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BABE WALE UP KAMIVERSEE POSTED AND ITS CHOSO!!!! AND ITS GOJO!!!!! AND ITS THE F*CK LIST AND ITS SO YUMMY RAGHSBSHXBJSBXJWBSJ
But seriously???? Iâm losing my mindddd I love how you write such realistic dialogue and reactions!!! It like itches a deep carnal part in my brainnnnn
(Iâve been thinking about âïž anons theories too and LEMMIE TELL YOU THE PUZZLE PIECES ARE CLICKINGGGGGG OMGGG I love everything about the f*cal list series mwah mwah smooches TYSMMMM ANDBSJ)
Sharing Is Caring êš (part 1/3)
[ { Synopsis } ] †Sure, your boyfriend Choso gets jealous from time to time but that doesnât mean you have the right to put him on sex-ban. Hence why heâll show you he actually has no issues with sharing you (with a certain person).
[ { Need to know } ] â€This is a What-If scenario that stems from my fic; The F*ck Listâ A tale in which Gojo Satoru blackmails you into seducing a list of people to clear his debt.
[ { Content & Warning } ] †f!reader, lots of teasing and taunting, language, heavy sexual tension, buildup to a threesome, & two guys who are completely infatuated with you ^.^
[ { Parings } ] †Choso x f!reader & Gojo x f!reader.
[ { Word Count } ] †6.7k
âOh my god Choso, shut up,â You whined, brows tense and eyes narrowed at your boyfriend who youâve been arguing with for the past twenty minutes.
Choso scoffs, âExcuse me?â He tests, trying to see if he really heard what you just said to him, âWanna repeat that fâme?â
With an annoyed roll of your eyes, âI said shut up. You just got home and youâre already starting up with this shit again. Choso, Iâm not taking you off of sex-ban.â
Dating Choso is⊠an experience, to say the least. Sure, heâs a wonderful boyfriend and overall the perfect man for you but, that doesnât mean you two donât have your arguments or periods of being upset with one another.
Again, heâs amazing and all but there are times like now where you and him really get into it. Heâs stressed out and youâre frustratedâ both of which donât make the best combination.
Youâre standing by his living room couch watching him tug off his jacket. Chosoâs face is ticked off but he wonât stop looking at you. As for you, your eyes are everywhere else except for his.
âBaby, itâs been three weeks. Three,â He emphasizes, âI can go without sex perfectly fine but you barely even touch me now.â
âWell this is what you get for being an overly jealous boyfriend,â You say with a scoff.
Choso cocks his head to the side and his eyes narrow, âWhat was I supposed to do that day, huh? Just sit there and watch some guy openly flirt with you like Iâm not standing right next to you?â
âYouâre being dramatic,â You tell him bluntly, arms crossing over one another, âI told you numerous times before, that if you kept up the jealous act Iâd put you on sex-ban, and now; here we are and youâre complaining about it.â
âItâs not the sex-ban, baby. Did you even hear what I just said?â Choso asks. He then takes a single step closer to where you are, âYou donât touch me, hug me, or even kiss me as much anymore and itâs been three weeks.â
A nonchalant little shrug is given to him, âMaybe if you didnât scold your girlfriend for someone elseâs actions, we wouldnât be having this conversation right now-â
âI already apologized for that so I donât understand why Iâm not receiving any sort of affection from you,â Choso cuts off. As he nears you, his hand goes down to his belt and he starts to unbuckle it, clearly unwinding after his long day of work.
Your eyes just barely glance over to him and down at his hands fumbling with his belt. Then, you scan your boyfriend up and down and mentally curse yourself for being upset with him right now because fuck is he too attractive for his own good.
You swallow thickly and lift your gaze to his face, only to meet his eyes already on yours. For a moment, you maintain eye contact but then, you glance off to the side again, âBecause all sorts of affection always lead to something more and I banned you from sex for a reason,â You explain with a sigh.
âYeah well, how long do I have to go through this hell, huh?â He asks, tone stern and aggravated with you.
âHell?â You scoff, âChoso you know there are other things to our relationship outside of sex-â
âClearly youâre not hearinâ me,â He cuts off yet again, shaking his head at you as he tugs his belt off and walks even closer to you.
Unconsciously, you take a step back and Choso kisses his teeth as you do so before he tosses his belt on the couch along with the jacket he recently took off.
With a long sigh, Choso brings a hand up to his face and wipes it, as if thatâll help him focus his thoughts. Then, he voices out your name and you tense up a little, âItâs not about the sex,â He says yet again, slowly turning his head to you, âYou donât touch me anymore. Do you know how depriving that is?â
You shrug again, âItâs not the first time youâve gone without my touch Choso, get over it-â
âBaby you practically live with me now,â He interrupts, âI wake up in the same bed as you almost every morning and when I try to hug you, youâre pulling away from me.â
âAgain, every touch leads to something else,ïżœïżœïżœ You repeat, frustrated with your boyfriend and how heâs making such a big deal out of this.
