HOLYBSHR THERES A PART TWO

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revenge

om brothers x poly!reader

wc : 1.k

warnings : nsfw

synopsis : revenge is best served by the hands of those punished (not that you really mind and maybe that was the plan all along)

a/n : again, no one talk to me about how ridiculously long this took to finish

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Pulling Them By Their Collar

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Characters: Thoma, Kaeya, Ayato, Zhongli x gn!reader

Genre/Format: Fluff, comedic, Ayato’s has some angst, Fully written

Word count: 2k words

Warnings: Slightly suggestive but still sfw, some curse words in Kaeya’s, minor self-injury in Ayato’s (clenching fists too hard)

A/N: My half of a collab with the one and only @favoniuscodex <3 go check out her version with Diluc, Itto, and Childe here!!

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ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ່࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏 — THE HANDMAIDEN.

In the frozen land where the outcasts belong and the peculiar is home, tomorrow is never promised. Intertwined your fate with the harbingers might be, it’s in your best interest to remember: the cold swallows the weak and Snezhnaya knows no tears.

OVERVIEW + f!reader. undertones of yandere. unprotected sex. power play. a hint of dark content so be wary! further warnings are written on each character’s part! not proofread.

[ PIERRO ] — breeding kink. lots of cum. unprotected.

it was the jester who first deemed a handmaiden like you worthy of attention. from simply picking you out in the throng of retainers in zapolyarny palace to exchanging curt greetings whenever you serve him tea, your existence slowly took shape in his mind. it was but a mere dot until he molded it into something bigger than yourself: he offered you status in exchange for fucking your pussy raw.

whenever pierro ruts into you ruthlessly, you think of it as his personal goal. the goal of needing to puff up your cunt with his fresh cum once his cock and balls begin to swell. pierro folds you in positions that give him access to your womb, where he dumps fat amount of cum after fat amount of cum. doing so much as pinning his balls to your folds and plugging your hole with his sheer size, pierro is adamant about not spilling a drop. and when your pussy does leak, he takes it upon himself to stuff you with another load double the amount of what you spilled.

some nights while you lay on his chest and with courage flickering like an ember in your heart, the urge to ask him why tips your tongue. but before your curiosity could materialize into verbal words, you would be reminded of where he truly hailed and what the circumstances are of said land. perhaps pierro fucks you with a need to get you pregnant as one way to spread his khaenri’ahn blood.

[ CAPITANO ] — womb fucking. in new york’s voice i know his dick big— i know it. size kink.

capitano thinks of you as a battlefield. in truth, you are nothing of the sort. not a wasteland of bodies emitting miasma putrid enough to destroy one’s stomach. it took him weeks chewing over the irony before surmising that his enticement has everything to do with his lusting for blood and annihilation. in his eyes, you are a battlefield he must conquer. unlike pierro who has given you status, capitano offered you strength in exchange for your little puffy pussy taking his huge cock.

don’t be scared, he’d whisper, it’ll fit. pressed against your stomach, no cock of such girth and length could ever fit in someone’s cunt. you feel so little in his arms, extremely so whenever you work your body down his whole length. and once he’s fully sheathed inside, with his fat crown pushing right into your womb and veins thick enough to stimulate, you shiver and sob. capitano is deep in your guts and he knows it, always drawing gentle circles on your back to allay the sting of having stretched your pussy out and to soothe the enfeebling sensation of his cock tip kissing your womb each gentle thrust.

many stories surround him, most of which are bone-chilling. they say capitano is the harbinger of death, and that hiding behind his mask is the skewed face of a monster hell spat out. you admit to believing the hearsay once, but calloused is his skin might be, you have never been touched by hands so gentle. consider it clemency, since you must not forget: capitano can easily break you if he so does will it himself.

[ DOTTORE ] — exhibitionism. voyeurism. creampie.

in zapolyarny palace, the name dottore typically sparks caution in the hearts of many. christened as the doctor, he is the paradox of warmth normally seen in someone in the field of medicine. you have done all that you could to be stationed somewhere else other than in his laboratory, but a handmaiden’s fate is as pliant as clay in the hands of those with power. therefore, when he offered you wisdom, all you could do was give him the same. wisdom that is through letting dottore’s segments completely fuck you witless in front of him.

he likes observing your face contorting with lewdness. watching drool racing down your chin, tits bouncing as one of his segments drills his cock into you from the back. there’s nothing more gratifying than biting your lips with your eyes rolling heavenward while your pussy sucks in cock after cock. he enjoys the sounds you make but loves popping his cock down your throat when your screams become too noisy for his liking. but when you come undone by having been fucked until your legs are shaking with thick amounts of cum spilling from your cunt, dottore finds himself admiring nothing else but the image before him.

he wouldn’t have thought that his sexual fantasies could be sated without venturing out to the nearest brothel. for that, he bestows you a chance to ask him two questions every time he fucks you. it is a deal sealed months ago that has benefited both parties involved. and dottore loves to keep things as it is. he’d continue doing so as long as you wouldn’t ask questions at the cost of your precious, precious life. it does not matter how much dottore adores you, he would never think twice.

[ PANTALONE ] — predator and prey dynamics. dubious content. nasty. he rubs your asshole. i’m sorry i was so horny while writing his part. creampie. drool. unprotected.

possessing mora enough to buy a whole region makes a man forthright in his intentions, be it pure or soiled with nothing but personal gain. because in the face of money, even the most deviant minds and sickest of hearts appear gilded. you have been proven of the warped reality when letters from your family burst forth in your chamber. each parchment contains fervent gratitude for a name that turned your blood gelid. mr. pantalone is a very kind man, indeed. please do not forget to thank him for the year’s worth of food he supplied us.

the first time you thanked him, pantalone fucked your pussy until the hole was gaping, as though asking for more. he completely owned you: mind, body, and soul. he pistoled his cock deep in your guts for hours, with his eyes rolling back to his skull and his cheeks tinted pink. at one point he almost cried overstimulating his cock tip by kissing your cervix and squirting bouts of cum in your womb. you’ve found out that he particularly prefers when you bounce on his thick shaft, squelching him dry while he gropes your tits and licks your nipples until his mouth is spilling out saliva. sometimes he would rub your asshole as you come around his cock, because he revels whenever your pussy pulses around his girth to milk his balls sapped of cum.

as a man with unparalleled wealth, pantalone sure likes to count. he’s skilled at keeping scores, striking a line on your inner thigh with a glaring ink for every round where he leaves your cunt cum-filled. with each line equivalent to ten million mora. you’d enter pantalone’s chamber every week as a handmaiden, then come out a wealthy one— albeit powerless. regardless of how blinding mora is, it must not hide the truth from you: pantalone, the richest man of all, can take your opulence just as easily as he gave it.

[ CHILDE ] — mindbreak. protected sex. condom used. childe is feral. drool.

childe, the 11th of the harbingers, is appreciated by many if not all. an unusual sight in zapolyarny palace, yet the warmest one. he is a glorious warrior, especially when wielding his weapon. a sight worthy of awe, for he moves with precision and speed that are not of this world. owning aberrant strength, childe is meant for blood and glory. and he evinces it all by providing you security whenever you prove just how formidable of a harbinger he is behind closed doors.

drool on the pillows, hands barely hanging on to the sheets, with your mind spinning after hours and hours of childe drilling his cock into you until your stomach flattens on the bed. he pounds your pussy vehemently, shifting positions every time to abuse your sensitive spots. feet over his shoulders, knees against your chest, missionary, name it all. he’ll fuck you in ten different positions each night to break your sanity. and every time he slides his cock out of your wet cunt with his fat and heavy cum pulling the rubber down his twitching shaft, he ties the condom around your legs as proof of his strength.

what makes a warrior is his stamina, and childe would do anything to prove that he’s a formidable one. be it through fighting or fucking, he has yet to fail in either of those aspects. he has dominated you more than once. it is you who willingly walked in on his life like a vulnerable mouse sauntering to a viper’s maw. you have no one else but yourself to blame for the venom in your veins.

