fushigowo

[fushigowo]

𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐏𝐔𝐍𝐊, 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓 | 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔

⇢ ˗ˏˋ PAIRING: skater!getou x fem!reader

⇢ ˗ˏˋ SYNOPSIS: parties are out of your comfort zone, but when your friends dragged you to come with them at a frat party, you stumbled across getou suguru—the man who has been eyeing you since your first day on campus.

⇢ ˗ˏˋ WARNINGS: public sex, exbihitionism, fingering, wall sex, doggy, oral sex, dumbification, edging, breeding kink, size kink, multiple orgasms soft to mean dom suguru, suguru wears a lot of rings

⇢ ˗ˏˋ NOTES: WE ARE SO BACK (I DID NOT PROOFREAD THIS)

Getou Suguru is usually uninterested when it comes to women asking him out. He is always nonchalant and doesn’t give any fucks whenever someone is showing interest in him. Sure, he fucks around but that would just be a quick fuck to satisfy himself and nothing more. He wasn’t interested in anyone because they weren’t you.

Getou Suguru usually fucks around with other women, only because he imagines them as you. Suguru can get any woman he wants, but when it comes to you? Oh, you were hard to get, alright. And that—Suguru thinks—is quite a challenge for him. Unlike other women whom Suguru usually sees at the pit or frat parties, you couldn't be found at either of them. So, Suguru decided to know where your usual spots are on campus. In his defense, he wasn't stalking you. He only wanted to hang out and try to find a way to talk to you.

What Suguru thinks makes you stand out from the crowd is your aura. Whenever he saw you hanging out with your friends, you were always the soft-spoken one. Suguru likes how vibrant and soft you are. You don't give a single fuck about what other people say about you being fake because you’re always so nice, even to people who hate you.

Your sense of style is also a plus for Suguru. You always wear shades of pink, usually the lighter ones and always have those cute, little ribbons on—whether it is on your hair or your top or your tights or your shoes. While you wear those pink, vibrant colors, Suguru wears the complete opposite. He usually wears heavy colors, mostly black and a lot of accessories, which are rings. Aside from Suguru’s hobby of skating, he also plays as lead guitarist in a band in his free time when he’s not busy with academics. You, however, usually spend your time taking walks in parks and going to art museums when not busy with your studies. Suguru knows that your major is associated with art. Not to be a creep, but because of Suguru’s deep admiration for you, he came to realize that your program is Fine Arts, majoring in painting.

Right now, Suguru’s eyeing you from across the library as he finishes studying and taking notes. He wasn’t supposed to take two hours in the library, but because you were here, it was such a distraction for him. He finally snapped back to his senses when your friend came crashing into your peaceful time. Suguru went back to studying and finally left with his notebooks and book in his hands before taking one last glance at you, ignoring your friend’s presence.

“Hey,” your friend greeted you and sat beside you. You closed your notebook and looked at her with a smile, asking what was her business with you. “Do you have any deadlines this weekend? Y'know, you’re always busy with your plates and canvases and shit. You can have fun with us this Saturday.”

“And what kind of fun am I getting myself into, Mei Mei?” you raised an eyebrow.

“Just some frat party—”

“No.”

“Come on, babe. Just one time.” she pleads.

“You know parties are out of my comfort zone,” you replied. “I’m just not comfortable being in one.”

“Just one time, please? Utahime, Shoko, and I will keep you company. Besides, you might meet someone there.” she winked.

Giving up your defenses, you take a deep sigh in defeat before saying, “I’ll think about it, Mei Mei.”

Your friend, to her excitement, accidentally squealed in the library, which made you wince in embarrassment. Sometimes you don’t know why you’re associated with your friends. Mei Mei, the gambler. Shoko, the smoker. Utahime, the violent one. Well, what can you say? They’re your friends, you support them no matter what. Later that night, you were doing your makeup when your friends came crashing into your dorm. The good thing is that your roommate wasn’t there with you. Otherwise, she would complain again about how annoying your friends are. You can’t blame her though. You definitely understand her. After one last look at your outfit in the mirror, your friends finally dragged you out of your dorm.

As your friends walk you to the venue of the party, you can already hear the loud, thunderous music echoing from the distance accompanied by the overlapping voices of dozens of people enjoying and having fun at the party. You weren’t even in front of the doorstep yet you already want to ditch your friends and go back to your dorm and have a peaceful night for yourself.

The frat house was huge, almost as huge as a manor house, having three stories. Its walls are made with brick walls covered in off-white paint, with the front of the house having a banner with the name of the frat. You don’t even have to guess that the house was packed, because it already was.

“Come on, babe. It’ll be fun.” Mei Mei whispered to you and didn’t even give you time to protest when she came dragging you inside.

The inside of the house was even messier than you pictured in your head. The music was even louder than outside. It had your ears ringing because of how loud it was. People were all scattered across the house; playing ping pong tables or something, dancing in the living room, drinking and making out in every corner, playing seven minutes in heaven, dancing, partying, all that stuff.

You wanted to stick with your friends, but Mei Mei and Shoko went their separate ways, and Utahime was nowhere to be found, which you guessed already ditched the party. When you decide to ditch your friends as well, you come walking towards the front door until someone blocks you from your way.

“Uhm, excuse me,” you muttered.

“Never seen you here before, cutie. Want a drink?” The man who offered you a drink was a white-haired man with cerulean blue eyes accompanied by his pale ivory skin and huge, and you mean, huge, tall, and muscular build.

“Oh, yeah—uhm, sure.” You couldn’t say no. The man, then, handed you a cup of beer and offered you a seat somewhere in the house. It was pretty calm where you’re at. Just a bunch of college people, talking and playing games and socializing in general.

“What’s your name? We’ve been throwing a lot of parties since our freshman year here,” he says. “So many familiar faces, but you’re someone who I saw just now. Oh, I’m Satoru, by the way. Gojo Satoru.” he smiled at you, making you smile back.

You told your name to him and answered that your friends only dragged you here and that you don’t really do well when it comes to parties. You didn’t tell him the part that you just hate crowded and loud places.

“I see,” he said. “Well, I hope you’re having a great time.”

“Not really.” you chuckled bitterly. “I don’t know where my friends are and I have no idea who you guys are.”

“Why don’t you join us then?” someone from across your seat asked.

Your eyes met with black-colored ones. He has a small smile plastered on his pinkish, thin lips. His hair is long and lustrous, tied in a half-bun. Same with Gojo, he is tall and muscular as well, given that his wide, black tank top is showing his muscles and even his chest. What intrigued you the most is his clothing. He wears all black clothes, his pants filled with accessories, such as chains and belts with creative designs. He also wears a lot of piercings on his ears and his fingers are filled with silver rings. You thought that Gojo is handsome and all, but this man is gorgeous. You didn’t even realize that you were staring at him for a while now when Gojo snapped his fingers in front of your face, taking you back to your senses.

“You’re staring at him too much, angel. You’re making me jealous.” Gojo jokes.

“Fuck off, Satoru.” The man scolded the white-haired man before looking at you again. “We’re gonna play something. Wanna join?”

“Sure. What is it?” you asked.

“Seven minutes in heaven, as usual.” Gojo rolled his eyes.

You didn’t say anything and decided to join and all the participants in the game sat down on the floor in a circle.

While the game is on-going—with other people being locked in the closet—your eyes are stuck on the black-haired man. He is talking to one of his fratmates, which you had guessed. Something about him that makes you squirm on your seat. You kept observing how good-looking he is and how he talks in such a soft-spoken way with other people and he always has a nice look on his face, even when not talking. At least that’s what you think.

You were silently hoping that the two of you would be locked in the closet together, with privacy in the dark. And when that happens, there’s a high possibility that you could feel his touch on your skin or even his lips meeting yours while his hands are traveling around your body, making their way down on your—

“Oops! Get in the closet, Suguru!" Gojo yelled at one of the participants but you were too busy fantasizing about Gojo's friend.

Suddenly, you were then guided to walk towards the closet with the person you were paired up with already inside it. Now, you’re locked inside a dark, chilly closet with someone you don’t even know by name or by face because the closet was too dark for you to make up the features of the person you were with.

“Uhm…” you mumbled, not knowing what to say. “Where… oh—I'm sorry.” you apologized when your hand hit something hard. It was his chest. His chest is hard as fuck.

“It’s okay.” he chuckled. “Didn’t even hurt, princess.”

“I didn’t expect to play this again in college,” you mumbled. “The last time I played this, I was in high school when I had my first kiss. It was not good at all.”

The man chuckled again, this time much louder than before. “Was he not a good kisser?”

“Definitely not. He was awful, and I’m being too nice with the word awful.” you said in disgust. “It was such a horrible seven minutes in heaven.”

“Someone needs to teach him how to kiss. Besides, it’s embarrassing being a horrible kisser when kissing someone so pretty.”

“How do you know I’m pretty?”

“I just know,” he mumbled. “Want me to make this a wonderful seven minutes in heaven for you?”

“How?” you asked.

“Come closer,” he whispered, which you did.

His touch made you startled on your feet, making him chuckle under his breath. His hand, then, started to caress the back of your head and feel your hair.

“Relax, sweetheart.” he said those words that can make you imagine a smile on his lips.

His hands are taking their time exploring your body, making their way down to your waist then up to your spine that sends you shivers on your back then down to your waist again. The man’s touch was warm and needy as if he wants to explore every inch of your body right here, right now. He was not shy to let his hands travel beneath the fabric of your shirt and even your mini-skirt.

You didn’t even notice that you were already leaning so close to him, that you can feel the warmth of his breath on your forehead, sending shivers down your spine. Your hands are resting on his chest while one of his is caressing your ass. The other starts making its way to your chin, guiding you to look up at him despite not seeing his face due to the darkness of the closet.

The closeness of his warm breath made contact with your lips and the next thing you know, his lips are on yours. At first it was a gentle, passionate kiss, slowly turning into a hungry one, filled with desire and lust. His hand on your chin then held your cheek.

The way he guided you up against the wall was dominant yet gentle and careful at the same time. His kisses became hungrier as his tongue snaked its way inside of your mouth, meeting your tongue. You couldn’t help but moan against his kisses that your hands made their way up to his hair. You didn’t even notice the long length of it and his half-bun up because you were so intoxicated by his lips and kisses.

“Fuck,” he mumbled under his breath, right before kissing your neck while his hands waste no time in lowering down your panties.

You’re breathing so heavily, your nails are digging against his back. You let out a yelp when you feel his fingers touch your folds, making him chuckle at your reaction. You just know that he licked his fingers before inserting two of it inside you.

“Oh, shit,” you moaned before covering your mouth.

“Nah, don’t even bother doing that,” he whispered. “Let them hear. They know damn well what we’re doing here anyway, so don’t even bother covering your noises.”

You nodded before taking off your hand from your mouth.

“That's a good girl.” you heard him whisper right in your ear.

You feel his fingers speed up inside you, making you squirm under his grasp. You tried your best not to let out a yelp or anything louder than the soft moans and whimpers that only he could hear despite telling you to let them hear. The mere thought of everyone outside this closet hearing you moan out loud is out of the question.

When you feel his strong arms wrap around your legs to carry you against the wall and straddle him on his waist, you cover your mouth instantly as his fingers continue to play with your cunt. One hand is covering your mouth while the other is gripping the shirt on his back. The faster he plunges his fingers inside you, the louder you can hear the wetness emanating from your pussy.

“Mmmph! Mmmh…” you tried your best to stop yourself from being heard outside the closet. And yet, it was harder for you to do so as you feel yourself getting closer. You had the courage to take your hand off your mouth and whisper—or whimper, rather—to the man fingerfucking you inside a closet. “I’m—I’m gonna cum. I’m so close—Mmmph!”

“Yeah? Don’t hold back, sweetheart. Cum on my fingers then, come on.” you can imagine a smirk on his face as he says those words with amusement.

Your breathing became heavier, the air between the two of you grew hotter as you're getting nearer and nearer to cumming.

You felt his warm tongue lick down on your neck towards your collarbone, leaving hickeys and bites to your skin.

Your toes started curling as you close your eyes tightly, that you were sure you were about to see stars as you get closer.

“Oh, fuck, yes—”

Then, with one last thrust of his fingers, just when you were about to reach your climax, the two of you heard a loud knock on the wooden door of the closet, making him curse under his breath.

“Hey, it’s been ten minutes, love birds! Go get yourself a room!” You and the man heard Gojo’s voice shout from outside.

What a cunt, you thought.

“I’m gonna kill him after this.” The man whispered as the both of you settle yourselves down. “Wanna get out of this party?” he whispered, sending shivers down your spine.

“Yeah. I might need more of that.” you chuckled.

The two of you are sweating so hard after a heated makeout session inside the closet. You were sure that your hair and makeup is all messy as well as your dress so you would have to retouch yourself before getting out of this party with this man. You still have no idea who this was, but that doesn’t matter anymore. You just needed to let out your frustration after getting cockblocked by Gojo.

“Come on, let’s get the fuck out of here,” he says.

With that, he opened the closet door, already seeing dozens of eyeballs staring at the two of you, knowing damn well what the both of you did there. Some were blushing and flustered, while most were cheering for the man and you, and others were drunk as hell.

You feel yourself getting flustered and your cheeks heating up because of the embarrassment. You had never done it before where other people could hear you. Well, maybe others did hear you before, but then again, you weren’t aware of them listening.

“Hey, fuck you, Satoru!”

You eyed the man you were with inside the closet and when you saw who he was, your eyes flew wide open in shock, almost feeling your jaw drop when you saw his long, raven hair tied in a half-bun. You were just fantasizing about him earlier and now, you made out with him inside a dark, cramped closet.

“Calm down, man!” Gojo was being headlocked by a man named ‘Suguru’. You heard from Gojo.

Getou Suguru.

“Come on, princess. Let’s get the fuck out of here.” Suguru took your hand and walked towards the door of the frat house. Before Suguru could get out, he picked up his skateboard that was leaning against the wall. Just when the two of you were about to head out, he threw one last middle finger towards Gojo with a smirk on his face.

“God, I hate him.” he chuckled as he shook his head, his hand still in yours while the other held his skateboard.

You let out a quiet laugh before asking where the two or you are going. He said he knows a quiet spot where he usually hangs out.

An empty skate park beside an abandoned store. It was empty and quiet, only the crickets can be heard, considering that it's two minutes 'till three in the morning. There were few light posts surrounding the park, showing some graffiti on the concrete.

“Do you skate?” he asked, breaking the silence between the two of you.

Truth be told, Suguru’s heart was beating so fast when he realized that it was you who he had kissed and fingerfucked inside a closet. The last time he saw you, he was just fantasizing what it was like to touch you, to kiss you, and now, he did. And when he did, god, he felt as if he could never kiss anyone else after getting the chance to kiss you. Suguru, being true to his intentions, doesn’t want to kiss anyone else after that.

You chuckled before replying, “Do I look like the type of woman who skates?” you pointed to yourself, especially to your outfit. You were wearing pink high heels and stockings with ribbons, of course.

“Could be. Who knows? Maybe you do.” he smiles before gesturing to you to come closer to him. “Come here. I’ll teach you.”

“In heels?” you almost gasped.

“Yeah, come on, princess.” he motioned you to stand on his skate while he holds your arms to help you maintain your balance as you stare at your feet on top of the board. “See? You’re already doing so good.” he praised, making you smile at him.

“I'm barely moving, Suguru."

“You’re getting the hang of it—”

Suguru’s words were cut off by the sudden fast motion of the board, which caused you to lose your balance and almost fall on the concrete, head first. Thankfully, Suguru’s arms never let go of you, giving him the chance to catch you.

“Easy, princess. I got you.” he smiles and then gives you a peck on the lips, making you awestruck.

“Oh, you’re so sly, Getou Suguru,” you mumbled before kissing him back. Suguru, on the other hand, never hesitated.

The kiss between the two of you began to deepen. His arms that were holding your body are now pulling your waist closer to his, the other, traveling on your back. The feeling of kissing the woman that Suguru admired for years now had never felt so euphoric. It was as if he would never have the urge to kiss another woman again except you. Your lips could never compare to the ones he had kissed before, and even those thoughts were suddenly pushed out of Suguru’s memory as he focuses on the sweet taste of your lips.

“Mmm… I want more… I want more, Suguru.” you moaned in between kisses.

“Yeah? You want more, princess?” Suguru whispered in your ear, his hot breath against your skin sends shivers on your spine, making you cross your legs in need.

“Mmm-hmm,” you hummed.

“Come on.” Suguru took your hand and led you to the back of the abandoned store covered by the large bushes.

“Wait, Suguru. Here?” you looked up at him, unsure of the place.

“Is there a problem?”

“What if somebody sees?” you asked.

“Then we’ll give them a good show.” he smirked before pressing his lips against yours again, making you lean back on the wall.

Your arms snaked up Suguru’s nape, pulling him closer to your kisses. His lips began to lower down your jaw, to your neck down to your collarbone. When Suguru reached your pink shirt, he looked at you, as if asking permission to lift your shirt up. You nodded, and the man didn’t hesitate to do so, showing your laced bra. Instead of taking the clasps off, Suguru only lifted your bra as well, exposing your tits and nipples.

