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reblog for something t4t to happen to you this summer.

So you found a dead body in the woods

The worst thing you've worried about, going on hikes, happens. This happens often, in the grand scheme of things. It's always joggers and dogwalkers and hikers. My unlucky day came on October 24, 2022.

So what do you do when you find a dead body?

Look in the other direction and take a breath. Panic wont help you or them.

If you are comfortable, approach them and try to help. If not, it's okay. I was unwilling to approach (they looked real dead) and my 911 operator was 100% totally supportive and okay with that.

Walk a little ways away. There is no reason why you need to keep staring at them. It's okay. Seeing a dead person is really wack!

When you've caught your breath, call 911. My first thought was "Oh god, I don't want to talk to cops." and, good news, it's not cops! 911 responders are different people. They are trained to talk to you, to reassure you, and to help you. They are there for you. They understand you are freaking out. They are kind and patient.

Your new buddy, the 911 person, will help you figure out where you are, exactly. They have access to your location via cell-tower and GPS, but if, like me, you were off-trail (oops), they might need your help navigating to you. I offered to also send a photo, and he provided an email, which he received immediately. I deleted the photo I took right away.

Hang out on the phone with your dispatch friend. They're going to want to keep in touch with you as the paramedics approach. Are you freaking out by chattering too much? Are you freaking out by being dead silent? Both are okay! Apparently, my panic response is to become Super Midwestern Chatty. I was able to make him laugh, which I count as a win.

Holler to the paramedics. My paramedics came deep into the ravine-filled woods, about six men, steering a rolling bed thing. We shouted at each other until they made it to the body. It would have been funny, watching them fumble along, if it wasn't so serious.

Get out of there! The paramedics don't need anything from you. They're busy doing their job. They shooed me back to the trail and to the parking lot. I didn't have to go anywhere near the body.

Meet cops in the parking lot. In my situation, the cops didn't want anything from me. They were just picking their noses in the parking lot while the paramedics did the real work. The cops said thanks for helping, while covering their bodycams, because they're pigs.

Go eat donuts. Christ, that was a lot. Let yourself comedown and get some sugar to kickstart your system.

Feel good that you gave a family closure. Yeah, that sucked. Yeah, your therapist is going to hear about this. Yeah, next time you come to this location, you're going to need a friend with you. But you did the right thing. You'll never know their family, but know that you gave them closure.

Dr. Ratio x Child! Reader

Headcanons of child reader who he accidentally isekai'd due to an accident during an experiment. Written as platonic and gender neutral!

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First off, he'd actually feel bad for accidentally transporting you.

Like c'mon, you're literally a kid. So that means he'll take the responsibility of taking care of you for the meantime, until he finds a way to send you back.

Your opinion of him started to get better overtime. At first, he looked scary. Especially when the first hour of you being transported, he looked scary as he berated some poor soul working in the experiment.

He starts off slow in trying to get along with you, which wasn't THAT tough considering he's the only adult you could depend on.

But he's quite considerate of you.

You'll have your own room and your own stuff. It just took quite a bit of coaxing for you to show what you like without 'shying away'

Actually, you weren't shy at all. You were scared, as Ratio deduced.

It made more sense, everything in this world was new to you.

The toughest part that he had to handle with you is with your attachment to your family. The crying, tantrums, the constant "I miss them..."

It was hard to watch you get depressed

This is where Ratio steps in. He comforts and distracts you from your problems.

This is how he gets close to you overtime by being the adult you could lean on for comfort and overall for everything a child needs.

He'd wipe your tears.

Wipe a tissue on your runny nose. (Albeit, in his dismay).

He'd let you hug him as you cried yourself to sleep. His hugs weren't comfortable, but it was secure.

He even listens to you words, even when you choke on sobs between your garbled sentences.

Feed you after assuring that the foreign looking food is tasty and good for you.

Play games with you

Answers all your questions no matter how absurd they are

His face through all of this? Usually a straight face per usual.

Every once in a while, he'd smile when he manages to give you something that you like.

He's especially happy when you start to pick up some habits of his or manage to apply his teachings to you.

There's something about it that strokes his ego and makes him proud of you.

Speaking of teachings, in the early times where you started living with him, he couldn't just leave you alone at home.

Which is why, sometimes you'd be brought along into the guild.

You'd be sat in a corner where you could be easily seen playing with some kind of silent digital toy.

At first, it was surprising for you to watch a student get hit by a chalk because they weren't paying attention. Nowadays, its kind of expected.

Afterclass, you are SWAMPED by countless students fawning over you.

Aeon help them if you smile at them and show them what you like. You're way too precious for their hearts.

The difference between how he treats his students and you is outstanding. He's usually gentle with you, but still somewhat stern.

Your toys mostly have some underlying lesson that'll help you develop your brain. Like, puzzles or mazes.

Show him what you accomplished and you get a smug face from him after he says you did a good job.

Proud dad, really.

Would brag about it.... by incorporating it into his unsults.

"If your problem still hasn't been solved, is it possible that the problem is you? Even a my child could do better."

Or something like that.

