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HAIKYUU MASTERLIST

MIYA ATSUMU

series

a sprained heart || in which atsumu sprains his ankle, meets a cute doctor, is a shameless flirt, and sakusa is over it

r.i.c.e

hard to get

stolen heart

causing a scene

one-shots

favouritism

over all over again

drabbles

bunk beds

breakfast

sending signals

mornings like this

07:30

04:20

tattoos

MIYA OSAMU

one-shots

off-season

fake fiancé

drabbles

saturday nights

13:25

out of reach

headcanons

food as a love language

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donkeyshrong

3 years ago

Room 505

Gojo x Reader, Geto x Reader , Nanami x Reader

summary : Geto and Gojo were the strongest sorcerers to date in Jujutsu Tech College, you looked up to them and wanted to be just as strong as they were. Lucky for you they were so happy and willing to help you. Under their tutelage you bloomed, but Nanami finds your relationship with them suspicious. A three day mission to exorcise a cursed spirit at a resort, reveals more than Nanami expected.

READ CONTENT WARNING BEFORE READING!

cw : dubcon/noncon , f!reader, Virgin!Nanami , threesome , unprotected sex, coercion, voyeurism, characters are of age ( setting is that Nanami and reader are 19 while Gojo and Geto are 20 in college ) , Gojo and Geto abusing their senpai status , slight degradation, creampie, manipulation, reader calls Geto and Gojo senpai, Nanami catches them and watches, implied squirting, face fucking, slight dumbification

wc: 6.4K

a/n: yes it’s been awhile and I come back with a threesome fic. Thank u for waiting if u waited afsgsjjd thank u for your patience. Hope this doesn’t disappoint huhu just ugh I’m down bad for these three. I suck at writing summaries. Gg. Anywhooo enjoyyyvand don’t forget to reblog and if you like scream and fangirl in my inbox or the comments Huhuhu also will proofread more afshsj don’t mind the errors

M I N O R S D O N O T I N T E R A C T

“Why don’t you go get us checked in?”

You were gently nudged to the front desk of the little holiday hotel, not objecting to the powerful jujutsu sorcerer and your senpai by a year in Jujutsu Tech College.

“We’ll look around and see if anything is suspicious, kay?” A soothing voice sounded from your left, the white haired male’s best friend patting your head as the two walked off together to check for any signs of the curse assigned to the team. The team being your two seniors, Geto and Gojo, and you and Nanami.

The blond lingered behind you, hands deep in his pockets and eying the lobby with his slanted eyes, paying you no mind as you checked in for them.

Nanami was usually paired with his best friend Yu on missions, and he wasn’t really enthusiastic about being given any as well. With Nanami, you could relax a little, his presence was soothing to you despite how quiet he appeared on the outside but really, once you strike a conversation that piques his interest he is very sociable.

“Nanamin,” you called out sweetly as you skipped to where he was, watching the people that passed by in the hotel’s lobby.

The moment your voice reached his ears, Nanami felt his ears burn and he met your eyes for a second only to keep his gaze away, opting to look at the beach a few metres out of the hotel.

“We should go check into the rooms,” you spoke, hands behind your back and playing with the hotel keys. “I tried to get three rooms since I knew you wouldn’t want to bunk with Gojo senpai but there were only two rooms left.”

“I can manage,” he reassured you, opening his palm for you to place the room key he was to share with the rest. He’ll probably hold onto it too, if Gojo gets it there’s a 98 percent chance he’d lose it and make you get a new one.

You placed the key on his open palm, his heart skipping a beat when your fingers brushed his skin and smiled at him.

He walked three steps behind you, admiring you a little as you walked ahead and waited for the elevator. The four of you hadn’t come here wearing your uniforms to blend in with the people, you had worn something Gojo had shoved into your hands and pushed you into the women’s restroom in the airport. The white summer dress hugged your torso snuggly, accentuating your curves and the skirt flowed daintily and loose around your waist to your calves. Simple and elegant.

The bell boy followed behind the two of you with Gojo, Geto, his and your bags. The young man eyed you up and down before glancing at Nanami, probably wondering about the nature of your relationship with him.

“Couple getaway?” He asked innocently.

“Huh?” You blinked at the question, your realisation settling in a little late, heat creeping up to your cheeks as you stumbled over your words.

Before the doors of the elevators closed, a foot stopped it from closing, making the doors open again.

“Darling, sorry I took so long,” Gojo’s voice sounded, round dark sunglasses set low on his nose bridge, walking in with Geto right behind him.

Gojo wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you to his side and giving the blushing bellboy a wink.

You didn’t say anything, looking down at your feet instead, your face too hot and sweat collecting in your palms. You could feel Geto’s gentle yet piercing gaze on you, watching in amusement as the much taller male dwarfed you, pretending to be your lover.

Nanami looked away in annoyance, worry blooming deep within his chest as he thought about whether Gojo was making you uncomfortable or not. He was always far too close to his liking, crossing boundaries that you found hard to say no to. Geto usually gets his friend under control but sometimes joins in on the teasing as well.

You couldn’t say no. Not with how you idolised them. Looked up to them and took every praise, guidance and word of advice from them like gospel. It was merely because you believed them to be good people, like Yu, you chose to see and believe the good in people.

Nanami was relieved that Geto would never cross the line nor take advantage of you. He would keep Gojo in check.

“You tell me if our room isn’t to your liking, Hm?” Nanami overheard Gojo , who followed you into your room, still playing the role of boyfriend to fool the bellboy till he left.

“I-it’s fine,” you muttered softly, heart racing to be so close to the Gojo Satoru.

You’ve gotten so close with the two when they offered to tutor you and teach you everything they know, to help you control your cursed energy.

“Don’t worry about Satoru, Nanami. He’s just teasing as usual,” Geto brushed off, taking the middle bed out of the three in the room. He laid down on the bed, hands behind his head and closed his eyes.

“Were there any signs of the curse?” Your small voice broke the silence, Gojo strutting into the room and heading straight to the minibar.

“Not yet. Most of the cases happened after the sun had completely gone down. So we have to wait a bit,” Geto informed the team, Nanami absorbing the information to make sure he’d be able to protect you.

“How dangerous is it?” Your brows knitted together with worry, sitting on the edge of Nanami’s bed.

“Nothing you need to worry about,” Gojo grinned with confidence, opening a can of soda. “Besides, you're the strongest right here.”

Nanami let out a deep annoyed sigh while Geto rolled his eyes.

“You won’t even need to lift a finger,” Gojo winked at you, sipping his drink, smirking at how you flushed and stared down at your folded hands on your lap. Oh, how your reactions made Gojo giddy.

“Do not underestimate her, Gojo,” Nanami crossed his arms over his chest.

“I’m not,” Gojo pouted, sitting in his bed that looked out the balcony and the beach.

