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let me hear you — sub!choso

summary— you discover choso likes you on top

warning — hickeys, cursing, riding, unprotected sex, sun choso, dominant reader, minor praise kink, petnames, calling choso a “good boy”

a/n — first fic of my kinktober special!!

you lie beside choso, the warmth of his skin against yours as your fingers trace lazy patterns across his bare chest. the soft rise and fall of his breathing is steady, comforting, but something nags at the back of your mind. as much as you enjoy your intimate moments with him, there's been a lingering doubt you can’t ignore. you prop yourself up on one arm, biting your lip as you carefully weigh your words.

“choso…” you begin, your voice soft but laced with hesitation.

he hums in response, eyes half-lidded, and lazy as he looks down at you, his expression relaxed after your most recent round. you hesitate for a moment before speaking.

“am i… doing something wrong?” you ask.

choso's brows immediately knit together in confusion.he shifts, turning fully to face you. “what?” his voice is deeper than usual, raspy talking you through your release a few minutes ago. “why do you ask that?”.

your face flushes under his gaze, feeling suddenly vulnerable. “you just… don’t seem to enjoy it when we have sex”. the words slip out before you can stop them, and you quickly glance away, embarrassed. "i mean, i know you finish, but sometimes it takes a while. i just thought—"

choso’s hand comes up to gently cup your cheek, guiding your gaze back to him. his expression is serious now, dark eyes focused intently on yours, but his touch is tender. 

“you think i don’t enjoy it?” his voice is low, like he can’t quite believe what he’s hearing. you look down, trying to explain the anxiety that’s been brewing inside you. 

“it’s just… i start wondering if it’s me. if i’m not… doing enough for you”. the vulnerability in your voice breaks his heart. choso’s thumb brushes soothingly over your skin. 

“no, baby. you’ve been perfect, i promise” he assures you. your hand rests gently on choso’s chest, your fingers trailing lightly across his skin. his silence during those intimate moments always left you wondering if something was wrong.

“but you’re just so… quiet,” you murmur, trying to put your thoughts into words. 

for a moment, he doesn’t say anything. he looks away, as if he’s gathering his thoughts, then sighs softly. “it’s not you. you’ve never done anything wrong”. 

you look at him, searching his eyes for reassurance. “then what is it?” you ask, your voice barely above a whisper.

for a moment, choso hesitates, his gaze flickering away as a faint blush spreads across his cheeks. he looks almost shy, and you feel your heart race as he starts to speak.

“well…” his voice is quieter now, and he looks away, his blush deepening. “i kinda like when you take control…” he admits softly, the words coming out almost reluctantly.

your breath catches in your throat. “you do?”

choso nods, still avoiding your gaze. “yeah” he mumbles, clearly embarrassed by the admission. “i like it when you’re the one in charge… and when you take what you want.”

his words send a wave of heat rushing through you, and you suddenly understand why he’s been so quiet. it wasn’t that he wasn’t enjoying himself—he just feels the most amount of pleasure when he’s the one being dominated, instead of you.

a smile tugs at the corner of your lips, your earlier worries melting away. “why didn’t you say anything?”.

choso finally looks back at you, his eyes filled with vulnerability. “i didn’t know if that’s what you wanted, too”.

you hum softly, the sound low and teasing, as you push against his chest with gentle pressure until his back hits the bed. choso’s eyes widen slightly as you straddle his waist, already feeling the unmistakable hardness pressing against your core. a rush of heat floods through you, your confidence surging as you take in the way his breath hitches. his body tenses beneath yours, the weight of the moment settling between you. 

“all you had to do was ask, baby” you purr, leaning down to press a kiss to the side of his neck. you know just how sensitive he is there, how easily you can unravel him with the right touch.

choso lets out a small sigh, his eyes fluttering shut as the warmth of your lips meets his skin. his hands find your waist, and you can feel the slight tremble in his hands. 

you kiss him again, a little harder this time, your lips brushing over the curve of his neck. you take his skin and suck it until you’re satisfied you’ve left a bruise. his breathing stutters as he tilts his head, giving you better access. the soft groan that slips past his lips sends a shiver through you, the sound of his desperation fueling your own.

you trail your lips down his neck, kissing and nipping at the spots you know drive him wild. every time your teeth graze his skin, he tenses beneath you, his grip on your thighs tightening. you smile against his neck, enjoying the way his breath comes in quick, ragged bursts.

“you’re so sensitive here” you murmur, running your tongue over the spot just below his ear before sucking lightly. choso lets out a quiet moan, his hips jerking up in response.

