#jjk requests

[satorusugurugurl]

This is kinda angsty angst. But what about one where reader got into an argument with jjk boy (maybe either satosogu, nanami, or choso) and they stop functioning or start getting reckless during missions and get really hurt. And they have a lil soft smutty smut to show reader that they love them and want them to stay on this planet.

Maybe I Should!

Pairing: Nanami Kento x FAB!Reader

Warnings: Yelling, fighting, blood, near-death experience, makeup, soft sex, fluff at the end, romance,

Word Count: 3,179

A/N: When I got this request, Nanami was the first to come to mind! I love him so much this request was made for him.

“You cannot take this mission!” Nanami snapped, cornering you against a wall. “It's too dangerous!”

“It's a grade-one curse! I'm a grade-one sorcerer; it’s an even match!” You shot back, ducking under his arm, reaching for your bags. “I’m not some fragile flower for you to protect.”

Nanami pinched the bridge of his nose, following behind you with a scowl. “This is not about me treating you like you’re fragile! I’ve read the case files! I’ve seen the damage that curse had done! This is way out of your league.” The room grew hotter with your growing rage.

“I can handle this!”

“No, you can’t!”

“Yes, I can!”

Nanami’s hand snapped forward, the veins in his arms and wrist flexed as he held onto you firmly. His touch wasn’t painful or too rough; it was gentle, allowing you to pull away at any given moment. For the first time since he told you you shouldn’t go, you stopped, turning to glance up at him. You were expecting to meet pleading eyes begging you not to go, to stay here. That gaze was nowhere to be found. Instead, you were met with a stern, cold look. One that just ticked you off even more.

You looked away as you yanked your wrist from his grasp. “I’m going; I can handle this on my own.” Your boyfriend remained silent. “I’m not one of the children at the high school.” A lump formed in your throat as you tilted your chin to give him a severe glare. “You tend to forget how strong I am. You look at me like I’m some pretty little weak housewife. I’m not!” Nanami scoffed; it was full of annoyance as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“Yes, I am aware; if you were my housewife, you would have the decency to at least listen to what I have to say!”

“If that’s what you fuckin’ want, maybe you should go out and find yourself a girl like that!”

“Maybe I should!!”

His words were like an ice pick to your gut. Those three words stole the breath from your lungs, rendering you speechless. Nanami’s honey-brown eyes didn’t meet yours; they glared down at the floor as he clenched his jaw so tight you could see the muscles in his neck twitch. You felt tears burning in your eyes; you struggled to find the words to say.

What was there to say? He had said enough. Maybe the two of you had grown apart from the missions you both kept taking. Perhaps this fight was the end of you and him.

“Love, I didn’t mean—“

“You did.” His eyes finally met yours; they were wide, full of confusion and regret. “You meant every word.” Tears blurred your vision as you wiped angrily at your eyes. “I have a plane to catch; let’s put a pin in—“ you motioned between the two of you. “us ending our relationship right now. I can’t focus on it when I have a mission.”

“Wait!” Nanami called out your name before you stormed out of the apartment, slamming the door.

The conversation, well, the fight, plagued your mind the entire way to Okinawa. His words, the anger that twisted over his face. Thinking of his reaction was a bundled mess of doubt and heartache that sat upon your chest and clouded your mind.

‘Maybe I should!’

Anger fumed within the deepest part of your soul as you lowered a veil around the abandoned shrine you were sent to cleanse. Maybe he should pull his head out of his ass! You weren’t that same high schooler that was a year younger than him! You didn’t run off to be a businessman! You stuck it out and got more scars than you could count! So maybe he should realize you could take care of yourself!

Your fuming anger blinded you as you walked through the halls, glaring around corners, trying to sense the energy of this stupid curse. But Nanami’s stupid face, the rage, regret, the sorrowfulness in his eyes when he said, ‘Maybe I should,’ left his lips crossed your mind. He turned pale when you told him you would discuss ending your relationship. Thinking about him, about what was to come for the two of you, had you stopping in your tracks.

Ending things with Nanami was the last thing you wanted to do. But he needed to come to terms with the fact that you weren’t as weak as he thought. You were as strong as him; you could handle missions independently—even grade-one curses.

A grade-one curse that came out of nowhere and slammed you against the wall so hard you saw black spots. A wheezed, pained gasp escaped you as your eyes widened in shock. It is a curse made out of thick thorns, garbling and swaying. You moved as fast as your body would allow, a thorny arm slashing over your back, causing a wretched scream to crawl up your throat as you ducked and rolled behind a pillar.

Blood soaks into your shirt, coating the fabric as you pull out your talisman paper. Using blood from your cheek, you scribble out ‘purify’ over the parchment before embedding your cursed energy into it. Blue energy flowed around it as you rolled out from behind the pillar, tossing it towards the cursed spirit. Despite the fact the talisman was written on paper, your cursed technique made all your talismans hit your targets like daggers.

As your talisman struck the curse in the center of the face, it screamed in pain before it dissipated into black smoke, fading away. You let out a pained whine as you limped forward, glaring down at its fading form. But as its mouth began to fade, it laughed. It was a laugh that made your skin crawl and goosebumps rise over your skin. Something wasn’t right about this.

Whirling around, you were met face-to-face with another thorn-cursed spirit. This one was larger and stronger than the last. Nanami’s words from earlier ran through your veins like ice.

‘I’ve read the case files! I’ve seen the damage this curse has done!’

Little did the both of you know, this curse turned out to be curses—two of them, both grade one. The first one was strong, but this one, this one was crazy stupid strong. If you didn't move, you'd be killed. You rushed forward, reaching for more paper in your pocket, only to be thrown across the floor, your head hitting the floor with a heavy crack!

With blurry vision, you slowly sat up before collapsing forward as the curse rushed towards you. Thorn-covered limbs and vines wrapped around your legs, yanking you towards it. Its mouth opened, and a large tongue lolled out as you hit the ground with every yank. You screamed in defiance, kicking and screaming, tearing your flesh on the thorns, fighting to grab a piece of parchment out. The curse only seemed to enjoy your pitiful wails as you wrapped around you tighter, its tongue slowly sliding up your back as you drew closer towards its mouth.

That was its first mistake; as it brought inches near its open mouth, you roared, slamming a talisman onto its tongue. The paper burned with cursed energy before the kanji ‘purification flames’ lit up, engulfing the curse in blue fire. As it burned, its grip on you loosened, freeing and allowing you to crawl back, watching it thrash and scream.

You stared into the flames, wheezing roughly as you groaned. A see-through version of Nanami stood there, glaring down at you in disapproval as you struggled to stand. The Nanami said nothing as you gripped your side with a weak chuckle.

“S-See, I was f-fine.” you limped forward, “I could handle it.” Nanami shook his head. “Dead as a doorna-Gaaahk!” Blood spurted from your mouth as a stabbing pain shot through your stomach. Stumbling, you looked down with blurry vision at a large blackthorn emerging from your abdomen. Your blood dripped onto the ground as the throne turned to ash.

‘You were reckless.’ The Nanami before you watched as you fell to your knees, your hands clasped firmly over your bleeding wound. ‘Reckless, weak, not even worthy of being a housewife.’

Either his words or the pain had you collapsing onto your side, blood bubbling out of your mouth. Nanami, your Nanami would never say that. Iron flooded your taste and smell as you watched Nanami fade. Nita came rushing in, falling to her knees and shaking you as you stared weakly into the distance.

Perhaps you should have listened to him instead of fighting with him. He was only looking out for you, trying to keep you safe. But you had taken his adoration and concern for you as him seeing you incapable of taking this dangerous mission on. A weak laugh escaped you as you felt Nita dragging you, screaming into a phone.

Maybe being a housewife wouldn't be that bad. It might have been fun. But you would never get to experience that. Your body was too cold as blood seeped out through your fingers as someone pulled you into a car. Your name turned into humming as you shut your eyes.

“Darling,”

“Hm?” You asked, opening your eyes before shifting slightly against the warm body you were snuggling.

“Hi,” Kento reached down, stroking your cheek with one hand while he held a book in the other. “Did you sleep well?”

“Mhmm.” you snuggled into his side, breathing in the smell of salt water. “I had a terrible nightmare. I almost died.”

Kento’s warm hand brushed gently over your cheek. “It’s a good thing it was only a dream.” He whispered, bring your face up to him. “I couldn't bear the thought of losing you, love.”

“Mhm, I love you, Kento.”

“And I love you.”

Slowly lifting your head, you grinned at him as he kissed you deeply. He was sitting on a beach towel under an umbrella. The sound of ocean waves crashing over the shore had you fading further into the reality you had made. Where you and Nanami finally got out of Japan and made a life on a tiny island somewhere far away.

A beach somewhere far away, where you could spend your days walking the shore, enjoying the sweet ocean air. This was a place where Nanami could be free. Somewhere far, far away from all the blood and death the two of you had faced—a little slice of heaven.

And it was a reality that didn't exist.

Blinking in your summer oasis, your vision became clearer. Ocean waves turned into the chirping of medical machines and heavy snoring. The warmth of the sand was the warmth of blankets covering you. And the smell of Nanami was because your boyfriend was sleeping in a chair beside your hospital bed.

Disorientation overcame you as you sat up, wincing at the stiffness of muscles and pain in your stomach. Your mouth was too dry, and your head was pounding. What had happened? Where were you? How long have you been out?

“Ken?” your voice was hoarse and broken, but the man next to you jolted.

Dark circles had formed under his eyes as he jumped out of his chair, his hands cupping your face. His honey-brown eyes, which had been filled with anger the last time you saw him, were now filled with utter relief. He pulled you into his chest, his hands gently stroking your hair back as you shuddered, a sob working his way up his throat.

“I thought I lost you.” He whispered, his voice broken. “I almost fuckin’ lost you.”

His relief was contagious; you felt yourself easing into him, crying softly into his chest as he crawled into the bed with you. His arms gently wrap around you, cradling you into his body. No words needed to be spoken; the touch and sobs you both shared conveyed every regret and emotion you both had been feeling.

You were lucky to be alive, thanks to Nita’s quick work and the work of the doctors at the local hospital. They kept you in a stable condition long enough for Shoko and Nanami to take the soonest plane to Okinawa. Shoko helped speed up the healing process, and you were released three days later. During those three days, neither you nor Nanami brought up the previous fight. Which you were grateful for until he helped you into your shared apartment. As he shut the door, placing your bags in the living room, you sighed.

“Kento, we need to talk.”

“Yes, we do.” he agreed, following you into the bedroom, where the two of you sat on the bed. “I would like to—”

“No, I'm going to start.” You interrupted, placing a hand on his chest. “Kento, I-I’m so sorry I acted as I did. I was frustrated and angry, and—” You swallowed hard, “I realized you were only looking out for me, and instead of taking your words to heart, I twisted them into something they weren't. S-So if you want to end this, to find a more ideal partner, I understand.”

Nanami gently interlaced his fingers with yours. “I said some terrible things myself. I know you're strong, love, and capable of going on missions and taking care of yourself. But I will always tell you the truth. If something looks difficult to me, that says a lot.” The truth hurts as you nod, swallowing even harder. “That being said, my agreement to find a more suitable housewife was immature and moronic of me. You're the only wife I want in my life.”

He cupped your cheeks, kissing you as softly as he could. “K-Kento? You mean that?” The words came out as a blubbering mess as he laid you down on the bed, fingers grazing under your shirt.

“Every single word, I love you; you're the only wife I want.”

“I-I love you too, Kento.”

Nanami gently pushed you back against the bed, his lips trailing down your neck as his hands gently ran up and down your sides. “I want to worship every part of your body.” Hands slid under your shirt, gently grabbing the fabric, tugging it up and over your head. “You're such a beautiful love. I adore you; you're the best thing that ever happened to me.”

You shivered as his hands trailed over the large scar on your stomach, gently caressing it. “K-Kento~” He sat back, allowing you to remove his shirt before he trailed kisses over every single inch of exposed skin.

“I want to make love to you. I need to caress you,

Feel you, and adore you.”

Nanami trailed kisses over your shoulders as he slotted himself between your legs with a groan. Seeing the arch you squirmed and arched against him was all the encouragement Nanami needed to keep going. He slid his hand into your panties, gently rubbing circles around your clit, making you buck against his hand.

“I can't lose you; I need you in my life.” His sweet words had you moaning louder than his fingers plunging inside of you. “It’s you; it’ll always be you, baby.”

