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cursedkeyboard · 3 months

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BIG BROTHER'S HERE ● Older brother!Suguru & Baby sibling!Reader

You've been having nightmares about monsters lurking in your closet for a couple of days now. Suguru, your older brother, knows something is wrong with you.

Pairings: Platonic Geto Suguru & Baby sibling!Reader

Warning: Not proofread. Expect mistakes and edits!

If there's one thing Suguru had always been sure of, is that he knew you

Your parents had you when he was nine, most ten, so innocent and excited to be a big brother

He got to see you when you were just a bundle of hospital cloth, loud whines, and large eyes

No, really, your eyes took half of your face

You were the cutest thing he'd ever seen

From that day on, Suguru had sworn to be the best big brother to ever exist

He'd teach you everything he knew, help you with anything you wanted, and always protect you

Family and friends even called him your "second dad" whenever they saw Suguru putting you to sleep or feeding you or playing with you or...

Yeah, the kid loved being glued to you

Sure, he still had friends and his own interests like any other kid his age

But Suguru would rather be caught dead than to give up chances to spend time with you

He even begged his parents to let him take you outside in your stroller for sunlight and fresh air

It took then a little bit, but they eventually allowed him

Their neighborhood was safe, there were rarely any kidnapping cases around, and they only let him once you were one and he was eleven

As you grew up, Suguru definitely honored his promise by being the closest person to you

Always near, always helping, always nurturing

He knew your favorite type of baby food, the exact warmth you liked it at, the blankets you favored and the toys you never allowed anyone to take

Suguru would take naps with you on his chest, sing you to sleep when you woke up screaming, and play with you until you exhausted yourself

He was always there for you, especially when your parents were busy

So much so, in fact, that your first words weren't mama or papa

It was gu–gu

Yeah, some could say you were just being a baby and babbling, but he knew better

Because you had looked up at him, grabbed his hand with your tiny ones, and said it with a big smile

Don't tell anyone, but he definitely cried while hugging you

You'd eventually be able to say Sugu, then Suguru when you learned to roll your tongue, but Suguru would always hold that memory dear to his heart

And so, years passed quickly

Perhaps too quickly for your big brother, who would always feel his heart ache a little when his baby sibling didn't need help to do basic things anymore

But he was happy, overjoyed, that you grew into a happy and healthy child, always so energetic and ready for any play or challenge

Of course, you two had your disagreements at times, because kids will be kids and Suguru reached puberty when you were four and learning how to be bratty and contrary

However, compared to so many other siblings in the world, Suguru was proud to say you were definitely the closest of siblings

There wasn't a single thing he didn't know about you

That's why, now that you were seven and learning taking a more introverted personality like his own, your big brother immediately knew something was wrong with you once you started getting sleepier throughout the day

Blinking slowly, barely eating, nodding off whenever the two of you watched cartoons

And, now seventeen and keenly aware of so much evil in this world, Suguru immediately sought to fix the problem

The moment Suguru picked you up from school he knew he was going to talk to you about what was happening. It didn't seem to be the kids or teachers in your school, since the moment you walked out and saw him you were smiling and happy like aways, that rush of energy still in you from playing with your friends.

"Suguru!" You called out for him, quickly saying your goodbyes to the kids around you and running towards your tall big brother who stood out in the middle of all the waiting moms. "You're early!"

Suguru picked you up the moment you got close enough, making you squeal and giggle as he settled him on his broad back, smiling softly at how your small hands settled on his shoulders.

"We got let out earlier," He explained and waved a quick polite greeting at your teacher before leaving, beginning the trek back home. "Satoru wanted to go to the arcade but I missed my baby today."

You giggled again, a sound that never failed to make Suguru relax and forget all his troubles, if only for a moment, and rested your head in the crook of his neck. "'Toru is a big baby, not me!"

"Hmm, maybe you're both babies?"

"No, not me, 'Toru," You shook your head and Suguru avoided people walking around easily, being so tall and nimble had its advantages. "I'm getting bigger and bigger, and Toru acts like a child when I do not."

Well, he couldn't argue with that.

Instead, Suguru started asking you about your day like he always did and, like he expected, you couldn't even make it through half of your rant about the teacher taking away the yellow sharpies from everyone before falling asleep on his back, completely out.

Which, that in itself wouldn't be bad, but you used to spend hours after school talking his ears off, drawing, and insisting to watch cartoons. He sighed and moved you to his front, hugging you to his chest protectively, so worried he could feel a headache stab the back of his head.

Suguru was a special grade sorcerer, top of the class, and the most reliable when it came to problem solving skills, but most of all Suguru was the best big brother there is and he was going to fix whatever was wrong with you.

Like he always did.

That day, after you napped for a couple of hours, Suguru sat you down on the couch once he made sure you ate and showered

While he detangled your hair from the mess it had became in School, he started slow

Asking you if there was anything going on these days

If you were having any troubles in school

Maybe a bully or a new interest that was keeping you up?

It took a bit of digging, because Unfortunately, you two were very much alike

Which meant you also hid your anxieties and problems, even if Suguru always ended up finding out anyway

With a couple of deep breaths, you explained why you hadn't been able to sleep these days

Every night for the past week, you were getting nightmares

Nightmares about monsters, hideous creatures that would suck people's happiness then eat them bit by bit

And every time you woke up gasping and afraid, the door to your closet was open the slighest bit

Hesitantly, like you were afraid of being called a liar or made fun of, you told you brother you swore you saw something inside

Watching you. Waiting for something. Hungry.

And Suguru?

Not once did Suguru stop gently brushing your hair, keeping his hands steady and movements soft, which had a calming effect on you

But god, he could feel his body shaking under his skin

Fury threatening to bubble and spill over

Because those vivid nightmares, your exhaustion, the way you always looked so drained each morning...

He knew exactly what that meant and he couldn't possibly be angrier

Instead of scaring you with the face he was doing, Suguru started drying your hair, and once you finished talking, he hugged you close, comforting you

"It's alright, little one, I got you, big brother's got you."

That night, Suguru easily convinced you to have a sleepover in his room, full of your favorite stuffed animals and blankets

And when you were all tuckered out after talking tons and watching your favorite movie, snoring softly under Suguru's heavy covers, the teen left his room quietly

Slowly, he made his way towards yours

Shadows followed his every step, licking at his feet and dancing with each breath he took

The air shifted as he made his way inside, closing your door behind you, like it knew he was there

He pulled the door to your closet open, his movements ghostly as rage made his purple eyes almost glow in the night

The curse inside, a weak, puny thing he hadn't been able to sense, trembled under the taste of his erratic cursed energy

So pathetic and small

Fucking inconsequential

That thing dared to mess with his baby sibling

Make his baby sibling lose sleep as it sucked happiness and energy

So he did it slowly

Ripped it in pieces, bit by bit, until it was but a splatter on the floor

That night, he went back to his room after washing his hands and face, heart beating fast from the hatred coursing through his veins

Suguru lifted the blankets and tucked himself by your side, pulling you gently until he was curled around you

Then, only then, as you slept fitfully in his arms, safe and peaceful, he was able to calm down and relax

He would do better, grow stronger, kill every curse that dared to step food in a 100 mile radious of you

But Suguru knew there needed to be change

Curses had to disappear completely, one way or another

And Suguru would find a way, if not for the safety of his friends, then for yours

He would never let anything hurt you

No matter the cost

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jade7b · 3 months

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fushigurostoy · 10 days

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chosos-mascara · 1 year

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pull

𝙨𝙪𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙪 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙤 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 - two years had passed since you'd broken up, but when suguru serves you in a coffee shop, you feel the pull to him once more.

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In a relationship, there's push, and pull - a stable balance required by two people. Many elements come in pairs: yin and yang, dark and light - two beings in which one requires the other, even if worlds apart. Though, within these two, even if they appear to be opposites from the exterior, their insides are always the same. Without darkness the light wouldn't mean anything; without sadness, happiness would not be appreciated. The list continues on, and within that list, you could've sworn your name had been beside Suguru's.

A mutual friend had introduced you, a meeting that almost hadn't occurred for both of you had questioned coming that evening, yet somehow, you were pulled to humor the invitation. This had led to yourself and Suguru talking over a bottle of wine as Shoko and Suguru danced, a conversation Suguru would be wooed within when admiring your intellect and quick wits. He'd invited you to a gallery within the week, and then a few nights later, returning to the club - only this time there had been less talking involved. From the initial interaction, you'd suddenly become enamored with one another, a pull you'd felt and with each night spent within his arms, you'd sworn the rope knotting you together had tugged you tighter together.

It had felt poetic that the relationship had been as if artwork itself. Long, sensual nights and beautiful dates, his voice like honey when expressing words with such meaning. Though, with something so powerful between you, neither party had wanted to be the one to stain the perfect dynamic with their personal issues. So, the push had begun, a wedge between you as you couldn't express insecurities, and although he'd harbored the same emotions regarding himself, a painful past he couldn't bestow to you, you hadn't told him the feelings within yourself. And, he had done the same. Your pasts had been mysteries to one another, and then, so had your personalities, your experiences. Each of you limited the information given to the other, as it had become easier to hide inner emotions and burdens than to cause a strain on the purity you'd held.

A passionate dance between you as you'd fought to maintain magnificence - artwork. Though, as you'd reflected upon the art, you'd realized it had been far from perfect. Perfection required imperfection, something neither of you had been prepared to display on such a seemingly beautiful canvas.

The first sublime few months had come to a feeling of limbo before Suguru had finally mustered the courage to cut the noose around the both of your necks. The pull had been there, but the push had been so much stronger, and finally, you'd been alone again. When stepping away from the relationship you'd shared, you'd only then realized that Suguru had felt a stranger, even though you'd spent close to a year of your life beside him. There had been a longing for him on cold nights, a question of if you'd just allowed yourself to commit, to trust him and to communicate the burden before it had grown to large to combat, if perhaps it could've worked.

Two years.

Two years had passed since his brown eyes had indulged in yours, since his fingertips had grazed across the small of your back and voice serenaded your core. In the name of a better life, you'd parted, in hopes of finding a lover focusing less on perfection and more on meaningful.

Now, standing within the coffee shop you'd regulared every morning before work, the small piece of happiness you'd found yourself appreciating before the working day, you'd been met with his smile. Narrow eyes peered into your own as he'd held his finger above the cash register following a simple 'cash or card?', stopping you within your tracks. At first, you hadn't noticed who'd been stood at the other side of the counter, instead frantically searching for your purse within your bag as you'd spluttered your order through half focused lips. Only after hearing those words formed by familiar lips, gaze suddenly snapping from the mess of your bag to the tattooed arm you'd recognized, you'd found yourself before none other than your ex; Suguru.

As expected, he'd acted nonchalant over the ordeal, his usual coolness and easy-going demeanor had shone through the awkward tension when you'd finally set your eyes over the male before you. Something Suguru had always appeared to mask was his inner emotions, and with you searching his expression for any form of sentiment, you'd remembered how the lack of feeling conveyed over his countenance had been something you'd hated. If he'd been more honest, maybe you'd have worked out.

"Same as always, huh?" When changing up the notes you'd handed him, he'd asked, your mouth still ajar and heart beating into your mouth as you'd maintained the bewildered expression. Something you were able to freely display, and Suguru had envied you for. "Yeah." When he'd given you coins in return, his fingers had brushed over your open palm, sparking heat through your body.

Suguru had always noticed when you were upset, even if you'd tried to hide it. You'd worn your heart on your sleeve, though he'd began to notice your attempts at mimicking his stoic-ness and hiding your thoughts. With the small change, he'd decided to stop asking how you were. It felt easier to play into the lack of communication than to address it. If you'd wanted to conceal your emotions, he'd humor you.

Waiting at the end of the counter had been uncomfortable. The small shop had been quiet at this time of day, missing the rush as you'd started your job later than most, yourself the only one occupying the small waiting area. There had been a few students seated on tables, a tap of their laptop keyboards while they'd studied, or a faint beat through headphones turned up too loud. Even with their presence, you had felt like the only one within the cafe.

Your fingers found their way to the hem of your jacket as you'd watched him create the beverage, eyes fixated on the mixture, the tendons within his forearm flexing as he'd poured the frothy milk over the coffee, and again when he'd pushed the white plastic lid over the cup. His eyes flickered to yours to signal he'd finished the drink, though as you'd stepped toward the counter to pick up the cup, he'd leaned forward, smirk spreading across his lips. "Will I see you around, then?" There had been a teasing undertone to his statement, one you'd chosen to ignore as he'd spoken. "If you work here, I guess." The reply had been stern, annoyance written over your features with your eyes fixed on the cup sitting beside his bicep.

