Pov: Im In The Jail Cell Sucking Jeans Cock While Eren Is Fighting For His Life Above Ground

pov: i’m in the jail cell sucking jean’s cock while eren is fighting for his life above ground

currently writing chapter 2 of ‘abducted’ eek!! i’m so excited over this story

a kirschtein holiday

jean x reader

tags: // general smutt //overstimulation// masterbation // use of good girl // curse words // nipple play // fluff

word count: 2k

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“i’ve been thinking about you all day”

you blushed at the sound of jean’s voice coming through the other side of the phone.

you audibly sighed into the device. you missed jean so much, it was hard being away from him especially when you were lying in bed at night without his warm body next to yours.

you were back home visiting family for the holidays while jean stayed behind in the city. “i’ve been thinking about you too actually, even being around my family doesn’t keep me from missing you.” you said as you stared at the sun drenched ceiling of your childhood bedroom, the blinds on your window casting a shadow onto the surface.

a beat passed before jean’s voice came through the phone again, “say the word baby, and i’ll be on the first flight out to you.”

you shot up from the bed, you felt like electricity was pumping through your veins as the warm sensation of hope filled your chest. “don’t say things you don’t mean jean, i mean it. don’t get my hopes up.”

you could hear jean speaking through the smile that was plastered on his face, “oh i mean it, all you have to do is say the word princess, your wish is my command.”

the warm sensation in your chest spread throughout your whole body, you tried to conceal your tone not wanting to sound too excited, “but what about my family? are you sure you’re ready to meet them?”

“i’m ready if you are, princess.”

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later that evening, you noticed snow beginning to fall outside of your family’s dining room window. your mother and father were in a deep conversation over the neighbor's dog, while your grandmother was trying to explain the new bill that just passed congress to your hard hearing grandfather after finishing your mothers famous casserole. you disregarded your plate as you moved towards the window to take in the view, the snow looked so beautiful falling against the christmas decorations in the front yard, the powder white snow perfectly blanketed the red and green lights that lined the driveway.

your breath hitched in your throat when you saw a yellow taxi cab pull into the drive, you tried to bury the giddy feeling that was rising in your stomach, knowing exactly who was inside the vehicle.

you felt kind of creepy, just blatantly staring out the window but you couldn’t peel your gaze away when you saw jean’s tall frame exit the vehicle. he was dressed as dapper as ever, fitting for the freezing temperatures wearing a white button down shirt and slacks with a long wool coat on top. you could tell he left directly from work to catch his flight. you also took notice of the red poinsettia flowers and the bottle of wine that jean had in hand as he made his way to the front door.

your excitement rose to the surface when the doorbell rang, “i’ll get it!” you said as you raced to the front door.

jean smiled down at you fondly when you flung the door open, “hey-“ you didn’t give him a moment to speak, you immediately wrapped your arms around his neck, taking him into a tight embrace.

jean hummed in your ear, “huh, guess you really did miss me.” he said as he placed a kiss into your hair.

“well hello there! you must be jean.” you released your boyfriend from your embrace at the sound of your mother’s voice.

jean attempted to readjust himself, having almost dropped the items in his hands from you pouncing on him. “yes ma’am, and it is a pleasure to meet you. i’m sorry for being late, it turned out to be quite a challenge finding a good bottle of wine inside the airport.”

your mother laughed as she took the items off of jean’s hands, “please come in, you must be freezing out here.”

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you were originally very nervous about how jean meeting your family would go, but it turns out your family just might like your boyfriend more than yourself. you were actually impressed with how jean was able to strike up a conversation with your typically reserved father.

there must be something in the wine. you thought as the two men cackled at each other's jokes.

the anxiety you felt before jean met your family completely melted away as you watched the scene play out before you.

your mother passed you a plate of pie as she took a seat next to you, “this one might be a keeper. he somehow broke your father out of his shell, if he successfully did that then.. well he must be a keeper.”

you blushed, still watching jean fraternize with your father and now grandfather.

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your heart deflated a little when your mother broke the news that you and jean would have to sleep in separate rooms, she didn’t care how old you are now, there would be no “hanky panky” under her roof.

jesus christ.

jean placed a kiss upon your forehead before entering the guest bedroom for the night.

you pouted when he pulled away, missing the feeling of his lips on your skin. jeans hand gripped your waist while his tall frame loomed over yours looking down on your face intently, “i’ll see you in the morning.” his whisper of words caressed your ears sweetly, while the deepness of his voice compelled your pussy to grow wet. you instinctively pressed your thighs together in an attempt to push those feelings away, the last thing you needed was to get yourself all hot and bothered while you were home for the holidays. being horny in your parents house just felt completely wrong on all levels.

