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curvykittyyssmutfics · 2 months

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Dating Both Boys (NSFW Alphabet)

A = Aftercare: The boys are very aware they both leave your whole body soiled and brain fucked so stupid that it's only fair to run you a nice warm bubble bath, help wash away their cum and soothe your sore overworked limbs. Sometimes you put the pussy on em so good that Satoru falls into a dreamlesss slumber soon as he nuts, snorin in your ear with his softening length still lodged deep inside you. But Suguru ain't the one. Holds his nose till he gasps dramatically, ice blue eyes shootin open. "Wake up idiot. Go get the bath ready for her."

B = Body Part (fave): "Mouth!" Suguru's cheeks heat when his answer spills from his lips before you can get the question out. "Sorry. Just really love kissin you." "Aw, how sweet Sugu!" "And.. Seein your plump lips all glossed up, slidin up and down my dick.. Shit really does somethin to me.." "Sugu! Tsk. Can tell Toru's been a bad influence on you." Now Satoru comes up with a different response everytime, filthy ass gropin wherever he can reach each time you bring the topic up to get a direct answer. "Baby, how can I choose? You're so fuckin perfect. There's no part of you that can't make me nut till I drop." You shake your head at the horny fuck. "Maybe I should ask your dick instead since you only think with him, fuckin THOT." "Touchè, baby. Touchè.."

C = Cum: Since your white haired sorcerer is nothin short of an absolute terrorizing menace, he finds satisfaction in blanketing your face with his cum whenever you allow it. Will really jerk his cock off all in your grill and cum a second time if he doesn't deem the first load big enough. "Hmm.. Think that's enough. Can barely open your eyes now, pretty mama. Let's go show Sugu!" For Suguru it's a tie between stuffin your throat or cunt. Loves when you stick your tongue out to show him the mess before swallowin your reward. Sometimes he's nice enough to let you decide. "Tell me ma, should I feed this mouth up here? Or do your pretty brown lips below wanna taste this nut?"

D = Dirty Secret: You stumble upon the skeleton in their closet one bright sunny afternoon comin home from class. You'd stayed later to have a word with Yaga, declining the boys offer to wait up. You're just not expectin to catch a savage Satoru brutally mounting Suguru doggystyle inna way that makes you 100% sure this ain't the first time. You stare wide eyed through the cracked bedroom door, hand clamped over your mouth, thighs pressing together as your pussy flutters to the sight. Both men on the bed facin you, gruntin and growlin like hungry predators. Satoru feels your presence but pretends otherwise. Disgusting filth drippin from his lips as he speeds the pace, smackin Suguru's flesh and yankin on his dark locks so hard that he cries out like a whore. You watch intently, stunned but so fuckin turned on. Sure they've touched each other in front of you, handjobs and such, but it had always seemed like they only engaged cause it turned you into a supersoaker. You ain't never seen no orgasmic shit like this. Gotta slide your fingers into your panties for some well needed relief, mentally smackin yourself when a small moan slips out. "Well, well, well.. Looks like we got an audience Sugu." Satoru finally acknowledges you, not bothering to slow his hips as he tugs Suguru from the pillows by his tangled hair. His dark eyes meet yours, tinted cheeks flushin an even brighter red as shame fills his core. It was an interesting fuckin evening for sure.

E = Experience: Satoru of course was a man whore before he convinced you to give him a shot. You assume he'll be quite versed in the art of all things sexual and for the most part, he is. Skilled and so quick to get excited when he sees how good you're feelin. But sometimes you need to readjust his fingers or hips to the correct angle, remind him not to rush cause none of you aren't goin anywhere. "There, Toruuu.. Right there but not so fast. Got all night- right Sugu?" As far as your other boyfriend was concerned, you hit the fuckin jackpot cause he was a virgin when you guys started dating. It really is a holy experience to be able to corrupt thee Suguru Geto. Though you feel bad when Satoru teases him on you bein the only pussy he's ever gotten. "Shut up Toru. Or I'll tie you up, not let you cum while you watch me drain Sugu's fat balls." Satoru smacks his lips and the back of Suguru's head in irritation. "See woman? You be choosin.."

F = Favorite Position: Satoru's breath catches in his throat, a glowing brightness fraying the edges of his vision the first time he gets you on all fours, baring witness to that almost back breakin arch. You're a godess to him, especially in this position- perfect round ass jiggling widly, smackin his pelvis in thundering claps. Sticky strings of your shared arousal connecting you both every time he pulls his hips back. Don't get him started on your reactions. Your feral as shit in this position. "Fuck, could you be any louder? Hm? No really baby, can you? Let's test it out." Suguru doesn't agree with Satoru on much but your ass is definitely just as hypnotizing to him. Though he prefers you in reverse cowgirl, smackin both hands down your dimpled cheeks till they burn more than your strained thighs. Even spreads them, smilin when you get all shy and flabbergasted as he stares longingly at your winking holes. Doesn't ever forget to make sure a mirrors nearby so he doesn't miss your tits matchin the rythym of your voluptuous hips. "Good God, y/nnn.. Killin me baby- oh fuck! Bouta cum!" "Nooo, only b-been a few minutes Suguuu!"

G = Goofy: The three of you've been together so long, bond so deeply rooted, they absolutely feel free to be carelessly humorous with you. Even in vulnerable moments. Satoru especially, lovin to put his mean dom twist on it. Mocks your strangled pleas and breathless cries of his name as he grins and wreaks havoc on your clit. Suguru is more reserved when he's inside you. Mostly waits for you to initiate; usually a dirty joke bout how big he is. He offers a huffed chuckle and a quick quip as he takes you apart piece by piece. "All the better to fuck you with my dear."

H = Hair: The carpet absolutely matches the drapes on these gorgeous hunk of men. Does it really surprise a soul that Suguru keeps his shit as neat as the hair on his head? Both men trim, though Satoru may forget and need a reminder. Bonus: Your fresh out the bath, towel wrapped round your curvy body snugly, sittin on the edge of the tub. Your lookin for an escape route as Suguru stands by the sink pleading with you. "Please y/n? All you gotta do is lay back and spread for us." "Ew. Why Sugu? So freakin gross!" You whine back. "No it's not. Perfectly normal thing for couples to do. Right, Toru?" You both look to a chill Satoru leaned against the bathroom doorway. "Course it is. But even if it weren't, that wouldn't stop us sweetheart. You should know that by now." "But I always shave myself down there. Why do you want to?" "Cause it'll bring us closer baby, you'll see." You look at Satoru again but he shrugs, giftin you a dazzling smile. "Fine." You grumble. "Great! Toru go get the bowl of water and razor in the kitchen, you know where." "On it!" He whizzes from the room as you instantly realize this was prearranged. "Fuckin freaky plotters!"