Before Gojo could say anything to aggravate Nanami, Geto sat up, offering you a warm charming smile.

“How about you and I go take a walk on the beach? I heard some kids talking about the shaved ice treats there. We still have time to kill anyway.”

Your lashes fluttered, tempted by the sweet treat mentioned. Like a child easily swayed, you nodded excitedly, the white bow tied in your hair bouncing as you nodded.

And just like that you and Geto were off to take a walk on the beach, Gojo pouting when he watched the two of you from the balcony, the gentle summer breeze blowing through your hair as Geto’s hand rested on the small of your back, while you laughed at something he said.

Nanami always had suspicions that Gojo would’ve taken advantage of you when you had asked him to be your mentor but it seemed that Geto has always kept Gojo in check, never letting him be any closer than he was now.

He’d be able to rest easy after the curse was disposed of.

But for now, he watched you laugh and smile with another man who might just be carving his way into your gentle heart that he wanted a place in.

The dead of night came too quickly and the curse was disposed of so easily. Nanami was already tucked in his bed, sighing at another day of fighting curses, wanting sleep to take him so that he wakes to a new day. He wanted to fall asleep before Gojo and Geto got back from partying in the beach bar, to avoid the drunken banter the two would have. He could hear the party faintly from the beach but it wasn’t that troublesome to affect his sleep.

He should check on you though. You didn’t go with them, wanting to stay in your room and take some time off to yourself since it was rare for all of you to be able to just lay back and enjoy life like normal people.

Nanami sat up. He’ll just knock and see if you’re awake, and then he’ll go back to bed. If anything sounds wrong he’ll come in with the spare key Gojo asked for safety reasons.

Pushing his hair back, he slipped out of bed, eyes already adjusted to the dark and made his way to the door.

“I-I still don’t know how this is supplemental to our tutoring” you murmured, crossing your arms over your naked chest, pulling your knees closer to yourself as he stared.

“Well since I offered to be your mentor, I need to get to know the way your body reacts,” he explained so believably you fell for it. He only wanted what’s best for you right? “Plus, it’s fun for me and Suguru. And from all the previous times, you had fun too. Remember?” He flashed you a smile, crawling closer towards you on the bed, his long lanky frame taking up most of the space.

“Come on, don’t hide yourself,” Gojo pouted, sapphire eyes glowing.

You glanced at Geto who sat on the edge of the bed, a cigarette between his lips and gave you a look of ‘Don’t worry too much.’ Hesitating, you slowly let your arms fall to yours sides, fingers curling to grip the sheets, heart pounding in your chest.

“Ah, I missed your tits,” Gojo sighed happily, mouth watering at the sight of your uncovered mounds, nipples hardening from the cold air.

Without a warning his fingers tweaked at your nipple, a shaky breath left you, trying to remain calm and collected. But he pinched and rolled them in a way that sent warmth to your core.

“Senpai…”. Your lips trembled, his face close to your chest, ogling your tits. “N-not too hars—ah!”

The way senpai fell so sweetly from your lips made Gojo shiver and take one of your breasts into his mouth, swirling his tongue around your hardened peak and sucking roughly. Your hands gripped onto his shoulders, a weak attempt to keep him away but his other hand was quick to cup and massage your other breast.

“Plus this is a way for you to give us something in return. A little exchange for helping you become a better sorcerer,” Geto mused, white smoke wafting through the air, the smell of tobacco mixing with the fresh scent of cotton.

“You learnt something of value today when I exorcised that curse today right?” Gojo asked, his face now close to yours, your breasts where his mouth had been now glistening with his saliva. He continued to tweak and massage your breasts with his large hands, squeezing just the right amount.

You nodded, biting your lip, your thighs visibly shaking and your breathing uneven. He burrowed his nose in the crook of your neck, licking along the column and pinching your nipples a little harder. You whimpered.

“I-I did.”

“And what do we say when we teach you something new?” Geto drawled with a lilt in his voice, scanning the curvatures of your body and how it was now arching into Gojo’s touch, who was now nipping and kissing along your neck and collarbones, leaving marks.

“T-thank you,” you squeaked out, heat collecting in your core.

This was the only way you could repay them, they said. The only fair way. You didn’t expect that you’d be losing your virginity a couple months back to Gojo and Geto, your body being the thing you paid your gratitude with.But then again, how was this supposed to be supplemental to becoming stronger?

One of Gojo’s hands left your breasts, it trailed downwards, caressing your stomach before tracing the band of your panties.

“Have you touched yourself without me knowing?” He suddenly asked, the question catching you off guard. You tried to squirm away, only to be stopped by the pillows against the headboard. “It’s okay if you did, as long as you were thinking of me.” He winked seductively, fingers skimming your covered pussy.

You shook your head, a trimmed white brow raising with surprise.

“Oh? So you must be extra sensitive then,” he chuckled, pressing onto your clit, making you squeeze his shoulders. He sighed against your neck, rubbing your pussy through the dampening cloth of your panties while Geto watched from the side, still smoking but enjoying the view nonetheless. He’d get his turn.

“You looked so cute in the dress I picked up for you,” Gojo hummed, feeling the throb of your pussy against his fingers that were slowly starting to get wet with your growing arousal. “I bet Nanami thought so too.”

The mention of Nanami had you looking down almost in defeat, embarrassed even. Did Nanami find you cute? He couldn’t. After he finds out what you’d been letting Geto and Gojo do with you…he might ignore you purely out of disgust. You didn’t want that. Your panic manifested into tears, your eyes watery as you wanted it all to stop.

“D-don’t want to do this,” you murmured softly, turning to your side, covering your chest with your arms again and folding your legs into your chest. “It feels wrong.”

You heard Gojo huff in disappointment. His playtime cut short.

But Geto had it all in control.

“What does?” He laid down behind you, pressing close to you, his hand caressing the side of your arm to soothe you.

“This.” Your voice trembled, embarrassed to say your reasons but the tears in your eyes begged to flow freely and soon enough you blurted out, “I always thought I’d be doing things like this with someone…someone I love.”

Your eyes widened when you realised what you had just said, gauging their expressions with panic.

“Love?”

“Don’t tell me…” Gojo’s smirk widened and you covered your face, closing the gaps of your fingers tightly not wanting to see a glimpse of their expressions. It was embarrassing enough as it is to be naked and vulnerable to them but that…

Cold fingertips caressed your thighs and the next thing you knew, you were flipped onto your back with thighs pressed to your chest. Your panty clad pussy exposed to bright sapphire eyes.

“You’re in love with Nanami?” He teased, pink tongue darting out to lick along your slit, the cloth dampening even further as you squirmed in his grasp.

“S-stop,” you tried to push him away but warm strong hands wrapped around your wrists, restraining you so that his best friend could have his way.

