You take a deep breath and drum your fingers against your thigh. Half of you questions your sanity; the other half commends you for the courage coursing through your veins — the latter being a product of the hope you’ve managed to salvage over six months. It hasn’t been easy. As the captive of a grade one sorcerer, your chance of escaping is slim, but you’re nothing if not headstrong. Possessing no supernatural abilities of your own, your bravery is all you have. Well, that, your sex appeal, and your skills as a decent mercenary.
You’re sitting on his bed in a red baby doll — the one you know he likes — with no thong underneath. When you get off the bed and drift towards him, he’ll be able to see your dripping wet pussy. He won’t be able to resist watching you beneath those tinted glasses of his. You played with yourself a bit beforehand, to ensure your act is believable and that you’re enticing enough to hold his attention. Alas, you’re not dressed like this because you want to fuck; you’re dressed like this because it’s the only shot you have at fleeing from this place. Sex will distract him from what you’re doing in the meantime: slipping poison down his throat.
You smirk. Did he forget you used to be a murder for hire? One doesn’t need a sorcerer’s capabilities when they’re a natural killing machine all on their own. Once you jam the pills you have beneath your tongue into his throat, he’ll drop unconscious. Then, you’ll be able to do what you please to him. And the best part is, he has no clue you’ve been playing him like a fiddle.
One week ago, you attacked him, forcing him to get a little rough with you, sacrificing a few of your fingers. Five days ago, you apologized for your crude behaviour, throwing on your best sad eyes. Four days ago, he seemed satisfied with your remorse; so, three days ago, you had asked him for a sedative to treat your digits, and two days ago, he had already given you enough doses to hide beneath your tongue. Unfortunately for him, his callous generosity will be his downfall. He should have checked your mouth.
The capsules had been easy to alter. The kind of medication he gave you only produced a biodegradable shell that was half full, meaning one could triple the dose by combining the contents of three pills. Of course, that’s precisely what you did. You’ll wait for him to kiss you, and then fling it down his throat. He won’t see it coming, and once he realizes what you’re up to, it’ll be too late. He’ll drop like a light and you’ll kill him.
You’re willing to acknowledge that this is a cowardly way to murder your victim; nonetheless, desperate times call for desperate measures. You can’t overpower him on your own. What’s more, he’s the one who kidnapped you. Assassin work be damned, you’re pretty sure he has this coming.
You hear rustling in the living room. The front door closes. Is it eight o'clock already?
His shoes clack against the mat he sets them atop, discarding them until tomorrow morning. The closet door opens, and you hear the hangers jingle as he removes his jacket. It closes with haste. Clothed feet pad along the carpet, inching closer to you. You brace yourself and adorn the submissive face you had been practicing all day. It’s finally time.
He enters the bedroom. Immediately, his eyes are locked onto yours, hues dancing with delight in the dim light. They immediately dip lower when he catches what you’re wearing in his peripherals.
He shuts the door behind him and loosens his tie. He isn’t wearing his usual glasses. He must have left them at the door. You resist the urge to grin. That means he’s had a long day. His reflexes and intuition won’t be working at full capacity.
“Well, what do we have here?”
You stand up from your perch and reveal all of yourself to him. He drinks you in from top to bottom, spending a few extra seconds staring at your slick-coated thighs. You play with the ends of your baby doll, feigning shyness.
He takes a few steps closer, and you refrain from backing up. You have to sell the illusion. You have to make him believe you want him.
His fingertips touch your upper arms, gliding up to cup your face. There are dark circles under his eyes. He looks as though he’s aged since this morning. You don’t hesitate. Hastily, you wrap your arms around his neck and press your body against him. His breath hitches for a split second before he’s able to compose himself.
Suddenly, his hands are gripping your ass, hoisting you into the air. You wind your legs around his waist and whine in the heated, sexiest tone you can muster. He takes your former place at the end of the bed and holds you firmly on his lap.
“I don’t think you’ve ever been this excited to see me,” he purrs, warm breath ghosting over the shell of your ear. “What’s gotten into you?”
You’re not so naïve as to think he’s blind to your ruse. He doesn’t trust you just yet. You have to do a bit more convincing to distract his wandering mind.
You hump his thigh, gliding your clit against the fabric. The way your body tenses is a genuine reaction. Your sensitive nub likes being dragged across his pant leg. His hands remain on your ass, massaging your cheeks roughly. He claps one of them hard, drawing a gentle mewl from your mouth. Your inner muscles clench reflexively, enjoying the harsh treatment.
“I-I just…” you bite your lower lip, at least trying to make it sound like you were embarrassed about giving in. “mmm, s-so needy.”
His fingers travel up to your hips. In seconds your back is against the mattress, and you’re caged in between his long arms. Nanami leers over you, stern orbs analyzing your face with eagle-like precision. For a moment, you fear he’s seen through your charade.
“Needy?” He echoes. “Well then, why don’t you let me help, sweetheart?”
You repress a grin. He doesn’t suspect a thing. Perhaps he’s not as intelligent as you’ve given him credit for in the past — not when he’s thinking with his dick, at least.
You wrap your arms around his neck and bring him close. Just before you’re about to capture his lips, however, he flips you onto your stomach. You shriek at the swift and sudden change.
“This is the best way to hit your g-spot,” Nanami mutters, the smooth fabric of his dress shirt giving your bare back gooseflesh. “You’re tighter, too.”
He presses a firm hand against your back as he unzips his jeans. With ease, he sinks his thick cock into your narrow canal with some resistance. Your eyes roll back at how delicious he feels, as every single vein glides along your inner walls. His mushroom cap flares, stretching the furthest part of your cunt the most. At once, you feel too full, but there’s no denying you want more.
This isn’t part of the plan, though. You have to be careful. You can’t get lost in the pursuit of pleasure… but it’s been so long. You hadn’t realized how much you were yearning for a good fuck.
He twitches inside you, letting you feel his weight settle in your centre. Your gummy walls clutch him like a long lost lover, except you know he’s nothing of the sort. You’d only ever had sex with him once before, and you had been drunk then; the other instances of sexual contact with him had been limited to oral and spankings, so you weren’t able to deem how good a bed mate he was until now.
You’ve been missing out. You hate to admit this, even just to yourself, but if you had known about Nanami’s size and ability to use what God gave him, you might have let him fuck you into the mattress — captor or not. He feels amazing.
“Shit,” he groans, beginning to pound into you. “What took you so long to accept me?”
You grit your teeth. You can’t tell him. You can’t even think up a lie. Your brain won’t work.
Your tongue drops out of your mouth and you let it hang there, content to lose yourself. Just for a moment, you tell yourself; not too long. You can’t let his game deter you.
Suddenly, Nanami strokes a deep spot in your cunt, punching your back wall in a way that makes you cringe. The pain doesn’t last, though. It’s just the stretch that makes you hurt; the area he’s hitting is having stars appear in your peripherals. Your jaw drops.
His hand releases your hair to wrap around your throat, using his grip as leverage to hit a better angle with your back arched. His palm shifts upwards, and soon, two of his fingers are slithering into your mouth. You wrap your lips around the meaty digits and suck, like you’ve been taught to do by many others.
“That’s it,” he grunts. “There’s my dumb little girl.”
