𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐇

OMG KIKIIIII!!! I WOULD LOVE TO HEAR U TALKING ABT ZHONGLI MAKING A MESS OUT OF HIS BELOVED S/O WITH HIS DRAGON TONGUE!!! AND YOU'RE WELCOMEEE!! ZHONGLI IS JUST CHEF'S KISS 🥰🥰🥰

ok, ok, hold on, I'm blushing like a slut right now, I've been thinking about zhongli using his body parts as dragon for such a long time... I might even make a longer post about it, but for now let's hold back with just a little bit!

zhongli is not the most experimental guy in the world because he has seen, felt and touched so many things in his life that it's hard for him not to know what he likes and what he doesn't, but this would be put in check when one day you asked him how he felt when he changed from human to dragon form and also asked if you could touch, or at least see, it. he hardly denies you anything, so if you ask, he gives it to you without a second thought, and it was a surprise for him to see you run your fingers so delicately over the small scales that appeared around his eyes when he slowly changed from human to half-draconic form that essentially only changed the eyes, mouth including teeth, and the appearance of the skin on his face and neck. your fingers passed over his mouth as they stroked his cheek and, in an innocent game, zhongli let his forked tongue slip between his lips and curl around your index finger.

it was a strange sensation for you, the texture of the tongue was still soft, but it seemed to tickle, especially when zhongli contorted and wrapped it around the base of your finger as if he was making a ring. you silly giggled, if your much older boyfriend had known what was going on in your mind as his tongue went back into his mouth maybe his cheeks would have turned red.

little did you know that zhongli was thinking the same thing, maybe even more explicitly and maliciously than you were. but, because of that, it wasn't all that surprising when he pinned you against the bed and slid between your legs with hands already spreading your thighs and busying themselves with removing your clothes.

it was only a matter of time before his forked tongue came out between lips again and this time brushed against your clit in the same smooth way it had done around your delicate finger. you inevitably felt little electric waves travel down your back and your pussy tightened around nothing; all beneath the watchful eyes of the former geo archon.

the chance was before his eyes, why not try it? if you asked him to stop, he would do it immediately. but, stopping? was literally the last thing on your mind and in your trembling body as soon as you felt your walls being slowly opened and stretched by zhongli's long tongue and the tips of it curving up to brush against your sweetest spot.

your hips forced themselves up against his face, grinding as if you were about to ride the face of that ancient god. and he would have let you do that if he didn't want to fuck you so badly on his own with his inhuman tongue and make you cum hard for it.

his hands held you sometimes by the hips, sometimes by the thighs, and his amber eyes with a reptilian pupil cutting them down the middle never left yours for all the minutes he used to turn you into a mess of drooling, whimpering, and loud moans that matched, to zhongli's eyes, and very much with the wet sounds coming from his tongue running between your folds, licking your throbbing clit and exploring your pussy; all while your slickness wet his mouth and chin and advocated how close to orgasm you were.

zhongli couldn't feel your body inside completely using just his tongue, but from the way your thighs were trying to smother him and your walls tightened around the length of his wet muscle he could tell that the hot sensation deep inside of the bottom of your belly was getting more and more intense and tighter.

in the end, you came with the archon geo's tongue still deep inside your tiny pussy and with no chance to move away from his mouth, since his hands were firmly around your thighs pinning your quivering body against the bed and his mouth completely over you, drinking every last drop of your sweet juices.

during those brief seconds that your vision blurred and your toes curled, you felt too full with just his tongue and it felt even better when your face lowered to look at zhongli's and his eyes were staring at you as if the best prey lay before them. you were lucky enough to look at him as soon as his tongue slid out and snaked through the air licking his chin and part of his cheeks and your inner thigh wet from your sweet juices.

"mhm," zhongli hummed standing up and giving you a smile that let you catch a glimpse of his startled canines, "it's not so bad to have a dragon boyfriend sometimes, right?"

maybe you two had better prepare each other. you because zhongli would want to eat you out from now on using only his draconic tongue, he because you wanted to test how far he could control his own powers when being deep inside you and fucking you without being completely in his human form.

— genshin masterlist.

thinking of milf!reader and baby!sitter eren,

thinking of how he’s so sweet with kids and how much your kids absolutely love him. you think about how your baby daughter is always messing with; pushing him around to help her do makeup and your son makes him play smash bros. eren totally fucking sucks at smash bros and get’s beat by your five year old son.

but him being great with kids is a bonus.

what you really think about is how a man so young knows how to fuck you so right. you think about how he he grips both his hands along your head board and fucks into you. abdomen flexing against the fat of your ass each time you clap back on him. the smug look on his face when you cream on his cock — when your pawing at him to not go so deep. the pure look of satisfaction when you go limp and your legs shake from how harsh his thrust is; from how good he makes you feel with that thing. that monstrous thing. the thing that rest against his leg and bulges from his pants. the thing he taps against your ass before he’s slipped himself all the way in to the hilt.

it’s when you’re sniffling and your toes curl that he’s shushing you, “be a good little momma for me and take this dick.”

HOME, SASUKE.

☁︎ warnings; titty play, sucking, biting, hair pulling, finger sucking, bathtub sex, kinda vanilla.

