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18+ only for the love of all things holy
Gojo loves seeing you rip your bra off at the end of the day and abandon it to the wastes of the laundry. When you lift your arms straight up in the air to stretch and he sees the shirt tightens and molds against the soft lines of your breasts without their constraints, oh it makes him salivate. The slight bounce of your tits when you walk around his house, paired with the curves of your ass peaking out from underneath the shorts that are honestly way too short. But Gojo isn't complaining.
He catches himself staring intensely at you, shifting his gaze between his two objectives, not knowing which to pursue first. So when your back is facing him he pounces, because there is no time like the present.
"So soft," he massages the plump flesh of your ass before kissing up on your neck. Part of you satisfied that Gojo is doing this, part of you wondered what got him to be so obsessed. Especially when it's almost that divine time, your breasts are only more tender and plump, his touch only grows hungrier.
"What's gotten into you?" Amused with the way he's touching you, so focused yet languid. He doesn't seem to be in a rush, taking his time with intention, his enjoyment doesn't come for free.
"Are you serious? How can I let you go home after this? Should just move in with me."
"Don't know what you're talking about." His hands travel, leaving behind your soft cheeks to attend to the warmth of your inner thighs. He groans softly. "You're sexy, babe." He loves and he loves loud, even if you're gonna be the only one hearing him. He hasn't dared to press his entire erection between your ass, the last thing he wants is you to freak out...
"...want me toâ," "no, honey" he hisses, "let me just touch you for a bit yeah?" He turns you to face him, Satoru is flushed. Lips intertwine, hands to your hips then eventually slither upward, his favorite destination. Each pinch, each squeeze pushes you further into his alluring hold, all guards are down.
Must have been the way you pull away for a bit to tell him you love him so much, that explains why Satoru takes you by the hand to the bedroom and enjoys his meal from the back. Your face presses into the silken sheets, your arms splay across the bed with your fistfuls of fabric and your Satoru's face buried deep in your pussy and finges twirling your puckered rim. He's slow, then fast then his pace defied rhythm. His finger traces your rim slowly, not taking any attention away from your euphoric from cunnilingus alone, until he speeds up and you are torn between two pleasures.
"You're so yummy," as your holes only squeeze tighter, his pleasure is only intensifying with his fingers up in them, "you're kinda nasty babe, letting me do this to you, playing with your asshole like this," you are embarrassed, this felt kind of degrading but you love it. "D-didn't say you could~," he cocks his head, "it's okay I won't be rough. You whine a little when he replaces with his cock, how thick and warm and delicious the stretch he's giving you.
Satoru isn't counting, he doesn't care how many orgasms he can get from you. Today is about quality, not quantity, and he intends to have you for as long as possible. Even if it means all... night. With each stroke, you see stars. The way your face is shoved further and further into the mattress, he's rough but soft. Satoru is full of contradictions today.
#gojou x reader#gojo satoru#jjk gojo#gojo smut#jjk smut#gojo x you#gojo x y/n#Satoru smut#jujutsu kaisen#jjk x reader#jjk x you#jjk#nice and sweet gojo
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Every day I am haunted by the fact JJK could be amazing but it will be just idk Bleach or something
#I've seen a lot of people complaining about the fact that it's impossible to fit the ending of every unfinished arc#in the five chapters that remain for the manga to end for good#And it all just... legitimises my fear and apprehension haha#And it's a pity! It's a pity! The dynamics were so good! And yet nothing! Sukuna was so good! And yet nothing!#It was so nice how he seemed to play with the idea of transcending human categories and values but even the values of curses so to speak#Well beyond everything. Well beyond positive/creative nihilism even! He was not like Mahito#I wonder if Mahito is more a negative nihilism with a funny edge or a positive nihilism. For now it seems positive#with how he seems to have said something like 'nothing matters so we can do whatever we want and create what matters'#But Sukuna transcends all that! It could have been interesting to see how that developed in a way that wasn't just childish edginess#But no. And then there's all the idea of curses and sorcerers not being all that different#and so not really entirely possible to say one side is good and the other bad#There was the idea of the very source of powers with fear and love playing a role here in such a juicy way#And then there's the entire thing happening with Gojo as a concept and the very concepts he plays with which I could eat like an apple#but also I would let those very concepts eat at my heart as a worm inside an apple#Full of holes and rotting inside out and yet delighting at the sweetness#It could all be so good! And yet! Most of the manga is a few sketched dynamics and concepts and a very long fight with Sukuna#promising half finished arcs#WHY it could have been so good. And I don't think criticism is a matter of 'fans being spoiled! Go write your story!' or something#It's not a matter of things not going as fans would want them to be. It's a matter of not writing well#or cohesively things established by the author themselves. And I think that's a fair criticism#If we are to take manga as an artâ which I wholeheartedly supportâ#then we can subject mangas to artistic or literary or whatever you want to call it analysis. There are works that are better constructed#than othersâ and there are works that have good ideas but poor execution. And it's always a pity#In the case of JJK it's truly breaking my heart and the comments I see around about these five last chapters are not helping xD#God it could be so good. So good. And I'm not talking about in specific to meâ which yes that too given the topicsâ#but just so good in general. It could be so good. It could have been so good#And yet it's starting to look more and more like any other shonen. It truly breaks my heart haha#I talk too much#Jujutsu Kaisen#I used Bleach because I think that's one of the mangas that has been the most a let down to the friends I have who like shonen
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satoru being into edging heck yess!! I can see it, i imagine col reader teasing him from behind while giving him a nice hj and he's exasperated because he loves it but at the same time he cannot kiss her and mark her with his seed when he comes undone, not until he's just about to spill it all he takes her by a surprise and kisses her all over, all while he's marking her. He's a whinny overstimulated sensitive mess of a baby, he just wants to pamper and be pampered and loved. đđ
oh god i hope this isn't too much! if u have thoughts on this to share pls do! I love em aaa
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omg nonie.𫧠iâ
u went off HAHDJSJSJ đłđ«Ł i donât know what to say omg đ
but i guess i will add this !! somehow, col gojo always gets what he wants đ€§đ„Č
#esp w col reader đ shes too nice for him jskdnd will give in always#but i think its sweet !!! bc col gojo is also so !! whipped !! and in love !!! that i think !!!#he rlly does prioritise her needs đ„ș#sorry i keep switching pronouns too đ i write reader as female in my mind but try not to mention pronouns in my writing#so that its still more inclusive that way#also so many questions on their sex life omg đ«Ł#is it cos i dont write smut HAHAHAH that u all just have to make do w crumbs đđđ#im sorry i rlly cant write it u all đđđ#rated#n*fw#col tag#nonie.đ«§#ask#rep
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GETO SUGURU.
#i spent the whole hour trying to resist this man but i just couldnât#i liked him in the manga before he defected but the anime did him soâŠ#AHCK#LOOK AT HIM (moments before disaster)#THE WAY HIS GAZE SOFTENED WHEN RIKO CONFESSED THAT SHE WANTED TO STAY WITH EVERYONE A LITTLE LONGER#HOW SHE WASNT READY FOR ASSIMILATION#JEALOUSY IS A DISEASE#RIKO MOVE THATS MY MAN#i just cant deal with him#he was suchâŠa nice guy#if i knew him irl iâd have a massive crush on him ngl#additionally throughout the show he was always so concerned for satoru#expressing his concern when satoru has been using his technique nonstop whilst guarding amanai#and when haibara asks what treats should he bring home and he answers sweets bc itâs what satoru likes im having a breakdown#heâs so boyfriend#i love him so much it hurts to see how the tiredness in his eyes took over after what happened FUCK YOU TOJI FUSHIGURO#logically iâm not blaming anyone other than toji for what happened but some petty side of me wants to stir fry the shit out of gojo satoru#bc how the fuck did you not notice that geto was slowly losing and YOU CALL YOURSELF A BESTFRIEND YOU Bâ#im kidding ok mightâve been geto too bc he wasnât open abt it#also damn yuki for that peptalk bc my poor mentally ill man wasnât registering shit right#his slow spiral into insanity is one of the best written antagonizations i have ever read/seen and it will forever break my heart#jjk#toff.txt#đŹ;jjk
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you seem like a really kind and sweet person, just wanted to say that! I hope you have a lovely day. p.s gojo's definitely coming back fr đ
Thank you so much for stopping by to leave such a nice ask!! You're super sweet too, anon <3 p.s fr fr he's totally coming backđđ trust
#i hope you have a good day too!!#gojo simp tumblr is so nice everyone is so sweet here i love all of u!!!!#fr ill have a horrible day at work and then log in and seeing everyone gushing over our husband and being nice to eachother always#cheers me up. thank you so much everyone! đ
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"TW1TTER P0RN LINK5: PT4" â jjk men.
â cw : nsfw twt links w your favorite jjk men. afab reader. minors do not interact. ( make a request here! )
â note : kinda done with tumblr fucking up my posts, but wtv,,, comments and reblogs are appreciated!! mwah <3
TOJI FUSHIGURO / SUKUNA RYOMEN
cw: unprotected sex, creampie, size kink, fingering (4).
adores seeing the mess he's made inside of you
he's just so, so fucking big compared to his love
guess he gotta prep you nicely for both of his cocks
finally getting pounded like his darling deserves
"would you take it all?"
NANAMI KENTO / HIGURUMA HIROMI
cw: fingering, spanking, size kink.
"relax and let daddy take care of all your needs"
"ever so pretty when I leave you red"
gotta definitely brag about his new watch
ever so comfortable bent over his lap <33
another one just bc my size kink is going crazy
GETO SUGURU / SATORU GOJO
cw: riding + yourself on the shelf, jerking off vid.
always gonna make you work for it
he loves showing you off to the camera so much
little things he likes to send you when he's away âĄ
better keep that arch deep for him
"bend over and take it like the pretty girl you are"
CHOSO KAMO / INO TAKUMA
cw: unprotected sex, oral, jerking off, body worship.
eating you out oh-so-slowly and oh-so-nicely <3
pretty boy will never be able to get you out of his mind
will ask to worship you every single morning
maybe spooning it's even better than you'd think
his princess always tastes so, so sweet on his tongue
© tojisdove 2024. please do not copy, modify, translate, or repost my works on any platform without my permission.
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You're flustered and profoundly stumped on how to speak to him the next day. Satoru always comes in the morning and you're here almost every day (the grind never stops. not when he leaves you those sweet, sweet tips).
Ultimately you settle on just. Acting normal. Pretend you never did it at all.
Satoru is a reasonable guy, right?
Without thinking (too much) about it, you wave goodbye with a, "Have a good one!"
He looks at you with a frown. He does not leave.
You stand there, confused.
He stares at you some more, with those piercing, gorgeous eyes.
He clears his throat.
"...Satoru?"
"Ah-HEM." He rolls his shoulders, taking a sip of his drink. "That's not what you told me yesterday."
"Goodbye," You say, hesitantly, face burning up.
"Come oooooon," He whines, "I thought what we had was real!"
Oh my god. "You can't be serious!"
"You confessed to me, first!" Satoru sings, like a kid who thinks he's won an argument.
"You didn't have to say it BACK!!! Why would you - "
"Love youuuuu~" he drawls, far too loudly, this insufferable man.
You can't bear to meet his unreasonably pretty eyes.
"...love you. Goodbye."
"I think you mean love you too -"
"Goodbye, Satoru, my love, have a wonderful day, see you next time!" You speak loudly enough to hopefully dismiss the curious onlookers.
You spin on your heel to return to your work before you can catch Satoru doing the same, chucking all the while.
Satoru Gojo goes to the same cafe every day for his coffee-flavored confectionary beverage. You are the barista tasked with pumping his drink with the unreasonable assortment of syrup squeezes.
You don't blink at it. You've been in customer service forever. Everything is second nature to you. But you give him a look when you hand him a drink and he just starts going.
He likes to make small chat, you learn. About meaningless things - desserts, drinks, the weather - but he makes you laugh, and he laughs at your jokes, too. He's smiling every time you talk.
He's beautiful - in that way that makes you uncertain if he's really there - and friendly, and he seems a bit lonely, eager to converse.
Something tells you Satoru probably doesn't have a lot of close friends. He's rich, too, judging by the massive tips he leaves you.
The thing is, you do a lot of things on autopilot. It's just the way these things get after a while. Pouring drinks, "What would you like today?", "I'll have that out for you soon!", "Have a nice day!", all that stuff.
Sometimes, though. Sometimes. Wires get crossed.
He's picked up his drink to leave, giving you a cheeky smile and a little wave, and you tell him, without thinking twice:
"Love you, bye!"
Oh. Oh fucking hell -
"Love you too!"
#gojo is no longer leaving unless you tell him âlove you - goodbye!"#you fed a stray and now he's marching in like a king every day demanding his tithe#honestly i bet gojo would get unreasonably attached to this barista he just happens to see every day.#you're not a sorcerer who could die at any time. just a nice stranger he gets sweet treats from and little laughs in the morning#he 100% just thinks of you as an acquaintance but in reality you're the most consistent source of kindness in his life. he would die for yo#he does not know this until/unless the time comes but he totally would
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BRAT!
Synopsis. Scream it! While heâs still asking nicely, that isâŠ
Pairings. [SEPARATE] Gojo x Reader, Sukuna x Reader, Choso x Reader, Geto x Reader, Nanami x Reader, Toji x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem! reader, creampĂes, getting reader to not be quiet in bĂ©d, CĂMPLAY, spĂtting, Sukunaâs second tongue, oraI (fem rec), pĂșssydrunk boys, squĂrting, six eyes, face-sĂtting, pĂșssy-slappĂng, true form Sukuna, chokĂng, markĂng, exhĂbitionism (Nanami), vĂbrators, dp, slight voice kĂnks, pet names, swearing.
Word count. 5.9k
A/N. Love yâall, have a good leak day <3
⥠TOJI FUSHIGURO - Let it all out!
âDollâŠâ he drawls out, that tiny scar at the end of his smirk dragging roughly against your glossy pout. And when Tojiâs given nothing more than a few of your muffled, bit-back whimpers, heâs insisting - begging, âMy stubborn girl-â
Five thick fingers wrap delicately around your neck - jostling your fucked-out expression up to his greedy gaze, âCat got yer tongue?â As if to fuck the answer out of you, his hips are ramming angrily, knocking rawly into your bruised g-spot. âDonât tell me youâve been hah- fucked dumb already? Whaâs the problem, ma?â
Itâs been hours now, and Tojiâs absolutely wrecked - blood thumping in his ears, broad chest heaving with short rasps, stars bursting behind his half-lidded eyes after each sloppy thrust. And, yet, he still has enough sanity left to notice when youâre biting down brattily on your knuckles, throat tight with all those sweet moans being held back.Â
See, thatâs when Toji gets impatient.Â
âFine- be as quiet as your pretty lilâ heart desires, then.â Your eyes are widening at the mushy twitch of his rotund tip - still leaky, still angry. âWeâll see how long that lasts, anyway.â
Just that dark little promise is enough to make you keen - and heâs chuckling, âNow now- what did I say-â Those soft pads of his fingers glide up in a gentle curve towards your lips - but the way he just shoves them inside is anything but. Rounded tips constricting into the very back of your throat, âYa wanna be quiet? Then, commit to it like the big girl you are.â
Big fat tears spring up to your eyes when heâs hiking a powerful thigh up, pressurizing the ruthless pace of his achy cock even more. Bullying into your velvety walls like he was angry, knocking all the air in your lungs with every glide of his swelteringly hot head along your cervix.Â
âHngh-â you gurgle past his swirling fingers. Your nails piercing ravaged red lines where youâre gripping helplessly onto his wrist, âT-To-ah!â
Thereâs such a deafening squelch gushing out of your messy cunt when the mean digits on his free hand push down about halfway at your stomach, feeling for the branding little nudge of his fat cock. Tojiâs mouth drops in awe at the milky white coating of his cum. Dredge after dredge soiling your inner thighs, forming a creamy little ring where he was pushing his thick hilt into you over and over-
âShit-â his Adamâs apple bobs with a heavy gulp. Mindlessly, heâs falling down onto his elbows in exhaustion, bending you in half like a little ragdoll underneath him. âNâ suddenly Iâm the one speechless, doll- Hahah-â
The heavy thwack! thwack! thwack! of his still painfully-full balls make your head spin, and Tojiâs drinking in your little gasps like a starved man. Slow, languid, eyes drooping shut. âSâthis why- hngh- sâthis why my girlâs beinâ so quiet all of a sudden?â Hips stuttering forwards like he was losing control, just filthy, lusted-up little half-thrusts and drags of his length down your gummy channel. Even that was too much for his poor, overworked cock - painting your insides full with his thick, translucent precum with every swallowed-up inch. âToo cockdrunk? Too hah- full of my cum tâspeak?â
You were so close - so overstimulated - you could barely string together a sentence. And you couldnât have answered even if you wanted to - because your lovely boyfriend only rummaged his fingers deeper inside your mouth. Fuck- it felt so dirty having him fuck you like this - spitting against your lips, twitchy cock mashing deep into all your sensitive spots. Like he was reaching into your lungs - into your barely-lucid mind until you couldnât do anything but nod.Â
âMmmpf- I-â youâre managing out, the words coming out in a thick, garbled mess that makes his cock throb. âHngh- yes yes yes-â
âAwww, fuckinâ knew it.â he coos, and itâs all the warning youâre getting before two big strong arms of his haul you up. Falling back onto his muscled thighs in a sitting position - with you all speared like a slut down his unforgiving cockhead. Being bounced up, up, up your limp body nothing against his inhuman strength. âShit- fuckinâ knew it- My poor girl got fucked so good she couldnât even speak, huh?â Toji just throws his head back at the answering clench of your elastic walls, molding around each one of his ridges and veins. âHow cuteââÂ
You cower under his weighty gaze, unable to escape. To do anything other than take it when his bicep bulges around your waist, tightening like a vice. âHow so very-â Abs clenching when they ram- up- âcute-â Heâs gritting his teeth, baring you with such a sweet, sultry smile, one that ghosts the very shell of your ear, âBut why donât you jusâ cum fâme now, ma.â
You donât know whether his own words have Toji reaching his high - or maybe the sight of you does. Because all you see is black tinging your vision - then white, seeping out of the corners of your puffed-up folds, sopping a wet puddle into the non-existent space between you two.
Heâs so vocal when he fucks you through your orgasm, raspy baritone wrenching out little praises like a mantra- âYeah- yeah there we go. Louder fâme- scream it all out. I know you can do it.â
âP-please, Toji.â You donât know what youâre begging for - and Toji doesnât mind. Only pinning your body to his hulking one, holding you so close that your whimpered out moans are almost inaudible over his cushiony pecs. Babbling out, âPlease- f-fuck it feels too good hah- mâcumming- mâcumming mâcumming-â
âSuch a chatty girl, moaninâ so fuckinâ loud.â he titters. âDonât you dare hold back that pretty voice from me, mâkay?âÂ
But only when your orgasm bates into tiny tingles, only when your syrupy sweet moans turn quieten down - only then does Toji pull away. Shuffling onto his knees until his hot breath was fanning your eagerly quivering cunt, soft tongue dragging up your painted white slit, âSo letâs see if you scream twice as loud for this, my girl.â
⥠NANAMI KENTO - ShhhâŠ
âMy loveâŠâ Nanami breathes out in a ragged pant, his hot breath breezing down your spine. Arching up so sultrily when the pistons of his hips slow down, aching for more more more- âIs something hah- wrong?â
It takes you a second to raise your bleary head up from where it rested amongst all the papers on the desk, the satin of your office skirt hiking up even further when youâre rutting your hips back in a quiet tandem. âN-nothing, Kenââ your words come out hushed - hurried.Â
And oh your husband looked so unfairly attractive when he was concerned, blond brows furrowing in the middle, running one hand through his disarrayed hair, the other pulling your teary eyes up to his. âYouâre just being so-â Thereâs an experimental mash of his fat, rounded tip into your mapped-out g-spot, as if to confirm his suspicions. And Nanami grunts at the sight of you biting down on your lower lip, â-quietâŠNow now-â His thumb comes to gently pry away your worried lip from under your teeth, â-whatâs wrong?â
âSâjusâ-â you hiccup, eyes flitting to the closed storage room door. â-mâ so close nâ someone might hear. I know Higuruma also has overtime-â
Shit - youâre so far into your little rant that you donât notice the way his entire body stiffens, jaw clenching at the mention of your - and his - coworker. You can only gasp when Nanamiâs towering figure just shoves you deeper into the cool mahogany desk. One hand on your head, the other wrapped nicely around your blabbering mouth.
âYouâre right-â Nanami breathes, words tinted with a slow, dangerous purr. And it makes your velvety walls just seep a fresh gloss of your sweet sweet juices down all his long, hard inches. â-better not make a noise unless you want to get caught then, because mânot going easy on you today, darling.â
And fuck, Nanami likes to think himself a practical man - a sensible man, even. But right now all he could see was red - nothing past the way that other man had been eying you a little too closely these days, laughing at your jokes a little too loud.Â
Donât get him twisted, he knows youâd never do anything - you were his pretty lilâ wife after all, the love of his absolute soul. But sometimes, he just wanted to make you scream it out.Â
Your pretty eyes bat hypnotically over your shoulder, âK-Ken- oh!â
Only to be shut up by the furious pummeling of all his rock-hard shaft, the sheer girth of it already making you keen. Itâs enough for honeyed moans to bubble up in your throat, ticking in time with that angry pulsing of his thick tip massaging your plushy walls.Â
âShh shhh-â Nanami coos, and you feel his abs ripple from behind you when he leans his weight down, down, down to pin you even more helplessly against the desk. Those thick fingers of his cover your mouth even firmer, âWe hafta be quiet, remember?â
If he was looking for an answer, then Nanami fully and thoroughly fucks it out of you.Â
Those important documents are shuffling around everywhere, flying off the desk when youâre scrambling towards absolutely anything to keep just an ounce of your sanity. Because Nanami was hammering into you in such powerful, pressurized thrusts. Hard enough that you could feel the line of his hip bones along the fat of your ass, the circular smacks of his heavy balls along your thighs. Sure to leave marks that that sinfully short skirt of yours wouldnât cover.Â
âKen! Ken- oh my god-âÂ
All you get in response is the sudden slowing of his mean pace, until your heady moans are softening down to mere whimpers.Â
It still feels so dizzyingly good this way, having your snug hole stretch limitlessly around his girthy shaft. Knocking so deeply and thoroughly against your womb, clenching your saturated walls down with every graze of the neat tufts of blond at his hilt.Â
âWhat did I say?â His mouth comes down onto yours in a heated clash of teeth and tongue and moans. So many rasping grunts furling from out of Nanamiâs throat, spitting into your mouth, âHafta- be hah- quiet. Or else Higuruma is- gonna- hear-âÂ
And that hypnotizing push and pull is punctuated by the greedy drag of Nanamiâs thumb down your clit, spelling out little patterns. Over and over-
Thud!