He pushed the drink across the polished granite, and you'd wrapped your fingers over the corrugated cardboard, a small thank you leaving your lips before you'd stepped back, turning on heel to walk toward the glass door and continue your path to work. "You're looking good - healthy." Suguru's words caused you to halt in your tracks, entertaining the idea of turning back to him and sparking a genuine conversation, but you'd fought the urge, reminding yourself of why you'd parted in the first place.

After thinking of him throughout the working day, anticipating your next meeting, the time had come. Only twenty four hours after the first encounter, you were back, anxiously walking through the door, clammy hand slipping from the metal of the handle as you made your way inside. Suguru was stood behind the counter, eyes landing on you as you brushed a few droplets of water from the front of your jacket, signifying the gentle spring rain from beyond the warmth of the cafe.

"Usual?" Suguru questioned as you'd brought your card from your bag, a slow nod in response. He rung the order up and you paid, before he got to work on the drink. As the machine whirred and he waited for the cup to slowly fill, Suguru turned to you, peering down through soft eyes. "How've you been?" The question fell from his lips and you raised a brow, mouth dropping open in surprise that he'd sparked dialogue between the pair of you. "Fine." The answer had been slightly abrupt due to the uncomfortable aura surrounding the pair of you. "How about you?" Adding on your own question was a way to lighten the mood after the hasty reaction, trying to play things cool. He smiled, shrugging a shoulder, hands wrapping over the cardboard cup and placing it on the counter-top. "I got a new job." The remark was said through an amused smirk, before he'd gave an actual answer. "Not much has changed, still me."

It was difficult to tell if he'd been testing the waters for initiating a relationship once more, whether platonic or not. Insinuating there hadn't been any change had surely meant he'd understood the pair of you couldn't see one another, as the entire reasoning behind your parting had been due to the need for growth. Perhaps it had been saddening that neither party had developed after promising to, and leaving the other behind. Though, parting ways was surely a sign of development within itself.

"Thanks for the coffee." Mumbling, you took the beverage into your hand, gesturing upward with the drink. "See you around." He'd spoken his good-bye, and yet there hadn't been a part of you that had wanted to leave. When losing yourself within the brown orbs once more, there was the pull again. The need to feel his embrace, to listen to his gentle voice. To wake up at sunrise to the smell of coffee and walk through the lounge to see him painting the city view below.

"Do you-" Beginning to speak, the bell above the door chimed. Suguru's gaze left yours and landed upon the customer walking in, and all confidence had left you. "Never mind." Uttering the phrase, you turned, leaving the store. The fact you'd almost asked Suguru if he'd wanted to go out hadn't hit you until you were at work, though you couldn't say you were happy to be interrupted. Maybe, this was fate's way of telling you it shouldn't happen.

Blaring music and lights are like a sensory overload. Out with friends, drinks in hand, you'd tried to focus on the rhythm and your hips, yet Suguru stuck in your mind. The only reason you'd accompanied them had been because you'd heard him mention the club on Friday to another colleague, and a part of you had hoped to find him here. Just as you'd lost hope, glancing toward the exit, you'd seen a tall brunette with his hair in a bun, heart skipping a beat.

Cigarette to lips, Suguru stood against the brick. The sight had been comforting, and almost surreal, after pushing him from your mind for so long and now feeling the familiarity of his presence, there had been that pull again. There was something about him so alluring- "I'm starting to think you're stalking me." He breathed, a cloud of smoke accompanying the statement. "On the contrary, my friend." You joined him, back slump to the wall, arms crossing to shield bare skin from the cool air.

"How's your night going?" With alcohol in your system, you'd had more conviction within your mind, an ability to muster up a discussion with much more ease. "Well, Satoru has already vomited, and Utahime is chewing his ear off - I think I'll be leaving soon." You thought back to the limited time you'd spent with his friends, only a few occasions you'd had moments with them. Another red flag from the relationship, though you'd enjoyed their personalities and dynamic when you'd had the chance. There were fond memories of a few nights out involving his group.

"I'll take your place." You teased, lips curving upward as you nudged him with your elbow. He rolled his eyes, though you hadn't focused too much on that, instead feeling flustered when realising that you'd touched him in such a friendly way. "I used to like hanging out with them - when you'd invite me." The admission was through sheepish lips, a scratch of your arm.

Suguru watched the roach before you, attention diverted, though spoke as if he'd been looking into your soul. "When I first saw you walk into the shop, it made me feel sad." You furrowed a brow at his statement, yet again left confused by his words. "It's like nothing had changed." The cigarette was flicked into the road, final blow from parted lips. "I've evaluated everything I'd done since we split, and it all felt the same."

Finally, Suguru turned to you, a spark within his eye. "But now, I'm realising things have changed, because I want to tell you how I feel instead of hiding it." His hand raised to your cheek, fingers resting over it as his thumb caressed the space between your nose and his palm. He smelled like tobacco, though you hadn't minded, instead appreciating the feeling of his touch. "When I see you, there's a feeling I can't shake. A pull."

Leaning forward, he hesitated, but closed the gap between you. His lips tasted how his fingers had smelled, with a hint of sweetness most likely originating from whatever he'd been drinking that evening. Before he'd connected himself with you, there had been doubt, yet now, with his mouth moving against your own, you'd agreed - things had changed. The way he kissed you hadn't been any less passionate than the first, or last time, but somehow, it had felt raw. Less artistic with his movements, and with the delay in leaning in to reconsider his actions, he'd shown you through his motions that there were differences, even if subtle.

When pulling back, met with his alleviated expression, half lidded eyes and glossy lips, his hand remained rested atop your face. "Have I ever told you about how I met Satoru?" His voice was low, breath fanning over your face as you slowly shook your head, lump in your throat. Before now, Suguru refused to speak of his past - the reason why he'd been so closed off.

Two years apart, and now, a lifetime together.

a/n: not edited/proof read sorryyyyyy

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grartsss · 1 month

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Geto’s DM: babe, I miss you

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slttygeto · 5 months

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note: reader knows a bit of french, very self indulgent.

teacher and twin girls dad! suguru who doesn’t watch his mouth around his 11 month old twin girls and ends up saying a curse word. you’re out on a little much needed shopping spree and told him you’ll be back in a bit, but now he wishes to just flee the country because he knows he’s in trouble.

“fuhck!” one of his baby girls repeats after him and all color is drained from his face.

“no no baby-“

“fuck fuck-“ the other twin joins her sister and suguru has to hold his head in his hands as he watches the chaos unfold before him. he needs them to learn another word, or find a word similar to the curse word to avoid getting in trouble with you—oh! he knows what to do.

fuck is similar to a french word you taught him…phoque…the animal, yeah! yeah you’d totally buy that!

“i’m back!” you announce as you open the door and the sound of your babies squealing and crying as they try to crawl towards you makes your heart swell.

“oh pretty girls, did you miss me? I thought you loved papa!” you pick both of them up with so much ease—11 months of learning how to do things when suguru wasn’t around truly paid off.

“hi baby,” suguru emerges from the kitchen with an apron around his waist and you giggle at how small it is before pecking his lips.

“hey there, you look so attractive,” you tease your husband and he rolls his eyes as he tries to take one of your baby girls from you, but she clings onto you and your jaw slightly drops.

“this is new! yesterday you refused to come to me,” you tease your little girl before pecking her check—not without doing the same to your other baby girl of course.

“dada fuhck!”

suguru watches as your smile drops and your head whips toward him and he cannot believe that he shivers at your stare. your husband has seen every side of you, but becoming a mother has definitely made you 10 times scarier (and more attractive).

“what?”

“oh you know, I turned on the TV and there was this french channel that had a documentary about animals and stuff—“

“you don’t even understand french.” shit, you weren’t buying it.

“but you do! and apparently, our girls got that from you—“

“suguru.” you say sternly and he slowly starts to accept his faith.

“chat!” “meoww,” the little interaction between your twin girls is unexpected. the random french coming out of their mouths makes you a bit confused, but suguru doesn’t care—it seems like you’re buying his story.

“that’s…cat in french—okay, but out of every animal they chose to say seal?” you sigh a little and suguru kisses your forehead.

“it’s okay, we can teach them other words like… bonjour?”

“hm, might as well do it.”

thank god you believed his bullshit of a story.

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shinyac0re · 4 days

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━━━ 𝑱𝑱𝑲 𝑺𝑴𝑨𝑼

Gojo,Geto,Nanami,Toge,Yuji,Choso,Yuta,Toji,Sukuna ━━━

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠

-gojo

-geto

-nanami

-yuji

-toge

-choso

-toji

-sukuna

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toji-girl · 2 months

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telling jjk men you're pregnant pt 2. 18+ only - mdni.

tags: pregnant fem! reader + not beta read + pregnancy announcement + fluff + flashbacks of the sex in italics + modern au (no curses) + feedback such as comments & reblogs are appreciated

ft: Suguru + Sukuna + Kento

part one - aot ver | mha ver | tr ver

↣ Suguru

tags: explicit smut + praising + dubcon because wine

Somehow, it didn't feel real when you looked at the plastic wrapped box as you leaned against the bathroom counter.

Two lines mean a positive, and you weren't sure how many you wanted it to have.

Following the instructions, you sat the stick on the counter and washed your hands, letting the three minutes tick by you paced the room.

When it finally came to your eyes, you looked everywhere but at the answer: two lines.

"Hey, are you ok? You've been in here for a while." Suguru's voice carried through the door as he knocked waiting for your answer.

You opened the door with the test up, his eyes shifting from you to the positive pregnancy test he was not expecting to see when he knocked feeling his stomach flip.

He stepped inside and looked at the test, then the box just to make sure he was reading it correctly. "Congratulations, daddy." You teased.

It was tense for a moment as he thought about where to move and how many bedrooms it would need. This apartment is no place for raising a baby. "When did it happen?" He asked curiously pulling you in his arms to kiss your head.

With your arms wrapped around his neck, you nuzzled your face into him thinking about when it could have happened, maybe it was on the night of your anniversary when you both came back home a little wine-drunk, or it could've been when he came home late from work and found you masturbating.

"Not sure, because it's not like you pull out every time, but I think it was our anniversary." You replied pulling away to look at the stick then him, the memories swirling in your head.

Your giggling could be heard down the hallway as you leaned against Suguru, well it was more like you were trying to drape yourself over him moaning about how good he smelled and how handsome he looked.

He knew he was in for it tonight, anytime you got any sort of alcohol in you it usually ended with you slobbering on his cock, the way it hardened and felt so silky smooth and warm on your tongue.

There was something also to be said about the way you looked on top of him, how your fingers threaded through his hair and tugged on the raven roots when his mushroom tip kissed your cervix blending pain and pleasure together like a woven blanket.

As soon as the door was open the both of you were on each other, his arms wrapped around your waist and yours around his neck kissing him deeply, it was messy and needy stealing the air from your lungs.

His large hands moved down to your ass cupping the cheeks to pull you closer to him then you could hear him unzipping your dress slowly as his mouth moved to your neck when your head tilted back.

Suguru loved the way you panted when you got worked up, the whiny tone of your voice as you stepped out of the pooled fabric surrounding your feet, your painted lips curled into a smirk.

"You've been giving me bedroom eyes all night and you were teasing me under the table, you're so mean to me." You pouted with a giggle as you walked backwards landing on the couch with more giggles.

He watched you and unknotted his tie with one hand as he made his way over to the couch kneeling between your legs to see how wet you were and when you spread your thighs to give him a better view he sucked in a breath through clenched teeth feeling his dick throb.

His thumbs splayed you open to see your hole clench and flutter around nothing begging to be filled. "So pretty, I could stare at you forever." He murmured and you weren't sure if he was talking about you or your pussy that leaked copious amounts of clear slick.

Slowly he slid his hands under your ass to grab the fabric of your panties to pull them off leaving you naked, something he imagined throughout the night as if he hasn't seen you bare multiple times.

A soft gasp left your mouth when he attached his mouth to your cunt sucking and licking it with the utmost care in the world, the tip of his tongue flicked your clit before swirling it over and over again letting his fingers join in curling deep inside you pulling more pleasure.

It never really took much before you always started begging for his cock that made your toes curl, connecting with him in this way was something you treasured, being able to see him come undone.

Suguru loved to eat pussy and not just for you, but for himself too and he really is a selfish man when it comes to that. Giving you orgasms until you can't take it anymore and you're on the verge of tears from how good you felt.

"Suguru!" You whined and tugged on his hair again as your hips jerked up when his fingertips grazed your g-spot making you gasp and tug harder feeling your orgasm bubble and simmer higher.

He chuckled and sat back on his heels to lick his lips first before wiping away the mess with the back of his hand watching you with your legs spread still and wet and swollen pussy begging for more.

