#sugusato smut

[biscuitsngravie]

fics for december

i dont do events and stuff like that, so pls dont think this is a kinkmas thing. this is just my lineup for december. lmk if you wanna be tagged. tbh?? im gonna upload all of these mfs on the same day LMAO. with the possible exception of the two nurse geto ones since that's a collab with @yasminessims <3

the last one (getou x stripper reader) is a long fic, so at MOST it'll get started in december, but def aint finna be done lol

levi x reader: Ssshhh🤫

your needy ass couldnt wait til you got home, so now he has to fuck you in an empty room. be quiet. or else

shanks x reader: gangsta fairytale

hc style even tho i got carried away. mafia au. i aint go much to say, this was just brain worms

sukuna x reader: what that mouth do?

this is just like...pure horny. we're doing true form sukuna, we're doing double cocks, we're doing mouths everywhere and anywhere, and you know we puttin tummy mouth to work! (this is the one that won the poll)

SatoSugu: just like that...

*tag is correct for positions. this one is a surprise.

Nurse Geto x Gojo: ails that plague the healthy

gojo gets hurt and the nurse who triages him is hot. unbelievably so. all of a sudden he's the "clumsiest" bastard alive. this one is a collab with @yasminessims and we're doing a fem and masc version!

getou x stripper!reader — carousels and wishing wells: a tale of poles, pussy, and power

i dont even have the braincells to describe this one. ur a stripper. he's a client. need i say more? i wanna bring a *slightly* more realistic approach to this one (having been the child of actual sex workers sfhsklf) hence why it's gonna be long as fuck lol

i have time to finish all of these in december tbh, but if i need more time ill just upload all of them in january. i dont feel like posting more than once, so if anything ill just save them in my drafts. that way i can add anyone who wants to be tagged accordingly. i'll let yall know when i have a date. tbh i really wanna finish them this month cause i wanna finish my book in january before i start the next one in august😭

if you wanna be tagged in anything in particular or in all of them lmk. ill reblog this regularly

[itariten]

Hi !! Wrote a little transmasc Gojo for a friend and I thought I’d share.

Summary: Satoru has a long day after taking on an unexpected mission. Suguru knows how to make him feel better.

Rated E | 6.7K | Completed.

CW: afab terms, explicit sexual content.

[ex1acy]

WHO DECIDED TO GATEKEEP THIS.

credit: haekz (ig) I WAS TOLD THIS BY A COMMENT!!

[kamitv]

Getting a call while Suguru’s balls deep inside you sounds so interesting, lowkey.

"Fuck, you feel so good," Your fiancé would coo into your ear, cock dipping in and out of your sopping cunt languidly as his hot breath hit the crown of your ear.

It would all be so intimate. The way Geto has you beneath him, holding your shaky legs open for himself as his heavy balls smacked against you every time he thrusted his fat cock into you. His hips were moving slow but his dick was splitting you open.

"Sugu," You'd gasp, nails scratching at his toned back as you panted out a heavy breath of air, "Fuck-, mmh..."

"Can't get enough of this pussy, mmgh. Listen t'her talk t'me," He whispers to you, the messy slick of your cunt wetting up his shaft as he drew his hips back hitting both of your ears, "Y’like that, baby? Like bein’ stuffed like this, hm?” Geto questions.

Though, his words weren’t directed to you.

He often did that during sex— talked to your cunt, referring to it as she and baby just like how he talks to you. And it gets even worse whenever he’s giving you head.

Currently though, as Geto talks you, and your pussy, through his steady strokes, you moan his name up until your phone begins to ring.

The sound of your loud ass ring tone makes your lover groan, leaning up away from you just to catch sight of who the hell was calling you. To his surprise, none other than his best friend’s contact name was beaming across your phone screen.

“Hahh,” Geto cracks a half smile, “The fuck is Satoru callin’ you for?” He asks, sounding annoyed despite the amusement etched onto his features.

The curve of his cock sinks deeper into you as he reaches for your cell phone and you scratch at his chest, too fucked out to render what the hell he was talking about. All you wanted was his body pressed up against yours again.

“S-Suguu, shit-, ignore it, please.” You huff out demandingly, earning nothing more than a mere glance from your fiancé as he peers down at you from the corner of his eye.

Swiping your phone up, “Why’s he calling?”

“I don’t know,” You pout, extending a hand to his neck and trying to pull him back down to you. Your attempt almost works as Geto is tugged a bit closer to you, his hips still and his eyes back on your phone buzzing in his palm.

Cocking his head to the side, he smirks, “Find out then,” Suguru says to you.

You’re confused for only a second before an explanation is given through him answering the call and pressing it to your ear. Your eyes go wide as you realize he wants you to talk to Satoru while he’s balls deep inside you.

Gulping, “Sugu-“

“Hello?” You get cut off by the connection of the phone call and the sound of Gojo’s voice in your ear.

Your fiancé smiles down at you and whispers, “Go on, talk to him, baby. Promise I won’t move,” He hums all too sweetly.

It was definitely suspicious coming from him. You’ve been down the road more times than you can count— Geto promising not to fuck you while you talk to someone but ultimately doing so anyway.

With pleading eyes, you nod, hoping he’ll keep his promise this time around. “Hi Satoru,” You say into the phone, watching your fiancé mock you through his facial expressions.

“Heyyy, how are youuu?” Gojo purrs over the phone, his tone letting you know he definitely called to ask you for something.

You take a deep breath, “M’fine, can I ask why you called?”

“Straight to the point I see,” Gojo says with that smug voice of his.

Rolling your eyes, you release a sigh, "Yeah, I guess so. I'm kinda busy right now so uh, make it quick." Your tone was a lot more put together than you expected of yourself, especially with Geto's thick inches stuffed into the hilt of your cunt.

And for a while he doesn't move, he just sit there, marinating in the warmth of your cunt and listening in on your conversation.

“Well, then," Gojo starts, his voice suddenly enthusiastic, "Remember when I came over last week?"