You barely feel his fingers latch onto the capsule beneath your tongue, bringing it out past your lips as his onslaught continues. Your clit is swollen and puffy, evidenced by how much you’re dripping all over his fingers as he rubs the engorged bud. It’s hard to see or think when your eyes are criss-crossed and you’ve been reduced to nothing but a puddle.
Nanami doesn’t slow his thrusts as he brings the pill up to his face and inspects it. He grimaces. It’s covered in your saliva. He’s surprised it didn’t pop out of your whore mouth on its own, with how much you’re drooling.
“You were going to drug me, princess?” He croons, and you can practically see the smirk on his handsome face. “When I make you this drunk on my cock?”
You moan lewdly, not phased by the fact that your plan was just foiled. You can’t explain why it feels so good. You’ve never been this intoxicated by dick before. Prior to now, the closest anyone has ever come to making you lose your mind during sex is when one of your targets, a handsome man in his forties, licked and sucked on your clit like a starved animal; even then, though, you were able to complete your goal.
“I bet you’re wondering why it’s so hot, aren’t you?” He hums, drawing attention to the heat building steadily in your core. “You’re wondering why you want to cum so badly.”
You babble incoherently. It’s true. You aren’t that much of a slut, are you? No. You can’t be. Sex isn’t a good enough trade-off for freedom. How can you lose sight of your goals so simply? You’re nothing if not meticulous.
“I lathered myself with an aphrodisiac before entering,” he explained, rough finger pad itched your clit. “I knew you would try something tonight when I saw you putting on this skimpy little thing.”
He fingers the fabric of your baby doll, and you groan. Of course he has cameras set up around the house, including his bedroom. How else is he supposed to monitor you while he’s away?
“Did you really take me for a fool?” He sneers, pummeling your core until you’re in tears, wanting desperately to cream all over his fat staff. “I know what I have. I won’t let you get away from me that easily.”
He puts half his weight on top of you. You can barely breathe from the pressure, yet, the lack of air in your head is making the experience ten times more intense.
“You’re not playing with a regular man, sweetheart,” he growls, pressing your face into the pillows as his balls tighten. “I’m a sorcerer. I thought I taught you better than this.”
I had an idea for a NSFW post about Gojo vs Nanami but then as I started writing it I had so many thoughts about it so it’s actually going to be a three part post.
Edit: the more I’m writing I’m having even more ideas so I’m trying to think of a way of formating it without it turning into a mess
u and nanami havin sex but he’s being so soft and gentle with his thrusts n u so desperately want him to go faster and harder :( ur literally cryin and holding ur legs up higher, begging him to faster. “please please ken, go harder pleaseeeee” and nanami does nothing other than shush u, pressing a kiss to ur cheek, sayin “you’ll take what i give you angel” before only slightly picking up the pace, leaving u writhing in ur torment and pleasure simultaneously n cockdrunk :(
your hands wrap around the edges of the sink, your gripping it so hard that you feel it could break in your hands. his arms wrap around your waist along with you bunched up skirt. your eyes are screwed shut as his cock abuses your cervix over and over. his groans fill the air of the slightly dirty club bathroom.
he hates that you’re embarrassed of your facial expressions when he’s pleasuring you. when your hands cover your face in embarrassment he detaches his lips from around your nipple and looks at you unamused. he had prepared for this. the cuffs that he attached to his headboard came in handy. with your hands successfully restrained he goes back to work on your nipples.
“never hide your pretty face from me.” he mumbles against your chest.
camboy!nanami kento x camgirl!reader x camboy!getou suguru
word count: 2.1k
warnings: filming, cam sex, heavy pet play, oral sex (m! receiving), unprotected sex, creampie, reader is called kitty, nanami is called sir and getou is called daddy and pretty boy, some mxm action, established poly relationship, use of the phrase “kittycunt” (yes I have no shame this is who I’ve become), mentions of anal and double penetration
synopsis: kento thought he’d live a boring life until he met you two
If you were to ask what kind of life Nanami Kento thought he’d have, he would’ve said a boring life filled with cubicles and paperwork. You could’ve asked him a hundred times and each time would’ve been something different and equally as boring.
He never would’ve thought that he would be in a poly relationship with two loving partners who loved him just as much and he definitely would have never thought that the three of you would have sex on camera on a weekly basis.
It was something he wasn’t sure that he’d get into as easily as he did, at first he was just a watchful viewer when you and Suguru played with each other, controlling the vibrator remote to edge you and make you whine. Then one day he joined you two and the audience loved his addition, they loved watching you both crumble under his dominant fist. He also loved the power and control he had over you two, he could edge you two for hours if he wanted and the tips would just come rolling in. But he wasn’t always that sadistic to you two.
Today was the day of the week where it would happen.
He walked through the door of the filming room and saw one of the sights he loved most, you and Suguru sitting in front of the webcam while the countdown for the show started. You perked up and looked at him with big eyes, jumping from your position to run to him and give him a kiss before dragging him to the webcam.
You were dressed in a frilly little lingerie set that Suguru got you for your birthday, white kitty ears were on top of your head and a matching white tail plug was snug inside you. You also had your collar and leash on and had a mask that covered the top half of your face.
Suguru and Kento had a black and silver mask covering the top halves of their faces and wore dark button up shirts with black slacks. Suguru’s shirt was open to show off his chest which often did good with the audience and Kento’s shirt was buttoned up and he just left two buttons at the top open.
You looked at both men with a big smile as the clock ticked down, “ready?” They nodded and both pressed a kiss to each of your cheeks.
“Go on and start the stream little kitty, I’ll get the remote and the vibrator.” Kento kissed you softly and got up to find the bullet vibrator he often attached to you during the streams. While he was searching you pressed record and started the stream, smiling as the number of viewers quickly increased from 0 to the thousands.
“Hi everyone! Looks like you were all looking forward to this tonight.” You read through the comments, most of them commenting how cute you looked or how attractive Suguru was and Suguru leaned in to read the comments along with you.
“Well thank you everyone but the real star of the show here is our little kitty, isn’t that right sir?” Suguru smirked as he looked back at Kento, who had the bullet vibrator and remote in his hand and made his way back in the view of the camera.
“Yes you’re absolutely right pretty boy, well since we’re ready, how about we get started? Go on the bed kitty, on all fours, show everyone your cute little tail.” You quickly followed his orders and jumped onto the bed, presenting yourself on all fours and showing everyone your bottomless panties while you wiggled your ass.
It was easy for the three of you to get into your roles since they reflected the roles you three had in your day to day life and sex life that wasn’t recorded by a camera. You easily fell into a submissive role, letting your men take care of you and pleasure you in ways unimaginable. Suguru was always a switch at heart and Kento was the perfect dom for both of you, knowing how to balance being stern and care for you both.
Kento leaned forward to read the comments that were popping up on the screen and chuckled. “Oh thank you, @/dilfguro, for the generous tip and don’t you worry, we’ll get straight to pleasing our little kitty.” He made his way over to you and Suguru followed closely behind, shedding his shirt and dropping his pants down so he was only clad in his boxers. “Go in front of her face pretty boy, it’s my week to fuck her.”
Suguru pouted, even though he knew that it would be Kento’s turn to fuck you on cam. “But I wanna fuck her sir, feels so good.” Kento sighed and grabbed a handful of Suguru’s hair pulling on the soft locks roughly and bringing Suguru’s face close to his own.