I = I Love You: Even though Satoru's shallow ass confessed during sex, he meant it with all his heart. But neither you or Suguru had said it yet and rejection was an experience he wasn't fond of. Regardless, it slips one day when he's got you missionary. Fingers linked as he sensually makes love to you, nut just over the horizon. You're so needy, beggin him to tell you how good you're makin him feel; to tell you how much he needs you. "Oh fuck yes you're a good girl. No one can take me better baby. Mmm.. Please don't ever take my pussy away.. Ahhh- so good sweetheart! Love it so much. Looove this pussy.. Shiiit cummin, y/n! Love you so much, babygirl!" With Suguru it comes when you offer the perfect solution to the issue of the curses he swallows tastin like shit onna stick, although it takes a considerable amout of your cursed energy and temporarily weakens you severely. "Can't believe you did this for me. Thank you, princess. So so fuckin much. I appre- no y/n. I love you. Love you forever and a day, babe."

J = Jerking Off: It's all Suguru knew at one point so now that he's sampled sex with you, he's grown a serious disliking to makin himself cum. But he doesn't like to impose on you. You're a busy woman, as well as you put in a lot of time and energy into keepin both your men happy in any way you can. So when he gets an inkling that you need a break, he'll head to the bathroom to handle business. Makes sure to bring his cell, full of sexy pics and vids of his lovers. Satoru is a bit more selfish. Realistically, the man probably only jerks off alone 7-8 times a year. Makes sure that either of his partners lend a helping hand whenever he gets too pent up. Other than that if his hands on his dick it's aim or tease.

K = Kink: Suguru's into a lil role play, spit kink, edging, a smidge of voyeurism and a whole lotta breeding. Might actually die of embarrasment if you ever found out about the latter. Told Satoru they'd battle to the death if he ever snitched. Wants 10 babies that look just like his lovers. You're both so beautiful, can you blame him? And Satoru has too many kinks to count, we'd be here all day tryin to list em all. But some of his faves include light BDSM, Daddy kink sprinkled with some puppy play, and of course some somno. He wasn't sure how to introduce the last one into the fold though. How was he ever supposed to tell his princess, or even Suguru for that matter, that he drools daily fantasizing about slidin into your unconscious body. Wants to see if he can fuck that perfect pussy to an orgasm while you sleep, needs you to lay there all warm and pliant, oblivious to him usin you like a pocket pussy.

L = Location: Satoru is a connoisseur of public relations. Literally any fuckin where. The amount of joy he finds from you pullin out all the stops in effort to hold in your pitchy moans is fuckin sickening. From him feastin on your pulsing clit in the car in the movie theater parking lot to fingerin you in a booth at your fave restaurant. It's all the more worse when he taunts you with his soft pink mouth, kissin up and down your neck tenderly as you try to hide the way your eyes cross behind your menu. But Suguru beats Satoru in depravity this time. It's a whole new level of sick how much he delighted in fuckin you in your childhood bed when you take them to meet your parents. You thank God they ran to the store to grab a few items to for dinner. Satoru begrudgingly plays watch-out by the front door as Suguru fucked you so hard he splintered the headboard against the wall. He's been absolutely infatuated with doin it again since.

M = Motivation: It doesn't take much to get the boys ready for some action. You poke fun at them constantly bout how easy it is to make their dicks rise to the occasion. But they take it on the chin easily cause they know its 100% true. They'll never not be able to get hard for you at the drop of a dime, even after a couple rounds. Run your fingers through Suguru's black mane, nails scratching his scalp how he likes and now he's sittin in front of you, avoiding eye contact as he tries to hide the tent in his pants. "Not my fault Sugar- you know what that does to me!" It's even less work for Satoru, only havin to give him your signature bedroom eyes. He's immediately hard, trippin over his pants and underwear while he tries to take them off as he chases you to the bedroom. "Better come back- y/n! Bring my pussy back here, now!"

N = No: There just isn't many ways for you to gross your men out or turn them off. With that being said shit play and piss play isn't in the cards for you three. Like thanks, but no thanks! Well.. except that one time you told Satoru to stop as he bounced you on his dick, moaning out that you had to pee. He refused. Chalked it up to you gettin ready to squirt, like you were known to do from time to time. But Mr. Know It All was wrong and got wet the fuck up. His only response was to slam you down by your shoulders and creampie you with a loud pitiful whine. To this day he argues that you squirted. "Nice try. But not likely, sir." "Well.. Either way I'm fuckin." "You really are a fuckin freak, Toru."

O = Oral: Neither are stingy in the department. Both your boy's eyes light up like kids in a candy store when they get to eat you out. In part to satiate their own needs but also because of how much they know you enjoy it. Suguru waits with bated breath to hear yours catch when he holds your gaze and slowly sinks to his knees in front of you. Cums untouched the way you shudder as he nurses your nub, thick thighs squeezin his ears tight as hell. And Satoru's equally obsessed with the taste of you. The times you allow him to tie you up though.. It's a roll if the dice if he's gonna overstim you or not. Usin his mouth is his fave way to overwhelm you, big hands tuggin you back onto his swollen lips when you attempt to run from his talented tongue.

P = Pace: It's just depends on the mood. Chiiile.. Both of em are waaay too versatile to stick with a singular speed. One of the reasons why your guys sex life's so great is because of how spontaneous they are- in every way. Satoru especially, peepin your reactions; waitin till your nice and relaxed, gradually stroking in before pullin out, angling just right and fuckin in quicker than speedy gonzales. Drools how your fat jiggles from his sudden jarring thrusts. "Aww. Poor lil cry baby.. What's that, honey? Faster? Heh. Anything for you baby." Similarly Suguru will tease you too. Or just plain out ask you what your in the mood for. "So how you wanna doin this thang, mama? Want me to play nice or not? ... Oh yeah? Better cancel your plans then girl. Finna tear it up.."

