Pronebone With Toji? I Want Him As My Own Personal Weighted Blanket

on the bed, on the couch, bent over the kitchen counter, by the fireplace, against the wall, in the shower, on the floor, in the basement, against the window, in front of a mirror, missionary, cowgirl, full nelson, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, sideways, outside, in the car, in a public restroom, against a mirror

BYE CAN WE THIRST OVER BIKER TOJI OMG

YES YES WE CANDJASHBD

no but actually tho, i don’t know shit about bikes (got burned by one when i was little, traumatizing) but that just makes it better not the burning part obviously. LIKE what i would give to be his personal bimbo cheerleader. better yet his favorite flag girl that he strives to impress every race.fuck a winning trophy all he needs is some pretty pussy on his dick to rev him up (lol motor vehicle puns ). shoving his gloved fingers into your mouth when he fucks you hard enough to make his trailer shake. god or even better teaching how to sit properly on his prized possession, where to put your feet explaining in detail what every gear or whatever the fuck else is on there does. i don’t care no one cares or can even focus,because even while he’s explaining his hands are shoved under your mini skirt thick fingers rubbing between your ridiculously… soaked lips,making a mess all over the saddle and shining up the leather. might even make make you grind yourself against it even with people walking in and out of the garage oh LORD OH LORDIAJJSND i went too far.

smut, 18+, mdni

nasty!toji who spits on your pussy while eating you out just to watch it slide down your puffy folds until it dips to your entrance. shoving his tongue inside your hole and fucking his saliva deeper inside, chuckling against you when he feels you clench around his hot tongue. “you like that, sweetheart?” words hot and thick against your sticky cunt.

toji gets impatient with not having an answer and pulls away just to spank your pussy. “asked you a question,” he barks in a sharp tone, catching your attention. you immediately squeal, voice breaking with a “y-yes! oh god, i love it, toji!” you can barely make out a muffled, “good girl” before he’s spreading your folds open wide, watching as you blossom pink and flushed for him before licking up your slit and sucking your clit directly into his mouth.

nasty!toji who lets his tongue wander when he’s going down on you, slipping inside your ass and feeling your pussy clench around his fingers that are still stuffing your cunt full. “quit squirmin’, mama,” he pulls his fingers out, coated in your slick, just to meanly slap your pussy twice before spreading your thighs further.

his tongue licking around your puckered hole, the one no one’s touched, “gonna let me be your first doll? want me to fill you up the way no man ever has?” his voice deep and rough, eyes flaring with something possessive, getting off on corrupting you.

nasty!toji who fucks you hard just to see you squirt on his chest. his thrusts are nothing short of cruel, swollen tip pushing against your abused g spot over and over again. you feel the pressure building, your thighs threatening to close from the intense feeling but toji won’t have it.

no, his calloused palms are shoving your legs apart and driving his hips even harder into the same spot. you try to warn him, voice wavering with each rough crash of his pelvis against your ass, but he only presses his hand down on your lower stomach, amplifying the sensation until you finally spray.

his chest is glistening from your gushing pussy and you feel a wave of embarrassment knowing you’re the direct cause for the sheen on his abs. before you can think too much about it, toji’s pulling out and diving face first into your cunt.

he licks at your folds, thumb rubbing harsh circles into your clit as your juices continue to flood his face despite you trying your hardest to make it stop. he runs his face back and forth across your silky skin and groans hoarsely, basking in your taste as he shoves his tongue inside your pussy.

“toji!! s’ too much—fuck!” you cry out, muscles giving out as you try to push his head away. he pulls his head back only to spit on your pussy, giving her two more rushed licks before sitting up on his knees once more, stroking his cock and fucking you right back in the same rhythm, a dirty combination of slick and squirt decorating the lower half of his face, coating his lips and that damn scar you love so much.

nasty!toji who fucks you in missionary just to watch you cry. the way he rams his cock into you is nothing short of mean, his eyes half lidded in lust and his fingers intertwined with your own as he holds them above your head. you’re rendered helpless, forced to take every rough thrust of his hips even when it’s too much. your cunt begins clenching around him too tight, the slight pain that the stretch of his fat cock gives you growing more intense with each relentless thrust.

you can’t even help the big tears welling up in your lash line or your bottom lip quivering as you begin to pout at him. “t-toji, it’s too deep. fuck, you’re too deep!” you begin to whine out, head turning back and forth against the plush pillow, body being run for all its worth and feeling the twitches throughout your frame in an unfamiliar pattern—you’re at your limit. and he’s still not through.

