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rinsvg · 3 months

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┊͙✧˖*°࿐ Yes, and? | Getou suguru

warnings: actor!getou, cheater!getou, reader knows Getou has a wife (doesn’t really care), singer!reader, female masturbation, fingering, clit stimulation, oral, slight nipple play, reader sucks getou off underwater, slight jokes abt getou being kinda voyeuristic,reader is apathetic towards the wife,reader is kinda an asshole, reader is written as a black woman anyone can read though!!!

Tag: @cindol

Yes, you knew he was married, and yes, you also knew before going into this you were breaking up a “healthy” home, but you also didn’t particularly care; you had needs just like any average girl. You couldn’t help it if the only way they can get satisfied is through a man—a married one at that.

You were walking through the hallway of getou vacation home, his getaway from hell, as he likes to call it. The one place where the two of you could meet in secret—well, you didn’t really care for it, hiding away from the tabloids, the paparazzi, and the reporters. You didn’t have a care in the world for it. Really, why do you have to hide it? Why should it be anyone’s business who’s dick you ride anyway?

But you also knew there was more to it than just hiding away from the paparazzi; he was trying to hide it from the one person whom he doesn’t want to know about his weekly escapades: his wife, his darling wife, the woman who spends her nights home alone while her husband fucks another woman. You always wondered what went through her head sometimes.

I mean, really, how doesn’t she know what he does during the weeks he spends away from home? Where the hell does she think he is? You didn’t know, nor did you practically care; you were still going to be fucking him regardless while she stayed home ignorant of it all. Sometimes you feel bad for the poor girl, her darling husband, as she likes to call him in her interviews, cheating on her with another woman while she’s home alone awaiting his arrival. Yeah, you almost felt bad, but also, it really wasn’t your business; she wasn’t your friend, so it's not like you owe her anything.

You pushed open the door to the master room you two were currently staying in as you saw Getou sitting on the bed, head in his head. He came in here hours ago after the two of you returned from the market in a hurry after you were spotted by a fan with a camera who walked up to you asking for a picture. As soon as getou spotted you leaning in to take the picture, Getou grabbed your hand in a hurry before rushing out of the market like his ass was on fire.

You were going to give the girl a picture and an autograph before leaving. Honestly, you didn’t understand. It's not like he didn’t know the two of you were famous before he got into this situation with you. Of course, you were bound to get spotted by fans eventually.

As soon as you asked him this, he got angry, yelling and bitching to you about his wife and his reputation as an actor—two things you truly didn’t give a damn about. It’s not like the both of you weren’t getting things out of this little “relationship” you got, so as far as you were concerned, you didn’t give a damn about his reputation or his wife.

“I don’t understand you,” you leaned against the wall. “Why are you so mad right now? Is it because of the fan? Oh, don’t tell me you're scared; she might’ve caught a picture of us as we were leaving. I didn't think it was possible, seeing as though how fast you were running outta there.” You chuckled as you tilted your head back. “Or are you scared it’s going to get out and make its way back around to your wife?”

“You truly don’t care, do you?" A sharp intake of breath was all you heard from him as he got up and strolled towards you, his face pulled of any indication of his anger. You didn't know if it was because he was an actor or if he just didn't care. "No, not really, if we’re speaking honestly here,” you shrugged as you pushed off the wall to meet him halfway.

“And what will the tabloids think about this—about us, mmh, sweet girl?" A hand brushed your hair back. "Well, for a couple of months, the blogs will talk, but after that, they’ll be on to the next thing, like always. It’s not like they’ll stop listening to my music; people say they would, but we both know they wouldn't." You tilted your head to the side, eyes low with interest. Was his voice always this hot to you?

"Well, I do. I’m a married man with a wife, and I'm a well-established actor. I’ll be ruined.” Getou spoke while rubbing his hands up and down your back slowly and sensually, like all things he does in life. "Hmm, and yet you continuously have sex with me; even with all those factors, quite a contradiction you have here." You honestly find it hard to care when he says those things.

You brushed past him before saying your next words: "Well, while you continue to sit here and throw yourself a pity party, I’ll be in the hot tub. Do join me when you’re over this little funk." And with that, you were gone to change and make your way downstairs to the hot tub, not really giving him a chance to say anything afterwards. I mean, why should you? You just gave him an offer; you knew he wouldn’t refuse being the man that he is.

You slowly stripped from your bikini cover, making a show of it. You knew he was watching you; he once laughed and called you conceited after you told him you knew of his voyeuristic tendencies. He never denied it, though.

You lowered yourself into the water until you was submerged up to your clavicle. letting out a long sigh of relief as the warm water relaxed your abused muscles.

You picked up the remote to the hot tub and pressed the button that had a picture of bubbles. You let out a low moan as you felt the bubbles hitting against your clit, you couldn't lie and say it didn't feel good. It was weird that the bubbles were positioned right under your clit almost as if they were designed that way.

You pressed the increase button, and the bubbles came out faster. You suddenly became horny as you moved your hand down to your clit and rubbed it softly while biting your lips. You knew he was watching, and it was only a matter of time before he grew restless. You moved your bikini panties to the side as your fingers rubbed your clit up and down, You slowly inched a finger in and out of yourself at a slow and steady pace.

"Mmm," you moaned lightly as you speeded up your pace a little.

You closed your eyes as your hands massaged your breast and pinched your nipples. The bubbles were still massaging your clit as you pumped your fingers in and out faster. mouth dropping as you felt yourself so close to exploding as your heart race increased as you felt his body sink slowly in front of you before you could do or say anything. You felt soft kisses being placed on your neck. You turned around and gave him a sly smile while massaging his neck with your hands.

You pressed your lips against his for a searing kiss that was even hotter than the water. Placing your hands on his shoulders, you applied pressure until he gave into your wishes and sat down.You straddled his lap and could feel his hard cock pressing up against your ass, you denied him immediate entrance, wanting to take your time with him.

You rubbed your hands up and down his well-defined pectoral muscles, spreading warm water all over his chest.You began to massage his shoulders, and getou moaned at the feeling of your hands and the warm water on his weary body.

Getou put his hand between them under the water in an effort to join your naked bodies, but you stopped him.“Not yet. While we're here I'll like to try something.”

You ran your hands down his chest and then over his abs, finally settling them on his thighs. You spread his legs apart and took a deep breath before diving under.

You'd never given head underwater before, but you were eager to give it a shot. Being in a "relationship" with Getou had allowed you to broaden your sexual knowledge, which you couldn't accomplish with other men.

You hummed as you wrapped your mouth over his firm cock, blowing a little but continuous stream of air out of your nose to keep as much water as possible out of your mouth.

The vibrations from your humming contributed to the experience, causing Getou to squirm in your presence.

You sank your claws into his chiseled ass to keep him still while bobbling your head up and down on his cock.

You continued your blowjob after a few seconds.

"Fuc-ck!" Getou moaned in delight. Getou could feel the unmistakable symptoms that he was going to come, but he didn't want to drown you, so he tapped on your arm to signal his impending release, figuring you would need to breathe. However, you did not stop. Instead, you increased your efforts and sucked on him even harder. "Darling, ah! I'm about to cum; you need to come up for air!"

You heard him but didn’t listen. You were determined to see your job through to completion.

“Sweet girl, you need to breathe!” he pleaded.

You were running out of air and knew that he was right, but you desperately wanted to make him cum in your mouth. You added a hand to stroke the base of his cock and fondle his balls, and that’s what did him in.

“Fucking hell!” he shouted your name like it was a prayer as he came into your mouth.

You released his cock from your mouth and finally came up for air. You spat out his load mixed with hot tub water, coughing a few times and taking deep breaths to get some much-needed oxygen in your system.

After catching your breath, you couldn't help but let out a laugh. “That was fun, wasn’t it?" Getou raised an eyebrow. “You almost drowned.” "Yeah, but it was still fun.”

“Stand up and turn around, and we can have some more fun, yeah." He didn’t have to tell you twice, you would be stupid to deny a good offer.

Getou was too busy sinking to his knees to hear the flashing of a camera going off. You did though, wondering if you should tell him or not before eventually coming to the conclusion to let it be. You knew his darling wife would hear about it in the tabloids first thing in the morning, but again, it’s not like you give a damn.

#➶ ͙˚ ༘✶ ( 𝒥𝓊𝓅𝒾𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓀𝓈 )#getou suguru x black reader #geto suguru x black reader #getou suguru #geto smut #jujustu kaisen x black reader #jujustu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen #this is heavily inspired by the song yes and by Ariana grande and also the scandal sure her 😭#yes it’s kinda messy I know

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jojikawa · 2 years

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𝙞 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙄: 𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡.

𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘶 𝘎𝘰𝘫𝘰 | 𝘍𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 | 𝘒𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘕𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘪

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✿ Summary: Unfortunately, you’ve been sentenced to marrying Satoru Gojo. That decision was made when the two of you were just children. The two of you had a similar power level so the arranged married was conducted. The married has been absolutely awful. The title of husband and wife didn’t deter him from being with other women in your presence. It made your heart ache. So you sought refuge in a friend…Kento Nanami. The one who became more than a friend. Satoru x reader ft. Kento

tw// cheating (from Satoru and the reader), angst, love triangle, NSFW THEMES.

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Life was so cruel to you. You didn’t get a say in who you were able to be married to and of course, it had to be the worst person you’ve met.

You were Satoru Gojo’s fiancé. The two of you displayed similar powers when it came to being jujutsu sorcerers, so against your will, you were chosen to bear at least one child with Satoru anytime after you both became adults. You hate the process deeply.

You didn’t ignore your fiancé’s attractiveness. You’ve had a huge crush on him and have admired him since the two of you became teenagers. It just seemed like he wanted nothing to do with you. He would pine after other girls instead. You never understood why he wouldn’t give you a chance, especially if the two of you were destined to be together by “Jujutsu Sorcerer Law.”

To get your mind off things, you would often confide in one of Satoru’s friends. You felt like Suguru would leak information about your feelings to Satoru so you had found someone else.

Kento Nanami.

“I don’t believe it was that long.” He replied. “But I took a different route and went to the small restaurant you liked.” He then revealed that he had a disposable bento box…two of them, actually!

“Oh, nana-chan!” You took the food from him and ran to the kitchen to see what was inside. You were always so eager for good food, especially when it was his cooking. Too bad this was take-out!

“You know,” he said. “You can just call me Kento.”

“Ken-Chan!”

What a horrific nickname. Couldn’t be as bad as “nanamin” tho.