And who is he to deny you?

Especially when you looked at him like that, those shiny eyes and bottom lip quivering as you unbuckled his belt when he kneeled letting you do so and while usually, you prefer both of you were naked you didn't care that he was still fully dressed as he slapped the length of his cock against your pussy.

He watched the way you shivered under his touch, your hands cupping your breasts before moving to the back of your knees keeping your legs open obscenely wide as he rutted against you.

Obsidian eyes stayed low and hazed over with a cloud of lust as he thrust just the tip inside watching the way your cunt tried to hug and pull him further in with a deep huff he gripped the fat of your thighs.

Slowly but surely he inched inside you until you could feel the soft pubic hair against you, his sack rested against the curve of your ass as you mewed his name arching your back while he watched you.

With precise movements, Suguru fucked you nice and slow watching. "You take me so well, I love how you were made for me." He whispered in your ear when he bent down to kiss you deeply.

His tongue tangled with yours as your fingers found purchase in his hair moaning into his mouth when he found your sweet spot making sure to hit over and over to keep you nice and pliant for him.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head blurring your vision of your boyfriend hunched over you, his hair coming out of his bun, sweat dotted along his hairline as he fucked you deeper and slower.

"Coming!" You cried out.

It was fruitless really to say it when Suguru could feel you clamp down on him, your walls milking him as your orgasm hit you with full force causing you to wither under him while you rode your high.

The wine made your core temperature higher than what it usually was as did the way your boyfriend made you feel when he fucked you like this, the care and love he poured into you made you feel tingly.

As did the cum he emptied into you. Hot and thick.

You both clung to each other coming down from your shared highs sharing kisses and laughs as he rested his forehead against yours.

"Thinking about it now I think it was that night because we did it on the couch, the bed, the bathroom and when we got into the kitchen it happened again on the counter." Suguru mused with a soft smile.

The both of you stood in the bathroom now enveloped in each other's arms with the shared news of the life growing inside you.

↣ Sukuna

tags: explicit smut + oc characters + he might be ooc? + one ass slap + I'll put degradation just in case but it's not really + size kink + he picks you up and fucks you that way (he's strong as hell, ok? he can pick you up, trust me)

"So you're telling me we're going to play pregnancy roulette?" You asked in disbelief while blinking like an owl as you stared at your two best friends who nodded with laughter and three pregnancy tests.

Mai tore the plastic off the boxes and handed white sticks out like she was a teacher passing out tests that would determine your passing or failing grade. "We're all in committed relationships and I've seen a few videos like this, I got three more in case one does turn out positive." Her eyes landed on you with a knowing grin.

Sui, Mai's twin sister laid back on your couch looking at the test in her hand with furrowed eyebrows. "What do we do if it does end up positive?" She asked curiously throwing you both a look.

You shrugged and bit your bottom lip thinking about how yours would end up. With the way Sukuna hasn't been able to keep his hands off you lately you were leaning towards it having two lines.

Fifteen minutes later the three of you crammed in your bathroom looking on the counter at the mixed-up tests, the strips quickly turning, all of them but one ended up with one line meaning one of you was pregnant and now it was time to find out who it was.

Another ten minutes later you stared at your positive pregnancy test with wide eyes. "Wait--how did this happen?" You muttered out loud looking down at the two very dark lines.

Sui spoke up first. "When a man loves a woman-"

"I know how it happened!" You snapped and turned away from them to gather yourself and your bearings. Sukuna would be home soon and you had to tell him, a small part of you felt like this was his plan.

Mai and Sui had a hushed conversation until you turned back around with tears streaming down your face, a mixture of being scared and excited swirled in your belly as you looked at your best friends.

They pulled you into a hug shushing away your tears and cooing about how you're going to make such a wonderful mom.

Your husband was a man that you couldn't keep secrets from, all he had to do was look at you and he just knew. "We should get going, I assume your man is on the way home to you," Sui said gently.

You both bid them goodbye at the front door making promises to call them later or invite them over tomorrow, it was a weekly thing when the three of you got together to gossip about things.

When they left and you were left alone you hurried back to the bathroom for the test before you ended back up on the couch waiting for Sukuna letting your mind run a million miles per hour thinking about the night of the conception or what you thought it was.

Sukuna sat in his office tucked away desperate to finish up this meeting over the phone, irritation colored his voice as he spoke to his partners knowing that you were in the bath naked and wet and alone.

"What do you think about next quarter? We need to make sure that we get this looked over and signed before next week, this is important, Mr. Sukuna." One of them piped up with an attitude.

He sighed deeply and rubbed his hand over his face leaning back in his chair, his massive body making it creak as he glanced over at the picture of you on his desk, his pretty wife, and little plaything.

The thought of you kneeling between his legs under his desk while sucking his cock ran rampant in his head while trying his best to listen to his partner's ramble as he slid his hand in his pj pants.

He could almost feel your mouth around him, your tight and wet throat trying to relax the best it could to take him whole, his cock was as thick as he was and long too, it really reminded you of those monstercocks sex shops made for dildos and sex toys of the sort.

"Baby?"

Your soft voice floated from the doorway as you stood there still dripping wet, the sweet smell of fruit wafted toward him making him growl in his chest like a beast as he patted his knee scooting back.

Quickly you joined him and curled into his lap letting him snake a giant arm around your waist tucking you closer to him.

He muted the phone and looked at you, one large palm cradling your face as you leaned in to kiss him slowly letting it ravel into something else, something more needy and hot and heavy, his fingers tugged your towel off leaving you bare for his greedy hands and eyes.

Fingers pulled at your skin eliciting a chorus of moans and hushed sighs as he manhandled you into position to straddle him.

"You're so handsome, how did I get so lucky?" You asked tracing his lips with your fingers staring deep into his eyes feeling your heart flutter in your chest, it was intense in the way he looked back at you.

Sukuna didn't say anything but smirked as he leaned in to kiss you again, his cock still throbbed and it was something you could no longer ignore and you knew exactly what he liked.

Slowly you lowered yourself to your knees on the plush carpet of his office before you tugged on the band of his pants revealing his dick that pulsed and leaked in your hand, warm and heavy you jerked him off from base to tip slowly licking your lips while watching him.

You looked so good like this.

Under his desk, mouth open and ready as you jerked his cock slowly before leaning in to wrap your lips around him suckling on the tip.

His head lolled back with a soft thump as you sat up more sitting on your heels to deepthroat him the best you could feeling tears spring to your eyes as you tried to swallow him gaggling loudly.

Spit dripped down the side of his dick as you bobbed up and down never losing eye contact while you cradled his sack in your palm giving them a very slight squeeze and hearing him groan deeply.

"Look at you. My good little cocksucker." He praised you knowing you enjoyed it when he talked to you like that, his voice deep and gravely as he helped you along pushing your head down a bit more.

Something else you didn't mind, you loved the size difference and how much bigger and stronger he was than you. Being man-handled was a turn on and it was something you couldn't deny.

Just before his orgasm broke open Sukuna pulled you off him with a wet pop and then he rolled his chair back more until he stood at his full height helping you to his feet. "Jump up for me." He demanded.

You listened and jumped up letting him catch you, your legs wrapped around his waist as his hands cupped your ass. This way you could feel his dick pressed against you making you whine with need.

"Always so impatient for me." Sukuna chuckled watching you try to fuck yourself on him.

He sat you on the desk for a quick second to slip his arms under the back of your knees letting your legs dangle over his arms keeping you spread open for him so he could see himself sliding into you.

Both of you let out a moan in unison as he slowly thrust inside until he was bottomed out stretching you out. "Oh! Sukuna!" You moaned letting him pick you up dropping you down more onto his cock.

This way it felt like he was in your womb.

You clung to him, your manicured fingers dug into his flesh leaving crescent moons behind in the flesh as he dragged you up and down the length of himself like you weighed nothing and to to him you really did.

Sukuna couldn't get enough of the way you became cock drunk, whining and moaning for him to go rougher and deeper, how you begged him to cum inside because anywhere else is a waste.

"Right there! Yes! Yes! Oh!" You mewled throwing your head back and listening to the sounds of where you both met in a sticky and wet mess that permeated the room with a heavy smell of sex.

Using his strength, Sukuna treated you like his own personal sex toy bouncing you up and down roughly on his cock that quickly grew a creamy white ring around the base the more he fucked up into you.

Overwhelmed with the sensations you didn't even know your orgasm hit you until your husband stopped all movement burying himself as deep as he could before coming and filling you with his cum that he only fucked into you deeper.

Once the both of you were done breathing heavily and trying to catch your breaths he put you down on his desk before he slowly pulled out to see thick white clumps ooze from your gaping pussy, you pushed the globs of it out letting it dribble to the floor.

"That's a waste." He muttered and slowly slid two fingers inside you to keep you nice and plugged up.

"Fall asleep waiting for me?" Sukuna asked as he nudged you awake gently with his hand against your shoulder, sleep tried to keep your eyes glued shut while you sat up slowly feeling a wave of nausea.

You smiled and cupped his cheek letting him sit next to you on the couch before crawling into his lap nuzzling your face in his shirt and inhaling his scent with a groan. "I'm pregnant." You blurted out.

His eyebrows furrowed and you saw a flash of something cross his face but it was so quick you weren't sure what it was. "Really?"

"Yup."

There was an awkward silence as he digested the idea of having a baby, it was something he didn't mind happening or if it didn't he would be okay either way, having a little one that's half you and half him running around really didn't sound all bad truthfully.

You sighed pulling him out of his thoughts then felt him massage your lower back staying wrapped up in each other's embrace.

↣ Kento

tags: explicit smut + heavy breeding + car sex + sensation deprivation (his tie around your eyes)

The idea of pregnancy has always made you a little nervous, the idea of growing another human being and then having to push said human out made you second-guess it a lot whenever anyone asked if you and Kento had any or if you two were trying which seemed personal.

Most would think that Kento was boring in the bedroom or didn't really want sex much, his attitude didn't seem like it at all and that's why you tell people never to judge a book by its cover.

But little did they know it was a fuck fest at your house almost every night.

A lot of people would dub your husband as someone who enjoyed missionary at seven pm only on Sunday evenings, but he was the opposite. Kento ate you alive and spit you back out only to put you back together again just to pick you apart once more with his cock.

You grew out of that idea quickly after meeting Kento, he's the type of man that any woman would want a baby with and to be his wife.

And you got to be the lucky one who gets folded like a lawn chair.

There was no way of telling when your mind shifted to the idea of having a family but whenever it happened, Kento took note almost immediately, it was something he wanted as well.

After being together for almost ten years and a small gap that you didn't count as anything but a small breather, explore yourselves before quickly finding each other again not long after.

Neither of you could really live without the other.

Kento was in the high rise of his career, you two have traveled and done everything else you wanted to do, and having a family with the man you love was the final step you wanted to take with him.

"Let's have a baby."

You let that slip from your lips one night while you and Kento sat across from each other, your hand on his as you leaned over and fed him letting him chew on that and your sentence.

He nodded his head and smiled, a rare occurrence but you treasured it when it happened. "Are you sure about it?" He asked tilting his head a little making sure it was what you wanted.

The way he asked had you second-guessing it, maybe you read the signs all wrong?

His fingers pushed their way between yours gently. "Where did you just go now?" Kento asked curiously with a tinge of worry.

"I am sure yes, I've been thinking about it lately but unless you don't want to then we don't have to I mean-"

Kento leaned over to press his lips against yours. "Then let's have one, you'd make a very good mother and you'll look beautiful pregnant." He murmured cupping your cheek when he pulled away.

Between the romantic aura of the restaurant, the rose in the middle, and the candlelight flickering over his face you gripped your dress under the table and smiled feeling your whole body heat up.

That's how you found yourself riding Kento in the backseat of his car, with his tie wrapped around your head keeping you from seeing anything which only heightened all your other senses.

Especially when Kento touched you because you had no idea when he would draw your nipple into his mouth as you bounced up and down his cock while his fingers dug into the fat of your hips.

He helped you fuck him while you pulled him closer to you forcing more of your tit in his mouth hearing him moan against your flesh when your pussy pulsed around him hot and so tight like this.

Kento leaned back to get a better view of you taking what you wanted so bad, your lipstick smeared from the stolen kisses and your mouth hung up pouring out pornographic moans when he fucked back.

With his feet firmly planted on the floorboard he thrust his hips when you sat down again making you cry out his name, your fingers curled into his shirt and twist the material. "Kento! Right there!" You moaned.

Hearing what he needed too he let his hand drift down to where you both were connected to circle your clit adding to the whirlwind of pleasure he put you in, your hands stayed flat on the roof as you fucked him back leaning in to find his mouth in a messy kiss.

