#— from: amnxsia

[goldenkirstein]

a trace of innocence

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pairing: bokuto koutarou x gn! reader

wc: 713

cw: smut (18+ minors DNI), oral (m! receiving), cum eating, facial, deepthroating, spit mention.

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"Cum on my face."

Bokuto thinks he's dreaming when he hears those words tumble out of your spit-slick, swollen lips.

How is it possible that you still look like the poster image of innocence, despite having his cock down your throat seconds ago? You bat your eyelashes up at him, cheeks stained with mascara and tears with a dazed-out smile, his cock twitches at the sight.

He lets out a groan when you loll out your tongue, wrapping your palm around the base of his dick, before tapping his leaking cockhead against your tongue.

"Shit, yeah, baby? Want my cum on your pretty face?" He barely gives you time to respond before he's holding on to the back of your head and sliding his cock till it hits the back of your throat.

Tears line your waterline as you look up at him, throat closing around his tip, as garbled noises leave your mouth. Bokuto's hand rests on your head as you pull off his cock, spit trailing behind.

His abs tighten when you take him inside your mouth again, bobbing rhythmically before pushing down till your nose brushes against the small patch of hair. He's mumbling out praise, hand applying the slightest of pressure to the back of your head, holding you there, making you choke around his shaft.

"So good, fuck–that throat was made for my cock." You let out a moan, the vibrations making him jerk his hips forward as he whines out in pleasure.

His hardened length is slick in spit and pre-cum. Taking him out of your mouth, you swirl your tongue around his sensitive tip before latching on to it with your lips and gently sucking. Bokuto's hands leave your head, instead, gripping onto the sheets of the bed.

Removing your hand from his thigh, you snake it down to cup his balls, rolling them in your palm while dragging your tongue down a prominent vein on the underside of his shaft, occasionally coming up to give his cockhead kitten-licks.

His chest is red and is heaving, knuckles white as he tries to keep his orgasm at bay, but he knows he won't be able to last with the way you’re teasing his balls.

Placing a couple of sloppy kisses on his cock, you move your head down to lick a wet stripe on his sensitive balls, his eyes squeezed shut, and a strangled whine leaves his mouth when you fit one of his testicles in your mouth, hand lazily jerking his cock.

"Don't think I'm gonna last–ahh, 'm gonna cum" You smile at his words, or at least try to since your mouth is occupied.

You hum in content when you feel his cock twitch and his balls tighten in your mouth. He whines when he doesn't sense your warm tongue against his balls, but those are quickly replaced with groans when he sees your fucked-out expression.

Bokuto’s thighs tremble as both of your hands work his cock. Your tongue is stuck out, and drool’s covering the sides of your mouth and chin as you wait for him to coat your face with his seed.

"Cum for me, Kou, please, wanna make you feel good."

Your words send him over the edge as his hands come up to swat yours away, quickly jerking himself as globs of his cum land on your face.

His cum is thick as it coats your features, some spurts landing in your hair, others trickling down your chin.

Bokuto lets out a final groan as the last of his cum leaves his balls — body finally being able to relax. He swears he feels his cock twitch again when his eyes finally focus on you.

Eyes still shut, your tongue swipes at the corners of your mouth, collecting his load. You finally open your eyelids and see Bokuto sitting in front of you, hand running through his hair as he pants, trying to catch his breath.

"Fuck, you look pretty." You bite your lips, stifling a giggle at his comment.

He pulls you into his lap, planting a kiss against your lips, groaning at the taste of his arousal on you; breaking the kiss, he licks up a ribbon of cum dribbling down your chin.

"Now, let me clean you up."

a/n: uhhhhhh, so, wasn't expecting to actually write this lol. i got distracted from....writing, so i wrote this, hope it sounds alright !!

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[sirthisisa-wendys]

A Perfect Day: Gojo Satoru x Geto Suguru x Nanami Kento

synopsis: it's your birthday and it's going to be spent with your favorite men! (written for @amnxsia 300 followers event!)

wc: 1k

tw: NSFW

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Your first waking thought is that you're awfully warm.

Your second waking thought is that your core is also terribly wet.

When you look down to see the man between your legs, his blue eyes flutter up to look at your face.

"Gojo, wha--"

"Just a little something to start your day off right," he purrs, going back to his task. You relax back into the pillows, breathing heavily as he presses your hips back, sinking his tongue into you with ease. About thirty minutes later, you emerge from your bedroom, refreshed and ready for the day.

"There she is!" Geto calls out from the foyer downstairs, looking up at you and holding a plate full of mini-waffles. "Ready for breakfast?" You nod, jogging down the stairs and meeting him, Nanami, and Gojo at the kitchen table. Nanami is wearing his "kiss the chef (consensually)" apron and placing homemade donuts in front of Satoru.

You join the threesome and sit in the chair at the head of the table, and Geto places the waffles in front of you excitedly. "We'll sing happy birthday at dinner, but we've got other things planned for today."

"Really?"

"Really. Dig in; we're leaving as soon as you're finished," Satoru replies through a mouth full of donuts. "This will be the best birthday you've ever had, y/n."

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Four hours later, you're back at the house, laughing and joking around with your three roommates. You had spent two of those hours at the mall, doing anything and everything you wanted to do, and spending money that wasn't yours.

"What's for lunch?" you wonder as Nanami lays all of the bags from your purchases at the mall on the table.

"You," Geto states, shuffling through the bag that is full of the lingerie you tried on at the specialty store. "Go ahead and put this little thing on, then meet us in your bedroom." He tosses you the blue and black outfit, and you catch it, taking it to the bathroom and wiggling into it. The outfit is just as skimpy as it was when you tried it on in the shop, but you can fully see your curves outlined in the black lace and blue silk. You roll the thigh-highs up your legs and attach the hanging garters onto them carefully before exiting the bathroom.

When you emerge, you can hear things shifting around upstairs, and you take your other clothes to the laundry room, then climb the stairs to your bedroom. You push the door open and see all three men in various states of undress, with Nanami being the most clothed, and Gojo being the least clothed. Gojo also has a can of whipped cream in one hand, his mouth opened, and prepared to spray some in before you walked into the room. Nanami just sits in your desk chair watching the scene, and Geto - his black eyes roaming over the other two - sits on the bed shirtless.

"Okay, so I was supposed to start the festivities," he begins, hand extending out to point a Gojo. "But Satoru got his hands on the whipped cream and I--"

"Forget the whipped cream," Satoru grumbles, setting it down on the dresser before approaching you slowly. "I have something much sweeter right in front of me. Looks like I'm getting dessert much earlier than I expected." Gojo cups your face with both hands, kissing your lips gently. You moan into his mouth, allowing yourself to relax in his arms as his fingers caress the skin of your neck. Another pair of hands cup your breasts from behind, and you press your hips against who you assume is Suguru, his breath warm against the back of your neck.

"Nanami?" you breathe, cracking open an eye. The man is untying his tie, watching the scene with crossed legs and a patient stare. You know he's always like this, saving his portion of you for last. Why did you think tonight would be any different?

Gojo walks you to the bed, laying underneath you as Geto hovers above you, kissing down your back and holding your hips in his calloused hands. "Want anything special tonight?" Gojo wonders, staring up at you with his sapphire eyes. His trademark playboy smile dances on his lips, and you chuckle as Suguru unhooks your garters and pushes your g-string down your thighs.

"Anything special..." you muse, feeling a few fingers dipping into your wet core. "Anything?"

"I did say 'anything', right, Suguru?" You feel Suguru's long hair trail across your skin as his head comes back up, lips touching your earlobe.

"You did."

'Anything' turned into you riding Gojo's cock while Suguru's lubricated fingers slide in and out of your ass.

"Yes, just like that..." you moan, eyes closed as Satoru pumps in and out of you, your cunt squelching around his cock.

"You're doing so well..." Gojo replies. "Geto, go ahead and--"

"Not yet, 'Toru," he warns, fingers curling inside your ass. "She's not ready yet."

"Nanami?" The silent man is sitting in the corner, hand palming his erection lazily. "You gonna--"

"When Geto's ready." You buck back onto Geto's fingers, panting as you feel Gojo's length slide in, and Geto's digits slide out in tandem.

"There you go," Geto mutters, slapping his cock on your ass cheeks moments later. "That's a good girl. Hold her still, Satoru." Gojo sinks his cock into you, and you gasp, clenching around his veiny hard-on. Geto presses his cockhead against your asshole, and your head shoots up at the intense pressure.

"S-Su, please," you beg, but he doesn't relent. He keeps rocking into you until the head pops into your ass, and you let out a sharp moan, feeling his length slide in easily. Gojo begins his rutting into you again, and Suguru does as well, making you lose your breath. You're completely cock-drunk when Nanami appears in the corner of your vision, fisting his cock leisurely. You open your mouth to accept his offering and he coasts his cock between your lips, holding your chin up so you can look him in the eyes.

You groan as the three men fuck into you, tapping on the back of your throat, your cervix, and deep in your ass as they catch a pleasurable and familiar rhythm.

"The first one to cum has to clean her up with their tongue," Gojo mumbles, and Nanami huffs out a breath.

"Looks like you need to get ready to eat your dessert, Gojo," Kento replies.

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[goldenkirstein]

taurus // the bull

"Zeus disguised himself as a bull to seduce the beautiful Europa..."

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part of: constellations; 200 follower event

pairing: eren x fem! reader

wc: 997

cw: smut (18+ minors DNI), reader has female anatomy, degradation, fingering, praise, slight dacryphilia, dubcon, slight dumbification

a/n: for @fiaficsxo i hope you enjoy <3

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Your brother had made it abundantly clear to you that his friends were off-limits. They weren’t good enough, not the dating type, he said. Of course, when he first brought it up, you told him he had nothing to worry about; the friends you had met were typical college guys, loud and obnoxious, none of them catching your attention.

Maybe you should have heeded your brother’s warnings because what, or better yet, who, he failed to mention was a certain Eren Jaeger.

It started with short glances sent your way, occasional smiles that were easy to ignore, but as time went on, he got bolder, spending more time in the kitchen, where he was supposed to get drinks, but instead, would end up talking to you as you tried to study.

Even as your brother’s warnings replayed in your head, you couldn’t help but dumbly nod at the green-eyed man when he offered to help you with your coursework.

Maybe you should have asked him to help with your decision-making skills because then perhaps you could have avoided the situation you were in currently. However, you weren’t sure that even with clear judgement, you could’ve been able to deny him.

“Keep reading. I didn’t tell you to stop.” Eren’s voice remained calm and unaffected as his hand inched up your thigh, squeezing at the flesh, prompting you to continue explaining the diagram.

You let out a shaky breath; his touch was hot against your skin, making your mind hazy as you tried to focus on the task at hand, “Um, so, there aren’t many animal models-” His fingers brushed against your clothed pussy, making you grasp his wrist, stopping his actions.

“Eren.”

He raised his brows, tilting his head as if he was confused as to why you gasped out his name, “something wrong? D’you need water?” Sly motherfucker.

“We can’t, my brother-” You furrowed your brows at him, hand still in your tight hold. His eyes darkened at the mention of your brother, but the same impassive smile painted his face.

“Can’t what? I‘m just helping you with your homework. I thought you wanted this?” He twisted his hand out of your grip before continuing his previous movements.

Your hands flew up to grip the edge of the table when you felt his fingers apply pressure to your clit through the undoubtedly soaked panties. Squeezing your eyes shut, you felt Eren lean in closer before licking a wet stripe up the side of your neck.

