Dabi Comforts you During your Period

I want to include this in a Dabi fic I’m writing so it’s like an excerpt. Just a lil scene.

You groaned as you rolled over on the bed. It was that dreaded time of the month again. You already took some painkillers, but they were taking their sweet time kicking in. The sound of the front door to your apartment opening didn’t make things better.

“Babe, I’m home!” The voice of your stalker called.

IMAGINE, nanami kento

content warnings ￫ afab!reader (she/her), billionaire!nanami, established relationship!au, old highschool acquaintances to lovers, nanami & reader are both around their mid-thirties, heavy kissing, cunnilingus, cum eating, hickies & marking, multiple orgasms, pleasure dom!nanami, breeding kink, talks of getting you pregnant, etc. + 5.11k words !

collab submission ￫ for @kamorikiri's thank you next collaboration ! thank you so much for letting me participate in this, kiri baby.

“Thank you for coming with me tonight,” Nanami whispers into your ear, lips touching the loose strands of your goddess braids. His supple skin is gentle as he plants a soft kiss. His hands have never left your waist the moment you both stood together hand in hand being led inside the building. The car to which you arrived in shortly drove off seeing as the two of you are fine. The sky is pitch black, street lights and electricity concealing the stars from peering down at you. Looking down at you, Nanami thinks you look so beautiful tonight. You always do, but he loves it when you’re all dolled up, agreeing to waste the night on a charity gala that you had no interest in partaking in, only accepting the offer to be with him. While you might dread the night, he loves showing you off. You’re a beauty that he’s managed to capture the heart of. How could he not? “I know how much you hate things like these.”

𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧! 𝐉𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐬! 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐞! 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲?

𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐢𝐭’𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡…𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫.

𝑾𝒆𝒆𝒌 𝑶𝒏𝒆

SINFUL CHOICES | 𝙑𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙚! 𝘾𝙧𝙤𝙘𝙤𝙙𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙭 𝙉𝙪𝙣! 𝙁𝙚𝙢! 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙭 𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝! 𝘿𝙤𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙤

𝑾𝒆𝒆𝒌 𝑻𝒘𝒐 NO PAIN | 𝙎𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙧! 𝙇𝙖𝙬 𝙭 𝙁𝙚𝙢! 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

SHIBARI | 𝙑𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙚! 𝙈𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙬𝙠 𝙭 𝙁𝙚𝙢! 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝑾𝒆𝒆𝒌 𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆

MR WOLF | 𝙒𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙬𝙤𝙡𝙛! 𝘼𝙘𝙚 𝙭 𝙁𝙚𝙢! 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

EROTIC | 𝙒𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩! 𝙀𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙨 𝙆𝙞𝙙 𝙭 𝙁𝙚𝙢! 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝑾𝒆𝒆𝒌 𝑭𝒐𝒖𝒓

OH FATHER | 𝘿𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣! 𝘼𝙠𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙪 𝙭 𝙉𝙪𝙣! 𝙁𝙚𝙢! 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

KINKY SUPRISE | 𝘿𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣! 𝙎𝙖𝙗𝙤 𝙭 𝙁𝙚𝙢! 𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡! 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙭 𝘿𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣! 𝘼𝙘𝙚

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MOMMY MIDNIGHT

Mommy Midnight.. In all her big-titted, curvaceous glory. All slitted eyes and sharp teeth, manicured nails stabbing into the roof of your jaw, holding your face between her legs as she plants a heeled toe onto the mattress, puncturing the foam similar to the way her fingers puncture your cheeks. Smooshing your nose into the chub of her mound, smothering you with the heady musk of her pussy.

“There’s a good girl, lick it all up for mommy.” She croons, swaying her waist back and forth, rolling her slicked up folds over your chin in pulses.

You gurgle, writhing against the bedsheets as she pumps her puffy clit against your tongue faster, humping and fucking your mouth with the likeness of a rabbit in season. She nudges you further into the crease of her thigh, silently commanding you to plunge your tongue deeper.

The moment you retract, webs of sticky, spit-slicked saliva snap against your neck. You hiccup, swiping your tongue over your bottom lip to collect the gooey residue.

