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tw. big bro mikey, incest, overstimulation, hairpulling wordcount. 2k
a/n. cross-post from my other blog
sano manjiro/mikey x fem!reader
You’re laying in his bed by the time he finally returns from yet another Bonten meeting. Curled into a little ball around the scrunched blankets in your fists, and for a moment Mikey imagines you are as small as you were almost twenty years ago, frozen in time with him as a spectator.
But you’re not, of course you’re not. You’re an active player of your own life, bright and bustling and unending in devotion to anything that shows you kindness. Not so active right now though, he thinks with a tiny smile, walking over to take the remaining surface of blanket to drape it over your exposed shoulders.
You’re twisted into an uncomfortable looking position, upper half down on the mattress but your hips and legs sideways and your knees pulled toward you. He sighs as he pries a hand between your stomach and the plush to move you back into a sideways position with ease, lingering his hand for a second where it looks so giant compared to your resting figure. He’s only gotten this big not that long ago, but he’s always been bigger than you and knowing of it too. It was more of an achievement of pride when he was younger, no one cares anymore now. But never has he felt so much bigger than this moment, like he could swallow you up if he tried.
He brushes his fingertips from your temple all the way to the soft lines of your collarbones, lingering there. Something invisible that blooms under the surface of your skin, hidden by sinew and soft muscle. Because where he is big, you are soft and warm and he’s been told multiple times that you’re everything he lacks. Maybe that’s why he cares so much, even when you’re unaware of his presence. Though, he muses, you can’t be completely unknowing if you found your way into his bed at the tick of nightfall.
Maybe you were waiting for him and fell asleep. He only returns for weekends lately, though he knows you hate it. Mikey is the oldest now, needs to be the responsible one even if he hates it too. But there’s a bright part of his future dedicated to you and he’ll be damned if he lets himself mess that up. The noiret moves from beside the bed to the closet, making his way into the bathroom to wash off all the grime and sin of his day, before setting foot in the room of his childhood again.
He pauses. “What are you doing up? You were sleeping fine.” You’re sitting up in his bed, and though it’s hard to tell in the darkness he known your head is bopping forward with each exhausted blink. You don’t respond until he sits down on his bed, dipping it with his weight.
“Mikey nii, you’re back home,” you whisper, sounding so soft, small, dainty. He nods, sliding onto the free half of the bed and playing with the edge of the blanket as he tries to get situated. It’s hard when you’re in the middle of it, his bed is not big. “I’m glad, I missed you.” You rub a fist over your eyes, before you willingly topple into him. Your face connecting with his bare chest, you reach your little arms around his shoulders into a hug, unable to connect it. He shifts a little to make it easier for you, but you’re just too small.
“Are you going back to your room now?” he asks, trying his best to keep the volume down. You shake your head in disagreement, mumbling something vague about staying with him, until he sighs and gives in to wrap his muscular arm around the small of your back, letting you lay halfway on top of him in an embrace.
“Need you,” your fingers brush against his palm, before you’re dragging his hand towards your crotch, “touch me.” The pout sounds in your voice, and he bites back a laugh.
“Y’know, most people start with hello or how are you.” He pulls his hand out of your grip to grab your ass instead, pulling you higher up his body. Your leg folded on top of his thighs, torso claiming him as yours even half asleep. And your face slotted under his jaw, you give a few sloppy kisses there.
“Hello. How are you, niichan?” It’s halfhearted at best, slurred and mumbled without any thought, and he gives too easily. Always does for you, to his own dismay. It’s turned you into a spoilt fucking brat. He squeezes the plush skin between his calloused fingers, before sighing into your hair and pulling your panties from between your legs with a few lazy pulls.
“Better now I—” his fingers trail over your wet slit with a hum, sliding in two digits with too much urgency. It’s wet and messy for him already, and you let out a few soft moans before arching your back into him, into his touch, his body— your big brother. “Now that I can taste this pretty pussy again.” Your only big brother now. “Tell me who it belongs to.”
He scissors them and thrusts in and out with every lewd, overly wet squelch, bumping your clit against his palm as he bottoms them out, letting you fuck yourself on them as you stain his boxers. He’s hard and squished between your bodies and so warm between your legs, but the feeling of your cunt drooling on his abs is too good to stop right now.
As you’re grinding and shaking over him, he grunts, other hand reaching up to yank your hair back and you yelp, tearing up with a pitiful little whine that makes his cock twitch. “Tell me who it belongs to, baby sister. Nice and loud.”
“You!” your voice gets more high pitched as he fucks another finger along it, curling them deep into your gummy walls, right into the spot that makes your hips buck and eyes roll closed. You bring yourself against your big brother with desperate moans, laying kisses along his tattoo and down to his chest. “Niichan, niichan- nii—‘m gonna- f-feel s’good, Mikey nii. Feels so good, feels so good, God please.” Just a little more and your trembling legs lock around his hips, stuttering through a string of moans when he thumbs your clit hard and fast. “Aghn, ah, ah! Niichan, m’cummin, gonna-f”
You cum with your big brother’s fingers sliding relentlessly in and out of you, drooling pussy slicking up his stomach, boxers and hand. Before you can even come down from the waves of pleasure he rolls you over and presses a deep kiss onto you, swallowing up your moans with his tongue. He rubs hard and fast on your clit until you shove at his hand, before peeling the sticky fabric from him to rub the glossy head of his cock between your thighs.