Nanami was true to his words. He worshiped you with his tongue, fingers, and lips. Bringing you over the edge countless times before he finally began passing his thick girthy cock into you with a groan. Once the tip is inside, you both inhale sharply. Your eyes were boring into each other, fingers interlacing.

The air is thick with lust and passion as Nanami slowly sets a steady pace. He was continuing to slide into you before he finally bottomed out. His back muscles twitched as he groaned against your lips, staying buried inside of you as you lazily kissed each other.

“B-Babbyy~”

“Y-You feel so good inside of me, Kento~”

“And you feel fucking perfect wrapped around me, my love.” His lips find yours, slotting against yours in a deep passionate kiss; the sweet lingering fast of coffee and sweetbreads flood your mouth as he starts thrusting deeply into your tight pussy with a grunt.

Nanami is slowly and sensually fucking into you. His mouth against yours, both your whines and moans getting lost in the other's mouth: you had made life countless times before, but this time was different. It was different because Nanami put his entire heart and soul into each kiss and thrust. He was cautious of how tight he squeezed your fingers while paying attention to the quest your body gave him. The man was putting his everything into his movements.

And you could taste it, god, it was so sweet. The gentleness, the softness in his groans as he gently rocked into you. While his hands gently caressed you. This was perfect; it was the literal embodiment of true love. A love that you would never in a million years let slip away.

“K-Kento~ I-Im not going to last m-much longer.”

“Me neither.” he gasped against your mouth as his hips bucked faster, the bed creaking under the two of you with his thrusts. “Cum with me~ I need to feel you cum around my cock~ I need to feel it~ please love, please~”

“K-Ken~! Ken~!” You cried out in-between kisses as he fucked you into an intense orgasm. He gritted his teeth as your walls pulsated around him, drawing him over the edge with you. Your name left his lips like a prayer as he filled you with his cum fucking it as deep as your body would allow.

Kenton only stopped when you both were a sweaty heap of entangled limbs. “M-Mmm, fuck, I love you,” Kento whispered, pushing strands of your hair out of your face. “I love you so damn much~ please don't ever leave me.” he pressed his head against yours, breathing in every breath you exhaled as you both came down from your orgasmic bliss.

“I-I won't.” You whispered against his lips as he moved, grabbing your left hand. “I swear, Nanami.”

He shifted, reaching for something under his pillow. Your heart lurched as you felt him slide a ring onto your finger. Glancing down at it, you choked on your gasp as a glittering diamond ring shone on your finger.

“Say it again.”

“I swear I'll never leave you.” you kissed him deeply. “I love you~ I love you so much~!”

“I love you too, god I love you.” Nanami kissed you, his future wife, as hard as possible without hurting you. “We’ll be together forever.” His hips rocked gently into you.

You made love all day. Gently kissing each other until you both finally laid down to rest in the last afternoon. Nanami softly snored as he held you, and you just laid there, basking in the afterglow of sex and the elation of being engaged. Your diamond ring glittered in the sunlight shining through the window before you curled into Nanami’s chest, sighing happily.

Being with him like this, was your own personal paradise that you never wanted to leave.

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Halo bby! <3

Do u perhaps take request? I have been thinking about husband!gojo who feels offended after wife!reader told him about how men can only ejaculate 3 times a day after after she saw it on facebook :3 So Satoru had to cum in wifey more than what she believes because the truth is better than rumours, right? 🤔

hi anon! my inbox is always open for requests (it just might take me a little to finish them lol)

Sorry I’ve been working on this for like 3 weeks lol, I am going to take a break from writing Gojo for a little after this though (:

I didn’t proof read this my apologies

MDNI

cw: smut lmao, handjob, 69, riding, missionary, doggy, daddy kink (oops), shower sex, etc.

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You scroll through your Facebook feed, when an article from Cosmopolitan magazine pops up called “How To Make Your Man Orgasm Better”. You read through some of it, not really absorbing much until you see an actual doctor’s name listed as research for the article. I mean of course if there’s a penis doctor listed in this article it must be legit!

‘Generally, a person with a penis can orgasm no more than 3 times a day. It can become painfully overstimulating the penis after that I’m afraid. In fact over 80% of this study shows that the person with the penis could not go longer than one orgasm, and 95% could not continue after the second one. That leaves just 5% of the population able to orgasm a third time in a day. There is the possibility for an asymptote - a line that never actually reaches zero although approaching it rapidly after the number 3.’

After reading through the article you decide to scroll through the comments, reading about middle aged women’s sex lives and how their husbands are rather bad at being intimate.

But oh, you could not relate.

After all, you are married to the Satoru Gojo. As a newer married couple with no kids, the two of you fuck at least once a day, usually after work or before bed. You like to get a little more creative on weekends, with morning sex, shower sex, kitchen counter, couch (and just about any surface in the house he can bend you over he’s already fucked you on). You guys can have sex for hours, pulling multiple orgasms from you, but the most he’s ever came in a day is three! So that doctor must have been right.

Just then, your lovely husband Satoru comes home to your beautiful little house, strolling in with a smile on his face like usual. He sits his bag down and takes off his blindfold before making his way over to you and kissing the top of your head where you sit on the couch.

“Hi baby, how was your day?” he asks

“Good, I was just reading a medical article!” You giggle mischievously, getting up to join him in the kitchen with your phone in hand.

“You can read?!” He sarcastically responds, pretending to be shocked before coming up behind you to hug you. This time he kisses the side of your head near your temple, smelling your freshly done hair and you can smell the remnants of his cologne that he sprayed before leaving this morning. “What were ya reading baby?” He kindly asks, not joking this time.

“Well this doctor says guys can cum at most three times a day! And I was thinking about it and even when we stay in bed all day on the weekends having sex the maximum you’ve hit is 3 so it must be true!”

Your husband breaks out laughing, a truly angelic sound, but you’re not quite sure what he’s laughing at. He breaks your hug turning you around to face him with his hands on your shoulders.

“Oh. You actually weren’t joking.” He says reading the expression on your face.

“No babe. Here read it!” You shove your phone towards him with the article pulled up. He reads the same paragraph as above and makes a mental note of the doctors name and credentials and thinks about how he’s going to contact him once he proves this theory wrong.

“Oh, interesting babe. Since you’re so into these ‘medical’ articles you find on cosmopolitan, why don’t we test this theory for ourselves?”

You giggle and blush at his sentiment, still getting shy when initiating sex even after being together for 5 years! You close the distance between your bodies, wrapping your arms around your husbands neck and pulls him down for a kiss.

“Yes please” you whisper against his lips. Satoru deepens the kiss, taking control over you like always. He continues kissing you and backing you up until your back reaches the refrigerator. He plants kisses all over your face before moving down to your neck.

“Y’know, I think we’ll have to make me orgasm all different ways for it to count. Something about a control variable.” Satoru mumbles against your neck.

You’d protest but your pretty little head is thinking about the way his mouth is on your sensitive spot, too horny to shut him up. He pats the back of your thighs for you to jump into his grasp, and you do wrapping your legs around him like a koala. The two of you continue your passionate make out before heading to the bedroom.

Leading you to the gorgeous master bedroom satoru closes the door behind you even though nobody else is there. He begins unbuttoning his jacket and throws it on the floor followed by his undershirt and black jeans. He lays back, his stiff member pulling his boxer briefs tight as he looks over to you expectantly. You waltz closer to the bed, only wearing your matching silk tank top and short set that satoru bought multiple of and loves so much.

He bought every pastel color and loves when he can see your somehow always hardened nipples through the silky fabric. Today’s outfit was baby blue, which happened to be his favorite. Being Satoru’s housewife really isn’t so bad, he makes good money and takes care of you in every way. You just can’t help but be submissive to him when he asks you to wear certain things or cook a certain food. For this man, you threw feminism out the window, and oh how he knew that.

Satoru pulls you onto his lap, looking up at you with those stupidly beautiful eyes as he gently squeezes your hip. “Cmon princess let’s start this experiment,” he winks at you before helping you take off your tank top.

While yes, you play a submissive role in your relationship, he doesn’t always dominate you in the bedroom.

That being said, you roll off satoru so you are laying beside him, leaning to him to resume your steamy make out session.

“Mmm.. I love making out with you, we need to do this more,” he mumbles against your lips. You “mhm” in agreement before proceeding to enter your tongue into his mouth. One hand grips into his white locks while the other reaches down to rub his erection through his boxer briefs. He moans at your touch, reaching his slender arm around you and firmly grabs ahold of your ass, as if you would run away. Satoru takes over the kiss a little more, but as you’re still trying to be in control you stick your hand inside his underwear, rubbing your thumb against his slit.

You break the kiss so he can lower the underwear, before spiting on your hand to lube his shaft as your soft hand runs up and down. He shudders and rolls his eyes back, putting both of his hands behind his head, showing off his sculpted physique completed by the tufts of white hair on his armpits.

You try your best to talk dirty to your lover, being shy in bed like usual is not going to work if you want to make him cum more than 3 times.

“Such a pretty cock belonging to my pretty man”

Satoru knows he’s in for a wild ride when you start to talk seductively. It doesn’t happen often because while you’re vocal in bed… it doesn’t usually include words or full sentences. 😉

You keep eye contact with your lover while you rub your thumb in circles against his sensitive spot, on the back side of the shaft where it meets the head. He lets out a mixture of a whimper and moan while closing his eyes. You add the dripping precum to the tip of his cock will you rub him up and down just like he had shown you previously. He likes when you start towards the middle and rotate up and down, not too fast and not too slow, but not too much pressure and not too light of a touch. He openly told you before that you weren’t very good with the whole handjob concept even though you’re basically professional at everything else, and so he went into great detail, and now you can really make the man quiver.

You sit up, moving so you can use both hands, because his balls look just a little too neglected. You straddle his left leg, allowing him to feel your bare soaking pussy against him. He grunts at the new feelings, getting to be too much for him to handle.

“Baby please make me cum,” he whines as you start to grind yourself on his leg, matching the rhythm that you’re stroking his length. Your other hand gently caresses his full sack, you know he will be cumming so much tonight and you cannot wait.

“Satoru, baby, please? Cum for me?” You let out a small moan as he rubs his leg against you for some extra friction, which simply sends him over the edge. Looking into your big sweetly innocent eyes he shoots his seed all over his abs. Neither of you even look at his cock when he cums, too mesmerized by the lust contained within the eye contact.

Finally, you let go of his penis as he catches his breath with his eyes closed. You want to give him some time to recover but not too much, because it will mess up the variable data!

“My sweet, are you ready for more?” You ask innocently already devising a plan for what you’ll do to him next.

“Whatever you want princess,” he breathes out finally opening his eyes when he has caught his breath.

You try to remain confident as you shift your weight off of his leg and swing your body around.

“Can I sit on your face please baby?” You ask again sounding way too innocent for the words coming out of your mouth. Satoru lets out a moan at the unexpected question, his cock growing hard again.

“Please, fuck yes, please let me make you feel good,” Satoru begs, grabbing your legs to help you get adjusted.

“No baby, I want to face the other way.”

“Oh,” Satoru breathes out, knowing what is coming next.

You get adjusted, your warm soaking cunt hovering over your husbands mouth, thinking about how long it has been since you’ve done this position, surely it won’t take him long to reach peak number 2.

Satoru wastes no time diving in like a starved man. That is the thing about your husband, is he loves pleasuring you almost more than he likes being pleasured himself. Seeing and hearing and feeling you feel good drives him crazy, being the reason he loves sixty-nine so much.

Pulling out all the stops tonight you lean down, licking a strip down Satoru’s abdomen, the exact line where all of his previous cum was. You lick from the bottom of his pecs down the whole way until you reach the base of his dick, proceeding to lick a stripe up and wrap your lips around his tip.

“Oh my fucking god baby that was the hottest thing ever”

Now he really starts eating you out with a passion, tongue circling your clit before plunging in your hole. You attempt to match the bobbing of your mouth on his cock but he simply goes too fast. You come off his cock to let out a guttural moan of his name, which only eggs him on further.

“I’m - I’m not going to last long - ahhha - if you keep that up S’toruuu”

“Mhmmm,” he hums against your clit, knowing how good the vibrations feel for you.

You close your eyes before going back down on his cock, feeling him twitch as you messily tongue his tip.