“You had your turn all last week brat, now be a good boy and listen to me, got it? I won’t tell you twice or you’ll get edged for a week.” He let go and Suguru immediately walked over to sit in front of you and you quickly moved to pull his boxers down while Kento set up the vibrator against your clit and put it on low. He turned to look at the monitor and saw another large donation on the screen, “ah you’re absolutely right and thank you for another generous tip @/sixeyestoru. She does look better with a cock in her mouth and one buried in her pussy. So I’m assuming that means no prep for her. Sorry kitty, you can take my cock without any prep right?” While it sounded like he was asking for permission you knew his tone from anywhere, you were going to take him without prep regardless.
“Yes sir, please fuck your kitty.” You looked back at him with big eyes and wiggled your ass which made him heighten the vibrations. “Good kitty, now you know what to do for the camera.”
Your legs buckled from the heightened vibrations and you turned to look at the webcam, “thank you and please make sure to tip if you want to see something done.” You flashed a pretty smile at the camera and Suguru reached over to pull on your collar and make you focus on him.
“Now you know what to do now right? If you want sir’s cock inside you, you have to start sucking mine” he pulled you over to his cock until it was right in front of your face. “And if you want to cum then you have to make me cum first, so do your best my pretty little kitty.”
You gave kitten licks to the tip of his cock and nodded at his words. “Don’t worry, I’ll make you cum daddy.” Kento undressed himself behind you and you took Suguru’s cock in your mouth, bobbing your head and hollowing your cheeks the way he liked. Once you got to work Kento pulled his cock out, spit on his hand and lined his cock with your entrance. When you started to push back against him he gripped your hips and slammed his cock inside you, making your jaw drop and you let out a choked out moan. Suguru took advantage of your open mouth and lifted his hands to your head and started thrusting up into your mouth.
“Oh shit kitty, such the perfect fucking mouth.” He threw his head back against the headboard and continued thrusting into your mouth while Kento thrusted into you hard and fast.
Your head was growing completely fuzzy with pleasure, you loved the way Suguru fucked your throat while Kento used your pussy like a fleshlight and the buzzing against your clit was an added bonus. Your gags and moans created a harmony with their groans and the squelches of your cunt each time Kento thrusted into you.
“Oh fuck, keep fucking her face like that pretty boy, her little kittycunt is getting so fucking tight.” He raised his hand from your hip and cracked his hand against your ass multiple times while raising the vibrations on the vibrator until it was at the max. Tears of pleasure streamed down your face and moans kept leaving you each time Suguru thrusted out of your mouth. Kento lifted his head to look at you and Suguru and chuckled at the sight, both of you completely fucked out after such a short period of time. He continued thrusting into you and leaned forward, using the hand that was spanking you to hook around the back of Suguru’s neck and pull him close so he could kiss him. His tongue explored Suguru’s mouth and Suguru’s cock twitched as it got buried in the back of your throat.
Multiple pings went off as the tips began flooding in but they just became background noise to you all. All you three were focused on was each other’s pleasure. Suguru broke the kiss and rested his forehead against Kento’s, pants and moans leaving his lips. “Gonna cum sir, I’m gonna cum.” Kento smirked and pressed his lips against Suguru’s once more and he pulled back slightly, “cum for me pretty boy.”
Kento let Suguru go and he began thrusting into you at the same pace Suguru thrusted into your mouth. After a few thrusts Suguru’s hips stuttered and he began to coat your throat in his cum. “Cumming! Oh fuck I’m cumming!” He held you down on his cock until he finished then pulled you off and gripped your collar so he could lift your head and kiss you. You moaned and whimpered against his lips and Kento turned back to look at the webcam.
“Oh would you look at that, our highest tipper has a request. @/moneymei said ‘now that the pretty boy came, now it’s time to make the prettiest kitty cum, make sure she cries nice and loud.’ Wow you hear that, looks like our pretty kitty has an admirer, ready to cum kitty?” He pulled on your leash and yanked you back until your back was pressed against his chest. “What do you say kitty? Wanna cum? Wanna make our highest tipper happy?”
You were a complete mess at this point, the knot in your stomach was as tight as it could be and it was just begging to snap. “Please let me cum sir! Please let me cum! I wanna make everyone happy please!” He loosened his grip on your leash so you could drop onto your hands and began thrusting into you again. “Go cum kitty, you earned it.” At his command you moaned out loudly and Suguru leaned in to pepper kisses along your cheek and jaw and his hands tugged and teased your nipples to help you ride out your orgasm. Kento’s orgasm followed shortly after yours, he only thrusted a few more times and filled you to the brim with cum. He bent down and peppered kisses along your spine and once he filled you up the three of you were panting.
You all took a few seconds to collect yourselves and Kento pulled out of you so you could rest fully against the bed, giving the webcam a fucked out smile. Suguru shifted a bit to let you rest your head on his this and spoke. “Well, that’s all for tonight everyone. Thank you for the tips and for joining and we also have some fun news! Wanna tell ‘em kitty?”
You nodded and lifted your head a bit, “my birthday is this weekend and to celebrate we’re hosting a special stream and well you all can send us what you want us to do! I was thinking about having daddy and sir fill both my asshole and kittycunt at the same time! I’ve always wanted to try it on cam! Let us know what you want to see and see you then!” You all waved at the camera and Kento got up to shut off the stream and then dropped on the bed.
“Fuck that was so much fun. Let’s rest a bit and then we’ll take a nice hot bath with lots of bubbles and then we can order in. How does sushi sound?”
You and Suguru nodded and Kento got up to kiss you both softly. “I love you two so much, you’ve changed my life for the better.”
“We love you too, Kento.” Suguru smiled at him and nodded, “we love you a lot.”
Kento Nanami used to be a boring man who lived a boring life, then two special people showed up and made him look forward to whatever future he had as long as you two were in it.
: pussyeating, overstimulation, male masturbation, praising, multiple orgasms, pussywhipped/pussydrunk men
/: omgg imagine like a really shy reader who’s insecure about oral sex because she’s had bfs who were reluctant or shitty in the past and just refused to give oral
Pairing: Nanami x Female Reader Characters: Nanami Kento, surprise person (let’s be real you can probably guess lmao) Rating:NSFW Content: d/s dynamic, blowjob, cum swallowing, dacryphilia, dumbification, threesome, degradation, praise
PLEEEEASE the way this man could take me into overtime O_O
Okay we all know Nanami is a dilf without kids let’s be real
It wasn’t exactly an odd occurrence. Being called to the study that Nanami typically resides in. It was just his wording… I need you here now. Usually he’d put it across as more of a request rather than a demand. It feels awfully similar to the events that usually take place after work hours.