“okay, see you tomorrow.” you said as you quickly entered your room directly next to jean’s.

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you tossed and turned in bed for what felt like hours before you let out a huff of breath, abandoning the idea of sleep. you felt too pent up, you just wanted jean’s hands on your body but even if you were brave enough to disobey your mothers demand, you figured jean must’ve been asleep already.

conceding to your body’s needs, you flopped onto your back. you couldn’t believe that you were about to masterbate in your parents house all while imagining your boyfriend working your clit in the most heavenly way possible, the way only he can.

you slipped your sleep shorts off, discarding them on the floor and began to rub soft circles on your clit while snaking a free hand up your shirt to tease your already hard nipples. all thoughts evaporated from your mind as your hips began to instinctively roll against your hand, you picked up your pace against your throbbing clit. the temperature seemed to rise as warmth washed over your body, your mouth hung open as you panted heavily from pleasure.

your eyes went wide when you accidentally let a soft moan escape your lips, you were too lust drunk to stop your ministrations on your swollen clit, so you used your free hand to cover your mouth in an attempt to muffle the sweet sounds flowing from it.

jean was wide awake, staring at the snow falling past his window, he already had a hard time sleeping without you, and knowing that you were just one room away somehow made it even harder. jean’s mind was filled with thoughts of you and your body, wishing that he could palm your soft tits as your nipples grew hard under his touch, while fucking you so slowly that your body ached from ecstasy. jean pictured your form perfectly in his mind's eye, squirming and writhing under his touch.

jean’s gaze moved to the tent that his hard cock made in the fabric of his sleep pants. he sighed, not wanting to act on his horny thoughts by jacking off to the thought of his girlfriend that was probably fast asleep just one room over.

jean was stunned when his ears picked up on the sound of your sweet moan coming from the other side of the wall, he held his breath for a moment trying to listen closer, thinking that maybe he was hearing things. a beat passed, and your voice was heard once again, though much quieter this time.

whimpers fell from your mouth, now that your hand was not there to prevent it. you were so lost in the moment from both of your hands being put to use, one hand worked circles fervently on your clit while the other pounded your g spot. you didn’t even notice the sounds leaving your mouth, your eyes were clamped shut picturing it was jean going to work on your cunt instead of own hands.

you were so lost in pleasure that you didn’t hear jean stealthy enter the room. his broad frame towered over you at the end of the bed, watching you in complete awe as your hands vigorously worked your beautiful soaking cunt.

jean was grateful that your eyes were still closed as your cunt began to quiver around your fingers.

you quietly whimpered jean’s name over and over as you came, your body shook still picturing him in your brain.

a deep voice broke through the silence, “i’m right here baby.” you gasped when your gaze met jean’s, noticing his hard cock poking through his pants, just begging to be let out of the prison of fabric that it was encased in. “you look so pretty like this, i didn’t want to interrupt you.” he said with lust filled eyes.

you simultaneously felt relieved by jean’s presence, while also feeling much more needy now that he was standing before you. tears pricked your eyes at the sight of the beautiful man admiring your naked body from above you.

your body too cried out for his touch, “please” you whispered, “i need you, now.”

jean didn’t waste a second, seeing you in this state could almost make him cum on the spot, he loved seeing you all needy and strung out. jean settled between your already parted legs as he cupped your face, “goddamn i’ve missed you so much.” he didn’t allow you time to respond, jean’s lips immediately locked onto yours initiating a long overdue kiss.

you moaned into your boyfriends mouth when his large hand palmed your sensitive breast, jean’s body responded to the sweet sound by rubbing his clothed cock over your overstimulated clit.

the motion sent shockwaves through your body, you couldn’t help but scream into his mouth.

jean broke the kiss to place a palm over your mouth, as he still grinded himself against your soaking wet cunt.

