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dejwrld · 8 months

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— takuma ino misses your adorable little face and your even more adorable moans while he's away for a mission.

( cw ) ⸻ female anatomy describe, her/she pronouns, black coded reader, mutual masturbation, orgasm denial, overstimulation, phone sex, feminine pet names, mentions of cum, mentions of spit, spit usage, told in third pov cause it's through ino's eyes, established relationship (reader and ino are dating), ino hive we up and running, reader is a college student, ino is away for a mission, wc: 2.1k, minors dni ! repost from old account!

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀dedicated to the hottest ino simp ever @honeybleed

THE MOONLIGHT SHINED THROUGH THE CREAM-COLORED HOTEL CURTAINS. The sound of the hotel room's air conditioner hummed alongside the nude-colored walls as the only form of light that illuminated the room was from Ino's cell phone. His black shaded hair fell into his face while texting on his cellphone. He immediately updated Kiyotaka Ijichi on the mission, admitting that he'll return to Tokyo tomorrow noon. He couldn't wait to return home.

Specifically, he couldn't wait to go home to his girlfriend who loved complaining about him coming to her home bruised and battered after an eventful mission of fighting curses. His brown-colored eyes traveled the miniature alarm clock on the hotel's nightstand before going back to his phone. "She's probably sleeping," He uttered to himself.

But that didn't stop him from sending the notorious text that always leads to something devious.

You Up?

When he heard the familiar sound of his message going through, he waited to see if she would read it. Which she did immediately. He felt his lips curl into a smile seeing the text bubbles pop up indicating that she was typing. Similar to a dog getting a big fat treat, Ino's face lit up seeing her text message. He hated to admit that the young woman made him go weak on the knees on some days. He hated to admit just how love-sick he was when his stomach would form the most hideous knots thinking about her when he was out putting his life on the line. The bone-chilling feeling of possibly not making it back to her always was a thought Ino was forced to push out of his head countless times. Even when he had gotten a small cut or bruise, he still hated the look of worry that decorated her face when she saw him.

His thoughts were briefly interrupted by the ringing of his phone. Her contact photo of her smiling right back at Ino flashed on the screen. He assumed that she must have missed him just as much as he missed her. When he let the pad of his thumb press the green-colored accept button on his phone screen, his face lit up in the darkness seeing that beautiful smile on her face. Even though her lights were dimmed a bit in her room, he still could see that smile that made him fall for her.

"What are you still doing up so late?" Don't you have class in the morning?" Ino jokingly questioned, his eyebrows knitted together in a playful look of confusion.

"My class isn't until noon, so I'll be okay. I just wanted to make sure my boyfriend is okay since he's out slaying curses and whatnot," She sighed.

"Y/N, I'm good. I'll be back in Tokyo before your noon class ends. Unless..." His voice trails off and Y/N finishes his sentence.

"You're assigned another mission, I understand." Y/N sighed again as Ino watched her sink even further into the pink-colored stuffed animal he won her on their second date. "I just miss you so much." Her voice alludes to a cute whine that causes Ino to smile a little.

"I miss you so much too."

"How much? She questioned. Her eyebrows furrowed together as she waited for an answer to her question.

Ino found himself leaning over to turn on the lap that was on the nightstand so she could get a better look at him other than his ominous shadow in the darkness. He watched as her face lit up now being able to look at his face. From the way, his dark-colored hair fell to partially cover the scar that decorated his forehead to the way that you could clearly tell he was exhausted but was fighting his sleep just to see his pretty girl face.

"I don't want to keep you up. You look so tired," Y/N pointed out.

Once the word tired tumbled off her tongue with worry, Ino let out a yawn. His hands went up to rub at his eyes before speaking, "I'm good. I'm not hanging up until you tell me to."

"Good because I have been thinking about you a lot, if you get the drift," Y/N says.

Ino's eyebrows raised in curiosity. He let his tongue glide across his lips before his mind went to catch Y/N's drift. His cheeks instantly stained a crimson color as he gave his girlfriend a foolish grin. A grin she's seen one too many times. A grin that causes her to playfully push him away when his callous curse-fighting hands would grope at her ass when they're out in public. The same grin he gave her before waltzing his way into the mall dressing room with her.

"You have an early morning probably, I don't want to keep you up," Y/N huffed as Ino noticed that she was leaning against the headboard of her bed now.

"I told you, I'm good," Ino uttered as he looked at her. His eyes darted from her face to her hardened nipples that poked out of the thin white-colored tank top she wore back to her face. "What do you have in mind?" He questioned.

"You know what I have in mind Ino." She whines. She slides down her headboard in a dramatic manner before speaking once again, "I was going to send you some pictures, but I'm needy. I miss your touch and your dick."

Ino chuckled at her statement. His fingers comb through his dark-shaded locks before looking at the hotel nightstand clock. He was sure this would help him fall asleep faster, plus he did miss the sound of soft moans in his ear. "Fuck it." He uttered as he sat up in his bed.

He mimicked the way Y/N was, placing his back on the headboard. "Let's do it," He says gaining the cutest giggle from Y/N.

"Okay, but I went to a store with one of my friends and brought something."

Ino's eyebrows raised at her words. Although he knew what his girlfriend was alluding to—he still couldn't wait to see what she would bring to the steamy FaceTime call. During her absence, Ino's tugging down the pajama pants he wore. The alluring thought of having phone sex already caused his dick to twitch in anticipation. As he held his iPhone, his hand traced alongside his toned abs before palming himself through the fabric of his boxers.

"You're ready Ino?" Y/N questioned. "I'm going to call you off my MacBook, 'kay?"

"Yes," Ino could hear the phone hang up before he could see her calling back. He answered the call with quickness and his eyes lit up like a kid in a candy store when he saw the view.

The only view of his girlfriend's cute pink-colored panties that covered her pussy he's been balls deep in too many times. If Ino look closer, he could see the faint dampness in between her legs that imprinted her panties. He saw the vibrating wand that was a similar color to her panties and chuckled. "Could you hear me okay?" He asked.

"Mhmm," Y/N answered before she tugged off the tank top she was wearing revealing her bare chest.

At that moment, Ino was kicking the thin sheets that covered his lower half. His body instantly grew hot at the sight of his girlfriend. His cock aching to be touched and he wished it was her touching him. His teeth grazed at his lower lip before he spoke once again, "Go ahead and give me a show pretty girl."

He heard her chuckle. "And how do you want me to give you a show, Ino?" She asked.

His eyes looked at the pastel pink wand in her hand on the phone and she could only playfully roll her eyes. However, the curious glint in Ino's eyes caused her panties to be soaked.

The next minutes consisted of Y/N's placing the wand against her bare folds. Her legs quivered feeling the vibration in between her thighs and Ino felt like he was on a cloud despite being miles away from her. He was so enthusiastic to please himself, but first, he had to make sure Y/N felt the same way. He needed her to feel as hot as he was in the hotel room.

"How you're feeling baby?" He asked as he watched her move the wand in a circular motion.

"Much better if you were here," Y/N says through subtle moans.

Ino could see her hands shaking just a bit due to the intoxicating feeling that was placed on her clit. "Just imagine, I am there." He says.

Y/N has never heard Ino's voice leak with so much sex appeal. Perhaps it was the heat of the moment. She let her body relax in her queen-sized bed and her eyes shifted closer. Her grasp on the wand seem to grow tighter as Ino's voice echoed out of her laptop speakers. If she thought hard enough, she could imagine that it was Ino holding the vibrating toy against her clit.

"Just me in between your thighs eating you out just the way you like it," Ino said. "You always tend to run away from me when I'm down there, but I always pull you right back to my face. Or the fact that you always tug at my hair when you're about to cum, thinkin' I don't want you to cum all over fuckin' face."

"Fuck." Y/N breathed out while she could feel her orgasm coming bit by bit.

Ino would sneer at the sight he was seeing and instantly flipped his camera so that Y/N could see the lower half of his body. His hands now tugging down his boxers freeing himself from the growingly tight space. His cock slapped at his stomach and oozed with precum from the thought of his pretty girlfriend. He brought his hand that wasn't holding his phone up to his mouth. Pooling all the saliva he could and spitting it in his hand. His free hand palmed his cock starting from his pink mushroom-shaped tip to his girthy shaft.

Y/N's mind seemed to be doing mental backflips at the sight of Ino's cock. The woman has seen many men dicks in previous relationships, but nothing could beat Ino's. A very persistent grower when it was time to please her. He kept it trimmed and neat, but not exactly clean-shaven. Gosh, she couldn't forget it seemingly having a curve to the left.

"Fuck—Y/N. I missed you so much," Ino moaned out as he was letting his hand guide up and down his cock. He was trying so hard to attempt to mimic the exact type of grip Y/N would have if she was giving him a handjob.

Y/N gasped out Ino's name repeatedly as if it were a scripture. Her mind felt like a bottle of shaken-up soda. Her body was getting dragged closer and closer to the edge. The two of them have shared countless times like this before due to Ino's sorcerer's work, but tonight was a bit different. The pornographic sound of Ino beating his dick and the sound of Y/N's moans was enough for Ino to gain a noise complaint from whoever occupied the hotel room next to him, but he could care less. He needed to watch his girl cum.

"Fuck." Ino uttered as his hand guided up and down the shaft of his cock. "I'm going to cum, let's cum together baby girl."

Y/N couldn't even focus with the way her toes were curling in anticipation to cum another time. Her moans that called out Ino's name as the pastel pink wand was pressed against her clit, "Okay." She moaned out.

In a matter of seconds, Ino was a grunting mess as he could feel his body heat up. The sheer thought of imagining Y/N's hands around his cock caused the sorcerer to go feral. When he felt the thick ropes of cum splatter out, his head fell back in complete bliss. His breathy grunts bounced off the walls as he glanced down at the mess he made. His face drained of its color and the only noticeable color that stained his face was the shade of red from the desirable pleasure he formally was experiencing.

The couple came down from the small moment of being on cloud nine due to them cumming together and the only thing that was heard between the two were the breathless pants.

"When you come back, just come to my place." Y/N would say.

Ino would get out of bed, instantly going to the bathroom to shower (again). He could hear Y/N shuffling around her room, most likely doing the same thing he was about to do. "What about class?"

"I can always get a doctor's note and I would rather you be the one to make me cum and not a vibrator." these were the last words Ino heard from Y/N before he heard the sound indicating that the FaceTime call ended.

"Gosh, I fuckin' love her," Ino uttered to himself.

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ilythecolorpink · 8 months

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The Drinking Game (Ino Takuma x fem reader)

You and your best friend Ino Takuma decide to go drinking and while you both drink more, Ino slips up when he confesses a little too much.

You were brushing your hair in front of your mirror on a Saturday night. Your body yearns to sink into your cozy sheets and drift off to sleep. A ringing from your phone snaps you out of your thoughts as you walk over by your nightstand to see that the caller is none other than Ino Takuma.

Sighing in annoyance, you pick up the phone and ask, "Ino, do you know what time it is?" "Yep, it's 9 o'clock, why do you ask?," he says on the other end of the line. You give up and respond, "Never mind, so what did you want?" to the question. He says, "I was thinking that we should go out drinking?" "Seriously?" you ask as you lay your hand across your forehead. He exclaims with a smile, "Yeah, why not? Trust me, it will be fun." You sigh and mutter, "Oh what the hell, where are we going?" as you finally give in. He responds, "Atta girl, I'll meet you at your place and we can walk there together."

As soon as you're dressed and wearing your freshly designed dress. You move in the direction of the door when you hear a knock. When you open it, Ino is there wearing his typical black sweatshirt, black pants, and a beanie-style cap with his brown hair peeking out. "Wow Y/N, you look... beautiful" he adds with an expression of astonishment as he looks up and down at you and has a slight blush on his cheeks. His redness causes you to feel a flutter in your chest, so you approach him, place a gentle palm on his forehead, and innocently inquire, "Are you okay? You're all red." He timidly says, "Oh what me? I'm totally fine," and then steps back. He cuts himself off as he says "Come on let's just go." Your hands are entwined as you follow him.

You finally make it to the bar after some time has passed; Ino opens the door for you, and you enter to hear the loud music. Together, you two find a booth where you can sit next to each other. You turn to him and say, "Let's order the drinks, shall we?" "Now you're speaking my language, what did you have in mind?" he remarks while flashing a wide smile. As you respond, "I was thinking of having a few shots and you?" you give a small smile. "I'll get the same as you", he declares as he sits back in the seat and spreads his legs out in front of him. "I'll take 4 shots of sake, please," you remark as Ino gets up from his seat to take your order. He quickly replies, "You got it, mama," with a surprised expression on his face.

He returns after getting our drinks and sits down. He hands you your shots and says, "Here you go, my lady," and you thank him in appreciation. He asks the preposition "Let's play a game?" You raise one eyebrow as you inquire, "What kind of game?" "Let's play truth or drink," he adds, putting his arm around your shoulder. "Deal but know that I won't go easy on you", you shrug as you smirk and hold your glass in your hand. He replies with a chuckle and adds, "I'm counting on it." "Okay Y/N, out of all the teachers, who is the hottest?” he says as he poses the first question. Then you smirk and reply, "My my if I had to say, probably Nanami." His exaggerated gasp is followed by the words, "HIM? You can't be serious, but wait, you have to tell me why.” He notices your amused expression as you take the shot and says annoyingly, "HEY, that's not fair." You tease, "Remember, you can only ask one question."

Your faces begin to flush as you both continue to drink more. You respond by asking, "Ok, answer me this, who do you have a crush on?" You're not sure if the man's face is getting redder because of the question or the drink. The thought "Come on brain think what would Nanami do?" kept circling in his head. He pauses for a moment before saying, "I can't say it." He gets a teasing response from you, "Oh don't be shy now." He says "You" while covering his mouth with his hand. "I can't hear you if you do that", you said as you grabbed his hand and put it on his chest to fill the gap between you two because his hand was muffling the sound. He looks down and then away from you before he says, "It's you." You hold him by the collar of his sweatshirt while your faces are only a few inches apart, whispering seductively, "Tell me, what are you going to do now hm?" He tries to maintain eye contact while he hesitantly says, "I want to." Then, as he becomes more nervous, you say "I won't do anything if you don't use your words, darling." Then he says "Please kiss me." He moans a little into your kiss as you hold his hair to keep him close and you taste the alcohol on his soft lips.

A/N: I hope y'all liked this. I want him and Nanami ong, I love you all.

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selfishdoll · 8 months

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NOW PLAYING…. GIRLS DEM SUGAR

It's been awhile since I'm admiring yuh tenderness

PIERCING HCS w/ JJK MEN.

ft. kashimo hajime, gojo satoru, takuma ino, nanami kento, & choso.

cw. sexual/suggestive themes, ooc characters, piercings (?).

got this idea randomly. half of these piercings i want for myself. unedited, please excuse typos & grammar mistakes.

KASHIMO HAJIME. ★ back dermals

the day you brought up the piercing to him and showed him a picture, he was confused. he didn’t see the point, and thought it was a little odd just having two random pieces of metal on either side of your lower back.. but boy was he wrong.

the pretty silver of the piercing rested upon your soft mocha skin perfectly, filling those cute little venus dimples he just loved. his eyes were always on your ass in general, but these piercings just amplified it.

and don’t get him started on the back shots. you just look too good all arched, ass poked out with those shiny fucking piercings all in his face. he loves it.

oh.. you’re even prettier from behind, sweetheart.

kissing between the piercings at times, tugging down the waistband of your pants to see them, he’s obsessed and is a little irritated you didn’t get them earlier.

GOJO SATORU. ★ vertical clit hood

you’ve wanted the piercing for a while, long before you even started dating gojo— but never got around to it. however, one faithful day you decide to just say screw it, and get the piercing. your refrained from telling your lover since you wanted to surprise him.

as pretty as it was, you would definitely not get it again.

anyhow, you went home that day, all smiles though still a little sore. walking into your home, you spotted gojo seated, minding his business. you walked over, his eyes glancing up at you and your goofy smile.

one he mirrored. what’s got you so excited?

i have something to show you. you would reply, cheeks nearly hurting from how much you were smiling. gojo watched with interest as your placed your things down, settling on the ottoman infront of him and slowly, pulling your pants down. he sat up, now completely interested.

you hooked your fingers on your panties, slowly pulling them down and opening your legs. his eyes widened, leaning over and pressing a hand on your thigh.

is that real?

yep! you quickly swatted his hand before he could touch it, glaring at him as you quickly shut your legs. much to his dismay.

before you can touch me there, we have to wait eight weeks.

you nearly laughed at the distraught expression on his face, ignoring his soft buts and what ifs. most healed enough for sex around the fourth week, but given how rough satoru could be— you opted for eight.

which was hell for the white haired male. dramatically counting down the days, walking out when you changed, the whole nine yards. the amount of patience or rather restraint he had was amazing. especially since you hardly made it easier for him.

the moment the eight mark his hands and mouth are all over, caring less for the metallic taste when he’s eating you out.

and when he finally gets to fuck you? he tried to be gentle, really he did— but with him angling his hips right and your piercing is rubbing against him so nicely, well; that gentleness goes through the window.

So fucking pretty.. you should have gotten this sooner, [Name].

TAKUMA INO ★ tongue piercing

you talked to ino about your interest in piercings, specifically getting one in your tongue. the pain was the only thing holding you back to which the man assured you you’d be fine, you’re tough, you got this.

so he tagged to your appointment when it came up, holding your hand as you sat waiting for the piercer. it was kind of cute to him, watching your eyes dart back in forth anxiously.

relax [name], i’m sure it’ll be quick.

you would only suck in a small breath, forcing a smile at your lover before glancing over at the person piercing you.

like ino said it was quite quick, painful— but quick. after you were done, you took multiple looks in the mirror, flicking your tongue about in different angles to take in the piercing. you loved it, and ino.. realized he did too. far more then he should have.

throughout the healing period of four weeks his eyes would travel to your tongue piercing each time you spoke to him, a certain heat resting underneath his skin. his thoughts quickly delved from him simply liking the piercing to wanting it on him, around him, touching him. he just.. wondered how it felt.

you weren’t an idiot to his thoughts at all. purposely eating far too sensually then you should have, glancing up at him through your eyelashes with the sweetest, most innocent smile.

you finally decided to end his torture when the healing period was up, offering to complete his fantasies.

i bet you were wondering what it felt like this whole time..

what? no, no i wasn’t. ino tries to deny it, but the deep blush on his face and the way his legs were opening so naturally, well— you knew otherwise.

the moment your tongue was on him, his eyes were pinched close, large hands resting on your hand. the warmth of your tongue and the cold of your piercing was just enough, him coming in minutes.

i’m.. gonna get a piercing for you. is what he declared after such a mind blowing experience.

