Hey Sweetheart, If It Is Possible Could You Do A Aonung X Reader Smut? Aged Up Ofc And Could The Storyline

𝙿𝚁𝙴𝙲𝙸𝙾𝚄𝚂 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴

a/n: nemi nemi nemi nemi!! angst though…but it’s okay! we still love nemi gonna give him all my love n affection <3 i hope you enjoyed this anon as much as i enjoyed writing it!! + female reader!!

warnings: spoilers for the end of the manga!

“pardon me! par-pardon me! sanemi! ‘nemi!” you pushed through the crowds of kakushi, holding your child in hand.

there. you could recognize the white hair from anywhere. running past the different demon slayers, dead or injured, you saw your husband coming into clear view. he was on his back and blood surrounded you both everywhere. furrowing your eyebrows, you knelt beside the different workers and stared down at the male. god, he looked awful. tears formed in your eyes as your shielded your child’s view from the gory sight.

you won the battle, but at what cost? your mind was filled with sadness. you couldn’t lose your husband. not yet. he was the only person who loved you and knew you and cherished you. to cherish you. he wants to only do that.

“(y)-(y/n)-sama! please step back!” you ignored their requests, finding irritation grow within you.

“sanemi-kun! sa…nemi?” your face lost its emotion as you felt his wrist.

no pulse.

that idiot. you ignored the cries of your child as you reached over the male, shaking his body gently. the kakushi around you panicked, trying to hold you back but you refused to move away. wake up. wake up. wake up. you idiot. wake up. tears spilled down your cheeks as you continued your mindless movement. he needed to wake up. to protect you. to protect your child. to raise your child.

a hand grabbed onto your softly, pulling it off of the male’s body.

“if you keep on shaking me like that then i’m gonna die before treatment is finished.”

“sanemi-sama!” the kakushi roared in victory.

you felt your husband’s hand touch your cheek gently. smiling at the feeling, you let more tears escape your eyes. your child leaned over their father, giggling at the sight of him. sanemi’s injured hand stroked their cheek lovingly, and the same to you. his family. that’s right. he had a family that loved him. that even with genya gone…he wasn’t truly alone. you were here.

“oh, thank kami-sama you’re alive! don’t you ever do that to me…i can’t lose you..! you’re so sp-special…” your elated tone became a sad one as you cried.

your husband have a small smile on his face. you’re so precious to him. he sat up carefully, being sure to be careful of his injuries. his arms wrapped around you and his child, where he inhaled your scents. right. you both didn’t smell like death, blood, or wisteria. you smelt like fresh cotton and the sun. it smelled so fresh.

“tadaima.” was all he said to you after a long pause, only making your cry harder.

“o-okaeri! okaeri! okaeri! ‘nemi, o-okaeri!”

he was glad to be home.

Day 3: Car Sex

Pairing: Shouta Aizawa x f!reader

Word count: 0.8k

Warnings: semi-public sex, biting, nipple play (f), one tit slap, creampie

“Someone’s going to see us,” you pant against the lips of your disheveled lover.

You’re straddling his lap, his throbbing cock is twitching against your core, the shaft dragging through your slick folds as he picks you up only to drop you back down, slowly impaling you with his length.

“It’s late, kitten,” he grunts as he readjusts, a rough thrust of his hips has you taking all of him as he leans further into the back seat of the car. “No one’s gonna see. Just relax, lemme take care of you,” comes his sultry whisper in your ear, the subtle rasp of his voice settling your nerves as you roll your hips, adjusting to the girth that was so suddenly stuffed inside you.

He looks as much of a mess as you do. The hair that was tied back into a neat bun is half undone, jet black tresses framing his face as he runs his tongue along your collarbone, licking a stripe up to the pulse in your neck to suck as your cradle the back of his head.

The once well-ironed material of his shirt was now crumpled, top buttons unfastened to offer a peek at the patch of black chest hair beneath it.

You placed your other hand to his chest, nails raking across his skin, brushing through the coarse hair as he sucked hard on your pulse point, sending a shiver up your spine that erupted into a wanton groan.

“Shouta!” You gasp, breath flying from your lungs as his strong hands guide your hips, bouncing you effortlessly on his cock.