Geto starts to lean up again and you send him skeptical eyes, to which he flashes another innocent smile at you. Then you sigh, "Yes, why?"

"Did I uh, leave my jacket there?" The male over the phone asks.

You blink, "You could've texted me this question y'know," The end of your sentence comes off all too breathy as a thumb suddenly swats over your clit, your free hand moving down to Geto's finger and trying to swat him away.

He just smirks at you though and presses the pad of his thumb into you, watching the way your back arches a bit and your lips part.

"Yes, I could've texted you this questions buuuut, you always ignore me," Gojo argues.

You bite your lip for a moment as Geto draws small circles around your clit-- you knew he was going to do this and yet you still weren't prepared for it. "I do not," You breathe out.

On the other side of the phone, Gojo tilts his head and his borws furrow, "You alright over there? Y'sound out of breath."

"M'fine, Satoru. And n-no, I haven't seen your jacket," You stammer as Geto starts drawing his hips back his eyes locked down on your cunt and how lewdly it's spread open for his cock, smirking before he spits down on it.

"Right... Well can you ask Suguru then?" Gojo continues, "I really need it for-"

"Can I just call you back?" You say all in one breath, trying your best to keep your composure as Geto eases himself back into you, fucking you so very slowly that it's both tortuous and stimulating at the same time.

The full stretch of Geto's thick girth way driving you insane, the way he'd ease back and then push forward, thumbing your clit simultaneously as his salvia smeared and mixed with the mess you've already made of him from earlier.

"Please?" You suddenly whine, not sure if it was really directed toward Gojo or Geto as you said it.

That's when Gojo pauses, his hears practically perking up at the tone of your voice, "Hey... No need to beg me to get off the phone, y'know," He hums, his voice suddenly... lower? "I would've hung up without the please but I dunno, you sound busier than I expected."

Your brows furrow at his sudden resistance toward ending the call, "Meaning?" You question, eyes focused on your fiance's face which was twisted up and he groaned quietly due to the sudden squeeze of your cunt.

There's a slight scoff over the phone, "Oh nothing, just uh-, well, am I interrupting something?"

Your lashes bat in disbelief of Gojo and Geto's losing his mind at how much your pussy's throbbing around his cock. Was that his doing or his best friend's doing? What exactly was Satoru saying to you over the phone and why were you squirming so much?

Geto tears his eyes away from where the two of you are connected and he looks at your face, spotting that you're basically just as confused as he is. Tipping his head to the side, he locks eyes with you and decides that that's the perfect time to thrust every inch of himself back into you.

The way your jaw drops, a moan pouring out so clearly and obscenely-- it makes Geto smile, nearly forgetting that Gojo probably heard that...

Probably would be an understatement too because Gojo's on his end of the call with his face flushed and his eyes widened, "Did you just moan?" He questions.

And as he does so, Geto decides not to hold back anymore, working up that brutal pace of his thrust by thrust as you slap a hand over your mouth and moan into your palm.

Barely even able to utter a response to Gojo, "N-No," You gasp, "I just-, mmh. Fuck, can I please call you back?"

Gojo blinks. Then he swallows, thickly, "Where's Suguru?"

Your mouth opens to respond but the phone is suddenly taken from you. Geto places one hand to your lower abdomen and pushes down slightly on the imprint in your skin where his cock is, his hips smacking into you roughly as you body jerked and you spasm.

Then you hear Geto speaking and realize he's taken the phone, "Busy fuckin' her to tears, call you back later 'Toru," He hums out simply.

Gojo coughs and then he laughs, "Hey wait," He stalls without second thought.

Your fiance tilts his head into the phone and his hips grow a bit harsher with you, the pressure of his hand on your lower abdomen making his swollen cock hit deeper and deeper. Then there was that mean curve of his, beating into where you were sensitive and making you whimper.

"Hm?" Geto hums in response, sounding almost annoyed.

"Y'Mind if I stay on the phone and listen?"

(pt. 2)

[manmuncher777]

Satoru and Sugur argue like brothers all the time… even when their balls deep inside you.

“Fuck- be gentle with her satoru.” Geto grunts out from above, his huge hand coming down to stroke your head gently. A soft sensation compared to the harsh slap on your ass you recieved from Gojo. All you can do is look up at him with watery eyes as his cock hits the back of your throat over and over again.

“Come on Sugu, you know she loves it rough, don’t you sweets?” You were hardly able to listen to what Gojo was saying to you, his cock hitting so deep inside you, it felt like it was stopping your brain from functioning. All you can do is let out the same pathetic moan thats been echoing from you since this evening started. You had both men either end of you, destroying both your holes with their huge cocks.

“Awh baby, he’s so mean to you. Don’t worry Sugu’s got you.” The dark haired man is cooing at you, his eyes never leaving your face as you basically slobber over his cock. You might be inclined to believe him if his cock wasn’t bullying your throat in that moment, you knew he had the potential to be equally as mean as Satoru. You were certain you wouldn’t be able to speak - or walk for a week after this. Too busy getting caught up in your thoughts that you take Geto’s cock a bit too deep in your throat, gagging around his length. He pulls out, giving you a second to recover as you desperately suck in oxygen.

You didn’t get that luxury for long as Gojo’s hand came down on your ass, his hand gripping your hair as he was hitting it viciously from behind. His skin slapping against yours as you soaked his lower torso and thighs. You screamed out at the angle he was hitting, the oxygen you craved leaving your lungs again at the white haired mans deep strokes

“I thought you said to be gentle Suguru? Our pretty girls face is all ruined.” Gojo mocked, his thrusts never stopping. Your moans constant, whining and whimpering as he rolled his hips against that soft spot inside you that had you seeing stars.

Geto’s hand stroked your face affectionately, tears, drool and precum dripping down your fucked out face. “You know you love it when she looks like this.” He smirks, lining his cock up with your welcoming mouth once more

[gojosprettyprincess]

Jujutsu Kaisen Men + How they'd moan w/audios.

