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bananami · 4 months

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STFUATTDLAGG

character/s: choso kamo x afab!reader

SYNOPSIS: meangirl!reader x loser!choso is a pairing that lives in my head rent free so when you all voted for choso to be the next hot man i wrote for i knew this was what would come out of it so let’s get into it whores

WARNINGS: this is college based bc u know why. 18+, nsfw, mdni, the whole shebang, kiddos avert ur eyes IT'S ALL SMUT / also just be aware i did use fem language for reader. as always, i did not proof read xxx

A/N: delusion is like drugs for simps, and i am the crackhead

Choso isn't like a nerdy loser, more like he’s just an emo boy, he’s got that alternative look going on and in a school full of preppy rich kids he stands out like a sore thumb. Of course this leads to some not so nice kids being not so nice to him, to which like he literally could not care less. He pays no mind to what anyone thinks of him beyond of course what his brothers think of him.

And as much as people aren’t nice to him, they do not fuck with him directly, lowkey scared of his reactions. Especially following a specfic incident in which someone tried to pick a fight with him. At first he was going to just let it slide but then they said something rude about Yuuji and this man laid them out. People were sent to urgent care and everything. Choso was put on suspension and almost kicked out, but their family friend is a lawyer and threatened to sue the school and anyways (if you know who you know who) so he was allowed back at school and everyone’s a little weary of him. This doesn’t stop the mean comments from coming.

And you. You’re no exception. You made fun of him every chance you got. The way he always did his hair in that weird double bun updo, or how he had his nails painted black, his various piercings and tattoos, the way he dressed so much different, was so much different, than any of the other guys you knew at school.

And you were so disgustingly attracted to him. While everyone would sneer and make fun of him and you played along, in reality you were internally berating yourself.

Choso did his best to ignore you but to be honest in the end you were just too fun to mess with. He thought it was cute how you thought you could hurt his feelings, how you really tried, and didn’t realize that he had a thing for brats and that’s just what you were. Everyone else was too afraid to say it straight to his face ever since the fight except for you.

One time he caught you staring at him and he couldn’t help himself, leaning over with a careless smirk. "If you spent less time staring at me and more time paying attention to the lecture maybe you wouldn’t be failing the class."

"Fuck you, Choso.”

"You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

You hoped he’d mistake your embarrassment for anger. He didn’t. You snapped back, as usual. "Maybe if you didn’t dress like such a freak, you’d actually have some friends.”

"Maybe if you weren’t such a bitch your boyfriends would actually stick around for longer than a few months."

The one stung, and you tried not to let it show. Thrown off your game, all you could bring yourself to reply back was: “don’t call me a bitch.”

He shrugged, as though he were bored with the conversation already. "I never said it was a bad thing, just that you keep dating dudes who can’t handle you."

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

He doesn't answer though, and you spend way too much time thinking about what he could've meant. Was he implying that he could handle you? Was that why he constantly found ways to poke at you? Did he like when you were a brat? Did it matter if he liked it? It led your fantasies down a deep and dark rabbit hole that you spent weeks harping on.

Things get even worse after you realize that Choso might’ve been right about your grades slipping and staring at him in class and whatnot. And (for plot reasons of course) that would mean your professor paired you up with him for the final project so that you’d stand a better chance at passing the class.

Which is how you find yourself standing outside of his apartment door, debating how much you need to actually pass the course for your degree. You kept coming to the same conclusion. You definitely needed to.

"You just gonna stand at my door like a creep or can you move so i can let you inside?” He stood at the top of the staircase up to his apartment, watching you with another bored expression.

You're reaction is second nature. "I’m the creep? How long were you just standing there watching me? Maybe I’d already knocked and you didn’t answer so I was waiting. Let’s get on with it, I don’t need anyone seeing me hanging around-”

"Alright relax, princess. No one’s around to hear you act like you hate me. Come inside and I’ll grab us something to drink.” He opened the door to let you both inside, holding it open for you to enter first.

"First off, I do hate you. And second, how do I know you’re not going to poison me?”

"Don’t worry, I wouldn’t poison you. The plan was going more in the direction of choking.”

"Choked to death? Good to know.”

"You implied killing. All i said was choking.”

"Oh, gross.” You groaned. You pushed away the images that were brought to your mind. Choso's hand around your throat, fingers in your mouth, his breathy whispers telling you what else he'd have you choking on by the end of the night.