“So pretty,” he mumbled before sucking on your nipples, letting his tongue swirl while his hand is massaging the other. Meanwhile, his other hand is rubbing on your soaked panties, making you moan lightly under your breath.

“Mmm… Suguru… feels so good,”  you mumbled in between your heavy breaths as Suguru continued to toy with your wet pussy while he took his time playing with your hard nipples.

Suguru’s kisses began moving down again, kissing your stomach until his face meets your pussy. He took one last glance at you before hooking your panties, as if he was asking permission to remove them. You didn’t hesitate to nod your head while the man quickly slid your panties down, not wasting a single second.

“She’s so wet for me, princess.” he chuckled.

You couldn’t help but release a sudden yelp when you felt Suguru’s tongue on your folds.

Oh, fuck. He has a fucking tongue piercing.

It was as if your entire body shook because of the sudden cold that you felt through your pussy. Suguru’s tongue piercing keeps touching your folds as he continues to eat you out as if you’re the last thing he’s ever going to eat.

“Oh, shit… feels so good, Suguru. Sooo good,” you moaned. The back of your head touches the wall while your hands grip Suguru’s long hair, messing up his man bun.

Suguru couldn’t care less about him eating you out loud and continued to devour your wet pussy. The loud slurping and sucking noises that his mouth and tongue makes filled the supposedly quiet ambiance. The vibrations of Suguru’s moans caused your pussy to ache even more while your moans became louder and louder, that your mind completely forgot that you’re being eaten out in public.

“Shit, you taste so fucking good. Can’t get enough of you, princess.” he chuckled and continued to lap your folds.

When Suguru said he can’t get enough of you, he fucking means it. Suguru hooks one of your legs to his shoulders while his hands travel to your lower back to push your hips even closer to his mouth.

“Oh, my fucking god, Suguru!” you moaned while your hands gripped his hair tighter when you feel yourself getting closer to cumming.

“You gonna cum, princess? Yeah, cum for me, cum for me. Come on, cum on my tongue,” he mumbled in between sucking your clit and licking your pussy aggressively.

“Oh, fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck. I’m gonna cum, Suguru, I’m—shit!” your breathing became heavier while Suguru became even more aggressive with the way he eats you out. The slurping, sucking, and squelching noises became louder as he pushed your hips harder to him.

Your grip on Suguru’s hair became even tighter. Your legs begin to shake, eyes feel as if they’re traveling at the back of your head, and you can feel yourself getting closer and closer that your toes start to curl.

“I’m gonna—I’m gonna cum, fuck! Suguru!”

You tried your best to muffle your loud moans by covering your mouth when you felt yourself cumming on Suguru’s tongue. That was the first and only time you came so hard that you swore you saw stars.

“Ah, so fucking good,” Suguru mumbled and took one last lick on your pussy before standing up to meet your face. He didn’t hesitate to kiss you to let you taste yourself. “Good thing there’s no Satoru to cockblock us.” he chuckled before kissing you again.

“We’re not done, are we?” you asked and looked up at him.

“Do you seriously think we are? No fucking way, princess,” he whispered before telling you to turn back. You did what he asked and pressed your palms on the wall. “You’re on the pill, right?” he asked, to which you nodded as your reply.

Suguru smirked behind you before gently lifting your skirt. You bite your lips as you hear him unbuckling his belt. The man didn’t waste any time to pull his cock out, now leaking with pre-cum. A smirk curls up his lips as he watches you looking behind your shoulder. One of his hands is holding your hips, guiding you closer to him while the other is holding his cock.

“Think you can take all of this, princess?” he smirked as he rubbed the length of his cock on your wet slit, making you moan under your breath. You couldn’t help but release a whimper instead of answering his question, and to Suguru, that was all he wanted to hear and nothing more. 

Suguru released a sharp breath as he pushed his thick cock inside of you. Series of curses and moans came out of Suguru’s mouth when he felt your hot insides and how tight you are around his cock. His hand came to grip your hair, pulling your face closer to him and making you arch your back even more while he looked down at you. 

“You’re so fucking tight around me, shit.” he moaned before kissing you. The two of you shared moans in between kisses as Suguru pushed even deeper inside you, making your legs shake. You couldn’t help but release a yelp from your lips when Suguru suddenly thrusted inside of you.

“Nghh… so deep, Suguru. It’s so—ah—deep, oh, my fucking god,” you moaned. 

Suguru lets out a chuckle before looking down on his cock not even fully inside you yet. “You’re not even taking all of it yet, sweetie. Just a bit more, ‘kay? Think you can take all of it for me?” he asked, pulling you closer to him, causing you to arch your back.

“Mmm-hmm. Give it to me, please. I need it, Suguru, please,” you begged, almost teary-eyed while you looked up at him. 

He’s not even pushing all of his cock inside you and yet you already feel so full. That’s how big Suguru is. 

With one last thrust, Suguru pushed his hips even harder and deeper inside you, making him moan and release a sharp breath at how deep he is. He can almost feel his eyes rolling at the back of his head because of how good you feel, how tight you are around him, and how pretty you look while you take all of him. 

Your legs continue to shake while you try not to show your teary-eyes to Suguru because of how deep he is that you can feel the head of his cock hitting your cervix. You looked over your shoulder when Suguru released soft chuckles before saying: “Such a good girl, taking it all for me. You’re my good girl, aren’t you?”

“I’m your good girl, Suguru,” you whimpered as you looked up at him with teary eyes. Well, he makes you look up at him. 

Suguru took one last kiss from you before thrusting his hips while his hand holds yours and the other grips your hair that is causing you to arch your back. The squelching noises and his balls hitting the back of your cunt was accompanied by your moans and heavy breaths filled the air of the scene.

Your moans became louder and louder as Suguru’s thrust became faster and deeper, hitting your cervix, which made your legs quiver and your eyes to almost roll back again because of how good Suguru is fucking you. You couldn’t care less about how loud you’re becoming and how intense Suguru’s thrusts are, that anyone who stumbled across the park would hear the two of you. Anything other than Suguru’s cock going in and out of you was out of your mind since it was the only thing that you could think of—that is, if you could still think.

“Hah, ah, shit! Fuck, baby, you feel so good,” he moaned as he looked down on your teary, submissive eyes. “I could fuck you all night and—shit—and still can’t get enough of you.”

Suguru’s pace became faster, his balls hitting your cunt became louder as well as your moans. Your legs quivered more when you feel yourself getting closer to cumming again. 

You couldn’t think straight anymore when Suguru suddenly let go of your hair and held both of your arms back. Loud moans and whimpers released from your mouth as you feel yourself seeing stars again and your toes starting to curl once more. The fast pace of Suguru’s thrusts made your body move back and forth as well as your head. The hair that you took so long to style was now ruffled and messy and your makeup that took you forever to put was now being washed away from your eyes when tears started traveling down your cheeks. 

“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, Suguru! I’m gonna—I’m gonna cum, please, please, please! I’m so close, so close.” you whimpered, almost cried out loud, making Suguru smirk behind you, his moans and groans became louder when he felt himself getting closer to cumming too.

“Yeah? Beg for me, beg for me, slut. You’re so fucking dirty—ah, shit, letting me fuck you in public.” he chuckled in a saccharine tone. 

Suguru’s sudden change of tone from sweet and caring like earlier was now replaced with a saccharine, almost mean demeanor, which caused your pussy to tighten around his length. Suguru couldn’t help but let out a chuckle when he felt your cunt tighten around him.

“Did you just fucking tighten around me? You like being called that, huh, slut?” Suguru released one of your arm from his grip and pinched your cheeks together, causing your lips to pucker up while you look up at him. Seeing your teary eyes and messy makeup made Suguru hornier yet he can’t let himself cum yet. 

“Mmmph… ‘Guru, ‘m so close, please,” you plead. 

“Yeah, I don’t think so. Not yet,” he whispered before pulling out of you, making you whimper and cry at his sudden action. 

You couldn’t help but whine your frustrations out. You were so close and yet Suguru decided to tease you and toy with you by edging you when he pulled his cock out. Just when you are about to feel yourself cumming again, that’s when he decided to be a complete jerk and make you beg and cry for him. But that doesn’t mean that you didn’t like what he’s doing right now.

Suguru made you face him again, which you did. He lifted both of your legs up and carried you in his arms while your back was against the wall. Both of your legs are at the sides of his hips while his arms are under your legs, carrying it to position you up. You circled your arms around his neck while Suguru positioned his cock inside of you again, making you look down and whimper at the sight of your pussy taking all of him again. 

“Wanna see you cum, princess. Sorry about that.” he chuckled.

“It’s okay. I liked it,” you whispered with a soft smile.

Suguru started to thrust his hips again, creating squelching noises again accompanied by the moans and heavy breaths of the two of you. You tried your best to hold on to Suguru, not minding the hard wall hitting your back. 

You were never one to be too intimate with someone when having sex like couples do, such as staring into each other’s eyes and kissing while doing it. You find it too intimate to be doing those things with someone that you don’t have any intention of being involved with. But when it comes to Suguru, it was as if it’s natural for you to do such things with him. The two of you couldn’t help but to stare into each other’s eyes and kiss deeply as he thrusts his cock inside of you.

“So good, Suguru, feels so good.” you whimpered. “Wanna cum so bad, please. Please let me cum, Suguru.” you begged. 

“Yeah? Let’s make you cum then, princess.” 

Suguru’s pace became faster, hitting your cervix once again, making you cry and bury your face on his neck. His breaths became heavier, louder when he felt himself getting closer to cumming and this time, he’s not going to hold back. 

“Oh, shit, fuck, yes. Fuck, ‘m gonna cum, gonna cum, baby—so close, pleasepleaseplease.” you cried, making you hold your head back and hit the wall as you feel yourself seeing stars again.

“Cum on my cock, baby. That’s it, come on. Cum for me, cum for me, cum for me.” 

With one last thrust of Suguru’s hips, you felt yourself cumming again, gushing around Suguru’s cock that almost made your eyes roll at the back of your head and your toes to curl, legs caging Suguru’s hips, making him release his cum inside you. His cum made you feel so full and hot inside. Making sure that none of his cum is wasted, Suguru thrusts his hips a few times, deep and hard.

Suguru smiled at you before pressing his lips on yours once more. The two of you shared a deep, intimate kiss before he pulled himself out of your pussy, making you whimper one last time. Suguru took the initiative to pull your panties back up and tidy up your clothes. He clasped your bra and rolled your top down as well as your skirt. Suguru used his dark-colored shirt to wipe your now-messy makeup and comb your hair using his fingers. 

“There, all done, princess.” he smiled and pressed a soft kiss on your forehead. “Wanna get something to eat?”

“Sure, Suguru.” you smiled.

Just when the two of you are about to kiss again, you are interrupted by the loud ringing of Suguru’s phone. He took his phone out to see the caller ID, making him raise an eyebrow and shake his head, which caused you to ask who it was. Suguru didn’t say anything and just answered the phone.

“Hey, man! Where the fuck are you? Utahime is yelling at me, saying that I let you kidnap her friend.”

You couldn’t help but face-palm and shook your head once again. You took Suguru’s phone from his hand and said, “Tell her I just had the best sex of my life.” 

With that, you ended the call.

© FUSHIGOWO | 2024 REBLOGS, NOTES, COMMENTS ARE APPRECIATED ♡

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yall it took me almost an entire year to post another long ass fic and five months to finish it what the hell. anw, i have a choso (omg my first choso fic) and another gojo fic cooking up :((

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Suguru Geto

Geto finger fucking you before he gets out of bed:(

Geto fucking you just like ya wanted

Geto’s gotten quite… needy

Geto eating you out whilst wearing a leash

Satoru Gojo

Gojo eating you out whilst you hover above his face

Holding you whilst fucking you

Choso Kamo

Cumming in your panties>.<

Choso tied up and overstimulated

Riding his face:3

Ino Takuma

Riding Ino

Ino fingering you:3

Sleepy you getting worshipped by Ino

Eating you out messily

Ieri Shoko

Sheeee lovessss your cunt

Iori Utahime

Rubbing cunts together

PART TWO!!!!

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TOJI FUSHIGURO. ꒱‎

full nelson. ⋆ choking you. ⋆ fucking your ex. ⋆ squirting. ⋆ eating you out w a chain around his neck. ⋆ degradation (spanish ver.) ⋆ backshots.. but you’re the one who’s cuffed. ⋆ sending the porn he made w you to your bf.‎

CHOSO KAMO. ꒱‎

sensitivity. ⋆ mirror play. ⋆ tw: playing a risky game. ⋆ ‘manhandling’ you. ⋆ worshiping + sucking your tits. ⋆ his balls slapping against your clit. ⋆ using your titties to get off. ⋆ stroking him while he plays video games.

NANAMI KENTO. ꒱‎

sweet bunny. ⋆ riding him. ⋆ shower sex. ⋆ teasing + denying you. ⋆ thigh highs. ⋆ treating you and fingering you. ⋆ fingering his passenger princess. ⋆ distracting you while you read.

GOJO SATORU. ꒱‎

handcuffing you. ⋆ groping you. ⋆ dick just too good. ⋆ taking the condom off. ⋆ gripping onto the headboard. ⋆ fucking you in socks. ⋆ ravishing you senseless. ⋆ thrusting into you. ⋆ toying w you.

GETO SUGURU. ꒱‎

fucking you in the dark. ⋆ backshots. ⋆ fingering you until you turn into a water fountain. ⋆ squirting. ⋆ jerking him off. ⋆ sucking his balls. ⋆ fucking you dumb. ⋆ missionary w your legs closed.

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why am i taking literal MONTHS to finish this one getou college au fic😫

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aint no way...

what is the flow rate of gojo’s sperm? 🤔

😈 😈 😈 ALRIGHT LET’S FIND OUT

shoutout to m00tie @quinnyundertow since u said there's nothing that turns you on more than hearing how mobile a man's flagella are. this one's for you bb.

alright, first off, because his cum is confirmed to be both incompressible fluid as well as move with laminar flow, these attributes satisfy the conditions of pouiseulle’s law:

i had to do a little bit of research to determine if it was laminar or turbulent flow, and apparently sperm travels with both stokes & laminar flow, which is pretty interesting, and also moves in a sinusoidal propagating wave, likely due to the movements/shape of the flagella

note: microscopic sperm travel & ejaculate fluid travel are two very different things, but i can’t solve for anything microscopic here so we’re just gonna go for the ejaculate fluid only

anyways, to use pouiseulle’s law, let’s first determine our variables, and make sure we get the units right as well! always draw a diagram w all the variables:

now, let’s identify the variables:

1. radius (r) of tube -> this refers to the pipe/tube, therefore in this case, the vaginal canal. now since gojo has decided to creampie, we can assume that the radius of the vaginal canal will be equivalent to the radius of his girth as he is stretching you out. gege told me the diameter of his big fat schlong is approximately 3 inch girth, therefore the radius = 3/2 = 1.5 inches

2. ΔP refers to change in pressure gradient, in this case i’ve decided to have P1 as pressure at vaginal canal opening, and P2 as pressure at the end where the cervix is. therefore, ΔP = (P1 - P2) for the equation. i know you’ve got that gorilla grip coochie, esp when the world’s strongest sorcerer is fuckin you SENSELESS, but all things considered this is a very difficult parameter to measure, therefore i found this article to help out with this:

we’re going to assume “contraction pressure” (at the vaginal canal opening) is P1, due to gojo’s intrusion. and we’re going to assume “pressure at rest” is P2 at the end near the cervix (he’s pulled out a lil bit ok this makes things easier for me)

kPa are the units that we want for ΔP in this case, therefore it’s a simple calculation:

ΔP = P1 - P2 = 41.8 kPa - 26.8 kPa = 15 kPa

3. the last variable we need to account for here is L, which is the length of the PIPE HE’S LAYIN INSIDE OF YOU (jk it’s just length of ur coochie). now, i imagine this man is a generous lover, and he’s alr made you cum a few before he stuck it inside, so with arousal, the vaginal canal length has likely increased to about 5 inches (moreso 4.75in based on avg values in research but he stretched you in even more during the sexing!!) therefore L = 5 in

4. the other two values are just constants:

π = pi 3.1415 (imma just use pi function in calc)

η = this is viscosity of a fluid. based on this research article, the viscosity of human semen is approximately 9.35 cps. we want these units in kPa•s (remember that your units need to match the units of the other variables), so we need to use density of sperm (1.043 g/ml) to convert the factor (i just used chatgpt lol) but the conversion factor is pretty similar therefore we will just plug in something close to 9.35 kPa•s (true value is a little smaller)

ALRIGHT WONDERFUL! WE HAVE DETERMINED ALL OF OUR VARIABLES :) NOW WE JUST NEED TO PLUG IT INTO OUR EQUATION/DIAGRAM:

*note: mind the units! (shown in blue) there are lots of variations on how flow rate can be shown w the units, so u wanna be careful that they match

YAAAAY!! so the flow rate (Q) of gojo’s cum is approximately 0.63787 in^3/sec ☺️💕

use a quick converter online, and we can make it into liters per minute -> 0.02214 l/min. convert this to milliliters -> 22.14 mls

which means that, in one of gojo’s average cumshots, he cums 22.14 mls of ejaculate !!! :0 sheesh that’s a lot!!

but how does this value compare to other men? research varies, but on average, men ejaculate between 1-10mls per orgasm, therefore the world’s strongest sorcerer cums more than TWICE the worldwide average!!

and one final calculation shows us that when he finishes, it’s at about 0.369 mls per second :) that's fuckin fast!!!

thank you for cumming to my ted talk!! byee

alr ellie out ✌🏼😖 (i have sm brainrot)

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disclaimer: i am neither mathematician nor engineer nor physicist 🧚‍♀️✨ i hold a b.s. in biology n took very simple college level physics <3 therefore i cannot speak for the true validity of these calculations or results. tis for funsies.

