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“[name], please! play with m-me too..” yuuji begged as he watched with jealousy as his older brother took your cock with ease down his throat. your hands ran lazily through sukunas hair, every now and then, pushing him a little further down your length. “hmmm, what do you think sukuna? should i touch him?” you feigned consideration as you pulled sukuna from your length by his hair. his jaw glistened with sperm and spit, his eyes glazed and out of focus. “fuck no…” he smirked as he leaned up to kiss you, the taste of yourself on your own tongue was foreign.

you noticed the way he glared at yuuji with an emotion you couldn’t decipher while he kissed you yet you chose to ignore it.

“don’t listen to him, please! I’ll be so good for you,” yuujis eyes widened like saucers, brimming with tears of desperation. “such a crybaby, cease your blabbering for once yuuji, it’s a turn off.” sukuna, as heartless as ever, brushed him aside, but to you, begging was a beautiful sight on yuuji.

“hold on sukuna, give him a chance.” you beckoned yuuji and he wasted no time crawling over to you, his cock swayed between his muscular legs in the process. sukuna growled, eyeing yuuji with such venom. yuuji paid him no mind, his brown eyes racking over your body drinking in every detail. from the scars, to the tiniest moles, everything.

“please,” you saw his throat bob as he physically restrained himself from pouncing on you, “please, you gotta let me s–suck it,” yuuji looked at you with such desperation, you had to say yes.

“very well, show me what you got,”

“what?” sukuna spluttered, eyeing you like you grew two heads, “theres no way you are actually entertaining this clown. he has no idea what hes doing–“

“y’know what sukuna–“

“enough. seriously am i babysitting you guys or are we having sex? neither of you will get anything if you dont get along.” you sighed exasperatedly, sometimes, you wondered how bad you were in your past life to have to deal with these children.

“i apologize–“

“m’ sorry [name]–“

they both apologized at the same time, earning a soft smile from you. they were idiots but they were your idiots.

“good, now if youre ready to act like adults, come show me what you got.”

Ts is so cute-

PING! NEW NOTIFICATION.ㅤ⸺͏͏ㅤCHOSO X M!READER

❛ ⠀♡ . ˑ⠀featuring   :   choso ╱ male reader

❛❛ ⠀Kiss me through the phone, see you when I get home ... ⠀❜❜ ⠀or ⠀the random texts and tweets that your boyfriend types to and about you !

❛ ⠀♡ . ˑ⠀notes   :   male reader. established relationship. please ignore the time stamps! these are meant to be random texts/posts across different days. fluff.

I need more male readers with jjk characters then gn readers in my opinion gn is not even that good anymore!!

First Kiss With JJK Men X Male! Reader ❤️‍🔥

a/n: Hiii anon!! I'll make sure to make my content more diverse for everyone to enjoy💖, This is my first time writing for male readers so I hope you enjoy these headcanons 🫶🏻.

Warnings: NSFW.

Toji Fushiguro: Kisses you out of jealousy

Don't tease Toji, he gets wild!

Seeing you talk so casually with Gojo Satoru who happened to be his rival, did light the flame of jealousy inside him.

With Gojo touching you constantly, made him burn inside.

Clenching his jaw, his eyes narrowing while witnessing the man he wants and desires more than anything else in this world having fun with Gojo instead of him.

The sound of your laughers echoed in his head, as it felt like a pang inside his chest.

His eyes never left your figure, watching every move you made.

Toji knows how flirtatious Satoru can get, especially when he tries to impress someone or get into their pants.

Toji would curse a lot under his breath, battling his internal conflict and urge to not get physical and start a fight in the bar.

He would grab his cup tightly, till it smashed in his hands.

Toji wasn't sure if you were into guys or not so he didn't want to do anything that he might regret.

But he couldn't take it no more when Gojo leaned in closer to you, while feeling your arm.

“Screw it!”

He strode towards your table, and without any introductions he smashed his lips on yours.

The kiss would take you by surprise and leave Gojo in utter shock.

It didn't take you long to kiss him back. A relief would wash over Toji's heart when you reciprocated.

His lips danced in sync with yours as his big hand cupped your face, pushing his lips more into yours.

He pulled away looking at you, his scarred lips curving into a smirk.

You smiled back, cheeks flushing with a pink tint, completely forgetting about Gojo.

“You can forget about Gojo now, from now on, all what you need is me”

Ryomen Sukuna: Kisses you out of challenge.

Don't test this man's patience!

You had the biggest crush on Sukuna.

But you never dared to confess, scared that he might not be into you.

So instead you tried to get to know his opinion about dating a man.

“Have you been in a relationship before!?” you'd ask.

“Huh? that's so random why'd you ask?”

“Come on, just tell me”

“yea.. I've dated a lot of women before..”

Your heart sank inside you, totally crushing your hopes.

Your face expressions would change but you'd play it cool as much as possible.

“w-what about guys?”

“No” he'd say raising an eyebrow.

“so you haven't kissed a guy before?”

“Why would I, if I didn't date a guy in the first place!”

You felt completely hopeless, especially with Sukuna looking extremely hot in front of you, you just wished you'd link your lips together and kiss till you go breathless.

Sukuna noticed your change in mood, and how your energy drastically dropped.

So you started acting chill and playful, like he didn't just break your heart a few seconds ago.

“Oh are you that scared to make the first move on a guy?” you teased.

He'd roll his eyes, completely hating it when someone tries to provoke him.

“Just admit it Sukuna, you don't have the balls to kiss a man, do you get shy?” you continued.

Without saying anything, he'd grab your neck and forcefully pull you against him. His lips crashed on yours, molding perfectly.

You've always wanted to taste him and today you finally did.

Your parted lips, gave Sukuna the opportunity to slide his long tongue inside your mouth.

Taking your lower lip between his sharp teeth.

“I said I didn't date guys before, I didn't say I'm not into them, .. I'm so into you”.

OMGGG SUB!CHOSO FAILING TO DOM HIS BF PLEASEE!!! (∩˃o˂∩)♡

[a little bit of feminization and dumbification doesn't hurt anybody]

— sorry i take decades to finish requests😖😖

breeds u — choso.kamo

— dom ! male.reader x sub ! Choso kamo

— contents : Choso fails to dom u lol! Blowjob , cute Choso helpp , mention of blood in der.. dumbification if u ssquiiinttt , feminization so terms like “boypussy” n stuff , breeding kink , overstim n cute

warnings : mad ooc i js realized .. nothing too srs

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Your heart fluttered hearing your boyfriend ask you if you’d let him dom you. it’s just that was super cute and although it would go the way he’d want it to, you like to let him try.

according to him, he has been preparing for this moment which….was insane but he’d learnt a lot about this and was confident I mean CONFIDENT he’d dom you.

You were lying down comfortable watching your cute partner begin with jerking you off. You let out a pleasant sigh and close your eyes, relaxing to Choso’s touch.

though Choso has been extremely prepared, now that he was actually here and doing this….. everything he learned began to leave his pretty little head. He pondered, what does he do next?? He leaned down keeping his eyes on your face, he stuck his tongue out and licked at your tip.

You opened your eyes and looked down while he quickly averted his eyes, embarrassed. You brought your hand over to one of his cute pigtails and played with it, watching him shudder at your touch.

You gently pushed his head down on your cock expecting him to fight you off since he was soo ready but..he just let it happen. gladly taking your dick deeper down his throat.

your other hand made it to his other tied up pigtail and used it to fuck into his throat faster and faster, desperate moans leaving your throat the closer you got to coming. He gripped your thighs, his cheeks were crimson red and the scar over his nose leaked blood.

was he going to let you come? your dick twitched crazily in his mouth, it’d be fucking cruel if he pulled off now..

you gasped as your semen poured down Choso’s throat. You let go and tried catching your breath, running your fingers thru your hair to get it out the way. you peaked down at Choso who just looked at you nervously.

“..did…I mess..up..” he said in a low voice looking away sheepishly.

“Ohohh baby..” you sat up and smirked, cupping Choso’s face and leaving kisses on there. As you did that, you slipped his pigtails out of their tie and massaged his head.

“…you’re not supposed to do that” you kiss him before he could say anything and bring your hand down to jerk him off making him squirm and freak out.

he crawls closer, straddling your lap as you begin to finger him open, he’s moaning in your mouth, saliva tripling down his mouth.

“it’s okay, hon….you know what you are good at..?” Choso’s shaking as you rub your tip into his hole slowly.

“you’re good at fucking me with your cute boypussy..” you whisper and grab his ass, thrusting deeply into his tight hole.

“ahgn yn..! w..wait..” he’s flailing his hands around not knowing where to place them. “don’t worry ‘oso , just let me take care of you baby….” you kiss his chest and grind into his hips.

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“ack—! s..ow…mmhhhn! da..~” you pressed your palm against his abdomen as you fuck him deeper, you can’t understand a single thing he’s trying to say you just love his sweet whimpers that sound like music to your ears.

“shhiitt…your pussy’s so..tigh..t..” Choso’s dick twitched at your words before releasing all over his tummy once again with a gasp of relief.

“hnnn..look at how deep I’m in you…” you slow down and admire the small bulge that disappeared and reappeared every time you moved.

“you were born for this…..born to go stupid on my cock and have my kids..” you say thru gritted teeth, Choso’s way too out of it to say anything back. just nodding in agreement with a faint smile on his face.

“yeah..? you’d love that…to be the mother to my kids” you giggled at your own words watching your dumb boyfriend struggle to stay conscious, scratching the sheets and letting out staggered cries. His nose and cheeks were smeared with blood, the red looks amazing on him.

you got closer and grabbed his wrists and fucked him harder than before, he’s screaming and squirming every time your cock hits his g spot, the overstim hurts and he almost can’t handle it.

you lean down and kiss his neck and jaw as you spill your seed inside his swollen hole. Small cries, you could feel his trembling body underneath you try to get you off. you didn’t even bother pulling out, you just moved over to the side and spooned him tightly.

you both knock out and he gets a tummy ache and starts questioning if u actually put a baby in him

a/n; can u guys tell i hate coming up with titles…. anyways come run in here n get y’all’s juice

the art of giving (top male reader, nsfw)

tags: sub! gojo, soft dom! top! reader. marathon sex, overstimulation, cum inflation, forced orgasm, dry orgasm, multiple orgasms, creampie, reader's stamina is crazy, i mean to beat gojo's stamina is just, i know this gif is overused but it fits the context, hallelujah

Gojo grasped the sheets, panting desperately. Your fingers dug heavy bruises into his hip bones, dragging him across the mattress and back onto your lap, the collision of skin making a wet slap ring in the air. 

“Toru, ah—” 

‘This will be the last,’ he thought, as he sunk his teeth into his lip to muffle a moan, only for it to burst out from his lips, weak and garbled. ‘There’s no way he can possibly keep going. No way.’

“Satoru!” 

You groaned loud into his ear, emptying your load inside him. He whined and bucked his hips, the building pressure in his stomach way too profound to ignore, filling him up nicely. He could feel it drip down his thighs to join the burgeoning puddle formed between his legs, tainting the bedsheets with sin. 

There was barely any time for him to gather his thoughts, though. The next moment, you had him flipped onto his back, searing hands squeezing his thighs and spreading them apart to settle between, like you were made to fit inside him. 

With a light hum, you began to push in again even as he shook his head, eyes wide, grabbing onto your wrists.

“No, no. ‘s t-too much, baby. I can’t,” he babbled, crying out as you dragged him back onto your cock, his insides too sensitive to be played with after such a short break. 

“One more, ‘kay?” you murmured, leaning down to kiss him, lapping up the drool that seeped from the corner of his mouth. “Toru. One more time, with me.” 

“Urgh,” he moaned, tears leaking out from his pleading blue eyes. “Th-that’s what you, what you said h-hours ago!” 

He held in a scream as the tip of your cock massaged his swollen prostate repeatedly, back and forth, like a pin kneading dough. He could feel your hands branding him all over, from his wrists and neck to his hips and thighs, white snow blooming into a field of red and purple. 

Turning him into your own creation. 

“Too good,” he sobbed and writhed, tears dotting his lashes. “I can’t—baby, f-feels too good.” 

He whined, embarrassed as you leaned back to watch him, the part where the two of you connected, a creamy ring caking around the base of your cock with each cum-slick slide. He was wrapped around you so firmly, his hole pushing out cum with each clench and flutter, almost as though he was producing slick of his own. 

You loved it. It made you want to give and give and give, keep him well fed with your fat cock. 

You yanked him back towards you as you noticed him trying to get away, pushing yourself back inside, deeper and harder. You weren’t done giving to him, not just yet. 

He let out an exasperated cry, slumping down defeatedly and letting you do him as you pleased. 

It was fucking filthy, the push and grab and pull, and every wet squelch of thick fluid sloshing in his gut as he leaked everywhere like a needy whore. He could feel your thrusts getting sloppy, your voice slurring like you’re drunk on the pleasure he’s giving you, could feel your hand snaking up his hip to press down onto his tummy, could hear the guttural groan that tore through the air as you felt yourself move inside him. 

“P-Please, I can’t—” 

“You can,” you declared. “You will.” 

His back bowed with a silent scream as you rammed yourself home, the tight burst of boiling liquid making his insides expand and inflate, and for a second Satoru wondered if it was possible to explode by having too good sex. He writhed and jerked helplessly under your grip, still sobbing out, being forced out to ride out his orgasm. He waited for the splatter of cum to hit him in the face and chest, but nothing came. 

He looked down at his softening cock. 

Oh. 

Nothing came out. It was a dry orgasm. 

“I told you, Toru,” you cooed. “Told you you would.” 

He let out a broken sob as you finally, finally pulled out from him, lacing his fingers with yours and bringing it to your lips. You continued to whisper praises in his ear while you cleaned him up, telling him how good he was and how you were proud of him for keeping up. 

