#geto suguru x black reader

[merakidoll]

— the finale part of the anime tattoo shop! gojo / geto addition

warnings : reader is chubby and black! poly relationship, oral ( m ), gagging, spit, cum eating, phone sex? bi gojo and geto! geto refers to himself as daddy. my papa is mentioned!

mirah note! : this was such a fun series, hope to do more. thank you guys for joining me on this journey but the shop is now closed! 🎀

with one air pod in geto, let the tattoo gun shade in a small bit of eren’s tattoo. eren who sat mindlessly on his phone scrolling through his girlfriend’s pictures paying geto no mind. the room was silent; but the loudness in his air pod had his cock rock solid and jerking every once in awhile.

“such a needy fuckin brat. got our handsome boyfriend all hard while he’s doing a tattoo babe.” gojo really didn’t care about geto being hard, he just wanted a reason to tell you how it was, and you could only moan at his words. your mouth agape wrapped around his thick cock that slid back and fourth in your mouth. your throat burned at the constant gag of his fat head hitting the back of your throat but you would take him deeper if you could. “let me see her” gojo wasted no time answering his command, geto stopped tattooing momentarily and picked up his phone.

the camera was now flipped to show you on your knees, spit and pre cum all over your pretty face, your cheeks were puffy, and lash damp from the tears. he could see how slutty your outfit was; heels, a short skirt, thigh high bow socks, and a cropped sweater that left nothing to the imagination of what was underneath. “fuck mama” geto groaned, his adam’s apple bobbing while his eyes lowered ignoring the look eren was giving him. geto watched gojo remove his tan dick from your mouth giving you a small slap on your cheek at your whine of displeasure.

“shut up slut. show daddy how deep you can take my cock” your pink tongue flew out of your mouth. your mouth wide, so wide that geto got he view of how deep gojo slid his cock. “that’s a good girl” geto praised, balls full and cock bobbing in the sweats he wore. at this point he’d forgotten all about eren, his main focus being his lovers. “daddy loves his good girl” he didn’t hear eren’s ew or how he got up and walked out of the room, just watching the small print of gojo’s cock in your throat. “stuff her up baby boy. give daddies slut what she wants” your eyes fluttered shut, the back of your head being grabbed and your face being fucked.

gojo’s hands shook holding the camera, his voice shaky, legs trembling, and stomach tense. “that’s it baby - fuckkk” he stilled his pumping and let his cum fill your mouth, you gagged chocking not getting time to process it immediately going down your throat or breathing. but it didn’t stop your pussy from pulsing a cream puddle being made in your thong. “good shit” geto groaned throwing his head back his own cock dripping with pre cum. “get her ready for me go” geto said, then ended the call forgetting all about eren and his unfinished tattoo

[merowkittie]

nsfww suguru geto <3

suguru who’s strong arms are wrapped around your neck. he’s got you arched in front of him, body painfully creating a beautiful curve. your arms are tied behind your back with a pink ribbon, like a christmas present. he’s keeping you from running away from the bruising pace he’s set as he fucks up into you. his sweet doll.

“takin’ everything so— fuck— so good f’me, aren’t you baby?”

[purinipod]

whispers in the night

suguru keeps finding ways to slip into your life, his effortless charm making it hard to stay away. with every teasing nickname and subtle touch, he pulls you deeper into his world, blurring the line between danger and attraction. he suggests spending more time together, but his intentions remain unclear, leaving you caught between curiosity and caution. despite your hesitation, his confidence and the pull he has on you make it difficult to ignore him, leaving you with more questions and a growing sense of unease.

priest’s daughter reader x known delinquent suguru geto (your dad think he’s a bad influence on you)

written with black readers in mind, but anybody can read

the crickets chirped a steady rhythm in the night, blending with the occasional rustle of leaves in the warm summer breeze. you clutched your sweater tightly, the fabric barely shielding you from the nervous energy buzzing beneath your skin. it wasn’t the night air making your heart race—it was him.

suguru geto leaned against the rusted metal fence at the edge of the churchyard, a cigarette burning lazily between his fingers. his tattoos peeked out from under his loose shirt, winding across his forearms and disappearing beneath the fabric. a few of his piercings glinted under the faint moonlight, the dark sheen of his hair tied back in its usual half-up style. he looked like sin incarnate, which made meeting him just outside the churchyard feel all the more dangerous.

and intoxicating.