She sneers at your strangled moans, scrunching the collar of your shirt in her fist to slam you down onto the bed. Crushing you between the red velvet sheets.

She pets the side of your temple, flicking at the baby hairs spiralled in sweat against your forehead. “Do you want Mommy to fuck your pussy now, little baby?”

You mew, hooking your knees over the bend of your elbows to make way for the plush mass of her pink mound to press against your own. Shifting to line your frothing wet sex up against hers, you rub the stiff nub of your horny clit through her dampened labia, squeaking at the wet clicking sound of your holes suctioning together.

She mounts you like a horse, sitting upon the arch of your ass like a throne as she pushes your ankles back against your shoulders. The wild crest of deep-purple crowning her slit tickles your glossed clitty, scrubbing against the little patch of flesh below your navel. She hums, whipping her spiked length of hair behind her as she leans over you, clawing fresh marks into your chest with her red acrylics.

After gaining her balance atop your trembling legs, she begins her movements, similar to how she fucked your mouth prior — in slow, deep strokes. Dragging her puffy folds over your dribbling twat before jerking her hips, nudging your little pearl at the end of every thrust then pulling away, only to begin again. Strings of translucent fluid accompany each bump and grind, pulling her throbbing sex back down to meet yours in a sticky wet kiss, squelching lewdly with a mix of steaming slick and saliva.

“Mommy’s gonna cum.” She pants while bandaging your ankles in her palms with crimson claws stabbing jagged crescents into the skin. “You want Mommy to cum on your pussy?”

“Mhm! Mhm!”

It comes as no surprise once her thighs begin to buck wildly, thumping down on the soft ridges of your vulva until her throbbing cunt ricochets of yours, inducing your own leg shaking, world shattering, eye rolling orgasm. Pulsing clits shove at pulsing clits, prodding at each of your soft spots until the gorgeous rolls of her muscular stomach fold, hunching over you as she catches her breath, tits swinging against your nipples.

“Good girl..”

ଘ “perv!Touya x pastors daughter! reader”

ଘ MDNI!

ଘ reader is afab/black and chubby coded!! I try not to include gendered terms!

ଘ Tw!: Perv thoughts, fingering, sacrilegious?.,blasphemy (just in case)(that’s it I think<3)

ଘ Not proofread! I got a little lazy with the end sorry!!pls let me know if you find any errors<3 happy reading!

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+!!!

Touya hated everything about church. Dressing in uncomfortable drab clothes, the agonizingly long sermons that your father would spout every Sunday for hours. The only thing he didn't hate was you.

The Gang’s all Here

HAWKS 

AIZAWA 

MIRIO

TODOROKI 

DEKU 

BAKUGO

DABI 

LEVI (AOT)

JASON TODD (DC’S BATMAN)

All Might x Reader 😈 🗡 🩸

Miruko x Reader 😈

Present Mic x Male Reader Semi 😈

Sebastian Castellanos x Reader 🗡🩸

Yandere Mirio x Reader 🗡

Yandere Daisuke Kambe x Fem Reader 🖤

Yandere Dabi x Reader 😈

Yandere Hawks x Reader Royal AU Semi 😈

Shigaraki x Reader 😈

 Yandere Stein x Weapon Reader 😈

Shigaraki /// Tik Tok 🖤

Yandere Hawks x Chubby Reader  Semi 😈

Music AU /// Dabi x Reader 😈

Hawks x Nurse Reader 😈

Yandere Dabi x Pregnant Reader 😈

Yanderes that comfort you after completely violating you. <3

Its such mixed feelings as they pull you into their strong arms after leaving you covered in marks and bruises and stuffed with cum. Telling you how proud they are of you, how you're such a good girl, cuddling and kissing the top of your head like they didn't force themself on you like a wild animal moments ago.

And running their hand through your hair, rubbing your back as they whisper praises and apologies in your ear, encouraging you to let it all out as you sob into their chest.

But then their hands slowly wonder, squeezing your waist, then going down to your bare ass they can't help but slap and squeeze, starting the cycle all over again.