Q = Quickie: Suguru's much better at em than Satoru. Makes sure you not to wrinkle your clothes if there's not enough time to strip you. And always asks where you want him to cum so it's not an inconvenience. "Ahhh fuck.. It's comin honey- where you want it? ... Inside? Ohhh thank fuck, here it is sweet girl. Take that shit.." But Satoru loves to ravish you so he turns his nose up at quickies. That's not to say his pussy whipped ass isn't gonna fuck but he always rolls his eyes and huffs in exasperation when you tell him to hurry up or becareful of your hair. "Fuckin hell, woman.. Would you shush up and lemme do my job while you do yours? Just sit pretty and take this dick like a good girl."

R = Risk: Satoru's always game to experiment when it comes to doin shit to you. A bit more reserved concerning you wantin to do somethin he considers to be 'psychotic'. "Oh come on Toru. Don't be a scaredy cat!" He stiffens, chiseled chest pokin out as he lays up all spread out on the bed with you in between his legs. "It's just a finger! You know you've done a lot worse to Sugu." Satoru sputters at you, arms crossin across his chest indignantly. "Whatever. I'm not saying no, I said go slow." "Ok, ok.. yeesh.. Big baby." You say the latter under your breath with a smirk. "Heard that shit, woman!" Now Suguru's just as cautious. And that's probably a good thing since you guys tend to test each others limitations. "Y/n, you can't be serious! You realize you're just gonna give the egomaniacal bastard another power trip, right?" He fumes at a silent grinning Satoru. "Please baby, it's for me. Forget he's even there. Focus on me, handsome." You advise him sweetly, gently pushin him to his knees. Finally givin Satoru the opportunity to force his dick between Suguru's dark blush lips. He does as you say, holding your adoring gaze, large palms settling on Satoru's narrow hips. "Thats it, just like that Sugu. Doin so well, don't even need any help." Satoru pants and groans, holdin the sides of Suguru's head as he eases in and out of his warm wet mouth, mentally noting the lack of a gag reflex. "Fuuuuck, she ain't lyin babe. You're a fuckin natural."

S = Stamina: You can get your men to cum multiple times during a session, both bein able to shoot about 3-4 nuts before the overstimulation is damn near crippling. Though on the norm, since you already have two big strong men to take care of, they let you off the hook with an orgasm each. Can't blame a girl for being good at doin the do! But to set the record straight, they can fuck way longer than you can take. You usually max out your stamina by the end of round 2. But neither ever mind. They just scoop you up and carry your fatigued frame to the shared bathroom. "My poor tired woman. Had to use the safe word.. Did so good for us though, mama. That right, Toru?" A nude half hard Satoru trails behind, feelin a smidge of guilt at your half conscience state. "Fuck yeah. You did 'mazin tonight, sweetheart. Don't worry, we'll take care of you now. ... And Sugu.. Maybe later.. You can finish takin care of me?" His tone pathetically hopeful. "For cryin out loud, horndog. Can we just get her cleaned up first? ... Then we'll, uh... We'll see what happens." The giddy bounce Satoru does in obvious anticipation as he runs your bath, lengthy cock now drippin and at full mass again, makes Suguru blush like a virgin.

T = Toys: Ofcourse y'all add a few toys to the mix every now and again. You prefer air pulsing vibrators instead of the extra intense devices that can be numbing. The boys love using em as foreplay, otherwise they're mainly for when you're alone. Satoru has a good size chest of shit- whips, nipple clamps, ball gags and even an unassembled sex swing. There's a bunch more and you haven't tried em all yet but can't wait. But you like to play and feign disinterest when he brings up his nasty lil box. They know better though. Suguru's not entirely experienced when it comes to this area but even he notices how much wetter you get when they use toys. And it's no problem when Satoru has to teach him how to use some of em on you cause he's a real quick learner. There's just somethin real naughty bout seein you cuffed to the spreader bar, sight never fails to get him impatient as hell. "Move Toru, needa fuck her first tonight." He breathes, rudely bumpin Satoru to the side with his shoulder. "Ok, ok. Geez, Sugu. Don't gott be a dick bout it. And try not to cum too quick this time." He chuckles at the blatant eagerness, but Suguru's not amused. "Quiet. Or I'll put you in the spreader and fuck you next." He's just talkin shit, already sinkin into your heat and forgetting bout Satoru's incessant taunting. So preoccupied with you that he misses the way Satoru's dick twitches as he gulps audibly, imagining Suguru's empty threat in his filthy mind.

U = Uncut: Satoru's circumcised with a lengthy cock. You often wonder if it's as long as his lanky body, how far it reaches inside, easily able to jam your poor gspot repeatedly if need be. He's got your throat trained real good without even tryin cause of how thick it is. But it just doesn't compare to the depth this man reaches inside you. He's got more veins than Suguru too. Your fave protrudes and twists round his base, beggin to be licked when he's fully hard. But Suguru's uncut, almost as extended as Satoru, though has a more girth to him. Takes him no time for his cock to rage red when he's been stiff for too long. Also spills alot more precum than Satoru. Loves when you pull the skin back and suck softly, effectively siphoning the clear fluid from his slit till he's nuttin a big fat load down your throat.

V = Volume: To this day you don't know why Suguru sometimes tries to bite his lips or fist to muffle the beautiful noises that slip out. His deep gruff grunts are so quiet, opting to tell you in words how good he feels or when he's bout to cum. It's something you work on, constantly reminding him there's no shame in voicing how good he feels. But when you put the pussy on him too good or he's too pent up, which is pretty often, he's less self conscious. Huffin and puffin against your moist mouth, lewd phrases tumbling from him nonstop. You're not even sure he knows what he's saying half the time. You're eventually inhaling his loud piteous moans into your mouth as he loses his mind in your lil puss. And of course we all know Satoru's a screamer. He never shuts the fuck anyway, so why would he do so in the bedroom? It's starts of with booming cries into your ear that eventually end up with wails of how good you feel echoing round the room. He's not doing it on purpose, but as soon as his mouth opens when he's in-between your thighs, you and your neighbors are definitely bout to hear an earful.

W = Wild Card: (Fucking to Music) It's something you initiated but Satoru was definitely wit it. Boys got more rythym in his hips than you and it should be fuckin illegal. You give him a list of your favorite love makin songs and he brings back a playlist, adding a few nasty songs of his own that got no business bein played anywhere but Functions. He's loves gettin you in missionary, rollin his hips into yours seductively as he matches the slow beat. An aroused sob rips from your chest out your mouth when he lessens the pace, singing the words quietly at your ear as he cages you to the bed. This is when Suguru's voyeurism kicks in, skin heatin up as lays in bed next to you guys; watchin your love making turn to frenzied fucking as the song changes, taking notes on how Satoru's tempo never strays from the flow of the music. Can't wait to show you what he can do next.

