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𝐘𝐔𝐔𝐉𝐈 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈 - 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝟐:𝟐𝟑 𝐚𝐦

18+ minors dni, full nelson, yuuji being strong n pussy whipped, use of bunny, creampie, n dirty talk

tagging @novvabeam n @sems-diarie for this one folks

yuuji was always a simple guy - he never needed much and was content with whatever he had. that is, til he met you. with your soft smiles and croaky laugh you enticed and intrigued him til the knowing knocks of a puppy crush took root in the center of his mind and stemmed images of your face everytime he blinked. weeks of sweaty hands and cotton tongues passed before he confessed to you, at a small ramen place, he remembers when gojo took them there after getting rid of a d-list curse in a abandoned building. it was a sweet moment even with the shouts of nobara complaining how you could do better than someone who looks like they ate their bogers as a child when you recounted the event to her.

weeks of pinning turn to months of dating and within those months yuuji had fallen deeply and truly in love with you. you were the first thing he saw in the morning, the tokyo morning light dancing across your eyelids making you look like a angel and the last thing he saw at night, the side by lamp painting you soft in its orange glow.

of course within your months of a dating you puppy love grew physical and yuuji has come to terms with one alarming fact - he’s addicted to the dripping apex of your thighs.

so addictive that he finds his libido skyrocketing that he finds himself pawing at your bottoms whenever, wherever always with a soft, wanting pout,

“m’ sorry, need it. need to so bad.” he murmurs into your ear while nuzzling your jaw, strong hands rubbing at your hips.

so when yuuji looks at you with wanting eyes from across the kitchen counter you shouldn’t be surprised to where it leads you. well, it’s your fault to begin - you know how seeing you in your pretty pink skirt and frilly apron make him feel. you look so sweet, so domestic, you like his little house wife and all he wants to do is fuck load after load into your pretty pussy

his eyes turn to pawing and pawing turns to manhandling and before you can wrap your head around it, yuuji has your knees in the crooks of his elbows and skirt rumpled around you waist, fucking up into you. he groans right into your ear as he presses you up to the cool metal of the refrigerator, laughing lightly at the whine you make when your nipples pebble against the machine.

“y-yuuji-! y-yuuji, slo- oh god, slow down!” you cry as yuuji groans louder, biting into the soft skin of your neck to hide his whimper when you clench around him. you’re so silky and hot, it’s like the warmth of your cunt reaches what little power he has in his brain and turns it to mush. not to mention how saccharine you sound calling his name like that - pitchy and high and so pretty.

“c-can’t slow down. fuck, fuck, fuck, feels so good. so, so, s-so good-shit-!” you’ve reached down and played with your clit - he knows because he can hear the faint hiccups and little sobs that leave you at your short, sloppy n messy flicks of your wrist.

sensitive little bunny, can’t even play with your clit without crying your little heart out.

“good girl-fucking good girl. you’re so cute bunny, fuck, playing with yourself like that.” you cry out at the stinging of your neck, knowing their are imprints there and the pinching of your skin at your knees from his grip. shifting forward he can catch a glimpse of your front, your pebble nipples, faint indents of his teeth and the ripple of your thighs each time he moves.

“y-yeah — look, look, at my cock fuckin into you— my bunny, my fuckin’ bunnycunt.” he growls at you, soft brown eyes smoldered to a inky black as you whine helplessly as you tilt your head down to watch the thick shaft of yuuji’s cock shine with your slick. as the fat head of cock bumps into the wall of your cervix you cry out a warning,

“yuuji, yuuji, m gonna-gonna cum-! p-please, please, please~!” you squeal, legs locking out then kicking, bumping into the cool doors of the refrigerator and hanging helplessly limp above the kitchen floor.

“g-go ahead. cum for me, wanna feel it, want ya to cream on me.” he whines into the curve of your jaw as your pussy locks up and he feels your cream dribble out and down the curve of his balls, droplets splattering on the tile and on the inside of your thighs.

“wanna fill you up- gonna fill you up, want that bunny? wanna be full with me inside?” you cry and nod dumbly, thighs twitching each time he pulls back into your cunt. he licks at your neck and shudders with each overstimulated flutter of your velvety walls. you’re milking him, he knows you are- you want his cum, his babies so bad you’re pussy’s begging for it too.

he cums with a shout, eyes rolled back and crossed as he finally releases his cum into you, choking back a sob at how your pussy suckles around his flushed tip. with a few weak thrusts he grinds and bumps into the spot on your walls, making you wail til he pulls away with glossy strings of cum following after him.

he pulls away from the fridge and falls back to sit against the cupboards of the counter and is panting as he lowers your trembling legs to lay in his lap. sniffling you twist and turn til your lips press against his chin and press sloppy kisses,

“yuuji s’ leaking.” with a thin whine he reaches over and stuffs the splattered strings of his cum back into your fluttering cunt and pressed a kiss to the your temple.

“i’ll gave ya more in a bit bunny. want more.” he mumbles, nuzzling into your hairline, grinning at the weak squeak you give out.”