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KWJSJWJS I FORGOT I HAVE A TUMBLR ACC

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BABE WAKE UP NEW HAIKYUU TEASER JUST DROPPED AND IT HAS KENMA WITH THE CAGE

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too late ❥ itoshi sae

❥ PAIRING: Itoshi Sae x fem!reader, Itoshi Rin x fem!reader (separate)

❥ SYNOPSIS: Your boyfriend has always told you about his conflict with his older brother. Despite that, you couldn’t help but make things worse for the siblings.

❥ WARNINGS: cheating, ANGST?, degradation, voyeurism, mean dom rin, dacryphilia, dom sae, masturbation, squirting, fingering, edging, oral receiving (f). sae is 26, rin and reader are 23.

❥ NOTES: AAAAAAA I'VE BEEN HAVING ITOSHI BROTHERS BRAIN ROT RECENTLY!!!! yes, three parts idk why but i badly want to make this a series? like😭

PART I | PART II | PART III

The first time you met Itoshi Sae was when your boyfriend, Itoshi Rin, introduced you to his family. Rin’s relationship with his family was… not so good, especially with his older brother. Despite their conflict years ago, you knew Rin and Sae still hold grudges against each other. However, you understand the reason why your boyfriend hates his brother so much. In fact, when he told you the reason why he has conflict with his brother, your mind told you that Itoshi Sae has got to be the worst sibling ever.

So when Rin finally introduced you, you didn’t know whether you’d face his brother or not. Simply because seeing his face already pisses you off. However, you cannot deny the fact that Itoshi Sae is gorgeous.

You’ve only ever seen Itoshi Sae from afar or in the screen. You’ve watched football matches before, and your favorite one was the Blue Lock 11 vs. U-20 match. That was the first time you’ve seen them play against each other and you admit that Sae’s skills compared to Rin are exceptional, you cannot deny that.

“Mom, Dad—” Your boyfriend’s gaze turned to his brother, giving him a disgusted look that made his eye twitch. “Sae-nii,” he said, “this is my girlfriend.” Then he said your name.

The way Rin said his brother’s name was… forceful. Hatred. Forced himself to say it out loud that his tongue met the back of his teeth in a hard, painful way. You knew your boyfriend hates his older brother yet you didn’t know that he hated him this much.

“Welcome to the family! It’s so nice to finally meet you!” Rin’s mom smiled at you and gave you a warm hug, which you gladly returned back.

During family dinner, you tried not to glance at Sae as if he is an invisible entity inside the room or it’s as if he doesn’t exist at all. However, you can feel shivers running down your spine as you can sense Sae’s green eyes piercing right through you, as if you are a dead prey being surrounded by a single, vicious vulture who is ready to devour you at any moment.

Despite Sae’s gaze locked on you, you try to keep your composure as you continue to make conversations with Rin’s parents while he continues to eat his meal. Through your peripheral vision, you can see Sae’s elbow rested on the mahogany dinner table, his palm closed into a fist and his cheek rested on it.

“How did you and Rin meet?” Sae asked out of the blue, making you and your boyfriend to stop whatever you were doing. Rin raised an eyebrow at his brother, confused at the sudden interest Sae just showed.

You haven’t given a glance at Sae as you keep your eyes locked on Rin, waiting for him to answer his brother’s question.

“I asked you a question. Why won’t you look at me and answer it?”

“Sae! Don’t be rude.” Rin’s mom glared at Sae and apologized for his behavior.

“No, no, it’s fine,” you smiled.

Finally, for the first time during dinner, you turn your gaze to Sae, only to meet his piercing green eyes.

“You don’t have to answer that,” Rin said beside you.

You ignored his statement and kept your eyes on Sae as you recalled the time when you and Rin met for the first time. One thing that Rin liked about you is how you keep and maintain your eye contact. Your ability to look at someone in the eyes while still keeping your composure is something that you use to intimidate and show your confidence to that person and that’s what you’re doing to Sae right now, on the dinner table as you talk about your relationship with his younger brother.

Two can play this game, Itoshi Sae.

Sae let out a scoff and said, “Got yourself a good one, Rin,” before standing up, leaving you unable to speak on your seat for the rest of the dinner.

You don’t fucking know why, but the way Sae stared at you made you squirm on your fucking seat.

And that was the first and last time you met Itoshi Sae.

For the next few months, you grew closer to Rin’s parents as he always brings you along for family dinners and special occasions. Rin admits that he gets tired of going to his parents house because his mom and dad would always invite the both of you. Thankfully, Sae wasn’t there anymore. His parents told you and Rin that Sae is back in Spain to continue his training and hasn’t told them when he’ll be back, which is a good thing for you and your boyfriend since the both of you don’t want Sae’s presence anyway.

After dinner, you and Rin insisted to clean the dinner table and wash the plates so the two of you were left in the kitchen. While you wipe and clean the table, Rin is too focused on washing the plates. Your mind starts to wonder what your boyfriend is thinking to be too deep in his thoughts so you initiated. You wipe your hands using a paper towel before walking to him and wrapping your arms around his waist while you head rests on his strong back.

“Is everything okay, babe?” you asked. “You’re so deep in thought. Is something bothering you?”

Rin put the plates down, wiped his hand and faced you. He let his waist lean on the counter and lets you wrap your arms around his back while you look up at him, waiting for his answer.

“No, it’s just—” he stopped. “I have to go back to training. That stupid Ego says our days of fun are over and we have to get back on the field soon.”

“Oh… well, that’s good, babe! I get to watch you play again,” you smiled. “I miss watching you play on the field and I miss cheering for my sweet, little boyfriend. I don’t miss the paparazzis surrounding you though.”

“Yeah, those assholes are annoying.”

Despite yours and Rin’s career in the sports industry, the two of you are very private when it comes to your relationship. Itoshi Rin, the famous football player of the Japan National Team, who led the country to victory at the world cup at a young age, dating you who is the exceptional setter of Women’s National Team in volleyball is something that the public and the media loves. Headline: Young star players, Itoshi Rin and LN YN, has finally hit it off!

Ever since the news of you and Rin dating each other, the two of you are careful about your private life. You and Rin were able to escape from the paparazzis and media ever since your off, but now that Rin has to go back to the field again, he will definitely surrounded by them for god knows how long. The two of you will be separated for months again since Rin has to go abroad with the team.

Although you miss seeing your boyfriend play again on the field, you hate the fact that he would be away from you for months. Of course the two of you would text and FaceTime each other, but it’s different from feeling Rin’s presence physically.

“I just hate that you have to be away from me again,” you whispered as you trace the crevice of his shirt.

“That’s what you get for dating a professional football player,” he said.

“I can’t say I hate it.” Youu chuckled before standing up on your toes to press a soft kiss on your boyfriend’s pink lips.

Rin lets you stand properly again as he leaned down to kiss you back, his hands, almost soft as a cotton, cup both of your cheeks to keep you within his grasp.

Your boyfriend was able to easily lift you on his arms, making you sit down on the kitchen island while you wrap your legs around his waist, his lips still pressed on yours, his tongue writhing against yours. Rin’s slender fingers traced your spine underneath your thin shirt that sent shivers down your spine, making its way down your pussy.

“Rin—” you gasped as his lips meets your neck. “Rin, let’s—mhh—let’s not do this h-here.”

Your boyfriend stops before whispering to you.

“Let’s go to my room, then.”

You and Rin are both careful as the two of you made your way upstairs to Rin’s childhood bedroom, next to Sae’s and a few steps away from his parents’ room. His room wasn’t filled with posters of superheroes or anything that a child would have in his room. Rather, it was filled with dozens of trophies and medals that he won at football competitions when he was a kid. But his trophies and medals are the least of your worry since you had your boyfriend in between your legs as you cover your mouth with one hand to keep the noises to yourself, afraid of his parents hearing whatever noise you make.

Your panties that Rin stuffed inside your mouth minutes ago isn’t even enough to keep your noises to yourself. Despite your teeth biting down on the fabric, you had to cover your mouth to make sure that you aren’t releasing any noise, because that’s what your boyfriend told you to do. Also because it’s fucking embarrassing if his parents heard the two of you fucking inside his childhood bedroom.

“Mmmph!” you whimpered when you feel Rin’s tongue slowly made its way in between your puffy, overstimulated folds, plunging his tongue in and out as you squirm underneath him. You couldn’t help but grasp his hair using your hand that is covering your mouth.

Rin has already made you cum three times using his fingers only. It was just his fucking fingers yet you’re already worn out that you couldn’t handle the overstimulation much more. He hasn’t even started with his tongue yet.

When Rin felt your grip on his hair tightened, he stared up at you. Despite the room being so dark, you can clearly see his green eyes staring daggers at you, that you immediately removed your hand from his hair.

“I told you to fucking cover your mouth, right?” Rin moved his face away from your cunt and settles himself on top of you. Taking your stuffed panties out of your mouth, Rin tossed it somewhere in his room yet you couldn’t care less about it when he pinched your cheeks together with one hand.

“You can’t even follow one single thing I asked you,” he said. “I don’t even think you deserve to cum on my tongue.”

“‘m sorry—sorry, Rin…” you whimpered.

“Sorry? You think I’ll let you cum just by saying sorry?” he scoffed. “Think again, slut.” With that, he released his grip on your cheeks before settling himself on the bed. Rin sat down, his back resting on the wooden headboard.

“If you want to cum, do it yourself. Use my thighs and make yourself cum.”

You wasted no time in doing what Rin told you. Your desperation to cum washes over you as you settle yourself on Rin’s thighs, immediately moving your hips to meet the warmth of Rin’s thighs against your wet pussy. Your boyfriend looked down at you with his slim, teal eyes filled with amusement yet his face says otherwise. You’re panting, gasping, whimpering, and begging for him to touch you against his ear, but your begs and cries were ignored by your stone-cold boyfriend.

“Will you stop fucking whining and just make yourself cum? Is that so hard, slut?” Rin scoffed, making you shut your mouth as you moved your hips even faster. Only soft whimpers and sharp breaths can be heard as well as the squelching noises of your pussy against Rin’s thighs.

“I can’t… can’t do it, Rin,” you mumbled and looked up at your boyfriend with teary eyes.

He lets out a bitter chuckle. “My dumb, little girlfriend can’t even make herself cum.”

With that, Rin gently shoved you down, your back on the mattress with your legs wide open. Rin puts one on his shoulder before angling himself on your pussy. You whined when you felt the tip of his cock rubbing your entrance. A loud gasp escaped from your mouth when Rin suddenly pushed himself inside you. The fast pace of his hips had the bed rocking and the headboard banging against the wall, completely forgetting that his parents are asleep down the hallway.

“Rin! S-slow down—oh, god! Fuck! They—they'll hear!” your hand gripped Rin’s forearm, digging your nails against his skin that made crescent patterns. Despite your protest, Rin kept his rough and fast pace consistent, showing no intention of slowing nor stopping.

“Yeah? Then let them hear.”

You let out a loud moan when Rin pushed himself deeper inside you, hitting that sweet spot of yours that made your legs shake and your toes curl. Rin can feel you getting closer so he didn’t hesitate to press your knees against your chest and started fucking into you so deep, his balls smacking against your clit, creating loud, wet noises that filled the room.

“Rin—ngh! Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck! S-slow down, please! I can’t—”

Your toes are starting to curl as you feel yourself getting closer and closer to your climax. Rin lets out a grunt when he felt your walls squeezing him, making him move faster than before to chase his high as well. The man couldn’t care less if his parents hear or if the entire neighbourhood hears how well he fucks you. In fact, it’s a compliment for him if others hear you scream as you take his cock.

A real fucking compliment, he thought.

THE MORNING AFTER, breakfast was… needless to say, it was awkward as fuck. For you, for Rin’s parents… but not for your boyfriend. He ate breakfast like he didn’t just fuck your consciousness out of you last night. You were so embarrassed when you faced his parents during breakfast but they tried not to make breakfast more awkward so they would try to bring up things to talk to. When they decided to ask when Rin will be back to training, you paid attention to your boyfriend.

“Next week. The team and I will be training in France,” he said as he eats his bacon and eggs.

France, you thought. That’s halfway across the world.

You let out a soft sigh, trying to accept the fact that Rin will be away from you again for months. But it couldn’t be helped. The two of you will be busy with your careers again. Sometimes, you just want to be away from the sports industry and live in the peaceful countryside with Rin, but you know how much your boyfriend loves football. It’s his passion, his dream, it’s what he loves most, and you’re always there to support him. But sometimes… sometimes you just want to always be with him.

“What about you, sweetie?” Rin’s mother turned her gaze to you. “The World Championships are getting closer and will be held here in Japan, right? Surely you have to train with the national team too.”

You smiled and gave her a nod. “The team and I will be training next month.”

I will be away from Rin too. We’ll be busy with our careers again… I just want him to be with me…

FOR THE REST OF THE WEEK, you and Rin spent the remaining time together before he heads to France with his team. The man never left your side and you figured he’s making the most of it before he’s away from you for months again. When it was time for Rin to head to France with the team, you decided to accompany him to the airport where you met the others.

“Yo, Rin’s girl!” Bachira greeted you with a wide smile.

“Hey, Bachira. Great to see you again.” You smiled at him and Isagi. You were sure you felt Rin’s grip on your waist get tighter than before, which made you smile. “Look after Rin for me while he’s away.”

“I don’t need these idiots to look after me.” Rin mumbled.

“Sure thing, Y/N! We’ll make sure he won’t cheat on you.” Isagi joked.

“Keep your mouth shut if you’re gonna say something stupid.” Rin glared at Isagi.

“Heh, you always think everything I say is stupid.”

“That’s the point.”

You smiled and started to drag Rin away from his teammates before he says something to them again. Although his teammates don’t take offense to what your boyfriend says, it’s still hurtful when you hear him say it. Now, it’s time for you to say your goodbyes to your boyfriend before setting off to France.

“Call me when the plane landed, okay? And message me or call me when you’re not busy with training, just when you have some free time, okay?” You said

“Okay.” Rin mumbled.

“You know that I don’t want to interfere with your work and I want you to focus on training, but just remember to contact me if you’re not busy, okay?”

“Okay.”

“And I’ll do the same too.”

“Okay.”

“I’ll contact you after training and tell you about my day no matter how tired I am and tell you that I love you and I miss you so much and—”

Your words were suddenly halted and your eyes widen when Rin’s soft lips met yours. You kissed him back and wrapped your arms around his neck. When he decided to break the kiss, Rin rests his forehead on yours and holds you tightly in his arms.

“I’ll miss you too,” he whispered before kissing your forehead.

When it was almost Rin’s flight, you gave him one last kiss before waving to him as he gets in the plane with his teammates. You waited in the lobby to see Rin’s plane take off with a soft yet melancholic smile on your face. You let out a heavy sigh before standing up. Your hand snaked into the pocket of your trench coat to send a text message to Rin’s mother that he’s finally on his way to France.

Before you had the chance to send the message, your face hit something hard, making you lose your grip on your phone that landed with a loud thud on the floor.

“Watch where you’re going.” You heard a man mumble to you.

Shit.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be texting while walking,” you apologized and bowed to the man before picking your phone up. You put it inside your trench coat pocket before looking up at the man that made your eyes widen and your heart to skip a beat.

A loud gulp can be heard from your throat as you stare up at the man in front of you. With his long lashes and teal eyes, he stares down at you with a threatening glare. Due to your prolonged look at him, he raises and eyebrow and scoffs before asking you.

“Do I know you?” he asked

You couldn’t answer.

“If you’re not gonna answer, move over and stop wasting my time,” he said before walking past you.

“Itoshi Sae!” You yelled, making him look over his shoulder with a glare. Despite his threatening glare, you walked towards him to close the distance between the two of you and looked at him straight in his teal, green eyes. “You didn’t get the chance to say goodbye to Rin. He’ll be training in France for the next few months.”

Sae raised an eyebrow, wondering why you’re saying that to him and why you look so familiar. Sae’s mind is telling him that the two of you had already met before and that your face is really familiar but he couldn’t remember when or how. When his eyes met yours, his mind finally flashed back to the night when Rin introduced you to his family as his girlfriend.

Right… Rin’s girl. So they’re still together, huh? Sae said in the back of his mind.

“I’m not here to say goodbye to him,” he mumbled before turning his back against you and walked away. This time, you didn’t bother calling out to him again and just went your way.

So Itoshi Sae is back in Japan, huh? I wonder why…

For the two months of Rin’s departure, the two of you had been in constant communication with each other. Sometimes, Rin would send pictures of him training with the team or working out. Before going to sleep, he would FaceTime you while you train with your teammates for the upcoming World Championships. Since time is different in France and Japan, it would be hard to keep communication with each other, but the two of you are still going strong despite that.

