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shaisuki · 3 days

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𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗣𝗘𝗗 𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗦

ft. bully gojo satoru and geto suguru

content warnings college au, heavy bullying, alcohol consumption, smut, dubious consent, humiliation, gojo and geto's pov, threats, abuse of power, not proofread. dead dove do not eat.

notes nothing eventful about this. only gojo and geto's pov and the next chapter is going to be serious for real. it might be a boring chapter to you. as always thank you for the endless support of this. a major timeskip will happen in the next chapter.

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SERIES MASTERLIST

synopsis they didn't know that would be the last time they will see you.

it's almost natural.

how your body melds against their own. filling the gaps and crevices and the comfort it brought to them. they can't help it. how your body provided warmth and the pleasure as it courses throughout their body. you were simply divine on your own. the clothing they bought for you was simply irresistible on you. they never tell you that but their actions told you.

the blue and white corset type top of they bought for you sealed the deal. flattering the shape of your body and just makes the swell of your stomach makes it more sexier than it was. the shopping trip was really the way to get you out of your boring clothes and access was made easier.

“twirl.” suguru order you to so and you spun your heel. turning around slowly for them to examine. “you look pretty for once.” geto smirks in approval. drinking in the sight of your plump figure in that top paired with that black skirt that rest in your mid-thigh showing that thick thighs squished together.

“don't be so fucking tense.” satoru's voice rumbles. annoyed by your shaking. it was the nerves. it wasn't the mocking kind of voice he uses to you instead it was harsh. chastising you for such rigid posture. “satoru, you can be so stern sometimes. go easy on (y/n). she's not used to this.” geto tuts at gojo's behavior. satoru rolled his eyes at him. “that's why she should start learning to be grateful.” shaking his head and he looks at you. shivering and cowering in the sound of his voice. it doesn't help that they were both staring at you like a piece of meat to be examined.

the duo stands up from they were seated. their tall stature towering over you and helpless you are when they surrounded you like this. “that's only for the good, baby. we're going to a party later and we need you to look best, okay?” suguru explains it to you and thus wiring your brain to believe it was only for the good. damn well you know they have the reputation to uphold. “maybe, we can help you to loosen up?” he added. “just trust us.” he says and his hands are holding to the exposed skin where your skirt doesn't cover it.

your lips are warm. smooth too as it brushes to his lips. there's also a hint of sweetness of it too. maybe that's the reason why he likes kissing you. groaning when you pull his hair as he kisses you. swirling his tongue in the expanse of your mouth while his friend kisses your other lips. he can't stop. how he can stop when you taste so good. air was being a problem too. although it frustrates him from the lack of air he needed to let go. both of you are softly panting. catching each other's breaths and gojo stares at your face. you got eyes that can rival his even it's the same as everyone else but when he say it is, it is. he stares at it. trying to find the answers you possibly hold in this life and maybe it's in there and his eyes went to your lips. the softest pair of lips he had kissed. it was like mochi. soft when you bite into it and before he could get lost to your eyes. he catches your lips again and he wishes that breathing isn't such a problem.

suguru let out a satisfied hum. your skirt are carefully bunched in your waist while his large hands holds your ass. your legs are hooked to his shoulders while he laps at your heat. flicking his tongue against your holds and sucking your cute, little bean that got you whining. muffled by his friend's mouth who got you silent. his hand possessively wrapped around your round stomach. your thighs trembled, it made him feel goddamn proud that you were so feeling good that you unconsciously grind to him. you say you don't like it but your body doesn't lie.

“ngh-mmm” geto hums as he hear you whine in the kiss. you're getting close so he sticks his finger into your dripping hole. sucking your clit while he pumps his finger to your cunt. obscene noises of your cunt squelching as he thrusts his fingers fueled him more to pump it faster until your thighs are too weak to support itself.

gojo breaks the kiss. swiping his lips with his tongue at the saliva both of you exchanged. “look, suguru. (y/n)-chan's cumming.” he said in astonishment. biting your lips as suguru push you into your release. the man below you bestowed only harsh sucks to your poor little clit. gojo laughing at your reaction before dipping to pepper your cheeks with kisses going down to your nape and to your neck. “haaa” you moan out as suguru brought you to your release. your juices gushing down and staining his mouth in which he laps up. not wasting a drop. he licks his lips and seductively licking his fingers clean. “now, it's our turn.”

eyes almost rolling in the back of their head. eyes closed as they came inside you. cocks throbbing as spurts after spurts of their cum are deeply spilled inside of your holes. satoru can't help but to curse. muttering fuck as your cunt squeezes his cock that is deeply nestled inside you and suguru bites your ear. you weren't doing good either. softly panting, sweat beading in your face from how good they have fucked you. almost limp in their hold and after the glow of their post orgasm. they carefully laid down their play toy.

suguru watches you scramble to grab the wet wipes you always have after they dumped their load inside you. running down in your thighs as their spent quickly dried upon being exposed in the cold air. he grabs the wipes from your hand and kneels in front of you. kissing your thighs first before gently wiping the stains of their cum. he wanted you to look presentable, after all you were going to a party. your first, not surprised anything from your lack of experience. people would not want to waste time to talk with you let alone invite you. you're only getting the ticket because of them.

he slowly pulls your skirt down. straightening the slight crumple of your skirt by flattening it between his fingers. he almost laughs seeing as your thighs quiver. you recover slow than the both of them. in his kneeled down position, he can see your stomach poking from that tight corset top. it really does suit you. he and satoru bought that top for you in a size smaller just to see the features you have that you are bothered it. see as you squirm and pull that tight fit clothing in your body so they just could reprimand you.

it's a damn well spent of a money. that he can't help but to say it aloud. your face turning into one of a bashful expression and he finds you so adorable and easy to play with. just say something good and you turn putty in them that it was getting difficult to let you go. satoru being the one who keeps insisting about you. yapping about you every time when you're not around. he keeps his hands holding your thighs together while satoru plays the bow in your top. enthralled by it like he was some sort of a cat. “suguru, can we have more with (y/n)-chan?” absentmindedly asking him about it. geto taps your thighs after he was in cleaning you up. suguru thinks about it but they're already running late even he still wants to. you're just damn irresistible in your new clothes. carefully chosen by them.

suguru chuckles. “idiot, we're already running late, after that we can.” satoru's expression changes into something of annoyed. what a spoiled brat. he thinks but the latter quickly agreed with him. “tch, party pooper.” he ignores the comment and moves his attention to you. he notices the look in your face. one that he knows that you're in a huge discomfort and everything bothers you. nervously chewing your bottom lip.

he grasp your jaw to look at him. “smile, this is your first real party. you're going to enjoy this.” you simply nod then his tone that is somewhat comforting changes into something more of commanding. “ditch us and you know what will happen.” he warns you cause simply you have the habit of being a stubborn bitch. known for defying orders from them and go later crying after being punished. then he simply smiles as he lets go of your jaw.

this is peak college. what really defines college is the parties. the loud music, the shouts of everybody who is simply having fun or simply getting wasted and mostly the pretty girls they can ogle at.

suguru and satoru both glances at you behind them. you look like you were going to run and cry and before you could do anything of what they were thinking. they pull you. shoving you inside with them and a smile instantly lit in their faces. they are what makes a party complete. they ignored you as the passes everybody who greeted them. girls who wants the time of their life and guys who either looks up on them or completely despises them. both grabbing their drinks and satoru caught a glimpse of that zen'in heir annoyingly coming to them.

fuck naoya zen'in. the damn guy was like a year younger than him and acts like they were equal since he insists on convincing them that they were on the same breeding and status alike. they were kings and everything is just plebians around them but satoru contradicts everything of it. his only equal was suguru and everyone else is nothing.

he made it clear and since then naoya started to hold animosity for him. well, he does. who could blame him. he's gojo satoru. he's blessed and could be god's divine creation.

“gojo you son of a bitch. you came.” naoya greeted him and although was gojo was putting a facade he did want nothing more than to wipe the smirk on naoya's face. he just greeted him the same. a way that he could pissed the damn guy.

“ah, zen'in. wouldn't miss this just i could wipe that smirk off your face.” he almost laugh as naoya's smile drops. already quipping a snarky remark until he notices you and satoru didn't like that one bit from how naoya was looking at you. naoya's demeanor turning into a flip upon laying eyes on you. a smirk on his lips. “you two in fat bitches now?” pointing at you with cup in his hands and he scoffs. “none of your business, zen'in.” shooting him a glare but thanks to the dark glasses he wore, naoya's oblivious to it. “then you two wouldn't mind me using her.” he suggested and before he can respond, he hears suguru clicking his tongue. annoyed and pissed and it was not like suguru to get worked up over this. “fuck off.” it was obvious from what suguru wants and naoya sensing the venom in geto's words, raises his hand in mock defeat and disappears in a place where they don't give a shit about.

he was just so angry that naoya could look at you the way they see you. out from anger and he sees you standing behind them. he can't stop the words coming out from his mouth. “you're an embarrassment.” he says without hesitation and he maybe did regret saying that to you after seeing you bite your lower lip and the quick blinking of your eyes that you were holding tears. adding to injury was satoru trying to calm him down. “hey, hey suguru.” gojo taps his shoulder. “let loose, don't naoya get to you.” his best friend assures him and glances down to you. his bright blue eyes peering to show you he was serious and then let the salt burn to your wound. “you're right.” he pauses for a bit with eyes cold staring at you. “find a seat, (y/n). you're embarrassing us now with you around.” he watches you slowly retreat to lick your own wounds.

fuck. he shouldn't have said that. naoya getting better to him and what the hell he is thinking. he couldn't give a damn about what you were feeling. he needed a drink and so then he left satoru and also keeping tabs in where you are. a good girl. you settle in the corner where wasted and just other students who were just to chill gathered.

this is a party and he was going to enjoy it. he quickly grabs a bottle then proceeds to talk with someone who didn't bother to remember their name. just get down to whatever nonsense he can ride on. this is better until his anger simmers down. a temporary distraction to what he really feels and satoru could fuck himself for now.

