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what music do they play when you two get to it?

Starring: Choso Kamo, Kento Nanami, Kiyotaka Ijichi, Satoru Gojo, Shiu Kong, Suguru Geto, Sukuna Ryomen, Takuma Ino, Toji Fushiguro

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Choso Kamo: Clueless <3

“Music? You’d like me to play music while we have sex?” His bluntness never ceases to embarrass you.

“Well not if you don’t want to, it was just a suggestion. It might make things less awkward for you, you know?”

Flash forward to that night, he’s got you sitting on his lap, he leans over to push play on his phone, & you burst out laughing.

“Is something wrong? Do you not like this song?”

“…Cho, it’s Shake It Off by Taylor Swift.” He nods, so eager.

“I know, isn’t it such a good song?” & you just can’t say anything, not when he looks so excited, hopeful that you’re pleased with him for his song choice. So you spend the night orgasming to Choso’s Spotify Pump You Up playlist.

Needless to say, you picked the music from then on.

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Kento Nanami: Unbothered <3

If music is something you wanted, or that made you more comfortable, of course he’d play it, but Nanami isn’t a big music listener. & ultimately, anything that takes away even an ounce of his attention from fucking you senseless isn’t ideal for him.

But if you requested, or he thought to try it, he’d probably find some lofi playlist on YouTube, turn it on, & completely forget about it. Something relaxing, so that after he’s content with how ruined you are, he can tickle your back & play with your hair until you fall asleep.

But sometimes an ad comes on because no way is Nanami paying for YouTube premium, even if he is loaded as hell, which frustrates him so thoroughly that he just shuts the laptop altogether & tosses it on the floor.

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Kiyotaka Ijichi: Too Concerned <3

He’s so genuinely concerned about it the entire time. He’s done far too much research about this; he looked on multiple different music streaming services for the best playlists to listen to when having sex. After mulling through the hundreds of lists that include songs by Megan Thee Stallion & XXX by Kim Petras, he finds something he thinks is…suitable. At least, it’s not too on the nose.

But he’s barely gotten your shirt off before a Ke$ha song comes on, & Kiyotaka turns beet red.

“I-I’m sorry, if you don’t like this song, I can ch-change it,” & he’s so flustered, so embarrassed.

“Kiyo, we don’t have to play music, sweetie,” you coo, & he knows you’re teasing him, just a little bit, but he’s so grateful anyway.

“Oh, thank God.”

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Satoru Gojo: Shithead <3

Gojo thinks he’s just soooo funny.

He’s three fingers deep, his spit dripping down your chin as he kisses you, humping your leg, when you push back against his shoulder & roll your eyes. “Satoru, really? Sexyback? Justin Timberlake?”

His grin is shit-eating. “What, Princess? This song doesn’t get you going? Your pretty girl’s telling me otherwise with how she’s clenching around my fingers.”

“Fuck off.”

“No, no, if this isn’t doin’ for you, I’ll change it.” You bite back a moan & smack a pillow across his face when All Through the Night by Boyz II Men turns on.

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Shiu Kong: Normal, For Once <3

Actually probably has pretty good music taste. He hates the term “indie,” but he’s also not into super mainstream stuff. & sure, maybe he wants to show off his music to you. . .just don’t say that.

He likes things with a heavy bass & not many lyrics, he doesn’t want anything distracting him from how good you feel. He controls the playlist, though, he never lets you pick the music.

“Because last time you chose the music, I fucked you to the beat of the Tarzan soundtrack by Phil Collins.” He’s scrolling through Apple Music, queuing up some of his favorites.

“But—“

“Don’t even start with me, doll. I don’t care how much you like those songs, it was fucking gross, listening to a Disney movie soundtrack with my dick in you.”

“Well, you didn’t have to make it weird, Shiu.” You folded your arms, pouting.

“It was weird to begin with!”

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Suguru Geto: Back in Black <3

“You’re really aging yourself here, Sugu,” you tease. You didn’t even recognize half the songs he played with how old they were. Because, quote, “music was just better back then.” Yeah, back before he was even alive. But try tellin’ that to Van Halen over here. 

“This is a great song, babe. Sorry that you don’t have good taste.”

“Coming from the man with the taste of a 50 year old divorced man.” It was cute, how he could have you moaning around his dick & then arguing about music within the same couple of minutes. Had he even finished? You couldn’t remember, & you were busy now. 

“Hey! Divorced dad rock is a great genre of music.”

“Not when I’m sucking you off, loser.” 

“Well, when I’m giving you head, you can pick the song, how about that? But when you’re sucking my dick, I control the speaker.” At this point, it's simply an immaturity contest.

“No, Sugu, I cannot deepthroat your cock to AC/DC ever again. Or any song with an electric guitar solo.”

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Sukuna Ryomen: Disturbing <3

“‘Kuna, what the fuck is this?” you mutter, leaning to squint at the screen of your laptop. “Sounds of war & explosion, 10 hour asmr version?”

“You asked me to play something, woman, & now you’re complaining?” He drags you by your chin back to his lips.

“I meant something like music. . .but sure, make me seem like the weird one in this situation.” You shrug, & he hates this sarcasm you’re so fond of.

“Weird? What is weird about this?” & you almost feel bad because he looks a little upset that you don’t like his creepy asmr.

“I genuinely cannot tell if you’re being serious. I’m not a kink shamer, ‘Kuna, but this is fuckin’ weird.”

“Shut up, woman, you will cease to care once I put my cock in you.”

You shrug. “Fair enough.”

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Takuma Ino: Tearjerker <3

He’s eating you out from behind, a personal favorite of his, when you’re turning your head at an uncomfortable angle as the first notes of a new song play.

“If you, if you could return. . .”

“T-Takuma,” you attempt to speak. “Why are playing Linger?”

It takes him a moment to come out of it, too entranced by your cunt. “Wh-what? I thought you loved this song,” & he looks so sincerely confused why you’d be bothered. Frankly, he’d tuned the music out completely. How could he think about anything else but this?

“Yeah, when we’re in the car or something, not when you’re eating me out. This song is so sad! It’s a breakup song.” He simply does not get it.

“Well, I like it.”

“You’re not even listening to it!”

“Are you? Fuck, that means I’m doing a bad job then.” Soon, you’re tuning out the music too.

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Toji Fushiguro: Fuckboy <3

Puts on some shit by Chase Atlantic because he thinks that's what girls like & promptly forgets it’s even playing. He does not care, just wants to bone, no other thoughts, head empty. A couple minutes in, you turn off his godawful tik tok playlist & he doesn’t even notice. Once he’s pulling out & shucking the condom somewhere, he looks blankly around for a second, then back at you.

“Hey, did you turn the music off?”

“Yeah, Toji, Nasty Dog by Sir-Mix-A-Lot wasn’t exactly getting me off,” you scoff, sneering at the name.

“Hey, I got that from you, brat. It’s from that stupid Hugh Jackman edit you keep watching. . .I’m hotter than him by the way.”

“You’re both old enough to be my dad, but sure, Toj’, you’re hotter.”

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