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satoru gojo, the office slut [ intro to series ]

★ lil bratty sub sato, dom gn reader, m!receiving anal, m!receiving handjob, can be read as dick or strap, gentle sex, soft brat taming?? is that a thing? ★

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satoru has a reputation in the office. he always wins the weekly contest between 'interns' on who can help the most employees, walking around with a cheeky smile and purposefully showing off all the markings he's gotten throughout the day with pride.

with you, he's always been such a tease. ever since your first week he's fallen into a rhythm of nagging you every day without fail, 'innocently' finding his way into your office and finding a new way to get you riled up.

he gets fucked just the way he likes, and your productivity skyrockets after you put all your negative energy into him. it's a win-win situation

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Whenever Satoru barges into your office, it's always with a whine of complaint. You don't even have to call for him anymore because without fail he's plopping himself down in your lap right after lunch. White hair tickles your cheek as he buries his face into your shoulder and airs his grievances, hands teasingly drifting along your body as he settles.

“The other guys are always so rough…” Slender hands reach for his already messily buttoned-up shirt, hastily ridding him of the garment once more and revealing his marked-up form. Hickies and love bites are littered all over his pale skin: a testament to how much he manages to get around in a day. “They think they can be mean just because I have a perfect body. You know how many times I got my pretty face slapped today?”

It's always easy to tell when he switches gears into being bratty. His hips grind down against your own subtly, a silent tease before the real one slips from his lips. “Feels like my cock’s bruised too… everyone's been using it this morning.” Despite the desperate pout Satoru wears, he can't hide the excitement in his eyes.

There was some unfounded joy in riling you up, pushing you to the edge purposefully, and testing just how merciful you felt every day. “Can you kiss it better?” A comment like that would normally result in him getting the rough treatment he's bargaining for. Computer pushed to the side as you bend him over the wooden desk, the room filling with the sound of his pathetic whines and moans as he's pounded into oblivion.

It was fun to do things like that, of course, taking out your frustration on someone who's just begging to be ruined. He always did look prettier with tears streaming down his cheeks and caught in his long lashes... but something about it felt too much like a reward. So you give him exactly what he's asking for.

The moment almost feels too sweet, kissing him tenderly while bouncing him on your lap. Your lips press over all the blemishes coating his skin, ignoring him as he incessantly begs for you to manhandle him. Despite how gently you treat him he's still got his face buried in against your skin, biting at your shoulder and whimpering into your ear. It's a big change of pace in the way he usually gets taken care of, but not terrible.

The warmth of your hand wrapped around his cock, giving it slow strokes while maintaining the constant rhythm of thrusting into him, pulls him to the edge in no time. Satoru almost expects you to flip the script on him, waiting for the other shoe to drop and result in his orgasm being ruined or being stuck on the edge as you tease him relentlessly.

He's pleasantly surprised when you grant the mercy of letting him tip over the edge. Thick cum paints both of your stomachs white, thin strands connecting your body as he swiftly pulls you into another embrace. The kiss is as hungry as usual, his tongue frantically brushing against your own as his fingers tangle into your hair. White hair has long since fallen into his eyes, baby blues teary when they finally open back up.

Satoru mumbles out a quiet "Thanks..." after pulling away, body slumped against yours as he recovers. He spends the rest of the day in your lap, cuddled up with you while you work and annoying you all the while.

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#jjk x reader #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #satoru gojo #satoru gojo x reader #gojou satoru x reader #gojo satoru #jjk satoru #satosugu #satorugojo #jujutsu satoru #satoru x you #satoru smut #jujutsu kaisen satoru #jujutsu gojo #jjk gojo #goj

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welcome to my free-use 'intern' series :3 mainly for jjk but might add hsr characters occasionally.

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When you heard the rumors about your new job, you brushed them off as childish rumors. An office with people hired just to have sex with other employees? Someone's been watching way too much porn lately.

Yet, the notion was destroyed as soon as you got hired. Your boss explained the unique free-use “intern” situation, giving you a lengthy non-disclosure to sign before finally showing you the debauchery that is your new workplace.

That was months ago. Now, you look forward to work every day, waking up bright and early to get to the office and waiting for one of your favorite coworkers to drop by and visit you. How did the company recruit this many cute employees for such a crazy job?

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★ satoru gojo, the office slut

★ to be determined...

a/n: pls feel free to request a certain character/scenerio I love ur guys' ideas

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#jjk x reader #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #satoru gojo #satoru gojo x reader

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fell down a rabbit hole and now I'm obsessed with kitty sato n sugu 😵‍💫😵‍💫 fully self indulgent

★ dom sugu x sub sato x dom gn reader, threesome, little bit of dumbification, anal, face sitting, hint of aftercare ★

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having a catboy in your life is special as is, but having two? you must've really gotten lucky.

at least, that's what people think when they see you around town with satoru and suguru. they're both hybrids, human and animal features binding together to make two impossibly pretty things that cling to your hips. so different in appearance, yet they fit with you as if you're the missing piece to their puzzle.

satoru is a pampered kitty, snow-white ears and tails overly fluffy and never dirty. his tail sways idly, rubbing the back of your calf tenderly. It compliments his cuddly personality and the way he always pounces on you before sinking his fangs into your shoulder playfully.

suguru, on the other hand, is more reserved. his sleek black ears twitch happily whenever you pet him gently, giving away his emotions despite the neutral look on his face as you toy with his fur. he's not as energetic as his playmate, yet after a long night together it's hard to figure out who's responsible for the red marks littering everybody's skin shamelessly.

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Somehow, those two always manage to get here. They had once again pulled you into their bed after a long night out, Satoru squishing himself between two warm bodies with a smile. It's evident that he's trying to tease the both of you at once, hands squeezing your waist playfully and head buried in your chest as he rubs his ass against Suguru and waits for his patience to snap.

He knows how good it feels when Suguru gets worked up, having first-hand experience from when he would push him to his limits during ruts. The firm touch manhandling him into a comfortable position, adding yet another to the long list of nights where he would get his hips gripped so roughly and pounded into the mattress... the thought has him rolling his hips forward, pressing the growing bulge in his pants into your thigh.

It goes without saying that he gets in trouble with both of you. Not that he minds, of course. Suguru’s fingers bully him open as you grip his cock, brushing your thumb over the pretty pink tip as a means to punish him is just what he needs after a long day. Being the strongest is hard work, or so he always says before curling up with you in bed. What better way is there to destress than getting his brains fucked out?

Before long, Satoru gets just what he wanted. Suguru's thick dick slides in and out of him in a constant rhythm as he arches into the bed. The sweet noises he would usually be making are muffled by the weight of your body of his mouth, the mouth that seems to be the only functioning part of his body. It gives your hole gentle kitten licks, rough muscle sending shivers up your spine as it teases by circling before diving in for more.

The last thing on Satoru's fuzzy head is complaining. He's enjoying giving you two pleasures if his twitching cock and the pearly mess on his stomach are any tell. His only fluffy tail now stained with both his and Suguru's cum wraps around the man inside of him's waist, sharp nails digging into your thighs as he pulls you deeper onto his tongue. He could die happy like this, really.

