Skiatrosis - ★

—can’t compete with mine

pairing: eren yeager x fem!reader

warnings: heavy smut (it’s mostly smut >.<), cunnilingus, slight dubcon (reader is intoxicated), handjob, drinking, mentions of smoking, lowkey manipulation, choking, daddy!kink, corruption!kink, dacryphilia, dumbification, size kink, creampie, unsafe sex, scumbag!eren, dom!eren, college!au

a/n: the devil is a lie, them other girls…

“So, who do you know here?”

“Um, Eren. Eren Yeager?” You have to yell over the music— you aren’t even inside yet but the porch vibrates from the bass of the speakers.

The red-haired boy scoffs, nearly choking on his drink. “You know Eren?” He does a quick once-over, eyes scanning your body, cheap dress and all. “Sure about that?”

Your fingers clench into fists, but you force yourself to take a deep breath, not wanting to ruin your chances of getting into the party by telling this prick to fuck off. “Yeah.” It comes out as a hiss. “He was in my chem class.”

Another incredulous look is tossed your way. “You want me to ask him? Right now? See what he says?”

“Y’know what— whatever.”

You turn on your heels, ignoring the blooming heat on your cheeks as you hear the man snicker behind you. Gah. You aren’t even sure why you came— Eren’s a bit… annoying, in the way most guys are, but he’s been begging you to come by to one of his frat party for weeks now.

C’mon, it’ll be fun. Just come by for one drink, that’s it, for all your troubles of tutoring me.

You swear there’s a hidden tone behind his words, something mischievous, even sinister, which is why you have never gone until today: no classes, no plans. He’ll finally get off your back if you stopped by. Might as well try.

So now, whatever, you tried. He can appreciate the effort when you tell him later—

“Hey! Teach! Where are you going?”

Your heels dig into the ground on their own, forcing your body to stop at the sound of the familiar nickname— something stupid he came up with after you had to tutor him through the whole semester. You wince, wishing your legs could move, but Eren’s voice just has a certain spell on you, the convincing lift in his tone that makes you want to do whatever he wants. It’s dangerous, he’s dangerous, and all you want to do is leave.

“Oh, hey.” You turn towards him, tossing up a hand to give him a small wave. “I’m just—“

“Don’t tell me you’re leaving.” Eren bounds down the porch, a red solo cup in his hand, how clichéd. He looks like he belongs here, fitted with a blue unbuttoned shirt that gives you a front-view of his abs and khaki shorts that are a bit too tight. You try not to look so hard at the bulge.

“Y’know her, Yeager?” The dunce at the door speaks up, eyebrow furrowing as he watches the two of you talk.

“She’s my lab partner. Helped me pass chem last semester.” Eren frowns. “Don’t tell me you sent her out, Flotch. Might have to put you on clean-up duty now.”

Flotch’s face pales, making Eren turn to wink at you. “C’mon, now.” He places a hand on your lower back, giving you no room to argue as he gently pushes you back up the steps and into the house.

You try not to look so smug as you pass Flotch on your way in.

The place is absolutely packed, fraternity and sorority members and just randoms from campus sprawled out in the house. You can spot a pong game in the kitchen, there’s a group smoking from a bong on the couch, and a guy and a girl— wait, is that Connie and Sasha from psych?— dirty dancing on top of a table.

“Cool party.” You comment as you watch a couple by the stairs fully make-out, tongues wrapping around like fevered snakes. Gross.

“Thanks. Would you like a drink?”

“Yes, actually.”

Swiftly, he drags you to the kitchen with his fingers wrapped around your wrist. As he takes you through the house, your attention catches onto the coolness of his rings and the roughness of his palm instead of the wild party happening around you.

He presents you with a red solo cup. When you sniff at the red liquid suspiciously, he smirks. “It’s punch, sweetheart. Not iodide.”

Your lip twitches. “You mean cyanide, genius. But this does smell like poison.”

“It actually might be. Connie made it, so…”

“Ah.” You take a sip, managing to keep in your wince so you don’t look like an idiot in front of him. “Tastes like candy.”

He laughs, a breathless chuckle that makes your heart pound. “Alright.”

You expected him to go away by now, but he’s still here, leaning against the kitchen counter as you try your hardest to finish this drink. Even as a group of girls walk past, giggling “hey, Yeager!” in his direction, he simply lifts a hand in acknowledgment but doesn’t even leave your side to talk to them. Huh.