“Keep. Reading. Final warning, princess, can’t promise I’ll be nice next time.”

The pet name made you whimper as you fluttered your eyes open, turning back to the laptop.

“There we go, good girl.” Eren moved back to his original position before pausing his movements, only to slide the pink panties to the side, his fingers now having unobstructed access to your cunt.

The cool air hitting your bare sex, made you bite your lip before you continued to read, “one animal model of MS uses toxicants, fuck, to cause, uh, demyelination. S-shit.”

Eren’s fingers slid between your folds, spreading your wetness, but they never touched you where you needed him the most. Spreading your legs wider, you noticed the corner of Eren’s mouth twitch into a slight smirk. The rough pads ghosted around your swollen clit, never once touching it.

You gave him a pleading look, broken moans leaving your mouth, “please, Eren.”

He turned his attention to you, eyes flickering to your lips before landing back on yours, the same nonchalant expression on his face.

“Please, what? You gotta be a little more clear than that, doll.”

There was no way this wasn’t affecting him too, you were growing more restless by the minute, and his attitude wasn’t helping. Throwing the last of your dignity away, your hand found his wrist again, this time as you cried out to him, “stop, fuck, stop teasing me, need you to-”

The rough pads of his fingers landed on your aching nub, making you dig your nails into his skin, the action making him hiss.

“This what you wanted? God, I didn’t peg you for such a needy slut.” You blinked at him, tears dotting along your waterline. His fingers moved down to your entrance, his thumb quickly moving to rub figure-eights on your clit, making you arch your back.

His fingers slipped in, with little effort, and your hand left his wrist, swiftly finding his thigh. Eren leaned in once more, hot breath tickling your ear, “wonder what your brother would think if he found out how easily you whored yourself out to his best friend. But, I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

“Oh God, Eren, keep going.” His words were barely registering in your mind, the feeling of his thick digits stretching out your walls overtaking any sensible thoughts you had.

He quickened his pace, making you tense your thighs and mewl out his name. You knew that at any moment, you could get caught, but you were too far gone; whatever work you had was forgotten, the tightening coils in your abdomen threatening to snap.

With the way you were clenching around Eren’s fingers, he knew you were close. He bit your earlobe, thumb applying increasing pressure to your clit, “a pretty little thing, aren’t you? c’mon angel, cum around my fingers.”

You squeezed your thighs around his hand, riding out your orgasm, waves of pleasure rippling throughout your body as Eren continued to pump his fingers. Dots blurred your vision as your legs twitched in the chair.

Eren brushed his thumb once more over your clit, making you jolt up in your seat. He chuckled at your reaction before removing his fingers from your hole, wiping them on his jeans.

You looked over at him with hooded eyes, a lazy smile evident on his features, before he leaned in and planted a sweet kiss on your cheek.

“Forgot to tell you, doll, but I major in business.”

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[goldenkirstein]

i wanna lay where you lay

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pairing: miya osamu x fem! reader

wc: 1.6k+

cw: smut (18+ minors DNI), reader has female anatomy, nipple play, impact play, mentions of daddy kink, spit play, slight dumbification

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"Show me that pretty little princess cunt"

Osamu had never seen a better sight; he had you splayed out on the bed for him, legs spread wide, exposing your glistening center to him. As much as he wanted to touch you, he refrained, one of his hands worked up and down his cock, the other gripping the sheets under him.

He ran his tongue over his bottom lip before catching it between his teeth as he watched you place your hand between your trembling thighs, index and middle fingers spreading your lips apart, revealing your pulsating hole.

The view caused a suppressed groan to fall from his lips. Your tight hole looked so inviting, clenching and unclenching around nothing, weeping to be filled by his dick. He squeezed his fist around the base of his cock before continuing to pump his shaft.

“Samu need you so bad.” Your fingers were now circling your swollen clit, your other hand reaching across your chest to pinch your hardened nipples, eliciting a moan.

It didn’t matter how much you worked your fingers over your cunt; both you and Osamu knew that only his cock, his fingers, his tongue could get you close to the release you were chasing after.

“Keep playing with that pretty pussy doll, thought you were gonna be a good girl for me?” His honeyed voice filled the room, cutting through the whimpers you were letting out.

Tears began to line your waterline, threatening to spill; you didn’t know how much more you could take. Of course, you wanted to be good for Osamu, but it was cruel having him stroke his cock in front of you while you helplessly squirmed around, not even having permission to touch him.

“Please, I can’t; need your cock so bad, wanna feel good, wanna make you feel good.” Arching your back, you slipped two of your digits inside your needy hole, working them in and out, but to no avail. A slight sheen covered your body as you watched Osamu pump his cock to the pace at which you were fingering yourself.

“Fuck baby, you can’t say shit like that,” he let out another groan at your words, his fist twisting around the tip of his cock, which was an angry shade of red, leaking precum.

A sigh tumbled from your lips as Osamu climbed over to your frame on the bed. Taking the hand that was previously wrapped around his shaft, he grabbed on your wrist, pulling your fingers away from your pussy, making your face contort in displeasure.

Your fingers were slick with your juices, and he wasted no time in placing them in his mouth, his eyes squeezing shut as his tongue glided around your digits, savouring your taste. If you weren’t so needy, Osamu would have wanted nothing more but to dive his head between your quivering legs and lap up everything your sopping cunt had to offer.

He released your fingers with a pop, a slight smirk painting his face as his eyes fluttered open. You watched him with a glazed-over look, a few tears trailing down your cheeks. Bucking your hips, you tried to relieve the ache between your legs, but Osamu was quick to halt your movements, his hand releasing your wrist and coming down to grip your hips holding them down to the bed.

“You’re being mean, Samu.” Averting your gaze, you continued to squirm before you felt a sharp sting on your cheek. Biting back tears, you looked back at him, his eyes darkened with lust, boring holes into you.

“Fucking behave, only good girls get fucked. You want that, right?” Any other day and he could have entertained your brattiness, but he was also getting restless. He watched as you quickly nodded, your lips trembling.

“Nuh-uh baby, use your words.” He gripped your jaw with his free hand, waiting for your response.

“Yes, daddy, I’ll be good.” You felt him brush his cockhead against your clit, making you shudder.

He smiled at your words, dragging his thumb over your swollen lips, causing you to open your mouth, already anticipating what was about to come. A thick glob of spit escaped Osamu’s lips before landing on your tongue, gliding to the back of your throat. Using the same hand that slapped you, he applied a gentle pressure against your chin, causing you to shut your mouth. His eyes trailed over your throat, which bobbed as you swallowed.

“What do you say?” He moved his hand down to your tits and began to toy with nipples.

“Thank you, daddy.” You made sure to show him that you swallowed, smiling when he pressed his lips against yours.

“Atta, girl.” The praise sent shivers down your spine, and you couldn’t help but giggle. The sound that left your mouth quickly turned into a moan as you felt Osamu lean back and drag his cock between your folds.

“So fucking wet, hmm?” He sighed as he watched his cockhead collected the slick between your lips. He wouldn’t maintain his composure for long; he needed to feel you around him.

You subconsciously jerked them up, causing Osamu to let out a broken moan as his tip caught onto your entrance, already getting sucked in by your tight cunt.

“Oh, fuck, more Samu, need more.” Your eyes squeezed shut as you whimpered, his tip slipping past the tight ring of muscle, stretching your tiny hole out.

“Shit, you’re so fucking tight, gonna let me fuck you real good, yeah?” He began to inch further in you, making you gasp and grab onto his bicep. His eyes were glued to the way his cock disappeared inside you. The feeling of your tight walls squeezing against him quickly becoming overwhelming

“Mm, fuck, look, baby, look how well your cunt takes me.” You followed Osamu’s eyes, and you watched him bottom out, making your mouth fall open, letting out a silent moan. His hands traced over your side before latching on your hips again as he began to move slowly. He glanced back up at you, looking for any discomfort in your features. Once he saw your mouth twitch into a small smile and an audible breath escape your lips, he quickened his pace.

You dug your nails into his arm as you felt his cock drag out of your walls. He pressed his forehead against yours, a hiss falling from his lips as your velvet walls sucked him back in.

“Feel so, ah-good; love your cock.” You arched your back, making him rut deeper in you, his cock teasing your sensitive spot.

Pressure began building in your abdomen as you felt Osamu snake his hand down, pressing his thumb against your sore clit, making you clench around him.

“Yeah, fuck, you like that, don’t you? Can feel you squeezing me, driving me crazy.” He quickened his pace, his thumb still applying pressure to your nub. He wasn’t going to last long like this, and judging by the way you were babbling, you were close too.

Spit was collecting at the side of your mouth, your mind hazy, the only thing grounding you the feeling of Osamu’s cock driving in and out of you. He moved one of his hands from your hips and brought them up to tap against your cheek, making you look back at him.

Your fucked-out expression only spurring him further. He removed his thumb from your clit, and used his hand to wrap your legs around his waist, his cock now hitting your sweet spot, sending ripples of pleasure down your body.

“Samu, aah, cum, ‘m gonna cum.” You dug your heels into his back as you sobbed out his name.

“Fuck, me too, gonna fill you up, princess.” He furrowed his brows; the sound of skin against skin filled the room, along with the lewd squelching of his cock against your cunt.

“Fill me up, daddy, please; want your cum so bad.” His muscles tensed as he slowed down, nearing his release. Bringing his hand back to your pussy, he pinched your clit while thrusting into you, making your legs twitch.

Your mouth fell open, emitting a silent scream as your legs squeezed his waist. Your legs trembled as everything around you faded to static noise, your orgasm overcoming every feeling in your body.

Osamu groaned as he felt you pulsate against him, still rutting into you through your climax. His release came soon as he stuttered into a stop, thick hot spurts of his load painted your walls white as you came down from your high.

He buried his head into your neck after he came, still sensitive. Sounds of ragged breathing filled the bedroom as both of you collected yourselves. Bringing your hands around his back, you felt him press a few kisses against your neck.

He was still sheathed inside you when he removed himself from the crook of your neck, sweat dripping down the side of his head as he looked at you.

“So fucking perfect, I love you,” Osamu let out a breathy laugh as he drank in your expression, eyes hooded and a lazy smile was gracing your features. He slowly pulled out from inside you, watching intently as his sticky cum dribbled out of your abused hole.

You groaned at the sudden emptiness but were soon met with Osamu’s hands surrounding your body, lifting you off the bed. Pressing your head against his chest, you hummed in contentment.

“You gotta go pee, babe. I’ll run you a bath after.” He pressed a loving kiss against your forehead, watching as your eyelids fluttered shut.

A smile painted your features as you nuzzled into his chest, mumbling out a small ‘I love you’ as he carried you into the bathroom.

a/n: my first time posting a smut fic lol that isnt hc !! i hope the smut sounded alright, this was very very self-indulgent i just love osamu. like a lot.

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[goldenkirstein]

hydra // the water snake

"a crow sent by the god Apollo to fetch water claimed that the hydra distracted it..."

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part of: constellations; 200 follower event

pairing: akaashi x fem! reader

wc: 997

cw: smut (18+ minors DNI), reader has female anatomy, dry humping, nipple play, non-penetrative sex.

a/n: for @kingof-spades hope you enjoy <3

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Publishing deadlines were approaching; a hectic time for your husband. However, it was difficult for you as well, considering that it had been days since you had felt his touch.