It's not too bad for the first few hours. You start out working on the project in the living room, but Choso’s neighbors are loud as all hell and you eventually ask if you guys can move into a room away from that shared wall. And (of course for plot purposes) that would be his bedroom.

"Your bedroom is exactly as I pictured it would be."

"This is the part where I make fun of you for picturing what my bedroom looks like."

"Yeah weird and creepy, just like you.”

"Your insults are getting less and less creative.”

"Yeah well….shut up.”

He’s surprised at that, usually you’d come back at him with something witty and clever and he actually enjoyed it.

It’s quiet and he’s sitting at his desk while you lay casually on his bed when he decides now’s as good a time as ever, and he might never actually get you alone again to say it.

"You ever gonna admit that you find me attractive or keep lying to the both of us?"

You wince. "I don't find you attractive. Stop flattering yourself."

"You flatter me enough with all the staring and drooling you do over me in class."

"You're obsessive," you snap at him.

"At least i can admit it."

You're caught off guard, stuck between wanting to ask what he means and not wanting to give in to the obvious baiting he's doing. When he throws the study material down on to his desk and plops down in front of you on his bed, it seems like he's resigned to not giving you that choice.

"Tell you what, I'll tell you all of the dirty and depraved things I think about on a daily basis, and you can decide after whether you'd like to share those same thoughts of yours with me or not."

"Why would I want to hear any of the thoughts in your head?"

"Because a lot of them revolve directly around you." He's leaned so close you're almost touching one another. Your silence is enough to spur him on. "I think you've never been fucked properly before."

You can't contain the look that falls on your face. "Seriously? This what you think about? My sex life is none of your business, but I'm doing just fine in that department, thank you very much."

He ignores you. "I don't think you've ever been told to shut the fuck up and take it like the good girl I know you can be." That shut you up real quick. Choso is on his knees in front of you, hands cupping around your neck, his thumbs running across your cheeks. "You're whiney little fucking attitude not do it for your boyfriends?" He teased. "They not know how to deal with you when you're being a brat, huh?"

You're head moves without conscious effort, nodding to agree with him.

"You just want some attention, don't you?"

Another nod.

"You want my attention, don't you?"

Hesitation. But you can't help yourself, his presence looming heavy over you, pushing you to admit what you'd kept in the dark for so long.

One of his hands slithers from your throat, down your chest, under the sweats you threw on in a rush to get to his apartment. You're so distracted by his fingers that you don't notice his face moving closer until his mouth is prying yours open. That's all it takes from him to have you stroking your fingers through his hair, pulling it out of the buns they typically are held in.

"Such a little brat." He's hovering over you, pushing your hips into the soft cushion of his bed with his. "Feel how hard it makes me?" He teases as he grinds his hips down, his clothed cock sliding against your center. Your eyes flutter and he grips onto your face with one hand, squeezing firmly. "You're gonna fuck me tonight. Nod if you understand."

You can't believe how quick your head moves up and down. "You're gonna take off those pretty little panties you wore hoping I'd get to see and slide up and down my dick until I tell you to stop. I don't want you cumming until I feel you've begged enough."

It takes no time at all for him to flip the two of you and prop himself up on his forearms. His pants are shimmied off and thrown to his bedroom floor alongside yours.

Your hands are desperate to line him up, anticipation building to have him deep inside of you, but his shoot out to pull them up and place them against his chest. "No, no, no. You don't get me inside you yet, not until you prove to me you deserve it." He urges you along his shaft, flat against his stomach. "That's right, be a good little slut for me and let me feel that pussy slide against my dick."

You watch him from above, his face contorting from concentration to pleasure to near desperation. You've never felt as powerful as you did riding him. Not a single one of your boyfriends ever turning you on as much as Choso was right now. He made you work for it, praising you when you did what he asked, and you chased that praise.

"Shit, look at that baby," he grabbed your hair and yanked your face down to watch yourself slide against him. "Need to feel you squeeze that pussy around me. Fuck, slide me in, slide me in-" his loud groans matched your high pitched sound of relief at having him seated inside you. "Fuck this."

He flipped the two of you back over, gripping each of your legs and forcing them up. "Hold right under your knees for me. Good girl, keep yourself open for me, let me just use you." He fell to his forearms as he plowed into you, giving you no time to get used to any sort of pace.

