#gojo 9 inch real

[sevvzz]

gojo satoru, a man that was anything but patient.

you and him had decided to go on a shopping trip, moreorless just an excuse for satoru to see you in sexy clothes he knows you'd never buy.

while trying on a dress, you come out of the change room, doing a little spin for the white-haired man, and he chuckles. "look so good, babe." he coos, taking a quick picture on his phone (for later). you ask him to zip up the back, seeing as you can't reach it, and he nods, walking back into the room with you.

but he just can't keep his hands to himself, you're such a goddess, and he craves you.

muffled grunts and plaps are heard from outside the room, satoru rutting his hips into you as you're pressed against the mirror. "so sexy, hah, so good f'me." he whispers, his hands snaking around your waist to rub at that cute little bean between your legs, rewarding him with a whimper. his brows furrow as he attempts to silence his grunts, but you hear them, and oh do they do things to you. your walls tighten around him, and you look back to see the desperate expression he wears.

after a few sloppy thrusts, satoru releases his load in you, hips stuttering and breathing hitching.

"i'll buy you new panties, calm down, that's what we came here for in the first place."

[sugume]

HOLE IN THE WALL — JUJUTSU KAISEN

( TW ) f!reader. sex work. unprotected sex. praise. dedegration. unprotected sex. creampies. spanking. (Not a gangbang btw, just back to back sex!)

FEATURING. Toji Fushiguro, Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Nanami Kento.

authors note. I thought it would be fun to leave the identities a mystery,,,can you guess the order of who is who 🤭 ? I fear this is unedited bc I’m still suffering in bed and hate rereading 😔

. . . 9:30 PM 

You lay comfortably on the bench underneath you. Well as comfortably as you could. Your boss refused to buy new benches, instead leaving you and your coworkers with these .5-inch foam benches. You’ve gotten used to it, so it doesn’t bother you much these days.  

“Gettin’ your first customer y/n! It’s businessman!” The new girl yelled through the door your lower body was in. You don’t bother yelling back. She’d be long gone by now. You scoot your ass further into the private room. You know ‘businessman’ likes watching your ass recoil against his hips. You perk up when you hear the door open and shut.  

“Hey sweetheart,” Businessman says is a tired raspy voice. “Hi!” You say back, he’s been here so much that you know he fucks better when he’s able humanize the ass hanging out the wall for him. 

You feel his rough hands fondle with your ass. You shake a little, earning a small laugh and pinch. “So perfect.” He groans and within a few seconds you feel the rubber covered tip of his cock head at the entrance. He pushes in slowly, and your grateful your last I lent used a bit too much lube, leaving you wet enough to take businessman’s cock without much struggle.  

“Fuck yes, waited all day for this pussy.” He grunts, hands gripping your hips. He pushes in and out at a slow pace, he likes savoring the feeling of your tight pussy. You moan softly at the feeling of his cock sliding against your walls at the gentle pace but that gentle pace soon turns into the rough fucking you’re used to. The type of fucking only a stressed man who wastes his money and sex shop could give you. You moan louder, his cock hitting all your soft spots.

“Want you to come with me alright?” He brings his hands around to your clit. He rubs harsh circles into your clit and after being used and denied orgasm for so long you're coming in his big cock as he fills the condom. “Fuck, sweetheart. You’re so good to me, so good.” He rambles and you respond with small thanks You's

. . . 9:45 PM 

Several minutes after businessman gently shut to door you hear the door open. Men back-to-back which you’d usually be pissed at but after that orgasm your relaxed enough and it’s not like you have a choice.  

“Ha! So, this is where he goes after work?” A man says in a deep voice, albeit childish tone. “And I thought he was innocent! Hello? Is this real?” The man pushes a finger into your ass as if he was expecting to feel silicone. There goes your good mood.  

“Hi, yes I’m real and that kinda hurt!” You say loud enough to pass the drywall that covers your upper body. The man laughs and you can feel his breath on your ass, it feels like he’s close enough to look through the curtain your ass hangs out. “Uhm—you aren’t allowed to look through that sir!” You stutter, ready to yell for the faux security to come get a rowdy man out. 

“Sorry! Just wanted a sneak peek!” He laughs, standing back up and silently admiring the view of your shiny ass. He brings his long hands down and starts rubbing all over your ass. You roll your eyes; his dick better be decent. 

“Does the man that came in before me come here a lot?”  

“I can’t tell you that.” 

“Pretty please?” 

“Do I have to call security?” You grumble.  

“Sorry pretty, can a man not talk anymore? Where the lube—oh there we go, now let me—” The man does something you can’t see before suddenly shoving his too-long dick into you. You scream into the bench. 

“Oh fuck, so fucking tight.” He grits out as your pussy clenches hard around him. “Should’ve paid extra for no protection.” He whispers to himself before pulling out of you. He pushes back in before his mushroom head could leave your warm pussy.  

You moan louder than you have all day as he continues to fuck you with his long cock. He’s fucking you so good, tip hitting your cervix that you feel your pussy start to pulse around him. You’re about to cum again. 

“Fuck, pretty, come on my cock.” He slams into you, hand going down to claw your hips. You open your mouth in a silent scream as you come on the cocky man’s cock.  

. . . 10:37 PM 

You settle back onto the bench, bladder empty and stomach full of the lunch box you packed for yourself. To wake yourself up, you had to splash your face with water a few times. The back-to-back orgasms those men had given you were enough to lose all the energy you had before coming to work. As you settled back in you mentally prepared yourself for the full night you had ahead of yourself. Back-to-back orgasms were unheard of here, you were lucky, and doubted it would ever happen again. The door slams shut, for cling you to stop thinking about those men. You lie on the bench and look at the concrete wall to the side.  

“Missed me girl?” The older man grunted, and your heart skipped a beat. It was him. Your favorite client. He hadn’t been here in so long you thought he might’ve been killed or sent to jail. You knew he wasn’t the sanest man out there.  

“S-sir?” You hesitantly ask, calling your favorite client by the nickname he loved.

“Mhm.” He answers, heavy hands coming to rub and fondle your pussy. You feel your face heat. “This pussy miss me? Miss actually having orgasms in this hell hold?”  

You answer him with a lie, he didn’t have to know you were still coming down from two orgasms with cocks that could rival his.  

“Knew you did girl, but I', back. Gonna give this sweet pussy the orgasm it’s been craving.” The man pulls out his cock, thankful he was able to scrap enough change to pay for unprotected sex with you. He just had to not come inside, or else he was banned from every location in the city. He runs the tips all over your ass and pussy, before shoving his cock into you. You dig your nails into the sides of the bench as his fat cock stretches you. Not even the other cocks before were this girthy.  

“F-fuck sir!” You scream when he slaps your ass. You clench around his cock, not wanting him to pull out.  

“All these damn cocks and this pussy is still this tight, fuckin’ A.” He grunts, slapping your ass as he thrust in and out of you. The sheer force of him has you coming so hard that your vision goes black for a second before returning when he hits a particular spot.  

“That was fuckin’ fast girl. Gonna make me come.” He grunts and brings his hand down fast and hard. The sound of his smack echoes in the empty room. “Wish I could come in this pussy.” He grumbles before pulling out. He first his fat cock before getting an idea. He brings the tip to your entrance, not pushing it in, and empties his load. You gasp and the feeling of his come spurting all over your pussy. You should be screaming right now, if any of his come had gotten into you, you could be pregnant. But inside your pussy thrums at the thought of this older mystery man leaving you with nothing but his child. You wish you weren’t on birth control. 

. . . 11:01 PM 

The man didn’t bother cleaning his come off you. Instead, he said he was leaving it as a parting gift because he didn’t know the next time he would see you. You were too fucked out to clean yourself off, so you left his cum just as he left it. Smeared and dripping off your pussy.  

When the next man came in you didn’t even care that he was about you fuck another man's come into you, you found it hot. He didn’t though. 

“Can’t believe my best friend sent me here to look at a used pussy.” He spit out and you tensed. 