As the two of you ate together, you mostly sat in silence. Kento knew there was some underlying sadness that you wouldn’t display but the cracks would show whenever you weren’t trying to brighten someone else’s day.

“(y/n). Have you thought of becoming a sorcerer for the academy? I think the children there could really use your guidance.” He suggested. Having you around at work would be pleasant, after all.

You tensed up a little. Suddenly, you weren’t hungry anymore and had no sense of taste. “U-Um. That’s sweet and all.” You began to say. “I would love to help and teach but I just…” You trailed off and made brief eye contact with him. “…don’t really feel like seeing Satoru right now. We haven’t talked in weeks and I would like to keep it that way.” You added.

Although you lived with Kento, Satoru would try reaching out to you but you would usually refuse to speak. Your heart was too broken. Honestly, the relationship was probably irreparable. It was literal years of pain you’ve dealt with.

Kento opened his mouth to say something but then he closed it. He had to respect your boundaries. “I understand.” He mumbled. He then perked up at the sound of you closing your food container.

“Thank you for getting this for me.” You smiled warmly as you stood up. “Done already?” Kento questioned, wondering if he had said something wrong. It was probably a bad idea to ask you to work at a place where your cheating husband would also be at.

“Yes! It was very good.” It had become so obvious your smile was fake but he could still appreciate how pretty you were, no matter what kind of smile it was.

You then quickly removed yourself from the dining area, leaving your bento behind with food that was barely touched. Kento took it upon himself to put your things in the fridge just in case you would come back for it later. He figured you would be off to bed so he decided to get some rest as well.

The following day, Kento got up bright and early to prepare for a surprise he had thought of while in bed the night before. He didn’t like seeing you down and would attempt to cheer you up. You were always affected by Satoru’s actions whether the two of you spoke or not because of the inevitable.

Kento put his cooking skills to use and made pancakes. They were simple but he would always try to spice them up with cinnamon, powdered sugar, or fruits. He would cut them up and leave them out for you to decorate your pancake platter as you choose. While looking around in the fridge, he saw that your leftovers were gone. So you did come back for the rest.

He let you sleep in and waited patiently for you to show yourself for the first time of the day. He thought that your morning grogginess was adorable!

He was in the middle of drinking from his mug when you came into the kitchen. Still dressed in your pajamas with unkempt hair and an unwashed face.

“You made pankēki~” Your voice was extremely soft.

You made your plate and put your toppings on. You sat next to Kento who seemed to have already eaten or not wanted any pancakes.

“You’re not having any?” You asked before stuffing your face with such good quality food. “No. I had my share.” He replied before resuming his drinking from the cup he held.

You giggled and continued to eat.

“This is so good, Ken-Chan! Where did you learn to cook like this?” Was along the lines of what you’d say after a good meal. Before you, he had only cooked for himself and now he was seeking praise from a woman who, despite living with him, was taken by someone else.

Suddenly, Kento asked:

“Do you want to go out?”

“Hm?” You instinctively replied. “Go where?”

Kento was nice enough to take you to the local mall. He was kinda out of the loop of what women were into since he hadn’t even thought of something like this, so it would be better to just take you instead of trying to give you something.

“Wait, you’re really letting me use your credit card?” Your voice was full of disbelief as you examined the black metallic card that had gold trimming. “But you’re always talking about how working sucks! I would hate to use up all your money.”

“We don’t have to worry about that right now.” He reassured. “I don’t believe there’s anything in this complex that could possibly max out my monthly expenses.”

You smiled hard. “Okay! We should make it fun then. I want to see what you’d get me to see how well you know me and I’ll do the same for you!” You clasped your hands together and did cute gestures when you talked.

Kento found it tragically interesting that you and Satoru couldn’t get along. You were just like him…minus the headaches. They do say opposites attract and those who are alike repelled each other.

“With my own money?” You heard him say. You furrowed your eyebrows at him. His tone was always so blunt and his expression was unchanging.

“Sorry. You can go choose a store now.” He told you.

“Ugh!”

You treated yourself first by picking out a few cute outfits. You wanted to find something super cute that you could wear while your slayer curses. You tried to get Kento to say something like “You look nice” or even “You look pretty.” But he always kept direct compliments about your appearance to himself.

After you had finished shopping for yourself, Kento decided to play the game that you talked about. You went first, figuring that Kento would appreciate something nice like a watch, a mug, or even a new tie! You couldn’t tell.

“I’ll be back!” You told him.

Kento patiently waited for you to get the gift. He had to admit that he was a bit anxious about your return. He tried to occupy himself by looking around or trying to guess the item.

You came out a little while later with a cute plastic bag and a box inside. “Here you are! Don’t open it until you get home.” You informed him.

Now, it was Kento’s turn. He thought of you being more on the soft side, so maybe you would appreciate something like a large plush toy. Would that be too childish? Perhaps, an expensive purse would be a nicer gift…but how often would you be able to use and appreciate it if you were exercising curses? You were such a unique individual.

Kento had only been gone a few minutes when felt a presence behind you, followed by a big warm hand patting you on the head.

“Hey there, pretty girl.”

Oh. It was-

“S-Satoru…?” You turned around to see your infamous fiancé in some casual wear and his signature round sunglasses instead of his usual blindfold.

“What are you doing here?” Your confident and bubbly demeanor seemed to have vanished and now you felt so small under his eyes. “I decided to reward the first years with a trip to the mall.”

Behind him, you could see three teenagers hanging out. One of them was a girl. She had brown hair and wore the traditional uniform and was standing next to two boys. One with black hair that you knew to be Megumi and the other had pink hair.

Satoru then turned to them before saying “You guys won’t believe who I just ran into! Check it out!” Satoru put his arm around you and leaned down to your level for a hug.

“You’re married to her?!” The brown-haired girl seemed to be distraught at the idea that her super annoying teacher had someone who enjoyed his company.

The pink-haired boy lit up. “Wow! Gojo is always talking so much about you. Is it true that you’re just as strong as him?!”

“u-uh…” You were at a loss for words. Satoru talked about you a lot? They even knew you were engaged to him. You put on a fake smile and made it match your eyes. “We use different techniques but yes, it does seem like we’re meant for each other.” You joked with a false giggle. Gosh, you hated him sometimes.

Satoru hadn’t been out with you very often so he never had any opportunities to see you in casual wear. You looked so cute wearing a crop top long-sleeved shirt and skirt. Your top had a heart cut out over your chest that allowed him to look straight down at your cleavage due to his height. Your skirt was also relatively short but you had on black fishnets with white frilly socks with your heels that took the attention away from your bottom and directed more to your toned legs.

‘She looks like a model!’ Nobara thought to herself.

“So why are you here, Ms. (y/n)? Gojo told me that you’d be coming to the Sorcerer academy as a teacher very soon.” Megumi asked. You knew the kid through Satoru but hadn’t spoken to him recently since you’ve chosen to live apart. He’s growing up.

“I’m just here doing a bit of shopping.” You answered as honestly as you could.

Satoru then turned to the children. “How about you guys go on for now and we meet back here in an hour?” He suggested.

The three of them perked up. Shopping with Sensei Gojo’s card??

“It was nice seeing you, Ms. (y/n),” Megumi said his farewell. “Nice to meet you, (y/n)!” Yuji seemed to be enticed by your appearance, not able to hide his rosy cheeks since he first saw you. “Goodbye Mrs.(y/n). I hope to see you again!” Nobara said sweetly before they all disappeared.

“Are those your students?” You asked him.

“They sure are. I’m shaping the new generation.” He smirked down at you. You weren’t able to get over how vibrant his eyes were in contrast to his white eyelashes.

“I see. I hope you’re a good mentor.” You replied. Your heart went out to these kids. “But why did you tell them I’m working as a teacher if you don’t mind me asking?”

“Well, Megumi asked about you and I couldn’t let him down,” Satoru answered. He seemed like he was trying to get at something. He made himself to be a good guy to everyone else and now he was talking to you.

“So, why lie? I don’t want to feel like-”

“Hey, it’s alright. Take your time…”

The two of you stood in silence for only a moment before he added:

“And why aren’t you returning my calls? I see you leave my texts on ‘read’ too.”

You knew Satoru better than anyone else despite your situation. You understood that his biggest insecurity that had been associated with you was the fear of rejection.

Deep down, he appreciated you more than anyone else. Even when he would break your heart…

He cupped your face in one hand, letting his fingers trail down your jawline to your chin that he grabbed, and made you look up at him.

“I’m still upset at you. Just let me be mad, okay?” You swatted his hand away. You looked so cute when you were annoyed, he just hoped that you still liked him the same way.

It took a long time but he realized that he was finally ready to commit to the marriage and was willing to do whatever it took to begin repairing the relationship.

“Okay.” He replied, removing his hand and giving you a bit of space. He eyed the small bag you had been holding onto for Kento. “On a date with ‘Nanamin’, huh?” He leaned down to your height and spoke in a way he knew would tease you.

“Eh!?” You jumped. “We aren’t on a date-”

“Oh, it’s you.” The voice was vastly different and monotone. You looked to see that it was Nanami, coming back with a few different-sized bags in his hand.

“Kento! What took you so long?” You pouted and whined as you met him halfway. “What are all these?” You questioned, trying to guess what was inside before seeing. “It was a hard decision so I just got them all,” Kento answered.

“Nanamin!” Satoru cheered, a bit annoyed at how firm of a grasp he had on your attention but he wasn’t going to be bitter about it.

“Aw, but I only got you one…” You frowned, tears pricking the corners of your eyes. “I’ll be back. I’m gonna look for more stuff. Give me your card!”

“(y/n), I’m sure whatever you picked out on your own is fine as it is. There’s no need to compensate.” Kento said. On the inside, he was happy that you would go to such great lengths to do something for him, even if it were with his own money. He was grateful for your company.

“Give!” You repeated, causing the overworked ex-salaryman to bring out his wallet and give you his credit card. You then ran off, leaving the two men behind to wait for you.

Now that they were alone, Satoru could kinda say what he had on his mind to Kento. “So, Nanamin-”

“No.”

“You don’t even know what I’m going to say.”

“I do. I’m not kicking her out just so that she can continue to be uncomfortable with you.”

Maybe it was Satoru’s personality or his current attitude, but Kento just couldn’t understand why he made the choices he did. It’s why he held no respect for him.

“She’s been out of the house for four years already. How much longer am I gonna have to go to bed by myself?” Satoru tried his best to keep up his usual outer persona but sometimes, it got hard when it was clear no one was on his side. This wasn’t a situation he could charm his way out of.