The night after sending Rin to the airport, his mom contacted you and invited you for dinner since Sae finally went home after months of being away in Spain. Of course, you couldn’t refuse the nice offer of Rin’s mother and went to dinner so you had to face Itoshi Sae again for the second time. You decided not to tell Rin about Sae being back in Japan since he doesn’t want you to bring up his older brother.

The first two months were great for both you and Rin, but for the third month, your communication with each other are slowly fading. You keep sending and sending messages to him when you get the chance but he replies with only few, short texts and sometimes he doesn’t have any replies at all. You’re starting to overthink things that made you feel distracted during practice that even your teammates are worried about your performance and it’s not good, knowing that the World Championships are two months away.

You were desperate to know why Rin couldn’t even send a text back to you so you decided to do the one thing that you promised not to do and lowered your pride to fix whatever is going on between yours and Rin’s relationship. Despite the heavy rainstorms in this night, you head towards Sae’s condominium.

You let out a heavy sigh as you stare at the door in front of you.

I can’t believe I’m doing this.

You knocked on the door, hoping that he’s home and will let you in for a talk. A few minutes after your knock, Sae opened the door with a tired look in his eyes and raised an eyebrow at you.

“What do you want?” he asked.

“Uhm… can we talk?” you mumbled.

“What’s there to talk about?”

“It’s about Rin. Well, Rin and football.”

Sae decided to let you in inside his condominium. The sat down on the couch while Sae sat down on the single couch in front of you. He figured it would be so rude of him to send you home after traveling all the way to his condo. You’re still his little brother’s girlfriend after all.

“So?” he asked. His elbow is rested on the arm rest, his hands closed into a fist while his cheek is pressed against it as he stares at you with an uninterested look on his face.

“Well, Rin has been away for three months now. The first two months of him being away was fine since the two of us had communication with each other, but now…” you stopped and sighed. “He doesn’t reply anymore or update me about things, he’s just… he’s just not there. It’s been weeks now… and I just—”

“You came all the way here to tell me that?” You heard Sae let out a scoff so you did what you came here to do.

“No. I want to ask how busy football is for him to not even give me one single text back.” You looked at him straight in the eyes.

It took a few seconds for Sae to give you an answer.

What a stupid thing to ask, he thought.

“Football is busy. Teams practice and play almost 24/7, especially when there are upcoming major competitions,” Sae explained while your brain takes notes of what he is saying, comprehending every single detail. “As for Rin, we both know that he’s focused on becoming the best player in the field. To be honest, I’m surprised on how he got a girl because he is very focused on football and he doesn’t need any distractions in his life right now.”

“So you’re saying I’m a distraction for him?” you raised an eyebrow. “I’m busy with training too, Sae, but I always text with him if given the chance and sometimes, I make time just to communicate with him. The World Championships is getting closer and your brother is not making it easier for me.”

“That’s your problem,” he mumbled. “You should start doing the same.”

“What? What do you mean?”

“I mean stop distracting yourself because of Rin and start focusing on volleyball. If you want to win the World Championships that badly, then do the same,” he said. “You don’t have time to worry and think about my idiot brother.”

“But I want our relationship to work,” you sighed.

“Is he doing the same?”

When Sae asked that, you couldn’t utter a single word. You didn’t know what to answer that. Is he? Is he trying to make your relationship work despite it being so… so vulnerable? You know that you are. But what about Rin? Why can’t he do the same? Why can’t he just give one single text back? Does he even care about your relationship?

You sighed, thinking that you will never earn a single answer to your dozens of questions. He can’t even send a single text back.

“Can I use the bathroom?” you asked.

“Down the hallway, second door.”

“Thanks,” you replied.

You weren’t really going to use the bathroom. You wanted to cry. You wanted to cry your eyes out because of yours and Rin’s relationship. Everything was going so well before, so why has it gotten downhill? Why did he suddenly left you hanging? No texts, no calls, no pictures, not a single thing for you. You know that football is a very important part in Rin’s life, but why is it that you’re not?

Hot tears started cascading down your cheeks, ruining your mascara that is now smeared on your eyes. You whimpered as you bite your lips to stop yourself from releasing any noises that would indicate that you’re crying over yours and Rin’s relationship.

However, your little noises were heard by Sae from outside the door. He doesn’t know why… He doesn’t know why he’s enjoying to see you like this, so broken about a relationship that shouldn’t even work in the first place. He doesn’t know why he’s taking pleasure to hearing and seeing you cry that he’s starting to get aroused by the idea of seeing you underneath him, begging and crying for him.

Thank goodness his little brother is fucking it up.

When you finally left the bathroom, Sae asked if you’re okay.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks,” you replied, not even taking a single look at him. “I have to go now. Sorry for wasting your time, Sae.”

“The rain’s not gonna stop until tomorrow,” he said. “You should stay here for the night.”

“No, I shouldn’t.”

“You sure you wanna drive with that weather?” You turned your gaze to the window of Sae’s condo. Your eyes could barely see anything because of the heavy rain and fog outside. You couldn’t help but bite your lip, knowing that it will be hard to drive in the kind of weather.

“You can stay in the guest room.” Sae stood up from the couch and headed towards the kitchen where he took a bowl of something out of the microwave.

“You sure?” you asked.

“You’re still my little brother’s girlfriend after all,” he mumbled before turning his gaze away from you.

You couldn’t utter a single word, but Sae wasn’t expecting you to say anything. When you were finally driven back to reality, you realized that Sae is not in the living room anymore so you noted in the back of your mind to thank him for letting you stay for the night. You made your way to the guest room of Sae’s condominium and was met my a tidy, minimalistic room with a single bed, a nighstand with the wooden boards covered with a maroon carpet.

You let your body fall on the soft mattress of the queen-sized bed on your back and stared at the dirty white ceiling of the condo. You closed your eyes as you reminisce the memories of yours and Rin before he went to France that was months ago.

You missed the way Rin holds you, the way he kisses you, the way he caresses your body, the way he brings pleasure to you, the way his body presses against you. You just miss all of him. But now that you’re facing the reality that Rin can’t even send you a single message, those memories are starting to hurt you rather than made you feel loved. Truth be told you are desperate to be with Rin again, that you want to ignore your practice with the team and the World Championships and fly to France yourself to be with Rin. But as much as you want to do that, you just can’t set your career aside. After all, you’re the exceptional setter of Japan’s National Team for the women’s category.

If Rin can’t make time for you because of his career, then maybe it’s time you start doing the same.

You sighed and let yourself drift to sleep.

WHEN YOU WOKE UP, your eyes scanned for the digital clock on the nightstand that read: 3:28 AM. The muffled tapping and pitter patter of the rain outside can still be heard in the room, showing no indication of stopping anytime soon. Your throat is aching and in need of something to drink so you stood up from the mattress and exited the guest room.

Since Sae’s door is right in front of yours, you noticed that his door is slightly open. You walked closer towards the door to close it but was suddenly halted by the groans and grunts that can be heard from the inside of the room.

Because of your curiosity, you peeked inside the dark room. It was all dim yet you could clearly see the silhouette of Sae. You let out a gulp when your eyes scanned the way his hands rubbed up and down his hard length, his thumb tracing the tip of his cock. Sae’s head is thrown back as he releases groans that echoed inside your ears. You can see his adam’s apple bobbing up and down as well as his bare chest. Sae is breathing heavily, groaning, grunting, and panting at the way he rubbed his cock, still oblivious that you’re watching him pleasure himself.

You couldn’t help but part your lips at the sight, your legs squeezed itself together as if it had a mind of its own. Your breathing started to become heavy and you swear you felt your entire body become hot and aroused. You gulped before backing yourself against the wall next to Sae’s open door. His groans and grunts can still be heard while you made the most of it as your hand pressed against your aching cunt.

You were breathing heavily as you started to lift the hem of your skirt, exposing the thin fabric of your panties to thin air. You bit your lip when you started to run your fingers along the wet spot of your panties, trying not to release any moans that would be audible for Sae.

“Shit, fuck…” you heard him again, but this time, he groaned something that made your entire body to become clouded with lust and temptation.

Sae moaned your name in the most sensual way that it continued to echo inside your ears as you pushed your panties to the sides. You closed your eyes tightly as you run your fingers on your wet folds. Your other hand made its way under the fabric of your shirt to squeeze your tits and pinch your sensitive nipples.

It was as if your mind pushed all your morals aside to let yourself feel such pleasure that is making your entire body to feel as if you’re reaching heaven. Your mind was suddenly filled with thoughts of Sae; his groans, his grunts, the way he moans your name, the way he runs his hand up and down his cock, the way he would touch you. Your thoughts about Rin was pushed in the back of your mind as you continue to run your fingers on your sensitive clit, imagining that it was Sae who is touching you right now.

You bit your lip and thrown your head back when you pushed two fingers inside your wet cunt. You had to cover your mouth to prevent yourself from releasing any moans or whimpers that Sae would hear. However, you were so bad at doing it that Sae already had an idea of what you’re doing to yourself just by hearing your whimpers through his open door that he had to moan louder to tease you.

Oh, god. What am I doing? Shit, shit. I shouldn’t be doing this… I shouldn’t… I shouldn’t but why does it feel so good?

The squelching sound while Sae runs his hand up and down his cock became much louder, his moans became more and more audible and his breathing became more rapid.

You whimpered and continued to thrust your fingers in and out of your wet pussy, making quiet squelching noises while you continued to cover your mouth. Your toes started to curl when you can feel yourself getting closer to the edge of your climax. You can hear Sae’s breathing become more heavier and faster, indicating that he’s close to cumming too. The way you thrust your fingers in and out became more and more faster as you desperately tried to make yourself cum… but your fingers weren’t enough to let you so kept unintentionally edging yourself, despite your desperation to cum.

“Ngh—shit, fuck, fuck…” you cursed under your breath, trying to let yourself cum. But it just wasn’t enough. You squirmed and eventually gave up.

Sae chuckled when he heard your heavy breathing and panting. He was standing right in front of his door that was really close enough to hear your sounds. He figured you need some help so when he opened the door, your eyes widened at the sight of him seeing you like this, all hot and bothered for him.

“Sae, I—I can explain—”

“Shut up. You have nothing to explain,” he mumbled. “I heard it all, Y/N. I heard how desperate you are to cum, how your aching pussy is sopping wet for me, how you tried to cover your noises.” he whispered as he stepped closer and closer to you, caging you in between his arms and the wall behind you.

“You want some help?”

You gulped. All sane thoughts and morals left your body when your head motioned up and down, giving him a nod.

“Say it,” he demanded. “Tell me you want me to help you.” Sae stepped closer to you, narrowing the gap, which made you back against the wall again, but this time, you were caged in between him.

“I… I need your help, Sae…” you mumbled and looked up at him, giving him your, pretty doe eyes. “Please.”

Sae scoffed and as soon as you can say anything else, his lips were already against yours, kissing you so deeply yet passionately. His callous hands started wandering around the crevice of your body that the warmth of his palm traveled through your skin like lightning, making you press your body against him. Your hands made its way up to Sae’s neck, but he caught both of your wrists before pinning it against the wall, his lips still pressed against yours, still kissing you hungrily.

You whimpered when Sae bit your lip and took the opportunity to snake his tongue inside your mouth, swirling and writhing against yours. Sae pinned both of your wrists together above your head with one hand while the other is exploring your body. The more Sae presses his body against yours, the more you can feel something hard poking against your lower stomach.

Sae’s kisses started traveling down your jaw then to your neck, leaving your skin with marks, bites, and kisses. You tilted your head to the sides to give him more access to your neck.

“Sae…” you whimpered when you felt him bit your neck.

You lost all your senses when Sae’s hand went down to your still aching pussy. The tips of his fingers pressed against your folds made you shudder and let out a loud gasp, making you throw your head back against the wall. You were mumbling curses under your breath and chanting Sae’s name again and again. Sae continued to tease you as he ran his fingers up and down your folds.

“What would Rin think if he knew his little girlfriend is cheating on him with the brother that he hates so much?” Sae chuckled bitterly on your ear. “You’re so pathetic, Y/N. Letting me touch you because Rin abandoned you? What a joke.” You heard him chuckle again before he bit your earlobe, making you whimper.

“Don’t—don’t say that,” you mumbled under your breath.

“Oh, shut up. You know damn well what you’re doing. I’m just here ‘cause you asked for my help.”

Before you could say anything, Sae started going down on you, leveling his face to your pussy. It was as if your hands had a mind of their own, quickly removing your skirt that fell down to the floor. Needless to say, Sae was very amused with how desperate you are for him, almost unaware that you already have a swee boyfriend which happend to be his little brother.

Sae halted you from removing your panties since he was the one to slowly, almost agonizingly slow, to remove it. Once he finally did, a smirk can be seen plastered on his face as he stares eye-level at your glistening cunt. Sae didn't hesitate to hold one of your thighs and placed it on top of his shoulder. You looked down at him with half-lidded eyes and your chest moving up and down in a rapid pace due to your heavy breathing.

“Sae, please… don’t tell Rin,” you mumbled.

He scoffed. “Don’t worry. I’ll let him find out on his own.”

With that, Sae started to shower your thighs with kisses and bites, taking his time to make his way to your folds. Your thoughts of Rin and your crumbling relationship was pushed out of your mind, for you were too consumed by Sae’s intoxicating kisses that made you forget how heartbroken you are because of yours and Rin’s relationship. Your mind was clouded with lust, desire, and temptation that were too strong for you to be in your right mind again. Your mind is filled with thoughts of Sae; thoughts of him kissing you, touching you, and making you feel so good.

You felt Sae’s kisses started traveling all the way up until his lips were so close to your slit. Sae stuck out his tongue, making contact with your pussy before licking your slit so slowly, making you whimper and couldn’t help but grip his hair. His slow licks started becoming more and more sloppy and aggressive, until you can feel the bridge of his nose touching your clit, which made you squirm.

“Mmm…” you moaned under your breath as Sae took his time, slowly gliding his tongue along your wet folds. The pleasure coursed through your veins, making your entire body so hot and aroused. Your eyes are tightly closed as you let yourself succumb to the pleasure that Sae was giving you.

“Fuck… so this is what Rin’s been having, huh?” Sae scoffed at the idea of his little brother eating you out, which made his mood grow dark.

The sudden shift of Sae’s mood has you moaning your lungs out as he continued to lap your pussy. Squelching and slurping noise echoed through the hallway, accompanied by your whanton moans. You tried your best to stand up on one of your feet since the other was on Sae’s shoulder. You yelped when he suddenly threw your other leg up, making both of your legs resting on his shoulder as Sae continued to lap your cunt.

“Oh, god. Sae…” you cursed under your breath. The grip of your fingers on Sae’s hair became tighter as you feel yourself getting closer to cumming. Your heavy breaths and your toes curling as well as your body shaking was an indication for Sae that you were close. Instead of making you cum on his mouth, he stopped and pulled away.

“No, no, no. I was so close, Sae!” you whined.

“And why the fuck should I give you the privilege to cum on my mouth?” he scoffed, “you’re still Rin’s girlfriend, aren’t you?”

With that, Sae lets go of your legs before standing up. He looked at you one last time before turning his back on you to go to the kitchen. You left dumbfounded as you recall what just happened. Itoshi Sae, your boyfriend’s brother, just edged you after cumming to the thought of you. You swear, these Itoshi brothers are assholes.

Sae raised an eyebrow when he saw you, still dumbfounded in the hallway with your skirt and panties off.

“What, you’re regretting what you did now?”

“Why would I?” you answered. “I don’t give a fuck about Rin or our relationship right now, Sae. You started this so you might as well finish it.”

Sae’s eyes widen at your words before chuckling in a bitter manner. The next thing you know, your lips are against his again and both of you are making your way in his bedroom, not thinking one single thought about your boyfriend.

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Jujutsu Kaisen men + Twitter Links

All links are nsfw!

A/n saw alot of people doing this so i wanted to try it :3

Toji Fushiguro

How he eats your cunt

Making out with him in the elevator

Something he’d do

Pounding you in public

How he fingers you

Fucking you dumb

Satoru Gojo

Morning sex

Him stuffing his finger in your ass &lt;3

Him pounding you rough

You two fucking in a plane and getting caught

Grinding on him while he's tired

Fucking your tight little asshole

Playing with you on his thigh

Choso kamo

Rubbing his cock on your cunt

Fucking you like this

Eating your ass while rubbing your cunt

Fingering you

Creaming on his cock

Fucking your boobs

Nanami Kento

Made another one just for Nanami click here <3

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QUICKIE ISSUE #1: GOJO SATORU

cw: semi-public sex, dom!satoru, f!sub!reader, fingering, exhibitionism, squirting, begging, muffled moans

You knew it would lead to this.

When your boyfriend offered to help you zip the dress that you were trying on in the fitting room, you knew that Satoru had other intentions in his mind. But you didn’t expect for him to be this hard when he came in small, closed room with you.

The dress you were trying on was now discarded on the floor, along with your panties and your bra is pushed up to show your hard nipples being teased and played by your mean boyfriend. You were facing the floor mirror while Satoru is behind you. His face his buried on your neck as he leaves kisses and bites on your skin while his hand is playing with your sensitive clit, making you tremble at your feet. Satoru didn’t even bother covering your mouth and just let you bite your lips to stop yourself from releasing loud moans, which clearly bothered the shit out of your boyfriend as he loves it whenever you’re being vocal.

