Care For You!
Synopsis. âKeep your friends close, and your enemies closerâ they say, right? But you donât think they meant close enough to be in their bed.
Pairings. [SEPARATE] Gojo x Reader, Sukuna x Reader, Choso x Reader, Geto x Reader, Nanami x Reader, Toji x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem! reader, enemies to lovers, hate/ angry sĂ©x, spĂtting, light exhĂbitionism (Nanamiâs), mentions of knĂves (Sukunaâs and Getoâs), chokĂng, degradatĂon, cĂșmplay, squĂrting, overstĂm, jealousy (Tojiâs), some HEINOUS things, pet names, swearing.
Word count. 5.7k
A/N. Woahhh I got carried away and this got long, HAHAH.
⥠TOJI FUSHIGURO - F*ck the divorce! (And you)
âWhat were you sayinâ, doll?â
Of course, the only response Toji gets is a wet, pathetic little murmur of something - maybe a curse, probably a plea for more more more-
Something that has his swollen cock twitching so wildly inside your snug cunt - barley even halfway in but still stretched so obscenely around him. Something that had him letting out a low chuckle at how fucked-out his poor wife already sounds.
âWhat? Canât talk anymore?â He coos, relishing in the way your nails rake furiously down his sculpted back in reply - a warning. âDrunk on mâcock already?â
But Toji doesnât stop, not even close. Only slamming faster, deeper into your snug cunt, quick, maddening grinds just to squeeze inside. âHow cute. And you were so keen to run your mouth about divorce earlier, you little bitch.â
Fuck.
And then you spit. Hitting right there on the edge of Tojiâs pissed off smirk, splattering against that little scar you loved and hated so much.
As if that wasnât enough insult to injury, your mouth is moving so stupidly before your mind. Ignoring how your pussy was desperately sucking his throbbing cock to look him right in the eyes. Babbling out a broken, yet determined, âFuck you.â
At this, Toji has the audacity to throw his head back and laugh. Laugh. More to infuriate you than anything as he presses such a deceivingly tender little peck on your mouth. And you know itâs on purpose the way he lets your saliva smear all over both your lips.
âNo.â He whispers against your lips, amused, like a little confession. âIâm fucking you.âÂ
God, and it works. Youâre all but seething. Fighting the urge to smack his pretty face as he drags his aching cock all against your plushy walls. Back, back, back till his weeping tip was just kissing your sloppy entrance. âAnd mâgonna fuck all thoughts of that divorce right outta ya, doll.â
Itâs all thatâs said before Tojiâs finally bottoming out in one, harsh thrust. Rough enough that youâre sure itâll leave marks - his heavy balls on your ass, your ankles on his back.
Not even giving you the time to adjust - why would he? Heâs got his pretty wife all splayed out and needy for him, what more could he wait for? Ramming his swollen cock into you like he hated you. Like he hated all thoughts of that stupid little idea you brought up, and was well and fully intent on fucking it out of you.
And if that wasnât enough, heâs wrestling you to face him. Squeezing your cheeks together into such an embarrassing little pout that forces you to look into his darkened eyes. âOpen that fucking mouth.â
You just hated how your jaw drops slack as if on instinct. Hated how you can do nothing but moan deliriously as he spits right into your open mouth. Hated the way your eyes roll to the back of your head, plushy walls squeezing him to insanity till you can feel the rapid bump! bump! bump! of his prominent veins. Messy.Â
âIâm the only one that gets to do this.âÂ
God, it was too much for him too.Â
âThink yâcan divorce me?â Heâs rutting into you so animalistically, hips stuttering and sloppy. Like he couldnât decide between hitting that sweet spot he knew so well and abusing your poor cervix. âThink anyone else can make you get off this good?â
âI- Hngh- fuck fuck fuck, Toji-â
âAnswer me.â he gasps, strained. Angry. Desperate. Breath hot against your face as he pulls and tugs on your lower lip - like a little punishment, as if his throbbing cock wasnât enough. âTell me. You think any other loser is gonna fuck you till they can shut up that bitchy mouth of yours?â
And God it was so maddening how he was right - how you knew no one could have you all breathless and cockdrunk like this.