“You called for me?” Your voice is quiet as you gently tap on the open door. He doesn’t appear to be in any sort of distress. Nanami doesn’t even glance up, not a single flicker. “Shut the door and come here.” It’s that tone. The same one that never fails to make you weak at the knees. Instinctively, you do as your told. The door shuts and you glide over to where he sits behind a desk, shuffling piles of paper. “Knees.” That command you had heard a million times before was ringing though your head. Your eyes widen in disbelief. “But-” “I said knees.” This being the only moment that his eyes meet yours makes you immediately obey. “Good girl.” His large hand brushes over your hair, stroking you softly. Your eyes flutter shut, loving the feeling of him being gentle. You feel a familiar fabric wrap loosely around your neck. As you glance down you take notice of his tie. You tilt your head to the side in confusion. “Come.” He pulls you in by the tie, tightening it all the while guiding you to sit on the floor between his legs. Your hands rest on his muscular thighs as you look up at him, already diving into subspace and awaiting his next command.
Nanami gently grips your chin, his thumb grazing your bottom lip. He didn’t even need to use his words and you already knew what he wanted. Wasting no time, you reach up to undo his belt. Pictures of the night before where he used it to tie your hands together flash in your mind. He’s already hard. This must be why he called you in so urgently. You know all too well how much he hates wasting time, so you promptly follow the usual procedure.
Nanami has always been good at keeping a poker face. If not for his heavy breathing, you wouldn’t even know that he was enjoying himself. From just a minute your throat already hurts, suppose that’s from his almost unbelievable size. But then again, from the first encounter with him you knew he would be packing. He wraps the tie around his fist and pulls you up closer, slightly choking you to tighten the space in your throat. As he runs a hand loosely through his hair, you notice the veins on his hands coming to surface. God how they were so pretty. Especially when he’d wrap his hand around your neck. “That’s a good girl.” Nanami praises. His voice still low but evidently breathy. You loved seeing the effect you had on him, it was so hypnotising to see such a prideful man abandon his image and give himself over to pleasure.
By the way the muscles in his thighs started tensing you knew he was getting close. You suck your cheeks in more and take him deeper, trying to please him as best as possible. The faint sound of footsteps down the hallway makes you freeze. Sure, if anyone walked in they wouldn’t be able to see you with the desk covering the front. Yet you still panic ever so slightly. Nanami’s breath hitches at the loss. “Don’t stop no matter what.” He instructs, stroking your cheek with his thumb. You nod and carry on, trying to ignore the footsteps growing closer towards the room. Unsurprisingly, you hear the door swing open.
“Nanamiiiiiiii~” A cheery voice rings through the room. Your eyes widen at the sound. You look up to Nanami who keeps a straight face all the while choking you more. “Always working, boring!” The voice beams. “Better than someone who doesn’t work at all.” Nanami replies sternly, his voice having a slight shake to it. “What do you want?” You try your best to tune them out, focusing on the task you were appointed with. Nanami drops his grip on the tie and holds your head down, forcing you to deepthroat his cock. You can’t breathe, you feel the urge to pull back but a warm feeling spills into your throat. Once swallowing you pull away and cough, trying to get back the air that was taken. Once realising what you’d done, you slap your hand to your mouth and look up at Nanami, expecting him to be angry. Yet… he grimaces.
“Oh, I see~” The voice titters, stepping closer towards the desk. Your face flushes to a bright red. Nanami scoots back and looks down at you. “Come on out of there.” Hesitantly, you stand. Unable to even turn around and look at the other person in the room. Nanami guides you to sit down onto his desk. Your eyes peer over to the glass cabinet in the corner of the room that’s reflection just barely made out the image of him. Gojo Satoru. You can’t even bring yourself to look at Nanami, you simply keep your head down. “So that’s what you were doing.” Gojo snickers whilst stepping towards the desk. “And here I thought you were just a workaholic.” Nanami rolls his eyes while one of his hands traces circles on your thigh. “She can be a piece of work at times.” He teases, referring to the times you’d disobey his orders or act bratty. “Not today though. She’s been good.” His soft praise makes your eyes glaze over in submission, that was all it really took with him. “How interesting!” Gojo’s surprisingly cold fingertips gently trail against the back of your neck. “Perhaps you’d let your most dearest friend take her for a test drive.” You could just sense that idiotic smile even without looking at him. “By all means. But she only listens to me, good luck.” Nanami leans back in his chair and crosses his arms, watching the scene unfolding in front of his eyes. Gojo taps his chin in thought. “Then maybe you could give me a little head start. It’s only fair.”
Nanami cocks an eyebrow before staring intensely into your eyes. “Present.” His tone vibrates throughout your body. Before you even know it, you’re spreading your legs on the desk and flashing him your already soaked panties underneath your skirt. He smiles ever so slightly and shakes his head. “Not to me. Him.” Nanami motions his head towards Gojo’s direction. You can’t help but feel a mixture of arousal and embarrassment stirring inside you. You spin your body around and present yourself to the white haired man. Never in your life had you done something like this. Gojo grins widely. “What a pretty sight!” He grazes one of his fingers against the thin fabric of your underwear, causing you to jolt. “And already wet, how lovely.” He presses his finger slightly harder, right against your clit. You whine and grip the desk in anticipation.
Gojo taps two of his fingers against your bottom lip. “Suck for me darl~” His tone just as playful as ever. Hesitantly, you part your lips and allow him to place them in your mouth. Your tongue laps around his fingers, coating them in your saliva. You had craved to have your lips around something else of his but fingers would have to do for now. He pulls his hand away and pushes your panties to the side. Following no hesitation, Gojo pushes a finger inside. You gasp at the feeling of his cold and thin finger now grazing against your g-spot that he found with such ease. You whine as he inserts yet another finger. You tighten around him.
Nanami’s hands snake onto your hips, the familiar warmth from his fingers seeps into your skin along with the graze of calluses. You lean your head back onto his shoulder, panting against the stimulation. Nanami appears completely unbothered by the scene unravelling before him, yet you know that he’s just aching to touch you. The knot in your stomach tightens to an almost burning point. Your legs wrap around Gojo’s waist, pulling him in closer. You want this release. No. You need this release. Your body screams at you to let go, yet you don’t allow yourself. You fight back against the feeling that overwhelms every single nerve in your body. Over and over, you reject yourself the chance of an orgasm. You’ve been trained too well to accept the opportunity. Gojo seems rather confused but still amused at your flustered face, admiring your lustful expression. Once Nanami realises what’s happening, he smirks. “Hard to make her come, right?” He asks, trailing his fingers along your stomach. So close yet so far. ”Admittedly, yes.” Gojo chuckles to himself. “Never had this issue before. I can feel her getting close but then it disappears.” He tilts his head to the side as if to try and figure out what was going on. Nanami lays soft pecks on your neck sending tingles through your body. “She doesn’t come unless given permission. Such a good girl.” He whispers the latter into your ear. The sound of his praise just adding to your wetness.
“Please-” You whine, looking back at him with a delicious desperation to your eyes. Nanami kisses your temple and shakes his head. “Not me. I don’t have my fingers inside you right now.” Despite knowing exactly what was going on, you still blush at his dirty words. You turn to Gojo who smiles widely. “Can I please–” Your back arches off of Nanami as Gojo curls his fingers inside you, hitting another sweet spot. “I need it! Please!” Your soft whines soon turning to begging once you feel the build-up come rushing back. Gojo speeds up his fingers, watching the water spring to your eyes. “You can come.” Upon the discovery that it took just a mere 3 words to send you over the edge, Gojo marvelled in the power that he held. Your legs shake violently through the orgasm that felt twice as powerful all because of the edging.
