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dilfl0v3rss · 9 months

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put to sleep

it was the middle of the week. geto didn’t have work in the morning, but he still wanted to go to bed on time to keep his sleep schedule from getting messed up. you clearly didn’t understand that as you continued to scroll through different apps with your music on full blast through your phone. “this cute, they got my size? and doooo, im copping this fasho” you said, your back facing his chest as you added another piece of clothing to your cart, princess diana playing loudly through your phone speaker as you continued on your search.

geto let out a low groan, his low eyes shutting as he tried his best to focus on going to bed. he was almost successful too, fatigue slowly overtaking him as his lips parted to let out a yawn. “papa look!” you said, a giddy smile on your face as you turned around and shoved your bright ass screen in his face for him to look at. the shining light of your phone made geto squint, quickly pushing it out of his face and holding your small hand in his. “mama i need you to go to bed” he said, his tired voice giving you butterflies as you looked at him with a soft smile.

“but whyyy? youn got work so we can stay up. plus, m’not tired anyways” you said, pulling your hand from his grip before scrolling back through your apps. “don’t matter, still needa go t’bed on time so i’ll be able to get up for work when it’s time to go back” you groaned, rolling your eyes as you lowered your brightness and put the phone back in his face. “kay just order this first pleaseeee” geto rolled his eyes, his broad chests moving up and down as he took a deep sigh. “ina mornin” he mumbled, laying on his back as he moved his head the opposite way of you, not like that stopped you though. you just crawled your way onto his waist, straddling him as you put the phone back in his face. “you ordering it right now is all i need t’fall asleep”

the feeling of your bare pussy moving on his boxer covered print made him internally groan, his big, tattooed hands slowly moving to your ass to give it a tight squeeze. in that moment an idea popped up in his head. a lazy smirk creeping its way on his face as he stared at you with low eyes. “got sum else t’put you t’sleep”

“ride that dick baby cmon” geto groaned, his hands squeezing tight on your ass while he bounced you up and down his long dick. your knees burned, your pussy was stretched, and your brain was completely turned to mush, but you couldn’t stop. his deep voice only fueling your body more to continue bouncing. “s…so big daddy” you moaned, your acrylic nails digging into his large pecs as you felt your release begin to creep up your spine. “i know mama, but you love it tho, right? love bouncing on this big dick?” you nodded your head slowly, brown eyes crossing as you felt his tip caress your g spot. your lack of reply irritated geto, making him loudly suck his teeth before leaving three hard slaps to your ass.

“a nod ain’t a reply mama…taught you better than that” he grumbled, dick only getting harder as he listened to your pretty whines. desperate cries of “m’sorry m’sorry” and “can’t think” flew from your lips as you began to bounce a little harder. geto groaned at the sight, freeing one of his hands from the hot skin of your ass to pull the front of your shirt up to your chest. his eyes traveled from the slight bounce of your breasts to the small bulge disappearing and reappearing in your stomach. eventually stopping at the sloppy mess the two of you were making between your thick thighs. your previous orgasms mixed with your wetness causing the sticky white scene before him.

“messy little thing” he whispered, his other hand moving from your ass to toy with your clit. geto’s eyes instantly shot to your face, waiting in excitement for his favorite words to leave your pretty lips. your eyes rolled from the pleasure, mouth forming in a silent scream before mindless words began to fall from tongue. “l-love you papa….m’gonna make a messss!” a sexy smirk made its way to his lips, his pearly white teeth bare to you as he began to fuck his hips back up into you. his thumb moved quicker on your clit, forcing you to throw your head back as more pretty cries fell from your lips. “i love you more princess. gon head and make a mess for papa”

on his command a slight shake came to your body, the tight coil in your stomach snapping as your release flowed out of you like a stream. “uhh huhh, jus like that mama. daddy got you” at the sight of you geto met his end, his hot ropes shooting deep into you as he tucked his bottom lip behind his teeth. he completely emptied himself into you as he released silent prayer that you remembered to take your birth control. the feeling of your head slapping onto his chest brought him out of his daze. your light snores bringing a chuckle out of his chest as you slept soundly on top of him with his dick softening in you. as you slept geto made quick work of removing the towel he laid beneath the both of you, letting the fabric drop to the floor before lifting the covers over your tired bodies.

“goodnight pretty”

im in love wit this man fr i’m so serious ab him😩

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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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ayyy-pee · 1 year

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𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐈𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐞𝐬

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟰 - 𝗔𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗵

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Pairing: Suguru Geto x Black Coded Female Reader

Summary: Suguru reacts to the unexpected news.

Genre: Pregnancy AU

Story Warning: Smut, Vaginal Sex, Angst, Fluff Sometimes, Profanity, Friends with Benefits, Mental Health Discussions, Therapy, Mental Health Struggles (Suguru), Jealousy, Jealous Behavior, Overprotective, Possessive, Accidental Pregnancy, Unprotected Sex, Pregnancy Sex, Breeding Kink, Creampie, Possessive Sex, Possessive Behavior, Reader is black female reader who uses she/her pronouns but anyone can read!

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Suguru Art by: Ilameys

It’s been exactly three weeks since you broke the news to Suguru that you’re pregnant while in the throes of passion. It puts you just at the four month mark of your pregnancy. Although you felt relieved to have the weight of your secret off of your chest, no longer having to duck around corners to avoid Suguru, you couldn’t help but feel a little guilty.

Suguru didn’t exactly take the news well. And you couldn’t exactly blame him.

Three weeks ago…

You sit curled in a ball on Suguru’s bed, his blankets wrapped around your form. You’re still undressed as Suguru sweeps the pile of broken glass shards from the floor by his bed. You’ve never felt so small. He’s been eerily quiet since you blurted out your current condition to him and he hasn’t spoken a word since. For the last however many minutes, he’s just been sweeping the same spot over and over, his usually feline eyes wide with shock and his nostrils flared.

He doesn’t look angry, though you wouldn’t know if he was. He hasn’t made a sound. After your…announcement, he stared at you for what seemed like an eternity before he simply lifted you off of him, slipped on his boxers and went to the storage closet to grab his broom. You’ve never seen him so calm. It’s a little scary. You wonder if this is what Satoru felt before Suguru snapped. Like the calm before the storm.

“Suguru…” you mutter into the blankets. It’s the first sound besides the bristles brushing across the floor in what feels like an eternity. You see the corner of his lips turn down with a frown, but he doesn’t respond.