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JJK - Gojo, Geto, Mahito, Choso, Toji

BNHA - Deku, Kirishima, Bakugou, Shinsou, Shoto, Shigaraki, Aizawa

Tokyo Revengers - Hanma, Mikey, Baji, Izana, Ran, Taiju

( 𝟽𝟽𝟽 ) ⸻ pretty mouth, pretty girl !

The coolness of the silver rings that decorate his fingers touched his lips as he was in deep thought. He liked you. Correction, he was pretty sure he was in love with you.  He liked the way your tongue licked the wrapping paper when you two smoked in your favorite spot after a joyride on his motorcycle. He liked how you lathered your lips in whatever lip gloss was in your miniature purse that could only fit a piece of candy and probably about two other things. He enjoyed how you talked—your voice like a sweet tune on a Sunday morning. He enjoys the sun bouncing off your brown skin, giving it a perfect glow—like a spec of gold was sprinkled on it.

— age gap / best friend’s mom trope

connie was guilty for many things. having a love for quick things, like the way of living, or money. he was guilty of having such an strong love for fast cars, and dying his hair. but he had never thought to add falling for his best friend’s mom on the list.

neither knew how they had grown to like one another other so much. how they grew desperate for each other’s company, or touches. even kisses, and god did they love that. they both had voices screaming to stop- how this would turn out to be a terrible situation. voices that told you the age gap was too much, he wasn’t ready for things that you were. but he always proved you wrong.

now you layed in a heart shaped bed, in the never sleeping Las Vegas where you both had just shared i do. one step closer to connie being adamant on filling you with his seed. his daughter.

“take s-some outuhhh!” you gritted through your teeth pushing at the tattooed abdomen. your cunt clenched around him, cream falling out of you at just the sight of the red ink tattoo with your name right where the thing that kept him living beat. “you got it. your a big girl mama” fully entering you with one stern pump, he sat still using the pad of his thumb and swiping your red lipstick lips before kissing you hard.

hunger was behind the kiss. it was so powerful that you couldn’t help but moan, his lips sucking on your tongue then pulling back quickly with heavy breaths. you two just started into each other eyes, no words but loving looks- all until connie abruptly put two fingers in your mouth and started to fuck you hard.

“s-suck em. show me how you suck on my dick” he watched your every move throwing his head back when your tongue swirled around the tattooed digets, spit dripping down his knuckles. “mmm just like fuckin that” he praised you, balls slapping against your ass and fingers going deeper into your mouth until her heard your gags.

the roughness did something to your body, it drove you wild so mucb that you began to bob your head, spit gather in the bands of your new commitment of till death do you part. “y-your mine, shit m-maaa!” you stared at how he was starting to slow down, his hips never stoping its speed but just growing sloppy from him being close.

your eyes rolled to the back of your head clenching around one good time before your squirt got all over connie. he was slowly losing the toughness, your pussy only getting wetter and tighter that he had to quickly romve his fingers and stuff his face into your neck, whining from how good everything was feeling.

his pierced - sensitive nipples rubbing against your hot skin making him sigh from shock. his cock let out ropes upon ropes of seamen, that was for sure impregnating you. while all of that was happening, your rubbed your now husband giving his soft loving kisses. so often containing a moan from how full you were feeling.

HE'S SUCH A SWEETHEART, yuuji itadori cw — loving boyfriend!yuuji, perv!yuuji, jock!yuuji, reader and yuuji are in university and reader is an art major, he's literally a wolf in sheep's clothing omg, muscular yuuji.., unprotected sex, oral (f + m receiving), groping, consensual recording, locker room sex, car sex, hickeys, he literally is feral, and ur both equally gross

( EROS WRITES — this is for @murderofravens who made a very good point of yuuji being mischaracterized in writing .. this post specifically inspiring this entire drabble. requests ARE open btw so feel free to request ! )

yuuji itadori is a good boyfriend.

