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kingkaizen · 2 days ago

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𝓯𝓪𝓿𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓹𝓸𝓼𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼 | 𝓳𝓳𝓴 𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷

∘ desc: the jjk men and their favorite positions <3

∘ ft: gojo, geto, nanami, choso, toji + sukuna

∘ a/n: requests are still open!! enjoy <3

∘ includes: nsfw, dirty talk, praise, choking

GOJO:

Cowgirl is by far Gojo’s favorite position

He loves sitting back and watching you take over

This gives him the perfect opportunity to tease you

The dim light of the room casts soft shadows across Gojo as he leans back against the headboard, arms draped casually behind his head. His hair is tousled, his ever-present smirk firmly in place as those piercing blue eyes fixate on you.

“You’re in charge tonight, huh?” he teases, his voice a velvet drawl that sends a shiver down your spine. “Don’t let me down now. I’ve got high expectations.” You roll your eyes at his words, but the flush rising to your cheeks betrays you. Settling onto him, you feel the heat of his skin against yours, and the cocky grin on his face widens as you take the lead.

Gojo’s hands come to rest lightly on your thighs, his thumbs tracing lazy circles. He doesn’t grip tightly—not yet. He wants to see what you’ll do, wants to make you work for every ounce of attention he gives.

“That’s cute,” he murmurs, his tone dripping with amusement as he watches as you take your time moving your body, trying to get adjusted to his size. “But I know you can do better than that.” His teasing words spur you on, and you shift your rhythm, trying to silence that smug mouth of his. For a moment, it works. His lips part slightly, and his head tips back, exposing the long line of his throat as you squeeze your walls around him.

But Gojo being Gojo, he doesn’t stay quiet for long. “Mmm, there we go,” he purrs, his hands tightening on your hips now, guiding you slightly. “Now that’s what I’m talking about.”

The way he’s looking at you—like you’re the only thing in the world that matters—makes your heart race. Even as he teases, there’s something tender in his gaze, an unspoken admiration for how effortlessly you’ve captivated him.

Of course, he doesn’t let you stay in control forever. In one swift motion, he sits up, his hands locking around your waist as he presses his forehead to yours. “You’re so damn beautiful,” he murmurs, voice low and serious for once, before his trademark grin returns. “But let me show you how it’s really done.”

GETO:

Prone bone is his favorite

He favors the positions that allow him to go as deep as possible

Geto enjoys using toys as well, and this is the perfect position to get the best of both worlds

You groan into the sheets beneath you as Geto moves closer, his weight pressing against your back, the sensation of his warmth enveloping you. It feels like he's surrounding you in every way, the closeness almost overwhelming. His hair brushes against your ear as he shifts, and you can feel his breath hot against your skin. His hand comes to rest on your throat, not tight, but with a possessive gentleness that sends a shiver through your body.

“You feel so good,” he murmurs, his voice deep and steady, full of satisfaction. “Where do you feel me, baby?”

His movements become more intense, and you can’t help but feel the pull of his rhythm as you arch deeper into him. The closeness, the way his body surrounds yours, it makes you feel completely consumed by him, lost in the connection.

Noticing your silence, Geto’s hand slips beneath you, his fingers brushing over the familiar toy you’ve grown accustomed to, igniting a wave of pleasure that leaves your mind spinning. The feeling of being so connected, both physically and emotionally, creates a fog in your brain, and your body shakes from the overwhelming sensations.

“Answer me, pretty girl,” he urges gently, his voice still calm, but laced with a quiet intensity. “How deep do you feel me?”

With all the strength you have left, you muster the words, your voice shaky as your body trembles in response. “So deep, feel you everywhere, Sugu’,” you whisper, your heart pounding in your chest.

He pauses for a moment, his chest rising and falling with each breath, as he takes in your response. There’s a softness in his eyes, an unspoken understanding that connects the two of you. With a steady rhythm, he continues, never rushing, always cherishing every moment, his focus entirely on you and the way you both move together.

In this moment, it’s not just about the physical—it’s about the way he makes you feel, about the trust, the tenderness, and the deep connection that exists between the two of you. Geto’s presence fills every sense, and you know, in this space, you are completely his.

NANAMI:

Nanami is such a missionary man im sorry

Specifically though, he loves it when you lock your legs around his waist

Being able to look into your soul while he digs deeper into you is something that he always looks forward to

Nanami’s hands were steady on your body, his grip firm but gentle, guiding you with an ease that came from knowing exactly how to read your movements. The room was quiet except for the sound of your breaths mingling, and in that silence, the connection between the two of you felt almost sacred.

He watched your face closely, his eyes soft but intent, as you wrapped your legs around his waist. The closeness allowed him to feel every subtle shift, every movement you made, his gaze never leaving yours. There was something deeply intimate about this moment—something that went beyond the physical.

“Look at me,” he whispered, his voice low and filled with a quiet intensity. You did, and his gaze seemed to dig deep into yours, like he was seeing into the very core of who you were.

He moved with a careful rhythm, each motion deliberate, making sure you felt every inch of him. The way he could look into your eyes while being so close, so connected—it made the moment feel like it lasted forever. Nanami wasn’t just enjoying the physical act; he was savoring the way you made him feel emotionally tied to you, the trust and closeness you shared.

“I love how you feel,” he murmured, his forehead resting gently against yours. The warmth of his breath against your skin, the way he made you feel cherished—there was no rush, no urgency. It was just the two of you, learning each other’s pace and finding comfort in each other’s presence.

The connection between you two wasn’t just physical—it was something deeper, more profound, and Nanami was savoring every second of it.

CHOSO:

Choso finds spooning to be the best and most romantic positon

He always enjoys being so close to you in every way

This position allows him to hold you close and whisper in your ear just the way you like

Choso leaned back against the pillows, pulling you into the warmth of his chest. The soft hum of the night and the gentle weight of your bodies together created a calm, peaceful atmosphere. He relished the closeness, the comfort of having you so near to him.

You nestled into his arms, feeling the steady rhythm of his breathing, as he adjusted slightly to get even closer, his body enveloping you in a way that felt natural, like you belonged there. His arm hooked under your leg, giving him just enough leverage to slip himself inside of your leaking cunt. You moaned in unison, feeling as he began to leave kisses along the back of your ear.

"I love this," Choso murmured, his voice low and soft, as if he was savoring the quiet intimacy of the moment. His breath brushed against your ear as he spoke, sending a shiver down your spine. "Being this close to you... it feels like everything else fades away."

You turned your head slightly, your cheek resting against his, and his lips gently brushed against your ear as he whispered something that only you could hear. His words were sweet, his tone tender, making you feel cherished with every syllable.

The way he held you, the gentle caress of his hands tracing patterns along your side, felt like a perfect moment of connection. His fingers reached to play with your clit, watching as your body reacted to his movements. He watched as your writhed against his body, taking in all of the pleasure at once. Choso wasn’t in a rush; he didn’t need to be. Being close to you, holding you, and whispering his affection to you—this was all he needed to feel complete. It wasn’t about passion or fire, but about intimacy, comfort, and the deep bond you shared.

In the stillness of the night, Choso’s heart beat in sync with yours, and for him, this closeness was the most romantic thing in the world.

TOJI:

The hot seat position is the obvious choice for toji

He loves the way your ass jiggles while you bounce up and down

It gives you a false sense of control that he loves to snatch away by gripping your hips and pulling you down himself

Toji sat against the edge of the bed and leaned back, arms braced behind him as he watched you with that same predatory intensity that was ever-present in his gaze. His eyes never left you as you took the lead, guiding his cock inside of you, moving with a rhythm that was slow and confident. The way you moved, the way your body responded to the sensation, it made Toji’s smirk deepen.

"You think you have control, huh?" His voice was low, teasing, as he watched the way you shifted on top of him. The slight bounce of your movements drew his attention, and he couldn't help but appreciate the sight, his eyes dark with the anticipation of what was to come.

You caught a glimpse of that look and felt a flutter of nerves mixed with excitement. You knew Toji wasn’t one to just sit back for long, and even though you were trying to keep the momentum in your favor, his presence had a way of stealing any sense of control you thought you had.

