Modern!vi Who’s Down Horrendous For You. She Gets Home From The Gym, Sweat-damp And Sore, Ready For

𝙢𝙖𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚?

❝fuck me like you mad at me, baby; i need a freak to drive me crazy!❞  

♡ sae itoshi ♡

wc: 14.5k

a/n: i love my nonchalant princess sm. the storyline is a bit long 'cause i got carried away lmao. but trust the process guys, it's good i promise ;)

reblogs, comments and likes are always appreciated <3

content: sae itoshi x fem!reader, reader plays for blue lock (yes, what a queen!), eventual smut, sae is filthy lol, all acts are consensual, disclaimer: i have no knowledge on soccer or how the games work in general lmfao, porn with plot, not edited.

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jealousy has never been a pretty look, nor has the toxic radiation of arrogance.

it's funny how men can be threatened to such miniscule things, afraid that it'll bruise their strikingly huge egos; bigger than their dicks!

yes, the world is unfair, and sadly women will never be seen as equals. unfortunately, we live in a time where what's in our pants determines our self-worth like some kind of auctioned price tag.

but, you weren't about to label yourself with a price tag stamped on you by a man.

and what better way to do that than being annoyingly damn good at something that was created for men.

the way soccer has deeply nestled itself in your veins was something that most definitely wasn't on your bingo card. you grew up in a small town where people were familiar with each other, being able to tell apart who was a neighbor and who was a stranger.

your dream was to graduate high school with honors and attend a prestigious university in a foreign country; following your passion of becoming an aspiring cardiologist.

but, of course, the criteria list was as big as your ambition. you were required to do a bunch of stuff, such as volunteering for community service, internships, maintaining your grades, and most importantly.... play a sport?!

if there's one thing you absolutely hated in the world, it would have to be playing sports. you weren't athletic at all and you felt limited because where you lived barely had any inclusivity for female players.

but, the university admissions office wanted an all-rounded student, so, you had no choice.

you begged your school's boys soccer coach to let you play. the old man was a tough cookie, hard to crack, but with enough pestering; he gave in. more so, he thought you'd be the one to give up and not show up on the second practice session.

but, to his surprise, you held your ground. in no time, your body went through a series of changes. you became more toned and lean, your strength and stamina gradually increased as well.

the guys on the team ridiculed you multiple times when you struggled to understand the rules or play strategy; but, they'd soon swallow their own words after noticing how in every game it always seemed like you had woken up as someone new.

your adaptability, stamina, improvisation and intuition resulted in you to easily climb up the ranks; replacing the team's captain who served for 2 years.

naturally, your school gained popularity for having such a strong soccer team, and you became the infamous ace card; even though you were the only female player on the team.

of course, you didn't really care about all that. after all, you were doing this in order to prepare a neat and tidy application to ship yourself somewhere else to pursue your dreams. so, you'd mindlessly played against other schools and ultimately; lead your team to victory.

win after win after win.

what you didn't expect was that a lady with short auburn hair has been eyeing from the very beginning; spectating like a creep.

your senior year of high school came by and you were a few months away from graduating. your applications have been submitted and you felt like someone freed you from the shackles of stress. you spent your eighteenth birthday with friends and family, of course, being teased by your relatives of how your body was becoming "more like a man" or whatever the hell that means.

spring had just begun and your acceptance letter has come in the mail. you eagerly opened it, practically screaming in happiness as you almost tripped down the flight of stairs to announce to your parents-

"i'm going to yale!"

you had finished your last soccer practice for the season. while you were about to head in the direction of your house, you saw a lady with short auburn hair approach you.

you tried to ignore her, maybe she was walking towards someone behind you? but, you couldn't hear anyone behind you. she politely smiled at you, almost as if she could read your mind.

"uh, can i help you?" you asked, confused.

"you're y/n, right?" she confirmed, making you cock an eyebrow.

"yes, that would be me." you answered, a bit taken back from her sudden acknowledgment of your existence.

"i've been watching you for quite some time now, and i must say, you are a fine piece of talent for the world of soccer!" she enthusiastically praised, making you look at her with a dumbfounded expression.

"uhm, thank you?....creepy." you awkwardly expressed your gratitude, while mumbling the last part. but, it seems that she very loud and clearly heard you, chuckling at your words.

"listen, i've been watching the most talented soccer players in different parts of japan to recruit. my dream is to create the best soccer team in japan that will win the world cup. so, i created the blue lock project." she passionately explained.

"nice." you blandly responded, making her stare at you like you have two heads.

"are you not getting it? i'm recruiting you to the blue lock project, y/n." she frowned, but her words were still registering in your head.

blue lock project?

world cup?

this must be some joke. so, you laughed at her face like it was one.

"i tried to put past the whole creepy stalking you did on me but this is the most absurd thing you've said so far in our short interaction. you're asking me, a woman, to play in your all-men soccer team that you're planning to perfect for the world cup? listen, lady, i think you need to go home and take a nice nap to clear your head." you scoffed, readjusting your duffel bag as you prepared to walk off, only to be halted as she grabbed your wrist.

"wait! please, just think about it! i know... i know what you're thinking and i get it. us women, we don't get these kinds of opportunities and when we do, there's always some level of competition and gender-bias. but, as a woman myself, whose ambition is to craft the perfect japanese soccer team, i want a woman to play in it. i want a woman to win the world cup! please, i'm requesting you, reconsider." she begged, making your mouth slightly drop.

you sigh heavily, looking at her with stern eyes.

"i'm sorry, but, you'll have to achieve that dream with someone else. i'm not cut out for this life, soccer isn't even my dream. besides, i'm going to america in a few months to attend university there and become a doctor in the future. i hope you can find another woman to play in your team. good luck." you offered a small apologetic smile, making her eyes glimmer with disappointment as she watched you walk away.

a few weeks had passed and you'd just graduated. your flight to america was quickly approaching, so you were busy packing. you suddenly heard a knock at your bedroom door, which cracked open to reveal your mom.

"sweetheart, someone by the name of anri teieri is looking for you." you mom informed you, making you furrow your eyebrows.

"who now? i've never heard of that name in my life." you responded, making her shrug and she ushered you to come downstairs and figure it out.

so, you followed behind her only to be horrified to see the same lady from a few weeks back.

"you again?!" you gasped, speed walking to the door.

"ah, sorry for the unannounced vis-"

"lady! this whole stalking thing is really getting out of hand! i-i mean, how did you even get my address?! god, i feel like i'm being watched like a hawk! last warning or else i'll report you next time!" you threatened, absolutely baffled. her eyes widened, quickly holding her hands up as surrender.

"please, hear me out. i'm not stalking you! i was escorted here by your coach. i... i wanted you to reconsider!" she expressed, her face displaying desperation.

"what part of what i said to you back then don't you understand? i don't have a passion for soccer." you glared, making her face turn to a frown.

"you can't be good at something if there's no passion to drive you! and you... god, you're damn amazing! your goals, your precision; it's unmatched! y/n, please, it's not only that i want you... no, i need you on my team." she persuaded, making your sigh in annoyance.

"even if i wanted to, i can't. it's too late, i already confirmed my spot at the university and my flight is this weekend." you informed her, trying to make peace.

"that's okay! i'll have my team call your university to place you on a guaranteed waitlist, your spot will still be secured. please, just play for the recruitment matches in blue lock. i promise, if you're eliminated; then you can fall back on this. we'll even pay for your tuition cost and flight expenses." she tries to negotiate and you let out a defeated grumble.

"fucking hell, fine, fine. i'll do it." you agreed, making her eyes light up.

"yes! thank you! thank you so much, y/n." she smiled brightly, digging through her purse before pulling out a small card.

"that's the address to the blue lock facility. the mock matches will be taking place this weekend. i'll see you then, y/n." she hands you the card, making you hum.

the hell did you just get into?

---

so, luck has a weird way of working out, and it turns out that you were able to make it out of the recruitment matches. you were officially on blue lock's team.

well, that happened about four months ago. so far, you're still not sure if it was worth quitting and falling back on your safety option, which was still laid on the table by anri.

"jeez, i thought that the only time a woman would've given me a hard time was after i got married." isagi teased, making you chuckle as you laid on the indoor feild.

"hope you don't get married any time soon, your future wife is gonna have a hard time in social spaces when her husband is getting cancelled every two to five business days." you smirked, making him gasp.

"y/n! i thought we were gonna move past that." he huffed, making you laugh.

"what? about the fact that you become a slur machine when you get pissy?" you egg further, making him roll his eyes before cracking a smile.

"but seriously though, those were some killer goals you made today. especially the far distance one you did, man, it got me sweating! how'd you do it?!" his freakishly big blue eyes peered at you, making you rub the back of your neck as you tried to recall that moment.

"uh... don't know, honestly. it just felt right at that moment and my legs moved on its own to score, i saw the opening and knew it was time." you tried your best to explain in order to give him the most accurate answer possible.

"so what you're saying is... you play based on intuition?" isagi's eyes widened, but, his shock only gained a mere shrug from you.

"guess so." you replied, making him let out a dry chuckle.

"fuck, you're more goated than i anticipated." his eyes glimmered with some odd sparks of a mix of inspiration but at the same time a hint of envy.

"now you're just buttering me up, if you think i'm gonna give you the charred sides of my steak today, it's not happening." you stuck your tongue out, making him let out a dramatic sigh.

"well, it was worth the try." he joked, making you playfully jab his side.

after practice and training sessions for the day ended, everyone had dinner as per usual. you sat with pretty much whoever you felt like you wanted to be around with that day. you were good friends with majority of the blue lock members, keeping a low profile and not really interested in creating unnecessary beef.

isagi wanted to be the best striker? great.

reo? awesome.

nagi? spectacular.

rin? fantastic.

you couldn't give two flying fucks about becoming the world's best striker. you were pretty much shoved into the whole situation by anri's big (creepy) puppy eyes. your friends knew about your whole recruitment process, earning you a mix of bustles of laughter along with some of them weirdly having more admiration towards you.

in short, you had no interest in becoming the best striker. it required too much thinking, too many friendship break ups, and so on.

as long as blue lock makes it to the world cup and wins, everything's peachy because anri got what she wanted from you.

dinner was over and it was still quite early for bed. you decided to go to the shared lounge space, where a big tv was installed in the middle of the room. you were bored and thought maybe you'd watch a movie or rewatch old match; whatever the hell was more interesting than being in the four walls of your shared room with nagi, yuki and rin.

you walked into the lounge area, only to be surprised by seeing all three of your roommates present.

"so now we're having group meetings without me?" you playfully snark, making yuki chuckle.

"me and nagi had a feeling you'd use your imaginary sixth eye to sense us here." he joked, making you laugh.

"they're actually my spidey senses, get it right. you guys being together always means being up to no good." you said before squishing yourself before rin and yuki, as nagi opted out to sit on the carpeted floor in front of your legs.

"yeah, we were coming up with strategies on how demolish the U-20 team." nagi lazily added onto the conversation, making you hum.

"oh, those guys. who's even on that team anyways? i was kinda asleep when ego was talking about it." you sheepishly smiled, making rin scoff.

"seriously? this game is an important debut for blue lock, and you're out here sleeping in meetings? dumbass." rin nagged, making you roll your eyes.

"jeez, sorry mr. perfect, i got tired 'kay? now stop leaving me in the dark and tell me more information about this team." you looked at the pair of teal eyes, trying to count how many under lashes he had in the meanwhile.

"it's japan's national team that's composed of the best japanese soccer players that are under the age of twenty. one them being the biggest pests in my life, itoshi sae." rin enlightened you, and you watched a slight darkened shift in his eyes as he mentioned the foreign name to you.

"itoshi sae? he shares your last name, your older brother?" you asked mindlessly, as you thought out loud.

"what do you think, smartypants?" rin deadpanned, giving you an obvious look, making you chuckle.

"sorry, i didn't wanna assume. listen, your family trauma is yours, buddy; i'm not here to mediate or play therapist, so you can be assured i won't dig further in. but, regardless, he's an opponent. so, just like everyone else, i'm gonna try my best to make sure we win." you offered an encouraging smile.

"whatever, this game is a stepping stone for me. i'll prove to him just how good i am and make him eat his words." he spoke through gritted teeth.

after about an hour of socializing with your roommates, it was getting late and there was early morning training the following morning as per usual. so, you told your roommates to head back without you and you'd come a bit later; so you bid them goodnight.

after being alone in the lounge, you decided to do some research on this special specimen the entire blue lock facility has been bustling about; itoshi sae.

and with each click of a new article, interview or soccer match; you were horrified and mesmerized at the same time.

how can a human being be so cruel, brash, cocky... but so fluid, sharp and agile? he's worse than a criminal.

the way he shits on japanese soccer.

the way he's convinced that the best striker has yet to be born, let alone in japan.

the way he fucking plays... it's almost arousing; making adrenaline pump through your body as blood rushes all around your blood vessels.

what is this feeling?

this new profound inspiration, ambition and drive you're feeling?

god, why did you wanna suddenly have itoshi sae kneeling in front of you on the damn feild?!

you turned off the tv and decided to call it a night. while you were walking through the hallway in the direction of your room, you see a sleepy rin walking towards you.

"rin." you call out, making him look at you with half-lidded eyes.

"huh? jeez, you still didn't sleep? whatever, i don't have time for your jokes, i gotta piss real bad." rin tried to cut the conversation short, but you grabbed his wrist to stop him from leaving.

"wait. you need to hear me, rin. i don't know if you consider me as a friend or foe, not that i care, but i want you to know that i share the same vision as you." you looked at him with determined eyes, making him cock an eyebrow.

"the hell are you talking about, y/n?" he asked, confused.

"i don't know what kind of gold your brother is hiding that people want so bad. everyone is meat riding him, but i just don’t get it. yes, he has exceptional skills. but, in my eyes, he's just another nuisance of a midfielder who likes to show off." you sprinkled in some insults, but for some reason, that seemed to bother rin a little.

"listen, i hate that prick, but don't water down his play. he played in spain’s youth team and he’s competed against national teams. he’s not just any midfielder, he’s a prodigy, whether i like to admit it or not." rin weirdly defended (?) his brother.

"so he’s got a taste that soccer exists outside of japan, big deal. he’ll be tasting my ass when i crush him during the game." you smirked, making his eyes widen.

"do you know how much weight your words need to have to make a claim like that? you're so naive. anyone who wants to crush itoshi sae has to become the world's best striker; and that's my goal." he glared.

"rin, i don't need to become the world's best striker to crush your brother; 'cause i already am." you bodly stated, not even understanding yourself and where this confidence came from. but, rin looked rather shocked before an unknowing grin tugged on his lips.

without a doubt, talent runs in the itoshi family. both rin and sae possess a strong talent for soccer. although rin knows that he hasn’t leveled with sae yet, he was still very strong. 

that was until you came along. 

you waltzed your way onto the field, as if it was your personal ballroom floor and you danced with the players. you predicted everyone’s moves, while yours remained a mystery. 

rin could still remember how you painfully defeated him in one of the selections and to rub it in his face, you selected him on your team, basically calling him your bitch in other words. 

ouch. 

people underestimated your abilities because you were a woman, but many people in this same facility didn’t even have an ounce of your skill.

 (cough igaguri cough)

"i see, so this is your ego. i'll be looking forward to your play, y/n, and then we'll see if you can live up to your words or eat them." rin darkly chuckled, making you hum.

"night night, rin." you waved at him, deciding to release him from your shackles so he could go pee.

"yeah, yeah, g'night." he half-waved back, before you both went opposite directions.

suddenly, soccer became something that now intoxicated your mind.

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"y/n!" you heard the familiar high-pitched voice, finishing putting on your jersey shirt as you turned around.

"oh, anri." you gave her a small wave, watching her approach you.

"ready for the game? i know maybe you didn't expect to come this far, but trust me, i envisioned this for you. listen, i know my desires of having you in the blue lock project was selfish of me, but you truly are a precious gem to us." anri spoke with a gentle voice, her words very powerful and encouraging.

of course, the auburn haired woman was expecting some kind of snarky remark or maybe even your eyes rolling at her; your typical responses because you didn't care much about the blue lock project or soccer to begin with.

what she didn't expect was for you to crack a smile, making her eyes widen.

"y'know, at times, i felt like purposely failing the training stages or mock matches; just so i could get out of here through elimination. but, for some odd reason, i couldn't. failure is not a part of my nature, anri. yes, i was forced into this, but it's 'cause i'm damn good at what i do. i was brought here with no internal purpose or passion for soccer, but, things changed over night. quite literally." you decided to give her a slice of your heart to offer some of your true emotions.

"this is different, y/n." her expression and tone was nothing less than pure shock.

"i found meaning in my place here at blue lock. i want to play the kind of soccer that doesn't just make me win, but, makes my blood course through my veins in excitement. i want to feel alive when playing it. now, i found someone who just might let me have that." you grin at her, brushing your hair. anri gave you a puzzled look, trying to think of who could possibly change your heart like this.

"who?" she asked, curiosity pouring out of her eyes.

"itoshi sae." you smirk.

---

“so hungry- ow! ow! ow!” you screamed in pain, trying to kick away nagi, who was helping you stretch out your legs before the game. the match would start in about tenish minutes. you were sprawled on the ground, both of your legs being parted into a split to help your muscles stretch. 

“almost done, stop being such a hassle.” nagi smacked your calves, making you glare at him as you continued to whine and fuss from the burn traveling all over your legs. thankfully, the torture was soon over. 

“alright you dusted lumps of talent, today’s match could be life changing for all of you if victory is brought onto blue lock. get into your positions and good luck to you all.” ego spoke and the doors opened, everyone walking outside into the large stadium. 

you heard people cheering at the top of their lungs, looking around to see the majority wearing and holding merch that branded itoshi sae’s name. you snorted in disbelief, rolling your eyes. 

“ass kissers.” you mumbled to yourself before continuing to walk to your place. you waited for the other team to come out and just on cue, they walked in. you quietely observed each one of them as you familiarized yourself with their traits. 

the person whom you’ve been waiting for finally arrived onto your dance floor, u-20′s number ten, itoshi sae. he felt your intense stare on him, turning his eyes to now look right back at you. you gave him a smirk before waving your hand at him, earning a cocked eyebrow from him as he just rolled his eyes at you before looking away. 