“Huh—” 

“You heard me, matter of fact I was just told that you weren’t allowed creampies? Going against company rules now? Fuckin’ slutty bitch.” He snarls and brings a hand down to pinch at your swollen clit that peaked out your lips. You whine. 

“Think I might go out and tell, I don’t wanna use some stretched cunt.” His twists and pulls at your clit. 

“W-wait please don’t do that, please.” You cry, you were going to get in trouble with your boss if this mean man said those lies. Your boss always believed the words of so random men and he would take some of your check out. “I’ll do anything, please, don’t.”  

“Nah m’gonna tell. After I’m done with this pussy though. Already paid for you, might as well get a feel,” he tells you, as he unzips his pants. “Now be quiet, holes don’t talk.” The man degrades you as he shoves his cock into you. You cry at the burn. The only thing helping is the other leftover cum he shoved in you. 

“Fuck he was right; this pussy is too tight.” He grunts hands bruising your hips with how tight he’s gripping. You cry into the bench as he fu is you like he hates you. “Isn’t that crazy? This pussy gets used all damn day and yet it’s still this tight. What all the cocks you take too small or something’?” He slaps your ass. 

“Oh fuck, m’gonna come in the sweet pussy. Gonna give you that creampie you aren’t allowed. Gonna fuck my come so deep into this pussy it’ll be dripping out of you for days.” His grip on your hips tightens, and you scream into the bench as he comes deep inside you. “Fuckin’ hell that was good, might have to come back tomorrow. Say, you let me come inside you tomorrow too I won’t tell your boss?” 

[cextopia]

❝ OH, YOUR FIRST TIME? LETS GO SOFT THEN.. ❞ -G. SATORU

CW. virgin! reader, soft sex, slight praise, pet names, p -> v. AUTHOR'S NOTE. i hope y'all like the way i write gojo lmfao. had no idea what the fuck i was writing to be for real.. >_<

whenever you had caught a glimpse of satoru walking around on the campus of jujutsu high, or just on the city's streets, your face couldn't resist turning a beet-root red color. well.. the two of you were in a relationship, no wonder you got so easily flustered just by seeing his tall form walk.

so when gojo found out you were this sweet, little virgin that oh, so desperately wanted to know what good dick felt like, he felt the need to take care of those oh so desperate needs/wants..

..

"mm.. such a beautiful pussy she is, hm? all wet and cute fa' me?" the strongest, gojo, would rub tiny, gentle circles into the sensitive clit of yours, causing whimpers of pure ecstasy escaping the drooly lips of yours.

as he gently slid his pants off, along with his undergarments, gojo's beautifully long girth of dick would spring out rock solid, the tip all glossy of pre-cum.

as you would turn your head around to look at the angry red tip of gojo's, your face etching with pure fear at how monstrous it looked, he would look down at you with a smirk, gently stroking his dick in the process.

"hm, what is it, princess? is my dick scarin' ya? no need to be worried, hun," he would put a hand to your ass cheek, gently massaging the flesh before he adjusted his tip to the entrance of that wet pussy, all whilst looking down at your face, which was buried in the pillow.

as he started to push the 9 inches of girth into you, moans escaping the pink n' plump lips of yours, he would gently try to sooth you down, letting out mindless little praises as he eventually buried himself balls deep, keeping himself there for you to adjust to his length.

"ohh.. such a good lil' princess, yeah? fuuck, you're so goddamn warm," he would let out a deep groan before slowly thrusting his hips into you, noises of filth trailing out of both your mouth, and gojo's mouth.

as your eyes had already positioned in a crossing state, gojo would just run a large hand up and down the softness of your back, squeezing the fat to your ass occasionally. he would want to go slow, but as time passed every second, he had to hold back an urge to drill into your virgin pussy.

eventually, his deep groans of 'cumming!' would become more and more evident, as you felt thick ropes of cum shoot inside of you, which had pulled you into your own orgasm, your eyes seeing nothing but stars.

gojo would pant heavily along with you, your tongue sticking out. he would then look down at your exhausted form, a gentle smirk etching across his face as he covered you up with a blanket, his muscular arms pulling you in his warm embrace.

"hmm.. such a good girl, yeah? did such a beautiful job for her first time.." yeah.. he would definitely be fucking you more often than not.

8.4.2024 - @cextopia

[kaisensei]

— ☆ hallucinations

summary: you visit your best friend only because you wanted to see him. but due to a sudden change of plans, you end up on top of him; which by the way, started as a challenge to prove him that you are indeed, very much real.

pairing: satoru gojo x reader (f)

genre: smut, friends to lovers, 18+

wordcount: 4k

warnings: kissing, language, fingering, cigarettes, drinking, oral sex (f. recieving), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), multiple orgasms, grinding, drunk af satoru!!

note: my first fic over here, so please be kind! minors stay away, if I find out your age is less than 18 then I'll block you! please let me know what you think about this one :) it's kinda unedited and also like 9 pages of pure smut. dividers: here @cafekitsune

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The lights seem hazy and you slouch back on the bed, your feet nudging Satoru's thigh as he sits at the other end of the bed.

You didn't mean to drink, your main reason to visit him being your urge to see him. You had come up with an elaborate reason about how you had to give him the parcel Megumi had asked you to transfer to him; smartly leaving out the part where you had bullied that poor guy to hand it to you and not to Satoru. He had smiled and invited you in, unknowingly seducing you with his voice which had indicated that yes, this guy is drunk.

"You know, you seem like a hallucination," he exclaims and you balk.

"Why would you say that?"

He blinks at you and then laughs, "I mean you in my bed? That must be my imagination."

That statement has your stomach dropping to your knees. Is he implying what you think he is implying? Why else would he be so affronted to you being in his bed? Unless…

"I can prove to you that I am very much real."

He laughs and leans forwards, towards you, his eyes, although drooping slightly, holding a challenge you can never turn down. You grin at him, your insides tingling with the need to get near to him.

You take a puff from the cigarette pinched between your index and middle finger, and then proceed to crawl towards him; your face now inches from his because of the way he leaned forwards too. You smile, the drinks you had a while back fuelling you, and grab his neck to pull him to your lips, your skin already on fire from the adrenaline and excitement coursing through your veins.

As soon as his lips touch yours, your chapped lips feel as if they were burned. The smoke that you immediately exhale forms a shroud around your attached mouths and you inhale a bit of it, a jolt spiking through your body and you push yourself closer to him.

At first he doesn't move. But, when your lips move on their own accord, his hand finds your cheek and he falls in rhythm with you. In tandem with you, like two swans dancing across the lake, performing an intricate ballet of their own – that's how your lips move together. As if they were meant to be, like jigsaw pieces fitting in perfectly.

You don't know how his eyes had widened like saucers when you first pulled him down by his neck. You don't know how his heart had stopped when your lips landed on his, the action making him feel jittery and burning his inside with need.

All you know is how blissed out you feel – and you are fucking loving it. You know the wine made you so bold as to kiss him, especially like this, but you are just glad you are finally kissing him. 

And he is kissing you back. With so much fervor that you feel you can dissolve in a puddle. His other hand also makes its way to your face and he holds you gently, but firmly. His tongue swipes across your lips and you shiver before breaking the kiss.

With a hair's breadth away from you, Satoru stares at you in a haze, hands still holding your face and lips red and glossy.

"Did you just kiss me?" 

"Now do I feel like a hallucination?" you quip and he shakes his head, thumb swiping at your cheek softly.

"Fuck. Do it again."

Gladly, you think and rush to stub the cigarette on the tray. In your haste, you stumble a bit and Satoru steadies you with a giggle, almost falling forward with you himself.

As soon as you put it out, you scramble in his hold and intertwine your hands behind his neck, climbing on his lap and straddling him. He grabs you by your waist, to steady you, and almost instantly you attach your lips again – this time with an eagerness that you both match.

He groans when your lips move against his, performing the same dance, but with added grace. His grip on your waist gets tighter and you open his mouth with yours, licking into his mouth and tasting faint traces of whiskey. It makes your mind go on an overdrive, and goosebumps spread through your whole body. 

