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honey skin 🍯

Taste of Heaven | Sugar Daddy!Gojo x Bimboish! Chubby Reader

Warnings: (Smut; oral, fingering, vibrator, light impact play, ‘toru’s a bit mean in this one)

Gojo loves your smile.

He loves the way your cute, chubby cheeks lift. How he can actually see stars in your eyes when your lips curve upwards.

It really doesn’t take much.

New Jimmy Choos here, Telfars different colors and sizes there. He barely made a dent in his pocket yet you thought he was spoiling you.

He hadn’t even begun to scratch the surface of spoiling you.

How you met was of pure chance. Gojo felt there was something, someone lacking from his life. He had all this wealth, yet no one to share it with. As he was browsing through the various expensive clothes in front of him, he hadn’t bothered to pay attention and bumped into you. You were trying to decide which mini skirt would go with your bubblegum pink top. “Oof- Hey, Mister? Which do you think is cuter, light blue or dark?” Satoru almost didn’t catch your question because he was too busy gaping in awe.

The only way to describe you was angelic. Gorgeous eyes that he could already feel himself getting lost in, pouty, plump lips that he could only imagine felt like pillows, cute, pudgy tummy that complimented your bodycon dress deliciously.

Pure heaven.

He let out an awkward cough before answering, “Why not both?” You let out a soft giggle, “I can’t get both, silly! I’m already buying a bunch of stuff.” Satoru smiles, peeking over his shades, “That’s not a problem, Angel.”

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“Are you sure about this, ‘Toru?” You murmured, glassy eyes staring back into light blue ones. He gave you a loving squeeze as a smirk made its way to his face, his tongue peeking out to wet his lips. “Of course, Angel. Has daddy ever been wrong?” You shake your head, pressing a brief peck to his lips before moving to check yourself in the mirror again, Satoru raking his eyes up and down your figure.

You looked great, you always do. Satoru decided to splurge, once again, treating you to a shopping spree and now dinner. You decided to wear one of the many Armani gowns that you’d bought, though this one hugged your curves impeccably. You paired it with your sleek black Louboutin heels, which made your thighs look even more yummy than they already do, and Satoru can already feel himself getting hard. But he can’t get ahead of himself.

You’ve got a cute baby blue vibrator nestled in your cunt just begging to be tested out.

So for now, he’ll put his desires aside and sit through dinner.

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You’d made it as far as the door before both you and Satoru lost your patience.

He pressed you up against the door, his tongue swirling in tandem with yours as he hoists you up. You wrap your legs around his waist, soft whimpers spilling from your lips. “On. Turn it on, ‘Toru.” You whine against his lips. He abruptly pulls away from your lips, pushing you back as you chase after him. He delivers a slap to your cheek, not enough to hurt, but enough to know he means business. “Since when did you start telling daddy what to do?” He says, carrying you over to your couch. He takes his time peeling away at your clothes, leaving you bare while he remains fully clothed. A shiver runs down your spine as he lays you across his lap, kneading your ass cheeks. “Seems like someone needs to be reminded of their place.” He muttered before reeling his hand back and delivering a harsh slap to your ass. You whine at the pain, but your cunt clenches at the slight pleasure that comes afterward. “You’re my cocksleeve, love. A dirty. Fucking. Slut.” He says, delivering a slap between each pause. Your body shifts as he spanks you, and it doesn’t take long before he realizes what you’re trying to do.

He grabs a handful of your hair, pulling you up so you can really hear him. “I see you trying to get off on my thigh, fucking slut. Since you wanna cum so bad, I’ll let you cum, but you’re gonna cum for me all. Fucking. Night.” He sits you up so that you’re straddling him before he reaches for his phone. He taps his chin, almost as if he’s in thought. “Hmm, should I make you work for it, or should I just put it on the highest setting?” He contemplates, though he already knows his answer. He turns it on the highest setting and you yelp, startled by the intense vibrations in your cunt. “How about both?” He smirks, snaking a hand down to rub at your sensitive clit. “You’re gonna make me cum, Angel. You’re gonna make daddy feel good then he’s gonna make you feel even better. How’s that sound?”

You try to whine out an answer, but the thrumming of the vibrator in your cunt is just too intense. You’re taken aback when Satoru delivers another slap to your cheek, gripping your chubby cheeks between his fingers. “Answer me.” He grumbles, flicking your clit with his middle and forefinger. “Good! Sounds good, daddy. Please!” You whine. You’re so close! “Cum, Princess. Cum for daddy.” He grunts into your mouth as he presses a hot kiss to your swollen lips. You whine as your orgasm washes over you, your body practically conditioned to cum at his command.