X = X-ray: Satoru likes to be ready for the pussy at drop of a dime so you're used to him goin commando most days but you are so not a fan.. Even when you tease him, tossin him a clean pair of Suguru's boxers and tellin him he's onna coochie restriction if he dont start wearin some damn drawers round here. "Fuck is that?" You scoff and put your hands on your shapely hips. "Means you aint gettin no pussy till you start wearin underwear, you lil hoe." He clutches his heart, feigning chest pains as you roll your eyes at his dramatics. "Don't play with me like that sweetheart. Guess you win.." You really don't though. The next time you yank down his bottoms, eyes wide before grippin your belly in hysterics at the fact that he's wearing a pair of your lacy panties. "Satoru!" You manage through your giggle fit but he only professes his innocence."What? I'm just doin what you told me to! Do I get the pussy now?" Suguru watches the reoccurring debacle in amusement, glad he has no issue with wearin his trusted snug black boxer briefs. You always make sure to give him extra big smooch when they're bout to leave the house, opting to ruffle Satoru's soft white hair instead as you try not grin at his pout. "What? Not my fault Sugu's a good boy that doesn't walk round in public slangin his dick print everywhere." Satoru huffs his disdain for Suguru's 'ass kissin', declaring him a teachers pet.

Y = Yearning: Between your two sex crazed men, their libido is very very high. It's to be expected since your guys attraction and chemistry has been on point since before you officially started dating. It really is like were made for one another. But if they're not specifically careful, they'll easily wear you out. It's unavoidable, you just turn them on too fuckin much. Suguru will even try to slake his desires by jerking off over your tired frame after they've fucked you into exhaustion. "Shit! 'S not enough, forgive me baby. Just need a lil more. Won't fuck you anymore, dont worry! Just need to feel you, my one and only girl." Rubs his cock all over your sweaty body cause his hand just doesn't compare to any part of your soft flawless mocha frame. Cums as he trace his dick across your stretch marks, moaning how pretty and perfect you are. "F-fuuuck.. So sorry, honey. Ahshit! Gonna let you rest, almost done. Just lemme- ohhh fuck, 'm cummin!" Satoru can't contain himself either, difference bein he doesn't even attempt to. Sometimes Suguru has to leave when he's still fuckin you, reminds Satoru that you might need a break soon on his way out but all he gets is a noncommitted hum. You try nudging at his abdomen, keening as he speeds his thrusts but Satoru only covers your mouth. Smile sinister as you scratch at his hand and push at his chest with wide eyes, muffled cries for Suguru goin unheard as your savior walks out the front door oblivious to your torture. Satoru fucks you even faster, fallin in love with your tight lil puss all over again. "Whose gonna save you now, y/n?"

Z = Zzz: Like previously mentioned, Satoru gets so drunk on your pussy it's written in the stars that he's driftin off soon as he nuts for the last time. Doesn't wanna squish his princess so will quickly turn you on your side or back, big dick still tucked deep inside as he drags you against his large warm body. "One sec.. Honey.. So tired, gonna.. get up inna.." Zzz. Suguru usually has to rectify the situation, pullin you from a whining Satoru or just plain smackin him. Loses all his patience if it's his turn to fuck. SLAP! "Ow! The fuck, Sugu?! What was that for?" He blinks rapidly, the nerve to actually be disoriented when he wasn't even supposed to be asleep! "Cause your in the way of my pussy, idiot. Don't pretend you ain't tackle me to the floor when it was your turn." Suguru replies, movin to smack him again. Now he of course he's just as tired as Satoru when he finishes. But only falls asleep right after if you decline aftercare. Snuggles up to the closest warm body and drifts into a peaceful slumber after a quick replay of the night's events in his weary mind.

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snowywolf1005 · 4 months

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STUDENT GOJO X STUDENTBLACK READER

HEADCANONS

OK, he first met you in jujutsu high, and went same school as him as geto and shoko. Your curse technique is Ink. You can summons ink monsters and animals, transformers one.

And you can heal yourself, and when you are too big to go throw objects, easy you can shrink yourself. And you have an older brother.

Gojo, I love the way you are. Of course, he tries to flirt with you, but it doesn't work. He is too nervous to confess to you.

But you think gojo is a pervert, and don't trust him. And you yor best friends with shoko and utahime.

And utahime love you so much. You don't believe in ghost, your not scared of curses. And gojo ask you a question.

Why don't you believe in ghosts?

I've never seen on

Okay there's lot of things that you can't see that you are real. I feel like-

What can't I see?

Oh, you can't see gravity that real

Yeah, I can drop an apple

Then gojo goes silent for moments and is shocked. What are you just saying (shoko and geto laughing, and wheezing so hard).

And whenever you guys go to haunted house or place. You guys just talk and make jokes, and make a dare.

I will take everything I say by a ghost hunter with a grain of salt

Well, technically, now you are a ghost hunter. Now think about that

And gojo just stop walking.

Oh shit

So yeah, then he confesses to you. You thought he was joking because he flirts with other girls.

But you fall through his trap, And you stuck with him forever. You met megumi, you take care of him like a mother, but gojo is still jealous of that.

Oh yeah, today you make headcanons of gojo x black reader headcanons in the comments below.

#gojo x black reader #jjk x black reader #jjk x black y/n #satoru gojo x black reader #jjk gojo #jujutsu kaisen x black reader #gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo x y/n

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jojikawa · 7 months

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Satoru Gojo falling in love and marrying a cute, bubbly and affectionate s/o who is actually a cold, emotionless assassin who’s been tasked to kill him and who feels nothing for him. Even when he finds out, he wants to remain with them bc he wants to believe the connection they’ve built is real. Angst, crying and fluff.

#satoru gojo fluff #Satoru Gojo x reader #satoru gojo x black reader #jujustu kaisen #JJK #Jujutsu Kaisen x reader #Jujutsu Kaisen headcanons

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rynfiles · 4 months

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mommy kissing santa claus ? oh goodness !