“shit…” he breathes, his voice shaky.

a smile plays on your lips as you sit up slightly and admire the dark marks against his pale skin. you watch the way his eyes darken with desire, the way his body reacts to every little movement you make. it’s intoxicating—having this kind of control over him, knowing how much he wants you to take the lead.

you press your hips down against his, feeling the hardness of choso's arousal against your core, the friction making both of you gasp softly. his breathing deepens, a low groan slipping out when you grind your hips again, your slick coating his member. the way his body reacts, the tension coiling in his muscles, tells you everything you need to know—he likes this. 

he’s trying to stay calm, but the flush creeping up his neck and the quick rise and fall of his chest betray how close he is to losing control. “please” he rasps, his voice barely audible.

you hover your hips over his, taking his member in your hand and slowly pumping him. his head tilts back as he bites his lip. the heat between you is undeniable, thick and heavy, filling the room with tension. his hands grip your hips tightly as he starts to lose the last of his resolve. 

“c’mon baby, let me hear you” you murmur against his lips, your voice soft but full of command. choso’s breath hitches, and you feel him tremble beneath you as he nods, swallowing hard. his eyes are half-lidded, the desire swimming in them undeniable.

you kiss him softly at first, your lips grazing his as you draw out the moment. he’s already panting beneath you, and when you deepen the kiss, sliding your tongue into his mouth, he lets out a whimper. the sound sends a rush of heat straight to your core, making you want him even more.

choso’s hips move slowly, instinctively grinding up into your hand as you wrap your fingers around his length. his breath comes in short, ragged bursts as you pump him with slow, deliberate strokes. he’s so sensitive, so responsive to your touch, it makes you want to push him further, to see just how loud you can make him.

you finally pull back from the kiss, both of you breathless, your chests heaving. and the sight of him like this—already undone beneath you—sends a surge of power through you.

you stop pumping, feeling the anticipation build as you shift, positioning yourself above him. choso’s eyes flicker down, and his body tenses as you guide him to your entrance, the head of his cock brushing against your slick folds. he bites his lip, his hands gripping your hips tightly.

“relax” you whisper, teasing him with just the tip, “i’ve got you”. 

he lets out a shaky breath. you see the raw need in his gaze as you slowly begin to sink down onto him, feeling of him filling you stretching you in the most delicious way. choso’s eyes flutter closed as a desperate moan escapes him. you don’t need time to adjust to his length, already prepped from earlier.

“oh-fuck” he moans as you waste no time bouncing in his lap, the sensation of you so tight and ready around him overwhelming his senses. 

“that’s it, baby” you purr, your hands resting on his chest for balance. “let it out”. 

you can feel the power in the way he reacts to you—his gasps, the way his hips involuntarily jerk up to meet your movements, the way his grip tightens on your waist with each bounce. you ride him harder, the slap of skin against skin echoing in the room as you take him deeper with every thrust. the raw sound of his moans makes your body tingle with satisfaction, driving you to push him even further.

choso’s chest rises and falls rapidly beneath you, his muscles flexing under your touch. “fuck—you feel so good” he breathes, his voice cracking as you pick up the pace. his head falls back, his mouth hanging open as you roll your hips, squeezing him tighter.

“yeah?” you purr, your voice dripping with satisfaction, leaning down just enough to kiss along his neck. “you like it when i ride you like this?”.

he nods desperately, unable to form words as you continue to bounce on him. his moans become more frantic, his hands trembling as they slide up your sides, gripping you like he’s afraid to let go. the pleasure you’re giving him is driving him to the brink.

the way his cock throbs inside you, the way his body shudders every time you come down on him, lets you know he’s close—so close.

“good boy” you purr, kissing along his jawline. the praise goes straight to his dick. his eyes shut tightly as the pleasure overwhelms him. his moans become more frequent, his hips meeting your every movement with growing intensity. the sound of skin against skin, your heavy breathing, and his deep moans fill the air, creating a rhythm that spurs you both closer to the edge.

choso lets out a choked groan, his hips bucking up into you uncontrollably. "i—fuck, i can’t—" his voice cracks, his body trembling beneath you as he teeters on the edge. 

you lean down, kissing him deeply, your lips crashing against his as you ride him faster, chasing the high that’s building inside you both. 