He lowers the speed as you come down from your high, though doesn’t completely turn it off. He takes to lowering his pants before giving you a quick kiss. “Make daddy feel good, yeah?” You nod, lowering yourself so that you're faced with his cock.

You run your tongue along the veins of his cock, before lapping up with drops of pre oozing from the tip. You moan at the taste and Satoru takes that as invitation to grip your hair, forcing you to take more of him in your mouth. “That’s it, pretty. Suck that fucking cock.” He orders and well, you’ve always been a submissive little thing.

You swallow more of his length, crystalline tears building up in your eyes, and Satoru thinks you just look so gorgeous with his cock stuffed down your throat, your cute chubby cheeks just waiting to be stuffed with cum. It’s with that thought he starts to feel his climax building and when you notice the slight jerk in his legs, you take to fondling his balls, knowing that’s just what he needs to push him over the edge.

Satoru cums with a shout, thrusting deep inside your mouth as his seed slides down your throat. You hum at the taste, savoring his flavor.

He pulls you up by your chin and plants a sloppy kiss to your lips, groaning at the taste of him in your mouth. “Fuck, Angel. Let daddy taste you, hm?” You nod, eager to cum again.

Satoru slowly makes his way down your body, pressing wet kisses and nipping at the soft skin along the way. He shuts the vibrator off and carefully removes it from your cunt. You hiss at the feeling but he soothes you by laving his tongue over it, paying special attention to your clit. You whine, running your hands through his hair and giving a slight tug at the root. He grunts before sucking on your clit and flicking his tongue over the bundle of nerves.

It doesn’t take long before your hips start bucking against his face, chasing your orgasm for the second time that night. “Gonna cum for me, pretty? Gonna cum for daddy?” You nod, breath getting caught in your throat. Satoru speeds up his movements, moving to press two fingers into your cunt. “Cum for daddy, Angel. Make a mess f’me.” You barely manage to make out his name as you cum, cunt spasming around his fingers as he milks your orgasm for all its worth.

He trails soft kisses along your body once more before planting a sweet kiss to your lips. He hums against your lips, content being so close to you. He pulls away slightly to look you in your eyes. “Want more, daddy.” You say, grinding your cunt against his steadily growing cock.

He can never say no to his Angel.

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obsessed with han jisung's hands lately omg...

idk if your hard thoughts are open but ive been thinking sm about bf!jisung finding out that reader has a hand fetish ... omg.

"i think your ass is my favourite part of you."

jisung's voice is muffled, but you can make it out. he's got his cheek smushed against your asscheek and his hand is steadily kneading the other one. when he grips a little too hard you squeal, and he pats over the flesh soothingly.

"c'mon, come cuddle," he murmurs, sliding in behind you. jisung's a touchy boy, and you don't react when one arm slips around you and he smothers himself in your hair, inhaling deeply.

you can't help yourself but to laugh. "sorry, sungie, but really? my ass? you couldn't say, like, my eyes or something?"

"i love every part of you, baby," he chirps, kissing the back of your head. "i'm sure you have a part of me you're a little obsessed with too."

you browse your mind. all of a sudden, without even really putting thought into it, you're riddled with flashbacks of jisung's fingers. the way his rings cling to the bony knuckles, the way his digits wrap around your throat when you have sex, the way his fingers thrust into you deep and so hard it has you writhing...

"i guess your hands."

moving his fingers on your waist, he turns you towards him, a wide grin on his face. you lick over your bottom lip subconsciously, eyes trained on his fingers, and jisung positively giggles, loving your reaction. "woah! really, baby? my baby, really? you do?"

"yeah, i like- i like them, so," you murmur, eyes fixated on his fingers. his hands really are pretty - slender, not too big, and his knuckles are always adorned in silver rings that accent his honey skin so beautifully. his fingernails are sometimes painted, and they are today - black gel adorning each one. you shift against the sheets and jisung hums, wiggling closer to you to press his nose against your neck.

"want me to touch you with them, baby? i wanna touch you," he doesn't let you reply, hands moving to brush over the front of your shirt. you let your legs fall apart desperately, already feeling the way your cotton panties have started to stick against your folds from only his hands touching you. "i wanna touch your- your pussy. god, are you wet? fuck, baby, are you wet right now?"

"mm, probably," you respond, chest heaving. he's started to fiddle with the band of your panties, and when he scrapes his fingernail over the hem you writhe in anticipation. "i'm always wet around you."