☁︎ mocha’s note; he’s stuck in my brain rn. enjoy. :)

Tease. Seeing that sultry picture you sent to him earlier in the day, while on an important mission might he add, nearly choking as he jumped through bushes in the air has him off the wall. He heard the notification throughout all the heavy gusts of wind and leaves blowing, noticing he received a few images from you, his adorable wife—not so adorable as of lately. Since he’s been gone so long, he’s barely had time to be with you. Feeling bad whenever he had to leave you when duty called, hating that he was such an important character to the Hidden Leaf Village.

When he does make time for you, you’re insatiably horny. And he couldn’t blame you, because he’s the same. Not one for words, so when he walks into your home he’s quick to grope you up and pull you close, mashing his lips with yours and shoving you up or down some sort of object; the couch, the wall, a table, the floor. You’re on his mind all day long, all he can think about. It’s worse for you considering you’re worried for just his safety more than anything, dread filling your chest whenever he had to depart for a few days, sometimes months depending on the situation. Scared he wouldn’t come back as Sasuke Uchiha; the last Uchiha, your husband.

Then there’s just those days where you’re outrageously horny, missing his touch whenever you think of little things, or flashbacks hit, or Hinata and Ino have girl talks with you about their sex lives. It’s frustrating when those needs cannot be tended to when the urge hits. Since you knew he’d be home in two days, you figured you give him something to look forward to. Let him know how much you’ve missed him. Wearing only a white crop top, nipples taut against the fabric, and a skimpy pink butterfly thong. You perched yourself onto the bathroom sink, curly hair in pigtails touching your waist as you angle your phone to take a few photos for your beloved.

missing you. xoxo.

You send them with a mischievous grin, knowing it’ll stun him. As much as Sasuke hated to admit, he was shy. Especially when it came to you. You were always the bold one in the relationship, coming this far now because you made the first move. He hides it a lot, but he’s surely a hopeless romantic. So fond of you he blushes red as a tomato at anything you do. When he saw you naked for the first time and you asked him how you looked, he couldn’t stop stuttering. He’s really cute.

He’s glad he was alone meaning he didn’t have to warn anyone about his rapid disappearance, making his way back to the village and entering his home without so much as a knock to warn you. His pupils are dilated with lust, searching every corner of the home for you like a madman. He finds you upstairs, hears you humming a tune. He’s like a shadow when he appears, equipment off and tall body emerging into the bathroom where you sees you running a bubble bath and arranging hair products.

“Baby,” his voice is deep which makes your skin crawl, yelping and jumping around with a brush in your hand for a weapon. When you see it’s your husband, you’re more confused than excited. Wondering what the hell he was doing home so early. Though your chest did burst with happiness all things aside.

“Sasuke!” You screech, dropping the tool and hopping in his arms, Sasuke staring at your reflection in the mirror, still wearing what you were in those photos. “You’re home!”

“I’m home,” he says, blunt as ever. You level back on your feet after rising on your tiptoes to embrace him, that precious smile of yours making him caress the side of your face endearingly. “Still on my mission, as you know. But I wasn’t going to continue with a hard-on.”

You blow a cherry innocently. “Sorry.”

“You’re not,” you squeak as he backs you up towards the tub, bending down to stop the water before it overflowed. “Let me see what I rushed here for. I don’t have all day.”

This part of him is your favorite, his dominate side. The way he flips like a switch when he’s horny is scary sometimes. But you lived for the thrill. You were more than happy to have him here now, your face hot from the pheromones he exudes, like a drug almost. His dark hair hides most of his face, tall above you and lips pressed into a firm line. That’s your man for sure.

You grab the ends of your shirt and lift it over your head to reveal your braless chest. Sasuke felt like a predator watching you strip, feeling his mouth water with your every movement. Once you were bare, he helped you into the bathtub, moaning soothingly from the warmth of it.

  "Come in, don’t act shy,” you giggle, sitting on your knees as you waited for him to get inside.

  Sasuke began undressing, shrugging his ninja attire and tossing the clothing to the ground. Your eyes ran along his chest and down to his v-line. You lean over the tub, smirking at the bulge in his briefs, Sasuke closing his eyes, almost moaning when you lightly kissed his happy trail while giving him a daunting stare. Hooking your finger on the soft fabric and tugging it down only enough for one side to drop and reveal the thin growth of pubic hair. 

   Biting your lip, you eyed him as he climbed into the tub after fully naked, your hands resting on the bottom of the tub as you crawl to him, Sasuke eyeing you speculatively before your lips pressed against his chest, a moan vibrating in your throat as you darted your tongue out to lick his skin, kisses light as feathers, trailing your way up to his neck before straddling his waist. Sasuke is breathless as you turn his head to gain access to the side of his neck, nipping at the flesh as he groaned and wrapped his broad arms around your backside, bubbles sticking to your bodies, languidly bringing your chest close to his own. 

   "Let me fuck you, baby," he pleaded, your chest tightening as you pulled your face up to stare down at him. "Let me, please."

   You swallow a ball in your throat, his voice soft as you nod your head to permit him. You were ready, been ready for him to do anything he wanted, just something. Your head was fuzzy, Sasuke pressing his palm against the middle of your back to make it arch, breasts swell, and nipples taut in his face as your head knocked back in pleasure, his tongue running over your flesh. Setting his sweet lips on you, he gazes over your body, humming to himself, staring in amazement at how magnificent your body was. He missed you so much.