“just gotta make sure i get all of it, you know this, ma,” his nose is dragging along the column of your throat, his balls slapping wetly against your ass as he ensures every inch of his cock is snug inside your overstimulated pussy. your eyes shut and the tears begin to fall, your heels digging into the dip of his spine to pull him even deeper, body conflicting itself and somehow still begging for more.

“there she is, that’s—shit—that’s my good girl,” he praises once he feels you pulling him in even closer, head pulling back to look you in the eyes before flattening his tongue against your jaw, licking all the way up your cheek and savoring the salty taste of your tears.

“taste so sweet when you’re cryin’ for it. this poor little pussy can’t get enough even with all your whinin’,” his words are punctuated with a rumbly chuckle before he begins lapping at the opposite side of your face. his wet tongue moves slowly across your skin, the humiliation causing soft sobs to fall from your swollen lips but his hips never stop moving. his leaky tip rams against your cervix with each thrust while he presses a wet kiss to the corner of your eye. “so pretty when you cry, just makes me wanna fuck a baby into ‘ya.”

nasty!toji who can’t help himself from eating his own cum out of your pussy. he’d long since lost count of how many times he felt your cunt flutter around him, coming over and over from his insatiable desire to fuck you for all he’s worth. he didn’t give you time to recover after an orgasm, and if you’re honest, you can’t be sure you can tell the difference between one ending and the next one washing over your overstimulated body.

toji had inhumane stamina and sex happened to be one of the places it showcases the best. he can go for hours, never getting bored of your broken moans ringing through his ears or that frothy ring of your cum that coats the base of his dick. but when he does finally come, it doesn’t mean he’s anywhere close to being done with you.

nasty!toji fills you with so much of his cum that it can’t possibly all fit inside of your poor, abused pussy. it spills out even with him still driving his hips forward to push it deeper, making a mess of your thighs and his heavy balls as it overflows. toji simply doesn’t care and groans out in a raspy tone as he feels his orgasm last longer than normal, his cock somehow still filling you with more of his hot, sticky load.

when he eventually pulls out, he’s immediately dropping to his stomach and pushing the backs of your thighs towards your chest. you’ve never looked so messy before, he’s sure of it, as he licks up the thick stream of white pouring out of your sloppy folds. his eyes shut as he revels in the taste of your combined cum, bumping your clit with his nose while his tongue laps at your quivering entrance as he cleans up the mess he made of you.

"Marty"

2025, watercolor and gouache

Marty is an education bird where I work. Unable to be released right now, Marty is used to go on trips to events to educate folks about wildlife.

Heyy bestie!! can u give a smut visual with Toji?

he loves how hungry you are for his cock. you’re such a good girl when you let him use your throat n force his shaft down until you gag n it swells — after all he deserves it, you’re his princess n he always makes you cum so good, you should always adore his thick cock — the choker + THIS ONE + lord have mercy

he gets hard when you sit on his face. him moan into your dripping cunt n the vibrations make your tight hole throb around his tongue as you ride it. his big hands squeeze your ass so roughly that your folds open wide n your eyes roll back — link + this one + help

an ass man (lol) n what better way to show it than by fucking your tight hole!? Toji loves going deep n watching your pussy flutter around nothing, your belly bulge with his thick cock. his big balls slam against your hard nub as his cock is buried deep n you end up squirting on his legs — here + this one

hes too pretty 😔🎀

lovely boy

Toji's Valentines Gift

T. Fushiguro

Pairing: Toji Fushiguro x f!Reader

Summary: Chocolates are outdated so you always try to give Toji a unique gift for Valentine's Day. Shopping for him is hard, so you ask and he tells you what he desires. A video.

WARNINGS: NSFW!Smut, Vaginal Sex, Masturbation, Oral Sex (M. Receiving), Filming, Back Scratching, Bit of Biting, Pulling Hair, Face Fucking, Cream Pie

*almost two weeks late but better late than never

You always have a hard time trying to figure out what to get your husband for Valentine’s Day. Although he assures you he doesn’t need anything because the holiday isn’t one of utmost importance, he always gets you a gift of some sort. So you always pester him.

He dreads New Years because he knows for a month straight he’ll have to hear you ask him over and over again what he wants for Valentines. He always says nothing, hoping that would be a good enough answer, but it never is. So on January first, when you asked, he gave you an answer.

