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tonycries · 9 months ago

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WAP!

Synopsis. How was he expected to not lose control the first time he goes in raw?

Pairings. [SEPARATE] Gojo x Reader, Sukuna x Reader, Choso x Reader, Geto x Reader, Nanami x Reader, Toji x Reader

Content. MDNI, fem! reader, unprotected, bréeding, mating press, jealousy (Nanami’s side), improper use of Gojo’s technique, true form! Sukuna, dp, praise, creampíe, spítting, really REALLY needy pússydrunk boys, cúmplay, some HEINOUS things, pet names, swearing.

Word count. 5.6k (whoops)

A/N. Got a bit carried away but oh well hehehe.

♡ TOJI FUSHIGURO - “A-another?”

Toji Fushiguro never stutters, he never sounds unsure, he never lets that deep baritone voice of his break so pathetically at the end of his sentence.

Except for now, that is.

With you folded into such a mean mating press, spreading your shaky legs to flash him that heavenly view. As if that wasn’t enough to have Toji’s head spinning already, you give him a hazy, determined nod, “Another.”

Another. Oh, it’s all he can do to hold back a guttural groan when thumbing apart your puffy folds, eyeing the way you were clenching up at him eagerly.

“Another, huh?” Toji echoes, his free hand coming up to slide back that thin layer of plastic on his swollen cock. Slow. Torturously slow. Hissing at the cool air kissing his aching length, “Then-” He glides his leaky tip across your glossy entrance, smirking at the way you arch into it like such a slut. “-this pretty cunt better actually give me another kid, doll.”

And then Toji’s pushing in - slow, ruthless little pistons of his hips that have you scrambling further and further up the mattress. Veins pulsing against your plushy walls in a feverish thump! thump! thump!

Of course, he wasn’t faring any better.

“O-oh.” Toji throws his head back, brows scrunching at the feeling of your sweet sweet cunt. “So this is- fuck- what ya feel like, hm? Hold on- wait- wanna test something-”

“Ngh! Oh-” you squeal when two thick fingers dip down to toy with your throbbing clit, bucking your hips up in a way that has Toji sinking in deeper. Blinking away the shocked tears behind your lids, “T-Toji– don’t be mean.”

But you doubted he could hear you - fuck, you doubted Toji was even breathing at this point. Because his eyes were widened, jaw dagging open ever-so-slightly to moan, “Fuck- oh my god- ya squeeze me ngh- even tighter without that fucking condom.”

And he’s so fucking awe-struck - and you’re being fucked so dumb - that you don’t even realize it when he’s bottoming out. Still pushing in, trying to squeeze even deeper into your gummy walls.

“F-fuck can’t believe you’ve been holdin’ out.” he spits, sounding so genuinely bewildered, pulling your hips back messily to meet his. Heavy balls smacking you with each rough, depraved thrust inside. “Ohhh m’never letting ya hold out on me again, doll.”

Your nails leave angry, red marks down, down, down his sculpted back. Glassy eyes begging - pleading for any once of mercy for the monster you’ve brought on. “N-never?”

He gives your ravaged clit a light smack! with the pads of his fingers - both a little punishment and a sneaky little way to feel you clamp down on his thick cock in surprise again. Huffing out a low laugh, “Yeahhh you’re not getting off easy. Never.” And, usually, Toji was so suave, so infuriatingly in control - but right now he’s running his mouth as sloppily as his hips. Panting into your open mouth, “Gonna hafta let me f-feel this cute pussy all the fuckin’ time now. Gonna hafta let me breed her.”

And shit it wasn’t enough. It’ll never be enough.

In a split second, Toji falls back onto his knees, pulling you upright to splay out so prettily on his lap. The change in position pushing him in deeper and deeper and-

“That’s what I hah- like to see-” One hand squishes your cheeks together and forces you to look down at the way your poor pussy was bulging and struggling around Toji’s cock. So so angry and drenched with all your syrupy sweet juices, glistening all the way down to his twitching balls. “Ya look so much oh- shit- better drooling all over me and not some condom, doll.” Toji’s sharp teeth graze your ear, abs rippling underneath your touch as fucks up into you so animalistically. So ferally. Sharp, long jabs of his hips, just dragging your sloppy pussy all over. “N’ even better when she’s ngh- painted white, right?”

The only response you’re stupidly giving him are a handful of teary whimpers, thighs burning with the wet smack of skin on skin.

And the way you’re bucking down pathetically to meet his ruthless cadence, but you don’t even realize that until Toji lets out a strangled groan. “Heh, ya like that?”

“Mhm.” you whine. “L-like it so- much- like feeling you like this- ah-”

He’s pulling you into a messy kiss - if it can even be called that, just a lazy, messy drag of his lips and that scar against your lolling open mouth, “Tha’s my girl. Ya like feeling me raw, hm?” Each word nudges his fat head against your bruised g-spot in a way that has Toji so drunk, so high off you and that pretty cunt. Twiddling a thumb on your sensitive nub. Over and over and over. “Ya like the ohh- fuck- idea of giving me another? Making Megs a big brother?”

“Yes! Fuck yes yes yes I-”

Toji doesn’t hear the rest of your sentence - nor does he really give a shit. Not when your cute cunt is squeezing around him so fucking tight that it was almost hard to ram his cock inside.

Milking the fucking soul out of him as you cum, a broken little ah! ah! ah! leaves your mouth when with a couple, sloppy thrusts Toji can’t help but paint your pussy a sinful white. Thick, hot ropes of his seed that slosh inside your gummy walls - cumming and cumming so much that he feels it drip out your slit.

