#Suguru geto

[tsukuhoe]

VIRGIN!JJK FIC RECS

something about virginity loss fics makes me sooo wet... req by anon ^^ adding onto the list whenever i find more <3 mdni, nsfw content!

gojo digimon—but making u cum is my real hobby - blkkizzat strongest sorcerer virgin - megumiluv virgin and unexperienced bf!gojo - fatal fairies number one sorcerer (and virgin) - inmaki nerds do it better - sugugasm virginity loss & riding - creamflix inculpatus - jaegerbby teach me how to pleasure my future wife (you) - fvsm4x

geto reformed player!geto - akicult virginity loss & riding - creamflix losing your virginity to geto suguru - yasu-1234 his favourite - h34rtbeat just let me love you - sttoru salvation - puppykento inked - choslut

nanami she said it's her first time - classyrbf sins of the flesh - semisgroupie perfect lover: the life of nanami kento the 35 year old virgin (series) - kanekisfavouritegf

yuuji oh my god, pretty - lokissweater virgin!yuji x virgin!reader - nana-au bff & virgin!yuji - nana-au yuji x f!reader - ickyuji

megumi best friend megumi fushiguro - onismdaydream megumi's birthday - mommypeick first time having sex is awkward - wild-jackaloupe how to fuck 101 - chosok-amo i think i'm ready - romantichomocide95 first time - megvmijx

yuta that boy is mine! i can't wait to try him! - rosesaints gummy bear - loveanddeepdick right here - love-jelly smile, you're on camera - seraphdreams

choso virgin!choso - teasingchoso choso kamo x f!reader - jaegerdilf mind body and soul - admirxation cherry blossoms ( 1 2 3 4 5 ) - sellenite cherry smoke clouds - kleftiko he's such a (hot) looser - classyrbf emo boy - krys4h

toji sins of the flesh - semisgroupie

taboo crush - spideyyeet best friend's dad - nanaslut

sukuna virgin!sukuna - screampied

etc jjk!boys x virgin!fem reader v!rgin killa - screampied asking the jjk characters to take your virginity - nanaslut cherry popper - satorusugurugirl

[blueberryfics]

gym buddies

You tag along with your partner for their workout.

Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Kento Nanami, Shoko Ieiri, Choso Kamo, Takuma Ino, Toji Fushiguro, Yuki Tsukumo

f!reader

CONTAINS: fluff, crack, suggestive in a few but mainly Suguru’s and Toji’s, you get injured in Takuma’s

My blog is 18+. Minors please DNI!

[curryluvr69]

[fushiguho]

oh to be perched on suguru’s lap, back arching away from his chest as he mindlessly stretches you ouuuut on his fingers. they’re almost as mean as his voice, talking nothing but shit in your ear—telling you how sloppy your pussy is for him, how nasty you are for letting him use you like this, how you’re dripping down his wrist like a slut.

how you’re whining like one too.

“you’re loud,” it’s a warm breath to the crook of your neck. roughly, he’s taking your jaw into the palm of his hand, craning your head back to rest against his shoulder. “gotta keep that mouth occupied too, huh?” several fingers are creeping past the drooling crack of your lips, effectively stuffing you from head to toe. “yeah? fill all of those messy little holes for you?”

instinctively, you’re tightening up around his mean digits, saliva seeping from the corners of your pretty lips as you flail in his lap. you’re not there, not really—you’re gone, hips rutting against the palm of his teasing hand, chasing the fleeting stretch of his fingers like it’s the last thing you’ll ever fucking do.

his first mistake was not tying you up, duly noted. part of him wants to laugh watching as you reach between your sprawled thighs, desperate fingers inching toward your poor, aching clit. he watches as you spread yourself impossibly wider, arching further into his embrace as you touch yourself, brushing against his pummeling fingers that are repeatedly sinking inside of your cunt.

“what?” he laughs a little, quickly swatting your hand out of his way. “my fingers not enough for you anymore?”