“satoru.” gojo was taking a swig of his drink when a girl approached him. calling his name like they were lovers but it was more like an ex-fling. never had a relationship with her. she was only a temporary fun. “ah, sar—ah, sayuri.” he almost curses at himself. sayuri playfully pouts at him and there it is, the batting of eyelashes. “that's mean, satoru. you already forgot me.” her lips puckers before placing a hand in his chest. if this was a another party of gojo and he really liked this girl. he briefly remembers her. sayuri — he had hots for her a long time ago.

he would have taken her upstairs but you were here. he caught you in the corner. you were like a child in awe at the people in this house. gojo almost chuckles at your cute antics but suppressed it and then a cruel idea pops in his mind. “missed me?” he asks sayuri and there was no answer needed as he crashes his lips to sayuri. his sight never leaving yours and when you caught him. he watch as your eyes widens, you lower your head in embarrassment before chugging that drink in your cup in one swig. he smirks in the kiss as he watches you wiped your tears away. he always liked making you cry.

did he kiss this chick just to see you get upset. yes, he did. your reactions are priceless and tonight you didn't disappoint. thanks to this sayuri girl. he pulls her more just to kiss her deeper out of gratitude.

this was starting to bore him and suguru dismisses himself. wanting to be in your presence again. he did promise himself to show you a good time cause this was your real party you were going to experience. he still finds you in the corner where you made yourself comfortable. instead of watching the crowd like you the wallflower you are. he finds you with your head hung low and your hands wiping the tears rolling down in your cheeks. you were used to their harsh words and you did cry in almost of them but never publicly. it was for their eyes only and seeing you in distress that you weren't ashamed to bawl your eyes out he finds the reason.

suguru is no stranger to finding satoru making out with some random girl cause he is too. whomever he finds interesting and good enough gets him, so is satoru. he taps his friend's back to gain his attention in which he successfully did. shoving the girl he was making out with earlier. “what suguru?” sometimes satoru was just simply annoying him with questions but he didn't have the strength to entertain his silly questions when there are more important matters and that is you leaving this party.

he points the door where you just left and satoru gets the message and so then they passed the crowd to follow.

it wasn't hard to find you with the students who was going in the same way with you and they were pissed that they had to get away from that crowd just to get you. you better prepare yourself they're not getting easy on you after this.

they easily catches up to you. their tall stature made it easier for them. gojo was the first one to grab you. pulling your arm harshly to stop you from your tracks and turning you around to face them. “we told you, you don't leave without us. do you really want to get punished, (y/n)-chan?” he asks you but it was weird. along with your tear stained face. you were emotionless like you were numb. something is definitely wrong and suguru knows that too but ignored it cause they were angry at you or rather disappointed.

you were really being stubborn tonight. suguru was about to help satoru to drag you but you sat in the ground. you were giving them a hard time and they were calling for both of them and not wanting to be seen in commotion with you. geto warned you. “we're going back to you later.” and they left you followed by the cheers of the everybody partying as the stars once joined them again.

they didn't know that is the last time they were going to see you again.

you disappeared that night and they left for tomorrow to give you a lesson but instead you were gone. they went to your classes. your dormitory and asked your roommate but they were clueless or where you could have gone. it continued for a week and then your dorm room was nothing. no signs of you as they cleared out. suguru searched for your whereabouts. nothing. they also went to go as far contacting your parents but also nothing. they could be lying which maybe the case but satoru finds out, they were not.

there's only a message of what happened to you. a message from shoko. their closest friend who was currently interning at a hospital not far from the university.

shoko: what have you done you idiots!?

and it was just like that.

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bwere · 2 days

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WHAT'S AFTER PLAN B?

after missing your period, you decided to take a pregnancy test, whatever happens next depends on him.

feature: choso, gojo, geto | part ii: nanami, sukuna, toji, hiromi

content: 4.5k+ wc — not proofread + mentions of pregnancy, slight guilt trip, possessive sēx, light cm play, dggystyle, m!reciving, pssy eating, fluff, nastay

CHOSO KAMO

Choso had been enamored with you since the day you two first met, and ever since he had been by your side whenever he had the chance, like a lost puppy.

However, he was no different during sex, but rather–worse.

The day you graced him with the chance to even see her at all, never in his life had he been so hard that it hurt to move. In that moment he wanted to cum so bad—already having a pool of pre-cum seeping embarrassingly through the thread of his boxers.

He never wanted to pull out of your tight hole, never dared to dream of a day he wasn’t fucking you after your first time together. The same hole that has his hips stuttering as he pounds into your tight cunt, drooling. every. time.

The same pussy that took his virginity, what else would he be if not obsessed? Nothing would ever relate to the way your insides claimed him. Not his hands, not ever any toys, not anyone else, just you.

You had him locked in a chokehold from the start—and the day you trusted him to take care of your insides was the day he swore he would do anything for you.

He fucks you like his only purpose in life was to please you—trying to get you pregnant, emptying every last drop he has in you. Never taking his dick out, giving you two a second to catch your breath, before hes fucking into you even harder.

Is it really so surprising as he now holds your pregnancy test while you wait for him to respond?

“…Y-You’re?” he gulps as the weight of reality sinks in–his heart struggling to function at the sudden news.

You forewarned him numerous times, that if he didn’t stop cumming in you every time you had sex, that birth control wouldn’t even be able to stop the carelessness of his actions—that would only end up with you pregnant.

“Pregnant, yes.” you bit your lip, looking down at your feet as the room shifts into silence. Leaving your mind to wonder until he begins to open his mouth.

His eyebrows slightly furrow as he turns to face you, seeming taken aback. “Are you going to keep it?" he asks.

“I've thought about it.” you quip with a sigh.

His eyes map your face with attentiveness, looking for falter between the lines of your words. Sliding closer to you, making you feel the weight of the couch dip. “And?”

“Anddd, I want to know how you’d feel if we were to—possibly try?”

A switch in Choso's mind flickered. The plush cushions yielded beneath his weight, and suddenly, you were lying flat on your back, pinned by the force of his body against yours. His chest pressed against your ribs, and your breath caught in your throat.

“Do you know how long I've wished to watch your belly grow? To let everyone know I'm the one who stuffed you full of my cum, made you the soon to be mother of our child?”

“Well I-”

His eyes bore into yours, searching for answers. “Tell me,” he murmured, his lips dangerously close to yours, “How would you feel? Walking around while everyone knows you got fucked by me so good, that you ended up pregnant?”

You swallowed, your pulse racing. “I'd feel…” the words escaped you, lost in the intensity of the moment. “I'd feel proud letting everyone know you’re mine.”

Choso’s thumb brushed against your lower lip, and you leaned into his touch. his mouth hovered over yours, a breath away. “Don’t you want to make me proud?”

“Y-Yes…so proud,” you nodded.

Then without warning, his lips met yours—a collision of heat and longing. The couch bounced again, but this time, it was forgotten. All that mattered was the taste of him, the way his kiss ignited a thousand sparks within you.

Admittedly, making your pussy clench just from the tension.

His hand cradled your jaw, thumb brushing against your cheekbone as if committing every detail to memory. When he finally pulled away, your lips tingled, and you struggled to catch your breath.

Choso’s eyes bleeding into yours, dark and unreadable. The room felt charged, as if the air itself crackled with unspoken promises. “Then let’s make sure you do.”

You could feel his growing arousal against your thigh, reminding you of the very reason why you were in this predicament.

"I've been thinking about getting you pregnant constantly," he whispered, his hands roaming over your body. "I can't get enough of you, baby."

“C-Cho’ need it inside…please…” you felt your worries melt away as you surrendered to his touch. You’ve thought about it too, desperately, and he made sure you were gonna get just that. Your clothes falling to the floor, as you kissed and touched each other without plan.

Choso positioned himself between your legs, looking deep into your eyes.

"I've been missin’ her," he said, stroking your thighs. "Seems like she missed me too,"

“Mnh—don’ tease Cho’….”

“H-Hah, how am i s’posed to say no to that?” positioning his throbbing dick at the entrance of your soaked pussy he slowly thrusted forward.

Both of you gasped as you felt yourself being stretched and filled by his inconsiderable length. He paused for a moment, savoring the feeling of being sheathed in your tightness.

"You like that, pretty?" earning a moan from the depths of your throat—meeting his thrusts with eager hips.

"Y-Yes…!," you whispered, licking your lips. "I love it—f-fuck me, Cho’. Make me a mommy…mngha"

Choso began to move, sliding in and out of you with long, deep strokes. He watched as his cock disappeared inside you, only to emerge glistening and slick. You threw your head back, moaning loudly as your whole body trembled with pleasure.

Choso fucked your worries and stress as they melt away. You loved the way he made you feel—wanted, desired, and absolutely worshiped.

His breath was hot against your neck as he whispered dirty words of encouragement. "T-That’s it pretty, take it all, mnguh—” he grunted. "Your pussy feels s-suh good, s-squeezin’ my dick. m’ gonna cum so deep inside you..."

You knew you shouldn't encourage his reckless behavior, but in that moment, you couldn't bring yourself to care. You just wanted to feel him cum inside of you.

"C-Uhm for me, cho—ngh!” you begged. "Wan’uh feel it deep in my womb!”

“Oh f-fuck, she’s milking me so tight baby…mmmphn!” with a guttural groan, Choso obeyed, pushing deep till his load shot inside of you, his cock pulsating in the process.

His cum was seeping out of you and pushing you over the edge yet again. Crying his name like it was your first word, your pussy surrendering around him, savoring the last drop of his exhausted cock.

“Mmgnh—you’re so pretty like this, stuffed full of my b-babies…shit..”

GOJO SATORU

ring ring ring ring

You paced around the kitchen anxiously awaiting for Satoru to pick up the call.

You were one week late for your period, and while dealing with Satoru physically trained you to be prepared with plan b at all times, this time it finally failed.

Satoru knew how to pull out sure, it’s the fact that he just never really wanted too. Yeah he loved watching his cum drip off your tits, painting your body, or slipping off his tip and resting on your tastebuds. He’s just much rather watch your tight pussy struggling to hold in his cum from leaking out.

He'd continuously rearrange your insides and clean up any mess he left behind. Satoru won't acknowledge that he has occasionally wondered what you would look like if you were carrying his child. Your love handles would get doughier than usual, and your nipples, hard and lactating, the whole concept made him ignore the negative aspects. And while having a child is a blessing, his life's ambition was to have one with you.

Every time he saw your pussy strain to contain his cum, he secretly hoped that one day you would fall pregnant in order to bring downfall on your plan b pills. It’s not as if they were safe for you anyways, right?

What trouble could one child bring…

“Satoru? hello?”

“Yes, my love?”

There’s a moment of calm static on the other end of the line.

“I missed my period by a week, it didn’t even hit me until I looked at the calendar.”

“Really? Are you sure?” with a smile that defies words, he asks.

"Yes, I'm sure—" you say, opening your mouth to let out a frustrated sigh, "and a little worried, too."

“Hey, don’ be scared, this could be a good thing. Can you imagine? A little one who has your beauty and my charm?”

“Satoru…” you groan.

“I know it’s a lot to take in, but I want you to know that i’m here for you, no matter what. We’ll figure this out together, okay?” trying to soothe your anxieties he speaks again, “Why don’ you use my card and get a test?”

“So what happens if it’s positive?”

“Then we can figure out the rest. If not, then my answer still stands.”

Before you speak, there's a pause during which you can hear his students' soft voices blending momentarily with the call's background noise, taking it as a sign the calls about to end. “I guess I’ll take one."

“Atta girl, look, I have to go but I love you and I'll see you when I get home ‘kay?”

“Alright, I love you too, toru’ bye.”

beep beep beep—

Unusually quiet, the house remained hushed after you hung up. the next few hours, feeling like your mind was against you, terrible thoughts creeping in your head.

It felt like there was a war with your heart and mind that made your gut queasy.

All you could think about were the amount of things that could go wrong. What if something happens that causes you to lose the baby? What if having a baby starts to hinder Satoru’s life outside of you? There’s too much at risk you thought.

You pick up Satoru's credit card and use it while you scroll through your favorite online grocery store. The familiar layout of the website distracting you with certainty to the whirlwind of emotions you’re experiencing.

You add your favorite snacks, the ones that always manage to lift your spirits. As you browse through the website, you remember the most important item - the pregnancy test. within a few more clicks, the test is added to your cart.

Once you’ve reviewed the order, you proceed to checkout. you enter Satoru’s card details, and with a final click, the order is placed. A sense of relief washes over you. Now, all you have to do is wait.

As you wait for the delivery, you decide to take a shower. The idea of the warm water feels comforting against your nerves.

Dropping your towel as you stepped onto the ceramic flooring—turning on the shower head quickly after, you let out a sigh as the streams of water began to run down your face.

You tried to calm yourself, letting the water wash away the tension in your position. The shower becoming a sanctuary, a place where you can let your guard down and just be.

You lose track of time as the water envelops down, each droplet echoing your heartbeat.