✎ᝰ — your adorable children catches you and your husband sneaking kisses from one another, except that they see santa claus and not your actual husband

★ — gojo, toji, geto x fem!reader

★ — genre + warnings: fluff & very suggestive + allusion to sex from previous night in geto’s (nothing explained/nothing in detail)

★ — a/n: thank you to my pookie kai for your help (@strawhatkia) and dedicated to my tia baeeee <3 (@tiathecreator)

꒰ SATORU GOJO ꒱

°❆ christmas day lingers quicker and quicker and midnight is close to striking, but of course, you and your husband are wrapping gifts very last minute. there would be a great explanation to this but there isn’t, both of your work schedules and the children's school schedules, made it barely possible to wrap gifts. which leads to the two of you rapidly, and terribly, wrapping gifts as your twin children sleep.

but, to make the night slightly more festive, gojo decided to dress up as santa claus. he bought two sets, one as pajamas and one for the morning as everyone unwrapped their gifts. he thought it would excite the children for the festive holiday. you laughed at his frivolous idea and immediately he pulled out a mrs. claus outfit….oh gosh. you laughed at the suit, you rejected the outfit and continued wrapping, ignoring his pleas as it got worse and worse.

gojo dressed up with the beard and santa hat, trying to convince you that dressing up is a wonderful idea and the kids would love it. though in your mind, you’re thinking of wondering how to tell this white-haired man that he looks like a creep and not santa claus, but you wouldn’t hurt his precious little heart like that. instead, you continued to wrap the remaining gifts, until you felt a sudden heaviness on your chest. heaviness that could be described as your brawny, whiny, six-foot-four husband still pleading with you to dress up with him. his usual gleeful blue eyes become doe-y, now giving away the desperation that gojo is never ashamed of.

you laugh at his desperation and ask him to get off but of course, he refuses. he hugs you and traps you in a tight space, you trying to squirm out of his hold and him hovering you. it also doesn’t make it better that his doe-y look turned into a sense of mischief, you raised your eyebrow at his look, and he simply shrugged at it. you two stared at each other until gojo’s lips formed a smirk and placed a sensual kiss on you. you opened your mouth to object to the kiss but instead, he placed another one and another…and another. he continued to kiss you until you kissed back, light noises made as both of your hands traveled. the kiss continued and distracted both of you from the gift wrapping and the fact that the twins had woken up from their sleep.

your bedroom door opens widely, but of course, you and gojo hadn’t noticed, and both of them yelled, “santa?!”. your child’s voice startled both of you and gojo immediately fell off of you and almost until the gifts. you elbowed him to get the gifts out of their sight, he grabbed the nearest blanket and threw it on top of their gifts. you asked your children why they couldn’t sleep and they answered back why you were kissing thee santa claus, the big dude with a sack of gifts. why is santa kissing their mom and not their dad? this is nuts, insane, crazy to even think about!

while the kids were trying to lecture you on how much dad loves you and how you’re such a bad person to dad, you looked to gojo and gojo burst into laughter, you followed along and laughed as well. both kids looked at each other with confusion and hurt on their faces. gojo patted the space between the two of you and told them to sit there as he explained a (terribly) exaggerated story on how their dad is the real santa claus, that’s why he’s extra busy during the month of december. he even took off the beard and hat to prove that’s it their giddy father and not the man in red with a bunch of elves. both children were confused and continued to ask questions, one of them didn’t believe him and still pointed to you as a cheater. you shook your head and added fictional events to gojo’s story, no matter how exaggerated it sounded aloud.

꒰ SUGURU GETO ꒱

°❆ christmas springs upon the morning, and you only know this because both of the young girls, nanako and mimiko, are banging at the door. you and geto groan and try to ignore it, if only the girls didn’t start fiddling with the door, and that startled the both of you. particularly ‘cause the aftermath of last night was still present, since the both of you weren’t clothed.

thankfully, yet oddly, you were reminded to tell geto about the santa suit to wear for the morning. now was it a silly idea? most definitely! was for nanako and mimiko? mostly yes, and you needed some type of memory of christmas morning on your phone. you walk over to your closet and shuffle around the boxes of presents until you spotted the big red suit and hat to match. you smiled ever so cunningly to yourself, geto noticed but shrugged his shoulders and went about to brush his teeth. you pulled the suit from behind the presents and showed it geto, proposing to him to wear it for this merry morning. geto being geto, he immediately rejected but that no didn’t stop you from convincing him to wear. did it take a lot of convincing? oh definitely. did it take a lot of “are you guys done yet?” from your two girls? yes…sadly yes.

the only thing that convinced him was that it would bring a lot of glee to his girls and he can’t disappoint his girls, he just can’t. even if it means sucking up his pride and dressing up as santa claus and pretending to bring the gifts from the north pole. it also helps, not geto though, that you bought a sack similar to santa’s so he could truly be in character.

after some time of getting ready for the morning, as in fussing with geto about the suit and carefully placing the presents into sack, you entered the living room with a smile that is hiding something, but the girls are too focused on their stocking stuffers to notice. they bounce with gleefulness as they open small gifts such as doll clothes, hair accessories, some candy, and other minuscule things they asked for. they continued to bounce around the tree as they tried to peek at what their gifts could be but were forced not to open them until their surprise arrived.

the girls grew tired after some minutes and frequently asked when is their surprise is coming. nanako tried to sneakily open one of her gifts under the tree until the iconic, “ho! ho! ho!”, made it’s way into your home and the girls jumped up from their spot to see santa claus in their home. their jaws dropped and their eyes grew from the sudden appearance of santa claus, the true (fake) santa in their home! you giggled at their amusement and you noticed geto’s mouth growing from annoyed to relaxed as he small childish smiles on his girl’s faces. maybe dressing up as santa wasn’t too bad of an idea for geto, but who is he to tell you that you’re right?

the girls eagerly asked questions as santa geto sat down to give their gifts, he tried to answer to the best of his abilities or at least give believable answers for them. mimiko questioned him on why santa’s hair looked similar to their father’s and he immediately answered with hair dye and extensions. you smiled to yourself at the beautiful, and playful, sight of the girls enjoying geto as santa claus, you took many pictures on your phone while they weren’t looking.

though, geto caught you mid-click and pulled you onto his lap. he peppered kisses all over your face and gave you “your gift”, an enduring and sweet kiss to say “I love you”. though, maybe nanako and mimiko shouldn’t have been present to witness that cause immediate yelling came from the both of them. they mostly yelled at geto and asked him why he kissed their mother, he’s supposed to be married to mrs. claus! he shouldn’t have his lips on their mother and their mom shouldn’t like that, their father would be furious!

you and geto smiled at their lecture, you giggled to yourself and geto pulled off his costume, reavealing to them that he is santa claus. mimiko tried to say that she always knew from the hair but the both of you knew that was a lie.