“-m sensitive hmm” a muffled Satoru says but you don’t care. Using your previously covered in cum hand, you run up and down his shaft while moving down to suck on his balls. This sends toe curling electricity through his body, and he reaches his arm around your thigh so he can access your tight hole with his thumb. Sucking and licking while you feel his thick thumb being sucked into you. Being as turned on as you were, a first orgasm is almost instantly ripped from you, catching both of you off guard but you moan against Satoru’s balls. The combination of feeling you convulse against his thumb plus the sensitive state of his dick in your hand sends Satoru over the edge, but he at least gets to give you a warning.

“Cummin for ya again baby please take it all,” he says barely coherent being so overtaken by pleasure. You attach your lips back to his tip and finish sucking him off until you feel cum stop coming out. You try to get off of him as gracefully as you can, moving to lay down for a minute to give you both some air. You look at the lower half of his face as he licks his lips, and you hold out your tongue showing him you swallowed all of it.

“Cmere pretty girl,” he murmurs, wrapping his right arm around your shoulders and pulling your sweaty bodies close.

“Don’t get too comfortable my baby were only half done, at least,” you smile up at him and watch as he realizes you really weren’t kidding earlier.

Once you’ve recovered from your orgasm, you crawl back on top of Satoru, but this time straddling his pelvis, his semi-hard cock under you. He still looks a little out of breath, but you’re going to do all the work so he doesn’t need to worry right?

You grind your soft wet folds against his growing erection, “can I have it in my sweet pussy this time baby?” You ask doing your best to give him puppy eyes. His eyes roll to the back of his head, humping his hips up a little to give more friction.

“You can have anything you want Princess, you’re being such a vocal good girl t’night,” he sounds out of breath, whiney, and desperate as he watches you reach your hand down to line him up with you. You smile as you playfully rub his tip on your clit.

His hands cover his face, “please. Please stop teasing me, please baby,”

Without further notice you slip him inside, slippery from the previous orgasm Satoru ripped from you.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuck,” he whispers before a porn like moan courses through him, “y/n I’m so sensitive, I don’t think I can do it!”

You slowly ride and grind up and down his shaft, one hand on his chest to support you, the other rubbing at your clit. “Please, daddy… for me?” You emphasize that word, knowing being called that drives your husband crazy.

Satoru’s large skinny hands find the squishy sides of your hips and he squeezes hard. Not that he meant to, but there will definitely be 10 small oval bruises on your ass and hips tomorrow.

“Say it again…” he moans.

“Say what again?” You smile innocently, batting your eyelashes. With that he lifts one hand off your hip and lashes out a spank on your ass check, making your tight hole clench down on him more.

“You know what I meant.” God, something just slightly feral comes out of Gojo when you play so innocent but also act so seductive for him, especially when he hears that word from your lips.

“Daddy, I need two more orgasms from you, please?” You whine as you find a particularly good spot that his cock is rubbing inside you. It’s like your words revived Satoru’s stamina, firmly grabbing your hips again before helping you lift off and on him at almost inhuman speed. Each thrust goes so deep in you, you think you feel it in your stomach. A few more hard thrusts and he is pulling you off of him, and pushing you straight back so your back is on the bed now. He hovers above you, reclaiming his dominance, before pushing back into you with both legs dangling off his shoulders. You know he is holding out as long as he can, but he’s going to want you to cum first so he can feel you clench around his cock and push him over the edge. He leans down kissing your lips, forehead, and cheek before whispering seductively, “such a good girlll,” while emphasizing the last two words with two particularly rough thrusts. He continues his praises inbetween licks and sucks on your neck

“You looked so pretty on top princess but I just had to have my way with you,” before he leans down to suck which will surely leave a hickey. When he comes back up for air he breathlessly groans,

“And you just taste so good and your throat knows my cock so well!” You think he may be slightly going insane and wonder if orgasm numbers 3 and 4 are necessary. Moaning with him, he knows you love his dirty talk because he can feel you squeeze his cock without trying.

Satoru fucks into you with relentless speed, causing your chest to bounce up and down, and all you can do is grip onto his shoulders and let your toes curl from pleasure.

“Mmm, daddy, g’na cum for you,” you barely breathe out, getting closer to the edge as your back arches off the bed. At this he puts your legs together and pushes them back towards you, knowing exactly how to hit your favorite spot in this position.

“Come on princess, cum for daddy, that’s it,” he groans, temporarily forgetting about his overstimulated cock while being so focused on your eyes rolled back and mouth hanging open in pleasure. Just a few more thrusts and he has you squeezing his dick so tight, he knows he won’t last much longer. Your orgasm hits you, not even able to control the beautiful sounds coming out of your mouth, face red, tears threatening to spill from pure bliss. Satoru slowed his pace to let you finish your orgasm before pounding into you harder than before

“Sa-tor-u” his name comes out of your mouth broken up not being able to catch your breath.

“I-I’m gonna - toru!” Being fucking into overstimulation has made you squirt all over Satoru’s cock and lower abdomen, which puts him over the edge, two more hard thrusts before he pauses, spilling his third load of the evening into your throbbing cunt.

His breathing heavy, sweat making his usually fluffy white hair stick to his forehead and his whole body seems to be glowing from the shine of sweat covering him. God you feel so bad for him but also do you really? As he’s said before “your pussy is heaven” so like it’s not really bad that you’re giving it to him…

“Let’s get you in the shower hun,” you whisper next to his ear, having plans for how you can get at least one more orgasm out of him. Still huffing, he gets up and his glorious skinny body looks so beautiful you feel yourself getting horny again. At least you weren’t as tired as your husband!

You set out 3 fluffy clean towels from the linen closet and turn the shower on a good temperature. Satoru has his arms wrapped around you from behind as you both wait for the water to warm up. “I love you,” he says, kissing the top of your head.

“Love you too, Toru” you smile up at him, turning around in his grasp. You kiss him sensually slowly at first, on your tippy toes gently rubbing your fingers along his cheek and neck. You deepen the kiss, knowing exactly how your husband loves it. He reaches down, each hand grabbing each ass cheek and squeezing before giving you a light spank, causing you to giggle.

“Naughty girl, still haven’t had enough?” He asks down to you. Without responding you gently wrap your had around him and pull him into your beautiful giant shower. The water is perfectly hot , making your eyes roll back in relaxation. You pull Satoru under the water taking care of him first. He turns into your big baby, leaning down to let you shampoo his hair and wash his body. When you get to clean his pelvis area you gently lather his soft penis with soap. He whimpers just from you touching it, but you have to clean it! Next you fondle his balls, massaging the soap in. His erection slowly starts to grow again and you know orgasm number 4 won’t be too far away.

“My turn,” you say looking up at him and turning around so you ass rubs up against his hardening member.

Satoru pumps a generous amount of your fancy smelling body wash onto your pink loofa, his frontside still pressed up against your backside. His long arms maneuver around your smaller frame, using all his energy to make sure he washes you in every hard to reach spot, only detaching himself when he had to wash your back and ass. He ignores the boner that impossibly came back after cumming 3 times already, and thought you didn’t notice.

He opts to hang the loofa back up and uses his hands to sensually rub the soap in, starting with your tits, although they needed no extra attention. Your nipples have always been sensitive in the best way, so when he starts rubbing them you can’t help but feel your core heat up again.

“Spread your legs hun,” he whispers, barely able to hear it over the running water. You do as satoru tells you, and he runs his hands down from your chest to your folds, making sure the area is soapy and clean. Your eyes close, leaning your head back against his chest while he massages your slightly tender pussy.

You take this opportunity to reach behind you, grabbing your husbands hardened shaft, and lining it up with your slick cunt.

“Baby…” he groans, voice laced with concern.

“Shhh, it’s okay I’m going to take care of you,” you answer back and with that, push yourself back onto his cock. You both moan in unison at the connection, like a melody between the differences in your voices. You can tell Satoru is tired by his rather lazy thrusts, so you hold onto the shower wall in front of you, fucking yourself back onto him. He is back there whining and groaning uncontrollably, being such a trooper for letting you do this experiment on him.

He puts his hand over yours on the wall, while snaking his other around your waist and under you to rub at your swollen clit. Immediately when he touches it you gasp, not realizing just how sensitive it was from this evening’s fun.

“-hmygod, don’t squeeze me like that,” Satoru whimpers, you turn your head to the side to see his eyes squeezed shut, a blush covering his whole face and chest, and his abs flexing over and over.

Seeing your hot husband so worked up is just the ammunition you needed to finish this last round. You ask him to sit on the little stone bench you have in the shower, which the two of you don’t utilize enough. He sits and you turn around, reverse cowgirl, and bounce up and down with as much energy as you can.

You didn’t even realize how loud your own moans had gotten, his hands on your waist, with yours resting on his knees.

“Please Satoru, let go for me, cum for me please,” you babble and moan with your head empty. Satoru is completely pussy drunk and fucked out in a way you’ve never seen him before.

“Love you ‘Toru,” you moan out as you reach your last peak and the combination of words and friction send him over the edge. He nearly convulses, gripping your hips to the point it actually kind of hurts. No moans, whimpers, or grunts can even come out of his mouth at this point, his jaw is just slack and eyes pressed shut.

You still on his lap, he leans forward and presses his head against your shoulder, and you think you may have made him pass out.

“Babe, cmn, let’s get you out of the shower.” You stand up turning around to see your husband in all his glory, looking half dead on the shower bench with his cock softened and red. You give him and yourself one more rinse over to get the last rounds residue off and turn the water off. You help Satoru stand, although nearly a head above your height, he wraps his arms around your shoulders and lets you guide him out. You wrap his fluffy extra large towel around him and he slowly grabs the edges, just standing there letting water drip off and making no attempt to dry himself. You wrap your hair in a towel, and quickly dry your body off, tired yes, but not nearly as worn out as your husband.

You look over to him, head thrown back, holding onto the towel. You decide to pamper him for the rest of the evening, drying him off, putting his usual hair product in for him, helping him put on a clean pair of boxer briefs and crawl into bed. It’s not even 8 pm and the sun is just starting to set, you giggle but he hasn’t eaten dinner since being home from work. For christs sake he hasn’t had dessert either. He rolls onto his side scrolling through his phone as you get yourself dressed and brush through your hair.

You kiss his forehead and he tiredly smiles up at you. “Thank you babe,” you whisper, “you helped me prove that article wrong.”

His eyes roll jokingly, “well thanks to your damn article I don’t think my dick is going to work for a few days, so who’s loss is it really?”

You ignore his question, “do you want takeout babe? Are you hungry?”

“Can I just have ice cream..?” He squints up at you like a kid asking their parent to have dessert without finishing their vegetables.

“I guess..” it’s your turn to roll your eyes at him, “stay here I know how you like it.” That brings a smile to his face, snuggling into your cozy bed.

You leave the room to head to the kitchen and Satoru goes back on his phone. He googles the doctors name from the article that he noted to himself earlier and finds the email address.

Dear Doctor Yeager,

Please note that my partner and I experimented after reading your article, and I would like to inform you I am an outlier, and finished four times before nearly passing out. If you would like to do any tests on me please let me know.

- world famous Satoru Gojo

he pushes the send button as you walk back in with his ice cream.

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Hello, I am a first timer here. I would like to humbly request something. Can I please request for a Platonic Nanami and adopted daughter reader. The reader is not used to a normal environment and they are used to fighting and surviving

Girl Dad Transformation

I’ve been stewing over this so hard bc it’s been giving me the cutest ideas!!!! And ofc Yuuji is so big brother coded here.

Notes: F!reader, brotherly!Yuuji, Nanami and his adopted daughter 🥺. That’s it.

Nanami didn’t think about the long term impact of adopting the orphaned sorcerer. Surely he wouldn’t change that much…

All he knew was there was a 5 year old girl clutching her only toy- a stuffed bear, who could see ‘scary monsters’ and no longer had any family, thanks to the curse that was tormenting humans for fun; he was just a little too late.

The poor thing was terrified. In the blink of an eye his hand was seized by a freezing, much smaller one with a death grip.

Nanami got you looked at by Shoko and you refused to let go of him the entire time. By the looks of it, you were malnourished and you frequently got injured from curses. Your home life was fairly unstable too, financial issues and absent-detached parents. Shoko got a lot more information from you than he ever expected, piecing together some of your history from your seemingly unrelated answers, as children do.

“She’s going to have to stay for observation, probably several weeks until we can get her healthy enough. She’s going to need a special diet too, I haven’t seen a case this bad in a long time and she’s too young for cursed energy.”

His heart was crushed for you, when was the last time you had somewhere stable? “Why are you telling me?”

“You found her, she’s clearly attached to you and you know you can’t turn away now. You look at her like she’s Itadori. It’s just until I can find a place for her at a home or foster.” Shoko never fails with her dead pan demeanor and sass.