“I want to make a video.” He responds, fighting back a smirk. There’s no way you’d agree to it, he knows you like the palm of his hand– Your answer will be no and then you won’t ask about a gift again.

“A video?” You question, hoping it’s your dirty mind playing tricks on you. “What kind of video?”

“You know the type of video I mean. One where my dick is in your pretty mouth.” He responds. Now he waits for you to answer. You blink, a bit surprised at what he wants. You gulp and think about it for a minute or so. You sigh before giving him a shy nod, making him raise his eyebrow. “What’s that, doll?”

“Yes.” You answer. “If that’s what you want.”

-

February 14th comes around and you’re dressed in red lingerie, kneeling on your bed as you watch your husband set up the camera. You take deep breaths, a bit nervous about this whole thing. He assured you that this would be for the two of you only– No one else but you and him could watch the video.

Once everything is set up, he walks over to you and grabs your hand and makes you feel the tent that’s in his boxers. It’s already recording. You look up at him as your fingers play with the waistband of his boxers. One hand goes under your chin and his thumb presses against your bottom lip. “Now or never sweetheart.”

Your mouth parts and he inserts his thumb, it goes as far back as it cans, making you gag. A taunting grin forms on his face. “If you can’t handle my thumb, how are you going to handle my cock?”

You continue looking up at him with doe-eyes, until he finally takes out his thumb. You pull down his boxers, letting his cock free. Your hand is quick to wrap around his shaft, giving it a couple strokes.

He wants you to give him more than that. He isn’t patient enough to wait for you to finally wrap your pretty mouth around his cock. His whimpers were a clear sign of desperation, which nearly made you smirk. The more he whimpers, the more your ego is fueled so you will take your time stroking his cock.

He becomes impatient so he grabs the back of your head and forces you to take his cock. You gag as you take all of him inside your mouth which is too much for you to handle. Tears form around your eyes, ruining your mascara. Drool falls to your chin, while he holds your head still.

“What? Can’t handle it?” He says. He finally lets go and you take a breath before your tongue starts at the base of his shaft and goes up to the tip, where you roll your tongue around a  couple of times. You hollow your cheeks and put his cock in your mouth once again.

You begin to bob your head, setting a pace that’s perfect. His hand reaches over the bed, and then you catch a bright light over your head. He wants to catch every angle, whether it’d be with a professional camera or with his phone. You look up at the camera, taking his cock of your mouth and smiling.

“Look at my cute little star.” He comments, as your hand jerks his dick. “You gonna take all of daddy’s cum?”

“Yes, daddy.” You respond before wrapping your mouth around his cock again, your hand going up to stroke the parts that won’t fit in your mouth. You look confidently at his phone camera while you continue doing your job. By the way he whimpers you can tell you’re doing a great job.

Your free hand moves down and pushes your panties to the side to move two fingers up and down your cunt. He notices it, making him say, “Is sucking me off turning you on, baby?”

You don’t respond- Well can’t since your mouth is full, but his response is clear when you continue enthusiastically bobbing your head. You wet your fingers enough with your own slick before inserting them into your cunt. So little compared to Toji’s fingers. Nothing compared to his cock.

Your fingers and your head bobbing match up in speed. Your hand stops stroking Toji’s shaft and moves to massage his balls. He’s tempted to thrust his hips, wanting to choke you and watch as his balls smack against your skin but he decides that he has already made your throat suffer enough.

The job you’re doing is more than good enough. The way you moan around his cock because of your tiny fingers makes him think about how you’ll react to his cock. It’s always the same reaction though, but it never gets old. “You enjoying yourself, little star?”

“Fuck, you got such a perfect mouth.” He grunts, so close to moving his hips. He holds back, and lets you continue sucking him off at your own pace. But you’re too focused on fingering yourself, and Toji thinks he has to help you out. He removes your hand from his balls. “Let me help you out, star.”

So he begins to move his hips, his whole cock back into your mouth. He moves in and out slowly so it won’t be as bad. His balls slap against your chin as you look up at him, his phone camera getting in the way. You continue to moan around his cock, as your fingers brush right along your sweet spot.

He throws his head back, letting moans out as he enjoys your pretty mouth. Your other hand goes down to massage your clit. Your orgasm is quick to build up, and releases coincidentally at the same time his cum hits the back of your throat.