The steam fills the bathroom, creating a soothing atmosphere. As you let your thoughts wander, thinking about the future, about Satoru, and about the possible life growing inside you.

Until hearing the front door open and close—pulling you from your daze. Signaling, Satoru was home.

A few moments later, you could hear him dropping his keys on the nightstand in your shared room. Then quietly making his way to the bathroom and without a word, eventually joining you in the shower.

"Satoru—" you started, but he cut you off.

“How do you feel now?" he asked, his voice gentle.

You hesitated for a moment before answering, "Um, alittle better, anything new happen at work?”

Satoru looked at you, his eyes soft but serious. "Don’t try changin’ the subject," he said, his tone firm.

You looked at him, surprised by his intensity, "M’ not, Satoru. m’ just... trying to process everything."

His head resting against your neck, as he caved his large frame behind you. “Some things you don’t need to process alone y’know,”

You didn't respond to him. the sounds only the shower provides, shooting streams that drench you both equally. "I just don't want this to get in the way of your work," you confess, turning to face him.

As the water continued to cascade down, Satoru gently cupped your face, his thumb tracing your cheek. His gaze was intense, filled with a mix of emotions - concern, anticipation, and most importantly, love. He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss on your forehead, a silent promise of his unwavering support. “Would’ve had a different reaction if I didn’t want this, you know that right?”

He cut you off before you could even reply, leaning in - to capture your lips with his. It was a gentle kiss, filled with passion. The romantic tension between you two was palpable, the air in the shower becoming steamy. But it was a sweet kind of tension, one that spoke volumes about the depth of your feelings for each other.

As you pulled away, you looked into Satoru’s eyes, clouded by his lust and love for you–now reflecting back to yours. “Do I need to show you just how much I want this baby?”

"Depends, how would you go about doing that, hmm?"

“You tell me baby,” with a sly grin, Satoru wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer to him, pressing his body against yours in the steamy shower. His hands roamed skillfully up and down your body, caressing and exploring your every curve and contour.

You let out a soft moan as his lips found the nape of your neck, and you tilted your head back, melting into his touch. "I think–I have a pretty good idea of how you're going to show me," you breathed, your voice husky with temptation.

Satoru's eyes glinted mischievously as he smiled, “Then you must know what I want you to do.”

You could feel how much Satoru wanted you, and to say you wanted him back was an understatement.

You gave in to his request without thinking twice, bending over and exposing yourself to him, spreading yourself just like he wanted. His hands settled softly on your hips as he drew you in, admiring the way you had yourself on show for him, relishing in the beauty of your form.

His cock rested heavily as he chided against your pussy. He cautiously grounded your lower body while stroking your clit with his tip moving it back and forth.

“Mmmn–toru’”

“Aww…so wet f’me already?” he chuckles, breathy grunts in between.

“I-Its just the water mgnh…!–”

Satoru traversed himself beneath you and stepped in between your legs, gently separating them. you sighed softly as his fingers probed your warm folds and you felt an electric current flow through every nerve in your body.

He spoke in your ear, his deep voice resonating through you, "Whatever helps you sleep at night sweetheart,’’

Satoru put his hands on your hips and moved slowly at first, taking in every part of your body as he made his way inside. He picked up the pace, driving deeper and harder into you with each thrust, making you gasp at the feeling of him filling you up. “Ooh–fuck toru’ t’s too much..”

“Nothin’ you can’t handle mmmhmm- isn’t that right?” pleasure filled every inch of your body, and Satoru's eyes were fixed on yours, mirroring your own yearning. with each passing second that went by, you could feel the pressure inside of you growing.

“–Mgnhmm, I can- toru’ fuck! I can handle it…!”

“Baby–shit…your cunt’s s-swallowin’ me baby fuhck—no wonder you missed your period..”

Your bodies well submerged in the soaking shower, Satoru pumped into you with all he could, his thrusts growing harder and faster. Making you cry out in exhilaration—begging him to make you cum–telling him how good he was making you feel.

“Y-Yeah? gonna c-cum too pretty…fuck! ughn, cum on my cock like you mean in baby…wanna feel them walls spasmin’” he panted. his fingers, tight on your face, drawing you nearer as he gave you a heated kiss.

Satoru kept thrusting into you, his pace growing more erratic as you both were ready to cum, your lips never daring to leave each other. you were lost in pleasure, just as much as he was. relishing the feeling of his hard body pressed against yours, the sensation of his firm hands holding you tight.

“Mmmnuph!–toru’ pleash m’ cummin’!”

Satoru looked into your eyes intensely, whispering sweet nothings as his hand caressed your face. "You did s-so good, baby," he murmured, "Your lil hole’ so full of my cum mmmh." his voice was laced with adoration.

“You look so beautiful,” his eyes ran over you, softly. "Honna look even better with my baby in your belly, aren’tcha?" Satoru whispered in your ear.

“Oh hush…Satoru.”

“Jus’ sayin,” he smiled widely.

Just as you and Satoru were reveling in the afterglow of your shared orgasm, there was a loud ring from your front door, startling you both out of your passionate daze.

ding-dong

“What the hell?” Satoru groaned against your neck.

“Oops–I forgot about the groceries I ordered earlier.” you sighed, causing Satoru to chuckle at your antics. “I'll get them for you baby, just get cleaned up.”

GETO SUGURU

You both had been trying for a while now, and each month brought a mix of hope and disappointment. But he never let it bring you down.

He’d fuck your worries away if it mean’t you’d never have doubt - and hell, he did it anyway.

These past nights ending with you being fucked out on his cock–struggling to keep up with his endurance for hours. He’d come home and fuck you, wake up in the morning and fuck you, finish dinner and fuck you. He’d fill you so good, he was sure your pussy was a supervillain—sucking his orgasm straight from his soul.

You knew these things take time, and so did he. But, Geto on the other hand—was more than happy, getting to fuck you relentlessley every night, having a reason ignore your whimpers for him to give you a moment, only for him to remind you, “We have to make sure you get pregnant baby, isn’t that what you wanted? To grow my child in your lil’ womb hmm?”

And after those same nights, you would lay in bed with Geto, his arms wrapped around you, whispering sweet words of encouragement after he just fucked you unwalkable.

“We'll get there, baby,” he would say, pressing soft kisses to your forehead. “We just need to be patient.”

You were both lounging around the house, enjoying the lazy day. Geto was reading a book while you were trying to decide what to make for dinner. opening the fridge, you sighed.

“Sugu’, we’re out of almost everything,” you called out, staring at the nearly empty shelves.

Geto looked up from his book, raising an eyebrow. “Really? I thought we just went shopping,” he replied, setting his book down and walking over to join you.

You shrugged, stepping aside to let him see for himself. “Guess we forgot to pick up a few things,” you said, watching as he scanned the contents of the fridge.

Geto hummed in agreement, closing the fridge door. “Well, we can’t have that, can we?” he said, turning to look at you. “How about we go to the store? We can pick up what we need and maybe grab something for dinner too.”

You nodded, appreciating his willingness to help out. “Sounds like a plan, Sugu’,” you replied, grabbing your wallet and keys. “Let's go.”

He picked up a shopping cart as soon as you both entered the store and began navigating the aisles. Geto took the lead, pushing the cart while you walked beside him, a shopping list in hand.

After getting most of the things you needed, it came time to check out.

Unbeknownst to Geto, you had secretly picked up a pregnancy test and slipped it into the basket. Your heart racing as the cashier picked up the test, scanning it without a second glance. You held your breath, wondering if Geto had noticed. But he remained silent, paying for the items and chatting casually with the cashier.

The sun was starting its slow descent, casting a warm golden glow through the kitchen window as you returned home.

Your heart was pounding in your chest, a secret hidden within those shopping bags you carefully placed on the counter. You busied yourself, unpacking the groceries, your hands slightly shaking as you tried to appear calm and collected. But Geto, ever observant, noticed your nervous energy from across the room.

He watched you for a moment, a knowing look in his eyes, before quietly making his way over. Sliding his arms around your waist, he pulled you back against his chest, his palms roaming across your hips, caressing the curves of your body. You let out a soft gasp as his touch sent a jolt through you.

He leaned in close, his lips brushing your ear as he whispered, his warm breath tickling your skin, "Wanna tell me what this is all about, baby?"

You froze, your heart pounding in your ribs. Of course, he had seen the pregnancy test. "I just wanted to be sure, Sugu’," you replied, your voice soft and hesitant. "I didn't want to get your hopes up." his hands stilled on your hips and you could feel his eyes on you as he waited for you to turn and face him.

"Why didn't you tell me, sweetheart?" Geto asked, his voice gentle and full of understanding. "We've been hoping for this. I know it's a big deal, but we're in this together." his palms were gentle as they slid up your stomach, his thumbs brushing the underside of your breasts.

"No secrets, remember?" he murmured, his lips now placing soft kisses along your jaw.

Turning in his arms, you found yourself face-to-face with him, his eyes searching yours. "I know, and I'm sorry," you whispered, your worries melting away under the intense gaze.

His hands continued their exploration, sliding up your thighs now, drawing you closer against him so you could feel his cock against your belly. "Let me make it up to you," you breathed, your eyes dropping to his lips.

without another word, you dropped to your knees in front of him, running your hands up his powerful thighs. you could feel his eyes on you as you undid his belt, your heart pounding with anticipation.

His hands kneading the back of your neck as you pulled his zipper down, freeing his thick, hard cock. You paused for a moment, looking up at him, before taking the tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the head, tasting his pre-cum.

A soft groan escaped his lips as you took more of him into your mouth, slowly working your way down his length. Your hands rested on his thighs for support as you took him deeper, your nose nuzzling his pubic bone. He filled your mouth completely, and you relaxed your throat, taking him all the way down, your lips brushing his balls.

He let out a sharp breath, his hands tightening in your hair. "Fuuuck, baby, that feels so good," he grunted, his hips beginning to move gently, thrusting slowly into your wet, warm mouth.

You looked up at him, your eyes smoldering, as you began to bob your head, sucking and licking, taking pleasure in your power over him.

He tasted so good, and you wanted to pleasure him, to show him how much you cared. You slid your hands up his thighs, gripping his ass, pulling him deeper into your throat as you moaned softly around him.

His movements became more urgent, his cock sliding in and out of your mouth with a wet, sucking sound.

"Keep goin’ princess," he grunted, his hips stuttering as he held you in place, his cock thrusting deep into your throat. you relaxed and took him, your nails digging into his thighs as he began to cum, spurting hot and salty into your throat.

“Mmgnhguk–!” you swallowed around him, milking him with your mouth, drawing out his orgasm. as his hips stilled, you slowly pulled off him, licking your lips, a satisfied smile on your face.

He ran a hand through his hair, his eyes clouded with wanting. "That was…that was amazing, baby. But now, I needa’ to taste you." he pulled you up, crushing his lips to yours, kissing you deeply, passionately, tasting himself on your tongue.

His hands roamed your body, cupping your tits, squeezing and teasing your nipples through your shirt. You moaned into his mouth, your hands fumbling with his buttons, needing to feel skin on skin. “Mmngh–Sugu’..”

He broke the kiss, breathing heavily, as guided you onto the counter, spreading your legs. As he knelt before you, his eyes hot as he pulled your pants down, revealing your wet, eager pussy. "So fucking gorgeous," he murmured, his breath hot against your sensitive skin as he leaned in, placing a soft kiss on your inner thigh.

You let out a soft whimper, anticipation coiling tight within you. Then - his tongue was on you, licking slow and deep, teasing your clit, making you squirm.

His hands gripped your knees, holding you in place as he feasted, sucking and lapping at your sweetness.

