#need to be in the back of the car so sugu can lay his head on my shoulder 😞😞 pls god it’s all i want.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

@catchuuu

passenger princess gojo satoru

[prettiedup]

gettin high w geto :3 ( do what you will w that info hehe)

u get me so high ୨ৎ

you’ve never been a chronic smoker, unlike your boyfriend who can’t go a day without rolling up. for him, its a requirement to smoke. he can’t start his classes without hotboxing his car first, he can’t eat his lunch without taking a few hits, he can’t even have a good nights sleep without smoking.   

even though he denies with every fiber in his body that he isn’t addicted to weed, and he could stop whenever he felt the need to. you knew deep down, his words were ignored.  

suguru is also a hypocrite. he smokes all day but when it comes to you, he tends to be strict.   

“don’t smoke. that shit fucks with your brain.” suguru told you one day when you reached for his blunt that sat in the black ashtray. you wave him off and bring it to your lips.  

he observes you from his position on the bed, right beside you, his back leaning against the headboard. as you take inhales, you could feel yourself feeling lighter and lighter. "suguru teach me how to ghost." you tell him. you were trying to teach yourself, but every attempt ended with you either simply failing or you are getting choked up on the smoke. you were beginning to get dizzy from all of your failed attempts, a clear sign that you need to slow down and drink water.  

"chill." he mumbles, taking the blunt from you. he sets it on the bedside table. he picks up a half full bottle of water, unscrews the cap, and hands it to you. you take quick gulps; you didn't realize how dehydrated you became until you seen him holding water.  

he picks a movie for you to watch. once the movie begins, he's quick to pull you beside him. in your relationship, some might assume you're the clingy one due to how stoic suguru looks, but if only they knew he's the cuddler.  

you try to tune in with the movie, you really do. but for some reason (you choose to blame it on the weed), suguru suddenly smells so good. and just his body heat has your pussy leaking. you keep throwing subtle glances in suguru's direction, only to find him intrigued with the movie he picked.  

with a sigh, you lay your head on his chest and throw your leg over his. he wraps his arms around your shoulders, hugging you closer to him. you lay still for a few minutes hoping that your horniness will settle down on its own.

you can’t stop yourself from slowly snaking your hand under the band of his sweatpants. you bite down on your lip as you past through the elastic and reach for his dick. with gentle touches, you softly grope it through his boxers.  

"babe." suguru sighs. a warning to stop? a confirmation to keep going? you don't exactly know. you respond with a soft hum as you grip his length, coaxing it to harden. 

“you do this every time you get high.” suguru tuts.  

your hum merges into a whine at his observation. “can’t help it, sugu. you’re jus’ so sexy.”  

he only lets out a playful “mhm” as he lifts his hips so that he can pull his boxers and sweatpants off. once his cock is free, you’re instantly drooling. you’re quick to latch onto his cockhead, hungrily licking up at the salty beads of precum. 

suguru’s low moans echo throughout the room as he looks down at your ass. you were arched so perfectly for him on all fours. unfortunately, with him laying down in front of you he couldn’t see your wet pussy dripping from how needy you are for him. 

his long arms reach to the hem of your panties, he blindly thumbs small circles through the thin material. soft little moans escape through your mouth as you bob your head around suguru’s dick. he is so thick, it’s almost a challenge for you to wrap your mouth around him fully.  

“c’mere, come sit on your dick, baby.” he coos at you.  

you’re quick to remove his dick from your mouth. your lower face is all messy and there’s remaining bits of drool seeping through the corner of your mouth. you scramble on top of him. you choose to do reverse cowgirl. you’re so desperate for him, you don’t even wait to take you panties off, choosing to just slide the fabric to the side. 

your head feels like it’s spinning, and you cannot tell if it’s from the weed or from suguru’s thick cock stretching your pussy to the max. when your ass smacks against suguru’s pelvis you let out a hiss.  

suguru bites down on his lip. he raises his hand and gives your right ass cheek a hard slap and follows up with your left cheek as well. “ride this dick, sexy.”  

“mmmhmm.” you already feel yourself becoming dick-dumb. you begin bouncing yourself on his thick dick, you’re so wet your pussy is already making a mess all over him. 

everything feels so hazy. you’re moaning and letting out cute mewls every time his cock brushes that spot in you that makes you see stars. 

“s’ big.” you pant. you straighten your posture, your hands come up to fondle with your own nipples. you pinch and twist them, adding more to the sensation. 

“fuckin’ squeezin’ me.” suguru groans. he tries to focus on lighting the blunt you had started a few minutes ago but it proves to be more than hard when a wet tight pussy is clinging onto him. 

“feel good, daddy?” you ask. you seek out reassurance. you want him to feel as good as you’re feeling. you tilt your head so that you could look back at him to the best of your ability. 

seeing suguru’s eyes low lidded, and a fat cloud of smoke escaping his mouth has your pussy clenching around him even tighter. arousal drips onto his cock like an upcoming wave.  

“feelin’ so good, sexy. so fuckin’ good.” he breathes out. “keep going, yeah just like that. mhm, pussy’s gushing all over me. you gonna clean your mess up when we’re done?” his mouth is sooo dirty and it has you panting out inaudible promises. 

his dick and the weed mixed has you on a different high. a high a strain itself couldn’t bring you on. 

