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tteokdoroki · 3 months

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jock bf yuuji who’s tongue lolls out of his mouth when he feels u cum on his dick and then he ends up cumming when you suck on his tongue as it hangs out of his mouth <3 he’s a big manhandler and so unbelievably strong, has def broken the weak frame of your dorm bed at least once <3 loves sleeping over and then waking up to you in the early morning light, eats you out then has you ride him and you’re both thinking about it for the rest of the day <3 yuuji sends you the riskiest texts too, texts you that he can’t stop thinking about how good you looked when you sucked him off the night before and now you’re distracted in the library <3

ִ ࣪𖤐๋࣭ — JOCK BF!YUUJI ENTRY #6. pleasure prioritised.

about. just some scenarios of an incredibly strong jock boyfriend pleasing his girlfriend in different ways. thank you nonnie for driving me up the wall with this!!! ( 1K )

warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact. nsfw, smut, college!au, characters aged up to 20s, creampies, messy makeouts, breaking the bed, strength!kink, unprotected sex, oral sex (f + m!receiving), jock bf!yuuji, weird + fem!reader.

everybody knows that yuuji itadori is strong, he wouldn’t be the star athlete in the soccer team if that wasn’t the case.

with muscles that ripple when he moves, thick thighs that spread wide and flex on instinct and dark eyes that shine like gold while pulling you in — it’s no wonder why half of the campus wants a piece of him. luckily enough, yuuji itadori only wants to give himself to you.

yuuji only uses the full extent of strength when he devotes his body to pleasing you. when it’s lights out at your dorm go out, and the common spaces are vacant while your roommates party the night away and all that remains is a man who loves his girlfriend with all of his entirety. and a girl who loves him all too much, right back. he pins you to the bed, pelvis to pelvis as yuuji uses all of his might to pound into you.

his thrusts are usually heavy, but thoughtful and with meaning — designed to make you see bright, shining stars behind your eyelids and pull an angels song from between your lips. itadori doesn’t just fuck you — his sweet girlfriend, his everything, his purpose. he makes love to you, makes the bed rock while his sticky tip stays tacked to your g-spot and safe, comforting brown his eyes stay locked on yours, reminding you of how much you are loved as you tremble and quake beneath him.

there’s often a dull thump to the wall from where the force of yuuji’s hips drive the headboard into it. only you ever have the power to make your man that feral, have him drooling like a dog with its tongue in the wind whenever he has the chance to sink into your tight heat. it’s the way your snug little pussy ripples around the giant jock’s fat girth, his tummy smooshed up against your puffy clit does nothing to help him either. the more ecstasy he gives you, the more you clench down on your boyfriend and the further his eyes disappear into his skull.

itadori just loves being inside of you, tucking his thriving dick away inside your velveteen walls, hearing your pussy suction around you and your cheap dorm mattress squeak in harmony with your hiccuped moans. yuuji, yuuji, yuuji. his name on your kiss swollen and tear glossed lips is enough for the pink haired man to break the bed from how hard and deep he thrusts into you. even when it does collapse in on itself, yuuji doesn’t dare stop until you’re cumming in sweet streams around him — painting his toned stomach and washboard abs in your arousal before he fills you up with his own thick white.

he usually cums with his drooling tongue in your mouth and an arm wrapped around your head, keeping you tucked underneath while he grinds his hips through your shared highs. sometimes salacious laments and high-pitched whines manage to slip through the cracks — which mean noise complaints from the Dean of your dorm and a call to maintenance in the morning to fix your destroyed bed (and walls).

mornings are no different (once your bed is fixed), yuuji itadori always fails to keep his hands to himself and if he’s lucky enough to stay the night — he uses those very same greedy and large hands to pleasure you all throughout sunrise. you wake up to find fingers on the swollen little nub tucked between your puffy pussy lips and his eager tongue swiping over the eight of your slit to catch any of your juices before they’re wasted on cheaply made college-friendly sheets.

it’s a sight to behold, the way you arch your back from the bed and your thighs quiver either side of a head full of bright pink hair that tickles their insides. you can’t help but tug on the soft tufts — dragging yuuji further into your creamy cunt while accidentally kicking plushies galore from their place amongst your pillows and blankets. itadori remains a messy eater, slurping on your succulent folds, running laps over every inch of the heat between your glorious thighs.

except you don’t get to cum on his mouth or his tongue on mornings like this — instead yuuji likes to really show off his strength. he likes you in his lap and seated on the swell of his fat, oozing girth. he adores plugging you full, watching you writhe above him for something, anything. any type of thrust or friction. yuuji can’t help himself, he’s always dying to grope the globes of your ass when you’re riding him, using the strength in his arms to hold over his bright red ans milky tip before pumping himself all the way into you in one calculated thrust upwards.

both of you cum before either of your alarms go off, messy as always but content. you’re happy with yuuji and he’s always so happy to please you — it’s the least he could do for his precious girl.

itadori always leaves you with a limp throughout the rest of your day — a comfortable pain in the base of your spine that reminds you of how deep he’d gone. there’s a dampness to your underwear during your classes too, reminding you of how much hot, oozing seed the jock had filled you up with. ‘keep it there,’ the pink haired soccer player tends to ask with those guilt-tripping puppy dog eyes of his. ‘want you walking around with my cum dripping down your thigh, so that everyone knows who you belong to.’

you often wonder what the campus would think if they knew how debauched their star player really was.

they’d have a field day if they saw the texts yuuji sent you while wiping the floor with his teammates during practices. pictures of his erection in the changing room mirrors and maybe some of your pretty face while he had you cumming on just his tip. sometimes paragraphs detailing how he was going to ruin your pussy, make you see god or even reach cloud nine. some tell you how much itadori misses your plush lips wrapped around him as he cums down your throat.

but no matter what way you look at it, your jock boyfriend yuuji itadori always has your pleasure prioritised at the forefront of his mind. he’d use whatever part of his body, whatever strength he has to keep you satisfied. all alongside his insatiable appetite for you and only you.

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ramonathinks · 7 months

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(18+, minors/blank accounts dni)

jealous ex husband gojo who just can't keep stand seeing you with someone else. he hates that you gave up on him, hates that you don't wear your ring anymore even though he does and he wears it proudly.

"you have a date tonight, the girls tell me." busted. you cringe and eye you little daughters, only six the both of them but you told them to keep quiet about the situation.

"yes..." you reply, anxiously awaiting his response.

you could just picture his face now, nose a bit flared and lips pursed. with clenched teeth he said, "alright, have fun." but it wasn't that simple.

he always kept close watch on you and it made you nervous with how simple it left the conversation. "well, i could come pick the girls up before then. about 8-ish?" he asks and you say yes before hanging up.

gojo was always too busy which was what led to the divorce. you'd both married young, 20 and stayed together since but when the girls turned 3 you had enough and just left. he wasn't being there enough for you or the girls and it hurt.

when he pulled up you cursed yourself for getting ready so early. your hair in long curls and a knee length skirt with a small slit on the left leg. he didn't bothering knocking or waiting for you to open the door, he had keys and you knew this so you continued with your makeup.

he was standing there watching you but you ignored him. or tried to but he walked closer and closer until he was right in your face. "how beautiful, you are." he held your jaw and forced you to look at him.

"why don't you ditch this date and come with me?" he asked, bringing your lower reign to his. "don't you miss me baby?" he nipped at your skin and the memories and feelings were coming back.

you had to be strong. you swallowed and pulled his back from you. "you have to stop this, im sure you have someone out there satoru, but she isn't me." you tried to walk off but he grabbed your wrist and brought you to your bedroom.

"y/n, so you think anyone can make you feel as good as i make you feel? don't you know i love you? my feelings never left and i know yours haven't." he rubs you through your panties and kisses you on your lips.

"everything can be different now." he promises, easing his way between your legs. his heavy cock entering you slowly, it was only the tip so far but it was splitting you open. you'd been without sex for two years and now tears were in your eyes.

"you think he can fill you up like me?" he adjusts himself and enters more of his cock into you. he was still so big, you were choking. you could feel him in your tummy and in your throat.

"you're always going to be mine, so stop running." he told you as he jerked his hips. "stop trying to let this go baby?"

"satoru—"

"mommy! the door!" one of the girls yelled.

"shh," satoru brought a finger to your lips and leaned forward to make love to your mouth. it was too much and you both were drooling after just a few minutes, he pulled himself out of you and looked at his wet cock.

"think about what i said." it was hard to forget. you clenched your legs together after you cleaned yourself up, not even wanting to face your date.

not even wanting to face your ex-husband either.

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angelltheninth · 5 months

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Choso being your best friend but you're secretly fucking his younger bro Yuuji

So much to work with here.

Pairing: Yuuji Itadori x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, quickie, sneaking around, jealousy, secret relationship, condom use, affirmation

A/N: Discovering that I really, really like writing for Yuuji.

No amount of good sex or dick could erase the guilt you felt when ever you and Yuuji had sex. You loved him, with all your heart but... he was your best friend's younger brother. How could something that started out feeling so wrong now be the feeling you couldn't do without for more than a week?

"You're thinking about him again aren't you?" Yuuji complained against your neck, his pink hair and equally pink ears being the only thing you saw when you looked at him. You could sense his jealousy in every thrust. More than that you saw in the way he looked at Choso when he'd greet you with a hug. Of course he didn't mean anything bad by it, but Yuuji was quite territorial for such a sweet guy.

"Sounds like someone's jealous of their big brother." He tried to say he wasn't but you knew he was, you knew he wished that he'd met you first, that he shared more classes with you, that he could be as openly affectionate with you as Choso was and not have to sneak quickies when his brother went to the supermarket. "Hey Yuuji, baby, look at me for a second."

There was a look of urgency and desperation in his eyes, not the fun-loving mirth you were used to seeing, "Wanna let everyone know how much I love you." Your heart swelled with love for him, you really couldn't ask for a better boyfriend. "Don't wanna stand by and watch him hang all over you like you're still single when you got me." And a more cutely possessive one.

"It's your cock inside of me." You clenched your pussy around him and didn't let go. Yuuji hissed, hips stuttering forward in a hurry, "You're the one who makes me feel good, all you. I love you Yuuji, no one else but you, understand that?"

