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โ—ˆ SATORU GOJO
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜น ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ด๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ต ^-^
โ‹† ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ป๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ o-o
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ^-^
โ‹† ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ญ ๐˜ข๐˜ง๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ด <3
โ‹† ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ 0~0
โ‹† ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ^~^
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ <3
โ‹† ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ v-v
โ‹† ๐˜ด๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ o-o
โ‹† ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ'๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ด 'v'
โ—ˆ TOJI FUSHIGURO
โ‹† ๐˜ฑ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜บ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ญ ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ด๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ต ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ซ๐˜ด ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜จ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜บ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ป๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ o-o
โ‹† ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜บ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ยฐvยฐ
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ^-^
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜บ <3
โ‹† ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ^-^
โ‹† ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜บ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฉ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ—ˆ NANAMI KENTO
โ‹† ๐˜ด๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฏ๐˜บ ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ด๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ^-^
โ‹† ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ >-<
โ‹† ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ *~*
โ‹† ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ณ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ด ~v~
โ‹† ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ ^-^
โ‹† ๐˜ต๐˜บ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ต ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜ช๐˜ช๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜จ O-O
โ‹† ๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฉ -V-
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด '-'
โ—ˆ GETO SUGURU
โ‹† ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ท ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ^-^
โ‹† ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ >~<
โ‹† ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ ^o^
โ‹† ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ^~^
โ‹† ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด O-O
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ต *v*
โ‹† ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ ^-^
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ซ๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ'๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ u-u
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ซ๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ'๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ u~u
โ‹† ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜น ~o~
โ‹† ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ "v"
โ—ˆ RYOMEN SUKUNA
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ซ๐˜ด ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ช o~o
โ‹† ๐˜ต๐˜บ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ท ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜บ ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ด๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ต ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ ๏ผž~๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ป๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ O~O
โ‹† ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฏ๐˜บ ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด 2 ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ด ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ~w~
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ^-^
โ—ˆ SHIU KONG
โ‹† ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ป๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ O-o
โ‹† ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ด๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ '~'
โ‹† ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ^~^
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ~o~
โ‹† ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ~v~
โ‹† ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ^-^
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ^~^
โ‹† ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜บ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ด <3
โ‹† ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ o-o
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ญ๐˜ถ๐˜ต <3
โ—ˆ HIGURUMA HIROMI
โ‹† ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ป๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ O-O
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ซ๐˜ด ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ^-^
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ด ^o^
โ‹† ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ *V*
โ‹† ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜น ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ ^-^
โ‹† ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ข๐˜ง๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ o~o
โ‹† ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ด๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๏ผž-๏ผœ
โ‹† ๐˜ด๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ด ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ ^~^
โ‹† ๐˜ฅ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜บ v-v
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ซ๐˜ด ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ~v~
โ‹† ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ^~^
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ด vov
โ—ˆ CHOSO KAMO
โ‹† ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ด๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ด ^-^
โ‹† ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ^0^
โ‹† ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด v-v
โ‹† ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ๐˜บ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ o~o
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ v0v
โ‹† ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ด๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ต ^~^
โ‹† ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ owo
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฆ๐˜น๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜บ v~v
โ‹† ๐˜ด๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ด >-<
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ /v\
โ‹† ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง -o-
โ‹† ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ญ <3
โ‹† ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง โ€ขoโ€ข
part 2
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tojbnuy ยท 27 days ago
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art by @ _3aem on twt!!
bestfriend!satoru who spam comments under all your posts and makes sure to let everyone know that heโ€™s the one who took the pic
bestfriend!satoru who doesnโ€™t ever let your read your books. he lays his head in your lap and demands you read aloud to him.
bestfriend!satoru whoโ€™s always kissing your cheeks to say hello and bye bye. sometimes they linger a bit too long but itโ€™s only cos he finds you so cute .
bestfriend!satoru who talks suguruโ€™s ears off about you. every detail about your outfit, the new shade of gloss you had on today, the way your ass looked absolutely perfect in those jeans. frankly suguru is sick of him.
bestfriend!satoru who sulks as soon as he finds out youโ€™re going on a date. heโ€™d lie on your bed with your plushies squished in between his biceps and whine about you being too pretty for this guy.
bestfriend!satoru who waits patiently for your return and canโ€™t help but smile at your tipsy state. clearly date didnโ€™t go too well. he helps you undress, fingers caressing the smooth silky skin of your back as he lets your dress fall.
bestfriend!satoru who gets mad when you say youโ€™re fine to sit in sugurus lap since there arenโ€™t any seats left in the car. he abruptly slams the car door in sugurus face and drags you over to his side. โ€˜come on baby you donโ€™t sit in anyoneโ€™s lap but mine.โ€™ and next thing you know your snug in his lap with his bulky arms wrapped tight around your waist. โ€˜just to keep you safe pretty.โ€™
bestfriend!satoru who claims โ€˜one kiss wonโ€™t change anythingโ€™ and then heโ€™s pressing his plush lips to yours. his tongue making its way into your mouth as his hands pet at the small of your back. โ€˜course itโ€™s fine weโ€™re best friendsโ€™
bestfriend!satoru who towers over you and always has a spare hoodie ready for you because he knows you never wrap up warm. truthfully he adores the way you look in his clothes, his hoodie reaching mid thigh on you and still you had miles of legs left on display. heโ€™s always saying how much he loves your legs but he doesnโ€™t think you know to what extent. plush thighs and a round ass that he had dreamt of far too many times.
bestfriend!satoru who knows itโ€™s sick but everytime you nap in his room he picks you up and places you in his lap. just so he can feel your soft breasts pushed against him. his hands will wander until one of them is squeezing at your ass and the other is stroking the soft skin at your thighs. โ€˜sorry baby youโ€™re just so pretty when you sleepโ€™
bestfriend!satoru who peeks at you when youโ€™re changing in his room. baby pink underwear with a little bow dotted right at the front.
part 2 !! part 3!! part 4 !!