Meshing together in a lewd combination at the soaked base of his still-rock hard cock, one that makes Toji keen gruffly. Pooling his seed on the pads of his fingers, he bullies them back into your still-stuffed hole, “So…are we sure it took?”

♡ NANAMI KENTO - Right here right now

Everyone knows Nanami Kento as a patient man - a sensible one. The one person at the office they could trust with anything and everything.

Only you knew Nanami Kento as the type of man to just drag you into the break room in the middle of the work day, spitting out a barely-there excuse about “a meeting” to the rest of your confused coworkers. When in reality he was shoving you near the nearest flat surface and bunching your cute skirt up at your hips.

“Ken- what-” you sputter in a daze, blinking up at the panting man above you. “What happened?”

The only answer you’re getting is the clink-clink-clink of Nanami’s belt unbuckling, stray strands of blond sticking to his furrowed forehead as he takes in your slutty position.

Scoffing, “Can you at least tell me what-”

Your words die in your throat at the feeling of something so warm and rock-hard making a mess of you down below. And - sure enough - you’re met with the sight of Nanami’s fingers nudging apart your flimsy panties - just enough for his fat head to kiss against your puffy folds. Sending a fresh wave of your slick coating his hand once more.

“Don’t have a condom.” he speaks to you properly for the first time since coming in here, gruff and strained against your ear. “Guess we’ll hafta make do, darling.”

Fuck, you’ve never gone without a condom with your boyfriend before - but now that you’ve felt the sensation of his deep slit rubbing against your hole, the dip of his veins tracing against your walls, well, shit you think you might just be addicted.

Nanami isn’t too far behind - because he lets out a deep groan. “O-oh. Fuck, remind me to do this more often.” Chest heaving as he pulls out ever-so-slightly, only to run a fist down his length, smearing your syrupy sweet juices in a glossy sheen along his cock. “Who said you can feel this haah- fucking good, my love? This all f’me?”

It’s only with this that you’re realizing that he still hasn’t explained yet.

Reaching out a hand to pull on Nanami’s favorite yellow tie, you bring his face mere millimeters from yours. Breathing out, “E-explain or m’walking out.”

You wouldn’t - you knew that. And Nanami did too, but that didn’t stop that greedy part of himself from stilling inside your puffy folds, having you struggling and clenching with the effort to take in his girth.

“Jus’ wanted to hah- feel you. To really feel you.” he’s nosing up your racing pulse. Strong hands pushing your legs so far apart on the table that it burned. “To actually prove to this cute pussy that she’s mine. S’that s-so wrong?” He’s fucking you like he wants to prove a point - in long, purposeful strokes that roam for your g-spot. Gritting out, “Especially when you’re so warm. So heavenly. N’ some people here can’t take a hint.”

Ah, so that’s what it was all about - that new intern at the office who seemed particularly attached to you lately. Enough so that it had Nanami acting like this - not that you were complaining, obviously.

No sooner is the realization hitting you that Nanami’s smashing into your sensitive spot. Hard.

A large hand hastily covers your mouth as soon as it sags open. Only growing more and more desperate when Nanami starts up a quick tempo. Hitting it over and over and over- “Shhh shhh, darling.” he groans, fucking you deeper and deeper into the table. “I know it’s good. Ngh- oh my god you feel fucking perfect- But we wouldn’t want ‘em to hear, right? Though-” And then he’s flashing such an uncharacteristically smug smile, gaze just devouring you through his long lashes. “-wouldn’t mind ‘em knowing that you’re mine.”

And it seems like he was torn between forming coherent thoughts and just rambling about how sinfully good you felt.

“K-Ken-”

But Nanami wasn’t done - far from it, in fact. He was running his mouth, words slurring and stumbling with each jolt of his hips forward.

“Shh, let me do all the work, darling.” Drawing gentle, purposeful circles on your clit, “Jus’ sit there n’- hngh- let me feel this pussy some more. Let her soak me some more. Been waitin’ for this too long- oh- They’d never know, right?”

It’s all you can do to nod, barely-lucidly, “N-never. Only you, Ken.”

And now, unfortunately for you and your poor cunt, it just seemed like Nanami was pussydrunk off the feeling of your gummy walls milking the fucking soul out of him. No longer just proving a point - no, oh, he was lost in the way you were so soft. So messy - forming a cute pool of slick on the table below, on his heavy balls.

Eyes rolling to the back of his head, “Fuck him. Fuck them all.”

You flinch as he catches your lips to spit out heated little profanities into your open mouth, biting and tugging filthily on yours. Almost babbling at this point, “They’ll n-never know how ngh fucking heavenly this cunt feels. How perfect you’re wrapped around me.”

Both the obscene squelches from below and your broken little whimpers were reaching a feverish height, coupled with Nanami’s rumbling groans. And it’s only when you let out a particularly loud whine of “Ken–” that makes him grow even girthier inside you.

Stretching you out so good, he lets out a warning whisper. Low and dangerous, “Careful.” Sending a wave of goosebumps down your spine - all the way to your ravaged cunt, “I hear he’s got a meeting here soon.”

♡ GETO SUGURU - The cocky one

“Hah, such a cocky smile, gorgeous.” Geto shakes his head down at where you were on all fours for him. Arched like such a slut against his angry tip, throbbing and glistening between your legs. “You sure you’re oh-”

Whatever mean little retort - and that smirk - is wiped clean off of Geto’s pretty lips when you fuck yourself back onto his rock-hard cock. Gritting your teeth at the sheer stretch when your sloppy hole finds his red, leaky tip, determinedly stuttering him down, down, down until your ass was pressed up against those tufts of black at his toned pelvis.

“W-whoops.” you sigh when your skin smacks against his abs, tone saccharine sweet. “What were you hah- saying, dear?”