“how rude.” you huffed to yourself and before you knew it, the game began.

you ran to the center where the ball was freely rolling and even though a bunch of other players were running like a herd of buffalos at the ball, you knew they couldn’t get it. 

“you see the ball? well, now you don’t!” you giggled as you placed your foot in front of the ball before turning your feet, making the ball rotate as you kicked it backwards. 

as the ball was now running in the opposite direction, you swiftly jumped over aiku’s feet, running to chase the ball as your feet was bumping with it. you happily hummed, your eyes still aware of your surroundings as you noticed sendou and aiku now at your sides. 

“hey, pretty lady! that wasn’t very nice of you.” you look over at aiku who was coming towards you, extending his annoying long legs to overpower your movements. 

"bite me, snake." you smirked before noticing isagi at your peripheral vision, kicking the ball right between sendou's legs to pass it to your friend.

you panted, trying to catch your breath as you watched isagi getting in position as he tried to make the direct shot, only for it to be struck down. your eyes widened as you saw the player with blonde hair and pink tips use his head to stop the goal from going in. 

you read his name on his shirt, shidou. 

“what the hell.” you furrowed your eyebrows, running towards the previous formation as shidou passed the ball to the auburn haired male. sae surpressed isagi and chigiri’s speed and then with one quick motion, the ball hit the net. 

“that fucking blonde cockroach.” you heard rin swear under his breath, sweat drizzling down the sides of his face. 

this was going to be interesting. 

the match continued on and u-20 was in the lead. your legs practically felt like jelly, looking at the score board with read 3-3. majority of the goals were made by shidou or sae on the u-20 team, they were devouring everyone and anything in their way. 

as for blue lock, the first goal was made nagi, followed by barou and then isagi. both teams were now tied and slowly the 90 minute clock was running out; as there was only 20 minutes left.

this was the last chance, within those 20 minutes, a goal will be made and that team will take home victory.

fuck, you felt like throwing up.

you were getting pissed off, mainly because of the fact that the only person holding everyone back was rin. you knew that there was some kind of drama going on between the itoshi brothers, but rin wasn’t playing in the right state of mind. 

“rin, pass!” you yelled, watching him go berserk as he had his tongue out and was drooling. rin looked at you with a clouded look before snickering. 

“out of my fucking way, dumbass.” he shoved you away, rejecting to pass the ball to you when you were at a perfect range to shoot. you saw that his main goal was to go head on head with his brother, but that was ultimately a bad idea because sae was protected by shidou as back up. 

“y/n! you okay?” you heard reo ask as he ran besides you. 

“yeah, i’m fine. but, i don’t think rin is.” you breathed out, trying to catch up to rin who was running in full spped. suddenly, in an attempt to go around shidou, he accidentally kicked his leg when the both of them tried to kick the ball. 

“fuck.” you cursed, hearing the whistle blow. 

“itoshi rin, yellow card.” 

“idiot.” you murmured under your breath as you took this as a chance to steal the ball from rin. you were now in the middle of the feild and the goal was still in a pretty far distance for you to shoot. 

suddenly, you felt an arm over your chest in an attempt to block and delay your movement. you looked over to your side and your heart jumped in your chest as you met with the striking teal orbs of the star of the show; the player you've been looking forward to play against so much that you couldn't get a wink of sleep.

itoshi sae.

“my, my! didn’t your mommy teach you not to touch a woman without her permission? you’re naughty, sae.” you teased, trying your best to keep your leg ahead of his. you knew that sae’s main skill was his sharp shooting range and that if he somehow got control over the ball right now, it’d be game over. 

you watched over his moves through his game recordings numerous amount of times to predict his play style.

shamelessly, your eyes watched how his meaty and juicy thighs flexed while he ran. you couldn't help the feeling of your stomach tightening, as having such a handsome guy all up on you made your panties twist.

“shut it, you little minx.” sae grumbled, and just as you felt his legs coming to swing faster, you used your right foot to kick the ball to the side. 

“you-” he looked at you with wide eyes, only to receive a cocky smile. 

“see ya!” you finally able to escape him as your main concern was now to get past shidou who was guarding your shooting point. 

"so we meet again, girl. blue lock's ace, a woman, who's been taking the soccer world by storm." you heard shidou cackle as he hovered side to side. you chuckled, hitting him with fast dribbles.

“yeah and you’re about to find out why.” you grinned, kicking the ball directly upwards before leaping into the air, lightly swinging your feet at a calculated angle with a gentle impact. it was enough to make the ball fly past his shoulder, and you quickly ran around the distracted male to catch up with the ball.

the hardest obstacle was down.

"shit, you're cool as fuck, girl." shidou muttered under his breath, still in disbelief from the move you just pulled to move past his block.

in the distance, sae watched you like a hawk, amazed by your game tactic. 

it almost seemed as if you weren’t human as no one in this entire universe could’ve predicted you to do that. 

not even the prodigy himself. 

there was no way in hell any player could've passed that block with shidou and sendou cornering you.

damn, you literally defied the laws of physics.

you were still at a pretty far range to shoot, but, the goal was swarming with dangerous players who were firm to not let you have that opening.

"ah, how annoying." you sighed.

of course, your moves annoyed sae as he was now lunging towards you, trying to stop you from advancing any further. the auburn haired male was pissed, no, beyond pissed as he ran besides you.

“can’t get enough of me? you get me so excited, sae!” you exclaimed, watching him frown as he struggled to predict when the ball was going to move left or right based on your footwork. 

"just what are you, woman?! i've never met a player like you!" sae angrily spoke, panting while he tried to take control over the ball. you smirked, feeling like your heart was about to combust just from being acknowledged by him.

"are you falling in love with me?" you asked with a cheeky smirk.

"fucking brat." he scoffed.

“i’ll call this goal, ‘if i score, then sae gets to fuck this hole’, ‘kay?” you taunted and then what happened next was beyond shocking. 

you were in no position to shoot and strike a goal, the range was still far and the goal was blocked. shidou was advancing and you were slowly getting cornered with sae on your side and sendou advancing towards your other side.

but, it felt right.

no, no, it is right. this was the perfect timing, the perfect position-

the perfect moment to score a goal.

if you can't find an opening on the field, look above and create your own, that's your play style.

you diagonally cut through his run, making the tip of your feet scoop the ball as you kicked it in the air. another jump and now you were in the air, as you spun and swerved your body to the left, giving the ball a powerful kick. 

your eyes watched the ball zoom past the goal keeper’s head, hitting the net as you came back down on the ground. sae blinked dumbfoundedly at you, trying to process what the hell just happened. 

the crowd roared with cheers.

you collapsed on the ground, breathing heavy as the whistle blew, time was up and blue lock scored the winning goal thanks to you. before you could even register your win, you were swooped off the ground by your teammates as they huddled while lifting you in the air, a tsunami of praises and congratulations was showered on you.

“hm, wait. i’ll be back.” you patted nagi’s shoulder to usher him to put you down, as he carefully placed you back on the ground. 

you walked over to u-20′s players who were sitting on the grassy field, faces expressing scowls and sadness from their bitter defeat. yet, you saw sae standing unbothered as shidou was blabbering to him about some random nonsense, before noticing you approaching them. 

“oh, would you look at who came to pay us a visit.” shidou sneered, giving you narrowed eyes as you shrugged. 

“i'm not interested in you, blondie.” you snapped at him, making him slightly irritated by how you spoke to him.

sae didn’t want to become involved with this little feud you had going on with shidou, silently watching you both fuss and fight over today’s match. he had to admit, watching you play had riled him up. 

both sexually and mentally. 

the announcers were urgently instructing all players to evacuate the field as the game has been over since fifteen minutes ago. you heard your team members call your name, so you decided not to waste more time. 

"before i forget to keep my promise that i made with rin.” you remembered, your lips curling upwards cheekily. you placed your index and middle finger on sae’s lips as if you were hushing him, before bringing those two fingers to tap your butt cheek. 

“choo~” you smooched the air, watching sae’s jaw drop. shidou could slowly feel his blood boil and swore that if you weren’t a woman, then he would've long broke out into a fist fight with you. 

"bye-bye." you waved at sae before running the opposite direction to where your friends were standing. 

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you entered the backstage of the stadium for only player entry. you were excited to finally get out of your uniform and take a cold shower after such an intense game. curious eyes were scanning for blue lock's locker room as you hummed a little tune, until someone grabbed your arm and pulled you into some room. 

“what the f-” you yelped, only to have your words be muffled as the person clamped their hand over your mouth. you looked up and saw that it was sae, looking down at you with sharp teal eyes. 

“well, well, well. just the person i've been waiting for.” he snarked, his voice sending chills down your spine. you realized that you were in u-20's locker room with him. your hands quickly came up to peel his hand off of your mouth. 

“the hell is wrong with you? someone might come inside and get the wrong idea.” you furrowed your eyebrows, trying to turn your heels and leave the bathroom. however, with one swift motion, you were now pinned against the door as sae caged you between his arms. 

"you've been annoying the shit out of me ever since i've known about your existence. i've watched the recorded tapes of your mock games at blue lock and though the other players never stood out to me... you were always the odd one out. the way you'd play on the field like you had no fucking clue the hell you were doing but at the same time; it felt like you outsmarted everyone. i can't believe i fell into that trap today even after analyzing you to the core." he bitterly spat out, making you look at him with bored eyes.

"listen, mr. prodigy, i get it that this might be your first loss; but taking it out on me won't change the scores." you nonchalantly replied, somehow making his skin burn in anger even more.

"you’ve got some real talent, I’m not gonna deny that. but your little hat-tricks are a bit immature, aren’t they?” he questioned, making you shrug.

"as long as my team's winning, i don't care." you answered, making him chuckle, the corner of his lips lifting up slightly at your bold proclamation.

"hah! that’s a dangerous mindset. arrogance isn’t always a good look for a player. but i gotta admit, it fits you.” sae sneered, a smirk etched on his lips.

"confidence not arrogance, don't get it twisted." you corrected him, shooting a glare at him.

“oh, really? confidence, hm? or maybe you’re just in denial about being a little arrogant?” he continued to taunt you, making you darkly chuckle.

"go back to school and learn the difference, sae. i can tell you're lacking up here since you went to spain so early. poor you." you pouted, jabbing at his temple.

"yeah? let's talk about you, miss. yale. you wanted to become a doctor, no? only to end up as ego's puppet for blue lock. poor you." sae mocked your words, his insult made your jaw lock.

"how the fuck do you know that?" you said through gritted teeth, his face glimmering with amusement.

"i have a good sense of every player's background to know how much of a pain in my ass they're gonna be during a game." he cockily remarked, making you roll your eyes.

"oh please, you're like the soccer princess, always getting his way. you stupid dumb brat, always wanting stuff and getting it 'cause you're a lump of talent who went international as a youth. you whisked away shidou from our team, who's gonna be your next BL victim?" you scoffed, shoving him off of you to place some distance between you two.

"excuse me? that’s a bit rich coming from you. i do have talent, yes, but i’ve worked hard for it. you don’t know what i had to go through to get where i am now, so don’t act like you know everything about me." sae’s smirk fades slightly, replaced by a look of annoyance at your harsh words.

"uh-huh. so, you cried to your management that you wouldn't play in u-20 against BL unless you could pick whichever BL player you want to join you? how lame. you think you're the best?" you asked, voice laced with irritation from how much he was pissing you off.

"i didn’t ‘cry to my management’, they just know what i have to offer. and yes, i do think i’m the best. i’ve proven it on the field time after time.” he stepped closer to you, now hovering above you with his annoyingly tall height.

damn the itoshi brothers for inherting such good genes.

"i heard it with my own ears. when ego and your managers were having that meeting, i happened to pass by the conference room. you're quite the brat. aren't you supposed to be the older itoshi?" you poked fun at him, giggling a little at the end.

"you… you eavesdropped on the meeting? and you’re still throwing a fit? how immature can you be? it was a strategic decision and you know it. picking the right players to my advantage is part of the game. you’re just mad that i chose shidou.” sae scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest.

"mad? hah! don't make me laugh. you could have the pink tip blonde freak for all i care! listen, itoshi, i could win with or without shidou being on my team, got it? i'm damn fucking good at what i do, 'cause if i wasn't, then my ass would've been halfway across the globe by now. i'm the muse to this whole orchestra out of all you mediocre artists. strategic decision? seems more like a cry for help. what are you? five? picking and trading toys? please, give me a break. i'd rather quit soccer than have you make me your bitch." you angrily spewed at him, making his eyes narrow at your words.

sae is stunned into silence for a moment, taken aback by your fierce and fiery declaration. he takes a moment to process your words, before responding with a sharp edge to his voice.

"you got an awfully talkative mouth, huh? ever thought of putting that mouth to some good use than spewing all this bullshit?" he harshly squished your cheeks together with his hand, making you wince a little.

"sorry that i can't match your brattiness, it's not in my nature to act like a lukewarm spoiled brat." your words were slightly muffled, but it rang clear in his ears, especially the familiar word you picked up most likely from his younger brother.

"lukewarm, hm? did my shit of a little brother teach you that? you seem to be close to him, having the nerve to approach me after the game and pull that little stunt of yours to keep the so-called promise you made to him. what kinda promise? that you'd make me kiss your ass?" sae cocked an eyebrow, peering down at you as you couldn't help but count his under lashes.

"it was just a stupid joke, you don't have to act like i shoved the damn soccer ball up your ass." you rolled your eyes, making him let out a dry chuckle.

"nah, it's not that. it's just... you seem to be a woman of your words; but you're forgetting the promise you made to me." he smirked at you, his eyes darkening with lust.

"what?" your eyebrows furrowed in confusion momentarily.

you tried to recall what you even said to him. when you’re on the field, you tend to spew out random shit from your mind and mouth, not thinking twice about it. 

“you scored the winning goal, didn’t you?” sae helped you remember, his hands coming down to wrap around your waist before he pressed himself on you. 

“i’ll call this goal ‘if i score, then sae gets to fuck this hole’, ‘kay?”

your words rang in your mind loud and clear, your eyes widening in shock as you realized what you’ve done. sae noticed you expression, his smirk widening as he knew that you were all bark and no bite. 

but, that’s what made you seem more alluring to him. 

“whimping out, sweetheart?” he said, a fake pout forming on his lips. what he didn’t expect is your arms wrapping around his neck before harshly pulling him towards your face. you crashed your lips on him, roughly kissing the soft-pillow like flesh. 

“you said it, i’m a woman of my words, sae. besides, not everyone gets the chance to fuck the world’s best striker, y'know. so, you’re welcome.” you grinned against his lips before playfully biting down on his lower lip. 

"you vixen." he whispered against your lips, warm breath fanning over yours before he locked you in another searing kiss. your fingers weaved through his soft auburn hair, following the rhythm of his lips. sae's hand was still cupping your jaw, keeping you in place as he tilted his face slightly to the side, the new angle allowing him to kiss you deeper.

you felt his thigh intrude between your legs, spreading you open as he rubbed his muscular quad against your clothed pussy. the small friction alone was providing enough stimulation to your throbbing clit that made you gasp a small moan; making him smirk against your lips before cheekily using the provided entrance to slip his tongue inside your mouth.

you felt the wet muscle gently poking yours occasionally before slowly wrapping around your tongue. the wet sounds of your mixed salivas and mingling tongues followed by the smooch noise echoed throughout the empty locker room; making your pussy drip with arousal.

your head was spinning, both from sae's intoxicating cologne along with the heated kiss. your face was flushed and your brain was practically turned into mush.

you sucked on his bottom lip before giving it a gentle nibble. the both of you soon pulled away, breathing heavy from the lack of oxygen due to the breath-taking makeout session you just had; a string of saliva connecting the both of your lips.

fuck, he looked so sexy like this.

sae's hair was dishevealed, cheeks tinted with a slight pink, teal eyes half-liddedly staring at yours like a sly siren and his lips plump from the intense kissing.

he leaned forwards, leaving open-mouthed kisses on your jawline before moving down to your neck. your mouth was slightly agape, soft whimpers ocassionally slipping out of your lips as you felt him kiss and lick the soft flesh of your neck. he gently bit down before suckling the area, making your breath hitch.

"h-hey! you're gonna leave a mark." you stuttered, but sae couldn't find it in him to care. in fact, the thought of him marking you up everywhere sent blood straight to his cock; making him impossibly even harder than he already was.

"so? i don't see the problem. what if i want all the other players to know i claimed you as mine?" he spoke in a low tone, almost as soft and alluring as a whisper. you could feel him rub the bridge of his nose against your neck; sending goosebumps all over your body.

"i don't belong to anyone." you meekly responded, though you tried to sound as stern as possible; obviously failing to do so. sae let out a dry chuckle, finding your answer a bit amusing.

"oh really? i'm hurt. you pulled out so many cool tricks from your sleeve during the game, flirted with me on the field, saying lewd things to me before scoring, promised my little brother to have me kiss your ass... all of that just for me to notice you, no?" he teased, his hands going south as he traced the outline of your hips before harshly pushing them down, making you grind against his thigh.

"f-fuck." you moaned, feeling yourself getting wetter by his actions. however, sae wasn't complaining, seeing how your facial expressions were twisting with pleasure made his mind fog up with lust.

"bet you were thinking about this while playing on the field. imagining all sort of naughty things you'd want me to do to you, hm? god, never would've expected blue lock's ace to be... such a slut." he snickered, his hands moving behinds to give your ass a firm squeeze followed by a harsh spank; making you yelp.

"i wasn't!" you tried to defend yourself, finding a convincing voice by shooing away your horny thoughts.

"you sure about that, princess?" sae grins, his hand cupping your clothed pussy before using his slender fingers to rub against your slit. he could feel your wetness, making him scoff.

"you're dripping and still have the nerve to lie to my face? there's two things i hate in this world. number one is losing and the second thing is liars; two things which you already violated. i should punish you, no?" he darkly chuckled, before pulling you back into a mind-blowing kiss.

"wha.." you tried to comprehend what his words meant, but it seemed that he preferred to show you.