“Su-Suguru…mmnh!” you moaned his name, your hands tangling in his hair, holding him against you as your hips bucked gently.

"Mmm, you taste so fucking good," he hummed against your pussy, sending vibrations through you as his tongue delved deep, then circled your sensitive clit.

"Cum for me, baby, I want to feel you cum, fuckin’ need it baby." his fingers now joined, two of them sliding inside you, curling and stroking that magic spot deep within your pussy.

You cried out, your body tightening around his fingers as your orgasm hit. He held you through it, his tongue relentless, lapping at your juices as you rode out the waves of pleasure.

"That's it, baby, let go f’me," he mumbled, his voice a soft purr. As the tremors began to subside, he slowed, placing gentle kisses along your sensitive slit. Leaving you panting, your body sated, a satisfied smile on your face as you looked down at him.

He stood, both of his palms facing flat by your sides, kissing you deeply. "You did so good, pretty girl." he smirked against your mouth, his hands holding you close. "I could say the same to you handsome," you grinned back, pressing your lips to his.

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fos-tis-zois · 3 days

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jjk smau - y/n wakes up horny having a wet dream about their jjk partner

♡ incl: nanami, gojo, geto, choso, toji, shoko

♡ content: lil smut? pet names, cursing

♡ an: yes this is based on a personal experience and living in my delulu world

minors dni (don't test me🫵🫵)

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pwinkprincess · 2 days

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GOJO X READER X GETO

“t-this is fu-fucking torture.” satoru weakly cries out. he lazily lifts his head only to be met with the sight of your pussy wrapped and gushing around his cock. his breathing is knocked out of his chest when suguru’s thick cock suddenly slams back into him, making satoru cry out a loud moan.

tears water his waterline. he wishes he could grab you by your hips and fuck up into your tight heat. he glares up at you, there’s a smug smile om your beautiful face as you bounce up and down on his length. seeing your breast bounce along with your movements has him licking his hips, wishing he could suck on your nipples.

suguru isn’t making the situation any better. he’s slamming his length in and out of satoru’s lubed hole, satoru can’t do anything but whine as the two of you fuck him like some sort of slut.

“sugu.” you dare to moan even though you’re getting pleasure from satoru. your moans are breathy, a telltale sign that you’re about to cum. you’re moaning out suguru’s name but looking down at satoru with ‘come fuck me’ eyes. and not to mention that lip bite—fuck, satoru could feel his own orgasm building up.

“gonna cum all over his dick, princess?” suguru hisses, he doesn’t bother looking up from where him and satoru are connected. excessive lube and drops of precum slips from satoru’s hole, easily guiding and slicking suguru’s cock. “mmm, make a mess over him, babygirl.” suguru tells you. he snakes one of his hands in front of you and presses his index finger against your clit.

your back arches and your bouncing falters. the little dominant front you put on easily crumbles as you look down at satoru once more. he knows what you want—his permission. you search in his eyes for any type of agreement that you can finally let go and cum around his cock.

satoru licks his lips as he stares up at you. a pout finds its way onto your lips, you try to hold back your growing orgasm but it becomes harder and harder. shallow breaths escape from deep in your chest.

“p-please.” you mewl out. you’re so so so close and with suguru pressing down on your sensitive bud, there’s no way you’re gonna last a minute longer.

“mhm, cum f’me.” satoru whimpers. suguru picks his speed up and fucks into satoru faster. the soft plap fills the room as he stretches his hole. satoru wiggles from his spot on the bed, you’re gripping around him and riding him like your personal dildo while suguru is fucking him like he’s a fucktoy. “fuhh—gonna fuckin’ cum.”

“papa.” you moan out to suguru as your orgasm crashes over you. your back arches, giving suguru a delightful view of your pussy creaming all over satoru’s cock. “m’fuckin’ cummin’!” you whine out. you body jerks and shivers before you’re falling on top of a moaning satoru.

your lips find his, the two of you begin sharing hungry kisses. your teeth and tongues clash against each other, you’re both moaning, giving suguru a view of the two people he loved the most being absolutely disgusting with one another.

“babygirl, our toru ‘s so close to cumming.” suguru hums examining the way satoru’s stomach clenches and the way his thighs tense every so often. “can you use that mouth on his dick instead?” he coos at you.

you’re quick to pull away from satoru. as you lift yourself off of his cock, you let out a soft moan. you could still feel how wet you are in between your thighs as you get on all fours and prop satoru’s cockhead into your mouth.

“fuckkkk.” satoru whimpers, he wishes so badly to be able to push your head down further and fuck your throat. to make you gag and choke until you’re patting his thigh due to how restricted your breathing is. his low eyes rise up from you to suguru. his cock twitches in your mouth when he realizes suguru is already looking at him.

“gonna cum for us, baby?” suguru asks. his voice is sultry and deep. satoru could only nod his head as he continued to look suguru deep into his dark eyes.

satoru wants to just touch someone—something. his hands being handcuffed behind his back is driving him crazy. he becomes whinier as he lifts his hips to both meet suguru’s thrusts and to attempt to fuck deeper into your mouth.

“cum then, toru. cum in our princess’s mouth.” suguru continues to egg him on. he’s lazily rolling his hips, and still managing to hit that spot that has satoru seeing stars.

“papa.” the word slips weakly from satoru’s mouth and if suguru were to ask later on if he said it he would absolutely deny it. his orgasm hits it hard, it feels like he ran into a brick wall from the way his breathing is knocked out of his chest. his legs tense and his hole clenches tighter around suguru’s cock.

you moan in delight at the taste of satoru’s thick cum. you keep your mouth suctioned around his tip, greedily sucking up all of his cum. you’re moaning too as if you were receiving some type of stimulation also.

satoru lays there flatly as his orgasm comes to an halt. there’s ringing in his ears and he can barely think clearly.

“sh-shit. princess, c’mere.” suguru tells you. he grabs you by your hair and drags you off of satoru’s cock. “open.” he tells you as he pulls out of satoru and begins stroking his cock in front of your face.

and like the good girl you are, you happily open your mouth and wait for his cum also. suguru lets out a few stray moans before he’s cumming also. his cum ins’t as thick as satoru’s but its enough. he empties himself into your mouth, his cum mixes in with satoru’s, creating a pool in your mouth.

“swallow, baby.” he tells you. you do as told before sticking your tongue out, showing him how bare your tongue is now. “good girl.” he coos before leaning down and pressing a kiss against your lips and because he’s icky, he swipes his tongue into your mouth so that he could taste both himself and satoru. “so pretty.” he comments.

“that was hot ‘nd all but can someone please take these cuffs off of me.” satoru groans, ruining the moment.

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When They’re Needy~

Feat: Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Kento Nanami, Choso Kamo, Toji Fushiguro

Warnings: 18+, MDNI, Fingering, squirting, overstimulation, oral (female and male receiving), spanking, edging, bondage

Satoru Gojo

”S’toru~ Y-You’re going too fast~” I moaned out as he thrust his fingers in and out of me at such a quick pace.

“You look so good sitting on my lap, princess. Look at your pretty pussy just taking my fingers in so well~” He cooed into my ear.

His thumb moved up to rub against my already sensitive clit, making my back arch into him.

One of my hands wrapped around his wrist, trying desperately to get him to slow down just a bit.

“P-Please, Toru~”

I begged, trying to move away from his fingers as the pleasure I was feeling was overwhelming. But his hand just followed me, going quicker.

”’Toru~ Please. It’s too much.” I whined, feeling the blood rush all throughout my body.

His free hand trailed up my body to the nape of my neck. He then proceeded to grab a fistful of my hair, pulling my head back. He forced me to sit back down on his lap so that he could get his fingers deeper inside of me, curling them and rubbing just the right spots so that I was seeing stars.

”Toru!” I moaned out loud.

He planted numerous kisses on my neck, making sure to suck and bite at any spot he touched.

“Fuck, you’re so invigorating” he moaned

“I love you so much. I love you, I love you, I love you!” He spoke in your neck, speeding up the pace of his fingers.

“Toru…I’m…im-“

“Yeah? You wanna cum for me baby? You’re gonna be a good girl for me?” He asked, licking up your neck to your mouth, planting his lips on yours in a messy kiss.

“Mmmm, yes Toru~”

His fingers hit a spot inside of you that made you claw at his back, making him hiss in both pain and pleasure.

“Cum baby….cum~” he spoke, forcing his tongue in your mouth.

And within a few seconds, the coil within you snapped. You came undone all over his fingers, squirting on his lap and the bed.

You both moaned into each other's mouths, feeling like you both were flying.

After you came down from your high, you both pulled away, leaving only a string of saliva connecting between the two of you.

Toru stared at your blissed out face, getting more and more turned on.

“You are so beautiful, baby~”

He spoke, kissing your teary eyes.

“So, so beautiful~ he said, holding you close to him.

He slowly removed his soaked fingers, placing them in his mouth.

He hummed in ecstasy, loving the taste you left for him.

“You taste so good, baby~” He whispered in your ear, making your hips involuntarily buck.

”Toru~” You whined, placing your hands on the sides of his face, pulling him close to you.

”I need you so bad. I need you inside of me. Please~” You whined, your pussy aching for something more.

Toru’s eyes darkened as you spoke those dangerous words.

”Are…are you sure, y/n?” He asked, hoping you were.

You nodded your head, needy for him.

“yes, Toru~ Please~ I need you so bad~” You moaned in his ear.

He quickly pushed you down onto the bed, pining you between his arms.

”Be prepared, my love. We won’t be getting much sleep tonight~”

*******

Suguru Geto

“Suguuuu~” You moaned out loud, trying to push his head away from your dripping pussy.

”Just a bit more, my love. Come on, you can take it. I need this. Please~” He moaned on your clit, making your eyes roll to the back of your head.

You’ve lost count at how many times you’ve come on his face. Four times? Six times? Maybe eight? You didn’t know. All you knew was that you were so close to passing out from the constant, nonstop pleasure that he was giving you. His arms wrapped tightly around your thighs, making sure you aren’t able to move. Your hands on the headboard, the only thing keeping you grounded. His tongue…of fuck his tongue.

He was a master at this. Every movement was a fluid and perfect motion that always kept you on edge.

He would go inside then outside, tongue fucking you for a little bit, mostly to just get more of your sweet nectar out. Then when he wanted to hear you moan and cry out his name, he would move it to your overstimulated clit, rapidly flicking his tongue back and forth, pressing down on it to give you the maximum amount of pleasure you could possibly receive.

”Suguru~ Suguru~Suguru~” was all you could moan out. You were drunk from the pleasure and all that was on your mind was him. His masculine smell, his beautiful voice, his handsome face, everything about him. It was running through your mind like crazy.

He would give you a little spank every now and then when you would try to pull up from him, forcing you to sit back down on his face.

“Bad girl. Now sit still and take it~” He spoke, sticking his tongue into your tight hole. He began to move his face up and down at the same time, allowing his nose to rub against your clit, causing you to tighten around his tongue.

You ran one of your hands through his hair, accepting your fate and just enjoying it.

“Suguuu, your mouth feels so good~” You moaned loudly. You tugged at his hair strands, emitting a moan from him as well, sending vibrations through your body once again.

“I…I feel it again. I’m gonna cum again, Sugu.”

He smirked as he removed his tongue and placed it flat on your clit, slowly going up and down.

”Fuck. Don’t slow down! Please! Not when I’m so close…” You begged

”Mmmm? I thought you said you couldn’t do this anymore?” He teased.