“Would you rather Nanami be the one doing all these things to you hm?” Geto rasped in your ear while Gojo pushed the crotch of your panties aside to kiss your clit, your body jolting at the sensation.

“Ah, s-senpai, please st-ah!” His lips latched onto your sensitive nub, tongue flicking furiously against it, electric shocks shooting through your core while a finger prodded at your clenching entrance. “Not there, please don’t.”

“You sure? You’re getting turned on though ,” Gojo quipped, his statement backed up when he dipped two fingers in your clenching hole. “And so wet.“

The moment his digits were hugged by your walls, he didn’t waste time in curling them, fingers that reached deeper than your own would. The lewd squelching sound of him stuffing your cunt filled the room as well as your breathy gasps, all words caught in your throat and all reason melting away.

“S-stop,” you whined, clenching around his fingers that were rubbing your walls so deliciously.

“What’s wrong?” Geto pouted, faux pity in his tone as he settled himself behind you, placing you on his lap spreading your further for Satoru. He pinned both wrists behind your back with one hand, softly humming when your ass rubbed against his stiffening cock. “You were so eager to please us before. You don’t want to disappoint us do you?”

“Ah—n-no,” you admitted, the obscene slurping sounds of Gojo playing with you with his mouth and tongue, starting to feel good. Too good. “But please don’t tell Nanami…d-don’t tell him. Please.” You begged, Gojo’s tongue pushing past your entrance and tasting your insides, the bridge of his nose grinding against your clit.

“He won’t ever know, Princess,” Geto cooed, grabbing your right breast roughly, tweaking your nipple between his fingers. “It’s always been and still will be our little secret.”

The wet appendage bullying its way within your walls, wriggled inside you in an unexplainable way. You couldn’t believe that the Gojo Satoru was between your thighs , licking and slurping away at your cunt as if it was something sweet that he’s craved for so long. It felt dirty for him to be so utterly close to your intimate area and that the same lips and tongue that would kiss you were doing the same down there.

But it felt so good. Every time the bridge of his nose ground against your clit when he slurped and fucked you with his tongue had the heat in your belly grow and spark into flames. Your hips would jut and wriggle, the sensations being too much and not enough at the same time. And it didn’t help that Suguru was kneading and massaging your breast, tweaking your nipples now and then.

“Fuck,” Gojo groaned against your heat. “Missed this sweet pussy.” Then he continued his assault, bringing you closer to the edge.

You whimpered out his name a couple of times, mumbling that it was too much, to slow down but it fell on deaf ears, resulting in the uncontrollable shake of your body as you came.

“You taste so good,” he hummed, holding your hips down and lapping your juices that spilled forth, wetting your pussy even more.

“It’s my turn now, Satoru,” Geto spoke calmly from behind you, running his hands along your sides.

Next thing you knew, Geto’s lips were on yours, sweetly kissing you with such care and passion, no time given to you to gather yourself nor process everything. You’d be lying if the way he handled you didn’t make your heart flutter. His large hands roamed the expanse of your body, caressing beneath your breasts before squeezing them and guiding you on all fours.

The cold air brushed against the exposed slick folds of your pussy, your trembling impossible to control you could only grip the sheets and stare at the way they crumpled, the ache within you burning.

With his thumb, he spread your lips apart, whistling at the sight of your pulsing pink hole before rubbing the tip of his cock along your folds. “Why don’t we try something new this time around, hm?” The mischievous lilt in his voice made you heat up further, clenching around nothing.

“You can take Satoru in your pretty mouth while I fuck you dumb from behind. How does that sound to you sweetheart?” He cooed, his flush tip circling around your clit making you moan. You couldn’t take the teasing. You’d be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t want this, didn’t want to repeat over and over the secret meetings you three would have. You’ve always looked up to Geto and Gojo, admired them, loved them. But the love you had for Nanami was different. The way he made your heart flutter and warm was different from the searing hot heat that Geto and Gojo provided.

“Geto-senpai …” you had whispered, gripping the sheets, melting bit by bit by his hot cock prodding at your entrance, your walls begging to be stretched, to be filled. “N-need you inside. P-please. I promise to be good.” You panted, the greed within you blinding logic.

“Sweet Angel,”Geto sighed, his grips on your hips tightening as he popped the head of his cock inside of you, a moan of relief leaving your lips. “You’ve always been good for us.”

“Too good,” Gojo added, tilting your head up with his thumb, his usually bright electric blue eyes a dark glowing blue. His thumb swiped your lip while Geto slowly inched his way inside of you, stretching your walls deliciously. You couldn’t fight back the moan that left you as you stared at Gojo’s expressions.

“Best fucking pussy,” Geto groaned from behind, sinking to the hilt, the fullness driving you crazy, your walls and clit tingling from it all.

Gojo swiped your lips once more, this time with the tip of his cock, the slit leaking beads of precum that in your lustful daze, made you lick the pink head to taste him. Gojo swore and threw his head back, letting you swirl your tongue around his tip before you let him slip past your lips.

You moaned around his cock when you felt Geto draw back, only to thrust back in languidly before building up the pace. One that was too fast it had you squeezing him tight, where his cock was brushing against your sweet spot inside you, one that Gojo began to match as he held you by the hair and was fucking into your mouth, then deep in your throat.

“Shit, keep fucking her like that, her throat gets tight when you hit her sweet spot,” Gojo moaned, staring at your pretty bleary eyes, darkened with lust, looking up at him so cutely as you gagged and drilled around his cock. Fuck, you were gonna make him cum so fast if you kept looking at him like that.

“Such a good girl aren’t you?” Geto grunted, driving his hips til it slapped with your ass over and over, his eyes catching glimpses of the creamy ring of white forming at the base of his cock. “You’re so hot baby.” He groaned, fucking your harder you screamed around Gojo’s cock.

They felt so good. It was euphoric. All you could think about was how good they were making you feel, how hot and heavy their cocks were inside you, and how their praises fell so sweetly from their lips.

In the darkness of the small hall by the door, dark eyes watched silently. They watched the way the two men dwarfed your frame, how Geto’s fast thrusts made your breasts bounce til your arousal was leaking down and glistening on your inner thighs, and how Gojo’s balls slammed against your chin as he fucked your pretty face, drool dripping down your chin.

His breath was caught in his throat and he was desperately trying to deny the heat that began to bloom within him at the sight of you getting fucked. Trying to control the hardening of his own cock in his boxers. He was supposed to be filled with fury and thoughts to reprimand his seniors for abusing their power over you but instead he was wondering about how warm your mouth was and how hot and tight your walls would be.

This was wrong, he told himself silently, his eyes on you the entire time. And the sight before him, his two seniors fucking you at the same time was something he didn’t expect to walk in on, he was hoping to see you in your bed, fast asleep. Not on all fours taking two cocks as if you were in heat.

