Suguru Keeps Your Wrists In His Hand; He Hates That You Run Away When He Fucks You Deep, So In Order

suguru keeps your wrists in his hand; he hates that you run away when he fucks you deep, so in order for you to stop that, he started to just take both your wrists in one hand when he went deep.

fucking you over and over again as you squirmed from the overwhelming pleasure he was sliding deep inside of you, your stomach tingling from the pleasure, taking it all in, knowing that you couldn't run away even if you tried or your head filled with scstacyy as he kept going.

a lump in your throat from how good you felt.

thinking about megumi being absolutely in love with you. yuuji and nobara are sick of him, everytime they hang out, he'll always mention your name or anything about you whenever he has the chance. they're playing dress to impress? you love playing that game with him. they're watching a horror movie? you love horror movies, especially the conjuring series.

they were hanging out in nobara's room when they noticed that megumi was eerily quiet. usually he'd join in whatever they were doing but he hasn't spoken a single word yet, which made them worried. after arguing silently with nobara, yuuji takes the initiative and asks the black-haired boy why he was all gloomy.

megumi looks at them with sad eyes and lets out a tired sigh, making the two worried. you didn't break with him, did you?! the two think to themselves. after a minute of silence, he finally responds, explaining that you haven't replied to his text in 20 minutes now. nobara stares at him judgingly, and yuuji tries to keep in his laughter while also comforting his sad friend.

among the laughter that filled the room, a loud ping! was heard from megumi's phone making the boy frantically check the notification. his face lights up when he sees that it's from you. nobara teases him by calling him a “lovesick fool” but, he pays no mind, only paying attention to you. he became his usual stoic and aloof self after that. they honestly wish that you were here too, so that you could see the effect you have on megumi.

bonus: the picture nobara sent you of megumi being gloomy became your wallpaper and he absolutely hates it, tries to take your phone to delete the picture but fails everytime.

haven't written in days, might rewrite this if i have time idk

perv!dreamies x 8th member f!reader headcanons !

notes ☆ since i'm obsessed with @luvyeni perv!dreamies headcanons, i had to write my own :( ngl im a bit insecure with this one lol

perv!dreamies who always look forward to have you flustered. their words or touches, all of them get bold when it comes to you.

perv!dreamies who throw some dirty jokes that only you and the members will understand, mostly when you guys are doing a live.

perv!mark who sends you a video of him jerking off moaning your name. he almost sent it on bubble though, clicking on it accidently while choosing some pictures to send.

perv!mark who insists to do a live with you so he can tease you. he keeps his hand on your thigh, wandering dangerously near to your crotch and 100% fingers you when the live is close to its end.

perv!mark who loves to keep your company on the studio, so he can ger some inspiration from you. well, naked you, giving him a head. and most likely to use your moans of his name on a song, but will never release it (or maybe...)

perv!renjun who, in front of your fans, looks the most adorable member, just like a brother for you, when in reality he's the meanest.

perv!renjun who fucks you in the sofa, so the members can catch your teary and vulnerable form being fucked by him.

perv!renjun who needs to have his hands on your ass, even if you're in public. he just can't help himself.

perv!jeno who loves to have you on his lap in live so you can grind him in front of your fans, even if they don't get what you're doing.

perv!jeno who rests his hands innocently behind your back, when in fact, he's fingering you from behind.

perv!jeno who walks around the streets with your panties stuffed on his pocket while having you tied up on his bed waiting for him to do what he needs to.

perv!haechan who is known as the most affectionate member and gets advantage of it, kissing you in public or touching any part of your body. he can go ever further by fingering you on events.

perv!haechan who is always hugging you from behind in between your performances on show, because he gets easily turned on and needs to relieve by humping your ass.

perv!haechan who posted a picture of you on bubble while sleeping on your stomach. little do people know he had his cock buried deep inside you.

perv!jaemin who records your fucking and shows the guys later. when it happens, you have two possibilities: you'll be fucked by all of them or they'll just jerk off watching how much of a good girl you are and will spare your poor body.

perv!jaemin who wakes you up by eating you out while talking about your schedule.

perv!jaemin who fucked you in tds3 backstage because he just couldn't stand the fact that you had to sing the part he was supposed to do with renjun in “better than gold” and might've just kissed you right there. nctzens didn't miss the way he looked like a lovesick pup.

perv!chenle who fucks you in front of a window just to tease you about someone seeing the nct dream's most innocent member being a needy whore.

perv!chenle who can't help himself and just make you suck him off in between the performances.

perv!chenle who buys you the prettiest lingeries so you can put on a show for the guys later. it always ends up with you covered in 7 different cums and sore legs.

perv!jisung who loves to be alone in the practice room so he can take his time with you. always fucking your throat and making a mess, covering your face in his cum.

perv!jisung who always has a hard on when watching your fancams. is not about the clothes, is about you and all of the things you've done before or after the performance. how you've sucked him off before the performance, or how you let him eat you out after it.

perv!jisung who zooms in your chest if your shirt has a low cut or in your ass if your shorts or skirts are too short while watching your fancams. he always ends up like a horny teenager, with a huge boner, humping his bed or fucking his fist.

perv!dreamies who'd love to let their fans know how much of a slut you are for them and only them. if only your fans knew how much of a horny girly the “angel” of nct is...

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SUM. satoru gojo, aka. toji’s protégée, is horrendously down bad for the gym manager, and finds out in the most tragic way possible that she’s already taken

PAIRING. mma!toji zenin x reader x mma!satoru gojo

CONTENT. p°rn w sum plot, gojo is a bad drunk, peeping gojo, threesome, nsfw, unprotected sex, oral fixation, dumbification, age gap (toji 32 + reader 23), slight degradation, pet names, premature ejaculation, masturbation, pussy drunk, toji bullying gojo, perv gojo, creampies, squirting, full nelson, gojo cums FAST, toji cums a lot,

A/N. this was a lot of smut xp but I have another fic that’s more plot that I’ll be posting in a week

informational links at the end!! OPEN!!

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. MDNI. MDNI. MDNI. MDNI.

gojo satoru is becoming a well known name. already getting recognition when he was in high school, now in his prime 20s, he’s going to win his first title as a lightweight champion. however, none of this would be possible without his annoying fucking mentor, toji zenin.

“did you run this morning?” toji growled as he stepped out of the office.

“i did,” satoru rolled his neck, dropping his bag. toji licked the pastry chocolate from his fingers as he went over training for the day. the rest of the week was intense before the upcoming match. satoru had to drop a couple more pounds before then which was putting a strain on his temper.

