Sub!vi Who Can’t Look At You When You Eat Her Out, Cus The Sight Of Your Tongue Teasing Her Clit While

continuation of this.

★ thinking about bestfriend!satoru who offers to teach you how to give a blowjob so that you can get some ‘practice’ for if you ever decide to do it to other guys.

imagine his big hand tangling in the back of hair, guiding your curious face closer to his lap as he sits with his lanky legs sprawled out in a manspread atop the couch. “that’s it, pretty girl,” he praises, even though all you’ve actually done so far is simply kneel before him. “do you wanna take it out now? these pants are feeling awfully tight, y’know.”

“o-okay, toru.” you hum, slowly trailing your fingers up his clothed thighs to give the waistband of his sweatpants a small tug while his gentle but firm grip on your hair keeps your gaze locked with his the entire time.

and it’s impossible to hide your reaction of wide-eyed surprise once you realize he’s not even wearing any underwear today, his bare cock slapping against his abdomen once freed and causing your thighs to instinctively press together with how big it is.

“it’s okay to touch it, sweetheart,” satoru coos with a soft grin, wrapping a hand of his own around the base and angling it forward so the leaking head taps teasingly against your heated cheek. “promise ‘lil toru doesn’t bite.”

shaking your head to pull yourself from your daze, you lean down and brush an experimental kiss against the pinkish tip of his cock, earning a deep groan from your bestfriend as a reward.

“mmm… doing s’good for me already,” he encourages, peering down at you through messy white bangs with undeniable tenderness dancing in his bright gaze. “try giving it a little lick too, yeah?”

but unfortunately, satoru doesn’t end up getting much teaching done at all when he can’t stop himself from cumming after just a few laps of your soft tongue along his length — oops!

but it’s fine… because the two of you can just keep trying until he actually lasts long enough to show you the ropes for real, right?

god i hate anxiety so much like it's so inconvenient. 90% of the time i’m anxious, its bc of some dumb shit. like i feel so anxious i could cry and the reason is so dumb ugh i wish i was a clock or a chair.

i am grinding my teeth so hard my jaw is hurting bruh who decided that i would be a human without my consent. i wanted to be a pink and zebra coo-koo clock.

they were so me during this whole episode.

Overwhelmed

dating nerdy bf! gojo— everyone thinks your sweet little dork of a boyfriend is innocent, but little do they know how much of a horny freak he is, especially when you’re sitting on his lap in the library studying; his weakness.

you were too concentrated on jotting notes down to realize his hard length was poking you from underneath your skirt nor hear his breathing starting to become heavy until he moves your hair to the side and rasps in your ear, “baby…you look so beautiful when you’re focused.”

confused, you flip your head around to see your pathetic boyfriend in a complete haze– flushed cheeks, eyes full of hunger, lips glossy and red. “satoru, are you okay? need some water? a snack? we can take a bre–“ he cuts you off.

“no.” he breathed out, “what i need…” starting to grind up against your heat, “is to feel you around my cock.” groaning against your neck as his veiny hand snakes around the other side.

you can’t help but feel the slight warmth starting to take over your face once he begins grinding his aching dick back and forth against your throbbing cunt, the stimulation nearly bringing you over the edge until you realize the two of you were still in the library, bringing your shaky hand over your mouth to muffle your slight whimpers.

“toru, we can get introuble if someone catches us right now.” you quietly whine, “can we finish this first then we can go…” almost slipping out a moan when he bucks his hips into you even faster.

“no, can’t mmh wait, need you now.” he mewled out (almost) out loud, that you had to turn around to shush him with your hand and caught a glimpse of his fogged up, tilted eyeglasses almost falling off his face and his mouth dangling open.

the roll of his hips against you came to a halt as his body began to squirm underneath yours, his eyes rolling back and sweat starting to drip down the sides of his face as he pants again your hand, the tent in his pants now becoming a stained wet spot. “so sorry sweets i-“ profusely apologizing. you sigh and get up from his lap.

“yeah yeah, c’mon lets go before someone notices you stained your pants you nerd.”

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i promised you 🦋

(crossposting from x, bsky, & ig)

The amount of joy human alastor and his mother gives me should be illegal

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can't stop imagining how it'd feel to bounce on ellie's strap. she lets you preside, and prepares herself: waiting with a stupid grin and an open lap, she spits in her palm with audible ejection. “ptuh!” the glob is balled into a fist, then slathered down the forest-green length of her cock, adding dull shine to the veins. she observes, with indolent, low-lidded eyes, as you bring a leg over and your bare form melts with immediate ease; her lap is warm; a sigh lulls out. those thigh muscles tense under the pressure—the soft pressure of you pinning her further into the couch cushion.

she stares up and chuckles, “gonna put it in?” the obvious question. affirming it made her heart rush and her flesh whir with anticipation—she paws your waist to calm it, or attempt to. you shift through the gaps of her grip, replacing it with your hips that come up and angle above that tip. “am i going to?” you whisper, a delayed reply. god, you ruin this girl.

ellie shudders, tortured, her freckled cheeks flushed in red, watching the length disappear inside your hole. a long moan pushes her throat open. “ohh—fuck babe.” she comprehends how wet you true-as-hell are when her cock slides out, and your folds drag along them, painting a filthier gloss in their wake. she has to swallow herself. “fuck,” biting her lip and cursing again—since it's all she seems to remember; that single syllable. “how the fuck can you take all that?” the girl under you behaves like a congregant, and you, the god. the sounds of flesh slapping together fill the room before she can match your momentum. hurried hands travel your curves, grope your thighs and pull the flesh, spreading your cunt to make it simple; she fucks you right back—encouraged. “so f-fuckin' ho-ot babe. uhn-uh-uh, fuck!” not to mention: her cunt throbbing at the sight of your bouncing tits, and yours at hers, lined up with her needless thrusts. you're eager to shut her loud mouth with them.

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭.

being stressed and ranting about your day to satoru while your hand is wrapped around his cock, stroking him and teasing his tip so much. all he can muster up is cute whimpers and gasps and little 'uh-huh's and 'mmhm's as he tries to listen but cant because you look too pretty all grumpy and upset, thick globs of cum dribbling out of his cock pitifully as you unknowingly overstimulate him into his next orgasm.

after almost decade of using AO3, i have just found out that you can put it on dark mode.

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