“Fuck, I’m cumming,” Gojo groaned, hips stilling in one final thrust, his hand tangled in your hair pressing you further down til your nose was pressed on his pelvic bone. You unintentionally clenched your walls as you felt his hot cum spill down your throat, taking all he was giving you. “Good girl.” Gojo praised, grinning as he pulled out, hints of his cum still present on your pink tongue.

Arms trembling, your upper body fell onto the bed, Geto’s grasp on your hips kept your ass up, your body jolting forward from each hard and deep thrust. Your fingers curled against the sheets, moaning at the way his balls slapped against your clit, his name falling in soft chants.

“C-cum…ah—,” you panted against the sheets, broad furrowing as you were getting closer to the edge. “Make me cum, s-so close. Feel so good. I—ah. Please. Please. Please.”

Geto swore at the small pleads, one hand snaking around your waist as he pressed his torso against your back, his hot breath against your ear as his fingers found your clit.

“Fuck, you’re getting so tight around me baby,” Geto moaned in your ear, the silkiness in his voice made you clench around him. “Pretty girl likes to get praised doesn’t she?” He teased, rubbing your sensitive pearl, your moans getting louder and higher, the steady pounding of his cock into your cunt and the pressure on your clit hurling you to the edge.

“Fuck, I’m close,” Geto burrowed his face in the crook of your neck, hips increasing in pace. “Take my cum, baby. Fuck.”

“N-no, not inside,” you gasped, the pressure on your clit making your eyes roll back, your protests ceasing almost immediately as your orgasm hits you.

Geto’s hips stuttered as the pressure at the base of his spine released, pulling out and pumping himself till he came all over your back. The hot spurts painted your skin white and he squeezes your ass in appreciation. you were lucky Gojo wasn’t fucking you then, he would’ve cum inside you and Geto wasn’t that cruel, he still cared for you in more ways than one.

Your head was spinning, the tingling sensation that exploded from your core washed over you like waves. The warmth that painted your stomach heated your skin and with heavy lidded eyes you glanced down to see the mess of his cum, panting as you tried to catch your breath.

“My turn!” Gojo chirped like a boy waiting for his turn at a toy. His large hand grabbed your ankle pulling you to the foot of the bed to carry you, back pressed against his chest and his arms hooked beneath your knees, his tip rubbing on your clit making you whine.

“S-senpai , wait,” you breathlessly spoke up, slumped against him, his strong arms supporting your weight. “I just c-ca—ah!”

His cock easily slipped inside you, splitting your walls apart again so quickly after your orgasm, you squeezed him tight. From where Nanami stood, he could see your pussy so clearly in the dim lighting. It glistened with slick and your cute lips were parted to accommodate Gojo’s lengthy cock, the sight made him even harder.

“How does it feel, Princess?” Gojo rasped in your ear, feeling your slick coat his length and drip down his balls.

“G-good. Feels good,” you admitted shamelessly, thighs shaking as he began to thrust up into you. “S’too much, Gojo.”

“Mhm? Make up your mind, baby,” he groaned, eyes closing at the sweet sensation of your soft walls hugging him. “You’re so fucking wet.” He pistons into you, your whines and moans filling the room once more. “I bet Nanami would love to fuck this pretty pussy too.”

A lump formed in the blonds throat, still stood in the shadows of the hall, the room door behind him closed. Why was his name brought up? Did Gojo know he was here? He should’ve known better. He should turn away now before he gets caught and makes you uncomfortable. It was already bad that he had stood there and watched you get fucked by his seniors, and enjoyed hearing your sweet sinful moans.

“You want that don’t you, Princess?” Gojo pressed on, his pace unrelenting, desperate to finish inside you. “Want Nanami to fuck you just as I do and fill your precious womb with cum.”

Nanami’s fingers barely touched the steel knob, pausing on his way out , his curiosity getting the better of him.

You could only whine in response, core clenching tight, the sensation of Gojo’s cock scraping your walls and brushing your g-spot, bringing you closer to the edge once more. They made you feel so good, it always felt like a dream.

“You little slut,” Gojo chuckled deeply, feeling your walls clamp around him. “Of course you want that. Why don’t you put on a show for him then, hm? Look.”

Panic surged throughout your body, eyes forcing itself to focus on the surroundings of the room, making out the unmistakable silhouette in the dimmed entryway. Your hands immediately covered your face in embarrassment, body growing hotter and hotter.

He was here. Nanami was seeing you like this.

“N-no,” you whimpered when your back met the bed, exposing your front to Nanami’s dark eyes. How much did he see? How did he get in? What was he thinking? A soft pressure on your throbbing pearl had you crying out. Why did it feel so good even when he was here? Why isn’t he looking away?

“Fuck, I’m cumming. Fuck,” Gojo hissed over and over, bliss seeping through his features and his grip on your hips tightening. “Watch Nanami, see how good she takes it.”

As everything Gojo appeared to be, even his moans, the one he makes especially when he finished, were pretty. He stilled inside you, cock pulsing as he shivered at the rippling pleasure up and down his spine. Warm heat flooded your insides, the sensation of his seed pouring into your womb making you softly moan in bliss, mind disregarding the idea that he actually came inside you. You were against it. You were. But it felt so good. The seeping warmth, the heat of his pearly white skin against yours and his breath fanning your neck as he caught his breath. It was all too good.

“N-na…,” you drawled softly, trying to form the syllables of the blonds name who stood by. Your eyes scanned him over, blinking away the drowsiness that came with the high. His face was flushed pink, lips slightly parted and as your eyes trailed lower, you could see the prominent bulge in his dark navy plaid pyjamas.

Did he want you too?

“Fuck,” Gojo hissed, pulling away, cock slipping out of you and bright blue eyes observing the white the seeped out your abused hole. “Shit, that’s hot.” He grinned proudly, getting a good look. “Suguru, look. This is what you’re missing out on.”

The raven haired stole a glance, admiring the creampie that Satoru just gave you.

“There’s always next time,” Geto reminded him, a smirk working it’s way up his lips as he tilted his head still crying your pink heat. He’ll definitely get his turn. But first…

“You know she can help you with that,” Geto’s voice pierced through Nanami’s trance, who almost drooled at what he just saw.

“W-what?” He cleared his throat, fists clenched on his sides, telling himself to resist.

“That.” Geto tilted his head, gesturing to the blonds hard on.

“I-I’m fi—,”

“Kento…”

‘No. Don’t say my name that way’ , his teeth ground against each other. The call of his name forcing his eyes that had been on the ceiling to you. Gojo laid by your side, caressing your cheek and praising you, while you looked at him. Dainty fingers reached out to him, palm up, beckoning him to come closer.

“W-want you too,” you murmured softly, the shyness in your voice evident to his ears. The chosen words made him blush. This couldn’t be real.