"strip." sae mumbled under his breath, tugging at the waistband of your shorts. you swallowed harshly, trying to clear your head and maybe push him away.

you knew this was wrong!

it was one thing teasing and riling each other up on the field, but fucking your enemy? what would your team members think if they ever found out?

holy shit, what would rin think?!

but, fuck, it felt so right.

you couldn't deny the fact that sae made you feel so hot and bothered, both on and off the field. and the way he was towering over you with his staggering height and angelic yet demanding voice.

you were under his spell; unable to resist anymore... not that you were in the first place.

you grabbed the hem of your jersey before peeling it off of your body, a small sheen of sweat covering your body made your skin glisten under the dim lights of the air-conditioned locker room. you threw your shirt to the side before sliding off your shorts; the last article of uniform meeting the same fate as your jersey on the floor.

you now stood exposed in your half-naked glory; in a pair of baby blue laced panties with a matching bra to go with it. sae's eyes followed your movements with striking anticipation, trained on your body as he shamelessly drank in the sight of your beauty.

you were perfect in every shape and form.

your body was lean and fit, lacking muscle mass unlike other players; but you were toned. his eyes focused on how your tits sat so prettily within the cups of your bra, making his hands itch to hold them instead. his eyes trailed down, being able to see your beautiful plump round ass even from the side; he wanted to touch the soft bare flesh so bad.

after all, it was his biggest fetish.

sae took slow strides towards you, predatory eyes never leaving your body as he hovered above you. he grabbed your chin, forcing you to meet his eyes while his other hand danced along your spine; pulling you close to him.

you smelled so feminine and sweet; like a subtle peach scent.

"you have no idea what you do to me and it's driving me insane because i wanna ruin you." he confessed, making you give him a sly smirk.

"then what's stopping you?" you boldly replied, and it seemed as if the gears in his brain stopped working.

"damn right." without another word, he grabbed the back of your thighs and swiftly lifted you up in his arms. you wrapped your legs around his waist, arms lacing around his neck as you kissed the side of his neck and peppered his face with soft kisses. he chuckled, giving your ass a light spank while walking over to the bench, sitting down while you straddled his lap.

you noticed he was still fully clothed, making you pout. he cocked an eyebrow in confusion at your expression.

"why am i the only one naked? take off your clothes too." you huffed out, making him laugh.

"how rude of me. why don't you take the honors of stripping me then, princess." he rubbed the palm of his hand along your sides, making a shiver run down your spine.

you nod obediently, you hand reaching down with fingers hooking under the hem of his jersey. you lifted the article of clothing above his head, revealing more and more of his extremely toned and muscular body with each heightened inch of the fabric. you threw away the shirt to the side, eager hands now touching the soft flesh of his bare chest. your eyes shamelessly wandered, noticing how defined his abs were, his pecs looked so juicy and plump, broad shoulders and his biceps were so fucking thick it made you wonder how it'd feel for them to lock you in a headlock.

you scooted off his lap, standing up before grabbing his wrist to pull him off the bench and follow your steps. you grabbed the waistband of his shorts, pulling them down; now leaving him in his calvin klein boxers; your eyes going down and noticing the prominent bulge inbetween his thick muscular thighs.

fuck, you just knew he was long and thick from how big the bulge was.

your mouth was salivating, wanting... no, needing a taste of him. you were about to drop down to your knees, only to be halted by sae as he grabbed your hands.

"not yet. bad girls don't deserve my cock in their mouth without paying for their punishment first." sae grinned, pulling you back on the bench as he sat down.

"bend over." he blurted, patting his thigh. your eyes widened, wondering just what was up his sleeve.

you gulped, crawling over his lap as you used the palm of your hands to support you, as you were now bent over his thighs. his palm gently caressed the dome of your ass, you shuddered as you felt his feather-like touches.

"what a beautiful ass you have, darling." he lewdly complimented, making your knees weak as your panties dampened from his words.

"t-thanks.." you squealed when you felt a tight slap on your cheek, making you jolt. sae smirked at your reaction, squeezing the abused flesh afterwards.

"i knew you were gonna be an interesting player, just by the shape of this pretty little ass of yours." sae spoke in a seductive tone, making you clear your throat as you looked back at him.

"seems more like an excuse for you to be a pervert." you snarked, earning another harsh spank on your ass cheek; making you wince.

"careful with that mouth of yours, princess. pervert or not, yours is hard to miss when you're flaunting it to me." he scoffed, groping the supple fat in his palms.

"now, let's see how much you really know about me." sae smirks before leaning down to press a gentle kiss on your ass; making you gasp at the soft gesture.

"huh?" you breathed out.

"what's the number on my jersey?" he suddenly questioned, making you give him a puzzled look.

"10." you responded, making him smile.

"good, that's exactly how many times i'm gonna spank this sweet ass of yours. so, better keep count in case i accidentally miscount." sae sadistically smirked at you, playfully biting your ass cheek before giving it a wet smooch; making you tremble and his ministrations didn't even start.

you were facing away from him, heart pounding in your chest and then came the first impact.

smack!

it was a tight spank, making your body jolt as the pain spread into a sadistic pleasure across your body.

"one." you muttered, swallowing down a moan.

"keep hiding your moans and i'll double it." he threatened, making your eyes widen as you shook your head.

then came the second slap, making your thighs clench as the impact sent shock-waves right between your legs. you whimpered in pain and pleasure, closing your eyes as your knees shook beneath you. god, you were aching for him to touch you, even if it meant this.

"t-two." you breathed out.

"good." sae teasingly praised, rubbing his palm on the now warm surface of your ass cheek, making you shake.

but, it didn't last long until the third spank came down on you.

then the fourth... fifth... sixth... seventh... eighth... ninth...

each slap getting slightly louder and harder, making you moan like a bitch in heat as your skin tingled from the harsh impact. you were heaving, eyes fluttering shut as you tried to muster the strength to keep yourself lifted and not collapse on his thighs.

"last one, gotta make it count, right?" you could feel him sadistically smirk, patting the bruised flesh.

sae slapped your ass once more, making you gasp as you felt him squeeze the supple fat of your cheek right afterwards before giving it a few gentle spanks all around; making you cry out.

"ten!" you cried, looking back at him with a dazed look, tears pricking at the corner of your eyes.

sae took a moment to drink in the sight in front of him. your back arched, ass in his face as the bruised red-plump flesh was warm against the palm of his hand, your begging face and disheaveled state; it made him wanna toy around with you even more.

"what a good girl you are, y/n." he peppered feather like kisses on your ass, making you bite your lips as you tried to contain yourself.

"please.. please, stop teasing. i-i can't anymore." you embarrassingly begged him, making him grin.

"you can't? how unfortunate. i guess we should stop then." sae suddenly proclaimed, shrugging as he pulled you up to sit on the bench, the cold material of the hard wood making contact with your warm spanked ass made you wince as it stung. but, you were quick to wrap your hand around his bicep, stopping him.

"n-no! that's not what i meant." you licked your lips, crawling back on his lap as you kissed his jaw.

"then tell me what you want, princess." he whispered in your ear, playfully biting your earlobe, sending chills all over your body.

"touch me... i want you to touch me, sae. i need you so bad." you cupped his face, looking into his glimmering teal eyes. it was a bad habit, but you couldn't help but count his damn under lashes.

"yeah? want me to play with that naughty pussy of yours, hm? bet she's dripping for me." he lewdly spoke, making you nod as your brain was no longer in your head but your pussy.

"m-mhm, so wet for you, sae. need you to touch it, pretty please?" you kissed his neck, before giving it a gentle bite followed by a teasing kitten lick.

"okay, since you asked so nicely, cariño." sae gave you a boyish smile, the spanish term of endearment slipping off his tongue so seductively.

he placed his hands on the sides of your waist, gently turning you around so that your back was against his chest. sae leaned down, kissing down your neck till he reached your collarbone, licking your skin before biting down gently.

you gasped, your hand going behind his head to find purchase in his hair. his hands came up, roughly pushing the cups of your bra down, making your tits spill out. his eyes widened, mouth salivating at the site of your perky nipples swelling from being neglected.

"you're driving me insane." sae cursed under his breath, his hands now cupping your tits as he gave them both a gentle squeeze. you moaned from the sudden fondling, breathing becoming irregular.

he rolled your buds between his index and thumb, giving them both a slight pinch; making you swallow hard. you squirmed in his hold, getting a bit antsy.

"patience." he warned, making you whine.

sae's slender fingers moved down, ghosting along your hips before hooking under the waistband of your panties. with one swift motion, he pulled the laced fabric down your legs, lightly throwing them to the side.

your breath hitched at the sudden exposure, cold air hitting you right between your legs, making you automatically clench your thighs together. however, your actions displeased the auburn haired male, making him slap your thigh.

"you want me to touch you or no? spead your legs, girl." sae commanded, making you shyly widen the gap, but not fast enough as his patience was wearing thin.

he opened his legs a little wider, forcing your own to follow in suit as your legs were drapped over his. a satisfied smirk ghosted on his lips as he peered down.

"spread your lips open, cariño, let me see her." sae took your hand, guiding it to your wet cunt.

you followed his order, using your index and middle finger to spread your pussy open, making him shamelessly look at the mess between your legs. your wetness was coating your slit, webbing on your sopping folds as he could see your swollen clit peaking out.

"hmm... beautiful, such a pretty pussy. give her a little spank." he kissed the side of your head, your eyes widening at his request.

"huh?" you stammered, making him glare at you.

"go on, spank her. 'cause if i do it, then it won't stop at one." sae threatened, making you swallow the lump in your throat. your hand shakily hovered above your dripping cunt before giving it a wet slap, making you jolt from the impact, a moan escaping your throat.

"another one." he egged further, and you followed.

"ngh, sae." you slurred out his name, leaning against his chest as your heart raced.

his hand came up to cup your jaw, tilting your head to the side to give him access to your lips. sae crashed his lips onto yours, knocking the wind from your lungs. his free hand trailed downwards, grazing against your hand that was inbetween your thighs.

sae replaced your fingers with his, the pad of his index finger gently caressing your clit. you moaned in his mouth, feeling his finger run up and down your wet slit. he began to rub your clit at a leisurely pace, making your eyes roll back from the stimulation.

he was so good at multitasking, ensuring that his lips continued to mold onto yours; tongues dancing in a fierce battle. he sucked and licked your lips, not giving you time to breathe.

without warning, you felt the tip of his finger brushing against your hole. you gasped, feeling it protrude in the tight opening.

"s-sae!" you moaned out his name, feeling him thrust his finger in, your warm wet walls clamping down on his digit.

"shit, you're so tight. how you gonna fit the real deal, princess?" he chuckled, thrusting his finger back and forth to loosen you up before adding a second one.

you didn't really have a long history of sexual partners, you weren't a virgin, but your experience in sex was still pretty lowly average. of course, you'd masturbate and get yourself off.

but, you never really had the chance to do it after entering blue lock because privacy was very limited when you're sharing rooms and bathrooms with other players.

sae scissored his fingers in and out, your slippery walls making it a little easier for him to glide his digits inside. the room was filled with the wet sounds of him fucking his fingers into your hole; your legs trembling and you breathed heavily while moaning his name.

"sae! f-fuck, oh my god... hnghh-" you felt his pace increase, his free hand massaging your tits, pinching the neglected pebble.

the whole scene looked like something straight out of a porno.

you're spread out on his lap, his hand inbetween your thighs as three of his fingers were working their way fucking in and out of your messy whole, your juices leaking out onto the bench, tits splayed out while being fondled with his hand; while his lips ocassionally pulled you into sloppy kisses.

"w-wait! fuck, it's too much!" you cried out, your hand shooting down to grab at his wrist, but the pressure you applied was nothing compared to his strength.

"you can take it. come on, cariño, make a mess for me." sae encouraged, keeping the brutal pace of his fingers as he continued to fuck you through your orgasm. you felt the tightening sensation in your core, face heating up as your eyes shut tight; knees growing week as you cried out in pleasure.

what both you and sae didn't expect was that you squirted everywhere.

"there we go." he praised, slowly thrusting his digits in and out now, his hand drenched in your juices which were now dripping down your thighs and onto the bench.

"god damn..." you mumbled under your breath, trying to calm down from the high. you were still dazed out, feeling the loss of contact as he pulled his finger out; wet and webbed with your cum as you looked up at him.

sae gave you a sly smirk, bringing his cum covered fingers to his lips before pushing them in his mouth, sucking your juices off. your eyes widened at his actions.

"so sweet." he commented, watching your eyes cloud with lust.

"have a taste, princess." sae's fingers cupped your wet cunt, running his fingers against your slit to get them wet again, making you wimper as he grazed against your sensitive clit. he brought his hand up to your lips, watching you open your mouth as he shoved his fingers in, pressing his digits down on your tongue while you suckled them; tasting yourself.

"you're so cute when your mouth isn't yapping nonstop. i knew we could put that mouth to some better use." he snickered from above you, making you roll your eyes and you playfully bit down on his fingers.

"heh, as expected... always so feisty." he grinned, leaning down to press a soft yet teasing kiss on your lips. you smirked into the kiss, a cheeky finger going down to hook under the waistband of his boxers, slinging it against his stomach; earning a groan from his lips.

"off." you blurted out, making him chuckle.

"eager are we?" he taunted, watching you stand up and wait for him to slip out of his boxers.

once he did, god, you weren't expecting any less.

you oggled at the sight, he was fucking hung to say the least; standing at least a good eight inches. his cock was long and thick, balls hanging heavy and his blush colored tip oozed with beads of precum. your mouth watered and without any hesitation, you dropped to your knees.

your hand was barely able to wrap around his girth, holding onto his hard cock firmly. you saw his jaw clench, shuddering under your touch as you began to slide your hands up and down his shaft. you thumbed at leaky tip, spreading the oozing precum before bringing your thumb up to your lips, licking it while looking up at the gorgeous man before you.

"fuckin' tease." sae grumbled, his hand pushing away the loose strands of hair cascading on your face, tucking it behind your ear to get a good look at your pretty face. he unclasped your bra before throwing it over to the side, hating how it was getting in the way.

a single vein ran up the underside of his cock, your tongue tracing its outline before wrapping your lips around the tip of his dick. your tongue circled around the sensitive flesh before shoving more of his length down your throat. a guttural moan escaped his mouth, his fingers tangling in your hair as he pulled your head closer.

"fuckkkk... just like that, pretty girl." he groaned out, looking down at you bobbing up and down his hard cock. of course, he was so big that you couldn't fit all of it in your mouth. so, whatever was left behind, you made sure to have your hand do the pleasing.

sae felt like his dick was gonna burst any moment, never feeling this kind of intense pleasure before; and he's had his fair share of experience with women.

but you? no, you were different.

you knew how to push his buttons, how to rile him up, how to toy with him... fuck, you knew him.

the way you twisted your hands along the base of his shaft, fondling with his balls ocassionally, while your mouth was doing wonders. the way your wet muscle suckled and licked his tip, your throat tightening as you swallowed his dick; it drove him to the edge.

"god, you're so perfect. so good, s-shit, i'm gonna cum." sae moaned, grabbing the sides of your head as he began to thrust his hips forwards, throat fucking you. your eyes widened, grabbing onto his thighs as you tried to match his rhythm, gagging on his length as tears welled in your eyes.

"fuck, fuck, fuck! take it, shit, take it all." he breathed heavily, pushing your mouth as far as you could take him, holding you there as his cock twitched in your mouth; sticky white ropes of cum painting your throat.

you swallowed as much as you could, releasing his cock with a lewd pop, but he wasn't done cumming.

fuck, he cums so much.

sae jerked his cock on top of your face, the warm liquid coating your cheeks as you closed your eyes, some of it dripping down to the valley between your tits.

you opened your eyes with a fucked out expression, lazily smirking as you scooped some of his cum from your tits before sucking it off your finger. sae watched you with his mouth slightly open, his slightly limp cock now hardening again.

"god, you dirty fuckin' girl." he lowly chuckled, using his thumb to smear his cum on your cheek before scooping some and placing his thumb on your tongue.

"yummy." you giggled, licking his thumb.

"c'mere." sae pulled you up, tapping the underside of your thigh to usher you to jump. you followed, feeling his arms hooking under your thighs to securely hold you; your legs wrapped around his waist and arms wrapped around his neck.

you felt his dick sliding between you folds, making you whimper as he walked further inside the locker room towards where the showers were. he opened one of the stalls, stepping in before locking the door behind him.

sae turned on the water, the warm water running down both of your bodies. his hands came up to cup your face, slowly washing away your cum-stained face as his fingers gently rubbed against your skin.

"you're so pretty, princess. even when you're covered in my cum." sae smirked, making you chuckle.

"yeah?" you smiled, a soft blush creeping up to your cheeks. he hummed in response, leaning down to press soft kisses on the wet skin of your tits, before popping one of them in his mouth.

"sae.." you softly breathed out, pulling him closer as he wrapped his lips around your nipple, suckling gently while cupping your ass.

"okay, no more of these games. i need you, y/n." he confessed, releasing your nipple from his mouth before pinning you on the wall. sae lifted one of your thighs, taking a hold of his cock as he began to rub the tip of it along your slit.

"fuckkk.." you cursed, the delicious feeling on his tip brushing against your clit provided you with so much pleasurable stimulation. despite the warm water, sae could feel your slick coating his cock with every push and grind of his meaty cock between your glistening folds.

the tip of his dick poked at your entrance, making your breath hitch. sae began to slowly push the tip in, making you wince in pain as he released a breath he didn't even realize he was holding.

"g-god, you gotta relax, cariño. you're so damn tight." sae groaned, gently thrusting his tip in and out of your hole. you moaned against the flesh of his neck, pleasure pumping in your veins. suddenly, he pulled out completely before with one swift and hard thurst; ramming in his whole length, making you scream in a mix of pain and pleasure.

"shhh... it's okay, pretty girl. look at you taking me so well, how slutty." he reassured you in the most lewd way possible, your eyes rolling back in pleasure as he began to quicken the pace of his thrusts. you could feel his cock swelling with blood inside your velvety slick walls, the single vein deliciously rubbing your insides.