Chosoâs eyes narrow and a vein pops out in his forehead, âDo you think I lack that much self-control? If you put me on sex-ban then you put me on sex-ban. I have enough restraint to respect that, princess.â
You release a huff, âOkay, well-â
âWell what?â He cuts off impatiently.
Your face twists up, âWell if youâd let meâ,â You blink and notice how close heâs gotten to you, your head angling up just a bit to make eye contact with him as he stands hardly an inch away from you. God, he smells good, âF-FinishâŠâ You gulp, âI-Iâm not an idiot Choso, you and I both know that self-control or no, when youâre pent up, you get more needy and I always let you have your way.â
âAre you listening to anything Iâm saying to you?â Choso asks, head tipping to the side for a moment before heâs leaning down to you, âNo seriously, are you rendering the words coming out of my mouth, love?â He asks almost in a way that makes you feel small.
A scowl washes over your expression as your eyes meet his once more, âYes Iâm rendering the words coming out of your mouth, Choso. Are you comprehending anything Iâm saying to you?â
âI am.â He hums.
âOkay then why are we still having this conversation?â You ask in a dull tone, voice a bit softer now that heâs all close to you.
Choso cracks a little smirk but he still sounds annoyed, âBecause you havenât laid a finger on me in five days.â
âChoso-â
âThatâs a hundred and twenty hours without a single touch from you,â He explains, eyes boring into yours.
Your brows raise and you snicker, âYou canât be serious-â
âItâs been seven days since I last felt your arms around me,â He continues, his body inching closer to your own.
You donât move away this time and simply keep your eyes directly on his, âWhy are you keeping track?â
âSixteen days since you last kissed me,â Choso recalls, his voice getting lower.
âOh come on-â
His hand is suddenly placed on your waist and he tugs your body up against his, âAnd three weeks since weâve had sex.â
Your breath hitches a bit as your chest clashes with his and you keep your arms and hands everywhere except on him, pretty much proving all the points he just made.
Were you really trying not to touch Choso for the past three weeks? Yes. Is that because youâre worried about him getting carried away? No, youâre worried about you getting carried away. You know Choso has self-control but, itâs you who lacks it sometimes.
Swallowing hard, âChosoâŠâ You murmur carefully.
âBaby Iâm starved,â He nearly groans out, both his arms wrapping around your waist while his face inclines toward your own, âI need something from you-, anything.â
You bite down on your lower lip and stare at your boyfriendâs face. Heâs so close to you, so desperate for youâ it was cute how needy he was.
Purposefully, you lean closer to him and his eyes sink to your lips immediately as they nearly press into his own. Then, you stop a hair away from him, teasing him-, torturing him, âNot until you fix your jealousy issue,â You whisper to the man.
Oh Chosoâs losing his mind right now. The urge he has to just press his lips into your plush ones is simply killing him. The arms around your waist tighten and his eyes are pleading with you.
âBaby please?â Choso begs, voice laced with the faintest whine.
You nearly folded at the sound of his begging. Hell, your eyelids began to lower and you wanted to kiss him just as badly as he wanted a kiss from you. You know just one wonât hurt but the fact that itâs been three weeks worries you.
Heâs not the only one all pent up and starved, nor does he have any idea how horny youâve been the past few weeks.
There was a day he came home from the gym and you watched him snatch his sweaty shirt off his body. You swore you were drooling for your boyfriend at the time because heâd been working out excessively just for you.
That was the last day you ended up kissing Choso because as soon as he went and showered, you were all over him. It was hard to control yourself when he smelled so good and his hair was all loose and damp with waterâ soft groans leaving his throat every time you pressed your lips to his jaw.
Youâd be lying if you said you werenât considering eating him up that day. But, you managed to get ahold of yourself at the time and just barely pried your body away from his.
As of right now on the other hand⊠Your hands are carefully lifting to his arms, gently feeling his muscles through his clothes as your faces remain close to one another.
You wanted to kiss him so badly. It wonât hurt, right?
Slowly, your arms lift up even more and soon wrap around his neckâ to which Chosoâs breathing picks up and his heart rate increases. The smallest touches from you were already driving him crazy and his hands began to explore your back a little.
âJust one,â You whisper to the man, âOne kiss, okay?â
Chosoâs nodding eagerly, âOkay.â
The two of you are leaning in, anticipation bubbling in the pits of both of your stomachs as your lips gaze his and he gets the faintest touch of your skinâ only to be interrupted by the sudden buzzing of your phone in your pocket.
You pull away and glance down and Choso swears his eye twitches. He was so close, he almost felt your lips again, your pretty soft and heaven-sent lips almost touched his, and yet someone had the nerve to interrupt.
Choso groans and you try to reach in your pocket for your phone but he suddenly smacks your hand away and reaches in your pocket himself.
You frown, âChoso-â
âWhoâs callinâ us?â He cuts off. He sounds more pissed off than he was earlier.
The second his eyes lay on the contact written across your screen, he scoffs. The timing couldnât have been better.
You move to try and see what heâs looking at but Choso shifts his hand on you and pushes your body away.
