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✧.* CHAPTER 55 || The Filth

[ { SYPNOSIS } ] ➤ A tale in which Gojo Satoru blackmails you into seducing a list of people to clear his debt. Sounds easy enough, right?

[ { CHAPTER CONTENT } ] ➤ just... just filthy smut okay.

[ { A/N } ] ➤ Another chapter written as I was in heat btw. ;)

[ { WORD COUNT } ] ➤ 6.7k

[ { PAIRINGS } ] ➤ jjk men x f!reader. gojo x f!reader. geto x f!reader. toji x f!reader. choso x f!reader. sukuna x f!reader. nanami x f!reader.

[ [ chapters mlist } ]

——AND ALTHOUGH CHOSO’S PERFECT for you, after about a week of dating, you’re ninety-nine percent sure he-, your boyfriend has a damn switch inside him. Something in him would just shift into this man whose mouth became so damn filthy with you.

Was it bad that you enjoyed it too? You think it was something about it being unexpected as to why your cunt was dripping like crazy as Choso’s cock slid down your throat.

He wasn’t mean to you during the day or anything. As stated before, Choso was perfect and as your boyfriend, he was even better than perfect somehow. He was such a gentleman, so kind and careful with you, attentive, understanding, and just a giant walking green flag.

Now, after seven days of dating the man, you have addressed his possessiveness and tendency to get jealous over the smallest things— which he promises to work on just for you. Choso would do anything for you so something as simple as changing the way he thinks or feels about certain things was nothing to him.

But, all that greatness aside, during sex he was different. And god damn you were not ready for it. You’d think after sleeping with Choso countless times before, things wouldn’t really change when you were dating but… something had changed, he had changed.

Hence why it’s suspected that there’s a literal switch in his head because something just flipped as you tried to surprise him with a little reward for being such a wonderful boyfriend. The night of your date, neither of you had sex so it’d been a while since you slept with him-, weeks since you slept with him.

Even so, you didn’t recall Choso’s mouth being this filthy with you? Nor do you remember him being so… in control. Usually, midway through sex Choso would let you have your way with him or things would go the other way around, either way, dominance was an off-and-on thing.

But tonight? Oh dominance was all the way on and you had nothing to prepare you for it. And Choso’s sex drive was through the roof for some reason too…

Anyway, you think it’s because of your little surprise. Maybe you should be more careful the next time you decide to wear lingerie for your boyfriend…

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But, as stated before, nothing could’ve prepared you for him. Hence why you stood in the bathroom of his apartment minutes before that all happened, checking yourself to make sure you looked good.

It was yet another Friday night and you’d been back and forth to Choso’s place these past few days. The semester had started up again but since it was the early weeks, school wasn’t too harsh yet, nothing but introductory assignments and small tasks here and there.

Even so, you stood looking in the mirror toying with the strap of your vibrant red shaded bra that lay beneath the baggy white shirt on your body— the shirt being Choso’s of course.

You did have on sweatpants but since you wanted to surprise him, you quickly rid yourself of those and you were going to reveal the lingerie set to your boyfriend by stripping yourself of his shirt in front of him. He’ll love this, you thought to yourself with a slight smile on your face.

Mhm, you had it all planned out. You were about to go into his room, not-so-innocently see what he’s doing, tease him a bit, and ultimately have sex with him for the first time since you started dating. In your head, you thought Choso would want to take it slow with you and make love with you so that’s kinda why you bought lingerie.

And even if he didn’t want to take things slow and lovingly, you wouldn’t complain if he tore you out of the pricey fabric and completely ruined you.

All those thoughts aside though, as you finally walked out of the bathroom, your feet lightly walking over the hallway floor whilst you sneakily made your way to his bedroom, you couldn’t wait to see the look on his face. Would he blush at the sight of you? Or would he shower you with compliments instantly?

You soon approach his room, the door wide open and the light seeping out into the hallway you walked through. In Choso’s head, you were supposed to be in his living room right now watching TV— that being the last thing you told him you were gonna do a few hours ago.

Your head popped around the corner of his door frame to get a peek into his room only to find Choso’s back to you as he sat at the art desk in his room. A smile spread across your face as you noticed a pencil in one hand and his other laid against a piece of paper.

Slowly, you slipped into his room as quietly as possible and crept up behind him. Once you stood directly behind the man, you took a peek over his shoulder and saw he was sketching some kinda design. After a second of admiring his progress, you raised your hands up and covered his eyes gently before moving to his ears.

“Guess who?” You whisper playfully.

Choso’s hand stops mid pencil-stroke and he smiles. The fact that he didn't even flinch or seem phased by your sudden presence made you think he heard you or something, “Guess who? Well, I’m hoping you’re my wonderful girlfriend…” He replies.

You keep your hands over his eyes, “Wronggg,” You tease.

He chuckles, “Wrong? Okay, thennn… my amazing girlfriend,” Choso corrects, to which you snicker, “Orrr, my beautiful girlfriend. Playful girlfriend? Or, y’know, maybe all of the above and the woman I love.”

Taking your hands off his eyes, you pull away from his ear and his head turns to you. You giggle, “That’s a lot of girlfriends you have…”

“Nono, that’s all my one and only girlfriend,” He says, playing into your joke.

You narrow your eyes tauntingly, “Yeah? She sounds like a handful.”

“Ehh,” Choso shrugs a little, “She’s my handful and I love her just the way she is.”

His words make your smile widen before you lean in and plant a small kiss on his lips. Choso reciprocates the action, grinning against you as he does so. After the small kiss, you pull away and glance down at what he was doing before you interrupted.

“What’s that for?” You ask curiously.

Choso follows your gaze down to his sketch and he sighs, “It’s for one of my classes,” He hums.

You blink, “How? The semester just started…”

“Well, this is due later on but I just wanted to get an idea or two out on paper,” He explains, “Did you need somethin’ though? If so, I can stop.”

You chuckle a little, “I just wanted to see what you were doing,” You tell him innocently as you stand up, “But, I do also have a little surprise for you…” Your words come out in a mischievous hum and you start to back away from where he’s seated.

Choso began to spin his chair around slowly, “Oh? What kinda surprise?”

His head turns before the rest of his body and you watch his eyes drop to your frame, scanning the way his shirt looks hanging off you so loosely. Choso can’t help but smirk when he finds that the white fabric of the top stops just at the start of your thighs— having not even paid attention to the obvious bright red beneath the shirt you wore.

He always gets distracted when you wear his shirt, always torn between wanting to cuddle you in it and wanting to fuck you in it. But, after his few seconds of studying you, your hands go to the bottom of the shirt and his eyes widen as you start lifting it up.

“I’m not sure if you’re into this kinda thing but,” You say casually as you pull his shirt up and off your body, revealing the red lingerie set you purchased just for him. “Well… Surprise,” You hum sweetly, tossing his shirt off to the side and looking at your boyfriend.

Choso blinks once. Then twice, then a third time. He’d yet to turn his chair to you fully, stopping about halfway so, his body was facing your right but his head was turned to you and his eyes were… his eyes were everywhere.

First, they dropped to your crotch and you could hear the way he swallowed, studying the vibrant fabric on your skin and how it looked on you. Then, Choso’s gaze lifted to your torso and he smiled for only a second— you wish you knew what he was thinking. Second to last, he looks at your tits, and fuck does that lingerie set make them look good.

Choso clears his throat and, ultimately, his eyes find their way back to your face after a long moment. When you meet his gaze, you see how lidded his eyes have become and no smile or words is coming from him yet so you wonder if he even likes it.

Oh, he liked it alright-, loved it even. It took one little glance at you and his cock was twitching like crazy. His hips shifted in his seat ever so slightly, the tip of his dick leaking pre in reaction to you. The effect you had on your poor boyfriend was insane.

Tilting your head, you swing your hands behind your back, “Cho? Do you-”

“Come here,” Choso says, his voice low.

Oh. A chill slipped down your spine with the way his words came out. His eyes were so intense on yours and you almost didn’t move.

Choso raises a brow when he notices you froze and he spins his chair around to face you. Leaning back and parting his legs, “Baby, I said come here,” He emphasizes as his gaze grows more serious and stern with you.

Your feet began to move and you brought your hands in front of you, slightly nervously playing with your fingers as you approached him. Then, you stopped just about one step away from him and Choso sighed.

“Closer,” He orders, spreading his thighs further apart so that you have enough space to stand in between them.

When did your body grow so hot? Or maybe that’s because of him… Seeing as your eyes dropped down to his crotch, you couldn't help but find it attractive the way he manspread right in front of you, gray sweatpants clung to his body so nicely-

Choso suddenly starts leaning to sit up and your eyes and body jump when his hand creeps toward you. He reaches to your hip, and your hip only, hooking a single finger beneath the strap of your panties and tugging you toward him. Your feet shuffle against his carpet floor and come to a stop when you stand in between his legs.

Your boyfriend unhooks his finger and his hand caresses your hip for a second before the touch slips off and he leans back again.

You swallow, “Well? Do… Do you like it-“

“Shut up,” Choso suddenly says, your lips zipping closed instantly. “Don’t say a word, princess. Just uh,” His hand raises to his face and he wipes his mouth before rubbing his jaw a bit, eyes down on your body again, “Just lemme’ process… this.”

You nod a little, still keeping quiet as he just studies you. You really wish you could read minds because you damn sure couldn’t read his facial expression. If only you knew about the things going on in that man’s head right now.

Choso never knew himself to have this much patience and self-control because he definitely had half a mind to toss you on his bed and fuck you long and hard enough to have this same expensive fabric covered in his cum. His mind was hazed with the idea of it, the idea of watching his cum slip down your body, against the lingerie, and maybe even out of you.

“Turn around,” Choso breathes out after a minute or two.

His words make you stiffen, “Wha-“

Choso looks up at your eyes, “Turn. Around.” He repeats, his voice low.

You swallow down your nerves and turn slowly, soon facing away from your boyfriend and having your back to him.

“Mh,” You hear Choso hum, then there’s a slight creak as he leans forward in his chair, “Now bend over.”

Your eyes go wide and you look over your shoulder and back to him, “What? Choso-“

“You heard me,” He claims, “I said bend over. Don’t make me say it again.”

You gulp and then release a long breath of air before facing forward again. Then, you tip your torso forward and bend over just as he’s asked you to.

Choso nods his head and his hand moves to tap the outer side of your thigh, “Good girl,” He praises, words going straight to your core, “Now spread your legs a bit so you’re not uncomfortable.”

No matter how you spread your legs, you were going to feel awkward bent over in front of him like this. “C-Choso-��

His hand goes to your ass and he suddenly slaps it, making you flinch and your eyes go wide. “What.” He says, sounding almost irritated.

You gulp, “Why… Why do you want me to-“

“Needed’ a closer look,” He cuts off, his hand rubbing over the same area of your ass he just slapped as if to soothe you. Then, his palm shifts, and his fingers trace against the outline of your panties, sliding down and down and down until he takes his hand off you.