“Don’t stop, baby,” he instructs firmly as his hands leave your hips to travel up your sides, over the velvet material of your evening dress.

You raise your arms, pressing one to the roof of the car and grasping at the grab bar above the window with the other to find the right amount of leverage to keep yourself pistoning up and down.

Warm lips melt into the skin of your breasts, the flat of his tongue roving between them as he pulls down the neckline of your dress to allow them to spill out before he captures one in his mouth, suckling on your nipple as you cast your head back.

A fresh gush of arousal leaves you, coating his balls, adding to the lewd noises that fill the cab as the familiar squelching sound echoes around the small space.

“So fucking tight,” he growls, your sensitive nub between his teeth as his hand takes the other between two skilled fingers, rolling and tugging in an alternating pattern. “You might ruin the seat of this car, kitten.”

He chuckles, a dark, sensuous rumble in his chest as he pulls off your breast only to strike the other with a rough slap and you keen, bucking your hips and falling out of your rhythm with the impact.

“Close,” you whimper, thrusting your hips forward, recklessly chasing that one, sweet blissful moment as you lean back, his hands sliding down your spine to support you at the angle you’ve chosen. “Sho, I’m gonna--ah, fuck, baby.”

“That’s it, ride that dick until you get what you need, baby.” He spits through gritted teeth, desperately trying to hang on through the way your walls are clamping down around him. He wants to watch you fall apart before he lets himself do the same. “Don’t you dare hold back, soak this fuckin’ backseat. Show me how much you love this cock.”

“Shitshitshit,” your chest is heaving, lungs on fire when your vision finally whites out. It’s pure pleasure as the adrenaline keeps your hips moving, sliding his length in and out of your tight heat as it spasms around his rock hard length.

He can’t hang on any longer, spilling himself into you with an animalistic groan, his hips briefly leaving the seat of the car as he loses control of them in his pussydrunk state. His lap is soaked, the rush of juices that left you and the evidence of his own orgasm oozing back out of you as the two of you slowly come to a halt together.

You lean forward, slumping against his chest to bury your face in the tresses of his hair that hang around his neck. His hands travel up your spine, one wrapping around you while the other rubs the top of your back as his lips press to your temple.

“We can’t stay here forever, baby,” he murmurs, interrupting the brief moment you’d been able to spend in the afterglow. “Sitter’s gonna be callin’ soon and we can’t ask her to stay too late again.”

“Mm, I know.” You rise, begrudgingly, pushing your fingers through his chest hair as you smile down at him. “You think Eri’s actually asleep this time or do you think she’s trying to keep herself awake in her room again?”

“Hmm, I think the brat’s still awake.” He smiles affectionately, rubbing his hands up your thighs. “She’s stubborn like her mother.”

Kinktober Masterlist

This is what you get after teasing toji

NAH NAH NAH HEAR ME OUT HEAR ME OUT!!!!!

imagine after a few round of intimacies with Toji and your bodies are both sprawled over the sweat-stained sheets, your hair bleeding into the warmth of his chest as you lightly traced over his skin with your nails, his palms resting comfortably on the soft shape of your ass.

the air is silent and the only sound in the room was the spoken thoughts in your heads. then, all of a sudden, you feel Toji’s rough thumb brushing your hair behind your ear, an exhale sweeping out of his nostrils as you blinked up at him, about to question him with a hum but his words beat you to it.

“will you marry me?”

the gruffness of his tone brushed your eardrums the same soft way his finger did with your hair and you only continued to stare at him; orbs slightly wide to show the hints of white of your eyes.

never have you ever thought throughout your whole life that such sacred question would present itself to you while your sticky body lay naked with your lips swollen and cum on your thighs. and you thought, you must’ve been the messiest woman to ever been proposed to.

the question flashed by your ears ever so swift, gone within a second and your answer returned its instant come and go.

“of course.”

and even without a ring in sight, gold or silver, diamond or pearl; the answer would be the same—yes to the man who you couldn’t imagine your life without.

Pussydrunk choso lapping your cunt while your on your gaming chair playing gta and he's on the floor in front of you with your legs placed over his broad shoulders and his head buried between your thighs.

