#shiu kong fanfic

[dreamingkitsunewrites]

PART 1:  Of Invisible Threats and Piercing Gazes

SUMMARY: Your life has always been a  simple one, and you were kinda content with that…work, friends, family, house chores occupied your dull daily routine. But that was until one fateful Monday night, when you hung out late from the safety of your apartment to take the trash out… After that night’s surprising encounter with a couple of ‘unconventional’ men in an alley, your life took an unexpected turn, leaving you questioning if your beloved comfort and caution towards the unknown had always prevented you from discovering a brand new face of the world you lived in…and wanting to know more about the mysterious, elegant man who had irreparably caught your attention…

⚠️Trigger Warning: mentions of blood, injuries and suggestive language; swearing.

A/N: this is my first proper written work...Sorry in advance for the mistakes (English is not my first language)...not smut in here but this is just the beginning (from part 2 on things will get way more spicier😏) I hope you'll enjoy the reading!

Taglist: this work is dedicated to @chouzuko 🖤 thanks for the support 🙏

It was a usual Monday night and you fell asleep on your couch while watching your favorite TV show. Monday evenings have always been the loneliest since you moved out on your own…no family around, no friends because you all have just got home tired from the first working day of the week. You had soon learnt that the only company for those nights were the ones offered by your comfortable pjs, ice-cream and the characters of the series.

You woke up at the end of the episode to an awfully loud commercial song from a spot on the TV. You sighed heavily and lazily reached for your phone, the same phone you had previously thrown somewhere across the room in a gesture of annoyance towards your inexorable boredom. You checked the hour: almost 1am. You suddenly remember you forgot to take the trash out, so with a frustrated groan you reluctantly dragged yourself off the couch and reached for your long night robe, as you didn't want to hang out alone in the dangerous streets around your block at night in nothing but the little cropped shirt and shorts of your PJ's.

You grabbed the trash from your small balcony, and descended the quiet stairs of your building. As soon as you set foot out of the building, the cool night air sent a shiver down your spine. You approached the usual trash deposit at the corner of the dark alley next to your block, but before you could even reach it,  you froze midstep with your trash in your hands at the scene unfolding in front of you: a tall, black-haired, muscular man was stabbing an invisible target with an incredible rhythm, as if in a state of unexplainable frenzy. Just a few steps away from the ongoing surreal battle, stood a man with his hands buried deep in his suit pockets and a cigarette between his teeth. He looked calm and collected, studying coldly the scene in front of him, his shoulders relaxed, as if he was totally unbothered by the nonsense happening in front of his eyes.

They hadn't even noticed you arriving, not yet… In a matter of seconds, the situation escalated quickly and irreversibly in front of your eyes: a sudden gust of energy shifted the air around you and another invisible being seemed to be jumping off one of the metallic emergency staircases without warning and landing on the muscular man’s back, tearing a terribly deep scar open…

“ Fuck it…I was right, that motherfucker wasn't the only one in here”. The elegant man hissed under his breath, throwing his cigarette to the rough ground, barely centimeters away from your slippers… It was then that everything happened, a matter of seconds made your whole world to tremble…

In the precise moment the man in a suit turned and met your widened eyes, while in the background, an animal-like grunt came from the other fighting man: the invisible 'thing'  injured him once more, this time tearing his abdomen open right in a delicate, vital zone.

“Fuck…tonight's definitely cursed” the man exclaimed while rushing forward, where the injured guy was now laying on the ground… you shivered, silently questioning yourself whether those invisible entities were still around…and why you seemed to be the one who could not see them…

“ Damage Assessment Toji…you’re strong, big guy…hey…shit..it’s deep” he hissed at the deep scar.

“That motherfucker hid from us in that block..ngh…fuck.. it stings. Is it that bad,Shiu? The deal..will they liquidate us the same?” The injured man asked him, finding the strength to lift his tight bloodstained shirt to him while wearing a wicked grin, revealing the entity of the ripped skin.

“Shut the fuck up, big head…we have company…” the man in a suit tilted his head in your direction, announcing your presence to the injured guy. You couldn't move a limb, too shocked by the whole situation. “Don’t speak… You’re losing a lot of blood…shit, Toji we’re fucked this time” The man in a suit bent downwards and lifted his mate’s arm over his shoulder.

“Fuck…be careful, Shiu..it hurts as hell. What is the plan?” the latter asked, barely containing a whimper.

“There’s no plan at all this time, Toji… the only plan now is that you’d better survive until we reach the headquarters” The man stated with a hint of concern in his small,sharp, slanting eyes.

Just when he turned in your direction you could see his appearance clearly: he was a toned, average built man with short black hair, neatly styled upwards  in a longer front tuft and shorter on the sides. His piercing gaze was topped by thin eyebrows and his even thinner lips, now contorted in a fatigued expression as he lifted his muscular friend from the ground, were topped by a sparse mustache. He looked overall peculiar at least, and his Korean-like features made him look even more appealing to your curiosity.

His eyes landed on you and a another thrill crossed your bones: there was something about him… you immediately found him attractive,yet he held an allure of mystery you couldn't shake off.

“ What are you looking at, doll? Ditch the trash and get back to your comfy house…the show’s over” the injured guy scoffed with its signature wicked grin. You noticed the visible scar on the corner of his lips and you soon understood that the strange couple's business wasn't a peaceful one…

“He’s right… this place is not suited for a good one like you…” The elegant man addressed you directly, his unreadable gaze scrutinizing the depth of your intentions.

You knew you should have turned on your heels and got back to your boring normal Monday night, but you simply couldn't help wondering what would have happened to that man… and what kind of things were the invisible ones in the alley? Were they still around? 

Throwing caution to the cool night breeze, you took a decision and finally spoke:

“You are definitely taking him to the hospital,will you right? Will he be fine? He needs to see a doctor..Now” You asked the elegant man, receiving a low, grunty chuckle from the other, bleeding one.

“No, doll…" the man in a suit shoot a curious glance at you "People like us are invisible.. we’ll get through this on our own…what happened tonight stays in this alley, understood?” 

You nodded: “ You have my word I will keep the secret, but please…” you inhaled deeply to conceal the crack in your trembling voice “let me take care of him… I’ve attended a first aid course years ago, I can help him…he needs healing…my apartment is right in the next block” You finally locked your eyes with the elegant man’s one, feigning a fierce stare. His eyes landed on his aching, semi-conscious friend once more before turning back to you: “ fine…lead the way…”

…

That night you let two strangers, two mysterious men into the safe nest of your apartment. The three of you rushed inside avoiding your neighbors noticing their unusual presence.

Once you opened the door, you ran into your living room and pressed your stuff off the table to the ground with a rapid sleight of hand, creating an improvised operating table.

“Lay him here…I’ll get back in a sec with the necessary…we need to sanitize and stitch his wounds…they look deep.. in the kitchen counter over there there's a pack of painkillers.. find it” you announced to the man, whose suit was turning crimson red from the blood spilling out his mate's abdomen.

He eyed you down silently, his thin brows furrowing slightly as trying to convey a silent doubt, avoiding saying something you soon understood: "And yes…you can trust me…" You bowed your head to him, locking gazes with his surprised, slightly widened eyes. 