Geto lets out a strangled groan, head tipping back, fingers blindly finding your hips to keep them from fidgeting. Fuck, you were so heavenly - so addictive. He could feel himself rubbing up against every ridge and dip of your tight pussy.

“You little bitch.” he sighs, heavy eyes locked on where the two of you were connected. Your pussy lips bulging so sinfully around him, making him grow even larger. Longer - hitting spots you never knew existed. “Now that’s just ngh- playing unfair.”

Unfair? Oh, you could teach him about ‘unfair’. Unfair was when he’s jutting his hips forward in slow, shallow strokes just to fit inside - no rhythm or rhyme, like he didn’t even realize he was doing it. Unfair was when he strikes your ass with a sharp smack! grinning at the way the flesh jiggles against his palm.

Unfair is when he leans down to murmur thickly, the change in angle having him barrelling deeper inside your snug cunt. “Isn’t it?”

“N-no.” your lower lip wobbles.

“N-n-no.” Geto grins, “Stuttering too? That’s crazy, what happened to my smug girl from- hah- before- oh fuck-”

But oh for all how cocky Geto was acting, he was so weak against the way your gummy walls clench down so fucking tight around him - on purpose. Stuttering down to milk him like you wanted to draw out something delicious. Like you couldn’t stand being even a hair’s breadth away.

“Haaa…” he lets out a broken shudder, two hands wrapping underneath your inner thighs to just drag your sloppy further down, settling deep - so impossibly deep - into your gut. Distantly, some part of him hoped that you left marks - a cute lil’ ass print against his abs for him to admire later. “Fuck- fine. Fine-”

You whirl your teary eyes over your shoulder - and it was so difficult to look behind you. Because Geto was so unfairly pretty - long, inky hair curtaining his pussydrunk eyes, twirling all the way down to where his delicate blush dusted all over his cheeks, his chest, his rock-hard abs. Involuntarily, you find your sloppy cunt clenching again, rubbing up so deliciously against that prominent vein down the middle of Geto’s length.

That coaxes out another drawn-out groan from your boyfriend, and a traitorous buck of his hips - his fat head hitting right on your g-spot. “I said fine.” he barks out, teeth bared. “Y-you win. Ngh- you win the bet. Fuuuck you win, just let me- ngh just let me fuck this pretty cunt. Now.”

Ah, right. The bet - that single, mindless little comment earlier today about who’d break first if you two went in raw.

And, clearly, there was an obvious winner.

Because Geto isn’t waiting around for your kiss-bitten lips to drop into some taunting remark, hell, he can’t even wait for you to register his words before letting his hips lose control. Ramming into you in quick, jagged thrusts that abuse your hidden sweet spots.

Over and over and-

“Y’feel so soft, gorgeous.” he purrs into your ear, pushing all his all his body weight in an attempt to hold your slutty cunt still. Setting up such a mean pace, “So warm- ngh n’ m’tired of pretending it isn’t driving me crazy.”

You keen when Geto cranes his fingers to deftly roll over your clit, “S-so much for not breaking first.”

“Awww c’mon now.” Geto’s balls smacking against your ass get louder - harsher. “I already s-said you win. Hah-” God, he’s barely in control of himself with the way he catches your lips in a messy clash of a kiss. Hot tongue nudging apart your plump lips to spit a steady stream of saliva. Once. Twice. Some of it missing and splattering against the corner of your mouth, “N’ you know what m- ngh- buying you as a p-prize?”

Your knees are weakening pathetically now, sliding further and further apart on the silky sheets with each harsh slam of his cock - only to be pulled back up by an impatient Geto.

“Do you?” he hisses, pistoning his hips so hard now that your knees were hovering midair - held up by a frenzied Geto. Who plows on deliriously, “Gonna buy ya- nghh fuck- the pill. So many- cuz you’re gonna fuckin’ need it-”

And need it you did.

Because it only takes a few more seconds of this maddening song and dance before Geto’s cumming and cumming so hard it was like he couldn’t - wouldn’t want to - stop.

Pumping thick, hot rope after rope of his seed until your high was crashing into his. Until his cock was so raw and twitching sensitively. Until his balls were squeezing so painfully, tears stinging behind his eyelids with each ram into your fluttering pussy.

“Best out of three?”

♡ CHOSO KAMO - Overheat

Oh this was a dream - or heaven. Maybe both. Because here was Choso sprawled out so prettily on his damp navy sheets, dark hair untied, half-lidded eyes gazing up at a sly angel - you - straddling his toned hips.

Pussy lips swollen and drooling down where you were positioning his fat, leaky head right at where just a simple nudge of Choso’s squirming hips would have you split apart on his swollen cock - raw.

“Cho~” your heady voice breaks through his stunned reverie, “You alright, baby?”

“Y-yes.” his words catch in his heaving chest. And Choso’s so embarrassed - still so stuck on the heavenly view below - that he’s barely even registering the hand of his that makes its way down to rest on your steady waist. “Just that-”

And then Choso’s giving an impatient tug on the fat of your hips, inching you so agonizingly close to his needy, red tip. So close he could practically feel you already - he could imagine how soft and warm you were bound to be.

You huff out a low chuckle, “Awww poor baby.” Grinning at the way your boyfriend takes one of tits into his mouth to muffle his embarrassed whine. He alternates between sucking and rolling his tongue over your sensitive nipples, “Is this what you- hah- want?”

And the way you sandwich his thick cock between your slit has Choso’s ministrations on your nipple stuttering. Whispering out a muffled little, “Y-yeah…”

“Louder.”

“...”