“Suguru,” you try again and his brows furrow, deep thought etched across his features. “You’ve been sweeping there for I don’t even know how long. Are you ever going to talk to me?”

He doesn’t reply, opting to squat as he moves all of the glass he’s gathered into the dustpan. He leaves the room for only a few minutes before he returns and takes a seat on the edge of his bed, back facing towards you. You see him inhale deeply before he runs his fingers through his hair and you could swear you see his hands trembling.

Very quietly, he finally speaks. “How long have you known?”

“What?”

“How long have you known?” He waves his hand towards you, but doesn’t turn to look at you. Like he can’t bear to look at you right now. “How long have you known about…that?”

“That…” you whisper to yourself, trying to ignore the sting you feel. It surprises you that it hurts to hear him refer to your baby that way. “The pregnancy?” You ask and you watch as his body stiffens at the word.

“...yes.”

You take a deep breath. Were you ready for this discussion? No. But now that the secret was out, what choice did you have?

“I found out a few weeks after I got back from my mission with Nanami. Right after I passed out on my last mission with the kids. Shoko estimated I was around 5 weeks pregnant at the time.”

“Shoko knows?” He scoffs.

“Yes…I mean, she’s a doctor.”

Suguru shakes his head, exasperated. “Okay…and how far along are you now?”

His voice is so quiet, so small. You feel terrible that you dropped the bomb on him like this. Suguru is still so fragile. When you’re on missions it’s easy to forget because physically he’s always so strong, so patient and so reliable. But mentally, he still struggles. He walks a thin line daily, truly striving to be better, to be normal. This could change him. The part of you that remembers that above all else, Suguru is your friend wants to crawl across the bed and wrap your arms around him, tell him it’s going to be alright. But you stop yourself, because you’re afraid that if you do, he’ll shatter underneath your touch. So you keep your distance and answer his questions. It’s only fair.

“Right now I’m about 13 weeks along.”

“Okay,” He’s silent for a moment. “Are you…keeping it?”

Another deep breath before you tell him the truth. “I was planning to, yes.”

Suguru finally turns around to face you, his golden eyes piercing into yours.

“You’ve held onto this information for almost three months.” He runs his fingers through his hair again, voice rising slightly. “You’ve kept this from me for this long, made the choice to keep it without me knowing.” He shakes his head, chuckling to himself and you think you may be getting a small glimpse into the old Suguru as his wide gaze penetrates your own. He looks in all sense of the word…insane. “And you were just gonna…what? Keep my baby and then what?”

You don’t have an answer to that question. You quietly shrink further into the warmth of the blankets that were just tangled around you and the raven haired man before you only moments ago.

Suguru just watches you get smaller under his gaze, standing so that you feel even tinier, even more pathetic before him. He inhales deeply, once again running his fingers through his locks. “Were you ever going to tell me?” He asks, voice hushed again and you can almost hear him begging for you to tell him you weren’t going to keep this from him. That you weren’t going to lie and avoid him for the next nine months.

“I-I don’t know, Suguru…”

You hold his stare. You can see all of his emotions behind those golden orbs of his: confusion, shock, anger and maybe sadness…or betrayal? You’re not sure.

He scoffs, laughing bitterly at your answer. “Did you really think I wouldn’t find out? I mean…you’re fucking pregnant. It’s not exactly something you can hide for long!” His voice raises an octave. “What was the plan here, Y/N? You thought you could keep fucking me and hoping I wouldn’t notice when your stomach got bigger every month? Or when you couldn’t take missions anymore? Or when you came around with a goddamn baby on your hip?!”

You keep quiet, letting Suguru rant. He deserves that much. You understand his feelings. You understand why he was upset. He had every right to be. He goes on and on about how stupid you thought he was to think he wouldn’t notice these things until he stops suddenly, his eyes widening with realization.

“Oh my god…” His hands are once again running through his raven tresses. “Now it feels so fucking obvious! No wonder you were sick all the time, couldn’t eat for shit and…and your…” he frantically waves his arms up and down in your direction. “You, your entire body…it’s different! You smell different, look different, feel different! How could I have not noticed?! This is crazy. I brought you soup and stood in front of your face so many times and you said nothing.”

You groan, unable to continue having this conversation while feeling so exposed, emotionally and physically. You finally crawl out from the safety and comfort the blankets provided to find your clothes. You slip your uniform back on, aware of Suguru’s eyes on you…and not in the usual intense hungry way. It’s in more of a “holy shit, you have my baby inside of you” kind of way.

You take a deep breath, trying to steel your nerves because everything feels like too much right now. “I was also dealing with the news, Suguru. It’s not like I planned this.”

“Of course not,” he offers gently before he’s right back to business. “But you did plan to keep it and planned not to tell me.”

You see the hurt behind his eyes as he tears his gaze away from you. He swipes a hand over his face, like he’s trying to wipe his current expression of pain away. And it makes your heart clench for him.

“Suguru…” you murmur, taking a step toward him. He doesn’t step away as you move forward until you’re standing before him, only a few inches away. You reach forward, taking Suguru’s hand in your own, lacing your fingers through his. “Suguru, I’m sorry. I know I shouldn’t have hidden it from you, but…I was scared. I just don’t know if you’re ready to be a parent. I mean, you’re still dealing with so much…”

You pause as you try to find the right words.

“So much what?” Suguru asks, still unable to look at you.

“So much mental baggage. I mean, seriously Suguru. You can’t deny that.”

He looks down at you again, eyes narrowing in a glare. “So that gives you the right to take away my decision to be involved?”

“It gives me the right to protect myself and my baby.”

“Our baby,” he corrects. He sighs, gaze softening. “And I do understand your logic, but you should have at least talked to me about this. Let me decide what I want. Have I given you a reason to think I’d harm you or our baby?”

Aside from being a “reformed” mass murderer? Suguru really hasn’t given you a reason to think he would ever hurt you. Yes, he’s struggling with his mental health, but he’s been working on it. You’ve seen the effort he puts in. He genuinely tries. You’ve seen him lagging behind Satoru as he leads him to his therapy sessions, making sure he never misses one. You’ve seen Suguru catch himself before he makes a rude comment about non-sorcerers. You’ve seen him take missions to protect those same non-sorcerers who he still struggles not to hate, struggles not to kill, with every fiber of his being.

