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He is going to get bored of you, Sukuna was of that belief.

No one had lasted for as long as you had in holding the amusement of the king of curses. It often ended messily when Sukuna grew bored of someone. But he can’t, with you. Not when you…

“This is so pretty…!” You twirl around a bit to admire the back of the kimono, the beautiful colours and patterns only enhancing your beauty. Sukuna had no business with clothing— let alone clothing for women, but when the kimono displayed had caught his eye, the first thought in his mind was you.

“And you got this for me?” The question strikes a nerve in him, of course he did…but he cannot comprehend why.

“You were in dire need of proper clothing,” he responds, eyes studying just how beautiful his brat could possibly get. You pout in response. It was classic Sukuna behaviour, you couldn’t possibly get him to admit the intent behind his actions.

“But it does suit you well.” The words cause a smile to light up on your face, as you take a few steps towards him, hands finding his.

“Kuna?” You tiptoe, holding onto his strong hands for support, allowing you to press a kiss to his jaw. “Thank you.”

His lips twitch in response, slightly unsatisfied with the show of affection, he pulls you closer by your waist, growling softly, “Least you can do is thank me properly.”

Your giggle sends another wave of this unknown yet warm feeling within him, as you reach up to him on your tippy toes, pressing a soft kiss on his lips. “Thank you, my love.”

My love. My love…he wishes to hear those words again and again, a sweet, honeyed voice so filled with love calling him that. His lips form into a small smile as you return to admire yourself in the mirror once again.

Unfortunately for him, he’s far from bored. Eyes lingering onto your form and taking in every reaction of yours.

And you? Don’t act surprised if you will be showered with pretty silks regularly in the following days.

#my heart is throbbing omg #SOFT SUKUNAAAA

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Sukuna loves having you sit on his face! (NSFW)

Hi everyone!! Ive been gone for abit but thats just because (you guessed it) assignment stress!!! But its hopefully gonna be easing up in about two weeks, so more writing :) Also, thank you so much for 110 followers!! Another thing i want to mention is that i think ill be doing more fluff drabbles in the future!! Alright, enough babbling from me...

Cw:.. SukunaxFem!Concubine!Reader, cunilingus, fingering, bad grammar y'all know me //MDNI//NSFW UNDER THE CUT//

I honestly think sukuna loves when you sit on his face. Like, loves it. I think he likes the idea of your pleasure being completely in his hands, because it strokes his ego like CRAZY. Another thing is that he loves wrapping his forearms around your thighs to stop you from moving off of him. He loves listening to your cries of pleasure, and not to mention how ravishing you look from this angle too.

"S-too much!!" Its been about an hour since sukuna pulled you ontop of his face- an hour since hes made it his mission to keep making you orgasm nonstop, until he was satisfied. And usually.. Sukuna isn't satisfied until he sees you hiccup and cry above him. "You can wait, human. Give me just one more, mhm?"

Another thing he likes about having you sit on his face is how you tasted. God, you were mouthwatering. He couldn't stop- even if he wanted to. (if he could have it his way he wouldn't stop. ever.)

He cackles in response, a smile etched into his face while he kept slurping your juices loudly. vulgar. He marvelled at how you gripped the (broken) headboard above you, watching your chest heave, mantras of his name falling from your lips, your eyes fill with tears

...all of these factors were just so alluring to Sukuna, the tent in his pants was rubbing uncomfortably against the fabric of his kimono.

He groans into your drooling lips- sucking and lapping up the honey like substance into his mouth.

Its as if the more he made you cum, your pussy just got sweeter and sweeter.

And its not like you were genuinely complaining either. You loved when he was like this, sucking at your puffy vulva at a slow constant pace. You liked how he had complete control over you.

Even better when his fingers come around your thighs to circle your hole, pushing into the sensitive, tight ring of muscles.. his fingers scissoring and rubbing against that oh so sweet spot that makes you see stars.. god.

" 'kuna... 'm gonna cum.." Your eyes roll into the back of your skull, while he worked your hips back and forth on his face. Felt like the nth time you've cum tonight.