On the other hand of your accomplishments is Ratio's dismay of your antics

You're a child, yes. But he finds himself always questioning what the hell goes on in your little head.

You learn all the types of sighs this man has

Theres the annoyed sigh. Bored sigh, and many more.

The most type of sigh you get is the 'What the hell? I'm too tired for this' with the 'What the actual fuck does that mean?' look

Imagine saying present slang like gyatt, fanun tax, rizz.

Like-

You'll see a student admiring Dr. Ratio while he's seated beside you during lunch and you'll say to him "Wow, you have a lot of rizz"

Or when you're trying on matching outfits and then you ask, "Do you feel bonita?"

He's ???? but picks up on it by context clues.

Eventually he'll be incorporating it when he talks to you.

It's like your silly little codes (to you atleast) between the two of you !!

Baths with him are really nice. You get pampered alot by getting a head massage as he shampoos your head, at the same time you get to play with the bubbles and his rubber duckies!

When its bed time, he tucks you in and makes sure that you are asleep.

Usually when he works late, he'll come into your room to check on you. He'll fix your blanket so it completely covers you and pats your head softly before going to sleep in his own room :3

That's all for now. I'm in the process of making a fic and adding more stuff. I didn't even think I'd go this far but oh well.

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Caught || Geto Suguru x Sub!Ftm Reader

Word Count: 2.8k

Warnings: Caught Masterbating, Overstimulation, Praise, Oral (Reader Receiving), and Fingering

"F-fuck.." you sigh, your hips lifted off the bed as you use your back and feet as supports for the position you’re in. Head in the plush pillow of the sharded bed you have with your boyfriend, Geto Suguru, knowing full well you wouldn’t get the chance to masturbate again any time soon. Geto being out in town, having told you he’ll be back in an hour or two, the idea sparking in your mind the moment you realized how long he’d be away. Leading you to search out and  find one of the toy’s Geto likes to use on you, a powerful wand you know would have you cumming quickly. Having been deprived of any sort of sexual stimulation for almost 2 weeks, Geto simply refusing to entertain you despite his own wants showing through.

Thinking of his big hands against your body, softly gripping and needing at the skin, pinching your nipples as the other free hand strokes your cock, his thumb rubbing it best he can with your size. Trying to remember the feeling of his thick and rough fingers touching you, thinking of anytime you two were intimate together. Being loud as the memories flow back into your head. Feeling yourself get close to your high as you grind and roll your hips into the wand you're desperately gripping. Eyes shut tightly as you moan, head pushing back against the pillows as you cum, gasping and whining lightly as your orgasm washes over you. Pulling the toy away before you collapse on the bed, heavy breaths heaving from your chest as you rest your body. This second being the second orgasm you had, and it hit you much harder than the first. Hearing the sudden noise of clapping followed by that sadistic and low giggle. 

Moving to sit up in a flash, hand still holding the vibrator as you look at Geto in horror, the man clapping and smiling wide as he watches your face contort. “Such a beautiful performance!” he smiles, walking closer and closer to the bed, soon pulling you by your legs to the edge of it. Having already taken off his kasaya, off being only in his yukata robes as you feel the cotton against your legs with his hands rubbing up and down your thighs. Admiring your body with a gentle glare, a small smile playing on his lips as starts to raise his hands higher on your body. Running the tips of his fingers over the skin on your stomach back down to your thighs, breath hitching in your throat as you gasp, “G-geto I-,” you start to speak, but he shushes you before you can properly talk. 

Eyes closed as he continues to run his fingers over your body, “I knew you’d give me a reason to punish you,” he smiles, eyes opening slightly as he looks into yours, smile shifting into a smirk. Your own eyes widening as you realize how you were set up, looking at the clock and noticing he’d only been gone for half an hour. Putting his words and the time stamps together. “You lied!” you call out, sitting up more as you use your elbow’s to support yourself. Soon being pushed back down as he uses the tip of his fingers, leaning on the bed with one knee on your side as his hair falls over his shoulder. Watching him look over your body for a while, admiring your build in its truest form. “Beautiful boy..” he almost whispers, running the back of his fingers against the side of your face, kissing the other side tenderly, “My beautiful, disobedient boy,” he continues.

Moving his lips to your neck as he starts to bite down on your skin, the hand on your face soon moving to support himself on the bed along with his knee on the left side of your body. Completely covering you with his body as the other legs stays off the bed, laying on top of you as his free hand finds its way to your cunt, wriggled in between your bodies to stroke your t-dick. Letting out a quick and sharp gasp, immediately arching your back to lower your hips and pull away from his hand, still coming down from the second orgasm you had just minutes ago. Dick still throbbing in his grasp as he starts to kiss your collar bones, sucking on the skin around them occasionally. “G-geto-” he hums as you gasp, his lips skipping to your chest as he teases your nipples with his teeth. 

Biting and circling his tongue around your right nipple, taking his time to switch to your left one. Sucking on it as he wraps his mouth around your chest. Small gasps and gentle whimpers leave your throat as you become overly sensitive to the stimulation. Geto still jerking you off slowly, running his fingers down your slit and back up to your dick to make the process easier. His soft hands on your cunt driving you wild as you begin to squirm. Turning your head away from him as he starts to lower his kiss to your stomach, feeling his lips, plush and warm on your body as he drags the hand that supported him down your body. Removing his hand from your cock and instead your entrance while his head soon reaches your lower half between your legs. 

