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[kamiversee]

So Obsessed With You ꨄ

[ { Synopsis } ] ➤ Gojo Satoru couldn’t let you go, not when you were so close to getting off on his leg. But, perhaps it would've been better if you left instead of staying just to finish...

[ { Need to know } ] ➤This is a What-If scenario that stems from my fic; The F*ck List— A tale in which Gojo Satoru blackmails you into seducing a list of people to clear his debt.

[ { Content & Warning } ] ➤ f!reader, smut, dirty talk, language, pet names, slight manhandling, Gojo's really cocky & has a thing for mocking the reader apparently.

[ { Paring } ] ➤ Gojo Satoru x f!reader.

[ { Word Count } ] ➤ 7k

"Oh fuck-, S-Satoru wait," You moaned into the air as Gojo got carried away in kissing you. Your back was against his apartment door by this point and he had one of his legs in between yours, his hands on your hips and his lips all over your neck.

Gojo sucked, licked, and even nibbled all over you, his hands feeling all parts of your body as he did so. You felt him knead your ass in his grasp as his focus went just under your jaw, soft smacks of his tongue and lips against you filling the air.

“You said I could kiss you,” Gojo hums. His voice was so low, lower than you’d heard it in a while.

One of his hands slides up and you sigh when you feel his fingers run over your chest, gently groping you as his kisses trail back up. His eyes meet yours for less than a second before he steals your breath by crashing his lips into yours again.

“M-Mmh,” You hum, feeling as his tongue works the insides of your mouth and his leg rubs against your clothed sex, “T-This… This isn't just k-kissing,” You mumble against him.

Gojo moves to clasp your lower lip in between his teeth and as he gives your skin a slight tug, his eyes open and both of you make contact through a low-lidded gaze. “Should I stop?” He asks huskily.

His eyes were drowning in lust, his leg yet to stop the constant rub over your cunt. You were getting all too worked up over this and your breathing grew unstable, “Ha-ah… Y-Yeah, maybe…” You hum.

He tilts his head, “Maybe? You sound unsure, sweetheart.” His thigh suddenly angles a bit differently and presses up against your clit.

Your jaw drops, “S-Shit,” You whine.

“If you want me to stop then tell me to stop-”

“Don’t s-stop,” You breathe out, confused by what you want at this point, rolling your hips forward against his leg.

Gojo bites his lip, “We shouldn’t be doing this, y’know.”

“Then you stop,” Your voice was so light and airy already, simply over some kisses and the slightest touches.

“I won’t if you don’t tell me to.” He tells you.

You shake your head, “I s-should be… mmgh,” You fold over a bit as his leg rubs over you just right, “Should’ be leaving…” You manage out.

Gojo snickers, “Then leave, sweets.”

You squeeze your eyes shut and move to grab onto his arm, “Then s-stop… haah… stop-, mmh… moving your leg,” You moan.

He’s trying his best to control himself but… He hasn’t seen you like this in months. Gojo forgot how whiney and fidgety you get when you’re flustered and turned on. The sight aroused him like crazy.

“You’re so fuckin’ cute,” Gojo teases, “I might cum in my pants if you seriously get off on my leg right now.”

Your head flips up to him with a glare, “We shouldn’t be doing this. I-It was supposed to be one little k-kiss… mmmh…”

“When is it ever one little kiss, love?” He asks softly.

“I can’t stand you,” You breathe out.

“Mhm,” Gojo nods, “I know. But you know the second option for you if that’s the case.” You furrow your brows and he makes up for his lack of explanation, “You can pick my face or my lap, either way, if you can’t stand me then sit on me.”

You roll your eyes at him and move to straighten yourself up. Abruptly, his leg kneads up into your pussy and you release a very light moan, your eyes flickering for a moment, “O-Okay… fuck..."

"Okay... what? Do you actually want me to stop? Hm?" Gojo teased, tilting his head at you and giving you that stupid taunting look of his.

A slight groan leaves your lips and you just shake your head, "No," You gasp when he flexes his thigh for you, aiding your needy cunt in getting off, "Keep goin'... hah, I'm c-close, I think..."

Gojo narrows his eyes at you, "You think? The hell does that mean? Are you about to cum or not, love?"

Your head shakes. You're so confused by this point. Gojo only a few minutes ago told you he was obsessed with you and yet here you are humping his leg like you're in heat. It was embarrassing but somewhere deep down, or maybe not so deep down, you missed this-, you missed sex with Gojo.

And now more than ever were you aching for it. Why? Was something about Gojo Satoru being an obsessive freak turning you on? Did you want to dip into that dark area of his and find out how he expresses his obsession in bed?

"Jus' shut up and keep going," You huff out desperately, torso leaning forward as your head rests on him and your hips move over his leg.

The man scoffs, "You're so demanding,” Gojo teases as the hands placed on your hips continue to aid you in your grinding.

“Shut up,” You whine softly.

Gojo shifts a bit, inclining his head down ever so slightly just to put his lips to your ear, “Make me,” He challenges.

You groan and the hands you had clinging onto his shirt curl a bit as you grip onto him tighter, “You’re so annoying, shit.”

A playful smirk splits across his handsome face, “And you’re needy,” Gojo whispers into your ear, his voice making you let out a moan, “It’s cute y'know— watchin’ you get off on my thigh… s’this all you want though?”

“H-Hm?” You hum in confusion, back arching a bit as you rotate your hips for more friction.

“I can give you more,” Gojo suddenly offers, his breath hitting the shell of your ear as he talks in such a sensual manner, “I can give you my cock,” He tells you, voice dipping down into something lower and almost demanding.

You gulp and lift your head a bit, turning to meet his gaze and noticing your lips are madly close to one another, “Satoru,” You whine, frowning as you mentally try to figure out what it is you want.

He tilts his head and his gaze is down on your lips in an instant, a hungry glint embedded into his eyes, “Yes?”

“I’m supposed to b-be leaving” You mumble. The heat radiating off his body, pulsing in between your legs, flushing your face-, all of it was too much.

Gojo snickers but his grip tightens on your hips, almost in a way that tells you he’s not letting you go anywhere. “Then leave,” He hums, “But I’m just sayin’… Y’know, we could fuck one last time.”

There's this clench he feels over his thigh, the sensation making him smirk as he realizes it was your cunt reacting to his words.

Shaking your head, “W-We shouldn’t,” You sigh.

He shrugs, “But we can.”

Gojo’s leaning in closer to you, his lips ghosting over yours and god the scent of his cologne is dizzying, this light waft of mint hitting your skin as he parts his lips. You’re staring down at them, nearly melting into his nonexistent touch.

“S-Satoru,” You whisper again.

“One more time,” He pleads, “That’s all I ask.”

Steadily, your eyes lift to him and you notice he’s looking directly into your gaze. It was so intimate, so longing, so needy. Oh screw what your mind and maybe your heart wants, your body wanted him more than anything.

Hence why you’re nodding slightly and leaning into him, your lips connecting with one other in one quick motion.

The second Gojo’s lips are on yours, he’s lost his mind again— large hands sliding up to your waist, pushing you back off his leg and up against the wall. His teeth part your lips and his tongue pushes in, he was devouring you.

His lips were plush, soft like clouds, and you just melted against him like always. The hands on your waist slipped down in one swift movement, only to jerk up but under your shirt and feel your skin beneath his smooth skin.

“I’ll make you feel so good, love,” He breathes into your mouth, to which you smile against his lips, arms rising to wrap around his neck and pull him impossibly closer.

One of your hands trailed up a little, fingertips grazing his undercut and making him groan into your mouth.

Then, you smirked, “You’re so sensitive, ‘Toru,” You point out against him, fingers dipping down to his nape and twirling over his skin just to hear the way he pants lightly against you.

“M’weak for you,” He mumbles, both of you messily making out and smiling against each other like a pair of fools unknowingly in love with each other in such a twisted way. “So weak,” He whispers.

This time you’re pushing your tongue into his mouth and your body lifts a bit as you stand on your tippy toes, arms swiftly wrapping around his neck in full whilst the two of you tilt your head in opposing directions to gain more access to each other’s mouth.

You were hot, he was hot-, both of your bodies were heating up and the kissing became more and more passionate-, almost loving. Gojo weighs himself forward a bit and your entire backside is smushed against the wall of his apartment before your leg brushes against his crotch and you feel the hefty bulge resting there.

Your lips pry from his with a heavy smack echoing into the air, both of your mouths left open as your eyes peel open and you two make eye contact again.

Tension. There was so much tension between your gazes. Suddenly, you’re nodding a little, “One more time?”

He flashes a half-smile, “One more time.” He repeats in agreement.

A final and quick kiss is shared between you two before he pulls your shirt up over your head and you’re trying to tug at his. It seems he had no plans on moving from this very spot so, in a way, you already knew he was about to fuck you against the wall.

Were you complaining? Of course not, especially not when it all happens so fast. First, he’s undressing you and caressing your body tenderly. Then he’s tugging your bra off just to grab ahold of your body, spin you around, and proceed to push you face-first against the wall.

Gojo’s in your ear as your cheek presses into the cold structure, “Spread your legs,” He orders, voice husk.

There’s a chill that runs down your spine but that’s okay, you didn’t care— you need this-, need him. Knowing he was obsessed with you just made the entire interaction all the more better for you.

Which is why you’re taking it a step further and ridding yourself of all clothing from the waist down, leaving yourself standing naked and drenched for him.

He doesn’t even try to hold in the groan that leaves his throat as he settles his eyes on every inch of your unclothed body. “Fuck-, I love you,” Gojo suddenly murmurs, “Yeah, I love you.” He blindly repeats.

You snicker a little and then move, pressing your hands up against the wall as you step back a little, legs parting and back shifting into this slutty arch for him.

Gojo nods, unknowingly smiling, “Mhm, tha’s good,” He breathes.

It takes a second for him, as if he were processing this entire situation-- he was really about to have sex with you again. Right here, right now. This was real, you were real.

After his little mental moment, he's moving again and you don't even see as he messily strips himself, the most you acknowledge is the feeling of his hands on your hips again, fingers digging into your skin, and the sudden nudge of his flushed tip against your folds.

He wasn't even thinking about foreplay, your grinding on his legs should've been enough, right?

Yeah, not exactly because despite your cunt being a dripping mess and slicking up his cock as he shallowly rubs himself in between your folds just to tease you, when Gojo starts easing his dick inside you your jaw drops and you seem to have forgotten how big he was.

Angling a hand back, your fingers graze his chest while a staggered gasp leaves your throat, "S-Satoru wait, fuck."

Gojo smiles and tilts his head, one hand moving to grab ahold of the arm you brought back, "What? Why're you pushin' me away?"

You tried to respond but fuck-, his cock was slipping into you inch by inch by inch. Gojo's face is flushed already, his eyes down on how your cunt parts just to take him. He was getting dizzy at the feeling of your gummy walls clenching around his length, a slight groan leaving him.

He breathes out your name before leaning his torso forward, lips moving to your ear, "Relax, sweetheart," He whispers to you softly.

You think you got butterflies at the sound of his words as if he wasn't in the process of splitting you open.

Gojo's breath hitches, "F-Fuck, you gotta relax, you're fuckin'... squeezin' the hell outta' me," He whines, hands settling on your hips again as he angles his head down to your neck and kisses you, "Relax, please."

His voice was so soft and caring with you, the sound and his gesture of kissing you so lovingly making your heart flutter and your body ease up. Gojo's pushing in and in and in until he couldn't anymore, the tip of his cock just nuzzled against your sweet spot without even moving yet.

Once he's there, Gojo stills for a moment, simply relishing your warmth and letting out these heavy breaths against your skin. Your pussy was so warm and wet-, no-, soaked. Did you really get this turned on by him kissing you? Does his lips drive you this crazy?

Open-mouthed kisses are suddenly being pressed against the side of your neck and your lashes flutter a bit as Gojo begins to draw his hips back and then eases his cock in and out at a slow and tender pace.

Then, his lips reach just under your ear, "Did you forget how to take me or somethin'?" He teases.