He nodded, too overwhelmed to talk but every thrust told you how much he loved you, every kiss and every bite that you'd have to hide with your hoodie. You came while calling his name over and over, still trying to assure him that he was the one, the only one for you. The force at which he came almost broke the condom he was wearing, he needed to pull out fast. Lucky for him, the trashcan was right by his bed so he didn't make too much of a mess when he took it off and tied it up.

"Oh man. I'm gonna have to buy more of these soon." They definitely disappeared at a quicker pace now. "Choso actually asked me to lend him some the other day, I was so embaressed to say I needed all of them."

"I'll sneak some in next time." Sneaking condoms for your secret boyfriend. Your life sure took a funny turn ever since you met Yuuji, the best turn it's ever taken actually.

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yanderenightmare · 6 months

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JJK x curse ! darling

TW: NSFW, yandere, kidnapping, captive darling, degredation

fem reader

Can’t stop thinking about all the little vulnerable curse ! darlings that exist and how easily they fall prey to the merciless Jujutsu Sorcerers that go hunting them down for pleasure.

Geto Suguru x The Curse of Virginity

Doe-eyed, chubby-cheeked and makeup-free. She's always chewing her lip nervously. Spawned from all the sweet, silly virgins out there who're afraid of having their virginity robbed.

Though always so fucking wet for it at the same time that it’s embarrassing.

Geto got lucky and swallowed her up before anyone else could get a taste. Keeping her in his bedroom. He kisses her cheeks while fucking her into a moaning, squealing little mess every night. Making sure all her sweet little virgin fantasies are met and satisfied.

Gojo Satoru x The Curse of Beauty

A defiant little brat who thinks her beauty will enslave any and all men who dare look at her. Cold and dismissive, she never lets anyone touch her – because, in her mind, she’s a goddess no one’s worthy of having or holding.

But Gojo scoops her up and keeps her locked up in his place like a pet cat. Smiling at her awfully condescendingly when she warns him not to lay his filthy hands on her.

She'll hiss at him, backing up with eyes going wide under the crushing realization that a pretty face stands little chance paralleled with a real force of strength. Understanding with a hitch in her throat how she better start using her looks to please rather than upset him.

Fushiguro Toji x The curse of Insecurity

The cutest little crybaby who thinks every aspect of her is unappealing and gross. She’s always trying to hide her tear-streaked face, making herself as small as she can by curling herself into a ball, hoping no one’s able to notice her.

Toji just grins his devil-grin with her doughy thighs spread around his hips – keeping her wrists pinned above her head so she can’t do anything but whimper out small denials when he gruffs out how fucking adorable she is, thinking she can keep herself away from him.

Nanami Kento x The curse of Shame

Born from the guilt of every shameful nympho who can’t help but feel so awfully filthy after indulging in their dark desires.

She's always naked and needy – quaking with heat and dewy from the fever of it – rubbing her thighs closed with such a sorry expression it would make any man rush to comfort her.

Nanami takes good care of her, though. The poor thing. She can’t go a single day without getting her wet little pussy pounded – always coming to him with her coy eyes and sultry whines, riding the thick muscles on his thigh with such a terribly needy pout on her lips. Begging him to make it okay, to sanction her so she needn’t feel so awfully sinful as she cums while still whimpering for his cock like a needy wonton little slut.

Zenin Naoya x The curse of misogyny

Born from all the chauvinistic self-indulgent thoughts men have of what a perfect woman should be – having resulted in the most plaint sweetest little thing – one who only feels comfortable when she's either welcoming her man home, cock-warming him during dinner or when he's rearranging her guts into the late night.

She's the happiest little bride with Naoya. Smiling nicely and humming while he lists all his troubles after coming home in a foul mood like always – she'll play with his hair until he leans into the touch with a moan, possessively tugging her closer – palming her soft skin with a pouty scowl on his face. She'll kiss his chin and tell him how grateful she is for everything he goes through, and it's exactly what he needs to hear – beginning to brush his lips over her skin, undressing her while she continues soothing him with her devotion – telling him she'd be lost without him, that he should take whatever he wants from her as a reward for working so hard, that he deserves it for being so good to her, that he's the strongest and smartest and greatest man in the whole world, and that she'll never ever want to be or do anything but serve him until the day she dies.

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suguru-getos · 8 months

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JJK men and how they eat you out (F!reader)

Characters included: Gojo, Geto, Nanami, Toji

Gojo Satoru:

Your moans were all that he heard, hands twisting and turning your sore, sensitive nipples as heavy pants breathed right at your sensitive bundle of nerves. “Fuck you love it when I kiss you, make out with your clit, yeah?” Satoru was flirty and dominating, shoving his tongue inside you, kissing your pussy, spreading your pussy-lips and gnawing at your needy clit. “Mine, wanna cum for me sweetheart?” He watches your moans turn into pleas and whimpers. “Beg for me.”

Nanami Kento:

Nanami was a simple man, he simply wanted you spread out like the exquisite buffet you are, hands gripping the fat of your thighs and groaning against your folds. He loved tongue-fucking you into obscurity. How your hands clasped and crumpled the matted bedsheets, how you begged for more. “Please- Nanami, m’ so close.” Nanami isn’t a tease, and does not tolerate teasing as well. Luckily, you did not tease him & would get your reward like a good girl. “Go ahead, cum for me and say thank you.” Nanami leaves your throbbing slit for a moment, smirking and kissing your pelvis as he watched you tip off.

Geto Suguru:

Suguru was busy with two things, thrusting himself against your puckered lips and chasing his own orgasm, all the while shoving his tongue deep inside your quivering pussy. “Mgh~ fuck keep going beautiful.” He praised, nuzzling his nose against your clit. You were choking and gagging onto his thick member, gasping out for more and eager to please him. “Feel- Feels- so good, Suguru,” your whines and sinful moans were like music to him, you swear you could feel him twitch. “Drink it all up, yeah? Don’t waste a single drop sweetheart.” Oh you won’t— neither will he. ;)

Toji Fushiguro:

You were pinned against the wall, legs spread out and folded neatly across Toji’s neck. You noticed the scar on his lip glistening and glossing up with your juices. “Missed you honey.” Toji cooed, kissing your pussy-lips, spreading them apart and spitting onto your cunt, leaning in and shamelessly slurping onto your folds. “Look at the lewd sounds you are making.” Toji smirked, watching you lose yourself on his tongue is a sight to behold after all. “I know you’re close, go on, let me taste my wifey.”

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shiganshinaslut · 5 months

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18+||MINORS DNI

Yuji holding your face and kissing all over it, smiling and spouting out all sorts of praises while Megumi fucks you from behind, gripping your hips and pulling you into his thrusts while letting out breathy grunts.

#aged up characters obviously #megumi’s not bein mean though he’s making u feel so good ♡#they’re both showing their love to you #megumi smut #megumi thirst #megumi x reader #megumi x reader smut #yuuji smut #yuji x reader #yuji x reader smut #yuji smut #yuji thirst #jujutsu kaisen thirst #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk smut #jjk thirsts #aged up megumi #aged up yuji

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kanekisfavoritegf · 6 months

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To Be Ruined - Gojo ♡

Warnings: EDGING, Smut, PNV, Orgasms denial, mentions of death

Everyone knew the Village leader was a Demon from hell. But even so, no one tried to stop him. For one thing, he was incredibly strong. For another reason, his powerful aura kept other lower and upper-class demons away from your own. And the most important reason, he was undeniably beautiful, in a scary, haunting way. His blue eyes pierced yours as you stood in his gigantic throne room. One, he had forced your fellow village members to build. He sat smiling down at you and your terrified face, baring his fangs your way slightly. It sent shivers down your spine.

You were the latest woman sent up to satiate his carnal desires. For the taste of human flesh, that is. But as his icy blue eyes bore into yours, Satoru concluded that he was a little hungry for something else…

“You look so pretty when you cry.” Gojo let out a light chuckle before bringing his head down to lick the tears that ran down your cheek. Not from pain or sadness but from unbridled lust. Gojo seemed to be getting off from your deprivation. It had been like this for hours now. Over and over again and again, he pulled away at your climax.

“Please, please, please, pleas-”

“Shh, my love.” Your begging fell deaf to his ears as he tapped his cock covered in your arousal and his cum. Gojo was fascinated by you and the way your cunt clenched around the air as it practically begged to be stuffed full once more. “You’ve been a pretty good girl, haven’t you?”

All you could do was weakly nod back at him, hot tears streaming down your face now as you silently screamed for him to fuck you to completion.

“I guess I let you cum…”

“Thank you, thank you, thank you.” You repeated the phrase until he slammed back into you, Causing the both of you to let out moans so loud they echoed throughout his throne room.

“After I cum three more times.”

You let out a shaky sob, and all he did was Smile down at you, his scarily blue eyes roaming your body once more until they found their place at the meeting place of your cunt and his cock. He was going to ruin you…

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nanichi0 · 1 year

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First Time

Fandom/Character: JJK/Choso Kamo

Pairing: Choso x gn!reader

Rating: NSFW, 18+

WC: 2.7k (oneshot)

Content Warnings: fluff and smut, gn!reader (reader’s pronouns aren’t mentioned), domestic au I guess, established relationship, pet names (angel, beautiful, my love, baby), needy!Choso, inexperienced!Choso, virgin!Choso, oral sex (blowjob), throat fucking, lots of kissing, hair pulling, reader is more dominant, sexual teasing, praise, I think that’s everything?

Crossposted on AO3, please leave comments/kudos if you liked it 💖

Synopsis: An inexperienced Choso gets head for the first time <3

Yesterday had been your typical Friday night. Choso had come over, you’d ordered food, and you’d put on a movie. This was one of the ways you liked to spend time with each other, snuggled up on your living room couch. Choso always wanted to be respectful of your time and would usually head out by midnight, saying his goodbye with a peck on your lips and a warm smile.

Yesterday had been your typical Friday night, until it was time for him to go home.

Choso was relatively new to physical affection, so you usually took things slow– a few weeks into your relationship and the most you’d done was a simple kiss, but you didn’t mind as long as he was comfortable. This is why it took you by surprise when his lips had lingered over yours after he said his goodnight, when he had gone back in for a deeper kiss, when you had brushed your tongue past his lower lip and he had let out a soft moan, when you had felt his arms snake around your waist and his hands grip at your sides. Warmth had spread through your whole body. You’d pulled him back toward your room, slipping your own hands under his shirt, wanting more, when he’d suddenly stopped, his breathing heavy and his face flushed. “I- I’m sorry. It’s getting late, I should go,” the words had tumbled from his mouth as he’d hurriedly walked out the door. You had stood there for a few minutes, stunned. Once you had snapped out of it, you sent him a text.