You know he would never hurt you. You tell him as much.

He nods and then he’s quiet for a long time as his golden eyes search yours. You’re not sure what for. His hand finally holds your own in return, squeezing gently. And then he’s closing his eyes, sighing before he lets go and tells you, “I need you to leave.”

Present Day

You haven’t heard from Suguru since.

You’d texted him a couple times with no response, which under normal circumstances would be odd for Suguru. He never ignored you. You hadn’t even seen him around campus. You were sure he was avoiding you and you couldn’t blame him. You’d really dropped a bomb in his lap. You’re not sure how else you expected him to react. Did you think he was going to wrap his arms around you, kiss you and tell you he couldn’t wait to raise this child with you?

Unlikely since you had gone above and beyond to keep this a secret from him. Of course he had every right to be upset with you. You’re trying to be understanding that even with the knowledge that he has a child on the way, even though he was so upset at you for hiding this from him…he may still choose to be involved. The choice is his…but some part of you hurts when you think about it.

You have to shove those feelings aside as you enter the patient room for your check up with Shoko. She’s seated in her cushy doctor's chair typing furiously on her computer. Your head briefly swims with nausea. It may be your extra sensitive nose lately, but you can still smell the remnants of her last smoke break that she tried to cover up with perfume. It doesn’t help. She looks up from her computer when she sees you enter and smiles, index finger moving to twirl strands of her chocolate locks.

“Right on time,” she remarks, standing to meet you next to the patient bed. You hop up, rolling your eyes.

“Yeah, I was just so excited to come,” you say, sarcasm dripping from your words.

Shoko’s brow rises. “Still no word from Suguru I’m guessing?” She reaches behind you to grab the blood pressure cuff from the wall. You’ve been here enough times to know the drill. You make sure your legs aren’t crossed as you hold your arm out to her.

“Crickets,” you tell her, watching as she wraps the cuff around your arm and pumps the ball, brown eyes locked on the pressure gauge. “Not that I’m going to beg him to talk to me…” you sigh as Shoko removes the cuff. “But I mean…he knows and that’s what matters, I guess. What he does with that information is up to him.”

Shoko hums, moving back to her computer to enter your blood pressure. “Well, the original plan was for Suguru to not be involved in the first place, right?”

She hits the enter key and you watch as she crosses the room to the small armoire against the wall. She reaches inside and takes out a hospital robe.

“True,” you agree. “I guess I never pictured him finding out, so now that he knows I sort of expected him to want to be involved.”

Shoko places the robe in your lap before she reaches forward and takes one of your hands in her own. “You may be letting your emotions get the best of you right now. I mean, this is a big appointment. You’ll be seeing the baby for the first time. I’m sure it would’ve been nice to have him here now that he’s aware of the pregnancy, but—“

A soft knock on the door echoes through the space. Shoko gives you a small smile before she crosses the room and opens the door, peeking through the crack. She clears her throat softly before addressing you.

“Go ahead and get changed into the gown and I’ll be with you in a second.”

You can hear hushed whispers coming from her and whoever is on the other side, but can’t make out what’s being said. Shoko’s tone shifts from one of polite, professional doctor to a harsher tone that makes you think that whoever is on the other side of that door, Shoko is very familiar with. Maybe Satoru? Maybe a student?

“I’ll just be a second,” Shoko calls back with poorly disguised irritation dripping from her voice before she’s out the door, closing it with a quiet click.

You quickly change out of your clothes and slip into the hospital gown and then lay down on your back, getting in position for when Shoko returns. You were used to this by now, coming in every so often to have Shoko poke at your uterus, listen for a heartbeat and check your cursed energy levels. At first it was awkward, having your friend between your legs, swabbing and prodding your insides. But once you’d accepted that Shoko was your doctor above all else, it was easier to move forward. Besides, it wasn't much different than having your other friend between your legs poking and prodding your insides. The only difference is one wasn’t the father of your child.

You sigh, mind drifting back to your last interaction with Suguru. You had made up your mind to keep this pregnancy a secret from him, maybe transfer to another school until the baby was born. Anything to keep him from finding out about the ever growing bun in your oven. You’d made that decision using the excuse that it was to protect yourself and your child. Suguru was still mentally recovering. You knew that when you’d first met him and you knew it when he’d proposed spending more time alone together which soon led to your current condition.

But now that Suguru was in the know…why did it suddenly hurt that he was the one shutting you out? You felt like a hypocrite being upset over it. You lied to him. You kept him in the dark. You didn’t want him involved. You never intended for him to be included in your unborn child’s life in the first place. Yet, he was now choosing to ignore your texts and calls knowing you were pregnant and you’d be lying if you said it didn’t hurt you.

He was within his rights to choose not to be involved. At least you could worry less about keeping it a secret now that everything was out in the open. Now it was simply a matter of navigating this pregnancy alone with the father of your child only halfway across campus.

The sound of a soft knock followed by the doorknob rattling pulls you out of your thoughts. You close your eyes to prepare yourself for Shoko.

“Took you long enough,” you tease, eyes still glued to the ceiling. “Who was it? Don’t tell me Yuuji’s dead again?”

“Oh? Did he die once before?” A deep voice asks. You shoot up to follow the voice, head swimming slightly with the sudden movement. A large hand presses against your back, your body responding immediately, goosebumps spreading across your arms.

“Whoa, easy. Don’t sit up so quickly,” he warns gently, his golden eyes scanning your form. A nervous smile spreads across his lips. Once he’s sure you’re steady, he removes his hand from your back and fidgets with his dark hair piled atop his head in a bun. It’s a move you know well. He’s uncomfortable.

“Suguru,” you breathe, your heart beating loudly in your ears.

Shoko’s heels click loudly as she moves past the man in front of you. “I need to grab the ultrasound gel from down the hall.” She glances between you two. “Do you want him here or…”

Suguru rolls his eyes, slips his hands into his pockets as he awaits your answer. The room is tense, the quiet hum of the ultrasound machine the only thing making it seem real that Suguru is here. He’s actually here. With you. At your pregnancy appointment. For the first time. You can’t stop your heart racing.

You nod. But Shoko doesn’t move and you know she wants to hear you say it.

“Yeah, it’s fine. He can stay.”

