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dilf! Jake who's way too sweet on you while you're giving him head. He's got you on your knees, your tiny hands pressing against his thighs. The throb of his cock makes your jaw strain and your tongue rest under the weight of it. He's got both hands holding your jaw, stroking over your soft skin when you moan around the length of him.

"Doin' so good fr'me," he pants, throwing his head back, "Can tell - shit - daddy can tell you've been practicing" his jaw tightens when you swallow around him before pulling off.

The fat tip rests against your swollen lips as your press a kiss to it, running your fingers over the thick blue veins that run along the length of it.

"Uh uh, back down," Jake looks down at you, hands on your jaw guiding you back down to take him back into your mouth, gagging slightly when the tip hits the back of your throat. "good girl," Jake sighs from above you.

Drool spills from over your lips to coat what you can't take, dripping down his balls. Tears split your lashes, the thick of them fluttering against you soft cheeks when you take him to the hilt.

Jake holds you there, groaning through clenched teeth before he's spilling into your mouth, hot ropes of cum hitting the back of your throat with a hiss.

He pulls you off, letting you fall back to your haunches as you cough. Jake kneels down Infront of you, pulling you into a sloppy kiss. He moans at the taste of himself, stroking his hand over the soaked lips of your cunt, pulling your bottom lip between his teeth.

truth serum

🌙 starring. Choi Seungcheol x afab!Reader

🔮 preview. When you’d taken this job as a handler, it hadn’t been a babysitting gig. You’d signed on to work with Seungcheol because he was supposed to be one of the best agents… supposed to be. There’d been a time, three months ago, when he’d completed a job with flying colors. The two of you had celebrated at a hotel in Paris after the success, and after two bottles of champagne, you’d actually thought you were starting to get to know the guy. But whatever inklings of a gentleman you’d seen that night had disappeared soon after, and things have been up in the air ever since. His man whoring ways are at an all-time high, and his judgment has been questionable, to say the least. Now he’s gone and gotten himself captured, and you can’t help but fear the worst.

tw/cw. Seungcheol gets truth-serumed and a little beat up, unprotected sex, dirty talk, dominant Seungcheol, power dynamics, praise, one hint of degradation that’s quickly squashed, breast/nipple play, fingering, oral, foreplay in the kitchen, bdsm subthemes, spanking as a punishment, pain kink, multiple reader orgasms, creampie/fullness kink, etc… I pet names: (hers) honey. (his) angel eyes.

👹 rating.18+ explicit I wc. 6.6k

🍭 aus. Secret agent au, handler reader, coworker au, etc…

☀️ mlist + an. Thank you for being patient with me this month on my svt posting for June! My birthday is on the 25th and your smiley has been busy- so grateful I could get this out, even without a teaser post :) I don't know anything about actual secret agents, but this was a fun fanfic idea I had and I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I did :)

“I’m just going to go talk to her.”

You hate how nonchalant Seungcheol sounds, hate how easily he can be swayed by pretty women, even while out on jobs. It’s your responsibility to keep him in check, the little angel on his shoulder, and in his ear. “Don’t do it,” you warn him.

“Her husband’s the target, from what I’ve seen, she’s harmless,” the agent counters.

“How easily swayed you are by pretty women, and need I remind you this isn’t the first time you’ve let a person of interest’s wife become your focus.”

“Careful, Honey, for a moment there it sounded like you were jealous.”

You’re watching Seungcheol through the casino’s live footage, a stream you’d easily hacked for the operation at hand. He’s leaning against the bar, all suave in dress pants and a white button-up that he’s left open just enough to show his prominent chest-

“That’s your third drink,” you note, changing the topic, “don’t let it cloud your judgment, Angel Eyes.” 

“We both know I can hold my liquor,” Seungcheol insists, raising his glass and sending a wink toward the camera before he downs the Old Fashioned. “I’m just going to go talk to her, she could give good intel.”

You let out a deep sigh. Sometimes, being Seungcheol’s handler can be a pain in the ass. Does he ever listen to you? Not usually. Does he get the job done, though? Most of the time.

“Trust me,” Seungcheol says, voice lowering. “I’m not going to do what you think I’m going to do.”

You roll your eyes, leaning back in your chair while you scan the screens in front of you. “Seduce her James Bond style and compromise this entire thing?”

“Maybe only half of that.”

God, he’s such a womanizer, but with a face like his, and the perks that come with his job, he can afford to be. 

“If this goes sideways, don’t expect me to bail you out of it.” you warn him.

“Honey, bailing me out is your job.”

You hate it when Seungcheol goes out of your visuals, and entering a hotel room with a target’s wife was not on the itinerary tonight. For the first ten minutes, you’d sat anxiously, listening in on his smooth-talking, when the woman had suggested they take things to the bedroom, part of you had wondered if you should call this whole thing off and let Seungcheol do what he always does: fuck the hot wife and sort things out later.

But when you hear a male voice, and a startled, “Who is this?” from Seungcheol, you’re glad you’d stayed anxiously glued to your computer.

A faint, “Friend of my husband,” said in a nonchalant female tone, sets you off immediately, and you’re grabbing your phone to get backup support before you can even think. 

You try to take deep breaths while you listen to what sounds like a fight taking place on Seungcheol’s end, and suddenly, the wire goes dead. Now, there are no sounds, only the racing of your own heart and the blood rushing through you.

“What’s going on?” Your supervisor's voice makes you jump, and you turn to see Jeonghan standing there with Hansol, another handler. 

“Cheol made a move on his target’s wife, went back to her room, but the wife brought friends. The wire is dead.”

“Fuck,” Jeonghan groans, “This is the third time this has happened to him.”

“I tried reminding him of that,” you say, your voice raising with anxiety.

Hansol offers you a sympathetic hand on your shoulder. He takes care of an agent named Seungkwan, and while Seungkwan gets into his own messes, he’s not the type to go after married women in the middle of a job. 

Jeonghan’s leaning over your computer now, and he brings up the map tracker you have on Seungcheol. “I’m sending this location to another agent we have in the area,” he tells you, quickly taking the reigns of the fuck up that’s just happened.

“It’s Wonwoo, isn’t it?” you sigh. “It’s always Wonwoo cleaning up Seungcheol’s messes.”

“Yes, it’s Wonwoo,” Jeonghan admits. “We made sure he’d be in the wings tonight in case something like this happened.”

“God, this isn’t good-” you groan.

“No,” Jeonghan responds, “It’s not. After tonight I’ll have to have a serious talk with Seungcheol, and a serious talk with you about reassignment if we decide Seungcheol is a liability.”

Your heart lurches in your chest. 

When you’d taken this job as a handler, it hadn’t been a babysitting gig. You’d signed on to work with Seungcheol because he was supposed to be one of the best agents… supposed to be. There’d been a time, three months ago, when he’d completed a job with flying colors. The two of you had celebrated at a hotel in Paris after the success, and after two bottles of champagne, you’d actually thought you were starting to get to know the guy. But whatever inklings of a gentleman you’d seen that night had disappeared soon after, and things have been up in the air ever since. His man whoring ways are at an all-time high, and his judgment has been questionable, to say the least. Now he’s gone and gotten himself captured, and you can’t help but fear the worst.

After a harrowing two hours, you find yourself in the med section of the agency compound. Wonwoo is stationed outside of Seungcheol’s room, and he stands straighter as you approach. “Hey, Honey,” he says, using your codename even though there’s really no reason for it right now.

“Wonwoo- how is he?” You anxiously look toward the door Wonwoo is guarding with his body.

Although you’d been connected to the whole ‘rescue Seungcheol operation,’ you’re still buzzing with anxiety. It’s unexplainable, and definitely bordering on unacceptable given the line of work you’re in, but damn it, you can’t help but care for the man you handle every day.

“Jeonghan’s with him right now,” Wonwoo responds smoothly.

Your heart thunders even louder in your ribcage. Jeonghan had mentioned Seungcheol being a liability- is he getting fired right now?

Part of you aches to be with him, to defend his stupid behaviour- but you know it’s not your place, besides, what would you even say? You’d told Seungcheol not to go after the target’s wife, and he’d done it anyway, which shows a lack of regard for handler instructions.

Seungcheol has become a liability, and you hate that things have come to this.  

“What do you think is going to happen?” you ask.

Wonwoo shrugs. “That’s above my paygrade.”

He’s awfully stoic, even for a spy, and while it can be intriguing at times, right now, his deflections only frustrate you more.

You let out a sigh. “What if I asked you to guess what’s going to happen?”

Wonwoo looks at you for a moment. “I’d guess Seungcheol will be put on a break.”

“A break,” you repeat. “Like… a permanent one?”

The spy can only shrug again, a nonchalant motion that’s way too disinterested for your liking.

Jeonghan’s been trying to talk you into working as Wonwoo’s handler for a while now, and although you know Wonwoo would be much less of a hassle than Seungcheol, you can’t bare to tear yourself away from the spy whose messes you’ve been helping clean up for over a year. 

Despite Seungcheol’s massive ego, and his magnetic attraction toward trouble, there’s something about him that makes you want to care for him. Sure, he never listens, especially when you give him advice about women, but Seungcheol has a certain something about him- something that you won’t give up easily.

Before you can talk further with Wonwoo, the med room door opens and Jeonghan steps out. He lets out a deep sigh, crossing his arms over his chest.