You could feel him smiling a bit and you scoff, "N-No... mmgh, you can... hahh, you can g-go faster 'Toru," You tell him, to which he chuckles.

"You're already stuttering though," Gojo snickers, his pelvis pressing flush against your ass as his length bottoms you out, again making your eyes flicker.

"T-That's cause you-," A moan leaves your lips as Gojo rolls his hips into you slowly, reaching impossibly deeper, "Fuuck, why're you s-so... ahh..."

Gojo tilts his head, "So what, hm?"

"Deep," You whine, moving a hand to try and push him away again.

He finds it cute how you were trying to get him to let up on you when he wasn't even moving anywhere remotely fast— Gojo was doing nothing more than stroking your insides at such a mellow pace, caressing your cunt with his cock and forcing you to feel every inch and vein that trailed along his shaft.

So, he laughs, "I can go deeper," Gojo whispers, watching the way your eyes widen and you shake your head a little.

"You're deep enough," You hum out against the wall.

He nods, "Alright then, I can at least go faster now, right?"

"Mhmm," You agree, moving your hands away from him and back to the wall.

There's one last chuckle that leaves Gojo before he's pulling his hips back and then thrusting his cock in harshly once, twice, three times-, fuck he was working up a mean pace within seconds.

Gojo leans his face away from your neck so that he can look down at his actions, hands gripping onto your hips as he watches his shaft disappear inside you only to reappear within a second covered in you. The sight of your cunt leaving a messy coat of slick around his cock makes him bite his lower lip.

And it was loud too, wet sounds of your pussy urging him deeper in with his every thrust made Gojo’s head spin. You told him he was reaching too deep and yet your cunt was gripping and tugging him in such a way that told him the opposite.

“Hahh, fuck,” Gojo breathes out before his hips pick up in speed. Thrust after thrust after thrust, you began to unapologetically moan with every one.

Whatever Gojo may have lacked in thickness, his fucking inches made up for it— hell, you don’t even know if he was pushing his cock all the way in each time he knocked into you. The most you could tell was that you were full of him and he was reaching all the right spots with no problem.

The hands placed on your hips suddenly pull you back to meet a harsh thrust, the abrupt jerk of your body causing him to reach deep inside you.

Your jaw drops, eyes widen, and a broken moan pours out your mouth, breath hot against the wall as Gojo continues behind you. You thought it was bad already as his thrusting turned into pounding, his heavy balls smacking against you as his pace picked up.

“Satoru-, hhngh… f-fuck,” You moaned, nails scraping against the wall in front of you as you tried to steady yourself.

“Fuck,” Gojo curses, head tossing back, “I forgot how loud you get,” He says with a grin on his face.

That doesn’t deter the moans from spilling out your mouth, “Hahh, ahh, m-mmgh,” You think you wanted to say something but you’re not sure what by this point.

The man suddenly leans forward again, aggressively stuffing every inch of his cock into you, tip mashing into the hilt of your cunt as his lips near your ear, “Shhh, do you want my neighbors to hear you?”

How could he ask you such a thing with himself buried all the way in? Your legs quaked a bit and you nearly fell over because of how far his dick reached. How did you ever handle this man before?

So when yet another moan exits the very back of your throat, tears welling up in your eyes, Gojo only smiles.

“Fine then, be fuckin’ loud,” He scoffs as he pulls his hips back. Then, his voice drops even lower as he fucks you right into the wall, “Let ‘em hear what a slut you are f’me,” Gojo whispers.

That makes your back arch even more, almost in a way that said you wanted to escape his harsh thrusts. There was drool escaping the corner of your mouth before you even rendered it, Gojo’s twitching cock hitting this spot inside you that simply made your mind go blank.

Your eyes crossed a little as the hands on your hips continued to tug your body back to meet his harsh thrusts, dick slipping in and out and in and out-, he filled you up so perfectly.

But it certainly didn’t help that Gojo leaned forward and to your ear, one hand leaving your hip and moving to your abdomen to feel the nudge of his cock every time he thrust in.

The feeling makes him smile, “Ohh, m’really deep in there aren’t I?” Gojo teases, tipping away from your ear to get a look at your face. Your eyes were closed and you were simply taking him as best you could, to which he scoffs and hums out your name, “Open your eyes ‘nd look at me while I fuck you,”

The sudden command makes your eyes flutter open and his face is so close. Your vision takes a second to focus on his face as Gojo’s thrusts grow harder, cockhead beating into you on purpose to make things difficult.

“S-Satoru,” You let out a breathy whine of his name, the sound making him smile before he praises you.

“Mhm, that’s my girl,” Gojo murmurs, “Jus’ keep those eyes on me, okay?”

Your brows twist up in a pleasurable way and you pant, “Hahh… ‘Toru… t-too fast,” You mumble out.

“Hm?” He hums, tilting his head innocently, “I’m going too fast?”

Your head nods desperately, “Uhuh, s-slow down… fuuck, please?”

Gojo snickers and his pace doesn’t waver, if anything, it grows harsher, more needy, and almost even feral. His thoughts were waning. How could he possibly slow down? “Jus’ take it,” He says playfully, putting on a pout to mock your expression.

Despite the sexy moans leaving you, a scowl takes over your face as you maintain eye contact with him. “I s-shouldn’t even-, mmgh… b-be here,” You mumble out to him.

The feeling of Gojo’s hand sliding down makes you tense up and your cunt clamps around his throbbing cock at the faint movement of his. He lets out a hiss and his face twists up, “Fuck-, d-don’t squeeze me like that, c’mon,” He huffs out.

You’re frowning, “…S’Your fault,” You moan out, “M-Making feel like-, hhngh-, t-this, ahh…”

Gojo scoffs and then rolls his eyes, hips easing back and dick nearly slipping out of you, “You talk so much y’know,” He points out.

“You’re one t-to talk,” You reply, your eyes going wide as he shoves every inch of himself back in with no warning.

That hand of his that was on your abdomen slides further down and you feel your legs tremble a bit as his fingertips find your clit and messily swat over the bud in sync with his thrusts.

Your fingers curled against the wall, the need to grab something stronger than ever. His cock was practically making out with your cervix, hips bucking into you at such a rough pace that had you gasping for air.

“Y’know,” Gojo chuckles, lengthy fingers rolling circles around your clit, “We’re supposed to be fucking, not arguing.” He comments.

You groan and nearly fall over against the wall as both his cock and fingers become too much for you, “S-Satoru-, fuck-,” You gasp.

“Huh? Did ya’ wanna say somethin’?” Gojo taunts as he purposefully drags his fingertips around your sensitive bud in such a teasingly pleasurable way.

Just as he works on his hand movements, his dick is simply drilling into your sopping hole, your slick making an entire mess of both him and yourself. You were leaking all over his cock and you could even feel your inner thighs wet up as his thrusts grew more pinpointed and calculated.

At one point, Gojo shifts ever so slightly and his tip fucks somewhere overwhelmingly good inside you, “O-Oh-,” Your jaw dropped and your eyes rolled back, “T-Too deep, fuuck, s’too deep ‘Toru,” You whined.

Gojo grunts but doesn’t stop his thrusts, “What do you mean I’m too deep?” He asks, loud and lewd squelches of your pussy filling the air and making him snicker, “Didn’t you say that last time?”

Halfway out of it, “Uhuh,” You nodded.

“Exactly so,” Gojo leans to your ear again and his fingers pinch your clit, “You can take it.”

Another groan pours out of your mouth and you had drool running down your jaw and dripping off your chin. His voice was so low and it drove you crazy, the sounds of his grunts and groans flowing into your ear.

“Messy girl,” Gojo suddenly commented, his eyes downward as he feels and sees the way you suddenly came around his cock, “Didn’t even tell me you were cumming, sweets,” He taunts, smirking, “Do I make you feel that good?”

Yet again, you’re just nodding along to his words with this fucked out expression on your face, “Uhuh, f-feels s’good ‘Toru,” You whined, “B-But… m-mmgh, y-you couldn’t take me-, nngh, t-to your room?”

Gojo scoffs and his thrusts slow down a little just so he could talk into your ear once more, “No, no I couldn’t… fuck-, take… hah, take you to my room,” He stammers out, feeling as you squeeze and squeeze around him every time he spoke. “You’re actin’ like you didn’t wanna get fucked against the wall anyway,” He points out in almost one breath, lips pushing against your ear, “You’re jus’ as needy as me, sweets.”

“Mmmh, hnngh… ah,” You moaned helplessly, “M’not… n-needy,” Your words came out in such a desperate and whiny way but you were too into it to care anymore. “You’re j-just….” Your words come out in a low murmur and he misses what you say.

Gojo tilts his head and his thrusts slow to a sudden stop, his cock resting comfortably inside your warmth, “Hahh, what?” He asks. You whine a little and murmur it out once more but he seems to get a bit annoyed, “C’mon, speak up ‘nd stop mumblin’.”

“Too fuckin’ deep Satoru-,” You finally manage out a bit louder, “C-Can feel you all t-the way… in,” You babble thoughtlessly.

“Yeahh, I know, I know m’deep sweetheart,” Gojo coos before gently easing his hips back, “But you like me that way,” He says with a slight scoff before he’s ramming his dick into you again, quite literally fucking the air out your lungs whilst he picks back up on that animalistic pace of his.

Gojo could care less how much you complain, he knows how far inside you he is, he can feel it. The way your pussy sucks him all the way in, the base of his cock flush with your cunt after each thrust— Gojo knows he’s filling you up but how is he expected to care when you just suck and squeeze him in so nicely?

Your cunt was too snug, too tight, too sloppy for him to care about your little whines and pleas. You’ve got his cock smothered in cum and you expect him to cater to your cries of slowing down or not pushing all the way in? 

Gojo can’t help but scoff and suddenly blurt out an intrusive thought of his, “Wonder’ what Choso would think if he saw you like this— cummin’ all over my cock instead of his,” He hums almost casually.

The way your plush walls grip onto him nearly leads him to empty his balls into you as it chokes a groan out of the back of his throat. 

“S-Shiit, almost made m-me cum, sweets,” Gojo chuckles lightly as his eyes flicker.

You shake your head in a disapproving manner, “D-Don’t fuckin’… bring him up,” You breathe out.

Gojo tilts his head, “Hm? Why not?” He questions as his cock jerks in and in and in, blue eyes locked on your facial expression as he smirks at the way your eyes roll back and back and back with his movements.

Your jaw is simply slack and you pant, “Ha-ahh… nngh, mmh… J-Just-, hhngh, s-stop talking-,” You mewl out, eyes watering at his movements.

Gojo slips his length almost out before teasing your hole with his tip, glancing down at his actions and chuckling at the constant twitch of your cunt, “Your pussy’s tellin’ me to keep talkin’ though…”

You groan, “Shut up.”

“Oh please, you’ll be alright…” Gojo argues back to you before easing his cock in slower this time. You can just feel his every throbbing vein as he inches in and moves to your ear just to whisper, “S’not like he’ll know.”

Your hips begin to move back to meet his motions and Gojo’s taken by surprise. He knew he didn’t need to be concerned with your earlier cries, Gojo knows you know how to take dick.

So, the two of you get quiet for a minute as things slow. His thrusts are shallower, almost like he just wants to marinate in your cunt for a while, feel you twitch as his dick throbs inside you. His breath is against your ear all over again and he soon wraps both his arms around you.

Then, once you’re in his grasp, his pace is slow to speed up again. But this time you’re not whining through it. Instead, breathy and quiet moans spill from your wet lips, and all you could focus on was the sinful sounds of sex filling the entirety of the apartment.

After which, it was Gojo’s voice yet again you’re focusing on, “…Maybe you should jus’ stay with me,” He offers.

“H-Huh?” You hum cluelessly.

His dripping tip presses into your sweet spot once more, “You heard me.”

You let off a whine and your face scrunches up a little, “Y-You wanna talk about this-, nngh, now?”

“Yeah,” Gojo chuckles, his voice low in a whisper, “Yeah I wanna talk about this when I’m balls deep inside you. When else should I say somethin’?”

You scoff at his way of wording things and your cunt is just milking his cock at this point, “W-What about… mmh, C-Choso-“

“You can see him tomorrow,” Gojo groans, “Let me have you for the rest of today, sweets.”