“f–mmmph—!”

“i’m sorry?” his voices pitches in mockery, a wicked grin cracking along his maddeningly beautiful face. suguru’s fingers are sliding out of your wet mouth and moving to grab your face instead, forcing your lips into a pout. “can’t understand you with your mouth full,” he drops his head to kiss you once, a sweet wisp of saliva tethering your bottom lips. “say it again.”

“pleasefuckmeee,” you manage in a breathless gasp, reaching for his hand, his face, anything. “please, p-please, please?”

he only laughs against your skin, his mean fingers briefly slipping out of you—moving to indulgently slither up the expanse of your hot, drooling cunt then—plap! plap! plap! you wince, body jolting in his grasp as several, tender slaps land against your swollen clit.

“nah, you’re gonna cum just like this,” he grits, sinking his fingers all the way back inside of you with a loud, horrific schlop! “juuust like this… all over my fucking hand, y’hear me?”

you’re delirious, nodding stupidly as he begins to hook his hand beneath the crook of your knee. the discernible tremble of your thighs only encourages him spread you wider. that poor, bare cock aches so unfairly beneath the writhe of your body, hotly pressing against the underside of your thighs, leaking.

“that’s all you fucking need—a couple fingers to suck on and a couple more to stuff that slutty pussy full, right?”

suguru grants you no time to answer him as he’s nodding your head for you, long fingers sinking into your warm skin while forcing your head up and down, answering his own question.

he mutters something nasty against your perspiring skin, pressing his nose to the divot beneath your ear before inhaling deeply. you whimper when his tongue darts out, licking a long, sloppy strip up your flesh, greedily tasting the sweat that trickles down your neck.

you try to moan, but it catches in your throat, desperate hips canting forward into every filthy thrust, mouth open and drool spilling down your chin. suguru notices, raising a hand to drag his thumb over the mess of saliva that adorns your flesh.

“god, you’re a mess.” he groans and it’s almost endearing.

the pads of his fingers begin furling upward, warm palm grinding into your clit with every sloppy plunge, and you’re reeling. you can hardly breathe, choking on every breath you attempt as you tense around the numbing stretch of his digits.

“oh,” suguru gasps in feigned incredulity. “is that it? you cummin’, baby?”

you nod—violently, desperately—every part of you begging, surrendering.

“come on,” he smiles wickedly. “let me feel it.”

abruptly, he’s forcing your head back, lips latching to the heat of your throat as you buck against his hand. a big, relentless thumb is glissading over your clit with enough pressure to make you break—mouthing off nothing but incoherent pleas and fragmented renditions of his name.

it’s not long before you’re crying out for him, body faintly convulsing as you cum around his perfect fingers without even realizing it. you’re sucking him in deeper, pushing your hips into the curl of his fingers while you whimper his sacred name over and over and over again.

“there she issss,” he coos, sliding out of your messy hole to pat your clit thrice, sloppy splatters of slick flying. “that’s my gooood, slutty girl, huh?”

suguru groans as your pretty mouth gapes, mentally snapshotting the way your body reacts as he stuffs three, greedy fingers back inside of you, fucking you all the way through it—deep, heavy strokes as you drip down his steady hand, gleaming arousal kissing his palm.

you’re gasping, fighting the urge to snap your legs closed as he begins to shift beneath you, sliding his bare cock between your sticky lips. his mouth moves over your shoulder, breath hot as he wordlessly raises your wobbly hips, pressing the weeping head of his cock against your fluttering hole.

he smiles against your skin, cock jerking. “still wanna fuck?”

[sanggchu]

wow, look at this cool shirt Satoru got him!!!

[waanjams]

them

[otakuzdreamland]

#dreamrecs 💜💙

Baby You're No Good Masterlist/ Clan Leader Geto headcanons

Part One - Part Two -Part Three - Part four- Part five (angst ending)- Part Six (happy ending)

Pairings - Cult leader/clan Leader Geto x F! reader (also gojo x reader/ potential Satosugu x reader depending on the end!)

