anonymousumiko

[anonymousumiko]

daddy's gf | gojou.

ღpairing: gojou satoru x reader

ღwarning: 18+ content (minors DNI), dub-con/non-con idk (reader ends up giving into pleasure), stepfather gojou, pseudo-incest, public sex, needy and desperate gojou, cheating, manipulation if you squint, ownership, pet names, fingering and fucking!, picnic sex

word count: 2k

synopsis:

gojou likes to take his stepdaughter out on cute dates because everyone thinks they’re a couple!

ღ: for anonymous <3

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Today was one of those unusually nice days. One of those days when the sun hung high in the sky without a single cloud in sight.

One of those unusual days of leaving the house and seeing your neighbors walk outside, their kids laugh amongst themselves as they raced with their bikes.

It was one of those days where you'd see others out and about in town. Teenage girls shop, couples crowd cafes, and older women on their daily walks reminiscing what they were doing during these days when they were younger.

Today was one of those unusual days when your stepfather would drag you out of your warm sheets in the name of spending more time together.

As if the two of you didn't already spend more than enough time together.

You shied away from the grinning man as he brought a spoonful of strawberry shortcake up to your lips. "Open up buttercup!"

Your eyes averted from his circular sunglasses. Embarrassment as clear as day on your face as you gripped the hem of your dress. Anyone that watched the two of you would think you're a couple.

And you were sure Gojou knew that as he scooted closer to you, pressing the spoon against your lips. "Come on baby look at me," You did as you were told, averting your eyes from the cute couple just a few feet away from you. "Open those lips for daddy, mkay?"

Glossy lips separated as Gojou never took his shaded eyes off of you. Watching as he inserted the spoon into your mouth before you clamped down on it.

Time seemed to stop as he slowly dragged the spoon out of your mouth. "Yummy right?" And you nodded, your taste buds igniting from your mother's recipe.

"Mhmm, it's really good!" You moaned, a smile gracing your lips at the flavor. Gojou never left your bubble as you stretched your neck to look up at him.

The older man appeared lost in thought as he dragged his thumb against the corner of your lip. A white fluffy cream coating the digit. "You made a mess silly," His voice was low, in a tone that made butterflies fill your tummy as his thumb went into your mouth.

You could feel his gaze on your shaky form as your tongue swiped against the pad of his finger before he took it away.

You felt like you could finally breathe again as he looked away from you. The sound of chirping birds no longer consumed your hearing as you listened to your thumping heart in your ears.

You still weren't used to your stepfather's blatantly flirtatious acts whenever it was just the two of you. But they worried you and things always seemed to go further than they should.

You wondered when it'd be a good time to tell mom...

"I stayed up all night making these so you better enjoy every last one of them!"

Yet you couldn't deny that he was just like that, maybe he was just being kind to his daughter. You don't know anyone else that would stay up all night crafting such delicious meals just for you.

An assortment of fruits on one platter and tiny cakes and macaroons on another. White tulips in a glass vase between the two of you as you sat on a plain white sheet.

And Gojou looked so nice, so handsome in his navy buttoned-down shirt and black trousers. His hair lay lazily on his ears while he adjusted his shades.

What other guy would put this much effort into you but your father?

You see why your mom really likes him.

Yet you couldn't dismiss his inappropriate behavior, not when it made a pit form in your stomach.

"Thank you for doing this for me." You mumbled, chewing delicious strawberries in between the silence.

"Of course! You know how much I love to treat my pretty princess!" You frowned. Why'd he have to call you things like that?

"About that..." You trailed off. You could feel his eyes through his glasses staring straight through you. "I don't know, I just feel like sometimes certain things you do are really... really inappropriate and so from the outside looking in it may look like it's something it's not."

"What do you mean?"

Your mouth fell agape. Maybe you were reading into things too much and now look at you, cheeks flushed and written with embarrassment.

"I mean like... like the dates and stuff you know. Some people may think that we're..."

"We're what?"

You don't know when he got so close, but you could feel his exhale on the back of your neck. A chill ran down your spine as you found yourself in between his legs, his back against the large tree trunk.

"A couple or something." You breathed out. The heat from his body transferring into your own. "Like right now we... we look like a couple because we're so close!"

And when you tried to move away he kept you there, his arms like snakes as they wrapped around your form, pressing you further against him.

"Yeah, we do look like a couple don't we?"

You found yourself looking at everyone around you. Wondered if the couple across from you noticed your predicament, wondered if the women walking their strollers could tell you were uncomfortable.

"Is that really so bad though?" He asked you. A hand fell onto your thigh, his cold touch causing your breath to hitch as his fingers teasingly trailed closer towards your sex. "I really like it when people mistake my daughter for my cute girlfriend."

His other hand found comfort on your clothed breast, kneading the soft skin for anyone to see. "When we went to that cafe and the server mistook you for my girlfriend I nearly got hard on the spot when I told him you were my precious stepdaughter."

You jumped at the feeling of soft fingers grazing against your panties. A finger every so often pressing against your clothed clit. "The look of surprise when I told him what you really were made me want to do bad, bad things to you in front of him."

"Stop... stop it!" You whined. Your head fell onto his shoulder as his finger slowly went up and down your clothed slit so teasingly slow. You had never felt more afraid, you had never felt so good yet so scared.

Everyone else was in their own world but it felt as if everyone's eyes were on you. Watching as you moaned in pleasure at your father's cruel touch. Watching as his lips peppered kisses on your exposed neck while his other hand pinched your nipple through your dress.

"I don't think you want me to stop doll. Not when you're this wet," He emphasized by pressing against the wet spot on your panties. "I think you like it when others mistake you as my girlfriend. Don't think I don't see how embarrassed you get."

"No, I don't like it!" You cried out as he moved your panties to the side, finally touching your aching pussy. Butterflies filled your stomach as you coated his finger in your wetness.

You felt as if you were drowning in pleasure. Dirty thoughts clouded your mind as you secretly wished that he'd stop teasing you. "You try so hard to be innocent and good for your mother but I know you think about me. I know you want me."

Gojou's warmth melted you like ice as two digits delved into your hole. You felt as if you were being split in two as he stretched out your walls.

His teeth nipped at your ear as you swore you started to see stars. "You can't touch me like this... you're not allowed."

"But you want it. Your cunt is swallowing my fucking fingers, baby girl."

You shook your head. Ignoring the way you arched your back when he curved his fingers inside of you. Moving them so teasingly slow in and out of you. Massaging every inch of your walls and causing pleasure to ignite in you like a fire.

Everything felt like too much. The clothes on your body, the sun on your skin, the people around you, and his touch, it was burning you alive.

"You wanna be daddy's girlfriend, I know you do." You could feel his hard cock against your back, rubbing against you every time you shook in his hold.

"No, no I don't," And you tried your hardest to bite back your moans. Tried your best to conceal the fact that you loved having your daddy's hands on you. That you loved the way his touch burned into your skin. "I don't, I don't, I don't!"

You don't yet you're coming undone in his arms. Covering your shameless moans with the palm of your hand as your walls clenched around his fingers.

Your body tense as waves of pleasure suddenly came crashing down. You came around his fingers the same way you wanted to cum around his cock.

Breathless and shaking.

You turned your gaze towards him, watching as he placed his fingers stained with your cum into his mouth. Moaning at the meer taste of you. You had never felt more embarrassed.

Yet embarrassment quickly turned into excitement when a set of lips connected to your own. His tongue massaging your own ever so slowly.

The kiss was warm, full of utmost love and affection.

And you kissed him back feverishly, sucking on his bottom lip before he began to pull away.

You felt yourself fall into a spell as you ignored the sound of him unzipping his pants, and pulling out his cock. Suddenly you found your body towards his own, his hands under your ass as he lifted you up, hovering over his dick.

You found your arms around his neck, your head laying on his shoulder as he brought you down on his cock. You felt as if you were coming back to life at the sudden intrusion.

A burning sensation in between your legs as you realized what you were doing and where you were doing it. "Stop it Gojou!" You stuttered, "Stop it we... we can't do this. Not here!"

"No one's looking baby girl, fuck, I promise."

His cock was much bigger than his fingers, much thicker and much longer. A groan erupted from Gojou's throat, his hands finding solace on your hips.

"Come on you have to move, you have to move for daddy." You had never heard him speak in such a way. So needy, so desperate. He wanted you. "Please, princess."

You removed your head from his shoulder, eyes meeting his shades. You couldn't help but wonder what expression he was making.

To the older male's surprise, you lifted his glasses up onto his head, meeting his softened eyes. Lust present in his icy blue pools.

Your pussy glided up and down his cock, your pretty pink nails digging into his shoulders every time your ass clapped against his hips.

His forehead laid against your own as you breathed in every curse, every moan, and every shaky breath that fell from his lips.

You wondered how the two of you looked to other people. If they could tell that the two of you looked into each other's eyes in a lust-filled trance.

If from the outside looking in they could tell that you were bouncing up and down his cock. If they knew that your stepfather's tip was kissing your cervix with every thrust of the hip.

"Won't you be daddy's girl?" He muttered against your lips, "Be daddy's girlfriend. I'll treat you, Mmm, better than any other man ever could."

All you could do was moan in response. Too engulfed in pleasure. Too focused on the way you grinded against him, on the set of teeth that marked your skin violently.

His fingers dug crescent moons into your ass as he rutted into you. You were like jelly in his hand while he fucked you. His words went through one ear and out the other as he begged for you to be his.

"M'yes, please I wanna... wanna be daddy's girl." You whined, "I wanna be daddy's sweet girlfriend!"

His kisses were like jumper cables to a car as he peppered them along your skin.

"You're already daddy's girl, you've always been daddy's girl."

#tw dubious consent #tw noncon #tw stepcest #smut #x reader #fanfiction #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #fanfic #gojou saturo #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #gojou x reader #gojou satoru x reader #gojo x you

[anonymousumiko]

ur acc is so cute :] ! am on my hands and knees for u to write bimbo housewife reader x shiggy ! <3

ღpairing: shigaraki x reader

ღwarning: 18+ content (minors DNI), non-con, drunk sex, house party!, frat house, bimbo reader, shiggy takes advantage of you, name-calling, degradtion, bathroom sex, shiggys a virgin, dabis a asshole

word count: 2.6k

synopsis:

shigaraki’s first frat party wasn’t like he expected, but it was one he throughly enjoyed

ღauthors note: thank you for the request! i put my own little twist on it but i hope you still love it <333 @kittiestkat

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Shigaraki had no idea why he was here. Standing awkwardly in the corner of a crowded room, red solo cup in hand. The boy felt utterly exhausted and he'd only just gotten there.

He shouldn't have even been there.

He felt as if he was cowering in the corner, finding comfort in the small space as he looked around. Songs that he didn't know the name of blaring in his ear while others in the room tried to talk over them.

He watched idly as others danced and jumped around mindlessly, the putrid smell of alcohol filling his noise. He felt overstimulated and unwanted for everyone that walked past him looked at him in disgust.

Or maybe they were looking at the couple right next to him that were nearly taking off their clothes for anyone to see.

He should just go.

"Yo Shigaraki!" A burnt man that he knew all too well emerged from the crowd, a girl wrapped firmly around his arm, while his other hand grasped tightly onto a cup. "I can't believe you actually came, dude."

"You're the one that invited me..."

"Yeah but I was just joking, I didn't expect you to take it seriously." The blue-haired male frowned at his friend's words.

Guess he couldn't really call him a friend.

With downcast eyes, Shigaraki met the girl's gaze that clung to Dabi. She was clearly drunk out of her mind. Slurring every word she spoke as she continued to press her breast between his arm.

"Well hey, you're here now!" Dabi laughed, "Why don't you actually do something instead of just standing here. There's plenty of bitches to fuck."

Dry pale cheeks grew hot at the suggestion, "Don't tell me you're a fucking virgin in college?" Shigaraki didn't answer, looking anywhere but at the two in front of him.

"Oh-em-gee, you're a virgin!" The girl pipped up.

"Shut up bitch, who told you to fucking talk." Shigaraki felt uncomfortable in the middle of their clash, watching a pout form on Dabi's toy.

"We gotta get you laid dude."

"Who'd wanna do it with him?" Shigaraki's heart dropped to his stomach at the girl mumbling words that she thought no one could hear.

"Where's our housewife at?" Dabi asked, looking down at the younger girl. "She'll fuck anything that walks."

"She's in the bathroom upstairs babe, just got done throwing up I think. She's drunk out of her mind!!"

"Perfect. She won't notice how fucking disgusting the next dude she'll fuck is." Blue eyes motioning down towards the tent in the fumbling boy's pants.

Shigaraki hadn't even noticed that he'd gotten hard.

The bubbly brunette began to laugh at him. Asked him if he had gotten hard just from looking at her tits.

"Alright we gotta go, I'm starting to get impatient," Dabi muttered, looking down at the watch clad on his wrist. "Go upstairs and pay our lovely wife a visit."

Shigaraki made his way through the crowd. Having just left the kitchen to get a refill of liquid courage.

He found himself walking up creaky stairs. Beat-up tennis shoes slapped against hardwood as he found himself in a less crowded area.

Ruby irises looked through every door that wasn't unlocked. Trying his best to find the girl Dabi's friend described. A girl with tits that were too big, wearing a top that was too small.

Shigaraki stopped at the last room in the hallway, turning the knob on the door and taking a peek inside.

He was more than surprised to find a girl's room.

Wasn't this a male frat?

He walked in soundlessly, softly shutting the door behind him. The booming music becoming muffled, much to his relief.

Shigaraki looked around aimlessly. Taking note of the pale pink bedsheets with feminine clothing laying on top of them. He noticed the white vanity with perfume and make-up organized on it.

The large floor-length mirror captured how utterly creepy he looked and felt as he took hold of a large trophy.

LOV House Wife 2021-2022

Shigaraki felt his body freeze as he heard the sound of a quiet moan, his eyes catching the attention of light emitting from an ajar door.

The bathroom.

He quickly placed the trophy back where it was. Curiosity got the better of him as he found himself inside the messy bathroom.

And there you were.

Your arms were laying on the toilet, cradling your head. Your blonde locks were tied into messy braids while your bust squeezed against the toilet almost painfully.

You wore a tight white tube-top and a white miniskirt that appeared too short. Red eyes caught sight of your smooth, glowy thighs and your cleavage that begged to be in his hands.

Shigaraki swore his heart skipped a beat when your eyes met his. A smile formed on your glossy lips while you looked up at him solemnly.

"Hi there." Your voice was so soft, so cute and bubbly. Your smile made goosebumps form on his dry skin. You were the cutest girl he had ever seen.

“Hi… hi I’m sorry,”

“No it’s okay! I was just… just finishing up.” Shigaraki watched as you unglued yourself from the toliet, laying your back against the bathtub, the back of your hand swiping against your lips.

It didn’t take long for Shigaraki to notice all the bottles in your room. Taking note of your slurred words and hiccups.

“Did you need something?” You hiccuped.

The blue-haired male didn’t say anything for a while. He just watched you silently, asking himself if he was really about to take advantage of a girl in her drunken state.

“Hello?”

“Oh um, no-no! I just wanted to get away from the party.” He stammered, sweat prickling his skin. “It’s pretty hot down there.”

"Yeah, it is!" She giggled and Shigaraki swore he melted into the floor. "Do you come into girl's bathrooms often?"

"Huh? No! I was just looking for a bathroom I told you-"

"The first door up the hallway is a bathroom..."

Shigaraki's cheeks heated up in embarrassment as you started to laugh even harder, your hand slapping against his thigh as you giggled.

"It's okay, I'm just teasing." You sighed, "Pretty sure there's a couple in that bathroom anyway.

Shigaraki nodded. "So you're this frat's housewife? What does that mean?" It was the first time he'd seen you look embarrassed.

"You know I cook and I clean for everyone," You began to trail off, "And other stuff too..."

The two of you went quiet after that, and Shigaraki didn't know how to fill the silence. Trying his hardest to conceal his achingly hard cock.

However the stillness was quickly replaced by you scurrying over to the toilet, your fingers gripping the seat as you threw up. And Shigaraki found himself by your side, holding your soft locks in his hand and making soothing motions on your back.

"You're so nice..." You heaved, "Thank you."

If only you knew what Shigaraki was thinking.

Wondering what you'd look like if you threw up around his cock. Your teary eyes looking up at him, the whites of your eyes red like they were right now.

Drool hanging off the side of your lip while your large chest rose and fell.

Shigaraki didn't know why but he kissed you. His lips molded into yours so perfectly, like a puzzle piece that finally found its place.

Shigaraki ignored the awkward taste, ignored the way your soft hands beat on his chest, your pretty pink nails digging into his shirt.

He was just happy to have your hands on him.

He felt so lucky to have his first kiss be with such a pretty, sweet, bubbly girl.

His tongue entered your wet cavern, his pink muscle licking every inch, every tooth, every nook and cranny in your mouth.

"Get- Mmm- Get off me!" Your muffled words filled his ears with each bruising kiss, but it wasn't louder than his beating heart.

Your bottom lip found a place between his teeth before he pulled away. A red dot forming on your swollen lips. The taste of iron and bile in his mouth.

"Get out!" Your yelling alarmed him. "Get out of my room right freaking now you fucking weirdo!" You were being so nice before. You were flirting with him, weren't you? Why the sudden change? "Oh my god, leave you freak!!"

Shigaraki clamped a hand over your mouth, his brows furrowing, eyes glaring. "Don't talk to me like that!" He sneered, "Why are you being like this? What did I do wrong?!"

You moved your face away from his hold, "You kissed me you jerk!"

"What's wrong with that, huh?" He asked, "You go around kissing every other guy that's in this god damn house so what's wrong with me doing it?"

Shigaraki watched in anger as tears filled your widening eyes, your body shaking in fear under him.

And he liked it.