“you always keep me waiting, pretty girl,” suguru drawled as you approached, his deep voice carrying just enough teasing to make your stomach flip.

“i wouldn’t have to sneak out if you weren’t so—” you paused, waving a hand toward him, “you.”

suguru’s grin was slow, lazy, and entirely too charming. he flicked his cigarette to the ground, crushing it under his boot before closing the distance between you. “me? what’s that supposed to mean?”

you rolled your eyes, though you couldn’t stop the small smile tugging at your lips. “you know exactly what i mean.”

“enlighten me,” he pressed, his hands finding your waist like they always did. his touch was warm, steady, and completely disarming.

“you’re…you’re suguru geto,” you whispered, your voice barely audible over the cicadas. “the guy my dad warned me about since i was old enough to understand the words bad influence.”

suguru chuckled, low and deep, leaning down until his forehead almost touched yours. “and yet, here you are,” he murmured, his lips brushing against your temple. “sneaking out to see me. what does that say about you, sweetheart?”

your breath hitched, the heat of his presence making your resolve waver. you wanted to argue, to tell him this was wrong, but the way his hands moved to your lower back and his thumb rubbed small circles against your skin made it impossible to think straight.

“you’re impossible,” you muttered instead, pushing lightly at his chest, though you didn’t put much force into it.

suguru’s grin widened, and he pressed a quick kiss to your forehead. “and you’re perfect.”

he always said things like that, words that made your chest tighten and your stomach twist with emotions you couldn’t quite name. but this wasn’t a fairytale. this was real life—messy, complicated, and filled with risks. especially in a town as small as yours, where everyone knew everyone else’s business.

“what if someone sees us?” you asked, glancing nervously toward the church steeple in the distance.

“relax,” suguru said, his tone light but firm. “it’s late. no one’s gonna see us.”

“but if my dad finds out—”

“he won’t,” suguru interrupted, his hands moving to cup your face. his dark eyes softened, his thumb brushing gently over your cheek. “i won’t let him, okay? this is our thing. no one else’s.”

you hated how easily he could calm your racing thoughts, how the warmth in his voice and the steadiness in his gaze made you feel like everything might actually be okay.

“why do you do this?” you asked softly, your voice barely above a whisper.

“do what?”

“chase after me when you could have anyone else in town.”

suguru chuckled, shaking his head like you’d just said something ridiculous. “anyone else?” he repeated, his tone incredulous. “sweetheart, no one else is you.”

your heart thudded painfully in your chest, his words sinking in deeper than they should have.

“you’re everything, pretty girl,” suguru continued, his voice dropping to a near whisper. “the way you become so fucking shy when i call you mine, the way you always try to do the right thing, even when you’re sneaking around with a guy like me… you’ve got no idea how special you are, do you?”

your throat tightened, and you looked away, unable to meet his gaze. “you shouldn’t say things like that.”

“why not? they’re true.” he tilted your chin up gently, forcing you to meet his eyes. “i don’t care what anyone else thinks. not your dad, not the rest of this town. you’re mine, sweetheart. and i’m not letting anyone take you from me.”

the intensity in his voice made your knees weak, and before you could come up with a response, his lips were on yours. the kiss was slow and deliberate, filled with a tenderness that stood in stark contrast to his reputation. his hands cradled your face like you were something precious, something worth protecting, and for a moment, you let yourself believe it.

when he pulled away, you were breathless, your head spinning.

“still worried about what everyone else thinks?” he asked, his lips quirking into a soft smile.

you shook your head, unable to find the words.