There’s a moment of stillness and silence before Choso’s thumb makes contact with your clothed cunt, slipping against the fabric of your panties and in between your folds— the contact makes your lips part and a breathy sum of air leaves you.

“Cho,” You whisper, to which he smirks.

“Hm?” Choso hums, feeling your cunt twitch beneath the fabric in between his finger and you.

You swallow, “You never uh… You never said if you liked it or not,” You point out shyly.

He nods even though you can’t see him, halfway processing your words as the slick sound of his thumb sliding against your cunt distracts him.

“Damn baby, the fuck did you get so wet from?” Choso asks, voice deeper and lower with you. He feels how your pussy squirms against his thumb and he smirks, “Ohhh, me? You got this wet from me, princess?” He asks.

Though, it didn’t sound like he was talking to you?

Choso’s thumb rolls a circle over your sex and you start to bring your legs close together again, to which he scoffs and moves his free hand to one of your thighs, prohibiting you from moving anymore. His thumb then hooks over and onto the fabric of your panties and he pulls at them, a slip of air brushing over your wet cunt for a moment before he releases the fabric and allows it to slap over you.

He then takes both of his hands and places them on your thighs before pulling you back a bit more and leaning his face forward. You start to turn your head back as best you could but all movement comes to a halt when his lips press into you.

Then… Then it’s his tongue. Choso’s pierced tongue slides in between your folds and he licks a stripe against you and your panties, not even bothering to move them aside just yet.

You inhale sharply, “Choso-,”

His lips cup your cunt and he hums against you, fingers gripping onto your outer thighs as he does so. “You put this on f’me?” Choso mumbles into you slowly.

“Uhuh,” You breathe out.

He pulls his head away from your sex and licks what little of your taste he got off his lips. Choso smirks and then pries his hands off your body, leaning back into his seat and rolling his hips up to comfort himself.

“Turn to me,” He requests, moving a single hand over his crotch and palming his erection. He was struggling so hard to control himself.

How was he supposed to react to this? His pretty girlfriend coming to him in a lingerie set to surprise him? Fuck, the thought alone made his cock ache. Choso swore he was about to moan when he first laid eyes on you.

And here you are now, turning to face him again with that innocent little look on your face. You had no idea what you were doing to him, did you? How crazy you drove him? Choso found it cute that you were clueless as to what he had planned for you tonight.

He didn’t even have to say anything and you were already getting down on your knees, leaning toward him and replacing his hand with yours to palm his cock through his sweats. Your eyes went wide at how painfully hard he was. It seems you got your answer as to whether or not he liked it…

Choso sighs heavily as his eyes settle on your dainty hand running over his dick print, feeling the way your fingers rubbed over him and needing to suck his lower lip into his mouth to conceal a groan.

“Baby,” Choso mutters, his breathing grown heavy already, “Are you gonna’ tease me all night or are you gonna suck me off?”

You smirk at his impatience and tilt your head as you lift your gaze up to his face, “Someone’s bossy tonight…”

He scoffs, “Shut up, you like it.”

You roll your eyes at him and slip your hand up to his waistband, tauntingly running your fingers beneath it and feeling against his tense skin, “I dunno Cho… This isn’t like you.” You hum.

Choso stares down at you, “Well how else am I supposed to react to my girlfriend wearing lingerie for me?” He replies sassily, “You look so fuckin’ pretty in it ‘nd jus’ lookin’ at you got me so damn hard.”

You start tugging his sweats down and he lifts his hips to assist you, watching with hooded eyes as your hands move agonizingly slow toward his briefs.

Choso couldn’t take it anymore. As pretty as you looked on your knees and moving so teasingly for him, he quite literally couldn’t take it— quickly reaching his hands down and tugging his cock out with a heavy sigh leaving him.

You blink as you gather the sight of his dick in front of you— so big and veiny, leaky tip just begging for your attention. You couldn’t help but watch in a daze as Choso wrapped his fingers around his shaft and gave himself a few strokes, his low-lidded eyes locked onto the sight of you watching him.

He groans out your name and your cunt flutters around nothing at the sound. Choso’s voice had to have dropped at least two octaves because it was so damn low and deep with you all of a sudden, heavy with arousal and need for you.

You flick your eyes up to his face and jump at the sight of his gaze on you already. He looked so intimidating.

Then, Choso moves his free hand to the top of your head and urges your face closer to his cock, nodding his chin down to your mouth, “Open.” He orders.

You were left wanting to tease him about his neediness and wanting to obey his every command at the same time. Ultimately, your mouth opens for the man and you keep your eyes on his.

Choso heaves out a pant and parts his thighs all the more further before angling his cock into your mouth. The second his flushed and dripping tip slips over your tongue, you go to lick him and wrap your lips around his member— an instant and guttural groan leaving his throat.

His hand leaves his shaft and yours quickly replaces it as you focus your mouth on his tip. You slick your tongue through the slit of his cock and Choso’s brows tense in satisfaction, “Mmgh… hah, fuck.” He breathes, tipping his head back against his chair.

You tilt your hand and start sucking on only the tip of his cock, the rest heavy and twitching in your hand as you start to pump his length. He bucks up into your touch a little and scoffs.

“Princess,” Choso calls out lowly, “Your throat, take my cock down your throat,” He directs.

And, naturally, you listen to him and start to take him into your mouth. A lustful smile spreads across his face as he feels himself enter the warmth and wetness of your mouth, hissing at the way your tongue slicks over the underside of his cock.

You felt him twitch in your mouth and you swore he was getting impossibly harder, veins pulsing against your tongue as you sucked on him carefully.

Your head bobs up and down a few times before the sound of Choso’s voice makes you moan around him, “Deeper, princess, deeper.” He instructs again, to which you take more of his inches into your mouth and hum around him, “Yeahhhh, fuck, that’s it.” Choso moans.

You pull off him slowly for barely even a second, only to bring your mouth right back down and suck him off eagerly.

The sound of his slight pants was causing you to pool in your panties as you bobbed your head up and down and took him in and out of your mouth. Normally, Choso wasn’t much of a talker when you gave him head— he’d usually just groan and moan.

But tonight? Oh tonight was much different. This is exactly why you moan again when he whines a little as he speaks, “Uhuh, suck my cock jus’ like that baby…” Choso urges.

You start to lift your head again but his hand suddenly shifts into your hair and pushes you right back down, “C’mon, go all the way down, princess,” He utters, “Show me how you use that tongue-,” He’s cut off when you suck him in deeper and your tongue gets dangerously close to his base, “Mhm, y-yeahh… there you go…”

There’s been numerous times you’ve sucked Choso off and yet, you still struggled to take him all the way in sometimes. Just barely would his tip knock into the back of your throat here and there but in the end, his cock was just so much bigger than your mouth.

And there he was, sitting with a hand over your head and his fingers curling into your hair as he started to guide you through it. Up and down, Choso watched in a daze as your mouth sucked on his cock, head bobbing so cutely below him.

His shaft was covered in a messy mix of your saliva and his precum, your movements steadily growing sloppier in a way you knew he liked.

Choso grits his teeth when you suddenly dip all the way down, your nose making light contact with his pelvis and his dick pressing into the back of your throat as you relax it just to take him all the way in.

“Hahh… S-So fuckin’ tight, shit…” He groans, “All this f’me?” Choso asks, his hand carefully pulling you up only a little just to force your mouth right back down, “Wearin’ lingerie, suckin’ my dick like… like a fuckin’ slut, for what?”

Your eyes flickered back and you whimpered out a moan against his cock in reaction to him suddenly degrading you. He’s never done that before— Choso’s never called you anything like that but god damn it made you so stupidly horny.

“Hm?” Choso hums as he lifts your head up and allows you a chance to breathe, “What’s all this for, huh?”

You clear your throat and then swallow, licking your lips as you make eye contact with him, “F-For bein’ such a good boyfriend.”

The corner of Choso’s lips quirk into a slight smirk, “Yeah? This is what I get for bein’ good to you?”

You nod, “Mhm…”

“So, I treat you like you should be treated and in return,” Choso tilts his head and flashes that slight but sexy lazy smile of his, “My girlfriend turns into a lil’ slut f’me?”

He sees on your face how flustered his question got you and the way you’re looking up at him was driving him insane— Choso swore he was seconds away from releasing all over your expression.

He moves a hand to his cock and shifts to tap your lips with his tip, “Hm? Answer me, baby.” Choso requests.

You nod, “Y-Yeah.”

“Yeah? So if that’s the case then,” He smirks again, “I can treat you like one, right?”

“Uhuh,” You nod again, more eagerly this time.

You were so cute. Choso removes his hand from your head and suddenly stands to his feet, causing you to shuffle back on your knees a bit so there’s room.

“Y’know,” Choso grunts a bit as he starts fisting his cock in quick pulls, “I didn’t realize you liked bein’ degraded this much, princess.”

You swallow, “I like it when you degrade me.”

Choso bites his lower lip, “Oh yeah?”

Your thighs draw together in a slight attempt at giving yourself some kind of relief, “Mhm..”

He tilts his head and his strokes grow faster and rougher, “Alright then, open your mouth f’me again ‘nd jus’ sit there lookin’ pretty while I fuck your throat,” Choso breathes out.

Your jaw is quick to drop for him and you lean closer, lips parted for the man as you keep your eyes up on his. One of his hands goes to the top of your head and the other maneuvers his length into your mouth, quickly and roughly thrusting his hips forward and making you gag around him.

“Mmgh-,” He hums deeply, the vibration of you gagging around him so suddenly making his body twitch, “Fuck that felt good… hah, you’re gonna’ make me cum…”

With only one hand atop your head, Choso starts to fuck his cock into your mouth. You just sit there and let him use you like a pretty cocksleeve, moaning and gagging each time he pushes in a bit deeper than you could handle. At some point, he slows for a second and the hand on your head forces you to move.

Back and forth and back and forth, Choso has you gulping and sucking on his cock so messily. Saliva began to escape from the corners of your lips and sloppy wet sounds filled his room along with his groans.

“Faster baby, c’mon…” He urges.

You try your best to suck him off in quicker pulls, tongue rolling and lulling all over his dick and even tracing against his veins.

Choso whines a little, “Yeahh… keep goin’, fuuuck…” He starts panting again and he grunts, “Fuckin’ slut-,” He chokes out, “Makin’ me feel so good…”

“Mmh,” You hum against him as your eyes grow teary.

“Yeah? My slutty girlfriend, fuck. Baby,” He moans lightly, “I’m gonna fuck you so hard after this.”

You choke around his cock, realizing he plans on going at it all night.

Choso’s member twitches inside your mouth and you can tell he’s close as his voice starts to pitch, “Pretty pussy deserves some attention too, doesn’t she?” He asks you in a husk tone, “Not jus’ your mouth… Gotta’ fuck your cunt too, feel her’ squeeze ‘round me for hours… hahhh, ahh… m’gonna cum jus’ thinkin’ about it-,” His words die out as a pornographic moan leaves his lips.

