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First day of Trigun Book Club (@trigunbookclub)!
So I got to this part in Chapter 3 where Nebraska is berating Vash for daring to try and save people in the middle of a fight....
But Nebraska's logic here is terrible.
Sure, maybe Vash did kill someone, or maybe he didn't. But why does it matter? Why would his past actions (or the consequences of them) by necessity stop him from wanting to do something different in the future? How would that even make him a hypocrite?
Wanting to change or do something different doesn't necessarily make you a hypocrite; sometimes, it's a sign of growth. It's only truly hypocrisy if his actions are actually at odds with each other. But at this point in the story, we don't have a good idea of how long it's been since July or if he's even responsible for it. Not only that, but we've been both told and shown that Vash is a pacifist... twice. If he wanted anyone who's been after him in the previous chapters dead, chances are they'd be dead (even if it cost him X number of slices of pizza toast). He's definitely skilled enough for that.
So the questions at this point are:
What is keeping him from killing?
Why is he so dedicated to pacifism/keeping others alive?
Assuming that taking a life/lives is what led to the bounty on his head, what are the conditions that would flip that switch from "staunch pacifism" to "murderer"?
And perhaps it's worth noting that, in the previous chapter, even though he does threaten the waitress, he only suggests he might shoot her, not that he's going to kill her... and he looks none too happy about even that possibility.
#these questions might be a bit easy if you're familiar with any other version of trigun#which i have#but i think they're definitely questions the reader should think about at this point in the story#after all nebraska himself promptly dismisses the matter#which means it's not there for him#it's there for the reader#the reader is us#TrigunBookclub#trigun manga#volume 1#vash the stampede#nebraska family#manga analysis#pancake thoughts
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people are always like "Oh a vampire wouldn't get horny while drinking someone's blood, that's like getting horny while eating a sandwich" and like man have you never had a really good fucking sandwich?
#also you're basically making out with someone's neck when you drink their blood#it's intimate! it's sexual!#stop trying to desexualize vampires I won't let you#vampire x reader#vampire#vampire boyfriend
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please i love you i'm begging you bring back suspension of disbelief bring back trusting the audience like. i cannot handle any more dialogue that sounds like a legal document. "hello, i am here to talk to you about the incident from a few minutes ago, because i feel you might be unwell, and i am invested in your personal wellbeing." "thank you, i am unwell because the incident was hurtful to me due to my childhood, which was bad." I CANT!!!!
do you know how many people are mad that authors use "growled" as a word for "said"? it's just poetics! they do not literally mean "growled," it's just a common replacement for "said with force but in a low tone." it's normal! do you hear me!! help me i love you please let me out of here!!!
#i am so sick of writers having to anticipate the most boring#bad-faith readings of their work. i am like - if you use cheese as a currency#okay! as long as the world makes sense to me: cool. cheese tax. moving on.#my job as the reader is to suspend my disbelief and say okay! i am so sick of like#fanfiction authors having to write dissertations#because they had an interesting idea they'd like to try out!!!#just write it! if it doesn't make sense that's someone else's problem!!!#PS OP is autistic. yes sometimes i take things literally at first glance. then i think about it lol#this is so clearly not about accessibility etc. it's about like. girl even i an autistic person#am able to understand ''they probably didn't mean his eyes darkened LITERALLY''
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the problem with reading and writing leading to a strong vocabulary is that you tend to know the vibe of words instead of their meanings.
if I used this word in a sentence, would it make sense? absolutely. if you asked me what it meant, could I tell you? absolutely not.
#someone send this to my english teacher because vocab tests are hard#writing memes#reading#writers#writers of tumblr#writers of instagram#writing#writer#reader#writer memes#readers of tumblr
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Dropping this here for anyone who may not already know about it. paywallreader.com
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#delusional til i die#x reader#star wars x reader#anakin skywalker x reader#anakin skywalker#tom riddle#slytherin boys x reader#formula 1#f1 x reader#leon kennedy x reader#the vampire diaries#the originals#max verstappen x reader#spencer reid x reader#spencer reid#klaus mikaelson x reader#genshin impact#genshin impact x reader#harry potter#harry potter x reader#fanfic#fan fiction#girlblogging#charles leclerc#lando norris#kpop#dean winchester x reader#sam winchester x reader#anime#naruto
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happy halloween
#jujutsu kaisen#gojo satoru#gojo x reader#gojo smut#geto suguru#geto x reader#nanami kento#nanami x reader#nanami smut#toji fushiguro#toji x reader#toji smut#choso kamo#choso x reader#choso smut#sukuna x reader#sukuna smut#higuruma x reader#higuruma smut
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âitâs not that bad, baby, canât we just try again?â
virgin!satoru looks up at you from where his chin rests on your stomach, though you arenât sure you can call him a virgin anymore. he holds your thighs apart, your sore pussy on sweet display for him. he presses a gentle kiss to your clit, which pulls a moan from you, but you stand strong.
âno way,â you shake your head. âabsolutely fucking not. youâre⊠way too big.â
satoru grins, âthank you!â
âiâm not complimenting you, asshole,â you try and shift away from him, but gojo has your hips pressed into the mattress. âit hurts, toru. itâs too much.â
another kiss to your clit. âbut sheâs so needy for me,â he whines. âcant you see? so fucking wet⊠she can take me.â
âi canât. it wonât fit.â
you didnât think his pretty baby-blues could darken, but they do. satoru, your sweetheart, nips at your clitâonly barely, but enough to make you gasp.
âyou will,â he says, voice low. âiâll make it fit.â
you canât deny it, his tone only makes you even needier. you write under his grip, and his tongue darts out to lick his lipsâheâs appraising you, studying his prey before bouncing. and heâs the virgin.