He's just so obsessed with pleasing you and making you feel good. He's been at it for the past hour, slurring and tougue fucking your cunt like a dehydrated man thats so desperate for your cum, the front of his hair is all messy and wet from you squirting, even his shirt is all wet but that man doesn't even care, all he cares about is making you cum and squirt so he can taste you

He's in heaven right there, there's no place he'd rather be than between your thighs. He fucking loves the taste of you, it's like he can never get enough of that sweet little cunt. Since the first time he tasted you he just couldn't stop, he kept begging and begging you over and over even when you told him your cunt is too sore from how often he does it.

He runs his tongue up and down your folds before sucking on your clit like his life depends on it, at this point you can't even concentrate on your game anymore you'd have to tug on his hair real hard to get his attention but even that gets him more riled up, he loves it when you tug on his hair or when you play his hair while he's eating you out, its like a reward, he just groans and moans against your clit.

Whenever you do cum, he doesn't waste a single bit, he licks it all clean, making sure he doesn't miss a spot whether it was dripping down your asshole or onto the chair, that man doesn't give a fuck he'd get ever last drop and he'd whimper against you telling you how good you taste and asking for more.

Then after that you'd bounce on his cock while his eyes is glued to your bouncing tits, the way it moves up and down each snap of your hips. Its like he's hypnotized by you or something.

I need more of cowgirl reader and Toji ksjsnjsbs

What if he knocks her up for good +#-#+

cow girl reader and toji fic

TW: cow hybrid, pregnant

Hmm…I think both toji and cow girl will be happy about this👀❤️ Not sure if this is what you want to read…but I wrote something sweet<3

That day, you got up from your master's bed. Since you watched TV and played games for so long yesterday (Toji wanted to scold you, but watching this precious calf seriously grab the game controller and play some stupid racing game, he decided to spoil you a little bit), Toji allows you to get the sleep you need. So you wake up in the afternoon. You rubbed your sleepy eyes, cow's tail wagging. "moo…"

Toji frowned, pinching your face, "It's time to eat."

You chew obediently, and your cheeks puff out because the vegetables. After eating a little, a nauseous feeling rushes up so much that you run to the bathroom. Toji realizes what's going on - he doesn't use any birth control, so he expects you to get pregnant one day. With tears still hanging from your little eyelashes, Toji checked you with a pregnancy test, which showed you were pregnant. He lifts you up with a smile, then gently puts you down.

Toji had to explain the pregnancy to you - but you accepted it faster than he thought. You fondly stroke your belly. And he takes care of you more carefully than ever before, basically not letting you do anything on your own. He takes you to the hospital for a pregnancy check-up, renovates a baby room, and buys some baby clothes with you. The weirdest thing Toji thinks is that you picked a cute baby cow jumpsuit - he means, the two of you will obviously have a real baby cow.

Permanent Mark Masterlist • Gojo Satoru

When your lover’s past comes back to haunt you, how many times will he choose her over you? When nothing you give was enough to make him stay. Yet, you would still choose him. Everyday.

Genre: Angst

Pairing: Gojo x reader

Status: Ongoing

Warnings: tragedy, alcohol abuse, self-harm, self-destructive reader, smoking, physical violence, cheating, toxic relationships, manipulation…+

Taglist: Closed !!

Playlist

› Part I :Permanent Mark

› Part II : Down

› Part III : Fool

› Part IV : Loose Lips

› Part V : Fear

› Part VI : Mine

› Part VII :

› Part VIII :

› Part IX :

꒰ HOUSE RULES. ꒱ toji fushiguro.

jjk masterlist ☆ main masterlist

featuring ☆ stepdad! toji x f! reader

synopsis ☆ step daddy toji had set daily chores in the house that you must keep up with and follow every day, knowing if you don't, you must've been asking for it then, knowing what comes. . .

warnings ☆ 2.8k wc | sws, dark content, dub con, stepcest, toji is vv grumpy and drinks, toji steps on reader, age gap (reader : early twenties, toji : late forties), he's an old perv, dacryphilia, spanking, face smacking, manipulation, hair pulling, size difference, kitchen sex, sadomasochism, no prep, pussy slaps, pet names, heavy degrading, toji blames readers clothing, creampie + BLANK/AGELESS BLOGS/MDNI!