Are you okay? I’m sorry I pulled you back like that, I got carried away and didn’t ask if you were comfortable with it.

He had answered a few moments later.

I’m okay! Don’t worry about it, I’ll see you in the morning :)

And there he was today, teetering back and forth at the entrance to your apartment. It wasn’t very often that you witnessed Choso acting so nervous.

You sighed. “You don’t have to come in if you don’t feel comfortable–“

“It’s not that,” he interjected. “It’s just, last night…” Blush crept up onto his face as he glanced down. “I thought you wanted to go further than kissing and I freaked out.” He looked back up at you. “Not that I don’t want to! I’d love to, I just…I got nervous that I would mess something up, or that I’d do a bad job, or that you wouldn’t like it, or-“

You reached out and held his hand, giving it a squeeze. “Choso, I know you’re not used to this, and it’s okay to mess up. But don’t worry about me for now.” You smiled at him. “I think it might help if we focus on you first,” you said. You gestured towards your bedroom. “Come with me?”

Choso nodded. His large hand still held in yours, he followed you into your apartment and then your room. You closed the door behind you and Choso looked at you. “So…w-what should I do?” he asked. You noticed he was still a little shaky.

You gave his hand another reassuring squeeze before you lifted one of your hands to his head, gently brushed some hair out of his face, and tucked it behind his ear. You slowly traced the black line on the bridge of his nose. “Let’s get you to relax a bit first, okay?” Your hand was on his cheek now as your thumb stroked soothing circles on his skin.

Choso agreed and leaned his head into your touch. You could tell he was already significantly calmer than before. His breathing was back to normal, his posture no longer stiff. His eyes were closed, and a small but sweet smile adorned his face.

With your hand still cupped on his cheek, you leaned in slowly and gave him a soft kiss. You nudged your nose against his. “I love you,” you whispered.

He rested his forehead against yours. “I love you too, angel,” he whispered back.

You kissed him again.

And again.

Slow kisses turned faster, needier, more intense. Choso reciprocated, eagerly pressing his mouth deeper onto yours each time. His hands settled on your hips, holding you in place as though he was scared you would fly off at any second. You nipped at his bottom lip, and he opened his mouth more, allowing you to slip your tongue inside.

Choso’s back was now flush to the door. Your right hand was in his hair, which was free of its usual twin tails, and you raked your nails on his scalp as your tongues danced around each other. Choso was getting more comfortable now, occasionally biting your bottom lip the same way you’d done to him. You pulled away and Choso groaned in protest at the brief loss of contact. So needy already, and you were just getting started. You tugged on his hair, eliciting a moan as you tilted his head to the side and left a trail of sloppy kisses down his jaw. Choso’s grip on your hips tightened every time you licked or left love bites on his neck. Airy, whiny sounds escaped him, music to your ears.

You moved your hands to the hem of his shirt and pulled on it. Choso understood what you wanted and helped you lift it off. This was your first time seeing him like this. Broad shoulders, toned muscles, slim waist– were he made of marble he would belong in a museum. You could hardly contain yourself as your eyes trailed down his torso, seeing his v-line, his stomach, and the trail of dark hair that led down from his navel and disappeared under his sweats.

You kissed his cheek. “Can you sit on the bed for me?”

Choso obliged. Once there, you gently pushed him back until his head was resting on your pillows. You straddled Choso’s thighs and glanced up at his face. Choso stared at you sweetly, expectantly, while he rested his hands on your own thighs. It’s kind of crazy, you thought. How can someone look so cute and vulnerable but so hot at the same time?

Your hands explored his body, tracing his scars and the ridges and curves of his muscles. You could feel his pulse quickening from every light touch, even more so when your fingers dragged along his happy trail, getting closer and closer to his groin. You leaned over him, your lips meeting each other’s once again.

“You’re doing so well, my love,” you said. The praise made Choso blush and you felt him smile as you continued to kiss him. You started working your way back down his neck, his chest, his abs, his stomach, his hips, adorning him with hickeys.

“Talk to me, baby,” you cooed. “How do you feel?” You had moved on further, leaving slow, wet kisses right along his waistband.

“G-good,” he said, his voice breaking when you licked a stripe up to his hipbone. “Really good,” he panted.

His erection was glaringly obvious, and a small patch of precum had been soaking through his sweatpants.

“I can tell,” you said with a grin growing on your face as you lightly touched his clothed length, circling that little wet spot with your finger. You pulled back, scanning his face to make sure he was okay with you doing this. Choso’s chest rose and fell heavily. His eyes were dark and half-lidded in a lustful state, but he was staring at you intently, his lips parted, silently egging you on.

“Can I?” you asked, glancing down at your hand.

“Please,” he breathed.

You shifted yourself off of his thighs. You grabbed his waistband and pulled down his pants. The sight of his length straining against his underwear made you swallow. Your eyes met Choso’s as you placed a kiss on his right upper thigh, and then the left. His cock jumped at the contact, as though it were calling out for you to come closer. In a painstakingly slow motion, you slid his underwear off, too, and you watched his dick spring free. Your mouth was agape and you swear you stopped breathing for a minute.

“Holy shit,” you murmured.

Choso had a pretty cock, there was no other way to say it. It was thick, the perfect length, with a slight upward curve that you just knew would feel heavenly inside you. He was uncut and veiny, and soft tufts of hair framed its base. The very tip of his cock was peeking out, darker than the rest of his skin, glossy and sticky from his precum. You hadn’t noticed how long you’d been entranced by it until Choso called your name. You snapped your eyes back up to his.

“Is it…is everything okay?” Choso asked, his brows slightly furrowed.

You slid your hand up his thigh, giving him a little squeeze. “More than ‘okay,’ Choso, you’re fucking perfect,” you said with a smile. Choso felt warmth spread to his cheeks again as he returned the smile.

You positioned yourself in between his legs and Choso held his breath in anticipation of your next move. But instead he felt your lips go up his right thigh, and then the left thigh. You alternated between the two, moving onto his groin, Choso’s cock twitching every time your hot breath fanned over him. You inched closer…closer…closer, but right when Choso thought you were about to finally touch him there, you pulled away and went back to his thighs. Choso pouted, but what you were doing felt good, and he didn’t want to seem ungrateful, so he didn’t say anything. You followed this sequence a few more times and Choso grew needier by the second, breathy whimpers filling your ears the more you continued your ministrations. You were touching and kissing everywhere but his dick, and he was getting frustrated. Why weren’t you touching it? Couldn’t you see how much he needed it? Couldn’t you see what a mess you were making of him, how much precum was streaming down his length onto the hair below?

Choso opened his mouth in protest and you raised an eyebrow at him, a playful look on your face. You almost felt guilty when you saw how his eyes watered. Choso spoke before you could say anything.

“Baby, please,” he begged, “S-stop teasing me…”

You put on your best innocent expression. “Aw, are you tired of my kisses already?”

“Co- come on, you know what I mean, just touch me already, angel, please. Please let me feel your mouth on m…on my cock.” God, he was so cute like this. So hot when he told you exactly what he wanted.

“Someone’s a little desperate, isn’t he?” you asked, and you don’t think you’d ever seen Choso look as flustered as he did in that moment.

He started to apologize, sweet as always. “I’m- I’m sorry, what you’re doing feels so good, baby, I promise, I just-“

“Shhh, it’s okay, Choso. I know. I was just giving you a hard time, but you’ve been such a good boy for me, I think you’ve earned a little reward.” You pressed your cheek into his thigh, your non-dominant hand going up to massage his hip. You reached your other hand out, finally grabbing Choso’s dick. Choso closed his eyes, his breath halting when you ran your thumb up the underside of it and pulled down his foreskin. Using his precum as lube, you started to work your hand up and down his length in a slow but steady rhythm.

“Fuck,” he moaned softly, followed by a whispered “Thank you, beautiful.”

Choso looked divine as he twitched under your grasp. His hands grabbed at your bedsheets, his hair was splayed out over your pillows, his body was littered with hickeys, and his eyes looked at you with love, adoration, desire.

You partly unwrapped your hand from him and licked up his shaft, paying extra attention to the frenulum before enveloping the entire head of his cock in your mouth. Choso cried out your name, his body jerking forward, one of his hands flying up to grip your shoulder. You tasted the mild saltiness of his precum as you sucked and licked him clean— not that the “cleanliness” would last long, since you proceeded to spit on him before continuing. You gathered your spit, placed your hand around the base of his cock, and began to bob your head up and down while you jerked him off with a circular motion of your wrist, your hand and head in sync. Choso was seeing stars. He was so sensitive, and your mouth felt so warm around him, and every movement of your hand and your lips as they brushed over his veins sent wave after wave of pleasure coursing through his body. He was melting under your touch, singing you a song of moans and curses that encouraged you to continue. You cupped his balls with your other hand and gave them a squeeze. They felt heavy and full and you couldn’t wait to help him drain them. You continued to move your hand up and down on his dick while you lowered your head, taking each of his balls into your mouth to suck on.

“That f-feels so good.” Choso felt the tension in his pelvis growing as you returned to giving him a blowjob. “Can…can I fuck your mouth? Please?”

The question caught you by surprise, given how uncertain he’d been about things when you’d started, but his straightforwardness was hot. Truthfully, you’d let Choso use you however he wanted. You kissed the tip of his cock, your eyes meeting his. Now it was your turn- “Yes, my love. Please do.”

You helped him stand up from the bed and you got on your knees in front of him. Choso placed his hands on your head, bringing your open mouth back to him slowly at first. He bottomed out before slowly pulling back, feeling your lips drag along his cock.

“Ahh, fuck- is that okay, angel? Tell me if you want me to stop.”

“Go ahead, Choso. Don’t hold back for me.”

And then he did as promised. He bucked his hips forward, faster and faster and faster until he set his own pace, his hands gripping onto your hair. You felt him hitting your throat, causing you to gag, but you didn’t care. He was making a mess of you - tears streaming down your face, drool smearing around your mouth and running down your chin, hair tousled and sticking up all over the place - and even still, he thought you were the most beautiful thing in the world.