“shh shh shh… i know baby, i know. be a good girl, and stay quiet for me. okay?”

you nodded your head, as you stifled another whine when his free hand rolled your nipple between his fingers.

your overstimulated cunt was crying out for jean’s cock, your hips bucked against his clothed length, causing his cock to twitch at the motion. jean leaned down to place a sweet kiss on top of the hand that was covering your mouth, “mm.. gonna be a good girl and take all of my cock without making a peep? hm?” a single tear slid across your cheek, you felt like your body was about to combust waiting for jean to take you, you nodded your head in affirmation.

jean’s cock sprung up, after being freed from the tight confines of his pants. the tip of his cock glistened with pre cum as he kept one hand over your mouth, and used the other to grip your waist tightly while he sheathed himself fully into your swollen cunt.

your mouth gaped open under jean’s hand as your back arched off of the mattress, your pussy was already fluttering around his length while the tip of his cock pounded the spongy material that was your g spot.

jean wished that he could hear all of your sweet whimpers that his cock elicited from your mouth, but he couldn’t risk waking up the rest of the house if he removed his hand.

jean leaned down, placing an open mouth kiss on your tender neck while quietly moaning into your ear as he pumped deep inside of your core,

“mm. such a good girl, your doing so good for me.”

more overstimulated tears streamed across your face, as jean’s cock forced a second orgasm from your pussy. jean moaned into your neck again at the feeling of your cunt fluttering around his cock, causing him to cum deep inside you.

your hands raked through his hair while the both of you rode out your orgasms. jean’s hand left your mouth, and was replaced with a long languid kiss.

you both cringed when jean unsheathed himself from your tired cunt, he reached his hand up to cup your face again while his thumb traced circles over the tear streaked flesh, “i love you so much.” he said with a smile, as he placed a loving kiss on your forehead.

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“so did you sleep well in the guest bedroom jean? it can get a little drafty in there during this time of year.” your eyes went wide at your fathers question during breakfast.

“oh it wasn’t drafty at all, i was actually quite warm last night, i slept like a baby.” jean said with a smile as his gaze moved to you, “what about you babe? how’d you sleep last night?”

asshole.

you immediately changed the subject, “the christmas tree really looks great this year mom, good job.”

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a/n: i just made a kofi you can get to it here or in my masterlist thanks for your support love y’all x

art credit: pwkj_cos on twitter

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captured

levi x reader

request from: @mysticalduerre

tags: angst // violence // fluff

word count: 2k

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the sound of chains rattling woke you from your already restless slumber, being reminded of your uncomfortable confinement as you blinked fog out of your eyes. you were greeted with the heart wrenching view of levi’s limp form being held up by the wrists from the heavy chains hanging from the stone ceiling.

the man’s black hair was disheveled, creating a dark shadow over his eyes while his head hung over his bare chest. he was finally able to sleep, exhausted from hours of torture. you were surprised when levi had demanded to be tortured in your place, he claimed that you were just a clueless cadet that knew nothing of the scout regiment’s plans. his statement was only half true, you were a cadet, but you weren’t clueless.

levi never kept secrets from you, you were the only person in the regiment that was able to gain the captain’s trust. though, you never knew how or why you were able to gain levi’s favor, you never questioned it. you eyed the captain’s body from the corner that you were chained to.

you felt grateful that you were given a long chain that allowed you some freedom to move.

you couldn’t tell how long you were out, but you figured it must’ve been a while. you tried to silently inch forward in levi’s direction desperately wanting to console him in whatever way you could. the closer you got, the more apparent levi’s wounds became in the low light. deep cuts and slashes were scattered across his pale skin, you took in a sharp breath as you grazed your fingers over his abdomen trying to access the damage.

you had never been so close to levi before, the two of you always kept at a safe distance, not wanting to intrude on each other's boundaries.

your fingers slid over his chiseled abdomen lightly, while you internally chided yourself for never telling the man how you really felt. you wished you could say that it was all the time you spent together that caused you to love him, but that would be a lie. you knew that you loved levi the second you locked eyes with him years ago. you could still remember how his cold eyes and quizzical brow softened when his eyes met yours, it was like the two of you caught onto the same wavelength and never let go since that moment.

your daydream was cut short, levi’s head shot up, groaning loudly into the large gag jammed into his mouth. the crazed look in his eye slowly subsided when he realized that it was you that was caressing his body. you shushed levi, reaching up to cup his blood splotched face, “shh.. it’s me. it’s me. you’re okay.” you reached up to remove the damp cloth out of levi’s mouth, he coughed and sputtered at its removal.

levi’s chest heaved up and down quickly looking at you with half lidded eyes, “hi.” was all he could manage.

you couldn’t help but laugh as you drug your thumb across his cheek. tears pricked your eyes as you looked at the man fondly, your heart swole with love, “hi captain.”

