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Satoru always finds stains all over his bedsheets and pillowcases while doing laundry. Pinks and browns and reds— all lip products. Stains of smudged up shape of lips, left on most of his beddings.
He looks at them and reminisces about; how he shoved your face in the pillow while giving you backshots, or when you had to cover your face with his pillow so his roommate wouldn't be able to hear your moans, or when you'd drool and thrash around and hide your face in the sheets when he'd eat you out.
One second he's looking blank at the marks and the next second he's shoving the sheets in his face and giggling into them like a school girl.
Yeah, he really likes doing laundry.
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*ೃ༄ Stupidly Jealous!
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synopsis: texts where the jjk men are unreasonably jealous!
features: gojo, megumi, yuji, nanami, choso, takuma
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SMUCKERS ! (feat. satoru gojo)
SYNOPSIS : texts from the hoes? nope text from goj-hoe 😂 (and the crowd boos) PAIRING : satoru gojo x f!reader (should've been gakuganji.. smh...) TAGS : jjk past arc except it's lowk a modern au... crickets, gojo is reader's ex, crude humor, cursing, gojo lowk downbad, suggestive jokes, THE VOICE MESSAGE ON THE FIFTH SLIDE IS SUPPOSED TO BE HIM SINGING, exes to lovers rake that, reader lowk may or may not want him back?????, this was kind of executed shitty I was way too busy with fricking biomed bruh
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FROM: LINA!!!! TO : IYA!!! happy valentine's day everypony! :P A/N : happy valentine's day everyone he didn't ask me out it's time to burn down everything in the valentines section @ walmart 💔 also is this theme too much
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cw: breeding, choking, overstim
satoru gojo who . . . loves to have you ontop of him. not so you can do all the work, no. quite the opposite.
two thick and and warm hands occupying your body, lenghty and skilled fingers curled around your throat whilst his other hand delicately traced n’ swirled his initials into your aching clit. you didn’t know what you wanted to do, grind your slicked cunt onto his fingers or slink down onto the 8 inches your greedy pussy was already creaming on whinily. eitherway, satoru had it so you couldn’t escape. suffocated, ‘ trapped ‘ in the overstimulation he provided to you. and that’s how he wanted it.
he kept you trapped against his broad and fit body, your smaller frame daintily arched whilst he fucked his cock into you. fingers squeezing deliciously around your neck. you couldn’t think about anything other than how you could feel him in your stomach. and he could tell. hell, he’s almost as gone as you. watching his length hitting deep enough to create a plush bulge in your tummy was something he didn’t know he needed to see until now. airy, shakey moans hitting the back of your ear with an occasional teasing strip being licked that made you shiver. breathlessly giggling in your ear when he feels you almost impossibly tighten up and twitch around him. almost painfully so, though, it only adds to his stimulation. whiny masochistic giggles slipping out more n’ more.
“aheh..f-fuck..” he groans, his hips stuttering for a second before his pace picks up. deeper this time. trying to sink all of him into you at once, and god was it a tight fit. his hand moving from your clit to your pelvis to fuck up deeper into you had you breathless. a mewl ripping from your throat, it was like you could feel him there, too. “ss-satoruu ‘s too much, - too muchh..” you whine, and you barely get that out. through gasps or sniffles, you can’t tell. it’s too fucking good and he’s too fucking deep. blinded by your mostly shut eyes in overstimulation, the sliver of your sight brimming with tears and pleasure. “yea ? too much f’ya baby?” he encourages. coo’s, even. knowing he won’t slow down, too in love with overstimmulating your slutty cunt till you’re nothing but a twitchy mess. and you knew it too. “cmonngh, y’can take it for me-oh-.. fuck- r-right pretty baby?” he practically whined in your ear, lengthy need twitching inside, nudging and hitting what feels like your cervix. you weakly moaned a pretty “yeah, toru’-“
and you could feel him twitching inside you, defined hips sloppyily bucking up into you whilst he began messily pressing kisses to the back of your ear, moaning lewdly and unabashedly, knowing how much you loved it. fucked out smiled pressed to the back of your neck. whilst he gives your puffy cunt a little slap punishingly, grabbing your attention in your fucked out state, making you throb against his hand. your slick lingering on his fingers as he fucking whines hard into you ear. “so fuckin’ wet f’me , huh?” he speaks, voiced wracked with trembles. “y’know, starting to think y’like me stretching you out, baby…” he mocked, eyes trying to avoid rolling back into his head, he dosent want to miss any view you give him, but it was getting hard. “but wha did i tell’you? keep your attention on me, ‘pretty ..” he purred against you.
he didn’t know how he was gonna continue his punishment without driving himself insane inside your tight cunt.
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RESENTMENT.
established relationship: you forgot it was valentines day.
fushiguro toji, gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento & sukuna ryomen
cw: mild angst, swearing
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18+ mdni | 4.21am
an. I’m in heat, enjoy this while I work on v day reqs :D (thank you so much for requesting!!!)
pairing. satoru gojo x f!reader
“F-fuck angel ‘m close” satoru whined in your ear, hips sloppily thrusting against yours as he fucked you into the mattress for the nth time that night, harsh gasps panting in your ear mixed with broken sounds of what you thought was your name.
It’d been hours since you guys were meant to go to bed, even doing your nightly routines together, giggling as he made his silly zombie faces while brushing his teeth as he did every night.
Unlike every other night though, satoru was fucking feral- not that you were any better, the way you were creaming on his cock while digging your freshly manicured nails into his back (thanks to him btw!) only proving how equally desperate you were.
“Princess…fuck please can I cum inside?” Your lovers needy voice cried, breaking you from your trance. It was obvious satoru was reaching his breaking point, if the way he gripped onto the headboard as he harshly fucked into your cunt was anything to go off of.
You’d cleaned up around 3 times so far, going to the washroom and settling back into bed only for the feeling of your boyfriends giant cock against the curve of your ass to push you against him, body already raring for another round of him dumping his seed into you. You wanted to say no, wanted to tell him that you’re tired, but your body had other plans as your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him impossibly deeper into you and relishing in the overstimulate tears that began to fall from his eyes while he desperately rubbed his pelvis against yours.
“P-please toru give it to me, need ya to fill me up” your voice sounded out, filling his ears as his eyes rolled back and he spasmed above you, abs tensing while he convulsed in pleasure.
“L-love you, I fuckin’ love you ‘m gonna give you a baby, wanna see you get swollen n’ fuck 15 more kids into ya please please please”
You were sure he didnt know what he was saying at this point, but it didn’t change the fact it fucking ruined you, pushing you to milk his sensitive cock for anything he had left.
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it's here guys <3 taglist is open
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Ahhh! This was so damn good! @madamechrissy I needed this so much! This was so worth the wait. I loved it! Literally, Can't wait for the next part! Thank you, love! 🥰😘❤️
Losing Control Now
Pairings: Mobster Gojo x bartender F!reader
Summary: Something about running the Gojo mafia just makes Satoru so bored. Boring, boring boring. Sure, he loves money, he loves women, he loves snorting snowy powder off their bodies. He loves the power that comes from it- but he's just bored. That is, until he stumbles upon you, the brand new bartender that makes him pause, falter, and then soon he becomes obsessed, with knowing you, in every single way. Paying off your mom's debts and working two jobs, you're exhausted, but something about this pretty Mob boy just makes you... excited again. How far in are you, and how far is Satoru in the mafia world? All he knows, is he must have you.
CW: Sexual tension, eventually explicit sex, mafia themes, drug themes, violence, obsessed ass whipped ass Satoru Gojo, oral sex, possessive Gojo, drug use and drug dealing - lowkey Yandere fkn Gojo hehe. Light angst, some fluff, heavy smut, lots of teasing. This part- Making out, Gojo snorting coke off bodies, touching, teasing, and masturbation (phone sex) -WC this part- 7.2k wc
That Gojo art is by michi_ia on X!!! based on Satoru from Pour it Up (Sukuna's story) You can read it alone! Reblogs/comments so appreciated if you enjoyy!