Suddenly, Toji’s hands shot out, gripping your hips with a firm but gentle force that pulled you down, a little more than you expected. His smirk never wavered as he took over, his movements quick and decisive.

"You were saying?" he murmured, his voice full of amused satisfaction.

There was no denying it—Toji had a way of turning the tables, and even though you tried to hold onto that feeling of dominance, it slipped away, replaced by the undeniable pull of his strength and presence.

The sensation of him pulling you deeper into the moment left you breathless, and you knew, without a doubt, that Toji always got what he wanted—whether it was control, attention, or your undivided focus.

SUKUNA:

Doggy style is Sukuna’s go to

He gets the ultimate control over you in this position, pushing your face into the mattress and completely taking over

He mostly enjoys hearing your muffled moans as he shows you no mercy

The room was thick with tension as Sukuna stood behind you, his presence overwhelming, casting a long shadow over the space. He was patient, but there was no mistaking the dark energy radiating off of him, making it clear that he was in complete control.

You braced yourself, feeling the heat of his hands lightly grazing your back, his fingers just barely touching your skin. Every moment was charged, as if every touch carried a deeper meaning. Sukuna leaned forward, his breath warm against your ear, his voice low and commanding.

“Do you know who’s in charge here?” he whispered, the question laced with dominance.

Your body trembled slightly at the intensity of his words, knowing exactly what was coming, knowing the game had begun. Sukuna’s grip on you tightened as he guided you into position, pushing you forward. The weight of him behind you was undeniable, and the feeling of being at his mercy, even for this brief moment, sent a thrill through you.

He was deliberate in his movements, taking his time, making sure you felt every inch of his control over you. The sound of his balls slapping against the plump of your ass brought joy to his ears. There was an undeniable power in the way he held you—his strength, his presence, the way he took what he wanted, without hesitation. You couldn’t hide the soft sounds that escaped your lips, muffled by the mattress, as Sukuna continued, his pace slow but commanding, never once giving you the opportunity to regain control.

Every breath felt heavy, every inch of your body aware of his every movement. Sukuna reveled in the power, in the way he could command you, yet there was a strange tenderness in the way he held you, a quiet acknowledgment that, while you were beneath him in this moment, the connection between you was anything but one-sided.

"You’re mine," Sukuna’s voice came again, dark and possessive, sending a shiver down your spine.

The balance of power between the two of you was intoxicating, and in that moment, Sukuna knew exactly how to push you to the edge—slowly, methodically, but with no mercy.

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anime-fanfics-smut · 1 day ago

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geto

A GOD’S HEIR

— minors dni, cult leader! suguru, non-sorcerer! + f! reader, exhibitionism/voyeurism, creampie, breeding kink, light blood mentions, some manipulation, prob some form of blasphemy (suguru kinda has a god complex), kind of proofread? :D

deafening silence. despite the room being completely full of people, not a single word from them is dare uttered. it’s an act of respect to the downright vulgar display taking place on stage.

loud, obscene moans seep from your lips and echo off the walls to grace his followers’ ears. the brutal sound of smacks, derived from slick and sweaty skin as the feral slams of his pelvis meet your ass. a stream of tears muddles your vision. all you can make out is the vague forms of your leader’s bowed followers before him.

geto was such a nice soul, kind and caring enough to put down a mat so your poor face wouldn’t get chafed on the floor. you couldn’t necessarily say the same about his treatment of the rest of your body—how his fingers burrow into the skin of your hips, manhandling you back and forth to slam onto the massive girth of his cock. his other hand holds a fistful of your hair to smother your face into the thin pad of fabric, tightening ever so often to tug painfully at the strands. a smear of blood is painted across your lips, oozing from where he sank his teeth into you during the kiss.

the way geto bullies his length inside of you is overwhelming, to say the least. he stretches you out until it’s almost unbearable, flushed tip battering that delicious spot that threatens to make you black out. you can feel the messiness between where you two meet. the sheer amounts of slick and cum dripping down your thighs.

“sh— shit.” you hear him curse under his breath, tell-tale throbbing of his dick signaling he’s close to another orgasm, one which you were born to accept gratefully.

despite geto’s roughness, and his never ending generosity, giving you so much that you can barely handle it, you will take it all with open arms. he is a god— that much is evident without his heavy reminders to you and the other plebians occupying his sanctuary. recently, he has made a decision: to so graciously bless you of all people to birth his heir from your ordinary body. the thought makes you giddy. though it will be a hard job, who are you to say no to a god?

geto presses his hips flush against yours, and you are once again flooded with endless streams of his seed. you’re far past thoroughly bred at this point, poor pussy gushing with the results of his hard labor.

he looks up to glance around the room again. no one has moved a muscle since this whole thing started, both out of respect and fear for their lives. geto just catches someone’s eyes dart back to the floor, a bold move that he’ll kill them for later because how dare they even think they’re worthy enough to look at you two, at this euphoria-driven process to create his next-in-line. their disgusting gaze is a plague on the whole scene. it taints it, ruins it like blood in water. it leaves a bad taste on his tongue. one that can only be alleviated by stuffing you full again. and again and again and again, until the worthless souls around him are sufficiently reminded of their place beneath the two of you.

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#you are like his little human pet :33 he doesn’t necessarily like you but he favors you more than the other non-sorcerers #geto suguru drabble #geto suguru smut #geto x reader #geto smut #geto x reader smut #suguru x reader smut #jjk x reader smut #jjk x reader #geto suguru x reader #jjk imagine #geto imagine #cult leader!geto

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almondmilkcleanser · 1 day ago

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MINORS DNI

shoppingwhilehorny! geto loves to watch you prance up and down the mall in his favorite outfit; a cute tennis skirt and a halterd polo top. when you would turn around to show geto some cute purse, or a cute bag, or a cute.. whatever, he would keep his eyes on your face, a charming smile spread across his calm face. but when you turned around and walked off, he would watch you, slowly, from the bottom to the top, hoping to catch a peek. you already deprived him a quick breakfast quickie, so he was wound up so tight he was bound to explode any minute now.

shoppingwhilehorny! geto stood next to you, helping you decide on what underwear to buy to stack on top of the pile you already have at home. lace, cotton, sheer, boyshorts, thongs - you had it all and geto saw them all on you. some he even had to replace because he was just so thirsty to taste you that he practically ripped them off.

whoops!

shoppingwhilehorny! geto looks around for any employees; they're all preoccupied with other customers, their phones, or themselves. he thought it to be a perfect time to sneak into the dressing room to get a live-action glimpse of you trying on your clothes.

"geto! what are you do-" he put a finger to your lips, replacing them with his lips. you were in your panties, topless and exposed in front of geto. this wasn't a new thing, but this particular setting had you on edge.

"shhhhh" he whispered in your ear, kissing the outer edges with a smile. "I just wanna see." geto's inner thrills were getting the best of him. the bustling noises outside of your dressing room. the fluorescent white light shining above you. the sensation of being caught tickling his nerves. littering his skin with goose pimples at the very thought.

shoppingwhilehorny! geto took a proud seat in the plastic chair in the corner of your dressing room, crossing his legs to rest his elbow on his knee. the warm smile never left his face, but you could see a glint in his eyes as he eyed you in the flesh.

shoppingwhilehorny! geto watched you try on bra after bra. none of them were to your specific liking but geto loved them all. the way your breasts molded and filled each one perfectly turned him on slowly but surely. to see his tongue latched around your supple nipples with the only thing between your bare skin and his mouth being a sheer piece of burgundy fabric just made him want you. right there.

finally, you tried on a beautiful pink push-up bra. your breasts looked perfect! when you turned around, you noticed geto shifting in his seat as he looked at you. it took a minute for his eyes to leave your chest, but when they did he motioned his finger to come closer.

"do you like it?" he quizzed.

"mhmm." geto's hands reached around your waist, running his fingers up and down your silky skin. he groped your back, looking for the straps.

"Its a front clamp, silly." geto groaned playfully.

"fine then," he mused. "show me how to do it." he leaned back into the chair, arms outstretched with a smoldering study of your body.

"we're buying it." he crossed his legs again, this time intentionally going slower you to show you the bulging print between his legs that delicately left a small dot that looked to mimic a water droplet.