Being degraded into a mere sex toy for his lovers to use while his needs are ignored is one of the most gratifying experiences he's ever had. Even when you two are nice enough to give him a break, he spends the entire time babbling about how much fun he's having and rubbing his head against whoever's closest. With the amount of stamina being around you gives him, he's prepared to go all night as a fucktoy.

Luckily for Satoru, he was blessed with very graceful partners. When he's truly at the edge of his consciousness you both seem to take notice, spending the rest of the night pampering him with affection. Cleaning him up with a warm cloth when he mumbles how tired he feels, showering him with tender kisses, and pulling him back into the same position as before you even started. Though his words are semi-incoherent he still whispers out a small "thank you", a ditzy smile on his face as he drifts off to sleep.

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a/n: this barely had anything to do with them being hybrids, but still scratched an itch in my brain <3 so sorry about my absence (again!!), march is always such a busy month :( but I promise, im ready to post again!!!

also made the executive decision to launch an acc just for fluff, @chroniccybers :) think it'll help me keep motivation if I seperate the type of fics I make lol

#jjk x reader #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #gojou satoru x reader #geto suguru #suguru geto #gojo satoru #satoru gojo #satoru gojo x reader #getou suguru x reader #jjk suguru #jujutsu kaisen suguru #suguru geto smut #getou suguru x you #jujutsu gojo #suguru geto x reader #geto suguru x reader #technically satosugu but I feel bad tagging it that #dont want all the angst lovers getting their feed clogged :(

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choso kamo + make up sex ♡

★ cunnilingus as an apology, choso is an eater, bed humping, no power dynamics ★

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choso doesn't get into arguments with you. he's always patient with you, staying quiet even when he knows you're wrong and fixing things behind your back to make sure you won't get upset. for you, he's willing to keep his temper under control. but that isn't to say he never slips

it's never intentional. but sometimes after a long day, his will crumbles and he accidentally lashes out. the harsh words taste like poison as he spits them, and when you mumble out a soft apology before slinking away instead of yelling back it's as if his heart is being torn out.

he always regrets it. emotions are still a bit hard on him, making him unable to find the right words no matter how hard he tries. but there is another way… and actions always speak louder than words, right? why would he spend days trying to come up with a semi-decent apology when he can say sorry and make both of you feel better at the same time?

eating you out all night long is just the sensible solution. it's what any rational person would do, curse or otherwise.

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It's late when Choso slips into your shared bedroom. He had spent the last twenty minutes trying to make himself forget about the way he overreacted, cringing internally as the scene of him blowing up at you for the tiniest thing replays once more. Such a stupid thing to get upset over, yet he still made you get that sad look on your face and hole yourself up in the room. At least he has a foolproof method to make everything better.

He's always quiet at night, but when he's focused on making you feel good he practically goes non-verbal. Slender fingers pull back the blanket, massaging your thighs gently to gauge if you even want his touch. A smile pulls at the corner of his mouth when you spread your legs slightly, sitting up slightly to catch a glimpse of him.

“Relax.” The low voice is accompanied by a squeak of the mattress, the sound echoing through the room as he settles between your legs. “Let me make it up to you.” Choso pulls at your hands as he kisses up the soft skin of your thighs, squeezing them just hard enough to get your attention and placing them on his head. He's gentle yet firm in his actions, kissing and biting at it until your hips buck down towards him.

As if that wasn't enough to remind him just how much you love this position, the way your lacy panties start to dampen gives you away. He presses his lips to your puffy clit through your underwear, teasing you momentarily before pulling them to the side without a care.

Being face to face with your shiny cunt makes him feel dizzy. You smell like his favorite soap, filling his nose with floral sweetness and drawing him in more and more. It doesn't take long for him to commit fully and lean it, pressing sloppy kisses to your cunt.

He's always been a messy eater. Pressing his face into you, spreading your juices over his face without a care, and using his thumb to coax out even more of that sweet nectar. Those skilled hands know just how to make you feel good, thick tongue bullying its way inside of you and bringing you to the edge of orgasm in no time.

Choso clearly feels it too, his hips rolling against the rough mattress for friction and soft moans sending vibrations up your spine. “On my tongue.” He chants quietly, pulling your legs over his shoulder and burying himself against your soft pussy. “Want to taste you.” The precum making a stain in his pants doesn't matter. All he's focused on is when you finally let him hear that distinct whine he's blessed with every time he manages to push you over the edge.

That rough tongue eagerly laps up your cum, not wasting a drop even as you arch off the bed and squeeze his head with your thighs like you're trying to kill him. By the time you manage to catch your breath, Choso looks ruined. He rests his chin on your stomach with his ponytails barely holding up anymore, his face shining with the proof of your love and a pleased look on his face.

There's a moment of silence as you make eye contact, basking in the post-orgasm haze together before he lets his hair down and reorganizes it into a messy bun. His eyes return to your own, giving you a telling grin before he pulls your legs over his shoulders.

He still hasn't finished apologizing to you. It's a good thing the night is still young, isn't it?

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a/n: everytime I can talk about this man giving head I will... you don't understand how special he is to me :333 // next fic will be up next week, a fun little multipost ive had on the brain

#jjk x reader #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #kamo choso #choso kamo #choso x reader #jjk choso #jujutsu kaisen choso #pushing the eater choso agenda #i don't think u understand how in depth I've thought about this

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jjk men + their love languages

☆ feat. satoru gojo + suguru geto ☆

★ straight up fluff, gn reader, no warnings apply ★

satoru gojo - quality time + gift giving

Satoru loves taking you out on the town. Restaurants, jewelry, clothing... you name It, and he's already dragging you towards the most expensive place in town. It doesn't matter how many times you two go on your weekly tours of Japan's shopping districts, he'll trip over himself for any opportunity to take you out and parade you around like some type of prize.

There's no greater joy to him than laying back on the plush couch in your favorite store and watching as you make yourself his model. He'll complement some clothes and tease you with others, watching with a stupid grin as you coyly ask him to buy the one outfit he seems to like the most as if you don't know he always comes behind you and gets whatever you leave behind.

The price tag is irrelevant. Hell, Satoru couldn't care less about the money he drains from his bank account on a daily basis. What he's focused on is the experience of shopping, the time you two manage to spend bonding over something as stupid as what fabric blend looks the best on your figure (spoilers: his answer is simultaneously all of them and none.)

You always give him the sweetest kiss whenever you two get home, too. Pulling off the sunglasses obscuring his crystalline eyes and cupping his cheek, dragging him down slightly and pressing your lips against his own. It makes him dizzy with love, head swimming with thoughts of you as he cages you against his chest and pulls you into another slow kiss.

suguru geto - quality time + acts of service

It's no secret that Suguru is a busy man. Every day is dedicated to running the cult: attending meetings, planning missions, and chiseling away at his goal bit by bit. The cycle never fails to leave him exhausted, slouched over a cup of coffee as he reads through senseless reports and suggestions that'll end up in the trash right next to the others. Despite the headache that seems to constantly plague him he still finishes as the clock strikes nine. sighing and dragging himself away from work.