A slight chuckle escapes you, “T-The rest of today?”

His thrusts have groan tender, slow but hard strokes given to your pussy as the conversation continues, “Yeah. I wanna fuck you all night,” He explains.

“Mmmgh,” You hum at the thought, “‘Toru…”

“Feel’ you milk my cock for hours,” Gojo whispers into your ear, voice sensual and seductive with you despite him being buried so many inches inside you.

Your eyes just barely meet his and you see how serious he is, “B-But-,”

“How many positions do you think I can put you in before the night is over?” He cuts off, face inching closer to yours as his movements come to a stop and he has you keeping his cock warm yet again, “Hm?”

You manage to catch your breath due to the slight break he’s giving you, “Hah… I-I dunno,”

Gojo tips his head to the side and his lips near yours, “Maybe I’ll fuck you in every inch of this apartment so when you’re gone I’ll have that memory…”

Oh he’s just rambling at this point but you’re not complaining. If anything, your cunt squeezes around his shaft for the nth time since he’s been inside you.

“Shit, y’like that?” Gojo chuckles, “We’ll start with the living room after this-, fuuck…” He groans, feeling the way you get tighter and tighter with his every word, “I’ll have the couch soaked by the time I’m done with you…” He explains.

Your brows furrow, “That’s gonna… mgh, be so messy…”

“Who cares if it’s messy?” Gojo scoffs, rolling his hips into you in slow motion just to get some kind of movement again.

Your eyes roll back yet again and he watches closely, smiling at the effect his cock has on you.

“Uhuh,” Gojo nods, his eyes practically having hearts in them with how enamored he was by you, “Then the kitchen-, I gotta bend you over the counter and feel you drip all over my fuckin’ cock,” He explains.

Damn the way you begin to experience another orgasm at such a perfect time, the feeling making Gojo’s smile deepen.

“Yeah? You really like the sound of that huh?” He teases, biting his lip afterward. “What else? Hm? Maybe I can fuck your throat in the shower,” His suggestion makes your face twist up and you shake your head with a cute little whine leaving you.

“Why?” You ask, the question completely thoughtless as you’re too focused on his member shallowly easing in and out of you just barely.

“Why?” Gojo mocks you, “Why not?”

“M-Mmgh…” You grumble out, your mind growing hazy as the tantalizing roll of Gojo’s hips into you distracts your thoughts.

Then his voice just follows again, “Oh and I definitely want you ridin’ me in Suguru’s room. Gotta get payback for that one time.” He tells you, cock twitching inside your cunt at the thought.

“T-That’s so… hahh… m-mean, ‘Toru,” Your voice comes out in a mumble he finds cute.

Scoffing, “He’ll be fine, don’t worry,” Gojo shrugs off. Then his pace is picking up again, from shallow and slow strokes to a regular speed, his abs tensing as his orgasm approaches.

You sigh and begin to play along with his little fantasy, “Okay… w-well what about-, mmh, your room?”

“In my room?” Gojo repeats, his hips snapping into you suddenly. The fact that you’re considering what he was saying made him lose his mind a little, “Oh I’m not fuckin’ you in there.”

You frown and a single tear falls from your eye as he starts rutting into you again, slight whimpers heard exiting your throat.

“Heh, you look disappointed,” Gojo teases, “Don’t worry, in my room we’re takin’ things slow,” He tells you, voice low in a whisper again, “I’m putting you on my mouth for a while.”

You’ve never had the pleasure of experiencing his tongue so you’re left wondering what that’d be like, how messy of an eater Gojo probably is, how he’d do nothing but talk and talk and talk-

“Yeah, ‘n then my fingers,” Gojo cuts off your thought process, “I know how much you love ‘em,” He points out.

You release a fucked-out little laugh, “Mhm, and after?”

“After that?” Gojo sighs, leaning back and parting his legs a bit more before sliding his hands to hold your hips as he fucks his lengthy cock into you, “Hm…. I’ll make love to you,” He says.

Your jaw drops and you moan so beautifully, his eyes all over your face against the wall as he loses that slow pace of his and returns to the rough one.

“I’m gonna treat you carefully so you don't break,” Gojo explains, despite the current and constant shove of his cock into your sopping pussy— you were making such a mess.

“H-Hnngh, hahh, ah… W-What about-, nngh… now?” You cry out in question.

He tilts his head, white hairs sticking to his forehead as sweat slicks along his body, “Oh, what about now? Nah, right now I’m in the mood of splitting you open— you look hot in tears,” Gojo chuckles, his voice wavering ever so slightly.

He was seconds away from spilling into you but he somehow managed to hold himself back long enough.

“Plus, the shake in your legs feeds my ego,” He snickers, cockhead drilling into your filthy cunt so perfectly.

So much so that you’re blurting things out without thinking as he hits that one spot over and over, “Fuuuck, right there… mmmmgh-, I love your cock-, ohmygod…” You whine out mindlessly.

His hips stutter and Gojo chokes out a groan, “F-Fuck-, what?”

You shake your head and move a hand to your mouth, refusing to repeat that.

His brows tense and his pace is ruthless with you, senselessly pounding you into the wall as he leans closer, “Move your hand,” Gojo orders, his voice lower than before. 

Your hand drops and you moan as he questions you further, “What the fuck did you just say?” He pants, “You love my what?”

The last thing you wanted to do was say that again. It was unlike you but, you were far too out of it to care, “Y-Your cock, mmh,”  You hum out softly.

“Yeah?” Gojo whines and it goes straight to your cunt. He almost came inside you, “You love my cock?” He repeats, to which you nod, “Fuckin’ sluuut. Of course you love my cock, I already knew that.”

That ego of his makes you send him a scowl, even with the constant moans leaving you and the harsh slap of his pelvis to your ass.

“I mean, you’ve been makin’ a mess on my floor ever since I hit right…” Gojo shifts ever so slightly and urges his dick in somewhere specific, “There, so… I already knew that, sweets.”

You’ve lost count of how many times you came on him or how many times your jaw has gone slack but both happen again— face twisting up, eyes rolling back, and drool dripping off your chin.

“You’re so cute when you’re all fucked out,” Gojo says, smiling at you. Another moan is heard as you make eye contact with him and he decides to tease you, “Look, I bet you can’t even say my name properly.”

Scowling, “Fuck you,” You breathe out, to which he keeps knocking into that mushy spot inside you, “‘T-Toru,” You moan his nickname and it makes his smile widen.

“Aww, c’mon, say the whole thing,” Gojo teases, “Sa-tor-u,” He emphasizes each syllable with a thrust and you think you’re about to fall over completely, “C’mon, you can do it.”

“S’toru,” You slur out, tears dripping from your eyes.

Gojo pouts, “Mmmh, close but not quite, try again.”

“H-Hahhh, Satoru, f-fu-uck…” You finally manage out.

His smile is so sexy while he continues, “Shit… you’re so hot-, fuckin’ perfect,” Gojo groans before tossing his head back.

Again and again and again he buries his inches inside of you. How long has it been? How is he even still going? You don’t know, nor do you have the mental capacity to think about that right now.

Your own slick is dripping down your legs and you wouldn’t even be standing up straight without his hands gripping onto your hips tight enough to leave marks, “F-Feels… nngh-, s’good, aangh,” You moan within your cockdrunk stupor.

“Yeahhhh?” Gojo chuckles, “Who’s makin’ you feel good, huh?” He asks, head tipping down into place to watch you answer him.

“Y-You, Satoru… mmh,” You hum, eyes on the verge of closing.

There’s a constant drip onto the floor below as Gojo bottoms you out, finding himself fucked out in the same manner as you. “Uhuhh, fuuuuck. I love the way you moan my name,” He breathes out before leaning in toward you, “Kiss me.” He orders.

Just barely do you angle your head back and he inches closer, cock beating into you and scrambling your insides so heavily as he messily presses his lips to yours.

A sloppy kiss is shared between the two of you and his thrusts begin to match that as he approaches his high. Gojo’s tongue is slithering into your mouth and he’s inhaling your moans and whines in such an eager way.

“Mhm, atta’ girl,” Gojo whispers just as his lips pry away from yours. Then you watch tears gloss over his eyes as he whines-, almost whimpers, “F-Fuck, m’about to cum…”

There’s a filthy string of saliva hanging from his lips that connects to yours and both of you are gazing into each other's eyes— watching how fucked out both of you are. 

After a minute, Gojo’s whispering, “Can I-“

You just nod and whisper back before he even finishes, “Cum inside me, ‘Toru.”

And hell, he’s fucking his orgasm into you just as the words leave your lips. Gojo’s quietly whimpering against your lips as he does, his face flushed, pupils blown out, and pants pouring from his mouth as he does so.

Both of you were hot and sweaty and it’s not until he’s done that his hips stop moving and he groans in a pornographic manner.

You think your voice is gone and you can hardly imagine doing anything more than what just occurred. Any longer like that and you might’ve squirted-

“I love you,” Gojo suddenly breathes out, dick still inside you. Then he leans in and kisses you softly before saying it again, “I love you so much.”

You meet his hazy blue eyes, your pupils unknowingly dilated as you whisper to him, “Mhm, I love you too, ‘Toru.”

He choked and his brows furrowed, “W-What?”

Not even giving him a second to process, you mindlessly kiss him again but notice he’s frozen. A soft lick to his lips is felt and he blinks a few times.

“Y-You what?” Gojo questions.

Again, you shut him up with a kiss but inside his mouth, you’re mumbling, “I love you.”

His hands slip up to your waist and the two of you are messily making out. Gojo’s fingers curl into your skin and he’s not letting you go now-, not ever.

Fuck leaving him tomorrow. Fuck the consequences that’ll come from this. Gojo Satoru won’t let you go after saying those three words to him.

Hence why he’s devouring your lips all over again before his cock slips out of you. Then, in one haste movement, he’s turning you around to face him, lifting you up, and moving to make out with you in a needy manner.

“Yeahh,” Gojo breathes into your mouth, “M’never letting you go.”

“S-Satoru,” You stammer out, “I-“

“Shut up,” Gojo cuts off, “Fuck Choso. Fuck whatever you feel for him,” He blurts out. Oh he’s lost it, “You’re staying here-, staying with me. Fuck anything and everything else-, fuck Sukuna…” The last part mumbled under his breath but you don’t miss it.

“W-What?” You whine, brows furrowing.

Gojo shakes his head and starts carrying you off and toward the living room, “Don’t worry about it, sweets,” He says. His tone is starting to worry you a little but your mind isn’t yet all the way there, “It’s just you and me now… and forever, okay?”

You blink.

What the hell did you just do? Maybe...

Maybe you should've just left instead of giving in to temptation.

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[a-cyclepath]

Shibuya Choso just dropped. Look at his hands..his eyes. His hands are big enough where one is large and strong enough to hold your head pinned first to the bed while he fucks your whole from behind, his other hand leaving huge hand marks on your ass while he spanks you, the same, determined, blood hungry gaze in his eyes while he exhales and whines at how good you're squeezing him. His eyes never falter with his piercing glare while he smashes into your spot every stroke and the head board's slamming and denting the bedroom wall, having you screaming and eyes rolling the entire time he's railing you.

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[angelsleepinggurl]

𝐒𝟏:𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝟏𝟖

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“Ah yes right there, fuck don’t stop.” There you are in Nanami’s office after hours, pressed down against his desk as he pounds the daylight out of you. Nanami grabs a fistful of your hair and jerks it back, pressing the other into the small of your back. He watches attentively as your ass jiggles with every harsh thrust he makes to meet all your sweet spots and he drills into you relentlessly.

“Good girl, you’re taking me so well.” he hums, leaning closer to your flushed face. “You like being fucked in my office? You like being fucked in your boss’s office, huh?” he asks you and all you can respond with is moans. Your knuckles start turning pale from the way you’re clutching his desk as he shakes you and it both. His grip shifts from your hair to your hips for him to stabilise himself causing your head to loll, meeting the desk beneath you.

“S’too much, too much.” you cry out, wiggling your hips to get him o slow down, not wanting to cum yet.