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"nnh- g-geto- we're not-" you stifled another bubbling moan from escaping your throat. he picked your leg up, planting your foot on his thigh so he could place his large hand on your lower back, pushing your hips forward so he could feast on you in peace.

his lips lapped between your plushed lips and your sensitive clit, suckling at the bundle of nerves, spreading his tongue wide enough to catch whatever juices dribbled out of you. you would buckle, whine, and bite your finger to hold in a moan. but the second that he would feel your hips convulse and jerk away, he would just pull you closer. savoring every drop of your slutty pussy.

with his hands in his pants, he continued to slobber on your cunt. he felt how wet and slippery you were becoming as the rush hour crowd buzzed through the fitting room.

"j-just a second!" your body curled at the constant flicking of geto's tongue on your clit. your mouth shaped into a wide 'o' but you couldn't let it out. you couldn't expose yourself. not in the middle of a fucking dressing room.

"hun, is everything okay? do you need any help? we're happy to-"

geto stuffed two of his fingers in your slimy pussy. it only took seconds for his large palms and wrists to be coated in your slick. he pumped his fingers back and forth, suckling at your clit, pumping continuously in and out of you, adamant on your next orgasm to topple over the previous in short sequences.

"n-no! i'm okay! its j-just so hard to decide! i- nnh-! i'll be out in a second!" geto couldn't get enough of you. your pretty pussy on full display only inches away from him. how could you be so cruel. he loved to taste you, borderline pussydrunk even. feeling your love nest clench and explode at his action made him want you. like a starved child staring at a loaf of bread. he just had to have you.

geto swallowed you drop by drop. his large mass stood to full attention, a glob of precum pooling at the top of his swollen tip. he pushed you back, standing to his feet to spin you around. the rush seemed to have finished, so now all you two heard were the occasional giggles of the staff and the upbeat pop music playing on the intercom.

"oooh, such a pretty little pussy just crying for me." geto snickered, kissing your neck. he suckled at your flesh, leaving bruised hickeys up and down your neck. "you wan' it?" he tapped his girth on your clit over and over and fucking over again, making you buckle at the sensation.

"you want this dick, don't you baby? then put it in." he smirked to himself. he loved to give you a little power even when you begged to be fucked like the dirty girl you were deep down. with a pout and a shaky hand, you reached around you, gripping the base of his throbbing mass to guide it inside. he was crooked, grooved, and so fucking veiny. but it was yours. it was yours. it was fucking yours.

you still remembered the time he went in you raw for the first time. he pressed your legs to your chest, your heaven fully opened for his sights. he used his thumb and two indexes to spread you wide, watching his flesh disappear inside of you inch by inch.

"fuuh~" he stretched you so open. you could feel his crooked girth bend and twist inside of you the further he went. he sucked in a tuft of air as the cool breeze tickled down his free flesh, further inviting him to make space in your warmth. your slutty pussy ate him whole, making his head drop on your shoulder and his hand plant on the wall in front of you. he used his other hand to position between your legs, skillfully rubbing your clit as he pushed forward.

You covered your mouth with your hand as he continued to move. his veiny girth kissed your walls, welcoming itself inside of you with diligence. he pressed on your clit, making you squeak behind your hands. his hips moved on its own, slamming into your ass more and more.

"some good pussy, baby. such good slutty pussy. do you hear her? how fucking wet she is?" he kissed your neck, trailing upwards to your earlobe to lick the outer edges.

"gonna cum for me? right in this dressing room?" he opened his index and middle finger into a 'v' and placed it over your clit, curling those fingers up and down to further stimulate you. he thought this was too boring. he wanted that nut out of you.

He drilled inside of you, creating a deeper and deeper space for him to fill with his pulsating mass. you clamped on him, making him growl in your ear. but he continued to pump, continued to explore you, savor your slippery insides little by little. he could feel your pussy getting all the more excited knowing that at any moment you two could get caught. but you continued to arch your back for him. you continued to moan for him. you continued getting fucked by your geto.

in a blink, he lifted your leg up, forcing you to place both of your arms on the wall for balance. he threw his head back to move his hair out of his face, but if you could see his narrowed eyes, clenched jaw and simmering gaze, you could see just how intoxicating your slutty pussy was to him.

"cum for me, baby."

He was close. with a grunt under his breath he pulled you down on his lap, the two of you still intact. without announcement you held onto the arms of the chair and bounced up and down to help your geto out. he grabbed your breasts in the same push-up bra, skillfully unclamping the bra to free your lovely chest from its constraints.

he grabbed at your flesh, alternating between massaging your nipples and pinching them. you continued to bounce, your stamina never faltering. you wanted his milk more than you would let on, but geto knew. he smiled at you performing so well. pleasing him with such passion.

"You're a good fucking girl, baby. show daddy how you ride it. c'mon you- could-" he threw his head back "fucking do it."

With a few more bounces, you dropped down, pushing your legs together as your hips gyrated on his lap. a puddle of your honey streamed onto the floor, its viscosity thickening as geto released his cream inside of you as well. you leaned back on his chest, your chest rising and falling at a staggered pace.

"shit-" geto chuckled. "we have to clean this up, babe."

sigh "if you weren't so horny we wouldn't be in this predicament." you scolded playfully. his only response was a kiss on your shoulder and a silent smile.

You two walked out of the mall, hand in hand as you allowed geto the full privilege of carrying all your bags. every- last- one of them. but as you walked in front of him, in your brattish fashion, you let him take a glance at the faint trickle of his cum still falling down your thigh.

✧༺♥༻∞　AUTHOR'S NOTE　∞༺♥༻✧

soooo this was supposed to be real bite sized but I got so into it that I wanted to make it a full scene. I hope you enjoy!

goodnight!

i tag:

@chrollohearttags @muvaginger @preciousamethyst because my lovebugs share sm loveeeee <3

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nxlozni · 13 hours ago

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"Id appreciate a proper kiss, baby,"

Despite the grip he's got your face in so he can guide you to look at him, Suguru's voice remains gentle.

It doesn't match the quick snap of his hips mixing your guts, and all you manage to do is whine at him, cockdrunk and dizzy off him.

You couldn't kiss him if you wanted to, and he knows as much, sighing like he's been inconvenienced even if his pace doesn't slow.

His grip shifts, fingers pressing into the soft give of your cheeks hard to force a pout he can plant gentle kisses against.

"Don't tell me i've broken you already.."

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moechies · 20 hours ago

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i think there’s a new way minors r participating in nsfw spaces. in the past two days ive seen two blogs that gave off the same vibe. the first one was a dark content blog, the writer stating they’re 51 with a bio saying they have dementia and r a grandma. today i saw another dark content blog but with the age 41 and a similar bio saying they have dementia and r a grandma. i think it’s too coincidental, so if anyone comes across those blogs BEWARE these two blogs were jjk centric

REPORT/BLOCK @/GOSPELICA

PLEASE REBLOG THIS FOR VISIBILITY.

minor posing as adult and posting nsfw/dc content , no MDNI RULE — please report for sexually explicit content, etc! DO NOT ENCOURAGE THEM, SEND ASKS, ETC.

oh my god i’ve literally seen them. i just realized what they meant ,,, 15 and 14 are backwards cus they have dementia.

it would be greatly appreciated if you could drop usernames if you still know them!! thank you hun :>

nonnie thank you so much for sharing as they have gained a lot of attention despite only starting writing a week or two ago. this is why it’s so important to check followers, likes, & rbs for minors/blank pages normally, as more attention will only encourage and motivate these people into continue writing, or fake their age.

although it is not the responsibilities as writers to constantly monitor minors and educate them on internet safety, the most we can do as greater platform-havers is to report / block influencing accounts when we can!

developing an interest in dc and unhealthy habits for intimacy is so dangerous for children i can’t even begin to fathom what they must’ve gone through before they decided to begin writing. these habits are fueled by months/years of community engagement / grooming ETC

please b wary, writing friends!!

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megumiluvv · 1 day ago

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❥ includes: geto x fem!reader, initial dry humping turned to backshots, unprotected sex, teasing, and praise.

“Come on, you can do better than that.” Suguru’s smirk is evident in his voice as you drag your hips across his own. “Don’t tell me you’re exhausted already?”

“Shut it, I’m not tired yet,” you mutter, gasping when his tip rubs against your clit just right through your clothing.

