#Female reader

nobody knows.

┃your brother would kill you if he knew how dirty you get with his best friend.

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"Shut up. It's like you want to get caught."

his mouth is clamped on your face, trying to contain the moans escaping your mouth but his hand could only do so much. You're straddling his giant quads while he thrusts up into you from below.

It's 2am. You're supposed to be sleeping but instead, you're getting fucked by your brother's best friend. Your brother is sleeping a couple rooms down, completely unaware.

"Get off." he demands.

"Wha— why?"

"You don't know how to shut the fuck up."

He's lifting you off, but you clutch on to his shoulders, gluing yourself to him.

"I-I'm sorry, I'll shut up, please don't stop." you're so close to unraveling but it's just so, so hard to keep quiet. He reaches over to the foot of the bed and grab the panties he ripped off of you moments ago.

"Open."

You open your mouth and feel your own panties being shoved in your mouth. You look at him with wide, clueless eyes that ask him, "why?", but he thrusts up into you harshly, telling you to deal with it.

squelch squelch squelch

is all you hear right now, and the occasional groan from Toji. His hands hold your arms behind your back, leaving you helpless.

He's thrusting inside your warm cunt, fast and hard, chasing his own high. His mouth is slightly open, and his breath hits your shoulder blade, making you shiver.

"You're just gonna' let me use you like this? Huh?"

His hands move down to your ass, spreading you wide open so you can take all of him. You want to tell him it's too much, but you don't dare take the cloth out of your mouth; you know how mean he could be.

You resort to slapping him harshly on his chest, but he only slaps you right across the face. You whine loudly, arching your back in pain.

"Too much? Poor baby. Too bad you can't talk, huh?" he coos.

You love it. You love it so, so much. The way he's so much bigger than you made the sex 10x better, and he's so strong, putting you in whatever position he wanted you in.

"Can I fill you up, baby? Make you all mine?" how can you say no when he's asking so nicely?

You bob your head up and down, pleading him with your watery eyes. He comes so hard inside of you that his body is twitching aggressively in pleasure; his groans turned into soft moans, making you come all over him soon after. You both stay there, still dazed.

You take your panties out of your mouth, "Asshole," but you only earn a sharp slap to your ass.

knock knock knock

"Hey, is everything alright in there? Have you seen Toji?"

I guess the panties weren't as effective as Toji thought.

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A/N; i love toji's broke ass, I could fix him

1.0k words, quick read 𝑓𝑡. byf!toru ( +18 )

Satoru had you bent over the edge of the bed, one hand splayed between your shoulder blades keeping you down, the other locked around your hip. The mirror across the room caught everything ; your face half-buried in the sheets, mouth open, eyes glassy. He watched himself fuck into you, slow and deep at first, then harder when your thighs started shaking.

“Look at you,” he murmured, voice low and rough with that cocky edge he never bothered hiding. “Can’t even keep your eyes open. You’re taking it so fucking well.”

You made a soft, broken sound, more whine than word, fingers twisting in the blanket. He rolled his hips and bottomed out, grinding there just to feel you clench around him. Your reflection showed the exact second the pleasure hit, lips parting wider, a dazed little flutter of your lashes.

“There it is.” He pulled almost all the way out and snapped back in, the sound wet and sharp in the quiet room. “That face. I could watch it all night.”

You tried to push back against him, needy, but he controlled the pace completely. Every thrust forced another soft, high noise out of you. He leaned over your back, chest warm against your skin, and reached around to cup your chin, tipping your face up toward the mirror.

“Open your eyes for me babe.”

You did, slow and heavy-lidded. The sight of yourself, flushed, messy, completely taken made you clench hard around him. He groaned under his breath and fucked into you harder, the hand on your hip tightening until you felt the bruise forming.

“.. You love this uh ? Love getting bent over and used while I stare at how pretty you look when you’re falling apart.”

“Sa..toru—” Your voice cracked on his name, half plea, half complaint. You sounded wrecked already, needy and spaced out.

He chuckled, and slowed down just enough to make you whimper in protest. “What? You want it faster? Harder? Use your words, baby. I know you can.”

You shook your head against the mattress, hips trying to chase him. “Please… just—don’t stop—”

“Not stopping sweetheart.” He drove in deep again, the force of it rocking you forward. His free hand slid down your stomach and found your clit, circling slow and deliberate while he kept thrusting. “Not when you sound like that. Not when you’re this wet for me.”

