siyithecreator

[siyithecreator]

needy choso w needy reader and they’re both so disgusting for each other… 🤭

❤︎ ໋𓈒 needy choso with an even needier reader

warnings. fem! reader, unprotected, cowgirl, whiney choso, spit, praise, size kink, mdni.

the moment you walk through the door, choso immediately greets you with a hug—handsy, he was so hot, feverish. his fingers softly traced down your skin before he murmurs out a sweet needy, “…baby,” and you giggle, returning the sweet embrace. you weren’t gone that long actually, he’d always get like this. but you did miss him, for a moment you think choso’s intaking your scent with his face buried into your neck before he sighs. “i- i’ve been so lonely. i missed you,” and then he huffs, awkwardly cheesing. “oh, i mean….how was work?”

“it was okay,” you say softly, lightly pressing your chin against his chest. with arms locked around his torso, you grin. “you sound out of breath. you okay?”

“no,” he replies honestly, and he doesn’t even hesitate. not once, your eyes glimmer a bit from the reflection of the chandelier just swaying above the two of you before he pouts. “didn’t wanna call you while you were working so i had to um…substitute.”

you hum. “what did you do?”

“i— i was listening to your voice memos you send to me. you know, the ones where we—,” and he pauses. you get what he’s saying and a tiny smile creeps into your face. choso was embarrassed, heavily embarrassed. the tips of his ears burn with a scorching hot before he scowls. “i tried touching myself to your voice. couldn’t get myself to finish ‘n you’re here now so…” and he cutely grumbles out of frustration. “can i just kiss you p-please?”

“go ahead, baby.”

“thank—thank you.”

you were barely through the door when choso places his lips onto yours.

silence broke out, you briefly close your eyes, parting your lips before moaning.

handsy, the perfect word to describe him at that particular moment. his heart raced and you slip out a slight gasp once his roughly gentle hands feel towards your ass. he can’t help but give it a light squeeze. “b-baby,” he whimpers out between kisses.

it was more sloppy than anything. your nerves, it ran all through your veins as you felt tiny shivers poke all over your body. “always got me so p-pent up.”

“let me take care of it then, baby.” you murmur, and he’s the one to moan this time, feeling your slender fingers gingerly slide near the inside of his shirt. underneath, you felt his washboard abs.

tracing your fingers alongside the very sharp edges. choso was nothing more than a perfect structured sculpture—his body, you never got tired of feeling it, feeling him.

your tongue ran against his, making him walk further and further back until eventually he gets pressed up against the door. panting, choso was nearly even more out of breath before he makes you rub against him. directly against his bulge, and you felt it, how significantly hard he was.

“i—i need you so baddd.” he whimpers, and after a while he departs his lips. a tangled string of glossy saliva tugs from his and your mouth before he laps it up, just to gift you with another wet kiss. choso leads you towards the bedroom, and by now his lips were already giving you gentle chaste kisses near your collarbone.

he doesn’t wanna waste time at all, that much was obviously apparent.

quickly, he already had you on the bed. he leans in for another kiss, this time it’s more sensual and passionate. you felt him grind against your body, hands softly parting your legs. it was cute, he was always gentle with you despite how needy he was, choso’s thumb skims near your thigh, the very inner crevices and you moan.

you tasted the faint mint on his tongue as his tongue collides against yours, incredibly sweet and oh so candied…

“t-touch me,” he whines, and you simper once you realize he’s propping you to sit right on his lap. once you’re straddling him he leans back, the cutest sheepish expression before gripping your waist. “i… i like when you touch me.”

“i know you do,” you whisper, tugging down his briefs for him. choso prepares a sharp breath, feeling the tips of your fingers lightly graze against his skin. you were slow, you made sure to be—you liked teasing him a bit after all. “you tried getting off to my voice earlier, choso? you could have just called me on my break, you know.”

he starts to pant out short heavy puffs of air. “i know,” he pouts cutely. “i was too embarrassed. even hearing your voice through an audio got me so h-hard.”

“don’t be embarrassed,” you coo, and he’s rambling so much that he doesn’t even realize you already had his black darkened briefs pulled down. you were aligning yourself, hovering over the tip of his sheeny pre-cum tip that was just as desirous as you. you were pretty soaked yourself not to mention, your arms wrap around his neck before leaning in to kiss underneath his chin. choso moans, and stops you before you could pull your panties off.

“keep…keep them on for me,” he grunts, and despite having such a low husky voice, he never refused to not sound so needy and dependent. you jerk a bit forward, complying before he gives your ass another cute squeeze, sliding your panties towards the side. “like this. just keep them over here, okay?”

you smile, kissing the tip of his nose. “okay baby.”