"Is it cause I look like this? Like a freak?" Shigaraki pulled down the top of your top, perky breast bouncing from the swiftness of the motion.

Shigaraki felt himself drooling, he’d only ever seen tits like these in hentais.

Dry hands took hold of your breasts, kneading and groping the soft skin. Dry lips found a place on your already marked neck, bringing your skin into his teeth.

You shut your eyes tightly, ignoring the feeling of the boy rutting his cock into your thigh. His whines and moans vibrating against your neck and echoing in your bathroom.

“So round… so soft” And you moaned when his fingers took hold of your nipples, squeezing and pinching them with every shake of his hip.

“Can I… Can I taste them?” He didn’t wait for your reply, bending down and taking a mound into his mouth.

He sucked on your tit as if he were a newborn, his teeth grinding against your nipples, flaky hands touching all over your stomach, your waist, your hips.

Shigaraki pulled away with a pop, hazy red eyes looking into your blurry ones. “Please stop,” You cried, “I won't tell anyone about this if you leave!”

Shigaraki only looked down at you as he stood up. You looked so cute, so pathetic. Mascara running down your cheeks, your lip gloss barely on your lips, your breast hanging out of your top, and mini skirt just short enough to show your pink lace panties.

“Shut up.”

Shigaraki pulled down his pants in boxers in one swoop, his cock springing to life in front of your terrified face.

His dick was dry, flakes of his skin falling onto your bathroom floor. You swore you could’ve thrown up despite your empty stomach. “I try my best to keep it moisturized, I’m sorry,” He said shyly, “Will you moisten it for me?”

You shook your head, black streaks falling onto your cheeks. “Moisten my dick you fucking slut!” Shigaraki took hold of your head, bringing you towards his dry cock.

You refused to open your mouth. Cringing at the way he smeared it onto your lips. “Open your mouth!” He yelled, “Open your god damn mouth or I swear I’ll gut you!”

Bruised lips hesitantly separated, his hard cock sliding against your tongue before you tightly wrapped your mouth around him.

A hushed moan fell from Shigaraki’s lips as his hand found a place in your hair. The boy had never felt anything like this before, and he never thought he ever would.

Your tongue swirled around each vein and every part of skin. Your fingers squeezing his heavy cum filled balls.

Your nails dug into his thighs, leaving small moons on his flesh. Drool falling from the side of your lip as his tip repeatedly hit the back of your throat.

Shigaraki gripped your hair tightly, looking down at you, almost cumming at the way his cock disappeared in your mouth.

The blue-haired boy was panting like a dog, his heart banging against his chest. His cheeks red and flushed while beads of sweat painted his skin.

“I’m gonna cum!”

Shigaraki forced your head down to the base, his toes curling in his shoes as he came. Your cheeks filling up with his hot seed.

He allowed you to pull away. Red eyes watched you in a daze as you swallowed his cum. The back of your palm wiping off the excess on your lip.

“Is… is that all?”

A grin formed on Shigaraki’s face as he shook his head. He got down on his knees in front of you, ignoring the way you flenched.

“I’ll return the favor.”

Shigaraki leaned over you, placing your legs on his shoulder before pulling up your mini skirt. “No!” You cried, “Please, please just leave!”

Cold, dry fingers ripped your panties. His lips pressing against your pussy. He experimentally swiped his tongue between your lips, feeling you jolt under him.

You tasted like something that he couldn’t explain, but he knew he wanted more.

Your whines and gasp filled your small bathroom as he continued to lick your cunt. His lips latching onto your clit as he sucked you like you were a straw.

Your fingers gripped his blue locks, tugging and pulling with each wave of pleasure. “Mmm, stop.” You whimpered, “Please, I can’t take it!”

Your soft thighs began to crush his head. The wetness of your pussy glistened on his face. “I’m gonna cum!” You whined, “I’m gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, I’m gonna cum!”

To Shigaraki’s surprise, a liquid hit his face. He pulled away quickly watching as your orgasm drenched his skin. Your thighs shook in his hold, your body tense as you hung your head back.

After a few seconds, you relaxed, your chest heaving as a sigh pushed passed your lips. “I want you to be the one to take my virginity.” You couldn’t believe what he was saying, eyes growing wide at his words.

He looked so serious. His blue hair disheveled and messy, his cheeks red, lips bruised and wet, his shirt drenched in your cum.

He almost looked… cute.

“Please take my virginity.” He whispered, his cock in hand as he slid it up and down your slit. You moaned at the feeling, his precum spreading on your cunt.

Shigaraki didn’t wait for your answer, pushing the tip inside your entrance. The boy pressed his forehead against your own, moaning against your lips.

You were so warm, so wet and so tight.

Large hands took hold of your legs, pushing them together and towards your large chest. You cried at the feeling as he fell deeper inside of you, chills rolling down your spine as your back laid against the wall of the bathtub.

Shigaraki pounded inside of you without mercy. Leaving no time for you to adjust to his size. The sound of skin slapping against skin bouncing against the walls.

Your pussy making its own noises as Shigaraki pushed in and out. Shigaraki watched in awe as his dick disappeared inside your cunt. His tip kissing your cervix with every thrust.

Your nails dug into his back and Shigaraki winced as you dragged them down his shirt. He was sure you cut him.

To Shigaraki it felt like this went on for hours as he brought his hips down towards you. He didn't notice how his eyes never left yours as he huffed and panted into your face.

Electricity filled his veins as his hips lost rhythm, all he could think about was cumming. He had to cum, he needed to cum. "I'm gonna cum! Fuck, I'm gonna cum!!!"

Fire pooled in his lower stomach as his whole body tensed up, moans and curses falling from his lips as he pumped his cum inside of you.

Hours for Shigaraki were only seconds for you.

The boy had left you scared, high and dry, as he pulled out of you. His cum leaking out of your twitching pussy. Shigaraki dropped your legs, laying tiredly against your body. His flaccid cock lying against your thigh.

"Thank you, wifey."

#tw noncon #bnha #mha smut #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki x you #x reader #smut #fanfiction #fanfic #shigaraki tomura

[anonymousumiko]

a mother's touch | fushiguro m.

ღpairing: fushiguro megumi x reader

ღwarning: 18+ content (minors DNI), non-con, incest, mother reader, forced creampie, sweet megumi (he doesn’t know better), handjobs, begging, desperate megumi, slight manipulation, megumi starts out submissve but then he takes a turn for the worse, pushing cum inside you, megumi might have anger issues, name calling

word count: 1.2k

synopsis:

poor megumi got hurt, so now mommy has to make it better

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"I thought you knew better than this Megumi." A small pout decorated said boy's face at your scolding. Green eyes watching close as the older woman poured hydroperoxide on a cotton ball.

"... They came after me first."

"I understand," You sighed, softly patting the ball on his cut cheek. You had never expected your sweet, quiet Megumi to act so violently. He had never displayed such behavior before.

"That doesn't excuse the fact that you left two boys with a broken nose. You went too far."

Tears filled the poor boy's eyes as he nodded his head solemnly. He had never wanted to disappoint you. "I'm sorry." It was the only words he knew to say.

And you seemed to visibly soften at his words, at the display of sorrow that played on his face. "It's okay baby," You pulled away from him, closing your small medkit before bringing your attention back to him. "I'm proud of you for sticking up for yourself."

A smile graced your cute boy's face, his cheeks rosy and knuckles bruised. You took hold of his hand, bringing it up to your lips and softly kissing the reddened skin.

He winced at the action, his heart drumming against his chest at your display of affection. "It still hurts doesn't it?" The younger Fushiguro nodded.

"Momma knows exactly how to make her sweet boy feel better."

"How?"

Megumi found himself pushing his back against the side of the bed as you caged him in, sitting on your knees so you could reach his height.

His breath hitched when you came closer, soft lips pressing against his neck. Your hands found refuge under his shirt, cold palms pressing against his lower stomach while you nibbled on his skin.

Megumi felt as if he was struck by lightning, your touch like volts of electricity as your lips trailed up his neck to his jaw, before finding a place near his ear.

The hand on his stomach trailed down lower than it should've, slipping past his sweats and the waistband of his boxers. You took hold of his achingly hard member, a sly grin pulling at your lips.

"With a mother's touch."

A gasp fell from his throat as you began to stroke his cock. Your lips consumed his own in a slow kiss. A set of tongues dancing with one another.

A string of saliva connected the two of you once you pulled away, your calculating eyes watching his form. Megumi couldn't meet your gaze, too embarrassed with how easily he was coming undone.

Vision hazy, eyes watery, panting like a dog as he thrusted into your hand. Muscles tensing up while his skin felt hot to the touch.

"Does it feel good, love?"

"Yes... yes, mommy." He moaned, brows furrowed, back-arching, his mouth hanging open in the lewdest way. A ball seemed to form in his abdomen as his movements became erratic.

Beads of sweat lined his forehead as the feeling of your warm hand pumping his cock began to feel like too much.

Listening to his heartbeat bang in his ear as his gaze went blurry. "Are you gonna cum for me?" You asked, never once taking your eyes off him.

"Mhmm!"

It was too much. The feeling of you milking him dry. Your fingers squeezed his tip while spurts of cum painted his underwear.

The remainder of his essence falling onto his lower stomach, warm and hot, almost burning.

"Such a good boy." You hummed, removing your hand from his boxers and taking your fingers into your mouth. Tongue swirling around each bone as you lapped up his cum like a kitten.

"It's not enough." He murmured. Watching you light up with surprise at his words. "It's not enough, it still hurts."

He motioned towards the tent in his pants. His red angry tip begging for more. "I need more mommy, please I need more."

He looked so desperate, so needy, so pathetic as he quickly pulled his lower half down, cock springing to life.

In different circumstances, you would've told him no. Told him that momma's too busy and now has to deal with his mess.

But who were you to deny your sweet Megumi?

You sighed, wiggling your way into his lap. You reached your hand down into your panties, sliding two fingers into your warm sex. A hand on Megumi's shoulder as you stretched yourself out for him.

"Hurry!" Your son pleaded.

That's all it took for you to slip your fingers out, moving your panties to the side before you slowly sat yourself down on his cock. A moan pushing past your lips as he stretched you out more than your fingers ever could.

Large hands took hold of your hips, forcing you to move up and down on his cock. Your tight walls squeezing his member with every thrust.

"You're so warm... so tight." He rasped, his teeth seemingly ripping into your skin as he pounded into you.

The sound of skin slapping against skin and lewd noises filled Megumi's room. Your arms wrapped tightly around his neck as you gave into the pleasure. Bodies hot and sweaty.

"I'm so close!" The boy was clinging onto you desperately, moving inside you with no rhyme or reason.

"Mmm, remember not to cum inside mommy okay?"

A frown formed on his lips at your words, "But... but I'd feel better if you let me." He whispered, "Don't you want me to feel better?"

"Megumi..."

"Please!" He begged, "Please, please please I'm so close." His thumb found solace on your clit. Rubbing rough circles around it without mercy. "Let me fill you up so I can feel better mommy."

"No!" You stated firmly, "M'listen to what your mother says! Don't you dare disobey me Megu-"

"Shut up!"

You suddenly found yourself lying on the floor. An angry Megumi towered over you as he brought your hands above your head. Forcefully ramming his cock inside of your swollen pussy.

"I'm gonna cum inside of you mommy... whether you want me to or not." He wailed, "You're such a whore, fucking your son but won't even let him cum inside of you?!"

"Stop it Megumi!"

"You let other guys cum inside of you but not me?!" The boy fucked you mercilessly, groaning as you began to spasm around his cock. "My seed deserves to fill you up the most momma!"

"Pull out! M'please pull out Megumi!"

"I'm gonna cum!" Pleasure seemed to turn into pain as you reached your high. Your body overstimulating as Megumi never once stopped his ministrations. "I'm gonna cum inside you mommy! Please take my cum, please!"

Tears blurred your vision as you looked up at your son. His body tensed up and his bruising hold on your wrist tightened as he freed himself inside of you. His hot seed tainting your walls.

And you cried when he pulled out. Cried at the sight of his darling smile as he watched himself fall out of you. "What's wrong mom?" He asked, yet he got no reply.

His eyes widened at the sight of his cum leaking out of you, staining the hardwood floors. "Don't worry mom." He whispered, taking a finger and scooping up the sticky substance before plunging the digit inside of your swollen cunt. "I won't let any go to waste."

"My cum will make you feel better, so don't cry, mommy."

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[anonymousumiko]

Omg welcome back! How have you been?

i’ve been doing really good thank you, glad to be back! my passion for writing came back again lmao

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[anonymousumiko]

sunscreen | fushiguro t.

ღpairing: fushiguro toji x reader

ღwarning: 18+ content (minors DNI), non-con, pseudo-incest, stepfather toji, reader is tanning outside, reader is a bitch kinda (but so is toji), massages, wandering hands, groping, bumping and grinding, fingering, mating press thing, sunscreen, cheating, dirty talk, name-calling

word count: 2.1k

synopsis:

you're just asking for toji to have you. why else would you let him put sunscreen on your back?

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When Toji remarried he didn't expect to gain such a loving stepdaughter. One that grimaced whenever he was around and argued with every word he spoke.

Before he ever met you Toji seemed to know everything about you. From how you were doing in school to how you felt about your parents getting a divorce.

And when he first saw you, in real-time and not a photo on your mother's Facebook, he became enamored.

You were just like your mother in more ways than one.

You had her eyes that he looked into whenever they fucked, her lips that had pressed against every ounce of skin on his body.

However, you were different.

You were a firecracker compared to your mother. A reminder of his youth and what life looked like through rose-colored glasses. What life was like when his only worry was passing an exam.

You were a breath of fresh air that ignited something within him that your mother could not.

And Toji didn't know when the title of stepdaughter proceeded to disappear from his mind. For he began to watch you a little more and listen to your mother a little less.

Started to wonder if you and your mother made the same face whenever his cock was inside. Started to jerk off in the bathroom to the idea of his cock around those pretty lips.

Desire filled his belly when he wondered what you were hiding under those sweatpants and sweaters.

Wondered if he'd ever get to take a look.

"Alright, I'll be back soon!" Toji smiled at the older version of you, large hands coated in soap suds as he continued to scrub the dirtied plate.

"Do you want me to pick up anything before I come home?"

Such a thoughtful woman.

"No, we have everything we need for now." The black-haired male responded, pushing himself uncomfortably so into the counter.

"Okay," A kiss was placed on his cheek, "I love you Toji."

Like clockwork, the words fell from his lips and your mother went on her way, much to your stepfather's relief.

For he didn't know how much longer he could hide the bulge in his jeans.

His attention went from the dishes in his hand to the window in front of him that led to the backyard.

And there you were.

Clad in nothing but a bikini that seemed way too small on you. Putting every intimate part of you on display for anyone to see. How shameless you were.

Green eyes watched you intensely. Mentally taking note of the way your skin soaked up every ray from the sun, the way your hands lathered sunscreen onto your freshly shaven legs.

Toji couldn't help himself. His wet soapy hand massaged his achingly hard cock through his jeans. What a little minx you were. Practically begging for anyone to take a look at you.

Through hazy eyes, Toji watched you lie on your stomach. Your arm reaches behind you to untie your bikini strap. "Fuck," He muttered between gritted teeth as the sides of your breast were exposed to him.

Your plump ass facing the sky oiled up and begging to be in his hands.

And Toji wasn't thinking when he took a paper towel and dried his hands, briskly taking off his shirt before heading out to the backyard.

The sound of the backdoor opening alerted you as you moved your gaze towards him, your brows furrowing in such a familiar way.

"Do you care if I join you?" He didn't care what you thought, and you knew that.

"I do care but you won't listen to a word I say anyway." You huffed before turning your head to face the other way.

"Good girl."

Your stepfather sat in the chair beside yours, his body facing you. You could feel warm puddles of green pierce your back, making you feel utterly uncomfortable.

"A nice day isn't it?" You ignored him, placing your earbuds back in your ear. The older Fushiguro let out a deep chuckle that made your stomach twist as you looked at him with annoyance.

Your stepfather mentally took note of the way you eyed each muscle that graced his tanning body. A part of you felt a little embarrassed with how shameless you were being.

"Does your mother know that you own such a scandalous piece of clothing?"

"It's a swimsuit, it's not scandalous."

"I'd beg to differ. If someone were to see you like this, they might take it as an invitation."

"Invitation for what?"

You felt your body grow hot as you saw a smirk play on his teeth, understanding exactly what he meant.

"Did you come out here just to bother me?!" And he laughed at you. Laughed at the rising irritation on your face while all you could do was pout.

"Why don't you actually do something useful?" You huffed, throwing the large bottle of sunblock which he ultimately caught. "I missed a spot." You motioned towards your back.

You were so easy.

"Alright." Toji stood up to his full height, towering over your lewd body. A squeak of surprise left your lips as you felt a slight weight on your thighs.

"Are you on top of me?!" You yelled, "Get off you're too big!!"

"Shut up, I'm barely putting any weight on you." Toji felt like he was on top of the world as he squeezed the cold gel in the palm of his hands before connecting them to your back.

His hands trailed up and down your spine, lightly massaging the substance into your skin. His long, slender digits seemed to leave no part of you untouched and you swear you could've moaned at the feeling.

Your stepfather smiled when he noticed you physically relaxed, a deep sigh coming out of your throat.

You didn't seem to notice when he went lower than he should have, his hands rubbing your tailbone. "Feels good doesn't it?" You hummed in response, a tiny smile on your face.

"You wouldn't mind if..." His hands went lower, fingertips grazing your ass. "I went lower?"

You felt a chill roll down your spine as you felt the cold gel fall onto your butt before it was kneaded into you. Large hands no longer massaging you, but groping you instead.

"You... you don't need to do that," Toji wasn't listening, only continuing his assault on your body. His shaft swelled through his jeans. "Get off of me!"

