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slvttyplum · 6 hours
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i just realized my paragraphs have been really huge and packed together omg, my bad y’all 😭
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slvttyplum · 6 hours
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mamas u been on a ROLL these past few days thank you ilyily 🥰🫶🏾
of course!! ily ♥️🫶🏾
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slvttyplum · 6 hours
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I lowkey just had the most delectable scrumptious divine donut and I’m pretty sure there’s drugs In this thing cause I’m addicted
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oh my, love that for you
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slvttyplum · 10 hours
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high sex w geto pls like it’s a must. him just talking you thru it with low ass eyes
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suguru was a different person when he was under the influence; he was more calm, but the way he fucked you made you think you did something wrong to him. a shared blunt had him in the clouds that he couldn't let go of, his eyes hanging low with nothing but lust and love in them.
all he wanted was you; you were something that quenched his thirst, and he was going to drink you up. 
"lay down for me. there you go." pushing your legs back and wasting no time before pushing his face into your dripping core, licking everything up, and sucking your clit. having your taste slide down his throat had his eyes rolling to the back of his head; this was better than being sober.
suguru didn't get the munchies; he got the urge to taste and fuck you. it was an itch he couldn't stretch whenever he got high, and he didn't even know why. once his eyes landed on you, all bets were off because you were going to get fucked.
"just keep holding your legs; don't let go.: while sliding his sweatpants down and briefs and sliding his dick inside of you immediately, sucking in him while he pushes inside of you, a relieved sight sliding past his lips. high sex for him was like getting a massage while already sleepy; that's how it felt to fuck you while he was high, his mouth salivating every time he looked at you, only wanting more than what he was given. 
he would get greedy and agitated, wanting to eat you out but still wanting to be inside of you. having your taste lingering on his tongue wasn't enough; he wanted more slipping down his throat but still wanted his dick to be pushed deep inside of you while you softly moaned in his ear.
your back arching every time he stretched you out the deeper he went, your arms wrapped around his neck, taking in his sweet scent that had your eyes fluttering.
"you got it, baby. keep going." switching it around so that you were now on top of him, slowly bouncing on him while your hands were on his chest and his hands were on your hips, guiding you and helping you so that you were at the perfect speed.
looking at you with those dark, sexy eyes of his, occasionally bucking his hips a little to get a rise out of you, feeling himself push against your sweet spot, having you fold and hunch over him, your moans slipping into his ears, making him even harder than he already was. 
even if he was telling himself to stop and just relax, he couldn't. whenever he got high, the first person he thought about was you and that pussy of yours.
he needed you in his mouth immediately; he wasn't thinking about anything else. his self-consciousness wasn't any help either; there wasn't a good side; everything in his mind was just telling him to fuck you and fuck you until he was physically tired and couldn't do it anymore. once his eyes were on you, there was nothing else he was thinking about; he just wanted you under him and taking him.
"please, just one more time, and i promise i'll stop." whispering in your ear while still thrusting into you, giving you no time to respond, still letting him keep going and get whatever was still in his system out.
the truth was, he was so pretty when he was high and overstimulated, clinging onto you and wanting you to just sit on his dick and not even do anything. pouting and asking you to run your fingers through his hair while cuddling against you while he was coming down. 
wanting you and no one else.
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slvttyplum · 17 hours
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missing your titty fiend choso works rn 😔😔
same
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slvttyplum · 17 hours
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Imagine Choso looking at his phone, with tears in his eyes. Yuki asks what's wrong, Choso says, "This reminds me of my brother." (Eso) He hands his phone to Yuki, and when she sees the picture of a woman in lingerie, her eyes widen. "Huh?" I CANT STOP LAUGJINGGG
i was 👌🏾 close to being like “i don’t get it” until i had to use this noggin of mine, that’s pretty funny ngl
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Literally me to Gege rn 🙁
real asf
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slvttyplum · 1 day
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satoru loved to watch himself slide in and out of you and how your pussy reacted whenever he slid deep inside of you, but one thing he didn’t love was when you interrupted that and closed your legs completely when the pleasure started to become too much, so he had to do something about it. 
he got a special leg spreader made just for you, with your name engraved on it and a little design on it. shock spread on your face when he was setting it up. of course, satoru could’ve just put his hands on your thighs to keep them spread, but satoru liked to do other things, plus he was just extra in general, an excuse to try something different, like getting a pair of handcuffs to match. 
he loved how flexible you were because, with the bar, he could put you in any position he wanted to, and your legs would still be spread wide open for him. the first time he brought it up to you and showed up with a huge box and a smile on his face, you were disgusted and offended. he even thought about getting it for you, but there was no reason not to try. 