âHah- I donât-â youâre startling when he hikes up a leg onto the desk, the change in angle making you all but scream out into his ravenous mouth. âDonât think I even- care anymore ah!â Every one of those syrupy sweet moans falling from your lips have Nanami hammering in even deeper, rattling the desk with his strength. âJust wanna- just want you to-â
Youâre gasping at the familiar work of his fingers on your sensitive nub - a flurry of letters all over. K-E-N-T-O-K-E-N-T-O-K-E-
âSay it.â he bites down on your earlobe. âSpell it out fâme.â
âM-mâgonna-â
K-E-N-T-O-K-E-N-T-O-K-E-N-T-O-
âScream it out, no need to be embarrassed.â
âCum!â youâre sobbing. Heaving for air when he doesnât take even a second to slow down, âMâgonna cum, Ken. Mâso f-fuckinâ close.â
His next words are murmured at the crook of your neck, dangerously above your racing pulse. Making you flinch at the sharp teeth indenting over your skin, âThen cum.â
Oh and when you do itâs like something snaps. Because all you know next is that youâre being fucked through such a delicious high. White-hot pleasure having you quivering deeper into Nanamiâs hold, dragging out each one of your peaks. Your throat feels raw, head swimming so much that you almost donât hear-
âJust the way I like you.â Leaving a lingering peck at your collarbone, âAll gorgeous and-â At the sensitive underside of your jaw, â-blissed out and-â Before youâre jumping at sharp canines sinking down into the side of your neck. Hard. Possessive.Â
It hurts - but it hurts so good that you donât even register the way Nanamiâs eyes flit to the door - slightly ajar now. Voice rising in volume when he finishes, â-mine.â
⥠GETO SUGURU - Weâll piss off the neighbors
âMmpf- S-SuguâŠâ
âS-S-Sugu-â your beloved boyfriend is just leering, his velvety voice pitched dramatically high. Shoving apart your dangling legs so burningly wide to bully that furiously shuddering hot-pink vibrator even deeper inside your insatiable cunt.Â
Heâs grinning such a dangerous grin down at you, âNow, why donât you lemme hear those pretty moans of yours like usual, gorgeous- instead of holding back?â
And all you can do is squirm around mindlessly when heâs feeding your sloppy cunt inch after smooth inch of more of the thin vibrator. Rummaging around your clingy walls so much, âCome on now-â A taunting thumb of his glides along the intensity meter - Setting 1, Setting 2. Before finally resting smugly on Setting 3. Long, dark lashes bat at you, âYouâre breaking my heart here!â
âP-please!â you sob out, before immediately worrying your lower lip shut. And Geto notices - of course, he does. The determined smirk on his face turning into something a little colder, a little more predatory.Â
âAww, my poor baby doesnât wanna speak with me.â heâs goading, leaving your plushy walls stretched full with the blissful girth of the vibrator. Letting you all but cockwarm it while heâs running a rigorous thumb over your puffed-up clit, âThaâs fine. Whatever my girl wants, sheâs gonna- get.âÂ
Getoâs sharp tongue is running lewd stripes up and down the crook of your neck, kissing and sucking on the corners of your lips as if he isnât driving you insane. As if he isnât driving himself insane. The achy, fat tip of his reddened cock kissing wetly at your glossy folds, weeping hot precum that sticks to your slit, trickling down the buried hilt of the vibrator. Oh, how he knew - had planned out - exactly how he was going to make you scream.Â
But for now, heâs only pursing his lips together, letting you babble and whine unfairly to yourself.Â
âSânot- not that I hngh!â your entire body jolts when heâs wordlessly increasing the intensity - Setting 4. Nervous eyes flitting down to where Getoâs lengthy cock was sitting prettily across your open legs, throbbing. Waiting. âJusâ the neighbors- hah- we got another noise complaint, Suguââ
He still doesnât budge, still doesnât say a word. This time his fingers are toying your finger even sloppier. Tweaking and circles lazily along the sensitive nub, making you all but scream-
âPlease- I promise-â youâre bucking your hips up for more more more. Feeling the sopping smack! of his hefty shaft come down on your skin, splattering translucent dredges of his syrupy precum all over your skin. âPromise sâjusâ that Sugu.â Shaky fingers of yours wrap around his long, inky hair - hauling him close to meet your lips, and you could feel the ridges of Getoâs toothy grin when you crack, âFeels so good- too good. Nâ- jusâ want your cock- hngh! Promise was jusâ trynna be quiet because the walls are th-thin and the-â
And then it feels like youâre being split apart, such a thick intrusion to your already filled-up cunt. Soft, supple walls being contorted around the vibrating toy - and Getoâs addition of his thick, weepy tip.Â
âSay please, then.â
Youâre so completely and utterly fucked out that you barely even hear him at first - body moving before your mind when your lips sag open. Jumbling out a mess of, âP-please.â
âHmmmâŠâ Geto pretends to think, but heâs still circling open your elastic entrance to fit his needy cock inside. Taking it slow, sensual - making sure your silky sweet walls are rubbing against each and every one of the prominent veins down his middle, the rotund end of his head shoving its way inside. âSânot ânough - how about âplease, Suguâ?â
âPlease, Sugu!â Your nails claw their way down his broad, milky shoulders - leaving red, red marks that make him groan. That make his hips jut forward in a solid, thorough thrust, âPlease- d-donât care about the n-noise complaints hah- jusâ wanna be full of all of you.â
Geto doesnât know if he can move, fuck, he doesnât even know if heâs breathing. Eyes widening, head thrown back at the slightest feeble clench of your velvety walls desperately trying to accommodate around his cock and the vibrator.Â
It takes beat - two, of him grinding in filthy gyrating motions, abs flexing when his slender waist surges forward. All the way until that divot at his tip was branding into your spongy cervix, painful, cum-filled balls sticking thoroughly against your ass. Somehow, heâs managing to roll his eyes, âD-didnât hafta hah- say that much, gorgeous.â
Thereâs a sharp flick!Â
Setting 5.Â
The heady room is instantly filled by both of your moans - so loud. Yours higher-pitched and cracking pathetically at the end, Getoâs throaty, like they were being dragged from his throat against his will.Â
Immediately, he bores down at you with a bit lower lip, eyes half-lidded, the corners of his mouth curled up in what almost seems like a smile. âGuess I better quiet down myself- hngh- huh?â he gasps - heaves - tremors of the vibrator rubbing up so deliciously at the underside of his throbbing shaft, jostling with each hastening ram into your gushing cunt. âB-because now that I finally got you to scream out fâme-âÂ
Youâre mewling when his thumb comes up uncharacteristically gently to swipe away your own lips from underneath your teeth - a habit, almost, at this point after youâd gotten a very huffy email about being too disruptive at night. Like right now. â-I donât wanâ ta hear anythinâ else. And that includes noise complaints - because soon mâgonna move ya to our own house, pretty, donât ya worry. And there-â Your forehead is branded with a soft kiss, your g-spot with a rough ram. â-you can scream as much as ya want.â
⥠CHOSO KAMO - âPlease please please.â
Choso couldnât stop even if he tried - he couldnât hold back even one of those broken, whiny pleas wrenching from his rosy pink lips. So loud, deep voice pitching up highly at the end every time the weepy divot at the very end of his fat tip reached into the spongy bottom of your pussy.Â
âBaby- please, babyââ he drags out your sweet little nickname, two of his sizeable palms coming to splay out on the curve of your hips. Just dragging your gummy cunt down like a cocksleeve, helping you ride him in easy, relentless grinds. âDoes it feel good? Tell me- does it- hah-â
His breath hitches with a sudden shudder when your fingernails dig into the side of his pale neck, using the leverage to just ram your cunt down in thorough, hypnotic gyrations.
âPlease!â Chosoâs gasping, eyes rolling to the back of his head. Youâre jostling slightly precariously on his slender hips when heâs planting two feet flat on the silky sheets to buck up, up up- âTell me- tell me how it feels, baby.â
Your fingers tighten involuntarily at the sound of his greedy beg, making him let out such a guttural groan. The sound sends shivers running along your spine, all the way down to where he was jackhammering into your ravaged cunt. Thumbing apart your swollen folds to keep them spread enough for him to bully his girthy hilt into. So depraved. Needy. âS-so good, Cho-â
It was an accident - really - you didnât even mean to let the little compliment slip. But itâs enough for Chosoâs eager cock to expand even girthier inside you, all the blood in his body rushing to stretch your elastic walls to their limits. You could feel him everywhere, molding you to the very shape of his cock.Â
âYeah? Oh yeah?â heâs hissing, craning his neck up to mesh your lips together sloppily. Languid, delirious - kiss-bitten lips smacking when theyâre sucking on your lolled-out tongue. Fuck, how he missed your voice. âTell me- ngh! Tell me more, please.â
Oh, but really - your sweet sweet boyfriend was so pretty like this underneath you. Milky skin damp with sweat, his dark eyes dewy with tears and locked on you, mouth parting open in ragged grunts. Your favorite little melody - it made the way you bite your lip stubbornly all the more sweeter.Â
Thereâs another glissading stream of his sweltering hot precum coating your inner walls, sloshing around in a syrupy slow rhythm inside you. âPlease-â Heâs crying out again after a few more branding smashes into your bulging g-spot - lips wobbly as if he was on the verge of bawling without your voice. âWanna hear your sweet moans, yâknow? Sâmy f-favorite song-â
And you swear your hulking boyfriendâs mouth was upturned into such a pretty pout at that very second, soft planes of his hands caressing up and down your bent thighs. You canât help but hum, making his head feel so lightheaded with that teasing quirk of your lips.
Or maybe it was the way your fingers clamped down tighter around his neck, sure to leave a perfect array of bruises from your splayed-out fingers. Jerking him even closer- âFine- open that mouth if you love my voice so much.âÂ
Youâre barely even finishing the sentence before his jaw slacks open, tongue darting out - just in time to catch the steady glob of syrupy saliva you spit out. Right onto the middle of his tastebuds, Chosoâs immediately slotting his mouth against yours in an even greedier mess of a kiss.Â
âDidnât think you- hngh! like my voice that much, baby.â youâre humming, letting him hurl into a frenzy of powerful mashes into your g-spot. Some missing - drawing long, eager glides of his rounded, thick head along your cervix. âI like yours too, yâknow. So much.â Leaving a lingering drag of his jutted-out bottom lip between your teeth, âSâwhy I ah- hngh- held back- love hearinâ you.â
And oh, every honeyed word of yours goes straight into twitchy cock, pulsing painfully into your mushy walls. Curving upwards so deliciously, Chosoâs hold on you tightens - enough to draw blood, you might think, had he not cut his nails just earlier.Â
Heâs fucking upwards into you so solidly hard - feverish drags of you down his massive length only getting rougher and rougher until he couldnât-
âDonât do that, silly girl- mm- canât live without hearing those cute moans of yours, mâkay?â Big fat tears gloss down his sharp cheeks with how stimulated he was right now, and you could feel the weighty shifting of his balls. So tight they almost felt like they could burst. âSo be loud. Be as loud as possible fâme- tell me how it feels, how you ah- want more- a-and-â His fingers now cup your face, leaving all the laborious duty down to his frantic hips. Yet, Choso didnât mind - anything that let him glide a thumb along your spit-glossed mouth, tugging out your bottom lip from where you were trapping it between your teeth, â-and say my name.â
You do - and itâs just about all you can manage out when youâre leering down to bite on Chosoâs sensitive earlobe. Exactly where you knew would make him shiver the most, rutting up animalistically to bounce you up even deeper, âThen cum fâme, Cho.â
And he thinks he will - fuck, at the sound of his name rolling off your saccharine sweet tongue he couldnât hold back even if he tried. But not before teasing a hard roll of his thumb along your clit, âF-fuck you little- ah! You first, since youâve been hah- holdinâ out on me. Nâ this time-â His glinting eyes narrow, sharp canines bared in such a viciously fucked-out grin that it makes you clamp down - hard, â-youâre gonna be the one hngh- crying out, babyââ
⥠RYOMEN SUKUNA - CHATTERBOX!
Now, usually when Sukuna had you all splayed out like this - your trembly thighs balanced on either side of his head, puffy pussy lips so sopping wet it made his mouth water - he knew youâd let out a few pretty noises.Â
A mewl when his hot tongue laps up the syrupy juices sopping from either side of your slit, a moan of his name when all he does is card the very edge of his soft muscle between them. And finally - finally - his favorite, a whiny beg for, âP-please, Kuna- no more teasing!â
How cute.Â
When you miss the first - he doesnât think much of it, instead too engrossed in thumbing apart your swollen folds, admiring the way your greedy cunt was already glistening and winking down at him so sweetly. Spitting a fat wad of his saliva right on the bullseye of your entrance. When you miss the second, heâs concerned, humming a raspy growl at the back of his throat while wrapping two plump lips around your throbbing clit.Â
And when you miss that last one - oh, now youâre gonna get it.Â
Smack!Â
All give digits of his thick fingers come down hard on your hovering pussy, sliding a glistening syrupy wet sheen down to his wrist.Â
âSâthis boring to you, woman?â the famed king of cures spits his words with a low, threatening rumble of his sculpted chest. And itâs all you can do to throb, whirling your glassy eyes down at his half-lidded, darkened gaze, âAnything else youâd rather be doing right now?âÂ
Youâre shaking your head deliriously - but thatâs not enough for him, of course.Â
Thereâs another oozing little throb from your cunt - rewarded with another branding smack! across your sensitive clit. âDonâ wanna use your big girl words, hm?â Sukuna raises a brow, still holding such dangerous eye contact with you when he hollows out his cheeks, long tongue lolling out to make out with your pussy. âFine then- letâs let this cute pussy speak for herself, hm?â
Thereâs only a drawn-out, sloppy squelch ringing through the heady air when he lays his tongue flat across your glossy lips. Just teasing around the very edge of your gushy entrance before the very tip of him dances up, up, up.
âHngh!â youâre gasping at the feeling of him grazing over your clit in a sultry push and pull - and the sudden wetness of something else swirling around your syrupy sweet hole. âWh- is that-â
âShhh, didnât ya wanna stay quiet, brat?â Sukuna cuts through your words, velvety coo making you just arch down harder to drag your slobbering cunt all across his eager face. And where that mean mouth of his was teasing you, his other - larger - tongue on his stomach was picking up wherever left off. More, even. âSo shut up and let this pussy talk, why donât ya?â
Ah, it was impossible to escape him. Two big beefy hands were steadied firmly around your quaking thighs, hauling you right onto his swallowing mouth, grinding you against his jaw like his favorite meal. Youâre being bounced, almost on top of him - his other tongue driving you insane.Â
Reaching all the spots you couldâve never even imagined. Arching into you almost as deftly as his cocks, bullying past your puffy lips and into every bulbous areas of your sensitive spots. Fucking you so thoroughly-
âHey-â Thereâs another reminder - one of Sukunaâs free hands planting a solid smack onto the very bulge of your elastic walls around his tongue. âThink she said sheâs getting close- Almost didnât hngh- catch it âcause youâre being a bit too hah-â Heâs craning his thick neck back in for a messy kiss against your clit. â-loud-â Again. And again and again- plump smirk glittered with all your sweet sweet juices. â-dontcha think?â Smack! Youâre whining in response, drunken hips pushing down as if to shut him up, âSâlike you want to hngh- moan fâme. If you wanna then why are ya being so- fuckinâ- stubborn.â
And fuck, you were so far gone that Sukuna almost didnât expect a response. Half-lidded gaze locked on the trickle of drool slobbering down your slack mouth, eyes bleary, soft whimpers barely even audible over the sinful squelches! from down below. You were so loud, so drippingly wet in each one of your noises that it has him running his free palm over the outline of his aching cocks.Â
âB-because-â your wobbly voice makes his fat tips just gush out in thick ribbons of precum, seeping through the fabric of his decadent yukata and onto his fondling palm. âFelt embarrassing- the position a-and hah! got nervous Iâd be too whiny or somethinâ, KunaâŠâ
âThat so?â Sukuna simpers, voice a little more silky soft than before. And the gentle smack! on your cunt reads as more fond than punishing, âStupid brat- ya think Iâd be like this if I didnât like your pretty noises?â As if to prove his point, the two hands on your body ride you harder down his mouth. Sloppier. More depraved. âNervous for what- sâjusâ me, yâknow?â Tonguing back teasingly over your glossy clit, his eyes just bore into yours. Baritone vibrato pulsing down your achy pussy, âAnd I love every lilâ thing you do, my girl.â
His guttural moans are still echoing from the very base of your cunt when you cum - so hard. Violent, even, that Sukuna has to wrap his strong arms around you to keep you from escaping. Itâs all your poor pussy can take. Waves of pleasure taking you away. Gushing and gushing so hard-
âSh-shiiiit-â Sukuna utters - and itâs only then that you realize just how much youâd cum, quivering hole letting out bursts of your syrupy sweet slick. Just coating the entire lower half of his face, his cheekbones, down to his pecs in everything youâd squirted.
And while his lower tongue still laps at your honeyed juices, letting each bead slide down the muscle. He licks his lips with a sigh, âLetâs ask this gorgeous cunt if she can do that on my cocks now, too, hm? Nâ this time- ya better scream fâme.â
⥠GOJO SATORU - Shut up.
âSweetheartâŠâ
âSatoru.â
âNo-âÂ
Maybe it was the way your sorry boyfriend was just aching to hear your sweet sweet voice moan around his name, maybe it was the way heâd been spending hours already groveling and worshiping your body. Or maybe it was the way your clingy walls just pulsed all around his weepy cock, squelching in a way that makes him salivate.Â
âI told you, my girlââ he soothes out in an almost-whiny tone. Pressing an overly-wet peck at your forehead, your nose, on either side of that scolding pout on your glossed-up lips. âIâm- sorry- Iâll listen to whatever hah- gossip about your favorite show next time just please-â
Two rough hands rest at the globes of your ass, purposefully jostling your fucked-out body to face him - he wasnât letting you escape any time soon.Â
Thereâs the slow, lingering squelch of Gojo rolling his hips forwards in such a dizzying tandem. Shoving you further and further up those expensive silken sheets at the hotel suite heâd booked for tonight - all for his little apology.Â
âI s-see that lilâ smile-â heâs grunting, forcing two fingers around your face to look right into his greedy gaze. âAww, come on- wontcha forgive me? Mâbegging here- begging.â And when youâre still keeping your mouth stubbornly shut, heâs throwing your limp legs over his broad shoulders. Running a syrupy slow circle over your neglected clit, â-promise I wonât fall asleep next time ya hah- t-talk my ear off.â
You have to admit that every saturated glide of his throbbingly fat tip has your jaw slacking further and further. Honeyed moans just bursting behind your lips, heâs stretching you out so sinfully.Â
And, yet, it was so fun to see the strongest all broken down like this - eyes drooping almost closed, pouty lips with a glistening sheen of spit, little whimpers sounding at the back of Gojoâs throat every time heâs knocking right into your bulged-out g-spot. It drove him absolutely insane to see you purposefully hold back your pretty moans.Â
âNo no no no no-â heâs frantically prying away the knuckles youâre biting down deliriously on, trying to ease out those soft little whimpers and mewls. âMy stubborn girl.â Pecking lingeringly at your lips, âWonât you just scream- fâme-â
With a singular, jutting slam! of his hard hips against yours, youâre just keening - because Gojo was just crashing angrily against your poor g-spot. No longer teasing grazes and glides along your soppingly wet walls, just daring you to beg for more as you always did.Â
No, he was pressing into your g-spot with ferocious power, muscles rippling across his hulking body when heâs sliding his fat cock back, back, back- Only to reel all the way forwards, the very curve of his globular head curving thoroughly against your sweetly sensitive spots. Again. and again. And again and again-
âAh!â youâre scrambling up onto your elbows, connecting your forehead with his own. âSâtoo-â
You didnât know what you were going to say - to have him beg more- to have yourself beg for more? But whatever it was clings to your heavy tongue when youâre raising your head up to meet your boyfriendâs.Â
Because oh you knew that flushed, blank expression on his face, the slight crinkle of lightning at his eyes. This fucker-
âWhoops.â Gojoâs grinning, not a drop of regret in his words. âGuess I mustâve hngh- accidentally used six eyes when I-â Another nudge of his rotund head against your g-spot, only picking up in pace. Only plugging you full of his deep, grinding inches - fucking you so thoroughly into the mattress that you could hear the bedframe creaking in protest, your own cunt squelching ravagedly. â-hah- fuck this cute pussy. But heyâŠâ He leans his face even closer, that infuriating curl of his lips only growing, â-I donât hear ya complaininâ now, do I, sweetheart?âÂ
âEspecially when mâruining you right-â Splaying out all five of his long, pale fingers across your stomach - drawing an invisible line where he was branding the imprint of the very top of his length into the bottom of your pussy. â-here?â
Fuck, he had you exactly where he wanted you.Â
âY-youâre so-â youâre managing to gasp, eyes narrowing as he leans in even mockingly closer. But you canât hide the slutty bliss in your tone, the way you tug and tease his soft, snow strands. â-so infuriating, yâknow. I shouldnât even hah- be lettinâ you off the hook this easily.âÂ
Heâs moaning twofold, like the sound of your voice electrifies him. Hefty shaft twitching with each piston, painfully tight balls just clenching so painfully. âYeah- hahah- yeah, isnât it because you love me?â
The entirety of his body shivers when you lock your legs tightly, bowing his body even closer to stick to yours. âItâs because-â you purr, batting your lashes so sultry. Spitting against his lips, â-youâre such a pain in the ass, Toru.â
And then heâs cumming - and cumming and cumming so hard that Gojo doesnât have the time to be embarrassed. All he can really think about is the syrupy slow slosh of his seed painting inside your gummy walls, shooting out in thick dredges.Â
You giggle, eyeing down at the puddle of cum and saturated slick oozing down your thighs. Leaking out of your weepy slit, âHehâŠfor someone that wanted me to hngh- s-speak up so much, you sure are weak, Toru.â
The second roll of his nickname on your tongue is enough for Gojo to be gushing out another wave of potent cum into your snug channel. Hissing, heâs swiping at the creamy ring forming around his hilt, pooling the mess on the large pads of his fingers before-
âMaybe sâbetter when you-â Bullying them between the seam of your mouth, heâs swirling around your hot tongue. â-donât speak.â Your answering glare is enough, âJ-just kidding!â
A/N. If yâall need me Iâll be in my prayer circle manifesting for a Gojo comebackâŠ
Plagiarism not authorized.
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Passing out in the middle of sex w/ the JJK men
Incl: Gojo, Geto, Nanami, Toji, Sukuna, Choso
Contains: fem reader, stomach bulge (geto's), rough sex, teasing, dirty talk, fluff, comfort, oral (f!receiving), multiple positions, hair pulling, masturbation, sugar baby!Toji, Virgin!Choso
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Gojo:
"Fuck- take my fucking cock baby, take that shit-" Gojo groaned in your ear, his hands gripping your hair, right against your scalp, as he gave you the meanest fucking backshots, bullying his fat cock into your cunt.
Tears streamed down the sides of your flushed cheeks, soaking into the sheets your face was pressed into. Gojo's body was hunched over yours, his hand pressing into the sheets on the side of your body, giving him the perfect leverage to keep himself up while he fucked you nice and deep.
"Sa-toruuu-" You cried, your moans coming out strangled and choked from the way his cock was assaulting your sweet spot so deep inside you. "What is it? Talk to me, baby." Gojo cooed, sucking in a breath through his teeth when he felt your cunt clench tightly around him as his tip hit a particularly sensitive spot inside you.
"S-slow down p-pleasee~" You tried to beg, the words spilling from your lips being barely distinguishable from how slurred they were. Gojo giggled, followed by his hand gripping your hair tighter, making your scalp ache. "I dont think I will..." Gojo cooed, pretending to pout when you cried harder in response.
"You were rubbin' all up on me, interrupting my phone call with Nanamin because you wanted my cock so bad. Now you're cryin' about how it's too much?" Gojo said, scrunching his eyebrows at you in faux sympathy. "Nah, you're gonna take it, sorry mama I really am." He finished, emphasizing his words with a harsh thrust into your cunt.
Your hands dug into the pillow you were holding on to for dear life as he sped up his thrusts, rolling his hips just right so he was obliterating your g-spot, making you see stars in your vision. You tried to beg and cry for reprive, but Gojo was not listening at all, his hand shoving your face harder against the pillow instead as he silently told you to shut up and take it.
Gojo's cock always made you see stars and feel dizzy, but something was different this time. Your vision started to trickle more and more with those fuzzy black dots as he fucked you closer and closer to your orgasm, your eyes struggling to stay in their sockets as they rolled back continuously in your head.
"You cumming baby? You just got so much tighter, fuck!" Gojo groaned, his hand letting up on shoving your head down slightly so he could lean back and rub your clit with the hand that was holding you up. The sneaky thing slinking between your legs and rubbing quick circles against your bud caught you off guard, resulting in a loud cry being ripped from your lungs, making Gojo laugh as you spasmed on his cock, your orgasm taking you by surprise as it wracked your body with tremors.
You opened your mouth in a silent cry as you came, and before you knew it, you were out cold. Your arms going limp under the pillow, your eyes rolling back before they shut completely as you blacked out. "F-fuck-" Gojo hadn't noticed that you passed out, only seconds after he felt your cunt spasm around him, he released your head and placed his hand on your ass, gripping the fat as he pulled out of your pussy, his other hand immediately wrapping around his cock, jerking himself off hastily as he groaned through his orgasm, hot ropes of cum landing all over your ass and back, as Gojo decorated your skin so prettily with his seed.
Your body still trembled in your sleep, but your breathing had evened out. If not for Gojo's hand on your ass, you would've fallen on your side completely. "Shiiiiit, so fucking pretty." Gojo laughed through the last shocks of his orgasm, wringing his cock out over your ass as he made sure he painted your skin with every last drop of his cum.
"You're so quiet baby, you alright?" Gojo asked, tilting his head to the side as he tried to get a better look at your face. Usually, you whined or something when he came all over you, the sensation of his cum on your back making your body jolt in surprise--something. "Baby?" He started to get worried, tucking his cock into his sweats quickly he leaned over you, his hand sliding up your body.
The second Gojo wasn't holding you up anymore, you collapsed against the sheets, your chest rising and falling steadily as you slept. "Oh shit, came so hard you passed out?" Gojo smiled softly, scooping your body into his arms effortlessly. Gojo relaxed when your head tipped limply against his naked chest, your breath tickling his skin. "Maybe I did go too hard, sorry baby~" Gojo cooed, kissing your forehead.
"Alright~ Upsiedasiesy~ Let's go get you cleaned up you drama queen." Gojo smiled to himself, lifting you off the bed as he carried you to the bathroom to clean you up all nice so you didn't wake up a sticky mess in the morning. You were already going to beat his ass in the morning for not listening to you when you told him to slow down, it was the least he could do. Satoru listened to you during sex after that. For the most part.
Geto:
Geto had you in the meanest mating press, your legs over his shoulders, body folded over on itself as he leaned his large frame over yours, slowly but roughly fucking his massive cock into your cunt, stretching you out. Geto was obsessed with watching your eyes roll back in your head each time he thrust his dick to the hilt inside you, his ego swelling each time your face scrunched in painful pleasure from the sheer size of him.
"You feel me in there baby? Feel me in 'ur fuckin' stomach?" Geto groaned, his hand sliding between the two of you to press harshly against your stomach, feeling his cock through your pelvis. Your eyes shot open in alarm, the feeling of his cock being ten times more intense as your g-spot was now forced down to meet his cock.
"S-suguru d-dont press there!!" You tried to tell him, your hands around his neck digging into his skin, sure to leave angry red marks all over his back from your nails. "Su-suguuu!!" You cried. Each time he pulled his cock out and fucked it back inside you it felt like your guts were falling out, your body molding around him when he thrust back inside as he made room for his stupidly large cock.
"But it feels so fucking good-" He groaned, pulling his lip between his teeth as he felt his cock thrust inside you from the outside of your body. "Cmon sweet girl, look~" Geto grabbed your arm, pulling it off of his back, your nails scratching his skin in the process as he let up the pressure of his hand on your tummy, placing your hand where his once was before he pressed his over yours, returning the pressure as he made you feel his cock through your skin.
"You feel that? I'm so deep huh?" Geto cooed against your lips, feeling your rapid breaths tickle against them as you basically hyperventilated from how intense it felt. "Y-yes I feel it- fuck!" You whined, your head tipping back into the pillow, your eyes rolling back in your head, your lids following, shutting around them.
Geto kept your hand pressed there as he leaned forward, sucking hickeys into your neck, his hips fucking faster into you when he felt like your pussy was loosened enough. "Ah- ah- ah-" He fucked short, desperate cries from your lungs with each thrust, your fingers tangling in his long hair, gripping against the strands for dear life.