“hmph. s-stop calling me that,” he utters, and he lets off an angelic whine the moment you start to sink yourself further down.

after all the times you took choso, you always had to adjust to his size. he was a packer, there was no surprise there. so hefty, it took you a while to fully sink down on him, his rough hands guided your waist before he bites his lip and groans. “i didn’t mean it,” he murmurs, not fond of how you suddenly grew quiet. it was so cute. “you can keep calling me baby. i—i like it.”

you snicker, peppering a few kisses near the crook of his neck. “so indecisive,” and you playfully run a finger down the middle part of his chest. just your touch alone was enough to make him cum, you were just that good.

at least to choso—he could never control himself around you. whilst your sopping cunt glides just barely over his length, you’re nearly halfway in and choso’s a complete mess.

he looked so pretty though, up close like this. his hair, naturally darkened locks that was known for it being all tied up into two messy ponytails, now down. he looked really good with his hair down, a few strands run down near the front of his eyebrows, just about covering his droopy dark eyes before he makes eye contact with you.

“did….did you miss me too?” he breathes, hearing the brief sounds of squelching your own cunt made. so talkative—he always adored that part. going inside of you and suddenly the entire room grows quiet from the sounds of just your soft breaths and your pussy making all kinds of noise because of choso’s length.

“i missed you,” you purr as a response, bringing a kiss towards his twitching lips. his hands slither towards your hips, and he starts to rock you swiftly in place. your rhythm, it had his eyes already starting to roll into the depths of his head, all the way back before he whines. “i wish i could have came home sooner, cho.”

choso was far more vocal than you by a mile, it was heavenly to listen to—his pure sweet moans that were simply melodic.

“m-mhm,” he’d slip out, making a cute attempt to smack your ass but he quickly caresses it afterwards. he had quick a bit of thickness on him too, his girth stretches all through you that for a moment it had you speechless. “you always know how to make me feel so g-good.”

“you feel good, baby?” and your words were so enchanting, at least to him.

the sweetness that ran underneath your tone, it had him so hard. you’re grinding yourself against in such a slow yet tantalizing pace that he’s just about to lose it. your hips drove him crazy, you drove him crazy.

choso nods, a soft whimper leaving his lips the moment you find a comfortable rhythm. back and forth, the more you went forward—the more you started to feel yourself gradually quicken.

“fuck,” he pants, and his voice grows a tad bit deeper. his eyes were all dark and droopy, always having that forever drowsy timid expression. always with you. “baby, w-wait,” and your eyebrows raise a bit. you’re still riding him, keeping up a pace and that’s when he grabs your hand. you watch as he brings it towards his neck before pouting a whiney. “choke me.”

“choke you?” you titter, a near giggle sliding past your lips before he stares at you blankly, you then realized he was serious. “…oh,” you slyly say, planting a kiss near the under part of his chin. “you’re so kinky today, baby.”

“only for you.”

“yeah?” you moan yourself, feeling him bury himself balls deep—already bottoming out, you were nearly at your peek yourself. it’s probably been a few lengthy minutes before your thighs start to ache, that familiar rich sting of pleasure prickling through your skin. “mhm. i’ll choke you. only if you say pretty please.”

choso’s head goes back, and he whimpers. “you brat,” and you chortle, knowing you were getting the one up on him—he always let you anyway. at the bottom of each of choso’s sloppy thrusts, you shimmied your hips just briefly, and he swallows thickly. “ugh. f-fine,” and his spit-glossed lips part and curl up as he continues to speak. “please?”

“ooh. so close.” you tease.

“…….”

he glares but it only lasts for about three seconds because he can never be mad at you. you watch as choso’s hands roam further down your waist before he whines, correcting himself, “pretty please. choke me so i can g-get off, princess.”

“good boy.” you tease, and your fingers swiftly wrap around his neck. choso stares at you, and a sweet whimper escapes from him the moment you praise him. you knew just as much as anyone how much he loved being by praised. especially by you. the stimulation, it made him groan—he’s just jerking back against you, the bed creaks and creaks it sounds like an instrument.

“harder.” he pants, and you lean up against him. the moment the head of cock finds and securely located your g-spot though, you’re the one letting off the sweetened moans.

you inch closer towards him, squeezing his throat with just a bit more pressure before kissing him deeply. you put a bit of pressure near his pubic area before arching. milliseconds afterward, he pulls away from your lips before gasping for air. “f-fuck, ‘m gonna cum if you keep doin’ that.”

you’re squeezing down on him, clamping and just taking him in wholeheartedly. everything felt so good, choso’s ears rang, you had him whipped. he could honestly die like this, his eyelids were fluttering and half-lidded. your stare, choking him like this while riding him until he came—he couldn’t have asked for a more better position.