You hold your breath, waiting for your boss to give you instructions.

“This is a shit show,” Jeonghan says finally. 

Neither you nor Wonwoo verbally agree with him, but brief eyecontact between the two of you makes it known what you’re both thinking.

Jeonghan addresses you next. “I’m guessing you want to go in there and talk to him.”

You can only nod.

“Look, it might not be the best idea, but fuck it.” Jeonghan uncrosses his arms, looking at you with a steady expression. “They gave Seungcheol some kind of truth serum. I don’t know how long it will be in effect, but I do know he’s vulnerable right now. I probably shouldn’t let you in there- but… I’m just going to walk down the hall to get a coffee, and if you happen to slip through the door then so be it. I didn’t see anything, and since Wonwoo is coming with me, he didn’t either.”

You stare in shock for a moment, unsure what to say. There’s nothing to be said, and when Jeonghan dispurses, Wonwoo is quick to follow.

You turn to the door, and after a deep breath, you slip inside the med room.

Seungcheol is lying in a hospital bed. His lip is battered and there’s a blossoming purple bruise around his left brow, but other than that, he looks remarkably well.

“Honey?” He sits up when you enter, eyes widening in shock.

“Cheol-” Your voice cracks as you take the seat next to the bed, and while part of you wants to reach for his hand, you hold yourself back.

“I’m sorry,” he says immediately, and those are two words you’ve never heard from him before. “You were right… about the wife.”

“That’s not important right now,” you sigh. 

“It is. You’re my handler, and I didn’t listen to you, and that was wrong. If I had listened, we wouldn’t have gotten into this mess.”

You study him. You know he’s vulnerable, Jeonghan said as much, and with a truth serum impeding his ability to lie or evade questions, you want to be careful- but you also want answers, answers that you can only truly get right now.

“Why’d you do it?” you ask finally. “This time, and all the other times. You always go after the women, and I thought it was because you found it easy- seduction is what you’re good at, but- I don’t understand how you don’t see how dangerous it is.” 

“Honey-”

“They’re thinking about reassigning me to Wonwoo, and before that happens, I just need to know why, Cheol. When you have the potential to be the best agent in this company, why are you always so ready to jump ship and fuck any rich married woman even though you know it will fuck everything up?”

“They can’t reassign you to Wonwoo!” Seungcheol sits up abruptly, and the heart rate monitor next to him beeps a sign of warning at his increasing pulse.

“They can do whatever they want, you should be worried about your own job. You don’t even listen to me as your handler half the time, maybe you should be with someone you actually respect.” 

“I respect you,” Seungcheol blurts out.

“It doesn’t feel like you do.”

“I do,” he insists. “I-” Seungcheol’s voice cracks. “I get with women to distract myself.”

“Distractions in this line of work can be fatal.”

“You think I don’t know that?” he snaps, making you go silent. “Maybe I have a death wish.”

“Cheol-”

“Stop calling me Cheol.”

“Stop calling me Honey.”

“No.”

You glare at him, anger bubbling and inspiring you to dive deeper into your questioning, despite the fact that you know this isn’t a morally good idea. “Why do you need a distraction?”

“Because you’re a distraction. Your voice in my ear- it distracts me.”

“Maybe reassignment is a good idea.”

“You’re not being reassigned.” Seungcheol’s voice is practically a growl, and you’ve never seen this side of him.

“Why not?”

His expression breaks. “Because I need you.”

“You clearly don’t.”

“I do,” he insists. “I know I’m not good at showing it- but I do, I need you.”

 “Cheol-”

“Honey.”

“Tell me why.”

“Because-” Seungcheol lets out a sigh, and he punches at the hospital bed. “Look, I’m scared, okay? Is that what you wanted to hear?”

“Scared of what?”

“Of falling for you.”

“Huh?” Now you’re confused. You’re staring at this lady killer agent, the sexiest man you’ve ever met, and you can’t believe the words coming out of his mouth. “But- all the women you go after-”

“Distractions from you, from the voice in my head.” Seungcheol swallows thickly. “That night in Paris…”

Your heart lurches in your chest, and you hold your breath for the next words about to leave him.

“That night- fuck, I’ve never met someone like you before. I’ve never felt-” he bites at his lip, and you wince, knowing it must hurt to put pressure on the wound there. “I got with those other women to try to convince myself that I didn’t need you. I didn’t need your guidance, I didn’t need your care, I didn’t need you- but… I do need you.” Seungcheol meets your gaze. “I’ve needed you more than I’ve ever needed anyone, and it scares me.”

Aside from the heart rate monitor beeping through the room, you swear you could hear a pin drop as you stare at Seungcheol, trying to register everything he’s just said.

“I-”

“It’s my turn to ask a question now,” Seungcheol says. “How do you feel about me?” 

“I think…” You swallow thickly. “I never understood why I stayed working with you after everything, but… maybe I understand now. Maybe I need you too.”

“Maybe?” Seungcheol flashes you a sexy smirk, and it makes you look away, hating how he makes you feel, hating how inappropriate this whole thing is.

“I’m definitely going to have to be reassigned now,” you tell him.

“What? Why?”

“You know why. This,” you point between the two of you, “this has been the liability the whole time. We’re the liability, Cheol.”

He sits and thinks about it for a moment. “Oh.”

“Yeah, oh.” You let out a laugh. 

“Just… don’t work with Wonwoo, okay?”

“Why not?” You can’t help but laugh at the request.

“Because I think he’s into you.”

“Wouldn’t be the first,” you tease, standing up so you can sit on the bed, wanting to be closer to Seungcheol. “Besides,” you pinch at his chin, inspecting the wounds on his face, “Wonwoo might actually listen to me.”

“Honey,” Seungcheol slaps your hand away, instead grabbing at the back of your neck to bring your lips dangerously close to his, “don’t test me right now.” 

“Or what?”

He lets out a shaky breath, his gaze dipping down to your lips. “Jeonghan’s putting me on a two-week mental health break or some shit, this isn’t even a question of ‘or what’ anymore. While I’m on leave, I’m going to fuck you stupid. I’m going to make it so you can’t even leave the fucking bed. I’m going to show you that I’m not the kind of man who receives instructions, I give them. Think you can handle it?”

God, your core is throbbing from his words alone, and you can’t muster up any for yourself. You can only nod, staring at the beautiful, bruised, stubborn man in front of you.

“You should get out of here before I bend you over this fucking bed and get us both fired.” Seungcheol releases you, leaning back to put distance between your lips. 

“Do you think you’ll be released tonight?” you ask, voice quiet.

“Are you that eager to see what I’m made of, honey?” Seungcheol lets out a laugh.

“Maybe.”

“Yes, I think I’ll be out of here soon, after this stupid serum wears off. You know, this whole interrogating me while I’m vulnerable thing isn’t going to go unpunished.”

“I hope you do your worst,” you challenge him.

The agent scoffs, shaking his head. “You’re trouble.”

“Hypocrite,” you grin, standing and heading to the door. “Call me when you’re out, then you can take me home.”

You’re waiting by Seungcheol’s car in the parking garage when he comes out of the elevator. He’s dressed in black dress pants and the same white button-up he’d been wearing hours earlier. The collar is speckled with blood, the buttons undone to reveal his broad chest- his suit jacket is held in a fist, and he’s never looked sexier.

He doesn’t say anything as he approaches, closing the distance between the two of you. His hand finds your cheek, and his eyes stare into your own, your lips only inches apart. Then, he’s kissing you for the first time, a desperate, needy kiss that sets your entire body on fire.

You wrap your arms around the back of his neck, pressing your chest flush to his own. Your mouth opens instinctively, accepting the tongue that strokes by your teeth.

Seungcheol’s hand moves down to your ass, and he squeezes you roughly, pushing you back against the black jeep wrangler he’s been driving recently. The motion has you moaning against his lips, and Seungcheol breaks the kiss with a grin. His forehead rests against your own, and you both struggle to catch your breath.

“Been wanting to do that for a long time,” he tells you.

“Me too,” you admit, swallowing thickly. “So… your place?”

“My place,” he confirms, reaching behind you to open the door to his car. He grabs your hand to help you up into the tanked-out jeep, then gently shuts the door behind you.

Your heart is racing. You can’t believe you’re actually doing this. 

A couple of hours ago, you’d feared the worst, and now, you desperately need good, dirty, wet sex with Seungcheol to take your mind off the anxiety that’s still coursing through you.

“So,” you clear your throat as he pulls out of the parking garage, “did you talk to Jeonghan?”

Seungcheol laughs, reaching to hold your hand while he drives. “Yes, I talked to Jeonghan.”

“Did you mention me?”

“I mentioned you a lot. Mentioned you the first time he came in to talk. He asked the same kinds of questions you did, turns out you’re the only one who was completely oblivious to the way I felt about you.”

“Well… I mean… you’re the agent, not me. Figuring out secrets is your job, I just do handler stuff.” Your skin heats at the idea that others saw his affection for you, but you’d been so blind.

“He agrees that this thing between us, whatever it is, it’s the liability, not either of us alone. He’s putting me on rest, like I said, and when you’re up for it, he’d like to reassign you to some new hire, this wizz kid named Dino or something.”

Although you know reassignment is the best thing in this situation, it doesn’t make it hurt any less. Can you really trust someone else to be Seungcheol’s handler? God, you’re feeling downright territorial of this man already-

“Yeah, I’m not too happy about it either,” Seungcheol sighs, rubbing his thumb along your hand. “Some new kid getting you in his ear- he better not fall in love with you.”