he's sweet. he's loyal. he's charming. your parents love him and await the day the two of you get married in the far future. he never misses a date, nor does he ever miss an opportunity to spend time with you, despite how busy he usually is with practice. sure, he's sweaty and out of breath when he sees you, looking like he's ran a mile just to reach you, but it's okay because you know he's just glad he gets to see you. he even goes out of his way to buy you chocolates and flowers whenever he can!

your friends agree that you're the luckiest out of the entire friend group; blessed with a loving boyfriend who would do anything for you. he goes to all of your art houses, he even buys you a coffee and stays up with you all night in the university's studio, despite having a game or practice the next day.

what your friends don't know about is the numerous hickies that litter your body, because yuuji itadori can't go without putting his hands on his baby longer than five minutes!

the pda in public is kept to a minimum, besides the boy's obvious pervy comments that your friends brush off as jokes or the occasional kiss and hand-holding, but in private? ohh that boy can't get enough of you.

smacking your ass, biting into your skin at any given moment, yuuji can't help it. he loooves the sight of you. he's a total pervert. you've practically given up on buying more underwear because he'll either, a), rip the pair off as soon as he gets you underneath him, or b), steal them and stuff them in his pockets to get off later with them. he stuffs one pair in the pocket of his tights during football practice and claims it's good luck. (you're like, totally embarrassed, but you let him get away with it because you love him.)

they don't know about how he practically pins you to one of the empty benches in the locker room, practically pounding into you to the point where you're sure that you can be heard outside of the room, skin on skin contact louder than the heavy moans and groans the two of you release.

they don't know about the way he'll send you nudes and videos of him fucking up into his fist, even when you're with them, tip of his cock an angry red as the tip leaks. they especially don't know about him recording you as he fucks you, camera capturing the fucked-out expression on your features and the ripple of your ass as he takes you from behind.

they don't know about how the two of you will fuck in his car after a game until the windows get foggy, whether he loses or not. you don't care if he wins or loses because you get fucked real good either way. he'll let you ride him in the front seat when he wins, wearing his jersey because he loves the sight of it on you, or he'll fuck you like a walking stress reliever when he loses.

and they definitely don't know or need to know about the way poor yuuji complains and whines about how condoms just don't feel comfortable on him; how no brand really fits him. and you believe him, with the way his muscles ripple when he stretches his arms. after years of playing sports and working out, your boyfriend is ripped. so you let him fuck you raw and he'll either pull out and finish on your ass or your tits. if he's feeling particularly lazy though, he'll just do it inside. he says it's too much work to actually pull out after a long day, and you don't mind it all too much.

to your friends, yuuji's the kindest boyfriend ever. they don't know about the dirty words he whispers in your ears, calling you his 'good little whore,' or the way he fucks you until he can see tears spilling from your eyes.

he's a sadist, for sure, but you wouldn't have it any other way, not when he kisses your tears away after you're both fucked out, not when he pulls you close into his side and cuddles you.

because yuuji itadori is a good boyfriend. he is sweet. he just has a couple of special interests in private too.

erosuya. (@cafekitsune for divider.)

𝐜𝐰 — 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐨𝐨𝐜!𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐧, 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐜𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩, 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐞, 𝐩-𝐢𝐧-𝐯 𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐞𝐱𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐦, 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤, 𝐞𝐭𝐜.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 — 𝟑.𝟗𝐤

the walls and floor of the nightclub shook with every resounding beat of the electronic dance music, and the air charged with the infectious electricity of the crowd. the room itself was filled with a mixed stench of alcohol, sweat, and a somehow pleasantly light aroma of earth; scents that were sure to linger on your clothes for the next few laundry cycles. 

in between the revolving glow of the strobe lights, reiner caught a glimpse or two of you dancing at the edge of the crowd, your body squished amongst the group of your friends as you swayed your hips to the music. 

the alternating purple and blue hues of the lights cast an ethereal brilliance on your features, highlighting every perfect curve and contour as you danced the night away. and, through the alternating cycle of songs, you’d cast a teasing glance over to your husband, your eyes silently beckoning him to join you on the dance floor.