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luvsupa ยท 1 month ago
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LETโ€™S KEEP IT PROFESSIONAL. . .?
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๐œ—๐œš summary: where jjk men want you at the wrong place and wrong timeโ€ฆ feat. gojo, geto, choso, nanami (seperate).
tags: fem!reader, pwp,smut, (p in v), ลral sex (f! receiving), lactation kink .. (gojo), gojos a king and heโ€™s 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 โ€ฆ 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 errrrrโ€ฆ.
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GOJO SATORU
โ€œgojo-sama,โ€ 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 allianceโ€”a 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 meetingsโ€”all 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 canโ€™t 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.
โ€œnghโ€”โ€™toru. . .continue. . . later,โ€ you whisper, struggling to suppress a moan as gojoโ€™s 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 gojoโ€™s actions.
โ€œgojo-sama, we ask that youโ€”โ€
โ€œhahh, look at thatโ€”youโ€™re leaking,โ€ 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, gojoโ€™s hand on your tummy snakes lower between your shaky thighs. he smiles knowingly as youโ€™re bare underneath, warmth radiating from you. itโ€™s embarrassing how quickly heโ€™s made you this wet, you blame it on hormonal imbalances.
gojoโ€™s 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 clitโ€”all while numerous pairs of eyes remain glued to both of you.
โ€œwhatโ€™s gotchaโ€™ this drenched, baby?ย have i not satisfied you enough?โ€ gojo spills out nonsense, even though he satisfies you too much. he spoils you rotten, always going above and beyondโ€”no matter when or where.
โ€œtell me what i need to do, precious,โ€ 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 gojoโ€™s cock throbs, pulsating with each of your desperate thrustsโ€”it 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.ย 
โ€œgojo-sama, take your wife out of here! sheโ€™s a clear disruptionโ€”โ€ the king shouts, but falters as gojoโ€™s icy gaze locks onto his, sending a chilling wave through him. fear creeps into the kingโ€™s 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.ย 
โ€œthe first person who leaves will be beheaded.โ€
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 bearโ€”a 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 youโ€”your taste, your scentโ€”or 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.
โ€œhahh, i n-need it, my lady,โ€ 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 sensesโ€”so 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 canโ€™t get enough.ย 
โ€œoh f-fuck, โ€˜toruโ€ฆโ€ 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.ย 
โ€œmhmโ€ฆ so good,โ€ 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 airโ€”each 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. โ€œi canโ€™t stopโ€ฆ i need more,โ€ 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, heโ€™s met with the sight of your flushed cheeks and blissed-out expressionโ€”fuelling his desire even further.
gojo has found his new addiction in you, and itโ€™s 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.
heโ€™ll 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 shopโ€”not just for the exquisite pieces, but because youโ€™re 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 knowโ€”and little does the media suspectโ€”that 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.
โ€œhmmm, i was actually looking for this piece in particular,โ€ 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.
โ€œwould you get the fitting room ready for me, mrs. geto?โ€ 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 signalโ€”he 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.
โ€œi missed you, pretty,โ€ 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.
โ€œm-missed you too, sugu,โ€ 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.
โ€œโ€˜m not talkinโ€™ to you,โ€ he scolds as you whine, wiggling your hips back to feel more, a chuckle rumbling from him. โ€œsince you wanna ignore my texts... she would never ignore me.โ€ 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.
โ€œfuckkkโ€”pussy so good,โ€ 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.
โ€œmmm, sheโ€™s very talkative today,โ€ 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.
โ€œy-you came here to just speak to my pussy more than m-me,โ€ 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.
โ€œawh baby. are you upset? wanna show me how mad you are?โ€ he teases with a fake pout, watching as your frustration builds. โ€œpoor thing, all worked up and nowhere to go.โ€
he leans in closer, his breath hot against your ear. โ€œmaybe if you hadnโ€™t ignored my texts, iโ€™d be a little nicer,โ€ he taunts, giving your clit a sharp pinch that makes you gasp. โ€œbut now? i think iโ€™ll take my time.โ€
his words send a shiver down your spine as he resumes his relentless pace, each thrust deliberate and punishing. โ€œcome on, show me how mad you are,โ€ 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 thatโ€™s music to his earsโ€”he even thinks he might have to incorporate it into his next song.
โ€œhowโ€™re you feeling, pretty boy?โ€ 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.