âoh, and after i fuck you, can we go get sushi?â
you blink at him. âwhat?â
âyou know,â he scoots himself up and taps the head of his aching cock against your clit a few times. âto celebrate making it fit.â
#jjk smut#gojo satoru smut#gojo smut#gojo x reader#gojo x you#jujutsu kaisen smut#satoru gojo smut#satoru gojo x reader#gojo satoru x reader#satoru gojo#satoru x reader#jjk x reader#jujutsu kaisen x reader
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#rafe cameron x reader#eric northman x reader#coriolanus snow x reader#aaron hotchner x reader#jj mayback x reader#hannibal lecter x reader#cillian murphy x reader#x reader#anthony bridgerton x reader#benedict bridgerton x reader#patrick bateman x reader#billy loomis x reader#james potter x reader#remus lupin x reader#anakin skywalker x reader#art donaldson x reader#klaus mikaelson x reader#elijah mikaelson x reader
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VIRGIN!JJK FIC RECS
something about virginity loss fics makes me sooo wet... req by anon ^^ adding onto the list whenever i find more <3 mdni, nsfw content!
gojo digimonâbut making u cum is my real hobby - blkkizzat strongest sorcerer virgin - megumiluv virgin and unexperienced bf!gojo - fatal fairies number one sorcerer (and virgin) - inmaki nerds do it better - sugugasm virginity loss & riding - creamflix inculpatus - jaegerbby teach me how to pleasure my future wife (you) - fvsm4x
geto reformed player!geto - akicult virginity loss & riding - creamflix losing your virginity to geto suguru - yasu-1234 his favourite - h34rtbeat just let me love you - sttoru salvation - puppykento inked - choslut
nanami she said it's her first time - classyrbf sins of the flesh - semisgroupie perfect lover: the life of nanami kento the 35 year old virgin (series) - kanekisfavouritegf
yuuji oh my god, pretty - lokissweater virgin!yuji x virgin!reader - nana-au bff & virgin!yuji - nana-au yuji x f!reader - ickyuji
megumi best friend megumi fushiguro - onismdaydream megumi's birthday - mommypeick first time having sex is awkward - wild-jackaloupe how to fuck 101 - chosok-amo i think i'm ready - romantichomocide95 first time - megvmijx
yuta that boy is mine! i can't wait to try him! - rosesaints gummy bear - loveanddeepdick right here - love-jelly smile, you're on camera - seraphdreams
choso virgin!choso - teasingchoso choso kamo x f!reader - jaegerdilf mind body and soul - admirxation cherry blossoms ( 1 2 3 4 5 ) - sellenite cherry smoke clouds - kleftiko he's such a (hot) looser - classyrbf emo boy - krys4h
toji sins of the flesh - semisgroupie
taboo crush - spideyyeet best friend's dad - nanaslut
sukuna virgin!sukuna - screampied
etc jjk!boys x virgin!fem reader v!rgin killa - screampied asking the jjk characters to take your virginity - nanaslut cherry popper - satorusugurugirl
#jjk x reader#jjk smut#jjk fanfic#jjk gojo#jjk geto#jjk choso#jjk toji#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu kaisen#gojo satoru#geto suguru#nanami kento#toji fushiguro#choso kamo#sukuna#sukuna ryomen#sukuna jjk#ryomen sukuna#jjk sukuna#sukuna x reader#nanami x reader#jjk nanami#nanami smut#kento nanami#gojo#gojo x reader#gojo smut#geto x reader#jujutsu geto#suguru geto
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They made having blue hair and pronouns illegal in piltover
#arcane#arcane jinx#arcane season 1#arcane season one#arcane season two#arcane vander#arcane vi#arcane viktor#arcane viktor x reader#jinx arcane#jinx#jinx league of legends#vi and jinx#jinx lol#arcane viktor pookie#vi arcane#vi#vi league of legends
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itâs all over the screen đ€
cr: aliyartss on XâŒïž
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Having a Minotaur Boyfriend would be so fucking funny
Like imagine crying on the couch and you hear his thunderous, big body SUV built ass footsteps approach you.
"Baby, what's wrong," he says tenderly as he rubs your shoulder.
You look up to explain how bad your day was with tears in your eyes and you fucking see this:
I made a small drabble based on this
#minotaur#minotaur x reader#minotaur x human#minotaur boyfriend#monsterfucker#monster x human#monster boyfriend#teratophillia
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"youve already written that trope" yesss. i like it a lots. i will be writing it again. 1000 stories of the same trope over and over again for ten million years
#'enemies to lovers' BANGER#'one is bridal carrying the other while theyre injured' BANGER#'sacrifice of something important' BANGER#'drunken chapter that results in at least one fist fight' BANGER#theres more but only me and readers who have read all of my fics througout fandoms will help me find the patterns#sara shush
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Animals - G.S.
Synopsis. Yes, your best friend is secretly an alpha. Yes, he acts like a fĂșcking anĂmal when he rĂșts. No, you donât think youâll make it out alĂve.
Pairing. Gojo Satoru x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem! omĂ©ga! reader, alpha! Gojo, rĂșts, best-friends-to-lĂłvers, creampĂes, brĂ©eding, GOJOâS POWERS, knots, MARATHON SĂX, overstĂm, knots, MATĂNG BĂTES, cĂșmplay, OMĂGAVERSE AU, pĂșssy-spĂĄnking, hĂ©ats trĂggered, semi-public, matĂng press, oraI (fem), slight bondagĂ©, pet names, swĂ©aring.
Word count. 7.0k (uh-oh)
A/N. Nanami always gets the short end of the stick LMAO, anyway hope yâall have the loveliest week <3
âSatoru, youâre being strange.â
Granted, Gojo Satoru acting weird wasnât anything new.Â
Especially not when heâs two hours deep into the most droning meeting youâd bribed him into attending as of late - knee bouncing, fingers tapping, head turned towards that firmly shut door like he just wanted to escape. Needed to.Â
Then again, even you found your attention waning. Finding whispering with your best friend much more interesting than whatever latest mission statistic Yaga had to present.Â
âMâdoing just peachy, sweetheart.â Gojo smiles - but it looks stilted, pained. And even through his blindfold, you already knew his snowy brows were furrowed. âWhoâs the one not listening to olâ man Yaga now?â
You scoff, narrowing your eyes down at his figure beside you - draped over the cool mahogany table as if he owned the place. âWell- you better not be faking sick to get out of this meeting. Again.â
He only hums, âDonât worry your pretty lilâ h-head about it, mâkay?â
With a final, tired rub at your temples, youâre turning back to Nanami to ask for all the world where Yaga was on his fifty-page report now-
And then, it hits you.
