LOCKED OUT OF HEAVEN

｡‧˚ʚ°ɞ˚‧｡ ─── LOCKED OUT OF HEAVEN

"missed me, baby?"

the first thing he asked to you before capturing your lips with his. it's been long since he felt your lips against his. he couldn't himself but feel bad for the long time he got trapped and leaving you all alone for yourself and now he's here.

his insides melt as he mercilessly thrusts inside you. your velvety walls against his hard cock, scrambling your insides.

gojo changed. not only his demeanor but also his body. he's not the lanky guy you've always known. he got you pressed against the wall. your chunky legs hooked in his arms while he drills into you like there's no tomorrow for him to touch you.

his cerulean eyes holding more intensity than it ever had and you can't help but to melt. you couldn't hold eye contact with him more longer but the way he pounds into you and trapping you against the wall. it's useless.

"don't look away, pretty." he says and you obediently followed him. you could never say no to him.

you can feel the power and the strength he holds when he have you creaming around him. every part of your body jiggling, prominently on your stomach and your creamy thighs slapping against his muscular biceps.

his buff muscles contracts the more he holds you tight. the slap of his hips against yours so rough it makes you cry.

gojo grins looking at you so dumb and cock drunk from fucking you hard. he's just that good at giving you the utmost pleasure. your tears spilling at the corners of your eyes and he licks the salty tears.

"missed you so much, satoru." you managed to gasp out. wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him tightly to yours. no words are said.

biting the pulse in your neck and snaps his hips roughly. legs shaking and you can feel you were cumming too and you only cried burying your face in his neck.

he could keep this sweet torture but he won't last long too. need to fill you to the brim for all the days he's been away from you until he can see you spilling his cum. that would be great.

with a few thrusts, he groans. dumping his load inside you. spurts and spurts painting your walls inside, mixing with your juices and that will never be enough. he needs to keep filling you.

he's been long locked out of heaven and he won't waste another second from fucking you. again and again.

“suguru...”

the name came out of the blue. your eyes closed and your head slumped to his chest. you're wasted. barely making coherent words but the the name came in perfect. he supports you with his arms. saving you from the demise of falling face first. he hears a sniffle then it was followed by burst of tears in your eyes. looking at him in a haze where you began to grab his cheeks. your body sways and he steadies you in his strong arms.

"careful." he mumbles and then you're out of cold. he smiles at your drunk form. scooping you in his arms and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"let's get you home." he says before walking towards the exit.

he gently place you in the bed. removing your coat and placing it in the chair before your shoes followed suit. he runs cold water in a small towel.

he looks at your sleeping form. how much did you change in the last years? you're not your old self anymore but your soft features remains. the dimple in your cheek where it sinks when you smile. he missed you smiling.

he sits down in your bed. the mattress dips from his added weight. wipes the sweat in your forehead, the dried tears in your cherubic cheeks and the stain of booze in the corners of your mouth.

he wasn't doing good in cleaning you up. taking care of someone. his lips forms into a thin line. you look so peaceful in your sleep and it's been a long time since he had seen you so serene, calm like you didn't carry the burden of your world.

gojo couldn't help but to bitterly smile at the name you were calling earlier. there's no way you could have mistaken him for another but with the influence of the alcohol. he understands.

he can't speak of it no more. it seems taboo. one could be cursed when he speaks the name of his deceased friend. your lover. he didn't look like suguru a bit. they were like day and night. the sun and moon.

he don't have suguru's hair. no ounce of coal-colored strands in his hair. it's white. snow white. no purples in his eyes instead he have the deep cerulean eyes of his whole holds the strongest power in the universe.

you shift in your sleep and gojo looks at you. sees a tear falls out in your eyes and he catches it with his index finger. it must have been so hard for you. to lost your other half who loves you truly.

you're good at hiding your sadness. your frustration, the disappointment of not being able to protect who you deeply loved.

then gojo realizes. you've been holding it for too long. gojo could applaud for how good you are at hiding it. the smiles you give to others but it doesn't reach your eyes. the abuse of body. empty wrappers of fast food flowing out of your trash bin. drown yourself in the pleasure of alcohol. a temporary escape for everything.

the suicide missions. where he finds you lying on shoko's table or a frantic call from ijichi.

you hadn't moved on. drowning yourself in work and the feelings still unreciprocated. gojo said he'll wait for you. mend the broken pieces of your heart but can it be mended when it's long gone?

he finds himself taking care of you. a feat he never bothered with anyone. he gazes at you. the years piling up on you.