“Did you fall in love with me?” you ask.

“Truth serum has worn off, honey,” Seungcheol grins, grinning and bringing your hand to his lips. “But yes, as cliche and stupid as it sounds, I did. And don’t worry, you don’t have to say it back, I know you were all hot and bothered by me too.”

You scoff loudly.

“What was it you said earlier? I ‘find seduction easy’? Don’t pretend we’re not in the same boat here, honey.” 

“God, I hate you.” You try to tear your hand away from him but he’s unrelenting.

“Liar. You love me. Love me so much you’re going to let me rearrange your guts.”

“Don’t be so vulgar,” you chastise him.

Seungcheol casts you a sideways glance. “You’re not my handler anymore, you don’t get to tell me what to do.”

Your pussy throbs at his words. The dynamic between the two of you has always been a push-pull. You were supposed to be the one giving orders, but it never felt… correct. You’d bet your life that soon, when Seungcheol has you pressed to his bed, whispering all sorts of dirty commands in your ear- well, you have no doubts that will feel more natural. 

“As dominant as you like to pretend you are as a handler, I think we both know you’d rather be the submissive,” Seungcheol points out. “I can’t wait to see how good you’ll be for me.”

“Cheol-”

“Look at you, honey, a little dirty talk and you’re already a blabbering mess. Can’t find the words, can you?”

“Fuck.”

“You’re adorable,” he grins, shaking his head a little. “You’ll be good for me, I know you will be.”

You’re kissing Cheol the moment you get into his penthouse- or… is he kissing you? It’s hard to tell who moved first, all you know is that one thing leads to another and suddenly he’s hoisting you onto a kitchen counter, his hands already unbuttoning your pants.

You break your heated kiss to take a breath, looking up at the ceiling while he quickly attaches his lips to your neck. “Cheol- this is going a bit fast.”

“Is it?” He tugs your pants down, grinning against your throat. “Do you want me to slow down?”

His thumb finds your clit through your panties and you let out a whimper, clinging onto his strong shoulders.

You can’t even think right now, especially not when he begins to draw small circles against your sensitive bud, pulling away from you so he can watch your face. You open your eyes to look at him, loving the intensity in his expression.

“Tell me to slow down,” he says.

You take a breath, trying to process his words. They’d sounded like a command, so, begrudgingly, you whisper, “Slow down.”

“Too bad, I don’t listen to what you tell me to do, remember?” 

He’s such a shit-

A shit that gets onto his knees to immediately burry his face between your thighs, tugging your panties to the side roughly so his tongue can make direct contact with your already throbbing pussy.

“Fuck, Cheol-” you whimper loudly, threading your fingers through his silky dark hair, your legs already shaking around his head.

“Been thinking about what you’d taste like,” Seungcheol muses, pressing a sloppy kiss to your inner thigh. “Knew your pussy would be perfect for me.”

God, his words are getting to you, your mind completely blank of a comeback as Seungcheol dives back into his task, his lips wrapping harshly around your clit.

All you can do is gasp and whine for him, writhing on his kitchen counter while he works you closer and closer to an orgasm with his tongue alone.

When he pulls away to drag two fingers up your slit, your body tenses in anticipation.

“Relax,” Seungcheol chuckles, looking up at you with that handsome grin of his, “It’s only me, honey. You’re comfortable with me…” he pushes his digits into your core, cocking a brow, “right?”

“Yes, fuck-”

“Yes, what?” He crooks his fingers, hitting your gspot and making you cry out.

“Yes, I’m comfortable with you!” you belt out, falling back onto the table so you don’t have to hold yourself up anymore. You want to feel everything he’s giving you- want him to have your full focus.

“Good girl. I think you deserve a reward for admitting that, don’t you?” 

You can feel Seungcheol’s breath on your clit while he pumps his fingers, abusing the sweet spot that already has you close to the edge.

“Yeah, yes- I deserve a reward-”

Seungcheol pulls away abruptly, landing a slap to your pussy that has you squealing, your thighs closing around his hand. Your eyes snap open and you stare at him in shock.

“That sounded like a command, honey,” Seungcheol says, prying your legs apart. “Thought we agreed I’d be in charge tonight, and you know I hate being told what to do.”

“I-” you swallow thickly. “Please? Please let me cum?”

“Let you cum?” he taunts, thumb finding your clit but not applying nearly enough pressure.

“Please… make me cum?” you suggest, wanting - more than anything - to say the right thing for him.

“Because you asked so nicely.” Seungcheol flashes you a wink, and then his fingers are slipping into your wet core again, picking up where he left off. His lips return to your clit, which is practically buzzing from the slap, and before you even know it, he has you at the edge.

“Please make me cum,” you whimper desperately. “Fuck, I’m so close- please make me cum, I’ve tried to be a good girl for you- please-”

He hums a sound of confirmation, and the buzzing vibration on your clit is enough to get you there. Your pussy clamps down hard on his fingers, your back arching as waves of pleasure surge through you. Your toes curl against his broad shoulders, sounds leaving you uncensored as you fill his apartment with cries of relief.

You’re throbbing, your pussy practically dripping at this point, but Seungcheol doesn’t let up. Even when you tug on his hair to try to pull him away, he refuses to move. He finger fucks you and sucks on your clit, ignoring the way your thighs close around him, working you through your high all the way until the end.

Seungcheol finally relents when your pussy stops contracting around him, and you let out a massive sigh when he pulls away. You can feel his eyes on you, but you can’t bring yourself to look at him yet, not when you’re still feeling the aftershocks of such an intense orgasm.

You feel him begin to unbutton your shirt and his lips find the swell of your breasts as soon as it’s open. He’s soft in his kisses, gentle, tender even. “Have you come back down to earth yet, honey?” he asks, nuzzling up to your throat.

“Yeah- that was just, really good,” you let out a small laugh, threading your fingers through his hair to keep him tucked to your chest.

“That was just the appetizer, you still haven’t had the main course.”

“God, you’re so-”

“So what?” he teases. “Handsome? Charming? Lovable?”

“Sure of yourself,” you breathe.

“Let me show you something,” he prompts, reaching for your hand. He pulls away from your chest to stand up straight again, guiding your fingers to the front of his pants. His cock is straining against the fabric, and you open your eyes to see Seungcheol grinning when you gasp at how large he is. “When a man has a cock like mine, he can afford to be sure of himself.”

You shiver at his words, and it makes Seungcheol laugh. “Come on, let me take you to bed.”

He hauls you up before throwing you over his shoulder, landing a gentle spank on your ass. 

“Remember when I told you I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t even be able to leave the bed?” Seungcheol prompts as he tosses you onto the mattress. “You better get comfy, honey.”

“I think…” you feel your daring side beginning to surface, eyes dipping to watch Seungcheol’s skilled fingers unbuttoning his dress shirt, “I think I also remember something about you telling me my truth serum interrogation wouldn’t go unpunished.”

The agent pauses, a huge grin spreading across his face. “You’re cute, honey.”

“Yeah?” You reach behind your body, undoing the clasp of your bra and letting it slip to the wayside. “How so?”

Seungcheol’s pupils dilate, his eyes becoming dark, lustful pools. 

He doesn’t bother to answer your question, shrugging his shirt off before leaning over you, his hands pressing into the bed to box you in while his lips find yours. It’s a needy kiss, his tongue gliding out to meet your own, but you don’t mind at all.

You cup his face, moaning against him, fingers teasing over his strong shoulders.

Seungcheol is built, even for an agent. Certain men who work with you have leaner physiques, and Seungcheol is not one of them. He’s all big and broad, with lines of muscle that you could trace for hours if given the chance.

His lips begin to trail down to your throat, and you let out a whimper of anticipation when his breath fans across your pebbled nipples.

However, when he gets to your breasts, Seungcheol avoids sucking on the most sensitive spots. He looks up at you, grinning. “I think it’s time for that punishment now.”

“Yeah?” You can’t help the excitement that bubbles through you.

“I want you on your knees, ass up, and take off your panties while you’re at it.”

You know what’s coming when you follow through with the command. The cool air in the room feels nice on your newly exposed, hot core, and you make a show of everything, arching your back.

You can hear Seungcheol let out a deep breath, his hands ghosting over your ass.

“If this hurts too much, let me know.”

“Do your worst,” you counter, wiggling your hips and resting your face against the bed sheets, exhaling deeply in preparation.

You expect a harsh smack, but instead, Seungcheol presses a soft kiss to your right cheek. “I’m punishing you because you took advantage, you know that, right?”

“Uh huh, part of me knew I was being bad interrogating you while you were truth-serumed, but part of me needed to know what your answers would be.”

“Between us, I’m glad you asked the questions you did, or you might not be in my bed right now.”

“I’m glad too,” you confess. “Now, come on Angel Eyes, punish me.”

“I love a woman who takes what she deserves with grace.”

“After this, I deserve your cock.”

“Do you now?” Seungcheol lets out an amused chuckle, grabbing your ass with both hands and squeezing. 

“Maybe you deserve my pussy,” you muse thoughtfully.

“Now that’s something I can definitely get behind,” he agrees. “Count these out for me, honey, I’ll give you ten.”

The first smack makes you recoil in surprise, the sound flooding your senses before the sharp pain that blossoms across your skin.