“good,” he said, pressing one last kiss to your forehead before stepping back. “now, come on. i’ve got a blanket and snacks waiting. we’ve got the stars to ourselves tonight.”

and just like that, he took your hand, leading you away from the churchyard and into the quiet freedom of the open fields, where no one could see the way you smiled at him like he hung the moon.

taglist

@4eros @gojoshousewyfe (hi bookies)

@purinipod pls don’t steal or translate any of my work

[tojiscumdumpster]

i feel like husband!suguru would be amazing to you. he’s the type of husband that would have his entire world revolved around you. if he goes to the store, he’s always like, “i wonder if y/n would like this?” when he’s out with his best friend, satoru, he’ll ask him, “do you think y/n would like this?” knowing damn well, despite what satoru says, suguru will get it for you anyways. it’s not like he has anything to spend his money on. if it’s not tattoos or piercings, then he blows everything on you.

speaking of tattoos… your name was inked behind suguru’s ear the day he said he loves you. yeah, maybe that’s a bit bizarre, but to him it’s not. you were it for him. you’re the only person he wants to spend the rest of his life with, so why not tattoo your name?

husband!suguru loves you. everything about you. how you smell. your soft skin. the way the room lights up whenever you step in because your presence alone is stronger than the sun. he loves how your laugh is music to his hears that blooms a warm feeling in his chest that he never felt before. he loves how your curves melt into his body and the sound you make when you moan from his firm grips and wet kisses.

boyfriend!suguru was one thing, but husband!suguru? whew… feral wouldn’t even be the word to describe it. it feels different fucking you now that you have his last name. he’s possessive over you. he whispers in your ear how much he wants to breed you and excited to make you mommy because suguru seeing your stomach round and full of life that you two created would send him over the edge.

husband!suguru is soft with you, but would occasionally pick on you to start harmless banter. he thinks it’s adorable when you get riled up, and even more when you realize he’s doing that just to see you that way. he’ll always end it with “you know i love you, angel.” because he does.

husband!suguru loves you more than life itself.

[arkhatype]

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐎��𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

Warnings: Suggestive themes (but it’s in the very last sentence)

A/N: Loved exploring this reader! If you want to find her aesthetic board here it is. Also, shout out to @/narumi-gens and @/elusivemoon for volleying idea about this reader and suguru with me

Thinking about how Bookstore Owner! Reader inherited the shop from her sweet nana before she passed. Reader’s love of books came from both of her parents, but it was always her grandma who let her hide away in the shop’s secret nook and just immerse herself in every genre there is — mystery, fantasy, non-fiction, romance, poetry, etc…

- Thinking about how Bookstore Owner! Reader’s customers are always so shocked when she says that she double majored in business and psychology instead of something like literature, writing, or even library sciences, but she always says that being able to help people fall in love with reading is her passion

- Thinking about how everyone falls in love with Reader when they meet her. She’s such a ray of sunshine with a voice like honey and even though she’s always late to open the shop (which is crazy because she lives above the shop, but she can’t help that her bed is so cozy and her sweet child Tofu just loves sleeping on her chest and she simply cannot wake the baby ) they’ll always recommend her book shop as the towns best, especially since it also doubles as a small coffee shop

- Thinking about the first time Reader met Suguru. It was some random Tuesday night while she was taking out the trash. She was humming to herself and all of a sudden , this deep gravely voice says, “hey neighbor” to which she literally screams because no one is ever in the alleyway at this time and while she’s trying to catch hear breath this raspy timbre calls out again but it’s an “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you doll” and as she’s lifting her head to face this person and says “it’s alright” she comes face to face with the most gorgeous man she’s ever seen and the rest is history.

- Thinking about how Bookstore Owner! Reader cannot keep a plant alive to save her life. Before her and Suguru started dating she would always just admire his balcony that was decorated in a plethora of healthy, growing plants and when he moved in with her (since he converted his space into a recording studio for his band ) he brought his plants over to help decorate and anytime she post pictures on her IG story people will always swipe up and say things like “wow, who would’ve thought” or “I wonder how long it’ll take for you to kill this one” and she just responds with the side eye emoji and a simple “haha, you know they’re Suguru’s bitch” but only if it’s Gojo who messages her (because he’s literally the only one who messages her about it).

