CMERE, BRING THAT DCK HERE .

───〃★ C’MERE, BRING THAT D⍣CK HERE .ᐟ

〃★ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ⎯ You’ve been a good wife—you really have! But when your husband’s boss confronts you about him cheating with his secretary, you just can’t help but take up his offer to get back at him.

〃★ 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 ⎯ nanami x fem!reader, gojo x fem!reader, Sukuna x fem!reader, geto x fem!reader, cheating (not reader), smut (mdni), exhibitionism (sukuna, gojo), slight n⍣pple play, slight cl⍣t play, slight creamp⍣e (geto), full Nelson (gojo), office s⍣x.

〃★ 𝐚/𝐧 ⎯ I was gonna add toji but realized his broke assss not the boss of anyone🤧

────〃ଘ 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎 - NICE ‘N SLOW

The wooden legs of his desk scrapped against the floor with every deep thrust, important paperwork scattered all over from how much he had you squirming from his slow, calculated movements. Your nails dug into the wood, scratching and latching onto the edge as your back arched, a cry of pleasure bubbling from your throat.

Was this wrong somehow? No. Your cheating scum of a husband should receive the treatment he’s given you. And you almost wished he’d walk in on the sight of his boss balls deep in his wife. Well, ex-wife, anyway.

Nanami leaned in to your ear and you shivered, feeling his breath fan past your neck, smelling his cologne and—fuck, you could feel his muscles through this suit against your back. “Hope you’ve finally found your worth. He never deserved you.”

His words entered one ear and came out the other with how hazy he had you feeling, cock penetrating you over and over in a cycle that had you feeling delirious. Your head spun, and the world seemed to blur from existence—except for Nanami; his hands, his words, his voice.

“I’ll make you feel better—cum better than he ever has.”

────〃ଘ 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 - I’LL DO IT INSTEAD

Now, Satoru had always had his eyes on you. From the very first moment you came into the office, bringing your husband his forgotten lunch, he knew he had to have you. The whole interaction left him feeling bitter anyway—he only waved you off after he grabbed his lunch and refused to kiss you in front of his colleagues.

What kind of man was he?

Satoru had no problem fucking you in front of him, though.

You watched your husband’s wide eyes, embarrassed but basking in your sweet revenge. A smirk graced Satoru’s lips, his own focused on your husband’s flickering gaze from how he split your cunt open so lewdly to your bouncing tits as if in a trance.

“‘S how’s it feel? Watching your pretty little wife get ruined?” He breathed, strong arms folding you further into the full Nelson position he had you locked in. “You turned on, hm? Seein’ her lil’ cunt get fucked?”

Your eyes closed and your tongue lolled out, head thrown back onto Satoru’s shoulder as your hand came down to pinch your pulsing clit in circles.

Satoru peppered kisses upon your jawline and stopped by your ear. “Why don’t you tell him how good ‘m making you feel?”

────〃ଘ 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀 𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍 - DO IT BETTER!

You’d always had your eye out for your husband’s particularly hot and intimidating boss, though you’d always stray your gaze away from him out of respect and loyalty. Respect and loyalty that your husband never seemed to reciprocate.

And when his boss finally confirmed that he was cheating on you—you’d finally given into your fantasy of fucking him.

But this isn’t how you imagined your fantasy would go.

Everyone’s eyes were glued to you, either out of fear of what Sukuna would do or out of pure infatuation from how wet your cunt was. You sat on Sukuna’s lap, legs spread open for anyone and everyone to see—even your spouse whose face was a mix of anger and confusion.

He didn’t have the right to be mad right now.

You were almost about to curse him out when Sukuna slid in with one swift thrust. Your breath caught in your throat, tears already welling in your eyes as he began to move without giving you even a second to adjust to his abnormal size.

He bounced you on his lap, heavy balls smacking against your ass so loudly it resonated throughout the meeting room. His big hands groped your chest though your blouse, practically ripping it off you.

“I’ll show you fuckers how to properly fuck a pretty lil’ thing like her.”