With that, Shoko takes her leave. It’s just you and Suguru now, staring each other down. You don’t speak. You figure it took a lot for him to gain the courage to show up if he really was having doubts about being involved. You’re afraid of what you’ll say on the off chance you end up pushing him away. For someone so prepared to do this all alone in the first place, the thought of Suguru choosing not to be around scares you, hurts you, confuses you.

He clears his throat, pulling you out of your own thoughts.

“Sorry I’ve been MIA,” he begins, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. “I needed some time to wrap my head around everything.”

You nod. That’s fair. You can’t fault him for that. Although, you do wish he’d just said he needed some space. But you can’t control how he reacts.

“And honestly,” Suguru continues. “I upped my therapy sessions. A couple days after I found out, the urge to…well,” he shifts from one foot to the other, clearly nervous to tell you this. But he inhales deeply before he proceeds. “To be completely transparent, the urge to kill someone was really overwhelming. So I doubled my sessions from twice a week to four, sometimes five times. I’m sure my therapist is fucking sick of seeing me. But I needed it.”

You nod again. As always, his honesty is refreshing, albeit a bit terrifying. “The urge to kill someone…” you repeat.

Suguru shakes his head. “It would be easy for me to do it if I really wanted to. But I’m trying to be better. I want to be better. For both of you.” He gestures to your belly and you absentmindedly place your hand there. The idea of him increasing his therapy sessions to get his urges under control instead of wallowing in despair makes you feel a sense of pride. You’re proud of him for recognizing he needed help and doing something about it at that moment, for taking charge of his own feelings. Suguru said it himself: he wants to be better for you, for the child you share together. You don’t know why hearing that makes your heart flutter, but you chalk it up to the hormones.

“So, how are you feeling now?” You ask, because it’s important he be here because he’s ready to be. Not just out of some strange sense of obligation.

“I’m good. Still have to work through some things, but I feel okay enough to be here.”

He gives you a small smile, holds his hand out to you and you take it, fingers lacing with his. And for some reason, you feel your earlier mood lift. It’s at that moment that Shoko returns, waving the bottle of ultrasound gel in front of her.

“Alright. Who’s ready to see that baby?”

A/N: Sorry it's taken so long to put this out! I didn't feel like writing lmfao. Not much happens here, but I needed to move things along. Next chapter we get a Suguru POV and get to see firsthand how he handled the news. Then we'll finish up this doctor's appointment (spoiler - it'll probably be messy bc it's me writing it sdlkjfdsk!

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suguruplsr · 17 days

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NEED THAT DICKOLOGY!

— fucking your mentor?

geto suguru x fem! virgin reader , v random + pure filthy smut , oral (f) , protected sex ! , overstimulation , folding position , bar restroom scene > car scene , face riding , fingering , hair pulling , choking + spitting n mouth , not proofread + rushed so lmk what i missed ! 🪐

⸝⸝ psychology.. the study of the mind. a beautiful study you’ve always found yourself interested in, along with the long hour videos of interrogations of criminals. so having a mentor for the job you’re aiming for as a criminal psychologist, is very helpful.

like when he takes you out to dinners with large politicians to study their behaviors. not everyone’s a good person, he reminds you.

not everyone’s a good person, when suguru’s looks fucking edible with his dress shirts and slacks, always leaving out a button undone and his beautiful hair draping around him like a water fall. when he looks like a trap you’d love to walk into.

you’d do anything to imprint the image of his stupidly handsome casual+formal look in your mind, the one you love to imagine him wearing when you’re thinking about him taking you on his office desk, so why not take him out for once?

who knew you’d get so lucky..

“we’re still in public,” suguru huffs with a smile, clearly teasing you with that glimmer in his eyes. ignorant, you continue to kiss against his lips, eager and hungry to the male pressed against your body in the shammy bar restroom. “please.” you beg, nearly whining and mewling for suguru with your drawled voice.

you lick at the lingering liquor transmitted from his lips. his hands gripping your waist. his cologne filling your nostrils. his stupid smile. why did your stupid mentor have this— even more stupid, affect on you?

“please what?” “i don’t know suguru,” you impatiently bite back, frowning at his deep seductive chuckle. the kind that pulls victims like you into his aura. into a man who’ll put you into a trance. which it does, “i just need you, please, touch me suguru..”

suguru lets out a deep sigh at your words, eyes speaking louder than his unspoken words. but you can feel his growing erection against your thigh, and you’d gladly point it out if he wasn’t looking at you like he needs you just as much as you need him.

poor girl, he thinks. one of his hands on your waist trail up. his right one, going up to your throat and giving it a comfortable squeeze. he holds you like you’re nothing, and it makes you want him even more, stomach turning with need as he tilts your head back.

soon he’s attacking your exposed neck— and you’d think he’s a vampire with a how the noises of his lips on your neck fill up the claustrophobic atmosphere. his kisses form a line directly up the middle of your neck, leaving you sensitive once they drop down to your cleavage. and suguru almost has half the mind to pull off your clothing with his teeth, choosing to suckle at the peeking skin of your breast that the sleeveless didn’t hide. “touch you hm? how much? just something like this or..” suguru’s laugh is hidden in your skin once his fingers slipped between the slit of your dress, feeling the damp spot on your panties.

the yellow blinking lights above you do no better to help your failing and swirling head. a mixture of alcohol and lust overtaking your senses— and suguru geto himself. one of his large fingers find your clit way too quick, but it’s as expected of a man who exhibits a sleek ambience of sexiness. he presses the bud through the ruined fabric, “or you want your pussy stuffed full of me. you probably haven’t been fucked good for a while— no offense there..” suguru rubs the area in tight circles, catching how your breath hitches, hands immediately latching to his button up shirt. he doesn’t care for the wrinkles, or how he can feel your nails slowly dig into the shirt, probably forming crescents into the skin underneath.

you’re just too cute.

“i’ve always admired how determined you are, such a smart girl huh? so focused on studies you don’t even have time to touch yourself. but it’s okay baby, you got me now.” you almost feel undermined, despite his words. the way he ignores your pathetic whines and whimpers with each second of his exploration around your cunt..it’s all too condescending.

