#Suguru drabble

[teddybeartoji]

18+ mdni; gn!reader

every once in a while, suguru lets you have all the power.

down on his knees, he stares up at you with dark eyes; there's a grin plastered onto his face, the very same one that got him into this situation in the first place, and nothing that you're doing is making it go away.

(every once in a while, he lets you think you have all the power.)

his hands are behind his back with the material of his own tie digging into the sensitive skin of his wrists but he doesn't mind the pain. he loves it. the first few buttons of his dress shirt are undone and a few blooming bruises peek from under the garment. the contrast between his skin and the splotches of color are tantalizing, it's making your mouth water and your teeth itch – the need to add more to the canvas that sits before you is clouding your mind and he knows it.

despite being the one that's tied up, suguru continues to push your buttons.

he's insufferable. he's rude. he's fucking annoying.

he's gorgeous. he's beautfiul. he's fucking exceptional.

you want to hurt him. you want to kiss him.

and he knows.

his cheek burns a bright pink shade while the inside of your hand prickles with the most delicious kind of pain. strands of hair have fallen from behind his ears and are now keeping you from having his eyes on you and that won't do. slowly reaching out, you tuck it back where it came from, your fingers brush against his skin and you feel the warmth exuding from him. you press your tingling palm against his cheek and watch how he leans into your touch; the corners of his lips tug even further and he morphs into the wolf that he really is – his sharp teeth glint from behind the grin as his eyes narrow in on you. there's a comment, a sly tease, ready to fall from his tongue, you can see it so clearly—

a second slap echoes through your shared home.

the words dissolve in his mouth as he hums at you instead. his head is now turned away from you by an inch, the impact of your hand strong enough to actually do some damage. suguru bites down onto his lip while slowly cracking open his eyes, his gaze even darker now. he licks his lips and you catch sight of the little steel piercing that hides in mouth.

trying to win the silent battle of dominance, you tilt your chin up high but when you see suguru pressing his thighs together, you almost crumble entirely. he's so hard that even just the mere thought of his cock makes your mouth salivate.

you think about big of a mess he must be making under all the layers, you think about how full his balls are. you think about all the things he might do to you the second you untie him.

"don't tell me that was your worst, sweetheart... "

his voice is like something crafted perfectly just to make you weak in the knees, there's no resisting it. it's like honey, sweet and sticky, and—

a third slap.

you can't let him do this to you. this is your fucking moment.

his cheek burns brighter than ever, the ache under his skin shooting waves of pleasure all over his body and all he's willing to give you is another hum. it comes from somewhere deep within, desperately crawling out from inside him as if he couldn't contain it anymore. but it feels so good. it's so fucking good and he hates to admit it; he hates how he has no control over his body – his thighs press together all on their own, his brain focused on relieving the pain between his legs at any cost.

when suguru's head falls forward and he lets out a raspy laugh, you freeze. you can hear your own heart beat in your ears and you can feel the blood pumping in your veins.

and when he cranes his neck to peer at you from under his brow, you feel like you're going to faint. he's going to eat you, he's going to devour you. he's going to ruin you.

[wormdevourer]

I relate to this on an unhealthy level,,

(not my tweet)

[sanemistar]

⋅˚₊‧ 𝜗𝜚 loverboy

𝜗𝜚 suguru x gn!reader, fluff 𝜗𝜚 back: jjk m.list

suguru is a freak, your freak. he’s a deranged lover boy who loves you so intensely, so vehemently, so madly. his feelings for you are unwavering and he’s completely devoted to you. he loses all sort of rationality when it comes to loving you, which is quite uncharacteristic of him. he’s always thought he’s a calm and a rational man, but this all changes the moment he starts dating you and the freaky side in him awakens.

suguru, who is extremely possessive of you and can’t bare having any other man to look at you with their prying eyes. whether you know each other or not, he can never allow them to. he will literally start dragging you away if he ever finds any guy staring at you for more than three seconds. because he wants to keep you all to himself, you’re his and only he is given such privilege.

suguru adores everything about you, his eyes shine brightly every time you look at him with that insanely beautiful smile of yours and his heart skips a million beats every time you two share a kiss. he is infatuated with you to the point where he can’t think of anything else but you, he’s simply crazy for you. he loves you with every fiber of his being. his heart and feelings are no longer his properties, he lost control over them long ago. they’re all yours now to keep. his love for you is strong, wild, reckless and fierce, yet so passionate, deep, earnest and real.

𝜗𝜚 taglist: @sylusdoll @ayrastv @hanaeriin @spkyssn @twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat (special tag for ari 🫶🏻)

[tnypuppy]

suguru LOVES breeding his puppy girl !

cw: fem!reader, unprotected, reader wears puppy ears, pet play, missionary, clit play, g-spot stimulation, creampie, breeding, cervix kissing, mention of buttplug, pet names (puppy, pup, baby, good girl, girl)

word count: 1.3k

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"suguuuuu-!" a high pitched-cry is leaving your parted lips the deeper suguru pushes into you. he's pushing your twitching legs back, silently encouraging you to hold them back, and you do.

he's balls deep inside of your hot gooey cunt, pretty hole weeping with how much his veiny cock stretches you. your slick is drenching him from the tip of his rod all the way to his balls. suguru is cooing when he feels how much tighter your grip gets — his hand sliding up to play with the floppy dog ears of your headband.