“Y’know, you don’t have to babysit me.”

“Ha?” Eren raises a brow, sipping on his own drink now. “What do you mean?”

“Like…” His eyes are so wide, so green, that you have to look away, lowering your gaze to your cup as you circle the rim of it with your index finger. “You can go hang out with Armin or Mikasa, your friend group or whatever. I can manage here.”

He cocks his head to the side, confused. “Do you not want me here?”

“No, no!” You jerk your head back up. “No, I just—“

Eren hides a grins as you fumble with your words, making you even more flustered. “I just… don’t want to be a burden. You don’t have to be here if you don’t want to.”

He leans in, crowding you against the counter. “I want to be here.”

“Ah—” You try for a smart retort but you can’t— it’s as if the scent of his sharp cologne is making your senses go foggy. Eren isn’t helping either, the tip of his tongue peeking out to wet his lips as he glances down your dress, checking you out in a way that felt completely different from the way Flotch was doing earlier.

“Nice dress. A step up from your groutfits.”

“Hey.” You bring your hand up to shove at his chest. “My groutfits are cool. Besides, you’re the one who wears fucking khakis to class.”

He smirks. “You pay attention to what I wear?”

Your eyes widen at his lowered tone, at the gravely sound of his laughter that follows the comment. It slowly creeps in how vulnerable you are in this position— Eren’s hands are pressed up against the cupboard above you, caving you in as his face tips over yours. Your palm is still pressed up against his chest, his tan skin warm and alive under your fingers.

“Well?” He whispers, and you can feel his breath pan against your lips, so soft and cajoling— it just makes you want to lift up on the tips of your toes to close the distance between you two.

“Only because you’d spill something all over them every single lab.” You pull him in by his collar, moving your lips to his ear. “You’re a bit of a klutz, Yeager.”

“Woah!” Jean comes stumbling through, clearly wasted, clasping an arm around Eren and effectively pushing him off of you. “Yo, Eren! Where’s the beer, bro?”

The drink in Eren’s hand sloshes all over from the movement, bright red punch making a splash right on your dress.

Eren’s eyes widen. “Oh shit, fuck, I’m sorry—“

You dab away at the fabric— the stain was going away just fine. “I’m good. Not your fault.” Your eyes flicker to Jean accusingly, who’s too busy smiling at Eren.

“Damnnnn, sorry about that. Y’know, Eren, I think there are extra t-shirts in our room, right?” He squeezes his shoulder, very obviously winking at him. “Maybe you can take your girl up there, huh?”

Eren’s eye twitches in annoyance. “Tone it down a little, yeah?”

“Yeah?” Jean wiggles his brows, teeth sparkling with his smile.

“Shut the fuck up.”

“Uh, actually—“ You interrupt, glancing between the two boys as they exchange some weird secret. “I think I’ll, ah, go dry off in the bathroom. Where is it?”

“Nah, I’ll take you up to my room.” Eren quickly ushers you away from Jean, notably glaring in his direction. “There’s a bathroom in there anyway.” As you walk away from the kitchen, you could have sworn that Jean was giving Eren two thumbs-up.

Huh.

“So what was that all about?” You gently bounce onto Eren’s bed— of course, he would have a waterbed— as he digs through his closet to find a t-shirt for you to wear. His room is surprisingly clean, a few posters of indie bands up on the walls, random sports equipment neatly tucked in a corner.

“What are you talking about?” Eren pops his head out of his closet to toss you a shirt. It’s big— bigger than your dress— and smells like Eren— a mix of pine and sandalwood. He’s enough of a gentleman to turn around as you peel your dress off, but you turn your back to him as well.

“Y’know, with Jean.” You stumble as the dress pools around your waist. The jungle juice was probably as strong as it tasted. “Are you going to kill me up here or something?”

When he doesn’t respond, silence filling the room, you twist around to face him. “Um, Er—”

The world sweeps from beneath you, legs buckling as your dress catches at your ankle. Before you can even yelp, Eren has a steady hold on your waist— bare waist, mind you— with his face just inches from yours.

“Well, who’s the klutz now?”

You narrow your eyes. “Fuck off, Yeager.”

He glances down. “Didn’t take you as a pink girl, either.”

You blink, slowly but surely realizing that you’re in your underwear in front of him— in front of Eren Yeager. Fit with a frilly hot pink bra and underwear set that is an absolute monstrosity, but, to be fair, you didn’t think you’d end up in a situation like this. What the fuck were you thinking, coming to a frat party?