“Come on, sweetheart,” he whispered. “Lemme hear your pretty moans.” His fingers continued to rub your sensitive clit but that didn’t seem to satisfy him as he inserts two fingers inside your folds, making you immediately cover your mouth.

You’ve done this so many times with your boyfriend and yet the size and length of his fingers still manages to surprise you. This Gojo Satoru we’re talking about; everything about him is big.

“S-shit… ‘Toru—Mmph!” you couldn’t but release your whimpers, making you bite your lips and cover your mouth as well when Satoru plunges his fingers in and out of you in a fast pace, creating loud, squelching noises because of the wetness of your pussy.

Your back started to arch even more when Satoru’s fingers touches your sensitive spot that made you squirm against him. He was playing with you so good that you started to see stars as he plays with your cunt.

“Yeah? Right there, sweetie?” he chuckles before forcefully removing your hands from your mouth. Satoru tilted your head and kissed you deeply, muffling your moans as he continues fingering you in a fast pace, still hitting your sensitive spot. You moaned against Satoru’s mouth, but when he pulled away, he just looked at you in your teary eyes with a wicked smile on his face. Oh, he was clearly enjoy this.

“Your legs are trembling. You close?” he asked.

You nodded, unable to form the words.

“Use your words.”

“Mmm… y-yes… I’m close, ‘Toru.” you cried.

“What are you gonna say?”

“Please… make me cum, p-please?”

“Such a good girl.” he smiled before kissing your forehead.

Your whole body—especially your legs—were trembling as you feel yourself getting so close to cumming. You didn’t care if people are gonna hear you from outside of the room. You didn’t care if the queue was starting to get pissed because of how long you’re taking. You just wanted to cum on your boyfriend’s fingers.

Satoru’s fingers became even more faster than it was earlier. His other hand traveled down your sensitive clit, rubbing circles all over. Your hands immediately covered your mouth, realizing that Satoru had the intention to make you cum hard.

“Mmph! Nghhh! ‘Toru…” you couldn’t help but still moan under your hands.

Your legs were trembling so bad and you can already feel yourself getting close. A weird sensation started to consume you when Satoru rapidly rubs his fingers on your sensitive clit. It was enough to make you muffle a loud moan, making you squirt on the mirror in front of you. Satoru chuckles against your ear as his fingers still rubs your clit, letting you prolong yourself to squirt all over the mirror.

“Fuck, you made a mess, sweetheart.”

“Y-your fault, you asshole.” you whined.

Satoru puts you down on the single chair in the room. He rummaged inside your bag to get some wipes and started to wipe your sweat. He started to dress you up as well; putting your panties, telling you to put your arms up so he can put your shirt back, asking you to lift your hips and put on your skirt, and wiped the mirror clean again. Satoru offered to let you ride on his back so you don’t have to walk all trembly.

As soon as the two of you got out, you noticed that people are still minding their business. Some were suspicious, some were oblivious, and some were dumbfounded. When Satoru came across a saleslady who obviously knew what happened, he told her one thing:

“We’ll get everything in that room.”

Needless to say, Satoru paid for everything.

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just finished watching the first ep of jjk season 2 and i've never licked my screen so fast when toji popped up😩

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“I can fix her” but this is her:

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omg omg oMG i would looveeee to read that especially w devil dazai 🛐😩

𝐌𝐘 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐍 | 𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀

╰┈➤ devil!sukuna x angel!reader

╰┈➤ synopsis: it’s forbidden for angels to give in to lust and temptation. yet you were willing to break those rules to profess your love for a devil. what your dearest love can also be your dearest sin.

╰┈➤ warnings: religious themes, suggestive themes, profanity, objectification, voyeurism, corruption kink, manipulation, degrading language, mean to soft sukuna, lovesick sukuna, fluff (??), passionate sukuna, no smut yet but it will come in the next part, it only involves the plot for now :>

╰┈➤ a/n: thank youu all so muchh for the reblogs, comments, and likes/notes i’ve been getting from the previous fics i’ve posted!! it really gives me motivation knowing that ppl here like what i write :'> i’ll try to write and post as much as i can!! y’all are the best <3 also, i’m thinking of making a taglist so if anyone wanna join, just ask me or send me a message!! :> i can’t believe this took me two weeks to finish (⊙_◎)

╰┈➤ PART I ➸ PART II

Ryōmen Sukuna loathes your existence. 

The odd thing about this is that angels are not supposed to feel hatred, especially for fellow angels. Yet here he is, trying to control his emotions despite it being stronger than him to fight. Ryōmen Sukuna tells himself that you are the problem for creating such hatred in him. Well, not just hatred. He knows it’s not just hatred but lust, temptation, and the feeling of corruption creeping through his immortal being. 

And it’s all your fault.

His downfall is your fault and he’d make you pay for it. Even it takes him to become one with hell, he’ll make you pay for it.

Heaven might be a paradise yet the forest is your safe haven. The rustling of the leaves and branches made by the chilly breeze of the spring forest along with the gaps of sunlight from the trees and bubbling streams has become your favorite music that nature could ever create. With your care and frequent visit, life in this forest has been filled with nothing but peace.

However, peace doesn’t even begin to explain how much you consider this forest as a paradise more than Heaven because of him. 

The man with light pink hair and a bright smile that could light up the entire woods, even Hell itself could be lit up by the charming smile of your mortal friend. Though your kind is not supposed to associate themselves with mortal beings, you couldn’t help but befriend this special one.

Every time you went to the forest, he’d be there to greet you with a warm smile that could make the flowers bloom in the middle of winter, as if it’s springtime once again. You never had a friend like him back in Heaven and it’s making you think about how mortals should be considered as angels because of how gentle and good they are. Well, you didn’t think of it much when your friend, Yuuji, told you about other mortals being… evil and he didn’t even bother sugarcoating it.

Yuuji told you the evilness of mortals to be rather descriptive than necessary. The smile on his face suddenly disappeared and that was the first time you saw him become so serious when talking about something. 

There is no evil without the existence of humanity, he says in the most grim way possible that sent shivers down your spine and angel wings. Then, his face went from serious to being cheery once again. 

Sometimes you wonder what kind of bad side Yuuji has. Despite being a pure and holy being from Heaven, you know that humans aren’t pure in their own ways. They are good but also not, they are bad but also not. They are beings who balance both good and bad, light and darkness, and you think it’s a rather good thing for them to balance two aspects of life. However, when it comes to dying, there are no places for both evil and good. There are only Heaven and Hell. If one can repent from their sins or pass judgment from God, they can enter the gates of Heaven where paradise finally awaits. You don’t have much knowledge when it comes to Hell and you don’t want to know about it. You are a child of God; one who does not associate with the idea of Hell or the devil.

Despite Yuuji’s warm personality, he had made you realize things about mortals. He told you that some mortals do things for their own interests, which often results to selfishness; he told you that most mortals are corrupt in some ways; and he even told you that there are mortals that don’t even believe there is a God. At first you think Yuuji was saying a bunch of absurdity yet he is not the type of person who jokes about this stuff. He doesn’t find it amusing every time he talks about the impurity of mortals. It is only God who watches everything from above. Angels only guide souls to their journey to the afterlife and to Heaven. God is the only one who can judge and yet you’re starting to think that no human could ever be so pure to enter the gates of Heaven.

“Y/N! Look!” Yuuji calls out. 

“What is it?” you ask as you hide behind the bushes with him. 

“It’s a stag,” he replies like his eyes are sparkling. “It’s so pretty!” 

You flash the man a smile to agree with his statement.

The two of you adores the scenery of the forest being enchanting as ever. With the sunlight radiating the woods through the gaps of leaves from the trees and the sounds of streams echoing around the tranquil landscape, it made you think about how romantic the scene is around you and Yuuji. Whenever Yuuji smiles, you can’t help but compare his beauty to the first bloom of snowdrops in spring; how a single change can make a scenery so majestic. 

You chuckle at yourself, thinking that you don’t make sense every time you think about Yuuji. 

Perhaps humans don’t make sense when they are in love. The only problem is… I’m no human.

You couldn’t recall how long you and Yuuji had been spending time together. Time flies by so fast that you had lost count. It’s out of your mind right now since whenever you try to remember the first time you and Yuuji had met in the forest, your thoughts would always be filled with Yuuji and it’s him alone that you could think of.

However, your feelings for Yuuji is unacceptable. The both of you are from different worlds; for you are a spirit from Heaven and he is a mortal from Earth. As much as you want to confess your deep emotions for him, you can’t bring yourself to do such absurdity. You don’t even know if Yuuji would reciprocate your feelings. If he did reject you, he would do it in the nicest way possible. But you can’t shrug off the feeling of pain stinging inside your chest at only the thought of Yuuji rejecting your feelings for him. The only thing you could do right now is to repress your emotions until you are ready to confess your feelings for him. 

Yuuji is the warmest person you’ve ever met, that he could be compared to the first glimpse of sunlight at a new day. Of course, if he rejected you, it would break your heart into bits until your soul is full of darkness and the world from your point of view would become so bleak. 

Itadori Yuuji would be your biggest heartbreak.

Ryōmen Sukuna thinks you’re so easy. 

Itadori Yuuji is a persona or a façade made solely for you in order to have you in Sukuna’s grasp. It sickens him how he has to act all warm and lively towards someone like you and yet he thinks it’s not for naught. Sukuna can notice your infatuated state towards him and he thinks of how amusing you are when you’re trying your best to make Yuuji think that you’re pretty. Despite Itadori Yuuji and Ryōmen Sukuna being two different personas, they both share the same minds. They both think of how easy you can be corrupted; how easy you are as a target for demons; and how guillable and naïve you are. 

How pathetic can she be to be easily swayed by words full of lies.

The devil is the embodiment of every evil thing and the nemesis of good and virtue. Of course, he knows to himself that he is not keeping you company because he likes you. Sukuna finds the idea of falling in love with your kind disgusting and depraved. One of the reasons why he wanted to fall is to corrupt angels as well as mortals because he seeks the thrill and fun of ruining someone so he can devour their soul and pull them to the depths of Hell where a painful eternity awaits.

Now that Sukuna finally made you fall for him, it can be easy for him to manipulate you by acting as if he wants to have a relationship with you; a forbidden affair that Heaven and God forbids. If you are willing to break those rules just by being with your mortal love, then you can easily be tempted to commit a sin so that he can corrupt you and finally devour your impure soul, just as he always wanted. 

If he wanted to corrupt your soul, he first must tempt you to give in; break your heart and leave you; and if you’re foolish enough to beg for him to come back to you, then you’ll fully be in his grasp. 

Now, Sukuna finds himself in the forest with your company. But he’s not Sukuna—he’s playing as Itadori Yuuji, a man so warm and so pleasant that even if he breaks your heart, you can’t bring yourself to hate him. 

“Why do you like flowers so much?” he asks. 

“Because each one of them has their own meanings. The language of flowers are something I find interesting,” you reply and hands him a daffodil. “Daffodils means honesty and truth; Tulip means irresistible love. If I had the chance to live another life, I would tend to many flowers as much as I can.”

“Here,” you say as you hand him a gardenia flower. 

“What does this mean?” Yuuji asks. 

Sukuna is also wondering what the flower you gave him means. 

“It’s a secret,” you smile, which made Sukuna raise an eyebrow at the sudden nervousness he felt as he witness your sweet smile. 

The devil curses to himself, wondering what the flower and the sudden nervousness mean. However, he shrugs the thought of your damn flowers and their damn meanings and the nervousness and rapid race of his heartbeat. He doesn’t have to think about unnecessary things such as this. He doesn’t have to stress himself out because of you. He wants your soul and he’s so close to getting it. He just needs you to give in to him and to temptation.

As soon as you’re about to stand up, Yuuji catches your arm and your gaze turn to him. The man didn’t utter a word yet the longing gaze in his eyes already tell a thousand words and you wanted him to say all of it. 

“Yuuji,” you whisper. 

“Y/N,” he whispers back.

“Your eyes are pretty.”

“Will you kiss it for me?”

Yuuji pulls you closer towards him, foreheads almost touching as he cages you in his warm embrace. The both of you are staring deeply into each other’s eyes as if you and him are the only ones existing in this world, nothing else matters but this moment between the two of you. You stand on your toes to reach Yuuji’s eyes, pressing your soft and tender lips on one of his closed eyes and fluttering it open to meet yours. Yuuji gives you smile before leaning down to kiss your forehead and cage you in his arms. 

This moment; this one single moment when you feel like Heaven is nothing compared to feeling Yuuji’s kiss will soon be ruined as Sukuna grins to himself in a vile manner. 

Yuuji drags his fingers under your chin, allowing you to look up at him before he gently presses his lips on yours. His kiss is so passionate as if he’s touching a delicate flower, pressing his fingers so softly and afraid of ruining its lovely petals. That’s how Yuuji cups your cheeks as he deepens the kiss between the two of you. Your hands travel up to hug him around his neck. 

“Y/N,” he whispers in between your lips. “Meet me under his tree later evening. Will you be here?”

“I will, my love,” you smile.

Later that night, you travel back to the forest during the bright, full moon. You let yourself bask under the moonlight without any care for the world around you; for the only one you have in your mind right now is the presence of your mortal love, Yuuji. 

As your feet take you deeper and deeper in the forest to your usual spot, your ears twitch when you hear sounds coming from the willow tree. It was not a common sound that can be heard in forests. Despite the crickets and howls hooting in the distance along with the gushing of the wind and bubbling streams, you can clearly hear the peculiar sounds coming from the willow tree. 

There, your eyes widen when you meet an unsettling gaze of lust and debauchery that was rather new and unfamiliar to your angelic being. The rawness of the imagery has your body stunned and your throat dry. The odd feeling in your body has sent fire that courses through your immortal blood, building a tingly sensation down your crotch that had you rubbing your legs together as you lock your gaze on the sinful view in front of your own pure eyes.

What’s even compelling is that it is your mortal love, Yuuji, who’s kissing an unknown maiden, which made your soul and heart ache inside your chest. Only, the more you stare at the impure sight in front of you, the more you notice something out of the ordinary. 

He has a mortal woman in his embrace, kissing her sinful lips so passionately as his hands wander around every curves of her body, including the same part where you felt something tingly. That was not even the sight that had you feel so odd. It was the sight of him caging the woman in his arms so tight as he pounds himself into her, which explains the noises that had you curious.

It’s not Yuuji. The way his hands travel around the curves of the woman’s body; the way he kisses her; the way he makes a grin; it’s not him. 

“Sukuna…” The woman mumbles. 

Sukuna…

You heard that name before and yet your mind can’t seem to pull itself together now that you’re feeling such an unfamiliar thing coursing through your veins. You try your best to remember where you heard that name before but now you’re sure that it’s not Yuuji. You didn’t know whether it would be a relief for you.

You know it’s not Yuuji yet why does the scene makes you feel like your body is heating up? 

Your lips part as you gulp. Your heavy breaths has you questioning your own body as you can’t seem to turn your gaze away from the lustful sight. Your vision is locked on Sukuna as he kisses the woman in the most passionate yet lustful way you’ve ever seen. His eyes are closed yet you can clearly point out how he memorized the body of the woman in his embrace.

Through the luminescence of the moonlight basking the sight from above, you descry Sukuna’s eyes open as you keep your gaze on him, attempting to ignore the woman in his arms. Sukuna’s eyes are open and yet his lips are still sealed on hers. With your attention being so caught up by the sinful sight in front of you, you are not in the right mind to hide and take your glance away. It was a shameful feeling for you as soon as Sukuna’s gaze met yours, his lips still kissing the woman and you swore, you swore you had seen his lips create a taunting smile as he kept his eyes on yours despite making out with another woman. 

As soon as you realize what you had done, you immediately take off your gaze from the man and hide behind the tree, scolding and trying to repent from the sin that you’ve committed and yet your body knows what you’re truly feeling. The trembling of your lips and the needy feeling from below is out of your control.

Why is this man making you feel like this? He’s not Yuuji, yet their appearance are so similar to each other. But the way he touches her, it’s really not Yuuji. 

Still, you have to repent from watching the lustful sight before you.

Repent. Repent. Forgive me, God, for I have sinned. I come to you in humility and sorrow, aware of my wrongdoing, and prepared to turn from it. Lord, I have sinned against you—

“Give yourself to me,” Sukuna mumbles but was enough to create an echo through your ears. “Tell me you’re mine… body, mind, and soul.”

Your prayers were suddenly halted by Sukuna’s demonic voice calling out to you. 

It was a battle between virtue and vice in your own immortal being, unaware that the wickedness is overwhelming the righteousness. The quivering of your legs and the unfamiliar feeling between them has your hands traveling down your crotch and shutting your thighs tight in hopes of stopping the presence of lust in your pure and holy body. Your trembling breath and the rapid movement of your chest heaving up and down has you whimpering because of how sinful your body is reacting.

“Say it. Say you’re mine,” Sukuna mumbles. “Your body, your mind, your soul, you’re all mine.”

