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When Geto said, âYou could do it, Satoru.â I think he showed belief in Gojo to make the right choice & he trusted that Gojo could achieve what he wanted to in his absence.
He was hurt that this wasnât reciprocated & they fought over friendship, not ethics.
From this premise, Gojoâs âIâd be satisfied if you were thereâ is a perfect response.
It showed not only that he wanted to be together all along, but that if Geto was alive, he had belief & confidence in Geto, trusting him in his absence. He, too, would have trusted Geto regardless of his strength at that time. It was not enough to be strong after all.
He was not Gojo the strongest nor was he strongest because he was Gojo, he didnât want to be anything else but Satoru. Because this was what Geto saw him as.
Making their feelings đŻ mutually communicated & I think Gojo saying this at the end was a reference to what he couldnât say then, and made up for the past.
He was showing Geto he understood and was reciprocating those same feelings. I just needed you to feel satisfied. I see you.
Thatâs not to say those words in jjk0 were not poignant, but this totally completed things between them, imho. It came full circle, and therefore, he wept.
I think on top of Geto generally never having known pure love, he was moved to tears because Gojo finally confirmed the feelings he (Geto) had always had for him (Gojo). The very thing that hurt him when they separated. Gojo knew what Geto was doing and that it was out of love. How could you not know, when Geto looked so forlorn, as if he was the one being thrown away... when he was the one doing the throwing by pushing Gojo away.
I already made a few long rambles about the breakup and other various things đ
so I wonât bore you repeat it again, a but youâre welcome to read it here: https://www.tumblr.com/lxmelle/758154996699283456/the-kfc-breakup-was-about-friendship-more-than
Or just do a quick search. Sometimes I forget what I write about đ”âđ« and if anything interests you, youâre more than welcome to have a browse!
Am I reaching? Comments? Criticisms? Want to tell me Iâm delulu?
#the brainrot is real#satosugu#reposting from my Twitter#now called x#satosugu brainrot#jujutsu kaisen#gojo satoru#geto suguru#stsg#jjk analysis#jjk spoilers#jjk meta#satosugu angst#jjk KFC breakup#satosugu kfc breakup#kfc breakup#jujutsu Kaisen analysis#jjk themes#jujutsu kaisen satosugu#jjk 236#jjk 78#jjk full circle#goge#äșć€
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the whole story of jjk is a parallel about megumi (the blessed prodigy) and itadori (the cursed finger eater) exist because of gojo (the prodigy) and geto (the curse eater/manipulater), they parallel to each other a lot except megumi shows the signs that he can be saved unlike geto who was too far gone before he could be saved. they fight in the same way, for the same reasons but this time maybe they will break the cycle. walk with me here...maybe itafushi will be the proof that no matter how fucked up the world is and how odds are stacked up against you, there is still a chance that you can change history.
#this is like a full circle moment but we are breaking the cycle of trauma#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#jjk spoilers#gojo satoru#geto suguru#satosugu#stsg#itadori yuji#megumi fushiguro#itafushi#jjk leaks#jjk manga#jjk meta#jjk analysis#400#500#600#700#800
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found out that my bnha interest never actually left it just bided its time then activated randomly this month like a sleeper agent so. hereâs these
#I THOUGHT I WAS OVER THIS GOD#bnha#mha#my hero academia#boku no hero academia#art#uraraka ochako#aizawa shouta#todoroki shouto#kirishima eijirou#yaoyorozu momo#ashido mina#bakugo katuski#eri#eri bnha#really ive just been revisiting all my previous interests this year#rewatched hlvrai got back into jjk started talking anout kny again and now look at me#weâve come full circle#to those of u who thought id never draw bnha again. me neither bro. but here it is
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I think itafushi deserve a happy ending. I think thereâs something important and hopeful about two people who had once given up on their will to live, deciding to live for each other. I want Yuuji to stay right by Megumiâs side until one of his silly jokes makes Megumi laugh again for the first time. I want them to move all their belongings into the same dorm room at jujutsu high, and watch movies in the evening, and fall asleep in each othersâ arms to chase away the nightmares that still come knocking in the dark.
I want them to graduate and go apartment shopping with the money that Gojo left for Megumi. They buy a flat with a view in Shibuya, where the crater left by Sukunaâs technique was terraformed into botanic gardens. I want them to stroll the new city park and watch green things grow in the wake of destruction, flowers blooming in spring, life finding a way despite everything.
I want them to learn the peace and contentment of a mundane routine they make for themselves. When they come home at the end of the day Yuuji likes to cook dinner, and Megumi always helps him with the dishes. They still watch a movie or tv show in the evening, and they still fall asleep grounded by the feeling of their partnerâs steady heartbeat. Alive, despite everything. Putting down roots like the flowers that reach for the sun.
I want them to grow up and grow old enough to realise that they can heal from things they thought they would never recover from. I hope that all the times they dragged each other back to life end up being worth it for the home they build together. After everything theyâve been through, they deserve that much.
#the amount of times theyâve taken turns wanting to give up on livingâŠ#the amount of times theyâve taken turns yelling at each other to stay aliveâŠ#âŠit should matter and amount to something#it would be so poetic and full circle if it did#jjk#itafushi#itadori yuuji#itadori yuji#fushiguro megumi#queue
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#idk if my vision will make sense to anyone#but i thought of him when i heard that line#i feel like tojis character is overlooked + misunderstood or like dumbed down to 1 thing (like MANY other characters)#yes he was an absent father and a horrible person but his upbringing and everything else linked to the jujutsu world is overlooked#hes a catalyst for alot of the stuff that happened in jjk#but if u think about y he turned out the way he did its kinda of a full circle moment thing#like the only reason he became this bitter person was because of jujutsu society and his clan#does that make sense#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#web weaving#megumi fushiguro#toji fushiguro
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#polls#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#98% of you probably don't even know what 'Yozafam' is#mission yozakura family#yozakura san chi no daisakusen#yozafam#if y'all had told me a year ago that yozafam had a very good chance of ending before jjk i would have laughed in your faces#now i'm not so sure#we've known both have been in their final arcs for a year-ish or so now#yozafam's been chugging full steam ahead#while jjk's been swimming in circles since autumn of last year#will gege keep to his 'probably won't be around by the next jump festa' timeline?#or conspirancy theory time: has jjk been treading water waiting for mha to end so the endings are decently spaced apart?#tumblr polls#manga#manga polls#weekly shonen jump
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i would've loved to see more world politics commentary by gege actually.
#he can be funny sometimes#the american caricatures aren't caricatures at all wow#cheeky poke at western interventionism and necropolitics#'if we do not seize it we will fall behind'#also 'are you telling me to use my authority to abduct japanese citizens as research subjects?!' what a full circle moment#considering...well. considering.#historically speakingâinteresting framing#but maybe he was going for irony here?#kenny you mad lad#jjk#kenjaku
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everyday I'm faced with the fact that yuji might be the one who will die and I don't like that. i truly dont.