โ€œhahhh, d-donโ€™t think i wonโ€™t get back at you,โ€ 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.ย 
โ€œmr. geto, we found a few pieces that you might like!โ€ย 
you stop in your tracks, eyes widening in panic as you hear your managerโ€™s 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.
โ€œhmm? please tell me more about it, im dying to know more,โ€ 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 youโ€™re 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 heโ€™s punishing you, yet the thrill of being caught only heightens your arousal. but fuckk, the way you look at himโ€”eyes wide with fear and desireโ€”makes him want to abandon all caution. he wants everyone to see how much you belong to him.
โ€œyou like that, baby? you like getting fucked in front of your manager?โ€ 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.ย 
your managers voice suddenly drops as she realize something is off, her excitement turns to horror as she begin to piece together whatโ€™s happening just behind the door.
โ€œyeaa, I bet you do, doll,โ€ geto taunts, his eyes dark with lust.ย 
โ€œjust show her how much of a slut you are.โ€
CHOSO KAMO
โ€œwhat do you mean thereโ€™s no room?โ€ 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 guysโ€”choso and rikoโ€”were manspreading like it was their job, leaving your poor friends, mina and sajรฉ, squished together.
โ€œwellโ€ฆ we thought the car would fit all of us,โ€ chosoโ€™s friend, the driver, said as he glanced back, confirming that there was zero room possible. you pinched the bridge of your nose in frustration; youโ€™d already pitched in money for this road trip.
โ€œyou can sit on my lap if youโ€™re comfortable,โ€ choso chimed in, his voice smooth and inviting. your eyes nearly twinkle at his kindness, and everyone in the car exchanged side-eyesโ€”half surprised and half amused by the suggestion.ย 
your low heels clacked against the cement as you hurried over to chosoโ€™s 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 chestโ€”damn, that black compression shirt clung to him in all the right places.
heโ€™s 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 crazyโ€”your 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 slumberโ€”everyone except you, choso, the driver, and the person in the passenger seat. the car jolts suddenly, waking everyone up, but whatโ€™s even worse is that youโ€™re practically bouncing on chosoโ€™s lap!
โ€œehh, sorry! the roads are pretty bad here,โ€ the driver says as the car hits a series of small bumps that quickly escalate to larger ones. chosoโ€™s 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 youโ€”hell, 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.
โ€œf-fuckโ€ฆ need more,โ€ he whispers lowly, just for your ears. your heart stops at his words. did you hear him wrong? but the way heโ€™s holding you down makes it clear that you heard him just fine.
the tension in the air is thickโ€”almost suffocatingโ€”as desire hangs between you like a heavy fog. every jolt of the car pushes you closer to him, and you canโ€™t help but grind down slightly, feeling his hardness beneath you. itโ€™s 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. chosoโ€™s 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 driverโ€™s seat in front of you, and you swear youโ€™re about to rip through the fabric. itโ€™s embarrassing how turned on both you and choso areโ€”especially with all your friends in the car!
โ€œpull over here, letโ€™s get some drinks,โ€ 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.
โ€œyโ€™all coming in?โ€ riko asks as he opens his door, and you feel your heart race. you and choso exchange a quick glance, knowing exactly whatโ€™s at stake. โ€œno thanks, weโ€™ll just stay here,โ€ you manage to say, forcing a casual tone despite the heat pooling in your belly.
you donโ€™t 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 looksโ€”his rosy tip leaking with anticipation.
โ€œyouโ€™re so fuckinโ€™ hot,โ€ he breathes, his voice thick with desire. heโ€™s already intoxicated by you, and all youโ€™ve 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.
โ€œg-gosh, choso,โ€ 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.
โ€œiโ€™m sorry, prettyโ€” we donโ€™t have much time,โ€ 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.ย 
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. chosoโ€™s 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.
โ€œโ€˜s fuckinโ€™ big, cho,โ€ 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.ย 
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 heโ€™s 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 desireโ€”sweet and addictiveโ€”as 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.
โ€œyouโ€™re driving me insane,โ€ 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 heโ€™s trying to claim every part of you.ย 
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.
โ€œyeaaa you like that shit, huh? i bet you-โ€œ
his words are cut short when you hear the doors attempt to open. you glance at riko, whoโ€™s 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.
โ€œwhat the hell are yโ€™all doing?โ€ riko asks, glancing at your awkward position on chosoโ€™s lap, head hidden in his neck.
โ€œsheโ€™s sleeping,โ€ 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.
โ€œcut the shit, you two- we already know you arenโ€™t sleeping,โ€ nobara says, pointing at the dashcam thatโ€™s connected to one of their phones.
they heard everything,
fuck.
NANAMI KENTO
โ€œletโ€™s just fuck it out mama, we canโ€™t be separated.โ€ย ย 
โ€œyouโ€™re ridiculous,โ€ you scoff, sitting cross-legged in the divorce attorney's office once the door shut closed.
โ€œwe need a moment to speak alone,โ€ 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.
โ€œridiculous? this isnโ€™t even the worst place weโ€™ve fucked,โ€ he taunts, rising from his chair and leaning against the desk, his hazel eyes scanning your figureโ€”something he could never get enough of.
โ€œsign the papers,โ€ you say through gritted teeth, but he smirks, clearly not listening as he admires how beautiful you look in the skin tight dress.