- Speaking of Gojo, he’s always over at Reader’s loft. He hates being left out of things so when Suguru moved in with reader he became their unofficial third roommate. They literally do everything together and the bookstore customers get so flustered when both Suguru and Geto come down the stairs on morning, they’re both yawning with hair tousled, and they both kiss reader on the cheek before they go over to the record shop. Reader thinks nothing of it until someone says that “they’re so jealous that she gets both of them”

- She quickly clarifies that that’s not the case, but it does put thoughts in Suguru’s mind when she tells him (but I’ll save that for a later date)

[rinsvg]

┊͙✧˖*°࿐ Yes, and? | Getou suguru

warnings: actor!getou, cheater!getou, reader knows Getou has a wife (doesn’t really care), singer!reader, female masturbation, fingering, clit stimulation, oral, slight nipple play, reader sucks getou off underwater, slight jokes abt getou being kinda voyeuristic,reader is apathetic towards the wife,reader is kinda an asshole, reader is written as a black woman anyone can read though!!!

Tag: @cindol

Yes, you knew he was married, and yes, you also knew before going into this you were breaking up a “healthy” home, but you also didn’t particularly care; you had needs just like any average girl. You couldn’t help it if the only way they can get satisfied is through a man—a married one at that.

You were walking through the hallway of getou vacation home, his getaway from hell, as he likes to call it. The one place where the two of you could meet in secret—well, you didn’t really care for it, hiding away from the tabloids, the paparazzi, and the reporters. You didn’t have a care in the world for it. Really, why do you have to hide it? Why should it be anyone’s business who’s dick you ride anyway?

But you also knew there was more to it than just hiding away from the paparazzi; he was trying to hide it from the one person whom he doesn’t want to know about his weekly escapades: his wife, his darling wife, the woman who spends her nights home alone while her husband fucks another woman. You always wondered what went through her head sometimes.

I mean, really, how doesn’t she know what he does during the weeks he spends away from home? Where the hell does she think he is? You didn’t know, nor did you practically care; you were still going to be fucking him regardless while she stayed home ignorant of it all. Sometimes you feel bad for the poor girl, her darling husband, as she likes to call him in her interviews, cheating on her with another woman while she’s home alone awaiting his arrival. Yeah, you almost felt bad, but also, it really wasn’t your business; she wasn’t your friend, so it's not like you owe her anything.

You pushed open the door to the master room you two were currently staying in as you saw Getou sitting on the bed, head in his head. He came in here hours ago after the two of you returned from the market in a hurry after you were spotted by a fan with a camera who walked up to you asking for a picture. As soon as getou spotted you leaning in to take the picture, Getou grabbed your hand in a hurry before rushing out of the market like his ass was on fire.

You were going to give the girl a picture and an autograph before leaving. Honestly, you didn’t understand. It's not like he didn’t know the two of you were famous before he got into this situation with you. Of course, you were bound to get spotted by fans eventually.

As soon as you asked him this, he got angry, yelling and bitching to you about his wife and his reputation as an actor—two things you truly didn’t give a damn about. It’s not like the both of you weren’t getting things out of this little “relationship” you got, so as far as you were concerned, you didn’t give a damn about his reputation or his wife.

“I don’t understand you,” you leaned against the wall. “Why are you so mad right now? Is it because of the fan? Oh, don’t tell me you're scared; she might’ve caught a picture of us as we were leaving. I didn't think it was possible, seeing as though how fast you were running outta there.” You chuckled as you tilted your head back. “Or are you scared it’s going to get out and make its way back around to your wife?”

“You truly don’t care, do you?" A sharp intake of breath was all you heard from him as he got up and strolled towards you, his face pulled of any indication of his anger. You didn't know if it was because he was an actor or if he just didn't care. "No, not really, if we’re speaking honestly here,” you shrugged as you pushed off the wall to meet him halfway.