Your legs ached from the position as he pummeled your cunt, giving you deep thrusts as he pulled his cock out almost entirely before thrusting it back into you. "Sugu- It's too deep- too much-" You cried against his ear, your face only flushing redder and redder the longer he fucked into you.
"Shhh, you can take it, just let me give it to you princess, let me fuck you like this." He whispered back, his breath tickling your neck as he spoke, his lips going back to suck against your neck as he disregarded your words. You cried on his cock all the time, complaining about how it was 'too much' but you never meant it, always complaining and asking why he stopped when he actually did slow down, so why would it be any different this time?
"N-no Sugu reallyyy- t-too much-" You tried to whimper out, your eyes squeezing together tightly as the pressure in your stomach became too much. The pleasure was overwhelming, and his weight pressing against you was overbearing, your body couldn't take it anymore. Your jaw dropped in a gasp right before your body went limp, your mind going completely blank as you passed out, mid stroke.
Your hand loosening in his hair and falling limply against the sheets was all he needed to know something wasn't right. Within seconds of you passing out, Geto pulled his head back from your neck to look at your face, noticing how relaxed it was as your head laid to the side against his pillow. He stopped his thrusts completely, his eyebrows raising in surprise as he let your legs fall from his shoulders, his hand caressing your cheek.
"Baby?" Geto spoke, shaking your head softly, your head jostling limply in his hold. He pulled his cock out of you that instant, his thighs straddling your hips as he cradled your face in both of his hands, shaking a little harder as he tried to wake you up. "Cmon pretty, wake up for me." He mumbled to himself, tapping his fingers against your cheek.
He sighed in relief when you stired awake, gaining your consciousness. "There you are." He smiled, his cock still throbbing hard pointing upwards as he crawled off of you, sliding to the side of your body, running his hands over your cheeks. "You passed out on me baby." He explained when you looked at him slightly confused, your face instinctually leaning into his touch.
He lifted your body with ease from under your arms, making you sit on his thighs, facing him. You leaned forward onto his chest, your shaky body absorbing his body heat. "Asshole..." You mumbled into his skin, wrapping your arms under his, your hands resting on his back. His cock twitched when it was pressed against your stomach, but he did his best to ignore it. "I told you it was too much." You chastized, hiding your face in his chest as you blushed in embarrassment, you cant belive you actually just fucking passed out during sex.
"I'm sorry baby, I didn't know you were serious." He said, trying to hold back his giggles as he soothingly rubbed his hands over your back. "Asshole, asshole, asshole, asshole." You repeated, one of your hands sliding out from his arm to weakly slap at his naked chest, your blush only growing deeper. You wished you would pass out again to excape how embarrassing this was.
"I know, I know. I'm an asshole." He agreed, pressing his lips together as he looked down at you fondly as you took your anger out on him. He knew you were embarrassed, so if this is what made you feel better so be it. The fact that he was still hard only added to your irritation, your face feeling as hot as the sun as you smacked him harder, "Pervert, pervert, pervert, pervert." You groaned, your chant switching between the two.
"I'm sorry, I can't help it." He laughed, squeezing tightly around your body, pressing your arms flush to his body so you couldn't hit him anymore. You blushed furiously and helplessly against him as your body was restrained by his sheer strength. "Are you okay baby? Seriously." He asked, tipping his head to the side as he looked at you, his hand stroking over your head. "I-I'm fine." You blushed at his sudden demeanor change.
"Good, also I think we might want to establish a safeword from now on." He added, your eyes darting around the room as he leaned down to press a kiss to the top of your head. You hummed in agreement, still trying to recover from the massive hit to your pride passing out had done to it.
"Let's get you cleaned up, yeah? I'll run you a bath and make you some tea, okay? Sound good princess?" Geto asked, his large hands running over the expanse of your back, making your body relax against his unconsciously as you nodded against him, feeling your eyelids grow heavy with sleep.
Nanami:
"Mmm..." Nanami moaned against your clit, shaking his head back and forth along your folds while he sucked your clit between his lips, his tongue flicking against it in his mouth. "Fff-uck!!" You cried, your thighs squeezing around his head as he ate you out like a man starved.
Your hands dug into his hair tightly, your nails raking against his scalp to ground yourself, Nanami's long fingers curled right against your sweet spot inside you, his quick thrusts only adding to the already loud squelching coming from between your legs, making the tips of your ears turn red in embarrassment. You fought your head to stay down, looking at Nanami, you didn't want to miss the sight of your gorgeous husband eating you out.
It's not like it was a rare occurrence, Nanami ate you out every single time before the two of you had sex, but it was a sight to behold every single time. You never got tired of the sight of his lidded eyes staring at yours, the entire half of his lower face covered in your slick, his usually uniform hair being strewn in every direction as you ruffled the strands, your hands pushing his bangs out of his face to get a better view of him.
One of Nanami's hands was pressed between his body and the bedsheets as he jerked himself off while he ate you out, unable to ignore the throbbing pleasure in his cock he got from tasting you. He stroked his cock to the pace of his fingers inside you, trying to mimic the way your cunt felt around him.
"Oh fuck- Nanami right there-" You moaned, your jaw dropping in a small o when he sucked your clit just right, his fingers stabbing into your spot simultaneously, causing the most delicious pleasure to wrack through your body. Your back arched as you pressed Nanami's head agaisnt your pussy, keeping him in that exact spot that had you seeing stars. "Fuck don't stop- k-keep sucking my clit I'm gonna cum-" You gasped, your words coming out breathily as you threw your head back, your eyes screwed shut from the pleasure.
Nanami groaned into your folds, his hand jerking faster over his cock when he felt your cunt pulse faster around his fingers. "Nggghhhh-" You whined as the pleasure took over your body, your thighs snapping shut around your husbands head as he continued to suck your clit into his mouth, his fingers fucking into you as he worked your though your orgasm.
Your body jerked forward, hands digging into his hair as you cried out his name as you felt your release squirt into his mouth. Nanami drank up all of you hungrily, his tongue lapping at the base of his fingers when you started to come down from your high, his adam's apple bobbing as he greedily swallowed up all of your cum.
"Good girl, good fucking girl." Nanami groaned against your clit, his voice coming out hoarse. You whined as his fingers continued thrusting inside of you, his hand still jerking quickly over his cock. You thought he was going to stop after you came, but you quickly realized after trying to push his head away to no avail, that that was not the case. Nanami was in one of his moods, and he was not done eating your pussy quite yet.
"Fuck- Ken waitttt- It's sensitive Kento-" You cried, your hands pushing at his head harder, trying to get him to let up. His hand that was jerking himself off shot out from under him to grab at both of your wrists, pushing them off of his head as he gripped them over your pelvis, his eyes shooting daggers at you.
You whined, your body thrashing and jerking in oversensitivity as he kept fucking you, continuing the same rough pace as before, your poor clit being assaulted by his ruthless tongue as he battered at it. "Oh g-oddd-" You groaned, your face scrunched in the overwhelming pleasure as he fucked you quickly towards another orgasm.
You thought the black dots that started to speckle your vision were because of your impending orgasm, but you would be sorely mistaken. Your entire body tensed before it relaxed against the sheets, your head fell back against the pillow, your hands loosened in Nanami's hair, and your thighs relaxed with the rest of your body as you fell unconcious.
Nanami's eyes were screwed shut as he shook his head back and forth, but they peeled open when he noticed how your body relaxed at once. He was met with your peaceful-looking face as your body laid slack agaisnt the sheets. He quickly raised from between your thighs, wiping your cum from his mouth with the back of his hand he reached over you and caressed your face, calling your name repeatedly.
It didn't take much for you to come to, you were only out for maybe a total of thirty seconds. You awoke to Nanami's body hovering over yours, his flushed face staring at yours with concern. "Hey there." He smiled when you fully opened your eyes. The first thing you noticed was how sore you felt between your legs, your face scrunching in discomfort.
"I'm sorry, that was too much wasn't it?" Nanami immediately apologized, his face softening as he caressed your sleepy-looking face. "I- I didn't know I was going to pass out, I'm sorry." You replied, looking away from his gaze. Sure, it did feel intense, but nothing more than you haven't felt before.
"Don't apologize sweet thing, it was my fault, I should be more careful. I got carried away." Nanami said honestly. Your shaky hands reached up to wrap around his neck, pulling his face down to meet your own. His lips met yours in a soft kiss, full of love and compassion, before you pulled away, looking at him with a red face.
"I'm okay, It's alright Ken." You reassured, rubbing your fingers over his undercut, making him practically purr. He sighed in relief before his body was pressing against yours, his arms wrapping under your body. "You had me worried. Never passed out on me before." Nanami spoke into the crook of your neck, pressing light kisses into the skin there.
You giggled, wrapping your arms tighter around his neck, keeping him tightly against you. "Kento." You spoke after a couple seconds, making him hum into your neck. "You're really hard. I can feel it on my leg." You whispered, blushing at your own words. Nanami cleared his throat before he spoke, his head pulling up from your neck to look at your face, "Ah, sorry. Ignore that, I'll go take care of it." He said, the tips of his ears turning red.
You pulled him back down towards you when he tried to get up to take care of his little problem. "That's not what I meant." You said, looking into his eyes while you bit your lip. "I uh... I'm up to keep going if you want. You haven't even put it in yet." You said, running your fingers up the back of his head, sending goosebumps down his spine.
"I don't know if that's a good idea..." Nanami said softly, trying to ignore how hard his cock twitched in his sweats at the proposition. "Ken I'm okay I promise. Please? I want you inside me." You whispered, wrapping your legs around his hips. Those words were all he needed to hear. Looking between your bodies before he pressed his clothed cock agaisnt your cunt, he looked back up at you before he spoke, "Are you sure?"
You humped your hips up to meet his as you nodded, "I'm sure, please." You said once more, moaning softly when his tip bumped against your sensitive clit. With a sigh, Nanami leaned forward, hovering his lips right above yours, "Alright... I'll be careful."
Toji: cw: toji keeps going after you pass out, breeding kink
"Dirty fuckin' girl, pussy is fuckin' swallowing up my cock," Toji growled, yanking your hips back to meet his, his heavy balls slapping against your clit roughly, making you whine in painful pleasure. You arched your back, throwing your ass against him to meet his thrusts, your hands against the sheets holding yourself up giving you the perfect leverage to fuck yourself on his cock.
"Fuck Toji- Harder- give it to me harder-" You begged, biting your lip as your eyes crossed at his cock pounding against your g-spot, his fat tip absolutely obliterating it. "Anything for my favorite client~" Toji groaned, smirking at your shameless show of your need for him, his hips pulling back further as he fucked all 8 inches into you faster, pulling out to the tip before he bullied it back inside you.
"Ohmygoddd-" You whined, your cunt gushing around him as he fucked you just how you liked, his hands sneaking under your body to rub at your clit, adding to your pleasure. "How's that feel mama? Am I giving it to you good? You like when I fuck you hard like this?" Toji cooed, groaning through his words. You fucking loved how filthy his mouth was.
Toji wasn't quiet outside of the bedroom, but he wasn't exactly a man of many words. During sex, however--this beast of a man got pussy drunk on you quick every single time, the feeling of your familiar tight, wet walls around him never failing to make his lips loose, filth spilling from his lips without a second thought the second they popped into his fucked out head.
"Yes T-toji, feels so good- you're s-so deep-" You whined back, feeling tears start to well up in your eyes. Toji groaned at your words, his finger rubbing faster across your clit, his movements becoming sloppy as your words worked him up to no end. Toji would never admit it out loud, but he had a major praise kink. He could feel his cock leak pre-cum every time you told him how good his cock felt inside you.
"Yeah, pretty girl? Feels that good? You fucking love this dick huh?" He babbled, sucking air in through his teeth when you clenched around him. "Yes Tojiiii, love it so much- fucking love your dick- g'na make me cum-" You cried, your words coming out slurred. Toji loved how easy it was to make you cum, your body was so sensitive to his every touch it drove him up the fucking walls.
"Good girl, this fucking dick loves you too." Toji laughed through a groan. "'M gonna cum with you pretty girl, where do you want it, hm? Where do you want my c-cum? he added, feeling his cock twitch inside your cunt with his impending release.
"I-Inside inside please- cum inside me-" You babbled, the upper half of your body falling against the sheets as your arms gave out. Toji's body chased yours, his hands planting on the sides of your body on the bed as he humped his cock into you, his fingers not letting up on your clit as he rubbed small quick circles into the little bud.
You felt so dizzy with his cologne filling up your nose with his proximity. He hooked his fingers into your already open mouth as he gave you hard, deep thrusts, fucking you both toward your orgasms. "Yeah? Want me to fill you up? Cum deep inside your tight little cunt?" Toji groaned against the shell of your ear. "Might knock you up, bet you'd like that though huh? Bet it makes you feel all hot jus' thinkin' about it, can feel your pussy tryna' milk my cock right now." He babbled.
You didnt even have time to respond before you were gasping agaisnt his fingers, your eyes rolling back in your head as his cock fucked your orgasm out of you, his hips rolling into your ass, the tip of his cock massaging against your sweet spot so perfectly, making your eyes roll back in your head. "Oh shit- so fucking tight-" Toji groaned as you came around him, your pussy spasming around him.
You severely underestimated how hard your orgasm was. Barely three seconds into it and you were blacking out, your arch falling as you fell limply against the sheets, Toji's hips chasing yours as he continued fucking into you with reckless abandon. "Oh shit, did'ya pass out, pretty?" Toji groaned, his hands pressing into the sheets next to your body as he continued humping into your warm cunt, his eyes taking in the sight of your relaxed face.
"Shit-" Toji laughed, feeling a whole new wave of arousal wracks through him, "You don't mind if I finish right? 'M so fucking close~" He cooed at you as you breathed steadily against the sheets, your cunt still sucking him in as tightly as it was while you were awake. Toji smirked as he picked up his pace, his cock pistoning in and out of you with loud squelches. "Yeah, you don't mind. Such a good girl for me, always so fucking good." He praised, feeling himself on the edge.
"Fuck- I'm cumming princess, gonna fill you up just how you w-wanted. Sorry, you're not awake to f-feel it. There's gonna be so fucking much." He babbled, his hips losing their rhythm inside you right before he came. Your body jostled limply as he used your cunt to get himself off, his hips stilling agaisnt your ass as he shot rope after rope of his hot cum inside you, groaning loudly through his teeth as he did so.
"Yeah take that fucking load- goddd. Suck me so good even when you're out. Heh." he huffed out a laugh as he rolled his hips agaisnt your ass, making sure he gave you every last drop of his cum. He let himself relish in the feeling of your warm walls spasming around him for a few seconds longer before he pulled out, his cum chasing his cock as it dripped out of your tight hole, dribbling down your pussy.
Sitting back on his heels, he scooped his cum up with his fingers before he shoved them inside you, making sure his cum stayed nice and deep in your pussy. "Guess I gotta wake you up now, huh?" Toji said to himself, his eyes taking in how peaceful you looked. "Time to get up sleeping beauty. Daddy needs his payment." He said half joking as he crawled up your body and slapped your cheek softly before following it up with a gently rub, trying to wake you up.
Sukuna: cw: heian era true form sukuna, monsterfucking, rough sex, cervix fucking, degradation, stomach bulge, misogyny if you squint, squirting, semi-soft Sukuna at the end
"That's the best you can do? Your reputation does not precede you, I thought you could take cock with no problem, hm? Should I have chosen someone else?" Sukuna teased, pouting as you struggled to ride his massive cock, your hands jerking his second cock in tandem as you tried to bounce on the other.
Sukuna had never picked up a girl from a whorehouse before, but with your reputation running rampant across the village he resided in about how well you supposedly took cock, he decided to give it a shot. He was only teasing when he said he should've chosen someone else. You were easy on the eyes, and he would be lying if he said he didn't love watching a pretty girl struggle on his cock.
Usually, he would be fed up with this slow, weak pace, but he was in no rush today, so he decided to have a little fun with you. "I've n-never taken someone as big as you m-my lord." You whined, your hands squeezing around his tip harder when his cock hit your cervix painfully as you sat down on it.
"No? Is that why you're being such a crybaby?" He asked, tilting his head at you as he watched fat tears roll down your rosy cheeks, mixing with the sweat beading on your neck. His eyes watched how your tits bounced as you rode him, only taking in about half of his cock as the whole thing proved to be too painful.
"Fuckkk-" You groaned, ignoring his words as you tried to focus on taking his cock the best you could. Sukuna sat back agaisnt his throne, two inhuman arms spread over the armrests on his throne, two placed on your thighs, his long nails digging into your thighs as you rode him.
The slow pace was annoying, sure, but it was doing something for him to watch your face twist in painful pleasure as you fucked him. "L-lord Sukuna, P-please, a little help please-" You whined, feeling your legs start to ache from riding him for so long, your stomach starting to cramp from how deep he was inside you.
"How shameless." He tsked, "We just met, you fuck me at the pace of a snail, and now you dare to ask me for help? What terrible manners." He chastised before his strong hands pulled you down against him completely, his cock fucking into your cunt as deep as it could go, his tip knocking painfully against your cervix.
You cried out in pain, the sound sending blood rushing to his cock, a sinister smile spreading across his face as he watched you writhe on top of him, your hands leaving his second cock to press over the bulge in your tummy, your jaw dropped in awe. "It's deep huh? I can see it poking through your skin." Sukuna growled before his hands slit to your waist and used the leverage he had there to fuck you on his cock like his own personal cocksleve.
"S-sukunaa!! L-ord Sukuna p-please! It's too much!" You cried, your hands grabbing his thick wrists as he fucked you at an inhuman pace--fitting. Sukuna looked at you almost disgusted, confused, you couldn't tell through the tears blurring your vision. "What a selfish girl." He growls. "I thought you wanted help? But now it's too much? Make up your mind, dumb woman."
You could do nothing but cry and scream as he impaled you on his cock. You've never felt anything like how you were feeling right now, it was so intense. You swore the second you walked out of here, you were going to go straight to the infirmary to check if he had punctured your stomach open, because it sure as hell felt like it.
"And now she can't even talk, how pathetic." Sukuna tsked, looking at you with a face full of disappointment. You could barely register the small sinister smirk spreading across his face before you felt the reason for his demeanor change on your body. Looking down you saw a mouth the size of a small child had manifested on his stomach, and a thick tongue was poking out between the lips to lick at your pussy.
"H-huh!?" You yelped in surprise when the tongue battered harshly against you, sending sparks through your tummy. "Surely you'll be able to move your hips now, hm? This spot here makes women so sensitive." Sukuna cooed, watching how the tongue on his stomach emphasized his words by trying to focus on your clit. The attempt proved to be a little difficult from the size difference of your small clit to his tongue, but you seemed to be enjoying yourself nonetheless.
"Wait- w-wait please p-lease wait-" you cried, the feeling of his tongue quickly becoming overwhelming. The cock not inside you was dripping pre-cum all over the outside of your tummy, the appendage having a strong curve as his tip was being rubbed against your skin. Before Sukuna could spew more mean words, a clear liquid was being sprayed across his abdomen, making his eyes open in surprise.
Sukuna had never seen anything like it before. The liquid dripped down his cock, and all over his abdomen, some of it even landing on the stomach mouth as he lapped it up greedily, tasting the liquid. While Sukuna was still taking in this new sight, your body collapsed limply against his chest, his hands freezing in place as he looked down at your smaller frame agaisnt him, breathing peacefully unconscious as if you weren't currently tending to him.
"You're kidding me," Sukuna growled, the prominent vein in his forehead popping out as he ran his hand through his hair, sighing at the current predicament. "Human women are so weak." He sighed, continuing to rake his eyes over your frame as you slept without a care in the world against him. "I have no interest in fooling around with a sleeping person. So boring." He said, his lip raising in untinerest.
His cock was still hard inside of you, his mind still replaying what had happened moments before you passed out so selfishly. How could you expose him to something like that then pass out? He wanted to see it again. His eyes studied your face, and after some time he found himself thinking you looked almost cute.
He didn't recognize the feeling, chalking it up to amusement as one of his large hands rested on your lower back. his eyes finally looking away from your frame as he looked around the empty room around him. "You better wake up soon, girl. I'm not done with you." Sukuna growled, relaxing against his throne as he waited for his little plaything to awaken.
Choso:
"Fuck- oh god this feels so good-" Choso cried, humping his big cock desperately and sloppily inside your cunt. Choso was a virgin prior to your interaction now, and you had somehow convinced him to let you take his virginity from him. You had always been attracted to the half-curse, so you thought this was a brilliant idea.
What you hadn't accounted for, was the possibility that this innocent man had a horse cock between his thighs. Choso had thought there was something wrong with his equipment when you stared at his cock like it was something foreign after he pulled it out of his pants. "I-is there something wrong?" He had asked insecurely.
Your eyes merely dragged up to meet his eyes slowly, the awestruck look still on your face, your jaw dropped in a small o shape as you stared at him incredulously. When you told him his cock was the biggest you'd ever seen, he looked almost confused, proceeding to ask you if that was a good thing. Choso clearly had no idea how big he was, and he definitely had no idea how to use it.
He was so oblivious to how much damage his dick was currently doing to your pussy. You briefly taught him how to stretch you out on his fingers, but even as thick as they were--they did little to prepare you for the girth and length of his cock. You bit your bottom lip as you tried to conceal your moans, trying your best to instruct Choso how to fuck you correctly.
His reckless, sloppy thrusting did feel good nonetheless, but you knew with a cock his size--that it could feel even better if he fucked you with some sort of a technique. "C-choso- a-aim your hips up when you t-thrust inside me," You whined, your hands reaching down to grab his hips and pull them towards you, trying to give him some direction. "L-like this?" Choso asked, thrusting into you at a new angle, the tip of his cock pistoning straight into your sweet spot.
You sighed out in sweet relief at how good it felt. "Yes~ Fuck yes, right there Choso, keep fucking me right there, just like t-that," You praised, your eyes rolling back in your head as it fell back against the pillow. You allowed Choso to have his way with your body as your relaxed against the sheets.
It was a smart move on your end to suck Choso off and make him cum once before he fucked you, he was lasting longer than you thought he would for a virgin. "God- It's so tight. Is it always this tight?" He asked, staring between where the two of you were connected, beads of sweat rolling down the sides of his face.
"Mhmm- y-yeah." You answered, only half listening to his question as he fucked you just right, his fat cock hitting all the right spots inside you. "It's so warm too... I love this, I love fucking you like this. I- I don't want this to end." He babbled honestly, quickly becoming pussy drunk as his eyes searched for yours. You looked down at him, meeting his desperate, puppy-like gaze.
Smiling at his sweet face, you placed your hands on his cheeks and pulled him towards you, your lips grazing against his. "Me neither Choso, keep fucking me. Your cock feels s-so good inside me." You whispered against his lips, resulting in a whine from the dark-haired man before you pressed your lips to his, swallowing up all his gasps and whines.
He kissed you sloppily, but his beginner technique felt good as he tried to copy you, licking into your mouth, and tangling his tongue with yours. "This feels good," He pulled away to moan aginst your lips before leaning back in to continue making out with you.
His honesty made you hot all over, you don't think you've ever been with a guy as verbal and sweet as Choso. "So good Cho, you're doing so good." You groaned against his lips, seeing stars behind your eyes each time he fucked his cock inside you.
He pulled back from the kiss as he placed leaned back on his heels, pulling your thighs over his as he fucked into you in the new position. This position allowed his cock to fuck straight into your g-spot, making you cry out loudly for him. "Holy fuck-" You groaned, your eyes rolling back in your head at how intense it felt.
Choso groaned at your response, his face heating up at the feeling of your walls squeezing around him tighter at this new angle. While the curse took in how your body moved and bounced under him, his eyes latched onto a small pearl-looking thing right above the hole he was fucking into, the bead being covered slightly with a flap of skin.
The sudden urge to touch it came over him as he reached out for it, "Can I touch right here?" He asked. Before you were able to look down at what he was referring to, you felt his thumb on your clit, the pad of it rubbing along the nub with pinpoint accuracy. The added sensation of him touching your clit made you scream out for him.
The fact that this half-curse had manifested less than a year ago, was currently losing his virginity, and had found your clit with such ease, better than most people you've had who weren't virgins and had been alive for however many years-- sent you spiraling. "Fuck Cho w-wait-" You tried to warn him it was too much, but it was too late.
Your vision went blurry and your head spun as little black dots clouded your vision before you blacked out, falling unconscious in the middle of him fucking into you and harshly rubbing at your clit. "H-huh?" Choso stopped moving when he looked down and noticed your limp body. He called out you name, and to no avail, not even a twitch of response from your out-cold body.
He stayed inside of you, frozen in place as he tried to think of what to do. "A-are you okay?" He asked, his hand shaking the side of your body gently, your body jiggling with his touch. "I don't know what to do..." He mumbled, looking around the room like the walls would come to life and give him guidance.
"Hey, you okay?" He repeated again, leaning over your body to shake your face, his cock still snug inside you. You winced and groaned as you came to, your eyes cracking open once more. You were met with Choso smiling softly at you, looking relieved. "You fell asleep. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do. Are you okay?" He asked, keeping his hand on your face, rubbing the sweat from your skin.
"Fuck... Choso I'm sorry, I bet I scared you huh?" You said apologetically, your hand cupping over his as you rubbed the back of his hand. Choso pouted before he responded, "Don't be sorry, I was a little startled, but I think that was my fault." He said, a light blush dusting across his cheeks. "Does that normally happen?" He asked, tipping his head at you.
You laughed, your hand caressing down his arm. "Not usually no, it's definitely never happened to me before, you're dick is just too good Cho." You giggled, watching how embarrassed he got when you said that. "I-I don't know." He said, looking away from your face in embarrassment--he really was oblivious.
"No?" You teased, purposefully squeezing your cunt around his cock, making him hiss at the sensation, his eyes fluttering shut. "Why don't you fuck me some more, hm? I'll tell you all about how good your cock makes me feel." You whisper teasingly, your hand coming up to stroke his cheek, pushing his stray hair away from his face.