Your teeth clinked together as the car rocked with the motions, the heady smell of sex filled the cabin as you both chased that high wanting to cum desperately and Kento wanted to breed you.

He wouldn't say it out loud but each time he fucked you there was a small part of him that waited for you to miss your period then it would come and he would be reminded that it didn't stick.

This time he was going to make sure it did.

Suddenly you found yourself on your back and legs thrown over Kento's shoulder as he flipped you both effortlessly before sliding back inside you to the hilt with a low guttural moan.

You wished you could see his face screwed up in pleasure as he felt your cunt hug him like a wet vice that threatened to milk him dry.

"Fuck." He gritted out between his teeth when you moved your legs to wrap around his waist.

"Inside! Cum inside me! Breed me!" You begged, your voice hoarse as you yanked his tie off, your eyes glassy and blown out as your orgasm rose higher and higher until it crashed over you.

You tugged Kento closer holding onto him moaning his name over and over feeling his own climax being triggered by your cunt massaging him until he painted your insides white.

That night you remembered well.

It was something that neither of you could forget and when you missed your period Kento came home with a test where he was greeted by the front door with a soft kiss and hugs.

He stayed in the bathroom with you and stayed close as you washed your hands while watching the test. "Two lines means positive and one line is negative." You muttered out loud.

Kento moved to stand behind you and wrap his arms around your waist to see two lines slowly appearing.

You all but swiped it off the counter to get a better look before turning in his arms shoving the test in his face with a shit-eating grin.

"We did it!" You cried and hugged him tightly soaking the front of his shirt with tears as he held you feeling his own emotions take hold of him, having a baby with you he knew would be the best thing to happen to him besides marrying you that is.

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todorokies · 2 months

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cherry blossoms, tarot cards & chamomile - suguru geto

contents: sfw, fluff, meet-cute at book store, fem!reader, strangers to potential lovers, mentions of curses & whatnot, tarot cards reading,, 1.5k words.

a/n: this one goes out to the hopeless romantics who wanna fall in love in a bookstore aka me (we hear & see you)

spring has sprung as one would say. the pale snow that covered the ground has melted away, which in turn allows the freshly cut grass to flourish.

cherry blossoms had recently littered the streets alongside the sidewalks, with each petal engaging in a unique twirl that fluttered like a dragonfly before angelically collapsing on the concrete.

with spring came along new missions suguru would have to endure either by himself or with his trusted friend —and nuisance— satoru. as curse energy that once accumulated during the toughest season gets released during the warmer seasons.

today was different however, the pair had been sent into town to retrieve a relic from the past of jujutsu history; a two thousand year old book that slipped out of the archives and has been rumoured to be contained in a bookstore hidden in the nooks of jimbocho.

“the warm breeze outside might fix the low oxygen levels in your heads.” yaga sarcastically reasons when satoru made his complaints about the origins of the mission known.

the raven haired sorcerer reprimanded his tone but expressed his concerns in a more diligent manner. anyone with half a brain would know it would take many decades to successfully pawn through each and every bookshop in the jimbocho district for a specific book, that neither of them even have the slightest clue as of what it looks like.

nonetheless, they were shooed off campus with a pat on the back and a simple: “you’ll know it when you see it—or rather feel it.”

suguru now navigated through the busy streets alone, —his white haired companion taking off a few hours ago on his own journey— with both hands in his pockets taking in the simplicities of life that surrounded him while keeping his eyes sharp for any unusual curse energy.

each corner he’d turn the storefronts would be filled with colourful book spines neatly lined adjacent to one another. the harsh sound of crimped sandpaper occasionally made its presence known when a costomer would flip through the pages.

a bitter earthly aroma tangoed with the wind. one would simply scrunch their nose up and turn the other way but for suguru, the olden smell of books filled him with comfort.

elderly couples hand in hand, a few children accompanied by their parents, and the complementary store cats that would linger in the isles or be found curled up on a random stack of books.

after roaming about and checking a few stores for their recent inventory stock, suguru oddly felt inclined towards a particular store that was larger than the others.

he enters, a ring of a bell from above signals his arrival. immediately, the smell of different assortments of tea wafts in and lingers in his nose.

a café combined with a bookstore…that’s definitely convenient. he eyes the ‘ring for assistance’ bell that rest apon the main counter, he lightly scoffs before ringing it.

“how many times do i have to tell your ass, no, you can’t conduct a séance he—” you round the tight, abelit, breathable corner to face the person it seems you weren’t expecting. you slightly jump back in a frightened manner then regain your composure, or more so, your customer service demeanour.

“my apologies! business is slow today and i thought a rather persistent costomer had came back. do you need help with a book or would you like to order something?” you enunciate your words with care, trying to not let any vocal cracks slip as you fiddle with your colourful apron which is a rather stark contrast from your all black work uniform.

suguru would pride himself as goal oriented man. the kind demands of asking to take a look at your recent stocks to see if the cursed book has fallen onto your shelves nearly wavers past his lips but the faint smell of his favourite tea clouds his better judgement.

“yes, i’d take chamomile tea with honey please.”

“coming right up!” you popped the ‘p’, scurrying off into the back to prepare his choice of beverage. alone with his thoughts again, suguru observed his surroundings with more caution.

the store has a whimsical charm to it. different array of ambiance lighting scattered throughout the establishment, vintage burgundy rugs made an appearance here and there, a few wooden chairs cushioned by velvet and a long couch that looks as if it has been passed down through many generations.

a sturdy coffee table in the middle and of course, the probably hundreds of thousands books neatly tucked in the shelves.

he wonders if you run this big place by yourself, must be a hassle if you do. he also wonders why a séance was mentioned by you in an irritated tone. maybe it could connect to his current mission? he plans on subtly bringing the topic up.

“one chamomile with honey!” you cheerfully announce handing over his mug. you don’t miss the way your heart skips a few beats when your fingers accidentally brush against his.

suguru nods his head to express his thanks. while digging for his wallet he brings up what’s been on his mind, “what was that séance you were talking about before?” he lightheartedly inquires.

you cautiously look over your shoulders and nibble on your bottom lip, as if you were scared someone might hear, “nothing too serious i suppose. these past few days business has plummeted cause there’s been talk about how this place is haunted.”

a small beat passes.

“which it isn’t by the way! just some silly stuff kids say when they wanna get under uncle daichi’s skin,” you grimace.

you then go on a bit of a tangent about how the alleged “hauntings” started a few weeks ago, just about the same time you gotten a new inventory restock. books would fly off shelves, unnerving whispers can be heard, lights would flicker and the atmosphere would turn unsettling.

suguru is unfazed yet intrigued by this, he calmly listens as his sharp eyes never leaves your face. he notices how animated your expressions are when retelling the events; you talk heartily with your hands as well as your voice that creates a certain bass to match your feelings.

he hums as he takes a slip from his mug, “can you show me the known hotspot for these hauntings?” you nod eagerly and swiftly move from your spot at the front desk to the back of the store.

yaga wasn’t kidding when he said he’d be able to feel the cursed book, as the cursed energy in the air multiples a tenfold when they step into the secluded part of the store the lighting couldn’t reach. he wonders how a cursed object this powerful was able to conceal itself from being spotted for so long.

suguru plucks the hefty grimoire off the shelf, small dust particles flying in its wake, “i’d like to purchase this one.” you look at him as if he grew an extra pair of eyes, but quickly shrug off any confusion and lead him back to the front of the store to cash him out.

as you progress his payment you feel conflicted about letting this particular stranger go so soon. holding him up for a few minutes couldn’t hurt, right?

“uhh.. wait, with each purchase a tarot card reading is offered free of charge. would you like to know what the future potentially has in store for you?”

suguru presses his lips in a thin line and sighs. he doesn’t have time for this and doesn’t believe in cards beholding a hidden future, however he is a sorcerer and just bought a book that would be a danger to society if not soon contained. raining on other peoples parade simply isn’t his forte.

he softly smiles with his eyes turning into crescent moons, “hit me.”

you try to conceal your excitement as you bring out a deck bound together by a rubber band. you start shuffling until four different cards slip out of the deck.

death, judegment, eight of cups, and the lovers.

“intresting…don’t be too alarmed by the death card, it could indicate the decay of a friendship that doesn’t hinder towards your beliefs or an troublesome habit finally coming to an end.”

you continue, “judement and eight of cups go hand in hand as your new calls for action may put certain things into perspective for you, as this chosen path may lead to dissatisfaction.”

“and finally, the lovers card is the nice light at the end of the tunnel. someone you can confine in and pour your heart out to; tarot cards can be interpreted in millions of ways so, take what i say with a grain of salt.” you smile as you put the cards away to bid the stranger farewell.

suguru stares astonished absorbing this information, you’re good. he’ll give you that. “well..thanks for the reading and the tea, have a great day.”

and just like that, he turns his back to leave until he stops just in front of the door. “oh, and i can assure you the ‘hauntings’ should come to an end now.” he smirks and waves you goodbye.

you smile until he fully leaves which is when the realization hits that you didn’t even get the chance to get his name, you frown and groan into your palms.

maybe he’ll swing by again…hopefully.

reblogs & feedback is extremely appreciated !! <3

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cursedkeyboard · 3 months

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PATIENCE ● Tutor!Geto Suguru & Student!Reader

You've been struggling with school for the past month, in more ways than one, and your parents finally decide to hire a tutor to help you with your exams. Despite your hesitation, Suguru seems to be hell bent on helping you with more than just studying.

Pairings: Platonic tutor!Suguru & Student!Reader

Warning: NOT beta nor proofread! Expect mistakes!

Let's say school is kicking your ass, high school or college, doesn't matter, you are getting your ass kicked anyway

Pulling all-nighters, skipping meals, watching youtube study hacks, you tried it all but only succeeded in making yourself utterly exhausted

Your parents, watching you get more and more desperate and no closer to achieving your academic goal, finally decide to hire a tutor to help you

The tutor? Suguru Geto, of course

At first, you were wary of the handsome guy

C'mon, now, a handsome young man in his early twenties, already busy with college and a side job, just decided to pick up another gig as a private tutor?

No one could be that smart, handsome, and kind

But after the very first day, you were proven wrong

Suguru was unlike anyone you ever met, unlike any teacher you ever had the distaste of knowing

He was patient and understanding, decided that the two of you should talk and get to know each other first before any lessons

Which, although you were a little awkward and shy, helped so much

Getting to know him allowed you to relax and learn a couple of things about the seemingly flawless man

Suguru hates bitter food, likes the smell of flowers though he is allergic to them, and has a best friend with the brightest eyes known to man

That, you doubted, but it was fascinating to watch his eyes soften when he spoke about that friend

Once you two found a good rhythm, you found yourself more comfortable sharing your struggles with him

The subjects you couldn't get, the teachers who never really helped, the exhaustion and anxiety

Suguru, to your surprise, related

He opened up about how he also doesn't get things right away, always has to study for hours on end, and sometimes skipped a couple of meals on accident when he found himself struggling with something

Which helped you relax

To know someone as smart as him also struggles like you allowed the tight coil of shame in your chest unwind slowly

He told you, with a soft gaze and gentle words, that you might just be forcing yourself too hard to understand the entire subject rather than working the small kinks here and there that caused the entire thing to sound nonsensical to your brain

You were skeptical

Of course you here, you'd been studying for weeks without any reward, but Suguru sounded so hopeful and kind that you couldn't help but give in

And so you two started studying for a couple of hours every two days

Now, three weeks later

A couple of days before your not-so-dreaded-anymore exam

You find yourself gliding through the exercises

It makes sense, and every time Suguru smiles at you, ruffling your hair with a proud laugh when you finish yet another paper easily, you feel an all-consuming warmth in your chest

You aren't a fuck up, you're not a failure or dumb

You just needed someone who took time and was patient with you

Suguru didn't force you to study a certain way, he worked with you to find the best way to allow you to understand the problems

And when he found it, he adapted to it

He encouraged you after every correct answer and soothed your worries when you found yourself struggling with anything

Shoulder pats, hair ruffles, his terrible candy

Sometimes, when he found you with red rimmed eyes and eyebags, he'd tell you to lady on your bed, him on your desk, and you two would just talk for an hour until you relaxed

"There's no point forcing yourself to study if your brain is too full of other worries, sweetheart. We can start when you feel better."