the front door swings open hard — hard enough to knock itself back shut when you hear heavy feet drag themselves inside; its hinges rattling in sync with your nerves twinging into a spiraling shock at the sudden thud—a sudden thud that howled down the halls but no louder than the scowling emitting in malice, only hearing,

"fucking bullshit. your daughter does shit in this house — dishes not even done. she's always up in that room talking to boys with no responsibility." leather slides against leather as boots were being kicked off down the hall from you. and you know not in the right place either — the audacity.

eyes rolling at the mockery of that man picking at the last chore you had to do for the day — not expecting him to come home so early, you lean up knees almost buckling from the kneeled position you've been sitting in for hours; scrubbing at the floors till they glossed like a mirror.

patting down that little white skirt ruffling around your thighs, you let out a soft sigh, wondering if toji, your own step father, the man of the house, could finally do something for once instead of being a drunk and lazing around...

"well excuse me, i've been cleaning all day, and it was most of your messes." you peak up over the marble counter, a wet rag slinging in the air.

he hadn't even rounded the corner to look at you, already tossing his oil-stained coat over the shoulders of a chair before sludging himself towards the cabinits.

"alright, let me call you back–yeah, yeah, love you too. bye." toji clicks his phone and dips the little device into his back pocket, seeming to have been complaining about you to your mother... crossing your arms, you watch the lousy man scuff down some food that was left open or left out. the grubbing annoyed you; watching him leave crumbs behind without a care only to hunt for more, not even barring a second for you as he did.

"get me a beer." toji gruff's out between bites, still picking through the drawers.

scoffing, "get it yourself." you slap down that soapy rag and flicker heated eyes up and down the broad man's body; catching the sweat printing through that tight work shirt, his muscles burning with tractions and flexing through the thin fabric with subtle movements...

"young lady, y'know how i feel about that back talking, and i don't like repeating myself either." toji's words about catch between his teeth, watching him clench his jaw hard to grind down as leafy eyes finally take gaze towards you; the dark ring around his pupils flaring.

"... your mother knows you walk around like... that." he presses his lips together; the thin, silvery scar twinging in sync as he took in a good look down at you.

your eyes drop down to your clothes, arms flaring up, not seeing the problem with a cute mini skirt and a tight top to match—but maybe the hard peaks of your breast peaking through was a little much without a bra... and maybe the cold shivering breeze flowing between your legs and bare clit was too...

"is that all you do? just complain, and take advantage of others?" you press a hand against your hip, and the moody attitude makes toji stick his nose in the air.

"heh, me? take advantage? of who?" he too now crosses his arm.

"my mother. you just bum around and feed off of her—"

"i got my own job, and you'll know when i'm taking advantage of someone, sweetheart," toji's chest puffs out as he takes in a deep breath, "and says you, you're in your twenties still living with your mom." the crude jab didn't bother you much, knowing college was a pain to deal with and you know your mother was always more than happy to keep you under her roof for as long as you needed, he didn't need an explanation...

"so under this roof, you follow our rules, and you still got more chores to deal with, so get back to cleaning, little girl. could still see some dirt on the floors." you don't bother to snap a snarky remark back, knowing it'll get you nowhere, only listening and kneeling back down to your ridden, bruised-up knees to swipe at the floor.

grumbling beneath your breath, your back leans in, arching into a deep bow to catch any dust beneath the stools—focusing hard, you hadn't realized your stepfather never stepped foot away from you; still feeling his heavy presence creep eerily close...

"what?—"

"you never cleaned under the sink, like you were supposed to today," annoyed eyes cross over your shoulder to peak at him with a scowl, watching how he stood tall above you; hovering with a hardened gaze as he leans back, head tilting softly to catch a sneaky glimpse up your skirt—dirty man—"big girls follow rules when given. right?" he sighs as the heavy clicks of his boots make their way ahead of you.

"toji. i have been. i don't have four arms y'know—ah! ow, ow, toji, what the fuck?!" the dirty heel of his boot prys against the knuckle of your hand, almost crushing as he leans only a bit of his weight. your eyes snap wide up at him, disgust and confusion marinating your features quickly.