“open your mouth,” you whisper, a thumb fleetly brushing against the middle part of his throat.

he quickly obeys, not even asking a question. always so obediently needy. you watch as he parts his lips for you, opening his mouth. you hum, leaning in before spitting right into his mouth. you’re still choking him softly, and he moans before registering what even happened. he felt so hot all of a sudden, even more hotter than he’s been feeling currently.

“swa—”

choso already swallows, and pulls you into an even more sloppy kiss directly afterwards. it wasn’t as passionate anymore.

just downright dirty, he was buried way down to the hilt with his cock stuffed into your cunt—you were draining his balls and he couldn’t help but moan. his tongue curls against yours and that’s when he grabs your hips to make your tempo quicken. “f-fuck me, fuck me. make me c-cum, i need it,” he’d whine before rephrasing in a cold sweat. “i need you.”

“lean back ‘n watch me then, baby.”

“okay, o-okay.”

he lets you do your thing, the alignment of your bodies together . . so hot.

he was always such a perfect fit for you, his dick was just driving in and out of you, you thwacked against his full base every so often. you’d even go as far as to massage near his balls to make him meek out a sweet candied moan. he’d beg for you to keep going that, he loved whenever you touched him.

a kiss, a touch, anything…

he savored it all. the smacking thump that continued to be created rang throughout your ears and his. bundles of nerves continue to rise up and up, and you gasp once he prods against your g-spot for probably the umpteenth time now.

choso’s breathing hitches, and once he cums it’s so much. his facial expression was the best part though. his eyebrows contort together and his maw just dangles open, desperately begging for a kiss. you kiss him as he’s pouring such thin ropes of cum into you. you slow down a bit, still riding him and he was so drunk off of you. you had him pussy drunk within a span of a few minutes. choso’s dick ferociously pulses inside of you, and it’s so warm and filthy.

while he’s still spurting into you, he’s heavily heaving—you softly lap your tongue near his bottom lip, pressing your body against his. forever snuggled up within his warmth.

“o-oh my goddd,” he’d drag out, feeling how much he spewed into your tight walls. his bulky arms wrap around you and he just holds you before feeling himself go limp. he’s flaccid, yet he didn’t wanna pull out just yet. he just wanted to stay here, like this with you. “you m-milked me baby.”

“do you feel better?” you purr, sneaking a kiss near the corner of his mouth.

choso’s so out of breath, it takes him a good twenty seconds to reply. “y-yesss,” and then he glances at you. you’re still on his lap, keeping his mess stuffed inside of you. your panties were probably all ruined, sticky and smeared with the remnants of his seed. “you didn’t finish, baby.”

“i’m okay.” you reassure him before gasping once he suddenly lifts you up softly, pulling out. you pout from not feeling so full, so plugged in.

choso makes you lie down on the bed, and he’s panting. heave after heave, dark eyebrows of his form together before he bends down, inching closer towards between your legs. “i want my girl to finish too,” and his voice was so soothing.

you moan, watching him lean closer towards your thighs, your legs still felt shaky and that’s when choso lolls out his tongue, slowly dragging his tongue up your thigh towards near the crevices of your cunt. he was so filthy, simply no shame in tasting his own mess just to ensure you get a sweet orgasm.

choso’s eyes flicker back up towards you before he spreads the lips of your cunt with two simple fingers. “you made me feel good s-so just let me,” and he continued to lap his tongue all over your legs. such lewd, he moans. warm breath fans against your skin before he licks near your panties that were all messy too. “let me clean you up now baby. pretty please?”

[siyithecreator]

afternoon🛏️

[siyithecreator]

or maybe he manspreads bc hes a manwhore 🤔

suguru manspread a lot; he would call it a bad habit, but not really. when you saw that he was sitting with his legs wide open, what’d you do? sit right in his lap.

at this point, the both of you should just throw the couch away and get a regular chair because you sat in his lap ALL the time.

most of the time, there was more than just sitting. suguru had a sensitive dick; even with the slightest touch, it went into the air, so with your ass fully on his length, it would poke you, and he would tease you, telling you to take care of it…

so, what did you do? took care of it. sometimes you would sit on his lap on purpose just so he could get hard, and he would fall right into your trap.

your panties would slide right off, and you would slide right onto his dick. the sex on that couch was amazing.

it wasn’t like he manspread on purpose; his legs just opened by themselves, and the next second he looked up, there you were in his lap.

it started as a cute thing at first, but then it got sinister, and he would fuck you in that same position.

cum spread everywhere, with him switching positions and fucking you into the couch, and you couldn’t do a damn thing.

your mutual friends would tease the both of you by how you were clingy and always on his lap, but it’s like he was drawing you in.

there was no turning away from him or sitting beside him when his legs were open, just begging you to sit on his lap.

sometimes you’ll try to be polite and just stare at him until he says something, and he’ll fold every single time for that pretty face.