"No questions,doll" He reminded sharply and coldly, yet conveying a silent wave of gratitude in his softening stare. You answered disappearing in the bathroom and coming back with the necessary…

…

The process had been long and painful. You had to try your best and carry on your ministrations, ignoring the frequent whimpers and grunts of the injured man,lying in front of you. He was strong, his body reacted very well to the deep wounds… Surprisingly well, you had indeed never imagined someone’s body could endure all of that pain while keeping the last brink of composure…the man in front of you was incredibly and otherworldly strong…every now and then your suspicious eyes flashed from him to the other man standing in your apartment, looking for some kind of hint to make sense of that unbelievable situation, but finding none.

"I think I got him through the night, for now…let's just hope no other complications will arise…" You finally announced with a soft smile after an hour of stitching skin and swabbing blood. You could finally wipe a stray drop of sweat trickling down your forehead and exhale deeply, releasing the breath you didn't realize you had been holding.

You looked up to the corner of the room, where the man in the suit had stood still all along, watching you closely and following your every movement from afar. In that moment your eyes locked once again and this time you felt a rush of adrenaline coursing through your veins, as a subtle smirk appeared on the corner of his thin lips, framed by his even thinner mustache.

He was eyeing you down from head to toe once more, taking in your cozy yet revealing mise and smirking at how childish it might have seemed if compared to the entity of that night's events, the kind of events he was used to . He stared blatantly at the soft swell of your breasts, enhanced by the thin fabric of your top, his eyes subtly scanning the glimpse of your exposed legs from under your grey robe.

You stood there with your hands still covered in blood, feeling vulnerable under the cunning man's stare. No man had ever made you feel like this: so lectured yet so willing to be at his sharp eyes' mercy. You blushed slightly at his shamelessness and he quickly looked away, careful not to embarrass you further, yet looking completely unbothered by being caught stealing inappropriate glances at you. He appeared like a strong, self-confident man and his behavior matched his appearance perfectly.

"I guess we owe you a favor,doll… You've been a real blessing tonight". He finally spoke, daring to address you with that even more inappropriate pet name. You felt heat setting your cheeks on fire and you turned your back at him to hide your state, heading to the bathroom sink to wash the copious blood away from your hands.

To your great surprise, he followed you suit this time. He leaned against your bathroom door, silently studying the way your small, delicate, soapy hands slipped on each other under the water spray.. Before you could turn the water off,he moved into the bathroom and handed you the towel hanging above the sink.

"Such graceful hands shouldn't be covered in blood…especially...in this kind of blood" he murmured with an enigmatic expression.

"Please let me" without even waiting for your answer, he took your hands in his bigger ones through the towel, and started dabbing them with the soft fabric. His touch was gentle yet firm and you silently looked up at him, studying his peculiar features once again…

Aware of your gaze on him, he finally spoke: "My name's Shiu by the way, and he is Toji, a colleague of mine…but I can't tell you anything more… As you might have guessed already…" he continued with a heavy sigh "we are not… a good kind of people… I would say our business  is…unconventional at least… But enough about us now...Can I ask the name of this beautiful young woman, instead?" He finally looked up to you with a sly grin, catching you staring at him.

"Oh…my name's Y/N…" was all that you could say, too intimidated as you were by his presence. There was something in the way he looked at you that made your insides tremble…  you knew you should be cautious and keep your guard high, he was nothing but a stranger after all… On top of that, you were now sure he was involved in some kind of dirty, dangerous, almost certainly illegal business …but even in that precarious situation you still felt a magnetic pull towards him… 

He looked like no one you had met before: he was a mist of danger, adventure and mystery… and that mix had a way of making your knees weak right in that moment, as one of his strong, calloused hands was firmly holding your wrist through the fabric of the towel, the fingers of his other hand brushing across your wet palm, and indulging on your the insides of your fingers for a second longer than expected.

Sensing your soft shiver, he looked up from your intertwined hands and let his piercing eyes land on your slightly parted mouth, tracing the swelling plumpness of your bottom lip. He suddenly let go of your hands and hung the towel back in place. 

“Apologies for interrupting your…nighttime routine tonight…” he said with a deep, low chuckle. You chuckled along: "Nothing special actually…just a boring Monday evening...I guess I should be the one thanking you for... spicing things up..." You commented, finally finding the bravery to keep up with the conversation.

His cunning smirk appeared at the corner of his lips once again: “Finally... I was starting to fear cat got your tongue... Or maybe…" his tone lowered of an octave now "I imagined that our presence here got you all shy and embarassed... " He dared and teased you openly this time, grinning at your confused expression. 

“Not at all…" you cleared your throat to hide the effect his confident remark had on you, marvelling at how quickly he managed to get under your skin "I’m actually glad I could help…even if…” you had to bite your lip to prevent the flow of questions in your mind to escape your mouth “No questions allowed, right?” you sighed deeply, hoping that your newly found playfulness could lead the way to further revelations.

“No, doll…" he sighed deeply, the subtle spark of mischief suddenly dying in his eyes  "Trust me, it’s way better for you not to know the whole story…” 

You nodded, sensing that it was better not to push his bottons further, and you both headed back to the living room, where Toji was now sleeping soundly on your couch.

“His body is unbelievably strong…anyone else wouldn't have survived such wounds…but I guess this…is included in the things I cannot know, right?” 

Shiu sighed once again, taking out a pack of Marlboro Lights from his pocket: “ I like you doll, you are a quick learner…you know, it is surprisingly difficult to find people willing to accept you without asking further about your job these days” he chuckles, a bittersweet smile forming on the corner of his lips, framed by his signature thin mustache.

“Would you mind me smoking in here?” Shiu asked politely, his piercing eyes searching for consent in yours.

“Yeah..it’s totally fine for me…wait a sec…”. At your words, he pulled out a stray cigarette from the small pack and lit it while you stood up and headed to the kitchen, searching for the ashtray you spared for the Friday nights, when your smoker friends came over, and placing it on the table next to him. 

“Thank you” he murmured with a cigarette between his teeth and extended the pack to you in a gesture of offer “do you smoke,too?”

"No I don't, but thank you anyway…I am the only non-smoker in my friends group…" you stated, trying to engage in small talk while taking a seat next to him, your robe shifting slightly while you moved, revealing the soft flesh of your legs. 

Shiu stopped mid-puff, exhaling slowly as wisps of smoke curled lazily in the air cracking with a newly found tension around you. He regarded you with an unreadable expression, but you could read a certain turmoil brewing inside of him behind his mask of indifference.

" Your home is very…welcoming,y/n…it kinda matches your personality…"  he finally commented, before taking in another drag, visibly forcing himself to scan around your living room, instead of staring down at your thighs once again. You couldn't help but smirk slightly at his reaction. 

"My own home actually needs restyling,too…" he remarked absent-mindly "it grew colder and colder every passing day…and all of a sudden, I came home from work one night and felt like I said belong there anymore" he continued, stealing a subtle glance at you "Maybe it just needs a woman's touch…" he added while lost in his thoughts, his voice deep and hoarse from smoking, sending a jolt of surprise in your whole being. 

You chuckled in response, rubbing your tired eyes.

" Had a long day, haven't you doll? You look tired, you should get some sleep…I'll be here, watching  over Toji...Don't worry for us, we'll leave before the sun comes up.. You already did enough"

Sensing the hesitance in your eyes, he reassured you with an honest look on his face:"Listen…you can lock yourself in your room if you don't trust us…well…me,at least…Toji's way too numb tonight to care about a beautiful woman sleeping in the room next to him,anyway " he suggested chuckling hoarsely. "And as for me, I would never do you harm, especially after everything you did for us… deep down, I am still a gentleman…"

You felt your cheeks on fire at his blunt suggestion and you rushed your apologies "No…no… it's not that… I don't trust you…" you reassured him "it just…feels strange..the whole situation,I mean…"

" Don't be embarrassed. I didn't expect you would trust people like us, doll… and yet, you did" he whispered back at you, a flash of self- disdain in his slanting eyes. 