[ SCARAMOUCHE ] — voyeurism. perv!scaramouche.

scaramouche is his name and he’s the most enigmatic of all. some whispers say that it is merely a moniker to conceal his identity. to bury his past, to birth him anew. vexed with more than half of the zapolyarny palace, the quiet places and shadows are his companions. you think he hates you, too, for none could be spared from scaramouche’s temper. but unlike everyone else, he has found something quite entertaining in you. regardless of its nature, you have not exactly been favored by the harbinger. he remains truthful to his ill temper no matter the circumstances.

when you part your thighs before him, shaking fingers while playing with your pulsing clit, the way he stares burns at your skin. there is humor in his eyes. as though the way you pump two fingers in your wet and untouched cunt serves as peak amusement for him. perhaps it is, perhaps it is not. scaramouche has mastered the schooling of his expressions, sticking only to that of pure malice even if he has you bared before him. he loves commanding you to touch your cunt with your legs extended wide, or pinch and rub on your clit until you’re shaking at where you sit. sometimes he’d tease and tug at your nipples, but he has never gone further than that. and you fear that he never will.

brewing between you is one crooked relationship. scaramouche has not any need for you other than to satisfy his odd fantasies. he has been forthright from the beginning about his intentions, saying that he merely wants to see for himself what’s so special about a handmaiden like you that has the other harbingers on their knees. all his provocations hold with them a promise, and that perhaps one day, scaramouche will try and seek out the answers for himself. but that day is not today.

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giggles. . . tighnari likes being close to u when he fucks you and he subconsciously wraps his tail around u to keep u close. he's also 100% down with outdoors sex in the middle of the rainforest. generally a v soft man

*twirls around* he's adorable ty for indulging me de <3

warnings: f! reader, outdoor sex, soft tiggy, creampie; 0.5k wc.

He reeks of desperation in the way he tugs you closer to himself, “you're so warm.” he breathes, lips chasing yours as you try to sneak in a lungful of oxygen.

It's true, your skin feels like it's on fire and it only spreads like gasoline with each touch of his. The added thrill of being out in the rainforest like this just sets all your nerves alight, “so are you.”

smiling at your giggle, he wraps his tail around your waist, the soft green fur of it a welcoming gesture against your bare skin, “what if someone catches us like this?”

Tighnari slants his hips into yours and your mouth falls open in a breathless moan, “hm, then they'll know that you're mine.”

he says it so casually that you're hitting his shoulder playfully, “kidding!” a laugh falls from his lips, “who would ever come to the middle of a rainforest?”

He doesn't allow you a moment to ponder though, cock pushing past your tight walls and rendering your brain numb, “s'tight— ah, you're...”

he's stumbling upon his words as his cock throbs inside your clenching pussy, “you're gonna make me cum too soon if you keep squeezing me like that,”

his hand weaves into yours, fingers intertwined as he whispers against your lips, “relax baby.” and he hears you gasp for air as you try to follow his suggestion.

But as soon as he thrusts into you, your cunt is clamping down on his throbbing cock with both your groans filling the air around,

“you close?” you're nodding at his question, perhaps too eagerly, “yeah,”

“good,” and his voice is shaky now, his ears twitching as he heaves above you, hips rutting into yours in a frenzy— like he couldn't get enough of you, “gonna cum for me, darling?”

“yes, tighnari— fuck,” your voice breaks off into a loud moan as you gush around his cock. Tighnari follows close, teeth sinking in your neck as he fills you up with his cum seeping down your trembling thighs,

“for research purposes,” he chuckles, out of breath from the intensity of the orgasm, “we should do this more often.”

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rating record of ragnarok characters /10, because i can.

DISCLAIMER: i’m only rating the characters based off what the manga & anime has portrayed. i’ve done little to no research on these people themselves, which is why i don’t condone anything immoral that they’ve done. this was written before the release of chapter 73+

a/n: i think i wanna do this for every anime + genshin & val. PLS WATCH IT & LMK IF YOU GUYS LIKE IT. also i dont care abt grammatical and/or punctual errors, this is a shit post

MANGA SPOILER WARNING!!

THOR: first of all, he’s so fucking hot. his smile caught me so off guard tho, i kinda just stood there watching the screen, baffled. not much character to him, he’s just hot. 7/10

LU BU: i’m chinese, i literally feel so happy when i see chinese characters. biased, but definitely a plus. he, just like thor, has little to no character. first character i called hot, is hot, but there are hotter characters. (what, i am not talking abt hermes wdym?) 7/10

HERMES: 10/10. no explanation. my man right there. i literally scream & cream every time i see him. why is he so fine. not a single panel or clip where he looks bad. pls eat me out, sir i beg. i will serve you. ONE CHANCE. JUST ONE?? i’m in love with him. who needs real men or women when hermes.

GOLL: she is SO ANNOYING. her eng & jp voice are both annoying asl. she’s that one character, that exists in mostly every anime, used to explain background info & battle info on other characters. brunhilde is too nice on her. she reminds me of when i first saw yachi (haikyuu) on screen. yachi, too, was annoying. but i grew to love her🫶. 1/10

BRUNHILDE: SHES SO HOT. ATE. SHE ALDNAHDISKZ. yeah, what else is there to say? 8/10

APHRODITE: she truly lives up to her version in the greek mythology. hottest woman/goddess alive. ate. her boobs, i want to squish them & bury my face in them. WHEN IS IT MY TURN TO HOLD THEM? 8/10

ZEUS: idgaf what anyone says, he’s not hot. not even his younger self. he looks like mirio (mha) turned netero (hxh). love his character tho. the eyes scared me at first. he’s hilarious. 5/10

ADAM: my friend, the one who recommended snv to me, told me he’d be more my type. he was, minus the fact that’s he literally butt fucking naked. nice ass cheeks tho. def pretty boy, his wife is hot too. i want her more😋. his line abt fighting for his children made me cry. should’ve won. i say, let hermes be uncleless & fatherless. 7/10

POSEIDON: he was fs the blueprint for adam. anywho, yk hes fine. SOOO FINE. meowing for him. he doesn’t beat hermes tho. nobody beats hermes. well, look wise at least. it was rlly hard choosing who to root for in this fight. that’s a lie, i was always on humanity’s side. sad he died:( 9/10. -1 for being a little, arrogant, narcissistic, egotistical bitch. 8/10

SASAKI KOJIRO: see, zeus coulda been hot like him at that old age. man aged like fine wine. character was a W. hot, determined, good character, funny. what else can you want from a man? 8/10

HERACLES: disappointed. so disappointed. he looked better in the disney ver. this fight was so boring for me. you’re telling me i’m supposed to watch the fight instead of ogling at hot characters? no. character was okay. 6/10

JACK THE RIPPER: massive L. not supporting a murderer. next. 0/10

SHIVA: hot from the beginning. 4 arms? do what you want to me, sir. 3 WIVES? tengen (kny), is that you bro?😭 anywho, he’s cocky, def my type irl LMAO. i wouldn’t let that slide tho.. his wives are hot too😋 8/10

RAIDEN TAMEEMON: i paid very little attention to this fight. don’t remember his backstory too well (i read this fight not even 24 hours ago btw). not that good looking, not ugly either. i liked his character, upset he took 3 of shiva’s arms. why 3? why not 2? he got 1 arm left. 4/10

BUDDHA: THATS MY GOD RIGHT THERE. ate. i’m not religious, and neither are my family, but they are buddhist, so by default, i am too. i personally think buddhism is the best religion, but we’re not gonna get into that. i have very valid reasons btw. love his personality, love his looks. massive W. ofc he fights for humanity. he’s a walking W. 9/10

ZEROFUKU: precious. definition of deserved better. what made me sad, is how he was written during the fight. he’s consistently hitting, with little to no strategy. his backstory is sad, but his battle exp was written poorly. also the random ass monster possessing took me tf out. 7/10

HADES: fine ass mf. he’s so different from how he’s usually portrayed, both look & personality wise. the first W netflix has pulled. he’s hot and responsible? persephone, we can share him babes. also, the relationship between him & poseidon made me SOB. like actually. hurt so bad i made an angst edit. 9/10

QIN SHI HUANG: first off, i don’t do research on my own ethnicity’s history. i didn’t even know who tf lu bu was. my family knew tho. with that aside, PROUD TO BE CHINESE❗️ he’s so fine. SO FINE. the way his character was written, was wonderful. i loved the fight between him & hades. the tension & the lengths they went to try & win. 9/10