Arousal pools at your center when he runs a finger up your spine, his other hand inching upwards, under the shirt you had on. He sighs into the kiss and breaks it.

"Oh my god, you are so soft." his nose touches your cheek and he slowly drags it all the way to your ear, tongue peeking out. You shudder when he licks your jaw, forming circles with his tongue under your ear, on your neck.

"Satoru." you keen and tug at his locks, pulling him closer to your skin – which is absolutely on fire. His lips meet your neck and he kisses your skin slowly, taking his time to savor your neck.

His hand on your waist works its way around it, and he grips you tighter, and before you know – you are being picked up and tossed on the bed with a soft thud.

"Ow." you groan and Satoru's eyes widen and he hovers over you, sparing no time.

"Oh my god, I am sorry. Are you okay?" his round eyes meet yours, face way too near for you to function. In his haze, he doesn't realize that even if you were hurt, your face would have been intact, and you giggle.

"Yes." you sigh out and pull him down to join your lips again. He almost crashes into you, but braces himself with his forearms. His tongue enters your mouth immediately, relishing in the flavor of bubble gum and making you moan as his tongue does wonders.

"Wait lemme-" you break the kiss and shift upwards, so you are not in the middle of the bed, dangling off the edge. That makes Satoru crawl upwards too and once you both have settled, his mouth finds your neck and your hands find his hair.

His tongue finds a spot on your neck, which gives away how fucking sensitive you are, and he groans into your skin when you whine. Your hips buck upwards and he pins you down with his, with perfect pressure that keeps you in place, but doesn't hurt you.

"Satoru, I want more." you moan his name and he ruts his hip against yours once, grinding down on you so you can feel him. His semi hard length rubs against your center, and even through the barrier, you feel overwhelmed by it.

"You want me?" he teases with his mouth at your breastbone, dragging your shirt down so he can see the top of your breasts.

"Yes."

"Say what you want, baby." 

You whimper in his hold. If he called you baby again, you might actually die.

"You, all of you."

"Fuck you're making me go crazy." 

You get hotter at this, goosebumps erupting across your whole body. As if you were any better? As if you weren't crazier?

Your back arches when his lips brush your nipples through your bra, making your pussy clench around nothing. His hand pushes your shirt upwards, rubbing patterns on your skin with the gentleness of a feather, soft but tingly. You arch a bit more, instinctively, when he tries to remove your shirt – and you let him, meeting him halfway. Your shirt goes flying somewhere in the dimly lit room, and you don't care.

Satoru has a different air around him, one that makes you succumb to him, with everything inside you. Your hips push themselves upward, for any kind of friction and he looks up at you from your chest. As soon as he does, you inhale a sharp breath and wish to die for him.

His hair frames his face beautifully,  like the prettiest ocean. His eyes are deep, and beautiful, and his eyelids droop scarily, hazily, as he watches you with a glint in his eyes. His lips are wet and bruised, and his tongue pokes his cheek, before he speaks.

"Eager, are we?" 

Oh God.

"Yes." you sigh, and you think you see him smirk, if only for a second. You are restless, you are crazy and you want everything, all at once. And he is making you run hills for it.

He kisses your stomach, and makes his way southwards. Your toes curl when his hands brush over your core and reach to unbutton your jeans.

"Can I?" he looks up at you, and even if his voice is a whisper, you hear it clearly, and you nod,

"Of course, 'toru." 

He grins at this, and undoes your button, your zipper the next. You lift up your hips to help him pull down your jeans, and in a few tugs, you are lying on his bed in only your underwear.

He looks at you with a glimmer in his eyes, filled with lust and haze. There's adoration that you make out, and you return it tenfold. The ever changing lights from his lamp frame his body, making him glow and you pant as you beckon him to you.

"You are so beautiful," his hands toy with your band and he kisses your core through the material, making you arch your back, your hands flying to grab his hair.

"Oh fuck," 

He slowly tugs your underwear lower, as if he has all the time in the world and you whine impatiently. You need something, and your cunt is restless as you try to shimmy out of the piece of clothing gracing your ass.

He grunts at the sight of your bare pussy. You arch your back, pushing your hips upwards and he bends down, eye level with your naked core, as he caresses the side of your hips.

Your mind buzzes, the fog sitting down heavily. You already aren't coherent enough, and the feeling of lust drives you to another level of high.

"Shit." you hiss quietly. It feels so good when his hand cups your pussy, making you squirm your hips and tighten your core due to the sudden action. The laugh he lets out is hoarse, deep, and the utter desire to have him drives you with ease.

Your eyelids flutter shut when he starts leaving feather light kisses on your lower stomach, dangerously near to your center. The soft action amidst the heat of the moment has you curling your toes, hands slowly reaching up to his locks.

"Satoru," you sigh and he grunts into your skin, his voice muffled by the rising of your body, with each ragged breath that you take. You are gasping for air, trying to take in his essence, his scent, all of him. It won't be wrong to say that you are so fucking pathetic, so gone, that he hasn't even technically done anything, and you are already incoherent.

"Can I taste you?" 

Your hold on his hair tightens at this, and you mindlessly nod. Of course, you would like him to taste you. Your pussy is aching with need – crying for whatever that is offered. Yes, that's how pathetic you feel.

His breath hits your quivering cunt and you shudder when he parts your folds with his fingers. They then find your clit and he rubs circles around it, making your legs shiver. You quietly whimper when he skillfully traces a line to your cunt. One of his fingers plunges in and your arousal coats his hand, merrily.

Even though you know how real this is, you still can't believe you are here with him. You close your eyes in a state of utter bliss, heightened by the faint noises he lets out right at your center.

"You are so fucking amazing," is his word before his nose touches your folds, parting them. You think he sniffs – and moans – right in front of your pussy. The sudden vibration makes you go haywire and you gasp out loud.

"Stop doing that." you warn him and he chuckles, making you run for your breath – again. You don't know how he can be the cause of your misery and pleasure, all at once.

"It's like I can live here." he says and you get a bit bolder – maybe from the high? or maybe from the frustration?

"If you're only gonna talk, then find some other place." you grumble and it's as if a switch flips inside him.

He pulls you down by the hips, burying his nose between your folds and swipes a path, almost hungrily. His hold on your hips is firm, not hurting, but also not allowing you to squirm. You faintly register his tongue peeking, but before you have the chance to react, it fully assaults your poor pussy. He licks between your folds, making your legs shudder, and moan in pleasure. His hands creep to your inner thighs and he pushes them wider, allowing himself to stay comfortably in between them.

"Mhm. So sweet, baby."

You whine at the pet name, and pull at his hair. His tongue works skillfully, and he lets out little noises of pleasure which drive you mad. His hair cascades down the side of his face, and faintly tickles your thigh, while framing his face beautifully. You can feel your high wearing off, the lust taking place instead. Your back arches when his tongue finds your clit.

"Satoru, that's.. yeah." 

His laugh is devastating, and your toe curls. You open your eyes to a sight that makes your breath hitch, and your other hand goes to the sheets, gripping them for any kind of anchor.

With his eyes closed, his jaw works heavenly. There's a slick sheen of sweat covering his forehead, and his eyebrows are drawn taut in focus. He hums and his finger rubs circles on your skin, leaving fire in their wake.

"You know," he looks up at you with a lopsided, lazy grin, and eyes drooping low. His lips are red and wet, and there's a blush spreading across his neck. His lip curls and he bites down on his lower lip to stop himself from laughing, especially after seeing you ragged and gasping for breath, looking at him with your head tilted and eyes pleading, "You sound like pure fucking sin." he completes and you thrash your leg, for him to say such a thing.

"Please, don't." you sigh and he snickers.

"Don't what? That's the truth, baby." 

You roll your eyes and it doesn't take him longer to get back to your cunt. This time as soon as his tongue flattens on your bundle of nerves, the tightness in your core starts to nudge you. His finger parts your folds and his tongue twirls in circles on your nub, making you gush like a fall.

You can feel the mess you are making, and his affirmative hum just makes you curl your fingers more.