“And what will the tabloids think about this—about us, mmh, sweet girl?" A hand brushed your hair back. "Well, for a couple of months, the blogs will talk, but after that, they’ll be on to the next thing, like always. It’s not like they’ll stop listening to my music; people say they would, but we both know they wouldn't." You tilted your head to the side, eyes low with interest. Was his voice always this hot to you?

"Well, I do. I’m a married man with a wife, and I'm a well-established actor. I’ll be ruined.” Getou spoke while rubbing his hands up and down your back slowly and sensually, like all things he does in life. "Hmm, and yet you continuously have sex with me; even with all those factors, quite a contradiction you have here." You honestly find it hard to care when he says those things.

You brushed past him before saying your next words: "Well, while you continue to sit here and throw yourself a pity party, I’ll be in the hot tub. Do join me when you’re over this little funk." And with that, you were gone to change and make your way downstairs to the hot tub, not really giving him a chance to say anything afterwards. I mean, why should you? You just gave him an offer; you knew he wouldn’t refuse being the man that he is.

You slowly stripped from your bikini cover, making a show of it. You knew he was watching you; he once laughed and called you conceited after you told him you knew of his voyeuristic tendencies. He never denied it, though.

You lowered yourself into the water until you was submerged up to your clavicle. letting out a long sigh of relief as the warm water relaxed your abused muscles.

You picked up the remote to the hot tub and pressed the button that had a picture of bubbles. You let out a low moan as you felt the bubbles hitting against your clit, you couldn't lie and say it didn't feel good. It was weird that the bubbles were positioned right under your clit almost as if they were designed that way.

You pressed the increase button, and the bubbles came out faster. You suddenly became horny as you moved your hand down to your clit and rubbed it softly while biting your lips. You knew he was watching, and it was only a matter of time before he grew restless. You moved your bikini panties to the side as your fingers rubbed your clit up and down, You slowly inched a finger in and out of yourself at a slow and steady pace.

"Mmm," you moaned lightly as you speeded up your pace a little.

You closed your eyes as your hands massaged your breast and pinched your nipples. The bubbles were still massaging your clit as you pumped your fingers in and out faster. mouth dropping as you felt yourself so close to exploding as your heart race increased as you felt his body sink slowly in front of you before you could do or say anything. You felt soft kisses being placed on your neck. You turned around and gave him a sly smile while massaging his neck with your hands.

You pressed your lips against his for a searing kiss that was even hotter than the water. Placing your hands on his shoulders, you applied pressure until he gave into your wishes and sat down.You straddled his lap and could feel his hard cock pressing up against your ass, you denied him immediate entrance, wanting to take your time with him.

You rubbed your hands up and down his well-defined pectoral muscles, spreading warm water all over his chest.You began to massage his shoulders, and getou moaned at the feeling of your hands and the warm water on his weary body.

Getou put his hand between them under the water in an effort to join your naked bodies, but you stopped him.“Not yet. While we're here I'll like to try something.”

You ran your hands down his chest and then over his abs, finally settling them on his thighs. You spread his legs apart and took a deep breath before diving under.

You'd never given head underwater before, but you were eager to give it a shot. Being in a "relationship" with Getou had allowed you to broaden your sexual knowledge, which you couldn't accomplish with other men.

You hummed as you wrapped your mouth over his firm cock, blowing a little but continuous stream of air out of your nose to keep as much water as possible out of your mouth.

The vibrations from your humming contributed to the experience, causing Getou to squirm in your presence.

You sank your claws into his chiseled ass to keep him still while bobbling your head up and down on his cock.

You continued your blowjob after a few seconds.

"Fuc-ck!" Getou moaned in delight. Getou could feel the unmistakable symptoms that he was going to come, but he didn't want to drown you, so he tapped on your arm to signal his impending release, figuring you would need to breathe. However, you did not stop. Instead, you increased your efforts and sucked on him even harder. "Darling, ah! I'm about to cum; you need to come up for air!"