────〃ଘ 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔 - LIKE YOU DESERVE

Heat creeped up into your face. You hadn’t expected your day to amount to anything—considering your husband’s boss had told you about his affair just a day before—but there you were, sat on the same man’s lap as he fucked up into your cunt.

I’ll fuck you like you deserve. Those were his words—the words that got you here in the first place.

Suguru’s fingers toyed with the hood of your clit, pinching the nub of nerves in such a gentle yet pleasurable way that had shocks of electricity rocking through you. Your legs shook and quivered with how wide he had you spread them, muscles beginning to feel sore after some amount of time.

But Suguru hadn’t had his fill yet, he had to show you—make you feel what your husband couldn’t do to your body. So, with his cock still pumping in and out of you recklessly, two fingers entered your mouth while his unoccupied hand pinched and twisted your hardened nipples.

“Suck,” he ordered, and you did. It was almost embarrassing how fast you complied, wrapping your tongue around his thick digits as you suckled on them, excess saliva dribbling down your chin.

And it was all so lewd. The ring of cum coating his cock from both your multiple orgasms, your red and pulsing clit, your moans—and shit. If Suguru knew one thing it was one thing only; he would keep his promise and fuck you like you deserve.

happy father’s day ♡

“happy father’s day.” you purr, turning your face to meet the man behind you.

you grind your clad pussy subtly against the man’s buldge, making him groan.

“whaddya mean , hm ? we don’t got kids, doll.” toji grumbles against your neck, hand coming up under your shirt to grope at your warm tit.

“s’because you’re my daddy.”

he chuckles, warm breath spreading across your skin, sending a shiver down your back.

“is that right?” he whispers, hand now trailing lower and lower, fondling your soft tummy. he reciprocates your neediness, rolling his hips back into yours following your rhythm. his beefy tip nudges against your slit slightly, causing you to jolt.

“mmf— mhm .”

“y’gonna give y’r daddy a blowjob then?”

“you’re so gross, toji.” you giggle.

“don’t be fussy now.” he reprimands, sitting up against the headboard before placing you in between his legs. he crosses his legs behind you, caging you in, leaving you no space to move from the position he set you in.

“make daddy feel good.”

“‘kay, daddy,” you mumble, rubbing your cheek over his clothed bulge. you press hot kisses all over his shaft, starting from his plump balls, ensuring you lick on them to work him up, leading your way up to his cock head. his slit leaves a creamy residue on the fabric of his boxers, bleeding onto the other side.

you waste no time licking and sucking on the little slit of cream through the fabric, sighing at the feeling of your hot tongue pressed against his cock head.

“shit.”

he watches you from afar, mouth so close yet so far from his dick. he really can’t stand it !

“d’you want more daddy ?”

“course, doll face. be good and put that sweet mouth to use.” he pulls down his boxers just below his fat balls before pressing your face inches away from his cock. you watch his tip drool, pre cum dripping down the underside of his shaft. you lick up a stripe, bringing your lips to suckle on the swollen head , running your tongue through the salty divot.

he lets you take your time, enjoying the show you’ve put up for him. your eyes peer up at him once in a while, glassy and full of love, to be met with his emerald ones that glow with a glint of evil. toji truly is an evil man.

“don’t make me wait now. be good f’your daddy ‘nd suck him off, yeah?” you bring your lips further down his shaft, hands coming up to jerk at the large gap of cock that your little mouth is incapable to handling itself. it damn near makes him moan, watching you try to please him to the best of your abilities. he wasn’t used to such treatment , especially when you’re used to laying below him and allowing the hunk of a man do the work. not like he minded, at all.

you continue suckling on him, hot tongue dragging along the veins of his cock. it wraps around his pudgy tip perfectly, pressing a bit of pressure on his slit making him shiver and groan.

“t-that’s enough , get off doll.”

he tugs you off by pulling at your hair, making you whine at the loss. saliva strings from your glossy lips, connecting you to the tip of his cock. you could only think about the loss of his fat load in your mouth, the creamy and salty texture painting your face in fat spurts, now all gone in a matter of seconds.

