—can’t Compete With Mine

—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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:) <3

ok you’re so cool i was a little scared to ask hehe

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BRUH FRATBOY MATTSUN WAIT THIS GAVE ME THE IDEA OKAY WAIt

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Ok You’re So Cool I Was A Little Scared To Ask Hehe

You don't like parties.

The way your short skirt and tiny top feels awkward on your body, the air heavy and feels dirty, cigarette smoke hanging in the air making your eyes and throat burn.

It all feels too much, you don't even like to drink, you know you don't fit in this place, but you just wanted to live your life for once.

Even saying that leaves a weird, foreign taste in your mouth, it's not something you'd say, after all, not something you'd you'd think, really, it's just you trying to calm yourself using your friend's words.

"Please- just come with me babe," she had begged and begged, "I finally have a chance with Matsukawa please don't let me go alone!"

For some reason, she was so damn obsessed with the guy lately, texting him so damn often, squealing with happiness whenever he texted back 8 hours later (earliest and dry: ok 👍), doing everything she could to get his attention- so there was no way you could say no when she asked you to be there for her.

But you just couldn't have known it would turn out this way.

"What a fucking slut," his breath fans on your neck, lips tracing the shell of your ear, you can feel his lazy smile, your back flush against his chest. "Getting fingered by her friend's crush."

He's obsessive as his touch never once leaves you room to breathe, large hands groping and pulling on your tits spilling from your blouse ripped open, fingers planted in your panties under the skirt your friend had gave to you (maybe you'll get lucky, she had winked.)

"She's your best friend, too, no?" His fingers circle your clit making you whine loudly, "how much of a whore do you have to be to fuck your best friend's crush?"

"-'m not!" You whine but your body betrays you by bucking your hips on his fingers, knees shaking as you fall deeper into his heavy touch. "I'm not a whore!"

"Sure you aren't sweet girl," Matsukawa's lazy gaze lingers on your face contracting with pleasure as his fingers start thrusting in and out of you, laughing at the sounds your pussy makes, "and this pretty little pussy isn't yours, either, making the sluttiest fucking sounds- fuck, do you fucking hear yourself, darlin'?" He groans behind you, grinding his hard cock on your ass, his huffs of short pants and moans making you feel dizzy.

"Please-!" Your hand closes around the wrist of his hand fingering you into oblivion. "Mattsun, please!"

His fingers are so long and so big- two of them barely fit inside you and he still pushes a third in, his cock twitching at the way how you can't even take three of his fingers, wondering how you'll manage to take his cock, grinding his hips and moaning so sinfully at the tears welling in your eyes.

Your body shakes so much against his, you're so small compared to him, Matsukawa wonders if he can even fit the tip of his cock in this tight pussy- even if he could, you're so damn sensitive, already crying, already drooling, all over yourself like a stupid fucking whore.

You're close, he can tell. Your body starts squirming even more, you can't stay still as his fingers keep going in and out of you and-

"I'm cumming!" You scream as your whole body shakes uncontrollably, "imcummingimcumming-"

The way you clamp down on his fingers as you do is nothing but exciting for him, thinking how it'll feel around his cock if you're this tight just around his fingers. When you finally come down of your high, your limp body is ushered onto your knees before you even know what's happening, your head lolling around, eyes shut close, you're about to sleep.

"Wake up," Matsukawa furrows his brows, his hand grips your jaw and shakes your head around, watching the way your mouth opens to suck on his digits, "fucking wake up, slut."

His large fingers tap on your damp cheeks, large hand landing a "soft" slap on your damp cheeks to jerk you back awake when shaking you doesn't work.

(you look pretty like this. fingered unconscious, head lolling around like a doll, your tits all for his gaze to see and enjoy.)

He grins when you moan.

You open your eyes only to find a huge cock against your lips, Matsukawa grinning down at you, his fingers trying to dip in your mouth and give his cock access at your pretty tongue.

He rubs the tip of his cock on your lips, the salty precum making you flutter close your eyes, the sheer size of him causing panic to start welling up.

"Spit on it, pretty thing," he orders as his hand slowly pumps his cock, still rubbing it on your face, now on your eyes and brows, humiliating- but has you clenching in your panties nonetheless.

You do, a trickle of spit falling on his cock, but it's just too big and you're small- it can't even lather the upper half.

The moment your spit touches his cock, Matsukawa's large hand flies into your hair, pulling on the locks so mercilessly, making you cry out a scream, your face forcefully being turned up, your neck aching.

"You call that spitting?" He snarls at your face, lips curled in pain, and suddenly his lazy demeanor is lost to a cold, dangerous one. "I'll show you what spitting is."

It's not a second after you feel something wet on your face, foreign and disturbing, trickling down to the left corner of your mouth. Matsukawa's fingers start spreading the fluid even more on your face, they dip into your mouth and make you taste him.