Gojo felt himself slowly drifting off to a state of unconsciousness, oblivious to the silver heart-shaped anal plug now nestled inside him.  masterlist!

This was pretty gay!..

cw: f slur (i blame @rodolfoparras)

thinking about a homophobic misogynist man who just can’t get off like how he used to before he met you. no matter how times he fists his cock, is balls deep into some random women; none of it mattered. it was never enough, he was never satisfied. but when he thinks about his last “session” with you… he’s throbbing and rock hard within seconds (aww is that pre cum on the tip?) he tries to brush it off as nothing more than a little meeting between guys, he’s not a fag and he’ll never will be. his actions speak other wise but he’s way too narcissistic and delusional to see his contradiction.

he’s in too deep in his fantasy to hear himself whining and moaning like a bitch as he fucks into the tight hole of his hand. his eyes brimmed with tears as he recalled you holding his legs against his chest as your fat cock drilled into his sore hole, your pelvis slapping lewdly against his ass. he called you every insult in the book, but you didn’t care. in fact, his bitching made you pound into him harder.

he spat on his pointer and middle finger and slid a shaky hand down to his hole. it twitched and clenched around nothing, he felt so empty. he forces his two fingers inside him to the knuckle, if there was a heaven, he just saw it. as the fantasy continued, he only got more desperate. he bucked into his fist like a mutt in heat as his fingers thrust in and out of his tight heat. his pillows are drowning in drool at this point.

you call him your pretty princess, whose pussy was made to take your dick. your digits wrapped themselves around his throat, his adam’s apple bopping under your palm. taking in as much air as he could before you took it with the thunderous pace of your hips.

he never wished for a third arm more in his life. before long, he let out a pathetic, little, tiny sigh of “daddy” as he came all over his hand and belly. he lays on his soaked sheets absolutely exhausted. his first good nut in ages. he thinks about you again, and remembers he has a huge cucumber in his fridge he was about to blend into his work out smoothie.

his cock is leaking pre instantly.

Topping for the first time

summary: topping choso for the first time

who: choso kamo x male reader

dom! top! reader x sub! bottom! choso

“choso i wanna do something different tonight…” you spoke softly, fidgeting with the hem of your shirt

“huh? what are you thinking m/n?” he asks curiosity laced in his voice. he eyes me up and down noticing my nervousness, “i wanna take control…tonight..” you said cautiously, eyeing his reaction.

“eh..what does that mean?”

, “i wanna…top you.”

…..

you really weren’t expecting choso to like bottoming so much. you expected him to be more uninterested in the idea not him riding you for 1+ rounds. you won’t complain though, the way his muscles flex and his fucked out face turns you on.

“hey don’t you want a break or something?” you asked as he turns his head no hastily, “i..i never knew how good this feels..” he says as he doesn’t meet your eyes.

why is he acting shy now, he’s literally using your dick as his personal dildo. you smile and thrust harder than last time, the grip on your waist tightening. and now he’s going faster, is he about to cum? yeahhhhhh no.

just as he was about to finish, you stopped him. touching his tip and gripping his dick in the process. he whines and tries to get my hand off so he can finally release after the 2nd time.

“m/nnn…please i…i need this.” he whines trying to make you feel bad, it almost works but cmon you just wanted to have fun while you’re having THIS choso. he pushed out his bottom lip that was swollen from us kissing, is he pouting? god he’s so cute.

“baby..it won’t hurt not cumming this time” you’re fingers now getting slick from him, ur finger gently rubbed against his slit. a whine erupted from him as he gripped my wrists, “don’t tease me, m/n..” his eyes now glossy and his lips now slick with spit.

“ahh, why do you have to make me feel bad, you’re so cute when i’m mean to you” you let go and quickly grab his jaw. you connected your lips with his, he seemed eager because as soon as you kissed him he was already ready to explore it.

you giggled in the kiss while thrusting a bit harder as he whines in the kiss. you grunt knowing you’re getting closer and closer to climaxing. “let’s cum together” as you grip his waist while he nods frantically.

ahh choso is so cute, the way he bounces on your cock with nothing holding him back, a fucked out face, cock practically spilling over your stomach. he’s so so cute, you wrap your arms around him as you climax. he lets out a loud moan and collapse into your embrace, our heaves and breathing the only thing in this room.

the warmth and choso was the only thing you needed right now. “m/n..i wanna go again.” he says outwardly, about to put your tip into his hole.

“wait choso cmon give me a break!”

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i beg of yall to make choso more subby

𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗦𝗘, 𝗕𝗘 𝗦𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗡𝗧

and here we go again in more smuts I write in 40 minutes randomly overnight. the choso part in the trailer keeps popping up for me all over my social media, so that's for everyone who has this man as husband! top!amab! reader and bottom!choso below. this was written to be read as gn, so if anything is wrong please let me know!

Choso always made the cutest sounds during sex. He was a very domestic and simple man, most of the time he would ask you in a soft voice to turn off the lights before continuing what you were doing, (even though you two knew the darkness of the room did little to hide the flush in his face, his open mouth in an involuntary movement or how his cock twitched at the smallest of compliments). He usually liked looking at your face during sex and blushed like a virgin when you tried anything in daylight. And after one of the neighbors complained about the noise, Choso not only started to avoid them, he also started to have a habit that you hated:

He started trying to be as quiet as possible in bed.

You weren't happy about it. It was hard to actually hear any of the moans or whimpers your husband made when you fucked him exactly like he had wanted all day during which he tried to show you with the eyes - it was never a difficult task, considering you were always itching to have him under you, anytime.

What sounded like a snarl reached your ears, muffled by the pillow Choso was hugging to his face, your pillow.

Your fingers dug into his lean hips, ring sunk into his skin in a way that should hurt and thumbs pressing hard over the knobby bones you pulled him back against you with each thrust, so hard that every time your thighs and his ass met, the twinge of pain shot through your senses.

In the low light, his long hair blended into the darkness and your shadow fell over his torso. You two were completely naked, skin to skin, and even condom use had been discarded when you entered into a relationship.

You liked having him like this, with no barriers between you, raw and messy and wet. Choso liked it too, as much as he never said it out loud, you knew.

He also liked it when you came inside him. It left him feeling used and dirty and belonging to you. It was another one of those things that would be hard to get him to admit, but that was okay too.

"I am close." Your voice filled the stuffy air in the room.

All the windows were closed and the curtains drawn, both the front door and the bedroom door were locked, making it difficult for air to circulate. The idea of getting caught during sex by anyone was mortifying to Choso to the point where he didn't even like you using the scenario as dirty talk.

Big brother thing, you concluded, even if today only you and choso were home.

Choso's knuckles turned white where he gripped the pillow, so hard that the ripping sound rang out, the golden band of the wedding ring shining even in the dark on his finger. His hole tightened around you, helping the boiling sensation of pleasure just build in your stomach.

Your hips reacted on their own, shooting forward, back into your husband's relaxed, wet hole.

"Where should I come?" you questioned, wheezing occasionally interrupting your speech. "Should I take it off?"

It was a mere tease, as you knew how possessive Choso was when it came to your cum, he hated it being wasted, but in his delusional pleasure mind, that should have sounded more like an threat.

He seemed to mutter an irritated reply that was once again muffled by the pillow.

"I can't understand what you're talking, darling," you said as you started to back away, leaving Choso's warmth. You had to fight the immediate urge to just shove back in him and fuck him until you came.

The response was immediate, Choso's hole tightening so hard it looked like it wanted to suck your cock. He pushed the pillow away, allowing you to see the trace of tears on his face and the mess of saliva on his chin.

Beautiful.

"D-don't take it off," he pleaded sweetly. Maybe because he'd been fucked for so long his voice sounded loud, almost like a scream he didn't seem aware of. "In-inside... C-come in me." He repeated, sounding desperate: "Come in me."

And who were you to deny him anything?

Using your grip on his hips, you began to fuck him, eagerly, almost violently. Your cock eased in and out of him, being engulfed by the heat of his tight walls.

Choso's lips were trembling, his whole body was trembling - you noticed right away - and you wanted nothing more than to lean over and kiss him. But you forced yourself to just watch as his eyes rolled back, his arms hugging the pillow to his chest as the husky, sweet moans you loved most fell from his mouth.

Your nails pressed into his skin and you came, hard, hips swaying in erratic thrusts to enjoy the pleasure coursing through you. Your cock twitched and spurted inside him, marking his entrails with your belongings.

Choso gasped for air, body writhing on the sheets and you saw the exact moment he came all over his stomach and your pillow. Coming into him was enough to send him into his own orgasm.

Now you kissed him, grabbing the pillow between your chests and throwing it towards the floor. You swallowed each of his sighs; sweat and semen forming a mess between your bodies and before the memory of the inconvenient neighbor and the anxiety of being heard by strangers during sex returned, you rotated your hips in slow circles still inside him, extracting every reaction and every ounce of pleasure from him and gently led him on for a second round, then a third...

Then, you made Choso so loud that none of the neighbors had the nerve to come and complain the next day. Inflamed by it, after being fucked to the point he limped the next day and his throat got hoarse, he never tried to hide his moans from you ever again, even at the risk of being heard by his younger brothers.

Sub!Gojo Satoru x Top Male Reader NSFW Drabble

A/N: Did I write this because I am petty like that? Yes I did! Enjoy

Gojo Satoru aka "The Strongest" was being fucked dumb by your cock. His delicious moans letting you know how good you were fucking him, your cock thrusting and hitting his prostate perfectly and your warm hands on his bruised skin, touching every sensitive parts of his body.

His back arched, his hips pressing back into your cock as his hands gripped the bedsheets for dear life, saliva dripping down his chin and onto the pillow he was muffling his loud moans with until he gave up. His head filled with thoughts of your cock and how close he was to cumming.

"Fuck.. You're taking me so good, baby.."

"Pl–ease~ Ahh~!" Gojo almost squealed as your pace got rougher and the urge to cum eventually took over, cum spurting on the bedsheets underneath him.

Gojo whines, feeling you slowly stopping your thrusts.

"You came, huh?" You asked, feeling Gojo's hole fluttering around you.

"I-Im sorry.." Gojo whimpers as he looked behind his shoulder to look at you with teary eyes, remembering on how he wasn't supposed to cum without permission.

"It's okay, baby. You're just not going to cum for the rest of the night until I fill you with my cum.." You say, pulling out of Gojo and flipping him on his back, seeing his cock hard once again. Gojo whines as arousal swirled in his stomach, his legs trembling and immediately wrapped around your waist.

"Oh please..."

thinkin bout spanking satoru gojo..

Satoru absolutely crying as you spank him relentlessly. Your never ending slaps have him kicking his legs and trying to get out of your grasp.. He begs and pleads for you to stop but you don't, you just keep spankin him.

He screams your name when you hit a certain spot over and over he chants your name as you simply smirk down at him.

Tears streaming from his eyes as he kicks his legs back and grips the sheets with hos hands, nearly tearing them to shreds.

He was in fact the one who originally suggested spanking saying that, "He can take it." Though, now that he's sitting here crying and writhing around on your lap you're not so sure.

You can feel his hardened dick rubbing against your thigh as he attempts to get himself off.

You start to feel pity on the poor man so you're about to stop but before you do he spews out a, "Please... Please don't stop.."

You raise an eyebrow down at him, just a few seconds ago he was attempting to get out of your grasp, what changed?

Maybe he just likes to pretend to not enjoy it... But that's a kink you both can explore at a different date.

high fever — yuuji.itadori

— dom ! male.reader x sub ! yuuji itadori

— contents : sick yuuji who also gets u sick , coming untouched , cock warming , dirty talk , gently slow sex , he’s kinda stupid idk tho

warnings : probably scary for germaphobes.. overall super cute

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Imagine feverish just SICK Yuji with a bad fever who’s all sweaty and grunting every now and then who can’t keep his hands off you..

like he’s touching you all over your body and for some reason extremely craving your dick

“just for a little yuu-chi…” you’re like hesitant and ask him not to kiss you or get TOO close cause you don’t wanna get sick…

yeah you forget your own rules when he sits on your cock, fully taking you like a good boy. He’s just cock warming you, he’s panting but too exhausted to move himself.

you realize he doesn’t move or anything.. “yuu…what’s wrong..?” his head rested on your chest completely ignoring your question.

you let out a breath and relax bringing your hand to gently stroke Yuji’s pink hair. Then you bring it back down to his chin and lift his head to look at him clearer. He’s still all sweaty and panting, half lidded tired eyes fighting to stay open.

“hehe so cute…” you’re beating yourself up so you don’t give in and kiss him yet next thing ya know you’re gently kissing the boy who just moans in your mouth.

you don’t have to move or even touch him, some dirty talk and his dick’s twitching.

“that’s what you want..hm..? want me to fuck you right…” you say thru kisses while he’s whining and nodding in return. “but you’re all sick..sure you can handle it..~?” you’re like babying him and edging him by telling him you’ll fuck him properly over and over again.

keep talking to him like that and tracing your finger over his body and he’ll give you a sharp gasp and cum will shoot out of his dick as he pants like a dog, tongue sticking out and everything

“coming untouched…hm…?” You smile at his cute embarrassed self before kissing him even more, passionately and slowly, gently lifting him up and fucking him at a slow pace.

he gets loud easily and he’s super sensitive wherever you touch him, he’s also super eager to kiss you like he will keep his hands on your neck or jaw and pull you in for as many kisses as he wants. looks you dead in the eyes and gets louder and louder to the point where you have to take a break and remind him that you guys have fussy neighbors.

his body gets warmer by the minute and you start to worry, you start to stimulate him from the front and jerk him off to get him to cum quicker, you have to kiss him to stifle his loud pleas to stop and then he cums one more time. you slowly pull out of him and place him on the bed and he won’t let go of you.