“morning, satoru.”

the young man’s attention was completely snatched the second he heard that honey sweet voice.

“good morning, y/n!” his whole body melts once he lays eyes on you stepping out of the office. your hair was as perfect as always, your long skirt and casual tank top that hand him floored . you were everything. definitely the epitome of perfection.

“are you listening?” toji tsks, grabbing satoru by the collar.

“i am, i was just being polite, damn.”

you stifle a laugh because that’s how it’s always like with those two. you’re even surprised toji took someone under his wing after he retired last year. and now satoru is already going on to fight for a title. it was happening so quickly, but the two rarely got along. always at the others throat if it wasn’t about fighting.

the gym crowded some more, and satoru was sparring as toji stood beside you. you were making a couple phone calls still setting up some last minute plans for the match, along with bringing in some people to interview the two men. however, satoru definitely had his priorities straight.

“after i win the title…” satoru pants, chugging some water as his friend suguru stood beside him. “I’m gonna ask out y/n.”

suguru rolls his eyes. “like you haven’t been saying that all year.”

“no, it’s different now,” satoru wipes the water from his chin. “she’ll see how good i fought and would definitely realize how big of a catch i am.”

his friend rolls his eyes. “you sound like a third grader.”

“I’m being romantic.”

“how many times do i have to tell you. I’m pretty fuckin sure she has a boyfriend.” suguru glances over at you, your legs crossed, revealing your soft thighs from the slit on the side. his cheeks stung, it was hard to resist you. you were sweet to everyone, and whenever someone needed something, you were the first to respond. being reliable, funny, and gorgeous. it would make any man buckle and beg.

“pretty sure, doesn’t mean actually,” satoru sighs, also glancing at you longingly. “and her shirt is blue.”

“so?!”

“my eyes,” satoru opens his eyes wide staring at suguru. then pointing at them dramatically. “duhh!”

“you’re a fucking idiot—“

“cmon! get back here, brat!” toji clapped his gloves together in the ringing, sounding a loud boom. satoru tossed his drink to suguru as he rushes in.

nonetheless, his determination was solidified. his motivation not only for the title, but for your acceptance was his driving spirit. the day of the weigh-ins, you did not leave his side for a second. he pulled his shirt off, and shrugged his pants handing them to you. his eyes wavering, anxious.

“it’s gonna be okay,” you smile brightly, squeezing his hand. his heart warms as he takes a deep breath. it was a big day, toji worked his ass off for months, and he only had to shred 4 more pounds…

“can i get a kiss?” he turns his cheek to your face, making you roll your eyes. he was always a shameless flirt. you hated the way your cheeks stung though, his practically naked body leaning so close to you, his heat surrounding you. but then he pulls away, and you can see the way his ears turned pink. “on second thought. I’m a little vulnerable right now. i don’t want your kiss surprising the crowd.”

you feel your lips go dry. did he just say that? your eyes glance down, and you feel another heat rush inside you as he turns away, grabbing a bottle of water.

“what was that?” toji steps next to you, and you just wave your hand.

afterwards, the crowd asked questions and toji was on him for the rest of the night, going over strategies and tactics. the following day was the big day.

toji, suguru and a medic, were in satoru’s corner, as you sat on his side. he definitely made a grand entrance as music played and his silly nickname, the honored one, was called followed by his name. he of course, did not spare a single second before he found you in his corner and gave a big wave. toji clicked his tongue as suguru palmed his forehead.

your lips curl in amusement as you wave back with the most beautiful smile. and that was all the courage he needed to start this fight.

he took a hard beating in the first two rounds. your body flinched and wince as he reacts with buckling. however, it was almost in a second, where he changes the tides. toji’s eyes sparkling as he finally sees the spark that caused him to take satoru under his wing. it was like he was untouchable. you almost felt bad for his opponent, because it was very one sided by the end — satoru finally knocking him out.

it was a celebration unlike any before. satoru was definitely on cloud nine. you guys had the entire club, as satoru made the most of his winning high. drinks were coming at him over and over and over, everyone almost forgetting how big of a light weight he is.

“i think that’s a enough from you,” you take the shot he’s about to chug again, because he’s absolutely plastered. suguru had disappeared with some woman awhile ago, and now satoru was left completely drunk off his mind. face flushed as he babbled like an idiot.

“fucking idiot,” toji grunts, dropping him on the couch. “weighs a thousand pounds.”

“there, there, no need to torture him after his win,” you giggle, patting toji’s shoulder, feeling the muscles underneath. it was a workout lifting him from the club and dragging his ass in the car then out and up into their home. considering the idiot lost his keys, the only place they could bring him was toji’s penthouse.

“you have a soft spot for him,” toji glares at the passed out fighter, his drool already seeping onto the couch.

“he’s funny.”

toji cranes his neck to you, as you run your hands up his chest, wrapping them around his neck. “like he doesn’t flirt with you every chance he gets.”

“mmm, true. he’s shameless,” you sigh against your lovers lips. tongue sticking out to take a lick, playing with the scar. “but i missed you though.”

toji hums unconvincingly, hands on your waist, letting you struggle on your toes to reach him. “really?”

you nod, eyes heavy with lust, as you practically moan. “all your attention was on ‘toru, not me.” you suck on his bottom lip, you missed him so much. your leg moves up wrapping around his firm thighs, waiting until he finally grasps your legs, and lifts you up easily. your entire face brightening up as you cup his face. knowing how he’ll never drop you.

“happy?”

“love me, toji,” you kiss his face, his eyes scrunching as his cheeks flush. his hands move down to grasp your ass under your skirt. walking down to the bedroom. as he kneads the flesh. his touch was hot as you grind your heat against his abs. you held his complete attention as your lips clashed with one another. it was a steamy mess. teeth and, spit mixing, but it was absolutely delicious.

“aren’t you the perfect baby,” he coos seeing you unbuckle his pants so quickly, his tongue lapping at your ear as he kneels on the bed. your hand cupping his bulge, palming him over his pants as you tilt your head up. you run your tongue from his chin to his lips. his grin sends shivers down your spine.

“jus for you,” your eyes gaze up longingly, he was so pretty. his eyes meet yours as you both stare at one another. you’ve never had someone look at you so honestly before, he knew everything about you, and still loves you. it was almost like you haven’t lived before you met him.

he leans down, grabbing your leg as he drops you on your back. hands intertwining with yours.