The older male seemingly came back to life from his mindless daze when you began to thrash under him, bitching and moaning for him to leave you alone.

All of the air in your body seemed to leave as he laid his chest on your back, crushing you. "Shhh, it's okay." He whispered so sickenly sweet in your ear. Grinding his hips into you. A smile graced his lips when you let out a whimper.

"M'stop it!" You whined, hands gripping the chair as his cock rubbed between your ass cheeks. "You're disgusting. What is wrong with you?!" Your words were slicked with venom, but they didn't affect him.

"You're what's wrong with me," He uttered, his lips connecting to your neck, leaving marks on your hot skin. "I've been waiting for this for so fucking long princess."

The sword of fear struck your heart as you felt your bottoms come undone, the cool summer breeze grazing your exposed skin, kissing your freshly shaven pussy.

"Stop it! This is too far!" Yet your words fell on deaf ears as a finger slid up and down your slit.

"But you're so wet." The male grinned, his breath tickling you. "I don't really think you want me to stop."

And your tears finally boiled over once he inserted a finger inside of you, probing your insides so teasingly slow. You tried your best not to moan at the feeling, grinding your teeth together whilst pleasure pulled in your stomach.

"You know your mother doesn't even grip me like this." You wanted to die. "I wonder what you'll feel like around my cock."

His words only made you cry harder as he curved his finger. His long slender bone rubbing against your pleasure point. "This same finger was inside your mommy not too long ago. How does that make you feel baby girl?"

"You're disgusting." He only laughed at you, sliding his finger out before putting it inside of his mouth. Sucking on it as if it were a lollipop. The taste of you on his tongue only egging him on.

"Just wait till I tell mom about this!" You whimpered as he flipped you around like a ragdoll, meeting you face to face. Your eyes were red and full of tears, cheeks swollen and flush.

Your stepfather looked as if he was going to eat you alive. His eyes were dreary and hazy, cheeks red and his lip slightly hung open. He looked hungry.

"What are you gonna tell her anyway?" He asked. Unzipping his jeans and taking out his cock from the confinement of his boxers. Your heart dropped into your stomach at the sight of it.

It was mean and red. Long and thick. A drop of precum coming from the tip. You watched in awe as he spat into his hand before slowly jerking his shaft. Deep groans fell from his lips as he never lost eye contact with you.

"You gonna tell her about how you seduced me," He asked, "Or about how you enjoyed having your stepdaddy's hands on you." The head of his dick poked your entrance. "How you whimpered and moaned when I put my finger inside of you."

"Please! Please don't do this to me!" You cried out.

Yet he wasn't listening.

He forcefully pushed the tip inside of you, a brutal moan filling the air. You were so tight. Your walls encircling firmly around him, sucking him in.

"Fuck!" He slowly pushed the rest of himself inside of you. You had never felt so full before. Tears flowed down your cheeks as you were split open. "You want this, you're leering me in."

Toji didn't wait for you to adjust. His body leaning over you, arm muscles flexing as he clenched the chair for balance.

His strokes were slow but potent. His hips banging into yours with every thrust. And you sobbed at the feeling, moaned and cried because what else could you do?

Your legs involuntary wrapped around his hips while he took your skin between his teeth. Biting into your raw, needy flesh. "You're so much tighter, shit, so much better than your momma."

"M'please!"

"Please what?" You felt him smile against you. "Want me to go faster? Daddy will do whatever his slutty girl wants."

"Please stop!-"

His movements were harder, faster, rougher. His thumb rubbed fast circles against your clit while he rammed himself inside of you. Bruising your cunt in the name of his pleasure.

"I always... always wondered what you'd look like under me." He groaned, slowing down suddenly. "Always wondered what you'd sound like."

His eyes bore into your own. Eyes full of lust, wanting and desire. "I've fantasized about this for so long." He muttered, face leaning towards your own. "Fantasized about having my cock inside my stepdaughter's pussy."

Your eyes widened when his lips pressed against your own, gasping at the action. He took the opportunity to force his tongue inside of you.

Suffocating you with every swirl of the muscle.

His pace picked back up. The head of his cock beating down your cervix with every jab, every kiss, every naughty confession. His motions on your clit continued. A familiar feeling building up inside of you.

"M'gonna cum!" You whined, mouth hung open and allowing every lewd sound to fill your daddy's ear.

"Yeah, yeah you're gonna cum for daddy?" He unwrapped your legs from around his hips and pressed them together, raising you up and falling deeper inside of you. "Daddy's gonna cum inside you and fill up your tight little hole. Does that sound okay?"

"No!"

"Come on, don't say no." He grinned, "Don't say no baby. You fucking want it, I know you do."

"No no no no no!"

"Daddy doesn't care. Daddy is gonna do it anyway." His thrust became sporadic, his motions losing rhythm as he felt ready to finally reach his high.

It was as if the water in a boiling pot had finally gone over as the two of you came undone. Hot ropes of cum filling you up as your cunt pulsated around him.

You were in a daze when he pulled out of you, his cum leaking out and dirtying the chair.

He'd have to clean that up later.

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[anonymousumiko]

convivence store girl | gojou.

ღpairing: satoru gojou x reader

ღwarning: 18+ content (minors DNI), non-con, robbery, gunplay, degradation, gojou is a really bad guy, flirty gojou, desperate gojou, blowjob, grinding, fucked with a gun!

word count: 1.4k

summary:

gojou really likes the girl that works at the convivence store <3

authors note: i didn’t expect to gain so much while i was away, thank you so much for all of the support

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 “Come on Y/n,” An all too familiar voice cooed in front of you. A small smile graced your lips as you carefully bagged the boy's items. “When are you gonna let me take you out on a date?”

“I’ve already told you that I can’t.” You murmured, trying your hardest to make your voice sound as stern as possible. 

This conversation had become a reoccurring thing. Ever since you started working at the small, family-owned convivence store, the white-haired male has been begging to take you out to dinner.

You were more than used to his flirty ways, seeing as he chatted up any woman that just so happened to be in the store.

“I’m sure someone else would be willing to take you up on your offer.” The boy tsked at your words, letting out a weak sigh.

“Well what if I told you that I don’t wanna ask anyone else.” A smirk kissed his lips as he placed a hand on the counter, seemingly towering over your frame. 

However, his pretty eyes and pink lips did not affect you.

“Here’s your change,” You placed the assortment of quarters and nickels into his hand. “And here’s your receipt!”

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You didn’t normally work a night shift, too afraid of the creeps that roamed around at night. However, tonight was different and truthfully, you needed the extra hours.

But it wasn’t so bad.

You stood behind the counter, chipped nails clacking against the register. It was a quiet summer night and the moon hung high up in the sky, nobody was around.

10:50pm

A yawn pushed past your lips as you wondered what the white-haired male was up to. A part of you enjoyed the boy's advances. It felt nice knowing someone like him could want you.

You felt a growing heat in your cheeks at the thought of his shameless acts. The sound of supermarket music filled your ears, seemingly lulling you to sleep as you place your elbows on the counter, propping your head in your hands.

“Nobody will come at this time of night.” You said to no one but yourself.

11:15pm

The sound of sliding doors immediately woke you up. You promptly rubbed the sleep out of your eyes, standing up straight while a small graced your face.

“Hi, how are-”

A chill ran up your spine.

Goosebumps collected on your arms as you looked at the man in front of you. You knew he was a man from the way he was built. A tight, long sleeve hugged his muscular frame.

His face was hidden from you, except for key parts of his physical characteristics. Like his pretty pink lips, and his icy blue eyes. Yet, that’s not what bothered you.

The pressure of a cold, steel barrel on your forehead is what compelled your heart to skip a mile a minute.

You were getting robbed.

Your lips hung slightly open as you tried to find the words to say. Tears filled your eyes as you stammered, “Money?” It was pathetic really, and you’re sure you heard the man chuckle at your words.

All he did was nod his head, drawing his arm to his side. You wasted no time opening the register. Knowing it’s better to comply than be a hero. You grabbed lumps of cash into your hand, vision blurry from the tears you wouldn’t let fall.

“This is all we have, I’m sorry.” You whispered, placing the cash on the counter. Long, slender fingers took hold of it before it was buried away into his pockets.

And you would’ve felt relieved if the robber didn’t walk behind the counter, coming towards you as if he was a predator reaching for his prey.

He was taller, taller than you had expected. You felt a sense of panic build up in your stomach as your back pressed against the counter. “I don’t have any money on me,” He seemed to ignore you, his pale hand grasping your jaw, blue eyes piercing into your skin. “Or any valuables.”

“That’s not what I’m after.” His voice was smooth, deeper than you had expected, yet familiar.

A slender digit traced your jaw, slowly moving down your neck to the opening of your blouse. You pressed yourself harder into the counter, the ledge digging into your back.

“Stop it.” Your words fell onto deaf ears. He continued his assault on you, a pair of lips grazed your neck, his slimy muscle leaving a trail on your skin. “Get off of me!” 

“Shut up.” Your assailant muttered into your neck, his leg filling the space between your thighs. “You don’t understand how long I’ve been waiting to have you.”

His words didn’t register in your mind as you continued to plead and cry for him to get away from you. Your heartbeat skyrocketed in your chest as his knee grinded into your clothed slit.

However, it didn’t take much for you to stop as you felt a familiar pressure on your stomach. Widened eyes looking down at the gun that was pressed into you, a finger on the trigger.

“Say another word and I’ll leave a hole in your stomach.”

A choked whine left your lips whilst tears coated your cheeks. “Please don’t do this to me...” You felt disgusting as he ripped your blouse open, a hand kneading your breast, your nipple wedged between two fingers.

You tried your best to hold in every moan and gasp as his knee pressed against your clothed sex. You looked up at the man, blue eyes already on your pathetic form.

Blue eyes that seemed to look at you with such adoration, such wanting. A gaze that was familiar to you.

Reminded you of the sweet flirtatious boy that always visited you in the convenience store.

The man that couldn’t be told no.

Suddenly you were pressed down to the floor, knees hitting the cold tile. You watched in utter horror as the male pressed his gun to your lips, pushing it into them uncomfortably so.

“Suck it like it’s my cock.”

It felt like a hole was forming in your stomach, a bottomless pit that went on for miles. “I’ve never…”

And he smiled. Smiled so wide and so big it was almost blinding. A smile that seemed so genuine and so proud, would’ve made you feel good under different circumstances.

“Don’t worry baby girl, daddy will do the work for you.” He was so sickeningly sweet. “Just open that cute little mouth.”

Your tears seem to fall out of your eyes as if they were a waterfall, hiccupping as you shook your head. “Please... don’t make me do this, please-”

“I said open your fucking mouth!” And you did so immediately, gagging as he forced the gun down your throat. The man was rough with his lewd acts, the barrel grazing against your teeth and sliding along your tongue.

The metal taste filled your senses while drool dripped down the side of your lip.

It seemed as if he allowed this to happen for hours. Roughly shoving it back and forth in your mouth. The male getting hard off of the way your lips wrapped around his gun.

“You’re such a whore.” He’d say.

“God, you’re enjoying this aren’t you slut?” He’d groan, cock protruding against his jeans.

You felt relieved when the pressure in your mouth went away.

“Get up.”

You did, standing up on wobbly legs.

“Pull down your pants. Panties too.”

With unsteady fingers, you unbuttoned your jeans, unzipped your zipper, and pulled down your pants along with your pink lacey panties.

“Sit on the counter.” He grunted, “Mmm, and put one leg up for me baby.”

You did as you were told. Your bare ass on the wooden counter, tears boiling over as you placed your leg on the counter, uncovering your shameful sex.

Electricity filled your veins as he pressed the gun against your clit, a wail pushing past your lips as he rubbed circles on your bud.

“I’m not gonna fuck you.” He whispered in your ear, “Not tonight anyway.” 

The weapon moved up and down your wet slit, teasingly pushing against your entrance.

“No, no no no!” You cried out as he forcefully pushed the gun inside of you. Stretching out your walls in the worst way possible. The feeling was so raw, so new, it scared you.

His pace was slow, careful even. You could tell from his expression alone that he was hyper-fixated on the way his firearm disappeared inside you. “Why, why are you doing this to me?!” You cried, your hips involuntary bucking into the pleasure.

His free hand moved towards the bottom of his ski mask, blue eyes boring into yours as he pulled it off. A familiar smirk graced a pair of pretty pink lips. Icy blue eyes full of lust. White locks messy and disheveled. 

“I was getting impatient.”

#x reader #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #fanfiction #smut #gojou x you #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojou satoru x reader #gojou saturo #tw noncon #gojou x reader

[anonymousumiko]

cheerleader syndrome | toji.

ღpairing: toji fushiguro x reader

ღwarning: 18+ content (minors DNI), bad boy toji, cheerleader reader, car sex, drug use, readers a whiny bitch, daddy kink, degradation, cum kissing, toji's a head pusher :(, choking, rough sex, reader cries from pleasure!!, overstimulation, sorta aftercare?, photo taking, cockwarming

word count: 2.2k

summary:

toji just can’t get enough of his favorite cheerleader <3

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Toji couldn't contain the smile that painted his lips as he sat in his car, his thumb drumming against the steering wheel while his ears filled with his favorite song.

A puff of smoke leaving his lips as he watched you strut your way through the parking lot, clad in your cheer uniform. Which contained a short skirt and an equally short top.

Green eyes took their time to look over your form. The plushness of your thighs, your breasts that barely fit in that top, your cute little belly ring that he pierced for you.

Soon enough you were in front of his car, eyes morphed into slits as you banged on his window in a mock tantrum. You looked pissed.

Casually, the senior rolled down his window. Watching through hazy eyes as you moved the hair out of your face which was in a high ponytail. Just the way he liked.

However, his casual facade quickly became one of annoyance as you pushed your phone into his face. Displaying the messages the two of you shared.

"I thought I explicitly told you not to text me while I'm with my boyfriend!" You yelled in that annoying high-pitched voice he seemed to like so much.

The boy rolled his eyes at your words, his gaze falling onto his name on your phone. "Tutor? Really?" He deadpanned.

You tsked, pulling your phone back to your side. "I don't want anyone to know that I have your number."

"Yeah, whatever." He said as he brought a cancer stick up to his lips. "Get in the car."

The male watched through his peripheral as you crossed your arms under your breast, shaking your head defiantly. "I told you Toji, I'm with my boyfriend right now."

Said boy groaned in response, bringing his hand out through the window to connect to your lower back before falling towards your ass.

"Come on Y/n, I've missed you." Your heart pounded against your chest at his words, watching him pull the cigarette out of his mouth to release a puff of smoke. "Been thinking ‘bout you all day..."

"I know and I've missed you too." He had the text messages to prove it. "But what if someone sees. What if he like looks for me and sees us. We're literally in the school parking lot."

"Let him see. Maybe then you'll break up with that shitty boyfriend of yours and get with me." Green eyes watched as a silly smile formed on your lips as you leaned down to press a swift kiss on his lips.

"Alright Toji, you win."

Just like he always did.

The male rolled the window up as you traveled over to the other side of the car before hopping in. Immediately moving over to turn down his ear-bleeding music.

An action that Toji undoubtedly rolled his eyes at.

Silence soon filled the car as you relaxed in the seat, laying towards the side, the air conditioning cooling your body and every so often brushing your skirt up.

E/c eyes watched as the boy beside you took another puff of his cigarette, green eyes glued to your form.

"That's gonna kill you one day." You whispered as he neared your face. Taking the cigarette out of his mouth to connect his lips with yours.

An action which you smiled into as he forced your mouth open, seemingly blowing the smoke down your throat. Toji then pulled away slightly, watching with hazy eyes as you blew the smoke against his lips.

“The windows... they’re tinted,” Toji muttered before pressing his lips back against yours. His tongue invading your cavern as he rubbed the hot muscle against your own.

You found yourself getting on your knees, never once moving your lips away from his. Your body growing hot as you felt a hand roam down your back and towards your ass.

Nimble fingers lifting up your fitted skirt to reveal your pink lacy thong. Toji detached his lips from you, smiling at the sound of your whines as you teasingly shook your ass.

“Tojii,” You whimpered, pressing your forehead against his. Your body shivering as his finger moved up and down your clothed slit. Occasionally pressing his finger against your entrance or rolling circles on your clit. “Let me suck your cock alreadyy!”

The male grinned at your expression. Hearts in your eyes as you looked down at the tent in his pants. Drool dribbling down the side of your lip.

The hand on your ass trailed up your back and connected to your chin, tilting it up slightly. "Tell daddy how much you want his cock in your mouth."

"Mmm, I need it, daddy." You whimpered, "I need your big fat cock inside my mouth. It's been soo long, daddy."

And that's all it took for Toji to undo his pants and pull his thick cock out, and like a starved animal you gravitated towards it. Bending towards him and taking his girth into your hand.

You stroked him lightly, licking the head that was dripping with precum like a kitten. Your pussy throbbing at the sound of his breathy moans as you played with his balls.

It didn't take long until you brought him into your mouth. Rolling your tongue along the tip as you sucked it like a lollipop. Grinding your hips against the air as you bobbed your head up and down his shaft.

And it didn't take long until Toji noticed the aching feeling between your legs as he inserted two of his fingers into his mouth before putting them back between your legs.

His digits teasingly trailing up and down your slit, never once nearing your entrance. Your mouth left its place around his cock as you stroked him lazily, a pout present on your lips.

"Stop teasing me, daddy." You whispered, big e/c eyes looking up at the grinning male as you peppered kisses up and down his shaft.

Toji's fingers plunged into you without warning causing you to gasp from the intrusion. His pace was slow. Slow enough for you to place his cock back inside your mouth to suck on.

You found yourself constantly pushing back into his thrusting fingers, the vibrations from your moans sending shivers down Toji's back.