“come on.” and you’ll go running and flopping on his lap.

when he sees that you’re snuggling into his lap and changing positions, he won’t push it to more than that; he not only wants his lap to be a nice spot for you to fuck him but also a soft spot for you.

his lap was your comfort place, and it was very comfy, especially since he let you sit there with open arms, kissing you and holding you.

that’s why you never said anything about it and let him keep manspreading; he looked sexy doing it.

[siyithecreator]

bye bc id kms if this actually happened like he is SAUR EMBARRASSINGGGGG

satoru does this weird thing when he gets jealous where he'll act extra cocky to the point when you notice and just spew nonsense to the person he's trying to make jealous, like…

“yeah if you think they're pretty now, you should see them after a two-hour fuck session.” while your face is scrunched up in absolute horror, this man does not play, if someone wants to disrespect the imaginary boundary he put between you and said person then he's going to make it as uncomfortable as possible.

now usually he would do it when you were around, but he noticed how annoyed you would get with him, and he hated it, your anger was misdirected, it was supposed to be for the cornball throwing themselves at you, not him, so he switched to doing it when you were out the room.

eyeing down the person dripping out spit, just looking at you made him sick, but he was going to fix that and fix that real fast.

“hot, huh? yeah, i understand. those hips and ass… whew.” taking a sip of his drink to drown down the laughs crawling up his throat from the person's face, flushed and obviously embarrassed.

the person just chooses not to say anything and watch your every move, satorus ears getting red as he stares him down and popping a blood vessel in his neck, it pissed him off so much, but he had to put this fucker in his place.

“fucking her must be crazy. ass being thrown back at you every second.” satoru getting flashbacks from the dirty words that were slipping past his lips and his dick getting hard. the person budges and laughs.

“yeah, that must be nice.” satoru only getting angrier by the second, but he had to lock in. now this isn't the first or last time he’ll do this, but it just drove him crazy that some people didn't have respect for the both of you.

satoru leans in towards the guy's ear and whispers something deep and low in his ear.

“i get to fuck her every single night.” the guy huffs and walks away, and satoru just smirks. that was his favorite thing to do whenever he saw someone gawking over you, it was disrespectful and made satoru blow.

if he had to he would literally airdrop every sex tape the both of you made to anyone flirting with you, he didn't play at all.

[siyithecreator]

TOJI who comes home late from work to a silent house. All of the lights in the house are off, the only source of illumination being the flickering screen of the television, and even that is stuck on a multicolored SOURCE UNKNOWN screen.  

“Baby? Y’in here?” he calls out to the empty living room, eyebrows furrowing in a mixture of confusion and concern as he toes off his shoes.  

He continues through the silent apartment, dutifully checking each room before finally standing in the doorframe of the master bedroom. Against his better judgement, Toji’s lips turn upward at the sight that lies in front of him.  

Toji approaches the bed, sitting at its edge and being careful to not accidentally crush your legs underneath the weight of his body.  

You look so peaceful wrapped up in the sheets of your shared bed, lips parted in gentle breaths with that tiny line of drool trickling down from the corner of your mouth.  

He reaches a finger out, stroking the back of it against your cheek and grinning to himself as you subconsciously move closer to the warmth radiating from his skin.  

“Fuckin’ hell,” he murmurs, lowering himself to lay across from you. He opens his arms, scooping you into them and tucking your head into the crook of his neck.  

You hum sleepily against his skin, eyes fluttering open as your arms wind around his midsection, followed then by your legs tangling with his own.  

“Hi baby,” you murmur, bleary eyes blinking up at him as he cranes his neck to gaze down at you.  

“Hey,” he mutters, laying a kiss against your forehead and grinning to himself as you snuggle closer to him. “Sleepy?” 

“Mhm. Tried t’wait up.” 

His chest warms at your words, arms momentarily squeezing you. He’d never admit it to anyone — he’d rather die than say it aloud … but you made him so incredibly soft.  

Only you. Only you. 

[siyithecreator]

୨ৎ˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 can i tie a bow around your bicep ?

asking the jjk men if u can tie a bow around their bicep… pretty please?

ಇ. summary. fem!reader, crack, some suggestive, mdni !