“Shut up.” You try to pull away from him but he’s eager, keeping you as close to him as possible.

“Why? You’re cute when you’re embarrassed.”

“Stop saying things like that!”

“Or what?”

“Or—”

Your voice hitches as Eren brushes your hair away from your face. With a roll of his eyes— “You’re the smartest idiot I know,” He mumbles— Eren runs his hand through your hair, effectively tilting your head up and slotting his mouth perfectly against yours.

Finally.

It’s like all the tension dissipated for a single moment, each of you relaxing in the embrace of the other as his tongue coaxes your mouth open— but it builds back up quickly with how eager the two of you are. While you’re busy moaning into his mouth, Eren simultaneously swallows them down and strips himself of his shirt.

“So— fucking— hot.” He gasps between breaths, palms moving down to grope your ass before lifting you up, legs wrapping around his torso. The alcohol you drank is giving you the power to lean down and bite the salty skin by his neck, sucking pretty bruises onto his skin.

Eren groans as he guides you to the bed, tossing you down and watching your tits bounce at the impact. “Wanted to do this for so long.” He licks his lips like a predator looking at its prey, a cat that’s got the cream. “Don’t know how much I’ve thought of this.”

You shiver from his words, from his stare, as he nudges your shoulder to lay back. He looms over your clothed cunt, gaze narrowing in at the wet spot that has formed. His thumb brushes at it lewdly.

“All this for me?” He hooks his fingers around the waistband, tugging your thong down your legs. He whistles, low and deep. “Prettiest fucking pussy, I swear.”

“Eren!” You whine. Your eyebrows pinch as your eyes close, knees clacking against each other as you shut the space between your legs. “‘S embarrassing.”

Eren rolls his eyes and pries open your legs with ease, his biceps tightening and rippling and making your pussy drip even more. “It’s true.” He dips down, tongue dragging up your folds and making you yelp in surprise. “Prettiest pussy.”

You open your mouth to complain but all that comes out is a squeal. “E-Eren!”

He’s a fucking menace, sucking and slurping and eating you out like you’re his last meal, his teeth occasionally coming out to nip at your inner thigh. When you gasp at the sensation of him gently biting your clit, nerve endings that you didn’t even know existed crackling to life, he chuckes, laughing at you as he rolls it on his tongue and against his perfect pearly rows.

“Ah, fu-shit!” Your teeth sink into your bottom lip, palm slapping over your mouth as you hold back a moan, not wanting to be loud and under Eren’s scrutiny.

“What? Cat got your tongue, teach?” He snickers to himself, slapping the side of your thigh. He digs himself a little deeper between your legs, his nose nudging right at your clit. “Guess I’m not trying hard enough.”

If you thought the last five minutes were bad, this is… this is… you can’t even describe it. Eren’s fingers spread your lips as wide as they’ll go, tongue prodding deep inside you. You must be soaked, drenched from yourself and slick with his spit, completely debauched. Eren is crazed— you can’t tell if he’s focusing on your pleasure or his own as he hums and moans against you, his hips digging into the bed to ease the tension between his legs.

He’s right— he wasn’t trying hard enough before. You don’t even bother to cut off your screams when he latches onto your clit, your mouth spilling “ah, Eren!”’s and “oh, fuck!”s, and the “ohmygodImcumming!”

You flood his mouth, gushing and overstimulated as he laps up everything you’ve offered. When the haziness clears up, vision slowly returning after being completely blinded from the orgasm, his face hovers above you. Green eyes glow like the moon hitting the ocean just at the right angle, slickness drenching his lips and chin, his canines glinting as he grins.

“Fucking hell, teach.” He sounds amused. “Didn’t know you could squirt.”

Weakly, you push his head away from you. “Didn’t know I could, either.”

He raises a brow. “Never did that before?”

“Don’t let it get to your ego, Yeager.”

“Me? Never.”

He grabs you by the ankles, pulling you to the edge of the bed. As he stands, the bulge becomes a lot more noticeable, a lot more intimidating. Your own hands begin to move on their own, fingers digging into his waistband and tugging down desperately.

“Like what you see?”

Your eyes flicker up. “Thought I told you not to get cocky.”

His eyes sparkle with humor. “So now you want to talk about my cock—”

“I swear to God, Yeager.”