Akaashi wasn’t faring much better. He required a much-needed break, and what kind of wife would you be if you couldn’t provide that?

You twisted the doorknob, not before smoothing over the short silk robe that barely covered your ass.

“Keiji, my love?”

Before slipping on his glasses, the man rubbed his tired eyes to get a better look at you. “Hmm? Are you heading to bed?”

You bit your lip; most of your body was hidden behind the doorframe with your head peeking through. Akaashi smiled at you, the bright laptop screen illuminating his features.

Opening the door wider, you stepped inside, “I wanted to see you.”

His eyebrows furrowed at your words. Akaashi looked back at you, eyes widening as he drank in your figure.

The robe had slipped off your shoulder, exposing the lace detailing of your lingerie. You stood mere inches away from Akaashi’s desk, squirming under his gaze.

“What’s going on, darling?” Softly chuckling, the man closed the laptop screen to get a better look at you.

His eyes trailed down your body, lingering on your legs; he felt his cock twitch and harden. He wanted nothing more but to rip the tiny robe off your body and take you right there and then on his desk. Work be damned.

You began to fiddle with the satin ribbon around your middle, gently loosening it — a quiet groan fell from Akaashi’s lips as he watched the material slink off your body, pooling around the floor. You shivered at the sudden loss of warmth, bra and panties doing little to hide your body from your husband’s hungry gaze.

“Missed you, Keiji.” Your heartbeat quickened as you waited for Akaashi to respond; his lips parted as he sharply inhaled.

“Come here.” He patted his thigh, voice thick with lust.

You wasted no time following his orders, walking behind his desk before he pulled you into his lap. A breathy giggle left your lips as your hands landed on his chest to steady yourself.

“You’re so pretty.” His hands roamed up your thighs, gently squeezing at the flesh as he placed kisses on your neck and jaw. “Couldn’t stop thinking about you the entire day.” He nibbled on the sensitive skin at the junction of your shoulder and neck. You squeezed your legs around him, whimpering at the action.

He pulled away, light blush tinting his cheeks as he admired you; his hands came up around your back, drawing you closer to him, lips slotting against yours before he unclasped your bra, tugging the straps down your arms.

“Wait.” He broke away from the kiss, awkwardly taking off his glasses and setting them down on his desk, “much better.” Your giggles were suppressed as his lips connected with yours once again.

Akaashi deepened the kiss, tongue peeking out to swipe against your bottom lip before he tugged on it with his teeth, making you moan against his mouth. His hands were a welcoming presence on your body, warm & familiar as they lightly squeezed your breasts, drawing more reactions from you.

“My pretty wife, all dolled up for me.” He pulled away to look at your dazed expression, fingers tweaking your hardened nipples, “you’re so fucking perfect.” His lips came down to press hot kisses across your chest, tongue licking and sucking on the skin.

His bulge pressed into your clothed core, and you began to move your hips, desperate for friction, “Keiji, please, need you so bad.” He moaned as you rocked your crotch against his. The rough material of his pants catching on your clothed clit, sending jolts of electricity up your body.

Usually, Akaashi would take his time, prepping you to make sure you could take his cock, teasing you endlessly till you were putty in his hands, but he wasn’t sure if either of you had the patience to last that long.

“Baby, I won’t last if you keep doing that.” Love bites littered across your tits as Akaashi’s hands came down to your hips, trying to still your movements.

You were slick with arousal, panties soaked and practically see-through as you whined out your husband’s name, “f-fuck, feels too good. Can’t stop.”

Akaashi bit back a moan as he watched you, too lost in your own pleasure to even care. His hands squeezed at your sides before they began to move your hips at a quicker pace.

High-pitched moans filled the room as your eyelids fluttered shut. Arching your back, you ground your cunt further down on his clothed cock, the ache between your thighs beginning to grow.

Akaashi’s thighs tensed underneath you, the feeling of your pussy pushing him closer to his climax. He was panting, sweat gathering at his brow as he desperately rutted his hips.

“S-shit, just like that.” He placed frenzied kisses across your neck, sucking at the hot skin as he tried to conceal his own whimpers.

Your head was spinning, fingers flying up into Akaashi’s hair, pulling on his roots, bringing his lips closer to yours, “ahh, ‘m close, Kei.” You moaned into his mouth as his tongue slid against yours.

“Me too, baby, fuck.” Fire pooled in your abdomen as you swivelled your hips, your swollen clit throbbing while you cried out in pleasure. Akaashi’s grip on your hips tightened, his muscles tensing as he came undone in his pants, letting out a groan against your lips.

You continued to rub your centre against him, strangled noises falling from your mouth as you fell apart on top of Akaashi.

Aftershocks of your orgasm rippled through your body as your husband tried to catch his breath, head buried in the crook of your neck.

Raking your fingers through his hair, he gently sighed, placing a kiss on your skin, “thank you for the distraction, petal.”

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The Enforcers (Part 8.5): Geto Suguru x Fem!Reader

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The sounds, the smells, the items in the market are enough to drive you crazy with excitement. Suguru watches you brighten at the sound of live musical instruments like pianos, guitars, and handheld drums echo around the open-air space, and you dart around the stalls, looking at the fruits with fascination - papaya? - and even purchasing a mango. Finally, you settle on a bunch of wild orchids, the newspaper they're wrapped in crinkling as you walk beside Suguru, who has funded your entire excursion.

"Can we go back for the cinnamon sugar pecans?" you wonder giddily, almost forgetting everything that came before your little exploration.

"Sure," Suguru offers, smiling brightly at you. His mission has fully succeeded, and for a moment, he sees you as he dreamt you many moons ago: by his side, beaming, enjoying the things he could offer you. "We'll come back in a few days."

And when you settle back in his room, you place the flowers in a mason jar barely big enough to keep the flowers from falling over. When you turn around, you see Suguru stripping out of his shirt, and for a moment, you watch the ripple of his muscles as he undoes his hair from its bun, letting it fall loose around his shoulders.

"I smell like meat," Suguru mumbles, turning around and catching your gaze. When he sees you staring, his lips part slowly.

The second between you two coming together passes so fast - it's as if it never happened. One minute you were standing at the edge of the counter in the kitchen, minding your own business (sort of), and the next... you're in his arms with your lips planted firmly against his.

"Is it okay to touch you like this?" he wonders between kisses, but you only moan in response, tangling your fingers in his loose hair. When Suguru pulls away though, cradling your face in his hands, you close your eyes, exhaling deeply. "Is it okay to touch you like this right now, y/n?"

"Just... forget about everything before this," you plead, but Suguru shakes his head.

"I can't. I really can't," he breathes, stroking your cheek with his thumb. "You're so precious to me, and I can't..." His black eyes search your face as he trails off, running his fingers across your bottom lip. "I can't lose you." You press your lips against the pad of his thumb and wrap your arms around his neck.

"No more lies," you whisper. "No more secrets." Suguru nods slowly, dipping his head as you raise up on your toes.

"No more."

The kiss is deep, sensual, and almost hedonistic as you tangle yourself in his embrace once more, adding, "Then, you won't ever lose me."

Your head swims as Suguru spreads you across his bed - naked and spread eagle, hands drifting around your hips, down your back, and past your ankles. They scrape against the fresh bandage on your wrist, taking care to be gentle with their grips and touches. His lips run from your forehead to your shins and then back up again, worshipping the shape of your body with a level of care you'd never think a former Leviathan and leader of an ostracized society would be capable of.

"I need you," Suguru murmurs in your ear, sending shivers down your spine and making your toes curl. He hasn't even touched you in a sexual way, and yet... every single cell in your body is on fire. Your nerves light up again when he finally does, dipping a finger into you before adding another. "Always so wet," he hisses, smearing your slick on your thigh as he pulls his fingers out.

"Please, Su," you beg, and Suguru sits up on his elbows, eyes firmly planted on your face. You can't speak as your chest heaves up and down, but the feeling of something gnawing at your insides makes you sit up with him, pulling him on top of you once your hands capture his perfect face. "Just make me yours."

"You're playing a dangerous game, y/n," the black-haired man warns, turning you over on your stomach. "But I'll do whatever you want me to do." Suguru slides a hand between your legs, finding your slit again and then pressing his cockhead right there, sliding into you without parting your legs at all. You arch off the bed a little, but Suguru grabs your chest, running his hand over to the opposite shoulder and resting his face on the other shoulder, sighing as he pumps into you with deliberate slowness. He only picks up the pace when you grip his hand, moaning loudly.

You have to admit, the bed never stood a chance.

The poor headboard smacks against the wall, but you can't hear it as Suguru fucks your hips into the mattress, hammering away at your cunt while you shake fiercely in his grip.

"Such a beautiful woman," he breathes into your ear. "So smart and kind... so pure." You grunt softly, beginning to feel overwhelmed by the sensations while your eyes roll into the back of your head.

"S-Su, I can't--"

"Don't worry, love," Suguru mutters, lips pressed against your temple. "I'm right here, y/n. I'm not letting you go."

"Oh god..." you moan, cunt contracting around Suguru's cock repeatedly. "Suguru, I'm--" He keeps pumping into you despite feeling your orgasm, grunting and panting. Your high is extended by his refusal to stop, and you really don't want him to. So you're in suspension for what feels like forever, fully drunk on your orgasm and Suguru's bruising strokes.

"Shit..." he moans, and you feel his cock twitch fiercely, warm cum shooting inside of you. When Suguru tilts your head back, you can barely see anything except his black eyes looking into yours, and the rest is blurry. A kiss is pressed to your cheek, and you relax in Suguru's arms, sighing.

When he pulls out, you curl up against his side, tracing the Leviathan tattoo on his side carefully.

"Ever considered just..." you begin, and Suguru places his arm under his head, looking up at the ceiling. You don't need to finish the sentence for him to know what you mean.

"A few times," he whispers back, and you look up at his face, which is grim. "Thought about it a lot more recently."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." You both lapse into silence, and Suguru rubs his hand up and down your back. "Thought about just walking away and taking you with me. Start fresh somewhere new. Have kids, maybe..."

"Is that what you want?" you ask, raising onto your elbow. "Is that your new dream?" Suguru turns his head to look at you, but before he can answer, his computer pings thrice. He jolts up from the bed and walks over to his desk, where you watch him look at something, his face slowly turning pale. As you open your mouth to ask what's wrong, Suguru switches on the TV facing the bed, turning it to the only news channel.

"...live from the Civil Service Bureau headquarters, where a deluge of files has just recently come through about various projects aimed at recruitment and retaining of the forces here, as well as underground dealings of the Grand Council that could lead to federal charges for many of those involved." You jolt up, watching the scene in front of the CSB, thousands of protestors holding signs and chanting slogans for the release of the rest of the files.

"At this time, the CSB has declined to comment, but we expect to hear from either side by the end of the week. Thomas?"

"Thanks, Pierre. We turn next to the revelations made evident by Kenjaku, a source notorious for leaking classified documents to sway investigations of and recruitment to the Civil Service Bureau--"

Suguru growls, running his hands through his hair and pacing naked in front of the TV.

"We're in big trouble," you breathe, but Suguru shakes his head.

"No, they're in big trouble. But this wasn't part of the plan," the man moans, rubbing his face. "The CSB isn't going to let this fade into the dust."

"I'm surprised they let anything fade into dust," you huff. "So, what do we do?"

"We have to wait," Suguru groans. "The CSB has the upper hand right now. And whoever let those files get into the public's hands just dealt us a blow."