“but…you didn’t get to..” gives you sad eyes that are begging you to use him to get off. you reassure him you’ll be okay and get him under hella blankets and place a nice cold damp towel on his forehead. you do rub one out in the bathroom later don’t worry

next morning you wake up feeling like shit with a terrible fever and yuji who feels better offers to take care of you but before he does. he makes you cum a couple times. a thanks for the day before:)

a/n; just had a thought yesterday…. pls save hi

CHOSO huffed as he held onto the railing of the rooftop, his hands gripping it so hard that his knuckles turned whiter than his pale skin. He whined as his thighs shook.

“C-can’t… no more.” He mumbled out, saliva dripping down onto the floor. You hummed as you had wrapped an arm around his stomach, your other hand jerking off your boyfriend’s cock.

Choso whined as he couldn’t release anymore, he was all milked out. “Let’s just do one more time, m’kay sweetie? One more, and I’ll let you rest.” You cooed into his ear, kissing it.

It wasn’t that Choso didn’t want this, it was that you both were outside, on a rooftop, where many people could see you both. However, it was a cloudy night out, so only the neon lights shown on you both faintly.

Choso nodded, moaning quietly as he let you jerk him off, watching your hand skillfully play with his entire cock, rubbing the tip, sliding your hand up and down. Choso grunted as he was once again close to his release.

He warned you, before finally cumming, only small spills came out, his hips jerking from the over stimulation. Choso moaned shakily, mouth open as he tried to calm himself. You hummed as you kissed the back of his sweaty neck, taking a glance at the floor and seeing how much cum he had in him.

You chuckled and wiped him clean, kissing his cheek as you held his body. He rested against yours, panting quietly as his crimson blush tainted his cheeks and ears.

Good boy…

CHOSO x male reader

Receiving a blow job from CHOSO,

NSFW: face fucking, praising, sub Choso, top male reader

Choso looked up at you, his soft yet warm hands resting against your thighs. His eyes softly looking at you, admiring you in a way. His position so hot as he was on his knees. “You look so cute like this my dear..” You whispered, your thumb caressing his chin, holding it up to look at you. He stared at you, blushing slightly and trying to advert your gaze.

“C’mon baby, take your time, since this is your first.“ You spoke, eyes watching his every move. His hand moved to your dick, touching it, feeling how hard it was. Leaking pre cum already, twitching with such excitement.

Choso let out small breaths as he started to stroke you, slowly, seeing how your pre cum would come out of your slit. He gulped nervously, before reacting in, something you didn’t think he would do. He leaned in and gave a kitten lick on your slit, making you slightly shiver. His eyes glanced up at you before continuing to stroke you, before sooner or later using his tongue to lick up your length. You groaned quietly, nodding that he was doing a great job.

His tongue licked your slit repeatedly, then coming to suck on it. His mouth fully wrapping around you, slowly moving down, taking in everything. “F-fuck, Choso, your mouth is so warm… and wet.” You added, gripping the sheets with your hands. Choso hummed quietly, his nervous and slightly sweaty palms grabbing your thighs.

His head started to bob up and down, sucking and drooling over your cock, literally. Once in a while he’d open his eyes and look up at you, seeing your head leaned back, Adam’s apple bobbing with every gulp and groan you’d let out.

He let out a sigh as he pulled away, wiping his saliva with his hand, before grabbing your hand, placing it on his head. “You can move my head, I-I don’t mind.” He whispered, his cheeks having a crimson blush to them. He glanced away, before feeling your fingers tangle themselves in his hair. “Then get back to sucking, my love~” You whispered seductively, chuckling after. He gulped and went down on you once again, moving his head at a faster pace this time.

You groaned, staring at how beautifully well he took your cock. Choso let out small moans, making the feeling 10x more pleasurable from the vibrations that came from his throat. “That’s it Choso.” You mumbled, before gripping his hair, now starting to move his head faster.

Choso gagged in surprise, his eyes looking up at you, having tears threatening to leave. He shut his eyes tight, as he tried to take your cock, but you were so rough with his sweet throat.

You let out moans, as both your hands grabbed his head, starting to actually fuck the poor curse’s throat. “T-that’s it baby, keep taking my cock.” You groaned out, huffing as your hips started to thrust deep in his throat. Choso’s hands trembled as he tried to hold himself steady by gripping your thighs. He’d sometimes open his eyes, only for tears to come out. He moaned in pleasure, yet gagged from how deep your cock would reach.

“I’m getting close…” You mumbled, now speeding up your hips. “Fuck…” you cursed, feeling that knot in your stomach, it felt so good, Choso’s mouth felt so good, amazing even. You fucked your boyfriend’s pretty mouth a few more times, before slamming your dick so deep in his throat, startling Choso as cum finally released in his sweet mouth. Choso’s hands shook, holding your waist and gripping hard, it was sure to leave bruises.

“G-good boy Choso, good boy…” You repeated, your hips shaking a bit as cum kept trailing down Choso’s throat. Choso felt something in his stomach, something bubbling after you called him ‘good boy’, his face becoming warm. You felt the curse trying to swallow every ounce of your release, eyes looking up at you as he did. “Good boy… my dear Choso.” You whispered, panting as you finally pulled out of his mouth, Choso immediately coughing slightly, saliva leaving his lips and drip down to his chin.

“Y-you were rough… I couldn’t breathe.” He mumbled, glancing at you before moving his irises to look somewhere else. The back of his hand wiping his mouth.

“I liked that.”

Fucking Choso raw 🔥

Choso x male!reader

WARNINGS - SMUT - MDNI - top!reader - bottom!choso - no protection (ofc) - slight breeding kink? - needy choso - choking - let me know if i miss anything

You were standing at the stove focusing on making breakfast that you didn’t hear the footsteps of your boyfriend coming down the stairs. All of the sudden you felt strong arms and a bare chest pressed against your bare back. Choso rested his chin on you shoulder watching you cook.

“Oh, sleeping beauty is awake.” You teased him as you freed hand raised to touch his cheek. You earned not nothing but a sleepy hum from him. The softness of him caused you to chuckle. “Well, half awake.” You added before going back to cooking. He stood there for a few minutes just watching as you work realizing you aren't going to give him the attention that he is craving he decided to make a move. He began to move his hands up and down your abdomen near where your v-line began up to your pecs. He even started to nuzzle his face in your neck. You quickly to notice of the hard on pressing against you.

You let out a little "tsk" noise at his actions and his desperation. "Did I not fuck you enough last night baby?" He raised his head from your neck. You weren't even looking at him but you just knew he was giving you a pitiful pout.

He put his face back in your neck as he slid his hands down to your v-line again "You did." He whined softly into your skin. You let out a chuckle before turning off the stove. You shimmied out of his grasp to plate the cooked food. The actions caused a much louder whine escaped his throat.

"Are you sure about that, because it doesn't seem that way." He reached for you again, but you dodge his grasp. He stood there staring at you in disbelief. You couldn't contain your smile at his action. He gets needy like this often, but you can't deny how adorable he is when he is like this.

You covered your food before turning to him, his eyes still glued to you. "You need something baby?" You asked with a teasing tone to his voice. He is shy when it comes to asking directly for things, but it's especially when it comes to sex. He approached you slowly testing the waters, you welcomed it by planting your hands on his built figure. "Say it baby, use your words. You know I love it when you do."

"Fuck me please." He said it so quietly that it was almost inaudible. You gave his waist a squeeze signaling again, he took a deep breath." I want you to fuck me again." He said a little louder, you gave him a smile before crashing you lips against him. He gasps against your lips allowing you to shove your tongue in his mouth, he gripped you. Your tongue licked and explored his mouth before pulling away. You watched as he chased your lips.

"Go to the room baby." He quickly moved on your command; you watched him quickly disappear up the stairs. You stroll up to the room no to long after him. When you arrived at the room he was sitting on the edge of the bed. You cocked your head as you did the come here motion with your fingers. He didn't say a word, he just stood up walking towards you. When he gotten close enough to reach you hooked your fingers in the hem of his boxers pulling his body against, he couldn't contain the quick gasp that left his mouth. You took his face in your hands making him look at you. "You're such a needy boy you know that." His brows furrowed as you spoke." I fucked you all last night and now you wake up begging for m-"

" I didn't beg." Words that were meant to be only thoughts left his mouth, interrupting you. He realized it when you released his face. "I'm sorry." He looked away from your gaze. You tilted his chin making him look at you again.

"You're so lucky that I find you adorable when you are needy." You pressed a quick kiss against his lips, he let out a soft sigh of relief at your gentle action." Take off your boxers and get back on the bed, ass up." He nodded quickly before doing everything you said. You gotten rid of your sweat pants as you watch him settle himself. You crawled on the bed behind him. You placed your hand on his shoulder bladers forcing his face and chest again the bed, the rest of his torso arching with his ass up. "That's more like it." You moved the hand that was on his shoulder blades down his spine slowly. You watched as goosebumps formed on his cool skin. You moved lower to his rim. "I don't think i have to prep you baby, your needy hole is still lose for me." Your fingers continued to circle but never dipping into his hole. "Do you want me to still finger you baby?" He instantly shook his head at your question, the exact response you knew you would receive.

"No! I want you inside me, please." He turned to look at you as best he could, staring at you with pleading eye. You nodded your head, reached on the nightstand for the lube and condoms." No!" He said quickly and frantically. It startled you lightly.

"What is it baby?" You asked a mixed of confused and concern. You waited for his reply but it come." Don't go silent on me baby, I'm not a mind reader you have to tell me what you do and don't want."

"No condom, please. I want to feel all of it" You placed the condoms back on the nightstand and returned to the position. He placed his face and chest back down on the mattress as you returned. You squirted the lube on your hand and on his rim. You heard a little gasp from him as you did.

You rubbed the lube all over your cock before entering him slowly. You inhaled and exhaled deeply through your nose at the feeling of his bare walls. This wasn't the first time y'all have done it raw but it wasn't something that common. But it wasn't something you would every deny him.

You began to move your hips earning whimpers from your lover. "More please." You heard him whimper softly. Your hands gripped his hips tightly before setting a more brutal pace. His whimpers increased in volume as the pace changed. You watched as he buried his face in the pillows muffling his noised. You reached around grabbing his throat and pulling him up, so your chest was against his back. His whimpers became moans at the changed of angle. "Don't you dare, I want to hear every single noise you make" You whispered in his ear, thrusting hard inside of him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." His voice sounded so pitiful signaling he was about to cum. You watched from behind him as his cock bounced with each thrust. Your other hand reached to cup the head of his cock, rubbing it. Your actions earning such a lewd noise from him.

"You about to cum baby, is my needy boy about to cum." He nodded his head, he gripped on your hand that was on his throat. "Cum baby." He instantly cummed in the palm of your hand. You continued to fucked his hole gritting your teeth as he clenched around you. You pushed him back down smacking his ass. He shrieked at the smack plus the overstimulation of you continuously pounding his ass. "We aren't done baby. I'm getting one more out of you before I'm cumming." A loud cry escaped his mouth." What? You wanted this, you decided to be so damn needy." You thrust harshly at the last words. You pulled his hair making him lean back. "Fuck you feel so good like this baby."

He gripped onto the pillows in a death grip. "I'm-." He could barely get his words out, his voice cracking and breaking

"You about to cum again baby, already?" He nodded his head. " Cum while I paint your back in my cum." He let out a loud gasp and started to shake his head no, not caring about the grip that you had on his hair.

"In me please, cum in please." You let go of his hair letting the top half of him fall against the bad. You digged your fingers in his waist again as you set that brutal pace again. "You want me to cum in you baby? Filling you up with my cum and breeding your cute ass?" He moaned loudly, his body shaking as your word sent him over the edge. You leaned your head back as you fucked him through his orgasm, you grunted as you spill your cum inside of him. His body fell limp on the bed and yours did too. You laid your body on top of his as y'all catch y'all breaths. His hands reached and before searching for yours, which you took noticed and grab the back of his.

He whimpered as you withdrawal your cock from him. He laid there with his eyes closed. "You want to bathe and then eat ." He nodded his head slightly not moving any other part of his body, not even opening. "Okay, I'll start the bath."

When the bath was finally filled, he laid in there with his back against your chest. Your hands dancing softly on his body. You watched his beautiful face resting with his eyes closed. "I don't you cared about food right now." You whispered softly not wanting to disturb him

I got my half-sister pregnant... but we're only half..

nobody’s home — choso.kamo

— dom ! male.reader x sub ! Choso Kamo

— contents : step-cest , touching w/o consent uh oh , Choso tries to tell yn to stop but gives in bc he loves the feeling , handjob , biting n hickeys , mention of virginity loss n Choso does cry abt it , does change his mind abt it nd ends up rlly liking it , praises n degrading lolll

warnings : step cest obv , maybe.. r4pe implications not sure wtv

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Choso’s mother had divorced his father and she found a boyfriend who already had a kid.

The first time they met was … interesting. He got home from hanging out with some friends, he greeted his mom and step-dad, went into the bathroom and quickly backed out closing the door.

He covered his face, he had walked in to some guy shirtless in the bathroom. He went to ask his mom and she told him that, yn, was his new younger brother.

When they saw each other after that he apologized.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to you know…” yn smirked checking the guy out while he wasn’t looking.

“It’s cool, we’re both guys. Nothing to be embarrassed about” He flashed a smile before leaving to his room.

Yn was younger than Choso by 3-4 years.

Choso definitely caught onto the subtle hints that yn was throwing his way. Yn would sometimes invite him to watch a movie or something, he’d get super cuddly and touchy.. like have his arm wrapped around his waist or have his hand slowly massage his thigh.

Sometimes when they’d be out yn would insist on buying Choso a drink, or even smoking together or something, but he always found a way to make it sound intimate.

Maybe Choso was going crazy.. maybe yn was just really trying to have a nice sibling bonding moment and Choso was taking it the wrong way..