She was also right.

He looked back at you, you were passed out in your hospital bed covered by several blankets and hugging your bear. Finally, you were warming up. Finding you a home could take months if you went to a foster or orphanage… “Don’t bother,” he swallowed thickly, “I will adopt her.”

Shoko’s face softened further, “You can’t go back on it, you already earned her trust. If you’re really sure then I think this will be good for both of you.”

He did his best to be at your bedside when he could, and you were quiet but clearly in need of comfort. Your favorite thing to do was have him read to you with cartoons on a low volume in the background. “Nami, book?” Nanami picked up a book off the stack Shoko brought and started reading. No complaints, and after the first few days he didn’t bother hiding his smile anymore.

He spent a fortune on converting his spare bedroom into yours. He didn’t even know what 5 year olds liked, but according to the first years and Shoko, he needed to make sure you had various toys (he bought everything Yuuji pointed out to him- Yuuji definitely went overboard but Nanami didn’t stop him), clothes and of course you’d need signed up for school.

When the adoption was final and he brought you home for the first time, he was thoroughly instructed how to parent by then, he was ready.

You… weren’t. Not yet. You didn’t know that your room was yours. All the toys and clothes, everything was yours. ‘Nami’ kept the ‘scary monsters’ away too…

“Hey it’s okay honey, I know it’s a big change.” He wiped the tears from your chubby cheeks and smiled softly. “You belong here, you’re safe now.”

A grown up was taking care of you, for good this time.

It was a journey every day but worth it as you came out of your shell, and he encouraged you with a gentle hand. Of course there were setbacks too. He wasn’t perfect, he definitely wasn’t good at laundry at first.

He was new to parenting and it was exhaustingly difficult to navigate yet he was completely whipped for you, never turning down a tea party or invitation to watch cartoons together. He became a complete girl dad overnight.

All it took was, “Nami! Play!” And he’d be on the floor in the living room playing with the doll you handed him.

You started eating more, even requesting different meals when he asked what you were in the mood to eat. “Nami, can we have soba?”

Nanami couldn’t say no to you. “Soba sounds great.” He’d have the softest smile on his face too.

You played more often, and eventually made friends! Yuuji claimed the title as your first friend but you were encouraged to make more- he helped you practice asking your classmates about themselves and how to invite them to play with you.

And Nanami… he never forced you to call him dad. He loved you more than he ever thought possible. He was always proud to call you his daughter, bragging about your excellent kindergarten grades and your recent achievement of becoming the line leader at school for the week.

But the first time you did happened a month in, while doing your bedtime routine and picking out a night night story. Instead of ‘Nami’ he was gifted: “Daddy, can you read the star book?” He let out a tear and hugged you tight.

Nanami tucked you in, kissed your forehead and sat on the edge of your bed, “Yeah honey, I’ll read you the star book.”

Thinking about making a request? Check my bio to see if they’re open and stay tuned <3

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[lunaoyabun]

can you do jjk men x finding out their so self harms if ur comfy w writing that?

Sure, but I hope you're fine?! 😕🙏🏻🩵✨️

Tags: Triggerwarning!self-harm, fluff, angst, depression, minor characters are aged up

How jjk men react if they find out y/n self harms:

Gojo:

I believe he saw it coming but couldn't stop you because he wasn't there to stop you. He's very aware of you and your feelings and feels bad about the fact that he has to work so much and can't be there for you as much as he wants. It was one of those nights where your depression and anxiety reached your limits, and Gojo was already away for two weeks. You didn't text him as much as the days before, and even though he had another week of work, he cut it short and came home as soon as you didn't pick up the phone. He found you in the bathroom, sitting in front of the tub crying your heart out. As soon as he heard your whimper he rushed through the door and almost broke the door handle as he slides over to you on his knees, taking away the scissors/blade you used carefully and throw it into the tub, before he pulled you into his arms. "Shh, don't cry. It's okay... I'm here" he hushed while he almost crushed you in his embrace. His heart was racing, and you could hear his heavy breath while he was rocking you both back and forth. "Do you wanna talk about it?" he would ask carefully. And whatever you decide in this moment, he would make sure to take care of you as you need. Whatever that is. Questions could be asked later when you're more stable. He wants to make sure that you're feeling safe first and help you clean the blood and patch you up without saying anything because he doesn't want to trigger you. After that, he would make sure, that you don't feel to bad about what you did and tell you something like it's battle scars against yourself and everytime you feel like that again you should look at them and try to win this battle this time and not hurt yourself. And it helped. He really wants to make sure that you feel strong and safe. You would also joke about it when you're more stable a curse could never leave scars on you and that you're the strongest women and curses should watch out that you don't give them those scars instead.

Choso:

When he first saw your scars, he thought you had them from a battle. But after he found out you did this to yourself, he couldn't believe how you could do this. After you explained to him why you do that and that it's kind of a stress relief for you, he looked at you deadpan and pulled up his sleeve. "Do what you need to but not on your arm. Use mine. I can heal it, and I don't want you to feel any pain. If you really need to cut flesh, cut mine." And he was so serious about it, that everytime he sees you, he searched your whole body up for new scars and if he would ever find one, he would cut himself on the exact same place and refuse to heal it so you match scars. He really can't stand seeing you in pain. He adores you too much for his own good.

Megumi:

This guy probably wouldn't really know how to react and maybe even got mad at first since he doesn't understand why you do this to yourself. But similar to Choso, I feel like he would use some kind of emotional manipulation to stop you from doing it. He wouldn't hurt himself though but he's so scared that you feel this bad that even if he doesn't like texting that much he would make sure to shoot you enough texts throughout the day so that you don't ever feel lonely or tempted enough to do it again. Be prepared for lots of cuddle sessions. He's not good with words, but his actions will show.

Yuji:

This guy saw your scars multiple times and never knew what they were from. But lately you got new ones and your stories don't really match up anymore so he searched up 'visible scars on the wrist' and was so shocked to find out about self-harm, that he immediately visited you and as soon as you opened the door he hugged you and started to cry. "Please don't hurt yourself again! Talk to me when you feel lonely or depressed! We can search for a therapist or something! Or do you want to try some meds? Or we could have more fun dates! Or just stay in bed all day! Whatever you want but please, don't hurt yourself!" He would feel so helpless and guilty, even though it's not his fault. He loves you so much that it hurts him to know what you're going through, and he makes sure to be the best boyfriend possible so that you don't have to ever self-harm again. And every time before going to sleep, he would ask you about your day and how you feel. He literally became your diary and would try his hardest to help you with whatever you're going through at the moment.

Sukuna:

Would look at your scars deadpan and call you pathetic. "If something or someone bothers you, why would you hurt yourself? That's stupid. Just change it. Seek for justice. And if you can't handle shit yourself, ask me. Don't do stupid shit like that, silly human." He would be annoyed and maybe even don't really know why it upset him so much. He doesn't know why he's so interested in you in the first place, but something about you makes him not want to kill you immediately. Even though you're just a pathetic human. If he ever sees you with a new scar, be prepared that he will find out what made you do this and handle it himself. No questions asked. Be careful with names. He would even kill your friends and family if they're the reason for your struggle. "Come here, women. 'Need to check for new scars. Don't keep anything secret from me. I'll find out. Whoever fucks with you, fucks with me. Understood?" And yes, he literally searches up your whole body for new scars and even if their just from your cat or something, you'll have to make sure to have a good reason and explanation for a new scar. Or else he's going on a killing spree.

Toji:

Similar to Sukuna, I believe he would become mad at whoever makes you do something like this to yourself. "Just talk to me. There are so much better resolutions than fucking hurting yourself, babe. Tsk... look at those..." he would hold your wrist up for you to see your scars and look into your eyes. "Do you really want to remember the pain people gave you? Do you really want to look back at those scars and remember shit people did to you?" Even though he's grumpy, he would hug you more, make sure you feel safe and call you from time to time when he's at work. Later on, he would try to convince you to cover up those scars with a tattoo. "You would look so sexy with a tattoo, babe. Let's make sure you forget this shit and look at something you want to remember." Maybe he would get the same tattoo to match you, same spot and all. It would be his kind of affection and promise that he'll always stay by your side and that you won't cut your beautiful skin there again. And even if you feel bad to ruin the tattoo with new scars, if you ever tried to self-harm on another spot on your skin, he would make sure to make you cover that up too. "If you need the pain so badly, just get your whole body tattooed. This way, we could spare the time going through the healing process of your ugly scars." Ugly because what people did to you made you do them.

I'll stop it here since I'm going out of ideas rn. If you want a part two, let me know and who I should include there. I hope you like it! 🙏🏻🩵✨️ stay safe~

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[fandom-madness69]

can u make a scenario to (nanami and gojo) walking in on their s/o masturbating?

please and thank you!

A throuple? You wanted a throuple right? 😅 Well I hope that's what you wanted, either way I'm sure you'll still enjoy it.

Content: Nanami and Gojo catch their shared s/o masturbating, slight degradation, no prep work because you've already done it, throuple, female reader, rough sex, spit roasting

Word Count: 2,139

Fic begins under the break.

It had been a couple of months since you, Satoru and Nanami had all moved in together. Your taboo throuple relationship wouldn't get you all in trouble, but it would definitely make things harder for your men at work. You knew this because just the way you made the two men get along already had people questioning things. Sure, they weren't being loud or obvious about it but at one-point Mechamaru had told you that you were a statistical improbability.

Kento and Satoru might not hate each other, but they really didn't get along that much. Not until you transferred in from a Jujutsu agency in the states a couple of years ago. You smiled as you shook off these thoughts and padded from your shared room with the men into the large kitchen. It wasn't often that they were sent on missions without you these days, but it still happened occasionally. You might not have been as physically strong as the men, with whom you had grown so close, but your curses were a strong contender for Kento's at least.

You lounged across the couch flicking through the TV channels not able to find one you wanted to focus on. Your boyfriends weren't due home for another two days and it was driving you crazy. You had been dispatched on a couple of small local missions, but nothing that kept you from being home by a decent time. Boredom filled every ounce of your body as you clicked the TV off and huffed out a defeated sigh.

"Might as well," you said aloud to no one in particular as you picked up your phone. You thumbed through to your locked folder and opened it with the code. Several nudes of both of your men filled the screen before you, as your hand drifted between your legs on its own. You scrolled until you found a rare one that held both men in the same shot.

Your fingers pushed into your shorts and panties as your eyes traced over the naked men on the screen. You tucked one leg over the back of the couch, to give yourself more room, as your fingers stroked at your clit. Just the sight of them naked, standing next to each other with cocks in hand proudly looking at the mirror, as Satoru held up the phone a twinkle in the one eye that was uncovered by his blindfold, was enough to make you soaked. A slightly broken moan left your lips as your rubbed circles into the sensitive bud between your soaked folds. Nothing could ever make you feel as good as these two could when they touched you, but imagining your hand as one of theirs came close enough.

You rutted up into your hand as you swiped and were greeted with a picture of them in the same spot but holding each other's cocks instead. They didn't always interact with each other in a sexual way, even when double teaming you, but when they did it drove you wild. More moans left your mouth as you pushed out your first orgasm quickly. You were so absorbed in the picture you didn't hear the front door open. A second orgasm ripped through you as you heard someone speak up, the sound taking you by surprise and making you cum early.

"Oh, Princess we are home early," Satoru's voice rang out from the short hallway. They stepped around the corner before you had the opportunity to move your hand and Kento's eyes locked onto it immediately.

"Show me," he commanded as he strode over to the couch. You knew what he meant and immediately held up your phone. His face split into a grin as did Satoru's when he stepped up behind the blonde man.

"Oh, you naughty Princess. You just couldn't wait for us, could you?" Satoru cooed out. The tone differences between the men made more wetness gush out between your folds.

"And the other?" Kento asked, his gaze locked on your face. Your cheeks heated up as you pulled your hand from your panties and held it up. Though you hadn't put any fingers inside yourself yet all of your fingers were covered in your slick which shined in the light of the room.

"Oh, someone's already cum at least once," Satoru purred out as he swiftly hopped over the back of the couch, kicked your legs down off it in the process, and landed with his hips straddling yours. Kento, who was still standing behind the couch, grabbed your wrist and brought it up as far as he could. He lowered his head to close the space and shock covered your face as he licked your fingers clean.