“i’ll fill that cunt of yours with my fingers first, shit— you can probably only take one.” suguru’s observation is made when the pad of a finger doesn’t slip into your hole easily. your panties were forced to the side already and your cunt wet against his palm. the man kneels, sacrificing his expensive slacks to meet your darling pussy face to face. the psychologist pushes your dress up, to which you get the memo, holding the blue dress and bunching it up to your waist.

suguru holds your panties to the side again, squishing it with a single hand and his thumb kneading the skin of one of your thighs. “s’ fucking beautiful down here..” he whispers, speaking to the mess in front of him.

if only you knew how his mouth watered, drool almost coming up and his muscles fighting with each fiber of his body. he just wants to attach his mouth onto your pussy, let all of your juices and wetness fall into his mouth rather then let it uncomfortably mesh together between your thighs.

let him relieve it.

but, ever the man, suguru stays true to his words, licking his lips unconsciously and bringing a hand up to your folds. yet, unlike his usual patience and prudence, he’s quickly forcing one of his fingers into your cunt. your body jerks, “o-oh. wait! please! oh fuck..” you blabber off into a tandem, curses leaving you while his finger works its way into your virgin cunt. an abnormal feeling.

“already falling apart baby. not even moving it, c’mon, just a bit longer. we don’t want you to get dumbed out at some bar, right baby? not being in the right state of mind is dangerous..” caution is nonexistent in his tone, more-so mocking as he moves closer and lifts your left leg onto his shoulder. you know what he’s implying, his words are promises to how he’s going to break you and leave your mind a mess.

is it really sickening how you clench around his finger just from the thought? you already have him here between your legs and yet, he still keeps you on your toes with each damning word that leaves his mouth.

“let’s loosen you up a bit, or maybe you want some extra work with my tongue?” suguru tsks, unapologetically moving his finger inside you, thrusting it slowly before pulling it out completely to add another, “maybe let me spit on your sloppy pussy and treat it like a whore?” you mewl as he gives your clit a pitiful hit of his palm, then massaging it between his fingers, rolling the bud before slipping two fingers in with ease.

it’s all too much.

“i.. i don’t care, jus’ wanna cum— as long as it’s from you sugu..” you whined, looking down at him with tears filling your eyes, giving little sniffles from how his fingers nudge where you need him most, you just want to grab at him, pull at his hair as he fucks your pussy with his fingers.

suguru hisses, leaving your pussy with a kiss on your clit, “we’re getting the fuck outta here baby, not gonna fuck you here.” and as annoyed as you want to be for having to wait, you follow his words reluctantly, quickly making yourself as presentable as you possible could before he’s dragging you away.

you found yourself in multiple positions in the more comfortable sleek pink BMW— regardless of the limited space in the black interior. you continue your heated session in the stuffy backseat, ridding yourself of that bunchy dress and trying your best to get rid of his clothes before you were put in the position you’re in now.

“ride me baby, keep this pussy on my face, and don’t you dare fuckin’ hover.” suguru’s demand makes you bite your lip, crawling over on top of him and briefly resting on his now bare chest to admire him. his usual put together look was ruined by you. the best you could. perhaps the ideals he had promised to you, reflected onto him. his upper body is covered in stains of your gloss, mixed with your brown lip liner. and the cresent’s of your nails and purple hickies are only more decorative additions that stained his skin in the hours of the night.

suguru’s long hair is sprawled underneath him, undone once you had mentioned wanting to use it as leverage. and who is he to complain about your wishes?

“do you really wanna do this? you don’t have to..” your energy now is a stark contrast from before, unsettling hesitation within you as his arms wrap around your thighs, tugging you forward. a slick of your essence drags along his chest, a guttural sound escaping suguru from the warmth of it on him. “do i need to restate your words my love? i’d be happy to brag all about how you claimed to need me. especially when i can tell right now..” suguru scoffs, and you’re quickly lifted onto his face without warning, his mouth widened and is forcefully attached to your cunt.

the way he eat dines on your pussy is like a man starved. from the tight grip of his hands to the way his cock strains so uncomfortably in his pants. his tongue moves like a snake, flexing and gathering every single drop of you on it, then flicking into his mouth with a groan. suguru savored your taste each and every time, slowly rocking you onto his mouth until you were completely riding him with little cries and moans of your own, tugging his long soft strands.

your hands would fly to the handle of the back seat door, holding the black leather as you came or squirted. after so long, you never knew which it was— but you knew the man underneath you would eat it all up in mere seconds, his thirst for you never ending.

after so long, suguru had layed you back, his hands ghosting over the skin of your stomach with your legs sprawled around him. it wasn’t his ideal choice of scenery for the taking of your virginity, knowing it’s something so cherished. and of course, he’d want your first time, and your first time with him, to be more special than fucking you into the rough fabric of your back seats.

his girl is just so fucking needy.

“hah! ha— sug! um.. fuck you feel soo good!!” you nearly scream, voice breaking and your eyes rolled back.

suguru’s cock is stuffed inside your pussy, the only thing keeping him from your gummy walls was a condom around his dick. yet he hits all the right spots without hindrance, the thick member filling and molding you with each of his pounding thrusts. “yeahhh bet i do— clenchin’ around me baby, shit..” the long haired male groans, his arms are around your thighs— his favorite place obviously, not sure to keep you spread or to push your thighs up and fold you dumb.

rather, enjoy the creamy sight of your pussy around him, or fuck you how he wants to?

he chooses the latter, folding you easily and greeting you with a sloppy kiss that swallows down your moans. his thrusts are more methodical, but they have so much force, nudging your sweetest spot and leading you to cloud nine. his balls, slap against you ass loudly with each one thrust, stringed wet with your previous cum. suguru loves to feel it, the absolute mess between you.

“cum. go ahead princess, give it to me, don’t want you to hold back— not at all.” suguru encourages, pausing your wet and spit inducing make out session with a more firmer kiss on your lips. you whine, holding onto the broad escape of his shoulders, adding more scratches down to his back and clawing with each second you’re brought closer to your orgasm. “o-okay sugu.. g’nna cum..” you can barely speak, voice raspy and only getting worse with a thick hand wrapped around your neck. he really wants you gone, to let your consciousness float away and fuck you till you’re incoherent of even breathing.

at least that’s what it feels like once your eyes are rolling back, body stuttering as he fucks you through the impending feeling while a nasty glob of spit is forced down your throat which cause you to release around him suddenly. it’s too good, unable to feel anything, but feeling everything, at the same time.

youre awaken with his hot load shot out onto your stomach, tossing the soiled condom somewhere and jerking himself off to the sight of your cock-drunk state. through your blurry eyes, you see how his muscles contract and react, his head tilting back and his cock eventually giving all that’s left in little spurts. suguru’s mumbling to himself, probably things he’d say to you if he had came in your ex-virgin pussy.