levi leaned into your touch as much as the chains would let him, the two of you stood in silence while his gray eyes bore into yours.

heat rose to your cheeks as you tried to cultivate the bravery to confess to levi how you’ve felt about him all this time. you didn’t know if the two of you would ever make it out of this stone lined hell-hole, and you didn’t want to die letting your words go unsaid. you were never good at putting your thoughts and feelings into words, you were not an articulate poet, you were a soldier. how could you tell him that you loved everything about him?

you loved every little thing about levi. you loved his stern glares. you loved his love for earl grey tea, the way he sucked his teeth when irritated, the way he had the ability to be as strong as a hundred year old oak tree, and as swift as a feral alley cat. you loved how he was effortlessly good at everything, and didn’t chide you when nothing seemed to come easily to you.

the silence was finally broken from levi calling your name. the man realized that your mind was far away, “we don’t have much time, they'll be back any minute.” your eyes lost their glaze as your brain returned to the moment, paying close attention to levi’s words, “i don’t want to scare you but i have to be truthful, my body will probably give out after this next round of lashings. it’s very unlikely that i’ll make it out of here, but that doesn’t mean you can’t. my only priority is keeping you alive, because i-“ his words were cut short at the sound of a key turning in the iron lock of your cell.

a stocky middle aged man dressed in a military police uniform entered the room, locking the door behind him, “unless you want what he’s having i suggest you get back to your corner before i shorten your chain.” if looks could kill, the man would certainly be dead. you inched backwards never breaking eye contact with the MP, while levi kept his gaze on you.

the MP retrieved a leather whip out of his standard issue coat, not bothering to re-gag levi as he positioned himself at the captain's back. your heart pounded in your chest while your mind ran at a thousand miles per hour, desperately trying to think of a way to free levi. you knew levi wouldn’t survive not even ten lashes, he had already lost too much blood.

levi kept his eyes on you, letting out a deep breath readying himself for what would come next, “i was going to say..” levi took a moment to collect his thoughts not wanting to say the wrong thing, “i was going to say that i love you. i’ve always loved you. i’m sorry i didn’t say it sooner.”

you were at a complete loss for words, you never imagined that levi would reciprocate your feelings. you wanted to say ‘i love you too’ but you were in too much shock to form coherent words. before you could respond the MP laughed as he wound the whip around his fist, “ah how sweet. he loves you, now the pretty girl gets to see her lover beaten to death. how romantic.” you glared at the man laughing behind levi, telling yourself that if you had the chance to kill this man you wouldn’t hesitate.

the man lifted the whip above his head and quickly brought it down on levi’s back. a strange sound came out of your mouth as levi’s body jumped from the impact. blood splattered against the whip and the man’s hand. you couldn’t help but scream when the man lifted his hand again, afraid that this could be the blow to end levi’s life.

the MP clumsily lost his grip on the whip as he brought it down, sending it flying just a couple of feet away from you. you didn’t waste a second, immediately reaching down to grip the whip. the man tried to rush you, which only made it easier for you to land a blow across his face. the whip made a sharp snap sound at the contact of his skin. blood gushed from the man’s face as he yelled out in pain, staggering around blindly gripping his face.

you jumped on this man’s back, using your chained wrists to choke the man out. the man fell to his knees but you didn’t relent, you tightened your grip until his body went still. levi was barely conscious, you spoke to him in a pleading tone as you snagged the keys from the man’s coat, “i need you to stay awake levi! i’m getting us out of here just stay awake for me!”

sweat beaded on your forehead as you hastily released your wrists from the confines of the iron cuffs, quickly making your way over to levi. humanity’s strongest solider was barely clinging to life when you unlocked his cuffs. you slung levi’s arm over your shoulder while you tried to make a quick and silent escape. there was no telling how many MP’s could be lurking around this compound. you needed to find a horse quickly.

levi groaned in your ear as you pulled your bodies forward through the stone paved corridors. you followed the flame torches that lined the walls hoping that it would lead you to the outside world. you figured that it must be late in the night since you hadn’t run into any other MP’s on your journey.

the two of you finally made it to a thick wooden door, you prayed that it led outside as you twisted the knob. the cool night air poured over your skin, you let out a sigh of relief as you gripped onto levi tighter, “we’re gonna be okay, just gotta find a horse.” you said as you spotted the stables just a few yards away.