Slim fingers pushing their way inside you as he kisses your thighs, moving your hand to your mouth as you gasp once more, Geto setting a gentle pace as he fingers your pussy. Curling them inside you every time he pulls them out, making you quiver as your 3rd orgasm builds up inside the pit of your stomach. Moaning lowly as you feel his mouth on your cock, eyebrows raised in pleasure as he begins to sloppily suck your cock. Running his tongue around your tip before easily swallowing the whole thing in his mouth. Hollowing his cheeks around you to get all of you perfectly drenched in spit and stimulated, the action making your legs shake as you grip at his hair. 

The other hand still muffling your noises as you keep it over your mouth, curling yourself up as your whole body begins to shake, stomach tightening in that knot you know needs to be released soon. Warning Geto as you remove the hand from your mouth, it immediately finding its way to your boyfriend's hair as you pull him closer to your cunt. “I’m- gonna c-cum,” you gasp out, breathily moaning as you feel him start to move his fingers fast, humming against your clit as he continues to suck it. The noises it draws from you make him smile, humming again as he begins to bob his head shortly, truly sucking you off the best he can. Pulling his head closer to your cunt as you shake, pants heavily and moaning every few breaths.

“Cumming! G-geto, I’m!-” you cut yourself off with a gasp, feeling him continuously hum and roll his tongue around your dick as you shake. Legs pushing his face and fingers further into your cunt as you wrap them around his head with your hands tightly pulling at his hair. Geto taking every few moments to breathe by sticking his tongue out and running it on the underside of your t-dick. Soon coming back to wrap his lips and mouth around you and hum against you, the stimulation never stopping as he takes his free hand and makes you spread your legs. Slowly moving his fingers in and out of you again in that same pattern. Curling them as he pulls them out and stretching them as he pushes them back in.

Falling back onto the bed as you keep your hands in his hair, messing up his half up half down style as your tug at the strands. Outwardly moaning as he sucks you off and fingers you more assertively, feeling him smile against your cunt as he picks up the pace of his movements. Occasionally letting out small whimpers and whines as you feel that knot starting to hurt in your stomach, gasping as he moves his finger to hit your g-spot head on. Looking down to see him only to be met with him staring right back, eyes sharp and narrowed as he looks up at you. Feeling the smile on his face against your lips as he pulls off your cock, taking his fingers out of you in the process.

Sighing in relief for only a few seconds before you feel his tongue enter and explore your hole. Pushing in and out of you as he rubs both his hands against your thighs, keeping them spread as you whine and moan. Softly whimpering as you feel him flick his tongue inside you, rubbing one hand back down to your cunt as he begins to use his hand to stimulate you. The noises he makes as he eats your pussy is too much, the wet and sloppy sounds making your skin warm as you become flustered from how wet your cunt is. Head thrown back in please as your moans start to get gravelly, throat becoming hoarse from how loud you’re being. Only getting louder as you feel him pinch and pull at your clit, the sensation almost painful as he gently teases your cock.

Once again feeling him hum against you as he pushes his tongue further inside you, shoving his face in your pussy as his nose rubs the underside of your t-dick. Hands moving to your chest as he begins to play with your nipples again. “Geto! Fuck please, gods!” you cry out, finally looking away from him as you tilt your head back. Feeling and hearing the low rumble of laughter against your cunt as he pulls away from you, “You were so desperate to cum earlier, what happened pretty boy?” He laughs again, hearing you whine as he closes his eyes and goes back to sucking your dick, once again bobbing his head on you. Hollowed out cheeks with furrowed brows as he concentrates on pleasing you, letting out a lewd noise with his tongue sticking out of his mouth as he licks underneath your cock. 

A mix of a pant and groan that comes from the back of his throat as he quickly looks at you, watching you look down at him with your lower lip stuck in between your teeth. “You- you tease you know what happened!” you almost shout, soon biting your lip. Hearing him chuckling to himself as he goes back to wrapping his mouth around you, the low and long vibrations making you toss your head back. Body curled up as you finally move one hand out of Geto’s hair and rest that arm against the bed. Support yourself on your elbow to give your abdomen a break. Looking down at him as you move to watch him suck your cock, the sight beautiful as he closes his eyes to focus on your clit, one hand still on your torso as the other rubs your thigh. “Fuck!” you yell, going back to laying on your back fully with your formare covering your eyes as you feel that 4th orgasm building quickly.

Whimpering and whining as you continue to roll and grind your hips into his face, “You’re- you’re gonna make me cum again!” Voice slightly going as you talk, mouth hung open as you let out a silent moan, inhaling sharply and deeply once you run out of breath. Letting out a stuttered moan as you cum again, practically squirting on the man's face as you gush slightly, back arched as your head falls back against the bed. Hearing him lap at you slowly for a little as you twitch and squirm at the overstimulation, letting out high-pitched whines as he slows down to seemingly let you rest. But of course, it’s going to be a small one as you watch him undress himself from his yukata robes.