You heard him but didn’t listen. You were determined to see your job through to completion.

“Sweet girl, you need to breathe!” he pleaded.

You were running out of air and knew that he was right, but you desperately wanted to make him cum in your mouth. You added a hand to stroke the base of his cock and fondle his balls, and that’s what did him in.

“Fucking hell!” he shouted your name like it was a prayer as he came into your mouth.

You released his cock from your mouth and finally came up for air. You spat out his load mixed with hot tub water, coughing a few times and taking deep breaths to get some much-needed oxygen in your system.

After catching your breath, you couldn't help but let out a laugh. “That was fun, wasn’t it?" Getou raised an eyebrow. “You almost drowned.” "Yeah, but it was still fun.”

“Stand up and turn around, and we can have some more fun, yeah." He didn’t have to tell you twice, you would be stupid to deny a good offer.

Getou was too busy sinking to his knees to hear the flashing of a camera going off. You did though, wondering if you should tell him or not before eventually coming to the conclusion to let it be. You knew his darling wife would hear about it in the tabloids first thing in the morning, but again, it’s not like you give a damn.

[slut4sugu]

bimbo reader x biker geto

omg I love this idea!! thank you dear 🫶🏾

! 𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒. warnings + including: fluff, smut, mentions of fingering, cunnilingus, black!fem reader

biker!geto who always looks so hot in all black | his silver piercings complimenting his handsome features. Though bits and pieces of pink could be found on him thanks to you. (Pink stickers littered on his bike, your favorite ring hanging on his favorite chain.)

biker!geto who lets you wear whatever your pretty heart desires | as long as it’s not too scandalous is the ‘wear what you want dear I can fight’ type.

biker!geto who can’t help but finger you in front of his floorlength mirror | after seeing you try on a dress you bought for your birthday.

biker!geto who sent a glare to the creep in the mall who was eyeing your short pink skirt | and how it would ride up just a tad to show your pretty laced panties

biker!geto who got you a pink helmet that you could decorate to your hearts content, and ofc wear for when you went with him for a ride.

biker!geto who felt a switch flip in him when he saw you walk out of the changing room of a boutique wearing that pink strapless dress | The way it hugged your boobs was just divine, your pretty gold necklace sitting just above the valley of your breast. You had no idea how good you looked in that moment, so when you asked Suguru felt it was his obligation to show you just how pretty you looked.

“Sugu pl- ah- please! Someone could come by!” You tried pleading with your boyfriend but it was near impossible trying to pull Suguru from this state once he was in it. His head buried in between your legs, his tongue devouring your hot cunt, slick covering his mouth and chin. The way he would groan into your sex was just sinful, seeing your rolled back eyes and mouth agape while wearing that slutty dress was making his dick twitch in his pants. “Just a little more, I know you’re close dear.”

biker!geto who did this TikTok with you, while actively ignoring texts from gojo who was waiting on you two to come meet up at carnival.

✉︎ suguruuuu: If you two are fucking again I’m using your card to pay for my shit 🙄

biker!geto who loves how much light you’ve brought into his life and the memories alongside them <33

[caramelcleopatraa]

happy holidays lovelies 🫶🏾

i know i haven’t been posting as much as i should be, i’m so sorry about that 😭 i’ve just been taking some time to chill and relax. buuuut that doesn’t mean that i’m slacking! like i always say, i do be posting on @/fentyromxn on tiktok. here is a list of the things that are currently in the works right now <3

- SUIT & TIE PT.2 & PT.3

- Suguru Geto fluff imagine

- Pole dancer!Reader x Roman Reigns Smut

- Jason Momoa imagine ( haven’t decided if it was going to be smut or fluff )

- Baki Hanma imagine ( haven’t decided if it was going to be smut or fluff )

i’m not gonna promise that they’ll be out tomorrow but after i post this, i’m going straight to work! thank you all so much for enjoying these pieces that i’ve been writing 🫶🏾

~ your hippie author

[stnexus]

geto just look like he don’t play omg. imagine saying some slick shit under your breath and you turn around and he staring at you. i wouldn’t even be able to look up. like ruh roh…😭

[merakidoll]

Anime Tattoo Shop

- * ✧ synopsis : short stories of your favorite anime men working in a tattoo shop.