⭒ Shishiba x fem reader

⭒ tags: fluff for perverts • heavy petting • emotional foreplay • pda • exhibitionist Shishiba • reader is a “honeypot” spy • secret relationship • canonically disabled Shishiba • praise • pleasure d-m Shishiba • mild jealousy and possessiveness

⭒ umm I had no idea how to end this before it got too long lol my bad I may redo the ending but enjoy it for now. I did not proofread this either lol

Shishiba has a fierce set of ethics and rules about how he performs in his job. He doesn’t get upset when people close to him die because he knows that’s just the nature of the job. It’d be hypocritical to be upset at death when you kill people for a living. It’d be even more hypocritical to hate experiencing violence when you operate as violently as possible. Any feelings that conflicted with the nature of his work were deemed pointless, selfish, and ridiculous. He threw them away and fulfilled his duties without a shred of insincerity. Or he did before meeting you, anyway.

It’d been a few months since you’d turned him into a hypocrite. He still remembers your first meeting like it was yesterday. The way you sauntered into the Order’s dining room when the chairman gave his cue was burned into Shishiba’s mind. Your dress was pitch black and a perfect fit for your curvy body; accentuating all the right things. Your hair and makeup were flawless—he couldn’t stop his eyes from flicking to your glossy lips as the chairman introduced you.

“She’ll be gathering intelligence from extremely high profile targets that have a weakness for the flesh.”

Suddenly the unbelievable beauty made sense. You’d essentially be used as bait and work in tandem with at least one member of the Order to eliminate targets when you weren’t gathering information. At first he resigned himself to not being able to pursue you at all, but after two missions with you he started convincing himself that something strictly physical wouldn’t be a problem. How shortsighted and stupid of him.

You two have been working your latest target for the last month, a ceo that turned out to be the host of a human auction, and not a second went by where jealousy didn’t try to consume Shishiba whole. Due to his low casualty rate and high discretion you were paired up often and for long stretches of time. He couldn’t bring himself to be rude or cold with you for too long but God knows he tried so hard to resist you in the beginning.

He tried to write you off, figuring your sweet personality and elegant demeanor were manufactured for your job. The more time you spent with him, the more he saw that you were a true natural charmer. In fact, he noticed that the way you speak to your targets and the way you speak to him differed only slightly. You didn’t praise him or stroke his ego in any way and never tried to manipulate his feelings or thoughts. That last part didn’t change when the two of you started fucking either. You weren’t shy about letting him know you enjoyed his mouth when it was clamped around your pussy and would even tell him you thought of him when you took targets to bed. The problem was that you did it so matter-of-factly. As if it should be obvious enough to not need saying that you enjoyed him more than the scumbags. He was desperate for the emotional side of you, even if it was fake.

Every second you spent in the hands of someone else was sandpaper to his soul. Hearing the playback of your intelligence gathering sessions made him want to tear someone apart. Your voice dripped with a cocktail of lust, respect, and adoration made specifically for the target. Flirty giggles punctuated your responses and the subtle, almost chaste physical affections you’d give them to solidify the fantasy often force him to disable the visual feed.

You were never so intentionally emotional with him and he refused to let yet another despicable man enjoy his idea of heaven without experiencing it himself. You came back to the safe house after your latest session with the ceo. Shishiba noticed that your hair was in a different style and your lips were swollen. He couldn’t help but picture you suckling on the fingers and cock of the ceo and had to turn away to hide his reflexive grimace. Your heels clattered against the floor as you slipped them off with a relieved sigh.

“Welcome back,” Shishiba said without facing you, choosing instead to make it seem like he was searching in the near-bare fridge for something. “Anything to report?”

“In three days there will be another auction. Our goal should be to identify the guests—specifically the bidders—and eliminate our current target. If we can set up to probe or eliminate others, that’s a bonus.” Your voice sounded softer than normal with exhaustion leaking through.

“Excellent work. We should go out to eat and celebrate.” Shishiba closed the fridge after coming out empty handed. “There’s nothing to eat here anyway.”

“Sounds good to me. It’ll be nice to spend time with someone who doesn’t make my skin crawl.” You said the last part more to yourself than to him but he saw an opening and took it.