“You feel so good, baby. So - shit - so fucking pretty…gagging on my cock.” His face was crimson, as if he couldn’t believe the words coming out of his own mouth. His thrusts became sporadic. “Fuck, angel, I’m getting so close!” An overwhelming warmth came over him and his muscles started to contract. His grip on your hair tightened as he pulled you as close as possible. “I ca- oh fuckfuckfuck, I’m cumming!” he gasped and threw his head back, his eyes screwed shut. You felt him twitch in your mouth, ropes of hot cum shooting down your throat, overflowing and dribbling down the corners of your mouth. His body shuddered in the aftershock of his orgasm. You swallowed as much of his release as you could, then cleaned him off, sucking and licking and kissing all over his sensitive cock. He whined from the overstimulation, a fucked out look on his face. You finally released him from your mouth with a pop, and he flopped back down on your bed, completely spent. You laid down next to him and rolled onto your side to kiss his forehead.

“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” you nudged him playfully.

“That…was amazing,” Choso said. He reached out to wipe your tears off. “Thank you, angel. Sorry if I got too rough. I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“Don’t worry, I thought it was hot,” you admitted. You were suddenly very aware of the mess in your bottoms from your own arousal. “Speaking of which…we should probably go get cleaned up.”

Choso looked at you, the corners of his mouth turning up into a smile. “Let me return the favor first?”

Well, if he’s offering, there’s no way you’d pass that up.

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Toji Fushiguro Husband Headcanons

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Request: Can I get Toji Fushiguro as a boyfriend sfw and nsfw headcanon please!

Note Regarding the Request: I changed Toji’s headcanons from boyfriend to husband... My apologies, I l o v e this man too much.

SFW

When I say, “I’ve been waiting to write on this man,” I mean it. I’m in LOVE with Toji Fushiguro. If you like the SFW section, wait until you reach the NSFW:

Everyone is convinced that Toji Fushiguro desires an innocent housewife who loves and dedicates herself to others, but I beg to differ. Toji is I.N.F.A.T.U.A.T.E.D. with POWERFUL women whose personality mimics his own: intimidating, cocky, and sadistic. He wants to be put into his place. A family couldn’t tie this criminal down, but YOU can.

This man has the P.E.R.F.E.C.T. body. He has me, sorry, YOU drooling every day.

We’re talking a H.U.G.E. CHEST, bulging arms, defined back, and muscular thighs. He’s the animated version of the sexiest man alive.

H.U.G.E. H.A.N.D.S.

I’ll leave that to your imagination.

When Toji is going into the public-eye, he’s usually wearing light blue jeans and a tight black t-shirt that beautifully accentuates his arms and chest.

If Toji is roaming around your shared household, he’s wearing nothing but his black sweatpants that he chooses to ride a little too low.

His sweatpants accentuate his V-LINE. You strongly believe Toji purposes does this to tease you.

ADORES when you wear nothing but his black-button up shirt and lacy underwear around the house.

“Gosh damn, baby.” Toji whispers as his dark eyes roam down your body. He wraps his arms around your waist from behind and softly whispers in your neck, “I would say you never looked so beautiful, but you would look better without any clothes on.”

Has always been o.b.s.e.s.s.e.d with you when you wear professional business attire. Toji LOVES trendy pantsuits paired with a solid-colored blazer and red lipstick.

When you exit your large walk-in closet wearing this, you’ll hear Toji mumble, “Holy fuck.”

Will tug your body closer to his by pulling on your belt or the sides of your blazer.

Being Toji Fushiguro’s wife is an honor. This man DISPISES people. However, he immediately noticed that you were different from other women. You exhorted power and individuality that others lacked. From the moment he laid eyes on you he mentally noted, “I need this woman.”

Yes, Toji HATES people and people HATE Toji:

When you first introduced Toji to your friends and family, they looked at you as if you were insane. They were turned off by his cocky attitude and dry humor.

Your parents were N O T H A P P Y when you announced your engagement, but they respected your decision... barely.

Your friends, on various occasions, attempted to convince you to leave the Toji claiming, “He’s with you to steal your money. Once he robs you, he’s going to leave your ass.” However, Toji has yet to leave you or question his loyalty towards you. He does steal your money though...

Built/Purchased his own personal gym because he doesn’t appreciate other people watching him work out. Additionally, he doesn’t enjoy sharing the gym equipment.

However, Toji LOVES when he notices you staring at his body from the door lifting a 50-pound dumbbell. Sorry, you can’t help yourself.

Before you’re about to leave, you’ll hear Toji’s raspy voice say, “Don’t leave, you’re enjoying the view; aren’t you?”

S.I.L.E.N.T. C.O.M.M.U.N.I.C.A.T.I.O.N.

Toji has a difficult time expressing his feelings. Overtime, you learned to how to tell what Toji is feeling through his expressions and actions.

Because you’re extremely active in Toji’s life, you A L W A Y S know when something is bothering him.

Especially people.

People ALWAYS believe that Toji is angry. However, you know better. Not a lot of things can make Toji Fushiguro mad. He’s easily disappointed by people and their actions, but it takes A LOT to make Toji angry. He just has a RESTING BITCH FACE.

While at a work party, your co-workers couldn’t ignore the emotionless stare plastered on Toji’s face. Tapping your shoulder, your personal assistant asks, “Is Mr. Fushiguro okay? He looks upset that he’s here.” You’ll look over to your husband and chuckle; you know his body language. Calmly you assure them saying, “Nope, he’s just a little stressed. Look at the way his fingers are tapping the can; he just needs to relax a little more. Give him a few moments.”

Wait until you hear Toji’s D E E P and R A S P Y morning voice.

To wake Toji up, lightly kiss his jawline. Eventually you’ll move to the sweet spot you memorized on his neck. Moments later, you’ll hear Toji mutter, “Good morning to you too, baby.”

Breakfast, Lunch, or Dinner: It doesn’t matter; Toji LOVES to COOK.

For Christmas you purchased Toji two aprons to wear when he’s cooking. Inside, Toji wears his black “Mr. Good Lookin’ is Cookin’” apron. When Toji’s grilling burgers or steaks, he wears his navy-blue apron saying, “Once you put my meat in your mouth, you’re gonna wanna swallow.”

L.O.V.E. L.A.N.G.U.A.G.E - Physical Touch and Acts of Service:

Physical Touch:

When you’re working on your laptop, Toji will stand behind you and begin kissing your neck to capture your attention. Within seconds, you’ll be unable to focus.

Places his hand on your thigh when he’s talking to his friends. This simple action assures you that he acknowledges your presence even if he’s not directly speaking to you.

Grabs your jaw to kiss you. Once your lips connect, Toji trails his hand down to your waist to pull your body closer.

If no seats available, Toji pats his thigh to tell you to sit on his lap. When you sit on his thigh, Toji wraps his hand around your waist.

Acts of Service:

You’ll often treat each other’s injuries. Toji will gladly pull out the rubbing alcohol and treat your scrapes and scars.

Makes your coffee or tea perfectly without instructions.

ALWAYS takes out the trash because you h a t e doing it. However, don’t worry - You’ll never touch another trash bag if Toji is around.

Small Public Displays of Affection:

CONSTANTLY holds you hand in public.

When Toji doesn’t have your fingers laced together, his hand rests in the small of your back.

Wipes away the stray eyelashes on the apples of your cheeks.

If your short: Toji has a tendency to rest his chin on top of your head.

A.T.T.E.N.T.I.O.N. W.H.O.R.E. If Toji is convinced that you aren’t providing him with enough attention, he lightly grabs your chin and forces you to look him in the eyes.

“Hey, I’m talking to you.”

Netflix and Chill is an actual thing in your marriage:

Toji will open Netflix on the Apple Television and place a soft pillow in the corner of the couch. He leans back on the pillow and spreads his legs inviting you to sit between them. Once you settled your back to his tough chest, Toji leans into your ear to whisper, “What would you like to watch, baby?”

Has a t e r r i b l e habit of not paying attention during A.N.Y. movie. In an attempt to capture your attention, Toji will start to play with your hair or gentle rub your arms or waist.

Not only does Toji enjoy spending time inside of your home together, but he LOVES to go out - especially to nightclubs.

Before leaving the house, Toji will stare at your short dress and smile. Not only are you absolutely irresistible, but you’re the most beautiful woman he ever laid eyes on.

“You look stunning, baby. I’m one lucky man.”

Once you arrive at the nightclub, Toji’s eyes never wander at the women dancing on poles or the strippers delivering alcoholic beverages. He o n l y looks at you.

Toji’s hands never leave your body because other men notice you; including his childhood friends who are waiting for Toji to arrive. Once the four see you, they get excited:

“_______, baby!” Gojo winks hugging your figure as Toji intensely watches his hand placement. He needs to assure that Gojo’s hand doesn’t stray any farther than your lower back.

“Well, if it isn’t the most gorgeous woman on the planet.” Geto smirks giving you a drink.

“______,” Nanami politely addresses. Toji can’t help but notice Kento’s eyes running over your body in your tight dress.

“I can’t help but think you wore that dress for me, love.” Sukuna jokes kissing your cheek.

“Watch it,” Toji threatens. Too far, Sukuna...

Though Toji appears tough, he can be extremely romantic:

Purchases the biggest bouquet of flowers every year on your birthday and Valentine’s Day.

When Toji sees something you would enjoy, he purchases it without hesitation. He will even wrap it (he��s God awful at wrapping gifts), and stick a bow on it...

Was the first to say, “I love you.”

On your one-year anniversary, Toji saved up enough money (a miracle) to treat you to a five-star restaurant. During desert, Toji appeared extremely nervous. You noticed he couldn’t look you in the eye and he wouldn’t stop fiddling with the napkin.

As you questioned, “Toji, is something wro-” he interrupted you...

“I love you, ______.”

After years of marriage, Toji still tell you he loves you every night he wraps his arms around you in bed. Before falling in a deep slumber, you’ll hear Toji whisper, “Goodnight, baby. I love you with everything I have.”

NSFW

Excuse my excitement; I have been waiting to write Toji’s NSFW section for a LONG LONG time.

Keeping up with Toji Fushiguro’s sex drive should be considered a full-time career.

Please, understand that Toji NEEDS relief at least two times a day.

Wither it be your mouth swallowing his thick cock for nearly a half-hour or your pussy taking every inch of his cock - doesn’t matter. Toji needs to be taken care of.

H.A.R.D. D.O.M. Please do not expect Toji to be gentle unless that is HIS intention.

Let's address the obvious: “DADDY.”