You tried your best to hold your legs, but you wanted so badly to touch him. One of your hands wandered back up into his lose hair.

He could barely keep his eyes open, mumbling all kinds of truths you were sure he would've kept locked inside had he not been so drunk on the feel of being inside you. "So fucking pretty," he kissed you sloppily, "such a stupid fucking brat, just needed my cock inside you. Feel like heaven, baby. Gonna let me cum inside your little cunt, right? Made me wait so fucking long to have you, I deserve it. Don't I deserve it?"

You can barely form any coherent words, setting for nodding and breathy uh huhs.

"So fucking mean to me, and look how good I'm being to you, huh?" You feel the light slap of his head against your cheek. "Say your sorry, beg me to cum inside your pussy."

You do beg, your apology comes out in between the stuttering and slurring of your words, but you beg and plead with him until he concedes. It his own orgasm that pushes you over, his groans and relentlessness that follow, pushing himself passed the point of no return. You can see the beginning of what looks like tears in his eyes, and he has to force himself to stop, his hips jerking from the overstimulation.

He kisses you ruthlessly, letting his tongue claim your mouth in a manner more harsh than it is anything else. And when he pulls away and his eyes settle back on yours they're equally as harsh.

"No more shitty little boyfriends that can't handle you. I'll handle you. You want my cock, you ask nicely. Understand?"

"Yes," you let your lips peck his, surprising him, "what if I don't wanna be nice about it?"

He smirks, "try it and find out. Now get on your knees and suck my cock like the good girl I know you can be."

#choso x reader #jjk smut #jjk x reader #choso smut #jjk choso #choso x you #choso x female reader #choso kamo x reader #choso kamo #jujutsu kaisen choso

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kitashousewife · 2 years

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beach date

an: this is for my summer holiday event! i was listening to a new playlist that had a lot of beach vibes and i thought a lot about yuuji!!

pairing: yuuji x fem!reader

warnings: all characters aged up, fluff, ocean, swimming, pet names, swearing, lowercase intentional

this heat wave was no joke. every second spent inside was torture.

sitting inside of your apartment, directly right in front of the window ac unit, was the only moment of feeling that you were able to find.

your boyfriend, yuuji, was not as bothered by this heat. but, being the sweetheart he is, he wanted to do anything to help you feel happier.

a few quiet knocks on your door turned your attention away from the cool breeze. a faint, it's me babe, can i come in? coming from behind the door, swinging open after you approved.

and in he walks, clothed in the most vivid swim trunks and sandals, sunglasses on top of his pink hair, causing it to look a little unruly. under his arm, he has a very full beach bag, as well as an umbrella tucked under the other. confused, you open your mouth to ask what this is all about, but he beats you to it.

"it's fuckin hot," he shouts, dramatically wiping the sweat off of his forehead. "so i decided that we are going to the beach."

you turn around, leaning back on your arms as you sit on the floor in front of him. "you decided that? what if i don't want to go to the beach?"

he laughs and places his belongings down on the floor, shuffling towards your bedroom. shouting down the hall, he states, "we both know that isn't true. c'mon, get changed!"

you smile to yourself. one of your favorite things about yuuji is how much he cares about you, knowing every little detail about you. what you order from each restaurant, your favorite snacks, the temperature that you like in your apartment, and even how many blankets and pillows you sleep with.

when you walk into your room, you see your sweet, loving boyfriend crouched on the ground, the contents of one of your dresser drawers all over the ground. before you can complain, he tosses a swimsuit at you. yuuji stands up triumphantly.

"get dressed, hottie. we got some waves to catch!"

"yuuji, we don't know how to surf."

"you know what i mean! just get dressed," he whines, shutting your door.

when you emerge, the two of you waste no time grabbing the final things needed for your day at the beach. hopping into his car, yuuji makes quick work of getting down to the coast and finding you a place to park.

now, yuuji doesn't want to brag, but he is basically a professional at beach days. he picks the tastiest snacks, packs the exact amount of drinks necessary, the perfect length of towels, and the best quality sunscreen to protect you guys. because of this, he has mastered the art of setting up the perfect spot on the beach, in the optimal location: not to far from the water, but far enough that you aren't near any splashing or little kids.

after you help him secure the umbrella in the sand, enthusiasm washes over you, and you start to skip towards the shore.

"just what do you think you're doing?" he shouts, waving you down.

"going to get in the water! come join me,"

catching up to you, he scoops you up and throws you over his shoulders.