Tutting, “Or, I could just get a condom since you’re so shy-”

“No!” Choso rasps out wetly, and the sudden outburst seems to startle you both. But especially Choso who only blabbers, pussydrunk and slurring already, “No no no no no- need this-” He claws at your hips, edging you closer and closer to sit on his soaked, twitching cock. Bucking his hips up wildly, the slick coating your dripping cunt making him slide messily across your folds once. Twice. “Need you so bad- wan’ feel you wanna feel this pretty pussy- ngh- please. Fuck!”

Both of you let out a synchronous moan when he finally manages to sink his fat head inside your sloppy entrance. So thick, stretching you open so well despite not even being halfway in.

“F-fuck.” Choso’s hazy eyes widen, and he immediately flattens his feet on the bed before pulling back. Only for his poor, oversensitive balls to squeeze so painfully- before covering your dripping cunt in rope after rope of his seed. Your pussy too heavenly, his sanity too gone. “Sh-shit m’sorry m’sorry- ngh.”

Your eyes widen, “Ch-Cho did you-”

But he doesn’t let you finish - was probably too embarrassed to before stuffing your gaping, needy hole with his thick cock again. And again. And again and again trying to relieve that first time. “Oh, is this okay? Is this r-really okay?”

You don’t even know what he’s asking about - not when Choso’s sliding you deeper and deeper down his cock. Sculpted body bowing into yours when he starts bouncing you up and down like his favorite sextoy - reveling in the lewd squelches below and those pretty moans leaving your lips.

“S’your fault, y’know?” he pants, ragged. Hips fucking up uncontrollably, drunk off the feeling. “Y-your ohhh fuck- your pussy feels too good, baby. N’ she’s s-so soft. So warm with my cum.”

And it was so sloppy, your boyfriend was never one to shy away from making a mess out of you both but this. Oh, you were losing your fucking mind with his harsh pace, letting that lewd combination of his cum and your slick glisten all over his abs, your thighs, your filthy cunt. All the way down to where his heavy balls were sure to leave marks for tomorrow - right alongside his pelvis against your thighs, fingers on your hips.

“Y-you’re so-” you lean over to dig your nails into Choso’s pecs, and he takes the opportunity to bite and tease your poor nipples once more. “-filthy, Cho.”

He swallows, and fuck you don’t think he’s ever looked prettier. Adam’s apple bobbing, cheeks flushed, eyes narrowed and miles away. “It’s this hah- p-pretty pussy, baby. R-raw? Seriously? She’s driving me insane.”

At that last, broken word of his sentence, Choso throws his head back as if merely remembering that there was no little plastic separating his throbbing cock from your gummy cunt was enough to make him go crazy.

Hips pistoning up faster, molding your cunt to his shape. Bruising your g-spot with each thrust - and your cervix, too, just as a little stray reminder that you’re his from the inside out. Gasping out, “Just look at her.”

When you snap your head down, he’s already spreading apart your puffy folds with two fingers, giving you the perfect view of that creamy sheen, Choso’s reckless, maddening hips, the way your cunt was bulging and soaking his painfully hard cock.

Only getting sloppier. Harder. Drunk with each thrust.

“She’s so pretty.” he grits out, “So heavenly. Might just b-be my new hah- obsession.” Just babbling nonsense in strained, jagged words that come out after each brush of his fat tip against your g-spot. So hard that you were stumbling precariously on top of his wild hips. “Yeah- new obsession. My heavenly obsession” he eyes down your quivering thighs, those breathy moans that told him you were close.“N’ I wonder how much more heavenly you’d be if I cum inside?”

♡ RYOMEN SUKUNA - Take both, dammit.

“B-both?”

The only response you get are Sukuna’s fingers tightening around your throat, sharp nails dragging dangerously over your racing pulse. Pulling your dazed face closed to gift you with a low, cocky hum, “Both.”

And then you can’t breathe - not because of the large hand taking its place around your neck, no, but because Sukuna was suddenly nudging his weeping, fat tips against your sloppy entrance. Lips curling up into a devilish grin at how you were quivering in- fear? Anticipation?

Either way it had you keening tearily, “Kuna it won’t- fit!”

“Hmm,” Sukuna purses his lips in mock-thought, free hand dipping down to roll his index against your clit. “Let’s ask her why don’t we?” Any and every noise of surprise you manage to yelp out are overshadowed by the most obscene squelches you’ve ever heard in your life. Like Sukuna was well and fully intent on proving his point by circling his thumb around your sloppy hole until you gave up. And he was. “She says she’s just dying to take it. What’s your excuse, brat?”

Truly, it was the first time you’ve tried taking both your boyfriend’s massive cocks - and just one of them required specially made condoms and such extensive teasing and toying to stretch you out enough.

So one thing was sure - you weren’t making it out alive.

You’re startled out of your reverie by a dark chuckle from above - shit, did you say that out loud? “Well, only one way to find out.”

It’s all that’s said before he’s pushing in - both at once. Fat heads bumping into each other as Sukuna grinds against your snug pussy in shallow, short rolls of his hips.

“Tch.” he clicks his tongue when your feeble ring of resistance struggles to take him. A warm hand of his comes down to soothe over your head slowly, gently - uncharacteristically so. Whispering, “Shhhh, shhh breathe. You got this. You can take it- hah- you always do, right?” Hips getting just a bit more forceful. A bit more calculated. “You can-” Before that sweet hand on your hair tightens to push you down, hard. “-take it.”

Oh, you should’ve known - should’ve gotten an inkling that the king of curses always gets what he wants. Always.

“Oh my god- oh my god, Kuna! S’so deep-”

A startled smile spreads over Sukuna’s face, eyes widening in surprise. “Ohh, shit. Shit, brat.” He angles his head just right to spy down - just to make sure. “If I knew you felt ngh- th-this good, I’d have done it sooner Much, much sooner.”