"nghh, sae! f-faster, please." you begged, your mind clouded in a fucked out haze as you couldn't even form coherent sentences. however, sae was equally as consumed in pleasure as you, giving into your requests as his grip on you was firm, fucking into you at a brutal speed.

the room was filled by gasping breaths, the wet slapping noises of skin going pap! pap! pap! and of course the combined harmonization of you two horny fucks moaning.

suddenly, the locker room door flung open, followed by the noisy chatter of his teammates.

your eyes widened as you looked at sae, who had stopped his movement and had an almost copy-paste expression as you.

"huh? the shower is still going." aiku took note as footsteps drew closer to the showers.

red alarms went off in both of your heads as sae quickly lifted you in his arms, trying to erase the evidence of having another person in the stall with him.

"who's in there?" sendo asked, making sae roll his eyes.

"it's me, you half-witted monkey." sae calmly replied, rolling his eyes when he heard aiku cackle at his comment.

"no wonder why we missed you, little genius." aiku teased, making sae huff out in annoyance.

you were praying to god that they left soon because you were still quite literally impaled on sae's hard cock, clinging onto him for dear life so that your legs aren't spotted beneath the stall.

"you think you're so high and mighty, huh? mr. prodigy. but, just so you know, i'm still the captain of this team so have some respect." sendo snickered, his voice echoing in the locker room.

you felt sae shift, his cock rubbing against your wall from the movement making you bite down on your lower lip to contain the moan that was itching to leave your throat. he noticed, an evil smirk tugging at his lips.

"yeah? and what good was brought during the game under your useless leadership?" sae taunted, now rocking his hips back and forth, lightly swinging you forwards as your eyes widened at his movements.

the tip of his cock kissed your sweet spot, making your eyes screw shut as you buried your face in the crook of his neck.

"what did you say to me, you freak?! the scores of today's game was out of our control! nobody could've predicted that weird girl's movements." sendo complained, anger projecting towards you.

"blaming your incompetence on someone else's skills is not a good look, captain. maybe you should look at your own faults before dragging person b." he defended your name, continuing to thrust in you slow but hard, making you bite down on his shoulder as your nails dug in his back.

sae let out a low breathy moan, which was muffled under the sound of the pouring shower; only allowing you to hear it by your ear.

"hey, hey, stop. no more fighting, guys. what's done is done, we can't change the scores. that girl has some powerful talent, no one can deny it; and it must be true if the prodigy himself admits it. anyways, we're gonna be on the bus, so finish your shower soon." aiku mediated and soon the both of them left as their footsteps disappeared; the locker room door slamming shut.

you lifted your head and faced the older itoshi, a glare shooting at him. however, he didn't seem to be bothered as he gave you a small grin.

"you think this is funny?! your team members were literally on the other side of this stall door, sae! we could've gotten caught." you nagged, making him roll his eyes.

"relax, they didn't see anything. now, let's continue where we left off." he settled you down, his dick slipping out of you as he turned you around. your tits were now pressed against the wall, his flushes body pressed against your back as you felt him grind his cock against your ass, a cheeky hand coming down to grope the supple fat before giving it a small slap.

"p-put it in." you whined, still a bit pissed off from getting cockblocked by his stupid team members.

sae chuckled at your impatience, but decided to not tease you on it. in one fluid motion, he thrusted his cock inside your wet hole.

"hnghh.. sae.." you moaned, feeling him fondling with your tits while pressing feather light kisses on the expanse of your shoulder. his thrusts were much more sharper and faster than before as he grew desperate to chase that feeling before you both got walked-in on.

your cunt was wet and dripping onto his shaft, the sheer length of his thick cock was gliding smoothly in and out of your warm walls. sae could feel you clamp down on him, hugging his dick as he continued to fuck you at a brutal pace.

"fuckkk, feels so good." he moaned next to your ear, his hand coming up to cup your face and tilt it back, leaning down to pull you into a sloppy kiss full of tongue and the clash of teeth.

his tip grazed your g-spot, making your knees tremble as you cried out in pleasure. your core tightened, feeling his cock twitching in your pussy, indicating that he was close.

"shit, gonna cum... you want that? want me to fill you up? stuff you to the brim and make you my bitch?" sae groaned, pressing ocassional kisses on the sides of your jaw.

"yes! yes! fuck, please, make me your bitch. cum inside of me!" you begged, face contorting in pleasure as you began to see white, eyes screwed shut as you panted.

you were so close, feeling like you were gonna burst. sae's free hand came down, rubbing your clit to add onto the stimulation, making you shake.

"cum for me, cariño." he whispered as he continued to fuck into you, the sound of wet skin slapping echoing throughout the showers. a guttural moan ripped out of your throat as you creamed all over his cock, drenching his shaft in your fluids before feeling him momentarily speed up his thrusts; sending you into overstimulation. a ring of white cream forming at the base of his dick.

"s-sae! too much, oh my-" you cried out, before feeling his warm and sticky cum coating your walls, fucking it deep inside you. the sensation alone was enough to make chills run down your spine. sae held you close, his grip on your firm and tight as he held you in place, sloppily and lazily shoving his cum deeper into your wet cunt.

"fuck... god damn, you're something." he panted, swallowing hard before pulling you into a soft kiss.

yeah, scoring that goal was definitely worth it.

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after you both cleaned up and finished actually showering, you realized that all your shit was in the locker room designated for blue lock. you sighed in annoyance as you stepped out of the stall, body wrapped in a towel as sae was still naked with only a towel loosely wrapped around his waist.

"i'm so screwed. i don't even have my clothes to wear back outside." you grumbled, making him look in your direction.

"blue lock's locker room is right next door, just run there." sae suggested, making you roll your eyes.

"wow, thank you so much, genius. there's like cameras everywhere in the halls and my team members might still be there." you rolled your eyes, hearing him chuckle.

"yeah, then i guess you are screwed." he smirked, making you glare at him.

"and who's fault is that?"

"not mine."

"you pulled me in here, you horny fuck!"

"and? don't say you didn't want it as bad as i did."

"well at least i have self-control."

"right, says the one who was slobbing on my dick."

"sae!"

your face was now covered in a blush from his crude words, watching him dry his body before reaching for his clothes. you took this as an opportunity to slap his ass.

spank!

"did you just-" his jaw dropped, looking at you with wide eyes as you stood there giggling.

"serves you right." you stuck out your tongue and you saw his eyes darken as an evil smirk tugged on his lips.

"oh, so you wanna play like that, huh? seems like ten wasn't enough for you? c'mere." he began to walk closer to you, making your heart drop as you quickly clutched onto your towel and ran as fast as you could out of the locker room; faintly hearing his chuckle echoing behind you.

"fucking psycho." you breathed out in slight fear, the door slamming behind you as you walked towards blue lock's locker room. that was until-

"oh, y/n! what are you doing out here?" anri's voice rang clear in your head as she stepped out of blue lock's locker room. you began to panic, what the hell were you supposed to say?!

"o-oh, anri! what are you doing here?" you nervously laughed, making her cock an eyebrow.

"i was doing a final check and realized everyone else is on the bus except you. mind telling me what's going on?" she pointed her pen at your clearly naked form.

"o-oh, yeah, uhm. our locker room was full 'cause the guys were showering, so i decided to use u-20's since their team started loading their buses first and it was empty." you explained and just because god's timing had to be so precise; sae fucking walked out.

he noticed you getting interrogated, thinning his lips to prevent himself from laughing his ass of at you.

you noticed him from the corner of your vision, glaring at him as he snorted. anri saw him, the both of them doing a mutual bow before he left, looking back you with a smirk.

that fucking piece of sh-

"y/n?" anri called out again.

"h-huh?" you refocused yourself on her.

"then why are you still naked?" she asked.

"ah, right, i forgot to take my clothes with me." you tried to sound as convincing as possible.

"uh-huh. and i suppose those marks are from the game?" she smirked, pointing her pen at your chest and neck, heat rushing to your face.

"a-anri, i can explain! it's not what you think, i promise." you horribly lied, making her chuckle.

"right... anyways, go get changed and meet us on the bus. by the way, that was an amazing goal. blue lock couldn't have won without you. so, yeah, you deserved to treat yourself." anri winked at you, making you internally scream in embarrassment.

she was your manager for fucks sake!

"ahahah, right... i'm gonna go get dressed. see you in a bit." you quickly excused yourself to get dress.

fuck you, sae itoshi.

literally.

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after returning back to the blue lock facility, you were drained both from the game earlier and your little session with the soccer prodigy. all the players were called in the conference hall as ego gave his motivational speeches along with announcing the international teams everyone will be assigned to.

"oh, shit. bastard munchen? that's in germany, no? pretty cool, isagi." you commented, making him chuckle.

"yeah, i'm so excited! noel noa is on that team, he's my favorite." isagi eagerly replied, making you smile.

you watched your name appear on the screen and right below you was bachira.

"oh, we're gonna be together, y/n! fc barcha in spain." bachira exclaimed as he high-fived you, happy to have a close friend go with him.

"spain? oh shit..." you gulped, realizing that you'll be seeing more than just one familiar face there.

meanwhile...

"sae! sit down, have some refreshments." sae's manager smiled, his voice dripping with money hunger as the auburn hair male rolled his eyes.

"i literally just got off my flight, i couldn't even take a fucking piss yet." he grumbled, sitting on the couch with his legs crossed. the poor auburn haired male was tired and it didn't help that he had to sit inbetween the most annoying fucking people ever to exist: sendo and aiku.

unfortunately, while you both were too busy in hornyland, it completely slipped out of both his and your mind that both his clothes and your clothes were scattered on the floor.

so, in short, yeah; they both knew you two were fucking in the showers.

"hey, since when did you wear baby blue laced panties under your uniform, little genius?"

"what?"

"your shit was all over the floor along with a pair of bra and panties, dumbass. you fucked that crazy chick from blue lock, didn't you?!"

"well, you know, your contract is expiring soon with new gen xl. you'll be renewing it, right?" the old man nervously laughed, making sae sigh.

"well, no shit. but you could've waited a few more days or something." sae snatched the paper from the table, clicking the pen and before signing, the old fat man said something that caught his ears.

"well, you know, you got an offer to play under fc barcha. they're adding members of blue lock in that team to prepare for the u-20 world cup." he informed, making sae look up in curiosity.

"blue lock members? do you know who?" sae asked, now wanting to know more.

"ah, well, i don't have the list on the top of my head. but, i know the girl that scored the winning goal for the last game is playing on the team. shit, sorry for bringing that up." the man apologized, realizing that the topic of losing might still be a small wound on the prodigy.

but, sae couldn't be bothered any less. a smirk ghosted on his lips as he threw his pen on the table.

"cancel it." sae declared, ripping the contract in his hand, making his manager's eyes widen.

"s-sae! what are you doing?!" the man panicked, not understanding where this sudden change in heart was coming from.

"i'm accepting the offer to play in fc barcha."

---

you were just about to get comfortable in your bed, though the annoying sound of nagi's snoring was ticking you off. nonetheless, your body was too tired and drained to pay too much mind to such small things.

that was until your phone buzzed.

"the fuck.." you huffed in annoyance, grabbing the device before unlocking it, seeing that it was a message from an unknown number. a gasp leaving your lips as your eyes widened when reading it.

unknown number: see you in fc barcha, cariño.

HEADCANON + VARIOUS || s/o turning into a child

request:  Hi hi! How’s it goin? Just saw requests were open and wondering if we could get more of where s/o turns in to a child and is scared of her partner but later when they turn back normal the partner is all clingy. With Satouru, megumi and nanami?

note: first off, hello love! i’m doing well even with these circumstances, and i hope you’re doing well too! and secondly, i would not mind doing more of hcs for this prompt! it was really cute and fluffy, and i had a lot of fun with it honestly!

anime: jujutsu kaisen

characters: gojo satoru, fushiguro megumi, nanami kento

pronouns: them/they

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♢ Heavenly | Zhongli

Alternative title: Worship

Includes: Yandere, Cult/Religion, SAGAU, Weird power dynamics

Warnings: Slight-NS//FW undertones, kissing/licking (?), Reader encourages Zhongli’s behavior (implied), obsessive/possessive tones, etc.

Word count: 685 (this is literally 1/4 of what I normally post TT)

A/N: This isn’t a full piece but more like… a thought(TM) I’ve had since I started writing for the SAGAU. I’ll be releasing how I think certain character act in regards to the Cult soon! But this is a sneak peak (IG?) of how Zhongli acts in the AU! I think I might have something with kissing necks… hmmm

This was written with mature audiences in mind.

Acolyte Zhongli who adores being near you, just your presence alone is enough for him — Zhongli who’s worshiped you through all of his life, as Rex Lapis, Morax, the God of War, and the God of Contracts, and who’d continue worshiping you as long as he remained alive.

Zhongli who after years away from you, having been deprived of your touch, can’t help but need to worship you physically. Who has all of his manners, any and all semblances of self control, thrown out the window when you encourage him to live out his desires.

And who is he to deny his savior?

You smell so heavenly, he’s practically suffocating himself by pressing his face deeper into the crook of your neck but he can’t stop — if his life were to end here, with you in his arms as you allow him to pamper you with thousands of years of adoration, he’d have no complaints whatsoever.

He can’t stop himself, his body has a mind of its own as it plants kiss after kiss on the slope of your neck and your cheeks, behind your ears, on your nose, until there’s basically not a patch of skin in your body he hasn’t marked with his lips. His hands wander aimlessly around your body, as if committing it to memory — so he could carve it out on stone if he ever found himself missing your touch, maybe.

“Thank you, thank you, thank… mhgh, ah,” he moans into your skin, his lips desperately latching onto anything they could find, oh how he wanted to cry from the sheer amount of pleasure having you in his arms gave him, “you, thank you, ah… I love you, love you, thank you, my love, my world, master— ah… mmh!”

You tangle your fingers into his hair and he lets out a low moan at the contact; “Hah… I love you.”

His words were slurred, a bright pink tinted his cheeks – he didn’t care, he didn’t care if he looked pathetic, he didn’t care if in that moment he looked like some sick pervert, not when you were in his arms allowing him to sate the desires he’d kept bottled up for centuries.

He could only thank you, ravishing your body in his touch and kisses, mumbling words of undying devotion, all in hopes you’d feel his love for you.

“Please – hah, please use me as you see fit,” he groaned, the idea felt like heaven; being sent on divine duties by you, to have you praise him, to have you congratulate him, to have him in your mind – maybe you’d become like him and not be able to live without each other, “I’ll be your servant, I’ll lay my life down, I’d have Liyue burn, I’d let Teyvat crumble – if, m-mh! If you told me to do so.”

You only let out an airy laugh, amused by the sheer desperation in his voice, but Zhongli doesn’t feel offended at all. He’d be willing to become a jester if it meant it pleased you – you had a God kissing the ground you walked on.

In exchange, all he asks for are two things – you pay attention to him, let him worship you like this more often. Let him have you in his lap as he dedicates his afternoon to praying against your soft skin, maybe even… let him explore you and show you his devotion in more explicit ways. All while he shows off how precious he is to you in comparison to those peers of his, lowlifes who’s alleged love to you could never compare to his own. Letting them glare at him as you sit in his lap, allowing him to become your new throne, have them want to rip him apart but knowing they can’t touch him as long as he’s in your good graces.

But that can come later; in the meantime, why don’t you tug his hair a little more and let him kiss your pretty lips, hm? He’s still got so much love to show you.

Best thing about complimenting girls for their outfits is they Always have a little fun fact to tell you about it. "It has pockets!" "It was on sale!" "I've had this old thing for years!" Thank u for this small detail from your world :)

#are you leaving? are you leaving me?

—how would they react if you stormed off after an argument (for the first time) and they thought you were leaving them for good? 

CHARACTERS. Aether, Albedo, Ayato, Childe, Cyno, Dainsleif, Diluc, Gorou Heizou, Itto, Kaeya, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Thoma, Venti, Xiao, Zhongli; gn! Raader

THEMES. Angst; Hurt (no or with) comfort; can be reversed comfort too; has varying intensities so there are others that has fluff/crack (im looking at you heizou and kazu)

WARNINGS. may emphasize venti’s drinking on his part 

NOTES. I was supposed to post another one but I really can’t stand not answering this request so good luck with two consecutive angst everyone~ I’ll post the other one next week! 

ZHONGLI would look rather calm, no matter how big the argument was. He normally would not let the argument go further, but today was rather stressful, even for someone like him. With all the arguments at work and also to those who would ask for his help even when he was just on his way home, and now, everything piled up and he… maybe he needed a bit of rest. 

“Let us discuss this tomorrow, beloved, I-”

However, all he heard was the sound of the doors closing, and there was no sight of you in the room.  

He sighs heavily, thinking that you probably had only gone out of the room to calm down. Of course, he only realized he was the only one in the house when he woke up and there’s still not a sight of you beside him. Startled, he stood up and found himself scavenging the entire house—could you have left him?—this thought was all in his mind but as soon as he turned to the living room, there you were, sleeping so peacefully on the couch. He heaves out a sigh immediately, kneeling in front of you, taking your hands to his and bringing them to his lips. He had never in this life felt so anxious—it had been awhile, he thinks, but maybe this was more…-

“Zhongli?” He heard you call for his name by then, but before you could fully comprehend what was happening, he was hushing at you, whispering so slowly to not awaken you any further. 

“There’s no need to wake, my love.” It’s going to be alright. 

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XIAO and you had been arguing for the whole week. Actually, he only showed up today after being gone for three straight days. Three! And now he expects you to pretend that everything is okay? 