Suddenly.
Something smells sweet.
Like candy - particularly that sugary, strawberry-flavored kind youâve had to tell Gojo off on more than one occasion for eating too many of. Tilting your head just a bit, you think you could also catch hints of honey and pine, such a strange, hypnotic combination.
âS-SatoruâŠâ your words come out in a syrupy gush, feeling your head whirl.
âHm?â
And despite yourself, youâre taking in deep, heavy inhales of the air surrounding you. Hungry. Mouth salivating as that heady, perfumed whiff clouds up all your senses. âDo you- hah- what is- do you smell-â
âNgh- no?â heâs cutting you off with a barely-audible groan, one you probably wouldnât have even caught if your abilities werenât so sharpened right now. Gojoâs movements seem sluggish, languid as if he was moving through molasses when he raises up one hand to massage the back of his neck.
You can only watch as his head droops down onto the long table with a wince.Â
Strange. If you didnât know any better, youâd have almost thought-Â
No, there was no time to be entertaining wild conspiracies. Because at this very moment youâre too caught up flitting through the dates of all your previous heats in your mind. Urgently.Â
Three weeks.
Your next heat wasnât due for another three weeks. So, sure, you didnât take your suppressants just yet but, that really didnât matter, did it?
It wasnât normal for jujutsu sorcerers to be anything other than a beta - and as an omega, you knew firsthand just how difficult it was to fight tooth and nail just to be able to sit at this table.Â
Historically, any other faction of society would rather be caught dead than outed, and have their second gender be taken advantage of by the very curses you were supposed to exorcize. Forced to face the stigma of alphas and omegas being too âunstableâ or âvulnerableâ to be trusted with missions.
This was the very thing youâd been trying to avoid ever since you argued your way into studying at Jujutsu Tech - losing control.Â
Especially now.
But god, you were burning up. It smelled so sexy.
And, taking a sweeping glance around the table of betas - at your fellow sorcerers, those grim elders, and your disheveled best friend - that left only you to explain the scent.
You were only thankful that their noses werenât as powerful as yours. Clinging onto this as a saving grace, with a shaky gulp, you gently nudge Nanami on his side. âHey- Ken?â
âYes?â And maybe it was the heat - whatever this was - but Nanamiâs deep baritone sends shivers down your spine, and you find yourself leaning in traitorously closer to his heated body. His jaw ticks, âIs something wrong? You lookâŠâ
âSatoruâs also-â
âSo what?â
Without warning, one of his hands comes to splay out across your forehead. Just a mere touch has him sucking in a sharp gasp, âYou feel warm, I think you have a fever. You canât continue the meeting like this.âÂ
You shake your bleary head in protest.Â
âI wonât let you.â Nanamiâs voice hardens with a tone of finality, and yet, you still find yourself trying to whirl around to look at Gojo. Maybe for help, maybe for a distraction to escape when your colleague speaks again - this time directed at Yaga. âPrincipal Yaga, it seems my dear friend here is sick.â Circling an arm around your shoulders to pull you up from your seat and onto weak legs. âIf youâll please excuse us, I will escort-â
Nanami stills - everything stills.Â
Everyone stills when his voice tapers off with a ragged grunt, and you feel his chest heave in unsteady breaths. So close now that you can mark the exact moment Nanamiâs eyes widen, âAre youâŠâ
Shit.Â
Shit shit shit-
âWait.â Yagaâs voice bellows reproachfully. âIs this- That smell-â But even he canât find the words, slumping back down into his seat.
Truly, the scent was so saturated now, so primal that even the most stubborn of unmated betas were sneaking peeks at you. You bite your lips raw at another glossy gush from your already-heated cunt. It was so embarrassing - your heats have never acted like this before, let alone come three weeks early.
Sure, perhaps that one time on your very first day at Jujutsu Tech itself - which was embarrassing by itself. And, yet, your mind had never been clearer than it was right now.Â
Eyes sliding over to a familiar, trembling mop of white hair - never been needier.Â
Fuck, what was your delirious self thinking-
As if drawn by an invisible string, Nanamiâs inching impossibly into your hot proximity, hazel eyes falling half-lidded when he takes in a deep whiff. Grumbling, âMy love-â Another. And another. Nose almost grazing your pulse now, â-youâre in-â
Slam!
âOut.â
Itâs a threat.
That was the first thought that slammed into you, and then the voice continues, slow, snarling like a predator on the edge of ripping something to shreds. âI wonât repeat myself.â
Before you finally understand, itâs a command.
Thereâs one strong hand around your front, pinning you against a sculpted chest. Something about it has your pulse booming in your ears, fingers clawing at that pale wrist at your shoulder. Yet, he doesnât even flinch.
Nanami, however, reluctantly detaches his hands from your body, and you finally have enough strength to look towards the origin of the words. Only for your glassy gaze to meet with a towering Gojo Satoru standing at his full height - when did he even get up?Â
Jaw clench, sharp canines bared, blindfold dangling haphazardly around his neck - ah, he looked like a man that crawled from hell and back simply to take you all along with him.Â
With you at lucky number one.Â
First in his line of sight. Close enough that you can finally smell him.Â
Oh.
Oh.Â
And you swear you saw his eyes tint with the faintest blue lightning when your own scent perks up. Boring into you for just a millisecond before narrowing his gaze down at a stupefied Nanami, cracking the kinks in his neck. âUnless ya wanna watch.â He bares the rest of the room with his flooring glare, âUnless all of you want to watch.â
Itâs chaos.Â
They understood - perhaps long before even you did.Â
Chairs clatter, the desk trembles, and that safe haven of the door is swung open. That weezing council of elders are first to stumble over one another into the hallway, Yaga following shortly with a wordless sigh.Â
Until the only ones left are you and him - and Nanami.