âChoso what the hell? Whoâs calling-â
âYou said Iâve been too jealous of a boyfriend, right?â Choso interrupts, his lips curving into a faint smirk before he lifts his gaze to you.
You nod slowly and wearily, âY-Yeah, but what does that have to do with whoeverâs calling m-â
âIâll answer it for you, baby,â Choso says sweetly before flashing you a smile.
Your brows pinch together and you blink, âWho is it-â
He ignores your question and lifts the phone to his ear, âHello?â
Someone speaks back to him but youâve got no idea who.
âOhhh, you called on accident? Yeah, no, I get that, happens to the best of us,â Choso hums with a shrug.
He seems all too calm and casual about this so youâre mentally trying to figure out who the hell couldâve called you to where your boyfriend is talking so calmly.
You just stand and watch in confusion for a minute as he continues his conversation.
âYeah, thatâs me,â Choso chuckles a bit but thereâs a slight vein peeping against his jawline, âNah man youâre fine. Actually, since Iâve got you on the phone, can I ask you somethinâ?â
Your eyes widen and your heart is beating all over the damn place. Slowly, you try to get closer to your boyfriend, âChoso, who-â
He cuts you off by placing a single finger to your lips, quite literally shushing you. Youâre taken back by his action and ticked off by his rude gesture.
âYou used to fuck my girlfriend, right?â The man questions bluntly. Your entire face gets hot and youâre not sure if thatâs because youâre pissed off or because youâre flustered.
Who the hell could he be talking to? Suguru? No, Choso doesnât get along with him that well⊠Who else has your number that youâve-
Gojo.
Your eyes go wide and you move to reach for your phone and snatch it from Chosoâs hand but he swiftly and smoothly evades your attempt, mockingly scoffing at you.
âChoso what the hell is wrong with you? Give me my phone-â
Your boyfriend smiles at you. He finds entertainment in how ticked off you are and it only makes you angrier. Especially when he shakes his head no and moves away from you.
Then he has the nerve to laugh, âYes, I do know the answer to that already. But my question still stands and Iâd like to hear it from you since I have you on the phone,â Choso speaks.
Youâre still following him around and trying to get your phone from him but he just moves and weaves all of your reaches.
âYeahh see? Thereâs the confidence I was lookinâ for,â He says to the male over the phone, âSoâŠâ Choso makes eye contact with you and your heart sinks as his words come out, âWanna do it again?â
The man on the call chokes on air so loudly that even you hear it despite not being near the phone. Then you hear a nervous chuckle, one thatâs all too familiar to you.
You fold your arms at your boyfriend, who simply winks at you. âChoso, what are you-â
âShut up,â He says to you sternly, âYou said Iâm too jealous of a boyfriend so now Iâm trying to change that.â
âBy being a fuckinâ asshole?â You spit out to him, both confused and annoyed by everything right now.
âNo,â Choso negates, smiling sweetly at you again, âBy calling someone over to please my pretty lilâ girlfriend since she wonât let me do it.â
You blink, âWhat? Choso-â
âHuh? What was that?â He interrupts, his attention back on the phone call, âYes I was being serious. I-, ohâŠâ His expression dips a little, âT-Thereâs a word for that kinda thing?â
You wish you could hear the entirety of this conversation because youâre so confused as to where this is going.
âOhhh, then yeah,â Choso nods his head and looks at you with a smile, âI guess you could call me thatâ,â Something is said over the phone and he laughs, âWhat? No, she doesnât know. Or, she didnât know but, sheâll find out soon enough right?â
âFind out what soon enough-,â He starts walking away from you and you move to follow him, âChoso!â
Youâre ignored as his conversation continues and eventually, Choso walks into his bedroom, shuts the door in your face, and locks it.
You stand there for a while staring at the door in disbelief of your boyfriend. What the hell just happened? What the actual fuck is going on??
You go to knock on the door, âChoso, open the door!â You shout.
The sound of him still chatting it up with Gojo over the phone is heard and youâre feeling all too many emotions at once. From annoyance to anger to confusion and even very faint arousal, you were completely baffled.
Another groan pours from your lips and after beating your hand against the door for maybe five minutes or so, awaiting some kind of response from your boyfriend, you just give up and stomp off.
Annoyed beyond belief, you make your way back into the living room, grab his things, and toss them onto the floor before plopping down on the couch.
You hastily grab the nearby remote and press play on the TV, bringing your thumb to your lip and chewing on your nail a bit as you try to distract yourself from whatever the fuck your lovely boyfriend is talking about with Gojo Satrou.
Somewhere deep down, you think youâre thankful Gojo called when he did because you almost kissed Choso again and you knew youâd let him take things further if he wanted to. If Choso thinks heâs deprived, heâs got another thing coming because youâve been aching for it.
Doesnât he know itâs just as difficult for you not to touch him as it is for him not to be touched? Does he not realize how much of a tease he can be? How in the middle of the night, heâd snuggle into your back and his crotch would press into your ass? Waking you up horny and frustrated?