Summary - You have been promised to marry the psychotic, human hating leader of the Geto Clan, Suguru. Your heart sinks at the wedding when you realize you're likely to be ended once you've fulfilled your duty, giving him an heir. He detests you on sight, as do you, but something happens the first time you lay together, Suguru swears you're some witch, because he can't get enough of you. He becomes consumed with fucking you, with the excuse of 'having an heir' but you begin to wonder just where the lines are blurring. Would you survive this- and will Suguru survive being with you?

CW- Arranged marriage trope, ENEMIES TO LOVERS, psychotic Geto lol- lots of hate sex, Suguru calling you a stupid monkey, angsty in places, FULL of smut. Reader is a virgin bc she's sheltered due to been promised to him. Reader is FEISTY asf and mean right back. Explicit sex and Geto being whipped/insane/obsessed and an ass. Gonna be angsty and emotional, and messy- possible open ending -Six parts- WC so far - FINISHED - WC - 45k

Playlist -Headcanons below! (More hcs here) - Ao3

Clan Leader Geto who finds out he's forced to marry a human of all things!? A pathetic, pretty human with absolutely no cursed energy, so he detests you on sight.

Clan Leader Geto is disgusted by the thought of having to be with you, he certainly doesn't want to kiss you at the wedding. Sure he sleeps with members of his cult, and he can see you're gorgeous, but mortals just have no pull for him. When you're walking up in these pretty white robes for their wedding day, he tries not to even look in your direction.

Clan Leader Geto doesn't realize you are terrified, you've heard just how insane this curse user is, and you certainly don't want to be with someone like this. Sure, he's a beautiful man, his long silky black hair, his violet eyes that land on you for just a moment, he's tall and has the perfect jaw line, but you can't be interested in him, when full of fear. But, you must do your duty.

Clan Leader Geto leans down and gives you a perfunctory kiss as you all get married, you see all the women who are obsessed with him whispering about you, making you lower your head, as Suguru tries to figure out just what it was that he felt from you, glaring and grabbing your wrist. 'do you have any cursed energy?' you pull back your hand. 'you already know the answer' so why then does he feel something odd from your energy!?

Clan Leader Geto decides to ignore whatever thoughts those are, laughing and having a goblet of wine as he talks amongst the actual people that matter, the people with cursed energy, and unfortunately the members of the Geto clan, who annoy him to no end. But he tolerates them, as they help him garner more power, after all. When he sees someone dancing along with you at the party, something makes his jaw clench, and why!?

Clan Leader Geto is forced to have to spend the night in the luxurious room they have set up for the two of you, he walks in and sees you in some translucent nightgown, which hits him in the gut, and he can't really figure out why, except he is a man, and his body is reacting, but he just narrows violet eyes at you, while you're brushing your hair in the mirror. You stand up nervously, giving him just a little lowering of your head, before you look at him with frightened eyes, he chuckles a bit, undoing his green and gold belt, then untying his hair, letting it fall softly.

Clan Leader Geto steps to you with an open robe, showcasing a strong chest and defined abdomen, his perfect skin stretched to fit such muscles, stepping closer as he assesses you, murmuring 'guess we should get this over with' your heart beats out of your chest, completely unsure of just what that entails aside from what you've heard, you've been very sheltered as his promised bride. 'must we?' you ask, earning his mean laugh. 'I don't want to anymore than you do, monkey' you glare now, undoing your gown and letting it fall to your feet, watching his thin nostrils flare, his lips part.