He took one last drag of his cigarette before flicking it into the ashtray, exhaling slowly. You could sense he felt the weight of the world on his shoulders, the weight of all of his secrets and regrets consuming him… but you could also see the good nature of his eyes, behind his cold demeanor.

"You seem like the kind of man who hasn't had a proper conversation with someone in a while…" you finally spoke, unafraid of consequences "What's weighing you down? If you want to, I'm all ears tonight, I wouldn't sleep anyway…not after... everything happened tonight" you smiled softly, trying to ease the tension.

"Oh doll, I don't wanna talk about my…troubles tonight…I feel like we've already put you through enough with our intrusion here…Anyways, yes… I can't deny I haven't actually talked to someone in a while... Usually it's just me and that giant sleepy baboon snoring on your couch... At least we have each other's back in the wreckages of our lives" he admitted curling his lips in a sad smirk. You nodded sympathetically at him with a warm and understanding gaze.

It was in that moment that the tension between you got heavier and heavier as seconds went by. He unexpectedly leaned forward to rest his warm, strong hand on your exposed knee. Your eyes locked for a moment, sending a shiver down both of  your spines. He stared at your full lips and leaned slightly towards them, letting his signature scent of cigarettes and woody cologne invade your senses. A silent exchange of common, forbidden unexpected intents flashed between you two. You surprised yourself feeling your heart drumming in anticipation but tried to play it cool.

Then, all of a sudden, the mood in his eyes changed and he forced himself to look away.

"Go get some deserved sleep, doll. Goodnight" he finally stated, announcing the end of your intimate conversation. He sighed deeply while retreating his hand and leaning back slightly into his seat. His eyes searched for yours once again, in a silent plea for forgiveness for crossing boundaries.

You stood up reluctantly and headed to your room, mentally kicking yourself for letting a heated moment like that happen between you and a complete, and potentially dangerous, stranger.

"Goodnight, Shiu…don't hesitate to wake me if anything…" unable to complete the sentence, your eyes landed on Toji's asleep figure, hinting at possible unlucky complications of his delicate state.

"I will…thank you…you're too good to people like us" he commented right before you closed your door, staring deep into each other's eyes through the crack of the door until it closed shut.

…

You passed that night tossing in your sheets, nervousness and curiosity stealing the sleep out of your tired body. You found yourself listening attentively as you heard footsteps approaching your corridor, stopping right before your bedroom door. You couldn't deny the spark of attraction that had litten between you and Shiu that night, even in the midst of chaos. But you soon shook off that twisted idea, still acknowledging his respectful behavior towards you and your boundaries. You grew restless by the hour and ended up collapsing in a deep, dreamless sleep right before the first signs of dawn could break into your room. 

You woke up after barely an hour of sleep, your tired, heavy eyelids opened slowly to take in the first morning light. You checked your phone and noticed the hour: you rushed out of bed as you realized you fell asleep and had probably missed their departure.

Putting your robe back on, you slammed your bedroom door open and broke into the living room, only to find an empty couch and everything you had scattered across the room in the previous night's chaos now back into place, as if the events you clearly recalled had just been the product of your nightly dreaming.

You sighed and collapsed on the couch, feeling an inexplicable sense of loss: indeed, you felt like missing out , letting a chance on something you couldn't even express in thoughts escape right throat your fingers… you inhaled deeply, trying to calm your racing mind, but as you did, your nostrils took in the lingering scent of his cologne, mixed with the acre one of his extinguished cigarettes, now laying abandoned in the ashtrail on your table. You shoot a look at it, thankful for that silent presence, witnessing the tangibility of the previous night's encounter. 

You couldn't help feeling a hint of sadness taking hold of you, while you stared at the room around you. It was as if the stranger who instantly caught your attention was still there with you, his presence floating in the air surrounding you.

You shook your head and got up from the couch, ready to start a new day and leaving behind the thought of him and what could have happened that night.

…

During the following days you focused on moving on with your life, getting back to your usual routine: you woke up early for work and came back at sunset, you enjoyed your nights out with your friends, and visited your family on Sundays. You would never admit it to yourself, but something has changed inside of you: even if you tried to avoid it, you couldn't prevent your mind from shifting back to that fateful night every now and then. Deep down, you hoped you would have the chance to see them once again, to understand what those invisible beings really were, but you knew it was all useless at that point.

Little did you know that the lingering memories of that night would have come back for more, reclaiming a special place and attention in the midst of your monotonous life…

My 🔥JJK MATERIALIST🔥here!

Thank you if you've arrived this far!

PART 2 HERE !

[libraryofolive]

when you accidentally send them a nude (pre-relationship)

featuring: Satoru Gojo, Choso Kamo, Suguru Geto, Kento Nanami, Toji Fushiguro, Sukuna Ryomen, Ino Takuma, Hiromi Higuruma and Shiu Kong

genre: smau, crack, suggestive (18+ - MDNI)

warnings: language, suggestive

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[cinnamorollcrybaby]

You want me to do WHAT to you when I get off work?

tags: smau, nsfw, mdni, somnophilia (on higuruma’s slide)

Pt. 2 - Toji, Sukuna, Shiu, Shoko, and Higuruma

[sexbot300]

“You look good on camera, baby, let’s go make a film”

contents: 18+, mdni obvi. texting them that you want to make a sex tape hehe. gojo, geto, toji, nanami, choso, sukuna, included. added on mr. lawyer man and an ex-detective.

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[loves4ge]

texts when they miss you !

incl. choso kamo, sukuna ryomen, inumaki toge

i think i messed up sukuna's characterization pls don't kill me

[violexta]

𝐮𝐠𝐥𝐲𝐲𝐲𝐲!

you prank the jjk hotties by calling them ugly

❤︎︎ 𝐟𝐭: 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨, 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐨, 𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢, 𝐭𝐨𝐣𝐢, 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨, 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐨, 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐮

❤︎︎ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭: 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟?

❤︎︎ 𝐚/𝐧: 𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐢 𝐝𝐢𝐝. 𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐞��𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐫. 𝐀𝐋𝐒𝐎 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐔 𝐃𝐄𝐁𝐔𝐔𝐔𝐔𝐔𝐓 ♡︎

𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨

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𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐨

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𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢

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𝐭𝐨𝐣𝐢

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𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨

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𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐨

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𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐮

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[twinkletfout]

SHIU!KONG is so nice to you, but when the two of you argue, it's too much. Both of you would never back down until it goes on for so long till you both forget the reason for arguing in the first place. But that still doesn't waver the ego of his and neither of yours, until.. things get a little heated.

SHIU!KONG hates the silent treatment, and that's exactly what you do to him. He hates to admit it sometimes but he loves your nagging, now you're completely ignoring him? It was really driving him crazy. He would give you the side eyes, you could feel it boring into your back. A sense of pride flared as you turned around, Shiu's eyes widened when you suddenly turned before he looked away quickly, stomping away from you

SHIU!KONG would grow so impatient that he would start grunting or fake yawning to get your attention. Sometimes it will catch you off guard but you were not going to lose to him, until he comes to you. Finally he would start to make small talks like there was nothing happening between the two of you. "watch this video its funny-" or "I'm going out, you want something?" You like the way he slightly frowned when you would completely avoid him.