โ€œsign- fuckkk,โ€ you cry out as youโ€™re 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 youโ€™ve 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 heโ€™s 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. โ€œcโ€™mon wifey, what about our future kids? you reallyyy want me to sign it?โ€ 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.
โ€œs-sign it,โ€ 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.
โ€œwhatโ€™s our lawyer going to think, huh? I spent a lotta money for his services,โ€ he rasps, his thrusts growing deeper and more meaningful, as if to prove that you cannot leave him.
โ€œk-kennn, fuckk,โ€ you moan as he tugs harder on your hair, your body trembling as tears spill down your cheeks. he doesnโ€™t 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.
โ€œi know, sweetheartโ€”I know. just let it allll go,โ€ he sings, encouraging you as he coaxed you toward your intense orgasm. soft โ€œoohsโ€ and โ€œahhsโ€ escape your glossy lips as warmth pools in your belly, your slick walls tightening around him, practically suffocating his throbbing cock.
โ€œhgnnโ€”gonna milk me dry, baby,โ€ 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; itโ€™s so messy that your mixed juices cling between your thighs, sticky and gooey.
your mind is so dizzy that you donโ€™t 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 โ€˜K.N.โ€™ 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.
โ€œmmm, you sure came a lot for someone who wants a divorce,โ€ 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 heโ€™s 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 heโ€™s 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.
โ€œu-uhm, mr. and mrs. nanami, the p-police are outsideโ€ฆโ€
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jjk4isen ยท 2 months ago
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super annoying gojo satoru when a girl comes up to you and asks you if he's your brother even after clearly seeing him grabbing your ass and saying super cheesy lines to you to make you only roll your eyes at him.
and you're stuck dumbfounded because it's not rocket science to figure out that you two are a thing just by looking at the both of you because the clingy bastard is quite literally stuck to you everywhere you go, whining and pleading for yet another kiss after stealing several from you.
and it's the same clinginess that prompts him to answer in your stead "yes actually. we're siblings" he beams a smile at you and you scowl, why the hell is he feeding onto this random girl's delusions like that? can't he take the hint?
you're not done scrutinising him when he grabs your chin with his big ass hands and smashes his lips onto yours, tugging and devouring your mouth into an extra sloppy kiss for the girl to take a hint.
he pulls away, a smirk on his lips as he licks his lips where yours had been a second ago. "is that obvious enough?" he chuckles, eyes never leaving yours as you see the girl storm off in the corner of your eye.
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daemontargaryenwhore ยท 11 months ago
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This is so Satoru coded
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fairy-angel222 ยท 10 months ago
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๐†๐จ๐ฃ๐จ ๐’๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ฌ ๐™šห™โ‹†.หš แกฃ๐ญฉ
Heโ€™s so cocky at first, smirking when you bottom down on his length. โ€œThink you can handle it baby? Take your time if you need to kay? I know it might be too much fโ€™ you.โ€ He chuckles.
You raise a brow in amusement. โ€œOh i can handle it baby, can you?โ€ Was what youโ€™d first said. And that question hadnโ€™t changed since.
His lips parted in breathy groans and heavy breathing as his hands find your waist. Lips red and swollen from biting them as his eyes looked up at you almost pleadingly. โ€œF-fuck baby.. youโ€™reโ€” shit, going so f-fast. Wanna slow d-down hmm?โ€
You smile widely, back arching as you lean down to kiss his jaw softly. Giving a false hum in thought. โ€œMmm.. you can take it.โ€ He lets out the most cry like moan, head falling back into his pillow as his hips jerk upwards. Body trembling lightly when his eyes met yours.
โ€œShitโ€” please baby. You d-donโ€™t know how fucking- haah.. how fucking tight sheโ€™s grippinโ€™ me right now.โ€ He was referring to the way your snug walls stroked up and down his length with every harsh bounce of your hips. โ€œIโ€™m gonnaโ€” o-oh fuck, gonna cum again.โ€
You couldnโ€™t help but giggle at the crack in his voice. Your head tilted to the side as you coo teasingly. โ€œYeah? Gonna be a good boy n cum fโ€™ me baby?โ€
He chuckles shakily, chest rising and falling at a rapid pace as his cock twitches inside you. โ€œGod i fucking love youโ€” ahh, even when youโ€™re milking my cock like you hate m-me.โ€ His senses were heightened, ears picking up the every squelch on your sopping pussy and his cock feeling every ridge of your gummy walls.
He lost it when you began rolling your hips sensually. Your thighs sticking to his at the mere amount of slick that joined you two. Your wetness and his cum seeping between your folds and down his girth, turning your skilled movements sloppy as you rut your hips.
You brought a hand to his face, using your nail to brush his hair off of his sweaty forehead. โ€œCโ€™ mon.. let it all out.โ€ You smiled sweetly, eyes holding a dark glint when his eyes turn teary. Small beads of water pooling at his lids before heโ€™s crying out your name.
Overly sensitive cock aching as he spills yet another load into you. Pumping the thick white substance till youโ€™re pumped full. The rest of the substance spurting back onto him at the lack of space.