Nanami moves away from you and joins Gojo on the other side of the desk, admiring the mess made of you. “Not bad. But it’s much better when she begs for me.” He gloats, shrugging his shoulders. You can barely focus on the words that they’re saying, all you can do is ride out the shaking. “By all means, show me.” Gojo motions for him to show how its done. A challenge easily accepted. Nanami steps forward and lifts you up off the desk. You can barely stand with your trembling legs. “Tell me, who do you want?” He asks. You can’t tear your eyes away from his, so hypnotising. “You! Please Nanami- please fuck me! I want you!” Your words make him grin. “Knees.” Immediately, you drop down wasting no time. His zipper is still down which makes it so much easier. You pull his underwear down just enough to slip his cock out. In a second, it’s sliding down your throat. Deep, deep down just the way he likes it. Nanami throws his head back, encouraging you to keep going. Nanami looks down at you, chest heaving and flushed face. “It’s not just me here.” His head jerks toward Gojo. You pull Gojo in by the hem of his shirt and briefly pull away from Nanami. Gojo assists in pulling down his pants, letting his cock spring free. With saliva already dripping around your mouth, you run your lips up his length, guiding your tongue to follow. One hand wraps around Nanami, pumping him while you suck off Gojo. Nanami’s hand tangles into your hair, telling you it’s his turn again. Over and over you swap between the two until they both reach their limit. You sit with your hands on the floor between your legs and stick out your tongue. The two of them stroke themselves, aiming for your throat as they finish around the same time. Their cum lands not only in your mouth but also on your cheek and partially in your hair.
They watch as you wipe your cheek and lick your fingertips clean. Nanami throws his head to the side almost seeming frustrated before lifting you up off the floor by your wrists. He grips your chin between his fingers. Your eyes linger towards Gojo who simply watches with a smug smile while slowly rubbing himself. Before you even know it, you’re pinned to the desk from behind. You push back against his crotch, feeling the hardness between your bare ass. With a slight grunt, Nanami thrusts himself inside of you. Despite being so wet, it hurts like crazy, your hole being stretched and insides pounded. You had been craving this for so long. Gojo makes his way to the other side of the desk and sits down on the chair, watching your face as you’re completely ruined. Your tongue falls from your mouth as you pant. Gojo takes it as an opportunity to put his thumb in your mouth while he continues to stroke himself. Instinctively, you start sucking which seems to make him laugh a little. ”Want it that bad?” He asks, leaning forward. Your eyes glue to his cock that leans against his toned abdomen. You nod and whimper, unable to use your words. Nanami angles himself to abuse your sweet spot. You lurch forward and yelp with tears in your eyes. Gojo stands from the seat and steps closer toward you. One hand gripping your hair, the other steadying his cock.
You stick out your tongue and lick at the tip that still has remnants of his cum. He pushes himself inside your mouth once again, reaching the very back of your throat. It only makes the tears trapped in your eyes fall down your cheeks. He thrusts his hips forward, never giving you the chance to do it yourself. Nanami’s hands almost bruise your hips from the force. Every snap of his hips makes your whine. If it weren’t for a full mouth, you’d be screaming out. “Aww she’s so cute, getting her holes stuffed.” Gojo cooes while still fucking your face. “She’s even crying.” He wipes a tear from your cheek and licks it from his finger. Nanami groans and speeds up. “That’s because she’s pathetic. Clamping down on me like this.” His hand swiftly makes contact with your ass, sending a stinging sensation through your body. You choke back on Gojo, saliva dripping down your chin and landing on the desk. You look up at him with teary eyes, his head is tilted back while he absorbs all the pleasure. He glances down at you and smiles. “So pretty.”
With the spots Nanami keeps hitting, it doesn’t take long for an orgasm to come creeping up on you. You tap against Gojo’s thighs, telling him to pull away. “Please- m’gonna come- please–” You beg almost breathlessly. Nanami tuts and thrusts harder. “Not yet.” He demands. Your mind becomes clouded, you try your best to not let the build-up happen but it all feels too good. Your entire body tightens up at the burning feeling that fills between your hips. Nanami feels your tighten against him with your legs slightly trembling. He pulls you in towards him by your hair. “Don’t you dare.” He growls. Just the sound of his voice is enough to send you reeling. You cry out with a broken voice as your body convulses through your orgasm. As Nanami pulls out, you fall to the floor. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to–!” You whimper while crawling towards him. Nanami shakes his head. “You know what this means don’t you.” He crouches down to your level and brushes his hand gently through your hair.
The wood of the desk feels cold against your now bare back. All of your clothes are scattered across the room. Your hips ache as Gojo thrusts inside of you. Nanami sits in his desk chair, stroking himself and moaning your name. You whine and beg for him to let you touch him but he simply ignores your very existence. Your hands remain trapped in Gojo’s clutch, you can’t even reach out to him. All you can do is watch him as you’re fucked by another man.
You don’t know how many times Gojo had edged you, but it’s enough to have you aching and sobbing for a release. Streaks from your tears stain your cheeks and leave a salty taste on your lips. Gojo tilts his head to the side, looking at you like you’re a helpless puppy. “You wanna come that bad?” He asks. You nod your head while choking back on tears. He looks towards Nanami who sits with a pleased smile. “Our turn first.” Gojo picks up his speed, your insides already feeling bruised enough without his aggressive movements. You whine at the mixture of pain and pleasure. One look is all it takes for you to tell that Nanami is close. His cheeks flushed to a pretty pink that he refuses to ever acknowledge. As he approaches his climax, Nanami stands and shoves himself into your mouth before filling it completely with him cum. His hand covers both your mouth and nose as he pulls away, cutting off your air. “You’d better swallow.” He watches as you let the cum fall down your throat, the salty taste fills your mouth. With few final thrusts, Gojo pulls out quickly and paints your body with his own cum, covering you with the white liquid. Your chest heaves as you look up at Nanami expectantly. He rolls his eyes with a slight smile and heads over to stand between your legs. You sit up and watch the two of them as they glance at each other with a sort of deviant look to their eyes. Not a single word is uttered, yet they both seem to know exactly what to do.
Gojo’s fingers trail to your clit while Nanami pushes two of his own inside of you. You gasp at the sensation and throw your head back. All the edging had made you especially sensitive to touch. With both of their hands working at the same time, it hardly takes any time to get you back to the build-up that you had been deprived of so many times. Your eyes flutter shut as you whimper. The very tipping point being Nanami mumbling a ‘good girl’ under his breath. You lean your hand against Nanami’s shoulder, your legs try to close but they force them open, not letting you cover up. Electricity shoots through your body as you tremble and fall back against the desk. The two of them pull their hands away from you and wait for you to sit back up.
Nanami gathers your clothes and helps you put them back on while whispering soft praises that make you blush. He kisses you on the forehead and carries you over to the small sofa in the corner of the room where he sets you down on his lap, holding you close. Gojo cleans himself up and approaches the two of you, kneeling down and looking at you as your closed eyes make your eyelashes fan against your cheeks. “Pretty good test drive.” He jokes. You snicker a little and bury your face in Nanami’s chest, inhaling his comforting scent. “Might come back every now and then to check on your ‘work’.” Gojo smiles before standing up and heading towards the door. Nanami rolls his eyes and traces small circles on your cheeks, providing you with a sense of safety. If there was one thing he never failed to be amazing at, it was definitely aftercare. You peer up at him. He looks down and plants another kiss on your forehead. “Also don’t think I’ll go easy on you tonight because of this.” He breaks the silence. Your eyes widen as you gulp. “We’re using the rope tonight.” He smirks. _______________________________________________________________ But fr I want to be spit-roasted by these two I will PAY GOOD MONEY This post took me so fucking long for literally no reason
Today we’re thinking about the Jujutsu Kaisen men and their kinks.