"Fuck Kento that's so hot," you gasped out as Satoru grinded his hips against yours. It’s not like he had never licked your juices off of fingers before, but never your own. You moaned as Kento's tongue worked around and in between your fingers getting all of your fluids off.

"You're lucky we were getting just as desperate for you as you were for us," he said once he deemed he was done with your fingers. He dropped your hand and walked around the couch. Before you could object, he lifted your upper body up into a half sitting position before he plopped down underneath you, and then pulled your back against his chest.

His big hands pushed your shirt up over your chest but didn’t pull it all the way off. You tried to squeeze your thighs together as Kento’s hands cupped your breasts, but Satoru’s weight on them kept them still. He pushed his hips into yours more as Kento’s rough fingers tweaked both of your nipples. The moan that left you this time was far louder than when it had just been your hand on your body. Satoru’s smile nearly split his face as he leaned down and claimed your mouth with his. The shift caused his clothed erection to press into your already sensitive mound. His tongue wasted no time pushing into your mouth and as soon as he was licking your own, Kento pushed his hips into you from underneath and pulled your nipples harder.

Your hands finally decided on where they wanted to settle. One wound into Gojo’s hair, and the other hooked around behind you and scratched Nanami’s chest. Satoru’s mouth finally left yours only to trail along your jawline leaving nibbles in his wake. Kento’s strong hands still teased at your breasts going from pulling your nipples, to kneading your whole breasts with both rough and calloused hands. You wanted to keep your attention everywhere but it was becoming increasingly harder to do so. Both men pressed their erections into you from either side and you moaned so desperately, you almost didn’t recognize the sound.

“Aw does Princess need her holes stuffed that much?” Kento cooed in your ear. It was rare that he wasn’t calling you by some degrading pet name, not that you minded, so hearing him call you something so sweet felt so wrong.

“No. This slut needs her holes stuffed that much,” you whined as he pulled your nipples particularly hard. Satoru chuckled as he bit your neck.

“Well, you already did all the prep work for us, so I guess it’s only fair we give you what you want,” his voice teased in your ear.

“Please Daddys,” you whined even more pathetically. This seemed to finally break their teasing streak. In a second Satoru was standing and stripping. Kento flipped you around and pushed you onto your hands and knees as he made quick work of his own clothes.

When both the men were naked the knelt on the couch on either end of you where they had been before. Satoru wasted no time in pulling your shorts and panties out of the way. His slender fingers grabbed your thighs and pulled them apart so he could look at your soaked folds.

Meanwhile you licked at Kento’s slit on his cock, as he held his cock lined up with your mouth. You knew neither would fill your holes until the other started to. Sometimes this stale mate went on until you pushed in one direction or the other, just enough to get them to fill you. This time, however, neither of them seemed to want to play this game. They shared a look over your back and in one swift movement impaled you from both ends. The broken moan you let out was muffled by Kento’s cock pushing against the back of your throat. How you had managed to land two men with the same sized cock, down to length and girth, was beyond your understanding but you loved it all the same.

They seemed to be on the same wavelength for once and immediately started fucking you at the same pace. Fast and rough. Satoru’s cock slammed into your cervix from behind, as Kento’s cock kept hitting the back of your throat. You gagged and moaned on Kento’s cock as you sucked it, like it could replace the depleting oxygen supply in your lungs. One of your hands slid down between your legs intending to give your now neglected clit attention, but Satoru intercepted it and pinned it to your back. You wobbled as you struggled to maintain balance on one arm, as your men relentlessly fucked you from both ends.

“No need for that anymore Princess, your Daddys are home and will take care of you just fine,” Satoru said as he grabbed your other arm and pinned it to your back. He held both arms with one hand as the other held you up by your hip.

Kento’s hand that wasn’t in your hair reached underneath you and started roughly stroking your clit. The sensation mixed with the overwhelming pleasure of being completely at the mercy of Kento and Satoru made you cum.

“Mmph fuck already Princess?” Satoru asked as your fluids gushed around his cock even more. He pounded through your orgasm and to no surprise to anyone this made you cum again.

“She’s going to fucking make us all finish before we even really get started,” Kento panted out as he pulled back enough to let you get more air in your lungs, before returning to pounding into your throat.

“Just like she always does and because she’s such a good girl she’ll keep taking it until we are truly finished with her. Isn’t that right Princess?” Satoru asked even though he knew you couldn’t reply. And damn did you want to but, you knew that they knew you would take whatever they dished out.

The feeling of both of them starting to lose rhythm at the same time, was all you needed to come undone around Satoru’s cock again. Both of them were grunting and moaning. The sounds were the only things you could hear, besides the wet squelching as Satoru fucked you harder. Kento’s fingers picked up speed on your clit and you came again. You knew you all were about to fall apart and the thought only made you feel higher.

“Fuck cumming,” Kento grunted out as his hips stuttered to a stop against your nose. As his hot load blasted down your throat Satoru’s hips also stuttered to a stop.

“Fuck me too,” he moaned out as he pumped rope after roped of his hot seed into your cervix. The sounds of them coming undone at the same time pushed you into a hard orgasm. One that lasted longer, because of Kento’s cock cutting off the oxygen as he finished unloading in your throat.

“Mmmmm Princess too,” Satoru panted out. Kento’s fingers finally moved from your now painfully sensitive clit as he pulled out of your mouth. Satoru let your arms go so you could catch yourself before he too pulled out. You all collapsed into the couch at the same time.

Your head rested on Kento’s thigh as Satoru’s rested on your back just above your ass. They both idly traced their fingers over your skin as the three of you laid there catching your breath.

“You do know we are so not done with you right little slut,” Kento panted out.

“Oh, I know Daddy. Not by a long shot,” you responded. One hand reached behind you to play with Satoru’s hair as the other slid up into Kento’s to do the same.

“For now, hush and cuddle the little Princess Slut,” Satoru hummed out and he placed a soft kiss on your spine. Kento chuckled but wrapped both arms around the two of you.

“Aye aye captain,” Kento said teasingly.

You still weren’t sure how you were so lucky to have landed both of these amazing men but you were extremely glad they were yours.

Please do not reupload this anywhere. If anyone ever sees my original work uploaded anywhere please let me know. I only post here for now. One day I might actually move things over to my Ko-fi

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[chainelunaire]

What happens if you start crying with Toji during an argument?

first of all, this automatically makes all of your arguments invalid to him. even if previously they could seem pretty reasonable, now all of them are dismissed. second, since this very moment none of your doings won't reach him, it's basically pointless to continue talking. better to sleep this through and then try again. he won't be compassionate, he won't listen about what you feel. it's always about him first, and even if he has feelings for you, not that they can't expire. then come two another things, which make situation significantly worse for you. first: he just doesn't like crying people. he sees this as a childish behaviour, and he already has a child, he really doesn't need or want another one. he does not give in into this bratty attitude (this is what it may seems to him) and he just straight up thinks you're annoying. and he might tolerate this once, twice - the time will come when he won't anymore. second, and also probably the most important: some sick part of him probably enjoys when you cry. not to the point when he purposefully makes you cry (and like i said, he can take like only few minutes of this annoying sound), but it's enough for him to conclude thar you're...weak? in his eyes? from now on, your reasoning will be less and less valuable - if you continue with this, of course.

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[knchins]

Beloved - Gojo S.

Summary: After long back-to-back away missions, you return home and into the embrace of your loving husband Gojo Satoru.

Pairing: Gojo Satoru x Wife!Reader

Reader Type: AFAB - she/her

Rating: E+

Request: Anon

Word Count: 2.7k

Warnings: Established relationship, soft service dom Gojo, comfort (no hurt), full body massage, non-penetrative sex toys, begging, multiple orgasms, praise, mating press (no mentions of breeding), vaginal sex, overstimulation, unsafe sex, cream pie, sweet aftercare, domestic fluff

Exhaustion didn’t even begin to describe how thoroughly worn out you were. Back-to-back missions on what seemed to be opposite sides of the country, the recent influx of special grade curses had you busier than ever. It had you thinking more and more like your old classmate Nanami Kento, and you found yourself saying "Work is shit" more often than you'd like to admit. 

The only things that kept you going were the late-night calls from your husband, the sweet check-ins, and gentle orders for you to take care of yourself while you were apart. The only thing to keep you satisfied with the distance was the small toy you traveled with and the videos he'd often send at fucking his own first with your name hanging off his lips. 

Finally, finally, it was time for you to return. Tears seemed to flood your waterline as the tiredness of working so much overtime in one week was starting to weigh down on you more the closer you got to your front door. 

You felt almost on edge from the day's worth of travel by train, the crying baby that had been in the same rail car had made it impossible for you to sleep. Frustration with the world had long since set in and you were ready to crawl into your nice warm bed and wait for your partner to come home from his own mission. The thrill of seeing him again almost outweighed the fatigue that was tugging on your eyelids but not quite. 

You were surprised to find that the door was already unlocked. Immediately going on high alert, you slowly opened the door only to find /him/ sitting there on the couch watching a movie with the laziest expression on his face. 

Gojo Satoru was the strongest sorcerer in the world. Inconceivably powerful yet somehow incredibly weak for one person and one person only: you. He knew the moment he laid his pretty blues on you that you'd be his. That he'd sweep you off your feet and make you his wife. Your strength and beauty were equally captivating as you found his charm just as irresistible. 

"Satoru?" You probed and he could tell just how weary you were simply by the tone of your voice. "I thought you had a mission today?" 

He shrugged, nonchalant despite the way his eyes were roaming over your ragged form. The comfortable travel outfit you had chosen wasn't exactly fashionable or flattering, but that didn't mean much to Gojo. He somehow found you more alluring when you were like this rather than all dolled up. 

"I finished early." He replied, failing to mention that he had bailed on a meeting with the elders for that afternoon. He had known how long this recent run of missions had been for you, in fact, he had managed to make sure that you'd have the next few days off to rest.

He planned to do everything in his power to get you feeling one hundred percent again. He stood up from the bed, stretching before taking your suitcase and setting it to the side. "Go to the bedroom and lay down." He said in a tone that wasn't demanding, but rather soft and heartfelt. 

For a moment you thought he was just going to let you sleep. Maybe he knew that pestering you right now wouldn't be the best, as you were likely to have a full-blown meltdown. You gave him a nod and went into your shared bedroom, slowly shedding your clothes and throwing them into the dirty hamper before going into the bathroom to take a quick warm shower. 

You couldn't hear what your faithful husband was up to while you were under the stream of water, letting the pressure of the showerhead relieve some of the tension in your shoulders and upper back. 

Gojo was lighting candles around the bedroom, drawing the curtains so that it was completely dark except for the candlelight. You hadn't noticed but the bed had been carefully made with your favorite set of bedsheets, the really soft ones that always had you feel extra cozy. 

You finished your quick shower, already feeling better now that you've had time to yourself in your own living space. As you began to dry off, you could hear the faint shuffling in the bedroom. Knowing it was your husband, you wondered what he was possibly up to. 

The short time of peace and quiet had driven a little more energy into you, and you found yourself yearning for Satoru even though not fifteen minutes ago all you wanted was to be left alone. The carnal desire to be held was growing ever-present in the back of your mind. 

Gojo was a doting husband, even if he could at times be an asshole. He was an absolute jerk when he wanted to be, sometimes saying insensitive things that would affect your insecurities. It wasn't that he was malicious on purpose, he just had a knack for saying the wrong thing at the wrong time in the wrong tone of voice. 

But despite all that, he was loving, caring, affectionate, and would bring the world to its knees for you. Even though you were a powerful sorcerer yourself, you still found him to be incredibly protective of you. He always wanted you to check in before and after a dangerous mission, always had to know how you were doing and if you were hurt. 

He spoiled you. There was nothing you asked for that he wouldn't give you, though you didn't ask for much. You didn't care about his money or notoriety, and that was one of the reasons why he loved you. 

You opened the door to the bathroom, not really knowing what to expect. Your eyes widened the towel that was neatly wrapped around your torso nearly falling to the floor when you saw all the candles. There was a fresh bouquet of your favorite flowers on the nightstand and Gojo stood off to the side in nothing but a pair of sweatpants.

"'Toru?" You murmured, ignoring his arrogant smirk at your shock.

"Lay down." He said, and this time it was a clear order. "And take off the towel, you won't be needing it." 

Without much thought you let the white fluffy material fall to the floor, "Back or stomach?" You asked, unsure what position he wanted you in. 

Gojo's satisfaction at your submission made his smirk grow. He was clearly pleased with himself, but it was hard to be upset when he had gone this far to pamper you. "Stomach." He replied. 