You’re dizzy and cockdrunk at this point and Choso’s back to just thrusting and thrusting into you, getting fucked out by the messy feeling of your throat and the sounds of your choking and gagging.

“M’gonna cum,” Choso whimpers, “Y-You’re so fuckin’ loud ‘nd messy baby, makin’ me cum so quickly like this…”

Quickly? Just how long was he planning to use your throat like this?

With another groan, Choso pulls out of your mouth and jerks himself off quickly enough to drive him over the edge— the slick and sloppy sounds of his movements filling your ears just moments before he releases all over your face and the upper half of your torso. Ultimately, his cum lands all over you and especially on the lingerie just like he wanted.

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And as he said, moments later he had you on his bed sobbing and moaning into his sheets— panties pulled to the side as he fucked you down into the mattress.

With a hand on your head and the other forcing your back to arch further for him, Choso was pounding his heavy cock into you like there was no tomorrow. You were so wet when this started that he didn’t need to prep you for anything and every inch of him slid into you perfectly.

“Fuckin’ pussy was made to take my cock,” Choso groaned out to you, “Right baby? That’s all you’re meant to do right? Jus’ take cock for hours ‘nd hours ‘nd never get tired?”

His words were driving you insane, cunt gushing and fluttering around his cum covered member. You came so much already and your legs were quivering below the man.

Nodding dumbly into the sheets, you couldn’t even think straight more, “Yeahhh…ah-, fuck… Choso-, ha-ahh…” You moaned, fingers curling into his bed sheets as if to brace yourself.

The hand on your back slid down your arch and against your spine until he got to your ass and smacked it, grunting at the sound and the sight of his hand having left a mark on your skin. The rest of your body was decorated in hickeys, bite marks, his cum— everything. The man had you ruined as someone else once had you before.

The two of you had been in almost every position by now, and in each one Choso was so mean and aggressive with you. He was so deep inside you, burying his cock to the hilt of your cunt as you whined and whimpered.

From you’re takin’ me so well baby to such a good slut f’me, keep ridin’ me jus’ like that—don’t fuckin’ stop, Choso’s mouth was just on a roll with you today. One moment it’s praise and the next he’s telling you how his cum makes you look ten times better and that sluts like you needa’ be covered in it.

Sometimes he was just babbling and other times he was fully serious with what he said, especially when he was able to groan his words into your ear. Choso told you how you were his slut, his good girl, and that only he gets to fuck you to this point.

That point being where you’re trying to reach a hand back and push him away or get him to slow down as his pelvis crashes into your ass and his balls smack against your puffy clit over and over again. You were so out of it but he didn’t care.

That bra of yours that you wore for him was gone, somewhere in his room decorated in his cum and even broken. Your panties were all you had on and Choso’s fingers hooked around them to keep them pulled to the side to rut into you properly.

He stared at the fabric and how it looked straining against your skin due to his tugs, the item sure to leave even more marks on your body.

Choso himself wasn't even spared from the marks. His back had been clawed earlier when the two of you were in missionary and his shoulders and arms had more scratches from when he forced you to bounce on his cock. He had a hickey or two but you didn’t really get much time to leave them on him since he was far too in control.

In one night, you experienced so much with this man— from him choking you while his hips snapped into you, to his fingers shoved deep into your mouth as he told you to shut up and take his cock, and even to him biting your shoulder while forcing your hips back on him.

Choso loved you, yes. But he also loved fucking you like a man who hadn’t had sex for months— which was true, he hadn’t had sex since Christmas so, it was almost another two months he went without you.

He fucked you at such an animalistic pace too, just pounding and pounding into you for hours. All this over some lingerie… You could only imagine how he’d be under different circumstances— how feral the man would become.

Choso was so addicted to the way your body felt against his and you even learned something new about him— he apparently has a thing for your thighs.

At some point into the night, after squirting all over his cock at least five times in a row and nearly passing out on him, you were obviously tired but he wanted to keep going. Each time his dick went down, he’d simply look at you and that damn red fabric hugging your skin and he’d spring right back up.

But, in courtesy of your lack of stamina, Choso decided to do something different to get off. He wrapped an arm around your legs as you laid on your back and he lifted them up, pressing them to his chest before sliding his cock in between your thighs. You were pretty dazed but you watched him use your legs to get off.

The way the tip of his cock was just dripping in cum and getting all over your legs was utterly sinful. Tiredly, you lifted your gaze to his face and saw heavy pants and cute whines leaving his wet parted lips. His face was red, his eyes were so low, and his hair was loose and completely disheveled. Choso was beyond drunk off of you and fucked out.

“Hahhhh…” Choso breathed, slowly making eye contact with you as he shallowly thrust his dick in between your legs, “Fuck-, thank you for this baby…” He murmurs.

Your voice is so soft that it sounded as though you may have lost it, “F-For what?”

Choso tips his head back and he moans, “This… Lettin’ me use you like this. Shit-, you’re so perfect. Such a pretty and perfect girlfriend I have,” He babbles out to you, “Love’ you s’much, princess.”

You chuckle wearily, “Uhuh, love you too, Cho…”

“We should probably shower after this, yeah?” He offers, smiling a bit before rolling his head back into place and raising a brow at you.

Your eyes were down on the way his cock looked rutting in and out of your inner thighs that were smushed together, watching how he starts to cum for the nth time of the night. It was so sloppy but spurts of his warm release covered your torso and your legs all over again— leaving you in such a lewd state.

“…Cho,” You whispered, “You c-came s’much…”

He nods and flashes a drained little smile, “Yeahh, I know… M’sorry baby, I saw that pretty set of yours ‘nd wanted to empty my balls onto it…” Choso hums innocently.

You roll your eyes, “I’ll be more careful next time I decide to do this…” You tell him.

Choso chuckles at you before shifting your legs so that he can lower himself down to your body, moving to kiss your jawline once he’s close enough, “Next time m’not lettin’ you get any sleep.”

You scoff and glance over to his nearby clock, “Choso it’s three in the morning.”

“Mhm, I know,” He hums against your skin, smirking a bit.

“You’re crazy,” You sigh out in response.

Choso sucks on the area below your jaw softly before running his teeth over it, “Crazy for you, yeah,” He laughs, “You wore lingerie f’me and told me you’re my lil’ slut, how am I supposed to react?”

You shrug sheepishly, “I dunno-, and wait, I told you what?”

He smiles, “You really are out of it aren’t you baby?”

Choso moves to hover his face over yours and you blink as the two of you make eye contact. “I called myself your slut?” You ask curiously.

“Yeah,” He smirks, “And even though you kept whinin’ about me goin’ too fast, you kept pulling me closer and creamin’ around my cock like you didn’t want me to stop-“

“Choso,” You cut off.

His smirk widens, “What?”

“Enough with the dirty talk, please.” Your request comes out gentle since his words were flustering you.

He tilts his head to the side, ruffled hair swaying as he does so, “Why? You’ gettin’ worked up again? I can go another round, especially if we’re going to the bathroom. I could fuck you against the shower wall, oh, orrr in the tub-“

“No Choso, m’tired.” You say sternly.

He pouts, “Jus’ the tip, princess?”

“Absolutely not,” You huff.

Choso starts laughing and then he leans down and plants one little peck on your lips, nodding and accepting his defeat in convincing you. “Alright, yes ma’am.” He hums lightly before moving to get off you.

You just lay there for a while as Choso moves around. Before you even realized it, your eyes were shutting and you were falling asleep.

By the time Choso returns his attention to you, having gone to straighten up the mess of disregarded clothes on the floor, he coos at the way you look resting so peacefully despite the filthy mess he’d made of you.

He obviously wasn’t going to leave you like that so, Choso did his thing as your boyfriend and moved to lift you, quickly taking you to his bathroom and carefully cleaning you of his remnants. He really did cover you in his cum— it was all over you and he couldn’t help but chuckle as he cleaned you off.

After bathing you clean, he carried you out to his living room couch so that he could finish cleaning his room and the two of you could sleep there peacefully.

Choso hurried to do so, changing the messy bed sheets and pillows and tossing the soiled ones into the wash in a hurry so that he could bring you into the bed as quickly as possible. The last thing he wanted was for you to wake up on the couch and have a repeat of what happened that one time when you thought he left you.

Hell, even then he was worried like crazy— nearly locking himself out of your apartment. Luckily though, because he was running out quickly that night, all he’d done was borrow the set of apartment keys you had lying on your kitchen counter.

He returned them when he came back and he’s kinda glad you never asked about it because, at the time, he did have thoughts of doing other things with those keys… Not that he ever acted on them though, they were just thoughts.

All that aside, once Choso was done, he hurried back out to you, lifted you from his couch, and transported your resting frame to his bed. He only put one of his spare shirts on you so that you were somewhat decent and on himself was nothing more than some sweats.

After getting you into bed, Choso got in behind you and wrapped an arm around your waist, planting a little kiss on the side of your neck and whispering a soft I love you to you despite you resting.

Then, the arm around your waist gripped onto you a bit tighter and Choso shut his eyes, hugging you in a way that said he’d never let go, no matter what you did— you were his now, and he was yours.

Nothing and no one would change that.

Any issue ever brought up in the future, he’d work through with you. Anything about him you don’t like, he’d change. There wasn’t anything Choso wouldn’t do to keep you happy with him.

All his. Finally, you were all his.

GOJO SATORU ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙀𝙖𝙨𝙮

GETO SUGURU ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙀𝙖𝙨𝙮

TOJI FUSHIGURO ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙈𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙪𝙢

KAMO CHOSO ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙎𝙚𝙢𝙞-𝙈𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙪𝙢 / 𝙀𝙖𝙨𝙮

ZEN'IN NAOYA ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙀𝙭𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙀𝙖𝙨𝙮

ITADORI SUKUNA ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙎𝙚𝙢𝙞-𝙀𝙖𝙨𝙮???

NANAMI KENTO ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙙

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jtkys · 2 months

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If gojo is canonically good at pretty much anything he tries do you guys think that means he writes fanfics about himself for shits n giggles

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erenqueef · 18 days

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𝐧𝐚𝐨𝐲𝐚★𝐳𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧

warnings: mature content! - smut

𝒻ℯ𝓂 𝓇ℯ𝒶𝒹ℯ𝓇

title: good girl

you were a poor low class girl, your family had a huge debt towards the zenin clan and the only way they could save them selfs was to sell off their daughter, you.

it's been a rough 3 months being a maid for the family, your currently making your least favorite member naoya zenins bed. "your so slow it's embarrassing." he taunts.

you choose to ignore him, which makes him more irritated. "what are you deaf?" he grabs your arm and spins you to face him. "you'll listen to me when i speak you hear me women?"

"your annoying.. do you ever shut up?!" you raise your voice, flinching when he comes closer.