But you couldnât go down without a fight.
âM-maybe.â you spit, sounding a bit more whiny than you intended. âMaybe some other guy is gonna fuck me better, nâ have a hngh- b-bigger dick too.âÂ
And Toji notices - of course, he does. Because heâs reaching down to toy with your swollen clit, pinching and rolling the sensitive nub between his fingers as if to say âReally?â
He knew you too well. Well enough that heâs only fucking you harder into the mattress, like it hurt to hear any nonsense of some other guy falling from your pretty lips. Like he was taking it out on your ravaged pussy, sliding in and out of your sloppy cunt with reckless abandon.Â
âShut up.â he groans, glancing down at how sinfully you were milking the fucking soul out of him. Hips hitting yours so bruisingly with each word- âShut up- shut up shut, you little slut.â
âNgh- Toji. Sâtoo much. Sh-shit.â
âShut up and take it.â And you canât escape his unforgiving thrusts even if you wanted to. âNo one knows this cute cunt like this. You like this.â Unable to run away with the arm around your hip, the fingers relentless on your puffy clit. âBecause this sloppy pussy is mine, Iâm the only one fuckinâ her like this.â Teeth latching onto any inch of skin he could reach, rock-hard cock sliding in and out in and- Like he wanted you to stay. Needed you to stay.Â
âAnd mâgonna fuck you till thereâs no divorce in that pretty lilâ mind.â
⥠NANAMI KENTO - Gentleman?
âYou think you deserve respect?â
Whoever told you that Nanami was perfect - the epitome of a gentleman - was the biggest liar youâve ever encountered. Because theyâve clearly never had to work together with that uptight, scrutinizing, overly-strict son of a-
âYes, I fuckinâ deserve respect.â you spit, the words coming out a bit more breathless than you wanted. Nanamiâs office desk cool against your cheek, ass grinding traitorously into his throbbing erection. âNot that youâd know anything about it.â
Heâs leaning down to whisper hotly against your ear, âI do. But-â And oh Nanamiâs gripping your waist like it was the only thing keeping his sanity tethered to him. Pulling your sloppy pussy closer to him. â-you really think you deserve respect even when youâre being such a slut fâme?â
And maybe youâre an idiot - maybe youâre a mastermind.Â
Because in one, fluid motion youâre gripping his silk tie to pull Nanami impossibly closer. That low, throaty groan going straight to your quivering cunt as you grit out, âYes, sir.â
Several things happen at once - the first being that you learn that Nanamiâs ties are soft. Comfortable, even, as he hastily pulls off the damn things, wrapping it around your wrists. Tight.Â
You gasp at the realization that youâre now bound and completely vulnerable, pinned to the desk by his weight. Exactly where he wanted you.Â
âThis,â he huffs, amusement bleeding into his words. â-is more like it.â
God, you hated him. You hated his rubbing up against your back through that sinfully tight shirt as he pools your sweet juices on his fat head. You hated the way he was dragging it lazily, up and down up and down. Teasing. Calculated. Watching all your cute reactions.Â
Fuck, you needed him.
âAre you just fucking talk-â
You barely get to finish the sentence before heâs ramming his aching cock inside your sopping pussy. Not even moments later, as he fucks you into the desk. Like he was trying to break it. Break you.Â
Hips colliding with yours over and over and over, you were only thankful that these walls were sound-proofed. Because otherwise, the entire office building would be hearing all your delirious moans. Breath ragged, mind spinning, only babbling out, âFuck fuck fuck- sâdeep. Can feel you so- hngh- good-â
âYeah? Sâgood.â Nanami huffs out a laugh at how perfect you were for him. Pussy sucking him up so well that it was impossible to tear his eyes from the sinful sight. âAnd you still expect me to treat you like a lady?â
Making you wish more and more that the people who always tittered in the coffee room about Nanami being the âperfect gentlemanâ could see this right now. How he was talking to you so fucking mean and splitting you apart on his cock even meaner.