"what is it, girl?" his voice perks as his hand gently squeezes a plush dog ear, mauve eyes glazed; view flickering between your fucked-out face and where your nether regions clash together. "does my puppy feel good when i fuck her like this?" suguru swivels his hips, throbbing head of his dick smearing circles of precum against your poor cervix.

"uh-huh.. is too much.. is so much, sugie.. so good." you nod as you breathe heavily. nails digging into your twitching thighs as you hold them back - he's stretching you out so good that it's almost overwhelming.

"aww." he cooed - "it's too much for my girl?" he cocks his head, pulling his hips back to rid your pretty pussy of him. his hand wraps around the base of his cock before he slaps the length of it right against your saturated slit, ridge of his cockhead tapping right on your clit; eliciting a nasty whimper from you.

suguru is rocking hips against you, length now gliding up and down your saturated slit as he focuses on your pathetic expressions. he makes sure his cockhead keeps catching against the hood of your slippery clit. needy to be back inside, he roughly grabs your hips and angles them — his cock slamming back into you; a mixture of pleasure and pain croaking out from the depths of your throat.

"it's okay, pup. my good girl. you've taken this dick so many times before." the growl he gives out is feral, and your eyes are widening in pleasure when you feel him massage his cock into your g-spot. "you can take me, baby."

your pretty moans are coming out in stutters now; little black spots peppering your vision each time his cockhead is thrashes into your g-spot. letting out precious gasps for air between each moan he rips from you; you grow even noisier as he detaches a hand from your hip, allowing the pad of his thumb to toy your sensitive button. you feel so stupid, brain getting fuzzy as he continues to fuck into you — he's making you feel SO good with how well he fucks into your g-spot and toys with your clit.

"such a good puppy for letting me fuck you like this. you're so dirty, baby." suguru's teasing you with smugness, arrogant grin spread across his lips as he admires the view you give him.

"y'know baby." he starts, clearing his throat to prevent a moan from slipping out. "n-..next time we do this, we should see about getting you a tail, yeah? maybe a tail plug for that cute ass of yours." he chuckles when he feels your cunt tightly grip him at the incredibly lewd suggestion.

his dick is so thick that each and every vein is imprinting itself into your snug walls, his rigid tip making out with your g-spot while his thumb massages circles into your clit. you're feeling a giant hot knot in the pit of your lower stomach; a knot that's tugging and tightening with each rub and massage he gives to you. the best and worst part of this is you can't do anything but take what he's giving you - it's so much but it's so good. god, he's reducing you into a dumb girl and you both are loving every moment that passes.

"sugu..a-ah. suguru. mhm." you're so cute when you whimper n' stammer like this! desperately nodding your head in approval, brain so mushy that it's hard to form a coherent sentence. suguru is eating up every little noise and reaction he gets from his good girl.

you're getting tighter around him and his balls are wavering. frequent grunts are leaving suguru's lips now — strong thighs flexing as he's nearing a delicious edge that he wants to be thrown over. same as you.

"m-mm." he's moaning now and he can't help it. you feel so good around him, he can tell you're close and he's loving it. "is my good girl close?" he's smiling as his body lurches over your shaking one, thumb quickening it's circles as a shrill sob is leaving you.

"g'na cum, s-suguru. can i? pleasepleaseplease." the tight knot in your stomach is beginning to blossom, you're teetering now; you're so close to cumming on your boyfriend's cock.

suguru groans at your begging, head getting dizzy as his balls are basically jumping in excitement to release all it's sweet milk into you.

"yeah.. y-yeah. cum for me. cum, be my good puppy. gonna breed this pussy when you do, baby." he's rambling as he feels himself right there, ready to cum with his pretty girl. the grip on your hip as he keeps you angled is so tight — you're definitely gonna have bruises but neither of you care right now.

"h-hnnh.. cummin', sugie.." you let out the dirtiest cry of his name before it's quickly developed into garbled moans and jumbled words.

your squeeze on his cock is dangerous as you cum, hot and snug walls spasming tightly onto him. each limb is twitching and multiple waves of hot euphoria are slamming into your cunt. your skin is blistering hot with pure pleasure; you see white and black stars cluttering together in your sight, your body feels so overwhelmed and overstimulated and it's so good. his dick slides deep into you now instead of just prodding at your gooey sweet spot, and he's stammering and grunting as his thumb rubs your clit upwards; making your sobs louder.

"baby-" he breaks out into a series of grunts and moans, hips stuttering rapidly as his hands are squeezing at your bruising hips. he's stuttering and calling you a good girl, a puppy, and his baby.

he delves his cock deep in and bottoms out, pushing his twitching tip right against your shallowing cervix. thick ribbons of his hot milk are decorating your cervix, your dripping mound being held closely against his hips as you both let out filthy moans and gasps. both of you feel his cum sloshing around his cock, trying to escape to your entrance. suguru, despite being fucked out, is having none of it. he bucks his hips into yours a few times to fuck his cum back in, wanting to keep it secure - where it belongs.

after the remnants of both of your explosive orgasms begin to settle, you two grant yourselves a moment to recollect and catch your breath. suguru's softening cock is slipping out of you and his hands are gently laying your hips against the bed. suguru pulls the puppy ear headband off the top of your head and lurches over your body again; this time to press a chaste kiss against your forehead.