#i want to be wrong sooo bad id love to be wrong and for the three students to survive#but honestly i do think that gojo will comeback without the six eyes (bc like gege has been drawing him#with one eye too much for it to be just a coincidence)#and im rereading the first chapter and with yuji grandpa being like die surrounded by people who love you#it feels too much like a curse the way yuta and rika are#and it would be very much a full circle moment to also the -#three j.s. students went to the jail. one of them died.#aaa i really hope im wrong like i dont want to be right i want them to live#but like idk#jjk#myle yaps abt jjk#jjk predictions#jjk spoilers#especially with nobara coming back. she wont die.#and killing megumi feels too unfulfilling#Also someone brought up we havent seen the tiger shadow from megumi's technique by itself#and yuji's name and character have a lot of tiger imagery#anyways
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itâs crazy that jujutsu kaisen and my hero academia ending at the same time (ish) is really crazy as those two were arguably the shows that cause the major modern resurgence of mass anime fandoms
#jjk#mha#bnha#thots#high posting#csm too but idk if thatâs ending rn or not#idk itâs like a full circle moment
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This ending... wasn't it. I don't understand what Gege had in mind at all, what is this?? Respect to Gege of course but, no...
#anyone said plot holes? do we have plot holes? hello? gege?#that dream theory that was going around was much better#i'm sorry gojou#i'm thankful you've stayed dead finally together with getou... loved as you've always wanted#also what's that teasing with kenjaku or getou? with takaba? i don't get it#so messy. everything.#what with sukuna's finger too? i liked that the last page was a full circle to the start with that same box that yuuji took for his club#jjk#jjk spoilers#jjk 271#jjk leaks#jujutsu kaisen
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so we finally finished the shibuya arc and the consensus is that it was average
#my sister gave it a 6.5 out of 10 help#my brother a 7/10#i gave it a generous 8 and that's for the underpaid overworked extremely skilled animators like hoooly shit#sukuna vs jogo and mahoraga was unlike anything ive ever seen before in anime my jaw was on the floor. another fave was yuji vs choso#so yeah the fights? top tier#but again it's just the same problem i've always had with jjk. it was just fight after fight after fight.....#this is why i actually enjoyed the hidden inventory arc a looot more. the character moments. the depth. the fallout.#it made so much more of an impression on me. we know why gojo is the way he is#i've always said that it's gege's best writing#shibuya arc was visually stunning but emotionally left me feeling barren i'm sorry#also i don't agree with the chimera ant arc comparison i'#i'm sorry but that arc was so thematically rich the way everything comes full circle and the parallels and the character development......#a masterclass in writing. togashi's mind#and i know jjk is a battle manga so like. i can't complain if it's literally just fights but
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okay clown moment i didnât see the yuta rant page but that doesnât make it better does it.
#this shit has me in shambles man WHAT DO YOU MEANNNNNNNNN#so not only do i get to grapple with the fact that gojoâs body is still being used as a weapon even post mortem#i ALSO have to sit here and think about how weâre probably also losing yuta. good fucking bye#AND that this is a full circle moment for him as in becoming like the man he despises to save his friends#against his will. just like he cursed rika against his will and started this whole campaign shit#*gouges my eyes out and throws them on the floor* i donât need those anymore NIGHT FOLKSSSS#shouldâve just stayed my ass asleep smh#jjk#jjk 261#jjk manga spoilers#yuta okkotsu#in 2 chapters weâll find out that megumi has also been dead the whole time and then itâs wraps#weâll not have anybody left by the end of this. fuck all that#GEGE LEMME SEE YOU PUSH A teee
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hello forgive my rambling im bouncing off the walls
i've seen so many people talk about the parallels between itafushi and satosugu but the REAL parallels are between megumi = satoru and tsumiki = suguru !!!!!!
especially in the latest chapter,, tsumiki being an "imposter" of some kind and megumi kinda freezing (as one would when finding out that their sister isn't actually their sister) but like !!?? __=_=_) (_! =*== HELLO ??
tsumiki being the model child, kind, being the support system for both her and megumi while suguru is the model student and satoru's moral compass. both of them have someone that is relying on them while they try to keep up themselves.
tsumiki trying to get megumi to stop fighting, trying to be his moral compass the same way suguru tried to be satoru's moral compass. and it's only after they "leave" that both megumi and satoru get a wake up call essentially
i know that parallels between megumi and satoru aren't a completely foreign subject but it's needs more attention to be honest !! megumi having so much potential but not realizing it, always cutting himself short while satoru had the potential, probably didn't realize it cuz he already was comfortable where he was (w geto), but ultimately reached it. maybe that's another reason why he figured megumi out and helped him reach a new level in his strength.
it makes me upset that i didn't make this conclusion sooner, but in a way i couldn't have predicted that tsumiki would be in a similar situation as suguru/kenjaku so it is what it is
but the most heartbreaking parallel is that after a long time of not seeing suguru (cuz he was "dead"), satoru sees him but it's not actually him...
and guess what happens to megumi and tsumiki ??? đđđđđđđđđ im fine đđđđđđđ seriously im okay đđđđđđđđ
(and the fact that both rip!mc and satoru parallel megumi... truly a beautiful but devastating (not) couple. love ur brain.)
GOJO / MEGUMI PARALLELS >>>
i think it's one of the parallels that get overlooked a lot compared to the others, but the way megumi and gojo mirror each other is soooo good esp the child genius aspect and how megumi has the potential to be even stronger than gojo and gojo cultivating that.....brb
#its abt the stsg / itafushi dynamic and parallels#everything comes full circle#also the entire tsumiki thing is so ><>?<?!@<>!?@<#im sorry im still not caught up im a fake jjk blog#but i did skim the last chapter and what akutami did to tsumiki....why does he hate women so much#.jjk ask
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the callback to âwe can continue this conversation tomorrowâ has scratched every itch in my brain
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SUDDEN CHOICES! â TOJI FUSHIGURO
SYNOPSIS...when you thought your marriage couldnât fall apart more than it already was, youâre facing the reality of it all. Forced to deal with a broken heart and taking care of your child, youâre left with the ultimate decision of choosing to stay or choosing to leave
INFO...toji x fem!reader, reader and toji have a child, angst, marriage problems, mentions of cheating, arguing, crying, threatening to divorce, comfort towards the end, not proofread
OTHER...likes and reblogs are appreciated
Toji stared at you from across the room, a defeated look on his face as you held your crying child in your arms. A sour look formed on your face when you looked back at him. You two had been arguing again, heâs lost count of how many times youâve gone back and forth with each other. The thickness of the room made him feel like he was suffocating, stuck.
âWe can continue this conversation tomorrow,â you harshly say, rubbing your babyâs back gently, trying to soothe him back to sleep.
âHow about we just drop it?â Toji sighed, turning away from you. You had caught him talking with his coworker alone in his office, which wouldnât be a problem if theyâre faces werenât two inches away from each other and her hand was placed so comfortably on his chest. You caught them when dropping off his lunch that heâd forgotten at home.
âDrop it?â Your eyes widen in surprise. âYou want me to fucking drop it?â You scoff, shaking your head in disbelief.
âYes! I want you to fucking drop it! Is it so hard for you to stop arguing for one fucking day?!â He shouts, voice echoing off the four walls of your home. The babies cries start back up again, and Toji lets out another tired sigh. And he canât even look at you anymore, not when you stare at him with such emptiness, tears threatening to spill. âIâm sorry, I didnât mean to yellââ
âYou never mean to do anything anymore, do you?â You reply through gritted teeth, stomping past him to make your way to the babys room. You slam the door behind you, silence engulfs the room and you stand there alone, consoling your child as hot tears pour down your cheeks. âItâs alright, baby boy, just sleep.â You kiss the top of his head, shushing him.