He hummed in approval, moving his fingers languidly in your walls, sucking at your swollen and sensitive clit. Your moans egg him on further. He knows you, and knows your human body enough to see you were on the edge of cumming again.

Your back arching, thighs shaking, and hole drooling was all because of him. And he loved knowing that.

#sukuna x reader #sukuna smut #jjk smut

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g. satoru who is a massive pervert and constantly whines for you to let him touch you all the time, even when you're both around others. you've lost count of how many times he grabs you and pulls you into his lap, his warm hands slipping under your shirt while sitting next to g. suguru, who's attention is no longer on the tv.

'he doesn't mind,' satoru always comforts you, grinning into the skin of your neck. 'sugu's my best friend, he knows i can't help but touch you, baby.'

best friend or not, that doesn't explain how you always ended up with your legs spread open wide in satoru's lap, your jeans and panties discarded somewhere on the floor as suguru kisses all over your thighs. the two of them talk like you aren't even there, as if you aren't growing wetter as each second passes.

"satoru," suguru purrs, his fingers running up and down your soft lips, parting them open to watch slick slowly drip out of you. "you must be doing something else to her. i've never seen it get wet so quickly." the way he speaks so calmly makes you dizzy. it's unfair, so fucking unfair how calm and collected suguru is when he's inches away from your pussy, those pretty purple eyes focused on it.

"yeah? 's wet?" it's also unfair how riled up it gets satoru, seeing his pretty baby getting shy because his best friend is rubbing his fingers up and down her slick folds. "she's so messy, isn't she? she's the prettiest little pussy," he coos into your ear. that gets a chuckle from suguru, his eyes finally looking at you. "always the one to talk to the pussy and not about it, aren't you, satoru?"

his fingers finally focus on your clit, rubbing little circles into it. both you and satoru look pretty from this angel, suguru notices. the pure need and shyness on your face paired with that manic desperation on satoru's...it's a perfect picture, one he wants saved forever. maybe next time you'll let him take some pictures...after all, he needs a new background for his phone.

"c'mooon, sugu...give her a kiss? c'mon, c'mon, give that cunt a kiss, tell me how sticky 'n' wet she is," satoru fucking begs, acting as if he's the one spread open and dripping. but you second the thought, giving suguru the prettiest little puppy eyes.

"anything for you, princess," he coos softly, leaning down and pressing a little kiss on your clit. it's so light you barely feel it but then he's peppering kisses on it, your wetme starting to get on his lips and making each press of his lips sticker and wetter. "s-sugu-!" before you can even beg for more, his mouth is on you. his tongue is so wet and hot on your cunt, it feels like he was drooling for you.

"does she taste good? how wet is she, suguru, c'mon, tell me, tell me how that pussy tastes, pretty please?"

"mm, satoru, it's almost as if you wanted to be between her legs."

"who wouldn't? she's so pretty, she's squirmin' so cutely, my pretty baby, my needy little mochi, her pussy's always so creamy and warm and messy, god, i miss it right now."

"shit...stop talking like that, you're gettin' me flustered, should i-"

"s-sugu, please, keep going," you so politely ask. it's unbearable how cute you are, it's taking everything in him to keep being nice, to keep treating your cunt nicely. he knows satoru is mean and practically bullies your pretty slit almost every day, but he wants to be the nice one, the one who you go to when your 'toru' is being too mean. yet, you're making it so fucking hard when you look at him with lidded eyes that beg him to be rougher with you...

but he knows he's done for when satoru whispers something in your ear that has your eyes fluttering a bit and gets a pretty little gasp from you. those gorgeous eyes—oh, do you have little tears in them too?—connect with his and he's fucked.

"s-suguuu, please," you coo to him, moving your legs to hook over his shoulders and pull him closer to the apex of your thighs. "i need your mouth on my pussy r-really bad, please don't tease me." you take a pause and squeeze your eyes shut, whining a little as satoru coos for you to keep going. "g-give my...my messy cunt attention, suguru..."

suguru shakily sighs and the next thing you know, his mouth is smushed against your pussy, his tongue hungrily swirling against your clit as his hands grab onto the fat of your thighs. he doesn't know what gojo told you in order to hear you say that, but he's silently thanking him as he messily sucks and slurps at your juicy cunt.

it's so hot, all it takes is a few swipes of his tongue and you're gushing everywhere. suguru lowers his head to dip into your hole and he moans. he missed this, missed the sweet taste of your juices on his tongue as you squirmed and moaned for him, your boyfriend's best friend.