"but you didn't... and there's no excuse for that either. you had all day today." you try to yoke your hand back, but trying feels like a threat to rip your fingers out of their sockets... toji cocks a brow, following with cruel taunt,

"and it's almost like you wanted to get caught... punished even for not following my rules," the older man clinks the head of a beer bottle against the counter, hard enough to pop the metal cap off; white foam oozing out before lapping it off with a quick slick of his tongue.

he watches your mouth hang loose, "don't act stupid, you wanted to get caught, look at you, on your knees in slutty clothes like a little whore. i know what you're doing." the guilt he forces harder onto your bruising hand strikes a nerve; bottom lip catching between your teeth, maybe he was right...

maybe you did enjoy when he would come home and get in your face, all red and his bulky body intimidating yours as he forces you into pity and self-loath.... maybe you did enjoy when he got wild in your face, yelling and degrading you, yelling on about how much of a bad girl and no use of a daughter you are... maybe you did enjoy when he would get a little handsy when he was tipsy; crude barren hands skimming up your arms to yoke you up and force you to listen to him... but you didn't mean it, you didn't mean to get these filthy thoughts of your own stepfather the longer he degraded you—the man your mother married... you didn't mean to start wearing less on days you had to crawl around on your knees to clean deep into the cabinets... you didn't mean it...

you didn't mean to act like a little slut either...

"i've been paying close attention, sweetheart. that's what daddies do, they pay attention, and i've noticed how much of a little whore you are." toji leans down to your pitiful level with a gentle thumb soothing itself across your jaw, and those pretty eyes you bat up at him in guilt makes him scoff, "tch—just like your mother, maybe it's genes..." his lips twinge into a smear smirk.

that gentle hand he pries across your face twists into a cruel vice; pinching at the fat of your cheek till it beat a shade deeper, "wanna keep a secret?"

the sudden notion glazes your thoughts back together, but you nod your head.

"i show you a real punishment and maybe that can straighten things out, maybe knock some sense right into that little stupid head of yours too, and we can forget about this? ok?" toji smiles, wholeheartedly too.

you nod again, almost instinctively.

the cruel and sudden smack jolting across the fat of your cheek was the last thing you expected him to do so quickly. it happened all so fast you weren't sure if he did strike your bare skin, but the print of his fingers rising in heat sure comes to reality. his eyes hood at your face contorting in slight ache, admiring the way your eyes almost began to immediately welt up in bubbling tears.

"that was for talking back earlier sweetheart."

your bottom lip swells the harder you bite into it, trying hard to hold back the pitiful whimpers and sobs as he leans back to his full height with you; his hand knotting itself between the strands of your hair and jerking your head up to his before forcing you around and bending you over the nearest counter.

"stay just like that f'me 'n wiggle your ass up. show me what you've been wanting me to see." that heavy presence he bores down against you leashes back.

your hands clasp hard against the marble edge as a safe heaven as you do what he says, trying hard to fleet the ridden thoughts of how your mother could walk in at any given moment — of how you're exposing yourself like this to your own stepfather... but the sudden cold breeze crawling up your bare skin as toji flips your skirt over washes those pondering thoughts...

"fuck, got such a cute ass, 'n a slutty little pussy too, so fucking wet." something dark and unyielding like steel simmered below the surface of those emerald eyes as he bored down your bare skin. and that darkness wandered to his hand; twitching digits resting against the bare of your perk ass, and you had to make a very deliberate effort not to shiver, all too conscious of the burning idea of what's to come next...

"toji—!" a cruel hand strikes hard against your skin, forcing your protest to quickly drown into a cry of pain.