“I don’t know.” Nanami then adjusted his tie. “But you made that decision a long time ago. You’ll need to wait until she’s ready.”

Nah. Satoru didn’t wanna wait.

It was obvious that he wasn’t a good guy to you. He was emotionally immature and has never been punished for his actions. Commitment to a relationship terrified him and he craved the feeling others brought him. Not to mention, it pissed off the higher-ups. It was time for him to stop rebelling the way he was.

When you got back, Kento was alone. Satoru left.

“Where did Satoru go?” You asked, arriving with various bags full of gifts. You looked around again to see if you could see his iconic hair anywhere in the crowds.

“It seemed like he made you uncomfortable so I asked him to leave,” Kento answered. You perked up at his statement. “O-oh, Kento, you didn’t have to do that. Thank you. We should go home. My ankles are aching from all this walking!”

The two of you hadn’t been at the mall very long so he assumed you were being dishonest. He didn’t stress, though.

When you both arrived at Kento’s place, you showed him what you had gotten him. It was an all-new set of baking utensils. He wasn’t a man who had time to sink into his hobbies now that he was a sorcerer so his usual things were dated, damaged from being in the oven or over a hot flame.

“How do you like it?” You asked eagerly. You tried hard to examine Kento’s face but it seemed like he was hard to get a reaction out of.

“I think this is very thoughtful of you. I appreciate this, (y/n).” The man uttered. You could even make out a small smile gracing his lips…(if you squint hard enough.)

So, you smiled too. “I would love to help you bake something sweet with them.” You chirped. “Thank you so much for doing this.”

You then grabbed and opened one of the gifts that Kento got you. Your eyes widened upon the sight. It was an expensive pair of sunglasses. They were narrow and the ends were pointed, kinda like cat eyeglasses. It would highlight how alluring you could be at times.

His other gifts consisted of small jewelry. You figured that he didn't know too much about what to get a girl so he played it safe. It was still super sweet, nonetheless.

You felt so in-debt to him.

The tension was rising. You felt like there would be no other way to thank him than with a kiss…it felt so wrong but in times like this you thought of how little Satoru cared about you.

“Kento…” The man listened to his name leave your pretty swollen lips. He watched as your cheeks became visibly red, avoiding eye contact cutely.

You slowly scooted over to him and without warning, you planted a chaste kiss on his lips, causing you to be a blushing mess.

You couldn’t tell but he was blushing too…so much. You kissed him. He wanted the best for you but at the same time, he wanted you all to himself.

Before you could pull yourself away, he grabbed your wrists and guided you back to him, and lips crashed together again. This time it was more hungry, like how Kento had been starving.

He had been waiting forever as it would never happen. His crush on you had been lingering for close to 10 years and it had become so strong the day you walked out on Satoru after he ditched you again for some woman who couldn’t even compare to you.

What happened next was something you would have never seen Kento Nanami doing! He picked you up, taking you to his room and tossing you onto the bed.

“K-Kento?” You squeaked, feeling yourself bounce lightly onto the bed.

You weren’t dumb. You knew what was about to happen.

You felt the bed dip at his weight as he crawled on top of you.

“Do I have your permission to do this?”

His eyes were clouded and pleading for you to say yes.

Just say yes.

Just say yes!

“…Yes.”

Your core began to heat up as Kento planted wet kisses on your neck. You gasped and whimpered at the contact. The pleasant sensations your moans gave him went straight to his cock.

As you could guess from his personality and caring nature, Kento is a gentle lover.

He was on top of you but he didn’t trap you with his weight. He kisses you so graciously on your neck but didn’t bite and suck so that he left ugly bruise-colored marks.

He always asked for permission as well.

“May I kiss you?”

“Can I grab you here?”

“Are you ready? Can I do this?”

Before inserting himself into you, know that you wanted it through your wetness that had been forming in the area of your pussy but most of all through your replies to him.

“Yes…Yes…Yes!”

You squeezed your eyes shut, taking in his length and size very easily. Kento thrust in and out, slowly and fucked you gently. There was so much passion.

By the end, he picked up the pace, thrusting harder with the sound of skin slapping very evident. You couldn’t handle it anymore.

“Kento—I’m gonna cum!” Your words, were so perverted but your voice, was so quiet and soft.

“We can do it together.” He whispered into your ear, pounding into you harshly. “Cum for me, baby girl.”

And that alone was enough to make you cream all over him. You don’t know why but just the way he spoke to you. It was so commanding. It made you feel like you belonged.

You squeezed your eyes shut as he filled you up, groaning deeply and loudly into the crook of your neck.

“Kento…” You called again shyly. Your face was red with pleasure but also embarrassment from enjoying the company of another man this way.

He pulled out and immediately began to do aftercare. He helped you freshen up in the bathroom and did small things like fetching your water and providing comfort.

These feelings he had for you and this act gave him so much anxiety but he knew that you would probably be suffering the most from this.

He just hoped that you could finally see your true value. There are people, like him, that love you and would never hurt you.

But it somehow felt like he was the only one who knew the gravity of the situation. He worried for you now. He was so self-centered at times.

There has been some silence between you two for a bit. You thanked him for the aftercare and began to get ready for bed when you approached him before he could leave.

“Ken-Chan…how long were you, um, waiting to do that…?” You asked innocently. The way you played with your hair and avoided eye contact made him feel so alpha.

“I will be completely honest with you.” He muttered. “For a very long time.”

Your eyes widened and if you hadn’t been hiding your face then he would see you blushing. You always knew Kento to be reserved, almost emotionless. You would never have thought that he would say these words or do such unspeakable acts with you.

“Even though Satoru and I…?”

“Yes, I know it’s wrong of me to think of you in such a manner, but I couldn’t help myself. I am sorry.”

“Y-You don’t have to be sorry. I consented. I-I’m gonna get some sleep. Thank you for everything.” You were about to run off but then you figured you should compensate him for his troubles.

You hugged him before running to your room.

Upon entering your room, you shut the door slowly and quietly before turning to slump your back against it.

“Fuck.” You cursed under your breath. “Maybe I need some sleep.” You walked over to your bed that hadn’t been made since you went out immediately.

You ended up leaving your phone home for mental health purposes and hadn’t used it for most of the day.

You were barraged with a dozen notifications, ranging from social media to your health apps and…texts from Satoru.

You went straight to your messages, seeing that he sent multiple in a row.

『 Hey, it’s Megumi. I asked for your number after we saw you at the mall. Gojo said you would be coming to Jujustu High tomorrow. I would love to learn from you. 』-2:48pm

Wait for what??

And then there was another message. Both are from Satoru.

『 I need to talk, it’s important. I know you hate me but you’re the only person I can talk to. 』-9:32pm

You thought for a moment. Satoru told Megumi you would be a teacher at his school and now he needed to speak to you about something.

You texted back:

『 I don’t want to talk. And I’m not coming to the school because you are there every day. You lied to Megumi about it too. Dickhead. 』-9:40pm

『 Are you able to talk right now? 』-9:40pm

Before you could fully read the text, Satoru appeared before you in your room using his powers. This startled you and you almost screamed at the sight of him. He was wearing his blindfold but also a face mask so he just looked like a burglar.

“What the fuck?! What are you doing here? I told you not to-!”

“Shh…” Satoru lifted his blindfold to reveal his blue eyes. “It’s just me!” He yelled hoarsely.

“I-I know it’s you, dumbass.” You whispered. “I never asked you to come here.” You got up from your bed and pushed him, but he didn’t budge. Displaying his strength in his usual manner.

“I need to talk with you. I know that this is the only way I can get you to listen to me.” Satoru leaned down to your height, placing either of his hands on the sides of your arms.

“What? What is it that could be so important that you need to bother me like this? Sudden you care about-“

“I need you, (y/n). You’re the only one I can trust.”

There were cracks of desperation in his expression. It was almost out of character for him. Whatever he was doing, it was working and you wanted to know more.

“You need me…? For what?” You asked timidly. You had a feeling. There was only one thing Satoru was determined to do as a person.

He wanted to reform Jujustu Sorcerer society. It was the only thing he’d talk about to you. You knew it. That had to be it.

“I want to make things right with you.”

Wait, huh?

“What? I’ve known you since I was 12 years old and now you want to try being nice to me?” You stepped away from him but he took a step forward.

“I know it sounds crazy but I just need you to trust me. I’ll even prove it. Let me take you on a date!” His energy was bright but it just seemed like a last-ditch effort, like he knew that you’d say no to him.

“But why?” You asked. “This is all so sudden. You’ve had time to talk to me. I understand making mistakes, but you wanted nothing to do with me, and…it just hurt!” You cried. You felt a weight on your chest and suddenly your eyes became heavy.

He could tell you were sad. He made you so sad. After all, he had no idea that you held feelings for him because for some reason he felt like you were a girl he couldn’t get.

“Hey, it’s okay,” Satoru cooed, smiling his dumb smile and patting your head. “I promise that I’ll make everything right. Just give me one more chance. I’ll even take you out. Be ready in the morning.”

But why…why now?

You felt tears and anxiety building up. After all this time, why was he trying to be a better husband…when you’ve already lost feelings…?

“Okay…” You squeezed your eyes shut and turned away from him. “But why does it require me to be a teacher? Why did you set me up for that?” You questioned, your voice a bit firmer from before, reinforcing how much you didn’t like that he used your name like that.

“Mmm.” Satoru pretended to think for a moment but a man like him doesn’t forget such small details.

“For Megumi.”

You turned to Satoru. “M-Megumi? He asked about me?”

Your voice and expression made the sorcerer laugh. “Ahh, yeah. Since the day you walked out that door, all that kid did was ask about you. You’re like his mom that went out for milk and never came back.”

You glanced over at your phone, remembering the texts that Megumi had sent a few hours earlier. “I…didn’t know he missed me like that. You were his guardian so…”

“Why didn’t you give him my number?”

“No reason.”

You narrowed your eyes at him. “You just like chaos, huh?” You muttered. “Okay. I’ll stop by the school or see Megumi but I don’t know if I’ll be staying.”

“That’s the spirit!”

“Shut up. You’re so annoying.” You rolled your eyes at him. “Now leave.”

“Or…” The tall man strode past you, towards your bed. “…I could stay the night.”

“This is Nanami’s home…” You blushed deeply but his smirk only got smirkier. “It’s not right.” You added.

“How? I’m your husband. We are esteemed guests!” Satoru opened his arms, signaling for you to come to him.