[kitashousewife]

sunset watching

part of my summer holiday event! there is something so dreamy about just watching the sunset with geto and i just love him he needs some peace and quiet😚

pairings: geto x fem!reader

warnings: fluff, pet names, lowercase intentional, that's all!

you felt as if you had been driving for hours, even though it had only been a few minutes. windows down, music blasting, geto's hair blowing around in the wind. allowing you to pick the music, geto almost felt at ease. he finally felt like he could breathe easy.

after dinner earlier, geto asked if you would want to watch the sunset with him. of course, you agreed. you can tell how worn out he has been lately. his carefree personality has slowly diminished, the twinkle of mischievousness in his eyes that you loved so much had dimmed. all you wanted was to make things a little easier for him.

grabbing some blankets, a couple drinks from the fridge, and some bug spray, you started to load everything up in the car. the lingering summer heat almost guaranteed you didn't need to put any extra layers on.

"do you need anything else, or should i lock the door?" geto says over his shoulder, hair tie between his teeth as he begins to shut the door.

"we should be okay, don't you think? i have blankets, some bug spray, a couple drinks," looking over the contents in the back seat, you gave geto the go ahead to shut the door.

"so where should we go? our usual spots? there's a nice place in the park that-"

"actually, is it okay if we go somewhere else? satoru told me of a great spot and he sent me the pin," geto mumbles as he tries to find said pin through all of his messages. smiling, you nod back.

"that sounds wonderful."

now, you find yourself on some random backroads, geto's old SUV doing a great job climbing higher and higher through the hills. you don't recognize the area at all, but from the looks of it, you're sure the sunset spot is going to be perfect.

"it says we are almost there, but wow, isn't it just gorgeous up here?" geto shouts over the wind whipping through the windows. geto doesn't get a response from you, so he looks over. he's about to repeat himself when he finds you, head out the window, smiling as you take in the scenery. he smiles.

slowing down, geto follows the gps to the exact spot of the pin. putting the car in park, geto looks a little confused. checking the messages again, he realized that gojo sent more.

once you get there, just go through those trees and you’ll be right at the spot. you’ll know it when you see it😁

trusting his friends advice, the two of you hop out of the car. grabbing your belongings, geto takes your hand and leads you towards the trees.

“sugu, are we sure satoru’s directions are right? i don’t know how well we can see things through these tree- oh my god,” cutting yourself off, you take in your surroundings. geto chuckles at you.

this was it alright. rolling fields of green, patches of wildflowers, and an amazing valley in the distance that almost frames the setting of the sun. it was picturesque.

“this is…” you were stunned. this was something out of a children’s book. it almost didn’t feel real. following behind geto as he finds the best spot, you reach out and brush your fingers through some of the grass. geto lays out your blankets and guides you to sit on top of them. while you observe more of the area, you don’t notice geto off to your right.

geto moves, flower to flower, trying to decide which one is more like you. a blue one? maybe purple? or maybe the soft pink? not wanting to disturb any of the nature, geto notices a flower that had fallen right next to his foot. picking up the stem, he rolls it between his fingers. the soft yellow of the petals swirl together, almost mesmerizing him. geto decides that this one is for you.

“isn’t this something? we’re going to have to thank satoru for this,” geto sits next to you on the blanket, stretching his legs out. patting in between them, you move yourself to rest between his thighs. “i almost forgot. face me sweets, i have something for you,” as you turn, you see geto holding a flower in front of his nose, smiling at you.

he gently brushes his hand across your face and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. placing the stem in to rest between your ear and your hair, geto smirks at his work.

“there we go. it looks beautiful on you. my pretty girl,” geto kisses the tip of your nose, then pulls you back against his chest. sighing in content, geto looks towards the sunset.

your heart is leaping in your chest. sure, geto has done many amazing things for you; taking you to the finest restaurants, showing you the most magnificent art, treating you to the best gifts. but right now, laying against him as the sun paints the two of you in a golden glow, you feel almost celestial.

if heaven is real, it is a place with geto.

geto places a kiss to the top of your head. with each second that passes, he feels as if he is being healed. every worry, stressor, and problem he has had lately melts away in the comforting light that the last rays of sun provide. he feels lighter. he feels content.

no words are said between the two of you, but you feel everything.

protected. cherished. needed. adored.

“i am in love with you, you know that?” geto says softly, almost as if his voice would disturb the beauty around you. turning your head to face him, you grin.

“i love you more, sugu.”

geto has never looked better than this moment right here. his hair cascades down his back, a couple strands rest on his face. his eyes are bright, his spirits lifted.

if heaven is real, it is a place with geto.

facing towards the sunset once more, you pull the blanket over your legs and wrap your hands around geto’s arm that rests across your sternum.

the sky changes from blue to a vibrant orange, traces of pink scattered through the remaining clouds. the sun’s descent providing one of the most beautiful displays of color you’ve ever seen.

as the minutes pass, geto feels your breath steadying as he holds you close. he runs his fingers through your hair, playing with the ends as he looks around. he has never felt so at peace. his thoughts are blank. the only things in his mind are snapshots of you tonight. the adoration on your face, your wonder and beauty, the love you have for him almost tangible. geto smiles to himself, kissing you on the head once more. taking in the last seconds of the sunset, geto feels more alive than ever before.

if heaven is real, it is a place with the two of you together.