If it wasn't for you, he'd be sleeping at his desk every night. But the idea of you all alone in bed makes his heart squeeze, his footsteps heavy as he wills himself to trudge through the streets that always seem to be crowded. He's just happy that you live so close, only a few minutes from his warm embrace at any given moment. It lets him take a short detour to a small bakery nearby, picking you up a treat despite his tiredness.

He knows it's worth it when you jump into his arms, almost knocking the cake to the floor as he's pulled into a hug. You're entirely too high-strung for how late at night it is, peppering kisses all over his face and making him melt against your lips. His only response is a smile, reciprocating the action with a gentle kiss on the top of your head and setting the box on the table.

Suguru can’t help but make himself stay up with you. It feels as if you can ramble on about the smallest things, especially once you spend twenty minutes answering something so simple as “How was your day?” But the last thing on his mind is complaining, even as he struggles to keep his eyes open. Your voice is calming, pulling him to the edges of sleep like the softest lullabies. He’ll feel bad about it in the morning, but his body finally succeeds in making him rest. Hopefully, you'll accept his apology in the form of another present.

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a/n: sorry about the dead air writer's block is a bitch :3 srry this is a little lazy but expect a gojo or choso fic by march + first multipost!! idk if I'll make more but they're nice little drabbles

#jjk x reader #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #satoru gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #satoru gojo #gojo satoru #gojo x reader #jujutsu gojo #getou suguru x reader #suguru geto #jjk suguru #geto suguru

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satoru gojo + reunion (pt. 2)

[pt. 1]

★ pda, pathetic needy gojo (ofc), switch gn reader (s to d), gojo calls your chest tits once, dirty talk, fingering, penetration, marking, dumbification, unprotected sex, creampie, lil overstim, cute ending ★

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after your little stunt, satoru is frustrated for the entire rest of his work trip. exorcising the curse he was called to get rid of was nothing in comparison to the thoughts of you plaguing his mind. every time he closes his eyes the image of you lying pretty in his shirt is projected on his eyelids, yet you remain out of reach. this is torture, satoru thinks.

as soon as you two are back together, he can't help but want you. what's meant to be a sweet kiss in the airport becomes making out in the middle of a crowded terminal, people looking away out of sheer embarrassment. both of you know it's inappropriate, but satoru honestly has more important things to worry about. like the sweet way you whine his name as you finally manage to pry him away for a second of air.

he can barely keep his hands to himself on the ride home, slender fingers reaching over every other second to knead your thigh until you dismiss them once more with a light brush of your hand. despite the long flight he just got off. satoru can't seem to sit still... and can you blame him? with the way he's been missing you, even the smallest touch is like you've been teasing him for hours already.

he's just gotta have you now.

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Unsurprisingly, Satoru has zero self-restraint. He barely waits until you've opened the door to pin you up against the hardwood, lips crashing against yours in a passionate kiss as he starts feeling you up. His hands messily grope you through your clothes, swallowing your words of protest about how the neighbors can definitely see this through their windows and stifling any noises with his tongue.

He does eventually give in, pulling away slowly and admiring the string of spit that follows behind. If not to save you from embarrassment, so that he can take his time sliding off each garment of clothing separating your skin from his own. And as much as he'd love to just rip through your shirt, popping buttons and ruining yet another outfit, you've already complained enough for one day.

By the time you've made it into the bedroom, the only thing left on is your underwear. You're pushed onto the bed, door left wide open as busy hands reach to pull at your waistband. Satoru is practically drooling once he removes the garment. You're already leaking all over your thighs, clear fluid displaying just how much you want him. "So needy..." He mumbles, although he fumbles over himself to grab the half-empty bottle of lube on the nightstand and immediately gets to work stretching you out.

"Feels better than yours, right?" Satoru grins to himself as he watches his fingers pump in and out your wet entrance, lewd noises only adding to his enjoyment. Pale fingers scissor you open relentlessly, only pausing momentarily to spread your hole and admire the strings of lube that cascade down thanks to his hard work. "Fuck... yeah, baby. 's good."

He feels his dick twitch at how whiny you sound, suddenly deciding that you don't need any more preparation as he pins you down and presses messy kisses over your lips. His hand holds you firmly while he begins slipping out of his boxers, trying not to lose control as he lines himself up with you and partially glides in. Being back inside you after so long is like heaven, especially when you inflate his ego by wrapping your arms around his neck and complaining.

"Too big, 'toru... need you to go slower." The sight of you tearing up over his cock, walls fluttering desperately around him while trying to make space has him leaning down to groan in your ear. A line of kisses is pressed against your flushed skin until he meets your chest. "Teasing me like that when you know I'm a day away from you..." His hands squeeze the fat that lies there, lips pressing against your nipples in a soft massage. "I bet you were playing with these cute tits, too."

Satoru practically makes out with your chest, pressing open-mouth kisses against it while his hand slides down to massage your thigh as he eases himself further inside of you. It's a welcome distraction from the girth that fills you entirely, though fat tears still stream down your heated cheeks. Eventually, when he bottoms out, you're gifted a moment of reprise to catch your breath. "Pretty body missed me, huh?"

A long finger travels lower, tracing the border of where your bodies intersect as he hums lovingly. Smooth hands grab your thighs and guide your knees to hook over his shoulders. "That's okay. I missed it too." He leans down to bite your neck, replacing the fading hickeys from before he left. He loves marking you up, staking his claim on you so anyone who looks can see that you're taken. The way dark red fades into purple as the days pass, eventually fading and leaving a blank canvas for him to paint with his teeth once more.

Once the room goes quiet, only filled with the sound of short breaths, he starts to move. Shallow thrusts are given in earnest as he gets you ready, already struggling to hold himself back. "Squeezing me so tight... must want me to ruin you." Satoru pants into your ear, but he's already falling apart at the seams. His mind is becoming hazier the faster he fucks into you, your body sucking him in and making him go dumb. The way you laugh softly in between moans isn't helping either, especially when you hold his hips still and reach up to cup his face.

"Is it too much?" Even when you're getting fucked into the mattress you're still so considerate of him, stroking his cheek and giving him another messy kiss. "Let me take over, okay?" He agrees with a small nod, pulling out slowly and rolling over to lie on his back. It's a little pathetic, giving into pleasure as quickly as he does, but Satoru couldn't care less. Not when it means you'll climb into his lap, lining his leaky tip up with your entrance and sinking down.

It's so sexy to watch you ride his cock like a pro when five minutes ago you were crying over it being inside. You don't even need him to guide you, the hand he places on your waist is only for decoration as you work to drive both of you over the edge. It's obvious he's gonna be the one who cums first, short nails leaving shallow marks in your skin with every roll of your hips. "C'mon, baby. Wan' it inside."

Soft lips attack his body and leave love bites at his collarbone, just low enough that he's still capable of hiding it with a shirt. The change of angle has Satoru scrambling for purchase along your back, rolling his hips up and moaning freely as he cums deep inside. His mind is blank as he's pushed into overstimulation, stuck watching as you use him to chase your orgasm. After a few seconds, you follow behind him, liquid painting his chest before you promptly slump over on it, not bothering to pull him out.