"oh so you do have some back bone in you. that's too bad. i like my women obedient." he smirks. "you know, your not so bad. look wise i mean. i bet you can give me a glorious son."

you shove him away, annoyed at not only him but yourself for feeling your stomach flip at his words. "fuck off."

he scoffs and pulls you closer. "your lucky your pretty, i would have slapped you already for that attitude you have. but i can't damage these precious cheeks now can i? not for your benefit but for mine. after all i want you to use this big mouth for something other then cursing at me." he grins.

"if you think im gonna give you anything then your out of your mind." you hadn't noticed how close your face was to his.

"im pretty self aware." his hands wrap over your waist. "now are you gonna give in?"

your knees buckle. "if i don't?"

"i think you already are."

you curse at yourself in your head, why did this douche bag have to be so.. hot? "maybe, it would be easier to admit it if your personality wasn't shit."

he chuckled under his breath, his eyes not leaving yours. "im the best you can ever get, admit it already."

you sarcastically laugh. "like i'd ever do that."

"i'll just have to make you admit it then." he pushes you back on his bed, you sit there confused yet exited before he puts one of his knees on the mattress. between your legs. you get pushed back so your laying flat on the bed, his knee pressed against your crotch.

you watch him as he intertwines his finders with yours on each of your hands, pinning you down. "what are you gonna do to me huh?"

"i'd hate to spoil you." he smirks, leaning closer to your face and repositioning his legs so yours are wrapped around his hips. now instead of his knee pressing against you it's his bulge. his warm breath hits your mouth, his breath has a cool peppermint scent.

your fingers squeeze his hands, your legs pulling his lap to push against your pussy, it having its own heart beat as you pulse it in and out the more you feel his thick cock twitch.

he smirks and lowers his face to the crook of your neck, breathing and inhaling your scent witch was surprisingly intoxicating him.

he licks his lips before pressing them against your neck, the cold moister of his saliva making you shiver.

he grinds his whole nobody against yours, starting with his lips that glide up your neck, his chest and hips moving in a waving motion as his tongue glides up and down your throat, you tilt your head to give him better access. your eyes feeling heavy.

his hands slowly un-grip yours before tucking one behind the nape of your neck and gripping it, using his elbow to hold himself up. the other slides down your chest giving you a surprise of a tight squeeze to your breast.

"say you want me." he whispers into your ear.

you let your pride down just this once, cause in your defense, you were soaking wet. "i want you." you whisper back, more like you want his cock.

he stands and unbuckles his belt and pants, his bulge now very noticeable as it twitches in his underwear. "come take these off me."

you sit up and immediately reach for his boxers, you slide them down as his 10-inch cock springs free.

you can already see the smirk on his lips when your eyes widen. you look up at him as he starts to hold your hair into a poly tail. "i want you to suck it." it's almost like he seen through your plan. like he knew you wanted his cock, but was he gonna give it to you?

your tongue flicks out and swirls over his tip, but he has other plans. he pushes your head down half way cause that's as far you were able to go. "more baby, take it all." he pushes in more, causing you to gag and nearly tear up. he pulls out and watches as you take a breath. he wasn't only long but he was thick.

it wasn't long before he tore your cloths off. he had no patience. "spread your legs."

(play: woo-rihanna)

"your so bossy. how about i show you who's in charge for once huh?" you stand and push him back on the bed, he surprisingly doesn't refuse, instead he pulls you down on top of him.

"im fine with you doing the work, what, you thought i'd pass up laying back and watch you struggle?" he grins. brushing his tip against your slick folds, you were so fucking wet.

"i'll be the one giving you a struggle." you take his hands and pin them to the bed, you slowly slide down on his cock, your head falls limp and your moans are shaky. this was the biggest you've had.

"it's cute you think your strong enough to keep me like this." he pushes your hands back and pulls them behind your back and holds them there. "ride me."

your expression was both pained and full of pleasure as you started to slowly bounce, of corse not going all the way down, he was already all the way in while not even being all the way in.

"fuck," a pathetic whimper leaves your lips. your eyes squeezed shut as you take only half, thinking it was the whole thing.

"all the way down." he whispers, letting your hands free and grabbing your ass, pushing you to take more inches of his cock.

a high pitched moan escapes your mouth. you doubt you can take it all but he didn't care about your watery eyes and your pained expression, he squeezes your ass and thrusts up into you. basically tearing your walls up.

you continuously moan as tears fall from your cheeks, it felt so fucking good but terribly painful.

naoya continues to thrust into you. his eyes don't leave your face, he loves seeing you cry over his cock, he loves seeing you moan and whimper cause of him.

you were already so close to your climax, but naoya had other plans. he pulls out and throws you next to him. flipping you over so your laying flat on your stomach with your hands behind your back. he moves his tip past your thighs and back to your throbbing entrance. he slides back in till he's all 10 inches deep, you moan again and again once he starts pumping into you relentlessly.

"move to your hands and knees." he wraps his arm under your stomach and helps you get on all fours, his cock sliding out. he pushes your upper back down so your arching for him. "good girl." he slides his middle and index finger inside you before leaning down and swirling his tongue over your clit.

"naoya.." you look back at him. his free hand giving your ass a slap.

he stands and rubs his tip over your clit before sticking it back inside you. "you should have shaved so i can tongue fuck you better." you weren't expecting any less from him..

he don't even let you speak, he starts pounding you while his nails dig into your hips. he grabs your hair and pulls it back, causing you to moan even louder. "your.. mh, not shaved either."

he pulls you up by your hair so your back flushes against his chest. "it's not like it got in the way, you couldn't even fit it all down your throat." he whispers in your ear before moving your hair and biting down on your neck.

you reach behind you and hold his hips, you felt close again. you toss your head back and lay it on his shoulder. for some reason he took that as a sign to grab your neck and squeeze it, catching you slightly off guard but he pulls you so your basically bending back wards so when you open your eyes his face is hovering over yours, his lips crash into yours, his tongue almost choking you.

he pulls away and looks into your eyes. "open your mouth." you open your mouth slightly. "wider." he demands. you open wider, a smirk forming on his lips. "tongue." trying not to role your eyes you stick your tongue out. he then spits in your mouth and seals it by licking your tongue.

your eyes role back, he pounds you harder then before, you knew he was reaching his limit. you feel him groan against your mouth, he pulls away and pushes you back on the bed so your arching again.

his hands rub and feel up your back as he moves harder and harder. "im gonna fill you up," he breaths. becoming a moaning mess. he watched as you gripped the sheets, the way your walls tightened around his cock. he knew you were turned on from his words. he pounds you faster, hearing the moans that we're coming from your mouth sent him flying over the edge.

you look back at him with your face lazily laying on the mattress. you felt his pace get slower. and you felt your pussy practically overflowing with cum.

"keep looking at me like that and im gonna fuck you again." he pulls out, turning you over so your on your back.

you smirk, your hands wrapping over his shoulders as he climbs on top of you. "i could go again."

"oh you want to?" he grabs your face. "admit im the best you can get then, you remember our little deal."

rolling your eyes and huffing, you finally admit what's not true. "your the best i can get."

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#naoya zenin #naoya x reader #naoya smut #smut #jjk oneshot #oneshot #jjk naoya #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #anime #18+ content #wattpad

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⭑ EYES DON’T LIE — CHOSO KAMO

next ❥ meet the characters [story is available on wattpad]

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❝𝐒𝐎 𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐄, 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘?❞

You and Yuji have shared a close friendship since the beginning of Jujutsu University. Despite this bond, you've never had the opportunity to meet his older half-brother, Choso, who's been on tour with his band for the last few years. Now, with his return, you're eagerly anticipating the chance to finally meet the man your best friend has consistently praised.

Unbeknownst to you, your encounter with Choso has already taken a pleasantly unexpected and more amicable turn than Yuji might have anticipated.

INDEX PAGE

— meet the characters

— chapter one

— chapter two

— chapter three

— chapter four

— chapter five

— chapter six

— chapter seven

— chapter eight

— chapter nine

— chapter ten

— chapter eleven

WARNINGS — mature content, sexual content, slow burn, & slight violence

DISCLAIMER — i am not the best writer, so please be kind. if you have any feedback, please let me know. updates may be very slow, so be patient with me. the story does not follow the anime/manga but will have some hints of it

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undercovernationalsuperstar · 2 months

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I love enemies to lovers trope when the hate over takes the love and we just kill that bitch. It's so poetic and satisfying.

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persefolli · 7 months

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𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐰𝐧

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐏𝐢𝐦𝐩!𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢 𝐅𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐱 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐭𝐞!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

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Frozen in place you held your sore cheek with tears in your eyes. You looked up at Toji, with glossy eyes and a pout.

“Five fucking hundred. Five hundred short.”

“Toji I-”

He held his hand up, shushing you. He shook his head and set the crumpled bills on the table. “How fucking dumb do you have to be to lose 500.”

“M’sorry Toji..I was- Maybe he was lying-.”

“You didn’t count the fucking money?!” He yelled. “You just took his word for it? You were so eager to spread your fucking legs you just believed him?”

The tears that threatened your waterline came spilling down your cheeks. At this Toji grumbled, running his hand down his face to refrain from hitting you again.

“He usually gives me the right amount.” You whimpered. In hindsight, yes you should've counted, but you let your guard down. This was one of your frequent customers, and he’d never skimmed you before.

“Shut- Shut the fuck up Y/n.” He yelled and pinched the bridge of his nose.

He pondered for a moment, before turning and looking at you with a bored expression.

“We’re going to the club.”

“Toji-”

He stormed up to you and pressed his chest against you, shutting you up and intimidating you. “I won't repeat myself. And we won't come back until you have my money. You will fuck every guy you lay your eyes on if that's what it'll take.”

You stammered but ultimately gave up. He grabbed his car keys off the table and snatched you by your wrists, pulling you along with him. He practically threw you into the passenger seat of his car and got in the driver's seat, pulling out of his driveway.

Toji was a reckless driver, gripping the steering wheel and swerving around every car that stopped him from going over 100. He sped past red lights and nearly missed pedestrians. Your stomach was flipping, and you held on tightly to the dashboard of the car. After what felt like seconds, he came to a screeching stop in front of a restaurant, where a lot of men were sitting at a table outside, drinking and laughing.

“Watch, and learn your lesson.” He said before stepping out of the car.

You watched nervously as he circled the car and approached the table of men. You noticed your customer, the man who scammed you laughing along with the people at the table. Toji snatched up the drunken man and began laying blows on his face. You watched in fear as he beat him down in public, yelling expletives and drawing blood.

The man fell to the ground, and Toji reached down for his wallet, pulling out a wad of cash and counting it, before spitting on the man and returning to the car.

You sniffled, wiping the now dried tears from your face. “I got my money back. But you still owe me 500.” He said.

He pulled the stick shift and began driving again. You began to grow nervous again, recognizing the route he was taking. He was taking you to one of his clubs, the one he sent his girls to when they got in trouble. Toji’s clubs in Tokyo were a no man’s land. Anything could fly there, as long as it wasnt disrespecting him, or his name. In your case, it was a brothel.