You let out a moan, โ€œWow baby- thereโ€™s so much. Might.. might just be your biggest load yet.โ€ You were getting tired, but youโ€™d never let him know that. You swear you hear him whimper when you capture his lips with yours slowly beginning to rock your hips again.
โ€œShitโ€” donโ€™t think- d-donโ€™t think i can give you any more baby. Feels like my cockโ€™s gonna f-fall off.โ€ He panted, trying to keep himself together when he felt you jerking him off with your smug walls again. A small tremble raking through his body each time your ass landed back down.
His hand left your waist to cover his reddening face. Unable to hide the cherry shade of his ears and neck as he whimpered yet again. Choking out a string of moans with tears staining his cheeks when you shush him gently, โ€œโ€˜S only one more baby, give me one more.โ€
You were the only one with the ability to truly break Satoru if you tried.
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โ˜† bestfriend!satoru likes seeing you in his clothes a little too much.
it starts with lending you a jacket when you're out late and it gets cold. he laughs at you first, makes fun of the way you shiver, but then his eyes drift and he realises he can see your hardened nipples through your shirt and suddenly he's layering you up in his jacket just to keep his mind from short-circuiting.
but the sight of you in his jacket is no help either, not when you drown in it because he's so damn tall and he's reminded of the difference in size between the two of you and for the first (more like third) time he's wondering what you'd look like beneath him in a mean mating press. how you'd feel shaking under his body weight: like how you're shaking now, but pleasure wracking your body rather than the cold wind.
he tells himself it's fine to have these thoughts. you're his best friend, you spent every waking hour together: it's only natural that his thoughts would eventually drift southwards. he'll snap out of it, he just needs to jerk off and clear his mind.
so he walks you home, and lets you keep the jacket.
but that night, he's in the shower with hot water scalding his skin, eyes squeezed shut as he strokes his cock at an inhuman pace. fucks his fist with anything but you in mindโ€”he thinks about all his past trysts, about whatever porn he's seen lately, about his fucking cursed technique.
and he thinks he has it, he's pumping his cock with crazed strokes in an attempt to cum and clear his mind, but just as that pleasure starts to break into white hot lust, all he sees is you. in nothing but his jacket, wrecked on his cock and begging him for more.
and when he cums, he sees your eyes pleading up at him from where youโ€™d rest on your knees, ready to take his load into your mouth because you crave the taste. He swears he can feel your fingers splayed over his thighsโ€ฆ your tongue tracing the pronounced vein that runs up the underside of his cockโ€ฆ your heated presence in the shower alongside him.
satoru says your name as he cums, and realises heโ€™s wholly fucked and not coming back from this.
so, naturally, gojo plays into it.
the next time you see him is at his place, you come around to spend time with him and talk about the mundane that always seems exciting when spoken in the lilt of your voice. he offers you a drink, pours you a glass of red and promptly spills it over your pretty topโ€”purely accidental, of course.
and he only takes a moment to admire the way the soaked fabric clings to your skin before heโ€™s bolting into action and offering you a shirt of his own.
โ€œitโ€™s like youโ€™re trying to steal my wardrobe, huh? first my jacketโ€ฆ now my shirtโ€ฆ got something to admit to, hm? you like wearing my clothes?โ€
itโ€™s playful banter, you think, and roll your eyes with a huff as he hands you a shirt thatโ€™s oversized even on him. he wants to see you drown in the fabric, covered in him through clothing until he can cover you in another aspect of himself.
you make him look away while you change, though you know itโ€™s an effort wasted because heโ€™s all-seeing or whatever. and when satoru finally gets a look at you in his shirt he knows itโ€™s game over. itโ€™s like heโ€™s left a mark on you, staked him claim not through bite marks or hickies as he usually would, but through the fabric that adorns your skin. his clothes smell like him, look like him, and are being worn by you.
heโ€™s beyond hard, his cock is tenting his pants and heโ€™s almost offended you havenโ€™t yet noticed, because thereโ€™s no hiding a boner when youโ€™re his size. youโ€™re sweet enough not to look, even steal a glance out of curiosityโ€”but he isnโ€™t; his eyes are roaming your skin in such a heated way you feel feverish. itโ€™s how he notices the wine that has spilt on your skirt as well.
he could tell youโ€”offer you a pair of his sweats and cum in his own pants as the way theyโ€™d hang off your hipsโ€”but he doesnโ€™t. instead, your best friend satoru gojo, the man you know like scripture, drops to his knees and takes the hem of your skirt between his fingers.
โ€œwhat are you doing?โ€ you think heโ€™s cruel for a joke like this, when he looks so good on his knees, his tongue darting out to moisten his lips as if heโ€™s aching for a taste of you. you squeeze your thighs together, groan at the thought of gojos relentless teasing if he realises youโ€™re soaking wet right now. โ€œthis isnโ€™t funny.โ€
โ€œiโ€™m not laughing,โ€ he says, tone flat. โ€œyour skirt is stained.โ€
โ€œoh,โ€ it is, you can see the wine seeping into the fabric.
gojo laughs, his grin sinful. โ€œwhat? you get all flustered when iโ€™m on my knees? how lewd.โ€
โ€œshut up,โ€ you try and step backwards, put some space between him and your pulsing heat, but his hands come to grip your thighs, fingers cool as they brush under your skirt and press into your skin. โ€œyouโ€™re an asshole, toru.โ€
โ€œi know,โ€ his fingers creep higher. โ€œiโ€™m sorry.โ€
โ€œno youโ€™re not.โ€
โ€œi know,โ€ he parrots. โ€œbut you will be.โ€
โ€œwhโ€”โ€œ
in one practiced movement, satoru rips your skirt down and exposes you to him. he has to bunch up the shirt of his you wear with one hand and keep you from running with the other, but heโ€™s met with a beautiful sight as a reward for all his pining.