NANAMI KENTO ★ ashley piercing

any piercings or tattoos you had nanami wouldn’t mind, he would love them regardless. they’re a part of you and well, he loves every single part of you.

so when you wanted the ashley piercing he was all for it, declaring it’d look nice on your pretty lips. well, anything did anyway.

it didn’t take long to heal, nanami smiling at how you counted down each day, just waiting to kiss him.

and when the sixteenth day was up, your lips were planted against him. nanami of course returned your sweet kiss, though, it did feel quite different from before. similar to ino the silver barbell created a nice balance between warm and cold, brushing against his lips lightly.

it felt, nice. far nicer then he wanted to admit. but he didn’t have to, since the moment you pulled away the man is chasing after you, planting his lips firmly back onto you— as if angry you left in the first place.

and don’t get him started on your kiss down his body, it’s.. too much. his skin is growing hot the moment you kiss at his collarbone, smoldering when you reach his v-line.

nanami has to admit this is his favorite piercing yet.

KAMO CHOSO ★ nipple piercings

first & foremost, i think choso is a breasts kind of guy. likes the way they fill his hands, likes sucking on them, and likes laying on them. now with that outta of the way— when you told him ( and showed him ) you wanted nipple piercings, he was a little skeptical. one, the thought of you infront of someone bare like that made him a bit nervous and two, after researching he’s heard horror stories of such piercings. choso quickly became worried for you and while he refused to talk you out of it, he did ask if you were sure.

when you didn’t budge, choso supported you, deciding to be right there at the appointment to hold your hand. he didn’t worry about the piercer, nor you; he trusted you fully.

choso was a little discouraged when he realized he couldn’t suck or play with your breasts for a while, but knowing he could possibly hurt you made such dismay fade quickly. your comfort was more important than his fixation.

when you were finally comfortable enough, the man was continuing his usual antics; grabbing your breasts, sucking and playing with your nipples. the metallic taste took some getting used to, but that didn’t matter the moment he realized how sensitive you were now. how you twitched, gasped, and moaned but just a swipe of his tongue across your pretty nipples.

it excited choso greatly, now spending moments between sessions sucking at your breasts, being the only man to ever make you come from them alone. and having you ride him, face buried in your chest, sucking both at the same time? well, choso was in pure bliss.

so despite the waiting time taking much longer then choso would have wished, it was definitely worth it in the end

#mani writes ━━ ★#mechahrt #mdni #hajime kashimo #hajime kashimo x black!reader #hajime kashimo x reader #jjk x black reader #jjk smut #jjk x fem!reader #black!reader #smut #jjk nanami #nanami x reader #choso x female reader #takuma ino x black!reader

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koishiro · 2 months

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CAN U DO TAKUMA INO MOOD BOARD FLEASE ILY

Dating Takuma Ino <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : I tried rlly hard but why is there nothing for Ino anywhere?! my man needs more appreciation 😭

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brittscafe · 5 months

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Takuma Ino Headcanons

Synopsis: Takuma Ino SFW and NSFW headcanons. Takuma Ino x fem! reader.

SFW:

Takuma is the sweetest, most respectful boyfriend ever.

When you first started your relationship, he never did or really bought up anything sexual.

He always asks you if you're okay with doing stuff or if you're comfortable.

Listens when you say no and respects your boundaries.

He always reassures you and never goes a day without complimenting you.

Whenever you're walking in public, he always has his arm draped over your shoulder.

You always steal his black long sleeved shirts and sometimes Takuma will find you asleep in them.

Takes thousands of pictures of you, practically has a whole photoshoot when you're asleep.

Adores it when you run your fingers through his hair and cup his face.

Takuma loves physical affection, but he really craves validation and words of affirmation.

He likes it when you tell him how much you like him and how strong and good he is.

"Your smile is so cute, Ino," you comment, thumbs grazing over his cheeks.

Takuma's eyes widen at first and then he relishes in the compliment, hiding his face in the crook of your neck.

He can't really hold eye contact with you because you make him nervous.

You like to stare at Ino because you find him so attractive and you like him so much.

Ino can hold eye contact with you for about 10 seconds before he looks away and buries his face in the palm of his hands.

It's so funny to tease Takuma because of the way he easily gets embarrassed.

He loves being the little spoon.

Ino just adores and cherishes when you baby him and shower him in love.

If you wrap your arms around Ino, slipping your hands underneath his shirt and rubbing his back, skin to skin; he'll easily fall asleep.

Fingers gliding through his soft, brown hair and soft, lingering touches.

Takuma likes to show his emotions to you because it shows that he cares.

He's vulnerable around you and is comfortable enough to cry in your arms.

Calls you cutie, sweetie, and honey.

He's not great at making the first moves, so you usually have to make the first one.

Ino grows super comfortable with you and he hates making you upset.

He would never do anything on purpose to make you upset because he values communication over anything, so you always tell him when he does make you upset.

Ino always replies the exact way you want him to and always reassures you.

Always apologizes and makes sure you know how much you mean to him.

NSFW:

I don't make the rules, but Takuma is a pussy eater, okay? Like that's his job.

His head will stay in between your thighs for hours, lapping, sucking, and eating your pussy.

His cheeks will be burning red and he'll be panting heavily, not even taking time to breathe.

Takuma is definitely a whimperer.

He'll whimper when you tug on his hair when he's eating you out, when your lips are wrapped around his hard cock sucking on it, thrusting in and out of you when you clench around his cock, or when he's about to cum.

When he's about to release, he'll become a panting, whimpering mess.

His long hair hangs down in his face, sometimes tickling over your face as he breathes out soft praises and how good you feel.

Never asks for you to please him with a handjob or blowjob because he cares about your pleasure first.

When you first please Ino, a loud moan leaves his lips as you stroke the mushroom head of his cock.

You slowly slide it into his mouth and suck on it, the tip hitting the back of your throat.

He tries not to grab onto your hair or push your head, but he does thrust his hips and drives his cock further into his throat.

Ino will have tears in his eyes as he whimpers and moans as you drive him until he finishes.

Ino never forces you to let him finish in your mouth, but he loves it when you allow it.

He's soooo big on consent, always asking before touching you or doing anything.

He loves being praised in bed, lowkey a kink of his.

Call Takuma a good boy and he'll cum on the spot.

He lowkey likes to be dominated...🫣

Bring out a pair of handcuffs and demand for Ino to beg for what he wants and he'll lose it.

Likes admiring your body when you're on top of him, bouncing up and down on his cock as he's moaning loudly.

Tease and edge Ino all you want and his eyes will roll into the back of his head as he begs you to let him cum.

There are days when Takuma comes home and just rails the fuck out of you.

He likes to dominate you sometimes and have a playful grin on his face as he's thrusting his cock in and out of gushing cunt.

Ino loves the reserve cowgirl position, especially if its in front of a mirror and he can watch.

Sometimes he'll like to film the two of you if he's going away on a long mission.

When he comes home from a mission in the middle of the night and finds himself wanting you; he'll grab onto your waist, pulling you into his side as he grinds into your ass.

He doesn't like to wake you up, so he'll just grind until he cums inside of his boxers.

If you do wake up, a hot, moaning mess; Ino always asks first before sliding his cock in between your ass and railing you from behind.

He never has sex without a condom on unless you ask, he always wants to have safe sex.

Ino's super sweet after you both come down from your high.

He always keeps a cloth, water, and fresh clothes nearby after you two finish.

Usually, the two of you like to lay in bed for a minute, admiring each other before cleaning up.

Ino also likes it when you take clean of him afterwards, soft touches and praising him for being such a good boy in bed.

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ꕥ in the heat of spring | rush hours feat. ino takuma x reader

content warnings: pwp, reader has vagina and breasts, sex at a love hotel, feminine pet names, praise, dirty talk, fingering, vaginal sex word count: 3.5k mood prompt: gentle and commanding kink prompt: sex in clothes requested by: @mirkaaaluv a/n: well, well, well, if it hasn't gotten out of hand ^^" i wanted this, and other heat of spring texts, to be 1k words and best and yet, here we go. i guess ino just has his own set of rules lmao

The atmosphere changed as soon as the door opened and revealed your chosen room.

Ino's hand, so far only nudging you gently towards your destination, wanders down, to your ass, and sinks fingers into the soft flesh. You've expected the move—and yet, you jerk up, barely catching a high-pitched yelp at your throat. You're so tense that even a brush of a feather would send you spinning, an unambiguous touch is almost like a torture.

A welcomed one but a torture, nevertheless.

It's your first time at a love hotel as a guest and something about this fact keeps you right on the thin line between excitement and panic. It's hard to find a rational explanation for your state; you've been in many of them before, as a sorcerer, perpetually erasing the curses born of lust, stress, and raveled emotions you loathed to name but learnt by heart and damped down in order to do your job properly. You gave this place a quick scan even before you stepped into the main hall, and it was as clean as a sex-focused establishment could be. You stared intently at the blurry silhouette of the check-in clerk behind the frosted glass as Ino paid for your room and claimed the card key, but there was nothing suspicious about them. You looked around for residuals or disturbing vibes that could betray a presence—past or present—of a curse, just to find nothing.

It was a safe hotel—and yet, you were much more tense than you ever were in those cursed ones.

"You okay?" Ino puts the card key into the holder, turns the light on, finally closes the door behind you two. "You're…kinda pale. Is it—"

"No." You cut in, your voice calm and unbothered, contrary to a shriek you've expected. "Definitely not. I've checked."

"No curses?"

"No curses."

Ino laughs and kisses the back of your neck, "If there was one around, I'd tear it with bare hands, I think. I fought for this fuck break for a week. C'mon, ladies first."

Nudged by a playful yet hearty squeeze on your ass, you finally step fully in. The room is almost soundproof; the soothing music played from the speakers at the corridor is immediately replaced by serene silence. Fighting against weirdly stiff legs, you take a few curious steps inside; the space is on the smaller side but well organized and cozy for a hotel booked for a single night at best. There's a small tv, speakers, two chairs by a coffee table with a small basket (filled with everything you would need from an establishment of this kind), door leading to a private bathroom—and, of course, the main star of the event: a comfy-looking bed, big enough to fit not two but even three adults at once.

In any other place and time, you would happily pounce straight on it, to test if it's as soft as the views promise—but with legs so stiff and your head spinning you need another nudge from your boyfriend to finally approach closer.

"Well—" Ino is right behind you, the side of his face pressed close to yours and his fingers slowly tracing your sides. "—how do you like it?"

"It's…nice. Very nice."

For a starter, you've been aiming for a cautious sit at the edge of the bed, but Ino is faster, bolder, and impatient with your guarded behavior. Hand on your hip, he spins you around and crashes lips against yours. It's a hasty, hungry kiss, full of longing and agony of separation for weeks of work, stress, and all of this cursed bullshit pulling you two out of your routine. You can't blame Ino for finally snapping; you feel it too, the fire you forced into the subconsciousness has perked its head up and is pushing you now into his hungry arms. The familiar tight knot in your abdomen is pulling hard, harder than you've felt since what seems forever, and begging for a fast and intense release.

If he kissed you like this for longer, the weird tension would evaporate from your head—but Ino's in a rush, as always when his needs are pent up to the verge of bursting. He pulls away from your lips just to push you on the bed, yanks the beanie off his head, hesitates over doing the same with the hoodie just for a second but leaves it, already too starved of your closeness. He advances on you with such momentum that he pushes air out of your lungs—and doesn't let you take another breath before kissing you again with the same fervor. The horny beast in you growls, pleased, and your legs immediately open to fit him better—but the tension at the back of your head remains and tries its best to tie your body into its submission.

"Fuck, I need you..." Ino rasps into your ear, sending harsh shivers down your spine. He ruts his hips against you, the rapidly growing bulge against your groin leaving you no doubts you're for a fast and bumpy ride. You mewl and crane your neck for his lips, jerk your hips up in an answer to his bite, whimper, and moan when he lingers to mark you with a hickey.

His hands don't give your nerves the same luxury; using one for leverage to pin you with his body just enough, he sneaks the other under your clothes. It traces your tum lovingly but, remembering you have only three hours yanked out of your tight schedule, dives into your pants and panties shortly after.

"You're tense," Ino points out as he's spilling wet kisses from your jaw towards your neck and lower.

"This is new," you admit but don't follow any further, trying to silence your uneasiness with haste, shallow kisses that swallow his pleased murmurs and mewls. There is no time for niceties, both of you know it—and you're not letting your weird qualms get in your way, not with the fire spilling between your legs just at the brush of his fingers against your slit.

It's uncomfortable to maneuver under your jeans without unzipping them but Ino would endure even digging in a cooling-down concrete if it meant he could finally touch the place he longed for the most. He curses under breath, his words moist against your neck, and finally finds an angle that satisfies him. His thumb traces your slit, spreads your labia and toys with your clit—touch undeniably pleasant but also palpably rushed, especially for a man who could finger you for hours, until you were nothing but a puddle melting in his hands. He's rather seeking for your arousal than working for it; you're more damp than wet but that's enough, it was before, and your thighs quiver by his sides when he teases right at your entrance.

Tension itches at the back of your head; when Ino's eyes seek yours you nod with agreement, maybe even too sharply to pass as genuine. Under other circumstances he would point it out and ask to be doubly sure, to read the sweet consent from the timbre of your voice, but his senses are as hazy as yours—and he's not thinking with the right brain anymore.

He adjusts the position of his hand one more time—and slides two fingers into you, at once.

Instead of the expected surge of pleasure, your body spasms and you hiss sharply as you try to stop your hips from jerking away. The tension hasn't worked in your favor; yes, the moisture would be more than enough if you were at home, lazy and relaxed, but here it fights against his fingers, access suspended, no matter what your soul and mind are craving.

Ino immediately notices.

"Oh baby, did I hurt you?" He withdraws his hand and lifts himself on both arms now, giving you more space beneath him. The wildfire in his eyes has turned warm and docile, and he's looking at you with nothing but concern—and guilt, creeping at the corners of his big, puppy eyes.

"No, don't worry, I'm alright." You scratch at the back of his head, yourself not sure if to calm down him, yourself, or both at once. You don't know how to explain your current situation without sounding too intricately and ridiculously. You're tempted to joke that you would feel more at ease if there was a curse in the next room, but that's not really the strategy you're looking for to salvage the mood.

"A false start?" Ino finds the right words first and exhales with relief when you agree. "Shit... I was so focused on time... My bad. I'm sorry."

When he reaches to your lips again, the kiss is softer, asking for your forgiveness, but as enthusiastic as before. There's still plenty of heat in between the two of you, so it doesn't take long for your moves to turn sloppy and hungry anew. He's more cautious, though, and doesn't budge from his position any further than needed to sip from you. No matter how tempting you and your mewls are, he's not caving in, not until you're nice and putty in his arms.

It seems it's been hours when he finally asks if you want to continue, and you nod with such enthusiasm that your vision goes blurry for a moment, the tension at the back of your head already too lazy to perk its head, peeking curiously at the situation instead.

A soft kiss on your cheek later, Ino climbs off the bed and, finally, strips off his hoodie. The view itself does wonders to your mood; his athletic and lean body is a work of art, begging to be touched, licked, and caressed. You stare at his back intently as you work your pants and panties down—and count its crevices and lines of defined muscles you're going to trace soon. The tension lets out only a warning thrum when your partner starts digging in the basket with love hotel goods, but it's pretty much its last spasm.

With a comically triumphant noise, Ino turns with a bottle of lube and a condom in his hands—and stops in his tracks at the sight of your half-naked body. He takes a harsher breath when you roll your shirt over your waist; from the weight of his stare, you know he's inches from pouncing on top of you again. Nerves and will of steel, forged in heated battles against curses, pay off in a situation like this, he shrugs the temptation off and snuffs out the wildfire running through his veins.

Everything for your sake.

"You spoil me." The mattress dips under his weight as Ino approaches you on his knees, opening the lube with his teeth at the same time. He spits the cap out on the floor and sits by your side on his heels. He takes his time studying your curves, almost motionless if not for his chest heaving with need and his abdominal muscles tensing and twitching. He might be controlling himself, but it doesn't come with ease. Each breath is a fight against his instincts, racing thoughts, and pulsing hardness relentlessly pushing on his jeans.

"Show yourself to me, pretty girl." He finally snaps out of trance and pours lube, almost everything he has, on his fingers. A smile grows on his face as you listen, bending your legs in knees and spreading them wide for him. "Yes, just like this... Fuck, you're so hot..."

Scooting closer, Ino moves in between them, eyes fixed on his goal, warm and ready for him—but still takes his time to adore you properly. He leans close to your thigh, kisses your knee with sweet affection and advances further down, until he has you giggling and mewling with anticipation—so close to your core yet so painfully away.

One flick of gaze up later he finally reaches between your legs again—the strategy and technique all the same but slower and patient. He spreads lube along your slit as he caresses it, working his way past the last knots of your hesitation. He teases and asks for permission until he's sure your gasps and spasms are genuine in every way possible, and even there, he takes his sweet time playing with your clit. In the heated rush you've almost forgotten how sadistic and stubborn he can be if only he wants to spoil you beyond the expectations. Soon he has every single one of your nerves taunt and at the mercy of his fingertips and midst your hazy mind you're thanking the conditions for giving you two so little time, otherwise he would boil you right there for painfully long hours.

Right as you're ready to beg for more, Ino finally makes his move, starting with a single finger this time.

"There we go, smooth and easy..." He's slow and careful, his eyes fixed on your pussy as he fills you up to his knuckle. "Such a good girl, Y/N..."

He adds another one and smirks down at your expression. Not caring about the mess, he tosses the bottle with lube away and lies beside you, chest flush to your shoulder. You feel his warm breath right by your ear, heavy and right on the verge of a needy groan; prolonging the fast has its great price and he's paying without a blink. It's so unbelievably hot to have him so worked up with only two fingers in you, to be so adored and needed that he's taut like a string on the verge of snapping, and his tongue is tying into knots as he's whispering dirty encouragements for you.