The ravenette takes another drag from the blunt between his lithe fingers and lets the smoke fester in his throat before blowing it out into the room. His lazy smirk cracks a little as you rub just right once again, causing a sharp inhale to come from him. Suguru’s free hand grips your hips and pushes you a bit more against his own.

“Now you’ve got it, just roll with it-- fuck --like that,” he groans, the high he’s on only adding to his pleasure.

“Feels good? You look like-- shit --like you’re on cloud nine over there…”

“Yeah? You’re looking hot and bothered yourself, maybe we should get to the main point.” He drawls and traces his hand along your ass.

Your breath hitches as Suguru drags down your pants and undergarments in a slow, almost teasing slide. He lets his eyes look along your body with a possessive gaze you can feel from behind. His hands roam your body and he mutters quiet praise as his hungry gaze swallows you whole.

“So fuckin’ beautiful, baby. Absolutely stunning.” his quiet murmurs reach your ears.

You hear the rattle of his belt buckle as Suguru frees himself of his jeans. Your head turns to watch him strip out of his pants and boxers, penis standing at attention. His hand tugs at the erection as he pulls your hips closer, thumb spreading your folds for him to admire.

Your body gets pulled even closer as he lines himself up with your weeping cunt. You hear him suck in a sharp breath as he buries himself to the hilt inside you. You gasp yourself as he does, holding onto the small table in front of you.

“Fuck, so tight, babe…”

“Well if you didn't force yourself in with one thrust, I wouldn't be…”

“Mmmm no, you still would.” he challenges.

Suguru grabs your sides, the cold metal of his rings pressing into your warm skin. He hisses as he pulls himself almost fully out, just to slam back in. He repeats the motion a few times before pushing your back into a mean arch and setting a fast and brutal pace.

His hips hit yours at a steady but rough pace, pushing your body down even more with each slap of skin against skin. If your own moans weren't filling your ears, you'd be able to hear the quiet groans coming from Suguru. Your whines fill the air as your ass ripples with each thrust he sends into you. The ravenette keeps you arched and angles himself to hit that spot that drives you crazy with pleasure.

“God, squeezin’ me so tight, baby, not gonna last with your grip,” he groans and trails his hands to your breasts.

“You’re-- ah --so deep…” you moan as a breathless chuckle escapes him.

“Can’t speak, princess?”

“Sh-shut up, you’ll-- ah --get sloppy…”

“‘M gettin' sloppy because I'm close, not ‘cause I'm talking, pretty girl.”

He bends over you and traces a hand from your breast to your clit, rubbing his name in slow smooth circles to add to your stimulation. You see stars as your orgasm crashes over you like a wave tipping a boat overboard. Your legs shake and your poor stretched hole spasms around Suguru as he continues his now-wavering consistency against your hips.

“Good girl, just like that, gimme a few-- fuck --a few more seconds and-- goddd just like that…”

He cums with a moan of your name, burying himself as deep as he can as if he wants you pregnant and full of him. You stay like this for a few minutes before he carefully extracts himself from your cunt, rubbing your ass and thighs gently to soothe the ache that has come in. You sit up and Suguru pulls you into his lap, carrying you to the bath to get cleaned.

“Did so good f’me, just like always, pretty girl. Can't wait for next time.” He grins with a kiss to your forehead.

Masterlist

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oatmealwrites · 3 days ago

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JUJUTSU KAISEN

[mix of SFW & NSFW! i usually write fluff and smut, but if you have req for angst or other tropes lmk]

HH = HOLIDAY HOES SERIES [also available here]

regular masterlist here

Current Timeline:

finish holiday hoes series [hopefully by end of Jan]

head cannon req open

MUTLI-CHAR HEAD CANNONS

Favorite Foreplay Moves [NSFW]

New Years Sex Resolution [NSFW]

GOJO SATORU

You're getting drinks with him? [SFW] jealous! gojo

Is it casual now? [NSFW, HH] Oncology student! Frat President! Fwb Satoru x Reader

NANAMI KENTO

Holiday Cookies! [NSFW, HH] Finance Student! Frat Treasurer! Nanami x Reader

KAMO CHOSO

Initiaton [NSFW] Hematology Student! Frat Brother! Jealous! Choso x Grad Student! Reader

Coming soon! -> [NSFW, HH pt. 2 to Initiation] Hematology student! Frat Member! Choso x Reader

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

Holiday Traditions [NSFW, HH] Vet Student! Frat Member! Megumi x Reader:

OKKOTSU YUTA

Coming Soon! -> [NSFW, HH] Undecided Major! Frat Member! Yuta x Reader

GETO SUGURU

Coming Soon! -> [NSFW, HH] Oncology student! Frat VP! Jealous Suguru x Reader

RYOMEN SUKUNA

coming soon!

HIGURUMA HIROMI

coming soon!

ty for bearing w me while i clean everything up!

once i finish my holiday hoes, i'll be open for specific requests!

-oatmeal <33

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missyonmission · 24 hours ago

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cw: yandere themes

Is it wrong of me to want to be kidnapped by yandere!Suguru and act as his personal toy? He would be so condescendingly sweet to you. Real stockholm syndrome potential!

He would make you food and feed you because he needs to make sure you're well nourished and also he can't put a knife in your hand, who knows what you would try to do. "Say 'Ahh', little one. Such a good girl..."

He'd carry you anywhere and everywhere around his place because his little princess shouldn't tire herself out with such mundane things. What would he do if you tried running away? No, no! You belong with him, always, and he will make sure it stays like this.

Supervising and assisting your showers while spotting a nasty hard on in his pants. But it's just for your best. You're always so clumsy and he can't have you get cuts and razor burns while shaving your pretty little pussy. "C'mere , pretty. We wouldn't want you to get hurt, right?"

Chaining you up against his bedpost for cuddles which always end up in him rutting his dick between your ass cheeks while panting softly into your ear because you just feel so good, so soft, all his.

And you just lay there and let him do, eyes squeezing shut and breathing heavily as well, wondering since when you wished for him to just remove the thin layer of clothing separating the two of you and fuck you raw...

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valetoria · 2 months ago

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ུᩧ JJK TWITTER LINKS P5 !

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TOJI FUSHIGURO. ꒱‎‎

listen to his voiceee. ⋆ cunt devouring. ⋆ massive size kink. ⋆ prone bone. ⋆ straddling his lap. ⋆ anal princess. ⋆ backshots. ⋆ pretty & shy girl blowjob. ⋆ pounding you in missionary.

CHOSO KAMO. ꒱‎

beneath the table. ⋆ cockwarming while he plays games. ⋆ squeaky girlfriend. ⋆ what a distraction. ⋆ pussy eating. ⋆ clit licking. ⋆ rubbing you off. ⋆ plap plap plap ! ⋆ tit worshipper.

NANAMI KENTO. ꒱‎

slow teasing. ⋆ soft choking. ⋆ ass groping. ⋆ kissing in lingerie. ⋆ somnophilia. ⋆ the vids he sends you at work. ⋆ warm & entwined. ⋆ gentle fingering. ⋆ rubbing your pussy for you.

GETO SUGURU. ꒱‎

slutty waist. ⋆ backshots. ⋆ love hate sex with your ex. ⋆ let me show you a trick. ⋆ ass eating. ⋆ hard pounding. ⋆ bathroom floor. ⋆ balancing on the wall. ⋆ rubbing you. ⋆ sideways.

GOJO SATORU. ꒱‎

dumbification. ⋆ backshots in a maid dress. ⋆ 69ing. ⋆ spread your legs & let him do his job. ⋆ taking it so well. ⋆ kinky shit p2. ⋆ tied & edged. ⋆ fucking in the backseat of his car.

SUKUNA RYOMEN. ꒱‎

schoolgirl fit (kunas ver.). ⋆ kidnapped. ⋆ personal use. ⋆ position goes crazy. ⋆ punishment in cuffs. ⋆ folded & munching your cunt. ⋆ rough fucking. ⋆ full nelson.