But fuck for how cocky he was acting right now, Sukuna was in fucking heaven.

Dipping his head down to hide the blush dusting his cheeks, and that euphoric glint in his eyes, Sukuna starts moving in hurried, methodical little thrusts to squeeze even deeper inside.

“Hngh- it’s- ah- can feel you rubbing up inside me, Kuna.” you whine into his ears, hips bucking up wildly.

“Yeah?” he breathes, but it comes out more wobbly than he intended. Biting his lower lip to keep those loud fucking moans slipping out from the feeling of rubbing against himself and your raw gummy walls and himself. “Y-ya like this? What happened to ‘o-oh s’too big, Kuna’?”

You manage to get out a weak, “F-fuck you.”

“No, brat. I’m fucking you.” Sukuna growls, ramming into you faster. Sloppier. Heavy sets of tight balls stinging your skin, “Both of me.”

God, the stretch was so much, like he was pushing into your lungs. And that thundering thump! thump! thump! of matching sets of veins against your dripping cunt was so sinful that you let his little comment slide. Driving you to insanity.

Instead, your teeth grazes Sukuna’s earlobe to give a soft tug, making him turn his head and look right at your fucked-out face.

His hot breath fans your face, “What, brat? Can’t talk? Or is it that you want-” He catches your ravaged clit between two fingers again, rolling languidly. “-her to talk?”

And God, if it was double the stretch on your too-tight cunt, then Sukuna was determined to make sure it was double the pleasure for you.

His fingers just so frenzied on your clit, rubbing tight, messy patterns - not even circles anymore because fuck Sukuna was too impatient, too depraved for that right now. Swollen cocks sliding in and out with reckless abandon, getting easier and easier with each glossy sheen of your sweet sweet juices all over them. Massaging all those sensitive spots he’s mapped out so well to hit his end goal - your poor, ravaged g-spot. Hitting it over and over and over and-

“Kuna!” you scramble for the sheets, the headrest, his shoulders - just anything to keep whatever’s left of your sanity. Sobbing out, “I-I’m close- ngh ah! I’m so close.”

“Close, hah?” you hear from above you, the last thing before the smacking of skin-on-skin becomes almost deafening. Coupled with Sukuna’s strained groans, now unable to hold them back with each time he’s kissing your cervix - your g-spot. “Then cum. Cum all over my cocks, brat.”

Hips stuttering as they get harsher with purpose. Violent, even - having to rest a hand on top of your head to keep your body from being jolted too far up the bed.

So it only makes sense that your orgasm was the same. You’re screaming out Sukuna’s name, body bowing into his vice-like grip. Dripping cunt trying desperately to milk him so tight.

It was too much.

Your poor pussy was overfilled to the brim with each and every spurt of Sukuna’s hot cum, thick, white globs that dribble down your thighs. Filling you up so much you think you could explode and- “Aww look at you.” Sukuna coos, thumbing apart your pussy lips to watch her soak in his never ending cum. “Wonder if she can take another load?”

♡ GOJO SATORU - Experiment…

The great Gojo Satoru is many things - powerful, complex, a pain-in-the-ass to most - but being hesitant to experiment is decidedly not one of these things.

Which is what found you splayed out underneath him, brows furrowed, legs trembling while he drags his weeping tip up and down your puffy folds. Just dipping between your lips, pooling your sweet sweet juices on his head - up and down up and down up and-

“Toru.” your deadpan voice cuts through his fun, hips arching off the bed impatiently. “S’not gonna work.”

Gojo sticks his tongue out with all the maturity he could muster up, “It will, sweetheart, just watch.”

“Will not.”

“Will too.”

“Will-” you cut yourself off in frustration, “You’re just all talk-”

Whatever insult on the tip of your tongue - along with all the air in your lungs - is knocked out by Gojo finally pushing in. Finally stretching out your sloppy hole on his thick mushroom tip, all stuttering and clenching in an effort to accommodate him.

He groans, cheeks flushing because fuck maybe this’ll be harder than he thought. “S’gonna work- if I can concen- ohh fuck don’t squeeze me that way- if I can get limitless to- no more late-night convenience store runs.”

But oh right now the only thing on Gojo’s mind was that maybe you two were better off with walking the two blocks down to buy condoms - because he could feel his limitless slowly thinning out with each inch he sinks into your snug cunt. Slowly waning - much like his fucking sanity.

“Toru!” you squeal when it’s like something snaps. That little glow in your boyfriend’s eyes dims as his entire body stiffens, breath hitching in his throat, and his cock- oh his aching, rock-hard cock - so warm and just throbbing so rapidly against your walls in a beat that matches your own. You could feel him all the way in your stomach. “D-did it work?”

Something is whispered into the crook of your neck - and you’re craning your head closer to understand. “What?”

There it is again.

This time, however, you pull Gojo from his safe haven, tugging admonishingly on those soft, white locks. All the while murmuring, “Use your- oh.”

Oh.

Fuck.

Gojo’s eyes were half-lidded, pupils blown. So utterly wrecked when his aching cock grows even larger inside you, stretching you to your limits. Such a delicate pink blush decorating his cheeks, dusting over those plump, parted lips, ones which wobble and gape open noiselessly a few times before he manages out, “D-didn’t work.”

And fuck then it was like a dam had broken.

Because Gojo’s previously stalled hips were moving now - grinding forward slowly, deliciously. Only growing girthier - so unfairly so - with each movement.

Two large hands coming up to paw and knead your ass to keep you still while he begins fucking you into the mattress.

