Virgin!Choso Is A Messy Eater, Change My Mind.

Virgin!Choso is a messy eater, change my mind.

He would be absolutely drowning in your pussy, your juices covering half of his face, dripping down his chin and on the sheets.

He doesn’t know much about sex and stuff like that, but what he does know is that his pants always get a bit too tight on his crotch whenever you’re close; just the sight of you, hell even your smell, is enough to make his cock leak.

He has never found sex so interesting until you; anytime he would get a boner he would spent his night fucking his cock into his hands, moaning your name loudly and basically edging himself.

It got to a point when even the sound of your laugh would make him hard. He talked to Yuji about it at first, trying to understand what the hell was going on with his penis.

Yuji explained to him the situation with blushing cheeks, and told Choso about porn and how it always helped him get off when needed.

After a bit of research, Choso was positively disappointed. He had never seen so many naked women in one hour (he had never seen naked women.) and yet his cock was still soft and limp. The only thing that would get him hard instantly was you, and the filthy scenarios of you that Choso created in his mind.

So when he finally, finally, got to actually kiss you and touch your soft skin, there was no holding him back.

Just the sight of your pretty, soft, wet pussy almost got him over the edge. Your smell was intoxicating and your taste..damn, he would die a happy man suffocated between your thighs.

He was completely and utterly addicted: your warm legs pressing against his ears and cheeks, your wet hole twitching and leaking on his tongue, your swollen little clit against his nose, your taste, your smell, your soft skin…It was driving him crazy.

“S-so good, taste so good princess, fhuck”

“Mm, you gonna cum baby? Yeah? Cum all over me sweetheart, i n-need it”

“Such a pretty fucking pussy, all mine right? Say it, say it or i won’t let you cum”

“Goood girll, doing so good. I know you can give me one more baby, just one more yeah?”

Needless to say, it’s never “one more”.

He is not stopping till he is sure the sheets are completely ruined and you’re passed out :3

helloo! ^^

Hmm fratboy!Geto i want him

You’ve been best friends since you were in diapers, you literally watched him grow up into this fine ass man.

Obviously he is kind if a slut, he loves all the attention he receives; so seeing him let a stupid bimbo flirt with him shamelessly at this stupid party your friends dragged you to shouldn’t bother you one bit. Especially cause you were best friends, and besides seeing him surrounded by people (girls especially) was nothing new.

So why did you feel your heart crack a lil as he flirted back? You knew his routine by now: be the nice flirty gentleman with any random girl he deemed attractive enough, take her to some bedroom (not his, never his, you were the only girl allowed on his bed), fuck her brains out and probably give her the best orgasms of her life, and disappear the morning after; he especially liked acting like he doesn’t even know who they are, when those girls come up to him later on to try and get a date.

So you were familiar with his routine, and yet every time you saw him take another girl away for some “privacy”, you couldn’t help the bile that rose up your throat.

You knew it was wrong, feeling this way about your best friend, but there was not much you could do about it.

Just the thought of him with that girl you saw him with, touching her and letting her touch him, was enough to bring tears to your eyes.

You left your soda somewhere and quickly walked to the nearest exit, trying to not trip over the sweaty and very much drunk bodies dancing around.

As soon as you opened the door to the balcony, you took in a deep breath; but no matter how much you tried to calm yourself down, tears started flowing down your cheeks, messing up your mascara and probably making you look like a fool.

And you felt like one too. You felt so so stupid for letting your feelings blossom, knowing that this was gonna happen; he would never be yours, he probably doesn’t even find you attractive, so why why why did you have to fall for him like this.

Your self-induced misery is interrupted by the sound of a closing door, and a deep familiar voice calling your name in that stupid soft tone only he uses for you.

You froze as soon as you heard him, back still turned to him even when you managed to ask a little “y-yes?”, trying your hardest to sound normal and not like you had been crying like a child.

He doesn’t talk, only walks closer to you till the point of his shoes almost touch the end of yours. “What’s wrong?” he asks, and you feel dumb for thinking he wouldn’t immediately understand that you were in fact not okay.

Without turning around, too scared of how close he would be, you try to come up with something;

“N-nothing..nothing’s wrong. It was just getting a bit overwhelming i-inside, that’s all” you lie, or try to at least.

Obviously he doesn’t buy it. “Turn around then” he says in that voice of his, and you can’t help but follow his words like a little puppet. You turn around but keep your eyes straight ahead on his chest, not brave enough to look into his eyes.

“Look at me sweetheart” he says softly, his deep voice comforting as he takes notice of the smudged mascara under your eyes. You look up hesitantly and meet his eyes, finding him looking at you with that frown of his, concern written all over his features.

“What’s wrong baby, hm?” he asks, bringing a warm hand on your cheek and gently drying the remaining tears with his thumb. The pet name makes your heart flutter, and you internally slap yourself because he did not mean in that way you idiot!

“Told you..” you murmur, but he insists, and asks the question again. “..It’s dumb” you try to avoid answering, but he doesn’t let up; “It’s not dumb if it got you feeling all sad” he says softly, bringing you to his chest and holding you close, one hand on your back and the other petting your hair.

You relax into his warm chest, and as the tears come down again you don’t try to stop them; you only grip his shirt tighter, as if afraid he would go. In return, he holds you tighter and presses his cheek to your head, occasionally placing small kisses onto your hair.

“What happened pretty girl? Do I need to beat someone up?” he jokes lightly, but is voice has a bit (a lot) of seriousness in it, and you know that if you tell him a name he wouldn’t think twice before fighting someone for you.