“I’m yours,” you sigh, arching up as his hungry lips devour yours. your fingers lace through his hair as you grasp the back of his shirt, desperately pulling the fabric over his head. he helps you toss it off, your hands splay on his chest, feeling his abs as they move against your palm. his bulge sticks out in his boxers, your lips curling as you slip a finger into his waistband and tug on the material.

“so fucking needy, what’d I say about using your word—“

“i want your dick,” you don’t break eye contact for a second. “I miss it so much.”

he whistles, his own cheeks flush. “who taught ya how to talk like that?”

you sit up, pushing toji to kneel back, muscular legs spreading, stretching the material of his cargos. “you did,” your shirt is tossed to the side, leaving you in your bra and skirt as you kneel down, kissing his pecs. your tongue then circles his nipple causing his hand to reflexively hold your shoulder. you glance up at the heaving man, his cheeks flush as you bat your lashes at him, sucking his nipple into your lips making him bite down on his groan. he’d rather die than ever admit he actually like having his nipples sucked and bit by you. the shocks it sent through his body was euphoric.

his bulge only grows more annoying and painful as you leave bite marks on his nipples. drooling down his chest, until you’re face to face with his bulge. his scent invading your nose as you press your face against him, mouthing at his cock.

toji chuckles, chest heavy as he watches you arch on the bed, ass in the air. “what a dirty girl,” he coos, voice low as he moves his hand to lift your skirt up, giving your ass a firm slap. you moan, wiggling your ass as he grabs your ass cheek with his rough palm, pinching it to hear you yelp. you start sucking him through his boxers, your hand coming up to palm his big balls. “someone’s fuckin eager,” he grins, sliding your lace thong to the side, already feeling your juices coat his fingers.

you whine, pushing back into him, as you press your face further into his crotch. you loved kissing him through his boxers, his scent embedded in after the long day making you dizzy. it was so natural and manly, you rubbed your face even more.

“like that puppy, like the way i smell?”

you moan even more, clenching around his fingers as you pull his waistband down, eyes drunk as your tongue follows his happy trail to his base. the dark hairs tickle your nose as you drool on his pubes, his hips jerking as he curls his fingers inside you.

“fhuck, ya look so good rubbing your face on me,” his jaw clenched. you always get so excited after not having him for awhile. his fingers starts pumping in and out, pushing you forward as you grasp his cock, lifting it to your lips as you kiss his oozing tip. your tongue lays flat, rubbing his head as you see stars. “quit teasing.” he slaps your ass hard. you whine, sucking his cock in.

you choke as you suck his tip desperately, until he starts rocking his hips. your hand running down grasping his balls as the tears build up in your waterline.

“that’s it—ngh choke on my dick, puppy,” he pulls his fingers out as he pinches your clit, your eyes crossing as you shake. your slick covering your inner thighs as you choke, pushing his thighs away, as you spit on his cock, coughing. “come on, pretty girl.” he rocks his cock against your face as you catch your breath.

you’re panting desperately, pulling his pants further down along with his drenched boxers. his cock was drooling pre-cum on your face as you kiss the veins on his cock.

your body suddenly jerks forward. eyes rolling back as you feel your pussy sting.

“what’d I say about teasing?” he slaps your pussy again, his palm was harsh, as your legs shook.

you whine, pressing your face to the side of his cock, tongue lapping like a puppy. “sorry I couldn’t breathe,” your sarcasm had his eyes glint.

he sits up at your whining, leaning back so he can press a hand to your head, lifting you back so you can look at him. you were an open book, eyes sparkling as he pets your head. “open up.”

you open your mouth as he grabs your chin, leaning down, and spitting inside. your cheeks flush as you hum in delight, using his spit to let it fall on his cock, and suck him harsher. his head falls back, grunting as he lets you go at your own pace. he had one hand behind him, rocking his hips to meet your mouth slowly as the other brushed your hair. fuck you always made a mess, drooling and spitting all over his cock. your nails scratching up and down his fit thighs as they flexed when it dug deeper than usual. “hngh cmon fuck, good fucking girl.” toji grunts, abs clenching as he holds your head down for a little second longer, bucking his hips up as he cums.

you almost cum too as you feel his hot white seed spray down your throat. you choke, pulling away. some cum slips from your mouth as toji continues spraying on your face.

he was panting, face red and sweaty as he looks up at the ceiling catching his breath. he feels your hand playing with his pubes again so he glances down grabbing your face. he looked spaced for a second as he sees the mess all over. your spit and his cum. “always a messy eater.”

you pout, sitting up as he grabs the shirt you tossed off and wipes your face. you hum, tongue sticking out when he tosses it away.

his teeth peak as he grabs your tongue with his fingers, chuckling as you drool down your chin. “still want more.” you nod. “use your words.”

“ah cathnt,” your cheeks sting as he laughs at your little humiliation. your brows pinch as you wait for him to stop laughing, he was always so annoying. especially when he suddenly starts littering your face with kisses, rolling onto his back.

“get to work pup,” he kneads your ass as you lean forward, lips kissing his chin. his skin burns as you move your fingers down to his hand, turning it around to rest on your back. with a quick clip, he removes your bra, winking as you smile brightly.

“i didn’t know you were so good with your hands.”

“ s’ that right?” he licks his teeth.

“mhm,” you pull his hand to your face, your cheek nuzzling against his palm as you start rolling your hips down against his slippery cock. his abs flex, running this thumb along your cheek as you pant softly, his other hand grasping your breast as he squeezes it in his palm. your eyes close as you place a palm down on his chest, humping his cock as it glides through your folds.

“you love fucking teasin, don’ cha?” he grits. you smile, standing up as you kick your skirt and panties off. his hands run up your thighs as he leans his chin forward. fixated on your wet pussy as he takes as lick. “so sweet.”

he moans, hand wrapping around your thigh as he delves even further, tongue slipping through your folds as he sucks your clit, rubbing his face as you grasp his hair. his eyes close, occasionally opening them to stare up at you as you lean back, grinding down harder on his mouth. fuck you loved his tongue so much… you barely had sex before you met toji. in all honesty, you don’t count your actual virginity loss to be with that boy from freshmen year of college, because you really only felt something with toji.

“more,” you pant, tugging his hair.

toji doesn’t say anything, only eating you out more, his tongue was making loud noises as it sucked and prodded only for your eyes to shoot open as you feel yourself losing balance quickly.

“wait—toji!—“

“woah, sweetheart.”

toji laughs, holding you close.

you were seconds from hitting the ground after losing your footing, but toji quickly held your bicep pulling you down to him. your face was pale as you stare up at him. “don’t go cracking your skull when I’m sucking your pussy,” he laughs as he rubs your forehead as you heave beneath him.