Pulling into the club, the car door was opened and you were helped out by one of the valet workers. Toji walked behind you and pushed you forward, leading you inside. Through the lobby, the dance floor, and to the back part of the club where the high-rollers chilled.

You recognized a few of them from the other times you came to the club, but never had to interact with one since you were usually in Toji's lap. “You better work your magic.” He said threateningly in your ear. You departed from him, walking towards a drunk man who was rolling dice and laughing while drinking champagne.

“What a pretty little thing.” The man scooted forward taking notice of you. You knew of him, being married but having fat pockets. A session with him would get you back into Toji’s good graces quickly.

The man scooted forward. “Your name is?”

“Y/n.” You said meekly.

The man looked you up and down before smiling. “You one of Toji’s girls.” He tilted his head. “Must be my lucky day, he doesn't let me touch any of you. Like what you see?”

You internally screamed, gagging and cringing at the fact that he thought you willingly wanted him.

You smiled and nodded. He pulled you into his lap and he began groping at your breasts, squeezing tightly and groaning. You kept your composure as he had his way, grabbing and pinching at your flesh.

“Why don’t we take this to the back.” You suggested. In Toji’s clubs, he had plenty of rooms people could use for their ‘activities’. Meetings, drug dealings, strippers, and sex. Toji’s clubs was a safe space for the people who lived on the dark side of Tokyo.

Once in the room, he pulled you back onto his lap, running his hand down the navel of your chest, trialing it back up and giving your left breast a squeeze. He let out a low hum, looking back up at you for your approval.

You gave him a smile before reciting your- well, Toji’s rules. “No biting, no bruises, no hair pulling.”

“Well that's no fun sweetheart.”

“You know the rules.” You responded sternly.

The man rolled his eyes and let out a groan. He worked off your jacket, and pulled at the straps of your dress, ravaging your breasts, licking and sucking at your nipples like there was no tomorrow.

You yelped as the man quickly pinned you against the couch, hovering over you as he continued his attack on your neck. It felt strange, you could tell he wanted to actually indulge in you, but the fear of Toji was instilled in him, so he held back. He looped his finger around your underwear and pulled them down, before moving to unbuckle his black, leather belt.

You turned your head to avoid the drunken man's gaze, but he grabbed your chin to face him. “I’ve only been able to dream of fucking you.” He pulled out his member, which was decently sized, but never as big as Toji. “The least you can do is…look at me.” He grunted as he sank into you. You gasped, gaping your mouth wide feeling the stretch. He propped himself up, using his hands and dropped his head, not even looking at you like he was before. The man thrusted into you, whimpering and groaning as he fucked you.

You let out short moans, satisfactory for him. When you had sex with clients, or at least when you used to, you learned to detach, often not seeking a climax. The only man who made you orgasm was Toji, which was another reason you were so attached to him.

You projected your moans, making them pornographic. The more dramatic you sounded, the more they paid. It was funny how much you could boost a man’s ego by moaning loudly.

“Fuck im gonna-” The man grunted on top of you, coming and reaching his climax. That didn’t take long. He collapsed onto you and panting into the crook of your neck. You pulled yourself from underneath him and pulled up your underwear quickly.

“Man that was amazing.” The man sat up and pulled his boxers on. WIthout concern for his pants, he grabbed his wallet and grabbed a wad of cash. He didn’t even count before handing it to you. You flicked through the bills and counted mentally, sighing in relief at the total.

You didn’t say goodbye to him before leaving the room. You scrambled down the hall, looking for Toji. As usual, you found him in the private room that also doubled as his ‘office’. It gave him a full view of the dance floor and club below.

“What's this hm?” he questioned as you entered his office. You set the wad of cash on his desk and he sat up, taking the bills.

“Come here.” He motioned for you to come behind his desk.

He didn’t have to instruct you further. You knew what he wanted you to do while he counted your earnings. You got on your knees and unzipped his pants, pulling out his member and stroking it.

He let out a low hum and began flipping through the bills himself.

You began throating and sucking on his member, closing your eyes and savoring his taste. You knew you’d stressed him out in the past few hours, so this was your way of apologizing. You closed your eyes and gagged around him, drooling all over his shaft so he slid in and out easier.

“1200, " he said, shifting and setting the money on his desk. “You outdid your- fuck.”

He placed his large hand over your head and guided you along his length. Toji bucked his hips and bit his lip to suppress his moans. He was a shameless sex addict, so he took pride in being vocal.

“Im gonna- Oh fuck girl, you swallow it.” He pushed his rough hands against your head, and wormed his hips around, spilling his load into your mouth. You swallowed with ease, and when you pulled away, Toji used his thumb to wipe the excess off the corner of your lip.

Toji pat your head silently before standing up and readjusting himself. He took a part of the stack of cash and stuck it in your bra, where he always put it. When his back was turned you counted out the bills. $300.

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andieanderson-writes · 7 months

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Someone should write a fanfic that's a full-blown novel about the high school adventures of Gojo, Geto, Shoko, Nanami, and Haibara... oh wait, I'm doing that right now. Would anyone be interested if I posted it on wattpad or ao3?

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu gojo #jjk #gojo satoru #jjk chapter 236 #geto suguru #jujutsu geto #jjk gojo #jjk geto #shoko ieiri #jjk shoko #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #jjk fanfic #fanfic #writing #wattpad #ao3 fanfic

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jungkookjeon0007 · 1 year

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Hard Jungkook stans, are we still breathing? 🫣

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lively-potter · 3 months

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— trials of athena ; teaser

— genre ; enemies to lovers, kinda slow burn, friends to lovers

— warnings ; a hella lot of cursing, some typos ( of course 🙄😬 ), mature themes, smut, athena doesn’t like feelings, fluff, smut, angst, some violence, a teeny bit of blood and gore, JK’s a dick fr

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"I'm sorry. But we agreed on one night–." he said kindly.

Miss Deepthroat reared back, "Please–JK–"

"For fuck's sake," I sighed and gave her a kind smile, "Girl, lemme just tell you bluntly what he's trying to say. But I'll tell you a little story first — Did you know when a male octopus finds a mate, he rips off his penis–" from the corner of my eye, I saw JK groan and bash his head against the top shelf – lucky bastard, at least he can reach the top shelf. "—and throws it to the female so she can inseminate herself. Then the male grows a new dick. If that isn't the most EPIC way to tell someone to scram and go fuck themselves, then I don't know what is! Well, that's what he's telling you."

Miss Deepthroat stopped and cradled her chin, "...not gonna lie. Makes sense. He should just grow some balls and tell me outright."

"Nah, girl. Balls are weak and sensitive. If you wanna be tough, grow a pussy. Those things can take a pounding." Miss Deepthroat and I snickered. JK, the poor man he was, looked like he was seconds away from leaving us.

"Thanks girl, I owe you one – you got one hell of a resting bitchface, not gonna lie; I respect that." Miss Deepthoart said, holding out her fist. I bumped mine against hers. "We should meet up one day and get lunch."

"Sounds good. Just hit me up when you wanna hang." I waved my fingers in her direction as she turned and left.

JK stared at me in wonder, more than likely questioning his existance in this universe, and finally looked at the cart and sighed.

"What has my life come to?" He mumbled and I couldn't help but agree.

I'd been asking myself that question since I met him. excerpt from "the adventure of resting bitchface, miss deepthroat & beaver nugget" chapter of my book, Trials of Athena!

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redtsundere-writes · 6 months

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First Time | Megumi Fushiguro

megumi fushiguro x reader

Sypnopsis: Megumi has never fell in love but there's a first time for everything.

Contents: fluff fluffy, he is just shy uwu, Megumi is 18, first love.

Word count: 872 words.

Author's note: English is not my first language and I'm still learning, so feel free to comment on things I can get better at. Thanks for reading!

> Megumi Fushiguro has never had a girlfriend. It's no surprise since he is a serious and reserved guy. Also, it's rare to see him with other people around his age aside from Itadori and Nobara.

> Megumi Fushiguro enjoys going to the public library and borrowing books to read in the comfort of his bedroom. Everything changed when he first saw you studying. In that moment, he decided to stay and “read” his book on one of the library’s couches.

> Megumi Fushiguro has never felt attraction for anyone, in fact, he even thought that he was asexual. All his doubts were gone when he saw you cutely sitting at the table with a mountain of books around you like a wall.

> Megumi Fushiguro felt very silly when he found himself visiting the library several times a week with the hope of finding you studying for your university entrance exam.

> Megumi Fushiguro wanted to talk to you, but he was afraid of ruining his first impression by interrupting your studies, so he always ended up chickening out. Until, he developed a genius plan: Waiting for you to finish so he could approach you for a book recommendation.

> Megumi Fushiguro didn’t know that you didn't finish studying until the library closed, so he ended up waiting for 3 hours. When he finished reading The Art Of War for the tenth time, he decided to approach you.

> Megumi Fushiguro approached and greeted you. You returned his greeting a bit tired from your 4-hour study session. Megumi, embarrassed because he thought he was bothering you, asked if you could give him a recommendation because he saw that you read a lot. You recommended Atomic Habits because it helped you improve your study and sleep habits. He thanked kindly and you said goodbye.

> Megumi Fushiguro was happy that you recommended a good book to him, as it also helped him improve his sleep schedule. (You have something in common!) It was the first time you talked and he was looking forward to seeing you again to chat some more.

> Megumi Fushiguro decided to arrive a little earlier than usual at the library and smiled gently when he saw you searching for the books you needed to study. He came over and offered his help to find the books quicker, which you kindly accepted. Once you were ready, you started studying and he joined you by reading his own book.

> Megumi Fushiguro would help you from time to time with mathematical operations that you didn't know how to solve in exchange for a book recommendation. He was a good teacher, so much so that you understood his instructions and had no doubts.

> Megumi Fushiguro used to go from time to time every couple of weeks to borrow books, but since you appeared in his life, he was there almost every day. Of course, on days when he was resting or when he wasn't killing curses.

> Megumi Fushiguro enjoyed your company, your accurate comments and your elegant way of expressing yourself. He tends to be annoyed by people and be very distrustful, but it seems he could finally be himself with someone without having to worry.

> Megumi Fushiguro walked in the library again, slightly later than usual because this time he had taken longer to kill a curse, and noticed that you were not studying at your usual table. He looked around the huge library to see if you were elsewhere, but there was no sign of you. "Maybe she took a break today," he thought.

> Megumi Fushiguro came back one, two, three more times to the library and there was no sign of you. He inwardly scolded himself for not asking for your contact last time he saw you so he could make sure you were okay. Although, there was the possibility that you were avoiding him so that he would no longer interrupt your studies.

> Megumi Fushiguro went back to his routine of borrowing books to read in his room. This time, after acquiring his books, he saw you enter the library and your gazes finally met. He sighed in relief to see that you were okay.

> Megumi Fushiguro didn't hesitate to approach you to say hello and check about your well-being. You told him that you didn’t come to the library because you went to take the entrance exam to Kyoto University and passed the exam to get into medical school. He was excited for you and said, "I knew you would make it."

