Darkredandroyalblue - Royal Blue💙♓️🪷🦈

“Hey it’s ok… its ok. Let’s just sit down.”

Dad settled you back in his lap, gentle, heavy hands running down your thighs, his palms big enough to cover each of them. He sighed quietly, tilting up a little, and you whined as you felt him press even deeper into your cunt.

You’ve been having lap time like this for awhile. Usually he just rubbed you, one thick finger dragging down the front of your shorts, over your little cock and squishing between your folds through the cloth. He’d get you all wet while he rocked up against you, and then he’d hug you close when he slipped a finger inside and his jeans chafed as he humped harder.

But tonight was different.

It started the same, he offered to watch your favorite show with you, and you crawled up on the couch with him in excitement, but then, after the theme song, he said you were going further tonight. He pulled out his cock—his big adult cock that you had only seen close up when you went pee together—and had you rub against that instead. Without your shorts. And with your underwear pulled to the side, too.

He just had you slide along it for a bit, the TV playing in the background, his slow breathing warm in your ear, and you made the little sounds you always did and your toes curled as your little cock ran along the hard, thick, outside of his. You could see the plump veins twitching beneath his skin, and watched as he reached around to stroke his tip a bit, the foreskin pulling down when he thumbed at it.

But then Dad moved you and rubbed against you himself. It was just like his finger, he said, he was going to press in just the same, and he did, but when he started going, it was so much bigger, too much bigger for a kid like you. And you tried to get up. And he stopped you. And he pulled you back down. And now you could feel his fly scraping against your ass and your hole—young and wet and dripping—was stretched too-wide over his too-big cock.

“There we go honey, isn’t that nice.” Dad’s voice was low, so low and heavy as he nosed into your neck and rolled into you that it almost sounded like a growl. “That’s it. That’s it.”

He didn’t rock much, just kept you there. Hands on your sides, moving slightly but mostly just rubbing over your smooth little tummy, pressing on the bulge there and making you squirm.

It did get better after a bit, especially when his hand slid down to run slowly over your kid parts. Smooth and sticky and steady. You whined again, toes flexing where they couldn’t touch the floor, twitching down onto the girth of him as heat slid down to your ankles. Maybe this wasn’t so bad. Dad keened quietly, fingers pressing flat over the little nub of your cock.

Then, all at once, he hissed and went still, and everything inside became warm. You moaned, all quiet, and he panted in your ear, tensing and untensing as his hand pressed hard over your cock, making it light up and tightening your whole body up hot.

You screwed your eyes shut, hands coming up to grip on one of his arms as your hips ground down of their own volition, confused and fuzzy and desperate to feel more of that thick, pumping, warmth inside you.

When you blinked your eyes open again, there was a bigger bulge in your belly, and your skin felt stretched even further. Dad’s hand ran over your tummy again, pushing ever so slightly, and you felt something hot gush out around his cock. He kept playing with your kiddo parts idly, even though you were tired.

“Go to sleep hun,” he murmured, petting your hair. He was still hard inside, you could feel it. He seemed to wait a moment, letting your breath even out, before one of his rough, wet, fingers left your cock to drag down around your entrance, feeling where you were still connected. He tugged at it a bit, breath stuttering, and the touch made your whole brain buzz.

“Rest baby,” he whispered. “Poppa’s got you.”

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Hi, Winter! What does your ideal date with Yuuji look like? <3

Aww that is such a cute question!! Thank you for sending it, Stephanie 💗💗 I wrote this as a reader insert so you and all my other fellow Yuuji lovers can go on that date with him too 💗💗

Yuuji x Reader (gn). Fluff. Minors don't interact. Divider @/saradika_graphics

A dream date with Yuuji would be a movie date! Going to the cinema together to watch a movie you both enjoy. Yuuji gets the tickets and is super excited. As a big movie lover, he absolutely LOVES to share this experience with you.

You get lots of snacks you can share and feed each other, which makes you giggle and laugh, and you end up stealing lots of sweet kisses from each other. But Yuuji takes movies pretty seriously, so you definitely WILL watch the movie, too. But that doesn't mean you won't get lots of cuddles from your boyfie. Yuuji kisses your cheek and whispers in your ear that you can lean against him, so you end up resting your head against Yuuji's broad shoulder while you're holding hands on the armrest. You can't help but grin because Yuuji squeezes your hand with his larger one anytime an exciting scene happens and then apologizes to you for it, even bringing your hand to his lips so he can kiss it better.

Afterward, you go to eat something. Preferably to a place where you can get burgers and fancy milkshakes. Yuuji smiles that gorgeous sunshine smile at you, and his honey eyes sparkle happily when he discusses the movie with you. It makes you fall even deeper in love with him to see how passionate he is about movies and how much he knows about the whole topic.

