Rule Break

reblog if it's okay for your mutuals to message you and create an actual friendship, not just interactions

retired aizawa who thinks he'll never find love now that he's passed his prime vs reader who masturbates to the thought of his salt and pepper pubes

#bringbackhooderen

how do you think jock yuuji would react to you asking to try anal for the first time. i think he would just stop existing, like no blood pulse, breathing movements, thoughts, nothing just stop existing and once it hits him of what you asked he losing it like a feral beast 

࣪𖤐๋࣭ — JOCK BF!YUUJI ENTRY #12. experiments.

about. with her permission, our jock boyfriend tries something new with his sweet, shy little girlfriend and as it turns out… she may be more into it than he is. m.list ! ִ ࣪𖤐₊ ⊹

warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact! smut, nsfw, characters aged up to 20s, oral sex (f!receiving), anal sex ( fingering ), consent checks, slight aftercare and pillow talk, weird / fem!reader, jock bf!yuuji.

i like to think that jock bf yuuji has all these things he wants to try with you but is too shy to ask because he doesn’t want to pressure you at all. he knows that you’re inexperienced and like certain kinks or positions can be daunting to someone who hasn’t really experienced sex yet.

often times, when you chat about it — yuuji lets you take the lead and asks you to let him know what you want above all else. he wants to know how to best please his shy baby. so i guess when you ask him to try anal, a little hesitant and sheepish, your big pretty eyes avoiding his gaze … he does absolutely lose his mind.

like, itadori’s throat runs dry and his eyes nearly disappear into his skull at the weak whimper of his name you let out. he feels himself tenting in his pants and you’ve not even touched him. not even done anything :( he feels a little guilty for wanting to corrupt you like this.

“are you sure?” he asks, trying to calm his heart down.

“i mean… yeah? u-unless you don’t want to? i mean! it seems like something most guys are into so—“

yuuji stops you in your tracks, grabbing your hands firmly. “i want you to want to do it. not because you think i’ll like it, and god knows i will, but because it’s something you think you might enjoy.” he tells you softly, tender honey brown eyes melting you on the spot. “you got that baby?”

“got it…” and it’s the way you so submissively agree, putty in the hands of a jock you still think is way too out of your league. he’s so good to you, he dominates and controls where you’re unsure and you trust yuuji, which is exactly why you let him fold you over the edge of his bed a few weeks later.

you’d set a date for the special night, where yuuji would spend hours between your legs with his mouth on your cunt and thumb slowly circling the rim of your pert ass to ease you open for him. there’s a new type of lust in the air, copious amounts of lube and being stimulated in more than one place is way too much for a sweet thing like you, eyes all teary as your boyfriend slowly pushes past the tight ring of flesh once you cum on his tongue for the nth time that night.

“colour, sweet girl?”

“g-green…”

smiling at your hiccuping and sniffing, itadori presses a kiss to your slick shined inner thighs then over your clit and the spasming entrance to your pussy while his thumb languidly strokes your asshole. “mmm, thank you for telling me baby. god just… look at you. s’pretty when you suck me in,” itadori coos proudly, licking up your wet thigh, moaning at the taste of you. he really can’t help it, spitting between your ass cheeks and watching the gooey, frothy mix of your arousal and his salvia slide over your tiny hole. it adds ease to his fingers that push their way inside, guides them into a gentle tide of thrusts as he finger fucks your ass open. “don’t think you’ll be able to take my cock today, s’too tight. fuck…look at that.” he laughs, scissoring his fingers to admire the clear strings that web between them. can i add another finger?”

“yuuji,” you wail his name like it’s the lyrics in an angels song, sweaty back arching off the bed while your eyes screw shut, struggling to stay on him. “please…please…”

“i know, i know. it’s too much,” he curls his fingers between baited breaths and sinful sighs — listening to the sticky, sloppy sound your ass makes as he presses deeper into its warmth with skilled fingers. you sob when your boyfriend adds another, that’s one…two…three now? you’ve never felt so full, a different kind of pleasure buzzing below your pelvis. it’s all so new and all so invigorating. “wanna make you cum again, feel this cute hole squeeze around me. so…so tight.”

there’s an orgasm building up in the base of your tummy, familiar ropes of ecstasy twisting and turning your organs into knots but… it’s still not enough. still just out of reach and frustrated, pleasure filled tears begin to burn at your waterline. “don’t think…i can cum like this yuu, need — need more…”

“more? you’re so greedy, honey,” he’s a little mean for teasing, but itadori descends on your quivering cunt once more — mouth enveloping the entirety of your weepy slit as his fingers pick up momentum, thrusting in and out of your ass as much as he thinks you can take. the pink haired jock drags his tongue slowly between your puffy, glistening folds — hardly wasting a drop of anything that you leak. he holds it in place over your throbbing clit, wriggling the tip against the swollen pleasure nub until you’re practically thrashing beneath him. “wanna taste you on my tongue, how ‘bout that? you can do it, honey, i gotcha,” he slurs against your sex ravenously.