“cum for me” you encourage him. choso cries out, a deep, guttural sound as he comes hard inside you, his entire body tensing beneath yours. his hips jerk as he spills into you, the waves of his orgasm crashing over him, leaving him breathless and shaking.

the sight of him unraveling beneath you and the sound of his moans filling the room, sends you tumbling into your own climax. your walls clench around him, your body shuddering as waves of pleasure crash over you. 

you ride him through it, slowing your movements as his body relaxes beneath you, the aftershocks of pleasure still rippling through him. when you finally stop, both of you are panting, sweat-slicked and spent, but completely satisfied.

for a few minutes, all you can hear is the sound of your own heavy breathing, both of you completely spent. you collapse onto his chest, his arms wrapping around you instinctively, pulling you close. even after he hits his high, the small whimpers escaping him continue. 

eventually, choso’s eyes open, dazed and glassy, but there’s a soft smile on his lips as he gazes at you, his hand coming up to cup your cheek. “you’re incredible” he whispers, his voice hoarse but full of warmth.

you smile down at him, it’s quite the sight- his hair a mess, neck full of hickeys and pupils blown out. you hum as you brush a few strands of hair from his forehead. “so are you” you murmur, leaning down to press a soft, lingering kiss to his lips.

you stay like this, tangled together, your bodies still buzzing with the afterglow of the intense pleasure you just shared. the room is filled with the soft sound of your breathing, both of you slowly coming down from the high. choso’s hand rests gently on your back, fingers tracing small patterns against your skin as his chest rises and falls beneath you.

you’re both silent, basking in the warmth of the moment, until choso breaks it with a quiet, almost bashful whisper.

“can we go again?”

a/n: i hope you enjoyed reading :) please send a request for kinktober in my inbox!! lmk if you want to be included in my kinktober taglist!

creds: @elryisia

[levisjinchuriki]

take it

summary: jiraiya teases you for not being able to pleasure yourself without his help. you’re determined to prove him wrong

warning: nsfw, fem!reader, light humiliation, spanking, dom!jiraiya, sub!reader, light punishment, overstimulation, reader calls jiraiya an asshole

word count: 1.5k

the night started out like any other, you and jiraiya in your shared home enjoying each other’s presence. he laid on his back while you laid on your side facing him, softly stroking his bare chest. the conversation you were engaging in was about sex, of course, and he had mentioned that he feels bad going on long missions because he knows his girl isn’t being pleased thoroughly. you frown at him, claiming you “don’t need him to cum”. this causes jiraiya to coo at you. 

“c’mon honey, you know you can’t without my help”, jiraiya laughs. your brows furrow at his comment and you sit up, pulling the covers over your body. of course you can. you had done it long before jiraiya came, and after… well you haven’t really put it to the test since the man’s hunger for you never ceased. 

“yes i can” you fold your arms and pout at him. who does he think he is?

jiraiya shakes his head and brings his hand to your cheek. “i don’t think so, honey. you like me dominating you too much” he softly strokes your cheek. the action would be sweet if he wasn’t making fun of you. you push his hand off and swing one of your legs over his, straddling him. 

“i’ll show you”, you say under your breath. jiraiya’s ears perk up at the challenge.

“you’ll show me, huh?”. you nod quietly as you take hold of jiraiya's large member. you line yourself up with his tip and slowly start to sink on his member, already stretched out from earlier this afternoon. jiraiya is enjoying how determined you are. that smug smile won’t leave his face. he places his hands behind his head, enjoying the show. “go on”, he encourages you.

you mumble how much of an asshole he’s being under your breath, which he ignores for now. the thought of being on top for tonight excites you, your thighs already lightly coated with your slick. it takes you a moment to get used to the feeling since he always filled you to the brim. your eyes close as you take deep breaths. 

“i’m waiting”. you can hear the smile on his lips as he says it. you frown before slowly moving yourself up and down his length, hands resting against his broad chest for support. the position squeezes your breasts together, making them appear larger than they already are.

jiraiya hums in approval. even when you’re giving him attitude, he can’t hide the fact that you feel so good around him. if he wasn't trying to prove a point he'd lift his head up and suck dark marks into the sensitive skin on your chest.

gradually you pick up speed and start to moan freely above him. the sound of your skin slapping against his thighs spurs you on more. jiraiya doesn’t know if he should focus on your face or chest as you bounce on him. he bites his lip to keep his comments to himself. if this was any other night he would’ve been praising you and helping you by meeting your thrusts. but tonight was different. you told him yourself, you didn’t need his help. so he wasn’t going to give it to you. 