“S’too much for you baby?” he asks with separated and detached thrusts, causes to whine.

“M’gonna cum.” you mewl out, your hands scurrying behind you in attempts to swat him away, but the blond uses his large hand to hold both of your wrists, keeping them restrained. “No touching remember.” Nanami can feel you getting closer, but that doesn’t stop him or slow him down. “We’re gonna be here all night, we’re gonna be here till you cum 10 times around my dick.”

His hand swiftly slides under you his fingers speedily swiping at your sensitive bud. “Shh, you’re gonna squeeze me dry at this rate.” His expert fingers and relentless rhythm make you writhe, unable to stay still from the feeling of being too good. “I’m close, I’m so close.”

“You wanna cum for me?” he asks, his blond locks falling in front of his eyes and sweat rolling down his glistening chest. This feeling is otherworldly, the pleasure is transcendental and you never want it to end. “Cum for me baby.” he pants, you’re so close you can almost taste it. A couple more thrusts and you're screaming out his name as the white seed pours out of you endlessly, coating Nanami’s dick in a thick, sheen, gloss, the both of your cum mixing. Nanami finishes with a few stuttering thrusts and a loud groan.

He watches attentively as he slowly pulls out, his dick covered to the base in your cum, watching it ooze out onto the table. Your figure goes limp as you try to recover and try and catch your breath. His lips plant a reassuring kiss on your forehead, before flipping you over and going down on his knees. Seconds later you feel his tongue slowly lap up your juices on his tongue, face nuzzled. You’re already overstimulated so feeling his nose press up against your sensitive clit causes your hands to fly into his hair.

“Mhm wait, you’re gonna make me come again.” You whimper, laying meekly over the table, barely having enough energy to keep your eyes on the ceiling. Your plead goes unheard by the man as he starts licking and sucking much more feverishly. “Kento wait.” you try to sit up but to no avail and he presses his hand on your stomach. “I just came-”

“I heard you, lemme make you squirt.”

“Ken-OH!YES!” you cry out, dropping your head back as Nanami’s thick finger slides into your gummy walls, curling and scissoring. His tongue flicks and sucks on your clit and you can feel it coming in hotter. “Gonna come again.”

More determined than ever Nanami pummels his fingers in and out of you. Your legs start shaking as you feel the release near, and with one more curl of his fingers, you squirt all over. All over his face, his chest, desk. You lay back, trying to regain your senses, breathing heavily. Nanami leans over and smiles at you, planting a kiss on your forehead. “Well done Y/N.”

Your eyes shoot open immediately. Your hair clung to your face and your clothes drenched in sweat from deep sleep. You slowly turn around. You seem to be in your room, your phone’s not next to you, and the sun is too bright for it to be a good sign. But most importantly, a familiar dampness between your legs.

No way. I had a wet dream about my boss.

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[honeeslust]

When his best friend wants you too …

🖤 found this in my memos, I don’t even remember writing it lol.

🖤 no context!! No ending!!

Satoru was eager to taunt him first, so when he made his best friend watch from the chair in the corner of your room, he wasn’t doing the cute shit he does when he wants to be romantic. It was him eating you like a full course meal from the back. He would make sure Suguru would have a front row seat to the different ways he could make you moan his name, playing tricks with his tongue piercing over your tender little clit. Poor Suguru would be dying for even just a drop of you as you soaked your bfs tongue, face, hands. Satoru would be grinning like a damn Cheshire Cat, your moans telling him how much you want more.

Suguru would lick his pretty lips as his mouth watered after the sight of you so lewdly on display. This would make your boyfriend want to rub it in even more. “She tastes just as good as she looks, wanna try?” He’d tease as he fingered you relentlessly until you were pouring into his mouth. He turns you onto your back and locks his fingers around your throat to pull your body to him. Your mind would just barely register what is happening as he forced two slender fingers into your mouth making you suck the taste of yourself off of his fingers. “ Good girl” he’d say already prepared to slip right in. You’d notice the way Suguru’s eyes followed the way your tits bounce when your bf went full beast mode, fucking you off the side of the bed. You'd smile and wink at him before letting your head fall back from Satoru’s prick already making you a driveling mess. He’s so fucking cocky, he’d tease you both. Fucking you so hard that you growled. “ shit, she’s like a feral cat isn’t she.” He’d say palming the back of your head so that he could force that cock deeper while playing DJ with your clit.

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[angiehasakitten]

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{ WHAT TO KNOW }➤  This is HEAVILY inspired by the bl manhwa “No Love Zone” in which the main character ( fem!reader) is a newbie at the company. She has the worst luck in the romance department and always ends up heartbroken. That's when she sees Kamo Choso, who is her total type, but turns out to be her new boss and enemy… 

{ OTHER THINGS TO KEEP IN MIND }➤ I'll only be writing in 2nd person pov, so there won't be anything like y/n. Also this is based on my personal preferences so i'm sorry if it disappoints. Whenever something like “this is hsown” it indicates the readers toughts. 

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[beautifullytrvgic]

writing my first ever fic AND smut and holy- THIS IS SO MUCH HARDER THAN I THOUGHT- HELLO?? wdym it's not like writing a rp response

anyway, d!lf neighbor Toji x reader coming... someday!

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[satoruscumshot]

hi guys thank u sm for all the likes and rebloggssss! I super appreciate it, sorry I haven’t been posting but I’m working on a new writing called “Bosses favorite” a nanami x reader here’s a little snippet. I’m hoping to finish this by tonight so I’ll hopefully be posting it tmrw night or the next day. Love you all!

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[iisasarcasticlittleshite]

Request: Sukuna x FEM! Reader

Content warnings: SUKUNA. This chapter includes heavily implied sexual scenes and mild spoilers. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, proceed with caution.

This was requested by someone on AO3: prompt 3 “Did you just kiss me?”

If anyone had told you that you'd be rushing to your classmates' aid after the council sent them after a damned special grade, you'd have damn well stayed in bed. You're the only third year not currently suspended from school activities, thus, everyone seems to think that's grounds to send you off to save your underclassmen's sad asses.

Let's not forget, the first years this time around came equipped with a bonafide special grade vessel, carrying the King of Curses no less.

You've met Itadori, albeit briefly, Gojo likes to dump his class in your general vicinity when he leaves on missions as if you're not still a student yourself; special grade or not.

Guilt threatens to tug at you, this assignment should have been yours, and judging by the blood already splattered at the prison entrance surrounding what you'd swear was a human heart, you're already too late to save at least one of them.

Your senses tugged you toward the ripple of cursed energy, coming from someone fighting a powerful curse, one too powerful even to be the one causing the womb.

As fast as your legs can carry you, you dart through back alleys, following the voice of Megumi, and one that's practically a sultry growl.

You break from the shadows, eyes going wide as you realise too late what you've stumbled into. Before you stands Yuuji's body, worn by something far from human. Your eyes follow those sleek tattooed almost against your will, teeth sinking into your lip as none other than Sukuna turns his full attention to you.

Ironic, he's wearing Itadori's skin, and yet, that curse looks nothing like the sweet ball of sunshine. The King of curses exudes danger and makes goosebumps rise over every inch of your skin, your eyes finding Fushiguro, bleeding and predictably beaten on the floor.

'Oh, who's this, another lamb to the slaughter?' Purrs Sukuna, the bastard doesn't even take his hands out of his pockets.

Fear threatens to take over, your curse flares to life, skin glowing faintly under your clothes as your emotions drive your body into high gear. 'Who the fuck let you out to play?'

Sukuna chuckles, and you can't tell if he's trying to mock you, or if he always sounds so patronising. 'Look at you, trying so hard not to tremble. You'd do well to be afraid, little one.'

'Senpai-' Fushiguro cautioned, clutching his chest with a bloodied hand 'you can't- not even you.'

You eyed the boy seriously, protective instincts roaring in your chest. What was he suggesting? That you turn and run? Not likely.

Ignoring Sukuna, you made your way to his side, gently raising his chin to inspect the head injury currently dripping blood into his eyes. 'Can you see straight? Not seeing double?'

'Senpai-?'

'Oi!' Sukuna snapped suddenly, it took everything you had not to flinch and stare at him over your shoulder like he was a petulant child, demanding attention. 'I can't decide whether you're brave, or just stupid for ignoring me.'

'If you wanted him dead you'd have killed him. You already killed Itadori.' You glance pointedly at the gaping hole in the stolen body's chest. 'I'm going to heal him, you can die in your host body or you can wait until I'm done.'

Sukuna's face twisted in a vicious sneer, for a moment you thought he'd lunge at you, and you lit your curse ablaze, letting it pool under your skin, itching to be let loose, but Sukuna never charged, his eyes caught the glow beneath your gloves, and the scowl fell away.

He stood, statuesque, waiting for you to use your reversed cursed technique on Megumi, who'd since passed out.

Confident that he'd live without any major consequence, you slid the gloves from your hands and the coat from your shoulders, feeling the moisture in the air as you faced Sukuna, jerking your chin at him in question.

The curse wasted no time, he moved like a blur, and it's all you can do to through your arms up, guarding your head as he hurls you across the street.

The wall behind you crumbles, the cursed energy under your skin is the only thing that keeps your bones from shattering and you're not waiting around to find out if he can throw you any harder.

In hindsight, you're amazed at yourself for ever being able to put up a fight, and though Sukuna is the one grinning, some small, twisted part of you wants to do the same, for here, against him, in a deserted neighbourhood with no risk of injuring an innocent, you can let loose.

Your curse tears into him, bloody spraying as fast as he can heal his stolen body, and you can tell after a few minutes that keeping that heartless corpse moving while fighting someone he wasn't accounting for was starting to cost him.

It's a feeling Sukuna's not used to, knowing there's a single chance in hell that he'll lose to you. It doesn't sting quite as much as the humiliation he suffered at the hands of that blindfolded menace, likely, because he doesn't want to butcher you quite as badly as he does Gojo.

That being said, he hates losing, and his experience tells him that in all-out cursed energy, you match him. In a fair fight, it's anyone's game.

But what curse plays fair?

When your next strike threatens to hurl him back, he locks his arm around your neck, dragging you straight down with him.

Reflexively, you throw your arms out on either side of him, feeling the rubble dig into your palms as you catch part of his weight as well. Adrenaline pumping, you've barely processed the rather compromising position you're in by the time Sukuna has surged up, parted his lips...and kissed you.

Air locks in your lungs, struggling to process the sensation of the curse's lips damn near ravishing yours, tongue already darting past your parted lips before you even realised that you'd instinctively closed your eyes.

You can't kiss back, you can't enjoy this, he's a curse and a monster and a murderer and a really fucking good kisser.

Conveniently, your body ignores any and all of the former facts and focuses solely on the pure euphoria of his warm mouth against yours, demanding action and attention, and though you manage to hold your arms steady, you can't help the tiniest whimper that bubbles at the back of your throat.

Sukuna pulls you down further, one leg nudging your knees until they bend, still, you hold steady, and he smirks against your lips.

'You're stronger than you look, little spitfire.' his words are a purr that sends shivers up your spine, heat pooling in your core against your will. 'You strong ones always break so pretty.'

No curse has any right to be that damn sexy, your mind barely keeps up with words at this point. 'Did you just kiss me?'

Sukuna chuckles, a deliriously sinful sound, winking at you with those crimson eyes before they suddenly roll shut, body going completely limp.

You throw yourself off the dead body of Itadori Yuuji, wondering if someone slipped fucking hallucinogenics into your food this morning because there was absolutely no way in hell that had just happened.

'(Y/N)-senpai?! (Y/N)!'

Megumi's voice snapped you from your reverie, bringing you poorly back to reality. Your hands are steady, but your breath see-saws past, the first year taking the wild-eyed look you wore as fear and adrenaline.

He flinches at a glance of Itadori's limp body, but kneels beside you, gently placing a hand on your shoulder, only to pull away when you hissed.

Across the nape of your neck were four, perfectly parallel cuts, caused by Sukuna's claws while he kissed the breath from your lungs. The bastard left those there to remind you what he'd done, no doubt.