꒰ TOJI FUSHIGURO ꒱

°❆ a clink goes and laughter fills the living room, just as much as it is with red and white, and the typical splatter of different colors from megumi and tsumiki, love and peace decorate it as well. two bottles of wine sat at the dresser, one already halfway done as you and toji chatted (and drank) away for christmas eve. but as the wine bottle becomes empty, the space between you two becomes closer. then again, he has been gone for a whole month and a half, it’s only right to feel this way with him.

it’s only right to feel this way of yearning from his absence, which explains why his arm slyly brings your lower body closer to him. it explains why his fingers drag themselves along your thigh, lightly dragging around your stretch marks. it explains why toji brought himself closer to your face, only a mere inch away from your lips interlocking. but instead he brings the idea of dressing as santa claus and mrs. claus for the night? sounds odd, trust it is and the way your head is titled, he knew that it sounded odd to you.

he explains himself further and says that it's only right that you dress up for the holiday season. plus, he’s one hundred percent sure that mrs. claus misses her dead old husband. you still had a look of confusion on your face, toji sighed and went into the closet to change into the costume he had prepared. except when he came out, it was barely anything like the classic look of santa; it was a red thermal top with fur cuffs, barely cropped but can still show a peek of his abs, the top had a bell at the collar, quite small and quite annoying. red thermal pants to match as well and a santa hat (something to keep it classic).

you burst into laughter as you saw the awful outfit he claimed to be dressed as “santa claus”. when in actuality, he looks like an elf on the shelf and you told him that, crying in laughter as toji huffs in embarrassment. he grumbled to himself, saying it was the last time he tried to be “in the merry spirit”. he continued to grumble to himself and you continued to laugh at him, still not over the ridiculous outfit, you gave props for trying, but couldn’t get over it.

granted, his muscle build made it look somewhat attractive but the amount of red on him just threw you in for a loop. it also doesn’t help that the bell jingles every time he moves. his embarrassment grew into frustration, making him throw off the top and your laugh dialed down. the both of you forgot how bashful you can get when toji is topless, due to his absence.

toji noticed, finding amusement at how your laughter was taken back as soon as he removed his shirt. which made him want to tease you just a slight bit; he moved back to the bed and grabbed your hand, moving it to place on his hips. then drags it along his waist, he lets out a small groan when you press your nails onto it.

as both of your hands roamed over each other, the space between your bodies constricted, leaning closer and closer until your lips ghosted over. you both chuckled before kissing one another, a kiss that could be described as loving, enduring, and passionate. but could you blame each other?

well, the only thing to blame is that door wasn’t completely closed and tsumiki happened to pass by. she glanced and continued to the kitchen, but then backtracked to your room. she spotted the red hat and thought to herself, “santa? there’s no way, why is santa in mommy’s room?”. she tip-toed closer to the small crack that your door left and viewed the kiss shared between you and toji. her jaw dropped and she immediately ran, quietly ran, to megumi’s room to wake him up. megumi grumbled to her to let him sleep, yet tsumiki insisted that she saw her mom kissing santa claus. she saw it with her own two eyes!

megumi didn’t believe her and tried to ignore her but he knew that wouldn’t work, therefore getting up from his bed and treading towards your bedroom. he didn’t even bother knocking and opening the door, immediately wishing he didn’t from the way his parents were on each other. thankfully, you both were clothed and didn’t do anything…yet.

toji scolded megumi for not knocking on the door and megumi rolled his eyes. megumi turned over to tsumiki and pointed out to her that santa claus was just their dad in a santa hat, it wasn’t the actual santa eating their mom’s mouth. tsumiki felt naive for falling for something so obvious but she can admit that she was a bit spooked that santa looked much too similar to toji. she even commented on how toji’s back looks sharp like rocks while santa’s doesn’t, that only made toji confused and you and megumi laughing at the comment.

toji came closer to tsumiki and started to chase her around the house, yelling how she’s gonna coal for christmas for peeking into her parent’s bedroom. you and megumi shook your heads but was amused at this family’s dynamic.

★ I tried so hard not to make toji’s include smut, yall please- like it’s so hard not making this whore when it’s literally canon that he is

★ would yall believe me if i said toji’s was the longest 🧍🏽‍♀️…?

★ lemme know which one was yall fav <3

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romiantic · 8 months

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DATING SATORU GOJO PT. 2

part two of text messages between you and your boyfriend satoru gojo <3

→ READING: gn!reader

→ GENRE + WARNINGS: fluff/crack + mention of periods, mention of drugs (meth), gojo gets blocked again 🙁, satoru gojo….a warning himself

→ A/N: part two cause tumblr has a ten image limit and I find that stupid asf 😁🫶🏽. here’s part one btw !

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: @stqrriichiigo @jackibrown @mypimpademia — if you would like to be added to the taglist, fill out the form on my masterlist or let me know in my inbox !

⭑ ngl, this one made me giggle 🤣. this man is so annoying yet I love him so much

⭑ these are literally screenshots I had from part one, they just didn’t make it cause of the stupid image limit

⭑ thank y’all for the insane amount of love in part one 🫶🏽. if y’all want more parts, lemme know !

⭑ if y’all wanna see this with another character, lemme know !

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sat0-get0 · 1 year

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・❥ 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 - 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 & 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮

ꕥ 𝙘𝙬 : 𝙬𝙘: 1.6𝙠, 𝙗𝙡𝙠 𝙨𝙪𝙗 𝙮𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙮 𝙛𝙚𝙢!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙨𝙝𝙚/𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙨 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙙𝙨 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙮𝙡𝙚 𝙞𝙨𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙤 𝙜𝙤 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙯𝙮, 𝙨𝙪𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙪 𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙪𝙩, 𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜/𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙪, 𝙩𝙞𝙩𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮 𝙬 𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙪, 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢, 𝙣𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥𝙨, 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙬 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙩𝙨, 𝙥𝙚𝙩 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨 (𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡 & 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚), 𝙙𝙧𝙪𝙜 𝙪𝙨𝙚 (𝙤𝙪𝙞'𝙙), 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝 𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙤𝙛𝙘, 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙞 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙭𝙤𝙭𝙤 | 𝙢𝙙𝙣𝙞

✎ 𝘢𝘯 : 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘭!! 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘬 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘶. 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘶 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘶 𝘹 𝘺𝘯 𝘹 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘶, 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘶 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘳 ༄

"'Sugu', my mouth is dry." you pout, looking at your dark haired best friend who lays on top of your plush brown thighs. Satoru sits up against the headboard, playing with your freshly done braids as you rest your head in his lap. If it wasn't for how high you were, you'd complain about your scalp throbbing. You decided to have a lil' too much to smoke with your best friends Satoru and Suguru and that leaded to this lounge session.

