Satoru has never robbed a store before. Suguru has successfully robbed three. In a bid to understand Suguru a little better, Satoru buys a white ski mask and a crow bar. The rest is history.
WJJK fm | Radio show AU
37k, WIP, written by @peachringpapa
“𝘙𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘚𝘶𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘶. 𝘏��𝘷𝘦𝘯’𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦.”
Hauntingly beautiful prose with a devastating plot.
He bunches it up to absorb his mess, breathing heavily as he comes down and tosses the used panties in his laundry basket, burying it beneath the random sweater he has lying on top.
If Satoru asks where they went, he’ll just blame the dryer again.
Panty Fucker!Suguru
A #GeGo Threadfic 🧵
Satoru should have known better than to buy expensive underwear when he was terrible at remembering where he left them.
Suguru’s hips jerk forward as he imagines the panties on his best friend’s body, cock hugged between his ass and baby blue. The image immediately sends him into his release, cum fucked into the soft fabric, pooling through the thin threads.
I believe if Nanami opened a bakery, Suguru would spoil Satoru with fresh baked goods every morning. Satoru would be oblivious as to where they came from for the first few weeks, then insist on going with when he finds out.
reason for his pleasure.
They don’t meet again for a year after that. Not until Suguru discovers a new curse he wants to try on his plaything, and Satoru, obedient as he is, returns for more.
Inappropriate Use of Curses | Exhibitionism
A #GeGo thread 🧵
Satoru hasn’t seen Suguru in ten years. Suguru has spent the last five of those curating the best curses to use on him when they meet again.
Suguru approaches, kneeling down to tip his chin back and steal another kiss. It’s filthy, reverent, a show of everything he isn’t capable of saying. He reaches down, grabbing Satoru’s cock for himself, and works rapidly to drag him back to bliss, to solidify himself as the sole