OMG THANK GOODNESS FOR THIS

OMG THANK GOODNESS FOR THIS

Having wild thoughts

ok hold on let me cook something again

tags. explicit sexual content, creampie, slight dumbification, blud tried to be gentle only to end up ravaging you, idiots in love type of fucking

you and him having sex for the first time and he's so annoyingly gentle as if you're made of fragile glass. the fact that he still managed to make you cum with his fingers despite all that baffled you.

but then, just right after you came, he hesitates putting his dick inside. he gets out of bed, says something along the lines of "let me get us a bath," until he hears you huff a sob. he turns to you again only to see you touching yourself. begging him, perhaps out of spite, to drop the hesitation.

you're a big girl—his girl, even—and that means you'd be able to take all of him. you know what made him walk back to bed, pet your head, pepper you kisses, and mutter apologies?

"i've been prepping myself like this every night, been imagining you inside me for as long as i can remember."

you cry, and incoherently moans of how much you need him, of how desperate you are to feel his dick slamming you, of your yearning to hear the slushing wet sounds of his balls slapping your skin as he pushes even deeper, and most of all, of his cum flooding you at the peak of it all.

what a bad man he is, he thinks to himself, as he pulls your fingers out of your cunt. he brings it to his mouth, holding back a chuckle.

"prepping yourself with this, darling?" he muses, then sucks on your fingers clean, savoring your taste. you nod, pathetically so, and he shakes his head. "these pretty little fingers are far from enough if we're talking about prepping."

it's the thought that counts, though. his gentle apology kiss on your hand tells you that much. and you quickly come to understand his point when he replaces your fingers with his actual dick.

"you see?" he rasps.

then he thrusts inside.

god, it is indeed not enough to prep you.

"b-but, yeah," another thrust, "it must be hard for you, no?" he thrusts again, you gape your mouth open. "never knew you like me—fuck, baby—this much."

hell you do like him so much, if you're not a babbling mess you'd be able to throw a banter, but he sucks on your nipple, quickly earning your forgiveness.

"mind repeating what you said earlier?"

which one? you ask in your mind, physically incapable to speak as soon as his fingers flick on your clit.

"you want my cum flooding you? you like me that much you'd let me do that, huh?"

"yes!" you wail, oh the things that could bring you back from being dumbed by this man. "b-been—hah—yearning for it, please."

his moan after that is telling enough how pleasured he is to do that. you really are no fragile glass he must mind touching. you're his girl, his woman, and you own every crevice of his being. if you wish a hard one, then a hard one you'll get.

it doesn't take long for him to lose control as per your wishes—his dick slamming, the wet slaps of your skin echoing inside your bedroom in synch with your cries and his growls, and, much to your pleasure, he eventually traps your legs down so it wouldn't escape as he cums.

you're trapped—helplessly bound, wrist trapped on top of your head by his hand—because you want to. because you wish for it. and when he buries his dick deep deep inside you feel his seed gushing, emptying, while he struggles to flutter his eyes open because he wants to see your face while he empties himself? it brought you to a seemingly endless bliss.

you two take your pretty time coming off your high.

and despite your weakened state, you still sit up to look down as his cum droop from your cunt.

you giggle softly, thinking; this wouldn't be the last time you'd ask him to do this.

ERWIN smith, LEVI ackerman, WOLFGANG grimmer, KENZO tenma, GOJO satoru, AKI hayakawa, etc.