Toji's other hand found a place in your hair, fingers collecting it and gripping the strands tightly as he pushed you down all the way to the base. Holding you down as he thrusted into your mouth as if you were a mere fleshlight.

While all you could do was lay there and gag. Eyes watering from the feeling of his tip repeatedly hitting the back of your throat. However, in some weird way, the pain and pleasure seemed to mix.

Toji's fingers curling up inside of you as to hit your favorite spot, sending jolts of electricity throughout your body.

"Ngh, that's right. Take my cock you useless whore." He groaned, eyes closed as his head lolled to the side. "This is all you're good for; sucking my cock."

You could tell he was close, and you were too. That familiar coil building up inside your stomach as you took Toji's constant assault. His rhythm becoming sporadic before he released his salty load in your mouth.

The sound of his groans filling your ears as you came around his nimble fingers, legs shaking as you squirted all over the car door. Something Toji chuckled at once he pulled his fingers out of you to allow more of it to paint his door.

"You're gonna have to clean that up later." He said, causing your body to heat up with embarrassment as you held his salty cum in your mouth.

Feverishly the male pressed his lips against yours, his fingers in your hair tightening and pulling your head back, his tongue invading your mouth and tasting his own cum. A substance that dripped from your lip as you swallowed the rest.

Whenever Toji pulled away you stared at him breathlessly, a haze in your eyes as your chest heaved. "Toji... I want it inside me now." You whispered, crawling over and settling in his lap. "I want it badly, daddy."

"Tell me how badly you want me to stuff my cock inside you."

You wrapped your arms around his neck. Your fingers tousling the back of his hair as you grinded against his cock. "Mmm, want it so bad daddy. You'll make me cry if I don't get it, and you don't wanna make me cry. Do you, daddy?"

Toji lazily shook his head, a grin painted on his lips as he took hold of his cock, pressing it against your entrance as you lifted your hips up.

"You know daddy thinks you look so pretty when you cry."

It only took a second before he was burying you down on his cock. A strangled moan pulling from your throat at the sudden intrusion. Your walls seemingly expanding to fit Toji's size as his hand took hold of your hips.

And he took no time to thrust into you, angling himself just enough to hit your favorite spot. Lust present in Toji's eyes as he watched you unhook your arms from around his neck to place them on your bouncing tits.

Eyes tightly shut as you squeezed them in your hands, a bundle of moans falling from your lips as your ass slapped against Toji's thighs.

"Tojii! Too good- Too much!!" You blabbered, bouncing up and down his cock as he continued to ram into you. "You're- You're so much better than him. You make me feel so good... so so so good!!"

"That's right, ngh, he'll never fuck you the way I do." He groaned, your walls squeezing him like a vice, all warm and hot around his cock.

"I can't take it!" You whined, legs shaking as you leaned against him. Whimpering when his hand fell to slap against your squishy ass. You didn't even have time to think when a hand connected to your throat, pulling your face to face his.

"No. You're gonna take the cock that you fucking begged for." He seethed, green eyes watching the way drool fell down the corner of your lip as tears filled your eyes.

"I can't! I can't take it, daddy! Please!" Green eyes watching as the tears boiled over and cascaded down your cheeks.

"Take it! Fucking take it, Y/n!" Your crying only seemed to turn him on more. Only seemed to make him thrust into you faster, thrust into you harder as you cried. The head repeatedly bruising your pretty cervix.

"I'm gonna cum! Toji, I'm gonna cum!!"

"Mhm, cum for me. Cum around my cock baby."

And that's what you did. Toes curling as you arched your back, the coil in your stomach unfolding as your legs shook as if you had just been electrocuted. Toji's name leaving your lips as your walls spasmed around his girth.

Yet Toji only kept going. Only kept thrusting into your sensitive little pussy without fail. The hand around your throat tightening as you only seemed to cry harder.

"Stop! It's too much, I- I can't!" You whined, your whole body convulsing as Toji chased his high.

"Fuck! I'm gonna cum. Mmm, gonna cum so deep inside you baby."

"Hurry up, Toji! Please, I'm gonna break or- or worse!" A chuckle bubbled out of the male's throat at your words before a loud moan ripped through the air.

His cock pulsing as spurts of cum painted your walls and dripped down his cock. The hand around your throat leaving its place. A pair of hands pulling you close as a pair of hips thrusted into you lazily before finally coming to a complete stop.

You laid against Toji's chest breathlessly. Your heart pounding against your chest as he held onto you tightly.

"Toji," You whispered, eyes fluttering to a close as he stayed inside you. You ignored the way your phone constantly buzzed with unwanted messages from a certain someone. "I don't- I don't wanna go back to him. I wanna stay here with you."

A set of fingers found a place in your messy hair, pulling out the hair tie to allow it to freely cascade down your shoulders. Those same fingers soothingly running through those strands of hair.

"Then stay." The male hummed, unbeknownst to your tired form the way he grabbed hold of your phone, eyes roaming amongst the messages.

Ears filling with your steady breathing as he unlocked your phone to reply to said messages. A finger tapping on the camera and facing it towards the two of you.

"Smile, Y/n."

You slowly turned your head to the side, eyes meeting the lens as a small smile painted your lips. Watching it click as to capture the image.

"Good. Now go to sleep."

And like you always did, you followed the male's every word. Cuddling into his chest and shutting your eyes. All while Toji observed the image.

Your bodies still connected in the frame while cum dripped down his cock. A sleepy smile on your lips while a grin pulled at Toji's cheeks.

The male looked over it one last time before sending it to your now ex-boyfriend.

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#toji fushiguro #toji fushiguro x reader #fushiguro toji x reader #toji x reader #jjk #smut #fanfic #x reader #jujutsu kaisen #my new favorite work <3

[anonymousumiko]

mommy's boy | fushiguro m.

ღpairing: megumi fushiguro x reader

ღwarning: 18+ content (minors DNI), incest, mom reader, mommy kink, impact play, non-con, stuck in a washing machine LMAO, dirty talk, soft and aggressive megumi, manipulation, forced impregnation, slight breeding kink

word count: 2.1k

summary:

it was little things at first that worried you. how clingy your little boy was, feening for your attention every second of the day. you just didn’t think it would ever get this bad.

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Since birth, Megumi clung to you like a leech. It was only natural. He was your baby, your darling boy. The product of the life that you made.

You were so fond of him, so very fond of him.

Fond of his pretty light green eyes that twinkled under the sun and the stars. Fond of his little button nose and his long wispy lashes. Fond of his small smile and squeaky laugh.

Fond of his cries.

Fond of the moments where his small fist would latch onto your hair.

Fond of the times he'd whine and reach for you whenever he was in someone else's arms.

You were fond of it all.

You loved little Megumi and his clinginess.

However, that part of him seemed to stay with him even as a child.

As a teenager...

And as an adult...

It was little things at first that worried you. Megumi's behavior had hindered him in some way that he didn't seem to want to be with anyone that wasn't you.

Maybe you should've let him out more as a kid.

As a teenager, the boy seemed to gravitate to your room at night the way he would as a kid. Standing at the side of your bed with a pout on his lips as he asked to sleep with you.

You always let him.

Maybe you shouldn't have.

Even now as an adult he still clings to you. However, it's different. It's... worrying. The way he hovers over you like a ghost. The way his hands trail over your body whenever he pulls you in for one of those long hugs.

The times when he'd call you as early as 3 in the morning. Telling you how much he missed you, how he wanted to desperately come back home to you.

Those things would've been fine.

Those things would've been normal.

If loads of your underwear hadn't gone missing whenever you weren't looking. Before being found deep within your son's drawers.

If you hadn't seen those pretty green eyes in the reflection of your mirror as you showered.

If you hadn't been kept up at night by the sound of moans and groans and the breathy whispers of the word, "Mommy!" as he slept next to you.

Even now you can't stop thinking about it as you swiftly fold Megumi's clothes. You can hear the sound of his whimpers in your ear as he ruts into his hand.

It sends shivers down your spine as your face contorts into one of disgust.

You can't help but wonder what went wrong; can't help but wonder how things would be if you had done things differently.

If you had let him out more, scolded him more, detached him from your side early on, and taught him a thing or two about independence.

As tears fill your eyes you can't help but think that it's too late to think about what you could've done.

It's more about what you can do now. It's something you think as you drop down to your knees, reaching your hand into the washing machine to get one last piece of clothing.

A piece that seemed so far from you, causing you to stretch and reach just a little bit more until you finally grabbed it. A plain white sock.

You smiled at your success as you attempted to move back. Only to find that you couldn't. And that was your first mistake.

You felt your body heat up with embarrassment as you tried your best to wiggle your way out to no avail.

An annoyed sigh pushed past your lips as you yelled the words, "Megumi!! Baby!? Mommy needs help!!" You preferred not doing it this way, but really, what other choice did you have?

You went limp as you heard the sound of footsteps echo towards the laundry room. The door creaking open to reveal a groggy Megumi. Covered in sweats and a school t-shirt.

"What is it?" The boy asked in his usual monotone voice. You didn't know it, simply because you didn't see it, but his eyes roamed over your body without fault.

Looking over your wide hips and your large ass, accentuated by your tight nightgown.

Megumi ignored the feeling of his racing heart and sweaty palms as he watched you attempt to wiggle out of the washing machine.

“I’m- I’m stuck!” You yelled, your words echoing from the machinery. “Could you help me? It’s getting hot in here.”

Megumi nodded without hesitation, getting on his knees and placing his hands on your hips. “Squeeze into yourself.” He ordered, and you did as you were told.

The hands on your hips suddenly squeezed you as Megumi attempted to pull you out. Constantly pulling you into him and grunting from the act.

“Gumi, it’s not working!”

However, the boy didn’t seem worried about it. Your words falling onto deaf ears as he continuously rammed your ass into him.

And it all suddenly dawned on you when the small laundry room filled with breathy moans that you knew all too well.

Suddenly recognizing the hard cock rubbing against you through his sweats. “M-Megumi... what are you doing?”

It seemed as if he wasn’t even trying to hide it anymore. Pulling down his sweats and grinding into you with his boxers alone.

“You know...” Terror seemed to fill your stomach. “You know how much I, ngh, like you mommy.”

The hands on your hips moved over to the hem of your nightgown, pulling it up to reveal your clothed ass. Large palms began to massage the skin. Rubbing and squeezing it without a care in the world.

You felt tears bubble in your eyes as you felt a wetness pool at your thighs, soaking your panties. "Megumi, stop it now." You tried to sound authoritative but it came out as a whine instead.

"I want you, mommy." He whispered, cheeks flushed as he pulled your panties down to your knees. The cold air caressing your wet cunt. "I want you so so badly." He said as he brought his face down towards your pussy, giving it an experimental lick.

And you moaned at the unexpected feeling of his hot wet muscle sliding through your slit. Before you immediately scrunched your face in disgust by your own reaction.

"Megumi Fushiguro, if you don't stop this right now you're going to regret it." Yet he ignored you. Beginning to lap his tongue through your folds.

You wanted to cry as you heard him moan against you. Rolling circles over your clit with his tongue. "Megumi, baby, listen to momma." You whimpered, tears threatening to boil over. "I can... ah, I can get you help. I know someone and he can- he can help you."

"I don't need help." He seethed, nails digging into your hips. A set of fingers quickly finding their way near your entrance. "I just need you, mommy."

Soon enough those digits were plunged inside of you, causing a strangled moan to leave your lips. You felt ashamed. Ashamed of the fact that your son's fingers felt better than your own whenever they were inside you.

Ashamed that you couldn't hinder your whiny moans as he curved his fingers as they thrusted into you, his tongue lapping up your juices like a dog.

"You taste so damn good." He groaned against you. "So sweet. Exactly how I knew you would."

You were so close, so close and you hated it. You hated that you were so close to cumming from your son's tongue and your son's fingers.

"Please Megumi..." You whined, unknowingly grinding into his lips. "Don't make mommy cum. Please don't make mommy cum!"

Yet it seemed to be too late because your toes were curling and your legs were shaking as your moans echoed into the machine. Your slick painting your son's lips.

Megumi had never felt prouder from the fact that he made you cum from his fingers and tongue alone. But that feeling quickly dispersed when your moans and pleads were replaced with sobs.

And the feeling of anger seemed to fill his veins in a way he couldn't understand. His hands curling into fists at his sides as he watched your slick droop down your cunt.

"Shut up." He muttered. Something you couldn't hear over your cries. "God mom shut the hell up!" And suddenly there was a harsh force against your ass, causing a yelp to pull from your throat.

It happened repeatedly. Megumi's hand colliding with your ass without a second thought, without mercy.

He only stopped when you were reduced to a whimpering mess, needlessly begging for him to stop. It seemed as if Megumi hadn't fully understood his own actions until he saw the harsh bruise forming on your cheek.

Tears blooming in his eyes as his cock twitched. "M'sorry." He whimpered, wrapping his arms around you, his chest falling onto your back. "Mommy, I'm so sorry."

"I just- I just wanted to be close to you mommy." Your heart seemed to split in two as you felt his hot tears against your skin. "I love you so much, mommy. Don't you love me too?"

"Of course I do baby." You whispered, "You're my little boy."

The chest on your back moved away at your words. Unknowing to the fact that your darling boy was pulling his boxers down to his knees.

"Then, please... mommy," He begged. His shaft connected to his hand whilst the tip kissed your entrance. "Let me be close to you."

And suddenly you were filled to the brim. Your tight walls expanding to fit his length. Your toes curling at the intrusion as your mind raced through the simple thought that you never thought your baby was so big.

"Megumi, why!" You whimpered as his nails dug into your hip. The boy slowly began to rock back and forth, taking his time to thrust into you.

"So tight," He groaned, "Mommy's so tight."

You pursed your lips to stifle your moans as Megumi began to pound into you, the sound of your ass slapping against his thighs filling up the small laundry room.

"Tell me it feels good. Mmm, tell me that I'm making you feel good."

And he was, it was something you couldn't deny no matter how much you wanted to. No matter how wrong it was to think such a way.

It had been so long since there was a cock buried in your cunt.

"Please, mommy. Please tell me!" The boy sounded as if he were on the verge of tears as his chest fell onto your back once again. His hips grinding into you. His cock kissing your special spot in the best possible way.

"Megumi... Megumi!" You moaned, grinding back into him as much as you could. "You're making mommy feel so good. So god damn good!"

"Ngh, yeah- Mommy like's taking her son's cock." He breathed out, "Say it."

"I love taking my needy son's cock. I love it, I love it, I love it." Your meaningless words only egged the boy on as he sat up back straight to fully pound into you.

The sound of your moans and his groans and the rocking laundry machine filling the room. Megumi was fucking you mercilessly. Every so often hitting your cervix and slapping your ass.

The pleasure only seemed to heighten when he reached over to play with your clit, and suddenly everything became too much to bear.

"I know... you're not taking the pill." He muttered. "Would you like it if I got you pregnant, mommy?"

Your eyes widened and your heart fell into your stomach and suddenly this didn't feel good anymore.

"N-No Megumi. That's too far."

"Mmm, gonna dump my load into mommy. Gonna get mommy pregnant with my babies." Megumi's thoughts only made him drive into you faster, "You'd look so pretty with a swollen tummy all over again."

"Fuck! Mommy, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum deep inside of mommy!"

It took every ounce of your power to force an arm out of the machine to attempt to push Megumi away, although to no avail.

"Pull out Megumi! Pull out!"

"Take it, mommy! Take my cum!!"

That's all it took for your walls to spasm around his girth as you began to milk his cock. Moaning at the feeling of hot spurts of cum filling you up to the brim.

The tears that once felt long gone had come back tenfold once he pulled out of you before successfully pulling you out of the washing machine and into his large arms.

For the first time that morning, you got to see your baby boy that wasn't so much of a baby anymore. Yet he still had those perfect light green eyes and cute button nose.

As his cum dripped down your thighs his fingers moved to wipe away your tears, smiling down at you with that perfect smile.

"I love you, mommy."

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#fushiguro megumi #megumi x reader #fushiguro megumi x reader #megumi fushiguro x reader #megumi fushiguro #smut #dark fic #gender neutral reader #reader insert #mommy kink #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #tw incest

[anonymousumiko]

train station girl | shigaraki.

ღpairing: shigaraki x reader

ღwarning: 18+ content (minors DNI), dub-con, public sex, train sex, dirty talk, degradation, manipulation, obsessive behavior, yandere behavior

word count: 2.1k

summary:

shigaraki hates riding the train, but he does it anyway. just to see his favorite train station girl.

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Shigaraki hates riding the train.

He hates standing in the train station, waiting for the large machine to come through. Leaving him with aching feet as the bitter smell of cigarettes fills his nose from other bystanders.

He hates how crowded it is.

He hates the stares people give him whenever they think he's not looking. He hates the whispers that fill the train cars. Words of disgust that are all revolved around him.

He hates listening to crying babies and long boring business calls.

He hates the uncomfortable seats and that most of the time he can't even get a fucking seat.

He hates the staff. He hates the smell. He hates the passengers. He hates the people that look at him. He hates the trash that lies on the ground. He hates the feeling of people bumping into him.

He hates the smell, he hates the smell, oh god he hates the smell.

Yet... he endures it.

He endures it all just to see his favorite train station girl.

Shigaraki can remember the first time he saw you. That day he actually had the privilege to sit in one of the seats. Although uncomfortable he sat there with a smile.

Content filling his body to the brim and running through this veins.

The weather was just how he liked it too.

The sky was full of dark clouds that seemed to suffocate him in the best way possible. He’d watched through dry eyes as the rain raced down the windows without a care in the world.

The train wasn't crowded either.

It was truly the perfect day.

And it only got better when the train came to a stop. The doors sliding open and only a few people coming in.

One of those people being you.

At first, Shigaraki didn't notice you. Didn't notice the distress beaming off of you as you sat across from him. Your hair sticking to your face while you shivered uncomfortably.