Okay enough of turning yn’s offers down, he definitely just wants to be close brothers.

“Hey, ‘oso. Mom and dad wanted to ask you something” yn popped into Choso’s room and went over to sit on his bed and handed him the phone. Usually his parents called on yn’s phone, since sometimes Choso doesn’t answer cs he’s busy studying or sleeping.

“Hey hon, just wanted to let you know we won’t be home till very late! It’s our 1 year anniversary and we have a lot planned” Choso hummed while yn took whatever book Choso was reading and skimming thru it.

He sighed and put the book back. Gently pulled Choso down towards the bed and cuddled him. Choso was still listening to his mom talk and talk but he wasn’t paying attention. His heart was pounding in his chest.

yn had his leg over Choso’s waist and arm over his chest. Choso could feel yn’s warm breath on his neck, his lips were an inch away from Cho’s skin.

Finally his mom ended the call and Choso was frozen.

“…uh…here’s your phone..” He said.

“Just put it on the counter or something” yn said in a low voice right under Choso’s ear. “….what are u doing”

“…nobody’s home, oso..~” Choso could practically hear yn’s smirk.

“Have you ever touched a guy..?” his hand gently massaged over Choso’s chest.

“…n-no…yn I- I don’t think this is…” Choso pushed yn’s arm away and managed to sit up.

“Mm..awww cmon.. we’re alone, nobody can walk in on us..” yn looked at his half brother with low eyes.

“S..still it’s just..w-wrong—“ Choso flinched when he felt yn tightly wrap his arm around Choso’s waist to keep him from squirming and dug his hands into Choso’s pants.

“y-yn..?! S..stop I don’t…!” His breath hitched when yn began to stroke him. Choso’s nails were digging into yn’s arm trying to squirm away or something. yn rested his chin on his brother’s shoulder and continued to fap him.

“Ngh..! Mhhnn…~ s….stop..” Choso was panting and subconsciously grinding his hips into his brothers hand. He threw his head back exposing his neck, yn saw the opportunity and began to kiss and suck on Choso’s pale skin.

“Ahh~ f..fuck…~” Choso’s grip on yn’s arm loosened and he brought one hand up to cover his mouth.

“See…you love it, don’t you…~” yn whispered into the ravenette’s ear. Choso just whined, he didn’t really care anymore. Plus yn had a point, nobody would ever catch them doing this. It’s not like they were even related…

yn sped up his pace and stroked faster while sinking his sharp teeth into Choso’s neck.

“Ah- ah I’m gonna c..come—“ Choso gasped and grabbed onto yn’s hair tightly as he came and made a mess in his briefs. “Fuuuckk…s..so good~” He whimpered as his dick twitched in yn’s hand.

yn slid his arm off Choso’s waist and pulled his pants off along with his underwear. He easily lied him down on the bed and used the finger that had his cum on it to finger him.

“..nnnyooo…d..don’t….” Choso was too dizzy to put up a fight anymore. He just let out more moans and cries when yn found his prostate and massaged his fingers over it.

yn stroked himself, he loved the view. Choso’s pretty little hole being slowly opened by his fingers, just ready to take his cock..

yn pulls his fingers out and quickly pushed himself into Choso earning a gasp and whine from him.

“S-shit..! Y..you…” Choso felt tears welling up in his eyes, he wasn’t sure how to feel….

yn noticed and rolled his eyes. He leaned down to kiss Choso’s cheek.

“Don’t worry….your brother is gonna make you feel good..~” Choso blushed and screamed when said brother began to roughly thrust into him hitting him right in his g spot.

“UGHN-! F-FUCK TOO MUCH..!”Choso felt a tad bit overstimulated, but fuck did it feel good.

“Aww..look at you just taking my cock so well, hm?~ you love it…you love how well your little brother stuffs you, don’t you, prince..~” Choso moaned at yn’s dirty talk, he was so into this. He loved every second of this and he didn’t want it to ever stop.

“Right, Choso..?” He loved how his name sounded in yn’s mouth, he let out a slutty moan and smiled as best as he could.

“Mm..hm..~!” yn smirked and began to kiss Choso’s shoulder and back.

“Such a good little slut..” yn felt himself get close and stuttered in his thrusts.

Choso felt his second orgasm nearing, he gripped the sheets and stuck his tongue out, rolling his eyes back.

“You’re all mine…my stupid toy..just for me to fuck, m…mkay..~?” Yn said into Choso’s ears pushing him over the edge.

“Mhnn-!!” Choso bit his tongue as he came one more time making a mess of his sheets. A smile creeped on his face at the feeling of yn’s hot semen coat his warm mushy walls in white.

They were both catching their breaths and yn sat up and slick his hair back looking at the art he ..

“……I…I’m sorry, cho’…” He pulled out and turned Choso on his back who just looked at him. Choso had drool and tear stains on his face, his lips red from biting them.

“I’m…so sorry..” The regret sitting in the pit of yn’s stomach. It quickly left when Choso pulled him down by his neck into a warm embrace.

“..’m your stupid toy…” Choso whispered smiling to himself. He didn’t regret this.

Yn sighed and returned the hug.

“..sure”

a/n ; I’ve always hated anything like step cest or inc*st it’s yuck but idk Choso being so big brother n shi kinda possessed me into writing this sorry xx

Realllll

hiiiiii!! If you're comfortable with writing for Gojo Satoru could you please write a Smut Drabble for him? Something like Reader having a crush on him and thought he was hiding it very well but word got out fast about it, and Gojo found out so he started to tease reader about it. Idk how it can move into nsfw, you can freestyle that part!! but I would like to have some spanking, light degrading and size kink mixed into it. ONLY IF THATS OKAY OFC 😭

ఌ 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔

꧁ 𝙎𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙪 𝙭 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ꧂

Smut 𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙡𝙚! ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

It was awkward. Very awkward.

The moonlight seeped into your room through your windows. The fan sputtering away—on its last breath—brought a coolness to the room. You should probably replace it soon.

The cold bed sheets beneath you that you held limply in your hands. No point in covering up—he already saw you. You were naked—full on naked.

“When I heard you say my name…” Gojo closed the door behind him, a shit eating grin on his lips. “I thought you needed something.”

You pressed your legs together, desperately trying to hide your leaky cock.

And the dildo in your ass.

“I… uh—I thought the rooms had better…. Uh….. y’know….?” You closed your mouth in embarrassment. Maybe you should just not talk.

Gojo simply laughed, taking off his glasses as he walked over to you. His eyes trailed over your body—as if he was taking in everything about you. He placed his glasses on your nightstand and placed his hands on his hips.

“Well, don’t stop just because of me.”

“Excuse me?”

You stared at Gojo with a look of horror as he moved over to sit down on the bed right in front of you. A good angle to see everything despite your legs. He didn’t look weirded out about hearing his classmate moan his name.

No, he looked interested.

“C’mon. It must be painful, huh? You seemed close before I came in.”

You bit your lip, waiting to see if he’d just start laughing. That’ll he state he was just joking and he’ll maybe just forget all about this embarrassing night. But he only stared at you, watching you carefully as he waited for your performance.

Well, if he’s asking for it, who were you to question it?

Parting your legs, you reached down and grasped the dildo that nestled nicely inside of you. It was a 8 inch dildo you bought online. One of your favorites, really. You didn’t have to try much for this one to reach your prostate.

You kept your eyes solely on yourself as you slowly pulled the dildo out. With your free hand, you began to twist your nipples while thrusting the dildo in and out.

Gojo was right though—you were certainly close when he came barging in.

Your toes curled as you moaned each time the dildo grazed your prostate. The sounds of your quiet whimpers filled the room. The fact that Gojo was in the room soon left your mind as you focused solely on your release.

“Have you done this for anyone else?”

You grunted in confusion, glancing at Gojo as you noticed that he was way closer than earlier. When did he get so close to you? Surely you would’ve heard him move.

“What..? Only you.”

“Good. Wouldn’t want you slutting out to anyone else.”

The fact Gojo essentially called you a slut didn’t matter to you. What mattered to you was that Gojo wanted you to himself. That just made you feel warm and fuzzy inside. You could feel yourself clench around the dildo.

“Do… do you want to do it…?” You asked, looking away in embarrassment. Sure, in other times your dildo could get you to cum but there was a guy in your room. A guy you liked for a minute now.

Having a real cock would be hundred times better than a plastic one.

“Do it?” Gojo smirked. “You’re cute, (L.Name).” He got off the bed and began to undress—much to your shock. Gojo’s body was better to see in its full glory. He was toned—as if he was gaining more muscle everyday. It made you wonder how he will look when he’s older.

You shook your head—face feeling hot as you reached down and pulled out the dildo from your ass. Gojo joined you on the bed after getting fully undressed. He looked unreal.

“It’s your first time, yeah?”

You nod mutely, watching as Gojo took the dildo from your hand and placed it on your nightstand. He looked it for a moment before smirking.

“Wow, are you a size king? That’s pretty big, (L.Name).”

“I didn’t mean to order it so big…” you pouted.

“Hope I’m not too small for you,” he joked.

You looked to see how long Gojo’s cock was and gasped at it. Sure, it might’ve been only 6 inches compared to the 8 but it was thick. Very thick. Compared to the dildo that was more skinny in width. Oh, you were going to feel the stretch with his cock.

Gojo grinned as he leaned over and pulled you into a chaste kiss, “don’t worry, you can handle it.”

He grasped your waist and easily manhandled you to sit on his lap. His cock nestled right between your ass cheeks, narrowly avoiding your lube slicked asshole. Gojo hummed as he moved his hand down towards your ass and gently squeezed it.

“Oh, nice ass.”

You muttered out a thanks as you wrapped your arms around his neck. Gojo seemed to be thinking for a moment as he kneed your ass before a playful smirk appeared on his lips.

“Since it’s your first time, I’ll let you take the lead.”

He laid down on the bed, his grip on your ass loosening as he lightly tapped it. You weren’t exactly sure if you could really take the lead but decided maybe you could possibly wow Gojo if you did it well enough.

You just prayed your legs could handle it.

Gojo was true to his word in letting you take the lead as he simply watched you grab his cock and press it against your asshole. It took a few tries before you were able to line it up properly. You slowly sinked down on it—whimpering at the painful stretch his cock gave you.

A gasp left your lips once you finally had his cock fully inside of you. The feeling was good. Too good… your cock didn’t last a second. You gripped at Gojo’s chest as you pitifully came, coating his stomach. Soft moans left your lips as you arched your back in pleasure.

Fuck, you didn’t even last a minute.

You felt embarrassed. God, no way in hell would Gojo fuck you again. Embarrassingly enough, you could feel a few tears prick your eyes. What if this was your one chance to get Gojo to date you?

“Gojo… ‘m sorry…” you turned your attention over to Gojo—expecting to see him be disappointed but much to your surprise… he looked…

Horny?

“Fuck, (L.Name). That was sexy as hell.” Gojo said, grasping your waist. “Think you got a second load in ya?”

“Wha—ngh?!” You gasped out in shock as Gojo began to easily lift you up and down onto his cock. There was no need for you to even move your legs, Gojo was able to use you like a fleshlight easily.

He moved one hand to your cock and began to stroke it to life. Shockingly enough, you did have another load in you. Your cock shot to life as his cock narrowly touches your prostate with each thrust.

Gojo grunted as he sat up, pulling you off his cock. You whimpered in surprise—reaching out towards him. He pressed a wet kiss to your neck as he manhandled you to kneel on your knees. Gojo moved to be right between your legs with his hands gripping your ass cheeks as he spread them apart.

Without any warning, he shoved his cock right back inside of you. You screamed out, gripping the bed sheets beneath you. This position was different. His cock reached your prostate with tho each thrust—much easier than your earlier one.

He rutted into you, earning gasps and moans as your cock began to leak precum. His much larger body easily covered you as he leaned over on top of you.

“(L.Name), you feel good. So warm.. can I slap your ass? It’s fun watching it jiggle.” Gojo whispered into your ear. You could only cry out in pleasure—too far gone to actually reply. His cock was stretching you and reaching in areas that you didn’t even know existed.

Fuck—that dildo of yours was no longer needed if Gojo was going to always be here.

You were too deep in thought about if you needed to throw away your dildos when a slap was delivered onto your ass. A shriek left your throat in full on shock. You forget he even asked that.

The sounds of skin slapping and the squelching from the copious amount of lube you had used earlier accompanied your screams. You felt close. So close .

You felt overstimulated with the constant pressure on your prostate. Your cock was weeping, wanting to cum already. You slowly reached down to jerk yourself off only for Gojo to grab your hand.

His hand was so big. It engulfed your hand easily. You were mad that you could’ve jerk yourself off but also in glee that he wanted to hold your hand.

This wasn’t supposed to be your first hand holding with him but you’d take it.

You weren’t even supposed to have sex either.

“Gojo….” You whimpered.

“Satoru.”

“Satoru…” you couldn’t help the smile on your lips. First name basis. God, you really lucked out huh? Satoru pulled out—much to your disappointment—as he flipped you over into your back. He easily slipped right back in as he continued his harsh thrusts.

It was odd to be face to face. You hoped he didn’t mind your face. Satoru leaned down and kissed you. Oh you loved kissing him. You wrapped your legs around his waist as you held him close.

It was long before you both reached your orgasm—moaning into the kiss. His hot cum filled you with a much needed warm. Your cum was hot on your own stomach as well.

Satoru pulled away from the kiss, a smile graced his features as he gently stroked your cheek.

“You’re pretty, (Name).”

You could feel yourself blush. This was better than anything you ever dreamed of. All that pining you did seemed to finally pay off. Gosh, you hoped this wasn’t a dream. But by the feeling of cum dripping onto the bed—you were sure this was real.

Before you could return the compliment—there was a harsh knock on the wall.