SHIU!KONG couldn't take it anymore, as he came up behind you, his body practically sticking to you. So close to you that you could feel his heart beating. His forehead pressing to the back of your head, tightening his embrace "baby.." he said impatiently and whining. "Talk to me, just.. please" you turned around, looking away, holding back the urge to smile. "''m sorry, doll, im so sorry.." he said, his hands snaking up further up your waist, pulling you ever closer. "Atleast look at me, baby—" He pleaded, as he made you look at him. You pouted slightly at his face.

SHIU!KONG seems to be losing his mind when you are not around just like the way he is now. A small smile grew on your face looking at his face, you could see his eyes widening when you smiled. He let out a heavy sigh of relief, "you know how much i missed that, doll?" He said pulling you into a kiss. He kissed you with so much urgency like he might die if he didn't have you right now. "You wanna be silent? Sure, let see how well you can hold back from moaning my name when i fuck you so damn good"

[rens-writes]

Pictures of Your Baby pt.3

divider by saradika-graphics

Ino Takuma

Hiromi Higuruma

Shiu Kong

[fushic0re]

❝𝐀 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃❜𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒❞

⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝗦𝗔𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗨 𝗚𝗢𝗝𝗢, 𝗦𝗨𝗚𝗨𝗥𝗨 𝗚𝗘𝗧𝗢, 𝗞𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗢 𝗡𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗜, 𝗧𝗢𝗝𝗜 𝗙𝗨𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗚𝗨𝗥𝗢, 𝗔𝗢𝗜 𝗧𝗢𝗗𝗢, 𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗨 𝗞𝗢𝗡𝗚

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟎 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝑹𝒊𝒌𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝑾𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑨𝒅𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓 ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ─ 18+ ONLY; MINORS DNI. alcohol consumptions. drunken antics. smut; penetrative sex, sex in a public space. slightly cracky. 

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ─ in true hallmark movie fashion, the holiday party ends with your crush getting so drunk that he spills professions of love. 

꒰ ͜͡➸ 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐎𝐘𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘, 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆! 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒❜ 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 & 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑! ♡

SATORU GOJO 

Whiney. Clingy. Horny. 

First of all, we know this man is a lightweight. Don’t even be surprised that he’s easily swayed by the influence of alcohol. 

At some point (for his own sanity of course) Nanami tried to curb him whenever he wanted another drink…but he gave up. 

So now you’re stuck with a very drunk Satoru Gojo 

One minute he’s being his usual irritating self, the next he’s practically slurring as he blurts out really, really stupid shit. 

You’re desperately trying to reel him in because your students are literally in the same room as you and do not need to see their teacher drunk or hear the inappropriate things he’s saying. 

But Satoru Gojo cannot be stopped. 

He also cannot for the life of him contain any of the feelings he has for you in his body. So despite the fact that he would probably benefit more from throwing up all the sake bombs he’s had, he throws up drunken confessions. 

Though it’s no secret that the both of you harbor feelings for each other, neither of you has explicitly acted on them…until now. 

“My GOD. You are so pretty. Like, I wanna take off my blindfold to appreciate you fully but your beauty just makes my eyes huuuurrrt!” “...Thank..you? It’s definitely your Six Eyes though–” “No, it’s all the pretty.” 

“Heyyyyy, dance with me!~” 

Yelling “I WANNA HAVE SEX WITH YOU PLEASE–” across the room. 

Nobara for sure gets it on video. Megumi and Maki are appalled. Yuuji and Panda standing there with no thoughts behind their eyes. Toge’s lowkey entertained but will continue to remain to look unbothered. Nanami is rubbing his eyes and sighing deeply. Shoko for SURE eggs him on. Masamichi is ready to throw them both out. 

You take it upon yourself to try and see if someone can get him home while you continue to celebrate with the kids, but Shoko is too drunk. That leaves…

“Nanami, can you–” “Absolutely not. Have a good night.” 

And that’s how you end up hauling that man back to your apartment…because he caused a scene when you tried to take him home to his. 

Literally just clings to you and cannot be detached from you for the life of him. 

You set up a bed for him on the couch, but the second you turn around–

“I wanna sleep with youuuu!” Satoru whines, hugging you tightly from behind as you wash your face for the night. “Why are you kicking me out?”

You sigh exasperatedly before shooting him a stern look. 

“Satoru. Couch. Go.” 

You go to lay in bed and after having your eyes closed for only five minutes, your door opens and he’s crawling into bed behind you whining.

“Wanna stay here with you. You have more pillows.” “I can give you extra pillows if you want som–” “Boobs. I want your boobs :D” 

At that point, you literally just give up. He’s spooning you from behind, clinging to you so tightly that you literally feel his dick hardening against you as his large hands knead your breasts. 

His mouth is pressed right to your ear, murmuring promises as he begins to finally fall asleep.

“I swear…when I’m more sober, I’m gonna fuck the shit out of you. Promise.” 

You both take work off the next day. Everyone knows why. 

SUGURU GETO 

Seductive. Suave. Charming. 

When Suguru gets enough alcohol in him, he turns into such a romantic. 

Everyone thinks you guys are together and have been together for a while solely based on his body language. 

Without any inhibitions left to deter him from fully expressing his fondness for you, he allows you to be his center of gravity–when you move, he moves. 

His body naturally leans towards yours. He adjusts his body so that it’s clear his attention is only on you even when you’re not speaking. No one else exists to him. 

Very put together. If it weren’t for him being more flirty than usual, you wouldn’t even think he was under the influence. 

Whisks you away shamelessly away from other people when he feels like you’ve been giving them more attention than them. 

You’re talking to a group of coworkers when suddenly Suguru comes up from behind you and places a hand on your waist. 

“Excuse me, ladies. You wouldn’t mind if I stole this beauty away for a dance, would you?” He purrs. 

But he’s not asking. By the time he’s done speaking, you’re already being swept away by him. He doesn’t even wait for a response, nor does he care to notice the way said coworkers gawk at you jealously. 

This man literally twirls you around the dancefloor with a big smile on his face. His eyes never leave yours. 

“What’d gotten into you?” You laugh softly as he dips you. 

He simply shakes his head and chuckles. 

“Nothing. I’m just really in love with you and there is quite literally nothing in the way to get in my head or stop me from saying it anymore.” 

It’s a simple, straightforward, and intimate confession that is oh so Suguru. 

KENTO NANAMI 

Our main is a heavy drinker who can handle his liquor expertly, so…you’re the tipsy one. 

You, Satoru, Shoko, Utahime, and Kento are all at a sushi bar celebrating a successful semester and the steady growth of your kids. 

Too swept up in the good vibes, you don’t stop yourself from having a drink of choice with Shoko each time she orders a sake bomb. 

Little by little, your laughs increase until they’re filling the room. 

Kento is the first to notice, glancing down at you with a barely noticeably softened expression as all of your worries are alleviated–even if it’s just momentarily. 

The two of you worked more closely than the others knew. Yuuji had taken a close liking to you, so naturally, you and Kento convened often to discuss his progress and needs. 

Of course, these little meetings extended into ones of a more personal nature like grabbing lunch, a bakery run, or even a simple walk. 

It was safe to say that Kento Nanami, the adult of all adults, had developed a soft spot for you. 

Which is why he can feel his face heat up and his heart begin to pound against his chest as your head falls against his shoulder, giggling as you stare up at him. 

Unable to help himself, he gives you a gentle smile, placing a hand on your cheek. 

“You’re really warm.” He comments. “Would you like to get some fresh air?” 