"you did so good, baby." he whispers lovingly against your forehead. "so proud of you."

you mumble a soft response back to him and suguru pulls back; your sleepy eyes trying their best to stay open as you let out a tiny yawn. he smiles so sweetly to you and your lips weakly pull to return a smile back.

"rest, my baby. i'll take care of everything." he reassures as your eyes slip shut, the weight of suguru leaving the bed as he goes to retrieve a cup of water — as well as a wet towel for the sticky mess between your legs. <3

[ohimsummer]

“i said sit. not hover.”

suguru doesn’t understand why you’re so hesitant. this was your idea, after all. even if you’d initially said it as a joking little remark, he was ecstatic to take you up on the offer.

you huff. “it won’t be hard for you to breathe?”

“does it seem like i care?”

between your thighs, you can tell by the way his eyes narrow that geto is smiling at the newfound pout on your face. “suguru, i don’t want to hurt you.”

he circles soothing thumbs over your hips, softly kneading at the skin. “really, because you’re breaking my heart, angel. so start sitting this pretty ass on my face, right now. properly, like i asked.”

you drift closer to suguru’s awaiting lips. the heat of his breath fans over your cunt. “oh, excuse me for being concerned about my lovely boyfriend’s very eager intentions to suffocate.”

he answers your sarcasm with some sass of his own. “that’s your problem, you care too much. let me taste this pussy already, so i can get rid of all the worry in that darling head of yours.”

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[mochroialainn]

This is an 18+ Post | MDNI!

On the days where Satoru is being especially bratty, you and Suguru tie him up to a chair, wrists bound behind him and ankles bound to the legs of the chair (you both know he can easily break out, but he doesn’t because he knows he get an even worse punishment) with a vibrating cock ring on at full power and his blind fold used as a gag. You force him to watch as Suguru gets to bring you to orgasm over and over again with his mouth, his tongue, your vibrator and his cock. He's so painfully overstimulated, tears streaking down his face and his abs sticky with his own cum from all the orgasms the cock ring pulled from him, by the time Suguru cums inside of you. Suguru turns to Satoru with a gentle smile on his face, his voice cooing as he praises him for being a good boy and keeping quiet while the two of you fucked, you both agree that he deserves a reward. So Suguru unties him and removes his blind fold, absolutely drenched with his saliva but he keeps Satorus hands behind his back as he pushes him onto the bed, his face directly into your cunt and forces him to clean up the mess of yours and Sugurus cum up, bringing you to another orgasm as he does, while you both shower him with praise and run your hands gently through his hair.

Once he's done, Suguru runs a bath for you all and you sit in between his legs while Satoru sits between yours, he showers you both with praise and compliments, focusing on Satoru but making sure you also know how well you did. You all help each other bathe, running gentle soapy hands over each others body and cleaninf each others hairs. When you're out and dressed in your pyjamas, Suguru gets Satoru in bed and sets up your shared comfort show/movie while you prepare the snacks (making sure to have plenty of sweets for Satoru). When you finally joing them in bed, Satoru is between the two of you, his head laying gently on your chest as you card your fingers through his hair and Suguru holds him (not paying attention to whats one) and places gentle and loving kisses on his necks and shoulders as he rubs soft circles into his hips and abdomen.

[piftamere]

looking after him - suguru geto

synopsis : you come home to a messy house after suguru looked after the girls all day, so you take care of him.

tags : suguru geto x gn!reader, fluff, suguru is tired and mushy, reader is called sweetheart

wc : 856

divider by cafekitsune

a/n : i don't know what this is, enjoy

there's clothes and toys laying in your path as you cross the door into the entry of your appartement. laughter and groans can be heard coming from the living room, as well as feet dragging on the ground towards you. you look up and see a disheveled suguru looking at you (like you're his savior, like he just came back from the war front).

suguru is standing a few feet away, his usually beautiful hair is a mess, he's missing a sock and he has pen on his cheek.

you giggle at the state he's in, as you walk over to him, dropping your bag in the entryway, and he drops the toys he had in his hands. they make a soft thud as they hit the ground.

"rough day?" you cup his cheeks, placing a sift kiss on the the corner of his lips. with your thumb you trace over the mark on his face.

"you have no idea." he grimaces, wrapping his arms around you.

you look up at him and your brows furrow. reaching up you pick what seems to be the arm of a dismembered doll planted in his bun. you hold it in between your faces, having trouble holding back your laughter.

"it's okay, you can laugh. i'm in a pitiful state."

"how did this happen?" you ask with a chuckle.

"i don't know." he mumbles, dropping his head onto your shoulder.

you wrap your arms around his back, rubbing soothing circles, "why don't you go take a bath, relax and i'll take care of it, hm?"

he hums against your neck, "okay."

he heads into the bathroom as you walk into the war zone that used to be your living room. the girls are in a pillow fort, you crouch down to their level. after some negotiating they agree to tidy up while you make them dinner, their favorite of course.

suguru can hear you humming along as you cook, he sighs as he sinks into the bath, so grateful to be able to rely on you.

not without effort, you manage to put them to beds. you're only half sure they're not pretending to be asleep but at least they're in beds.

you finish picking up what's left on the floor, there's stuff everywhere. no wonder suguru is exhausted.

speak of the devil, he walks out of the bathroom as you drop on the couch. he's rubbing his eyes tiredly.

he looks even more sleepy then before, he drops on the couch next to you. he kisses your temple, whispering into your skin "thank you."