BEELZEBUB: his backstory was so tragic. what i didn’t like, was how they rushed his & lilith’s story. like, they kinda randomly said i love you to each other. i’d love to see their adventures tgt. lilith, leave that emo thing, and come be w me. he’s fine too. i rlly like how they introduced him. 8/10

NIKOLA TESLA: i don’t have much of an opinion on him. very chatty, which i don’t actually mind. i guess we’ll have to wait for more chapters to release before i form an opinion on him. 5/10

ODIN: the hair bro. THE HAIR. i keep forgetting he exists, but i’m not his biggest fan. not bad, but i prefer his sons. i do like the theory of him being a traitor. he looks the part. 5/10

LOKI: honestly, i liked him a lot in the beginning, but now, it’s like he’s kinda on the side. cute & hot. thor is the better brother tho. speaking of, how tf are they even brothers? moving on, i like his personality. i like his shocked, mixed w angry, facial expressions more. 7/10

ARES: the hair again. very stylish, i do like it, but it took me out. walking around looking like a school girl. i don’t like how he tries to be a know-it-all w hermes, when he literally relies on him for info. but that’s my man for you. his expressions are SO WELL. 6/10

ADAMAS: i was awfully confused, at first, when there were 3 older brothers to zeus. usually, it’s just hades, poseidon & zeus. not his biggest fan, his character was rushed. 4/10

BONUSES

JESUS: i was very happy to see jesus. i’m not sure why, i just was. why is he the only character, THAT LOOKS LIKE THEMSELVES? 9/10

LU BU SIMP AGENCY: 10/10. i don’t need to say anymore. W cheng gong. love that man.

FORSETI: what a loser. he was so annoying. 2/10

EVE: mother? mommy? whatever. MEOW. 9/10

SASAKI SIMP AGENCY: love them as well. 10/10. walking Ws all around.

i don’t think i’m missing anyone, am i?

𝓞𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓼

Antoinette Blue

Synopsis: Dabi discovers his younger brother is now dating his ex-fiance.

Content Warning: NSFW, Rape, Noncon, Degradation

Argument

Synopsis: Shouto and Bakugo get in an argument over you.

Content Warning: Omegaverse

Baby Steps

Synopsis: Todoroki’s significant other would like him to try dominating her. 

Content Warning: NSFW, slight!bdsm relationship

Bride to Be

Synopsis: Vampire Todoroki found that his human bride has fled the night of the wedding. His only choice is to bring you back.

Content Warning: Yandere

Sequel to “Yours”

Cuddles and Confessions

Synopsis: You and Todoroki have liked each other for a long time. You just needed a little push from your classmates to confess.

Content Warning: NSFW, Fluff

Cuddles and Confessions II

Synopsis: Todoroki is keeping his worries to himself. You want to fix that.

Content Warning: NSFW, Fluff

Sequel to “Cuddles and Confessions”

Final Moments

Synopsis: With a virus going around that drives people with quirks insane, you, a quirkless civillian, spend the final days with your ill loved one.

Content Warning: Angst

Fine the Way You Are

Synopsis: Todoroki’s black significant other has difficulty fitting into Japanese society, but he couldn’t care less about their differences.

Content warning: omegaverse

Flare

Synopsis: Todoroki accidentally burns his significant other.

Content warning: hurt/comfort

Hold My Hand

Synopsis: You get scared during a test of courage and run to the safest location you know-Todoroki’s arms.

Sequel to “Not a Crush”

Home

Synoposis: Todoroki comes home after a long business trip and gets welcomed the best way possible.

Content Warning: NSFW

I See The Light

Synopsis: Todoroki’s wedding day was here, and he recounts how it almost didn’t happen.

I Want to be like Other Girls

Synopsis: You’re finally engaged to be married. You only wish you had a choice of who your husband was.

Content Warning: Angst

Mermaid Studies

Part 1 Part 2

Synopsis: You and your mermaid friend decide to explore what makes you two different. For research purposes.

Content Warning: Smut, NSFW

Model Behavior

Synopsis: Todoroki is jealous that his model girlfriend gets too much attention.

Not a Crush

Synopsis: You follow your rival Todoroki home. He claims its because you like him, but you think otherwise.

Content Warning: Omegaverse

Pineapple Orange

Synopsis: You and Prince Shouto get drunk and feelings come out.

Content Warning: NSFW, drinking

Teasing

Synopsis: Todoroki gives you a taste of your own medicine for pranking him.

Content Warning: NSFW, Slight!Daddy Kink

Until Next Time

Synopsis: Prince Todoroki swore to give up seeing you once his arranged marriage went through, but he can’t stay away. 

Content Warning: NSFW, Cheating, Angst

Voracious

Synopsis: Prince Todoroki assists his dragon friend, you, through your heat, with unintended results.

Content Warning: NSFW

Yours

Synopsis: Todoroki is a vampire whose infatuation with a human woman finally reaches its tipping point. 

Content Warning: Noncon, NSFW

𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖘

Marriage Alphabet - how would he behaved when married.

[A,C,H] [X,K,M,Q,J] [O,R,G,F] [B,D,P,I] [S,T,Y,C]

Valentine Alphabet - how does he celebrate Valentine’s Day

[A,B,K,E,W]

NSFW Head canons 

First Time - NSFW

Comforting s/o when they can’t sleep 

S/O with energy manipulation quirk

S/O with protective brothers

Crush afraid of their own quirk

Fem!S/O wants to be a knight [Fantasy!AU]

Spending too much time with Momo

His Crush is Taller than Him

Edging Him - NSFW

Unplanned Pregnancy

Helps s/o choose a career

S/O hypnotized by a villain

S/O helps at trouble youth

S/O keeps falling out of bed

S/O has a daddy kink - NSFW

S/O has precognition

S/O has sugargliders

S/O with crotchless lingerie - NSFW

S/O with suicidal thoughts

Beauty and the Beast

Overprotective of Small S/O

S/O rides his thigh - NSFW

Todoroki as an Alpha - NSFW

Secret Relationship

S/O gives cute nicknames

Muslim S/O

S/O invites him to school dance

S/O gets into a fight

Closet Pervert Headcanons

S/O on their period

Helps S/O do her hair

First time he wakes up next to you

A day at the beach together

He proposes

S/O with stretchmarks

Omega!Todoroki and Omega S/O

How he holds your hand

When you ask him to go to the store

He dates a pervert s/o - NSFW

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#todoroki x reader

i just. ugh😩😩

Lost and found – Chapter 1

adult Neteyam x female human scientist

Words: 3k

Summary: Neteyam hates humans. One day, he finds you all alone and lost in the forest, but quickly decides against killing you. What might be the odd reason for that?

Warnings: explicit smut, minors dni, non-con elements / dub-con, p in v, creampie, Na‘vi in heat, alien biology, language barrier, kinda dark!neteyam, neteyams pov, size kink, size difference

Notes: check my masterlist for all parts

Neteyam isn’t really fond of humans.

Spider wasn’t an exception. Neteyam was sure that even he would one day betray his family for his own race. The oldest Sully had his reasons for keeping his distance towards them, no matter if they considered themselves his family’s friends or ally’s. For all his life, he hadn’t exchanged much more than a few words with Norm and Max and avoids them for most of the time. Neteyam also makes sure to stay away from the laboratories and most human technology.

It’s not just that he doesn’t like them. Neteyam despises humans. They can’t be trusted. All they bring, is pain and suffering. His mother had raised him that way. And that's exactly why he doesn't hesitate to draw his bow, when he stumbles upon a human female in the forest. She seems to be alone, unarmed and visible lost. An easy target and it would be one less of them on Pandora.

Neteyam takes a deep breath, draws his bow, ready to shoot, but then… then there’s a breeze of wind and some of her scent is blown in his direction. He stops himself immediately.

Usually humans smell gross. Disgusting even. They smell like something they call soap, a weird chemical and something he can't really describe. They just smell like human.

But that little female is different. He can’t pinpoint it. She smells sweet, like a fruit even. Neteyam can almost taste it on his tongue. Hesitantly, he lowers his bow and keeps watching her from afar. She’s not necessarily ugly, not even for a human, but she’s still weird to his eyes. Alien looking. She’s mumbling something in her foreign language, a language he’s never bothered to learn. Was she talking to herself?