“Go to bed!” Geto yelled, his tone clearly annoyed.

These thin walls, huh?

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First time writing for Gojo, hope y’all like it!

Tag list: @nakedtoasterr @the-ultimate-librarian @mello-life69 @iwishtobeacrow @chill-guy-but-cooler @kiiyoooo @dabisbratz

Erm... suddenly I'm attracted to megumi..

°✿ sleepless nights ⬎

nsfw fushiguro megumi x bttm male!reader

fem aligned and minors dni, i do check and you will be blocked

includes: light dumbification, slight praise and slight degradation, rough sex, light breath play, overstimulation

constant, restless shifting rouse the dark haired sorcerer from his hazy, half baked dreams while pulling a tired groan from his lips. he tiredly pushed himself up into a seated position with limbs that felt close to bricks, eyes squinting open as the haze of sleep left his brain only for his gaze to settle on his boyfriend.

his boyfriend that had is phone at full brightness as he played some game and squirmed around on the bed grumbling over the lost round.

“fuckin’… what time is it, (name)? why are you fucking awake?” he grumpily pushed the heel of his palm against his eye, aggressively rubbing the sleep from it as the other male looked at him, expression akin to that of a child caught staying up with their ds in the middle of the night.

“oh, uhh… heh,” the (color) haired male rubbed the back of his neck, eyes nervously shifting away from his partner’s. “about… maybe… close to… two-ish… in the morning… surprise?”

megumi could already feel the irritated twitch start in his eye as he deadpanned at his partner. he said nothing, just watching the other spaz and squirm under his judging gaze. he knew (name) wouldn’t sleep with his brain this active or energy this high, perfect. he sighed, eyes closing in contemplation for only a moment before muttering a frustrated, “fine, guess we’re doing this the hard way.”

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This was cute<3

How about the main three with a short but feisty male s/o?

Like they are chill most of the time but the minute you make fun of their height or someone they like they are basically like this kid in the video.

https://youtube.com/shorts/y3AQ8hCFs5E?feature=share

Thank you for your time doing these by the way. ❤️

It's fine! Writing is quite fun and it gives me something to do during a day.

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𝕄𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕥 𝔽𝕖𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕪 𝕊/𝕆

Male! Reader, fluff

Sukuna made the mistake of telling making fun of you since you were short.

It didn't go well. He's lucky that he’s technically part of Itadori or else a bitch would have been throwing hands with the king of curses with varying results.

Mf got yelled at but you stopped fairly quickly since you were also technically yelling at Yuji too.

Afterward, Itadori attempted to calm you down by reassuring you that he knew it wasn't directed at him.

Sometimes Itadori will compare his height with yours to see if you have grown while receiving a thoroughly disappointed look from you.

The insistence that you can reach the top shelf despite struggling so much is adorable.

Sometimes forgets how much rage you can hold in such a small body. He's always surprised whenever you just get annoyed and brute force your way through a situation after trying one too many times.

Watching you go off on someone when they insult/hurt him is concerning you just dive in a think about the consequences later.

You lowkey scare him and Sukuna makes fun of him for it

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He doesn’t treat you much differently as opposed to having a taller boyfriend. Mainly just the more prominent need to protect you due to your smaller stature, even though he knows you can defend yourself perfectly fine.

That being said, whenever somebody makes fun of you for being short he can't help but think “ah shit, here we go again...”

Oh God, I'm just imagining if his boyfriend found out about the Todo incident.

Todo would get his ass beat so fast...

He sometimes forgets how *short* you are and then the divine dogs stand up on their two back feet, they reach over your head and he's just standing there like, 🧍

Probably the only one that actually complements you on your height because one on hand it's an inconvenience in many ways but you can also do things taller people can't.

Like, get things off the bottom shelf without too much of an issue.

Similar to Itadori he’ll occasionally forget how angry you can get but it doesn't surprise him as much

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Omg, y'all are twinning!

She's 5’3 and wants to fight a god

And you're... short and also wish to fist fight God.

She loves resting her chin on your shoulder and hugging you from behind. It's one of her favorite ways to hug you especially if you want to show her something.

If you're are shorter than her she’ll make you reach to kiss her.

She cheers you on if you are about to flip your shit on someone. Unless they are important, aka. Faculty, a high-ranking sorcerer/curse, etc.

She introduces you as her “cute little boyfriend”

You two are too powerful

Doesn't forget your tendency to flip your shit and she loves it! As long as it isn't directed at her or any of her friends she's having the time of her life.

She'll calm you down if you go a bit overboard or are about to, otherwise it's fair game. Just don't hurt yourself, please.

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Ts is so cute- I cried 😭

“hi momma”

your child has their phone

🌀includes: gojo s, suguru g, nanami k, sukuna r, fushiguro t, higuruma h, choso k

contains: pure fluff, children (incoherent sentences) , fem coded reader, established relationship

for more like this follow @itsgirlyki !!

Totes came!

Shut up, Shut up, Shut the fuck up. ౨ৎ

(´∀｀*)ε｀　) ౨ৎ N–sfw content !! ; Sub!Bully!Gojo + Dom!Student Council President!M!Reader ➜ cws: Masochist gojo, spanking with ruler (char receiving), degradation ᡴꪫ‎

Bully!gojo who'd bully Student council president!reader for fun, tease them n stuff. It was never physical but it was still humiliating.

Bully!Gojo who says he's the only one allowed to bully you cause he said so, totally not madly in love with you. Student council president!reader who has enough of his doings and call him in your office.

Bully!Gojo who thinks you're gonna yap about how he's such a troublemaker, but dude, what the fuck were you doing!?

Bully!Gojo who is currently on your lap while you spank his ass with a ruler. His ass looked like some tomato, his dick dripping with pre-cum, oh, was he getting off of this? tsk, this was supposed to be a punishment.

Bully!Gojo who has to count every spank, but he still forgets, he doesn't care anymore cause he's such a pretty little masochist. Well, poor guy, he has to count again, every time he forgets.

Spank, "Satoru, what number are we at?" "N-nineteen..? wait nah– Twenty–!" Yells out Satoru, Spank, pathetic tears rollin' down his pretty lil face. "Wrong, guess who won't get to cum? Start again till you get it right, slut."

Bully!Gojo who looks at you with teary puppy eyes n begs you to fuck him till he can't walk.

Bully!Gojo who's fucked so dumb that he can't even think of anything else other than you, loud moans coming out of his mouth, definitely not trying even a bit to be quiet. Whispering degrading words to his ears, body full of bruises and hickeys.

"S-shit...feels so good, can't anymore please– Hah, m' sorry, m' sorry–" Eyes rolling back as he holds on to the table, hands goin' numb. Getting his ass pounded by the so called person he called weak. Your hand squishing his cheeks as you slip your tongue in his mouth. His legs barely holding him up.

Bully!Gojo who then follows you around like some lost puppy, his little gang so confused. Though this man still has the audacity to create trouble for you just so he can get fucked by you so harshly again, such a brat.

I agree. Busted guys!

Toji with a male S/O NSFW head cannons

Female aligned dni 18+ only NSFW content below

You were toji’s first male lover but not the first man he had sex with. Toji is oddly great at pleasing your body, whether it is rough sex or intimate he always makes you orgasm at least twice before you fuck.

Toji is amazing and handjobs since his hands are so big they roughly rap around you when he fucks you. Toji also likes it when you get all needy and begs him to fuck you

Toji loves it when you give him blowjobs it makes his eyes almost roll completely back. One of your punishments during sex is having to ride him until your body gives out and then he picks back up and fucks you until your body is all shaky.

Toji likes to see you on your knees with your hands tied behind your back as he makes you suck his dick. Then he picks you up and flips you around and fucks you from behind.

Toji will dress you up in pretty white lace lingerie and fucks you while making you tear it up and cover it with your cum. Toji often degrades you and calls you “my personal whore/god your such a slut”

Toji’s main kinks are breeding kink daddy kink bondage and sub/dom dynamic, he loves seeing rope marks covering your body while he pounds your ass.

After sex you always have bite marks and hickeys on your thighs, neck, chest and abdomen, swing you all marked up drives Toji crazy for you

If you and Toji are having intimate sex all he does is praise you and your body, he calls you pretty boy/baby boy/beautiful.

Guess who busted!

with my hands around your throat (top male reader, nsfw)

tags: sub!sukuna, soft dom!reader. can be read as cock or strap. brat taming, choking, begging, hair-pulling, belly bulge, heavy praise kink, pet names (good boy, sweetheart), porn with feelings, this turned out way more intimate than i intended it to be

His back arched away from your chest as you slowly pushed your cock inside him, stretching him wide open. You could feel his every ragged breath from the hand you wrapped around his throat, silent for once, and you knew he was eager. 

“Good fuckin’ boy, Sukuna,” you muttered lowly into his ear.  

You barely heard the warning growl. He turned his head abruptly, teeth snapping together in an attempt to bite as you jerked away, barking out a startled laugh. 

“Aw, that was cute.” And as though the bite wouldn’t have torn flesh, wouldn’t have scarred your face for life, you smiled down at his scowling face like it was a pretty thing. 

“I am not your pet,” Sukuna snarled, and he sounded angry, something akin to a wounded animal. You hummed non-committedly, continuing to push until you were snugly seated inside him. “Fuck—the n-next time you call me that, I will bite something more than your face.”

“How tempting.” Despite his threats, his legs were trembling with effort to hold himself up, and he pressed his throat into the cup of your hand, willingly submitting to your touch. You squeezed lightly, just enough to press into his windpipe, and watched as all four of his eyes rolled to the back of his head. 

It was funny, really, how he was using violence to disguise what a whore he really was. You counted to five before you let go. 

Apparently, you stopped too early for his liking. He was panting, his glare wet with tears, biting down a moan with bared teeth as the fat tip of your cock caught on his rim before easing in again. You were moving at a lumbering pace, deep and hard inside him but too fucking slow and rubbing at all the wrong places. 

He was growing frustrated by the second, and he finally barked, “Get on with it or I’ll kill you! Do you want to fuck me or not?” 

“I am fucking you, Sukuna.” 

“Not like this! Fuck—fuck you!” he half-hissed, half-whined, nails digging into the soft mattress. ‘More’ and ‘faster’ were on the tip of his tongue, but he took pride in his title of the King of Curses, and naturally his ego kept his mouth sealed shut. “Do really think I will hesitate to kill you just because I let you inside me? Are you that much of a fool?”

“Nah,” you replied nonchalantly, rolling your hips inside him to jolt out a startled moan. “You can kill me, but I don’t feel like catering to you today.” 

His words exploded into a string of expletives as he slammed his hips against you, shuddering as it only dug deeper, missing his sweet spot by far. 

Sukuna wanted to scream. 

Hand sliding up from his throat to firmly seize his jaw, you turned his face to meet you. “D’you need a reminder, sweetheart?” Your fingers dug into his cheek, taking extra precaution in making sure he wouldn't suddenly rear up and bite you. 

You needn’t have worried, though. He was way too desperate to care about the pet name or comprehend your question at that point, and he bucked his hips impatiently against yours, letting out a displeased growl. “What? J-just fucking fuck me already, brat.” 

You ignored him, continuing to move into him at a languid pace. “If I just give you the reward every time you ask, you’ll turn spoiled. How about you show me that you’ve earned it first, mm?” 

“What,” he lets out a shudder, breath bordering on a sob because why couldn’t you just give him what he wanted? He was so good for you, all patient despite his arousal, waiting for you to take him like you had promised, and yet you were being so mean and unfair to him. “What do you fucking want from me? You are just—fuuuckk, you are just human—so fucking weak, comparable to an insect! What makes you think you have the right to demand that of me? I am your king.”

He wanted to rip that smirk right off your face, punch your pretty face in. Dine in your blood. You didn’t deserve him. 

“I don’t have any right, I know,” you agreed, “but you aren’t entitled to everything, either.”

“Your ways of insinuation are pathetic—”

It hit him then, like a thunderbolt splitting the earth apart, and he gave a violent shudder.

The past twenty minutes had not been for nothing. You weren’t just toying around with him. You wanted him to see him crumble from his want for you. You wanted to hear him beg for it.

“No,” he gasped, shaking his head wildly. “No, fuck you. I am not going to beg.” 

You felt a sadistic smile creep onto your face. Seeing him deviating from his usual cocky self, now a babbling, incoherent mess, gave you a strange sort of pleasure. “I didn’t ask you to beg, though, did I? But now that you mention it…” 

You wanted to break him. 

Not that he wasn’t breaking already.

Sukuna was trembling with the effort of not giving in, sharp teeth digging into his bottom lip so hard it tore through skin. Blood trickled down one side of his chin, and you wanted to lick it up. 

“I am your king,” he repeated, a tremor in his voice betraying his want. “You offer to me. I do not beg.”

“Well, king, you’re holding up all the fun,” you taunted, voice sickly sweet. “Don’t you wanna be a good boy for me?” 

He shook his head again, this time with less force. Tears were welling up in his eyes again, and he didn’t even bother to blink them away, too occupied otherwise. They dotted on his lashes, threatening to spill. Where were his promises of ‘biting something more than your face’? What a little liar. 

“I’ll make you feel so good you’ll be feeling it for days,” you purred into his ear, “in exchange for one word. That’s all I’m asking for. You can do that, can’t you, sweetheart?” 

You watched in triumph as his eyebrows furrowed, as though carefully contemplating his answer. It was far too generous of an offer—he would be a fool to refuse. You made sure he knew that. Just one more little push, and he would topple over the edge and become putty in your hands. One more push. 

Kissing your way down his spine to plaster yourself to his back, you reached a hand down his abdomen with your free hand, pressing into it where your cock rested within him. It was too much, and you knew it. You were heavy and thick inside him, filling up every inch of his tummy, and he hadn’t stopped clenching around your girth since the first time you pushed it in. Then you moved your hand, feeling him up until you found the thing you were looking for. 