“I’m all yours, Sukuna. Body, mind, and soul…”

You and the maiden in his embrace had both exclaimed in unison. Well, the maiden did exclaimed but not you. You whisper those words so quietly under your breath that you were unaware of what you had mumbled. It was the maiden’s voice that echoed throughout the area of the forest and yet it was your voice that echoed in Sukuna’s ears. It was as loud as the beating of his heart. 

Sukuna smiles at the maiden in his arms that he just corrupted. Now, he’s going to devour her soul and make her suffer in Hell, where all sinners are punished for their sins. 

“A painful eternity awaits for you, you filthy sinner,” he whispers. 

Your eyes widen once you realize what you had done. Not only that you gave yourself into lust and temptation, but you also feel as if you’re being unfaithful to Yuuji after how your body reacted to another man—Sukuna.

You don’t even know this man and yet the way your body reacted to him was full of lust.

Even if you try recalling where you heard Sukuna’s name before, the guilt and regret had froze your mind from thinking. The only thing you could do now is to fly away from the lustful sight yet you couldn’t go back to Heaven anymore after knowing that you had sinned against God. 

What have I done? What have I done, what have I done, what have I done?

When you are certain that you’re finally far from the scene, you rest yourself on the fallen tree near the lake that reflects the moonlight from above. You cannot seem to fly with a chaotic state of mind. Your wings are a gift from God and you can’t use it after knowing that you have sinned against Him. You cannot go back to Heaven, but God is watching from above, knowing your every little move. Seraphim angels will come looking for you. Those are the angel who are closer to God and much more powerful than your ranking. Even if you run away, they will come looking for you, a filthy sinner who will fall from Heaven sooner.

“Sinner. You filthy sinner. You have become the one thing that you swore you will not be and gave your soul into lust and temptation. The devil will devour you and drag you down to the depths of Hell, keeping you in eternal agony.”

A demonic voice surrounded your very being. It was different. The distorted voice of possibly hundred evil spirits surrounding you has you gripping your hair that your nails dig into your scalp as an attempt to stop the voices echoing in your ears. There is laughing, screaming, and crying all at the same time that made you cry out in pain yet every time you give in, the louder the voices get in your head. However, the voices were just a start when you suddenly feel sharp talons grazing the skin of your neck, making you look up at the pitch black skies with little to no stars, begging for the Lord to save you from these demons. Then again, God has no obligation to save you anymore, now that you have sinned. Not unless you repent. 

Your only option is to repent so you get down on your knees. The dirt of the soil clings onto your knees and made a mess on your dress yet you couldn’t care less. You clasp your hands together and start praying.

“Dear Heavenly and All-Powerful God, I come to you in humility and sorrow, aware of my wrongdoing, and prepared to turn from it. Lord, I have sinned against you; please pardon me—” 

Your prayers were stopped when you feel stinging pain on your entire back that quite possibly came from your wings that are now bleeding. The blood from your white wings cascaded down the soil of the earth and as soon as it dropped on the ground, a red smoke appeared as it waters the soil. You feel as if you’re carrying a heavy load on your back that your face is almost kissing the ground beneath you. Despite the pain and the demons surrounding you, you keep praying. 

“Purify me, wash away my sin, and aid in my repentance. Instead, guide me to follow your path so I can leave behind my old life and begin a new one in you,” you cry. 

Just when you are about to finish your prayer, you feel a pair of strong arms pull you in an embrace, burying your face on his clothing. From behind, you hear the cracking sound of the earth, followed by the shrieking, screaming, and crying in an agonizing pain of millions of people, pleading to set them free from the conflagration of Hell.

You didn’t dare look at the horrid sight behind you. Instead, you keep your face buried in the face of your savior.

The heavy weight from your back slowly lifts up when you sense something being dragged back to the gates of Hell. Then, the voices, the screaming, the shrieking, the crying, the sound of sizzling fire, everything disappeared. The silence and the sounds of nature at night only fill the atmosphere. 

When you finally had the courage to look up, you see your lover’s gaze staring down at your teary eyes. 

“Yuuji,” you mumble in a quivering voice. “I’m so scared.” 

“Yuuji? I knew you were naïve but I did not think you were this foolish.” 

His voice is different from Yuuji’s. It’s deeper and… sinister. It’s the opposite of the reason why you fell in love with him in the first place and you refuse to believe that the man whose arms are wrapped around you isn’t Itadori Yuuji. 

“What are you talking about?” you ask.

“Itadori Yuuji,” he says, “is a persona or a façade, rather. You… really fell for it, didn’t you, child of God?” he chuckles before shoving you off the ground. His towering gaze shadowed you as the luminescence of the moonlight made his sinister expression clear. 

“Then who are you?” you ask with your quivering voice, trying to stop yourself from bursting into tears. “If you’re not Yuuji, then who are you?”

“Huh… so you don’t recall?” Sukuna crouches down to meet your gaze. 

The black marks on his face are even more noticeable now. It’s something that Yuuji doesn’t have. 

Hot tears slowly cascade down your cheeks when you realize that the entire time… the entire time you were with Yuuji, you were played by this man all along. What means so much to you is nothing to him. You’re not crying over the fact that this man in front of you made you sin against God; you’re crying about the fact that your love wasn’t returned. What your first love is also your first heartbreak and it hurts as much as burning in Hell. 

“Hundred years ago,” he says, “an angel fell from Heaven because he let his sins consume him. He gave in to lust and temptation. Hundred years after, that angel is now the devil ruling Hell.” 

You remember now. Ryōmen Sukuna was once favored by God; the strongest amongst angels but was corrupted and gave in to his sins. He did not repent nor atone for it. Instead, he let God condemn him in Hell. Now, he’s the one ruling it. 

“Sukuna…” you mumble. “Ryōmen Sukuna. You’re him. Why must you toy with me?” you gather up the courage to ask. 

“Because it’s amusing,” he replies. 

You try to stand up but the man grips your neck so suddenly that you gasped in his grasp. Sukuna is so strong that he lifts your entire body with one hand wrapped around you neck that you feet aren’t touching the ground anymore. 

“Don’t even dare run away,” he whispers. “You don’t have anyone now except for demons hunting you. You cannot go back to that Heaven of yours either, knowing that you’ve sinned against your so-called God. I am the only one you have, sinner.” 

With that, he lets go of your neck, letting yourself fall on the concrete. You cough as you try to catch your breath. Sukuna stands before you with a sinister grin on his face. 

“Why didn’t you let that demon drag me to Hell?” you ask.

It took him a moment to answer.

“Because I'm the only creature from Hell who can devour your soul. No other being can take you away from me. Just as you said, you're all mine; body, mind, and soul.”

Ryōmen Sukuna cannot fathom his own feelings. The mixture of thrill, uneasiness, regret, lust, and bliss creates an unknown feelings within his immortal being. He cannot comprehend why he would feel such mix emotions. His mind does not have the capability to reminisce his memories from the last time he had felt something like this. 

It has been days since you’ve committed a sin and until now, you have not yet repent. Truth be told, it flew out of your mind. You had been thinking how things would change if you fall from Heaven and it hasn’t bothered you. It was as if you are making peace with the idea that you will become a fallen angel, a demon alongside Sukuna. 

On the other hand, the devil remained himself by your side until he decides to finally devour your soul and drag you down to his domain, Hell. His reason being that he doesn’t want any other demon or angel to take your soul from him, as he said.

Now, you are currently tending to your plants in the forest as if you had not sinned. The situation with Yuuji still makes your heart ache and even though Sukuna finally admits that Yuuji is someone who will lure you in his grasp, at the back of your mind, you still want him to act like Yuuji; you still want him to hold you like how Yuuji does; you still want him to kiss you like Yuuji once did. 

“Sukuna! Look! The daffodils look wonderful in this season!” you smile at him as if he is not the devil from Hell and you’re not about to fall from Heaven. It’s the least of your worries now that you’re tending to plants. 

“Brat, you still don’t understand that these things die if I step foot on it.” Sukuna frowns at you. 

“Oh, of course,” you chuckle awkwardly before holding the hem of your dress and standing up. You run towards him with a bunch of daffodils on your hand and show it to him. “See how bright they are? They’re so yellow, aren’t they?” you smile.

Sukuna looks down on the flowers in your hands before looking at you in a confused manner.

“How come you’re still acting so childish even after all that has happened and after all that is happening?” Sukuna raises his voice, which made you look at him. “Demons and angels are out to get you and your God is going to punish you yet you’re here, showing the devil a bunch of flowers? How foolish can you be?” This time he yells at you and you couldn’t help but take a step back.

“I…” you whisper, “I am frightened about these recent events, Sukuna. I just can’t show it around you or… anyone. It makes my being vulnerable and it means I am an easy target for you or others.” 

“Idiot,” Sukuna mumbles and flicks your forehead. His fingers travels down under your chin and forces your head to look up at him, which you did without any hesitation. “You need not to be scared around other creatures, fool. The only one who you should be scared of is the devil himself. Anyone who tries to lay even a finger on you is dead to me.”

“I am scared of you,” you say, “but I have no one else and I don’t know where to go. Like you said, you are the only one I have now. I am just occupying my mind from all these events but I am really scared.”

Then act like you are, damn it!

“Sukuna, I’m—ack!” you yelp when his callous hand suddenly wraps around your neck that you are now pinned against the tree and he’s using a little amount of strength to lift you off the ground, your feet not touching the concrete anymore. 

“You trust the devil so easily. Your foolishness is going to get you killed,” he says, his red irises are glowing with anger as he stare into your terrified ones. “I told you that I am the only one you have… and yet, you are not doing anything about it. Are you easily going to give up? Let the devil and demons to devour you? Are you not going to repent? Or is there still hope in you that I will act like Itadori Yuuji again? If so, there’s no use keeping you around.”

The grip around your neck tightens as you cry and gasp for air that your mind is slowly turning blank, you didn’t notice how the earth suddenly shook and the ground below you cracked wide open, showing the conflagration of Hell from below where millions of hands are trying to drag you down with them. The shrieks and cries fills your ears that you couldn’t even cover your it since your hands are trying to loosen Sukuna’s grip. 

When Sukuna finally sees your eyes full of fear with hot tears steaming down your eyes, his grip suddenly loosens, making him shut the gates of Hell again and lets go of your neck. You cough as Sukuna keeps you caged around his arms. 

You are so terrified that your chest is raising up and down in a rapid pace to catch your breath because of your is beating so fast as if you had ran an entire marathon. The hot tears continue to cascade down your cheeks and as much as you want to run away from Sukuna, he keeps you caged in his arms until he suddenly rests his head on your shoulder, chuckling in a bitter way that sent shivers down your spine. 

“You are the reason why I sinned,” he says. “You are the reason why I’m like this, but I don’t know if I should blame you for it. You shaped the hatred in me as well as lust and temptation, and I hated you for it. Until now, I still blame you, that’s why I’m trying to drag you down with me.”

Back when Sukuna was still an angel from the Heavens, you caught his eyes, his attention, his soul, you are the bane of his existence as an angel. You shaped the hatred in him as well as the lust and temptation that shouldn’t even exist in an angel in the first place. But he let these sins consume him, he didn’t dare to fight it because there is no way he’s going to win against feelings that he cannot control. Sukuna let himself fall to sin, which is why he was damned. He wanted to corrupt you; to see you so ruined because of him. He likes the idea of corrupting you into someone that he can claim as his. When you’re finally corrupted, your God will condemn you to Hell and you’ll become like him. You’ll become someone who Sukuna wants you to be; a fallen angel, a demon that he can finally call his. Never will he associate himself with your angelic form.

From the very beginning since he was an angel, Sukuna sees you as an object of his desires. He cannot deny that, yet he has no romantic or deep feelings towards you, which is why he let himself lust over you. You are the reason for his sins; the reason why he fell and he let himself. He was going to make you feel the same way. Now, he doesn’t know if he will.

“Even as a devil, you are still the bane of my existence,” he whispers.

“Sukuna,” you mumble. “Don’t you dare blame me for the sins you’ve committed. You gave in to temptation, so why should I be blamed?”

The sudden confession of Sukuna’s reason why he fell was shocking for your mind to fully function. You did not know how to react or what emotions you should show but when you heard it, it feels as if the your entire body became frozen that even if your thoughts cannot function properly. Until then, you distanced yourself from the devil and fortunately, he hasn’t shown his face to you yet. 

Despite not seeing Sukuna’s physical being, you can still feel his presence surrounding you and there aren’t any demons hunting you yet. Of course, you had no second thought about thinking that Sukuna is still looking over you. You realized he’s keeping you safe from other demons yet that is not enough reason for you to make peace with him. 

The more you spend some alone time, the more your thoughts keep flooding inside your mind. You thought about many things, especially about Sukuna and the sin you have committed that night. What Sukuna did wrong is that he tricked you by putting on a lovely façade that you once loved in order to keep you in his grasp. The more you think, that’s all there is about what Sukuna had done to you before you committed a sin. What you did wrong is that you were the one who gave in to lust and temptation. Perhaps Sukuna was not intending to corrupt you by making you watch him have intercourse with another woman. He did not force you to watch and you were the one who engaged into a sinful doing.

Your sins are your own fault, and you learned to accept it.

“Sukuna,” you call out. 

After a few moments, the glimpse of ashes and smoke catches your attention and the grass and leaves surrounding the thick, black smoke had become withered and the life slowly descended out of it. As the smoke lifts up, a tall figure with pink hair spiked hair and with unique markings on his forehead, nose, cheeks. He wears a light-colored kimono with black edge, black scarf, and black shoes.

“You finally called for my presence,” he mumbles as he stares down at you. “Watching you tend to your awful plants all day long are rather boring, if I’m being honest.”

Lies. He enjoys watching you care for plants. 

You didn’t bother answering. Your gaze travels down to the path that he walked on, seeing the dead grass and flowers that disturbed the beauty of the forest. “You’ve killed the path that you’ve set foot on.”

“I care little about it,” he says before letting himself vanish in black smoke then appears on top of a branch of an old willow tree behind you. 

You and Sukuna are the complete opposite, obviously. With you being an angel, a kin of the Heavens, you have the ability to bring life back to the dead yet not when it comes to mortals whose time as finally come and accompany souls to the afterlife. On the other hand, Sukuna is the devil of Hell, who was once an angel who fell from the Heavens. Whatever path he walks on, death and chaos set in. It’s always been an obligation for angels to overwhelm demons but none seems to be powerful enough for the devil, for Sukuna, except God himself. 

After bringing the grass and flowers back to life, you face him. 

“Sukuna,” you say. “Your actions when you pretended to be someone you’re not—when you pretended to be Itadori Yuuji—is something that I cannot bring myself to forgive. You are the one to blame for your own sins and I am to blame for mine.” 

“Stop saying such nonsense and get to the point,” he scoffs. “Did you really think I feel bad about pretending to be someone I am not? I am the devil. Such action is not worth regretting for.”

“Itadori Yuuji,” you mumble, “was once a part of you. You were an angel and I can’t help but think that his personality was once yours before you fell. Sukuna, it will not hurt to bring those two together and balance each other out.”

“What are you muttering about?” Sukuna asks in an annoyed manner with his eyebrows furrowed. “Itadori Yuuji is gone. That bastard was nothing but a weakling and a follower of a so-called God. There is no balance in Heaven and Hell, fool. There can only be good and evil.”

“And yet we are not in Heaven or in Hell,” you say. “We are in the world of mortals, where everything, including good and evil, are balanced. Itadori Yuuji and Ryōmen Sukuna are two different souls. So, if we are to stay here in the world of mortals, you must merge them together and create balance between them.”

“Why should I take orders from a naïve angel such as you? You know nothing about this vile world and yet you say such things as if merging Itadori Yuuji and Ryōmen Sukuna together will create balance. What nonsense.”

“Oh, but, Sukuna, you were the one who told me about the reality of this world in the form of Itadori Yuuji,” you smile. 

Sukuna scoffs before turning his back against you. 

He hates how right you were.

IN THE MEANTIME, you and Sukuna learn how to get along with each other. It was easier for you yet he keeps testing your patience. Every time you would ramble about something—usually about flowers—he would brush you off and would make mean comments and order you to stop rambling and give the both of you a moment of silence. Sometimes, you wonder how good of an actor he was when he pulled of acting as Itadori Yuuji.

At night, you would lay on the rough grass surrounded by flowers in the forest where the moonlight can be easily seen. As you lay asleep, Sukuna would remain awake and keep guard about demons and other creatures coming for you. Sometimes, his glimpse would suddenly catch your sleeping face and he couldn’t help but stare at how peaceful you look.

“Sukuna!” you call out in a laughing manner. “I found a lake! The water is so warm!” you cheer. 

He hates how childish you are but you told him you were only trying to have fun.

“The water is so fucking dirty,” he replies. 

“Because it’s a lake,” you laugh when the water is now on the level of your knees as you hold your dress up so it won’t get soaked. “I don’t remember feeling this thrilled back when I was in Heaven—Sukuna! You are completely missing this!” you run towards him, splashing the water around you which soaked your dress but you paid no attention to it. 

You try to drag Sukuna to join you in the lake by clinging onto his arm and pulling him to you but the devil tried his best to resist, which resulted to the both of you falling down the shallow part of the lake, soaking the both of you. Sukuna was pretty much angry at you to this point but you just laughed at his reaction. 