"you're welcome suguru. they had so much energy..." you sigh, sinking into the couch pillows.

he chuckles, sinking next to you, "right? they drained me."

"was your bath relaxing?" you ask, voice soft.

"it was great, thank you sweetheart." he replies, his eyes warm with affection. "have you already eaten?"

"no i was waiting for you." you say with a gentle smile.

"good." he whispered, smiling softly

"don't move i'm bringing it to you." you say as you quickly walk to the kitchen.

you set the plates down on the table but before you can sit back down on the couch, two strong arms catch you, making you fall back against suguru.

you yelp as you land on top of him. "hey!"

he cages you in his arms. nuzzling his face into your hair. "i love you."

hearing his words you stop fighting back, melting into him. "i love you too."

watching you look after your kids, after him, made him feel so warm, so loved, he couldn't stop himself from squishing you in his arms.

"i'm don't deserve you." he mumbles, his voice filled with vulnerability.

"don't be an idiot, of course you do." you respond, your tone firm yet loving.

"i'm so grateful to have you in my life."

"when you're sleepy you get mushy, you know that?" you chuckle.

"yeah..." he chuckles too, loosening his grip on you.

as you eat he tells you about all the silly things the girls did in your absence, talking about them so fondly you know his former irritation towards them has completely disappeared.

it's in moments like these that you can see how much he truly cares about them.

"your hair is getting all messy again suguru. come here." you sit back against the couch, inviting him to sit his back facing you.

he obliges and you start threading your fingers through his hair, slowly untangling the knots. strand by strand, you braid his hair. it smells nice and it's still a little damp.

by the way his shoulders slump, you can tell he's falling asleep.

when you finish you gently hold his hand, pulling him up and leading him into your shared bedroom. you whisper, "come suguru."

he mindlessly follows after you. you bring him to the bed, and after changing into comfier clothes, you climb in beside him. you both slide under the covers, and he snackes his arms around your waist, laying his head on your chest.

"goodnight suguru." you whisper, gently kissing his temple.

"goodnight sweetheart." he whispers back, and you both drift off to sleep, after an eventful evening.

[ynyaan]

𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙡𝙚 | 𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮 ⋆˙⟡

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 |

Thinking of Geto Suguru lifting you so you can be seen in photos.

Its a tight-knit party with all the students and you just happen to be behind Gojo Satoru. This freakishly strong white hair boy that’s over 6 foot 3.

They we’re already setting up the camera and everyone was shuffling to get to their places. You try to tip-toe but with no luck, only the top of your head could be seen.

“Fucking hell,” you mutter. Not realizing the eyes set on you since earlier. Geto finally chokes the laughter out of him. Snickering at your frowned face before putting a hand on your waist.

“What, Suguru?” You raise an eyebrow at him,

He smirks before putting another hand on your hips. He breathes in, then without warning lifts you up. You squeal softly, realizing what was happening.

“Sugu–“ he puts you on his shoulder, his arm fully securing your weight, his other squeezing softly at your plush thighs.

“Smile, princess.”

𝙒𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙥𝙖𝙙: Star (@_ynyaan) ───⋆⋅☆⋅⋆── 𝐼'𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓁𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇 <𝟥

[sanjisboyfie]

suguru's cherished mornings

-> geto suguru x male reader -> really short sorry idk i just had to publically show how much i love him.

-> still jjk universe but the one where this babe doesnt become anakin skywalker and defect away from everyone <3333 because i like to imagine this alternate universe a LOT

his black hair sprawled over the sheets, unfortunately getting painfully pulled by you when you're still sleeping. he winces as he feels it being pressuredly pushed down onto the mattress, giving a slight tug to his sensitive scalp and affectively waking him up.

he doesn't have the heart to even be remotely annoyed or angry with you. not when you look so peaceful sleeping. not when you're so effortlessly handsome it feels almost like his heart physically stops beating at your effortless charm.

he is just that in love with you.

the way you could make doing nothing but sleeping look like art was something special only to his eye, because he was the only one that had his eye on you. or, at least, that's what he tells himself to sleep better at night (he would very much rather not think about the probably high number of individuals that also find you attractive, it'll just put him in a sour mood).

he won't wake you up. instead, he props his head up onto his palm and continues gazing at you lovingly. sure, it can be a little bit creepy, but...okay, it is just creepy, but he just loves you so much. he might pick up the book that's resting on his bedside. he'll sit against the headboard as he reads, smiling softly when you so naturally shift your body to now be hugging his legs and resting on his lap.

one hand will hold the book up for him to read whilst the other traces mindless shapes on your back.

suguru loves touching you, whether it be in the smallest grazes of his fingers or those more heated moments, he loves, loves, loves touching you. it makes him happy - genuinly.

it's his own way of grounding himself, reminding himself that you're really there with him, next to him.

his large hands will run up and down your back until you eventually wake up. the book he's reading returns back to the bedside and he immediately focuses all of his attention on you.