“that was scary.”

your smile is wavering on fear and humor. looking up at him with wide eyes. still trembling from the near death experience. “i don’t think I’m wet anymore.”

the cocky ass man doesn’t even respond, instead he slips a hand between your legs, running a finger up your wet slit making your body jerk in surprise. he collects your juices on his fingers, bringing it up to your face. “don’t worry, you’re fine.”

you flush as he licks his finger in delight. you feel your pulse between your legs as you stare up at him. you’ll never fully understand why your body gets so jittery when he looks at you. his deep green eyes so intense as his fingers travel to your lips smearing his salvia across, eyes dilating as your tongue lulls out. “ah, there’s my good puppy.” he chuckles. “ya missed me that much, you can’t keep y’r tongue in your mouth?”

you’re big doe eyes really do so much to him, his heavy hanging dick drools onto the mattress, as he slides his thighs apart, pressing himself down like a man in heat as his tongue falls out. your pussy pulses squeezing around nothing as you wait for his spit to fall into your mouth. your body shakes stupid, hips bucking up in delight.

“ya like that?” his thumb pushes into your mouth, eyes watching every single quirk or blink as you react to him.

you hum around his thumb, sucking the rough digit like a baby, making his dick twitch. he bends down to bite your ear.

“tell me.”

“I like it,” you squeak feeling him pinch your nipple hard.

his devilish grin only serves to make you even more wet. “then why’re you shaking your hips like a greedy slut? s’ this not enough?”

you pout, “m’ n-not.” his cheeks flood red at how adorable you look with his thumb in your mouth pouting. “mmgh fhuck me…toji.”

your choked pleas was music to his ears, even more so when he swung your legs over his shoulders, neither of you hearing the thud in the living room.

“ah fuck,” satoru grumbles, rubbing his head from his fallen spot on the floor. where the fuck am I? he feels slightly nauseous as he groans into the cushion. he whines out your name, even more defeated when he doesn’t receive a response.

she probably went home, he slumps in defeat. of course that old man would send his pretty manager home. he probably didn’t even drive her either. he drags his heavy body up, grabbing his head from the slight headache. his eyes briefly scan the room, it was a nice place, he’s only been here once though, so where was the bathroom again?

his hand felt around for his phone as he stepped out of the bathroom. did he leave it at the club, car, on the couch—

“hahhh ngh to-toojii—“

the fighter froze in his tracks.

a sudden heat crawled up his ears, was that what he thinks it was—

“fhuck, aren’t you a good fucking girl, ya like it when I’m rough?”

satoru felt his body break out into a heated mess as he followed the unbelievably lewd claps and moans. the door was not even fully closed as he turned his back and took a peak inside. his hand fell down to his pants, cheeks bright red when he noticed his mentor pounding the living hell out of a poor girl that was blocked from his view.

it was talked about occasionally that toji had a long list of women he’s been with. his charms were definitely different than his own, but his mentor definitely had a magnet that attracted the most beautiful women. many even looking over poor satoru to go for the older man. it was understandable, toji was in the prime of his career just a couple years ago, and he definitely still had the looks and physique even after retiring. but now there was that slight refined wine to him compared to the younger boy. and yet, satoru never wanted to think about how toji could pull more women then him until now—

“awe, pup you’re making a mess. is this little pussy feeling too good, sucking my dick in so good shit—“ the low rumble of his voice, a side satoru has never seen before sent a bright red smoke appearing around him. his eyes couldn’t leave the scene, especially when the man had his lover pressed down—

his breath hitched.

“toji!”

your voice.

his sweet innocent girl’s voice was getting pounded by his mentor and crying out the most lewd things.

“cmon, ya wanted to be on top, what’s wrong?” toji had flipped you both. you were shaking, you’d just came, and yet you couldn’t stop the way your pussy was clenching around his fat cock still intruding your insides. you glare down at toji. his chest flushed and sweaty, hair pushed back as he slapped your ass.

you were panting, catching your breath until you fell forward after toji’s sharp thrust up. you whine into his neck.

“give me a sec will you,” you huff, sitting up, as you press a hand to his sternum, glaring down at him. but he couldn’t stifle his laugh because you looked anything but intimidating, especially with the way you’re squirming on his lap. “shut up.”

“I didn’t say anything!” he laughs even louder making your face flame hot. you fix your hair on top of him, moving it off your face as toji smiled up at you. you were breathtaking, your skin glowing as his hands squeezed your thighs then your waist. finally your hand fell to his chest again, lifting your hips up, almost making him slip out until you slapped your hips down knocking the wind out of him. “shit!” toji tensed up the second he felt you grab his balls from behind, your chest heaving but a shit eating grin on your face.

“how was that?”

“fuck puppy,” toji groans so loud your eyes light up as you start riding his dick, still overstimulated. “make me cum.”

his choked request made your entire body act up, riding his fat cock like there’s no tomorrow. he stretched you so well as you oozed down his shaft, a white sticky ring decorating his base as his cum dripped down his balls. “what happened to all that training, baby? I know you can go faster, stop holding back.” he grunts, eyes dark as your tongue peaks out as you gasp stilling on his chest for a moment. “did ya jus’ cum?”

you whine, covering your face with the back of your hand, as the other is splayed on his abs, shoulders raised as you shake from the aftershocks.

toji tsks, “fuckin’ brat—“

satoru is on the floor, his hand desperately shoved into his pants as he strokes his messy cock at the sight of his crush and mentor fucking like it’s no one’s business. it was wrong. but he couldn’t take his eyes off you, especially when you gave out a loud cry. who has loud unending sex when there’s a guest in their home? it was rude. so it’s not his fault that he’s watching. toji had your arms bound behind you with one hand and the other grabbed your waist as he thrusted up, mean and fast.

your head goes fuzzy as his pace is bordering on cruel. “i-i c-can’t!”