"Ooh, fuck-" he groans at how pathetic of a bitch you are, taking his spit so good, the guy that your best friend has such a desperate crush on. "Fuck, you little bitch, suck my fucking cock, already. Bet you can do it much better than your stupid friend, show me how good you suck a cock, baby."

He's huge, he's huge in your mouth, almost impossible to fit, but you somehow stuff that little mouth with his cock, and even do a good job about it.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He groans, hands still pulling on your skin, your hair, however he can hurt you as you suck his cock. "So damn good!"

As he finally pulls out, so close to cumming, he starts pumping himself vigorously before your eyes, staring into your awaiting mouth and his cock twitching even more.

You look ruined, your pretty face wet with his and your spit, your tears caused by the way he had fucked your mouth and now-

"Fuck, I'm cumming." He groans, and you feel the hot, sticky fluid all over your face, running down your face, some you can catch in your mouth.

It feels awful, to have someone's cum on your face, especially someone who cumms buckets of it, you almost can't breathe by just how much cum he has.

your phone rings.

you hear the ring of a text.

"I think Matsukawa's fucking some other bitch tonight, where are you? I just wanna go home."

You can't read it as you're busy trying to taste as much of his cum as you can- but Matsukawa sees it, and he has a pretty idea.

With his cock still half hard, Matsukawa reaches for his phone, opening your friends contacts, and the camera.

"Hey, sweetheart," he calls for you, your face still covered with his cum, you look more beautiful than you ever did. "Smile for me."

snap, and send.

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skiatrosis

3 years ago

Had A Collection Of Drawings Of These 3 Snuggling And Had To Make A Comic Out Of It

had a collection of drawings of these 3 snuggling and had to make a comic out of it

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skiatrosis

3 years ago

Sameee I have an exam tomorrow :)))

a bitch has an exam in like 2 hours

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skiatrosis

3 years ago

Hiii foxy how are you?,Hope you are doing great <3 anyway,just let me tel you something,I had a daydream(?) And It was like makki and mattun like fighting over you and trying to get your attention,but like you being the sweet as bimbo you are you fail to realize it,they both kinda get pissed off and are like "let's teach our little doll a lesson for being so oblivious"

Ahhhh-please,that's enough internet for today

Byee take care foxyyy

Hiii Foxy How Are You?,Hope You Are Doing Great

a/n: FUCKING FINALLY I HAD THE CHANCE TO WRITE THIS CUZ DAMN- YOUR MIND ANON!! I had a good time writing this 🥴 thank you for sending me this babe!!!

THIS POST IS NSFW! Minors do not interact or I'll bite.

warnings: threesome,,, maybe dub-con cuz the reader is fucking dumb, bimbo reader, spitting, fingering, all that shit, name calling

@hqintheclub

Okay but,,, imagine if it was OIKAWA'S LITTLE SISTER TOO BRUH

Oikawa's dumb, pretty little sister, a slut just like his big brother, letting people do whatever they want to her since she's too stupid to even understand what's going on.

For what reason, no one knows, Oikawa thinks leaving you to his trusty teammates is a good idea when he can't make it home that night. Oikawa knows you're a little stupid, doesn't want her sister to be alone all night.

So he calls his friends over to stay a night at his home.

Hanamaki is the first to arrive, you spend the day together, watching movies, playing card. He teaches you a game, strip poker, he tells you, a game that leaves you with only your bra and skirt, whereas he hasn't removed even an item.

"'s not fair!" You cry out brattily, looking around to at least find your lace panties you had to remove, the feeling of being nude under your short little skirt a bit too embarrassing, and- well, maybe it makes you a little, just a little.. wet.

"You have everything on you, and I-" you keep whining as you keep looking for the panties, you swear they were right there a second ago, did you lost them already? "Did you see my panties?"

"Aw, baby, it's not my fault you're so bad at this game." Hanamaki mocks you, watching you with amusement as you keep looking around for the pair or royal blue panties.

"Ugh, I swear they were right here." You pout. You sit on your knees, pressing your face down and pushing your ass high up to try and see under the couch-

"Fuck!" You hear the man curse behind you, you don't think much of it, definitely don't think it's because of how your short little skirt bunches around your waist, giving Hanamaki a show of your pretty little pussy and fuck- he's fucking hard.

"I can't find it!" You whine, standing back up. Your eyes fall on the man, eyes much darker than they usually are, a dangerous twist to his usually docile expression. "Makki?" You tilt your head, "what's wrong?"

Before he can answer, the doorbell makes the both of you jump in your places. You run towards the door, knowing who it is, already.

"Hey, sweetheart."