âHah- f-fuck you.â And the only thing you can do is pull uselessly at the restraint around your wrist, knowing itâs a pathetic attempt. As if to drive the point deeper, Nanami purposefully pulls you up by the tie, using it as leverage to bounce you back into his thrusts like some fucktoy - his favorite one, of course.
You yelp at the change in angle, his swollen cock dragging so dizzyingly against all the right spots. Pounding into you, deep. Disrespectful - like he promised.
âFuck me?â he clicks his tongue and scoffs so uncharacteristically. Then again, Nanami was always out of character with you. âLast time I checked, I-â One, harsh thrust. â-was the one fucking you. Like a slut.â
âAt least this âslutâ,â itâs hard to speak with the way he was fucking pushing into your lungs. âCan do a better job than you.â You crane your neck to glare at him as best you could. âYou call this fucking?â
Then itâs like something snapped. Several somethings, in fact.
Nanamiâs tie, his sanity, you by the end of this.
And before you know it, youâre on your back, splayed out sinfully on top of the desk. Nanamiâs heavy cock pulling out just to throw you around how he pleased, immediately burying back into your sloppy pussy like it killed him to stay apart.Â
âLittle bitch. Always testinâ me.â heâs grunting, drawing urgent, frenzied little patterns on your clit - not even circles because for once in his life, Nanami was too impatient. Too depraved. âAlways fuckinâ getting on my nerves with your smart mouth and-â Hips getting so filthy, a rough, maddening tandem. âSlutty lilâ skirts.â
Once he started, Nanami couldnât stop - he couldnât stop his movements, so desperate to get you off. And he couldnât stop his words either.
âWanâed this so bad. So fucking bad.â Words slurring. Maddening - like a man possessed. âCosâ youâre such a fucking bitch nâ I wanted to bend you over and shut you up at every meeting we had. Didnât care for an audience.â
Heâs milking himself on your dripping cunt with reckless abandon, groaning at the way youâre taking each slam of his hips so well. Bruising on your ass, your swollen clit, your mouth as Nanami hisses out little profanities into it. Like a mantra.Â
âMmpf- fuck, K-Ken. Sâtoo much oh my god. Feels so-.â
Knock! Knock! Knock!
âHey there, Mr. Nanami. Mâjust here to confirm that the team meeting will be here in five?â A voice, unassuming from outside the door.
âYeah. Jusâ come in then, weâll be ready in five.â You donât know what youâre reeling more from - the looming interruption or Nanamiâs next words. Cock still unforgiving. Disrespectful. Turning to you as he whispers against your lips, âBetter get done, you little slut. Before HR finds out why we have so many debriefs here.â
⥠GETO SUGURU - To kill? To ruin.