You scoff. Choso doesnât even realize how whenever he comes home from his job, he looks so stupidly handsome undressing himselfâ slight grunts and groans leaving those soft lips of his as he does so.
Then, even when you were hugging him, heâd bury his face into the crook of your neck and his every exhale and inhale made your heart skip a beat.
Oh and letâs not forget how simple phone calls and text messages were enough to get you worked up. Itâd be so random too how Choso would text you as youâre in class. Something simple like Baby I miss you would have your heart throbbing and your smile unwavering.
There was one weekend where Choso left town to go visit his two younger brothers and he called you late that night. His voice was deep, husked even, and his breathing was a bit unsteady as he told you he was trying to go to sleep but he couldnât because he started thinking about youâŠ
Thus leading to him with a painful boner. Then, to make matters worse, not only did he end up sending you a video of what you do to him even when youâre not around but, he had the nerve to return home that week looking fucking perfect.
His face had seemed clearer, his skin was as smooth as ever, he smelled heavenly, and of courseâ of course Choso decided to come home and touch all over your body, claiming to have missed you terribly.
He was such a fucking tease. And he knows it too, Choso knows what he does to you. He sees it in your face all the timeâ hears it in your voice.
Which is all exactly why he couldnât bear with you reducing your touches. Thatâs what caused the argument today as he came home.
Normally, if you were at Chosoâs apartment when he got off of work, which you have been more-so in the past few months, youâd rush to him and greet him at his door. Before the sex-ban, youâd help him undress and smother his face in kiss after kiss, telling him how much you missed him, etc.
And of course he appreciated this more than anything. Hence why heâd constantly note that because you do little things like that, he swears to put a ring on your finger if youâd let him.
Even so, ever since you told Choso you werenât gonna have sex with him for a while, you stopped doing so. Which is all why heâs upset and youâre frustrated. Maybe you should just drop the sex-banâŠ
Or maybe just touch him more like he wants and learn some self-control. But, itâs not like itâs your fault your boyfriend is so irresistible. How are you supposed to keep your hands off him-
Thereâs a sudden knock on the front door and you flinch out of your thoughts. Youâd been so caught up with them that you hadnât even realized thirty minutes had gone by and you still didnât have your phone, nor did Choso come out of his room.
Instead of moving a muscle, you groan, âCho, someoneâs at the door!â
Thereâs no response for a minute and your groan deepens as you toss your head back against the couch and frown.
âChoso!â You shout, voice projecting throughout his apartment.
âWhat?!â He shouts back from his bedroom.
You turn your head toward the direction of his hallway, âThereâs someone at the door!â
Neither of you has moved an inch and both of you are just shouting across his home, âYou canât answer it?â He asks.
âYouâre closer!â You argue.
Choso chuckles and then his voice gets a bit louder as he cracks his door open to yell, âItâs for you anyway!â
âI-,â You blink and then let off a scoff as you spring up from the couch, âTch, itâs for you anywayâŠâ You say under your breath, mocking your boyfriend in an annoyed tone.
Everything he was doing was pissing you off and you had half a mind to head back to your apartment. Every step you took was heavy and you wanted Choso to hear how agitated you were.
âCanât even answer the fuckinâ doorâŠâ You grumble to yourself as your hand reaches for the knob, unlocks the door, and goes to open it, ââŠGetting on my goddamn-,â You swing the door open and your eyes immediately widen, ââŠN-Nerves,â You whisper out to finish your statement.
In front of you stands Gojo Satoru. All six foot three of him, bright fluffy white hair, black t-shirt, grey sweatpants, angelically handsome face, and stupid rose-tinted lips pulled into a smug grin standing right in front of you.
You had to blink once, maybe twice-, perhaps three or four times to figure out if you were seeing things before you scoff, âSatoru?â
Cocking his head to the side, âTrouble in paradise?â Gojo comments in response, voice just as playful as you remember it.
âW-What the fuck are you doing here?â You breathe out, brows tensing and confusion taking over.
Gojoâs shoulders lift into a casual shrug, âI was invited, duh.â
You stare. Then, slowly and carefully, you start nodding as you move to shut the door on him. Maybe you were dreaming?
A hand is pressed to the edge of the door, an arm nearing your head as this hand comes from behind you, and the door is pulled open. You instantly jump as your boyfriend seemed to have simply appeared right behind you and you swear your heart was pounding out of your chest.
Lips near your ear and Chosoâs voice is smooth as he speaks to you, âCâmon baby, donât be rude to our guest,â He murmurs to you, deep voice caressing your eardrums and making you lose all your thoughts for a moment.
You quickly snap out of it and whirl your head around to look at the dark-haired man, âChoso, what the hell is going on-â
âOh câmonnn,â Gojo suddenly speaks, âYou heard your boyfriend,â He chuckles and you turn to him, eyes going wide as he leans down to you, âDonât be rude to your guest,â Gojo murmurs.
He was so close that you could smell the faint mint coming from his mouth. His proximity worried you and you stepped back, only to run into Choso and your entire backside to bump into him. Your boyfriend places a hand on your waist and tugs you back a bit to give space for Gojo to walk in.