'Are you alright?!' Megumi demanded, once more snapping you into reality.

'I'm fine...I'm fine.'

Sukuna kissed me.

'We should go, find Ishiji.'

Sukuna kissed me.

Over the next few days, the thought would occur to you at the most inconvenient times, in class, on missions, in training. The damned curse got you clubbed in the face by Maki he distracted you so much.

You didn't grieve for Itadori, part of you knew that wouldn't be the end of him, not by a long shot.

"You strong ones always break so pretty." He'd said, sounding equal parts excited and nostalgic.

Your survival instinct was rightly concerned at the prospect of that monster coming back, but let's not forget, you're a Jujutsu sorcerer and your survival instinct never really gets to call the shots. If you weren't at least partly crazy, you'd be dead.

It's this crazy you choose to blame for not turning Satoru Gojo down flat when he calls you aside for a "special assignment" as if you can't already guess that he's hiding Itadori from the rest of the student body. If any of them had known more about curses, they would have caught him out immediately.

You sit silently beside him in the backseat, staring at the world going past outside the window, waiting. No one's said a word to you about going one-on-one with Sukuna apart from principal Yaga, at the start of one of your lessons.

'Congratulations, you're not dead.' High praise, coming from the principal.

The blindfolded menace had been quiet on the subject, highly out of character.

Ishiji drives you further and further from civilisation, trees replacing buildings, and unease stirs in your gut.

It seems Gojo has waited until you're well and truly in bat-shit nowhere to speak up.

'So, you fought Sukuna, bet that's been a hell of an ego boost.'

'You would know.' You drawled right back, feigning disinterest. 'Is that why I'm here, a humility check?'

'Nah, arrogance is pretty useful.' Gojo chuckled light-heartedly. 'I'm gonna take a guess and assume you already know Yuuji's alive?'

'That was a question. Not an assumption.'

'Real funny (Y/N).' Gojo lifted the corner of his blindfold, meeting her gaze with a single, endless eye. 'I suspect Yuuji's made a pact with Sukuna, one he can't remember the details of. Now I know for a fact the bastard won't come out to play with me around, but you, he likes.'

You scrunched your nose up at his logic. 'How the fuck do you know that?'

'The scratches on the back of your neck coulda been a helluva lot deeper, (Y/N).'

Now that was logic you could not argue with and thus curled tighter into your seat, pointedly averting your eyes. 'Even if he does, you're betting he'll just tell me?'

'Nah, I'm betting you, and your womanly charms might just find out by accident.'

You scowled at the senior sorcerer while blood rushed up to your ears against your will, folding your arms across your chance. This wasn't something he's planned and thought through, this is Satoru Gojo, satisfying some morbid curiosity, using you as a case study.

'I'm not sure whether to slap you or be flattered that you think he won't kill me.'

Gojo shrugged. 'Take it however you want, I am your superior after all.'

'Pulling rank now? Has anyone ever told you you're an ass?'

'Muah? Never. Stop here.'

Ishiji, politely pretending he hasn't heard a word, hastily slams the brakes, bringing the car to a stop.

Gojo leans over you and pushes your door open, gently patting your head. 'Yuuji thinks it's me he's training with, Sukuna will probably come out before you see him, try not to die, yeah? Still dealing with the paperwork off Yuuji dying and all.'

'You mean you make Nanami do it for you?'

Gojo nudges you gently out of your seat, waving you away with a smug grin. 'Don't make him work overtime now, (Y/N)!'

With that, you slam the door shut in his face, listening to the car drive off, leaving you as far from society as you can possibly get. Moments later, a veil drops over you, one that you realise is meant to keep you in. Wonderful.

You roll your eyes, cursed energy already pooling under your skin. Your skin prickles with anticipation instead of dread, even as you force yourself to hate your current situation, for Yuuji's sake, if no one else's.

You leapt from the road, disappearing under the canopy, throwing your gloves into your pockets, and baring the glow under your skin. He'd find you anyway, may as well announce your presence and make sure the curse doesn't mistake you for Gojo.

You hadn't expected the veil to narrow down your senses quite as much as it did, without the whole world to focus on, you become painfully aware of the moment Yuuji's fresh, unrefined cursed energy is replaced with the wall of terror which is Sukuna.

You barely have time to suck in a breath before the curse is pinning you to a try, his very presence clashes with your senses, setting your nerves alight.

His hand closes around your wrists, pinning them to the tree above your head, his long fingers easily trapping you there while his palm presses against your throat, squeezing just enough to create a tantalising taste of claustrophobia.

'Well hello, little lamb,' he purrs, sharp teeth nipping at your earlobe, laughing when you jolt in surprise. 'have they sent you off to slaughter again?'

It would be so easy, make so much sense to give into him. Bend over and please him in hopes he'd spare you, but you're not ready to lay down and break just yet.

Your curse snaps to life, the tattoos on your wrists and neck burn into his hand until you can smell burning flesh, and though the pain means little to him, it distracts him from your knee sliding between you, driving space between you through sheer brute force.

Sukuna licks his lips, and the rage you fear is nowhere to be seen on his face. The King of Curses looks at you like a hunter eyes prey, eager not only for the kill but for the hunt.

'What now, little one?' The burns on his palms are healed in seconds. 'Where will you run? The veil traps us both here, they've left you to die a curiosity.'

'I'm not running.' Your voice rings strong and calm, calmer than your racing heart allows you to believe. 'And you're not going to kill me.'

Sukuna cackles, snidely grinning at you. 'You dare assume what I will and won't do, girl?'

It's a game he wants, and you'll be damned if you don't toy with your own end. Bluffing aside, this is Sukuna, you don't doubt he'll kill you given the chance. Fighting him once took everything out of you, the thought of doing it again is giving you a headache.

Arching a brow, you pull on a smile of your own, keeping your voice steady. 'You'd be bored without me.'

Sukuna's brows raise, pleasantly surprised as he begins to circle you. 'Still can't decide if you're brave or foolish, witch.'

'Can't a girl be both?'

'Rarely.' He steps closer, and you let him. He knows what lay dormant beneath your skin, curse or no curse, you doubt he wants to be set alight or thrown across this infernal forest. His breath fans the back of your neck, where he last left his mark. 'You heal fast.'

You open your mouth to respond, and thus cannot stop the wanton little noise that creeps up the back of your throat as Sukuna presses the gentlest of kisses to your skin, and growls at your reaction. 'Useful. What did that menace send you in here for?'

Getting your vocal cords back under control, you manage to voice your words calmly, even as he presses his lips and teeth to your skin, again, and again.

'He wants to know about the pact you made with Itadori.' You replied honestly. 'Maniac thinks you'll tell me.'

Hot breath brushes past your ear, achingly close to your most sensitive spot, anticipation raising gooseflesh up and down your arms. 'And if I did, what would you offer me in return?'

'How about I don't set you on fire for touching me, curse?'

You're toeing a line, somewhere between submission and death, and it has your gut twisting with something you barely recognise as an emotion.

Long fingers, tipped with sharp black nails curls under your jaw, raising your chin, and you let him. It's a new sensation to Sukuna, having a woman who must LET him do as he pleases. Needing you to willingly submit to him adds a new layer to a game in which he's used to being the only winner.

You were just as likely to fight back as to submit, the anticipation of wondering which you would do drives him to compromise where he never had.

'How about, we make a bet,' he growls in your ear. 'If you can manage not to break within the next...let's say half hour, I'll tell you the terms of my pact with the boy.'

'And if I do?'

A growl shook his chest as he pressed close to your back, squeezing your neck a little tighter, starting to constrict the flow of air in your lungs. 'Then you'll be a used, broken pet, and I'll do with you as I damn well please.'

'High stakes for the mortal in the room.' You jibed breathlessly. 'You don't play fair, what a surprise.'

The tone in which you spoke irked him, and he sank his teeth suddenly into the soft flesh of your shoulder, yanking your shirt down to give him access. 'Thanks to that little remark, you no longer have a choice, brat.'

Backed into a corner, you bit your lip and felt your grip on reality slipping. You didn't care to process the terms of whatever bet you'd just made. Live to beat the King, or die at his feet, neither fate seemed the worst possible outcome for a Jujutsu sorcerer of your calibre. Special grades do tend to die... spectacularly.

True to his word, he did not give you a choice, bending you backwards until he caught your lips in his. Unlike the first time, you were ready for him now, even as your back protested to the angle, you met him easily, and though you gave him access, Sukuna knows it was by choice.

Your choosing to surrender isn't good enough.

Parting from you suddenly, he manhandles you around to face him, clasping your thighs and lifting you effortlessly as if you weighed nothing at all and clasping your legs around him.

You locked your ankles behind his back and kissed him again, raking your nails through his hair, delicately scratching his scalp. Sukuna growls, the noise is far from human and shoots straight between your legs, can feel your thighs tremble around his hips.

'First, you call me curse, now you shiver for me,' he purrs, nipping at your neck, yanking impatiently at your clothes. 'Get them off, or I will.'

Just this once, you do as you're told, trusting him to hold you up, balancing precariously as you slide your shirt over your head, making quick work of your bra soon after.

Sukuna descends upon you in seconds, lips and teeth and tongue assaulting your soft skin, painting you in shakes of blooming love bites, hoisting you up for better access.

A whine tears from you as he bites down on your pebbled nipple a little too hard, your palm growing suddenly hot against his bare shoulder. Sukuna responds with a growl. The pain is only slight, a warning, her way of reminding him that she is ready and willing to put up a fight, and he finds those infernal pants growing tighter.

You blink, and he's moved you all over again, laying down on the forest floor, he sets you atop his hips, allowing you to feel the tent he's pitching. A quiet gasp leaves your lips as you instinctively grind down on him, slapping your hands over his when you feel him dig his fingers into your waistband.

'Don't. You. Dare.' You warned. 'It's my favourite skirt.'

Sukuna huffs petulantly, snapping the band against your skin. 'Off, now.'

You roll your eyes, making a point of sitting down on him as you "fumble" with the zip, your wanton clit pulsing at the animalistic growl Sukuna makes. That creature's noises will be the end of you.

You were a fool to assume the curse wouldn't get you back. Big, clawed hands slide under your thighs, hauling you up his chest, thumbs sliding under the waistband of your underwear and snapping it before you could so much as process what was happening. You can't bring yourself to object, not when he's licking his lips, eyeing your slick centre like his first meal in years, hovering over his face, close enough to feel his breath ghosting against your pearl.

Fear mixes with your arousal, your most sensitive areas now at his mercy, to your horror, it heightens every sensation, every breath see-saws past your lips, so full of adrenaline and lust your hardly know what to do with yourself.

Has it been half an hour, because you're starting to see what he means by breaking you.

'Come, sit.' He slaps your thigh, grabbing handfuls of your soft flesh. 'You want to act a Queen, then come take your throne.'

#sukuna x reader #FLUFF AND SMUT #jjksmut #female reader #fushiguro megumi #gojo #sukuna #mdni

[aztecbrujeria]

I’m so desperately …and. Need …TOJI SUKUNA AND NANAMI TO FILL EVERY SINGLE ONE OF MY FILTHY WH-***najsjsjs FUCKIN PLEASE SATAN!!!!