The boy in front of you only noticed you due to the frequent sound of your sniffles and coughs. He was annoyed with it and so desperately wanted to move seats.

Until he looked up and saw you.

Pale cheeks reddening at the sight of the see-through blouse that was glued to your skin. At the raindrops that kissed your flesh.

He took his time looking over you.

Watching you hug yourself as you shivered from the cold. Pretty e/c eyes looking out the window of the bullet train.

The smell of the rain and your flowery perfume filling his nose as he caught sight of the cute tilt of your nose and the fullness of your lip.

Your face painted with light makeup as you squeezed your thighs together in your tight black pencil skirt.

You were so pretty. Too pretty. And when your eyes met his and you smiled at him politely Shigaraki was sure he was gonna explode.

And Shigaraki felt the exact same thing now.

Except for different reasons.

He felt as if his skin was littered in hives as people bumped into him. The sound of crying babies and long boring business calls filling his ears.

He found himself stepping on pieces of food and trash as he shifted slightly, a rotten smell suffocating him as he opted to face the sliding door.

And suddenly everything felt worth baring as he caught sight of you in front of him. The sun kissing your skin as you looked out the window soundlessly.

Seemingly uncaring of what was happening around you.

You were covered in your usual attire. A clean white blouse that hugged your chest while your pencil skirt rubbed against your thighs, shifting up ever so slightly.

He could see your face in the reflection of the window. Mascara painting your lashes, blush dusted on your cheeks. Your lips coated with pretty red lipstick.

Oh what Shigaraki would do just to feel your lips against his skin. To unbutton your blouse to reveal your busty breasts. To hike up your skirt to see your juicy ass.

The problem was that it was all he could think about.

Too wrapped up in his own head he found himself startled when the train came to an abrupt stop, causing the boy to lose his footing as he was suddenly pushed into you.

A gasp pulling out of your throat at the feeling of a narrow chest against your back. You looked at the boy behind you with surprise in your eyes before it simmered down.

A small smile gracing your lips as you looked at his nervous expression.

"I'm- I'm sorry," Shigaraki muttered, yet loud enough that you could hear. He was sure you could since his utter nervousness as his body seemed to burn from the inside out.

"It's no big deal." You said in response and Shigaraki felt as if he would drop to his knees as the mere sound of your voice.

A sound that was as sweet as honey.

A warm melody that could only come from a piano.

Shigaraki didn't know what else to say, staring down at you blankly. But he didn't want this to end. He wanted to hear more of your sweet sweet voice.

So he said the first thing that came to mind.

"Do you... Do you ride the train often?"

And you laughed.

You laughed and Shigaraki swore it was the best sound he had ever heard.

"I actually just started incorporating it into my routine." Shigaraki mindlessly nodded at your words. Ignoring the way he was constantly pushed into you, causing his groin to brush against your ass every so often.

"What about you?" You whispered, and to his surprise, a hand was suddenly on his thigh. Shigaraki felt his body go rigid as your right hand began to rub up and down his thigh.

A smile on your lips as you looked at him doe-eyed. As if you weren't touching him in the middle of the train car.

"Hmm?" And like a snake your hand slithered up his thigh, slowly inching over towards the tent in his pants. "Tell me, Shigaraki."

You knew his name.

Oh god, you knew his name.

And the way each syllable dripped from your lips made his knees weak and caused his heart to thump inside his chest.

"Yeah... Yeah, I ride the train a lot." He forced the words out of his ever-so-dry throat. Watching your hand like a hawk as it trailed up and down his hard-on.

Shigaraki was confused.

Confused and... scared?

"What- What are you doing-" However, you interrupted him. Your fingers taking hold of his zipper and slowly pulling it down.

"Do you like riding the train?" You asked him as you stuffed your hand into his jeans and past his boxers. Your soft digits taking hold of his shaft.

Shigaraki's eyes widened, sporadically looking from side to side to see if anyone would notice. Yet everyone's eyes were glued to their devices, off to a different world and leaving him behind.

The boy felt you push into him, your other hand looping over and taking hold of his neck. Your fingers tousling the back of his hair.

"Tell me, Shiggy."

A part of him wanted to move away. He didn't know what it was but something about this felt wrong. Yet another part of him, a larger part of him, relinquished in feeling of your hands on his skin.

"I don't like, ngh... riding the train." He finally answered. His teeth digging into his lip as to somehow muffle his moans.

His body inwardly shivered at your touch alone. At the feeling of your hand slowly running up and down his shaft.

"Tell me why."

"It smells... and it's noisy..." He could barely get his words out as he felt your tongue run up his neck before you latched your lips onto the wet flesh. "It's crowded and... and it's hot. It's always, ah, hot."

He couldn't take it. The feeling of your fingers rubbing his tip, rubbing over the slit on his angry red head, and gliding his precum all over his shaft.

"Please stop." He pleaded, usually dry eyes filling with tears as he involuntarily bucked into you. His head finding a place on your shoulder as he began to moan helplessly in your ear. "I can't... I can't."

"Shh." That was your only response. Peppering kisses all over his sweaty cheek. "If you don't like the train so much then why do you continue to ride it."

The boy could barely register what you were saying. Embarrassment rolling off of him in waves as he tried his best to muffle his pathetic whines and whimpers.

"Because..." He gulped, tightly shutting his eyes. "I... I don't own a car, and... and you're here." He whispered, "You're, ah fuck... here."

Shigaraki missed the way your eyes twinkled in delight. The way your red lips spread into a large smile as you stroked him a little faster.

"You endure all of this just for me? How sweet." And Shigaraki was sure he would've came from those few words alone if you hadn't pulled away.

He gulped back the whimper that threatened to boil over as he felt your lips gently caress his ear. "You like me, don't you Shigaraki?" The boy could only nod.

Focusing more on his heaving chest as he took in the sweet sweet smell of you.

"How much do you like me?" You asked, your fingers taking hold of the hem of your skirt, and Shigaraki watched with widened eyes as you pulled it up and over your ass. Revealing a lacy black thong.

"Do you like me enough to fuck me inside a crowded train?" You asked as you turned your head to look towards him. Your fingers pulling your panties to the side to reveal your sopping wet cunt.

"We- I- I can't. Not here... not here." Shigaraki was panicking. He didn't know what to do and he didn't know what to think.

Everything he wanted at this moment was right in front of him and he didn't know what to do. And he was sure you could sense his distress for your eyes softened ever so slightly.

"It's okay, my love." You whispered. "Nobodies paying attention. We just have to be quiet."

"I still don't know..." You weren't listening to him. He knew that when your hand had taken hold of his cock, positioning the head against your entrance.

"It's fine, baby." You said through gritted teeth as you pushed into him. His cock intruding your walls and filling you up in the best way possible.

A strangled moan left the boy's lips as you placed your hands against the sliding door, beginning to thrust into him. And while you moaned quietly in ecstasy, Shigaraki felt as if he were going to explode.

His chest against your back as he laid there helplessly, reduced to putty in your hands as he latched a hand onto his mouth.

"Such a dirty boy." You moaned, your ass slapping against his thighs. "Fucking me... a stranger, in a crowded train." You were right. Shigaraki's so dirty. "Ah, tell me how dirty you are."

"I'm so dirty- So so dirty." He said it without hesitation as if it were true. Groaning into his hand at the feeling of your gummy walls squeezing him tightly.

You began to move faster, your fingers swiftly rolling circles on your clit as you felt that familiar coil in your stomach. "I've... I've wanted this for so long, Shigaraki." You whined.

"I've been watching you... and waiting for, ngh, the right moment to get your cock inside of mee." Your words were nothing but static in the boy's ears as he started to thrust into you, no longer caring of the people around him.

"I love you Shiggy!" You whined as if you were a baby, desperately pressing your lips against his. Forcing your tongue inside of his mouth as you moved your lips against his.

"So..." He was so close. "... cum inside..." He felt your walls spasm around his shaft. "...me!" Your cunt sucking him in and milking him dry of his cum.

Shigaraki felt as if his whole body was breaking down. His thighs shaking as hot ropes of cum painted your walls in white.

His chest heaving up and down as he tried his best to catch his breath as he pulled out of you. Uncaring of the cum that was dripping from your pussy and onto the floor.

And when he finally got off of you, he watched in a daze as two of your fingers glided over your cunt, taking some of his cum. His heart pounding against his chest as you took those two digits into your mouth to taste him.

He blushed as he listened to you moan at the taste, hearts seemingly embedded in your eyes.

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#shigaraki x reader #shigaraki x you #smut #fanfic #bnha #tomura #x reader #tw dubious consent #yandere

[anonymousumiko]

to have and to hold | gojou.

ღpairing: gojou satoru x reader

ღwarning: 18+ content (minors DNI), non-con, pseudo-incest, stepbrother gojou, cheating, implied past relations, blackmail, choking, spanking, possessive behavior

word count: 1.8k

summary:

you may be getting married, but you’re still his

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An annoyed sigh pushed past your lips as you sat in front of your vanity, watching your group of bridesmaids flock towards your older brother.

A pleased smile on his lips as the frames of his glasses seemed to shimmer under the warm lights of the chandelier.

"Ladies, ladies, please!" The male laughed, holding his hands up in a mock gesture. "I know you're all busy, but may I please have some alone time with my baby sister."

Your friends nodded their heads, smiling at you and waving goodbye, spitting out sweet sweet words as they left the room. Softly closing the door behind them.

The room filled with an overall silence as your attention went back to your image in the mirror. Seemingly ignoring your brothers burning gaze on your form.

The sound of his dress shoes against the floorboard moved towards you, a hand settling on your shoulder as he stood behind you. Eyes calculating as he watched you. Seeing you in a way he never thought he would.

Gojou never imagined that he'd see you dressed in white for someone that wasn't him.

"Who would've thought." He whispered, watching you paint your cheeks with blush. "My sister getting married."

Gojou liked the guy. A nice man from a respectable family. The two of you were perfect together. Gojou should be happy for you.

"Don't say it like that." You giggled, staring at him through the mirror. A twinkle in your eye. "It's not that surprising. I would've found someone eventually."

You ignored the way his nails seemed to dig into your flesh, a wonky smile pulling at his cheeks. "Which is why I wanted to give you some brotherly advice." You raised a brow, "Because I respect him so much."

You halted your movements, "No, keep doing your makeup. We don't have much time to waste, yeah little sis?"

You looked at him in a weird way. Your face painted with suspicion. You hesitantly continued your movements. Gojou moved to place his other hand on your shoulder, placing his head next to your own.

"It's been a while... hasn't it?" He muttered. His usually cheery voice turning into one that would be described as sinister, dark even.

"Since what?"

A smile graced his lips as he spoke. "You know what, don't play dumb." But you looked at him as if he had grown a second head. Genuinely confused.

His nails seemed to dig into your shoulder as he said, "Don't you remember that game we used to play?"

And he watched as your eyes widened and your brows raised in an expression akin to shock and realization. He watched the way it all came back to you.

The memories of his hands against your skin and his lips against your pretty flesh.

"And I would hate to... disrespect your husband by fucking his pretty wife." You shuddered at the feeling of his lips against your neck. His teeth taking hold of your skin. "Which is why I thought I would do this now."

"That way it's not disrespectful." He mumbled into your ear. His tongue darting out to lick the shell of the lobe. "Just a brother and sister... having fun."

Gojou could see the guilt in your eyes as your hand fell towards the one on your shoulder. "Gojou, we can't. Not anymore."

"Don't say no." He whispered between each kiss he placed behind your ear. "Don't say no little sis."

You only shook your head. Your teeth digging into your painted lips. "Hmm, no, no?" The male said. "I can't fuck you?" You trembled in his hold, a frown present on your lips. "But you look so pretty in your wedding dress."

You could only shake your head, your gaze no longer on his form. Irritation seemed to come over Gojou in waves as he stood straight back up.

The hand on your shoulder slithering towards your neck, his slender digits applying pressure as he forced your head up to face him. Wet tears clouding your vision just the way he liked.

"Listen, bitch, we're going to fuck and you're not gonna make a damn sound." He murmured, "You understand?"

You weren't sure what came over you as you said the two words that you'd quickly regret. "Or what?"

You watched as blue eyes hardened, clean brows furrowing. "Don't 'or what' me sis." The hand around your throat squeezed harder around your skin. "You know I have shit on you. All those pictures, all those videos with my cock down your throat. My fingers in your cunt. Don't you dare fucking say no to me right now."

You couldn't win.

You never did.

Gojou could see the defeat in your eyes.

He won.

Just like he always did.

The hand around your throat retreated back to his side as he moved away from you. Your sniffles and whimpers filling the room.

"Stand up and bend over the desk."

The weight of his words suddenly dawned on you as you stood up from your chair. Realizing just exactly what you were about to let him do to you as you settled your arms on the desk, bending over.

"That's right," Fear struck you like a chord as his hands pulled up the back of your dress, eyes settling on your pure white panties. His slender fingers hooking over the hem right as you began to struggle.

"Gojou no!" You cried, eyes settled on your pathetic form in the mirror. On your engagement ring just inches away from you. "We can't- We just can't, not anymore!"

And a hand found its way on your ass, bruising it with a harsh slap.

"Shut up, bitch." He seethed, his hand rubbing the spot just where he slapped you. "Don't want your bridesmaids outside to hear you, do you?"

You shook your head, willing yourself to not let your tears boil over.

His fingers hooked back over the hem on your panties, pulling them down to reveal your sopping wet cunt. A grin plastered on the male's lips as his fingers teasingly slid up and down your slit.

"Still as tight as ever, little sis." He whispered, ignoring your pleas for him to stop. "It's been so long since I felt my favorite pussy."

"Please Gojou-!"

"Shut the fuck up." His hand found its way back towards your throat, pulling you up and forcing you to arch your back against him. "You'll be quiet if I choke you, yeah?"

You couldn't answer.

"You like that don't you?" He whispered in your ear as his fingers finally dwelled into your cunt, scissoring into your gummy walls. He felt you clench around his digits as he squeezed your throat tighter.

"Yeah, I know you do." He said as he peppered open-mouthed kisses on your neck. "I know you better than anyone." A choked moan pushed past your lips as his fingers curled, hitting your special spot. "More than that pretty husband of yours."

And your tears seemed to fall at the mere mention of your lover. Waiting for you. Waiting to get married to you.

The hand around your throat loosened just a tad, causing you to suck in a harsh breath, your lungs expanding from the open breeze of the window right next to you.

Your fingers curled into fists as you restrained a moan, your teeth digging into your lips. The feeling of his fingers thrusting into you reminding you of so many things you wanted to forget.

The feeling of his hands against your body in the worst possible way.

"Tell me you like it." He cooed into your ear, blue eyes gazing at you through the mirror. You shook your head, blinking back tears as Gojou's fingers inside of you moved faster. "Tell me you fucking like it or I'll ruin this marriage for you."

You visibly swallowed your pride and the last bit of dignity you had left as you looked into his eyes.

"I- I like it." You whined, "I like the feeling of your, ah, fingers inside of me."

You watched Gojou's lips form a wide smirk as he pulled his fingers out of you. Placing them into his mouth and moaning around them teasingly. His tongue sliding over each slender digit before he pulled them away.

"You taste just like I remember."

The room seemed to fill with your silent panting and the sound of Gojou unbuttoning his belt. His zipper following shortly after.

"Just, ngh, think of this as practice." He whispered, lining the head with your entrance. "A warm-up, even."

His words became nothing but a blur to you as he buried himself deep inside of you. Your walls expanding to fit his familiar length. Your cunt seemed to memorize his thick, veiny cock.

Remembering each vein and curve.

He felt just like you remember.

Filling you up to the brim until the only thing you could think of was his cock.

His hands found a place on your hips as he began to sharply thrust into you, your moans and his groans mixing just the way they used to.

"Fuck!" He moaned. Slapping his hips against your ass. Pounding into you mercilessly as if it'd be the last time. Yet deep down you both knew it wouldn't be. "Ah, you're mine. You've been mine ever since your mom married my dad."

You could only moan in response, tears flooding your eyes from the intrusion of his cock in your walls.

"No one will be able to fuck you the way I do." He brought a finger down towards your clit, rolling fast and firm circles on your swollen bud. "Especially not your bitch ass husband."

You couldn't respond.

Too entranced by the familiar feeling of Gojou's hands against your body just the way they used to be. Entranced by the familiar cock between your legs and the finger on your clit.

"Say it." He moaned, his chest falling against your back. Losing his rhythm as he began to thrust into you as if he were a needy virgin having sex for the first time. "Say that you're mine a-and that no one will ever fuck you the way I do."

"Mmm, no one can fuck me the way you do big brother!" You whined, pushing back into him without a thought. Too addicted to the feeling of his lips against your skin just the way they used to be.

"I'm yours Gojou. God, I'm yours!"

And he smiled at that. Ramming into you mercilessly as he chased his own high, causing you to quickly reach yours from his ministrations.

You seemed to break down in his hold, thighs shaking as he began to fill you up in your wedding gown. He had pulled out of you with a sigh as you leaned your head against the vanity, catching your breath.

The words Gojou spoke were like nothing but static in your ear as your teary eyes caught sight of your shiny engagement ring.

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#gojou x reader #gojou x you #gojou satoru x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #smut #tw stepcest #tw noncon #x reader #gojo x reader #gojou satoru #gojo satoru x reader

[anonymousumiko]

phone sex | yuji i. & chouso

ღpairing: yuji itadori x reader x chouso

ღwarning: 18+ content (minors DNI), phone sex, cheating, infidelity, dirty talk, possessiveness

word count: 1.2k

synopsis:

you love yuji, you really do, but maybe you love chouso just a little bit more

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Chouso's apartment seemed to fill with the sound of your breathy moans and hushed whines as he thrusted his fingers into you. Enjoying the feeling of you shaking in his lap.