She seems nervous, almost scared as she looks around. Paranoid. She’s definitely lost.

Neteyam can’t spot any weapons on her, so he figures she’s not one of the human warriors or dream walkers. She probably lost her people somewhere in the forest. They might’ve been killed by some predator. Neteyam kinda hopes that’s the case.

A light breeze blows her scent in his direction once again and he can't help but inhale deeply. The humans scent clouds his head, like a thick fog that makes it hard to think of anything else than to— to mate. His eyes widen in shock at the realization. The tall Na’vi can almost feel his pupils dilate. His body seemed to act without his consent. Her scent had really triggered his urge to mate with her. A human, of all things. He shakes his head as if that would’ve helped to clear his mind. Of course it didn’t.

Neteyam should feel disgusted with himself. But there was really nothing he could do to restrain himself anymore. Once a male Na‘vi has chosen a female, their body acts immediately, whether they like it or not… He was done for.

Neteyam knows he has to mate right now or the next few hours are going to be really, really painful for him. Usually, female Na‘vi can scent the males hormones too and both of them fall into heat together– if they’ve chosen each other. But she’s a human. She can’t fall into heat. She can’t smell his scent, with her small, useless human nose. It’s covered with one of those oxygen masks anyways. She’s unable to choose him as a mate, can’t form the tsaheylu with him… so why would his body curse him by choosing her?

If a Na‘vi isn’t chosen by their preferred mate, they usually go through heat alone. It’s really painful and can last twice as long without a way to release.

But she’s no Na‘vi. She’s a human. It doesn’t matter if she chooses him. He had chosen her and that should be enough, Neteyam decides for himself.

Quietly, Neteyam jumps from the branch he was watching her from and lands almost silently on the moss covered ground, right in front of her feet. The female shrieks and falls backwards to land on her bottom with a thump. His much larger frame towers over her and a gasp leaves her lips when she looks up at him. Neteyam tilts his head and the movement causes some strands of his braided hair to fall over his shoulder.

"P-Please don’t kill me!" She squeaks. Some of the words he actually does understand and with his ears flat against his head, he crouches down in front of her. Despite everything, he doesn’t want to scare her too much.

Protectively, she holds her hands up in front of her face. Neteyam curiously reaches out and grabs her thin wrists to get a better look at her fingers. Four fingers and a thumb, just like dad and his siblings. Frightened, she wants to withdraw her hand, but the Na’vi is superior to her strength and doesn’t move an inch. She struggles against his hold, unknown words falling from her mouth as she tries to free herself. He can’t help it, the sight in front of him was pathetic and comically and he chuckles. The tiny female looks at him dumbfounded.

With her wrist still firmly in his hold, he pulls her a little closer, until he's close enough to sniff at the skin of her neck. She smells a lot stronger from up close. It’s so sweet and intense, it makes his tail sway in excitement. When he inhales again, he can feel heat bloom in his chest, spreading like a fever until he feels hot all over. His cock stiffens, presses hard against his loincloth. The need for touch was slowly becoming overwhelming and unbearable, eclipsing all of his rational thoughts. He needs her. Now.

Neteyam can feel how her breathing stops, as if she believed he couldn’t see her if she stopped breathing. Cute, he thinks.

With one swift motion, the Na‘vi has the tiny human flat on her stomach. He’s quick to hold her slim arms tight together behind her back, needing just one hand, before she starts to squirm below him. He crouches over her legs, his thighs spread wide to cage her in. "Hey, s-stop!", she protests loudly, "What are you doing?"

"I won’t hurt you", Neteyam tells her with a sigh and it’s the honest truth. Hurting his future mate wouldn’t be very honorable of him. And he wasn’t the type for these kind of things either– human or not. But she doesn’t respond. She only turns her head, to look at him over her shoulder, with a frown. The human obviously had no idea what he was saying, which makes this whole thing a lot harder. But there was something else that slowly got harder too…

Neteyam palms himself over his loincloth and her eyes widen. "Wait, wait a minute–", she wiggles in his hold and unintentionally arches her back against him, much to his surprise. With his free hand, he holds her hips right there. Her body is much different compared to a Na‘vi. Her hips are wide and her bottom is plump. She’s also wearing those strange alien clothes, much to his distaste. To his eyes, they’re simply ugly. And they’re covering most of her body, shielding it from his hungry gaze. But not for much longer, Neteyam decides and reaches for his knife. The human immediately pleads in her native tongue and he rolls his eyes. With a squeeze to her wrists he tries to signal to her, that she better not dare to move. It seems like she actually understood this time, because when he slowly let’s go of her arms, she really doesn’t move an inch- even keeps her arms behind her back. "That’s right", he nods and it sounds as if he was talking to a newly claimed ikran, "Stay still."

With his knife, he makes quick work to cut through the seams of her pants, top and those weird undergarments. The humans eyes are squeezed shut as her clothes fall off of her, leaving her bare before him. Her skin is oddly flawless. No stripes, obviously. But no scars either. So she’s definitely no warrior. Matter of fact, she looks like she’s never been outside before. There’s not a single scratch on her perfect skin. She might be one of those scientists, like Norm and Max, maybe?

She’s shaking like a leaf in the wind and her breathing is rapid and anxious. Neteyam hesitates for a moment, but then he lowers his head to place a gentle, comforting kiss on the nape of her neck and she gasps. "I won’t hurt you", he tells her again, but slower this time. Carefully, he moves her arms and places them next to her head in a position that seems more comfortable for her. He wanted her to feel good, enjoy this too.

Neteyam kisses her again, on her shoulder this time. And then against the shell of her ear. Her ear is soft and round and so different from his own, he can’t help but close his teeth around her earlobe, gently nibbling on it. Then he moves further, trailing small kisses down her spine and her back arches even more, almost instinctively. He moves quietly behind her, undoing his loincloth before giving his length a few experimental thrusts into his palm. His cock is painfully hard, throbbing in his hand. The head is already leaking pre-cum, swollen and neglected and he can’t help but groan and pray that he’s able to restraint himself a little longer, enough to prepare her for his size– otherwise he would probably rip the little human clean in half.

Another wave of her sweet scent rolls off of her and Neteyam‘s lips widen into a smug grin.

“I can smell you, little one", he tells her with a chuckle, "You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” But she doesn’t respond. She’s silent, save for the sound of her breathing.

Neteyam’s hands then find the curve of her bottom. He kneads her plumb flesh, curiously spreading her soft cheeks to get a better view of what he longed for. The human mewls for him to 'don’t look' and 'not there' as far as he can understand, yet she keeps holding completely still. And that only makes him want to tease her even more. With his thumbs, he then proceeds to spread her lips and he can’t help but lick his lips at the sight of her tiny cunt clenching around nothing. She leaks of slickness, the clear, sticky liquid immediately coating his digits as he slides them through her folds. A small moan escapes her mouth and Neteyam can see how she immediately covers her mouth with her small, five fingered hands.

Ever so slowly, he then slides his index finger inside her. It’s rewarded by another one of her sweet moans and the squelching sounds that form once he’s starting to thrust his finger in and out of her. She’s warm and wet and Neteyam feels her heart beat under every inch of skin his other hand can reach. He holds her hip, guides her to keep her back arched and then adds another finger to scissor her open.

Her breath comes in quick gasps and Neteyam can feel her limbs tremble. He wishes he would understand the words falling from her mouth, wondering if she wanted more, if she wanted him to make her come like this or if she was already begging to be mated. He really hopes it’s the latter, because he was slowly reaching is limit. He retreats his fingers from her pussy, his arms encircle her and then draw her bottom closer to his crotch. He leans over her, his body dwarfs her slender frame, his nose presses into the hollow of her neck and he’s inhaling her scent once again. "So sweet", he mumbles and then leans back on his heels.

"Spread yourself for me", Neteyam tells her but the look she throws at him over her shoulder let’s him know that she struggles to understand. "Like this", he then guides her hands, helps her understand what he wants her do to and she gets it immediately. With her small hands spreading her own cheeks, he‘s able to line up the thick head of his cock with her entrance.