The first time you uttered “daddy” occurred inside Nanami’s guest bathroom during a barbecue for Yuji and Megumi’s graduation. Hungry for a taste of you, Toji quicky began removing your articles of clothing. Toji remembers himself demanding, “Tell me what you need me to do to you.” Filled with need, you responded without thinking, “Please touch me, Daddy.” You saw Toji’s eyes widen as his movements stopped.

Worried you made a mistake, you receded from his large figure only to be pulled back. Within seconds you noticed your lace underwear has been shredded within seconds.

“Say it again, baby.”

Toji LOVES when you b e g.

After your third orgasm, say “Please, make me cum again.” He responds, “As you wish, baby.”

A.D.O.R.E.S. your B.L.O.W.J.O.B.S:

You’re the only woman that can fit Toji’s cock down your throat. He’s never felt more satisfied when your lips reach the base of his pelvis as your throat clenches around his dick.

His fingers a l w a y s find refuge in your hair as he guides your mouth to fulfill his needs.

Developed a regular tendency to slap his cock on your cheeks or drench your lips with pre-cum before you insert his dick in your mouth.

Don’t worry, if you have a gag reflex - Toji will fix that quick...

Get this shit: Toji does eat you out frequently; however, overtime it becomes a form of punishment. he O.V.E.R.S.T.I.M.U.L.A.T.E.S. your pussy until you’re screaming, “please, stop.”

Sure, the first round felt indescribable. The second was soothing. The third you squirted. The fourth you're begging Toji to start fucking you instead of eating your pussy.

“No, baby. Take your punishment like the cock-hungry whore you fucking are.”

Easily tosses your body on his shoulders to bury his face in your pussy.

Fingers your pussy under the dining table when you’re having dinner with your friends or family. Do you know how hard it is to keep silent when Toji has three fingers buried in your cunt?

Sit on his face:

Don’t get your hopes up - Just because you’re above Toji does not mean you’re in control.

Toji’s large hands slam down on your asscheeks as he orders, “Don’t fucking move.”

TEMPERATURE PLAY

Toji watches your reactions intensely as he trails an ice cube around your nipple. Moments later, the ice cube is slipped inside of your pussy.

Enjoys when his friends talk about fucking you:

Nothing satisfies Toji more than Gojo fantasizing about slipping himself in your pussy. During a friendly dinner, Gojo will say, “Toji, I need to fuck your wife for just one night. I would pay any amount of money.” Despite Toji’s love of value; he declines. “Sorry, I’m in love with that pussy. No one is burying their cock in her besides me.”

Caught Nanami masturbating to your pictures. Toji continuously teases him about it each time he sees Nanami. “Hey, buzzkill; calm down. Need more photos of my wife to do that?”

Before we get to the intense parts - Wait until you hear the size of this man: ᴴᵉ ᶦˢ ᵗᵉⁿ ᶦⁿᶜʰᵉˢ and thick.

Let’s continue:

When you first had sex with Toji, you remember staring at his cock muttering, “I’m going to die.” His cock could have split your body in half.

Each time you have sex, Toji forgets that you need time to adjust to his intense size. Instead, he’s driven by the pleasureful feeling of your walls squeezing around his cock.

S.T.O.M.A.C.H. B.U.L.G.E.S.

Toji l.o.v.e.s. the sight of your stomach lifting when he’s fully buried inside of you.

“You’re doing so good, baby. Take my cock just like that.”

LOVES tossing you under his huge body and wrapping his hand around your throat as he’s slamming inside of you.

Toji likes thrusting at a fast pace; however, he thoroughly enjoys slamming into your body at a slow but EXTREMELY DEEP pace.

a.d.o.r.e.s the image of your eyes rolling to the back of your head when he removes himself from your needy cunt only to slam right back into you.

BIRTHDAY SEX

If you already believe you’re spoiled enough; think again. You get a n y t h i n g you desire on your birthday.

“Tell me what you want; I’m here to please you, baby. I can bury my fingers in your cunt or fuck you beyond words. Just speak.”

Remember how you both enjoy going to nightclubs? Well, Toji’s favorite activity to do there is sneaking you into the men’s bathroom to fuck you on the sink.

As other men come into the bathroom, they can’t help but stare at your pussy leaking cum on Toji’s massive cock.

Toji l.o.v.e.s. looking at their reactions knowing these men will never touch you like he is. Toji even allows them to masturbate as they watch you get railed on the counter, but they can’t touch you.

“Look, these men are watching you act like the fucking slut you are for me.” As you look over to see how many people are watching, Toji grabs your face directing your attention back to him.

“Watch me; no one else.”

Respond with, “Yes, daddy.”

Big fan of Cockwarming:

If you’re wearing a skirt, Toji will sit you in his lap if he’s with his friends. When you sit on his lap, he secretly pulls his cock out of his jeans to slip it inside of your pussy.

Continues to act casual like nothing is occurring under your clothing...

If Toji sees you’re working hard, he won’t hesitate to reward you:

Someone needs to write a smut on this (maybe me), but Toji Fushiguro x CEO Reader:

Everyone hired at your company already acknowledges your husband, Toji Fushiguro, each time he enters your company. However, your new personal assistant, who is utterly in love with you, fails to recognize your husband when he’s sitting beside him in a meeting.

When you’re presenting a groundbreaking idea to your shareholders, the new assistant leans over to Toji whispering, “I’m in love with this woman. I think she’s so smart and utterly stunning. I would give anything to bring her home.” Toji chuckles to himself.

“Really?” The clueless man nodded. “She’s the woman of my dreams.” “I heard she’s married.” “What a lucky bastard. I need this woman.”

“Yeah, she’s the woman of my dreams too. She got a phenomenal pussy as well.”

The assistant’s eyes widened as he turns to the large dark-haired man. Toji smirks realizing the assistant figured it out.

“Please don’t tell me you’re Mr. Fushiguro.” “Nice to meet you.”

Purposely leaves your office door unlocked:

Later that day, the depressed personal assistant passes your door only to overhear moaning and groaning. Worried, he slams open the door to see your naked body bent over your glass desk. Behind you, the man he sat next to slams into you; shirtless, pants pooling at his ankles. Slowly you look up to meet the assistant’s eyes.

“Toji, please stop; not in front of him.” You moan. Truthfully, you didn’t want your husband to stop, especially this close to your climax.

Toji laughs and slams into your cunt harder causing you to moan his name followed by, “Oh, God.” He speaks, “No, baby. Let him watch as you get fucked by your husband like the tramp you are.”

Please tell me if you want this smut. I’ll write it without hesitation.

When Toji is close to cumming, his loses his rhythm. He starts thrusting inside of you quickly until he stops to bury himself deep inside of you.

BREEDING KINK: Toji’s favorite position is the m a t i n g p r e s s.

Before emptying his load inside of you, Toji will ask, “Ready to take Daddy’s cum?”

This man is L.O.A.D.E.D: There was never a night that you didn’t feel as if you weren’t pumped full of Toji’s cum.

Enjoys pulling his cock out of your pussy to watch the mixture of cum drip out of you.

“Fuck, baby.” Toji mutters as he thrusts the white substance back inside you.

Aftercare is STUNNING.

You can n e v e r walk after sex with Toji. Thus, he always runs you a bubble bath with the jets on. First, he places your tired body in the bathtub and gets in behind you to clean your body.

When Toji sees a new mark he created on your body he slowly kisses it saying, “You look so beautiful covered in MY hickeys.”

Will coat his hands with soap and slowly run his hands over your nipples and trace your pussy lips.

“You did so well for daddy, baby. No one can pleasure me like you.”

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✩ — ANGELS SHOULD NEVER FALL THIS FAR FROM HEAVEN ⁀➷ everyone believes satoru gojo to be an angel. your mother considers her new son to be a blessing, even if he’s bratty and spoiled. but never once did think teasing him would make your step-brother to act on such ungodly desires. (3.2K)

warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact ! nsfw, smut, pwp, college!au, religious imagery, step-cest, groping, fingering, ‘just the tip’, exhibitionism, clothed sex, male masturbation, slight degradation, bratty behaviour, use of oneesan, unprotected sex, ruined orgasms, cumplay, fem!reader, step-bro!gojo.

things to note. lol sorry it’s been a while !! trying a new layout also posting this into the void while i work on kinktober eee !! idk i’ve had a rough time trying to write a one shot so im glad i could make this !! special thanks to @kishibye for beta reading. i hope you enjoy this bestie boos ily <3

“what are you doing?” there’s a sharp edge to the tone of satoru’s voice, splayed across his tongue that holds back a stream of curses. his eyes speak fury in their piping hot flames of wild cerulean as he watches you enter the kitchen and shoot straight for the snack cupboard.

you can feel the weight of his gaze as it crosses the slopes of your body, from the back of your head, twirling around your curves before ultimately falling to your behind.

playing innocent, you stand on your tip toes and grasp at the bag of chips you’re after. the ones on the top shelf. “whaddya mean ‘what am i doing’?”

“what do you mean what do i mean?” your step brother retorts childishly, as if you’re two kids fighting on a playground at recess.

you click your tongue and pay him no mind. “don’t be such a baby, satoru,” you wave a hand in his face in a haughty manner. “use your big boy words.”

gojo suppresses a whine when your shirt rides up and reveals your skin to gorgeous eyes. he lets it gargle around in his throat like the sting of cool mouthwash, before striding over to you — grabbing the chips and slamming the cupboard shut so hard it makes you jump.

“you can’t just walk around dressed like that.”

he gestures to your get up — the clothes you wear when nobody’s home. your sapphire silly and scallop-edged panties, your old and ratty band t-shirt haphazardly thrown on.

“why?” you turn around to come face to face with your younger (step)brother, noting the way his stare hones in on the plush meat of your thighs as you squish them together — leaning back against the kitchen counter.

“my friends are coming over.”

“so, what’s the big deal?” there’s something about pissing gojo off that entertains you. he’s a brat by all means, raised with a silver spoon in his mouth and daddy’s dollars tucked into his pockets. whenever there’s a problem, all it takes is a classic ‘toru temper tantrum and your parents are on the scene to fix things for him. he’ll never know the hardships of being raised by a single mother, always having a little less than most. he walks around in his own little bubble of riches - and you can’t help but want to pop it. “shoko thinks i’m cool and geto will probably jack off to me later. it’s whatever.”