"Mattsun!" Hanamaki hears you chirp his best friends name, who enters the room with you hanging on his arm like a pretty little prize. "Why are you half-naked?" Mattsun raises an amazed brow. "Was Makki teaching you strip-poker?"

"Yes, but he keeps winning!" You pout, you look so adorable when you do, your glossed bottom lip jutting forward, making him wonder how you'd look pouting like this under him, too.

"Oh," Matsukawa turns his gaze to the pink haired man, spreading on the couch, a visible tent stretching his pants. "Without me?"

"You were late." Hanamaki grins, pulling something from his pocket, something royal-blue colored, and laced. "She was just looking for her panties."

Before you can see it, Hanamaki stuffs the material back in his pocket.

"Your panties?" Matsukawa repeats with a wide grin, turning to you, who looks embarrassed, hiding your face by strictly looking at your shoes. "You're not wearing them right now?"

Now he can guess what had Hanamaki so hard in his pants. Well, he can guess very well, as it's the same thing making him go hard, as well.

"...I couldn't find them." You whisper, playing with the hem of your skirt. "I swear they were right here but-"

"Oh, dumb girl," Matsukawa pulls you into a hug when your voice starts shaking with embarrassment. You're quick to wrap your hands around his large body, letting him comfort you as his lips are mere inches away from your ears, hands tracing the material of the skirt.

Matsukawa pushes your body closer to himself, hands starting to wander around your ass over your skirt, kneading your pretty ass, stretching the material over your pussy and making you cry out a surprised whimper.

You don't say anything but his name as his fingers press on your pussy from over the skirt, pinching the skin of your ass, feeling the dampness over the cloth.

"Mattsun-" you whimper as his lips ghost over the shell of your ear, his hot breath giving you goosebumps.

"My dumb, little girl," he repeats, this time with a grin as you start to hump his larg fingers, pressing on your oussy from over your skirt. "-I always knew you were just a dumb little slut."

Your body freezes against his as you process your friends' words, tears that were just drying into he corners of your eyes starting to well again. "What-?"

"No, he's right." Hanamaki finally stands up from his seat to walk towards you. "You really are a stupid whore."

"I'm not!" You cry out, wondering why Matsukawa's fingers are still pressing on your clit like that, making you forget your hard earned words. "I'm not a stupid- a stupid whore!"

"Aren't you?" Hanamaki threads his fingers through your hair and pulls, making your head snap back to meet his cruel grin. "Aren't you the one, pantiless, standing in a room with two grown men?"

"But- but I couldn't find it-"

"Bending right in front of me like that only minutes ago-" Hanamaki pushes two fingers through your lips, he wonders if it's reflex you welcome them so easily, starting to suck kn them like a little bitch. "Showing me that pretty pussy, you think I didn't notice how wet you were?"

"Oh, you should feel her now, Makki." Matsukawa interrupts as he finally pushes his fingers under your skirts, feeling your naked pussy, dripping.

Your eyes wide as he pulls them back out, fingers shining with your wetness. "Look how wet she is. Do you believe her, Makki? You believe she's not a whore?"

"Such a pretty face," Hanamaki's hands push your cheeks together, creating an adorable pout, "I would've believed her if I hadn't seen how much of a whore she can be with my own two eyes."

"Please!" Your breaths start quickening as you feel Matsukawa's hardened cock pressing against your ass, you start rubbing yourself on him in return.

"Please?" Hanamaki laughs at you, hands already pulling on your bra, "please, what?"

"Are you accepting you're a slut, pretty girl? Is that what it is?" Matuskawa keeps stretching the skirt over your pussy, making you squirm between the two man, making you feel dizzy, mind blank.

"Say you're our dumb slut, and we'll fuck you, doll." Hanamaki grins at your pathetic face, at the drool starting to drip from the corners of your lips.

"-'m not- mmh!!" A soft pat to your pussy makes you cry out in pleasure, your knees shaking, making you worry you might fall over.

"Try again, baby."

"I'm-" a gasp falls from between your pants, "I'm your stupid whore!" You finally manage to cry out, a loud moan eliciting from your lips when Matsukawa grins, "Good girl."

"Oh, look at that," Maki laughs at you, hands already pulling on your bra, exposing your tits, "she liked that."

"Did you, dumb girl?"

"Y-yeah," you mindlessly agree as you're too focused on the feeling of his fingers now circling your clit, the burning sensation killing any thought that was in your head. "Liked it."

Matsukawa's fingers are big, you always knew it, but never realized how much bigger than yours. Even one of his fingers are enough to stretch your tiny little pussy, but Matsukawa's never been the type to settle for anything less than he'd like.

With the second finger slipping in you, your legs can't hold you up anymore, your throat sore from the moans and cries, and pleasure screams, Hanamaki's hands groping and kneading your tits, pinching your nipples.