You heard his breath hitch. 

Beneath your fingers was an obscene swelling high up in his abdomen, protruding from the hard lines of his stomach. A bulge that made for clear evidence that his insides were carving out a space for you. You should have known there was no way it would fit so innately. No matter how disagreeable his personality was, his body was so good for you, as always. 

You gave the bulge a little squeeze, and Sukuna let out a choked whine, mouth gaping as though trying to form words. 

You pressed yourself to his back, kissing his shoulder. “What is it?” 

He shook his head, continuing to whine softly, no longer as petulant as he was desperate. You were almost afraid you had broken him. 

You decided to take one more step. Flattening your palm on the bulge, you carefully pressed it back into his stomach. “What do you want, Sukuna?” you whispered. “I’ll give you everything you want.”

He tipped his head back to glare at you with the corner of his eye, tears rolling down his cheeks. “Give me more,” he gritted out, helpless. “Please.” 

Now that wasn’t so hard, was it?

Without warning, you pulled back and rammed yourself into him in one go, angling your hips to pound right into his sweet spot, making him cry out in surprise. “W-wait, wait, ahh!” he screamed, the hand on his neck forcing him to stay in place. “Slow down, ‘s too much—” 

You continued to slam your hips against him, hitting his prostate with every sharp thrust, drinking in his whines and complaints and ignoring all of them. “You’re so good, so fuckin’ good, Sukuna.” 

He whined loudly in response, hands grasping for purchase on the sheets as you railed him into oblivion. “Not good, no,” he sobbed, shaking his head, his protests falling on deaf ears. “Bastard, slow down…”

You let go of his throat to grab the back of his neck, shoving his face roughly into the mattress as he cried out. “Fuck, how do you feel so good?” you muttered mindlessly, taking more rapture in looking at his pleasure-addled expression (eyes squeezed shut, drooling onto the bed, moaning loud and clearly in ecstasy) than the fact that you were inside him. “I could do this all day long, y’know?” 

The tip of his erection grazed against the sheets with every thrust, and he wanted nothing more than to grab it and jerk off to your pace, but you kept his hands so busy, either trying to knock off his balance or brutally pound his entire body into the bed. 

“Ah, ah, sh-shut up! Keep talking and—I’ll twist your head off!” he threatened with a whine, desperate, but you continued to talk, embarrassing him further. 

“Look at you,” you cooed, “you were making a fuss earlier, and look at you now, taking me so well. Fuck. You look like you’re made for this, Sukuna. Made for taking my cock.” 

He seized up at that, hole clenching around your girth obscenely, making your pace stutter. 

“What was that?” you laughed. “Was that a turn on? You’re too cute, really.” 

Sukuna tried to morph his face into a look of disgust, but all he succeeded in doing was have his eyebrows pinched up in a look that resembled pure bliss more than anything. At some point he gave up struggling, arms going slack as he allowed you to pull him back against your cock by the hips, fucking him onto your lap as lewd ‘ah, ah, ah’s escaped his lips. 

You were pounding into him like an animal, treating him like one, and yet your pathetic, ingratiating words never failed to make his heart cramp up with a strange sensation, heat spreading from his face to the tips of his ears and down his chest, painting him a pretty red. 

You were just another lowly human, he reminded himself, someone to fuck and forget, but at the moment Sukuna found himself wishing to get lost in the stars that erupted around the edges of his vision every time you hit his prostate, found himself wanting a second time, even if the first hadn’t ended yet. You drove him insane, and he loathed how good it made him feel. 

“Brat,” he heard his own voice, wrecked by how much noise he had been making, and you leaned forward to kiss his spine, letting him know you heard him. 

“What?” you murmured as he didn’t continue, slowing down your thrusts. “D’you need something? Does it hurt?” He bristled at how tender your words were, how you acted like you cared about a bloodthirsty curse like him. 

“Did I give you permission to stop?” He pushed his hips back against you with a growl, forcing you to pick up your pace. “Just wanta let you know—after this. You’ve got—hnngh, ahh, fuuuck! Nowhere to run. So don’t even think about i-it.” 

You blinked, equal parts amused and perplexed by his sudden threat. You dared not stop, though, even as he started to pant and whine heavily into the mattress, body shuddering with the gradual approach of an orgasm. “I’m not going to run from you, Sukuna. Wouldn’t dream of it.” 

Why would you run, when he was right under you, pliant and wanting for you to satisfy him? Did he not understand how much you’ve yearned for this? 

“Good choice,” he moaned, “don’t you dare fucking stop until you make me cum.”

You sped up your thrusts, snaking a hand back onto his neck and up to fist into his hair, wrenching his head up to smother him with a filthy kiss. It was rough, and more teeth than tongue, and at some point you could taste the sharp tang of blood from the cut in his lip earlier. You lapped it up along with the saliva that trickled down his chin, hearing him let out a needy whine. 

“So close, ah—so damn close, please, please, fucking please—” he begged shamelessly between loud moans, stripping himself naked of all dignity as he spent the last of his energy to bend his back into a vile arch, pressing his ass against your crotch as you slammed yourself into his swollen sweet spot in one powerful thrust. 

A scream ripped from his throat and he came untouched, staining the bed with white, at the same time clamping down on you so hard you jerked to a sudden stop. You collapsed onto his back, panting loudly as you tried to catch your breath. 

“Fuck,” you groaned. “You okay?” 

He refused to respond, keeping his face buried in the mattress. You took the opportunity to pull out, hearing him let out a soft whine, cold and aching and suddenly empty. 

“Fuck you,” you heard him mutter. 

That was good. He was still alive. 

You slumped down onto the bed next to him, kissing his shoulder to try and get him to turn, and he raised a shaky hand to flip you off, mumbling something you assumed was a profanity. 

Biting down a grin at how utterly adorable he was being, you found yourself overwhelmed by a sudden rush of affection. 

“What, are you shy?” you teased. “Don’t be.” 

He scoffed, the tips of his ears reddening. “Brat, I am not shy.”

He didn’t have any reason to be shy. Not to you. After all, you had long mapped out every inch of his body, from his prominent features to his most vulnerable. Made him want to bare his throat for you to make him feel good.

But nothing could have prepared you for the way Sukuna slowly flipped himself onto his back, levelling you with a sleepy, half-lidded gaze instead of his usual hard glare, muttering something under his breath. He watched you quietly, placing his hand next to yours on the bed, the position far too intimate for your comfort.

“Hey,” you blurted out, feeling your heart skip a beat. You knew you were risking everything, and that he could kill you in the blink of an eye, but you couldn’t stop the next words from coming out. “You were really good today.” 

Good.

Sukuna had been called many things in his life before, but ‘good’ was not one of them. Good men did not dirty their hands with the blood of the innocent for fun. Good men did not sit on a mountain of bones and call themselves a king. Good men did not grow six arms and four eyes and look like monsters, and Sukuna was a monster himself.

There was a long, awkward pause, and his eyes were wide with a look you couldn’t decipher—one of disgust or mockery, maybe, and you were already regretting it. But to your utmost surprise, it started with a light blush dusted high on his cheekbones, before it bloomed into a dark red that spread across his face. The corners of his lips twitched, and then lifted, ever so slightly. He immediately fought to replace it with a scowl, but you had already seen it. 

He had smiled. Sukuna had smiled at you. A genuine, almost soft smile, as though he cherished the way you told him he was good, had longed to hear it for centuries of living.

“Quit smiling, brat,” he huffed, but his voice lacked any real venom, more exhausted and content than anything, and made no refusal when you leaned in to kiss him.

Sukuna would later realise that he was neither good nor man, but if you were ever so willing to embrace a curse like him, he supposed he could be good to you, for you.  masterlist! p.s. and here’s to introducing me and my delusions to the jjk fandom… also i feel like my tags r getting a lil repetitive lol

Busted gng

❝ PERSONAL STREAM (A Little Too Personal..) ❞

word count: 1.9k

warnings: subbot! cis male reader, domtop! cis male kamo choso, camboy! choso, slight dumbification?, praise kink, reader referred to as a size queen (term is used for a man), mention of edging (choso), mentions/descriptions of manhandling

prompt: congratulations! you just won a solo fan call with your favorite camboy! hope you have fun watching him getting off to you being just the goodest boy ever :)

notes: a gift for and and idea from @sooniebby I jus made it into a choso fic. I've been holding it off for a while now, I think. this isn't as good as had wanted it to be but it's fine regardless. not beta read, sorry not sorry

fem aligned dni

you can’t believe it.

you actually can’t believe what you’re reading right now.

in your email inbox, something you barely ever check unless needed to, had a message from the user of a porn website (not your proudest moment) that you signed up on just to watch his videos, telling you that you won this month’s drawing. you had to stand up, walk around, eat breakfast, and come back to your computer to see if it was still there. if it was still real. you swore you’ve never felt so excited yet so scared in your life.

to know that, somehow, you won that solo fan call, to know that he’ll be jerking off for you, to know that no one else can see him but you, talking to you, and- shit. you were getting hard. you looked back at your computer screen. the email is still there. you’re not crazy. you feel like you are though.

the roll of the cheap gaming chair you bought from amazon sounded muffled in your ears as you backed away from your computer, getting up to get ready for the day with that email still lingering like an itch on your scalp that you can’t seem to satisfy. you need to get to work.

your co-workers noticed the blank stare in your eyes as you slipped on your chef coat and pants, hands on autopilot as you tucked hair into your hat and tied the apron around your waist. it smelled of fresh detergent since they just washed your uniform. your friend had to even point out that you cut your finger when dicing onions because you were too out of it to even notice. or was it that working in the food industry made your fingers numb to the sensation since it happens so many times? ... huh.

when you got back home, you opened up the email again. it’s still there. it’s still real. did you want it to be fake? part of you says yes but the majority of you hoped not. i mean, you’ve been following this guy for.. what, months now? lord knows how much money you’ve sent to him. he wants to start the call at 7pm on discord.

you thought he might use something else other than that app but he was probably just using an alternative account and he most likely changes his user after every raffle. if you were him, you would do the same thing.

...

you should probably take a shower.

it was 6:40 and your hair was still damp with water, towel resting on your shoulders to catch any stray droplets from getting your shirt wet. you kind of wanted to back out. the fear of being one to one with the camboy you’ve been fantasizing about for a long while now was scaring you a bit.

fingers fidgeting with the paper stars littering your desk and your foot rapidly tapping against the floor, you watched the seconds go by on your desktop. your dominant hand reaches for your mouse and highlights his username to copy it and paste it onto the add user section, sending the friend request to see that he accepts it not even 2 minutes later. ...was he getting ready?

your webcam was sitting on your desk, not properly hooked onto the top of your computer. it was plugged in but you hardly ever use it so it just sits where it is. should you set it up? ..no, you didn’t feel like it. your mic was completely ready though, as always. you and your friends would always play together on call, so it was your most used piece of equipment.

4 minutes.

your stomach twisted in anxiety.

choso sighed as he applied lotion all over his torso, all too used to the way he prepared everything during streams and bonus videos locked behind an even bigger paywall. this sidegig he was doing felt like a chore sometimes but money was money, and by god did this account make him a lot of it.

lots of women flocked to his account, entranced by the way his voice stuttered whenever he close, his hips that instinctively jerked because his hand wasn’t able to move any faster, and the whimpers that teared into the mic when he came all over his hands and milked himself for all that he’s worth. they mostly talked about how perfect his dick looked but that was an average comment in his chat.

he saw the friend request notification pop up on his computer and figured he’d at least get his cock hard before the call even started. he put on some random porno in the background, stroking himself with little care and when he got half-hard, he figured that would’ve been enough. he accepted the friend request and close the tab with the video playing, looking over to see that he had 4 minutes until he would start the call.

fingers moving expertisley across the keyboard, he made sure to tell you that the first 30 minutes of this session was free, any longer and you would have to start paying up. you replied with a very short, “got it.” and left it at that. you seemed to type out something more before it quickly went away, causing choso to raise an eyebrow. were you scared?

35 seconds.

choso was getting tired of waiting, so he began the call. unbeknownst to him, you freaked out when you heard the ringtone rumble through your speakers, hesitating to accept the call. in the end, you did anyway because you didn’t have to pay for this private session for 30 whole minutes.

the half-curse’s hand went back to his dick, stroking it with barely any passion behind his movements. however, he wasn’t expecting to see the face of the winner from the drawing within 5 minutes of the call, teeth biting into his fist as his other hand’s fingers worked himself open. choso swore he was no longer half-hard, dick twitching to life in his hands, pre already leaking from the tip of his cock.

he was used to mostly knowing that women were behind the screen and heavily suspected that you might’ve been one- but fuck, to know that another man was getting off to his voice, his cock, drove him wild.

maybe he’ll get rid of that 30 minute rule.

you didn’t mean to turn your webcam on.

you could feel your stomach sink when you could see yourself on full display for the camboy in the discord call. it was too late to turn it off now. whatever. you only live once.

“aren’t you just the cutest?” you aren’t sure why you flinched but the way his voice carried those words certainly got you feeling things, “how about you turn your mic on too, yeah? wanna hear your pretty voice.”

shakily, the hand you were biting on reaches for your mouse and you click unmute. your fingers that were inside you accidentally pressed against your prostate, causing a loud moan to fall from your lips, immediately slapping your hand over your mouth to silence yourself. you don’t want to get a noise complaint from the neighbors... again. the first time having to explain that to an officer was embarrassing enough.

“good boy,” he grunts into the mic, bucking his hips up with a loud smack coming from his end of the call, “jus’ the sweetest little thing, aren’t ya? betcha’d be just absolutely adorable if i were to fuck you stupid. it hasn’t even been 15 minutes and you’re drooling all over your pretty fingers.”

you didn’t even notice that you’ve been panting so much that spit began to run down your chin, too absorbed in the way the camboy’s dick spilled even more pre over his massive hands. fuck, just how strong could he be? could he manhandle you? yank your head back using your hair as a handle while blowing your back out? shove you down on his cock because you simply weren’t riding him fast enough?