you hurriedly pulled levi’s limping body through the stables seeking out a horse that could easily carry the two of you back to base. levi was still breathing heavily into your neck feeling tired and delusional from the blood loss, “i’m sorry. i’m sorry i couldn’t be the one to save us.” you shushed the man while you decided upon a large black horse near the stable doors, “shh. save your energy. you’ve done enough.” you said as you helped ready him to board the horse.

you were surprised that levi still had enough strength to pull himself onto the horse, he swung himself onto the horse clumsily and you quickly followed suit by settling yourself in front of him so you could guide the horse. you finally felt a sense of safety when levi wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his head in the crook of your neck. you smiled at his action as you snapped at the reins sending the horse galloping forward.

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levi never did much sleeping, you thought about this as you felt your anxiety grow as you watched him rest peacefully under the white sheets. you were afraid that he lost too much blood. afraid that he might not wake up. you paced around the captain’s room not knowing what to do with yourself as you waited for him to show any signs of life.

levi’s voice broke through the silence, “can you please come sit the fuck down, i can hear your loud ass thoughts from over here.” he said in a groggy voice. you couldn’t help the pure excitement that took over your body, you quickly returned to levi’s side. you reached to grip the man’s hand as you pressed your forehead to his, you felt breathless and overcome with joy that the love of your life was alive and well right in front of you.

levi smiled under you, gripping your face, finally closing the distance between your lips. his kiss was strong and resilient, just like the love you had for him. your tongues clashed together fervently, never being able to get enough of each other. his kiss was a place that you could get lost in forever. like home. you never wanted to leave this spot, you wanted to stay in his arms forever with his lips wrapped softly around yours.

you tried not to protest when levi broke the kiss. your foreheads still rested against each other as he looked into your eyes, “you don’t know how long i’ve wanted to do that.” he said breathlessly.

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abducted

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getou x reader

slight gojo x reader

spoiler free but would probably be more understandable for manga readers

tags: canonverse // canon typical violence // somnophilia // masterbation

wordcount: 3.6k

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your eyes glazed over, thinking back on those hot summer days. life was so simple then. gojo, getou, and yourself were like the three musketeers, always at each other's side. the days were filled with sunshine and laughter, you could still remember the sight of getou and gojo roughhousing out in the shallow waves, and the smile it always brought to your face.

your eyes glazed over, thinking back on those hot summer days. life was so simple then. gojo, getou, and yourself were like the three musketeers, always at each other's side. the days were filled with sunshine and laughter, you could still remember the sight of getou and gojo roughhousing out in the shallow waves, and the smile it always brought to your face.

where did all the time go? you thought. it had been years since you last saw getou. years since your best friend broke your heart. you blamed yourself for a while, thinking that it was your fault for never noticing that something was wrong with him. you were his best friend, you should have been more observant of him, but how could you? he closed himself off from the world.

just before getou’s desertion, you and gojo began to push past the barriers of your friendship. you couldn’t help it, gojo was so charismatic and you grew tired of waiting for getou to make any kind of move. you knew that you loved getou very soon after meeting him, but you were always too fearful to admit your true feelings for him. you never wanted to lose his friendship, which would inevitably happen anyway.

you chuckled to yourself at the irony of it all. you never admitted your true feelings to the man you loved most, and he ended up turning into a mass non-sorcerer killer. you couldn’t grasp the fact that getou wasn’t on your side anymore for quite a long time, you always held getou in such high regard, you would never forget the day that gojo came home to break the news as to what getou had become. gojo looked down at you somberly, while you banged your fists on his chest screaming and questioning him about why he didn’t force getou to come home.

the gaping hole in your heart where your love for getou used to reside, began to heal slowly over time and gojo did help expedite that process somewhat, but you knew that you would probably never fully recover from the loss. you still frequented the beach that you now hated, the once joyous memories of this place now stored in the millions of grains of sand beneath your feet.

you sighed, deciding it was time to go. gojo was probably wondering where you were, you never told him of your recurring expeditions to this place. he wouldn’t understand your reasons for coming here. you figured it would be pointless to tell him, it would only cause your boyfriend to worry about you needlessly.

the sound of seagulls squawking and flapping their wings from above filled your ears, while an imposing figure strode towards you from behind. you turned to take your leave, immediately stopping in your tracks. the person who towered above you looked so familiar, yet so foreign. getou smiled down at you, you could see the glint of trickery in his eyes.