"Oh, poor baby," Hanamaki holds your face by the chin, leaning closer enough to feel your hot breath against his face. "Too bad praise is the last thing you'll be getting today."

As soon as he finishes his words, his fingers press on your bottom lip, making you open your mouth, spitting in it with a smile. "Whores like you don't deserve anything better."

Your eyes widen as his spit rests on your tongue, mouth still agape, Matsukawa's large fingers slipping in and out of you and its all so much-

"Come on, baby," Hanamaki's voice finally pulls you out of your daze, "get on the floor, face down, ass up, show Mattsun here, too, just how pretty you look like that."

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skiatrosis

3 years ago

Please-how do you NOT expect me to swipe right-??

—𝙃𝘼𝙄𝙆𝙔𝙐!! 𝙏𝙄𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍

Welcome to part one of Haikyuu Tinder Profiles, please tell me if you'll swap right or left, depending on their bios!

And yes, EVERYONE IS QUEER UNDER MY WATCH.

If you like this, I might even make convos hehe

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skiatrosis

3 years ago

ɪᴡᴀɪᴢᴜᴍɪ ʜᴀᴊɪᴍᴇ ᴀs ᴀ ʙʀᴀᴛ ᴛᴀᴍᴇʀ

ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs: ɪᴡᴀɪᴢᴜᴍɪ ʜᴀᴊɪᴍᴇ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢs: ɪᴡᴀɪᴢᴜᴍɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ | sᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ: sɪʀ ᴋɪɴᴋ, ᴅᴏᴍ&sᴜʙ, ᴄʜᴏᴋɪɴɢ, ᴅᴇɢʀᴀᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, sʟᴀᴘᴘɪɴɢ, sᴘᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ, ᴅᴜᴍɪғɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ , sǫᴜɪʀᴛɪɴɢ, ʀɪᴅɪɴɢ, ғɪɴɢᴇʀɪɴɢ, ᴏᴠᴇʀsʀɪᴍᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴏʀᴀʟ, ᴅᴀᴄʀʏᴘʜɪʟʟɪᴀ

ɪᴡᴀɪᴢᴜᴍɪ ʜᴀᴊɪᴍᴇ

Trudging into the living room, y/n avoid eye contact with Iwaizumi, who was intensely watching TV. She walked right past the TV just to tick him off and to her pleasure, it did.

“What the fuck? How much times do I need to tell you to stop walking right past the TV?”, he said shrugging his shoulders, dropping his arms to his side, with an annoyed expression.

Giving him the silent treatment, y/n remained silent and sat down on a single couch, scrolling through her phone. She could feel Iwaizumi’s stare penetrate through her, still waiting for an answer. The side of her lips curled up in triumph of pissing him off. He deserved it after ignoring her this morning when she was horny. Little did she know, that in no way will Iwaizumi take this shit from her. At all. In the slightest. Iwaizumi got up groaning and walked to her, towering over her.

“Oi”, he hissed.

“Oi, brat. Answer me when I speak to you”, he spat as he grabbed her chin harshly, making her face him.

No reply.

Y/n stared at him with a nonchalant expression, not intimidated in any way. “I’d appreciate it if you’d let go, Iwaizumi.”

“I already told you to not address me like that. It’s sir.”

“No thank you, Iwaizumi”, y/n smirked, knowing she was pressing all his right buttons.

“It isn’t a choice”, he growled, squeezing her cheeks so her mouth hung open. “You’re being a real nasty brat today you know. It seems like you want me to fuck some respect into that snarky attitude of yours today.”

Y/n could tell he was mad by the way his veins were popping out of his arms as he squeezed her cheeks. Whimpering, y/n moved her face away but to her dismay, his grip was tight. Painfully tight. He wouldn’t let go at all.

“You pulling this shit just because I didn’t want to fuck you this morning?”, he growled, pushing her face away from him.

Y/n grabbed her jaw and rubbed it. That grip was painful but she was in no mood to give in just yet.

“And what?”, she spat, getting up and trudging to her bedroom.

“Oho~ Don’t you fucking walk away from me when I’m talking to you, brat”, he said in a tone warning her to stop, his patience slowly cracking.

“Suck it Hajime”, y/n yelled, sticking her middle finger up, making it visible to Iwaizumi who was trailing behind her before slamming the door on his face.

“Oh fuck it. You’re done, bitch. I’ll make you suck this cock and choke on it”, he said, his patience with her finally smashing into smithereens.

He swung the door wide open and took y/n by the throat, pushing her on a wall, taking her by surprise. Her eyes widened as he pulled her in by her neck for a deep kiss, shoving his tongue as far as he could down her mouth. He slapped her ass, making y/n moan loudly. He pulled away and hissed dirty things in her ear.

“I’m gonna fuck you dumb, bitch”, he slurred.