“One,” you announce, balling your hands into the bed sheets.

“How did that feel?” he asks, gently smoothing his palm across the still-burning flesh.

“Good.”

The next hit is a little harder and it makes you whimper,  but you do your best to stay steady, unmoving, ready to take what you deserve. “Two.”

Three and four come on your other cheek, and you’re thankful for the reprieve, but smack number five returns to the first side he’d battered, and it stings even more now. However, it’s a pleasantly hot sensation, and your core throbs knowing you’re halfway through your punishment, all the more close to your reward.

“You look like you’re enjoying this too much,” Seungcheol muses, groping your ass again, squeezing hard enough to hurt.

“Maybe I am,” you tell him, looking over your shoulder at the agent. 

He grins down at you, lifting a hand- your body flinches involuntarily, and Seungcheol’s smile widens. “Getting sensitive already, huh?”

“Yes,” you admit.

The next slap lands on your pussy, something you hadn’t been expecting, and a squeal of delight erupts out of you at the sensation on your clit.

“You liked that, didn’t you?” Seungcheol asks.

“Uh huh,” you nod, clenching the bed sheets even tighter.

“How's your clit feeling after one orgasm?” he prompts, thumb finding the sensitive bud and rubbing it in small circles.

“Feels so good,” you whimper.

“You’re practically dripping, honey, didn’t take you for a pain slut.”

“Be nice,” you chastise him.

“Oh?” 

Another smack lands on your ass and you dutifully call out “Six.” 

“You don’t like being called a little pain slut?” he asks.

“No,” you shake your head. “Please call me nice things.”

“Okay, honey, I can do that,” he concedes, and the next spank isn’t as hard as the last. “You’re being so good for me. We’re almost done.”

“Can’t wait for you to fuck me, I’ve been waiting so long-”

“We’ll get there,” Seungcheol promises, leaning down to press a kiss to your lower back. When he pulls away, number “Eight” comes quickly thereafter.

Your skin is buzzing with anticipation now, and you’re nearly writhing against the bed, but you do your best to be as still as possible while Seungcheol completes this punishment focused foreplay.

After smack number nine, you hear Seungcheol undo his belt, and it takes everything inside of you not to turn around and get a good look at his cock.

He smacks his length gently against your ass, and you let out a small, “Ten?”

He laughs. “No, honey, this is ten.”

The sound of the slap echoes through his room, the hardest of them all so far, and you release a strangled cry, your ass on fire from where he’d hit you.

“That was the pain, now here’s the pleasure.” He rubs his cock through your wet folds, and slips the tip inside, stretching you out wonderfully. The sensation distracts from your sore bum, and your whimper becomes a moan as he drives deeper and deeper into you. “Tell me you like it.”

“I love it,” you blurt, already pushing back toward him in an effort to feel everything.

You’re not sure how big he is, only that he’s bigger than anyone you’ve ever been with, but after the tension of your punishment, and the orgasm before that, your pussy greedily swallows up everything he has to give until he’s flush to your still stinging ass.

“Fuck,” Seungcheol cusses, gently grabbing at your hips. “How’s that feel?”

“I feel so full,” you tell him, pussy fluttering around his cock.

“I’ll make you feel fuller,” he promises.

“Yeah?”

“You’re on birth control?”

“Uh huh.”

“Then I’ll definitely fill you up, mark this pussy as all mine, are you okay with that?”

“More than okay with it,” you moan. 

“That’s my good girl,” Seungcheol praises you, beginning to thrust.

“Fuck-” you whimper, loving the feeling of his cock dragging along your inner walls. 

Your eyes are closed, your focus entirely on Seungcheol as he starts to fuck you, rougher and rougher until his balls are slapping against your clit with each motion.

“Your pussy feels so good,” he tells you, grip tightening on your hips. “It’s like you were made for me, honey.”

The idea causes a visceral reaction, your entire body thrumming with pleasure. You can only moan in response, beginning to move back so you can meet each one of his thrusts.

“And this ass-” One of Seungcheol’s hands moves to cup your sensitive flesh, making you groan even louder. “Fucking perfect. Rub your clit for me, want you to cum again.”

Your hand is shaky as you bring it between your legs, finding your sensitive clit. Your core clenches desperately around Seungcheol and he lets out a deep moan of appreciation.

“That’s my good girl, being so good for me. So good at taking orders.”

You can’t help but let out a small laugh. It’s as if things were always meant to be this way, you were meant to let him be in control, not the other way around. This feels so much more natural than you telling him what to do ever did.

“Don’t laugh,” Seungcheol chastises you, fucking you even harder. “I’m trying to be nice to you, like you wanted.”

“I just-” you groan when his cock slams into your gspot. “It was never supposed to be me telling you what to do.”

“I’m glad we agree on something,” Seungcheol muses, his motions slowing ever so slightly. “Fuck this, I want to see you.”

He pulls out of your pussy, flipping you onto your back. The contact of the bed against your ass makes you groan, but the sight of Seungcheol’s perfect body looming over you has you distracted less than a moment later.

His cock is big… cut, curving slightly to the left, with a prominent vein that you want to trace with your tongue-

He presses the head of his length to your pussy, easing himself into you while he positions you in missionary. When he’s fully inside of you again, he meets your gaze, then he looks down at your lips.

“You’re so pretty like this,” he whispers before pressing his mouth to yours.

You grab at his strong shoulders, getting lost in the kiss as he begins to fuck you again, the whole bed shaking with the power of his thrusts.

You’ve never made sounds like this in bed before. You’re moaning like a whore, but Seungcheol eats up every whimper, his tongue gliding against your own.

Your fingers thread through his hair, keeping him close as he fucks you closer and closer to the edge.

The agent pulls away, breathing heavily. “I can feel you clenching, honey, gonna cum again?”

“Gonna cum on your big cock,” you tell him.

“Yeah?”

One of his hands slips between your bodies, fingers applying pressure to your clit.

You whimper loudly, back arching off the bed. Seungcheol takes the opportunity to finally draw your nipple into his mouth, his teeth grazing over the sensitive bud.

You gasp, body on fire from all the wonderful sensations. “I’m so close-” you tell him.

“Then cum for me,” he murmurs, rubbing your clit even harder. “Cum on my cock.”

It only takes a few more seconds for you to follow through with his command, the cord snapping in your stomach as your release takes over. Your pussy clamps down on Seungcheol, and when he lets out a groan, you know your body is milking him for every drop of cum that he has.

His thrusts have become sloppier, more erratic, deeper- and each one has him kissing your cervix, which is a delightful feeling. 

You hold him to your breast through your high, and he diligently sucks on your nipple, fucking you until he can’t fuck you anymore.

Finally, Seungcheol slumps down against you, applying some of his weight over you like a weighted blanket.

He’s panting hard against your breasts, cheek pressed to the center of your chest.

“Your heart is going wild, honey,” he muses after a moment.

All you can do is laugh, unable to find the words just yet after the power of your release.

Instead, you stroke his hair, and Seungcheol lets out a murmured moan, nuzzling closer to you. “I do love you, you know.”

“I know.”

He chuckles. “You aren’t going to say it back?”

“Take me on a date first,” you tease.

“Tomorrow, if you can still walk, I’ll take you out.”

“You promise?”

“I promise.” He presses a kiss to your sternum. “If you can’t walk, I’ll bring the date to you.”

“How romantic,” you say sarcastically.

“Don’t start with me, honey,” he warns.

“I’m not starting anything,” you defend yourself with a giggle.

He looks up at you, eyes sparkling. “Sure you’re not.”

You lean down to kiss him gently, loving how domestic this whole thing has turned. But of course, ever the sex fiend, Seungcheol quickly ruins it. “Give me ten minutes and I’ll fuck you again.”

You can’t help but shake your head. “You promise?”

“If you’re going to talk back like this, make it five.”

He’s such a fuck, but you kind of love him.

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“Hey, big guy,” you grin as you enter the apartment, eyes finding Seungcheol sitting on the living room couch. “How was your day?”

He pauses his show to look at you, flashing a tired smile. “It was okay.”

“Yikes,” you immediately go to join him on the couch, cuddling up to his side. “The new handler still being a bit of a dick?”

“Joshua was hand-picked by Jeonghan, it’s not like I can do anything about it,” Seungcheol sighs. “How about you, still enjoying the wizz kid?”

“Dino’s a good one,” you insist. “He follows instruction very well.”

Seungcheol scoffs, rolling his eyes. 

“You still jealous that I’m in his ear and not yours?” you tease, poking your boyfriend’s chest.

“Don’t go there, honey,” he warns.

“Come on- it could be fun. I think having someone who listens well has built my confidence… you know, we could try it out a little, if you want.”

“You want me to be submissive?” Seungcheol’s brows raise in a sort of shocked amusement. “Not a chance in hell.”