"What if the Grand Council did it?" you ask, leaning forward.

"Either way it happened, the lives at stake have just shot up to figures I can't control." His computer pings again, and this time you hop up, checking his email.

Seven words are in the email with no sender and no subject.

"What does it say?" Suguru asks, coming up behind you.

"It says... they're going to get rid of us."

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The Aristocracy: Part 2 (Geto Suguru x Fem!Reader)

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tw: nsfw (but no smut... yet.)

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"Heirs," your mother begins, pacing in front of you with her head held high. "Heirs are the foundation of any empire. As a Princess - and hopefully, future Queen - you will need to produce at least three."

"I thought two will suffice," you groan, leaning back in your chair and crossing your arms. "An heir and a spare."

"Not enough!" Your mother sings, throwing her hands up and shaking her head. "Not for an empire. Maybe a Duke, but they don't matter in the long run. You need as many children as possible to carry on your legacy. And if that means you must birth seven children, then so be it."

"And what if His Royal Highness is... incapable of rising to the challenge?" you wonder, raising a brow.

"Rising to the--" The look your mother gives you could wither an entire garden, and you shrink back. "There are solutions for that kind of thing. But don't fret; I've heard the Geto family is more than capable of producing a lineage that will last for generations to come." A smirk finds its way across your mother's face, and you grimace, looking away.

There had to be a way out of this.

You just weren't looking hard enough.

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You and Hinata are strolling around the hedge maze, discussing anything but the impending engagement and marriage, instead focusing on the state of the flowers and trees as you mill about.

But you're interrupted at a juncture where the maze meets with the path closest to the guest quarters. Prince Suguru strolls up to the two of you silently, smiling brightly with his hands behind his back.

"Your Highness. Lady Hinata."

"I should go..." Hinata mutters, bowing slightly before trotting off quickly. You inhale, feeling the presence of the only person who could soothe you leaving, and then turn to Suguru.

"You chased off my maid. Are you happy now?"

"Very," he laughs, then lifts his arm up graciously. "Mind taking a turn with me in the garden?" You ignore his show of chivalry and walk ahead, scoffing. "Have you thought more about the arrangement I proposed?" he wonders, unphased.

"Not really," you lie, thinking about the heir speech your mother gave you not four hours ago. "Why?"

"I'm sure you know the implications of our marriage and how we should proceed with the production of children to grow the Royal Family."

"I don't," you lie again, hoping he would give you a way out.

"Well," he begins, turning his black eyes toward you momentarily. "It seems I cannot hold myself to not consummating our marriage for more than four months. I will admit, my family will expect us to conceive quickly."

"And...?"

"If we do not produce an heir within that time, our marriage will be up for an annulment."

Annulment! This is the way out! But how could you secure this position without completely closing yourself off to the consummation, which is your wifely duty? But suddenly, a wicked idea forms in your mind as you continue walking, and you smile to yourself.

"You smile as if this is a good thing."

"It's not," you shake your head suddenly, and Suguru presses his lips together. "It's a terrible idea; I was just thinking about having a child. It's every woman's dream to have children."

Suguru seems to not pick up on your lie, and he smiles back. "And it's every man's dream to have a beautiful family. And I think we'll have just that, Your Highness."

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The snow crunches underfoot as you walk towards the dreary-looking shack, shielded by a cloak and in the plainest clothes you could find.

"Where can I find someone who can make a potion for infertility?" you ask Hinata, who frowns.

"Do you mean like a miscarriage?"

"No, like preventing a woman from even getting pregnant." The lady-in-waiting wrings her hands carefully and looks away, cheeks flushing a deep red.

"There is someone, your Highness. But his services cost a lot more than just a couple of coins."

"Money is of no consequence," you gripe. "Where is he?"

And as you stare at the shack, you feel a chill ripple down your spine. This place is definitely where the infamous Potion Master lives.

You approach the door and raise your hand to knock on it, but it creaks open instantly.

"Fuck, you royals take forever to walk up to the door," a man grumbles, grinding at something and facing away from the door. "What do you want?"

"I was told that I could come to you to make someone infertile," you call out, and he looks at you over his broad shoulder, one green eye glowing in the semi-darkness of the shack.

"Yeah? Who's it for?"

"Does it matter as long as you get your money?"

"No," the man turns to you, smiling a toothy grin, the scar on the right side of his face splitting in two. "No, it doesn't really matter. Come on in, princess. I think I can make you something really nice. Well... as long as you say please."

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The Enforcers (Finale): Geto Suguru x Fem!Reader

synopsis: the conclusion to the long fight, and a new beginning.

wc: 989

tw: none

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a/n: bolded and italicized text (like this) is indicative of a news broadcast.

"It's been three months since the first set of videos about the CSB's violations of human rights came to light, and the trials for the first set of Grand Council members are set to continue - including Toji Fushiguro with seventy-nine counts of attempted murder and hundreds of other counts of voluntary manslaughter."

Your heels click on the tile floor, and the sound of camera shutters - behind you, in front of you, beside you, watching you - echo in the chamber corridor.

"He has pled 'not guilty on the basis of coercion and temporary insanity, but his partner, Yuki Tsukumo, has pled 'guilty' to her charges of conspiracy to commit murder and fraud."

With one hand on holding your statement - which is thirteen pages long - and the other holding Suguru's, you feel some sort of confidence, but not much.

"Today, the court will cross-examine Suguru Geto and Y/n Geto, who led the exposé, and they will also hear from other former Kitsune and Leviathans forced to live in the Fallen Sun district."

"I don't think I can do this," you whisper, tears falling down your face as you grip the edges of the sink. "I'm so scared."

"They can't do anything now," Suguru whispers, wiping at your tears with the pads of his thumbs. "All you have to do is get up there and tell the jury what happened."

"What if they don't believe me?" you moan, but Suguru places his broad hands on your shoulders and presses a kiss into your hair.

"They will," he breathes. "They have no choice."

"This will also be the first time y/n will see her parents - whose charges are pending - since her disappearance."

"Don't look," Geto whispers, turning you away from the image of your parents in the crowd and shielding you from their empty stares. "Don't look at them. They can't do anything else for you."

"Do they know?" you ask, sniffing.

"What?" Suguru wonders, placing an arm around you carefully.

"Do they know they're going to be grandparents?"

"No. And they never will."

"Gojo Satoru is still on the run. Any tips leading to his arrest will be rewarded."

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"How are you feeling?" The question hits you hard as if the whole day hadn't drained you completely. You look over to Suguru, who is pulling back his hair before pulling on a white t-shirt and climbing into bed.

"Tired. You?"

"Wired." You shake your head, hands drifting over the almost imperceptible bump under your baggy t-shirt. "Don't worry about the results of the trial. Everything is going to be okay. The minimums for their crimes are at least twenty years on each count, and they've got hundreds of bodies on their hands." Suguru hefts the remote in his hands, inhaling deeply. "Do you want to watch the news?"

"Might as well," you whisper, rubbing your bump slowly. Suguru turns on the television and you instantly see yourself on the witness stand, your face stern and unflinching.

"You can see that Mrs. Y/n is absolutely dedicated to her story. She's not wavering or nervous at all, and even when the defense attempts to sway her of the things she knows to be true, she holds her ground."

"And what about her husband?"

"Mr. Geto gave a scathing recounting of the torment he suffered and the choices he had to make as a Leviathan. You can even see Mr. Fushiguro, who is shackled to his chair, sneer and roll his eyes during his testimony. It was quite a show, for sure."

You feel Suguru reach over to you, placing a hand on top of yours.

"You were incredible."

"But is it enough to convince the jury several times over?" you wonder, and he smiles at you, kissing your cheek.

"More than enough."

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"Suguru, dinner's ready," you call out, hearing the squeals and giggles of the twins and him in the living room.

"And up we go!" Suguru comes into the kitchen, arms full with Mimiko and Nanako as you place a bowl full of soup on the table and trade it for the two squirming infants. "God, I'm starving," he murmurs, sitting down to eat while you place the girls in their high chairs and hand Suguru a small spoon.

"You said you had something to tell me before you started playing with the girls," you remind him, spooning mashed sweet potatoes into Mimiko's mouth before turning back to him.

"It's about the CSB." You pause, hand hovering in the air while he swallows his soup.

"I thought the organization was disbanded," you finally murmur, spooning another mouthful past the waiting child's empty lips.

"It is," Suguru mumbles. "The entire Grand Council rotting in prison as we speak. But... the survivors are putting something new together. A task force of sorts." You already know what's going to come out of his mouth next. "And they've asked us to lead it. And I know--"

"The children," you state, frowning. "Our children. We did what we did to make a better place for them. Will we undo all of the work that's been done so we can lead something that's doomed to fail again? Are we going to repeat the mistakes of the past?"

"This is our chance to do it right," Suguru counters. Nanako squeaks by his side, and Suguru picks up the tiny spoon again to feed her. "And Gojo is still missing. I've got to do what I set out to do, which is bring everyone to justice." You sigh, pressing your lips together as you look around the small kitchen and dining room, knowing all of it would come crumbling down if you let either your husband or the new organization slip through the crack in the door.

"When do we start?" you exhale, looking Suguru in the eyes. He smiles brightly, quirking a brow as he replies,

"As soon as we can."

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The Aristocracy: Part 2.5 (Geto Suguru x Fem!Reader)

AND WE'RE BACK!

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The man in front of you stirs his bowl of soup, scraping up the last bits of vegetables before he spoons them into his mouth.

"So," he says, mouth full of food. "You want an infertility tincture. How soon do you need it by?"

"As soon as possible," you say, lacing your fingers together.

"M'kay. If I get this to you by... let's aim for next week, how much are you willing to pay for it?"

"How much are you willing to part with it for?" The man falters, green eyes analyzing you carefully.

"Seven thousand Nafka," he mentions, pointing his spoon at you.

"That's a year's worth of wages for a commoner," you debate, frowning.

"Okay, how about six-thousand and ninety-nine Nafka*. Lowest offer."

"That's absurd--"

"Going once."

"You're not pricing it fairly--"

"Going twice."

"If you really think I'm going to spend that much on this, you're absolutely insane."

"It's not like you don't have the money," he mentions, standing from the table slowly. "But hey; I'm not the one who needs to make their future husband infertile so I can annul my marriage." You lean back in shock, and the man smiles widely, knowing he's caught you off-guard.

"You're not the first little princess to come through my doors, and you sure as hell won't be the last. So, I'll say it again: six-thousand and ninety-nine Nafka. I'll even throw in a cute little knife to make it worth your while." He flashes a small butter knife over his shoulder, laughing. You give him a stern look and he sobers up, just as the door opens again.

"Master Toji!" A little boy with light-colored hair comes rushing in, carrying a sheet of paper under his cloak. "It's from the--"

"What did I tell you about running in here and yelling my name, Naoya?" Toji hisses, and you smirk.

"Toji, huh?" you ask, turning to look at the Poison Master. He flinches, and you stand from the table, spreading your hands wide. "It looks like I'll have to report you to the Royal Guard for fraud, Toji." Before you can walk away, the man groans, rolling his head around and glaring at you.

"Fine," he huffs and sits across from you again as Naoya climbs onto the bench next to him. "Three thousand Nafka."

"Much better," you answer, dropping a bag of coins onto the table. "I'll give you half today and the other half when the potion is done."

"Deal."

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"Your Highness, there's a visitor for you in the foyer."