"I'm, I'm close. Please don't stop"

He shakes his head and increases the pace of his assault, making you gasp out loud. The squelching sound of your juices has you rolling your eyes back and gulping. His tongue flicks over your already sensitive nub, and that being the last straw – you break for good.

Your orgasm washes over you in waves of haze, which has you moaning out loud for heaven's sake. The stars that Satoru's lamp forms on the ceiling seem so very much real, that it has you reeling for a second. You try to take in as much air as you can, taking in the smell of sex. As your breathing turns normal again, you register his tongue still on your cunt. He laps at your juices deliciously, and you arch your back painfully – especially because of the pain your nub feels, sensitive and gone.

"Stop no." you rasp out, and he stops immediately.

He looks up as you gasp for breath, and his face is drenched – covered by your cum. His tongue peeks out and he licks his lip, tasting your cum again and you almost shudder at the sight. His thumb presses into your skin and he leans ahead, sniffing once more.

"I love you so fucking much."

Time stops and your eyes turn into saucers, your heart flying out from your body. 

Did he just say he loves you? Is this real? Is he real? After being a moth to his flame for literal fucking years, he tells you that he has been no better. Heaven rushes to you and your eyes brighten with glee. You want to grab him by the neck and shout at him that yes, you love him too, but somehow those words die on your tongue when you look at him looking up at you with those eyes. So, you just nod; a gesture which seems to translate perfectly well to him, for he smiles wide.

His eyes, crinkling at the edges, catch sight of your hardened nipples from your bra and he fucking groans. Soon, he is hovering over you – the motion so quick that it gives you whiplash. He wedges his thigh between yours and rests his weight on his forearms, as he sets them beside your face. He is quick to attach his lips to yours, and you sigh into his mouth. The taste that sits on your tongue is yours, and even though you inwardly cringe, you find it so fucking hot. His tongue presses down on yours and you gasp when you feel his teeth on your lip, almost bruising you.

The vigor of his kiss drives you, and you moan when you feel his hard length poke your abdomen. You mindlessly shift your body and he grinds down on you, detaching his lips from yours – only to moan at your lips. His head hangs low as he works his hips a little more, and you help him with little whimpers and shifts of your own.

"Let me ride you." you sigh out and he pauses, looking up at you with a furrow in his brows.

"Are, are you sure?"

Even though you can't actually feel your legs, you know you are sure.

"I want to ride you. I need to." you assure and he groans.

"Fuck, baby."

He climbs off of you and stands beside the bed, unbuttoning his pants. His eyes glaze over your eager form on the bed and a jolt strikes through your body, pooling at your center. There’s a slick sheen of sweat on his naked chest, and you get the sudden urge to wrap your arms around his wide frame and pull him as close as possible to yourself. He rids himself of his pants and you almost moan out loud, loving the sight of his nude thighs, practically inviting you to sit on them.

Satoru nudges you and you shift, letting him settle down on the bed beside you. Immediately, your hands are on him, and you trace his form with your fingers, your lips on his jaw trying to savor each and every inch of him. He groans under your ministrations, leading you to push yourselves onto him, finally on those thighs you have always thought about.

“You are so hot,” he sighs, his hands finding solace on your waist. 

You will your hands to leave his pecs, and direct them to his cock, standing tall with need. You fist it once, the man under you keening with pleasure. You look him in the eyes, your gaze challenging him as you continue to drag your hand over his length slowly, making him bite down on his lip and tighten his hold on your waist. His touch burns you, his fingers digging into your bare skin. The pleasure and his voices drive you, and you bring your other hand to your back, successfully unbuttoning your last piece of garment. He audibly moans when he sees your boobs and your insides flare with need.

“Baby, please,” he pleads, and you understand what he asks of you. Your actions are swift as you hover above his length, directing it to your aching pussy and slowly sit down on it. You throw your head back, syncing your moans with his as your walls cover his needy cock, filling you full. You brace yourselves with your hands on his abdomen and he guides you lower on his length, your pussy tightening around him and covering him with your slick arousal.

"Ah shit," he hisses, his eyes glazing over with lust. Your ass hits his thighs, and you bite down on your lip to stop the insensitivities from spilling out of your mouth. You lean towards and start moving your hips, your fingers inching up his abs and pussy sucking him in deliciously.

The stretch of your walls hurt you, but you can't even complain because that's what you wanted. Soon, you are riding him with ease, your hips rocking as his fingers dig deeper in your skin. The pleasure is so crazy that you see spots in your vision, your body hot with need.

He whines under you and you moan his name out, increasing your pace and leaning back on your palms, as they rest on his knees. You close your eyes and he thrusts his hips upwards, meeting you halfway. Your tits bounce as you move, and the man under you groans at the sight.

"'toru, you feel so good," you whimper, and miss the way he bites down on his lip. His eyes drink your sight in, and rather than see it, you feel the heat of his gaze on you, goosebumps erupting in its wake.

Your core tightens and your pace gets sloppier, his thrusts taking you to levels never seen. His eyes screw shut and you try to train your sight on the beauty of his body, white spots filling your vision from the pleasure that courses through your body. You are terribly close, leaning towards him in need to find his lips on yours.

"Angel, I," he begins and breaks the sentence with a deep thrust upwards, "I have never felt so fucking blissed out before."

Oh god, you almost cry out at this, slipping closer to the edge. You tell him so and he nods, a grin etching on his face.

"Let's slip together," he brings his hand to yours and intertwines his fingers with yours. Butterflies rise in your stomach and your throat almost chokes up at that action, a lovely feeling encasing you.

He loves you.

And you love him.

That fact combined with the way his cock fucks into you so sweetly, you topple over the edge, your orgasm washing over you in waves of pure bliss. You see stars behind your closed lids and stop moving, not being able to feel your legs or your knees or your hands; only and only his presence.

It's a few seconds later that he spills inside you, his hold on your hand tightening and a deep groan making its way past his lips. His cock jerks inside you once, and he brings you closer to him, your name the only word on his lips like a mantra.

Your boobs press up against his chest and he gushes at the feeling, his nose nudging yours, a similar smile on both of your faces. He pulls out with a grimace and wraps his arms around your form, locking you in his embrace.

"You said you love me?" you sheepishly suggest and he lets out a full belly laugh.

"Yes, yes I do. I'm in love with you, and I can no longer deny it."

Oh, straight to your heart. You get all giddy like a teenager at his proclamation of his love for you.

"Do you…?" he trails off, a shadow of doubt passing over his face.

"Of course, I love you."

He grins, relieved by it and leaves a chaste kiss on your lips, giving you the chance to chase it if you want to. And of course you want to.

You'll always want him.

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The Angel with Horns Pt. 3

summary: things get a little steamy when your new love interest, geto, walks in on you messing around with gojo. one is lonely, two is a party, but is three really a crowd?

this part is pure smut & minimal plot so feel free to read it as a one shot. but there are some references to the other parts, so if you're interested in a little bit of plot, i'll link parts 1 & 2 below!

wordcount: 4.9k (this one is 3 chapters with an epilogue!)

c/w: gojo/fem!reader, geto/fem!reader, gojo/oc, geto/oc, modern!au, smut, fluff & smut, some plot, plot what plot, rough!sex, asshole!gojo, flirty!gojo, cocky!gojo, dom!geto, sub!gojo, soft!geto, rough!geto, threesome, spitroasting, anal play, anal, double penetration, mutual pining, confessing, teasing, flirting, playful banter, friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, sensual tension, sexual tension, pet names, fingering, oral, fantasizing, multiple orgasms, orgasm denial, inappropriate use of cursed energy, inappropriate use of cursed techniques

a/n: thanks for all the love on the last two parts! I wanted to try something a little different for this last part soooo i tried out multiple povs! let me know how you like it 👀

Read Part 1 Here | Read Part 2 Here

✦✧✸✧✦ 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT ✦✧✸✧✦

Chapter 9: Rules

SUGURU GETO

I walk into the apartment and find you settling yourself onto the table. Your chest rises and falls as you inhale deep breaths. From the side I get a glimpse of liquid dripping down your pussy. I can tell you’ve been fucked—fucked real good.