Your cheeks flare and he laughs, giving you a break by pulling down his pants and boxers in one go, his length bouncing up and just barely missing your face.

Knowing Eren, you should have known that he’s cocky for a reason. He’s long and thick, thicker than anyone else you’ve been with. A prominent vein runs up along the bottom of him, leading right up to the pearl that drips from his tip. Your thumb catches the drop, spreading it down and gently squeezing, watching as Eren’s eyes roll back. Thrill runs through your veins— a god is at your mercy.

“F— fuck!” He jerks his hips into your hand, head tossing back. “Keep doing that, baby. Fuuuuck.”

It’s quite a sight, seeing Eren gasp and groan and grit his teeth while you control him with your soft hand, pumping him up and down at a steady pace. Drops of sweat perspire on his temples, down his chest and on his pelvis— you find your throat getting dry as you wish to lick him up, cheeks flushing at the audacity of your own thoughts.

Fuck this. From the strength of your power high— and whatever was in that jungle juice— you kneel up, tongue darting out to lick up his abs, his chest, his neck, hand still pleasing his cock.

“Sh— shit. What are you—”

“Want you inside me.” You whisper in his ear, him hissing at the desperation in your tone. “Please, ‘ren, need you so bad.”

‘Need you’ nearly sends him over the edge, his pupils widening into saucers. Eren manhandles you— “Ah! Eren!”— pushing your head into the sheets with your ass raised high.

“Gonna feed this pretty pussy.” He groans, jerking his hips so that his cock grinds right up against you, the tip just barely catching your entrance and making you gasp. “Make it mine.”

He’s right there, slowly pushing in and letting you adjust. It’s too fast— you feel tears welling your eyes from the burst of pleasure.

“‘Ren, too much, too big, I can’t—”

Your hand moves behind you, trying to push back against his front. He easily swats it away.

“C’mon, teach. You can take it f’me, can’t you?” He coos as he pushes in deeper, reveling in your gasps. “You’re doing so good, atta girl.”

You feel woozy, lightheaded when his balls settle right against your ass, his entire length lodged inside you. It’s unfair, really, how he’s got you shivering and clenching around him while he’s still standing upright, hand coming down to slap your ass.

“So fucking tight, baby. Need ya to loosen up, can my good girl do that?”

He’s fucking babying you, of course he is. It’s payback for all the times you’ve rolled your eyes at him— you’re not exactly secretive— for not knowing the difference between ionic and covalent bonds. Now he’s the one who gets to dumb this all down for you, dumb you all down for him.

So as you numbly moan, his hand having to guide yours towards your clit, Eren feels his pride grow exponentially, his gaze narrowing in on the movements of your fingers circling it around. He feels you slowly loosen up, and hell, if it doesn’t feel like heaven itself is stuck right between your legs.

“So good for me.”

With that, he’s pulling out and thrusting back in, hypnotized by the way his cock is covered in gossamer strands each time he does so. The little “‘rens!” that are muffled by the pillow under your face spurs him on even more, balls slapping loudly against you as he digs his heels into the carpet and completely wrecks you.

“Gonna c-cum! Eren, please… wanna cum!”

Eren thinks he’s going to die— his heart flutters at the same pace as your cunt, thumping and racing and— fuck, fucking hell, you’re practically choking his cock with how your clamping down on it. He’s dizzy, overwhelmingly drunk on the taste and feel of you. This is better than any high he’s ever had, even better than the wins of football games or a kill streak on Call of Duty— which is saying something, seriously. He thinks, knows, he can die here peacefully, balls deep inside you, with a smile on his face as he goes. Eren reminds himself to thank Jean after this.

“Cum then.” Eren manages to break from his thoughts to answer you. “What are ya waiting for?”

“Can’t!” You’re hiccuping into the sheets, fingers pinching uselessly at your clit. Your dignity is long gone, you don’t even care, too busy chasing the feeling that you can’t grab: “Need you to h-help me, please ‘ren, I-“

“Shhh, alright, okay, Daddy’s got you.”

And you groan, cringing from the term and trying to move away from him but not being able to with his fingers digging into your love handles. Eren keeps you snug against him, idea blooming in his brain, lightbulb floating over his head.

“I’ll give you want you want, teach. Only if you call me Daddy.”

“Mmph, no, ah!” You try to push against him, rolling your hips but not getting the satisfaction of him thrusting into you. “F-fuck you. You’re such a p-perv.”