Never in your life have you been more confused than you are as you watch Gojo Satoru enter your boyfriend Chosoâs apartment.
Then, Choso leans over just a little so that he can shut the door but he doesnât move from behind you. Your eyes are all over Gojoâs face, asking him a million questions with your gaze alone.
Gojo starts snickering, âSweets, if you have a question, just ask-â
âWhat the fuck are you doing here?â You blurt out, tone heated before you proceed to give him no time to respond. Youâre then turning to Choso, âWhat the hell is going on?â
Your boyfriend stares at you innocently, âIsnât it obvious?â
âYeah, youâre a smart girl, you can figure it out,â Gojo chastises.
You swear youâre about two seconds away from popping a blood vessel. An arm of yours moves to shove Choso away from you and you scoff, âFirst off, fuck both of you. Start explaining yourselves, now.â You huff out sternly.
Choso flashes a sheepish grin, âI already explained everything to you, why are you confused-â
âYou were being serious?!â You shout, âYou seriously called Satoru over to fuck me?! What the hell is wrong with you?â
âYou said I was too jealous of a boyfriend so I invited him to prove to you that Iâm not,â Choso tells you, the look on his face completely serious.
You couldnât believe him right now. Not only were you feeling embarrassed having Gojo stand here and listen to you and Choso bicker like an old married couple but you were also fuming with your boyfriend.
âW-What?!â You huff out.
Choso gives you this blank stare he knows pisses you off, âI donât understand why youâre confused.â
âYou donât understand why Iâm-,â You cut yourself off with a sigh and move to pinch the bridge of your nose with your fingers, âChoso Kamo, this is the kinda thing you talk about with your girlfriend beforehand.â
âAre we not talking about it now?â He argues, moving to fold his arms across his chest and tilt his head.
You glare at him for a moment before glancing back to Gojo. Then, you chuckle in an annoyed manner, âWe shouldnât be talking about this in front of⊠him.â
âHim?â Gojo pouts, âHey, I have a name yâknow-â
âSatoru shut the hell up. You will be dealt with, just give me a moment,â You cut off warningly. Turning back to look at Choso, âAs for you, I donât know what the hellâs gotten into you but weâre not doing this.â
Choso raises a brow, âNot doing what baby?â
âIâm not about toâŠâ Your face twists up in disapproval, ââŠTo cheat on you just so you can prove some stupid point-â
âWhy not?â Your boyfriend asks nonchalantly.
âWhat do you mean why not? Choso what even possessed you to invite Satoru over?â
âI literally told you why already,â He says bluntly, âI wanna prove Iâm not the jealous dickhead you keep making me out to be.â
Your brows raise, âAnd you wanna prove that by making me have sex with another man in front of you?â
âFirst off, Iâm not gonna make you do anything,â Choso clarifies, âSecondly, yes, I do want you to have sex with another guy just to prove a point.â
âYouâre crazy. I mean, Cho, you canât be serious about this-,â You cut yourself off as you just barely glance downâ spotting something that makes you eat your words. âOh⊠Oh wow. You-, youâreâŠâ You stammer as your lashes bat in disbelief.
Choso scoffs, âYeahh⊠Still donât believe me?â
âWhyâre youâŠâ Your brows furrow as you stare at the bulge in your boyfriendâs sweats, âD-Did just the thought of me and Satoru having sex in front of you get you like that?â You ask softly as you point.
Gojo suddenly pops his head over your shoulder and you flinch as he speaks, âDamnnnn, you seriously are a cuck,â He chuckles out.
Then his hands slither onto your waist and your entire body tenses up. Swallowing, you turn your head to Gojo and glare at him, âDonât touch me.â
Blue eyes meet yours and he smirks, peeling his hands off your body but keeping his face close, âHe wants me to.â
âWell, I donât. I havenât agreed to any of this yet-â
âYet?â Both of the men point out in sync.
You swallow, âI-I mean, Iïżœïżœ I wish you two wouldâve given me some time to⊠t-to yâknow, wrap my head around this,â You stammer out.
Having your stupidly attractive boyfriend and the annoyingly handsome Gojo Satoru in the same room, both taunting and teasing you was unbearably nerve-wracking.
Slowly, you look over to your boyfriend, âYou really want me to-â
âYes baby,â Choso cuts off.
âWhatâs even in this for you⊠aside from,â Your eyes narrow down at his boner, âA-Aside from getting off to this twisted fantasy of yours?â
He snickers, âUh, Iâll be off of sex-ban after this.â
Your brows pinch together and you fold your arms, âSays who?â
âBaby, the point of the sex-ban was to teach me a lesson about beinâ jealous,â Choso explains, stepping closer to you. Your body was steadily heating up since Gojo was right behind you and Choso was nearing you, âConsider this my lesson learned.â
You scoff, ââŠEven if I did agree to thisâŠâ Slowly, you turn back to Gojo and his face is far closer than you anticipated it to be, his lips nearly on yours as your head turned, âA-Are you seriously okay with this, Cho?â
Gojoâs hands are placed onto your waist yet again but this time, you donât push him off or tell him to move. You stare into those pretty blue eyes of his and watch as he smiles.