Toji's child assistant, Naoya, stands in the foyer of the palace with his hands laced together, shuffling around nervously.

"You have something for me?" you inquire, holding out your hand.

"You have something for me." You glance around the halls of the palace before waving Naoya on.

"Come. Your payment is in my room." The child can barely keep up as you walk around the palace's winding hallways and up two flights of stairs. He's practically out of breath as you arrive at your chambers, and you turn to deliver him the second bag of coins. Naoya gives you a small bag in return and a letter along with it.

"Master Toji wrote all of the instructions in the letter. Follow them and you'll get what you want."

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"You look quite cheerful, your Highness," Hajime murmurs as she twists flowers into your hair. "I suspect you received your... purchase from...?"

"Of course," you murmur, tapping rouge into your cheeks. As you sit there, you think about the special wine mulling with the spices Toji put together.

An annulment is for certain.

You sit across from Suguru at dinner with a smile, making conversation, and being cordial as you should. You even allow your flirtatious side to come out a little, and when you're ready to enact the final part of your plan, you wave over a servant and whisper,

"Fetch the special wine from the kitchen for His Highness." The servant nods and heads to the kitchen.

"Enjoying your stay, Your Highness?" you wonder, and Suguru's eyes flick up to you as your toe caresses his calf under the table. He drops his fork onto his plate on accident, mouth still open, but quickly recovers and clears his throat.

"I'm enjoying everything this country has to offer," he smiles, and you nod, just as the servant brings a glass of wine to the table.

"For you, your Highness," he murmurs and places it in front of Suguru.

"A toast, then." Suguru raises his glass, looking you in the eyes. "To our future, and the future of our families." You raise your own wine glass and take a sip, watching Suguru down his in one go. "This is exquisite," he murmurs, looking at the dregs of wine in awe before turning to the servant and saying:

"Bring me another glass."

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The Enforcers: Part 6 (Geto Suguru x Fem!Reader)

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The steady burst of snow is burning your hands.

You're frozen to the bones. And all you can hear is the chattering of your teeth as you drag the limp body of your Leviathan down the shambles of a road that once led you to freedom, to success.

Your eyes snap open as you pull yourself out of the nightmare, clutching at your shaking form underneath the sheets. You stretch your arm out behind you to feel for the man you gave yourself to the night before but find nothing but empty space.

Had you imagined the whole thing?

The grey sheets are tucked so neatly around you, and the nightstand is devoid of any of your trinkets that you know you're not in your own room. Something clatters in the kitchen, and you hear Suguru curse, making you get up and toss off the sheets. Before your hand reaches for the doorknob, you notice your lack of clothing and grab the bathrobe hanging from a hook by the door. You tie the massive cotton item around yourself and fling the door open, not bothering to fix your hair before walking into the living room.

Before you can peek into the kitchen, a pair of blue eyes catch your visage and looks twice before a smile spreads across Gojo's face.

"Aw, shit. Yuki said you were wasted, but I didn't think-- I knew you had it in you, Su, but damn..."

Suguru appears a second later, wiping his hands on a dishtowel and catching you in his bathrobe, standing in shock in the living room. "Oh, y/n," he murmurs, and pushes his bangs out of his face. "Did I wake you? I'm sorry about the noise; I was trying to cook breakfast."

"No, it's okay," you whisper, and he gives you a lopsided smile, eyes roving over your figure clad in his bathrobe.

"Looks good on you."

"Yo, can you quit flirting and hurry up? I have to brief you two on your next mission before Toji tries to beat me to the pool hall."

"Right," you sit across from Gojo on the couch, and Suguru turns off the stove to sit next to you. You notice he isn't timid in front of Satoru, placing his arm around the couch behind you. Gojo notices this and says nothing, instead choosing to thump the file in his hands onto the table. You reach for it, then open the black folder, noting the heavy redaction on many of the pages.

"This might be your biggest one yet," Gojo states, leaning forward. "You're going to be recovering some evidence needed in our search for Kenjaku."

Kenjaku. The most elusive man in the entire CSB. Known for blowing covers of CSB Kitsune, organizing massive Leviathan casualties on staged recon missions, and relentlessly terrorizing the Grand Council with threats of bringing the CSB to its knees.

Your palms begin to sweat, and Suguru takes the file from your hands, letting you lace your fingers together to stop them from shaking.

"How do we know this isn't a setup?" Suguru wonders and then looks up from the folder. "And why is y/n coming with us? This is normally Leviathan work."

"Y/n is going in as a scout. But you'll be with her, along with four other high-level ops teams. It'll be presented as a routine inspection of the systems, but you two will orchestrate the recovery. The other four teams will assist with entry and extraction."

"And what kind of evidence is this?"

"Files." Your mind flashes to the files sitting in the trash on your desktop, and you inhale deeply. "Files from a computer linked to a DDOS attack from his base. You'll be going in and retrieving them with a thumb drive." The thumb drive is slapped onto the table, the silver color shining in the light of the living room.

"When do we leave?" you wonder, and Gojo smiles, showing all of his teeth.

"In twelve hours, right as everyone is getting off. The building will need to be empty when you two go in to prevent any suspicions or reports back to Kenjaku."

"Got it."

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Geto drives you to the rendezvous, wearing an all-black outfit and glasses that he keeps fiddling with nervously. His tattoos are covered up, but that doesn't make him look any less intimidating.

Again, he's a "security officer". Well, one without a gun, which is probably why he's fiddling with his fake glasses so much.

You consider your cover - Information Technology Officer - and look down at your outfit again. Your dress pants and frilly white blouse look the part, but you don't feel the part.

"This is too easy," you mention, and Suguru glances over at you.

"I was just thinking the same thing."

"So I just go into this room, find the computer, and plug in the thumb drive?"

"You have to locate the one--"

"Row Eleven, computer eighteen."

"You're too good at this," Suguru laughs, and you chuckle, looking out of the window. The massive building looms ahead, and you feel your gut twist painfully. As you pull into the parking garage, you watch for the first set of teams to assist with entry. They'd be disguised as guards that will lead you into the building and up to the room, and then two sets of guards would come to get you and lead you out, taking the thumb drive with them as they depart.

But why so many people? Weren't you and Suguru enough to get in and get out with the evidence?

You step out of the car after Suguru parks, and when you get to the front of the building, you see the first set of guards. They open the doors to the main floor, where people are still milling about and wrapping up for the day. Next, you're walked to the elevators, where one of the guards swipes a keycard, his eyes looking everywhere but at you and Suguru as he presses the up button. His partner stands closely behind you two, but you consider the ultra level of security a comfort.

Suguru, however, is not so thrilled.

"Can you back the fuck up?" he turns and asks the woman behind you, who steps back at the forcefulness of his tone. You look up at him and notice a deep frown line set into his brows as you walk onto the elevator, unaccompanied. Suguru punches the "7" button with his knuckle and stands stiffly as the doors close on the two security guards below.

"Everything's going to be fine," you reassure him, taking his hand and squeezing it. "You'll see." He grunts in response as the elevator grinds to a halt, and the automated voice announces, "Floor Seven". The second set of guards meets you right outside of the elevators, one taking the lead while the other walks behind you as you walk past a row of frosted glass doors. A key card is swiped again, and you go past a wooden door that has no windows before walking down a less inviting hallway.

Row eleven, computer eighteen.

The guard in front opens a door leading to the computer room, and you're met with a fierce blue glow from the dormant screens.

"Ten minutes," Suguru advises you, and you walk past him, nodding.

"Give me seven."

You count the rows from the back of the room and find the eleventh row easily, then down the long path to computer eighteen. When you sit down at the screen, your fingers quickly type in the password: TOUR-DOZE-KURD.

You take the thumb drive out of your pocket and wait for the program files to load, searching through each and every one with lightning speed.

"If I was a suspicious file... where would I be..." You open the TEMP files and instantly find a massive .zip file just out in the open. You open the ZIP extractor and wait for the files to pop up, sticking the thumb drive into the computer and inhaling before the "finished" notification pops up.

However, when the files open, your eye catches on one, in particular, making your heart stop.

Release to Y/n on (unknown date and time).

Two and a half minutes left on the clock.

You drag the extracted files to the thumb drive icon, but you click on the folder addressed to you while they're downloading.

And you discover the same videos, the same audio files, the same documents that were dropped onto your computer. Yet, all you can hear is the rushing sound of blood in your ears as you click out and look at the other files, hundreds of names and release times labeled on files.

Two other names catch your eye, and you balk, fearing the worst if you open them:

Geto Suguru. (released).

Yu Haibara. (do not release).

Once the files finish transferring with only a minute to spare, you snatch the stick out of the computer and leap up, shutting the device down before rushing out of the room.

"Suguru, there's something very wro--" You stop in your tracks as you see two men dressed in grey Kitsune uniforms standing across from Suguru, their guns pointed at the two of you. Suguru's hands are raised, and you shakily inhale, feeling the thumb drive growing hot in your pocket.

"I know, baby," he whispers, eyes focused on the men blocking your exit down the hallway. "Looks like we've been set up."

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The Enforcers: Part 5 (Geto Suguru x Fem!Reader)

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Suguru stares at the screen in disbelief.

"I don't know what else to say," you breathe, eyes wide. "I think that we should go to the Grand Council or my parents and--"

"It's a hoax," he frowns, shaking his head. "None of this makes any sense. And I've seen fabricated shit like this before."

"But the timestamps!" you retort, pointing at the metadata.

"Those can be fabricated by using an old machine. You can't trust anything these days unless it comes from the Archives."

"But--"

"I think you need to delete these and forget about it. This is someone's sick idea of a joke, y/n." Suguru stands, scowling at the computer one last time before turning away. "I'll figure out who did this. Don't worry. Just delete that shit and don't mention it to anyone." Suguru stalks out of the room and you look at the files, dragging them to the trash before turning your computer off and trying to put it out of your mind.

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You're back at the club with your friends, sitting among new faces and old ones just the same. But the nagging feeling that something isn't right is dragging across the pit of your stomach like a rake. When you glance at Suguru, he's laughing with his other Leviathan friends, but barely touching his only drink.

He must be unnerved by it, too, you think, and rub your forehead before watching Yuji try his best dance moves on Nobara, which fails miserably, of course. Yuki sits to your left, also watching the show with varying degrees of amusement before looking over at you.

"Why the long face, Ms. Successful? Is this too boring for you?" You consider telling her what's really bothering you, turning to her in the dim lighting and pressing your lips together. Her face changes and you know your secret can't be kept for long.

"What would you do if someone played a really bad prank on you?"

"What, did Suguru piss on your curtains?"

"Huh?" You look at her in shock, and she shrugs.

"Alright, maybe that's just a Toji thing. My bad." She sips her drink thoughtfully. "What kind of prank are you talking about?"

"Someone..." You hesitate, but decide to keep going anyways. "Someone put files on my computer to make it seem like my parents were involved with something called Project Kudzu and Project Redroot." Yuki frowns deeply, blinking rapidly.

"Y/n, I've never heard of those things before." You sigh, shaking your head. "Did they have any real proof?"

"Yeah, some audio files, two videos, and a bunch of TS-CO labeled documents that--" A hand lands on your shoulder, and you look up to see Suguru standing above you.

"That pre-game was wild, wasn't it?" Pre-game? "Sorry, Yuki. Y/n here had a whole bottle of red wine and played some weird game before coming. She's been going on about it to me for hours... projects and stuff." Yuki laughs, waving him off.