“Hmm, maybe I am.” He leans down, wrapping a hand around your throat to lift you up against him, your back to his front. “But you are too, aren’t ya?”

There’s so much pressure, the weight of him against you, the feeling of him hot and heavy inside of you— and nothing is alleviating it. A pathetic mewl leaves your lips, fuck him, fuck this. “D-daddy, please, fuck me.”

“See? Was that so hard, teach?”

Yes, you want to scream, but you’re afraid of biting your own tongue off as Eren drags you back and forth on his cock again, his fingers dipping down to tease your throbbing clit. “Cum f’me, sweetheart, you can do it now, ha? Got Daddy helping you, c’mon teach, just let go.”

The authority in his voice is enough— a wail of “‘ren!” and you’re toppling over, limply in Eren’s grasp as he jerks into you rapidly, desperate for his own high. He doesn’t have to go far to chase it— you’re clenching him so hard he can’t even think, cumming quickly and seeing white before collapsing, laying right on top of you as he softens inside you.

“How was that, teach?” Eren mumbles in your ear, teeth grazing the shell of it. “Worth an A plus?”

“G’off me.” You squirm under him.

“Let me take you out.”

“W-what?”

“Like a date.”

“With me?”

Eren bites down on your lobe, making you squeak. “Fuck teach, I thought you were smart.”

“I am! I just… fine. Only if you let me breathe.”

He rolls off of you, still keeping you tight against him as he kisses your pink-tinged cheek. You smile, matching his grin. “You’re an idio—”

There’s a knock at the door. “Yo, Eren. You fuck her yet?”

You stiffen against him, Eren stilling his movements too before barking out: “Fuck off, Kirstein.”

“You planned this?”

“Uh.” Eren runs a hand through his hair sheepishly. “Maybe?”

“You are an idiot. Actually.”

“Hey, you liked it!”

“You ruined my dress!”

“Oh, whatever.” He pins you under him with ease, canines peeking through his smirk. “Daddy’ll just buy you a new one.”

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Okay and it is so hard to make a normal face when sukuna's tongue is literally swirling against your own...

And when itadori turns around and sees you a blushing mess 😳

Okay I'll go

Eeek!! So I had this idea last night when I was just about to sleep..!

Like imagine your with itadori on a mission and like you have to hide and you for some reason couldn't keep quiet so he puts his hand on your mouth and like sukuna sees this as an opportunity...

He makes his mouth come on itadori's hand and kind of makes out with you...😳😳

Please I'll stop ✋🏻 😭😭

Also let me know if you want me to write about this! Or if you're a writer reblog this and go crazy!!

:))

Please elaborate on iwa maddog threesome 🧎

man some of the tags on this post specifically about iwa and kyoutani have had me ROLLING

Iwa who fucks you slow and deep and sensually and Kyoutani who is just an animal- but who's watching the way Iwa touches you and trying to imitate it, in his own way.

Iwa kisses along the edge of your jaw to your throat, murmuring how good you are, how deep you're taking him, how tight you feel.

Kyoutani holds your chin in one big, life-roughened hand and drags his teeth along your pulse point while he grunts out praise about your pussy.

Iwa lets you taste yourself off the tips of his fingers, brushing them gently across your swollen lips for you to welcome in, and Kyoutani presses down against your tongue in a vague replication of the same gesture, but it has you drooling from the corner of your mouth as you moan around the digits.

Iwa fucks your mouth while Kyoutani fucks you from behind, Iwa instructing his former kouhai to slow down, to be gentle- but his voice fails him when one of the younger man's brutal thrusts has you gagging around him, throat sucking him in tight.

And Kyoutani listens, or he really tries to - Iwa's the only man who's ever really been able to get him to fall into line. And you just feel so fucking good and you're making his senpai feel good, and it only makes him fuck you a little bit harder, a little bit meaner.

But truthfully no one seems to have any complaints.

GUYS! 

…Ghosts We See MC dancing to this song in Hyquile?

Ghosts We See // ficlet 04: Hips Don’t Lie

When Oikawa Tooru, Crown Prince of Aoba, took up Iwaizumi’s suggestion of taking you to the festival in Seijoh tonight, he had no idea that it would come to this.

You had been distressed as of late with everything going on, and you had always been an easy one to read. You wore your heart on your sleeve, just as Oikawa wears a smiling mask.