"g'mornin', baby," he'll gently say, shuffling to hold you in his arms and kiss the top of your head, "did you sleep well?"

a tired hum is all he gets in response, but you can still feel him smiling against your skin. you return the question, your voice gravely as you speak.

then he's pressing his face into the crevice between your neck and shoulder, humming in delight as he gets to really take you in, through all of his senses.

he has you in his arms, obviously he can see you, and the last is that he is drowning in your natural scent.

he's obsessed, at this point.

"slept perfectly, as always," when i'm beside you - that's the last part of the sentence that suguru doesn't voice, for some reason.

his arms tighten around your waist. and now you're the one carding your fingers through his hair, to sooth him and relax that tight grip on your body. he doesn't know it, but it's practically suffocating.

gently, as you predicted, his hold does loosen up and allows you to sit in his lap now without him cutting off your circulation.

"should we stay in for a little while longer, babe? are you still tired?" he asks you, but doesn't get a response. all he feels is your body comfortiably slotting in with his and the arms you had around his neck loosely falling into your lap.

"silly boy," he chuckles, finding your habits endearing and amusing. you woke up, just to get comfortable in his lap and then fall back asleep. "i love you,"

there's a low hum that comes from your chest and he takes that answer with glee. he knows you would have said it back if you had the energy or that keen awareness.

_

when the two of you finally do have the energy to get out of bed, the morning finally starts in the bathroom. you're brushing your teeth standing next to each other, suguru sometimes childishly making funny faces at you in the mirror.

you almost choked on the toothpaste in your mouth when he fulls a particularly funny face. some other mornings you're sitting on the bathroom counter with suguru comfortably standing in between your open legs. his one hand will rest on one side of your lap with the other moving the toothbrush in his mouth. that hand near your lap will sometimes go underneath your shirt and start playing with the flesh of your hips.

it sometimes earns him a warning look, which he rolls his eyes at, but eventually does pull away to please you. the other times, though, when you let his fingers dance on your skin - those times he loves.

sometime in your morning routine, one of you will get a phone call from someone in jujutsu society to call you for a mission. usually, it's you since you're not a special grade like suguru. that means you're more high in demand for lesser grade curses.

he doesn't like that, though, so he often tags along with you wherever you have to go. doesn't like being away from you for too long. it makes him angsty. makes him worried.

he wants to be there for you if anything happens. or else he wouldn't be able to live peacefully.

but on the rare mornings, you don't get beckoned for work, the two of you are lounging in your small living room. two steaming cups of coffee are on the table as suguru watches the television with you scrolling on your phone.

your legs will most likely be thrown over his lap, a subtle way of letting him touch you. his hands will always find the skin of your ankle and calf to caress, going up and down your leg as if he was trying to lull you to sleep again.

he may or may not actually be trying to do that too, he wants you to stay here with him and only him for a while longer. and when you're sleeping, you're doing just that. it's his own little secret, though, as he'd never confess these underhanded methods he uses to monopolize your time and attention.

and its usually at times like that: the light pouring in through the opened window, the cups of steaming coffee in front of you two, that skin to skin contact, when suguru feels the most thankful for having you.

you make the mundane mornings something worth living through. he doesn't have to struggle and find reason to get out of bed, not when he has you there to hold his hand through the motions of it. you make his life exciting and he loves you dearly for all that you unknowingly do for him.

"hm, love you, [name]," he'll say out of nowhere.

it makes your head lift up from the couch cushion and away from your phone screen. he catches your e/c eyes with his own, smiling softly at your adorable face.

"love you too, suguru, always," you easily respond, sitting up to kiss his cheek and leaving a lingering scent of coffee on his skin.

but he doesn't wipe it away, he never would.

you collpase back onto the couch cushion into your comfortable position and suguru can't help but note how homey you look.

he loves when he gets to spend his mornings with you because those are the best parts of his day.

the mundane turned special in its own way, all thanks to you and the love he has for you in his heart.

[hyosonn]

suguru’s really not the type to get jealous

so let's say satoru approached you with a drunk demeanor at a party, casually exchanging cheek kisses and a hug. suguru just nods and smiles, seeing his best friend meet his girlfriend for the first time is alright fs

until you got an uneasy feeling to stay next to suguru after he pressed a button to max out the vibrator you're wearing

yeah, suguru’s not the type to get jealous at all

[1hot-mess-express1]

Suguru traces circles absentmindedly into the skin at the small of your back, only stopping to turn the pages of his novel as the morning sun creeps in. Placing the book at his side, he wraps his arms around you, leaning you back on the bed before crawling over you and sucking harshly at the space of skin at the juncture of your neck, grinding softly into your hips. You whimper as he moves down, mouthing over your clothed nipple “Morning princess,” he smirks, voice heavy as his head moves between your legs, sucking on your clit hard, earning a high-pitched whine that makes him rut into the mattress. He loved Sunday mornings.

[swearimnevergivingup]

DUMB LOVE, I LOVE BEING STUPID - suguru x reader

synopsis: it's hard being casual with geto suguru. he feels the same way, you just don't know it yet.

content: suguru geto/reader, blowjobs, explicit smut, friends with benefits, mild(?) angst, unrequited feelings but not really ya know (1.3k words)

a/n: just two emotionally constipated fools... just TALK to each other guys i promise it won’t kill… obviously inspired by chappell roan's song. i kinda wanna make this a series and i have a part 2 drafted already but let's see how things go! this is my first time being on tumblr in like 8 years so i'm new to everything BUT i hope you, dear reader, will enjoy!! please let me know your thoughts hehe <3

something must be deeply wrong with him, he thinks, from the sheer pleasure he derives from watching a pretty thing like you get ruined by his cock. 

you’re down on your knees for him, big doe eyes staring back at him, always so eager to please. your eyes are wet with tears that are threatening to fall, mascara smudged ever so slightly. still, he watches as you take more of him into your mouth, struggling all the while, until you’ve got his full length down your throat. 