Seriously, the guy is the best

Suguru, unlike so many teachers and professors out there, understands that every person's learning experience is unique to them, and made sure to understand how yours worked

He never called you slow or acted frustrated

He would repeat the same explanation ten times over if you needed it

And now, as he praises you once again for effortlessly finishing the exercise sheet he'd prepared, you think you really should ask your parents to hire him as a full-time private tutor

You just hope he will confess to his so called best friend soon

The best friend he talks about every study session

For all his genius, Suguru sure is slow when it comes to romance

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ze0re · 6 months

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𝐀𝐍. happy halloween my spooky ghosts 👻 (let’s pretend this was posted on halloween) just wanted ti say thank you to the people who read and enjoyed some of the kinktober stories even If they weren’t written to my fullest I still appreciate you guys :). I would also like to apologize AGAIN for missing some of the stories I said I was going to write, for the Choso request I still have to work on It and whoever requested I’m soooo sorry for delay (ಡ‸ಡ). But after this I will work on It!

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It was an ordinary in the apartment. Quiet, Sun shining into the big living room you were sitting in, underneath a warm blanket as you watched your show. As long as those two knuckle heads were out of the house you had it allll to yourself. For the afternoon at least— but hey. Better than nothing, you sinked more into the couches cushion continuing to dive deeper into your tv program.

6:30pm

It’s been three hours since you’ve been alone for the day, still deep into your program that played. You were so into it you had forgotten to re fill the cat food for your cat, when the soft brown furred creature jumped on the couch practically marching her way towards your chest meowing as loud as she could trying to gain your attention. When you felt her paws start making biscuits on your chest trying to catch your attention you glanced down with a raised a brow. “What is it now?.” You asked a bit annoyed taking your attention off your show, she meowed jumping off your chest walking towards her food bowl. You sighed lifting the blankets off your body, getting off the couch walking towards where she was leading you. When she stopped in front of her food bowl pawing at it you quickly realized.

I forgot to refill the food bowl!?

In an instant you ran towards to the pantry where you kept her food and treats grabbing the wet food from the top shelf, walking back to grab her food bowl placing it on the counter as she followed you. she jumped ontop of it sitting down, watching you. You put down the wet food onto the counter, going to the fridge to grab some blueberries. “I’m so sorry pretty girl— mama was too caught up in her show.” You pampered as you petted behind her eyes feeling her tiny head lean against your hand meowing making you smile, “I’ll take that as you forgive me.” You said before booping her tiny black nose going back to fixing her food, when you were fixing her food you hadn’t realized the ring notification buzz indicating the trouble maker duo was home.

Till it was too late.

When you were done making her food, bending down to set it down you heard a snickered. “What a nice welcoming (Y/N).” Oh no. You almost stumbled to the ground trying to pick yourself back up standing up straight to spot the duo looking at you, suguru was flushed as satoru bit his lip, your eyes widen remembering you were only wearing your underwear and a white tank top that showed your stomach. You were quick to grab the blanket off the couch covering up your body as you glared at them, “Stop staring you perverts! You weren’t supposed to be home till 8.” You snarled watching as Gojo’s face turned into a pout at you covering yourself, “They let us go early since we were done with our work.” Said Suguru who shrugged his shoulders with a bitten lip, “Yeah, what he said. But If I known you roam the house practically naked everyday..maybe I should stay home more often.” Satoru smirked walking a little closer to you as you stepped back, Suguru sighed shaking his head. “Satoru, careful where you step.” He said as Satoru only chuckled. “Or what? Not like she can do anything.” He grinned as you rolled your eyes tightening your grip on the blanket, again Suguru sighed, “Not her i’m talking about-“

He got interrupted when he heard a loud hiss and a man child by his side gripping his arm standing behind him. “her.” He sighed. You grinned looking down at (C/N) who rubbed along your leg meowing sweetly like nothing happened, “Aww that’s such a good girl.” You cooed leaning down to grab your cat into your arms feeling her nuzzle her head with yours as you walked away towards your room, Satoru glared at the cat as he gripped harder on Sugurus arms, “Till this day I don’t understand why that damn cat hates me.” He said. “Maybe because you always harass her owner. Now let go of me.” Suguru said snatching his arm away from him hearing Satoru pout, “Suguruuuu! Dont hate me too!” Suguru groaned rolled his eyes making his way toward his the kitchen. “Satoru maybe you should lower it down one day, hm? She’s gonna end up slapping you for being a pervert.” He said going into the fridge to grab a drink hearing Satoru grunt, “You’re no better than me.” He mumbled, “You have thoughts of fuc-“ “Satoru!” He interrupted slamming down his cup on accident, when he realized what he did he cleared his throat with a pinkish blush. “Keep that between me and you.” He mumbled looking at Satoru who looked back with a smirk, “Oh come on Suguru. One day you gotta let go of that innocent act~ Besidesss we already agreed on the thing.”

Oh yes.

The thing.

He huffed, “I forgot about that..” He mumbled with a sigh, “Do you think she’ll even agree to it?.” He questioned watching Satoru snicker, “I know she will. Have you seen how competitive she is? She’ll agree to it.” He chuckled getting off the counter, “Besides we’re going out tonight, we might as well test her luck.” He grinned walking towards your door with a huffy Suguru following behind, Satoru knocked on your door nonstop till you got fed up swinging the door open with a glare on your face. “What!?” He looked down to see you wearing pants and a hoodie covering the tank top and white panties you had on. He pouted jokingly, “Aww why’d you change?.” You scoffed crossing your arms in response leaning against the door, “What the hell do you guys want.” You questioned looking between the two men who looked at each other the back to you, Satoru grinned. “We have a little game we wanna play with you.”

You raised a brow, “What game?.” You asked curious watching as Gojo pulled out a pair of panties. You stared at the dangling thin undies in confusion till it clicked, making your eyes widened looking between Satoru and Suguru. “Since me and Suguru are going out...and if you accept the game. You’ll have to wear these the whole night with me or him controlling it.” The thought of either Satoru or Suguru controlling your orgasms made your stomach twist in a knot, you cleared your throat continuing to stare at the dangling thing feeling flustered. “Before I play your stupid game.” You trailed glaring at him, “What are the ”Rules””. You huffed crossing your arms over your chest watching as Suguru and Satoru looked at each other. Satoru turned back around with a smirk, “You can’t relive yourself till we get back home, meaning no sneaking off to the bathroom to try and relieve yourself. If you do, you lose.” Your eyes furrow, “What’s the deal.” Satoru bit his lip shrugging, “If we win, we get to fuck you.” Gets to fuck me?!2? You almost felt your eyes pop out of there sockets before clearing your throat for the second time, “And if i win?.”

“You get to do whatever you’ll like with us.” Suguru said with a look..you made eye contact with him instantly taking your eyes away from him feeling your legs shake. That look he had did something to do…looked like a predator hunting its pray. You looked between the undies and them making a decision…in an instant you were quick to snatch the thing out of Satoru’s hand, slamming your door close going straight to your closet to find a dress. “I’m so gonna win.” You grinned pulling out the black dress.

Why am I so nervous?. I shouldn’t be nervous right?..But I can’t help but to..they’ve been eyeing me ever since we got here..you thought chugging the rest of your drink letting your eyes flicker between them as they kept a good eye on you, like they were hunting. Your legs shifted a little as you looked away back to the bar to keep your attention away from them, wondering what tricks they have up their sleeves. You pulled your hand up indicating another drink, the bartender walked towards you with a small grin, “What can I get you?.” He asked almost In a flirty tone but shaking It off you pushed your glass forward, “Gimmie the strongest drink you got.” You said back making eye contact with him as he nodded his head giving you a small wink. You didn’t think much of It just looking around the club waiting for your drink till suddenly you felt a vibration run through you making you jolt forward with a small gasp. Your nails gripped on the counter as you looked up to see Gojo smirking with his hand in his pocket with Geto staring at you as he sipped his drink.

You glared towards the white haired bastard but that only added more fuel to the fire feeling the vibration increase making your eyes go wide, whining a little. When the bartender came back with your drink he raised a brow seething down your glass, “You okay?.” He asked and you slowly nodded your head, “Y-Yes! Just fine!.” You answered with a slight high pitched voice biting back the obvious moans that tried the escape, the bartender looked at you with concern but shrugged it off sliding your drink over and going back to working. Your teeth gritted together as you stared at Satoru watching as his smirk grew at your reaction, fuck. The vibrations that were shooting through you felt so damn good..It was hitting your clit in the right place in the right spot, shit…you felt like you were gonna cum feeling that familiar knot in your stomach. Without thinking you slightly jolted your hips forward practically grinding against the toy to let yourself cum but was instantly denied by Satoru turning off the toy. Your eyes started watered but you sucked it back sighing deeply trying to not get frustrated at the fact you’ve lost your orgasm. You weren’t gonna let them win. You cleared your throat straighten your posture putting a smile on your face as you chugged down the glass, slamming it back onto the counter before standing up from your seat. “ I won’t let them win”

“Not In a million years.”

It’s been a good two hours since this little game started and honestly..It’s been hell! Every fifteen minutes they would take turns turning the dam toy on an off! The second time you were on the dance floor, enjoying yourself till all of sudden you felt waves of vibrations hit your clit making you almost fall to the ground by your legs shaking from the shock, the third time you thought you were gonna finally cum…till Suguru turned It off the last minute making you accidentally get mad at the person that was talking to you..and the fourth time…you were reaching your limit. You haven’t came in the last two and a half hours..you were getting frustrated and impatient, with out second thought you got up from the table you were sitting at rushing towards a bathroom to please yourself. You were getting sick of it! You needed to cum..before you could even reach the handle to the bathroom you felt hands on your hips pulling you away from It. You lost the game. Satoru chuckled in your ear rubbing his hands up and down your hips, “You lost doll..which means.”

They get to fuck you.

How fun.

The moment you guys got into the door lips were all over you. Satoru had your lips trapped with his as Suguru was standing behind you kissing your neck leaving his marks on your skin. You whined Into Satoru’s mouth as you felt his hands forcefully move your head to side to give Suguru more space to kiss and suck against your neck. Suguru let his hands linger around your body as you kept backing up into him slowly feeling him get hard against you. He groaned against your neck, bucking his hips against yours feeling pleasure waves run through his body, he hummed continuously roaming his hands around your body letting them lift your dress up to expose the black thong you were wearing. You shivered from the cold air hitting your exposed thighs, shuttering from his warm hands messaging and gripping them, Satoru chuckled in your mouth hearing your small little moans be stuffed away, pulling away to kiss along your jawline. Your pussy was aching for release, It has been for the past hours! You were already panting like a dog as pleasure was happening from each part of your body, neck, jawline, thighs, ass…you needed to be fucked.

Now.

You hummed, “Bed..now.” You asked breathless hearing them both chuckle. Without any questions Suguru backed off as Satoru picked you to carry you to his bed with Suguru walking behind, when Satoru walked into his room he dropped you on his bed going back to kissing you, rough. You moaned Into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck kissing him back, Suguru walked towards your body gliding his hands along your exposed thighs letting them sneak there way up to your panties placing a finger ontop of your pussy feeling you flinch. He scoffed, “You’re so wet.” He mumbled as Satoru chuckled pulling away from your lips going towards your jawline, “You that frustrated baby?.” Satoru said smirking against your jaw, gripping your tits into his hands, you couldn’t help but groan struggling to get a word out from all this pleasure happening at once. You whined loudly arching your back as you felt Suguru slide your panties to the side, easily pushing a finger inside you, “Shit..Wait Sug- Mmh!?.” You couldn’t finish your sentence when you felt two fingers entered your mouth, your eyes widened looking to see Satoru already looking at you with a lustful gaze. “Suck.” Is what he said. Without much arguing you obeyed starting to suck a long his fingers, “Good girl..” He whispered with a small smirk watching you suck his fingers like It was his cock..damn. He can just imagine his fingers being his cock instead, he felt his dick twitch in his pants slightly cussing to himself. The gags and moans that were leaving your mouth was making this difficult, Suguru without warning entered another finger picking up his pace. Thrusting in and out of you.

You jerked forward feeling Satoru’s warm hands slide down your stomach to your exposed pussy using his middle finger to rub against your clit as Suguru thrusted Into you. Your eyes snapped wide only for them to roll back feeling everything hit you at once, “W-Wait-!.” You begged but they didn’t listen, Suguru sped up his pace as Satoru did the same feeling you twitch underneath them. You were bout to cum, that familiar knot that you’ve feeling all night came back, you moaned and whined grinding against their hands chasing your orgasm. You wanted to cum, you needed to cum. You kept doing it uncontrollably feeling yourself about to spill against there hands, your hands clenched around Satoru’s back feeling yourself cum, Suguru smirked as Satoru continued to rub against your clit at a slow pace. Geto pulled his fingers out seeing your sticky substances on his fingers with a small smirk, Satoru chuckled looking down at the mess you made all over the bed and your thighs, “You made such a mess baby.” He smiled getting off from your body to lift you up now In a new position, your eyes furrowed. “Wha-? Ah!” You got caught off guard when you felt something big push past your folds, you looked behind your shoulder to see Suguru already looking at you with lust lingering in his eyes and a soft groan escaping his mouth as he felt you tightened around him.