Clan Leader Geto is momentarily stunned at the sight of your body, cock already straining in his pants, he instantly hates you more for your stupid effects, as you step to the futon, decorated in blacks and reds, spreading your legs and showing a perfect, pretty little pussy making his mouth water, not that he'd admit it. He disrobes and you see his cock, huge, he steps forward, grabbing you by your hair then, tilting your chin up. 'Do you even know what to do?' your jaw clenches, as he leans forward, the prick of him pulling your hair making you want to cry out in pain. 'no, I do not, but I'm ready'

Clan Leader Geto chuckles, pressing you pack and grabbing you by your hips, before sucking on his two fingers, lewd as his cheeks hollow, then sinking them in your cunt, making you cry out at the stretch. He is cursing internally that you're that tight, because he won't in fact fit easily. 'Tsk, now I'll have to prep a monkey, detestable' you gasp at him, hips arching up 'and I have to fuck a psycho, detestable' at that Suguru snaps, curling his fingers up and hitting some spot that makes you gush down his fingers, as he scissors them faster and faster, nipping at your breasts, earning your smack and his glare 'you dare smack me?' you panic, realizing your folly, but he's hitting some spot that feels too good, so now you're panting, as his cock is leaking precum, ready to slip inside

Clan Leader Geto sinks into your tight entrance, he gives you no mercy or room to adjust, eyes dilated as he sinks so deep you're screaming out, nails digging into his biceps, still scowling at him 'get it o-over with' you whisper, he tries to stifle a moan at how good you feel, better than anything, wondering just what the fuck you are. 'oh, so done with me already, monkey?' he taunts, pumping in and out of your tight little cunt then, and you ignore how good it starts to feel, holding in every sigh, just glaring 'just give me your heir quickly' he loses himself then, burying his face in your neck, there he can allow his eyes to shut in ecstasy, as he fucks into you, feeling your walls flutter despite your words

Clan Leader Geto wants to hear your moans but you refuse out of spite, but when he leans up and pushes up your thighs, and his huge, veiny length is hitting your cervix, you have to cover your face, earning him yanking your wrists down. 'I'll look upon you' he pins your wrists up, fucking harder and harder until you can't stop the orgasm that happens, making you whimper, eyes rolling back, mouth open in this slutty O, and Suguru can't take how sexy you look, he busts so deep inside you, cumming more than he ever has, loads of hot sticky white ropes deep, and he pauses then, as your eyes lock on each other, just staring at you for far too long before you glare 'you're all done, could you get off me?'

Clan Leader Geto fucks you the next night, but he's tired of you acting like you don't like it, so he leans back on his knees, seeing the bulge of his cock in your tummy, finding your clit with his thumb and watching you fall apart, thighs clenching his hips as you whine pathetically. 'stop that!' he chuckles now 'why, monkey?' you grip his wrist, feeling the climax starting, the pressure in your tummy when he rolls it in circles 'just cum inside me, stop doing th-that!' Suguru can't stop, not when he watches you fall apart, feels you cumming all over his cock, no he needs to get you off again. Using it as an excuse to keep cum inside you, he's fingering his cum back in you the next night, making you jerk and twitch, and then he realizes he just needs more.

Clan Leader Geto can't STOP thinking about fucking you again, and again, to the point he's got you in his office, fucking up into you leaned back in his seat, then he decides no he needs more, and he's got you cockwarming him as he starts his cult meetings. He toys with your clit as you soak his cock, chuckling in your ear - 'you're so slutty now, huh' earning you clenching your pussy so tight he almost busts, scowling at you. You hate him more when he's licking your pussy soon, you're yanking dark locks, the feel of his tastebuds in your pussy is far too much 'this isn't how heirs are m-made, just f-fuck me, you psycho' you try to detatch his mouth, but it's already sucking on your clit, as he gets this taste of you, he's ended, and can't stop, only pulling up with glossy lips and dilated eyes to smirk up at you 'it'll help make... heirs, foolish monkey' you shake your head and he's chuckling as he's lapping up your wetness 'orgasms help it take, hmm?'