“but it’s not whatever,” you can practically see satoru fight the urge to stomp his foot like a petulant child — even going as far to have the audacity to pout down at you. “you’ll just embarrass me. so do us both a favour and put some clothes on, nobody wants to see all that ‘round the house.”

“do you own this house?”

“no but i-“

“but your daddy does. and daddy isn’t here! so shut up, satoru!” jabbing a finger into his chest, you smile up at your not-so-little little step-brother, evilly. “i make the rules.”

“oh fuck you. all you do is mooch off of my dad, princess. you wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for your mom whoring it out for him.” he sneers in response, upper lip curling into a distasteful snarl like a dog with a stranger on its territory. his words, though cruel and foul, are far from the truth and you know that he doesn’t mean it. satoru is a brat that throws acid laced words at anyone who gets in his way — yourself included.

even though you agree that your parents tied the knot all too fast — barely giving the two of you a chance to get to know each other as siblings. they were in love and far too happy for the rivalry between their children to get in the way. you know that the fact pissed gojo off to no end, he hated how your mother doted on him and how he’d always needed to fight for his father’s attention. now it certainly wasn’t ever going to be on him. but the two women in his house instead.

your poor, spoiled, baby brother.

however, you won’t let his words and how he projects onto you, hurt you. “whoops! looks like i dropped my will to give a fuck!” whilst pretending to drop your snack, you bend over in front of him to reveal inches of beauty marked and blemished flesh, drawing hungry seafoam eyes to the bounce of showing your ass — testing your little step brother. “i don’t care satoru, i’m older.”

satoru’s mouth snaps shut after moments of wordlessly opening and closing. he stands frozen on the spot, as if he can’t seem to process the very idea that his older step-sister had just flashed him to prove a point.

but just when you think you’ve won, the silver-haired brat is pressed right up behind you, forcing your body to bend over the cold marble counter that instantly has your nipples hardening against the icy surface. heat rushes to your face, blossoming just under the barrier of your skin as his hard on nestles it’s way between your ass cheeks — a symphony of your surprised squeaks echoing through the modern kitchen.

“hey! what the hell do you think you’re doing?”

instead of responding, he pushes your head down against the counter — circling his increasingly wet erection against your behind, manhandling the globes of flesh back onto his dick. “not so fun, is it.” he coos down at you, voice chilly and full of condescending highs and lows. “yanno…you’re awfully mean to me.”

saliva pools on your tongue, weighing it down in your mouth like a paperweight as satoru’s girth slips downwards, seedy tip brushing over panty clad and your swollen clit. “aren’t oneesan’s s’pposed to take care of their baby brothers?” his breath is hot and ragged against your ear as gojo haunches over you, caging you in like a wild animal as you thrash and writhe under his touch.

you can’t even bring yourself to feel an ounce of shame when gojo’s left hand dances between your tangled limbs and slips past the frilly band of your underwear — ghosting over the throbbing pearl laying between your sticky pussy lips. “step…step brother!” you whinge at the tingle of pleasure that blooms in your lower tummy and spreads like angel wings throughout the rest of your body.

satoru takes turns playing with you, alternating between his nimble, skilled fingers and his seedy girth that smears precum all over your inner thighs and panties. “like that even fuckin’ matters.” he laughs, twisted and proud. “could you get off like this? yeah i think you could…. you’re already so wet. just from grinding on your little brother’s cock.”

your legs grow shaky at his ministrations, beads of your juices oozing from your empty entrance to stain the man’s sweats, slicking him up as if it’s a signature of your claim. “‘toru!” you gasp, eyes rolling back into the depth of your skull. “m-more.”

“look at how fast you fold for me…” he pushes up your shirt so that the fabric pools around your waist — pawing at the fat there, massaging your hips softly as if he isn’t violently, cruelly rubbing one out on your achey pussy. “i don’t think you’re in a position to ask me for more, big sis.” satoru taunts, a heavy hand coming down on the bare skin of your ass, leaving a raw handprint in its place. “such a nasty slut, i bet you’d let me fuck you like this too. out in the open, where anyone could catch us.”

you yelp in surprise at the feeling of gojo’s messy, cream coated cockhead nudge at your entrance from over your panties — a slender finger pulling the soaked material to the side so he can fuck you with his tip. “oh, i bet you’d like that, huh baby?” he continues to purr, jutting his hips forward ever so slightly — feeding your greedy cunt a few more inches of him. satoru’s barely sheathed inside of you, but you’re already stretching deliciously around what he’s given you. he’s fat, girthy just as he is long and his mushroom tip drags along sensitive spots in your walls you didn’t even know you had.

he hasn’t even fucked you properly yet.

you sob, wail and writhe on your little step brother’s cock, nails clawing at the marble counter while your breath escapes you. “satoru, please fuck me. ‘m sorry… sorry—!”

“shh big sis, you’re being too loud,” he cups a hand over your mouth. gojo eases two digits past your plump lips to pacify your cries as he shallowly pumps his wet cock into the heat of your sex — gritting his teeth to hide his own moans. “we…fuck, you’re tight as shit… we wouldn’t want my friends to know that you dress like a slut for my cock, would we?”

you shake your head with a muffled moan, suckling the taste of yourself from gojo’s fingers and breathing heavily through your nose. “no, we wouldn’t. that’s right. good girl, oh shit.”

satoru laughs, a little cocky and a little drawn out in a long, whiny whimper over the wet slap of the backs of your thighs in the front of his own. but he trembles from behind you, like his legs are about to give out every time your creamy cunt sucks a little more of him in. it’s a miracle he’s managed to hold you both up.

guilt wracks your body intertwining with the red blood cells coursing through your veins and carrying limited oxygen to your brain — your head practically empty at how your little brother ruins you on half of his fat cock. this isn’t right, this is completely wrong and yet you feel yourself coming undone — weak in the knees and shaky in your lips, the dam in your lower tummy threatening to burst at any second and flood the room in an erotic river of your arousal.

pushing your head off of the counter, you lean into satoru, throwing your ass back onto him in rhythm with the harshness of his thrusts. everything is hotter, heavier and you can’t even think about how much of a bad step-sister you are when he’s dominating your body like this. the silky locks of satoru’s silvering hair press against your shoulder and he wraps a fist in the fabric of your shirt to pull you further back onto his cock.

“‘m gonna c-cum, oh god!” you squeal, flinching as your juices crudely slap against the kitchen floor. “i’m so close!”

he pants into your ear like a desperate dog, fully wrapping himself around you and trapping you against the counter so that you have nowhere to go except towards your high. “yeah?” gojo breathes heatedly, temperate breath cascading over the back of your neck and only adding fuel to your fire of desire. “i can tell, you get like this. all needy ‘n cute when you’re about to cum.”

his words have you clenching around his bulbous tip every time it pushes up against the pleasure spots you didn’t even know you had — your arousal catching in the pretty blue veins that spiral around the length of gojo’s shaft. “you don’t think i can’t hear you, big sis? late at night when you think everyone’s sleepin’….” his whistle tone moans are quickly replaced by deep growls and grunts that only just manage to escape from between the gritted rows of your step brother’s pearly whites. “when you stuff those tiny fingers into that tight little hole and—“

he reaches down between your mess of slick soaked limbs to land a harsh smack against your quivering pussy, sending the foamy ring of white where your bodies join flying about the place. “—and make yourself cum to the thought of me?” he continues, breathing ragged and laughing at you again when you cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure.

“s-satoru!”

he soothes you with quick circles over your swollen clit and kisses to your shoulder — being careful not to leave marks. “oh did that hurt, baby? am i the mean one now?” licking a stripe up the side of your face and tasting the sweat on your glistening skin, satoru rambles on — filling you up with praises and copious amounts of precum. “you know i—fuck— you know i love you. my precious big sister, so fucking good to me. let’s make you cum, yeah?”

you’re allowed to rut back on him for a little longer, since he loves the sound of his name whirling around messily on your tongue, all high-pitched and sugar coated for him. if only you knew how badly he’d wanted you, how pissed he was when his father went on to marry your mother. gojo has wanted you since the very first night you met — his every waking thought has been carefully carved to lust after you, think of your eyes, your smile, your lips. fuck, everything about you has satoru under some kind of spell.

“r-right there. right there, t-there!” you chant the words like they’re the a prayer, as if they’re the only ones you know, allowing satoru to throw you through the loop of pleasure until you’re too far gone to stay on the ride.

angling his slender hips upwards, his cockhead bares down on the gummy centre of your g-spot just has he buries himself inside of you — right up to the hilt. “h-here? this where you want me, big sis?” gojo’s amused gasp turns into a coo when you let out a meek hum of agreement, babling wild nonsense and drooling into the counter you’re pressed against. “mmhm, got you creamin’ around me already. so cute, so good when you listen. when you’re a good t’me, oneesan.”

the honorific alone has your mouth running dry as if it’s been stuffed with cotton. though the syrupy pap, pap, pap of your sex says otherwise. it tells the truth of your sin.

and the thing that you don’t know about satoru is that he loves to give, feeding pieces of himself to you as he fucks you wild in the middle of your family kitchen. he wants you to have all of him, every corner and inch of his body just like he dreamed about. he knows it’s forbidden and that it’s wrong, but he can’t help but relish in the feeling of your pretty pussy sucking him in so selfishly, greedily clamping down on his thick base.

he would give you anything. anything you wanted and asked for if you’d let him. his hands slip from your waist to intertwine with yours splayed out on the cool marble surface, using his last spurts of energy to drag you towards your orgasm and the deep depths of sinner’s paradise.

“fuck me, fuck me, baby.” he growls possessively against the shell of your ear. “let go for me. lemme see how much you love your little brother—“

the crescendo of your pleasure is at an all time high, about to come crashing down on you like a tonne of heavy bricks.

that is until the door bell rings, accompanied by the sound of geto’s voice from the outside of the house. “yoo, satoru! open up!”

you’d think that you’d have been good enough for your little step-brother to keep going — to push onwards and let you cream all over him before he went to attend to his silly little friends. but he flips the script, pulling out of you just as you teeter over the edge to ruin your orgasm.