“Satoru…”

You complied, crawling into bed with him. You stayed at a distance but he closed the gap himself, hugging you close to him.

You took in his warmth. It felt nice to not sleep alone for the night. Just having his presence there was enough to stir up anxiety. What was supposed to happen between you and Kento? Should you tell Satoru about your experiences with Kento? Should you say to him that you like Kento now?

You…didn’t know.

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angelicbunniiii · 2 months

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FIND ME.

find me...⌕

↳ [୨ৎ] #- ..In which Yuuji finds comfort in you during his seasonal depression...

Yuuji - december 19th, 3:00 am

Yuuji pulled in his legs, placing his head on his knees in a miserable manner. He stared out the window, watching each snowflake fall slowly to the ground. In a way those snowflakes reminded him of himself, slowly falling. Getting closer and closer to the ground till he finally hit the ground and stuck to it.

Winter as a whole reminded him of himself, from the slow falling snowflakes to the unforgiving weather that kept people inside. And just like the seasons, his mental seemed to change as well. His every thought and emotion seemed to almost match the cold air that surrounded him. The winter winds that swirled and hissed outside his window, shared similarities with the sadness that swirled in the pit of his stomach. His thoughts played around in his mind like a manic pianist who couldn’t stop his fingers from moving. The rough limbs of darkness grabbed at him, squeezing any once of joy that he so easily felt seasons before, right out of him. Some called what he was feeling ‘seasonal depression’, but such a term lacked the context to describe the overwhelming sense of dread he felt. Such a term could not describe how he felt that there were heavy chains weighing him down, bounding him to the dark walls of his mind. This state of sadness was indescribable, but if he had to describe it he’d say it was like having a harsh blizzard in a place where it was usually sunny.

He supposes that’s why he’s always hated winter. He’d dread it a month before and complain about it a month after. It was an endless cycle that could not be broken no matter how hard he tired, and he tired. He tried to distract himself with pointless hobbies, or spend most winter days with friends, but nothing helped. He’d eventually end up back at square one, rotting in the dark hovel he called his room. It was like no matter how hard he tired, he couldn’t possibly escape from the bottomless pit of sorrow. It felt hopeless to even try, like reaching for the sky but knowing you couldn’t reach it. He knew that this was how it would always be. He thought this was how it would always be……… till he met you.

Like a guardian angel, you had come to him on a mid December day. Reached out your hand, pulled him out of his pit, and dusted him off. The moment his restless eyes fell upon you, he knew you were unlike any other being. Glowing, as if the sun himself had blessed you with his light. Beauty that was similar to that of a deity but unique in a way that would be unmatched. Warm brown skin, dark flowing hair, soft eyes that easily comforted the toughest of soldiers….all these things that made you perfect, yet you were standing there. Standing there and gracing him with your angelic aura and god-like presence. ‘There's no way she’s helping me. She can’t be real.’ he thought as he watched your plump lips move but heard not a damn thing that came out of them. How could he have possibly deserved your help? When he had done nothing but rot like a decaying corpse, doing nothing to combat his depression. What made you approach him that day? It was a question that was still left unanswered, but the answer could matter less to him. You had easily shifted his world that day, turning it upside down and sideways. And just like the sun, you had brighten things up. Brought him warm comfort and released him from winter’s cold grasp. From that day forward his simple song had turned into a symphony. From that day forward he’d call on you when no one else could save him.

And that is the reason he sat here today, watching out the window. Waiting for his angel to grace him with her effortless beauty. He hoped you came quick, he felt he’d spent too much time in his mind. Though he seemed to not notice that you were watching him from outside the window, a small but sweet smile dancing across your soft features. By the time he had noticed you, a smile of his own started to form and he felt as if his heart had grown ten times bigger. How was it possible for one to become so happy by a small interaction?

You had soon joined him inside, captured in his tight but cozy embrace. The first thing he did was babble on about how he’d missed you and how he hoped it hadn’t been too difficult for you to get him. To those you had offered a smile, a thankful one. It wasn’t long before he began to pour his sorrows out to you, followed by tears he had recently learned were okay to let out. You listened. You always did. But you never let him wallow for too long, quick to embrace him and whisper comforting affirmations. And before you knew it, he was smiling again. Laying his head on your chest, listening to your slow breathes and steady heartbeat that sounded like a lullaby to him.

Soon he would be whispering sweet nothings in a slow, sleepy manner. Closing his eyes and saying “I love you. I don’t know what I will do if I ever lose you.” You smile, running your soft fingers through his hair and kissing his forehead before speaking. “Don’t worry, Yuuji. You will find me in this life and the ones that come after….”

“Find me, Yuuji.”

hope you liked it priness୨ৎ .ᐟ.ᐟ

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suguruplsr · 1 month

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i feel like a small kink-that-isn’t-such-a-kink-but-i’m-calling-it-a-kink that kento has is watching you squirm from overstimulation.

specifically your hands during sex.

“move ‘em.” kento grits out, voice shaky as he fucks you from behind. you whine at his command, ignoring it and holding onto the blanket underneath you just a bit tighter. he watches how your fingers crunch the fluffy fabric, body trembling once he gives you a thrust that rubs your g-spot. you mewl, head falling onto the bed with a force on the back of it. his larger hand slides from your head down to your chin, turning it sideways against the bed. “what did i say sweetheart?” he mumbles, halting his movement. his soaked cock stays full into you, wet and sticky cum mushed around where you two meet. you whimper, trying to push back. his tip nudges where you need him, but your wanton moan is greeted with a spank of your ass.

“you’re not listening, hm?” kento quips, rubbing your hot ass cheek and leaning down. your back further arches, “s-sorry, just..” you try to explain yourself, but the teetering moans leaving you as his dick rocks into you do you no justice. “my baby’s so needy..” kento smiles, kissing the side of your cheek, his peppered kisses going down below your jaw, a slick of wetness in its wake. “c’mon sweetie, let go f’me.” he coos in your ear, fresh regal cologne filling your senses. you purse your lips, following his words obediently and letting your hands relax. you didn’t even realize how hard you had clutched onto the bed, hands aching a bit and fingers red.

swiftly, your face is turned straight into the blanket, hands pulled behind you and wrists locked by just one of your lover’s hands. without words, kento begins pounding your cunt how your need it, loud squelches and sounds of the mess that you two have made. your whines and moans fill kento’s head, his eyes stuck on how your ass jiggles with each thrust into you. the skin slowly brightening with juices that leave your soaping pussy. however, his view trails up, feeling your wiggling fingers scratch at his hand. god, you’re so cute. even if he can’t see your lewd expressions, he just knows you’re losing every bit of sobriety you had left, letting yourself go dumb on his cock. your fingers stretch before digging into his skin, but with the thick head of his cock angling just too good, they widen again, matching the sound of your higher moans. “please! please! please— make me cum!” your words rip through you, sobbing and shaking. kento groans, he can get used to studying you like this..

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lovaesworld · 21 days

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you were nanami’s favorite cam girl. he loved the view of your eyes rolling back when stuffing your cunt with a dildo that made you squirt all over your camera. that pretty two toned that. he was fucking addicted to you. jerking off constantly to your streams, your voice made his dick hard when you praised him for sending you unnecessary amounts of money which made you notice your favorite watcher.

nanami thought he was in heaven when you asked him if he would like a private show just for him. you gripped your breast rolling your buds between your finger. nanami can just imagine his cock wedged between your large tits making him bite down on his lip as he stroked his sensitive cock, rubbing the pad of his thumb over his pink tip.

“f-fuck, keep going!” he’s whimpering like a little slut. his strokes becoming sloppy making his face start to heat up cursing under his breath. when you spread your legs open revealing that wet clit he loved so, so much stroking himself faster. “i’m all yours, pretty boy.” your sweet voice praising him is the last thing he expected to hear from you. cum ropes shooting out of him covering his computer screen.

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rissouu · 3 months

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random texts w sukuna!

©rissouu 2024

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chrollohearttags · 7 months

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store manager!sukuna has such a bad habit of flirting with the female customers. It’s something he’s done since getting hired. With that suave charm and cool demeanor, none of them had a complaint either. Always coming to work, looking good and smelling even better. Pearly white teeth and gold capped fangs appearing each time he flashed a grin in the direction of the ladies..and hey, it made sales. Lots of sales so no one could say anything. Not even (y/n), who was forced to strut around the store all day, clipboard in hand as Ryo told this customer how beautiful she was or called that one ‘miss’ or ‘mama.’ It frustrated you to no end..not just because they ate it up but also because you never thought you’d find yourself getting jealous over a man! However, he knows exactly how to quell your little attitude. Showing up to your apartment with your favorite wine, flowers and dinner from that place you can’t stop raving about. “C’mon, mama…it’s just us now. You ain’t gotta look at me like that.” Very much aware that you were still upset; sitting with your arms folded on the opposite end of couch as he tilted your head and chin towards him.

But when he takes you to the bedroom, tossing you over his shoulder and laying you on the bed, he knows you won’t be mad for long…not when those legs wind up on his shoulders, trembling from being pounded into absolute oblivion. One hand around your throat. Another hand lying in the center of your tummy as he fucked you into the mattress. You were trying to pretend you hadn’t caved and that his attempt at trying to woo you didn’t work but that was all but a lie when he saw that creamy slick leaking all over his cock. Stretching you open and hitting your core with precision. All while lacing your ankles and toes with gentle pecks as well..gently suckling just to really get that pussy soaking. The way no other man could..something he knew, which is exactly why he stared directly into you eyes as he fed you deep strokes and sloppy kisses with his Cuban link brushing against your throat. And you could claw into those muscular arms, tap at his abs or whatever but he couldn’t let up until he had his answer to a very simple question:

“You still mad at me, ma? C’mon, you know you’re my baby. My only one..”

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lingeriae · 9 months

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SORRY

synopsis - Being the wife of Toji Fushiguru was never easy. At first it was love, until there was arguements. Arguements that led to tears and Toji syorming out of the house, he would appologize, until he just stopped. You tried everything to fix the relationship for the sake of love, and little megumi, but everyone has their breaking point.

warnings - normal au, cursing, smutttt (minors pls dni!) oral f.recieving], degradation [m,recieving], manipulation, implied age gap, angst, tears, cheating, toxic!toji, mention of alcohol,baby megumi! toxic relationships

you can blame beyonce for this yall

The front door opens at exactly three fourty five in the morning, the floor boards creak as Toji moves throughtout your house with his audacity, stench of cheap perfume and alcohol. You continue staring out of space, a half empty wine bottle sits at your foot and black streaks of mascra are on your face from the crying you had been doing before. All that sadness turned into anger and regret, but you were mindful of Megumi sleeping in the next room turning up the tv and weeping into the chair arm, it had been a few hours after that. As you sit you think about the four years you wasted with him, how it only took two years for everything to go downhill.