Tw - dirty talk, assplay in Suguru's, daddy kink in Nanami's, (Got a bit carried away in the geto one haha) also not proofread cause I got tired.

A/n this was requested so tysm to the person that requested it but a part of it is kinda a repost because I've already done something similar before but I hope you guys like it! Gojo, Geto, Toji, Choso, Nanami

Gojo Satoru

This is how Gojo sounds when he's close. (Ik this because he fucked me before so you can trust me on this)

He's very loud when he fucks you and he'd also whisper a lot of nasty shit to your ears while he's rutting his hips inside you, fucking you deeper into the bed while he has your legs over his shoulders, hissing and groaning at the way your tight cunt sucks him in so well, while your sinking your freshly manicured nails that he paid for into his back, decorating it with angry red marks and when he's close he'd be panting and breathing heavily on top of you, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead onto you from how much he's been fucking you.

"Fuckfuckfuck gonna fill you up so good baby, m'gonna stuff you so full of my cum, bet you'll like that yeah?".

Geto Suguru

This is how Suguru sounds while you're riding him in cowgirl position, he has a clear view of the way his cock slides into your soaked cunt every time you bounced on it, he just can't take his eyes off of it, the way your cunt would swallow his cock in and the way your ass jiggles every time you moved your hips, it was so hot. One thing that really caught his eye though was the way your asshole looked so neglected and desperate to be filled, he thought this would be the perfect opportunity to try something.

he spat on his right thumb, making sure to gets his spit all over it to use as lube before circling it around your hole, spreading his spit all around it then sinking his thumb slowly into the tight rim. He hisses as he felt how tight your ass was, clammed around his finger. He noticed how you started slowing down, and how your moans got so much louder, he lands a sharp slap on your ass. "Fuckkk sweetheart k-keep going, Fuck yeah, keep bouncing on my cock, yesss that's it, don't worry princess I'll make you feel s'good". He groans, feeling your cunt fluttering and cleaching around his cock.

He starts thumbing your ass, fucking his finger in and out of you matching your rhythm. "Holy fuck need you to cum, Be a good girl and cum f'me yeah?". He hisses, feeling you thrusting your hips faster and faster onto him, your brain gets all fuzzy and blank it was too much, both of your holes were getting stuffed and penetrated. You start feeling yourself getting closer and closer as you bounced yourself on top of him. "F-fuck sugu gonna cum, M'gonna cum!" you cried out. "Go ahead, cream on my cock baby you can do it fuckk", and that's all you needed to hear before you came undone, creaming all over his cock, rings of your nut appearing at the base of his cock, his thumb still buried in your ass to the hilt. He lets out a loud groan, looking at how your creamy cunt covered in cum. "Good fucking girl, see the mess you made on my cock baby?".

Toji Fushiguro

This is how he sounds when he's close, he doesn't really make that much noise while he's fucking you, maybe you'd earn a few groans and grunts once in a while because of your cunt but most of the time it's just dirty talk.

But when he's close, he gets so much louder and faster, he picks up his pace, hammering into you harder from behind while your face is buried into the pillow beneath you and landing harsh slaps onto the soft flesh of your ass while looking down to watch it jiggle everytime he thrust his hips against you. the sound of his cum filled balls that's waiting to be emptied inside your little cunny, slapping against your clit filling the room with each thrust along with your muffled moans. Your cunt was clamping around him like crazy because one thing about Toji, he always fucks you so good every damn time.

"Holy fucking shit, tight little cunt milking my cock so well, you gonna give me another kid baby or what?".

Choso Kamo

This is how he'd moan while you're on your knees sucking his cock and he's getting close; he'd be whimpering and moaning loudly while saying stuff like "pleasepleaseplease m'so close don't stop please" with tears prickling from his eyes while he's looking down at you. He begs you alot and he's also really sensitive so that makes him moan and whimper even more.

Nanami Kento

This is how he sounds when he's ramming his cock up into your poor messy cunny in his work office, purposely molding your tight hole into the shape of his thick girth as his large beefy hands gripping onto the back your thighs to hold your legs up into a full nelson-type positon but the difference is that he's sitting down and your back is leaning against his board chest.

His thrusts was hard and fast as he continues feeding your greedy tight cunt with his fat cock, loud pants and groans escaping his lips at the way your cunt tightens around his cock while he stretches you out. "Hah- oh fuckk such a good little slut, taking daddy's cock so well, s'good f'me baby". His deep and husky voice made you throbbing around his cock while he ruins you.

[papernstory]

After care 🖤🤍

[saltyinternetflower]

The poison in my veins...SatoSugu🩵🩷

All hail the creator nendesignx on Instagram

[saintkaylaa]

Honest about Sex

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *ੈ✩‧₊˚ *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *ੈ✩‧₊˚ *✧･ﾟ:

✰ ft. choso, kento, satoru, suguru, & hiromi

note: you want to spice things up, sex is feeling a little boring lately, but you’re also jk.

warnings: sex, cursing, semi-toxic in some, f!reader

I BLOCK MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS || MDNI

Choso

Kento

Satoru

Suguru

Hiromi

[vexonli]

Secret meetings

[vantetaes]

LUNCH TIME 🫧🥂

CEO! GETO X GOJO X BLACK FEM READER

SUMMARY!!! yn is the assistant for the most well known author and sought after publisher. having to deal with him and his friend isn’t for the faint of heart.

WARNINGS!!! oral (f&m receiving), pet names, double penetration, threesome, obnoxious gojo

black heels clicked against the offices perfectly polished marble floors, echoing throughout the hallways past the tiny cubicles. your tinier-than-average skirt rolling up your thighs a little, drawing the intern’s attention. they stare, watching in awe as you bend over slightly to grab a stack of papers from the printer. a few strands of hair falling your your face, some get caught in your brown shimmering lipgloss as you rear back up. your cleavage peeking carelessly through your size-too-small button up top.