ಇ. including. gojo, nanami, toji, yuji, megumi, yuta, toge, sukuna.

likes n reblogs r appreciated !! 🩷

[siyithecreator]

rant bc I’m tired of the same few songs I see w/ readers x characters 😓

Alright so ik this is one sided and self indulgent but sometimes I wonder whenever when I read character x reader it’s always the same songs that the character listens to (rock, new jeans, k-pop, Melanie Martinez alt bands, tv girl, etc.) why can’t the reader have more options on music? There’s way more music that exists than just the same few genres/songs, (including R&B other than just SZA and hip hop other than Tyler the Creator) as a person who would literally die for R&B it’s like nobody knows other artists than just SZA and it honestly makes me feel like the talented musicians other than SZA that are in R&B/Hip-Hop never get talked about (Brent Faiyaz, Summer Walker, Doja Cat, Chris Brown, Jhené Aiko, PartyNextDoor, Kalid, etc) like the reader is supposed to be for everyone, not just a select group/audience. 😭 Don’t get me wrong I listen to rock and sometimes alt bands, so I’m not tryna to be hypocritical when I say this kinda stuff.

js to let you know also I’m not hating on the people who do only talk about the select few genres, you do you boo 😈 but if you are making x reader with a music tastes that varies on then just alt music or k-pop, it does exist. I just don’t feel like poc artists aren’t seen and if they are, it’s only black readers. People worldwide like poc/ R&B and Hip-Hop artists and it shouldn’t be just pushed aside with almost every fanfic including the reader liking or talking about music.

Like isnt reader supposed to be for everyone?… it’s the stereotypical white y/n all over again

(except the jjk and the atsv/itsv fandom yall got it down packed 🫶🏾)

This is why I’m boutta start writing my own stuff fr 😔

(I bet this rant didn’t make any sense.)

[siyithecreator]

Choso 💭 *matchy-matchy = fated brothers*

credits to the original artist @yakult9_chim on X & ig

[siyithecreator]

𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃! — JJK.

♡ — 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: what it’s like when they’re about to finish . . . featuring gojo, geto, choso, nanami, & toji.

♡ — 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓: 18+ ONLY // MDNI — fem reader, smut, riding, creampie, oral, swallowing, roughness, manhandling, hair gripping, penetration, unprotected.

𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 — 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃!

Your poor neighbors.

Apartment living wasn’t a suitable lifestyle for you, the girlfriend of Satoru Gojo.

That white-haired man was a loud lover. More often than not, he was filling your bedroom with the sounds of his moans and groans all night long, and tonight, he planned to do it yet again.

“You have to be more quiet, Satoru,” you glanced up at your boyfriend as you positioned yourself on your knees in front of him. “The walls are thin, and you can’t-”

Satoru interrupted you by leaning down and kissing you sloppily. He swirled his tongue around yours, getting your mouth nice and wet before burying his cock in your throat.

When he pulled away, a string of spit falling from your connected lips, he said, “If neighbors complain about the volume level, then that’s your fault. You’re the one making me feel so damn good.”

Satoru pulled his cock out, giving it a few pumps with his hand before guiding it towards your lips.

“Open wide,” he teased, pressing his tip against your closed mouth — and he, of course, moaned when you softly kissed it.

“Oh my god . . . shit, that feels amazing,” Satoru moaned.

He built a steady, fast-paced rhythm as he shoved his cock in and out of your throat.

Gripping your hair as he face-fucked you, Satoru tossed his head back, overwhelmed by the warm, fuzzy feeling that he had only ever received when his cock was in your mouth.

“Mmm,” he moaned yet again, and endlessly. “I think your mouth was made just for sucking my cock, don’t you agree? And that throat . . . shit . . . your throat’s for swallowing my cum.”

Satoru’s orgasm was approaching, and it was a big one. He could tell based on the way pleasurable warmth ran through his veins, his cock twitching in preparation.

But, you could gather that he was about to finish thanks to the sudden increase in volume. Loud moans and calls of your name escaped from between his lips.

He gripped your hair even tighter, thrusting down your throat a bit more roughly.

“Y/N,” Satoru moaned. “Baby, I’m cumming, don’t stop. Don’t stop. Swallow it.”

His thick cum was poured down your throat, and you gulped everything from the massive load to the little spurts that came afterward.

Satoru pulled himself out of your mouth with a grin.

As he got ready to toss you on the bed and eat your pussy until you were moaning as loud as he was moments ago, there was a sudden, aggravated knock at your front door.

𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 — 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒!

Suguru enjoyed savoring the taste — saving the best bite for the end of his meals.

Never would he rush things, believing that patience was the only way to achieve true satisfaction and joy.

Therefore, it was no surprise to learn how much he enjoyed foreplay.

He removed your clothes as if he was unwrapping a special gift. After taking off your bra, he pulled you sideways onto his lap, and attached his mouth to your nipple, sucking on the little button and swirling his tongue around it, moaning so you knew just how much he enjoyed it.