“you got a dildo on you, baby?” he asks you, his hand slowing down to a stop. his words pulled you out of your abundance of fantasies to shift your focus back into reality, vision a little blurry from the tears resting on your eyelids.

you managed to fumble out a small, “mhmm..” just loud enough for him to hear and he tells you to grab it. in a slight daze, you reach into one of your many desk drawers to pull out the toy that sat in its box, already cleaned from its prior use.

“do a favor for me, yeah? put it in nice and slow, imagine it’s my cock stuffing you full. how big ‘s your toy? five- six inches?” he sure likes to ask a lot of stuff, you notice.

“‘s seven..” you mutter, wincing when you push the toy inside your hole, stretching you full and your mind goes numb.

he chuckles, deep and breathy and shit- “so you’re a size queen? that’s what they call it, right?” he starts pumping his fist around his cock again, albeit slower than before. you would take a bet that he was edging himself, “that’s it. such a good boy f’me.”

legs quaking in place, you managed to get it all inside you. sitting on it was much harder on your chair than you anticipated, the current position you were holding getting uncomfortable. cautiously, you lifted your hips, wrapping your hand around your own dick and giving it a few strokes while breathy moans left your lips, slamming yourself back down on the dildo. your eyes widened in surprise as the tip of it pressed against your prostate, a loud whimper echoing throughout your room.

“fuck-! you’re so cute, mmph- k-keep going, baby. i’m getting close- ah!” you could see that his hand was moving much faster than when you last looked up at your camera, quick breaths and filthy pleas paired with the desperate thrusts of his hips.

 stumbled cries left your lips when you began to keep up with his pace, fingers getting sticky with pre as you continue to stimulate yourself. through blurred tears, you could see his hips rut one last time before a stifled moan left his throat and his fist was coated with his cum, dripping onto his pants.

he winces at the overstimulation from just shifting his hand to let go of his softening cock, grabbing a tissue to clean himself up while watching you bounce up and down your toy. you could even say he was jealous. even so, he could tell you were pathetically chasing your own orgasm, breathy sighs escaping from the confines of your lips. eyes closed in slight shame yet concentration, your thumb came up to the tip of your dick and rubbed, causing a yelp to slip through and your eyes opened once more.

however, you weren’t expecting to see the gorgeous face behind the creator of all those inappropriate streams you’ve watched the second your hips slammed back down on the dildo. 

“[name]..”

ropes of your own release spilling out of your dick, it finally registered in your head that the camboy was willingly letting you see this. your thighs quaked not only in nervousness but also in fear that you might get a boner again just from how handsome he was. his face was pale although dusted with a bright hue of red covering his cheeks, eyebags signaling a lack of sleep, he had some sort of black line going over the bridge of his nose and cheekbones, and slightly messy black hair tied up into short ponytails. if he wasn't attractive to anyone, he was at least attractive to you.

his pretty and slightly plump lips opened to speak once more, “do you.. wanna meet up in person..?”

“h-huh...?”

Came.

ఌ 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔

꧁ 𝙎𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙪 𝙭 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ꧂

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Plot › if you had told yourself six weeks ago, that you would meet the camboy you’ve been faping for a year, you’d laugh. But meeting Gojo was a curse from God. Part 2 of this post!

Warnings › same as before. Gojo is a little shit and very annoying. A bit of dubious consent at first since reader doesn’t say “yes”. Nothing extreme. How yall not notice the porn I linked in p.1 though? Smh

Kinks › size kink, praise, rough sex, lite dry humping, creampie, manhandling, possessive Gojo, groping, brat behavior from reader, lite dom/sub,

ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

“Today’s my lucky day, huh?”

Oh, fuck.

You kinda just… stood there for a few seconds, staring at Gojo in shock. Before you screamed out in fear and ran into the back room.

So humiliating.

“Hahaha!!! Put your glass back on, your blue eyes scared (Name)!” Nobara laughed, walking to join you in the back room. Megumi only rolled his eyes.

Nobara found you in a fetal position on the ground, rocking back and forth as she stared at you in shock.

“Okay, I know his eyes are freaky but it couldn’t have been that bad,” she said, kneeling down to get on your level. She ‘comfortably’ patted your hair, twirling a few strands around her index finger.

It took a few minutes before you could really open your mouth.

“I…know…him…”

“How? This is his first time here.”

You sat upright, staring Nobara right in the eyes.

“Camboy.”

Nobara was quiet, her eyes slowly widening as she took in the new information. Her mouth opened as a shriek left her mouth.

“No fucking way?! Him?! You’ve seen his dick?!”

“Nobara!!!”

She lowered her voice. “Him? Really? The one I called a 4 inch? He’s…. The one you had the call with? Holy shit! Do you think he remembers you?”

“Hopefully… not.. but he said it’s his lucky day.. do you think…?”

“Maybe he’s still mad over the four inch comment.”

“Uhm.”

“Or maybe he’s upset that you were a guy.”

“I dunno…”

“Oh! Maybe he wants to fuck you.”

“Oh c’mon. Now you’re just saying shit.” You stood up with a grunt. “If I’m lucky, he was just saying something about getting a discount. Can you do the cake for him? I really don’t wanna talk to him.”

Nobara frowned but didn’t say anything else. She walked away to go do Gojo’s order. It was silent for the most part, the slight muffled voices of Gojo and Nobara talking. Though it seemed Nobara was talking shit about him.

Hopefully, Gojo wouldn’t come here again due to Megumi’s insistence.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

“So, can you take my order this time?”

You blinked, staring right at Gojo as he leaned on the counter, grinning at you. It was in the evening and the cafe was mostly empty. So you didn’t feel bad about shaking your head. You had hoped this blue eyed freak would leave you alone but he seemed set on bothering you.

He’d even come on days Megumi wasn’t there yet or was off that day!

You didn’t speak to him directly. Too embarrassed. All you could remember was your desperate moans to know his name. Yup, no way in hell were you going to speak to him.

Nobara came over to the cashier and took over—you didn’t even have to ask. This had been happening for weeks now. Just a simple look was all she needed. Even Inumaki and Megumi knew what to do. Though the two didn’t know why you seemed so adverse to speaking to Gojo.

Megumi believed you hated him for being annoying. He could relate to that.

Inumaki believed Gojo must’ve did something because you hardly hated people.

So he did from time to time purposely put salt in Gojo’s coffee.

And would sometimes put jalapeño seeds into his food.

What could he say? A true friend.

Nobara was the only one to know the truth. And while she did think you were overreacting a bit—she knew how embarrassing your actions were. If you didn’t want to speak to Gojo, so be it. She’s not one to force it.

You were in the back room when Nobara came back, sighing to herself. She plopped down on the chair beside you, staring down at the table before looking over to you.

“That blue eyed slut keeps asking for you it’s annoying.”

“Slut?”

“Affectionately.” She said. “‘Why does he keep ignoring me?’ ‘Why isn’t he speaking to me?’ ‘Let me talk to him.’ ‘Aren’t you his friend?’ Blah blah blaaaah!” She cried, her voice rising in pitch out of frustration as her hands dug into her scalp, moving her hair around.

“What would he even want to talk about?” You whispered to yourself.

“Maybe he’s scared you’re going to tell Megumi.”

“What would I gain from that? The only thing I’ll tell Megumi is to ban him from the cafe.”

Nobara let out a soft huff. “Really though… if he’s making you that uncomfortable, tell Megumi.” She said, her voice suddenly serious. She reached out and rested her hand against yours, squeezing it gently. “You don’t even have to tell Megumi the true reason… he won’t judge. If it comes down to it, we’ll tell Boss.”

She pulled away. Your eyes met hers, a bit shocked at how.. caring she was about the situation. You knew you were overreacting a bit and a normal person would’ve just told Gojo straight up to leave them alone. And you knew she was right.

Megumi wouldn’t judge. He would tell Gojo to stop coming.

But…

It was like you didn’t want him to go for some reason.

In the back of your mind, you truly wanted to know why he kept bothering you.

Was he angry?

Scared you’d tell people?

Well… it couldn’t be good either way.

You just hoped he’d get tired of you soon.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

The sound of loud music was beating with your heart as you leaned against the wall. You, Nobara, and a begrudged Megumi were at a newly opened gay club in Shibuya. It was cool for like the first two hours but now your social battery was practically dead.

Megumi was somewhere… you remembered him saying he needed some fresh air.

Nobara was having the time of her life with some girls on the dance floor. Good for her.

You were dressed way more conservatively than most of the people at the club. Just a t-shirt and pants. You weren’t someone to dress up like that. As you drowned your drink and placed it on the bar counter, you asked for some water.

No one was approaching you which was great. You didn’t know if you could handle talking to someone right now.

But that soon changed when someone was suddenly right beside you.

A taller guy, black hair and brown eyes. He seemed to be looking for one thing. You didn’t look his way at first, believing he was just getting a drink until a shot glass was slid over to you.

“What’s a pretty boy like you doing here all alone?”

Typical…

You forced a slight smile. “I’m here with friends. No thanks.” You said, sliding the shot back over to him. He shrugged and took it himself, downing in seconds.

It was quiet for a moment, even though the music still roared in the background. “Would your friends mind if I steal you for a little bit?” He suddenly asked, his lips right near your ears. You flinched but couldn’t help but grin in response.

“Why? Where are you going to take me?”

“Wherever you’d like, baby.” His hand slowly trailed down your shoulders to your hips, lightly squeezing before his finger teased the slight opening in your pants. Since you were so touch starved and the last time a man ever touched you was a hundred years ago, you didn’t push him away at first.

So what? You were desperate at this point.

Dildos get lonely…

“Mhm, I don’t—”

You didn’t get to finish your sentence because suddenly the man was… gone? You blinked rapidly before looking around in confusion. Huh?! As you reeled in shock at how fast a man could just disappear, you felt a tug at the belt loop of your pants before the hand grasped it entirely and pulled you out of the club.

“Who?! Dude, you’re going to rip my fucking pants off! Get—”

The fresh air slapped you in the face before you were harshly pushed against the wall of the alleyway. Your eyes saw dark spots before you could fully open them, ready to scream bloody murder before you saw who attacked you.

Fucking Gojo!

You groaned, rolling your eyes as you looked away. No way he found you here! Did Megumi tell him? Nobara? No, they’d never do that to you. Oh… he was a fucking stalker!

But you didn’t get to accuse him as he grabbed your face and forcefully turned it so you would look him in the eye. No, your cock didn’t twitch. You’re just horny.

You didn’t speak. More so just because you knew it pissed him off that you weren’t. So you only gave him your meanest glare and closed your eyes, knowing he wouldn’t pry them open. Only to be wrong because apparently Gojo has no sense of boundaries.

He did force open one of your eyes and you quickly slapped his hand away. Fuck that felt weird. You looked at him shock, the fuck was his problem?

But you weren’t going to speak first! No way. You were going to be petty until the day you died.

Gojo was silent for a moment before groaning, deciding he had to be the one doing the talking.

“What’s your problem?”

“My—?!” You clamped your lips shut. He almost got you there. You reached up and began pushing at his chest but you didn’t even make him budge. Gojo rolled his eyes and grabbed your wrists, with one hand, and pushed them against the wall, right above your head.

“You avoid me like I killed your entire family. What the hell did I do?”

You pursed your lips and shook your head. For the next few minutes, it was Gojo spouting questions and you acting like a child being asked if they were the one who drew on the wall. It would’ve been funny if it wasn’t so stupid.

It took a moment before Gojo was finally giving up. He sighed as his hand released his grip on your wrists. You watched as he pulled away and suddenly, you didn’t want him to do that.

So without thinking, you grabbed the belt loops of his pants and pulled him close. Gojo’s eyes widened, his hands quickly moving to rest on either side of you so he didn’t crush into you. You didn’t like the sad look on his face.

But you were about to regret it as his signature smirk appeared. He leaned in close, his mouth pressing against your ear. His light chuckle sent a shiver down your spine, making you unintentionally arch your back.

“I see how it is… you’re into being a brat, huh?”

You shook your head violently, biting your lip. Okay, you were certainly playing into it. But it was the reason your ex broke up with you so you didn’t exactly like the word used in regards to you.

Something something ex boyfriends suck

You gasped as his leg was shoved between yours, rubbing right against your crotch. It happened so fast you couldn’t even think straight.

“I asked you question. Answer.” He said, pulling away so you could see his face. His blue eyes stared straight into yours, making you squirm in embarrassment. You kept remembering the incident. Cumming just from seeing his face.

Gosh, who can say they’ve done that?!

The only sense of light in the alleyway was the moonlight and the blinking neon sign of the club. It would occasionally light up Gojo’s face and you felt your cock twitch when you got a clear view. His eyes staring you down. Jaw tight. His lips no longer in a smirk. You didn’t know he could look so serious.

His eyebrow raised a bit when you didn’t answer. You wanted to see what he’d do and he was quick to show you. His leg began to rub your crotch but it was slow—way too slow for you to get anything from it. It felt like a taste to what you could truly get if you acted like a good boy.

As your cock began to twitch, straining against your pants, he stopped. You whimpered, staring up at him with pity as he tilted his head.

You knew what you had to do to get what you wanted.

“N…no…” You whispered, shaking your head. He let out a sigh, a hand moving away from the wall as it harshly gripped your face, forcing you to look him in the eye.

“I don’t like liars. Tell me the truth. What happened to the good boy on the call, huh? The one who listened and put on a nice show for me.”

You bit your lip and closed your eyes, not wanting to look him in the eyes. When you felt his hand squeeze your cheeks, you slowly opened them only to see him looking at you with worry.