Picking her up, he slammed her onto the bed. He began taking off his shirt, exposing his broad body and sculpted abs. His biceps bulged, making y/n drool. Snapping out of her trance, she panicked as she saw his expression.

“W-Wait Hajime. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to-”

“Shut your mouth before I put it to good use, slut.”

He pulled his sweatpants and boxers down, his thick member being exposed to the environment around him. He slapped her, making her wince. Quickly, he removed her oversized shirt from her body, shocked that she had no bra or panties beneath it. She was expecting this. Topping her, he put one hand on the headboard and one hand cupping her right cheek, his thumb shoved deep into her mouth.

“Suck it”, he hissed into her ear.

Y/n obeyed and sucked his thumb as he lined his cock at her entrance, teasing her. Y/n whimpered, wanting him to fuck her that very second. Inaudible babbling came from her mouth as she drooled all over his thumb. Releasing her neck from the choke, he pulled his thumb away, a strand of saliva connecting it.

“Such a fucking dirty slut. Bet you’d like it if Oikawa walked in on us right now, you whore”, he growled. Y/n’s eyes widened at this statement. “I know how much you know have been getting close. Yeah baby, I do. But he can’t fuck you stupid like what I’m about to do. Open your mouth.”

Y/n’s jaw dropped and she stuck her tongue out. He spat into her mouth and closed her jaw. Without warning, he slammed his whole length into her and y/n suppressed a loud moan by digging her nails into his back muscles and biting her tongue. He hit her cervix and the pain was immense but it felt so fucking good. She couldn’t deny that. Iwaizumi thrusted in and out, groaning and commenting on how tight her walls was clenching his dick. Y/n was moaning from all the overwhelming pleasure and stars blurred her vision.

“Nghh fuck~”, he groaned loudly, his breath becoming more shallow. “Take it all, like the cock hungry slut you are.”

Y/n’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as she threw her head back in pleasure, moaning.

“F-fuck. Sir- ‘m so-so f-nghh.”

Inaudible words poured out of her mouth and Iwaizumi grinned devishly. Fucked dumb right down to the core.

“Sir, ‘m gonna-”

Iwaizumi pulled out, leaving y/n to cum. She squirted all over his torso, leaving him in shock.

“Fucking hell”, he said in a low raspy whisper. “That was so hot.”

Whimpering, y/n released until she felt empty. He scooped up her cum with his finger and brought it to his mouth, sucking his fingers clean.

“Ride me and I’ll consider letting you cum again, princess”, he slurred into her ear.

‘Yes sir”, she whined as she climbed on top of him when he laid down on the bed. Y/n sunk down on his cock, continuing to whine.

“I-I can’t”, she shook her head vigorously, tears streaming down her cheek. “It won’t fit. H-help.”

“You’re gonna have to make it fit somehow otherwise you can’t cum for a week”, he growled. “I’m not helping you,”

Crying, y/n felt her hot tears run down her face. Sinking down further, she took in his whole length, the top hitting her cervix.

“This dick isn’t gonna ride itself, bitch”, he groaned. “Get a move on.” Iwaizumi slapped her ass, causing her to jerk forward, making her moan.

Y/n bounced up and down, whimpering from both pleasure and pain. Stars could be seen in her vision. Iwaizumi’s eyes were glued to her breasts that were going up and down. He snaked his hands from her back to her front, meeting them and squeezing her breasts. Y/n threw her head back and let out a sharp moan, dumb with pleasure. This sense of euphoria was too much for her. She continued moving on his dick and her walls clenched around his thick length.

“Fuck~ ‘M gonna cum”, he groaned.

“Cum inside me, sir. Pleas-nghh”, y/n moaned.

Iwaizumi thrusted his hips up against y/n, causing her to jump and his tip to hit her cervix. Warm liquid shot up her and her insides were painted white. He threw his head back in pleasure, his sharp jawline flexed enough for y/n to admire how sculpted and sharp it was. Getting off him, she threw herself beside him and whimpered as she buried her face into the crook of his neck.

“We’re not done yet baby”, he whispered into her ear. “Remember my promise? Ride me and I’ll consider letting you cum again? Ring any bells?”

Tucking her hair behind her ear, he got on top of her and rubbed her clit harshly. Y/n whined knowing what his game was. He was going to make her cum over and over again. Over. And over. And over again. He inserted his index and middle finger inside her, pumping them in and out quickly. He bent and twisted them inside her, earning several different reactions.

“Like this?”, he said as he bent his fingers inside.

“Mmmm, yes- yes sir”, she babbled.

Y/n felt her reach her high again and came on his fingers. Pulling them out, he lapped her juices with his tongue, sucking her dry. He smirked at her, watching her legs shaking violently.

“Would Oikawa make you feel this good? Huh?”, he said.

No reply. Y/n was too much of in shock to speak.