"fuck, i-i can hear how wet she is," comes satoru's pitiful whine, his hand dipping down to swipe at your clit as suguru focused on lapping up everything that dripped out of you. "lemme help, lemme help, wanna help you get her creamy, sugu." the feeling of suguru groaning into your puffy folds has you keening, arching your back against satoru's chest. oh, he's in heaven watching you both. "yeah, you didn't know she could cream, didya? put your fingers in her, sugu, put 'em in that sticky little pussy 'n' angle up."

reluctantly pulling his mouth off you with a wet sound, suguru slips two of his fingers in you. he doesn't miss the cry of his name, but he really doesn't miss the delirious giggle and moan when he angles his fingers up, rubbing against that spongy spot.

"f-fuck, she's dripping..."

"go on, fuck her with your fingers, you know you wanna see her make a mess. make her fucking cream, suguru, get her prepped. maybe t'day she'll let you put it in...oh, based on your face, she just clenched on your fingers, yeah?"

his fingers are still swirling around your clit, his other coming down to press on your abdomen. he can hear you getting wetter, your little whimpers turning to moans as you slur their names desperately. he wants you to lose all thoughts, only able to think about him and suguru...yeah, he wants you all soft and sweet so he and his best friend can try and slip into those warm, slick walls.

"mmn...she's really creaming...god, pretty girl, can you cum for me? i wanna see you cum on my fingers. satoru, move your fingers, the poor thing needs my mouth on her."

"hmmm, suddenly you know what she needs? ehehehe, you're learninggg, suguruuuu!" if you had turned to look at satoru, you'd see the charged look in his eye, blue eyes practically glowing with insanity. his hand grabs a fistful of suguru's hair and pulls his face directly into your cunt, unable to handle any more of this. he wanted to see you cum on suguru's face.

"c'mon, c'mon, kiss it, suguru, make it messy for the both of us. mmh, fuck, listen to you making out with her pussy, s' wet and sticky, isn't it? oohmygod, both of you sound so good, she's gonna cum, sugu, she's gonna cum in your mouth...fuck, i love you both so much, can't wait to see you both fucking each other."

#dear heavens.

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on the softer side, choso's just touchy.

he yearns for you. every moment he cant have your hand in his, his head in your lap, or envelop you in his large arms for a hug he frowns. the cutest pout on his lips.

he's honestly kind of cat-like with it.

he'll often find you, reading, working on your laptop, anything really and he'll find a way to touch you or to be touched by you. pulling you into his lap, hugging his face into your back, feeling your warmth seep into him, grunting his approval softly.

he'll request you wash or style his hair for time to time, swears that its better when you do it but its just so he can sit close to you, feel your fingers massage the conditioner into his scalp, the brush of your fingers as you comb through the loose waves to put them up in their signature ponytails.

all he'll say is missed you. in a low hum, heart warming with comfort when your scent reached his nose, your fingers scratching along his scalp and your soft skin touching his.

he'll take your hands and place them on his chest, his stomach, or he'll hold it up towards his face, a chaste kiss to your wrist before just holding your hand to his cheek.

or he'll call your name and purse his lips, knowing your press yours to his.

and he just feels so much in his heart, in his soul towards you, that he can't stop once your lips are on his. first it's peck after peck, then longer, deeper, then he's kissing you like you've been gone for months, like he'll die if he pulls away, until he sufficently stole the air from both of your lungs, and your left panting afterwards.

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#choso takes up a solid 30% of my brain constantly #this is SO cute

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oh my god. i hate him sm

Mappa is so horny for Toji what the fuck you mean this is official art what the fuck you MEAN

#its all over the screen

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Hbd my summer child

#my boy #my man #i love him

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can't help it (also hb suguru you have the best present ever rn you lucky bastard)

#OH MY GOD.