My gaze shifts to Satoru, and I’m nowhere near surprised. We’ve talked about the idea of sharing partners, but I didn’t expect him to act so soon—and especially with you. I’ve only had you in my bed for one night, but of course the little troublemaker couldn’t wait. When I told him I wanted to date you, I thought he’d have the decency to let me ask about sharing first. He’ll pay for that later.

I can’t blame him though, I mean look at you. The radiance in your face, the perkiness of your tits, the smoothness of your thighs—all of it ignites me every time I see you. It’d be insulting if he didn’t feel the same way too. 

As you lay out in front of him, I notice how your body still trembles with pleasure. Knowing you were pleased by another man doesn’t bother me—not when I know I can do it ten times better. Nevertheless, I put on a scene for entertainment. “Satoru, you cheeky little bastard. When I said take care of her while I’m gone, I didn’t mean it like that.”

Satoru turns to me, like he’s searching for forgiveness. In my head, I laugh because I know it’s just for show. “Hey, I—” he stammers.

Your eyes snap towards me. I can tell you’re nervous, scared, confused. But don’t worry baby girl, let me take care of you…just like I always do. I lift my brow and form a soft smile to let you know I’m here to play. “Well, are you going to let me join, or am I just gonna sit here and watch?”

Satoru turns back towards you and I can tell his mouth is curling into that stupid smirk, “See angel, I told you he wouldn’t mind sharing.” He’s right, I don’t mind sharing. A pretty pussy like yours deserves to be filled to your heart’s desire.

It takes a moment, but your gaze becomes curious and your lips gently part. “Excuse me?” you ask softly as your eyes lock with mine.

“If you’re okay with it, of course,” I add.

The way you slowly rise from the table has me hard in an instant. You sit yourself up and I think back to this morning when I had you to myself. The taste of your lips still lingers on my tongue, the feeling of your clit still rests on my fingers. As the blood rushes through me I feel my hunger draw me closer to you.

“I’m okay with it. If you two are.”

I check in with Satoru and he returns a nod. His brow perks up and the look on his face says, I told you so.

I brush it off as I toss my clothes on the floor and make my way towards you. When I’m inches away, I feel your breath hit my chest. The sunlight from the window begins to fade and an overcast of red haze fills the room. We haven’t even touched and I’m already slipping into the beast you once knew.

I angle your head up and lean down to touch my lips onto yours. My kisses start off tender, but slowly become more desperate. I hear you purr in desire, but nothing can rival my growls of hunger. I grab your waist and pull you to the edge of the table until my cock teases your entrance. My grip gets tighter when I hear a yelp from your lips.

In the distance, Satoru clears his throat. I can tell he wants some, but he’s had you to himself for the last two hours. Such a greedy little fucker—it’s my turn now.

The noise causes you to hesitate, but I tilt your chin back towards me. “Let him watch.”

I continue to shower you with kisses down your throat as my hands move down to lift your thighs. I slip my tip inside your folds and edge you until you begin to moan.  You’re wet, warm, and the ridges of your walls hook on to me, leaving me breathless. I keep it nice and slow, knowing how tight you are around me. 

The feeling of your pussy around my cock makes me groan. It takes every bit of strength to stop myself from drilling into you. As you wrap your arms around me and drop your head back to release your cries, I feel the tension build up around my groin. When I finally drive myself inside, your grip on my neck activates and your moans bounce towards the ceiling.

I feel Satoru’s glare burn into my head as he lets out another cough. “Shut up, Satoru.” Fucking needy. “If you’re gonna use your mouth, at least put it to good use.”

“You can’t tell me what to do,” he huffs.

“Beggars can’t be choosers, so do it. Now,” I scowl back.

“Yes, sir.”

People may think Satoru is the strongest, but he’s got a weakness for authority—something no one else dares to give him.

I pick you up from the table so that your legs wrap around me and your fingers tangle into my hair. Without breaking your kiss, I turn you towards Satoru so he can make his way behind you and glide his hands around your waist. He kisses your neck for a moment, before slowly falling to his knees. His lips trail down your back until his hands and his mouth land on your ass.

His tongue gently grazes your center as he licks up the liquid from your pussy, and guides it to your rear. The feeling must make you tremble because all you can whisper is, “Fuck.”

The sound is wet, sloppy, but oh so wonderful. I continue to thrust myself into you, making sure each motion is filled with desire and intention. Seeing you writhe with pleasure on my dick sends goosebumps across my skin. I’m panting just to catch my breath, but the sound you make keeps sending me into a wild frenzy.

Your tone radiates through us, making our movements become more feral. I switch my grip to your backside so I can start pounding into you. Satoru leaves his tongue sprawled out against your ass, licking your hole every time you grind into him. Each stroke has you cursing under your breath.

Every time I slide out, my hold around you gets tighter, spreading you wide for Satoru to get his fill. I hear him moan until he works his mouth back up your spine, returning his face just inches from your ear. “Are you feeling good, angel?” he whispers.

You hum back in return.

I tilt my head to the side and shoot daggers back at Satoru. “I didn’t say you could get up.”

His brow rises with a hint of surprise.

A devious smirk tugs at the corners of my mouth. “Get back down.”

Satoru’s hands roam your body, but his gaze doesn’t break mine. “Make me.”

I set you down, and immediately catch you when your knees begin to wobble. I hope I didn’t break you just yet, we still have so much more to go. I glance over and see you longing for more. My god, you’re so beautiful—it pains me that I had to stop.

“Sorry baby girl.” I lean over to give you a kiss before I turn my focus to Satoru. “Looks like I have a brat to tame.”

I click my teeth to get his attention and point towards the living room. “You, couch.” To my surprise, Satoru actually listens.

Before we follow, I get down to your ear to make sure you’re alright. “Do you want to continue?” I whisper, making the hairs on your neck stand up.

“Yes.” My heart races when I see an eager smile dance across your lips.

I pull up one of the chairs from the table and position myself directly in front of the couch. As I relax into my seat, I gesture over to you. “Come on, beautiful. Let’s see how well you ride him.”

I see your cheeks flush and the space between your thighs tighten. When the room goes silent I can’t tell if the heartbeat I hear is mine or yours. As you walk your way over, I see the way the red light hugs your curves. Your body is a dream, I struggle to stay in control. Fuck, the rush of desire makes my dick pulsate, I can’t help but jack myself off. 

When you reach Satoru, you begin to straddle him, but I stop you before you go all the way. Did you think I’d be able to get off without seeing that pretty little pussy of yours? “Nope. Remember, love. Eyes on me. The whole time.” 

You turn around and the look across your face tells me you’re pleading for forgiveness. But it’s okay, you’re still our good girl. As you settle onto Satoru, he takes your thighs into his hands. I watch your folds stretch as you ease yourself onto him. Your effortless glide means I’ve done my job to lube you up—the thought sends a jolt through my body. As you slide yourself up and down his dick, I hear your breath begin to falter. You like this, don’t you?

Your tempo picks up and I hear you moan in delight. “F-fuck.”

My gaze trails from your eyes, to your mouth, and it continues to drop lower. With the way your hands are positioned on the edge of the couch, I can’t help but admire the way it accentuates your tits. God, these are all the places I want to kiss, but a wise man knows how to show restraint.

You continue to push yourself into Satoru, taking in every last inch of his dick. Every time you pick yourself up, I hear you hiss between your teeth as you thrust your way back down. The way you move shows me you’re approaching your peak.

When Satoru notices how much you’re enjoying yourself, he leans in close to whisper something in your ear. “He might be calling the shots, but remember whose dick you’re riding, angel.”

His comment seems to rip through you. I see a rush of desire ignite your soul as you pick up your pace. While I love seeing you pleasure yourself, it seems like the brat still hasn’t learned his lesson.

I glance at Satoru and arch my brow. “You know, I was going to be nice and let you come when she does. But just for that, don’t even think about doing so until I tell you to. How does that sound?”

He tries to speak, but the words barely come out. “Li–like a challenge, and I accept.”