Dragging the tips of your finger on the rim of you the glass you listen to how Toji's drag his foor as he walks throughtout the house, hissing as his foot bumps into the wall. He finally comes into the living room and it takes him a while to see you, when he does he lets out a groan rubbing at his temples as he knew an arguement was coming.

Pity he didn't know exactly what was about to happen.

"Where you been?" You ask, voice sounding sweet as if you hadn't been screaming into a pillow for atleast an hour. You don't meet his gaze, still playing with the rim of the glass awaiting for the lie you knew was about to come. "Work, do we always have to go over this Y/n?" he replied bitterly words slightly drawled out an slurred, making to obvious he been drinking, taking off his jacket and throwing it on the couch arm.

Smiling at his answer, you hummed bringing the glass up to your lips tasting the bitter yet sweet taste of the wine. "Okay." Toji looked at you, your responce making him feel a little worried. He noticed that you were crying because of the runny mascra marks under your eyes giving him an uneasy feeling in his stomach, his eyes driften towards the half empty wine bottle by your feet. That alone confirmed he was in deep shit, he quickly thought of ways he could possible get you to think your overreacting or that he wasn't doing anything shady, he moved towards you only for you to hold up your hand indicating for him to stop.

Finally meeting his eyes, you raised an eyebrow at him. You could see the panic on his face as you looked at him blankly, he slowly kneeled down not looking away from you adams apple bopping when he swallowed, you both stared at each other and he licked his lips ready to speak but stopped as you raised your hand at him again.

"Toji," your voice was raspy and held a dangerous lit to it, fingers tapping the wine glass a pretty smile on your full lips stained with the taste of the wine, eyes squinting at the corners and teeth on full display the grip you had on the glass tightening. "where the fuck, were you."

Flinching at the tone of your voice, a grimace took over Toji's expression. He could tell you already knew, that he was fucked. But a little gaslighting could make you think otherwise.

Toji licks his lip the scar on his lips stretching, along with his lips as he pulled it into a smirk reaching out to grab unto your feet with a 'cmon doll, don't be like this.' before he can touch you, lift your foot and push him back, your panties on full display for him as your foot rests against his chest and the sight causes him to groan. Taking a quick sip of your wine as you look down at him, your lacy night dress shifting and riding up your thighs as you lean back. The moonlight made you lokok Godlike in the dress, the runny mascra adding an extra effect, your plump lips are pulled down and the wine from early makes it look glossy,

"You're pathetic." you say in a honeyed tone, and it shouldn't turn Toji on but he feels warmth spreadin through his body at your words. Licking his lips Toji quickly nods in responce, "I am, doll, I-i agree."

"I should fucking kill you," He hums, bringing his lip to kiss the arch of your feet as he lifts it off his chest moving towards you. You quietly watch him aware of his intentions as he kisses your thighs trying to spread your thighs apart but you refuse to budge them, your hand moves to grab his face tilting it up so he can look at you. Your eyebrows are drawn and your pretty lips are set in a deep frown, your nails squeeze into Toji's cheeks and it causes him to hiss but he doesn't complain.

"You think you can come up in here and touch me with them same hands you touched that bitch with?"your hands are still pressed against Toji's cheeks as he shakes his head retracting his hands from where they laid on your thighs. Humming you release his cheeks, leaning back and slowly spreading your legs for him, watching his tongue come out to lick at his lips as he moves forward.

He licks at the centre of your panties, the motion causing you to shiver as you watch him through your lashes. He repeats the action before using his teeth to drag the material down, finally tasting your sweeet pussy moaning at the taste. It's been so long he thinks as he licks from your hole to your clit, smiling at the noise you make and the tug on his hair. Hot breath blows against your pussy, and he takes a deep inhale rubbing his nose against it before taking your clit into his mouth giving it a harsh suck that had a pleased hum leaving your lips, the heat of his tongue against your needy front had you wanting to pull him up in a kiss but you knew better.

Give Toshi Fushiguru a inch and he takes a fucking mile.

The wet muscle drags over your sensitive clit repeatedly, the rise and fall of your chest becomes unsteady as he pushes his tongue in and out of your hole and the grip you had on his hair tightens. With a tilt of your head you look down on him, taking in how much he was holding back, his hands clenched into fists on his thigh as he bucks his hip into his jean chasing the friction. You swore a whine came from him as you pushed his face into your pussy, his licking becoming frantic as he tried to restrain himself from touching you.

Toji wasn't good at a lot of things, but he was top-tier at eating pussy. Maybe that's why you stayed with him so long because everyone loved a good-pussy eater and the thought of anyone but you enjoying this leaves a bitter taste in your mouth but you had to be strong.

White dots appeared as you closed your eyes, nearing your release. You leaned your head back with a moan, your grip on Toji's head tightening his pink tongue continuing to lick up into you even after and your thighs begin to slightly shake because of how sensitive you were.

Pulling Toji away from your pussy by his hair, your lips twitching at the hiss he let out before his green eyes dragged from your pretty pussy to look up at you. It's funny, you thought. How such a big and strong man like him was bending at your every will, unable to touch you with nothing but his tongue, on his knees almost begging for forgiveness. The thought made you mentally giggle to yourself.

A little grin made its way to your face, your hand moved from it's position in his out-growned black strands on his head to his throat. Hands obviously not big enough to wrap around his entire throat, but it didn't matter. "You're so greedy." you say to him appyling a little pressure, feeling his throat vibrate with the groans he releases, the situation had him feeling dizzy. Out of all the freaky shit in his life time, this has got to be top ten.

"That bitch's pussy wasn't enough for you?" his lips part as the pressure on his neck increases, his hands coming up to your own but stoping at the look you gave him. "Doll, she doesn't compare to you, you know this." his voice is raspy and desperate, and his narrowed eyes are silently pleaing to you for forgiveness. Forgiveness he wasn't gon get.

After everything you did for him, he still begs for you to do more. Why should you forgive him? You gave him so many chances, only for him to brush you off and push you one side as if you meant nothing. He didn't even seem to care about Megumi anymore. You were over it, over this relationship and over Toji's bum-ass. You deserved better, and sadly Toji wasn't anything close to that.

"I know." you hum in reply to his statement, releasing his throat and getting up. Legs slightly feeling like jelly but you brushed it off, with the wine glass in your hands you look down at Toji, looking at the man you loved one more time. Cherishing the beauty of his face before your hate for him starts growing anymore than it already has. You bite your tongue to distract yourself from the stinging in your eyes.

Bending at the waist, you place a kiss on his cheek, linering for a bit as you wondered if you were overreacting and if your next actions would be necessary. His expression was filled with confusion, and wary watching you as you stood straight, a knot growing in his throat at the look in your eyes. A look filled with pure dispair, and...hate.

Your full lips pull up into a smile, the action giving you a crazed look beacuse o the mascra marks under your eye. "Good night Toji." the words are said softly, and they cause a shiver to go dwon Toji's spine. He knew the words didn't imply anything. That there was nothing 'good' about to happen, but he brushed it off anyways, like he always does, blaming your behaviour on the bottle of wine you had. You walked to your bedroom, the night gown you had on swaying with each step you took as if it was mocking the green eyed man.

Releasing a sigh, Toji's head tilts down to look at his laps, the boner he had being evident in the way the crotch of his jeans stood up. With another sigh, which sounded a bit aggitated now, he peeled himself off the floor and moved towards the bathroom.

Maybe if he wasn't a dumb fuck, he could've stopped what was about to happen. If he just communicated with you, instead of pushing you away things would've been better. As Toji dropped himself onn the couch he immediately falls asleep, he couldn't see you standing over him with that same wine glass in your hand only the difference is now it's broken, shattered to pieces from you dropping it on the floor. Broken like your heart, shattered from the carelessness of Toji fucking Fushiguru. The glass it gripped into your hand firmly, and the broken shards pierce into the palm of your hands, you tremble as you raise the glass tears running down your cheeks and a sob falling from your lips. This was it, you were going to kill your husband. You were going to kill Toji Fushiguru and all the love you had for him. This is it-

"Mama?" your frozen in place, the broken glass inches away from Toji's neck. A confused and sleepy four year old megumi looks at you, rubbing his eyes with a teddy clutched under his other arm. You almost break at the sight, your hands lowering as you stared at Megumi with wide eyes a hand covering your mouth as you drop the glass, moving over to him and wrapping your arms around him.

The boy is frightened, pulling back to look at you. Warmth meets your cheek, you look up to see Megumi holding your cheeks with puckered lips trying not to cry as he tries his best to comfort you. "Don't cry mama! You'll be okay please don't cry!" he babbles, pressing his chubby cheeks to yours and rubbing it against your tear stained skin. His words cause a gasp to fall from your lips and your arms tighten around him with your body shaking with emotion.

"Mama loves you, my sweet boy." You whisper, kissing his forehead as you rock the both of you back and fourth, your tears not stopping. "Mama wont ever let anything hurt you."

She wont let anyone hurt you.

When Toji enters the house at exactly two oclock in the morning, slightly stumbling on his feet as he enters the house. The drinks he had earlier begin to settle as he has to pause when the room begins to spin. He doesn't notice how quiet the house is, how there isn't any of Megumi's toys in the living room, he only pauses as he looks at the couch expecting you to be there with that worried look you always had on you face. But you're not, and he doesn't acknowledge that it makes him feel like shit. He assumes your in the room, sleeping with Megumi tucked in your side, a hand wrapped around his frame protectively.

Shaking his head, Toji moves towards the kitchen expecting to see pots on the stove. Instead he see's an envelope on the counter, and he hates how his stomach sinks as he stalks towards it. With each step he takes, he becomes anxious and as he opens the envelope with his name written in cursive for an extra touch, his mouth goes dry and he's suddenly sobber.

Toji,

How do you feel knowing that you finally broke me? Broke us. Broke out family. You probably feel good about it, good about the fact that you can finally fuck any bitch you want without any guilt, come home any time you want without my nagging. You killed me, Toji. You BROKE me.

So what're you gonna say at my funeral now that you finally did it? Finally broke my body, soul and heart. Finally killed me.

'Here lies the body of the one I called the love of my life, whose heart I broke, without a gun to my head.