you took a sharp breath in, taking a step backwards to try to gain some distance from the man. your name slithered past his lips with ease, your ears twitched at the sound of his voice. the bass in his voice was the exact same as you had remembered it, and his demeanor was still as calm as ever.

getou’s smile settled into a subtitle grin, “you seem surprised.” your mind was having trouble processing the fact that getou was here, standing in front of you, “ it’s been years..” you trailed off.

the man hummed at your response, “so it has. you see, i'm here because i need your help.”

your brow furrowed, what could getou possibly need your help with? the two of you were on opposing sides when it came to the topic of sorcerers and non-sorcerers. you knew that his plan was to exterminate all non-sorcerer’s, and it was your sworn duty to protect those who couldn’t protect themselves. you tried to think of a way to navigate this situation, you knew that you were not a match for getou when it came to using jujutsu, his cursed energy was much more powerful than your own.

“i don’t think there’s anything i can help you with.” you tried to side step the man in a feeble attempt to escape. getou’s hand shot out, gripping your forearm firmly. you tried to shake out of his grip with no luck, “let me go getou. i don’t want to fight you.”

a small chuckle escaped his lips once more, “if i came here in search of a fight you would’ve been dead already.” you stared into the man’s amber eyes, trying to figure out what his motive was, “gojo will be looking for me soon, i’m already late.” getou’s grip tightened on your arm, as the playful expression melted off of his face, “so the two of you really ended up together.” his gaze moved to the ground as if deep in thought. a beat passed. getou’s gaze finally return to yours, “that’s cute.” the sly grin returned to getou’s face as he lifted your chin with one finger. you attempted to pull free from his grip again, with no success.

“satoru can look for you all he wants, he won’t be finding us anytime soon.” your eyes went wide at getou’s words. a piece of his black hair slipped out of his top knot framing his face as he looked down on you with a smug expression. “what do you mean he won’t be finding us?” you questioned angrily.

“you’ll find out soon enough.” getou’s finger left your chin, lifting his palm face up to the sky allowing black a void of cursed energy to flow out of the skin.

“no!” you yelled into the vastness of the void as your consciousness left you.

you woke with a start, your chest heaved heavily as you took in your surroundings. sitting up in the large bed, you tried to calm yourself, breathing in the humid air. the sliding door next to the bed was wide open, giving you a view of the mossy ground that led into the forest. you had no clue how long you were out, but you gathered that either you were in a domain created by getou, or he brought you into a secret realm. you couldn’t tell which. the traditional style of the home almost fooled you into believing that you were somewhere deep in the countryside, but you could feel the cursed energy floating through the air, dancing across your skin.

once your initial panic subsided, you placed your feet on the cool wooden floor. the sensation of your feet touching solid ground helped you root yourself back into reality, you knew that if you were going to escape from this place you would need to get your mind right.

hope bloomed in your chest when your mind wandered to gojo, he would definitely know something was wrong by now, and you knew that your boyfriend would stop at nothing to find you. you clung to that seed of hope in an attempt to cultivate some bravery. you knew it was just a matter of time before getou appeared before you, and you still didn’t know what he wanted with you.

getou’s presence had always seemed to be all encompassing, but that fact seemed even more prevalent now. getou seemed to carry an aura of heavy black smoke with him now, the moment you locked eyes with him on the beach after all those years, you felt as if you were being pulled into a black hole even before you were sucked into the void of blackness that he created. the air about him was intoxicating. his potent energy was dark, yet so familiar.

you shook your head, clearing your thoughts as you stood. you took notice of your outfit change, you were wearing a simple robe that tied at the waist, and cut off at the knee. a chill ran up your spine, wondering if it was getou that got you out of your original clothes. no. you thought. no matter how evil getou was, you knew he would never violate you like that. or so you hoped.

you pressed a short breath out of your chest, readying yourself for what you might encounter as you took a step forward through the sliding door and out into the open air of the forest. you wiggled your toes in the damp moss, taking comfort in its plush feeling. you trekked forward through the wooded area, figuring you might as well explore the world that you were currently imprisoned in.

you didn’t know what had come over you but you became obsessed with exploring the forest, you had never been in such a magical place. the smell of oak and bamboo filled the air as you entered a clearing in the trees where an abundance of lavender plants grew. your eyes doubled in size at the beautiful sight. the intoxicating fragrance of the plants pulled you forward into the middle of the clearing, as the sun wrapped your body in a warm embrace. you closed your eyes letting yourself take in the sun's rays. the wind blew through your hair causing the tall plants to sway across your knees.