The devil didn’t know whether he’d be pissed or… relieved that he finally saw a glimpse of your smile and laughter again after avoiding him for what felt like a hundred years for him.

It’s the same smile you show to Itadori Yuuji. 

After drying yourselves off, you tend to your flowers again. This time, you tell Sukuna to keep you company despite being the grass and the flowers withering and decaying underneath his feet. He refused at first, of course, and his reason being that the plants wither and die if he steps foot. 

“It’s alright, Sukuna,” you smile. “I enjoy watching them wither away.”

“What does this mean again?” he asks, holding a withered daisy flower in his hand.

Sukuna is sitting with his legs crossed and one elbow on top of his thigh, his hand cupping his chin in a bored manner. However, his ears and thoughts are focused on every word you are saying as if your voice is the only thing occupying your mind despite the sounds of the forest surrounding you. It’s quite odd for Sukuna to listen attentively to your words. He keeps telling himself that he cares little about the things you ramble about, but his mind, soul, and heart knows otherwise. 

“Innocence, loyal love, purity,” you take the flower from his hand gave its life back to it, its white petals gleams under the radiant sunlight. “Yuuji gave this to me once.”

Sukuna scoffs. “If you are trying to make me feel guilty about that, I do not. Not the slightest.”

“But I am not,” you say. “I have no intention in making you feel guilt, Sukuna. I simply miss Yuuji’s warm and loving presence. If you think it that way, then I suppose you feel deep down that you are guilty.”

With that, he shuts his mouth. 

Later that evening, Sukuna watches you fall asleep under the moonlight before he decides to step closer. The grass withers underneath him as he gets closer to your sleeping form yet he paid it no mind since he’s attention is focused on you and you alone. The devil crouches down to take better glimpse on your peaceful sleeping face. He gently run his fingers across your soft cheeks, which made you squirm a bit. Sukuna immediately stops but when he sees you relax your body again, he gently place his fingers again, his thumb caressing your cheeks as he draws circles along your soft skin. 

The devil could feel his heart beat so fast that it frustrated him enough to grip his chest in hopes of stopping his annoying heart from racing in a rapid pace. He had not felt such a thing happen to his body before and he had no explanation whatsoever about what is happening to his immortal being. The only possibility he could think of is whenever he looks at you; whenever you smile, laugh, sleep; whenever you tend to your plants with a soft smile on your lips. When Sukuna sees you with a smile on your face, he couldn’t help but feel… regret and guilt yet at the same time, he wanted for this to happen. 

Sukuna’s main objective was to devour your soul once you had been corrupted, once you finally let your sins consume you. The reason why he associated himself with you in the first place is to take your soul with him in Hell. However, there was something in his mind instead. That is, to make you his queen in Hell. The mere thought of it made Sukuna chuckle, a bitter one. 

Did he really think of making an angel, a child of God, be his queen? 

How foolish.

THE MOMENT you wake up in the middle of the night, the first thing that you saw (and felt) was a flower around your hand. Its stem and petals are all withered and decayed. There’s only one person who touches a flower will wither like this, and that person isn’t present at the moment. 

You gently touch its petals, bringing the flower back to life. Hyacinth, a bulbous herb with narrow strap-shaped leaves at the base and fragrant spring blooms rising on an upright stalk. A soft smile creeps up your face when you realizes what it means. 

You stand up from the ground and clean yourself at the lake nearby. You take off every piece of clothing clinging on your body and let the warm water of the lake clean you up. Your wings that are slowly turning black are now soaked with water behind your back. In all honesty, you wanted your wings to be gone off your back because of how annoying it is. 

“How disrespectful can you be?” a demonic voice mutters behind you, which made you look behind your shoulder, seeing Sukuna with a pissed off face. “You didn’t even bother inviting me?” 

“I remember someone saying about the water being so dirty,” you chuckle. “Join me then,” you say and turn your back against him, dripping your body in the water until it reaches your collarbone.

Sukuna chuckles to himself before removing clothing yet his gaze does not turn away from you.

His eyes and attention are exploring every part of your body as if he's studying every beauty in you. He stares as if you are a statue of a goddess displayed as a masterpiece for everyone to see, yet he’s the only one who’s staring. The mere thought of others staring at your figure is something that darkens Sukuna’s mood. Anyone who dares to turn their gaze on you will have their eyes removed. 

Your back is turned against the devil as he walks along the water towards you. The soft sounds of that the moving waters are creating fills the deafening silence between the both of you. The moonlight basking the two of you from above was Sukuna’s source of light to capture every ethereal image of your body. Your beauty that he sees right in front of his very eyes makes him want to accept the thought of God making you so perfect.

You are a goddess, a deity that the devil himself wants to worship. 

The humorous thing about this—Sukuna thinks—is the fact that he has not felt like this for anyone for centuries. Who would’ve guessed that the first time he was truly bewitched by someone was an angel? Perhaps the reason why he wanted you to fall is so he can finally be with you? Perhaps the reason why Sukuna loathe you is because he cannot accept the fact that he’s… in love with you after all this time? It’s nonsense. If he wanted you after all this time, even in the Heavens, then he couldn’t have turned into someone so devilish. He could’ve been with you when the both of you were still children of God, and yet here you are, being slowly corrupted by the devil who was once a pure and holy being. 

If only he wasn’t too foolish and a coward to admit his love for you back then. 

Sukuna’s fingertips caress your back, making you let out a sigh of relaxation as his fingers slowly and gently glide through your soft skin. Sukuna’s warmth has made your breath quiver and the entirety of your body to feel hot and warm. You turn yourself in front of him, showing your bare chest that made him hitch his breath, thinking of how ethereal you look in your full glory. 

Sukuna continues to caress your shoulder with his fingertips. You close your eyes, feeling his warmth course through your body that sent shivers down your spine. Sukuna’s body has made you feel small against him and you are tempted to glide your hands along his chest, his body looks as if it’s carved by the finest artists and sculptors in history. 

Suddenly, you feel Sukuna’s soft lips along your shoulders, kissing every bit of your skin as if he’s worshipping your body. You tremble between his kisses, making you release a soft moan that Sukuna almost feel like as if he’s hearing the songs sung by the harmonious voices of the angels from Heaven. 

Your hands are so tempted to touch him, to caress his skin so gently, like how you touch the petals of the finest and most delicate flower you’ve ever laid your hand on. Sukuna notices your hands hesitating to touch him so he cups the back of your hand and guides you to touch his chest heaving up and down to catch his heavy breaths.

He wants to do more; he wants to kiss you in a hungry, passionate way and caress every part of your body; he wants to worship your entire immortal being from head to toe. There’s no denying it anymore for the devil. He has fallen in love with an angel and not even God can stop him from loving you. 

“Sukuna,” you whisper. “Why are you so kind and gentle to me all of the sudden? Have you no memory of who you are?”

“I have,” he says, his face still buried on the crook of your neck. “I am the devil and I know that a devil from Hell is not supposed to be kind, and I am not. You make me feel such overwhelming emotions that I want to rip my heart out from my chest—you make it so difficult for me to think; you make everything difficult for me… and yet I can’t devour your soul. I cannot make myself drive you away from me. You make me insane and yet I still have the desire to be by your side.” 

“You were no longer sane before all this, Sukuna,” you whisper.

“Then perhaps I had the desire to be by your side even before.” 

You let out a heavy sigh. 

You wanted to cry. You wanted to cry so bad yet you don’t want Sukuna to see you so vulnerable. All you know is that he could be acting as Itadori Yuuji so he could break you again. Ryōmen Sukuna, the devil, would say no such things. He will think of this as nothing but absurdity and once he had you even tighter in his grasp again, he would surely destroy you until he drags you down to depravity. 

“Stop it,” you quiver as you try to stop your tears from falling yet they slowly cascade down your cheeks. “Stop saying such things, Sukuna. Is this not enough for you? You have me already. Why must you pretend like you care about me? Why must you pretend like the man I used to love before? The devil would feel and say no such things.”

“Then I guess I don’t want to be the devil anymore if one could say no such things,” he mumbles and pulls away from the crook of your neck, only to see your teary eyes that shatters his heart into pieces. “Do you know why I gave that withered hyacinth to you?”

You didn’t answer. 

“Because even if I am the devil who disguised himself as a good man, I was listening to every ramble that you had to say,” he whispers. “You once told me that hyacinths mean asking for forgiveness. I know that what I did to you is unforgivable and inhumane yet I don’t know how to show you how sorry I am. All I could do is to protect you from something that I once caused.” 

“You were listening to me? All this time?” you ask.

“I always do,” he says. “Both Itadori Yuuji and Ryōmen Sukuna does.”

You chuckle. 

“I forgive you, Sukuna,” you smile at him that made you look like as if you’re a goddess that is gleaming under the moonlight from above. “You are not so bad after all, devil. Itadori Yuuji, Ryōmen Sukuna, a mix of both, I came to like every bit of you.” 

Sukuna smiles.

“You make it so difficult for me to hate you,” he whispers. 

“Then do not hate me,” you say as you stare into his eyes. “Will you kiss my eyes, Sukuna?” 

Slowly, you close your eyes, waiting for him to do something. Sukuna doesn’t hesitate to lean down and kiss one of your closed eyes in a gentle manner as if his fingertips are touching a delicate flower. After giving you a soft kiss on your closed eye, Sukuna rests his forehead on yours. 

“For you, my love,” he whispers, “I am willing to repent.”

You smile at his words. 

“You are too late, Sukuna,” you say. “You cannot repent. I can only sin.” 

With that, Sukuna crashes his lips onto yours, kissing you so deep that your hands wrap itself around his neck as his travel along your body. Sukuna’s soaking fingertips caresses your back, your arms, and squeezing your ass in the palm of his hands. What sent shivers down your spine is when he glides his fingers along your back. 

Your hands caress Sukuna’s hair, tangling the strands in between your fingers as he deepens the kiss even more that made you moan in his lips. You release a whimper when Sukuna suddenly bites your lower lip, allowing him to easily insert is tongue inside your mouth and let him writhe and swirl against yours.

The feeling of Sukuna’s lips so deep in yours and his hands caressing every inch of your body has sent you into Cloud Nine that you could almost describe as Heaven. His kisses made you feel tingly below, the same feeling that you felt when you watched him that night. Your body feels so… odd yet in a good way. The last time you felt this, you were trying to stop the tingly sensation that courses through your crotch as well as the arousal that consumes your entire body. However, now that you are feeling it again, you were craving for more. 

When you pull away, the both of you are breathing heavily and staring into each other’s half-lidded eyes, and a visible string of saliva connecting your tongue with Sukuna’s. You are both panting so heavily, trying to catch your breath after kissing each other so passionately and hungrily. 

“Sukuna…” you pant. “Please, please… Will you give me more? I want to feel every inch of you.”

“If you really want it, then you must fall from grace for me.”

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[fushigowo]

did you ever think about write for yuta?

hope you have a great day!

hii yes!! yuta has been on my mind lately and i keep thinking of writing a fic for him!! rn, im working on a fic from a different fandom :3 but im definitely gonna write for yuta ^^ i have a great day/night too bb!!!

[fushigowo]

𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐓 | 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔

⇢ ˗ˏˋ PAIRING: gojo satoru x fem!reader

⇢ ˗ˏˋ SYNOPSIS: the aftermath of yours and gojo satoru’s midterm essay and how your relationship came to existence. contrary to popular belief, gojo satoru is actually the sweetest jerk of a boyfriend you’ve ever had.

⇢ ˗ˏˋ WARNINGS: none!! just some cute fluff and suggestive themes <3

⇢ ˗ˏˋ NOTE: i have finally awaken from my peaceful century of slumber, resurrecting amidst the fog from the land of the dead, and bringing back the fluffiest, tooth-aching, heart-warming set of fluff i have ever written.

⇢ ˗ˏˋ PART I | PART II

1. The midterm essay was a success. However, Gojo Satoru noticed that something is wrong.

You and Satoru were able to score a high grade in your midterms for literature class. It was amazing how the two of you managed to finish a ten-page essay regarding the social context of Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck. However… during the week of working on the essay, of course there were some… other sessions that Satoru initiated.

During the entire week, you felt like you had lost your ability to walk and you’re not even exaggerating.

“You okay, sweetheart? I didn’t overdid it this time, right?” Satoru asks as he puts his shirt on while sitting on the edge of your bed.

“I’m literally struggling to walk right now, Satoru.” You stare at him in disbelief.

“Oops, my bad!”

But that being said, the entire week was a blast for both you and Satoru. Not only you’ve been fucked several times by your beloved, you also earned a high grade from your literature professor and was able to help Satoru in LIT 2000.

After the midterm week, Satoru noticed that you’re back to being the shy quiet student who rarely participates in class again. You’ve also been ignoring him after the week. The white-haired man couldn’t help but feel unsettled about your actions. Because why would you avoid him when you like him so much? And to Satoru, being ignored by the person he admires and likes is no different from being stabbed right through the chest.

Why were you being so distant from him all of the sudden? Why were you ignoring him like you didn’t just spend the entire week together?

Satoru knows that something is wrong so he decided to disturb you when you were studying in the library.

You were busy studying for a test when a loud voice called you from afar; a voice that you knew too well.

When you raised your head to stare at him, the other people in the library were staring daggers at him. Satoru makes his way towards you, ignoring the other students and even the librarian. The white-haired man stops in front of your table and sits across where you’re sitting.

“Hey, sweets,” he smiles. “What are you doing?”

“Studying…?” you said, as if it wasn’t obvious. “Why are you here, Satoru?”

“The question is why are you ignoring me?”

You let out a sigh and ignored his question. You close your laptop and pack your pens and notebooks but Satoru suddenly grip your wrist, making you look at him with furrowed eyebrows.

“What is it, Satoru?” you ask, trying not to make your voice loud enough for everyone else to hear. “Look, let’s not discuss it here.”

“Fine. Take me somewhere more private.”

And that’s how you end up being eaten out by Gojo Satoru in the most secluded part of the library after explaining why you’ve been avoiding him.

2. Gojo Satoru remembers the little details.

After a tiring week, Satoru came busting in your library work to free you from the stress that you’ve been dealing with since… well, since forever, he thinks. But now, he’s here to alleviate your stress (and back pain).

Satoru had plans of dragging you out from your library work but he had to wait for you to finish since library work is an important part of your schedule. After that, he finally drags you out of campus to try the new dessert shop that had recently opened.

“I know you’re fond of sweets because it relieves your stress,” he smiles at you before holding your hand and enters the small shop. “I had to explore places that serve desserts near the campus so I can treat you. Oh, and you definitely deserve a treat after a stressful week.”

Oh… he remembers my rambles during aftercare.

Your heart races rapidly inside your chest, cheeks start to heat at the sweet gesture of Satoru. Like he predicted, the weight on your back of carrying loads of responsibilities and stress was suddenly lifted. It was amazing how Satoru was able to understand you more than you understand yourself. He knows what to say, what to do, and what not to do to lighten your mood.

Contrary to popular belief that Gojo Satoru is a cheating fuckboy, he is actually the opposite. Every one in the campus just see him as one because of how he constantly flirts with every girl he sees. In your defense, you think Satoru is just being nice to them. The nicknames are actually what gives it. He told you that he just likes calling everyone with the nicknames he gives.

“Sooooo… how is it? It’s good, right?” he smiles.

“Yeah. So good.” you smile back.

“You got something on your nose,” he says.

“Hmm? Where?”

“Here!” he yells before coating the tip of your nose with chocolate ice cream.

3. Gojo Satoru understands how your mind works.

You are anxious.

And Satoru can see it.

Sitting on top of the rooftop of your apartment building, you stare at the cityscape with your arms wrapped around your legs and chin on top of your knees. Satoru sits down next to you and asks what’s wrong but you didn’t answer and just continue to stare at nothing.

“Alright. Tell me what’s in your mind, sweetheart,” he says. “Something’s bothering you, obviously.”

“I’m just… I’m scared, Satoru,” you whisper, still not looking at him because of how pathetic you feel. “I’m scared of what might come. I don’t know how things will be for me after I graduate. Like, I know I have plans—big plans—but what if… what if I didn’t—what if I didn’t get to do all those plans? What will happen to me then? What will happen to me if I didn’t get to live the life that I wanted? If I didn’t get to become the person that I wanted to be?”

When you finally had the courage to look at him, your eyes are blurred with hot tears, making Satoru’s eyes soften at your current state.

Satoru doesn’t understand why but he likes it when you’re vulnerable around him. He likes it when you’re not scared of telling him what you really feel and what goes inside your head. Because a person like you, who rarely opens up to anyone in their life, means that you trust him enough to tell these things and to be vulnerable around him.

“I’m sorry, Satoru. I shouldn’t have said tha—”

“Thanks for telling me that, sweetheart.” he smiles before cupping your cheeks, his thumb rubs your soft skin, as if his hands are touching the most delicate flower that he has ever laid hands on, afraid of breaking its petals and ruining its beauty. But Satoru, no matter which state you are in, you are still the prettiest in his eyes.