> Megumi Fushiguro was genuinely happy for you, but being in Tokyo, you would probably never study in that library again. You noticed his distress and asked him what was wrong. He replied that he would just miss studying with you. You suggested that they could still be study partners via video call, an idea that pleased the black-haired man.

> Megumi Fushiguro asked for your contact (finally) and invited you to grab a coffee to celebrate your entrance to university. You accepted and reached for his hand, he hesitated to give it to you, but when your warm fingers wrapped around his hand he knew that everything would be fine. You both left the library holding hands and never let go of each other.

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➶-͙˚ ༘✶ 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁*𝘾𝙆 𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙏

✧.* CHAPTER 49 || The Things You Didn’t Know

[ { SYPNOSIS } ] ➤ A tale in which Gojo Satoru blackmails you into seducing a list of people to clear his debt. Sounds easy enough, right?

[ { CHAPTER CONTENT } ] ➤ language & semi-heavy angst.

[ { WORD COUNT } ] ➤ 5.1k

[ { PAIRINGS } ] ➤ jjk men x f!reader. gojo x f!reader. geto x f!reader. toji x f!reader. choso x f!reader. sukuna x f!reader. nanami x f!reader.

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——YOUR HEART WAS racing against your chest as you hurried out of the cafe. Despite the stares you got from people given the recent outbursts, the only thing you focused on was catching up with Choso.

He couldn’t have gotten that far, right? God, you were so nervous. What if he didn’t want to hear you out? What if that’s all it took for him to hate you? What if he never talks to you again?

Did you fuck up? Should you have lied? Was this for the best? Shit, tears were blurring your vision as you ran outside and frantically searched the parking lot for any signs of Choso. If he was gone already would he ever answer a call or text from you again?

Fuck. You can’t do this. Anxiety, fear, and a profound rush of pure angst simply crashed over you.

“F-Fuck,” You breathed out heavily. You tried to stop your crying but the tears kept coming and you really couldn’t spot Choso anywhere, even his car nowhere to be found.

It was cloudy and there was this brisk breeze running over you, a distant ripple in the sky heard as the weather decided to match the vibe of everything that’s just occurred.

You swallowed down the lump in your throat and kept walking into the parking lot nonetheless, refusing to give up just yet. What were you even going to say if you found him? What is there to say-

“Why’d you… Why’d you follow me out here?” Choso’s voice hushed out from your left.

Your feet stumble into a halt and the way your head turned in that direction was instant, quickly laying your eyes on the man who was standing in front of his car door that was parked not too far away from where you stood. You must’ve missed it when you first looked that way due to your tears and distraught way of searching.

Your lips are quivering and your heart is simply beating against your chest, “C-Choso, I-“

The sight of Choso’s hand trembling catches your eyes, the key in his hand just barely held up against the door handle of his car. His other hand was balled into a fist and you couldn’t see his face because his hair had fallen into a mess after the way he rushed out of the cafe.

He’s breathing heavily, panting even, as a sudden dribble of water falls from his face. Was he… Was Choso crying?

“Choso?” You voice out softly. Your tone was shaky and almost sappy as you took careful steps toward him.

“Don’t,” He croaks out. You couldn’t tell if he was crying just yet but his voice was definitely trembling with emotion.

You pause in your steps, merely a few inches away from him. Swallowing you try your best to come up with something to say, “I-I’m sorry-“

Choso sucks in a deep breath of air and suddenly his keys slip out his hand, “Fuck-,” He sighs, bringing an arm up to his face and sniffling.

Despite him telling you not to come closer, you do so anyway, inching toward him before crouching down and picking his keys up. After which, you stand up straight and slide the keys into the pocket of his pants before forcing him to turn his body to you.

Then, you place a gentle hand on his arm and pull it away from his face, coming face to face with his flushed expression, saddened, hurt, and tired eyes, frowning lips, and ragged breathing as tears slip down his cheeks.

The water in your eyes just doubles as you get the full and raw view of Choso Kamo crying. Frowning and quick to take the blame, you squeak out a cracked, “M’sorry. S-Shit, Choso, I-“

He starts shaking his head but he doesn’t look away from you. Instead, Choso gazes down into your eyes and for the first time, his eyes are so very dull and just tired. It was as though everything he just learned had completely drained the usually vibrant brown shade that coated his irises.

He sighs shakily and steps closer to you, the tips of your feet touching one another as he just gazes down at you. Choso was confused, tired, hurt, and drained all at once.

You sniffle, “I’m s-sorry, Choso I-I didn’t-“

“Shut up…” He says. However, his voice is void of anything outside of hurt with hardly any strength or anger remaining. Choso then leans down to you and you try to back away a bit but his arms drape around your waist and he pulls you up against him, tipping his head to the side and nearing your face, “B-Baby,” He rasps out, tears still falling from his eyes.

You don’t even know what to feel right now, “Cho, p-please, I’m sorry. I didn’t know-“

“Stop apologizing,” Choso whispers, “S’not ‘ur fault…” He mumbles.

“B-But…” You stare into his eyes, “I…” You could hardly formulate your words properly, “W-Why’re you crying?”

“C-Cause’ you just…” His expression sinks and never before has Choso allowed himself to be this vulnerable in front of anyone, “T-There was the g-guy from before, then Geto, n-now… Now Sukuna a-and you don’t even know-,” He chokes on his words and squeezes his eyes shut, “Fuck, I c-can’t even… I can’t… I…”

He begins to lose his breath and falls into a state of hyperventilating. Choso’s eyes widen a bit and his breathing is panicked all over the place.

Your hands shoot up to his face and you tilt your head, “Choso, hey, Cho,” You call out softly. His eyes are frantic for a moment. “Heyyy look at me, look at my eyes, Cho.”

He does just barely.

You nod and grin, “T-That’s it, now take a deep breath for me,” You whisper.

He tries, inhaling sharply and then exhaling shakily.

“A bit slower than that, c’mon, you’re okay.” You tell him, wiping the tears from his warm face and keeping your voice calm and collected despite your own emotions being jumbled, “I’m right here, okay?”

He’s nodding, steadily controlling his breathing and blinking as he calms himself down. Swallowing, “I-I don’t what that w-was…” Choso huffs out, unsure of the surge of anxiety that ran through him.

“You had a minor panic attack,” You whisper, pulling his face to yours, “But it’s okay, I’m right here, alright?”

Choso moves his hands over yours and squeezes, “Baby…”

“Hm?” You hum, your mind discarding the fact that you just argued with this same man a moment ago.

It was like what happened with Gojo all over again. Yet, this felt different for some reason.

Choso’s voice is low and timid with you, “I’m s-sorry.”

“Sorry for what?” You hush out, “You didn’t do anything wrong, I-”

Your name is hushed out in an almost fractured tone and Choso removes his hands from yours, moving to hold your waist and pull you closer to him.

You drop whatever it is you were going to say at the sound of your name, “Yes?”

“C-Can you…” Choso hesitates, hating how he feels right now and disliking the fact that you have to see him in such a way, “Uhm…”

“Can I what?” You murmur, “What is it, Choso? Talk to me please.”

He leans down and his arms wrap around your waist, “C-Can you just hold me?”

Wasn’t he just upset with you moments ago? Was he not repulsed and maybe even disgusted by you for a second? Did you not fuck things up? Is he not angry with you-

“P-Please,” Choso begs, trying to hold back the rest of his emotions. Never has he felt so conflicted in his feelings before.

You end up nodding and raising your hands up, wrapping them around his neck and holding him tightly. Choso exhales heavily and he hugs your smaller frame tightly, burying his face into the crook of your neck and shutting his eyes.

You don’t know why he wants to hug you right now. You have no clue why he’s not screaming at you anymore when that’s the very thing you expected him to do.

Hell, the man just told you to leave him out of your drama, and yet here he is in your arms not even ten minutes later. You guess this was some kinda sign. Does this show the levels of how much Choso loves you or does this have something to do with his possessiveness?

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What you didn’t know was that Choso needed to feel your warmth to center himself once again. You were unaware of the fact that he’d been so insanely tense for the past few hours. It was a build-up that led to his recent outburst.

All of which started about an hour and a half ago when Yuki first approached him. Choso was trying to draw as he stared out the large cafe window, his thoughts ironically on you since you inspire him to no end, before that annoying blonde approached him with that stupid smile on her face.

His mood soured from the second he made eye contact with her and it only worsened when she sat down across from him and started talking, blabbering about god knows what. Choso allowed most of what she said to go through one ear and out the other, only giving her these half-assed responses every now and then.

Then, to make things worse, Yuki started getting comfortable and despite Choso’s dismissive attitude, she sat there talking his ear off for what felt like forever, even going as far as getting herself food and really comforting herself. Sometime after that, you had called him and Choso’s mood lifted only a bit.

He was confused at first since you’re supposed to be taking a break from him but then as he realized he was with Yuki, he started to panic because he knew how this was going to seem to you. Even so, he answered because who is he to ignore a call from you?

And of course, there was your jealousy that came along as Yuki started pestering him during his phone call. Yuki’s intrusion irked Choso to no end but the sound of your voice in his ear, especially with you growing jealous, was able to help Choso calm himself. After all, he knew there was nothing you needed to be jealous over.

Then you told him that you were thinking about changing the status of your relationship with him and Choso was smiling from ear to ear. Just the thought of you coming to him and telling him you were finally ready for a relationship with him made his heart swell. It had meant that he’d won over whoever his competition was.

But of course, Yuki ruined that moment seconds later when she started talking again, to which Choso had taken a nearby water bottle and tossed some of it on her. You obviously didn’t know or see any of that since you were on the phone but Choso had been fed up with the blonde woman.

But, all of that only led to you sounding upset over the phone since he kept bickering with Yuki. This annoyed Choso even more because he was excited to see you and yet Yuki had ruined something that could've been rather sweet.

What you also don’t know is that once you are off the phone, Choso moderately curses Yuki out, telling her how she’s annoying and he wants her to leave. Of course, she didn’t go anywhere, and after more bickering Choso and her made a deal that Yuki would only be able to meet you and then leave.

As things played out, that’s not what happened but Choso wasn’t expecting that.

To make it all worse, Choso had gone to the bathroom after some time and when he came out he saw the cashier’s eyes not on your face in the slightest as your head had been angled up at the menu. You didn’t know it but Choso wasn’t lying when he said Ino was looking like he wanted to fuck you because it was so obvious.

He saw the way Ino ogled you, licked his lips, and then smiled before looking up to the menu as if he wasn’t just checking you out. This bothered Choso for many reasons.

For one, Choso knew he wasn’t your boyfriend so he couldn’t just come up to you and the cashier and call the guy out for his looks because that’d be him crossing boundaries. So instead, he did the only thing he could think of and approached you from behind, soon making direct eye contact with Ino and giving him the same death glare he gives anyone who checks you out.