โ€œfor coming to my house with no fucking panties on and acting like you donโ€™t want me to fuck you like weโ€™re more than friends.โ€
you learnt quickly upon befriending satoru gojo that he always seems to get what he wants. this is no exception, because after he spends so long fucking you with his tongue that his knees go numb against the cold tile, heโ€™s got you laid down on his couch, his t shirt bunched up over your waist just enough for him to watch his cock sink into you over and over and over again.
he loves the sight of you grabbing at the fabric to keep it out of the wayโ€” how you whine for him to just let you take it off, all for him to press his lips to yours and conjoin you so you couldnโ€™t undress even if you tried.
how with each thrust of his ravaging cock into you, heโ€™s whining like heโ€™s not the one in control. babbling filth as if heโ€™s not got you pinned and taking every last inch of himโ€”heโ€™s pussy drunk and overbearing in his excitement and slurring his words as he speaks against your open mouth.
โ€œnever allowed to wear your own clothes again,โ€ he steals your breath with each gasp he gives between thrusts. โ€œonly mine. iโ€™ll burn yours, fuck, i hate your clothes.โ€
โ€œyouโ€ฆโ€ gojos fast rutting stalls your sentence. โ€œโ€ฆyou brought me that skirt.โ€
โ€œyeah? well where is it now?โ€
you recall the lecture you tried to give him when he threw your wine-stained skirt into his trash bin. youโ€™d protest his dictation of what you wear if you had the mind to do soโ€”but his cock is hitting your g spot in tandem with the ministries of his fingers over your clitโ€ฆ youโ€™re half-near brain dead with the way he splits you open and unravels you like the threading of his clothes heโ€™s fucking you in.
you canโ€™t count your orgasms, only feel them shoot static up your spine with each one gojo manages to pull from you. and when he cums, spills over your parted thighs to dress you further in the essence of him, you swear you hear him babble something about putting a ring on your finger some day, to dress you in something of his permanently.
but friends donโ€™t talk like that.
they donโ€™t fuck like this either, though.
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metranart ยท 3 months ago
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Imagine Gojo setting a condition to his Clan for him to give them an heir. "It's HER or no one." The elders aren't happy that he chose a non-sorcerer, but they reluctantly agree... that is, if Gojo manages to convince you.
โ€œCome here-...Iโ€™m far from done, kitten.โ€
God, Gojo still makes you nervous, with his mouth buried between your legs for longer than you can even imagine. Why are you still so nervous? Is it the proximity? Is it the way he leans in to make eye contact while he licks you? Is it those blue piercing eyes? Or that immensely amused smirk that twists his lips just enough so he can keep eating you out?
"Mmmmm... stop moving so much, (Y/N). We are making a mess of my desk..." he purrs, all too pleased to watch your eyes roll to the back of your skull. "Thatโ€™s my good girl..." the man between your legs, praises, "my future bride to be...-"
"T-...that's still u-...under discussion, S-Satoru." Your quivering protests are sweet chords of music for him, "I already t-.... told you that I d-don't want to be part of the jujutsu world.... nor b-belong to a-.... any clan."
"Not any clan, pretty. MY clan."ย 
You hear him slurp greedily at your folds and feel a warm trick of saliva run down your ass, and when your mouth is about to throw another protest-... Satoru Gojo makes a vacuum on your quivering clit with that annoying mouth of his. Your thighs tense and the muscles of your stomach follow, a quake that rakes your entire form, making you a pathetic mock of a human.
Both your hands fly to cover your mouth and Satoru chuckles deep, amused rumble that cracks the rest of your self-control. Your cheeks grow in the most adorable shade of pink, and your breathing hastens.
"Soย CUTE~"
Satoru whimpers, dumb founded, his broad chest puffing with so much fervor, so much blinding endearment that he feels like about to explode. He can see the doubt in your beautifully contorted features, and he dips his tongue inside you, fucking you with that fat tongue to try to make you agree to his terms, to be HIS.
Dammit! You feelโ€ฆ amaaaaaazing.ย Why? Itโ€™s like a flip inside you only he can switch at willโ€”... even so, heโ€™s dangerous, you remember. Heโ€™s a special grade sorcerer, you remember. Heโ€™s a mystery, heโ€™s unpredictableโ€”heโ€™s invincible, unreadable, impenetrable and lethal with a playful smile, and you really know absolutely nothing about him.ย 
Yet, he insists that you belong together. He insists on putting his child inside you, he insists that he will take care of you and his life will be yours. He insists that you belong in his world and if you're not there, he won't be there either. He insists on fucking you stupid every chance he gets, bending you over surfaces, of course! Always putting his coat or his shirt or any piece of his clothing, just so your skin never comes into contact with any unworthy surface. He insists,ย he insists and insists and insists...