"My... You're getting so wet now..." His voice is throaty, tense and almost breaking, in the most sensual way. "Sucking me in... Can you squeeze a little more? Oh yes, that's right, that's a good girl, working so hard to take my fingers. Do you think you can take another one? I'll be gentle. You need to take it, if you want my cock, pretty girl."

His breathing hitches when you, indeed, take the third finger. Rutting against your side, his hard-rock length twitching in his jeans, he moans, loud and pathetic, at your cunt fluttering around his knuckles. His patience is on the verge of crumbling; even the gentlest and most loving boyfriend has his limits and Ino has pushed past them ages ago. Even midst the hot-red haze mantling your mind you can feel him struggling. His moves turn less precise and sloppy, once almost ceasing, once rushing and seeking that one last nerve to graze and snap. Along with willpower he's losing his focus, putting it instead whole into not cumming into his pants.

And yet, despite everything, he puts you in the first place.

"Fuck..." Ino flounders between words, trying to play two roles at once and win his prize in both of them. "It's so hot... Pretty girl, please? Can I fuck you now? Look, you're taking my fingers already... Fuck— You're taking them so well... Will you cum on them? I want you to cum. Please, cum for me, sweetheart."

He whispers a please after a please into your ear, abandoning stretching you for the sake of moving the remains of his focus to your clit. He rubs it fast and sloppily, far from ideal but makes up for it with desperation and not ceasing until your heels start to dig in the mattress and your thighs to spasm and shake.

"Do it now, sweet girl." He trips over his words as if he was as close to the release as you're now, but he finds enough willpower to show dominance one last time before he finally pushes you over the edge. Your whole body spasms, the buildup and anticipation resulting in a strong, mind-numbing and exhausting orgasm. For a moment there's nothing for you but blank, overwhelming pleasure, white silence and dry, itching pain in your lungs, as if you forgot how to breathe when you were crying out his name.

You return to your senses with stickiness all over your skin and his hot breath pressed to your sweaty neck with a silent pleading for more.

Ino licks his lips when your gaze meets and smiles, as cheeky and proud of his work as impatient. His eyes are glossy, feverish, and his cheeks are flushed so much they're beaming with heat, "Are you okay?"

You nod, not quite having power to say something yet.

"Do you want more? Can I take you?"

Another nod—and a bright smile at his sudden, childish pounce at given consent. Ino's hands are shaking when he unbuckles and unzips his jeans; his fluffy happy trail leads your gaze towards his heavy, twitching erection and precum beading at its head, threatening to spill everything at the slightest friction. He doesn't do much better when rolling a condom on, almost dropping it straight out of the wrapping and dragging a dry spasm of laughter out of you.

"See what you're doing to me, you little minx?" He says once finally successful and squirts the last dollop of lube along his shaft. He spreads it with a few strokes—biting on the bottom lip as he's doing so, so close to his finish that even a loose, almost mechanical jerk of a hand is overstimulating—then finally takes his place between your legs.

He spreads your knees further open, pulls your hips closer and helps you rest your calves against his chest. Before he guides your ankles to his shoulders, he brushes a gentle kiss against the elastic band of one of your socks, then the mark it left before it slid down.

"Ready?" He asks, voice shaking, as he's rubbing himself against your puffy, sensitive clit: shallow, pleading thrusts that could as well just get him off right over you.

You nod again and your eyes flutter in pleasure as Ino wastes no time and slides in, with ease and a loud, guttural groan. He stills mid-way in, intense twitching inside of you calling for a fast finish, but he manages to calm himself down enough to press further, leading your knees towards your chest until he meets your limit.

"Holy shit..." Eyes closed, Ino bites on his lips almost to blood. Sweat pearls on his forehead, first droplets trickle down his temples, and his arms, supporting your legs, start shaking. "This is... Fuck, baby girl, I missed it... I missed you so much..."

He twitches harder when you trace his back, lets out a single dry sob when you run fingers through his hair and pull him closer to yourself. It's okay, he has worked hard for it, he can let go and just enjoy himself. You want to say all of this aloud, but only breathing and soft mewls feel right now—and he's too lost in it to hear all of that anyway.

His control snaps, from tranquil and nearly motionless he switches into the highest gear in seconds, and his deep, harsh, desperate thrusts pierce your body deeper into the soft mattress. It's primal and selfish, and the closest to using you Ino could ever get, each day of loneliness and pent-up tension written in the frantic and sloppy rhythm of his hips. It could have been too much for your body, so spent after an intense orgasm, but he doesn't last long, soon whining and moaning, and finally coming, with fingers digging into your thighs and head falling into the crook of your neck.

He's thrusting into you, at the end only rocking gently against you, until he has no cum and power left in him. He lets your legs slide by his sides and sprawls himself on top of you, heavy, sweaty, so hot against your barely pulled-up shirt and his jeans lowered just below his hips.

"Holy shit, I needed that." There's a trace of smile in Ino's voice—and even in his groan when he fails to pull out of you and has to collapse on you again.

With a pleased, agreeing hum you wrap arms around him and giggle when he finds some steam in him to nibble on your neck. The room is filled with your breathing, mixed musk of your bodies, and the barely audible but steady buzz of the electronics. Now, when nestled cozy with his body close to yours and his lips affectionately tasting your skin, the worry and tension that got in between the two of you feel so irrational that you want to laugh. How could you possibly feel so out of place when you had Ino by your side all this time? The rhythm of his heart and smell of his cologne alone have you feeling at home, safe, cozy and loved.

"How much time do we have left?" Ino fishes his phone from the back pocket, furrows his brows, displeased, when he glances over the screen. "Hey. Do you think we can make it with one more round, shower and a lunch in less than an hour?"

"Do you still have power left after that?" You giggle when he wriggles to find a comfortable position, tickling you while doing so. "You're crazy."

"Nah." He sinks teeth into your shoulder, playfully, but hard enough to leave a little mark. "I'm not just crazy. I'm crazy for you."

thank you so much for reading ❤ i'll be really happy, if you reblog it and/or leave some feedback! you can read more of my jjk fics here.

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dejwrites · 2 years

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❪ ♡ ❫ ─── ⠀ ⠀⠀ facetime ⠀ 〳 ⠀ t.ino ‵ ❪ ♡ ❫ ─── ( synopsis ) takuma ino misses your adorable little face & your even more adorable moans.

♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — female anatomy describe, her/she pronouns, black coded reader, mutual masturbation, orgasm denial, overstimulation, phone sex, feminine pet names, mentions of cum, mentions of spit, spit usage, told in third pov cause it's through ino's eyes, established relationship (reader and ino are dating), ino probably have about three simps and i'm all three tbh, reader is a college student, ino is away for a mission, wc: 2.1k, minors dni !

THE MOONLIGHT SHINED THROUGH THE CREAM-COLORED HOTEL CURTAINS. The sound of the hotel room's air conditioner hummed alongside the nude-colored walls as the only form of light that illuminated the room was from Ino's cellphone. His black shaded hair fell into his face as he was texting on his cellphone. He immediately updated Kiyotaka Ijichi on the mission, admitting that he'll be returning to Tokyo at tomorrow noon. He couldn't wait to return home.

But that didn't stop him from sending the notorious text that always leads to something devious.

You Up?

His thoughts were briefly interjected by the ringing of his phone. Her contact photo of her smiling right back at Ino flashed on the screen. He assumed that she must have missed him just as much as he missed her. When he let the pad of his thumb press the green-colored accept button on his phone screen, his face lit up in the darkness seeing that beautiful smile on her face. Even though her lights were dimmed a bit in her room, he still could see that smile that made him fall for her.

"What are you still doing up so late?" Don't you have class in the morning?" Ino jokingly questioned, his eyebrows knitted together in a playful look of confusion.

"My class isn't until noon, so I'll be okay. I just wanted to make sure my boyfriend is okay since he's out slaying curses and whatnot," She sighed.

"Y/N, I'm good. I'll be back in Tokyo before your noon class ends. Unless..." His voice trails off and Y/N finished his sentence.

"You're assigned another mission, I understand." Y/N sighed again as Ino watch her sink even further into the pink-colored stuffed animal he won her on their second date. "I just miss you so much." Her voice alludes to a cute whine that causes Ino to smile a little.

"I miss you so much too."

"How much? She questioned. Her eyebrows furrowed together as she waited for an answer to her question.

"I don't want to keep you up. You look so tired," Y/N pointed out.

Once the word tired tumbled off her tongue with worry, Ino let out a yawn. His hands went up to rub at his eyes before speaking, "I'm good. I'm not hanging up until you tell me to."

"Good because I really been thinking about you a lot, if you get the drift," Y/N says.

Ino's eyebrows raised in curiosity. He let his tongue glide across his lips before his mind went to catch Y/N's drift. His cheeks instantly stained a crimson color as he gave his girlfriend a foolish grin. A grin she's seen one too many times. A grin that causes her to playfully push him away when his callous curse fighting hands would grope at her ass when they're out in public. The same grin he gave her before waltzing his way into the mall dressing room with her.

"You have an early morning probably, I don't want to keep you up," Y/N huff as Ino now noticed that she was leaning against the headboard of her bed now.

He mimic the way Y/N was, placing his back on the headboard. "Let's do it," He says gaining the cutest giggle from Y/N.

"Okay, but I went to a store with one of my friends and brought something."

"You're ready Ino?" Y/N questioned. "I'm going to call you off my MacBook, 'kay?"

"Yes," Ino said could hear the phone hang up before he could see her calling back. He answered the call with quickness and his eyes lit up like a kid in a candy store when he saw the view.

The only view of his girlfriend's cute pink-colored panties that covered her pussy he's been balls deep in too many times. If Ino could look closer, he could see the faint dampness in between her legs that imprinted her panties. He could see the vibrating wand that matched her panties and that caused him to chuckle. "Could you hear me okay?" He asked.

"Mhmm," Y/N answered before she's tugging off the tank top she was wearing revealing her bare chest.

At that moment, Ino was kicking the thin sheets that covered his lower half. His body instantly grew hot at the sight of his girlfriend. His cock aching to be touched and he wished it was her touching him. His teeth grazed at his lower lip before he's speaking once again, "Go ahead and give me a show pretty girl."

He heard her chuckle. "And how do you want me to give you a show, Ino?" She asked.

His eyes looked at the pastel pink wand in her hand on the phone and she could only playfully roll her eyes. However, the curious glint in Ino's eyes caused her panties to be soaked.

"How you're feeling baby?" He asked as he watched her move the wand in a circular motion.

"Much better if you were here," Y/N says through subtle moans.

Ino could see her hands shaking just a bit due to the intoxicating feeling that was placed on her clit. "Just imagine, I am there." He says.

Y/N has never heard Ino's voice leak with so much sex appeal. Perhaps it was the heat of the moment. She let her body relax in her queen size bed and her eyes shift closer. Her grasp on the wand seem to grow tighter as Ino's voice echoed out of her laptop speakers. If she thought hard enough, she could imagine that it was Ino holding the vibrating toy against her clit.

"Fuck." Y/N breathed out while she could feel her orgasm coming bit by bit.

Y/N gasped out Ino's name repeatedly as if it was a scripture. Her mind felt like a bottle of shaken-up soda. Her body was getting dragged closer and closer to the edge. The two of them have shared countless times like this before due to Ino's sorcerer work, but tonight was a bit different. The pornographic sound of Ino beating his dick and the sound of Y/N's moans was enough for Ino to gain a noise complaint from whoever occupied the hotel room next to him, but he could care less. He needed to watch his girl cum.

"Fuck." Ino uttered as his hand guided up and down the shaft of his cock. "I'm going to cum, let's cum together baby girl."

In a matter of seconds, Ino was a grunting mess as he could feel his body heat up. The sheer thought of imagining Y/N's hands around his cock caused the sorcerer to go feral. When he felt the thick ropes of cum splatter out, his head fell back in complete bliss. His breathy grunts bounced off the walls as he glanced down at the mess he made. His face drained of its color and the only noticble color that stained his face was the shade of red from the desirable pleasure he formally was experiencing.

The couple came down from the small moment of being on cloud nine due to them cumming together and the only thing that was heard between the two were the breathless pants.

"When you come back, just come to my place." Y/N would say.

Ino would get out of bed, instantly going to the bathroom to shower (again). He could hear Y/N shuffling around her room, most likely doing the same thing he was about to do. "What about class?"

"I can always get a doctor's note and I would rather you be the one to make me cum and not a vibrator." was the last words Ino heard from Y/N before he heard the sound indicating that the FaceTime call ended.

"Gosh, I fuckin' love her." Ino uttered to himself.

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aceopmari · 2 years

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Mei Terumi x Hot & Popular Daughter Reader Part 2: The 5 Kage Summit

A/N: I have fun making the first part! I just had to make a part two with scenes from the Kage Summit Arc! Hope you enjoy!

Masterlist

PART 1

TW: Fluff, suggestive themes, reader is now 18.

Taglist: @ppg-artss @lovelygeniegirl1012 @mercymccann @kakeisumire @aoi-ajisai @mechmoucha @barbellina @nightingaleflow @bonchin @awhore4uchiha @havrlie

Featured characters: Mei, Ao, Chojuro, Naruto, Choji, Rock Lee, Ino, Hinata, the Kages, the Sand siblings, Sasuke, Suigetsu, Karin, Jugo, Orochimaru.

💄You sat in your room as you stared at your pile of love letters that were sent to you by men all over the world.

💄Now that you were single again, it was free real estate for men to try their luck with you again. The boys in your class asked you out, there were more attempted kidnappings by obsessed Hidden Mist thugs, and of course the many love letters sent by men all over the world.

💄You decided to read the ones from the Hidden Leaf that came with chocolates. The first letter reeked of sweat and gym socks.

‘Y/N Terumi, please marry me! You are an angel sent from heaven! I’m willing to do 2000 squats, 5000 push ups, and 9000 jumping jacks to prove myself worthy! Please accept my love!’

-Rock Lee

💄You sweatdropped. ”That’s a bit much don’t you think?” You took one bite of the chocolate and made a face. “Yuck! This is one of those cheap brands!” You toss the chocolate and Lee’s note in the trash next to you before moving on to the next letter. It smelled like chips.

‘Let’s go out sometime! We can go out for pork fried dumplings if you’d like! I’ll even share some potato chips with you!’

-Choji Akimichi

💄You deadpanned. Not only that, but the candy bar was half eaten. You hurled them both into the trash. “Cheapskate!”

💄You picked up another letter that smelled like flowers. ‘Ino’ was written on it. You raised an eyebrow. “Huh? I didn’t know she swung that way…” Curiosity got the best of you as you find yourself opening the letter.

‘I’m going to EXPOSE you, bitch! I know you cheated in this years Miss Ninja Universe Pageant! I should have won that crown AND that free vacation to the Hidden Steam! ME! Just admit it already, Y/N! You’re a phony!’

-Ino Yamanaka

💄You threw your head back and laughed as tears flew out of your eyes. “Girl is OBSESSED! So in denial!” You turn to your shelf seeing the many Miss Teen Ninja and Miss Ninja Universe crowns and trophy’s. You smiled at the photo of you in a yukata minidress, accepting an award from Lady Tsunade. “I won those contests fair and square.”

💄You toss Ino’s letter in the trash and pick up another one from Hinata before opening it. The letter smelt like sweet perfume.

‘Hello Y/N. I hope you are doing well. I heard that you were looking for a new husband. I know things didn’t go well on your first date with my cousin Neji, but it would mean a lot if you would give him another chance. Please give it some thought.’

-Hinata Hyuga

💄You smiled a bit. You thought it was sweet of Hinata to give her cousin a chance of love. However… “I’m not gonna go out and marry someone who thought it was OK to call me a slut. He had his chance,” you hissed before threw the letter in the trash.

💄Hinata was definitely the nicer Hyuga. You remembered meeting her during at your first Miss Teen Ninja pageant. She was shy but cute and very sweet towards you despite the fact that she lost. Overtime you two became closer and Hinata took you out for cinnamon rolls.

💄”Maybe I’ll invite her to my next party,” you smiled. You then pick up another letter and open it. “Alright just one more for the day…”

‘Hi Y/N. Nice to meet ya! I’m Naruto! So listen, I’m not too experienced on this sort of thing but I think you’re really pretty and I’ve heard pretty cool stuff about you too! I’d like to get to know you and see what you’re all about, you know? There’s this cool place in the Hidden Leaf called Ichiraku Ramen! It’s really good and I’d love to take you out sometime!’

-Naruto Uzumaki, the man who will become Hokage. BELIEVE IT!

💄You found yourself giggling. The letter sounded so endearing, genuine, and cute. It was nice to see that a guy genuinely wanted to get to know you and see you beyond just your looks. And on top of that, it came with a Snickers candy bar. Your favorite!

💄”Maybe I will give him a chance!” You smiled. You quickly down the snickers bar and got to work on your letter.

‘Dear Naruto, nice to meet you too! I really liked your letter! And thanks for the yummy candy bar! You sound like a lot of fun! I’d love to go out with-‘

💄You stop writing and frowned. You weren’t ready to date again even after all this time. The truth was, you still harbored feelings for your previous love.

💄You dug into your cleavage and pulled out a silver heart shaped locket. You opened it. Inside it was a a picture of your former fiancé Suigetsu. He had a toothy smirk and a wink that made your heart melt.

💄After Suigetsu was captured by Orochimaru, you became lonely and depressed. You had your mom by your side, but it still didn’t change the fact that you still missed your love.

💄You sighed sadly. “Oh Suigetsu, where are you?”

…

💄You seduced the bar owner downtown and managed to rent out the space for your latest party. After sending out hundreds of invites to your friends and getting a band together, you all partied that night at the bar.

💄Parties were a way to get your mind off things. Given that you were popular in school, everyone loved to come to your parties and how chaotic they got.

💄You were currently on stage with your band. You were scantily clad in a f/c bikini that was covered by a fishnet cropped tank and a matching fishnet miniskirt and f/c heels. You held a mic and tapped your foot to the beat of the drums and the strum of the guitar before you started singing ‘LOVERS’.