You’ve scolded Choso about this look in the past but he couldn’t help himself. So that’s why he continued to stare Ino down before pressing himself up against you and placing his hands beside yours. In his mind, you may not have been his girlfriend but god dammit, he wasn’t going to allow anyone to look at you like that when he’s in the vicinity.

Hence the kisses to your neck, the claiming touches to your waist, and the threatening look in his eyes as he mentally dared Ino to look at you like that again.

But then, when you got bothered by Choso’s actions, it confused him. Could you not tell Ino was into you? Are you actually that unaware of how people, especially men, give such suggestive looks to you?

Choso didn’t understand it at all and knowing he was in no position to say something about it only ate him up inside.

But his mood was lifted for a moment as he then conversed with you. You didn’t know it but you really were the vibrance in this dull man’s life. His heart longed for you at every passing moment so when he noticed you disliked the idea of him being with someone else, even if it were just a friend, he couldn’t help but fall even harder.

It was like you wanted him all to yourself and he would give that to you at any given moment if you asked for it.

In Choso’s mind, he is yours. Whatever you need, he’ll go to any length to provide it for you. Whatever you want, he’ll see how he can get it for you. Choso is so devoted to you that sometimes he doesn’t even feel like his thoughts are his own.

At times, Choso feels as though every inch of his body simply operates under a blind gaze that's clouded with thoughts of you. While he wants nothing more than to be with you, he’s also okay with waiting. He’d do so devotedly until you flat out tell him not to and even then, deep down inside there’s a piece of his heart that’ll always run in your direction.

That being said, to have to reveal you to his ex Yuki who’s attracted to women, it was like he was putting you on the line. As if he were risking his relationship with you by simply revealing the way you look to Yuki.

Choso hated it but he was so damn insecure about losing you, which is exactly why he held onto you so tightly both when he showed you to Yuki and even now as he quietly weeps into you.

The grip he has on your shirt is relentless. He’s so damn terrified and upset right now.

Because after he revealed you to Yuki it all just got worse. Then she wanted to talk to you, she probably told you how she left him, and then fucking Geto Suguru showed up.

By then, just the simple sound of Heyy gorgeous almost made Choso snap. His eye had twitched and he felt like he was on the verge of losing his sanity. It was like what happened with Ino all over again but ten times worse because it was soon revealed that Geto is the man you told Choso you used to sleep with.

Which was one thing in itself but to see how Geto still looks at you just made Choso sick. It was like Geto was undressing you and fucking you with his eyes right in front of him and this dark emotion just swirled around in Choso’s heart.

Many times did Choso stare at the jawline of Geto Suguru, wondering to himself how fast he could reach over and connect his fist to the area without hurting you in any way since you were right next to him.

And to just add onto all of that because the list of emotions Choso just went through is long, the sound of Geto calling you a slut, albeit a way of him teasing you, made Choso lose his shit for a second.

No one at that table knew but Choso was contemplating some dark things the entire time. The flirting, the taunting, the fucking looks, it all made Choso so damn angry. It took every fiber of his being not to reach across the table and wipe that stupid smirk off Geto’s face.

Yet, that wasn’t his boiling point. He let a few things slip when he bickered with you but the second his brother was brought up, Choso just lost it.

He gave up on holding his tongue as he had been the entire conversation. As soon as you looked at him with those pretty eyes of yours, asking him what and who they were talking about, the mere thought of you and Sukuna ever crossing paths just made Choso nauseous.

He quickly got snappy and short-tempered after that, annoyed by how much you kept pushing the subject despite him wanting to move on. Then you had the nerve to tell him that you should know who his older brother is.

He couldn't believe you. Especially after you wouldn’t even tell him about the clear list of other guys you’ve been with? That’s all precisely why he says he felt as though he should know who else you’d been with.

But… to hear you respond to that by saying there’s a chance Sukuna could be one of those people…

Something deep within Choso just broke. He felt said emotion snap in half, the sensation raging through his body. It was his trust. He couldn’t think rationally anymore and both fear and pure anger ran throughout his body.

Everything had gone to shit and his brain was just being overloaded with information.

If it wasn’t enough that every single day Choso had to fear the possible call of you telling him you’d chosen the other guy over him, then he now had to add on the fact that you apparently sleep around. From Choso’s unknown competition to Geto, who he somewhat assumes is said competition, and then to hear about Sukuna?

He couldn’t think straight anymore. Horrid memories of the times he lived with his older sibling just flashed in his mind back to back, each one darker than the last.

Dating back to when Choso was younger and before Yuji was born… He remembered it all like some distorted nightmare. From being hit by Sukuna over the most minor mistake to being straight bullied by the man in the worst ways possible, Choso went through hell growing up with Sukuna.

For the sake of his other two brothers, he’d often take the blame and whatever unjust punishment followed just to protect his siblings. Which is even the story behind the tattoo going across the bridge of Choso’s nose.

You’ve asked him about it before but he never told you how there’s a scar beneath the tattoo that never went away and that’s why he has it in the first place. Of course, said scar was given to him by the asshole Sukuna himself.

And if all that wasn’t enough, what really topped it off was that after Yuji was born, Choso pleaded and begged that Sukuna not put the poor kid through what he endured.

For nothing more than his own amusement, Sukuna went ahead and promised he wouldn’t ever lay a hand on Yuji. Of course, this was only to build up hope in Choso’s heart because the promise was a lie and the things Sukuna had done to Yuji behind closed doors outweighed whatever hell he put Choso through.

This is the exact reason Choso has grown to hate both liars and Sukuna himself. Each time he goes and sees his little brother Yuji, there’s a new bruise on the poor boy’s skin and Choso is only able to do so much.

Genuinely, the only things that keep that man going are the bright smiles that Yuji gives him despite the abuse, knowing that unlike himself, Yuji stands up for himself even at his young age, and lastly, well, you. You make Choso forget about all the dark parts of his family life and essentially free him from it all.

So with all that being said, when you told Choso you had sex with Sukuna it simply broke him into pieces. Why was it that the one woman in which he decides to long for more than ever just so happens to have crossed paths with such a vile man?

He didn’t care that Sukuna was his older brother, he didn’t care that you even fucked him, what made him so angry was the person Sukuna truly is, how blind you were to it, and the possibility that Sukuna could’ve hurt you.

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As all of that replayed in Choso’s mind, his tight grasp on the fabric of your shirt came and went as he cried so quietly against your warm body.

The two of you were standing there hugging in silence for roughly twenty minutes. You simply rubbed the back of Choso’s head with one hand and the other caressed his back, allowing him to cry into you for as long as he needed to.

Well, that was up until you felt something wet make contact with the top of your head. It was faint at first so you didn't pay any mind to it. Then, another slip of water is felt, and another, and soon, you notice it’s drizzling.

Light rain makes contact with both you and Choso’s embraced bodies. You didn’t really want to move but the drizzle was steadily getting heavier and you soon shivered against Choso, to which he sniffled and came to with what was going on around him.

“Choso,” You whispered, feeling how he flinched at the sound of his name, “I-It’s raining…”

He doesn’t say anything for a minute, not moving a muscle and just stuck against you.

Then, when the rain picks up just a bit more, he shifts around and finally pries his arms off of you. He lifts his head from your shoulder and god the sight of him makes your heart crease inward.

Damn these men and being the most beautiful criers you’ve ever seen.

Due to the rain, Choso’s hair was getting wet and starting to stick to his forehead, the ends of the strands having this slight wave to them as they decorated his hairline. His eyes that were darkened with those heavy sleepless bags had tears streaming down from the corners and the male bats his soaked eyelashes as the rain falls onto both of you.

Before you could say or do anything else, Choso moved to take off his jacket and hold it over your head, shielding you from the water falling from the sky. Doing so, he remains close to you and takes another long moment taking in your expression.

You do the same, admiring how someone could be so attractive as they wept. Choso was such a beautiful man, someone whose face you think deserved to be drawn and painted the same way he once did yours.

In that moment, you wish you could read his mind and figure out just what he was thinking as he stood under the rain gazing down at you so intimately. Though he was upset and conflicted, Choso couldn’t even hide the love in his eyes.

Your name is uttered again after a long moment and Choso’s voice is deep but so very emotional.

You swallow and just barely tilt your head, “Yes?”

“I’m… I’m sorry,” Choso whispers, “B-But, I don’t think we should uh…”

You moved your hands to his shirt and your delicate fingers clung onto the man as a slight gust of wind blew over the two of you. Was this it? Was he about to say what you think he was?

It’s over, isn’t it? Choso’s about to say he doesn’t think you two should be together anymore right? You’ve fucked up.

There’s nothing you can do. He’s done with you. He’s about to tell you that he never wants to see you again and you don’t know what you could possibly say to change his mind.

Right? Of course, what else would he be about to say?

It’s over. You and Choso are over. Just like that-

He says your name again and you blink, tears dripping down your face unexpectedly as your own thoughts and anxiety overcome you. “I don’t think we s-should stay in the rain like this,” Choso murmurs, sighing, “You’ll get sick.”

You exhale shakily and squeeze your eyes shut, nodding your head in agreement and so beyond thankful he didn’t say what you thought he was about to.

He then carefully places his jacket on top of your head and puts an arm around you, moving to walk you over to the passenger side of his car. When you get there, you slip a hand into his pants pocket and pull out his keys, your fingers slipping over the item to unlock his car.

Doing so, you wonder why Choso didn’t do that earlier. Did he wait on purpose to give you a chance to catch up to him?

Once the car is unlocked Choso helps you get in and tries to make sure no more water makes contact with you, despite himself getting soaked in the process. He even moves to put your seatbelt on for you, regardless of his shaky hand and his backside getting wet from the rain.

You frown, “C-Choso you don’t have to-“

He pauses and looks at you, his tone completely soft and weak as he whispers, “Shut up.”

Your lips pull together and you swallow your words yet again. His face was so close to yours, the mixed smell of rain and his cologne filling your nose. Choso’s eyes narrow as they stare into your own and you can’t even read his expression so you genuinely have no idea what’s going on in his mind right now.

Maintaining eye contact with you, the sound of your seat belt clicking is heard before Choso moves. His hand goes to your face and despite the shakiness of his fingers, he gently places them on your jaw.

Choso moves your head around a bit like he’s inspecting you before he stops and his thumb shifts upward. It swipes over your lips slowly and he stares for a while. Knowing that Sukuna has probably felt these same lips of yours bothers him to no end.

And to make it worse, Choso blames himself because maybe if he opened up to you sooner he could’ve prevented it somehow? Even though he doesn’t know when you slept with Sukuna.

Choso’s thumb taps your bottom lip three times before he opens his mouth. You wish he’d get out of the rain already but he seems so immersed in whatever he’s doing. Whispering your name again, “Has he ever hurt you?” Choso asks carefully.

You shake your head no instead of making your answer vocal in courtesy of recently being told to shut up. Were you that worried that if you didn’t listen to Choso he’d slip away from you? So much so that you couldn’t even speak unless told to?