“yes you can, fuck making my dick melt,” his laughs are choked between moans as you gasp and cry, burying your face into his neck. the squelching of your pussy had satoru spinning, he can see where you’re both connected, the cum sticking and creating strings everytime toji’s thighs meet your ass. you looked so pretty. he was seething was envy. his fist tightening around his cock, his pants low on his hips as he tried to follow the pace toji was going. his cheeks flood red when he suddenly feels the knot snap inside him. no way that old man can last longer than me! his cheeks flush even darker.

toji’s stamina was scary. you were babbling incoherently as he shoved himself even deeper, grunting as he continued fucking you.

toji’s groan rumbles against you as you’re pressed against him, whining directly into his ear. “fill me up, toji..” you pant. “want y’r cum so badly please pleeeease…”

his jaw locks, hips stuttering up as he falls apart. “fhuckk ngh,” his legs shake as he pulls out and goes back in with a final thrust, burying himself deep inside you until he’s groaning out— his warm thick cum spilling inside you in heavy waves. you lick his ear, whining so adorably that he grabs your face. “I came quicker than usual.” he tsks, making you giggle. his eyes flutter shut as you tighten around him and roll your hips milking him for more.

“i like it when ya cum fast,” you mutter, “it feels so warm inside. your cum is making me so full.” you bite his bottom lip making him chortle, but it easily turns into another deep groan as he holds your hips down. your tongue plays with his scar as his lips crash into yours so you can swallow his throaty moans that make you squirm with heat.

as for satoru he was in absolute shock. not only was he embarrassed that to his mentor that was not lasting long. if he were in his position he’d definitely cum if you just touched his dick. which at this moment was soaked in his sticky cum—

“I’ll be right back, pup.”

satoru had been too busy feeling his cum fill his boxers that he hadn’t registered you asking toji to get you some water until the door swung open and satoru’s back hit the ground, staring up at his sweaty mentor.

“satoru?” you’re sitting up on the bed, hugging a blanket to your chest as your brows press together in worry.

the fighter suddenly feels his entire body melt through the ground, wanting it to swallow him whole. he definitely ruined everything—

“is everything okay?”

of course. it was so natural for you to always be worried about him. that was one of the reasons he fell in love with you. love? was he in love with you? well maybe…he couldn’t stop the butterflies breaking out in his tummy.

however, as he stared at you across the room with his adorably big doe eyes, the retired mma fighter clicked his tongue, licking his teeth as he glared down at his protégé eyes dark.

“i think he’s fine, pup.”

satoru flushed at the pet name being used in his presence. you however somehow already made your way over wearing one of toji’s shirts, kneeling in front of satoru. “your face is warm, you were drinking a lot after the fight — i told you to go easy.” you scold him.

“I’m—“ his words get stuck in his throat. he’s so flustered feeling your soft hand feel his face, careful not to touch his bruises and stitches.

but that was just you because he suddenly feels a large figure lean behind him and pull the waistband of his black boxers down so easily exposing his semi hard cock covered in sticky white cum. “i think he’s fine.”

your eyes go wide looking down at the mess in mr. smooth’s boxers. you glance up at him and then at toji, frowning as you hold his wrist. “stop, he could’ve—“

“he was jacking off to us.”

your lips part in shock. satoru burns red, his ears so pink he almost looked like he was going to burst into flames. “looks like he’s been here awhile unless he came this much once.”

“you were?” you didn’t know why you asked, it was obvious, and yet a sick feeling twisted inside you that made you want to embarrass the man that always carried himself with such confidence.

satoru’s head dropped, shoulders rising as he confessed. your cheeks were pink hearing him say he heard your moans and the door was open….

“w-why him?”

your brow quirks up.

“why this old man?!” satoru blurts loudly, making you jump from the switch up. his brows were pinched in anger, practically shaking with jealousy.

toji barks with laughter behind him. “well someone’s jealous.”

“i am! you’re my age and you’re so much prettier and hotter than him!—he’s old, mean, and definitely past his prime—“ satoru feels a hard slap upside the head.

“watch it,” toji’s deep voice sends another flush of burning envy flooding through him.

satoru sulks, “it’s not fair.”

you’re so flustered, and toji can’t help but smirk. his hand falling on the snowy hair, grabbing his locks as he pushes him forward.

“kiss her.”

your eyes go wide, but before you can look up your feel the man’s lips devour yours. his tongue so easily slipping into your mouth as he holds your face with both hands. toji is standing above you both eyes glinting with dark arousal as he watches his student make out with his girlfriend. you easily melt into the messy kiss. his tongue was sweet and greedy, playing with you. he kissed the inside of your mouth as he whines in pleasure. he was so vocal you smile. toji keeps a hand on the boys head tugging harshly making him moan into your mouth as you follow his lips. it was different from toji’s kisses. toji was mean and rude, embarrassing you with his kisses, making them as loud and messy as he could, having you tremble until you were panting like a puppy. but satoru, he was savoring every touch of your tongue, every breath you took, it was adorable.

“ah!” satoru yelps, toji tugging his head back aggressively. you’re still straddling the ground, panting so adorably as you feel your arousal and toji’s cum slip out onto the ground. satoru’s face was flushed as he stared at you with dark eyes. “more.” he was greedy. he’s always gotten his way, and the way he gazed up at toji was no different from the way he’d beg for another break during training.

“getting pretty selfish now, you got a kiss, maybe be grateful, especially when ya came in your fucking boxers like a middle schooler.”

you knew toji was mean, and he was especially hard on satoru. and yet you’ve been with the man for quite some time now and you know exactly how to make him concede.

you lean forward, hand reaching for satoru’s chin, thumb pulling down on his pout. “show toji how much you’re hurting, ya?”

toji’s eyes darken, especially when the white haired brat so easily pulls his boxers and pants down to his knees. his cock throbbing an aggressive purple, all from kissing you. you feel jittery looking at what he’s packing. his girth was not a bigger stretch than what toji makes you feel, but his length and curve had your mouth watering. he was so pretty, and the white hairs that led to his base had you seeing pink, you wanted to feel him.

“fuck ‘m leaking,” satoru’s jaw clenches, embarrassed how hard he is. his boxers were a mess and you were looking right at him.

your tongue peaks out as you smile, hand reaching out to run a finger around his tip collecting his messy cum, as you tap his little slit repeatedly making him shiver and buck. “you look like you’re gonna burst.” you tease, leaning forward just to tease him some more. your face so close to his tip, your breath fanning against him as he squirms away just a little.

“y/n…wait…”

“pup, keep y’r mouth shut,” toji’s warns you, grip tight around satoru’s hair. he knows exactly what you’re doing. fuck, he taught you that stupid trick. but you don’t listen. you blow cool air onto satoru’s twitching cock and your finger tickles the throbbing vein on the underside of his cock, giving it a single scratch with your nail watching in delight as satoru unravels. his hips bucking up into the air as his cum shoots out from his tip, hitting your face and mouth. it came in three adorable bursts.

you’re laughing so adorably as your tongue peaks out as you taste his cum on your lips. “you’re so pretty.”

fuck, satoru is shivering as his cock still stands up high. toji licks his teeth, as you look up at him, your face was his biggest weakness, and toji wasn’t reluctant, in fact he wanted to do it so badly that he was afraid how far they’ll use you. but with that look in your eyes it took seconds for you to be on the bed as satoru’s tongue licked your pussy.