And yet, he took a step forward. Then another…and another.

His body moved on its own before his mind could process what he was doing. He chanted the word ‘Resist’ over and over, even when Gojo placed his hands on his shoulders, making him sit on the edge of the bed, telling him that this was his chance.

Even when you had straddled his lap, your arms draped over his shoulders, your lips brushing his nose, your very being just so treacherously close, was breaking his resolve, tearing it down piece by piece so easily.

Nanami winced when your hand wrapped around his length, aligning it to your heat. There was little to no fight in him left, not when the woman he sought after, admired, fell in love with, was taking initiative in the way he could only dream of.

The way you moaned in his ear when his leaking head popped inside your cunt began in him an addiction he never thought he’d have. He wanted to hear those sounds from you again, he wanted to be the reason for your moans, for your pleasure.

“K-Kento,” you whimpered, sinking lower unto his length. “Ah—you’re inside.” You breathed out shakily, walls tightening around him, a soft grunt leaving Nanami at the sensation.

Slowly, despite your tired body, you rocked your hips up and down his length, the heat and the pressure drawing you into a trance, already lost at the feeling of Nanami filling you up.

“She feels great doesn’t she?” Gojo mused, watching you ride the usually stoic man before you.

Nanami could hear the grin on his senior’s face, no quick retort nor remark could leave him. Not with how your walls enveloped him so tightly. Instead his hands found purchase on your hips, guiding you along his cock. He could feel your arousal leaking from you, along his length and down his balls. It was so easy to thrust into you with the mess of your wetness and the previous man’s cum. It was all so dirty.

“A-ah—feel s’good,” you moaned, wrapping your arms around his neck, bringing his face to your chest, your body trembling with pleasure.

“Awe, look at our little Princess,” Gojo cooed, watching your cute lewd expressions. “She finally gets the man that she wanted.”

“She looks pretty when she’s fucking like that.” Geto chimed in, lighting a cigarette a he enjoyed the show before him.

“Oi, Nanaminnn. Isn’t this your first time?” The white haired man chortled from behind.

The blond ignored them both. Too lost with the heat of your body against his. Too lost with the squeeze of your velvety walls. Your moans, your gasps, the cute whines of his name on your lips. All of it. It was dizzying.

Gently, Nanami switched your positions. Your back pressed against the bed with him between your legs, and his string hands on either side of your head, pinning you below him as he thrusts into you again at his own pace. Fast and deep, giving you all he’s got.

You cried out at the new position, feeling another orgasm quickly building up in your very sensitive core. But the warmth that enveloped you this time was different. It was like the first morning rays of sun against your skin, comforting and sweet. It was because it was Nanami. As your body rocked from the power of his thrusts, you admired him above you. His blond hair was matte and no longer neatly swept back, bangs falling over his dark eyes, and a pink blush dusted his cheeks, and his lips were glossy and parted slightly as he grunted and panted above you.

Nanami wouldn’t be able to last long. Not with how you were looking at him.

“F-fuck,” he groaned under his breath, pressing his torso against yours and guiding your leg with one hand to wrap around his waist. He was close. And by the way your cunt was tightly sucking him in, you were close to.

“C-cum with me,” you breathed out, wrapping your arms around his neck, his cock drilling into you relentlessly, fat cockhead kissing your cervix with each thrust and brushing your g-spot. “F-fill me up, please. Want you to cum inside me.” You babbled, your words only spurring him on.

“Fuck, she’s so pretty when she begs like that. It’s getting me hard again.” Gojo groaned from the back.

Nanami reached between the two of you, fingers finding your swollen pearl and massaging it in a circular motion, your walls tightening even more around his length.

“Cum for me,” he rasped against your ear. The gruff, deep timbre of his voice made your whole body shiver and melt even further for him.

His thrusts quickened and his fingers continued to rub your clit, your nerve endings becoming more sensitive with each second. You could feel it. The tightening in your stomach, the build up of pressure in your lower belly. Your moans were leaving you without restraint at this point, feeling too utterly good from his cock, til the knot inside you snapped. You came all over him, your sweet release dripping down his muscular thighs and onto the bed, and in a couple of thrusts, his release soon followed, and you basked are the blissful expression on his face.

“I l-love you,” you murmured, against his neck, as he stilled on top of you, cock pumping out his seed into your womb. The warmth welcomed and even making you giggle. You were happy to be connected with Nanami like this. Your heart felt full.

He softly moaned against your ear, your confession making this messed up union, sweeter than it should have been. He could feel you milking his cock, walls pulsating against his length, taking what you could of his cum while the excess leaked out of your abused hole.

“Feels nice to cum inside her huh?” Gojo quipped from the back, cock hard again and hoping for another turn. “Shit, you made me wanna go agai—

“You’ve had your turn dipshit,” Geto grabbed his friend by the ear, dragging him towards the armchair in the corner of the room.

Nanami slowly parted from you, blushing at the sight of your pussy leaking with his cum. He didn’t know what to say. What could he possibly say?

“Are you okay?” He cleared his throat, lying beside you, letting you catch your breath.

You nodded with the sweetest smile on your face.

“You’d be surprised with how much she can take, Nanami,” Geto spoke, the bed dipping in your side as he settled beside you, turning you on your stomach. “The night is far from over. Plus,” he smirked, pushing your puffy lips apart just to get a good view of your cum filled pussy. “I haven’t come inside her yet, and you,” he helped you to your hands and knees, your face perfectly close to Nanami’s cock.

“You haven’t even gotten to try her mouth yet. As you can see….” he lined himself with your cunt, sheathing himself instantly to not let any cum go to waste, only to find your walls greeting him with a gentle squeeze. “She doesn’t disappoint.”

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donkeyshrong

3 years ago

LISTEN,,,,sukuna would be perfect as a manul cat

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donkeyshrong

3 years ago

You wake up slowly.

So slowly, in fact, that when your eyes are finally fully open, it’s hard to tell if you’re really awake after all. Everything feels soft and out of focus and floaty - and even though you’re sure you weren’t conscious till a moment ago, it seems like you're…. Moving?

You blink, trying to get your eyes to focus, to clear your brain of the cotton that clings to it with a stubbornness that would certainly alarm you if you could summon such depths of emotion. Instead, you feel only a vague sense of confusion. The world around you smears together in flashes of color and light, and you suddenly become aware that there is a shape moving above you.

It moves rhythmically, with purpose. At one particularly rapid, jerky movement, you feel your eyes flutter shut for a moment, and hear a groan that, after a second to think about it, you’re sure must have come from you.

The figure pauses, and you think you can just make out a face looking down at you, smiling kindly. You smile back automatically, and at that, the figure laughs, a low, deep rumble in their chest that doesn’t sound nearly as kind as you thought it might. You think it says something, but you can’t really make out what, and before long it’s back to shifting back and forth above you.