“Say it,” Choso hums, “Needa’ hear you say it, baby.”

“N-No,” You reply.

“No, what? Please answer my question fully,” He instructs, his voice calmer and a bit dry due to his recent emotional outburst. You open your mouth to do so but he cuts you off, “I just need to be sure, okay?”

Nodding, “No, Sukuna has never hurt me.” You answer completely.

Choso releases a relieved exhale and shuts his eyes, “Okay… T-Thank fuck,” He whispers finally before taking his hand off your face.

He starts to pull away but you grab his hand for some reason. Choso freezes, not at all caring about the rain soaking him and his clothes as your hand grabs his own.

You’re looking up at him unsure of what should be said outside of a simple and heartfelt, “I’m sorry.”

Choso’s brows tense as if he didn’t want to hear you say that but he pulls your hand to his face and leans down again. He kisses the back of your hand, his lips pressing against your skin so long that it seems like he doesn't want to move away from the motion.

“Thank you for that, princess,” Choso says to you, his eyes meeting yours yet again, “But, you don’t need to apologize. We uh…” He swallows, “We’re gonna’ talk this all out, yeah?”

You’re nodding before even mentally rendering his words, “Y-Yeah.”

A small smile, one that barely even shows and seems to lack emotion, spreads across Choso’s face, “A-And uh… No matter what you tell me,” He gulps, wondering if he’ll later regret these words, “I’ll still love you.”

Your heart just swells so much to the point that it begins to hurt your chest. Does he know what he’s about to get into? Does he understand the gravity of what he just said to you?

“As long as it’s the truth,” He adds just in case.

You nod again, “Right.”

“Promise?” Choso asks.

“Mhm, I promise,” You hush out.

He sighs, releases your hand, and finally stands up straight, moving to shut the car door and make his way to the driver's side. Once he does and situates himself in his vehicle, his body is pretty soaked and he’s quick to turn his car on along with the heat.

The two of you were about to be in here for a while.

So many truths were getting ready to reveal themselves.

Does that include details of the list?

…

You had no idea.

GOJO SATORU ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙀𝙖𝙨𝙮

GETO SUGURU ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙀𝙖𝙨𝙮

TOJI FUSHIGURO ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙈𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙪𝙢

KAMO CHOSO ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙎𝙚𝙢𝙞-𝙈𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙪𝙢 / 𝙀𝙖𝙨𝙮

ZEN'IN NAOYA ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙀𝙭𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙀𝙖𝙨𝙮

ITADORI SUKUNA ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙎𝙚𝙢𝙞-𝙀𝙖𝙨𝙮???

NANAMI KENTO ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙙

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angelsleepinggurl · 2 months

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This Greek god of a man

WOOF WOOF WOOOOOOOOOOFFF WRF ARF MEOOW AWOOOOO AWOO AWOOOO.

The things I’d do to this man if he was real. But can we take a min to talk abt the MASTERPIECE OF AN ARTWORK. how on earth does one capture his beauty and convert it into a realistic piece to effortlessly and yet beautifully. There’s js one detail that’s missing tho and it’s his big fat-

Choso ily ur my perfect emo bf and I’m the perfect girly girl for u.

#wattpad #ao3 #fanfic #fanfiction #anime #jjk #choso kamo #jjk choso #choso my beloved #jujutsu kaisen choso #choso fanart #choso is so sexy oml

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erenqueef · 18 days

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𝐭𝐨𝐣𝐢★𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨

warnings: mature content! - smut

𝒻ℯ𝓂 𝓇ℯ𝒶𝒹ℯ𝓇 𝒳 𝒷ℴ𝓈𝓈𝓎 𝒷ℴ𝓉𝓉ℴ𝓂

title: hired to kill

(this was originally uploaded on wattpad)

you were cooking a meal for you and your 'boyfriend' you freeze as the man you been seeing holds you to gun point, you were on your knees. your heart beats out of its chest as you stare into his emotionless eyes. "just close your eyes y/n, make this easier for me will ya?"

your eyebrows twitch, your breath heaving as you feel sudden panic. "toji why.."

he sighs. "easy money."

"easy money?? so those long nine months meant nothing?"

he stares at you for a second, he wasn't completely heartless but he had a job to do. "absolutely nothing."

"why didn't you just kill me then?! why did you wait this long huh?!"

he pauses, hesitating before putting his finger on the trigger. "shut up y/n. your always yappin' ya mouth. now close your damn eyes."

you begin to tear up, just as you were falling in love with this guy, just as you were feeling happy again. was it all a lie? "shoot me already! go ahead and fucking shoot me!" you had no idea what to feel, your heart can't even process this.

and then, boom.

your eyes squeeze shut, your body flinching.

"there, i shot it."

you re-open your eyes, looking up at him as he puts his gun away. "wha- you didn't shoot me.." you look to your left, at the bullet dent in the floor next to you.

he looks at you, not speaking. but his actions do. he walks closer and squats in front of you, meeting your eye level. "do you ever shut it?" he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear before lifting your chin up closer to him. "you annoy me y/n, always making me feel somethin' i shouldn't."

"what do you mean?" your voice was shaky, still nervous from everything.

"i mean i hate you." he grabs your face. "i don't know why i can't kill you. but i can't." he looks deeply into your eyes, "i think i love ya or somethin like that."

"you-"

he cuts you off with his lips, giving you a soft peck. "shut up y/n when are ya gonna learn? just stop speaking. no room for your words." he smirks.

"but i'm confused."

"i don't care y/n. don't ask me any questions it's just gonna annoy me." he leans in and presses his lips against yours, you have no idea what the fuck just happened. but your at least thankful he didn't kill you.

you kiss him back, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. his tongue sliding and flicking against yours before he stands with you and carry's you to a near by surface, which was the kitchen counter. "toji-"

"you never quit." he runs his fingers through the back of your hair before yanking it back, your wince turns into a soft moan when he licks up your throat. "you know how lucky you are? eh?" he whispers.

"you have a lot to explain to me." you reply, looking at at the ceiling as he kisses down your throat.

"i know, but hey, i didn't kill ya did i?" he looks back at your eyes again. forcing your gaze back to him.

your eyes flick between each of his. "no but,"

"no but nothing." he interrupts. "i was testing you."

he leans in again, he didn't care for an answer , he's just hungry for you.

his warm tongue slides in between your lips, causing your eyes to flutter.

(play: gansta- kehlani)

"bedroom," toji growled out against your lips. his hands gripped your hips, his mouth and tongue mapping your face before claiming your lips once more.

moaning into the kiss, you wrap your arms and legs tightly around him. "carry me."

carrying you with your legs and arms wrapped around him, tojis lips never left yours as he stumbled towards the bedroom. he kicked the door shut behind you guys and dropped you on the bed, his body pressing against yours. his hands roamed over your body, undressing you with swift movements.

you cant deny the puddle in your pants, maybe a sick part of you was turned on from being held gun point. maybe it was his stance or expression, but anything this man did turned you on. even when your on the brink of death.

you help him undress you, he basically rips your cloths off, literally tearing them in half and tossing them to the other side of the room.

his breaths grow heavier, he's almost growls when he presses his pantsed erection against your bare folds.

he pulled his face away for a moment to look into your eyes as his hands work to take his own pants off. "your so fucking beautiful i can't stand it." he whispers roughly, finally sliding his pants and underwear off and kicking them off at his feet.

you let out a satisfied sigh, you can hear the neediness in this man's voice. "im so-"

"wet? yeah i have fucking eyes y/n. and a sense of feel too." he whispers that last sentence as his hardened length teases your folds. "i need to be inside of you."

he reaches down to guide his thick 9 inch cock to your entrance. his tip teasing you gently before he thrusts all the way inside you. a moan escaping your lips. "fuck," you moan. "you don't have any fucking patience."

"oh i don't fucking care." he presses his lips against yours. giving you short, deep, fast thrusts. his balls slapping against your skin hardly as he fucks you.

a grunt escapes his lips as he pulls out and slams right back into you, your nails digging into his back further. "faster.." you whine.

"ya want faster? do it yourself then slut." he pulls out and lays down against the soft pillows his cock throbbing with need, he wants you to ride him.

you crawl on top of him and he immediately helps you put his cock back in, his eyes don't leave yours for a second as you sink down on him. he puts his hands behind his head and sits back and relaxes. "go on, ride me." he demands.

you starts bouncing and grinding yourself on him, his eyes look down at the sight.

you sit back and hold yourself up by holding his knees, you had absolutely nothing to hide or be ashamed about with him. he worshipped every inch of your body. "faster y/n.." he says in almost a warning tone. like if you didn't listen he wasn't gonna hold back on using his full speed on you which you knew would be brutal. considering his strength, after all he was toji fushiguro and you knew he was one fast fucker. literally.

his hands reach to your hips, you knew now he wasn't playing, he guided you with his strong hands to move faster on him, he was trying his best not to just thrust up into you as fast and hard as he could. "just do it." you whisper, you didn't care anymore, in fact you never did.

"you asked for it." he then pulls you down onto him roughly, you were now laying against him with your face in the crook of his neck, his thumbs rest in the crack of your thigh and hip while his fingers hold on tightly to your ass, he positions his legs up and he starts to fuck you relentlessly.

"fuck!" was all you could let out. he was moving so fast you couldn't even process it. you could barley moan. a few rough shaky breaths escaped your lips and that was all you could manage.

"you wanted it, you got it baby." he whispered, gripping your ass tighter. as he pounds into you. he could feel your pelvic walls close in on his cock, wrapping it perfectly. "alright fuck you y/n." he grunts, he didn't want to finish so early but you were making it hard. "stop. don't cum yet." he demands.

"i cant hold it back.." you whine, your eyes were squeezed shut. how could you not cum?

"fuck." he grunts. "at least wait for me. im almost there y/n." he speeds up even faster, a long moan leaving your lips.

"i..im cuming toji!" you moan, sitting up on his lap as he continues to thrust up into you, your hands resting on his shoulders, your tits bouncing in his face. that was when he reached his limit, he moved faster then ever you can feel his cock pulsing as he releases his hot sticky cum inside you.

"fuck yeah." he mumbled.

you collapse on his chest again as he continues to thrust but slowly. "toji.." you quietly moan.

"damn it i love when you moan my name like that. i fucking love you." he slows down slowly till he comes to a stop, slapping your ass.

"i love you too."

that was the first time you both fucked each other like that. yeah, you guys have had sex with each other plenty of times. but nothing comes close to what just happened. especially knowing he loved you and you love him made things even hotter.

"now get off me and find some cloths. we're cuddling for the rest of the night and your not to complain." he smirks.

"im fine with that." you get up and walk your naked self to the dresser, toji laying on his side and watching you with a smirk, his eyes starting at the way your ass jiggles when you walk. he watches you bend over to the bottom draw, he sees his cum leaking out of you, he can't resist you.

"actually," he stands up and walks over to you, his cock hard again as he presses it against you. "fuck the cloths. im fucking you again."

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