“I know the future can be… shit and unpredictable but y’know, that’s kinda the exciting part of it. It’s full of… unexpected things; full of surprises; full of ups and downs. But one thing that I’m sure at is you will definitely be the person that you want to be. And right now, you’re doing everything you can to have the future that you want,” he says. “It’s okay to be anxious, sweetheart. Trust me when I say this, you will get the things you want and desire because you work so hard for it. Even if you didn’t get all of what you want, I’ll be by your side to help you. Even if you feel like what you did wasn’t enough, I’ll be by your side to tell you that it’s more than enough, okay? You are more than enough. Now come here and give me a hug.”

You smile at him as you sniff and wipe your tears away before giving him a tight hug. Satoru kisses your forehead.

And what seems like a dream is actually a moment in reality.

4. Gojo Satoru is your biggest supporter and your number one fan.

Upon sitting on your desk in LIT 2000, your professor called your name for you to recite the earlier discussions regarding your lesson last meeting, which was African American Literature. Recently, Satoru has been participating more and more in class which was because of you.

He figured that if his girl is the smartest student in class, then he’d better step up and level your intelligence. Everyone else were surprised except you and your professor. The both of you know damn well that Satoru is a smarter than he looks. But Satoru’s recent constant participation burned something inside you. Every time he speaks, he would look at you with a smirk on his face. It was as if he was taunting you.

Ever since you and Satoru would do your study routine together, his grades were over the top and his participation started to become consistent. Of course you wouldn’t let your smartass boy take the number one rank in literature class from you.

“Yes, Mr. Gojo? Would you like to share your—”

“I would like to answer it, professor.” you raise your hand, surprising the others as well as Satoru.

When you finally stand up from your seat, all eyes are on you as you answer the professor’s question. But it was then followed by another question and another question, and you figured that your professor is definitely taking her time asking you all those questions to make up for the ones that you didn’t answer because of your… shyness. As you answer every question she throws at you, the smile on Satoru’s glossy lips becomes wider and wider as this is the first time he has witnessed you talk in full confidence.

“Yes! That’s my girl!” his loud voiced echoes in the entire classroom, which made you hide your face from your professor and the others because of how… embarrassing that was.

When you finally sit back down, you look over your shoulder and made a face, asking ‘what the fuck was that?’. But Satoru just smiles widely at you and gave you a thumbs up.

You couldn’t help but to smile back at him and give him a thumbs up.

5. Gojo Satoru finally unmasked himself in front of you.

It was the worst of times of Satoru.

However, everyone was oblivious to that thought. Well, almost everyone. To them, Satoru remains the same goofy person that he is even after… losing someone so important to him. To them, Satoru is a big asshole. Why? A big asshole for not even shedding a tear even after losing someone important to him. A big asshole for not reacting the way a normal person would react to a loved one’s death.

How did Satoru react?

Laughing and shrugging everything off. Showing no signs of tears nor sympathy. He just fucking shrugs it off.

“Oh, yeah that! I’m not thinking about it too much, y’know? I’ll eventually get over it!” he smiles. “People come and go after all.”

And people would say to him: “How can you be so insensitive?”

To everyone, Gojo Satoru is a rude, insensitive jerk.

Well, almost everyone.

“Satoru?” you call out. “You can talk to me. I’m right here. I’ll listen.”

Satoru’s back is facing you and you notice how he wiped something off from his face and sniffed before turning around for you to see a wide smile on his face as if he’s not falling apart. His red yet pretty eyes says otherwise.

“Hey, sweetheart! What are ya doing here? Went to see me for a kiss?”

“Satoru,” you mumble. You are definitely not amused. “Stop it.”

“Stop what—”

“Stop whatever this is,” you say. “You keep putting on these faces to make everyone see that you’re okay or unaffected by these events but I know that you’re falling apart, Satoru.”

Satoru’s smile slowly disappear from his face as he continues to listen to you.

“You can cry in front of me. You can tell me what’s in your mind. You can let yourself out of that… that façade of yours and just fall apart just this once.” This time you look at him straight in the eyes. “I just don’t want you to go through this alone, Satoru. I’m here. Let me carry the weight of grief with you.”

And then, Gojo Satoru fell apart… but this time, you were there to pick him back up.

Satoru wraps his arms around you. His legs start to wobble, making him fall down on the concrete along with you. Even though his face is buried on your chest and his arms wrapped around your back, you can tell that Satoru is crying because of his quiet whimpers and sniffs.

“It’s okay, Satoru,” you whisper as you caress his pearl white hair. “I’m here.”

“I lost him,” he whispers, accompanied by whimpers and hiccups. “My best friend… the only one I had…”

For the first time, Gojo Satoru finally unmasked himself in front of you.

6. Gojo Satoru has interesting ways to claim that you are his.

Satoru had invited you in their fraternity party.

It wasn’t the first time that you’ve been in these kinds of party. Your best friend invited you to come with her before but that was the last time you went to one because of how uncomfortable it was for you. Your best friend told you that she’ll stay by your side the entire night but once the both of you had entered the party, she was already chugging down some beers and partying with the other students, leaving you no choice but to sit and hide in the corner.

But this time, you had trust in Satoru that he’ll never leave your side because you already told him why you don’t come to these kinds of parties anymore.

Now, you’re sitting next to Satoru, talking to some of his friends and some freshmem that tagged along. The freshmen—Kugisaki Nobara, Itadori Yuuji, and Fushiguro Megumi—are actually fun and nice to hangout with.

This is the first time that you’ve enjoyed a party.

“Hey, sweetheart,” Satoru leans closer to your ear for you to hear. “I’ll go grab us another beer. Don’t talk to anyone you don’t know, ‘kay? I’ll be right back,” he says before kissing your temple and stands up from where he’s sitting.

After a few minutes of waiting for Satoru, you felt uneasy so you left your seat to go look for him. Since he was getting drinks, you figured he'd be somewhere in the kitchen where you encountered someone you don’t know. The guy was probably drunk since he can’t seem to walk straight and has a bottle of beer in his hands.

“Hey, pretty, what are you here for?” he asks, making you back away.

“Uh—I’m just—I’m looking for my—”

“Hey, sweetheart! What’re you doing here? I got us some drinks!”

Hearing your boyfriend’s voice made the fear and panic jump out of you. When you saw him through the doorway, you immediately sprint towards him and wrap your arms around his waist.

“And I thought she’d be available in bed,” the guy mumbles, making Satoru furrow his eyebrows and the next thing you knew, the guy was beaten up pretty badly and your boyfriend was kicked out of the party and the two of you spent the night driving around the city, looking for the perfect spot of the city lights where you and your boyfriend can feel like you’re on top of the world.

7. Gojo Satoru loves your drunken state.

When you told Satoru that you’d be out drinking with your friends, he asked each and every one of them to text him if you ever get drunk. He doesn’t want you to take an uber or have your friends take you home, he wants to be the one doing that so he is sure that you are completely safe.

And that’s what your friends did.

When you finished two bottles of beer, you were a complete mess and god knows how much of a mess you are when you’re drunk as hell. The moment that your friends realized that you need to be taken home is when you started to cry about how much you miss your boyfriend and kept asking why your friends took him away from you.

So when Satoru got to the street where he’s supposed to meet up with your friends and you, he didn’t know what he was seeing. You were throwing up in a trash bin like you’re about to transform into a fucking werewolf.

“How many did she drink?” he asks.

“Five. She was… enjoying,” one of your friends replies.

“I can see that,” he chuckles before taking you in his arms. “How worse was it?”

“Not worse than before. All she did was cry and whine. Anyways, our ride will be here soon. Take good care of her, Gojo. We trust you.”

“Yep. Thanks for looking after her!”

Satoru waves to your friends as they get inside the car then turns his gaze on you, clinging onto him like a koala holding onto a tree.

“All right, sweetheart. Let’s go home, yeah?”

Oh, you were drunk as fuck, alright. You can barely even walk so Satoru decided to carry you like a newly wedded wife. But your sniffs and whimpers stop him in his tracks to check up on you.

“You okay, babe?” he asks. You nod and wiggle yourself to get out of Satoru’s grasp to make yourself walk. You told him you can, so he let you. Now you’re wiggling and can’t even walk a straight line while your boyfriend chuckles from behind.

“All right, that’s enough,” he says before holding you again.

Satoru cages you closer in his embrace, feeling your warmth and breathing the scent of alcohol in you. But your instincts suddenly kick in, so you shoved Satoru over before yelling, “I have a boyfriend, mister! His name’s Satoru and he’s gonna beat you up if you touch me!”

“Oh? Who’s your boyfriend again?” Satoru tries his best not to laugh.

“Gojo Satoru. And he’s not gonna be my boyfriend anymore after this,” you say.

“Why not?” Satoru raises an eyebrow.

“Because I’m gonna propose to him and ask him to marry me so he can be my husband,” you chuckle. “So don’t touch me! I need to go home to him!”

Satoru lets out a laugh, almost loud enough to echo in the quiet streets an hour after midnight. His shoulders shaking up and down as he amuses himself at the things you were saying in your drunken state.

No wonder you don’t drink much when you’re out with Satoru. You don’t want him to see you in your drunken state yet this is a side of you that Satoru wants to see. Yes, he knows you’re an introverted woman who is secretly a very horny one yet comfortable when it comes to people she’s close with, but this is something that Satoru has not yet seen. He doesn’t know if he’s going to record you or just let this be a memory in his mind. He chuckles to himself and figured that this is something that only he knows and he witnessed.

“Oh, that won’t happen, sweetheart!” Satoru hugs you behind your back, his chin resting on your shoulder.

“Why not? Is he dating another person? Would he say no if I propose to him? What if he says he doesn’t want me to be his wife?! What if—”

“No! That’s not what I mean,” he chuckles. “That’s not gonna happen because… Satoru will propose to you first. He will ask you to be his wife and if you say yes, the two of you will have a cozy home and a sweet, little family, full of small Gojos and a pet too.”

“You think he’s gonna propose to me?” you ask.

“Oh, he definitely will,” Satoru smiles before wrapping his arms around you again to take you to his car. “Now let’s take you to Satoru.”

8. Gojo Satoru loves hearing you read to him.

Aftercare with Satoru is almost similar as being in heaven. His kisses, his rambles, his praises, the way he takes care of you, the way he whispers sweet nothings to you is the same as floating on Cloud Nine.

But this time, you wanted to be the one to take care of him, too.

“I love you so much, baby,” he whispers before kissing your temple. “I’ll make you a hot bath, okay?”

Just when he was about to stand up, you call out to him, making Satoru look over his shoulder.

“You can just stay here with me, ‘Toru. Let’s stay in bed for a while, please?”

And how can he say no when you’re giving him those doe eyes that he can’t resist?

So when you told him to get back on the sheets, Satoru didn’t hesitate to do so. With a large smile on his lips, your white-haired boyfriend settles himself on the bed, his arms wrapped around your back and his face rested on your chest, you being the big spoon and him, the little spoon.

“Read to me, angel,” he whispers. “Wanna hear your voice.”

“Okay,” you chuckle. You stretch your arm to get the book on the nightstand on your side of the bed. “Where did we stop—Ah, here.” You settle yourself wrapping your other arm around Satoru will the other holds the book.

You clear your throat before reading, “‘I want to make Romeo jealous. I want the dead lovers of the world to hear our laughter, and grow sad. I want a breath of our passion to stir their dust into consciousness, to wake their ashes into pain.’” As you read the passage from Oscar Wilde’s The Picture of Dorian Gray, your fingers caress Satoru’s soft, white hair while the man feels himself slowly drifting to a peaceful sleep.

“YN?” he calls out.

“Hmm?” you hum in a low tone.

“I’m so glad we got partnered at that midterm essay.”

You chuckle before leaning closer to him. “I’m glad too, ‘Toru…”

9. Gojo Satoru gets along with your cat very well.

“Tada!”

“Uh, babe? What am I looking at?”

“His name’s Tooru! With double O’s!” You smile as you hold your white, Persian cat by its armpits, showing its full glory to your boyfriend. “He’s so white and fluffy and he reminds me of you, so I named him Tooru but it’s spelled with double O’s.” You nuzzle Tooru in your embrace while your boyfriend processes what’s happening.

Did you just replace him with a cat?

“Did you just replace me with a cat?”

You didn’t answer him. You didn’t even bother looking at him since you’re too busy baby-talking your new cat, Tooru. Satoru can’t deny that Tooru isn’t cute. In fact, he is the most adorable cat he has seen, but the now that you’re giving attention to your cat rather than him, he couldn’t help but be—

“…jealous? Satoru, are you jealous of Tooru?” you ask, almost bursting out in a laugh.

“So what if I am?” he pouts. “You obviously love him more than me! You only had him for, like, 4 hours and you have me for three years!”

“Come on, don’t be so immature, Satoru!” you chuckle. “Tooru deserves much as love as you get. Oh, and can you play with him for a while? I’ll make us dinner!”

You stand up and kiss Satoru on his cheek then kiss your cat all over his face before heading toward the kitchen. When you finally disappeared from Satoru and Tooru’s sight, your white-haired boyfriend glances at your cat like it’s about to steal the love of his life—which he actually thinks is happening right now.

The bored expression of your cat’s face as it stares into Satoru’s cerulean blue eyes makes him even more pissed because what are the odds that the cat has the same color of eyes as his? Your cat is the cat version of Satoru and he hates it because he is the only Gojo Satoru in your life. Immature, yes, but almost nothing is ever taken maturely by your boyfriend.

But since you came to love Tooru so much (but not much than you love him, Satoru thinks), he realizes that it would make you happy if he gets along well with your cat.

“Fine.” Satoru sighs. “Hi, Tooru! Aren’t you adorable?” your white-haired boyfriend attempts to caress Tooru’s soft fur but was taken aback and shrieked when Tooru’s claws swiftly attacked Satoru’s hand.

“Shit! What the fuck, Tooru!”

“What happened?” you run from the kitchen to the living room only to see your boyfriend’s arms crossed and your cat curled up at the corner as if a father is scolding at his child.

“Babe, Tooru just—”

“Oh, my poor baby.” You didn’t take a glance at Satoru and made your way to Tooru to caress him in your arms and pull him in a hug. “Satoru, you know better than to yell at our child! He’s just a kid!”

“Are you serious right now?”

It’s been weeks since Tooru came home with you and since then, he has been ruining yours and Satoru’s relationship. It’s as if the cat has a manipulative mind of its on to sabotage Satoru. And every time Tooru successfully does so, Satoru swears that his cute, little tongue sticks out to mock your white-haired boyfriend.

Now, you’re packing your bags to go visit your family for a few days. Satoru has to stay since he’s finishing his graduate studies in Language and Literature so your boyfriend has no choice but to stay with your cat that he cannot get along with.

“Alright, Tooru, your mom’s gone which means I’m in charge.”

For the next few days, Tooru has done nothing but mess with Satoru. But it wasn’t until your white-haired boyfriend finally figured something out when he bought a laser. He read somewhere that cats can be played and tamed with lasers and catnips and a ball of yarn so that’s what he did.

Satoru realizes that you cut Tooru’s claws before going so he won’t get a chance to claw him out. The more Satoru gets closer to Tooru, the more Tooru gets comfortable with him. So when your boyfriend thought it was time to buy another bed for Tooru, he bought the most expensive one since he thinks your cat will soften with him if he buys something expensive.

But that wasn’t until the package finally arrived but then Tooru decided to make the box of the package to be his shelter instead of the expensive one that Satoru bought.

“God, what would I do with you, you little devil.” Satoru chuckles then rubs Tooru’s head before picking him up in his arms. Satoru sits on the couch and opens the TV, your cat is now purring on his stomach. “Heh, your mom will be home for another hour now. And, you won’t be staying in our room for the night.”

After spending the night waiting for you while watching TV, Satoru fell asleep with Tooru still purring on his stomach, leaving the TV open. The dim light of the screen is the only source of light surrounding the apartment but it wasn't until you open the door and flick the light switch on. You were greeted by a sleeping Satoru and Tooru so you had to hold your excitement back in order to not wake them up.

My boys are so cute!

You cheer before taking a picture.

Needless to say, you had the photo put in a picture frame.

10. Gojo Satoru realizes that he wants to spend the rest of his life with you.

Satoru stirs awake from his sleep, his eyes start scanning the room, still engulfed with darkness with no rays of sunlight coming from the windows. The white-haired man glances at his sides to check the digital clock next to him, sitting on the nightstand. It’s already ten minutes past 3AM.

His gaze travels back to your side of the bed. There you were, so deep in a peaceful slumber as you lay on your sides, facing Satoru. He pulls the sheets of the bed up to your chest before letting out a soft chuckle. Satoru knew you were tired as hell after last night’s session since he couldn’t control himself.

His slender fingers caress your soft cheeks, your warmth traveling to his fingertips like lightning striking the grounds of the earth that sends shivers down his spine. Satoru leans in closer to you and gives you a delicate, gentle kiss on your forehead, his lips feels like petal gently touching the ground as he gives you his kisses.

“I love you,” he whispers.

Gojo Satoru couldn’t help but look forward for tomorrow and rest of the days, of the months, of the years that he will be spending with you soon. He looks forward to waking up every morning when the first thing he will be seeing is your face, he looks forward to spending peaceful days with you and Tooru, and he looks forward to spending the rest of his life with you.

From the moment Gojo Satoru enters your life, his goal from the very start was to marry you, and that’s what he’s going to do.

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aww my bb nagi’s face is so

i love them all so much :((((