"this makes you wet?" as he settled a firm hand between your messy folds, he feels your slick stringing to his fingers, making them glisten in a pretty shine, "fuck, you really are a dirty whore, huh?" another slap catches you right at the juncture of your thighs.

the pitching whine makes toji scoff, "i don't wanna hear it, bad girls deserve this, so take it." and that thunderstruck hit traveled to your sensitive cunt; a full cup of his hand smacking hard against your slippery folds, making your body jolt in heat.

it aches in pure agony, the burning feel rising in goosebumps across your skin makes your eyes hood, almost squeezing shut at his overbearing strength crossing over your bundle of nerves with no care...

voice cracking, you dip your head into your arms; trying hard to control your breathing and frantic heart thumping up to your throat, hearing toji rid himself of his work pants; the buttons popping in a steady, unnerving rhythm until he could drop the whole wear to the ground, quickly followed by his briefs.

thoughts ran wildly, not sure what was ready to rip you open as you felt a pulsating tip bob against the globe of your ass... not sure if your father was going to pay any mind to how little you've been fucked and used either...

"my baby seems to still need a good lesson, yeah, gotta' show you how bad you've been." exactly speaking, toji jerks the crown of his cock around your folds, playing and teasing idly against your sopping entrance; a painful tease... only to soon let out a yelp of pain as your stepfather invaded your little cunt, forcing his length to stuff itself full between your gummy walls, stretching you wide till you swallowed his fat cock to the hilt.

your world practically flared up behind your burning eyelids; pain and pleasure mixing savagely in an overwhelming fusion of violent sensations as toji focused a quick and cruel rhythm — not caring about your needs or how you cry out in pitiful agony, mercilessly focusing on the tight and warm grip you suck him in with. and toji held at your ass with a tight vice as he did, forcing your flimsy body to reel back against his cock every time he slipped out, bucking his hips in till the crown of his cock kissed back in deep.

"fuck! never thought my daughters pussy would be this tight—better than your moms too, heh." he was filthy, a pervert, a dirty old man spewing out disgusting words that made your cunt shamelessly squeeze tighter around his barreling length...

your eyes wept, tears shedding down your ridden cheeks as toji whipped another cruel smack across your fevered flesh; the pain and pleasure climbed as he kept on hammering himself deep into your little pussy, forcing your body to fall into a black, silent oblivion — wordless moans and nothing but sobs could emit from between your drooling lips.

"yeah, keep squeezing me just like that, princess." he groaned out softly behind you as if he was oblivious to your woten gasps of dreaded air and cries; not bothering to try and wipe those pearly tears that cover your face and drip down to the counter, creating a little sparkling puddle of princess tears.

toji grasped a firm hold around the curvature of your waist to angle you like he pleased, letting his cock viciously barrel in deeper; feeling your heart lodging itself up in your throat as he did, feeling it pulsing in a sickening beat as you pushed the tips of your nails deep into your own skin to try and keep yourself from screaming, from pleading for mercy.

but it all felt too sickening good — the feel of your father fucking you raw, the feel of him taking advantage of your stupid little mind with his charm and scary facade to fuck himself deep into your little cunt.

your tummy coils in a bubbling heat, feeling your legs tremble into a spasm only for toji to keep you lifted with his cruel hands heading your limbs, keeping you upright like some fuck toy.

"that's it, just... fuck—just a little more." toji groans out a soft moan, feeling his balls cradle into a tightness as he pushes himself back in you, feeling your sopping cunt gush into a mess. and he can't help but thread a cruel hand to crack down on your swollen ass one last time before kissing deep and lodging himself in till his balls tapped against your puffy clit.

the warm fill of gooey cum spilling and painting into your aching walls makes your eyes clamp shut.

"fuck, seems like you got a new chore to keep up with." toji gleams, dark eyes holding as he slips himself out, watching his mess spill out and slide down your buckling legs...

disgusting...

but the reminder of your behavior makes it feel like the punishment he warned — a deserved one...

"clean up this mess before your mother gets home."

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Sloppy with Toji

who’s your (baby) daddy? 

— mini series masterlist

╰┈➤ After being dumped by your boyfriend of 3 years, you decide to switch things up and go on your own version of a “hot girl summer”—subsequently finding yourself with a surprise that would arrive in 9 months time. The catch? You have absolutely no idea which of the 3 men you slept with is your baby’s daddy. 

% slice of life, romance comedy

# explicit smut, angst, heartbreak, pregnancy, breakups, alcohol, questionable life choices, evasion of child support, messiness, drama, medical talk

      NANAMI ➵ GOJOU ➵ TOJI ➵ SUKUNA ➵ EPILOGUE

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