Taking the moment to breathe deeply and relax with your eyes closed, chest rising and falling as you inhale and deeply exhale, it feeling like only mere seconds before you feel Geto’s hands on your waist. Pulling your lower half to rest on his as he leans down to properly match your height on the bed. Grinding the base of his cock on your own as it almost reaches your belly button while resting atop of your stomach. Whining as you feel him rub the tip of his cock against yours, using his precum as an unneeded form of lubricant. Your cunt dripping wet with arousal as he teases you, “Geto- t-too much-” hiccupping as you talk, “N-need a break,” voice soft as you talk,

The plea earning a sadistic chuckle from him as he begins to push his tip inside you, only putting it in to slowly take it out, repeating the action over and over as he talks. “But you have yet to make me cum baby,” he laughs as you whine, a deep gasp soon following as you feel him push quickly inside you. Geto almost giggling as he sets a deep and harsh pace, thrusting into you with force as he tilts his head back, using your hips as a handle to keep his pace up. Grunting as he feels you around him and hears you practically scream, “Geto! I-it’s- t-too much!” The cries only spurring his movement as he smiles down at you. Taking your hands and wrist in his grasp as he uses your own limbs to pull you down onto his cock.

Your palms flat against his stomach as he continues to move his hips, the movements matching with every time he pulls you back down on his cock. Hearing him groan as you watch him tilt his head to the side to watch himself enter and leave your pussy. A small smile playing at his lips as he sighs, content with the erotic sight before him as he hears you cry out in what he believes is a mix of pleasure and pain. Leaning down over you as he lets go of your wrist to hover above you, supporting his weight with his elbows. 

Slowly moving but deeply pushing inside you, every thrust of his hips makes his cock hit your g-spot, the curve of his dick helping overstimulate you, “Geto! Please!” “Please what pretty boy’”  he coos into your ear, kiss directly behind it and going down to your neck. Once again leaving bite marks and hickeys on your skin as he furrows his brows and focuses on making you cum for the 5th time. “P-please I’m- ‘m sorry!” he laughs against your kiss at your apology, “It’s too late for that now baby boy,” he tells you, moving faster and harder instead of slow and deep. “Gotta make you cum since you were so desperate for it,” he groans after speaking, feeling you clench down on him at his own words ringing in your ears.

Your hands finding their way from the sheets to his back, running you nails along them, surely to leave marks later on with how deep they are in his skin. Legs wrapped around his waist as he starts to move erratically, hips moving faster and faster as each few seconds go by. The intensity of the inanimate act growing in intensity with Geto approaching his first orgasm in so long. Hearing him grunt and let out breathy moans as he does his best to stay quiet, trying to hear the sounds you make at him pleasing you. More worried about overstimulating you than cumming, but soon recognizing that his orgasm is approaching, “Come on~ one more?” 

He asks while raising his body so he can look you in your eyes, a small smile playing on his lips as his mouth is slightly open, panting gently as he holds himself up with his arms. Still moving inside you with vigor as he watches you, grip loosening around him as your hands fall back into the sheets. Fisting at the fabric as you bite your lip, “Come on my handsome boy, cum again for me,” is all it takes. Your body used to the command as you cum, making you yell out with your head thrown back, feeling Geto groan as he slows down his movements. Feeling him roll his hips gently into you as you cum, legs shaking with your breath completely taken from you. 

Geto cumming gently inside you, groaning and gasping as he feels you clench around his cock, leaning back over you to hold you close. Laying atop of you as you both sigh contently, feeling him twitch inside you as he curls up on you. Doing your best to kiss his cheek, earning a small giggle from him as he flips you on top of him and lay in the middle of the bed, kissing and patting your head as you drift off.

going crazy

s. your boyfriend, handsome and secure suguru geto, doesn't get jealous

w.c. 4.8k

w. fem! reader, biker!geto! x reader , fluff!, smut!

a/n: based on my seat taker biker!geto au! also I feel this does not live up to seat taker! but I tried my best! so I hope you can still enjoy! likes reblogs and comments r always appreciated to know y’all liked it!!!

your boyfriend does not have a single jealous bone in his body. it’s convenient you suppose?

you’ve heard nightmares of insecure men who have to know where there girlfriends are every second of every hour, the direction they’re even going to utter a breath in. the occasional story of a girl who can’t speak to any men whatsoever because her boyfriend will berate her for doing so. 

although you do always keep suguru in the loop about what you’re doing and don’t really talk to guys because at the end of the day, more often than not, they always do not plan on just being your friend, he never expected those things out of you. It was a silent form of showing your respect for him. and he did the same out of instinct too, first too. 

but aside from that, he doesn’t show any jealousy.

there was a time he even tried to set you up with toji zenin when he was still crushing on you. 