Playlist- Part two (coming soon) (Based on Pretty Boy Mafia Gojo)
part one
If there was one thought running through the pretty head of Satoru Gojo’s, it’s not -sexy- the strippers dancing all around them. It’s not- thrilling- speaking of doing runs and deals. It’s not- addictive- even as he’s snorting coke off a pretty stripper’s thigh. It’s not- flattering even as he can clearly feel her heat, see her dilated eyes, the way she bites her lip.
Sure, he loves women.
Sure, he loves coke.
Sure, he loves his lifestyle, a mostly carefree mafia King, who lets people do most of the work for him. His best friend Suguru, his right hand man Sukuna, and his other partner Toji, the four of them ran this city. But it’s not- power that runs through Gojo’s head, though he enjoys that too.
The thought constantly in Satoru Gojo’s mind is…
Boring.
He leans back even now, sighing as the coke hits his nostrils, then he laps up that residue with a quick kiss with his pouty lips, the stripper gasps just a bit, and he touches her thigh, seeing a glimmering of slick from just that. Gojo loves to fuck, especially when it means nothing, when he can just let go and feel whatever he needs to in that moment.
But, even that, as he brushes his thumb across it, watching the pretty girl’s head fall to the side, her hips arch, even that has become…
Boring.
This meeting is boring, as he now smiles and winks at her, and she blushes, giggling and running to grab him another drink. His friends, they’re so…
Boring.
Business this, their territory that, what the Kamo family is doing, what the fucked ass Zenin are up to. What they need to do in order to produce enough to keep clientele satisfied. Who owes who money, who needs a lesson, and who needs protection- Satoru is happy to protect his town, his city, what is his as the top mafia family there is- or was.
The Gojo family.
But, as head of it now, it’s the last thing he really wants, in fact he has everything a man could want, endless amounts of money, loyal friends, women, pure cocaine that could help him forget the gnawing feeling deep inside. What is it? He tries not to think, as he crosses his ankle over his knee in his three piece suit, tugging at his skinny black tie, contemplating Sukuna’s words.
“The Zenin are more on the alert than ever.” He grumbles, sighing a bit as a girl hands him a drink, but he refrains from going near any of them really, hopelessly whipped by his new girlfriend. Satoru smirks a bit, earning Sukuna’s eye roll. “Out with it, Gojo.”
“You’re so whipped it’s really cute.” Sukuna’s jaw locks, standing, Satoru’s maniacally giggling, as Suguru and Toji sigh.
“Whipped!?”
“Completely, but I like this side of you. All soft-” Sukuna snatches Satoru up by his collar, earning Satoru’s glinting grin under red lights. “Aw, what’s wrong buddy?”
“It’s not being whipped it’s-”
“Whipped.” Toji earns Sukuna’s ire, as Suguru sighs and shakes his raven haired head, brushing it back a bit. “Sorry, but the kid’s right.”
Gojo snorts at Toji, rolling his pretty blue eyes. “A kid? I’m twenty seven, how is that a kid, old man.”
“Old man, the fuck?” Toji’s jaw locks, scar stretching over his lip, Satoru just smirks.
“Will you all focus?” Suguru asks with a sigh, smiling and lapping some salt off a stripper’s chest, before downing his shot, moaning as he gulps it.
“It’s boring. Ah, thanks, sweets.” Satoru smiles as the dancer hands him a drink now, and he sips it, wincing. “Ugh, not sweet enough.”
Satoru stands, and Sukuna raises a brow. “The fuck, you need even fruitier of a drink? Such a lil bitch drink already.”
“Fuck you, I like sweet things.” Satoru smiles and tilts the stripper’s chin up, watching a blush decorate her cheeks as he giggles. “I’ll go grab one, let you all keep being boring.”
“Oh whatever, Satoru.” He hears as he saunters off, determined to get a much sugarier concoction, as he steps through the club, familiar scenes unfolding, the glimmering lights bouncing off semi-naked bodies. Men with their wallets emptied, girls dealing coke baggies with bottles.
It was surely one of the places he enjoyed, it served as such a good front, along with the Casino he and Suguru ran, and many, many other ventures. A life constantly bustling from place to place, in the back of limos, women everywhere, but something yet again, even with the thrumming music of this club, just seems so boring.
That is, until he sees this girl, gorgeous but she doesn’t quite fit in, despite a banging body in fishnets that glimmer with little gems under the black lights, black booty shorts that showed much of those thighs, and a sexy little boostier. The lace cupping her breasts alone makes his cock twitch, just that!? A man who has naked women in front of him constantly.
But nothing is quite like when his blue eyes trail up her chest, past those pretty titties pushed up, to her face, lit up under the flashing reflections above. She’s biting her lower lip, concentrating, brows together as just a strand of hair falls out of it’s high pony tail, and she blows it away, an adorable little gesture. Her little hands are pouring bottles, as she measures this drink like a damn chemist.
But when her eyes catch his?
When your eyes catch his?
Sparkling and open, just a little nervous as you eye him, there’s something that sparks then, this…
He’s not bored.
Not at all.
You see him, this tall statuesque man, brightly glowing damn near with silvery white hair, but his eyes even in the dark, smoky club are so intense it makes you breathless. And he’s looking right at you, a bright pink drink in one of his giant hands, lithe body frozen just for a moment before he moves. You wait with bated breath as he does, as he steps closer, shooting you a little smirk.
His eyes glint with something deep- at first he seemed detached when you’d seen him, but now, swirling storms for eyes, model cheekbones even more accentuated as he smiles at you. Plump, glossy lips and long snowy lashes complete the prettiest face you’ve ever seen, perhaps even prettier than a painting, a silly thing for a bartender to think.
He leans with his elbows on the marble bar, tilting his head, blue eyes drinking you in, and you feel it like a physical touch. “You’re new, aren’t you?”
“How do you know?” You manage to murmur, trying to be teasing, but his intensity makes your breath catch.
“I’d remember you. I’m sure.” His words like some sultry purr, as his eyes caress your body, to the point you almost moan.
Fuck, who is he?
“I am new.” You say softly, he hands you his glass then, for a brief moment your fingers brush against each other, and Satoru feels this shock, like static, as he keeps his fingers over yours.
He vividly pictures it then, having you, but fuck not having you… he wanted to have you in every fucking way. Feral from fingers brushing when he just had a stripper all over him. His lips part as he sees your cheeks heat up, your tentative and sweet little smile, while lights dance across your skin, the thrumming of music fading to the background.
It’s like some fucking movie, in slow motion, as your smile melts him. “How about you make me a drink, huh sweetheart? Ya any good at it?”
“How do you like it… Mr…”
“Gojo.” You blink in recognition, everyone knows the Gojo family, though heavy in crime, they protect people, they keep their town safe. They’re insanely powerful, and you can feel his power, as he shrugs a broad shoulder, snowy lashes lowering over his gaze.
“Mr. Gojo…”
“And you are?” When you say your name, he repeats it, softly, and you’ve never fucking heard anything better. “Well, let’s see what you can make, pretty bartender.”
Pretty.
The word is used often, but from him? Your tummy is full of rapidly flapping wings of several butterflies. You clear your throat a bit, taking the glass now. “What kind of drink, Mr. Gojo?”
“Something sweet… sweet as… I bet you taste.” You barely hear the words at the end, and you blink in confusion.
“Huh?”
“Huh?” He grins then, throwing his head back, resting a hip on the bar as he studies you harder. “You’re cute.”
“Cute, hmm.” He just grins, as you make his drink, mixing every sweet concoction you know, he sips it then, moaning and fluttering his lashes.
“Perfect.”
“You’re special, the first drink I made.”
Satoru leans far too close over that bar, as he eyes you, and he knows then, he has to fucking have you. Fuck he’d not even let you leave his damn bed, keep you pinned under him, picturing how sweet you must taste, god how you even smell when he inhales near you is addictive.
“Are you… sniffing me, Mr. Gojo?”
He smirks a bit, but inwardly?
God you smell good.
“Perfume? Is it… Versace bright Crystal?”