"what have you done, suguru." he badly wants to ask his friend who left you.

he grabs your hand in his. feel the softness of your hand in his roughed hands. it's warm. you were the breath of life in suguru's. he remembers the nights with drinks in their hands. suguru would talk about you fondly. a new kind of smile in suguru's face with your name in his lips.

now, it was left of unshed tears. the words you could never say in your right mind. it hurts. it hurts everywhere.

gojo shouldn't be affected by this. he got things to worry about but when he sees you. it's a reminder he still have you and it's not the end of suguru's absence.

"fuck you, suguru."

time couldn't heal the damage that had been done. it will haunt him and you with the ghosts of the past.

your eyes flutters open, you find gojo holding your hand.

"i'm sorry, satoru. i shouldn't have dragged you into this." the tears streaming down in your cheeks.

he kisses your knuckles, wipes the tears in your cheeks and he leans forward. kissing your forehead.

"it's not your fault, (y/n)." he assures you. his face softening while gazing at you. it's not your fault. you learned to love and suguru returned it.

he says, love is most twisted curse of all. you cursed yourself with it for suguru. he finally understands why he didn't cursed suguru at the end but he don't have an explanation for it.

for the strongest like him, he exorcised the toughest curses and humans alike and yet, he couldn't shield himself from cursing himself to you.

if loving you is being cursed, then so be it. he don't care even it lasts for a lifetime.

you know kuroo would be up to something from the moment he kneels in front of you. an excuse of tying the laces of your shoes.

"i don't like my girlfriend tripping when she's already fallen for me." he smugly smiles at you and then the next thing you knew. your skirt bunching up in your waist. his head between your thick thighs.

you could never trust kuroo tetsurou.

kuroo's a sly fucker who relies on underhanded tactics just to get what he wants when his sweet talks won't work and unfortunately you're one who fall for them and now you're under in his mercy with his tongue putting you in one of the sweetest tortures.

you can't help but to tremble. squeezing your thighs together, his bed hair peeking through between your thighs. sometimes you couldn't believe the duality kuroo have. he's nice, caring, a real gentleman to you and being the boyfriend you could ever ask for but kuroo could be such a tease.

"tetsurou, i fucking swear if we get caught, i'm giving you the cold shoulder for a week."

his lips wrapped around your clit before giving it a harsh suck, stealing a gasp coming from you. his head surfacing up and a shit-eating grin visible on his face with your slick dripping in his chin.

"you can't do that to me." before diving back again to your folds. you can't help but to roll your hips, gripping his wild hair. his arms wrapped in your doughy thighs. throwing your head back with breathless pants escaping from your mouth.

"tetsurou, just make me cum so we can finish— ahh, fuck." you curse under your breath. kuroo's so fucking good at eating you out. you can feel his tongue licking up and down in your folds. his nose bumping into your clit sending vibrations in your insides that leaves you gushing around him in which he gladly laps up.

you could feel the bastard smirking. your eyes scans the empty volleyball court. thoughts on what if someone comes and finds you spread out with kuroo in between your legs. the poor soul.

your stomach tightens, legs spasming and you can feel your orgasm creeping up. just a little more. grinding your crotch to kuroo's face. you're slightly worried he's suffocating but this man's ready to die and kuroo took this as an invitation to go faster with you. his skills already in full bloom to give you the best head in the empty volleyball court. this is going to be a core memory for him.

that's right, baby. roll that hips of yours. he thought. breathing in your scent while he slurps the slick gathering in your hole. you got the sweetest cunt he ever had. ignoring the tight pants and his cock begging to be given some attention. he's going to have that later. focusing on bringing the best orgasm to his chubby girlfriend.

with trembling thighs and the crushing of his skull. kuroo's getting close. the obscene noises getting louder while he wiggles his tongue inside you. come for me, baby. putting concentration and pressing his tongue to your lips and fuck, it should be like this every day and every night.

"fuck, tetsu" you cried out when you feel your orgasm snaps inside you. kuroo's drenched now by your essence but he didn't stop. lapping at the smooth, not too thin and thick viscosity of your cum. your juices flowing on his tongue like honey. kuroo continues to kiss your cunt until he's satisfied.