âHeâs more okay with this than you think,â Gojo murmurs to you, tilting his head in a way that makes it seem like he was readying himself to kiss you.
You stare at Gojo for a second longer than you mean to before turning to look at your boyfriend once more and god damn his pupils are dilated and you swear his cock has doubled in size beneath his clothes.
Oh he was extremely serious about this.
Choso chuckles, âI canât exactly fake my dick beinâ hard, can I? What more proof about this do you need to see Iâm serious?â
âS-So⊠if I sleep with Gojo⊠you want the sex-ban to be over?â You ask for clarification as you glance back and forth between Chosoâs left and right eyes.
âMhm,â He nods at you, âAnd my point will be proved.â
âRightâŠâ You look at Gojo again and his lips are a hairâs length away from yours at this point, âA-And you⊠youâre okay with this?â
âWhat kindaâ question is that?â The white-haired man laughs, âIn what universe would I pass up the opportunity to fuck you again?â
You frown a little but, youâre no longer shying away from this, âSatoru⊠T-This is so wrong-â
âIs it any more wrong than the things Iâve had you do before?â He whispers lowly to you, low enough for Choso to miss what he uttered.
You swallow thickly at his words, âW-Well⊠yes, yes it is. Iâm cheating on-â
âIs it really cheating if he wants you to do it?â Gojo argues.
You pout, âYes-â
âNo, no itâs not,â He interrupts while flashing a comforting smile at you.
âSatoru-â
âCan you two stop arguing and just make out already,â Choso groans, âIâm gonna blow my load before we even get to the good partâŠâ
Gojo chuckles and lifts a careful hand to the side of your face, cupping your cheek in his palm as he pulls you close, âWell, sweetheart? Your boyfriendâs gettinâ needy.â
You shake your head slowly and your gaze falls to Gojoâs lips, ââŠThis is so wrong.â
âYeah,â Gojo murmurs back before pecking your lips, you sigh immediately and Gojo whispers against you, âBut he likes it.â
Thereâs one last lingering look shared between you and Gojo before he gently presses his lips to yours again, feeling as you sigh against him and just barely ease into this. After all, it was different and weird to kiss someone who wasnât your boyfriend after a wonderful ten months of dating him.
There are a lot of things you couldâve predicted in your future with Choso but this damn sure wasnât a part of it. No, making out with Gojo Satoru as Choso just watches the two of you was not something you couldâve ever planned for.
Gojoâs taking things slow, melting into your mouth and steadily parting your lips to push his tongue inside as you hum against him. Choso was losing his mind. Yeah, from the second he saw the way Gojo looked at you, his cock sprung up.
Did he understand why? Not exactly, no. Hell, only about forty-five minutes ago did Choso learn of the word cuck and what it means to be one. Heâs watching you and Gojo make out for a little bit before his feet move toward the two of you.
Choso nor Gojo miss the way you moan against Gojoâs lips as Choso presses his own into your neck. Oh. You were about to experience both of these men at the same time? Gojo and Choso. Gojo Satoru and Choso Kamo. To what being must you thank for such a heavenly experience? Your possessive boyfriend and your obsessive ex-lover (if you can even call him that).
Your boyfriend begins to suck on the side of your neck as you hum and squirm in between the two men. Gojoâs got his large hands firmly placed on your waist and you whine into his mouth as Choso moves to kiss under your jaw. With Gojo behind you and Choso now in front of you, you couldnât possibly wrap your head around the fact that you were being sandwiched between these two men.
Handling either of them one at a time was already too much for you and yet here you were having to deal with both. You feel Gojoâs clothed cock press into your ass and he groans into your mouth before pulling away, both of you making low-lidded eye contact.
âSatoru,â You whisper.
He hums, âShit-, this is hotter than I thought itâd be.â
Chosoâs busy sucking at your neck before he pulls away with a loud pop, his breathing heavy against your skin as you grow hazy in lust. Then, he wipes his mouth off and takes a step back, âBabyâŠâ
You turn your head to him with wide eyes, your lips prettily messy with saliva from Gojoâs tongue and fuck if Choso didnât find you sexier than ever. Your brows raise innocently and he smirks at you.
âCan you do somethinâ fâme?â Choso hums out. You try moving toward him but Gojo tugs you back and Choso chuckles, âDonât worry, I donât want you to touch me yet,â Your boyfriend explains, âI want you to take care of our guest first, can you do that?â
Your eyes widen and you glance behind you and up at Gojo who flashes you a smile, âYeah, can you take care of me, sweetheart?â
Gulping, you fein cluelessness, âT-Take care of you howâŠâ
âOh donât act dumb,â Choso scoffs.
Gojo snickers, âRight, donât act dumbâŠâ He coos at you.