Letting out whiny, bewildered moans - as if Gojo himself couldn’t believe what was happening - “Didn’t work.” He repeats, like a mantra. “Didn’t work didn’t work didn’t- didn’t work- hah- n’ I don’t regret it one bit.”

“H-hah?” you whimper, “So you’re-”

“Yes.” Gojo interjects, and if you were in any better state of mind you’d have told him off for interrupting you. But oh how could you when he was reeling his hips back, back, back, just kissing your sloppy entrance with his leaky tip - before splitting you apart all over again. “Yes yes yes- oh yes. M’feeling you- all of you. Why the fuck didn’t you t-tell me you were so ngh-” Long fingers graze over your pulsing clit, making him all but scream in pleasure when you clamp down. Hard. “-heavenly!”

Fuck you weren’t making it out alive - and he wasn’t either.

And he sounded so genuinely upset - how were you this warm? This dripping wet all around him? Hell, Gojo thinks he’s soaked all the way down to his heavy balls already.

“Soaked?” your eyes widen when Gojo gives you a shocked laugh - fuck, has he finally lost whatever sanity he had left?

“Mhm.” he nods, a familiar glint of madness in those summer blue eyes. Breathy, pussydrunk little ministration matching his words, “Soaked. Absolutely fucking hah- soaked. Me. Me me me- s’me-” Gojo spits into his open palm, once. Twice. Before smearing the mess down his length, making it easier for him to slide in and out of your needy cunt, “-not some stupid little piece of plastic. Oh, m’never buying those again-”

He was fucking you so needy.

Just ramming his cock into you as he pleased, hitting all your most sensitive spots - your cervix, your g-spot, tugging at your clit. Having the bed frame and you making such loud noises every time his thick tip was gliding across your gummy walls, matching with the tempo of his fingers.

“It feel so- good, Toru.” you whine. Hips stuttering forwards, making the most lewd of squelches as you try to meet Gojo’s fast, utterly wild pace. “Fuck fuck fuck- oh.”

“Yeah? My baby likes ngh- taking me in r-raw.” you smile when you catch the way Gojo’s face flushes as his voice cracks on that last word - like he still couldn’t believe it himself.

Though, he didn’t like that quite as much as you.

“Huh? Laughing at me? M’gonna ngh- you lil’ minx. M’gonna give you something to laugh about.” Each word punctuated by a mean thrust, and if you were in any better state of mind, you’d have caught the way Gojo’s eyes glowed ever-so-slightly. Tiny pricks of purple lightning dancing across his bare skin, “Because practice makes perfect, right, sweetheart?”

A/N. I’m ngl Gojo’s one was just me wondering how far limitless really went sooo there ya go.

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# ANOTHER ROUND !

☆ synopsis. classic overstimulation with jujutsu kaisen men.

featuring. g. satoru, g. suguru, f. toji, n. kento.

tags. smut, p in v, pussy eating, overstimulation, squirting, cërvix pounding, faking orgasm, mirror sex, sex toys, mentions of aftercare, bondage, dacryphilia, choking, dirty talk ( inc: praise & degradation ), all lowercase intended, not proofread.

a/n. my first fic on here 🙂‍↕️, lowkey rushed but i just need to get something out atp.

GOJO ☆ SATORU

“ girl. . . you really thought i was going to believe that shit?” satoru tuts, accompanied by a sassy eye roll, broad figure looming over your placid body.

“ w-what? what do you mean?”

“ i know that you faked your orgasm.” your confusion is adorable to satoru— despite him being rightfully upset. there was no way for him to spot the difference between your fake and real orgasms; you even mimicked the way how your walls clamped down around his cock. but then again, who is gojo satoru if not extremely observant?

“ don’t believe me, huh? guess you’ll just have to see for yourself.” satoru darkly mumbles before abruptly pulling out of you. he maneuvers your body to the edge of the bed and into doggy-style position, so that you’re face to face with your reflection and what’s to come next. his calloused hand comes from behind to grasp your jaw, “ no matter what, don’t move or look away from this mirror.”

in one harsh thrust, he rams his cock inside of you. his grip moves from your jaw to the meat of your ass instead. you gasp loudly at the feeling of being stretched out once again.

“ mmph— o-oh! satoruuu,” your shriek is punctured by the onslaught of his tip mushing against your g-spot.

pat, pat, pat!

“ touch your clit.” he made eye contact with you through mirror. he slowly pulled his hips back before sinking into your wet heat again, giving you time to do what he demanded. his dick is fucking massive, and feeling him go much slower and deeper with his thrusts has you briefly incoherent, almost forgetting to do what he wanted. “ girl, you speak the same language as me, right?” he rolls his eyes when you nod dumbly. “ then do what i say and touch your clit, princess.”

you hiccuped, one manicured hand reaching down to gather the leaking slick from your stuffed hole to smear the wetness on your erect clit in slow circles, using the two fingers that has his initials on it specifically.

“ there you goooo, look at how you take my dick the right way, so fuckin’ sexy.” satoru lets out a low chuckle of approval when his gaze falls down to the meat of your ass clapping against his firm thighs. he spreads your ass cheek open with a strong hand to be meet with your hole greedily embracing his dick, a lewd creamy ring of your combined fluids wrapped around his base.

he returns to his tempo from earlier, and your fingers speed up with him. “ hey. say how much y’love my cock.”

“ i love your cock, toru!” you panted, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as your tongue lolls out lewdly when his tip grazes against your cervix as your decorated fingers work together with him to bring you closer to your orgasm.

“ yeahhh?” he questions through gritted teeth, “ yell how much you love it. i need it after you bruised my ego.”

“ i love your cock sooo much! always makin’ me feel g-good, mhmm!” you slur his name before your breath altogether stops momentarily due that oh-familiar feeling building up.