You gave him a small nod before laying down on your stomach, resting your head to the side on your pillow. He padded over to you, footsteps almost silent as he ran his large, strong hands down your shoulders and back. 

He began to massage your aching muscles, moving slowly and deliberately. He started with your shoulders and arms before moving to your back, relieving the built-up pressure within your body. 

His hands inched downwards at an agonizingly slow pace, and you hoped he would just touch you where you really wanted to be touched. Arousal and heat pooled in the pit of your stomach as you resisted the urge to clench your thighs together. 

Despite your growing desperation, you remained still. Even when he finally got to your buttocks and began to knead the flesh there before moving down your thighs. A small content sound vibrated in his chest when he saw how tense they were, knowing exactly what had caused them to become that way. 

A gentle kiss was pressed to the back of your neck. "What an amazing wife I have," Gojo cooed softly before moving down your legs to massage your aching calves. His praise had you feeling almost lightheaded with glee, wanting nothing more now than to hear more. 

"Always so ready for me," He added, moving further down your legs and to your feet. "I can't wait to hear you scream." 

You let out a squeak of surprise when he flipped you over suddenly. You watched as his pristine blue eyes swept over your form, drinking in the beautiful sight now beneath him. 

He reached over to the side table, where you hadn't noticed your favorite vibrating wand sitting on display. A shudder ran down your spine as he grabbed it and cut it on, the familiar buzz giving you a Pavlovian response that made you even wetter than you already were. 

Gojo gently pressed the head of the wand onto your clit, keeping it at a low setting. The instant release of pleasure made you squirm in place, grinding against the head in a lewd display. Your husband merely watched curiously as you tried to get yourself off, only finding that the low vibrations weren't quite enough. 

"Did being away from your darling husband for so long make you this needy?" Gojo asked and you nodded your head as a moan slipped from your lips when he increased the setting. "Pretty thing," He replied, "If you needed help getting off while you were gone, all you had to do was ask." 

“Please, Satoru,” You whimpered as he increased the vibration again, moving the wand in tight circles around your clit. Your hips jumped, legs began to shake as weeks of pent-up tension coiled into a tight knot in your stomach. 

He cocked his head to the side, watching your face contort as you chased after the intense high only orgasm could give you. “Please what, love?” He asked, increasing the pace of his movements. 

Your back arched, the pressure coming to a head before snapping and releasing, and the first rush of endorphins after such a long dry spell had you feeling dizzy. “That’s it, beautiful, just let go.” He said softly as he continued to work over your now swollen bundle of nerves. 

“Need you,” You gasped, knowing one orgasm wasn’t going to be enough. Not that that was any issue for Gojo, he was the master of bringing you to your peak repeatedly. 

He had an amused expression on his face, though you couldn't see it through your closed eyes. Your toes curled, breathing hitched as moved the wand even faster. You found yourself crying out with another shockwave of ecstasy, having orgasmed again even without fully coming down from the first one. 

Finally satisfied, Gojo put the wand aside, random muscles in your legs were still twitching, chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath long enough to make some sense of the hazy cloud fogging up the inside your mind. 

Gojo slipped off his sweatpants before getting onto the bed. He grabbed the backs of your thighs and moved to press your legs into your stomach as far as they could go. He admired the way the flickering candlelight reflected off of your soaked cunt, the way it glistened for him as if it were his own personal invite. 

He found himself thankful that no other person on the planet would ever see you like this. That his naturally strong and powerful wife could be so vulnerable to him. No one else would ever see the sheer beauty in your body, especially when you were naked beneath him. 

Your eyes finally opened to look up at him, wondering why he was stalling and then feeling embarrassed by the way he was staring at you. You tried to squirm under his hot gaze, only to find yourself trapped beneath the weight he was bearing down on your legs. 

Gojo snapped out of it when he felt a familiar ache in his loins. He guided his tip past your folds and into your wet hole, pushing in slowly and deliberately. Gojo never made a wasted movement, he knew your body as if it were his own. 

He knew exactly what angle to press in at to hit that small sensitive spot in the back of your pussy. He anticipated the shiver that ran down your spine when he purposefully applied pressure to it. 

"Satoru," You keened as he dragged his hips in what some might have thought was a lazy moment. Gojo wanted to make sure you were fully acclimated before slamming into you. He wasn't always so considerate, but knowing how stressed you had been the past few weeks made him extra cautious of your needs. 

Thankful he was no longer abusing your clit, Gojo practically laid on top of you as he rutted his hips into you. "My pretty girl is taking me so well." He praised and you clenched around him at his sweet words. 

He suddenly increased his pace, moving hard and fast in the way that he knew you loved. Your eyes rolled back, trying again to squirm as he fucked you deeper into the straining mattress. "You can take it, princess." He groaned in response to your whimpers,  "Ah, fuck, feels so good inside you." 

While he would never admit it, Gojo hated when you were gone for long away missions. He hated having to look for his right hand for satisfaction or the pocket pussy you had given him as a gift one valentine's day. It just wasn't the same as your warmth. Nothing could simulate the feeling that your mewls of delight gave him. 

His swift pace had you on the verge yet again, the sounds of his skin hitting yours heightened your sensitivity. Gojo leaned down for an open-mouthed sloppy kiss, saliva escaping out the side of your mouth when you moaned as a third orgasm hit. 

Gojo didn't stop. Instead, he moved his thumb to rub against your clit once more, the once abandoned bud now alight with stimulation. Tears back to prick at your eyes, lining your waterline as the feeling of being utterly spent spread through you like wildfire. 

“‘Toru,” You babbled out a beg for him to give you a break. He merely ignored your pleas as he increased his pace yet again, so much so that you thought for sure you would break. 

“Not done yet,” He chided, “I haven’t cum.” The last part was a tease as this was more about pleasing you than himself. Gojo could be incredibly selfish at times, it had led to countless arguments, but there were also rare moments when he disregarded his own needs just to suit your own. 

Just when you thought you couldn’t possibly cum again, you did. This one hit stronger than the rest, a cry erupting from you as Gojo groaned at the tight fluttering of your walls around him. He wasted no time in letting himself hit his own release, pumping you full of his white cum as he pounded it into you haphazardly. 

You quaked beneath him, shaking like a leaf in hurricane winds. Gojo pulled out slowly, trying not to overwhelm you even more as he gently placed your legs back down on the bed. Though you were looking at him, your mind was elsewhere, swimming deep in the pool of endorphins that had been released. 

He placed a sweet kiss on your forehead before getting up to get two towels. He took a warm wet washcloth and wiped away the sweat and cum before drying you off with another clean towel. He was careful not to touch your clit, lest the tears finally fall from your eyes and down your cheeks. 

Slowly you came back to coherency as he slowly maneuvered you under the blankets and tucked you in. “Don’t go,” You murmured, catching the pleased smile on his face as he shook his head at you. 

“I’m not going anywhere,” He assured you as he got into bed with you and wrapped his arms around you tightly, peppering your neck and shoulder with tender presses of his lips. You relax even more in his strong embrace, knowing there was nothing in the world that could possibly harm you while you were tucked away in his arms. 

Stress-free for the first time in weeks, you quickly drifted into the best sleep you’d had since you left home. Your darling husband stayed with you the entire time, holding you close and making sure nothing would wake you prematurely.

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[jogos-delulu-wife]

Being the one constantly in his life, a weird source of comfort for the grouchy curse

It was cute in a way how you constantly advanced on him romantically and he never knew how to react, on occasion he would accept and appreciate gifts, help and assistance you’d selflessly give,

As for your soft touches, quick kisses and jumping and hugging the poor curse he’d often heat up way to easily out of shock or being flustered by your actions, leading to the few scars on your skin that you’d display so proudly

“Jogo gave me these and I love them 🥺” Geto simply offering a closed eye smile not thinking to much, Mahito was having a riot at how you thought the burns on your skin were something to cherish, immediately retaliating “Shut it you patchwork rag doll looking hoe! At least someone I admire gave me mine, Your little stitches scream i was abandoned by God and dragged through hell-” Geto stepping between the two of you as Mahito brought a hand up and you’d snap causing the special grade curse living inside you to manifest behind you “Now now let’s not get to ahead of ourselves here.”

Huffing out your nose you continued your side eye at Mahito as he’d walk off, unbeknownst to you, and to Geto’s humor Jogo stood a ways off bothered and heating up the air around himself, Hanami watched it all without interfering, a bit interested at Jogo’s reaction as well.

With time you moved in more and more into Jogo’s life, til the point where when he was sent out on missions you’d wordlessly join and he wouldn’t detest, silently acknowledging your presence and accepting your company. The same way to when Geto would send you out being the only other human to run errands when a human was needed Jogo would find a reason to go along, under the pretense of needing to do something else and it’s not to accompany you.

These secluded moments often led to what would be considered unofficial dates, mostly Jogo humming along to your words and indulging in your actions, begging him to try the Boba tea and snacks you’d buy from the convenience shops. Over all learning his favorite sweets were more bitter dark chocolates or spicy savory snacks to offset the sweet drinks you constantly offered him a sip of. It wasn’t his favorite thing but deep down inside he couldn’t stand your pout and whine if he stood by his firm “No it’s disgusting”

Eventually the day came when you caught him soundly sleeping in the room you had all rented at the Hot spring house, he laid propped up against some pillows, arms behind his head, reduced to a bathrobe to keep his modesty, smoke pipe loosely in his lips, you looked around snickering, looking down at your sleeping clothes you moved quietly dropping onto his futon, you heard him exhale through his nose before moving closer to his right side, sliding closer you laid your head and hand on his chest and looking up at him slightly, his brow furrowed a bit and you smiled,

Sliding your left arm under him and hugging his torso you propped your right leg over his and didn’t fight the instinct to cuddle into his side, eyes closing you slowly fell into a warm and comfortable sleep, after your breaths softened Jogo peered down at you just barely opening his eye, sighing he wrapped his right arm around you, fingers tracing lightly the skin of your shoulder and bicep, staring at the ceiling he couldn’t help but ask himself how he’d let himself get so comfortable with a non-cure much less a human at that

Soon his pipe was tucked away and he fell into sleep holding you tightly tucked into side, he’d never openly state it, but he did care for you, your wellbeing, so he’d keep you by his side to stay safe with him

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[teenandbeyond]

Gojo x Sub. Fem Demon Reader

This resulted from a misread request lol

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🕶 Disobedience 🕶 (Jujutsu Kaisen)

Warning(s): College AU, flirty reader, smut, a lil gore, public sex, dirty talk

It's your second semester at a new college and you've already got a guy trying to impress you, not doing too good so far when he's wearing shades indoors...

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He could feel you before you entered the room.

As you entered, he lowered his shades, like he couldn't see you clearly past them.

You were beautiful.

You immediately met his eyes, you could feel his power, too.

And when your lips lifted into a smirk, he decided.

He wanted you.

The next day, he made sure to make a point of falling into the chair next to you.

"Mm, are you here to dispose of me, curse user?"

"Not necessarily," he drew out his syllables, leaning on a palm, "I just wanted to get a better view."

"You're not going to get that from the very back of the class."

He met your gaze over his shades after turning his head your way, "I didn't mean the lesson. I'd much prefer to study you, instead. Better view than that geezer any day."

"Sacrificing your grades for me? I'm flattered," you offered a shark-like grin full of sarcasm.

"No need to worry about me. I have the best grades in this school," he smiled.

You rolled your eyes, kicking up your feet, "Of course you do."

"Miss [Name]! Put your feet down, right-"

Your professor cut himself off with a glare from you, your head tilted back, challenging him to say the rest.

All he did was clear his throat, "I'll let you off this time since this is your first day, but don't expect such leniency next time."

"Well, aren't you the rebellious one? Someone should tame that disobedience of yours," he purred out.

"I don't get tamed. It's not in my nature."

And every day after that, he finds something to brag to you about.

Trying to impress you, you supposed.

But he wasn't your type.

He was pretty, sure, but you weren't into men who weren't worth what they bragged about.

He just seemed like another egotistical pretty boy who was used to having his way in life.

And why hasn't he reported you yet? You were a demon, his type doesn't let you cruise around innocent people so easily. It's why you had to transfer quite a few times.

His answer?

"I mean, other than a few little pranks, you don't mean much harm. Just another student trying to get their degree. As long as it stays that way, you'll be fine."

He seemed to care more about getting in your pants than much else.

He even brought you your favorite drink from some cafe a few minutes away.