“not too tight, satoru." pouting as he straps one of your ankles in and pulls the strap so it doesn’t slip off, the smile on his face never leaving. 
“awe, someone’s mad; they have to be restrained to get fucked.” while tightening up the other strap, both your wrists and ankles were tied up as he touched your core, jolting a little as you felt his fingers touch all over you. 
satoru knew that once he got this, he wouldn’t be able to fuck you without it or have hopes of being able to build up your sexual tolerance, but neither happened. this was the best purchase he’s made in years; nothing will ever compare to seeing your wetness and his cum covered over your core. 
you couldn’t close your legs or shift around; you were laid out with your legs spread just for him, just like he wanted it. the only things were your moaning and whimpering when he fucked you deep, and your legs started to ache the more he fucked you. 
he didn’t just stop at laying you on your back; he also turned you around, putting your hands behind your back and putting the cuffs back on. grabbing the middle of them and fucking you, you hated to admit it, but god did it feel good to feel him deep inside you and have the pleasure explode all over. your mouth hanging open as he pushed into you repeatedly, with no mercy or having to stop every ten seconds because of you squirming around. 
the pleasure was so fucking good that the pain you got from your legs saying in the air didn’t even stay. you were on cloud nine with the pleasure you were receiving. satoru even took it a step further and would eat you out instead; this was all that he wanted—for you to stay still while he made you feel good instead of your squirming. 
he loved that you were sensitive, but he also liked that your thighs closed every time he was close and every time you were on the verge of your orgasm. this was for the both of you, so y’all could cum together, plus you looked sexy, sweaty, and restrained. 
“look at you, baby; you’re doing so well for me." all you needed was that extra support besides satoru's hands pushing your thighs, something more stable to keep you in check, and that's exactly what the bar did; it helped keep you in check. any slight movement will have your ankles tugging, which is uncomfortable. 
satoru did this all for you, knowing that you wanted the pleasure he was giving you and wanted to be fucked for hours on end. you just needed help, and satoru was going to go through the ends of the earth to find the help you needed, and this bar and handcuffs were exactly what you needed. your legs stuck in the ear as he pushed against you back to back, and the tip of his dick touched deep inside of you almost so far that the air sliding through your nostrils wasn't enough to keep you stable.
even though the pleasure that was pulsing through your toes and tingling was too much for you to handle, you still found yourself wanting more—more of the dick he was putting into your stomach, and satoru was guaranteed to give it to you. after a couple of times of having the var on you, you weren't opposed to keeping it in the bedroom; it helped the both of you out greatly, and that turned satoru on so fucking much, especially in the aftermath. 
covered in his sweat and cum by the end of the night, and the sight made satoru's eyes grow in little hearts. he wanted to do it more, but surprisingly, you let him do it. that's one of the great things about the bar: it lets you hold up the tolerance of the pleasure, forcing you to want more even if you can't take it.
"look at thattt." cooing at you as he slides his finger down your wet slit and slowly slides a finger in, your walls immediately closing around his finger. you were still so sensitive, yet you were begging satoru to keep going, to fuck you until your vision was blurry and your body was giving out. you didn't even care if the restraints were tight; you just needed him inside of you.
just know that satoru has been boasting about this for weeks.
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slvttyplum · 1 day
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taking yall off nanami punishment
nanami was very understanding when it came to you; he never made you feel as though you were little and that he was more superior than you. with that being said, even though he was a very understanding partner, the both of you still clashed heads almost every week, and it was always about petty shit. nanami wasn't one for petty arguments, yet he still found himself arguing with you. he would've left by now, so why was he still going back and forth with you almost every day?
standing across the bedroom, yelling even though every word that was coming out of his mouth he didn't mean; he was just trying to calm you down, and eventually he did, but it wasn't with his words. instead, it was with his fingers in between yours as he slowly slid himself inside of you, kissing you. those bitter words that were slipping out of his mouth now turned sweet when he was whispering in your ear how much he loved you and didn't mean anything.
his eyes were soft while looking into yours, and even when arguing with you, his eyes never turned dark; they were always light with love because, no matter what, he couldn't help but love you. nanami didn't like to argue with you, but he always seemed to stand in the same spot in your shared bedroom, justifying his action, explaining to you his real intentions, and firing back.
it was until he started to really think that he realized why you always spewed nonsense in his direction, nitpicking at every little thing he did to start up an argument—you just wanted one thing. you wanted him to fuck you and pamper you while he was inside, making you feel good while he gave you kisses all over your face. 