your boyfriend is a little peculiar, you’re very well aware of that, but you find his confidence in himself sexy. because you couldn’t look anywhere else if you wanted to. he was handsome, his face chiseled so prettily it was painful. his smooth voice that always had you reeling to get him to talk more. and his spine tattoo that always made you blush at the sight of it befriending your scratch marks after a particularly rough night, 

so you don’t care about the way you dress, because he won’t control what you wear. in fact, it’s one of the things you both love about each other, a recent discovery now that you’ve been dating for a month. suguru is an avid fan of the way you dress, relishing in what new outfit he’ll see you in whenever he sees you that day, and if not possible, asking for a picture. and you love how he loves it. appreciating the fact that he loves when you wear booby shirts to campus or dates with him or particularly tight jeans that attract eyes aside from his, but are worn for the sole purpose of serving cunt–and riling your boyfriend up.

it all comes together to why you wear the dress you do tonight to go clubbing with him and some friends. it’s honestly the hottest thing suguru will have seen you in so far. yes, your previous halloween costumes were something alright, but this…was different. halloween was like a month ago and the outfits for those events were meant to be slutty, purely slutty. this look was meticulously planned by you the moment you ordered the dress online. the sheer dress and its sparkles had been running across your mind that entire week of shipping with the perfect sultry way you planned to do your hair and makeup. 

you 

hey can we carpool later tonight, my dress isnt motorcycle proof :/

suguru

sure princess.  can i get a peek?

you

don’t feel like it hehe wait for it sugu <3

suguru

tease

any other time, he would’ve more than likely have gotten his peek at your outfit, you are weak to his demands naturally, but this was something he genuinely would have to wait for. pictures would not do you justice and you wanted to catch your boyfriends raw reaction when he saw the look for the first time . 

and you were right.

when he went up to your apartment to pick you up and you opened the door, the reaction was worth the wait. the constant warmth your boyfriend’s gaze always held fell the moment his eyes landed on you and took a moment to breathe you in. 

you saw his pupils dart to your cleavage first, staring for a hard second, then to the tightness against your waist and hips bringing attention to your figure. the small quirk of his eyebrow seconds within that let you know he spotted the thong hugging your body under the sheer dress. he did a once over of your legs, looking at what shoes you were wearing, before he brought his eyes up to look at your face again.

he doesn’t say anything, instantly moving forward and getting rid of the space between the both of you to take your head in his hands and plant his lips on yours. you press a hand against his chest when you feel him swipe his tongue across the top of your mouth so hungrily. 

“you’re going to kiss off my lipgloss sugu.” you giggle, heaving a little as you press your forehead against his, blinking up happily at him. 

his stare is firm as his blown up pupils stare back into you, “sorry pretty girl, couldn’t help myself.”

“and why’s that hm?” you bite your lip through your smile, eagerly waiting for his answer, still forehead to forehead with him, his hands still holding you in place.

his hair is in that half up half down duo you go so feral for, you realize this detail when he says, “you know why.”

“no I don’t,” you drag on, a teasing lilt in your voice

“because,” he drags one of his hands down to caress your neck softly with his thumb, you can see a slight crease in his eyelids at your playfulness, “my girlfriend is trying to get away with first degree murder right now.”

“you like the dress?” you give him a toothy smile and you can slightly catch his gaze turn hungry at the sight of it

suguru suddenly raises you up by clasping his arms behind you, below your butt and on your thigh, so you’re above him when he looks at you lovingly, “like is an understatement.”

“well i like your hair today,” you compliment him, still giggly

“yeah?” he smiles, “i’m glad.”

it’s your first time ever going to the club with suguru, so there’s some sort of powerful feeling lingering when you enter the loud building holding hands with him. you’re going in belonging to someone and so is he, as opposed to other people going in and hoping to catch a body tonight or at least a good grind on the dancefloor–satoru cough cough.

the white haired maniac’s influence gets all of you a vip table with liquor already waiting for you and when you get there, suguru sits and plants you on his lap, arms loosely wrapped around your waist.

It’s when you look forward, you see toji zenin give you a quick once over from where he’s seated near satoru. and you ignore it, you always do. he’s never made an advance on you ever since you and suguru became a thing, he’s respectful of the relationship, but his eyes can never lie, he’s into you. it’s why you’ve never uttered a word to him and why he doesn’t either. and you can’t really blame him if the purpose of tonight's look was to turn all heads, not just your boyfriend’s.

“you smell good baby,” suguru mutters into your ear as he brushes a hair away from your face, “are you using the perfume i got you?”

you wrap your arms around his shoulders when you respond with a nod of your head and, “yeah. I finally ran out of my old one.”

“good girl.” he smiles appreciatively before placing a tender kiss on your neck

the softness of it makes you giggle a little and crane your neck a little, suguru pinches your side to tease you for it. 

it’s when a certain lullaby of a song comes on that your ears perk up and your boyfriend observes the reaction, looking up at you and rubbing circles into your waist, “what’s up baby?”

within an instant all the girls at your table begin to get up and rush to the dance floor and you turn to suguru, already starting to unwrap his arms from your waist.