Here lies the mother of my child, who I make no time for and emotionally neglect.

Rest in peace, my true love, who I took for granted, most bomb pussy, who beacuse of my actions and words, will forever bear a hole in her heart.

oh how I shame myself for neglecting her, using her, absuing her.

Her love would be a heaven without betrayal Ashes to ashes, dust to sidechicks.'

Don't come looking for me. We're better off without you. Take care of yourself.

-y/n

Toji started to panic, staring at the paper and reading it over and over as if the words would fade away before he started laughing, tugging at the roots of his hair and rushing towards megumi's room. All the toys and clothes were fone, the only thing being present is the bed along with the dresser and the glow in the dark stars you both had put on the ceiling for megumi. Next was your room, he tore everything down looking for any trace of you. When he notcied the place was completely void of you items, he sat on the floor in the middle of the room.

Toji Fushiguru had only ever cried a total of five times in his life. When he lost a tooth for the first time as a child, at megumi's birth, when his ex-wife died, when megumi slapped the fuck outta him with one of his toys, and on your wedding night.

As a tear ran down his face he stared at the grown blankly, self-hatred washing over him. He had the urge to scream and burn everything to the fucking grown. As he blinked slowly, he suddenly realizes he's on the floor bottles of liquor surrounding him his eyes on the ceiling and the weight of something heavy is in his hand, he lifts it up and realizes it's a phone.

A phone to call you, he thought clicking on your contact and waiting for it ring, hitching a breath at the sound of you picking up. Inhaling deeply he slurrs your name, hearing how silent you sound on the other end imagining how you would chew on your full brown lips in annoyance. "Baby...where are ya?" he asks, as if you would answer that.

He hears how you sigh deeply, and he frowns. "Who's phone is this Toji?" you ignored his question. You really fucking ignored his question. His eyebrows twitch at your question and his sitting up, almost falling back because of how quickly he did it.

"Don't ignore my fucking question." He snaps while he breathed heavily, gripping the device in his hand hard. He hears how quiet you get and immediately starts appologizing, running his hand through his hair as he sighs before chuckling. "Cmon, doll. Yknow im sorry. Please im sorry."

He continues babbling on about how he'll change, and how you should come back home. How he'll start taking care of you and Megumi, and he'll make it up to you and then starts back up about how sorry he is again. After he repeats it the fifth time you decided you've had enough. "Im not coming home, Toji. Goodbye."

Toji stand up fastly, as if that would stop everything ignoring how everything spins as he feels tears running down his face and a nervous laugh falls from his lips, the sound is so sad and pathetic you almost feel bad, shaking his head Toji begans to babble again. "No! no...I-i said I was fucking sorry what else do you want? You leave me after you tell me you love me, that's such a bitch move. And I honestly thought you were above that but guess I was wrong huh?" you hear him pause, inhaling deeply before it's silent for a minute, and then you hear sniffing that causes your eyes to almost bulge out of their sockets.

"Toji...are you crying?" a whine of your name is all you get in response before he starts up again.

"Y/n im sorry. please im sorry. come back, come back i-ill change if you do swear it on my fucking life baby-"

"You only want me now that im not there?" you say, your voice holding no emotion as Toji goes quiet. A laugh falls from your lips at the silence and you shake your head, "Better call that white bitch, see if she still there."

The sound of you hanging up has Toji staring at his phone screen, clicking your contact again only for it to tell him the number was no longer avalible

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rinsvg · 9 months

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Put your mouth to good use

warnings —written with black female reader in mind but anyone can read, unestablished relationship(you just putting him in his place), eating out, fingering, usage of bodily fluids, reader is sorta demanding.

⋆｡°✩ You hate men who think themselves inferior to women; you absolutely loathe it, so it’s only natural that that hate basically gravitates toward Naoya and his stupid masculine energy. Always walking around campus, spitting out the vilest words that could ever come out of his mouth against women. So it was only natural that you, as a woman, had him under you, putting his mouth to good use for the first time.

As his head dips between your thighs, you can only see the contour of his massive shoulders. He takes his time at first, smelling the scent of your sex and dragging his tongue through your longing folds—just feeling you, tasting you, and taking his sweet time. You grab the base of his scalp and pull him towards you. "Eat," the demand came so easily to you; you were, of course, used to dealing with men like Naoya.

You gently rubbed your hips into Naoya as he followed your instructions and started to suck your pussy. He started by circling your clit with his tongue, which made your entire body tremble. Given his way with ladies, he was remarkably skilled at dining with women.

You couldn't help but clench your teeth as his face continued to become wetter and wetter by the second. You watched Naoya suck your juices from his face as they began to drip. “Holy shit, that was hot”. You thought as he then stuck his tongue into you and tried to wring every last drop of you out. For the third time that day, you started to feel heated.

His nose nudges your clit, and you grind against his face again, dragging your pussy against his lips. He groans in contempt—a low sound that sends vibrations straight to your core.

"That’s it," he murmurs, "use me." He's so into it that he doesn't even realize what he's saying. It's fine; you'll just remain him the next time he annoys you.

"Oh fuck, naoya," you pant, your body trembling as your release begins to simmer in your veins.

He starts eating you in earnest, flicking his tongue over the swelling bundle of nerves at the apex of your sex and laving the flat of his tongue over your folds. Your grip on his scalp is tight, holding him in place so he can suck his lips to your cunt. Your keening cries reverberate in the dorm room like music in his ears.

"Use your fingers," You demanded.

He whines in agreement, releasing one of your thighs so he can lower his hand and press two fingers into the slippery, warm canal of your cunt. He coils them, pressing into that sweet place behind your pubic bone. You clench your fists around his slim fingers as he sucks your clit between his teeth.

A blast of heat sends you over the brink, your pussy tightening and spasming as white-hot ecstasy sears your blood. He yanks his fingers away and replaces them with his tongue, digging deep to savour every ounce of your sweet release.

As your body calms to the serene aftermath of the release, he keeps his mouth on you, gently running his tongue from your entrance up to circle your clit in a continuous motion. Until your chest finally stopped heaving and you pulled him away.

"You know, we should do this again someday." Naoya grinned while cleaning his face, until you began laughing in his face.

"No, but you can leave my room." You laughed all the way to the restroom as Naoya swore at you while grabbing his belongings. You yelled out to him just as he was about to close the door.

"Hey Naoya"

"yeah"

"Make sure to lock my door on your way out." You smirked at him while closing the bathroom door and turning on the water. The last thing you heard was a low murmur of "bitch" and a door slamming shut.

#➶ ͙˚ ༘✶ ( 𝒥𝓊𝓅𝒾𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓀𝓈 )#naoya smut #naoya zenin #naoya zenin x black reader #jujustu kaisen x black reader #smut without plot #just reader being a boss ass b*tch 😏#jujustu kaisen smut #anime x black!reader #jjk smut

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jojikawa · 2 years

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𝙞 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙄𝙄: 𝙁𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙡.

𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘶 𝘎𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘹 𝘍𝘦𝘮!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘵. 𝘒𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘕𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘪

✿ wc: 5.2k

✿ warnings: NSFW themes, acts/mentions of cheating, jealous!Satoru, Possessive!Satoru, Kento has a crush on the reader, descriptive violence. POC reader friendly~

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𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

You stood alone outside. The weather was just right. The summer heat was warm and inviting, letting you wear the favorite variation of your Jujustu sorcerer uniform. You were around 13 at the time you had been enrolled into Satoru’s academy early due to your skills and abilities.

Satoru was very popular with the girls because he was probably the best male sorcerer of his generation.

You…didn’t get the same treatment. He was allowed to slack and socialize while you were forced to train and hone your abilities. Your powers were dark and much stronger than Satoru’s. You were isolated and struggled to form any meaningful connections with your peers so when you were doing group training or activities, you would be distant.

You looked over to Satoru, who had been entertaining a trio of girls who had been ogling over his appearance and strength. The two of you weren’t talking right now. His hurtful words were still fresh in your mind.

“We’re gonna be stuck together forever anyway. I don’t see the harm in…”

Ugh. You couldn’t even bring yourself to finish the thought. You squeezed your eyes shut and tried to focus on something else. You hadn’t even realized that your classmate, Kento Nanami, had been staring at you the whole time.

He analyzed you. He analyzed Satoru. He looked at your body language and then he looked at your other half’s. It seems that you are being emotionally neglected.

It’s just that Kento couldn’t understand how Satoru could ignore someone like you. You were so beautiful and talented. Just because you adorned the title of Lady Gojo didn’t mean he wouldn’t appreciate you for what you were. Especially if he wasn’t doing it himself.

But it’s not like he could pull you away from him. Everyone knew that the two of you were bound. Forever.

You looked to your left to see a tall boy next to you. He was shorter than Satoru but still much taller than you. His hair was blonde and he wore sunglasses. Something that only Satoru would do when the two of you were together casually.

It was Satoru’s friend, Kento. The two of you hadn’t spoken just yet. You were like a princess to him, unable to take his eyes off of you as you did something as simple as standing around and playing with the hem of your clothes. Just hoping that your Prince would look your way. It was so unfortunate. Kento was the only one who had noticed you.

You had been so dumbfounded when the teen approached you for the first time. Satoru’s friends never talked to you on their own before now.

“Are you sad?” A deep voice asked. You had zoned out for a bit, only hearing the voice but not his words. “Wh-What?” You looked up at the person it belonged to. It was the blonde boy you noticed before.

“I’m sorry. Are you sad?” He repeated.

You blinked again, processing the question before answering. “I’m just tired.” You told him and he knew you were lying. “You’re Satoru’s friend.” You muttered before shaking your head. “I’m sorry if I bothered you. Thank you for asking.”

Damn. You wouldn’t open up to him if you knew he was friends with Satoru, but this was his only chance.

“Are you sure? We can talk if you want.” He was very persistent.

“U-um…maybe later.” You replied.

After classes, you met with Kento under the nearby Sakura tree out in the training ground. You liked the pink trees.

“You looked really sad earlier.” Kento said. “I assume it’s about Gojo.”

Your ears perked up. “S-Satoru? Oh. No, I’m fine. We’re good. No worries. It’s just that there’s always girls around him and…” You trailed off, looking somewhere off to the side since eye contact was hard sometimes. “…and he doesn’t really do anything about it.”

“That’s unfortunate. I’m sorry he doesn’t pay you any attention.” Kento began to take some steps toward you. You figured it would be a hug. You really needed it.

But instead, you were met with his hand around your throat. He squeezed the sides of your neck hard with his fingers and threw you against the tree.