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JUJUT5U K4IS3N IC0N5 !? 今シーズンの最高のアニメははは、エピソードが恋しいです！

mina yes omfg werewolf!toji mating press 👀

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he had been so kind to show you the path to the village when the fog had grown heavier and you could no longer see an inch from your nose.

only to end up completely lost in that forest surrounded by fierce beasts, lying on your red cape with legs wide open, eyes rolled back and mouth open in spasms.

now, that he's panting on top of you and his big hands are on either side of your head as he holds you pressed against the ground and plunges his cock deep into your cunt, he doesn't seem very kind anymore.

he snaps when you press your hands against his chest to push him off, "slow down please .... he's to-too big" you mumble sobbing.

werewolf!toji painfully grabs your tiny wrists pressing your hands above your head, "I've waited so long mh I can't control myself now, shit" he murmurs licking a strip of your tender neck sending shivers down your spine. He sucks and bites leaving purple marks down your neck to your soft breasts.

the way your eyes roll back as he angles and sinks deeper into your tight hole makes his cock throb and sink its claws into the fat of your thigh, "so fucking messy" he growls watching as his girth spreads your slobbery cunt and his cock comes out coated in white cream every time he pulls back.

it sends him over the edge the way you tighten your thighs around his ass and arch your back as the thick head of his cock presses against your cervix. "I'm gonna fill you so good," growls balls deep as your pussy flutters around him, "...so much ... fuck."

werewolf!toji lets go of your wrists only to grab you behind the knees and press your thighs to your chest while rolling his hips to catch desperately your puffy clit.

"let me cum ... so close ... please," you sob. He winces at your needy pleas rubbing more roughly against your hard nub making your body shake and escape a squeak from your lips.

his body is so heavy on top of yours that you find it hard to struggle as he fucks in your warm cunt slamming into your clit making you gush over him, "you're so good ... so tight," he babbles with a smirk on his lips fucking you even harder.

your teary eyes make him moan as he sinks into your sensitive cunt. Your hips arch under a rougher thrust and your mouth snaps open as you cum around his thick girth.

your vulnerable cunt spasms and clenches around his cock, swallowing every inch of him making a mess. Your cum slides over your ass and onto his thick balls as he continues to pound incessantly, "so greedy mh" he growls giggling.

"you will take all my cum yeah? Like a good girl, mh?" he moans sloppily thrusting his hips against yours.

your lower lip is trapped between your teeth as werewolf!toji empties his load into your twitching cunt, cooing with each fierce thrust trapping you under his mighty body and kissing you sloppily.

teeth clash as tongues slide over each other. your belly swells as he finishes cumming and lifts off you, pulling his thick cock out with a pop watching as your slit throbs around nothing and his cum slides out of you.

werewolf!toji licks his lips at the sight of you, messy and stuffed full of him — when you try to awkwardly lift yourself up and put your red cape back on — when you stand with trembling legs and his cum drips down your legs — when you curl your lips and greet him with a "see you tomorrow" waving your hand, picking up your way home.

finally, werewolf!toji no longer has to dream, your soft breedable cunt belongs to him.

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𝐥𝐞𝐭’𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 ▸ Sukuna notices that Toji, your neighbor, has his eyes on you. So Sukuna fucks you up against the window while Toji watches. You thought that would be the end of it until Sukuna and Toji decide to have a competition.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ▸ 4.2k

𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠/𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ▸ dark nsfw, drug lord!sukuna, muderer for hire!toji, degradation/praise, window sex, voyeurism, dacryphilia, anal, toy, cream pie, breeding, 69ing with sukuna on top, face fucking, aftercare, soft sukuna makes an appearance, cock drunk, making you cum during aftercare as a part of aftercare

Part one | part two - upcoming, in which toji is going to have his turn with you

Your tits and face are pressed against the glass. While your lower back is arched, with one of Sukuna’s large hands resting there. While his other hand is on your hip. As he roughly fucks himself into you from behind, his heavy balls hitting your clit and his hips smacking yours.

Your neighbor, the dad of the little boy, Megumi, you babysit, which by extension is your boss. Is standing in his bedroom with his fist around his cock jerking and a smirk on his lips. As he watches you take a hard and quick fucking.

Sukuna leans down moves his hand from your back to grab our throat. As says, “You look so fucking hot for me pressed up against this window like a fucking slut. You like seeing Toji fist his cock while I stuff my tight little pussy?” You don’t know how your going to face Toji later on when you go to pick up Megumi. But at the moment you can’t find it in you to say your safe word.

Sukuna roughly spanks your ass as he hits your cervix. He sneers, “Cock hungry whore talking about another dick while I have mine still stuffed into,” He slips his cock out and slaps your pussy before he pushes himself back into your wet heat, "my pussy."

Toji could tell by the way Sukuna pulled his arm back and the pain on your face that he must have spanked your pussy. The angle at which he hit your ass cheeks had been different until now.

Toji could tell by the way Sukuna pulled his arm back and the pain on your face that he must have spanked your pussy. The angle at which he hit your ass cheeks had been different until now.

He did not know why the tattooed and pink-haired dealer you had for a boyfriend to fuck you with the curtains was still open. But now Toji can see why Sukuna is loyal to you. Toji found out when Sukuna when Toji had gotten to know Sukuna better than he intended after his mission collided with Sukuna's business a year ago.

The way you were taking Sukuna's rough fucking while shamelessly eying him up while he stroked himself in full view of both of you. Well before Sukuna turned your face sideways and pressed your sweet tits up to the glass. So Toji could get a better look at your nipples.

It has Toji more excited than over for you to come over in a couple hours. So Toji can pay you before he goes off to work. You could barely look him in the eyes beforehand, so shy and easily flustered despite your brashness when you got horny.

Is this the effect that Sukuna had on you? Is this why a rich girl who lives off their parent's money is fooling around with a drug lord? While occasionally making fuck me eyes at your neighbor who anyone with sight could tell is dangerous.

Maybe he could convince Sukuna to share?

You whimper, “You know I love your fat cock, that’s why I can’t stop cumming on it. Why I'll let you do anything you want to me. It doesn't matter as long as I get your fat cock in one of my greedy holes.” Sukuna let you off the window as he says,

Toji places a large hand on the glass of his balcony door. Just as Sukuna pulls you up by your throat till your back meets his chest. As he grabs one of your legs and lifts it up. And right away you lift and hold up the other, giving Toji a full view of your pussy, getting split open by Sukuna's pierced and tattooed dick.

Sukuna's cock kisses the back of your pussy. You softly whimper, "Sukuna, what has gotten into you?" And he is wondering the same thing. He had also gotten a little jealous of other men flirting with you or staring at you for too long. But his pride won't let him think you would leave him.

No, it's just a matter of letting other guys know they won't see you the way he does. Yet here he is, showing you off the closest thing he could call to having a best friend other than you. Which had started over a shared interest.

Toji wants to protect Megumi and Sukuna wants to keep you safe. They started working alongside each other to ensure that happened. This meant at least one of them was in town should anything happen. And since you had Megumi, if Toji wasn't home, that meant the two of you were always close by, making it easier to check up on both of you.

Sukuna smirks, "Just showing you off. It doesn't matter who touches you or what dick stretches your pussy open. None of them will feel as good as me, will make you scream and cream the way I do." The idea of the two of them competing has you gushing around Sukuna's sensitive cock. As Sukuna steps forward and he lets your squirt hit the window.

Toji's eyes widen as he let out a few curses louder than he meant to. Since Sukuna had gotten your pretty pussy to gush, even making sure some of it got on the glass. Just so Toji could fully get the point.

Toji repays in kind, stepping forward as his cum hits the glass. And in his post-nut haze, all he can think about is having a turn between your legs. It wouldn't help that in a few hours he would get to see you walk away with his son on his hip.

Sukuna turns around and bends down, laying you on the bed softly. As Toji smirks at the few glimpses of softness, he sees from the drug lord whose known for nothing else but.

Toji could see why Sukuna adores you so much. Since he has lived next to you, and you've been taking care of Megumi, Toji does to.

Sukuna softly smiles as you close your legs. He grabs his still hard cock and strokes it, the wet slick sounds of his fist gliding because of your pussy having drenched him.

The more he thinks about it, the more he wants to compete with his neighbor and newfound friend. So Sukuna says, "Need to make sure I stuff you full of my cum. So when you go get Megumi you can show Toji your cum soaked pussy before you leave. I'm going to ask him to see if you do, so be a good girl and make sure he gets a good look, won't you?" He can see your pussy clench at the thought, you want Toji, he couldn't deny you that. And he knows his friend would keep you safe as well.

Sukuna gets on his knees between your legs, slipping one over his shoulder. As he presses a soft kiss to the inside of your thigh before he roughly bites down. You jerk your hips and whine, "I want him to tell me I have a pretty cum soaked pussy. Please, Kuna, my pussy needs more of you." Sukuna smirks, it didn't matter if he shares you, you would still want him. That much is clear due to how ends a sentence about another man's cock by begging for Sukuna.

Letting your thigh go and licking the teeth marks he left before saying, "Have to show off how pretty my baby girl. Who's my sweet little whore who enjoys showing her pussy to big evil men?" He lifts his large hand and brings it heavily down on your pussy.

The way you bit into your bottom lip as you stare down at him. Where he moves his head closer to your soft lips. Sukuna bites down and pumps cock faster with his hand. And your small body tenses up and you whine out,

"Nnmukua." His name getting slurred in with your soft cry and driving Sukuna crazy. As he groans and lets your thigh go, he roughly slaps your thigh where he marked you.

The stinging pain as you close your legs. Which Sukuna forces back open with little effort as he sands up and he says, "Don't hide my pussy from me. You were just talking about showing it to the neighbor. You're such a dirty little whore, not keeping my pussy away from me so I can't dump my cum into it." He slaps the back of your other thigh to watch it jiggle. As he continues to say,

"While thinking about showing the neighbor. You have a daddy kink, is that it? You want me to be your daddy? Mmm, answering me your dumb cock hungry slut." He spits on your face as you open your mouth.