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loveanddeepdick · 23 days ago

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perv!geto who will jerk off to anything you do.

he’ll see you in the kitchen, grabbing a snack and watch your cute little face munch away while u stand silently with the bag in your hand. shit, he’s got a boner.

he’ll see you in the shower, the glass could literally be fogged up but he could still see your figure slightly. aaand he’s hard. he’s not shy or discreet about it either, pulling down his sweatpants as he watches you and starts jacking off.

getting out the shower, you screech at the tall, dark, lanky figure pumping his cock to the outline of your body.

“hi angel—“

“sugu!!??? what the fuck??”

you’ll be watching a movie with him on your bed, laying on your stomach and lightly kicking your feet in the air until you feel a large hand sliding up your thigh and resting on your ass.

it wasn’t sexual at first, you hummed in response, knowing he enjoyed having a hand on you at all times until he squeezes it with a large SMACK.

“suguuuu,” you whine, trying to scooch away from your boyfriend who was invading your little space bubble and ruining your concentration, i’m trying to focus on the movie!!”.

“so focus,” he states flatly, “and don’t run away front me,” he keeps his hand on your ass, squeezing and traveling down slightly to your upper thigh, his fingers brushing against your pussy as he keeps you in place.

you scoff, turning away before you heard the shuffle of his pants and a quiet cough as he spit on his palm.

plap plap plap

“pervert.”

“i said focus, angel.”

#jjk x reader #jjk smut #jjk x reader smut #geto suguru x reader #geto suguru #geto suguru smut #geto suguru x reader smut #rina thinking 📝

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7hursday · 16 days ago

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bestfriend!suguru who finds you sitting in the bathtub with your legs spread, hands that were frantically rubbing at your clit now frozen in place as you two blink at each other.

he was never supposed to even enter the bathroom — best friends have boundaries, after all — but hearing a strained scream of his name had him rushing to check if you were okay.

…only for him to realize a few moments later that it wasn’t a scream.

bestfriend!suguru who wordlessly pulls you out of the bathroom and tosses you onto the bed, ravaging you like a thirsty man that had been stranded in a desert.

your cunt was already sensitive from your previous actions, making you cry out and tangle his locks in between your fingers, but oh god — the way his tongue circled your clit before pushing inside your entrance, lapping up all of your wetness and tongue-fucking you without mercy — you weren’t sure whether to push him away or pull him impossibly closer.

at one point, his spit was almost entirely the reason why you were even wet. he was so persistent, making out with your pussy as if this was his last meal on earth. a clear, stream of liquid shoots out of your pussy when he inserts two fingers and curls them just right, hitting that spongy spot you couldn’t usually reach by yourself.

“oh my fucking god,” suguru pulls away, slick coating his lips and chin as he stares at the mess you’ve made. “look at that pretty pussy. so wet, all f’me,” a soft slap! has your body jolting, making you lift your head to look at him.

bestfriend!suguru who looked absolutely pussydrunk, eyes glazed over and still glued to the spot in between your legs as he fumbled with his belt. his cock was straining so hard against his pants you could’ve sworn they’d actually rip apart.

when he pushes his cock into your cunt, he has to bite down on his lip, hard enough to draw blood, to stop himself from just burying himself to the hilt and fucking you to the point of bruising your cervix. the warmth and wetness surrounding and squeezing around his shaft has him seeing stars, and he hasn’t even started moving yet.

when he finally picks up the pace, he ruts into you like a dog in heat, fingers digging into your waist as he chases after his high. he moans at the sinful squelch of your pussy with every thrust— and if he could eat you out and break you with his cock at the same time, he would.

bestfriend!suguru who says, “if I’d known you had a pussy this fuckin’ good, I would’ve made you mine ages ago.”

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shawtuzi · 2 months ago

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currently thinking about plug!geto beating your pussy up after a hotbox….

“oh suguruuu,” your eyes rolled back in pleasure, freshly manicured nails (paid for by yours truly) digging into his biceps as he fucked you like he hated your guts. he had your seat reclined back, knees pushed to your ears as he gave the you meanest strokes known to man.

you peered at him through your lashes, mewling when you saw he was already staring back down at you. his eyes were low n red, the tiniest smirk on his face bc he knew as long as he had you like this you couldn’t run from him. sure it was cramped as hell but shit he wasn’t complaining—especially with the way your pussy was gripping his dick.

“you look—s-shit! look so pretty like this y/n. pussy feels so fuckin’ good. . . so fuckin’ soft. am i making you feel good y/n? speak up,” he got no response in return, your attention solely focused on his the view of his dick pounding into you. the sight was very erotic. . . one could even say it was pretty. you were broken out of your thoughts by a quick slap to the face, followed by geto gripping your jaw, squishing your cheeks together.

“i said am *thrust* i *thrust* making *thrust* you fucking feel *really hard thrust* good?” you nodded frantically, tears now filling your lash line because baby he was fucking you that good. “yes—yes sugu you’re making me feel so good thank you,” you sniffled, making the sick man laugh.

“you’re so cute,” he hummed, pressing his lips to your forehead before pulling his dick nearly all the way out just to slam back inside you. he stayed in place, now choosing to grind his hips into you, his hard stomach rubbing against your clit in a way that had you seeing stars. your hands slapped against his chest, whining something along the lines of him being to deep—but right now in this moment?? there was no such thing as too deep.

in fact he recalled you telling him not too long ago you wanted to feel him in your tummy again, so he was actually doing you a favor if you think about it—but who am i kidding your not doing anyyyy thinking right now.

“m’gonna cum sugu c-can you—fuckkk-uh!” suguru was already one step ahead of you, the rough pads of his ring and middle fingers now rubbing vicious circles on your clit. your body tensed, thighs shaking as you came on his dick for what felt like the umpteenth time. geto fucked you through your orgasm, his own trailing behind as he came in you with one last stroke.

*sighs dreamily* hotboxes with geto were always the best

˚ʚ♡ɞ

#this has been sitting in my drafts forever #i just wanted to get it out but i hope yall enjoy it regardless !#geto smut #geto suguru smut #geto x black reader #geto x reader #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader

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luvsupa · 2 months ago

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LET’S KEEP IT PROFESSIONAL. . .?

𝜗𝜚 summary: where jjk men want you at the wrong place and wrong time… feat. gojo, geto, choso, nanami (seperate).

tags: fem!reader, pwp,smut, (p in v), ōral sex (f! receiving), lactation kink .. (gojo), gojos a king and he’s OBESSED w you, public sex, car sex, riding, sub men (ish), dirty talk, praise, hair pulling, getting caught, mentions of pregnancy (nanami), slight bimbo reader x choso, ummm dunno what else to add … mdni

w.c: 5,3k

a/n: THANK YOU GUYS SOSOS MUCH FOR 2K AND 2.1K!! IM SO THANKFUL FOR ALL OF YOUUUUUU^^^ HERES A 2K SPECIAL FOR YOU GUYSS MWAAA <33

+ there might be errors errrrr….

GOJO SATORU

“gojo-sama,” the family in front of you scolds, trying to get his full attention. the royal family has come to your estate to propose a business alliance—a union with the well-known gojo clan.

gojo has you seated prettily on his lap on his golden cushioned throne, in full view of the royal family and advisors. halfway through the meeting, he loses interest, he has little concern for these meetings—all he truly wants is to be with you and your newborn daughter.

it was nearly impossible for him to focus, your scent envelops him, clouding his thoughts, leaving only you in his mind. his lower lip quivers as you shift against his hardening cock. he struggles to maintain composure but can’t resist trailing soft kisses along your neck. one large hand caresses your once pregnant belly while you fight to keep your gaze steady in front of the royal family.

your eyes flutter, heart racing as you realize he cannot possibly be doing this now. below, the murmurs of the guests fade away as his heated kisses press against your skin. he hums deeply, almost moaning with each kiss, savouring the softness of your body. his glossed lips leave marks along your neck, gleaming in the natural light, a clear display of his desire.

“ngh—’toru. . .continue. . . later,” you whisper, struggling to suppress a moan as gojo’s other hand kneads your plump breasts through the kimono. the soreness from weeks wroth of nursing makes each touch electric. the king below stares, while the guards exchange knowing glances, accustomed to gojo’s actions.