Just as I thought, always a winner.

I rise from the chair and kneel in front of you, until my mouth is inches away from yours. I plant a soft kiss on your lips while my thumb gently plays with your clit. “Ride him and ride him well, beautiful.”

You let out a cry that sends a shock through the entire room. After that, the sound of your ass smacking Satoru’s hips is the only thing I hear. I look down to see how wet your pussy is—it’s absolutely soaked. As you drip down his shaft your head rolls back and you let out a cry. “Yes, good girl. Just like that.”

You drive yourself onto him and I’m impressed at how well you’re taking him. Each thrust becomes more passionate than the one before. You’re so close, so fucking close. I can see it in your eyes, feel it on your skin, and taste it on your lips. Come for us.

Satoru strains from behind. “Fuck, Suguru— I can’t.”

Wanting to come before our girl does? How rude. “I don’t care, hold it. Use limitless if you have to.”

“Suguru—”

My voice is cool and resolute. “No.”

Satoru struggles, but maintains control as you do one final push to find release. The glass inside your core has shattered and now you’re falling into pieces. Goosebumps form throughout your body and your skin heats up. Satoru must’ve used limitless because I feel the vibrations from his barrier tremble through your skin. As you try to steady your breathing I take my fingers and curl them under your chin, allowing you to shift your gaze to me.

“Good job, beautiful.” I take one last look into your eyes before sealing your orgasm with a kiss. “How are you? Do you feel good?”

You relax your body onto Satoru’s chest and look up towards the ceiling, “I feel fantastic.”

“Good. And you, Satoru?”

He looks at me through the sweaty strands of hair that graze his face. “You are a fucking sadist.”

I let out a soft laugh and pat him on the shoulder. “Looks like the little troublemaker has settled his debt.”

As I go to grab tissues to help clean yourself off, I hear your sweet voice call out to me. My ears perk up and I turn around to see your face. Everything about you, about this, about us is perfect. I take one more moment to savor you before I respond to your call.

“Suguru, I want to feel you too,” you say.

That’s my girl. My smile goes wide as I hand you the tissues and nudge Satoru with my elbow. “Hear that, Satoru? I guess someone wasn't good enough for our girl.”

He playfully shoves me back, letting out a soft chuckle.

“No—I…” you start.

Before you can finish wiping yourself down, I scoop you up and carry you over to my room. My head turns back to Satoru. “Let me show you how it’s really done.”

Chapter 10: Reverse

SATORU GOJO

I roll my eyes at the comment and follow you two into the room. Suguru lays you on the bed and rests at your side. I watch as you remain completely absorbed in his eyes. Tsk. Show off. He may know how to take control, but I’ve felt you enough times to know just how you like it.

I make my way over and lower myself onto the bed. As I steady myself with one hand, the other hand grazes your thigh. “Did you mean that, angel?” 

You break eye contact with Suguru as you turn towards me. Your look shows defiance, but the curve of your lips show desire. Ever since we’ve reunited, your aura has been assertive, bold—just the way I like it. On the outside, you claim to hate my advances, but seeing your energy has told me quite the opposite. Every time you let your thirst take over, my craving for you intensifies.

Suguru places his hand across your waist for reassurance. “It’s okay, you can answer,” he says to you.

My eyes snap up and pierce right through him. “I didn’t ask you.”

His brow perks up in amusement. “Oh? Okay, I’ll bite.” Suguru eases off and gestures to me. “Please, continue.”

I turn back to you and check if you’re alright. The last thing I’d want to do is scare you away. Suguru and I can go at each other’s throats all we like—but right now, you are my priority. “May I continue?”

Your smile is sultry as your eyes lock on to mine. “Yes.” Your reply fans the flames within my core.

We hold our gaze as my hand wanders around your body. Your skin is smooth as porcelain. Your breasts feel supple and tender. The way you quiver from my touch has me instantly aroused. I can’t help but be mesmerized by your beauty.

I nuzzle my mouth into your neck while the pads of my fingers find their way to your clit. They’re met with the warm liquid between your thighs. You start to tremble as I rub circles around your center. “Tell me, angel. Did I not make you feel good earlier? Because I can stop touching you at any time.”

Your eyes close shut while a soft moan escapes your lips. Goosebumps form all over your body. “P-please, don’t stop.” Your voice is hushed, but desperate.

My eyes shift over to Suguru and I can tell he’s restless, waiting to pounce. I give him a nod before focusing my attention back to you. One by one, I shower you with kisses—up your neck, under your chin, I don’t ease up until my lips are met with yours. Suguru follows suit and uses his tongue to lick your nipple, his mouth handling you with the utmost care.

He trails his hand down your body until we both meet near your folds. I continue to pleasure your clit while he gently pushes his fingers inside you. The motion steals the air from your lungs. You do your best to steady your breath, but it gets countered by your moans. Everything about you at this moment is beautiful. The way you look, the way you taste, the way you sound—all of it makes me want to please you even more.

We continue our motions until our hands move in sync. The rhythm causes you to squirm. I can tell the tension is building up inside you, but unlike Suguru, I can give you what you want. I break our kiss to whisper in your ear. “Do you want us, angel?” The sound of my voice echoes through you.

You look up and nod your head to agree.

I adjust myself onto my knees, taking my length in hand. As your eyes follow me, my other hand threads into your hair. I angle you towards my cock and say, “Show me.”

You’re taken aback, but ultimately challenge me with a devilish smile.

What can I say? I may not be a sadist, but I’ll admit I’m still a tease.

As you crawl up to me, you wrap your lips around my tip. The warmth of your mouth resurrects my pent up pleasure from before. Your tongue swirls around my head while your hand moves up and down my shaft. You take me in with ease, but I fight the urge to erupt. God, angel. You feel so good. 

As you continue to work my cock, Suguru picks himself up and positions himself behind you. He continues to plant his lips all around your body, carefully restraining the rest of his movements. I’m surprised he doesn’t jump at the opportunity to consume you, but his nod tells me he’s relinquished all control.

I decide to throw him a bone. After all, dogs need to eat too. “Suguru, our little angel is doing so well. Want to give her a reward?”

He listens intently, but his movements remain slow to keep the mood. When he kisses his way down your spine, he finally grabs a hold of your ass and rises to his knees. He teases your slit, wiping your liquid all around you. “Oh baby girl, you are still dripping.” 

When he finally glides his way inside, I feel your whimper vibrate against my dick. Fuck. Once you fully adjust to his size, we coordinate our movements until our tempos match. I continue to slide my length into your mouth, watching you enjoy every last inch. I ask if you’re doing alright, but your response is a hum of desire. Oh, yes. Do you like it when we fill you like this? Your moans only get louder from there.

On the other end, Suguru’s thrusts start to speed up. The sound of his hips smack into you, each beat makes your throat pulsate around me. When your cries get louder, he grabs a handful of your ass before planting a firm slap on your cheeks. I admire the way you take us so well, a perfect mold made to fit us both.

As you savor the pleasure, Suguru and I buck our hips in unison, making you feel entirely whole. The sound of your pussy, the hum of your lips—it sends a rush of ecstasy through my soul. I look down to catch the bliss in your eyes. My heart flutters at your beauty.

I slow down my movements and ease my grip off your hair. I guide myself out of you and immediately pull you up until your face is inches away from mine. My lips completely devour you, but nothing can convey how grateful I am for this moment. I deepen our kiss before pulling away. “You’re doing so well, angel. You are truly perfect.”

Suguru’s smile tells me he agrees. He closes in on you until you’re sandwiched in between us, resting his hands at your waist. He whispers in your ear while I lower myself down and drag my tongue around your tits. “Can you handle more?”

You nod before letting your words tumble from your lips. “I need you two to come for me.”

“Where?” he asks, his tone is curious, but he already knows the answer.

You turn towards me with complete resolve. “Inside.”

A grin sweeps across my face as I instantly grab your hips and pull you down to straddle me. I let you grind your hips against me, spreading all of your liquid on the base of my dick.