You gather his spit with your fingers and stick it into your mouth before you say, "Please want you to be my daddy. You spoil me so well, so you can use my pussy how you want." There is something about it that has Sukuna wanting to fill your mouth.

Pushing you up into the middle of the bed as he joins, and he gets on top of you, straddling your head, his cock pushing against your lips. While his balls cover your face as he spits on your clit. Rubbing it with his rough thumb while curling three fingers past your wet heat.

Sukuna says, "Damn right I can. You're such a helpless little whore who thinks only of her pussy, aren't you?" He moves his thumb and sucks your clit into his mouth. As he rubs his tongue from side to side, your stomach clenches. While the familiar tingling pleasure spreads down your thighs to your toes and up into your guts.

Sukuna lifts his hips, his cock and balls dangling in your face. His pre-cum and pussy juices are smearing on your lips and his cock drags. And you whine,

"No I'm thinking about daddy's cock. It's so thick, with such a pretty tan and pink head leaking such sweet thick white pre-cum that tastes so goooood." You lick his tip before taking only his head in your mouth, swirling your tongue around him. You pull him out with a loud pop so you can add,

"And you're so thick, splitting my pussy open. There are also the ridges, I love how they rub my pussy and how heavy your cock feels inside of me. Your cock is also long enough to hit the back of my pussy. Daddy you're so fucking perfect. I want to milk your fat balls and make you a dilf."

You take him deep into your mouth as his balls rest on your face as you keep him in your mouth. With your cheeks hallow as you swirl your tongue around him. While palming Sukuna's cock as he pulls his head away from your clit. Which he rubs with his thumb as he tells you,

"That's thinking with your pussy sweetness. Mm," the way he hums out his groan, dragging it out is a sound you crave hearing when he is gone. To where you have asked him to make videos with you since watching him fuck is better than any porn you could find.

Just so you can hear his voice tell you every dirty little thing, you wish he was whimpering in your ear. While you imagine the dildo between your legs is his. But's nothing like it, it doesn't have the heavyweight that his cock has when it drags along your pussy.

Sukuna says, "There is something to you calling me Daddy. You sound so pathetic and needy when you do it. Could you be any whinier? You can make me dilf, but that means Toji can't cum in your pussy till I know I made you my baby mama first." Pulling his hips back before thrusting his cock deep into your mouth. As he moves his thumb and sucks your clit.

Toji, who had left to go lay Megumi down for his nap, comes back into his bedroom to look out his bedroom window. Where he can see you on the bed, with Sukuna's face between your legs and his hips moving, no doubt fucking your pretty mouth. And even though he just cummed on his window, something he regretted while cleaning.

In two hours, you are going to be at his doorstep. And he will tease you before he leaves to do a job with Sukuna on the other side of town by the docks. Since Sukuna believes he is about to be crossed by the men, he is bringing them there for Toji to kill if they do.

Sukuna's pockets were deep, so Toji is more than happy to have the regular money coming his way by working alongside the man from time to time. And now he can be privy to how Sukuna likes to show off his pretty girl.

In his post-nut haze, with only some of the blood rushing back into his cock. You are too beautiful for him to look away as your legs tremble. And moments later Sukuna pulls away, as he wraps his hand around your throat.

He pulls his cock out of your mouth, letting you breathe as he ruts his cock messily against your face. And it isn't long before you stick your tongue out for him to stick his cock back into.

Sukuna smirks as Toji sits on the side of the bed, drinking a beer and watching him fuck his girl like he is watching tv. Without knowing that, his turn is coming up soon since he is going to send you over early so Toji to have a little taste before the real fun starts.

Gagging around Sukuna, as he squeezes your throat. His balls are hitting your face as he groans out, "That's it, princess, Toji's back. You want him to see you getting fucked from behind?" He pulls his cock out of your mouth and he doesn't give you time to answer. As he flips you and turns you around, grabbing your hair and making you look at Toji.

Your ass is in the air for Sukuna, while he forced your shoulders down. As is pulling your hair back. And he can tell when Sukuna finally slides himself in. Since your mouth opens and your eyes roll back.

The pace Sukuna sets is rough and fast. And every stroke is too intense, making you whine. The ridges on the bottom of his cock rub your g-spot perfectly. As your pussy clenches around him. And every thrust sends you closer towards another edge that you know Sukuna will push you off of.

"Look at him while I pound your fucking pussy. After I cum in you, you're heading over there and showing your other Daddy your pretty pussy that your baby daddy just stuffed and..." He stops speaking as you whimper out,

"I'm going to beg him to fuck me while you eat the lunch I made for you." He slaps your ass. As fat tears roll down your cheek your legs tremble. While your stomach tenses up and you whine,

"Please cum daddy, please cum please cum. It's too much. My pussy nghh please please please please daddy daddyyy." Sukuna chuckles as he leans over you, his cock pressing down against your g-spot, from the ridges to his cock head rubbing over it.

The all-consuming pleasure is ruining any train of thought as your mind goes blank. And you just moaning with your mouth hanging open and not a thought in your head. As Sukuna says,

"If you can't handle my cock right now, then how are you supposed to get Toji off? I'm going to ask I'm you were a good girl. You better not disappoint and embarrass me. You are going to be a good little cock hungry slut, aren't you? Say it!" Sukuna is getting close, having held off his own end for so long he is getting close fast.

"I'm going to be a good little cock hungry slut and I won't embarrass Daddy!" Every time Toji lifts his beer to his lips, you can see his arm flex. And thoughts of Toji close enough for you to touch fill your head. His fat cock that he was stroking in your throat while Sukuna is deep in your guts.

"That's my girl. I love how this soft pussy squeezes my fat cock. I'm going to empty my balls deep in your guts. And then Toji is going to fuck it deeper into you after you be a good little wifey and make me some food." He always adored your cooking, he could remember the first meal you made for him after you found him shot in the street and took him to yours. Now three years later he has moved into a better house and he couldn't picture himself with anyone else.

You whimper softly, "Wifey?" The clear possessiveness, the way he has been showing you off. All of it has the knot Sukuna has been making your gut snap. As your pussy tightly clenches around Sukuna, who loudly groans,

"Too much, too fucking tight." His eyes roll back as he stills, his cock jerking as his cum spills inside of you. While your tongue hangs out of your mouth as you move your hips, bouncing yourself on Sukuna's oversensitive cock. As his heavy groans become breathy whines. You whimper,

"Your cum feels so good inside of me." Sukuna lets go of your hair as he wraps his arms around you and buries his face in your neck. As he mumbles,

"I know it does, feels so warm, doesn't it? If you are going to be my baby mama, then I'm never letting you go. Going to put a ring on that finger of yours before your belly swells up with my baby." His hips jerk back as you follow him with your hips and he chuckles. As he slaps your ass and pushes you forward, telling you before you can protest,

"Stay still, so I can plug your pretty pussy up so you don't leak any of my cum. I want you to watch Toji while I do it." The angle you prop your head at is uncomfortable. But the hungry way Toji watches Sukuna slip the pussy plug into place makes it worth it.

You move onto your back and close your eyes the moment Sukuna finishes. As your sweaty boyfriend lies on top of you. And cups your cheek with his large rough hand. While he softly presses his lips against yours.

You part your lips as you wrap your arm around him, slipping your fingers into his soft pink hair. As you hook your leg around his waist and he groans against your lips. While he ruts his softening cock against your wet pussy lips.

Toji finishes the last drop of his beer and goes to get another one. And to watch some tv until you knock at his door.

Sukuna breaks the kiss, pulling himself out of your embrace and saying, "Let's get you cleaned up and smelling nice. Before you make me a sandwich." He walks into the bathroom. While your heart is pounding from what just happened.

When Sukuna had confronted you about your attraction to the neighbor. And his attraction towards you. So you were truthful that he is handsome, but you wouldn't risk your relationship with Sukuna for Toji.

You recall Sukuna's cocky confession that he isn't bringing this up because he thinks you are going to cheat on him. Instead, it was because you were going to get fucked in front of the neighbor while watching him jerk off to you.

And soon you were going to make a pass at the neighbor as per his request. This is more than just showing you off. Sukuna is sharing you with the man. Unless this is some one-off thing, some big bold way of letting Toji know what Sukuna is getting every night. But if this wasn't, could Sukuna have found a friend?

Your boyfriend is brash, sometimes cruel, crude, and very perverted. And Toji strikes you as a man of the same cloth your criminal boyfriend is cut from. So when Sukuna comes back into the room, you say,

"I'm glad you made a friend, though it's a rather odd way to go about it." He stops in his tracks with his eyes wide. Before a cocky smirk quickly overcomes his face and he fires back with,

"Then you wouldn't mind me bringing my friend after work for a couple of drinks tonight. You can wear what you always do for me. I'm sure he won't mind." Sukuna winks at you before he picks you up off the bed and carries you into the bathroom.

Your legs are a bit wobbly as you lean on Sukuna for support. He holds your body underneath the warm, rushing water. While you rest your head against his chest, listening to the pounding of his heart. You softly mumble,

"Should I make dinner for both of you?" Sukuna didn't answer right away. Instead, he kisses the top of your forehead as he squeezes, his arms flexing around you as he does. You let out a soft squeak before he loosens his grasp around you.