Your evening ends really romantic when Yuuji thanks you for the fun evening and tells you he loves you before he leans across the table to kiss you. Lots of slow, tender kisses where you can still taste the strawberry milkshake on Yuuji's tongue 💗

itadori "you're not heavy at all" yuuji

now it’s no secret that this man is incredibly strong. even though his baggy clothes do well to mask his physique, it’s still apparent that he’s fit and toned. and, miraculously,  when the hoodie comes off you’re stuck gaping at the sinews in his biceps. just layers of muscle that’s typically hidden underneath the thickness of his clothes and it’s mind whirring. dizzying. he’s lean– boasting a body fat percentage that’s in the single digits. even without cursed energy, he’s extremely athletic and rivals his most formidable opponents. it’s literally revealed in the first episodes that he can throw a lead ball with enough force to bend a soccer goal post. then he further proves the point by tossing a car over his shoulder in the latest screening. he’s gifted with superhuman strength. so imagine his disbelief when he hears you sheepishly mutter, “I’m too heavy,” when the shoes you’re wearing are uncomfortable and– like the gentleman he is– offers to support you the rest of the way. he genuinely thinks you’re joking at first. playing a prank (a rather unfortunate one) just to make him crack a smile at the exaggeration and easily retort. his brows furrow as he frowns. “heavy? you’re kidding, right?” he huffs, incredulity written on his sharp features and a sound that borders a snort leaves his lips, "you're not heavy at all." but when he glances over at you, awkwardly shifting on your feet, he realizes that you’re serious. and immediately his heart drops. like someone’s ripped it out of his chest and thrown it onto the pavement. yuuji racks his mind for the person that could’ve plagued your self-esteem: a friend? a past lover? what fool would open their mouth and have the audacity to state that? he’ll ruminate about it later– fix what he can now. and gosh, yuuji is perfect at smoothing bandaids over your insecurities. “okay,” he drags a heavy hand down his face and mumbles, “okay. since you wanna listen to the crap that other people say.” before you can react, the blushy haired male has one arm underneath your legs and the other supporting your back. he sweeps you off your feet. literally. it’s a single, fluid motion that shocks you to the point where you’re barely registering his next half-hearted scold, “which isn’t true, by the way!” you’re conscious of the way your legs are dangling in the air and your arms are hurriedly thrown around yuuji. “yuu!” you yelp but he’s laughing at the breathy pitch of your voice. and he’s already striding past crowds of people with you in his arms. he doesn’t break a sweat or even start to breathe heavily because, let’s face it, yuuji’s a strong guy. this is nothing to him; it’s barely a warmup. and it would’ve been swoon-worthy if it wasn’t for the incessant chastising within you. “I’m too heavy for you to carry,” you repeat but he pointedly stares straight ahead. lets his fingers press against your soft skin and is grounded with the weight of you in his arms. and it’s not like he’s brushing off your insecurities. no, yuuji’s listening to them with unconditional compassion. he presses you closer to him so you’re enveloped in his warmth and immediately you recognize the steady beating of his heart. and the next time he speaks, his voice has softened considerably, “why’re talking 'bout my beautiful girl like that?” and while you’re gently cradled in yuuji’s arms, you realize he means you. 

the lads ranking girl on tiktok sneaking in caleb brother jokes lmfososo bless her i love her <33

Hello! I saw you were taking requests… so maybe what you think Yuuji would be like as a boyfriend? 🥰

yes ! if you want nsfw, lmk cuz this is just sfw for now

yuuji as a bf <3

SFW

loves pda, not in a weird way, just always craves your touch

tightly holds your hand

will come up behind you, armswrapping around your waist as his head finds comfort in nestling in the crook of your neck

his heart kinda explodes when when you sit on his lap, cup his face and litter him with kisses

gives you forehead kisses

kisses the back of your hand randomly

big spoon!!

sleeps after you, your breathing calms him

loves, loves sleepy, deep talks w u

thinks he's literally the luckiest man ever cuz he gets to have you all for himself.

is always showering you with words of affirmation

calls you beautiful, angel, princess, my love

expect a date weekly! he always finds time to spend time with you

they're not really anything extravagant; but well thought out. you can tell he put effort into the little picnic he set up in the park for you guys

random, but he's a lightweight 😭😭

his heart literally stopped when you kissed him for the first time, just for a second tho

^ expanding cuz it needs to happen: his hands are fisted in his trousers, eyes shut tight, as he leansin to kiss you. afterwards he licks his lips, all shy as he looks down at his hands

manspreads

you catch him staring at you everyday

his lock screen is a photo of you sleeping on his shoulder

his home screen is a candid photo of you laughing he took at a dinner date

when it’s a “she fell first and she fell harder” but I love too hard and they ghost me