₊˚⊹。 11:49 p.m. | gojo satoru
wc: 421
summary: gojo is larger than life, but you make him feel small.
contains: none really, can be read as gn!
a/n: he’s a big baby :’(
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There’s something in the way you hold Gojo that makes him feel so incredibly small.
He stays tucked under your chin, like a child, your palm lying flat on the top of his head. White wisps of hair poke at the corners of your nose, but all you feel is the soft puffs of air tickling your neck.
Gojo has always been affectionate—clingy even; he’s loud and obnoxious, always the first to touch but never the one to feel. He takes up space, the very thing he holds power over, and squeezes it to fit in this small bed, right by you.
Nights this quiet rarely come by anymore. If you aren’t sweeping the streets for curses, he is; if neither of you are, then curses come to find you—in your dreams, in the slight twitching of Gojo’s fingertips resting on your hip.
On nights like this, you cradle him to you, leg slung over the expanse of his body, tugging him closer. He’s a lot bigger than you are, stronger too—long limbs and lean muscle. But you hold him like he is someone to protect, gentle and fragile���as if his single touch hasn’t killed, as if his eyes haven’t seen destruction caused by his very hands.
When you hold Gojo in this rare, quiet night, he feels so incredibly small. And for someone so big, someone who is larger than life—all 6 feet over, all seeing, bearing all the burdens of the world, he thinks: feeling small isn’t so bad. Feeling small is okay. It’s quiet. Peaceful. Only because it’s you.
He wraps an arm around your waist, squeezing, the other finding purchase on your thigh slung over his hip. His face nuzzles deeper into your neck, lips brushing against your skin in a blur of kisses. Your legs soon become a tangled mess when he adds his to the mix.
The grandeur attached to Gojo’s name is a birthright he can’t escape from. It’s the responsibility of being the strongest. But in moments like this, he doesn’t feel like Gojo at all. He feels like Satoru, only wanting the simple things, like still nights tangled up in your bed, close enough to disintegrate the space he’s so proudly surrounded himself with his entire life.
Now, he feels like Satoru, made small by your hands, but so content with the simple things—like your tiny bed and the moonlight peeking through your curtains, like the thrum of your heartbeat and the fact that he can exist in this space, with you.
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List of “how about we get comfy and cozy with each other, in more ways than one?” prompts
(Warning: This list is pretty much an overshare in the form of a prompt list, because it is very much based on my personal experiences. A lot of TMI happens.
If that makes you uncomfortable, please don’t read the list. If you’re okay with it, proceed on at your own discretion.
Don’t say I didn’t warn you because… It’s a lot.)
1. “I hope I’m not being too needy.” “Well, I like it when you’re needy. I like it when you’re like this.” (THE FUCKING AUDACITY OF THIS MAN WLEIFLEKWNKLEWFN)
2. Character B groping Character A’s ass while they’re making out.
3. Character A moaning and whimpering into Character B’s ear while rubbing themselves against Character B’s thigh, desperate for release.
4. “I… I want you to touch me,” Character A admits, while staring up at the ceiling, cheeks reddening in an increasing show of embarrassment.
5. “Tell me to stop if it becomes too much, okay?”
6. Character B dry humping Character A; hips thrusting into theirs, picking up with the pace when Character A whimpers in their ear and pulls Character B even closer in response because they don’t want any sort of space left between them; not even a sliver.
7. Character B getting all sweaty and heated while they’re dry humping Character A.
8. Character B taking off their shirt to get more comfortable with Character A, and Character A subtly admiring their physique. (WHEN HE DID THAT?? THE DISRESPECT??? This guy’s gonna ruin me, I know it sjjsjs)
9. “Don’t be too loud,” Character B murmurs softly, planting a tender kiss on Character A’s face while sliding their thigh against Character A’s crotch, taking in the way Character A lets out a strangled sigh at that. (SIRRRR?? THEN DON’T FUCKING DO THIS TO ME?? WTF LWKENFWEK. Mind you, his fam came home after we were alone for an hour or two, so-)
10. Character A and Character B continuously checking in on each other every now and again to make sure they’re comfortable with the way things are going.
11. Character B planting soft kisses all over Character A’s face and their neck, reassuring and sweet while things get very, very heated.
12. “You’re going to make me not want to leave the bed if you keep doing this,” Character A warns in a low moan, as Character B continues to kiss their neck, their body pressing against Character A’s. Character B only chuckles in response, nipping at their skin playfully.