When you finally have me coated, you lift yourself up and settle back down onto my cock. Your mouth was great, but your pussy feels divine. As you gently bounce yourself on top of me, the tension within me intensifies. “Fucking hell, angel. You’ve been getting railed all day and your pussy is still so tight. How do you keep up?”

You glance at me, with a smug look before getting down to whisper in my ear. “I had a great teacher.” You end your statement with a playful wink and it drives me absolutely feral. Your words alone have me on the brink of release, but I would never finish before satisfying you—that would just be rude.

As you arch your back to give Suguru a better view of your ass, he uses his fingers to tease the hole between your cheeks. “Baby girl, are you sure?” he asks.

You turn your head to speak to him directly. “Yes, sir.” 

Suguru’s face lights up and becomes absolutely ravenous. His tight grip takes a hold of your waist and pushes his way inside, still being careful not to hurt you. His length stretches your asshole while mine stretches your pussy, making you scream in pleasure as your head drops to my chest. My movements remain shallow while Suguru’s rhythm takes the lead.

After the initial drive, he lets you mold to his size—gently letting the cream from your pussy lubricate your hole. As Suguru’s movements gradually get faster, I feel your heart rate increase. Your whimpers become unsteady and I can feel the way his thrusts vibrate through you. Every push has your walls tense around me. 

“F-fuck. That feels—” you struggle to get out.

“Use your words, angel. Let us hear it.” My gaze locks onto you with conviction. You can take it.

“That feels so good. Don’t—” Your breaths are heavy, but your voice emerges with determination. “Don’t you dare fucking stop.”

There’s my feisty little angel.

Although my drives are stifled, there’s still enough room for me to thrust and work towards pleasure. Every time we move in sync the feeling leaves you gasping for air. Your whimpers turn to moans, and your moans turn to cries. The rhythm of our drives break you apart.

“Fuck–I’m…” You’re on the edge. The movements go faster.

“Don’t stop.” Your walls clench. The pressure gets harder.

“I’m comi—” You reach your peak. It’s okay because we’re there too.

“I’m coming.” You cry as you finally burst and your body relaxes around us. Ripples of euphoria cascade throughout the room. In the distance, I hear Suguru’s groan complement yours. He’s reached his limit too.

As your body writhes I can feel your pussy throb around me. It’s enough to jumpstart my climax, but I need just a bit more. When Suguru finally releases, I grip you tight to get in one last push. My tip drives into the edge of your cervix and it’s enough to send me over.

I feel my come shoot into you and a rush of bliss fills my body. I begin to tremble as it heats up against the warmth of your pussy. My blood runs hot, but my skin turns cold.

While I savor this peak, the sight of you replays through my head. I see your beautiful face, I feel your soft hair, I grip your luscious thighs. All of it intensifies the pleasure running through me. I wish this sensation would never end.

My breath begins to slow as the waves of my climax slowly subside. Feeling completely relaxed, I rest my eyes and I see visions—memories of us. We’re meeting in the hallway, kissing on the desk, laughing together and enjoying a meal. Even through all the quips and jabs, all I see is the way you smile. I bask in this moment for as long as I can. When I open my eyes, I’m happy to see that you’re not just a dream. Your gaze latches onto mine and I can’t help but smile.

You are truly a gift sent from above. Forget everything you used to know, this is why I call you angel.

Chapter 11: Release

I shift onto my back and my head sinks into a pillow. My eyes close shut as I regain my control. I can’t even wrap my mind around what just happened. There’s no way this is real, right?

Suguru and Satoru cuddle up against me and I realize that this is, in fact, reality. Satoru graces me with kisses on my neck while Suguru grabs a tissue to clean me up. I’m still high on their touch and drunk from their taste. If every day was like this, I truly wouldn’t mind.

“Still with us?” Suguru purrs. His voice is smooth as it echoes through me.

“Huh?” I open my eyes to see his face. His hair is swept up and tied, but his signature strand still falls.

Satoru jumps in. “We thought we lost you there, angel. How are you feeling?” As I turn to him, I get lost in the endless pools of blue that stare into my soul.

I let out a sigh of relaxation. “Never been better.”

“So…” Satoru pauses. “Does this mean I still get glowing reviews for being your mentor? Because I feel lik—” 

Suguru cuts him off, ruffling his hair. “Shut the hell up.” 

“Yes, sir.” Satoru’s tone is firm, but his eyes present a challenge. He turns away to mutter under his breath. “It’s a fair question though.”

I sneer and playfully nudge him off the bed.

“Hey!” Satoru yelps.

Suguru chuckles as he caresses my cheek. His face lights up with a teasing grin. “Come on love, no need for violence. I already have one brat to deal with, and I don’t need two.”

My eyes soften as I smile. “Yes, sir.” I gladly oblige.

There’s a moment of silence before we all break into laughter. Maybe this is what heaven feels like.

Epilogue

The morning rolls around, but this time we find ourselves in Satoru’s room instead. I’m still half asleep but I can feel Suguru kiss my forehead before he gets out of bed. As he heads over to his room, I realize that it’s Monday which means Suguru has to leave for his mission. It also means Satoru and I have to head to work. Damn. When he finishes getting ready, Suguru returns to the room to say goodbye.

“I wish you didn’t have to go,” I say to him as I lift myself up to rest on my elbows.

Suguru lowers himself down to give me a kiss. “I’ll be back in a few days, but I promise you’re in good hands.” He tilts his head to wink at Satoru.

I look back to see that Satoru is awake. He stretches and yawns before wrapping his arm across my body. His body radiates against my cold skin. There’s a comforting presence to his embrace that I would’ve never expected. Once again I’m reminded that this is nice—this Satoru is nice.

“Have fun,” Suguru chuckles as he leaves the room.

When Suguru is out of sight, Satoru runs his hand up my waist. He trails my curves and looks up to me with a suggestive smile. A silent dialogue unfolds between us.

I shrug in agreement. What can I say? His touch is electric.

He pauses, and turns to grab an item off his nightstand, lifting his brow to gauge my interest.

Before I reply, I look at my phone to check the time. We have time. The corners of my mouth curve as I nod. I lay back down and raise my arms until my hands meet the headboard.

His pupils widen in surprise. Not what you were expecting? Though his eyes are blue, I can feel them turn into fire.

In the distance, I hear Suguru call out to us as he leaves. “I’ll be out for a little bit. So Satoru, I’m leaving it to you.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of our girl.” Satoru calls back. We only have an hour before work starts, but he wraps his blindfold around my wrists anyways. “Isn’t that right, angel?”

a/n: thank you for reading!!! this was such a fun story to write. it's also my first fic so if you have any feedback, i'm happy to hear it (: also shout out to @0nyes for posting about Geto being a brat tamer, because that inspired a good bulk of this threesome hahaha.

[softxsuki]

hi hi! 💕 congratulations on your milestone, you're incredible, han! 🤗 if it's okay, for the event, please: #12. one bed trope with jujutsu kaisen (the brainrot is real)? have an amazing day/night. i love you and your blog!! 🥰 (uuh, i wouldn't really enjoy it if you wrote this for toji or nanami 🥲)

1.5k Follower Event: Trope 12 Jujutsu Kaisen

Trope 12: one bed

You can view my event here. Event requests are CLOSED

Pairing: Gojo x Gn!Reader

Warnings: none

Genre: Fluff

Post-Type: Drabble

Word Count: 610 (yea I went crazy)

Note: Thank you so much! I just knew Gojo would be so teasing in this situation. Kinda in a gojo brain rot rn and I don’t get any requests for him so I just HAD to pick him for this. I hope you enjoy! Love you 🥰

“Remind me again why we have to stay here overnight? Can’t you teleport, Gojo?” You ask the lanky man beside you, groaning in annoyance.

You were overseas with Gojo for a mission, not that he needed you, but he insisted on having you come along. And now that it was over and you were ready to get back to your own comfortable bed, Gojo was whining that he was too tired, and dragged you to a nearby hotel. Not to mention the hotel only had one room left and it just so happened to be with one bed…

“But isn’t this fun?!” He exclaims, throwing himself on the bed and patting the spot next to him with a wink. “C’mon, you know you want to. The bed is huge and it’s very comfortable!”