Rocking back and forth on your feet, you stare into space, the thought of what would have happened if you hadnât brought him his lunch plaguing your mind. The girlâŠshe was young, beautiful, something that you feel youâd lost along the way. Itâs part of the reason you think Toji has been so distant with you. Heâs lost attraction to you, maybe even lost love for you. And every time you bring it up, he denies it with the roll of his eyes. Heâs doesnât comfort or reassure you. Itâs like heâs bothered by you and your child.
You barely see him anymore, always at work or drinking at the bar with his friends. Hell, you canât even remember the last time you actually got to spend time with him. Sometimes you wondered why he even asked to marry you, and you wonder why you said yes. It was clear your marriage was falling apart right before your eyes. He says he loves you but you donât feel it, see it. You feel nothing. Just a bunch of empty words to make you think everything is okay.
You look at the shining diamond ring on your finger, watching as it glistened in the light. The day he asked you felt like something out of a fairytale. Itâs a moment every girl thinks about, the day the one she loves asks her to be theirs forever. It what youâve always wanted. A marriage, a family, and now that you have itâŠwould little you be disappointed itâs not like what she imagined? Would she ask why our husband acts that way? Why heâs always making us cry? Why heâs never here? Itâs strange to think about.
You thickly swallow, blinking down at your hand. Is it even worth it anymore? You donât know Toji anymore. Itâs like heâs a ghost. Tears spill from your eyes, a stoic look on your face. The door to the room creaks open and you can feel him standing behind you, his eyes burning a hole in the back of your head. He looks over to your child, his son sleeping soundly on your shoulder. He slowly walks over to you, worried at how oddly silent you are. âMama?â He looks at you with furrowed brows. Youâre still looking down at your ring, dried tears on your cheeks. His eyes flicker between your face and your ring, a concerned look in his eye.
âHere, lemme see him.â He gently grabs the baby from your arms. As soon as he does, you quickly exit the room, walking away without saying a word. The baby stirs in his arms and Toji strokes his cheek with the pad of his finger. âItâs alright. Iâm sorry for yelling. Im sorry if I scared you.â He stares down at his son and Toji feels a wave of crushing sadness wash over him, like a dark cloud. He kisses his sonâs cheek before placing him in his crib, turning the nightlight on and turning off the room light. He shuts the door softly, making his way to the bedroom where he finds you sitting at your vanity in the bathroom, staring at yourself while you wipe your makeup off.
âMama, can you talk to me?â He leans against the doorway, the silence from you making him itch for something, anything.
You halt your movements and slowly turn to look at him. âWhat do you want me say? You asked me to drop it, so I did.â You shrugged, sniffling, looking away from him.
âIâm not cheating on you. I know what it looked like.â He walked over to you, his footsteps heavy. âSheâs justââ
âYouâre gonna tell me sheâs just friendly, sheâs a co worker, I walked in at the wrong time. Am I about right?â You slam your hand down on the vanity. âIâm sick, Toji! What even is this?â You stood from your seat, the chair scraping against the floor of the bathroom.
âWhat are you even talking about, y/n?â Clear signs of frustration show in his expression.
âYouâre never home. We barely talk to each other besides arguing. You never touch me, make love to me, most of the time you canât even look me in the eye! You sleep next to me and donât even hold me anymore!â The tears your tried your hardest to hold back come flowing out with ease. The anger boiling inside you allows your words to be sharp and powerful. âI canâtâŠâ Your voice breaks. Toji goes to reach for you and you push him away. âDonât.â You shake your head. âI donât want your touch if I have to beg for it.â
âYouâre my wife, y/n. My wife. I married you,â he exclaims, eyebrows raised.
âAnd what does that mean to you exactly?â You ask. âGenuinely, what does it mean to you? I need to know.â You stare into his eyes. âYou say you love me but I donât feel it, I donât see it. So, please be honest with me, Toji. If you lie to me one more timeâŠIâm leaving.â You were tired, over everything.
âI love you, y/nââ Toji stops his words when you take your ring off of your finger, placing it in his hand. âWhatâŠwhat are you doing?â Heâs quick to ask. âMama, donât walk away from me.â He follows you out of the bathroom. âIâm not lying to you.â He squeezes the ring in his hand.
âYou are,â you calmly say. âYouâre lying to me and yourself. You may love me, Toji, but youâre not in love with me. Not anymore,â you explain. âDid you fall for someone else or did you just wake up one day and realize I wasnât what you wanted anymore?â
âWhat are you talking about?â He shakes his head. âMama, look at me.â He grabs your hand and slides the ring over your finger. âI am in love with you. Iâm lying to no one. Not you, not me. What is this about, huh? Is it about her? Iâll fire her. Iâll do anything.â Heâs practically begging, his grip on your hand growing tighter, the other cupping your cheek, trying to get you to look at him.
âI donât know what to do anymore.â You break down, sobbing. âIâm so tired of this.â You try and pull away from him but his hold on you is strong. âWhy do you only change when I threaten to leave? Why canât you just change on your own? Why do I have to yell at you and cry to get you to realize?â You hit his chest once, and then once more, and then again. And Toji stands there and takes it. âWhy donât you want me anymore?â You cry.
He wraps his arms around you, holding you tightly against his chest while you sob in his embrace. You hate the way he still brings you comfort despite being the sole reason of your pain. You feel conflicted. Should you stay or should you go? Does he mean everything that he says? By now, you think you wouldâve learned your lesson, but itâs hard to leave someone you dearly love, someone youâve grown accustomed to, been so intimate with. Imagining a life without him is hard, especially now that you have a child together. Leaving brings in the conflict of having to explain why you and Toji arenât together, why your child only sees one or the other, and every holiday and birthday is now split into two.
Toji knows heâs grown distant with you. Heâs aware. But never in a million years did he mean to make you feel like you werenât enough for him. He regrets turning down every conversation youâve tried to have with him about it, because in his head it was no big deal. His entire reasoning being the fact you two were arguing a lot more and he needed space. Which, now thinking about it, is a stupid reason. As for his co worker, he could care less about it. Toji knew she was overly friendly and heâs told her about you, about your family. He drew a boundary that she wasnât respecting. Not once he cheated on you or thought about it.
Though, that doesnât mean heâs the perfect husband. Not at all. He can lash out, say hurtful things and come off as selfish. Clearly. Your muffled cries fill his ears and he just holds you. âIâm sorry,â he whispers. âIâm sorry. Im so sorry,â he says again. Slowly, he sits both of you on the edge of the bed. âWeâre okay, mama. Weâre alright. I promise.â He kisses the top of your head, holding onto you like he never wanted to let go. Toji doesnât remember where things went wrong, but he didnât want your marriage to continue down this path.
You lifted your head to look at him. His eyes immediately search yours and he can see how broken and tired you are. It shatters him. âYou promise me?â You nervous bite the inside of your cheek. He wipes your tears and just with the touch of his hand he can make everything feel better, giving you hope.
âI promise you,â he says barely above a whisper.
âI miss you, Toji. I miss us.â Your lips quiver with a frown. His arms wrap around your waist, your arms instinctively wrapping around his neck as you both hold onto each other, hearts beating in sync against your chests.
âIâm here now. Iâm sorry.â He heavily sighs. âIâll make this right. Iâll do whatever you need to me to as long as you donât leave. I canât let you goâcanât let either of you go.â His voice begins to waver at the thought. His breath hitches, swallowing the lump in his throat.