âSo, you couldnât kill me. Now what, pretty?â
Your eyes stay locked on the cult leader sat in front of you. The way his inky hair framed that relaxed smile - too relaxed. His arm bruising around your waist, tight to keep you from escaping. Long lashes fluttering so enticingly as he waited for your answer.Â
Your target.Â
Unfairly beautiful - even with the knife at his throat, his own just inches away from your neck.Â
And you donât know if youâre even breathing - or if he is either. Waiting to see how one word could change everything. How youâd end up killing each other, a bloodbath. Or-
Or how youâd end up spread so shamefully on Getoâs tatami floors, legs dangling off his strong shoulders. Poor pussy so bloated with his cum already. Hands scrambling to grip onto the floor - his biceps - his hair - just anything to keep yourself from losing your fucking sanity while he fucks you like heâs lost his.Â
Over and over and- Youâve lost track of time now, itâs been hours, both of you barely lucid at this point.Â
âAwww, what happened? Shy?â heâs tutting mockingly in your ear, acting as if youâve got the capability to form any coherent sentences right now. âNâ you were so feisty earlier.â
âF-fuck ah- you.â you manage to choke out, teary and barely coherent with the hand wrapped around your throat. Only growing tighter with each cute lilâ whine leaving your swollen lips.Â
âHa! Guess youâre still feisty.â Geto lets out a breathy laugh, unsure where to look at - how you were staring up at him with such sultry, defiant eyes or the way your heavenly cunt was sucking him like anything but. Puffy folds bulging obscenely around him. So messy and wet, painted white with this cum. âFeisty enough to gimme another one?â
Hell, Geto doesnât even know if he can cum again - but that sinful little pool of cum spreading on the floor makes some primal, raw part of himself think he just might will it out of himself. Or die trying.Â
Messy. So messy.Â
âD-die trying?â you repeat breathlessly, more to yourself than Geto. Oops- had he said that out loud?Â
Oh, Geto was having way too much fun with this. Way too much fun with how you were so overstimulated and fucked dumb. Watching as you wonder how you were the one supposed to assassinate him, but might just not make it out alive yourself. Â
âMhm.â he grins, at how cockdrunk you were, squeezing your throat tighter. Blood roaring in your eyes, vision spotty now. âDie trying, or cum fâme first. Your choice.â
Heâs fucking you so mean. So hard that you were sure the creases of the tatami mat would be there on your back even tomorrow. Getoâs warm cum dribbling down your legs, nothing but rough, lewd squelches from below. Sloppy and addicting.Â
âI- donât-â
âI d-donât.â he mocks your delirious little stammers. Biting down on your neck, hard. âShut up.â Thrusts only getting sharper, more calculated - like it personally offended him you were even able to talk this much. Hand squeezing tighter and tighter- âJusâ cum if you wanna breathe, pretty.â
âBut I donât think I hngh- can!â you sob, nails clawing at his wrist pathetically. Vision blanking, dripping pussy only sucking him more desperately.Â
And Geto really canât help but spread your swollen folds apart with his thumb, watching the way his seed oozes out of your fluttering hole. A lewd ah! ah! ah! leaving your lips each time he fucks it deeper and deeper. Fingers barely grazing your throbbing clit, so sensitive that even that was too much.Â
Cunt so embarrassingly needy that it was almost difficult for Geto to move inside you, milking his cock too well. Too overstimulated. He didnât care of course - it just made it all the more fun - but oh it made his dick twitch so wildly inside your gummy walls. Balls squeezing painfully as he snaps his hips faster. More purposeful.
Fuck. Heâs strong.Â
âBut-â
 âJust shut up and cum.â
And then you canât help it - you are.Â
Creaming all over Getoâs cock, his unforgiving unforgiving cock. Body moving before your mind as a hand shoots out to grab his pale neck. Dangerous. Wrapping so deliciously as you pull him down, nails digging into skin so hard it could draw blood.Â
You didnât care if you did - wouldâve enjoyed it even. Enjoyed it more as you kissed him, hard.Â
âFuck you. Fuck you fuck you, I should kill you.â you wheeze into his open mouth. All tongue and tears, and thick, hot ropes of Getoâs cum. Painting your already-overfilled pussy white, like heâs cumming harder than he has his entire life. Like he hadnât been pumping your poor cunt full of his seed all these past hours. âI should kill you.â
And you can only take it.Â
Only keen at the way his nails leave neat little crescents on your neck, breath coming in short gasps. Geto pushing all the air out of your lungs with each thrust. Each ram of his thick, relentless cock.Â
âYeah. Kill me.â Smirking, voice shot and just dripping with such danger - one that didnât bode well for your poor cunt. âBut only if you arenât able to cum fâme one more time.â
⥠CHOSO KAMO - âYou seriously like this?â
Those were the first words out of your mouth - bewildered ones, at that.Â
Because, sat on top of the fidgeting special grade, pinning him to the ground with your weight, the last thing you expected was to feel his achingly hard erection. Already so damp, and hot against your ass - drawing a sinful little hiss from Chosoâs pretty lips as you grinded experimentally against it.Â
He liked this.