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Limitless

Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen, Warnings: Suggestive, Word Count: 1k.

Summary: All you want is for Gojo to turn limitless off, even if just for a moment.

A/N: This is my first time writing Gojo and it was kinda fun, I'm ngl.

'Turn it off!’ You whine, eyes wide, lips already pulling out of their forced frown. In your hand a paper ball is hidden, it's yellowed edges sticking out from between your fingers as you coil back your arm and prepare to throw.

You'd only come into the classroom to see if he had planned next semesters syllabus (he hasn't), but he has a way to bring out the inner child in everyone.

Reclining in his chair, Gojo lifts one of his ankles to sit atop his knee. His limbs are long, stretching out impossibly as he tips back and balances the chair on it's back legs. He folds his arms behind his head and grins. 'And why would I do that?'

You tilt your head and attempt to growl. 'Turn it off.'

'Nope.' He pops the 'P' in his mouth like a piece of bubblegum.

'Satoru.'

He licks his lips, bringing a fresh blush to the skin there. 'Mmhmm?

'Turn it off...' You pout, crushing the paper projectile in your hand. '… Please?'

Even underneath the blindfold you can tell he's rolling his eyes. His eyebrows shift, rising up on his forehead. 'You're just going to throw it at me.'

Letting your hand drop, you toss the paper ball in the air and catch it. 'But what if I don't, huh? What then?'

Another roll of his eyes.

'Oh, come on. I didn't take you for such a chicken.'

A devilish smirk takes your lip, one Gojo's not too sure he likes, but before he has time to bother to come up with some witty, off-the-cuff retort you're... Clucking, at him.

'Bawk... Bawk, bawk, bawk.'

He laughs. The noise bubbles up his throat and trickles over his lips, floating through the air like a ribbon of smoke that threatens to sink into your lungs with each inhale. Your silliness makes something twist in his stomach. It's something he hadn't thought could be elicited by someone else, not since he'd called one of those shabby old dorm rooms his own. 'Seriously -.'

'Bawk!'

Gojo rocks back on his chair. 'You know...' He hooks a thumb under his blindfold and lifts, exposing one frozen eye. 'I could just turn it back on as soon as you throw it.'

You shrug. 'So turn it back on when I throw it then.' Looking at him has always been hard. You'd compare it to looking up at a Greek statue, if you didn't know it would inflate his ego impossibly. Still, the metaphor fits. There's a beauty about him, that's hard to deny, but there's also an... Emptiness. A bone-deep chill of stone sadness, a prison – one you're not sure he's all too thrilled about being trapped in.

He tips forward, slamming the front legs of the chair on the floor. Throwing out his arms, he barks a laugh. 'Fuck it. Go on. Hit me...'

The silence that follows makes him nervous, despite the Six Eyes telling him you've yet to raise your hands to throw your projectile. He waits, something he's never been good at, with a breath locked in the back of his throat. He'll have time to thwart whatever you have planned. He's more than sure of that.

It takes a particularly skilled sorcerer to be able to gradually, undetectably, channel cursed energy into an inanimate object, but it's hardly difficult for you. The energy tickles as it leaves you, bringing goose-flesh to the surface of your arms.

Gojo knows what you're doing. He's not stupid. He could detect the slither of energy dripping down your arm if he were fifty more miles away.

But, you know that too: Don't you?

His brow creases, mind whirring as he tries to fathom what hair-brained scheme you were coming up with. Letting his head loll back on his shoulders, he snorts a laugh. God, he really did fucking love it when you were up to no good.

Readying your arm, you slip your left foot forward in what could be considered a throwing stance. You wind back, let your weight sit in your back foot and then, you toss the ball of paper.

Gojo bites the inside of his cheek. As soon as the paper leaves your hand, he's reaching to catch it. He keeps his posture deliberately relaxed, knees parted, legs spread, spine curved into the cushion of the chair. So what if he wants to look cool. There's no rule saying he can't want to impress one of his fellow teachers: he's checked. The paper hits his palm as planned, his hand closing around it like a claw. He's about to laugh, to toss his head back and deliver a witty retort about your throwing skills, but he's not given the chance.