"Is that okay?" He asked hesitantly, "What if you pass out again?" Choso swallowed all the saliva in his dry mouth, feeling himself throb inside your walls. He really did want to keep going, but he was afraid of you passing out again. "It's okay, just take it easy, and maybe don't touch my clit for now." You added, laughing, making him blush as he nodded in understanding.
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MATCH MY FREAK ?! â
đâ feat. toji, gojo, nanami, geto, choso. ranking the jik menâs freaks ân how nasty they are.
warnings. fem! reader, unprotected, overstim, choking, dumbification, dirty talk, first time squırt, size kink, spıt kink, mommy kink, lactation fantasizes, finger sucking, fıngering, brÄeding, praise, humping, manhandling, nıpple play
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TOJI FUSHIGURO â
the nastiest â doesnât have any shame whatsoever. with toji, all he ever has to do is have you bouncing on his lap over and over.
that annoying everlasting slash of a scar runs down the right side of his lip as his attentionâs focused on some old western movie. âmhm, there we go. milk me or whatever,â and you pout. heâs not paying you any attention on purpose. one hand of his grabs onto your waist, another gripping his empty beer can. glancing down at your sloppy cunt, he snarls. âyou sure do love makinâ a mess, huh. look at this,â and you moan, feeling him bring both hips of yours to an abrupt stop. as his heavy cockâs still plummeting into the velvet of your cunt, he lifts you up a few inches. âall this cum goinâ âta waste. so sad,â and you shudder, watching as he swipes a thumb against your dribbling entrance. his own seed oozes out of you and he smears it, dragging a bit onto the print of his thumb. âmy, my. nice ân fresh,â and with doe widened eyes, you watch as toji licks his finger clean. you felt yourself throbbing immensely, and then he gingerly wraps a hand around your neck. âdonât just stare, girl. yâer gonna get a taste too. open nice ân wide, goood.â
as youâre harshly jerking back and forth, hearing the raucous groaning creaks of the sofa rock continuously, your mouth sags opens. toji dangerously leans in, one hand knuckles deep into your slobbering cunt before he pulls it right back out.
âfuck, baby look at how sloppy you get,â and he swivels his fingers inside before removing them, gathering a nice amount of his dribbling cum. toji looks at you with a with a haughty expression, so obedient. mouth all open, needy breaths falling out, you couldnât have been any more perfect. âyeaaah, curl that tongue up ân tell me how i taste.â
once he places two thickset digits inside of your mouth, you suck them clean whilst still moving against him.
your moans were now muffled due to his digits being shoved into your mouth â coating his thick fingers with your glistening, slick saliva. âmphh,â you whine, feeling his free hand creep down between your pried open thighs. tojiâs staring at you with murky, hooded eyes as youâre still creating feverish friction. your tongue curls around his fingers and you savor the honeyed taste of his own cum swashing inside your mouth. you couldnât describe the taste, bittersweet.
it was an entire mixture of bitterly sweet, almost no taste at all as the seconds past. tojiâs big hand grips your cunt before he gives it a nice squeeze, watching your eyes roll back.
âgod, yâr so fuckinâ nasty today, canât even watch my movie without giving my girls some attention, huh,â and with his entire wrist, he spanks your cunt raw. âespecially her, yeah you,â and his eyes flicker down at your sobbing pussy, not even staring at you anymore. âlook at her tryinâ to talk back. too soaked though, shame.â
ât- tojiiii,â you pathetically purr out, the swatting smack against your folds giving you whiplash. as you attempt to speak, his fingers get pulled out of your lips, a long slimy-like trail of spit following and he glares at you. âgonna c-cum again.â
âyouâre gonna be a messy girl when i tell you to be, baby,â he reminds you, and you could practically feel the milky ring forming around his base. from between your thighs, itâs so filthy.
sticky, each jolt you do on his lap by making haste with your hips has you feeling the stretchy strings of your own juices to his sloshing back and forth together. itâs filthy, you even have the audacity to try and sneak a hand between your thighs, hoping to touch yourself but he smacks it away. âgirl, please. letâs not even go there.â
âbutââ
âbut nothinâ. bend over,â and with a blink of an eye, youâre tossed on your back. you gasp, his quick movements barely giving you time to comprehend anything. first you were on his lap and now you were on all fours with your ass up in the air. you whimper, feeling him spank your left cheek before spreading it open.
with two broad hands, he dips his long tongue into your hole before cleaning out his cum with a single slurping lick. he wasnât even fazed. you moan, shuddering from the stimulation and youâre oh so sensitive and he only makes it worse the moment he starts sucking you, cleaning you out from the back.
âaw, shaky are we? stay still, gotta clean you up silly girl. this cum doesnât come for free.â
SATORU GOJO â
satoruâs always been kinky â especially with you. one of his favorite things to do is to convince not only you but himself that heâs not a bottom. in the end, your hips always prove him wrong though.
reclined way back, he watches as your body grinds up and down against him, bouncy.
he groans gruffly, countless slender fingers grabbing ahold of your waist. your bodyâs movements were always so unpredictable, giving him a run for his money. âah, âs fuckinâ good, baby. ride me jusâ like that, yeah. mhmm.â and you could hear the bratty strain in his voice. he huffs, snowy white strands sticking to his forehead like glue. your sopping wet cunt had a few loose strings of residue cum clinging near the crevices of your thighs and sticking to his. he just couldnât get over how wet you were. satoru was heavily flustered, driving such thick inches into you. as heâs trying to keep up with his maddened pace â despite you doing all the work, you whimper from the outstretched girth. he reaches that spot and it messes you up every time.
fuck, itâs as if each thrust makes you feel him mold out your walls ten times more. heâs so big, the lazy curve on his cock had you feening for more. and if it was anything about satoru, itâs that he just wouldnât stop talking. a blabber mouth, whining for you to go faster while at the same time, whining for you to go slower. âmake up your mind, âtoru,â you tease him, a slight tremor in your own voice. his heat entangles with yours and itâs so good.
the fervor, its steadily arising, mixing both individual pleasures as you grab onto his hand. a myriad of fingers intertwine amongst each other as you lewdly rock your body into his. god, itâs only been a few minutes, just a few minutes of yet another round and his eyes were already going back. so far back that you noticed the sexy flicker of white in his eyes paint his sockets a eerie new color.
ây- your hips, oh fuuuuck,â and heâs just slumped against the velvety sheets, feeling his heart beats pulse right through his ears. itâs loud, almost like a deafening beat to some sort of song. satoruâs jaw tightens as youâre preparing to milk him again for the third time. heâs panting like a dog before he suddenly spanks your ass. âmhm, baby,â he stammers out, meeting your gaze right away. you stroke his cheek, spotting the tiny pout pressing against his lips. panting laboriously, his lungs never felt more full. with a heaving sigh, he grabs your neck. âdo that thing again, pleaseplease.â
you tilt your head, playing dumb. âdo what?â
he groans, feeling his cock twitch inside from the sweltering warmth of your heated heat. taking a second to swallow, he huffs. âthe thing, yâknow,â and his white brows contort into a sheepish furrow. itâs adorable, itâs almost like heâs too embarrassed to say it. âs- spit in my mouth again, baby. wanna .. taste you.â
âfine,â you tease, wrapping a hand around his throat. heâs got the smuggest grin and your hips were gonna wipe it right off. satoru groans, watching you inch yourself closer, skin against skin, body against body, itâs so hot. with the way your cunt mercilessly drags itself against him, he felt like he about to melt. you gently scrape a thumb over his bottom lip, still rocking into him rigorously. âopen your mouth, pretty boy.â
âheh, yes m- maâam,â he swallows, getting turned on by your sudden authority. his dick pulses inside of you, curving all through your gummy walls with such intensity. heâs feral. satoru opens his mouth and you lean in, gathering a fair wad before watching it trickle down. he whines at the sweet taste of your nectar, feeling your fingers wrap around his throat and heâs just voluntarily wearing it like a necklace. âharder, choke me h- harder.â
scoffing, you tighten the grip around his neck and he moans. itâs a slutty moan, the kind of moan where itâs almost pornographic. âyouâre such a brat,â you roll your eyes, almost forgetting heâs buried fat inches deep into your swollen cunt. your hips slow down its pace after a while as youâre still being your hips back and forth and he whines at your languid tempo. you give him a teasing smile, panting yourself before nibbling on his chin. ânot satisfied, âtoru?â
âmhm, no. even i could do better than that, baby,â he cheeses a grin and you lean in to kiss him. he grunts in your mouth, wet tongues sloppily sliding in sync and harmony. your hands start to wander near his bare chest, pinching his nipple and he groans. âh- hey! you kinky bitch.. heh do it again.â
SUGURU GETO â
suguru getoâs the nastiest eater. it goes without saying. if he wants a taste, heâs gonna eat. doesnât care what time of day it is, the meal between your thighs was always his favorite, hands down.
âs- suguuuu,â youâd breathe out, feeling each of your lungs ready to collapse. your breathing continued to become unsteady within each lewd second that passes. heâs nose deep, eating you out like a starved animal - saliva everywhere. it drips down the cracks of his lips and past his chin. your felt your voice go dry like the sahara as heâs stuffed right between your thighs. but with geto, more than anything, he loves eating you out whilst youâre still wearing panties. âfuck, âs sensitive still, suguru.â
âgood, baby,â he rasps, flicking his tongue against the fabric, tasting against your pulsating clit. and oh, his flicks, as brief and thorough as they are, they turn sloppy. geto slurps you clean, treating your pussy like actual food. heâs so pretty too, lengthy long hair flowing down his broad tense shoulders. with your legs spread all out and open, you grab onto his hair, shoving his face closer against your heated core. âyeah, fuck my face. grind this nasty fuckinâ cunt againstâmmphhh.â
heâs rudely cut off with how your pussy gets right into his mouth and his plump lips latch onto your arousal. thereâs a cunning smile stretching against his lips and he finally peels away your pretty panties with his teeth, to the side.
you taste so sweet, his nose eagerly prods its way against your sopping wet slit, swiping the tip of his nose up and down like a credit card. you loudly whine, a familiar shakiness returning to your voice before your throat grows parched once more. âright there, p- please. donât stop sugu, fuckfuckfuckkk.â
and your little cries only made him so much harder. not only did they make him hard but they fell on closed off ears. geto huskily grunts into your cunt â the timbre vibrations making you twitch into his mouth. he tastes it on his tongue, feeling you shiver right onto his tastebuds. as youâre drenching his chin with your wetness, he laughs right on your pussy. âcâmonnn, baby. if youâre gonna pull on my hair at least do it right,â and heâs being cocky now. the grit in his voice turns you on and he reaches down to give his hardened cock a few pumps. spitting on the entrance of your cunt, shooting you a sly grin. âoh. whatâs with the pout? i gotta pull my own hair?â
âs- shut up suguru,â you whine, feeling his hot breath fan against your clit. youâre so sensitive and you feel your back starting to arise, arching itself.
âmake me, baby.â
and he chuckles before eating his words, eating your pussy, nearly gulping at the taste as his tongue swiftly maneuvers crazed circles against your stretched opening. youâre so wet that he could literally drown between your thighs. youâre dragging his face against your cunt and his smirk falters a bit the moment he feels himself close himself.
âs- shit,â he dryly laughs, giving your clit another chaste kiss. a cobwebby string of your translucent juices stick against his mouth as if its adhesive, sopping wet and sugary sweet. heâs nasty with his tongue, devouring you whole only to spit it right back onto your weeping pussy. âyeah, fuck my face, girl. donât be shy, i like when ya get rough.â
not before long, you let out a shrilling orgasm, your vocal chords ripping raw as you gush all on his face. geto pats your pussy as if heâs telling it, telling it, telling her, âgood job.â he hums, giving it a final indecent suck before getting up. heâs lingering right over your twitching, defeated body, gawking at your dumbed down state before leaning in to kiss you.
his body, ripped and rough - tatted and burly, grinds against you before he slips two fingers inside of your pussy. âtaste it,â he whispers, and you part your lips, throwing arms over his shoulders before relishing in your own juices. you were so dumb from him eating you out that it took you a while to realize he wanted you to kiss him, taste it that way. it was all on his tongue, once bitter now sweet and you take both of his fingers so easily. geto kisses you sloppily, exasperated breaths pouring into each mouth before he bites your lip. âturn around. wanna try a new position.â
âw- what position?â you heave, staring at him as youâre still breathless.
geto rolls his eyes, flipping you over himself. âthe one where i put those useless legs of yours over your head. chop chop, girl. wanna test out that flexibility.â
CHOSO KAMO â
âjust .. lie back like that, mhm,â heâd coo, and you moan the moment heâs pressing his weight up against you. choso was warm, but his touch was even warmer. preposterously, his headâs spinning along with the mirroring subtle beats of his heart as heâs watching you flop down on your back. âm- may i?â he almost whines, so impatientâleaning in to nibble his teeth at your laced bra. you give him a nod and he almost moans. choso starts to feel a lake of saliva pool its way into his mouth as heâs now face first between your tits. his favorite girls, besides you. âso thirsty, âm gonna drink for a little.â
choso loved your breasts.
he also loved pretending milk would come out of them every time he latched his lips around your perky nipples.
âthey always look s- so pretty for me.â he swallows the invisible lump in his throat, eyes peeping up at you. you give him a sheepish smile, holding his head upright and thatâs when he shifts. choso grabs a nearby pillow, propping it right underneath his growing boner. softly, he unstraps your bra, letting it fall looseânot even bothering to fully take it off. it just hangs. as he gets a pillow, your brow raises before he starts to suck.
âf- fuck, âcho,â you whine out, feeling hot cloudy puffs of breath collide against your skin. youâre so sensitive, feeling a bit of teeth clash against each nipple. you could hear him breathing through his nose, irregular shattered breaths, slurping against each neglected tit. âthatâs it baby, mhm, good boy,â and you feel a bit of movement. glimpsing down with blown irises, chosoâs resolutely humping the pillow he brought between his legs. heâs whining, trying to bring attention to his heat but oh, the friction only makes it worse. he whimpers and whines with your tit in his mouth, lolling out his long tongue to savor your heavenly taste.
ângh, m⊠mommy,â he babbles out, and heâs never called you that before. that was new, you felt your pussy throb behind your panties before he starts to ramble again and again. whenever heâs drunk off of you - heâs so talkative. âs- so good, âs sweet,â he grunts, his thrusts against the pillow turning more sloppy. itâs so hot that your skin practically sticks against the satiny sheets. and with choso, heâs just so fucking loud.
he canât help it. heâs a whiner, straining his own voice at the expense of your syrupy taste. pretty sable lashes flutter against your skin as heâs still slurping each tit. he lowly groans, both hands wrapping around them both - gingerly fondling with each one. choso made sure to give each one all his attention, strands of sheeny crisscrossed drool trickling down past his lips, past his chin. âyouâre beinâ messy, baby,â you hum softly, feeling him lean into your touch as you lift his chin up. a toothy love-drunk smile tugs against his lips as he stares up at you, reaching down to touch himself.
âs- sorry,â he hiccups, the speed of his hips accelerating. choso could barely even last because as heâs still got a mouth full of one of your luscious mounds, he gasps. itâs sharp, his breath gets stolen the moment he feels a certain dampness. it starts to coat the middle part of his darkened boxers, clenching his teeth in awe. âoh, ohmygod, âm cumminâ, fuck.â and itâs so quick, heâs practically thrusting his hips into the pillow as if heâs actually fucking you. as heâs humping the pillow, heâs also humping your leg a bit, rutting back and forth until he whimpers. âs- shit, mommy âm makinâ a mess, fuuuuck me.â
as heâs still making out with your breasts, he glances at each nipple. all swollen and wet from his saliva. chosoâs eyes almost roll back as heâs making a mess of himself, flustered entirely at the thought of cumming just from sucking on your tits. âmommy, huh?â you tease, running a thumb down his undercut as he buries his face into your chest. oh, heâs embarrassed.
âi.. i didnât mean to call you that, âm sorry,â he grumbles, his voice almost inaudible with the way heâs just stuffed between your breasts. heâs still greedy though, licking and lapping his own shimmery spit that glissades down the crack of your chest. âsoso sorry.â
âitâs okay,â you gently pull up his head, making him stare at you. heâs got a little pout, pretty pink lips curling into a downward scowl. âaw, you wanna suck them again, huh, choso?â
with a defeated nod, he sighs. âyeah, but- i just came ân i made a mess,â and your eyes peer down at his boxers with the faint grey stain exposing itself. so cute, choso lets out a tiny vexing puff of air before rubbing his neck in shame. ây- you made me cum jusâ from suckinâ on you.â
âdonât worry, âcho,â you purr, bringing him back toward your chest. your touch â so warm, heâd love to just stay like this forever. in your arms, sucking on your tits with the dumbest grin on his face, eyes closed. your words tenderly eased its way into his heart before you lie back, exhaling a drowsy sigh. heâs staring at you and he looks hungry, even still. chosoâs panting, hovering over you so close that you feel the outline of his flaccid cock rub up against your thigh. âoh, you want more, donât you?â
ân- no i want you,â he whimpers with a slight head shake, sprawling your legs apart. your eyes briefly widen at his gentle touch, feeling a few slender fingers ghost against your slavering cunt. choso kisses your right tit one more time, inching back up toward your face. âp- please.â
NANAMI KENTO â
with nanami, heâs a freak in private.
after coming home from a long day at work, he just wants his pretty âlil wife. even a bonus, your sweet cunt that never fails to milk him dry every single time. âwoah, love. donât run from me, hey,â and his voice couldnât have been any more smoother. you moan, feeling each stroke pivot its way so righteously into your soaked core. nanami watches with a coarse glint in his eye as youâre clinging onto the red-velvet sheets. your hands, they bawl within the fabric and youâre creating fists, not once releasing its tightening grip. his hips, they were simply hypnotic.
youâre feeling the stretching curve of his cock jackhammer into your drenched folds with such cinching effortlessness. mewl after mewl dies out of your throat as heâs making your drooling pussy beg for mercy. âdonât run, âm not done givinâ you a good fillinâ sweetheart,â and you could feel his hot cum pour its way out of your clenched hole. heâs already came inside beforeâbut now, it was so much that itâs starting to spill out. dripping down your thighs and his favorite part is to just fuck it right back in. itâs so messy, youâre moaning out his name again and again as if itâs some catchy mantra. âatta girl, take it. taaake it.â
and you whine, your face practically being shoved into your pillow. softly though, the cottony fluff gets caught in your mouth and you let off a choking sob for more. âken, mhhh, kento,â you croak, feeling him grab your wrist, pinning it behind your back. oh, he always knew how to fuck you just right. youâre a mess and heâs always liked whenever his women was a bit sloppy. you were never a match for his hips, albeit they struck you deep. his fat cock ruthlessly delves into your cunt even deeper thoughâchurning up your insides, having you clench around him tight. your spit-slicked lips kink up into a ghostly âoâ and you feel yourself about to break yet again. ânot gonna last again, âm gonna cum, âkento, fuuuck.â
âcâmon, wifey. wanna f- feel you,â he huffs, piercing the pearly edges of his teeth into your the left blade of your shoulder. blond strands of hair run down his face. itâs shiiiiny, tears of sweat pouring down the edges of his forehead. you whine before feeling nanami take a brisk moment to wrap his tie around your wrist, having you in a secure firm grasp. âmhm, good girl. so good, fuck back against me, milk me sweetheart. uh huuuh.â
everythingâs so sloppy, not just his hips but your pussy too. you gasp, feeling a sudden coil within you snap.
nanamiâs got you arched over, tongue lolled out and eyes rolled back. just what he needed after a eight hour shift. your cunt always brings him the relaxation he needs, he could just live in it. you could barely even speak a proper sentence without a babbling cry wrenching out of your piteous vocal chords. âkento, i- i feel like âm gonna,â and you pause, another sharp gasp exiting out of your lungs. your lungs shake, teeth shattering and ears ringing before you feel a sudden gush. its impact has you delirious â you shake violently on his cock like a crazed animal before your jaw dangles open.
nanami groans, his own cock twitching inside before he realizes what happened. he hums, slowing his jagged hips down before caressesing your ass. he takes a moment, letting off a phew before relishing the sight of you bent over and on all fours for him. âoh, my oh my,â he murmurs in a soft gruff tone. its gruffness underneath makes you throb at least a million times. youâre an entire mess, spasming underneath him with his own heat sticking against yours. inches fucking deep, he brings a plump padded thumb towards your swollen cunt before leisurely pulling out. with a pop, heâs finally out of your sticky, greedy pussy. youâre drenchedâclenching around nothing now and you canât help but pout. as youâre still coming undone, he stares in awe at how youâre just coating the sheets entirety with your new sweet. youâre spraying out still as the seconds by and he canât help but hum, a tender feeling waning its way into his heart â and an even more tender feeling warming its way between his legs. âmy love, i didnât know you were the squirtinâ type.â
your chest slumps back into the mattress from the literal nirvana you felt and you moan in ecstasy. with your orgasm still making its appearance, you feel a compacted tightening sensation within you snap.
it feels so good, soso good that your visionâs currently mainly made up of splotches of achromatic, bland colors. everythingâs hot. dementedly, you shake underneath him before you feel his hand ghost down your spine. âk- kento, iââ
âshhh, letâs not speak right now, my sweet,â he shushes you, and you moan at the feeling of his fingers leisurely smearing your own candied juices back into you. your body couldnât stay still and youâre just left there with your mouth hung open - brows curling together at the straight euphoria you just endured. âletâs hear what my other girlâs got to say,â he hums, and before you knew it, youâre flipped over, legs sprawled out with your tits bouncing from the unforeseen movement.
with fawn, gentle eyes staring straight at your soddened wet cunt, nanami licks his fingers clean before going up close to it. âsheâs as wet as ever,â he whispers against your slit, giving it a kiss.
immediately, his lips were now glazed with your natural gloss. youâre breathing heavily each second at a time before yanking on his mousy, silk strands. âmhm, thatâs it, get a nice pull,â and you moan once he lightly spanks your cunt, your legs growing limp and about to close. âgonna see how much wetter she can get for me,â and he whistles against your pussy, still staring at her and not you, you shudder from his breathy blow.
âisnât that right, pretty?â
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EAT IT UP !
HOW THE JJK MEN EAT P*$$Y
Multiple x reader
-> GOJO, NANAMI, TOJI, GETO, SUKUNA, CHOSO
warnings â ïž smut⊠duh. pussy eating⊠duh. 69 in getos. talks of bondage. talks of choking (on dick) overalll smut idk
GOJO SATORU AKA âkid in a candy storeâ
On his tummy, feet in the air, humming. His legs are swaying back and forth but youâre way too busy to notice. Heâs looking up at you with those unmistakable eyes watching you fall apart on his skilled tongue. His hand use your thighs as handles and makes out with your sloppy, cute cunt. Heâs trying to tease you but the words come out as gurgled mumbles since his mouth is basically superglued to you.
Youâre throbbing on his lips and he slurps it up like honey. Sometimes he dips his fingers in but usually sticks with his mouth. Fucks his tongue inside of you and heâll probably start gagging because of how far he gets. He has to hug your thighs when you cum because of how squirmy you get. Nips at your clit when itâs all sensitive and giggles.
âYouâre so fucking cute squirmingâ
âOh wow⊠feels that good huh?â
âIs this how it feels when you gag on my cock?â
NANAMI KENTO AKA âuse me like a chairâ
Wants all your weight on his face or else heâs not happy. And no- itâs not an option. Maybe youâll suffocate him, but whoâs to say thatâs not the goal? He cups his hands around your thighs and pulls you down on him, immediately getting to work. Heâs so sensual and romantic about it. Slowly licking from your entrance to your clit. Definitely kisses your clit before starting anything.
Gathers a whole bunch of spit before and globs it onto you. There should literally be bubbles when you get off of him. Tries his best not to snake his hand down his pants so he can focus on you. As much as he loves you grinding down on his face he always stops you. This is for him to do all he work, he should be making you feel so good you donât need to think about grinding down.
âLet me do all the work, just sit there.â
âI know iâm hard, sweetheart. Iâll get to that later.â
âStop hovering, do i need to tie you up?â
TOJI FUSHIGURO AKA âthis is for himâ
Even though itâs an activity meant to pleasure you, itâs for him. For him to melt away his worries into your sweet cunt. He uses it as a stress reliever, massaging your ass like a stress ball. will literally ask you why you were squirming so much, it disturbed his peace.
Never stops after you come. More flavor for him. Has you on your tummy, heâs spreading you apart and eating it. His hands are never still. Always running up and down your back or playing with the skin of your ass. Moves up to grope your tits and play with your sweet nipples.
âPut your face into the pillow and bite if itâs to muchâ
âYou take my cock every day but my mouth is too much?â oh wait, thatâs also too much
âMaybe i should leave some marks on this ass too.â
GETO SUGURU AKA â34 + 35â
SixtyNine KING. Canât decide between being on bottom or top. On bottom he can get the pleasure of you sitting on his face. The only downside is your squirming with so much pleasure that you forget to suck his cock. He doesnât care that much, eating you out is plenty of pleasure, but it would be nice. But he does hate it when your strokes get sloppy and they become borderline teasing.
On top he gets the added bonus of fucking your face. Thrusting in and out of your moaning mouth as much as he pleases. He loves hearing you choke while slurping you up. He just doesnât like the blood going to his head while eating you out. Heâs pretty simple when it comes to pussy eating. Loves to suck on your clit and use his fingers. Definitely makes you lick your own cum from his fingers. Finger fucks you until his hands are pruned.
âCâmon baby, at least stroke me baby. Look how hard he is for you.â
âI know itâs so much, huh?