Your arms gave out. You dropped fully onto the bed, face turned to the side so you could still see the mirror. He followed you down without missing a beat, covering you, fucking you into the mattress. Every stroke punched soft, desperate noises out of your throat. He watched the whole time, your open mouth, the way your eyes kept rolling back, the helpless little trembles that ran through you every time he hit that spot just right.

“That’s it,” he breathed against your ear. “You’re doing so fucking good for me.”

You were past coherent answers, reduced to soft, continuous whines and the occasional broken “please.” He kept the pressure on your clit steady, thrusts deep and relentless, until your whole body went tight under him. The orgasm hit hard, your reflection showed it clearly, the way your face crumpled, mouth falling open on a silent cry before the sound finally tore free.

He didn’t stop. He fucked you through it, slower now but still deep, riding the aftershocks until you were shaking and oversensitive, pushing weakly at his hip. Only then did he pull out, turn you onto your back, and push back in facing you. Your legs wrapped around him automatically. He braced over you, blue eyes half-lidded and smug, and started moving again, gentler this time, rolling into you while he watched every flicker of expression on your face up close.

“Still with me?” he asked, voice softer but still teasing.

You nodded, dazed, hands sliding up his arms. “Mmm… just—just slow for a second..”

“Got you.” He kissed the corner of your mouth, then deeper, swallowing the soft sounds you made. His hips kept a steady, deep rhythm, not rushing. One hand stroked your hair back from your face. “But you’re so fucking beautiful like this. Completely gone on my cock.”

You let out a quiet, needy whimper against his lips. He smiled into the next kiss, still moving, still watching you like you were the only thing in the room worth looking at.

“Gonna make you cum again princess,” he promised, low and certain. “Then maybe I’ll let you rest. Maybe..”

You didn’t argue. You just held on, legs tightening around him, already drifting back under the slow, relentless pleasure he was feeding you.

᭡ kali’s notes ⸻I think I’m a little obsessed with writing about him right now... He’s so much fun to write about him! Butttt anyway, I hope you liked it mwahh !

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Imagine trying to have a normal Halloween party but all of your guests are REAL monsters that are horny as FUCK.

You see a fairy prince rubbing his bulge as you walk by, some werewolves eyeing your hips with each step, and you swear those “fake” vampire teeth just got longer as if getting ready to sink into your neck-

You’ve gotta stop having open invite parties unless you’re ready to feel tentacles and knots stretching you out.

Humans are cute, and you’re a particularly intriguing snack to monsterkind. With those plump hips and soft tummy, they’re about ready to tackle you and get to making babies.

A few drinks in and your giggling as a bottle spins. You end up in a closet with something you can’t quite comprehend and leave with your panties soaked with viscous black fluid and mind numb.

Some pretty vampire boys take turns kissing you, their cold fingers traveling down your body. It’s only later that you realize they’ve begun drinking from your neck, you’re too buzzed to even notice the pain.

Your pussy gets played with by an incubus who doesn’t even try to hide his flicking tail. Not like you’d notice anyways, you’re too focused on the feeling of his tongue swirling your clit.

Several cocks enter you that night, some slimy and long, others short at first before growing longer and thicker once they cum. By the end of your night they’ve all left some sort of claim on you, and you’ll be visited by different monster suitors until you pick which one to mate with.

You’ve got the sight after all, even if you’re not aware of it yet, and monsters prefer a human that came see them when they’re plowing into them.

Hopefully next time you’ll actually realize you’re getting pounded by actual monster cock, though.

“shit baby, look at’cha,” toji sighs as his eyes follow your movements on his cock. you’re hypnotising him with the way you’re bouncing on his thighs, the mixture of cum on his lap making the sounds of your thrusts extremely loud and sloppy.

his big hands rest on your hips and then move up to your waist. toji’s always loved touching your body whenever he could while he has you in his bed. “c’mooon, let me see those pretty eyes.”

you’re moaning at the sound of those praises leaving toji’s lips. he does it subconsciously—telling you how beautiful you look whenever you take his fat cock. or how gorgeous you are and sound whenever he’s eating you out.

he brushes the hair out of your face, instinctively wanting to admire you. toji doesn’t realise it—everything he says and does comes so naturally to him. he was never like this with the other women he’s slept with.

“fffmgh, toji,” your noises are what drive him to keep going. toji hates how you have him wrapped around your finger. he’s a sucker for anything you do. and don’t get him started on the amount of times he nearly came into his pants from just the thought of your pretty face underneath him.

perhaps that is what people call love, toji shakes the thought away and focuses on fucking you properly. he grips your hips and lifts them up so he could thrust upwards into you, not wanting to think of such silly things anymore. foolish, there’s no way a man like him can ever love again.

he’s doing this for his own pleasure. not yours.