'Turn it off, Satoru.'

You're so close he can feel the breath you use to say his name on the rim of his ear. There's a pressure on his shoulders, your hands curled around him as you settle more firmly in his lap.

Or you would, if he would just turn that damn...

Gojo turns off limitless.

He's bonier than you'd expected. His thin limbs covered with a healthy, but scant layer of muscle that twitches when it finally bares your weight. So, too are his shoulders. The bulk at his back provides a cushion, while you thumb brushes clean over the jut of his collarbone.

You press closer, rolling your hips up and into his pelvic bone. Already you can feel the soft swell of his cock as it twitches, roused by the heat of your cunt.

He drops the paper, choosing instead to take hold of your waist. His hands flatten, palms flat as they slide down, down, down and cup your ass. Kneading at the flesh, he takes hold of you like he owns you, delivering a healthy slap to your left cheek as a wide grin takes his lips.

'It's off.' He cocks an eyebrow, licking over powdered sugar lips. You raise your eyebrows and wriggle your hips to check, making sure to show him just how wet the few drags of your cunt across his rapidly hardening cock has made you.

The muscle in his jaw tenses. He can smell you from here – your desperation - as it drips from you and soaks your underwear. If he plays his cards right, which he always does, he'd bet he'll be able to get a taste of you in the next ten minutes.

He smirks 'So, what now?'

-> Masterlist

#WHOA. JUST WHOA #IM GIGGLING AND KICKING MY FEET

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i need to be SPAYED this is so him.

suguru conditioned you to get wet every time he tied his hair up.

over the years he got into the habit of letting his hair relax. he wore it down with the new found confidence that came from your compliments and 'hey handsome's.

the only time he wore his hair in a bun was when he was shirtless between your legs.

if there was one thing he hated it was getting interrupted while he ate. he could allow his hair getting in the way when he was kissing you, holding you close. he liked the feeling of your fingers running across his scalp. he especially liked the tug you gave it when he sucked your nipple into his mouth, tongue laving and circling. a chuckle buzzing through his lips as you arched up into him.

that he could handle, but once he was face to face with your pussy he wouldn't allow it. he'd sit back on his haunches, skillfully gathering his hair into his palms with his thumbs. maybe it was just something about the way he looked down at you, carnally, ready to devour you with no restraint. maybe it was the way you knew he would do just that like he'd done so many times before.

he would run his hands up and down your thighs once his arms dropped to his sides. he'd leave soft kisses against your knee, guiding them down as he laid on his front. if your head wasn't so cloudy you would whine at the shit-eating smirk he wore as he looked at your glistening cunt.

"i haven't done much and you're already this wet?" he'd chuckle softly, so close to your skin that it felt like love wiring running under your skin, your hips bucking up into him. he'd hush you, reassure you that he'd give you everything you needed as he kissed just right above your twitching button.

"always so needy," he commented leaving open mouthed kisses on your outer lips, and though it was meant to come off snarky you couldn't help but keen like it was praise.

the first lick was always mind numbing. you held your breath as you felt his thumbs spread you open, watching his eyes flutter closed as he guided a flat tongue between your folds, the muscle giving your clit a gentle flick before he sucked it into his mouth. it was then you let your breath go, a whiny moan forcing it out.

"mmm," he hummed around you making your legs snap around his head as it shot pleasure down to your toes. "ah, ah, don't interrupt me while i eat, honey," he scolded softly, large hands prying your legs open so he could spread you up and open, pushing your knees to your chest so he could feast uninterrupted.

maybe it was better he kept his hair up despite how much you liked to tug on it. it let him focus in on your pleasure. he took his time, each move slow and calculated. he knew exactly what made your legs shake and what to do when he wanted you to suck in a deep breath, hands shooting up to the sides of your head to grip your pillow for stability.

he'd lightly scrape his nails against the sensitive skin of your thighs as he switched between slow, broad stripes against your clit to lip-bitingly quick flicks with the tip of his tongue. he'd bob his head, the gentle suck on your bud a tantalizing combo with the way the muscle swirled around it.