13. Legs tangling together so they can get closer to each other.
14. Character B fondling Character A, enjoying the noises they’re eliciting from Character A; enjoying the way they’re making Character A unravel at the seams, coming undone by their touch so easily.
15. Character A hiding their face into Character B’s shirt because they can’t keep the noises at bay, and hoping to God they’re not being too loud.
16. Character A and Character B’s hands roaming each other’s bodies, almost like they can’t get enough of each other (and they can’t. They can’t get enough of each other is the fucking problem here).
17. Character A desperately humping Character B’s thigh, chasing their high, shameless noises scraping at the back of their throat.
18. Character B’s fingers speeding up in response to the sweet sounds falling out of Character A’s mouth.
19. Character B letting their hands wander all over Character A’s body; slipping under their shirt, their pants, their undergarments, and Character A enjoying having their hands all over them like this even though they’re too shy to admit to that with words.
20. “Do you want me to straddle you?”
21. “How am I supposed to think about anything else while fucking myself now?” Character A questions in a rushed gasp as Character B continues to rub their thigh against their crotch.
22. “You’re so adorable,” Character B murmurs as they continue to thrust their hips into Character A’s. “How is me doing this adorable to you?” Character A questions, moaning a little at a particularly hard thrust of Character B’s hips against theirs.
23. Character B leaving hickeys on Character A’s neck, on spots that make them pretty damn visible to the public.
24. “So… How do you like it on top?” “It’s uh… It’s an interesting experience.”
25. Character B’s body responding to the noises Character A’s making because of what they’re doing with them; to them.
26. Character B’s hand slipping past Character A’s pants to grope their bare ass while they’re dry humping each other.
27. Character B hitching Character A onto their thigh, pressing their thigh firmly against Character A’s crotch to tease them.
28. Character B caging Character A between their arms while kissing them, and Character A’s arms wrapping around Character B’s neck to pull them closer, fingers carding through their hair; hands sliding down their neck; their shoulders; their arms; slipping under their tank top, palms resting against their bare skin; palms gliding along their spine and their back.
29. Character B asking for consent whenever they want to do something a little out of the blue, and stopping when Character A isn’t comfortable with it. (BOUNDARY RESPECTING KING, PEOPLE NEED TO BE LIKE HIM!!)
30. “Sorry if I went too far,” Character B says, and Character A shakes their head. “No, you didn’t go too far. You didn’t go far at all; you didn’t go far enough,” Character A says, flushing at the brazen admission coming out of their own mouth.
31. Character B trailing kisses down Character A’s chest/breasts.
32. Character B pulling up Character A’s undergarment/shirt and taking Character A’s breast/nipple into their mouth, with Character A arching into them with pleasure at the unexpected gesture, a soft, encouraging gasp leaving them.
33. Character B slipping their hand under Character A’s shirt/undergarments to fondle with their nipples/breasts.
34. Just Character A being a needy little fuck and needing Character B to be all over them because they’re so fucking addicted to the taste of them and the way their body rocks against theirs.
35. Character A letting out little obscenities while they’re fooling around, which only fuels Character B further.
36. “Well, now I’m really wet/hard.” “I see no problem with that.”
37. Character A rocking back against Character B while they’re spooning and Character B shallowly thrusting against them in response.
38. Character A biting their bottom lip to try and keep quiet (and failing pretty miserably).
39. “Yeah, you like that?” Character B softly murmurs into Character A’s ear as Character A lets out an involuntary sigh, arching up into Character B in response.
40. “Well… I do fantasise being restrained by handcuffs.” “We can try that in the future if you’d like.” (WELL FUCK ME I GUESS LWKENFEWLKNF)
41. Character A moaning into Character B’s mouth while they’re making out, which spurs Character B on, with the way they pull Character A even closer and kisses them harder; with much more fervour than before.
42. Character B touching, teasing and feeling Character A up. (DID Y’ALL GET THAT WAYV REFERENCE OR WHAT—)
43. Character B caressing the side Character A’s thigh while they’re kissing.
44. “And you’re telling me this is what cuddling is?” “Mhm.” “Bullshit.”
45. Character A fucking themselves on Character B’s fingers, whimpering in a way they’d be embarrassed about if they weren’t so in the moment.
46. Character A trying so fucking hard to control the soft little whimpers leaving them when Character B rubs against them with their fingers.
47. “I’m all over the place and it’s all your fault,” Character A whines while Character B chuckles. “Mmm, it’s not all on me, you know,” Character B says, tone teasing.