It takes a few minutes for the two of you to recuperate, a stupid grin on Satoru's face when he regains his common sense. He uses his thumb to get rid of your drying tears, pressing a kiss to each cheek and gaining a sense of satisfaction when you smile at him. "Love you, 'Toru." A tender kiss is pressed to your lips, thumb still stroking your face as he takes your breath away. It's an intimate moment, the shiny red cherry on top of your perfect reunion. "Love you too."

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a/n: im actually really happy with this? feels like the first time ive put this much detail into a fic but im so into it // expect a few more fics before val's day <3 i have a few things in my drafts that im pretty excited for ♡

#jjk x reader #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru x reader #gojou satoru x reader #satoru gojo #satoru gojo x reader #gojo x reader #🌀 #💍

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quick masterlist!! expect this to get overhauled

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★ - smut | ✦ - fluff | ✶ - angst | ✷ - darker content

JUJUTSU KAISEN

love languages w/ gojo + geto - ✦

gojo back from trip (pt. two) - ★

stalker mahito pt. two -★/✷

vampire choso - ✦

new years w/ geto - ✦

gojo on a trip - ★

stalker mahito pt. one - ★/✷

HONKAI: STAR RAIL

tutor ratio - ★

brat jing yuan - ★

GENSHIN IMPACT

winters w/ thoma - ★

pegging itto - ★

eating out w/ neuvillette - ★

blowjob w/ neuvillette - ★

aphrodisiacs w/ wriothesley - ★

sub kaeya - ★

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veritas ratio + tutoring

★ subby ratio, rivals (?) to lovers, the rivalry is one sided, semi-public sex, face reveal, riding, marking ★

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veritas isn't the type of man to let other's idiocy go unchecked, especially when he happens to recognize the person in question's untapped potential. that's how he ends up being your tutor.

where you had once been getting close to becoming a proper academic rival to him, the second semester had not been kind to you grade-wise. it was his responsibility to make sure you fixed this mess, he decided after seeing you bomb another quiz. after all, what was the point of being at the top of all his classes if there wasn't a little friendly competition here and there?

he'd be lying if he said that there weren't other motivations as to why he continued your sessions after the first despite the fact you showed considerable understanding of the concepts. there was a quality to you that made his mind fill with questions. were you just trying to impress him, or did you truly know more than you let on? did you always make that cute face when you're attempting to do math? why was he staring at you so intently?

perhaps you're a subject worthy of further observation.

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He really should've recognized that you were coming on to him earlier. Veritas had been so caught up in studying the little details that the big picture had entirely been missed. While you were asking him to meet you for a late session in the campus library, he was preoccupied with committing your voice to memory. A small grin grows on his face beneath the hard plaster of his stoic disguise as he hums agreement, firmly reminding you to be punctual before walking off.

It's barely been ten minutes since he started his review lecture before you start getting closer. He's able to ignore the small brushes at first, determined not to get so distracted he stumbles over his words. That fight is promptly forfeited as you rest a hand on his thigh, the other's fingers resting just below the edge of his less formal mask and making his explanation of concavity and periods die on his tongue.

"I... What do you think you're doing?" There's yet another internal struggle he faces as he reminds himself how inappropriate it would be to lean into your touch. Amber eyes drift over to peek at you through the golden feathers adorning his covering, being met with a cheeky smile. "May I?" It's shameful to admit how flustered you're making him feel from a simple action, a small noise escaping his lips before they gain a small pout. "...Fine."

A bit of anxiety bubbles up in his chest as you remove the golden owl from his face, fingers clenching ever so slightly to prepare himself for whatever you might say. When he's met with an entirely too giddy smile, he lets out a breath he wasn't aware he was holding. Your fingers cup his cheek, face beaming when he doesn't deny your affections. "You're prettier than I expected, Veritas... A face like this shouldn't stay hidden."

Admittedly, some of the night is a blur in his brain. He doesn't remember how you two started kissing, or why he was letting his hands wander along your body so tenderly. He doesn't know how it escalated to a make-out session where both of you were pulling at each other clothes. In fact, his memories only pick up to the way you expertly unwrap the condom you 'just so happened' to have in your bag and help him ease it on his already leaking cock.

You sat in his lap, kissing him all over as you lined the tip up with your equally ready entrance. He whines quietly as you slide down, nails scratching your back as you slowly impale yourself on his dick. He holds your waist tight when you bottom out, face against your chest in an effort to ground himself. "Veritas...?" When he looks up at you a teasing smile has adorned your face, your hand reaching back for the open textbook he was reading from earlier. "You don't mind, do you?"

If he was in any other headspace, he'd think the idea was ridiculous. Reviewing basic calculus in a (what he hopes is) empty library with someone riding him? What kind of shitty porno idea is that? And yet here he is, one hand holding the book and his other still holding you as he attempts to read. It's hard to focus, especially when the sound of skin against skin is combined with the moans you let out directly in his ears. It's embarrassing, struggling to say simple sentences on a page he's read front to back plenty of times.

Every time you stop bouncing on his cock, Veritas wants to cry. You'll pause when he messes up or stops reading, putting on the confused classmate act and showing him where to start. He's not even allowed to cum until the entire page has been read, but the task proves to be more and more difficult. You fuck yourself on him without a care, face buried in his shoulder to leave bright red bites and hickeys that glow against his pale skin. By the time he finishes reading, his whole upper half is covered in marks. He doesn't care, more focused on begging you to let him tip over the edge.

He gets his response when you pull him into a sloppy kiss, walls squeezing him tight as you make a mess and cause him to follow close behind. Heavy breathing fills the library as you slide the book out of his hand and let him slump over, his arms clambering to cling to you. You kiss his cheek, sweet and gentle before leaning up to whisper in his ear.

"So... when's our next tutoring session?"

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a/n: crumbs for the hsr fans :3 based on this very loose concept I had of riding ratio while he tries to review a concept that was making me go insane

#honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #dr ratio #veritas ratio #hsr ratio #ratio x reader #✨ #📖 #godddddd #his voice #his body #his everything

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[part one]

ashamed of how long this took me to get out >_<

stalker mahito + getting punished (part two)

✶ dubcon (again mahito wants it but not explicitly said) ✶

★ sub yan mahito, mean dom reader, stalking (ofc), bondage, shibari, punishment, cock rings, orgasm denial, unprotected rough sex, marking, when I say delusional... did not mean for this to be so kinky but if the shoe fits ★

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mahito has, of course, not learned his lesson from last night.

if anything, it's only encouraged him more. the entire day he's taking full advantage of being invisible to non-sorcerers to walk right beside you in public, snaking an arm around your waist lovingly and reveling in your ticked-off expression.

you can barely fight off the urge to make a scene over seemingly nothing while he's having the best time. mahito doesn't care that he's making you feel sick. that you squirm away from his touch subtly and push his hands away at every opportunity.

it makes him way too happy to be here in the moment. to be so delusional that he tricks himself into believing that maybe there's a small glimmer of hope that this relationship could be real.

that fantasy ends as soon as mahito makes the mistake of coming back.

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From the start, it's obvious that Mahito is looking to get caught. He fumbles with the window lock, though the fact you had replaced it didn't help, and opens the glass obnoxiously wide. Despite the time of the night, you're not lying in bed as per usual. How odd. Is his sweetheart avoiding him?