“Kimi wa ima namida nagashita! Nakijakuru kodomo no you niiii…”

“Tatoe asu ga mienaku natte mo mamoru yoooooo…”

💄As the beat dropped, you shot a finger up in the air as you posed.

“Natsu no sora miagete nirandaaaa!”

💄The crowd cheered as you started dancing on the stage to the strumming of the guitar. Your friends all danced with you while they raised their drinks in the air.

“Tsuyogatte bakari de namida wa misenaiii!”

“Hontou wa kowai kuse niii…”

💄You jumped onto another part of the stage that had a pole and started to dance with it as you sang. The crowd cheered even louder as you grinded on the pole.

“Taisetsu na mono woooooo!”

“Ushinawanu you niiii!”

“Hisshi de hashiri nukete kita…”

💄You reach your hands to touch the fanboys in the crowd. All of them had hearts in their eyes as you touched them. Some even passed out after you winked at them.

💄You couldn’t help but feel a little sad as the lyrics made you feel about your love for Suigetsu and the tears that came after his disappearance.

“Itsudatte nagai yoru wo!”

“Futari de norikoetaaaa!”

“Kono mama isshoni iru kara tsuyogatte nai de…iin da yoooo…”

💄You hadn’t noticed that Ao had walked into the bar after hearing the source of loud music. He was absolutely flabbergasted at the sight of the hundreds of underaged youth partying and drinking at a bar past midnight.

💄That was when he saw you singing and pole dancing on stage. His jaw dropped. “Oh my god!” On one hand he was amazed at the sound of your beautiful voice, on the other he couldn’t believe what you had done. But then again this wasn’t the first time you threw a wild party. But a pole dance? A pole dance?! What on earth were you thinking?! Why were you dressed like that?!

💄He gasped seeing how three boys jumped on stage to start dancing close to you. You grinded on one of them as you sang. Ao shook his head. “The youth these days…” He looked around to find an electrical source to unplug the music speakers.

“Kimi wa ima namida nagashita! Nakijakuru kodomo no you niiii…”

“Tatoe asu ga mienaku natte mo mamoru yoooooo…“

💄That was when the lights went out. You stopped singing and looked around in confusion as you heard the disappointed and confused murmurs in the crowd. ”PARTY’S OVER!” You heard a familiar voice shout. You widened your eyes, knowing who it was. “Oh no…”

…

💄Ao covered you in his robe to prevent wandering eyes from seeing your skin. He carried you as he dragged you home.

💄”Let me go, Ao!” You cried as you squirm in his grasp but his grip was too tight. “Partying and pole dancing half naked at a bar at 2 in the morning?! And on a school night?! Just wait til your mother hears about this!” Ao scolded. He shook his head. “The youth today have no discipline!”

💄”I’m 18! I’m grown! You’re not the boss of me anymore old man!” You say as you bang a fist into Ao’s back. “Doesn’t matter how old you are. You’re still my responsibility, Y/N.” Ao says.

💄You both finally made it back to the mansion. Ao set you down. You growled a bit when he shoved you inside. Mei had a shocked expression on her face upon seeing you. “Caught this one partying half naked at a bar,” Ao said.

💄Mei rushed over to you and cupped your cheeks. Tears threatened to spill from her eyes. “Oh baby! I was so worried! Why are you drinking? Where did I go wrong?” You sighed. You hated making your mother worry. “Mommy, I wasn’t drinking.”

💄Mei let out a sigh of relief. “Oh, thank goodness.” Ao scoffed. ”Could’ve fooled me,” You glared at him. “I am completely sober! I was just having fun and all you do is ruin everything!”

💄”’Having fun?’ I can’t imagine what would have happened if I hadn’t dragged you out of that bar! Just how many parties are you going to keep throwing until your satisfied, Y/N?!” Ao yelled.

💄”Well maybe I wouldn’t have to go to a bar if you let me throw parties here at the mansion again,” you snapped. Ao narrowed his eyes at you. “Need I remind you the hot tub incident?”

💄You went into deep thought as you recalled your engagement party with Suigetsu. The two of you slipped away from the crowd and entered Mei’s master bathroom where you peeled off each other’s clothes and fucked in the large bubbly hot tub.

💄Things got more playful from there when Suigetsu used his great water arm technique to spank you. He accidentally slammed the tub walls causing the tub to crash through several floors down, exposing you both to the crowd.

💄It was good thing the bubbles censored your modesty, but it didn’t change the fact that you were embarrassed over being caught. Ao was disgusted and Mei was furious. She grounded you for a month and banned you from throwing parties at the house.

💄You couldn’t help but giggle and blush at the memories. Suigetsu ALWAYS knew how to show you a good time. Ao raised an eyebrow. “You think this is funny?!” You snap out of your thoughts and glared at him. “I think it’s funny how you think you can tell me what to do. I’m old enough! I can do what I want!”

💄”I knew that Hozuki boy would be a bad influence on you! He’s nothing but trouble,” Ao said. You crossed your arms defiantly. “Well maybe I like trouble!”

💄”You are nothing but a spoiled brat! Your mother raised you better than that and you’re dragging her reputation through the mud! If you’re so grown up then start acting like an adult and stop behaving like an out of control teenager!” Ao snapped. You growled. “SCREW YOU, AO! YOU’RE NOT MY DAD!”

💄”Young lady! That’s enough!” Mei yelled. You stared at her completely stunned. She had a stern glare trained onto you as she raised a finger. “Ao’s right, you’ve gotten too far, Y/N. No more wild parties!” You pouted. “But mom…”

💄”Not another word,” Mei said sternly. You held your tongue. You knew better than to talk back to your mom, considering how scary she was when she was angry.

💄A calm and happy smile returned back to her face. “Now then. I wanted to let you know that The Five Kage Summit is coming up soon.” Your eyes lit up. If Mei was leaving, then that would mean you could throw several parties without her knowing. “Really? When are you leaving?”

💄”We’re leaving tomorrow. All of us!” Mei said happily. You widened your eyes. “What?! Why do I have to go?”

💄”It’s to educate you on international shinobi relations. And keep you from rebelling against your mother by partying again,” Ao said. You blushed as you glared at him. You hated how him being a sensory type gave him the ability to see right through you. “I-I-I wasn’t gonna throw any parties!”

💄You turned back to Mei, giving her puppy dog eyes. “Mommy, I don’t wanna go to the Summit. I wanna stay here and part-I mean…play and go out with my friends.”

💄Mei pouted as she gave you puppy dog eyes of her own. “I won’t feel as strong without my beautiful and amazing daughter by my side to protect me. You’ll come too, won’t you baby?” Your cheeks flushed. You were no match for those puppy dog eyes.

💄You sighed. “F-fine, I’ll go.” Mei smiled. “Good! Now give mommy a kiss!” Your cheeks flushed a deeper red as Mei pouted her lips. Your mom had always been affectionate but you felt as though you were too old for her kisses.

💄You knew that she would get all sad and depressed if you didn’t show her affection. You sighed before leaning in close to give Mei a peck on the cheek.

💄”Mwah~”

💄Mei’s cheeks flushed. “Aww! You’re so sweet!” She pulled you in close and gave you lots of kisses. “Mom! Stop it…” you whined as kiss marks start to stain your face.

💄Mei stopped with the kisses and pulled you into a hug. You smiled and hugged back. Nothing was better than your mothers love. “And Honey?” She asks. “Yes mommy?” You say. “You’re grounded for a month,” Mei said kindly.

…

💄The following morning, you, Mei, Ao, and Chojuro were ready to set off, but not before being seen off the the village elder and the other villagers. You finished applying some lipstick for the first time as you stared at your compact. Mei said you could start wearing lipstick the moment you turned 18. You loved how shiny and plumper your lips looked.

💄You saw in your mirror how Ao was staring at you disapprovingly. You knew he didn’t like how you were wearing lipstick. You rolled your eyes and ignored him as you didn’t want to start trouble in front of the people. After all, image was everything.

💄”Chojuro, how’s my makeup?” You whispered to him. Chojuro blushed. “Oh um…l-looks good, Lady Y/N.” You giggled. It was so cute seeing him all flustered.

💄”We entrust the honorable Mizukage to your care.” One shinobi said. “Make sure the Mizukage doesn’t overdo it.” Another said. “I know I will,” Ao said.

💄”Lady Y/N, be strong and remain diligent for Lady Mizukage’s sake,” another shinobi said. You give the villagers your most charming smile as you winked. “Always have, always will~” you sang.

💄The villagers and even the Elder blushed at that. They all thought you were so alluring and beautiful. Ao rolled his eyes. He didn’t like how you used your feminine wiles to get through to people.

💄The Village Elder approached Mei with the blue headgear. She took it. “Thank you very much!” Mei stood strongly snd proudly. “Lord Great Elder, by my title of Mizukage, I’ll fulfill my duties with brilliance!”

💄You smiled in admiration at Mei. She was such a kind and strong leader. “As one of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist, protect Lady Mizukage well, Chojuro,” a shinobi said.

💄”Uh, yes sir…all four of us should be just fine…well I hope…” Chojuro said nervously. You sighed as you turned to him. “We’ve got to work on that confidence, Cho.”

💄Mei nodded in agreement. ”Y/N’s right. You’re very strong! After all, that’s why I chosen you to accompany me to the Summit. Kay, Chojuro?” Chojuro smiled a bit. “Um, yes m’am. I’ll do my absolute best…well I hope…”

💄You smirk at him. “Don’t say ‘I hope’ say ‘I will!’” You say as you give Chojuro a playful hip bump. Chojuro was startled at the sudden contact. His cheeks flushed a deeper red as he chuckled nervously. “Oh! Heh heh…I-I will! Y-You can count on me Lady Y/N! I’ll protect you too!”

💄You winked at him. “That’s the spirit!” ‘Shes so kind and beautiful…just like her mother. If only I could tell Y/N how I feel…’ Chojuro thought.

💄”’Yes m’am’ is all you should say. That spineless attitude is useless,” Ao hissed. You glared at him. “Stop being so mean to Chojuro!” Ao sighed. “You’re a prime example. The youth these days are all made weakness…”

💄You flinched at the triggering word. It was already too late as Mei’s eyes had already darkened. You sweatdropped. “Um…mommy? Are you okay?” You whispered to her. Mei remained silent. ‘Crap, I gotta think of something to calm her down,’ you thought.

💄”Ao, enough with the lecturing! Now get moving or you’re going to be late,” the Village Elder said. Your face went blue at his words. ‘Oh no!’ You turned back to Mei who’s eyes started to get darker.

💄You instantly got behind her and rubbed her shoulders a bit. “Hey, how bout a quick massage before we go, mommy? Try to calm down, okay?” You say with a nervous smile.

💄”My lectures good advice,” Ao began. “Why back in my day…” You looked at him with panic. ‘No Ao! Don’t say that!’ You mentally shrieked.

💄You shrieked out loud when Mei coldly shrugged your hands off her shoulders before approaching Ao. “Shut up. Or die,” she said with a sweet smile. Ao’s eyes went wide in astonishment. You sweatdropped. ‘Well at least moms okay…right?’

💄Mei then stood proudly as she raised her headgear up high. “Alright! Chojuro! Ao! Y/N! Let’s depart!”

…

💄After traveling for so long, you all made it to an inn that night. You leaned against a wall and cooled yourself down with your paper fan as Chojuro and Mei got settled. Ao watched you intently from across the room, studying your movements.

💄You glared at him. “Q-Quit staring at me! You’re making me nervous!” Ao shook his head. “Don’t think so. I gotta keep my eye on you and make sure you don’t find a boy and run off.”

💄You roll your eyes at him as you closed your fan. “Just what kind of girl do you think I am?” Ao glared at you. “One that rebels against her mother and parties at bars past curfew.” You rolled your eyes again at that. “Well there are no boys around. All I see is an angry old man!”

💄Mei glared at you. “Y/N! Shush! That’s enough!” You flinched at her tone and shrunk back, not wanting to upset her. Ao smirked in triumph seeing how you were finally getting disciplined.

💄You turn to Chojuro and watched him set his blade down against the wall. “Chojuro, you’re great twin sword, Hiramekarei must be quite a burden. Are you alright carrying it?” Mei asked. “Oh, I’m fine. Though I’m feeling a bit feverish,” Chojuro said.

💄Mei slowly approached him. “Let’s see…” She put her arm behind Chojuro’s neck and pressed her forehead against his. “Well it does feel like you might have a slight temperature.” You couldn’t help but giggle to yourself seeing Chojuro blush.

💄”Lady Fifth, you spoil Chojuro too much! It’s the same with your daughter too! This is why the young these days get so full of themselves! You spice a temperature from such a short jaunt?” Ao hissed. “Why, in my day I…”

💄You glared at him. “Hey! I am not spoi-!” You stopped mid sentence when Mei gave you a warning glare. She then directed her glare to Ao.

💄”Ao…it’s no longer the dark time when we were called the Blood Mist Village. The nightmare created by the Fourth Mizukage is long over. You do well not to bring up the past,” she warned. Ao nodded. “Yes I…forgive me…m’am.”

💄Mei smiled. “Now, let’s stop such depressing talk and have some supper instead! I’m looking forward to the meal this inn has made!” She turned to you. “Aren’t you, Sweetheart?” You nodded. “Yeah! I hope they have dessert too! I’ve been craving sweets! Maybe we could get cake or something!” Mei nodded. “Mmm, yes, a cake sounds splendid.”

💄”I hope you’ve engaged in appetizing dinner,” Ao said. You flinched at the triggering word and saw how Mei’s eyes darkened. ‘Oh crap…’ you thought.

💄Ao approached Chojuro. “You have arranged for all of our meals, haven’t you Chojuro?” Chojuro got nervous. “There were just so many choices. So I had a lot of trouble making up my mind. And in the end I couldn’t decide…”

💄You gasped at the triggering word and turned back to Mei. Her eyes became darker. ‘Okay this is bad…gotta change the subject…’ you thought.

💄You decided to try and lighten the mood of the room and create a distraction. You go behind Chojuro and wrap your arms around his neck. He widens his eyes as his cheeks flushed. “L-L-L-Lady Y/N! What are you-?”

💄”Chojuro! Let’s order something expensive and yummy!” You cooed. Chojuro’s face started heating up. “E-Expensive? A-A-Are you sure?” Your eyes lidded as you stroked his arm tenderly. “Mmhm…like maybe some…tender meat?”

💄You pressed your breasts to Chojuro’s back, burying your face in his neck a bit. Chojuro started to sweat. His breathing became heavy as the little sword in his pants started to rise a bit. Ao was completely disgusted by the display.

💄He stormed over to you and yanked you by your arm away from Chojuro. Chojuro immediately ran away to order the food. Ao glared at you. “Enough! You’re the Fifth Mizukage’s daughter! Have some class and stop acting like some shameless hussy!”

💄You glared back. “I was only trying to change the subject to keep you from saying anything stupid to my mom!” Ao growled at you. “Don’t you play games with me young lady! It’s always you or Chojuro! Youth these days have voided hearts and no ambition!”

💄Your face went blue as you widened your eyes in horror at the triggering word. “Ao! No!” It was too late. Mei stepped towards you both. You shrieked as she pried Ao’s hand off of yours, freeing you. Ao looked at her in confusion. “Lady Fifth?” Mei leaned close to him.

💄”Shut up. Or die…”

…

💄After supper, you went to your room and changed into a short f/c yukata robe. You spotted Chojuro in the hallway and invited him into your room to come and play. He was hesitant at first, but just like many guys, he was unable to resist your charms.

💄The two of you spent the night in your bed having a pillow fight which soon turned into a tickle fight. You both laugh the entire time.

💄”Lady Y/N! HAHAHA! Stop! That tickles!” Chojuro laughs. “Make me!” You chuckle as you tickle his sides. A devious smirk spreads on his face. “Fine, I will…”

💄Chojuro flips you over so that he was on top of you. You squealed as he pins your wrists above your head. You were almost shaken up. He was so strong. The two of you stare into each other’s eyes for a moment.

💄Chojuro’s cheeks flushed. He had never been this close to you before. ‘Y/N…she’s so beautiful…I know I shouldn’t but…’

💄Chojuro cupped your cheeks and started leaning closer to you. You blinked in confusion. “Chojuro…? What are you-?”

💄The door slammed opened. You and Chojuro turned and saw that it was Ao at the door. His eyes widened at the sight of you both in bed. “What in the devil is going here?!”

💄 Ao glared at him. “In bed with the Fifth Mizukage’s daughter?! Have you no shame?!” Chojuro immediately jumped off the bed. His knees shook as his face became red. “Ao it’s n-n-not what it looks like!”

💄”GET OUT!” Ao shouted. Chojuro screamed as he ran out the room. Ao turned to glare at you. You sat up in your bed and glared back. The shift of your movement caused your yukata sleeve to slide off your shoulder a bit, revealing your f/c bra strap.

💄Ao shook his head at the sight. “Look at yourself! I don’t even want to imagine what would have happened if I didn’t come sooner.” You blushed as you fix your sleeve to cover your shoulders. “We weren’t gonna do anything! We were just playing in bed together!”

💄Ao raised an eyebrow. “‘Playing in bed together?’” You blushed. ‘Okay so that sounded a little suggestive just now…’ you thought.

💄”Chojuro is one of the Seven Ninja Swordmen, he doesn’t need to be coddled. I swear you’re just like your mother,” Ao sighed. “I’ll take that as a compliment,” you huffed.

💄Ao groaned. “Y/N, you can’t just keep on chasing after every boy you see.” You glared at him. “That’s not true! There’s only one boy I love and his name is Suigetsu Hozuki!” Ao narrows his eyes at you. “I already told you! That Hozuki boy is a bad influence on you! I wish Mangetsu didn’t have to die so that you could rebound to his delinquent of a brother!”

💄”How do you know what’s good for me?!” You snap. Ao growled, having enough of your talk backs. “Y/N-“

💄”-No! All you do is hate me and ruin my fun! You never want me to be happy! Why can’t you just let me live my life?!” You cry.

💄Ao finally snapped. “No daughter of mine needs to be marrying some thug-!” Ao stopped mid sentence, surprised at his own words. Your eyes widened as you stared at Ao in bewilderment as your heart nearly stopped.