“gojo-sama, we ask that you—”

“hahh, look at that—you’re leaking,” gojo murmurs, his voice thick with desire as he watches your milk seep through the thin fabric of your kimono, a damp spot growing with each teasing stroke of his fingers over your sensitive nipple. your head falls back onto his shoulder, eyes closing in embarrassment ,unable to face the audience.

shamelessly, gojo’s hand on your tummy snakes lower between your shaky thighs. he smiles knowingly as you’re bare underneath, warmth radiating from you. it’s embarrassing how quickly he’s made you this wet, you blame it on hormonal imbalances.

gojo’s slender fingers part your swollen folds, sending shudders through your body with his icy touch as he rubs gentle circles on your nub. you moan, not caring how loud you are, overwhelmed by his fingers toying with your nipples and clit—all while numerous pairs of eyes remain glued to both of you.

“what’s gotcha’ this drenched, baby? have i not satisfied you enough?” gojo spills out nonsense, even though he satisfies you too much. he spoils you rotten, always going above and beyond—no matter when or where.

“tell me what i need to do, precious,” he begs as his fingers slide into your slick cunt. you both gasp, his long fingers sucked in tightly by your needy walls. your eyes flutter open to see your breasts leaking uncontrollably as he pinches and twists your poor nipples.

your hips buck wildly, greedily taking in more of his thick fingers as your walls cling tightly to him, massaging your sweet spot with every curl and press. you sob, breaths coming in ragged gasps, eyes glossy as you glance at the guests through blurred vision. each breath is a shaky exhale, mingling with soft whimpers as gojo’s cock throbs, pulsating with each of your desperate thrusts—it aches painfully with need. his fingers work relentlessly, coaxing more cries from your lips. your chest heaves with every breath, the sound of your panting filling the room.

“gojo-sama, take your wife out of here! she’s a clear disruption—” the king shouts, but falters as gojo’s icy gaze locks onto his, sending a chilling wave through him. fear creeps into the king’s eyes, and he immediately regrets his words.

in the blink of an eye, gojo places you gently onto the cushioned throne, your eyes fluttering in confusion as you look up to see him towering over you. before you can speak, he drops to his knees, his face inches from your drooling cunt.

he bunches up your kimono to your waist for better access, exposing your slickness that glimmersunder the harsh lights. just as gojo is about to devour you like a starved man, he hears footsteps retreating from the room.

without turning his head, his voice booms with unsettling authority, filling the space with an ominous weight.

“the first person who leaves will be beheaded.”

fear grips the room as every footstep halts. the tense silence makes it clear, all eyes are now fixed on you two, trapped in the suffocating stillness that follows.

and now, here gojo is, his tongue buried deep inside your stretchy walls, his frosty hair sticking to his forehead, cheeks flushed a rosy pink. he lost himself the moment his lips met your pussy, consumed by an imhumane hunger.

your cunt is loud, the lewd sloshes echoing through the royalty room, disturbing the royal family's ears. your pussy spasms as his head shakes like a madman, his killer tongue curling and thrusting as deeply as he can reach. each movement sends shockwaves through you, and he revels in the chaos he's creating.

both of his hands are messily playing with your drenched breasts, which are on full display. he pinches and squeezes your nipples with need, adding to the overwhelming sensations. you're a moaning mess, the dual stimulation too much to bear—a toe curling experience that leaves you breathless.

gojo drinks and slurps loudly on your sloppy pussy, each sound a explicit reminder to his appetite. your pussy is like a drug to him, he's high off you and can't get enough. he needs more of you—your taste, your scent—or he'll surely go mad.

the room is filled with the symphony of your combined sounds, your moans, his greedy slurps, and the wet noises of your body responding to him. it's a lewd display that leaves no doubt about the depths of his obsession and your mutual surrender to this intoxicating moment.

“hahh, i n-need it, my lady,” gojo whimpers, his droopy eyes locked onto your messy breasts, glistening with milk. his mouth waters, a desperate hunger igniting within him as he rises from his knees, his lips and chin still slick from your leaky cunt. confusion flickers across your face until his warm mouth finally envelops your nipple, his tongue swirling around it with an insatiable eagerness, drawing forth your sweet fluids.

his eyes flutter closed at the new taste flooding his senses—so sweet, candied, and intoxicating that it sends a jolt of pleasure straight to his throbbing cock, which leaks eagerly against the fabric of his traditional attire. the sensation is overwhelming that he can’t get enough.

“oh f-fuck, ‘toru…” you moan, your voice trembling as waves of pleasure wash over you. the sensitivity of your nipple sends shivers down your spine, and you arch your back off the cushioned throne instinctively, pushing more of yourself into his mouth.

“mhm… so good,” he groans against you, the vibrations of his voice sending shockwaves through your body. he sucks harder, pulling on your swollen nipple as if it's the only thing keeping him alive. the sounds of slurping and moaning fill the air—each noise a raw desire consuming both of you.

you cry out again, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through you. you gasp, lost in a haze of pleasure as gojo's mouth works its magic. every flick of his tongue and gentle tug sends you spiralling deeper into ecstasy. the royal family stares up in horror at your lewd actions, they tremble in fear at what gojo would do to them if they said one peep.

but gojo is completely lost in this moment, high on the taste of you. “i can’t stop… i need more,” he moans breathlessly between pulls as your milk coats his plush lips, his own arousal pushing him closer to the edge. each time he pulls away to catch his breath, he’s met with the sight of your flushed cheeks and blissed-out expression—fuelling his desire even further.

gojo has found his new addiction in you, and it’s a craving that will never be satisfied. as he continues to devour your milk with fervour , both of you moan like crazy, caught in an endless cycle of pleasure that only seems to intensify with each passing moment.

he’ll never stop at this rate.

GETO SUGURU

your ears perk up as you hear your coworkers squeak in excitement upon spotting geto suguru, the renowned artist, stepping into the luxurious store where you work. this high-end boutique, filled with fashionable handbags and stunning clothing, is where geto loves to shop—not just for the exquisite pieces, but because you’re always here.

fiddling with the clothing rack, you catch a glimpse of geto through your peripheral vision, flanked by his bodyguards as female employees swarm around him. little do they know—and little does the media suspect—that you and geto share a secret relationship. he often begs you to quit your job, promising to provide for you completely. as tempting as that offer is, you've built a family at work that you cherish deeply.

“hmmm, i was actually looking for this piece in particular,” you hear him say from behind you. his large hand engulfs yours as he selects the coat you were just touching. you stifle a giggle; this is nowhere near his usual style. he always does this to strike up casual conversations in public.

“would you get the fitting room ready for me, mrs. geto?” he rasps, whispering the last part just for your ears. your eyes widen in shock, hoping no one overheard. you nod, noticing your coworkers scoff at how clearly geto has a favorite.

you already know what he wants with that slick fitting room signal—he misses you and wants to fuck you.

that's why he has you bent over prettily for him in the vip fitting room, your hands pressed against the full-length mirror now smudged with your fingerprints. your work pants are discarded somewhere across the room as you watch him tease you mercilessly, rubbing his cockhead along your puffy folds. your pussy aches, desperate for more.

“i missed you, pretty,” he murmurs softly, and you nearly crumble when he slaps his chubby tip against your clit. the wet taps send jolts through your entire body, making your pussy clench around nothing.

“m-missed you too, sugu,” you whimper, voice trembling with need. he swats your ass, drawing a moan from your lips as you lean into the mirror. fog clouds the reflection as he continues to spank your sore skin, each slap a delicious mix of pain and pleasure that leaves you breathless.

“‘m not talkin’ to you,” he scolds as you whine, wiggling your hips back to feel more, a chuckle rumbling from him. “since you wanna ignore my texts... she would never ignore me.” his voice drops as his leaky tip pushes its way into your cunt, your walls stretching to accommodate every inch, almost burning. geto hisses at the way your velvety walls flutter around him, and you feel yourself growing blissfully dumb. the store's background music rings in your ears, a reminder that you're still on the job.

geto watches you slowly lose yourself through the mirror, pulling your hips firmly against his as he slams his cock deep into your walls, making you sob aloud. he pounds mercilessly into your sopping pussy, each stroke deeper than before, his flushed tip kissing your cervix with every thrust. the sound of skin slapping against skin fills the fitting room, mingling with your moans and creating a sweet melody of raw desire.