“no, no, please!” you sniffle, teary eyed with dissatisfaction sitting in your lower belly — the need to cum still there but the feeling of emptiness within your dripping walls taking over. “satoru…” you whine.

when you look behind you, he’s too busy finishing himself off — his black shirt between his teeth, sweats hanging low on his waist while gojo palms his hard and heavy cock as he pleases.

it’s coated in your arousal, shining under the artificial lighting in the kitchen and you watch with a pout as gojo jacks himself off to the view of your ruined cunt. he thumbs the seedy slit at the centre of his bright red tip, hissing through the sensitivity. he’s a picture perfect vision, appearing as an angel before your very eyes. a mop of halo white hair flop backwards with satoru’s head, rich sapphire eyes locked behind fluttering lashes that glisten with pearls of pleasure filled tears.

you know not to be mistaken, you know that satoru is more like an incubus than the heavenly being he presents as. the parts of your brain with better judgement see him as the sinner who made you fall from grace, committing such a heinous act. the desperate side of you with a brain full of lust and smoke screens sees your step-brother as a god who controls all of your desires.

you think you prefer that side of you more.

meanwhile, a drop of sweat runs a track down the length of satoru’s neck, catching on the curve of his Adam’s apple as he swallows down his euphoric laments. you find yourself jealous that his own fingers are wrapped around his sloppy dick instead of drawing shapes against your aching clit. you envy how good it must feel for satoru when he finally cums. ropes of thick white sling around his knuckles, much paler in contrast to his pearlescent skin tone.

a deep, gravelly moan erupts from his hot mouth like lava, accompanied by curses and the stuttered syllables you recognise to be your name while he finishes himself off. gojo jerks his sensitive cock over your ass to paint you with the last spurts of his release. it’s a claim on you as your step-brother, a way in which he can show you that he always gets his way no matter what.

whilst still recovering, your step-brother drags a slender finger through the puddle of cum he’s left on you, and drags it down to your stretched little hole before pushing it against your overstimulated clit. “hmm, so pretty.” gojo grins, slow and sly, when you twitch and attempt to jolt away from him. then unexpectedly, he lands a hard smack against your bum — revelling in your sweet cry of pleasure, impatience and pain. “go put somethin’ on, will ya, sis? my friends are still waiting outside.”

“i…i hate you.” you whimper shakily, brain frazzled from the situation.

satoru might be a spoiled brat, but he’s not mean enough to leave you here a shaky, dripping mess so he helps you to your feet — tenderly fixing the hem of your shirt and panties back into place (failing to wipe his cum off of you beforehand). you’re still pouting from your ruined orgasm once he’s done, and he nudges the underside of your chin with a singular knuckle.

“don’t worry big sis, i’ll come take care of you later. maybe i’ll even let geto watch since you love prancing around half naked for him too.” he teases, squishing your cheeks as you try to swat at him. “and you don’t hate me, you love me and this cock. clearly.” gojo sings and sends a cheeky wink in your before prancing away to open the door for his friends.

he pulls his pants up as he goes, not minding the wet patch you’ve left on him.

whereas, you scurry up to your room before they can greet you and gojo tells them that you’re feeling unwell.

that day, you learn two valuable lessons:

one — never mess with a spoiled brat, it’ll never end well for you and gojo will always get what he wants no matter who pays the bills.

two — geto really does like to jerk off to you, even more so when he watches his best friend punishes his older step-sister with enough orgasms to make her forget why she was in trouble with satoru in the first place.

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angelltheninth · 6 months

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Sexy Cult Leader Sukuna + Public Oral

Pairing: Ryomen Sukuna x Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, public blowjobs, control kink, kind of free use, coming untouched

A/N: I watched a cult movie last night and now here we are. Obviously please don't fall into a real one, that shits scary as fuck.

Cult leader!Sukuna would make you suck his cock during meetings with other members. It wouldn't even be under the table, he'd have his legs spread open for you, your head kept close by his hand. It's most definitely a power flex, to show everyone how much control he has over his woman.

Cult leader!Sukuna never wants another person to look upon you naked even while you're sucking his cock for all to see. They can only see what he allows them to see, his good bitch who can't wait for him to finish his duties, one who has to have his cock now and he, like the demon god he is, allows it because he's so generous to his followers.

Cult leader!Sukuna doesn't let out a single moan as you deepthroat him, only little hums to let you know he's enjoying it. Because a lot of members are also women he knows they're watching too, wishing they could be in your place, ready to do anything, to pledge their loyalty to him. But they can never take your place, never.

Cult leader!Sukuna pulls you off his cock when he comes and shows your face to everyone, your mouth hanging open as his cum drips out. You can see how horny everyone is, barely even talking anymore, all those hard cock wanting to do the same to you. As if it would ever be allowed. You may think about it for a brief moment but in the end you will always go back him, sucking his cock again.

Cult leader!Sukuna loves to see the wonder on that new recruits face when you choke on his length, he can see the exact moment the switch happens and they want to join, only to have a piece of that pleasure. He tells them not to move an inch, to do nothing but watch, to come without touch. If they can do so then he will consider them worthy.

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s-sugumin · 2 years

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i feel like Gojo will break like a fragile piece of glasswork. like he only puts up a façade, a mask that not everyone can see through. but oh you- oh man. you can see straight through him. practically reading him like a book left open on a desk. clear visible pages.

// nsfw/suggestive under the cut dears, this is your only warning. // has dom!male reader, mentions of brat calling, overstimulation, tiny mention of edging. // i don't really do thirsts or anything nsfw so im not used to some terms- but uh... - khai

knowing a lot of details about your boyfriend who acts so tough when he really can break. and bend in bed that is. so flexible.

knowing his weaknesses, his flaws that you praise in whispers while fucking him, lullabies against his ears. it always makes Gojo feel chills along his spine despite being in such a intimate, hot moment.

knowing this. really makes you test him. how far can he go being obstinate. so stubborn as he babbles denies of your accusations. along the lines of calling him a brat, such a child to act like that towards someone like you. simply putting him in his place.

but this makes you test how long he can last. even if it means to overwhelm his senses. changing your paces of your thrusts while touching his cock. softly biting his sensitive spots to feel him jolt around you. hands traveling around his body, caressing Gojo's figure before speeding your movement to meet your own orgasm as you could feel the man below you get closer to his.

will you let him finish? or will you just watch him squirm and plea for you to have his satisfaction of release?

#s-sugumin #s-sugu.thirsts #jjk x male reader #jujutsu kaisen x male reader #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #gojo satoru smut #gojo x male reader #gojo satoru x male reader #x male reader #jjk thirsts #jujutsu kaisen thirst #jjk thirst

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suguru-getos · 6 months

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୨・┈﹕✦﹕ Kinktober Day 22﹕✦﹕┈・୧

-> Event Masterlist

Gojo Satoru x F!Reader -> Daddy Kink

A/N: I am fucking screaming I dunno why I made this soo fluffy!!! *Pulls all my hair out* 🥹😩😩 I love this man I love this man I LOVE THIS MAN!! 🦋🩵🩵

Summary: Good ol’ waking next to Satoru over the weekend & him being obsessed with making love to you & him being obsessed with you <3

Warnings: Reader addresses him as ‘Daddy’, he also uses third person pronouns, nipple-play, missonary, breeding undertones, FLUFF!

The calm undertones of the weekend laid down your anxieties and your everyday hustle and bustle into slumber. Oh how good it feels to sleep in, to have your titan personified husband wrap his bounder like leg around you, rendering you immobile. You couldn’t possibly budge with the way Satoru’s hands are wrapped below your breasts and how he’s snuggling to his little spoon — you.

You, however, have other plans. You’re tired of sleeping in now, body demanding some movement & in an eager brawl to freshen up. Satoru seems still peacefully lulled by slumber. You’d almost feel bad waking him up… but, hey! You want to pee!

“Satoru! Good morning.” You started slow, leaning in against him, kissing his forehead, kissing his cheek. “Good morning, Daddy.” You repeated, and your ethereal, god-alike looking & power holding man stirred, brows furrowed. “Mm, morning Little one.” He cooes, pulling you closer & plush against his chest. Oh he smells divine—

“Let me go.” You chuckled, biting your lip and ruffling his hair. “Gotta freshen up, then I promise I’d be back.” You baited him, while he only responded with a groan, not in any mood of letting you go.

“Satoru, I want to leave I need to freh-shen up.” You cackled when he leaned in even more, oh if he could he’d possibly get physically under your skin. Satoru Gojo is the God of clinginess. After a few minutes of you pleading, playfully threatening & begging again… he let you go.

You didn’t take much time, but when you returned, there was your favorite iced-coffee placed on the bedside table. Satoru dressed in his grey joggers, shirtless, and also looking awake. “Good morning Princess.” He beamed with a tender smile.

Strides covering the distance between you two, he pulled you closer by your wrist, letting you collide against his muscular chest, leaning in adorably so — thanks to the height difference and kissing you softly. His lips wrapped around yours, a relaxed, tranquil humming echoing in the room.

When your lips parted, a string of saliva connecting them, Satoru leaned in, whispering. “How about some good ol’ morning sex?” You blinked, biting your lip at the bombshell of the offer. “Mhm,” you hummed your approval, and Satoru happily grinned, mirroring a small kid when given his favorite candy.

His hand wrapped around your throat, pressing the sides of it carefully, just enough to make you a little dizzy from the stopped blood flow. “Good girl, good little girl.” He praised, letting you lay down on the plush mattress on your back. Satoru was tender to you, both verbally and physically. However, not to your clothes. The sound of fabric ripping greeted your ears, impatience— after all.

You palmed his crotch, looking at him doe-eyed. “I love you, Daddy.”

“Gosh I love you too, Princess.” He blushes like a highschooler, leaning in and suckling onto your nipples, perking them up, while the other one was given attention by his hands.

You gasped, once the touch was registered by your body, the familiar touch of your lover seeping right through your core. “Mm…” you hummed, whimpering out and grinding against him for more.

“Such a greedy, greedy little girl.” Satoru teased, while you responded with batted lashes. “All for you Daddy.”

His fingers dipped into your inviting cunt; the ache soothing into pleasure when he began moving, giving your breasts much needed love. A little aggressive sometimes as he laid hickeys onto your under boob. “Mine, all mine.” A carnal groan reminded you of the intensity of his feelings, while you nodded. “All yours, always.” You soothed his rising catastrophe of claiming you.

“I want you, so bad!” You whimpered in need, clamping around his fingers. Satoru smiled, nodding. “Of course Cupcake, I belong to you and I’m gonna give it to you.” Satoru hummed, as if you also, owned him in the same animalistic way he deems ownership over you. It was cathartic.