Clan Leader Geto finds every opportunity to eat out his new bride, with the intention of course of getting her pregnant sooner! there is no other reason, he justifies, couldn't be that your taste drives him insane, or feeling your walls quivering around his tongue makes him cum from just that, soon you're just getting eaten out and he's not fucking you, making you cum over and over on his mouth, whenever he asks you to see him, that's what he's doing, and you're starting to forget how awful he is, your stupid head too fucked up from orgasms. His assistant walks in on his head buried between your thighs, the one he used to fuck actually, and she clears her throat as Suguru looks at her and glares - 'what- m'busy' you close your legs nervously, adjusting your robes as the assistant sighs 'we have that cult meeting, Mr. Geto' he frowns, because he'd rather eat you out than do that, and you remember then, he's horrible and psychotic, and hop off, leaving in a rush.

Clan Leader Geto finds you crying later because the people in his group are calling you worthless, a monkey, this and that, things he calls you, but for some reason he's infuriated, as he sees tears streak down your face 'I hate it here! I do!' you're shutting him out now, as you realize you're the only human in a place full of people who don't want you to exist, mainly your husband, a husband although you've had sex with countless times, you have never even kissed, a husband who hates you. After ignoring him for weeks, he begins to jerk off to the thought of you, begins to take your underwear and lick it, as he strokes his cock, ignoring every advance, too stubborn to admit he wants more with you. How can he!? You're a stupid monkey after all, so he just keeps pleasuring himself as you pull away, as you lock your door, until you finally come in and say - 'I'm pregnant, it's... we don't have to again' and Suguru drops to his knees.

Buy me a glass of wine🍷 - Gen Masterlist - ©All works by Madamechrissy you may not reproduce

[sadbenedict]

granpas back!!!! nothing bad happened, they're alive, bought a house and look after their grandson.

+ bonus

[luvley-cherries]

I refuse to be controlled by a calendar, Happy Easter everybody 🐇✨

Have a Bunny Geto post for your Easter baskets 💕

[daemontargaryenwhore]

GURL BYE

[mildlyannoyedscoundrel-blog]

I mean I can’t be the only one thinking it

Sakamoto Days E02 - Sakamoto Tarou

[epickiya722]

Thinking about how Suguru and Yuji has similarities again and um...

Scenes where they take control of their right limb to restrain the being possessing them while these blue eyed, long lashes having pretty boys look on with blood on their faces.

Oh my gosh, not Suguru and Yuji smiling while they're dying from serious injuries and Satoru and Megumi looking on all sad...

...

[madaqueue]

IN YOUR BODY, IN HIS VOICE

you just need to hear his voice and you swear you’ll feel better. besides, a little rule breaking never hurt anybody…right?

pairing: suguru geto x f!reader

themes/content: smut. very guided phone sex/masturbation + a pinch of nipple play, lots of petnames (angel, darling, sweetheart, etc), i have no excuse i just need him to talk me through it tbh (wk: 1.8k)

a/n: thx to every beautiful little freak who voted in my poll for this :33 love you all hope you enjoyyyy <3333

You think you’re going insane.

It’s been less than a week since Suguru left for his work trip, and you genuinely think you’re losing your mind. Every little thing reminds you of him - the mug with a sip of stale coffee in the bottom, the towel that still smells like his shampoo, the rings left sitting on his bedside table.

You never noticed just how big they were, and you almost can’t picture the silver encasing his fingers…his hands…the way they used to cover your body, the metal cool against your hot skin-

Fuck.

And just like that, your thoughts were back to him again.

Has he always had this effect on you? Does he even know how easily he worked his way into your mind, growing roots there and blooming between your thoughts? Every beat of your heart seemed to call his name: Su - Gu - Ru.

Now your heart is beating even faster, begging for him. Suguru. Suguru.

It’s all too hot in your bedroom without him. The air is too stuffy, the comforters too heavy. The rough cotton scratches against your bare skin - unlike his, which softly cradled you with every touch.

God, you miss the way he would touch you. Smooth hands trailing down your back, up your neck, over your chest…

FUCK.

It’s been less than a week since Suguru left, and it’s the longest you’ve gone without sex. Maybe that’s why you’re losing your mind, it has to be.