And you did, too.Â
And you certainly didnât expect to find yourself mere moments later, panties just pushed to the side so you can be split apart on his aching cock. Hands gripping his chest, your hips rocking down against his like such a slut.
âH-hah- fuck fuck fuck, youâre so fucking messy, baby.â Choso lets out a guttural groan, jaw dropping into a soft little oh! at the heavenly sight of his cock sliding in and out of your dripping cunt. In and out in and out in and-
Cunt clenching at how beautiful he was underneath you - cheeks flushed, dark hair undone, sticking to his forehead as Choso bucks his hips wildly to meet yours. Absolutely wrecked. âYeah? Look whoâs ngh- talking.â you smirk.Â
âF-fuck you.â
âOh?â you taunt. âLast time I checked, Iâm hah- the one riding you.â
At your words, heâs huffing softly - so different from how he fucking up into your ravaged cunt a jagged, sharp thrust. Eyes twinkling at the way he knocks all the air out of your lungs with the sheer stretch. Somehow, you have a distinct feeling that if this was his way to shut you up then you really didnât mind.
âSo what?â he spits. Fingers reaching across to roll against your throbbing clit, over and over in hasty little circles. âSo what if youâre riding me like a cute lilâ whore? Iâm the one oh fuck- messing up your insides.â
And then heâs bucking his wildly up into yours like heâs trying to prove something. Toned pelvis bruising on your own, breath ragged and youâre wondering whether Choso can even remember to breathe. Too focused on marking you up from the inside, feeling the way your plushy cunt squeezes and milks him dry.Â
âI could f-flip us over so ngh- fucking easily.â he grunts, breathing ragged. âTake over s-so easily. Take this pretty pussy all I want. But no, yâlook too pretty like this, baby.âÂ
You knew he could. Without even breaking a sweat, in fact, if his iron-hold grip on your hips told you anything.Â
Strong - he was so strong.Â
âThen why- ah! donât you?â
You had half the mind to wonder whether Choso let you pin him down just because he wanted to- but you donât get to ponder about it for too long. Because no sooner has the thought entered your mind before heâs running his mouth.Â
âShit, because I could cum from jusâ this sight.â Talking, like he couldnât stop. In awe. âOh? You hah- like being praised, no? Can feel you squeezing the fuckinâ life outta me. Hell, I can ngh- see you.â
And God, itâs so embarrassing the way he could read you so well. Immediately babbling out little praises about how good your gummy walls felt and how pretty you were. How he didnât give a fuck if this was breaching your regulations as a sorcerer, he could do this forever and ever and-
âShit!â itâs all you can do to keen and buck desperately as he easily finds that one spot that has you seeing stars. Alternating between hitting that spot with each and every rough thrust, and toying with your swollen clit. âShut up- shut up shut up-â
You didnât want him to - and Choso knew that, of course.
He chuckles, âAww, shy, baby? You donât have to be.âÂ
âFuck you,â you manage to grit out, despite your burning face. Your steadily dwindling sanity. âMânot shyâ
He gives your ass a quick smack! before speeding up. You shiver and he thinks you look so pretty, gasping for air as he pushes into your lungs. So pretty that Choso canât help but pull you into a kiss.Â
âThen just let me ruin you. Please, wanâ it so bad. So badly, fuck-â Relentless - barely even a kiss, like he was continuing the fight from before. Teeth and desperation and cries of the otherâs name. Looping an arm around your waist to keep you from running - because this might just be the only fight you didnât want to escape from. âFuckinâ use me. Just use me.â
Itâs like magnetism, not even a hairâs breadth between you two. You donât know whoâs getting filthier - you or Choso. Your hips are stuttering and sloppy, and so are his own.Â
Nails raking down his chest, leaving deep, red marks. And heâs marking you in his own way - a little revenge - sharp canines biting down your neck. Intoxicating. Both of you barely even lucid as you chase the otherâs high, trying to get them to break first.Â
This fight, however, you lose.