“good girl, you’re doing so good baby,” he groans. he’s got your soft hair gathered in his fist like a makeshift ponytail, guiding your head down to take him deeper. you whine a little, but eventually relax your throat to allow him to use it as he pleases. he fucks your throat like that, so warm, so tight, listening as you gag helplessly around him.

looking down at you, suguru feels like he’s tainting something pure, something gold and untouched - though with all that you’ve done together he knows that’s hardly true at all. someone like you, looking at someone like him, of all people, like he put the very stars in the sky - he thinks he doesn’t deserve it, but he takes anyway.

from his position above you, he can see the arch of your lower back and the curve of your hips as you kneel on the floor. the room is quiet, save for his stifled moans and the lewd noises coming from your mouth as you please him. it sounds sloppy and downright nasty, and it’s music to his ears. 

you pull him out after he involuntarily gives a particularly deep thrust, gasping and blinking hard. your voice is hoarse when you look up at him again, stroking and kissing the sides of cock as you pant, “does that feel good for you?”

it's a rhetorical question, really. he smiles at you, petting your hair and bending down to give you a tender kiss on your swollen lips. when his lips meet yours, you moan, leaning in for more. so fucking cute. you smell as good as you always do and taste faintly like the strawberry cocktail you had in the bar earlier. he tells you it felt good, and to keep going, so you do - obedient as always - eagerly taking him deeper in your mouth as your hands grasp at his thighs.

he knows you’re a whore for praise, that you like it when he calls you love, or baby, when he whispers to you how good you look when you’re taking his cock in your mouth. he tells you exactly that, feeling the pleasurable vibrations all around his length when you moan in response to his words.

you’re struggling less than you were a few minutes ago - but he’s big and he knows your jaw must surely ache from trying to accommodate his size. he lets you control the pace for now, giving you time to recover from before. 

you swirl your tongue across his tip, bobbing your head and hollowing your cheeks, concentrating your efforts on his tip. his eyes squeeze shut in pleasure. your mouth feels so good, and suguru almost wonders if it’s him who should be down on his knees instead, worshipping you. 

he opens his eyes to find one of your hands in between your parted thighs, desperate to relieve some pressure, even though he just made you cum twice in a row. he should punish you for it, but god you look so hot, and he can’t exactly fault you for that. the sight of it pushes him off the edge, pleasure surging through him as he releases into your mouth. 

like a good girl, you swallow all of it. you even open your mouth and stick your tongue out to let him see, giggling as you tell him, all gone.

you might just be the death of him.

he knows you aren’t his, no, you could never be. even though you sit back and look at him with flushed cheeks and a coy smile, with something akin to adoration in your glistening eyes, he knows he could never have you. he tells himself it’ll be the last time, every single fucking time, but as much as he hates himself for it, he just can’t seem to break things off.

he’s in too deep, and he knows it full well. 

you have that kind of effect on him, making him feel things he’s never felt before. he’s found himself wishing you would stay longer, hating when you leave, but never making a move to stop you from scurrying off after your rendezvous together. he’s found himself wondering who you’ve been going on dates with for the past month, if it’s the same guy, or perhaps different guys, and if they please you better than he can. he wonders how you’re coping at your new job, if your colleagues are nice to you, and if you’re still struggling with your sleep. 

for the record, he’s self aware enough to know that it isn’t just about the sex, even though it may have started out that way. but somewhere along the way, just sex morphed into other things too, like missing you, wanting to talk to you, to laugh with you, to hold you, like he is right now as you curl up into him. it wasn��t just about the sex, even if you never stick around in his bed long enough for him to properly enjoy it anyway.

you’re probably the one thing he can’t have.

what suguru doesn’t know is that every time you gather your clothes to leave, your fingers linger for a little while longer on the door knob as you bite your lip in silent hope that he'll ask you to stay. he has no idea that you never let any other guy touch you, and that those dates are merely futile attempts at finding someone that could come close to him. your new job is going great, but you’re anxious and trying not to screw up, and you wish that maybe he could take you out for a lunch date sometimes so you get to see his face outside of the bedroom. what he doesn’t know is that all he has to do is ask, and you would be his in a heartbeat. 

you’re scared, scared of the inevitable heartbreak when he realises you’ve caught feelings and eventually cuts you off. you and him both, dancing a familiar dance, playing the same game of push and pull. it exhausts you, being around him, pretending, but you think it hurts you more to keep him away.

you know playing this dangerous game isn’t good for you, you feel the way it eats away at you when you lie awake at night wondering if the both of you could ever be something more, if he’s spending the night with someone else, or if he might be thinking of you too, and you curse yourself for allowing things to get this far. you hate to admit it, but you feel yourself wearing thinner and thinner, like a rubber band pulled taut and waiting to snap. 

you know you should end things, (try to) move on, date a nice boy who isn’t allergic to commitment, and stop having to nurse your aching heart, but you’ve never been able to say no to suguru.

no feelings attached, just sex, that’s what we both want, right?  

yeah. 

good.

he’s still idly tracing shapes on your back when you gingerly pull away from him and rise from the bed, eyes scanning across his room for your discarded clothes. you wonder if he’ll finally say something, ask you to stay, ask you to cuddle a little longer, but you know suguru, and he never does.