“morning gentlemen. papers on mr. suguru’s desk in-“ flipping your wrist up, you check the time. shiny gold watch displaying the time.

10:59.

“-one minute.” the men’s face falls as they scramble back to their cubicles, frantically searching for their research data. shoes clicking as you walk away, using your acrylic, you flip through the stack of sheets tucked in between your arm and underboob. the elevator dings open, snapping your attention back to the task.

level 10.

before the doors could fully close, a man sticks his hand in the middle to stop it.

“sorry, sorry.” he pushes his way in, fixing his suit and hair quickly. god he smelled good. you know it sounds creepy, but it’s radiating off of him.

“which floor?” you ask, not bothering to look over at him.

“uh, ten. thanks.” reaching inside of your skirts pocket, you grab your lipgloss, quickly reapplying it all over your brown and reddish lined lips. the man can’t keep his eyes off you. glancing over at him, he quickly breaks his gaze, blue eyes focusing on the ceiling in embarrassment.

“here for any specific reason?” noticing the white visitors badge.

the elevator comes to a stop.

“visiting an old friend. geto suguru.” upon exiting the elevator, you spot your long haired boss. he stood tall at the front desk, chatting with your coworker about something beyond you. watching as her filled lips form a big smile and the way she perks herself up on her spinning chair, all for him. blonde locks twirling in between her fingers and she swats the air playfully in a ‘oh stop it’ way.

only you and suguru knew the only reason she got this specific job was because her mom babysat geto as a baby.

“mr. suguru.” you speak, monotoned. the girl rears back in her seat, folding her arms over one another, unhappy with your sudden appearance. a nasty scowl crossing her face. the taller man’s eyes drift from his conversation right onto you and then the man you came up with.

“ah! gojo!” before he could over to where the two of you were standing, you stop him.

“hm. with all due respect mr. suguru, if you need anything important, come to me. not the receptionist. im going to put these on your desk.”

while walking away you hear a small -tsss- sound come from who you could only assume to be gojo.

“i like her. you need to keep her.” the words were faint as you turn the corner, finally revealing what looked like a huge mirrored wall. hand reaching out for the knob, you carefully push open the door.

revealing a large office space with two couches, multiple chairs, a large L-shaped desk with one on the side for you and your needs, and an amazing view of new york city to complete it. your feet pad over to the man’s desk, placing all the papers down in their respective piles. while knocking them all against the desk to ensure they were perfectly lined up to staple, the two men walk in.

“i know it’s like she doesn’t know when to shut-“

standing from being bent over, geto nods a little at you. they continued to talk while you finish off lining all the sheets up, securing them with the metal prongs. geto casually slips behind you, taking a seat at his chair. gojo opts for the couch, immediately manspreading despite his well put together appearance. you hear one of the men blow out a gust of air before they both chuckle.

“is there anything else you need from me, sir?” turning around, you can’t help but to notice the man’s gaze locked on your chest for a spilt moment in time. “sir?”

shaking his head, he just points to your desk.

“i need you to check emails for amelia and armando to ensure they sent the three thousand dollars worth of prints. after that, i need you to check in with mr. shelly on the ground level lobby to check if the security system company ever came out. after that call mark about setting up an appointment with a new author he found in kentucky-oh. mark p not mark q. after all that’s done, i don’t think i’ll need anything else.”

“jesus geto, do you want her to be able to work after today?” honestly you were just glad he said something.

“fine. fine. im starving. gojo, you hungry?” the white haired male nodded his head, rearing up from his position. “yn, you hungry?”

shrugging your shoulders, geto just laughed. pulling out his card, he politely hands it to you.

“um, i didn’t drive today.” you say a little nervous now. the man’s dark eyes staring deeply into yours. standing from his spot at the desk. he grabs his card, reaching in his bag for sunglasses.

“you’re coming with me.”

-

the blacked out car moved steadily down the road, the low hum of the radio the only sound filling the space between the two of you. you sat stiffly in the passenger seat, gaze fixed on the passing scenery outside the window. your fingers traced invisible patterns along the seam of your skirt.

geto’s hands rested confidently on the steering wheel, his movements smooth and deliberate. he was an effortless driver, the kind that made every turn and stop seem like second nature. his dark eyes stayed on the road, but you could feel his attention hovering, like a thread stretched taut between you.

no one spoke.

the air in the car felt heavier than back at the office. with each passing second. it wasn’t loud or overt—just an unspoken weight, sitting between, unaddressed but undeniable.

a faint sigh escaped your lips, more out of reflex than intent. you tensed, wondering if he’d caught it, but he didn’t react. of if he did, he hid it well.

the traffic light ahead shifted to red, and geto eased the car to a stop. he drummed his fingers lightly on the steering wheel, the rhythm almost too casual.

“you’re quiet today,” he said, his voice low and even, more observation than accusation.

you didn’t turn to look at him. “just tired.”

also the fact that this man scares the shit out of you?

he didn’t press further. the light turned green, and the car surged forward again, gliding back into silence. but tension lingered, thick and unyielding.

“i like your outfit today.” he speaks, eyes still concentrated on the road ahead. subconscious pulling at your skirt, he gently stops your hand, holding it in place on your thigh.

“you’re fine, ms. ln. i think the black looks nice on your skin.”

-

pulling into the small little shack of a store, eren begins to order while you watch around, making sure no one saw him. unfortunately realizing a couple of girls did in fact see him. they waste no time rushing into the store, star-stuck and eyes full of lust.

“you wrote my all time favorite books! i can’t believe you’re here!”

“oh my god i can’t wait to put this on my story! can i take i a picture with you?”

“is she your girlfriend? oh my gosh! we promise we wont tell!”

“how cute girls, give me just one minute to pay and then we can take a few photos okay?” he answers politely, trying to talk to the clerk. unmoved, the girls continue to shriek and push their phones towards the man, actively causing a scene for the onlookers wandering past.