“How would you know that?” He’s just grinning, sipping the drink with the thin little black straw, as you wonder just… who is he?
“I’ll see you around, sweets, hmm?” You nod curiously, narrowing your eyes just a bit, sighing as he walks away, you don’t see him when he eyes you again, before stepping back into the velvet red of the VIP room.
“Took you long enough.” Toji grumbles, and Satoru looks at Sukuna then, one question in his mind, along with one thought.
The boredom?
Gone.
“Who’s the new girl?” Sukuna turns towards him, a smirk on his face, which immediately changes as his girlfriend steps in right next to Satoru, he swears Sukuna has heart eyes. Satoru looks at her as she smiles brightly, giving him a hug first, making Satoru grin at Sukuna when he scowls.
“Satoru!”
“Hey pookie how are you?” He smiles and pats her head. Satoru and Sukuna's girl had become close. “How's it living with this psycho?”
“She loves it.” Sukuna huffs and drags her away, earning the soft laughter of everyone in the room as she's sat right on his lap, brushing his hair back affectionately. Strong, tough, big ass Sukuna was just a little kitten for her. “Tell him about the new girl, brat.”
“Oh!” She repeats the name, your name, and Satoru brightens up. Sipping the sweet drink you concocted and exhaling at how good it is. “She's a friend from way back, she got into… a hard situation. So Kuna hired her because he's sweet.”
“Tch.” He glares at her as she giggles, and suddenly Satoru wonders even more about you. What situation? What did you need it for? “You like her huh?”
“Just curious, she seems…” Different, exciting, beautiful sure but there was something so intriguing, especially about her touch.
“Pretty?” Toji says with a grin, and Satoru sighs.
“Duh, just curious… she makes the sweetest drink I've ever had.”
“The way to Satoru’s heart.” Suguru says with a chuckle. Satoru comes back to sit next to him, shaking his head when a girl comes to him
“No thanks, love.” The room collectively blinks at him now, as Satorus pretty eyes rest on Sukuna’s girl, a dancer herself… well somewhat. It's not like Sukuna let's her leave his sight much. “She's your friend?”
“Yes from high school, she left and did her own thing but…” She bites her lower lip. “Um, her mom got into some… bad debts with people, gambling.”
“Oh, she's like Toji.” Sukuna mutters, earning a middle finger from the gruff man, even as he's kissing up a girl's neck.
“Fuck off.” He grumbles, and Satoru would laugh, but he's even more intrigued. “Paid my debts, shithead.”
“Shithead!?”
“So she came to help?” Satoru asks her, and she nods, smiling just a little sadly.
“Her mom left her with a house about to get foreclosed. And debt with… I can't get into too much more. But she works full time and it's only enough for bills, not the debt.”
“So she's working like what, 60 plus hours?” Satoru asks, and she nods with a frown.
“I'm hoping here she'll make enough to get it settled? Kuna may help negotiate-”
“Who is it?”
“Why so curious?” She asks, as her eyes light up. “Oh… you like her.”
“I just… am a curious boy mmkay pookie?” She giggles and then Suguru snorts in laughter next to Satoru.
“He's blushing.”
“Am not! Just… something about her seemed… different. I was curious. Is she…”
“Single? Satoru Gojo is asking that?” Toji says then, and Satoru’s eyes narrow.
“Shut it old man.”
Toji’s jaw tenses. “I swear to-”
“Ask her yourself, hmm?” Sukunas girl says, Satoru sighs, because for the first time ever he feels a little…
Nervous?
Satoru Gojo is nervous, hands sweaty, blushing over you.
Who are you?
“I mean can we… get her in the next meeting?”
“Sure lover boy.” Sukuna says with a chuckle. “Want her on your lap?”
“Maybe. Yes.” The room's atmosphere is just a little lighter, as they finish and Satoru finally heads out for the night, turning a corner and bumping right into you, causing you to almost fall, but he catches you with those big hands, steadying you carefully.
“I'm so sorry, Mr. Gojo.” You murmur softly, god your voice is pretty, it's soft and sensual. He could listen to it all day- wildly wondering how it sounds when you’d cry out his name, to the point he’s just standing there for a moment, as your eyes meet, and he notices now, you have dark circles under them. It seems whatever concealer you had faded by now.
“You headed home?” He asks, seeing you’re now wearing a jacket over that bustier, and you nod a bit, hiding a yawn.
“Yeah, I have to work at like eight am.”
Gojo blinks now, peering at his silver Rolex. “It’s like two am, what sleep are you gonna get?”
“A couple hours I hope.” Satoru holds the door open for you now, and you give him another pretty smile.
“Thank you.”
“Of course, I’ll walk you to your car, unless you want big Jim to.” He points to a giant broad shouldered man, you giggle, looking back at Gojo, who has a little mischievous glow in his eyes now.
“I’ll let you walk me, thank you.” He slings his jacket over a shoulder, holding it with one finger, the other in his pocket, as the breeze gently blows around the two of you in the quiet night.
“How many nights are you working?” He asks, you tilt your head a bit as you come to your car, a little one good on gas, really the only reason you got it.
“I’ll be working Thursday, Friday and Saturday. Do you come here often?” Satoru snorts now, leaning down over you, free hand against your car as he leans, making your heart hammer in your chest at the proximity, eying his glossy lips.
“That a pick up line, sweets?”
“What!? Oh shit… it sounded like one!?” You cover your face in embarrassment, and he chuckles now.
“Teasing you is all. I do come here a lot, I know who I’ll be getting drinks from then. That was the best one I’ve had.”
“What no way!” He just grins as you lower your hands, a little bit of your hair falling out of your pony tail again, he brushes it away casually, tucking it behind your ear, his cool fingertips making your skin tingle. He watches the hitch of your breath, feels the heat of your cheek as you look at him, wide eyed.
“You kept blowing it out of the way.” He teases softly, fingers lingering on your cheek for just a moment.
“You noticed that?” You ask softly, feeling your heart thrumming with excitement despite your exhaustion.
“Noticed you also bite your lip too much.” He brushes a thumb over it briefly, shooting desire hot through your tummy.
You hadn’t even thought of sex or intimacy, as tired as you have been, working full time and taking overtime constantly, finally having this job as well, you haven’t even considered your needs. So tired you barely get horny, but something about this… Mr. Gojo, it’s making you ache to yank him by that tie, pull him in.
Do you even remember how to be seductive?
Why are you thinking like this?
“Do I?” You ask, all you manage really, and he nods just a bit, dying to kiss the indentations on your plump lower lip.
“Sure you’re okay to drive? I have a driver.”
“Oh no I’m good, I didn't have a drink or anything. But thank you, I hope… I hope I see you again… um to make more drinks?”
You’re cute.
Fuck you’re cute.
“You’ll see me around.” He assures you, opening the door then, and you exhale a bit, sliding into your seat and starting the car. “Have a good night, bartender.”
“Bartender huh?” He winks and you wave just a bit, leaving Satoru whistling just a bit, shaking his head, unable to figure out just what this is, this feeling, as Suguru walks out, yawning and stretching.
“Oh shit, that look.”
“What look?” He asks, as they walk to their sleek black car, the driver ready holding the door open for them.
“That obsessive Satoru look.”
“Oh psh.” He rolls his pretty blue eyes, but Suguru just chuckles.
“She is pretty.”
Satoru scowls at his best friend now, who’s just smirking at him. “Don’t even think about it.”
“That’s what I meant.”
“I’m not… obsessive.”
“Mmm, alright Satoru.” He pats Satoru’s shoulder as he looks at his phone now, typing in your name casually of course- to find your socials, and any pictures of you he can save.
******
After busting your ass at your normal 9 to 5, you ran your mom’s interest payment to the intimidating Mei Mei, she’s smiling cooly, so fucking fake it makes your skin crawl, raising a brow under her light blue hair as she sees the amount. “Oh, darling, that's double, hmm?”
“I had the extra, took another job.” You yawn as you peek at your phone, realizing you have to get ready for the bar soon.