Blond brows raising, his eyes flit frantically between you and a possessive Gojo. Sputtering out, each word jagged, and dry as if theyâre being wrenched from his chest. âWhat is the meaning of this- We- I thought you were a- a beta.âÂ
Everyone did, and Nanami was speaking what your mind couldnât right now.Â
Gojo Satoru always presented himself as a beta - never affected by your heats, never disappearing once every few months for his ruts as you remember Suguru did. He always seemed so normal - perhaps the one thing about him that was. Unaffected by the stupid little trials and tribulations of alphas and omegas in sorcery.Â
But it was undeniable, he was an alpha.Â
And taking a deep inhale of his saccharine sweet perfume - so overpowering - he might just be the strongest youâve ever encountered. How fitting.
âYou thought.â Gojoâs voice was clipped, rumbling with a low growl that sent electrifying shivers down to your very cunt. And his tone just makes Nanami jolt. âAnd I canât right now so I- fuck-â
Gojoâs body wracks with a violent shudder, making him hunch over - with you in tow. His hot breath puffs out in feverish pants near your ear, abs clenching as another velvety wave of pheromones emit from him.Â
You mewl when your body is jostled in his toned arms, nudging the very curve of your ass - tight uniform skirt hiking up just enough - so that you push in a slow drag against something rock-hard. Massive. Weeping out in a sticky damp spot that seeps into your skin.Â
âHah-â youâre gasping, face swirling to nose up the crook of his neck - where the candied scent was most prominent. âToruââ
Thereâs a gasp - and itâs not from you this time.Â
Both you and Gojo are snapping your dazed heads upwards at a frozen Nanami, his hand shooting to cover his nose. Eyes wild- âI-â
Before thinking better of it, it seems like Nanami opted to keep some part of his sanity as he abruptly turns on his heels without a second glance backwards. Marching robotically, the only moment he stops is once heâs at the doorway. One hand tugging on his suddenly too-tight pants, the other on the doorknob. Eyes still trained forwards when he calls out gruffly, âDonât break the table, insurance doesnât cover it.â
SLAM!
Finally alone.
Your vision swims - is the door even locked? Is this- God, you feel hot. So hot - too hot.
And Gojoâs burning up, arms wrapping around you so tight that you could feel the way his skin flushed with a thin sheen of sweat. He breathes out into your ear, âMy pretty girlâŠâ
âOh sh-shitââ youâre whimpering, big fat tears welling up behind your eyes. And without wasting a second, as soon as it splatters hotly on your best friendâs skin, he licks a long, lazy stripe to lap at the hazy saltiness. Babbling away, âFeel so dizzy hngh- and you- youâre an alpha?â
Honestly, part of you still didnât want to believe it.
But as soon as he husks out a gravelly moan, as soon as his tongue dips down a wet pathway to the scent gland on your neck - you already know you wonât be making it out of this alive. âWhy did you hide it from me?â
âMhm- fuck! mâsorry.â he grunts into your skin, slightly muffled. Nipping ever-so-slightly, âMâsorry mâsorry- had to- my sudden rut made my- hah, made my pretty omega go into heat, didnât it?â
His soft palms glide down your trembly body, greedily kneading every dip and curve that comes his way. Heâs lost. So, so lost.Â
Plastering his lips down every inch of skin he could reach, that sweet scent sticking to you like a sloppy second skin. And you can barely even think when you feel his swollen dick just twitch behind you, a fresh wave of swelteringly hot precum sloshing right through your silken skirt.
You whimper when youâre rutting messily back and forth, and he drags a thick thumb to pry your spit-glossed lips open. âAww, poor baby. Tell me- fuck tell me what you want, sweetheart.â
And all you can really give him right now is a circular swivel of your hips, which evidently wasnât enough.Â
Because Gojoâs furious tip only hardens, and he hisses with a slight tug up your skirt. Cold fingers dancing ravenously up the edge of your drenched panties, gliding the very rounded tip of his index slowly across your sopping slit.Â
âThaâs not enough.â he snickers, and suddenly youâre hit with another wave of emanating pheromones. Enough to make you just slobber a glistening coating all down his long digits. âUse your ah- w-words like a big girl now. Because when I startâŠâ His teeth find your earlobe, and his fingers find themselves planting a dripping wet slap! across your puffed-up clit. Unwavering. Unapologetic. âI wonât be able to stop.â
âPlease, Toru.â That cute little nickname makes him jump, makes him throw his head back with a low moan. Brows scrunching together as if pained. âDonât want you to stop-â
Maybe you were going to say more - maybe you wouldâve called him that nickname and driven him even crazier.Â
But Gojo doesnât wait to find out.Â
In one, fluid motion heâs picking up your body into the easiest princess carry you two wouldâve laughed at if this was one of those romcoms you watched together. Just splaying you out on your back across the cool table, he situates himself in the perfect position between your legs.Â
Oh, how he loved this view. How heâs spent so many ruts just like this imagining this view.
âF-fuck- You have no idea how- how crazy it drove me.â rasping groans drag out from his throat, strained with every slow drag of his cock down the front of your now-see-through panties. âHow wild-â Youâre nearly screaming when his canines dig in to that soft spot underneath your ear. â-to pretend I didnât know you smelled so hah- so fucking delicious.â
And then you feel him still - alert, ready.
Chest heaving, an almost chilling tone dipping into his words when he spits, âExcept when you smell like him.â
Your jaw falls slack when the temperature in the room heats up another few heady degrees, and the sheer power of your two scents mixing together is almost maddening.Â
âHe- he? Toru, what do you-â youâre gasping out in tiny huffs, while he busies himself with biting and licking down your exposed neck. Enough to leave you smeared all over with marks. âWho- Kento?â
âOh, sayinâ another manâs name when youâre with- fuck- me?â Gojoâs bucking powerfully into you, his body was pinning you down. Scorching, now. âSuch a naughty omega- I should kill him for how he touched you.â
Truly, his alpha was fucking clawing at him to trek out of this room right now and finish off the job - but, no, you were too hypnotic. And Gojo Satoru, the strongest, was no match for you.