“Yea! I wanna see all the twinkly lights the stores have put out!” You chime, tugging on his sleeve. 

The blond affectionately groans before helping you into your coat and slipping his on, stepping out of the booth. 

“I’m taking her for a walk. We’ll be back.” “Ooh! Can we–” “No.” 

With that, he helps you up and out of the restaurant, your hand clasped in the crook of his arm. 

Your friends are suddenly sobered up at the table, shooting each other shocked expressions. 

“...You guys saw that right?” 

Meanwhile, you and Kento are walking down the street leisurely as you literally babble nonstop. 

“I wanna take Yuuji here for dinner one day, we should go together! It’ll be really nice for us both to spend time with him, since we’re basically like his parents right? You know what parents do? Kiss! Why haven’t we–” 

Kento halts your runny mouth with a finger pressed to your lips, the most honeyed expression on his stupidly handsome face as he gazes at you. 

“As adorable as you are at this moment, I really want to have this conversation with you when you’re mind is clear enough to remember it.” He whispers, pulling your coat around you tighter as a gust of wind blows by. “We’ll talk tomorrow. Okay?” 

TOJI FUSHIGURO 

Toji literally cannot get drunk, so guess who's spilling their guts? You.

You’re out with some girlfriends for a Friendsmas dinner when the sangria hits you all a little too hard. 

Your best friend is left with no choice but to take your phone and call the guy you’ve been seeing to come pick you up. 

While you loved Toji, admitting it yourself–but especially him–was a terrifying concept to you all because of a certain little sea urchin-like haired toddler…Megumi. 

God, you loved that kid. You loved him to absolute death. He practically felt like your own child. Which was even scarier because what if things didn’t work out between you and Toji? What if one day he decided that his late wife couldn’t be replaced? Would he resent you? 

All of that reservation flies out of the window when you’re carried into his apartment and are greeted with a sleepy Megumi in the doorway, having been watched by a neighbor. 

“Mama?” 

You literally sob. It’s quite embarrassing considering your inebriated state, but the emotions cannot be contained any longer. 

The toddler frowns, his father’s expression mirroring his own. He had never seen you so…fragile. 

“God, I love you guys.” You confess tearily. “I’m so sorry that this is how you have to hear it but–” 

Your interrupted by two forces against you; muscle arms around your shoulders from behind and a small body hugging your front tightly. 

“Silly, mama.” Megumi giggles. 

Toji’s deep laugh fills your ears alongside his deep, adoration-laced tone. 

“Yea…silly mama.” 

AOI TODO 

Friendsmas gets a little too lit when the great Aoi Todo is around. 

Yuuji playfully insists on trying every flavor of Soju and of course, his brother tags along.

But in true Aoi Todo fashion, he does things with a little too much gusto….he’s drunk as shit now. 

Eventually, the girls decide to break off and convene at your place for a sleepover, having had enough of the boisterousness for the night. 

You’re literally minding your business having a conversation with Mai, Maki, and Nobara while Momo and Miwa make everyone some late night noodles when suddenly a love song by Takada is being blasted from your balcony window. 

“This that…?” Miwa squeaks, clearly caught off guard. 

It definitely is. The flow of the cursed energy, Takada blasting, there’s no questioning who the hell is outside of your window. 

Nobara already has her phone out to document the moment, the Zenin sisters are snickering as they stare at you, Momo is actually floored. Miwa…beyond floored. 

“You have so much shit to tell us.” Nobara laughs. 

“Yea, what did that happen? You and Todo?” 

“NOW apparently!” You whisper frantically. “What do I do–” 

“TO THE LOVE OF MY LIFE IN APARTMENT B347, THIS IS FOR YOU!” 

You’re literally shoved outside to confront a drunk Aoi Todo singing along to his idol as Yuuji holds a Bluetooth speaker in the air next to him. 

“You guys…” 

“Y/N I WANNA MARRY YOU, REMEMBER THIS MOMENT WHEN IT’S TIME TO TELL OUR FUTURE KIDS HOW WE MET–” 

“Please come inside!” You hiss. 

“DO YOU SHARE THESE SAME SENTIMENTS OF LO–” 

“Yes, for the love of god, I love you too, but please come inside before I get evicted.” 

“SUCCESS, BROTHER!”

SHIU KONG 

 Horny. That’s it. 

You’re with him at some fancy restaurant dressed to the nines for a business dinner with colleagues of his. 

Every person at the table is shady at very best. Hell, yourself included. 

But there are no thoughts of right and wrong when a tipsy Shiu whose lips taste like the smoothest, finest whiskey assault your own as he thrusts into you vigorously from behind. 

“Good girl. I knew you’d get us that deal…you’re too damn pretty for anyone to say no to, sweetheart.” He purrs into your ear, words slightly slurred. 

Your hands grip the edge of the counter tightly, letting out a breathy laugh in between hushed moans. 

“How is it that you fuck better after a few drinks in you?” You tease, earning you a deep chuckle. 

“Because you’re my woman and I love you. And I wanna keep doing this with you, living this life with you. No matter how messed up it is.” He pants against your ear. 

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[seventeentheheaven]

When the JJK men wake up and you’re gone

╰➤ incl: sukuna, higurama, shiu, ino

synopsis: how the jjk men + boys react to you not being there when they wake up

cont: swearing, fluff, crack

MINORS AND AGELESS PAGES DNI!

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Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

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𝐌𝐲 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝

Toji Fushiguro

[Chapter 13] Payback

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Pairing: Toji Fushiguro x f!Reader

Chapter Warnings: MDNI, Shiu x Reader, Smut, Handjob

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Toji takes you out to dinner, bringing Megumi along so it’s not seen as a date. He takes you to one of your favorite places to eat, and you’re sure he has something up his sleeve. What can Toji possibly do this time around? You try not to think too much as to what Toji can possibly do since you are eating something you like, and something your baby seems to enjoy.

You’re mostly talking with Megumi, completely forgetting about Toji’s existence while the two of you talk. Occasionally Toji chimes in with something stupid, it does earn a chuckle from you each and every time though. You eat in peace, and you almost feel like a family.

“We have to talk about something.” Toji ruins your peaceful moment after you order dessert. Your eyebrows perk up, and you wait for him to speak up. What does Toji need now? He’s not going to beg when his son is right there.

“What is it?” You ask him, not being patient enough to wait for him to spit it out. Megumi adverts his gaze, too embarrassed to look at his father.

“I’m seeing someone.” Toji reveals, and your eyes grow wide. The same man that was begging you to get back together not even a week ago is telling you that he’s seeing someone. It’s fair to say that you’re speechless with the announcement. You have no idea what one says with this type of announcement.

“That’s good…” You try to remain stoic with the news. He wants a reaction from you, and you’ll make sure not to give it to him. You have a lot of questions, but maybe it’s best if you keep them to yourself– Maybe ask Shiu or even Megumi. 

“Don’t you have any questions?” Toji asks, and to his disappointment, you shake your head. Megumi still isn’t looking at his dad, and Toji sighs defeatedly. “I have to use the bathroom, I’ll be back.”

“He isn’t seeing anyone.” Megumi quickly reveals when Toji gets up and leaves to use the bathroom. You furrow your brows, knowing that a teenager is involved in his father’s affairs. You can’t help but roll your eyes, knowing that Toji just can’t help but share everything with the world, “There’s a woman that visits him and does like him a lot but he’s not into her. They went on a date… But he’s just doing this to make you jealous.”