[sanemistar]

𝜗𝜚 vampire!suguru x fem!reader, reader gets called a bunch of pet names, a bit suggestive but nothing too crazy, this was so rushed so sorry for any mistakes 𝜗𝜚 back: jjk m.list

vampire!suguru who has been holding himself from sucking your blood for the longest time rarely ever does so because he doesn’t want to hurt you, you’re his precious girl. so him having you sat in between his legs as he senses your intoxicating scent is definitely not helping his case whatsoever. he finally reaches his breaking point. he is no longer able to restrain himself, he has lost control.

“what’s wrong, suguru?” you ask him softly when you notice that his grip on your waist gets tighter as he nuzzles his head into the crook of your neck.

“i can’t hold myself anymore, princess. i just want to taste your blood right now.” and before you know it, suguru sinks his sharp fangs into the exposed skin of your neck as he begins sucking your blood hungrily. you’ve never seen him act this way before, he’s always been so calm and composed. so you’re taken aback by the sudden action, overwhelmed by the sensation. you close your eyes as you lean back on your boyfriend’s shoulder, giving him better access to the exposed skin of your neck.

“good girl, now stay still for me, hm?” suguru orders as he keeps sucking your blood and you do exactly as he says, his movements are a lot slower now because he’s taking his sweet time savoring the sweet taste of your blood.

“su… suguru.” you call out his name repeatedly as you breathe heavily. the sensation is driving you crazy, your head feels light and fuzzy. at this moment your mind is only filled with thoughts of him and him only, no room left in your brain cells for any other thing to think about.

suguru stops sucking once he’s full and begins peppering the now bruised spot with chaste, gentle kisses. he turns you around and your eyes finally meet, revealing the look of desire in your boyfriend’s eyes as he licks a bit of your blood that’s been on his lips.

“your blood is so goddamn delicious, doll. and to think that only i get to have a taste of it..” suguru coos softly as he kisses the back of your hand. “i’m just so lucky, aren’t i?” he grabs your hand and entwines it with his own before he pulls you into a tight hug.

𝜗𝜚 taglist: @yueliie @ayrastv @sylusdoll

[isagid]

𝐃𝐎𝐆. | SUGURU GETO.

Suguru “Too big to talk shit” Geto. SFW.

You aren’t one to get shit-faced. Sure, you get tipsy, and sure, sometimes you trip over your feet and slur on your words at a party, but you don’t blackout. But here you are, drunk out of your mind, dizzy and legless as you lean against Suguru.

“And then— oh my god, Ru, you wouldn’t believe this shit.” You turn in your ‘seat’, hand slapping against his face lightly as it moves to circle around his neck. Your body is contorted, eyes murky as they catch the sneer he dawns at the previous encounter you’d made with his face, or maybe at the horrific nickname you never would’ve called him if you were sober.

“What shit wouldn’t I believe?” He’s unenthusiastic, ample fingers tracing butterflies onto the small of your back— a habit he’d told you about months before when he loudly informed you that butterflies are easier to draw than any other insect. His voice is bland, heated with the liquor on his breath, but you know with the way his toe taps against the ground he’s interested.

“She fucked him two doors fuckin’ down!” And there it is. There it is. His eye crinkles up, his brows furrow, his lip quirks, he exhales. It’s all subtle, none of it is emphasized or dramatic, but you like to think you’ve mastered the art of observing Suguru, even drunk and hazy and slung all over him.

“Hm,” That’s all he gives you. It’s not much, because Suguru swears and survives that he’s above gossip. It’s not much, but it’s everything you need to push forward, into his lap and with the story.

“Then, come next day, that one bitch from work, yknow the red head— or, god, fuck does she call it? Strawberry blonde? Whatever, anyway, so she sees her buying plan b and a goddamn zena. What a whore!” He stirs under you and you’re sure you’ve got him. You know he eats this shit up, you know with a best friend like Satoru Gojo there’s no way he isn’t judgmental and critical and prey to shit talking.

“Didn’t she post all that shit about her and her boyfriend going to Sakura-Zaka that day?” You know you’ve got him.

“That’s what i’m saying!” Your hand hits at his shoulder, big and broad, and your body stumbles into him a little bit.

“Plus, isn’t he dating her uncles daughter?”

“Ohhh my god, Sugu!” Another awful nickname to add to the list. “You do listen!”

“What a dog.” You giggle— a crass little noise— and you’re sure only Suguru Geto makes you like this. You’re sure you’d only feel so comfortable drunk to the point of discomfort, all squirmy in his lap, laughing and mean and adoring of him.

“Never say that again, are you fifty?” He grumbles, so low you can feel it in your spine, and you shiver against his skin.

There’s a lot to Geto that you can feel in your bones. You think, maybe, he was meant to be there— locked in somewhere between your femur and your pelvis, or stuck in your ribs. And right now, drunk and bubbly, you’re sure you can feel him inside all of your organs and blood vessels and veins. Right now, you are sure Suguru is part of you.