“ satoruuu, ‘m gonna c-cum— ohhh!” your breath hitches in your throat, your folded body collapses onto the bed as your orgasm washes— drains your body. salacious fluids from your pussy spray everywhere, coating your fingers, thighs, and his pelvis in a sparkling coat of arousal.

“ heh, can’t fake that now, can ya?” he leans his body down so he can be closer to your ear, looking at your pleasure stricken face in the mirror.

his hips doesn’t falter their pace— even as he reaches down to look at you, effectively bringing you to the point of overstimulation as the pleasure from your orgasm fades into momentary pain.

“ p-pull out. . . ‘m still sensitive.”

“ pull out? but i have to do it again so the lesson will stick!”

GETO ☆ SUGURU

“ suguruuu, ‘s too much, i j-just came!”

“ if you want me to be honest, i really don’t care.” suguru looks over the expanse of your sweaty body, eyes trailing down from the valley of your breasts to your spent cunt. he lowers the setting on the vibrator while running the electric toy along the inside of your thigh. “ you can take another one, right?”

“ n-no, i’m still sensitive!”

“ silly girl, if you actually wanted me to stop, then you would’ve said the safe word by now.” he ignores your shrill protests, indistinctly following the path from your thigh to your cunt. he circles your pussy lips with the object next, downright grinning at how way your body spasms from the stimulation. he travels towards his target; once he’s finally above it, he presses against your overly sensitive bud, making your body react almost instantly to the familiar pressure.

you’re unable to do anything but squirm your lower body, as your hands are tied behind you— you’re barely allowed to move away properly because of the tight clutch suguru has on your legs, keeping them open for his twisted entertainment.

“ you feel her waving at me? telling me she wants more, and here you are screaming about how it’s too much?” he coos, the sound is mocking to your ears. suguru distracts you by leaning over to press soft kisses to your damp neck before sinking his fingers into your trembling sex, deviously curling them upwards. “ yer such’a liar. i’ll let it go since you’re pretty, but from now on i’ll be listening to your pussy talk instead.”

the orgasms that he gave you with the toy only was already too much, but feeling him add his fingers, stretching you out efficiently every time, added a whole new sensation.

“ suguru. . .” you dumbly pant out. you swear you can feel his fingers and the vibrator in your throat, harmonizing perfectly to make your body a wreck. his fingers curl in your gummy heat with experience, and the vibrating motion against your clit is a constant reminder that you’re way beyond your sensitive point— but that’s what makes it feel so good. “ ‘m gonna cuuummm!”

“ what was that talk earlier then? about it being too much? that you can’t take it? silly girl,” his hot tongue glides over your ear, and you can’t deny the shiver that rocks through your body.

your nerves feel as if they’re on fire, and your strained body begs for a break from suguru’s cruel onslaught. but he shows no signs of stopping; in fact, he’s getting off on this. you can tell by his blown pupils, flushed cheeks, and the evidence of his hard on straining against his loose sweats.

“ i want you to squirt this time,” suguru demands, salacious moisture from your pussy trickling down to his forearm. every push he delivers against your g-spot feels more alive than the, and the buzzing motion on your delicate clit has your vision brightening while the uncontrollable action of your legs increases. “ and if you don’t, we’ll just have to try again until you can.”

your body arches upward, your secured arms straining against the bonds as the pressure in your lower stomach builds up until the point where it’s unbearable.

“ cum for me, pretty girl. ‘nd make it messy.”

as if on cue, the tight coil in your stomach finally snaps while suguru and his companion— the vibrator, force this mind-shattering orgasm from your fatigued body.

your face scrunches into a silent scream, warm tears falling from your eyes and down the apples of your cheeks as clear fluids erotically gush from between your thighs. you swear you can see messages from the stars as your body is drained.

there’s a tense pause in the room, filled with the whirring of the sex toy and the squelching noise coming from your cunt.

suguru switches the vibrator off when you’re done coming down from your high, dragging his drenched fingers out with a loud ‘ popping ’ sound. he gathers your worn body in his arms, peppering your wet face in soft kisses— a drastic difference given the fact that he’s the reason why you’re exhausted in the first place.

“ let’s get you cleaned up, yeah? you did so good, princess.”

TOJI ☆ FUSHIGURO

“ tuh— toooji, ‘s too much!”

toji has your compliant body in a deep mating press with a strong grip on the bend of your knees, pressing them to your chest as he digs deeper in your saturated pussy with no restraint. your feet that are positioned on each side of his shoulders, and your moans harmonizing with the noises your pussy makes with each thrust of toji’s hips are the only signs of life beneath the determined man.

the developing pleasure was too much to endure. every drag and push of his hips made all your nerves feel as if they were alive and blazing on fire, leaving your mind completely blank, unable to form words or sentences that didn’t revolve around him or his name.

“ i. . . i can’t! ‘s too much, t-too big,” you cry, gripping at the tousled and fluid-stained sheets to pull away from the frenzied man above you— but the futile action is of no avail. he tuts disapprovingly, now throwing your legs over his shoulders to lean closer to your body warmth, finding a new angle and pace to mindlessly break you in.

“ where’re you running to? this weak pussy can’t be giving up on ya’ already,” he chuckles sharply— almost devilishly, as your eyes roll far into the back of your head when his cock makes out with that specific sweet spot while briefly knocking against your cervix, legs trembling around his shoulders. “ damn. . . we seriously need to fix that bad stamina of yours.” he’s so cruel in how he teases you, while you’re barely conscious enough to keep up with each slap of his hips colliding against your lower body.

his calloused hand slithers to your neck, where he squeezes the sides just right. the breath restricting sensation makes you even more keenly aware of his hefty cock mapping out your walls skillfully— from the determination and imposing size there would be no surprise if you discovered that your walls had the outline of him etched forever: every sturdy vein and dizzying long curve.