Summary- Headcanons to drabbles of the jjk men and shit i just know gets them off.
Cw- Various kinks, Black Gn reader.
Sakuna Ryomen -petplay
It literally feeds into his superiority complex.
He dosent even really think of it as a kink , The way he see’s it crawling around on the floor , laying at his feet and begging for every little thing is exactlyhow every human should behave around him, Ryomen Sakuna, the king of curses. although he has noticed that he does get a tad harder whenever you don your leash and collar.
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“ Beg on all fours dog , puppy’s dont walk on two legs like people.” Sakuna grunts, fat cock bucking up into his one of his hands.
You immediately drop to your knees, whimpering for him like a kennel pup, the pretty tail stuffed neatly in your ass shaking left and right behind you.
“Good puppy” He all but whimpers , your complete obedience making his cock twitch.
Gojo Satoru -Praise
Gojo doesn’t need someone to tell him how amazing he is.
He already knows.
Throughout the heavens and Earth , he alone is the honored one.
Yet, nothing puts him on a bigger power trip than hearing how great he his fall from your lips while He’s buried deep inside of you, hips rutting against brown thighs as he hits that spot again and again ——-
“does it feel good , hmm?” Gojo groans head tucked in the crook of your neck. He knows it does, your shaking-vibrating -clenching around him and slurring your words , but still he needs you to say it, needs to hear it.
“s’ so good Toru” The neediness in your voice is almost enough to push him over the edge-but still he wants more .
“If feels-fuck-it feels good huh? Is it the best you’ve ever had - I’m the best you ever had right?”
“T-the best Toru-fuck-The best -Y’re the best ”
He knows he is, but that dosent stop his hips from stuttering at your words, lips curling into a deliciousohashe hits his climax at the same time you do.
Mahito- Pain play-
AN: I’m sorry for being a mahito simp but pretty androgyny man makes brain go brr.
He enjoys the torment of others, but not quite how enjoys the torment of you.
Nothing gets him off more than contorting your body into anything he wishes , Taking any boundary you thought you had and crushing it in the palm of his hand. You’re pained cries and whimpers, turning into moans make him think that if heaven truly does exist, it must be between your thighs.
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“You can take more”
he knows you probably can’t. The alteration of his cock to such an extreme size was no doubt splitting you in half.
“Ta-t-Take it out, s'tmuch Mahito
If he was a better curse he might have have stopped.
But he isn’t a better curse, and his moral compass is no doubt broken. Besides , those cute whimpers escaping from your lips as he slides you down lower-were just to fucking perfect to stop now.
All he offers you is another "You can take more” Eyes fixated on the image of his cock poking through the skin of your stomach,
“Youwill take more-because if I have to pull out, ill bruise that pretty brown ass black and blue- until you cant fucking walk for a week.”
That seems to edge you further, and you slid down a few more inches until you finally bottom out. Face scrunched up in pain.
He wishes he could take a picture of your expression, but instead he simply lets his fingers dip down , pressing harshly into your thighs , basking in the adorable screech you let out .
Suguru Geto-Degradation.
You’re filth.
Utter weak human filth.
As a non sorcerer , your below the lowest animal , light Years away from being Geto’s equal. And there’s not a moment that goes by that he isn’t reminding you of this. Sex is no exception, and he couldn’t care less if his words hurt your feelings- You’re lucky He’s even laying with waste such as yourself.
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“This , keeping my cock warm, is all your good for waste”
You whimper at that , flinching away at the harshness of his words only to be pulled back , nails digging into your hips.
“ Dont run from me, you’re gonna serve your fucking purpose” He grunts, slamming harder into your poor hole giving little regard to his size or letting you adjust.
“S'tmuch S-Suguru.” You groan, entire body shaking.
“Dont pretend you dont-fuck-like itbitch. you humans are so such simple creatures, all you want for in life is to be stuffed full of me, whether its this pussy, that ass or that annoying mouth.
"Maybe we’ll put that mouth to better use hmm?”
“Gag you on it , make you choke.” The brunette groans cock twitching inside of you.
Nanami Kento-Impact play
Nanami is a very stressed man. Between mentoring annoying kids and helping out non sorceress with all their problems, he has very little time to wind down and relax, but when he does what better way to do it than to take all of the stress out on your pretty plump ass.
Whether you’re bent over a coffee table or over his knee , or whether he’s using his hand or a belt , bruising your ass is his favorite form of stress relief.
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“You’ve lost count, I think we should start over.”
You dont protest , you know that if you do it will only result in more lashes , and Kento’s day seemed to be less than amazing so you know better than try to argue with him.
Instead you brace yourself for the next hit of his large hand . Ass raw and stinging.
You whimper when his had comes down again but you compose yourself quickly and manage a shaky “o-ne”
“You know.. resisting will only stop you from enjoying this.” Another heavy hit of the flogger against your inner thigh, marking the third time in the same spot. Unable to move from the spread out position you’re in since each of your limbs are cuffed to the bed posts. Your unresponsiveness doesn’t sit well with the man towering above you. A firm hand slaps your thigh harder than the flogger did previously and even though you flinch viciously with every hit, the bed doesn’t shake. “Nanami what’s the meaning of this?” He leans down close to you, minty breath fanning against your face when he responds, “Why the formalities? We’re just trying something new.” Gritting your teeth, you hiss, “Yeah, clearly. The Kento I know would’ve warned me at least.” A forced chuckle is all you hear before he steps away and opens a drawer behind you, pulling an object out and walking back towards you with it behind his back. “I apologize in advance for what you’re going to experience.” Confusion is written all over your face, an expression that he’s never left you feeling before.
When a cold cylinder shape is pressed against your lips, an incoherent slur you ask, “What are you doing?” Nanami lifts your head, and you receive no answer to your question. What you do hear, is the sound of a buckle snapping. At the same time, the object in your mouth tightens enough to stop you from speaking overall. “It’s just a ball gag, sweetheart.” He steps away from you and walks back over to the drawer that he pulled this device from. Carefully and quietly selecting which toys to use against you while you stare at the ceiling. More than anything, you’re in disbelief that he’s capable of something like this. You know that he would never cause any real harm to you, but he’s a dedicated man and you don’t know how long he’ll drag things out.
Nanami tosses a few items next to your body, before sitting down next to you and blocking your view from identifying what they are. Metal clanks together while he ruffles his hand through the pile. He picks up a pair of nipple clamps and lets you examine them before adjusting the clips to a looser setting. You watch him, quiet and alert; paying attention to his every move. Tension in the room is high, a mixture of his excitement and concentration. Nanami places the nipple clamps on you one by one. What’s supposed to be a moan ends up sounding like a hum against the gag in your mouth, eyes rolling back at the sharp sting on your nipples. His eyes peer down at your cunt that’s drooling onto the sheets below you. How’s he supposed to maintain his resolve when you’re like this in front of him? Sprawled out on the bed with vulnerability washed over your features like a fawn who lost their mother. Two deft fingers slip into your cunt, exiting as quick as they entered while he observes his slick coated fingers. “I’m glad you’re pleased by this.”