“okay yall really need to move. this is ridiculous.”

you try to move the girls away from your boss while he pays as to avoid any potential accidents. while creating a barrier with your arms, one of the girls accidentally hits you with her phone. the sharp case decoration leaves a nice sized cut on the back of your hand to wrist. hissing you can’t help but rear your hand back to pop the girl in the face.

geto immediately pauses what he’s doing and yanks you behind him.

“touch her again and none of you will have jobs for the rest of your sorry little lives. see if you were being normal, you’d already have your picture. grow up.” he snatches the bag and takes you by the hand before rushing back to his jeep.

upon entering the vehicle, he immediately asses the damage. taking your hand back, you laugh.

“it’s only a cut, i’ll live.”

“what happened back there was completely unacceptable, im sorry-“

“mr. suguru, to be honest id much rather we just head back now.” you weren’t upset with him, just overwhelmed and unimpressed with his little fan club.

-

walking back past the tenth floor lobby, you and geto walk in to see gojo asleep. his head tucked between his tux coat and couch pillow. your boss shakes his head, placing the bag down on his desk. you return to yours, opening a small cabinet that held your first aid kit, and quickly bandage up the mark.

“im sorry that happened to you.” he says sincerely, pulling out three sandwiches. you just smile and gratefully take your food. geto tosses a canned drink at his friend, hitting him right in the groin. shooting up the white haired man grabs hold of his private area, yelping pain.

and that was the first time you had truly seen your boss laugh.

-

the living room was a cozy mess of wine glasses, half-empty snacks, and easy laughter. you leaned back on the couch, cheeks flushed from both the wine and the warm company of shoko and nobara.

“and the way he got on them.” you reminis, gesturing wildly with your glass, nearly spilling the wine.

“sounds like you’ve got a lot on your mind about him.” shoko teased, taking a sip of her drink with a sly smirk, red lipstick leaving a mark on the glass.

nobara laughed, tossing a handful of popcorn into her mouth.

“i don’t know, shoko. sounds less ‘infuriated’ and more…interested?”you groaned, sinking deeper into the couch.

“no, no, no. definitely not that. hes just—” your phone buzzed on the coffee table, cutting you off. glancing at the screen. the name geto lit up like a beacon.

your friends exchanged knowing looks.

“speak of the devil.” nobara muttered with a grin.

“don’t you dare ignore it,” shoko added.

With a reluctant sigh, you picked up the phone and answered, trying to sound sober.

“um, hello?”

“yn?” his voice came through the line, smooth and familiar, but with that unreadable edge that always kept you on your toes.

“are you free?”

your friends exchanged amused looks.

“uh… yeah, i guess. why?” you asked, trying to keep your voice steady.

“i wanted to check on tomorrow’s schedule-” he said simply, his tone neutral. “unless this is a bad time.”

you glanced at your empty glass and the two smirking women in front of you.

“not a bad time,” you said, the wine making your words a little looser than they should have been.

“you’re just interrupting my girls’ night. so, you know. rude.”

there was a pause, then the faintest chuckle.

“my apologies. i didn’t realize i was competing with such important company.”

maybe it was the wine, or maybe it was the lingering buzz from your chaotic day, but before you could stop yourself-

“careful, mr. suguru, flattery might actually work on me.”

the silence that followed was immediate and deafening.

shokos glass froze mid-air, and nobara nearly choked on a chip.

“what?” his voice was calm, but there was an unmistakable lilt of amusement.

your face went hot. “nothing! that was… the wine talking. forget i said anything.”

“i see,” he said, the smirk audible in his tone now. “enjoy your night, yn.”

“night!” you blurted, hanging up so fast you almost dropped the phone.

the room erupted.

“did you just flirt with him?” nobara howled, clutching her stomach. shoko raised her glass with a grin.

“that’s it. im officially never letting you live this down.”

you buried your face in your hands, groaning.

“i hate both of you.”

but even as they laughed, you couldn’t help replaying the sound of his voice—and the way your heart had skipped just a little too fast.

-

the office was buzzing with its usual morning energy—keyboards clacking, phones ringing, and interns darting around in a frenzy of misplaced enthusiasm. you stepped out of the elevator, coffee in hand, your head still slightly pounding from last night’s wine-fueled antics.

“morning , yn!” one of the interns chirped, practically bouncing in place as you walked by. you give a small polite smile, hoping to avoid any prolonged interaction.

jumping on the next free elevator, you fix your appearance before making it up to floor ten.

your desk was a welcome sight, an oasis of calm amidst the chaos. you set your coffee down, powered on your computer, and tried to focus on the day ahead. but it was no use; the events of last night kept playing on a loop in your head. the wine, the laughter, and, of course, that phone call.

“careful , mr. suguru, flattery might actually work on me.”

you groaned inwardly, cringing at the memory.

as if summoned by your thoughts, the door to geto’s office opened, and he stepped in, his presence commanding as always. he was already mid-conversation with gojo, who followed him out with his usual exuberant energy.

“ah, there she is!” gojo called out, his bright blue eyes zeroing in on you.

“yn, you survived the chaos yesterday. impressive!”

you offered a faint smile, already bracing yourself for whatever nonsense was about to come out of his mouth.

“good morning, gojo.”

“and suguru told me you were having a girls’ night last night.” he continued, leaning casually against the nearest desk.

“hope you weren’t talking about us too much. especially me—im shy, you know.”

you nearly choked on your coffee. geto, standing a step behind him, raised an eyebrow but said nothing. his gaze flicked to you, sharp and unreadable, and lingered just long enough to make your heart skip.

“don’t worry,” you said, forcing an even tone. “you didn’t come up nearly as much as you think you did.”

gojo laughed, clearly unfazed.

“ouch! well, suguru and i were just about to grab a meeting room. join us later if you’ve got time. we can debrief about yesterday.”