#aztec thoughts #aztec thirsts #jjksmut #sukuna #nanami smut #toji fushiguro

[bimbodoggie]

as always requests are always available (*´ ˘ `*)

what i do write:

black femme coded reader

plus sized reader

gender neutral (meaning no assigned genitalia in fic)

pet play

primal/prey dynamics (these dynamics are with consent beforehand)

dilfs/milfs

female reader/female character & male reader/male character

polyamorous relationships (i.e. quanxi and her girlfriends)

dynamics (such as priest and innocent reader)

monster fucking (i.e. eren’s titan form)

what i do NOT write:

aged up characters

non consensual sexual acts

pseudo incest/incest

inappropriate age gaps (i.e megumi x sukana)

scat/vomit

lolicon

aheago

#chainsawman smut #aot smut #cod mw2 smut #black!reader #erensmut #jjksmut #tojismut #kishibe smut #quanxi smut #gojo drabbles #getou smut #toji x black reader

[soubi122]

Double Booking - PT 2

Finally, this is ready for you all to enjoy! ❤

⚠ Sukunaxreader, dubcon if you squint, sex with a stranger, corruption kink if you squint, slapping, spitting, rough sex, blood, praise kink, use of pet names, a little fluff, dark content towards the end, blood, death.⚠ MDNI! NO MINORS PLEASE!🔑

Plush bed sheets were wrapped around your body as you woke up in the middle of the night. You were completely bare and gasped - you completely forgot where you were. That’s right…I’m on vacation… You think to yourself as you rollover. However, you felt a figure next to you and you almost screamed. Were you really that drunk that you couldn’t remember what happened a few hours ago? Itadori Yuji was lying next to you, also naked and asleep. Oh yeah…you both went at it like bunnies in heat until you both passed out from exhaustion. The thought made you blush intensely. Sex with a stranger was something you’ve told yourself would never happen, but here you are. You were slowly and quietly shifting to the edge of the mattress so that you could go shower - the last thing you wanted to do was wake up smelling like a hangover.  

The moment you turned around to sit up, your wrist was snatched and you were pulled back into bed. “And where do you think you’re going…pet?” You didn’t recognize the voice - this was much deeper and menacing. “Y-Yuji?” You said almost in a whisper as you tried to focus on his face, the streaks of moonlight only illuminated enough of his face to see the wicked grin on his lips. “The brat’s not here…” What the hell was going on? Where was Yuji? When the figure leaned in close, your eyes focused and you could see that it was in fact Yuji in front of you. You exhaled a sigh of relief, was this some sort of dissociative disorder? “Yuji, you scared me. I thought-” Your words trailed off as you noticed the red eyes, the tattoo on his forehead and the rest of the tattoos that adorned his body. You began to regret sleeping with a stranger, who would have known that he was crazy? “This isn’t funny anymore Yuji” He pinned you down underneath him. The sudden movement made your body tense up as he pinned both wrists above your head. “Like I said, the brat isn’t here…” A chill ran down your spine as he leaned in closer and you could see the second pair of eyes on his cheekbones. An ominous sensation began to form in the pit of your stomach, the same sensation you felt on the train - whoever or whatever this was, it is starting to make you panic.

“...who are you?” You were beginning to squirm underneath him, his grip on your wrist tightened and made you wince, it only took his right hand to overpower you. “Now now pet, ‘no use in trying to get away. You should be honored to be in my presence. Address me as master or king…” Now for sure you thought you were losing your mind or perhaps you were just dreaming. “This has to be a nightmare - I’m dreaming right?” You say out loud and begin to dig your nails into your palm to try and wake yourself up. The low chuckle that came from the man on top of you made you realize that you weren’t dreaming - this was real. You had no idea that the King of Curses, Ryoumen Sukuna, was here on top of you. How could you know? You were a mere mortal, you had no sixth sense, no power, nothing. His deep voice rumbled in your chest, “Now then, pet…you gave us permission to, what was it again?” His tone was laced with hunger and greed. “Ah…’play with me, fuck me, break me…do anything you want with me…’ was that right?” You were regretting your choice of words, perhaps the loneliness took over and you were so desperate to feel validated that you ended up saying things you otherwise would never say.

Sukuna was now nuzzling the crook of your neck, his breath fanned your neck and gave you goosebumps. His tongue licked a long stripe from your collar bone to your cheek - the warm and wet muscle had you flinching. “Stop it! I gave Yuji permission, not y-” You said and were immediately met with a slap to the face, making you yelp. “Address me properly, pet…” The stinging sensation on your cheek had tears welling in your eyes. This was a man who did not give a flying fuck about you. The taste of metal lingered in your mouth, he drew a little blood with just one hit. It’s as if someone flipped a switch in you - you stayed perfectly still in fear that he might hit you again. Sukuna latched his mouth onto your neck, nibbling and sucking the flesh between his teeth to leave a dark purple mark. He was making sure to leave traces of himself behind for you to remember. Your body couldn’t help but react when he nibbled on a sensitive spot that made you softly moan. This did not get past him. “Oh? Did that feel good?” You screwed your eyes shut at the thought of even reacting to his touch. His left hand snaked down to your chest and began to pinch and roll your sensitive bud between his fingers. The sickening sensation of pleasure being forcefully shot through your veins was making you nauseous. Honey began to pool between your legs, his touch was eliciting reactions that you never thought were possible under the current circumstances. 

Soon, his left hand began to wander south, along the way he raked his nails into your sides - scratching the delicate skin and making you cry out in pain and he loved it. The sound of a woman screaming in pain or pleasure always got his cock twitching. When his hand reached your slit, he slid one finger through your folds and relished at the warmth. It was hard to convince him that you weren’t enjoying this. The slick that coated his finger was damning evidence against you. Sukuna’s digit pressed past your entrance, the tight ring clenched, making your back arch and gasp. He was like poison spreading through your veins and making you dizzy - you were now panting as he added a second digit to your core. You bit your lip to try and hold back your moans, you refused to give into him but your body was betraying you. The coil in your belly was slowly beginning to tighten. There was still alcohol and carnality left in your veins that you couldn’t help but rut your hips. “....give yourself to me.” His voice was low and sultry, he wanted you to give in to him or else he’d make you - though we’re all sure that he’d prefer the latter. He was pumping his fingers slowly in and out of your cunt, vexing you.

Something about you made Sukuna want to take his time. Usually, he has no patience for anyone or anything, especially for humans. But the way you were begging Yuji to fuck you and in regards to your failed relationship - he was feeling a little generous. Why not give you the best time you will ever have? That is if you don’t die while receiving his generous gift. Sukuna slowly released your wrists, allowing himself to freely roam the valley of your chest and latch his mouth to your nipple. You knew this was wrong, but it felt so good - it felt so fucking good… As you looked down, you noticed his eyes were closed but then something caught your eye. The second pair of eyes on his cheekbones were staring up at you and it made your body tense up. He was staring at you - watching your every move and reaction. “Are you afraid, pet?” His husky voice made you flinch. Choosing your next words carefully, you said “Y-Yes, my King…” Sukuna stopped and looked up at you. You immediately screwed your eyes shut, expecting to get slapped again for answering truthfully. Waiting and waiting for the blow to the face was making you anxious. Opening one eye, you looked at the smug expression on his face - he enjoyed instilling fear into you. But oh how he loved you calling him ‘my King’. “Good girl…say it again.” He demanded. He shifted his body higher and was now face to face with you. Sukuna had fire in his eyes, something that no human has ever ignited in him before - his fires were usually lit by death, blood and power. 

Your lip quivered as he leaned in close and his breath fanned your lips. Without even realizing it your head tilted upwards towards him, trying to close the distance to taste his lips. His right hand shifted to your hips and he dug his fingers into them, making you moan in pain. “I didn’t give you permission to kiss me, pet…” Sukuna’s tone was heavy, reminding you to obey his every word. “Hah…my King - i-it hurts…” You stutter as he loosened his grip. “Good girl…” You walled clenched instinctively at the slightest praise. “Oh? You want to be a good girl? My good girl?” There was no denying it, you wanted to please him and you wanted him to praise you. There was a wicked desire bubbling inside you. “Yes, yes my King.” The sultry moan that escaped your throat made a shiver run down his spine. For a woman to submit willingly to him, it was a rarity. 

He rewarded you by closing the distance between your lips and allowed you to kiss him. Your plush lips tasted so sweet, even sweeter when he tasted a bit of your blood from the small cut on your lip. He groaned when your tongue swiped his lower lip, asking for permission for it to invade his mouth. “...please, Master.” Your voice was almost a whisper, begging him to be let in. You had no idea what you just did to him, your breathy tone and warmth were making his cock throb. It was as if every word that dripped from your mouth was stroking his ego. Sukuna crashed his lips into yours, his kiss was hungry, sloppy and greedy. Teeth clashing, tongues fighting for dominance and heavy breathing were all that could be heard in this small cabin. Your arms tried to wrap themselves around his neck, but you stopped yourself mid way. Reminding yourself to ask for permission and obey. You opted to lay your hands on the mattress, fisting the sheets tightly as the struggle for power was making your tongue sore. Sukuna’s eyes caught every movement, he noticed how quick you were to correct yourself - he wanted you to fuck up. 

The next move you made was one you’d regret. He broke the kiss and immediately pulled away, in one swift motion he slapped you, harder this time. You bit his lip in the heat of the moment,  no one but Sukuna is allowed to inflict pain. Your lips were swollen and bruised, and your eyes were glossed over. Sukuna looked down on you, his gaze was menacing and you could feel yourself giving into his poison. You wanted more. “Careful…I’m not as forgiving as the brat is.” His tone was sinister. A small whimper could be heard from you as you rutted your hips into his fingers. Sukuna withdrew his fingers from your aching hole and popped them in his mouth - your essence was making him dizzy. The feral look in his eyes was making you clench around nothing, you felt empty without him. He sat up, allowing you to see how his cock throbbed and twitched, it was making you salivate. “On your knees, pet.” He said as he began to stroke himself in front of you - your heart was beating out of its chest at this point. 

You did as you were told, but the moment you were face to face with his member, he harshly gripped your chin and made you look up at him - it felt like your neck was about to snap. “Open that filthy mouth of yours…” You opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out - waiting for him to shove his cock down your throat. Instead, Sukuna leaned down and let a glob of spit drip down your tongue. Your juices were now beginning to drip down your thighs with how lewd his actions were. This man owned you tonight, there was no denying it. “Swallow…” He wasn’t asking, he was demanding you to swallow. You obeyed and opened your mouth back up so that he could see that your mouth was empty. “Such an obedient little thing aren’t you?” You nodded and gazed up at him - he could see the stars in your eyes and how fucking intoxiated you were off of him. Sukuna nudged the tip of his cock on your tongue, allowing you to taste the precum that dripped from him and he groaned at the warmth of your tongue. “Go on…” He instructed you and you wrapped your tongue around his length. It felt like Yuji, but there was something else that made Sukuna’s cock feel much bigger in your mouth. Taking in his length inch by inch was making him slightly impatient, but the moment you began to bob your head down his length - he was grunting and panting. Not even Yuji was able to get this type of movement when you had him on the couch earlier. The show ended too early for him when he felt himself slipping. 

The soft gags and moans that echoed in the room had Sukuna tangling his fingers in your hair. He could feel the vibrations from every moan and gag shoot down to his core, slowly winding his coil. Humans were always so fragile when being handled, crying and whimpering pathetically when he would punish them for disobeying him. They also never put this much enthusiasm into  giving him pleasure nor when they were on the receiving end. The tears that fell from your eyes weren’t from pain, they were from pleasure - you were enjoying this just as much as he was. Sukuna began to pull you in closer, making his tip hit the back of your throat and making you gag repeatedly. “You can do better than that, can’t you, pet?” The husky tone in his voice sent shivers down your spine and made your core throb. You found yourself gripping his hips and digging your nails into his skin when he picked up the pace. He could only throw his head back as he felt more of his length push down your throat. The lack of oxygen started to make things look hazy, your arms lost the strength to push him away and your eyes were about to roll back into your skull. However, Sukuna pulled your head back and withdrew from your mouth. It looked like you had jewels adorning the corners of your mouth with how the drool and precum shimmered in the moonlight.

You were gasping for air, trying to keep it together for him - you knew the best was yet to come. Sukuna swiped the corners of your mouth with his thumb. He had a cocky grin on his face, his eyes were focused on your puffy lips, they looked so beautiful, all bruised and pouty. “Lay down love…” The softness in his voice made your heart skip a beat, this was coming from the most devilish man in the world. 