You pout and glance back over to your boyfriend, âIâm not actinâ dumb⊠I just want you guys to tell me what you want me to doâŠâ
âOh?â Choso raises a brow, âSo youâre done actinâ like a brat now, huh?â
âI-I wasnât acting like a brat earlier, you were just being an asshole,â You huff out before rolling your eyes and looking off to the side.
Gojo quirks a brow, âThatâs no way to talk to your boyfriend, now is it?â He murmurs to you, causing a chill to slip down your spine.
âButâŠâ Your lashes flutter, âHe was being a fucking asshole-â
âYouâve got quite the mouth on yaâ...â Gojo interrupts.
Choso suddenly nods, âYeahh⊠She does, doesnât she?â You swallow hard as your boyfriend voices his thoughts, âWhy donât you shut it up?â He suggests.
A hand is placed on your jaw and your face is tugged so that youâre looking at Gojo again, his fingers digging into your cheeks, âI should, shouldnât I?â He teases, shifting to run his thumb over your lower lip, âShe talks way too much anyway.â
âE-Excuse me-â
âShe canât talk when sheâs got a mouth full of cock though,â Choso comments.
You swallow down whatever argument you were going to spit out to these two men.
Gojo smirks, âGood pointâŠâ He hums before slipping his thumb past your lips, âBut, thatâs probably what she wants anyway.â
âThink so?â Choso hums, smiling a little.
Gojo nods, âKnow so.â
âOkay well, who are we to deny her of such a thing?â Your boyfriend shrugs casually.
âExactly,â Gojo agrees before placing his attention back on you, âIs that what you want, love? Hm? Sâthat why youâve been such a fuckinâ brat? Yâneed someone to put you back in your place?â
Yet another pout pulls at your lips, âI wasnât-â
âAht, aht, none of that,â Gojo interjects, scoffing at you and finding your expression cute, âItâs yes or no, sweetheart.â
âY-Yes,â You stammer in response.
He bites down on his lower lip, âYeah?â
Before you can even nod, your boyfriendâs making your fluster state ten times worse, âYes what, princess?â
âYes pleaseâŠâ You whine.
âBe specific,â Choso demands, voice low, âCâmon, tell Satoru what you want.â
âIâŠâ You gulp, âI want you toâŠâ
âAww donât be shy, sâjust me, sweets,â Gojo coos, his voice gentle.
You were losing your mind right now. Gojo being so careful with you while Choso forces you to voice your needs? Oh youâre not making it through the rest of this interaction, or at least, not in one piece and not mentally okay by the end of it.
âI want you to put me in my place âToru,â You finally manage out.
Gojo hums deeply, âIn front of your boyfriend? Seriously?â He teases as he moves the hands on your waist to spin you around. Then he tugs your body up against his, âYou really are a lilâ slut, arenât you?â
Your face twists up a little before you glance back to Choso who gives you a reassuring lookâ telling you through his eyes that this was okay.
After which, you look at Gojo again and nod, âYeah.â
He chuckles before bending down a little and then lifting you into the air, your legs wrapped around him as he does so, âWell, if you insist. I guess Iâll have to start by punishing this mouth of yours for beinâ so mean to your boyfriend.â
You frown as you disagree with the claim of you being mean to Choso, âI-â
âDonât act like thatâs not what youâve been wanting anyway,â Choso adds as he watches Gojo carry you past him. He trails behind the two of you, âIâve seen the way youâve been lookinâ at me lately, baby. Youâve been itchinâ to suck me off⊠Buuut since you put me on sex-ban, I guess thatâll have to do, right?â
You send the man a look and he smiles at you, completely obsessed with teasing you through this whole thing.
âDonât look at me like that,â Choso hums as you, him, and Gojo enter the living room, âYou said youâd take care of our guest first, remember?â
âYeah, sweets,â Gojo chimes inâ God the way they keep doing that is getting on your nerves-, âI canât wait to put my cock down your throat.â
Okay, by this point, you were beyond pooling in your underwear and it doesnât get any better as Gojo takes a seat on the couch with you sliding into his lap, his erection poking up against your cunt as you sit comfortably. Then thereâs Choso who takes a seat not too far away from the two of you, his cock aching for some kind of attention.
One last time, you glance at your boyfriend, and then at Gojo, and then you sigh.
This was really about to happen-
Thereâs a soft tap to your ass by Gojo, âDonât start zoninâ out now,â He hums.
Then Chosoâs talking again, âYeah baby, hurry up ând get on your kneesâ I wanna see how well you suck another guy off.â
Yeah, this was about to be a long nightâŠ
part two
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#i feel like im going insane#the f*ck list#choso kamo#reader x choso#choso kamo x reader#choso kamo smut#choso smut#choso x reader#jjk choso#Satoru Gojo#Gojo x reader x Choso#the combination I didnât know I needed#LAWD HAVE MERCYYYY#Iâm SO going to hell like omg
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jamarcus bieber can really get it like...
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Hello , this isn't a request it's more of a question and recommendation.
Do you know the Jujutsu Kaisen fic Four or more?
