Aaliyah, "Are You That Somebody", (1997)

there’s no love like it 🤎

toji choking us with his arms/headlocking us while fucking from behind (could be any position)🤭

goodness… 😵‍💫

fem. reader, rev. cowgirl, breath play, mdni.

toji who had you riding him in reverse— makes you sit back on him and he sits up as well, he‘s laid back against the black cushioned sofa while sat up, a beefy right arm wrapped around you, not too tight but just enough to hear you let off a cute gasp.

his muscles tense and you let off a moan once your head goes back against him— he‘s bullying himself in and out of your soaked folds, pushing past your cute nub to make you dig your nails into his arm. “h-harder toji,” you squeaked out, your voice all shaky from each thrust.

“hmmm?” he hums, a firm grip still around your throat with his bicep, you could see some of his veins poking through your peripherals. “gonna need you to elaborate for me, baby.”

you whimper as you‘re still riding him— he‘s hitting you everywhere so good he can‘t help but spank your ass and smirk from the recoil as you’re throwing yourself back against him with such salacious movements.

“please.. choke me harder.” you whine, a weak arm of yours holding on to toji‘s and he lets off a dark chuckle.

“ohh okay.”

your eyes roll back— you‘re nearly limp as toji‘s got you in a safe lock, the way his muscles retract and flex each bounce you‘re doing on his lap, it makes him grunt, your mouth is practically open with your tongue slightly lolled out. strands of your own droll started to pour out— it was messy.

“still with me, sweetheart? ain’t too rough, am i?” he teases, and his voice is smug— completely cocky and arrogant as he gives you a little nudge.

“n-no,” you moaned, your head was merely hitting against toji‘s chest as he had you locked with his arms— you kept panting, letting off a soft whine once you feel his tip brush against your sweet spot. you nearly lose yourself and toji chuckles at that— finding it adorable. “harder toji.”

“little girl,” he smirks, his voice dropping low just a tad bit— he‘s directly against your ear to where you can hear the bass and it practically gets you wet. “any harder and y’er gonna start to feel light headed,” and he coos in a smooth tone, it was almost seductive. “you‘re a crazy filthy girl. i bet you’re into that shit, aren’t you?”

“maybe.” you whine, a tiny needy sob leaving your lips.

toji grins, giving you another spank to encourage you to keep riding him— he licks his lips, looking down to see your hips rotating against him, moving in an almost circle and it gets him hard.

“maybe,” he repeats, and you feel his grip tighten just a little— you moan over and over again from the way he‘s got you in such a state— your own drool nearly dampening his beefy arm before he smiles. “maybe i should choke my pretty girl more often. you make such the cutest noises for me anyway.”

how come you always end up under my blanket?

"i don't wanna hurt her feeling by throwing all this on her at once. i love what we have going on but it's not as easy as you think." jack ran his fingers through his curls out of frustration.

"if you care for her so much how come you always end up under my blanket? you haven't been on good terms with her for months jack! you know how i feel about us and you still wanna settle for less." you said as you tried your best not to cry.

"y/n please let's just drop this for now and go back to how things were." he begged.

"jack please don't do this to me, you know you don't care for her so why are you holding back on me? all you have to do is leave her and we can go back to how things have always been. just you and me." he leaned into your touch and it gave you hope that your words would change his mind.

"please? i love you and just wanna be there for you all the time without being in fear of us getting caught." your voice shaked as tears pooled your eyes.

"y/n please don't cry because of me. i'll break up with her alright? your right about me always settling for less and it's something i have to work on." he pulled you into him and pressed a soft kiss to your cheek.

"lemme wipe those tears pretty girl." you removed your face from his neck and let him wipe away your tears.

"thank you." you croaked out and layed your head on his chest.

"you don't have to thank me mama. this was something i should've done a long time ago anyway." he said rubbing your back softly.

“You gotta be a sick mf to want to be slutted out by Jack Harlow”

I just want to say I luv your Jack fics so much thank you for uploading them I hope we can read more soon 😍 you’re doing a great job thank you

love you anon 🥹🩷

gojo looking at his kids… that’s papabear that’s Father

MEGAN THEE STALLION & AVANTIKA VANDANAPU via Avantika's Instagram — January 21, 2024