Because it only takes one, two harsh thrusts before youâre covering Choso in all your sweet sweet juices. The realization that he looks so pretty with your slick glistening on his abs hitting you before the fact that you squirted. Covering him, dripping off his milky skin. So fucking filthy that it made you feel so sinfully dirty to do something like this on a mission.
And you still are - using him over and over to chase peak after peak on his cock. His thick, relentless cock. One that only twitches dangerously at the sight, a fucked-out little giggle leaving him.Â
âGot hngh- o-one win under my belt. Shit, yerâ so pretty, now show me what you can do, lilâ sorcerer.â
⥠RYOMEN SUKUNA - Unforgiving
âWhy should I?â You blink up tearily at the towering monster in front of you - or rather, your king, you should say. Big arms crossed, bare legs spread, his cock buried deep in your dripping pussy, so so hard and angry even after all these hours. Unmoving. âIâm not a toy.â
Not that heâd ever be the king of you.Â
But itâs times like this - when heâs looking at you like youâre more a plaything than human, cum dribbling down your legs, poor cunt so overfilled, - is when you think, shit, you might just not make it out alive.
Sukuna grins, âItâs either you do it yourself or nothing. Mânot gonna help such a disobedient slut.âÂ
The only response you give him is such a heated glare, one that does nothing but make his smirk grow wider - cock twitching so ferally inside you. Teasing you for so long before telling you to do it yourself. He liked this.
âOh but,â he pauses. Looking you right in the eyes as he spits on your pussy once. Twice. Adding to the mess of cum and slick down below, barely giving a fuck about the expensive sheets.
And you didnât want to like it - you refused to like it. But shit, the way Sukuna smeared his saliva all over your sloppy pussy, stuffed and bulging around his thick cock, had you squirming like such a slut. âIâll give ya a little help.â
Yeah, he liked this. Loved it, even.
Loved this familiar little song and dance - the way his prettiest lilâ consort was more bark than bite, snapping at him. But so so pliant when youâre split apart on his massive cock, jaw slack, eyes rolling to the back of your head, cunt sucking him up so maddeningly good. Needy for more of his cum. Loved how you donât even register it - the way youâre grinding and dragging your pussy on his dick. Deeper. Harder.Â
Loved how your eyes snap open when you realize, giving him that beautiful stare that told him to âfuck offâ a thousand times over.
âAwww, nâ you were having so much fun.â he coos, shutting up whatever insult was on the tip of your tongue with a quick smack! to your ass. âTime fâme to teach you a lilâ lesson, brat.â
And then heâs pounding into you like a madman - heavy balls smacking your skin. Wrapping his big arms around your waist to keep you still, because God he was so mean. So rough. Enough to bruise.
Warm, you were already so warm with his seed, the feeling so addictive that Sukuna canât help but fuck it deeper and deeper into you. Wanting - needing - nothing more than to give you more.Â
âFuck you.â Is all you can manage to get out. Sukunaâs swollen cock too big, the stretch too sinful, his hips so unforgiving. He always made you feel like such a cumslut. âI d-donât need to hngh- be taught anything.âÂ
Itâs all that takes for his hands to wrap around your throat, like something snapped. Fingernails sharp, right over your racing pulse. He could kill you. And oh it was like you were asking for it, too - but he wouldnât. Canât. Instead crashing his lips onto yours, shutting you up before you dug your grave even deeper.
âSo mouthy. Such a shame this heavenly pussy is on such a fucking bitch.â he nips at your bottom lip, teasing. Dangerous. âI should kill you right now for your disrespect.â Suddenly so much meaner with his thrusts, so calculated and controlled. Bucking his hips up wildly to hit that one spot he knew too well. Over and over and- âBut I wonât.â
Shing!Â
You never dared to come to the kingâs chambers unprepared, of course.