Legs spread and toes curling as you unraveled from his touch alone.

"Ah, Chouso!" You whimpered, pressing your back against his chest as you turned your head to face him. Brown eyes taking in your shaky form.

Whiny moans pulling from your reddened lips as you looked at him through hazy eyes. "Too much." You whined, feeling Chouso press his thumb into your clit. "Mmm too much."

Chouso only smiled at you, pressing his lips against your sweaty skin. His teeth nibbled on your flesh before his tongue followed shortly after.

"No, no marks." And Chouso would've frowned at your words if you hadn't pressed your lips against his own. His nails dug into your thighs as his tongue slipped into your mouth, massaging the pink muscle with your own.

A trail of saliva connected the two of you as you pulled away. A smile painting your lips as you moaned his name like a prayer, never once looking away from his gaze.

Making the boy forget his doubts as his hard length pressed against your ass. You always did this, hypnotizing him without him ever knowing.

Making him forget that you belong to someone else.

Yet he was suddenly reminded of the fact as his apartment filled with the sound of a ringing phone. This time Chouso couldn't hide his frown as he felt your body attempt to leave his own.

On instinct, the male held you in place, scissoring his fingers into you harder and faster. Your moans overrode the sound of your ringing phone as you felt his fingers press against your most special spot.

"Don't answer it."

His voice was harsh, raspy and demanding. He said it in a way that was threatening, tugging your skin between his teeth.

Yet your once lewd expression turned into one of distaste as you rolled your eyes at him, leaning over to the side to grab your phone.

Chouso stopped his ministrations as you answered the call, watching a smile form on your lips.

"Yuji, hi love."

Chouso watched with a tight lip as you started to converse with your lover as if you weren't sitting in his lap with his fingers inside of you.

"I've missed you too." He heard you say.

You were lying. You had to be. You were here with him after all.

"I couldn't stop thinking about you today Yuji... even now." You whispered, "I miss having your fingers inside of me."

"Stop it, you're making me hardd."

Chouso heard the boy say, and something seemed to ignite in Chouso as he started to slowly work his fingers in and out of you. Grinning at the sound of your breath hitching.

"Are you okay, Y/n?"

"I'm- I'm fine." You said, biting your tongue to muffle your moans. "What... what are you doing right now?"

"I'm touching myself..."

"Really? Me too, ngh-" Chouso's fingers began to thrust into you faster, his pace unrelenting and demanding your attention. The male's hand slithered under your shirt, taking hold of your bare breast.

His fingers played with your swollen bud while he grinded his hard-on against you, moaning into your ear and making you hot all over.

"Y/n... ah, Y/n." Yuji moaned through the phone, stroking his shaft to the sound of your moans. His eyes closed shut as he imagined that your hand was his own.

The palm of your hand softly stroking him while your mouth sucked on the tip. He wished you were here with him right now.

Instead, you were elsewhere, your lips against another as you moaned into Chouso's mouth, his tongue dancing with your own.

"Tell me how good my fingers feel inside you."

You didn't answer, you couldn't answer.

Not with Chouso's tongue being shoved down your throat.

The male behind you pulled away with a smirk, groping your breast as he began to roll circles on your clit.

"Come on, answer him. Tell him how good my fingers feel inside of you." He whispered into your ear.

"So good, so so good Yuji." You said against Chouso's lips, breathing him in.

You whined at the empty feeling that wafted over you as Chouso pulled his fingers out of you before the male pushed you forward out of his lap.

Your expression took one of confusion as you turned around to face him, watching as he pulled his pants and boxers down just enough to free his cock.

You fought the ache between your legs as you rubbed your thighs together, a wetness pooling on your inner thighs from Chouso's expression alone.

"I need your cock Yuji," You said, eyes clouded in lust as you climbed on top of Chouso's lap. "Mmm, I need it." You whispered as Chouso buried his cock inside you.

You wrapped your arms around the male's neck, your head on his shoulder as you started to grind against him.

“Who’s cock do you really need, hmm?”

“Yours Chouso, only yours.” You whimpered as his nails dug into your hips.

“I need you too, Y/n. I need to, ngh, feel you around me.” Yuji moaned into the phone, thrusting his hips into the palm of his hand.

“But I need you more.” Chouso’s groaned, your walls tightening around his girth as you began to move up and down, skin slapping against skin.

You could only moan in response to the two of them, focusing more on the cock that was spreading your walls and kissing your cervix.

Chouso’s lips found a place on your shoulder, leaving marks on your skin that you would’ve scolded him for if it wasn’t for the cock in your pussy.

You were like putty in his hands, reduced to a moaning mess from his touch alone. The phone in your hand falling somewhere on the couch as Chouso began to thrust into you.

Both of you forgetting about your lover on the phone.

"Ah, who do you belong to Y/n?"

You couldn't hear him.

Too immersed in the brutal fucking you were getting.

"Huh? Who do you belong to Y/n?"

But Chouso heard him loud and clear.

"You!" You screamed, feeling that familiar coil in your stomach. "I belong to you Chouso!!"

"Louder." He groaned, a large grin on his lips as he felt your walls spasm around him, tightening around his girth and squeezing all the cum from his balls.

"You! Ah, you Chouso!" Your mouth fell open, a ring of moans falling from your lips. "I belong to you, ngh, and- and only you!!"

You were exhausted, laying in the male's lap with your eyes shut. Cum dripping down your thighs as he pulled out of you, wrapping his arms around your tired form.

And in your daze, you missed the way Chouso grabbed your phone, pulling it up to his ear to hear a concerned Yuji.

"Y/n?! Y/n?!"

"Y/n's busy right now," Chouso said with a smile as he looked down at your form. "Call back later."

And he hung up.

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#yuji itadori x reader #itadori yuuji #itadori x you #itadori x reader #choso smut #choso x reader #choso x you #smut #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #choso #yuuji x reader #chouso x reader #choso kamo #choso kamo x reader

[anonymousumiko]

modesty | zenin n.

ღpairing: zenin naoya x reader

ღwarning: 18+ content (minors DNI), semi-public sex, degradation, dirty talk, zenin naoya, dressing room sex

word count: 1.6k

synopsis:

the young master thinks you dress like a whore so he takes you shopping

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You could feel the young master's eyes on you as you looked through the clothes on the rack.

This store was expensive. Filled with high-quality items and accessories. And usually, you would've enjoyed something like this, feeling all giddy inside as you looked at different dresses.

Yet you couldn't seem to enjoy yourself as you felt the young master breathing down your neck. His serpent eyes on your form.

You could hear him sigh behind you, impatient with you.

So you found yourself grabbing a dress, examining it closely. It was short in length and appeared tight with a U-neck line. You could feel your body grow hot in embarrassment.

This was not at all modest in any way.

"This dress," You mumbled, biting your lip as you turned around to meet Naoya's eye. "Sorry, I didn't think this dress was like this, young master-"

"Try it on."

Your eyes widened at his words, surprise coming over you in waves. Your mouth fell slightly open, your thoughts showing clear on your face.

"What-" You whispered. Yet the young master didn't waver, staring down at you with his hardened gaze.

You gulped, fidgeting with your fingers as you said, "Young master... this dress isn't up to your standards. I don't think we should waste our time here anymore-"

And suddenly his hand was on the back of your neck, squeezing the sides tightly as a mock warning.

"Do you dare to defy me in public?"

Your eyes widened as you looked around the store. Employees walking around lazily while others took care of customers.

"No young master. Never."

"Then get in that dressing room and try this on." You only nodded, your body relaxing as he pulled his hand away.

"May I be excused?" You asked, voice timid and shaky.

"Don't make me wait."

And that's all it took for you to walk across the store, gravitating towards the dressing rooms. You requested a room and soon found yourself in front of a large mirror, displaying yourself.

Despite your young master's words, you took your time to undress. Discarding each article of clothing somewhere on the floor. Until you found yourself bare, your skin painted with Naoya's marks.

Yet soon enough you were pulling on the dress, watching as it hugged your curves tightly, kissing each crevice of your skin.

You looked at yourself in awe. The article of clothing so different than what you usually wore. You were almost embarrassed at the view of your cleavage and the roundness of your ass as you turned to the side.

"Come out Y/n." You heard the young master's voice. "Let me see you."

But you didn't want him to see you. You were scared, scared, and anxious. What would the young master think? How would he react to such a revealing dress on your body?

"Y/n! Come out or I'll come in!"

You nearly jumped out of your skin at his words. "Young master, this dress- it isn't up to your standards! I don't think you should-"

"Who are you to tell me what to do woman?!" You heard him say as he burst inside of the room before coming to a brief stop at the sight of you.

His eyes roamed your body, taking in each inward and outward curve of your body against the tight dress. You looked up at him with those same puppy dog eyes. Embarrassment as clear as day on your features.

"Young master..." You whispered, looking into his widened eyes. For a moment the two of you only stared at each other, Naoya's wandering eyes never leaving your body.

Your heart began to race as you listened to the sound of him unbuckling his belt before the sound of his zipper came shortly after.

"Get on your knees."

"... Here? We're in public..." You trailed off, not once meeting his eye.

"Do you dare to defy me?" He muttered, raising a brow.

You shook your head obediently, your knees finding a place on the floor. Your hand reached into his undergarments, your fingers taking hold of his shaft as you stroked him.

His hands found a place in your hair, holding it carefully in his palm. He watched closely as your lips kissed the head, licking the tip like a kitten.

Until he was finally inside of your warm, wet cavern. Your hands against his thighs as your reddened lips slid up and down his shaft, your tongue gliding over it.

"You look so pretty like this." He whispered as your hand fell between your thighs, your finger rolling circles on your clothed clit. "Wearing such a slutty dress. How naughty."

Embarrassment filled your eyes as you grinded against your fingers, moaning at the taste of the man inside your mouth. Tears found a place in your hues as Naoya began to thrust into you, holding your head at the base of his cock.

The dressing room filled with the sound of your gagging and choking. "Be quiet, ngh." He groaned, moaning at the feeling of his cock hitting the back of your throat. "Don't want someone to hear you."

"Or maybe- Maybe that's what you want." You could only gag in response, looking up at him through blurry eyes. "Maybe you want people to hear how much of a whore you are."

"Hmm, answer me slut."

He allowed you to pull away from him, spit running down the side of your lips. "No... no young master."

He only hummed, staring down at you with the biggest grin on his face. "Stand up, put your hands against the mirror, and stick that pretty ass out."

"As you wish, young master." You said, getting up before turning around to place your hands on the mirror. Looking into your pitiful expression.

Your eyes were red and your cheeks were painted in tears. Your throat ached while your body shook. You could feel and see Naoya behind you as his hands fell on your hips, his cock kissing your entrance.

Realization seemed to come over you in waves as you realized what Naoya was about to do to you and where he was about to do it.

“Wait- Naoya!” You whined, feeling his thumb spread your cheeks. “We shouldn’t do this here- Not here, agh!”

All of a sudden you were full. So very full. Your walls gripped Naoya tightly, causing him to moan against your skin. His fingers were on your clit immediately as he thrusted into you, your head pushed into the mirror.

“Look at yourself,” He groaned as the dressing room filled with the muffled sound of skin slapping against skin. Suddenly you wished you picked a room towards the back. “You picked this dress out on purpose. You knew it would, ngh, rile me up.”

“No! Ah, that’s not true young master!”

“Don’t lie to me you whore! You wanted this, you fucking wanted this.” He groaned, rubbing your clit faster as the head of his cock kissed your cervix.

“You just wanted to... to seduce me.” He growled, laying his chest against your back as his other hand played with your breast. “In this little tight dress. You wanted to be fucked so everyone could hear in this dressing room!!”

You were soon reduced to a moaning mess at his touch. His finger working your clit while his dick pounded into you mercilessly.

Naoya’s hand on your breast moved to cover your lips, muffling your moans. Yet his hand didn’t seem to do much.

However, you quickly shut up as you heard the sound of heels clicking against the floor. “Ma’am, are you alright?!” Your heart seemed to fall into your stomach as the young master stopped his ministrations.

“Ma’am?”

“You better answer her.” The male behind you whispered into your ear, grinding himself into you slowly, his fingers rolling circles on your clit. “You don’t want her to come in here.”

You shook your head slightly as he removed his hand. “I’m- Ah!”

“Ma’am?!”

“I’m okay! I’m okay...” You trailed off, your teeth digging into your lip to hold off your whimper.

“Alright then. Please continue.” And you listened closely as the sound of the employee's heels disappeared.

The young master quickly went back to his unrelenting pace, his nails digging into your hips as he pounded his cock into you.

“Young master! Oh- Young master!!” You whined, pushing back into him.

Your eyes caught sight of yourself in the mirror and you couldn’t help but think that you were a whore. Your breast falling out of the top of your dress while the bottom was hiked over your ass.

Your eyes were wide and full of lust as your mouth hung open. A symphony of moans pulling out of your throat.

“I’m gonna cum, young master!” You whined, feeling that familiar coil build up in your lower stomach. Naoya’s lips peppered kisses all over your sweaty exposed skin.

“Cum for me.” He groaned into your ear, “Cum for me like the little compliment whore you are.”

And that’s all it took for your legs to shake in his hold as your walls spasmed around his cock, your clit twitching against Naoya’s fingers.

While you moaned at the fulfillment of Naoya’s cum inside you, so very hot. You fell onto your knees once he pulled out of you, feeling his eyes on you, sharp and calculating.

“Young... young master.” You whispered, his face nearing your own to press his lips against yours. His tongue danced with your own in a warm embrace before he pulled away.

The content that once shown in his eyes turning into disgust.

“Clean yourself up. You look filthy.”

That’s all he said to you before he walked out of the dressing room, looking as if he hadn’t just fucked you into the mirror.

“Did you find what you were looking for?” An employee asked as she took the young master's card.

“Yes, I did.” The male whispered as he watched you walk out of the dressing room all shy and timid, never once meeting his gaze.

He couldn’t cease the grin that tugged on his lips.

“I definitely did.”

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#zenin naoya x reader #zenin naoya #jjk smut #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #smut #fanfic #fanfiction #x reader

[anonymousumiko]

bath time | fushiguro m.

ღpairing: fushiguro megumi x reader

ღwarning: 18+ content (minors DNI), stepbrother megumi, pseudo-incest, femdom, soft megumi, dub-con, reluctance on megumi's side

word count: 1.7k

synopsis:

megumi was used to your wandering eyes and sensual caresses... but this was too much. yet you always seemed to have your way whenever it came to him, his body just can't resist you.

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"Megumi!" You called out, a subtle smirk coating your lips as you drummed your fingernails against the bathtub. Watching the way the bubbles popped in the tub, the water kissing your bare skin.

You waited a few seconds before calling out again, "Megumi! Bring me a towel please!!" And your smile grew as you heard the sound of Megumi's heavy footsteps as they neared the bathroom.

"The doors unlocked by the way!" You said as you dipped further into the water, eloping yourself in its warmth.

You watched soundlessly as the door creaked open, revealing your stepbrother's lean frame. You couldn't resist the smile that painted your lips as he traveled towards you, stretching his hand out to give you the towel.

You didn't miss the subtle blush on his cheeks.

"Thank you, Gumi." You whispered, raising yourself up just enough to reveal the valley of your breasts. And Megumi fought to keep his eyes on you. His peripheral catching the way the water dripped down your breasts.

"Of course." Which was all he said as you took the towel from his hand, placing it in the water. While Megumi got up to leave, only inches away from the door before you stopped him.

"Could you wash my back?" You asked, your back towards him with your head tilted towards his face. Megumi had a clear view of the nape of your neck and your smooth skin as water caressed your flesh. "Please, I just can't reach it."

You pouted at him. The same look that had him on his knees for you whenever you asked.

A sigh pushed past his lips as he neared you, sitting on his knees and taking the towel out of the water.

"Thank you, Megumi." Pure content laced in your words as you felt the towel against your skin, the warm water tickling you as Megumi softly scrubbed your back.

Silence overtook the two of you shortly after. You found yourself elsewhere as you listened to Megumi's rhythmic breathing against your nape.

"This reminds me of old times." You whispered, "Back when we were kids and we used to take baths together." And you didn't see the way Megumi smiled at your words. "I miss that."

Megumi would never admit that he missed that too.

However, Megumi's gentle solace didn't last long as a gasp pulled out of your throat, watching as you seemingly jumped out of your skin.

You whipped your body towards him, a large smile present on your face.

"Take a bath with me Gumi!"

"What- No-"

"Just this once." You pleaded, voice laced with desperation. "Come onn."

"No." Megumi could see your facade crack little by little. He knew how you were, and he knew how you were when you didn't get your way. Your eyes hardened as you tightened your lip.

"Why not?"

"We're not kids anymore." He muttered, mirroring your expression. "Things are different now..."

"What's different now? My body?" You asked, leaning against the wall behind you and placing a hand on your breast, teasingly groping it. "It's not anything you haven't seen before."

He gulped, eyes looking everywhere but on your form.

"Get in the tub Megumi. I won't do anything I promise." You whined, looking at him with that familiar soft gaze, a small smile on your face.

He could easily just leave. Megumi could've easily scolded you and left the room. Yet a part of him wanted to soak in the warm water with you.

He stood up, feeling your eyes drink him up as he pulled off his shirt. His muscles flexing with each movement. He missed the way your teeth dug into your lip as he pulled off his sweats and boxers in one go.

You moved up slightly to let him settle behind you. His back against the cold wall. You moved your body around to place your chest against his, laying your body on top of his own.

And you didn't miss the way he froze. His body tense.

"Thank you, Megumi." You whispered into his neck, your nails trailing down his chest to rub circles on his lower stomach. "You're always so kind to me."

The boy couldn't help but think that perhaps he's been too kind. Allowing you to touch him like this in private settings. Allowing you to whisper cruel words to him that only a lover would ever say.