âCan we lay down?â You mumble. At your request, he climbs into bed with you, laying you on top of his chest. It felt good to be so close to him again, something you havenât felt in months. And Toji realizes he didnât know what he was missing until he had you back in his presence again. Not in only in a physical sense, but mentally and emotionally as well. He drapes the blankets over the both of you.
âI wonât go into work tomorrow,â he blurts out. âWeâll spend the day together. Maybe ask Gojo to babysit for the day?â He suggests.
âWhat will we do?â You ask.
âWhatever you want, mama. Weâll have the whole day.â He intertwines his fingers with yours. You sit in silence for a few, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. âYouâre important to me. I need you to know that.â He caresses your back. âYou listening?â Toji peeks down only to find your eyes shut, youâre quickly asleep, chest rising and falling with each breath. A small smile quirks at the corner of his scarred lips. âWe can continue this conversation tomorrow.â
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#what a perfect way to bring it full circle#a sentence which at the start was said to end an argument being used to now start a hopeful conversation#toji fushiguro fic rec#jjk fic rec#fic rec
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LETâS KEEP IT PROFESSIONAL. . .?
đđ summary: where jjk men want you at the wrong place and wrong time⊠feat. gojo, geto, choso, nanami (seperate).
tags: fem!reader, pwp,smut, (p in v), Ćral sex (f! receiving), lactation kink .. (gojo), gojos a king and heâs OBESSED w you, public sex, car sex, riding, sub men (ish), dirty talk, praise, hair pulling, getting caught, mentions of pregnancy (nanami), slight bimbo reader x choso, ummm dunno what else to add ⊠mdni
w.c: 5,3k
a/n: THANK YOU GUYS SOSOS MUCH FOR 2K AND 2.1K!! IM SO THANKFUL FOR ALL OF YOUUUUUU^^^ HERES A 2K SPECIAL FOR YOU GUYSS MWAAA <33
+ there might be errors errrrrâŠ.
GOJO SATORU
âgojo-sama,â the family in front of you scolds, trying to get his full attention. the royal family has come to your estate to propose a business allianceâa union with the well-known gojo clan.
gojo has you seated prettily on his lap on his golden cushioned throne, in full view of the royal family and advisors. halfway through the meeting, he loses interest, he has little concern for these meetingsâall he truly wants is to be with you and your newborn daughter.
it was nearly impossible for him to focus, your scent envelops him, clouding his thoughts, leaving only you in his mind. his lower lip quivers as you shift against his hardening cock. he struggles to maintain composure but canât resist trailing soft kisses along your neck. one large hand caresses your once pregnant belly while you fight to keep your gaze steady in front of the royal family.
your eyes flutter, heart racing as you realize he cannot possibly be doing this now. below, the murmurs of the guests fade away as his heated kisses press against your skin. he hums deeply, almost moaning with each kiss, savouring the softness of your body. his glossed lips leave marks along your neck, gleaming in the natural light, a clear display of his desire.
ânghââtoru. . .continue. . . later,â you whisper, struggling to suppress a moan as gojoâs other hand kneads your plump breasts through the kimono. the soreness from weeks wroth of nursing makes each touch electric. the king below stares, while the guards exchange knowing glances, accustomed to gojoâs actions.
âgojo-sama, we ask that youââ
âhahh, look at thatâyouâre leaking,â gojo murmurs, his voice thick with desire as he watches your milk seep through the thin fabric of your kimono, a damp spot growing with each teasing stroke of his fingers over your sensitive nipple. your head falls back onto his shoulder, eyes closing in embarrassment ,unable to face the audience.
shamelessly, gojoâs hand on your tummy snakes lower between your shaky thighs. he smiles knowingly as youâre bare underneath, warmth radiating from you. itâs embarrassing how quickly heâs made you this wet, you blame it on hormonal imbalances.
gojoâs slender fingers part your swollen folds, sending shudders through your body with his icy touch as he rubs gentle circles on your nub. you moan, not caring how loud you are, overwhelmed by his fingers toying with your nipples and clitâall while numerous pairs of eyes remain glued to both of you.
âwhatâs gotchaâ this drenched, baby? have i not satisfied you enough?â gojo spills out nonsense, even though he satisfies you too much. he spoils you rotten, always going above and beyondâno matter when or where.
âtell me what i need to do, precious,â he begs as his fingers slide into your slick cunt. you both gasp, his long fingers sucked in tightly by your needy walls. your eyes flutter open to see your breasts leaking uncontrollably as he pinches and twists your poor nipples.
your hips buck wildly, greedily taking in more of his thick fingers as your walls cling tightly to him, massaging your sweet spot with every curl and press. you sob, breaths coming in ragged gasps, eyes glossy as you glance at the guests through blurred vision. each breath is a shaky exhale, mingling with soft whimpers as gojoâs cock throbs, pulsating with each of your desperate thrustsâit aches painfully with need. his fingers work relentlessly, coaxing more cries from your lips. your chest heaves with every breath, the sound of your panting filling the room.Â
âgojo-sama, take your wife out of here! sheâs a clear disruptionââ the king shouts, but falters as gojoâs icy gaze locks onto his, sending a chilling wave through him. fear creeps into the kingâs eyes, and he immediately regrets his words.
in the blink of an eye, gojo places you gently onto the cushioned throne, your eyes fluttering in confusion as you look up to see him towering over you. before you can speak, he drops to his knees, his face inches from your drooling cunt.
he bunches up your kimono to your waist for better access, exposing your slickness that glimmersunder the harsh lights. just as gojo is about to devour you like a starved man, he hears footsteps retreating from the room.
without turning his head, his voice booms with unsettling authority, filling the space with an ominous weight.Â
âthe first person who leaves will be beheaded.â
fear grips the room as every footstep halts. the tense silence makes it clear, all eyes are now fixed on you two, trapped in the suffocating stillness that follows.
and now, here gojo is, his tongue buried deep inside your stretchy walls, his frosty hair sticking to his forehead, cheeks flushed a rosy pink. he lost himself the moment his lips met your pussy, consumed by an imhumane hunger.
your cunt is loud, the lewd sloshes echoing through the royalty room, disturbing the royal family's ears. your pussy spasms as his head shakes like a madman, his killer tongue curling and thrusting as deeply as he can reach. each movement sends shockwaves through you, and he revels in the chaos he's creating.
both of his hands are messily playing with your drenched breasts, which are on full display. he pinches and squeezes your nipples with need, adding to the overwhelming sensations. you're a moaning mess, the dual stimulation too much to bearâa toe curling experience that leaves you breathless.
gojo drinks and slurps loudly on your sloppy pussy, each sound a explicit reminder to his appetite. your pussy is like a drug to him, he's high off you and can't get enough. he needs more of youâyour taste, your scentâor he'll surely go mad.
the room is filled with the symphony of your combined sounds, your moans, his greedy slurps, and the wet noises of your body responding to him. it's a lewd display that leaves no doubt about the depths of his obsession and your mutual surrender to this intoxicating moment.