That large hand of his reached between your legs as he did so, rubbing your clit through the cloth of your underwear that he hadn’t yet removed.

All of this only came after making out with him on the bed, tongues swirling around one another. He dominated your mouth, of course, hand clasped around your throat as he sucked on your tongue.

“Face down on the bed,” Suguru ordered after removing all of your clothes.

The bed squeaked a bit as he positioned himself behind you. He gripped your waist, raising you until your ass was even with his hips.

But he couldn’t fuck you. Not yet.

Instead, he buried his face into your wet pussy from behind, leaving you to do nothing except bury your face into your pillow and muffle your moans.

His tongue toyed with your clit and hole. Hands gripped the cheeks of your ass.

After that, he flipped you over and fucked you nice and slow, filling your hole with deep strokes. You felt every inch of him as he slid in and out of you, moaning beautifully.

He was close — had been teetering on the edge of cumming ever since he ate your pussy, as giving you pleasure always made him feel good as well, but he held back, of course, wanting to enjoy every second inside of you.

But he was starting to lose control.

He was done savoring the taste. It was time for the last bite.

Suddenly, Suguru flipped you over into the position you were in before — face against your pillow, ass lined up with his hips — and he continued to fuck you.

Only, this time, it was faster, rougher.

“I’m so close, I can feel it.” His voice was rough and low, fingers digging into your hips as he slammed into you, your ass smacking against him, chasing the feeling your cunt gave him rather than savoring it. “You know I have to fill you up now, right? Make you take every last drop? I’d hate to be wasteful.”

“Please do it, please, I’m begging- Ah!”

Suguru suddenly gripped your hair, pressing your head further into your pillow, and leaned over a bit, thrusting into you with such great force, he was certain the bed would break.

“Oh, I’m cumming, I’m cumming,” he moaned your name sweetly and pumped his pearly white cream inside of you, not pulling out until he was certain you had taken every last drop.

𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 — 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑!

Perhaps, it was his time as a salaryman that led Kento into developing such . . . leadership skills.

Maybe it was seeing how sweet you were for him, following every request and being so obedient.

Who knew?

Whatever it was, it was the reason he felt the desire to guide you through every move he was going to make.

“I’m putting two fingers in, sweetheart.” He whispered in your ear as he slowly pumped his digits in and out of your hole, purposely rubbing his palm against your clit as he did so. “That’s it, keep moaning for me, there you go. I’m going to move faster. Are you ready?”

Every question, every command — his voice alone — it all nearly drove you crazy.

That was why it was no surprise when he continued to speak as he felt his orgasm approaching.

Kento fucked you like a gentleman, whispering sweet praises into your ear.

“You feel so good around me, sweet girl. I’m not sure I can last much longer. Not if you keep milking my cock like this, baby.”

His thrusts never slowed, but his grunts and groans grew louder as he approached his orgasm.

“I’m about to cum now, okay?” He warned. “I’m going to cum right inside of you. Take it for me. Can you do that? Can you do that for me?”

“Yes!” You moaned beautifully, and your eager reply was rewarded with a deep kiss.

The sweet drag of his cock in and out of your hole made you reach around for anything to hold on to, switching between the bedsheets, his blonde locks, or his muscular back, which you dug your nails into as he pounded away at your pussy.

“So good . . . You’re doing so good . . . Such a good girl,” he praised, suddenly overwhelmed by the pleasure your pussy had given him.

His hips stuttered, and he paused briefly to make sure every drop of his cum was inside of you, where it belonged, but he quickly resumed bucking his hips.

After all, he could tell that his lovely girl was about to cum for a second time, and you deserved it.

“Cum for me. Give it to me,” he said. “I want your cum, do you understand me?”

Feeling your sweet juices mix with his and coat his cock was heavenly. He paid no mind to the fresh scratches on his back either.

𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎 — 𝐒𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐘!

There was a difference between a shy person and a quiet person, which was evident with someone like Choso.

Other people didn’t make him nervous or anxious — qualities associated with shy people — but he simply liked to observe. Liked to keep his mouth shut and watch how other people behaved.

After all, that’s how he wormed his way into both your heart and your bed — by noticing your little hobbies and habits and making you feel seen.

Now, your pretty, brown-haired boyfriend was once again watching you. His eyes scanned over your beautiful body as you slowly sank on his cock. As he felt your warmth, he couldn’t help but whimper.

“Go faster,” he said plainly with a bit of a whine.

Of course, you couldn’t deny such a sweet request. Thrusting yourself up and down along his cock had reduced the man into nothing more than a moaning, whimpering mess. It was behavior he never displayed unless he was underneath you like this, feeling your warm hole clench around him.