"yuuji, put me down!" you huff, trying to wiggle out of his hold.

"nu-uh babe, we have to get some sunscreen on you. it's a crucial step, ya know, and i don't want you to get a sunburn," he states matter of factly, setting you down on the blanket. pouting, you look up at him in fake annoyance.

"hey, i don't wanna see that. sit up, let me get your back first," he sighs, settling in behind you, legs placed on either side of yours.

the cool, sickeningly sweet-smelling lotion drips down the curve of your shoulder blades, trickling down your spine. you gasp a little and arch your back, causing yuuji to laugh. he starts to work the sunscreen into your skin, the warmth of his palms making you relax.

sighing, you lean back into his touch and place your head on his shoulder. chuckling, he picks up the bottle again, putting a little in his hands to get the rest of your body. starting with your face, he rubs a little lotion into your cheeks, nose, and forehead, then works his way down the tops of your shoulders, over your arms, and finishing with the top of your chest.

"okay, now we can get into the water. are you ready?"

you nod, his small massage combined with the steady lull of the waves making you a little sleepy. sitting up to stretch, you yelp when you are suddenly lifted up into a pair of strong arms.

"w-wait! i'm not ready, i need to-"

interrupted by a very cold splash of water, you grab onto yuuji's shoulders, legs wrapped around his waist. laughing, he fake drops you in the water further, causing you to gasp loudly and grab onto him even tighter.

"doesn't this feel great! okay, sit up a little, lemme throw you in!"

"absolutely not, please yuuji let's just swim around!" you groan, holding onto his broad shoulders for dear life. he smiles and places a sweet kiss on your lips.

"okay, okay, fine. we can swim around. but, i think you better keep holding on to me. y'know, just in case." he smiles, eyes crinkling at the corners.

"oh, of course. it's better to be safe than sorry after all."

#yuuji x reader #itadori yuuji x reader #itadori yuuji fluff #yuuji fluff #jjk fluff #jjk imagine #itadori yuuji #jjk oneshot #itadori yuuji scenarios #yuuji x you #itadori yuuji x you

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phasmwrites · 3 years

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how early is too early to change my theme to my halloween one

#i have to finish it ugh #esp bc jjk doesn't have halloween costume official art!!!!!#so now i have to photoshop it #for the sake of consistentcy #i cant spell im sorry #phasm.rambles #update: there's kind of art for it #but yuuji isn't DRESSED UP SO IT DOESN'T HELP ME!!!!

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bemylord · 3 years

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hi! hello, i’m vivian and i was wondering if you could right some head cannons for toge, megumi, toji, and who ever else you want to add. maybe with the theme of them getting jealous or something of the sort? thank you for taking the time to read my request.

HOW WOULD THEY SHOW THEIR JEALOUSY

characters: yuuji, megumi, toji, toge, satoru, kento, sukuna. warnings: grammar issues + toji and sukuna. remark: ^_^ thank you so much for this request, I thought a lot about Toji: would he kill that guy right away, or would he spare him? About Sukuna, I was sure: certain execution.

ɪᴛᴀᴅᴏʀɪ ʏᴜᴜᴊɪ

First of all, Yuuji isn't the one who'd be stalking you and jealous over the compliment the random man had given you.

He knows you're his and the fact you won't cheat on your boyfriend.

If a boy doesn't figure out that you already have a boyfriend, Yuuji gives you a soft kiss on your cheek to show a guy who your boyfriend is.

Actually you've never given me a reason to be jealous, and would you do that?

But, I guess Itadori will try to have all your attention: if he saw you chatting with another guy, he'd be constantly trying to make you laugh or do something as ridiculous as possible.

"Baby, I bet I can eat this ice cream in five seconds." "Sweetie, let me ride you on my shoulders!"

If a boy still doesn't get the point - Yuuji would simple say that you're taken by him.

After that accident, Itadori's hands always is interwined with yours all the time when both of you are in the public.

When you noticed the gaze his giving other boys when you're wearing a dress, you gently cup his face with both of your palms, softly kissing his smooth lips. "I'm yours, Yuuji. Always be."

ꜰᴜꜱʜɪ��ᴜʀᴏ ᴍᴇɢᴜᴍɪ

The first, he didn't realise it was jealousy: It pierced his chest as if it were a stap of a knife before his eyebrows curled up to the bridge of his nose.