"It's okay! I was a little confused, too, but I get it. Girl," she turns to you, shaking her head. "You should probably go home and get some rest. If I had known you were drunk already I would've--"

"I'm not drunk," you reply, looking back and forth between Suguru and Yuki. "I swear, I'm not--"

"Let me get you home, party girl," Suguru mumbles, pulling you up from your seated position and gripping your hand tightly as he drags you along with him. "It's been a long day."

"But I'm not--" The look Suguru gives you is deadly, and you shut your lips as he takes you to the car you both came in, opening your door silently. You slide into the seat and he shuts the door with force, climbing into the driver's seat, but not starting the car. He grips the steering wheel and clenches his jaw, finally muttering,

"Didn't I tell you not to say anything to anyone?"

"Suguru, this has been bothering me for days! I don't know what to do!"

"I'm trying to find out who would break into your room and do this to you. Can you let me work?" he asks tersely. "For once in your life, can you let someone look out for you?" His black eyes are blazing in the dim light of the parking lot, and your bottom lip quivers.

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay," he exhales, starting the car. "I just... I just need you to let me figure this out. Someone isn't playing nice in our own organization and if it comes at the expense of my partner, I'm not having it. Lay low for me for a while, got it?" Suguru places his hand on your thigh and you nod, feeling your heart pick up an uneven rhythm. Your mouth goes dry at his lingering touch, but before you can think about it any further, he removes his hand and pulls out of the parking lot to take both of you back to the base.

When you get back to your barracks, you pause in the living room, looking over at your Leviathan as he removes his leather jacket and deposits it on the couch, sighing. You slowly approach him from behind and touch his back, which makes him flinch a little.

"I don't know why you continue to put up with my antics," you murmur and he huffs a breath out, shaking his head. "But thank you for saving my ass... and for looking out for me." Suguru turns to you, his lips quirking up a bit.

"Little Ms. Successful is thanking me for my service? Are you drunk?" Your cheeks heat up at the nickname and you roll your eyes, about to turn away from him when he catches your wrist. "Don't do that," he breathes, bringing you in close so your chests are touching. Your breathing hitches and he raises his knuckles, grazing them over your cheek. You close your eyes at the contact, and he slides his fingers down to your chin, tilting it up and humming softly.

"Open your eyes," Geto whispers, and you do so, trying your best not to seem too flustered. He leans down, brushing his lips across yours for permission, and your close your eyes again, letting him kiss you. When his lips separate from yours, he touches your nose with his, and you raise up on your tiptoes to feel his lips on yours again. "Are you sure you want to do that?" he wonders as you pull away. You nod your head, and he laughs softly.

"I do want to keep kissing you, yes," you reply, and he wraps a hand around your waist, lifting you off your feet and wrapping your legs around him.

"Nothing good comes of that," he warns, but you scoff.

"I'd beg to differ."

And that's how you find yourself on his neatly made bed, legs pushed up to your chest as Suguru greedily laps at your cunt like a starving man. "Su..." you moan, and he grunts in response. "That feels so good."

"I bet it does," the Leviathan replies, raising his brow at you salaciously before flicking your clit with his tongue. Your toes curl painfully as he dips a finger into you, then raises it up to your lips, tugging your mouth open so you can taste yourself. You suck on the digit with pleasure, humming when he pulls it back out and finger fucks you while sucking on your clit.

You buck under his grip, but he raises off of you, denying you an orgasm so soon. Geto kisses you deeply, swiping his tongue across yours so you can taste yourself again, then sits up, motioning for you to do the same.

"You want to do this?"

"Yeah." Suguru pulls his long hair up with an elastic and removes his pants, climbing back onto the bed and sitting against the headboard. He pulls you into his lap and raises you up, allowing you to grasp his hard length before sliding onto it carefully.

"Easy, easy..." he hisses, and you slow down, taking him inch by inch. You place your arms around his neck and rock back and forth, closing your eyes when you feel all of him nestled inside of you. Suguru groans, closing his eyes and tilting his head forward onto your shoulder. "Hold on, I'm gonna lay on my back." You allow him to slide forward, and he pushes you down onto his chest with a broad hand before pumping into you methodically.

"Oh, god..." you moan, and Suguru exhales shakily. "Su, you feel amazing."

"Say it a little louder so our neighbors can hear you," he jokes, but you clench around him and his laughter is cut short. "Fuck!" The man beneath you smacks your ass, and you yelp in response. "Keep doing that and this will be over faster than you can spell your own name."

"Then fuck me and quit being a smart ass," you gripe. Suguru shrugs and mutters,

"You asked for it." before slamming his hips into your ruthlessly. You cry out at the sensations his pace brings, and he grips your wrist as you lift off of him, holding your left hand against his chest. "Stay right here, princess. I'm not letting you go for shit." Your mouth seems to maintain its "O" shape the entire time he's fucking you senseless, and you can't say a word, eyes crossing and making you see double of your partner.

"Oh, god," you finally shudder, and Suguru lets go of your hand to lean you back down, mouth latching on one of your breasts.

"Cum for me," Geto challenges you before going back to sucking on your nipples relentlessly. You feel something inside of you break - almost like a busted dam releasing a flood of sensations and emotions that you've held at bay since you arrived here. "Oh, you're doing so good," Suguru grunts, holding you as you tremble fiercely while his hips stutter. "Just let it all go."

And for some reason, tears - actual tears - come out of your eyes as if this sexual release also broke your heart in two.

"Did I hurt you?" Suguru asks, swiping at your tears with a worried expression.

"No," you reassure him, shaking your head fiercely. "Not at all."

"Hmmm..." He rests your head against his chest as his breathing slows, hands stroking your back and hair with care. "You've had a hard couple of days. Just rest, alright? I'll be here when you wake up." So, you fall asleep, trusting your partner who's never betrayed you before.

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The Enforcers (Part 9): Geto Suguru x Fem!Reader

synopsis: the end is nearer than you think.

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The news comes as you and Suguru are working on the most recent deluge of files set to be released, despite the email you'd received.

"We should go in there and get them," you mutter, clicking away at the keyboard.

"We have to wait," Suguru replies tersely. You sigh loudly, turning back to the TV, which is droning on in the background.

"Oh, uh-- Pierre, we're getting word here that shots have rung out inside of CSB Headquarters, and-- oh my--" Sounds like popping - gunshots - echo behind the anchor, and you stumble out of your chair to grab the remote, turning up the television. The cameraman takes the camera and begins to run, and the screams of other protestors running away from the Headquarters in haste flood the sound of the reporter's panting as he runs away.

"There are shots ringing out inside of the building," you hear the reporter breathe. "We don't know what's going on!"

"Suguru--"

"I'm already calling the team," he mutters, leaning into his palm and rubbing his forehead. The reporter continues to try to articulate what's might be occurring, but it comes in stutters and shaky movements, and you can't tell whether the gunfire is coming out from inside the building or it's still contained inside.

"Pierre, we're getting news that law enforcement cannot - I repeat - they cannot get entrance into the CBS headquarters! The doors, windows, and roof have all been blocked and barricaded."

"Suguru!" you exclaim, just as Shoko bursts into the room followed by three other people.

"They're gunning each other down," Shoko grumbles, rushing over to the TV. "It's the only thing that makes sense."

"Why?" you inquire, but Shoko ignores your question, turning to the Leader of the Fallen Sun District with a look of resignation.

"Suguru, we can't go down there without risking fatalities." A chill runs down your spine, and you look over to Suguru in hope that he'll do what you suggested; that for once, he'll do the right thing.

"And what about those of us that are stuck in there?" He replies calmly, lacing his fingers together.

"We have to hope for the best." Right as Shoko finishes her statement, a loud explosion rings out on the broadcast. You all instinctively flinch as a burst of fire comes out from a set of windows.

"There will be fatalities, here." The reporter states. "There's no doubt about it."

Five hours later, you're still sitting in front of the TV, wondering how anything like this could have happened in such a short amount of time. The smoldering remains of the CSB headquarters are the backdrop for every channel, every new story.

Yuji, Nobara, Maki, Choso, Megumi, Noritoshi...

"The total count of missing people has climbed to five hundred and seventy-six. The debris from the headquarters covers a good percentage of the open field, and the confirmed death toll is still hovering at three hundred and twenty-four. No survivors have been found."

You inhale sharply, shoulders shaking involuntarily as you lean forward and place your head in your hands. Suguru and his team are working behind you on making some sort of plan, but you can't focus on any of that right now. All you can think about are the faces of your friends, the loving expressions, the way they cared for you...

And this is all your fault.

You helped Suguru release these files.

You gave him the ammunition needed to start this massacre.

You're responsible for--

"We have determined through an investigation that this attack was not only pre-meditated but spurred on by our own agents." Nanami Kento's voice cuts through the static in your head. You raise your tear-streaked face to watch the Head of Communications address the public. "For years, the Leviathans and Kitsune have worked together, but now, it appears that a rift in the two groups caused them to turn on each other and commit these atrocities."

"I fucking knew they would say that," one of the men behind you mutters.

"In light of recent allegations that we have conducted projects and initiatives aimed to promote and propel promising subjects to the Kitsune ranks, and thus disenfranchising candidates who would not have met those standards, we have decided to commence an internal investigation based on the evidence we have collected. The Grand Council will release those findings as soon as they are able. Thank you." The blonde man steps away from the podium and another person takes his place. But you turn to Suguru, who is frowning, hands gripping the edge of the table.

"This is absurd," you mention, but he averts his black eyes, looking at his lap. "They can't expect us to believe that every single Leviathan and Kitsune turned on each other." Suguru sighs, his eyes closing as he shakes his head.

"This is exactly what we expected."

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No one can sleep.

Everyone is working through the night, attempting to make connections with their contacts in the CSB, planning out options, and watching the developing story with a vested interest.

You're laying in the bed, computer sitting in your lap as you search, again and again, refreshing the list of confirmed dead and praying no one you went to the academy with would show up on the list.

It's two am when Suguru's cell phone rings, and he picks it up, humming once as a greeting. He listens for a minute, then his eyes become wide and he stands, hair falling down his back as he leans his head backward and exhales deeply.

"We're on our way." When he hangs up, you all look at him for some kind of answer, some indication of what to do. "There are several cars that showed up just a minute ago, and they're full of people claiming to be from the CSB. And they want to speak to y/n and I." You shift out of the bed, standing with him in anticipation of putting up another fight.

"Wait, you mean..."

"I mean escaped Kitsune and Leviathans." Maybe your friends would be among them. "Everyone grab a jacket and your weapon. This might get ugly."

You all parade down to the main floor, where a collection of men and women with guns and vests greet the small team, every single face in the throng stern and unyielding. The armed militia stands at attention, waiting for Suguru's instructions patiently as he approaches and is handed two bulletproof vests: one for you, and one for him.

"Guard set A," Suguru calls out, slightly shifting his bulletproof vest as you attempt to adjust your own vest, pulling the straps extra tight. "Cover our back, face the escapees from the front. This could be a ploy to attempt to bring harm to the Fallen Sun District at close range." When Suguru sees you struggling with the clasps, he sighs and turns to you, continuing his instructions while his hands quickly readjust the straps so that the vest is snug against your body.

"Guard set B, cover our front. Y/n and I will negotiate with those who have arrived. If things go poorly, you all are commanded to shoot without prejudice."

"Yes, sir!"