He pulls his cock out and stops filming with his phone. You swipe your thumb over your chin since saliva covered your chin. He puts his phone back on the side of the bed, and turns his complete attention towards you.

He reaches behind and unclasps your bra, sliding it off before bending down and latching his mouth around your nipple while his hand plays and pinches the other. Breathy moans escape your lips as he does this. He switches to the other and does the same thing.

When he gets bored he separates himself and pushes you down onto the bed. He completely takes off your panties and spreads your legs before grabbing the camera. He separates your folds and admires your pussy while also showing the camera. “You have the prettiest little cunt, baby. Show them.”

A sudden shyness comes over you and you close your legs. Toji laughs in response before spreading them. “Why so shy now, baby? No one is going to see this, remember. Now show me your sweet pussy so I can jack off to it later.”

“Okay…” You don’t try to fight it and show it to him. He shows it off a bit more before putting the camera back to the spot he set in the beginning.

“I’m gonna pump you full of my cum now.” He says as he walks over to you. He flips you over and forces you to arch. He grabs his cock and presses the tip over your clit before teasing your entrance.

You shake your ass in response to his constant teasing. He smacks your ass before fully inserting his cock into you. He gives you a couple of seconds to adjust before slowly moving. Soft moans escape your lips as he gently and slowly moves.

You shut your eyes, your mouth parting while he picks up speed. But your moans don’t get louder, so he smacks your ass. “Fuck, baby, you have to be louder. Remember you’re trying to become a star.”

“Toji!” You practically yell as he pounds harder into you. He grabs his phone again, to film from a different angle. He begins to pull your hair and you slightly turn your head to get somewhat of a look at the camera. He smirks as he sees your pretty face through the phone screen.

After a few more seconds of taping you with his phone, he puts it down. He lets go of your hair and your head falls back on the bed. “You’re such a little slut, I bet you love getting filmed.”

“Fuck-” You moan, your hand reaching to play with your clit. Toji groans as your walls begin to squeeze around him. He continues speaking, telling you the nasty things you like to hear.

“Your tight little cunt was just made for me, isn’t that right baby?” He says. “We’re taking this video just so everyone knows whose pussy this is, ain’t that right?”

“Toji!” Your brain can’t process his words, you’re only focused on the cock that is filling you up. He moves just at the right pace, and you know that you’re going to be finishing soon enough. A ring of cream forms around his cock, and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t love that picture.

“Answer me, baby. This is for everyone to know who you belong to, right?” Toji insists that you give him an answer, and you barely can process his words. “Show everyone how you take my cock so well.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” You respond loudly. You continue squeezing around him as your orgasm approaches. You get louder and louder with each of his thrusts. Until you finally release, your eyes shutting. “Toji-”

He takes his cock out and flips you over. He smirks at your expression, one he always enjoys seeing. He then picks you up, and like instinct your legs wrap around his waist, your hands go behind his back and gently hold on. He’s able to hold you with one arm while he lines his cock up with your entrance.

The fact that he’s carrying you doesn’t stop him from teasing you. His cock moves up and down your slit until he finally decides to plunge himself into you. Both arms carry you now since he can’t risk having you fall.

His cock hits the right spot over and over again in this position. His tip kisses your cervix, causing you to practically scream each time. He has a sadistic smirk on his lips. Your nails dig into his back, and he can’t help but say, “Yes, baby, show them who I belong to.”

Your nails on his back hurt but he loves the feeling. He’s chasing his release this time so he goes at the speed he likes, although he doesn’t mind giving you another orgasm.

Your eyes roll to the back of your head, his cock just hitting your sweet spot. You bite his shoulder while your nails drag on his back, marking him up so he isn’t able to walk around shirtless in front of other people.

Your juices are all over his cock, and while neither of you can see because of the position, you hear it with his every move. He goes back to holding you with one arm so his other can move to rub on your clit.

“Right there!” You mindlessly moan as his thumb massages your clit just right. “Fuck Toji, just right.”

He stops moving but continues to play with your clit. So you take the responsibility to bounce on his cock while his thumb works you up. It’s not as easy, you realize but you do your job. It’s slow as you move but his cock is still hitting the right spot.

You move your hips until your orgasm approaches and you come around his cock again. He stops massaging your clit as your head tilts back, your lips parted as you come around him again. He moves on his own again, much faster than you.