“I see, should I charge you more for each installment, since you’re doing so well now?” You blink now, shaking your head and earning her soft laugh, as she stands, tall and curvaceous, hips swaying as she tilts your chin up, long nails brushing your skin. “I was kidding, that face!”
“I’m sorry, Miss Mei. I swear I’ll try to do double but could we keep to the current please?” She nods a bit then, smiling and sauntering back to her desk, sitting on it and crossing her leg, blue dress riding up just a bit.
“I don’t mind helping, as long as you keep paying. You sure are a lot better than your mother. How is she?”
Your jaw sets. The moment your mother left town, and left you with all this debt after begging you to come back, under false pretenses, your life had become an endless cycle of pure work. Work, work, work, and nothing else, that was it.
Work. Bills. Interest.
Work, more work, more interest.
The only break had been meeting him, at the bar, Mr. Gojo.
“Smiling, darling?” You clear your throat, shaking your head.
“Just happy I’m getting this done.”
“That’s the spirit, see you next week.” She now hops down, dismissing you with a little wave of her fingers, as you hurriedly leave, leaning against the door of the fancy building as you damn near feel sick, sighing and trying to gather yourself.
You want to resent your mother, want to hate her even, but you don’t have it in you. There’s just one thing on your mind, work, work, and work. The handsome man at the bar may be a beautiful distraction, but he’d surely just stay that, the little bit of serotonin you need.
******
“On your lap?” You blink a bit, as Satoru’s grinning, leaning over the bar later that night, looking far too sexy in that pinstripe suit of his.
“So usually the strippers do, but I’d really like you too, and you will make more than you do in an hour. How much do you usually make?” You murmur a number, and he hands you hundreds instead.
“You can’t!”
“I’m taking your work time, I damn well will. Here, take it sweets.” You sigh, stepping out from behind the bar, crossing your arms under your breasts and looking up at him.
“I just, sit on your lap?”
“Well, you may have to… let me snort coke off you?” You’re a blushing mess now, and he’s laughing softly, brushing your hair back just a bit. “Just a little coke.”
“You’re kind of insane, Mr. Gojo.”
“I’ve been told. Come on, what do you say?”
So… that’s how you ended up here, in the velvety red VIP room, Toji, Sukuna, Suguru and Satoru of course are there, you see your friend on Sukuna’s lap, the lifesaver who got you this job, who waves from where she’s on his lap. You smile nervously, as Satoru sits, patting his thigh then.
“C’mon, got a seat right here.” He says with a wink, and the next few minutes you’re finding it impossible to focus.
You can feel it, Satoru’s muscled thigh against your heat, pussy throbbing around nothing at this proximity, as Sukuna, Suguru and Toji all talk amongst themselves, Toji and Suguru have stripper’s on their laps, Sukuna has your friend- his girl- on his. And you’re right here, with Satoru’s big hand against your waist, fingers wrapping around the gentle curve of it.
You try to bite back a moan at just how good it feels, and you embarrassingly wonder if he can tell, if he can feel how wet you are, surely not you hope. He’s calmly talking as he shifts his thigh just a bit, and you have to hold in your gasp, your booty shorts aren’t enough of a damn barrier, surely, not for how his thigh presses up for a moment.
“You good, sweetheart?” He murmurs to you softly, and you turn your attention to him, blinking just a bit, lips parted.
“Huh?” Is all you manage, his full lips tilt up just a bit as he tilts his head, his other hand now on your fishnet clad thigh.
“Lots of heavy topics, too much?” He’s so sweet you think, as if the problem isn’t you’re soaking your shorts, and no you didn’t even have panties on to try to help whatsoever, in such a hurry you hadn’t washed any and said fuck it.
Big mistake.
“Oh, a little bit.” You are such a liar, but what do you say? Yes, Satoru, your thigh is making me want to grind on it, to make myself cum like some pathetic-
“Try to tone 'em out, it’s what I do.” He says with a wink, and you laugh softly, breathless, as if you’d heard a word any of them said, no… your pulse is racing too loudly to hear them.
“Got it, Mr. Gojo.” He takes the little baggie one of the strippers has then, brushing your hair back off your shoulder, watching goosebumps raise across your neck, your collar bone so inviting he wants to bury his face against it.
“The Zenin are now a bigger issue than ever, they perceive that Sukuna literally took Naoya’s girl and his kid.” You frown a bit, looking over at Sukuna, who’s gripping his girl so tightly, scowling, while Toji speaks. “I know it’s not that way, but it’s what we’re up against.”
“So we fucking take em all out.” Sukuna throws back a shot, and his girl shakes her head.
“Kuna…”
“Don’t you fuckin’ Kuna me.”
“They’re cute.” Satoru murmurs, you nod in agreement, as you watch her make this giant man melt.
“They are.”
“Is right here alright?” His thumb brushes your collarbone, and you flush nervously, eyes lowering shyly as you nod. “Never done anything like this, hmm?’
“No, not at all.” You look around as the other men are doing so, however, and tilt your neck just a bit. “But I trust you.”
“Yeah?” He murmurs, you exhale, when he taps some of the ivory powder across your skin. “Stay still for me, pretty?”
Pretty.
God when he calls you pretty.
Your heart pounds out of its chest damn near when he’s gently lining it up, one hand gently brushing up your back as he leans over with a rolled one hundred, snorting it right off your skin. Something about it, snorting coke off your body, makes Satoru even harder than he already was, especially when he hears the softest of whimpers from your pretty throat.
“Fuck…” He wonders if he says it out loud, but you don't respond, still as he had commanded you to be, making him wonder wildly just how much you’d listen.
If he told you to hold these sexy thighs open, if he told you to bend over and arch your ass, if he said get on your knees. Would you obey him?
Once the powder is up his nose, his snowy lashes flutter shut, letting it run through his system, and he moans just ever so softly, before lapping up the residue from your throat. Your hand grips his hair unconsciously, without even thinking, hips shifting so he feels that heat on his thigh, making him leak precum.
You’re trembling just a bit as the tip of his tongue slips up the curve of your neck, a hand slipping up your thigh, thumb pressing under one of the diamond openings of the stockings, brushing bare skin. Your breasts are damn near in his face as they rise and fall in the thin black halter you’re wearing, nipples poking out with how they’re tightening.
He presses a little kiss on your neck with plump lips, and instead of smirking at you like he would, he can’t form a coherent thought - all he can think is he needs you, beyond a want. He needs to bite your neck and mark you up for him so beautifully, so much so none of that concealer you wear would work, no you’d have to take days off, finally relax so good with him rubbing every inch.
It’s like the room fades for you, you can’t remember there are strippers, that there are mobsters, that your friend is there, it’s all this man that’s practically a stranger, who you for some reason trust to snort this powder off you. His lips linger far too long, before he pulls back, blue eyes so dark they’re black, his pupils dilated, with a mix of cocaine and desire.
“Woah, you need the room?” Toji mentions, earning your blush, but Satoru can’t stop staring, at that vein in your neck just pulsing, aching to bite it, like some psychotic feral vampire. He feels things right now he never has, not the casual desire, not the ease of having a woman, he wants to bite, kiss and lick every goddamn inch of this sexy body shifting again on him.
“We’re actually almost finished if you can focus a moment, Satoru.” Suguru says as he pinches his nose a bit, tilting his head back and letting his own line hit.
Satoru clears his throat, gently pulling you just a bit more up his hard thigh, smiling at them all. “Go on, finish the boring shit.”
“It’s not exactly boring, Satoru. Considering we need to meet with them.”
“The Zenin?” Suguru nods, and Satoru’s jaw clenches.
“Let’s meet with the Kamo family first.” Sukuna suggests, pressing a kiss on his own girl’s neck, as she strokes back his pink locks, making Satoru ache for this from you, for everything from you. “We can see if potentially they’ll be on our side.”
“Shit, it’s a good idea.” Toji sips on his beer now, laughing as he presses it between his stripper thighs, grinning lewdly.
“I’m down for that first if everyone is in agreement. Satoru?” Suguru asks, and Satoru tries to focus on all this boring shit, when he’s much rather finger the slick he feels gathering against his expensive slacks.