How did he get his pants off that fast?!

You didn’t have enough time to question yourself when you felt Suguru grip your hips leaning his head close to your ear, “Move.” He mumbled sending shivers down your spine, without arguing you nodded your head with a small whine beginning to move. Up and down at a slow pace to get adjusted against him, he groaned lowly leaning down to peck your back and neck as Satoru stood in front of you. You looked up at him with low lidded eyes confused of what he wanted you to do, Satoru only grinned trailing his hand to your wrist to place your hand on his growing bulge, your eyes widened. He didn’t want you to..while you were!…you gulped down that lump that was growing only for you to hiss feeling Suguru’s hands dig into your hips helping you move on top of him. There was no way you could take him in your mouth while you were getting fucked from behind, “Satoru I don’t think I can do It..” You whispered moaning a little from Suguru pushing your hips more down against his shaft making you dig your nails into his knee focusing on the pleasure you were receiving from behind.

Hearing you couldn’t do it made him scoff, clenching his hand around your hair making you come closer to his bulge. You whined feeling him tug you forward being face to face with dick, “And all that cocky shit you were saying before…look at you now. I’m sure you can take me into your mouth while you get fucked but you just don’t wanna do it huh?” He questioned tilting your head up with a raised brow, he saw how bad you were fighting against him and Suguru abusing your pussy over and over again. Your eyes fluttered feeling him push you down more against his dick, deep fucking you. Satoru saw your eyes flicker from his to the ground struggling to keep eye contact with him, Satoru hummed using his other hand to unbuckle his belt, pulling off his pants and boxers along with it letting them drop on the floor taking his dick into his hands. Your eyes widened for the fifth time tonight seeing how big he was..that couldn’t fit in your mouth! You could barely handle Suguru right now..

You screwed up accepting this game.

Satoru stroked himself a little before tugging you forward, lips touching the tip. You looked up with begging eyes to let Suguru finish before you start with him but Satoru’s wasn’t having It. “You wanna be a whore right? This Is what whores do baby..” He grinned, “Now..open for me yeah?” You only nodded your head leaning closer to his dick opening your mouth to take him inside. Satoru threw his head back feeling warmth and a wet tongue perfectly sucking him, “Jus like that.” He chuckled, you moaned his shaft digging your nails more deeper into Suguru’s knee feeling him pick up the pace behind you. You were becoming a moaning mess, you were getting fucked from behind while sucking off your roommate, this was too much.. your eyes watered as soon a tear fell down your cheek from pleasure focusing on pleasuring the man In front of you as the man behind you fucked you nice and deep.

Suguru bit your shoulder biting back his moans feeling his knot start to form, “Im finna cum.” He groaned, you hummed against Satoru’s dick sending vibrations throughout his body hearing a small deep moan, “Fuck..” You slightly smirked a little moving your hips up and down his dick moaning from how big he Is, Suguru eyes fluttered close letting you do your thing on top of him as he held your body close to his. The moans you were letting out kept sending vibrations through Satoru’s body leading him to his own knot forming, you kept moving on top of Suguru as you kept sucking Satoru. They were both about to cum inside you. Without warning Suguru bit hard against your shoulder feeling him shoot his load Inside you making you jolt forward moaning loudly against Satoru only to feel his cum shoot into your mouth. You went to pull back from him but he only kept you there against his dick till he was finished cumming inside your mouth, “Take It.” He groaned looking down seeing how much of a mess they made out of you,

When It felt like they were done Suguru lifted you up from his dick as Satoru let go of your hair letting you pull back from him with heavy pants and some cum still on your lips. Satoru chuckled leaning down to take your lips into his tasting himself In your mouth, the kiss was soft and gentle than before leaning more Into it, before you could even slide your tongue into his mouth a hand gripped your throat pulling you back from him. Leaning your head against Suguru’s chest as he tilted your head to take your lips with his. Suguru’s lips were more softer than Satoru’s, Satoru only smirked shaking his head as he went to grab a towel for the three of you, after a few more seconds Suguru pulled back. “That’s as something.” He chuckled also hearing you snort leaning more into his chest feeling yourself about fall asleep, “Mhm..”

“It definitely was.”

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❝ YOU ALREADY HAVE A PIECE OF MY HEART (WHICH I HAVE NEVER GIVEN TO YOU) ❞

warnings: burn scars, battle scars, grief, derealization, trauma (so much trauma), major character deaths (Satoru, Suguru, Tsumiki, Nanako, Mimiko, Principal Yaga, (Y/N)'s mom), Fushiguro Megumi angst, Junpei mentioned (surprisingly without angst), Itadori Yuji angst (minor), NSFW content for Sukuna's section, implied cannibalism

masterlist; part 1; part 2; part 3; alternate ending; playlist; au's and what if's

authors note: NOT PROOFREAD AT ALL! The formatting is a bit all over the place but these are straight-up taken from Discord chats I had with Elias, pls. I hope they're not too hard to understand. These are all basically "what ifs" and alternate universes + one section for Heian Period Ryomen Sukuna with a (L/N)'s ancestor! " " = means straight-up copy-pasted so I guess they kinda act as a foreword for each drabble

starting off with some HCs of (Y/N)’s high school years!

(Y/N) thinks Satoru must understand the pain of being the next head of the clan, get trained vigorously, and deal with aching bones and sores. Nope! Satoru’s never dealt with that much less dealt with (Y/N)’s father.

Shoko has a dark sense of humour so she laughs at his dark jokes but (Y/N) does notice the three of them end up pampering him more often.

Satoru buys him food most of the time. Drinks and snacks and ice cream, if (Y/N) gazes at something too long Satoru just tosses it into his cart.

Suguru tends to help him stretch or massage him. He’d even fix (Y/N)’s hair, almost motherly in his actions. He makes sure (Y/N) is presentable, makes sure he doesn’t have to worry because; “Su-Su will fix it~”.

Shoko makes sure (Y/N) is always wound-free. From buying antiseptics to burn relief gels (they all have a travel-sized bottle on their person to be fair). She buys him cigarettes when he needs them and always pokes him in his sides or the back of his head, she made it a habit to use RCT on him just in case he’s in pain but can’t feel it.

"You'd come back to me"

"What if Nanami Kento and (Y/N) survived the Shibuya arc?"

Kento stroked your bangs away and then pressed kisses with every compliment he gave. Your chuckles give him this feeling that if you ever told him "please" he'd give up everything just to hear it again. Kento lightly pushes you away but slips a hand underneath you, tugging his (Y/N) closer. “Kennnnnny."

Usually, Kento doesn’t enjoy nicknames but every time you say it, the world seems bright and sweet. So he noses at your jaw and relishes in the giggles.

“You’re beautiful,” he says with so much sincerity.

“You’re not too bad yourself.” Kento grins and presses a searing kiss to your lips.

You are both covered in scars. Nanami’s still pinkish and healing even with the help of socerery and yours still aching and bruised. But nothing about you could be wrong. Because that wasn’t possible. The ring on your hand is cool on his neck as you tilt his head to deepen the kiss. Kento turns and chuckles as you yelp, straddling him now.

“Kento!”

“Yes, my (Y/N)?”

Your eyes soften, and he kisses you again.

"The beach will be more cloudy. We can sit on the porch and I'll make you that milky tea again." He thinks it's a shame the two of you are stuck inside the house. It cannot be helped; his skin was far too sensitive for Malaysia's unapologetic sunny rays and dry heat and although you comfort him by saying your scars are still healing too, he wants nothing more than to pick you up and wash away all the remnants of Shibuya in seawater. "I can make it," he says. "Kento," you press your finger onto his lips, tracing it until you're cupping his face and stroking over his cheekbones. "Let me take care of you." Kento frowns and places his hand over yours, tracing the shape of your healing knuckles and raised scars. "Only if you'll let me do the same, my (Y/N)."

Kento who survived the Shibuya arc is left with a very sensitive wound all over the left side of his body. His hearing is unbalanced and his depth perception is fucked but (Y/N) helps him through all the transitions he goes through.

(Y/N) feels guilty for using his curse technique when it’d been fire that hurt Kento. Who doesn’t use it around Kento or if he does use it, he makes sure the smell is gone and washes his hands, and makes sure Kento can hold him without fear. But Kento doesn’t fear him! Kento figured it out and he just tells (Y/N); “My love, you never need to hide yourself from me…”

Yuji helps Kento with physical therapy. Kento grunts but allows Yuji to hug him when he regains consciousness. Kento who asks Yuji if he’d like to be his ringbearer during their wedding.

(Y/N) who is so nervous to meet Kento’s parents. He knows non-sorcerers and sorcerers don’t have many differences in their daily lives outside of exorcising curses but worries nonetheless. Kento’s mom is bright and jovial, and his father is even more so! (Y/N) is honestly taken aback by how soft-hearted they are and how they thank him for saving Kento. He finds himself loving them so much because they remind him of his mother and how gentle and kind she was.

When he asks for their blessing? He bows but is surprised when Kento’s father blocks his forehead from meeting the floor, blinking away tears when his mother holds his face.

“We’ll gladly take you in as your son, (Y/N),” and they all start crying because (Y/N) is crying, LMAO.

Kento tells (Y/N) he asked for his parent's blessing and he's confused because Kento should never do that - he doesn’t need to ask his father for his blessing but Kento simply says:

“I visited your mom’s grave. I asked for her blessing. I talked to her about how much I love you.”

At their wedding, there are empty seats in the crowd. Seats for their fallen comrades, their loved ones, seats for Tsumiki, Principal Yaga, Yū, Satoru, Suguru, (Y/N)'s mom… (blame Elias for this one)

In regards to (Y/N) seeing Geto Suguru's "body" as he descended into madness: Kento who spots him muttering to himself or staring into space. (Y/N), who after surviving the Shibuya arc, still sees Suguru and now Satoru as well. At times, he even sees Yū, Kento, Megumi, Tsumiki, Yuji, Nobara, Maki, or -His brain constantly makes it hard for him to decipher reality or fiction.

A HC based on Katniss and Peeta: (Y/N) asking Kento, “Real or not real?” when he can't tell reality from fiction.

“You’re alive, real or not real?” “Real.”

“Megumi is still breathing. Real or not real?” “Real, my love. He’s just healing. He’ll wake up soon.”

"...You love me, real or not real?" "Real, my love."

When Fushiguro Megumi wakes up:

When Megumi recovers he cries. Openly cries, sobs, and wails as he begs for forgiveness from everyone around him. (Y/N) literally rushed into the room which made Megumi flinch, yelling at him to stay away because he killed his father (Satoru), his sister, and everyone else Ryomen Sukuna had killed. But (Y/N) just holds him and holds him and holds him. Megumi finds it hard to piece his brain together after what Sukuna has done so Yuji helps. Yuji asks Kento for advice because Megumi and (Y/N) are lowkey in the same boat-ish.

Megumi who begs for forgiveness because Sukuna had done unspeakable things to (Y/N) just to make him his concubine and (Y/N) just comforts his son.

When Megumi is strong enough they go to Suguru and Satoru’s graves. There are no bodies but they buried the things that they treasured. Their wedding ring rests where Satoru would have along with Megumi and Tsumiki’s childhood drawings, pictures, and Suguru’s hairband and button. The flip phone was full of memories and high school photographs - his wedding picture too. He rests beside Geto Suguru, whose grave is filled with his daughter's belongings and the flip phone he kept too, the creased photograph of himself with Satoru, (Y/N) and Shoko. Tsumiki, Nanko and Mimiko are next to their fathers. Megumi cries as his knees give out, his only family left, his dad; (Y/N), just comforts him as much as he can. His precious boy, his beautiful son... They visit as often as they can, telling tales of their days, their weeks, and their months. Soon enough, it will be less painful for them to visit that hill. It'll be scenic and they'll no longer curse at the heavens for all this loss. They'll hate that they're no longer the same person their loved ones had seen, hate the wrinkles and the greying hair and the way they couldn't grow old together. Hate that they've been alive longer than them when they feel like they don't deserve to be. But one day it'll stop and they'll take it as a blessing to grow this old, knowing they'll see their family soon enough with so many stories to tell.

"And isn't it just so pretty to think? All along there was some invisible string, tying to you me?"