"How the hell do you know I like this?" you ask after an experimental sip.

"I watch."

"Creepy. And I'm a demon."

All he does is smile.

You have a strange dynamic of banter, Gojo not really getting past your wall.

"We can't go on one date, beautiful?"

"My dates include an exclusion of clothes."

"I certainly wouldn't mind that," he smiles, flashing his pearly whites.

"You haven't earned the privilege, human."

"I will..."

Things change one day when a sleazy student decides to grope you on your way out of your last class. Even after you tell him to stop.

You both end up in a hidden corner with you tugging hard on his ear, threatening him.

"Listen here, human. You have two options...You can either use this pencil and stab yourself in your poorly endowed genitals. Or I can tear off your ear for your poor listening abilities."

"You crazy bitch, you think you scare me? I've had crazier girlfriends."

"Oh, have you, now? Well, I don't like being second best to anybody. May I show you why I'm the one to fear?"

You mute him with your power, he's unable to be heard by powerless humans. And you slowly tug further and further away from his head.

He tries to struggle away, but your power holds him in place.

"You don't deserve these ears anyway, much too pretty for that attitude of yours," you grin as he begins to scream.

"Stop! Stop! It's going to tear off!" he shrieked.

"That's the point."

You silently glance at the ear in your hand, then back at the screaming young man.

And you laugh. Tossing your head back, hard.

"Fascinating! Humans are very expressive."

"What's going on here?"

You blandly glance over to see Gojo moving closer, "You're not blind. I think it's blatantly obvious."

"Gojo! Gojo, help me, man! This bitch is crazy!"

"Silly human, he can't-"

"Help you? Lovely [Name] here doesn't seem like the type to do something without reason."

He could hear him? Right...his power.

"So what did you do, Kimura?"

"Nothing! All I did was flirt a little and she went nuts!"

You stab a pencil into your desired area, getting another satisfying scream out of him, "You touched me without my permission. And even after my merciful warning, you kept doing it...You were confident, too. I can only imagine how many human women it took to gain it. What do you have to say about that?"

All he could do was groan in pain.

"Well, at least now you can live alone like you deserve. Only desperate little humans would get with a sleazy man lacking an ear and a hard-on. Now, get out of my sight," your power releases him as you dismiss him with a hand.

You don't turn to look at him as he rushes to hobble away.

But before he can turn around the corner, his body freezes in place and shatters like glass.

"Foolish human. I don't let scum like you live."

"Well, well. Interesting to finally see your power in action."

You jump at the voice next to you, when did Gojo get that close?

"You didn't try to help him."

"He was weak anyway. But I told you not to harm anyone, or we'd have a problem."

"I have selective hearing," you smirked, leaning against a brick wall.

"Selective hearing, huh? Of course, you do," he hummed.

Before you could blink, he was pressed into you, arm against your throat.

"I should kill you."

"Will you?"

"Hmm," his gaze bore through you, "It'd be a shame...I like you."

"I am quite the charmer," you don't break his stare even as his thumb brushes against your cheek, red staining it when it leaves you.

"Red suits you," he muttered, looking down at the blood.

"It suits anyone."

"But I like it on you, I'm not talking about everyone else," he drags his thumb over your lips. Teasing it between them.

You tease back by accepting it inside when he meets your gaze again.

He sucks in a breath, "Damn, you're beautiful."

"I know," you kiss the pad of his finger.

"And a tease."

"So are you."

"And you need to be put in check. I can't have you killing whenever you feel like it," he glares.

"Even the strongest of your human warriors failed to do so. You're no different. All bark, no bite."

His grin is wide and dark, "I'm always happy to bite if you want me to, princess."

He was willing to prove it.

Your back was slammed against the wall, your legs tightening around his waist.

All hints of his normal nonchalance were gone and so were his shades, he couldn't let them get in the way.

As he sucked on your breast, leaving hickeys behind, he made sure to stare into your soul.

He wanted to make a point.

Especially after a statement you made.

"I don't have very high expectations for you. I've lain with many mortals and demons alike. And I've forgotten all of them, no one can sate my hunger enough to be remembered."

He lifted you higher, he gripped your thighs as he kissed down your stomach.

You thought he was a little weakling, but he lifted you with ease...

...looks can be deceiving.

You bit your lip as his breath hit your inner thigh, "Hm...do you deserve my mouth there? You've been very disobedient. Disobedience shouldn't be rewarded..."

Your breath hitched as he nipped the plush of your thigh.

"Sensitive. Have you been neglected here? No wonder your hunger hasn't been sated. They're basic."

You groan in frustration as he goes everywhere but where you want.

"You asshole."

"I'm well aware, you've called me that a few times already."

"You think you're so great just--Oh my--!"

"Ironic coming from a demon," he giggles lowly, before getting back to work.

You grip his hair tight, and you briefly think about it being painful, but he doesn't say anything to indicate it is.

All he does is groan, syllables drawn out, "Mmm...a delicacy."

You try to keep quiet, eyes squeezed shut, your pride not allowing you to give him what he wants.

But then his hit tongue hits the right spot just as he adds a couple fingers.

Your legs squeeze him closer as you moan, louder than you'd like.

You can feel him chuckle and you know his ego is boosted a little.

"D-don't get too big-headed, there's plenty of people that've made me-" he cuts you off again after sucking hard.

Your back arches against brick and you look down at him to find him already looking up at you.

He looks like...he's starved.

You look away, you've never done such a thing.

And just when you're about to reach your peak of pleasure, he pulls away.

It both relieves and infuriates you.

You didn't want to admit that this human could make you do something few have done.

But on the other hand, this asshole. How dare he deprive you?

A hand leaves your thigh as he reaches for his pants with it.

"Impatient are we?" you mock, in between breaths.

"If it tastes that good, I wanna know how it feels..." he muttered.

You watch openly as he reveals himself for you to see.

"Ego now makes sense."

"Hm."

And soon he's rubbing between your folds, watching intently.

"Are you just going to sit and watch all day?"

"You don't deserve it, so don't expect me to go easy on you."

"I can handle you just fine. Just put it in already-"

And he does, in a single motion he's as deep as he can get.

With a whimper, your nails dig into his back through his shirt.

He groans into your collarbone before sliding out just to slam back in.

"W-wait, Goj-ah!" you gasp out a strangled moan.

He slams into you again, and again, slowly.

He grins into your neck, "I've been waiting for someone like you. I can go all out and not hold back for once. Should I stop holding back on you? I did say I wouldn't..."

And you stiffened at the words, "That was holding back?"

"Wanna tap out now before it's too late, pretty girl?"

"Fuck you."

"Already doing that, but fine."

And once he sets his merciless pace, sounds won't stop slipping past your lips. None of which you're proud of.

"Shut up, you pathetic demon, whimpering like a dog on my mortal cock that you don't deserve," he growled into your ear, gripping your neck tight.

Your eyes roll back, drool escaping past your gaping mouth.

And quickly you have a shaking climax, before it can end, he's still going. It's not long before you can feel your body on the edge of approaching another.

"Look at you. Chanting my name like you worship me. Drunk on how good of a fuck it is. Weren't you talking shit not too long ago? Now you're acting like my desperate little whore."

Usually, when people talked to you like that, you'd disintegrate them...but at that moment, you forgot how to speak, only able to say the same words.

"Satoru, Satoru, Satoru...ohhh. Please, oh, please!"

He gripped your chin, roughly tugging it down, he met your eyes, "You're never gonna be able to stop thinking about me. You're gonna try, but then you'll give up, and have your hand between your legs until you accept that your destiny is to be my little toy...and come crawling back to me."

"I-I-I'm..."

"Do it."

You collapse on top of him when you do, clenching around him so much he moans with you.

He eases you back from your high, kissing your neck.

"Since you were a good little toy, you can help me finish. Not that you're worthy of it."

And the second he puts you down you're on your knees taking him.

He groans, looking down at you as he pets your head, "So eager... Did I tame you that quickly?"

Gojo knew he'd win this challenge. All that annoyance he'd pent up from you playing hard to get he put into you.

But unlike he thought, that burning desire for you didn't go away even as you went down on him.

Even when he reached his own high.

Perhaps you'd have to be his toy for a while...

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[torusblindfold]

i want jjk men with drunk reader RIGHT NYAWW

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[alexiswritingstuff]

guys I have to confess that my fixation has changed again. I am so deep into Jujutsu Kaisen that it's all that I can think about.

I know for a fact that I will continue writing for Mulder, but in the meantime I was wondering if anyone had any X reader requests related to JJK?

Preferably with Megumi because I believe he is the one I would be confident in writing for the most genuinely as a starter. Though, I must say Higuruma is a close second.

When sending in requests please know that I don't mind anything as long as it is SFW, and that I usually write the reader as either gender neutral or male.

Feel free to write them under this post, through my inbox, or even as a message!

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[satorusugurugurl]

First off, thank you for all of the love!! Omg I'm so glad you love Escort!Gojo and my other fics!! I'll be making a tag list for the escort series! I'm very excited to continue it!

Here’s what y’all can look forward to:

Gojo x Read Morning Sex (request)

JJK Men: Friends with Benefits

As always, bring your brain worms to my Brain Worm farm for requests! I wrote smut, fluff, and angst!!

-Marie! 💚

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[tigerpeachs]

Here’s a little sneak peak at something I’m still working on (= 3 =)

Fuck. Oh fuck. His lips pressed softly against your own, parting just slightly so you can feel the wetness of his saliva on your bottom lip, prompting you to open your mouth. Although you're slow to react, he's not. His hand drifted from the latch to your hip, kneading the flesh of your hip exposed from your shirt riding up.

The palm of his hand is hot, and you gasped, reaching up to grab the back of his head. You lightly gasped as he slipped his tongue across the open seam of your mouth. Were you salivating? Your mouth felt so wet and ready for him, for his tongue. It shocked you how your body reacted so easily to him. You fidgetted for a moment before you tensed, feeling the seams of your shorts press against your sex, too sensitive for the lack of stimulation it's had. Just a touch and you knew you’d melt.

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[thejujvtsupost]

Heyo! Got a little sfw/fluff request about Geto and Gojo x reader (no established relationship) and maybe could end with the both of them confessing if it's alright 👉👈

Something in like Satoru and Suguru's school days and Gojo is always the popular one and Geto is kind of overlooked/compared with Gojo's beauty but the thing is Gojo doesn't like that people always shrug off his best friend then one day reader is in class with a few girls chitchatting and the boys pass by the class and overhear the conversation you were having and get curious (cause they know you through Shoko) and the girl group was talking about their favorite things in guys and most of them would say things they like about Gojo and when it was your turn to answer, you just said you really liked Geto's eyes when he smiles and kinda go on a rent about things your really like about Geto (actions, physical, personality, etc) and the rest is up to you :>

Thank you so much!!!

No Time Like the Present

Lmao not me releasing this before I fixed my formatting hahahaha 💀 Jfc. Anyway, sorry for the delay anon!

Notes: F!reader, College setting, reader and characters are 18-19, sort of unintentional confessions, eavesdropping, not unrequited love, reader is shy, Shoko & Gojo making bets, you’re both oblivious disasters.

“C’mon man, she’s been staring at you for weeks. No way she doesn’t like you.” The halls were empty while they roamed and wasted time. This conversation has been coming up more and more frequently. He never believed Gojo.

Geto knew his best friend was highly desired at their college - he didn’t blame anyone. But there were time (just this time, actually) when he wished he wasn’t in Gojo’s shadow.

Gojo didn’t get the vibe that you wanted him. Sure, you were friendly; even on the way to actual friends, but that was a totally different feeling. No, he didn’t need his technique to know your gaze was always on his best friend. Both of you were painfully obvious and absolutely oblivious to each other. As luck would have it though, Gojo knew where your class was and decided he’d create a little mischief - Wouldn’t it be a coincidence if you randomly bumped into each other?

Things were about to change for Geto.

Hearing your voice from your nearby classroom made him shoot Gojo an accusatory glare and felt his heart lurch. Gojo didn’t even bother with the look and dragged him to the wall to eavesdrop wait for you.

“This is weird, we’ll catch up with her later at Shoko’s-” he was cut of by Gojo obnoxiously shushing him.

“Shut up and listen!” He said with a whisper shout, his eyes were wide and he was gaining a bigger self satisfied grin by the second.

Fine. Whatever it’d take to make Gojo leave before you saw them.

You were sitting with two other girls, a blonde and a brunette.