“Yeah, yeah. I’ll set it up.” He mumbles, and you look at him, your eyes dilated like his, but without any drug, it’s just pure want. Fucked up off his energy. “I can send everyone the details.”
“Sounds good.” Everyone gets up now, and Satoru holds you down just a bit longer, as they’re laughing and talking, heading out to the bar, he turns you to the side just a bit, tilting up your chin, hair falling down your back, brushing against where he has his arm against your back.
“You alright, sweets? That’s a lot to handle.” You blink just a bit, flushing as you shyly nod. “Ya sure?”
“I didn’t hear much.” You admit, and he exhales, his hand slipping back up your thigh, waiting for you to say something, to push off his hand, but you just watch him, eyeing him carefully, legs spreading just a bit. “I was distracted.”
“Yeah? By what, hmm?” You look away, so shy, he chuckles, leaning even closer to you. “You’re so cute.”
“You say that.”
“You are.”
“These dark circles sexy?”
“On you.”
“Mr. Gojo…” You lean closer yourself now, shifting your hips just a bit, earning his soft moan as he feels that wetness pouring against him.
“Need something, love? A thank you?”
“You gave me hundreds to be here, it’s already too generous. Why… um did you?” You ask curiously, and he looks down a bit, at your lips.
“I heard you work a lot, and can’t miss shifts. I didn’t wanna make you lose out on tips.”
“That’s so…” You’re blown away then. “I really appreciate it, but you wouldn’t have had to pay me to sit on your lap.”
“Oh yeah?” You bite your lower lip, shaking your head, when his hand slips even higher, and he eats up every bit of your expression, like you’re just as drunk off him as he is off you.
“I’m sure no girl has ever needed to get paid on your lap, Mr. Gojo.”
“My name, it’s Satoru.” You brush your hair back a bit, letting silken strands flow through your fingers, as Satoru’s hand is at the apex of your thighs, his thumb brushing right against where you’re soaked, eliciting a soft whine.
“C-can I call you that, though?”
“You can…” His thumb brushes your clit now, and you moan out loud, covering your mouth, but it’s too late, he heard it, thumb pressing where you’re sticky and so hot he can’t take it. “You’re soaked, baby girl.”
“Embarrassing… I’m so-”
“No, fuck it’s sexy.” You’re blushing further, so overheated as your thighs spread, and he moans, lips an inc from yours. “Satoru, say it.”
“Sa-”
“Are you coming Satoru?” Suguru peers in, and you quickly hop up, as Satoru considers killing his best friend. “We gotta - shit… didn’t mean to interrupt.”
“No, no it’s fine!” You’re quickly walking out, and Satoru literally has to turn and adjust himself, groaning, head falling back.
“Shit, my bad Satoru.”
“I’ll kill you, Suguru.” He grumbles, shoving at his friend just a bit. “Let me say goodbye to her first.”
“Calling it a goodbye?”
“Fuck off, Sugu.” He’s shoving his friend, as he catches sight of you rushing to the locker rooms.
You’re splashing cool water on your neck, on your face, you don’t even recognize yourself in that mirror, with the desire making your face look like you’re lit off your ass, like you’re drugged from that cocaine on your skin. You can’t even be thinking of this, not with who you’re dealing with right now, not with all your shit, all the work you have to do.
Satoru’s beautiful but…
You’ve never been one to fuck randoms, you’re unfortunately a person that needs feelings, and fuck if you don’t already have feelings that make no sense for someone you barely know. Something about him beyond model good looks, beyond that clear confidence, something about his touch sending those shocks through you, shocks that make no sense.
The door opens, and instead of one of the girls, or even Sukuna or Toji, it’s Satoru, disheveled hair spiked up, his eyes bright fucking blue in the lights of the locker room, looking right at you. You turn back to the mirror, hastily fixing your hair, trying to act normal.
“Leaving for the night?” You ask, voice hoarse just a bit, as you ache to say so much more, but he’s walking to you, long strides, until he’s right in front of you, cupping your face with one of those big hands, exhaling sweet cool breath against your lips.
“I want you to sit on my lap during the next meeting, yeah?”
“Satoru…”
“I’ll pay more.”
“What!? Why?” You ask again, curiously, and he sighs.
“I like you there.” His vulnerability shocks you. “Meetings, business, life? It’s so fucking boring. With you it’s…”
“Different?”
“Yes, different. I can’t really… will you?” You nod then, shyly, earning his big grin. “Also, I want you to take a day off.”
“What? Off here?”
“No, your normal job. Here, for next time.” He hands you hundreds, and you shake your head, but he takes it and slips it right in your bra, backs of his fingers brushing against your breasts, eliciting a whimper. “Shit…”
“You can’t give me all this. And… taking a day off, I-”
“Fine then leave early or some shit. Just… you look like you could use a little break?”
“Don’t feel sorry for me for working a lot.” You frown a bit, and Satoru imagines just how little you’ll ever have to do, when you’re his.
“I admire it, shit. Swear I don’t feel bad for you. Just know, that’s pennies to me, okay? And I enjoyed your… I enjoyed you there.”
You smile a bit, as the cash presses against your skin, and you step closer. “Can I hug you?”
“Can I kiss you?”
“Huh?”
“Huh?”
You both giggle, and you’re looking down shyly. “Just a kiss?” Satoru presses you against the counter, his hard body hot against yours.
“Pick which lips you want kissed.” His voice is husky, as he presses a thigh between yours, and you can’t stop the soft cry that elicits from your mouth.
“Satoru…”
“I’m serious. I can put a kissy on each lips, baby girl.” He’s tilting your chin up, and you lick your lower lip nervously, as swirling blue eyes drink you in.
“Why me? You can have… anyone.”
“You’re not just anyone. But also… have you seen you?”
“Yes, silly. I look tired.”
“Psh, pick it, where you want your thank you kiss.” You brush against his thigh, and he leans down, hungrily kissing you, and then it’s over for Satoru.
When your lips, so plush and pliant under his part just a bit, your cute little gasp, his tongue slips in past the seam, and you’re whining out softly, hands clinging to his dress shirt, earning him pressing that thigh harder. You’re grinding on it, fucking shameless as your tongues meet, at first tentative on your end, but Satoru consumes your damn mouth, your everything.
He’s moaning, damn near whimpering, a hand entangling in your hair, pulling just a bit as you roll your hips. “Shit, gonna grind on my leg like that? Even wetter than that whole meeting, huh?”
“Shh, w-wasn’t…” He smiles against your lips, kissing you deeper and deeper, as you grind, damn near about to cum from the friction.
“I can take care of-”
“Ahem.” Toji and Sukuna walk in then, and Satoru exhales, resting his forehead for a moment, against yours, as your breaths mingle, thoughts wild.
Satoru Gojo is dangerous, right?
He runs the Gojo Mafia, right?
Then why is he so sweet, so caring, so… fuck, he’s thoughtful. And every bit of his danger makes you crave him even more, like a moth drawn to his bright light, the beauty of him was just a small part of it. You ached to be consumed by him, fucked until you have no more thoughts.
Not all the damn money you owe Mei Mei.
Not the responsibilities thrown all over you from your mom.
You want to be thrown in every position for this man, submit yourself to anything he wants, and the thoughts are making your brain hurt. You take a shaky breath as he pulls back finally, easing a thigh back when you see it, a slight darkening, of where you’d soaked him with your cunt. Panicking, he just turns a bit, brushing it with his thumb, putting it to his lips.
“Shit, ya’ll need a room?” Sukuna asks, as Satoru’s eyes flutter shut, and his cheeks hollow as he sucks you off him.
“We got VIP rooms, ya know. Should charge Gojo for em.” Toji teases, but Satoru is gripping your face again, making you feel like the only damn thing in the world.
“I’ll be here Thursday, take that next day off, yeah?” You nod shyly, as he then whips out his phone, handing it to you. “In case you need anything.”
“Oh… thank you.” You scan the little code, entering his number in your phone with a shaky hand, and he smiles, eyes lingering.
