I Cannot Stop Imagining What Will Happen When We Come Backi Wonder If You Will Be In The Making Of Pt

I cannot stop imagining what will happen when we come back…i wonder if you will be in the making of pt 2…(if there is one ofc) 🤨🤨

hii!! 🪶anon here again :3 I dunno if my other ask got sent- buttt anyways what about enmu x boobs (I'm 18+, i just dont feel fully comfortable w/ my age yet even tho its anonymous (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠))

-🪶 anon :3

Hiiiii yes! Absolutely!!! This is also at the request of #1 Enmu ass-slapper @starfishoverdrive 🥰 also tagging @anxious-chick

side note: this gif of him is so cute.

Content Guidance: NSFW. Biting, blood, psychic somnophilia?? Is that a thing? It is now.

Enmu x Boobs

You were a passenger onboard an overnight train from Nagasaki to Tokyo.

Enmu noticed you the moment you arrived, his breath catching in his throat as he observed you. The way you moved, the way your lovely, soft chest bounced when the train lurched into motion, ohh... you were intoxicating.

Soft, alive, so ripe and sweet. He desired nothing more than to pluck you from the rest of the crop and enjoy your sumptuous flesh.

His mouth and his cock were watering.

It pained him to wait until you were actually ready to slumber, until you retired to the private roomette and locked yourself away from the other humans.

Oh, he could very easily use his blood demon art and put you to sleep, but waiting, yearning, hungering was just as delicious as manipulating you to his whims.

However, the moment you drifted off in your cozy bed for the night, he wound his way into your subconscious and gave you the most beautiful dream he could conjure.

He introduced himself to you, and repeated your name in his delicate voice after you gave it to him.

Such an unusual human... normally people were aghast to see a demon prowling though their dreams, but not you.

"Mmmh..." he chuckled, leaning into you, his face so close to yours he could feel your breath on his lips. "Tell me, why aren't you afraid, human? Are my fangs not sharp? Do you not feel the primal, subconscious terror of knowing I could so easily consume you? I could... pop you between my teeth like a ripe berry."

He wasn't sure if he was annoyed or delighted, but the hunger in his eyes was mirrored in your own.

Oh, you little deviant, you were most certainly determined to have a pleasant dream with him, he could practically feel the desire flowing through you.

Slowly, and of your own free will, you pulled off your top, exposing your bare breasts to him.

Enmu found himself completely consumed with a very human desire, one he couldn't simply drown out. He fell to his knees before you and took your nipple into his mouth, guided by your gentle hand at the back of his head.

There was nothing for him to gain from it. It made no sense. He couldn't lick and suck you into his belly like this, and yet... yet he was compelled to do it, simply to hear you moan, to watch your head loll back and your pretty, almost pained expression of pleasure as he swirled his tongue around and around your hardening nipple.

"Ohhhh~ they're so soft... so delightfully warm. And so very, very sensitive, aren't they my dear?"

His fangs penetrated your soft flesh, pulling an elated, agonized cry from you. Your grip on him tightened as he lapped your blood from the plump flesh of your breast.

You coiled the longer black and teal tufts of his hair around your fingers as you gazed down at him, enamored with the sight of him suckling. His mouth was eager, sloppy, his eyes rolling back as he lost himself to the intimacy and pleasure of it all.

He adored you in that moment, especially when you pulled his head back to witness his crimson-stained lips and the little rivers running down his pale chin. And then pressed your breast back into his mouth so he could continue his feast.

And he wasn't doing a thing to encourage you; that was the enigma of it all... you let him feast on you freely, at least in your dream. Whether you would be so amiable upon waking was another matter... one he was just as excited to explore.

He grinned up at you as he let the blood drip down your flesh, watching it form perfect droplets on the end of your nipple before sticking his tongue out to lap it up, chuckling as you shivered and moaned with every lick.

And then suddenly the dream wasn't enough anymore. Oh, yes, he could very easily absorb you this way, manipulate his flesh to consume your sleeping body while he filled your head with nightmares and amused himself with your terror. But... it wouldn't be enough.

No, he needed to feel your nipple on his tongue in the flesh, he needed to smell the arousal emanating from you as he sucked your breasts raw. He needed to break your skin with his fangs and feel you cling to him, your thighs wrapped around his generous hips. He needed his cock inside you, he needed your blood inside him.

"Awaken, love," he cooed in your ear.

The train rocked steadily, the clackity-clack the only sound aside from your labored breaths.

"It was a dream," you said, the disappointment in your voice so utterly delightful he audibly whined.

And the moment your mind pieced it together, the moment you realized that the pretty demon gazing down at you as he straddled your body was as real and as tangible as you, he smelled the flood of arousal coursing through you.

"Don't stop," you whispered, exposing your breasts to him, even lovelier than in the dream. "Enmu..."