“Do you want to stop?” He asked.

Did you?

Did you want to stop?

You reached up and placed your hands on his shoulder, leaning up on your toes to press a soft kiss on his lips. It was soft, way too soft compared to the debauchery you two were just participating in.

Gojo eagerly kissed you back, his hands gripping your waist as he pulled you closer. He kissed you as if he was hungry. Like if you were to pull away, he’d miss his chance. You moaned into the kiss as he grasped your ass, gripping it tightly before moving downward to grab your legs and hoist you up.

He slammed you against the wall, never pulling away from the kiss as you gripped his hair for some sort of purchase. The innocent kiss you had given him was leaning to pure lust.

His teeth biting your lips, earning little gasps from you. You’d never kissed a man like this before. But even though it was pure lust, you somehow felt loved.

“Ahem..”

You both froze. Gojo was still biting at your lip as you both glanced to your right to see a pissed off Megumi.

“I called you to take me home, not fuck my friend.”

Gojo pulled away, though his hand still held you up, “Megumi~~ sorry! I just got caught—”

“—fucking my friend? C’mon, I found Nobara.” Megumi stormed away while you felt like jumping off the nearest bridge.

Jesus Christ!! You might as well replace your middle name with “Embarrassment!”

Gojo only chuckled slightly as he pulled out his car keys and placed it in your hand. He gently placed you back on your feet. “Go to the car, I’ll join you guys in a minute.”

“What are you doing?”

He simply smirked. “Taking out some trash.”

He was so weird…

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

Nobara was conked out in the spare bedroom while Megumi slept on a futon in the same room. Gojo had driven you three to his apartment. It was actually quite nice. You wondered what his actual job was because you knew being a cam boy couldn’t actually pay that well.

While Gojo was looking for some spare clothes for you, you decided to take a look around. You found his office and instantly knew this was where he did his cams. It was surreal seeing it in person.

As you closed the door, you shrieked when you came face to face with Gojo. He was smirking, handing you a pair of pajamas he found that could possibly found you.

“How was it?”

“How was what?”

He rolled his eyes. “The room. Better in person?”

You simply let out a huff. “Where’s the bathroom? I’ll change in there.”

“No need—change in my room. You’ll be sleeping there anyway.”

And then he just walked to his room. You stood there for a moment, mouth agape. Sleep? Sleeping? In there? His room?!

If there wasn’t two people already sleeping you would’ve screamed.

You slowly followed behind him, unable to stop the steady rise of your heartbeat. Your stomach felt weird, slightly churning as you thought about what could happen. But it didn’t feel like anxiety, more so like excitement. Though you couldn’t fight back the slight feeling of nausea.

You haven’t slept with someone in over a year.

And Gojo was so experienced.

Would he compare you to others?

Would you disappoint him?

You suck at giving blowjobs, haven’t gotten out of the habit of not using teeth. Your ex complained about that all the time.

Has he even fucked a guy before?

All these thoughts rushed in your head before you bumped right into something. You glanced up, grinning shyly as Gojo raised an eyebrow. His hands gripped your shoulder as he leaned down a bit to look you right in the eye.

“What’s wrong? Nervous?”

You couldn’t find it in yourself to lie. So you mutely nodded.

Gojo chuckled slightly, his hand moving up to lightly caress your cheek. “Don’t be. I’ll lead.”

His hand slowly slid down, his thumb lightly teasing your lips. It pulled down at your bottom lip before he switched to his index and middle finger. They pushed your lips apart before inching their way inside your mouth. It took a moment for you to not push them out—getting used to the odd feeling of them.

Slowly, you lightly suckled on them, closing your eyes to try and keep calm. More than likely, he was going to finger you open. And you felt your cock twitch at the thought.

You almost completely lost yourself, not even noticing the stuttered breath Gojo let out. Your eyes opened slightly, looking up at him hooded eyelids. He almost looked possessed. His throat bobbed as his lips pulled into a slight snarl.

You pulled away, taking his fingers out of your mouth. “What’s wrong…?”

“I wish it didn’t take me so long to fuck you.”

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

“Jeez, you’re tight, (Name), you don’t stretch yourself often?”

The sound of your muffled whimpers was filling the room, moonlight seeping through the curtains as you tried to keep still. You were sitting on Gojo’s lap, your legs spread open as he fingered you. His fingers stretched you deeper than you thought was possible.

Your back pressed against his chest as you had your hand clamped around your mouth. You only imagined his hands inside you. Especially during his streams. It was almost like a fantasy that it was happening right now.

That he actively sought after you.

“If they weren’t here,” he muttered, most likely referring to Megumi and Nobara, “I wouldn’t have allowed you to hide those pretty little sounds.”

You felt yourself blush.

He finds your moans pretty?

If you weren’t too busy moaning, you would’ve been giggling.

His fingers stretched you slowly and methodically, rubbing against your wet walls as if searching for something. You wondered if he was having trouble reaching your prostate. So you shuffled a bit, thinking maybe it was the angle you were sitting in that was giving him trouble.

“Uncomfortable?” He suddenly asked, his fingers stopping.

“Oh.. no… thought you… were having trouble reaching my.. uhm, prostate.”

“I wasn’t. I know where it is.” You felt his finger brush against it, causing you to whimper. “I’m avoiding it on purpose.”

“W..why..?”

A light chuckle left him as he rested his chin on your shoulder, looking down at your nude lower half. He hummed slightly, his free hand trailing downward to tease your leaking cock. It was still taking you some getting used to being fully nude while he was still dressed.

“Because of this.”

Suddenly, his fingers began to harshly target your prostate. Rubbing and teasing it relentlessly. Your body arched against him, toes curling as you screamed out. It was inhumane at how he was able to keep the fast pace with just his fingers.

No wonder those girls in the video practically screamed when he fingered them.

His free hand grasped your cock, thumb lightly teasing your sensitive tip. The constant between the harsh thrusts and slow, sensual movements on your cock was something you never felt before. Your hands gripped at everything beneath you—bedsheets, your leg, but soon found purchase gripping his thigh.

Wow, how often does he work out?

You couldn’t dwell too much on it as you began to feel the familiar sensation in your body. Your cock leaking pre-cum all over your tummy. But just as you almost reached your peak, it was over.

His fingers pulled out.

“Wha…?” You muttered, chest heaving as you glanced over at him.

Gojo only patted your thighs before motioning for you get off. You hesitantly stood up, legs feeling entirely like jelly as you watched him pull down his pants, his cock sprinting out.

It was huge.

That seven inch dildo certainly came in handy…

His cock was possibly close to eight. Seeing it in person was different from any video or live stream. The veins and just how much thicker it was.

“Condom.” He whispered, pointing at the nightstand beside the bed. He began to lightly stroke his cock, spreading the pre-cum leaking from his tip.

You didn’t move to get the condom. He didn’t use condoms when fucking those girls. Why did he need to use one with you?

There was some weird surge of jealousy within you. And it wasn’t because he fucked other people.

It was because he wasn’t going to cum inside you.

Well, what if you wanted that?

“Mhm, no.” You replied, pushing his hand away from his cock.

Gojo raised an eyebrow at this, watching as you moved to sit down on his lap. You grasped his cock and placed it right between your ass, lightly teasing your puckered hole. Your free hand gripping tightly at his shoulder, balancing yourself a bit.

“You cum in all those girls.” You whispered, smirking slightly as you leaned in. “What if I want it too?”

A laugh left Gojo as his hands reached over and grasped your waist, his fingers digging into your soft flesh. You were sure this was going to leave a mark. Any sort of control you just tried to hold was pushed away by Gojo.

“Aw~ it’s okay, baby. You’ll be replacing those girls, no need to think about ‘em anymore.”

“Wh—?”

You screamed out as he pulled you down onto his cock. Your face squinted in pain as you whimpered and squirmed, trying to get used to his cock. It was different seeing it than feeling it stretch you whole. No wonder he spent a good amount of time stretching you out.

Gojo kept his grip on you tight as he bounced you up and down on his cock. You didn’t get no say in how he got to use you. Your voice filled the room, you forgot all about keeping quiet by this point.

“Ngh, sorry, hate this position.”

You didn’t even get to answer him back when you were suddenly picked up from off his cock and dropped onto the bed. You were now on your knees as he got behind you. His cock teased your hole for just a moment before he slammed right back inside.

Your face squished against the bed as his hands moved downward, gripping your ass tightly as he began massaging it. His cock stretched you fool, easily rubbing against your prostate with each thrust.

It was better than any dildo.

“You don’t even know… how much I masturbated to your moans,” he suddenly said.

You almost didn’t hear him at first. “H..hng..?”

“I recorded the sound of your moans during the call. How could I not when it made me cum so fast,” he reached down, pressing his chest against your back. He angled his hips against your ass and began thrusting again, his cock continuously rubbing right against your prostate.

You tried to say something but the only sound that left you was cries of pleasure. The sounds of skin slapping and your whimpers filled the room.

It was weird, totally. But…

You’d look past it.

Dick too good, y’know?

“Then you came from just seeing my face.” He chuckled slightly. “Knew I couldn’t let you get away but you blocked me everywhere.”

He pulled away slightly, his thrusting coming to a pause. You whimpered in disappointment, glancing back at him. Gojo grinned slightly as he grabbed your arms, pulling them back a bit before sliding down to grasp your hands.

The position wasn’t comfortable at all, having your hands behind your back. You couldn’t hold up your face anymore, being forced to just let it lay on the sheets.

“Imagine my luck when I saw you again. You’re prettier in person.” His hips slammed against your ass, earning a scream from you. But he didn’t move again, leaving you to calm down from the harsh thrust.

“But then you ignore me.” He muttered. “Thought I was going to have to give up on you… but today was my lucky day. Just had to throw that guy away and you were mine.”

You felt your cock twitch.

His?

You were his.

He released his grip on your hands and pulled out again. You didn’t even get to whine this time as you were flipped onto your back, staring at him now. He crawled over you, his cock easily sliding back inside. You wrapped your legs around his waist to hold him close.

“Tell me you’re mine.”

“I’m yours…” You whispered, “won’t… run away anymore… promise.”

Gojo grinned slightly as he leaned down to press a kiss on your forehead. His hand patted your head, his finger twirling a strand of your hair. Seeing him like this, so soft compared to his camboy persona was out of a dream.

“I’ll be nice—since it’s our first.” He sat back, his hands reaching down to rest on the curve of your hips.

As he began to slowly thrust inside of you, you couldn’t help but sigh. It felt nice. The soft rhythm of his cock going in and out. But it soon started to pick up, his grip tightening on your hips. You whimpered, gripping at his chest as you wondered how this was going to go.

“G-Gojo?!”

“Hm?”

“H…how is this nice..?!” You managed to moan out.

His hips slammed against your ass, the sound of skin slapping together returning in harmony with your moans.

“This is my nice.” He grinned.

Fucking asshole!

His hand moved up and gripped one of yours, tangling it into a handhold. Your hand was practically engulfed by his. Crap, he was making you feel crazy.

“You know my name now, so scream it.”

You gasped in shock, suddenly remembering when you had whined in the call about not having a name to moan. Your back arched as his pace somehow picked up even more, his hips slamming into you with a force you questioned was human.

If this was his nice… you didn’t want to know what his mean was.

Okay—that was a lie, you definitely wanted to know.

You started to moaning his name which soon turned into screams. Your cock spurted pathetically on your stomach, coating it with your cum. But he didn’t stop. He kept his rough pace as he used you for his own release.

His last thrusts practically took your breath away as he pushed deep inside of you. The only sound left was your gasps as he cummed, coating your insides.

Your hand was still entangled with his and he didn’t seem to want to let go. As he pulled out, cum slowly leaked out of you, coating the bedsheets beneath you. He laid down beside you, wrapping his free arm around your waist as he tugged you closer.

It was silent for a moment, only your heavy breathing as you tried to calm down. Gojo buried his face in your neck, humming slightly. The moonlight shined down on you both through the windows, illuminating his white hair beautifully.

As your eyes felt heavy, you cuddled closer to him and fell asleep with a smile.

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“I can’t believe you.”

You and Gojo sat kneeling on the floor in front of a disappointed Nobara and Megumi.

“I can believe Gojo… but (Name)…” Megumi whispered, shaking his head as he looked at you.

Nobara sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose. “I thought he was killing you at first. Can you imagine the horror of hearing you scream in the middle of the night?!”

You froze, glancing up at Nobara. “Did you…?”

“Head back down!” She yelled, you quickly obeyed. “And yes, I did see Gojo fucking you! So traumatizing.” She whined, wiping at her imaginary tears.

“I wish I didn’t hear it.” Megumi muttered.

“So, were you guys role playing or something?! Why did you act like you hated him for almost two months straight?!” Nobara asked, staring right at you.

You pursed your lips, keeping your head down. “Uhm… I dunno… I just…”

Gojo grinned. “It was a brat tamer role play!”

“I didn’t need to know that!” Nobara screamed, covering her ears as she began to sing to herself as she ran away to the kitchen. Megumi only gave you another disappointed look, one that reminded you of a mother, before glaring daggers at Gojo.

“You still can’t bother me at work.” He said before walking away.

Gojo simply laughed, standing up. He stretched as he held out a hand to help you up. “Don’t mind Megumi, he’ll get over it.”

You nodded with a pout, hoping he was right. As you moved to go join Megumi and Nobara in the kitchen, Gojo suddenly grabbed your hand. He pulled you close, pressing his lips against your ear.

“I wasn’t lying about you replacing the girls, I wanna show you off.” He whispered before releasing you. He gave you his signature cocky smirk before walking away to go bother Megumi some more.

You stood there for a moment, reeling in shock.

Show… you… off…?

Did he mean…?

Holy fuck.

He wanted to make videos with you!

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No part 3, stop bugging me

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