💄‘Ao…is he my dad?’ You thought. You scanned his features. He didn’t look like you. But if there was any possibility that he slept with your mom 18 years ago…

💄”No…I’m not your father…” Ao said as if he read your thoughts. And just like that, your heart sank. You hugged your knees to your chest. “Oh…”

💄You didn’t know whether to feel relief or sadness. You never knew who your real father was and every time you questioned Mei about it, she kept quiet.

💄”Well then…why did you say that?” You ask sadly. Ao sighed as he scratched the back of his head nervously. “Well you may not know it but…I do think of you as my own daughter…”

💄Warmth filled your heart as his words as you lift your head out your knees. “Really?” Ao smiled a bit before walking over to sit next to you on the bed. “Of course. Why else do you think I’m always hard on you?”

💄”Because you hate me,” you say. “You’re wrong. I don’t hate you,” Ao said. “I just hate all the bad decisions you make.” You couldn’t help but chuckle a bit at that.

💄You then recall all the memories of your time with Ao throughout the years. When you were 3, he chased you around the mansion when you refused to take a bath.

💄When you were 7, he took you to the park when your mother was too busy to spend time with you.

💄At your 13th birthday party, he scolded you for initiating a food fight at the mansion.

💄When you were 15, Ao rescued you from thugs who put you under a genjutsu who threatened to sell you to a mob boss.

💄Then you recalled him scolding you recently for the bar party. Now you saw that behind the scolding was love.

💄You realized now that if you ever thought about your dad, all you could picture was Ao.

💄Tears stream down your eyes as you bring Ao into a hug. “Ao…I’m sorry…for everything…” Ao stared at you in bewilderment as you sobbed into his chest.

💄He couldn’t help but smile. You looked so precious. He put an arm around you and pulled you closer. “I’m sorry too.” He tilted your chin up and wiped your tears. “But you need to start acting like a grown up okay? Think about your actions and how it might affect your mothers positions as Mizukage.”

💄 He was right. You had to start thinking about your moms reputation. “Okay,” you nodded. “By the way, where did you learn to sing like that?” Ao asked. You smiled, remembering your party performance. “I always knew how to sing! I perform at every pageant I’ve won.”

💄”You have a pretty voice,” Ao said. “Thanks!” You say happily. You then remembered something. “I noticed you left out the pole dance when you told mom about the party…” you say nervously.

💄Ao sighed and shook his head. “If you’re mother knew her daughter was dancing like that, it would break her heart!” You giggled. “You really do care!”

💄Ao blushed and rolled his eyes a bit. “Just promise me you won’t do anything like that again.” You lean up towards Ao and give him a peck on the cheek. “Okay, dad.” Ao glared at you as his cheeks flushed a deeper red. “Don’t call me ‘dad’. It makes me sound like an old man.”

💄You giggled again. “But you are an old man!” You and Ao laughed together for that moment. Neither of you noticed that Mei was peeking behind the door, smiling that the two of you finally found common ground.

…

💄The morning of the Kage Summit finally came. You were served warm tea to heat up before the Summit commenced. One by one all the Kage and their bodyguards from each village showed up.

💄Your eyes met with Gaara’s first. He gave you a kind smile. You sweatdrop. ‘Oh god please don’t come…’ you thought.

💄Gaara and his siblings approached you. You forced a kind smile. “Hi Gaara.” “Hello Y/N,” he said. “You look lovely.” You force a giggle. “Thannnks.”

💄’I wish I didn’t have to run into my ex…well er…we went on one date so is he even considered my ex?’ You thought.

💄There was an awkward silence between you both. ‘Maybe I should shake his hand and call it a day or something…or should I hug him?’ You thought.

💄You step forward towards Gaara to reach a hand out but Temari immediately steps in front of you to block your path, causing you to stop in place. “Oh! Um…hiya Temari,” you say nervously. Temari said nothing. Her blue eyes gave you a piercing glare that said it all.

💄You sweatdropped under her scrutiny. Temari never liked you. You knew her as a fellow competitor from the Miss Teen Ninja and Miss Ninja Universe pageants. And just like Ino, she also believe you cheated.

💄Since you rejected Gaara’s hand in marriage, you were on her blacklist. The longer she stared at you, the more uncomfortable you became. ‘So awkward…can’t breathe…’ you thought.

💄You look over to Kankuro who had heart in his eyes upon seeing you. “Hi, are you still single?” You raise an eyebrow at him. “Huh?” Gaara sighed. “Kankuro, be respectful.”

💄Temari scoffed. “You shouldn’t waste your time on a girl like her anyway. Have some self respect.” Your cheeks burned from the embarrassment as you felt your heart sink. ‘Ouch…’

💄After that awkward fiasco, you met with the Tsuchikage and his bodyguards. Õnoki looked you up and down with a dirty grin on his face. “So this is the Fifth Mizukage’s daughter that Deidara kept going on about. Mmm, what a fine young lass.”

💄You shivered. ‘Ewwww…you dirty old man…and who is Deidara?’ You thought. You forced a smile despite your thoughts. “Pleased to meet you, Lord Tsuchikage.” Õnoki nodded at that, his grin never left his face.

💄You brought your gaze over to Kurotsuchi. You recognized her from the pageants. Thankfully, you two didn’t have any beef. You gave her a genuine smile. “Hi Kuro! It’s good to see you again!” Kurotsuchi nodded. “Likewise.”

💄She gave you a suspicious look. “Hey, is it true that you cheated in the pageant?” You narrowed your eyes at her as you sweatdropped. “I didn’t cheat…”

💄You then met with Danzo. He looks you up and down for a moment before giving you a look of disgust. “Feh!” He then walks away from you. Your jaw dropped as you stared in astonishment. You internally fumed. ‘RUDE! Who made that old coot the Hokage? Where’s sweet Auntie Tsunade?’

💄Finally, you met with the Raikage who’s presence was very intimidating. His bodyguards C and Darui were with him. They were both really hot!

💄A broke into a grin. ”Well if it isn’t Miss Ninja Universe…” You gave him a smile. “A pleasure, Lord Raikage.” A chuckled a bit. “So how’s married life treating you?” Your smile slowly dropped. “Oh…I’m not married…”

💄A’s lips formed a bigger grin. “I see…well maybe that wouldn’t be a problem if you had offered Omoi’s hand in marriage.” An irritated tick mark appeared on your head as A chuckled.

💄’Okay so we have one Kage who’s my ex, one that’s a perv, one that’s an asshole, and one who’s a bigger asshole! These Kage’s are all clowns!’ You thought.

…

💄You stood with Ao and Chojuro behind the curtain alongside the other bodyguards of the other Kage as the Kage Summit commenced.

💄As each of the Kage talked about the worlds issues, you found yourself bored by the second. At one point the Raikage smashed his desk, prompting for all the bodyguards to jump out and protect their Kage. After Mei told you, Ao, and Chojuro to stand down, you each along with the other bodyguards went back behind the curtain once more.

💄You were bored once more as the Kage conversed. That’s when Ao spoke up. “Chojuro, Y/N, prepare for battle.” You and Chojuro exchange confused looks before directing it at Ao. “What?”

💄Ao then activated his Byakugan. He then stepped out from behind the curtain and exposed Danzo for stealing Shisui Ichiha’s eye. You were all shocked by the revelation.

💄That was when a large green plant sprouted in the middle of the Kage circle revealing a creepy white plant man with green hair. ”Why hellooooo there!”

💄You and all the other bodyguards stepped out from the curtain to defend your Kage’s. A growled. “One problem after another! Now what?!” “Is he Akatsuki?” Danzo asked. Õnoki nodded. “Seems so.”

💄”Guess what? Sasuke Uchiha is stuck in here! I wonder…where do you think he could be hiding right now? Any guesses?!” The white plant creature sang.

💄You were absolutely shaken to the core at the creepy site of the man, but you didn’t let it show. “WHAT IS ALL THIS?!” A barked. You then remembered what the plant guy said about Sasuke.

💄”He’s the one with the Sharingan?” Mei asked. “Who took down Haku and Zabuza?” Ao added. You gasped at that. ‘Zabuza…’ you thought.

💄Before you could ask questions, the plant creature spoke again. “It’s like a game of hide and seek! Let’s all try to find Sasuke!”

💄A grabbed a hold of the plant creature by the neck and strangled him. “Tell me where Sasuke Uchiha is! Give me an answer right now! Refuse to answer and I’ll show you no mercy!”

💄After awhile, A’s patience grew thin as he proceeded to break the plant guys neck. Mifune’s guard then sent the order to find Sasuke. A and his bodyguards then proceeded to rush off and find Sasuke on their own.

💄After interrogating Danzo some more Gaara and his siblings left to find Sasuke along with Kurotsuchi.

💄Ao closed his eyes. “He’s here.” As if on cue, the curtains slashed as the result of blades cutting. You were each on your guard.

💄You glanced up at the ceiling seeing Sasuke Uchiha hanging from above. You pointed at him. “There he is!” Everyone followed your gaze.

💄You took a good look at Sasuke. ‘For someone totally psycho, he’s really hot,’ you thought. Mifune jumped up to attack first, Sasuke countered with his blade.

💄Danzo and his guards suddenly ran out the room. “Sasuke! Danzo bolted!” You heard. You turned seeing a redhead in glasses. ‘Who’s that?’ You thought.

💄Ao jumped over the table and ran towards the hole. He stopped and turned back to you all. “Lady Mizukage, Chojuro, Y/N! Stay here! I’m gonna go after Danzo. The Kage Summit hasn’t come to an end yet.”

💄”Very well. But don’t go overboard,” Mei said. Ao nodded. “M’am, I’ll leave the Akatsuki criminals to you,” he said before running out the room.

💄Your heart fills with worry. “Ao! Wait!” You step forward but Mei puts a hand in front of you. “Ao can take care of himself, Sweetheart. You just stay close to me.” You look at her worriedly. “But…”

💄Sasuke then jumped down. “Karin! COME!” He and the redhead named Karin then rush towards the hole. You turned back to them as you started making hand signs. “No you don’t!”

💄You and Mei together unleashed Lava Released from your mouths to seal the hole shut. Sasuke turned to glare at you both. You playfully licked the lava drool off your lips. “Gotcha~” you sang.

💄Mei smirked as she wiped the lava drool off her own lips with her fingers. “You Akatsuki have traveled all over the Hidden Mist and manipulated the Fourth Mizukage…”

💄”…And yet when I look at you closely, you Uchiha really are quite handsome indeed…” she continued. “…Why if you haven’t gone rogue, I probably would have made arrangements to marry you off to my beautiful daughter…”

💄’Aww, that’s really sweet mom. But there’s only one man I love…’ you thought. Sasuke’s eyes became menacing. “Do not interfere!”

💄Mei smiled as she sighed before getting up from her seat. “Too bad, such a fine man, what a waste…”

💄She gave Sasuke a seductive look. “But at least…I get to give you a kiss that’ll melt you away…”

💄You blushed at that as you sweatdropped. You always got a little uncomfortable when Mei acted all seductive towards men in your presence.

💄Karin growled. “What?! A kiss?! Who and what are you, you witch?! And quit making eyes at him you old bag!” You sent her a death glare. “How dare you?!”

💄”You wanna piece of me, bimbo? Well c’mon!” Karin barked. “You’re about to start wearing your hair color all over your body, bitch!” You hissed.

💄Mei sighed again. “Language, dear.” You held your tongue. You both then started making hand signs. “Lord Tsuchikage, if you’re not going to participate, then please just keep your head down.”

💄With that, you and Mei shot lava from your mouths as the Tsuchikage and his bodyguard jumped to the sealing. The lava attack just barely got your enemies. You smirked seeing how some of your lava burned off the split ends in Karin’s hair, causing her to cry out. ‘Don’t mess with my mama,’ you thought.

💄You and Mei then jumped out the way: “Chojuro!” Mei said. Chojuro jumped in the air with his sword. “Yes m’am!” He then used his sword to blast Sasuke through the hole and into the hallway.

💄Mei immediately ran into the hallway to face off against Sasuke. “Mommy!” You heard her use her lava and you guessed that she was sealing the wall again to keep Sasuke from escaping. ‘She can take care of herself.’

💄You glanced down at the knocked out Karin. ‘She’s not even worth it…’ You turned towards the door. ‘I don’t trust that Danzo. I gotta find Ao and make sure he’s okay…’

💄You immediately ran out the room. “Y/N! Wait!” Chojuro called.

A/N: TO BE CONTINUED…

PART 3

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bootyhoe-123123 · 8 months

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“The party and the after party” Takuma Ino

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warnings: cursing, touchy, teasing, make out, erection

summary: Ino attends his best friends halloween party and brings along a few of his new friends to meet her. She doesn’t know it yet but he was crushing, hard.

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Walking around jujutsu high after a mission with Nanami, Yuji, and Megumi, the quick alert of a notification rings through Ino’s ears as he feels his phone vibrate in his pocket. Everyone turns to him. “Who’s that?” Yuji asks, curious as to who could be texting Ino this late.

“Um I don’t know hold on,” Ino whips his phone out of his pocket and as the light illuminates his face a smile slowly graces over his handsome face.

“Oh I know that look,” Nanami says as he looks away from Ino, shaking his head. Ino looks up from his phone and glances over at Nanami, he then goes back to his phone to continue reading.

“It’s from my bestfriend, she says she’s throwing a Halloween party and asked if I could make it. Normally I’m too caught up with missions I can’t spend as much time with her as I used to.” Ino explained to yuji as he thought of the girl.

“Ooo a girl? What’s her name? Are you gonna go? Can I come?” Yuji throws the questions at Ino, one right after the other.

“Her names (Y/n) I’ve known her since middle school. She’s great. And really pretty too..” he blushed as he mumbled the last part, “ I can ask if I can bring you guys, she’ll probably say yeah.” He goes back to typing into his phone.

“what did you say Ino? After you told me her name?” Yuji wiggled his eyebrows at his friend.

“Nothing you have to worry about,” Ino laughed at him, “but she said you guys can go if you want.”

“I wanna go! I wanna go!” Yuji cheered. “ Fushiguro you should go to, maybe then you’ll get a girlfriend!” Megumi turned to his classmate at the sound of this.

“No thanks. And I’m perfectly capable of getting a girlfriend.” Megumi quickly shot down the offer.

“oh come onnn. You should get out of your room sometimes, we can ask Kugisaki if she wants to go too. Is that ok Ino?” Yuji pushes the offer.

“I’m good also, I have work to do.” Nanami spoke softly as he swiftly turned away and walked down the hall.

“(Y/n) said the more the merrier!” Ino did pizzazz hands as he followed Yuji to nobaras room. “You don’t have to go if you don’t want to Fushiguro.” Ino held back to talk to Megumi, assuring him it’s ok if he didn’t want to.

“Well I don’t have anything important tomorrow.. I guess a few hours will be fine.” He shrugged, his hands in his pockets.

“That’s what I’m talking about!” Ino slung his arm over Megumis shoulder and walked to Yuji, who was standing infront of Nobaras room.

“Kugisaki! Kugisaki!” Yuji yelled as he banged on the door. Through the other side you could hear a growl and stomping footsteps.

“What?!” Nobara yelled back as she slammed the door open.

“Ino’s girlfriend is throwing a Halloween party and she invited us! You wanna come?!” Yuji spoke, quieter now. Nobara raised a brow at this and Ino looked bashful, his large hand rubbing the nape of his neck.

“you’ve got a girlfriend Ino?” Nobara asked the older male, who quickly shook his head.

“no she’s not my girlfriend she’s my friend.”

“His best friend. And he said she was pretty, he also said he knew her since middle school.” Megumi spoke out of the blue.

“Oh, so she’s your girlfriend?” Nobara said, “Ok, nothing to be ashamed of Ino. Nevermind that A PARTY!!! DO I HAVE TO DRESS UP? OHHH IM DRESSING UP AS A WITCH THIS YEAR BUT A CUTE ONE NOT AN UGLY ONE.” Nobara ran back into her room slamming the door in the boys faces. Ino looked as red as a tomato from the recent conversation. He just stood silently now, playing with his long fingers. A few minutes later Nobara slammed the door back in a pretty dress hugging her figure she wore short, blocky heels and held a broom in her hand, a large hat rested on her light brown locks.

“Alright let’s go boys! To Ino’s “not” girlfriends house.” She made quotations around not.

“Ok, she lives kinda close to the school, around a 10 minute walk. Or we can just take my car.” Ino said. Walking towards the front entrance of the secluded school.

“let’s just walk.”

yeah let’s walk.”

“walkings fine.”

“Alright we’re walking then. Just follow me.” Ino said as her turned the corner down a long sidewalk.

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“here it is.” Ino said to them. Infront of them stood a pretty big house with a few people outside. Some people were drinking others were making out. Fushiguro made a disgusted face and quickly followed close to Ino towards the front door. After a few knocks, the door opened and the four were slammed with the booming sound of the music. It wasn’t (Y/n) at the door. It was their other friend, Haruto.

“Look who it is! My man, how you been dude?” Haruto did a short handshake with Ino and pulling him in for a hug, their hands together in between them.

“I’ve been alright, pretty busy with work y’know that kinda shit.” Ino let go of his friend as he walked in behind Haruto.

“Who are these guys? I’m Haruto nice to meet you all.” Haruto was taller than them all. He had black, coily hair and dark skin. He was a little skinny but he had some muscle, a little less than Ino.

“these are students at the school. They wanted to come so I asked (Y/n) if I could bring ‘em.” Ino explained.

“I’m Yuji Itadori,”

Nobara Kugisaki.”

“Fushiguro.”

“Nice to meet you all. You tryna see (Y/n) Ino? She’s been excited to see you.” He smirked at his shorter friend, it seemed he also knew about Ino’s crush on the girl.

“Yeah that’d be cool.” Ino chuckled a little at his friends face he turned around and waved for the others to follow him. They went through many people, towards the kitchen. I girl was sitting on the kitchen counter laughing a Jason Vorhees mask covering her face. She held a large, fake machete in her hand.

“Aye (Y/n) look who I founddd!” Haruto shouted as he pulled Ino with him towards the girl. She turned to look at them and you could see her eyes crinkcle through the eye holes as if she were smiling. People made ‘ooos’ and teasing noises as they saw it was Ino he was holding.

“Is that my Ino?” The girl hopped off the counter and ripped her mask off her face revealing her smile.