“oh i think — !” the increasing pitch to your moans tells yuuji all that he knows, you’re so close, it’s evident in the way your hips buck upwards and chase the warmth of his saliva coated tongue, his fingers pumping in and out of you feverishly, chasing your high. “think ‘m gonna cum…yuuji. feels funny…”

it’s almost as if heaven and hell have found a way to collide and an earth shattering high is about to become your middle ground. yuuji watches with earnest brown eyes and knitted brows as you fall apart on his mouth and fingers, convulsing and gasping for air with each calculated touch.

“you’re cumming. c’mon baby, c’mon. give it to me, angel. cover me in it, lemme taste you. let me taste you.” goading, yuuji drowns himself in your pussy, nose nudging at the hood of your clit, while he curls his fingers in your ass again — earning a cry of pleasure from you.

everything burns, your eyes from the tears, your cunt from the overstimulation and your ass from the stretch of yuuji’s three thick and rough fingers inside of your unexplored hole.

all it takes is the he more brush of yuuji’s fingertips along your walls, one more nasty kiss to your precious arousal pearling clit and one more beefy cry of satisfaction from your lover between your shaky legs to send you hurtling over the edge. you’re sure it’s the hardest you’ve ever cum to date, each orgasm with yuuji stronger and more intense than the last. your whole body succumbs to his rein, loses the war against his sinful ministrations and you squirt.

clear, heavy streams like a tsunami of ecstasy. you gush so hard that yuuji is forced to back up and regain his breath — his cheek bones and nose and chin doused in whatever your sluice sex has to offer him. he could die right now and leave this earth without a single regret, appeased by the heavenly flavour of your orgasm on his tongue once more.

rough hands palm at your wobbling thighs and soaked ass as you come back down to earth, blinking away the white flashes behind your eyes and shaking the static from your ears. itadori’s right there with you, ready to pounce with praises and love and adoration for his sweet girl. who gave him all of this mess from a few fingers in her ass and a tongue tacked to her clit.

“‘m sorry you didn’t get to put it in,” you whimper as he withdraws from both of your leaky holes, shakily reaching out for kisses and comfort from your athletic boyfriend. “or that i couldn’t cum from it…”

the smile that yuuji gives you is radiant and golden, so full of love. “are you kidding? baby, all i want to do is make you feel good. if you need me to eat you out to get you there, who am i to say no?” your face is peppered in a downpour of sloppy smooches before you’re pulled flush against yuuji’s rock hard chest, a muscled arm draped over your waist. “as long as you liked it, that’s all that matters to me.”

nuzzling into him, you press a shy kiss to his collarbone. “i-i liked it!” you squeak and hide your face in itadori’s neck. “it was different but it felt…really good. especially when you um… ate me out at the same time. i’d…like to try again, i wanna get you inside next time.”

your admission makes yuuji groan deeply. now it’s his turn to hide his face in the crown of your head. “please don’t say stuff like that, you’ll get me hard again.”

“wait…again?” you move to sit up in shock but yuuji doesn’t let you, keeping you anchored to his strong body out of pure embarrassment. “yuuji were you hard? from all of that?

“of course i was!” he exclaims, screwing his eyes shut even when you try to get a good look at him. you pout in faux annoyance. “seeing you so turned on, listening to you moan like that, hearing how wet you were and how much you wanted it just from my fingers in your ass… you have no idea what you do to me, baby. do you?” finally opening is eyes, itadori looks down at you with adoration and pink burning cheeks. “i came in my pants, that’s how much i like making you feel good.”

squirming in place, you hold yuuji tighter. “o-oh…”

“yeah, oh,” he laughs, biting the tip of your nose affectionately. “so be careful with what you say, you came way too much tonight for me to ask anything of you! and i don’t wanna go jerk off in the bathroom when i could be cuddling with you.”

he makes you feel so fucking warm inside.

“i like making you feel good too, yuuji,” you say innocently, face burning just under the skin, lashes fluttering against his pecs. “so next time, i’ll do my best to take it. inside.”

and with that, yuuji thanks the lucky heavens he has such a loving, adorable, doting girlfriend like you,

he curses them too, because he’s pretty sure he’s just jizzed in his pants…again.

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2024. do not copy, repost, translate, feed into ai & recommend elsewhere.

HEAVY ON THIS!!!!!

Shout out to all the Black ppl that can no longer participate directly in the fandom they love because of the stresses of racism 👍🏾 you contain multitudes of value and I'm sorry that the color of your skin and the power of your voice makes people not want to acknowledge that.