   "You are so beautiful." He murmured, and you respond with a whimper, merely watching as Sasuke left a trail of wet kisses up your body. His hand came behind your neck to pull your head up, the other groping your breasts, having pretty chocolate areolas and pierced buds. Kissing down your valley, he latched his mouth to one of your nipples, sucking delicately, letting go as he watched it pop back to your chest with a jiggle. 

   He pursed his lips, blinking at you, your chest heaving rapidly as you gulped, body shaking, legs beginning to quiver. He could tell how desperate you were to have him. The feeling was mutual. Fucking your mouth with his tongue, his thumb quickly rubs your pulsating clit under the water, moaning in your mouth as you kissed him back, lips unstoppable. Waves of pleasure flow through your body, your hips moving to grind above his cock, soft whines of frustration turning Sasuke on more than it should have. 

   "Sasuke, please." You pulled at his hair harder, Sasuke groaning. "I need you."

You didn't mean to sound overly needy, but you couldn't help it as your warm eyes brimmed with tears, Sasuke bringing his head up as your free hand gripped his bicep, apprehensive of your crying but he had a hint on why you were. Emotions washing over you from the time you’ve spent apart. You needed him to take the pain away. He witnessed you sniffle, pushing him back so he could gently collide with the edge of the tub and lifting yourself as your wet hands reached to take hold of his cock before shakily pressing his tip against your hole and pushing yourself down. A disgruntled sigh comes from Sasuke as he drops his mouth the same time you do, deliciously wet around him. Muscles clenching. 

   "Shit baby, sit on me." He wheezed, needing himself completely inside you. 

   You obliged to his command with a shudder, eyes gawping at him with desire, puffy lips in the form of an oval, and chest vehement as you sat down on him entirely. Crying at how painfully good he felt. Sasuke used his hands to grip your curvy hips, long fingers sprawled before he pulls you back up, the head of his cock scorching and kissing your hole before delicately slamming you back down, the water around you splashing. He pushed himself deep into your tight heat making you squeal and claw at his back in shock. Sasuke biting his lower lip and groaning quietly. Your body jolted upwards when he pulled out slowly and thrusts back in, screaming and smashing your lips to his for a rushed kiss, ghosting your lips over the each other’s, pausing when your lips barely touched and breathing one another’s air. Fire pooled low in both of your abdomens as their vision fades to black while you rock your hips.

   Both your movements were slow and shallow, making love and showing just how much you both missed being apart, drowning in each other's pleasure. One of his veiny hands reached around you to press onto your back again, bucking his hips up as your body jolts, having enough of the going slow shit and fucking you faster. Your skin slapped against his thighs as he grunted and listened to you whine, cursing under his breath at how good you felt around him. Eventually, his motion sped up, Sasuke moaning with his eyes rolling to the back of his skull as he gripped your flesh harder, greedily rutting his cock up into you, the sound of skin interacting bouncing off the walls. 

   "You feel so good," you gasped, his pace increasing by the second. "So, so good, baby."

   "I know, baby. Move with me." He told you, lifting you so you could hold yourself up with your hands on the edge of the bathtub. Your head hung low as you moved as told, Sasuke thrusting while you dipped your ass down, moaning his name in bliss. A shaky moan came from you once he wrapped your wavy pigtails around his fists and yanks it back, wanting to regain memory of the marks imprinted on your skin by his teeth, tongue, and lips. 

   "I'm gonna cum." You announced weakly.

   Sasuke didn't question how fast your orgasm approached you, only gritting his teeth and hissing before pulling your face straight to his and leaving his lips there, slicking his tongue in your mouth and letting it glide across erotically. Biting your bottom lip, tugging on it, and releasing as he slowed his hips. Growling. 

   Heart thrashing against his chest, he sighed out of his nose, leaning back on the cold metal of the tub and drops a hand to your ass while the other squeezed the flesh of your tits in his rough palm. You situate yourself on him and race to your orgasm, eyelids shut as she placed a hand on his chest. Humming sweetly before parting her lips to take his thumb in her mouth, Sasuke watching, mesmerized by your thick lips wrapping around him and sucking on his thumb, rocking on his cock. 

   "There you go, baby, let it go," Sasuke whispers quietly, voice raspy enough for you to hear.

   When your orgasm approached, you cried out in alarm, grabbing his free hand and holding it for support. Squeezing his hand tighter as it ripped through you like lightning. Breath ragged as your walls clenched around him. You shouted out into thin air, clutching the nape of his neck and riding out your shockwave. 

   "Mm, that’s my girl.” After letting you come down from your high, Sasuke locked a hand around your hot neck, fondling with your ass, pussy still clenching around him. "Can you take more? Can you take my cock?"

   You swallow, throat dry, the intensity in his pupils, voice tempting with euphoria causing the blood in your vessels to boil with ravenousness. "Yes, I can take you."

   "Fuck,” he hissed again, too addicted to the way you felt around him. "You're gonna make me cum, baby."

   "Cum for me, Sasuke."

   "Mm,” he grins at his name being breathlessly whimpered from your exquisite mouth. He only needed a few more pumps before he could come undone, laying his back on the tub once again and keeping your ass in his widespread hands, fucking you slow and deep. Your hands clutch onto his shoulders as you mewl, feeling that spark in his lower abdomen. 