48. “It’s just me and you now,” Character B murmurs softly, planting a kiss on Character A’s lips, slowly rocking their hips against Character A. (onrwlfgnrekljng FUCK!! OFF!! ALKFHEWLKNF)
49. Character B closing the blinds for privacy reasons. (He was struggling to close the blinds and I was giggling and teasing him about that lmfaofenlkfn)
50. Character B slipping their thigh between Character’s A’s legs with the intention of messing with them.
51. Character A grinding against Character B’s thigh and Character B responding by pressing their thigh firmer against Character A.
52. The soft pleas and whimpers slipping out of Character A’s mouth as Character B quickens the thrusts of their fingers.
53. “How are you feeling?” Character B would ask every now and then to make sure Character A’s comfortable and okay with what they’re doing, and the pace they’re going at. (This is ALWAYS so fucking sexy! Do this with your partner)
54. Character B unbuttoning/unzipping Character A’s pants, in a tauntingly slow manner; slips their hand past the waist band of Character A’s pants whilst Character A squirms around a little, their heartbeat quickening in anticipation of what’s to come. (Uh, no pun intended???)
55. Taking a break in between each of their little sessions and cuddling with each other, and using those moments to check in on each other.
56. Character B stopping themselves from going further whenever they sense Character A getting a bit overwhelmed with everything that’s happening and making sure that they’re okay. (He just… He’s so caring and it’s so fucking sweet AHHHH)
57. Character B’s ragged, laboured breathing in Character A’s ear as they fuck themselves against Character A, and Character A squeezing their biceps in encouragement; the soft pants from Character B and the whimpers and moans from Character A intermingling in the air.
58. Character A burying their face in Character B’s chest out of pure embarrassment after doing all of that, and Character B chuckling at them while cuddling them close to their chest, planting several kisses on their face.
59. Character A’s clothing smelling like Character B’s because of how much they were all over each other, all day and night.
60. Character A leaving Character B’s room with the messiest hair by the end of the night.
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# jisung + marking
# nsfw + mdni. jisung’s a love biter. and just mille trying to avoid dialogue.
it’s the way jisung’s a love biter, kisses on your lips slowly traveling down to your neck, long, slender fingers tipping up your chin to expose your soft, pretty neck. one hand on your waist, holding you tightly to his lap, the other gentle and careful to hold your face, a wet trail of kisses on your skin.
and there’s no words to be said, as his teeth graze your neck briefly, gently nipping your skin directly above your rapid heartbeat, a low, deep hum at the quiet sounds he elicits from your throat. a nip, then a lesser gentle suck, bruising your skin in a splotchy, darkening bloom of a hickey.
jisung’s soft hair brushing against your jaw as he kisses each fresh bite he leaves, slowly and gentle as if hickeys are a mark of a love note, a quiet, subtle claim to your body as his. splotchy, loving bruises trailing down your skin, his gaze glancing up as if in a loving trance up to your eyes through his long lashes, fingers letting go of your chin to slowly unbutton the shirt of his you’re wearing. and as he slips each button undone, a fresh hickey finds its way to replace a fading one, down to the pretty swells of your chest. your fingers gently tugging on his hair as jisung groans softly at the sensation, tugging his shirt off your shoulders carefully, just enough to expose more skin, leaning down to bite another mark, bruises flowering on your soft breasts, his grip on your waist tightening, as if he never wants to let go.
a small blush on his cheeks, seeing the way he’s left so many marks, both fresh and healing. jisung can’t help it. the right words always fail him, shyness overtaking the way he wishes to tell you something. so in the intimate, romantic moments like these, he’ll leave his claim to tell you his love, through the marks marring your skin. and in the same way he’ll smile quietly and nudge your concealer away from his bites, a shy smile on his lips when he catches a glimpse of a love bite on your skin when the wind ruffles your clothes, so quiet but prominently saying you’re his.
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jisung’s a love biter, his big hands holding your thighs spread open, soft groan emanating from his throat at the sight of your pretty, plush thighs covered in fading marks of his, biting his plush lower lip before leaning in, placing kisses over the remaining bruises. it’s jisung’s way of teasing, to leave trailing bites up to your core, each nip a touch harder than before, until his lips press against your clit, warm tongue licking up your slit, a hint of a smile when your fingers thread through his hair and quiet whimpers fall from your lips, he’s pleased.
and lying on his chest while his softening cock warms your pussy, a sticky mess he’s left of cum dripping down the love bites on your thighs, his fingers tracing the hickeys on your chest like constellation stars, humming softly to a song because he can’t sleep after sex until you have.
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