You look up at him with your eyes narrowed as he tells you, "It will save me from hearing him bitch about his tv dinner. What about those steaks you've been seasoning the past two days?" You can hear his stomach rumble as he talks about food. It has you thinking you are going to need to make another grocery run if Sukuna invites Toji over more. Since both men with their bulky size would eat a lot.

Turning around to let the water hit on your chest as you lean your head back against Sukuna. While he softly holds your hips, you say,

"That sounds yummy. There won't be any leftovers this time around. But I can season some more meat soon." Sukuna slips his hand down, and you feel the rough pad of his forefinger brush your clit.

"Now that we know what's happening for dinner. How about I reward you for being a good girl for me earlier? You squirted so much on the window and kept my cock wet with your creamy pussy." Sukuna quickly rubs your clit, already knowing the right amount of pressure that was unbearably pleasurable for you. As you jerk your hips, unable to run away from Sukuna as you stand.

Softly he reassures you, "It's ok baby, Daddy has you, and I won't let you go, sweetheart. There is nothing to worry about. Just let Daddy make you feel good, baby." You whimper as you reach back and twist your fingers into his soft hair. As Sukuna adds,

"Your creamy cum is going to mix with my cum trapped inside of you. Come on beautiful, I want to see the pretty face you make when you cum one last time before I go to work." Clenching around the toy that is keeping his cum deep inside of you.

You beg, "Daddy please want to cum again. Please, please." Your stomach is clenching up as your legs tremble. And your knees weaken. While Sukuna wraps his arm around your waist to keep you from falling.

"You can cum whenever you want. Since you are such a good girl for Daddy, aren't you?" That's all you need to hear from Sukuna as your pussy spasms around the toy. And your knees give as Sukuna fully supports your body.

Sukuna softly coos, "Such a good girl for me." He pulls his hand out from between your legs. And he waits for you to regain some strength in your legs. Before he lets you go to grab your shampoo bottle. Which he pours into his hand before he sets the bottle aside.

You close your eyes as his large fingers massage the shampoo into your scalp. These soft tender moments with Sukuna are something that learned to do over the years. As you helped him gain a softer touch.

You say, "I love you Sukuna." as he turns you around to face him. He tilts your head back and kisses your wet forehead. Before he rinses the shampoo out of your hair as he tells you,

"I love you too sweetheart, can wait to have a family with you. You are going to look so beautiful with your belly growing waddling around here. Mm I'm going to pay Toji to guard you when I'm not home." You open your eyes as Sukuna is putting the conditioner into your hair.

Your heart is hammering as you ask, "Are you really serious about sending me next door to fuck your friend?" He smirks, one corner of his lips going higher than the other. As you admire the curve of his bottom lip and the sharpness of his jaw, highlighted by his tattoo.

"After I rub some lotion on you, get you dressed and you make me a fat sandwich you are heading over to show him your pretty pussy. I wasn't joking about inviting him over tonight to see which one of us can make you cum harder. You can handle us using your pussy for a friendly, competitive game, right?" They were going to fuck you into not being able to walk tomorrow. But you can't find it in yourself to care.

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prey. (continued)

Wolf!Toji x Chubby!Cowgirl!reader & Farmer!Nanami x Chubby!Cowgirl!reader

Part 3 of JJK Farm AU

Part 2 here

A/N: this is 11 pages of straight smut, y’all. Downright filth 😤 ✨enjoy✨

CW/TW: heat cycle/going into heat, chubby!reader, cowgirl!reader, lactation, nipple play, unprotected sex, creampie, Toji is a pervert bastard, dumbification, coercion, biting/marking, knotting, reader has mommy milker tig ol bitties (duh lol)

Word Count: 4.6k

“…..ooohh…uugggh…my head…” You groaned at the dull ache in the back of your skull as you stirred awake.

“Where am I…” you mumbled, tenderly touching around the sore spot as you sat up to gather your bearings. You noticed you were under the futon of a kotatsu, laying on a floor sofa in a wooden floored room that was sparingly filled with boxes. It looked like someone was in the process of moving into wherever exactly you were. Besides the boxes, the place looked to be clean and fairly modern.

“Hello?” you called out. As you tried to get up you winced in pain and let out a yelp. You whimpered and reached down to touch the tender ankle that was causing you pain. “Ow..” you inspected it closely and teared up at the sight. Your ankle was splotchy and discolored with bruises and a nasty rope burn.

“Owwww!” you yelled, fully realizing the extent of your injury. “Ouch, ouch! Hello!? Is anyone there!?” you whimpered, forcing yourself up in a panic, carefully putting all your weight on your good foot. You felt woozy when you were upright and quickly sank back down to the floor.

You whined in distress. “oh…” It felt like your skin was burning and when you shifted your legs, you felt the familiar stickiness of slick gathering in your panties.

“No no no…Master is going to kill me if I don’t get home soon! Ugh!”

You took a moment to compose yourself, letting your vision clear and got up once again, slower this time, to hobble around, feebly gathering in your surroundings. It was evident that it was someone’s home you were inside of, but who’s? Did someone happen to be passing by in the woods and helped you? You wondered if the home you were in belonged to the owner of that hybrid who’s trap you fell victim. If that were the case, you were certainly going to give them both a piece of your mind! Especially that rude mutt!

As you limped down a hallway, you were stopped by a voice and the sound of footsteps coming coming from around the corner you were approaching.“About time you wake up, house pet. Been asleep the whole damn day!” You gasped and pointed an angry finger in the stranger’s direction when he was finally revealed to you.

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「 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐞𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐨𝐧. 」

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: jake sully x fem!reader

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: nsfw(+18), minors dni. clit play, fingering, pussy slapping, degradation kink, praise kink, choking kink, dacryphilia, mean jake, use of "girl", manhandling, slight size kink/difference.

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: after getting jake angry, he turns to take it out on you instead.

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: this is absolute filth. i am so sorry. likes, reblogs, and feedback are always appreciated. my inbox is open to new ideas and requests.

every shakey breath, broken wail, orgasm. his bulge grew in size each time you moaned his name, pleading for more.

each time a tear ran down your face from the immense amount of pleasure his fingers would give you reminded him how dirty you were.

“c’mon, let me hear you.” he growled, giving your cunt a light slap that sent your body into a small spasm.

a whimper left from your throat as you felt him spread your legs farther apart, pushing them on either side of your head.

your pussy clenched at the cold air that hit it, shivers getting sent up her spine. “i said,” his hand came in contact with the center of your throat, squeezing at the sides of it, making sure to leave a mark.

his face came close to yours, his hot breath fanning over your nose, getting you even more flustered.

you watched from below as his hooded eyes went dark once more, the palm wrapped around your neck pressing tighter.

“let me fuckin’ hear you.”

he crashed his lips onto yours roughly, engulfing your plump lips with his. he was hit with the sweet taste of your lips, and a hint of your tears too.

“jake.” you managed to babble out against his lips

his hand slid down from your throat, trailing down the valley of your breasts. a surprised gasp fell from your lips as you felt his fingers back on your pussy, working at your - already - swollen clit.

“atta girl,” he praised.

the tip of his fingers continued to assault your pussy, going in the same motion, at the same pace; slow and steady. “there’s my dirty girl.”

“feels s’good, sir.”

he pressed another kiss to your lips, this time it was rather soft, not the usual rough, sloppy clash.

he was obviously a sucker for degradation, but sometimes he had to turn that off and show his darling some love, or in this case, through pleasure.

light moans fell from his lover’s mouth, the sweet stir-up in your stomach getting tighter and tighter every time he circled around your clit.

noticing the shut eyes and the change in cries, he carried on to quicken the pace, helping you fall over the edge a little faster.

“you can do it, i know you can, baby.” he praised once more, pressing another tender kiss to your forehead

you released a loud sob as you reached your climax, the overwhelming feeling of pleasure hitting all the right spots between your thighs.

“please, jake.”

the shades of last night’s starry sky coming into play, bright spots of purple and blue nearly blinding your sight.

you dug your face into the crook of his neck, trying to calm yourself down from your recent high.

wrapping his arms around your body, he rested his cheek against yours contently. he pecked your shoulder softly, tracing circles into your skin with his thumb.

he returned the comfort, rubbing your back gently. “i got you, baby. shh.”

thirst tweets with jjk men

synopsis: their reaction to some of the most out of pocket tweets about you and them.

featuring: gojo satoru, geto suguru, toji fushiguro

warning: nsfw, i mean they're thirst tweets

reblogs are appreciated!!

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gojo satoru

loves them.

literally is obsessed with reading them he could go on forever

is even more excited when you have to read yours too because he knows no one beside him will ever have you like he does

"satoru has such nice mantitties, i wonder what it feels like to suck the milk out of—oh my god," gojo finished reading with a laugh, tucking his head back with closed eyes. hes always had such a cute laugh.

"mantitties? i didn't know they had a name," you chuckled as you grabbed a paper for yourself and shrugged.

"twitter is wild, shouldn't be surprised,"

"but if you wanna know what it feels like, you should ask (name)—well, more like I'm the one who sucks on your mantiddies— no, they wouldn't be called—"

the staff crew bursted out laughing at his words and at how done you looked. you placed a hand on his knee and rubbed gentle circles on it.