“fuckkk—pussy so good,” he pants as you clamp down at the praise, a grin spreading across his face as he sees your eyes shut tightly, moaning out pathetic pleas. your pussy sobs uncontrollably, nearly louder than the soft music playing through the speakers.

“mmm, she’s very talkative today,” he rasps wickedly, his hand snaking down to vigorously rub your achy clit, the cool metal of his silver rings grazing your sensitive skin. you cry out from the dual stimulation, overwhelmed by the sensation.

“y-you came here to just speak to my pussy more than m-me,” you manage to say, a hint of attitude slipping through as he pauses, taken aback by your words. his thrusts come to an abrupt halt, and you whine at the sudden stop.

“awh baby. are you upset? wanna show me how mad you are?” he teases with a fake pout, watching as your frustration builds. “poor thing, all worked up and nowhere to go.”

he leans in closer, his breath hot against your ear. “maybe if you hadn’t ignored my texts, i’d be a little nicer,” he taunts, giving your clit a sharp pinch that makes you gasp. “but now? i think i’ll take my time.”

his words send a shiver down your spine as he resumes his relentless pace, each thrust deliberate and punishing. “come on, show me how mad you are,” he urges mockingly, his voice dripping with amusement.

those were his last words before you took control, riding him like your life depended on it. he's whimpering beneath you,struggling to hold back his moans as your pussy works him over, each movement a killer. you're pouncing on him on the adjacent couch from the mirror, your hips rolling at a relentless pace as his large hands knead the flesh of your ass. he swears he's under some kind of hypnosis, his eyes glued to your breasts as they bounce wildly in front of his wide, purple eyes.

your pussy squelches louder and louder with each thrust, a symphony of wet sounds that’s music to his ears—he even thinks he might have to incorporate it into his next song.

“how’re you feeling, pretty boy?” you purr, and a moan slips past his lips at the praise. his eyes flutter slightly as you ride him faster, your walls sucking him in with a steady rhythm.

“hahhh, d-don’t think i won’t get back at you,” he whines, but there's no mistaking the submission in his voice. you grin down at him, taking in the sight of his long locks sticking to his forehead, strands of hair messily splayed across his face. he's completely undone beneath you, humming with pleasure as you continue your relentless pace.

his once-commanding presence is softened by the way he succumbs to your movements, each roll of your hips drawing out more whimpers and gasps.

“mr. geto, we found a few pieces that you might like!”

you stop in your tracks, eyes widening in panic as you hear your manager’s voice on the other side of the door. geto lazily smiles, clearly enjoying the fear that flashes across your face. without warning, he lifts you up from the couch, his strong arms wrapping around you as he strides closer to the door. your heart races as he slams you against the wall beside the door, and you stare up at him, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through you.

“hmm? please tell me more about it, im dying to know more,” he lies smoothly, his voice low and teasing as he wraps your legs around his waist. his cock is still buried deep inside you, and he begins to thrust slowly, deliberately. you bite your lip hard, desperately trying to stifle any sounds as you’re mere inches away from your oblivious manager who rambles on about clothing pieces.

each thrust sends shockwaves through your body, and you struggle to keep quiet as he fucks you roughly. it almost feels like he’s punishing you, yet the thrill of being caught only heightens your arousal. but fuckk, the way you look at him—eyes wide with fear and desire—makes him want to abandon all caution. he wants everyone to see how much you belong to him.

“you like that, baby? you like getting fucked in front of your manager?” he whispers with a wicked grin, his voice dripping with mischief. you gasp as his dick throbs inside your sloppy cunt, your arousal leaking profusely and staining the expensive flooring beneath you.

your managers voice suddenly drops as she realize something is off, her excitement turns to horror as she begin to piece together what’s happening just behind the door.

“yeaa, I bet you do, doll,” geto taunts, his eyes dark with lust.

“just show her how much of a slut you are.”

CHOSO KAMO

“what do you mean there’s no room?” you exclaimed, eyes widening as you looked into the back seat and saw it completely filled. not even a single inch was available for you. of course, two of the tallest guys—choso and riko—were manspreading like it was their job, leaving your poor friends, mina and sajé, squished together.

“well… we thought the car would fit all of us,” choso’s friend, the driver, said as he glanced back, confirming that there was zero room possible. you pinched the bridge of your nose in frustration; you’d already pitched in money for this road trip.

“you can sit on my lap if you’re comfortable,” choso chimed in, his voice smooth and inviting. your eyes nearly twinkle at his kindness, and everyone in the car exchanged side-eyes—half surprised and half amused by the suggestion.

your low heels clacked against the cement as you hurried over to choso’s side of the car, excitement bubbling inside you. when you opened the door, you nearly choked on your saliva at how incredibly good he looked, manspreading in the back seat. his black baggy ripped jeans hugged his long legs perfectly, paired with those monstrous black boots that made him look even taller. your eyes trailed up to his chest—damn, that black compression shirt clung to him in all the right places.

he’s the true definition of an emo hottie!

his lap looked so inviting as you climbed into the cramped SUV. you settled snugly on his lap, feeling his large arm snake around your waist for extra protection. but oh gosh, your cunt was tingling like crazy—your clothed pussy was directly on top of his bulge, and it sent a rush of heat through you.

after nearly hours of driving, everyone in the car is dozing off to slumber—everyone except you, choso, the driver, and the person in the passenger seat. the car jolts suddenly, waking everyone up, but what’s even worse is that you’re practically bouncing on choso’s lap!

“ehh, sorry! the roads are pretty bad here,” the driver says as the car hits a series of small bumps that quickly escalate to larger ones. choso’s arm around your waist tightens, holding you down more firmly against him. you suppress a moan as you feel the outline of his growing cock beneath you—hell, you can even feel it throbbing uncontrollably.

you shut your eyes tightly, nibbling on your plush lips as you try to hold back any sounds. it would be beyond embarrassing if you let out a noise now. but with each bump in the road, the friction between your bodies sends electric shocks through you, igniting a fire deep within.

“f-fuck… need more,” he whispers lowly, just for your ears. your heart stops at his words. did you hear him wrong? but the way he’s holding you down makes it clear that you heard him just fine.

the tension in the air is thick—almost suffocating—as desire hangs between you like a heavy fog. every jolt of the car pushes you closer to him, and you can’t help but grind down slightly, feeling his hardness beneath you. it’s so pathetic how the both of you are grinding hard on each other, holding in whimpers and moans as you feel your panties fully drenched. choso’s breath hitches, and his grip on your waist tightens even more as he bucks his hips up desperately to feel more.

your nails scrape against the driver’s seat in front of you, and you swear you’re about to rip through the fabric. it’s embarrassing how turned on both you and choso are—especially with all your friends in the car!

“pull over here, let’s get some drinks,” riko groggily says, and the car sharply turns right into the parking lot of the convenience store. both of your movements come to an abrupt halt as the atmosphere shifts; everyone becomes hyper-aware of the situation.

“y’all coming in?” riko asks as he opens his door, and you feel your heart race. you and choso exchange a quick glance, knowing exactly what’s at stake. “no thanks, we’ll just stay here,” you manage to say, forcing a casual tone despite the heat pooling in your belly.

you don’t waste a minute as you reposition yourself facing choso, your knees sinking into the plush seat beneath you providing just enough comfort. his hair is messily tousled, strands falling across his face, and those puppy eyes of his are filled with a desperate need that makes your heart race.

without hesitation, choso quickly unbuckles his jeans, pulling out his achy cock from its confines. he lets out a soft moan as the cool breeze grazes his thick shaft, and your eyes widen at how incredibly hot he looks—his rosy tip leaking with anticipation.

“you’re so fuckin’ hot,” he breathes, his voice thick with desire. he’s already intoxicated by you, and all you’ve done is grind against each other!. the heat between you is noticeable , and you can feel your own need building as you pull your panties to the side.

“g-gosh, choso,” you gasp as his thick tip slips inside you, your walls inviting him completely. choso throws his head back against the headrest, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he drives his hips up with fervor, filling you entirely.