“baby.. fuck.. you with me or dumbed out? seems i kept my promise, hm?” not trusting your voice, you nod obediently, closing your eyes in content as he sighs. “shit, lets get you cleaned up, then i’ll drive.” suguru grimaces, pulling you up to sit back, smiling from your whine of dissatisfaction. “m’tired sugu”

“me too sweetheart, me too,” suguru hushes, leaning into a soft kiss that only makes you want to fall asleep, sighing against his lips, “ you did so good princess, let me take care of you..”

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dilfl0v3rss · 8 months

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just one day

“why you gotta go out all the time, huh? can’t just lay wit me on the couch?” geto groaned, his large figure blocking the front door with his arms crossed over his chest. you’ve been going out back to back for about two weeks now and he was more than tired of it. you gave him a soft smile, your pretty white teeth making his heart do flips as he watched you wrap your arms around his neck. geto’s hands instinctively lowered, slowing moving towards your ass before giving it a hard squeeze under your skirt. “i can’t go have fun?” you said in a sultry voice, his dick twitching in his sweats as he looked down at your pretty outfit.

“ian say that, jus want one day. can i have my girl for one day?” his deep voice brought a certain tingle down your spine, your thighs slowly shifting together to calm the growing arousal in your panties. geto noticed this, his dark eyes practically glued to your lower half as he watched your thighs rub together. “you can try t’act like you don’t wanna stay, but i know where she wants t’be” suddenly his big hands moved, one now on your hip as the other made its way between your thighs, cupping your soaked pussy through the thin fabric of your underwear.

a quiet gasp flew from your lips, being swallowed by the pair of pink lips joining yours in a sloppy kiss. geto knew how to get to bending to his will quickly and planned to use those tactics on you right now. his big, strong hands moving back to your ass before abruptly lifting you in his hands. you instinctively wrapped your arms around his neck as your boyfriend walked you to the soft cushion of the couch. as geto laid you down, he sat on his knees between your legs, slowly freeing his broad chest from his shirt without moving his eyes away from yours. you were too busy ogling his body to notice, his thick dick protruding from his sweats.

a smirk slid to geto’s face, his body moving down towards yours before he left light kisses on your stomach. he moved up slow and steadily, kissing all over your body until making it all the way up to your neck. “want me t’fuck you?” his deep voice was muffled into the soft skin of your neck, his print rubbing up and down your clothed clit as he squeezed the fat of your thigh with one hand. your lack of reply cause geto’s smirk to widen, his hand quickly tapping your thigh as he got your mind back on track. “huh mama? want me t’put this dick in you?” the answer was and would always be “yes”, but the fact that he asked for permission just made you go crazy. a soft whine left your lips as you tried to raise your hips to feel more of the delicious friction. “y-yea….w-want you t’put it in” at your words geto broke, his body moving almost instantly to turn you on your stomach before pushing your skirt up and pulling your panties to the side. “anything for my baby”

it didn’t take long for geto to have you crying, your legs pushed to your chest as he’d lean down and kiss your tears away. “how it feel? feel full mama?” the sound of your man’s voice caressed your ears, but you were in no shape to reply. your lips parted and eyes rolling as you felt your orgasm rush through you. “c-can’t cum no m-more” you breathed out, earning you a hard thrust to your cervix as geto looked down at you with dissatisfied eyes. “what i say bout that? stop saying you can’t princess, i know what m’doin” you let out a small “sorry” before your boyfriend continued his work, his dick hitting the deepest parts of you as he looked down at you with low, loving eyes. “why you ain’t wanna spend time wit me huh? you like puttin on them sexy lil outfits and walkin past me don’t you mama?”

a small smirk crept towards his lips at the sight of your surprised eyes, how did he know? geto could tell what you were thinking without having to ask you, his hand moving towards your clit as he continued. “been wantin daddy t’beg you t’stay right?” you slowly nodded your head, words stuck in your throat as you gave your boyfriend pleading eyes. geto coo’d at this, only thrusting himself into you harder before leaning down and leaving light kisses on your lips, cheeks, and neck. “please stay baby, let me fuck this pussy all day n’make you feel good. can i do that f’you ma?” as his begs came to an end he began to leave sloppy kisses all over your neck, moving his hips faster into you as he felt his second release approaching.

geto’s voice always made you feel a way, but the deep, gravelly tone mixed with sweet begs he made just pushed you over the edge. your legs shook as you felt your release rush out of you wetting not only the couch, but the both of your bodies now carried a wet shine. “f-fuck papa” you moaned, your back arching off the couch as you watched your boyfriend continue to fuck you to chase his release. a small whimper fell from your lips, “i know pretty, but you gon be here awhile. m’not letting you off this couch until we make up for all the days you left me on the couch, dressed all pretty n shit.” before you could think you were laid on your stomach, your ass getting pulled high in the air by strong, inked hands before geto slowly thrusted back into you. his hands slowly sliding up and down your back before pushing it down to the cushion.

“keep it just like that f’me mama we got a lot of time to make up”

i forgot to put geto in the poll so ima just post this now😭

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sat0-get0 · 1 year

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yeahhh, we definitely need more of that satoru and geto x reader bond 😋🤭

・❥ 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 & 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮

ꕥ 𝙘𝙬 : 𝙬𝙘: 1.6𝙠 (𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚), 𝙛𝙚𝙢 𝙗𝙡𝙠!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙬 𝙨𝙝𝙚/𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙨, 𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙪 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙭 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙤, 𝙮𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥𝙨, 𝙙𝙤𝙜𝙜𝙮𝙨𝙩𝙮𝙡𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙪, 𝙪𝙣𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙭/𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙚 (𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 #𝙛𝙩𝙠), 𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙡 𝙨𝙪𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙪!𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙘𝙪𝙢 𝙨𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙥𝙚𝙩 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨 (𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡 & 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮), 𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜/𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙪𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙪, 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙤𝙪𝙞'𝙙, 𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙪 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙬 𝙪, 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙞 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙭𝙤𝙭𝙤 | 𝙢𝙙𝙣𝙞

✎ 𝘢𝘯 : 𝘯𝘢𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘰𝘰𝘰 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘛𝘸𝘰 𝘉𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵. 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘭? 𝘭𝘮𝘬 𝘧𝘳. 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘮𝘭 ༄

"Suguuu," you whine out in hopes that Suguru hears you from outside of the room. He stepped out to light up for a second but of course Satoru can't be left unsupervised for more than 5 seconds.