So are we not talking about Ken Sato yet!???????

no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while I gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, the the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw dropping, hair pulling, teeth jitterbug, mind boggling, soul snatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy, moan inducing, heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious, gushy, creamy, beastly, lip biting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, bone breaking, world ending, black hole creating, universe destroying, head nodding, soul evaporating, volcano erupting, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eyelash removing, eye widening, pussy popping, nail scratching, back cuts, spectacular, brain cell desolving, hair ripping, mouth foaming, heavenly, awakening, devils tango ever bro could cause a nuclear bomb inside me and I'd still ride

credits to: @kimiimaus

☆༉ — EIJIROU KIRISHIMA. ribbons, restraint and resolve.

about. eijirou kirishima loves to be tied up and restrained in the bedroom but not for the reasons you may think.

warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact ! nsfw, smut, bondage, ribbon as a restraint, slight!dom / sub dynamics, edging, begging, orgasm control, kirishima is slightly mean, pro hero!kirishima, fem!reader.

kirishima who likes to be tied up. even though you both know that he’s big enough and strong enough to break through any type of restraint that you own. he likes the restriction, likes how you use him all for yourself, likes how you get too tired too quickly and start to cry out for him to move or fuck up into you.

kirishima who gets a little mean when he’s all tied up, faux pouting up at you — his voice a little higher, mocking you, while you whimper and plead. “ah, ah, ah sweetheart,” he sucks his teeth coyly, fighting a smile, his wrists pretending to struggle against the bed posts and red ribbon. “you said you wanted to have your fun with me. isn’t this fun?”

“n-no!” you cry out; punished by the twitch of eijiro’s cock against your silky, arousal lined walls. “please move eiji, please. i-i’ll untie you, i’ll say i’m sorry. just, please—“

leaning forward, kirishima’s arms bulge as they flex against his silken restraints. golden skin stretches over the muscle, blue veins prominent beneath the surface as he tilts his head up to kiss you. it’s slow, calculated and cunning — the kiss is. one that eijirou knows will only rile you up and make you weak in the knees.

it’s the type of kiss that shrouds your brain in darkness and consumes your every thought until all you can think about is your primal desire to please him.

it’s made obvious in the way your tight hole oozes a honeyed nectar down your boyfriend’s monstrously thick cock. if you tried hard enough, moved your hips a little more, you could get his sticky cockhead to press down on the perfect spot to make you cum and lose all ties to sanity.

but you can’t, not without red riot’s help.

“i thought you wanted to be in control?” eijirou teases, his tongue pressing up against the backs of his pearly white teeth as he smirks up at you. sinister. “you don’t want that, don’t want me to flip you over, take charge from you. you were having so much fun.”

the condescending lilt to his voice sends a shiver down your spine and the urge to circle your hips straight to your foggy little brain “b-but i don’t! ‘m not… eiji,” comes your desperate, needy little gasp. it’s not enough to have him inside of you, to force yourself up and down his creamy shaft to your heart’s content. you need eijirou to fuck you in that way he likes, deep and hard until you can feel him in your throat and see stars behind your fluttering eyelids. “i can’t… i can’t cum without you. please, eiji.”

his poor little baby, all this begging. is he supposed to feel sorry for you? you’re the one who wanted this. you’d be lying if you said you didn’t like the thrill of using the pro hero how you wanted, riding him until his chest was heaving and flushed. you enjoy torturing yourself on eijirou’s cock just as much as he likes seeing you suffer above him — keeping you right on the edge while he lays almost useless beneath you.

when all he really has to do is move his hips.

and that’s why he loves it. the pathetic mess you’ve become. the pathetic way in which you’ve worked yourself up by having your way with him when really eijirou kirishima has been the one in control all along. he set you up to feel oh so powerful with the mountainous red riot tied to your bed. but what’s even worse is the fact that your body knows it can’t get off without him, without his large hands guiding your hips and whilst his own (much stronger ones) pound at your tight, sluice pussy.

“too bad,” the redhead tuts in amusement, settling back amongst the pillows — his strong wrists firmly planted against the bed posts, somehow looking dainty with the red ribbon that ‘keeps’ them there. “get back to work, sweetheart. come unwrap your present.”

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2024. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.

black women so fine it’s ridiculous.

i don’t care what anyone says, omegaverse is hot.

like oh no, i’m so crazy about you that my pussy is literally drooling when i’m near you and it’s making you even crazier? and you’re getting all possessive and needy just because of my scent? and we gotta fuck raw and nasty until we pass out or else we’ll burn? and you’re gonna mount me while we’re at it too?

oh no, what’s that; a knot? you’re gonna stuff me full with it to make sure all your cum stays inside me while you sink your teeth into my neck and claim me as your mate? okay!