“that’s me,” Ino said as he embraced (Y/n) she was a little shorter than him, she stepped on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek.

“You guys must be Fushiguro, Yuji and Kugisaki!” I’m (Y/n) I’m glad you guys could make it!” She pointed to each one as she said their names. “I love your costume by the way Kugisaki!” She smiled at the girl.

“Thanks!” Nobara replied. Yuji reached out to shake (Y/n)s hand.

“Oh we know who you are, Ino wouldn’t shut up about you in the walk here.” Yuji blurted out as he looked to a now blushing Ino.

“You talk about me Ino?” She poked him in his stomach with her fake weapon, “you’re so cute,” she squeezed his arm then went to hold his hand. “Come on, I’ll show you guys around, introduce you guys to people.” (Y/n) drags Ino around the younger crowd filling behind. She did what she said she would, showed them were the food and drinks were and introduced then them to a few people. “Anddd yeah, those are a few people. If you guys need anything Ino and I will most likely be in the kitchen, the bathrooms down that hall by the way. I know you’re all underage but if you want to drink a beer I really don’t give a shit. You can come hang with us to I don’t mind the company. Later we’ll probably play seven minutes in heaven or cards against humanity, maybe all, I don’t know.” she shrugged her hand still holding tightly against Ino’s she then turned around with a wave before dragging Ino away.

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after about majority of the people left (Y/n) called over Megumi, Yuji, and Nobara to play seven minutes in heaven. Yuji and Nobara wanted to play but Megumi sat behind them just watching. (Y/n) and Ino sat alongside each other. Everyone’s name was written on a piece of paper and was being drawn out of a hat.

“pstt Nobara,” (Y/n) called the younger girl over. Nobara turned her head to the girl. “Come site next to me.” She said as she patted the space on the carpeted floor next to hers. Yuji was sitting in the other side of Ino already. Haruto held the hat with names. He had already drew 2 names and they were about 3 minutes into their session. After their 7 minutes they both walked out blushing messes.

“Our next victims of the night areeee,” he drew out the are, he then whistled and announced the names, (Y/n) and Ino,” he smirked at the 2 and out the hat down. He started pushing the 2 to the closet.

“Ok y’all, have fun, don’t get too into it theirs minors out here. Any way your time starts,” he closed the closet, “now!” They both stared at each other in the darkness.

“(Y/n)?”

“Ino?”

I’ve got something important to tell you and you might already know what I’m gonna say.”

“Hit me. What do you have to say?”

“I love you (Y/n). I’ve loved you since the day I met you. I thought you were beautiful, shit, I knew you were beautiful, the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen. You still are. I love your humor and how you’re always able to make me laugh, the way you’re so understanding when I tell you about my missions and how I want to become a 1st grade sorcerer. I love how supportive you are of me. I love everything about you. Everything expect the way you make me terrified. Terrified that because I’m telling you this you can take it 2 ways and I’d be terrified if you’d pick the worse. You can return or reject these feelings but either way I’ll still be scared. I don’t wanna lose such an amazing person like you because of how I feel. So please (Y/n), I’m begging you, don’t let this change us if you don’t reciprocate the feeling.” Ino was out of breathe as he finished speaking. He spoke quickly and said allat withing about 3 breaths.

“Oh Ino. My Ino. You really think I wouldn’t think of you the same?” She stood on her tiptoes again and kissed him on his left cheek. “You’re my everything. Ever since 8th grade I’ve never been able to think of a boy the same way I think about you. You’re sweet-” she then kissed his right cheek, “caring-“ she kissed his forehead, “handsome-“ she kissed his jaw, “charismatic-“ she kissed the crown of his head, “and perfect-“ she then kissed his lips.

Ino flinched back but slowly eased back in. He loved the girl and she knew it. She loved him and he knew it. They were made for each other. Their lips fit perfectly together. His large hand slid down to the small of her back the other resting on her ass. One of her hands was against his chest, the other tediously playing with his hair sticking out under his black hat. (I didn’t know if I should call it a hat, mask, shiesty idfk 😭) he teased her bottom lip with a swipe of his tongue and she opened her mouth. He slid his tongue in and started exploring every inch. He leaned her up against the wall of the small closet. She started sliding her hand off of his chest down his hard abdomen. She then found the hem of his sweater. She messed around with it before sliding her hand underneath his sweater. They pulled apart to catch a breath. (Y/n) lowered them to the ground and straddled his lap. She then placed her soft lips against his neck and started kissing up and down. She then got to a spot and started sucking. A small whimper rolled off Ino’s tongue. Along with the sucking on his neck she started grinding against him. He started moaning with all the tension she was creating. His hand still layed against her ass but his other moved to her head. Holding it as she sucked until red-violet marks were left. They then heard an alarm go off outside the closet.

“Times up guys,” Haruto sung on the other side of the closet. (Y/n) giggled as she kissed Ino one last time on the lips before she got off him and helped him up.

“you might wanna cover that up.” She poked at his neck which displayed multiple dark spots she had left in him. He chuckled and held her hand.

“I’m good, shows everyone I’m yours.”

“that’s cool too, obviously,” she then looked down and almost bursted out laughing. “You gunna show everyone that to?” This caused Ino to look down at his pants. His erection looked like it was fighting to be let out of his pants.

“Shit (Y/n), the things you do to me.” He blushed and covered his crutch with his hands. He followed extremely close behind (Y/n) when they walked out of the closet. They all immediately saw the marks on Ino’s neck and got loud. Yuji patted Ino on the back and Nobara whispered to (Y/n).

“Damn girl, I see you!” She laughed as she stared intensely at Ino’s neck. (Y/n) laughed and turns to Ino. They sat back down as Haruto began to pull out the next names. (Y/n) had her arm resting in Ino’s shoulder as her fingers delicately tangled in his brown locks. She then leaned close to his ear and whispered to him, “ I can help you with that after the party.” Ino turned to her and her eyes flickered down to his hands still covering his erection. He nodded and leaned over to kiss her cheek. Let’s end it saying this, That after party was fire 🔥🔥‼️.

#ino takuma #ino #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #female reader #imagine #ino takuma x reader #takuma ino x reader

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sttoru · 7 months

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♯ 𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊.

⟣ sypnosis. kento has been extremely busy lately, going on business trips and so forth. he decides to surprise you by coming back earlier than expected. that’s how you end up finding your lover on top of you, showering you in his affection at 3 in the morning.

⟣ tags. nanami kento x female reader. fluff, bit of angst, suggestive towards the end. reader gets called 'sweetheart, angel, dear' wc: 1.8k

⟣ note. okayokay finally an adition to my event heheh ive almost forgotten about it but then i saw this prompt & was like . ok nanami , i must write this rnnn no delaying anymore so here i am :3 its also very bad. i hate it sm LOL i hope u at least like it t_t

kento often asks himself why he had returned to the world he despised — the jujutsu society; his old high school. the sprawling curses everywhere are the main cause of his current misery.

he had been sent out on missions left and right, not catching a break in hopes of reducing any more civilian causalities than necessary. kento had even thought that maybe his previous 9-5 job wasn’t as bad as he had considered it.

overtime was every day for the sorcerer now. that wasn’t the worst thing - no - the fact that he was pratically living a long distant relationship with his beloved irritated him most.

a thought he had in his high school days reoccured in a moment of distress: ‘why not leave all those missions to gojo?’

you were still pretty understanding of his situation. kento appreciated that, though the guilt still ate away at him whenever he tried to sleep. an empty bed welcomed him each time he re-entered his hotel room — you saw the exact same scenery when returning home to your shared apartment.

both of you were adults; both knowing that life was unfair. the two of you being unable to see each other from time to time was a part of your life. kento and you still maintained a healthy relationship. that was all that really mattered in the end.

11:49PM. . . tonight wasn’t unlike any other night; you were preparing yourself to go to bed—changing into your pyjamas after showering, snuggling to a pillow under the covers and texting your lover one last message.

‘good luck on your mission as always! stay safe, i love you.’

you stare at your phone screen for a minute longer than intended. even if you tried to be mature about it — you longed for kento’s warmth and undivided attention. you want him with you, his strong arms holding you to his chest as you rest, his deep voice sending shivers down your spine in the best way possible.

you sigh defeatedly and put your phone down on your nightstand. just two days until you could see your partner again. you can hold onto that hope to keep you calm.

despite you trying to stay positive, you tossed and turned in your bed as you thought about kento’s safety. there was always a chance of him not coming home to you — always the possibility of that bed to be empty for the rest of your life.

all you could do was pray for his safety in your head whilst your eyes eventually closed from fatigue, your mind drifting off to a deep slumber.

03:14AM. . . kento opens the door he had wished to have opened way earlier. the door that lead to the place where his heart lays; the person who claimed his heart and soul for eternity. you.

he didn’t think he’d actually do it. kento had originally planned to finish his last job as soon as possible and then get home afterwards, but there seemed to be a change in routine.

the special grade sorcerer simply assigned the mission to ino — the person whom he could trust most to finish the job in one piece. as much as kento dislikes to put his juniors in possible risky situations, there are also situations where it’s fine to depend on them. besides, the mission could easily be done by a grade one sorcerer.

kento sighs. the familiar scent of your home was one he could recognise from miles away. one that could calm his nerves instantly. it was that same distinctive scent you carry; thus why your lover sometimes calls you his home.

‘i can’t wait to be home’ ‘i want to be home’ ‘i’m going home’ — all these sentences, which kento has uttered before in earlier conversations, weren’t referring to a place. rather to a person he held dear.

“oh, my sweetheart.” the blonde man whispers under his breath as his eyes catch the shape of your figure under the blankets. he quietly enters the master bedroom and closes the door behind him, not making a sound as to not interrupt your well-deserved sleep.

kento slowly undoes his dotted tie, along with the upper buttons of his blouse. he probably needs to go take a good shower before he could settle down with you — but that’d risk waking you up.

you look extremely angelic in his eyes. especially with your left cheek squished by the soft pillow your head rests on. you never once fail to convince him that you are indeed the woman of his dreams; the woman kento ever had and will have eyes for. it’s like you get more attractive to him as the days go on.

“mh,” your sudden and soft groan makes him realise just how disturbing his behaviour could be interpreted as. kento’s body was hovering over your sleeping one and he was just. . . staring at you with a soft smile. a smile which he didn’t even notice had permanently found its place on his weary face.

kento sits down on the edge of the mattress, callused hand gently tucking you in properly, putting the blanket over your shoulders to make sure you didn’t get cold. he can’t rest if you’re not comfortable— even if he himself was exhausted to the point his eyes were starting to feel heavy.

yet that exhaustion doesn’t last long. it never does when kento’s able to see you again after a tiring week of countless missions and other jobs. your presence alone grants him the energy to stay awake and take care of you. and himself. you’re the reason he keeps it going.

“i love you so much, my beautiful girl — my angel.”

kento sure was a romantic. even when you’re unaware and asleep.

he couldn’t help it; the feeling stirring inside of him. the feeling of adoration and love for you. you are simply resting, yet kento felt an urge to kiss you all over, show you the unending love he has for you. but. . that’d probably be disturbing your peace. you are sleeping after all. he

not that that would stop kento.

your eyes flutter open due to a sudden presence hovering over you. your entire face and neck area was feeling ticklish, like someone was placing tens of kisses all over the skin.

strands of blonde hair is the first thing showing up in your blurry vision. kento’s face follows afterwards as his head tilts back up, the warmth against your jawline disappearing along with it —

“ah, i’m sorry.” a low and almost guilty chuckle tumbles out of his sore throat. the visible confusion on your face makes him let out another, “shh, shh, it’s just me, sweetheart.”

your arms flew around kento’s torso the second the realisation dawns upon you. your heart went from a slow pace to one that caused your entire body to warm up immediately; the adorable reaction and increase in heart rate not going unnoticed by your lover.

you wordlessly hug him — almost still in shock by the sudden appearance. kento doesn’t fight off your tight embrace, instead, welcomes it with open arms. the delicate kisses on your skin continue, each being placed with precision whilst one of his hands keeps your head tilted a little — rough fingers being a contrast of the gentle grip they had on your jaw.

“i missed you lots,” kento murmurs, eyes closed as he basks in the warmth of your body, his lips refusing to let go of your neck, “i couldn’t wait anymore. i couldn’t be separated from you any longer or i’d lose it.”

his gruff voice sounded even deeper than it usually would. maybe due to the overuse of it during his missions. the lone thought makes you pout — the thought of kento working super hard just to provide for you both.

“i missed you more, love.” you mumble, bottom lip trembling a little as kento’s hug triggers a whole lot of emotions in you. his hugs were special, his muscular arms giving you a sense of comfort you couldn’t find anywhere. no one could hug you like he did, “you did well. you did so well.”

those were all the words kento needed. his lips come to halt right above your collarbone, his breath a bit heavy from how much he's holding himself back from doing more. one hand moves from your cheek to your waist, fingers toying with the fabric of your shirt.

“thank you, dear.” kento says. his words carrying a load of unending affection. your simple words of appreciation and encouragement makes him shiver in delight. this is what he longed for; this is what he did it all for.

it was clear. the answer to his question - of why he had returned to the jujutsu world, to become a teacher at his former high school - it was all for you. to be able to be with you, see you and hold you like this. to have someone like you appreciate all of his efforts.

“may i?” kento asks through a quiet whisper as he gently removes the blanket covering your figure, his eyes darting down towards your cleavage. he's asking for permission to cross that barrier — to cover you in the love you deserve.

you just stare at the blonde man above you for a second. you watch as he climbs onto the bed with you; the bed which was once empty and dull, now suddenly becoming your favourite place to be at. your fingertips graze against kento's sharp cheekbones. a habit you always did when you were appreciating his looks.

“go right ahead.” you answer with a confirming nod.

both of you were touch starved and had been deprived from each other's embrace for way too long. now was the perfect time to make up for all the time lost.

kento wasn’t going to let the opportunity slip past him. he smiles at you, a gentle and handsome smile, whilst a few of his blonde locks fall over his left eye — his hands already prying away the blanket covering your shape. it was time to show you just how much he has longed for you.

“hold on to me, sweetheart. i’m not stopping until you realise just how much i’ve missed all of you.”

#sttoru writes.#jjk x reader #jjk fluff #nanami x reader #jjk x y/n #jjk x you #nanami kento x reader #nanami x y/n #nanami x you #jjk fic #jjk fanfic

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Pairing: Gojo Satoru x Female Reader

Summary: Every choice Satoru makes just seems to be digging himself into a deeper hole. But when it comes to you, he can’t seem to help himself.

Story Warning: Smut, Vaginal Sex, Toxic Behavior, Cheating, Protected Sex (wrap it up kids), Jealousy, Obsessive Behavior, Exes to Lovers (for a lil bit), Gojo is sprung on reader real bad, Dumb Stupid Idiot Satoru, Downbad Satoru

Gojo art by: Ilameys (used with permission)

Available to read on Ao3!

AN: Gojo has been eating my brain so I had to get something out. I've been obsessively listening to LIMBO by keshi and had it on repeat writing this (listen to it if you haven't!) Anyway, enjoy!

“Satoruuuuu,” an aggravating, whiny voice slurs. “Can you get me another drink pleaseeeee?”

“Hm? Oh, sure.”

Satoru rises from his seat on the couch, running his fingers through his silky white hair. He leaves his girlfriend to chat with her friends as he makes his way to the kitchen for yet another drink. Really, he should cut her off and take her home. She’s insufferable when she gets a drop of liquor in her, not that she’s any less annoying when she’s sober. All the whining, all the clinginess, all the slurring of his name as she wraps herself all around him. It used to be cute when they first started dating a year ago. Now it’s just suffocating. But Satoru sucks it up, though he’s not entirely sure why. Maybe because when she drinks, he doesn’t have to deal with actually trying to have a conversation with her. She’s a bit more tolerable after a few drinks. Annoying still, but less so.

He maneuvers through the crowd of the house party he’s currently attending. It’s packed, the scent of alcohol heavy in the air. Leave it to Suguru to go all out when he’s back in town. The guy invited practically everyone from their time in high school. Since arriving, Satoru’s already run into Mei Mei, Ino, Utahime (unfortunately) and surprisingly Nanami. There’s even students from the Ainu Technical School here. He had no idea Suguru even knew them.

Regardless, Satoru is happy to see everyone. He stops every so often to chat with old classmates as he wanders towards the kitchen. Everyone seems to be doing well for themselves since graduating high school, which Satoru is glad for. No matter how life went, he always wished everyone well.

And life was good for Satoru, too. At 26 years old, he certainly couldn’t complain about much. He’d graduated from high school, gone to college, had a hell of a great time during his undergrad career, got himself a well paying cushy sales job. And he had a girlfriend that he…had been with for awhile. Life couldn’t be better for him.

So why did it always feel like something was missing?

Satoru enters the enormous kitchen and makes a beeline to the assortment of drinks lined along the built-in bar. Of course Suguru has a built-in bar in his kitchen with an array of pre-made cocktails to choose from. Always such a great host when he’s not traveling to clean up celebrity messes for his PR firm.

“Satoru!” A man’s voice sings behind him as an arm slings across his shoulders.

“Haibara,” Satoru greets him. “Back for another drink?”

Satoru grabs one of the plastic party cups from the counter and pours one of the cocktails into it; something fruity and syrupy. He might’ve given it a try if the overwhelming smell of tequila didn’t burn his nostrils. He thinks of his girlfriend, knowing she will definitely feel like shit by the end of the night.

“Hm?” Haibara shakes his head, his raven hair whipping with the movement. “No way. One is enough for me. I have early practice tomorrow. Coach says my swing needs work, so not willing to fuck that up.” Ah right. Satoru had totally forgotten that Haibara played tennis professionally now. He nods, listening to his friend fill him in on what his plans for tomorrow are. Haibara’s wide brown eyes follow Satoru’s movements as he fills his cup. “You, though? I never see you drink at these things?”

Satoru shakes his head. “Not for me. For my girlfriend.”

Haibara’s signature, open-mouthed grin spreads wide across his face. “Oh! You’re still dating her? Wow. Good for you, man.”

Something about the surprise in Haibara’s tone takes Satoru aback, brows knitting at this. “Why’d you say it like that?”