If not I totally recommend it to you , I think you'd like it
Its made by dametsuna on AO3
I hope you like it and love your ficsâ€ïž
Hi!! đ€ I don't think I've read it. Let me take a quick look at it! Four or More
*2 minutes later*
âDonât worry, weâre gonna stuff all your holes full until youâre loose and sloppy."
My honest reaction to this line:
#whimsy asks#WE GOT NOT JUST ONE OR TWO DICKS BUT FOUR?!? đ„” đ„” đ„”#LAWD HAVE MERCYYYY đ©đ„Žđ„Ž#I'd give up a limb just to be reader in this fic#very spicy and dirty đ€€#EXACTLY how I like it#jjk smut#and let's not forget the treat in the end hehe~
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this was the heaviest chapter in this story the way wonyoung was acting triggered me fr ik its not real and its js pixels on my screen but her behavior made me feel so uneasy thereâs something really wrong with her sheâs so manipulative yn needs to get tf away from her and jennie needs to call lisa to put those boxing and muay thai classes to good use and beat the shit out of wonyoung
ACK IK WHAT YOU MEAN ANON BC EVEN I WAS LIKE LAWD HAVE MERCYYYY WONYYYY GET AWAY FROM YN
the variable isn't meant to be angsty/dark so there's only like...one (?) other chapter that's "heavy" if you will...
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                ââ  â ; đ§đđ  đđđĄđ𩠠đđ„đąđšđĄđ  đđđ„  đ§đđđđ𩠠đđ„đđĄđ𩠠đđđ„  đđđđ  đ§đą  đ  đŠđđĄđŠđ  đąđ  đ„đđđđđ§đŹ.  sawyer's attention finally meeting odessa's gaze completely rather than through it, too focused on the task at hand. their eyes meet and the small woman let's a soft smile pass over her features. muscles relax, the brush in her hand in a loosened grip as she lets both rest on dez's shoulders. head tilts, expression morphing into one of knowing as dark brows lift while she speaks, â  is that so? i should stop right now, then? with no blush or highlight? â it's hard for sawyer to ignore the way dez looks at her, how her touch sends a shock up her spine; there's a reason sawyer says the things she does, how her girlfriend is beautiful to her in her own way. an attraction so undeniable that sawyer finds herself getting easily distracted.  Â
                leaning forward, a small kiss is pressed to dez's lips,  â  you're distracting me. â hardly a threat, sawyer cups her girlfriend's neck, speaking through contact before she finally manages to pull away enough to catch her barrings. hands reach down, grabbing the other woman's wrists and pulling them away from her thighs,  â  no touching until i'm done. â
Beautiful had never been a word attributed to Odessa. Not she, who bristled with ferocity, who presented as aggressively queer, dripping in a feminine-flavoured masculinity. Dramatically dyed hair crackled under its heavy sheen of styling spray, while barbells glinted dully. Dez was baked into the punk scene and the scars on her face proved it. Hers was a mouth made for spitting blood and licking cunt, for singing about fist fights that were far from fantasy.
Fingers with the word D Y K E tattooed across the knuckles drummed lightly, a foot clad in a biker heel bounced absentmindedly, but otherwise she sat still and patient for her girlfriend. Despite the restless stimming, she found the process strangely soothing. Normally, her smeary smoke-eyes were accompanied by lurid pops of neon. Now, with featherlight brush strokes, Sawyer peered at her attentively, remaking her, painting her into something beautiful. It was an intimate ceremony.
âYeah?â Odessa smirked, curling a hand around Sawyerâs thigh as she leaned over her. Her girlfriend might be too focused to meet her gaze, but Dez still took the opportunity to greedily drink in those pretty features, that bright smile. âIâd rather look at you.â
#° đ đŹđ«đ«đąđ đ±đŠđŹđ«đ° ; ⥠odessa.#decidentia#lawd have MERCYYYY#° đȘđąđ±đđ© đŽđŠđ«đą đđČđ«đ± ; â queue.
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JAY đ€©
i just wanted to say, i took your advice and just went for it with the whole writing thing ANDDD it ended up decent! iâm still writing a few things and finishing up details. HOWEVER! i wanted to give you a little preview to something that may or may not be posted in the future on my page đ
anywho, i just wanted to thank you for the motivation!! much love! mwah, mwah! đȘđ©”
yes itâs being written on the notes app in my phone đ
đ„”lawd have MERCYYYY i will fold right here right now for that dialogue
sososo happy you feel motivated!! have fun my dearest!! đand plsss tag me for this post when u publish it i would love to read more đ€€
#ur doing great sweetie#also dw lol sometimes i use my phone notes too#ËËËê° đ ê± jay's mail
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okay, yeah but imagine Chris Evans begging you to let him touch you... âPlease, (Y/N). Iâm begging you, please just let me feel you.â LAWD HAVE MERCYYYY
How could we refuse đ„șđ„șđ„ș
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i might be dead right now. my ghost is typing this.
holy hellllll!! *fans self*Â
âGod, just wreck me, Kels!â
Abigail Roux. Part & Parcel (A Sidewinder Story) (Kindle Location 811). Riptide Publishing.
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Lawd have mercyyyy
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