“angh toru!” you cry grabbing a fist full of his hair. his eyes glance up watching you cry loudly. the lewd sounds of his lips slurping up toji’s cum that oozed out of your puckering hole. it was bitter, and definitely tasted like a man, and yet the sweetness of your arousal mixed in had him whining into your pussy, burying his face deeper, his arms grabbing your thighs.

“fucking nasty,” toji chuckles as he comes back with a glass of water, kneeling by the bed as he chugs a gallon before swishing some more in his mouth. satoru feels his skin burn as he watches toji grabs your face, squishing your cheeks so your lips are open, leaning down, feeding you the water. your body catches on fire, lighting up even more so. “cmon you’re always yapping, make her cum already.”

“fuck you,” satoru spits, only for toji to reach down and pinch your clit.

your back arches as you cry out in surprise. “toji!”

“do you not know what a clit is?” toji laughs as satoru grits his teeth in anger.

“i do, i was just about to suck it! I was doing it before you came in!” satoru moves his fingers inside you, making you gasp, only for toji to pinch your clit between his fingers making you cry, burying your face in his chest as he leans his face to your forehead.

“awe is satoru doing a bad job?”

you shake your head, hand reaching to scratch at toru’s undercut, pulling him closer to your pussy. “no…i like it….feels good….angh toru feels good. he’s a good boy.”

he practically combusts at your praise, eyes shining so bright toji had to roll his eyes and crash his lips against yours, letting satoru abuse your clit with his lips as he fucked his fingers deep inside you making you clench up. you gasp as toji bites your mouth and cheek as you roll your hips against satoru’s hot mouth.

“m’m gunna cum…” you whine, thighs trembling, your hand pressing his head against your pussy, and all he could think about was how fucking good it feels to be suffocated between your legs pussy crying against his face as you clench around his fingers, cumming hard.

toji feels his cock jump in his boxers as your eyes roll back, staring up at him as he admires how fucking pretty his girl is. even though some brat was eating you out, he couldn’t help falling in love with you.

“wanna feel his cock inside ya?” toji teases, feeling you shiver against his body, turning your face to his neck as you feel dizzy. satoru is panting, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as the other grabs the flesh of your thigh. toji glances down at the brats painfully hard cock. “y’r clean?”

satoru hums, “you know.” it was true that before matches they test for drugs and any other sort of diseases.

toji manhandles you so you were straddling him, his hand holding your face. “awe, you look like ya still wanna be fucked.” he coos, petting your head as you pout, leaning into his touch like a good pet. “satoru’s never felt y’r tight little cunt.”

satoru is watching so patient — he was shocked with himself. watching toji coax you back to your senses was so fucking making him hot all over. you were so dumb just by cumung from his lips and now toji was petting you back to reality. he could almost see your imaginary tail wagging as you lean into toji’s palm. your pussy was probably getting even more wet right now with toji’s praises.

“toru,” you coo.

his head perks, rushing over as you turn around, throwing your arms around his shoulders, so he can pull you to his lap. your nails scratch his scalp, gazing at his flushed cheeks, his lips so pink and glossy it made you even more squirmy. you crane your neck to look at toji, he was reclined on the bed grabbing at his bulge through his boxers as you frown at him. “stop it.”

his brow rises. “stop what? don’t be a fuckin brat.”

your pout is so deep that satoru can’t stop himself from attacking your neck. his ego swelling as he hears you moan in pleasure, you were straddling him, but you were hovering up on your knees, pressing your entire body against his chiseled chest as your pussy leaked onto him. his arms wrapped around your ass and back. toji smiles as he pulls his cock out, wrapping his hand around his base, still messy from when he was fucking you earlier. it was addicting watching satoru claim you in front of him. hearing your moans from a distant and watching your entire body shiver. fuck.

“you’re so pretty,” satoru sighs, spreading your cheeks apart as you hold his hair, pulling it back so you can look at his face.

your lips brush his, “i wanna feel you cum inside me, yeah?”

satoru nearly came on the spot. but he was able to control himself, burying his face in your neck, ears bright pink.

“how bout you lay her down, and fuck her nice and deep, can y’r dick do that?” toji’s constant taunting had both you and satoru frowning. well for different reasons of course. satoru didn’t like his mentor demeaning him like that, and you couldn’t stand the fact that he was touching himself. and he knows you hate it when he jacks himself off. you were greedy like that and it was definitely a button he loved to push.

and yet, satoru flipped you down, your back hitting the mattress as he slipped between your legs. he sat up pulling the back of his collar over his head. your eyes were so big as you watched him strip the final article of clothing off, his dark black and purple bruises covered his chest and ribs, but you didn’t have a chance to reach for him because toji was sitting beside your face, and his hand wrapped around both his and satoru’s cock.

“awe pup, wanna give him a kiss before he goes inside ya?”

your cheeks flush as you reach up. “ya, wanna give him a kiss.”

satoru groans, straddling your chest, muscular thighs spread wide as his cock hangs in front of your face. toji’s rough palm was stroking him as you lean forward pressing a kiss to his tip. your wet lips making contact with his fat cockhead electing a low whine so audibly that toji couldn’t help but pet his head.

your hand runs up his abs, careful of his bruises as you suck some of the pre cum from him, gaze never leaving his as he flushes all over. he looks so pretty kneeling above you, his hand grasping yours, squeezing it so adorably you have to close your thighs. “you gonna cum this fast?”

“no,” satoru snaps. and moves away from your warm wet mouth. “I’m gonna fuck her now.” his gaze falls on you. “you want that right?”

you nod eagerly. his eyes light up at your obedience, until he suddenly feels his hair getting pulled again—

“oww,” he almost whines, glaring at the perpetrator.

toji smiles crudely, it was fun making him all pissed off. “she wants another kiss.”

satoru eyes snap down to you, his heart racing as you reach your arms out for him, and he falls so easily. “am’ sorry,” he mutters against your lips, breath hot feeling your sweet tongue rub against his. your legs easily wrap around his firm waist. your thumbs caress his cheeks as he deepens the kiss groaning as he plays with your tongue unbothered by toji’s grip on his hair.