He pushes forward with some effort, the tip slowly sinking into her tight, wet tunnel, spreading her wide around his cock. The human bites her lip, whimpering softly when he enters her, hands trembling as she continues to spread herself. "That’s it", Neteyam huffs out a breath, sinking further into the heat of her cunt, "Just like that, keep yourself open for me." His shaft, hard and thick, pushes past her lips and he can feel her soft walls clench around him. It was a tight fit but Neteyam manages to make it work and if the sharp breath he heard underneath him was any indication, it must’ve felt good for her as well. 

Neteyam was completely absorbed by the feeling of the tiny humans pussy. It seemed to lovingly embrace his cock, to massage it and cling to it when he pulls out a few inches. He’s transfixed by the way her plump cheeks jiggle when his hips met hers, so he repeats the motion, thrusting his cock into her again and again. The familiar melody of the forest was now expanded by her moaning and the steady beat of their flesh slapping together.

Neteyam moves his hips fast and hard, panting heavily. His face was bright with arousal, his bare chest wet with sweat and it felt so, so fucking good. Nothing on Pandora could be compared to this feeling, to the tight clutch of this humans pussy and the noises she made just for him– for her mate.

"Shit– you feel so good, so tight, little human." His eyes were foggy with lust, and his shaft twitched and throbbed wildly inside her. The velvety-soft feeling of her walls was enough to make him forget everything but the pleasure he craved. Neteyam wasn’t himself anymore. Everything about her made him lose his mind further, made him want nothing else but to cum inside her and claim her as his mate. The Na‘vi was working single mindedly towards that goal, desperately thrusting over and over into her, chasing the ecstasy of his oncoming climax.

The tiny human below him panted and gasped, shuddering from each firm, deep stroke of his cock. Her inner walls clung tightly to his shaft, squeezing him, flexing around his warm, intruding length, coaxing him deep inside with each thrust.

Neteyam fell into a steady pace, the swing of his hips becoming quick and rhythmic. The slap of skin on skin filled his ears, joined by the breathless panting and moans that escaped her lips, sounding more and more desperate with each passing second. He could see her eyes rolling back as pleasure overtook her. "I‘m gonna come", were the words she repeated alongside curses and moans, again and again and Neteyam came to realize that she was probably trying to tell him that she was close to her release.

Everything was too much. The firm snap of his hips against hers, the lingering smell of sex in the air and her sweet, heavenly pheromones coursing through his system all mixed together, creating the perfect storm to completely break his mind. The human didn’t scream when she came, but her lips parted in a silent cry, followed by shamelessly moaning of words and curses he did not understand and Neteyam regrets not telling her his name beforehand. He wanted her to moan it, scream it from the top of her lunges for everyone to hear. "Fuck, yes, cum for me", he curses under his breath while his tail instinctively wraps around her leg as if trying to hold her even closer, "Feels so good, sweet girl. Can feel you squeezing my cock, oh shit—"

The human comes hard, her pussy clenching tight around his cock as he thrust forward one last time. The Na‘vi groans, ears flattened as he reached his limit with a hiss. He buries his cock deep inside her rhythmically-pulsing cunt, grunting as he pumps his release straight into her womb. She moans and quivers as she‘s filled, his heat pouring into her, filling her to the absolute brim before spilling over and bubbling onto the soft moss below her knees.

Neteyam doesn’t know how much time had passed, how long he had stayed buried inside the tightness of her warm, spongy walls. But the heavy fog in his brain slowly starts to thin out and finally, he’s able to think straight again. When he glances over her shoulder, he finds her eyes closed shut, her face flushed red, yet her features seem entirely relaxed and calm. Neteyam can’t help but smile. Poor thing, he thinks. Humans were known for their low stamina amongst his kind, so it was likely that she must’ve fallen asleep.

The human below him squirms in her sleep, once he’s found the strength to pull out and more of his release seeps out of her cunt. The sight before him is almost enough to make him hard again, but then, somewhere near them, a twig breaks as if something or someone had stepped on it.

Neteyam’s ears rise, senses immediately on high alert. It’s suspiciously silent for a while so the Na‘vi quickly shuffles to his feet, hastily tying his loincloth around his hip again. The humans breathing is still slow and shallow, even as he picks her up. He gently tugs her arms over his shoulder and adjusts her legs around his hips, so she can cross them behind his back. With one hand on her bottom and the other one securing the back of her head, he carries the unconscious human, his mate, away from any possible danger. Deeper into the forest and to the safety of his home, as she was now his. And he would protect what was his.

Gojo not taking care of brats more

material gworl? slay

Cause like I have a request of my own... what if the sister found out that Satoru slept with the sister? I love this 🤧🤧🤧🤧 sips tea ☕

tree tops (beach days part 2)

pairing: gojo satoru x reader

⟶ cw. camgirl! reader, age-gap, infidelity, cheating (gojo cheating on your sister with you), gojo is a warning, public sex, fingering, choking, mentions of virginity, manipulation, oral, deep-throat, cum play, cum eating, 18+ MINORS DO NOT READ

sypnosis: request, gojo approaches you about a video you posted online and then he couldn't keep his hands off you even though he belongs to your sister, and all this whilst you're all on a family vacation.

part sypnosis: after the eventful day you ignored his texts for a couple of days until you're forced to hang out with your sister and him, satoru can't stop playing with you even when his girlfriend is two feet away from you

⟶ wc. 5.5k (WTF IS WRONG WITH ME)

a/n: i got too invested, this is so fun to write i hope it's fun to read! please lmk what you think!!! reblogs and comments are EXTREMELY APPRECIATED, lets me know if you like it and want more or not! btw i hope the open ended endings arent annoying, i like leaving it like that : P could make another part who knows.

THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST!! i love the username :)))

part 1 // part 2

The plush hotel pillows felt lush on your cheeks, pressing your face against the fabric more the break of a sunrise peeks through the sheer curtains in your room. You groan turning away from the bright light wanting to just sleep longer since you barely had any sleep for the last few days.

Gojo Satoru did not leave you alone, not with your Snapchat at his fingers. He had sent multiple photos of himself, his privates, and just plain texting you─no he was spamming you, only because you never gave him the attention he wanted. You knew he was annoyed, ever since that day somehow your parents and sister have been arguing so for the past few days she’d been sitting with Satoru at a different table during meals.

“Dear, would you ask your sister what’s wrong? She’s been ignoring us for days,” Your mother asks, reading the news or her phone or something, “This is a family holiday after all.”

You groan, dropping your book in your lap, “Mom, why don’t you? You guys are the ones that made her mad, I wasn’t even here! I only heard something about you not liking Satoru and well, maybe you should’ve thought about that before inviting him to a ‘family’ holiday!”

You were so over it, seemed like he’s everyone's problem these days. Your mother sighs, speaking to your father instead.

In the corner of your eyes, you see Satoru’s eyes stealing glances at you, his fingers tapping on the back of his phone noticeably, signaling. You roll your eyes, picking up your phone and looking at his text.

3.25 am

satoru: reply to me

satoru: are you sleeping??

satoru: sneak out and see me

satoru: helloooo im bored

9.45 am

satoru: do your parents still hate me?

satoru: i know you saw my text

satoru: i literally see you looking at my text

satoru: answer!!!

You sigh, dropping your phone in the pocket of your shorts. He had such a creative username, you rolled your eyes at it. “Do you guys have something planned?”

Your father nods, “We’ve got a spa day, you could join us? Or I think your sister’s off on some sort of tree course thing─”

“Ah yes, I think you’d enjoy that,” Your mom adds, “Treetop challenge and ziplines I think, that’s what was on the ad.”

You didn’t really want to be in his presence but it was either that or joining your parents in spa─which meant they’d be kinda naked around you and vice versa. You smile, totally okay with the choices you were forced to choose from. Last night your mother had also mentioned how you weren’t making the most of this vacation, just sitting around as you could back home. You didn’t want to argue with her right after her fight with your sister so you just had to pretend you’d try, and now you had to execute the lie.

“Okay, I’ll go with them.”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

“Let’s go pretty girl.” Satoru slaps the back of your helmet and almost yeets you off the side of the platform.