He doesn't want the barista to be flirting with you: to be honest, he may not be the best at expressing his affections, but he understands that that guy is batting eyes at you.

He's not a yandere guy - as Yuuji does, he trusts you, yet he doesn't trust that guy.

He would show his jealousy by making too much hefty sighs and rolling his eyes.

When Megumi becomes sick and tired of how sugary he is with you, he'll drop the phrase: "Darling, can we go home? I would like to spend time only with you."

Maybe his father's genes, maybe he'll get bored with his chatter, he won't hesitate to make it clear what will happen if he doesn't leave.

It might sound ridiculous, buy I think Megumi is scared to lose you. He thinks his not worthy you, so you'd leave his side and he'll be alone. "Don't leave me, okay?" "Why would I?" "Just.. They ogle at you and were hitting with you. Just know that I love you, darling."

what a uwu bby pls

ɪɴᴜᴍᴀᴋɪ ᴛᴏɢᴇ

Silently observe and watch your reaction at first. He knows you are strong and can say no and walk away.

If he sees that you need help, he uses his technique to distract the guy.

Rather, the fact that the guy continues talking to you in spite of mentioning several times that you're in a relationship is what pisses him off the most.

Toge exhales into the collar of his cardigan and comes closer to you.

"Your boyfriend? I think brother, because I'm your soulmate." "Run away," he utters with cursed energy and the boy is gone. "Thank you, Toge." he points his fingers ok, intertwining your fingers.

ɢᴏᴊᴏᴜ ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ

He's cocky. The first thought when he noticed as some guy was making a small-sweet chat with you, he'd be curious.

And you know that Satoru is watching. So why not making him jealous?

"My number? Of course, write it down."

The cocky and arrogance feelings has flew away when he seriously started dictating your number.

That's when he knew you were serious: heat spread through your body when you said the second number and the third. He felt himself begin to lose you, and jealousy swept over him. "Hey, sweetie, I'm here, how long have you been waiting for me?" "Is he your boyfriend?" the stranger asked.

Deciding to give your lover more encouragement, you looked at Satoru with an indifferent look: he swallowed nervously when he didn't feel a welcoming kiss from you.

"He's my-" the awkward pause seemed like an eternity to Satoru. "Husband-to-be. He's also the strongest" you winked at the guy with a 'better run.' gesture.

You burst into a loud laugh as you looked at the blond man: your lips pouted and your words almost brought tears to your eyes.

"Husband-to-be?" "That's what I said for his boyfriend, don't worry."

He's definitely going to marry you.

ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ ᴋᴇɴᴛᴏ

I'm pretty sure Kento will say to you that he's not comfortable with your colleague hitting on you.

He won't procrastinate, politely telling your friend that you are in a relationship with him.

Nanami is annoyed by people who don't get it right the first time: your friend won't be happy to see what's hiding under his jacket.

Characterizing his jealousy is easier than Satoru's: while the last one behaves smugly, Kento prefers to make it clear that he shouldn't cross him.

Playing the silent game is not his strong suit. He wraps his arms around your waist and gives you a kiss on the head and with the words, "It's six o'clock, it's time to go home, honey." he directs you to the exit.

You and he don't like to be jealous of each other or give reasons to worry - most probably Kento will offer to discuss that you should call him out as soon as someone starts bothering you.

"You know the best thing is to let them know right away that you're busy." "Well..No..?" "The ring on your hand."

Another one who wants to marry you.

ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ ᴛᴏᴊɪ

Ok-ok, before we get started. Just one little thing. I don't think you'd like to see what will happen if you made him jealous, do you? I don't think that Toji allows you to leave the house without him. You're so pretty and charming so guys would break their necks to gaze at you.

Your light and casual smile him smile involuntarily.

However, he trusts you, for you are also an assassin. He is more likely to show his jealousy in the form of bites on his upper body. Expressing his jealousy in a few words is fear and agony of emotions.

One look full of murder is enough for a man to realize that it's time for him to run far away.

Deep down, somewhere at the bottom of his soul, Toji, like Megumi, is terrified of missing you and going insane for the rest of his life.

Greedily kissing you in front of a guy looking directly him in the eyes to make sure he knows who you're belonging to. Not ashamed to spank you. Yes.

Toji certainly is the type of man who'll show his property.

Part of my mind screams that he would say, "Is he hitting on you, honey?" if he's in a good mood, he'll give a warning and give him a predatory look.