"I can help with that." Satoru grins down at you, long fingers massaging your scalp. "You're not slick, she was talkin' to me." Suguru deadpans at him. Your lidded eyes dart back and forth from the two men as they engage in a banter, as childish as always. You're usually great at separating them when they do this but with the state that you're in, you barely have the energy. That's until Satoru threatens to get up from his spot. "Sit the fuck down, 'Toru." you sigh before sitting up against him enough to be practically back to chest and have Suguru laying on your calves.

"You said you were gonna help me." you huff out, craning your neck to look Satoru in the eyes, uncovered for once. "I am.." he tells you with a devious grin before leaning down, eyeing your two-toned lips like it's the most delectable meal he's ever seen. "Um, I meant with some water." You narrow your eyes at him with a manicured finger pressed to his soft lips. Satoru looks at you almost offended and you can't help but laugh, mostly because of the spliff you just smoked not too long ago. "Fine, I'll get you some-" "I'm already on it." Suguru rolls his eyes before getting up to fetch you your drink.

Now satisfied at the idea of getting water, you remove your finger from Satoru's lips and he immediately jumps at the opportunity to kiss you. Something about his multi-step lip care routine has you entranced and you find yourself matching his rhythm, moving your lips languidly against his. You whine against his lips at the way he tugs at your hair and get him back with a small bite on his lower lip.

"Um, hello??" Suguru grimaces playfully at the sight of you two. You pull away with a smile and take the cup of water from his hands with a 'thank you'. He settles back on top of your legs but this time on his stomach, looking up at you through his long bangs that frame his face. "Don't be jealous just 'cause she prefers kissing me." Satoru laughs, taking the cup of water from your hand in order to cure his own cotton mouth. "Nuh uh." you glare back at him, watching as he takes a sip. "Sugu' is nicer." you practically purr out, looking into his red hooded eyes. Suguru pushes himself upwards to help you out as you chase after his lips, kissing him oh so gently. "I always knew i was the favorite." he mumbles against your lips and gives you a loving peck before grinning and eyeing Satoru's jealous glare.

"Always so horny when you're high." Satoru chuckles, causing you to pull away from Suguru's addicting lips and shoot him a dirty look. "Sugu', tell 'Toru to stop teasing me." you pout. "Stop teasing her, Satoru." he yawns out before lowering himself back to his spot on your thighs. You stick your tongue out at Satoru but fail at your taunting as he attaches his mouth to your own, suckling on your tongue sensually. "Shush." he mutters against your lips before diving back into the kiss.

Suguru feels your thighs squeeze together beneath his head and looks up at you as best as he can with the way the high makes his eyelids feel weighted. It wasn't a surprise that it took so little to get you riled up, especially while in the clouds, but he wanted to do something about it. "You horny?" he asks you bluntly, eyes still glued on you. You pull away from Satoru before asking, "huh?", making sure you heard him correctly. "He asked if your other lips need attention." Satoru clarifies for you before smiling like he stirred up the most creative line in the world. You think about it for a second before looking down at your acrylics, not being able to look straight into Suguru's bedroom like eyes as you nod.

"Can I take these off?" he asks and you give your consent by lifting up your hips, letting him pull down your pajama shorts. He looks back up at you as his fingers hook around the waistband of your panties and you nod again, this time feeling a lot more shy despite having done this with him, with them, countless amount of times. Satoru picks up on your emotions and brings a hand up to your chin, making you look up at him. His eyes are already pretty by themselves but the red & lidded eyes with the pretty eyelash combo definitely did the job of distracting you.

Before you can even lean back into a kiss with Satoru, Suguru's arms are already hugging your thighs as he shoves his face between your legs. You practically yelp out, eyes widening for the first time in the past hour. "Suguru, be gentle with her." Satoru glares down at him. The sight is comedic as you can only see the top half of Suguru's face as he meets his best friend's eyes and mutters, "Sorry." before diving back in. You keen out Suguru's name but Satoru shuts you up quickly, his tongue intruding your mouth instantly. You can barely squirm with his beefy arms draping over you, hands reaching underneath your shirt and immediately finding your plush tits.

You moan out softly against his lips before practically squealing as Suguru flicks his tongue against your pretty pearl, groaning between your legs as your thighs tense up around his head. "What're you crying for?" Satoru teases before tweaking at your brown nipples, pinching and massaging them to savor your sweet reactions. "Y'know I'm sensitive, 'Toru." you breathe out, looking into his eyes for a brief moment before your gaze settles down on his distracting lips once more. "Nah, you're just a crybaby." he chuckles. Suguru makes it harder and harder for you to retort as he quenches his own thirst with the moisture your pussy provides. The slurping noises he makes are obscene, embarrassing even, but his strong grip on your thighs makes it impossible for you to get him to have mercy on you.

"It's too good, pretty." you hear him mumble from below, kissing the flesh of your inner thigh before looking up at you and Satoru again. "Can't enjoy properly if you keep tryna kill me with your thighs." Satoru scoffs, hands almost subconsciously massaging your tits as they squeeze them slowly and softly despite his reactions. "At least you get to be between them." Suguru pays him no mind as he continues his ministrations, eager to defeat his cotton mouth with the most refreshing drink of them all. Your cum.

With the fuzziness in your intoxicated brain and the lust settled deep inside you, you crave kissing. Your lips seem to attach to Satoru's like they're magnetic, instantly coming together whenever you get the chance. He tends to tease though, finding amusement in the way you chase after him, causing your thighs to close in which only leads to a harsh suck on your clit from Suguru as a warning. With each suction of your pearl between his lips, your legs can't help but tremble against his palms. He tries to comfort you as best as he can, gently caressing and squeezing your thighs and gracing them with gentle kisses before continuing his harsh assault on your nerves. The way you tug at his messy black hair only fuels his ego, causing him to lap up at the mess your pussy leaks as his nose nudges up at your bundle of nerves.