“Stop! Please!” You yelled. You had been taken so off-guard by the event that you could only plead.

“What? Do you think this is fun? Do you think it’s cute to lead me on like that?”

Everything began to go dark as Kento’s face went from a blank expression to one of hate and despair.

You felt like you were dying. You couldn’t breathe and eventually, you faded out.

You woke up with a gasp. Your chest was heavy again and your eyes were moist like tears had been in them.

It was just a dream. You could never imagine Kento hurting you…it just felt so real. The human brain was so powerful. You were in a cold sweat and almost gasping for air like the events that happened were real. It was just your mind.

Satoru was still asleep beside you. He had his blindfold off with his hair down.

‘He actually stayed.’ You thought. You wanted to be more upset at him but your gaze at him just softened. You still couldn’t help but cry at your dream. It didn’t help that you had been having an internal conflict that involved Kento.

Your soft sobbing had woken up Satoru. He was a light sleeper. “Aw, what’s wrong?” He asked you as he sat up.

“I…I had a bad dream.” You choked out. You let the tears flow, knowing better than to hold in such a strong feeling.

“It’s okay, sweetheart.” Satoru kisses your cheek. The feeling was so foreign to you. This was your first time receiving affection from Satoru in a while and you couldn’t even really enjoy it because of the mere shock.

“I have to tell you something.” You peeped out. “I…I haven’t been faithful. I did it with Kento.”

You felt Satoru pull away but his eyes were still on you. You continued speaking anyway. “I don’t know why you want to spend time with me after so many years of loving other people. I don’t know how to feel. I don’t want to lead anybody on.” More tears flowed out. You were ready to pour your heart out to him.

Bottled-up feelings were useless in a doomed relationship like this. Because of the type of bounding the marriage was, you would be with Satoru in the Afterlife as well. You were literally stuck with him. You had no choice.

“I know.” He replied coldly. His voice gave you shivers. It almost gave you anxiety.

“I don’t hold it against you and I’m not mad. You’ve been a lot more faithful than me. I know it’s hard for you. We can move on from it.” Satoru reassured before pressing his lips to yours.

His words didn’t help at the moment. You only cried more but later the two of you would begin to understand each other a lot more.

Satoru whipped your tears away and you got ready for the day. He wanted to take you somewhere before going to the academy. It seemed like he wanted to talk you to a cafe.

“You ready?” Satoru asked as you finished your hair. You nodded. “Yeah, I’m ready, I just need to talk to Kento.”

Satoru’s smile had gone to a cold line. He was trying to be patient but Kento played such a big part in your life now and he couldn’t help but be jealous of him.

“Come on, you’ll see him later!” Satoru smiled again, ushering you to come towards him so that the two of you could teleport out.

“But I always say good morning to Kento.” You pouted and so cutely as well. He couldn’t say no but the larger part of him wanted to rip you away from the ex-salaryman.

“Come on, you won’t miss him.” Satoru insisted. You narrowed your eyes at him. “Fine. Let’s go.” You took his hand and in an instant, you had arrived at a cute and fancy cafe. Seemed like a good place for breakfast.

The two of you went inside. Everyone’s eyes were definitely on you. Satoru as well. The two of you were an attractive couple. You ordered your favorite type of coffee or tea while Satoru went all out, getting coffee with various sweets to go.

You almost grimaced at the sight of it. How could he have such a sweet tooth?

“Satoru, I hope you’re brushing your teeth after eating that much sugar.” You motioned to the brown paper bag the woman at the counter prepared for him.

“Mhm! mhm!” He hummed in response, already stuffing his face with some of the sweets he had gotten. Looking through the glass, you saw that there was more than just baked goods at the counter. There were some Japanese candies. They looked really good but they seemed expensive.

You sighed to yourself, beginning to settle for just your morning drink when your husband crept up next to you, staring at the same items as you.

“You want it?” He asked politely. You purse your lips. “Yeah but I don’t want to waste money if I don’t think they’re good.” You frowned.

“Hm.” You heard from Satoru as he shrugged. “Hey, excuse me, can I have a hand full of these?” Satoru pointed to what he thought was the candy as he spoke to the lady.

Turns out they were definitely expensive.

“Oh, Satoru, you didn’t have to do that.” You blushed lightly at his generous actions, placing a hand on your cheek and looking away in an attempt to hide.

Satoru tapped your shoulder and you turned to him to see he literally ate the candy he just bought for you!

“Ugh, Satoru, how could you-“ You began to scold him until you were caught off guard by..a kiss.

He kissed you passionately, in public, and in front of everyone. Your mouth was flooded with a burst of sweet flavor. Your cheeks turned red and burned at such a forward action and you were too shocked to kiss him back.

Since when was the last time you received affection like this from him? Have you ever?

“Aw, you guys are such a cute couple.” The woman at the desk smiled at you two. When Satoru pulled away, you realized that some of the candy was in your mouth now. It was so good.

Satoru could laugh at the dumbfounded flushed look on your face. Your expressions were so pretty that he couldn’t help but blush as well.

“S-Satoru!” You managed to get out.

“Does that make you feel better?” He asked, eating the remaining candy left in his mouth. You shied away from him again. “I guess.” You mumbled and drank a bit of your beverage.

The two of you finished your cafe visit. You had gotten some soft cookies and donuts. You hoped you could share some with Kento after you got home from teaching.

Satoru took you into an ally out of sight so that he could teleport the both of you to the school.

“Huh? Where are all the kids?” You questioned, looking around to see a very empty courtyard. “You’ll see them soon..” He replied. “I need you to come somewhere with me.”

“Where are we going?”

“Living with Nanamin, you missed out on a lot that’s happened. I assume he hasn’t told you any of the messages I’ve relayed to you.” As Satoru spoke, he rummaged around his bag of sweets as if he were looking for something in particular.

“Messages? You’ve tried to tell me things?”

“All the time!”

Kento was purposefully withholding things from you? Why would he do that if he was originally pushing for you to make up with Satoru in the first place? You didn’t know…you didn’t want to believe Kento to act with such poor intent.

“We can’t talk here. Let’s go inside.”

“Okay…”

Satoru held out his hand for you. You eyed it innocently. You hoped to god that this wasn’t a dream or that Satoru was playing you. You felt like he must’ve known that maybe you didn’t hold strong feelings anymore and this was his attempt at reconnecting.

Was it just you or did it feel forced?

You took his hand and he led you to a vacant classroom in the far corner of the school. It would allow him to detect unwanted presence better and lower the risk of being caught doing what he was about to do.

You had broken the silence that had begun building up since you entered the room.

“What are the things you’ve wanted to tell me?” You leaned up against a desk while he sat in a nearby chair, manspreading as usual.

The man before you smirked, tilting his head before patting his lap. “Come on, don’t be a stranger.” He purred. Once you realized what he was referring to, your face turned red.

It was true that he wasn’t always the best to you but his appearance and smooth way of making things happen had so much control over you. You slowly walked over to him, planting yourself onto his lap. You were some distance away but he took it a step further, pulling you close.

You place your hands on his chest to prevent him from crashing into him while he rested his hands on your lower waist. “You’re such a jerk, you know that?” You whispered. “You left me hanging for years.”

“I’m sorry.”

You pouted. “Sorry isn’t good enough.”

“It’s fine. You don’t need to forgive me. Just give me a chance.” He whispered back as he rubbed your inner waist tenderly, giving you a heated feeling in your core. Contact like this was so nice.

“Do you remember when we learned about Sukuna?”

“He’s back, isn’t he?”

“Oh, so you knew?”

“I…I just felt his presence. I don’t remember when but it was recently.” Your tone shifted just as his weight did under you. You could feel his thing under him.

“He’s inside of Yuuji Itadori. He ate one of the fingers.”

Your eyes turned to saucers. “What? Who is Itadori?”

“Pink hair.”

You remembered that the only time you saw pink hair was when you went to the mall that day.

“The child?”

Satoru nodded. “But don’t worry. I got it covered. I just need you here with me.”

Your eyes softened. He seemed so much more mature now. “Why do you need me?”

“I want you to help me shape the next generation.”

Those words. You couldn’t hold it in anymore. Was this manipulation? Was it love bombing? Was he actually sorry for his actions? You didn’t know. You didn’t understand anything anymore.

You leaned down and pressed your lips to his. He kissed back immediately, letting his hands roam your body and find themselves up your shirt.

His long fingers slipped under your bra, brushing over your nipples lightly and making you shudder and moan at the sensation. “Not here, ‘Toru.” You slurred through your lust but still pawed at his crotch, showing him that you wanted so much more.

The sexual tension was through the roof. Innocent acts turned the both of you on so much and there’s nothing he wanted more than to fuck you last night on Nanami’s guest bed.

“God, you’re so fucking hot.”

Your stomach fluttered at his words. He cupped your breasts in his hand and squeezed them a little harder, bucking his hips so that your clothes sex was rubbing against his.

“S-Satoru!” You whimpered his name out loud and your hands roamed up to his head. You caressed his face, rubbing his thumb over his smooth face, wanting to take off his blindfold or at least just see his eyes.

Your dainty hands made their way up to his eye cover. You lifted it just slightly to see his bright blue eyes. They were pools of lust you could get lost in.

Satoru felt your panties getting wetter and your nipples getting harder. He wanted you so badly. He’s always wanted you more than anyone.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be fast.” He began to undo his pants, only making enough room for himself to come out. One hand that was in your breast went to your waist again, then your ass to your inner thigh.

You felt his fingertips brush your underwear as he pulled them to the side and simultaneously lifted you onto himself.

“‘T-Toru!” You cried, taking in their length. With all of his strength, he pushed himself into you, pounded you hard while holding you like you were the most precious thing in the world.

“I missed you.” He muttered but your mind was so blank. Neither of you weren’t on the same page.

Satoru hated himself for being so closed off. The only person he ever talked about it to was Suguru.

—

“I don’t know, Suguru. I just can’t get behind what the elders are doing. I can’t even choose my girlfriend.”

“But she’s really cute and she’s super obsessed with you too. You can at least give her a try.”

“Satoru? Really? You’re not even trying to turn away the attention you get from other girls.”

“Look, it’s not a big deal Suguru. I’m sure she’s doing the same thing.”

“She’s the only girl who really knows you.”

—

Suguru was right. You were the only person who knew him. The only girl who knew how insecure he could be but you never judged him for it.

He peppered your jaw and neck with kisses. It was so wrong but the feeling felt similar to…Kento.