Oh! His name on your tongue was as sweet as your blood on his.

He lay in you arms until the sun came up, lapping at your flesh, feasting on your pleasure and your essence as if both sustained him in equal measure.

His cock stayed buried inside you, alternating throughout the night between languid thrusts as he kissed your saliva-slickened skin, and pounding into you so hard and fast he was sure the two of you might derail the carriage.

That a dream could pale in comparison to consciousness... Enmu had never known such a thing. But there you were, flooding his senses, permeating the core of him.

By the time the train pulled into Tokyo his heart ached to see you disembark, every cell in his body desperately pulling toward you even as the deadly sun beat down on the platform.

"Come back to me, my dream," he sighed, condemning himself to eternal pining for the crime of letting you go.

Little did he know, you were in the process of purchasing a return ticket

Bitches like you like this? Oct.6th

Cant believe you’re inlove with this.

Geto x fem!reader Hair Pulling!

Baby how did i fall inlove with you..

You were getting railed. Yep, getting fucked by the bitch you hated the most. Geto Suguru. He always pissed you off with a non-chalant attitude. He would talk the most shit and cause rumors to flow. He always made fun of your appearance. It could be makeup, clothes, hair, facial features, anything. He gives you the most shittiest nicknames that always would make your “friends” laugh. He always wants to say something about you. So what did you do? You let him. Gojo even knew about what was happening and refused to help? Yeah alright. So what are you gonna do.

You of course had to find him on one of your little halloween party date.

You were getting ready when one of your friends decided it was gonna be an exciting idea for Gojo and Geto to come with you both. They knew you hated Geto but she reassured that it was just to have fun with her instead. So you let it go. As soon as they came in you locked yourself in your room refusing to come out till you were ready. You sat at your vanity when your door was opened by your friend.

“When will you come downstairs?”

“Never?”

She was shocked by your quick answer with no hesitation. She sighed as she closed the door slowly hearing her footsteps fade, you continued doing your makeup. She called your name downstairs saying that they were ready to go. As you walked downstairs their eyes were on you. Geto snickered as you glared directly at him already being pissed off….

And now we are here. While your friend and Gojo are out doing whatever. In the backseat of your car. You are getting fucked. Moaning and one rock solid hand gripping your tit while the other gripping your hair as your eyes roll to the back of your head as long backshots fuck up your visions.

“Didn’t know you love this much pain bitch. You still couldn’t do shit when i talked about you and still wont do anything now that im fucking the life out of you.”

His deep tone sent shivers down your spine as you looked at him with tears falling down your cheeks as your head was pulled back getting pounded from the back. His pelvis hitting your ass multiple times as his cock hits your cervix multiple times making you see stars. He goes faster seeing how you cry making him grin. His hand gripping your hair almost feeling like hes trying to rip your scalp.

“You have some nerve trying to talk to me whore”

“And you have some f-fucking nerve to try and fu-“

cutting you off with a hard thrust making you go dizzy and making you fall slightly with your elbows almost giving out. Sometimes, just let things go sweetie..

I dont really draw alot, this was technically something small…both were…also this is js me… ANYWAY CHRISTMAS IN 3 DAYS WHAT YALL GETTING?

MY GOODNESS? 🙁🔥

DILUC???!!??!?!?

YALL TODAY MY SISTER BIRTHDAY 😭😭

Your doing so well!

How are you so good at this…

Choso x fem!reader Praise Kink!

Your doing wonderful…

Your bouncing up and down on Choso while he grabs your hips to guide you and your pace. Your juices coat his cock as you moan and whimper from the size stretching your poor tight cunt.

“Your doing so well for me..”

He says making you blush more then what you already were. Your pussy squelching making him grin as his hands pace you at a faster speed. Your moans get faster and faster and louder to his liking. He enjoys watching you fall apart on his cock. He wants you to do more. He bites on your neck leaving a darkened mark on your skin mumbling praises and worships to you.

"You feel so fucking good.."

"Keep going... Just like that.."

"Your pussy feels so warm..."

You cockwarmed him once. His cock all snuggled inside your gummy walls is making himself fall apart. Seeing you, your body, makes him not wanna leave you alone at all. He enjoys the whimpers you give him when he rubs your clit. He loves your soft moans as he sucks and tugs on your swollen nipples. He loves the sounds you make when you cum for him. Your body trembling and shaking from intensive orgasms. He would hug and kiss you.. He wants you to be his personal fleshlight. I mean... Who wouldnt but he always wants you torment you and test your stamina. But it doesn't matter... Your a good girl for him... Correct?

I AM STRESSING OUT WITH THIS... BUT I'M NOT STOPPING IG.. THESE WILL HAVE LESS AND LESS EFFORT... also requests are opening tomorrow... Yay..