Your nails continue to dig into his skin as he moves. He’s much louder as he moves though, hinting that his release is close. “Gonna paint your insides white and show everyone who you belong to.”

“Yes, Toji!” You respond, your brain fogged from your previous orgasms. You’re cockdrunk. Toji continues moving until he comes to a sudden stop, a moan leaving his lips. His thrusts are so much slower as his cum releases into you. Your pussy milks him for each drop of it as he continues moving.

His forehead falls on yours and you both share a breath for a moment before he decides to put you down on the bed. He pulls out and smiles at you. He walks away to grab the camera and begins to film up-close, the dripping cum from your cunt. “My cute little cumslut, filled up with my cum.”

His fingers push the come back inside, some of it remaining on his fingers. He moves his fingers up to your lips, pressing on your bottom lip which forces you to open your mouth and take his fingers in and swirl your tongue around them. “Good girl. Good fucking girl.”

He takes his fingers out and stops the video. He puts the camera elsewhere before coming to your side to cuddle. Your face immediately goes to his chest, while his hand runs up and down your back.

“You alright, star?” He asks, making you chuckle.

“Star? Really?” You respond.

“You’re a little pornstar now.” He says. “My little star.”

“If anyone but you sees that video, I’ll kill you.” You tell him.

“I know baby, it’s just my jack off material. No one will ever see it.”

Ok but hear me put…..toji edging the shit out of u

hmmm yesss

Cw: nsfw, 18+ minors dni, fem reader, daddy kink, edging, penetrative sex, sobbing, toji being kinda mean

He's brutal, shoulders flexing and biceps pulsing beneath your grip as he pounds into you. You can hardly think, your mind meddled into mush at the stretch of his cock pressing into your gummy walls; and you swear you can feel every single vein as he stuffs himself to the hilt inside of you. His thrusts send cold chills up your sprine, small hands grappling onto the sheets, the pillow cases, his shoulders, his arms, his hair, anything you can hold with a desperate attempt to keep yourself grounded. "Oh, I know," he sneers from above you, "daddy knows he's mean." Plush lips pull back along his teeth in a grin. Immediately, you're sobbing, drool spills from your swollen lips while you shake beneath him, begging and pleading for release. "D'awhh," he coos, voice thick with mock, "should daddy let you cum?" You nod hysterically, tears stream over your raw cheeks, "please, please, please-" he pushes a finger to his lips before bringing his head down to kiss you gently. His gentle and slow touch calms your mind, brain muddled in pleasure on the hope that he'd finally reprieve you of the tightening knot in your cunt. "Please, please can I cum, daddy?" Your walls spasm around his length as he sits up, a string of drool connecting your lips, "mmm," he draws with a click of his tongue, "No."

fr.

size training with sylus

<slyus x fem!reader>

where you’re size training on Sylus’s dick. ❤️

genre/warnings: smut, pwp, big dick!sylus, size training, size kink, dear god sylus and his fat cock, breeding kink, unprotected sex, pet names, dacryphilia, it’s just sylus brain rot ❤️

w/c: 2K

a/n: I’m on Love & Deepspace fic tumblr! 😮 hope I’ll be welcomed nicely here haha. As a peace offering, this is my present to everyone (and especially the Sylus girlies)!

You shift your body slightly, trying to make yourself comfortable, on top of taking slow breaths, your heart fluttering at Sylus's soft voice coaxing you. 

"That's it. Take it slowly, kitten", his voice slow and deep in your ears. But you don't see the way he's shutting his eyes and biting his inner cheek every time you squeeze around him. He's trying to pace his breathing as well, but it feels so fucking good.

You whine softly against his bare chest, his heat radiating off you, his slender fingers stroking your hair slowly, and his other hand drawing soothing circles on your thighs. 

You don’t remember how it started, but your thoughts start to drift, recalling the times your mind would float whenever Sylus had his lips on yours with you straddling on his thick thighs. He would devour you, painfully slowly because he knows that’s what riles you up, and he definitely enjoys listening to your whimpers, your non-verbal pleas for him to do more to you. He’d make sure your lips are wet and messy once he’s done with you, his touches teasing and light against your skin. Sylus secretly wants you to beg for it, because he knows that he’d give in to you in a heartbeat. His fingers would cup yours that were on his chest, and the look he would give you reset all the butterflies in your stomach. You would feel his thick erection, hidden under the thin silk black bathrobe he’d always wear against your clothed pussy, and dear god, he’s so fucking big. But before you could ask, Sylus would trail his fingers to tease your wet clit and pussy, soaking in your adorable reactions he swears is enough to get him off, erasing the question of wanting him to fuck you off your brain when the pleasure from his fingers tingles through your body. 