“i have to go dance this babe,” you say hurriedly, like a little kid leaving their mom the moment they see the bouncy castle go up.

suguru can say nothing before he watches you run off to join the other girls on the dance floor, eyebrows raised in amusement at your antics then in reaction to your immediate inclination to start dancing. 

you look pretty, he thinks as he reaches over to serve himself a glass of whiskey. 

and he continues to think it as he ‘talks’ to his friends, nodding and giving small mhms when all he’s really doing is watching you live it up at the center of the club. 

you’re ethereal, the only star in that murky puddle of bodies. maybe your dress is part of the reason for all that shine and glow you’re giving off, but nothing beats the pretty little smile on your face that says you’re having a good time. it’s turning him on to be honest. he always wants to shove himself inside of you when you bear that toothy smile at him. 

and other people think the same, he notes. 

he’s always seen the stares, he knows you’re a sight to behold. there hasn’t been a day where he isn’t aware that so many other people want you. he knew it when you were merely the smart, hot girl he had a crush on his lit class, with so many other guys obviously paying a little more attention when it was your turn to speak, and he knows it even more now with your male following on social media and the way he constantly gets sized up just for being next to you. for fuck's sake he's heard toji zenin talk about how bad you are before he knew about your thing with suguru at the halloween party, hell, he still catches the frat president unable to control the way his eyes eat you up when you're near.

“done already?” satoru asks haughtily when he sees all of the girls that went to dance come back heaving a little

it’s been an hour since they all left at the start of that first song.

“y/n’s still there though,” one of them breathes, taking satoru’s drink from him, “she does not stop.”

“yeah, she doesn’t,” suguru laughs a little, looking back at you, still as energetic as when you first got there.

fuck, you're beautiful.

speaking of before,

he’s painfully more aware of it when he notices the number of eyes gravitating towards you from the dancefloor, tables, and the bar.

it’s like a bunny in a room full of wolves. or those scenes where scooby and shaggy are in a dark room and a thousand red eyes pop up to blink at them. the eyes to you ratio is beginning to get a little mind boggling now that he sees it in a real life setting. this is not the handful of guys checking you out when you go to the library with him or the nth guy staring at you when you walk past with your boyfriend next to you. this is a huge club with you in the middle and catching the eye of almost every guy in here, most of whom come to this place with plans of taking a girl home or putting moves on her. 

the thought manifests itself when a blonde frat bro walks up to you and tries to dance with you. suguru’s heart stops a little for some reason. he’s seen guys come up to you before, actually talking to you and trying to get your number, so he shouldn’t feel this irked when he knows the guy is going to be disappointed by your answer. he actually wants to go up to the guy and beat his face in.

the surge of pride that courses through his body is immense when he sees you put a hand between you and the guy and you make an annoyed face, all before strutting off and making your way back to the table. 

he manspreads a little more for you to sit between his legs, draping one arm on your thigh, the other holding onto his whiskey.

“a guy tried to dance with me,” you huff when you sit down, reaching for suguru’s drink, which he hands over without a second thought, now using the other free hand to fully hug you.

“I saw,” he says, perching his chin your shoulder, watching as you take a sip of the whiskey and cradle the cup in your hands.

“dance with me,” you turn to look at him and pout, “i don’t want guys coming up to me.”

“but you look so good rejecting them.” suguru teases, smirking a little at you

when your face deapans, he laughs and hugs you tighter, “we’ll go in a bit. rest your pretty feet for a second, don’t want them to tire out.”

“okay,” you slump into his hold, pouting

and suguru did keep his promise, like always. he took you dancing after a few minutes of rest and letting you drink the rest of his whiskey.

he protected you from any other guys trying to come up to you, evident in the way no guys even dared get close from a ten feet radius.

he kept you close and let you dance with him, hands appreciatively holding onto you when you pressed your body against his. it was much different to the dancing from that first time at satoru’s party, he was really holding onto you this time. his hands always found your ass, your hips, even the underside of your boobs during every second of every song.

and suguru isn’t a jealous guy, so it was a little weird to you when you saw him notice a guy oogling you and he immediately pulled you in to makeout with him on the dancefloor. it was unlike any other makeout session you had ever had with him before. he was gripping your ass while his other hand held your neck, that wasn’t new, he always did that, but his energy about it was so…all consuming. 

all you know, is that instantly had you horny and you couldn’t help the mewl you let out after he squeezed you in his hold.

“let’s go,” he spoke a bit tensely into your ear so you could hear him past the music.

and you were never one to go against him because everything suguru did always made sense and worked for you, so you nodded mindlessly and said, “okay.”

when you got to suguru’s apartment, he immediately pushed you against the door and resumed the makeout session he had started at the club. one of his hands was planted against the door while the other roughly gripped your waist to keep you close to him. 