“Such high praise,” he said sarcastically as he walked towards you slowly. He held his left hand out to you—two sleek black prosthetic fingers reflected the soft light—an offering of gentle affection. A code between you two ever since you first came close enough to notice he wasn’t just wearing a half glove. Genuine curiosity and concern for him gave your voice a comforting quality. He didn’t feel weaker or defective under your gaze. You didn’t probe him about how he lost the fingers. He extended his hand and you took it wanting a better look, next thing he knew he was taking off your clothes. Now every night he’s blessed to be inside you begins this way.

He nuzzled his face into your neck while his left hand interlocked yours and his right snaked around your waist. Your scent flooded his nostrils, your perfume an intoxicating mixture of sandalwood, marshmallow, chocolate, and coffee. Bittersweet and sharp, the best way to describe it and it’s wearer. You whined softly as his lips moved over your neck, soft licks and bites peppered between kisses.

“If you keep this—mhm—up any longer, anywhere decent to eat will close.” You failed to stifle a moan as his hand gripped your ass in the middle of your protest. “Let me shower and we’ll go.” Your right hand had found its usual home in his hair and as you pulled away you cupped his face. He kissed your cheek and shooed you off to the bathroom.

Shishiba gripped your thigh as he drove through the foggy streets. Once you two arrived at the restaurant he was the perfect gentleman, opening doors and pulling out your chair. The change of pace in men was refreshing. Sure, he enjoyed your body but he wasn’t disgusting about it and he wasn’t irredeemable like the men you usually see on the other side of the table. In fact, he was so sweet in secret that he made sugar look like salt. You had decided to order some lily raspberry sake for yourself since you didn’t have to see the ceo again for a few days. Shishiba didn’t think you drank at all, so this made him curious.

“Is it good?” He asked as you lifted the cup from your lips.

“Very, I’ll have to pace myself.”

“Lightweight?”

You gave him a soft “mhm” as you took another sip. Maybe you’d become surprisingly honest and he could ask you to give him exactly what he wanted. You two continued to talk and laugh even on the walk back to the car. It felt like a real date to both of you, but you wouldn’t be the first to admit it. As he opened the car door so you could get in, you ran your index finger across his jaw and gently traced a small circle around his scar. He didn’t want to, but he pulled away from your touch and stared at you hard. The immediate pout you gave him nearly disarmed him though.

“Don’t look at me like that. Someone could see us.”

“Who cares who sees anything?” You locked eyes with him and watched his cheeks turn light pink.

“You’re drunk. Get in the car, please.” You pouted again but complied. He shut the door and got in the driver’s seat. He didn’t reach for the keys or anything—he just stared at the steering wheel for a second. You got nervous that pretending to be more intoxicated than you actually were was backfiring, so you went to tell him but he cut you off with a confession of his own.

“I… Will you talk to me the way you do your targets?” He blurted out but didn’t look at you. Now you feel like maybe you did drink too much.

“What do you mean?” You tiled your head in genuine curiosity and reached out to touch him so he’d look at you.

“You know. The way you talk to them with desire and passion…” He looked like he was asking you to do something so unspeakable. It made you giggle a bit.

“You want me to be sweet to you?” You had a fire building in the pit of your stomach, you let genuine desire coat your throat before you spoke again. “Oh, Shishiba… why didn’t you ask me sooner? You know I’ll do anything you ask me.” You let lust soak every last bit of your speech and his reaction was priceless.

“Yknow… you’re really dangerous.”

That’s all he could manage to say before his lips crashed against yours. Your tongues didn’t dare part before it was necessary. You slid across the bench seat to snuggle into his arm, making sure to gently press your breasts into him. He started the car and drove in the direction of the safe house. He had his right arm around your shoulders, occasionally ghosting his fingers over your neck—he knew that teasing touches really turned you on and the sake wasn’t helping at all.

“Shishiba,” you cooed up at him. “I can’t wait, will you pullover?”