The wet thwack of his fingers once more kisses in a rude smack against your clit, making you squeal. Ringing across your thundering ears, he swears at that broken, blissful noise from you. âFuckinâ oh, would ya let him see you like this, too? Let him touch you like th-this?â
And Gojo looked so starved, velvety blindfold tickling your chin when he leans in close. Lips ghosting your own - but not quite. Youâre suddenly brought back to the very first thought you had - that this is about to be a bloodbath.Â
âI wouldnâtââ you bite back in your honeyed tone, and you can feel your omega just purr in satisfaction. âNâ itâs not my fault that someone-â
Smack! Harder, sprinkled with tiny bolts of electricity.
âCorrect.âÂ
Itâs breathed out into your mouth - a quick, hedonistic peck. Gojo just taunting your sanity before heâs pulling away with a gruff string of profanity, like it hurt him just as much as it did to you.Â
You feel your slick dribble down into a saturated puddle below you. And the mere sight of it makes Gojo just reel his hips deliriously forwards, grinding his massive bulge across your dripping cunt until you could see it soil a fountainy dark patch on his pants.Â
âF-fuckinâ-â his eyes roll to the back of his head at how hot you were. How pouring wet. Wrangling your quivering legs painfully stretched open, â-woman of my dreams.â
With two, thick fingers hooked over the hem of your skirt, itâs being torn off in an easy pull. Falling somewhere in a pile of impractical tatters onto the meeting room floor, along with your shirt.
And as soon as itâs off, Gojoâs only growing more feral. More hungry.Â
Heâs drooling from one corner of his mouth, but he doesnât even notice at this point. Honestly, barely even realizing the burning pain when he falls to the floor on his knees. Clattering haphazardly, insatiably nosing up your jittery inner thighs.Â
âOh sweetheart- oh my pretty girl. My pretty, pretty girlââ heâs breathing out, head lolling drunkenly against your legs. And Gojo gulps when he spreads your panties away with a wet glide of his thumb, just enough to see your messy hole winking up at him eagerly. All soaked and needy. âMâgonna have so much fun being yours.â
He kisses wetly through your panties - without warning, without even breathing. Just surging his pretty face into the heated crevice between your thighs, taste buds on his pinkish tongue grazing up the soaked fabric.
Like he was addicted.
âOh- oh my god-â youâre mewling out, lower lip wobbly at every sultry swirl of Gojoâs tongue over your pussy lips, painting your messy hole in every mesh of slick and spit he could conjure up. âIt feels too- hahââ
You were always so sensitive during your heats, every single one of your senses heightened to the max. So it made your mind all overwhelmingly melty inside to have his steaming hot mouth on your equally ravenous cunt. Hungry.
Yeah, he was addicted.
Dragging a few fingers in-between your glistening folds, scissoring them shamefully open to spit. Once. Twice.Â
Some of it splatters strayly onto the start of your thighs, which Gojo glady licks up all over again to stream out a thick wad back onto your silt. Until your cunt was drooling translucent dredges of everything he has to give, he smears his messy thumb in easy rotations around your clit. Filthy.Â
âSo gorgeous- so good fâme.â Gojo titters, biting down teasingly on the very edge of your panties. And he canât hide that fucked-out little groan when pulls it back, back, back to just snap! it meanly right on your cunt. âFuck- you taste as s-sweet as you smell, mmmââ
Youâre yelping when his long tongue draws a slow circle around the edge of that first ring of muscle, just barely pushing back against how your gummy walls are trying to hug him. To milk him for everything he has.
âS-such a tease-â you whine, fingers tangling into his cloudy white hair. Soft - the silken tresses smoothed over your palm, slotting between your digits when you pull his mouth roughly onto your pussy. âJusâ want you on me- ngh!â
âOhh ya can still t-talk easy, huh?â Gojo raises an amused brow from in-between your legs, that wonât be possible soon with how heâs going to have you. âWell then, donât you dare beg me to go easy on you, girl.â
And he keeps the panties on - fuck, he keeps the panties on when mashing those ragged, rosy lips of his in a steamy make-out with your cunt. Itâs as if he was breathing you in, so close that you could feel every clench of Gojoâs jaw, every grind of his chin into the very base of your pussy.Â
âSh-shitttt-â he spits, stray wisps of white covering his eyesight. Dragging you on his tongue through pure instinct. âShit wait- ah youâre so fuckinâ so-â
Unable to even finish his sentences with that usually-sharp tongue of his. No, that tongue right now was too occupied with the steady, repetitive drag along your snug channel. Bullying into your sodden sensitive spots, thrusting back and forth back and forth back and-
And his fingers, oh those infamous fingers were straying back onto the sensitive nub of your clit. Drawing tight, tempestuous circles that have you keening at the dual stimulation, thighs stuttering to an embarrassed close.Â
âOpen.â
Itâs just like before - and Gojoâs using that annoyingly baritone tone of his that hits you at your very core, that makes your omega snap open your legs for him.
Even youâre surprised at how pliant your body acts before your mind right now - and so is Gojo. though, his expression doesnât show it, every bit of that feral animal that scared everyone out of this room not too long ago.Â
âThatâs it- thatâs itââ he canât hold back, hands glued to the globes of your ass to pin you still against his mouth. âHa- so fuckinâ different when ya listen to me, so fucking sweet.â Breathing in deeply, âWere ya giving off this scent so Nanami could do this, too?âÂ
Thwack!
Another mocking slap against your clit - not enough to make you cry, but with just enough buzzing jujutsu to make your batting lashes teary - forces you to find your words.Â
And fuck, Gojo swears thereâs no sweeter music than the sound of your voice - especially when youâre moaning like that.Â
Voice breaking into a whine, accompanied by a few raw clenches of your pussy around his furious tongue. âN-no fuck- donât know-â your hips arch into the most perfect curve heâs ever seen. One that makes his mouth water, cock straining against his pants. âToru- jusâ want you, wanna cum- wanna- want you so bad.â
Fuck - and who was he to not go along with each and every one of your pretty whims?