âhahh, i n-need it, my lady,â gojo whimpers, his droopy eyes locked onto your messy breasts, glistening with milk. his mouth waters, a desperate hunger igniting within him as he rises from his knees, his lips and chin still slick from your leaky cunt. confusion flickers across your face until his warm mouth finally envelops your nipple, his tongue swirling around it with an insatiable eagerness, drawing forth your sweet fluids.
his eyes flutter closed at the new taste flooding his sensesâso sweet, candied, and intoxicating that it sends a jolt of pleasure straight to his throbbing cock, which leaks eagerly against the fabric of his traditional attire. the sensation is overwhelming that he canât get enough.Â
âoh f-fuck, âtoruâŠâ you moan, your voice trembling as waves of pleasure wash over you. the sensitivity of your nipple sends shivers down your spine, and you arch your back off the cushioned throne instinctively, pushing more of yourself into his mouth.Â
âmhm⊠so good,â he groans against you, the vibrations of his voice sending shockwaves through your body. he sucks harder, pulling on your swollen nipple as if it's the only thing keeping him alive. the sounds of slurping and moaning fill the airâeach noise a raw desire consuming both of you.
you cry out again, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through you. you gasp, lost in a haze of pleasure as gojo's mouth works its magic. every flick of his tongue and gentle tug sends you spiralling deeper into ecstasy. the royal family stares up in horror at your lewd actions, they tremble in fear at what gojo would do to them if they said one peep.
but gojo is completely lost in this moment, high on the taste of you. âi canât stop⊠i need more,â he moans breathlessly between pulls as your milk coats his plush lips, his own arousal pushing him closer to the edge. each time he pulls away to catch his breath, heâs met with the sight of your flushed cheeks and blissed-out expressionâfuelling his desire even further.
gojo has found his new addiction in you, and itâs a craving that will never be satisfied. as he continues to devour your milk with fervour , both of you moan like crazy, caught in an endless cycle of pleasure that only seems to intensify with each passing moment.
heâll never stop at this rate.
GETO SUGURU
your ears perk up as you hear your coworkers squeak in excitement upon spotting geto suguru, the renowned artist, stepping into the luxurious store where you work. this high-end boutique, filled with fashionable handbags and stunning clothing, is where geto loves to shopânot just for the exquisite pieces, but because youâre always here.
fiddling with the clothing rack, you catch a glimpse of geto through your peripheral vision, flanked by his bodyguards as female employees swarm around him. little do they knowâand little does the media suspectâthat you and geto share a secret relationship. he often begs you to quit your job, promising to provide for you completely. as tempting as that offer is, you've built a family at work that you cherish deeply.
âhmmm, i was actually looking for this piece in particular,â you hear him say from behind you. his large hand engulfs yours as he selects the coat you were just touching. you stifle a giggle; this is nowhere near his usual style. he always does this to strike up casual conversations in public.
âwould you get the fitting room ready for me, mrs. geto?â he rasps, whispering the last part just for your ears. your eyes widen in shock, hoping no one overheard. you nod, noticing your coworkers scoff at how clearly geto has a favorite.
you already know what he wants with that slick fitting room signalâhe misses you and wants to fuck you.
that's why he has you bent over prettily for him in the vip fitting room, your hands pressed against the full-length mirror now smudged with your fingerprints. your work pants are discarded somewhere across the room as you watch him tease you mercilessly, rubbing his cockhead along your puffy folds. your pussy aches, desperate for more.
âi missed you, pretty,â he murmurs softly, and you nearly crumble when he slaps his chubby tip against your clit. the wet taps send jolts through your entire body, making your pussy clench around nothing.
âm-missed you too, sugu,â you whimper, voice trembling with need. he swats your ass, drawing a moan from your lips as you lean into the mirror. fog clouds the reflection as he continues to spank your sore skin, each slap a delicious mix of pain and pleasure that leaves you breathless.
ââm not talkinâ to you,â he scolds as you whine, wiggling your hips back to feel more, a chuckle rumbling from him. âsince you wanna ignore my texts... she would never ignore me.â his voice drops as his leaky tip pushes its way into your cunt, your walls stretching to accommodate every inch, almost burning. geto hisses at the way your velvety walls flutter around him, and you feel yourself growing blissfully dumb. the store's background music rings in your ears, a reminder that you're still on the job.
geto watches you slowly lose yourself through the mirror, pulling your hips firmly against his as he slams his cock deep into your walls, making you sob aloud. he pounds mercilessly into your sopping pussy, each stroke deeper than before, his flushed tip kissing your cervix with every thrust. the sound of skin slapping against skin fills the fitting room, mingling with your moans and creating a sweet melody of raw desire.
âfuckkkâpussy so good,â he pants as you clamp down at the praise, a grin spreading across his face as he sees your eyes shut tightly, moaning out pathetic pleas. your pussy sobs uncontrollably, nearly louder than the soft music playing through the speakers.
âmmm, sheâs very talkative today,â he rasps wickedly, his hand snaking down to vigorously rub your achy clit, the cool metal of his silver rings grazing your sensitive skin. you cry out from the dual stimulation, overwhelmed by the sensation.
ây-you came here to just speak to my pussy more than m-me,â you manage to say, a hint of attitude slipping through as he pauses, taken aback by your words. his thrusts come to an abrupt halt, and you whine at the sudden stop.
âawh baby. are you upset? wanna show me how mad you are?â he teases with a fake pout, watching as your frustration builds. âpoor thing, all worked up and nowhere to go.â
he leans in closer, his breath hot against your ear. âmaybe if you hadnât ignored my texts, iâd be a little nicer,â he taunts, giving your clit a sharp pinch that makes you gasp. âbut now? i think iâll take my time.â
his words send a shiver down your spine as he resumes his relentless pace, each thrust deliberate and punishing. âcome on, show me how mad you are,â he urges mockingly, his voice dripping with amusement.
those were his last words before you took control, riding him like your life depended on it. he's whimpering beneath you,struggling to hold back his moans as your pussy works him over, each movement a killer. you're pouncing on him on the adjacent couch from the mirror, your hips rolling at a relentless pace as his large hands knead the flesh of your ass. he swears he's under some kind of hypnosis, his eyes glued to your breasts as they bounce wildly in front of his wide, purple eyes.
your pussy squelches louder and louder with each thrust, a symphony of wet sounds thatâs music to his earsâhe even thinks he might have to incorporate it into his next song.
âhowâre you feeling, pretty boy?â you purr, and a moan slips past his lips at the praise. his eyes flutter slightly as you ride him faster, your walls sucking him in with a steady rhythm.
âhahhh, d-donât think i wonât get back at you,â he whines, but there's no mistaking the submission in his voice. you grin down at him, taking in the sight of his long locks sticking to his forehead, strands of hair messily splayed across his face. he's completely undone beneath you, humming with pleasure as you continue your relentless pace.
his once-commanding presence is softened by the way he succumbs to your movements, each roll of your hips drawing out more whimpers and gasps.Â
âmr. geto, we found a few pieces that you might like!âÂ
you stop in your tracks, eyes widening in panic as you hear your managerâs voice on the other side of the door. geto lazily smiles, clearly enjoying the fear that flashes across your face. without warning, he lifts you up from the couch, his strong arms wrapping around you as he strides closer to the door. your heart races as he slams you against the wall beside the door, and you stare up at him, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through you.
âhmm? please tell me more about it, im dying to know more,â he lies smoothly, his voice low and teasing as he wraps your legs around his waist. his cock is still buried deep inside you, and he begins to thrust slowly, deliberately. you bite your lip hard, desperately trying to stifle any sounds as youâre mere inches away from your oblivious manager who rambles on about clothing pieces.
each thrust sends shockwaves through your body, and you struggle to keep quiet as he fucks you roughly. it almost feels like heâs punishing you, yet the thrill of being caught only heightens your arousal. but fuckk, the way you look at himâeyes wide with fear and desireâmakes him want to abandon all caution. he wants everyone to see how much you belong to him.