"As for you," Suguru murmurs, turning to you and placing his hands on your shoulders. "Stay behind me at all times. Do not step one foot in front of me. I'm only saying this to keep you safe, as you're still assumed to be a hostage at this point." After this, you raise up on your tip-toes, lacing your arms around him. His hands slide to your waist as you whisper,

"Thank you for protecting me." He pecks your lips lightly, holding you close and exhaling into your ear,

"Thank you for trusting me again."

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The Enforcers: Part 7.5 (Geto Suguru x Fem!Reader)

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"Please, just bring our daughter back home."

The TV switches off, and you face your reflection, staring into the sunken cheeks you've come to accept as your own. Your mother and father's faces are burned into your mind's eye, their tear-streaked and ruddy appearance making a perfect picture of an attempt to gain sympathy.

But there's no sympathy for them in your heart. Not with what you know now.

"I would've expected you to try to escape," Suguru mutters, standing from the other side of the metal table and placing his palms on the freezing cold surface. "But you've been incredibly docile. What are you planning?"

"Nothing," you lie, adjusting your position in the metal chair as the handcuff clanks against the arm. "Nothing at all."

"Here's the deal," Suguru starts, holding up the thumb drive. "There are a ton of files on this little stick here. I want you to go through every single one and decrypt the ones that haven't been released. Once you do that, I'll set you free to do as you please."

"No," you answer, lacing your fingers together. "I no longer work for you."

"You don't work for the CSB either."

"Seems I'm an independent contractor now." You hold up the wrist attached to the cuff, metal scraping against metal. "And I have terms that need to be met before I work on anything of yours."

"Tell me," he replies, tilting his head to the side.

"First of all, I want full freedom while I'm here. No oversight, no guards, no nothing."

"I think you might be a little off the mark with your requests," Geto sighs, pursing his lips together. "You're asking me to fully trust you'll do what needs to be done."

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend," you retort, and Suguru lifts a brow. "So, for now, you're my friend. In addition to no oversight, I want to be able to have input on when and where these files can be released."

"So you want my job?" You shake your head and Suguru crosses his arms.

"I want to call the shots alongside you. You brought me into this, I got fucked up because you got sloppy, you're going to do as I ask so I'll help you with your mission. I doubt a single ex-Kitsune down here can do what I do in less than thirty days. That's why you brought me out of my room."

"That's not the only reason why," Geto breathes.

"Stop acting like you have feelings for me, Geto," you scoff, rolling your eyes. "You brought me out of that room - and down here - to help you because no one else is fast enough to do what I do. Otherwise, I would've been put under lock and key for the rest of my life." Suguru doesn't answer you, so you assume it's true. "Finally, I want a nice room to stay in."

"It would be next door to mine."

"That's fine," you shrug. "I won't bother you unless you're fucking... with my sleep."

"Done."

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Your bed is soft and warm when you make it up to your room, and you're given two things - a key and the thumb drive.

An obviously refurbished computer sits in the corner of the room on a small desk, and you sit at it, powering it up. The machine isn't incredibly old, but it is old enough to potentially slow down your decryption of the files.

But that's okay. The main problem right now is just getting used to your new space.

As the computer boots up, you walk around the apartment-style surroundings, checking out the bathroom and modern-looking appliances that look foreign next to the yellow and orange anachronism of a carpet in the bedroom. A small kitchen and living room sit just past the bedroom and down a short hallway, but other than that, nothing.

A check in the closet reveals all sorts of clothes - some ultra-feminine, others gender neutral - and you look at the types of shoes offered to you. It's only then that you realize everything in the closet will not only fit you but are brand new with the tags still on them.

You're still investigating when there's a knock on the door, and you stop mid-search to answer it. Suguru stands in the hallway, sighing when he sees you open it.

"Is the place to your liking?"

"Yeah," you bite out, avoiding his gaze. "What's up?"

"Can I come in?" You consider saying "no" because technically he's still your enemy. But you let him in anyway, stepping back and allowing him to walk past you and into the bedroom.

"What can I help you with?" you wonder, eyeing the computer still revving up in the corner.

"I wanted to apologize. For everything. Using you, lying to you, and holding you hostage - to an extent." You press your lips together and rock back on your heels while holding your breath. "You might not ever forgive me for the things I've done, and that's okay. I just wanted to let you know that every feeling I have for you - friends and otherwise - is real. I couldn't fake my love and care for you if I tried."

"How do I know you're not lying to me right now?" you ask, and Suguru shakes his head.

"You can't. I could swear on everything I hold dear, and still, you would have to make the choice to trust me or not. Which I completely understand if you don't. I'm not here to try to get you to trust me again; I would just hate for you to think that every single time I interacted with you it was for... this." He motions around him, then stands akimbo in the room as you wait for him to finish. "When Toji shot you, I thought I was going to lose you. It frightened me so bad... I--" His voice cracks, and you look away from his crestfallen face as he remembers that day. "I wasn't sure what to do. But just know I won't let a single soul on this planet harm you again to the best of my ability." Your heart stutters, and you look back up at him, feeling rage burn in your stomach.

"And if the person who hurt me was you?" Suguru flinches. "what would you do then?"

"What I'm doing now. I'm going to have to show you that I'm serious, though. That much I know." He steps toward you, but you step back, eyeing him carefully.

"You should go. I'll start decrypting the files when the machine begins to work."

"Sure," Suguru whispers, then starts toward the door. "Don't forget, I'm next door. So if you need me, let me know." As soon as he leaves, the computer goes to the start screen, the image of a tree blossoming on the computer. You stick the thumb drive in and sit down, inhaling before you begin to work on manually decrypting over a thousand files, all for a man you still felt something for, despite your outward appearance.

All for a man who almost got you killed.

All for a man who offered you the truth on a silver platter, and told you to "eat".

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[sirthisisa-wendys]

The Enforcers: Part 7 (Geto Suguru x Fem!Reader)

wc: 1k

tw: none

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Your toes. You can feel your toes. And your knees.

Knees... knees... why do you remember knees?

Oh yeah, Suguru shot the guard's knees. You hope they're alright as you wiggle your right hand. Left hand? Left hand. It's being held by someone. Someone warm. Someone breathing slowly. Asleep.

A nasty, dull ache resounds from your lower left side. No, that's not good.

Your eyes snap open, scanning the room carefully before landing on the sleeping figure beside your bed. Suguru.

Your mouth feels like it's packed with cotton, or else you would speak up and get his attention, but he's fully asleep, eyes closed off to the world. You tenderly squeeze his hand, but he doesn't wake up, head resting on the edge of the couch pulled close to your gurney.

What happened?

Where are you?

You assume everything is okay because you and Suguru haven't been separated, but you can't be too sure. Finally, the door creaks open, and you watch a woman come in and jump a little.

"You're awake," the brown-haired woman whispers, and you nod, blinking slowly. "Good. We were hoping you wouldn't be out for much longer."

"Ho--" your voice cracks, and the lady gets you a bottle of water from the table beside the gurney. You drink it greedily before she answers with certainty.

"A week."

A week?? The lady must see the surprise on your face because she immediately launches into an explanation.

"You were pretty hostile when we first got you in here, pulling out breathing tubes and cursing us out, but once we got you sedated and into surgery, everything became much better."

"Nnnn..." Suguru lifts up off the couch, angling his neck around as he turns to look at the woman. "Y/n..." He almost falls off of the couch with how quickly he tries to stand up, instantly coming to your side. "How do you feel?" he wonders, kissing your knuckles.

"Like hell," you moan, and he chuckles a little, kissing the back of your hand. "I was really out for a week?"

"Yeah," he breathes, sighing heavily. "But you'll be up and moving in no time. Shoko is an expert at removing bullet wounds." Shoko smiles, leaving the two of you alone in the room once she replaces your water bottle.

"Where are we?" At Suguru's grim expression, you fear the worst possible answer, and you get it almost immediately.

"The Fallen Sun District." Fallen Sun... Where all of the exiles of the Kitsune and Leviathans go. The Grand Sun District is hours away, maybe even a full day's journey. You're fugitives now.

"Won't they come looking for us here?" you gasp, trying to sit up.

"No, no, no," the former Leviathan urges you, pressing you back down onto the gurney. "They can't reach us here. We're in the heart of the district."

"It's dangerous here." You can't help the whine escaping from your throat. "Suguru, why here of all places?"

"It's the only place that's safe for us, y/n. I couldn't take you anywhere that would be able to treat your wound and keep us under the radar without Toji or Yuki finding out. This is the only place they don't care about."

"What about Gojo?"

"What about him?" Geto asks, eyes darkening.

"That's your friend; he--"

"No one who is that deep in the CSB is my friend." Wait... "I'm going to let you rest. I'll come back to check on you in a few hours."

"Su." He stops before he reaches the door, turning back to face you. "You knew about the files before I showed them to you, didn't you?"

Geto Suguru. (released)

"And you wanted me to get rid of them, even though you said you would find out who planted them on my computer. But you never did. You just needed me to keep quiet until you found a way out of the situation." Suguru's face doesn't move; he just waits for you to finish up your conclusion. "You put the files on my computer. But you didn't expect me to go and tell anyone about it." He raises his brow, grimacing.

"You put a lot of people in jeopardy by telling Yuki what you knew."

"You expected me to stay silent and then run away, didn't you? Or worse, be exiled. But they went a step further and tried to have us killed. That's why they wanted the thumb drive. They had no idea that information had been leaked and assumed it was Kenjaku doing this." Your voice rises exponentially as the truth unravels in front of you.

"It was Kenjaku," Suguru states plainly. "It is Kenjaku." Horror floods your veins, and you sit in the bed in shock.

"You're Kenjaku." Panic. Your synapses misfire rapidly, and you see the man in front of you press his lips together, but you're not in the gurney. You're far away, outside of your body, as the realization that you were paired with the man responsible for so much death and destruction sets in. "You gave them the destination of the computer room, too. You knew the jig was up."

"I knew you were smarter than they gave you credit for. But you don't have my side of the story, you see. You don't know why."

"Tell me, then."

"When you're raised in the Fallen Sun district, all you know is suffering and loneliness. The CSB took everyone I loved and turned them into criminals for speaking the truth about their corruption. So... I joined their ranks and gained control of the Fallen Sun District. However, Yu happened to find out my little secret, and I dealt with it the best way I knew how at the time. His death still haunts me, but I took a drastic step out of panic."

"You would've killed me, too."

"No," he tilts his head to the side and bites the inside of his lip. "No, you aren't like Yu. You had doubts about everything before I put those things on your desktop. I just wanted to see if they would push you over the edge." Suguru shrugs. "And it worked. I just didn't expect to fall for you as hard as I did; unfortunately, there's no going back from that." Suguru inches toward the door, his black locks pulled up and away from his face, unlike how he kept it before. "But I don't regret it at all," are his final words before he shuts and locks the door, trapping you in the hospital room.

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[sirthisisa-wendys]

The Enforcers: Part 6.5 (Geto Suguru x Fem!Reader)

wc: 1.1k

tw: violence, guns, blood, trauma

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"Hand over the evidence."

The voice of the Kitsune is muffled by the mask over the lower half of his face. You frown, taking a step back.

"Give us the thumb drive, or we'll shoot. Either way, we'll get what we want."

"Y/n," Suguru hisses, and you flinch. "Give it to them."

"But--"

"One." You hesitate, eyeing Suguru carefully. He nods, hands still raised, and you walk toward the two men, one of them lowering their guns. "Two." The other keeps his gun trained on Suguru, eyes squinted. You fumble with the thumb drive in your pocket, hands shaking.