“Speak slut!”, he hissed, gripping onto her thighs, his nails digging into it. “Would he?”

“N-no sir. Only yo-you”, she stuttered, struggling to get words out.

“That’s right princess”, he chuckled.

He dug his face in between her legs and teased her clit with his tongue. Y/n felt her loss her vision from the overstimulation. He began to shove his tongue inside her and lapped it around, tasting every inch of her.

“Hajime- I can’t. Please”, she cried out.

“Mmmm”, he hummed, sending vibrations through her. “Can’t finish what you started? How pathetic. You wanted this didn’t you? You knew what was coming with that bitchy attitude.”

“I’m sorry- ‘M sorry”, she sobbed.

“So pretty when you cry”, he smirked.

Carrying on, he ate her out like it was his last chance ever. Y/n felt a knot in her stomach and released into his mouth, squirting. He sucked all her juices and then laid down beside y/n, who was shaking violently.

“Won’t be walking for days after this, will ya?”, he lowly whistled. “Well I was gonna make you suck me off but that can wait for another day”, he chuckled.

Y/n whimpered and dug her face into his chest and bundled herself up.

“You did so well baby”, he coped, stroking her hair, tangling his fingers in her strands.

Her eyes feeling heavy, y/n drifted off to sleep in Iwaizumi’s strong arms, feeling safe and protected. She was exhausted but that’s what bratty bitches get in the end isn’t it?

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skiatrosis

3 years ago

God this is s' precious 💖

«Visage of a Friend»

Disclaimer1: Not based on any Genshin lore. Based on the fact "he" can sculpt.

For other disclaimers and title explanation,plz read thread.

Plz read from left to right.

Clearer ver at my Twitter!

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Title explanation (MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS,SO YOU CAN OPT TO READ LATER)

1/3

It can cover many meanings.

Venti seeing the visage of his departed friend from the statue, serenely smiling as he always remembers it, and

2/3

(Disclaimer 2) What if it weren't Mondstadt's citizens who sculpted the largest Barbatos statue as widely believed, but his friend Morax? Thus,title also refers to how Morax views Barbatos as his friend. Morax certainly knows how to sculpt, since he sculpted Azhdaha.

3/3

And thus,the third meaning of the title,is how Morax made the statue to reflect the visage of both Barbatos and his best friend.

Plz do not repost without permission!

Reblogs are wildly welcomed w.

#Venti #GenshinImpact #原神 #溫迪 #Barbatos #morax #rexlapis #zhongli #鍾離

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skiatrosis

3 years ago

This is for later <3

What do I do when I love you and want somebody else?

ㅤ— Summary: Jjk x threesome

ㅤ— Characters: Gojo, Geto, Toji, Naoya (kill me pls), Yuji, Megumi, Nobara, Maki, Mai.

ㅤ— Warnings: AFAB reader, All characters aged up to 21+, double penetration (both in one hole & anal), dom/sub dynamics, slight femdom, MFM, FMF, FFF, dacryphilia, blindfold, cucking, degradation(?) lmao, dom! & sub! Reader, fingering, oral (m. & f. Receiving), slight possessiveness, overstim, that's all I think.

ㅤ— Note. Too many drafts, too little patience, ya know how it's with me. Btw the sexy ass header pic is found by @s-zu

#tags. @fiftyshadesofpurple @manjiken @yuujispinkhair

reblogs and interactions are appreciated!!

➣ Satoru Gojo & Suguru Geto

Gojo's blindfold hung loose around your head, covering your eyes and still giving Geto enough reign to pull at it from behind. Your jaw slackens as you feel both of them start thrusting inside you. Gojo snickers at your flushed body, naked under his blue eyes. Long fingers pinched your hard nipples,"Aw, baby," His hand soothes your heated cheek,"Are we being too rough for ya'?" He purrs, snowy strands soft and ticklish on your jaw and you soon feel his mouth on your neck,"Ah, slow down," Your hands push at his chest. Geto chuckles behind you, hips slapping faster against yours. The force had you stumbling into his friend's chest. The black haired man's hand slips down from your waist to your clit, pinching it harshly.

Satoru's eyes travelled down to see what made you cry out like that, an evil grin on his lips when he saw his friend's antics. That's before he noticed the bulge in your lower belly. Pressing his hand on it and pushing slightly, he gasps. Geto felt the albino's cock pulse beside his. Whatever inquiry was bubbling on his lips, gave way to a loud groan when Satoru pushed down harshly at the bulge,"Holy shit- Suguru," He can feel both their lengths moving inside you.