“toooji, c-can i cum, please? mhh, need’to,”

and yet, here he is, working hard to please you. to hear more of those moans in the shape of his name. to have you come undone in his arms in the most endearing way possible.

your enjoyment is what brings him pleasure. all toji needs is to see your eyes roll back once he sends you over the edge and he’s spilling everything he has inside of you.

toji closes his eyes and tries to drown out the thoughts. he chases after that high, wanting to fill you with his cum for the nth time that night, “not yet, princess. let’s cum together, m’kay?”

those are—once again—words he’s never uttered to any other woman before during sex.

perhaps he is in love. hopelessly in love.

ꮼ husband!satoru who will always be addicted to being a real eater.

"Toru—oh my god—baby, slow down." Your whines were music to Gojo's ears—with your fingers tugging tautly on his messy white locks. "You have to slow down."

Gojo hummed against your clit, glazed eyes meeting yours as his fingers squeezed your thighs. "Not happening, honey," he purred, pulling back to show off the glistening slick on his chin. "You taste too good."

He pressed a sloppy kiss over your trembling clit before pressing the flat of his tongue over your slit to leave a torturously slow lick.

"Oh! Nonono," your thighs closed around his head instinctively with a choked moan, tugging once more on his hair. "Don't do that."

"But baby!" He crooned, tearing off from you, jutting his lip out in displeasure. "You taste like heaven." Gojo grinned at the blush scattered across your cheeks. "You don't really want me to stop... do ya'?"

It took everything in you to keep your voice steady as you admitted, "No." You didn't want him to stop.

That's all it took; the glint in his eye was maddening as Gojo latched his lips back onto your swollen clit, sucking slowly.

He kept his eyes trained on how your expression twisted in pleasure—rubbing your thighs softly as he groaned at the taste.

"Oh damn it." You mewled out, jerking a hand to cover your mouth as Gojo teasingly went in circles around your clit, laughing softly at the flustered state he had you in.

He choked momentarily as your hand shoved him deeper into you; the squelch from wet-on-wet skin had his hips rutting down against the mattress with a muffled "Baby" as your hips arched into his mouth, chasing the vibrations his voice brought.

"How is your jaw not sore?" You hissed out, hips bucking helplessly, fingers tangling down to Satoru's scalp as tears began to prick the corners of your eyes.

The coiling heat burrowing itself low in your stomach felt like it was going to snap any second.

"I don't pay any attention." He pulled back, just enough to tease your clit with the tip of his tongue. "Why, honey, want me to stop, ice my jaw & finish later, hmm?"

The sentence barely made it to your ears before your hand tugged him back down, flush into your soaked pussy; he groaned lowly before getting back to work.

It felt like he was making out with your cunt—lips, tongue, nose, and everything pressing perfectly into your sinful flesh as he feverishly lapped at your slit.

His own sobbing moans escaped with each sweep of his tongue, fingers tugging your thighs tighter around his ears.

He trailed one hand down the back of your thigh with a cruel slowness, shifting just enough that he hissed against your aching clit in sync with his neglected cock rubbing the mattress.

"Hey, hey," you whimpered, thighs clenching tightly around him. "Careful."

"M'sorry, honey." He cooed, slowly sliding two of his sweet, sweet fingers around your entrance before sinking them inside you. "Does that make you feel better?"

"Mm-hmm," you purred, tugging his hair softly, Gojo's fingers slowly sinking deeper into your pulsating cunt with a needy groan as he slurped over your clit once more.

He could feel how your body trembled: shaky thighs, hips struggling to stay against your mattress, and fingers toying with his hair; hell, even the sinful noises that bubbled out of your mouth were a show of how close you were.

Every last detail was driving him mad as he began scissoring you open; his thick fingers were doing God's work to please you, & you both knew it.

With a final teasing kiss to your clit, he pulled back. "C'mon, baby, I've got you; it's alright." His fingers curled almost perfectly, grinning as your hips bucked up. "There you go, c'mon."

Gojo darted his tongue out to lick the sweet slick off his lips with a sharp flick of the wrist—white-hot pleasure ripping through you as your hips bucked off the bed.

The evidence of your orgasm soaking Gojo's face & arm—and your poor satin sheets—as he let out a laugh of pure glee.

What a fucking sight.

"Well... good mornin' to you too, princess." He rasped, pressing rapid, teasing kisses to your knee—his free hand rubbing softly against your shaking skin.