His eyes flicked towards you and then back to the road. His silence was deafening and that intense look on his face made you squeeze your thighs together in hopes of getting some relief. His fingers brushed over your neck and ear again as the car peeled onto the gravel of the roadside. He cut the headlights off and then turned to face you completely. His expression was hard to read. The eyes were still lustful but his telltale smirk was nowhere to be found. You reached for him and he grabbed your hand only to set it down on the seat with his loosely in it. A sigh left him and you could feel rejection threatening to bubble up in you when he finally spoke again.

“You remember the rules we agreed to follow with each other? What’s gotten into you?” He wasn’t actually scolding you but it sure felt like it. You had two options now: answer him seriously or double down on his request.

“Nothing besides you,” you replied while looking at him through your lashes. “Maybe we should change the rules. Or just break them.” You let your fingers dance against the palm of his hand. Everything about you made it hard for him to think rationally. His eyes roved over your face and body with more feelings than he’d ever had before.

“Then let’s start with the one that keeps me from telling you,” In one fluid motion he had a grip on your chin and was running his thumb over your bottom lip. “How beautiful you look when you beg me not to stop.”

He kissed you before you could say anything else. Hands roamed your body hungrily and squeezed away as they traveled to your chest. His words made your entire body hotter than the sake did. You leaned against him and spread your legs more, hoping he’d read your mind. He laughed at your desperation for his touch. He gave you the relief you wanted, slipping his fingers past your panties and swiping them over your clit and folds.

“You’re soaked already. Did you miss me that much?” He chuckled lowly as you moaned in reply. Once he slipped his fingers inside, you knew it’d be a long time before you made it back to the safe house.

☆༉ — SATORU GOJO. a love so cold.

about. as the seasons start to change, satoru gojo figures out a new way to keep you warm on colder mornings.

warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact. smut, somnophilia, soft morning sex, oral sex (f!receiving), brief mention of gojo and reader being married, lovey lovey lovey dovey dovey dovey stuff !! fem!reader.

gojo waking you up on a cold morning by diving between your thighs.

sure the duvet is long abandoned and your (his) shirt is pushed up to expose your pebbled nipples to the frosty air — but it’s the heat of his tongue salaciously rolling through your puffy folds that keep you nice and warm.

satoru breathes hot air against your pulsing mount, his lips encircling your clit as he sucks it, kisses it and makes out with it as if he’s making out with you. every time he moans into your heat, he draws a shrill sound from deep in your chest that pierces the solace of autumn’s silence. your whines echo along with the sway of rustling tree leaves and gojo’s hungry growls provide the bass of your seasonal tune.

𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝 ━ ☆

✩ manjiro "mikey" sano, nagi seishirou, sanji

• not safe for work content ft. gn!reader, unprotected sex, handjobs, hair-pulling (m. receiving) smutty but also kinda fluffy scenario ft. blonde + white-haired characters. tags: @ranitani

• a note from njeri ! : hi lovelies, i hope you'll enjoy this little piece i have a soft spot for. this is also a repost, and i tweaked it plus added a character.

A heavy hand ruffles his hair softly, starting at the top of his head, effectively ruining the style he did that morning. The man merely sighs as he accepts his fate, soaking up the begrudgingly relaxing feeling of his friend carding nimble fingers through the growing, silken strands.

“Do I get to know why I'm being groomed like an ape?”

Their companion laughs good naturedly, an easy shrug of broad shoulders as he broaches the subject. “I thought you said you were gonna cut it, what made ya not bother?”

The question freezes your partner momentarily, and then he's taking a sip of the neon colored cocktail to avoid the other man's near scrutinizing gaze. A flush then overtakes your lover's cheeks as he thinks how best to answer his friend, who's waiting with an expectant yet fond look.