- * ✧ warnings : fem reader! ( black and chubby) oral, anal, penetration, some poly couples! talks of needles and it going through skin. tattoos. basically public sex? mxm. is reader a bimbo in most of these? yes. 17+

1. Manjiro Sano and Ken Ryuguji | two men who wanted nothing more to see the shining jewelry through your nipples

2. Eren Yeager | eren needed you to really see if his new found tongue piercing was healed

3. Tengen Uziu | wanting a tramp stamp was fun. but what made it funner is tengen pleasing you through the pain

4. Satour Gojo and Suguru Geto | geto was missing his babies while he was away. so while tattooing you two gave him something to listen to

[merowkittie]

extremely short yet fluffy drabble <3

getting high with geto and you just become a teddy bear. i mean, you start to cuddle him, flop around, it’s insane the amount of photos geto has of you just laying on him and holding him in an odd position. it started to get to the point he almost told you to quit because one time you fell asleep after hitting your bong and woke up the whole day later, STILL clinging onto him!!

yes geto wonders what goes on in your head sometimes…

[tojiscumdumpster]

boytoy!suguru

[arkhatype]

𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐎𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

Warnings : smoking, suggestive content

A/N : this is a repost from my old account. I privated it so you won’t be able to find it on my old blog but it will probably be floating around from the people who reblogged it

Record Store Owner! Suguru who always wears different variations of the same outfit — black jeans/black cargo pants, black top, black combat boots/black converse, a black leather jacket with his hair half up, half down (if it’s cold he’ll wear a beanie with his hair completely down.

Record Store Owner! Suguru who you always see smoking in the alleyway between the record shop and the small book store you own. The warm glow of the cigarette illuminating his features allowing you to see the glint of metal on his lips and realize that his eyes aren’t black, but a rich purple.

Record Store Owner! Suguru who sparks up a friendship with you by asking you to model some of the shop’s merch

Record Store Owner! Suguru who has a plethora of tattoos you can’t help but stare at while he peruses the shelves of your shop for some philosophy book he’s been dying to get his hands on, but you also notice that he gravitates towards the poetry section as well

Record Store Owner! Suguru who invited you to one of the shows he’s playing in because when he’s not at the shop he’s playing bass in his friend’s band.

Record Store Owner! Suguru who stares at you the whole set because you’re wearing a black mesh crop top and black leather pants and all of your curves are showing which is completely different from the cozy outfits you wear at the bookshop and he’s pretty sure if he wasn’t singing harmonies for Choso his jaw would’ve actually dropped

Record Store Owner! Suguru who invites you back to his place after the show, which is conveniently located above his shop, and the two of you share a drink and one thing leads to another and you’re leaving his place the next morning with bitemarks all over your neck and Suguru opens the shop an hour past when he usually does

Record Store Owner! Suguru who is literally coded like a Lana Del Rey song (specifically Brooklyn Baby)

[dilfl0v3rss]

just one day

“why you gotta go out all the time, huh? can’t just lay wit me on the couch?” geto groaned, his large figure blocking the front door with his arms crossed over his chest. you’ve been going out back to back for about two weeks now and he was more than tired of it. you gave him a soft smile, your pretty white teeth making his heart do flips as he watched you wrap your arms around his neck. geto’s hands instinctively lowered, slowing moving towards your ass before giving it a hard squeeze under your skirt. “i can’t go have fun?” you said in a sultry voice, his dick twitching in his sweats as he looked down at your pretty outfit.