"Baby, I see stars. You're evil." You whimpered, thighs trembling as he slowly pulled his fingers free, slowly slipping his tongue between them to lick off your juices. "Nonono, Satoru, that's gross."

"Bullshit." He purred, leaning down to kiss up your stomach slowly. "I'll have you know, that both my meal—" He paused to press chaste kisses up your breastbone, stopping only once he reached your collarbones. "—and my pretty girl are absolutely delectable."

He burrowed his face into the crook of your neck with a near-silent hum.

"You're such a prick," you groaned, curling a hand to latch onto his hair again, grudgingly scratching his scalp. "And sticky."

"You're still okay, right?" Gojo whispered, pulling back just enough to meet your gaze, his fingers trailing up & down your sides in an attempt to soothe.

"Yes. I'm fine, you idiot." You grumbled out, leaning up to press a soft kiss to his temple & subtly adjusted your hips under his. "Give me a minute?" Your free hand tangled into the back of his shirt. "Just… just lie with me though."

"Yes, ma'am, I've got you." He assured, pressing a quick kiss to your neck. "Just breathe, baby."

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 : rewrote my first Gojo smut fic to celebrate 10k. original.

˗ˏˋ VIDEO PHONE .ᐟ ˎˊ˗

✰ starring: toji, geto, choso, sukuna, gojo, nanami

♡ content warnings: fem! reader, overstím, voice kínk, begging, pet names, crying, e-sex, nudés, edging, praise, mutual mastúrbation, transportation (g.s), finger sucking, spanking, true form sukuna, double pen, breaking furniture (g.s), biting.

♡ a/n: I had a loooot of fun with this one :p

RYOMEN ♡ SUKUNA

"I-it was a letter, Kuna!" you moaned into the pillows. Your voice was muffled under the pressure of his hand keeping you still.

"Seduction, no less, I-I have duties that you cannot seem to let me attend to." He grumbled, soft groans slipping through his pursed lips.

You couldn't help that he got turned on by your handwriting! It kind of concerned you the lengths and distances he would go.

The parchment lay crumpled beside your head, ink bleeding into the silk sheets where his clawed thumb had pressed too hard, too eager.

you told katsuki you were a virgin much before your relationship started, and thankfully katsuki was actually pretty nervous about that shit anyways, mostly cause he was a little bitch deep down but also because he was terrified of hurting or scaring you off. sooo, you had time to get comfortable around him before you had to start worrying about sex. it didn’t worry katsuki either, not at the start of your relationship atleast. but when the time started to get around three months of dating, he was losing control. the more inlove and consumed he became .. the more harder trying to control the urges he promised he buried down became.

it became so bad nearly everything you did made him hard. you had this natural purity about you, the idea of corrupting and taking your virginity .. being the first to bury himself inside of you. it fucking ruined him.

the kitchen glowed with a soft warmth, sunlight spilling through the windows while the stove filled the room with gentle heat. beside you, katsuki moved around the counter with rolled sleeves and flour-dusted hands, making the whole space feel warmer than it had any right to.

you wanted to help him make dinner, obviously your help consisted of you standing there watching him stir the sauce. “yknow your a great help.” he muttered dryly, sarcasm coating his words as his eyes flicked to you. “you literally won’t even let me help.” his response was an eye roll but the corner of his lips quirked into a smile. mindlessly, he dipped two of his thick fingers into the sauce the consistency thick against his digits. “oo— i wanna try!” you stated, he stood back expecting you to do anything other then grab his hand and wrap your mouth around his fingers, your tongue flattened beneath his fingers gently sucking on the seasoning.

you’d think for katsuki he’d have some cocky reaction, but he just froze. unable to process the blooming feeling in his stomach. he didn’t feel like he was in control of the situation, blush coated his cheeks much more obvious then he’d like to admit, internally he swore he could feel all the blood rush to his cock as the hardening length strained against the fabric of his boxers.

his eyebrows were slightly pulled inwards as a little sound left his throat but the second your eyes met the weakened red ones looking at you, his composure pulled back. you had to manually pull his fingers from your mouth with your hand

watching in real time as his head almost dropped. “i-i uh gotta go to the bathroom. jus- stay here.” he muttered all the usual dry strain in his voice had melted down into a clearer sorta more aware vocality.

you hummed as he walked off, slowly smiling to yourself because it was just so easy to get to katsuki and you knew the second you let him on you he’d be fucking you senseless, you’ve always wondered how long can katsuki bakugo really hold out for?

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