“Night, sweets.”
“Night, Satoru.” You murmur, as he walks out then, you damn near collapse on this counter, head leaned back, finally alone for a moment.
Satoru Gojo, who is he.
Is he the guy that runs with people like Mei, or is he different? He feels different, he seems different…
Later that night you can’t get him out of your damn mind, tossing and turning, you only have a couple hours to sleep, ever, and you can’t be spending this just thinking of Satoru all damn night. You finally bite your lower lip, shooting him a little text, hoping it wouldn’t wake him up.
You: Good night, Mr. Gojo.
Satoru: You know it’s Satoru, hmm? Can’t sleep?
You: A lot on my mind… but thank you for today, you didn’t have to.
Satoru: That’s nothing to thank me over. But, you’re welcome, have sweet dreams… of me.
You giggle then, shaking your head, and biting your thumb just a bit.
You: Only if you dream of me.
Satoru: You think I haven’t already?
You cover your face, damn near squealing, fuck he makes you feel like some little high school girl, giggling as she hears her crush on the phone. Your hands are shaking just a bit as you contemplate what to say. You are terrified to bring anyone into the shitshow that’s your life, your mom coming in and out, taking money and disappearing, your brother coming too, begging for money.
You have a mess of a life, with a cruel woman after you, threatening you constantly, and you’re scared to open up, to be happy, even for a moment. But when he texts you next, you can’t stop your heart from racing.
Satoru: You know, masturbation relaxes me, knocks me right out.
You: Oh does it now?
Satoru: Try it and let me know next time you see me.
As Satoru speaks, he’s picturing you, and he can’t stop himself from stroking his cock slowly, up and down, as he’s riding in the back of his limo, finally all alone, fuck just your three dots typing and the memory of your taste are more than enough. His head falls back as he does, stroking his cock up and down, twisting and whimpering just so, when you finally type back.
You: Hmm… it is a little relaxing.
Satoru almost loses his shit, picturing how pretty your pussy must look.
Satoru: Giving it a shot? Listening, like a good girl?
Good girl, shit. You’re whining as you run circles over your clit, and you can’t type anymore, and Satoru notices, calling you now, shocking you. “S-Satoru?”
“Lemme give you pointers.” He says huskily, and you hear him, grunting just so, making you cry out.
“What? Are you…”
“So you get good sleep, you know- f-fuck. Rub little circles on that clit, hmm sweetheart?”
“Fuck…”
“You cuss?” He asks with a breathless laugh, hearing your whine on the phone, as your fingers get slippery. “If I wasn’t going out of town I’d come right over, make sure you’re doing it right.”
“Oh, would you? What if… I w-wasn’t, ngh!” Shit, Satoru’s about to bust just hearing your breathy cry.
“I’d have to show you how, baby girl. For your sleep, you know. Maybe use my fingers, bet yours don’t hit hmm? So tiny.”
“Mnh… Y-you would?”
“Let you use my thigh.”
“Satoru!”
“My face?”
“Fuck!” You’re screaming out as your little clit twitches, just edging him to moan, pumping cum all down his hand, he groans at it, at the flooding of sensations, his head falling forward, seeing the endless white cum spurting out his pretty pink tip. “S-sorry, I don’t usually cuss I s-swear… or d-do this…”
“Shh, sweetheart, you deserve some relaxation, hmm?” His murmur makes you ache for him, as you wonder…
What is this?
He just makes you let go.
You exhale now, struggling to right yourself, adjusting your shorts, sticky just a bit, as Satoru’s wiping himself um, moaning softly. “I’ve never done this.”
“You’re so cute. So fun to corrupt.”
“Oh!”
He’s laughing softly, zipping himself back up, as he aches for you, more and more. “I’ll see you soon, maybe I’ll show you some pointers.”
“You’re so sure of yourself hmm?”
“I’m Satoru Gojo, baby girl.” But he’s not sure of himself, he’s not sure he’d last long inside your cunt, god he imagines it’s perfect, he can’t get it out of his head, those moans, those whines, that liquid heat on his thigh.
“Satoru, wherever you’re going, be safe.” Your thoughtfulness touches him then, sure he has some friends, but no one says - stay safe. He’s momentarily stunned, hearing your yawn then, smiling at it.
“Of course I will be. See, masturbation, the cure.”
You giggle, shaking your head as you yawn once more, feeling your eyelids get heavy. “What’s this… mean?”
“That you want me so bad-”
“Satoru!”
“It means you’ll sleep good.” You both laugh softly, and you sigh then.
“Good night, Satoru.”
“Good night, sweets.” He waits for you to end the call, covering his face now, as his cock throbs with aftershocks, and he knows good and damn well it’s not the last time he’d jerk off to you tonight. No, it’s definitely not, he’s in the shower later at the hotel he’s staying at for the night, wishing he could just say fuck all this, and fuck his pretty bartender.
As he lays in the fancy hotel bed, he’s stroking it again, picturing how you’d ride him, how you’d bounce on his cock. The next morning even, he’s stroking it again, until his cock fucking hurts, remembering those moans, those whimpers, thos sweet little cries.
Satoru must have you.
A/N - hehe I know it's SO LATE- I'll reblog in the morning <3 I hope you all enjoy- I'm thinking 4-6 parts on this onneee, there is gonna be a lot of drama and a lot of Toru being whipped- this is kinda the intro chap. See you in the comments my lovesss
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Made With Love
Gojo x Reader - Ao3 Link
Summary: After giving your coworker the obligatory Valentine's Day chocolates, he insists on giving you a return gift. Little do you know that his gift has his own special and personal touch to it.
A/N: Happy belated Valentine's Day! I'm a little late lol, but I hope you guys enjoy!
Other Notes: In Japan, giri chocolates are chocolates given by women to male coworkers or friends on Valentine's Day to express friendship or gratitude.
Content Warnings: Implied obsessive behaviour, implications that Gojo's been stalking you, Gojo feeding you his cum without your knowledge, bodily fluids, Gojo being creepy towards you, female reader.
MDNI. MINORS AND BLANK/AGELESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED
“Oho, a gift for me? This really is a holiday!”
“Just take the chocolates, Gojo.”
You resist the urge to roll your eyes as you hold out a small bag of chocolates to Gojo. In hindsight, you shouldn’t have stalled until the end of the day to give Gojo his share of giri chocolates. At least you could’ve avoided seeing his dramatic declarations of thanks with excuses of work if you’d done it in the morning. Now that it’s just the two of you in the school's offices, you doubt Gojo's going to let you go with just a “thank you.”
“If you insist!”
Gojo plucks the bag out of your grasp with an exaggerated sweep of his arm. His fingers linger against yours, pressing into them, and you’re parting your lips when he pulls away with a satisfied smile. Pinpricks bloom in the spots his fingers had touched yours as you watch him pull down his blindfold and delicately cradle the bag in his hand. He takes out a chocolate, gazing at it before popping it into his mouth with a loud hum.
“Delicious.” Gojo licks his lips. “And homemade too?”
His eyes are shining too. You've seen that look before, in the way Gojo only follows you on missions, in all the times he keeps getting you to help him provide “hands-on demonstrations” while he’s training his students, in how he always finds you outside of work, your paths crossing too many times for you to call it a coincidence anymore. It’s tinged with hunger, like you're his target for something you can’t seem to name.
“Yeah. I wanted to try making everyone’s chocolates this time,” you say, trying to keep your tone light. “I’m glad you liked it too.”
Gojo’s smile flickers.
“Is that so?”
You furrow your brows. Gojo’s never reacted like this when you gave him chocolates before. Ieiri always gave him giri chocolate too, and he’d never made…a show of receiving and trying her chocolates on the spot.
An awkward silence engulfs the room. Gojo's still gazing at you intently, as though he were expecting you to say something more. Against the setting sun, the shadows on his face grow sharper, deeper.
The room suddenly feels colder.
“Um, I’m heading out then. Night,” you stammer out, hastily grabbing your stuff from your desk. Relief washes over you as you make your way out of the room. Now that you’d gotten that out of the way, you could go home and—
”Wait! There’s something I wanna give you too.”