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mdni. whiny top vi. fem bottom reader. tribbing. vaginal sex. short blurb. based off this video.

thinking about if vi had a clit that was larger than the average size. it would be such a lewd sight; a rosy-pink nub that sticks out from between her pussy lips, that jumps and twitches at even the slightest touch, constantly sensitive and exposed because it’s too big to fit behind the protective skin of her labia.

she would jerk it off between her index finger and thumb and the pleasure would almost feel like too much. she would potentially buy a fleshlight too and just grind against it at first, pretending it’s a real pussy, before ultimately deciding to stuff her clit inside the toy. it would feel heavenly, a sensation she’s never felt before, something that she didn’t think was possible for her to experience as a woman.

so when the two of you began dating, she took every opportunity possible to her fuck clit inside your pussy.

earlier, you were bent over in front of her, on your hands and knees, while vi fucked her clit inside your small hole with slow strokes. then you were kneeling in front of her while she rubbed her clit against your tongue, suckling on the little nub as if it were a piece of candy.

right now, though, vi is pinning your legs back to your shoulders, your cunt on full display while she rocks her hips against yours. she’s trying to force her clit as deep inside you as she can, needing to feel as much of you as possible. you assume you feel tighter in this position because vi is moaning louder than before— her blue eyes are entirely unfocused— and you can hear the obscene squelching noises your pussy is making when it sucks on her clit like a kiss.

vi is a whiney mess on top of you, spreading her pussy lips wide with her one hand so the entirety of her clit can slip in and out. your entrance is fluttering around her spongy, swollen clit and you’re opening yourself wider with your palms, needing more of her— as much as you can get, and then some. just feeling her inside you, knowing how intimate this is, has been enough to make you come your brains out in the past.

”mmffuck— you’re gripping me so tight, baby.” her hips are smacking against the back of your thighs with animalistic fervor.

the sight of you is completely obscene, it’s debauched. your breasts are bouncing with the strength of her thrusts, your chest is heaving from how severely you’re panting. your legs are spread wide like an easy whore, confidently in a state of your own salacious nakedness. your cute pussy is soaked in a combination of both your juices.

vi’s eyes are glazed over, her pink tongue is hanging out dumbly— consumed by the mindless lust and intense sensations radiating from her aching clit. she’s never felt so much pleasure before you, never known the sheer ecstasy of having the most sensitive and intimate part of herself engulfed in slick, rippling heat— squeezed and massaged from all sides. it’s like nothing she's ever experienced before and she’s easily addicted to your pussy.

”your pussy is so wet— unghh!”

god, she’s needed this.

the air is musky and tangy with sex; it’s vi’s favorite scent next to your own natural pheromones. her muscular frame is casting a shadow over your own and it makes you feel safe and secure. and the sounds of your lovemaking is obnoxiously loud; the clap, clap, clap of skin is echoing like gunfire in vi’s obsolete bedroom.

then you bring your middle finger to your clit, stroking it with ferocity, and you’re quick to come because the feeling of vi’s clit inside you is the nastiest thing you’ve experienced thus far in life. and vi’s whole body convulses when she feels your contractions around her clit. her own muscles are clenching and unclenching as wave after wave of mind-numbing ecstasy rips through her— all because of the way her throbbing, pulsing nub is buried inside the velvet-heat of your hole.

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Hello luv💕

I really enjoy your stories, they just really brighten up my day! (even the angsty ones) may I request a oneshot version of zhongli being the only one who recognized God! Reader? Like,,, he found her all bruised up running away from Mondstadt/Inazuma and long story short, they end up together cuz wHo wOulDnT lOvE hIm 😩😩 imagine zhongli showing her his horns and tail and reader is so enamored with them and all. Sorry I think I'm having a zhongli brainrot rn😔

THIS IDEA IS SO GOOD ANON <3 I love it!!! Zhongli brainrot is big and I am affected by it too- sure, he can be nice to write as being cruel at times, but soft, gentle and loving Zhongli is alo *chefs kiss* I hope you like it!!! cw: mention of injuries, cult like behaviour length: 3,1 k

The dragon, the knight, the lover

The winds and storms around Inazuma had apparently been getting worse. The harsh, angry winds whirring remnants of lightning with them carried over even the seas, creating an electric feel within Liyue. Zhongli was no longer officially the archon of Geo, but his concern for Liyue would never cease nonetheless.

He had heard whispers of a criminal - a godless villain who dared to wear the face of the creator of Teyvat. From what he knew, said imposter was found in Inazuma, and expectedly, it caused quite a stir within the closed off nation.

An official hunt for the imposter had been set in place by the archon of Electro - Zhongli figured he might have done the same were he in her situation. He was baffled by how someone would even have the abilities or boldness to mimic the face of his beloved God.

The streets of Liyue were beautiful at night, lanterns casting a warm glow upon the streets, flickering off of the waves crashing against the shore of the harbor. Zhongli quite enjoyed an occasional walk along the shore at nighttime, when all other life was long asleep and it was only him, his slumbering city, and his thoughts.

The song of the sea was usually soothing, a gentle hum as it made contact with land and as waves played with each other, rocking the boats in the dock upon doing so.

This night, however, was different. The waves were more restless and dark clouds hid the golden moon and stars from view. The winds were picking up speed, an angry vengeance simmering within them as they thrashed around, hurling waves against the rocks of the shoreline. Zhongli’s brows furrowed at the sight. His long strands of hair were tousled by the winds but he paid it no mind, instead slowly approaching the rebellious shore.

As he slowly approached, the seas seemed to calm a little. Clouds above parted, allowing a single cold ray of light from the moon to illuminate the waters.

The sight Zhongli saw shook him to the core.

Upon a worn piece of shattered wood, a figure lay, clothes drenched and torn and their hair a soaking, tangled mess.

Reacting quickly, he tossed off his coat, rushing into the cold waters to attempt to save the mysterious figure, his heart rate picking up. There was no chance he could allow someone to drown in his very own harbor.

He ignored the cool water seeping through his fine clothes and waded closer, eventually breaking out into a swim, thankful for the moonlight that shone upon the figure almost like a spotlight, guiding his way through the dark waters.

Once close enough, he pulled the limp figure of the person close, a determined frown settling onto his face as he dragged it back to the shore, slightly out of breath as he finally rested the body on top of the rocky beach and sat beside them, taking a moment to regain his strength.

Finally, he turned his attention back to the figure - to you. Despite the darkness of the night, there was a strange familiarity in your features, a familiar pull towards you as he moved closer.

But now was not the time to ponder over it. You were shivering like a leaf in the wind, still unconscious and clearly injured, though Zhongli couldn’t tell to what extent in the darkness of the night.

So, he acted quickly, sweeping up your weakened form and hurrying towards his current abode in the city, thankful for the empty streets with no one to question him about the curious position he’d so suddenly found himself in.

With no time to waste, he stepped into his living quarters, gently laying your body down upon the plush divan in the dark room, before wiping his brow and turning to light up the lanterns quietly. He ignored the droplets of water hitting his hardwood floor and moved to shrug off his drenched outer layers. When a warm, dim light finally illuminated the room, his heart almost stopped. A diluted liquid gold covered his strong hands, shimmering weakly under the lights of the room.

His heart dropping, he whipped around to face your unconscious figure, only to fall to his knees.

There, on his sofa, laid the broken, bleeding figure of his very Creator. The one he worshipped above all else, trembling still from the cold seeped into their bones from the rough waters of the unforgiving seas.

His breath hitched, feeling crushed under a sea of emotions - crushed as the many he had slayed during his thousands of years, hurling pillars at them as the almighty god Morax.

Now, he was just Zhongli - weak before the wounded body of his god. With shaky hands, he approached his beloved Creator, his vision blurring as he eyed every bruise and scrape visible on their once perfect face. He took in the sight of their disheveled clothes, dripping with the salty waters of the sea - stained with dirt and golden nectar from his God’s veins.

He thought himself a sinner, as he carefully peeled away the layers, trying to keep his gaze from wandering too much, focusing only on the wounds.

The wounds.

Oh.

The wounds.

Deep gashes and surface level scrapes, blotches of blues and purples. It’s a painting of pain and suffering.

Zhongli felt an anger long forgotten and suppressed begin to rise in the pit of his stomach, a burning sensation tearing up his insides ravenously as he thought of anyone daring to harm the Creator.

His beloved creator.

But now was not the time for revenge.

That would come later.

For now, he needed to act quickly - to heal his God. His hands shook, the sharp talons threatening to tear out from them - he took deep breaths to calm himself, desperate to keep himself from any activity that might accidentally mar your skin some more.

It took a long time, but with his millennias of knowledge, he was able to clean and bandage you up to the best of his abilities. He would find the best doctors in Liyue to aid you once you awoke - for now, he just wanted to revel in your divine presence, to stay by your side in guard. To fight off anything that may wish to seek out to harm you.

He pressed his forehead against the edge of the sofa, taking in deep breaths - breathing the same air as his wonderful, kind, beautiful god. He cared not for the dampness of his clothes, all that mattered was that you were safe and as comfortable as you could be - so he darted into his bedroom, lighting the fire in the fireplace and setting his warmest covers onto the bed, before returning to you and gently - as though carrying glass - he moved you there.

Now, he could allow himself to kneel on the floor beside you and wait. He was a patient man - but seeing and sensing you did not make it easy. His lips moved in silent prayer all night, his body still as the stone he commanded so masterfully. He would protect you til his very last breath.

You awoke to something you hadn’t felt in a time far too long for your liking.

Warmth.

The air around you was so warm, carrying hints of a spicy, yet floral scent - notes of wood and honey lingering within it. You sunk further into the divinely soft bed beneath you, keeping your eyes closed. You refused to let go of this wonderful, cozy dream just yet - only to be faced with bitter disappointment upon waking up hiding in some cave yet again.

“Your grace?” a smooth voice, silky like honey, yet deep and mature - catches you off guard. Your eyes snap open, feeling the panic rising in your chest.

“Good morning,” the voice speaks again, gentle and soft, even sounding concerned.

Were you still dreaming?

You slowly wake up, finding yourself in a traditional Liyue-styled room, soft light of the morning sun peeking in through the paneled windows and illuminating it. Shelves filled to the brim with ancient books line the walls - a small sandwood desk and chair in one corner with organized piles of papers upon it.

Finally, you turn to face the other person in the room.

It was Zhongli - the geo archon himself - albeit wearing only an ivory dress shirt and dark dress pants. Upon a closer look, you notice the disheveled look of his hair and the dark circles beneath his eyes.

“Zhongli…?” you ask carefully, your voice quivering ever so slightly. If he was anything like the other two archons you’d faced - you should be running by now.

He smiles, sinking to his knees before the bed you were sat upon, an adoring devotion in his rich honey-colored eyes that seemed to have time to focus on you, and you alone.

“How did you sleep, your grace?” he asked, his brows furrowing slightly in concern over your wellbeing.

“Better than I have in a long time,” you admitted, not failing to notice the flicker of anger in the man’s eyes.

“Do you have me mixed up with someone else, perhaps?” you ask sheepishly, recalling what he’d referred to you as earlier.

“How could I ever fail to recognize the Creator - my one true master?” he asked, standing up once again.

“The creator?” you mumbled to yourself more than anything, “the one I got chased out of Inazuma for supposedly impersonating?”

Zhongli froze in his spot, his eyes focused on yours for a moment, before sliding to the bandages covering your body.

“Impersonating?” he asked, his voice unreadable, but judging by the golden glow beginning to emit from his eyes, he was not pleased.

“I promise, I’m not trying to impersonate anyone!” you whimpered, covering your face with your arms instinctively.

Noticing your sudden fear, his breath hitched and he walked briskly towards the bed again, his brows furrowed, but the glow gone from his eyes.

“I know that, your grace. Why would you need to impersonate yourself?”

You stared at him in shock.

“What do you- I’m no creator - I mean look at me! I’m just…me,” your voice fell at the end, a bitter sadness seeping into your thoughts,

“Your grace!” It was his turn to be shocked now, as he rushed to kneel before you.

“Of course you’re the creator! You look just like them - and your body weeps rivers of gold when you’re hurt. You have the aura that I have only ever distantly felt while being your vessel - there is no doubt about it!”

You frowned, slowly processing his words. Your hands slowly slipped to the bandages on your wounds, lifting them up expecting to see the dark brown remains of dried blood, only to be met with pure, glittering gold coating your injuries.

“I…how?” you whispered to yourself, feeling so confused and lost all of a sudden.

“Your grace,” Zhongli spoke quietly, calmly, as he hesitantly stroked the back of your hand.

“I fear you may have lost memories of who you truly are in your current form…but that’s not a problem for now.”

His fingers slowly slid off of your hand, and you could not help but miss the feeling of them upon your skin.

“Who did this to you?” Zhongli suddenly asked, sounding stricter as he referred to the many injuries covering your body.

“W-well the people of Inazuma…the Shogun…most people there were after my head,” you admitted, trying to sound casual, but Zhongli was quick to notice the faint bitterness and anger behind your words. Bitterness at being not recognized. Anger at being treated so unjustly.

“I will strike them down. All of Inazuma.” he stated, a fierce fury burning in his eyes. You looked shocked.

“Wait! No!” you scrambled out of bed, not caring about being barely clothed. Zhongli was already summoning his polearm, when you gripped his arm tight. He froze on the spot, not daring to face you.

“Zhongli…” you whispered, sensing his sudden anxiety.

“I would rather not have you see me in this form,” he spoke quietly, turning his back on you and allowing the polearm to clatter to the floor. You couldn’t help but feel a tug of pain pulling at your heartstrings when you heard him.

“No - Zhongli, you’re…my hero!” you tried to come up with words that did not sound too silly and would strike a cord within the man.

“I would be quite a cruel creator if I didn’t appreciate my creations in all their forms,” you chuckled, playing into the idea of being this strange Creator - just this once.

He turned around hesitantly, before slowly sliding off his shirt, keeping his eyes downcast. You watched in awe, seeing the golden lines running through his darker arms, ending in long, sharp talons. You admired them in silence, your eyes trailing up to his disheveled hair, from which two sharp, curved horns peeked out, shimmering like his talons, coated in an amber hue.

Not thinking about it, much too fascinated by this form you’d never seen of your beloved character, you reached out to stroke his horns. His eyes dashed frantically to meet yours, a faint blush upon his usually composed face.

“They’re beautiful,” you whispered softly, your expression melting from curiosity into admiration.

He was silent for a moment.

“You think so, your grace?” he asked hesitantly, gluing his gaze back to the floor once more.

You nodded, smiling gently.

“Why would you want to hide this from me?”

He inhaled sharply.

“I…this is my form as Morax, destroyer of gods,” he admitted, straightening his back in an attempt to look more composed.

“I didn’t think you’d approve of the form that has destroyed so much.”

You bit your lip.

“Well, no matter its history, I quite like it,” you reassured him, carefully taking his hand in yours, brushing your soft fingers across his talons.

“I…I have a tail too.”

You perk up, managing to let out an airy laugh despite your injuries.

“I would love to see it - if you’re comfortable with it, of course!”

He smiled, bowing his head. “For you, your grace, I’d do anything.” With a snap of his fingers, a long, scaled tail appeared behind him, swaying majestically.

You smile in awe.

“This form looks very graceful,” you mutter, fascinated by his dragon-like features. You supposed it made sense - he was a dragon, after all.

His breath hitched at your words. His Creator could see beauty in the ugliest parts of him - the parts of him that had blood on their hands and destruction beneath its feet.

“Thank you, your grace,” he replied quietly, a content warmth spreading in his chest. If there was a way he could admire you more than he did before, he supposed it had happened now.

For that day, the destruction of Inazuma was called off.

Time passed, your wounds were healed mostly, leaving golden scars in their place and more scars under the surface, ones that would take much longer to heal. Zhongli had made sure you would be accepted as the Creator in Liyue, and soon enough you were wearing the most beautiful clothing tailored for you, in a palace built in your name, and able to have access to anything you might have desired.

Through all this, Zhongli stood by your side as your loyal acolyte, bravely showing off his less human form now - partly as a reminder for anyone with ill intentions, and partly since…you had liked even those parts of himself. Oftentimes, when the two of you were alone, you would stroke his horns or tail and occasionally make a comment about the beauty of them. In a way, Zhongli began to see the beauty of them too - they pleased you - and seeing you smile was the most beautiful sight the archon could ever imagine.

Of course, word spread fast, and apologies arrived in hordes - gifts from all that had wronged you, invitations to visit Inazuma or Mondstadt. It angered Zhongli - that they thought they could so easily try to win the honor of your forgiveness with a few foolish letters and gifts.

“Your grace, do you hold no malice towards those that harmed you, at all?” he had questioned one day.

You’d turned to look at him, the window you were standing by casting a heavenly glow behind your figure.

“Of course I do,” you replied, a sad smile on your face as your gaze trailed to the sky above, watching the golden hues of the setting sun paint beautiful streaks upon it.

“Then I would gladly punish them for you,” he fell to one knee, ready to be your dragon, your knight - anything you needed of him.

“There’s no need,” you replied gently, walking closer to him, your golden robes encrusted with cor lapis and amber flowing behind you. You kneeled before him, a gentle smile on your face as you stroked the side of his face.

“Living with the knowledge of their deeds will be punishment enough, Zhongli.”

God, he lived to hear your voice, lived to hear it utter his name so gently.

“Zhongli, I don’t care for their apologies or invitations - I care for you,” you confessed quietly, leaving a stunned silence hanging above them for a moment as Zhongli’s mind went blank.

“I…I’m honored to hear you think so highly of me,” he attempted to reply in a composed manner.

“Would you mind if I kissed you?” you asked, eyes filled with determination as they met his.

Once again, you left him stunned.

“I don’t want you to say yes out of obligation before your Creator - I would only wish to hear you say yes if you truly, earnestly wanted this,” you added, your cheeks covered with a pink glow that made you look oh so radiant in the golden light.

“Yes,” he whispered, feeling tears well up in his eyes. “Yes, would always be my answer. I live and breathe for you, your Grace. I adore you more than anything else in the world. That you would think me worthy of such an honor-”

You smiled and cut off his rambling by pressing your lips against his in a chaste, gentle peck.

“I adore you too, Zhongli. And I owe you my eternal gratitude for saving my life.” Your gentle hand intertwined with his clawed hand that had seen much blood upon it, embracing every part of him, accepting him just as he is.

“I love you, Zhongli,” you whispered, resting your face in the crook of his neck as he slowly, carefully, wrapped his arms around your figure.

“I love you too, your grace,” he whispered, barely breathing as he felt your wonderful, loving aura envelop him.