“n-no, why , daddy ? ‘s supposed to be your gift !”

you whine , a petulant pout spread across your face when he holds you tight by your scalp to prevent you from crawling back onto his dick. he smiles.

“y’only stopped me because you were gunna cum.” you bark, lips quivering at the sight of his drooly cock before you.

“yeah, so? gotta put this load to use . don’t got as much as i used to, doll.” he chuckles, flipping you below him in one quick motion. his calloused fingers come to pull your panties aside holding them in place with a fat thumb, revealing your messy cunt. you gasp , and he allows you no time to reciprocate what’s happening before he begins rubbing his messy cock head in between your folds, separating the fat lips.

“happy mother’s day , doll .”

“what’re you talking about? w-we don’t have kids.” you mock meekly with a giggle.

“oh,” he laughs.

“we’ll see about that.”

A/N: the big brother drabble i promised u guys <3

Big Brother Au Masterlist

"No, no, no. No. This is not how this works." You hear Sukuna complain as he walks into the living room and assesses the situation. He had just got off work, was fresh out of the shower, and was planning on cuddling (of course, he would never use that term) with you on the couch for awhile. A good way to decompress as he complains about all of his useless coworkers while you hum and pet his hair.

But, alas, you seem to be preoccupied with a certain 40 pound toddler nuzzled up a little too comfortabley on top of you. Your hands were running up and down Yuujis hair, petting the boy while he drools onto your chest. His soft snores fill the room and you have to keep the tv volume on low so that you dont wake him.

The boy was where Sukuna was supposed to be laying. So he walks up to the two of you, and before you can even process what he is doing, Yuuji is dangling in the air by the back of his sweatshirt. You begin to protest when the warmth of the child is being taken away, but Sukuna just places the boy by your side, before setting his own head in your lap, and curling up on the couch.

Everything was too quick for you to process and before you know it, Sukuna had forced your hand into his hair, hoping that you would pet him as you did to Yuuji.

Said boy was slowly waking up from the movements, and you cringe knowing how fussy he gets when he is woken up from his nap. Sukuna definitely knows this too, so you spare him a unamused glance. "What is wrong with you? Did you really need to move him?"

Sukuna blinks up at you, furrowing his eyebrows for a moment, before shutting them again, unbothered. "You are my girlfriend. I get priority of where I get to lay. 's not my fault the brat took my spot."

Yuuji rubs at his eyes, grabbing onto your arm as he looks at his brother. "Kuna?"

Sukuna hums, but doesn't respond. Yuuji then gently grabs onto the elders pink hair and lets out a small tired whine. "Was there first, Kuna."

"Dont care. Go to your crib if you want to sleep." His face was buried in your stomach, and he lets out a deep sigh as if to almost rub it in the childs face.

"Sukuna, you know he doesnt sleep in the crib anymore." You turn to Yuuji, pressing a kiss to his temple. "You are a big boy now, huh?"

The boy seems to wag his tail at the words, nodding his head and pressing his face into your side. "Y/N, can we cuddle again? 'm sleepy..."

Sukuna doesnt wait for your response before he says, "Im not moving."

You sigh at him and Yuuji begins to pull on Sukunas hair — his sleepiness turning into displeasure very quickly. "Kunaaaaa. Meanie, meanie, meanie!"

"Sukuna..."

He blinks at the boy whose lips was beginnig to wobble, and pulls the tiny hand off of him. "Dont get pouty on me. Get your own girlfriend to lay on, she's mine."

You raise your eyebrows at the exchange, but Yuuji's face shifts from nearly being about to cry to anger. Only recently has Yuuji been putting up a fight against Sukuna's teasing, and it was always endearing to watch. "She's mine!"

A smile tugs at your lips and you let out an exasperated laugh, amused by the boy's words. "Oh?"

Sukuna's head wips toward the kid, glancing at the face that was seconds away from having a temper tantrum. "In your dreams, little pest. 'sides, she likes me more than you." He wraps your arms around your waist, grinning at the boy.