"it's too early to be this drunk, babe,"

gojo huffed with a pout before looking away from you. what a drama queen.

"(name) has this ability of making me shoot my..." you paused, jaw going wide open as you stared at the staff members. "is this even allowed?"

"just say it,"

"...shoot my cum so high, my highest record is 2 meters. i literally don't know what to say to this" you finished as you stared at satoru who was having too much fun laughing at yours.

"hey, wanna know mine when I'm thinking about (na—"

"satoru!"

geto suguru

he thinks they're amusing. people really take time to appreciate him like this?

tho he doesn't spend time finding them like gojo does, he is very grateful for the love

when reading yours though, he gets really into them

"suguru sir, shove one of your balls in my mouth, I promise I'll leave you alone," suguru read out loud with a grin, the staff members making noises of disbelief as you chuckled next to him.

"honestly I've seen them say worse about you and toji, your fans are wild,"

"have you seen satoru's? i think they're a bit wilder than these,"

"satoru's fans are obsessed with his boobs not his ball sack," you responded with a laugh, geto shaking his head at you before giving you the bowl.

"your turn," you grabbed a piece of paper and unfolded it, clearing your throat as a way to announce that you were ready for the worst.

"I'd pay (name) millions of dollars to let me eat her ass before farting in my- okay, we're getting weird here," you quickly folded the paper back, suguru clearly in shock at what you just said.

"jesus christ, they're down worse than me?"

"stop!"

"no seriously though, i can confirm that her farts do smell—"

"suguru i will shove your head in this bowl!"

toji fushiguro

is actually not surprised when reading them

almost as if he's reading the newspaper

he appreciates that everyone thinks he has a big dick :)

gets very much into reading yours tho, just like suguru

"i just know toji has the cock of a horse. I'd let him split me open anyday," toji's tone as he read the tweet should've sounded concerned, maybe surprised even. but nothing.

this man acted like what he just read was normal.

"i appreciate the fact that you think my dick is that big, i do believe though that no one is able to take it like a champ like precious over here,"

oh this part was so going to be cut off from the interview. especially considering how your face turned red and you tried to avoid looking at anyone for too long.

toji found it adorable. oh how you were his favorite person on this planet.

"now that we got that out of the way," you said after finally calming down, holding the piece of paper in your hands.

"list of things that (name) should sit on: 1) toji's face...2)my face," you buried your face in your knees, clearly tired of feeling embarrassed. "I'm so done,"

toji's hands rubbed at your back, amused at your reaction.

"i like this one, but i only like the first part cause it's true,"

another part of the interview that was definitely going to be cut off.

LOCKER ROOM !

PAIRINGS : Varsity basketball player! Rindou x fem! reader.

CONTENT : 18+ mdni. exhibition. jealous rindou. established relationship. oral (reader receiving + giving). handjob. slight hair pulling. cum swallowing. brief nipple play. no aftercare. nickname (princess).

WC : 1.3k

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Varsity basketball player Rindou who can’t help but drag you into the men’s locker room, just before his match. He can’t help it — you just look so fucking cute wearing his jersey, which is a little too big on you. Clad in his jersey on top and skimpy shorts underneath, everyone has their eyes on you.

He loves it, loves that you wore it out there, for everyone to see and know who you belong to and he’s going to make sure everyone does. It pisses him off how others, especially the guys on the other team, ogle at you ; eyeing you, his pretty girl up and down, so intently. Having had enough, he drags you into the empty locker room and shuts the door, a little too hard. Immediately he has his hands all over you, groping every part of your body.

Usually he’d pull off your shirt first, to play with your pretty tits. But not today, because right now his oversized jersey which you’re wearing is driving him nuts. Slipping his hands under the t–shirt, he caresses your waist, then your tummy, moving his impatient hands further up and up until they reach your tits. Cupping them, twisting and pinching your nipples. It already has arousal pooling in your shorts, you’re whimpering and softly moaning his name.

“So pretty f’me.. only for me, right?” he lowly whispers in your ear, face buried in the croon of your neck. “Mhm only fo’ you...”— he lazily grins at your words, “And you’re mine, right princess?” you reply a little too quick, in a high pitched voice “All yours baby, only yours!” Your eager response plus your hand tracing down, from the tattoo on his chest to his completely hard clothed dick. Rubbing and stroking it, applying slight pressure on his tip. Groaning he completely pulls out his hands from under your shirt and brings them to your ass.

Large hands kneading the flesh of your ass as he lifts you up against the wall, your legs wrapped around his waist. His lips are immediately on your glossy ones. The kiss is rough and messy, it has you all hot and bothered. Tounges rolling against each other, clashing of teeth and your hands find their to the base of his hair, threading your fingers through them. Pulling away after a few minutes, breathless.

He immediately has his lips on your neck, biting and sucking on the sensitive skin there. “God, you look so fuckin’ pretty like this.” Looking at your dazed out expression and hooded eyes showing just how needy you’re for him. The red marks adorning your neck are enough to have him more riled up. Smirking when he is confident that everyone could see the marks when you go out there.

Nimble fingers finding their way to your clothed clit, rubbing it with enough pressure to have you all dizzy. Satisfied he sets you down on a bench peeling off your shorts, watching a string of your arousal connecting your shorts breaking off while he pulls them down on your ankle. “Already so wet for me, hm? And no panties... how naughty.” It has you so embarrassed, blood rushing to your cheeks ; you look away when you hear him chuckling.

He gets down, his face between your legs and his firm hands prevent your thighs from closing. Kissing your inner thighs, getting closer and closer to your cunt at an annoyingly slow place. Looking up to you, he meets your glossy eyes, his vision moving down to your marked neck and then his jersey which was flipped up halfway. You looked so irresistible, the desperate look on your face plus grinding your hips forward greedily to finally have his lips on your cunt, he couldn’t hold it back now. Hooking you legs onto his shoulder, he encourages you to wrap your thighs around his face.

Spitting on your cunt and watching the glob run down, he dives in quickly. Sucking your clit, lapping and licking your folds harshly, it has you crying out loud in pleasure. Flicking against your clit and nibbling it when you tug his hair. You taste so heavenly and your pretty moans, he just can’t get enough of you. You know you’re being too loud and anyone who walks by could hear you but you couldn’t care less, not when he was eating you out like you are his favourite meal, which you actually are!

His skilled tongue swiping up and down your slit and then in your gaping hole. The immense pleasure and the thrill of possibility of getting caught any moment has you cumming within a few minutes. Hooded eyes rolled back, legs shaking and back arching, he knows just how to turn you into a mess. Exhaling heavily you look down at him through your blurred vision, his hair is disheveled, lips and chin glossed from your juices and he’s licking his lips to not miss out on a single drop, smirking up to you, “C’mon princess s’your turn now, get on your knees now.” He’s getting up and sitting on the bench while you get down on your knees for him, desperately trying to pull down his shorts to suck him off.

Met with his long, heavy dick, swollen tip leaking with precum. He could quite literally see hearts in your wide blown pupils. Parting your lips and licking them in anticipation, you quickly get ahold of his shaft. Landing a glob of spit on his dick and wrapping your dainty manicured hand around his dick, stroking it slowly, thumb swiping across his slit. Fingers running over his prominent veins, giggling when it twiches in your hand. His jaw’s clenched, brows furrowed and patience running thin. Every passing second he’s not inside your pretty mouth, feels like torture.

Soon enough, you start pressing kisses up his length, and suddenly he grabs your hair, guiding you to take him in “Now princess, don’t keep me waiting, i got a match— ah” He groans, throwing his head back and biting down his lips to stiffle his groans when you take him in completely. Flattening your tongue against his dick and running it along his prominent vein. You hollow your cheeks, bobbing your head and swirling your tongue around his tip, making him feel so fucking good. He grabs your hair in a fist and tugs on them to quicken your pace. Harshly thrusting his hips against your mouth, his tip hits the back of your throat and he’s groaning out loud, shamelessly. “So good princess, you’re doin’ so good f’me. Yeah, ah, just like that. M’so close.” Deepthroating him and fondling with his balls sends him over the edge, shooting hot and thick spurts of cum down your throat.

Opening his eyes and looking down at you, a few seconds after calming down from his high, he intently watches you swallowing his cum like a champ. Opening your mouth enough to show him how you didn’t miss a single drop. Tongue sticking out, with a lazy smile and hazy eyes looking up at him. He swears he just fell in love with you for the nth time. Bringing his hands to stroke your face and tell you how good you’re for him and how lucky he is to have you — when suddenly the door’s banging. Quickly getting up, you’re pouting and you can see him frowning, wanting to have this moment with you. Nonetheless, you both get dressed, knowing just how important this match is for him.

Rushing out to the court, he gives you quick kiss on forehead, possessively holding your waist all the way from locker room. Lazingly smirking, knowing that everyone could see the pretty marks on your neck and what you both just did. Just before he leaves, you whisper a small “g’luck rin...” in a shy yet teasing manner, your manicured hands trailing from his biceps down his chest, till they reach the band of his shorts. Slyly smiling and winking at him, when your eyes meet. Quickly running to the seats when you hear his teammates calling for him, knowing well — now that you have teased him, he’ll make sure you pay for it after the match ends.

The anticipation of what’s to come, has your thighs pressed together the whole match, thinking about what will happen later. And him looking straight at you, when he scores points for his team just fuels it. You already know it, you’re in for a ride today!