“I’m glad you’re not a dog, Suguru.” He squints at you, wide face all beautiful and a little sweaty. And then he smiles— just a hint of one, smug above his jaw— and lifts one of his big, big hands up to the back of your head.

“Yeah, who would you be able to bitch to about that?” But he knows what you meant, and you may be fucked up but you think he means it back. You think if he were someone else (maybe Gojo), he’d tell you he was glad you weren’t a slut. You think if he were someone else, he’d tell you he wants to kiss you.

But he’s Suguru, so he doesn’t do the first thing and he doesn’t do the second. Still, he holds you in a way that makes you feel so small and so warm you can’t breathe.

It’s quiet, peaceful and whole. It feels like home. After a beat, Suguru lifts his other hand to your cheek, gives it a swipe he hopes you’ll forget in the morning, and finally gives you a world shattering grin. You think now that that was his declaration of love.

“So what’s gonna happen if that hyena finds out?” So, filled with so much love you don’t know how to handle it, you start up again.

[wormdevourer]

guys I have had the most confusing opinion on Geto since I was introduced to his existence

like at first I hated him, bc of his desire to eradicate everyone 💀

then I hated him because of that + what he did to gojo (kfc)

THEN I hated him for being mean in shibuya, but then learned that wasn’t Geto but Kenjaku,,

and then I was like,, yknow,, he’s kinda cute,,

and now I literally love this man <3

[2tyongs]

one last time.

bf!suguru x gn!reader

genre. angst

warnings. none!

a.n. here's a little smtg i wrote a while ago! i was thinking abt making this longer with another part when they meet again in jjk0 but i'm not sure yet. enjoy!

"i'm sorry it has to be like this."

you and suguru stand in the pathway of jujutsu tech as he tells you the news that he's leaving. he's sure you've heard about what he's done and he wanted to be the one to tell you about his departure, no matter how painful he knows it will be for the both of you.

the beautiful weather outside is a stark contrast to how you feel right now. you feel as if your world has been flipped upside down. you knew how suguru felt about non-sorcerers lately, but you never thought that it would've gone this far.

suguru looks at you with a deep frown on his face. he doesn't want to leave you, but he has to. he's standing firm on his decision, but seeing the heartbreak and pain that's etched on your face is enough to almost make him reconsider what he's doing.

almost.

"it was always going to be this way." he tells you with a small hint of pain in his voice. he's trying to ease your distress but it's not working. with every word he says, he just watches the hurt intensify.

it's taking everything in him to not touch you, hold you, kiss you one last time. but he can't. he knows that if he does it now, he'll never leave.

a small, angry part of you wants to blame tsukumo for even inadvertently giving him the idea, but you know that she didn't think that he would go and do something so rash. and even if she hadn't told him, he would've found a way. if it hadn't have been her, it would've been someone else.

suguru looks at you as you start to cry. he notices the turmoil on your face before you look away and harshly wipe the tears from your eyes. he watches as you try to make it seem like this isn't hurting as much as it is.

he walks up to you with his eyes full of desperation and gives in to his desire to hold you, cupping your face in his hands. he tries to memorize the feeling of your skin in his palms and studies your face as if this is going to be the last time he'll ever be this close to you, because it might just be.

"i love you." he says softly, his voice heavy with emotion as he wipes your tears with the pads of his thumbs. "i always will. remember that."

when he says those words you hold onto his forearms tightly, not wanting him to leave. you let out a small sob as you mutter about how much you love him. your words are filled with emotion as if you're begging him to stay without saying it directly, even though you know your efforts are in vain. he's already made up his mind.

suguru puts his forehead against yours, your noses brushing lightly as he looks at you with dewy eyes, his gaze containing all the emotion he feels but won't let out.

"kiss me." you blurt out, wanting to prolong this moment for as long as you can. "please, suguru."

he could never say no to you. he gives in to you one last time when he leans in and connects his lips with yours. the passion and affection that he feels for you is unwavering and you can feel it from his touch and his sweet kiss. your embrace becomes urgent and desperate as he wants to convey all the feelings he's had for you for so long into this one kiss. your last kiss.

the two of you pull away and suguru gives you a kiss on the forehead before giving you a look that is heartbreakingly tender. he sighs softly and takes his hands away from your cheeks, pulling away from your hold on him. "it's time." he says quietly.

suguru starts to walk backwards and you give him a small, weak smile. "be careful, suguru." you tell him. you try to sound firm in your words as you usually would when he would go off with gojo on missions, but this time is different. now, your words just sound sad and desperate.

he chuckles, remembering all the times you've said that to him and your heart clenches at the sight and sound, knowing that this is the last time you'll ever see his gorgeous smile.

"don't worry about me, my love." he calls back. "take care of yourself." he says gently. and with that, he turns around and walks away.

you wipe your tears, letting the reality sink in. this was the last time you got to hold suguru, tell him how much you love him, be in the line of his affectionate gaze. you watch him walk away and almost contemplate running to him and telling him you're coming with him. but you know you can't do that. his beliefs are too extreme; too unrealistic, even if he does have his reasons.

no matter how much you love suguru, you know you can't let that sway you. you have to stand your own ground, just as he is, and accept the inevitable. at this moment, you and suguru have become rivals by default.