“If you ever see toji, i want you to run the other direction,” he spoke ominously against your lips

the command had you furrowing your eyebrows, you mean of course yes you'd do that, but you never would’ve thought he’d ask it from you. he never really cared to address your actions when it came towards other guys. suguru wasn’t ever jealous…nonetheless, you agree meekly, taken aback by his roughness, “okay.”

all your boyfriend did in response was let out a gruff sound of acknowledgement before pressing his body further against yours and beginning to tug your dress off. he started by pushing down the straps, then pushing the upper half down, including your strapless bra until your tits popped out. 

he pushed both of them together the moment they peeked out and then let a glob of spit drop down onto one of your nipples rather obscenely before he went down to mouth at that same breast. it had you keening, you could feel your thong becoming nonexistent with the way you were starting to drench through it.

a bite from suguru had you squeaking before he continued his ministrations on your other breast while his hands worked on pushing the rest of your dress all the way down, even your thong since it caught onto the tight material of the dress.

you were left completely naked in front of him now and he manhandled you by suddenly picking you up and pinning you against the wall next to the door. he let one hand hold one of your legs to his waist, while the other went under and quickly swiped a finger across your folds with ease due to the wetness

“so easy baby,” he muttered against your lips before plunging a finger all the way in and curving it upwards

“you’re being mean,” you complain, feeling completely flustered at his brash actions

“what’s so mean about making you feel good hm?” he leans back to get a good look at you when he plunges another finger in and starts to push them in and out quickly, watching as your eyebrows knit and you start to mewl, “atta girl.”

“nothing,” you mumble, brainless as you wrap your arms around his neck and hook him in closer with your legs, “ow!”

he started adding a third finger when he felt like you were starting to open up more, however your small complaint started dying into a moan when he increased his pace with the third finger. 

“that’s a lot sugu,” you heave through delirious breaths, flustered at the fact that he was staring so intensely at how you were sucking him in

your comment had him finally looking up at you and you dont know if you’d rather he go back to staring at your pussy, because he was giving that same intense stare to you now. the all heavy pressure of his gaze was entirely being directed at your own eyes now, and how could you meet that same gaze equally when he was three fingers into you and making you moan like a slut.

suguru might have granted you a quick mercy when he leaned against you, quickening the pace of his fingers so you could get louder, and breathed into your ear, muttering lowly, “my cock’s a lot more than three fingers but you always cream all over it.”

the dirty sentence has you pulling suguru closer to you, and trying to trap him where he was so you wouldn’t have to look at him in the flustered state he put you in. but your boyfriend didn’t have it, forcing himself out of your grip, and craning his neck back to go back to looking at you.

he pulled out all three of fingers just to land a sharp slap across your pussy before plunging all of them into you again, “let me watch you baby. be good for me, okay?”

he honestly expects you to be able to answer him when three of his very large fingers are stretching you wide open and curling on that one spot that always has you crumbling, you know he expects you to because he turns his head a little when you don’t answer and lands another slap before going back to fingering you.

“speak up princess,” he orders so easily and so sweetly, like he’s not torturing your body right now

and you do your best to force the words out of you, legs quivering and resisting the urge to writhe in his grasp when you gasp, “ok–okay.”

“good girl,” he almost groans with a snarl as he suddenly stops fingering you open and hoists you over his shoulder, a squeal leaves your mouth at the action.

he’s walking you both to his bedroom, you notice from the path of his hallway made out from your view, and the realization doesn’t last long before suguru brings you down again, then pushes you down and bends you over his bed. he lands a slap to your ass and you can makeout the rustle of him getting naked when he says softly, “grab the pillows and put them under your stomach angel.”

and you listen, reaching easily for both of his large and fluffy pillows, and putting them under your abdomen.

you feel suguru’s heavy length press against your ass and bare pussy when he presses up against you, gripping onto the crease between your thighs and ass, and starts mouthing hot and heavy kisses across your spine. you whine a complaint at the fact that you feel so good, but you know you could feel so much better if he just put it in already.

“what?” suguru notices the pitch that you always make when you’re complaining, continuing his line of affection down your spine

“put it in,” you pout, wiggling your ass for emphasis and hissing a little when you feel his cock graze your lips at the action

suguru gives a last kiss to the bottom of your spine before coming back up and grabbing a fistful of your hair and bringing your head up so he could look at you, “how bad do you want it?”

“really bad sugu.” you mewl, feeling gratification from the sting of his hold on you

“you want me to fill up your little hole? even when we both know you’re gonna start crying that it’s beating your pussy up, yeah?” he questions cruelly 

“mhm,” you nod pathetically, “even if i do.”

his lips twitch a little at your admission and he yanks on your hair a little harder when he lands a sloppy kiss on your lips that has a string of saliva connecting both of your mouths when he pulls away.

he stands back up and lands another stinging slap across your ass, groaning, “my pretty fuckin ass.”

as if he couldn’t get any dirtier, suguru then grabs either of your cheeks and spreads them apart to get a good view of your sex, the sudden exposure of which makes you feel even wetter. that last fact seems of no use to suguru when you feel a large glob of spit land and run down your hole.

you suck in breath when you feel suguru start to rub his tip across your folds.

“sloppy little pussy,” he mutters before pressing into you. and you both groan when he starts to inch himself in even further.

the moan you let out when he completely pulled out and slammed back in was sinful and the noises that followed when he started doing that again and again at a faster pace without mercy had you outright screaming. 

you felt like you were constantly breathless, constantly trying to breathe. he hadn’t ever been this hard on you before.

and you thought you knew what hard was from him before.