He knew exactly what he was doing. You could feel your heart beating out of your chest at his annoying smirk–the annoying smirk that you just had to find incredibly attractive. You couldn’t handle this situation you’d been forced into.

“Then you enjoy it. I’m going to go look for another hotel since you refuse to teleport us home,” you mutter, spinning around to leave the hotel room, trying to calm your racing heart. Gojo races to your side in a second, holding your arm to stop you from walking any further.

“It’s a big bed and you’re exhausted, you wouldn’t be able to handle the after effects of me teleporting you right now. Just rest for tonight. I’ll go sleep in that chair,” he points to the chair that is clearly too small for his long body. But now you know why he refused to teleport you both. He could have easily left you behind or done it anyway, leaving your body to deal with the side effects.

You were indeed exhausted, going beyond your limit in cursed energy, but you couldn’t throw the man out of the room when he’d gone out of his way to pay for it.

“It’s fine,” you sigh, rubbing your temples. “It’s a big bed, we can share it. Just…stay on your side.”

And once again his infamous smirk was back on his face–he was enjoying this a little too much.

After settling in, showering and changing into some clothes Gojo had bought for the two of you, you both nestled into the bed. He was right, it was incredibly comfortable, the mattress hugged you in all the right places. Yet you were too hyper aware of your crush literally inches away from you. Who knew you’d ever be in this dream-like scenario with the man who had overtaken every inch of your mind.

As if Gojo could sense your unrest, he pulls you close to his body, his warmth engulfing your senses.

“Hey, I told you not to-”

“Just relax, I’m not gonna do anything” He hums, rubbing soothing circles into your back.

You can’t help but relax into his arms, feeling the exhaustion of the day hit you like a truck as your eyes fluttered closed. Gojo presses a soft kiss to your temple, something that would have shocked you had you not been so tired.

“Goodnight beautiful” you hear the faint echo of his voice before you’re thrown into one of the best sleeps of your life.

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[tawus]

What’s ur take on Gojo’s cock in general?

Like I know it’s lengthy from reading the Infidelity smut scenes, but how long is it precisely~~~??? 👀

(I think you mentioned it before but then I forgot in either one of ur other asks or in the story. 🤔)

How thiccc is it? 2 1/2 inches? 2 3/4 inches? Veins~~~~? 😏

I’m obviously asking this bc of the NSFW Pre-workout Gojo figure that I showed you. 😌

(Ngl that cock, on the figure, looks like it could be 6.5 inches. 🫣🫠🤫)

You know I’d actually sent a screenshot of your dick-related questions to a friend with the caption: ‘Mokona asking real questions’ lmao

Oh lord Gojo’s dick – the amount of discussions that transpired on the subject over my time in this fandom…

First of all, girl that dick on the figurine looks about 10-11 inches if I’m honest. I’ll explain why. A very closed friend of mine (it wasn’t me I promise) was feeling horny and purchased a 9 inch dildo, not yet having the full comprehension what each inch would feel like inside of her. Well the dildo came (pun not intended) and the damn thing was so huge that only its head fit inside her and hurt and burned like a bitch (I promise I’m talking about a friend’s experience here). And this friend’s vagina isn’t especially tight either. She once had a dick so big it hurt her at first and bruised her – but even that dick was about 7-8 inches. The dick on the figurine I believe is about 10-11 inches based on its proportion to his body, if you look at that full body shot where half his appendage is protruding as big as his 3rd leg, not to mention the extreme girth which also adds to its monstrous size.

Now lemme make something clear: as much as I fictionally glorify the big dick – irl it hurts and Gojo’s does especially. It’s just impossible to take him in without proper prep. Often it takes him all of his self-control to not push into you in one go, since although feeling your warm wetness envelop him is a feeling he’s addicted to and always craving – it’s just not worth seeing you in pain over it. (Note that we’re not talking about Infidelity Gojo here, who might want to hurt his lover in this way at times)

Following on from that, the lube thing becomes an essential and a habit: there’s a bottle in the glove compartment of your car, there’s a little bottle even in your purse (at his insistence) which you toss from one purse to another together with your other essentials such as your wallet and car keys whenever you change purses, Satoru’s fingernails are always trimmed to be able to prep you no matter the setting or place, and here and there someone will notice Gojo’s tongue absentmindedly playing inside his mouth – that strong tongue which has learned to draw even Egyptian hieroglyphs in your pussy since licking you was so necessary for him to be able to fit himself in. There are all of these minute, almost invisible to other people details which have become a part of your and his routine.

Btw over on my discord server we used to have scientifically important discussions about his size as well, with the general consensus resting on 9-10 inches with an impressive length, the utmost beauty of his organ (because everything about Gojo Satoru is immaculate – that’s why he’s Gojo Satoru), and less girthiness than Toji, who just has the fattest dick you’ve ever seen even with his lesser inches. I’d taken some pics during those discussions for visualisation

[iwasei]

WHAT’S IN THE PANTS?

gojo satoru, getou suguru, toji fushiguro

content warnings - dick description lmao. smut drabbles w fem! reader

a/n - i deleted this post once it hit 1k notes by accident, reposted it and it flopped. now i’m reposting again cuz i’m mad it flopped and hoping that it won’t 😍 - sorry to the people on dash this is probably annoying 😭😭 HAPPY VALENTINES DAYy

GOJO SATORU

skinny man skinny cock.

just kidding for size, i'd say he's about 7.5 inches

it's not fat but not on the thinner side either

slightly curved upwards with a prominent vain running along the side

tan skin, mauve coloured tip

he's either shaved/waxed completely clean or has a patch of trimmed white hair

note: very sensitive tip. if u suck on the tip real hard, he'll buck his hips and cum down in your throat right there. pray for your pussy, bc this man is going to fuck you until you see stars

- oral (m receiving)

you pop off gojo's cock for a second before diving back down and taking him all the way to the base. hands playing with his balls as he pets a hand on you head. you can tell he's close from the way he's twitching in your mouth. a devilish idea plants itself into your head as you slowly drag your tongue on the underside of his cock before reaching the tip. swirling your tongue around the tip before sucking hard. "oh fuck!" he groans before he spills his cum into your mouth. you swallow and give him a teasing smile. before you even have the chance to wipe of the cum that had dribbled onto the ends of your lips, gojo grabs you close. "you think that's funny you little minx?" it's not, but how could you resist when you know you're going to get punished until all you can do is cum.

GETOU SUGURU

6.5 inches but he's thick

light pink tip and curved slightly to the left

for some reason he gives me the vibe that he'll be shaved clean

no pubes to choke on :( (why did i say this)

- mocking, degrading, breeding

“Ah! P-p-please you're gonna make me cum!" god, he's made you cum so many times you can't even count. "P-p-p-please!" he mocks, making you moan and gush even more. "all you can thing about is cumming can't you? cock is all that's on your mind?" he wasn't wrong, getou somehow managed to make you a dumb little cocksleeve, and you love it. "yeah that's it, squeeze me harder, i'm gonna breed this fucking pussy."

TOJI FUSHIGURO

FAT COCK FAT COCK FAT COCK FAT COCK FAT COCK FAT COCK FAT COCK FAT CO-

id say 9 inches. idc if that's too big. this man has A BIG FUCKING DICK

the head is flushed an angry red

he's definitely the one to think that no hair at all looks weird. makes him feel bald. so he has a patch of black hair at the base

- daddy kink

you let breathy moans out as his cock drives through gummy walls and reaches all your sensitive spots. "yeah, baby? gonna cum all over daddy's cock?" toji growls. squeaking out a yes, you reach your hand down to play with your clit, only to get a slap on the back of your hand. "making you cum is my job, you just lay back and fucking take it." letting him gather your hands up above your head, the sudden urge to cum becomes even stronger as he grinds himself into you and against your clit. "ah fuck daddy! i-i'm gonna cum!" you whine. "go ahead baby, daddy's not stopping you."

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