"I really like you, Megumi. Did you know that?" You asked, your big eyes peering up at him. Yet Megumi only looked at you as if he were bored despite the red tint on his cheeks.

His body seemed to focus on the feeling of your breast pressed against his chest. On the warmth of your body. On the strange feeling he felt as your fingertips danced on his lower stomach.

"I know."

He ignored the feeling of your lips on his neck, peppering open-mouthed kisses on his skin. Nibbling on the skin before going over it with your hot pink muscle.

"Do you like me, Megumi?" You asked, moving up against him so your lips could reach his jaw. "Do you like me as much as I like you?"

Maybe.

He didn't know.

"Say something." You whispered, coming into contact with his face. Your eyes only seemed to ever focus on his lips. Their subtle pink color, the curve of his cupid's bow.

Before you finally looked into his eyes. Your gaze full of lust.

"Say something Megumi."

He didn't know what to say.

The hand that settled on his stomach moved up towards his neck, your thumb caressing the skin. And suddenly your lips were on his, soft and full of care as they moved against his own.

Every single bone in Megumi's body wanted to sink into your touch, into the warm water that engulfed him. Even so, his hands fell onto your shoulders as he pushed you away, breathless and aching.

"We can't." It was all he could say.

"Nobody has to know." You said as your hand on his neck teasingly wormed its way down to the aching problem between his legs. Your hand took hold of his shaft, stroking him ever so slowly. "Nobody has to know, Megumi."

A strangled groan pushed past his lips as his hold on your shoulders weakened. "That's- That's not fair."

You were so warm, so warm and so soft. The feeling of your fingers teasing his tip made his hips jerk against the water, gritting his teeth as he moaned.

"Y/n... Y/n-" He chanted your name like a prayer as his grip on your shoulders disappeared. Your lips were back on him in an instant, your tongue invading his mouth in a bruising kiss.

"Stop." The boy said in between each kiss. His voice pleading. His mind fighting with his body to succumb to pleasure. "Please- I can't... I can't control myself."

He was breaking underneath your hold and you knew it. You knew it when his tongue began to lightly massage your own. You knew it when his hips started to buck into your hand as you continued to stroke his shaft.

"Just let go." You whispered as you pulled away, looking into his eyes and never once looking away. Your presence was overbearing, it always was.

You always knew how to make him succumb to pleasure even when he didn't want to.

"I can make you feel good." You said nibbling on the shell of his ear. "I can make you feel so so good. So just let me Megumi."

Megumi was so close.

So close to submitting to you and so close to cumming.

He could feel the familiar coil settle itself in his stomach as he moaned against you, twitching in your palm.

"Say it." You stroked him faster, pace unrelenting. "Tell me you want me."

His body acted on its own as the words fell from his lips. "I want you, Y/n. Ah, I want you." And as he felt his body start to untangle you moved your hand away. Watching with a smile as he groaned, gritting his teeth and clenching his fist.

Megumi watched with hardened eyes as you placed a hand on his shoulder, your other hand holding his shaft as you hovered over his lap.

"I want you too, Megumi." You told him as you sunk down on him, his cock burying inside of you. The two of you seemed to moan in sync. The warmth of the water dispersing, your body heat taking over instead.

"So full." You whimpered, grinding your hips against him and the sloshing water. "M’feel so full Megumi."

While Megumi felt so warm. Feeling your walls grip his girth without ever letting go. Your lips assaulting his neck and jaw, leaving marks on his skin.

Claiming him as yours.

Soon enough you started to move, picking up your hips before dropping them back down. Your pace was unrelenting as the bathroom filled with the sound of shaky waters and moans of pleasure.

It was too much. The pleasure was too much for Megumi to bare. The feeling coursing through his veins like electricity. He couldn't take it. He was so god damn sensitive.

Watching your breast dance as you bounced on his cock, grinding your hips into him. He couldn't take it.

Megumi's hands found a place on your hips as he started to thrust into you, his cock invading your walls as he pounded into your cervix.

"Megumi! Ngh- Oh Megumi!"

"Y/n!" He called, although muffled, his teeth burying into your shoulder.

Everything seemed to happen in a blur. Primal instinct taking over as Megumi continued to thrust into you until your walls were spasming around him and your legs were shaking in his hold.

It didn't take much for the boy to succumb to pleasure as his thrust became sloppy until he was holding onto you desperately, a moaning mess beneath you as he came inside of you.

And you smiled as he slouched into the water, his flaccid cock still inside of you. His limbs shaking as he laid there breathlessly.

"I really like you, big brother." You whispered into his ear, caressing his skin.

He knows.

Just as much as you know how much his body likes you too.

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#fushiguro megumi #fushiguro megumi x reader #fushiguro megumi x you #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #smut #tw stepcest

[anonymousumiko]

daddy's whore | fushiguro t.

ღpairing: fushiguro toji x reader

ღwarning: 18+ content (minors DNI), stepfather toji, pseudo-incest, fucking in front of your mom, being fingered in front of your family, so kinda public LMAO, name-calling, begging, breeding kink, infidelity, cock warming

word count: 1.2k

synopsis:

toji doesn’t hide what he does to you. so why would he start now?

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"You're being too loud. Do you want Megumi and your mother to hear you?" A voice whispered into your ear, husky and intense.

You found yourself instinctively pushing your thighs together, your teeth digging into your lip. Yet it only took a few seconds until your legs were spread back open, two fingers thrusting into your cunt.

You fought back the urge to moan out in ecstasy as you laid your head on Toji's chest, squirming in his lap. "I can't help it." You whispered, "M'sorry daddy."

The male only chuckled, eyes glued to the TV as if his fingers weren't stuffed inside of you. You fought to move your hips against his touch as you caught sight of your mother and Megumi. Their eyes glued to the TV.

And apart of you would've felt bad if it didn't feel so good.

"You gonna cum?" His tone was soft despite his rough assault on your clit. "You gonna cum in front of Megumi and your mommy without them even knowing?"

"Yes, daddy." You moaned into his ear, listening to the embarrassed sound of your squelching pussy which was muffled by the sound of the movie. A sound only the two of you could hear. "Mmm, make me cum daddy. Pleasee."

And as Toji peered down at you, watching you move your hips under the blanket while quiet whimpers rung from your lips, he couldn't help but think that you looked so pretty like this.

Squirming against his muscular frame and begging for him to make you cum.

"Alright." He muttered, pressing his lips against your cheek. "Cum for daddy."

And in an instant, your toes were curling and your legs were shaking in his hold. Your hand pressed firmly against your lips, muffling your sinful moans.

"Good girl," He groaned into your ear, pressing his hard cock against your ass. Thrusting his fingers into you and drawing out your orgasm. And you watched in awe as he pulled his fingers out of you before taking them into his mouth.

Sucking on each digit despite your mother watching.

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"Y/n, you're too old to be sleeping with us." Your mother chided, her voice drowsy and her eyes closed. "You're not a child anymore.”

"I know that but that movie really scared me." You whispered, feeling Toji's burning gaze on your form. "Pleasee, just this once."

"Y/n I-"

"I think it's fine." Toji spoke up, his fingers drumming on your mother's side. You didn't miss the grin that painted his face as his eyes drunk you up.

"Just this once sweetheart. It's fine." He whispered in your mother's ear, pressing his lips against her cheek. Your mother sighed defeatedly, lazily nodding her head and lulling herself back to sleep.

You couldn't help the smile that formed on your lips as you crawled in between the two, your back to Toji's chest. You shut your eyes tightly, feeling rather joyous as Toji wrapped an arm around you, pulling you into him.

And for a while you only slept, listening to the sound of your rhythmic breathing as your hand clutched the pillow under your head. Until the sound of Toji groaning in your ear became too much to ignore.

You could feel his hand around you slither under your shirt, taking hold of your breast, squeezing a nipple between his fingers. Grinding his hard-on against your clothed slit.

"T-Toji," You cried out, "Not here- ngh."

"Isn't this what you wanted? Don't act like this isn't why you came in here." He chuckled, the sound seemingly vibrating against the nape of your neck.

And you bit back your tongue, for his words were true. Truthfully, you hadn't even paid attention to the movie, not when you were in Toji's hold.

"Come on tell me." He whispered, his hand on your breast slithering down and past your underwear to play with your clit. "Tell me how much of a whore you are to want to fuck your stepfather in the same bed as your mommy?"

"M'such a whore daddy." You moaned while his fingers separated your pussy lips, another finger moving to drag up and down your slit. "But I'm your whore. I'm daddy's whore."

You didn't see the smile on Toji's lips but you could feel it as he peppered kisses against your neck, listening to your muffled moans as he finger fucked you.

"It’s not enough, ah." You whimpered, moving your ass against his hard cock. "I need it, daddy."

"What do you need? Tell me."

"Your cock. I need your cock daddy." You moaned. Your hand grasping Toji's wrist and pulling his fingers towards your lips. One by one you licked each perfectly slender digit, tasting yourself on his fingers while staring at your mother's back.

"Pleaseee daddy. I want it."

And that's all it took for your panties to be pushed to the side, the night air caressing your pink pussy. Toji's cock was pressed up against you as he teasingly rocked it back and forth between your slit.

"Mmm since you asked so nicely, I'll give you what you want."

His hand found solace on your leg, holding it up while he buried himself inside of you. And the two of you moaned as if it were the first time you both had ever done this.

Toji sharply thrusted into you, uncaring of how the bed creaked, of how the room filled with the sound of him slapping his hips against your ass.

"So good." You purred, "Feels so so good Toji."

"Mhm, you like fucking your daddy in front of your mommy don't you? Such a dirty slut." And his words made your walls clench around his girth, a strangled gasp leaving your lips.

And suddenly time seemed to stop as fear struck your heart. E/c eyes widening as you watched your mother shift, turning around to face you although still fast asleep.

"She's watching us, princess." The male whispered against your neck. Teeth nibbling on your flesh. "Put on a show for mommy."

And that's all it took for you to become a moaning mess. Whining and moaning and purring so loud you were sure the neighbors could hear. Toji pounded into you harder than he had ever done before, the head of his cock repeatedly kissing your cervix.

"Fuck, it feels so good mommy!" You moaned, tears filling your eyes to the brim. "I love daddy's cock. I love it so so so much."

"I bet he doesn't, ngh- I bet he doesn't fuck you like he fucks me." You whined. "Cause daddy loves me, mmm he loves my pussy."

"That's right." He groaned as you turned your head to face him, eyes watching his lip. "Your pussy was made for me. It was made to take my cock."

His lips found solace on top of your own. His tongue invading your mouth and massaging his tongue with yours. Your moans mixed together as your body engulfed in heat, a familiar coil building up in your stomach.

"Cum inside me daddy." You whimpered against his mouth. "Impregnate me in front of mommy." And he smiled against your lips, bucking up into you, his nails digging into your thigh.

"Fuck! I'm gonna cum. Cum with me daddy please."

And that's all it took for your walls to spasm around him before they were painted in white. Not a single drop dripped from your pussy as he stayed buried inside you, pulling you closer towards him as he closed his eyes.

"Mom will see." You whispered groggily, shutting your eyes.

"Let her see." He replied, "Let her see how much of a whore you are for daddy."

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#fushiguro toji #fushiguro toji x reader #fushiguro toji x you #tw stepcest #smut #reader insert #x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #i wanna fuck toji so bad

[anonymousumiko]

hentai | gojou s. & getou s.

ღpairing: gojou satoru x reader x getou suguru

ღwarning: 18+ content (minors DNI), threesome, non-con, degradation, gaslighting, name calling, drinking and drug use, non-consensual videotaping, gojou and getou are terrible in this fic, my favorite duo <33

word count: 2.2k

synopsis:

the boys were just so tired of your constant teasing. leaving them to deal with aching hard-ons alone. however, tonight would be different. they’d make sure of it.

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"Come onn, take another swing." Gojou slurred, his arm wrapped around you on the couch while your head found solace on his clothed shoulder.

You giggled as you looked at his flush face, a bottle pressed to your reddened lips. Your hand found a place on his chest as you began to push him away, "No moree." You whined.

"Yes, moree." He mocked you, his arm around your shoulder squeezing you closer to him. You giggled at his tone, side-eyeing the man across from you.

"I thought you said you could handle your liquor, Y/n." You wished you had the strength to roll your eyes at the male, Getou. You moved your head to the side to fully look at him, watching as he smoked some unknown substance.

His lips pursed as smoke began to fill the air, a cocky grin taking over his features. And you huffed at the look, your hand overlapping Gojou's grip on the bottle as you tilted it up to pour the liquid into your lips.

"There she goes!" Gojou laughed, "Good girl." And you ignored the way his hand repeatedly pat your barely clothed ass.

The two began to talk about something you didn't understand as you laid your head against Gojou's chest, listening to his racing heart. Your vision felt somewhat blurry as you felt too aware of Gojou's hands on you and Getou's stare.

"I'm ready... ready to go home." You mumbled, drool dribbling down the side of your lip.

"You can't go homee, it's still early." Your eyes caught sight of the clock on Gojou's phone. Yet the numbers were blurred and seemed to move in a way that caused you to giggle.

"I can't, I can't even read it Gojou!" And he laughed at you, a sound so loud that it seemed to echo in the room.

"She can't even read Getou!" His smile was infectious, "You're so cute." He muttered, his slender digits running up and down your sides.

"Stop teasing meee." And Gojou couldn't help but think your pout was cute too. You shimmied out of his hold, barely standing up on your own two feet as you pulled your dress down. "I'm going- going upstairs.

"Want me to help you up the stairs?" Getou asked, peering up at you with a lazy grin on his face.

"No, I don't need your help." Yet you found yourself biting back your tongue as you nearly tripped on the third step. And suddenly Getou was beside you, pulling you into his large frame as he helped you up the stairs.

And you missed the way he turned his head towards Gojou with the biggest grin on his face.

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"M'thank you Getou." You mumbled, looking up at him through hooded eyes. He stared down at you with a tight lip, watching you squirm under his gaze as you laid down on his bed.

He watched the way your dress hiked up slightly with each movement you made, your plump thighs seemingly teasing him.

"Of course." He pressed a cigarette up to your lips, watching the way your lips parted as you inhaled it before pulling away to exhale.

You watched lazily as he laid on top of the bed next to you, his charcoal-colored eyes boring into your own. He looked at you as if he were hungry, like a serpent watching a mouse.

"Don't... don't look at me like that." Your tone was soft, ever so quiet.

"Like what?"

"You know what!" You giggled, "Like you wanna eat me!"

"Mmm, maybe I do." And you rolled your eyes at his words. Getou was many things but he wasn't a liar. At least he never lied to you.

Getou moved closer to you, his hand finding a place on your side. A primal feeling seeming to overtake the man in front of you. His fingers danced against your dress as he asked, "When are you gonna stop teasing me, Y/n?"

"Hmm, whatever do you mean?" But he wasn't laughing like you were.

"You know what I mean..." And his fingers trailed further down your side, his digits dancing on your thighs. "When are you gonna let me fuck you?"

Suddenly your smile fell, silence overtaking the room.

"Getou. You're drunk."

"No," His tone was harsh as he got on top of you, straddling your waist and pinning you down. "You're drunk." Fear began to overtake your features as he held your arms above your head, his hands tightly gripping your wrists.

"Getou... get off of me."

"Let me fuck youu." Getou's demeanor suddenly changed as he began to playfully grind his hips into you, a cheeky grin on his face. "Let me fuck you, Y/n." And you laughed and laughed and laughed, unknowing of how his cock grew harder under his sweats.

"Okay, Getou you had your fun." You huffed as he bent down towards you, pressing his lips against your neck. "Getou, ah really. This is too much."

"Don't act like you don't like it." He purred into your skin. "You like working up me and that dumbass downstairs."

"I don't know what you're talking about-"

"Yes, you fucking do. Don't play dumb, whore." His hand slithered up towards your throat, applying just enough pressure to threaten you to shut the hell up.

And suddenly the door to the bedroom opened, revealing a tall, white-haired male, a large grin on his face as he walked towards the other side of the bed, peering down at you.

You couldn't ignore the tent present in his pants, you couldn't ignore the feeling of Getou's cock against your slit. You suddenly felt too aware of everything around you.

"Gojou... tell him to get off of me."

An exasperated sigh pushed past his lips as he shoved his hands into his pockets. "I can't do that princess, not today." Pale fingers moved towards his top, slowly unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his chiseled chest.

You were so confused, so confused and so scared.

"Don't look at me like that. You should've expected this to happen, love." Gojou looked at you as if you were a slice of meat and he was a starved animal.

"Why...? I don't understand." Tears began to fill your eyes, threatening to boil over and ruin your makeup.

"What did you think would happen? Coming over to our place dressed up like a whore. You wanted this to happen, you want us to fuck you." Getou's words seemed to strike a chord in you, your tears painting your skin.

And your head was abruptly pushed to the side, eyes coming in contact with Gojou's cock. He looked down at you through his glasses, smiling at you like he always does.

"Come on suck it." He whispered, pressing the angry head against your lips. "You know you want to."

"No Gojou." Your voice was pleading, desperate. "Please Gojou, don't make me do it please."

"Spare me that shit. Just suck my fucking cock whore." And suddenly your mouth was open, full with his girth. His hand found a place in your hair as he forcefully bobbed your head up and down.

While Getou moved to hike your dress up, eyes widening at the sight before him as he placed your legs on top of his shoulders. "No panties? God, you are a whore."

All you could do was moan in response as his tongue flatted against your slit. The muscle was warm and wet, roaming its way through your lips and rolling circles on your clit.

"You're so wet, baby girl." He moaned against you, black beady eyes looking up at you. His nails digging into your thighs. "And you taste so sweet. Just like I knew you would."