-

after giving all new interns their assignments, collecting over a thousand sheets of paper to turn into a writer, and setting up a meeting for geto, you’re finally able to meet up with the men.

making your way down the hall, you’re finally able to see two fulls head of hair. they sat in the large open room, going through power points and statistics. before continuing your journey down the hallway, your hands go down to smooth out your pleated black skirt, readjusting the red stockings underneath. the heels you wore today were your christian louboutin, ankle decorated with a small chained anklet.

gojo spots you standing in the walkway through the glass. his hand shoots up in excitement, motioning you over. geto turns around in his chair, legs spread open as he fiddled with his favorite pen.

slowly creeping the glass door open, music played softly in the background from the powerpoint. you slide into a chair at the opposite end of the table from them, sprawling out your side work for tomorrow, just to get ahead.

“i’d say your business will see twice the growth in the next months if you act quick and hire this girl!”

mr suguru just nods his head, eyes not leaving you.

“mr. ln.” he speaks up. “what’re you working on?”

“um, stats charts for last years book. the numbers are drastically different from this years best-seller.” your plump glossed lips pull into a small pout, looking at the numbers in actuality. geto can’t help but to imagine your perfectly polished smile wrapped around-

“gojo are we done here?” geto flips his watch up. “i have about ten minutes until i have an actual meeting to attend.” the two men bicker while you collect what you have and slide it to geto for his stamp of approval.

“you can just hold onto them until tomorrow.”

“some of it pertains to the meeting we have to go to. i reread the email and we missed something. got up early this morning to catch it.” you say nonchalantly, as if it was a normal occurrence.

when you actually just saved his ass.

“wow. you’re good ms. ln. thank you.”

-

you sat side by side with your boss, watching as other people presented their findings and works at different locations. your ink pen scribbled against the notes, highlighting imperfections and completely scratching out what you knew wouldn’t sell.

“im going to stop you right there.” you clear your throat, cutting off one of the girls speaking.

“i know you may think these wattpad stories are the best little slice of life books you’ve ever touched in your entire life. im here to say, on behalf on the man right here, we need something better.” geto watches firmly as you stand, the skirts hem riding up enough for him to see bits of your thigh tattoo. quickly sitting up straight, he acts as if he’s writing notes, but in his darkest mind, all he could think about was bending you over this desk to see how much shit you would talk then.

“we’re over the tweeny-bop, lucky charms, superficial, love stories. we need suspense. we need something the readers latch onto. something second book worthy. the way im seeing it now, none of you will make it out.” your finger tapped against the long rectangular table, hip propped up against it. acrylic creating a louder sound in the boxed room. the group of around eight people held their heads low, understanding that if you said it, geto meant it.

“our next meeting is going be be exactly a week from now. either you guys get me some great rough drafts, or you can happily look for another place to work. you’re dismissed.”

the rooms noise level raises as the men and women collect their sample chapters and belongings, scurrying out the meeting room.

“you’re so stern.” geto speaks up, his attention now locked onto one of the many chapters printed out, stamped, and distributed.

“learned from the best.” you say monotoned, collecting all your work. he walks behind you, stepping towards the door before offering-

“careful, ms. ln. flattery might actually work on me.”

-

finally around the end of the day, you sat at your desk, highlighting, scribbling, and even using white out to fix mistakes. gojo sat on your desk, legs swinging dramatically.

“why won’t you play with me?” he drags out the last word, fingers playing with all your desk utensils. swatting his hand away, you try to continue reading.

“because im not the one who invited you here for a week.” he sighs, standing from the spot on your desk, walked around mindlessly. hopefully he had finally given up. you were wrong. bombrushing you, he pulls your chair from under the desk, gaining enough leverage to lift you out of it.

“why are you so mean! i just want to be your friend, ynnn!” with your body in a cradle position, you try your hardest to get him off of you. loud giggles accidentally spilling from your lips as he inches his fingers into your side, right under your ribcage.

“so you do laugh!” he gasps, spinning you around once.

the large door to the room opens, exposing a very overworked and unhappy geto. tie dangled loosely off his neck, tux jacket thrown over his shoulders, and an old cup of coffee in his hand.

trying to get gojo to put you down, he doesn’t listen. rather, he walks you over to your boss who looks anything but pleased with you and your skirt that had officially rolled all the way up your thick legs, revealing a your white panties, decorated with a little pink bow and thin lace wrapping the hem.

“what’s this? hm?” gojo carefully sets you down on the floor, before you could fix yourself, geto’s hand shoots out, stopping you in the act.

“nothing! i was doing my work and your friend kept harassing me!” gojo scoffs in disbelief.

“hey you liked being held by me, don’t deny it.” gets eyes flick in-between the two of you. finally throwing all his stuff into the couch, his long slender finger points to you.

“over my desk.” eyes furrowing in confusion, you look at him a little longer.

“huh?”

“did i stutter? gojo, take off her skirt and bend her over my desk.” the white haired man wasted no time whispering in your ear.

“are you sure you’re okay with this?”

were you? youd be lying if you said you never thought about having sex with your boss. since you first became his assistant, he’s had you in a daze. lips always perfectly moisturized and stance always firm.

he was a man.

you shook your head yes.

as much as you wanted to be professional and to get everything done on time. you’d always wanted geto.

gojo on the other hand? secret bonus.

the man carefully unzips your skirt, tossing it to the other side of the room before backing you up, the small of your back hitting his friends desk. geto watches as you and gojo stare at each other in the eyes. his palms of his hands rub down the sides of your upper body, caressing the underpart of your boobs and ribs.

“can i take off your shirt?” he asks politely, nodding eagerly, you try to help him. only to be stopped by a well decorated hand. geto stands to your left, pinning your stray hairs behind your ear. the black shirt you once wore was no longer in your sight.

your white lace bra didn’t hide the fact that your nipples were rock hard , poking against the fabric, begging for attention. with a small whine, you bite down on your index finger.

gojo begins to remove his clothing while geto stood over you, his eyes full of hunger. lips attacking your exposed skin, leaving small red love bites.