Pussydrunken already. Heâd read about this - but he really had no clue how potent an omega in heat was, never having spent a rut with one. That little special occasion was always saved for you but, ah, that was a story for another time.
âMâgonna cum- hah- so- close-âÂ
Right now, he couldnât think of anything other than how gorgeous you would look when you cum. How delicious - your sweetened scent raising up by a few notches, taking over his sentences.Â
He feels his cock just throb at the mere thought.
Which is why Gojoâs pulling away with one final, sodden kiss on your pussy. You feel the curvaceous curl of his smirk against your cunt, and a deep, filthy inhale.Â
âNah.â he smiles a glistening smile up at you - grin glossed all over with a sheen of your sweet, sweet juices. And the rest of his face was almost-obscured with a curtain of his white bangs, but you still think you could peek the glow of his inhuman eyes through them. Powerful. âDonâ think youâre c-cumming anywhere other than on my knot first, pretty girl.â
And heâs so tall that Gojoâs blocking out the dim meeting room lights when he stands up - slow, smug, making you spend each passing second in such anticipation.Â
Face expressionless - almost hypnotized - when he shrugs his shirt off. Lips parted into a soft oh! eyes half-lidded, heaving he slides his belt off almost lazily.Â
It clatters! to the ground, and heâs sliding down his drenchingly wet boxers with it - leaving a gleaming trail of precum down the front of his toned pelvis. Letting his achy cock finally spring free, he hisses when it hits the too-cool air.Â
And you do, too - though, for much different reasons.Â
Because Gojoâs so unfairly big - fitting, for an alpha of his stature. Blushed the prettiest pink at his rotund head that matched his cheeks right now, gradiating down into creamy tufts of white at his thick base. Showing the starting of his knot swelling. It made you wonder whether he tasted as sweet as he smelled. So hard it looked painful, curving into a long, solid shaft that glides a wet smear across his washboard abs. It makes your omega just preen, rabid to have him inside you right now now now-
âHeh, impatient lilâ thing, arenât ya, sweetheart?â Gojo huffs out in a heady bout of laughter. âCan practically feel yer omega ngh- calling out to me, is this what you want?â
You claw ferally at the milky display of his back, branding him in your own way. âYes- please-âÂ
A sudden rip! makes you realize you still had your panties on - up until a few seconds ago, at least. Jostling him ever-so-slightly closer, you mewl when the rounded tip of his angry cock nudges against your pussy lips. Melding into a slight kiss that already makes him stream steaming hot ropes of precum.
And if you were in any better state of mind maybe youâd have noticed the way the light above flicker, fizzing with electricity just as much as you were right now.Â
âHeheh- oh y-you made me like this, ya realize?â he chuckles out - but his voice didnât show even a hint of humor. Itâs like he was out of control, out of rationality with each languid drag in-between your folds. Babbling, âYou threw me into- fuck fuck fuck this is all- your-â
Honestly, Gojoâs so utterly shocked he managed to grit even half that sentence out.Â
Because every sloppy second has him grinding upwards in the tiniest of ruts into your sung cunt, tiny, mindless grinds that make a low ah! ah! ah! rip from his throat.Â
âOpen that mouth fâme, sweetness-â
As soon as you do, youâre feeling a thick, glossy stream of saliva slosh onto your lolling tongue. Mouth wrenched shut until you swallow - and you do. Happily. Filthily.Â
Thatâs enough to make Gojo lose it.Â
And heâs plunging headfirst into your toasty insides, shoving back that tiny bit of resistance before your elastic walls are milking him so well. Greedily swallowing up every one of his generous inches, and it only seemed like more was to come.
âOh shit- ohhh sh-shit-â His eyes are rolling to the very back of his head, mouth hanging open, that tiny trickle of drool splatters onto your skin.Â
âT-Toruuââ your cunt was addictive, and so were those moans of yours. Craning your neck upwards, âKiss me, please.â
For a second, heâs leaning in - making it seem like he was about to smear that firmly placed gloss all over his lips onto yours. But Gojo only sneaks a peck at the corner of your mouth, then the other - and then one on the tip of your nose.Â
âI will I will-â heâs musing, giggles bursting from his lips. âOnce weâve mated, canât get too greedy at once now? Can I?â
But oh how his actions spoke otherwise, because Gojoâs powerful hips absolutely refused to stop until he was well and fully buried into the hot depths of your cunt. Sheathing himself in all your soppingly wet walls, the sheer tightness was enough for him to throw his head back, heavy balls squeezing. In and out in and out.Â
âOhhh fuck-â Two hands of his roughly attach themselves to your hips, pitching up your needy whines when he drools down your pussy even more thoroughly. âYou sure do make it f-fuckinâ hard though-â
You whine when your ass hits against something bulging and hot, whirling those dazed eyes of yours down at the intrusion.Â
âShit-â youâre gasping, eyes widening. And the sheer awe in your eyes is enough to make him grow, blood pumping to every thick inch of his cock until he was expanding even girthier, molding your pliant walls to his size. âThatâs your knot- I-I-â
âI-I-I-â Gojo mocks, in a voice octaves higher than usual. Fucking the rest of that sentence with a harsh roll of his hips, knocking bruisingly at your cervix. âCâmon now ah- tell me- you can t-tell me anything.â Kissing softly at your ear lobe, zaps of jujutsu making you jump. âMâyour best friend, right?â
How ironic.
All you can gift him in response is a few soft whimpers that only make him wilder.
âFuck!â youâre keening when another one of his slams leave you gasping for air, feeling like he was clashing into your very womb. Glissading a deep, wet glide of his fat, curved tip across your spongy cervix, his breath hitches at the slight recoil. âI want it-âÂ
Your words make him almost falter with his ruthless pace, and you take it upon yourself to just drag him down by his muscled shoulders. Until he was hunching over you, abs flexing against your front, âI want your hah- knot in m-â
And you canât even finish the sentence - you donât know if you want to.