"eek! okay! okay, don't say that, i'll- i'll cum," he whines, hips shifting behind you, and his fingers finally dip into your waistband. you are wet, folds slick with your arousal and clit swollen above your hole. jisung fiddles with it, his fingertips pinching and rubbing your clit meanly. you can't help but focus on it, eyes narrowed and gaze directly set on the way his fingers slide around your pussy beneath your trousers.

"fuck, that's so hot, jisungie..."

"yeah? you like it? mm, come here," he mumbles, and then he's wrapping his other hand around your throat. "jisungie will make you feel good, baby, i promise."

machi rkgk

please reblog!! <3

babysitter

↳ pairing — teenager!han jisung x babysitter!reader publish date — 12 . 10 . 2021 warnings — nsfw , brat taming , degradation, edging, mommy/daddy kink, riding, handjob, spanking, anal/strap fucking summary — jisung getting into trouble after being left alone could only result in one possible situation, a babysitter for a 19 year old, its all fun and games until he acts like a toddler. note — Reader is gn! English is not my first language so excuse me for any mistakes :D I may have called jisung annoying and stupid for this fic but he is the most beautiful and funny man ever <3 Also the next fic might take some time so umm enjoy :D masterlist | kinktober 2021

"CHAN HYUNG IM NOT FUCKING 6" han shouts as chan leaves for the door with the rest of the boys "LANGUAGE!" Chan screams while the rest giggle. "I DONT NEED A BABYSITTER IM 19!!" han yells while you stand beside chan who is apologizing for han's behavior. "you know clearly well why I can't leave you unattended." chan said crossing his arms

"THEN TAKE ME WITH YOU!!" Han shouts "I DONT WANNA BE HERE WITH... THAT" you giggle at his attitude towards you. What you know from what the boys were laughing about and teasing him, apparently the last time he was left unattended he almost burned down the dorms and the aftermath is still visible, yeaa there's a black spot on the roof of the kitchen and one of the lights even melted. "BE NICE TO THEM JISUNG! we all have our own things to do and you have a soar throat, so get better"

with that Chan and the rest of the boys left the dorms leaving you with this adorable brat. You were 20 years old and he was just one year younger than you. From the starting, you had gotten the idea he didn't quite like you. "I don't need you ya know?" he said giving you the look while you laughed "sure child" you patted his head "IM NOT A CHILD! I COULD MARRY AND HAVE KIDS AND YOU'RE NOT THAT OLDER THAN ME I COULD PROBABLY MARRY YOU" he spoke frustrated

you and your mind thought of something else, later realizing he was just rambling "oooh so the child likes me now?~" you say smirking to rile him up. "you're stupid" he said huffing and storming to his room. "tell me when you get hungry child!" With that you were sat in the lounge on your phone.

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in his room this cheeky man was planning something. He messaged chan saying you were inviting some of your friends over. And yes, chan checked in with you to see if what he said was true. You chuckled to yourself and showed jisung that his plan to get you kicked out didn't quite work because chan much believed you because he had given off the vibe he wanted you gone.

a couple minutes later you received a text from chan telling you that you could order some food for you and han. Marching to hans room you knocked on the door, with no reply you opened it to see him sleeping. You could have taken a few pics of him drooling for blackmail purposes but you chose not to.

gently shaking him he woke up with sweat on his head and having for breath, if someone came in seeing him like that they would have misunderstood the situation. 'must have been a daymare' [nightmare but like in the day-] you thought. "What do you want for lunch?" you ask him "OH MY GOSH! DONT J-JUST COME IN HERE WITHOUT KNOCKING" he says covering himself "well for your information I did knock" you scoffed leaving deciding Chinese would be nice as he wouldn't tell you what he wants.

when the food arrived han refused to eat saying he wanted something else but didn't respond earlier when you asked what he wanted.

after forcing him to eat by using a tactic you used on toddlers [saying that they're not tough enough to eat their food] surprisingly worked on han too. After dinner you were told he was to drink his cough syrup. But again he refused to do so making this job 10x harder. He later realized he got fooled by you the first time so he wasn't falling for it this time. A little smarter than a toddler but still just as stubborn. And so you gave up.

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a couple hours later he came down trying to sneak into the kitchen. He got hungry and that is why his brain started coming up with another way to get you in trouble. He was going to do the same thing he did without the babysitter. At least that would get you fired. Putting in some frozen fries in a pan and putting them into the oven would make sure to burn the kitchen.

his idea wasn't the safest of them all. Its like what they say, with passion you tend to not think about the consequences. 15 minutes after he put the oven at a high temperature you smelt something burning. You rushed down and opened the oven with mittens and took the now burnt and crispy fries out. Saving the dorms just in time.