“ tuh— ooohhh, p-please right there,” you vigorously moan, voice slightly cracking from the strong grip around your neck. touching remarkable spots beyond your comprehension. toji grunts along with you, his cock severely buried in your velvety walls, feeling like he’s on cloud nine— no, impossibly above that. “ just like that! don’t sto—“

“ don’t stop, eh? what happened to it being too much, too big?” he mocks your earlier words, voice an octave higher to add salt to the wound, and you desperately want him to shut up. “ what a bad liar you are. although i didn’t believe it for a second, my pussy will never lie to me.”

you’re trembling underneath him, seeing messages from the stars even. toji languidly contracts his fingers around the sides of your throat while he forces his hulking dick inside of your crying, bruised walls— a silent warning that he’s going to come soon, as if his slutty groans and grunts weren’t also a reminder.

you both have fucked beyond count at this point, but to say you’re fully used to it, would be a far stretch.

“ heh, gonna cum soon. your pussy feels so fuckin’ good, just f’me,” you’re so wet that your cunt is downright sobbing around him. the arousal fluid on his pelvis makes contact with your erect, throbbing clit in quick motions. his thumb and forefinger lifts from your neck to grab you by the chin when you throw your head back, pulling you back down so you can look deeply in those dark cerulean eyes that soaks up each and every one of your reactions.

“ don’t look away, doll. wan’a see this slutty face when i cum.”

the expression you make is obscenely stupid yet cute; eyes half lidded, mouth parted enough for drool to seep from the corner of your mouth while your pupils are dilated as if you were drugged. his cock being the drug, that is.

“ such’a slutty dummy. guess that’s what happens when the strongest assassin is fucking you,” his hoarse laugh breaks into a strangled groan as he hunches over.

one last thrust is all you get before he’s dumping his large load inside of you. “ fuck baby, ‘m cumming! don’t. . . s-squeeze down on me like that, shit!”

“ c-can’t help it, tooojiii,” you drunkenly slur, shivering as the warmth of his fluid floods your senses, sending chills down your spine deliciously, leaking out throughout your clamped walls, coating his thighs messily, and coming together to soil the sheets even more. your stuffed so silly of him, barely moving although toji recovers quickly.

“ tapping out already? i didn’t even make you cum this round.”

NANAMI ☆ KENTO

“ that’s it, pretty lady. keep rocking your hips like that,” kento’s head rests on the back of the couch, his usual neat and slicked hair is frizzed from the effects of your fingers gripping the sweaty locks, while his pristine button shirt has a few buttons popped open, revealing his chiseled chest. his calloused hands find their place on your hips, grounding you down in a way that you can’t escape.

“ ‘s so d-deep, kennn,” your plumped lips are turned down into a obscene pout, knees planted on either side of the couch. your hips rise and fall on kento’s length, his hands are placed on the dip of your hips, his thumb drawing steady circles on your pulsing clit while you bounce skillfully on his lap.

“ ‘s too much, can feel you in my stomach!”

“ yeah, but you’re taking it so well, pretty lady.” he encourages you, a faint smirk tugging at his lips as he watches you skillfully bound his dick deep in your snug, velvety walls. “ but if you want to stop, use the safe wo—”

“ n-no!” you protest— almost shriek at the thought of stopping when you’re so close to your orgasm. each swipe on your pulsing clit and thrusts from his rounded tip brushing against your cervix build up to bring you closer to your orgasm. the sultry, fucked out look on your face, your dazed eyes continue to make eye contact despite almost crossing due to the overdrive of pleasure, almost brings him to his edge right then and there. “ don’ w-wanna stop; it feels s’good.”

there’s a brief pause, where your tempo is the same, before you switch up— going for a faster approach, the bounces on kento’s lap drastically increase.

slap, slap, slap!

the sinful melody of your skin slapping against his firm thighs, sodden pussy squelching as your walls adapt to his size while you ram yourself down on his length, and your high pitched pants and cries were the most lewdly yet beautiful song that kento has ever heard. he can feel his dick twitching inside of you with warning— that’s how incredibly tight you are.

“ ‘m gonna cuuum!”

the sight of kento’s tossed back head and eyes squeezing shut tightly is enough to make your hips continue their onslaught, pressing your forehead against his flushed chest. “ kento, b-baby— i’m cumming!” your slurred words break into a strangled whine, body locking up as your orgasm floods your senses completely.

but he takes this opportunity to be rougher with you.

“ don’t go passing out on me,” his thumbs move from your spent clit, to grip your hips tightly while his feet are planted on the floor. there, he bucks his hips upward in your velvet cunt wildly— uncharacteristic for a calculated man like kento. “ i still need to come.” your jaw drops as your eyes roll back from the exhaust; your hands press firmly into his chest to keep your limp body upright.

the new depth of his dick molding your insides, kissing your cervix, oh so sweetly, sent you on the brink of tears.

“ yes, kennn! use m-me, fill me up, babyyy.” you babble out, warm tears rolling down your flushed cheeks.

“ shit, i’m right there, just hang on f’me.” with one more thrust in your wet heat, kento comes with a low groan, that you definitely feel in your own body. you feel a great warmth flood your insides and leak out on your inner thighs and his pelvis— you’re so thoroughly stuffed of him that you can barely move.

“ don’t pass out on me, baby. have to get you cleaned up,” his voice is raspy due to all the groans and strained sounds.

“ mmph. . . in a minute, ken.”

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