your fingertips dig into jiraiya’s pecks as you use him. your eyes can’t help but shut tightly as you feel the knot start to form in your stomach. you want to gloat and show jiraiya that you can pleasure yourself as well as he can, but your mind is too focused on bringing yourself to the edge. 

your brows furrow as you bounce as fast and hard as you can. your body feels sticky considering all the energy you’re exerting. your legs are shaking, cramping. it’s getting harder to breathe. and still, he feels so good. and you want to cum so bad but something’s missing. 

realization hits you. you groan and hit a fist against his chest in anger, stopping your movements momentarily. jiraiya lets out an amused chuckle. your legs twitch at your sides, already exhausted. it’s clear to you both that you’re having a hard time, but you have a goal in mind. you don’t want to give jiraiya the satisfaction of proving his claim to be true. if you’re gonna prove to him you’re right, you need to cum soon. you can’t continue for much longer. your muscles are sore already from doing all the work in these last few minutes. 

you let out a growl in determination, picking up your pace once more before he can offer a smart remark. jiraiya smirks at you, he’s thoroughly enjoying this. not only are you pleasuring him, you also aren’t able to pleasure yourself. you try your best to ignore the severe burn in your thighs as you continue bouncing in his lap. you wish he would at least speak, talk you through it. his voice alone can put you over the edge.

the knot in your stomach returns, but you don’t have enough energy to chase the feeling. your rhythm becomes sloppy as your legs ache. riding jiraiya alone isn’t bringing you any closer to finishing. you let out a loud groan in frustration as you stop again, your hips jerking violently as your thighs tremble.

jiraiya lets you catch your breath for a moment before moving. “can’t cum?” he asks, full of amusement. he takes one hand from under his head and holds your jaw up so you can look at him. “need my help?” he chuckles. he’s making fun of you again, but you can’t bring yourself to care right now. you need him. your eyes are pleading ‘yes’ and you nod your head. he hums at your confession. 

“what’s wrong, honey? i thought you were a big girl”. a whine escapes your throat as your walls unconsciously squeeze him. you want to cry. all you want- need- is to be dominated right now. instead, jiraiya is teasing you about not being able to make yourself cum. 

“jiraiya, please”, you whisper desperately. he shushes you, opening his arms for a hug, which you immediately accept. your cheek rests on his shoulder and chest press against his large one. he wraps his arms around you, tightly engulfing your body. you can’t free yourself if you try. 

“i’ll take good care of you, don’t you worry”. jiraiya shifts, firmly planting his feet on the mattress before he’s rutting into you. you gasp at the sudden pace, fingers gripping his biceps tightly. he’s being mean, roughly snapping his hips up to meet yours. you love it so much.

“needed me after all, huh?” he asks in a cocky tone. you hum in agreement. this is exactly what you needed, him to overpower you in every way. to take over your senses and just make you feel good. 

“gonna act smart again?”, he asks. the mattress is squeaking under you. the headboard is banging against the wall behind it. you’re sure there’ll be a dent in the morning, but you can’t bring yourself to care. it just feels too good. 

jirayia’s right hand leaves a nice red print against your ass cheek as he gives it a harsh spank. that was for calling him out of his name earlier. “answer me”, he tells you.

“n-no!” you choke out. you can barely remember the question, dizzy from how good he was making you feel. he spanks you again.

“gonna keep acting like a brat?”. there's tears in your eyes. he was pounding into you so hard, so fast, so perfect. you shake your head. 

“no!”, you cry. the knot in your stomach returns for a third time. its intensity grows as jiraiya continues to hit your spot just right. you’re moaning, shaking and cumming hard before you realize it. but he doesn’t stop. he needs to teach you a lesson. he needs you to know that no one will ever pleasure you as well as he does, not even you. 

the feeling of your walls tightening around him is almost pathetic. he’s just getting started and you’re already soaking his dick with your release. you whine as he fucks you through your orgasm, your slick making him slip into you easier than before. jiraiya’s pace doesn’t falter. he’s got you right where he wants you.

“only i can make you feel this good. isn’t that right?” he growls proudly.

you can’t move, his grip on you is too strong. he wants you to remember this moment the next time he’s on the road for weeks at a time, or when you’re home alone, trying your best to feel even a fraction of how he’s making you feel right now. he’s drilling it into your brain. it hurts so good and jiraiya doesn’t show any sign of stopping. 

all you can do is take it.