You stop, a few steps away from the door, willing yourself to turn and face him again.
“What is it?”
Gojo grins and reaches into his jacket pocket. He takes out a small white box topped with a blue bow, the same shade as his eyes, and offers it to you with a flourish. “I made some chocolates for you! As a thanks for the ones you gave me all these years.”
This is new. You raise an eyebrow.
“White Day isn't for another month.”
“Yeah, but you know me.” He shrugs and flashes you a cheeky grin. “I've never cared for tradition.”
“I appreciate it, but you didn’t have to—”
“C'mon,” Gojo half-whines, pouting. “I stayed up all night to get it right!”
He offers you the box again, giving it an insistent shake this time. He gazes at you expectantly, his pout hardening into a pursed frown the longer you hesitate. Something heavy crackles in the air, like a gathering storm.
You dry swallow and stiffly hold out your hand.
“Thanks, Gojo.”
You don’t think you’ve ever seen Gojo look so pleased as when you accept the box. To be honest, you’d half-expected a more unusual gift. Something like a souvenir he’d picked up on one of his missions, or dessert from one of the cafes he keeps trying to get you to visit with him. Handmade chocolates feel too friendly for what's supposed to be a return gift from a coworker.
“Wanna try one?” he asks eagerly. The edge in his tone only leaves room for one answer.
Your fingers are cold and numb as you open the box to see large white chocolates shaped like hearts and drizzled with brown icing lined up in neat rows. They look professionally made, like something you’d find in a luxury goods store. It’s a lot of effort put into what’s supposed to be a return gift for giri chocolates.
Too much effort.
“They look nice,” you comment politely. “And well made.”
“That’s because I made them with my love!” Gojo chirps, clapping his hands. His smile is painfully wide and uncanny. “I used your favourite flavours too. You’re a fan of fruits, yeah?”
A knot forms in your stomach. You don’t think you’ve mentioned to him what your chocolate preferences are. Maybe he guessed it from your reactions on White Day, but you’ve never been picky about what you got. Despite his antics, he’s always been an observant person too, so there was that, you suppose.
“…I am, I guess,” you reply. You pick up one of the chocolates, turning it over with your fingers. Gojo’s only asking you to try one piece. You could play along for a little longer, couldn’t you?
Before you could regret your decision, you take a bite of the chocolate. It’s sweet and milky, with a smooth coating that melts away when you bite into it. You wonder how much time Gojo spent on this, because it has to have taken more than a night for him to—
A sharp, strange taste suddenly assaults your tongue, and you almost choke. It's salty and bitter, like the filling has gone bad, and every instinct in your body screams for you to spit it out, but you force yourself to swallow because Gojo’s still watching you. The bitter taste clings to your mouth and throat, drowning out everything else until it’s all you can breathe in too.
You look down at the half-eaten chocolate still in your hand. Filling drips out of the shell, thin and cloudy white, trickling down your fingers in droplets.
You wish the ground would swallow you up whole.
“What did you put in them?” you rasp. Your voice sounds alien to your own ears and you don’t know if you want to hear the answer anymore.
Gojo’s eyes bore into you, his gaze threatening to swallow you whole. His smile turns hungry, almost feral. Too late, you see the walls closing in on you.
“Like I said,” he says simply. “They’re made with my love.”
#momo writes#gojo satoru x reader#gojo x reader#gojo x you#gojo x y/n#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jjk x reader#jjk x you#cw implied obsessive behaviour#cw bodily fluids#cw implied yandere
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cw: subbypervgojo , cunnilingus, dildos
the molded dildo fit to replicate every detail of satoru’s cock that he got you as a ‘ gag ‘ gift, is the exact one he’s sloppily riding on his knees infront of you. an idea that initially started off as a joke, potentially a hidden desire of his. pretty pink dusted tip weeping out pearly globs of precum, grinding shakily against your leg. whilst he grips at your thighs. brain all foggy n’ turnt to mush fucking himself on his own cock, without shame.
between him fucking himself on his own length, and you being the one to watch, he couldn’t tell which was making him harder.
god, if it wasent the best view you’ve ever seen, then you don’t know what else could compete. his overstimulated mewls drowned out by your cunt in his mouth. trying to taste all of you on his tongue, even if it meant suffocating. he’d love to go out with your pretty pussy on his face anyday. your hands roughly tugging at his hair, using him just how he liked.
maybe you’d have to indulge in his silly little ideas more often.
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#‘ 🎼 。 tzihomara ₊˚⊹#this might be for a niche crowd..#idc tho i NEED to express my thoughts..#gojo x y/n#gojo x reader#gojou satoru x reader#satoru gojo x reader#gojo smut#jujutsu kaisen fanfic#jjk x you#jjk smut#jjk x reader#jjk fanfic#gojo satoru#jjk gojo
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"hahahhhahaiwantuahahaahh" must have been the wind ahh msg
*ೃ༄ Falling for you!
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synopsis: texts where the jjk men realise they have a crush on you! (pre-relationship)
features: gojo, megumi, yuji, nanami, choso, takuma
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Yandere!Gojo that obsessing over you because you remind him of Geto before he left.
He stays near you all the time, determined to be your best friend. If you have a certain hobby, he’ll be naturally good at it and want to do the hobby with you!
99% chance you’re a VERY STRONG sorcerer so he’ll ask you what your thoughts are on the jujutsu system, what you think of the higher-ups and what you want the future to be like for the future sorcerers of society. During this, he coldly emphasizes how honesty is golden to him and don’t bother trying to lie because with his abilities, he will know if you are.
Gojo likes to use money to win over your trust and friendship. Rent? Not anymore! Bills? Nope! That new car you want? Coincidentally, he bought it and doesn’t like it, you want it? The best restaurants in Japan will be delivering food to you two for the right price.
He’ll want you to co-teach the Tokyo jujutsu students with him. Since your morals align with his, he’ll let you help raise the next generation of sorcerers with him.
During the long nights of him not sleeping and you being kept awake by him to keep him company in his room, he becomes more obsessed. He’ll talk about his dreams for the next generation, his loneliness, his fear of just being a “weapon” for the system, etc. You decide there might be one chance that he might let you sleep. While he’s talking about what he wants, you wrap your arms around him and tell him that you’d still be his friend even if he wasn’t the strongest. He’s so shocked by the gesture that he becomes silent and lets you sleep while you two cuddle on his bed. He’s found out that night that he likes to be the little spoon.
He loves you, through he may not say it. He wants you to be his equal, he doesn’t want to be alone anymore, he wants a friend and a partner for life. And this time, he won’t allow his friend to leave him again even if he has to lock you away.
#taos writing#jjk#jjk x reader#jjk x you#jjk x y/n#gojo satoru#jjk gojo#gojo x reader#jujutsu gojo#gojo x you#gojo x y/n#gojou satoru x reader#gojo saturo#jujutsu kaisen#jujustsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu satoru#jujutsu kaisen gojo#gojo satoru x reader#gojo saturo x reader#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu kaisen x you#gojo imagine#gojo satoru imagine#jjk imagines
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Satoru Gojo likes to make you blush. He thinks you're cute. He thinks he's smooth. He makes no secret of any of these things.
Satoru Gojo has no fucking idea what goes on in that head of yours every time you see his pretty face.
"Oh," You can feel his eyes on you, or maybe it's just the way he says your name, "Nice to see you!"
You like the way he says your name, all low and drawn out, like he's trying to tease you - like every syllable is something he savors.
You like even more the way he smiles, always, when he says it.
The way that smile curves into a smirk... well. You're still figuring out how you feel about that.
Even when he gets up and stalks towards you, it's with the lean grace of a predator. His stupid long legs take him across the room in just a few steps, tall enough to loom over you.
Hands in his pockets, leaning over the table with a grin on his face like the cat that got the cream.
Stupid, handsome man. All he's doing is standing next to you and he's acting smug.
You want to pin him down and fuck him raw.