"You know - in every universe, Satoru falls in love with Suguru and (Y/N). In a few universes, their love is not tragic. In this special few, Satoru does not use (Y/N) for honor. Suguru comes back after his betrayal,l and (Y/N) and Kento defend his rights as a human. Satoru has (Y/N) help him with Suguru’s rehabilitation, and Kento helps Suguru with his clashing ideology. In the special few, Megumi is still beloved by YN but he doesn’t fear betrayal, and love just needs love to be perfect. Uncle (Y/N) cherishes Tsumiki and Megumi and Uncle Kento who teaches them how to be kind and responsible. Mimiko and Nanako learn how to befriend Tsumiki and Megumi!”

(Y/N) would've become a teacher like Satoru! Kento sends him to and from. He pouted so much when Kento knew Yuji was alive but forgave him. (Y/N) invited Yuji to eat homemade lunch and dinners in their home, and Yuji pretended not to feel himself tremble; a homemade meal was eaten around a dining table.

Yuji, who never had such an experience before; and who craves familial bonds; can’t stop shoveling food in his mouth because he keeps grinning too hard -

And when Junpei is brought back alive? (Y/N) takes to him like a moth to a flame. He volunteers to help Junpei, to house him, and bares his teeth at the higher-ups who dare take the boy from him.

Junpei wakes up to Kento cooking breakfast and (Y/N) who makes tea. Junpei gasps as (Y/N) opens up a movie and invites him to watch with him. Junpei relishes Kento’s words of advice for his newfound curse technique.

Junpei cries into the pillows and gets surprised when (Y/N) comforts him, telling him he misses his mother too, and lets (Y/N) hug him.

Junpei stares at himself in the mirror when Shoko heals his cigarette scars, brushing back his bangs confidently for the first time.

Junpei who bonds with Megumi about having shikigamis! Who Nobara (affectionately) bullies and toughens up! Maki is reminded of Yuta every time, and Inumaki chuckles at her face. Panda just loves being his senpai but keeps pushing Junpei away from him when Junpei tries to touch his fur -

Satoru and Suguru come over with Mimiko, Nanako, Tsumiki, and Megumi to their home. Yuji and Junpei picked out the movie (it’s obviously Human Earthworm - all 4 movies). The Gojo-Geto’s brought snacks and drinks, and the Nanami’s made their home so cozy and warm.

"Tell me you belong to me"

Heian Era Sukuna and the ancestor of the (L/N) clan, his only male concubine which he adored so much it caused his unending.

As a foreword (just a fan theory I adored not canon at all): "The theory that Sukuna keeps CTs within his Malovent Shrine (hence, in my fic, it’s why the (L/N) clan never flourished. Sukuna took their innate technique and left them with a CT so strong none of them had enough will-power to master). It’s not confirmed but in the Jogo fight, he says “open” and all of a sudden he can use a flame CT???" "This is basically an AU of (Y/N)'s ancestor, lmao."

They sacrificed (Y/N) to Ryomen Sukuna and gave him their prince who came to him with a sharp glare and dirtied with bruises and cuts.

“You wrap my gift so carelessly?” Sukuna drawls out.

(Y/N) is bound and gagged. His hair must have been in an impressed top knot, now a mess that spills from his shoulders.

Uruame shifts next to him and they grip (Y/N)'s cheeks to inspect him.

What a beautiful man, they think with mild surprise, it was no wonder he was chosen as a sacrifice.

But, Sukuna wants him. So, he adds his first male concubine to his harem. (Y/N) is scrubbed clean, dressed to the nines, and made to look like a doll. His face was painted, his hair brushed, his nails trimmed, and his skin moisturized.

Ryomen Sukuna is a monster with a picky tongue. Despite his greed, he only eats refined meats and fights the strongest sorcerers.

Sukuna doesn’t “love” his concubine but he favors him. That much, (Y/N) can tell. When he plays the biwa or recites sutras and haikus, Sukuna is ever so attentive. When (Y/N) bows and sits next to Lord Sukuna to feed him his meals, he finds those big hands holding him in one way or another.

When he takes (Y/N) as a “woman”, he is not gentle. Uruame is the one to prepare him. They provided him with oils and aromatic smoke to ease him, not out of the kindness of their hearts but for their Lord’s pleasure. (Y/N) swears he nearly rips taking his size but Sukuna spreads his legs and pushes in deeper and (Y/N) gasps, his tears like diamonds as he pleads for his Lord to grant him mercy.

Sukuna does. It surprises himself. But he does.

Maybe Sukuna will never understand the word love because he tells himself he’s never loved. Or maybe, he confuses it with ownership and cruelty - because it’s obvious he loves (Y/N).

He’s unfair to all but him.

He is still the King of Curses, a cruel tyrant, but (Y/N) is someone who calms his wrath with ease.

When they made that Binding Vow for (Y/N)'s curse technique to be given to Sukuna in exchange for Sukuna not being able to kill off his clan. He had thought to give YN another curse technique. But then, after (Y/N) learns Sukuna murdered a huge chunk of his clan, (Y/N) plans for his betrayal.

(Y/N) seeing the shock on Sukuna’s face as he gets sealed away, feeling the God's disdain weigh on his bones as he breaks the Binding Vow - he weeps for Sukuna despite knowing how horrible he is.

(Y/N) marries and his bloodline continues on, but there’s this terrible desire to be loved. It persists in every one of them. This ache that the King of Curses had left. This magnetism that power holds over the (L/N) clan.

In another universe, where (Y/N) finds no love in Satoru nor Kento, but Sukuna?

How delighted would the King of Curses be to see his concubine so willing for him? The King of Curses would have a harem of women. But the one man? Oh, he’s beloved. His room is closest to Sukuna’s, his appetite always filled and his bookshelves overflowing. Uruame enjoys his presence, tending to him personally and making him food as well.

(Y/N) who takes a liking to human flesh. Who finds himself ignoring the screams of tortured men and women, and only curls his nose in distaste when Sukuna wants to consume “soft” flesh.

Who grins so serenely in his King’s lap, who can’t decide which mouth he prefers on him or which hand is his favourite. Sukuna loves to be fed by (Y/N) and does the same to him.

Who learns how to please Sukuna’s cocks all by himself. Who has servants prep him open only to be killed right after - but what a privilege they had, to have Sukuna’s concubine mewl around their fingers.

Sukuna loves watching him ride, loves seeing the bulge in his stomach, the twinge of pain on his face. He loves sticking his tongue out (the one on his stomach) to lick at (Y/N)’s cock and (Y/N) yelps every time.

At times, you’ll find his precious concubine so stunning after a night of pleasure you’d stare. Each time, Uruame is there to gauge their eyes out.

Their master's toy is his alone after all.

"What must it be like to grow up that beautiful? With your hair falling into place like dominoes"

polycule of satosugu x yn!

Satoru thinks he’s selfish. He knows that marrying (Y/N) fulfills duty and honour but in doing so it would be cruel for the boy. On the other hand, marrying Suguru was completely out of the realm of possibilities no matter how hard he insists.

His personal feelings about them both confuse him too.

Satoru loves Suguru. Satoru loves (Y/N).

You could imagine the relief 16-year-old Gojo Satoru felt when (Y/N) blushed at Suguru’s soft-spoken voice or when Suguru caught himself staring at (Y/N)’s lips for too long in a conversation.

In this AU - Satoru never dated Suguru, he instead gathered the two of you and just announced his feelings.

It was choppy waters to navigate through, among the political aspects of a marriage and teenage emotions and deadly missions.

But the three of you made it work. This relationship was among three men who fulfilled honour, duty, and love. Who only needed each other to feel filled.

A polyamorous marriage wasn’t taboo, it was just outdated, still with Gojo Satoru and Gojo (Y/N) both insisting that Geto Suguru would be their husband after Satoru became the head of the Gojo clan. It wasn’t as though they could be refused now.

In this AU, Suguru would not betray his husbands though not without thinking of it. He simply tightened his hold on the rings before he brought the twins back home and his heart softened as he saw them tend to the girls.

What a rowdy household. The children are so loved that they cannot fathom love doesn’t exist.

Satoru who will sigh and embrace his husbands out of the blue.

“You’re beautiful,” he’ll tell (Y/N) as he cups his face while the poor man is simply reading some document at the dining table. “Our husband is beautiful, Suguru!”

Suguru immediately gets drowsy whenever your fingers thread through his hair, and chuckles when you trace his features as he’s about to wake.

Gods, seeing you and Satoru hold onto your children’s hands as all of you walk together in a park makes thoughts of those dark summers dissipate into nothing.

Satoru sleeps in the center of your California king-sized bed. He simply refuses any other spot.

The Tokyo School has its hands full of the Gojo’s. From the husbands to their 3 children with rambunctious abilities.

When Tsumiki got cursed...it was an emotional day for everyone. Suguru swore he’d do anything to break it while Nanako and Mimiko yelled and yelled, Megumi just sobbing into your chest.

The girls visit her often, talking to her as they fix her hair and ensure she’s comfortable. Megumi appreciates their care as he silently stares from the corner.

Oh, breakfasts are always bustling.

The children are spoiled just as much as Satoru’s husbands are.

What a terrifying trio you are - abilities powerful beyond the curve!

Shoko always takes a few shots before heading over to celebrate holiday dinners, lmao.

She understands that you three enjoy asking about her love life though all three of you were made to kneel in apology as she glared after Satoru and you “accidentally” found the woman she’d been seeing.

Suguru rolls his eyes every time Satoru and you stroke the dragon spirit's snout or compliment the spear-wielding spirit.

While they bring burn-relief medication for you, Satoru and you ensure to bring snacks to wash away the foul taste of curses for Suguru and Suguru and you always have extra blindfolds and painkillers for Satoru.

Yuta grew flustered as he found out the three of you were together. He had honestly thought Suguru was cheating on Satoru with you but Maki’s scoff of “disgust” and her brief explanation made his face bloom into fifty shades of red.

Yuji would honestly not care - he’d be surprised at first but bounce back rather quickly (although Ryomen Sukuna would certainly have his comments).

ANGST TIME!

The Shibuya arc would be very different of course, though wouldn’t it just be delightful if Kenjaku managed to grab (Y/N) and force his husband to see Ryomen Sukuna not only take over their son’s body but see their husband get claimed by another?

Delicious angst, me thinks.

"But I just wanna stop right next to you, if I could my dream? I just wanna stop right next to you."

polygamous marriage (?) of Satosugu and kentoYN!

In this AU, (Y/N) and Satoru would feel so guilty for letting their eyes wander to their significant future husbands.

It’s not as though they don’t love each other but there’s this societal norm of monogamy and despite never getting physical with Suguru/Kento the emotional aspect still makes them feel like they’re doing something dirty.

It wasn’t fair to anyone.

Shoko dryly mumbling about polygamy had Satoru and you instantly perking up.

You loved Suguru and Satoru liked Kento - but neither of them wanted to be in a relationship with each other. So this arrangement of Satoru’s boyfriend and (Y/N)’s boyfriend honestly worked. It was confusing at first but it worked.

When Satoru married Suguru and you married Kento, it was a joyous event. A double wedding!

A rowdy household once again, Satoru insisted on living on the same land just with multiple “sections”. Even if this was a polycule, I’d imagine solitude from one another is still appreciated after all. The house was built from the ground up and it was a labour of love to ensure all four of you (and your kids) would have their own slice of heaven.

Kento adores you, the rings on your fingers, and the home you share.

Satoru adores you as well, never once making you feel as though this is a competition.

Both Satoru and you are fair to each other and your respective husbands. Never favouring the other or anything that would make them feel like a “glorified side chick.”

The kids aren’t confused at all.

Although they did have to adjust to call which father what.

They settled with Dad (you), Papa (Suguru), Pa (Kento), and Father (Satoru - only to annoy him.) Sometimes the four of you will have to play it by ear since they just use “daddd!” interchangeably.

Shoko still takes shots before she heads over to go to holiday dinners.

The students are also not confused. Yuta got a bit flustered but Suguru just informed him about it and Yuta felt less anxious - he genuinely thought Satoru was cheating on (Y/N) when he walked in on Satoru and Suguru making out in an empty classroom.

You’d honestly just giggle at Yuta’s face when he told you this which made him more confused while Suguru gave him the mercy to pat his head.

Yuji would think it’d be so cool that such a dynamic worked.

Nanako and Mimiko as Tokyo High students make my heart soar - Megumi has his older sisters tease him relentlessly whenever their schedules overlap (they always do).