”Suguru, don’t tease me! I can take it. I know I can. Now please just make me cum. I’m begging you. Don’t stop now~” You whined

Ah, Music to his ears. Hearing his sweet, innocent girl begging him for more.

”As you wish, my dear~”

He quickly got back to work and ran his tongue across your clit, going at a rapid pace this time.

It only took a matter of seconds before you finally released all over his face, covering his mouth with your sweet essence.

“Oh, my love, you taste absolutely divine~”

He spoke, removing his mouth from your slick and glistening pussy. He let you catch your breath, looking up at the sight of you, feeling his poor cock twitch in agony. It needed attention, and it needed it now.

“How about we move on to the next round, my dear?” He asked, picking you up off of his face.

“Next round??” You said with shock as he flipped you both around so that your back was on the bed, while he pinned you underneath him.

“You didn’t think it was over after that last one, did you?” He asked, caressing your face with such love and care.

He planted a single kiss on your lips before aligning himself with you.

”Just a couple more should do it.” He spoke

******

Kento Nanami

I laid over Kento’s lap as he spanked me.

”Such a bad girl, teasing me all day when you know I was busy with work.” He spoke, giving you another spank.

”Ngh, I’m sorry Ken~ I-I was just trying to tease you!” You spoke, feeling your pussy drip from him.

”All day, all I could think about was just stuffing you full with my cock. Seeing you writhe underneath me as you struggled to take it in. Seeing your eyes tear up from all the pleasure I’m giving you. Fuck, I’m glad I didn’t have any meetings to go to.” He spoke, using his other hand to wrap around your throat, giving it a soft squeeze as he held you up horizontally to see your face.

”Now look at you. Getting punished just because you couldn’t wait.” He said

He slowly moved his fingers from your ass cheek right to where your cute, dripping pussy is.

“She’s just begging to have something inside of her isn’t she?” He spoke, moving his fingers down to your clit, giving it a little pinch.

”Kento~” You moaned.

He removed his hand from your clit and spanked you again, making you moan out in both pain and pleasure.

”You’re not allowed to make one noise. If you do, you won't get to cum.” He ordered, making you nod and bite your lips so you don’t make a noise.

He then went back to your pussy and quickly inserted two fingers, stretching you out and curling his fingers.

You clenched your fists, trying so hard not to make a noise.

But Kento wasn’t just going to let you go so easy. He wanted you to actually work for your climax. After all, you were the bad girl.

He didn’t waste any time and got to work with his fingers. His thumb violently rubbing at your clit, his fingers working their magic inside your cunt.

He was going at a speed you couldn’t even comprehend. All you knew was that the pleasure was too much. Tears were already starting to form in your eyes, and that familiar knot was beginning to form in your lower stomach, dangerously close to releasing just like that.

You bit your lips hard to try and stifle any noise coming from you. But ultimately, you fail as he sticks a third finger in, causing a slight moan and shiver to come out of your mouth.

Within half a second, Kento stops what he’s doing, causing your climax to slowly disappear.

”Kento!” You whined, trying to hold onto that pleasurable feeling.

He then removed his fingers and gave you another spank.

”No noise! I gave you an order, and yet you disobeyed it. Now, you don’t get to cum. Let’s try again, shall we?” He asked, pumping his fingers right back inside of you. He wasn’t slow with it either. No, in fact it was quite the opposite. The sound of your pussy mixing with his fingers gave out the most lewdest of sounds. It was so hot, especially with him acting so dominant. All of it was so enough to get you close again. Unfortunately, this time, he pinched your clit, making you release yet another noise, causing him to stop.

“Oh, my sweet, disobedient girl. Tonight I am going to make sure you regret teasing me all day. Now, where were we~” He spoke, going back to working on your dripping wet pussy.

*****

Choso Kamo

“Oh fuck, Y/n~ Your mouth feels so good.” Choso moaned out loud. The feeling of your tongue swirling round his sensitive cock was something new to him, but he definitely loved it. The way your cheeks hollow out just a bit as you suck him off, making sure to give him as much pleasure as he can take.

“Yeah~ You like this, Choso? The way my tongue starts down at the base…” You start, licking around the lower area of his dick, slowly licking up. You traced his vein popping out, going over it several times, seeing him twitch.

”Mmm. Y-yes, it feels…really good~” He said, trying to keep his composure.

You smirked, wrapping your other hand around him, rubbing up and down as you licked your way to his tip.

”And what about this?” You asked, looking up at him with innocent looking eyes as you run your tongue back and forth along his tip. His head falls back as he feels your tongue on his most sensitive area.

You then place your mouth over his tip, swirling your tongue around it again. You begin to pump your fist up and down, slowly speeding up.

”’s so good. You…you feel so nice around my c-cock.” He whined, his hand wrapping itself up in your hair. He began to tug at your strands, trying not to push you down and let you go at your own pace.

”You’ve been so needy lately, Cho~It’s only right that your loving girl helps fix that for you.” You spoke, sucking him harder.

No matter what, you wanted him to cum in your mouth. He deserves it after all. He’s such a good boy, such a sweet boy just for you.

”I want you to use me, Cho~ I want to make you feel good. I want to make you cum for me~” You spoke, eliciting such beautiful noises from his mouth.

”Don’t be afraid, baby. It’s okay.” You spoke, feeling his hand hesitate from pushing you down. You quickly took your mouth off of him, giving his tip a quick little kiss before going back to wrapping your mouth around him.

He couldn’t hold it back anymore. He needed you, and he needed you badly. He pushed your head down to the base of his shaft, causing you to gag a bit on his cock. Tears began to fall down your eyes from the sudden change, but you didn’t care. You looked up at your love and saw how blissed out he was…all from you. You closed your eyes, breathing in and out through your nose as he pumped your head up and down faster. You knew he was close, so fucking close to letting it all go.

“Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!” He moaned out loud, his eyes closing as they rolled to the back of his head.

Within seconds, he couldn’t hold it back anymore and released his seed inside of your mouth.

You took it all in, trying not to let anything drop. You looked up at him, swallowing all of it, making sure he could see it going down your throat. He gulped a bit, his eyes going dark as they filled with pure lust for you. You looked so hot doing that. And he wanted more. He wanted as much as he could take.

“My turn~” He spoke, pushing you down

*****

Toji Fushiguro

“Toji!” You moaned, your chest arching into him as he slammed his cock into you.

You tried to break free of the ties he had around your wrists, desperate to hold onto him, but they didn’t budge one bit.

“Awe, is my poor baby trying to escape?” He teased as his other hand went down to you rub your swollen clit. You yelled out in pleasure, feeling tingles run up your entire body.

“P-Please Toji~ Please take these off so I can hold onto you!” You begged, but he wouldn’t listen. As much as he would love to feel your soft hands on him, scratching at his back, he much rather preferred you in this position. Lying on your bed faced up, your arms tied behind your back, and your beautiful face portraying a look of pure ecstasy. Fuck it was enough to make him cum right on the spot, but he managed to keep his self control, waiting until you came around him.

He could feel your tight, gummy walls taking him in so well, squeezing hard whenever he would reach that spot that made your eyes roll back.

“So warm…so wet…so perfect~” He groaned out, thrusting his hips in and out of you at a faster pace. He placed his other hand around your neck, giving it a little squeeze, making you slowly lose your senses. It felt so good. Too good.

”T-Toji~” You moaned out once more, incapable of saying anything else but his name. Just how he ilked it. He leaned down and placed his lips on yours, barely giving you time to react. He pushed his tongue in, play fighting with yours.

Just as he did that, he could feel your pussy clench around him, signaling to him that you were on the brink of your climax. It made him hiss a bit from the pleasure, loving the way your walls felt around him.

”Fuck…I can feel you tighten around me~ You’re so close, aren’t you baby?” He said, grabbing a hold of your hips.

“Then why don’t I speed the process up a bit, huh?” He asked, quickly taking your hips and moving you against him. He wasn’t gentle either. In fact, he was the opposite. He was moving you on his dick at such an speed you didn’t think would be possible.

All you could muster out was whines, moanes, and his name. You were so drunk off of him, and he knew it.

“You love it when I just do what I want with your sweet pussy, huh? You like the way my cock feels inside? The way it twitches inside of you, just begging to release.” He spoke in your ear, giving the outer shell little licks and nibbles as he continued to say such dirty things.

“Yes, Toji~ Yes, yes, yes! I love it so much! I love you so much~” You cried out, desperate to cum.

He smirked hearing those lovely words and noises coming out of your mouth.

“Cum for me, baby. Cum for me now.” he spoke, moving one of his hands back down to your clit, rubbing it with such speed.

Your back arched once more as you felt a rush of warmth spread throughout your body.

”Tojiiii~” You yelled out as you felt your climax hit.

The rush of it all sent ringing to your ears as your body began to shake.

“There you go baby girl, that’s it. Keep going.” He spoke as he let you ride out your orgasm.

A few more seconds passed by and you slowly came back down, feeling your body slowly become tired. Toji leaned down and kissed your lips, smiling a bit into the kiss as he felt your lips tremble.

”You did so good for me, Y/n~ So good~” He whispered, making your heart flutter and your pussy tighten around him once more. He chuckled.

”You like when I praise you? do you, baby?” He asked, making your face heat up.

”Well I guess Ill just have to find out the next round~” He said, pushing himself back up.

“Next round?” You asked, shocked that he would go yet another round.

”Yes…unless, you don’t think you can take it.” He teased, making your brows furrow together.

”I was just worried that an old man like you wouldn’t handle it.” You teased back, making him smirk.

”Oh really? Well then, lets see who gives up first. And trust me, baby, it won’t be me~” He spoke.

Oh boy

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slvttyplum · 10 hours

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you had knees people dreamed of having; you weren't showing signs of getting older by the day, and definitely not with those knees.

they didn't pop whenever you squat down or ached every time you spent more than ten seconds on them, and that's why suguru had you on top all of the time; he found it sexy the way you took innovative and bounced up and down without holding anything.

no one else did the things that you did on his dick, picking up your hips and slamming down, then grinding a little for extra stimulation, feeling the way his dick reacted to your every touch.

suguru came so fast from the way you would ride him, and it wasn't until he saw how you were holding up, still bouncing after him after hours. squatting, bouncing up and down on his dick while still looking pretty and not breaking a sweat or eye contact, those knees were something special, and he's never seen anything like that before.

the balance you had whenever you were on top of him, kissing his cheek and kissing down his chest as your knees didn't buckle one bit, he found that act sexier than the tight grip you had around his dick, squeezing the cum out of him.

this was something foreign to him; no one else could ride him at the same speed with no bucking, crying, moaning, or whining. you took that shit like you meant it, looking down at him like you owned him, and in all honesty, you did, and suguru knew that.

suguru knew that you had him around your finger with everything you did, like a movie he couldn't take his eyes off of and the sweet smell that rode off your body that he couldn't get enough of. all he wanted was for you to keep bouncing on top of him, balancing your core, while your knees were bent and not aching or straining anything.

his voice shaking whenever you would slide down on his length, his saliva building in his mouth and dripping out the side of his mouth because of not only how good you felt and the fact that you made his chest warm, but the way you moved, your body glistening in sweat, but your body language never gave tired.

every time his eyes flickered to yours when he actually had the guts to keep them open to look at your sexy ass, he saw the determination in your face and how fluidly you moved on top of him, never wanting you to stop.

a tight grip on your legs as you kept going; you never really stopped when you were tired because you could go all day; you stopped when you saw how suguru crumbled under you with a flushed face and sweat all over his face.

his chest tightening with pleasure and butterflies swarming throughout his body whenever he felt the tight pleasure on the shaft of his dick and your speed aggressively getting faster—this was a position he wouldn't be upset with doing every single time.

instead of having you finish and cum back to back with you whimpering and moaning and squirming under his touch with how sensitive you were, the both of you switched places.

even though you came as much as him in the position, you couldn't wither from the overwhelming pleasure; it was like a challenge to you to keep the position.

he was never scared to admit when someone had him in their clutches, but with you, it was more than evident that you had this man on a leash the way you fucked him with no mercy.