"Satoru, fuck did you do now?" Suguru sighs as he re-enters the room, fidgeting with his silver lighter. He fixed his hair into a neat bun after you tugged and pulled on it when his head was between your legs. He analyzes the sight before him, you remain with your back facing Satoru though this time, you're impaled on his dick, his greedy hands massaging at the soft flesh of your ass.

"My skin is brown and it's turning red." you glare back at him. "Stop smacking my ass." Suguru supposes he can smoke later and joins you two on the bed, leaning down to kiss you. "Don't worry, pretty." he mutters against your lips before giving you one last kiss. "I'll beat his ass." You look up at his attractive face as he grins back at Satoru who's glaring daggers at his best friend. "You're lucky this pussy doesn't want me to come out." he chuckles hoarsly, moving his hips forward slightly to pull a whimper from your pretty plump lips.

Your eyes flutter shut despite the sight of Suguru before you as Satoru grinds his hips up, slowly pumping his dick in and out of your greedy pussy. Suguru hums lowly at the squelching, moist sounds as he looks down at you. "You gonna tell me what's wrong?" he asks as if you're not getting fucked. "Told 'Toru that I, fuck..., wanted to face him." You try your best to speak but Satoru teasingly gives you unexpected harsh thrusts to fuck with you. "Wanted something in my mouth, Sugu'."

They're both aware of your oral fixation. You always jump at the opportunity to focus your mouth on them. Whether you're sucking their fingers, their cock, or kissing them, your mouth just needs to be doing something. It gets worse when you're under the influence too; Whether you're drunk or high, suddenly the kisses are endless and you're willing to get on your knees at any moment. Suguru gets the message of course and is instantly willing to help out his best friend, you. When your eyes blink back open, they practically sparkle as you watch Suguru get comfortable sitting on the bed before undoing the knot of his sweats. You're not shocked to see he doesn't have boxers on, his girthy dick springing out once he's gotten his pants low enough.

"Go 'head." he tells you even though your mouth is already latching onto his tip. He releases a groan at the way you suck on it immediately, letting out hums as you become content. The way he runs his fingers down your protective style soothingly is a stark contrast to Satoru who's going to work behind you. He's pressed your back down into an arch as you lower your head to try and fit the girth of Suguru's dick in your mouth, living for the weight of it on your tongue.

"You look so fucking good right now, fuck.." Satoru mutters out, stuffing you full as his pelvis presses against the globes of your ass and remains there to savor the moment for a bit. "Thank you." a deeper voice speaks and you look up at Suguru while your hand moves up and down his length. "Wasn't talkin' to you, the fuck?" Satoru makes a face and you have to pull away from Suguru's dick in order to laugh. He simply narrows his eyes at Satoru but they widen again, more than they naturally do as you suck harshly on the head. "Chill, baby, it's not going no where." he tries to play it off with a low chuckle.

The force of one of Satoru's thrusts has your body jerking forward, causing your mouth to go further down onto Suguru's cock. He's not sure if he wants to scold Satoru for his harshness or thank him because the way you swallowed around him was enough to cause his adam's apple to bob in his throat. You on the other hand are already struggling to take at least half into your mouth and Satoru's feeling particularly mischievous at the moment.

His thrusts are brutal with the way he's entranced by the sight of your ass recoiling against him. He's threatened to pull you back by your hair to have your back arching impossibly more and to be able to feel up on your tits but your upper half seems to be occupied by Suguru. It's annoying him. "Why are you making that face?" Suguru asks him, eyes opened for just a moment before resting them shut again. "Nosy." Satoru replies. It's funny how not even his thoughts can hide how he's feeling.

Satoru presumes he can't have you all to himself after all and decides to enjoy the moment. Suguru sure seems to be, eyes closed as he relishes in the feeling of your tongue tracing his veins and your saliva running down his length. He's never been a head pusher, always letting you do what you want to satisfy your needy mouth. But as time goes on, he finds his hips jerking upwards involuntarily, his balls aching to release even more than he already has today with you.

"I'm gonna cum, pretty." he groans out, meeting your cute doe eyes as you look up at him. You resume your stroking, your freshly done nails glimmering in the dim sunlight that peeks through the crack in the curtains as your hand moves up and down his dick. You keep a rhythmic, steady suction on his tip as a you keep a tight grip on him, watching his every reaction as he reaches his peak. "Don't choke, baby, don't choke." he babbles mindlessly and you try to listen to his instructions as he cums, thick ropes spilling into your mouth as you focus on your breathing. You look up at him, batting your eyelashes once you're sure he's done and stick your tongue out. Suguru moans lowly seeing that you've swallowed all of him and brings a hand up to your chin, bringing your head up to look at him better.

"Thank you, pretty." he mutters lowly, looking down at your lips before pressing his to them. He kisses you slowly and you can't help the small noises you let out between them. With the deep thrusts Satoru gives you combined with Suguru's deep soothing voice, your pussy begins to pulse and you're not sure how much more of this you can take. "Now you're making her wanna cum, Suguru." Satoru chuckles, knowing everything you're weak to. "Hurry the fuck up then, Satoru." he replies. He gives you one last kiss before getting up and fixing his sweatpants, letting Satoru finish you off.

You whine, not only at the fact that Suguru left the room but at the fact that Satoru's thrusts increased in pace. The slam of his hips against your ass is hard enough to leave your cheeks sore but the friction is too delicious to want him to stop. "C'mon, angel, cum on me." he purrs out to you, feeling the way your pussy flutters around his dick. That's exactly what you do, mouth open as you cry out into the room, the smacking sounds of sex only making the commotion louder. It's real fucking hot though and Satoru can't help filling you up. Your loud moans die down to overstimulated whimpers as he focuses on his own orgasm, determined to fill you to the halt.

"God damn- fuck.." you hear him pant out above you. His thrusts have slowed down as he rides out his orgasm and you can't help but collapse onto the bed, absolutely spent and ready to go to sleep. Satoru chuckles at the way you flop and pulls out of you, looking down at your cum-filled pussy like he's admiring his own art work. "Y/N." he calls out to you to which you let a groan out at. He tries his best to turn you over, looking down at your closed eyes as you immediately try to sleep. "Get up, pretty, gotta clean you up."