Because just that syrupy jumble of words is enough to make Gojo Satoru snap.Â
To cut you off with a rough growl, teeth bared at you, in a split-second he has you limp legs thrown over his shoulder. Biceps flexing in such a mouth-watering way when he makes them lock at the ankle, bending down, down, down into the meanest little mating press your joints would allow.Â
The change in angle has you scrambling - has him scrambling to crash his leaky head into your swollen g-spot. Hitting that bulging bullseye with no regrets - over. And over. And over and over and-
âOh, marry me sweetheart.â heâs panting into your mouth. His pulsing girth rummaging your insides so good, dragging every ridge and thumping vein on his shaft against your sweet spots. He was so big that you felt like your syrupy cunt had already forgotten what it felt like without him pounding into you. Suckling wetly at the corner of your lips, âMarry me marry me- oh, fuck- gonna give you m-my knot. Donâ think I could go on hah- l-living without ya, pretty.â
He was feral - eyes glowing a blazing blue, sparks of lightning bolting down his milky skin. And you swear with each speeding cadence of his, the lights flickered on and off.Â
Every slippery smack of his tight, cum-filled balls has you seeing stars, yearning for the additional burning stretch of being plugged by his knot.Â
Youâre throwing your arms over his neck, reeling him in like he was your prey, though his hips were devouring you. âW-weâre not even dating and you want me t-to be your hngh-â
â-wife!â He kisses every inch of your face, down your neck, over that soft scent gland of yours - now so overstimulating his senses with your sweet scent that heâs almost forgotten what his own smelled like. Buzzes of electricity skimming down your skin with each touch. Heâs groaning, âBe my wife- please- fuck, I need you to be my wife.â Planting an almost-french kiss on that one sweet spot. Once. twice. âM-my mate- sh-shit-â
And you already knew Gojo was close with the way his pretty eyes are almost fluttering shut, the way his hefty balls clamp. Twitching in desperation, his thickened base pumps in even deeper - harder. As if he was trying to rut every single inch into your clingy depths.Â
Every single inch.
âMhmââ you moan, feeling the staggering stretch of his even hotter cock shape your walls. âI wanna- wanna be your-â
You donât even bother finishing your sentence - and neither does Gojo let you.
Because it only takes a few more sloppy jackhammers before heâs finally sinking his taut knot into you. The stretch is so insane you feel your eyes roll to the back of your head, being plugged so suddenly full.Â
And then youâre hurtling headfirst into your high - toes curling, white-hot pleasure flashing behind your eyes, your spine bowing so sluttily into his. And Gojo-
Oh, Gojo had his mouth sagging open the moment he felt his massive knot intrude against your silken sweet walls, stretching that snug channel around all of him. And he wishes he had the willpower to look down at the heavenly sight, he wishes he could do anything but sink his teeth down hard into your precious scent gland as he cums and cums and cums.Â
The lights burst, shards deflecting off the limitless heâd coated over the both of you.Â
Teeth breaking skin, metal tasting on his tongue, scents tangling together into one now.
You do your best to bite him back on his heady neck, breaking through Gojoâs milky skin to reveal a set of pretty pink indents.
Finally yours. Finally his.Â
âO-oh, pretty girlââ he hiccups, voice cracking. Hips not moving even the tiniest second of momentum while he stuffs your tight pussy full of his potent seed. âMy wife- my mate.â
And Gojo almost bawls when the tight lock of his knot prevents him from plunging into you as deeply and thoroughly as he wanted to right now. Sobbing down big fat tears that splatter! against your lips while he kisses your mind dizzy.
You could feel the syrupy slosh of his cum inside you with each one of his dragged-out grinds, milking your orgasm for as long as possible. Unmoving. Unapologetic in how he was spitting out such voluminous loads of milky white seed that overfilled you.Â
âShit- so much-â youâre whining, still clinging to him. And you donât think he even hears you right now, mind blanking. âI feel so full, Toru-â
But you didnât have to babble out those words for him to know, somehow, he just knew. Knew every single thing about you, but couldnât dredge up the words to respond.
Too pussydrunken to do anything but bite you on your scent gland all over, he kisses a wet trail up to your lips, âNow you- really hafta m-marry me heh.â
Bang!Â
Gojoâs fist comes crashing down on the rickety table - itâs too much for him.
Those ringing squelches and the way you were sucking out every single drop of his cum makes his sensitive shaft twitch. Tears blimping up into his eyes again, more and more velvety ribbons ooze out. âMy wife- my wife my wife my wife- my mate-â
Itâs just about all he can say - like a mantra. Over and over against your lips, until the peaks of your pleasure turn into mere tingles, until Gojoâs own knot is softening down. Slightly.
Just enough that he can pull out-
âToru, what-â
âShhh, pretty girl-â Heâs kissing your puffed-up clit with another spank from his trembly fingers, and then an actual kiss. Mouth slotting over the mess heâs made below. Grazing all over like a creamy gloss. Filthy. âRutâs just started.â
His ravenous tongue drags out your overstimulated high, and youâre clinging onto a lock of his snowy hair for dear life.Â
âPlease-â you beg, voice shot. You donât even know what you were begging for, but god was Gojo Satoru happy to let himself be used. âPlease please please, Toru-â
Oh, his fingers tighten on your thighs - imprinting neat patterns of crescents. Animalistic, in how Gojo just drags your twitchy body forwards.
His eyes were drooping shut, gaze crazed - frantic where he looked you right in the eyes from down below. Head craning to ram his stretchy tongue even deeper, quirking up deftly like heâs wanting to bruise his taste buds along your walls.Â
Slurping at and collecting the creamy mess on his tongue - only to spit it back into your sloppy hole. Messy.Â
Even with the dark, lightless room - with only those stray sparks of power to accompany you two - such loud squelches echo across his own ears. And just by the noise Gojo could tell how wet you were - as if you werenât drooling over the lower half of his face, up to his cheekbones, already.Â
Sticking to your inner thighs in an obscene drip! drip! drip!