Haibara crosses his arms, his smile melting away with a sigh. “I mean…” Haibara sighs your name quietly. “The two of you were together for a long time before you broke up after high school. We all thought you’d still be together, but if you could end that relationship, I’m just a little surprised you’re still with this one. That’s all. But if you’re happy...”

Just hearing your name on Haibara’s tongue has Satoru’s stomach twisting in knots. He hasn’t seen or spoken to you in years, something he’s been wanting to change for a long time but too cowardly to do so.

Satoru nods, giving Haibara a weak smile. He can admit that his girlfriend was…not the least bit interesting, annoying and did little for him. But he enjoyed her company sometimes.

“Just don’t be surprised if one of us leaves with Y/N tonight, though,” Haibara jokes, throwing his head back with an obnoxious chuckle.

What?

Satoru feels his heart leap into his throat as his crystalline eyes dart rapidly over every occupant in the kitchen, only seeing the familiar faces of his old classmates and a few strangers. There’s no sign of you. Maybe Haibara was just fucking with him.

Satoru laughs to save face, albeit awkwardly. “Funny,” he mutters, staring down into the drink meant for his current girlfriend, though now his thoughts are only occupied with you.

“Hey man, I need to get back to my girl, so I’ll catch you later,” Satoru tells his old friend.

“Yeah, later! Hey!” Haibara calls out to him and Satoru turns briefly. “Let’s get together to play some time!”

“Yeah, sure. Text me!” Satoru calls back, waving as he exits the kitchen. Unlikely, but he appreciates the effort.

Satoru shoulders through the crowd again, carefully holding onto the red cup in hand so it doesn't spill. He takes his time getting back, a new goal in mind: find you. Are you actually here? Or was Haibara just trying to mess with him? His heart pounds hard in his chest as he moves, eyes scanning every face he sees.

It’s been seven long years since Satoru last spoke to you - his first real crush, his first real girlfriend, his first time. His first everything. He wonders if you’ve thought about him at all in this time. He’d be surprised if you did. Things didn’t exactly end well between you two.

......

Seven Years Ago

You and Satoru dated all through high school. Satoru, a star athlete, played many sports and you supported him through them all, cheering for him at every game and helping him with his practice. You two were inseparable. If you weren’t at Satoru’s place, he was at yours. The love was deep between you two and a promise was made that you’d always be together.

But life didn’t always happen the way you wanted. The joy and excitement of being accepted into your dream schools did not last long when you realized you’d be going to school thousands of miles away and oceans apart. It was the first time a true test of your relationship was presented. Satoru was staying in Japan for college while you were headed overseas. Could your relationship survive the distance?

The first few months apart weren’t so bad. Satoru was making friends, excelling at school and becoming quite popular. You were also busy with your new life and hobbies. You made time for each other when you could. But it wasn’t enough. The loneliness Satoru felt without you was all consuming and it was only a matter of time before he found himself sending fewer texts, calling less, absorbed in the newness of college life.

Satoru loved you so much, but he wasn’t an idiot. He knew the likelihood of a long distance relationship surviving was slim regardless of who it was. It wasn’t for lack of trying, but the trying part was becoming more burdensome than he wanted.

And it wasn’t as though you had done anything wrong. This feeling Satoru was experiencing was all on him. You made the effort to keep in touch, to call when you could. And you still wanted it to work. But if Satoru were honest, he just wanted to enjoy his time in school without the constant worry of pleasing someone who he never saw unless it was behind a screen. It was selfish of him, but he wanted to have fun. This was a new world and he wanted to be free to explore it.

So he ended things.

He’ll never forget the quiet sobs on the other end of the phone as he sat in silence after uttering the words, “I don’t think this is going to work out anymore”.

His heart ached listening to your hushed pleas for him to not do this, to not end things this way. But it was for the best. In the long run, you’d be happier. He’d be happier and what was that corny saying again?

If you love something, set it free? Satoru thinks that’s what he did that day.

And you were so upset. Rightfully so. You loved Satoru. You were each other’s first kiss, first times before you left for college, first loves. You’d quite literally given everything to each other. But Satoru couldn’t commit to you anymore. He didn’t want to. He wanted to enjoy college, live his life. It may be selfish of him, but he didn’t see it that way. It was his chance to grow.

Even after all of your pleading, he stuck to his guns. It was torture, listening to you tearfully beg him not to do this to you. He had to end this.

So he told you he’d met someone else, that he couldn’t be with you anymore because there was another woman he wanted to be with. The stretch of silence was painful, Satoru quietly waiting to see if you had anything to add. The call ended with you hanging up in his face with only a choked sob as the last thing he’d heard.

Adjusting to life without you proved difficult at first. Satoru isn’t embarrassed to admit he moped around campus for a while before he was able to start trying to move on. After that, the next few months of college were great. Satoru was Mr. Popular, quickly rising to the top of his collegiate sports team. He was the life of any party he went to, the center of attention wherever he went.

Life should’ve felt perfect.

But as the months passed, Satoru found his mind occupied with the thought of you at the worst times.

While his professor discusses marketing strategies, Satoru’s mind wanders to you.

What are you doing right now?

When he’s at practice getting berated by the coach for poor blocking form, he knows he can’t tell him it’s because he’s distracted by the thought of you.

Who are you with?

When he’s giving another girl his number at a party, planning to hook up later, he pushes back the memory of the first time he’d spoken to you.

Where are you?

When he finds himself between another girl's legs that same night, he squeezes his eyes shut, picturing you and biting his tongue as he tries his best not to moan your name.

Do you still think about him?

The months soon stretch into a year and Satoru hopes this intense yearning he has for you will just fade away. He’s not so lucky. If anything, he thinks about you more. He checks your social media profiles to find you’ve removed him as a friend on everything. Of course you did. He ripped your heart in two. There was no way you’d allow him access back into your life. Your accounts are all private, so he can’t see anything and he’s not willing to ask a mutual friend about what you’ve been up to. It only makes him a little bit crazy that you’ve put up this wall between you two so he has no access to you.

Another six months pass and Satoru works up the nerve to text you for the first time since you’d broken up. He hopes you’ll reply. It’s been more than a year. You can’t possibly still be upset, can you? He can admit that he could have handled the way he ended things better, sure. But if he can get past it, you can too, right?

You never respond.

More months pass by and soon another year. One late night, Satoru slips into his apartment after a failed hookup. He pulls his phone out, scrolling through his contacts to find your name. You didn’t reply to his last text. He doubts you’ll respond to this one, but he takes a deep breath and shoots off a message to you before he changes his mind.

Days later, you finally respond. You chat for a while, sending messages back and forth. Generic things, really. Just catching up. Until one night Satoru musters up the courage to call you.

“Hello?” You answer. There’s soft music in the background and Satoru wonders what you’re up to. Are you home? Maybe you’re relaxing and the music is on for background noise. Or maybe you’re with someone, listening to music to set the mood. There’s an unpleasant twist that forms in his stomach at the thought.

“Hey,” he says easily, though he can barely hear your voice over the rapid pounding of his heart. “I figured a phone call may be easier than just texting. What are you doing?”

“Oh, yeah, that makes sense.” He hears you shuffling around, then the quiet click of a door closing as the music fades out. “I’m actually at a friends for dinner.”

A friend. He wants to ask more about your friend, but he knows he has no right to that information anymore.

“Sorry to interrupt your night,” he tells you, hoping his voice doesn’t betray how tense he is. His heart feels like it’s about to beat out of his chest.

“It’s fine. I have a couple minutes to spare.” You sound relaxed. Like speaking to Satoru doesn’t have the same effect on you as it does on him. Like talking to him is just like talking to anybody else. He knows it’s his own fault it’s this way, but it still stings. “Did you need something?”

You.

That’s what Satoru wants to say. More than anything, he wants to tell you that he wants you back, that he needs you back. He wants to tell you he made a mistake breaking up with you, that he’s so sorry. He wants to ask that you’ll please forgive him.

Satoru wants to say he regrets his decision to call it quits. Wants to admit that he should have made more of an effort to make it work out and not have been so fucking weak. He wants to tell you that if you’re willing to give it another try he is, too.

That’s what he wants.

Because after everything, he still l–

“Satoru?” You repeat your question and Satoru realizes he’s let the silence hang in the air between you both for far too long.

“Oh, I jus–”

“Babe? Dinner’s ready. Do you want any wine with yours?” A deep voice cuts through the quiet and Satoru feels his heart drop hearing someone else call you by the name that was once meant for only his use. He hears soft shuffling and hushed whispers and a “sorry, I thought you were off the phone, babe. You were quiet–”

He can tell you’ve muted your phone. He can’t hear anything anymore. The looming silence makes Satoru want to hang up on you so he can swallow the bitterness he feels. So you had moved on, found someone else who gets to treat you the way Satoru should have. It’s fair. It’s been years since you two had broken up. You’d barely started speaking again. Of course you would find someone new. You were perfect and anyone would be an idiot to let you go. Much like Satoru was.

His thumb lingers over the end call button on his screen…and then you’re back just before he presses it.

“Sorry about that,” you breathe. “Anyway, did you need something, Satoru?”

“That your friend?” Satoru asks, ignoring your question completely. He can’t even pretend it’s not because he wants to know who the hell was calling you ‘babe’.

You clear your throat. “No, ah…that’s my boyfriend,” you finally tell him.

The silence falls over you again for a few seconds, Satoru trying to find his words. Again, it’s fair for you to date someone else. Satoru had ended things. He lost his right to be jealous when he did. And yet, against his better judgment, he leans into the bitterness he felt moments ago, forcing out a laugh. “Good! Oh, that’s good for you. Glad you found someone.”

“...Thanks?”

Satoru hums. “Yeah. I mean, glad we both moved on. I was actually worried when I was calling that you’d still be hung up on me or something.” He winces, but laughs awkwardly again. Knows he just shot himself in the foot. Maybe you’ll just laugh it off, take it as a bad joke.

“Yeah.” Your voice is clipped, short. “Okay, well, it was great catching up with you, Satoru. I have to go now.”

Fuck fuck fuck.

“Got it. Well, have fun at your din–”

The line goes dead.

Satoru tosses his phone to the side, throws himself back on his bed with a groan.

“Idiot.”

You don’t return any more of his calls or texts.

......

Present

Satoru’s feet carry him through the crowd, conversation drifting through the air. He can hear Utahime yelling at Suguru and Satoru resists the damn near instinctual urge to turn towards the screeching so he can join Suguru in whatever antics set her off. It’s always funny seeing how red her face gets. He also hears the sounds of Shoko’s airy laugh as she catches up with Nanami and Ijichi. An odd group, he thinks, but Satoru doesn’t have time to dwell on it because he hears the sweet sound of your laugh and–

Wait.

He stops in his tracks, the drink in his hand sloshing with the abrupt halt. He turns his head to peer over the crowd, but he doesn’t see anything, doesn’t see you. Maybe his mind is playing tricks on him. There’s no way you’d actually be here. You’re overseas. At least, he thinks you may be overseas. That’s the last thing he knew about you for certain. Satoru’s not sure what you’re up to these days. He hasn’t asked, afraid of what the answer will be. He’s not sure he could handle knowing you’re potentially engaged or happily married. Hell, he’s not sure he could handle knowing if you’re dating someone.

His piercing blue gaze finally lands on you and he realizes Haibara was actually not joking about someone potentially leaving with you tonight. Because you’re right there, off to the side of the crowd with some man, giggling at whatever he’s saying.

Satoru knows it’s you, even from a distance. He couldn’t mistake those beautiful eyes for anyone else's, the way they crinkle ever so slightly in the corners when you smile. He could never mistake those luscious, glossed lips he loved to kiss. You’re all smiles, as stunning as he remembers.

Everything keeps moving as time seems to stand still only for Satoru, his eyes never leaving you. And he knows he’s at this party with someone else. That’s what he should be focused on, but you’re all he cares about right now. His gaze locks onto your lips, following the curve of your smile, the way your tongue darts out just a bit to run along your bottom lip, the way those lips form your words.

You may still hate him after all this time, but Satoru wants to talk to you. He almost wants to get just close enough for you to notice him. Maybe you’ll make the first move and talk to him.

‘What the fuck am I doing?’ He thinks, lips pursed in concentration.

He should get back to his actual girlfriend. He’s been gone for too long. She’s bound to come looking for him if he doesn’t get back to her soon. Yeah, he’ll just go back. Talking to you won’t be good for him anyway –

The man you’re speaking to leans forward, his lips moving to your ear and Satoru, with his eyes still glued to your lips, feels his blood boil as he watches them part with what he’s pretty sure is a sigh. When he sees your hand come up to lay on the other man’s arm, his nostrils flare with irritation. When you smirk at what the man is whispering, he feels his jaw tighten. And when the other man’s hand comes to land on your waist, Satoru’s feet move before he even realizes what he’s doing.

As he approaches, the man steps away, a slick grin on his face and you roll your eyes, shaking your head and giggling. Are you actually flirting with this guy? It’s only as he gets closer that Satoru can better make out who it is; poorly done bleach job, shitty eyeliner around his eyes, and too many ear piercings. It’s just Naoya Zenin. From what Satoru remembers, you hated that fucker all of high school.

Unless something’s changed and suddenly you’re into him? Is this who you’re dating now?

Satoru wants to be pissed, but this may work in his favor. If you could be on good terms with Naoya, who you absolutely despised for as long as you’d known him, then maybe you had room in your heart to forgive him for being such a piece of shit to you all those years ago.

Your eyes drift over to Satoru as he approaches you both. And you hardly react, only offering him a small smile before your attention drifts back to Naoya. And though a tiny curve of your lips is something, the lack of a reaction kind of annoys the shit out of him.

“Hey,” Satoru greets, mainly directed towards you because fuck Naoya.

“Hi, Satoru.” You fold your arms over your chest, eyes coming back to meet his. God, you’re as pretty as Satoru remembers you being. This close to you, Satoru can see how much you’ve changed. And time has been very good to you. You’re still beautiful in the youthful way Satoru remembers, but you’re grown now. His eyes trail down your frame quickly, drinking in the way you’ve filled out.

“Gojo…” Naoya says with clear disdain in his voice.

“Zenin.”

And it’s quiet now. Awkward. But it doesn’t matter to Satoru. His eyes are only on you.

You pull your gaze away from Satoru and back to Naoya.

“You look great,” Satoru tells you, sipping the drink meant for his girlfriend to keep himself from potentially following up with something stupid. He grimaces slightly at the taste before trying to cover it with a lopsided grin.

And you give him the same grin back, a little shy. It’s cute.

“Thanks, Satoru. You look good, too.”

“I didn’t know you were back in town.”

“Yeah, I’ve been back for a few months now. Just settling back in and working,” your brows knit together as you lean to the side to glance around Satoru. “I’m surprised Suguru didn’t tell you since I just had lunch with him like two days ago.”

He realizes you must be looking for Suguru when you straighten your stance again. Deep in his mind, Satoru makes a mental note to have a word with Suguru about this later. Next to him, Naoya snorts and Satoru has to resist saying something that will surely end with them in a fight. You must sense the tension because you ask Naoya if he can grab you a drink which prompts an eye roll from him, but he goes anyway.

“Doubt he’ll be back,” you mutter to Satoru with a smirk. “That asshole wants to hook up so bad it’s pathetic,” a soft chuckle rushes past your lips.

“Not interested, then?” Satoru jokes, a smile spread across his face.

You narrow your eyes, “Ha ha. You know I hate that guy. He won’t be back anyway. No way he’s gonna waste time getting a drink for someone who isn’t fucking him at the end of the night.”

If you weren’t still watching Naoya push his way through the crowd of partygoers, you may have seen Satoru visibly deflate.

“Ah, good to know you haven’t lowered your standards,” Satoru says and you laugh. The sound makes Satoru’s head spin. It’s been so long since he’s heard it.

“I don’t think my standards could ever be low enough to fuck Naoya,” you clarify, nose crinkling in disgust. Satoru chuckles at your reaction, watching as you shift uncomfortably before him. You fidget with the hem of your dress before you speak again.

“It’s actually really good to see you, Satoru.”

“Is it really?”

“Yeah, I’ve been meaning to reach out for a while. Life just got away from me.”

Satoru’s brows lift in surprise. “Reach out for what?” Your eyes are boring into his, wide and surveying, peering into his soul. Just the way they always did.

“I just felt like things left off on such a sour note with us. And you reached out trying to build a friendship and at the first sign of things getting weird, I just…ran. Didn’t look back. You were trying and I wasn’t. You didn’t deserve that.”

He knows you’re referring to the last time you’d spoken, though he’s not sure why you’re the one trying to apologize.

“And I just wanted to say I’m sorry for being a terrible friend to you.”

You always were way too sweet to him. He didn’t deserve that.

“I should be apologizing to you,” Satoru shakes his head. “I was still jealous back then. When I said I was worried you were still hung up on me, it’s because I was trying to cover up the fact that I was still hung up on you. Hearing your boyfriend call you babe–”

“Ex-boyfriend,” you interrupt, a soft smile gracing your features. Satoru smirks.

“Hearing your ex-boyfriend call you babe, it just…made me feel a lot of things I didn’t understand at the time. I shouldn’t have said what I did to set you off. I’m sorry.”

It’s only been a few minutes of you talking and it already feels like a weight has been lifted, like the wall you put up all those years ago has come down. You both must look strange, just standing off in the corner alone staring and smiling at each other like you’re the only two people in the room.

You talk a bit more, catch up on life. It doesn’t take long for things to feel comfortable between you two again - for your bodies to move a little closer, for your eyes to meet more often, for your shy touches to linger a little longer.

You’ve got your hand wrapped around Satoru’s forearm, snickering at something he’s said. And when you glance up at him, there’s something in your eyes telling him it’s okay to ask this. Because Satoru is happy to know you’re not interested in Naoya, even happier to know you’ve broken up with your college boyfriend, but what he wants to know now is –

“Are you seeing anyone? Dating, I mean,” He asks while he still has the nerve and tries not to let his eyes fall to your mouth when you shake your head and draw your lower lip between your teeth.

“Nope, single and just enjoying life honestly. You?”

Yes.

“Me?” Satoru asks.

Say yes, stupid.

You nod. “Yeah, you. Are you with someone?”

Yes. Yes.