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sinnersami · 1 day

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ᥫ᭡ SUCKING THE LIFE OUT OF GETO’S DICK 𝜗𝜚

secretly, geto loved when you took control. it was nice sometimes to just sit back, relax and let you do whatever you wanted with him. so here he was sat, legs wide open and thighs clenched as you kneeled in between him — your mouth stuffed full of his cock. “oh fuck !” geto could only chuckle and curse out when the sides of your mouth sucked onto him harder, teeth grazing against his length. it was blissful, your tongue working miracles while a pair of hands played with his balls. your eyes were stuck on him, gaze strong and lustful as you licked a stripe teasingly up his length. his cock felt heavier each time you took him further in your mouth, balls hitting your chin each time you deepthroated him. with each bop of your head, geto’s mouth slowly dropped wider, the tension in his stomach slowly intensifying.he was growing restless, fingers digging into the mattress and his breath growing eager as you worked at a euphoric pace. with each hum felt against his dick, you could feel geto twitch; legs flinching and a throaty groan exiting his mouth when you continued to suck him off with great force. “yes… don’t stop !” he’d fallen on his back, jolting in his spot and sounding even more whiny only spurring you on further. you swallowed each and every last drop of cum that landed on your tongue, hands busy jacking him off and twisting round his shaft. “that’s it baby, cum for me.” as he came down from his high, body coming to a slow half, you heard shaky moans slip past his lips when you blew on his sore, throbbing tip before edging out your tongue and swirling it around in repetitive circles, his balls clenching. geto let out a weak mewl, having to forcefully drag his cock out your mouth.

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sauteedapple · 2 days

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GET OVER HERE, GET OVER HERE!

It's late, what are you doing up?! I know. You're reading fanfiction about your favourite fictional characters. You're so relatable.

The jjk characters ask you to come over!

Part 1 Including: Gojo, Nanami, Yaga, Yuki, Shoko, Kashimo, Ijichi & Kusakabe Part 2 Including: Geto, Toji, Choso, Ino, Higuruma, Sukuna, Uraume, Shiu & Utahime

CW: sexual references/smut, profanity, fluff, angst (?), gambling, Anne Rice mention, soliciting sex work mention, sex toys and fondling.

A/N: part 2. I'm very ambitious.

MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT

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nanaslutt · 19 hours

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asking them if they could find ur 😽 in a lineup

ʚ incl: gojo, geto, nanami, toji, choso, sukuna, higuruma, shiu, ino, shoko, uraume

ʚ cont: suggestiveness, crack, fluff

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

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veillenel · 7 hours

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SMAU in which you send a nood pre relationship

Warnings: NSFW, MDNI!

Contains: Toji, Sukuna, Shiu, Gojo, Getou, Nanami, Choso

🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀

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aajjks · 9 hours

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tw: sïzè dïffèrèncè, yándèrè, püssy eátïng, bèggïng, pâthètïc yándèrè mèn YÜMMMMM 18+

Men who have no idea just how sexy they are, men who have absolutely no idea just how insane they drive you from the lust you feel for them, men who are pathetic enough to beg on their knees for you to let them have just one taste. Men who have no idea how hot they sound when they’re finally inside you as they moan and cry. Men who have no idea who hot they are when they act so pathetic and desperate and they’ve got you pooling and pushing your legs together when you see the insatiable sexual hunger in their eyes. they have no idea how big they are how much their desperation makes you feel in control and how much you love that feeling.

“Y-Yn please just one taste! Please- Please PLEASE just one taste! I’ll die for this pussy- oh my goodness I need it- can’t you see how much I need you? I feel like I’m fucking dying- come on let me be between these legs! PLEASE!”

IZUKU, YUUJI, yuuta, geto, eren, denki, hawks, GOJO and KÖNIG

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nanamis-princess · 2 days

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My Muse

Synopsis: you are something to be admired

Genre: smut MDIR

T/w: gender neutral reader, sexual tension, mentions of getting hard (not reader) Gojo, geto & reader are in a poly relationship, cûck geto, choso works for an adult company, reader receiving head, reader gives Shoko head. If there is anything else lmk

A/n: this is my first time writing smut, very nervous okay bye🧍‍♀️

Photographer nanami x muse reader, painter geto x muse gojo x muse reader, illustrator chose x muse reader, sex painter shoko x reader

Photographer Kento who met you at an art exhibition and seen the potential of your beauty. Who introduced himself almost immediately after he spotted you across the room.

Photographer Kento who talked to you all evening as you walked through the exhibition. Who couldn’t keep his eyes to himself the whole night. Smiling at him softly “I never caught your name” you say walking along side him. Looking at you with a small smile “I apologize for not introducing myself, I’m Nanami Kento and yourself?” He asks. The naming sounding familiar, asking yourself where you’d heard it before and then it clicked. The art tags at the bottom of the photos in the exhibition, this was his art.

Photographer Kento who asked for your number by the end of the night and has been texting you every chance he gets. He decides to ask you over dinner at his house to be his muse. He gentle takes your hand, looking you in the eyes “I think you are astonishing and have so much potential” his eyes search yours to see if he’s possibly overstepped. When you nod smiling he smiles back.

Photographer Kento tested the waters with you in the beginning, making sure that you were comfortable. Who reminded you to take it at your own pace. The fan lightly blowing towards you, you posed in lingerie on his bed on your knees. Click. Click. Click.

Photographer Kento tries to be professional as possible at your next session. Trying to not let his eyes wonder for too long as he adjusts settings on his camera when you come out in just a black robe. Turning on his lighting as you take it off and get in position. your legs closed slightly covering your intimate part your left arm draped over your chest. You look at him with hooded eyes as he steps closer. His thoughts going a mile a minute of how he would pleasure you and what you’d taste like on his tongue. Click. Click. Click.

Photographer Kento takes a slight deep breath in as he feels his pants getting tighter. Who leans in his eyes flickering from your eyes then your lips before fixing a piece of your hair, just as he’s about to step back you grab his shirt tugging him to come closer. He kisses you with longing as your body meets him half way. When you both pull away for air a string of saliva is left between you two. Your lips slightly puffy from how lustful the kiss was. Kento’s thumb comes up to your lip to wipe the spit off the bottom when you kiss the tip of his thumb. Groaning lowly he keeps his thumb on your lip and lifts the camera back up, your eyes go from him to the camera. Click. Click. Click.

Painter Suguru looks up from his blank canvas as he ties up his hair looking at his lovers sprawled out on your shared bed. Waiting for the passion to strike, Satour’s hand between your thighs moving diligently to soon push you over the edge as his lips on your neck and your head throw back. Suguru picks up his brush and begins.

Painter Suguru’s eyes are filled with lust, his eyes flickered from you both to the canvas. For a moment he pauses taking in the movement of your bodies. You let out a muffled whine as satoru changes the pace and goes slowly “they are close toru, don’t tease” he purrs, working away at the canvas.

Painter Suguru and satoru practically have heart eyes as they watches you cum, a little smirk on Suguru’s face knowing Satoru’s next move. he peaks his head around the canvas as toru messily kisses down your body down to your heat before licking lightly looking up at you before going in fully.

Painter Suguru finds the noises both you and satoru make like music to his ears. The heavy breaths and whines coming from you as toru messily gives you head makes his cock leak precum in his shorts.

Painter Suguru desperately wants to relieve the ache of his cock pressing tightly against his shorts but stays focused on the canvas. Painting away as he captures both yours and satoru’s liking.

Painter Suguru bites his bottom lip slightly as you arch your back to meet toru’s mouth, you make eye contact with him and let out a soft whimper of his name. He stands up taking off his shorts & apron. He’s got the base of the painting down, he’ll come back to it eventually.

Illustrator choso who was so excited to tell you he got the job at this new agency that creates adult media. With your permission most of the drawings in his art portfolio were based off intimate moments with you.

Illustrator choso hunched over at his desk as you worked the night shift, thinking about the last time he was with you. He set his pencil down leaning back in his chair, closing his eyes & thinking of you. How good you looked underneath him last night, the sounds you made and how you call for his name. Feeling himself start to get hard he let out a huff before sitting back up to draw.

Illustrator choso who can’t stop thinking about what you look like just when your about to release. Like the other night when you got all shy and tried covering your face “don’t get all shy for me now” he groaned slowing down a little as he pinned your hands above your head.

Illustrator choso who loves the fact intimate moments with you are ingrained in his brain. He closes his eyes and reimagines those moments with you or brings up new things to try together.

Sex painter Shoko who brings up the idea over dinner with you. Her eyes lidded as she kisses your neck “it’ll be so messy sho” you say a little embarrassed. “But it’ll be so intimate and I want to see what we can create together” she whispers into your ear before kissing the shell of it.

Sex painter shoko who set it all up in her living room and has you laying on your back. The thin layer of plastic blotches paint onto the thin canvas beneath you both. She crawls on top of you slowly and kisses you deeply. Grinding herself slowly into your lap as you find yourself melting to her touch.

Sex painter Shoko who lustfully rubs your body as before she gently caressing your sex while keeping eye contact. Your body presses colors together as she works away the stress from you. She slips down between your legs as you watch her. Her eyes slightly hooded as she looks up at you while giving you head. Her thighs clench together slightly hearing the sounds slipping from you.

Sex painter Shoko who loses herself when flip her over gently and you go down on her. Her hands rest on your head and her body slightly twitches. The colors all splotching together beneath her. All the stress and pent up tension washes away once you bring her to release. You guys hang the painting of beautiful colors over your bed.

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corollaservant · 2 days

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Silver // Geto x f!reader (18+)

Synopsis: You grew up together, small village and a need to get out. He was always selfish. (5.1k)

Warnings: child abuse, childhood friends, noncon/dubcon, yandere, loosely follows Geto's downfall/canonical setting, derogatory use of ''monkeys'' (it's Geto c'mon), violence, waterboarding, they get their ears pierced so idk if that grosses you out.

A/N: angst n smut for Suguru, that's all. i really said here have a fic with the basic sugu trope for the nth time.

You always wanted a doll. The dolls weren’t like the ones you saw on the black and white advertisements in your mom’s weekly newspapers. They were pretty—had doe eyes and a cute hat, a white jacket over a pink knitted dress, their hair was almost always in pigtails with wrapped-around ribbons. You always wanted this one doll.

‘’Sweetie, we can’t afford a doll, you know your father’s hardly making ends meet.’’ Your mom told you over dinner, while your father remained silent. You never knew whether he had nothing to say because he didn’t care or he felt sad. You weren’t close, maybe you weren’t sure because you were afraid of him.

Father used to yell, he wasn’t a patient man. Mom was late to make food? Yell. Clean his clothes? Yell. When you came late from school, he’d yell. Your mom justified it, he was exhausted, working all day in the field. But you really wanted that doll.

‘’Mom, please! I will pay you back.’’ You desperately begged, you were only ten, of course you couldn't pay back. Your mom sighed and let you down after that. You didn't cry, only crawled to your bed as you silently begged for the doll to magically appear when you’d wake up.