It’s also, obviously, the longest you’ve gone without cumming since you started dating. The rules were clear: if you wanted to get off, he would be the one to do it. It was easy to agree - after all, he was so, so eager to help. It took little more than a quiet whine in his direction for your clothes to be torn off, Suguru already buried deep inside you. It got to the point where you were practically always flushed and ready around him, anything more than a hand trailing along your skin enough to set you off.

Of course, you also understood the constraints of this little arrangement: no touching yourself when he wasn’t there.

But now, it’s been days. You could feel your thoughts getting clouded around the edges, blurred with an insatiable desire. Suguru. Suguru. Suguru.

Surely, one little touch wouldn’t hurt…right?

Your hands move on their own, trailing down, down, down between your legs. Sliding your panties off your legs, you sink into the warmth of yourself. You try, you really fucking try to curl your fingers in the same way he does, to reach that one spot that has you seeing white. Yet, even when you pick up the pace, it’s not enough.

What the hell?

Did Suguru somehow manage to ruin you for yourself?

You grumble in disappointment, before a moment of clarity strikes you - you can just call him! Surely you just need to hear his voice, that should be close enough to the real thing, right? And it’s not like he’ll even be able to tell what’s going on; a win-win!

His name pops up on your phone as you hold it to your ear, fingers still toying with your needy clit.

“Hi angel,” he purrs through the other line.

A shiver shoots up your spine - god, you fucking missed him.

“Hi, Sugu.”

He adjusts the phone, soft crinkles of his uniform catching in the microphone. “What’s got you calling me so late?”

“Just missed your voice.�� And it’s not technically a lie - even just knowing he’s on the other line has your legs shaking.

“Oh?” he lets out a low chuckle. “Well, how am I to deny my pretty girl?”

You try to stifle the whine bubbling from your lips, but between the taunting softness of his voice that tickles your skin like a soft fur, and the increasing pace of your hand pumping in and out, it tumbles out before you can stop it.

Everything freezes for a moment. Maybe he didn’t hear?

The other line goes dead for a second, before you hear his breath crackling through the speaker.

“What are you doing, angel?”

Fuck. FUCK. “N-nothing?”

“No, I don’t think so.” You can hear a smirk through the words.

“I-”

“You know better than that, don’t you? To lie to me?”

“Suguru, look-”

“Let me tell you what I think is happening.”

Your motions still, your stomach clenching in anticipation.

“I think that my poor, sweet baby missed me too much and got a little desperate. I think she tried to get herself off, but realized it just wasn’t the same without her dearest Suguru.” The sweetness dripping from his tone lands in your open mouth, waiting. “I think she decided to call me in the hopes that I wouldn’t notice, or at the very least, wouldn’t punish her for disobeying. Isn’t that right?”

“Mmmmaybe,” you whine, thighs rubbing together in earnest. In fear. In desire.

For a moment, the only sound is your breathing, forcing shaky exhales from your lungs.

“Well, I guess I better help my poor desperate little slut, hm? Is that what you’d like?”

Even just his words have your head swirling, mind going foggy. You missed this, the effect he has on you. You do need him. “Yes, please, Sugu.”

His chuckle is more air than a laugh, almost a purr through the distorted speaker. “Okay, my dear. But you’ll do exactly as I say, yes?”

“O-okay.”

“First, take your hand from between your legs.”

He wants you to…stop touching yourself?

You question the order for a moment before obediently removing it, your fingertips still sticky as they rest along your stomach.

“Now, touch your chest.”

Hesitantly, you drag your palm up, gently groping your tits.

“Feels good, doesn’t it? Feels soft, right?”

And you’re almost too lost in the sensation, the gentle warmth radiating through your body, to respond, letting out a gentle hum as you knead into your flesh.

“Good girl,” he breathes, his own hand falling to palm at his growing bulge. Because even though he’s not saying it, he misses you too - the curves of your body, the swell and dips that make him melt into you. But not everything can be soft. “Place your fingers around your nipples. Start by just rubbing, fingernails circling around them.”