You gasp, grabbing your head whilst your legs shake, “What the fuck is wrong with you!?”

He smiles, picture-perfect and all. He seemed too overjoyed that you joined them when he should be smiling with your sister but wait─where is she? You look around only noticing her a few courses back.

“Hurry up!” You shout, waving at her.

Your sister had her new dress on, big mistake, struggling with literally everything, especially the little pieces of wood she had to walk on to make her way closer to catch up to you two. “I’m trying! Why did you make me do this, ‘Toru!”

You chuckle, seeing her struggle was lowkey satisfying. Satoru shrugs at her, “Babe, you told me to pick whatever I want. Come on, or else we’ll leave you behind.” He looks back at you, his eyes glimmering with something different. You had a disgusted look on your face.

You always seemed to have that disgusted look on your face when he’s around he’s noticed. He couldn’t tell if you actually thought he stunk or just disliked him, but hell, he knew you didn’t dislike him to not fuck him. What he did like were the same shorts you wore, maybe you only brought one pair, he could see the straps of your bikini top through your tank top. He bites his lips thinking of all the things he could do to you right now if your sister wasn’t so nearby, but she wasn’t near enough for him to not grab your ass.

“The fuck!” You shriek, slapping his hand away, “She’s literally right there you freak.”

Gojo smirks, not letting you go, he slips his warm and sweaty fingers prod under the hem of them feeling those bare cheeks of yours that peaked out of your shorts, “Is that the only thing you find wrong about this, that she’s right there? Not because I’m trying to finger your ass right now?”

“Shut up,” You huff, moving away from him trying to ignore the weird feelings below your hips. You attach your safety hook on the next zipline, “Just wait for her, okay? Fuckface.”

“You cuss way too much for your age.” You hear him say while you zip away, you turned around in the seated position shooting him a middle finger as his arrogant smile begins to fade from the distance.

When you got off, your phone buzzed. You checked, in case it was your parents to see your sister messaging you.

(sister’s name): i hate satoru

(sister’s name): what is this stupid ass place he brought us

(sister’s name): ive got moss all over my legs!

You: just wipe it off

(sister’s name): it stinks here

You: stop breathing then

Before you put your phone away another text immediately pops up on your screen and your finger accidentally open it, Snapchat.

satoru: the more you run the more i wanna stick my dick in your ass

satoru: did i make you wet?

You grunt.

You: your existence makes my pussy dry asf

satoru: wow

satoru: rude asf

satoru: btw your sister keeps complaining

satoru: can i push her off the next ledge i see

You laugh, he’d be doing you both a favour.

You: fucking do it, i dare you

satoru: i’ll fucking do you in a second

You: someones a pussy.

satoru: i aint going to jail

satoru: you know what they’d do to a guy like me in jail

You: you’d drop that soap so fast

You: you seem like the type to become someones bitch for a packet of ramen

satoru: wow

satoru: im literally gonna fold you when i see you

satoru: little bitch

Instead of allowing yourself to get distracted by him anymore, you get on with the course, completely ignoring anyone anything around you. Luckily you had your extra pair of earphones and pop them in before shutting out the world.

Satoru groans, his eyes fluttering with despair. He clicks his tongue watching your body swoop a few courses ahead, without a burden like your sister holding him back he’d be able to catch up in no time but hell, he can’t just ditch his girlfriend right now. Definitely not when she was holding his hand and making him guide her through every little thing.

During the wobbly bridge, he purposely jumps behind her making it shake and buckle under their weight. He laughs as your sister cries out, jumping back into his arms, “Babe! Stop it, I’m scared.”

If he could roll his eyes without her seeing he would. It wasn’t like he disliked his own girlfriend, he did after all choose to date her from all the candidates on that dating app. Yet, his mind couldn’t stop flashing images of you into his brain. He imagined if it were you that showed up on his tinder would he have chosen you? But then again, his age range is nowhere near that low so he’d never actually come across your profile, wait did you even have a dating profile? He wonders what you’d put in your descriptions, what pictures you’d use, it made him annoyed thinking of all the rats that would flood your DMS.

“Go on first, Satoru,” Your sister offers, “I needa’ fix my sandals.”

He nods, telling her he’d wait for her after the long zipline. He was still confused why she decided to wear sandals and a dress even though he’d told her last night about the treetop course. He notices you on the zipline ahead of him, clearly enjoying yourself without anyone with you. Somehow he found it strange someone could enjoy being alone, but then again you were one of those book nerds who can go days without talking to anyone.

Satoru gets to the end of his zipline and looks back, squinting in hopes to see his girlfriend. Nothing. He sighs, leaning against the barrier, they were so high up in the trees at this point and probably near the end as well. He didn’t want it to end, because then you have no reason to hang out with him anymore.

He thought about it, wait for his girlfriend or chase after you. Well, clearly he chose the latter because here he was right behind you.

“Ah!” You shriek, fixing the straps that kept pinching the side of your buttcheeks, “Where’s my sister?”

“Uh,” Satoru smiles, shrugging, “No clue.”

Eh?

You sigh, still trying to fix your problem and make yourself more comfortable.

Satoru notices and asks, “What’s with you?”

“This straps digging into me.”

He nods, pushing away your hand. You eye him but his eyes were focused on the sides of your bottom. He notices the rolled-up and twisted strap, “Don’t flinch.”

His large hands grab your ass and turn you, facing you away from him. Somehow you find your cheeks getting warm, after all, your ass was facing him now. He gets down, his hands were wet from the course since it was a tropical treetop adventure. It felt cold, you had to resist flinching from it.

His hands are huge, you remembered them, they were also really soft and pretty.

You gulped feeling his fingers slip underneath the strap, wedged between your jean shorts and it. He wiggles and manages to untangle it with ease moving on to the other side. “Did you really ride that entire thing with a buckle between your cheeks?”

You shift, clicking your tongue, “No, it just moved when I was doing the plank jumping.”

His face felt really close to your body, you could feel his breath against the back of your thigh. You look back behind you, eyes widening when you realise he’s been looking at you waiting for you to turn around.

“What?” You huff.

He smiles, it wasn’t fair that he’s hot. “Nothing.” His pearly whites on display, you knew why your sister talked so much good about him with her girlfriends whenever they’d come over to stay.

“Just hurry, I wanna get going.”

Satoru shakes his head, “Come on, let’s take our time and enjoy ourselves.” Somehow that felt like it had more than one meaning but you move on.

His fingers prodding at your exposed buttcheeks against making you jump, “Hey!”

“Sorry, it’s just stuck in there, can you spread your legs or something?”

He’d love that, huh?

You did as he asked. Satoru was enjoying it, maybe a little too much. He liked the way your body melts under his touch even if you were trying to resist him. He pulls at the buckle and gets it away from your asscheeks. He bits his lip when his eyes catch the way your jeans are tucked and folded in between your ass, god, it was plump and right in his reach.

He proceeds to get back up, purposely running his hands up your body, resting against your left buttcheek. His fingers curled, molding into the crease of your ass. You gulped, feeling him squeeze.

What surprised you the most was his breathing, it somehow changed, erratic. He presses his large frame against you, pushing you forwards slightly. It felt like his hands were burning through your clothes, he breathes a quiet moan into your ear, “Fuck. You really think I haven’t noticed the way you keep pulling your shorts up?”

You gasp when his fingers slip under the hem of your shorts, threatening to slip into your bikini bottom, “I wasn’t doing it for you.”

“Yea?” Satoru hisses, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear, “You were doing it for that boy that was following you? You want his number or something, I fucking swear to god if you get anyone's number I’m going to push them off this fucking tree.”

He practically just marked his territory, to you and only you but you were too stubborn to just let him do that so easily.

Somehow he manages to get you to the edge of the empty platform, it was near the end therefore there weren’t many people who started the challenge with your group here at the moment since you literally tried to speedrun it.

He pushed your body against it, making your hands hold onto the railing. He bends you so your ass was perked up perfectly for him. His eyes trailed only to the curve of your body and the way you tried to look anywhere but at him, finding the trees more interesting.

He holds your waist in both of his hands, slowly thrusts himself into the nook of your butt. You muffled a moan with a bite of your lip, he can’t have the luxury of getting that out of you in public. “Keep pretending you don’t enjoy this, we both know you’re soaking wet.”