The old lady noticed you frequently. You’d walk for half an hour after school (the shop was the only addition the village had ever gotten and while diametrically opposite from your house, you were more than willing to take the extra mile) — only to stand outside. You hesitated to touch the window, remembering this one time your dad pushed you and you fell down the stairs because you’d made mom upset. You had touched the kitchen window. Your mom cried, your dad had eaten his soup in silence and gone to bed. You wanted to ask the lady the price, you wanted to know if there was another way but while just ten, you were smart for your age. You knew that regardless of the answer, the doll would never be yours.

It was hide and seek day with your friends. The village’s stadium-like field offered a variety of hidden spots (behind a bleacher, the toilets, the church across or the trees around). The bleachers screeched but you all were pros at disguise so it worked most of the time. Upon getting there, you saw the usual faces, some kids you knew, one of them lived close to you. Across the field sat a boy you didn’t know. Funny, you thought. You knew almost everyone in the village and he seemed of school age, how come you didn't recognize him? Daylight fell behind the roofed bleachers, signaling your time to go. You wouldn’t want to make father upset.

‘’This is the last time you talk about the doll.’’ He told you that night as he brought a hand to your face, his tone was stern but he seemed calm. Your right cheek burned but you couldn't cry. You had realized that the more he rejected you, the more immune you became—pain stopped having emotional ties. You still wanted that goddamn doll.

You were sent to your room but even then tears wouldn’t spill. Your window allowed you to jump from a reasonable height and it was past your parents bedtime so you found yourself in the cold night within minutes. You had no watch, not that it mattered anyway as your feet dragged you towards the woods. You knew your way in, you had mastered it back when dad used to drag you to the fields— people really were afraid of forests, as if they would suck them in, leave them confined but the trees never harmed, they just listened. How many times had they heard you cry? A lighter stolen from your father’s nightstand (the one in his drawers, you did not want another altercation) led you down a slope. You weren’t afraid, you knew it led to a creek, an ardent stream flowing day and night. People from the village used to come often (if they had the strength, they now visited wells closer to the center) — the water was cold and clear, maybe too cold for a swim, you’d realized once you experimentally submerged your feet in it and they froze.

‘’Why can’t I have that doll, dad?’’ You cried, the water drowning your muffled sounds, it soothed you and allowed you to be yourself. ‘’Why, why why!’’ You screamed, tears fell down your cheeks, as you frantically wiped them with your hand, wincing at the feeling to your right, father really made a point with that one. ‘’Why can’t you tell him I want that doll, mom?’’ And you cried and cried until a sound — a rustle of leaves startled you.

‘’You shouldn’t be here.’’ A voice rang behind you as you quickly turned around. The boy with the dark hair and oddly colored eyes, you thought they looked purple but that wouldn't make sense and he was too far away this morning.

‘’W-who are you?’’ You retreated, you were too close to the stream.

‘’Just go home, it’s dangerous to be out there.’’ He said as you furrowed your brows.

With a childish stubbornness you told him that it was none of his business but the more you talked the more he approached you and you suddenly lost your balance, your back dragging you towards the water as a hand grabbed you and pulled you back up.

‘’Please leave now.’’ The boy said firmly and let his hand go. You lowered your head ashamed and lit your father’s cheap Zippo to guide yourself back home. Who was this guy?

His name was Geto, you found out because you asked your fourth grade teacher, who told you she couldn’t ever reach his parents to ask why they never sent their son to school. Legislation was non-existent, the village had no childcare protection otherwise you would have been sent away years ago. No one cared after all; children born there were raised to become farmers or whatever they were forced into.

Geto never showed up to school, he would however show up after, while all of you played in the field, silently observing and reading from a book. You didn’t think he could read.

You had once invited him to come play but he had declined the offer, ‘’No, thank you.’’ He had said as you asked for his name. ‘’Suguru.’’ Pretty name.

The pain was enough to make you cry this time.

‘’Want to tell me who the hell this Suguru is and why he left a stupid doll for you?’’ He shouted— his hands had already left a mark on your arms from pushing you, his nails had dug inside. The slap after was violent and strong and it made you dizzy while you coughed, there was no blood but your jaw hurt.

‘’I- he’s from my school I— d-don’t know anything... about a doll..’’ You choked while his eyes burned. It wasn’t often he was that lively, you guessed anger really was a strong motivator.

‘’Well, you finally got your stupid doll. What is it, did he fuck you?’’ He spat as your mother interrupted.

‘’Honey! She’s only ten!’’ And she cried, and you cried and he threw the beautiful, pink dressed, hand sewn doll to your face, it hit your forehead and you stumbled and fell to the floor.

‘’Stupid, all of you are stupid.’’ He growled and went upstairs. Your mother gave you a pitiful look and silently left for the kitchen. Your weakened arm reached out to the doll beside you.

She’s pretty, thank you, Suguru.

You shakily grabbed it, a teardrop stained the beige thread and brought it to your chest.

But Suguru. The damage you’d done.

You had never seen him with his eyes wide open before. It was kind of funny, you had to admit, he looked at you—his expression a mixture of shock and pain, what had he done? The kids (your friends) hadn’t really said anything, they were all familiar with your family’s background, experiencing more or less the same themselves. But Suguru... he was different.

‘’Thank you for the doll.’’ You smiled, he hadn't.

His eyes had darkened back then, his mouth formed a tight line as he apologized.

‘’I.. didn’t know.’’ He said, ‘’I’m sorry, I– I just heard you talking about it, you know.. that night and thought it might have cheered you up. I’m sorry.’’ He spoke and you reassured him that you appreciated it. You did. It was like he knew which doll you liked, the one he chose was the one you desperately wanted. You played with her every night, talking to her in silence and telling her that Suguru was a nice kid. Yeah, you liked Suguru and felt sorry internally for thinking of him as responsible for your fathers actions at first.

But Suguru didn’t understand—a need suddenly appeared that day. When he had first seen you, he knew you were careless. Knew you were angry and hurt. The words that came out of your mouth concealed emotions he wasn’t all too familiar with. On the contrary, he found the passion and pain intriguing. He didn’t think he’d ever expressed the two. When he saw you on the field, weak, trembling, the doll held firmly in your arms as you thanked him with your bruised eyes, that was when the feeling awakened in him.

Suguru always had a strong sense of justice. He hated whomever stole from the shops (he knew the suspects and would throw gravels at them), he helped injured animals by bringing them to a tree house he’d built on his own, he stopped fights and hated exploitation towards the defenseless. Your sight alone hadn’t awakened his sense of justice, no, that was almost as innate as his sense of hunger—you made him want to protect. You made him feel a need as basic as hunger to protect you. You didn’t deserve it and he was not one to forget.

In an ironic way, the incident brought you both closer. You would hang out daily after school (your efforts to convince him to come were fruitless), you’d take a walk towards the woods, the stream under the steep slope had been your secret hideout. You didn’t need to lie to your parents, they still thought you played in the field while you were with Suguru. As for Suguru’s parents, that you didn’t know about. He didn’t speak much and when he did, he told you about his plans to save the world. From what exactly, he didn’t even know himself. Days turned to months and months into years as you and Suguru grew older, still teenagers but doing other things now, such as buying alcohol with Suguru’s money (you never asked and he always wore his father’s clothes; somehow he convinced clerks he was of age), drove around in his dad’s car and got both your ears pierced. Well... he had them stretched and you helped with that.

You’d never forget that day—you were equipped with needles and xylocaine, it was apparently a numbing anesthetic. Both of you knew nothing about proper sterilization, you hadn’t even heated or marked the spot you wanted, all you had was a needle and dreams. Your piercings were easier, it was after all a small hole and it burned like hell but that was nothing. Suguru’s on the other hand had been a torture. It was understandable that for someone without an already pierced earlobe, stretches as a first was masochism itself. But Suguru didn’t utter a word. Not when the needle (cold and dirty) pierced the lobe. Not when the silver stretch couldn’t squeeze through the bloody ear. Not even when you felt the excess skin on your hands and you winced, kind of disgusted. You often wondered how Suguru always maintained composure and secretly admired him. If only you weren’t that weak. The stretch operation was deemed successful and celebrated accordingly: with cheap liquor and cigarettes (for the occasion). It wasn’t even two days later, when you noticed Suguru’s earlobes. Black gauges decorated them instead of the initial silver stretches, which you’d told him to let heal at least for a week, his lobes were in bad condition.

He was always selfish.

The last time you talked was a year ago. One year and fifty-three days. He hadn’t come back, he didn’t have anyone he cared to visit. He had been acting strangely this one time he came to pick up clothes, looking above people’s shoulders, scratching his neck and forehead, contemplating. He looked malnourished and joyless.

When you found a handwritten note (how you missed his handwriting) with a simple “come to spot” a year later, you felt your heart race. It had a time and an S. at the bottom. You were hardly surviving at the time, school almost came to an end, an adult already and you hadn’t even graduated and your dad was becoming harder on you. There wasn’t much thought on your after school plans, all you wanted was to get away. To escape. The rest would come later.

The sun was done shining when you stepped down the known slope, the volume of the stream, as if nothing had changed, threatening to drown life on its way. You’d sat on your back, looking at the sky above as day and night merged in the interim.

A flame nearby caused you to stand up. What had happened? Where was he? Faint animal noises and movement could be heard but the slope was deep and you’d have to climb up, which would take you some time and then... what about him? Should you run, go look for him? You were about to climb back up when a shadow casted above you. There he stood, in what you presumed a school uniform and a bloodied face, dark hair swept back and falling down his shoulders while his eyes landed on you. You took a step back.

‘’W-what happened? Is everyone alright? Are you alright!’’ You shouted, why did you shout? The words mixed up. He could only smile as he kneeled, jumped and landed in front of you. You examined the blood up close—it had started to dry, leaving crusts under his eyes, which he scratched before he spoke.

‘’It’s alright, I’m here.’’ He spoke softly, almost whispering and apologetically smiled. Something seemed off. What wasn’t he telling you? What were those voices and why was it quiet all of a sudden? Your nostrils flared, a strong smell of smoke made you dizzy.

‘’S-suguru.. what's—what’s going on? We have to go look, maybe someone’s hurt, maybe they need—’’

‘’I said, I’m here.’’ He raised his voice an octave, same smile on his face, making his eyes crinkle, but it felt odd. It felt forced.

‘’I know what happened to them.’’ The fake smile fell about as quickly as it’d appeared, each word equalled a step toward you. You were moving closer to the angry stream behind, you had to cough from the smoke entering your lungs.

‘’W-what do you mean you know? What happened!’’ You thought you yelled, maybe you hadn't, your voice cracked, cutting the question in half.

‘’I killed them.’’ He said with the same ease he’d propose a ride in his dad’s car. He noticed your eyes widen, your hands covering your mouth from the smoke that would soon engulf you both fully, flames he had set on a village that didn’t matter at the end.

You blinked; he presumed this was the part you’d start crying and lashing out so he inhaled.

‘’Aren’t you happy? Your parents are gone.’’ He heard you yelp. He was really doing you a favor, all these incompetent people you surrounded yourself with had to be gone. Sure, your parents weren’t your choice but you’d be better off without them anyway.

‘’W-why...’’ You couldn't breathe properly, your lungs were filled with smoke as your heart palpitated abnormally, you tried—tried like hell—to scream but syllables came out broken, constricted and incoherent and the more you tried to make your chords work, the more you lost your voice. Your eyes shed tears in silence, they spilled on your clothes as if on cue—you couldn’t approach him, you were terrified as you looked around. For help? You didn't know.

‘’What are you looking for? I’m right here.’’ He said as he took a step closer.