“Please . . . Faster, Y/N. Make me cum.”

This time, you were the one watching him. You studied the way he furrowed his brows. The way his mouth was slightly agape in pure bliss. You felt his fingers dig into your hips, guiding your every thrust, and although you couldn’t see it, his toes were clenched from the pleasure.

Already, he had started to orgasm embarrassingly soon.

He couldn’t even warn you, as before he knew what was happening, ropes and ropes of his cum were painting your walls white.

There was so much of it, he had started to worry about when and if he’d stop cumming.

“Sorry,” he mumbled, breathless.

“Don’t be,” your smile only made his pale cheeks turn into a soft shade of pink. “I’m glad to know you’re enjoying yourself.”

He didn’t respond, only blushing as he darted his eyes away from you, trying his hardest to avoid eye contact.

Only you could turn that quiet man into a shy one.

But, perhaps, he wasn’t completely embarrassed, because he glanced up at you and mumbled, “Can we go again? Can you ride me again?”

Reaching down, you ran your hand across his face and soft lips. You pushed your fingertips into his mouth, just a bit, feeling his wet tongue before pulling away.

It was simply a sign that he was willing to do anything, and gratefully at the mercy of you and your amazing riding skills.

With a grin, you started to move your hips up and down once more, and his blushing cheeks darkened.

𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 — 𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃, 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓!

Toji has often talked about sex and such vulgar topics with his friends, typically after having a few drinks in a boring, action-less bar.

Why was it such a popular subject for discussion?

Because everyone wanted to know what it was like to fuck you.

And, if his greedy friends couldn’t have you — Toji would kill them if they even looked at you too long — they wanted to, at least, hear about what it was like to be with you.

He wasn’t one to brag verbally. Or, at least, he liked to let his actions speak for him — by letting his friends see his scratched-up back.

But, one thing he often said when talking about sex was that he liked noise.

Squeaky mattresses. Headboard smacking against the wall. Loud moans and shouts of each other’s names.

And that night after returning home from the bar, it was no different.

Toji’s large hands were hooked underneath your knees, holding your legs back, as close to your chest as they would go.

As he did so, his big cock slammed in and out of your tight hole. The lewd sounds of your squelching wetness from your hole sinking him in nearly drove him crazy.

Your moans were beautiful. Sweet, occasional whispers of his name pushed him further towards the edge.

Every noise only furthered his desire to cum.

“You sound so pretty, baby,” Toji smirked down at your face, eyes darting from your closed eyes to your mouth, which hung open as you moaned.

“You like how this feels? Yeah? ‘S that why you’re making all those noises for me?” Toji grunted, skin slapping against skin. “Shit . . . I’m so close, I’m right there.”

Oddly enough, as the noise-loving man felt that tension of pleasure building up inside of him suddenly snap and his orgasm started to overwhelm him, he placed his hand over your mouth, silencing your moans.

Then, he buried his sweaty face in the crook of your neck, sucking and biting lightly at your delicate skin to quiet his own sounds of pleasure.

He was completely still.

As ropes of his thick, white cum poured inside of your clenching, awaiting cunt, it was silent.

He wanted it to be that way because, right now, the only thing he wanted to hear was the sound of your pussy milking him as he came in heavy loads.

It was music to his ears.

♡ — 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠!

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[siyithecreator]

was reading a rlly good fic w kamo!reader and a contract marriage w gojo and I CANT FUCKING FIND IT ANYMORE PLS TUMBLR MAKE A FUCKING HISTORY

[siyithecreator]

sending them nudes in the middle of an argument

incl: gojo, geto, nanami, toji, choso, sukuna, shiu, higuruma, uraume, shoko, ino, ijichi

cont: smut, suggestiveness, crack, fluff

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

[siyithecreator]

yes i reblogged my own post sue me 😘

warnings/tags/notes: gojo satoru x fem!reader, established relationship, car sex, p in v sex, fingering (fem!recieving), i got kinda lazy in the end, first fic ever 🤔, based on this song btw, enjoy mwah!

Count: 655 words

UNDER 15 DNI

It’s your first time ever seeing a meteor shower, or - it was supposed to be.

“C’monnnn,” Satoru whines again. At this point he’s basically throwing himself at you, what with his arms splayed across your chest as his own smushes against your back.

Honestly, you wouldn’t be opposed to taking him right here, right now, but - NO!

What’re you thinking? You couldn’t miss this opportunity for anything, all your other dates ended with Satoru’s blushing, swollen tip pressing softly against your lips and thick ropes of his sweet seed all over your face. You’re determined to finally have a normal date for once.