“ian say that, jus want one day. can i have my girl for one day?” his deep voice brought a certain tingle down your spine, your thighs slowly shifting together to calm the growing arousal in your panties. geto noticed this, his dark eyes practically glued to your lower half as he watched your thighs rub together. “you can try t’act like you don’t wanna stay, but i know where she wants t’be” suddenly his big hands moved, one now on your hip as the other made its way between your thighs, cupping your soaked pussy through the thin fabric of your underwear.

a quiet gasp flew from your lips, being swallowed by the pair of pink lips joining yours in a sloppy kiss. geto knew how to get to bending to his will quickly and planned to use those tactics on you right now. his big, strong hands moving back to your ass before abruptly lifting you in his hands. you instinctively wrapped your arms around his neck as your boyfriend walked you to the soft cushion of the couch. as geto laid you down, he sat on his knees between your legs, slowly freeing his broad chest from his shirt without moving his eyes away from yours. you were too busy ogling his body to notice, his thick dick protruding from his sweats.

a smirk slid to geto’s face, his body moving down towards yours before he left light kisses on your stomach. he moved up slow and steadily, kissing all over your body until making it all the way up to your neck. “want me t’fuck you?” his deep voice was muffled into the soft skin of your neck, his print rubbing up and down your clothed clit as he squeezed the fat of your thigh with one hand. your lack of reply cause geto’s smirk to widen, his hand quickly tapping your thigh as he got your mind back on track. “huh mama? want me t’put this dick in you?” the answer was and would always be “yes”, but the fact that he asked for permission just made you go crazy. a soft whine left your lips as you tried to raise your hips to feel more of the delicious friction. “y-yea….w-want you t’put it in” at your words geto broke, his body moving almost instantly to turn you on your stomach before pushing your skirt up and pulling your panties to the side. “anything for my baby”

it didn’t take long for geto to have you crying, your legs pushed to your chest as he’d lean down and kiss your tears away. “how it feel? feel full mama?” the sound of your man’s voice caressed your ears, but you were in no shape to reply. your lips parted and eyes rolling as you felt your orgasm rush through you. “c-can’t cum no m-more” you breathed out, earning you a hard thrust to your cervix as geto looked down at you with dissatisfied eyes. “what i say bout that? stop saying you can’t princess, i know what m’doin” you let out a small “sorry” before your boyfriend continued his work, his dick hitting the deepest parts of you as he looked down at you with low, loving eyes. “why you ain’t wanna spend time wit me huh? you like puttin on them sexy lil outfits and walkin past me don’t you mama?”

a small smirk crept towards his lips at the sight of your surprised eyes, how did he know? geto could tell what you were thinking without having to ask you, his hand moving towards your clit as he continued. “been wantin daddy t’beg you t’stay right?” you slowly nodded your head, words stuck in your throat as you gave your boyfriend pleading eyes. geto coo’d at this, only thrusting himself into you harder before leaning down and leaving light kisses on your lips, cheeks, and neck. “please stay baby, let me fuck this pussy all day n’make you feel good. can i do that f’you ma?” as his begs came to an end he began to leave sloppy kisses all over your neck, moving his hips faster into you as he felt his second release approaching.

geto’s voice always made you feel a way, but the deep, gravelly tone mixed with sweet begs he made just pushed you over the edge. your legs shook as you felt your release rush out of you wetting not only the couch, but the both of your bodies now carried a wet shine. “f-fuck papa” you moaned, your back arching off the couch as you watched your boyfriend continue to fuck you to chase his release. a small whimper fell from your lips, “i know pretty, but you gon be here awhile. m’not letting you off this couch until we make up for all the days you left me on the couch, dressed all pretty n shit.” before you could think you were laid on your stomach, your ass getting pulled high in the air by strong, inked hands before geto slowly thrusted back into you. his hands slowly sliding up and down your back before pushing it down to the cushion.

“keep it just like that f’me mama we got a lot of time to make up”

i forgot to put geto in the poll so ima just post this now😭

[sanjisblackasswife]

College AU Suguru is my favorite 👹

[slut4sugu]

Sooo I have a plug!geto thing coming along but I’m lacking motivation should I finish it?