‘’Don’t touch me!’’ You choked—it was barely audible.

‘’What did you say?’’ His brows furrowed.

‘’I-I said– don’t touch me!’’ You managed and he sighed.

‘’After everything I’ve done for you...You know, I really could’ve just killed you before. You are after all useless to society. You can’t even see them.’’

Killed you? Useless? The eyes you used to know didn't belong to him anymore, someone else's blood distorted them. You found yourself thinking about his face more than what you just heard. Had he killed them all? Your parents? His parents? Your old classmates? You sobbed but he continued to look down on you and talk.

‘’Everyone’s gone, for you. And that’s my thank you? Your parents, the stupid kids from school, the doll lady…’’

‘’Why! What have they ever done to you?’’ Your knees betrayed you, you felt the ground beneath you.

‘’They never cared about you. The old lady would never give you that doll for free. She hated you being outside her window everyday, what a nasty child she called you, did you know that? Your dad? Fuck,now if that wasn’t a blessing! This cunt abused you and your mother for years... well, your mom had to go too, there’s no way a conspirator gets off the hook that easily. As for everyone else... they were just useless, you know? Thinking, feeling, cursing, swearing. Disgusting beings create us all more problems. You know, you ought to be an exception to this.’’

‘’I- I want to go. L—Let me go..’’ You stood up, he wasn’t holding you; you felt like a hostage. Why?

‘’You're sick...’’ You continued, a disgust behind your swollen eyes as he squinted his.

‘’I'm sick?’’ His eyes, though you couldn’t see much, lit up under a moon trying to glow behind smoke clouds.

‘’That’s funny for you to say because last I remember you were weak and a victim, not me. Seriously, I thought you’d be happier about it. I granted you temporary freedom, shouldn’t you be a bit more grateful? I always wanted to protect you...’’ His steps brought him millimeters apart, one more step and you'd be gone with the stream.

‘’I always wanted to be there for you.. I thought I felt something every time I looked at you. You were so... vulnerable and exposed, I’d be there for you. But you know what?’’ He took a step forward as you fell — he was quick to catch your waist this time.

‘’I realized, I just fucking hate you.’’ He spits as his breath hits your face, you shut your eyes and turn your head away.

His arm pushes your shoulder down, forcing you to kneel on the ground, your knees sting as he continues.

‘’I asked myself, why should I protect the weak? There must be some flaw within them that makes them stupid, don’t you agree? Why should you have to endure your father’s abuse instead of doing something about it? Why’d you have to cry on my shoulder because you were too weak to act on it? You had to come here to cry about it, remember? Pathetic.’’ He says, face filled with revulsion.

The pain in your knees is nothing compared to that in your chest, you break with each word that comes out of his mouth, he seems passionate—a true hatred reflecting on his eyes and you wish to be dead in that moment.

‘’W-why..why–’’ You try to fill your lungs with air as you suddenly feel a leg on your ribs, a kick that sends you almost in the water—he’s kicked you and you’re lying on hard ground while he’s still standing.

‘’Why,why,why. Shut up already. I told you why. I do not like the weak and you aren’t an exception. See, I could have you killed so easily.’’

He smiles as his palm grips your scalp and you’re being dragged all the way to where soil meets the stream, pain hits different spots on your spine along the way. You don’t have time to understand what’s happening until your head is immersed in the water.

Cold. Dark. No air. You can’t think, it feels like an eternity before your head’s out and you gasp—lungs filled more with water than smoke and you wish to die.

‘’S..st–’’ You can’t continue, his palm brings your numbed limbs and spinning wet head close to his, the dried blood touches your cheek.

‘’There’s one thing I’d like, before we say goodbye.’’ He breathes on your face, his eyes linger on your drained lips.

‘’I’d like to see the weak in you one last time.’’ His lips are on yours, they feel so warm and you’re shivering, trembling under his touch as his tongue slides without a second in your dried mouth. His saliva soaks the perimeter of your palate and your mouth doesn’t move—water washes off some blood on him.

‘’Will you kiss me or have a swim again?’’ He asks ever so politely and you sob.

‘’P-please...’’ But this mustn’t have been the right answer because you find yourself underwater, this time it lasts longer (or so you think) before you resurface and gasp. You wish for an end.

‘’Let’s try again, hm?’’ He says, as he brings his lips back on yours, a warm tongue pushes past them, salivating in your dry throat.

You kiss him back, softly and slowly, following his rhythm as his hands already search for your wet chest, slender fingers trail down your neck and poke at the crevices. They stop at your sternum, groping the skin and he growls in your mouth, you move mechanically as your heart shatters.

You used to love him. You never told him of course, that would be stupid, you didn’t think he’d ever love you back—well, in your defense you didn't think he could love anyone back but you did. The first time he gifted you the doll, when you cried on his shoulders, when you pierced his ears. Looking back, he wasn’t always selfish.

He continues the journey of his hands, his mouth is still attached to yours, it shouldn’t feel good, but it feels warm, and you need more heat, you’re freezing and can’t breathe. He hums as he finds your skirt, perfect and accessible, he thinks. You’re shuddering under his touch. He can't tell whether it's from the cold water or not but he doesn't mind.

A finger finds your slit over your panties, as he vertically traces your skin along the way. He starts from your belly button, passes over your clit and teases in between folds, a light touch that upsets you.

‘’Stop.’’ You whisper, weakened and confused. Wet and cold. But he doesn't.

He is rubbing your cunt slowly, he has removed his mouth and only plants soft kisses sporadically; a kiss each time he rubs up and down, tender and laced with care as the first moan escapes your lips and he catches it with his mouth. He takes it, you’d be embarrassed to let him know you enjoy this, it’s okay. He doesn't want to ridicule you, just to show you world order, that's all.

Your underwear gets pushed aside as warm fingers now touch your bare entrance, he had gathered heat from your cunt and his spit—he had to spit, you weren’t that wet. But that would change, he was confident in it.

His slender fingers part your lower lips slowly as he thrusts one in your cunt. It’s not violent but it’s enough to push your body upward as you sigh, a mixture of unwarranted pleasure and disgust by the predicament. He likes your soft sigh, he wants more.

‘’It’ll feel better, I promise.’’ He smiles gently and you fight the urge to gag, your cunt suddenly makes disturbing noises, as he now works two fingers deep within you, steady pace, straight in the middle. A thumb brushes past your clit, as he removes both fingers and circles it slowly... so slowly you melt, you feel like you ache but.. what is it? It's an ache you like, it's an ache you can't fight and don't want—but you can't do anything about it and—

‘’I think this should work.’’ His hand is removed and brought to his mouth to taste you.

“Sweet.” He smiles.

His pants are quickly removed, the need with which he hurries is comical—under other circumstances you’d laugh, you had never seen him so impatient and unreserved but it’s different now, now that he almost drowned you and is about to kill you. Why couldn’t this just end?

You don’t look at him, you don’t want to, but you make out an arm that brushes against his groin as he slowly moves it up and down his cock. He likes the sight, it’s almost like straight out of a painting: you sprawled out, wet in every sense, a smoke filled scenery behind you and your precious, weak cunt for him to savour. Yeah, that was this day’s highlight, he thinks and grins.

His thoughts excite him, precum exits his slit with each stroke as he kneels down and plants a delicate kiss on your knees.

‘’I’d always protect you.’’ He murmurs, as a hard cock slides in between your legs and you draw a sharp breath. It hurts. Fuck, it hurts like crazy, he is hurting you with his size, he fills out your whole cunt, you feel like you can’t take anymore and then— then he pushes more, slowly, bit by bit until you shriek, begging for him to stop.

‘’I--is too much! S-suguru–” You wince, as he carelessly continues.

‘’Who’s Suguru?’’ He frowns, a hand coming to clasp around your neck and he stays still. Your cunt can’t adjust but he’s not doing it to help you, he wants an answer.

‘’It’s Geto now.’’ He grumbles as he starts moving in your walls while you squeeze instinctively.

You are too tight, he takes it you’ve never been fucked before, makes sense and yet he likes it better this way. Your face distorts in pain but you’ll soon feel better, he knows because he was a virgin last year too. How he wished for this moment to come. Everything was perfect, you were perfect, your cunt was perfect, your eyes... perfect. Maybe the weak had something to offer after all. A blind faith and a good heart.

‘’S-Suguru–’’ You wrongly moan and a palm slaps across your hurt cheek, a flashback of your dad’s hand making your skin crawl, it was the same spot. Your walls are too tight to take him and he fights the urge to groan.

‘’Last time.. unless you want a bath, pretty.’’ He says as he thrusts his cock repeatedly toward the same direction, your cervix—hitting a bunch of soft, vulnerable spots along the way, fuck, you were so perfect and untainted, he wishes you were different, maybe like him.

He’d take you with him on his journey to cleanse the world from filthy creatures that polluted it, that had his friends dead, that cost the Jujutsu High lives daily, that had his friend constantly on stupid missions and for whom? Ungrateful filthy pigs—no, they weren’t pigs, at least pigs knew their place, they were monkeys, always eager for more, for power that didn’t belong to them, monkeys ready to snatch and never give; disregarding consequences for all others. If only you weren’t one of them.

He watches your pretty mouth contract, your head arched back and eyes closed in shame as he brings you closer, he can tell by the way your pretty cunt squeezes his length inside, shit, you’re making his cock too wet, your slick smudges your thighs and squelching sounds almost cover your tormented sighs each time he sinks into you.

‘’D–Does that feel good?’’ He asks while you pant, tears fall down the sides of your face, a red mark of his fingers on your left cheek but you don't answer.

‘’Answer–agh..answer me.’’ He orders, picking up his pace until you can’t anymore.

‘’Y-yes!’’ You cry out, stinging nettles dig in your back contrasting the pleasure in your core that grows—such a lewd thing, you’d come to hate yourself for it. If you were to live, of course.

He’s close too, thrusts becoming uncalculated and erratic yet never really seeming to stop being pleasurable, a rough thumb now circles around your swollen nub, making your legs jerk.

‘’Fuck–Sugu—fuck!’’ You clench around a throbbing cock, the heat coiling low ready to betray you and you see him part his mouth. He doesn't correct you.

‘’Let go baby, I love you.’’ He whispers as you shut your eyes and it's these words that have you ride out an orgasm so intense, you choke on moans and wrap your wounded legs around him. Arms circle his back as his mouth finds yours.

He kisses you as he slides his cock as deep as he can, pads of his fingers removing wet strands from your forehead; he cusses out.

‘’Fuck, mine—forever.” He grunts and finishes inside, nibbling on your neck, as your tangled legs bring him even closer, breaths synchronizing where your chests meet.

He stays within your silky walls, relishing any moment he can before he removes himself, leaving you split, stained and quivering. He lifts up the elastic of his pants.

His time is running out, the spectacle in front of him clouds his reason—you look so pretty, with his cum oozing from your hole, your ashamed hands covering your chest and your eyes waiting for his next move. If only you weren’t flawed. If only you weren’t weak.

To kill you would be easy, he only stalls in case you want to add any last words. And you do.

You look at the man who used to be a boy, the one who gifted you the thing you wished for most in the world; not the doll, but love and you smile. Your left eye is bruised and can hardly open, one of his blows must’ve accidentally landed on the wrong side of your face or maybe it’s the water pressure, you can’t think, as you open your mouth to speak.

‘’Behind you.’’ You whisper, as your right eye catches a small, bug-like shadow buzzing around his hair, ready to attack his neck.

You only notice his eyes widen before darkness envelops your peripherals.

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