Attending the festival had instantly put a bright smile on your face, blindingly so, and Oikawa had found himself seeking out that light as your hand pulled on his arm, weaving your figures through the crowds and the stalls that popped up especially for tonight. Iwaizumi is nearby as always, dressed in regular clothes instead of his gleaming armor that he usually wore as a Blue Knight, following after Oikawa and you to make sure nothing happened to the Crown Prince and that you didn’t drag yourself into danger as you were apt to do. 

Oikawa is careful to keep his own disguise on, one hand frequently pulling down at the beret that shadowed his eyes and steadied his glasses that slid down every time you tugged him forward. 

Oikawa did not know you had it in you to- how did you put it again?- ‘party’ the way you did. He supposed the novelty of experiencing a festival in an alternate world could fill anyone with an abundance of excitement. You tried every single food and candy, and Oikawa is more than happy to try them with you. It has been years since he ate some of these local sweets; his caretaker had been quite strict with his diet growing up, and rarely did he get to enjoy the sweeter foods his own people would often produce and eat.

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Sameee I have an exam tomorrow :)))

a bitch has an exam in like 2 hours

This is a quite small fic but it works I guess

Okay so you have know itadori your (almost) whole life you found him rather attractive but that's just a fact he is attractive and on top of that he has a body that can put gods to shame , But when itadori told you he had a 'curse' inside him you didn't know what to believe,you know he won't lie to you but...a curse,seriously? But things changed when you two were hanging out one, it was a Saturday evening(almost night) everything was going well until itadori gets a call about some courses in the area(again with that bullshit itadori!) Itadori didn't want to take to with him for your safety but being here alone at night wasn't the best option either...so like a bestfriend he took you with him! It was really creepy inside that big house that he took you to find the 'courses' he went up stairs and left you at the entrance of the house you were just looking around when a big monster came your way

What were you going to do now?! Itadori heard your scream and came as fast as he could, seeing you crying and shaking was not the most pleasant sight he couldn't fight the curse with you there so he decided to hid and comfort you instead

Itadori loved you but God you were so loud crying, and the at the  worse timing the curse came in the room you two were in right now before you could scream Itadori had put his hand on your mouth unknown to you both that the curse inside Itadori had taken this as a opportunity, Sukuna the king of courses had his eye on you for a long time now that he had such an opportunity how could he let it go? Itadori didn't even notice that there was sukuna's mouth on his hand you didn't either until you felt someone kiss you so roughly it was almost that he wanted to eat you, you were so stunned...! What was this all who was kissing you from Itadori's hand and ... why were you so ... so happy it felt amazing you didn't know who it was but one thing you did know was that this guy was a great kisser

Oh how you will never forget that day...!

This is not proofreaded,excuse any mistakes!

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random texts with bonten

𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘴: 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘶, 𝘳𝘢𝘯, 𝘮𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘺, 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘻𝘶, 𝘬𝘰𝘬𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘪 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘰

kinks hcs

once again, feeding the horny worms out here

afab!reader

agedup!characters

featuring various characters from jujutsu kaisen, tokyo revengers, attack on titan, my hero academia and kuroko no basuke

trigger warning: smut (degradation, size kink, breeding kink, brat taming)

𝐃𝐄𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 kink.

"you're such a fucking slut, watching me while I touch myself."

you whine weakly, trying to rub your legs together but the ropes keep your legs wide open, making it impossible for you to get friction where you hopelessly need.

"whores don't get to touch themselves are they? look at the mess you've made and I haven't even touched you yet." he says as he rises from his seat.

"please... plea-" you try to beg, watching him slowly get on top of you but a slap on the curve of your ass interrupts you.

"please what?" he demands, lifting your chin up to look into your eyes.

you feel the bulge of his pants brush against your clit, making your legs tremble.

"master! please master." you quickly respond and a condescending smile appears on his lips.

not letting go of your chin, he slowly runs his thumb over your lower lip.

"that's right. I am your master, and you are my slut. repeat after me: you. are. my. slut."

you do as he says, repeating his words while looking up at him like he was your lord and savior.

"good. now let me take a look at the mess you've made down there and see how much you soaked the sheets you dirty fucking thing."

𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 kink.

gojo satoru, toji fushiguro, naoya zenin, sukuna, katsuki bakugo, hitoshi shinso, dabi, tomura shigaraki, baji keisuke, hanma shuji, nahoya kawata (smiley), haruchiyo sanzu, izana kurokawa, hajime kokonoi, ran haitani, rindo haitani, levi ackerman, eren yaeger, porco galliard, aomine daiki, akashi seijuro, midorima shintaro

"ah ah not so soon little thing." he coos at you, gently caressing your cheek.

you lift your hips, trying to get the friction you desperately want to make you cum, but a harsh slap on your thigh makes you stop. your eyes start watering over all the frustration you feel, your chest rising up in an irregular rhythm, trying to catch your breath trough your parted lips. he sees the anger and the exasperation in your eyes and it makes him smile.

"but...fuck, I want to cum..."

the man tilts his head to the side, giving you a fake compassionate smile.

"aw you want to cum so bad?" his condescending tone makes you whine and you shake your head yes.

you see him lowering his eyes to your throbbing pussy, feeling fully exposed, as he licks his lips, seeing your hole clenching around nothing. perhaps it's this delightful sight that makes him start to rub your swollen clit again, not quickly enough for your liking as you try to lift your hips once again but this time he grabs your skin harshly, holding you in place. he fucking loves this, making you crave for his touch, edging you so many times to the point where you can't think of anything else but him and only him. he smirks while accelerating the movement of his fingers, you feel like your heart is going to jump out of your chest, your whimpers getting louder and louder as your back starts to arch, but right when your vision is getting blurry he stops. this time the tears flow freely from the corner of your eyes, feeling all the strength in your body abandon you. he smiles once again, these are the moments he likes the most, when you're completely broken.

"hold it a little longer for me mmh? if you beg I might even speed up a little." he's so mean.

megumi fushiguro, gojo satoru, geto suguru, mahito, tenya iida, denki kaminari, hitoshi shinso, dabi, keigo takami, manjiro sano (mikey), takashi mitsuya, hanma shuji, nahoya kawata (smiley), haruchiyo sanzu, wakasa imaushi, rindo haitani, connie springer, jean kirstein, kise ryota, aomine daiki, akashi seijuro

𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 kink.

"'feels too good. fuck- you feel too fucking good." he said breathlessly, hitting your spot a little harder with each thrust.

you feel warm and your mind is clouded with pleasure, your legs are wrapped around his hips to make him thrust even deeper into you. your moans are shameless and it makes him smile.

"that's it lovely, let everyone know how good I'm making you feel, how much you love this cock."

his dirty words make your pussy tighten around him and the rolling of his hips become messy. he's close, and so are you.

"please... cum inside, w-want to feel it inside of me." you manage to say.

he stops for a second, like he needed to process what you just said, and within a second after he lifts your legs until they practically touch your shoulders, entering you in a whole new way. he's even more close now, you can feel his breath brushing your face, and there's no where to hide your fucked out expression.

"you want me to cum in this pretty pussy mmh?"

you try to answer but all you can do is weakly holding onto his chest, the way he's pounding into you left you speechless, your whole body jolting under his strength while you bounce up and down under his erratic speed.

"'want me to pump you full of my cum? 'to catch you fucking pregnant mmh?"

you can only nod your head, not trusting your voice as you feel yourself getting closer.

"that's it, be good and cum for me while I stuff this pussy full."

geto suguru, toji fushiguro, sukuna, kento nanami, katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki, shota aizawa, keigo takami, takashi mitsuya, ken ryuuguji (draken), baji keisuke, souta kawata (angry), hajime kokonoi, seishu inui, eren yeager, reiner braun, erwin smith, jean kirstein, porco galliard, murasakibara atsushi, midorima shintaro, kiyoshi teppei

𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 kink.

"you're doing great, k-keep going..."

you feel your cheeks heat up when you hear his voice breaks as you keep sucking him. swirling your tongue around his thick member, you feel him moving his hips a little. like you were answering him, you took him deeper into your mouth, until his dick touched the back of your throat, making you gag.

"fuck yeah, just like that. you're so good."

his words make you accelerate the movement of your head, keeping your balance by placing your hands on both of his thighs. you take a second to catch your breath, his dick making a loud "bop" while coming out of your mouth.

"come here." he says, while gently getting you up.

"did you like it?" you anxiously ask, looking at him with your pretty eyes as he smiles sweetly at you.

"yeah, you did really good, and now I want to reward you. lay there for me okay?" he whispers while slowly lowering his body until you feel his hot breath against your sensitive part, mewling sweetly when he starts kissing it.