He can tell you're here. The familiar bed he lays in while you're gone is still radiating warmth when he runs his hand down the silky sheets. You always did have good taste, didn't you? Maybe that's why you gave Mahito so much attention last time instead of just calling the police or exorcizing him.

Pushing the thought aside for now, he ventures further inside the house to continue the search. When he approaches the bathroom the sound of constantly streaming water against tile filling the hall, the pieces click together immediately... what a treat he's stumbled upon.

When he's placed in such a position, you can't blame Mahito for letting his mind wander. He presses his ear against the cheap door, listening intently to the way you quietly hum while taking a shower as his eyes flutter shut. He imagines how beautiful you must look soaked in water, bare skin shining brightly and highlighting your body.

Seeing you so exposed last night was nice. The picture of your messy hair and exposed skin is burned into his brain. But.... maybe a little peek won't hurt. If anything, he'll just have enough masturbation material to lie low until you're not as pissed. It's a win-win situation.

Once he's managed to sneak inside the bathroom, the sight is all he could've wanted. Clear glass leaves nothing to the imagination and the way your body looks just makes him want to run his hands all over it, to commit it to memory as if your form will be the last thing he sees. And come to think of it... after tonight that just might be true.

He's so distracted he doesn't even notice the water being turnt off, captivated by the idea of your body on top of his own. Your eyes turn wide out of suprise as you finally turn around and notice him, before narrowing as you slide open the glass and walk over to him.

You never hesitate. It's one of his favorite things about you. While others would rush to throw on a towel or scream at the top of their lungs you just grab his hair and force him into your room, body still dripping with water. Mahito knows he's in for one hell of a night when you push him onto the bed, not even looking back as you reach underneath and pull out a length of rope.

It doesn't take long for him to get stripped and bound up in red, hands suspended above his head and tied to the headboard with ease. He's much more tolerable when he's naked except for the red shibari painting the pale canvas of his skin and obscuring his black stitches. Roughly textured knots dig into his flesh hard enough to purple it and– God, you look incredible. He'd reach out and touch you if it was possible.

Mahito's just about to slip into another daydream when he's delivered a familiar slap, the impact making a rosy color bloom on the already bruised skin. He's barely given time to recover, his already hard cock being squeezed harshly as a quiet whine slips out in tandem. It's not for his benefit as you give him way too fast strokes, your thumb-stopping to fidget with the silver ring at the base of his cock whenever he tries to fuck your fist.

This little game goes on until he's painfully hard, now red dick slapping against his stomach as you let go of it. He's been moaning throughout the entire experience as he writhes in place, unsure if he's chasing more or less as the line between pleasure and pain starts to blur. Mismatched eyes look up at you as you move up to straddle him, a bleary look only intensifying as you line up his leaky tip with your entrance and slip it inside.

He wishes he could savor the feeling for longer, reach up, and spread your legs apart so he can admire the way you squeeze tight around him. You give him no such luxury as you bounce on his cock relentlessly. Mahito watches as you pinch your nipples, teeth tugging at your bottom lip as you slam your hips down on his own. You're using him like a toy for your pleasure and fuck, it makes him want to cum so bad. Want to fill you deep and watch as his cum leaks out, spread your puffy hole then stuff it with his finger to keep you from wasting a drop.

Mahito cries in frustration as you flutter around him before cumming, making a mess of both of you and the sheets underneath. You leave him like that, pent up and frustrated, as you pull away and roll over to lie beside him on the bed. There's a silence that comes over the room as you yawn, causing hope to bubble up in his chest as he isn't immediately sent away. "I guess... you can stay. Just for tonight." You mumble as you pull on your blanket, half-heartedly draping it over the two of you. There's no effort to untie him before you drift off, to at least let him finish before you sleep.

He's okay with that if it means being with you.

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a/n: highly anticipated!! hope it lives up to expectations :3c this probably will not get another part (at least for a while) bc how much I struggled with this one but I hope u enjoyed <3

#jjk x reader #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #mahito x reader #mahito #mahito jjk #took entirely too long #💍 #🪡

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vampire choso 😵‍💫😵‍💫 omggg

♥︎ ngl saw @/rice5x's vamp gojo post and it made me start thinking about jjk men as vampires... shoutout to them ♥︎

★ choso is kinda creepy, reader is here for it, feeding, blood, written way more sexual than it is ★

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choso is definitely the reserved type of vampire... staying in an old house in the middle of the woods, living off whatever animals come by both because of how antisocial he is and out of the desire not to hurt anyone.

it's not hard to imagine his struggle when you stumble by his home. clothes drenched, thin coat doing a terrible job of keeping you warm... what kind of monster wouldn't have taken you in for the night? certainly not this one.

it's absolute torture trying to control himself. he can hear your blood as it streams through your body, the rapid pace of your heart slowing as he serves you a warm cup of tea. it's been ages since the last time he's so much as seen another person, let alone someone as pleasant as you. you're so tantalizing without even trying, making his fangs sink into his lip and draw deep red blood.

he's not gonna hold up much longer.

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Choso can't help how weird he's being. His instincts are starting to take over for the first time in forever, carnal urges telling him to stop watching as you relax on his old couch and go in for the kill. His sensitive nose twitches as it picks up the subtle scent of your sweet blood, nails digging into his arm and drawing red lines. He has to distract himself from the desire to listen to them, and find something else to focus his energy on.

For a while his mission is successful as he holes himself up in the bathroom, patching up his clawed-up arms and sneaking to the kitchen to grab one of the various packs of blood stuffed in the bottom drawer of the fridge. No matter how much Choso drinks it's not enough, the bland taste of rabbit and deer is almost unpalatable compared to the nectar he knows is right beneath your supple skin. Maybe... a little taste wouldn't hurt?

That's right. He has enough sense to not suck you dry right now, so one or two sips will be enough to quell his growing hunger. He should take care of it now instead of letting himself fester fully into a bloodthirsty animal. At least, that's what Choso tells himself as he creeps towards your snoozing form, crouching down slightly and poking your cheek to test how deep your sleep is. When you show no reaction, he quiets his nerves and grabs your wrists gently.

There's a moment of stillness as he admires your wrists, licking the soft flesh to prepare it and lining his fangs up with your veins. He takes a deep breath, whispering to himself one last reminder not to go overboard, before sinking in slowly. The taste is better than he could've imagined. Sweetness and slight tang meld together into a delectable syrup that lingers on his tongue. He moans at the sensation, loud and erotic despite his urge to stay quiet.

Choso's brain melts and his sensors cross as the simple pleasure of this moment takes over his entire body. His ears feel as if they're on fire as he drinks slowly, thighs rubbing together unconsciously as he revels in it all. What a spectacular experience.

Reluctantly, he prys himself away from your arm, lapping up the leftover blood that follows his fangs. Choso takes a minute to catch his breath, coming down from the exhilarating high and looking up— only to be met with shining eyes. His own turn into saucers as he begins to trip over his words, starting his desperate attempt to explain himself and apologize, only to be shushed by you. A look of confusion is cast your way as you sit up, simply rolling up your sleeve and offering your arm to him.