When Nanami presses two fingers back into your heat, you tense up at the feeling of something lingering inside of you after his fingers retreat from your body. A thin piece of silicone dangles out of your cunt, tickling you between both holes. A vibrator egg. The lightbulb in your head turning on evidently shows across your face and Nanami wastes no time setting the toy to vibrate. The setting is on low, just enough to shake your insides but not fill you with euphoria. He pulls out a large vibrating wand, turning it on and bringing it to your clit. All these feelings mixed together is a dangerous cocktail, leaving you trembling and wishing you had access to grab the sheets. He watches you earnestly as you come undone with each second that passes. The vibrator in your cunt doesn’t make you feel stuffed, leaving you clenching around it; wishing for more. The constant pressure of your nipples being clamped is intoxicating if you concentrate on it for long enough. Each time you’re on the brink of cumming, he highers the vibrating wand setting against your clit and watches as you orgasm violently, over and over, until near convulsions.
After your fifth forced orgasm, Nanami still hasn’t grown tired of seeing your eyes tear up at the pleasure that became painful orgasms ago. You desperately tug your arms and legs against the metal cuffs, trying to get them to break so you can put an end to this madness. Wrists and ankles have gone raw from your attempts, throat dry and scratchy from trying to scream beneath the ball gag. He notices your pupils dilated far beyond normal because of the stress you’re in. Agonizing stress resulting in you yearning for his cock, crying to be stuffed full of his cum. He’s finally ready to give in to your muffled pleads for mercy.
Nanami unlatches the ball gag from your mouth, preparing himself to be chastised for his antics. Instead of verbally crucifying him, you ask him nicely if he can let you free. Like a butler to your requests, he pulls the vibrating egg out of you before unlocking the cuffs on your ankles and wrists. All four sets of cuffs are thrown onto the bed and the keys tossed onto the dresser. You examine the blemishes from where the metal dug into your skin, whining when you stretch your joints and feel the air reach your wounds. The room is silent besides the sound of the ceiling fan and the wall clock. You scan over his built figure, clad in a suit with his signature blue shirt and flashy tie combination. The bulge in his pants doesn’t go unnoticed either.
With every step closer to Nanami you grimace at how soaked you are between your legs. His eyes don’t leave yours as you bend onto your knees and undo his belt, pulling his pants and boxers to his ankles quickly. As bad as you want him buried in your cunt right now, your main priority is revenge. A husky groan comes from him when you wrap your hand around his cock. Precum already spilling out the tip, you lick it off painfully slow before taking the entirety of his length into your throat. Your tongue licks a stripe on the underside of his cock before sucking on his tip firmly. Nanami’s head is thrown back, hands clutching the edge of the dresser you’ve pinned him against. He’s a man who likes to bask in the intimate moments you share. But the way you’re swallowing his cock like it’ll be your last time is making him fall apart. One hand grips into his thigh, the other jerking the rest of his length that doesn’t fit in your mouth. His senses are on overdrive, every bit of pleasure you’re giving him flows through his body and clouds his mind with thoughts of filling you to the hilt. When he looks down at your teary eyes and notices the spit dripping out either sides of your mouth, he can’t hold back. You continue maintaining eye contact while his cum shoots down your throat, going as far as making audible gulping noises that stir the knot in his stomach even more.
Nanami is putty in your hands now. You lead him to the bed and straddle his waist, unbuttoning his dress shirt and pulling him by the tie into a needy kiss. Grinding your clit against his growing length, the man beneath you is more vocal than usual. Guttural moans escape his lips as he rolls his hips upwards and brushes your clit beautifully. You lean back onto your elbows, giving him a clear view to your glistening cunt. He’s a slave for your wet pussy, taking every chance to eat you out besides today. You think he owes it to you after what he put you through, so you stand up quickly and position yourself over his face before sinking down until your clit reaches his mouth. He doesn’t complain, instantly sucking your sensitive bud with precision and sending you into a blissful state with every drag of his tongue.
This is your chance. The cuffs he restrained you with are awfully close to his own hands that are digging into your soft thighs. You pry his hands off of you, placing one of them on your breast before quickly handcuffing the other. The cold metal around his wrist instantly tells him what’s going on. To stop him from asking you what’s going on, you ride his face ardently and quickly cuff the other; already missing the feeling of his hands against your skin.
Sitting on his face was just a mere distraction, ignoring the low whimper he lets out when you detach yourself and sit on his lap. His thick cock is already hard as you grind your clit up and down his length. Precum dribbles out of his tip, a true testament of how turned on he is. You line himself up with your slick heat that’s been patiently waiting for this moment. A pleasured sigh is let out by the both of you in unison as he stretches you out.
Nanami wants nothing more than to grip you by the hips, rock you on his cock and hold your body flush to his. Instead, you snap your hips against his viciously, not giving him an ounce of decency or the chance to revel in the plush gumminess of your pussy. The frustration he feels is audible in his moans that grow increasingly louder. One thing that he’s grateful about is that you haven’t cuffed his ankles yet. He meets your cunt halfway, adamant on doing anything to contribute to your bliss. The wet noises of you taking him are sloppy, lewd and the result of the slew orgasms you’ve had earlier. Though your leg muscles yearn for a break, you grab his tie with one hand; forcing him to look at you while you roll your hips against his cock. It feels like forever before Nanami’s moans crack and drag out, his seed spilling into you while his delicious noises restore your strength.
The man underneath you is flushed red, glaring at you through low lidded eyes. You’re determined to make him feel completely sheepish in this vulnerable state. He’s earned this treatment. You undo his tie, unbutton his blue shirt and allow his chest to be out on display. His nipples taste faintly of cologne mixed with a tinge of sweat. The musky earthy scent that you’re all too familiar with after his long days of work. When you bite down on the bud, his expression is blown wide with furrowed brows. “You’ve started something that you can’t finish, Nanami.”
It doesn’t take long for him to get hard again since you’re dragging your tongue up the underside of his cock. This time you decide to ride him reverse cowgirl. Your nails dig into his legs while you hold them for support. The view of your ass is nothing short of mesmerizing. Nanami has to look up at the ceiling to stop himself from cumming prematurely. Your cunt mercilessly clamps around his length, constricting around each vein and ridge that rummages through your walls. Every rotation of your hips before sinking back onto him is intense. His bulbous tip nudges against your cervix, kissing the smooth muscle enough to tickle the coil that’s building inside of you. Normally he would sit up and bring an arm around to play with your clit, but today you’re left to do it on your own. You lean back to lay with your back against his chest. He presses kisses to your neck, nibbling on the skin he can reach comfortably. His cock is still inside of you while you circle your clit with two fingers; chasing your own orgasm as he bites his bottom lip, trying not to release before you. “Move Nanami.” Desperation woven in your tone, he puts all of his weight on the heels of his feet while rutting into you. The pressure inside of you snaps once his momentum is steady, coating him in your essence when you hear the grunting of him fucking you using all of the strength in his legs. Cloud 9 is the reality he’s living in right now, shooting his third round of cum into your sopping pussy. You stay pressed against him for a while, regaining your composure before peeling off of his damp chest.