âThatâs fine, iâll just throat fuck you with my cum soaked fingers,â
RYOMEN SUKUNA AKA âstop runningâ
Eats you out until youâre rolling around on the floor. And still keeps going. He hates it when you squirm, but also doesnât do anything to stop it. Locks his arms around your thighs and presses a hand against your tummy. Sloppily eats your cunt with no technique. Spits soo much on it. The noises that come from your cunt and his mouth are insane. Dips his tongue real deep into your mess to get every drop.
Has you on the verge of passing out when you cum. And you guessed it, still wonât stop. He definitely pushes your thighs to your chest and wraps his arms around your whole body to keep you still. Loves it when you push on his head in desperation. It makes him so much harder.
âYou keep fucking running and Iâll go for longer.â
âYouâre only making it worse for yourself by squirming.â
âFucking take it or Iâll make you.â yeah he definitely makes you
CHOSO KAMO AKA âkitten licksâ
He eats you out like heâs scared. Heâs so fascinated by your slippery pussy that he unintentionally goes super slow. Giving soft kisses to your clit and licking at your entrance like a popsicle. You have to tell him to go a little harder so it feels better. and once he does, no going back.
Starts to eat it like a starved man. He gets so mad heâs never done this before because heâs in heaven. Ruts his cock into the sheets because it feels so amazing. Moaning like a slut into your pussy. So much spit and his tongue is going wild on your pussy. Heâs definitely making this apart of your routine.
âOh my god itâs so wet baby.â
âFaster? but when i go faster with my cock you cryâŠâ
âIt feels good right, baby? Am I doing good?â
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After getting hooked on your taste, pornstar!satoru invites you and your pornstar boyfriend to shoot a threesome in the countryside.
pornstar!suguru x pornstar!satoru x fem!reader | part one, two
cw; â â â â â â â â â âshe/her pronouns used for reader, unprotected sex, creampies, oral (m and f receiving), anal (m receiving), mmf threesome, voyeurism.
The sun has barely risen, the typical tangelo orange of a morning sky is yet to developâinstead, you watch a dull pink canvas the sky, turned more of a rose colour through the car's windshield. Suguru Geto, your lover and costar alike, keeps his hand on your thigh as he drives. Occasionally, he'll tap his fingers against your exposed flesh along to the beat of the old niche rock song blaring through the radio. You have the volume up too highâwhich isn't good for your ears, but is great for the soulâand the windows rolled all the way down. The wind is in your hair, which aids the setting heat of Summer in Japan. It's quite pleasant out here. You're filming at a location you can only reach through an open road that goes right past some very scenic hills, and you're having a lovely time just enjoying your lover's company. Nothing but the two of you.Â
That being saidâsomething sits at the forefront of Suguru's mind. You can tell his thoughts are preoccupied, having been with him so long gets you a sweet look into that pretty mind of his. So, when the strings of an electric guitar die out, you turn the radio down and shift in your seat to face him better.Â
âCold feet?â You ask.Â
His hair is up and out of his face, save for a stand that falls over his eyes, though itâs pushed back by the wind regardless. He glances at you, smiles, and looks away.
âI donât get cold feet," he says flatly, looking at you for half a second before his focus returns to the road. âI'm just interested to see if he'll fuck as good with me there, of if the poor guy will get performance anxiety."
Ah, jealousy it is. The flat kind, because your sweet-boned lover never gets openly jealous. You have to settle for half-bitten quips. You smile, "he didn't seem like the type to get performance anxiety."
Suguru hums in a noncommittal way, his lips pulling inwards. He squeezes the fat of your thigh and taps a finger against your skin. Your skin heats under his touch, it always does. You might earn your living through the most sensual of touches, but none of them quite set you alight like Sugurus does.
Well, except for Satoru. You try to avoid closing your eyes, in fear of being met with the memory of his cock sinking into you rather than the darkness of your closed eyelids. You feel half-guilty, despite Suguru's obvious itch to see you laid out for Satoru Gojo of all people. You know him, you wouldn't be driving forty minutes through the countryside if Suguru wasn't at least a little bit obsessed with the fantasy.
Satoru Gojo, a known name in the porn industry, got to fuck you stupid only a week ago. He had asked you out for drinks after, and though you rejected him verbally, youâre starting to fear that your mind didnât reject him in the same regard. You had come home that night to your sweet Suguru, and told him all about being hit on by your co-star, to which he laughed.
And oh the irony, that your Suguru was balls-deep inside of you that night when the two of you got an email from Satoruâs agentâ an offer, an expensive one. One shoot, a week from then, a threesome between his new favourite love birds and, of course, him.
Suguru remembers Satoru like he was the season prior, like the winter that bled into you, the spring. They did a few films together, Satoru got a little too stuck in Sugurus mind and then, once their contracts were up, they never spoke again.Â
The rising sun makes him squint against the roadâ he almost misses the turn off to the countryside estate you had been told to meet at. The place is nice, big, and youâre starting to wonder just how widely distributed this porno will be if the producer is shelling out so much money just for an estate to rent out for half a day.Â
âWith how much theyâre paying us, I half expected the budget for location to allow for a crack den at most,â Suguru snorts as he pulls in through the large paved driveway.Â
âNo kidding,â you hum. With this paycheck, youâd just be greedy looking for work in the next few months.Â
Suguru parks and undoes his seatbelt with a sideways glance in your direction. âWeâre a bit early,â he notes. âBut it never hurts to get a feel for the place, talk to our co-star for a minute or two.â
You smile. âMhm, talk.â
âReady to get fucked for cash?â Suguru snorts, and opens his door to get out of the car. You follow suit, rolling your eyes at his crude words when your feet hit the ground and youâre closing your door behind you.Â
You walk around the car to meet your boyfriend, and he greets you with a pinch to your ass and a kiss to your temple. Youâd recognise something poetic in the contrast of his actions if your mind wasnât so preoccupied with thoughts of performing for him in only a few moments.Â
Despite both being pornstars, you rarely take scenes together. Threesomes arenât a frequent ventureâ this is something relatively untapped for the both of you. And though youâre sure it would never jeopardise your relationship at all, you canât help but entertain the worries that creep in. Will Suguru really not mind sharing?Â
You arenât sure whatâs worseâ the thought of him getting overly jealous of Satoru and cutting the scene short, or the thought of Suguru not minding in the slightest as you get fucked stupid by another man. A little possession never goes unappreciated on your end.Â
âHey,â Suguruâs silken voice brings you back to the now. âYou okay? We can turn around and speed off into the sunrise if you want to leave.â
You grin. âIâm good. Excited, even.â
Your boyfriend nods and leads the way to the estate's front door. Itâs closed, which is a little odd considering the production crew will be coming in and out with equipment and the such. You furrow your eyebrows and realise your car is the only one hereâmaybe youâre earlier than you realised.Â
âYou checked the shoot time, right?â you ask.Â
âYes, love,â Suguru makes it to the front door and tries the handle only to find it locked. âFuck, maybe I should have triple checked.â
He presses a thick finger to the doorbell button and glances to you as the sound of an overly upbeat chime echoes through the estate. Maybe itâs the wrong place, too lavish to be true. Maybe itâs the wrong date, even. Maybeâ
The door swings open, and standing to greet you with a knowing grin is Satoru Gojo.Â
His eyes meet yours first, and then drop to take in the rest of you. Something soft flashes over his face. Lust, perhaps, or appreciation, maybe both. His arms cross over his chest, leaning his body weight on the doorframe as he flits his gaze to your boyfriend, and his eyes return.
âLong time no see, lovebirds. Just on time," he chirps, stepping aside to let you in. "Excuse the mess, I just moved in."
It takes a moment for your brain to register his words, and Suguru is right behind you in thought. "This is your place?" he asks, appraising the foyer as he walks in.Â
âMhm,â Gojo replies, and though you expect his lilt to be more cocky, he speaks smooth like silk. âThe city is too⊠busy for me. Plus.. saves a dollar on renting out a house to film in, right?â
You canât help the smile that pulls at your lips: from the looks of his home you doubt heâd blink an eye at paying rent for a night of filming. Still, you donât know if heâs just trying to show off, or if he really wants his home to play backdrop for the shoot. But whatever the case, he definitely thinks itâs clever on his behalf to lead the both of you here. It worked, you give it to him, but damn.
You look around, taking in everything that catches your eye â the sleek furnishings, a wide kitchen to the left, and an elegant living room straight ahead. All of it feels clean and welcoming. You wonder, idly, what it's like for Gojo to live in a space like this all alone â if he is alone, that is. The question remains unanswered as Gojo leads the two of you down the hall until you reach another door and slip inside.
The bedroom you end up in is stunning; a double bed dominates the centre of the room with fluffy duvets thrown haphazardly over top, whilst the walls are painted a warm, calming shade of grey. The carpet is plush and dark brown in colour, the curtains hanging at either side of the grand windows allow for plenty of natural light to flood the room. There's a tripod set up with a very expensive looking camera pointed directly at the bed: Satoru points to it and grins at you and Suguru, "our camera crew."
You furrow your eyebrows, but Suguru speaks up before you can. "It's just us?"Â
Satoru nods, crossing his corded arms and he flits his gaze between the two of you. "Yes. I did specify it was a private shoot, lovebirds."
Your boyfriend settles in closer beside you than before, you can feel the heat from his body as he crosses his own arms, a mirror of the white haired man in front of you. "I figured it was a private production shoot," he speaks cautiously. "The email I got was from an agent, not you directly."
Satoru looks unperturbed. "'Course," he says languidly. "She handles all my correspondence."
Gojo turns to the dresser and, from the top drawer, pulls out two white envelopes. Your eyes linger a little too long on his slender fingers as he hands them over to you, one each. As you peek into the envelope handed to you, you find an obscene amount of cash neatly sat inside.Â
"As agreed, plus... a little extra for the commute," Gojo shrugs. "You can take it and go, if this isn't what you want. If it is, well..." He gestures to the bed. "I'm kinda dying here."
You glance down at his insinuation and find that he's beyond hard. His pants are tight and tented, making his arousal painfully evident. You have to force your gaze elsewhere â to Suguru, who is staring almost shamelessly at Gojo, his brows creased in the middle as he thinks.
The silence is deafening, you can feel the tension rising between the three of you, vibrating off the surface of your skin and permeating the air itself. Suguru seems to have made his mind up, because he turns to you with an awfully familiar look on his face: desire.
"Thoughts, darling?" he asks, and your stomach flips.Â
There's no point in pretending that there aren't things wrong with how your mind still reels after Satoru's touch. This entire thing has been confusing and disorientating; you're confused about everything â your feelings, your career, your sexual desires â and now, in your current situation, youâre downright torn. And yet, despite that, despite all the questions swirling around in your mind, as soon as your eyes land on Satoru's again â you know you'd die without another taste of his pink glossed lips. That feeling, the desire, the forethought of how he'd pant and whine after you've fucked him senseless â you'll do anything to achieve it.Â
This doesnât feel like work anymore, not with the way these two men are looking at you. The camera isnât even rolling yet, and yet you find yourself ready to fuck them both to the brink of oblivion.
So, without so much as a second of hesitation you pull away from your train of thought and turn to press your lips to Suguru's in a searing kiss. The action, so swift, causes Gojo's breath to hitch in his throat at the sight. Suguru kisses you back, of course, the hand that isn't holding his envelope quickly makes its way to your waistline and pulls you flush against him, leaving nothing but your clothes between the both of you. You wrap your arms loosely around his neck as Gojo watches the two of you intently, gaze burning into the meeting of your lips. You can feel him watching you, his spectatorship dizzying, and you bite Suguru's bottom lip in an attempt to stifle the moan bubbling up your throat.
âJeez, didnât know this was a cuckolding shoot,â Satoru sounds whiney, threadbare with lust. âThough I wouldnât mind that⊠another time maybe.â
You place a hand on the planes of Suguruâs chest as you disconnect your lips and turn your head to the white-haired pervert with heart-shaped pupils. Your grin is sweet, sultry - "another time, huh?"
You pull apart from Suguru and move past Gojo, making a point not to glance in his direction, until you're crawling onto the bed and turning to rest with your elbows propping you up. Both Suguru and Satoru standing, your observers - admirers, is a sight for sore eyes. The camera sits between them, propped up and set on you. In spite of it, you feel oddly at home. The same sweet excitement builds within you that you normally feel when itâs just you and Suguru at home. You didn't know the air could weigh so intimately in front of a camera.
It takes a moment of staring at you, jaw slack, for Satoru to finally spring into thought. He steps towards the camera, makes sure everything is looking good, and then clears his throat as he presses record. He almost looks nervous, and if he weren't so cocky in his usual demeanour you'd think he's getting cold feet. But you remember the way his eyes glossed when he pushed into you, how that confidence of his melted into carnal need in just one thrust. You know what you do to him, and god does it seem amplified tenfold with Suguru here.
And your black-haired lover must know it too, because the second Satoru makes a move to speak, Suguru cuts him off with a step towards him and a burning kiss pressed to his lips. Satoru's sound of alarm at Suguru's lips on his is almost enough to send you dizzy, but the true aphrodisiac is the sight of your lover taking charge with him; lips locked onto one another, the lewd noises they make as Suguru cups Satoru's face with one hand and scratches into the back of his hair with the other. Satoru's moans become louder and more desperate, as Suguru's tongue explores the recesses of his mouth, sucking hungrily upon the flesh of his lower lip. When the two break apart they're both breathing heavily, panting as they catch their breath. An undoubted look of longing is etched into every last one of their handsome features.
You feel your stomach roil with anticipation as you watch them, realising the camera is only pointed at you, capturing your wanton expression. But then, it snaps, and suddenly your lovers are pulling apart to instead lay their gaze on you, resting back on Satoru's wildly comfortable bed sheets with a lust-driven smile pulling at your lips.
âYouâre a fucking lucky man, Suguru,â Satoru coos, blue eyes raking over you in appreciation. Youâre hardly undressed, and yet you feel naked under his gaze. âDonât know how you can do porn when youâve got such a pretty thing waiting for you at home. Itâd ruin my performance.â
âI know,â Suguru says plainly, truly. "You've never been good at multitasking, have you Satoru?"
"Harsh words," Satoru pouts, giving his best imitation of an overly dramatic frown. "I can multitask just fine, do you need me to prove it?"
Without a word further, he plucks the camera from its tripod and points it at Suguru. "For example," he sing-songs, "I can fuck and film at the same time."
âCanât do it dressed,â you point out, to which both men turn to find you already stripping yourself of your clothes. Satoru turns the camera onto you, finding it a sin to not capture you revealing yourself with such delicate fingers. You look into the lens, eyes sultry as youâre known for doing, and wonder just how many people are going to slip their hands under their waistbands at the sight of you.Â
Once youâve laid yourself bare, your naked skin feels static with the tension in the air, you reach your hands out and make grabby-hands at Satoru. âPass the camera,â you hum. âItâs your turn.â
A glance between themselves, and then Satoru is leaning over the bed to slot the camera in your hands. Itâs heavier than youâd thought it would be, but feels nice and cooling against your otherwise sweaty palm. Satoruâs fingers brush over yours as he hands it over, something electric stills the room for a moment, and then he pulls away with a cough.
He hadnât realised that Suguru had fallen into place behind him, because when he steps backwards and his back hits your boyfriend's chest, Satoru gasps. You capture the pink blush that speckles at his cheeks, and the beautiful way in which Sugurus hands snake around his body to caress down his chest.
Suguru has always been gifted in the way of sparking intimacy. Itâs why the porn he shoots is usually so artistic, heâs sensual. And Satoru, not for the first time, is falling victim to his seductive ways. The gentle traces of his fingers down Satoruâs chest is testament enough to just how narcotic Suguruâs touch is. When he reaches the hem of his shirt and starts lifting upwards, unwrapping his next meal, Satoru canât help but lift his arms and help move the process along â heâs feeling beyond restless.Â
Now exposed, Satoruâs chest and torso are now at the mercy of Suguruâs searing touch. Each trail of his fingers down the white-haired manâs chest, each tweak over his surprisingly sensitive nipples, each rough kiss against the column of his neck, they all elicit the most pornographic moans from Satoru Gojoâs throat. You study them both through the cameraâs screen, and watch as Suguru presses his lips against Satoruâs ear.
He speaks in hushed tones, enough so that you know the camera isnât going to pick up on his words. You can hear them though, only just, they're low and sensual and entirely full of sin. "You're lucky I'm letting you fuck my girlfriend for a second time," he purrs. "You know, she hasnât stopped thinking about your last shoot. We watched it together the other night, I matched your rhythm, let her pretend it was you. Sheâs obsessed."
You're almost embarrassed by the confession, a burn sheens your skin, but the way Satoru's eyes darken impossibly further calms you. Suguru grins, catching your gaze from over Satoru's shoulder, and presses a kiss to his earlobe. "It brought me back, too," he says. "To when I got you to myself. You remember our films, hm? You're just like she is."Â
Satoru nods, the tips of his ears turning redder. His breathing is shallow, ragged, needy; and in a split second he's turning around and returning his lips to Suguru's. Desperate hands lift at your boyfriend's own shirt, exposing his tattoo-laden skin underneath. His jeans soon follow, and then so do Satoru's pants.
For a moment it's just the two of them, all clothes bar their boxers discarded to the floor and hands exploring bare skin. The warmth of Satoru's fingers digging into his chest, his ribs, his hips, the hard planes of his body, their bodies pressed together as if to become one. Their lips connect again, hungrily, their teeth knocking together with every brush of tongues. Satoru takes Suguru's lower lip between his teeth and bites hard enough to elicit a choked groan from the back of Suguru's throat.
And when they part, it's obvious just how much heavier the air has gotten. Suguru turns your white-haired tryst and pushes him towards where you sit on the bed. "Move your ass before I fuck that too," he deadpans.
Satoru doesn't blush like you expected he would. Instead, he grins. "That would be a big change from last time, don't you think?" he sing-songs, eyebrows raised as he steps further towards the bed. "Or maybe you don't remember crying from how well I stretched you out, I sure do, all pretty andâ"
This time Suguru does flush crimson, and you laugh out loud at this revelation. "I didn't know you bottomed for him," you shake the camera a little with your laughter, capturing the way Suguru glares at Satoru from beneath long eyelashes, "that's something I've got to see."
"Hah," Suguru climbs onto the bed and snatches the camera from you, settling on his knees as he points it down at your form. There, his fingers graze lightly against your bare skin, making you arch your back in anticipation. "Tough luck, pretty."
His black boxers are beyond tented, and he slips them off easily enough, allowing his cock to spring free, perfectly poised and ready for your hand. The sound of Suguru's moan as your fingers wrap around his length is paired with the shuffle of Satoru climbing onto the bed too. He hovers above you for a moment, watching you stroke Suguru through the camera, before taking it from him with a grin.Â
Satoru returns the camera to its stand and checks its positioning before climbing back onto the bed and settling himself just behind you. You turn to smile at him, and then gasp as his hands tentatively find your shoulders. He peers over you, to the sight of Suguruâs drooling cock in your hand, and presses a kiss to the skin just under your ear.
âYou know Iâm fucking obsessed with you, right?â He purrs, glancing down to your boyfriend's cock before pressing another kiss to your shoulder. âHavenât stopped thinking about you. I dreamt of breaking you and your boyfriend up until I found out it was Sugu, here. Wanted you all to myself, pretty thing, but I think Iâm happy enough to share now, because god do I want to see your lips wrapped around his cock.â
âMm,â you hum, turning your head to meet his gaze. âYou havenât even kissed me yet, and youâre making demands?â
Satoru smiles, his lips glossy and so perfect you could cry. âI want to taste him on you.â
His words light a fire in your core that licks through your body, ravenous. You can't help but oblige at his words, returning your gaze to sweet Suguru before dipping your head down and pressing a chaste kiss to the weeping tip of his cock. Suguru and Satoru both inhale sharply when you do so. You wet your lips with your tongue and then meet his cock again, drawing lazy circles across his tip before closing your lips slowly, reverently around the shaft of Suguru's cock.
Satoru's hand pushes down a little on your shoulder, and you're forced forward onto your lover's length. Your moan betrays you and sends narcotic vibrations down his shaft, making Suguru grunt and buck his hips forward a little. Satoru, who remains behind you, gently takes hold of your hips and manoeuvres you into more of a doggy-style position â your fingers splayed over Suguru's thighs to try and find purchase as Satoru leans over you.Â
Gojo's chest presses against your back, skin-to-skin intimacy broken by the feverish kisses he presses to the back of your neck, down to your shoulder blades, your spine, His kisses become hotter, wetter, open-mouthed as he moves down to your waist, large hands playing with the flesh of your ass as he kisses a path down. You moan and shift against his grip, moving your hips in an effort to push yourself back against his boxer-clad erection, but Satoru only snaps you forward, and you choke a little as you're forced to take Suguru's cock even deeper down your throat.
"Fuck," Suguru hisses, pretty purple eyes meeting yours as you look up. Drool glosses his length, slick and hot and heavy against your tongue when he finally gives you a moment to breathe.Â
Your mouth immediately goes back to work again once your breathing steadies, hollowing out your cheeks and dragging him down, deeper, faster, more desperately. The receipt of pleasure etched into Suguru's tight-wound face is enough to spur on your own needs, but you nearly choke when Satoru Gojo bites into the fat of your ass. Your body arches up and you squirm and whine, but Satoru is relentless, licking over the indentations left behind as Suguru snaps his hips into your open mouth over and over again.
You barely have room to move before Satoru is pushing your knees apart with a strong hand, the heel of his palm firm against your ass as he spreads you open. He takes a moment, heavy breaths fan against your exposed slick, and youâre suddenly all too aware of yourself. Youâd protest, tell him not to stare if your mouth wasnât full with your heavy-lidded lover's cock. You donât even know why youâre embarrassed â youâre a pornstar, your job is to lie subject to the most intimate of ogling.
Your thoughts melt into the bedsheets, however, when Satoru groans and connects his lips to your pussy. Stupid off the taste of you alone, he whines against your slick heat, enamoured. His tongue flicks over you, circling your clit repeatedly and making your insides burn. You moan, and it comes out muffled and breathless around Suguru's dick.
"You taste so fucking good," Satoru speaks against your cunt. One hand slips between your legs, running two fingers through your folds in collection of your arousal, whilst his other hand tugs down at his own boxers, pulling his cock free and growling against your pussy as he starts to stroke at himself. "Fuuuuuckkk..." He pushes two fingers into you, easy with just how wet you are, and curls them in tandem with each pump of his cock.
Each thrust of his fingers pushes you just that little bit further onto Suguru's length. And you're thanking god that he's there, because without his muscled thighs to hold onto, you fear youâd be fucked too dizzy to keep yourself upright. You figure you must look a mess now, hair mussed and eyes bleary and drool rolling down your chin and all over Suguru's pulsing cock.Â
You feel pathetic with how quickly your orgasm crests. Satoru must feel it too, how you clench around your fingers, the subtle tremor in your thighs, because his tongue only speeds up in its assault. He's still stroking himself, keeping you open and willing as he sucks your clit harshly. Once you're right at the brink, teetering off the edge of ecstasy, Suguru pulls out of your mouth and leans down to crash his lips against yours.Â
"Come," he orders into your mouth, tasting himself on your tongue. "Come for us, darling, come on now."
You're overwhelmed by Suguru's rakish lips over yours, and Satoru's relentless tongue over your sex. Before you can even try to present yourself for the cameras, you're cumming, hard. You writhe against Suguru, and your nails scrape across his thighs until you can hardly draw breath. The world slows down around you, leaving nothing but pleasure to consume.
"Holy shit," Satoruâs breath comes out in a hitched sort of laughter as he pulls back, not bothering to wipe away the sheen of your lust that coats his mouth and chin. âMy headâs spinning, I think Iâm in heaven. Do I still have a pulse?â
He makes a show of checking his pulse, despite the way you roll your eyes. Youâre still coming down from your climax as Suguru peppers feather-light kisses over your face. Satoru, feeling more hungry than doting, brings his two fingers to his own mouth, licking them clean. Suguru catches sight of the action and gently pulls back from you, something knowing in his eyes.
You assume heâs going to redirect your head back to his cock, let you finish your job, but instead he tuts and nods his head to your shared tryst, who is still diligently working at tasting you some more on his fingers.Â
âThink someoneâs a little pussydrunk,â Suguru grins, and you do too at the sight of Satoru Gojo so blatantly desperate for more. Your eyes drift down to his cock, long and hard and weeping with precum.Â
Though, you donât want to neglect Suguru, so you turn back to him â âyou didnât finish,â you make a move to reach for his cock, still rock hard and achy-looking, but your lover shakes his head gently.Â
âGot other plans,â he nods subtly to Gojo. âHow about we show our stalker here just how much better the real thing is?â
You grin, catching onto his drift, and watch over your shoulder as Satoru rolls his pretty blue eyes. âYou know, Iâve had the real thing, from both of you.â
âYou havenât had both of us,â Suguru shrugs. âAnd I know youâve fucked your fist to the thought of it. Donât lie, or you wonât enjoy this as much as you could.â
Satoruâs loaded remark gets stuck in his throat as Suguru pulls away from you entirely, though not without a gentle kiss to your forehead first. He stands by the bed, rolls his shoulders and nods to Satoru â âgo on,â he gestures to you, still on your hands and knees. âTaste me on her lips.â
Satoru would probably blush if he werenât so dedicated to the promise of a taste, because heâs got a hand under your stomach and is flipping you onto your back with ease in only half a second. You sigh at the reprieve of the strain on your hands and knees, and revel in how soft Satoruâs mattress is, when heâs collapsing on top of you with a strangled growl and his lips are meeting yours.
Itâs a strange thing, to taste both Satoru, yourself, and Suguru at the same time. You taste Satoru in the way he kisses, hungry and listless, with knocking teeth and exploratory tongues. You taste Suguru in the remnants of his cock in your mouth, the precum that has coated your tongue, mixed with your saliva that now mixes with Gojoâs. And you taste yourself glossed on Satoruâs lips; your climax, the buildup of pleasure he had gifted you with both his mouth and fingers.Â
A strange mix, maybe, but a perfect one nonetheless. You have to close your eyes to stop yourself from growing too dizzy, and also partly to stop yourself from worrying too hard â how were you meant to enjoy anything to its full potential now that you know how this tastes?