"HAN JISUNG!!" You shouted while heading for his room slamming the door open revealing a quite terrified jisung as he has heard you scream for the first time tonight after all those tricks he pulled just because he has been holding a grudge because a 'babysitter makes him uncool'

"you listen here brat, I'm not going to take anymore of this nonsense. You're not gonna get rid of me tonight darling" You say leaning closer to his face while holding his cheeks between your fingers and squeezing them.

you smashed your lips onto his, for good measure you stopped for a while just to see if he was okay with it and you were proved right when he was chasing after your lips when you stopped. Kissing him again you got on top of him. "you've been such an annoying little brat all day, I'm gonna put you in your place." you growl at him "y-yes mommy/daddy" that caught you off-guard "oh so you're a kinky little bitch aren't you? answer me brat" you spat at him "y-yes mm' been thinking about you w-while sleeping" 'so that's why he was so sweaty when he woke up' you thought smirking

"you only riled mommy/daddy up so they could fuck that brat out of you huh?" you say grinding on his dick biting your lip "mmm" he answers tilting his head back giving you access to his neck, but you didn't compile what he was asking.

"m-mommy/d-daddy!" he yelped when you tore off his shirt making him harder seeing you be so rough. Pulling down his pants in one go you saw he wasn't wearing any underwear "such a dirty little mutt, you were prepared weren't you?" you ask him giving his cock light strokes. Getting up to pull your own pants down and hopping back on his lap. "No answer?" you inquire stroking his cock now faster but pulling away when his whines get higher.

"MOMMY/DADDY! YES YES m' a dirty little mutt.." he whispers embarrassed. you fasten your pace on his cock to tease him a little more "do you think you deserve you cum by mommy/daddy after all that?" you ask with cockiness seeing the man who hated you in the beginning only to be begging at your mercy "mm yes YES!! I'll be a good boy, please please" he begged "hmm I don't think so" you say removing your hand and asking him to lick it clean. Taking your hand in his mouth he starts lapping up at his juices.

aligning your hole with his cock you slowly sank into him, han being dizzy from his past organsm you oh so kindly declined. Going up to his chest you started playing with his nipples pinching them harshly and pulling on them. "AHHH~ mmm~ mommyy/daddyy~" he keeps whining from the feeling of your tight walls around him and you torturing his nipples. Bouncing on his cock lightly testing the waters, going faster when you hear a choked moan coming from his mouth.

rolling your hips in a circular motion your hand goes up to his hair tugging it into the mattress. "Mommy/Daddy I'm gonna cum!" he screams panting. "Oh no you're not, hold it brat" you say holding onto his shoulders and bouncing on his cock harder and deeper, your necklace bouncing up with it making you bite it do it doesn't hit your eye. That scene itself made him cum inside of you harder than he ever has.

that may have been a mistake that he could have prevented. "didn't I tell you not to come?" you ask him suddenly stopping "answer me mutt" you pull at his hair "mm sorry didn't mean to!" he whines adorably.

[for the fem readers]

"do you have any sex toys around?" you ask "mhm, in th-that drawer" he says shivering from your tone. You head over to that drawer leaning down looking for one specific toy and to your joy it was there. He had quite a large collection and were sure a strap was to be there, don't know who he'd use it for but he did have one.

[continue normally]

you walked over to him "on your ass mutt, don't disobey me this time and count" you said as your gave his ass a big slap. "ahh~ o-one.." he mutters, voice muffled by the mattress he was biting "clearer" you demanded which to he obliges. You spank him again this time rubbing on his ass to sooth the pain "t-two!" he yells wincing, you rub lube on your dick/strap. Counting until 8 you pitied him and stopped there, his ass all red with your hand marks turning you on.

"ass in the air" you ask him and he arches his back off the bed. You get on your knees behind him and slowly enter the strap/dick inside of his hole slowly pushing in and out savoring the wet noises and whimpers from the man beneath you. You rub his ass as you thrust inside harder and faster. Hans mouth handing open with drool escaping, his eyes rolled to the back of his head and his fists clenching the bedsheets as he moves his hips to bounce back on your dick/strap.

"m-mommy/d-daddy I'm cumming! c-can I cum" too lost in your own pleasure you say yes to his plea wanting him to cum with you. When you both came down from your highs, you clean each other up and tucked him into bed after feeding him the medicine.

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when the boys came back home they inquired about han and you told them he was sleeping. Chan being the good leader went upstairs to check on jisung "hey how was it?" he asks gently "please let them come over more often" han says leaving chan quite confused.