   You lost your breath, foreheads touching. Sasuke’s eyes were droopy and as for yours, completely closed. Your mouth parted as you whimpered his name, your knees aching from straddling him for too long, digging your nails into his skin. 

   "Tell me how much you like it." He licked his bottom lip quickly.

   "So much," you nod, opening your eyes to stare in his, loving how dazed he looked. "Fuck—so much, baby."

   "Yeah? You wanna make me cum?" The gripping on your ass became harder, his cock pushing deeper within you if that was possible. He’s practically kissing your cervix.

   "Fuck yes," you nod vigorously. "I do."

   He moaned, eyes fixating on his dick moving in and out of you, bubbles dissolving but still making your skin appear angelic. You balance yourself on him by placing your hands on his hard chest, hair moving wildly around your face. 

   "Bounce faster." He rasped, listening to your noises melt sweetly as you fucked him as obliged. Sasuke felt his orgasm near, hand almost slapping your cheek as he aggressively cupped the sides of your face. You steady your hips, feeling your stomach coil again knowing your were going to cum again. All of this could’ve never been done alone. This is exactly why you needed him.

   "I love you, baby,” he whispered. 

   "Hmm?" You ask hazily, voice strained. Words weren’t registering with you right now.

   "I. Love. You,” Sasuke repeats slowly for you to comprehend, wanting your reply immediately before he came. The high of it all driving you over the edge, sighing in pleasure as he ran his tongue under your chin. "Miss you, baby. Love you so much.”

   Now you knew what he was saying, and it made you smile tiredly, nodding your head, feeling like it tossed around for hours. "I love you, miss you too.”

   Gasping with a shuddery whine, you came hard around him, clenching and tugging on him, driving him wild. It satisfied Sasuke, dragging out a throaty groan and releasing deep inside, the ball in his throat evident as he threw his head back in ecstasy. You hungrily gave him open-mouthed kisses to ease him, your head laying on his heaving chest, wincing as you raised your body to release him from inside, weakly falling and wrapping your arms around his stomach. He let go of the tub and let his arms fall beside him, taking a moment to calm himself down. He stared at you and saw your eyes were still closed, wetting his lips and grabbing your chin, your lashes disconnecting as they fluttered open to seek his attention. 

   "You okay?"

You hum with a goofy smile. “More than okay.”

omg hi chu can i request on the scarlet witch baby. toji finding out baby fushiguro has a bf ofc knowing mikey is a gang leader asking if hes strong and telling mikey to spar with him? it's okay if u don't want to :)

sano manjiro meets scarlet witch! fushiguro! reader's biological father

jujutsu kaisen x reader x tokyo revengers

masterlist of the series

warning(s): possible manga/anime spoilers for jjk, mentions of violence and mentions of scarlet witch's power

omg hi nini, thank you so much for requesting! this is the first time i got a jjk x tokyorev request in a long while, i missed writing for this crossover sm :D ok enough me rambling, happy reading <3 (sorry it took a while to get written down 😭)

sano manjiro, your boyfriend, has learned about your powers as a chaos sorceress or witch, one of which was your capability to ressurect people by transferring their souls that hadn't passed on to the next life yet to bodies you have created. mikey, being mikey, was not that surprised when you told him that you brought your biological father back to life. what surprised him the most, though, was your father's weird request; fushiguro toji wanted to fight him.

when toji learned from gojo about your boyfriend, he was kind of desperate to meet mikey. he hasn't been able to be with his biological daughter, and he comes back to life to find out you're now a teenager and you're dating, meaning toji had a lot to catch up on, especially with the fact that your boyfriend is a gang leader.

you were the one who was nervous instead of mikey. you recalled gojo's first impression and instant disapproval of mikey when he and the others met him. toji might do the same. from the moment he learned about your boyfriend, he hasn't stopped asking you questions. toji wanted to know and meet the guy that his precious baby had fallen for.

what was your boyfriend like?

is he really a gang leader?

how did you two meet?

mikey was unfazed by the tall, muscular man standing behind you when the two finally met in person. the two of them exchanged greetings and handshakes, toji immediately started asking questions, but not before mikey greeted you with a kiss on the cheek and an embrace.

"you must be manjiro, huh?" toji's analytical eyes looked at the short blonde from head to toe. "[name]'s boyfriend."

"you can call me, mikey, sir." mikey smiled at him, glancing up at him in return.

"so, i've heard you're a gang leader." toji began, folding his arms across his chest. "people call you, the invincible mikey."

"yes, i'm the leader of the tokyo manji gang." mikey simply hummed, nodding his head at toji.

"hmm, are you strong?" toji raised a brow, his tone of voice was almost mocking mikey.

you watched your boyfriend stifle a fit of laughter and cheekily smiled at toji's question, still unfazed by him. "not to brag, but yes. more than capable of protecting [name]-chan over here." he gestured at you with his head.

"i like a guy who has spunk. you're pretty bold for a kid, or gang leader you could say." toji shrugged his shoulders, "on that note, i'd like to spar with you."

"you want to spar with me?" mikey questioned to confirm with a raised brow.

toji simply nodded with a grin plastered on his face. "you heard me, kid. i want you to fight me."