The other part of my mind screams that he wouldn't hesitate to say, "Daddy's here, baby girl." I think the response is understandable - who wants to mess with a Toji like that?

By the way, before you get to Sukuna. Did you think it would be that easy to get rid of your boyfriend? No, not likely.

ꜱᴜᴋᴜɴᴀ

Another man. Geez. Ok, so. SO. If you're dating, [he doesn't call it relationship, only marking and calling you as his property] you won't leave his domain.

Sorry, but it is true. Why would you have to leave when you've got all you need? He praises you as a queen, as the future mother of his children - isn't that bliss?

Sukuna won't be acting as Yuuji or Megumi - if a boy dares to look at you, it is only a one solution - death. No one is worthy to look at you apart from the king

Call it preoccupation or overprotective - you are on his radar beyond the domain.

Even when Sukuna had been in Yuji's body, with a particular desire [i.e., when any guy talks to you] Sukuna can wield his body and show his place to the boy.

It's not jealousy - it's an obsession with you.

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yuujispinkhair · 2 years

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Thinking vividly about stripper yuuji dressed as either a fireman or a delivery boy with a large package. Stripper yuuji who isn't great and has two left feet if you try to dance with him but on his own has a certain flow and can do such good body rolls and when he's concentrating too hard sticks out his tongue. Who offers you the special deluxe package for free even though it's your friends bachelorette party. (He would be such a good stripper I just know he's so good at those body rolls)

Thank you so much for sending me this!! I love Stripper!Yuuji, and honestly, it makes so much sense! I imagine he's a college student, studying filmmaking and taking acting classes. And to earn some money, he started stripping after his gym-bro Todo suggested it to him.

Pairing: Yuuji x Reader (female) Warnings: 18+, suggestive, a bit smutty, mention of cumshot or creampie. All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.

Stripper Yuuji is wearing a firefighter costume and enters the room with some tacky line like, "I heard there's a fire in here, but don't worry ladies, I'm even hotter than the fire!"

It's kinda embarrassing, but he can pull it off, you know what I mean? He says it with that bright, attractive grin on his handsome face, and he laughs afterwards and winks at the audience, looking so sweet and charming in his typical boyish way. He melts hearts and makes panties wet everywhere he goes!

And well, he starts dancing and stripping off clothes, and he's GORGEOUS! Yuuji is a fantastic stripper! He has the body for it and the confidence. Also, he is totally unashamed and doesn't get embarrassed. So yeah, he has the perfect qualifications for this job! And oh yes, those body rolls! He is a master at that! Rolling his hips slowly, flexing his abs and pecs, looking like a young god.

His tight red boxer briefs are overflowing with banknotes in no time at all. Everyone wants to get a little feel of that sexy firefighter. And he is so sweet about it too and says "thank you" like a good boy, blessing everyone with one of his sunshine smiles. He is so yummy! Sexy and sweet! A truly irresistible combination!

The oil is glistening enticingly on his toned muscles, and he grins cheekily when he stops in front of you and fixes you with those pretty honey-colored eyes.

"Hey, I heard there's a fire over here too. Do you want me to extinguish it for you?"

He is definitely right! He really lit a fire in you, and you need his help to cool down again!

Stripper Yuuji places two strong hands on your shoulders and then slowly grinds his hips and pushes his big bulge into your face. He drives you crazy! But he isn't finished with you yet. His smile grows even bigger when he takes your hands in his and gives them an encouraging squeeze before putting them on his firm, round ass. Oh, fuck! He feels so good! And he looks so sexy! And that sweet boyish smirk is making you dizzy with want! You need to see all of him! Your fingers twitch and pull slightly on his tight red boxer briefs. Yuuji chuckles.

You bite your lip when you look up at him, and he smiles and is like:

"If you want to see my fire hose, you should come to the bedroom with me. Maybe I'll let you hold it for me."

He makes you laugh and moan at the same time. Of course, you say yes and let him grab your hand and pull you along so he can give you a private show. His special deluxe package which might end with him extinguishing that fire with his big load of cum and you screaming his name.

Afterwards, when you are dressed again, you want to press some more banknotes into his hand, but Yuuji laughs and gives them back to you.

"Nah, please keep the money! But if you want to give me your phone number, I will gladly take that as my tip!"

So, it looks like you might get that special deluxe package more often now!

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