Your head leans forward, falling on Satoru's shoulder as your mind goes dizzy from the border of pain and pleasure,"Please,"

"Fuck, you're so tight," Geto's chest heaves at the feel of your walls snug against his and Satoru's cocks,"Ya' gonna cream on our cocks already, darlin'?" Tugging you back against his chest, he presses his lips to your ears. Satoru's hand is pushing down at your lower abdomen and with both their cocks relentlessly pounding into your poor pussy, you can't hold back anymore,"Ah, that's so hot-" Suguru brings up his wet fingers to your lips,"Clean 'em up," Even through your hazed mind, you obey. Moving your tongue lazily around his digits when Satoru chuckles at the confused furrow of your brows,"Oh, baby, you squirted." Shoving his friend's hand away, he devours your mouth, tongue licking at yours only to moan at the taste,"Sweet as ever."

➣ Naoya Zenin & Toji Fushiguro

Brown eyes watched your face in awe, he's never seen you make such pretty expressions for him- even when he's all rough with you,"He's never fucked ya' like this, has he?" Toji's large shoulders enveloped you, hands pinning yours down on each side of Naoya's torso. The younger Zenin is propped up on his elbows, a light blush dusting his cheeks as he watched you topple over him with each thrust from the man behind you,"Daddy asked ya' something, baby." Toji pushes his cock deeper with a hard thrust till you're yelping out a jumbled response,"No, daddy."

Your head falls forward, warm forehead resting on your fiance's,"Only you." Toji chuckles,"Yeah, that's right." Nudging his face into the crook of your neck to steal a bite at the sensitive skin,"Only I can fuck this tight pussy s'well." And he's not wrong, his thick cock hits all your good spots with each stroke and you can't bite back the moans even with your teeth gnawing at your poor lower lip,"Yes, daddy."

With your face so close to his and the way your eyes are squeezed shut with your lip in between your teeth- oh, and the way his cock is straining against his clothes, tenting to rub at your lower abdomen with each thrust from toji that had your body pushing up against his. Naoya can't restrain himself. Cradling your burning cheek, his thumb tugs your lip free and tilts his chin up to capture your mouth with his. Your sweet sounds are now muffled vibrations on his lips.

A large hand weighs heavy on the blond's neck and he's soon pushed down on your bed,"No touchin', I wanna hear every whimper from her." Toji's fingers wrap around your fiance's throat as your cunt made the filthiest wet squelches on his cock, lewd moans falling from your lips,"Hear that? Your fiancee prefers me, brat."

➣ Satoru Gojo & Naoya Zenin

"You must be outta yer' mind, Zenin." Satoru's breath is hot on your lips,"To think that you can pull her. She's clearly outta your league." His cock drags against Naoya's with each buck of his hips against your ass,"What were ya' thinking?" The man whimpers in response, cock throbbing in your pussy from the added pressure of the other man's length, separated by nothing but your thin walls. Naoya's hands resting on your waist moved down to squeeze your thighs that straddled his twitching hips.

Leaning down, you brush your lips against his parted ones,"Answer him, Zenin." You clench your pussy around his dick and he's babbling,"Yes, Satoru-kun," Gasping for air when you slip your tongue in his mouth, moaning against his lips,"Apologize to my bunny, you fuckin' filth." Satoru thrusts into your ass, hard, your holes clenching around both cocks in response,"'m sorry! Y/n!" His shaky voice tapering off to a sharp groan as your hands pinch his nipples,"Close, I'm close," Brown eyes glossed over with desperate tears are looking up at you and your boyfriend who hums into your shoulder, teeth giving the skin a teasing nibble,"Ask her."

"Can i-" Your lips descends on his neck, mouth making him writhe underneath.

"By that I meant, beg." The snowy haired man snaps,"Beg her to make you cum, lowlife scum." And Naoya begs, pretty pleas falling from his lips which had your heart and ego fluttering. Pressing your palms flat on his chest, you move your hips to Satoru's fast rhythm,"Cum for me, puppy." Your fingers wrap around his throat. His adam's apple bobbing under your palm,"Look at me, look at us." Dark lashes flutter open as he cums inside your warm cunt, a breathless whine on his tongue.

"Don't ever think that you can have her," Azure eyes on him and he feels like time has slowed down and each sensation is infinitely modified,"She's mine, Naoya-kun."

➣ Yuji Itadori & Megumi Fushiguro

Fingers dug into the flesh of your ass, squeezing tightly before sliding up your spine,"Yeah, show him how good you are, baby." Yuji's voice is breathy, hand heavy on your shoulder blade, pushing you forward and onto the moaning mess of his friend,"She's good, ah- so fuckin' good," Megumi moans, holding your head down as you press your tongue flat on the underside of his dick. Flicking the tip against the vein running from the base of his shaft, you hum, pleased at the slight twitch of his cock in your mouth,"Fu-ck. What a good girl.”