“I figured as much.” You chuckle. It does make you feel better, but it also upsets you. He goes through great lengths to make your life more difficult. You click your tongue before saying, “Your dad’s a dumbass.”

“Tell me about it.” Megumi responds, and you two change the topic into something more lighthearted. The conversation dies when Toji comes back from the bathroom, but luckily for you, dessert gets to the table.

You dive right into the sweet treat, noticing how neither of them grab their spoons and begin to eat. You knew they would agree to order dessert but proceed to not eat any of it. They’ll just say anything to please you.

“Do you want to come over and watch a movie?” Toji asks, catching you off guard. You can’t help but roll your eyes at the audacity. First, he says that he’s seeing someone, then he proceeds to invite you back to his place; you know better than anyone that Toji doesn’t mean anything platonic when he invites you back to his home.

“I can’t.” You proceed to put your hand on your bump. “Baby makes me sleepy and I’d rather not fall asleep on your couch.”

“I’ll carry you to our bed.” Toji says, and you bite your tongue. You shake your head disappointedly.

“Aren’t you seeing someone, Toji?” You point out, and he remains unphased. He’s seeing someone but he couldn’t make it clear that he doesn’t respect them enough. Right then and there, the best idea comes to your mind, and you blurt out, “Plus, Shiu wouldn’t be okay with it.”

“What does that idiot have to do with anything?” Toji quickly asks, wondering why you're bringing his best friend into this. 

“You’re not the only one seeing someone else.” You lie to him, and you know that it’ll cause some issues for Shiu but right now the look on Toji's face is priceless. He’s gone completely white, completely speechless.

“What do you mean?” Toji tries to see if his ears deceive him. But your next words reaffirm what he just heard,

“I’m seeing Shiu.” 

“You..” He begins but for some reason he can’t finish his sentence. Toji Fushiguro, who is never at a loss for words, can’t speak. “You’re seeing my best friend? Romantically?”

“Yes.” You nod in response, and the man has to take a sip of his water to calm himself down. He’s a little too young to have a heart attack, no? Why is his heart beating so fast?

“Megumi, keep an ambulance on standby. I’m going to be sick.” Toji says, putting his hand over his chest, and Megumi rolls his eyes at how dramatic his father is.

“You’re so dramatic.” Megumi mutters, crossing his arms. “I thought you were seeing someone too?”

“She’s seeing my best friend!” Toji yells, and you take a deep breath. All eyes are on you. He’s so dramatic over nothing.

“You kept sending him over, what else did you expect?” You ask him, adding fuel to the fire. You don’t want to sit by and watch Toji act as if he’s a victim. “I’m not really in the mood tonight, Toji. If you need anything, text me.” 

“Wait!” He yells, but his plea falls on deaf ears.

An hour after you get home, there’s a knock on your door. Your mind immediately goes to Toji, and you’re about to ignore it since you’re not really in the mood for talking. But after thinking it over, and as the knocking becomes more desperate, you realize that Toji wouldn’t be at your door yet.

“Shiu… He told you.” Are the first words to leave your mouth as you open the door. He doesn’t look as mad as you expected him to be… Matter of fact, he looks amused. “Sorry, he just said something and I wanted to piss him off.”

“I’m not mad. Well, maybe a bit.” He licks his lips. You’re trying to read his expression, trying to decipher what he’s feeling. Shiu is just like Toji, hard for you to read. But you luckily got to know Toji enough to be able to read him like the palm of your hand; Shiu, on the other hand, is still foreign to you.

“Why?” You ask him, moving aside to let him into the place. He takes the hint, stepping inside the apartment. He takes off his shoes and loosens the tie that’s around his neck before making himself comfortable on your couch.

“You got me in trouble with Toji and I didn’t get anything in return.” He says, and you can’t help but smirk. You walk over to him, sitting down beside him.

“What do you want in return then? I’m at your service.” You look mischievous, and he’s about to match your energy. You’re moving closer to him, and he doesn’t even try to move away.

“A nice candle lit dinner will do.” He answers, though it’s not what you have in mind. And you know that it isn’t what he has in mind either. You move closer until you’re practically breathing down his neck. He knows that whatever you’re going to do, you’ll do it with the sole purpose of getting back at Toji. 

“How about I give you something else?” You whisper into his ear and a chill runs down his spine. He bites down his lips before nodding in response. He doesn’t care that this will have consequences. He can’t just tell Toji that you were lying because it did happen.

Your lips lightly press against his, quickly pulling away before you ask him, “Do you want this? I can stop.”

“I want it.” He confirms, your lips going back on his but not pulling away. Your tongue swipes over his bottom lip, before his mouth parts. Your tongue enters his mouth, quickly pressing against his own tongue, while your hand caresses his thigh.

All of Shiu’s blood rushes to his dick, and he could moan even if you’re not doing anything yet. Since the moment he laid eyes on you, Shiu has wanted to do this. He’s been waiting an eternity to feel your lips on his, and he can’t control himself when he finally feels you.

His hand goes to the back of your head, pulling you closer as his tongue takes control. Your hand goes to unbuckle his belt, struggling since you only use one hand. He helps you out, in a rush to feel your hands on him.

“Are you sure?” You pull away from the kiss to ask him. He feels your hand play with the waistband of his briefs. He wants to scream yes into the air, over and over again. He’s never wanted something more. “I don’t want to ruin your friendship with Toji.”

“You already did.” He chuckles before his lips land on yours again. Your hand goes into his briefs, your thumb circling over the tip of his cock before your hand moves down to the base. You begin to lazily stroking his cock, and the man moans into the kiss even when you’ve yet to do much. 

You pull away from the kiss, taking your hand out and spitting on it before going back to pumping his cock. You peck his lips, before kissing his cheek and making your way to his ear. Your teeth begin to nibble on his earlobe as Shiu throws his head back and moans into the air.

He’s red, already sweating and out of breath with how good you’re making him feel. He shuts his eyes, moaning your name as your hand twists on his dick. It’s just a handjob, nothing that warrants the reaction that he gives you. But he couldn’t care less.

“Fuck– Like that.” He moans as your hand picks up speed. His cheek is pressing against your head, his hand gripping your shirt as he feels his release near. His mind is focused on you, and only you. Lately you’re all that he’s thinking about, and this isn’t going to help him.

Shiu will do just about anything for you.

He’s moaning your name over and over again until a groan leaves his lips, his cum ruining his shirt and coating your hand. He looks at you, eyes filled with lust. He’s in need of more. But just in a brief moment, guilt takes over.

“Do you want more?” You ask him, and he does. But he shouldn’t. He shouldn’t be doing this in the first place, he swore to himself he wouldn’t do this to Toji. Moreover, you’re simply doing this to get back at Toji, and it doesn’t feel right.

Shiu was willing to do this no matter what at first, but tonight he doesn’t want to be used. Maybe his feelings for you go deeper than mere lust.

“Maybe another time.” He answers, and you get off him. He stands up and makes his way to your bathroom to fix himself up. 

“Will this make up for the candle lit dinner or do you want something else?!” You shout, while you look for some tissues to clean yourself up as well. 

“We’re even!” He yells back, and you’re fighting back a smirk, biting on the inside of your cheek. You know that he’s going to want more even though he claims you’re even.

You just have to give it some time before he comes knocking at your door again, asking for more.