“Uhh, well…”

YES.

The voice in his head is screaming the answer, the one he knows he should give you. The one that would confirm to Satoru that even after everything he’s done, he’s not a shitty person, not a terrible boyfriend. But when he looks at you, eyes shining up at him with those pretty lips curled into a smirk, he doesn’t want anything more than to be with you.

God, he’s such a piece of shit. He knows it. He’s not even thinking about his girlfriend still sitting around waiting for him to come back. He’s got tunnel vision and the only thing he sees is you.

Say yes!

“I…am not…with someone.”

......

The door to Suguru’s master bathroom slams shut, your back pressed against it as Satoru’s lips find your neck, licking a long strip from your collarbone up to your chin.

“Ah- Toru, the door. Lock the door,” you gasp, threading your fingers into his soft tresses to pull him down for a kiss. His fingers fumble around before he finds the lock, quickly turning before he breaks the kiss to focus on your neck again, kissing and sucking, marking anywhere he can. Your hands move to glide underneath his shirt, fingers grazing over his defined muscles and you sigh just as Satoru moves away from your neck to press his lips against yours.

Soft. So soft. It’s been so long since Satoru’s had you like this. He’d forgotten your taste, your smell and right now, it feels like he can’t get enough. Fuck the liquor, he’s drunk on you.

“Can I touch you?” Satoru breathes against your mouth. And you nod, kissing him again. He groans as your lips part, tongue slipping out to glide against his lips, seeking entry. And he obliges, gives you all the access you want as your tongues tangle together. You moan into his mouth, the sound shooting straight to his cock.

The dress you’re wearing is nice, simple but fits your body beautifully. Satoru can’t wait to get underneath it. He reaches down, pulling the hem of your dress up until it’s sitting at your waist. He slips his hand into your panties, hissing when he feels how soaked you are.

“So wet for me,” Satoru whispers into the kiss. “You want me that bad, baby?”

You nod, panting hard. “Yeah, so bad, Satoru,” you moan when his fingers glide through your slick fold, back arching off the door. “Fuck, I want you so bad.”

“I’m yours, baby.”

His lips crash into yours again, fingers working tight circles against your clit. You cry out, your hands balling into fists as you cling to Satoru’s shirt. He breaks the kiss, pressing his face into your neck as one of his fingers finds your entrance, plunging in slowly. Your mouth opens with a gasp as Satoru pumps into you, curling his finger until he finds your sweet spot.

He pulls back, watches your face as he slips another finger inside. He likes the way your legs shake when he turns his fingers a certain way. And the way your back arches off the door when he presses his thumb to your clit. It’s all new to him, these reactions you’re giving. You were a lot younger when you’d first become intimate. Now, it’s clear you’re much more experienced. The thought bothers and excites Satoru.

He pulls his fingers from your core, kissing you when you poke your lip out in a pout. And then he’s bending you over the bathroom sink, pushing your dress even higher before he slips his fingers in the waistband of your panties and pulls them down.

“Fuck, I never thought I’d see you like this again,” he groans, palming himself through his pants.

“Toru, stop wasting time and fuck me, please.”

You’re a lot more demanding now too, apparently. He doesn’t mind.

“Did you miss me?” Satoru asks, because he’s dying to know. Did you think about him when you were with your boyfriend? Were you trying not to cry out Satoru’s name when you fucked him? Did you want him back as much as he wanted you?

Satoru unbuttons his jeans, pulls his pants and boxers down together, hissing as his cock springs free. He’s so fucking hard, he could cum just looking at you bent over the sink like this. But Satoru wants to savor you, wants to enjoy this moment of having you again for the first time in so long. He reaches over and pulls open one of the bathroom drawers, fishing around until he finds a condom and he mentally thanks Suguru for always being prepared.

“Tell me,” he demands, wrapping a hand around his length. He strokes himself lazily as he rips the condom open. He rolls the condom down his length, lining himself up with your entrance. “Did you miss me?”

You’re so patient, waiting quietly for Satoru. Although, he can hear your breathing becoming a little harsher in anticipation. Satoru moves behind you, lines himself up with your entrance and just before he’s about to roll his hips forward, he glances up to see his reflection in the mirror with you bent over and ready for him.

“Look at me,” he says. You look up, watching him through the reflection. Even in the dim lighting of the bathroom, Satoru can see your pupils blown wide with lust matching his own. He wants to see you, wants to see your face when you take him for the first time in so long.

“Look at me,” he tells you again.

“Okay,” you breathe.

“Tell me you missed me,” Satoru quietly demands as he pushes forward, sliding the tip through your folds and sinking in slowly.

“Fuuuuuuck,” your mouth falls slack with a moan. Satoru’s hands find your waist, holding your curves as he sinks into you. “I missed you, Toru. So much, so fucking much.”

“God, baby, you have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to hear you say that.”

He’s halfway in and he has to stop to catch his breath because hearing you moan his name like that…He may not make it all the way in without blowing his load right into the condom. You’re suffocating him, clenching onto his cock so hard he’s almost afraid to move.

“Satoru, please. Don’t stop,” you plead. He meets your gaze in the mirror again, sees the way your eyes burn with desire. Satoru pulls his hips back until only his tip sits inside you and then he rolls his hips forward, burying himself as deep in your cunt as he can.

Your walls clench down on his cock and he moans again before he starts to move, pounding into you at an unrelenting pace. You cry out his name and he keeps moving, not letting up.

Satoru brings a hand around your neck, holding your head in place so he can look at you through the mirror. He sinks into you, bending down to kiss along your neck, your shoulders, your back as he bottoms out again and again, moaning his pleasure against you.

Satoru thinks you feel like heaven. It’s the only thing he can think when he leans back and grips on to your waist again, watching your face contort in ecstasy. Every little sound you make, every moan, every sigh, every “right there” you utter brings Satoru closer and closer to his release.

Satoru has missed you. He’s missed the way your skin feels against his, missed the way your breath hitches in your throat when his cock hits just the right spot, missed touching and grabbing the soft curves of your beautiful body. Missed how your ass bounces with each thrust, cheeks spreading just enough to give him a glimpse of that tight little hole he’s never gotten the chance to have. And god, he hopes no one else has either.

More than anything though, he’s missed the way you take all of him, hug him tight like you never want to let him go. Fuck, he could live inside you and never get tired of it. The thought alone, the thought of having you all to himself again has him leaning forward, moaning into the space between your shoulders as he rocks his hips against you. The loud smacking noises of Satoru’s groin meeting your ass echo throughout the bathroom, and he doesn’t care who hears.

“Fuuuck, how are you so fucking tight, still?” Satoru groans, reminiscing on the first time he’d ever had you. An out of body experience for him, personally. Truly unforgettable.

“I’m never letting you go again,” he grunts, feeling your walls begin to flutter around him.

“Toru, I’m close,” you whimper. “So close, Toru, don’t stop.”

“Cum for me baby,” Satoru groans, hand sliding down your side to find your center again. He rubs tight circles on your clit, eyes rolling to the back of his head when he feels your pussy squeeze down on him as you cry out his name, your release crashing over you.

It’s so tight, so fucking tight Satoru thinks he might pass out. He can’t breathe, can’t think, can’t fucking see straight, you’re gripping him so hard.

“Ah- fuck, oh fuck! I’m gonna cum. Baby, I’m gonna cum,” he grits out as he pushes his cock all the way inside you, thrusting as deep as he can go as hot spurts of cum fill the condom. He leans forward, pressing his forehead against your back as you both catch your breath.

Satoru meant what he said. He never wants to let you go. He has every intention of being with you. After you’ve both come down from your highs and cleaned up, Satoru kisses you gently. He watches as you turn back to the mirror. You’re even more beautiful as you tame your messy hair, fix your makeup and adjust your dress.

“Do you wanna get out of here?” He asks, ready to make up for years worth of lost time.

Your eyes meet in the mirror, your lips tilting with a small smile. “Yeah, let’s go.”

......

Fingers laced, you and Satoru weave through the party together. The crowd seems to have thinned out now with how late it’s getting. It’s the perfect time to get out of here with you, take you home and –

“Satoru! There you are!” A familiar voice squeals. The sound makes Satoru quickly yank his hand from your grip. You stop in your tracks, brows furrowing as you look up at him.

“What’s the matter?” You ask just as this person you don’t know bounds up to him and wraps her arms around Satoru’s neck, pressing a sweet kiss to his cheek before she lets go.

And Satoru isn’t sure how he hasn’t noticed this before. It seems like some sick twist of fate that it’s only now that you’re standing next to each other that he sees how eerily similar you and his girlfriend look. It makes his stomach churn.

But his girlfriend, so drunk and so sweet, turns to you and beams as she holds out her hand to you. “Hi! I don’t think we’ve met before. I’m Satoru’s girlfriend…” His stomach nearly drops into his ass. “...you are?”

God, he wishes he could teleport out of here. Or that the ground would open wide and swallow him whole, bury him 8,000 meters beneath the earth. Anything to avoid being present at this moment. He peers down at you briefly, your hand extending to shake his girlfriends for only a second. And Satoru thinks he may be imagining it, the sheer anger he can feel radiating off of your body, even as you return his girlfriend’s sweet smile.

“Satoru’s girlfriend?” You ask and he knows you’re making sure you aren’t hearing things. Because not too long ago, he told you he wasn’t tied down to anyone. “I wasn’t aware he was dating anyone.”

“Yep! Been together almost a year now,” she brags cheerily. Satoru really wishes she’d shut up for once in her damn life.

You breathe out a bitter laugh, gazing up at Satoru and he knows he’s not imagining the rage. He can see it swimming in your eyes even as you reach up, your thumb gently swiping the corner of his mouth where apparently remnants of your lip gloss remained. You hold your finger up to show him and then hold it up to show his girlfriend who five seconds ago was too drunk to notice. She seems to have sobered up quickly now, eyes focused on the lip gloss you just wiped from Satoru’s face.

You introduce yourself to her, wiping your thumb off on your dress before continuing, “And I’m sorry to tell you this, but I’m the girl who just fucked your lying boyfriend in the bathroom.”

Satoru watches in ill disguised horror as you crane your next to the side, gesturing to the marks he so stupidly made along your neck in the heat of passion. His eyes find his girlfriend who stands there, mouth agape.

“Satoru told me he wasn’t seeing anyone. If I had known it wouldn’t have happened. And believe me, it won’t ever happen again.” You turn to face Satoru one last time, gritting out, “I can’t fucking believe you. After all these years, you’re still such a piece of shit, Satoru.”

You don’t wait for a response from him, turning on your heel and storming through the crowd. Satoru watches as your back retreats, not sure what the hell he’d say even if he did catch up to you. How could he explain that he lied about his girlfriend because he wanted to spend more time with you? It’s not like he planned on fucking in the bathroom, it just happened. But there was no way you were going to give him a second of your time to try and explain.

There was no coming back from this.

When he finally loses sight of you in the crowd, Satoru reluctantly brings his gaze back down to his probably soon to be ex-girlfriend and is met with a fury similar to yours. Again, the similarities are uncanny. All the love and happiness once shining in her eyes is nowhere to be found as one question hangs in the air between them.

“Satoru, what the fuck is she talking about?”

AN: OOF, let me know what you think!

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Megumi Fushiguro and Ino Takuma x female!reader

MDNI✨

Heads up: characters are aged up in this one {18+} Smut, poly, reader has different dynamics with both men, sub!reader, sorta dom megumi, sorta dom Ino. Enjoy!

Megumi and Ino enjoyed your presence. Your calm demeanor and sweet smile reminded them of Utahime in some weird way even though you were her student. It made sense. Your constant efforts to protect them never went unnoticed. They watched you get praised by Nanami and Gojo constantly and to be honest, both of them felt a little jealous. Not because of the praise, but because of how you reacted to it. Gojo’s version of praising you was different than Nanami’s. Gojo would always lean slightly down to your level and get right in your face to tell you things that only the two of you could hear, making you nervous as he smiled at you, his minty breath hitting your face. That always made Megumi itch. He’d always thank you for protecting his students. Nanami on the other hand exchanged his praise in cordial dinners and expressing his gratitude towards you by making small talk and flashing a soft smile, ending in him paying the bill *literally every time*. Both men knew you weren’t materialistic, but wanted to give you something to always remind you of their gratitude, and that was the only way they knew how. You were always thankful.

You’ve known Megumi and Ino for a while.. your relationship with them was extremely private, the only rules were no pda outside of the privacy of your own homes. Megumi and Ino also agreed not to talk about it to anyone else either. The sorcerer world is hard enough being judged by higher ups and classmates alike.

Your relationship with both men were of different worlds. Outside of home, Megumi was very quiet and independent. He sometimes can be found by Itadori or by himself. Rarely he’d be next to you or gojo. It’s just a thing he has. The people closest to him, he’s rarely around. Megumi in private was very passionate and vocal about making you feel good, you’re his princess. His need for you to be on top riding him and to make love to you was very clear. Don’t get me started on after sex cuddles.. you need to be laying on him or under him. No in between. Ino on the other hand, in public he’s always got his eye on you, observing you like Nanami does. He’s always by your side and happy to stay there. He’s very puppy-like. In private, ino was very attentive to your moans. He hates when people outside the relationship touch you. Once Yuuji had given you a hug that lasted a little too long for Ino’s liking, he punished you in private for it, edging you the whole night while he came several times. Megumi and ino took all your social and emotional queues more serious after they further figured out how certain things made you feel.

This one night in particular really had both of them heated.

After a long mission lasted a couple weeks of tracking down and exorcising a special grade curse, you guys checked in with your mentors and shoko. The boys weren’t hurt too badly and you refused to let anyone touch you the whole ride back to Tokyo. It was a traumatic experience, but instead of confiding in your boys, you had become excessively and exceptionally difficult to them. Gojo sat next to you, dropping his blindfold. “You okay?” He asked.

You stared at your feet.

“It’s okay to not be okay sweetheart. Why don’t you let Ino and Megumi take you home huh? Maybe you just need a couple days off to rest. My office is open anytime.” Gojo said playing with some of your long hair.

“I usually don’t agree with Satoru, but Ino and Fushiguro are the most responsible for this task. You clearly need some proper care and your friends are the best people to give that to you. Please, if you understand, just nod love. I know it’s hard to speak and right now it’s hard to understand, but having a scar is better than the latter of your options right now.” Nanami caressed your hands, kneeling in front of you.

You nodded, internally biting your lip.

“Megumi, you guys can head home. Text me when you’re safe.”

Megumi nodded.

At home the boys hopped into the shower with you, washing the stained blood off of your skin carefully.

“Not so hard Fushiguro. She still needs her skin.” Ino hissed at him.

“What do you think I’m doing Ino?” Megumi asked rolling his eyes as he washed your skin.

“Being an idiot.” Ino smirked

Megumi stopped all his motion in a sarcastic manner. It made a small smile and a short giggle come from your soft lips. They both froze in place, looking at eachother with wide eyes.

“D’you hear that?” Ino smirked.

“Little angel’s got her laugh back. There’s that pretty smile.” Megumi sighed in relief.

You leaned into their touch, relieved that you were home safe with them. As they showered off with you, everything that happened felt like a blur.

“Angel, you did such a great job today. Let us spoil you.” Ino suggested.

You nodded your head in agreement, but Megumi decided he wanted to start off. He roughly kissed you and felt you up. It was thrilling. He traveled down to your waist, but since you were all naked anyways, he decided to get right to work. He sucked on your clit roughly, small moans escaping your lips as he made out with your lower ones. “Be more careful out there with us.” He said pausing for a moment. You whined.

“I’m not giving you anymore until you say yes.” Megumi stated at you.

“Fushiguro- come on that’s just cruel!” Ino cried out as you removed his dick from your mouth.

“Yes-mmph” you moaned.

“Yes what?” He said kissing around your puffy clit.

You couldn’t take it anymore, you were about to cave.

“C’mon princess just let him have it. You know he wants it bad.” Ino smirked, grabbing your face.

“Yes daddy.” You sobbed as Megumi finally let you get close on his tongue. The noises were too much for you, too overstimulating as the two men stopped their pace so you could sink down onto Ino first.

“Nice work Fushiguro, you got her all nice and wet for us. There’s no way our precious Angel can’t take us both at the same time.” Ino smiled while caressing your face.

“Calm down Ino, you’re too riled up, you’re gonna end up hurting her.”

“Oh you’re one to talk skin scraper.”

“C’mon, knock it off.”

“You know she likes it a little rough. Why don’t we just give her what she wants?” Ino said.

“Are you stupid? We need to take our time. She’s hurt.” Megumi argued

“Megs- I can take it. I want it. If it hurts too bad I’ll use the safe word.” You pouted at him.

He sighed and both of the men positioned your hole over their throbbing cocks. Megumi was the one that had your legs in the air, so he let Ino slide into you first.

“Fuck- so wet for us baby.” Ino whined.

Ino helped position you up so you could take megumi’s swollen cock as well. The two men bounced you up and down on their hard lengths, making you a moaning whimpering mess.

“God- don’t squeeze me like that.” Megumi grunted between his teeth.

“You trying to make us cum early baby?” Ino smirked at you.

“N-no! Please just keep fucking me!” You screamed out.

They obliged, bouncing you up and down on their lengths, making you their own personal flashlight in that moment. You felt them throb inside you simultaneously.

“M’so close princess.” Megumi panted, biting your neck in places you didn’t even know could feel so good.

Ino’s lips and tongue traveled all over your breasts, latching onto your right nipple. He was careful, only nipping you once or twice. He couldn’t help it.

“God you’re so tight. Isn’t she Fushiguro? She’s perfect.” Ino praised you.

Megumi grabbed your hair, balling it up in his fist as he pulled your head back to him.

“You’re so tight, I think we might cum inside- is that oky with you princess? Do you wanna be filled up with our love?” Megumi groaned in your ear.

“Gah- yes please I want it all.” You screamed out.

The two men continued their pounding on your swollen pussy, you squirted and they came right after, panting hard. You were all filled up, they were all out of breath.

They pulled out and sandwiched you in between them again as they started your aftercare routine. It wasn’t often that you three were able to have moments like this. Even though you were hurt, you still wanted every bit of this with the two of them forever. They kissed your forehead, giving you sweet words and love even though you were falling asleep fast.

“We love you, princess.”

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