sometimes he had to work overtime; that was a given everyone had to do once in awhile, and that was when you would fuss and just say anything that came to your mind to spew at him, but the real reason is that you just wanted him with you; you wanted him to be with you, cuddle you, kiss you; you didn't want him to be gone all the time, and there he was, gone all the fucking time.
once he realized that was why he always found himself arguing with you, he made sure he wouldn't be working over time anymore, and if he did, it wouldn't be every week. it definitely changed your attitude and the way you acted. 
as much as you wanted him, he wanted you too; all he wanted was to be inside of you, telling you how much he loved you and was always going to be there for you, and that's exactly what he did every night. fucking you slow and deep, telling you he would never let you go each time he slammed inside of you, his hands roaming all over your body. 
your cheeks were heating up knowing it was true. nanami always stayed true to his word.
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slvttyplum · 2 days
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been following you for a while and can i just say that YOUR STORIES FUCKING GOOD!!!! so glad i came across your account. looking forward for more!
oh my goodness hi hi! thank you so much that means a lot <333
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slvttyplum · 2 days
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I can’t help but think about Choso doing TikTok dances. So cute
wait i see the vision
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slvttyplum · 2 days
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girl have you ever thought about Suguru with those big ass dragon tattoo on his back?? LIKE!?$!$:!:!/ i think that’s so hot
well yes!! suguru with tattoos and piercings always gets me fr
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slvttyplum · 2 days
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manipulating a situation can obviously be very horrible, especially to twist it so that it works in your favor, but you found yourself moaning over suguru's shoulder every time he would finger you to get you to talk. this didn't happen every time, but when it did, it got messy, and not in the bad way—the way where suguru's fingers were covered in your fluid and somehow his dick was inside of you. 
sometimes you had a hard time opening up about what was wrong, it was good to just keep it to yourself and internally work it out. every issue doesn't need to be shared with others, but suguru thought differently. he told you that if you were having any problems, you should come to him because he was your boyfriend and that's what he was there for, but you would get embarrassed and shut out. that's until suguru had to find a way for you to talk to him.
torture has been proven to be very effective, but that was a no-go, so he had to go for the second-best thing, overstimulation. having sex with you multiple times in a day taught him some things about your body, and one of them was that you were overly sensitive and had to have little breaks in between rounds so that you could calm down. 
overstimulation wasn't for you until it was. fingering you until you couldn't take it anymore was an easy way to get you to tell him what was wrong. it was a nasty little trick he would use, but in his defense, it actually worked. that was his last resort; he had to know why you were upset, or it would drive him up a wall, so he would put you in his lap and try to ask one last time before sliding his hands in between your thighs and slowly touching you. 
he thought by the fifth time he did this, you would catch on to what he was doing, but he thanked god you didn't, because the more closed off you got, the more he would have to do it and more. this was supposed to solely be to see what was wrong with you and hear you whine it out, but it got him hard. having you in his lap cuddled into his neck, sniffling from the pleasure, had his sweatpants stretching out.
"tell me what's wrong, baby, and i'll stop." his dark eyes looking into yours practically begging for you to talk to him, and when you protested, he'd slip his fingers deeper inside of you, slightly curving them so that he could touch your sweet spot and get faster.
he would lie and say that he didn't want to do that, but when he had to, his heart would race and his dick would get hard. this was still pleasuring you, so of course he was going to enjoy it, but he felt a little guilty having to do it in this circumstance, yet you never stopped him. wrapping your arms around him and whispering in his ear what was wrong in hopes he would stop, but he didn't; instead, he would fuck you right there, explaining to you how easy it was to just tell him from the start.
"see how easy that was? hm? you must like getting fucked." teasing you while giving you kisses all over your face. he only wanted the best for you, and you should just talk to him, even if you feel embarrassed about it. he was all ears for you and you alone; he didn't want to keep making you cum back to back to get you to talk to him, even if it was enjoyable.
after multiple sessions of him doing that just for you to give up, after you came once on his fingers, you just started to tell him because communication was important for you and you didn't want him to be in the dark about things, so i guess you could say manipulation was good.
... only for suguru, though.