He would be your dragon, your knight - even your consort should you so desire. He worshipped you with all his being, and you adored him in return.

There was no greater joy in the world than that for the archon.

𝑪𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝑳𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑾𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒘

𝑮𝒆𝒕𝒐 𝑺𝒖𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒖 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒙 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒖

𝑺𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔: 𝑨𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒖𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅, 𝒔𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒊𝒕 𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏. 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓.

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝑽𝒐𝒚𝒆𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒎, 𝒎𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒏 𝒂𝒖, 𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒙 (𝒇𝒆𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒄), 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆, 𝒔𝒆𝒙 𝒎𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆, 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒖𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅, 𝒅𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒅, 𝒗𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒙, 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒚 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒌 (𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒂𝒅) 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑮𝒆𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐, 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒙, 𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒑 (𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 27, 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 𝒊𝒔 21 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑮𝒆𝒕𝒐 𝒊𝒔 22), 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆 𝒂𝒖, 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆, 𝒎𝒙𝒇𝒙𝒎, 𝒔𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆

𝑨/𝑵: 𝒔𝒐 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒚 𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒂 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒐𝑺𝒖𝒈𝒖 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒄 (𝑪𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑳𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑾𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒘) 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕

𝑾𝑪: 10.9𝑲 (𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝒆𝒙𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝑰 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒂 𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒍)

𝑮𝒆𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐'𝒔 𝑯𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑳𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆✯

𝑬𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚❤︎

Embarrassed. 

You experience this while sitting on your bed behind the curtain, holding one of your dildos. You were struggling to process what had just transpired while exhaling heavily and deeply.

“Why are you hiding, Mrs. Sakamoto?”

Why did he even try to communicate with you? Did he not humiliate you enough?  you asked yourself the questions as you grabbed your wet towel on your bed.

“Come on, the show was only beginning. We want to watch you squirt on that machine once more, so come back,” he teased. “I had no idea you could squirt that much.”

You responded, wiping the sweat that was dripping from your forehead, "That would be improper Gojo-kun."

"How so," the friend enquired. "How is it improper? Aren't you the one that left your windows slightly open? It appears as though you wanted to be observed.”

You said, "No!" as you pulled back the curtain to reveal your neighbour, Gojo Satoru, a young man of 21 years, smiling broadly and staring directly at you. "The place was simply warm and I wanted some air,"

Geto Suguru, Gojo's friend, replied, placing his palm on his back, "I would be really astounded if it wasn't." The 22-year-old grinned as he saw you once more hide behind your curtains. “After all that squirting and crying, the room had to eventually become warm, right?”

You stammered, trying to further distance yourself from them, "N-no." You felt so foolish, my God. Why did you act rashly tonight? Were you really that desperate for your dildo machine to fuck you with your dildo that you forgot to close your windows? 

Fuck, this was a whole fucking mess. 

And to make matters worse, your neighbours started to settle in on the windowsills while they waited for you to get back to your place, which was on your knee, your ass spread wide, and your sex machine fucking your soaked pussy with your dildo. 

“Come back, Mrs. Sakamoto, we want to hear your pretty moans once again,” Gojo urged with a hint of humour.

Geto remarked, "We want to watch you cream all over that gorgeous pink dildo you've got in your hands."

You addressed him with, "That indecent Geto-kun." "My husband wouldn't appreciate it if he found out that I saw you two staring at me," You said.

Gojo laughed as he threw his head back at this. Geto quickly adopted after. You were perplexed as to what exactly made what you just stated amusing. If your spouse found out, they may face terrible consequences, as you are aware. So why were they laughing?

“What husband?” Gojo enquired while laughing more. You peeked out from behind the drapes to take in his face. “You mean your absent-minded hubby, right?”

Geto answered, "I guess she meant her husband that fucks another lady inside their bedroom every other weekend," in response. You scowled when you noticed that they were both laughing again. “Her unfaithful spouse, who prefers stray pussies to his gorgeous wife's pretty and fat pussy.”

"I believe she is aware of that. If she didn't, wouldn't she be engaging in sexual activity with her husband instead of that sex machine?" Gojo enquired of his friend.

Geto said, before turning to gaze at you, "I think so." He swept his long, black mane behind his back while you watched, then looked into your eyes. “Look, honey, I'm not trying to be disrespectful or anything, but to be quite honest, I couldn't give a damn if you went ahead and told that little husband of yours that you caught us staring at his wife.”

Gojo leaned his hand on his knee and looked at you, saying, "He's right, mama." He observed your severe frown. He was beginning to regret bringing up your cheating husband in that way. You obviously already knew this. But with him being so young and having such an immature, mocking, and domineering attitude, all he needed to say was something to get you angry. To witness you stuff your fat pussy with that toy once more, he had to say something. "Right now, we just want to see you squirt all over your toy.”

You finally shut your curtains in their faces and yelled, "Fuck you both." How could they bring up such a sensitive subject. You were unaware that they were aware your husband was an adulterer. However, they had no right to put your affairs in your face in that manner. With you, they've gone too far. They have the arrogance to treat you with such disrespect after having already embarrassed, humiliated, and shamed you. You're not sure if you'll be able to talk to them the same way you used to after what just happened.

You enjoyed having them as neighbours and thought they were great company. Despite the fact that they occasionally acted touchy and flirtatious. But after what happened tonight, you're no longer so confident about them. 

You gently got out of bed to take apart the machine, sighing loudly as you did so. After finishing that, you hid the device in your closet behind a pair of your old shoes. You quickly collected up your toys and tucked them away in your drawer before rushing to the bathroom to take a shower.

You took your time getting ready and bathed as you pondered what just happened. You were having so much fun playing around with yourself when you heard a male moan followed by a mutter, "If she keeps squirting like that, I know I'm going to cum in my pants.”

“Fuck. Look how lovely her pussy is. To be that damn toy," you overheard someone else say. You can still picture your young neighbours Gojo and Geto looking at you from their window while biting their lips when you turn around. 

Never before in your life have you hid so quickly. You felt humiliated because they witnessed you enjoying yourself via their window. The fact that you saw them peering out your window humiliated you even more.

You were angry with them for treating you so disrespectfully. It's possible that you treated them too leniently or that you failed to put any restrictions for them. Perhaps they thought it was okay to speak to you in such an arrogant manner because of how relaxed you appeared to be around them. They were 6 years your junior. Consequently, you had assumed that they would regard you in some way. But your assumptions were incorrect.

What are you going to do now? 

Meanwhile… 

As he bounced back inside his bedroom and regarded his friend, Gojo grinned to himself. “We made a mistake, didn't we?”

“You think?” Geto laughed as he pulled a cigarette out of his pocket. “Tomorrow, we should apologise,” he said in a grave manner.

“What do you apologise for?” Gojo questioned as he observed Geto also take out a lighter from his pocket. “I won't apologise for looking, I promise.”

"I'm not referring to that moron. We need to apologise for what we said about her husband. The neighbourhood knows of her husband's adulterous activities, but we had no right to publicly shame her,” Geto stated to his close friend. “I get that we were having fun teasing her, but we went a little too far.”

Gojo let out a small sigh in recognition that his best friend had spoken the truth. Tomorrow, they have to make it up to you. In either direction. "Okay, then."

…

Since the incident, a few days had gone by, and Gojo and Geto still hadn't had a chance to apologise to you. Or perhaps it appeared more like you were trying to avoid them. 

Every time they would emerge from their home to speak with you, you swiftly went back inside. You stopped giving them your homemade meals and pastries. You even blocked calls from your number to theirs. The window to your bedroom had been permanently closed off from their view.

Though they were aware of your anger at what had transpired, they hadn't counted on you to be this angry. They were starting to regret what they had said to you. They detest the manner in which you currently handle them. They were eager to win back your favour, but they needed to find a strategy for winning your forgiveness for what they had said to you. 

So after another few days of planning and putting everything together, the Friday evening of the same week was when they decided that they were going to get you to forgive them no matter what. 

Friday Evening…

Your husband's daughter Akio was staring at you on the phone and asked, "He's gone again isn't he?”

“Yes, he claimed he needed to travel to Peru for work, but I know he's lying. He's dragging that chick on vacation,” you retorted with a heaving sigh.

Your stepdaughter groaned loudly as well before grinning dejectedly at you. “I'm sorry you had to deal with this mum.”

"Mum? Stop calling that. Keep in mind that I am around 4 years younger than you. I'd really like it if you called me Y/N," you grinned at her.

“Never in a million years, mum,” chuckled Akio. You shook your head at her and laughed. “I'll call you in the morning.”

You said, "Okay sweetie," and hung up. You had a great love for Akio. At first, you were taken aback by how encouraging she was of your bond with her father. And you were appreciative of that. Additionally, you were even more appreciative that she was there to console you whenever her father felt the need to cheat on you. She was there for you whenever you needed a friend. 

"All right, put Ashai Y/N out of your mind. Right now, your husband is not worthy of any of your thoughts,” you declared as you got up from your couch and walked to the kitchen. “It's time to prepare dinner. And then I can have a little fun tonight.”

A seafood paella may be nice. Inquiring, you asked. You went to get the supplies out of the cupboard and refrigerator. And then you soon began to cook. You heard a knock on your front door while you were making a stock for the rice.

You yelled out, "Who is it?" but got no response. Once more, you heard a knock. You asked, "Who's it?"

After a brief period of silence, the familiar voice "It's us Y/N" could be heard. Before returning to your dinner, you rolled your eyes and sighed deeply. Right now, you lack the energy to deal with them two. After all, you're still angry with them for the things they said to you that evening.

Gojo sighed loudly and then knocked on your door again from behind the locked door of your house.” Come on Mrs. Sakamoto, we just want to apologise for what we said to you that night.”

You rolled your eyes at them and said, "Oh really now."

"It was wrong of us to treat you with such disdain that evening. The initial tease was amusing, but we went a bit too far and would like to apologise,” Geto stated.

You said nothing in response to their apology. “Mrs. Sakamoto, please just come out and talk to us. I can smell your cooking from outside. We won’t leave until you come out and talk to us. We’ll sleep on your doorstep if we have to,” Gojo said while knocking at your door. 

“Come on out Mrs. Sakamoto,” Geto called. 

You sighed loudly as you rested your chopping knife on your cutting board and matched over to your front door. You yanked your front door open to see your young neighbours Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru standing there with a bouquet of flowers in their hands. 

They watched as you folded your arms over your chest as you stared up at them. “If I accept your apology, will you leave my home?” 

They shook their heads no and walked inside your home uninvited. You sighed heavily, like you said once before you did not have the energy to deal with them. So without another thought you went back to the kitchen to prepare your paella. 

They were seated around the kitchen island and they observed as you minced your sausages and veggie spices before turning their attention to cleaning the shrimp, mussels, and clams. "Smell good, Mrs. Sakamoto. What's on the menu?” 

You just replied, "Seafood Paella," gathering all the ingredients into a big bowl.

Gojo moaned, "I can already taste it on my tongue." Gojo stood up from his chair and walked cautiously up to your stove. “Oh, Su, it's so lovely.”

You stepped towards Gojo and pushed him away from the stove while complaining, "Can you move."

He protested, "Come on, I just want to see what smells so nice." You let out a long sigh and turned your back on him.

“Sato, enough already. Remember that we came here to apologise? We really aren't here to irritate her.” Gojo rolled his eyes since he knew his best friend was correct. "I am aware of the delicious aroma of the meal, and I am also certain that she will invite her charming and attractive neighbours to join her for dinner. Let's simply sit and behave for the time being.” 

“Ugh, fine,” Gojo mumbled as he sat back down on the stool around the kitchen island. “By the way Mrs. Sakamoto we’re really sorry for what we said that night though.”

Geto took the bouquets in his hands and said, "Yeah, we really are, and I hope these flowers can also serve as a part of our apology." He then got out of his chair, walked over to where you were, and handed you the flowers.  

While taking the flowers out of his hand, you sighed quietly. “Thank you; nevertheless, just because I've forgiven you doesn't mean I'll absolve you.”

“Huh?” Geto said as he regarded you in complete bewilderment.

You placed the flowers on the counter, then returned to preparing the rest of your supper. "You didn't apologise for observing me that night," you added. 

“But why would we?” You gave Gojo a dirty look as he inquired.

“Satoru?” Geto cautioned.

“What? Simply put, I'm curious." He questioned, "Why should we apologise? I won't apologise for staring at you, I promise. I mean, you looked great doing it, and I wouldn't mind seeing you do it again."

His words slightly burned your cheeks, but you didn't let it get to you. “Just be quiet so I can concentrate on preparing my meal. Or else tonight's paella will be burned for you both.” 

“Yes, ma'am,” Gojo responded. They both remaining silent for the remainder of the time made you glad. You used the quiet period to gather your thoughts. It was pleasant having someone around to keep you company while your husband was away with a lady who wasn't you. 

It was lovely to have them over to keep you company, even though you were still a little pissed off with them. In the end, they were both hilarious, understood how to have a good time, and could carry on a great conversation.

Despite all of that, you were unsure of how to engage them in a typical discussion now that they had witnessed what they weren't allowed to. We do understand. You should have closed your windows instead of acting carelessly. And upon more reflection, you realised that it was entirely their fault for staring. Just consider it: they're young college boys who probably wouldn't pass up the chance to see a naked woman. And honestly, you felt some sort of emotion since they didn't pass up the chance to glance at you.

You told them, "Dinner's ready."

“Should I pick up our regular plates?” Geto asked as he came up behind you.

“Yes, upper shelves,” came the reply. “Please take the drink out of the refrigerator, Gojo-kun.”

He said, "Ok mommy," rising from his chair and moving toward the refrigerator.

You muttered under your breath, "Please, stop calling me mommy. You sound just like my step daughter."

“Never in a million years,” he laughed. You gave him a sidelong glance and then flipped the flame underneath the pot.

Geto presented you with his dish and said, "Here Mrs. Sakamoto." You shared his dinner on his plate and then gave it back to him, grinning a little. After that, he handed you Gojo's plate. Before giving it back to Geto, you shared his meal. Finally, you distribute your meal before proceeding to the kitchen island.

 Gojo reached for the glass cups and set them down next to the juice on the table. They each said, "Itadakimasu," and made a small bow before diving into their meal. 

Geto took a bite of the shrimp and remarked, "Wow, this is very good.

Gojo hummed in agreement as he drank the clam juice and then shoved a spoonful of rice into his lips. He ate his meal, wiggling his body like a young child, and you laughed.

You grabbed a napkin that was already on the table and wiped the corner of his lips while saying, "You're creating a mess, Gojo-kun."

He licked his lips and remarked, "I'm sorry, but the food tastes incredibly great."

“It's true, Mrs. Sakamoto, your husband is slacking off on this delectable lunch,” Geto added. He noticed the brief grimace that crossed your face before a false grin swiftly concealed it.

“Thank you; I'm happy you like it.” For the remainder of the meal, everyone ate quietly. Gojo offered to do the dishes after you had finished eating while Geto cleared the table. Even though you urged them not to worry about it, they persisted in doing it.

They insisted that it was simply another way for them to express their regret. The room fell silent as you all worked to clean the kitchen area. It was a very nice silence until someone interrupted it.

“Mrs. Sakamoto, where is your husband at the moment?” Geto inquired abruptly, folding the towels he had used to clean the table before coming over to you.

“Why do you want to know that?” you snarkily questioned.

“Answer a question with a question, Mrs. Sakamoto, not cool,” he chuckled. Simply rolling your eyes, you ignored him. “I guess I'm curious to some extent.”

“Why?” you asked. 

"Well, I want to know why in the name of God on earth would a man neglect such a beautiful woman as yourself." You could feel the heat rising across your cheeks as you looked up at him.

“N-na-nani?” 

"I'm curious—did you do something wrong? How come he won't make love to you? Why must you have sex with a sex device?” You were being moved toward the kitchen counter as he asked while doing so slowly. When your hands made touch with the cold, wet, marble counters, you gasped. “You had to irritate him somehow.”

"I concur, I do. A man wouldn't betray his wife if there was no good cause to."   Gojo added as he came up to both Geto and you. You looked up at them and started whimpering. Their piercing gaze made you feel tiny. And it's a shame that despite the fact that you are older than them, they still make you feel so little.

When Geto questioned you and you didn't answer, he pushed your head back and curled his fingers under your chin to cause a sensation. “I asked you a question, Y/N.”

You've known your extremely attractive neighbours for years, and not once have they used your first name in conversation. You were typically referred to as mama or mommy by Gojo while Mrs. Sakamoto by Geto. You had goosebumps, though, as you heard him say your name like it belonged there.

You stumbled and tried to divert your head away from his stare, "It's none of your business," you said. After giving you a tongue click, he squeezed your chin harder to keep you gazing at him.

Gojo rubbed the soft skin of your cheeks with the back of his hand and said, "I suppose you're correct. Your business is not our business.”

“I just don't see why a man would cheat on a woman like you,” Geto countered.

"A woman exactly like me. What does that actually mean?” You grunted.

Geto's face brushed into yours, and a sly grin spread across it. “He has a gorgeous wife who, in my opinion, has a beautiful figure as well as a wonderful personality.”

Gojo hummed "Mhm" in agreement. “Beautiful body, for sure. You have the loveliest ass and the most gorgeous boobs.”

“Don't forget about that fat, wet, squirting pussy she's got there,” Geto said. Your whimpering became considerably louder as your body began to tremble. “If I were your husband, I wouldn't dare to be unfaithful to you. I would rather fuck you every day. Your pussy deserves an actual cock. Not a machine-attached, plastic dildo. We could offer you that cock, if you'd want.”

Gojo said, pulling his hand away from your face to play with your hair, "Mhm, mama, you deserve better than him." They could clearly see that you were trembling. Their recent conversation with you had an effect on you. You didn't know what it was; perhaps your husband's neglect of you was the root of it. But all of a sudden, your body felt warm. 

“As I'm sure you're aware, Y/N, Toru, and I have been keeping a watchful eye on you. You recall the day you came over to our place with freshly baked cookies while wearing a short summer dress.” Geto let go of your chin and placed both of his hands on your hips. "We've been watching you since that day," he muttered. "Y/N, you got our attention. We need you.”

Now that was something new. You were unaware that these two were drawn to you. It would make sense, though, given what you've just realised, why they always want your company.