"You can't be satisfied with that." Your voice is borderline angelic as you give him a sweet smile, embracing this side of him instead of pushing him away or running off. What the hell did he do to deserve this? "I can handle it. Get your fill."

Who is he to deny your offer when you ask so eagerly?

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a/n: this is definitely gonna be a series... please leave other vamp characters u wanna see :3 next post will probably be gojo fic pt 2 then some ratio crumbs for hsr fans

#jjk x reader #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #choso kamo #jjk choso #choso x reader #jujutsu kaisen choso #kamo choso #godddd #id let him drain me in a heartbeat

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me? writing (mostly) fluff? unheard of. and yet

suguru geto + new years, because I couldn't stop myself

★ fluff, suggestive, drinking, parties, hooking up, strangers to lovers ★

a/n: did not think I would go into 2024 being a tumblr writer 😭 so thankful for all the support i've been getting from friends and the ppl on this website. if you've ever read my fics, I'm so incredibly grateful. can't wait to keep entertaining y'all and do it all over again next year 🫶🏾🫶🏾

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Suguru has never been one to party recklessly. but when his best friend and (unfortunately) his roommate insists on throwing an elaborate New Year's party every year, he's forced to endure. Satoru is loud and so are his guests, noisy music blending into the sound of people talking.

When he ducks out of his room to get a glass from the ridiculously expensive champagne tower, everything is just too much. Suguru is content with staying in his room and drinking alone, maybe getting lucky enough to drink himself to bed before the ball drops.

Then you stumble into his room. It's obvious that you're drunk by the way you trip over your own feet, and he's almost sure that you were looking for the bathroom. Usually, he'd just kick a drunk person out. Give them directions he knows they'll forget so at least his floor isn't getting puked on. But something about you is different. You've caught his attention.

Suguru climbs out of bed and guides you in the right direction. He's not as annoyed when you cling to him, blabbering nonsense in his ear about how thankful you are. When you off-handedly mention how cute he is, he smiles without having to think about it. He doesn't even mind when you do inevitably throw up and he has to rub your back through it. It's kinda endearing, in a way.

Time passes, and he finds himself taking care of you for the night. You're sat in his lap despite Suguru's instance that you lay in his bed until you feel better, arms loosely wrapped around him as you sip a bottle of water. He doesn't think he could pry you off if he tried, especially not when your fingers start playing with his hair. Despite the suddenness of it all, there's no feeling of being bothered that presents itself. It's a comfortable silence that steals all his attention.

Then the commotion in the next room starts. Suguru's about to tell you to ignore it before the chaos organizes itself into a countdown, starting with 10 and slowly working its way down. Shit, is it that time already? Before he can properly react, you're already snaking your arms around him in a tight hold. He doesn't object to what he knows is coming, instead holding your hips and leaning in close.

Two pairs of lips crash together in a heavy kiss as a choir of "Happy New Year's!" erupts in the living room. The sweet taste of your makes him want to moan, the intimacy of the moment almost too much for him to handle. Suguru's craving more even though this one hasn't ended yet. The embrace devolves into a mix of desperate making out and touching, hands drifting along both of your bodies as you taste the champagne on each other's tongues.

It's not a surprise to Suguru when he wakes up cuddled up to you, skin covered in purpling bruises with only a blanket obscuring his body from prying eyes. he rarely hooks up, much less at parties, but he doesn't regret it. He knows his hangover is about to slam into him, the dull throb of ache steady in the back of his head. That doesn't stop him from admiring you, swiping a thumb over your bitten lips, and giving you a feather-light kiss on the forehead.

Maybe partying isn't so bad if it means finding someone like you.

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#jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #geto suguru #jjk suguru #suguru geto #🧠 #💍 #getou suguru x reader #jjk geto #geto x reader

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so unhinged about him ♥︎

satoru gojo + missing you

★ no real power dynamic, pathetic needy gojo, masturbation, teasing, phone sex ★

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satoru knows you can't go on every mission with him. in fact, he wants you to stay safe and sound at home while he makes your problems go away

so why does he miss you so damn much?

he's lying in a cold hotel bed missing your warmth, scrolling through his phone to try and distract himself– before one of your various posts shows up on his feed. everything has to remind him of you, even god damn social media. what a life to live.

satoru is stressed, even more than usual, so he takes a deep breath and falls back on ol' reliable. peeling back blankets and slipping his sweatpants down is the easy part. he barely needs any masturbation material as thoughts of you swim through his mind, but he unlocks his hidden folder anyway and picks a random recording of the two of you.

he's glad you let him have this dirty habit for times like this. he wishes you were here.... he craves your touch, but his hand will have to suffice for tonight. a voice in his head knows he'll never be able to satisfy himself as well as you do.

...satoru misses you :(

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Satoru is halfway through his ridiculously long home video, listening to your sweet mewls as you take his cock, but he's nowhere near close. It's frustrating, seeing himself orgasm for the second time in twenty minutes as he gives you another sloppy kiss. He's been jealous plenty of times, but never of himself. You bring out a weird side of him.

His pace falters as he closes out of the folder, considering just rolling over and admitting defeat. It's what he deserves for setting himself up like this: going to bed desperate and hard. Maybe he'll get better results if he tries again in the morning. Just as he's about to throw his phone on the charger and call it a night, your contact pops up the distinct ringtone filling the room. Perfect timing.

The video call flickers on instantly as he answers, his feed turned off for the time being. You're laid in bed all pretty, blankets down just enough to reveal your choice in pajamas. You're lying on his side of the bed and wearing his shirt. Are you trying to kill him? "Hey, baby. Was 'bout to go to bed, but I wanted to talk to you first." You missed him too? A warmth blooms in his chest and he smiles like an idiot. "Can you turn your camera on? I wanna see you."

Your voice is soft and gentle, scratching every inch of his pathetic brain. He bites his lip to stifle a desperate whine, thinking of a decent excuse to give you. Satoru never minded begging for attention before, but something in him doesn't want to give you the burden of putting on a show for him. He'd rather just listen to your raspy tone and watch the pretty lips that should be giving him hickeys say sweet words.

"I don't want you to see me like this, babe." His voice comes through the phone between heavy pants, still fisting his cock in a rhythm pace. "Face is all bloody and bandaged up, and– fuck..." Satoru cuts himself off with a curse under his breath, hips bucking up at a particularly good stroke. "Yeah, uh... it's just a mess. Real gorey, y'know?"

That gorgeous laugh floods his ears, sending shivers down his spine instantly. How can someone be so damn perfect? "Satoru... are you jerking off?" Satoru promptly chokes on his drool. Was he being too loud? He knows he's never been subtle, but you can't even see his face! "W-what? Nah, babe. I'm just layin' down. Why would you think somethin' crazy like that?" The words come out clumsy, and he trips over them as they come out. You know him too damn well.

"You're not? That's too bad..." Satoru watches in amazement as you turn the camera around, yanking down the heavy comforter and revealing your busy fingers. They thrust in and out of the lube-slicked entrance, making loud squelching noises now that there was nothing to muffle the sound. He's already drooling and it's been less than a second. Why does he keep underestimating you?