โ€œFuckโ€”โ€ he growls, grabbing your hips, โ€œโ€”why are you... h-how do you manage to always have me wrapped around your little fingerโ€”?โ€ย 
โ€œI want you, Satoru-u... but I can't-โ€ย 
He stops you with a soft but firm, squeeze to your waist.ย 
โ€œNot like this,โ€ he pants, tipping his head to slowly lick a strip down your sweet cunt, a farewell caress, the whisper of a kiss to his last effort before lunch time is over and he can try again, later. โ€œLet me pretend just for a little longer that you said yesโ€”"
Your gaze drops to his trembling thighs and the warmth that settles in the pit of your tummy is intensified by the clear drop of precum shining at the tip of his gloriously thick and long cock, now achingly swollen and a mouthwatering shade darker in color than the rest of him.ย ย 
โ€œI'm yours, Satoru-โ€ you offer in a quiet whisper and can feel him shake his head. โ€œYouย aren't.... but Iโ€™ll make you change your mind. You, just watch me, kitten."
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frenchcoucou ยท 3 months ago
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Wait- ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ
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"cmon baby one more..." he coos into your ear, nails still digging into the fleshy fat of your ass as he guides your hips up and down on his girthy cock. he was determined to get one more orgasm from you. he had to.
it felt like forever. you had been bouncing up and down on his shaft for what felt like ages. you couldn't even recall when it all had started. one orgasm to another, he simply couldn't get enough. he was addicted.
you felt that same knot in your stomach tighten again, this time it was much tighter and intense. the grip you had on his shoulders tightened, your nails engraving small crescents.
your boyfriend had noticed this, he swiftly grabs onto your waist, lifting you up and slamming himself into you at an cervix bruising pace. it was so quick you could barely could even process your own high approaching by second. then you felt it.
back arched, eyes rolled all the way back, jaw dropped, legs trembling. it was intense and heavenly. you've never felt anything so good in your life. it was so good that you didn't even notice the fluid you had squirted everywhere.
as you came back down from your high you realized your boyfriends thrusts had came to an abrupt end. "w-whyd you stop?" you ask, somewhat disappointed. but your boyfriend was looking into your eyes, a cheeky smirk plastered all over his face. "dirty girl- you squirted on me..." he panted out, slowly beginning to buck his hips into your cunt again.
you notice the tacky thin layer of liquid painted between your thighs and his lap. you let out a breathy sigh before your boyfriend whispers into your ear.
"y'think you could do that again for me pretty?"
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gojo, geto, nanami, kirishima, hawks, denki, eren, jean + any of ur favs !!
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Imagine being mad at Satoru, and you both are sitting in the back of the car as Ichiji drives. The atmosphere was tense, and Satoru kept trying to hold your hand the whole time.
"Stop it, Satoru."
He had your hand in his by this point. Your fingers getting intertwined in the process after he wrestles with your fist for a moment to get your fingers to open. It was obvious he wasn't letting you go with the amount of grip he had the moment he got your hand where he wanted, so you did the next best thing. You jutted your fingers out.
He glared at you then before grabbing your fingers with his free hand and pushing them back down so your fingers were interlocking with his own again. Then, in the side of the door, he pulled out some tape.
"Satoru-"
He ignored you as he placed the end of the tape on the back of his hand that was still holding onto yours, and before you could jerk away he started to rapidly cover your intertwined hands in tape.
"There," he said, "we may be fighting, but you're not letting go of my hand."
"You're so infuriating sometimes! What if I have to pee?!"
"We're peeing together then."
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tojbnuy ยท 24 days ago
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by popular demand and since i hit 1k! hereโ€™s a part 2 ๐Ÿ’ž find part one here! art by @ _3aem on twt!!
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bestfriend!satoru who always takes you on late night drives if youโ€™re feeling upset. heโ€™ll buy you something sweet and when he drops you back home heโ€™ll always leave you with a little kiss. he doesnโ€™t want his favourite girl being sad.
bestfriend!satoru who absolutely adores the way you smell. everytime heโ€™s near you in class he places his hands out for some of your hand cream and he sits there sniffing his hands afterwards.
bestfriend!satoru who will always suggest a horror movie when itโ€™s movie night with your friends. he knows itโ€™s only a matter of time before youโ€™re freaking out and youโ€™ll climb into his lap. โ€˜sshhh youโ€™re okay baby iโ€™ve got youโ€™ and while youโ€™re distracted his hands will find their way under your top and start stroking your back and tummy.
bestfriend!satoru who insists on massaging your back when you come round. โ€˜take your top off baby itโ€™s just meโ€™. heโ€™s working on getting you to take off the bra too, all in good time.
bestfriend!satoru who is so used to you wearing long sleeved and baggy hoodies that the random times you wear something that clings to your figure he all but passes out. suddenly his hands are all over you and to everyone else in the room you probably look like a couple. (just how he intended)
bestfriend!satoru who insists kissing your best friend on the lips is normal. itโ€™s cute. โ€˜come on baby another one. iโ€™m your best friendโ€™. is using tongue normal? he doesnโ€™t care.