It was understandable why Gojo would openly flirt with you in front of your spouse and why Geto would touch you in places that only your husband could touch. such as your hip or the area of your back that sits right below your ass. It also clarified why they were unafraid to converse with you in the manner that they do. You've never given it this much attention before, but they've admitted that they need you now. There was nothing else for you but to think about it.

A hand brushed up your exposed thighs, interrupting your ponderous thoughts. “That night, I know we couldn’t resisted you when we watched you having sex with the dildo machine. As I sat there and observed your pleasure, all I could think about was how much more efficient I am than a machine,” Gojo whispered in your ear. "We could fuck you so much better than that sex machine. Mama, we could make you squirt much more. I am aware that it has been a while since you last experienced a real cock within your pussy. For you, I would give my cock. Geto would undoubtedly love giving you his cock. What do you think, mama? Would you like to be fucked by our cocks?”

You clenched your thighs together and muttered, "Th-that would be wrong, Gojo-kun.” It wouldn't take long for you to become a sweaty, hot mess if they kept whispering dirty comments to you like this.

“Eh? It’s not though. I mean if your husband is cheating on you, wouldn’t you want to do the same to him?” Gojo asked, 

You muttered, "Two wrongs don't constitute a right.” The hand on your thigh moved up even more until it was resting directly below your ass. “Cheating is improper.”

“It is, but we’re offering you a good time, so come on, what’s the harm in that?” Gojo asked. “Just give us a chance to rock your world tonight and many other nights that are yet to come.”

“So how about it, Y/n?” Geto asked as he placed a kiss on your cheek. 

Their offer sounds a bit tempting. God what were you going to do. 

… 

You didn’t know how you ended up like this, but it was too late to turn back now. 

A soft moan escaped your lips when you felt Gojo’s lips working themselves along the side of your neck - gently sucking on your skin while his hands massaged your boobs. “Shit,” you whispered when he bit and sucked into your skin - pulling the flesh between his teeth and groaning at how sweet you tasted for him. 

The soft sounds that left your lips made their cocks twitch with excitement. “Your moans are even prettier to hear up close,” Geto whispered as he hooked his fingers under your chin and turned your face towards his. 

"Geto-kun," you mumbled. The corner of his mouth twisted up into a smile as he slowly drew his lips up to yours. He kissed you in the manner in which your spouse had never kissed you—that is, softly, lovingly, moistly, passionately, and breathily. He wasn't attempting to win the argument; instead, he wanted to draw you together and share a single breath, feeling, or eternal and passionate moment. Your cheeks began to heat up as his tongue stroked them in a swift, thrilling, and delicious manner. Later, he developed a tougher, more persistent tongue that was more enthused by the fire within and more interested in finding the mysterious molten fire that flowed through both of them. 

Gojo muttered as he pulled away from your neck, "I'm becoming jealous, mommy, I want a kiss too.” His fingers tightened around your chin, yanked you away from Geto, and his lips struck yours violently, as if he were attempting to flatten and obliterate your mouth. With your mouth open and tongue slicing through his tight-gritted teeth to the moist interior, you retreated with hunger. You tightened your hold on his head, as if to prevent him from escaping, and his smooth skin scraped against her supple cheeks. Your tongues sparred back and forth like wrestlers, each attempting to pin the other, as you moved your mouth against his. 

Gojo gave you a few quick lip licks before he pulled away, leaving a trail of saliva connecting your lips to his. He watched as you gasped for air and then opened your eyes to face him. He gives them a tight squeeze as his hands move from your thighs to your breast. Geto smiled at your weak attempt to hold back a loud moan by biting your lips. “Can I see your pretty tits, mama?” Gojo asked as he placed a kiss on your cheek. 

You reached for him, pulled him down so you could kiss him again, and you gave him a nice head shake. Gojo smiled against your lips, reaching up to rip your shirt open. Your nipples had become firm, and you gasped when the chilly air hit them. “Oh fuck,” Geto whispered. The rest of your clothing was strewn over the sofa as Gojo withdrew from you. You swivelled your head from one face to the other to observe how both of them bit into their lips as they leisurely admired your boobs. Geto hummed as he started to fondle your left boob with his palm, saying, "So soft." 

"So perfect.” Gojo mumbled, dipping his head to take your nipple in his mouth, "Too bad Mr. Sakamoto won't get to play with mommy's tits again.” You felt him wrap his wet tongue around your breast and gently bite it with his teeth, which made you scream and arch into his mouth. He sucked and savoured the flavour of your soft boobs as you watched with blushes burning with embarrassment. And as you listened to him more, you became even more aroused. Your pussy was starting to get wet. 

Geto yanked Gojo's head from your nipple and hurriedly hoisted you up in his arms, "Satoru, let's take Y/N to her room."

You struggled to get out of his grasp, pleading, "Wait no, don't go to my room."

As he ascended the stairs with you, Geto grinned, and Gojo followed. He reached the top of the stairs and strolled down the corridor towards your room, asking, "Why not? Y/N, got something inside you don't want us to see."

And just as you were going to respond, Gojo approached you both and shoved open your bedroom. As they cautiously entered your room, you quickly buried your face in Geto's chest. “Wow, mommy, you were planning on having a good time tonight, weren't you?” Gojo teased.

“Right, Satoru, it's a good thing we arrived.” You heard Geto saying from above you, "She won't have to fuck herself with that machine anymore.” You were so mortified that they had to see that you had your toy out for some self-indulgent play tonight. God, you were mortified. Why did you consent to allow them to have sex with you? 

Your thoughts were interrupted as Geto threw you on your bed and then walked out of the room. Gojo took up your device and dragged it closer to the bed as you looked in terror. “It would be entertaining to watch this machine screw you up close. But I believe I would rather stick my cock in you.”

“Agreed.” As he climbed onto the bed and In order for you to lie down between his legs, Geto gently pulled you. He then said, "Move that item into the closet.” Gojo followed instructions, pulled his shirt off over his head, climbed up onto the bed, and hung over you.

Gojo kissed your lips again and then moved his hand to push open the button on your shorts, saying, "You look delicious mama." After finishing that, he snagged his fingers inside the shorts and tugged them down your legs with your soaked underwear. You observed Gojo throw your clothing upon the ground. He put his hand on your knees and gradually spread your legs apart. He grinned. "Wow mama, what is this?" Gojo raised your legs and pressed them up to your chest while he questioned.

“What is it?” Geto asked with genuine curiosity on his face. Although you were perplexed as well, when you felt him tug at the thing that had been plucked from inside your ass, you suddenly had a flashback. You were conscious of placing a buttplug inside your ass earlier today. Just before your stepdaughter called, you managed to forget that you had it in you. How did you not feel it inside of you? Only God knows. 

Gojo was still grinning at you and said, "Su, come have a look at this." Geto moved his body out from under you before hovering above you.

You responded in embarrassment, "No don't look," and you pushed him away. But you couldn't push him because of his size. You screamed, "Don't look," but it was already too late.

Before circling to slap your left ass cheek, Geto sang, "Now this is what I like to see." He spanked your right ass cheek and stated, "A nice pussy on display with a pretty anal plug, plugged into a beautiful ass." Each time he spanked your ass, you let out a moan.

Right now, your mind was so blank that you couldn't think. Geto smacked you once more before coming back to sit behind you, which caused tears to start streaming down your cheeks. "Mama, I want to see you squirt. I'm curious how many times we can get you to squirt before we let you have our cocks,” Gojo remarked as he kissed your thighs and then lowered your legs onto the bed.

You whimpered, "Please, no.”

“Why don't we investigate?” Geto questioned as he raised you into his lap and then opened your legs widely. 

"Gojo-Kun, Geto-kun, don't do it, please.” You beg, "It'll hurt.” Your plea, however, was ignored when Gojo placed his fingers against your slick, pussy lips.

“We're aware, mama,” Gojo stated as he slowly caressed your slick-coated clit in slow and gentle circles. "And that's the fun part. It's time to stop being formal and start using our real names, I believe.”

Geto put his hand around your neck and yanked your head back onto his shoulders, saying, "Now repeat after me. Sa-to-ru and Su-gu-ru.”

You sobbed, shaking your head, "No."

"That's OK. Geto grinned down at you and added, "We'll have you chanting our name in no time."

Gojo continued, "We will," while further pressing his finger into your clit.

…

This is utterly, totally, and totally wrong. You curled up into Geto’s lap as he held you tightly against his chest as Gojo inserted two large digits into your moist pussy. Gojo urged, "Come on, mommy, give it to me," and quickly pushed his fingers in and out of you while his thumb stroked your clit. 

You screamed, "Ugh, fuck," as your walls stretched around his fingers and you tried to close your legs, but Geto's strength made it feel nearly impossible.  Your lungs felt constrictive as you frantically gasped for air. Your hips slightly rose off the bed and you humped his fingers that were tightly tucked inside your pussy. You shrieked when you felt Gojo's fingers stroking against the soft, spongy area inside your vagina, "Fuck, don't touch there!"

Gojo continued to assault the area with his fingers while grinning. “Oh my god, Mama.” Gojo licked his lips and marvelled at how you creamed around his fingers. "Look at how wet your pussy is," he remarked. It was quite a sight to watch how much your pussy was dripping. The sight of your dripping pussy was doing so much for him and his best friend; they wanted to feel your tight pussy wrapped around their cocks while they repeatedly made you cum around them.

Another throaty groan escaped your lips as he pulled his fingers out of you and whacked your puffed-up clit, and your thighs started to tremble. He inserted his fingers inside your warm pussy, his fingers' tips probed even further inside of you, tickling that gooey area. You screamed, "Satoru, fuck," as your pussy tightened around his fingers. 

Geto pressed your knees into your chest and mumbled, "Let it go Y/N." You started crying once more without trying to hold back your tears due to the stimulation. You screamed as Gojo inserted another finger; the sensation was a little unpleasant at first but quickly became wonderful. Geto watched as your pussy clenched around Gojo's three fingers and said, "That's baby, come on."

Gojo smiled as he looked up and noticed your expression of being fucked out. He kept pushing his fingers in and out more quickly, relishing the obvious joy written all over your face. Your mouth was open, eyes were half-lidded, and your round cheeks were streaked with tears. Drool was running down your chin.

"Y/N, are you not going to squirt for us?" You instantly shook your head no when Geto asked. "Add another finger," he remarked after grinning. Your walls are being covered in a delightful ache as soon as Gojo's fourth finger stretches your pussy and you regret not telling him that you were about to squirt. 

You yelled, "Fuck, stop this is too much," and then you gritted your teeth. 

Gojo advised you to "just let it go mommy" as he put his thumb on your puffy clit to assist you to adjust yourself for his fingers. Your body started to stiffen up on Geto's lap as Gojo continued to circle your clit with an unbelievably fast pace and pressure, your wetness pooling his entire hand. You have been anticipating your orgasm and have been feeling its onset for some time. Your lower stomach burned and strained as you prepared to squirt all over them.

“Fuck, Satoru ah-ah fuck,” you screamed as your pussy gripped tightly onto his fingers. 

"Let me have it!" Gojo's voice's low pitch was all the push you needed. Your climax was about to happen. You screamed loudly, your body seized as you painfully arching your back from Geto's lap and leaning your head back against his shoulders. Gojo gushed, "There’s the waterworks I’m looking for," as he watched the clear liquid spurt from your pussy. Gojo swiftly yanked his fingers out of your pussy and tweaked your clit to see you squirt even more.

Even though your legs were shaking like crazy, you cried, "Sa-Satoru too much," as you attempted to distance yourself from him. Geto only makes your legs wider, though.

Gojo slid his fingers inside your pussy while maniacally giggling, "More." He repeatedly thrusted his finger into your pulsating hole. It didn't take long before you had another orgasmic wave. He moaned, "Yes, yes," as he saw you squirt all over his lower body. He withdrew his fingers from your cunt, slapped your pussy hard, and then drew back to inspect his moist fingers.

Geto said to his friend, "Move Toru, it's my turn."

"Huh, not finished?"

“You believed this had ended, right?” Geto questioned as his hands caressed your inner thighs and cupped your pussy in his palm.

You screamed in pain when you felt him place his index finger between your wet pussy folds, "Suguru, I'm sensitive."

“And,” he mocked. He lightly stroked the space between your pussy folds and began to slide his finger up and down, causing the moisture there to moisten and your body temp to rise. 

You exhale "Fuck" as you turn to the side to see Gojo standing there with his hooked into his sweatpants. You saw as he pulled his underwear and sweatpants down the length of his legs. Your mouth dropped open as you saw Gojo's long and girthy cock. How the hell is he so massive? He was far larger than your husband, and he may have the largest cock you've ever seen. If his cock was this massive, does it mean Geto's cock is also massive? It had to be because you could feel it pressing against your back the entire time but didn't really pay attention to it until now.

Gojo stretched out and stroked your cheek, saying, "I want you to suck off. Su, could you kneel mama down?”

“I want to eat her pussy anyway, so no big deal. You'd like it, wouldn't you?” Geto yanked his hand away from your cunt and shoved them in his mouth. He hummed as he completely sucked his finger. “Y/N: On your knees."

You obeyed orders and carried them out. Your ass was facing Geto and your face was towards Gojo as you knelt down on your hands and knees. Gojo murmured as he hooked his fingers under your chin and raised your head to face him, "You look nice like this." He massaged your chin, asking, "Have you ever sucked a cock as big as mine? You haven't, mama, I bet."

Looking up at him made your eyes well up with tears. This entire incident was embarrassing beyond belief. For goodness' sake, you were 27 years old and being bullied by two college students who also happened to be your neighbours. Well bullying isn’t the right word to use, but you understand where we’re going with this right. 

“God, mama, you look so lovely.” You opened your mouth a little, tilted your head back even farther, and Gojo dragged his thumb across your bottom lip. Gojo pushed his face closer to yours and murmured, "Open your mouth and stick your tongue for me.” You stretched out your tongue and opened your mouth. Your cheeks were cradled in his hands as he grinned. He opened his mouth and pointed it at yours, and you watched as a large glob of spit fell upon your tongue. 

Although you were somewhat surprised by his action, you welcomed it anyway. He lost it when he noticed that you were swallowing while looking intently into his eyes. As soon as he saw your lips pouted, he assaulted them, giving you a hard kiss and a lip sucking motion. You groaned into his mouth, sending the sound directly to his already hard cock. 

Geto took advantage of the moment to remove his shirt over his head as Gojo continued kissing you before reaching out with his hand to pull the ties on his sweatpants, slipping them down his strong, muscular legs. As he put his palm on your ass cheeks, Geto exclaimed, "Now this is a sight I'd like to see every day. If only I had my phone, I could have taken a picture of your wet pussy on display and the anal plug in your gorgeous ass. I'll then set it as my wallpaper after that.”

You shrieked and withdrew your lips away from Geto after he spanked your behind. “To believe I'll have you like one day is a dream come true,” Gojo kissed your cheek once more before getting up. He took hold of his enormous cock and gave it a few pumps before resting the tip on your lips as you stared. "Arch that back for Su. He’s gotta change his position so that he can eat your pussy while you suck my cock, mama.”

“That’s right baby, arch that back nicely for me,” Geto said as he watched as you arched your back for him. You felt him draw his hands, up the back of your thighs and squeezed your ass. “You ok Y/N?” he asked. 

“Mhm, just a little sensitive, please don’t be too rough,” you whimpered. 

He chuckled as he aligned his face with your pussy and said, "No promises. Your body froze the moment his tongue touched your pussy. When his tongue's tip circled your core, a cold sweat started to appear on your forehead. What was that? What the hell is going on? Your body was struggling to understand this overwhelming sensation as your mind entered a state of sudden panic. You couldn't help but moan as he softly bit into your clit since your mind was so numb from lust and pleasure. 

The demon was sucking up your pussy from behind, and you groaned, "Oh fuck." as you turned to face him. His smile was obvious as he watched you as his tongue caressed your clit, and you could see it on his face as he did so. Your husband has never gone down on you in this way or made your pussy feel so hot. You cherished this sensation and yearned for more. 

Gojo remarked as he tilted your head back to him, "Hey mama, open up your mouth for me." The moan that was about to come out of you was suppressed by thick swallowing. He gently inserted the tip of his cock to your lips as you slowly opened your mouth to receive it. When he felt your gentle lips encircling his cock, he groaned loudly. It felt really warm and happy inside your lips; God, it would be wrong to abuse such a place. Gojo snarled "Fuck" as he inserted more of his cock into your mouth. He sighed, placing his palm on your cheek to comfort you, "Fuck, your mouth is so warm. Move your head for me.”

You stared up at him and gently started to bob your head up and down on his cock. To Gojo, you were such a sight to behold; your presence was messing with his brain. His heart swelled at the thought that he played a part in the way you appeared to be high on joy and lust. You were never going to get rid of him at this time.

Geto was performing miracles with his tongue on your pussy as you slowly bopped your head on Gojo cock. When Geto pressed his tongue flat on your clit and hummed at how wonderful you tasted on his tongue, your eyes fluttered and you choked over Gojo's cock. He hummed into your pussy, which caused an exhilarating sensation to spread throughout your body. He then dragged his tip from between your plump pussy lips and collected your sweet, dripping slick on his tongue. 

Gojo grinned as he sensed your mouth closing around his cock and a fresh round of tears streaming down your cheeks as Geto slid his tongue between your smooth folds, savouring your sweet scent before switching to suck on your puffy clit. Gojo moaned, "Fuck, mama," as he slowly turned his hips around and pressed his mouth on yours. His toes curled into the earth as a result of the sensation of your tongue slipping effortlessly under his cock as you took more of him. Geto watched you attempt to slide all of his best friend's cock down your throat from behind, and he has to admit, it was incredibly sexy. 

“Su, how does she taste?” Gojo questioned as his hips accelerated a little.

Geto moaned "Fucking delicious" into your pussy. Gojo gave Geto a quick glance and observed the thrill in his eyes as he inserted his middle finger into your warm pussy and then cupped your clit in his mouth.