[libraryofolive]

when they forget your anniversary

part two

featuring: Satoru Gojo, Choso Kamo, Suguru Geto, Kento Nanami, Toji Fushiguro, Ryomen Sukuna, Takuma Ino, Hiromi Higuruma and Shiu Kong

genre: angst, smau, hurt no comfort

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pure (toji fushiguro x virgin reader)

a/n; the toji thirst is never-ending

cw; fem reader, toji is in his early 40s, reader is a virgin, reader is in college, inexperienced reader, reader is in her early 20s (no older than 21), loss of virginity, baby trapping if you squint, reader has a vagina.

ꨄ dilf! toji fushiguro that decides to sign up for one of those sketchy meet and fuck websites that pop up in troves on those nasty porn sites.

ꨄ dilf! toji fushiguro that was a little apprehensive about meeting up with people from the site, but he was a man with needs after all. it’s been forever since he’s had a good fuck.

ꨄ dilf! toji fushiguro that lucks out when he meets you. a cute early 20s virgin girl that found herself on the nasty website desperate to lose her virginity to fit in with all of her friends.

ꨄ dilf! toji fushiguro that wastes no time messaging you and to his surprise you were legit and willing to meet up. and even better, you were just a few miles away.

ꨄ dilf! toji fushiguro that is surprised he hit it off with a woman almost 20 years his junior. and was even more surprised at just how sweet you were to him.

ꨄ dilf! toji fushiguro that invites you over to his place after you finish your evening classes to hook up.

“ah! fuck!” you cry out when the hot tip of toji’s cock kisses your cervix over and over again.

the way he has your legs damn near behind your ears allows him to go even deeper. his sharp thrusts make you babble and drool all over yourself. he was good and knew what he was doing. his thrusts had intent behind them and he knew the exact spots he needed to hit to make a woman feel good, especially a virgin.

toji seemed to be enjoying himself letting out a few breathy moans when your gummy walls squeeze and spasm around his thick cock.

“fuck mama. you’re so fuckin’ tight. tightest pussy i’ve ever had-” he groans, pulling almost completely out and slamming back into your warm heat.

the compliment goes straight to your core and you involuntarily clench around him once again. the fact that such an experienced older man would say such a thing made you feel warm inside.

“tojiiii~ feels so good- i feel weird- ah! in my tummy!” the pitch of your voice heightens towards the end of your sentence. the feeling in your stomach is something you can’t explain and have never felt before, but it felt good in a way you couldn’t quite describe to him without feeling embarrassed “yeah? feels weird?” toji says in a teasing tone, speeding up his thrusts. “that’s called an orgasm mama. am i making you feel that good?” he chuckles and kisses your cheek that’s now dampened with tears.

your doe eyes look into his emerald green ones while his cock pistons in and out of you. “t-toji! can’t hold back anymore-!” you whine arching your back and biting your lower lip. ‘don’t hold back mama. cum for me.” he hisses thrusting harder and deeper into your tight core.

he knew he wasn’t going to last long.

the way your poor abused cunt was milking his cock dry made him inch closer to the orgasm he desperately chased after. “tojiiii-” you sob while curling your toes when the knot in your stomach becomes too much to bare. your first ever orgasm washed over your body. the mere sight was too much and toji couldn’t last any longer.

“god- i’m cumming-” he lets out a loud groan and thrusts one last time into your cunt before emptying himself in your sensitive hole.

“‘m sorry baby, i came inside.” he sighs while pulling out his softening cock while a stream of white liquid flows out of your cunt. your legs finally rest for the first time that night when he places them on either side of him before leaning in to give you a kiss on the forehead. “i-it’s fine I don’t mind.” you smile knowing there was a possibility you could become pregnant with his child. <3

i didn’t know how to end this LMAO

[bluefunkybeats]

PAPAS WATCHING CARTOONS WITH THEIR KIDS

ft. Gojo, Shiu, Toji

PAPA GOJO who when watching television on the couch with his kid from his lap, only ever sets them down when Lazy Town comes on. Every four o’clock in the afternoon you can bet that you’ll find mister Gojo over here imitating whatever expert level push-up Sportacus is performing, with a big grin on his face knowing his little one is definitely impressed (and if you’re also watching, he’ll definitely throw in a wink doing said push ups).

“Easy peasy”. Well, good for him because his little tot firmly believes that your husband is the man on the TV.

Gojo just needs to practice his turn push-ups a bit.

PAPA SHIU on his day off, who’s woken up a bit earlier than usual, and the sun is shining a little too bright for him to be able to doze an extra 36 minutes comfortably. He doesn’t want to wake you up yet; doesn’t want to disrupt your system.

He goes on to wake up your son to have a slow leisurely morning with him, eating breakfast and watching cartoons on the couch. Once Shiu has stood by the door frame, checked that his son is enough tidy for school and waved him off to walk to school with his friend, then he start thinking about waking you up.

Well, Shiu just kinda waved him off still sat on the couch watching Batman 1998, hunched over holding his cereal bowl with one hand and hovering his spoon with the other, following the episode like an entranced kid.

You drag yourself in living room to join him shortly after.

“What’s this rubbish?,” you say, before flicking the channel with the remote to something else.

He doesn’t have the heart to tell you.

PAPA TOJI who’s sat on the couch with little Megumi, television on and playing Tom and Jerry. They’re both just mindlessly killing time really, waiting for you to finish whatever you need to finish. You close the laptop on the kitchen table and turn your head for a view of the back of the couch.

You can see the back of your husband’s large build sitting on one end of the couch, and you can already presume that little Megumi is on the adjacent end; both leaving space for you in the middle to receive their embraces later. You stray to look at the television screen: a familiar Tom cat running after Jerry with a big red hammer pulled from thin air, as Jerry hightails the corridor and into a mousehole.

Well you’re finished with your work now, and as you come round to join your little family on the couch, you notice how Toji’s leaned back comfortably with his arms crossed amusedly, his facial expressions changing with the show. Like he’s trying to decide whether Tom or Jerry has a more concordant plan.

Toji’s more into it than little Megumi it seems, who’s idly picking at a loose thread of his shorts. Not that he’d ever admit that.

[9toji]

MDNI / 18+ — threesome, blowjob, doggystyle position, fem! reader, toji shares you with his new friend

“good things are supposed ta be shared, hun.” toji huffs against your ear, his breath was tickling your skin. he was looking up at someone, someone else who was keeping you busy. shiu kong groaned, head thrown back in an attempt to stifle his growing pleasure. cock fitted into your mouth, twitching every few seconds that you moaned against it.

your mind was blank and cloudy, the only thing keepin' you sane was the two thick cocks stuffed down either side of you, one in your cunt and one in your mouth. it was toji's idea, to share his precious girlfriend with his “acquaintance” as he called shiu. and here you are, servicing an unfamiliar man with your mouth.

toji greedily had his heavy arm wrapped around your waist, knees weak from being on all fours so your boyfriend assisted you by pulling you up, taking you out of your daze with a chuckle, “suck on him properly baby, you're a good girl right?” toji hums, gripping your hair with his free hand and tugging on it with a satisfied groan, his cock silkily rubbing against your walls that squeezed him in, “you're a whore.. ain't ya? shiu kong, whaddya think of her?"

the man in front of you tiredly chuckles, a hand placed on the rest of your head that wasn't occupied by toji's grip. “she is, sucks so well too.” shiu kong hums, sleazily watching you take his cock and sucking it with glee, closing his eyes once more till he feels your cheeks hollow.

and after a few more languid licks to his twitching dick, shiu groans before dumping his load into your mouth. a shaking hand pushing your head further, “don't spill, don't want it to go to waste.” he huffs tiredly, soon watching toji take his sweet time with you, slow but rough thrusts into you.

it was so intimate, as though there wasn't a third party, a third party eager to switch sides and to try your cunt too. “bragged about your cunt baby, now look at him wanting to have a taste..” toji rolls his eyes indignantly, holding you with an almost possesive grip to your torso. “gonna let him borrow my baby's cunt, that okay with you pretty thing?” and when you mindlessly nod, alongwith a leaky grin, toji groans.

his cock getting milked when your walls close in on him, toji pulls out with a sigh and prompts shiu to get a little closer, “your turn, take care of her well.” and with a confused look on your face, you watch as toji stands in front of you, leaky cock invading your mouth, with rough and unfamiliar hands gripping your waist, and an animalistic growl that might've just been from your visitor, shiu kong. toji grins down at you, “gonna share you one more time baby, promise."