Spreading your pussy lips, feeling his cock-head and leaky tip mingle with your essence, Satoru thrusted himself inside you, groaning at the feeling of your juices lubricating his cock. “Such- a- warm cunt. Perfect for knocking you up.” Satoru’s words poured out absolute filth, and you whimpered at them.

His thrusts began, hands intertwined with yours, leaning in kissing your lips, kissing your collarbone, marking you with hickeys & watching you squirm under the pressure of his weight & his drilling into your perfect pussy.

“Ah- hmm. Gonna- cum.” You whimpered, moaning out and twitching inside. Satoru was close too, heavy panting echoing throughout the shared bedroom. “You better, cause Daddy’s close too.” Oh it drives you off the edge when he refers to himself in third-person. Satoru’s tactic of regressing you is referring to himself in third person— and it works brilliantly.

‘Let Daddy handle it.’

‘Oh no you’re too little to be doing that, let Daddy take care of that’

‘Do you think it’s fair to Daddy when you brat?’

‘Why do you think Daddy’s being mean?’

‘Daddy loves it Princess’

You tipped off the edge, wrecked and shaky like a dried leaf with your brutal orgasm, feeling the waves of pleasure through the very soles of your feet. Satoru’s thrusts were also sloppy, needy & eventually he was defeated by his own high, convulsing inside you & painting your warmth with his seed.

“Don’t let any of it escape or Daddy’ll be testy.” He raised a brow, leaning in and kissing your forehead deeply. You nodded like a bobble-head, too dumbed down by the orgasm & regressed in the safety of your lover.

“Good little Princess.”

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shiganshinaslut · 5 months

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18+||MINORS DNI

Hmm thinking abt Todo manhandling you and fucking you really roughly from behind but being weirdly nice and encouraging about it? He’s grabbing your hips with his huge hands & basically pulling your limp body around, n you’re just laying there n taking it, your body overwhelmed with pleasure. But he’s being so encouraging, sayin things like “I know you can take it, doin such a good job” all with a smile plastered on his face :(

#somethin about todos strength makes me go crazy :(#idk whats gotten into me bc I used to think todo was unsettling #todo smut #todo thirst #todo x reader #todo x reader smut #todo aoi #jjk thirst #jjk smut #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen thirst #jujutsu kaisen smut #todo aoi x reader

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kanekisfavoritegf · 1 year

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Birthday Boy

IT IS MY HUSBANDS BIRTHDAY WISH HIM A HAPPY DAY🤭

unedited

Warnings: Smut, Riding, overstimulation, dacryphilia, unprotected sex, dumbification, edging, ab riding

His mind was gone. His brain was filled with nothing but the idea of cumming in you again and again. Gojo’s uncontrollable whines filled your ears and your shared bedroom as you picked your hips up and dropped them down over and over, riding him to oblivion.

“Gojo, don’t tell me you are going to cum so soon?” You said, leaning down into his collarbone, giving his neck a small bite before continuing to fuck down on him. You only got a whined response out of him as his chest heaved up and down and sweat coated his tone body.

“Who knew the birthday boy could be such a needy slut?” you chuckled. Whether it was your words or your movements, it didn’t matter. Gojo came inside you with a loud and violent moan. His body kept twitching over and over, and his body fell limp.

“Thank you.” he’d whisper out again and again.

“What number was that, Satoru? Eight or nine? I lost count after number five when you started shooting blanks.” You smiled down at him.

“Ten. It was ten,” he said, as his body and mind tried to sync up with one another.

Slowly you pulled your body off of his and layer on his stomach right abound hive V-line. You began to rock your hips over his abs as his cum dripped down from out of you and painted his skin, making it easier to rock onto him and pleasure yourself.

Gojo was too blissed out to care what you did at this point. He was slowly calming down, still drooling a little into the pillow. His eyes were a little red from his overstimulated crying after orgasm number three. Where you edged him for a half hour or so before letting him cum.

“You did so good for me, Sato.” You kissed his forehead gently before raising your hips and settling yourself on his length once more. A strangled moan and a few mumbles of “too much” left your boyfriends mouth.

“Only a little over a dozen more orgasms till we hit your age. You can hold out until then. Right baby?”

He nodded slowly before letting his eyes roll back, releasing the most beautiful-sounding moans to grace your ears.

“What a pretty birthday boy you are.”

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chaibewriting · 2 years

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-> KITTY KAT! ft. alternative! tattooed! service top! choso x black! power bottom! reader

-> INSPIRED BY: kitty kat! by meg thee stallion.

-> NOTES: perfect song for my boy choso, and please do keep in mind that this is black! coded but can still be read if you desire, there’s no true specifications on skin color or hair type but i imagine a black! fem! reader in my mind. however, this could be for anyone, really.

-> WARNINGS: afab reader, she/her pronouns, adult content, overstimulation, choso is used like a f*ck doll, riding, crying, subby! behavior from choso, dry spells, unprotected sex, cervix fucking, pregnancy mention at the end

THAT gaze was intense. You couldn’t deny the immediate attraction you’d felt when you locked eyes with the man across the room. Dark orbs lingering over your figure with a hidden agenda behind them.

You took note of his appearance, silently observing him while chewing on your lip. His hairstyle sparked your fancy as well as the dark clothing he wore and the many fingers that decorated his slender fingers. You wondered what it would feel like to have the cold feeling of steel graze over your body, it was enough to make you stand up on your feet and begin approaching the man who’d been shamelessly ogling you from across the bar.

As you approached him, you nearly laughed at the sight of his eyes suddenly widening and his face burning just a slight bit on the peachy side. He can’t run away now, not with you actively pursuing him. The urge to ruin him was much too strong to ignore Surely, you’d have your way.

With each step, he seemed to shy away like an animal hiding away from a predator that held a hungered gaze. You weren’t that intimidating, were you?

When you finally stood in front of him, one hand on your hip with a raised eyebrow, you decided to make yourself comfortable, sitting beside him in an unoccupied spot in the booth he was in.

“Hm? Are you pretending that you weren’t just undressing me with your eyes a few seconds ago, pretty boy?” You asked, leaning back against the booth with a curious expression.

Clearing his throat, he sat up from his slumping position, the chains around his neck moving just a bit that to make some noise, “Mm… Never been called that before. I apologize if I made you uncomfortable or anything like that. I just couldn’t look away— you’re gorgeous.”

“Thanks, you’re not too bad yourself.~”

…

CHOSO cums too fast, it’s obvious now. He just can’t seem to help himself, somehow he ended up balls deep in you and the both of you had been going at it for a good few hours, at least that’s what he thought, you seemed to not have any sort of off-switch. He always thought he could control himself easily when it came to holding back but… that was before he met you. That was before he got to touch every inch of your body with the pads of his fingertips and watch you bounce so prettily on his cock while staring down at him like you were going to take everything from him. He hated to admit it but he was on the verge of passing out from sheer exhaustion, you’d milked him dry and at this point all that was coming out was dry spells.

You sat on top of him, rolling your hips around in a slow circle as you used him to fulfill your desires, your fingers interlocked with his as you had them pressed into his mattress. Oddly intimate for two strangers that had just met for a quick fuck but this was turning into much more than that and you were letting it happen.

Smiling down at him with those beautiful eyes, he couldn’t help the way his heart skipped a beat and the way his cock stirred inside of you. Did you really have that much of an effect on him? You had only just met a few hours away and he was already planning out your future together. How many kids he wanted with you. When he planned on meeting your parents. Where he’d take you out on your honeymoon. Whether or not he’d be wearing a tux or not at your wedding. He couldn’t even control the whines and moans that left his lips so shamelessly in a flow of notes, all varying on the scale. He didn’t even know he was capable of making such noises but here he was, groaning and whimpering as you treated him like your own personal toy.

“You alright, Choso?” You asked him, pulling him from his daze with the sound of your voice and a sudden snap of your hips that made the tip of his cock press against your cervix which made him whine out in surprise, hips jerking upwards as he thrusted up into you, serving as an answer, the sound of his panting soon gracing your ears. You don’t remember when either of you had exchanged names considering that you were so forward in letting each other know you were willing and ready but somehow, in the midst of getting from the bar to his bedroom, he had told you want it was in the spur of the moment. Well, at least you had something to moan.

You stared down at him now, fully observing the state he was in. The poor guy’s neatly done hair was all over the place, bangs sticking to his forehead, the bands in his hair snapped and left his dark locks down and splayed out in a fountain on the sheets, chains glued to his neck, there even appeared to be tears in his eyes. Even the tattoos that covered his neck and majority of his torso was drenched in sweat. Maybe you went a little overboard..?… Nah.

“Oho, is this becoming too much for you? Ugh, you’re so cute,” you compliment, feeling a sudden burst of energy, turning your rotations into bouncing. You couldn’t count the amount of times you’d done this or how you were even managing to hold on for so long. Maybe it’s because you just felt so excited about toying with this guy. Something about the slutty facial expressions he would make seemed to make your mind addicted and hazy. There was something so intoxicating about taking control of such a big scary man who exuded dominance but softness at the same time.

While you were having fun, milking the poor man beneath you of his non-existent kids, Choso was slowly starting to catch up onto your feelings towards him especially with the look you had been giving him. He didn’t know what it was about it but he felt like you were challenging him. Calling him weak without even saying it. It annoyed him. It confused him. It… aroused him.

So much to the point that something snapped as he took his hands from yours, replacing them to cup under your thighs and hold hem up, holding you up with ease as he pressed his feet flat onto his bed. The sudden take in control was surprising but you allowed him to do as he pleased, nearly folding in half when he’d began to fuck up into you without regards to your safety. The best he could manage was to tighten his grip onto your thighs to keep you from flying up into the ceiling with the powerful hit of his hips that would certainly leave your poor cervix aching. But don’t worry, he’s an expert at aftercare so even if you won’t be able to walk for a little while after he’s done with you he’ll treat you like a queen.

As he rutted into you from underneath he couldn’t help but to watch in amusement as a ring of white presented itself around the base of his cock, knowing all too well that it was a mixture of his essence as well as yours. That thought seemed to make him go even faster, where did this newfound energy even come from? It seemed that your enthusiasm had transferred from you to him and he had a new goal in mind. To impregnate you, a simple goal in his mind. Maybe it wasn’t the most… morally forward but that truly didn’t matter to him. It was your fault for telling him you didn’t want to use a condom anyways. Now you’d be stuck with him, consider it your own fault. Would you mind?

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