When you pull it out, the man stretches his hand out, and you hear a breathy whisper escape his lips.

He's just as afraid as you are.

The guard beside you adjusts his grip on his gun, which gives Suguru the precise split-second he needs. With blinding speed, he roundhouse-kicks the second guard in the head and then grabs the gun from the one across from you, wrenching it out of his hands before elbowing him to the ground.

"Wait--" Before you can ask Suguru to spare the two men, he shoots both of them in the knees, four semi-silent pops ringing out in the small hallway. He grabs the other gun and tosses it to you - but you barely know how to shoot anything other than a stationary target at the gun range - and not so well at that.

"We need to get out of here." He drags you to the door leading out to the main hallway, peering past it before exiting, brandishing the weapon while looking both ways. "Come on." The adrenaline in your veins is rushing at a thousand miles per second as you follow him down the hallway, running at top speed while you put the device back in your pocket.

"Suguru, we need to find out what's going o--"

"You didn't notice those were two Kitsune did you?"

"I did," you reply as you dash down a stairwell behind him, his feet clanging on the metal stairs. "But Kenjaku is known for using plants in recon missions."

"Those weren't plants," Suguru yells as he throws open the door to the fifth floor. "Those Kitsune were sent by the Grand Council."

"How do you know?" you hiss, feeling the wind slap your face as you dash down another stairwell, this one open to the air outside. But he doesn't answer you, instead, crouching down by the door that leads back into the building and checking the number of bullets in his gun.

"Fuck." He motions for your gun and you hand it over. "Much better," he breathes, taking yours and handing his old one to you. "You've got three bullets in that one. Use them wisely."

"Wait, what?" you exclaim, but Suguru ignores you again, dashing down the stairs without another word.

"We have three minutes until a swarm of Leviathans shows up," he calls out. "And it'll take us that exact amount of time to get from here to the parking lot and into a car."

"A car? What about our car?"

"GPS tracking doesn't do us much good in company cars, does it?" Horror floods your veins as you approach the first floor, and Suguru goes down one more level, breaking off into a dead sprint when he gets to the concrete of the parking lot.

Five vehicles are left in the lot, with only one having paper tags and one already running.

"Two options," you call out, but Suguru is moving for another vehicle - a black SUV with license plates. He goes around the car and pulls on the handles methodically: the far-right handle four times, the right-back handle three times, the back left handle twice, and the front left once. The car unlocks, and you climb into the passenger seat as Suguru begins to dismantle the space beneath the wheel where the wires are kept.

"Check the glove box for a knife." You do so obediently and find a small one stored away between insurance papers and the car manual. Once you hand it to him, you hear the sound of choppers approaching, and dread sinks into your bones.

"Su--"

"I hear them," he murmurs, frowning as he tries to get the two wires to spark. "I hear them." The radio light and dash lights come on, but the car won't start yet. It takes him a few more times and precious seconds to start the car, then he cranks the wheel hard left and right before throwing the car in reverse. But as he peels backward out of the space, you see a lone figure approaching the car, gun drawn.

Toji Fushiguro.

He says nothing, just smirking while beginning to unload his clip as Suguru floors it out of the parking lot in reverse. "Hold on!" The windows splinter, though they don't shatter by some miracle as you escape from the maniacal Leviathan leader and his crew.

The SUV speeds off down the road, no doubt about to be followed by a horde of other vehicles, but as you blend onto the highway, Suguru slows down with the other cars. The first thing that would draw attention to your car is swerving and speeding. Nothing good would come of a car chase.

And as the adrenaline flows out of you, you feel it. A burning sensation begins on your left side, and you press a hand to it, groaning. When you pull it away, you see a smear of red on your fingers.

"You okay?" Suguru asks, taking a moment to look over at you. When he notices the blood on your fingers, a strangled sound comes from his throat and you turn to him, frowning.

"I didn't even feel--"

And the world goes dark instantly as you tumble into confusion and uncertainty.

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"Just hold on; just hold on, babe."

Panic. Choked sobs. A wobbly voice laced with fear. Burning.

No, that can't be right.

Let's try that again.

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Let's try this one more time.

There are snakes in your nose.

You push up from the bed, snatching the offending things out, and opening your mouth to scream:

"Suguru!"

Why is it so damn bright, and where the fuck is your partner - a nurse rushes up to you, yelling some other words you can't comprehend because you. need. him.

"Suguru?" with the long black hair and piercing black eyes? "Stop pushing me down! I need my partner!" then "Who the fuck are you telling to "stop screaming", stupid bitch?"

You try to punch at the woman who is talking to you in babbles but fail miserably as another nurse grips your arm with deadly force.

"Why is the room so bright? Where am I?" but "Where am I?" The snakes are going back in. "Where is Suguru?"

and "Where is..." and "Where?" and "Wh--"

Darkness descends.

Game.

Fucking.

Over.

...

Rematch?

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[sirthisisa-wendys]

The Enforcers: Part 10 (Geto Suguru x Fem!Reader)

synopsis: reveal, don't conceal.

wc: 1.4k

tw: none

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"Come out one at a time with your hands up."

You stand idly by as the militia pulls people out of the SUVs; lingering behind Suguru as he watches the former members of the CSB kneel on the ground and be restrained with zip ties. When you see the familiar pink hair of Yuji Itadori, you start a little, eyes widening as he lays on the ground and is zip tied before being brought to his feet and made to kneel beside another comrade of his.

Of yours.

You can't see all of the faces, but the fact that Yuji made it out alive meant that he would try his best to get the others out alive. And that's enough for you.

A sea of about eighty people are kneeling on the cold floor of the aircraft hangar beside the main building, and every single one of them is restrained.

"Your entire organization has been burnt to the ground," Suguru begins. "And you come to me to get answers?" No one speaks. The implications of his words are enough to make everyone in the area gulp hard. "Why not ask your Grand Council?" Suguru wonders and chuckles from the guards echo around the room.

"We did," a voice - Nobara Kugisaki - calls out, and you raise onto the tips of your toes to try and see her. "but they sent us away without an answer."

"What about your leaders?"

Another silence.

"One of you tell me what truly happened. And be quick about it, my patience does not extend far."

"They sent..." Choso. "They sent in people we did not know to gun us down. We were all gathered in the Grand Hall, where we originally thought we would be informed about the next steps to take since we filed our grievances."

"And?"

"They told us to go to our barracks and wait for further instruction. The massacre started as soon as lights went out."

"It was so dark," someone cries out, sniffling. "They shot my partner before... before--" Various people begin to sob, and you grab Suguru's arm, looking over at the group sadly. Every single one of them had escaped from hell, and now they're here, looking to the both of you for help. Suguru peers over his shoulder at you, face set in a grim expression.

"Maybe we should give them some time before we ask them about everything," you whisper.

"The sooner we know as much as we can, the safer we'll be," he replies, turning back to the crowd in front of him. "All of those who work for us will be brought to the conference room. The rest of you will be given a good meal and put in temporary residences. You will be heavily guarded and watched. You will not be permitted to leave the Fallen Sun District until we have determined that everything is safe. Communication with your families that reside outside of the district will be cut off, and communication with the media will be punished. Guard set A, take those who are our agents. Guard set B, take the others away."

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You sit beside Suguru in the conference room, arms crossed. You all look at the agents filing in, and Choso comes in as the last one - which isn't really a surprise - capping off the small crowd of ten double agents.

"I need details," Suguru states, and looks back at the person at the door, who nods and switches off the lights. A projector switches on, and an aerial map of the CSB headquarters comes on the whiteboard wall. "Where did the chaos begin? Where was Toji? Yuki? Gojo? And where are they now?"

"From the South Wing down to the Cafeteria, then the killers split up and took the East, North, and West Wing," someone mentions, and Suguru draws lines in accordance with the account.

"And the leaders of each faction?"

"Gojo disappeared long before the massacre began, but I know Toji orchestrated the attack," Choso answers.

"How?" you wonder, squinting your eyes. "And don't tell me you caught him talking about it in the open and said nothing."

"That's how it happened," Choso states grimly. "I'm the one who sent the email. I thought you would come and help us, Suguru." Suguru doesn't reply, staring at the aerial map and biting the inside of his cheek. "Those people died because you didn't come to help us. Do you know how many bodies I had to crawl over just to get to freedom? How many people had been shot down in their beds?"

"You know I know what that's like," Suguru replies tersely. "You know I know what it's like to have no fucking help."

"Then why? Why did you let us be slaughtered like animals, Suguru? Why couldn't you just do the right thing and come and help us? You put us in that mess! And you left us to die!" Choso stands up suddenly and produces a revolver from the inside of his coat, and points it at you. Guards instantly unholster their weapons and aim them at Choso, red lights pointed at his entire body.

"Don't shoot!" you cry out, hands up. "Don't shoot him!"

"Is it because of her?" Choso wonders, eyes empty and devoid of compassion. "Did she tell you to stay put?"

"Don't shoot!" you repeat, bullets of sweat running down your body inside of the vest. "Don't shoot."

"She told me to go and get you." Suguru finally answers, his own weapon pointed at Choso. "She wanted to save everyone's life."

"And why didn't you?" Choso whispers, gun still aimed at you.

"Because I didn't have time. And I didn't have the resources. You, out of everyone here, should know I would put my life on the line for my people when I can." Choso chokes out a sob, dropping the gun and collapsing onto the floor in a fit of tears. His piercing cries echo in the small room, and you rush to his side, holding him close to you. He sobs into your shoulder, whispering apologies and shaking furiously.

"Don't apologize," you whisper, rubbing his back slowly and methodically. "It's okay. You've been through a lot, and just need to rest."

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"I'm going to the media to break the story," you mention, facing Suguru as he brushes his teeth.

"What?" he cries out, mouth full of white foam. "No. You're not going anywhere. Too risky."

"Send a guard with me, then."

"No." He spits into the sink, and you cross your arms, frowning. "I'm not giving you permission to do that. If Toji pops up, you're fucked. I'm not taking that chance."

"So you can't leak an interview with me? Like the ones we recovered from the Archives?" Suguru braces himself on the sink, hair falling down his face and shielding his expression from view.

"Babe," Suguru breathes, sighing and shaking his head. "It's possible."

"I'll tell my story. I'll leave you out of it."

"You can't tell your story without me," Suguru whispers, tying his hair back with the rubber band around his wrist. "Do you think we should get other stories corroborating ours?"

"Yes," you answer immediately. "A thousand times, yes." Suguru's onyx eyes drop to the sink, and you come up behind him, wrapping your arms around his large frame. "Do you trust me?"

He places his hands on yours and nods slowly.

"I trust you," he murmurs. "And I love you."

"I love you, too."

Four hours later, you're sitting in front of a camera, eyes staring into the lens with the intensity of your mother and father's expressions in their own videos.

"Ready?" Suguru wonders, leaning over and touching your hand from behind the camera.

"Ready." He clicks the record button, and a red light begins to flash.

"My name is Y/n, and I am a former Kitsune. Over seven months ago, I began my career with the CSB, and since my time there, I have learned so much about their inner workings, their scandal coverups, and how they tried to end my life not too long ago." You swallow hard, tears coming to your eyes. But you inhale deeply, pushing the emotion down as far as it will go. "You may have heard that I was kidnapped by those who run the Fallen Sun district. But that is simply not true," you assert, shaking your head once. "Everything you know about the CSB is a lie."

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