You open your mouth to respond to the ridiculous claim, but Yuuji grabs your arm and wraps it around his body, trapping himself between your side and arm. "Nuh-uh! She told me I am her favorite boy!"

Sukuna leans forward and pinches the child's nose, pulling a whine of complaint from Yuuji. "Favorite boy. I am a man not a boy. And her overall favorite person. Nice try."

The boy lets out a noise of displeasure, and you couldnt help but compare the sound to a growl of a tiger cub. Tears threaten to fall from his face, and he shakes his head. "Thats not true!"

"It is. Sorry to burst your bubble, brat."

Yuuji whines out your name and gives you a teary, puppy dog like look. You ruffle his hair, and shake your head, reassuring him. "You know thats not true. You gotta stop listening to your brother. I love you both equally."

This time Sukuna lets out his own whine of your name, and you laugh. "You two are so dramatic," you sigh, before a grin pulls at your lips. "Besides, neither of you are my favorite."

In record time, Sukuna is sitting up from your lap, staring at you with a deep frown. Yuuji holds onto you tighter, shaking his head and whining into your clothes.

"Spit it out already," Sukuna growls, glaring at you.

"Its not F-Fush-i-guro, right, Y/N?" the boy whispers, thinking about what Sukuna had said earlier to him. He was sure to cry in record time if that was true.

But, you just shake your head, and then spare both of them a wicked grin. "Its Choso of course!"

The two of them pause for a moment, looking at eachother and thinking about their older brother. They seem to have the same opinion on the matter, and they held nearly identical frowns.

"Thats not funny!"

"Y/NNNNN!"

Toddlers are known to look at their caregivers to see how they should react when they trip and fall. Even if the stumble of their wobbly legs doesn’t hurt them, in many cases, they will still cry if their guardians fuss over them. Although, if the adult doesn’t give them a time of day usually the little beasts get up and go back to playing with their friends.

This phenomenon is pretty common for the toddler you raise. The small child seemed to master how to react during certain situations depending on who is watching him, you or his wicked older brother.

The three of you go to the park where Yuuji runs around the playground, letting out giggles and squeals when Nobara and Megumi play tag with him You somehow drift off on Sukunas shoulder on a nearby bench, closing your eyes and slumping against your boyfriend, content with the fact that he has his eye on the reckless child.

As to be aspected, Yuuji, after being warned very harshly by his “doting” brother to go slow when going down the steps of the playground, ignores the caution and sprints down the stairs only to miss a step and fall straight to the bark. It wasn’t a hard fall — his legs collapsed beneath him, and he landed on his knees with a plop. No harm, no injuries, mostly just shock of him falling a couple feet into the bark.

The first thing he does is look toward you, unconsciously questioning if he is about to cry out from the pain so that you can pick him up and coddle him. But he can’t catch your sleeping gaze and instead finds himself face-to-face with Sukuna.

His brother only raises an eyebrow at him, shaking his head as if to say “i dare you to cry right now”. The two of them make eye contact for longer than necessary, silent communication, and Yuuji sniffles, gulps, and slowly gets up before going back to playing.

The elder Itadori puts his hand in front of your eyes, blocking out the sun from disturbing your sleep and continues to watch his younger brother walk much more carefully up and down the playground. It was good to not coddle the boy; Sukuna didn’t want Yuuji to grow up spoiled; he was to be a man, strong just like him.

But of course, Sukuna happened to be raising him with you, a person with the biggest soft spot for the child. And so when you wake up from your nap, and Sukuna calls the boy over to leave, you notice the tiny piece of bark sticking out of the boy's leg. It was surface level — Yuuji didn’t even notice it, but still, the image looked much more gruesome than it was really.

You gasp and begin to fuss over his “injured” leg, asking the boy if he tripped and fell if he was hurt at all if he was okay. And suddenly, to Yuuji, it seemed that maybe that fall did hurt a little too bad. Maybe he wasn't okay like he thought.

Tears begin to well up in his eyes.