"I got it." you hear outside the door. Suguru walks in with red hooded eyes, a water bottle, and a moist small towel in his hands. "You should've waited for me." Satoru pouts dramatically. "Roll your own." Suguru grumbles before making his way over to you. He spreads your legs, licking his lips at the sight before focusing on what he came in for. As he moves to clean you up, Satoru grabs his hand and stops him. "What?" Suguru looks up at him. "Let me do it." Your eyes blink open and look at Satoru suspiciously. "No, let her rest." Suguru tries to continue but the towel is being snatched from his hand. "I did it, might as well clean it." You watch as Satoru leans down between your legs, going extra slow as a build up before lurching forward. Your legs close in immediately as you yelp at the way his tongue lands on your sensitive clit before he sucks hard.

You push his head away with a whine and he comes back up laughing, holding his stomach at your reaction. "I knew you were gonna do something dumb." you grumble, relaxing your legs again. "Alright, you got that, Suguru." he sighs before handing the towel back to his best friend. You watch as he pulls his pants up before grabbing your lighter and heading for the door. "I hate you." you huff out.

"Love you too." he shouts before closing the door.

𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 ✩

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“Come on princess, tell me what you want” he spoke, his velvety voice making you clench around his still fingers.

You managed to let out a desperate moan, hips trying to buck down onto his thick digits.

You yelped at the slap he gave straight to your clit, “Uh, uh, good girls listen right” he mused, letting his hand soothe over your clit in smooth circles as an apology for the slap.

“Mhmm”you hum, a choked sob leaving your lips as his slow circles sent harsh sparks of pleasure through your sensitive limbs.

The hand around your neck tightened when he heard your response , “you know better,” he scolded. “Use your damn words”

“M’sorry” you spoke, tears slipping down your cheek when he slapped your pussy again. “You love pissing me off, is that how you apologize to me?”

“I'm sorry daddy, I'll listen like a good girl, I promise”you whimpered.

Your words made him grin and his circles on your clit fastened. “There we go baby, now do what I ask and tell me what you want from me”

The words were on the tip of your tongue, the plea for his big fat cock threatening to spill out of you just like your juices were spilling out onto your boyfriend's pants. At your silence he landed a set of repeated slaps on your crying cunt while his other hand kept it’s tight grip on your neck .You didn’t mean to cum, you swore you didn’t. But you couldn’t help the way you squirted, legs quaking and eyes rolling back in your head when the pleasure grew to be too much.

Your boyfriend frowned as he watched you pathetically cum all over him.“Now you’re cumming without permission” he rolled his eyes.

“What the hell am I gonna do with you”

-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-

Eren,Geto,Toji,Gojo,Uzui,Chishiya,Obanai,Miguel

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Thinking about how Gojo is a pervert when it comes to you and Geto’s relationshipp:

With Geto comes Gojo. You’ve been friends with them long enough to know they come in pairs, but you never expected them to be THIS inseparable.

“It’s embarrassing—ah~”

“‘S not that embarrassing if you just squeezed down on me.”

You only said yes to him watching you both once, but now it’s become a routine. Every other week Satoru comes over for a movie and games and it always ends with him at the end of your shared bed, fisting his dick to the sight of his best friends.

Feeling two pairs of lustful gazes on your body, you could sense when Suguru looks back up at Satoru for what he should do to you. You could almost hear Satoru’s giggles when he hears your strained moans from your boyfriend’s harsh thrust of his hips.

“Sat—“ You almost bit your tongue for how fast you almost slipped out a mistake, but it wasn’t ignored.

“Oh?” Suguru’s voice was laced with tease. His movements didn’t stop, but he did slow down his pace.

Grabbing you by the neck, forcing your back to hit against his chest, cold lips landed on your neck causing your back to arch more, “You almost said Satoru, huh? You want him to fuck you that bad?”

You couldn’t speak, all you could do was let out a pathetic whimper feeling his rough finger tip swirl circles on your wet clit.

Deep down Gojo was thrilled. He almost hoped youd say his name, maybe it would give Geto a chance to let him in on what he wanted most.

And he knew, The black haired boy knew how much his best friend wanted to sleep with you, but he always took away the opportunity the moment he knew Gojo was close to it.

It was a fun game for Suguru.

“Look at him.” He bent you back down, his palm firmly (but still gentle) around your jaw making your eyes meet Gojo’s white blindfold. You couldn’t tell if he was looking at your eyes as well or your marked breasts from earlier. But it felt intimidating, seeing his back against the chair, legs spread and hand slowly moving up and down his shaft.

He chuckles, noticing your eyes following the pace of his hand, “You’re drooling.” was all he responded with, his voice slightly shaky from already being so close to cuming himself,

but he wanted to hold it. Hold it long enough to cum with his best friends as Suguru made you look at Gojo stroke his dick to the snapping of his hips against your ass.

“‘M close..” You breathed out. Your arms ready to give out. So shaky, both of your cum and sweat splattering onto Geto’s pelvis, the lust filled noises of groaning and wet squelches fill the room.

Gojo’s heavy breathing began to get louder, you look up from your pillow, seeing the sight of his adam’s apple bobbing up and down. His neck actually looked way more attractive than it should have. You clench yourself harder onto your boyfriend, the tightness wrapping around him made a pretty whimper fall through his lips.

Geto didn’t have to see your face to know your were looking right at him, he felt mixed feelings. On one side he wanted to be upset and put you on your back to remind you who you’re fucking right now. The other side of him wanted to see how far he can go to see if you’ll finally moan out Gojo’s name and use that excuse to have them both use you for the night.

“Shit!”

But alas, it may have to wait for another day, he was at his breaking point, his loose bun fell once again, leaving the wet stray hairs on his face, nothing but the growing sounds of slapping and moaning from everyone in the room bouncing off the walls.

The orgasms washed over your bodies, you finally let your body fall atop of the bed, but your pretty boyfriend manages to catch you by his forearm to have you lay your limp body ontop of his and under the covers.

“Can I sleep in bed you both too?” Gojo spoke, breathlessly, zipping up his black stained pants.

“No, pervert.” Geto throws the stranded pillow beside him to his friend’s face, letting a chuckle escape them both, you were sound asleep though, deaf to the comments they both made about you.

“She almost broke again. You know she’ll say yes. Just ask. I promise I’ll be gentle.”

“No. Not until she says it herself. Until then, youre shit out of luck.”

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