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slvttyplum · 2 days
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you were so in love with aki that you found everything he did sexy.
something that you found so sexy was when aki would smoke during sex, yet pay full attention to your wants, needs, and pleasure. he was only distracted for a moment until his attention was all on you again. this wasn’t him just smoking to smoke; he would fuck you all night long most of the time, so sometimes he would need a little intermission between strokes.
letting his hair down and putting the rubber band around your wrist while taking a puff of his cigarette. he never stopped fucking you, even if he really had to; he was going to find any reason to stay inside of you and have your wet walls clamped around him. it was unnecessary to do anything if it meant he had to stop fucking you.
everything he did was just so attractive that it heightened during sex. taking down his ponytail? sexy, talking softly? sexy, asking if you were okay? sexy. it was the bare minimum, but you still found it attractive.
the cigarette smell didn’t turn you off; instead, you liked it. it was a nasty smell for most, yes, but aki himself had a very sweet natural scent, a scent that someone could smell from a foot away, so his natural scent mixed with the smoke to create something calming.
there was something so soothing about his smell, presence, and voice in general that it drove you crazy, and you didn’t even want to admit how much you loved it all. his soft voice if you ear while he’s inside of you, whispering, asking if he’s hurting you or if you wanted him to go faster or slower. his usual speed was perfect, yet he asked every time.
he was a man made of gold that you couldn’t stop looking at. you were so infatuated with him that it made your stomach swarm with butterflies. aki was so soft and caring towards you that you never wanted to let him go; he was always on your mind. like, who wouldn’t fuck a guy who treated you like the most precious thing?
sliding his fingers in between yours while he was inside of you and giving you soft pecks on the lips as he looked into your eyes, and nowhere else, all his focus was on you, his pupils growing bigger and bigger. as much as you were in love with him, he loved you even more.
there was something that turned him on and made his heart skip a beat whenever he was inside of you and looking at you straight in the eye, his body on yours. he could feel how fast your heart was beating, and it turned him on to know that he could get your heart beating that fast.
as much as you found him sexy, he found you even sexier, especially under him.
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how cute oh my goodness 🤭
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الاثنين غايبه:
i’m not sure what this means and the translator is inaccurate :(
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sukunas favorite thing to do was to fuck you slow and deep; sometimes he didn't like to go fast because he couldn't see your reaction or the tears slowly crawling out of your eyes. when he slowly pushed deep inside of you, touching and stretching out your walls, he could see your face scrunch up and your mouth slowly opening from the pleasure.
now, of course, sukuna loved to get you riled up, to have you screaming and moaning his name, and your body reacted every second to his dick being pushed deep inside of you, but there was something about doing things slowly and intensely. when he was fucking you slow and deep, you were way more sensitive compared to when he was going fast, his skin against yours as he still whispered in your ear those nasty words that people would be shocked at hearing. 
"tell me what you want." look into your eyes as he pushed into you again, but this time the tip of his dick was pressed against your sweet spot, and he wasn't letting up. your toes were curling, and your breathing was getting faster. this is what sukuna loved; this was a sight he never wanted to let go of; instead, he wanted to savor it. thinking to himself how deep inside of you he could actually go to have you whine and squeeze around him. 
that's when he started to put you on your stomach, lift your hips, and place his hand on your back while the other was on your ass. that's how he fucked you, deep and slow. he could get more of a reaction out of you when your ass was in the air; he was hitting more sensitive places, along with the slight painful sensation you would get on your ass when he squeezed it.
he loved fucking you in this position while you didn't like it one bit, but not for the reason you think. you didn't like it because it felt too good, to the point where you just wanted to stop. overstimulation sounds good in theory, but it got to the point where it would fog up your mind; you couldn't think or move; the only thing your body would do was clench up, and even that had consequences. 
"fuck, relax; you're going to snap my dick off." slapping your ass and placing both of his hands firmly on your ass before slamming into you again, his dick teasing your sweet spot. he wasn't completely there, but you could feel a little bit of tingling when he was there, aching for more.
sukuna knew your body like the back of his hand; he knew what to do to get you to cum fast, cry, whine, moan, and overstimulate; he knew it all, but the combination of having you face down and ass up was going to give him the combination of it all. the one downside is that he couldn't see your face; he couldn't see how your face scrunched up when he went deeper and deeper inside of you until your toes were curling and you were sobbing.
he liked how he could stretch you out and not even be fully inside for you to react. you were accustomed to how he felt, but it still felt different each time he was inside of you. sometimes he would be a little too gentle, while on others he would be rough, but you noticed that he found a favorite position to put you in, and it didn't help with the face. you were sensitive with every touch he placed in and on your body.
he didn't want to admit it, but he loved to be gentle with you. being rough was just too much when he saw your face. how could he be so rough with a face like yours? sometimes he just wanted to slowly make you feel good so the both of you could thoroughly enjoy the pleasure, but even he knew there were more sinister intentions the more he kept going.
sometimes, slow is better than fast.
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