"you're the best, baby." he coos at you. swiping his tongue in the corners of his mouth to taste the remnants of your high. helping you fix yourself before putting a kiss in your inner thighs.

"that's enough, tetsurou."

"aww, just one more, please." he pouts, the grey in his eyes swirls but you just smack his arm.

"you'll get more, once we go home." you scolded him and kuroo beams up like a child. grabbing your back and assisting you to stand up.

fuck kuroo and his tongue. it's another lesson for you to never trust kuroo when he does something out of the blue.

dedicated for my gorgeous mootie-patotie @starrbright

─── a compilation of short drabbles from your faves

ᝰ.ᐟ bakugo fucking his chubby s/o in a cheerleader outfit

ᝰ.ᐟ various eating their chubby s/o's fat pussy

ᝰ.ᐟ geto's remedy for the bitterness

ᝰ.ᐟ various taking pleasure in bullying their chubby s/o

ᝰ.ᐟ megumi's oversized shirts purpose

ᝰ.ᐟ various bullies fucking their chubby s/o like they hate them

ᝰ.ᐟ kuroo tetsurou: a gentleman and a pervert

ᝰ.ᐟ to love is a curse and gojo would gladly be cursed as long he's with you

ᝰ.ᐟ various and their love for tying their chubby s/o

ᝰ.ᐟ itadori shamelessly jerking to todo's girlfriend's pictures

ᝰ.ᐟ gojo fucking his chubby s/o senseless

ᝰ.ᐟ itoshi rin gaslighting his chubby s/o

ᝰ.ᐟ yandere creeps stalking their chubby s/o

ᝰ.ᐟ osamu's baby fever

ᝰ.ᐟ various being edged by their chubby s/o

ᝰ.ᐟ itadori sharing his chubby girlfriend to fushiguro

ᝰ.ᐟ older men and their slut of a chubby darling taking their cock like a champ

ᝰ.ᐟ nanami's chubby s/o riding him

ᝰ.ᐟ takuma ino's unrequited love

ᝰ.ᐟ fucking dilf tsukishima

ᝰ.ᐟ nanami punishing his chubby darling for escaping

ᝰ.ᐟ wolf! issei stuffing his chubby bunny full of his cum

ᝰ.ᐟ nanami reuniting with his chubby s/o in his dream

ᝰ.ᐟ toji and his chubby wife and his menace of a son

ᝰ.ᐟ toji hearing his chubby wife sing for their sick baby

ᝰ.ᐟ kuroo's breeding kink

ᝰ.ᐟ satoru and his unhealthy obsession to his chubby s/o's cheeks

ᝰ.ᐟ satoru celebrating his birthday with his chubby s/o

｡‧˚ʚ°ɞ˚‧｡ ─── I WISH I WAS SPECIAL, YOU'RE SO FUCKING SPECIAL

yandere creeps who always feels so insecure with your presence. you alone suffocates them but they can't stop from following you around.

yandere creeps who are within the vicinity, they may be the man whose wearing the baseball cap, the hoodies or just the one who's been seating to you near like a decent human being.

yandere creeps who have a shrine made for you. multiple photos of you in different places. a whole photo album of you kept in their drawers and are regularly worshipped. they also get off to the photos of you. seeing your plush body so soft and accommodating for them and they feel irritated why you must be so perfect. they want to ruin you so bad.

yandere creeps who makes way in taking what you own. they got strands of your hair. your clothes. stolen panties when they break-in at your home but you'll never know. they sniff at it and inhales the scent stuck on your panties and jerks with it on their cocks. they always makes a mess out of it.

yandere creeps their hands itches. they want to ruin you so badly. feel the soft skin while they choke you until you can't breath. just for the pleasure of seeing you suffer because of yourself. they just simply can't get enough of you.

can you blame this yandere creeps? they're just so obsessed with you. they're awfully insecure of themselves and they only feel better when they see you suffer and writhe from their own hands.

Your first anime husband is going to fight against your current anime husband, who's gonna win?

suguru would win.

i'm not so sure about my first, he's kagami taiga from knb which would fight my current, suguru.

if it's a non sorcery fight, kagami would have a chance. considering my man is bulky and play sports and have stamina when it comes to physical activities and suguru would be on par with him considering he's good in hand-to-hand combat and in wits, suguru wins.

suguru will definitely win. he will use tactics against kagami which is a no-go. definitely that's all.