“I told you, looking at you makes me as dry as─”

Satoru cuts you off, “Shut up, stop being a brat.”

His cock erect inside of his shorts easily brush against your warm-clothed cunt, it wasn’t like he could just take off these tight-ass shorts right now but hell, he wanted to. His body felt heavy even though he was only just pushing against you, his large hands holding your waist were the only thing you could focus on. Does the trim his nails every day or something they’re so neat.

He leans over your body, pressing his chest against your back, head resting against the crook of your neck, “You think she’d kill us if she saw us? What do you think she’d do, blame me or you? Break up with me or fuck your relationship up…to be honest, she’s so in love with me I bet she’d forgive me in a heartbeat but you? I don’t even know what she’d do with you.”

“Stop it then,” You grabbed his hands, trying to pry him off. You turned your head to meet his blue eyes, you only noticed now that he’s not been wearing his sunglasses, “We’re not doing this.”

“Why not,” He whines, smiling ear to ear, “I wanna.” Satoru thrusts into you again, whatever you tried didn’t work, his grip was too tight. His dick bulging through his pants fit so snugly in the gap between your legs, perfect fit.

His lips engulf your earlobe, he sucks on it practically moaning in your ear, “I’d do anything to rip your clothes off right now. Fuck, I miss how tight your pussy is.”

It was hard to resist but you didn’t even know where your sister was, she could literally be right behind you and she might actually push you off to your death if you were caught with the love of her life. You wiggled around, slipping out of his hold to only be able to turn around and face him, hands on his chest pushing him as far as your arms could. It wasn’t much, he was leaning in trying to catch your lips with his.

“We can’t.”

Satoru groans, throwing his head back, exposing his veiny throat to you. “You’re so difficult.”

He wouldn’t reveal this to you but his cock was throbbing in his pants right now, practically dripping with precum. He loved the way you talked, argued, and fought against him-you hated him and god, he wanted you. It wasn’t like you couldn’t feel his cock, he wanted you to but he didn’t want you to know the things you could do to him if only you would ask. You were too bratty to ever ask, only demand.

“Would you push me off if I fingered you?” His lips trailed down the side of your neck, his hair brushing against your face. His thick fingers tapping against your inner thigh, trying to pry them open, “Don’t you want to just, feel them? Feel my fingers inside of you?”

You swallowed, hard. Your legs wobbled, you had to reposition them and he noticed, smirking again. Satoru slides his finger up between your legs, past the barrier of the hem of your shorts. It is a tight fit but it made it all the more interesting, his fingers felt the soft fabric of your bikini bottom and he moves them aside.

He heard you choke on your breath, his eyes meeting the blushed expression on your face, shy and worried but you never stopped him.

It wasn’t like it was hard, there wasn’t much between him and his goal and well, his goal was soaking wet as he predicted. Your small whimpers, moans of pleasure, like a song in his ears. Finally.

It was slightly uncomfortable, just the position and the way your shorts restricted his wrist. His fingers could only go so deep, only two of them fit through and lapped up all your wetness, he doesn’t hesitate to plunge inside, feeling the way it suctions him in. “Dry as a desert, huh?”

He teases you again, he always does, whether it be with his words or his eyes. You arched your back, hoping he’d have room to go deeper. A hand gripping onto the one he’s using to fuck you, holding him in place.

“You can’t just─” You bellowed, a whimper leaving your lips, “Fuck, that feels really good.”

Satoru groans, nodding at your response. He curls his fingers, trying to reach for the depths. There wasn’t any more room for him to penetrate, it wasn’t like he could easily finger you either, all he could do was stay fully penetrated and feel for what he wanted to use, abuse and oh, there it is.

You bite your lip so hard it nearly bleeds, the hand on his wrist brightens the colour on his wrist-probably going to bruise it. You choked, “Sa-Satoru, fuck, that’s it.”

He smiles, his lips return to your neck, resisting the urge to bite down on it, “I told you, with age comes experience. That guy over there wouldn’t be able to find your soft spot so fast.”

You nod, you don’t really know why but you were too delirious. Maybe it was the thrill, knowing anyone could just walk over that platform bridge and bust you. Even below, a hundred meters below someone could just look up and see you soaking down your legs.

“Are you going to cum you fucking brat?” Satoru growls, sensing how you tighten around his fingers, he works harder trying to get you there, “Come on, be a good girl and cum.”

Damn it. Why did he have to sound like that, his voice was groveled, deep, and lewd.

You unraveled, simply and easily. The dangerous thrill, his voice, and just his being in front of you caused all this to be so fucking simple. You came so hard, your legs shake the platform-you wanted to scream out, loudly and just let him know but hell, you could imagine the look on people’s faces after realizing a girl just got finger-fucked on a tropical adventure park.

He pulls out, looking at his glistening fingers. He smiles, pleased with it. “Open.”

You do it, why not? He shoves his fingers into your mouth, passing your swollen lips from all the biting. He flattens it against your tongue erotically, rolling it, cleaning it. He couldn’t resist going a bit deeper, holding the back of your head with his other hand he tilts your head back.

“Shit, you don’t have a gag reflex?” He moans, “Fuck, that’s so hot.”

He feels the back of your throat easily with his long fingers, he could practically bust with a lustful expression on your face, eyes hazed from your orgasm and lips parted like a good girl for him.

He hears a piece of wood creak and pulls out quickly, accidentally nudging your tonsil, and you cough. “Ow, what the fuck.”

Then, his eyes widened he didn’t even need to turn around to know. “Yea, what the fuck indeed.”

Your sister stands across from the two of you. Oh god, your face heats up and your heart drops to your stomach. Satoru’s still got his left hand wrapped around your neck, your face flushed.

“Satoru, did you just─did you just try to touch my sister?” Your sister yells, running over and grabbing his other arm.

Satoru still in shock has to play it off or else they’d be done for, “Oh, uh─no. Babe, why would I do that?”

Your sister scoffs, finally getting him off of you, seeing the red mark on your neck. “I know you’re a man-whore but my fucking sister? My innocent little sister, Satoru!”

Oh, somehow you felt a sense of relief. She assumed he was about to do something.

“Are you okay?” She asks, seeing you hold your throat still trying to recover, “I can’t believe you choked her so hard she’s coughing!”

Well, sister, it wasn’t exactly that but you weren’t going to argue. “Baby, I promise I wasn’t trying to hit on your sister─”

“Yea, but you were clearly hurting her!”

Your eyes flicker towards Satoru, his eyes are large and unsteady. He grabs your sister by her waist, trying to soothe his way out of this, “I was just playing, baby.”

“Playing what? Choke your girlfriend’s sister to death, or were you trying to hold her down and kiss her? Huh, tell me.”

He rolls his neck, stressed, “I wouldn’t kill your sister.”

“Oh, so you wanted to kiss her?” Your sister crosses her arms, you wished you could disappear from this moment. So you try, moving over a little.

Your sister doesn’t let you though, “Stay still, I need to make sure he won’t hurt you again.”

You pucker your lips standing behind her as she tries to protect you.

Satoru's eyes flicker between his girlfriend and his girlfriend's sister, thinking which lie would suit this situation more, fuck it. “Yea, I was.”

“Oh my god! Are you drunk? I swear to god, I can’t ever leave you alone. Just because we look alike doesn’t mean you can just try to kiss her, okay?” Satoru wanted to disagree, you two didn’t look anything alike-it was like night and day. His girlfriend was this bright, confident, and extroverted sun and you were this mysterious, moody, and introverted moon but still, the way your eyes are looking at him-seductive, dirty, and arrogant. He found you so much hotter.

“I’m sorry baby.”

She huffs, taking his hand, “It’s fine, let’s just get going. My feet fucking hurt.”

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You couldn’t believe your sister was so chill about Satoru trying to kiss you. Maybe it was something he did often, did he cheat on her often or something? This finally hit you that you were an accomplice in Satoru cheating on your own sister.

If your pillow could suffocate you, you would do it.

You nearly jump out of your skin when your bedroom door opens. Facing the direction you knew it to be the familiar white-haired cunt.

“What do you want now?”

Satoru pouts, “Not happy to see me?”