“i’m sorry, pretty— we don’t have much time,” he breathes, his voice strained and shaky, each word punctuated by heavy breaths. his hips move with a desperate urgency, thrusting into you with a rhythm all their own. the sound of your bodies meeting is so loud it drowns out the hum of the engine.

you roll your hips, feeling him reach the deepest parts of you. your breaths mingle in the confined space, quickening with each thrust. a moan escapes your lips as his bulbous tip expertly finds your g-spot with each powerful thrust, sending waves of pleasure coursing through you. choso’s breath hitches as he loses himself in the moment, the air thick with tension and desire.

the car shakes with each thrust, the windows slightly fogging up as you both fuck each other with desperateness and need.

“‘s fuckin’ big, cho,” you stammer out, your melodic moans music to his ears. his cock vigorously throbs within your slick walls, and the two of you are growing dumb off each other, lost in a haze of pleasure.

with each thrust met, your cunt begins to spasm around him, clenching tightly as waves of pleasure wash over you. the sensation is overwhelming; it feels like your body is begging for release. the car creaks under the intensity of your movements, the air thick with heat and urgency.

as you both get lost in the moment, choso leans in closer, capturing your lips in a heated kiss. it starts softly, but quickly escalates into something primal and messy. his hands grip your face as if he’s afraid to let go, and you can feel his raw passion pouring into every touch.

your mouths move together with urgent need, tongues tangling in a wild dance that feels intoxicating and electric. he tastes like pure desire—sweet and addictive—as he kisses you deeper. each press of his lips sends shivers racing down your spine, igniting a fire within you that mirrors the rhythm of his thrusts.

the kiss grows sloppier; breaths become heavy and desperate as you both lose yourselves in each other. saliva mixes as you moan into his mouth, the sounds echoing in the confined space of the car. choso pulls away just enough to lock eyes with you, his gaze dark with lust and hunger.

“you’re driving me insane,” he murmurs, his voice thick with desire before he crashes his lips back onto yours. the urgency intensifies, each kiss more fervent than the last, as if he’s trying to claim every part of you.

with a sudden burst of playful dominance he snakes his hands down to your ass, he slaps your flesh hard enough to send a jolt of pleasure through you, a wicked grin spreading across his face as he watches your reaction.

“yeaaa you like that shit, huh? i bet you-“

his words are cut short when you hear the doors attempt to open. you glance at riko, who’s struggling to unlock the door. before you can react, the driver unlocks it, and riko comes flying into the back seat beside you and choso.

your walls clamp down around his thick cock as he groans lowly, the thought of getting caught sending a thrill through you. you bury your face into his neck, inhaling his husky cologne.

“what the hell are y’all doing?” riko asks, glancing at your awkward position on choso’s lap, head hidden in his neck.

“she’s sleeping,” choso replies quietly, raising a finger to his lips to signal silence. everyone nods, but you can feel choso smirking as you bite your lip hard enough to draw blood.

as the car starts moving again, your eyes nearly pop out of your sockets when it begins to shake. the bumpy road makes you bounce on his cock, and you instinctively grind down, feeling him tense beneath you. his eyes flutter as he watches your hips move, knowing exactly how to make him crumble.

“cut the shit, you two- we already know you aren’t sleeping,” nobara says, pointing at the dashcam that’s connected to one of their phones.

they heard everything,

fuck.

NANAMI KENTO

“let’s just fuck it out mama, we can’t be separated.”

“you’re ridiculous,” you scoff, sitting cross-legged in the divorce attorney's office once the door shut closed.

“we need a moment to speak alone,” nanami had asked your attorney as he left, but he was nowhere near wanting to talk and you knew that the moment the two of you were alone.

“ridiculous? this isn’t even the worst place we’ve fucked,” he taunts, rising from his chair and leaning against the desk, his hazel eyes scanning your figure—something he could never get enough of.

“sign the papers,” you say through gritted teeth, but he smirks, clearly not listening as he admires how beautiful you look in the skin tight dress.

“sign- fuckkk,” you cry out as you’re now bent over your attorneys desk, your black dress hiked up to your waist as nanami ruthlessly pounds his cock into your sore pussy as your walls welcomes him back with a warm and slimey snug. within a split second you’ve become a sobbing cock-drunk mess, your tears staining the important documents that are now scrunched up from being smothered underneath your breast.

nanamis thick fingers grip your sides as he rams his cock deep into you, this speed almost too much for you that you feel as if he’s deep in your guts. he desk shakes beneath you, pens and papers tumbling to the floor, but in this moment, nothing else matters. all that exists is the connection between you, a powerful force that consumes your thoughts and senses.

your knees buckle as he lifts you up, steadying you to keep your balance. “c’mon wifey, what about our future kids? you reallyyy want me to sign it?” he teases, his voice playful yet charged with intensity. you find yourself crying out incoherent sentences, lost in the overwhelming sensation of how good he feels.

“s-sign it,” you shudder as his thrusts intensify, you can hear the animalistic growl he lets out once he felt you squeeze tighter. feeling the tension between you as he pulls you closer. his large hand grips your hair, pulling you closer to his chest as you back arches up from the messy desk. your pussy squeaks out broken sobs as he rams his cock sooo deep that you see a small bulge forming in your lower tummy.

“what’s our lawyer going to think, huh? I spent a lotta money for his services,” he rasps, his thrusts growing deeper and more meaningful, as if to prove that you cannot leave him.

“k-kennn, fuckk,” you moan as he tugs harder on your hair, your body trembling as tears spill down your cheeks. he doesn’t care where you are- all that matters is the pleasure coursing through you. a devilish grin spreads across his face, knowing exactly how to push your buttons and drive you wild.

“i know, sweetheart—I know. just let it allll go,” he sings, encouraging you as he coaxed you toward your intense orgasm. soft “oohs” and “ahhs” escape your glossy lips as warmth pools in your belly, your slick walls tightening around him, practically suffocating his throbbing cock.

“hgnn—gonna milk me dry, baby,” nanami stutters, feeling his balls tighten painfully as his breaths become sloppy and jagged. he snakes his hand from your hair to your throat, possessively gripping you just tight enough to spark thrill without pain, amplifying the waves of pleasure that crash over you and drawing your intense orgasm closer with every pulse.

you bite your lower lip hard as you both come undone in perfect sync, a skill nanami has mastered. your walls flutter around him as his hot release fills you, feeling his thick seed plunge deep within your womb. your vision blurs and your ears ring; it’s so messy that your mixed juices cling between your thighs, sticky and gooey.

your mind is so dizzy that you don’t even notice when he gently places you on the desk, your back crumpling the papers beneath you as your legs are pressed against your chest. your permanent anklet dangles and glimmers in the natural light, the diamond ‘K.N.’ charm a constant reminder that he will always be with you, no matter what.

your eyes lazily flutter open to find nanami kissing your inner thighs, your legs still trembling from your previous orgasm. his lips graze your swollen folds, causing your body to jolt in response. nanami's eyes glimmer with amusement as he watches globs of your mixed essence drip down onto the papers creating a small pool on the wooden desk.

“mmm, you sure came a lot for someone who wants a divorce,” he taunts, bringing his cool wedding band back to your throbbing core, globs of cum coating the once-gold ring in a sticky white layer. you gasp at the metallic sensation as he rubs the ring against your swollen clit, toying with you while you sob incoherent sentences. your eyes dart to the door, where you catch a glimpse of shadows peeking through the window. panic rises in your throat as you try desperately to signal to nanami that there are people watching.

but oh he knows,

he knows very well that the entire floor heard the scandalous things you two were doing, and he wants everyone to know.

without warning, nanami plunges his warm tongue into your sopping core, savouring every drop of your arousal as he hums against you. the vibrations sends shivers through your body, and you can feel him revealing in the taste, his tongue exploring every inch with a deliberate slowness that drives you wild. he laps up your juices eagerly, occasionally grazing your sensitive nub with his teeth, teasingly biting it just enough to send waves of pleasure coursing through you. it feels as if he’s determined to make you scream for everyone to hear.

the loud slurping fills the room, making you cringe at how messy and indulgent he is, yet your body craves him more with each passing moment. you feel yourself teetering on the edge, lost in the pleasure he’s giving you, when suddenly, just as you're about to beg for more, the door swings open. several flustered lawyers stand in the doorway, their eyes wide with shock.

“u-uhm, mr. and mrs. nanami, the p-police are outside…”

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