“put it inside me,” you sigh, gaze unwavering as you squeeze his face in your hands, tongue licking up his lips teasing. “kiss me as you put it inside.”

“fuck, you’re so hot,” he crashes his mouth on you. his free hand moving between your bodies, grasping his cock with a firm grip. your heart was hammering, you wanted to feel his cock inside you. the satoru gojo, the once in a lifetime talent, buckling and bending right above you. he guides himself to your slick entrance. your nails lightly scratch as his jaw as you feel his tip prodding at your hole teasing.

you bite his lip, nibbling on it before pulling it back. satoru feels a shiver run through his body, eyes squinting just briefly. he won’t last. even though you’re wiggling your hips up practically begging to get railed right in front of his coach and your boyfriend — he has to move a hand down to grasp your ass.

“gotta go slow,” he confesses, his face presses against yours, lips panting against your cheek. “I’ll cum if I go in too fast.”

your eyes only seem to light up at the confession until you feel a big hand on top your head.

“let him go slow,” toji’s low voice catches your attention. turning your face to his as his thumb rubs your forehead. he doesn’t make a move to tease satoru yet, instead he leans down pulling satoru by the hair so he connect his lips to you. you whine so loud in his mouth that satoru feels his own abs clench. he was so close he can feel the heat radiating from the two of you.

toji looks over at satoru as he’s kissing you. “I’ll keep her distracted, so take y’r time.”

his words definitely sink in as satoru carefully begins to push himself inside you, your pussy wrapping around him inch by inch. “angh, you’re so good,” you pant, pushing toji’s face slightly to grab satoru back, your lips attacking his. he nearly buckles, meeting your lips again. toji couldn’t help how greedy you are. it was definitely a little power trip you had. having been with toji for most of your real adult sex life, you always liked when he came fast, so when satoru confessed his ordeal at the moment, toji knew it sparked something inside you. however unlike him, satoru is just as greedy.

“ngh, a little more,” he pants, whining just a little when you clench around him, bucking your hips. “fucking—fuck, baby,”

satoru drops his head on your shoulder, kissing your neck as you scratch down his back, feeling a sharp thrust. your eyes nearly pop, why did he feel deeper than toji.

“ungh is that good for ya?” satoru barks.

you scratch at his neck, “ya-it’s so deep. you’re in my tummy,” you whine so gently, that satoru cents stop himself from fucking you.

you moan with joy as he starts picking up the pace. satoru was on high, having prevented himself from cumming the second he bottoms out now with a goal of making you feel better than ever. if he only had one night with you, then fuck it.

toji sat him, stroking his cock, catching your attention as you turned your face. your eyes narrowed as your hand left toru’s shoulder reaching for toji’s fat cock. “mine.”

“don’t be selfish,” toji grabs your wrist, making you whine, however satoru feels you clench up. fuck he’ll never understand your relationship, and yet he’s so turned on by it. “if ya want it so bad, open your mouth.”

you seem like you’ve won, and you might’ve with how happy you are with licking up toji’s cock. satoru didn’t stop his pace, throwing a leg over his shoulder using more force to reach you so deep.

“I knew you’d feel good,” he pants, leaning his head close not caring that you were sucking toji off. you whine, holding satoru’s face as you turn to kiss him. he almost rejoiced at the taste of toji in his mouth, unbothered because your sweet lips had him whipped. “mngh, good fuck—“ satoru grunts as you start to shiver. turning back to kiss toji’s tip.

toji was watching above with a glint in his eyes, you were spent. and yet he wanted to shove his cock deep in your throat as satoru fucks you with everything inside him. seeing you absolutely ruined had him grinning. his poor little puppy.

“cmon pup, keep sucking on my dick.” toji growls as you tongue his twitching vein. you knew exactly how to blow his cock that way he liked. your hand moving to play with the hairs on his base.

satoru hums, “i wanna fuck you all night hngh ah you feel so good baby, fuck—fuck m’ not gunna last,” his moans so easily turn to bratty whines that you pull his lips to yours again, toji doesn’t care, instead he leans closer, letting his heavy cock rest beside you. his tongue traces his scar briefly as you easily suck his tip, while satoru chases your lips, your tongues tangling against leaking cock head. it was hypnotizing. he felt like he was being drugged with your lips, even enjoying the bitter taste of toji’s cum invading his taste buds was making him harder. you tighten around him, whining and squealing as toji pushes his cock between your lips again letting you suck and drool as satoru drops his head beside your face.

“gun cum, toru—please cum.. please—“

his jaw clenched, “angh you’re squeezing me to death,” he presses so close to you that he felt his dick melt. “cant—fuck m’ I’m cumming!” his finger manages to weave between you to mimic what toji had down earlier. pinching your clit, your hips jumped as you moan around toji’s tip, pulling away briefly. satoru’s abs clench, letting out a whining moan. tears fill his eyes as he jerked his hips forward cumming.

you saw white as he rubbed your clit quickly until you shook with pleasure. you were spasming around satoru as he pressed his weight on you. your drool was being smeared by toji’s cock as you shiver from the amount of cum satoru was spilling inside. “you came so much, toru.” you coo, turning to kiss his ear, licking at it. you feel him jerk above you, whining in your embrace.

“blew your load quicker than I thought,” toji pats his head, apathetic.

“shut up,” satoru mutters against your neck. “I wasn’t expecting her to be so tight. especially with you fucking her every day.”

you giggle, turning to kiss satoru as he whines, so pussy whipped he’s still jumping his load inside you, trying to ignore how painful it feels right now. it wasn’t until satoru pulls away does he notice how spent you are. the bruises he knows he left on your neck along with the sticky mess that connected you both. his eyes practically see hearts, and then there was toji. his cheeks a natural flush, chest sweaty, and his dick throbbing .

“how’re ya feelin, sweetheart?” toji was kneeling down on the bed, his hand stroking your hair as you turn to look at him, your eyes glazed over with a cloud, smiling.

satoru was twitching inside you as he felt you tighten around him. fuck your body was so easy to read, and it was saying in all caps that you were absolutely downright in love with his mentor. it was tough pill to swallow and yet he loved that he could see you like this, even though he knew so clearly that he can never have you for himself—

“toji ❤︎”

your lips fell to lazy smile as he wrapped his hand behind your head affectionately, meeting his lips sensually. his lips were gentle, and inviting, his taste making you feel like you’re on cloud nine.

“you like that brats dick that much?”

you hum, holding satoru’s hand snapping him back to reality as came at your command. “he’s so nice.” you coo, shifting your gaze to the white haired boy. satoru nearly came again as toji kissed your neck, side eyeing him. “he made me feel so good and gave me so much cum, like a good boy.”