“You” you mumble into his chest, pressing yourself as close as possible to him.

“Oh..what did I do baby? ‘m sorry” he apologizes sincerely, even though he doesn’t know what he really did; just the thought of hurting you in any way makes him wanna jump off that balcony right in that moment.

“Why are you here sugu’? You should already be fucking that blonde girl by now” you can’t help the bitterness in your voice even when you still clung to him like a koala.

“..Is that why you’re sad? Because of that girl?” he asks with a tilt of his head, taking your face in his hands gently and pulling your face up and away from his chest to look you in the eyes.

“N-no..yes. I d-dunno!” you sigh “It’s just— I’m tired sugu. I hate feeling like this whenever I see you talking to some random girl, even if I know that you don’t r-really care about her. I hate it s’ much and everytime I picture you touching someone else I just f-feel like throwing up so hard I vomit my heart; and I don’t want y-you to tell me that you feel the same way j- not the same way that you want to throw up your heart but the way that you like me; I-I’m not saying that you like m-me! I’m saying that I like you and I have for so long it’s honestly annoying at this point and what I mean is that I d-don’t want you to say you like me just c-cause I like you—“ your rambling is interrupted by soft lips on yours. Your mind takes a while to register what is happening, and as soon as it does you let out a gasp, one that suguru greedily swallows in your kiss.

When he pulls away you’re left feeling so warm all over, but also really confused. “Done yet?” he asks with a grin, hands still holding your face and now caressing your red cheeks.

“Y-you..why, I-I don’t understand sugu” you stutter out, and he looks at you fondly before leaning in close and placing a kiss on the tip of your nose.

“Let’s go baby, we’ll talk over some mcflurry yeah?”

Then they kith again and make love and have babies and geto never chooses the wrong path and never gets depressed and never dies and everyone is happy ! (i am gege and i am rewriting everything right now).

Nothing on my mind just olderbf!Ghost being such a meanie, not letting you cum for soo long after he saw you talking to some random boy at your college.

“P-please..wanna c-cum soo bad d-daddy, p-please ‘m so s-sorry..” you whine and beg as he abuses your little cunt, spanking it red and occasionally thrusting a finger inside just to torture you a little more.

He knows you were just being friendly, your pretty little head not understanding how flirty that boy was being; still, he just can’t help but punish you. You look too precious all teary eyed and pouty, he just has to spank that pretty clit once more!

“I know baby, I know” he mumbles while rubbing that sweet spot inside your pussy with two fingers, stretching you out. “Maybe next time you won’t act like such a slut huh? Tch..” he says in a calm tone, even if his cock was hard and leaking and every fiber of his body screaming at him to fuck you, ruin you and mould your little cunt to the shape of his cock.

He thrusts his fingers faster into you, ignoring your sweet cries and pleas, and just before you could cum he pulls away, leaving you babbling nonsense and whimpering like a bitch in heat. With a grin on his face, he unbuckles his pants:

“C’mere lovie, maybe if you do a good enough job with your mouth I’ll consider making you cum”.

yea.. i need him :3

https://www.tumblr.com/cherrymoon4/744574941392928768/suguru-hates-the-taste-of-curses-he-hates-the?source=share

ahhh, i keep thinking about this

this just rewired my brain chemistry lmao <3

tysm ^^ im so glad you liked it!!🩷

Hear me out! Husband!Nanami coming home from work after having the worst day ever; he sighs deeply as soon as he steps into his home, his muscles and nerves relaxing instantly at the delicious smell coming from the kitchen.

He slowly walks to the kitchen, and the moment he sees you he can’t resist the soft smile spreading across his lips. Just the sight of you in that cute apron he bought you, taking off your mittens and smiling at him makes him forget all about his horrible day at work.

“Hi Ken” you softly greet him as he hugs you from behind, nuzzling his face in your neck and inhaling your sweet scent. “How was work?” you ask, bringing a hand up and gently placing it on his nape, playing with his hair.

The question makes him sigh, and tighten his hold on you. “Bad. But it doesn’t matter anymore” he kisses your cheek.“I missed you, love” he mumbles into your skin, pressing kisses on your neck and shoulder. He brings you closer to him, and you let out a little gasp as you feel his hard bulge pressing against the small of your back.

“K-ken..dinner’s gonna g-get cold” you say, but you don’t stop him as he bends you gently over the table, rubbing the fat of your thighs and ass.

“Mh, but I’m hungry for something else doll. ‘Been thinking about this all day..fuck” he curses as he rubs your pussy through your shorts, already feeling the material get moist by your juices. “Already so wet. Always ready for me aren’t you baby?” he asks while sliding down your shorts and panties, letting out a grunt at the sight of your wet folds glistening in the warm light of the kitchen.

“M-mhm, yes daddy, ‘m always ready for you” you let out a whimper as he spreads the fat of your ass, placing his thumbs on your pussy lips to have a good view of your needy little hole pulsing around nothing.

“Such a good doll for me love, always pleasing me and taking care of me. I don’t know what I did to deserve such an angel..” he kneels behind you, keeping you spread out for him as he places sweet wet kisses all over your soft skin.

“I’m gonna take care of you now baby, ‘kay? Make you feel real good. You just stay there pretty for me, and daddy will give you anything you want”.

i have such nasty thoughts about this man.. i wanna eat him :o (english is not my first language so i apologize for any misspelling or grammar errors)

it is CANON geto is a MAN with a DICK.

umm yeah im very much aware??