bestfriend!satoru who wears compression shirts around you all the time because he overheard you talking about how much you like guys with big biceps. he doesnโ€™t want to sound big headed but heโ€™s caught you staring a few times now.
bestfriend!satoru who goes through your underwear drawer when youโ€™re not present. he wanted to know your cup size but the pink and the lace got him distracted.
bestfriend!satoru who really is such a perv when it comes to you. he canโ€™t help it youโ€™re like a drug. sometimes he knocks his pen off the table because he knows your sweet self will quicky bend over to retrieve it for him. heโ€™s left with the adorable sight of your panty clad ass, white ones today just how he likes. โ€˜thank you baby.โ€™ โ€˜youโ€™re welcome toru.โ€™ god youโ€™re just so cute.
bestfriend!satoru who helps you dye your hair. he doesnโ€™t care that heโ€™s leaving with splotches of black on his arms and hands. itโ€™s worth it when you give him those big hugs with your arms wrapped around his neck.
bestfriend!satoru who is in love with your handwriting. โ€˜course a pretty girl has pretty handwritingโ€™ itโ€™s all cursive and slanted, he even makes jokes about you writing something for him to get tatted.
bestfriend!satoru who knows you love to cuddle. he was never much of a cuddler himself but he would have to be sick to pass up on the chance to hold you. โ€˜no of course i dont mind pretty.โ€™ your head lays on his chest and one of your thighs covers his stomach. he could die like this and he would die happy. (preferably he would die in between your thighs but)
bestfriend!satoru who gets upset when youโ€™re laughing a bit too loud when talking to suguru. he knew for a fact suguru was not that fucking funny.
bestfriend!satoru who absolutely abuses pet names when it comes to you. His baby His pretty girl His dolly
bestfriend!satoru whoโ€™s always patting your bum. for what reason who knows.
part 3 !! part 4 !!
taglist : @haruhatake @moncher-ire @startwithrecords @ranatherealestsigma @chjinua @whozeurdaddy @sukuxna0 @purp1eha1o
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xazse ยท 4 months ago
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Satoru who hates, absolutely despises you: Suguruโ€™s girlfriend.
He hates you so much, he hates how you sound when youโ€™re on the phone with Suguru late at night, giggling and sharing secrets and if he listens close enough the secrets are gross.
He hates how youโ€™re so damn nice to him even if heโ€™s brushing you off clearly not wanting to talk to you, Suguru has scolded him many times telling him that heโ€™s acting like a child.
He hates how everytime he asks Suguru to hang out youโ€™re almost always there sitting in his lap whispering sweet nothings, heโ€™s gagging everytime you look away with Suguru looking at him.
He also most definitely hates when Suguru sends him shots of your soaked panties just from Suguru teasing you. He hates how you said itโ€™s okay because you feel bad for Satoru, mind you he gets plenty of pussy! He doesnโ€™t need photos of your sopping cunt on his phone.
His hand definitely doesnโ€™t slip into his pants when he gets an attachment from Suguru, and he isnโ€™t fondling his sensitive cock.
Heโ€™s lying to himself, he fucking lovesss you, he loves how pretty your ass looks when youโ€™re taking Suguruโ€™s cock from the back, he loves when you whine for more.
He really canโ€™t help but jerk off his cock so roughly in tune with the video, he makes a mess when he keeps rewinding to a certain point to stretch out his orgasm.
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valleydoli ยท 8 months ago
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สšษž Gojo Satoru Fic Recommendations สšษž
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Jโ€™adore (O)
Scars donโ€™t fade (C)
August (C)
Sincerely Not (C)
Sincerely Yours (O)
Everyoneโ€™s Doll (C)
Missed Connection (C)
Confessions (O)
Confidential (O)
Violet Lights (C)
Starboy (C)
The Twist of a Knife (O)
A Dangerous Game (C)
Fateโ€™s Gamble (O)
All I Need (C)
Baby Steps (C)
Finite (C)
Sensual Epiphany (C)
Two Lines (C)
Changes (O)
Infidelity (C)
The Fuck List (C)
In Other Words, I Love You (Dead Dove: Do Not Eat) (C)
Permanent Mark (C)
Sundered (C)
Infidelity (C)
Kick Off (O)
The Unfaithful (C)
I Still Want You (O)
Concern and Control (C)
Symptoms and Causes (O)
One Moment Was All It Took (Dead Dove: Do Not Eat) (O)
Fuck The List (O)
My Love Note (O)
As You Like It (C)
People Would Assume (C) (Dead Dove: Do Not Eat)
Break Free (O)
Limerence (O)
In Memory of You (TBD)
Motherhood and Matrimony (O)
A Fairytale Wedding (O)
Untameable Waves (please come back)
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daemontargaryenwhore ยท 6 months ago
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I had enough
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ushijimaschubbs ยท 7 months ago
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needy gojo who's so overstimulated by your pussy that he's hugging you tightly as he humps you from behind, one hand on your tits and the other on your clit. he needs you to feel exactly the way he's feeling right now, high on pleasure near to climax and he cums when you clench your pussy around his throbbing cock and hides his moans in the crook of your neck. he looks more fucked out than you.
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