âyou like that, baby? you like getting fucked in front of your manager?â he whispers with a wicked grin, his voice dripping with mischief. you gasp as his dick throbs inside your sloppy cunt, your arousal leaking profusely and staining the expensive flooring beneath you.Â
your managers voice suddenly drops as she realize something is off, her excitement turns to horror as she begin to piece together whatâs happening just behind the door.
âyeaa, I bet you do, doll,â geto taunts, his eyes dark with lust.Â
âjust show her how much of a slut you are.â
CHOSO KAMO
âwhat do you mean thereâs no room?â you exclaimed, eyes widening as you looked into the back seat and saw it completely filled. not even a single inch was available for you. of course, two of the tallest guysâchoso and rikoâwere manspreading like it was their job, leaving your poor friends, mina and sajĂ©, squished together.
âwell⊠we thought the car would fit all of us,â chosoâs friend, the driver, said as he glanced back, confirming that there was zero room possible. you pinched the bridge of your nose in frustration; youâd already pitched in money for this road trip.
âyou can sit on my lap if youâre comfortable,â choso chimed in, his voice smooth and inviting. your eyes nearly twinkle at his kindness, and everyone in the car exchanged side-eyesâhalf surprised and half amused by the suggestion.Â
your low heels clacked against the cement as you hurried over to chosoâs side of the car, excitement bubbling inside you. when you opened the door, you nearly choked on your saliva at how incredibly good he looked, manspreading in the back seat. his black baggy ripped jeans hugged his long legs perfectly, paired with those monstrous black boots that made him look even taller. your eyes trailed up to his chestâdamn, that black compression shirt clung to him in all the right places.
heâs the true definition of an emo hottie!
his lap looked so inviting as you climbed into the cramped SUV. you settled snugly on his lap, feeling his large arm snake around your waist for extra protection. but oh gosh, your cunt was tingling like crazyâyour clothed pussy was directly on top of his bulge, and it sent a rush of heat through you.
after nearly hours of driving, everyone in the car is dozing off to slumberâeveryone except you, choso, the driver, and the person in the passenger seat. the car jolts suddenly, waking everyone up, but whatâs even worse is that youâre practically bouncing on chosoâs lap!
âehh, sorry! the roads are pretty bad here,â the driver says as the car hits a series of small bumps that quickly escalate to larger ones. chosoâs arm around your waist tightens, holding you down more firmly against him. you suppress a moan as you feel the outline of his growing cock beneath youâhell, you can even feel it throbbing uncontrollably.
you shut your eyes tightly, nibbling on your plush lips as you try to hold back any sounds. it would be beyond embarrassing if you let out a noise now. but with each bump in the road, the friction between your bodies sends electric shocks through you, igniting a fire deep within.
âf-fuck⊠need more,â he whispers lowly, just for your ears. your heart stops at his words. did you hear him wrong? but the way heâs holding you down makes it clear that you heard him just fine.
the tension in the air is thickâalmost suffocatingâas desire hangs between you like a heavy fog. every jolt of the car pushes you closer to him, and you canât help but grind down slightly, feeling his hardness beneath you. itâs so pathetic how the both of you are grinding hard on each other, holding in whimpers and moans as you feel your panties fully drenched. chosoâs breath hitches, and his grip on your waist tightens even more as he bucks his hips up desperately to feel more.
your nails scrape against the driverâs seat in front of you, and you swear youâre about to rip through the fabric. itâs embarrassing how turned on both you and choso areâespecially with all your friends in the car!
âpull over here, letâs get some drinks,â riko groggily says, and the car sharply turns right into the parking lot of the convenience store. both of your movements come to an abrupt halt as the atmosphere shifts; everyone becomes hyper-aware of the situation.
âyâall coming in?â riko asks as he opens his door, and you feel your heart race. you and choso exchange a quick glance, knowing exactly whatâs at stake. âno thanks, weâll just stay here,â you manage to say, forcing a casual tone despite the heat pooling in your belly.
you donât waste a minute as you reposition yourself facing choso, your knees sinking into the plush seat beneath you providing just enough comfort. his hair is messily tousled, strands falling across his face, and those puppy eyes of his are filled with a desperate need that makes your heart race.
without hesitation, choso quickly unbuckles his jeans, pulling out his achy cock from its confines. he lets out a soft moan as the cool breeze grazes his thick shaft, and your eyes widen at how incredibly hot he looksâhis rosy tip leaking with anticipation.
âyouâre so fuckinâ hot,â he breathes, his voice thick with desire. heâs already intoxicated by you, and all youâve done is grind against each other!. the heat between you is noticeable , and you can feel your own need building as you pull your panties to the side.
âg-gosh, choso,â you gasp as his thick tip slips inside you, your walls inviting him completely. choso throws his head back against the headrest, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he drives his hips up with fervor, filling you entirely.
âiâm sorry, prettyâ we donât have much time,â he breathes, his voice strained and shaky, each word punctuated by heavy breaths. his hips move with a desperate urgency, thrusting into you with a rhythm all their own. the sound of your bodies meeting is so loud it drowns out the hum of the engine.Â
you roll your hips, feeling him reach the deepest parts of you. your breaths mingle in the confined space, quickening with each thrust. a moan escapes your lips as his bulbous tip expertly finds your g-spot with each powerful thrust, sending waves of pleasure coursing through you. chosoâs breath hitches as he loses himself in the moment, the air thick with tension and desire.
the car shakes with each thrust, the windows slightly fogging up as you both fuck each other with desperateness and need.
ââs fuckinâ big, cho,â you stammer out, your melodic moans music to his ears. his cock vigorously throbs within your slick walls, and the two of you are growing dumb off each other, lost in a haze of pleasure.
with each thrust met, your cunt begins to spasm around him, clenching tightly as waves of pleasure wash over you. the sensation is overwhelming; it feels like your body is begging for release. the car creaks under the intensity of your movements, the air thick with heat and urgency.Â
as you both get lost in the moment, choso leans in closer, capturing your lips in a heated kiss. it starts softly, but quickly escalates into something primal and messy. his hands grip your face as if heâs afraid to let go, and you can feel his raw passion pouring into every touch.
your mouths move together with urgent need, tongues tangling in a wild dance that feels intoxicating and electric. he tastes like pure desireâsweet and addictiveâas he kisses you deeper. each press of his lips sends shivers racing down your spine, igniting a fire within you that mirrors the rhythm of his thrusts.
the kiss grows sloppier; breaths become heavy and desperate as you both lose yourselves in each other. saliva mixes as you moan into his mouth, the sounds echoing in the confined space of the car. choso pulls away just enough to lock eyes with you, his gaze dark with lust and hunger.
âyouâre driving me insane,â he murmurs, his voice thick with desire before he crashes his lips back onto yours. the urgency intensifies, each kiss more fervent than the last, as if heâs trying to claim every part of you.Â
with a sudden burst of playful dominance he snakes his hands down to your ass, he slaps your flesh hard enough to send a jolt of pleasure through you, a wicked grin spreading across his face as he watches your reaction.
âyeaaa you like that shit, huh? i bet you-â
his words are cut short when you hear the doors attempt to open. you glance at riko, whoâs struggling to unlock the door. before you can react, the driver unlocks it, and riko comes flying into the back seat beside you and choso.
your walls clamp down around his thick cock as he groans lowly, the thought of getting caught sending a thrill through you. you bury your face into his neck, inhaling his husky cologne.