Satoruâs cock presses against the inside of your thigh; you can feel the gentle thrum of its pulse â a testament to his aching need. His arms box you in on either side, settled comfortably between your still-shaky legs. When he pulls back, a string of saliva connects your lips to his, and his eyes are darker than you remember.Â
âI need to be inside of you, need. Youâre fuckinâ... god I canât think.â
As if by instinct, your legs part further, allowing him the access he so craves. Itâs a fluid movement, the way he moves one hand down to direct his cock to your slick folds. He rubs himself against you, his tip kissing your clit teasingly. You suck in a shaky breath between parted lips, and when he doesnât hurry up despite his desperation, you feel like you could cry.
Though, before a complaint can leave your lips, you're watching as Suguru joins you two on the bed, kneeling behind Satoru and running his long fingers gently down the white-haired man's bare back. Satoru's head falls forward at the touch, and as your boyfriends hand runs lower and lower on his back, you realise exactly where this is going.Â
"You're gonna fuck her good," Suguru purrs, graceful in his touch. "Because I'm going to help you -- that okay?" He reaches back up, brushing his knuckles from between his shoulder blades, down the curve of his spine until he reaches his tailbone.Â
Satoru's eyes are locked on yours as he answers your lover. "Yes," his exhale is beyond needy. "Please, god. Yes."
And from there, things move with practised ease. It feels normal to submit yourself, your body, to Satoru. As Suguru takes hold of either side of his waist and guides him into you, the stretch is searing. You remember just how hard it was to adjust to his size the first time, having to try and keep your face melted neutral for the cameras. You don't feel that same pressure now, despite Satoru still filming, and your nose scrunches up at the feeling of Satoru inside of you.
"You're..." you try, words stuck in your throat as Suguru pushes Satoru's hips into yours a little more. "Please."
Satoru takes control of the pace, his breath hot and heavy on your cheek, his body moving in sync. You moan as he starts thrusting slowly in and out, stretching every muscle in your body as you get used to the feeling. With every thrust, you feel him getting harder and deeper within you, and his mouth dips down to trail along the sensitive skin on your neck.
It's a narcotic, the way he fills you. He's longer than Suguru, though not quite as thick, but he reaches depths that aren't typical for you. As he sheathes himself deeper and deeper inside of you, with the help of Suguru's hands on his waist, You slowly become spineless; relaxing into the pleasure of his sweet push and pull.
Sweat beads at your skin as Satoru quickens the pace, pulling out and plunging back in again with unbridled whimpers as Suguru works on taking his fill. Your boyfriend, domineering though still gentle, starts working your tryst open with one of his fingers.
"Ah- fuck," Satoru's words are heady with need, the initial discomfort of Suguru's fingers pushing into his ass are quickly forgotten, replaced with a deep yearning for more sensation. It sends his hips snapping into yours, bottoming out inside of you at such depths you can't help but cry out. It's a symphony of wetness and gasps of air, each syllable punctuated by Satoru's frantic movements. Your body grows tighter and tighter around Satoru with every pass as he gets worked open so beautifully by Suguru.
Your mind is clouded by everything Satoru has done to you and by the sheer force of him filling you with his cock and all that comes with it. You're completely and utterly lost in the moment, consumed by Satoru, who is consumed by Suguru, who is consumed in the pleasure of serving you both in turn.Â
"More," Satoru is barely able to get the word out as he slams deeper and deeper inside of you. "Fuck, more."
And Suguru isn't one to deny a pretty thing like Satoru such pleasures; he's pulling his fingers out of him in seconds and replacing them with the head of his cock at his ass. Suguru is gentle, but unrelenting as he thrusts himself into Satoru in one fluid motion. The pressure is enough to prick tears at Satoru's pretty blue eyes, which you reach up and wipe away from underneath him.Â
A moment is shared, a chance for Satoru to breathe the best he can, before he's testing the waters and pushing back a little, onto Suguru's cock, before thrusting his hips forward, into you.Â
This is ecstasy incarnate. The two men seem to merge together, their bodies melting as they meet. Suguru fucks you through Satoru, each thrust into him is a thrust into you, into the both of you. It almost hurts, you'd wager, the way your whole body throbs in synchronization with theirs, the way Satoru moans as Suguru drives you both to insanity. It's a weird way to connect with your lover, but one that works nonetheless, the both of you seem to share an awful yearning for the man sandwiched between you, fucked mindless.Â
And then he's driving your entire being towards the edge, and you feel the orgasm coming on, the rush of blood to your head, your muscles tightening around Satoru. It's a strange feeling of being connected to something bigger than yourself, a system working in tandem with each other to chase climax, but it's a feeling you're quickly growing addicted to. It's warm, it's comforting, and most importantly, it's yours. This man right here, his body pressed tight between yours and Sugurus, is yours. Even if only for the early morning.
"Gonna cum," you whine, lips ghosting against Satoru's. He nods, eyes locked onto yours.Â
"Mâfuckâme too, baby. God, you have to let me come inside of you, doll, can't deny me, please. Youâ"
"You better," Suguru cuts in, his voice biting from behind Satoru. He thrusts sharply into Satoru, sending him keening forward into you, pressing right into your sensitive g-spot as Suguru hits his prostate in a mirrored pleasure. "Wanna watch you claim her," he bears down, "gonna fill you up, you fill her â watch her face, Satoru. Watch what you do to her."
You gasp as Satoru's fingers dip down to rub frantic circles over your clit, pushing you closer and closer to orgasm with each knock of his hips into your, of Suguru's into his. the room is filled with a chorus of moans and whines and desperate pleas for more and more and more. You know you'll never recover from this level of arousal if you don't come soon, but before you can find purchase in your body and begin your descent into bliss, Suguru is first to come undone.
His hips snap forward into Satoru, head craning into his neck, biting down on the muscle of his shoulders for some sort of physical gag â ever the one to stifle those beautiful noises of his. And the feeling of being filled in such ravaging volumes must be enough to send Satoru over the edge, too, because he's knitting his eyebrows together and cumming ropes into you in only moments.
"Fuck," he whines, once again tears prick at his eyes, overwhelmed by the duality of his pleasure, of you and Suguru, so close to you but also never close enough. He wants to be one with you, a complete unit, bound by sex and soul and the sweet sounds of the most powerful orgasm he's ever had in his life.Â
You come in tandem with him, it's completely blinding. Your legs fall apart as you cry out, nails scraping across Satoru's bicep as the world melts away and the sensations start swirling about in your mind's eye and the last thing you register is Satoru collapsing forward, breathing raggedly into your ear.Â
You catch the salty flavour of him as you suck in a lungful of air and smile in response, fucked stupid and blissful and never ready to give this feeling up. Never ready to give anyone else this feeling- god, you already despise whoever gets to taste Satoru Gojo next.Â
Suguru has to pull out of Satoru slowly, and you wipe at his face with the pad of your thumb when it scrunches up in protest of the loss of Suguruâs stretch. Before he can truly call the scene over, though, Satoru leans down and presses the most gentle of kisses to your lips. A myriad of âthankyouthankyouthankyouâs spill from his tongue as he does so, each word cut by a kiss to the expanse of your face.
And when he pulls out of you a sickening gush of his cum follows. It spills from your aching pussy and onto the bed sheets beneath you, though Satoru doesnât seem to mind in the slightest. He swipes his finger through the mess heâs made of your sex, smiling when you hiss at just how sensitive you are, and brings his cum-coated finger back to his mouth, eyes never leaving yours.Â
Your stomach flips at the sight. Great, heâs gone and fucked you lovestruck.
âSatoru,â a clean voice cuts in. Your head constricts in your fucked out daze when you turn to see Suguru standing by the tripod, his eyebrows raised and pretty purple eyes beyond amused. âItâs not even fucking recording.â
Instead of being confused, Satoru looks sheepish. He flops down onto the bed next to you, eyes glossy and cheeks blushed pink. âIâŠ. can explain? I think Iâd rather die than share the two of you with the world. But Iâd really die if I didnât get my hands on you both.â
You meet your boyfriend's gaze. Something passes between you, something knowing. In a weird, probably unhealthy way, you both feel the exact same. This was never a scene for the cameras, anywayâ not when such strong⊠feelings are involved.
âIâm not proposing marriage here,â Satoru huffs when he catches onto your shared gaze. âI just, you enjoyed it, right?â
You giggle from beside him, your sweat-soaked skin cool against the air. Suguru chimes in with his laughter, melodic and beautiful. He folds his arms and watches the two of you laid across the bed.Â
âLetâs get you both cleaned up, then,â Suguru hums. âIâm not fucking either of you again until weâve shared a shower.
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đŹđČđ§đšđ©đŹđąđŹ ⯠Youâve been a good wifeâyou really have! But when your husbandâs boss confronts you about him cheating with his secretary, you just canât help but take up his offer to get back at him.
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đđđ đŹ ⯠nanami x fem!reader, gojo x fem!reader, Sukuna x fem!reader, geto x fem!reader, cheating (not reader), smut (mdni), exhibitionism (sukuna, gojo), slight nâŁpple play, slight clâŁt play, slight creampâŁe (geto), full Nelson (gojo), office sâŁx.
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đ/đ§ ⯠I was gonna add toji but realized his broke assss not the boss of anyoneđ€§
ââââăàŹ đđđđđđ đđđđđ - NICE âN SLOW
The wooden legs of his desk scrapped against the floor with every deep thrust, important paperwork scattered all over from how much he had you squirming from his slow, calculated movements. Your nails dug into the wood, scratching and latching onto the edge as your back arched, a cry of pleasure bubbling from your throat.
Was this wrong somehow? No. Your cheating scum of a husband should receive the treatment heâs given you. And you almost wished heâd walk in on the sight of his boss balls deep in his wife. Well, ex-wife, anyway.
Nanami leaned in to your ear and you shivered, feeling his breath fan past your neck, smelling his cologne andâfuck, you could feel his muscles through this suit against your back. âHope youâve finally found your worth. He never deserved you.â
His words entered one ear and came out the other with how hazy he had you feeling, cock penetrating you over and over in a cycle that had you feeling delirious. Your head spun, and the world seemed to blur from existenceâexcept for Nanami; his hands, his words, his voice.
âIâll make you feel betterâcum better than he ever has.â
ââââăàŹ đđđđ đđđđđđ - IâLL DO IT INSTEAD
Now, Satoru had always had his eyes on you. From the very first moment you came into the office, bringing your husband his forgotten lunch, he knew he had to have you. The whole interaction left him feeling bitter anywayâhe only waved you off after he grabbed his lunch and refused to kiss you in front of his colleagues.
What kind of man was he?
Satoru had no problem fucking you in front of him, though.
You watched your husbandâs wide eyes, embarrassed but basking in your sweet revenge. A smirk graced Satoruâs lips, his own focused on your husbandâs flickering gaze from how he split your cunt open so lewdly to your bouncing tits as if in a trance.
ââS howâs it feel? Watching your pretty little wife get ruined?â He breathed, strong arms folding you further into the full Nelson position he had you locked in. âYou turned on, hm? Seeinâ her lilâ cunt get fucked?â
Your eyes closed and your tongue lolled out, head thrown back onto Satoruâs shoulder as your hand came down to pinch your pulsing clit in circles.
Satoru peppered kisses upon your jawline and stopped by your ear. âWhy donât you tell him how good âm making you feel?â
ââââăàŹ đđđđđđ đđđđđđ - DO IT BETTER!
Youâd always had your eye out for your husbandâs particularly hot and intimidating boss, though youâd always stray your gaze away from him out of respect and loyalty. Respect and loyalty that your husband never seemed to reciprocate.
And when his boss finally confirmed that he was cheating on youâyouâd finally given into your fantasy of fucking him.
But this isnât how you imagined your fantasy would go.
Everyoneâs eyes were glued to you, either out of fear of what Sukuna would do or out of pure infatuation from how wet your cunt was. You sat on Sukunaâs lap, legs spread open for anyone and everyone to seeâeven your spouse whose face was a mix of anger and confusion.
He didnât have the right to be mad right now.
You were almost about to curse him out when Sukuna slid in with one swift thrust. Your breath caught in your throat, tears already welling in your eyes as he began to move without giving you even a second to adjust to his abnormal size.
He bounced you on his lap, heavy balls smacking against your ass so loudly it resonated throughout the meeting room. His big hands groped your chest though your blouse, practically ripping it off you.
âIâll show you fuckers how to properly fuck a pretty lilâ thing like her.â
ââââăàŹ đđđđ đđđđđđ - LIKE YOU DESERVE
Heat creeped up into your face. You hadnât expected your day to amount to anythingâconsidering your husbandâs boss had told you about his affair just a day beforeâbut there you were, sat on the same manâs lap as he fucked up into your cunt.
Iâll fuck you like you deserve. Those were his wordsâthe words that got you here in the first place.
Suguruâs fingers toyed with the hood of your clit, pinching the nub of nerves in such a gentle yet pleasurable way that had shocks of electricity rocking through you. Your legs shook and quivered with how wide he had you spread them, muscles beginning to feel sore after some amount of time.
But Suguru hadnât had his fill yet, he had to show youâmake you feel what your husband couldnât do to your body. So, with his cock still pumping in and out of you recklessly, two fingers entered your mouth while his unoccupied hand pinched and twisted your hardened nipples.
âSuck,â he ordered, and you did. It was almost embarrassing how fast you complied, wrapping your tongue around his thick digits as you suckled on them, excess saliva dribbling down your chin.
And it was all so lewd. The ring of cum coating his cock from both your multiple orgasms, your red and pulsing clit, your moansâand shit. If Suguru knew one thing it was one thing only; he would keep his promise and fuck you like you deserve.
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đźđ§đ§ïżœïżœïżœ!? | suguru getĆ
đđČđ§đšđ©đŹđąđŹ: Next time you wanna do something nice for your boyfriend, how about making sure he doesnât see the package â let alone OPEN it! â before you? Especially if itâs something with bunny earsâŠ!
đđšđ§đđđ§đđŹ: Geto x fem! reader - explicit content; minors DNI - modern au! you and Geto are college sweethearts - implied that you and Geto are early 20s - lingerie + bunny outfit - oral (m! receiving) - anal fingering (f! receiving) - use of an anal toy; butt plug - backshots/doggy style + deep impact positions - impact play (spanking) - clitoral play - praise - finger sucking - cervix fucking - unprotected sex (psa: don't be silly; wrap the willy) - pet names (angel, baby, bunny girl, little bunny, good girl, my love, princess, sweet baby, sweetie) - cameos: Utahime, Mei Mei, and Gojo - reader is very shy but is trying their best! - kind of freaky! Geto awakening, lmao - humor - mention of drool/spit and tears - will be proofread l8r.
đđšđ«đ đđšđźđ§đ: 9.2k (sigh..)
đđźđđĄđšđ«'đŹ đđšđđ: based on this ask!! haven't done a suguru fic in a long while so ehh, why not? && tysm for 8.8k, my loves xoxo
ââŠâ
Oh no.
ââŠWell,â
I have to be dreamingâŠ
âNeedless to say, I brought your package inside, Y/n.â
THEREâS NO WAY!!!
Being an introvert can have its trivial times; you should know that. Looking back on your life, you canât seem to say you had the drive to stand out, an expertise you regret not putting effort into. You couldnât do it; youâve tried but to no avail! Going out of your comfort zone is too scary, shivering or freezing on the spot whenever youâre being spoken to or fumbling with words when trying to make a point. Man, itâs so embarrassing! It sucks â youâre a grown adult, and yet you can barely get through any gathering without anxiety rattling your bones.
Some are good at talking with others or are lucky enough to be naturally blessed with a social spirit. Some people like your boyfriend, for example.Â
Yes, you have a boyfriend.Â
Suguru Geto, your partner, wasnât a complete extrovert. Honestly, heâs comfortable keeping to himself if he could choose. After meeting you, he preferred dates when you visit each otherâs dormitories and enjoy each otherâs company. However, compared to you, his people-pleasing skills outclassed yours unquestionably. Geto knew how to talk, drawing people in with his mellow tone and inviting aura. He was good at mingling and making everyone feel comfortable around him. You were a victim to it, lured in by his charm and soft ambiance.
He was terrific, a role model to you. How he would efficiently put himself out there while you stayed close in his shadow never failed to inspire you. The way he spoke, how he listened intently to othersâ concerns, and his maturity seen as a dependable figure to lean on. Itâs absurd to think that such a marvelous man fell in love with you and asked to court you.
You and Geto have dated since your junior year of college; what you once thought would be a tiny crush on one of the schoolâs notorious heartthrobs became your first and longest-running relationship! How did that happen!? You couldnât tell; one moment, you two were paired up for an end-of-semester project, and he managed to have you relax and talk with him daily. The next thing you know, heâs asking you to live with him in his apartment the second you finish graduation. Now, you two have been a couple for nearly half a decade. Itâs unbelievable to think about.
But even with how long you two have been together, there are moments where you feel as though you werenât doing your part. Being in a relationship is such a hurdle for an awkward person, aka you, such as going stiff whenever old friends of Suguru pop up and greet him or him inviting you along to parties only for you to stay glued to a corner in silence. You felt as though you wereâŠboring? Dull? Deadweight!? The list goes on, and the guilt never tires you out.
And Geto â God bless him â has repeatedly expressed and assured you that you didnât have to feel as such. His alluring purple eyes and soothing voice vouch that he doesnât mind standing in as your sponsor and speaking for you, and you are eternally grateful to the stars above for gracing a loving and understanding boyfriend your way. Nonetheless, the stress that churns your stomach doesnât go away. Heâs always been the one to voice for you, attend to you, and look out for you. Hell, even in the bedroom, heâs doing most of the work. Again, heâs never complained nor seems to ever will, but still!
Heâs done so much for you, and you want to meet him at least halfway and make him feel appreciated. So, you took matters into your own hands and decided to do something special for your man!
Here was the plan: going out and buying stuff meant talking to people, and talking meant letting strangers know about your business; merely thinking about it had you trembling a storm. So yeah, nope. You went on the Internet and found sites catering to your search. You canât say you were the type to wear anything risquĂ©, especially in the bedroom. So, you dialed up your two best friends, Mei Mei and Shoko, to help you find stuff that they thought would look nice for you to wear.
Luckily, they came in clutch and found something for a beginner like you! Itâs not something youâd wear in publicâyouâd rather dieâbut itâs a good start when implementing new things into your lifestyle. You added the item to your cart, purchased it, and waited silently for your package to arrive. To say you were anxious about this new step of adulthood was on the nail, but you beamed with glee once you got the notification that your bundle would be delivered today!
Before then, you decided to nap and wait for the item to be delivered to your apartment door. You woke up to that once you saw the notice on your phone, yawning your way out of the shared bedroom to retrieve it.
However, what you saw as you entered the living room stopped you dead in your tracks, and your eyes widened with absolute horror.
What you should have accounted for was that today was a Thursday, meaning Geto would usually come home from work on weekdays. So, while you were snoring in the comfort of your blanket, your boyfriend was the first to see a mysterious box with your name on it at his doorstep. And to add more salt to the wound, you caught him in the act unboxing the package and inspecting its contents, and youâre too shocked to fall on your knees at what he has in his hands.
Geto sat on the living room couch, the box perched on the coffee table opened with the wrappings decorating the brown table surface. His eyes find your figure to latch onto, but yours honed on what he was inspecting. In his right hand was a black lacy top meant to be worn around a chestâthe other holding onto a headband with bunny ears of velvet material.Â
This is where we lay our current scene; astounded, you could only stand in place â like Geto â at the sight before you. And with every passing second, you wanted nothing but to explode into bits. Your boyfriend had found your package and opened it!
Of course, youâd be stammering your words! âW-Where did you get that!?â What a silly question; where else would he have gotten it, dumbass?
Nonetheless, the dark-haired man answers after a forced cough. âWell, umm, I saw it at the door coming from work. I brought it in and was going to let you know, but you were asleep, and IâŠdidnât wanna bother you.â
âWhy did you open it if you knew it was mine??â
Geto raised his hands defensively, still holding onto the items. âIâIâm sorry! I thought it was something different, like the cute glass cups you liked and ordered last week. I figured I would set those up on your behalf. I had no idea it would be somethingâŠâ Your feet suddenly felt heavy, watching your boyfriend scan the lace top. âLike this.â
Any attempt to fight the mini shakes of your knees was impractical, and your throat was going so dry that you were scared to swallow.
âThis doesnât seem like something you would buy; could someone have accidentally sent this with the wrong information?â He inquires with furrowed brows. âBetter not be some fucked up prank or whatever.â
âN-No, itâs, IâŠâ Fuck, this had to be the worst scenario to admit this. ââŠ.I did mean to buy it.â
Have you ever had those moments where people would look at you after saying something that you wish you hadnât? You indeed hated those moments; they made you feel so scrutinized by the public judging you. And seeing your manâs eyes widen and his expression morphed his lips to a small âoâ shape? Oh, you couldnât breathe adequately.
âYou bought,â your quivering lips worsen when his left wrist flicks with the bunny-eared headband. âThis?â
Your hands come to your face, shielding yours from his as you silently squat down with the weight of your humiliation. The shakes rock your entire frame, and you can sense your tears forming. This officially was the worst day ever; out of all the dilemmas that could happen, why did it have to be the worst one of all?!? Your partner had found out about the out-of-the-norm purchase you made without you present to explain yourself first. Now he probably thinks heâs dating some freak into weird shit. Can this day get any worse!?!
You wanted to cry, hoping the floor beneath you would give way and ingest you out of this cold, cruel world. But alas, youâre still here and can hear the footsteps approaching your crouching state, and you jolt when Geto embraces you.
âY/n,â God, why did he say your name like that? His tone was smooth like honey, and he rubbed your back as he brought you closer. âItâs okay, baby. I didnât mean to judge you or anything; I was just curious, is all. Sorry, I opened your package without letting you know, okay?⊠Ahh, did I make my sweet angel cry?â Raven brows scrunched together at the view of you burrowing into his chest more. âAww, Y/n, Iâm sorryâŠâ
Yes, you were indeed sniffling into his sweatshirt. Although, itâs not that he opened your stuff without your consent that upset you the most. You whine while moving your face, âI justâŠwanted to do something different.â
âHmm?â Getoâs hand doesnât stop rubbing your back, speaking to you in a low mode. âWhatâs the reason, sweetie?â
âBecause, well,â you chewed the inside of your cheek as they warmed. âI just felt like I wasnâtâŠLikeâsigh, youâve done so much for me in this relationship, and Iâm so lucky to have you as my boyfriend. But I feel like I donât do my part as I should, you know?â Nothing is said from the other, so you continue. âI justâsniffâwant you to know that I appreciate you and all youâve done, although I didnât know if my words would do me justice. So, I, uhh,â your thumbs find their way to fiddle with themselves. âI asked Shoko and Mei Mei for help and boughtâŠ..this to wear for you.â
Three seconds pass without saying anything, then six. At ten seconds, the silence suffocates you and probes your unease more and more.Â
However, his chestâs sudden rise and fall startles you, along with his pleasant laughter. âSo thatâs what this is all about, huh?â Your bodyâs rigid compared to his lively motion. âMy angel was gonna doll up for me?â
âYeah, and you ruined it!â You fuss, your cute teary face all hot and puffy as you complain. âI just wanted to do something special for you after I finally muster up the courage to go out of my comfort zone and do something nice andâŠwell, sexy,â you cringed internally at the final word. Yet, it was true.Â
Geto hums through your explanation. âYouâre always sexy to me.â
âThatâs not the point!â He laughs at your remark, the sound filling you with warmth. âIââŠIâm different compared to you. Whenever weâre out, youâre so much more social than me; I feel like Iâm a burden or make it seem I need you to watch over me or somethingâŠAnd I know youâve said youâre okay with it and donât mind, but itâsâŠ.sniffâI donât know, like Iâm putting more on your plate when itâs more of a âmeâ problemâŠâ
Your eardrums pick up low chuckles. Then, like the Prince Charming he is, Geto uses his hand to bring your chin up. Your face warms up at his handsome face in your vicinity. âBaby, although I appreciate you going out your way to do something for meâbelieve me, I could jump over the moon right nowâyou donât have to go outside whatâs comfortable to you to impress me or anything.â
âBut Iââ
âI mean it; I really donât mind that I have to be some voucher for you. Itâs not a burden; thatâs just who you are. And if thatâs the case, youâre too cute as hell the way you are.â You didnât see his small smile grow because your eyes bashfully averted away from his gaze. âNow, if you want to build your confidence, donât be afraid to ask me for help, okay? No need to force yourself to change up for the sake of âappeasingâ me or feel as though youâre not fitting whatever bullshit mold of an appropriate partner youâre expected to be.â
âSuguruâŠâ
âY/n,â your name pierces your heart like an arrow as his hand prompts your face back to him; God, heâs so dreamy. âI like you no matter what. Youâre my princess; your troubles are my troubles. Iâd tell you long ago that youâre bothersome if it wasnât. But youâre not, so donât put too much weight on yourself. Promise not to stress yourself over this, okay?â He boops your nose, âRemember: communication is key, right?â
Once again, youâre reminded how lucky you are to have such a man like Suguru Geto to court you. So understanding and attentive to your feelings and wrapping you in his blanket of love constantly makes it hard not to fall in love all over again. Chewing your bottom lip doesnât even help the heat of your cheeks creeping onto your ears.Â
âYouâre right,â you almost melt under his lips as he kisses your forehead. âI promise.â
âGood girl,â your heart skips a beat. âBut what are we gonna do with all this?â He points to the open package with his chin. âNow I feel kinda bad for having you buy this for me and ruining the special occasion.â
Wincing at the box, you remove yourself from Getoâs embrace to inspect the contents. âHonestly, looking at them in real time, I regret buying them. Iâll return them tomorrow or Monday, seeing I donât necessarily needââ
âWoah, woah,â you stop in your tracks at your boyfriendâs exclamation. âWhy are you returning them?âÂ
Huh? âWell, I mean, thereâs no need for them, no? It was meant to be a surprise.â
âYeah, but you already spent so much money for my sake. Plus,â Geto picks up the bunny ear headband from the package. âIf this is what you were gonna wear for me, then it would be kind of upsetting if I didnât see you wear it at least once.â
Oh, God, no. âSâSuguru, itâs totally fine; I can justââ Oh no, heâs looking at you with that face, his eyebrows slightly trenched with a minuscule sad glint in his expression. Your stomach was doing flips out of guilt and concern, and the formidable gets worse when he asks the following:
âY/n,â you swallow spit thickly as the man dangles the headband around. âWould you please wear this tonight?â
The question nails you to the ground, frozen in place as it rings within your mind. You? Wearing this for tonight?! âNâNo, I canât!!â
âWhy not? You bought it to be worn!â
âYes, but t-that was before you looked through my package and didnât give me the chance to try it on myself!â When you thought your face couldnât get any hotter than before, the embarrassment of this predicament humbles you. âAnd thanks to youââ
âT-Thanks to me??â
ââI donât wanna wear it anymore!!â
Geto raises his other hand in defense. âOkay, okay! Look, Iâm sorry; itâs my bad. But, to be honest, Iâm thrilled that you went out of your way to think of doing something for me out of nowhere, and as Iâm looking at this outfit,â He glances at the rest of the materials in the box. âI think youâd look beautiful and hot in it.â You canât tell if your heart is thumping from his words or because youâre about ten seconds away from combusting. âSoâŠOne night to test it out, yeah? And if you surely donât like it, then you can ship it back tomorrow.â
Heâs so good at that, using his charm and words to shade you into rational thought. You take a huge breath and exhale through stressed nostrils, and your wish to dig a hole and rot away increases.Â
Of course, you bought the items to treat your boyfriend for something out of the norm; that was the entire point of the plan! But what is the use of following a plan when youâve let your guard down, and the element of surprise backfires in a way that you had foolishly unforeseen?! Thereâs no way you could put that stuff on you now that youâve been exposed. Absolutely not!