"so pretty and so good for me. let me take care of you now, let me treat you good."

yuji itadori, yuta okkotsu, geto suguru, choso, todo aoi, kento nanami, izuku midoriya, eijiro kirishima, tenya iida, shota aizawa, keigo takami, takashi mitsuya, ken ryuuguji (draken), chifuyu mastuno, kazutora hanemiya, souta kawata (angry), takemichi hanagaki, wakasa imaushi, seishu inui, armin arlert, connie springer, reiner braun, jean kirstein, zeke yeager, kagami taiga, kise ryota, murasakibara atsushi, kiyoshi teppei

𝐃𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐘𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀.

the pleasure is too intense, your body is so tense yet so lost and needy. you've lost count of how many times you already cum, all you can feel is his pulsing dick ramming into you, hitting that spot oh so sweetly. a delicious pressure starts to build in your belly, making you feel like heaven on earth, waves of pleasure washing over you.

"you're crying for me babe? ain't that sweet..." he softly says, and you only now notice the tears running down on your face.

without slowing down, and before you can wipe them away, he licks your cheeks, drinking your salty tears as you cry out his name.

"yeah cry for me, fucking cry while I stuff you nice and full."

megumi fushiguro, yuta okkotsu, toji fushiguro, mahito, sukuna, shota aizawa, dabi, manjiro sano (mikey), ken ryuuguji (draken), chifuyu mastuno, kazutora hanemiya, souta kawata (smiley), tetta kisaki, haruchiyo sanzu, hajime kokonoi, ran haitani, eren yeager, jean kirstein, armin arlert, zeke yeager, aomine daiki, akashi seijuro

𝐒𝐈𝐙𝐄 kink.

"t-too big mmh! I'm not... fuck-" you try to speak, feeling his cock splitting you open.

"you can do it, you've done it before." he softly says, stroking your cheek with his knuckles.

he has to restrain himself to sink deep into your tight entrance, so warm and ready for him. he has always felt a certain kind of fascination, seeing his thick member swallowed by your greedy hole. he hums softly at you while rolling his hips at a low pace.

"I'm almost all the way in, you're doing a good job sweetie fuck-" he can't help but curse at the end, watching the slight bulge that has appeared on your lower stomach.

you let out a breathy moan, holding onto his strong arms, your back arching when he's finally fully inside, bottoming you out.

"oh my fucking- move please, can you move?"

he smiles at your sweet beggings, placing his hand on each side of your head to get more comfortable. with his body towering yours, he starts to thrust into you, completely hypnotized by the way you're taking him.

𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆.

yuji itadori, gojo satoru, toji fushiguro, choso, todo aoi, katsuki bakugo, eijiro kirishima, tomura shigaraki, ken ryuuguji (draken), baji keisuke, hanma shuji, ran haitani, wakasa imaushi, reiner braun, erwin smith, jean kirstein, porco galliard, zeke yeager, kagami taiga, murasakibara atsushi, kiyoshi teppei

"not so bold now are you? where's that smirk you were wearing before?"

your fucking underwear stuffed inside of your mouth, you try to answer, only letting out incoherent sounds which makes him smile. he starts walking slowly around you, touching your hair slightly while you can't do anything but wait, with your hands tied behind your back.

"you want to speak mmh? well go on, speak, and fucking behave." he says, making you sit on the bed while he gets behind you, removing the gag in your mouth.

"make me." are the only words you can pronounce before he wraps his hand around your neck, pressing your back against his chest as his legs force yours open.

"you really want to be like this? when we both know who will break first? why torturing yourself uh?" he whispers against your ear, his hand slowly descending from your chest to your lower parts.

you breath begins to accelerate when his hand starts to slowly rub your clit, in an agonizing slowness. feeling your pussy throbbing on his fingers, he tightens his grip on your throat.

"you're enjoying this don't you? you like when I put you back into your place, you like it when I'm so rough with you, making you shut your filthy mouth."

before you can even let out a whimper, he moves his hand to place it on your mouth, while he keeps rolling your clit between his fingers.

"let's see how long you can last before breaking."

toji fushiguro, naoya zenin, mahito, izuku midoriya, shoto todoroki, shota aizawa, hitoshi shinso, dabi, tomura shigaraki, manjiro sano (mikey), hanma shuji, nahoya kawata (smiley), tetta kisaki, rindo haitani, levi ackerman, erwin smith, porco galliard, midorima shintaro

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