âwhat the hell are yâall doing?â riko asks, glancing at your awkward position on chosoâs lap, head hidden in his neck.
âsheâs sleeping,â choso replies quietly, raising a finger to his lips to signal silence. everyone nods, but you can feel choso smirking as you bite your lip hard enough to draw blood.
as the car starts moving again, your eyes nearly pop out of your sockets when it begins to shake. the bumpy road makes you bounce on his cock, and you instinctively grind down, feeling him tense beneath you. his eyes flutter as he watches your hips move, knowing exactly how to make him crumble.
âcut the shit, you two- we already know you arenât sleeping,â nobara says, pointing at the dashcam thatâs connected to one of their phones.
they heard everything,
fuck.
NANAMI KENTO
âletâs just fuck it out mama, we canât be separated.â Â
âyouâre ridiculous,â you scoff, sitting cross-legged in the divorce attorney's office once the door shut closed.
âwe need a moment to speak alone,â nanami had asked your attorney as he left, but he was nowhere near wanting to talk and you knew that the moment the two of you were alone.
âridiculous? this isnât even the worst place weâve fucked,â he taunts, rising from his chair and leaning against the desk, his hazel eyes scanning your figureâsomething he could never get enough of.
âsign the papers,â you say through gritted teeth, but he smirks, clearly not listening as he admires how beautiful you look in the skin tight dress.
âsign- fuckkk,â you cry out as youâre now bent over your attorneys desk, your black dress hiked up to your waist as nanami ruthlessly pounds his cock into your sore pussy as your walls welcomes him back with a warm and slimey snug. within a split second youâve become a sobbing cock-drunk mess, your tears staining the important documents that are now scrunched up from being smothered underneath your breast.
nanamis thick fingers grip your sides as he rams his cock deep into you, this speed almost too much for you that you feel as if heâs deep in your guts. he desk shakes beneath you, pens and papers tumbling to the floor, but in this moment, nothing else matters. all that exists is the connection between you, a powerful force that consumes your thoughts and senses.
your knees buckle as he lifts you up, steadying you to keep your balance. âcâmon wifey, what about our future kids? you reallyyy want me to sign it?â he teases, his voice playful yet charged with intensity. you find yourself crying out incoherent sentences, lost in the overwhelming sensation of how good he feels.
âs-sign it,â you shudder as his thrusts intensify, you can hear the animalistic growl he lets out once he felt you squeeze tighter. feeling the tension between you as he pulls you closer. his large hand grips your hair, pulling you closer to his chest as you back arches up from the messy desk. your pussy squeaks out broken sobs as he rams his cock sooo deep that you see a small bulge forming in your lower tummy.
âwhatâs our lawyer going to think, huh? I spent a lotta money for his services,â he rasps, his thrusts growing deeper and more meaningful, as if to prove that you cannot leave him.
âk-kennn, fuckk,â you moan as he tugs harder on your hair, your body trembling as tears spill down your cheeks. he doesnât care where you are- all that matters is the pleasure coursing through you. a devilish grin spreads across his face, knowing exactly how to push your buttons and drive you wild.
âi know, sweetheartâI know. just let it allll go,â he sings, encouraging you as he coaxed you toward your intense orgasm. soft âoohsâ and âahhsâ escape your glossy lips as warmth pools in your belly, your slick walls tightening around him, practically suffocating his throbbing cock.
âhgnnâgonna milk me dry, baby,â nanami stutters, feeling his balls tighten painfully as his breaths become sloppy and jagged. he snakes his hand from your hair to your throat, possessively gripping you just tight enough to spark thrill without pain, amplifying the waves of pleasure that crash over you and drawing your intense orgasm closer with every pulse.
you bite your lower lip hard as you both come undone in perfect sync, a skill nanami has mastered. your walls flutter around him as his hot release fills you, feeling his thick seed plunge deep within your womb. your vision blurs and your ears ring; itâs so messy that your mixed juices cling between your thighs, sticky and gooey.
your mind is so dizzy that you donât even notice when he gently places you on the desk, your back crumpling the papers beneath you as your legs are pressed against your chest. your permanent anklet dangles and glimmers in the natural light, the diamond âK.N.â charm a constant reminder that he will always be with you, no matter what.
your eyes lazily flutter open to find nanami kissing your inner thighs, your legs still trembling from your previous orgasm. his lips graze your swollen folds, causing your body to jolt in response. nanami's eyes glimmer with amusement as he watches globs of your mixed essence drip down onto the papers creating a small pool on the wooden desk.
âmmm, you sure came a lot for someone who wants a divorce,â he taunts, bringing his cool wedding band back to your throbbing core, globs of cum coating the once-gold ring in a sticky white layer. you gasp at the metallic sensation as he rubs the ring against your swollen clit, toying with you while you sob incoherent sentences. your eyes dart to the door, where you catch a glimpse of shadows peeking through the window. panic rises in your throat as you try desperately to signal to nanami that there are people watching.
but oh he knows,
he knows very well that the entire floor heard the scandalous things you two were doing, and he wants everyone to know.
without warning, nanami plunges his warm tongue into your sopping core, savouring every drop of your arousal as he hums against you. the vibrations sends shivers through your body, and you can feel him revealing in the taste, his tongue exploring every inch with a deliberate slowness that drives you wild. he laps up your juices eagerly, occasionally grazing your sensitive nub with his teeth, teasingly biting it just enough to send waves of pleasure coursing through you. it feels as if heâs determined to make you scream for everyone to hear.
the loud slurping fills the room, making you cringe at how messy and indulgent he is, yet your body craves him more with each passing moment. you feel yourself teetering on the edge, lost in the pleasure heâs giving you, when suddenly, just as you're about to beg for more, the door swings open. several flustered lawyers stand in the doorway, their eyes wide with shock.
âu-uhm, mr. and mrs. nanami, the p-police are outsideâŠâ
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YOU'RE A PERVERT!!!
/ËpÉrËvÉrt/
a person whose sexual behavior is regarded as abnormal and lewd
Synopsis: How perverted are JJK men? What are their perverted tendencies?
Characters: Gojo, Geto, Sukuna, Choso Warnings: Voyeurism, Gojo uses a vibrator on you in public, cockwarming, fantasizing, public sex, dub-con, male masturbation, mating press, begging, blindfolding and restraining, breeding
Gojo Satoru
7/10 on the pervert scale
This man is full of kinks and thinks about sex quite often.
His kinks aren't necessarily abnormal but he can be obsessive
Has sniffed your panties and used them to jack off
A shameless pervert
Would be into blindfolding
The rich man he would invest in some toys and is a fiend with them
"Shit." You mumble under your breath, biting your lip to prevent any more sounds from bubbling up.
As you sit in the glossy, high-ceilinged conference room surrounded by the austere faces of the Jujutsu Society high-ups, you keep your head down, staring desperately at the floor as the toy inside you buzzes against your clit and your gspot. It's fucking unbearable. Across the table, Gojo sits, the picture of nonchalance with his trademark blindfold, his lips curving into a barely-there smirk that only you can decipher.