You realize, somewhere in the back of your mind, that you seem to be moving again as well. It also seems like you're… Lying on your back? You frown briefly, struggling to grasp the significance of these thoughts. Before you can puzzle it out, you find that another figure has come into view by your head.

With little warning, something is touching your lips urgently, and you murmur sleepily, shaking your head slightly in an attempt to rouse yourself. The figure says something gruffly, and you feel pressure on your neck, cutting off your air. After a very long couple of moments, you’re released, and you gasp for air, only to be quickly choked off again by something velvety and hard being shoved into your now open mouth.

You let out a pitiful whine, and suddenly all your focus is on breathing in and out through your nose. Your eyes squeeze shut, tears leaking down your face, and you forget all about the other figure above you, every thought devoted to your next breath of air. You’re not sure how long it goes on this way - maybe minutes, maybe hours - but eventually the shape in your mouth is shoved in deep, deep into your throat, and your eyes fly open as your breath is cut off completely. Something hot and wet is sliding down your throat, and the thing in your mouth pulses in time. You have no choice but to swallow it all.

At last, the thing in your mouth pops free, and you cough and gasp for air. You have the notion that you should get up, fight back, but none of your limbs listen. Your legs feel particularly odd, splayed wide on either side of you, held down and apart by… Something. With your air supply back to normal, you turn your attention back to the first figure - they’re moving more rapidly now, and it’s with growing dread that you finally notice the dull ache between your legs - the feeling of fullness that comes with each thrust.

Your eyes widen and, for the first time, you look down at yourself. You’re naked, and you see bruises littered across your skin. Milky liquid covers various parts of your body, and the figure above you thrusts a huge cock in and out of your hole, grinning down at you as he holds your legs apart with large, bruising hands. At last, the fear comes, as whatever drug you must have been given begins to work it’s way out of your system.

You stammer and beg, interspersed with gasps and moans, but he doesn’t stop until, perhaps driven on by your pleas, he pushes himself deep inside you one last time and cums hard, grunting with the effort. You cry out, but you still feel your body tense up in an answering orgasm, no matter how hard you try to fight it off.

Finally, he pulls out and away, and you feel his cum running down your thighs. You think it must be over, but in the next breath, another person has stepped in to take his place between your legs. The night is far from finished.

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donkeyshrong

3 years ago

domesticity + peter parker :’)

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donkeyshrong

4 years ago

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝

pairing: hanamaki takahiro, iwaizumi hajime, matsukawa issei, oikawa tooru x f!reader

summary: one night was all it took for you to become the resident stress-reliever for the infamous athletes of your university.

genre: smut, college au

warnings: 18+. seijoh four as sleazy college boys, objectification, dacryphilia, gangbang, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, dirty talk, spit-roasting, double penetration, anal, ass play, degradation, praise, hair pulling, slight size kink, spanking, slight face-slapping, oral (m and slight f receiving), facial, face-fucking, creampie, cumplay, cum eating, squirting, spitting, nipple play, dumbification, overstimulation, slight matsuhana action

word count: 3.5k

author's note: the long awaited sequel to checkmate (go read it if you want to be fully immersed/have an idea of what this nasty thing is about or not cause this is literally just pawrn HHH) but yeah here's a gangbang with seijoh 4 <3 (let me know if i missed any warnings!) (MINORS DNI)

no beta cause we go down swinging !

[10:34 PM]

it would definitely be a lie if you said you had no idea how this entire debauchery started because deep down, you knew exactly what was going to happen when oikawa invited you to ‘do the project’ in his luxurious apartment off-campus.

but what you really didn’t expect is that his best friends would be involved in the party. if you knew, you would’ve probably told oikawa to fuck off and do the project on your own, or so you’d like to tell yourself.

what was supposed to be a gruesome school project turned into a cliché plot for a porno.

“iwa-chan, i feel like—f-fuck—you’re angrier a-at her than i am,” oikawa hisses through gritted teeth, his abs clenching when his cock hits the back of your throat because of iwaizumi’s harsh thrusts.

“gotta teach this bitch a lesson,” iwaizumi growls, his thick eyebrows furrowing in concentration as he pushes your back in a deeper arch. one large and rough hand comes down on your swelling ass and you moan unabashedly, though it’s muffled thanks to oikawa’s dick in your mouth.

the pretty setter isn’t even moving his hips anymore because the force of his best friend’s thrusts is enough to push you towards his hips. he’s got both of his hands in your hair, his lithe fingers tugging on your roots as he smirks down at you with glossy eyes.

“hear that, pretty? iwa-chan’s mad at you for being such a naughty brat,” oikawa chuckles in between his moans, slightly slapping your hollowed cheeks to keep your teary eyes trained on him.

on a normal night, oikawa would already be passed out from the multiple orgasms he’s had, but your presence in his personal space—where he has envisioned the position you’re in more times than he can count—flipped a switch inside him.

you guys had a thirty-minute break before resuming your activities. despite the halt in momentum, the adrenaline in his veins is pumping, even rivaling his energy and stamina when he’s playing a close and intense game.

you’re so messy—mascara staining your face, running down your cheeks as you look up at him with your lips obscenely stretched around his dick. it turns him on so much, watching your usually venomous mouth get fucked by his cock. coupled with the vibrations of your whines and whimpers, oikawa can't help but thrust at the same time as iwaizumi.

a garbled squeal erupts from your throat and the two other occupants of the room groan in unison as they lazily stroke their cocks. the sight of you choking and gagging with copious amounts of saliva and cum dripping from your stretched mouth has mattsun and makki shuddering in pleasure as their hooded eyes watch you get fucked by their best friends.

“never knew it’d be this hot watching her get fucked like a whore,” makki groans, throwing his head back as he tugs on his cock. “dude, she’s been practically begging to be put in her place ever since she gave iwaizumi the evil eyes,” mattsun hisses, one hand working on his shaft while the other plays with his heavy balls.

“besides, look at her,” he nods to you, lips curling into a sinister smirk as he watches your hips not-so-subtly roll and meet iwaizumi’s brutal thrusts. “the slut’s clearly enjoying it.”

mattsun’s observation of your traitorous body has you clenching and fluttering around iwaizumi, causing him to curse as his hips lose their rhythm. his dark eyes flash, his large and rough hand coming down to slap your ass again.

“you like getting called names, huh? fucking dirty bitch.”

the roughness of his voice and perfectly angled thrust to that spongy spot inside your velvety walls make you whine around oikawa’s cock, causing the brunette moan as he throws his head back, abs clenching as he feels his impending orgasm ripple through his body.