“take her stockings off.” gojo says, only to be ignored by geto who was lifting you off the desk, walking you over to the large couch. he places you into a straddle on his lap, much larger hands feeling your freshly waxed legs. his lips connect with yours and you feel like a fire was started.

the way his tongue lusted after yours, you couldn’t breathe. his large arms held you securely on top of him, no chance of escaping. you couldn’t help but to try to fight for dominance, only to quickly lose with your boss placing a strong hand around your waist.

gojo takes a seat beside the two of you, geto making you lean over to kiss him. the string of three different salivas mix, hungrily dangling in between you and gojo. feeling your bosses hands yank down your bra, lips attaching to your swollen nipples, other hand gently massaging the nub. gasping into the kiss with gojo, he takes your hand, moving it to his boxers. your hands trace over his length to see what he was working with.

only to be shocked by the size of the man. geto’s hand shift from your body to unbuckling his trousers. gojo pulls away from the kiss, standing beside the couch.

“where you goin-“ breathe caught in your throat, geto flips you onto your back, eyes staring up at you hungrily.

“suck his dick baby, don’t worry about me.” the white haired man’s cock springs out of the black restraining boxers, bouncing a little because of the offices cooler temperature. your smaller hands wrap around his length, thumb collecting the precum that glistened from the tip.

he scoots closer. puckering your lips, you place a few teasing kisses on his tip, using your tongue to spell his name faintly. the man gasps, holding his shirt to his chest, wanting full, undisturbed view of you.

“that’s my girl.” geto says, he doesn’t even bother to pull your stockings down, opting to rip a hole through them instead. the loud unexpected sound caused you to jerk, getting pinned down by the hips.

he dips his head down, placing small, full lipped kisses to your burning clothed cunt. pulling them to the side, his lips waste no time attaching to your needing clit, using his tongue to gently travel the nub then slowly slipping into your hole.

gojo hands reach out to play with your perky nipples while you bobbed your head on his dick, moaning at all the sensation your body was being put through.

“im gonna cum sir-“

“already baby? we just got started.” gojo laughs, his hands creating a stronger grip on you.

getos tongue swirled inside your hole, using his thumb to gently rub your clit, eyes closed in bliss. his hands wrap around your thoughts face fully buried in you. pulling gojo out of your mouth you whine.

“please. please fuck me, sir.” you didn’t have to say that shit twice before the man’s climbing to position his larger member to your core.

“hold her legs.” placing his hands on you, he pushes until your knees are pressed against your ears. he sinks into you at an agonizingly slow pace, every inch filling you. your nails dig into gojos arm, mouth beginning to salivate at the slow strokes.

“taking this shit so good, fuck baby.” the wet sounds combined with skin slapping against each other was enough to bring you close to the edge. with your bosses dark eyes digging into your soul, he’s starts to pick up his pace, fucking your deep into the couch.

“flip her over”. gojo says, pulling off his boxers completely. with a few final thrusts, geto pulls out, his member jumping from the sudden loss of stimulation. you’re placed on your knees and hands, geto moves in front of you, back pressing against one arm of the couch while gojo positioned himself behind you.

“you’re doing so good for us. isn’t she satoru?” the man behind gives a hum of approval while using his tip to collect all the slick, hands on the small of your back, he presses down. the first stroke put you into a haze. geto watches your face contort in pleasure, dick growing hard at the sight again. using whatever ounce of sense you have left, you rear forward, taking him fully into your mouth, wasting no time taking him all the way down your throat.

“mouth so fucking good baby, god damn.”

the man behind you pounding so deep you can feel his tip dancing against your cervix.

“fuck im gonna cum- just just like like mm.” you warn, mouth dripping with saliva and precum, babbling in your state of euphoria. hands still pumping the other man, he grabs hold of your wrists, guiding you faster. the man behind you labored breathing filled the room, hands tight around your waist. the burning in your core finally releasing, causing a mess everywhere.

“imma fucking cum, oh shit.” he pulls out of you, spurting out his seed all over the couch, you fall on your stomach. getos eyes rolled to the back of his head, releasing long thick strings of cum down his chest.

-

after finally leaving the building, you had to be carried out bridal style by geto. gojo had gone back to his hotel, having to leave the next morning.

you and geto end up back at your apartment, standing outside as you took forever trying to grab the right key. the man stood firmly behind you, holding your heels patiently.

let’s just say it didn’t take long for him to be bending you over every surface of your home, ravaging you like a wild feral animal.

“wanna try the balcony next?”

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[callmenano]

My pretty babygirl with a disorder

[ahresprite]

“They are best friends, and it's a lot more than just a title.

It's his happiness.”

cmms to sopehell on twt, for their amazing fic, please give it a try !

[kamitv]

Suguru walking in on you pleasing yourself would probably go something like…

“Well, shit. Didn’t know I had such a slut for a wife,” He’d comment mere seconds after walking in on you.

You’d be laying on your stomach, back arched, knees bent, legs spread, and a hand in between your legs as you fuck a rather lengthy dildo into your sloppy cunt. Your husband, who you weren’t expecting to be home so soon, seems anything but surprised to catch you like this.

If anything, Geto barely tilts his head as he approaches the bed and then cracks a smirk, “Look at this pussy… fuuck, she’s drippin’ all over the place. All because of some stupid toy?” As he makes his comments, he’s unbuckling his belt and tossing it to the side.

“Suguu… S’not ‘cause of the toy,” You huff out with a pout, shamelessly staring at your husband as you continue pleasing yourself. “I missed you.”

“Yeah? Y’Missed me baby?” He’d tease, not even bothering to take his shirt off as he can’t help but reach forward and swat your hand away from the toy stuffed inches inside your cunt. He’d purposefully drag the item out of you, listening to that filthy squelch before brining it to his mouth and licking your taste off. “Mmh. Couldn’t even wait f’me, huh? Were you missin’ me or my cock, princess?”

You let out a heavy sigh and wiggle your hips back a bit, begging for him to give you something-, anything, “Both Suguru.”

“Needy ass girl,” He’d scoff in response.