“I think he’s dreamy! Those eyes, I wish he’d take his sunglasses off more often!" The blonde didn’t bother to hide her open admiration. Geto really didn’t want to hear you gushing over his best friend…

The brunette let out a sigh, “yeah he’s dreamy, but have you seen how hot he is? Those abs!”

Then they were looking at you expectantly for your contribution. “I think he’s nice… but I really like his friend more.”

“You mean Suguru Geto? He’s pretty hot too.”

“Yeah.” You felt your face flush. “It’s not that he’s hot, well he is. He’s so strong and tall and his smile is so- ugh that’s not the point!” Your friends started giggling at your expression.

“I think he’s also really kind and considerate… he’s been helping me with my homework, we’ve been studying together lately and he’s so smart! Funny too, the other day he said some lame joke about Gojo and I couldn’t stop laughing, I even snorted. It was so embarrassing! He knew it was lame and kept going though, my sides were hurting.”

That didn’t make sense to Geto, he thought your laugh was cute. “But he’s such a good listener too, he remembers the small stuff that I wouldn’t expect him to know. He knows how I like my coffee and we’ve only studied at a cafe twice.”

“Uh oh, someone’s got a crush!” They were teasing you, Geto couldn’t wipe the smile off his face. He wished they hadn’t stopped your rant, though.

Geto had his body smushed as close to the door as possible, your blush was adorable and a huge boost to his confidence. Gojo was snickering and texting Shoko, there was an ongoing bet between them about how long it’d take for you guys to get together.

“It’s not like that! I mean, he wouldn’t go for someone like me anyway. Every time I think about asking him out I remember he’s way out of my league and I’m just me…”

Geto felt his heart squeeze. Just you? He loves likes just you. If anything you’re the one out of his league!

Your class ended not ten seconds later before Geto could formulate a better plan, you smiled brightly when you noticed him next to Gojo. Thirty seconds just wasn’t enough time to prepare everything he wanted to say; all he knew was that if you were feeling shy, he was going to ask you out as soon as he could. Anything to make you happy.

Starting right now, since there was no time like the present…

Thinking about making a request? Check my bio to see if they’re open! <3

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[lunaoyabun]

Idk if I lack motivation or inspiration to write something sooo... requests are open!

U can request for:

Anime/Manga: mainly Jujutsu kaisen & Haikyu, but I'm open for other suggestions

Video Games: mainly dbd, resident evil, milkman ;)

(other stuff I'll look up and decide if I wanna write about it or not)

Stuff I write: shipping, reader/selfshipping, fluff, angst, smut, mafia, supernatural stuff like vampires & stuff, voyeurism, royalty fiction, futuristic fiction, au, time travel, space related stuff, pregnancy, breeding kink, spit kink (even though I don't personally like it, I can write it), choke kink, manhandle kink, size kink, bdsm (only bondage like shades of grey, not hardcore), threesome, group sex.

triggering stuff I write: self-harm, drugs, mental illness, physical illness, yandere & stalker, weapons & guns used for sex practics, creepy pasta & any other kind of horror, consential non-consencial, consential! somnophilia.

I don't write about: boy love/yaoi shipping anymore (except it's a male reader request), piss kink or other kinks I'm personally uncomfortable with, abusive relationships (except it's exclusively a yandere story) & non-consencial stuff (due to personal experience), ddlg or any kind of underage (characters will be aged up accurately by the current time), pet play & animal related stuff, knife & blood play (except yandere), alpha omega werwolf related stuff (lack of knowledge & interest).

If you're not sure about your request, don't be scared to ask! ✨️

Feel free to request! 🩵

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[fandom-madness69]

Kento Nanami x Fem Reader Aladdin Type AU

This fic was requested by @princeasimdiya12

Hope you all enjoy

Word count: 1,938

Content: male pov for a while, gagged Kento, Kento in a cock cage, Kento gagged and in a cock cage as he does guard duties, Kento being edged, Kento being submissive, Kento orgasming

You couldn’t help the fact that Nanami was your favorite guard in the whole of the King’s Guard. He was the only one who wasn’t always so stiff and formal with you. Sure he did keep to his duties and his formalities but once he was off duty he became an entirely different man. Last night was the most bold you two had been so far in your secret relationship. You sat up in your large bed and the sheets looked around your waist. You looked over and saw Nanami was still asleep and watching his back rise and fall with each breath was almost enough for you to not wake him up. But he was a guard after all and he had duties he had to attend to.

You gently rubbed his back and leaned over to place soft kisses on his shoulder. You felt his breathing change and his body stir underneath you.

“Good morning my Princess, did you sleep well,” he asked his voice thick with sleep. You sat back up and watched him roll over. His face lit up as he noticed your bare chest and this made you bite your lip. He sat up with a soft groan and you could see the tent his hard cock was making out of your blanket.

“I did sleep very well, it helped that you tired me out so much,” you replied. This made him smile and pull you into his lap.

“That’s very good Princess,” he said as he placed soft kisses all over your face.

“I have a challenge for you today Kento’,” you said and he stopped kissing your face to look at you. His eyebrow were raised and his hands on your hips tightened a little bit.

“What is the challenge Princess Y/N?” he asked. You smirked as you leaned over the side of the bed knowing Kento’s hands on your hips would keep you from falling. You sat back up with your silk panties from last night in your hand.

“I want you to wear these as a gag and a chastity cage,” you explained as the panties dangled off your finger. He swallowed hard and started to blush.

“As you wish Princess,” he said before grabbing the panties from your hand.

“Not right this very second Kento,” you giggled, “you will wear them while you work and try your best not to embarrass yourself in front of everyone. Luckily I won the argument with my father last night and so he’s on a hunting trip for the next three days. It helps that he’s finally taking me seriously as an adult now that I’m twenty-one.” Kento smiled and shook his head before he gently moved you from his lap.

“Need to use the restroom Princess,” he said as he slid off the bed. You watched his naked body walk across your room and disappear into the big bathroom. You slid off the bed and pulled on a robe before digging the chastity cage from the nightstand next to your bed.

Kento huffed out a moan as he grabbed at your hair a bit tighter. You were teasing him into half hardness before you locked his cock in the cage. His thighs trembled a little bit as your expert tongue snaked over the slit on the tip of his cock. He might have been your only partner but you definitely knew how to work your tongue over his length. He whined a bit as your tongue disappeared back into your mouth. Shivers ran down his spine as the cold metal locked around his cock.

“And now for the next part,” you said and pointed to his discarded uniform from last night.

“I don’t get to go get a freshly pressed one from my room Princess?” he asked. He was already walking towards the clothes pile all the while the metal around his cock bounced off his inner thighs ever so slightly. The sensation only made him shiver again.

“Nope, I want it to be obvious but not obvious that you’re up to something,” you said from somewhere behind him. He tried to focus on your words as he dressed but the cold metal around his shaft was making that incredibly hard. Once he was dressed he turned to face you.

“And now for the final piece,” you said holding up the panties again. Kento blushed again before opening his mouth wide. You balled up the panties and stuffed them in his mouth.

The sight of his lips closing around your panties made you start to drool and this only served to make Kento’s cock twitch inside the cage. He groaned softly as the taste and smell from last night filled his mouth and nose.

“Alright then off you go to work,” you teased out and Kento had to adjust himself but it didn’t do much to hide the lump in his pants. This made you giggle.

“Ash ywh whsh pnshnsh,” Kento said around the gag in his mouth. The muffled speech was also making his cock harder. You had no idea what you were doing to him.

A little while later Kento had successfully managed to avoid everyone so far. When the King went on a hunt he usually took two thirds of the King’s Guard with him. The sound of someone else’s footsteps approaching his post on top of this guard tower was making him sweat despite the cool weather. Kento watched as his friend and fellow guardsman Suguru walked out of the enclosed part of the wall and into the sunlight pouring on to the guard tower.

“Good morning there Kento, it’s quite a lovely day isn’t it,” Suguru asked the big blonde man. Kento looked out into the distance which he knew wouldn’t be suspicious to Suguru but was to hide his blushing cheeks.

“Ysh nth msh,” Kento got out. Suguru coughed and this made Kento turn to look at him.

“Got something stuck in your throat today Nanami?” Suguru asked as he raised an eyebrow at Kento. His face was all but screaming that he was catching on.

“Mmph,” was all Kento could get out from embarrassment.

“Listen man I’m not one to shame things here and I’m great at secrets but you need to be careful sleeping with the King’s daughter okay?” Suguru’s face and voice were both laced with genuine concern.

“Shnsh,” Kento said.

“You’re welcome man. And next time the Princess wants to gag you make sure she uses panties that aren’t as yellow as the outfit she’s wearing today,” Suguru called over his shoulder before disappearing into the short hallway back to his own post.

Kento smacked himself in the forehead knowing you were going to ask if anyone caught him. He wasn’t sure if you would punish him or not but either way his cock twitched in the cage at the thought.

A little while later as his shift was coming to an end none other than the King’s Guard’s second in command Satoru came bounding up to Kento in the hallway.

“Hey there man,” the white haired man said as he clapped a hand on Kento’s shoulder. Kento turned around and felt his face heat up again. Saturo’s blue eyes were one of the most fascinating things in this desert wasteland.

“Hhy,” Kento said.

“So I was wondering if you wanted to come with me to the market once shift change is over,” Saturo said as he fell into step next to Kento.

“Cnnth,” Kento said hoping keeping his speech as minimal as possible wouldn’t draw attention from his friend.

“Why not? Got some super secret guard duty with the Princess to attend to,” Saturo teased and stuck his tongue out at Kento. If it wasn’t for his promise to you not to remove the gag Kento would have torn the pretty man a new one.

“Mmghy,” Kento said.

“Well maybe she can get whatever’s caught in your throat to come lose,” Saturo teased before he took off back in the direction he had come from.

Kento sighed with relief. Saturo hadn’t caught on. This relief somehow made him completely hard inside the cage. He hurried to your room already knowing his post was filled for the night. Saturo was the only one who had to wait until everyone had changed shifts before he was allowed to do his own things since the Captain was gone.

“So how many people found out,” you asked as soon as Kento entered your bedroom. You stayed lounging across your chaise. Your bright yellow silk pants hung lower on your hips than they had outside the room earlier in the day. Your matching top was also pulled down further into your shoulders than you should have had it but you were in private now and the sight of your cleavage was sure to make Kento tell the truth.

“Onm,” Kento muttered around your panties. You motioned for him to come over to you and he did. You pulled the panties from his mouth and he let out a loud sigh.

“Who?” you asked.

“Suguru, he saw the yellow and noticed it matched your outfit. I’m sorry my Princess he and Satoru also seem to know about our relationship,” he said before kneeling and looking at the floor.

“Well, that could prove to be problematic,” you said as you lifted his chin with one hand.

“I promise Your Majesty they won’t say a word to anyone. I trust them with your life and our secret,” he said sincerely. You simply nodded.

“Well then since the only person to catch you was Suguru I think I’ll keep your punishment brief,” you said. He gulped hard and nodded.

“As you wish Princess,” was all he said.

“Princess,” Kento panted out, “please may I cum?” His desperate whines filled the air of your room as you slowly stroked his cock. He was standing completely naked with his back against the closed shutters to one of your windows. You mulled it over before grinning widely.

“No,” you said as you squeezed tighter and started to stroke faster. Kento fought to keep his hands pressed into the wall above him as you had instructed him to do but it wasn’t easy going.

“Please Princess my cock hurts so badly,” he whined out again. You looked down and saw the head of his cock was almost purple in your hand.

“Then cum right now,” you demanded as you stroked his whole length as fast as you could. Kento refused to disappoint you so he came immediately. His cock twitched and throbbed in your hand as rope after rope of his cum shot out and landed on the carpet a foot away.

You doubled down on the stroking as you pushed him through his orgasm. When his cock started to shrink in your hand and his body was shaking you finally let go.

“Next time you will make sure no one catches you or your punishment will take place in front of an open window instead of a closed one. Understand?” you asked him as he panted heavily.

“Yes Princess,” Kento panted out as he lowered his big arms around you. He pulled your curvy clothed body into his own and growled softly.

“May I please make you scream my name into the night again Princess?” he asked as he buried his face into the crook of your neck.

“Yes, Kento you may,” you responded. He scooped you up and carried you over to your bed. And he did indeed make you scream his name in pleasure far after the sun had set.

Please do not reupload this anywhere. If anyone ever sees my original work uploaded anywhere please let me know. I only post here for now. One day I might actually move things over to my Ko-fi

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