Satoru Gojo, the hottest man you've ever met and object of your raging feral crush, says your name again and you nearly jump.
He's so pretty. Even when he laughs he's pretty.
You want to see that pretty fucking face flushed and those pretty special eyes of his glazed over and glimmering with tears.
"You're cute, Satoru," You say, looking him dead in the eyes, completely seriously. "You ever heard of cuteness aggression?"
"Sure." Satoru laughs.
It's sweet. If he were younger, he'd take offense to being called 'cute', but his older and wiser self knows -
"You're so fucking cute sometimes I wanna pin you down and choke you out." You lean upwards to meet him face-to-face, unblinking.
"I could just eat you up. Every time I see you I wanna take a bite."
Satoru swallows hard. Oh, fuck.
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be mine (or whatever)
gojo satoru x reader | fluff
“You brought me all the way up here just to kill me, didn’t you?” you say, squinting at Gojo as you kick at the wildflowers near your feet. “Admit it. You got sick of me roasting your blindfold fashion choices, and now you’re gonna push me off the hill.”
Gojo scoffs, hands stuffed in his pockets. “Please,” he says. “If I wanted to kill you, I’d do it somewhere way less scenic. Maybe a dingy alleyway or the dumpster behind a McDonald’s.”
“Romantic,” you deadpan. “So this isn’t an elaborate scheme to murder me?”
“Not today, at least.”
“Then why’d we come all the way up here?”
Gojo shifts beside you, kicking at a rock. “Dunno. Just felt like it.”
You hum, turning back toward the view.
The city stretches out far below, bathed in the soft glow of golden hour. The lake shimmers, the sky looks like something out of a painting, and the warm breeze carries the scent of wildflowers.
It’s beautiful, and every part of you is glad to be seeing with Satoru. You’d never admit that to him, though.
“So,” you say after a moment, side-eyeing him. “Are you gonna tell me what’s in your pocket, or are we gonna pretend you haven’t been messing with it all day?”
Gojo freezes.
He plays dumb, tipping his head. “What?”
You narrow your eyes. “You suck at acting.”
“You suck at minding your business,” he shoots back.
You grin. “Satoru.”
“Sweetheart.”
You make a sudden grab for his pocket.
“HEY—!”
Gojo dodges, but you’re fast—fast enough to chase him through the field, laughing as he sprints away like his life depends on it.
“IT’S EMBARRASSING!” he yells.
“SO YOU DO HAVE SOMETHING!”
Gojo twists, but you grab his sleeve—yanking him back—and suddenly—
Suddenly, he’s really close to you.
Like close-close.
Like his breath is warm against your skin close.
Neither of you move.
The sun melts lower, golden light spilling between you, soft and unforgiving. And maybe it’s the angle, maybe it’s the way the wind tugs at your hair, or maybe it’s the way you’re smiling at him, carefree, full of life, so effortlessly you.
The sunset behind you looks dull in comparison.
The golden hues, the soft streaks of lavender and rose—the whole breathtaking masterpiece of it—none of it comes close.
For the first time in his life, Satoru Gojo forgets how to breathe.
Your voice pulls him back. “What are you hiding?”
Gojo exhales. Debates running. Debates lying.
Then, painfully, he pulls a tiny pink envelope from his pocket and holds it out.
You blink.
You take it.
It’s a stupid Valentine’s Day card, cheap and childish, a cartoon panda holding a heart. Inside, scrawled in his ridiculous handwriting:
Be mine (or whatever).
Silence.
Gojo watches your face, regretting every decision that led to this moment. “Look, just throw it away or something—”
But instead, you laugh.
Not teasing. Not mocking. Just soft.
And then—
Then, you step closer.
And kiss him on the cheek.
Gojo short-circuits.
It’s not long, not deep—just a simple press of your lips against his skin, soft and fleeting, but it knocks the wind out of him entirely.
When you pull back, he’s still standing there, dazed, ears pink, brain empty.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, Satoru,” you murmur.
And as the sun sets behind you, painting the sky in every shade of hopelessly, stupidly in love, Gojo Satoru finally, finally understands what it means to lose.
———
Awee kill me (or whatever) !
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Do yall think Gojo was ever forced to marry someone from other influential clans considering that he was the only one with six eyes and infinity in 400 years and the leader of the Gojo clan?
Im sure he had proposals from tons and tons of girls from different clans officially and he wasn’t very happy or enthusiastic about it.
I guess?
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Asleep
You fall asleep on them.
Characters: Gojo, Choso, Sakuna, Geto , toji , Nanami, Yuji and Megumi
Gojo Satoru:
Gojo is smug as hell about it. The moment he feels you slump against him, he immediately whips out his phone to take a picture. "Aww, my baby trusts me this much? Adorable~!" He’d probably trap you in his arms so you can’t escape, whispering nonsense about how he’s the best pillow ever. If anyone walks by, he’s grinning like an idiot. "Shh, my baby is resting on their favorite person ever!" You’d wake up to him dramatically sobbing, "You left me alone in this cruel world!" when you eventually move away.
Choso Kamo:
Choso freezes. His entire system shuts down as he stares at you, sleeping peacefully on his shoulder. His hands hover awkwardly, like, what do I do? Do I hold them? Do I move? Help? In the end, he just sits perfectly still like a statue, afraid that moving even an inch will wake you. If anyone tries to disturb your nap, they will be met with a death glare. He gently adjusts your position to make sure you’re comfortable but doesn’t dare wake you up. Deep down, he melts at how safe you must feel with him.
Ryomen Sukuna:
At first, Sukuna is offended. "You have the nerve to fall asleep on me like I’m some common pillow?" He glares at your sleeping form, arms crossed, contemplating whether he should just push you off. But then he notices how peaceful you look and tchs before letting you stay. "Hah. Pathetic human, relying on me like this…" He acts annoyed but subtly adjusts his posture to make sure you’re comfortable. If anyone dares to comment, he growls, “ Keep moving unless you want to die.”
Geto Suguru:
Geto is so soft about it. He smiles to himself, brushing a few strands of hair away from your face. "Tired, huh?" His voice is quiet, barely above a whisper, as he lets you rest. He’d probably place a protective arm around you, keeping you close while continuing whatever he was doing. If anyone comes up to him while you’re asleep, they will be met with a calm but firm, "They’re sleeping. Whatever you need can wait." Absolute boyfriend material.
Toji Fushiguro:
Toji snickers the second he realizes you’re asleep. "Damn, I must be real comfortable." He teases you even though you’re unconscious, grinning like a menace. But despite all his bravado, he doesn’t move an inch because deep down, he loves that you trust him enough to fall asleep on him. If someone comments on it, he just smirks and says, "Jealous? Too bad, this spot’s taken." He might even wrap an arm around you possessively just to prove a point.
Nanami Kento:
Nanami lets out the deepest sigh, but his expression softens when he sees you sleeping. He adjusts his posture so you don’t wake up with neck pain and simply lets you rest. If someone tries to wake you, he glares at them like they just insulted his entire existence. "Let them sleep." He continues doing whatever he was doing, secretly enjoying the quiet moment. If you drool on him, however… he will wake you up.
Itadori Yuji:
Yuji malfunctions. His entire face turns bright red, and he stiffens like a board. Oh my god. Oh my god. They’re sleeping on me. What do I do? Do I move? Do I stay? Breathe, Yuji, breathe! After a few moments of panic, he slowly relaxes, a huge, goofy grin spreading across his face. He’d probably hold your hand while you sleep, just vibing. If Megumi or Nobara see, he’ll shush them with a frantic whisper, "DON’T WAKE THEM UP!"
Fushiguro Megumi:
Megumi blushes instantly. He tries to act normal, but his ears are completely red. He clears his throat, averting his gaze, but he doesn’t push you away. In fact, if you shift in your sleep, he subtly adjusts his position so you’re more comfortable. If Gojo sees, he will never hear the end of it. "Aww, Megumi~! Look at you being all soft!" Megumi glares at him with murderous intent but doesn’t move, because deep down, he doesn’t want to wake you up.
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