The moment your hip pulled back against his face, Gojo dick started to escape your lips. You rested your head against your tummy to prevent yourself from disintegrating, and Gojo laughed. Geto softly drew his finger along the silky walls of your room, brushing against the soft, delicious region with his finger. You quickly clamped your fists around his additional finger.

When he pulled his lips away from your clit, he saw you with your head resting on Gojo's belly while he was massaging your hair. “What? Is she capable of handling your dick?"

"Your lips are distracting her," Gojo said with a chuckle.

She is so soaked. Your arousal spread across his fingers as he added, "I'm going to make her squirm again."

“While you're at it, prep that ass too. Before we double stuff, I was considering taking turns, but I can't wait.” Gojo continued to touch your hair and added, "I gotta fuck that luscious ass.”

Geto poked your clit with his thumb and said, "Why don't you come prep her ass yourself."

Gojo smiled down at you and said, "No, I'm staying right here, I got to keep mama comfy.  You are so fucking wet, mama."

Geto spanked your ass and listened as your pussy squelched each time he entered your warm cunt as he said, "Yeah, Y/N has such a slutty hole." "Only a slutty hole like yours would be capable of making such obscene sounds," he said.

Gojo whispered, "Mommy's got a slutty cunt."

You sputtered, "Fuck, please," out of breath.

You want to get up, Y/N? Geto questioned as he observed your trembling thighs.

You sighed again, "Please..." and shook your head. Another groan from your lips as he withdrew his fingers away from your wet cunt and greedily sucked on it with his entire mouth before forcing his tongue into you. Your cheeks were stretched apart as Geto's hand reached out to grab the fat of your ass and licked your tender areas.

His thumb pressed on your throbbing clit, and his mouth moved in such a lovely rhythm that you felt as if you were ready to collapse. Your body was experiencing such intense pleasure that the delicious feelings made the walls quake.

“Oh, God, Su…” You yelled, "Fuck stop, " as your hand reached out to grab Gojo's thighs. "Too much, too much," you cried. He shook his head no and kept berating your pussy with his mouth. She felt her orgasm coming on, and you closed your eyes while keeping hold of the bed sheets with your other hand.

Gojo mumbled, "Come on mama, squirt all over his face." As he continued to whisper, you could hear the sly smirk spreading across his lovely face. "Come on, give it to him, give it to him... Give it to him."

Your body froze, and squirted from your cunt as you shouted. Geto flicked at your clit to help you get through your powerful orgams while humming contentedly. God, you were squirting so much, they might have to change your sheets later. When you eventually calmed down, Geto hummed, "Fuck." Before pulling at your butt plug, he gave your ass a kiss on the cheeks. As he carefully started to withdraw it out of you, he heard you hiss.

"Mama, do you have any lube?” Gojo enquired.

You stutter "I-in my top dr-drawer." Because of the intensity of your orgasm, you were unable to breathe.

"I'll get the lubricant and condoms," you say. As he backed away from you, Gojo said. While you wait for Gojo to return with the object, Geto whirls you around to face him and requests that you kiss him.

… 

With everything Geto spilled while working his fingers into your tight ass, your ass felt incredibly slimy. As you sobbed from the piercing pain of Geto's fingers within your ass, Gojo kissed your forehead. Geto muttered, putting his third and last finger into your ass, "Almost perfect."

You cried, putting your hands on Gojo's wrist and looking up at him, "Fuck, this is weird." You could feel Geto's fingers encircling your constricted, puckered hole.

“Toru, do you have your condom on?” Geto questioned as he gently kissed your ass and then withdrew his fingers. Geto kissed you right on the butthole then spun you around and planted you on his lap.

"You, yeah?" Gojo muttered as he approached from behind you and put his hand on your lower back.

"No, I'm still wearing my underwear. Would you mind putting it on for me?” If it weren't for the situation you were in, you would have been startled to hear him say that.

Gojo murmured, "Fine," then yanked off Geto's underwear, grabbed the condom, and rolled it down his length. As you saw everything, you couldn't help but wonder how he planned to squeeze that inside of you. Geto's cock begs to differ if you thought you would have had a problem with Gojo's cock. Your husband could never come close to their size. 

Even the largest dildo you owned couldn't compare to theirs in size. You must have been wearing a frightened look because Gojo could be heard laughing behind you. Gojo kissed your cheek and whispered, "Don't worry mama, they'll fit. First, let's get you on Geto's cock.”

You nodded, helping Geto's waist to be straddled with Gojo's help. Gojo grabbed his friend's cock, gave it a few pumps, and then used the tip of Geto's cock to tease your pussy. They saw you cocking your head back, enjoying the puff of your kissable lips. “God you're so fucking lovely,” Geto exclaimed as Gojo prepared his cock for your entrance.

Your pussy lips split as Gojo slowly sunk you down onto Geto's cock, taking his cock inch by inch, and you both groaned as he did so. “Shit,” Geto  moaned when you tipped your body forward and pressed even harder against his cock. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you urgently gasped for air as you tried to acclimatise to the intense heat and the thickness of his big cock. 

“Now that his cock is filling up your pussy. Time for me to fill up your ass.” Gojo pushed you on to Geto’s chest and grabbed your ass cheeks, spreading you wide open for him. He was nice enough to spit on your butthole before pressing the tip into your ass. 

You gasped in pain as Gojo rammed his massive cock into your ass. You sobbed and put your hands on Geto's shoulders, saying, "It hurts."

Gojo muttered, "Relax," and he watched as your adorable little butthole slowly wrapped his cock. You held onto him like a vice, sinking further into him, and he cursed beneath his breath. He eventually got far inside of you and he muttered, "Fuck, your ass is so tight," and pressed his face into the back of your neck.

You were pushed even further into Geto's solid body by Gojo’s hips, which were firmly compressed into your ass. You sobbed, biting into Geto's shoulder, "It hurts, pull it out." God, Gojo's cock was tearing you apart from the inside out. They were using their cocks to both rip and stretch you open.

Gojo kissed the flesh of your neck and mumbled, "No.” This was too much for you; it went beyond what you knew you were capable of handling. You did have a sex machine, and it caused your pussy to burn bright red. However, given how strongly they feel inside of you, you are unsure if you will even have a pussy or even an ass for the machine to use.

"We need to… shit,” Geto said in a low voice. "We have to move.” You felt Geto grab hold of your waist and pull you away from his body, which caused their cock to move a little inside of you and a hiss to escape your lips. “Don’t worry Y/N, we'll do the work. Just sit here and take our cocks ok?”

You wanted to tell them no, to get their cocks out of your holes, and to forget that you had given them permission to have sex with you. However, if you did, you would have to resume having sex alone. And that's not what you wanted. You didn't want to be without a real cock. I mean, they offered you their cocks, so why not accept it? After all, your husband won't engage in sexual activity with you, so why not? 

And if you were to be brutally honest with yourself, even if their cocks hurt, it felt much better than your toys. Additionally, the fact that they were attractive didn't help. Although young, they were attractive and maybe a little cocky.

You let out a long breath before opening your eyes to face Geto. "All right, but don't be too rough." 

"Your ass feels too nice, so I can't promise you that, but I'll try,” Gojo whispered as he threw his arms around the middle of your waist and gave you another kiss on the neck. “I'll make an effort to be gentle for you, mommy.”

"Don't call me tha- ngh," you moaned as you experienced Gojo pulling his cock out of you and then pushed back in. "Augh" you screamed once more, when Geto lifted your hips to pull his cock from you. And then, just as he was about to thrust back in, Gojo slid his cock out of you.

"Fuck, Y/N, your pussy is so tight," Geto groaned as he and Gojo began to develop a rhythm. Your tongue, that had saliva trickling from its pink tip, was protruding slightly from the corners of your mouth. When you feel their cock slide into you, plunge into your holes to the core, and grind their hips into your clit and ass. Your eyes started to roll to the back of your head as you struggled to catch the air that was being quickly drained from your lungs. 

Your legs' muscles started to spasm a lot; they stretched out your holes to such an extent that you were stunned. Every time they pushed into you, they plunged so deeply. It was a little too difficult to maintain your balance. Fortunately for you, they were clinging onto you for your own freaking life. “Mama, how do you feel?”  Gojo questioned as he drew his lips away from your neck to bite at your ear. “Do you enjoy the feeling of my cock into your ass?”

As you opened your eyes once again, burning tears burned inside of them. You cocked your head just enough to see Gojo's heated cheeks. He gazed at you and waited for you to respond, the tips of his ears glowing pink and that arrogant sneer flickering across his face.

You moaned through your words, "Funny, it feels weird, b-but so amazing," as you gazed into his gleaming eyes. 

He grinned and leaned his head slightly over your shoulders to kiss you on the lips. You sense him extending his hand from your waist to seize both of your arms and place them on your butt. He spoke into your mouth, "Spread those cheeks for me. I want to fuck you deeper, so spread them out.” You moaned and nodded your head and did as you were told. “Yes… fuck yes,” he groaned as he plunged deeper inside of you. 

Once a thumb touches your clit, your entire body tingles with electricity. You saw that Geto had taken one of his hands off your waist as you looked down. He was now staring up at you with his thumb pressed into your clit. I'll become envious if you ignore me, Y/n. He gave a smug grin and cocked his head back before turning to face you once more. "I'll make you squirt once more. Satoru, change places. I want to see her pussy in all its glory.”

Before you could even understand what he might have just stated, Gojo was already manhandling your body in his grasp. He quickly yanked your hands away from your behind and encircled himself with them. After that, he carefully raised you off Geto's cock while keeping his dick firmly lodged inside your ass. He turned his back to the headboard and just as you were going to remark that this position was too uncomfortable for you, he started to lightly bounce on his dick. " Don't worry mama, you're not ready to be fucked like this yet," he swiftly assures you, as he mumbles in your ear. “We can fuck you another time, in this position.”

He sat down on the bed after that. Your knee was caught in his clutches, and he stretched you wide open for Geto. You observed as the 22-year-old squeezed between your legs before pressing his cock at your entrance. He wasted no time in stuffing you to the gills with his cock. “Fuck,” you screamed and your arms flew up to wrap around his neck. 

“Don’t fucking move Satoru,” Geto warned as he pressed his thumb into your clit again and he began to rub tight circles while he fucking into you. “You’ll get to fuck her ass after I cum.” 

“Fine by me,” Gojo chuckled. Your body started to cramp up beneath him, your pussy squeezing as you creamed around his shaft, and another scream was wrenched from you. 

You screamed, "Slow down, slow down," your thighs even quivering as he delved deeper, but he didn't stop; instead, he went more quickly. The sound of his balls smacking against your wet pussy and the delicious yet masculine aroma of him drove your arousal. Your pussy continued to flood with your sticky, allowing him to slip deeper within your warm hole. He sighed and lowered his mouth to yours before ramming his tongue between your lips and giving you a sloppy kiss.

With each forceful, deep swallow, your body jolts. Your tits are bouncing as you slowly start to go temporarily blind; at this point, ecstasy has rendered your thoughts numb. Geto whispered, "Fuck, Y/N, are you going to squirt for me?” The bed creaked and slammed against the walls as he grunted and snapped his hips with brutal pace. He could feel the climax rapidly approaching because of the way you were squeezing and creaming even more around his cock.

Your eyes were tightly shut as your wrist and fingers clenched around his neck, and you exhaled, "I gonna..." He moans, pressing his thumb on your throbbing clit to push you toward an orgasm. 

In the euphoria of your climax, you yelled and completely lost sight. He continued to fuck you throughout your orgasm, never slowing down as he chased his. Geto groaned, "Ah, yes, keep going that way, I'm almost there." He captured your lips once again as you continued to squirt all over him. 

“Fuck I could cum in you,” Gojo moaned from below you as he watched as what was happening above him. Geto came hard too, and when he did, you could feel his cock jerking hard inside your warm cunt. He spilled his seed into the condom and groaned, "Fuck," within your mouth. Sincerely regret that he didn't choose to cum in your pussy. “Fuck,” he groaned as he pulled away from you lips and slowly pulled his cock out of you. He tapped your pussy twice then he said, “I’ll leave you to the mercy of Satoru.” He then left the room and went to the bathroom to set up things for a possible aftercare session. 

Just then you felt Gojo groped at your breast. “You didn't think that this was over, I didn’t get to cum.” 

“I don’t have much energy left,” you managed to breathe out. 

“Don’t worry mama, I’ll go slow.” 

Gojo once again succeeds in shifting into a sex spoon, just like previously. He pressed himself behind you and put one hip and one leg on the top of your back leg. Before beginning to slowly glide inside of you, he grabbed hold of your breasts and kissed your cheek. Within you, you were able to feel the entire length of his cock. The mushroom tip was striking the deepest regions of your body, and you could feel the veins in his cock. 

This position was too intimate, too hot for you to handle. This made Gojo’s fat cock fill up perfectly, and he was loving every second of it. You’ve felt this good having sex before. “Feels good right mama,” Gojo whispered as he squeezed your breast in his hand as he thrust inside you slowly and gently. 

Your flawless skin begins to break out in goosebumps, and the hairs on your arms begin to stand up as you moan into your burning arousal. Gojo is right there, his warm hand gripping your tits as he slowly pounds into your throbbing ass and rolls his hips in tight circles, making sure his cock hits every sensitive area there.

If only your spouse had handled you the same way he was handling you and the way Geto handled you in the past. You pant and cling to his forearms that were supporting you as the slow movement of his hips made your already moist empty throbbing pussy even drier.

You called out, "Satoru," as you grabbed his fingers on your breast. His fingers entwined with yours as he said, "I know you're close, mama. I can feel your ass squeezing my dick.” After giving you many kisses on the cheeks, he enquired, "Do you want me to play with you pussy? One final time for me, I can make you squirt.”

He didn't really give you a chance to respond since he had already started to rub slow circles around your clit, pushing back your hood and teasing it with his index finger while rubbing your nerve endings with his middle finger, making you burn and buck at him.

You cried out, "Toru, I'm close," and grabbed his fingers with your own as his hips began to move more quickly.

Mama, let it go. Let it all go," he grunted, gasping for air while working those delicious, soft thrusts inside of you.

The intensity of it all made you start crying as you drew nearer, but Gojo merely held you tighter and gave you a deeper fuck. His hips were swaying, making your panting more frantic and desperate. You started to buck into his grip while gasping, panting, and on the verge of unravelling.

Your lower regions clenched as your entire body arched into his cock, filling the room with the slick sound of your excitement. Your orgasm came on suddenly, like a tidal wave, and slammed you so strongly that you felt like bursting into tears and trembling in your thigh.

"That's it mama." Gojo quickened his pace and it wasn’t long before he knocked him over. He was groaning so loud as he emptied his cum inside the condom. “Fuck, so good.” As you both came down from your high, Gojo slowly pulled out of you. 

You rolled over to lay on your stomach and murmured, "Done?" You have done enough. They had taken away all your strength, so you had nothing more to give them. You simply wanted to go to bed right away. You just fucked your young neighbour, well they fucked you. And you’re married. But the deed is already done.

Well, screw it.

Gojo was massaging your back when he said, "Yeah, we just need to get you cleaned up."

“Too exhausted too,” and just like that, you were out cold.

"So Suguru, what do you say?" Gojo questioned as he observed Geto leaving the restroom.

"Fuck Mr. Sakamoto, I say," Geto declared as he approached the bed. "His wife is now ours. He is completely stupid. It must be a dumb excuse for him to ignore his wife."

Gojo remarked, looking over at his best friend, "Damn right she is. We'll take her if he doesn't want her."

Geto laughed and added, "Yep, so delighted we were caught staring through her window. Come, let's clean her up."

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TOJI FUSHIGURO. ꒱‎

passenger princess. ⋆ putting you to bed with no complaints. ⋆ he’s got that good fucking dick. ⋆ putting you in a mating press. ⋆ giving toji a sloppy bj. ⋆ using you as his fuck toy.

CHOSO KAMO. ꒱‎

he’s such a dumb puppy. ⋆ his favorite gamer girl. ⋆ bottoming out n cumming. ⋆ choso spooning you. ⋆ straddling his lap. ⋆ fucking you on his gaming table. ⋆ how he wakes you up.

NANAMI KENTO. ꒱‎

prettily sucking dick. ⋆ pathetically grinding on his boot. ⋆ nanami with a hidden oral fixation. ⋆ smacking your backside. ⋆ cowgirl ver of ‘you’re just a girl.’ ⋆ riding him in cute lingerie.

GOJO SATORU. ꒱‎

kinky shit with gojo. ⋆ going down on him. ⋆ fucking your holes. ⋆ reversed cowgirl. ⋆ doggy with the bear he got you. ⋆ bouncing on his dick. ⋆ delicious backshots. ⋆ fucking you in a maid costume.

GETO SUGURU. ꒱‎

satisfying ghostface with your tongue. ⋆ messy deepthroat. ⋆ fucking in his car. ⋆ gun kink. ⋆ he’s got you chained up. ⋆ such a squishy ass. ⋆ hitting it on them janky ass seats. ⋆ riding him.

masterlist || gojo satoru

“You cryin’?”

** - +18 content 

imagines

pretty eyes  part one  part two

that’s hot

pain in the ass

the one that got away + nanami kento

ends of the earth

pretty badass

are you alright?

ouch

welcome home **

hooked

stolen moments

untitled + nanami kento

home wrecker + megumi fushiguro

uncle kenny! + nanami kento

headcanons

cuddling with them

when he is away

types of kisses 

s/o turning into a child 

hugs from a fan 

caring for you 

crashing class 

after a mission 

if their siblings are evil 

tattoed s/o 

famous s/o 

caring for you 

intimidating yet sweet s/o 

relationship things **

when their significant other has an anxiety attack

motherly s/o

s/o with a cute snort

blind!little sister 

s/o with a big chest

the idiot trinity

chubby s/o

calling him dad

first boyfriend

announcing your pregnancy

s/o with scars

sweet but ‘scary’ s/o

“i cheated on you” prank

teaching them how to cook

when you’re kidnapped

protective and caring s/o

naoya flirting with you 

s/o with bed hair

babysitter!nanami + gojo satoru

AUs

daydreaming!reader masterlist

gojotwins!au masterlist

doting father

your first heartbreak

barriers

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