Sylus doesn’t pride himself as a generous being, but he thinks he’s always generous enough for you. He realises he enjoys having his face in between your legs, making you squirm, listening to you sob when he overstimulates you with his tongue, making sure his tongue presses and grazes fully on your clit while he listens to you fall apart, his crimson eyes locked onto you while he holds you down to take whatever he’s giving you. 

He’s good at distracting you like that whenever you want to bring up the question of fucking. 

This time though? Through your wet lashes from the overstimulation and hazy thoughts, all you were craving for was just to be fucked stupid by Sylus. Your hand reached out and pushed against his head. Sylus pulled back slightly, confused for a moment. 

“What is it, sweetie?” He paused, his hands trailing up and down your thighs. 

Your mind slowly clears, but your pussy is still pulsing from him tongue fucking you.

“Need you to fuck me, Sylus. Please. I don’t think I can take it any longer.”

Sylus is momentarily taken aback by your demand, but he realises he can’t keep holding it off, mostly because there’s only so much longer he’s able to hold back, especially when you’re begging for him like that. 

“I don’t think-“

“I can take it”, you muttered stubbornly, yanking your partner towards you. You shift yourself above him, straddling his thighs, just shy of his appendage. 

As much as your determination is endearing, Sylus knows your comfort should come first. And he knows very well that his cock isn’t gonna fit into you in one go, so he decides to let you gauge it for yourself—putting your hands into the string of his robe, gesturing you to loosen it. 

And you do, your gaze flickering from his cool expression to his silk robe sliding off his body when you untie the string. 

You swallow hard when his cock comes into view—thick, long and heavy, the tip red with a wet sheen of precum. Yeah, that’s definitely not gonna fit in you in one go. You and him solely being just wet enough wasn’t going to cut it. 

Nonetheless, you’re still determined. Your eyes meet his gaze and an idea pops into his head. 

He intertwines his fingers with yours.

“Tell you what, sweetie. I’ll fit into you slowly. Doesn’t matter how much you can take, I just want to make sure you’re comfortable when you’re doing so.”

“But-“

He presses his lips on the back of your hand. 

“I’ll be fine. You trust me, right?”

You nod, watching the way his eyes soften before you. 

So there you are, lying on your side, facing Sylus, your cunt trying to adjust to his cock as he stretches you open. It’s been a couple of days since you’ve been size training with your partner. It started off with getting his cockhead in, and that was already making you hitch your breath. Then inch by inch he sinks into you from then. He’d let you cock warm him like that and it never failed to leave you so full one session after the next. 

It’d been seven days, and you barely pushed through three-quarters of his girth. Initially, Sylus still could tease you while you tried to take his cock, but as he sunk deeper into you after each session, it started getting harder for him to maintain his composure—every twitch, every squeeze—had him digging his fingers into his palm, clenching against his silk pillow and breathing a little harder. 

He huffs once more when he feels you clench around his cock. 

“If you’re gonna keep clenching around me like that, Kitten, I don’t think I’ll be able to handle it.”

You glance up, watching the way Sylus’s platinum hair becoming a tousled mess against the pillow. His crimson eyes cast to meet yours, his lips pulled into a slight frown. 

“I can’t help it”, you reply, suddenly feeling self-conscious. 

You hear Sylus hiss slightly once more when he twitches inside you. 

“Do you think you could fit another inch in?” It almost comes off as a beg. 

You inhale shakily, shifting yourself further downwards, taking another inch of his cock. The both of you gasp at the sensation. 

You freeze at the thickness. How far down are you already?

“You’re almost all the way in, Kitten”, Sylus whispers, almost as if he heard your thoughts. His breathing is growing heavier by the second, and he’s forcing himself to hold back from just thrusting the remainder of his cock in. It’s dangling over him like his favourite prey. 

His thumb strokes against yours, trying to distract you from the pressure on top of pressing your forehead with kisses, singing you soft praises.