As you did, he climbed on top of you caging your body underneath him and lined himself up with your entrance. “May I touch you, my King?” Your voice was almost a whisper, the quixotic look in your eyes was mesmerizing. A human who didn’t fear him, a human who gave in to him, a human who begged for more -  it was all new to him. He could only nod and closed his eyes when you caressed his face. It felt like electricity was being shot into your fingertips, his skin was warm and he had a jawline for days. “Ready?” His voice snapped you out of your daze. Pulling him in to press your lips against his, he took that as the greenlight to push past your walls. The tight sensation of your velvet walls made him moan into your kiss. His rules no longer applied, you were now freely touching his body, tracing the tattoos that adorned his chest, shoulders and back. He reeled his hips back to push farther into your core, ripping a loud moan from you and you broke the kiss. Your breath hitched as he stretched your walls more and more, he was thick and long, and he knew it. You began to rake your nails down his back - it felt like you were being split in half. “Fuck…” He moaned as he bottomed out. Your walls were slowly adjusting to him, the moment he felt you relax, he shifted his weight on to his knees - allowing him to reel his hips back and thrust into you hard. You screwed your eyes shut from the pain and pleasure, your coil tightened as he bruised your cervix over and over again. 

“Look at me, pet…” He demanded, he wanted to see the stars in your eyes as he fucked you mercilessly. You opened your eyes to meet his, the tears clouded your vision and you couldn’t help but writhe underneath him. “...ngh, I’m close…” The fire that was ragging in your belly was starting to get out of control. His words, his scent, his touch and his voice were intoxicating. You were being pushed to the edge more and more. Sukuna could feel your walls clench harder as your orgasm was drawing near. “You don’t have permission yet to come…” His words were like a dagger being plunged into your heart. You were so close - you could almost taste it. The whimper that left your lips made him chuckle, remember who you’re dealing with… In one swift motion, he pulled out and flipped you over onto your stomach. His hands lifted your hips up and then pushed your face into the pillow. “If you come without permission, I’ll rip your heart out…” You were too dazed to understand that his words were a promise, not a threat. 

Lining himself up with your core again, he buried himself deep within you in one single thrust, making you scream. You were fisting the sheets, trying to hold onto dear life as he kept hitting the sweet spot over and over again. “Oh god! I can’t…please!” Your incoherent babbling only made him fuck you harder into the mattress. A numbing sensation was starting to creep up your thighs, you kept biting the pillow and digging your nails into your palm to try and distract yourself from the ecstasy that was at your doorstep. Sukuna yanked your hair up and pulled your flush to his chest, wrapping his hand around your throat. “Come on love, you need to keep it together just a little longer…” The hand pulled your hair was now between your thighs, rubbing tight circles onto your clit - you felt your legs begin to shake. “Stop! Please, I’m about to-” Your words were replaced by loud moans, panting and gasping. The coil was so tightly wound that it snapped after a few circles, causing your juices to coat his length, thighs and fingers. The feral moans and fluttering of your walls made his coil snap just as hard. Sukuna filled you to the brim with his seed, he bit down on your shoulder as his hips stuttered, making sure you milked him dry. Both of you were left panting, sweating and delirious. 

He was now in your ear, nibbling on your earlobe and chuckling. “You disobeyed me, pet…” You were too lost in heaven to realize where his hand was trailing to. A sharp pain shot through your chest and a warm liquid was now dripping down your chest and belly. You looked down to see that Sukuna had punctured your chest with his bare hand. “I told you I’d rip your heart out…it’s too bad, I really did enjoy our little time together…” He said as he kissed your cheek and ripped your still beating heart out of your chest. Everything went dark.

End.

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[a-cyclepath]

⚠️ MDNI ⚠️

Ino thirst post, rambling, superman on the streets, Lex Luthor in the sheets

Ino is a nasty, nasty ass Ino au x Reader

( spitting, slapping, rough sex, biting mentioned )

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Ino acting all wholesome and sweet with you around everyone when your out and around. He's smiling, peppering your face and shoulders with sweet soft boy kisses

"mn.mn...pretty!" He says between kissing your cheek lovingly.

"guys aren't they just beautiful?" He brags about you to everyone whenever you can.

Nanami is pretty sure with all the pictures of you Ino is always showing off he has a photographic memory of what you look like in his head.

He just loves showing you off. Any new pictures he takes with you or selfies you post online he's eagerly showing everyone he can. He even keeps a little wallet foldup set of the two of you the time you went to Canada's Wonderland

Ino isn't like this at all in private. He's nasty, a freak even.

He's spits on his hand and slaps it against your ass because he likes the wet nasty sound it makes when it collides with your skin.

He spits on your hole, nasty buildup, big huge suck in before he lets it plop on. Then he's sucking and eating your hole for breakfast lunch and dinner.

His favourite part of you is your ass, he loves watching it bounce and recoil from his curse smashing ground destroying thrusts

He's tugging on your hair from behind, forcing your head to arch back.

He's. Is. A. Biter. Your thighs never felt better during sex, but they could probably look better afterwards.

He's impatient. His wholesome personality will do a complete turn the moment he's got you alone in his car after work.

If thin enough, he's ripping a hole in your bottoms and railing you from behind.

He can't help it. It's not his fault your hole is addictive?

He loves that jiggle. That smacking. He replays that sound in his head over and over.

He loves your mouth. Playing with your tongue and cheeks with his fingers.

Dude might just have a spit kink.

But don't think he's just in it for himself.

He knows exactly how to push your buttons. Which corners inside of you to not kiss, but rail his tip or fingers against.

He grins whenever your orgasm, loving the idea that you're feeling good too.

All the love in the world can't stop his nasty mouth.

"haah baby. Look at the hole in these tights." He spreads your ass to get a look at your needy parts.

"damn. You're so perfect here. Hope it's sweaty."

"dry hole. Can't have that. Gotta spit all over it don't I?"

"scream louder. If The car rocking isn't hint enough for someone passing by I want them to hear you."

"shit look at all this sweat on you baby let me get a taste."

"you really did know what you were doing wearing these on this nice ass today didn't you?"

"damn look at all the spit you're coughing out when you take my dick."

"I can't believe you love eating dick."

"haven't showered in a while. You still wanna suck me off?"

"this tongue is pretty. Open up. Lemme you some extra saliva to drink."

"I wanna take pictures of you painted white like this. You think Nanami-Senpai would wanna see those too?"

"wonder if you can take this dildo and my dick in the same hole baby."

Honorable mention, you should eat this guy's ass.

#jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #ino smut #jujutsu kaisen #mdni #jjk x reader #jjk #jjk x reader smut #jujutsu smut #smut headcanons #ino jjk #jjksmut #jjk fanfic #x reader smut #ino x reader

[angelsleepinggurl]

𝐒𝟏:𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝟏𝟐

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The air buzzed with an electric anticipation in the heart of an expansive photography studio, bathed in the soft glow of carefully positioned lights. The walls, painted in a neutral tone, provided a blank canvas for the upcoming visual symphony. Rows of equipment, from tripods to diffusers, stood at attention, each item meticulously placed to serve its purpose in capturing the perfect moment. A team of professionals moved with a harmonious choreography, their whispers of preparation barely audible over the gentle hum of the lighting rig. Today your boss, Nanami Kento, is having a photoshoot for the company's media coverage, and as his personal assistant, you have to be there for logistical support, post-production coordination and because there was no benefit for you to stay in the office any longer. 

The morning sun fills and occupies the large white room adding a perfect balance of natural and artificial lighting. The warm coffee in your hand as you lean back on your chair watching it all happen. Stylists float around the blond man, straightening, adjusting, and tempering every minute detail to eliminate all flaws that the camera could possibly pick up on, their nimble fingers adjusted collars and smoothed fabric, ensuring that every fold and crease contributed to the desired aesthetic, spraying an excessive amount over hair spray over his hair. The flock of women collectively step away from him before scattering and scurrying away and out of the frame of the backdrop.

Nanami Kento is gorgeous. You've known that since the second you laid eyes on him, however, there was something about him right now. Whether it was the sudden definition and sharpness in his jaw or the man's ridiculously attractive hollowed cheeks. It could've been his intimidating deep-set eyes that made his chocolate brown eyes that much more alluring. Whatever it was, it was magical. You've been put in a trance, your eyes clung to every inch of him, his hand in his pocket, his impeccably styled hair, the way his suit vest hugged his torso. It's all a little too much, details you've never really noticed. 

Keep it together Y/N. He's your boss for Christ's sake.

You tilt your head back taking all the last sips of coffee before resuming your work on your laptop. Deleting and selecting pictures that could then be moved forward with the post-production team. Listening to the clicks of the shutter marked the climax of the visuals, freezing the scene into a single, timeless frame. A copy of every photo is displayed on your laptop screen, his every movement in full detail on your computer screen. The sound of hushed giggles and whispers from behind you perk your interest. "His jaw is so chiselled." One of the stylists points out, all of their eyes trained on the stoic, blond man in the centre of attention, as they quietly gawk over him.

"I know right? I would come to work really early just to see his blessed face every morning."

"Do you think that's why his employee loyalty is so high?" 

"Probably." the stylist shrugs. This type of behaviour around groups of women certainly wasn't unbeknownst to you, it seems as though they don't even notice you near them when they say things like this. Minutes pass and soon enough the blond is dismissed for a small breather, you don't notice him approaching you, until he asks, "How's it going?" making you stop in surprise. Now that he's even closer, you can't help but wonder how a mere being could look so perfect; as if he were crafted by God's right hand. 

"Uh great, it's going great." you respond, devoiding eye contact with him and looking down at your laptop keyboard instead, the conscious acknowledgement of his attraction is suddenly making the air feel very dry and limited. 

You are a 23-year-old woman, pull yourself together.

"Really? I'll have to say  I'm quite camera shy, so things like these are never really my best work."

"That's impossible, you look great." The words fly out of your mouth before into your brain. A faint smile tugs the corners of his lips at your statement. " No seriously, there's nothing to worry about, no need to feel uncomfortable." you explain, feeling much more uneasy than he inherently felt.  "We need to wrap this up and report back to the office so that you can finalise the partnership with CoreTech." You state, eagerly trying to change the conversation from your inappropriate comment on your boss's appearance. Instead of reverting to his usual apathetic self, his smile lingers for a second more, before nodding and walking back to his seat on set. Immediately, you breathe out a sigh of relief, one that you didn't know you were holding in.

The photographer, clad in black, cradles a camera as though it's an extension of their being. He surveys the scene through the lens, a window into the visual narrative about to unfold. The photographer's voice, a gentle cadence of direction, guides Nanami through a ballet of poses and expressions.

As the session comes to an end, you thank all of the staff members who helped, discussing details for further steps all while you wait for him to get ready to head back to work. The two of you step out and you remain quiet on the ride back to work, your brain moving at a hundred miles an hour as all you can seem to do is relive the previous moment. The thought seems to be overwhelming you, causing you to flick your bottom lip between your teeth, rotate your ankle repeatedly, and twiddle your thumbs furiously as you look outside of the car window in a desperate yet futile attempt to calm yourself down.

It's fine Y/N, it wasn't even that bad, he probably doesn't even remember you said that to him.     

As you peer over, you notice him eyeing you and your nervous antics carefully, his piercing gaze seems to send a shiver down your spine, nearly making you apologise for being so nervous. All movements come to a halt, clearing your throat, you look outside your window with more intent, squinting to make it seem as though you were admiring the city's architecture and its design. That doesn't seem to take his chilling stare away from you, you want nothing more than to disappear into the earth's core. You know it. He's bound to reprimand you for your inappropriate behaviour. From your peripheral vision, you see him turn his head away from you and look outside the same window, his chin resting in his palm, he breathes deeply before saying,

"What would you like for lunch Y/N?"

#wattpad #ao3 #fanfiction #fanfic #anime #nanami kento #nanami kento x reader #jujutsu nanami #jujutsu kaisen nanami #personal assistant #jjk #jujutsu kaisen nanami kento #jjksmut #kentoxreader #kento x reader #x reader #nanami x reader

[honeeslust]

Toji who loves correcting your attitude.

Toji who doesn’t give a fuck how mad you are, you’re not walking away from him.

“Fuck you!” You’d turn your back to him.

“What the fuck did you just say to me?? “ He’d be yanking you back toward him, that slightly frighteningly dark look in his eye would have you weak in the knees. You’d welcome the crushing grip he had on your wrist because you’d finally done enough to get his attention.

Toji who looks you in the eye while he fingers you making sure you understand just how easily he can snatch your fuckin soul from your body.