As you do, tingles spread from the surface into your ribs, into the beating of your heart.

“Now pinch. Hard.”

A choked gasp passes your lips at the mix of pain and shooting pleasure.

“Good job, angel. You like when it hurts, don’t you? Like to be reminded you’re nothing more than flesh and bone, a body made to be fucked, isn’t that right?”

“Y-yes,” you breathe, your voice already strained.

“Aw, I know, I know,” he coos, but there’s only a whisper of condescension in it. Because he’s no better, finding ecstasy in the unyielding rub of his swollen cock against his boxers, nails beginning to dig into his heavy balls.

Both of you soak in the throbbing pain for a moment, before he continues.

“Rest your hand on your heart, for me.”

It’s racing.

“You feel how your chest rises and falls with every breath?”

Each beat, his name.

“When you exhale, feel that wave of warmth spreading down your body. That arousal, that desire, that starts in your throat and moves all the way down, down, down. Pooling in your core, building there. Breathe with me, sweetheart.”

Inhale.

“It feels good, doesn’t it?”

Exhale.

“To be mine?”

Inhale.

“To be so desperate?”

Exhale.

Desire.

Inhale.

Exhale

Pleasure.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Suguru.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Suguru.

Suguru.

Suguru.

Everything feels soft, fuzzy. It’s all him, all Suguru.

You barely even notice the way his name falls from your lips, a chant, a prayer.

His voice is the only thing you can hear.

“I know, angel, I know.”

Inhale.

Exhale.

Suguru.

“You’re being so good for me, aren’t you? Doing just what I say?”

Inhale.

Exhale.

Suguru.

“Mmhm,” you whine.

Cool air rests behind your back as your hips begin rutting off the bed, searching for salvation. But you obey, your open palm still resting over your ribcage. Each beat of your heart, his name.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Suguru.

“You sweet, needy little thing.” His cock is out now, the quiet sound of him pumping his length almost audible to a more attentive audience, but it doesn’t even register as you listen, too lost in the lilting vowels, the softened consonants, the gentle purr of his voice, in everything that is him.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Suguru.

“Take your hand and trace that warmth, down, and down, and down. Follow it down your chest, your stomach, let your fingers just brush over your skin. It tingles, doesn’t it?”

Like electricity.

Like love.

Everything feels tight inside you, your breathing growing increasingly rapid.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Suguru.

“You’ve been so good for me, I think you deserve a reward for being so obedient, don’t you?” 

Inhale.

Exhale.

“Please, Suguru?”

And he’s smiling. “Slowly, take two fingers and trace up between your legs.”

When you finally make contact with your cunt, you can’t even stifle the moan that leaves your throat. Even at the faintest contact, you feel on fire, back arching off the bed, muscles clenching.

“Aw, you really were desperate, huh?”

“I-”

“It’s okay, sweetheart. There’s nothing wrong with that - you should feel like this, wanting to be touched, fucked, claimed. That’s what you’re made for, after all, isn’t it?”

Everything feels warm. “I-I am.”

“Yes, you are,” he purrs. “For being so, so good, why don’t you touch yourself properly, hm? Take that hand and rub your clit for me.”

When soft fingertips make contact with the twitching bundle of nerves, you practically scream. You never knew you could be so sensitive, heat shooting like lightning up your spine until it lands right back at your heart.

Each time you circle your fingers, your heart beats.

Suguru.

Your lungs expand.

Inhale.

Your muscles tighten.

Exhale.

“Suguru,” you whimper.

“Go ahead, angel.”

Inhale.

Exhale.

“Cum for me.”

Flames tear across your skin as everything goes white. Wave after wave of warmth crashes over you, your entire body convulsing under its weight.

Suguru.

Suguru.

Suguru.

A mantra.

Suguru.

A plea.

Suguru.

A prayer.

Suguru.