✩˚｡⋆ ⋆ ⋆ Tear You Apart ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ˚｡✩

･˳ . ⋆ guest starring Geto Suguru, Gojo Satoru, Nanami Kento, Toji Fushiguro, Shiu Kong, Choso Kamo, Hiromi Higuruma, and Atsuya Kukasabe x Fem!reader ･˳ . ⋆

୨୧ ⁺⁎˚ ⋆━━ Be advised to the warnings of smut, 9some, groupsex, gangbang, saliva waste, nipple play, food play( whip cream), pet names( Angel, pretty baby, bunny, strawberry, etc.), bodily fluids( squirting, cum, bukkake), Halloween costume party( Geto and Gojo as König and Simon, Hiromi as a priest, Nanami as Patrick Bateman( not his idea), shiu and Toji as ghost face and Jason, Choso as Garu from Pucca, Atsuya as a sexy security guard, and finally you as playboy bunny with a sprinkle), anal play, tit job, foot job( unexpected or expected character), calve job( I don’t think that’s what it’s called), dirty talking, degradation and praise kink, daddy kink, again BUKKAKE, Nanami strokes Shiu’s dick while it’s in your throat( using you throat in a jerking motion basically), reader is hella flirty, jealous! Geto, cuck!geto, fingering, pussy eating, porn with plot( a little), p in v, let me know if I missed anything! Wc: 10k

Minors do not interact, 18+

ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ┈•ﾟNote from Salaciousdoll: Happy Halloween everyone, I was procrastinating on finishing this, but I had no choice since I know multiple people are here for either the aot vets or the last one. Therefore, to those that have waited, I give my love and candy to you all for your patience and I hope you like it <333. Also, this is my first gangbang/group sec fic in a minute, so bare with me!! Some of these may be ooc( this is your final warning before you click continue to read) and as always welcome to Day 6 of my kinktober and the last day of kinktober. After this, we’re on to no nut November!!!

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Halloween parties are filled with people finally getting the chance to show how slutty they can be. You loved Halloween so much, one of your favorite holidays. Halloween is the night of parties and horror mixed in one. October 31st is also the one night you experienced something you never thought you would agree to or be a part of. Something spectacular. Extraordinary. Extravagant. And most of all, sexy.

You were putting on your dark and light pink eyeshadow when Geto walked in your room with his costume and bags of candy he was going to sit out in the bowl for little kids to take, your idea since he hates being around a lot of people in general. You didn’t know what made you an exception, but you’re glad for it. The temple kisses he gives you everytime he sees you ensures your thoughts.

Geto walked to you and kissed your forehead from behind, sequentially spitting out your contour, “ fuck babe, you gotta let me know when you didn’t finish your makeup look, now all I could taste is that stuff you use.” His eyes were scrunched closed and his head was tilted to the side as he wiped his lips off with the back of his sweater. He looked so funny in the mirror that you couldn’t help but to laugh.

Jujutsu Kaisen

Squad: @enchantedforest-network

This is why you hate blunts. (Getou Suguru x Black Reader) NSFW

Forbidden (Ryoumen Sukuna x Black Reader) NSFW [Done as the Ex's and Oh's Collabo by @zorotits)

(Not) Resisting Temptations (Getou Suguru x Black Reader) NSFW

(Not) Resisting Temptations:2 (Getou Suguru x Black Reader) NSFW

Curveballs (Ryoumen Sukuna x Black Reader) NSFW [Done as the Isn't This Convenient Collabo by @blkcupid)

Still Hating Blunts but Loving Friends (Getou Suguru x Black Reader) NSFW

Living the Life (Ryoumen Sukuna x Black Reader) NSFW

(Not) Resisting Temptations: 3 (Getou Suguru x Black Reader) NSFW [Done as Colour Me Peach Event by @peachsayshi]

The Tough Get Going (Ryoumen Sukuna x Black Reader) NSFW.

(Financial) Auditing (Getou Suguru x Black Reader) NSFW [Done as Punishment or Reward? Lost a Bet Collabo by @laudthingcat].

Locker Room Shenanigans (Ryoumen Sukuna x Black Reader) NSFW.

A Final Dedication Blunt (Getou Suguru x Black Reader) NSFW.

A Warm Welcome (Ryoumen Sukuna x Black Reader) NSFW.

Welcome to the Dark Side (Getou Suguru x Black Reader) NSFW [Done as Dance With the Dead Halloween Collab by @nagumoan]