"so good, can't get enough of you," he'd sigh as he dropped down to your hole, gently kissing your clenching entrance before pushing his tongue in as deep it could go. he moaned at the way you twitched around him, hot and wet on his tongue.

he'd reach a hand up so his thumb could toy with your clit as he drank down your juices, steadily tongue-fucking you until your climax.

when you got your vision back there he was again, looking down at you with carnal desire, biceps bulging as he scooped his hair up into a secure bun once more, because he was definitely far from done with you.

A/N : i may have gotten carried away, i was about to go to sleep... and this was so not planned, I was supposed to write cute headcanons of how the jjk men start your apples for you. anyway I hope you enjoyed, reblogs and comments are always appreciated

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#this would totally happen #and on the off day where he needs to actually put his hair up #yn would just be slack jawed looking at him remembering the memories of last night #im drooling while typing this

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IM BUSTING A NUT OMG

Gojo definitely presses down on your stomach during sex. Hammering roughly into your sopping cunt as you moan and cry underneath him. Back arching with a string of loud mewls when you feel his cock bulging against your skin.

"Feel me here?" with his voice raspy and breaths heavy. "Feel how deep that pussy is sucking me in?" Giving you a hard thrust so that his cock grazes against your g spot.

Letting out a groan when you clench down on him, your whiny noises becoming music to his ears as his hips continue to slam harshly into you.

"Go on. Let it all out f’ me. Don't hold anything back." he grunts, his hand traveling down until it presses onto the lowest point of your abdomen directly against the outline of his tip.

You feel an intense orgasm building up in your stomach, your pussy spasming before you're squirting uncontrollably with a loud cry of his name.

"That's it. That's my good girl." Still ramming into you at an almost inhuman pace. Continuous sprays of your wetness drenching his cock.

#this is going to my wank bank hol up

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During Shibuya, enemy!Choso saw you and developed an instant crush. Dilating pupils and breath catching in his throat and all. And he had no idea about what he just felt, because he'd never felt it before. Why was his whole body reacting to you? He just felt lured in, and wanted to follow where you went like a puppy. When you and him crossed paths, you just awkwardly stared at each other, idled around, and went past each other like you made some silent agreement to leave each other alone. Clearly you were weaker than him, and clearly he was too starstruck to strike even though he technically should have. It was weird, a little bit of eye contact with you left him feeling disoriented, he clumsily knocked into the wall while turning the corner, he was trying to look back at you. And when you looked back at him, his heart throbbed.

#THE CUTEST THING EVER. #this is so cute #i love this i love choso

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"Its not gonna fit!" with Geto, Choso, Toji and Gojo! (NSFW)

Just posting this because ive been thinking about writing it for weeks. Enjoy this tiny drabble while I stress over college!

Cw:.. fem!reader x various jjk men, they're mean :(( (toji, gojo too kinda..), choso being too sweet, cunilingus (choso), bad grammar ofcourse, SEX SMASHING INTERCOURSE BABY MAKING FUCKING MAKING LOVE i hope you get the point.

/MDNI//NSFW UNDER THE CUT!!

Gojo is so mean to you. If you say absolutely anything related to his size, or not being able to accommodate to his girth, hes seizing the opportunity to brag and belittle you while doing so.

"Awh baby.. it can't fit? hmm? Is my cock too big? Its okay, cutie, I know I know.. Maybe we just need to pay attention to your little clit, and we'll stretch you out too yeah? Im gonna make sure your little cunt remembers every single one of my veins no matter how long it takes to get in aallllll the way."

Geto (sighs dreamily) I LOVE THIS MAN. Totally much nicer than Gojo, but unintentionally mind-breaks you. His voice btw is so sexy can you imagine how husky it is duirng the deed??? drooling rn.

"Oh, what was that? It wont fit, hm? Thats okay, love. We'll find our way around it. Just gotta stretch you out some more so i can hit that spot you love so much, mhm? Right there isnt it? Yeah, I can tell with the way you're tightening around me. Or what about this? Maybe I'll touch your clit a little more. God... I love seeing you like this. Thats a good girl.. lay down juuust like that. You dont need to think for yourself anymore when I've got you."