On the other end of the line, ragged breaths echo through his empty room as he releases onto his abdomen, coating his skin. And yet, he finds himself wishing it was your hand stroking his aching cock instead, your lips there to lap up his seed, your cunt there to milk him until you’re leaking with proof of his devotion. God, he fucking misses you.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” you find yourself babbling.

Body spent, you collapse onto the bed, now cool with sweat. Your thoughts still swim, treading through the waters of Suguru.

A chuckle breaks the silence of the call.

“Oh, I wouldn’t be thanking me just yet, angel,” he hums.

Your breathing picks up its pace, heart pounding loudly.

Inhale.

Exhale.

“Oh, you poor thing. Have you forgotten already?” he hums.

Inhale.

“You still broke the rules.”

Exhale.

“And disobedience deserves to be punished.”

Suguru.

[exquisink]

Imagine hating on me but i spend my free time maladaptive daydreaming about getting raw dogged by fictional men

[satocidal]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Cult Leader and his what?

a/n: just my thoughts about cult suguru and his assistant - i'll expand on this so soon because you need to have a meet ugly version of these two

But I always love to imagine Suguru Geto, cult leader! Suguru, to be specific with a non-sorcerer reader, again for the specifics, his personal assistant. It’s Big Bad Suguru, at the prime of his cult era right, 27-28 and just a fresh out college/in their last year reader (in my thoughts, it is a 7-8 year age gap) who somehow find each other and it just works, very well for them.

Nobody would be more shocked than Suguru of course - a monkey? In his office? In his surrounding, in a way that not even sorcerers were provided the privilege to? In his personal space? It beat all his logics - but he rarely cared for that when his documents were so perfectly arranged, when you were ever present at his beck and call, because maybe, it kind of serves his ego.

And because he does adore it when you use cutesy crafts on his documents (pretends he allows it because nanako and mimiko like it).

Thus, somehow, unlucky or not - you two work along, why, how, when and what don’t matter because it works.

Suguru is very non-chalant about it too, chime in with polite good mornings to everyone and then, maybe glance at you once. You would think he’s mean, rude even, manipulative in the very least - but Suguru maintains his relations well, if he’s chosen to trust his work force and his very ideas and plans with you (because of course, he loves rambling about that all the time) - he makes sure you can offer the same trust.

After all, that’s the basic idea of his cult too, isn’t it? Always trust in suguru. 

One would think he'd be mean, but i don't think Suguru truly is capable of that - especially since you are a college student (let it be, that you needed the money he'd giving); he has first hand experienced stress, albeit a different kind but he's no stranger to it - sure, distant could be a word to describe the intial phases of your relation.

But that's only prompted because he's unsure of how he'd end up reacting around you, you know? because you are such a stark reminder to everything he's left behind - reminder of what he wants to hate.

Still and yet, he tries and so do you.

It was a simple job, comparatively - and he paid handsomely, and through and through, he did make sure you weren’t dead anyways + rest of his family was actually open to talk to you, so that was endearing too. 

You can’t really see curses either right, so sometimes, if he’s chatty - mid-procession he’ll start muttering to you about the issue, or if not that, bitching about the wealthier suckers that come to him.

I like to think initially, Suguru would be hesitant still - but you have the skill set and since he forces you to not talk (you tried, it didn’t work) - you offer him a great listening partner. And thus, slowly, the distance slowly blurred.

Some late night work meetings where he caught you staying up late has him questioning your classes the next day, he begins asking about those classes itself, allowing you to work on some assignment if he has nothing for you to do - eyeing you carefully as you work. He begins allowing your lateness in the morning, especially if you look like you were running on less sleep - because he knows and understands.

Simple glances turn to muttered ‘mornings’ when you hastily provide him with the whatever-cult-leaders-do-schedule and the bitching about work-partners turns into slow conversations, just about anything. 

I like to think Cult Leader! Suguru would have the softest heart for his little assistant, despite what everyone believes.