You hadn’t been intimate with Satoru like this for a while. You couldn’t get it out of your head. So many thoughts were taking place at once.

You’ve been in love with Satoru longer than you haven’t been. Your feelings were beginning to fade and then you found refuge in Kento who only made a move just yesterday. Does this make you a bad person? You felt very alluring and sultry, even if the love triangle gave you anxiety when you thought too hard.

A small part of you wanted to see how far this would go.

You weren’t able to hold it in anymore, creaming all over his cock, making it slippery and wet, almost straining his pants.

But Satoru wasn’t done. He wanted to cum too. He lifted you up and down from your bottom, reaching his own high. You felt his hot liquid coat your insides.

Despite the two of you being finished, Satoru didn’t pull out. He was still pretty rock hard. You never knew him to have such a high sex drive but you kinda liked it. He held you close with himself still inside of you. Your juices were leaking and mixing together. You made such a mess.

Your stomach burned with delight. You couldn’t describe the kind of joy you felt from such a pleasant experience. You were so flushed that you couldn’t even look at Satoru. He was extremely hot and actually showing interest in you…? This was surely a dream. It just felt too little, too late.

The two of you got cleaned up in one of the staff bathrooms. Mostly in silence but you personally didn’t mind. You needed time to recoup.

“Satoru.” You called. Your husband turned to you. He wore such a dumb smile on his face that you could help but cringe and look away at it. It wasn’t his usual smirk or neutral expression.

“Please be honest with me.” Your pleading voice made his heartbeat quicken. “I’m going to go out and say right now that this is very shallow of you. I need more time to fully process your actions before I make any decisions involving you.” You informed him. He nodded eagerly, trying his best not to say or do anything that would further upset you.

“No, that’s fine. You take your time. However much you need.”

That’s not true. It wasn’t fine. You should’ve rejected him because now he was so addicted to you.

Suddenly, Satoru got an idea. There was a huge chance you would refuse but there was no harm in trying. He was terrified of rejection by you but this was the only thing he could think of. He needed to make things right. His future wouldn’t work unless you were there with him. It wouldn’t feel whole at all. He had to get you away.

“What if I took you on vacation…?”

Your head snapped upward to look at him. A vacation? Where? Why? What?

“I need time.” You reiterate, visibly annoyed at him for being pushy once again.

“I’m not asking you to be with me or forgive me. I just want you to have a good time.” He once again rested his hand on your head. It was kind of his trademark because of how often he would do it to you.

You never expect Satoru to open up the way he did. Now, you knew he was scared. You learned that he was just as terrified of the marriage as you were, just in different ways. You accepted it and tried to get close to him while he rebelled and pushed you away, doing the most hurtful things.

What he didn’t understand as a stupid teenager was that the elders didn’t care if your relationship went smoothly. They just wanted the two most powerful sorcerers to conceive a child for when your jobs come to an end. They also prefer that you had the child young just in case you…ya know…died. They didn’t actually care too much about you.

Satoru took you to meet Yuuji in the flesh. He was being held up with Shoko who had been working on him. He seemed dead but everyone had to be safe.

In the infirmary, you met Shoko. You hadn’t seen her for a while but would tell Kento that she said ‘Hello’ every now and then.

She seemed so happy to see you visiting but she looked extremely tired.

“It’s so delightful to see you again, (y/n). With Satoru too. I hope he’s treating you right.” She smiled softly at you. She was always so nice to you and critical of Satoru.

You laughed. “It’s great to see you again too. Satoru’s been generous so far. Not sure how long it will last!” You joked with your husband behind you physically and audibly reacting to your words, almost like a cartoon.

While the two of you gossiped and caught up, Satoru began speaking to Ichiji. Threatening him with forehead flicks and such. Something that you would often do to Satoru that he began doing to others.

You had finally laid eyes on the pink-haired boy. He looked so lifeless. Your mood had gone down so fast as you saw the horrific hole he had in his chest and Satoru’s mood always reflected yours.

“I had just talked to him yesterday.”

Such little time for a tragic event. You looked over to Satoru. You hadn’t heard their conversation but from Ichiji’s expressions, you could tell that Satoru was going through it. He really spent the first half of your day together tending to you when one of his own students was injured. You felt so bad. Why would he not say anything?

“Excuse me, (y/n), I’m going to have to get started now. We should keep in contact.”

You nodded. You knew not to bother her anymore while doing her job.

“You heard that, you two?” Shoko asked, easing her voice just a little to get Ichiji and Satoru’s attention. “I’m going to get started.”

Only moments later, you felt the cursed energy again. You looked over at Yuuji to see he was very much alive and seemed to be well.

He seemed to be dumbfounded, looking straight at you and then everyone else. Ichiji was the most unwell at this revelation while you and Shoko shared similar expressions.

Shoko quickly fetched him some clothes while everyone processed the situation.

“Hi Mrs. (y/n)!” The boy cheered before turning to Shoko. “Who are you…?” He asked bluntly.

“Hey, Yuuji! Welcome back.” Satoru got up from his seat.

You could really tell Satoru was passionate about his students. You were glad he hadn’t had broken relationships with anyone else.

He was an asshole but you still cared about his mental health and how he socialized with others. It was just natural, you guessed.

“You remember (y/n), right?”

“How could I forget?” Yuuji sweatdropped, referring to the various times he’s mentioned you and not just in passing.

“Well, she’s gonna be helping me mentor because she’s just like you!”

“Eh?!” You reacted sharply to his words.

“Wait really?” Yuuji tilted his head as he looked at you again. “But I don’t feel anything from her, though. Gojo said you were super strong, is that why?”

You placed your hand on your cheek in an attempt to hide again. You nodded. “It’s not the exact same but this is how it works. You have Sukuna inside of you after consuming one of the cursed artifacts. Sukuna can be contained and eliminated but some curses are too powerful to be contained by standard means.”

Yuuji’s mouth turned into an “o” shape as his eyes lit up. “Wow! So you have a curse in your body just like me? How did it get there?”

“I have a bunch of them actually. I know all of their names as well. I was just born this way so I became the chosen one of my clan and met Gojo.” A blush of embarrassment appeared on your face. You weren’t used to having the spotlight on you like this.

“A bunch of them!?” The teen boy repeated. “I can’t even deal with this guy.” Yuuji slapped the side of his head, talking about Sukuna being extremely annoying.

You laughed weakly. “Our situations are a bit different. I’ve dealt with these same curses all of my life. There’s mutual respect and some of them have even grown fond of me. They grant me many different cursed techniques while most of my colleagues only possess a few.

“So they’re good curses?”

“I wouldn’t say that. It’s more of a Stockholm syndrome thing. I’m their captor and they can’t exactly leave so they make friends with me. I’m sure they would just at the opportunity to leave my body but then the world would be consumed.” You rolled your eyes and looked up to the left, trying to be transparent without being depressing with a forced smile.

It didn’t work but that didn’t deter Yuuji from being more interested in you.

“Please! Teach me your ways!”

You talked to Yuuji a bit more, promising him that he could help him come to terms with Sukuna inside of him, it’s just that you didn’t know anything about his execution.

Not yet.

Turns out that you wouldn’t be seeing Megumi either. Satoru claimed he had something to deal with and left before you could see him, so you settled with giving him a call once you got home.

You didn’t get everything you wanted but it was still a good day.

“Thanks for giving me a chance.” You heard him muster up. You had been gathering your things to leave when he had done so. For some reason, you weren’t able to find the sweets you had saved to give to Kento.

“I guess. I didn’t expect you to be so forward. It was a good day.” You smiled at him and he couldn’t help but look away. Even with his blindfold on, he could sense your warm, radiant energy that could have flushed anyone.

“What happened to the spare bag I had? The one with the brownies and donuts?” You asked, trying your best to retrace your steps. You thought you had left it in the classroom where you and Satoru went to.

“Oh, that? I ate it!”

“What?!”

The snow-haired male laughed, almost giggling at your reaction. “Come on, you were really gonna eat all that by yourself right? Although…” Satoru trailed off as he leaned back to look at your backside. “…I wouldn’t mind if you put on a few more pounds. More to hold, ya know?”

“Stop!” You yelled, punching him in the arm. “You should’ve asked. You’re really so dense sometimes.” You groaned.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, how about I make it up to you? Spend the night with me! I was actually going to do some training with Yuuji tonight. There will be movies!”

You sighed. “Okay. I’ll give you a chance. Just take me to Kento’s apartment so I can get changed. Pick me back up in 20 min-“

“Okay!”

Satoru grabbed you and teleported you back to your room. It was just how you left it. He kissed your cheek and then teleported away.

You exhaled, knowing he was gone. He was so exhausting to be around. He had highs and lows and it was completely unpredictable.

You changed, putting on something more comfortable. As you did so, you heard the front door open and close. It was probably Kento.

You went to the living room to see that you were correct.

Kento had been standing there, taking off his things as usual but this time he didn’t have any food for you. You felt bad for leaving without saying anything and not being able to bring him back any desserts. Fear also began to flare up in your body. You remembered the dream you had and how real it felt.

‘It was just a dream…’

“Ken-Chan?” You called but he was silent, taking off his glasses and undoing his tie. “I hope you had a good day. I didn’t mean to leave without saying anything.”

“It’s okay. I just hope you were able to enjoy yourself as well.” Kento neatly put his jacket aside and the glasses into their respective casing. “I assume you were peer pressured by Gojo.”

You purse your lips. “Yeah, maybe just a little. He asked me to spend the night with him so-“

“And do you want to go? You can just say no.” Kento reassured. “I know.” You replied. “I agreed to give him a chance so…”

Kento sighed heavily before walking over to you. You almost cowered at how much taller he was than you.

The both of you locked eyes for a few seconds before he finally moved again to place a hand on the back of your head and your waist before leaning down and kissing you deeply.

You gasped into the kiss, more stunned than ever.

He let you go and then resumed what he was doing. “If he proves not to be of suit again, you know where to find me.”

You raised your hand to your lips, flushed and red from the experience. Kento disappeared into the next room without a word and you continued packing an overnight bag to spend the rest of the night with Kento.

You texted Satoru, telling him that he can come now and moments later, you heard the doorbell ring. Kento answered the door before you could get to it, revealing Satoru once again. The fact that you basically lived with Kento made him so jealous.

He was actually trying not to be a jealous asshole for so long but it slipped through the cracks so easily. I.e., him eating Kento’s share because of his jealousy. He could be such a child.

“Bye Kento! I’ll see you later!”

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