Toji is SO mean, and incredibly cocky. Despite knowing damn well he's way too big to bottom out immediately in you, he takes this opportunity be snarky fun of you while destroying your insides.

" 's too big? We'll make it fit, doll. Stop moving like that, you know its just gonna hurt more. Give it a few minutes and you'll be crying like a bitch in heat. Fine. I'll be nice i guess, but im still going all the way in. 's not my fault your pussy's too damn tight. Fuck.. so good.. Yeah, see? Told you you could take it, wipe those tears 'fa me and keep your legs up here on my shoulders, yeah?"

Nanami... ah. He tries so so hard to be nice to you, by slowly bullying his way in your walls, but no matter how many times you do the deed it seems like you can never keep up with his size

"Too much, honey? Its okay, sweetheart. Look, I'll put a pillow just under your back here.. and it'll make you feel much better. Whats that? Feels nicer now? Ill take it slow as always honey, just take your deep breaths... God.. you're always so tight... It feels nice when I touch you right here doesn't it?..Feels deeper? Yes, love, thats the pillow under your back helping you relax. We're gonna have to use that trick next time wont we? Thats it, sweet thing, see? Im almost bottomed out and you haven't even noticed at all."

Choso is too much of a sensitive lover to even think about ever possibly pushing your boundaries. If he ever heard you say anything along the lines of 'too big' he'd pull out immediately and instead eat you out as an apology. (even though you've told him its just something you said in the heat of the moment) (he still leaves you shaking tho.)

#toji x reader #choso x reader #gojo x reader #geto x reader #nanami x reader #jjk smut #im in kahoots for geto rn. #going through my geto phase #(its not a phase.)

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guys!!! just letting you all know 1) im not dead and 2) i have something in the works!!! school kicking my ass with all these assignments rn, so i think ill post it at the end of the week. see you all then! :33

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Toji has never once shown his vulnerability towards the scar he has on his lips. He never even talks about them. But you know he is somewhere insecure about it when he stops and stares in the mirror while shaving, green eyes scanning the scar. Or when he purposely rests the right side of his face in his hand so the palm hides it. He thought he was being subtle with it, but you noticed. You noticed how deep down he was scared to even talk about it, let alone wear it with pride. That scar was a nightmare and he hated how it was visible to him, to everyone in the most obvious place.

"Toji?" you cooed from behind, walking into the hall while he was watching TV.

"Yes, baby?"

"I bought a new gloss, and i want to test if it's transfer proof."

"Don't know what that is but c'mere, lovie. Sit on my lap while you do it." You smiled and plopped yourself on his laps. Before he could finally look at you, you pressed your tinted glossy lips at the end of his lips where the scar settled.

he tried opening his lips to catch yours but you didn't really kiss his lips. he was so confused why you were pecking one spot.

*one peck. two peck. three peck. smooches tightly*

"D'ya know? I love this." You ran your thumb over the skin. "It makes me realize how strong you are, Toji. Sooo strong. Please don't hide it. It makes you look more handsome." He couldn't form words. The sudden love bomb opened a can of bad memories. Yet, oddly, he was comforted by your words. For a man so big, he was still weak over you and your love. Because you determined his vulnerability. Which is why your relationship was perfect. He is not the kind of man to be vocal about his issues but you read him like an open book. You understand him before he even has to spell it out.

Toji rested his forehead against yours, inhaling and exhaling with his eyes closed. God. He feels so in love, it kills him. What would he do without you? Everyone picked his flesh till it was just his heart exposed in the dirt, still struggling to beat. But you found it. Not to pick anymore flesh(there was none left). But to rip open your ribs and keep that heart locked in you forever. Safe and sound.

#i wanna kiss him #AAHHH THIS IS SO CUTE MAN

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OMG Omg.

𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬

CHARACTERS: gojo, geto, nanami, sukuna;

CONTENT: sfw, female reader, relationships are not established but this hcs lead to make you a couple;

NOTE: i can’t believe i did that

GOJO

“well, a kiss is supposed to have feelings and affection. it's not just touching lips, but also-”you interrupt him, snorting under your breath, “then show me” you fuss on the bed, satoru calmly walks back and forth, his complacency circles you, “okay” and he approaches you, slightly spreading your knees.

you squeeze the sheet under you, and satoru's lips touch yours. gojo's arms wrap around your waist, he puts you on your back. his tongue enthusiastically circles your lower lip and penetrates into your mouth, intertwining with yours, sparing no air. your fingers are combing the back of satoru's head; all you can do is open your lips, letting him do whatever he wants.

gojo, on the other hand, was elated that he had such an opportunity: to touch the way he wanted, to leave a mess on your soft lips, to caress them greedily with his wet tongue. he moans softly when you aggressively deepen the kiss with him, moving closer to his face. you feel that you would rather faint than learn anything, and you reluctantly stop, looking at each other's heated lips, “did you understand?” he speaks to you haltingly and swallows, licking his lips, “more than i needed”

GETO

“do you really want me to show it?” suguru smiles at you without any grin or cunning, there is understanding in his eyes that helps you stand still. “i won't ask your friend to do that.” geto giggled and returned to your request, “i'll be gentle,” he stepped towards you, his palms lay on your face, cupping your chin, he brings you closer to himself.

suguru's lips teasingly slowly cover yours, gently tracing their contour. you give in to him, your hands resting on his chest. you can't even imagine how good you feel with him now.

geto is attentive and sensitive, he vividly embellishes your feelings through a kiss that you don't want to break away from him, “yes, that's it” suguru exhales and kisses you again, biting your lower lip. your soft and sweet lips seem to have been

created for him, you don't understand how much you make him feel good, “keep it going—your lips are beautiful” he whispers to you, restraining himself from greedily joining you, “baby, let me one more time”

you blow his mind.

NANAMI

his face became serious after your request. he believes that a kiss is a very intimate thing shared by people who love each other.

“kento, i trust only you, please. just you and me. no one will know about it.” he sighs and nods, “for the first and last time,” you smile, beaming all over and nodding with joy.

kento gently puts his hands on your back, pulls you closer to him and his lips gently cover yours, gently tasting them. you were always sure that behind his seriousness and coldness there was a gentle and understanding nature, and your beliefs were confirmed.

nanami tilts his head to the side and gently bites your lip, continuing to snuggle against them just as calmly. your hands gripped his shoulders tenaciously, you feel so good under the pressure of his kiss, “is everything okay?” nanami stopped, holding you by the back. you get embarrassed, “yeah, it's... very nice” you look at each other for a while, “then i lied to you that this is the last time” and he kisses you warmly, maintaining delicacy.

you catch your breath convulsively, giving yourself completely to kento, his strokes on your back and a kiss.

SUKUNA

“no.” he said you as he scuttled off, but you know perfectly well how to influence personalities like sukuna. you sit on the opposite side of him, “so you can't do it” to your disappointment, sukuna yawns, leaving you without an answer. “thousand-year-old virgin...” you can feel the temperature in the room starting to rise and if you had a thermometer at hand, it would definitely crack, “it'll be the last thing you say, doll.”

your altercation lasted for 10 minutes until he dragged you roughly to him and sat you down on his lap, furiously sealing a kiss, “you!” he puts his finger against your mouth, “stop talking.” sukuna continues his kiss you by dipping his hand into your hair, and you wrap your little arms around his neck. you are attracted to him, his rudeness and strength—it all attracts you to him.

you get goosebumps when the sukuna increases the pressure, insistently penetrating with his tongue and running it over your teeth. he growls, clutching your hair, and you involuntarily prick him with your nails, demanding even more, but he pulls away and grins at the way you look at him with displeasure, “is someone offended? ”his palm wraps around your chin and sukuna smacks you again.

#AHHHH GETO #GETO GETO GETO MY LOOOVEEEEEE

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cutest boy ever 🫶🫶

MY PRETTY BOY

#I LOVE YUTA SO MUCH #look at that smile #i wanna tuck him into bed and read him a story #my precious lil guy

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I have two essays that I was supposed to do during Friday Saturday and Sunday due in the next couple days and I've been sick all weekend. gosh how do I always manage to get into these situations:')

#im doing an essay grind until 12am tonight #help ☹️