"I was hoping we could cum together." Those familiar whimpers come through the line as you fuck yourself on your fingers, a small thump coming from you throwing your head back against the wooden headboard. "Fuck, baby. Feels so good... 'm g'nna cum." Before he can even rush to catch up with you and turn on his video, you fulfill that promise and make a mess of your high-quality sheets. It's a sight to behold, but Satoru doesn't get to enjoy it long.

The camera pans back to your sweat-covered face as you flash him a tired smile. "Love you, Satoru... come back soon, okay?" You blow him a kiss through the camera, hanging up before any protests can be made. Fucking tease. It's a good thing he always screen records your calls. Satoru's never painted his hand white with his thick cum quicker. You always know just what he needs.

He can't wait until he can return the favor.

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a/n: sorry that mahito fic pt 2 is late 😭😭 im struggling so much with writing it idk why. also yuuta!!! wanna start writing something for him immediately :3

#jujustsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #gojou satoru x reader #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #satoru gojo #satoru gojo x reader #my silly guy #🌀 #💍

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gnawing at the bars of my enclosure....

please send fic requests/prompts/ideas :3 im struggling sm with mahito pt. 2 and I need something to fall back on to get me motivated

genshin, hsr, jjk, fluff, smut, comfort... literally anything go crazy pookies

(and just as a treat... gojo x reader coming soon)

#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #honkai star rail #mostly #dom reader #sub reader

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jjk is infecting me. (bit of a longer one... strap in!)

stalker mahito + getting caught

✶ dubcon? both ways, yandere stuff, implied drugging ✶

★ yandere sub mahito, mean dom reader, breaking in, degrading, spitting, choking, biting, kneejob?, slapping ★

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mahito's been stalking you for as long as he can remember. making sure no one bothers you on your daily commute and always being nearby when you're shopping so he can leave anything that's been forgotten on your doorstep.

you've got a date? oh, sweetheart. don't you know he's the only one for you? that's okay, just don't be surprised when yet another dinner falls through without so much as a text. hey, it's not his fault he sees red when anyone else even thinks about getting close to you!

on the other hand, you've had your eye on him for a while. mahito's blue hair seems to stick out in every crowd you walk through. whether it be going to and from work or going out for groceries he's never too far away, itching nervously as if he's tweaking for a fix of... who knows what?

mahito wishes you knew the only drug he could ever want is you.

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Whenever Mahito visits you, he likes to make up a different scenario. This time it's date night. He's spent hours getting ready for you, pinning his hair up into a neat bun and wearing the nicest outfit he owns, but you never showed up to the restaurant :( Guess he'll have to check on you like a good boyfriend.

He stands at your window, fishing the makeshift key he's crafted specifically for this situation out of his pocket. The movement is virtually muscle memory alone at this point as he breaks the lock, crawls into your room, and closes it back. "Sweetheart, you stood me up again..." Mahito whispers, walking towards your dozing form and brushing your hair away to reveal the gorgeous face that he's come to see.

Using caution is nowhere near what he's concerned about. Not when he's made sure you'll be sleeping like a log tonight. "But... I guess I can forgive you this once. You do need your beauty rest." Soft hands slowly reach out and cup your cheek, relishing in the warmth that radiates off

There's no hesitation when he grabs your hand, nuzzling his face against it before leaning down to kiss your knuckles. "Letting someone like me do whatever I want with you..." His thumb strokes your hand lovingly as he speaks to the dead air. "You're so silly, darling."

To his... delight? horror? He can barely tell the difference, he feels you twitch under his touch a second before your eyes shoot open. Mahito immediately freezes, eyes wide and mouth dry. There's no way out of this, and even if there was his brain is shutting down. He's so fucked.

A squeal of surprise slips past shiny lips as you immediately react. His body is slammed against the floor, firm arms pinning him down. He can barely contain his excitement as anger and disgust flairs up within those pretty eyes he's been wishing would focus on him for the longest time. Delight, Mahito decides with certainty, feeling the tension rise in the decorated bedroom. This is the most delightful thing he's ever experienced.

"Are you getting off on this?" If that fact wasn't apparent before, it was crystal clear now. A red blush is dusted across his skin, a small tent starting to form at the crotch of black pants. Before he can even get out a response a hand drifts up and squeezes his neck hard, choking him with ferver. "Fucking pervert. What the hell is wrong with you?"

Mahito loves how vulnerable you are like this. Pretty voice still raspy from sleep, hatred painted clearly across the face he's spent months admiring as if you're really gonna kill him here. That wouldn't be so bad.... would it? In fact, the idea of dying at the hands of the person he loves is almost too romantic for his heart to take. "Open."

It takes a second for it to click before he eagerly opens his mouth and sticks out his tongue. He moans when you spit in his mouth, long and drawn out as he finally gets the smallest taste of you. Mahito is floating on cloud nine, lightheaded from the lack of oxygen and committing himself to memorizing your flavor before he wakes up from this dream.

Before he can land on a single conclusion, a firm force presses against his erection, hands easing up on his neck as your focus shifts. Mahito whimpers as your knee rubs his cock up and down, making it twitch like crazy as his eyes are blown wide. By the time you're sinking your teeth into his neck, he's blabbering uselessly with his eyes rolled back. "Thank you, darling. I-I love you."

He wheezes out in between noises of sheer pleasure, receiving a sharp slap that stings his cheek in response. The impact is the only thing he needs to go tumbling over the edge, staining his pants with hot white cum and punctuating it with an erotic moan.

He's barely given a second to recover when you stand up, seemingly going back to bed for the night. "Now get the hell out. Don't let me catch you here again." Mahito nods, scrambling to get up and adjust his clothes before running out of the house. Once alone he smiles, slumping down in a nearby alleyway to calm down and checking the new additions to the various markings littering his body.

There's no way in hell he's not coming back tomorrow.

part 2?

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a/n: side note but i absolutely adore mahito's dub voice ♥︎ i can def see him being whiny n bratty (maybe in pt 2?) but wanted to focus on his masochism for this ⠒̫⃝

#jjk #jjk x reader #sub jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen #jujustsu kaisen x reader #mahito #mahito x reader #:3c #🪡 #💍

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it's almost that time of year....

thoma + inazuma winters (gone sexual)

★ cockwarming, nipple play, grinding, riding, public-ish sex, marking, dash of dacryphillia, subby sensitive thoma ★

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thoma's first winter in inazuma is so rough. back in mond he'd just call it a day and curl up by his fireplace whenever it got cold outside, but now he's so busy he just has to brave through it until the end of the day :(

his cute red nose is running, scarf wrapped tight around him as he attempts to use his vision to warm his skin to no avail. he's feeling miserable while sporting a cheery smile, just wishing night would come faster so he can cuddle up with you in your comfy bed.

there's always lunch, he supposed, using his little free time in between tasks to stare up into the afternoon sky. maybe you'll agree to skip eating this once and warm him up instead... he'll have to think of a good pitch before he makes it to the teahouse.

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Thoma buries his chin in your shoulder as he holds you tight, chewing his food happily while gripping your waist. He can't think with you seated fully on his cock, the searing heat of your tight hole fogging his mind and making him melt into a puddle. It's the only thing today that manages to succeed in warming him to his core.