your moment of peace was cut short, your eyes shot open at the erie screeching sound behind you. you quickly turned on your heels, coming face to face with a large cursed spirit hovering about 5 yards away from you. you had no time to question how a cursed spirit even wandered into this realm, as the blob shaped spirit bared its teeth at you as it flew in your direction. you felt your own cursed energy begin to rise beneath your skin. you directed all of the warm energy to your palms, throwing blasts of cursed energy at the moving figure.

the creature was not phased when your blasts connected to its skin, still barrelling towards you. every blast you sent in its direction seemed to ricochet straight off of the skin. you planted your feet readying yourself for hand to hand combat, swinging at the spirit with all your might. the creature's skin was like jello, it pulled your fist deep into its gooey body, trapping your arm in place. you let out a guttural scream when the spirit’s mouth latched onto your neck, digging it’s teeth deep into the flesh. your vision went blotchy as you tried your hardest to free yourself, with no success. panic began to set in, you knew you were close to losing consciousness.

getou had just returned to what he called his vacation realm when he realized you weren’t in the bed where he left you. after getting his pet spirit’s to redress you and place you in the bed to sleep, he returned to the real world to conduct an important meeting with like-minded sorcerers. the man felt his irritation grow staring at the empty bed, he decided to head out into the forest in search of you.

in getou’s opinion no one knew you better than him, and if he had to guess, you would probably be in the lavender field that was in walking distance of the house. after all, he made that addition to this world just for you. it may have been years since he last saw you, but he didn’t forget what your favorite fragrance was. back in your younger years you would place lavender essential oil on your pulse points every morning, never knowing how the scent wafting off your skin always drove getou crazy.

getou stopped in his tracks at the clearing in the forest, seeing how your body went limp in the restraints of a cursed spirit. the man shook himself out of his daze, quickly sprinting forward through the field of lavender. getou quickly called forth his cursed spirit manipulation technique, black energy shot out of his hand quickly capturing the spirit before it even knew what hit it. the black energy soaked up the spirit causing it to vanish instantly.

you were caught off balance when the creature disappeared, finally being freed from its hold. you were barely aware of what was going on, it all happened so quick. your mind was a blur when getou made it to you just before your body hit the ground. the man’s large arms wrapped around your body as he fell beneath you, breaking your fall. blood spilled from the gash in your neck, covering getou’s hands.

getou had never felt fear like this before, he may have abducted you, but he never intended for any real harm to come to you. getou’s hair came loose from his top knot, getting in the way of his vision. the man pushed his hair from his eyes, inadvertently spreading your blood across his face in the process. your body went completely limp in getou’s arms as you lost consciousness from the loss of blood. getou shifted your body in his arms as he tried to call forth his reverse curse technique in an attempt to heal the massive wound, “no! no! stay with me!” he demanded as he pumped his energy into your skin, praying you weren’t too far gone for it to work.

getou stared at your face as he cradled your body in his arms, the wound had healed but you still hadn’t stirred. the man anxiously called your name, hoping for any kind of response. he couldn’t figure out why he cared so much as to whether you lived or died, getou never held much regard for anyone's life in general. he just knew that he desperately needed you to wake up.

a cough broke from your throat before your eyes fluttered open. your brain felt like it was tied in a knot as you stared up at the beautiful man above you. for a moment you forgot all that had happened between the two of you. maybe it was because of all the blood you lost, but you seemed to have forgotten that you and getou were on opposing sides of war, and you were just looking up at the man you were once in love with.

“getou?” you said as your eyes focused on him. the man grinned slightly, “yes, it’s me.” even in your deranged state you took notice of the blood splattered across his face. you reached up to cup his face, “are you okay? what happened to you?”

getou realized that his reverse curse technique seemed to have side effects, the main one being delusion. he leaned into your touch, almost wishing that you would stay in a state of delusion forever, he missed seeing you look at him this way. getou chuckled at your words, “nothing happened to me, it’s what happened to you that got me looking this way. it seems you were attacked by a cursed spirit while i was away.”

you blinked, a cumulation of all of the recent events formed in your mind. you were attacked by a cursed spirit. because you were abducted by getou. and now you were a prisoner in an unknown realm. you quickly snatched your hand away from his face as your memory returned. getou watched as your demeanor changed, “ah there she is.” he said in an amused tone.