“Missed you so much, missed-ah- you so fucking much. Wanted this wet, sloppy cunt,” his fingers pull from the mess with a flick, his mouth corners twitching when you yelp, “all fucking week. All fucking week for hours, baby.”
It’s true, he thinks as he lines himself up and lets you drape your arms around his wide shoulders, breathing your name into the kiss. You’ve got your big brother wrapped like steel thread around your tiny, little finger.
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↷ ⋯ ♡ᵎ I FOUND MY BEST FRIEND LITTLE SISTER FINISHING IN HIS BATHROOM WHILE MOANING MY NAME. So... I fucked her.
tags: smut, unprotected sex, dumbification, breeding, overstimulation, a lot of cum, age-gap, gojo is SO obsessed with you, tummy bulge, sadism, breeding, dacryphilia, cunnilingus, reader gets caught masturbating, objectification if you squint, possesive gojo...
A/N: wasn't my last writing of the year lol, wrote this while watching sinjin drowing so npr, happy holidays!!
You’ve known Gojo Satoru almost for your entire life. It was one day your brother Suguru introduced the both of you just so he could enter the house and have dinner to continue playing with Satoru.
Ever since Gojo has been a daily presence in your house. He was known as “Y/N’s big brother hot best friend” well, mostly to the ones who liked Gojo, because that didn’t stop the other girls from crushing into your brother.
You told your friends you didn’t like Gojo in that way, since he was off limits for you- Not only because he was your brother's best friend but because it also ruined your hopes thanks to the age difference you had between.
Being a freshman in college wasn’t easy. Not only you had the weird seniors going for the new girls, but being known as the Geto’s Suguru’s hot little sister didn’t feel like a compliment either. At least Gojo treated you as your own person, not like Geto’s other friends.
Geto invited you over at his dorm, having some of his close friends present, which included Gojo. It turned into an usual occurrence ever since you entered college, your brother making it easier for you to adapt into this new environment.
All of you decided to take it easy tonight and just watch a movie. Nothing wrong with it, right? Well, there's nothing wrong. While watching, Gojo would try to make small talk with you, most likely because he’s just clingy and Geto is hanging with his girlfriend on the other sofa. Nothing wrong with what’s happening. During scary moments he would lean and hug you. Keeping his right hand on your left thigh, playing with the strings of your tiny small pajama shorts.
That comment is his, obviously. Keeping the blanket covering both of your bodies and his totally not wrong act. And you’re pretty sure if he just moved his hand a little higher he would feel your wetness coating your shorts.
Gojo was trying to gain your attention. It’s pretty obvious he’s been crushing you for years now, and he’s pretty sure Suguru has commented about it. Taking it as a go to continue flirting with you and adorning your pretty face with reddish colors.
But ever since he entered college, he kinda forgot about his crush and got his head (and dick) into other girls. The first time he saw you again, he couldn’t believe it. You looked so beautiful and.. different in a good way. It’s like his caged feelings escaped and flew all across the room.
And he’s sure that happened to you too, because your pretty face didn’t hide those loving reddish colors he adored.
Coming back to the present, it was kinda weird everytime he hugged you or leaned into you. You seemed uncomfortable… Your thighs caging his hand, making his blood run straight into his cock. But he didn’t think anything about it, and assumed it was normal.
While he was leaning into you, it became difficult and you decided to go to the bathroom to at least fix the problem going on between your legs and left. After a while, Gojo noticed that you were taking a long time, and he really needed to use the bathroom too to also fix his problem between his legs. He got up, commenting about going to the bathroom too. His friends clearly are not caring about it– too busy in their make out session.
He got out and decided to wait for you to get out of the bathroom. He stood in front of the bathroom door for a while until he realized the door was unlocked so he assumed that you already finished and just went somewhere else.
He opened the door and then, he saw you.
Never in his entire life did he expect to see such a pretty sight. Your pretty fucking face could make him cum alone. Your mouth making an ‘o’ form with your eyebrows scrunched up, just whimpering his name. Legs opened up trying to find balance sitting down in the toilet.
And you might have an exhibitionism kink or maybe you were just at your limit. Because once you realized Gojo was standing there watching you, it brought you to climax. Taking you an embarrassing amount of time to recover from it.
He couldn’t believe his eyes and shut the door in front of you face and went back to the living room with a raging erection, and never mentioned the incident with you from the remaining time.
As soon as he left, you went up running towards him, begging to not tell anyone about it. And Gojo Satoru, being the asshole he is, saw this as an opportunity.
“Okay.”