"but.. but, dad!" you cried out in attempt to persuade him, but toji simply ruffled your hair.

"don't worry angel, i'll go easy on him." toji said in reassurance, as if that comforted you at all. your biological dad is about to beat up your boyfriend.

"please, don't. you have my full-consent, sir." of course, mikey is not the type to back down. if anything, he was pretty confident in himself. but you? you were deadass sweating bullets.

though both of them do not possess any cursed energies at all, toji has a heavenly restriction. he was capable of pummeling curses just as he was capable of beating up people. toji wasn't called the sorcerer killer during his prime for nothing. on the other hand, you've seen mikey fight before. sure, your boyfriend was quite the prodigy in martial arts, but this toji is what we were talking about. they were still two different worlds.

"can't the three of us just have coffee and dorayaki?"

"we'll do that after, [name]. if your boyfriend survives, that is."

no matter what you did, your biological father and boyfriend were persistent on sparring against each other. so, here you were, stressfully nibbling on your fingernails as you stood from the side, repeatedly exchanging glances at them. your heart dropped when mikey lunged towards toji, flitting his leg upwards for a high roundhouse kick to the temple at blinding speed but as expected, toji was able to block with a simple raised fist.

toji reacted shortly afterward, delivering a series of jabs and hooks which mikey was able to maneuver and evade almost effortlessly, all the while using his legs to retaliate and fight back. your father was stunned. sano manjiro possessed a prodigious physical condition for his age. not only was he capable of launching devastating "nuclear" kicks that could crush cars and deliver instant KOs to enemies, he had lightning fast reflexes too.

the next scene that took place had your jaw dropping. toji and mikey were now fighting in a blur.

what the fuck was going on?! you thought to yourself.

even with your keen eyes, you barely caught up with the exchange of fists and kicks. you were more impressed with mikey, however. you've seen him fight taller and stronger delinquents before, but seeing him go head-to-head against your father was another whole level. you never knew your boyfriend had such fighting prowess. maybe it was just toji going easy on him, but the troubled look on his face says otherwise. your father wasn't holding back.

after what seemed like hours, you forcefully stopped the heated fight between them with your chaos magic since you couldn't stand it anymore. toji and mikey started to get too personal, and you weren't letting either of them get their faces clawed or bones broken. mikey was starting to act like the gang leader that he was and toji was fighting like he was going to kill him. their thoughts were starting to flood and get through your head from how loud they were getting.

fortunately, there weren't any passerbys to witness your red psionics when you put them into play.

"alright, that's quite enough! no more reckless fighting! you two!" you scolded your father and boyfriend with a small glare. the two of them stared at your chaos magic with wonderstruck look as it dissipated into thin air.

"sorry, [name]-chan." mikey first apologized. the terrifying charisma of a delinquent and gang leader had disappeared from mikey and subsided back into a normal, playful, and childish aura instead. "i got lost in the heat of the fight. i have never faced someone like your father before."

"you earned my respect, kid." toji peered down at your boyfriend, finally acknowledging him with a grin and a pat on the head. "you're not too bad yourself."

"you guys were about to kill each other, please don't do that ever again!" you sighed sharply, shaking your head.

both toji and mikey uttered in unison, "me? kill your father? never!" "me? kill your boyfriend? never!"

"oh, yeah? your thoughts says otherwise. i'm not the scarlet witch for nothing." you placed a hand on her hip, pointing at your temple and released a small wisp of red psionics for a brief second.

"i'm just making sure that you boyfriend is true to his words." toji reasoned with you, "what's a guy if he can't protect his girlfriend, huh?"

"i don't need protecting, i can handle myself just fine! gosh, you're just like daddy (gojo). stop babying meee." you whined, causing toji to chuckle and mikey to ruffle your hair affectionately.

"you might be your dad's baby, but you're my baby too. curses, sorcerers or not, i'll always protect you [name]." mikey pulled you to his side, draping an arm around you before pressing a kiss on your temple which made you giggle and smile.

"heh, you're really all grown-up [name]." toji stared at you with a long sigh, shaking his head. "you really take after your mother too. it's always the good girls falling for the bad boys."

"bad boys with a good heart that is." you snickered at toji's comment which made mikey grin as well.

"alright, alright. enough with the sappy moment. let's go to a café you lovebirds, and get some dorayaki and coffee." toji shook his head at the two of you, throwing his thumb behind him. "sounds good?"

"mhm!" you nodded happily as mikey nodded his head excitedly, a bit too excited at the fact there was going to be dorayaki.

you walked side by side with mikey, your hands intertwined with his. toji walked from behind, watching how your and mikey's eyes were filled with so much love and happiness for one another.

it almost made him jealous, but he was just as happy as you are. toji was glad that you found someone who treats you well and gives you the love you deserve. just like what yoji mentioned earlier, you really do take after your mother. you look just like her, you act just like her, and you've even fallen for someone who's a "bad boy".

You and boyfriend!Bakugou drunkenly fuck one night without a condom, his burning mouth on your nipples and fat cock buried in you felt too good to tell him to stop before he came inside.

And he did. Deep, deep in you.

It’s not until a few weeks later that you don’t quite feel like yourself. You purchase a pregnancy test and take it, glaring at it from the toilet the whole two minutes it takes to curate your results.