You didn't have the chance to register his words as your hands gripped Gojou's thighs. The room filled with the white-haired male's groans and the sound of your gags.

Drool dribbled down your chin while tears cascaded down your eyes. Your body seemed to spasm with volts of electricity at the feeling of Getou's warm muscles against your clit.

On instinct your body began to chase the pleasure, your hips moving against his lips as your nails dug into a set of thighs.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum man." Gojou muttered, his fingers tightening their hold in your hair.

"Shit, she is too." The other male laughed, worming a finger into your tight cunt. A moan bubbled through your throat and echoed around Gojou's girth.

He began to move his hips against you sporadically, uncaring of your current state. While Getou's tongue circled around your clit faster, his finger thrusting into you without a care in the world.

"I'm gonna cum! Shit, I'm gonna cum!!"

And soon enough your mouth was filled with a salty white liquid while your legs shook in Getou's hold, your pussy twitching and painting Getou's face in your juices.

Gojou pulled out of your mouth, replacing his cock with his lips. His cum dripped from your lips as his tongue invaded your mouth, tasting himself.

"I taste good, don't I?" He asked as he pulled away, smirking at your drowsy form. You didn't say a word, lipstick smudged and mascara kissing the skin under your eyes.

You found yourself looking over at Getou who was nearing you, placing his lips on top of yours sweetly. Getou wasn't a liar, you did taste sweet.

He pulled away with a smile on his lips, pulling off his pants before taking his cock out of his boxers. "Time for you to suck my cock." He whispered as he stroked himself.

Gojou moved to replace Getou's place while Getou got on top of the bed behind you, hitting his cock against your forehead.

"I'm gonna fuck you now Y/n." Gojou uttered, picking up your legs and gluing them together. "Why are you crying, princess? Isn't this what you wanted?"

All you could do was shake your head, sobbing at the feeling of Gojou's head pressing against your hole.

"You fucking liar." He seethed, forcing himself inside of you and spreading your walls to accommodate to his length.

"I'm not lying Gojou!" You whimpered, "How could you do this to me-!?"

Instantly there was another cock in your mouth to shut you up. You tilted your head forward, eyes widening at the cruel look in Getou's eyes.

"Shut up, slut. She doesn't know what she wants, that's why we have to show her." He said, thrusting into your mouth and watching your throat bulge from his shaft.

"Isn't that right Gojou?"

"Yeah." He moaned as his hips slapped against yours roughly. The head of his cock kissing your cervix as he pounded into you.

Your body didn't know what to focus on. The pleasure Gojou was giving you or the pain of having Getou's cock invade your throat.

Getou was much thicker than Gojou, and Gojou was much longer than Getou's fingers.

It was all too much.

And for a moment you succumbed to the pleasure until an inkling feeling filled your gut. Your eyes looked over to Gojou, noting his phone in his hand, the flash turned on, and a large grin on his face.

"Stop mphh, stomp it!" You yelled, muffled from Getou's cock. You began to hit your hand against the male's thighs, thrashing your body to get out of their hold.

Yet they held you in place, Getou keeping your head still while Gojou tightened his hold on your legs.

"Look at her. Taking two cocks at the same time, what a whore." The white-haired male chuckled, zooming in on your bouncing breasts.

"Fuck, zoom in on her throat."

"I can see your cock man, what the hell!" Laughter emitted from both of them while all you could do was cry.

"Shit, I'm gonna cum."

"Cum on her face!"

Getou pounded into your throat, the room filling with his moans as his hands held your jaw. And it only took a few seconds until he was pulling his cock out of your mouth and releasing all over your face.

"Fuck, she looks so pretty." Getou whispered as Gojou zoomed in on your face. Tears, snot, cum, and makeup all over your face.

"Our pretty girl." Gojou muttered. You didn't feel pretty. Not in this sorrowful state. "Take the phone, I gotta cum in her pussy now."

You watched through blurry eyes as Gojou passed the phone to the other male who began to record you two. Gojou held your legs up, pounding into you while your moans filled the room.

"Take it!" He groaned, "Take my cock!"

"She's taking it so well." Getou responded, zooming in on your bulging stomach.

It only took a few thrust until you were a moaning mess. Begging and moaning for release. You were reduced to putty in their hands at the mere feeling of Gojou’s cock in your gummy walls.

"I'm gonna... cum. Cum with me princess."

And it didn't take long until your thighs locked and your back was arching as a strangled moan left your lips. It didn't take long until warm, hot cum painted your walls in white.

And the two found themselves between you, kissing your cheek, your neck, and your lips. Wiping your pitiful tears away.

"You did so well, Y/n." Gojou whispered.

"I knew she wanted it." Getou muttered against your jaw.

While you only laid there, cum painting your face while Gojou’s finger pumped his cum back inside of you.

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#gojou saturo #gojou smut #gojou satoru x reader #getou suguru #getou suguru x reader #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #fanfic #oneshot #smut #non con #gojo x reader #x reader #getou smut

[anonymousumiko]

daddy's girl | fushiguro t.

ღpairing: fushiguro toji x reader

ღwarning: 18+ content (minors DNI), stepfather toji, pseudo-incest, impact play, degradation, name-calling, spanking, drinking and smoking, ill preparation, dirty talk

word count: 1.4k

synopsis:

toji had made it clear that he didn’t want you going to that frat party, but you weren’t one to listen.

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"He's gonna fucking... fucking kill me Gojou." You slurred, standing outside of his shiny white convertible, your arms laying comfortably on the side of his car.

"Don't sayy that. I'm sure the old man is sound asleep." You couldn't help the cheeky smile that graced your face as you watched him take a drag of his cart, exhaling the smoke into the night air.

The boy peered at you through his glasses, motioning it towards you with a grin on his face. "Wanna hit it?"

"Mmm maybe..." You giggled, watching him soundlessly as he took another drag of it before leaning towards you. Instinctively you closed your eyes, feeling his lips press against your open mouth.

He pulled away with a playful grin on his lips as he watched you exhale the smoke. You returned his smile, backing away from his car before motioning towards the estate.

"Night Gojou!" You yelled, turning your head to catch him winking at you as he pulled out of your driveway.

You couldn't help the sigh that escaped your lips as you stood in front of your front door, scurrying to take off your heels. It took only a few tries until your feet were completely bare, the cold pavement kissing your toes.

You bent down slightly, the wind caressing the back of your thighs as you pulled the welcome mat to the side to reveal a spare house key. And like clockwork you unlocked the door, your feet padding against the hardwood floor as you closed the door behind you.

And for a while, you only stood there.

Waiting to hear the alarm go off, waiting to hear the annoying sound of Megumi's dog barking. Yet it never came, and for once you felt like you could breathe.

You were ecstatic as you made your way through the kitchen, feeling giddy inside for the mere reason that you didn't get caught.

You felt as if you were on cloud nine as you maneuvered through the living room to go upstairs, seemingly missing the sharp green eyes that racked over your form.

Large hands clenched into fits at the sight of you. Clad in a short, black bodycon dress, your breast practically falling out of the dress. Your hair was messy and you reeked of smoke and alcohol.

Toji had explicitly told you not to go out to that party. Yet you did it anyway. Out somewhere dressed like a whore while smelling like an alleyway prostitute.

The older Fushiguro was tired of you defying him and this would be the last night you would ever do it.

You seemed to jump out of your skin halfway up the stairs as the lamp in the living room flickered on, revealing your stepfather's muscular frame sitting on the couch, legs spread, and a beer bottle in hand.

The air felt thick, suffocating as you stared into his serpent-like eyes. Your body seemed to immediately sober up at his gaze, feeling his eyes drink you up.

"D-Daddy, I can explain-"

"Come here."

Your body moved towards him instantly, fear seeming to grasp your body and never letting go. You found yourself in front of him, your body burning from his gaze.

You were suddenly struck with shame and embarrassment.

"Do you know what time it is?"

You looked over to the side, checking the digital clock under the TV. You could hear your heart beating erratically, pumping the blood that seemed to fill your face.

"It's 3:15..." You whispered, playing with your shaky hands behind your back. You watched silently as the older male sat up, taking a swing of the bitter liquid.

"Imagine my surprise," His hand moved to wipe his lips, his thumb scratching his scar. "When I went upstairs to go kiss my baby girl goodnight, only to see that she wasn't in bed."

"And on top of that," He muttered, "Imagine how I felt, when I overheard Megumi on the phone with your good friend Itadori, discussing your whereabouts."

You were silent.

"Get on my lap."

"Daddy please, I'm sorry-"

"Get over my fucking lap Y/n!" You so desperately wanted to cry as you settled over his lap. Your teeth dug into your lip as you felt his fingers pull up your dress before pulling your panties down.

His calloused hand rubbed circles on your bare cheek, groping and pinching the skin.

"Ten licks." He whispered, "Five for disrespecting me, and another five for dressing up like a whore."

"I'm sorry-!"

One

His hand collided with your ass cheek, strong and impactful. The pain spread through your body like electricity as you jerked in his hold, tears filling your eyes.

Two

Three

You cried out in pain, his hand smoothing over your cheek in mock comfort. "You're such a fucking whore. Going out like that. Who were you trying to impress?!"

"N-Nobody!"

Four

"Liar!"

Tears began to cascade down your cheek, mascara painting your skin. "Who's car was that outside, huh?" He seethed, "And don't you dare lie to me."

You swallowed harshly, gripping as much as you could of the sofa. "Gojou's. It's- it's Gojou's car. He drove me home."

"Gojou Satoru," The male hummed, needing your cheeky skin. You felt his fingers dance towards your slit, his digit pressing against your wet slick.

"Did he touch you, like this?" He asked, his tone soft and almost comforting. His finger began to move back and forth against your cunt, rubbing circles against your tight hole. "Are you this wet because of him?"

"No daddy." You sobbed, "Never."

Your stepfather grinned at your shaky form, eyes lingering over your already bruised ass. "Why don't I believe you, princess?"

Five

Six

"Daddy please!" You sobbed, uncaring of how loud you were and of the fact that you could easily wake your mother up. "M'sorry, I'd never lie to you!"

And suddenly his hand was in your hair, gripping it tightly before pulling you up to face him, arching your back. You looked pathetic. Tears staining your face, your lipstick messy and eyeliner smudged.

"Apologize for acting like a little slut and defying your daddy and then maybe I'll stop and fuck this tight little hole of yours."

"I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry." You whimpered, "I'll never disobey you again daddy." You spoke over and over again, never once looking away from his sultry green eyes. "So please, please fuck me, daddy. I want it, mmm I want it so badly."

You were like putty in his hands, reduced to the most pathetic state in his hands. The older male pressed his lips against yours, forcing your mouth open, his tongue intruding the wet cavern.

The kiss was hungry, animalistic. You could barely keep up with his movements as drool dripped down the side of your lip. Toji tasted so bittersweet.

Your stepfather was so addictive, you couldn't get enough of him.

He pulled away with a smile on his face, manhandling and forcing you down on his cock. Your ass connected to his lap, a harsh gasp pushing past your throat. You felt so god damn full.

"So full, mmm so full daddy." You moaned as he painted your neck in marks and bruises. You began to grind your hips into him, your arms wrapped around your neck as you purred into his ear.

The older male rested his hands on your lap, grinding your hips against him. Your body felt hot, scorching to the touch. While the living room filled with the sound of your moans and whines.

It didn't take long until he was thrusting up into you, piercing your flesh with his teeth as he succumbed to the familiar feeling of your tight, hot walls.

"Who does this pussy, ngh, belong to, princess?" He groaned, his nails digging into your ass leaving crescent moon shapes into your bare skin.

"You, daddy! This pussy, ah, belongs to you!!"

"That's right." Toji couldn't help the grin that painted his face as he got closer and closer to release. "Now cum for me. Cum around my cock."

And in an instant, you did as you were told. Your fingers gripping the back of his locks as you arched your back, your walls spasming around his girth as you released all around him.

Shortly after he began pumping you with his cum, painting your walls with his sperm as he forced you to take all of him. Not letting a single drop leak out

His lips pressed against your hot, sweaty skin. Peppering kisses all over your flesh as he whispered words of praise to you, his hand softly massaging your bruised ass.

"Good girl." He whispered, "Daddy's good girl."

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[anonymousumiko]

jasmine tea | zenin n.

ღpairing: zenin naoya x reader

ღwarning: 18+ content (MDNI), degradation, misogyny, dub-con (slight hesitation), abuse of power, zenin naoya, reluctance turned into eager consent, dirty talk

word count: 1.1k

synopsis:

You didn't mean to spill the young master's favorite tea on his lap, but now you have to be punished for it.

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If you ever had the chance to ask the young master, Zenin Naoya, what his favorite tea is, a small grin would grace his lips as he huskily answered with the words "Jasmine tea."

What he liked so much about it... he didn't know.

Maybe he liked it so much because of the flowery aroma that filled his nose whenever he brought it up to his lips to have a taste.

Maybe he liked it so much because of its delicate, subtle floral flavor.

Maybe he liked it so much because you were the one that served it to him.

Listening to the sound of your heels click against the floor as you traveled towards him, shaky hands gripping a shiny pristine tray. The young master would watch you with narrowed eyes as you placed his tea across from him.

And in moments like those, when the only sound that could be heard was your quickened breaths, he could really see you.

The fear in your eyes and the trembling of your lip.

It's what made him hard in the morning.

Even now, as he watched you like a cat, eyes racking over your uniform, focusing on the skin of your thighs covered by your stockings.

He ignored the sudden tightness in his pants.

A quivering smile painted your lips as you stood in front of, the slight breeze caressing your locks while the sun kissed your skin.

"Good morning, young master." You spoke as quiet as a mouse. However, he didn't reply. Only watching silently as you placed the golden tray on top of the table.

And in those few seconds alone something seemed to come over him in waves, drowning and suffocating him into silly things like primal instincts.

Maybe it was because of the view he had of the valley of your breasts as you bent down. Maybe it was because of the view he had of the marks that painted your neck, marks that he put.

Or maybe it was because you smelled just like jasmine tea.

The young master's body moved on its own as his hand connected to the small of your back. Slowly, teasingly, traveling it down towards your ass.

The feeling of his calloused hand against you in such a public setting startled you, causing your body to jerk in a way that was dubbed as unnatural.

And in a blink of an eye, you watched helplessly as the tea in your hand slipped from your grasp, falling directly into Zenin's lap.

The sword of fear pierced your heart as the young master gasped from the burning hot tea, a ring of curses falling from his lips.

On instinct, you moved towards his side, napkins in hand as you began to hurriedly pat his lap, apologies bubbling from your throat.

"Young master! I'm so sorry, please forgive me." You muttered, biting your lip as tears filled your eyes. "I don't know what came over me- I'm so sorry."

"You bitch," He seethed, his words like venom. "Don't touch me!" Immediately you moved away, your hands trembling as you looked over his form.

His lap was soaked in the mixture and he looked as if he has pissed himself. Anger seemed to flow through his veins while embarrassment filled yours. For you could see his groin strain his pants.

And he noticed this.

"Get on your knees." Like an obedient puppy, you did as you were told, eager to make it up to your master. You stared up at him with eyes akin to a kicked puppies.

"Clean me."

Hastily you brought your hand towards his lap, dabbing your napkin against his trousers. However, his eyes narrowed and his lips pursed in disapproval.

Suddenly his hand found a place in your hair, gripping it tightly before forcing your face into his lap. A gasp left your mouth as you struggled against him, slapping your hand against his lap as a signal for him to let you go.

"Stupid woman. Did I tell you to clean me with a napkin?"

You only shook your head, eyes wide at the sight of his hardened cock mixed with the floral scent of jasmine tea.

"Clean me with your tongue."

You gulped, looking from him to his lap. You didn't want to do it, but you had to do it. You could never disobey your master.

The young master watched with glassy eyes as your tongue darted out to lick his trousers, tasting Naoya Zenin's favorite tea.

Your eyes caught his gaze as you continued to lick his inner thighs, your eyes hazy as your tongue moved closer and closer towards his groin.

"Am- Am I doing good young master?" You asked. "Is this okay?"

"Shut up." He hissed, tightening his grip on your usually neat hair, while his other hand began to remove his belt, unbuttoning his pants before pulling his cock out.

He began to stroke it in front of you teasingly, watching as you rubbed your thighs together, your gaze never leaving his angry red tip.

"Young master, may I speak?" He only hummed in response, a strained groan leaving his lips shortly after. "Please let me suck your cock young master for your forgiveness."

The dampness in your panties made itself known as he smirked at your needy form, lazily nodding his head as he placed the tip against your lips.

Your eyes lit up, a smile quickly pulling at your lips. "Thank you! Thank you, young master!" And your lips parted to take in his head, sucking on it as if it were a lollipop, staring up at him through your lashes.

Your tongue glided over the slit, tasting his precum. He smelled and tasted so much like jasmine tea and you secretly couldn't get enough of it.

It was your favorite tea after all.

Maybe you liked it so much because of the flowery aroma that filled your nose whenever you brought it up to your lips to have a taste.

Maybe you liked it so much because of its delicate, subtle floral flavor.

Maybe you liked it so much because you were the one that served it to him.

Your hands connected to his thighs as you took him in deeper, gliding your tongue over his shaft. Hollowing your cheeks as you began to bob your head on his cock.

A stream of fuck and take my cock left his lips as he pushed your head deeper.

"This is what you were, ngh, made for you." He whispered. "You were made to take my cock." And you couldn't help but hopelessly agree. "This is all women like you are good for. Only good for, ah, taking your master's cock."

You pulled his dick out of your mouth to stroke him, tears cascading down your cheeks as you kissed and licked all over his shaft. Your hand playing with his balls while you nodded in agreement.

"Yes, master. I'm only good for sucking cock. I'm only good for sucking your cock."

A grin overtook his features as his cum painted your lips.

It smelled and tasted just like jasmine tea.

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