"She's gonna cum soon, Satoru." "I know that, Suguru." Your moans rise in pitch and your chest heaves, causing your tits to press further into Satoru's mischievous and unpredictable hands. Playing with the soft peaks has him wanting to do more, suck on them, tease your nipples between his teeth, and overall smother his face with them the way you do with your thighs to Suguru. However, with the way your approaching orgasm has your breath stuttering as you struggle to kiss Satoru back, he decides its best not to overwhelm you.

"If you know then make sure she's not loud." Suguru practically grunts out although it comes out extremely muffled. "Obviously." Satoru smacks his teeth in annoyance before complying anyway, lips making contact with yours. "You gonna cum, angel?" he whispers against your lips and you nod before whimpering into his mouth. "Let me have it then." Suguru follows up his best friend's words before resuming his sucking and slurping. You almost fully part away from Satoru as your orgasm hits you but he makes sure to tug on your lower lip with a gentle bite. Your cries are silenced in the kiss as you cum on Suguru's tongue, gracing his mouth with your warm essence. Satoru continues playing with your breasts ever so gently, helping the effects last longer as Suguru makes sure to swallow everything up.

When Suguru notices you start to get a little too twitchy, he lifts his head up and analyzes your features. You look absolutely drained. If your eyes were low as fuck before, they were at the point of closing after cumming so hard. He watches as your eyes flutter shut and rests his cheek on your thigh, allowing you to relax from your previous position. "You not gon' clean her up or anything? What a gentleman." Satoru snorts before placing a kiss on your forehead and hugging you close, a small attempt at after care.

"Already did.. with my tongue."

𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 ✩

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lingeriae · 18 days

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WARNINGS- A BIT OF NSWF UNDER THE CUT, mentions of alcohol.

inspired by this ask.

“let’s play truth or dare.” the rumble of gojo’s chest as he giggled at your declaration was soothing and caused a wobbly grin to spread across your face,

your lashes fluttering as you tried your best to keep your eyes opened. the wine bottle, gifted to you by Nanami, was now empty as it sat between you and your new husband.

“truth or dare?” he asked, resting his head on your head and rubbing your hips through the material of your wedding dress that you couldn’t be bothered to take off. from behind you, saturo admired you.

his wife, and the soon to be woman who would carry his babies. the light hanging from the ceiling of your new living room gave you a an almost angelic look, with the wedding dress that fluttered around you and the glitter that sparkled against your beautifully melanated skin saturo almost thought you weren't real. you were just that beautiful it made him think he was dreaming sometimes.

you felt the subtle press of saturo's lips at the crown of your head, smiling at the feeling and leaning against his chest, sighing at how good he smelled and felt. how good he felt as your husband.

"yeah, jus without the truths." the words were slightly slurred and if saturo wasn't as wine drunk as you he would have teased you about it, instead he giggled and pulled you closer to him, placing a kiss on your cheek. "kay, let's play."

while smiling you turned out of his hold so you could face him, rolling your eyes playfully at the groan that he let out. "okay, you first. I dare you to take your shirt off."

saturo blinked slowly for a moment, processing your word before a smile that could only be described as sinful fell on his lips.

"wanna get in my pants so bad." he sighs playfully while he shakes his head and reaches for the buttons on his dress shirt, the jacket suit he had on earlier being discarded on the seat of the couch. beautiful blue eyes never stray away from you as he slowly slipped the buttons through each hole, they studied your every expression.

the way your eyes drifted to his fingers--your teeth sinking into the flesh of your plump bottom lip, saturo suddenly wants to play something else. he shrugs the material off of his body, laughing lowly at the way your eyes drag down his entire body.

"cmere." he couldn't resist, not with the way you were staring at him, not with how good he looked.

your eyes meet his, lips rubbing together as you contemplate on whether you should, eyes gently shining.

the white haired man infront of you knows this look all too well and gives you a stern look, daring you to disobey him.

"but the game—"

"don't care, baby. said come here." you immediately move, saturo's legs spreading as you crawled in between them. when your close enough he pulls you into his lap, paying no mind to your sweet gasp.

you don't know where to look. he was just too captivating to not to want to admire him all at once. his beautiful porcelain skin that glowed gently, his bright blue eyes that had you breathless from just one glance, his chest that was gradually turning red as he looked you up and down, or his abs. the same abs that he had you riding on just this morning, it was all too conflicting to choose which one to settle on.

without looking away from him, you dragged your finger down his chest stopping right above his belt. his eyes darken at your actions but he doesn't move to stop you, giving you saccharine smile as he thought about all the way he wanted—he was going to fuck you.

"gonna keep staring or are you gonna make love to your wife, saturo?"

he doesn't hesitate to capture your lips with his, sighing into your mouth like he had just gotten a taste of heaven. it's messy, because of you both being drunk off of the wine, but it just makes the heat between your thighs grow, the intense wanting for saturo to increase. saturo sucks on your tongue harshly, shoving his own into your mouth and intertwining his wet muscle with yours, smiling at the sound of you whining and you pulling him closer. your dress now envelopes saturo's frame and spreads around you both like a blanket, he lets out a grunt as you rock your hips against him, only feeling it slightly because of the thick material of your dress. he thinks it’s beautiful on you, he made that clear when he fucked you in the dressing room with it on earlier cause he just ‘had to’. but it had to go, like today.

you squeal as he suddenly lits you up, his long fingers skillfully pulling down the zipper before setting you down so you could step out of it.

as you stood there, flustered as saturo lips parted at the sight of you. a white lacy strapless bra holds your titties up, your pebbled nipples showing through the material as it hugs your tits gently—it's paired with straps at the side that are connected to your underwear your puffy pussy being pressed against the material so cutely, making it look fit and snug. the white haired male almost loses his composure as he stared at you with his pretty lips parted and his eyes wide, he swore he almost fell to his knees and started praying and thanking the man upstairs to have blessed him with such a breathtaking woman.

"saturo, it's bout time you made love to your wife." you whisper sweetly, taking his hands and leading him to your new shared bedroom.

saturo thinks he's high, extremely high from you. and he doesn't think he wants to come down.

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