[blueparadis]

LEMONADE + SHIU KONG // f!reader ( she's a sniper), smoking, mention of murder and violence, implicit smut, semi-public ( happens in a car ), little tension between them, rivals to fvck buddies dynamics, he is such a tease here. 1.3 (w.c)

special thanks to @poohbea for beta-reading. without her, i really wouldn't have posted this. i had something in mind and this is entirely different. so i said better luck next time to myself and found the courage to post this. | back to nav. | also tagging @yuujispinkhair

“You’re not nearly as inconspicuous as you believe yourself to be.” Kong mutters off-handedly under his breath, reaching for the latch of your belt. His minty tobacco-laced breath paired with that familiar musky cologne threatens to send your nerves into a frenzy. He’s too close for someone who claims to ‘just wanted to undo your seatbelt’. He had no reason to but he did it anyway, probably because you were asking too many questions. He could have easily pressed one of those buttons on the driver’s side door, the one that unlocks all seat belts at once. The car is fancy enough to have those kinds of luxury features anyway, but you can’t help the racing of your heart when his fingers brush your skin. It’s only when he sits back in his own seat do you register his remark. Did he just scold you? The possibility alone has you licking your bottom lip nervously. 

It’s not as though he never has, but given your history with him, he rarely comments on your professionalism. He has been your handler for almost a year now and has yet to actually correct or complain about the way you do your job. He’s proud of your skills, he has to be, otherwise, he wouldn’t be hiring you for every sniper-kill case he gets.

“I heard you were back in town,” he starts, tapping on his cigarette packet before taking one between his lips. “But I couldn't contact you until I got the green light. That, and I’ve been too damn busy with the bounty offers that keep coming up.” He digs into his breast pocket to fish out a lighter, the flame flicking to life as his thumb rolls over the spark wheel. You look at him visibly confused, something he acknowledges with an amused huff. “Were you really so busy that you couldn't read the briefing I sent you?” He is definitely scolding you, but for what exactly? Trying to stay neutral in the face of his crude teasing, you let out a small breath, choosing to keep his gaze despite the nagging need to look away. He’s changed a bit. There’s worry in his eyes, more than usual, eyebrows creased as he continues. “Ah! I can't let you slip up now — ” 

“Why am I here?” You interject with a frown. 

“What?” He has the audacity to look at you surprised, as if he wasn’t the one to call you here again.

“This is the third time this month you’ve had me meet you… and in case you haven’t noticed, I have a bit of a busy schedule.” Kong lets you speak for longer than ten seconds for the first time in a very long time, his bad habit of interrupting taking the backseat for once. When he doesn’t answer you, you click your tongue, irritation evident in the furrow of your brow. “Why am I here, Kong-san—?”

“Shiu.” He corrects. Guess you spoke too soon. “And you still didn't answer my question. Did you or did you not—”

“I did.” You respond sourly. “And it told me a whole lot of nothing. Which is why I'll ask you again. Why am I here, Shiu?” Despite your irritation, the glaring fact of his contributions to your career as a sniper sits heavy on your shoulders as you sit in weighted silence. He knows it too, and never fails to bring it up every time you try to walk away, try to tell him you don’t need his help. He’s pushed you farther than anyone else ever has. Certainly, you owe it to him, but his ego is already big enough without the offer of such a confession, and you would rather put a bullet in your skull than admit that. 

The air inside the car grows thick with smoke as he takes drag after drag of his cigarette, not that you minded, you’re a smoker yourself, but just to spite him you opened the window by your side. “Isn’t it obvious?” Kong soon discards the butt out of his own window, studying you all the while, observing the mix of question and frustration that creases your forehead as your frown deepens. His lips tug up in one corner ever so slightly, too slight for anyone else to spot, but being around him as often as you have, you knew it was coming. “I’ve missed you.”

You blink. Once. Twice. Thrice. What a horrible man… he’s toying with you.

“Hilarious,” you mutter, offering him a sarcastic chuckle. He doesn’t waver, doesn’t look away, that small smile growing at your skepticism. The realization has your heart beating in your ears, and suddenly finding it difficult to keep his gaze.

“Want me to prove it to you?” He dips his head slightly, the leather of his seat squeaking in protest as he leans closer.

“No.” Your reply was instantaneous but you do not move, his hand reaching to play with the necklace resting against your collarbone, the very someone he gifted you after your first successful case. “Aren't we supposed to be doing a job here?”

“You tell me. Haven't you read the briefing?” Again with the same question. He is far too calm in this situation, fingers caressing the hammering pulse that lies just below the surface of your skin. “You weren’t lying to me were you—?”

“This is going nowhere.” You huff, finally breaking the intense staring contest he had trapped you in, finding the courage to withdraw from his touch momentarily. 

“It could if…” he guides you back to him, grasping your chin between his thumb and forefinger, gaze dipping to your lips. “If you wanted.”

You bite your lip lowering your head to hide your merriment. “Like the last time?” You ask with a knowing smile. If you wanted. Yeah. Sure. As if he didn’t. Because during the ‘last time’ in question, things were entirely different. You two weren’t out for a job. In fact, you were in a situation similar to this one, in his car, engaging in your usual back and forth. It’s unclear exactly what came over you that day, but those sly eyes and that cocky smile had you seeing your handler as less of a mentor and more of the man he was. The conversation devolved into his lips against yours, his hands against your hips as he encouraged you from your seat onto his lap. Thunder rumbled the heavens and rain battered against the windshield, the perfect mask for inevitable heavy breaths and throaty moans. Your skin tingled beneath his touch, his lips, his teeth, the press of his thigh between your legs that had electricity crackling up the base of your spine. His name fogged the windows, each syllable working its way through the tresses of your mind till that was all you could utter, all that truly mattered. He reveled in that, in the way you gave yourself to him almost entirely. How your body grew hot with every caress, every thrust, every kiss. What did you even call this feeling? Neither of you knew, but it was clear that either didn’t want it to stop. By the end of it, his presence spanned your body, inside and out. 

Shiu laughs at your subtle accusation. It has the kind of warmth that reminds you of cozy mornings during winter. There is a pregnant pause after he says. “Yeah.” Bobbing his head in a ‘yes’. You shake your head slowly, an amused breath leaving your nose as your nerves buzz with memories past.

You sigh, assessing him with narrowed eyes, trying to figure out what exactly he’s hiding beneath that elaborately organized talk of his. But the man is a vault, hiding behind dark eyes that threaten to reel you in again. It has you playing with your tongue, curling it against the insides of your mouth before smacking your lips. “Was there really any job for me to begin with?” You retort. 

Shiu Kong smiles, his carefully crafted demeanor crumbling in the face of the woman he’s slowly beginning to fall for. “There wasn’t.” He says bashfully.

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