Positive.

Katsuki gets home and instantly notices your nerves, and you can’t wait to tell him after dinner like you’d planned. When his belly would be full and he’d be at his most content.

So you tell him. And he smiles.

Later, when he gets you under him again, he starts cooing down at you, “Such a good girl that you got pregnant from doing it raw just one time?” You feel a hot and heavy hand linger on your lower belly, warm eyes looking down at you with reverence, “Fucked you so well this pussy had no choice, huh?”

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| Curiosity killed the cat |

{Muzan x F!reader}

{part two here}

summary: Humans are weak, feeble and imperfect. And yet, you somehow caught the attention of a very powerful, albeit lonely, demon lord.

warnings: hints at an illness/ weak body, slight yandere muzan?

A/N: SORRYYYY!!! I haven’t been writing much but I have exams and stuff... anyways!!! my love for this demon is incomprehensible <3

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The pale moonlight shown brightly from above. Illuminating the path in which you were to take home. You grumbled as you tidied away the objects of your stall, even a simple task such as this proved difficult in your feeble state.

Sighing your head turned in the direction of your family home, only your path was obstructed by the shadow of a threatening presence. You smiled and called out the man, querying if he had any needs you could fulfil. The man appeared uninterested and frankly bored with you. However, he turned to face you when he finally decided to reply.

“What’s a girl doing out alone at night? Aren’t you aware of the predators that lurk in the shadows?”

His questions hindered no ill will, simply driven by a burning curiosity. His ruby eyes bore into you with such a passion you could swear it be hunger.

You smiled gently gesturing to the objects you had yet to pack away into the basket you were to carry home. See you were the eldest of three girls, with no men to support the family you were forced to do so alone while your sisters learned the proper etiquette of becoming a full fledged women.

There was much expected from you, with the passing of your father a few years ago your world had been turned upside down. You were expected to dress, act and speak properly. You were expected to carry out the roles of a future lady to be. However, you were expected to run your family’s sides business. You were expected to carry out the hard manual labour of what should have been left to a son or a worker. But with you family left without a man to aid your family you were forced to take the reigns.

When you spoke again your voice was an octave lower and tone a little more cautious. You held up a small bag, roughly the size of a purse and pointed to it with the same gentle smile gracing your lips.

“My grandmother used to tell me stories of demons that preyed in the night, she always forced me to carry this little bag of wisteria.”

You could’ve sworn in the moment that you held up the bag the man before you physically flinched. His plum red eyes narrowed in disgust as he scrunched up his nose. But, before you could begin to process his change in demeanour he suddenly returned to his former stoic self.

“A pretty, young human girl such as yourself best head your grandmother’s words.”

He informed you, eyes nervously darting between yourself and the sashay of wisteria. The way in which he spoke would have made any normal person question whether or not he was even human. He spoke to you like he was from an entirely different species and yet you weren’t afraid.

In fact you were intrigued. Your mind chose to focus on his compliment. Pretty. A blush crept up your neck and flooded it’s way onto your cheeks. You could only pray that the dim light from the moon disguised your blush, even if just slightly.

The man before you observed your change. His eyes were sharp, the blush tainting your delicate features did not go unnoticed. Neither did the quiet fidgeting of thumbs. He scrutinised you, practically watching the cogs turn in your head as you processed his words, figuring out how to respond.

As much as his curiosity drove him to stay and query you more he had more important things that he ought to be complying to. With a slight nod of his head and a gentle bid farewell he marched on his way, determined to leave behind this feeble girl and his curiosity.

That was before he heard the gentle call of the girl once more.

You jogged up to meet him, a quiet pant leaving your lips. A simple task such as jogging after a stranger had you spent. You truly questioned how you could last much longer with growing responsibilities and in such a weakened state.

“I just... wanted to... give you this.”

You managed to let out in between quiet pants. The man shifted until his body was completely facing you. Once his attention was on you, you gestured to his hair.

“May I?”

He watched your closed palm shift closer to him. Obliging, silently, he lowered his head so that you could reach up towards him. He was unsure in that moment why he simply silently obliged to a human yet he could not help it.

You pulled away and gleamed brightly. “Ta-da!” You cheered ever so slightly. For in his hair you had clipped back a red spider lily pin, the perfect shade that matched his eyes.

He opened his mouth to not only question your actions but to scrutinise you for daring to do such a thing when you spoke first.

“It’s free of charge by the way... you see the red reminded me of your eyes and they just...”

You trailed off, awaiting a sign to continue. When he raised an eyebrow in response you continued.

“They’re so perfect.”

You concluded. At that he froze. Not once had he ever been referred to as perfection. It was the one thing the man strove for in his entire existence and yet no one ever complimented him on it. He didn’t believe he was perfection not until he had conquered his desire to set foot in the sun, however, he you were some lowly human defining something of his to be perfection. It certainly made his chest swell in pride. Clearing his throat he begun.

“This was... a king gesture. But I must be on my way.”

He turned once more when you called out to him one last time.

“Wait! I didn’t get your name!”

“Muzan. Muzan Kibutsuji.”

- - -

{Bonus}

Muzan sat at his throne in the infinity fortress. Twisting and twirling the hair pin you had given him. It had been several months since he’d seen you and yet not once had he stopped playing that night in his mind.