He makes his way towards your dimly lit bed, the only light was from the television you had on playing something random as background music whilst you were scrolling on your phone. He doesn’t even say anything when he pulls back your blanket and jumps in.

You send him a weird look, “Erm, what’s this?” You move over from the center of the bed to the right more, away from his warm nearly naked body. It wasn’t until he was near that you noticed he was shirtless and only wore his boxers.

He leans back, putting his arm over his head, his biceps popping as he does. Satoru cocks his head your way, “Your sister kicked me out of bed.”

“I wonder why,” You say, pulling the sheets up to cover yourself, “She didn’t dump you?”

Satoru chuckles, “Nah, she loves me.”

His face is illuminated by the light from the tv, you’ve never been in such a position with him. The last time you were in a room with him alone, some things happened and well, there wasn’t much talking at all.

“She said anything about me?” You ask.

He shakes his head, “Nah, she loves you too I guess. She blames me, says I needa’ stop trying to kiss everyone thats pretty.”

“You do that often? Cheat, lie, manipulate, take advantage-”

“Aight, I get it,” He cuts you off, his blue eyes glistening, “I don’t cheat on your sister, like ever. You are the first okay? I just have a bad track record, before I met your sister─I was as your sister says─a man-whore.”

“But why are you in here?”

He smiles, “Because, she kicked me out and you’ve got a comfy bed.”

“Is that all?”

His eyes glimmer now, with excitement, “No, I wanted to see you.”

“Whore.”

He acts hurt, “Ouch, offended.” His smile brightens, he bits his pink-hued lips eyeing you.

“Honestly, you should just forget me and go back to her, I’m sure if you kiss her or something she’d take you right back in her arms,” You suggest, watching the video on your phone.

Satoru groans on your side, within a split second he throws your phone onto the bed and holds your jaw with his hand, “I don’t want her, do you need me to keep repeating this?”

“Well, you can’t have me so, fuck off.”

He rolls his eyes, pushing you down into the bed as his body rolls over the top of you caging you in underneath him. His predator-like stance over your prey-like frame. He puts his hand over your mouth, “Could you just shut up for once in your life.”

Your muffled voice sends back a response and he just smirks.

“I can’t hear you but I guess that’s a good thing. I couldn’t stop thinking about you, your fucking mouth I just keep imagining my dick inside of it. How do you not have a gag reflex, for a kid like you─”

“I─am not. I’m not a vi-virgin─you, you fuckface, I─wasn’t one when we first fucked either.” You choked out under his hand.

He chuckles, his voice vibrates through you, in a dark room with nothing but yourselves it somehow felt different, “Obviously, virgins don’t know how to ride cock the way you do, but then again I never made you cum around my dick so I don’t even know if you cum like a virgin.”

“Have you got some weird virgin kink, because that’s plain weird─” He’d let you talk for a second.

Then close his hand over your mouth again, “I fucking don’t, now just shut up again.”

“I just find it kinda fun, how you’ve barely had any experience yet, somehow I just have this gut feeling that you’re a freak. I wanna know how you take cock in your throat.”

With the look, you could’ve easily had him wrapped around your fingers, he hopes you’ll never find out. He sits on the bed hands laced between strands of your messy hair that he’d tug and pull at making you moan stuffed with his cock inside your mouth.

Satoru’s cock was shaped like it was made by gods, molded like the picture-perfect dick. It curves beautifully, no wonder it feels so good. Its size is beyond average, he’s impressed with how much of it you could take inside of your mouth. Before long, it hits the back of your throat, and when he’d think you couldn’t take anymore he feels it go deeper into the ridges of you, his nose hitting his crotch. Fuck, when was the last time a girl had his entire cock inside their mouth.

His head thrown back, he couldn't even playoff how good he felt. He could tell it was stroking your ego, you knew how to suck dick.

You moaned purposefully, the vibrations caused his dick to twitch. He hisses, breathing through the waves in his stomach. His eyes were barely open, he wanted to see it.

He wants to see your watery eyes, choking on his cock. Fuck, so the no-gag reflex was an actual thing, he’d do this all day if he could.

You drag your tongue around the underside of his cock when you pulled back, rolling your tongue around his velvet tip, swirling before prodding at the leaking cum. “Hhm, you taste good…for a prick.”

He laughs darkly, voice deep from all the grunting he was doing, “You lied right? You’ve gotta have been with more than five guys.”

You licked your palm, eyes connected to him the entire time and you saw him gulp. Using the palm to pleasure his veiny rod. You shake your head, smiling, “Nah, I didn’t lie. I’m just talented. You forget that I’m a camgirl.”

“Fuck, uh-fuck, yea you-you are so fucking ta-talented. Dirty fucking, camgirl.” He could barely hold back when you took his tip back in your mouth, as you fisted his cock, the double stimulation making him thrust into your mouth, “Let me, fuck, let me cum in your throat pretty girl.”

“Beg,” You pulled out, smacking your lips, wiping away the drool, “Beg me and I’ll let you. I’ll even swallow.”

His eyes lit up and his lips stretch ear to ear. “Fuck─yeah, please, let me cum in your throat. Please, (y/n), I’ll do anything.”

You hum, pleased with his obedience, for a guy like him you thought it was so fun to be like this. Honestly, most men in this position would do anything to bust in your mouth.

“Do you beg my sister?”

Satoru perks, “Huh?”

“Do you beg her, for her to let you cum?”

Satoru shakes his head, “Fuck no, only you.”

You liked that answer.

Taking him back in your mouth, he nearly screams. The euphoria he feels, he doesn’t even regret begging, god, he never fucking begs.

His dick was so hard it could explode, you could tell he was near his end. It throbs in your mouth and you take it completely in, resting it in as deep as it could go. You dragged your mouth in and out, sucking on it and rolling your tongue as you could.

Satoru can’t hold it anymore, he bites his lip, moaning your name. He grips your hair hard, making you meet his eyes. “Fuck─shit, I’m gonna cum─”

During this, the entirety of it he was loud like extremely loud to the point that when your sister came looking for her boyfriend walked around everywhere she could think he would be, and ended up at your bedroom door. She doubts that he’d be in there but only with one step past it, the noises coming from the door made her freeze.

He was moaning her sister’s name, her little sister’s name. She drops down next to the door, listening to all the sweet shit he says to you. How he’s obedient, talkative, and listens to you. He’d never been like that with her, he’d always been a fuck and go kinda guy so what’s changed.

She was angry but she wasn’t going to walk in, and curse her eyes with the sight of him fucking you or whatever what happening in there.

Satoru’s fucked out eyes beamed at you, his gentle hand paws at your cheeks. He tells you to open your mouth, you opened them. His fingers spread your lips as he looks down your throat. The overload of his cum fills it to the brim, he feels his stomach flip. The sight that, oof.

“Swallow, all of it,” He urges, you close your lips and swallow as he says. Satoru leans towards your swollen and overused lips, attaching his to it. He sucks and pulls on it, sloppy, he was drunk on the taste. “You’re such a good fucking girl.”

He stayed in your bed, even spooning you. If only he knew, that your phone was blowing up from a certain guy who did give you his number on the course.

Megumi: i’ll take you up on that

You tap the screen of your phone, thinking of a response.

You: you're still awake?

Megumi: can’t stop thinking about you

Seems like all the guys around you think the same.

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"aki has a very moanable name" is so right!!!!

now every time aki hears you call his name, flashbacks from the way you moaned his name comes back at him. "Hey Aki, look at this" "Aki, do you think-" "are you okay, Aki?" he's totally bricked up just hearing you say it. He has to physically grip the counter or look away to shake off the lewd things he's thinking of doing to you, the respectful man he is 🤤

HNNNNGNNBBBFBBB YOU'RE SO RIGHTTTT

I just can't help but feel like aki has a huge kink for you saying his name, if he's inside you and you suddenly start whining it over and over he'd have to stop for a second so he doesn't cum... if you coo it so sweetly in his ear he's prepared to do anything and everything you ask for, and if he has to, he'll lean in close to your ear and beg for you to say it for him...

of course, he doesn't think about the consequences until he hears you call for him and the sheer mention of your voice saying his name has him all flustered and hot and asking if he can excuse himself so he can go calm down.