“Okay?! Oh my god Gojo, thank you so much- I swear I can explain it was-”
“But,”
Fuck. There has to be a ‘but’
“You have to go out with me and do it on my face.”
Silence…
“I- I’ve never done it before…”
Oh fuck. You’re going to be the cause of the death of Gojo Satoru.
He wasted no time taking you to his dorm, stealing small pecks from you which helped you with the anxiety in your tummy turn into desire for him. Feeling confident enough, once the both of you entered his dorm he closed the door and you attacked his lips with no warning. Earning a groan from him, your hole clenching at the feeling of his clear erection making its presence between the both of you.
He picked you up, a moan leaving his lips once he realized the big difference of size between your bodies, thinking how you would be capable of taking his cock. He had to prepare you enough to fit him.
Your back arched from the bed as Satoru's tongue laps up the slick of your soaking hole, his lips around your clit, sucking like his life depended on it. It's been so long since he felt like this for somebody, the feeling that he just wants to bend you over anything and just... shove his cock in your tight little pussy.
It's like, you're created for the sole purpose of pleasuring him. You just have to be, that's what he thinks as he plays with your body. Fat tears fall out of your pretty doe eyes, your hands finding their way onto his scalp and tugging at his hair.
Why can't you just take it? Look at you now, whimpering and crying, but on the inside you know you love it, being a little whore for your brother’s best friend– you sob as he continues his assault on your poor pussy.
Why do you keep screaming at him to stop? You were just screaming his name some hours again. Is it the overstimulation? But you weren’t prepared enough for his cock!
Gojo knows you better than anyone, he knows you even better than your older brother. Why do you think he’s the one taking care of you this whole time in college? Who do you think has been scaring off the guys waiting in line to have a taste of this pussy? It’s so weird you don’t know about it because everyone thinks you’re off limits right now. Is it because you’re really that naive? Maybe he loved that of you, how you’re so clueless of how crazy you make him. Being known as “Gojo’s Satoru’s hot next and official last real girl” instead of “Geto’s hot little sister”
Like- That’s why he's giving your sweet little cunt a lot of attention right now.
“Ssatoru! Please, stop! baby… ‘s too much..” All your whines fall into deaf ears as he continues without a care. Your pussy felt so stimulated as he sucked on your hole, his tongue licking and his throat groaning at the mere taste of your slick.You can barely lift your hands in exhaustion.
For hours, he didn't stop, continuously dragging orgasms out of you without fail.
“Aww, are you tired? But I finally have the girl of my dreams" You nodded, your tummy full of butterflies, making a mental note to talk about your feelings with Satoru tomorrow- your eyes droopy from all the cumming you've been doing for the past hours.
"But, princess, I'm not done yet~ I have to show you how much I desired you this whole time, how much I have waited for you to finally give and and realize." Gojo purred as unclasped the button of his pants, taking off his own clothing. “ But I guess you were just so dumb to get it all those years ago, at least you kept this cute cunt for me. We still have much time left. Fill you up and break you apart baby” You were faced by his raging cock, hard and full- he sits back down between your legs, lifting them up to his shoulders again, he then rests his hand against your clit. And after that, he slapped your pussy so hard that it made you jump and cry of his name. Never in your life did you expect your dream to become true and have your first time with him. Nor Gojo being a sadist and a have an obsession with your pretty little cunt compared to him
"I'm gonna pump your pussy with all the cum I have, girlie. You made a promise after all."
It's like Gojo doesn’t have a stamina limit in his body- able to go round after round in position after position - but at this point it’s been god knows how many times. He’s addicted to the way you feel around him, the sounds you make when he fucks into you a certain way, or just the look of your fucked-out, dazed face that has him needing more of you.
“hah- made a big mess down there, huh?” Gojo sneers brashly, heavy hips rocking into you faster at just the lewd sight of his cum from previous rounds smothering your skin. the aching twitch in his cock won’t fade, pleasure burgeoning with every press of his cock into the hilt of your pussy. “I think there’s room for some more, yeah? just one more…”
Your little play doll for him to change, shape, and form. A clear bump showing and leaving your tummy, making Gojo’s eyes go crazier and more full of desire than before. He programs you to do things he wants, and you just nod your head at his words though you don't understand them, just giving him a smile on your lips- your delicate fingers already spreading your pussylips for him, ready to take his cock inside of you. Biting your lip, rolling your eyes as he plunges into you.
You couldn’t count how many times Gojo’s said ‘just one more round’, but from the fatigue glimmering in his eyes and the raggedness lacing his breath - you can tell this is the last one. So naturally, he’ll make sure it’s the best one of the night.
“g’na fill you up like you deserve, yeah? lemme fuck this pussy full,” Gojo grunts pantingly between a grin, fingers digging into your waist taut as the heavy smacks of his hips against yours get sloppy and quick. it’s with rasped groans and his hips fully bottomed out that he finally cums for the last time, ropes of white seeping out around his shaft and spilling onto the sheets. he can’t help but bargain and promise to clean the bed if you let him do it all over again tomorrow.