"Yeah?" Your precious boyfriend slurs, his cock drooling precum inside you just from hearing the other man sing praises for you,"Doin' s'good for us, y/n." As his pelvis smacks against yours, you're hurled up against Megumi, his cock hitting the back of your throat. He's biting back on a broken moan at how tight your throat feels around him, fingers carding through your hair,"Taking me like a pro, hmm?" Half lidded eyes look down at your glassy ones with a droopy smile. You garbled up a muffled "yes" Which made Yuji chuckle,"Still a sucker for praises, eh?"

"Can feel ya' tighten up around me everytime 'Gumi praises you."

"That true, honey?" Blue eyes catch on yours,"You getting off on it?" His thumb wipes away at the tears pooling on corner of your eyes,"Then be a good girl," Yuji groans, unable to hold back the twitch of his hips, his balls hitting your clit with each thrust,"And make your boyfriend cum soon."

"'Cause I'm gonna fill up that pretty little pussy of yours."

➣ Nobara Kugisaki & Yuji Itadori

Yuji's muffled whines mingled with filthy wet sounds,"Mhm please," He's not sure what he's begging for but must be the lack of air from having Nobara sitting on his face or his overstimulated cock aching in your pussy.

"Aw Yuji," You coo, lips parting from Nobara's to pay attention to the man writhing under you both. Ginger strands fall in front orange orbs that stare at you with desire. Your fingers are wrapped tightly around Yuji's wrists, holding his hands down while you bounce on his cock, milking him for all he's worth. Your pussy won't stop clenching around him even after he came and he can't help but slide his tongue inside Nobara's cunt, her essence dripping down his chin,"C'mon, make us cum, or will we just have to use you like our toy?"

Yuji whines against her pussy, lapping at her slit like an obedient pet. Tangling your fingers with his, you grind down on his hips as your lips find Nobara's breasts, enveloping the bud in your warm mouth,"Oh," Her hand wraps around the back of your neck, thighs trembling around Yuji's face,"Ngh y/n," Your eyes flick up to take note of the cherry tint on her cheeks,"Hmm, sweetie?"

"Gonna- ah!" Loud gulping noises flood the room, accompanied by Yuji's cute whimpers. The lewd expression on her face and how Yuji's hips are bucking up against yours makes the coil in your belly snap. The pink haired man sobs as he's pushed to a second orgasm with you,"Did so well for us, puppy."

➣ Maki Zenin & Nobara Kugisaki

"What's the matter?" Maki's grip on your jaw is bruising,"Not so much of a brat now, huh?" Your lips chase hers as she pulls further away with a mean chuckle,"Nobara," The orange haired girl grins at her senior.

"Fuck her harder." Slender fingers working in your cunt feverently now at the command,"Please!" Nobara's legs straddle your thigh, humping against you for some friction,"You're s'tight 'round my fingers, y/n." A sultry purr whispered into the shell of your ear sweetly,"Are you about to cum?" Her eyes fluttered up to meet dark green ones,"Without her permission?"

You fall into a tangle of moans when her thumb rubs on your clit,"Maki, please, can I cum? Need ta' cum so badly," Your cheeks press against the cool sheets, flushed from embarrassment or ecstasy, you're not sure anymore,"No." Your eyes catch a glimpse of her wicked grin just as Nobara's digits push you over the edge,"What a bad kitty, you are." The ginger head tuts above you, pulling away her fingers from inside your squelching cunt before popping them in her mouth. Maki grabs the back of her head and pulls her in a kiss. You can only watch in awe as their tongues tangle above you, fresh gush of arousal coursing through your skin.

"Now c'mere n' sit on my face, brat."

➣ Mai & Maki Zenins

Mai sharing u with Maki to show that she's better at something

Your back pressed flush against Maki's chest, her glasses askew on the couch somewhere. Her knees held your apart for her twin to devour you easily. Tongue slurping at your pussy as Maki held you still. Her fingers playing with your breasts, kneeding the plump flesh,"Say my name, y/n." Mai purrs against your skin, her name bounces off with a shy moan from your tongue.

"Stop fuckin' squirming." Maki's voice breaks through, hands holding your body still before pinching your nipples as a rebuke,"Ah Maki!" Your thighs shake when Mai slides her fingers through your slit,"Maki," She purrs, looking up at you both, dark eyes focused on your face,"Don't be so rude with my girl."

"Yeah?" Her lips press to your neck,"Then why'd ya' agree to share her with me?" Mai just hums, kissing your thigh tentatively, curling her fingers up inside your tight walls,"To prove that I'm better." Leaning forward, she gives your clit a teasing lick,"That no one can please my pretty girl better than me." A proud smirk forms on her wet lips as you writhe between the twins.

Maki turns your chin towards her, lips crashing on yours to dissolve the moans and whimpers Mai pulled from you, "Ya' think Mai is good? Wait till you have her Onee-chan."

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