The two of you are huddled together in a private room at Komore Teahouse, his thick winter coat draped over your mostly clothed bodies. You reach for the plate, having taken up the job of feeding him today, and Thoma lets out a needy whine in response to your jolt.

His hips buck up out of habit and make both of you moan, the shared laugh following after being punctuated by a tender kiss. Cold, shaking hands snake underneath your shirt and cup your chest, icy fingertips massaging the hard nubs until they draw a pretty noise from your throat. It makes him want to put cute hickeys all over your neck and bring you to the brink of pleasure over and over again until you're satisfied.

To his surprise– and absolute delight— the sentiment is shared. Caring hands tangle into his blonde hair, pressing his face against your shoulder as you begin to grind slowly. At this point, Thoma thinks he might go crazy. Even with your skin in between his teeth, he's so sure that the people in the neighboring room can hear the loud whines he can't seem to muffle through the thin walls.

The thought of someone walking in on the two of you has him whimpering even louder, tears welling up in his eyes when you start to bounce on his lap. You ride at the perfect pace for him, giving him deliciously slow and deep strokes despite how hard his fingers dig into your side. "Mmm, fuck— please...!" Is all he could choke out before cumming with a sloppy kiss pressed to your lips.

He's never been more thankful that he carries an emergency condom.

Thoma pants as he leans against your chest, wrapping his arms around you tightly as he kisses over the bite marks populating your skin. A comfortable silence sweeps over the teahouse until finally, he speaks, a stupid yet small smile plastered on his face.

"You know, sweetheart... I'm still a little cold. Could you lend me a hand?"

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a/n: finally had some downtime to write during the week ♡ thoma is such a cutie need him in my bed

#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #thoma x reader #thoma genshin #genshin thoma #sub thoma #🦮 #☄️ #dom reader

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it'd be my pleasure <3

★ sub itto, pegging (ofc), soft dom reader, dumification, gentle to rough sex ★

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the first time with itto would take a bit of convincing. it's not that he doesn't want to, the idea just makes him so nervous.

after he reluctantly tries it, he's hooked. there's no better feeling than when you dominate him, allowing him to let go while you take control. he loves it when you pin him down and fuck him gently as if he's fragile, making his brain fuzzy with praise.

you treat him so sweetly, and it makes him want to melt in your arms.

..but sometimes, at the end of having sex, he doesn't quite feel fully satisfied. there's a voice at the back of his head whispering to him, wishing you'd be the tiniest bit rougher. he couldn't tell you that after you were nice enough to treat him to such pleasure night after night... could he?

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Itto rests with his chest pressed against his mattress, knees propping his lower half up while his head lays on a pillow. you'd spent all night getting him ready, absolutely pampering him with kisses while you finger his ass. In the short amount of time since you two have started this, he's become almost frighteningly used to this routine.

It's not long until he's turning into a mess, face buried into the sheets as he melts into the slow rocking of your hips. He's enjoying himself as always until that nagging voice sounds out in his mind. And when he's without his inhibitions, laid out and vulnerable, listening to it just feels easier. " h-harder..."

There's a stutter in the thrusts that were once steadily pumping into him then a pause, the weight of your chest pressing against his back being a welcome new sensation. "What'd you say, sweetheart?" Your breath tickles his ear, almost making him feel bad for letting the word slip out. A fresh coat of blush paints Itto's face as he picks up his head and looks towards you.

"It'd be nice if... you went a little harder, y'know...?" He mumbles, slow and quiet as his embarrassment suddenly kicks in. "..only if you want to, babe." His worries are dismissed as warm lips press against his own, hands wrapping around his hips as you pull away.

The oni gets what he wants almost immediately, hips smacking his ass as you start to test a new pace, strokes deep and fast, and satisfying a primal part of his desire. His appreciation is expressed with a deep groan, eyes rolling back as he acclimates to the new pace.

Itto cums almost immediately, finally feeling fully pleased again as hot white ropes splatter against his abs and make a mess on the bed. White hair falls into his eyes as he slumps, completely spent as he lays still and feels the strap slide out of him with a slick pop.

His brain is hazy as he's wiped down and cleaned up, only coming back to reality when warm arms attempt to spoon him succeed in wrapping halfway around his waist while lips kiss his shoulder gently. "Was it good?" Itto only chuckles, turning over and coming face to face with you.

"That's an understatement... You're good as hell at this, babe."

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a/n: reupload bc my dumb ass forgot to put tags for 12 hrs 😭😭 anyways i love recs they motivate me sm

#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #dom reader #arataki itto #genshin itto #👹 #☄️ #:3 #itto x reader #sub itto

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neuvilette + eating out

★ afab gn reader, soft dom neuvi, oral (both), under desk ★

◂✦◂ amab version ▸✦▸

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neuvi gives killer head...

you've been so good to him, cockwarming him all morning with your mouth while he does paperwork for the court. in his mind, it's only fair to repay the favor in excess.

and the chief justice of fontaine is nothing if not fair.

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Neuvilette hums quietly, slender fingers caressing your face while he finishes another document carefully. You've spent all morning keeping his soft cock warm, throat growing lax the longer you stay underneath his desk. It's an easy enough task to handle when he coaxes you through it so sweetly, praising you everytime you swallow lazily while zoned out.

Eventually, he takes you out of your haze by kissing your forehead and holding your face still. He scoots his chair back slowly, cock slipping out with a wet pop as a small stream of drool and precum following behind. A silk handkerchief quickly swipes the mess away.

"Thank you, darling." Neuvilette smiles with soft lips, pressing them against your own before helping you up. "Now... allow me to show my appreciation." And just like that, the positions switch. You're sat atop the plush cushion of his chair, holding the arms as he strips you. Clothes hit the floor quickly, slender fingers not hesitating to pull the fabric separating his eyes from seeing you to the side.

There's a twinkle in his eyes when he sees your glistening cunt, hand reaching out to slide a finger over it and collect the fluids coating the sensitive skin. "That wet from keeping me warm?" The breathy chuckle that escapes his throat gives away his excitement. He immediately leans in and kisses up your thighs, making his way up until finally lips caress your clit and draws a low whine from you.

No objection is voiced as fingers tangle into his white hair, ruining the carefully styled locks without a care. In fact, Neuvilette likes it best this way. There's nothing more attractive to him than when you push his head against your needy pussy, his groans sending vibrations against you as you take what you want.

He doesn't let up on you, either. You want him that badly? Okay, he'll drill your hole with his fingers and suck your clit until his mouth is drenched in your sweet juices. With a final kiss against your folds he pulls away, cheek resting on your stomach as the both of come down from the shared high of the moment.

For once in his life, the Chief Justice looks dumb. Neuvilette hugs your waist and smiles as you coo praises in his ear. Just as you start to stand, he pulls you back down by your hips and pulls your legs to rest on his shoulders.

"This moment is so perfect, don't you think? It'd be a shame to let it go to waste..."

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a/n: kicking my legs and screaming... neuvi would so get pussydrunk

#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #dom reader #neuvillette #neuvilette genshin #neuvilette x reader #sub neuvillette #afab reader #🌦️ #☄️