Toji who would be a perfect asshole, rudely working your little cunt while he teased, “You wanna come don’t you?”

To which you’d beg him… “Please, I wanna come on that dick so fuckin bad Toji, please I’m sorry.”

Toji who would be growing in his pants as he taunted you …“yea, keep crying for this dick. Where’s all that mouth now pretty girl? look at ya, so fucking pathetic that you need my dick that bad that you start a fight for no fucking reason”

Toji who had done all he could to keep his cool but you really set him off. Always knowing exactly what buttons to push to see him break and now you were paying for it.

Toji who would be mind fucking you back into submission…“You wanted my attention that bad?” he’ll say, bringing his drenched fingers from your sopping wet hole and shoving them in your mouth like he was trying to make you eat those words you spat so furiously at him. “ well now you’ve got it you fucking brat.” He hisses, making you suck the taste of your own desperation off of his fingers hoping that if you’re good he’ll finally give you what you want.

Toji who would break you… “too fucking bad, I’m not done playing with this pussy yet darlin,” lowly he’ll growl, snatching his fingers away making you wail from the sudden emptiness as you core tensed uncontrollably. You’d be in agony, trembling as he held your legs to your chest so tight you couldn’t move.

Toji who wasn’t done edging you. Again he’d plunge his fingers inside you and work them so well that your squelching sounds would make him tremble just slightly as he explored how far he can take you.

From the blood room 🩸

#because I can’t stop daydreaming about Toji #the nonchalant ones fuck you stupid I just know it #smut oneshot #smut writer #jjk season 2 #jjk smut #spicy headcanons #toji x you #dilf toji #toji edges you #jjksmut #smutxanime honeeslust

[angiehasakitten]

-`♡´- NOT A ROMANTIC PARADISE  

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˚୨୧⋆｡˚ CHAPTER 5   ~  SAME SCHOOL?

{ WHAT TO KNOW }➤  This is HEAVILY inspired by the bl manhwa “No Love Zone” in which the main character ( fem!reader) is a newbie at the company. She has the worst luck in the romance department and always ends up heartbroken. That's when she sees Kamo Choso, who is her total type, but turns out to be her new boss and enemy… 

{ CHAPTER MAY CONTAIN }➤ Language

{ WORD COUNT }➤ 2.2k

{ OTHER THINGS TO KEEP IN MIND }➤ I'll only be writing in 2nd person pov, so there won't be anything like y/n. Also this is based on my personal preferences so i'm sorry if it disappoints. Whenever something like “this is hsown” it indicates the readers toughts. 

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The weekend flew by way faster than expected. You spent the entire time with your family, playing with your siblings as much as possible. The kids were so whiny about you leaving, holding onto your leg to trouble you from moving, so you had to just bribe them with, yet again, more ice cream to let you go. 

The next Monday, early morning, you sprinted to the office, hoping to be the first one to work. You pant as you reach your office room, dusting your skirt as you peek through the door, checking for anyone. Lucky for you, you found the room filled with empty desks, meaning no one was here at the moment. 

“This is my chance!”  You hurry over to your desk. You sink in your chair and let out a sigh. You had been desperately trying to avoid someone. That's why you came earlier. That certain someone was… 

The sound of the door opening is heard, as well as Shoko, who had come shortly after you, greeting someone. “Manager, you’re here early!” She gives him a small head bow. “Good morning.” She adds.

Kamo Choso was who you were, now hiding under your desk from. You cover your mouth, trying to make as little to no sound as possible, while you hear his footsteps from the other side of your desk. Zoning out as you try to refresh on  ‘very existent’ memories with him, as to why you need to hide from him. 

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THE DELUSIONS GOING THROUGH YOUR BRAIN…

Choso stands before you at the store, looking at you with eyes that are pretty much undressing you. “You’re so adorable, just my style…” He says with his undeniably sexy voice. Right after saying that he lifts you into his arms and aggressively starts making out with you, tongue shoved deep in your mouht. 

You moan into the kiss as you're able to feel the growing erection he has. His hands sliding up your shirt as he effortlessly unhooks your bra with one hand. The way his other hand goes under your skirt as well, gripping your bare a-

Okay.. maybe that didn’t exactly happen, but there is no denying he is obsessed with you, right?! Why else would he be acting the way he is?!

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Your heart swells and throbs from your most recent thoughts. When would he be confessing to you already? It’s becoming unbearable for you at this point. 

“I’m just going to be single for the rest of my life by the time he decides to say anything…” You thought as you slowly began to stand up. “I’ll be the one pawing at his cock, professing my love for him.” You were met with a loud bang and a painful sting in your head as you finished your thought. The sound of you hitting your head making silence enter the room, your colleagues turning to your direction to see what had happened. 

You were left on the floor, hissing in pain and holding your head, wishing the world could suck you into the ground and hide you from the embarassment.  Your name is heard as someone tries to check up on you. “You alright? Did you hit your head hard?” 

You curse at yourself mentally as you turn to look at the familiar voice beside you. “I’m fine thank y-” Before you was Choso, kneeling down to be eye level with your body that was sitting on the cold ground. His arm was on the edge of your desk, the position making you pretty much trapped with how close he was as well.. 

You can feel your face instantly burn up, you weren’t even able to finish your sentence. Holding your breath from the sudden closeness, you just stare at him. He just had to be doing this on purpose! Oh, and it only gets worse for you. 

“That was loud, let me take a look.” He says so casually while you can basically die from the embarrassment mixed with the butterflies flipping your insides all over the place. 

“I’m fine, sir! There isn’t even a scratch!” You try to move away ever so slightly but he is already tucking your hair behind an ear. 

“Shh..” He shuts you up. “Stay still for me.” He adds, and of course you do as he says.  His large hand is now on your shoulder, keeping you in place as he leans even closer to you, examining your head. You  were able to smell his cologne, taking in his scent like some weirdo, and oh god- This guy smells just as good as he looks. 

He finally leans back after what felt like eternity. “Your head looks fine, that’s very good.” He hums and looks at you for a few seconds. You give him an awkward thumbs up. 

“Is that so?” You chuckle to brighten the mood a bit. “Well I'm rock hard down here!!!” You annonce, trying to say your head was hard enough  to not get hurt, allowing the entire office to hear your statement sounding way out of context. 

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You’re back at your desk, sitting on your chair in pure humiliation.  Your palms covered your forehead as your fingers gripped onto your hair, dreading the flashback of what you just said replaying in your head. You weren’t even a male to say you ‘were hard’ but holy shit did that still sound so wrong. 

“I’m so cooked, I’m fucking doomed!” You cursed at yourself in your head. “That was so embarassing!!”  Your hair was all messed up with how hard you gripped it in dispare. 

Your hands finally slid down to your lap, releasing the top of your head as you mentally ball your eyes out. In your delusional head, you saw a flashback of when Choso was kneeled down in front of you, making sure you were okay, just instead of him saying what he actually said, you hear him say, “Man you're so sexy, darling. Don’t be going around hurting that pretty head of yours.”   

A bright flush of heat fills your cheeks as you thought about that scenario. It wasn’t even real, yet you wish it was deep down. “He has a sturdy chest..”  You thought, not learning from your past experiences which were supposed to teach you that a good body can’t mean anything good.  A man could have the body of a greek god, like for example Choso, yet be the biggest red flag known to mankind

“...but then again, he ran up to me instantly! It has got to be my irresistible charms.” You thought to yourself, grinning a bit at the conclusion you came to. “He literally wants me so bad, doesn’t he?” . You hum cheekily.

Meanwhile as you doze off to your thoughts, Satoru is maniacally wheezing in the bathroom, that he ran off to so he can laugh all he wanted, after what you said.  He has the most broken sense of humor ever. He was a literal man-child. 

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Time flew by quickly as you looked out the glass windows around you, noticing that it was already dark outside. You finished up the last bit of work you had left, all of your colleagues, including Choso, probably left since the office was empty. 

You finished up in the next few minutes and packed up to go home to the comfort of your bed while you caught up on the show you loved so very much. You walked out the building and were met with the chilly breeze, the wind hitting your exposed neck, sending shivers through your whole body. 

You sigh and start walking towards the direction of your place, just wanting to quickly get home. Only a few steps in, and you hear your name being called out, as well as a car driving by right beside you. The voice was far too familiar as you turned your head to see, the one and only, Kamo Choso. 

“Are you walking home?” He asked as he looked at you through the rolled down window.  Before you can even reply, he stopped his car and walked out from the driver's seat, moving to the other side and opening the passenger door. “Come. I’ll give you a ride.” He said with the slightest smile, but of course, his eyes were as empty as ever.

You blink a few times before shaking your head quickly, stepping back a bit. “N-no! It’s okay, I’ll ride the subway!” You decline, feeling way too uncomfortable to drive with him. To you, this offer felt like he was asking you to have sex with him or something. 

“Just get in. I’m doing it because I want to.” He insists.

“It’s not that far, I’m seriously fine!” You talk back.

His face dropped into complete seriousness as a small frown played on his lips. “If you don’t like being around me, then that's okay i guess, don’t get in.” 

The next thing you know, you’re in the passenger seat of your manager's car, driving in complete awkward silence. This guy really has a talent for messing with people, you only agreed since it was such an offer from a boss, could you really say no? 

The silence was broken as he called out you name, and fuck  you love hearing him say that. You don’t even look at him, as your face is bright red. “Yes?” You ask as you straighten yourself up a bit in your seat.

His head was faced towards the road, yet he glanced at you as he spoke. “Your face tells me there is something you want to ask me.” He points out, your palms were so sweaty from nervousness, you could just throw up right then and there. “Your easy-to-read face is really cute.” He adds which only made things ten times worse for you. 

It was probably unhealthy from how high your heart rate was. No way he just said that. You try to keep your emotions calm and neutral, but you are visibly failing to do so. You grip the hem of your  skirt and pull hard on it, your knuckles turning white from how hard you gripped. Were you going to be bold and act all cool? Yeah, because mama didn’t raise no pussy. 

“What about you..?” You began, biting the inside on your cheek. “Don’t you have something to tell me?” You blurt out, glancing at him. 

“There is. Something that I want to tell you...” He says, even cooing your name at the end. 

You look away from him, your hair covering his view of your beet-red face. “It’s… it’s so unfair, Choso…” You begin, “..when you know how I feel, yet you say something like that..” You continue, mentally preparing yourself for what you were about to tell him. You squeeze your eyes shut and just decide to get over it once and for all. 

“That’s right… I- I like you!” You blurt out. “Are you happy now?!” You add, not looking at him, blushing like crazy as if this was your first ever confession. Choso pulls up in front of your place, parking and then turning to you, grabbing a loose strand of your hair and playing with it a bit.

“It’s my turn to talk, isn’t it now?” He says as you glance up at him, seeing that annoyingly cute little grin on his face. “Do you seriously not remember me?” He asks, taking you aback with the sudden question. Was he going on about the time at the station again? Right now?

“We went to the same school.” He finally tells you, making you flinch and turn to him in complete confusion .  

Same school? Tats can’t be? If he really did go to the same school as you, why don’t you recognize him? Plus, why is he bringing this up now? Right after you confessed the fact that you like him…?

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{ A/N }➤HELP IM SO SORRY THAT IT TOOK SO LONG TO POST AGAIN!!! 

I was lazy, lazy, then had a trip, state testing, and then I was too lazy again. BUT HERE IS THE LONG AWAITED CHAP  ˃̵ᴗ˂̵

ANYWAYS IDK WHAT ELSE TO REALLY SAY HERE BUT I SWEAR IMA TRY TO POST MORE OFTEN! 

WHAT R YOUR THOUGHTS? KINDA SHORT CHAPTER BUT I DON'T REALLY KNOW I SORTA WANT THE LIL CLIFFHANGER HEHEHE (∩˃о˂∩)♡

ALSO ANY GUESSES ON WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT?!

ANYWAYS IMA GO EDIT THIS A BIT AND THEN POST. BYEEEE

LOVE YOU MY LITTLE KITTENS !!!! (∗˃̶ ᵕ ˂̶∗)

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last chap ~ next chap

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