#s3thwrit3sstuff #gojo satoru x male reader #geto suguru x male reader #nanami kento x male reader #ryomen sukuna x male reader #jjk x you #jjk x yn #jjk x reader #jjk x male reader #reader insert #male reader #male reader insert #gay reader #male!reader

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grartsss · 1 month

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Please let me suck that dick 😬

This was like chapter 206 or something after kenjaku vs Yuki

#geto x yn #suguru geto #geto suguru #geto x female reader #geto x reader #geto x you #getoxfem #geto smut #jjk geto #jjk suguru #jujutsu kaisen

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slttygeto · 6 months

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WANNA HAVE A TASTE? | GETO. S & IJICHI. K

synopsis: as geto's girlfriend at jujutsu high and a teacher yourself, ijichi knew that he would never be able to have you. that the stolen glances towards your thighs during the car rides, your sweet smiles that had his cock straining were just embarrassing him. lucky him, you've always had a soft spot for sweet, harmless ijichi.

tags: teacher!suguru, driver!ijichi, fem!reader, established relationship, smut.

c.w: fem!dom!reader, only switches with suguru, sub!ijichi, pussy drunk! ijichi, cunnilingus, blowjob, cumshots<3, ijichi cums on your face hehe, praise (directed towards ijichi mostly), suguru watches you two, protective sex.

word count: 2,6k

note: i've had this on my mind all day, i literally started the draft before classes started and i just finished it. and for the record, i know that these two have never interacted before, but i love the idea of pussy drunk ijichi and possessive suguru<3. have fun!

geto was not fond of the idea. in fact, he couldn’t understand where it came from and why you’d suggest it in the first place.

“it’s just for fun baby,” you traced a finger down his chest while your other hand held his tightly. “there’s no harm in having some fun, no?”

there was truly no harm in having some fun, but when the fun included another man, a man whom he didn’t know that well to trust with touching you—or rather letting you touch him, suguru was a bit hesitant.

you lead suguru inside the other man’s bedroom with a blindfold covering his eyes and sit him down on one of the arm chairs there. your boyfriend patiently waits on the chair until you remove the blindfold and—fuck, were you a treat.

“sugu,” you start before pressing a kiss to the corner of his lips. “do you love me, sugu?” the man obviously does, and since words weren’t his forte at times like these, he proceeds to grab onto your ass and pull you closer to him, showing the man on his bed that even after this, after whatever was about to go down—you will always be his, and his only.

“more than words could ever show, princess,” he leans in and presses a kiss to your bare torso. your fingers run through his hair, a coy smile dancing on your lips.

“then sit back and watch, hm?”

throughout the past three years of being a teacher at jujutsu high, Ijichi has always thought that you were gorgeous, stunning—a little tease. he would always turn red at your compliments and hide his face whenever you and suguru would share a small moment of intimacy in the back of his car. his eyes would rake over your bare legs, traveling up towards your thighs before his eyes would lock with suguru’s icy cold ones through the rearview mirror and his blood runs cold.

so you can imagine ijichi’s surprise (and embarrassment) when you told him that you were aware of his perverted and shy stares, and that you liked them in a way. your hand placed on his cheek in a gentle manner before telling him.

“I asked suguru if I could play with you while he watches, he agreed.”

which leads him to where he is at the moment, in the bedroom of his apartment laid out, bare and vulnerable to your hungry gaze all while suguru sat in the corner of the room on a chair, manspread with a stare that could only be described as threatening.

your choice of clothes was very playful too, and ijichi could feel his cock strain against his boxers when he watched you grab one of his blouses to wrap it around your half naked body.

“smells like you, ijichi,” you said in a soft voice, taking a whiff of his perfume–his smell before flashing him a smile. “i like it.”

“oh please,” he whimpers out when you start to unbutton the blouse slowly, and you slowly straddle him with your hands braced on his flushed, heaving chest.

“please? please what?” your finger traces his hardened nipples, traveling down towards his stomach where he clenches his abs at the ticklish feeling. your pussy sat right on his hardened member, giving him more than enough reasons to buck up his hips and make you scold him.

“no,” you slowly get off of him and your hand grabs his hardened cock through his boxers. “not yet, mhm?”

this was a different side of you that suguru has never seen before. you were always so pliant, so obedient and easily submissive to his touch, his voice and his ministrations. to be able to make a man fold like this for you, use that voice on him and render him a weeping mess beneath you—suguru wasn’t sure whether he liked it or not.

your fingers tug at the elastic band of ijichi’s boxers and you pull them down. his cock springs free, and you bite your lip at how shy and embarrassed he gets from your stares. the tip is red and angry, leaking white liquid and you can’t help but lean down and give the tip and kittenish, experimental lick that has the man in glasses gasp in surprise.

“you taste so good,” your hand wraps around the base and you squeeze his cock, causing him to gasp and look down at you. “is this what you imagined? when you kept staring at my thighs all the time,”

he hesitates for a second, eyes locking with suguru’s who seems to be palming himself at the sight of your ass so perked up, your body arched over the bed to reach ijichi. the men lock eyes and ijichi gulps when suguru’s gaze hardens at your question.

noticing how the man melting under your touch suddenly quieted down, you look over your shoulder towards your boyfriend and give him a pout.

“suguru, don’t be mean.”

“am not, sweet girl,” he replies in his sweet voice.

“you’re scaring him,” your hand starts to stroke his cock, and ijichi can no longer keep his noises in as he bucks up his hips and grips onto the pillow underneath his head. “how can he fuck me if you’re staring at him like that?”

suguru’s entire demeanor shifts at the mention of ijichi fucking you. he is about to refuse first, tell you that there was no way that another man will be inside you in his presence but he stops when he sees you turn around and engulf ijichi’s cock inside your mouth. you bob your head up and down just like how you do it on his cock, your fingers wrap around the base and squeeze and your free hand fondles with his balls just like how you do it when you give him head.

ijichi’s flushed cheeks and sweaty forehead become something so interesting to you because you can’t stop staring at him. there is something so fascinating about a man falling apart under your touch and making you feel in control—you like the feeling.

ijichi’s hands shyly rest on top of your head, and it seems as though suguru needs to remind him of what he is doing.

“careful.” but before ijichi can remove his hands, your hand wraps around one of his wrists and keep it on your head, pushing his fingers to grip your hair.

you release his cock from your mouth with a “pop” sound and your tongue trails all over that one prominent vein.

“suguru is so mean, isn’t he?” you mumble against his cock, and your boyfriend shoots you a warning stare that you can’t even see.

“darling,” he starts but you cut him off.

“don’t worry,” you whisper against ijichi’s cock before planting a sweet kiss to the tip of his cock. “I’m not as mean as him, I can be as sweet as you imagine me to be,” you grin against the skin and he starts shivering in anticipation.

“i-imagine you?”

“oh, come on pretty boy,” you kiss his inner thighs gently. “you think I don’t know?”

to which ijichi shakes his head. you reach to grab his hand from your hair and kiss the palm first before licking between his fingers, all the way up to the pad of them—and then you start sucking them.

the man watches in awe as you give his fingers the same treatment you were giving his cock a few moments ago, and it twitches in your hand.

you let go of his fingers with a smile.

“you fuck your fist stupid to the thought of me, don’t you?” oh god. his abs twitch again, and he can barely look you in the eyes when you give his pretty cock another kiss.

“don’t be shy,” you purr. “I like it when a pretty boy like you is desperate.”

out of all the things that you imagined would go down, this was not it. not that you were complaining.

you sit back on your knees, surprise evident on your face as your fingers touch your cheeks, nose and finally your lips. you flash a red ijichi a smile before licking the cum off of your lips.

“you like it when someone talks you through it, huh?”

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry–“ he tries to grab a tissue to clean your face, but a deep voice interrupts him.

“leave it.” you pout as you turn to face suguru, but your lips part when you see that he stood up from his chair and was walking towards you, his looming figure making you submit so easily for him and almost melt on the mattress and between ijichi’s spread out legs.

your boyfriend grabs your chin and pulls out a napkin, wiping your face so gently that you melt under his touch. the man laid on the bed watches with wide eyes at the difference in your demeanor, how one moment you were handling him with so much confidence and now you were melting under your boyfriend’s touch.

“he needs to get hard again to fuck you, right?” suguru mumbles against your lips and you nod before pulling him into a deep kiss. you don’t care that the position is uncomfortable, nor that the man watching you two make out has never even seen you kiss in public beside a couple of pecks because you always liked to keep things “private”.

he watches as suguru gropes your ass cheeks and slowly undresses you from the blouse, his touch leaving goosebumps on your skin and you moan against his lips. your hand reaches down towards ijichi’s calf and he’s startled that the attention is back on him.

giving suguru one last kiss, you push him softly back towards the chair.

“eat me out, ijichi. think you can do that?” he nods mindlessly, almost dumbly and you give him a grin. you expect him to pull you on his face but when he flips you two over and catches you by surprise, the gasp leaving your lips quickly turns into a moan when he buries his nose in your clothed cunt.

“oh fuck,” he pushes your legs towards your chest, fingers pulling your panties down to reveal the sweet cunt he’s been dying to taste.

“does it smell good?” and ijichi’s eyes almost roll to the back of his head when his tongue gets to taste your pussy for the first time.

“pussy got him acting dumb,” suguru comments from his spot, hand fisting his cock slowly. despite not being the biggest fan of the situation, there was something strangely exciting about watching a man devour your pussy so hungrily. he knew ijichi wanted you, he knew why he wanted you—but only suguru got to have you. for ijichi to lose his mind at the taste only and not at the way your pussy usually sucks his cock in and milks it—yeah, the desperation was hot.

“b-be nice to him,” you try to say through moans, head thrown back when his tongue kept licking at your clit. he sucks on the bed, saliva and arousal mixing together and leaking down your thighs and on the towel laid out underneath you. your fingers grip his hair and push him closer to your pussy where you grind on his face, your sweet sounds filling the room.

suguru was fixated on your wet pussy, fisting his cock to the same rhythm as ijichi licking and sucking at your clit, the sight of your boyfriend being so lost in his pleasure had you bursting and cumming on the man’s mouth with a loud whine.

ijichi lets you ride out his orgasm, trembling fingers soothing your thighs and calming you down in a hushed voice.

“so good,” you whisper out loud. “y-you were so good,” your hand wraps around his jaw and you caress his cheek with your thumb. he melts against your touch but quickly regains his composure before reaching towards his night stand to grab a condom.

“mmm, so desperate to fill me up? even though you just ate me out?”

“i-it’s so wet,” he stutters out, wrapping the condom on his hardened cock.

“all for you, baby,”

“watch it.” suguru warns you and halts his movements when he hears you talk to him like that, eyes shooting daggers at the man aligning the tip of his dick with your folds. and you bite your lip, totally ignoring him and holding your legs to your chest before giggling when the man slipped with his dick and nudged your clit.

“it’s so wet,” you say in awe and he finally pushes inside.

your legs wrap around his waist and pull him close towards you. you let him fuck inside you for a few moments, letting him relish in that moment of having a bit of control before you start to fuck up into him and he has to pause his movements not to cum so quickly like earlier.

“what’s the matter, pretty boy?” your arms wrap around his neck to pull him closer to you. “pussy got you dumb already?”

suguru sees that ijichi is so close to kissing you, but before he can even intervene, you press your index finger to his lips and give him a kiss on his cheek.

“sorry, I only kiss my boyfriend.”

you keep fucking up into him, fingers grabbing onto the back of ijichi’s head and pulling at the hair there. you squeeze around him and coo softly in his ear.

“you are doing so good for me, you know?” “never had a pretty boy fuck me this desperately,” “are you close? cum for me, make me proud.”

the last one seems to hit him hard, because he soon has to hold himself up on the pillow under your head and let out soft, desperate noises as he empties himself into the condom. your fingers start rubbing at your clit at the sight, moaning softly into his ear to give you a helping hand.

but before ijichi can react, he is not too roughly pushed away from you and he watches with wide eyes as suguru hooks his arms under your legs and pulls you towards the edge of the bed.

“leaving my girl unsatisfied,” he mumbles in disapproval before attaching his lips to your clit.

“o-oh! suguru!” your hands immediately fly down to his hair.

“watch and learn.” suguru eats you out and fingers you until you are a weeping mess on the man’s bed. he could care less that the man was only a few inches away, mind focused on the way you smell like another man, and how he has to get rid of this smell.

“this is,” a kiss to your clit. “how you eat,” then another to your folds. “pussy properly.” and then back on your clit.

he spits and kisses your pussy with so much passion, strong arms holding you open for him until you cum around him hard. your eyelids feel heavy, hands reaching towards ijichi to caress his thigh, comfort him and tell him that he did a good job but sleep gets the best of you and you pass out on the bed with the two men hovering over you.

it’s a little quiet for a bit but suguru quickly lifts you up to clean you, dress you up before driving back home.

“tell her…tell her I said thank you.” ijichi calls out from his bedroom, watching as your boyfriend carried you to the guest bathroom.

“I will. go clean yourself up, okay?”

one thing suguru knew, he never wanted to do this ever again.