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LEVISJINCHURIKI'S KINKTOBER RULES 2024

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+18 only!! MDNI!!!

hi everyone!! this is my first ever kinktober!! i will be writing one-shots, fics, blurbs, drabbles and headcanons for your fav characters all through october!! i will be writing as much as possible so please send requests for this month!!

i write for almost any character in the attack on titan, naruto, death note and jujutsu kaisen universes. this includes: suguru geto, toji fushiguro, satoru gojo, choso kamo, ryomen sukuna, yuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, kento nanami, eren jaeger, mikasa ackerman, levi ackerman, reiner braun, jean kirschtein, armin arlert, connie springer, light yagami, L lawliet, sasuke uchiha, naruto uzumaki, jiraiya, itachi uchiha, kakashi hatake, shikamaru nara, etc. (feel free to send me a dm if i missed any characters!)

i do not write: incest, stepcest, pet play, rape/non con, pedophilia (all characters are of age!!) or anything else i am uncomfortable with.

i will be making a kinktober taglist that is separate from my permanent taglist, so if you would like to be added please comment or message me! :)

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kinktober borders by: @elryisia

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last updated: december 26th, 2024

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kinktober rules + masterlist

series

cyber sex - eren jaeger

eren's favorite cam girl rewards him with some attention

insatiable - armin arlert

armin is inexperienced in every way. he’s never been on a date, had his first kiss, has never been touched… armin wants it to be with someone special. someone like you. 

insatiable: chapter two 

after accepting his request armin stresses all week trying to plan the perfect date for you

insatiable: chapter three {nsfw}

armin gets more than he anticipates when he invites you over to his apartment.

insatiable: chapter four  {nsfw}

armin is in desperate need of a distraction from his upcoming assignment. good thing you’re around to help him relax.

insatiable: chapter five {nsfw}

after you attend sunday service with armin you give him some service of your own

insatiable: chapter six {nsfw}

armin can’t pleasure himself as well as you can

insatiable: chapter seven {nsfw }

armin is sorry for being so busy during midterms week and wants to show you how grateful he is to you

insatiable: chapter eight {nsfw}

armin's innocence is slowly fading away. he can barely focus during bible study due to you corrupting his thoughts

insatiable: chapter nine {nsfw}

armin has his first wet dream

insatiable: chapter 10 {nsfw}

armin wants to make you feel good, too

insatiable: chapter 11

armin asks you to spend fall break with him back in his hometown. when asked what he’s grateful for, he has plenty to say

forever yours: chapter 1

you and gojo have been separated for six months due to his troubles. you try to juggle co-parenting your young son and moving on, but gojo makes it obvious he’s not ready to give you up on your relationship yet

forever yours: chapter 2

satoru expresses his deep regret and desire to fix things, revealing his struggle with the thought of you moving on.

forever yours: chapter 3

seeing gojo show his true feelings only makes your decision harder

forever yours: chapter 4

you and gojo start to take small steps towards mending your relationship

forever yours: chapter 5

gojo invites you to your first outing together

forever yours: chapter 6

you’re faced with questions about your relationship while trying to celebrate haru’s birthday 

forever yours: chapter 7

you decide to linger at gojo's apartment after dropping haru off. your conversation during dinner makes the air between you shift

forever yours: chapter 8

gojo thinks you're ready to take the next steps together

forever yours: chapter 9

there's tension when haru asks if you and gojo are happy together

forever yours: chapter 10

gojo surprises you and haru with a weekend getaway

open arms

after your boyfriend cheats on you, you run to nanami for comfort and he welcomes you with open arms. there's only one problem- you're pregnant

open arms: chapter 2

you feel like a burden, leeching off of kento's kindness. he assures you he's more than happy to care for you

one shots

pound me - levi ackerman {nsfw}

levi is a tender lover, but after a bad week you just want him to dominate you.

stay with me - levi ackerman

you, along with many others, are badly injured on the latest scout mission. levi tries to convince you and himself that you’ll be okay. 

enemies with benefits - levi ackerman {nsfw}

unresolved sexual tension between you and levi cause trouble in the workplace

headcannons, blurbs & drabbles

aot men at parties -  how the aot men act when they join you at a party (slighty nsfw)

how aot men kiss - request: im craving fluff tonight. can you write headcanons for how you think the aot men would kiss you? 

no nut november - request: how the aot men act when they aren't allowed to have you (nsfw)

what kind of lover they are - how the aot men are in bed and their kinks (nsfw)

jealous- they teach you a lesson after you flirt with someone else (includes nsfw audio)

sticky! - toji makes you cum over and over, leaving a sticky mess

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