The vibrations of the toy are slow, most certainly on the lowest setting which you are almost thankful for. The sensation is like warm sunlight filtering through a window, gentle yet insistent. The dual stimulation of your clit and gspot has you practically gasping for air, it is delicious, slow, and not enough, not what your body is starting to crave. You can feel the thrum of pleasure at the tips of your fingers and toes, then spirals inward, igniting every nerve ending with a whisper of pleasure. The warmth expands, filling you to the brim, making your breath hitch unexpectedly.
Around the table, the meeting drones on, a background hum to the electric thrill dancing under your skin. You shift in your seat, trying to contain the heat that Gojoâs toy stirs within you. Under the table, he is most certainly playing with the remote, circling the buttons that could at any moment lead you to your doom. How did he even get you to do this in the first place? Each brush of your clothes against your skin turns into a caress, intensifying the sensations that you desperately try to mask.
The more you squirm, the wider Gojo's smile grows, though it never reaches his eyes, which are focused intently on you, enjoying the scene he orchestrates from across the room.
Your face flushes a deeper shade of red with each passing second, a silent plea for respite mingling with the fear of being discovered. The heat pools at the pit of your stomach, waves of pleasure cascading through you in relentless pulses. You clench your hands under the table, nails digging into your palm to anchor yourself to reality, to the droning voices discussing projections and quarterly returns.
But Gojo is relentless, you can practically hear the click of the remote that speeds up the toy inside you. You immediately jolt as if you have been electrocuted and you cross your legs to try and tame the ticklish pleasure coursing through you like a tidal wave.
"Everything ok Y/n?" Someone from across the room asks, and you feel everyone's gaze turn to you.
Before you can muster up the strength to say anything, Gojo cuts in.
"Oh she's fine. Just excited to be here isn't that right?"
Geto Suguru
6/10 on the pervert scale
Geto prides himself on keeping his composure intact.
But the man has so sick fantasies roaming around in his head
Behind a kind smile and hazle eyes he is mentally tearing away your clothes and fucking you on the desk you are sitting behind
Totally acts on these thoughts. Eventually he will find a way
Doesn't really care about what others think of him, which makes him very bold
He is less of a pervert and more of a "sex lover" if that makes sense
"Stay still baby, dont want anyone getting ideas do you?" Geto coos into your ear and you have to bite the inside of your cheek to stop your self from moaning. Thank god you wore a long skirt today because if it was any shorter you were sure everyone would know you weren't just sitting on your boyfriend's lap. No, you where impaled on his dick.
You glance around, your cheeks heating up as you catch a few curious stares from nearby moviegoers. Geto seems unfazed, his focus calmly fixed on the screen ahead. You can feel your body instinctively squeeze around his length, desperately yearning for friction, but two big hands keep you secured on his lap preventing you from moving.
Geto's presence is both arousing and disconcerting as you try to focus on the movie, hyper-aware of every shift and breath. As the room darkens with the film's start, you attempt to blend into the dim anonymity, hoping the engulfing shadows hide your flushed face and the flutter in your chest.
Suddenly, Geto slightly bucks into you, so his fat tip presses against the part of you that you only dream about reaching with your fingers. As the waves of pleasure gently cascade through you, you press your lips tightly together, restraining any sound that threatens to escape. You force yourself to remain utterly still, despite the overwhelming sensations of his large member that tempt you to move. The restraint heightens every tingling sensation, each pulse becoming more pronounced, more insistent. Your fingers curl into the fabric of your skirt beneath you, gripping tightly as you focus on the subtlest of movementsâa breath, a slight shiftâthat could betray the intensity of your experience. The stillness becomes a challenge, a game of control where every fiber of your being is acutely aware, and every small victory in maintaining composure amplifies the pleasure silently swirling within.
"Doing so well baby, you sure you can keep this up?" Geto mummurs into your ear, nibbling on the skin of your lobe.
Choso
7/10 and for very good reason
Listen, the man has never experienced intimacy before.
So when he experiences sex for the first time, oh boy, choso is down for the count
he wants to try it all, do it all with you, to you
He's the type to think about stealing your panties or is tempted to look up your skirt but reprimands himself for it
"Come on baby just keep your legs on my shoulders. Can you do that for me?" Choso's breath is hot against your ear. "F-fuck please" he says through a groan. If you weren't so fucked out of your mind you would think that he was actually begging. And you were right. Choso swears his isn't a whimpering man but here he is, voice cracking from the vice grip your cunt Â
You are too dumb to reply, only spurting outcries and whines about how good he was fucking you. Choso snapped his hips so fast that everything seemed like a dream, the bed was shaking immensely with the headboard banging on the wall and you were losing your mind from the friction of his dick against your walls. How long have you been in this mating press? How many times have you cummed? How many times has he cummed in you?
"Wanna fuck you every day,"Â he grunts out, pumping into you, the length and level of his arousal brutal. "fuck fuck fuck," Choso swears, as he brings a hand to the back of your head and presses your lips onto his. Your so dazed you practically drool into the kiss, letting him entangle his tongue with yours until spit smeared on either side of your lips. He doesnât slow the movement for a second as he kisses you, giving you full, hard thrusts, your breasts bouncing from the brutality.
Suddenly, it hits you. Like an ignition of fire your brain goes white and you feel yourself ascend to euphoria.
âYou gonna cum baby?" he coos into your hear, pressing light kisses on the hollow of your neck. "fuck, cum for me baby, please, cum on me."Â Choso's hand flew between your bodies to rapidly rub your clit back and forth, hurtling you towards your orgasm. Your pussy tightens so hard around his cock that he nearly has to stop his thrusts. Your mouth grows lax as you feel yourself splitting in two, coming with his cock buried deep inside you.Â
âThatâs it,â He fucks you through your orgasm, pouring every ounce of his strength into chasing his own high. His thrusts became sloppy, hips stuttering before he stilled his hips flushed against yours, burying himself in your creamy cunny.
âFuck fuck fuck FUCK!â
Sukuna Ryomen
This is difficult, sukuna is not much of a pervert as he is a sadist.
So on the sadist scale, he is a 10/10 and the correlation with pervertedness would also be a 10/10 because of the wild things he does to you
He just loves to see you embarrassed and degraded. If that means fucking you in public so be it. If that means cumming on your panties and making you wear them so bit it
There isnt much he isnt open to (unfortunately)
You feel dizzy.
The soft fabric presses gently against your eyelids, urging them to remain closed. With your sight stolen away, your world narrows, funneling your awareness to the heightened sensations that begin to bloom from your core.
You whine at the feeling, squirming at the sensation of sukuna's fingers massaging your gspot. His pace his maddening, every curl of his fingers is so slow and exact, so much so your muscles tremble from the pleasure.
"Faster, faster please" you mewl, and you don't even need sight to know that there is a devilish grin on Sukuna's tattooed face.
"You feel good dont you? Poor thing." Sukuna chuckles.
The material encircling your wrists is smooth, almost silky, tying your hands behind you leaving them free to roam but only so far. As the pleasure builds, coiling tightly within you, the lack of sight only deepens the mystery and intensity of each contact, each sensation. You're adrift in a sea of touch and sound, each wave crashing over you with more pleasure than the last.
"So pretty, I love it when you're desperate, god," Sukuna groans and he leans in close so you can feel his breath against your ear. "You're making me so hard baby."
Your hips buck up when you feel the pace of his fingers quicken. The fiction is delicious and his digits fill you so much better than your small ones ever could.
"Want me to fuck you?" Sukuna purrs and you desperately nod in response making him chuckle. "Look at you, of course you do."
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