Itâs so shameful and you love it.Â
And you love that youâre so cockdrunken that you arenât even sure when youâre cumming - if youâre cumming. Whether those sudden crashes of pleasure were because of your nth orgasm tonight, or because of the way Gojo kisses you with another thwack!
Adrenaline and electricity coursing through your veins, ears thundering with your rapid pulse. Oh god, you never knew a heat could feel this good - this maddening.Â
You moan, and heâs eagerly lapping up every sweet bead of slick you have to offer, like a man that hasnât had an ounce of water in weeks. Brows furrowed, jaw sagging open-
âShit shit shit-â heâs rasping out, and the very slide of his fingers across your skin sends waves of powerful jujutsu - somehow bunching at your clit just right. âMâcumming- m- mâstill cumming fuck- wonât- stop-â
Just as soon as your orgasm is ending, Gojoâs is just starting. Like heâd been holding back on this from the moment heâd started eating out your overspilling pussy - happily.Â
And exactly on time, too, because you barely even have the time to catch your breath before Gojoâs standing on his two unsteady feet. Just splitting you open on all of his red, raw inches - uncaring for your little mewls and those tears.Â
Because you were sucking him up madly.Â
Spearheading his swollen cock into you like he was trying to fuck another orgasm out of you. His strokes are long, harsh, showing off all the years of strength he built up boasting the title of the strongest.Â
And this hastily put-together mating press has his cum just overspilling out of you by now, dribbling down in wet globs that made you wonder how much more he could fill you up. It seeps in a white circle underneath your ass, slicking you back and forth along the wood at each harsh ram.Â
Again. And again. And again and again and-
âMade me this- hngh- this way, yâknow?â he spits into your mouth - followed by a slurred string of swears. Every time his heftily smacking balls clench, you could feel the table creak under pressure. âSat next to me with that fucking skirt- smelling so fucking- ngh- good- do you even know how delicious ya are?â
You canât answer - because heâs back to squeezing in his staggering knot into you. Sparks exploding out from the corner of his scrunched-up eyes, forehead knocking into yours.
Gojo kisses you like he couldnât get enough, letting you taste all the sin from just before.Â
âThree weeks away, huh?â That accusatory little inflection in his words isnât lost on you, only growing stronger and stronger as his staccato grows sloppier. âHave your- hah- heat in three weeks and fuck- I could just- smell it on you-â
Itâs incredible. Sliding your frenzied bodies across on another, stinging with skin-on-skin and how your gooey walls constricted around him.
âShowing off in that scent and that skirt-â His eyes are almost bulging out of his head now, hips stuttering like just the very thought of that pile of fabric at the corner of the room drove him mad. â-fuck that skirt- always fuckinâ hated it. Hated how Nanami loves hngh- it. Made me lose fucking control a-and you know what?â
One of his hands curls around your throat now, the other taking hold of your left - kissing your ring finger pointedly. âIâll do it all over again if it means Iâd get to have ya like this, my mate.â
And just then heâs coating your melty insides in a creamy sheen, that overworked divot right at the end of his dick was firmly pressed up against your g-spot. Plugging you with his knot, and you swear you could see a little inflation forming where he was filling you to your limits.Â
Cumming and cumming so hard itâs like he couldnât stop - didnât want to stop until his body practically forced him.
Gojoâs biting down hard exactly over those deep indents on your scent glands when his gushing spurts of seed turn into almost-painful blanks.Â
Over and over, heâs cumming nothing.Â
âL-love you, Toru-â youâre babbling out, reeling him in to peck the corners of his smirking mouth.Â
Utterly fucked out of your mind enough that you donât even register the loud boom! from somewhere in the distant grounds of Jujutsu Tech. Barely even care that the overpriced meeting table is now sagging on one side, just about in splinters.Â
âAww, m-my c-cockdrunk babyââ he titters shakily into your glossed-pout. âLove you, too, always have always- will-â Patting the bulge on your stomach, before kissing you gently, âEver since I th-threw ya into heat the ngh- first time ya met me.â
Oh.Â
And later, youâll learn that that almost-deafening boom was the generator for Jujutsu Tech, mysteriously bursting after a sudden spike in atomic pressure in the surrounding area. Youâll find out that every piece of furniture in the surrounding buildings had moved about six inches in your direction, and that the now-ruined table was an irreplaceable heirloom.
But for now, all you register is soft.Â
Warm.Â
With a gasp you realize youâre in a bedroom - Gojoâs bedroom.
âDid- did you teleport-â
âMhm-â he pants, and in the dim lighting you could spot his leering grin. Satisfied. Pussydrunken. And you could feel his knot swell up hotly, halfway through to its previous size.Â
You sputter, trying so desperately to find the words. Difficult, when Gojo still had you wrapped around his thick cock, all the way up to his fat, drenched base. Swiveling his cock in slow, sultry grinds for how much he couldnât ram exactly how he wanted to right now. âWh-why didnât you do this beforeâ?â
âBecause-â he licks over his mating mark on you. â-wanted to show off what animals we were.â His grin grows wider, as does his tired cock. And that dangling blindfold around his neck ends up around your wrists, tying you up pliantly for him. âWhat animals we will be.â
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Right now, all Nanami can think about is you you you- Yet,he doesnât expect to see you for about the next week. Or, at least, thatâs the hopeful side of him - knowing Gojo, and the state heâd left the meeting room in, he wonât see you again for a month.Â
Possibly not walking.
Perhaps, thatâs for the best. Looking down at his swollen, throbbing cock - one fist wrapped around its thick base, the other around his shaky phone, he clicks on that familiar app.Â
Shit, his rut is near. Now, actually.Â
Nanami sighs, itâs hard pretending not to be animals.
A/N. Was soooo giggling writing about how the table was some heirloom.
Plagiarism not authorized.
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