“Nope.” You say again, firmer this time, even adding a shake of your head to get your point across. Yes, that’ll definitely show him! (｡ì _ í｡)

And then he does that thing. That thing with your hair, like a cat with a yarn ball. He twirls it affectionately around his finger, his other hand sneaking (quite obviously) down your torso.

And then - he stops.

Right as he reaches the hem of your cutesy pink, lace, strawberry panties.

And, duh, of course you want more. You may be determined but there always be more meteor showers…right?

His warm breath tickles your ears as his whispers seductively, “You said no, but why are your hips bucking up into me so desperately, hm?”

“If you truly loved me, you’d get to work.” You pout, your cheeks gaining a slight blush the moment the words escape from your lips.

“Fuck you, you know I love you.” He chuckles softly as he presses warm, soft kisses to your neck.

Considering the fact that you’ve definitely given up by now, you crawl to the backseat and Satoru follows.

Maybe there’s something with the A/C back there, but it feels hotter than before. You can tell Satoru feels it too from the way he’s rapidly pushing up your miniskirt.

He lays you down across the seat, moving your panties aside and sliding a long, slender finger inside of you.

The way he had you seeing stars, maybe you didn’t need to watch the meteor shower.

The pads of his finger creating friction against your gummy walls, and let’s not even get started on how, as he added more fingers, his fingertips kissed your cervix in such a delicate way.

Sometime in between, you managed to mewl out, “Mm ‘Toru, think I want you inside…”

All it took was the click of a belt buckle and there he was with his full length grinding against your fountain of a pussy.

“Ready?” He’d ask, even when it looked like he was more than ready.

You nodded, “Wait though, I wanna ride you.” Something about cowgirl and being on top just made everything feel so much better for you (and Satoru would always happily agree).

Okay, maybe it was little cramped in the backseat, and maybe the windows were starting to get foggy, but who cares? You were in the backseat of your boyfriend’s luxury car, sliding up and down on his cock.

Everytime you’d slide down, his tip would kiss the entrance to your womb and it was such an addictive feeling. You felt so full with his entire length in your slutty cunt, just bobbing up and down on his cock.

Your tits were just bouncing, and so desperate for someone to pay them any attention. So, of course Satoru set your body alight when you felt his tongue flitting across your nipple. Closing his mouth around one and with a POP, he’d move on to the next one.

Without realizing, you’d picked up the pace. The sound of your hips slamming down punctuated every. fucking. thrust.

You knew he was close when he started mumbling a series of jumbled expletives mixed with various “M’gonna cum-“s.

And like every date before, this date ended with you on your knees and Satoru’s pretty tip against your lips.

[siyithecreator]

jjk men putting in just the tip

characters: nanami, gojo, geto, toji | fem reader warnings: 18+, smut, dry humping, teasing, denial, dirty talk, begging, creampie all of these end with you getting fucked <3 hehe

NANAMI…

it’s a losing battle from the start. his willpower is weak and you already know this but it’s just too much fun to tease him.

nanami is grinding against you on the bed, rutting his cock on your pussy in desperation like he’s so horny that he doesn’t even know what to do with himself. if it weren’t for the fact that you were both still clothed, you’d basically be fucking already.

his pants are tented, the fabric stretched so far to accommodate his erection that it looks like it could break. every time he slides against your panties, the friction is delicious and you both moan. you’re wet down there and so is he, a damp spot appearing where he’s leaking precum. nanami rolls his hips into yours, faster and faster, and you gasp at the rush of pleasure that makes your head dizzy.

“let me—let me fuck you,” he says, eyes dark and filled with arousal. the words make you shudder. it’s so hot seeing nanami, who is usually so composed, begging and desperate like this.

“you can put it in,” you tell him, “but just the tip, okay?”

Keep reading

[siyithecreator]

[siyithecreator]

jjk characters asking you out on a date (pre-relationship)

ʚ incl: gojo, geto, nanami, toji, choso, sukuna, higuruma, shoko, uraume, shiu, ino, yuta, megumi, yuuji

ʚ cont: fluff, crack

MINORS AND AGLESS BLOGS DNI (18+)

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[siyithecreator]

Can you do a stepbrother scaramouche x student user. Very explicit. 1k+ words. Thanks. 😍🪵🪵🪵🪵

THE WOOD EMOJI??? WTF.

ur stepbrother is tutoring u or smth??? is that okay 🤔🤔 u ask him to help w ur hw and he helps w smth else 😈😈

[siyithecreator]

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐌 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐃 :: spiderman smau

characters included :: gn!reader, gwen stacy, hobie brown, miguel o'hara miles morales, pavitr prabhakar.

cw: mentions of spiders, swearing. no one is spiderman in this au! they're all in high school & miguel is a teacher.

part 1 :: part 2