“Don’t you give me that shit. You’re fine. You tripped like five minutes ago, and I know it didn’t hurt.”

Yuuji shakes his head, ignoring his brother and rubbing his eyes while he looks up at you. “O-Owie…” he whines, rubbing at his knee.

“Poor thing, did you hurt yourself? I’m sorry baby, I wasn’t watching.” He reaches his hands up to you, and you scoop him up while he begins to cry into your neck.

It was a fake cry, obviously enough. It makes the elder Itadoris mouth hang open. “You little liar!”

“Don’t be mean, Sukuna.” You say, teasing him because you realized quickly enough that the boys “cries” didn’t produce any liquid from his eyes. You didn’t mind spoiling the boy either way.

Sukuna, realizing you also understood, lets out a dramatic groan, shaking his head before exclaiming, “Why am I surrounded by weaklings?!”

You just laugh at him, thinking about to a few years earlier during highschool. Sukuna was the one who would dramatize his pain whenever he got in a fight. You would listen to his whines (after he profusely exclaimed that he won by a longshot) over a busted lip and a black eye while you would fuss over him, just as you are doing to Yuuji.

He got into a lot of fights during highschool because Sukuna could never get enough of you fretting over him. He liked when you played nurse and coddled him, way too similar to the way you cooed at Yuuji.

The two of them, although Sukuna would never admit it, are way too similar. Both are strong and independent boys who happen to turn into whiny, attention-seeking puppies when you are around.

he thinks he's gonna eat him

Warnings: hooking up with your ex JJ

“Shh, JJ.” You hiss, clamping your hand down over his mouth as you continue to bounce on his cock. Your friends were just in the other room. If they caught you guys hooking up again you’d never hear the end of it. Not to mention the mess with John B from last summer..

“Mmm.” JJ moans behind your hand, his head leaned back against the dresser while you ride him. You weren’t even entirely sure how you’d ended up on the floor in John B’s old room, riding your ex’s cock. Sex seemed to be the only thing you two did right.

“Be quiet or I’ll stop.” You growl, bouncing on the balls of your feet as JJ’s eyes suddenly widen with fear that you’ll follow through on your threat. He mumbles incoherently behind your hand, his body tense beneath yours.

“I’d hate to leave you even more desperate for me.” You taunt, leaning in to kiss the side of his neck and making him growl behind your hand. His own hands tighten on your hips like he’ll keep you from stopping. He starts to thrust up into you again and you have to fight back your own sounds of pleasure. His dick was perfect and so so deep but you were no where close to cumming. This was just for him.

“Be my good boy and cum for me.” You whisper, leaning in so you’re nose to nose. JJ whimpers behind your hand, his fingers biting into your hips even harder as he helps you move.

“Fill me up, JJ. Give me all your cum so I’m dripping—.” His body jerks as his eyes roll back in his head and his orgasm takes over. You watch as his eyelids flutter and your body is flooded with his warmth as he continues to convulse until his hands are urging you to stop your movements. You could almost cum just from watching his orgasm but you’d already been in here for too long.

“Fuck.” JJ mumbles behind your hand, his body lax and his chest heaving with each breath. You lower your hand to lean in and kiss him sweetly on the lips. He tries to deepen the kiss, holding you to him but you pull away.

“Good boy.” You whisper before slowing rising to your full height and letting him see the mess running down your thighs. JJ exhales through his nose, eyes exhausted but pleading.

“You’re cruel.” JJ grumbles, running his fingers up your thighs but you step back, shaking your head.

“Come on, before they come looking.” His cock was still out and half-hard, just begging for more attention but you forced yourself to move to the door on the opposite side of the room.

“Aren’t you going to clean up? You can’t go out there with no panties!” JJ hisses, scurrying to his feet and tucking himself away. Where were your panties?

“I’ll let you punish me later. Maybe.” You wink as his expression darkened. He took a warning step towards you but you were already opening the door. The thought of his jealousy and punishment excited you to no end. He could be mean when he wanted to be.

Fuck the panties.