“i know, i know,” he whispered against your neck when he pressed himself down against you and started jackhammering even closer to your cervix, so on point with your gspot too that you felt your orgasm starting to build up

a particular gutteral squeal from you had him breathing a “so cute” while he never relented his brutish force against you

“sugu–sugu,” you reached around for one of his arms, heaving, grabbing onto it while he violently moved the both of you, “i’m gonna–mmm–i’m gonna cum, i’m gonna cum!”

the confession had suguru suddenly changing positions, hooking his arms up and under your armpits to pull you up to stand flush against his body while he slammed up against you ferociously. it unexpectedly had your high crashing against you after a graze of your gspot.

“that’s it baby, that’s it.” suguru consoled when he felt you twitch in his hold and your juices dripping all over his abdomen and cock, “such a good fucking girl.”

all you wanted to do was fall down and rest, but the most you could muster was letting your body go limp in your boyfriend’s unrelenting hold, letting him use you as he pleased.

“ ‘s too much sugu,” you whined as the overstimulation started kicking in

It didn’t get him to stop at all.

“remember what you said earlier hm?” he brought up, breathing heavy as he lifted a foot up to plant it against the edge of the bed. it was leverage for the scream worthy pace he started forcing on you now.

tears started to fall down your cheeks at the overstimulation. it was so good, too good. It was all so sinfully good. 

you felt your walls start to flutter again at your second nearing orgasm when you sniffled from the tears. and although your boyfriend still evilly abused your pussy, he leaned down and moved your face to the side with one hand so he could be face to face with you. 

you thought he was going to kiss you, but instead he started licking your tears off.

it was the catalyst for your orgasm and you thrashed rather hard against suguru, who you could feel suck in a breath at the sporadic clenches of your pussy.

“fuck,” he breathed harshly, pulling you even tighter against him to more easily meet his thrusts and you could feel his cock twitch as a symptom of his incoming orgasm.

that, and he started to speak up filthily.

“Mine–mine–mine–mine.” he reiterated quickly, punctuating each time with a thrust, “fuck ‘s all mine. god can’t get enough of you pretty baby. so fucking slutty and pretty. fuck–fuck–next time i see toji giving you heart eyes im gonna pump my cum inside you so he can see it running down your fucking legs. fuck–you like that baby? what–a–good–good–fucking–girl. tell me you want that baby.”

scrambling for any piece of sanity just to tell your boyfriend what he wants to hear, in hopes of spurring his lust, you moan out weakly, “i want it sugu i want it.”

“yeah? you want him to see me dripping out of your pretty fuckin pussy? god–i fucking–want–it. he’ll never get to fucking know what it’s like to cream this little hole.”

“so–so dirty sugu,” you moan sheepishly at the embarrassing realization that he might just make you cum a third time because of the added spur of his pussy drunk words. 

“pussy’s fucking dirty,” snarls back at you, pulling you closer to him, “can feel you clenching around me. know you fucking like it.”

the shut down of his words had you shaking in attraction to his ability to shut you up like no other.

“never–forget–you’re–mine,” he thrusts through, “ ‘s fucking pussy, your ass, your tits, your body, your pretty fucking face, ‘s all mine. you don’t need anybody but me. i’m yours i’m yours i’m yours. ‘s dick ‘s all yours, everything, baby. take it–take it–take it.” 

his breathing was starting to get heavier and you could feel his abs start twitching against you, a sign of his orgasm building up just as yours was all over again.

so it surprised you when suguru pulled out and threw you onto the bed, your legs hanging off the edge before he picked them up and slanted them up against his body by hugging them close. “come here, come here,” he quickly let one arm go for a second to guide himself into you again before wrapping it around your legs again. he repositioned the one leg of his back on top of the bed for his leverage and leaned forward a bit to go back to his brutal thrusts. 

“wanna see your face when you cum again.” he muttered as he stared at you squealing and moaning lewdly at his ministrations

suguru started kissing and mouthing at your calves while keeping you in a deadlock of eye contact. his cheeks and ears were tinged pink and his hair had fallen out of the half up half down do he had it in earlier. 

the worshipping of your legs and eye contact had to have been the last straw for you, because after a certain lick of your skin, you started crashing, feeling yourself let go across the entire lower half of your boyfriend, resisting the urge to cover your face in embarrassment because he recently made it a point that he really really liked seeing your face when you came.

the point was proven when he followed soon after you, thrusting half haphazardly into you as he blew his load inside of you in time with every squeeze of your cunt. it was accompanied by a litter of painful bites across your calves and heavy breathing from your boyfriend. he looked like he came hard, it felt like he did, considering how every spurt of his cum was sharply thrusted into you, making you wince in pain every time his tip kissed your cervix.

both of you were breathing heavily after, especially suguru, his skin covered in a thicker veil of sweat than you, who was simply taking all of that force he was exerting. he was still holding onto your legs, resting his forehead on the bare skin of your foot that wasn’t covered by your heel. 

his eyes were closed and he licked his lips, a bit tired, as he spoke, “i think i do get jealous after all, i’m sorry.”

his confession made you slightly clench around him, making him suck a breath in at the sensitivity while you breathlessly giggled, “that’s okay, i never said you couldn’t.”

suguru lazily bit your calf again as a sign of retaliation, "you could sound less excited."

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