“god, this pussy is still so tight even after getting fucked multiple times,” iwaizumi hisses through gritted teeth, the veins on his neck clearly defined as he feels droplets of sweat roll down the column of his throat. “shit, i’m gonna cum.”

oikawa hums in agreement, his adam’s apple bobbing as he freely takes hold of your hair, fingers digging in your scalp as he pushes his cock further into your mouth. his brown eyes are hooded and glossy as he looks down on your teary and red ones, his pink lips parted as he heavily pants through them.

“i’m gonna cum on your face, pretty girl. brand you with my cum—oh yes,” oikawa moans as he feels your tongue wriggle along his shaft, your shaky hands gripping his ass when your chin bumps his balls. iwaizumi groans loudly behind you, and it has you—and even the other three men—shiver with how purely masculine he sounds.

“take it all, cockslut,” iwaizumi grunts, his hands gripping your hips so tight that it’ll leave bruises, threatening to even cover the ones oikawa planted on you at the beginning of the night. he throws his head back just as his balls tighten, thrusts becoming erratic and when you consciously clench your pussy around his thick length—he can’t help but groan your name along with other colorful words that has your aching cheeks heating up.

sensing that iwaizumi is filling you with his cum, oikawa pulls his cock out of your mouth and for the nth time this night, you gasp and choke, finally feeling oxygen properly go down your lungs. your celebration is short-lived, however, because oikawa still has one hand tangled in your strands, keeping your head in place while the other is rapidly stroking his shaft.

he whines your name just as hot ropes of his cum splatter on your face, his mouth parted in a gasp as he watches you close your eyes just in time. you feel his hot and sticky release coat your cheeks, mouth dropping into a whine when you feel iwaizumi’s quick and short thrusts in your battered pussy, your stained cheeks burning when you feel the warm trails of your mixed juices run down on the inside of your thighs.

oikawa takes the tip of his cock and smears the strings of his cum with the messy black lines of your ruined mascara, groaning at the sight of your face branded with your drool and his essence. mattsun and makki are breathing as heavily as the three of you on the bed, their thighs, stomachs, and fingers coated with their release as they watch iwaizumi slap your ass one last time, earning a high-pitched yelp from you as he pulls out with a wet and loud pop that has them groaning with how lewd it sounds.

the sounds of breathing and gentle whining are all that’s heard throughout the hazy and stuffy room. you’re practically flat on the bed, boneless with how spent you feel and you can’t even move away from iwaizumi’s thick fingers as he spreads the mess of your juices all along the back of your thighs.

oikawa looks to his couch, his sweaty chest heaving as he chuckles when he sees the excitement and anticipation in mattsun and makki’s eyes. he whistles to iwaizumi who’s still torturing you with his fingers to give way to their other friends that are eagerly waiting for their turn to have a go at you.

“it’s our turn now,” makki says with an airy tone as he laughs while giving oikawa a high five, uncaring of the way they’re all naked. it’s not like they haven’t seen and played with each other’s bits before. when makki reaches his scowling vice-captain to also give him a high five, iwaizumi just pointedly stares at his hand streaked with remnants of his cum.

mattsun snorts in amusement, hand poised to slap iwaizumi’s bare and firm ass until the latter growls at him threateningly, dark eyes narrowed into slits, causing mattsun to quickly shuffle on the drenched and messy bed, cooing at you with faux concern in his eyes as he maneuvers your limp body.

he settles his back on the headboard, with makki joining a few seconds later after he successfully dodged iwaizumi’s punch to the gut. makki makes his way behind you, his lean chest pressing against your sweaty back as he widens your stance so that your messy cunt is directly above mattsun’s impressive length.

if you thought that iwaizumi’s cock was already a bitch to take, then mattsun’s will give you other things to worry about.

you brace yourself on the shoulders of the smirking man in front of you, whining when they each take handfuls of your bruised ass. their fingers expertly knead the warm skin before they pull and let go, watching in amusement while your ass cheeks jiggle from their ministrations.

“you know,” makki quips, his fingers lazily spreading your folds as he plays with the cum leaking from your pussy, groaning when he sees a thick globule of white land on the tip of mattsun’s reddened and angry cockhead. “i always have to fuck the girl first before issei does, prepping her for his horsecock and all,” makki chuckles as he bites your ear, then licks it as he hears you yelp in surprise.

mattsun chuckles along with him, his hands reaching out and cupping your tits in his warm palms. “but i don’t have to do it with you since those two over there already stretched your cute and slutty pussy.” makki gestures to the men lounging on the plush couch of the room.

“so i’ll just fuck your ass instead.”

mattsun groans at makki’s statement, tilting his head as he lazily strokes himself. his eyes are hooded as he watches your shocked expression at the way his cock is leaking so much pre-cum. “like what you see?” he rasps, thumb smearing the pearly white drop all over his tip.

“ever had your ass fucked, doll?” makki whispers against the column of your throat, nipping the junction where your neck and shoulder meet while he slaps your ass with both of his hands.

you shake your head, too hesitant to speak because the taste and feel of oikawa’s cum down your throat is still fresh, still raw from his face-fucking. you wince as you feel his cum drying on your face, unable to wipe it off because there’s no space for movement between them and you have a feeling that oikawa will just ruin your face again for his own malicious benefit if you dare try to remove his branding.

“no? you’re in luck, then. i heard i’m the best ass fucker on campus. just ask issei.” makki winks at the said man and mattsun flips him off, grumbling under his breath at the proclamation. makki chuckles, a mischievous glint in his eyes while he shuts himself up by focusing on your neck, leaving marks and trails of saliva as he does so.

you whine as you arch your back, breasts shaking as mattsun plays with your hardened nipple. he speaks up, and you’ve come to the realization that these two are talkative compared to the other duo lounging on the couch.

“even if oikawa and iwaizumi didn’t stretch your pussy, i think you can take my cock, sweetheart. you just have that look.” look of a whore, he wants to say, but you already know that—pretending that you’re not like the other girls but in the end, you want to be used and fucked by the four of them. well, you just got your wish.

“yeah, this pussy is made to take cocks as big and fat as mine. look at you,” he says in awe while looking at his three thick fingers snugly fitting inside your cunt. you moan as you bite your lips, eyes fluttering when you feel makki’s hard cock resting in between your ass.

your grip on mattsun’s shoulders tightens as his thumb presses on your clit, making you arch your back while makki’s hands cup your tits as he squeezes and rolls the soft flesh in his grip. mattsun watches in fascination as the essence of his other best friend coats his fingers as he curls them in your velvety walls.

“fuck, you really are the perfect cumdump.”

“the two of you are so fucking chatty, get a fucking move on.”

“mmm, we like it when you order us around, iwa.”

iwaizumi growls at makki’s teasing, willing himself not to beat the strawberry blonde into a pulp. makki blows him a kiss before focusing on your trembling body, he dips his fingers down to your messy cunt, clashing with mattsun’s as he drags the thick and sticky cum up to your puckered hole.