An unknown desire of curiosity filled him and he longed to have you as his own. He let out a frustrated sigh and mumbled to himself.

“Curiosity killed the cat.”

{part two here}

who’s your god? — geto suguru

summary: suguru geto is the reincarnation of a powerful god or so he claims, using his abilities to prey on as many weak minded housewives as he can.

+ tagging: @hellavile @shamelesshoefairy @takemichiluvr @nutheadgeenat

warnings: (18+, minors/ageless/blank blogs will be blocked) mention of church/religion, sex, adultery, cult like themes, sacrilege(?), begging, pet names (good girl, slut), corruption, finger sucking, public sex, people are watching, geto refers to himself as god, spanking, manipulation, race isn’t mentioned but i envision all my y/n’s as black so yeah

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“A-are you sure?” You swallow and gulp, staring at the man in front of you. His dark hooded eyes staring back at you.

“I have no reason to lie to you.” He says in a hushed tone as your husband walks up the stairs. With every painful creek of the staircase you can’t help but to wince. “Your purity… is in danger, has been for a long time… many of those in higher powers have spoke to me, they do want to help you to remain pure… to be in a good standing of course. That’s why I’m here.”

“Is there anything I can do?” With pleading eyes and shaky hands you scoot closer to him. You children deserved a pure mother, one to help them cross over when the time approached. You longed to be reunited with your husband when time was right.

“Why, of course.” He did a sly slimy smile. “We’ll sit some time aside and pray on this together at the temple.”

“Thank you. Thank you so much sir– eh, master geto.” You could see his lip curl at the name change and seen his nails dig into him palms. Pulling out a simple cross necklace from the insides of his black robe, he handed it to you, placing it into the center of your palm and closing your hand to form a fist.

“Keep this. Wear it. Don’t take it off until we next meet. It’s vital for the ritual we’ll have to preform.”

So you did. You wore it everywhere and didn’t take it off. Anything to keep your purity safe. You showed with it on, wore it underneath all your shirts and dresses.

“The gods spoke to me,” A phone call on the early morning after three weeks had passed. “It’s time.” It wasn’t even dawn yet, just a little past 3am and you were drowsy. “Wear something light. Very thin.”

You swallowed and looked over yourself, all of the sudden nervous and self conscious. Your body a bit more full and plum since the birth of two babies, everything thin you owned was tight against your body.

But you slipped into a long sleeved dark old dress you owned, that covered your entire body and hugged your figure.

You couldn’t help but feel so out of place and so weird when you walked into the sacred temple. Masked and cloaked individuals stood still, you could barely tell that they were breathing yet alone alive.

Swallowing, you made your way to the center of the temple, where you knew Geto would be waiting.

He stood with great posture and a small cross between his fingers, pressing his lips against it before rubbing his fingers against it, up and down. Your core tingled and you gripped the sides of your dress, feeling too hot to keep walking. Your knees buckled and your hands clutched at the wall by your side.

“Master Geto, he—lp!” You slipped and fell to the floor, landing with a small oof that left your mouth. A buzzing sensation on your clit and even feeling a rough hand on your folds. Massaging and pulling them apart.

“Just let it over take you. Just be glad, I didn’t do this while your husband was around. I’m being mighty merciful to you, my dear.” His voice is a shiver up your spine and his presence overtakes you, you feel him all over and he hasn’t even walked over to you yet.

“Tell me, my dear…” His voice cures your ails, making every moment more breathable again. “If I told you that the only way to keep your purity intact would be the touch of a god, would you still be willing?” His voice is sly and cocky.

You squeeze your eyes tightly, a light relief of touch making you moan heavily before it’s quickly snatched away. “That was just a taste, a small taste of purity that could welcomed back into your little soul.”

Something stirred up inside of your chest and a heavy weight made you groan, making you painfully uncomfortable and aware of just what you were missing.

“I need it.” You voice hoarse and detached, you weren’t sounding like yourself. “I’d do anything for it—!” You voice faded.

You felt several hands on you all at once but nobody was there. Solar bright hotness scarred your chest while the cross marked itself into your skin, the smell of burnt flesh all around you.

As if hours had passed, Geto finally approached you. Putting your head in his lap. He crouched and whispered in your ear, “I’m going to fuck the purity back into you.” Licking the insides of your ear before biting and sucking on the lobe. “You’ll be clean again.” He promised.

Slipping your dress up and removing your dainty underwear. “Already so soaked. You’re already ready for me.” His finger caressed your lips and he kissed you. His tongue licking throughout your mouth and sucking on every inch of your tongue.

Cloaked and masked individuals circled around you both and you clang into his grasp, shivering.

“They have to watch. They have to be here.” He explained calmly. “They’re praying over us, praying for you and your purity… shall I ask again, if you really want this? Remember the feeling that you felt…” That feeling was all you could think about, his touch and his voice amplifying everything.

He knew you wanted it. Hanging it over your head. Watching you pant and groan, your thighs sticky and your head spinning. “Please… you know I need it.”

“What would you husband think of you now…” he twists his fingers in your mouth, drawing them in and out. “Watching you beg like a little slut for me to fuck you… would he like it?”

You couldn’t bare to answer. “Please just fuck me already…” you pleaded with him, your eyes clouded with lust, his filled with sin and all he could do was drink it up.