Nanami radiates a different type of beauty in this scenario. He’s usually levelheaded, imperturbable. Never dealing with a racing heart besides during a work out or a strenuous fight against a cursed spirit. Not having control over himself is a disadvantage in his eyes. He’s finally come to terms that you’re going to continue. A smart man, he truly is. Even though your soul is back at the starting line to ruin him, your body is worn out. He notices by your sluggish walk back over to him, tutting his teeth at your undying determination. You’ve been too lenient with him, having only restricted the use of his arms. Meanwhile, you were unable to move any of your limbs, not granted the permission to moan because of the ball gag stuffed in your mouth. He used toys on you and pushed you without any warning. So no, you don’t feel so bad while you cuff his ankles. In fact, you feel so liberated that you pull his tie off and shove the bunched fabric right into his mouth.
Through all of this, the man still has no trouble maintaining an erection. His cock stands up high, showcasing a white ring around the base. Your slick coating his light blonde pubes glisten in the low lighted room. He won’t tell you that cumming so much has grown painful, because he knows that you’ve dealt with the same treatment by him. He won’t beg you to stop because you didn’t have the chance to do the same. Not that he has the chance to talk now anyway. Needing to rest a bit, you lay on your stomach between his legs and start licking his length from the base to tip; ruining that pretty white ring of cum. His body is tense from his legs all the way up to the facial expression he’s wearing. One of your hands fondle his balls, hoping to ease him up just enough to force more out of him. The other jerks off the remainder of his length that doesn’t fit in your mouth. You don’t give him the consideration of sucking him off gently. Your licks and sucks are ruthless; making his legs tremble and toes curl. When you tighten your throat around him, his hips flinch beneath you. Warm liquid collects in his tear ducts, threatening to fall if you continue overstimulating him. You’re not oblivious to his struggle, choosing to ignore his beet red face and how his lower half jolts with every strong thrust into your mouth. Soon enough, a painful, heavy tension snaps and his cum, once again, goes flooding into your throat. You swallow every drop while he trembles underneath you. Muffled whimpers muted by the soaked tie in his mouth. He’s had enough, body gone limp besides involuntary shivers.
One more time. That’s all you’ve got the strength for. One last time to force an orgasm out of Nanami. His body betrays him, shutting his eyes from roaming your seductive body that sends blood straight to his throbbing cock. You line up him with your entrance for the umpteenth time, legs trembling from holding yourself up. The two of you share the same feeling of sheer exhaustion, dealing with shallow breaths while fighting your own bodies from shutting down. You hook your arms behind his neck, essentially using him as leverage to help you bounce on his cock. Nanami grunts with every snap of your hips, eyes clenched shut while he bites his bottom lip. A weird heat builds up inside you. Not the normal winding that you’re familiar with. No, this feels like it’s building way more rapidly, sending heat from your chest to your abused cunt.
Nanami promised himself long ago that he’d never use excessive force on anyone, cursed or human, if it wasn’t necessary. Technically he wouldn’t be using it on you either, but he feels guilty for deciding to break the hold of the cuffs on his hands. He grits his teeth, trying to filter out your assault from his mind and channel all of his power into his fists. It’s a long shot considering how tired he is, but he can’t deal with this much longer. Irritation is growing within him, not at you, but at himself because he should be able to reap what he sowed.
It takes one try for him to break his arms free and finally spit the tie out of his mouth. He’s quite shocked but proud of himself, thinking that he should’ve tried this sooner. There’s no time for you to react before his arms wrap around your waist and he sits up, pulling you closer and thrusting at his own, more reserved pace. That feeling is coming back, reignited when his hands travel up your back and bring you into a searing kiss. His calloused fingers rake over your breast, grip your neck, pull you as flush to him as he could while his tongue greedily overpowers yours. His ruts into your soaked and swollen pussy are slow, a tempo that you’ve missed. A warm, dragged out impact stills your entire body while cracked moans emanate from the pit of your stomach. “I— I’m squirting. Nanami. Please. Stop.” This is the most blissful you’ve felt all night, overtaken by the influx of sensations taking over your body. You swear you can see stars while pulling his hair painfully taut, grinding against him with every fiber of strength you have. Suddenly his orgasm creeps up, but it’s not painful this time, much to his delight. He spurts what seems like the last drops of semen that he has before his arms unwrap from around you and he lets his back fall against the bed.
Both of you lie in a pool of your mixed juices with not a single care in the world, too tired to move. A few minutes of rest won’t hurt. He mumbles in a perpetually tired voice, “Toying with you was worth every second of your vengeance.”
obsessed with the idea of nerdy college boy!suguru geto who meets popular chubby!reader who is basically loved by so many at a party and you gets asked who you would fuck if you had a chance to in the little spin the bottle circle and someone screams “SUGURUUUU”, and suguru who is quick to tell them to be quiet and that you probably wouldn’t even want to but you cut him off by saying, “yea…i’d fuck suguru”
nerdy college boy!suguru geto who gets super flustered and shy and can’t help staring at your glossy plump lips as those words left your lips. getting pressured by the crowd to go upstairs and have your 7 minutes in heaven with him.
nerdy college boy!suguru geto who sits on the bed anxious and waits for you to make a move when you finally ask him “are you a virgin?” and he gets flustered and answers with a quick shake of his head, saying he’s had a girlfriend before and he’s done somestuff
nerdy college boy!suguru geto who gets surprised when you tell him that you’re a virgin. you? ms. popular who’s probably wanted by every guy that lays eyes on you? you’rea virgin? seeing his surprised face, you tell him you just want to wait for the one but no one has felt right enough for you…yet
nerdy college boy!suguru geto who asks you “what about your boyfriend?” ex-boyfriendyou correct him. what about him? you ask “you haven’t slept with him? you guys have been together a while” he asks shyly and you, who’s quick to tell him that your ex was a piece of crap who wouldn’t give you the time of day and he didn’t deserve to know you intimately like that
nerdy college boy!suguru geto who assures you that you don’t have to do anything with him and you can just talk and when it’s time to leave the room you can pretend you did stuff
nerdy college boy!suguru geto who lets you talk to him and air out your problems to him and listens and clings to every single word that leaves your lips
nerdy college boy!suguru geto who can’t help but stare at your lips as you lick them
nerdy college boy!suguru geto who finally gets asked if he wants to just kiss and he’s a bit too quick to answer yes and quick to add “only if you want to”
nerdy college boy!suguru geto who leaves you breathless as he kisses you with everything he’s got as he wraps his hands around your waist and you wrap your hands in his hair
nerdy college boy!suguru geto who is getting needier by the minute but won’t pursue it because he’s respectful of you and your boundaries
nerdy college boy!suguru geto who groans into your mouth as your friends knock loudly on the door yelling TIMES UP LOVE BIRDS
nerdy college boy!suguru geto who shyly asks for your number and you, who gives it to him eagerly and gives him a quick kiss to seal the deal
nerdy college boy!suguru geto who is basically thinking about you 24/7 after he got back from the party and how he couldn’t wait to go on that promised date he’s texted you asking about.
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