Your mind is gradually turning more hazy with Sylus’s cock taking up the majority of your thoughts, on top of his body soap that’s been creeping into your olfactory senses. The more Sylus inches his cock into you, the more he’s pressing onto your g-spot, and the more it’s starting to make you see stars whenever you blink. You’re growing so sensitive that you’re feeling every throb Sylus’s cock is giving you. 

Your hand is on his arm, trying to ground yourself from the slight soreness. Another strained whimper when Sylus pushes him deeper into your pussy. Slick leaks from your pussy and it doesn’t go unnoticed by Sylus. 

Another kiss to your temple, another circle drawing session on your thigh.

“Do you want me to go all the way in?” 

Your toes curl.

“I can take it.”

So Sylus inches his cock right to the hilt, knocking the wind out of you. 

Tears are prickling at the corner of your eyes, but oh god you do feel so good. 

“How are you feeling, sweetie?”

You hiccup softly. “So full.”

He chuckles. “Such a good girl.” The vibrations of his light laughter only press his tip further onto your g-spot, and it’s making your thighs shake from the impending orgasm. 

“D-don’t move so much, Sylus. You’re gonna make me—“ you try to bury your head into his chest but he stops you with his fingers in your chin. 

“Make you what?” 

He intentionally shifts, and his cockhead hits your sensitive spots again, sending fireworks into your eyelids, and a strained moan. Sylus seems to enjoy your reactions, because then he flips you to your back, his large frame looming over you, forcing you to look up at him with your legs folded, and still with his cock in you. 

Oh no. 

Sylus looks down at you with the faintest glint of softness in his eyes before it completely disappears, now just hunger seeping through the red. 

“Sylus!-“ you gasp, his fullness penetrating into you again, this time easily, considering the wet and sopping mess you’ve made around his cock. 

He only hums in reply, then pulling out slightly before he pushes into you again. He’s found your sweet spots, and he’s not letting it go that easily. 

The knot in your stomach pulls tight, and it’s making you tear up in sheer pleasure. You’re barely able to meet Sylus’s eyes, not when he’s fucking into you and has your head thrown back while you’re fighting to keep your eyelids open. 

It builds and builds. Sylus probably realises it from how much you’re just pulsing on his cock. His thumb rests at the corner of your lips and you let him slip in, your glazed out eyes meeting his. It makes his heart flutter when you’re completely undone like this for him, but he’ll never admit it, at least, not yet. 

“Gonna cum. Fuck, it’s so much, Sylus-“ you whimper before your mind completely melts away. 

“Release all you want on me, sweetie. That’s my good girl.”

That’s enough to send you over the edge—your orgasm hitting you like waves, tingling through your body like electricity, the pleasure eating you up over and over again. Sylus watches affectionately while you fall apart on his cock—the way you’re writhing and squirming, the way his name leaves your lips after every moan, the way your pussy creams so much on his cock. He thinks he’s doomed because he never gonna get enough. 

“Looks like a little kitten made a mess”, Sylus teases. He watches the way cream pools at the base of his cock when he pulls out slightly, only to thrust back into you again. His eyes flutter shut at the tight warmth eating him up, groans replacing his words. 

“Now, can I make a mess in you?” 

Your watery eyes meet his, and he’s equally about to lose all composure. You cup his cheeks, taking him by surprise, before giving him a quick peck on the corner of his lips, and then you nod. Said corner of his lips lift in satisfaction at your approval.

He’s just ready to ruin you. 

His strokes become more heavy, the overstimulation shutting your brain off. Nothing but pleasure is surging through your nerves now. You’re even holding up your legs so Sylus can fuck you deeper. 

“Now be a good girl and take all of it”, he mutters huskily, burying his face against the crook of your neck, his eyes snapped shut and his eyebrows furrowed. 

Despite the fact that you don’t get to see the way Sylus’s face contorts in pleasure when his orgasm hits him, his groans right in your ears serve you satisfied for now while thick white spurts into your abused pussy, filling you up all the way, some seeping past your plugged hole. 

You don’t realise how much you’ve clawed down Sylus’s back while he was emptying himself into you. 

Well, he doesn’t need to know anyway. 

Sylus stays above you for a moment, the both of you catching your breaths. He still has the energy to plant more bites on your neck while you stroke his hair. 

He pulls back to look at your face properly, and all you can think of is how fucking good he looks post-fuck—messy, sweaty, and so fucking delicious-looking. His fingers brush away your strands of hair, and his thumb caresses your bottom lip. 

“You’re truly gonna be the death of me, sweetie.”