you attempted to push the man away, only to realize how weak your fight with the spirit left you. getou didn’t budge, you let out a sigh of exhaustion, “why am i here getou?” “you’ll find out soon enough.” he said, as he gathered your body into his arms, bridal carrying you through the field of lavender back to the house.

if you didn’t hate getou so much, you would have found this moment to be almost intimate. his arm wrapped around your back, allowing his large hand to cup the backside of your rib cage. his fingers were so long, almost reaching the sides of your breasts. you tried to ignore the heat that emitted off of getou’s skin that penetrated your robe, warming your body to the core.

you arched your neck to get a good look at getou’s face as he pushed through the greenery of the forest, “you can put me down, i’m sure i can make it from here.” getou’s amber eyes finally met yours, “doubt that.” you rolled your eyes, “i know i’m heavy, really. you don’t need to keep carrying me.” getou lifted your body upwards, adjusting your form so he could hold onto you tighter, “nope. light as a feather.”

you tried to withhold a smile, maybe the old getou is still in there somewhere. you thought. you quickly dismissed the thought, as you reverted your gaze back to the passing trees.

the man carried you every step of the way, all the way into the bathroom. getou sat you down on the edge of the claw foot tub situated in the middle of the room, “can you bathe yourself or do you require assistance from the house spirits?” your brows furrowed at the question, “house spirits?” getou looked at you like this is something you should be familiar with, “yes, house spirits. they are low grade spirits that i have collected over the years, they maintain this realm while i’m away. they are the ones who changed your clothes when i arrived with you the first time.”

you looked up at the man still confused, “so it wasn’t you who changed my clothes?” getou laughed softly as he leaned down to speak directly in your ear, “if i’m going to see you nude, i would rather you be awake for it.” you took in a sharp breath as heat rose to your cheeks, “get out. i can bathe myself.” at your word, getou spun on his heels heading out of the room. the man stopped short just before closing the door, “i’ll have the house spirits lay some clothes out for you, i’m going out.”

your voice was laced with anger, “out?” getou turned his head slightly, “yes, be sure to make yourself at home. you’ll be here for a while.” if looks could kill getou would certainly be dead,”i hope you know, it won’t take gojo long to find this place.” a devilish grin broke across getou’s face, “oh, i’m counting on it.”

his words took you by surprise, you had no time to respond before he closed the door on his way out. ‘oh, i’m counting on it?’ what did he mean by that? his words plagued you, you spent your time in the bath trying to decode his meaning. he wanted gojo to find this place? why? you couldn’t figure out what getou might be playing at even after drying off.

getou was gone most of the night, he left the vacation realm to discuss his plans with his associates. he told them that his reason for abducting you was perfectly justified, and they all believed him when he said that he needed you to draw satoru gojo out. although this was partially true, his reasons for abducting you were mostly to fulfill a selfish desire that has been rooted deep in his soul for years. getou pondered over his selfish desire as he stood over your sleeping body, he did his best to sneak in quietly, careful not to wake you. you looked so peaceful while you slept, so innocent.

once his best friend, now his enemy. getou wanted nothing more than to corrupt you, mind, body and soul. getou tried to dismiss his perverse thoughts, but all of his efforts were in vain. blood pumped to his cock continuously, the man wished more than anything that he could stuff your pretty pussy with it. you were completely clueless of getou’s large form looming over you from the end of the bed, completely clueless of the fact that getou couldn’t help but free his aching cock from the confines of his clothing, stroking himself to the sight of your sleeping body.

getou knew you’d probably try to kill him if you somehow woke up, he almost wished you would wake up and catch him in the act, he wanted you to know how crazy you made him but he knew that was no way to win you over, for his plan to work he needed you to join him. plans of the future and the greater good quickly dissipated from his mind when you shifted in your sleep. the blanket that was already barely covering your ass, slid upwards as you readjusted. getou prayed that you would shift again, if the covers slid up just one more inch he would be able to see that pretty cunt that he has been dreaming about for years. he stroked his cock at a quicker pace, getou felt a knot begin to form in the bottom of his stomach as he imagined doing absolutely repulsive things to your body.

getou threw his head back as he came, a small sliver of hair fell over his face while he silently chanted your name to himself over and over like his own personal mantra. getou cleaned himself off in the attached restroom, returning to your bedside. a grin formed on getou’s face as he adjusted your blanket to cover your body fully, “everything’s all going according to plan.” he said in a whisper.

chapter two

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