Oh My,

oh my,

librarian!geto that's got you between him as he's got his head resting against your shoulder.

he's having you read out some english paper, meanwhile he's got your legs pried open just slightly, a small toy just juddering and trembling inside of you.

"the um- the," you moaned out, barely able to maintain focus from the sensations occurring between your legs-him just bouncing his leg repeatedly makes things worse as you're just struggling, eyes skimming alongside the paper and you grip down onto his knee. "s-suguru."

"suguru…?" he repeats with a smile, “oh, that's...not what the narrator says next, dummy," he teases, and your head goes back against him. his hair's pinned back and the cold sheen lenses of his glasses rub against your shoulder. "start from the top."

your legs were so shaky, mind going completely blank and you're trying to focus but with his fingers and the vibrating toy you were simply no match- you gasp, giving up on the last paragraph before you end up squirting underneath the desk.

"so…messy," he grunts out, taking the toy out just to softly massage his fingers against you to feel how soaked you were. "now you have to start all over again, princess."

and you're so loud that you moan out a whimper once he playfully spanks your pussy with such meanness—you gasp, squeezing your thighs together before he chuckles, bringing a finger up to your lips in a soft alluring tone, "shhhhh. did you forget...? you're in a library. have some manners."

so good at writing smut, genuinely like no other i swear

Thinking about overstimming Gojo Satoru to the point where he's losing control of his powers.

Overstimming Gojo Satoru until that smart mouth of his can't let out anything but wet, little gurgles of your name. His long, white lashes are batting shut with each stroke of your hand up and down his twitch shaft. He's so weighty, so hot. Glistening wet and such a pretty pink that matches his raw lips.

Overstimming Gojo Satoru until all he can do is throw his head back, abs flexing when his toned hips tremble up, up, up-

"Oh, sweetheart..." he's letting out such drawn-out whines, voice husky with how much he's been moaning and groaning your name all night. And each cute whimper is accompanied by a hitched breath, a bolt of tiny blue lightning sparking at the corners of his glassy, wide eyes.

Overstimming Gojo Satoru until the silky sheets underneath his large hands are bursting at the pressure of his jujutsu. Until you could faintly feel the thrum of power in the air with each and every syrpy coat of his precum down your wrist.

Overstimming Gojo Satoru until he thinks he can't cum - but he can. You know he can, and you'll prove it to him. Rolling your heavenly palms faster and faster down his jerky length.

Overstimming Gojo Satoru until he doesn't even know what's going on. Doesn't realize the flashes of purple glistening at the very tips of his fingers, the uncomfortable tension in the air from particles charging. Doesn't even see the way the lights go out, bursting into nothingness - in all of Tokyo, maybe even the entirety of Japan - because he's cumming, spilling milky, velvety rope after rope to drizzle all over your waiting hand. Over and over and- fuck, why does he want to do it all over again?

kenshō “ 本、

a experiência zen ou iluminação, quando a própria natureza é vista para o que realmente é.

“Em silêncio, respira profundamente. Olha com ferocidade para as árvores que ardem na beira da estrada, chamas verdes que se agitam como animais selvagens em pé. Ela as encara com agressividade. Como se esperasse das árvores uma resposta, ou melhor, como se exigisse, lança a elas um olhar sombrio e obstinado.”

────⠀⠀A Vegetariana, Han Kang.

AHHHHH

OH MY GODDD

🥐🔏 : kento's classics,

🍾 his love language was — the symbol of spring.

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