The dizziness continued as the people watching stepped closer, you gulped and trembled, feeling like you can’t breathe.

“I’m going to give you exactly what you need to be pure again.” He pulls his robe off quickly and your eyes follow. His body sculpted to perfection, lean and a perfect built. Your eyes trailed down to his cock and you tried not to moan aloud.

Long and girthy with a dark pink tip, standing curved and full at your attention. You swallowed hard.

Leaning over you, he rubs himself between your cool wet gooey folds, lining his cock against your entrance. “Ready?” He murmurs and your eyes look between his then to his cock before you look to the lingering eyes around you.

“Yes. I’m ready.” Your voice strong and steady as your hands grab at his shoulders.

He slipped between your thighs and all of the heat and sweat around your body disappeared when a small moan left your lips. His cock completely splitting you open and his fingers digging into your thighs. Your legs spread wide as his hips thrust forward, hard.

Burying his nose into your neck he does a deep laugh. His hips wild with ever thrust, the splashy wetness from your pussy echoing around the temple. Moans bounce around with each time he plunges in and out of you.

Clenching around him, he groans, pulling himself out before quickly tapping his cock against your wet folds that open wide for him. He feeds your deprived insides his merciful cock with a sinister smile before he says:

“Tell me, who’s your fucking god now? Huh? Who do you belong to? Who is fucking you, hm? Who’s fucking this pussy pure?”

Gripping his shoulders harder and meeting his thrust you finally whisper, “You… you are, master Geto.”

His hips stutter when you tighten up on him, “Oh, so tight… so fucking tight.” He squeezed your thighs and ram inside of you, both of your moans loud. “Gonna fucking cum inside this pretty pussy.” He promises, jerking his hips and fucking deeper inside of your core.

Feeling every twitch from you, he uses two fingers to rub at your needy swollen clit. “Oh you like that? You like when I fuck this flower open?”

He plants kisses up and down your throat. “Please just…” you lock your legs around his waist, tightly. Wetness sliding down your thighs.

He shutters and sighs, rocking his hips and thrusting harder inside. His eyes intense as they glare down at you. “Such a good girl,” He says, his voice guff and his cock throbbing hard.

Your nails dig into his skin and your pussy squirts as he works his way in and out of you.“Take it.” He tip kissing your womb ever so gently before he’s pounding inside again, watching your thighs jiggle with every moment.

“Take my cum.” He growls, stilling over you. His body shakes and so goes yours, once his cum is planted inside of you, your body feels cool again.

Panting, you look into his dark eyes. “Am I pure?” Your eyes shining with hope and pleasure.

“Far from it.” He says and your face falls. “Turn around.”

Embarrassed and confused, you turn on your stomach.

You feel his rough hands touching on your ass and squeezing the plushness of it before he does the unexpected. A loud slap rings throughout the temple and you grown in pain. “Count.” He does another one to the opposite cheek.

“O-one…” Your soaked folds growing even wetness. “Two…”

Rubbing his cock between your ass he does another slap. “Three—!”

“I’m going to have my way with you for the rest of the day… until you physically can’t anymore.” He says with a deep chuckle. “Ready?”

stepcest! jake who’ll wait for your mom to conveniently go away on a business trip and takes this moment to bless every fucking room of the house with your cum, making sure he’d fuck you on every surface 🤭 and when she comes home he’ll have that wolfish grin on him watching as she eats food off the table that just yesterday was soaked with your juices

the second the front door closes, he has you bent over the kitchen counters and everything. head pressed down on the surface, back arched with your ass hanging up for his cock to easily slip into you. you’re moaning his name, begging for him to fill you up like how you deserve. when jake does cum inside your pretty cunt, he makes you thank him; “mm, t-thank you, daddy!” he’ll smirk at your words, “that’s my girl.. so polite.”

him also being the type to fuck his cum back into you to make sure you’re definitely knocked up after the day’s session; lifting you onto the counter and fingering you ‘til your body’s aching to stop. he’ll make sure you’re fucking bred by the end of the night and carrying his baby. it lowkey backfires on him, though. he’s wild with his fingers.. fast pace, crazy fuckin’ rhythm, like he’s insane. you end up squirting all over the counters and surfaces, and he makes you clean it all up.

by clean it up, i mean with your tongue. he’ll drag you across the surface by the back of your head, using your muscle to mop up your own mess. “such a dirty fuckin’ girl,” he’s pulling at the roots of your hair, tugging you around like a rag doll. “wait ‘til your ma comes home, sweetheart. she won’t be very happy with the messes you’ve made today with her husband, hm?”

consider being sarada’s friend growing up and having the hots for her dad. turning 18 and getting bred by him just like how you wanted 🖤

he wouldn’t even pay attention to you at all in the beginning. he’s not necessarily a good husband but he has his fun outside the village so when he returns and he sees you there, he’s shocked at how much you’ve grown and he’s definitely into it.

he doesn’t even try to hide the way he looks at you even if sakura is there in the room. she obviously picks up on it and tries to get his attention but he only wants you.

it isn’t long before he’s bending you over the kitchen counter and fucking you fast and hard, knowing sarada and sakura could walk in at any moment and see you and he wants that. he wants to see the look on sakura’s face while he’s balls deep in a young 18 year old.