“iwa’s cum is still so warm, sweetheart. bet it feels like heaven to be buried in your cunt,” he whispers in your ear, nipping on the soft cartilage as his fingertips circle and prod at your slightly stretched hole.

earlier on in the night, oikawa promised that he would claim every part of you, and that included your ass so while you were taking your supposed “break”, his two fingers were knuckle deep inside your ass while he carried a normal conversation with his friends—as if you weren’t squirming and begging him to do something.

so you know that it’s unnecessary for makki to thoroughly prep you, the sly bastard just wants to play with your ass.

mattsun pulls his fingers out of your pussy, causing you to whine at the loss of stimulation while he just winks, making a show of putting them in his mouth and sucking them clean while he watches you whimper from makki’s fingers in your ass.

oikawa and iwaizumi take a deep breath at the display, knowing fully well that those two are fucking nasty and kinkier than they are. but it’s ten times hotter when you are the one sandwiched between their wilder friends.

“just fuck her already,” oikawa whines, his cock twitching in his hand. iwaizumi grunts in agreement, his stony gaze searing into them as they laugh before adjusting the angle of your body.

makki pulls his fingers out of your ass and takes hold of his lengthy cock as he taps it on your hole, saying something along the lines of knock knock before pushing it in.

“makki!”

mattsun uses your distraction to slip his own cock inside of your pussy, groaning when the heat of your cunt welcomes his tip nicely. your nails dig into his shoulders as he stretches you wider than the ones before him.

“yeah, look at you,” he hisses, watching the way your eyes roll to the back of your head as your jaw drops from the way their dicks stretch your walls. “taking my cock so well.”

“you like how me and makki feel inside you, baby?” mattsun coos, and you nod helplessly, unable to give him a coherent answer because all that’s coming from your mouth are broken syllables of their name and tiny yes yes yes’s.

makki bottoms out in your ass and he moans your name, his fingers rolling and twisting your nipples as he nuzzles your neck. mattsun pulls the both of you closer until the only space between you is a hair’s breadth away, until your arms are tightly wrapped around his thick neck and your heavy pants are fanning his face.

“touch your clit for me,” he whispers against your lips. you obediently follow him, removing your arm around his neck as makki’s thrusts from behind jostle your body. your hand squeezes in between your sweaty bodies as you touch the bundle of nerves. “there you go, baby.”

you can’t help but moan into mattsun’s mouth just as you circle your fingers on your swollen clit, jerking at the added stimulation and making all three of you cry out.

mattsun isn’t even moving his hips, opting to let you and makki do the work as he sloppily kisses you, not caring that he can taste oikawa on your tongue. the way your velvety walls drag along the thickness of his cock has him dizzy. you’re so tight that it hurts, but it’s the good kind of hurt that has him squeezing your hips as he rolls them in tandem with makki’s thrusts.

makki tugs on your hair, pulling you away from mattsun as he tilts your head until you’re facing him. “open up, sweetheart,” he orders, voice strained while he maintains the rhythm of his thrusts. you don’t need to be told twice since your mouth is parted from all the sinful cries coming from your throat. he smirks slyly, his adam’s apple bobbing as he spits in your mouth.

you whine as you swallow without being told, and makki groans as he spanks your ass before going back to ravaging your neck, his breaths fanning your sensitive skin as he tells you what a good girl you are.

“fuck, i’m close.”

you whine when you hear mattsun’s raspy voice groaning in your ear, his hips jerking towards yours as he frantically chases his orgasm. “me too, shit,” makki hisses, his sweaty chest rubbing against your back as he pushes you closer to mattsun.

both boys reach for your throbbing clit at the same time, their trembling fingers tangling with each other as they make you reach your limit for the night.

“cum for us, sweetheart,” makki grunts in your ear, his hips loudly slapping against your ass. “cream all over my cock—fuck yes—your cunt’s squeezing me so tight,” mattsun groans, his other hand gripping your waist so tightly that there will be several hand-shaped bruises by the morning.

“gonna fill your pretty ass with my cum—oh fuck,” makki moans in your ear, his hot breath fanning the side of your face as you feel fat drops of tears leaving your eyes.

you’re way past the point of uttering intelligible words, the only thing all of the men in the room can make out are jumbled syllables of their names and a high-pitched f-fuck, gonna cum! your face is something that came directly from an adult rated film; your eyes are glazed over and crossed, tongue lolling out with drool dripping down your chin—there’s no doubt that the four of them have effectively reduced you into a mindless slut.

you’re so dizzy from the hazy and musky smell of sex in oikawa’s room and with the fast circles from both mattsun and makki’s fingers that they’re subjecting your overstimulated clit to makes the knot in your stomach snap.

your orgasm hits you so hard that there are no words coming out of you, only a choked scream as your body stiffens for a few seconds before convulsing so much that you don’t even notice or feel the way clear liquid shoots out of your cunt and on to mattsun’s abdomen.

when both men see and feel you squirt, it triggers their own orgasms as well, causing them to thrust into you one last time before they loudly groan your name as they simultaneously fill your holes with thick and hot spurts of their cum, painting and coating your insides white as they breathe heavily.

the three of you are shaking and whimpering and your body gives out so you can’t stop yourself from falling on mattsun’s chest. They hiss when they hear their cocks slip out of you with an obscenely loud pop, causing everyone witnessing the mess to moan as their cum dribble out of your ass and pussy.

Makki lifts his lean body off of you, not crushing you between them anymore as he lifts your head and sloppily kisses you. he quickly tugs on mattsun’s hair and pushes his face towards yours and it’s just so messy.

the three-way kiss with the two of them consists of them licking each other’s tongues before they focus back on you. when they’re done fooling around, you immediately find yourself on your back with makki in between your legs, his bright eyes wide as he stares at the cum dribbling from your pussy.

oikawa, still as naked as the day he was born, walks up to your trembling and very overstimulated body as he smirks down at you, his fingers rubbing his dried cum on your face.

“down for this again, pretty?”

there’s a dopey smile on your lips but it quickly gets erased when you moan, feeling makki’s tongue slurping all the juices flowing out of your pussy, practically cleaning you up.

iwaizumi is leaning on the couch, his sweaty chest heaving as he smirks at your pathetic whines while your hands weakly push makki away from you. it’s futile because mattsun’s hand is buried in makki’s hair as he guides the strawberry blonde’s head in making an even bigger mess between your legs.

oikawa chuckles as he sits beside you again, lean arms crossed on his chest as he looks at your fucked out expression.

“that’ll teach her a lesson on disrespecting me,” iwaizumi spits, his dark eyes trained on you.

“excuse me? i’m the one she was the brat—”

“shut up, shittykawa.”

[12:15 AM]

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