âI think youâd look beautiful and hot in itâŠâ
And yet, Getoâs words repeat like a broken record, each time making you as timid as the last. He wants to see you wear what you had bought, so eager to marvel at his partner adorning such risquĂ© clothing that you donât comprehend how you put said purchase in your cart! The thought of wearing such a thing in front of your man bubbles an excitement that is borderline frightening yet new; picturing his expressions and imagining his compliments is dangerous for your brain to form a headache.
But not as dangerous as the slight friction of your inner thighs pressing close to each other.
With a stare downcast and fidgeting thumbs, you ask, ââŠJust for tonight?âÂ
And Geto assures you with a nod.
âOnly for tonight.âÂ
âââ ââ
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â âââ
Geto sat on the bed in silence, listening to the ticks of the bedroom clock on the wall as he waited patiently.
As you two entered the bedroom, the man found his place on the bed, a still figure in the dimly lit room. You, on the other hand, made a beeline straight towards the bathroom. âWait hereâŠD-Donât peek inside!â You commanded him, your voice betraying a hint of shyness. He obeyed, settling on top of the comforter.
Minutes soon went to double digits; nervousness wasnât something that usually struck Geto. But the more he sat on the bed and listened to your mutters behind the doorâdistancing the twoâthe more he couldnât help but feel an itch to worry for you. âY/n? Are you okay?â
âYâYes!â That didnât sound convincing⊠âIâll be out in just a second!â
âOkayâŠâ
And so he waited for a minute. Which turned to two minutesâŠThreeâŠ..
Anticipation transitioned to unease, calling out to you once more. âY/n?â No answer; not a good sign. The tall man gets up and strides to knock on the bathroom door. âBaby? Everything alright?â Nothing, even if he knocks on the white surface again.
CREAAAAKâŠ!
But his frets are handled once he hears the sound of the door opening slowly. He steps back to make way for the person on the other side of the door, and lo and behold, you stand.
There are things in Getoâs life that never cease to amaze himâyou being one of them. From the moment he saw you, he swore that in his life, there had never been something that looked so mesmerizing and captured his eye in an instant, and Gojo and Shoko are always sure to tease the guy for such a confession. And the time you reciprocated his feelings and accepted being his domestic other half, words could not describe the elation his poor heart couldnât handle.Â
Right now, he is experiencing those same feelings when heâs with you. His expectations were blown out of the water once you entered the plane again.
Your face was the first thing he looked to, a sheepish yet cute expression that went with the adorable white bunny ear headband you adorned at the top of your head. Your casual attire had been withdrawn to the bathroom tiles, substituted with the outfit you had been fussing about until now. Your chest harbored a black lacy negligee with intricate designs that had Getoâs purple eyes dance and trace around; the faint drapes of the gown cascaded down to your upper thighs, yet your underwear could still be seen. It matched the lacy black thong that made your boyfriend gulp thickly at how gorgeous your hips lookedânot to mention the tiny bow at the top center. And to complete the look, black stockings come up your knees.
ââŠâ
There is silence between you and him. The only sound you can use to distract yourself is the beat of your heart.
ââŠâ
But the longer you wait for a response, the louder the rhythm.Â
ââŠâ
The lack of his voice was killing you â eating you alive â and youâre sure that youâre bound to faint if this kept going. Did I wear it wrong? Do I look weird?! Oh God, please say someâÂ
âY/nâ
You squeaked. âY-Yes?â
âCan you please,â Geto takes a few steps closer, enough for his hands to come around your waist and pull you in. You almost choke on the air. âRemind me to thank Mei Mei and Shoko first thing tomorrow, okay?â
âWhâWhat theâWhat does that meanâ?â
âYou look amazing.â Three simple words have you still. âLike, seriously. Hold on, let me get a good look at you.â He leans around to look at the details of your sides, and your brain short circuits when he moves behind you and lifts the negligee to see the rear of your panties. What is happening⊠âHoly shit, this suits you so well.â
âReâŠReally?â
âReally.â You can see the sincerity in his gaze as he surveys every physical thing about you. âIâm so tempted to grab my phone to take a picture.â
âOh my God, please donât!!â Your frightened hands grab his sweatshirt with a vigorous grip, contrasting the trembling owner. âDonât take a picture, please!!â
âI wonât, I wonât!â the dark-haired partner assures you through a fit of laughter, his warm, slender hands finding your fists and pounding him. Again, you are frozen stiff when he kisses your temple. âBesides, I prefer not sharing something as beautiful with anyone else.â
You donât know how many compliments you can take before spiraling into a puddle. âYou really do like it.â
âI love it,â another kiss to your cheek while his hands now find purchase on your waist. Oxygen suddenly feels foreign when youâre so close to him to pick up the cologne on his clothes. âIt looks so much better now that youâre wearing it. You really know how to spoil me, huh, angel.â
Was it him being spoiled right now or you? How he spoke to you had your heart racing uncontrollably since you left the bathroom. Youâve been a complete nervous wreck from the moment your friends probed you to buy this outfit up until now, and now you can honestly feel that youâre feeling a sense of glee wearing it because your boyfriend likes it so much. Regrets no longer linger in your bones, goosebumps calm down on your skin, and you hum as you return the embrace.Â
That isâŠuntil you feel something pressed against you. SomethingâŠ.hard.
Curiosity sprinkles your pretty little head until it snaps and your hips sway to experiment. A subtle jolt rocks Getoâconfirming your hypothesis.
âSu..SuguruâŠâ You donât know why, but the following words felt prohibited to leave your lips. âIs thatââ
âHnnmâŠSorry,â he purrs abjectly. âGuess I got a little too excited.â He lifts his head from your shoulder to look at you, and your stomach churns at the sight of his stare, holding a misty, lustful glint. You donât even mention his hands silently moving to cup your ass. âIs that too much, baby?â
Violet eyes latched with yours make you shiver, suppressing a gasp when he throws a slick rut to grind the tent of his dark sweatpants on you. âNâNo!â You squeaked, feeling small when his smile got broader.
âSo sweet like always,â a chaste, gentle kiss to your lips feels like clouds. He then steps back out of your arms, pulling down his sweats to reveal the erection contained by the boxer briefs. Geto sits on the edge of the bed and tilts his head. âSo, will my sweet bunny girl care for me tonight?â Seeing you gawk at him, he stifles a chuckle, and it takes a good mental slap to bring you back to reality. A few seconds pass, and you finally build up the courage to walk forward and crouch between his spread legs.Â
Mini prayers replay in your brain as your hand hesitantly touches the clothed shaft, the firmness of it getting stiffer and stiffer as your fingers touch thoroughly. When youâre ready, you bring the hem of his underwear down, welcoming his cock to the open air for it to intimidate you with its girth. Precum trails from the urethra, traveling down from the corona, foreskin, and underside. God, itâs been a while since you were up close and personal with this thing; its sheer size is enough to reconsider the regret you threw out minutes ago. Too late now, though.
Come on, Y/n, you use your inner thoughts to motivate you. Youâre doing this for Suguru; donât chicken out now! So, you bring your lips to meet the head of his cock, earning a hum from the man above. Blowjobs have never been your forte; again, itâs been a while since youâve had his cock near anything outside of your lower regions. But today was different as you used your tongue to lick the lip of the cockhead, the salty flavor of his fluid teasing your tastebuds. And with the sounds of him whimpering, you begin to remember the routine as the seconds go. Your mouth takes in his tip with hollowed cheeks, and your hands grasp around the shaft before you glide up and down.
âHahhhh, yes, sweetie,â Geto soothed, biting his lip at the display of you pleasing him with your plump lips. âJust like thatâŠNnnghâŠ!â His words fuel more confidence in your motion, using this to move to the next step and take in as much of his shaft as you can. You donât go all the way to the hiltâa task that youâre afraid will have you chokingâ but once you reach halfway, your head starts to bob up and down at a gradual pace. Black brows furrow at the movement; fuck, you felt so good for him. So nice and warm on his dick; he wouldnât mind having his whole evening dedicated to this. âFuck, my love, loosen your jaw for meâŠMmmm, good girl, thatâs it. Keep sucking like that.â
Itâs not before long that you find the groove; albeit sucking on Geto amateurishly, he places a hand on your head, which you can only assume is that youâre doing a decent job. Saliva coats the limb busying your oral cavity, mixing with the excess come that escapes and spreads with your lips going to and fro. Your tongue goes on to flick and lap on his tip some more, evoking the hottest moans youâve ever heard from him. And while you stroke his member, your free hand finds his scrotum and massages the pair in unison, a buck of his hips as your thumb presses down on the testicles with a curl. Your bobbing becomes frequent, a mediocre cadence that has your partner throw his head back. The veins scraping along the upper walls of your mouth are too erotic for your mind to comprehend
âShiiiit, I canâtâNnnmm!â He hisses before he cups your wet cheeks. âYouâre doing so good, princess.â
Your eyes open and peer to the person talking above you. With a soft âpop,â you release his length before placing sloppy kisses and licks. âYew fink shoow?â You speak with a mouthful of his dick to his frenulum, humoring the dark-haired man.
âYes, little bunny,â he teases, and you can sense the throbs between your legs getting worse after referring to you with that title. âWait, I just remembered somethingâŠHold on, lie on the bed for me.â
Youâre gently pushed off him as Geto stands up from the bed, confused. You take your place atop the bed, and he grabs something from his sweatpants and heads into the bathroom. The sound of running water from the sink fills the silence before itâs shut off. He then returns to the bedroom holding a bottle of lube youâre familiar with in one hand, and the other with a wet, metalâŠfluffyâŠlooks like a kind ofâ
Eyes shoot wide open when you finally register what heâs holding, and the anxiety hits you like a punch to haunt you. âWhâW-Where did y-you get that?!â
âI saw that you left this in the box before dressing up,â no, you didnât forget a damn thing. You deliberately avoided the very item that Geto was holding because looking at it was embarrassing enough; it would be horrifying to have this in the same room as you now! Between his thumb and forefinger was a metal butt plugâa small one, nothing too majorâwith what appeared to be a white fluff ball at the end. Itâs meant to be worn with what you wore, but these bunny ears already trampled your dignity. Adding an anal toy to the frey might as well have you sign up for assisted suicide! âI figured we needed it to complete the look.â
âN-No! No, no, no, absolutely not!â Rejections fly out of your system. âThatâs too much!â
Geto blinks. âYou think so? Itâs pretty small from what Iâve seen.â
Youâve seen these before!?!? âEven then, I donât wannaââ
âDidnât you see this with the set before you bought it?â
You almost choked on your tongue. âW-WellâŠY-Yes, but,â your thumbs find themselves fidgeting, anything to distract the humiliation that overshadows your nervous state. âThat doesnât mean I wanted toâŠwear it.â
âWhy not?â
âBecause itâsââ embarrassing as hell! A bunny tail as a butt plug!? Just kill me!! ââItâsâŠ..Itâll look weird on me.â
Oh, how you didnât know how much of a switch that flipped for Geto, the other quietly thought to himself before speaking again. âY/n,â you perked at the mention of your name. âTurn around for me.â Chewing on your lips, you shook your headâyou knew what he was doing. âCâmon, now, I thought you were my sweet girl.â You flatten your lips when he comes close to squeeze your cheeks. âPlease? Wear this for me, my little bunny?âÂ
Oh, for Godâs sake, this night was getting more challenging to get through with the hour. Inner dialogue canât even bring you to a consensus, as your conscience is getting in the way of coming to a decision. On the one hand, you feel as though youâre venturing out of your comfort zone enough, wearing this flustering nightgown and these damn bunny ears. Yet, at the same time, this isnât about you; this is all meant to be for your partner, something entirely out of the norm to make him feel special. And you being reluctant to accept his wishes is just pushing you back to square one and defeating the purpose of this entire dilemma, right?Â
Your hands find your face to shield, releasing a long sigh that should have stretched to your final days. Nonetheless, you slump your arms down in defeat, and a short nod is given: â.......okay.â
Without being told again, you feebly follow Getoâs request and turn around. Your lower half is the only thing in his line of sight. Your lips canât stop quivering in such a position, and breathing becomes arduous once you feel your boyfriendâs weight dent the mattress. You jolt when his hand comes to the top of your laced thong, bringing the material down to expose the bare skin of your ass to him. Damn it! A pillow within your proximity is brought to your face, using it to hide yourself from the world.
However, âAww, donât be so shy on me, baby,â Slender fingers faintly brush from your spine down to the very crevice of your bottom, making your body shudder. âShouldnât be hiding that pretty face from me.â The sound of your gasp, when his lubed fingers teeter around your rear entrance, ignites a flame, and now he has a thirst heâs itching to indulge with. âShhhh, breathe, my love. Gonna go real nice and slow for you, okay?â
The pillow muffles your moans as Geto begins to push one finger inside your puckered hole slightly. The stretch of the digit is a pain you have never experienced, making you whimper like a poor babe. Your boyfriend coaxes you through it, adding more lube to ease your ass as his finger goes back and forth to prepare you. Adding another finger causes you to shake your head, and your entrance accommodates the insertions, whether you like it or not.
A full minute or more passes where your ass is played with, and Geto smoothes you with a rub of your buttcheeks as he removes his digits out of your lubed hole. âNow, time to test this outâŠâ A sudden chill has your arch, and the cold metal of the butt plug has you clamping involuntarily, yet the raven-haired partner reminds you to relax your body while he pushes the toy inside you. It doesnât invade with the snap of the finger; thirty seconds in, and your butthole is slowly but surely adapting to the alien plaything. And before you know it, you feel the whole thing finally be swallowed into your rear walls; you grip the pillow as your mouth releases silent cries.Â
âHaaahâŠI-Is it in?â You lifted your head to inquire.Â
âYes, angel,â he playfully smacks your ass, and you jerk at the unexpected contact. âDamn, now you look all cute and sexy with this on.â Geto then shifts to stand on his knees before maneuvering above you, removing the pillow from beneath you so you canât hide yourself from him any longer. And more trembles crawl all over your body when you feel his solid cock create friction on the rift of your ass. âLift your butt a bit for me,â your hips follow his hands, guiding you upward until you meet his pelvis. âGood girlâŠGonna start putting it inside, okay?â
You nod leisurely, grabbing the comforter beneath you as Geto pulls the thong to the side. Itâs no surprise to see that your cunt is covered in your slick, the tip of his member queued to kiss your labia. The lascivious man hisses at the sensation, anticipation climbing up as he pushes himself unhurriedly. The same goes for you, your mouth agape with quieted shrieks when the cockhead makes it inside your vagina, gripping the sheets as he slowly pushes more of himself, every inch of his penis becoming greater and greater, inaudible babbles once the base meets your folds.
Geto allows you a couple of seconds to stabilize your breathing, starting with excruciatingly slow thrustsâso painfully slow that you can feel every dent and vein that ventures inward and outward your chasm; itâs hard for your hips not to move on their own. With every pull, your inner walls clench on the shaft as if wanting more as he leaves your warmth. And every push makes you full to the brink of tears, and your brows trenched together as your fists ball the sheets.
âMmaahhâŠNnahaahâŠ!â The brush of your velvety channel feels good within the minute, and the insertion pain is now being replaced with pleasure. Your roll to the ceiling at the graze of your G-spot, the butt plug made your nerves more sensitive with how busy your lower half was. And once heâs warmed up enough, your companion turns up the speed of his ruts. âTaahhh, I, ohhhGodâŠ! SuguâOooo!!â Did he just poke your cervix!? You sobbed out loud.
âNnmm, holy shiiit, you feel so good, sweetie,â Geto moans, taking in the view before him. The lingerie you were wearing gave a beautiful image of your backside, his indigo orbs survey from the muscles of your back to your prompted ass. Holy hell, it was driving him crazy, watching how the flesh of your butt reverberates with the smack of his pelvis. It makes him want to go ever faster, harder. And donât get him started on the white bunny tail butt plug; shit was too cute to resist and toy with, pulling on the item lightly and turning it around.
The action had your holes clenching simultaneously. âShhâShhtop, Suguuu!!â You wailed out, toes curling as he taunted your anus with light pulls and pushes. âD-Donât do thatâŠ!â
âHeh, sorry, my bunny girl,â God, the way he was teasing you was literal hell on Earth with how heâs using your body right now. âYou know I canât help myself when it comes to youâŠAiisshh! Fuhuck, youâre squeezing me so hardâŠHmm? You like it when I tease you, huh, baby?â
You shook your head no in a rushed manner, the heat of your face already coursing to your ears. But then your frame jerked along with the sound of something, and it was a hand smacking on the skin of your butt.
âNow, donât be like that,â Geto chuckles above you as you cry. The same hand he used to slap you soothes the blow. âYou know you can be honest with me. At least your body isâŠDonât you like being close to me like this?â You donât reply, too busy squealing at another graze of your sensitive spots. So, he slaps your buttocks once more. âDonât ignore me, love.â
ââMmmph! Ahh-hahh, I-I,â You swallow spit before choking on it. âI canâtâŠHic, itâs shoh embarrassingâŠ!â
âAww, is the little bunny still scared?â He then bends down to your ear, a big move on his part as you swear youâre bound to shut down from the closeness. âHmm? Whatâs so embarrassing?â
A sluggish pull back before Geto snaps his hips into you harshly, another jab to your cervix practically has you seeing stars. âHoooh!! BeâBecausee!!â God, itâs so hard to think right now, the pound of your head getting harsher with the increased heat. âYâYouâAhhaa! Youu make meâŠs-sound sho dirtâEeeyahh!âÂ
âOh?â He licks your ear before nibbling on the helix. âYou donât like it when I fuck you like this? Donât like it when I whisper to your ear while you scream for me?â You shake your head no, which is extinguished once Geto stuffs your mouth with his fingers. Your tongue, played with by his fore and middle finger, has you mewling like no tomorrow. âHmmm, thatâs a funny thing to say when your pussy canât stop twitching on me. Make it seem like youâre not embarrassed to milk my cock dry, huh, princess.âÂ
âNnoohh, itâs notâhicânot like that!â A tear trickles down a hot cheek as you suck on his fingers, his thumb there unaware to wipe it. âDonât say stuff like thatâŠ!â
âWhy? Too crude for my angelâs ears?â He keeps teasing you, âEven though weâve fucked lots of times, you still act like such a cutie.â
âStooop,â Lord have mercy. Any more than this, and youâre bound to melt away sooner rather than later. âD-Donât tease meâŠâ
He canât help it, not when you sound so cute and flustered because of him. It makes him think of an idea and straightens himself off of you. But not away from you â he then grabs your leg and rests it on his shoulder while straddling the other, changing the position so you can look at each other. Something a lot more intimate as he goes back to drilling his length into your heat. With a smug grin, he asks, âIs this less embarrassing for you, sweet baby?â
Your heart almost jumped out of your throat; no, this is much worse! Your shrieks returned to erupt out of your figure as Getoâs pace increased. The new angle achieves having his dick venture deeper inside your throbbing channel, pounding to you until the hilt meets your southern lips, and the bump and grind of your clitoris with the motion is enough to have you winded. ââOhoohh!! Dooahh! N-Nooo, d-donât lookâŠ!â You try to shield your face with your forearm.
Yet Geto instantly refutes that, using his free hand to move it while he bends back down; his added weight has you whining aloud. âDonât do that,â he groans at the contract of your walls, retaliating with more rough plunges. âNo more hiding from me; I wanna see that pretty face always.â
âSuguu, pleaseeâNnnn!â Scrapes to the walls of your vaginal walls are even more dangerous in this position. âTâoo faaast!!â
âHnngh! FFfuckinâ shitâŠBut you feel so good,â Geto presses his forehead onto yours. âYou feel so good, you look so good, like holy fuck! You drive me too crazy; itâsâGhhh!- just not right how you can make me go wild. I wanna see it all, wanna see how cute you look, how dirty you look, and how fucking hot you sound because of meâand only me.â A kiss to your nose before placing one on the corner of your lips. âStarting now, I wanna see all these sides of you, so donât hide them from meâŠâÂ
You are given no room to reply to his statements as a kiss to your mouth finally seals the deal for tonight. Light pecks gradually dwell into steamy, longing smooches, tongue and teeth classing for intimacy. Itâs all it takes for you to sink into his touch finally and the comforter beneath you, submitting to him as he finishes you off. Â
Geto then rolls his hips at an erratic cadence, and relentless hits to your cervix have you blubbering helplessly into his lips. Ungovernable throbs around his girth are ineluctable, the climb of your orgasm climbing up tenfold with the brush of your clit up against his pelvis. OhhhGod! Itâs coming, Iâm gonnaââMmmmph!â
The peak of your crescendo has you moaning deep into the kiss, your writhing figure submitted to the end of your session as your cunt flutters around Getâs girth as the shocks of the climax rock your entire body. And your contraction is all your partner needs to let go of the reins and cease to his own release, his pulsating shaft expelling his load deep into your palpitating vagina. The two of you continue to kiss as your bodies heave and jolt, with the last of the aftershocks coursing through your nerves.Â
He breaks the kiss, the two of you gasping for air in sync. Drool slips from your lips and comes down to your chin, and Geto smiles before kissing your cheek. âThank you for the gift,â he commends you. âYa sure I canât get at least one picture of you?â
Youâre undoubtedly out of breath, yet your facial expression doesnât fail to display unease. âPleaseâŠstop teasing me,â you sniffle with hooded eyes.
âOkay, my sweet bunny girl,â he chortles. âWell, at the very least, letâs go another round, âkay?â
âWhaâH-huh!?!?â
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ââŠI will never listen to your advice ever again.â
âWow, rude?â
âRight, like whatever happened to âthank youâ?â
As far as mornings go, this one was ultimately out of the norm. When was the last time you woke up with your body sore to the bone? Because the moment the sunâs rays peaked through the curtains and landed on your eyes, you couldnât move a single finger or toe without feeling a sense of heaviness. Or maybe it was because you found that your tall boyfriend was still sound asleep; his slim frame was spooning you close to him. You could hear his light snore as he rested in the crook of your neck and arm to your shoulder with a strong leg between yours.Â
Your face warmed up at the realization that he was so close to your proximity, and it only worsens when you realize that you both are in the nude, which rarely [if not NEVER] happens! Whereâs your pajamas? At the very least, an oversized shirt and panties!Â
But you couldnât find them anywhere. All you could see was a black negligee and a white bunny-eared headband, and memories of last night finally started to swim into your brain. But the true horror was when you saw the butt plug from before down on the comforter, and it slipped past your mind not to scream and kick the item in humiliating terror while abruptly waking up your partner. WHAT THE FUUUUCK!??!?
And to add the nail to the coffin, your body didnât look like how you left it yesterday. As you got up to head for the bathroom, you caught a glimpse of your reflection in the mirror and felt like you witnessed a scene from a horror movie. Your skin was covered in light bruises and bitemarks, discoloration where itâs implied there were hickeys received all around your neck, stomach, and inner thighs. You were still wearing the black knee-high stockings. However, those looked utterly different from how they looked initially; tears and holes were found all over, but most prominently, the inside of your upper thigh area.
Speechless was the word to describe your puzzlementâappalled, dumbstruck, void of thinking as your reflection showcased an entirely different person. Th-âŠThereâs no way⊠Thatâs all you could say to yourself, but it was the way.
Once Geto left for work, it wasnât any easier for you to work around the house. Working remotely suddenly became an obstacle, as every time your mind recalled the events that transpired the night before, youâd become too flustered to continue your work. You couldnât even walk into your shared bedroom, too rattled to the point that you just used the guest bathroom! The notion of embarrassment was getting challenging to function today; had you known this wouldâve been the effect of buying that damn outfit, you wouldâve stopped yourself!