He’s actually rather kind when he catches you pleasing yourself. Which is how and why you ended up with his cock inside you not too long after he’s come home.

Geto doesn’t really like knowing you were getting off without him but at the same time, something about coming home to you whining his name as you imagined he was fucking you instead of some toy kinda turned him on. He wondered how often you did this kinda thing.

And so he decides to ask you while he’s stuffing your cunt full of his thick cock, “You fantasize about me often, baby?” He hushes out to you, staring so deep into your eyes that it makes you feel embarrassed all over. His tone is so soft and loving with you too that it just makes you shudder beneath him as if he’s not fucking you at such a merciless pace right mow.

All you can do is nod as your jaw hangs open, “Uhuh… mmgh, I-, hah, think about you a-ah, all the t-time, Sugu.” Your words come out in between moans but that only fuels his arousal.

The way his lips curve into that knowing little smirk has your nails scraping against his back before he lets out a low hiss. “Fuck. You imagine my cock’s inside you when m’not even here?” Geto asks rhetorically before shifting his hips and hitting that one mushy spot inside you, “You replay our moments together, huh? Maybe we should record it one time so you have somethin’ better to get off to.”

Your legs squeeze around his waist and he notices your back arching up off of the bed. Geto thrusts in harder and faster, eager to watch your face twist up the same way it was moments ago before he’d caught you— he’d never let you feel that euphoric sensation more with some toy instead of his cock. Not that he’s jealous, of course…

“S-Sugu,” You choke out with how rough his hips grow against yours.

His head tips down into the crook of your neck and you can feel his fat cockhead knocking deeper and deeper into your sopping walls as his strokes become more calculated-, passionate almost. “Mhm, I know baby, I know,” He coos against your skin, his breath hot and tone almost hoarse, “M’right here,” God, his gentleness was a complete contrast to those mean hips of his.

Even the way his hands traced along your arms in search of your hand to grab had you so utterly weak.

“Y’missed this right?” Geto whispers hotly as he shifts his lips up to the crown of your ear, “Missed how I treat this pussy, huh?”

Your neck arches as you toss your head back and you feel his fingers squeeze onto one of your hands whilst he presses it down into the mattress. Moaning quiet little babbles in agreement to his soft-spoken yet lewd words, your cunt gushes around his aching cock, almost invitingly encouraging him to continue talking like that.

And who is he to ignore such encouragement? Pressing against your ear again, he starts fucking you a little slower but noticeably harder, “Agh… Missed you too, pretty girl. Hah, missed how she,” He emphasizes that word with a heavier thrust, “Takes me so fuckin’ well-, shit.”

Then he moans into your ear and you think you cum at the sound alone. So clear and provocative, echoing in your ear and making your mind go blissfully blank. “Ha-ah… ngh, Suguru, I… mmh..” You moan as his cock splits you open so deliciously.

Hell, that’s all you could do. Geto weighs his body down against you, pinning you to the mattress completely as he drags his cock almost all the way out of your twitching pussy just to give you a seconds rest. Not that it really helped as he slipped his dick right back into you, his jaw dropping and a filthy moan leaving his wet lips at the way your cunt feels so utterly soaked and warm wrapped around his cock.

Geto swears he could fuck you like this for hours and hours and hours but he’s too eager to see other things.

“Gonna have t’show me how you fuck yourself one of these days, love.” He huffs out breathlessly between thrusts.

You quickly start shaking your head at that—lost between reaching your high and processing his words, “N-No…”

“No? Oh c’mon,” He puts on this pout to mock you, “You don’t wanna show me? We’re married… I’ve shown you how I touch myself when you’re not around, why can’t you do the same, hm?”

“S’embarrassing…” You mumble with your lower lip poking out so deliciously that it makes your husband smirk.

“Aw, it’s embarrassing?” He teases, “Baby, I like it when you’re embarrassed. Plus, you looked so fuckin’ cute tryin’ to fuck yourself without me. Could’ barely take that piece of plastic ‘nd it’s smaller than my cock.”

“Sugu-“

“M’just sayin’…” He shrugs, “I want you to put on a lil’ show f’me. You can do that can’t you?” You’re shaking your head all over again and he frowns, “No? But baby,” His body presses down against you as if to emphasize his words and you could feel his tip pressing into your sweet spot, “C’mon, don’t make me beg for it.”

“I-I…” You’re left stuttering and moaning as your eyes travel to the back of your skull, “Ah, Suguru-, mgh…”

“Or would you rather me demand it, huh? Should I tell you you’re gonna show me what you were doin’ with that toy before I got here?” Geto pants into your ear, his lips brushing against your warm skin as you nod frantically in response. “Yeahhh? Alright then, gimme one more ‘nd then you’ll put on a lil’ show for me, ‘kay?”

[oreoluvskento]

until I'm swollen, until im crying, until i cant walk, until im numb, until my throat hurts, until my cheeks are red, until the neighbours know his name, until my leg is useless, until my eyes are rolled back and it stays there, until my whole body shakes, until my bones disconnect, until i pass out, until all my holes are filled, until i can't breathe, until it gets longer than before, until i remember the length of it, until the the end of time, until it reaches my stomach, until hes grunting and growling, until the whole world hears, until he's out of juice, we aren't ever stopping, the bed could break, the floor could cave in, and there could be a killer natural disaster outside but we aren't stopping, until invent a new position, umtil im trembling underneath, until i forgot how to talk, I'll ride him until i can't breathe, until the room stinks, until the blood in my body turns white like his juice, until my legs are shaking, until i can't feel my legs, you can top me.

[gojosprettyprincess]

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Fucking his cock up into you

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This is def his favorite position to fuck you

Eating your cunt while looking up at you

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Rubbing and fingering your pussy

Bouncing on his cock in his car

Pounding you while standing up then filling you up

Fucking you from behind then cumming inside your mouth

Ryomen Sukuna

Fucking the shit out of you from behind

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Pounding your ass and stretching it

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