“fuck.”

you give him a toothy smile before pulling him to your addicting lips. it was sloppy and messy, shivering as he slowly began to pull out. it was a mix of panting and kissing as you turned from one man to the other. not single one giving you a break as they attacked your lips.

“you can give us one more,” toji mutters, so easily lifting you up.

you whine, legs shaking as you feels gojo’s cum slip down your thighs. “just one more,” you hug toji, burying your face in his neck as he hums, kneeling up on the bed. he clicks his tongue signaling for satoru to kneel in front.

“don’t worry, you’ll get to be in the final act.”

he didn’t know what to expect, instead he watched as toji slipped his still very erect cock inside you. satoru watched his cum slide down toji’s length the deeper he went in.

“fuck. you filled her up good. did you empty out?”

satoru’s cheeks went red. “shut up.”

toji’s strong arms wrap under your legs grasping your ass and his pace quick from the start. you were a crying mess, your nails scratching down toji’s back, breaking skin as you sob and moan. “take it like a big girl, cmon pup,” toji was mean. satoru couldn’t stop himself from leaning over to pat your head as he kissed your cheek beside the big bad toji. you were drooling on his shoulder as satoru kissed you.

“two peas in a pod,” toji grunts, spinning you around. satoru was in awe at how easily toji handled you, and your lips were already sucking toru’s cock as he groans, head falling back as toji gave you the most delicious back shots. his hand coming down on your ass, then rubbing the red print. toji was rough, his eyes focused on your pussy swallowing him with each thrust, then at your lips causing poor satoru to shake from pleasure. toji held your leg up, spreading you even more open as he slid deeper making your eyes grow wide. you pull away, burying your face in the sheets, but your grip was tight enough the satoru jerked like crazy, tears falling from his eyes as he came.

“fuck your fast,” toji comments again, laughing.

“I’m injured!” satoru covers his face. you came too, but unlike satoru, toji lifted you up. he pulled out before having you sit back on his lap again, his arms once again under your beautiful thighs slipping back in as he fucked your in full nelson. satoru watched with wide eyes. your head thrown back on toji’s shoulder and your heavy tits bouncing with pleasure.

“fuck, cmon pup, i know you wanna go,” toji growled in your ear as you cried, burying your face against his neck.

“ah no—it’s embarrassing…” you squeal as you feel toji go deeper, the rapid stimulation of his cock hitting your cervix.

“it’s fucking hot…ngh don’t be a baby,” toji grunts, and satoru can hear the explicit sounds of your pussy squelching with each thrust. it sounded so lewd, his heart racing as he stroked himself through the overstimulation. “angh fuck, I’m not gonna cum in ya—“

“no!” you cry, but it turns into another muffled squeal. “but toru…”

your eyes meet, and it all came out. your back arched away from toji’s chest, your mouth fell open as your vision turned white.

“atta girl,” toji chuckles, watching you squirt right in front of satoru. if toji was mean then satoru was downright filthy. “fuck you catch on quick.”

satoru was licking your pussy, it was messy especially with toji still getting through his sloppy thrusts until he stills deep inside you, blowing his load. toji’s face twisted in pleasure as he felt his cum mix with satoru’s inside you. you tremble, pressing a hand down on satoru’s head as you shake, squirming in toji’s grip. “s-stop….ngh I can’t…” satoru pulls away, his hand rubbing up your tummy until you’re leaning forward wrapping your arm around his shoulder. toji allows him to pick you up, hugging you tight and close as you calm down.

if you were to ask satoru what is best and worst night was. it would be this one. he was able to experience sex with someone he loved with every fiber of his being, but also get his heart broken in the same night.

and yet he has no regrets.

he still hugged you the same, offered you a helping hand the same. he never stopped caring for his sweet manager, because it’s not his fault you were madly in love with his mentor.

“so how’d it go?”

satoru jumped back, suguru appearing beside him.

“what?”

“the confession?” suguru clarified.

“oh, that,” satoru leans back on the bench. “she has a boyfriend.”

suguru clicks his tongue. “I told you.” he raises a brow as satoru stares at you across the gym longingly. “did you meet him or something?”

“something like that.”

suguru rolls his eyes, that is until satoru throws his arms over his best friend dramatically.

“I’ll tell you after I get over this heartbreak!!!”

suguru sighs, patting his back. “yeah yeah.”

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tsukishima mocks your moans cause he thinks it funny, but lord forbid you do it. he’ll deny your orgasm for as long as he can until you apologize.

you’re on top of him, tits bouncing as you fuck yourself on his cock. you’re nearly reaching your orgasm as you feel the coil tightening in your stomach; it feels so good you can’t help but let out heavy moans as you breathe into the croak of his neck. 

his hands drop down to your ass as he guides you on his thick shaft. he bites your ear tenderly, then moans into your ear almost mockingly, same pitch, and he even lets out a breath as you did. you rise from his neck and still your hips. tsukishima doesn’t say anything but instead smiles at you and acts clueless. you return a sinister smile of your own before rolling your hips flush against his. completely catching him off guard; his face scrunches in pleasure, and his mouth makes an “o” shape as he hisses from the feeling. 

“fuck,” he whined when you raised your hips slightly and slammed back down onto him, repeating your actions and watching as he struggled to stop himself from coming. you bend down and lick his neck before moaning against his ear, “fuck“ in the most annoying and utterly displeasing voice possible.

you feel your hips still again, but now a harsh slap against your ass shocks you. tsukishima then flips you over so that he’s on top now and goes to town on that pussy. his grip on your hips becomes tighter as he slams his length into your already tender cunt. you grab onto the headboard as he continues to use your pussy however he pleases. groggy moans escape your throat as you feel the coil in your stomach returns.

“fuck tsuki, i’m gon-,“ you cry.

“you gonna cum?“ he tilts his head and smirks.

“yes, yes!“ now, screaming at the top of your lungs, you feel yourself about to release into extraordinary bliss.

“yeah?“ he mocks you one final time before your orgasm subsides when he pulls out and cums all over your stomach with a low groan. you’re about to say something when he grabs your jaw and squeezes tight enough to leave a mark.

“don’t fucking do that shit again, or else you won’t get to cum at all. got it?“

and you reluctantly nod your head.

“good, now apologize.”

Me: You know how when you were a kid and you’d wish that you’d get sick or injured in a way that would justify why you didn’t live up to your potential?

Everybody, apparently: No?