Hence, youâre now complaining to the people who probed you to purchase it in the first place. âA âthank youâ? I could barely enter past the threshold of my own room, and you want me to thank you!?â
It was late afternoon. You were washing dishes and drying them in the kitchen while putting them aside. But you werenât alone; your laptop sat at the kitchen island with an application running. On the screen, a window harbored two screens with different faces: one woman with brown hair appearing to smoke out her balcony, and the other with pale blue hair styling her hair to a bun.Â
The brunette, Shoko, responds to your words. âY/n, calm down; all you did was have sex in a bunny costume; nothing radioactive happened there.â
âYeah, well, I feel like I did something radioactive!â You retorted, wiping the sponge across the wet plate concerningly fast. You pick up the headband from last night and grimace. âDamn this headbandâŠGod, Iâm so sore.â
âHaving sex for an hour straight will do that to a person,â a nerve is stricken when the other speaks; Mei Mei is now done styling the back of her hair with a sly smile. âPfft, I still find it funny that you passed out.â
âItâs not funny!!â To your dismay, you only make your two best friends laugh even harder. âThis is not how this is supposed to be; I donât even recognize my own bodyâŠYou saw the pictures!â
Shoko titters, âYeah, I saw, and it looks like Geto couldnât keep his hands off you.â She takes a drag of her cigarette and exhales the smoke. âIsnât that a good thing, though? It means that he liked the gift and appreciated it tenfold.â
âExactly,â Mei Mei agrees. Your complaints seem to suggest that we completed the mission of making him feel specialâwhich was, you know, the main reason you wanted to do it in the first place.â
âOh, he felt special, alright,â you said, placing a dry plate on the rest. Although youâd been in a constant state of indignity, what they were saying was true. The whole point of making a fool of yourself and wearing a costume was meant to be outside the norm. Itâs exciting for you and Geto, and you can assume that the outcome brought a satisfying end for both parties.
âŠHowever, it would be nice if it didnât cost you a lot of hickeys and soreness. You sighed heavily, âYouâre rightâŠIâm just happy that he enjoyed it. He even said I looked cute dressed as his little bunny.â
âI bet!! Why didnât you take pictures!?â Shoko complains, her device coming closer to her face to emphasize her disheartened tone of voice.Â
âI would rather die than have photos of that of me around,â the thought alone causes an unsettling quiver.
But Mei Mei also voices her grievances. âEhhh, but I bet you looked so adorable~. You better take pictures the next time you do something like that!â
You couldâve sworn your neck was nearly to break when you snapped your head to look at your laptop screen. âAre you insane; what do you mean next time?âÂ
A silver brow rises. âOh, be real, Y/n; you really think this is some one-and-done type thing? I bet you ten dollars that Geto would love to pull those bunny ears out again.âÂ
The brunette chuckles after exhaling more smoke from her pretty lips. âAye, maybe we should find you some more outfits to wear for him. Maybe we should have you in a fox costume next.â
Your mouth drops in displeasure, but Mei Mei beats you into saying something. âMmm, now thatâs a good idea; I saw something online with cute ears and a skirt. And,â her lavender eyes narrow with a scoff. âIâm sure youâd love to wear the butt plug tail of that one too, Y/nââ
âGOODBYE!!â
You slapped your laptop screen down as your farewell to your best friends, whom youâre sure are probably laughing to themselves for witnessing your reaction.Â
Your cheeks are so hot that they are in discomfort; unbelievable. A next time!? You couldnât comprehend the possibility that youâd be wearing something like last night again. Could you even look at bunny ears the same again after what just happened?! Bunny tails, too; what you primitively thought was cute and pure has now been tarnished to a suggestive and erogenous image. No, thereâs unquestionably no way you would be put into that position ever again. No, no, nope, and no!!
DING-DONG!!
The sudden noise of the doorbell diminishes your reluctant energy within milliseconds. You checked the kitchen clock â Geto should be coming home right about now, but why would he be ringing the bell? Inquisitiveness draws up to your shoulders as you dry your hands, taking light steps to the door and opening it after unlocking.Â
You leave a small opening to peak through, âY-Yes?â
âIs that the lovely Y/n Iâm seeing~?â
That voiceâŠNot Getoâs, but familiarity sparks up, and recognition prompts you to open the door wider.Â
Pure snowy white hair is the first thing that captures your attention, along with the dark shades concealing its ownersâ eyesâa signature look of your partnerâs friend, âSaâSatoru?â
âAye, you remembered to call me by my first name that time!â The named man was dressed down in his work attire, his hand holding his black blazer while he brought his sunglasses up for his azure eyes to throw a wink at you. âItâs been a while, huh?â
âIt has!â Your perplexity was evident in your tone; you had forgotten just how tall the man was. âWh-What are you doing here?â
âWell, I was finally able to catch your boy-toy here before ditching me at work,â Gojo brings your boyfriend into view with the tug of his collar, the raven-haired man expressing nothing but total irritation. âDude owes me dinner, and I heard someone is cooking a nice meal tonight! Have room for another person?â
âWho said you were invited?â Geto questions his best friend after getting out of his hold.
âI did!â The white-haired man answers. âYou owe me for saving your ass yesterday with that file scareâyouâre welcome, by the way,â he ignores the glare of his friend. âAnd just be glad Iâm asking for a home-cooked meal, or else Iâd be draining your pockets at that new steak place that opened up recently.âÂ
âUnbelievableâŠâ Geto sighs exasperately. âHurry up and get in.â
You move out of the way so the men can enter your abode. âExcuse my intrusion~,â the blue-eyed man says as he takes off his dress shoes in the foyer and happily walks to the living room.Â
Your boyfriend shakes his head, âSorry âbout this, baby.â
âItâs okay; I was done washing dishes anyway.â
âMmm,â he brings you in for a hug, part of the routine when he returns home. âHowâre you feeling now?âÂ
Your heart skips a beat. âI feelâŠokay, still sore, but, you knowâŠâ He smelt so good, his cologne pleasantly sinking you in.Â
âHeh, sorry,â he kisses your temple. âI had a good time; you really spoiled me.â
The heat in your cheeks ventures to your ears and nape, and your heart returns to racing at an irregular dance. The memories of last night all come back to haunt you once more; images of you being bent into different positions and crying out for Geto hit you one after the other. The lewd thoughts are too much for your pretty little head, especially when you imagine the tall, dark-headed man all sweaty and panting above you with a grin on his face like last night.
At this point, your face will need an ice pack because itâs getting hot. âIâm..really glad you liked it.â
âLoved it,â he takes your hand and after removing his shoes. âCanât wait to try it again next time.â
And with those last two words, the world suddenly fell to a standstill. You didnât hear what you just heardâno, you didnât. âN-Next time?â You repeat.
âOf course!â he leads you down the hall to the open space. What, you thought youâd spend all that money on me for just one night?â No, I HOPED so! âBesides, I was looking online during my break at work, and I saw this fox variant look that I think would look real good on youââ
You couldnât believe your ears; not only did Mei Mei prove you wrong, but now you have to deal with your boyfriendâs interest in wanting to indulge more in this idea youâve brought into the relationship. What you thought and hoped would be for one night is now bound to haunt you for many days to come, and that thought in itself had you shaking in your slippers.
As well as the fact that you now owe your best friend cash for jinxing this situation. Damn her!
âYo, Suguru.â
You perk up when you hear Gojoâs voice as you two enter the kitchen area. And just when you thought this world couldnât chew and spit you out enough, the image of the white-haired man standing beside the kitchen island holding something in his hand mortifies you to the core.
âWhatâs with the bunny ear headband? I thought Easter went and passed already.âÂ
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a/n: i loooveee these fine men . i could just eat them
mommys good boy, always melting at your touch<3.
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heâs such a good boy, mommyâs lil slut<3
he loves how you use him for your pleasure!!
naughty boys deserve punishments..
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using his big fingers to get into those nice places<3
he loves overstimulating u!!! so mean:(
heâs so big.
heâs so big pt.2
hes HUGE
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fucking you like the brat you are
you love how rough he is<3
he loves facefucking his fav doll.
your punishment for being such a slut
teasing his cute girlđ
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your punishment for being such a spoiled brat
he thinks youâve been a bad girl.
making you beg for it
loves fucking you dumb
something he would do to make fun of you
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#MAKE HIM BEG (FOR THAT PâSSY!)
ÊÉ summary. how the jjk men look when they beg for it. are they reluctant as they force the words out or pathetic as they whine for it? . . . ft. gojo, geto, toji, choso + sukuna.
warnings. fem!reader, pussydrunk men of course, oral (f receiving), masturbation, penetration (p in v), riding, mating press, sukunas inspired by that one scene in wolf of wall street yupp, 18+ mdni.
SATORU GOJO â BREAKS IN NO TIME!
satoru may spend a short while attempting to defy your orders to beg for what he wants, crossing his arms over his chest and looking away with a petulant pout pushing at his lips.
but with you sitting there oh-so-temptingly next to him on the bed clad in nothing but a fuzzy pink nightgown and looking so painfully beautiful, god is it hard to keep up his childish stubbornness.
just look at it from his point of view for a moment... he's the strongest; he shouldn't have to plead with anyone for anything, right? hell, one could even argue that you should be the one begging him to lay his hands on you.
but if he's being completely honest with himself, he doesn't quite feel like the strongest whenever he's with you â no, it's the opposite, in fact... you make him weak.
weak enough that he's willing to throw caution to the wind and abandon his infamous prideful streak entirely to beg for you.
"please." satoru mumbles under his breath, like a child finally apologizing to their parent after being sent to the corner and thinking about what they've done for the appropriate amount of time.
"what was that, toru?" you hum teasingly, raising an eyebrow and stretching your leg out to poke his thigh with your recently pedicured foot. "i didn't quite hear you."
the white-haired man groans dramatically, peering over at you with his wide, uncovered cerulean eyes. he's needy; you can see it dancing clearly in his irises â but you're not about to let him off the hook that easily.
"can you say it again for me, hmm?" you prompt in a tone just dripping with exaggerated sweetness as you slowly drape your leg across his lap, relishing in the way his pale hands visibly twitch at his sides with the desire to touch it.
your boyfriend looks like he's mere moments away from lighting up a hollow purple as he fixes his stare upon your leg, refusing to look anywhere near your own eyes as he forces out another, more desperate, "please."
"good boy," you praise as a reward, watching with bemusement as satoru tries to cover up the way the two simple words affect him. but you know him too well, and the subtle squirm of his hips against your leg gives him away. "that wasn't so hard, was it?"
satoru grumbles a few retorts under his breath, but quickly loses his train of thought when you lift your leg from his lap, slowly spreading both limbs to expose the sheer panties you'd adorned especially for tonight.
"oh, baby," he groans from low in his throat, pupils dilating at an alarming speed as his tongue darts out to wet his suddenly chapped lips. "look at you..."
"just look?" you repeat cheekily, tilting your head to the side as you observe his completely transfixed reaction â it's almost laughable how easily you can break him down into a pathetic mess. "you don't wanna touch even after you begged so nicely for me?"
"n-no!" satoru shoots back without missing a beat, mop of messy white locks bobbing as he frantically shakes his head from side to side. "i wanna touch, pretty girl. i really wanna touch... can i?"
you barely have time to nod before your boyfriend is between your spread legs, effortlessly pushing them even further apart as he buries his head exactly where he wants it to be â right up against the slick crotch of your translucent underwear.
and he's utterly drunk on everything about your pussy in moments; the tempting scent of your gushing arousal that wafts through the material as he rubs his nose against it, the way the see-through fabric sticks to your skin and allows him a perfect view of your puffy folds.
"so gorgeous." satoru mutters reverently, lovesick eyes flicking up to meet yours as his freakishly long tongue lolls out to lick a slow, thorough stripe up the soiled front of your panties.
you're not sure who moans louder; him or you. all you do know is that it doesn't take long for his eager mouth to be directly over your cunt, ruined underwear tossed somewhere nearby without a second thought.
"y'should... make me work for it... more often, baby," he pants against you between obnoxious slurps and frequent groans of enjoyment at your saccharine flavour. "somehow, it makes this pretty pussy taste even sweeter."
SUGURU GETO â TURNS THE TABLES ON YOU!
suguru has no problem in indulging you if you want to switch things up in the bedroom every now and again. you want him to beg for you? sure, he can do that.
...because he knows that the roles will be reversed soon enough.
so when you pull him away from your gushy cunt by his hair after he's just spent the last few blissful hours down there coaxing orgasm after orgasm out of your writhing body, he's waiting patiently for whatever you want to say.
"if you want to be inside me next... you have to beg for it," you say breathlessly, trailing your fingers from the back of his silky, loose hair down to the nape of his neck and squeezing. "can you do that for me, sugu?"
suguru pretends to consider it for a moment, tilting his head to the side and peering up at you with thoughtful violet eyes. after a few moments, he responds. "hmm... i see no reason why i can't."
your surprise is evident on your face at just how quickly he agreed â when you first decided you wanted to try this, you assumed it would take atleast a little bit of convincing to get him to go along with it.
...but apparently not.
"wow. um... just like that?" you chuckle in a soft puff of startled air, eyebrows raised as you watch him stand up from his knees and rest his large hands over your bare thighs.
"what? did you expect me to put up a fight or something, baby?" suguru purrs gently, leaning down so his face is inches from yours, hot breaths mingling together. "nah. my girl's pretty pussy is worth begging for, don't you think?"
you swallow thickly, his sultry words making a gush of arousal ooze onto the sheets beneath you as your eyes briefly flick down to his lips which are still swollen and shiny with your juices. "i wouldn't have asked you to if i didn't think so."
he releases a low, velvety laugh at this before slowly spreading your legs wider to make room for himself and crawling onto the mattress to settle between them.
suguru reaches down past the waistband of his grey sweatpants to wrap a tanned hand around his neglected cock, giving it a few pumps while his gaze stays fixed upon your glistening wetness.
and he just keeps doing this for a few long moments, making your body instinctively squirm around in need as you observe his ministrations with an air of impatience. "i-isn't this the part where you're meant to do the begging?" you force out, hoping your voice isn't too audibly uneven.
he simply smiles at this â a lilting, amused little smile that makes you feel like he might know something you don't. "i will, sweetheart. just getting myself ready first."
a few minutes pass, yet he still makes no move whatsoever to start pleading with you; and naturally, you're starting to become more and more restless, itching for something, anything to happen.
then suddenly, without any warning whatsoever, suguru pushes both his sweats and boxers down in one fell swoop, instantly drawing your attention to his thick, veiny cock as it slaps against his toned abdomen, reddened tip angry and drooling from all the teasing he's been doing to it.
and you're so fixated on the sight before you that you hardly even notice when he slyly lines himself up with your entrance, rubbing his leaky cockhead around it in slow, infuriating circles.
"w-what are you doing, sugu?" you gasp, brows pinching in a mix of annoyance and pleasure at his deliberately un-coordinated movements; he's working you up on purpose... but why?
"nothing." suguru hums entirely innocently, blinking down at you with an air of nonchalance that doesn't fail to irk you.
for a while, silence falls between you as you both gaze intently at where your bodies are connected â so close to becoming one but not quite there yet.
and then, the somewhat tranquil moment is suddenly snapped into a thousand tiny pieces by the loud, wet slap! of your boyfriend's flushed tip slapping against your cunt.
and it makes you release a pitiful cry, needy hips instinctively bucking up against him in search of more friction. but he abruptly pulls away before your skin can touch again, still sporting that strange smile.
"you want something, pretty girl?" suguru croons in a deceptively sweet tone, reaching down to trail a slender finger down the supple skin of your tummy and relishing the way your hips buck again in response.
"y-yes," you whine pathetically, too desperate to be full of him to even process how this situation has somehow been turned completely on its head in mere minutes. "please, sugu... need you."
"thereee we go... who's the one begging now, hm?" he chuckles loudly, eery smile finally widening into the smug grin he's evidently been holding back this whole time. "see what i did there?"
"...i hate you."
"no you don't, baby."
and he's right; you don't. and when he distracts you by finally, finally beginning to ease himself inside your throbbing heat, you think maybe the tables being turned on you wasn't such a bad thing after all.
TOJI FUSHIGURO â YOU'LL HAVE TO WEAR HIM DOWN!
ââyou want me to what?â toji grunts in response, a thick dark eyebrow raised in exasperation as he looks at you like youâd just grown a second head.
âyou heard me perfectly fine, toji.â you huff with a small roll of your eyes. of course he isn't going to make this easy for you. he never does.
âyou seriously want me to beg to fuck that needy little cunt of yours?â he scoffs loudly, jabbing a finger in the direction of your dripping core as if to prove his point. âi think you should be the one begging me to do that, dollface.â
âthatâs what i do every night already,â you deadpan, crossing your arms over your chest and observing the way he simply shrugs in response. âweâre trying something different this time.â
âoh, are we now?â toji drawls mockingly, tilting his head to the side and eyeing you with a bemused half-smile tugging at his scarred lips. âand what makes you so sure iâll even agree to go along with this, hm?â
âwell⊠because if you donât, then you get no pussy tonight.â you counter in a decisive hum, closing your legs and sealing yourself away from his view.
âreally? that's the best y'got?â he snorts obnoxiously, waving a dismissive hand in your direction and turning his head back to the television screen at the end of the bed as if to showcase how unaffected he is by your threat.
toji may be stubborn as a mule, but so are you; which is a good thing because it means you work well together, but a bad thing (for him) because it means that two can play at this little game heâs started.
so while he pretends his attention is solely fixed on whatever is quietly playing on the tv, you not-so-subtly begin sliding a hand down the length of your body, eyeing him carefully for any signs of a reaction.
you know youâre making progress when he covers up the way a groan threatens to rumble from deep in his throat when he notices your hand finishing its descent and disappearing between your legs by clearing his throat into his fist.
he holds out for quite a while, honesty. it must be taking a herculean effort on his part not to snap when you begin releasing shameless moans and gasps of pleasure right beside him, coupled with the lewd squelching sounds emanating from your cunt.
but toji is just a man, after all â and one that is not used to being denied what he wants, at that. so it's not long at all before he breaks, practically ripping his clothes to shreds in his haste to be inside of you right now.
you stop him before he can line himself up with your entrance by placing a hand on his bare chest, a victorious smile pulling at your lips as you tilt your head to the side. "forgetting something, big man?"
"huh? oh, y'mean a condom? sorry, baby, 'm all out." he mutters while shooting an apologetic grin in your direction, quickly turning his focus back to pushing his gushing tip towards your fluttering hole.
"no, not that," you chuckle in bemusement, giving his chest a light shove to stop his advances yet again. "i'm fairly certain i said no pussy for you unless you beg for it, didn't i?"
toji's grin falls comically fast, replaced by a small scowl of annoyance as he leans back on his haunches. damn it, he'd been foolish to hope you would've forgotten about that already.
"jesus christ, fine... please?" he forces out with about as much enthusiasm as a young child about to go to their first day back at school after a long vacation, the words coated in bitterness as they fall from his tongue.
"alright, i see you don't really want it then, so i'll just see myself outâ"
"fuck no, you're not going anywhere, dollface," toji grunts before you can even take a single step towards the door, wrapping his strong arms around your waist and effortlessly pulling you down onto his lap. "i'll even beg all proper for ya, okay? please can i have you, mama?"
"...i suppose." you respond with a small smile, trying to hold back the smugness threatening to bubble up into your tone as you realize that your little plan actually worked.
but as per usual, you end up being the one begging for more once toji starts bouncing your pliant body up and down on his fat, curved cock that just fills you up so good.
...no surprises there.
CHOSO KAMO â BEGS ALREADY (A LOT!)
choso has absolutely no problem being pathetic for you.
he feels that it's a blessing just being able to exist in your mere presence, so it's only fair that if he wants anything more than that then he should ask nicely, right?
he has no idea why anyone wouldn't get down on their knees and beg for the privilege of getting to touch someone as pretty as you, especially when you walk into the bedroom in nothing but one of his oversized shirts.
"baby..." choso mutters quietly, voice already slightly whiny as he watches you perch yourself on the edge of the bed he was lazily sprawled across before your entrance.
"hmm?" you hum, feigning obliviousness, as you peer at him over your shoulder â and oh, is he adorable like this. all pale, blushing cheeks and an involuntary pout pushing at his full lower lip.
"you look so pretty right now," he murmurs quietly but sincerely as his wide chestnut eyes trail over your form with barely concealed reverence dancing in his irises. "...w-well, i mean, you always look pretty. but especially right now." he adds for good measure.
"why thank you," you respond with a soft smile, reaching out to lightly trail your fingertips across the distance of his sharp jawline and relishing in the way his entire body visibly shivers as a result. "is there by any chance something you want, cho?"
choso audibly gulps at the gentle and knowing tone of your voice, letting his eyes flutter closed for a few beats before opening them again. "m-maybe."
"maybe?" you repeat in a light chuckle, raising an eyebrow and grasping his chin between your thumb and forefinger to make sure his gaze stays directly fixed upon you. "i know you can do better than that, baby. c'mon, use your words for me."
his pouting lower lip trembles ever so slightly at your coaxing words, the rapidly growing bulge in his sweatpants twitching violently in a way that borders on painful in response. "want y-you."
"hmm... better, i suppose. but still not good enough." you tut in disappointment, removing your touch from his chin entirely and observing the way he chases after your hand with silent amusement.
slowly crawling across the mattress, you perch yourself upon his lap before the poor boy can even process what's happening, placing your hands over his hipbones to stop his inevitable squirming.
"if you want something, you have to be specific," you drawl in a low, sultry caress of a tone, languidly rolling forward against the not-so-subtle hardness you can feel beneath your ass. "now... tell me, cho, what is that you want?"
choso appears to be mere moments away from bursting into a fit of tears at your teasing movement, his pale hands clenching into white-knuckled fists against the bedsheets as he peers up at you pleadingly through the messy strands of dark hair that have fallen across his forehead.
"i-i want you to... to fuck me," he murmurs timidly, each syllable audibly shaking with embarrassment as it leaves his mouth. no matter how many times the two of have been intimate in the past, he still remains as shy as ever. "please."
"thereee we go," you coo warmly, hands giving his hips a gentle squeeze in reward for his obedience. "didn't even have to ask you to beg, hmm? you did it all on your own like a good boy."
choso merely nods furiously, his desperate facial expression doing all the talking for him as you lift your body up for a moment to tug his sweatpants (which are already decorated with a small pre-cum stain) down.
it's not long before you're settled atop his needy, pulsing cock, unable to resist his repeated adorable whimpers and mewls to feel you around him â and oh, does it feel better when you've teased him just a little beforehand.
he's going feral within seconds, pulling your pliant body down to his face practically suffocate himself with your pillowy tits while he ruts up into like an animal in heat.
as you brace yourself for a bumpy ride, you can't but think that if there's one thing you never have to worry about with choso as your boyfriend, it's him refusing to beg for you.
...but what you do have to worry about is the very real possibility of him bruising your cervix with how deep his relentless thrusts are reaching.
RYOMEN SUKUNA â KINGS DO NOT BEG... RIGHT?
ryomen sukuna is the king of curses. and, coincidentally, last time he checked; kings do not beg.
so when you have the sheer audacity to ask him to plead with you for the mere privilege of getting to touch your mortal cunt, to say he is outraged would be a dire understatement.
âabsolutely not.â sukuna grunts firmly, crimson eyes narrowing in annoyance as he waves a dismissive hand in your direction, the action not dissimilar to what he would've to one of his old concubines when he was finished with them.
but you're irritatingly persistent, refusing to let the matter go for the entire duration of the night as if you truly believe there's a chance you can break his ironclad resolve.
"you must be deluded beyond comprehension to think i would ever stoop so low as toâ" he begins to grumble, but for some reason, finds the end of his sentence disappearing from his mind when he lays eyes upon what you're currently doing.
there you sit, at the foot of his throne, skirt pushed up to reveal the lack of... well, anything underneath as you shamelessly sprawl your legs apart to give him an unobstructed view of your sweet cunt.
"fuck, woman," sukuna practically growls, the sound guttural and raw as it escapes from deep in his throat. he shifts subtly in his seat, craning his neck downward to get a better look at you. "what on earth do you think you're doing?"
"who, me?" you hum, feigning complete obliviousness as you slowly but surely lift a leg up and press the end of your high heel against the arm of his throne.
"yes, you," he scoffs incredulously, crossing his tattooed arms over his chest and attempting to continue remaining unaffected by your little display. "do you see anyone else in here flashing me their bare pussy?"
you make a show of glancing over both shoulders before turning back and shaking your head with a mock-innocent smile stretching at your lips. "huh. you're right, looks like i'm the only one."
sukuna only responds with an unamused grunt at your childish antics, the sound quickly melting into a rough groan when you lift up your other leg as well, body now entirely open and just ripe for the taking.
he finds himself instinctively reaching out a thick hand before he even realizes what he's doing, only for you to pin it down with the end of your heel without it managing to make contact with your skin.
"ah ah," you hum chidingly, tilting your head to the side and peering up at him through fluttering lashes. "you know what you have to do if you want to touch, ryo."
sukuna scowls fiercely, fully aware that he could effortlessly pull his hand from under your shoe and snap your pretty little ankle in half in one swift movement... but he won't do that, of course. (maybe)
he could also just take what he wants right here, right now, without having to humiliate himself by pleading â but he supposes if he's going to do something so utterly unbecoming of himself like begging for someone, it might as well be for you.
so as soon as the pathetic syllables of the word "please" leave his disgruntled mouth, he doesn't wait a single second to pounce on you, easily folding your legs up to your head so your heels frame either side of your face.
"but don't think this little stunt of yours will go unpunished," sukuna mutters gruffly in your ear as he impatiently tugs his robes open. "next time, i'll make you take both my cocks. then you'll be the one begging me; not for more... no, but for me to stop."
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