âThen I will.â you held that sharpened comb to his neck. Sharp, digging ever-so-slightly into this skin. Pathetic in comparison to his nails, you knew, but something - anything - to keep this monster in check.Â
But Sukuna saw - he saw that little wobble in your lips, the way your hands falter minutely when he laughs. Laughs like he didnât have an impromptu knife to his neck right now, like this cute lilâ human wasnât the first one in eons to pose a threat to his life.Â
Because he knew.
He could feel it - the way your dripping cunt squeezing his achig cock, rocking to meet his merciless cadence. Eyes glassy, drool dripping down the corner of your mouth, so fucking needy and on the edge. And he wondered if you knew - what a perfect little slut you were being for him. Exactly what heâs been looking for.Â
âOh shut up.â Sukuna murmurs, hot against ear. âYou canât kill me, you pathetic little human.â
âI can.â
And because you donât know whatâs good for you, youâre holding the knife tighter to his neck, wondering how the hell you havenât drawn blood yet. Close. Just one flick of the wrist. So close.
His fingers snake down to your swollen clit, pressing down. Hard.Â
âStop actinâ up nâ just cum fâme.â
And it was so embarrassing. Embarrassing the way he couldnât bat a lash at your pathetic attempt to take down the king of curses. Embarrassing how thatâs all it takes for you to see stars behind your eyes, blood roaring in your ears as you cum so desperately around his cock.Â
You all but scream Sukunaâs name - just a strangled, breathy mess of moans and tears. So fucking overstimulated that it hurt so good.Â
Sukuna wasnât any better - though, heâd never admit it. But you were so pretty for him, all teary whines and your tight pussy trying so greedily to milk the soul out of him, that he just canât help but cum.Â
âFuck fuck fuck. Take it.â Balls squeezing painfully, dick twitching wildly. Again and again, sloppily pumping thick, hot ropes into your quivering pussy. âYou donât fuckinâ deserve it- but hah- take it-â
And youâre so cockdrunk and dizzy with the feeling of him filling you up - dripping down your legs, pooling in a sinful little patch underneath you - that you barely even feel the nails tightening around your throat. Knife knocked to the ground. Though, you think youâre so delirious that you might not have minded either way.
âTried to kill your lord, huh?â Sharp. Dangerous. âI think you need more than jusâ one lesson, brat.â
⥠GOJO SATORU - Liar liar
Now, Gojo loved your smart mouth.Â
Ever since those glory days from high school - he always has. He loved how it was always ready with a bitchy comment about his blindfold and an even bitchier smirk afterward. Always so hot-headed, always so fucking gorgeous.Â
But Gojo loved your mouth even more when it was just inches away from his, telling him to just shut the fuck up before âYaga hears and realizes that two of his teachers have gone missing.â
Oh, you looked so pretty for him all splayed out over your desk, papers askew, office door just closed - but not locked. Your pretty cunt so messy and just dripping through your panties already. He just couldnât help but tease you a little bit.Â
âDoes it matter?â he hums, pulling the drenched fabric aside just enough to drag his leaking tip up and down your puffy cunt. Barely teasing your sloppy slit. Hands just everywhere, goosebumps racing down where your skirt was flipped up.
âOf course it fucking-â
âAh ah.â he interrupts your little rant. Breath hot against your mouth, âSomeone might hear.â
God you could fucking smack him right now - not that it would be of any use, of course, with limitless. But you had a nagging little feeling that Gojo would turn it off for the moment, just to feel that cute smack against his face anyway. âFuck you, Satoru.â
Instead, youâre crashing your lips onto his. So filthy with the way itâs just a mess of teeth and saliva - seething. Barely even noticing the way youâre pulling his angry, throbbing cock closer, heels digging into his slutty waist.Â
âYouâre all big talk but youâre just a-â heâs reeling his hips back, so filthy on purpose with the way heâs letting his weeping head smear precum all over your hips. â-desperate little-â Fat cock surging forward to stretch at your swollen folds. â-slut.â
âFuck off.â
âNo, mâfucking you.â
Nothing more is said before Gojoâs bullying his massive cock into your tight pussy. Head falling into the crook of your neck with a low groan as he ruts into you in jagged, tight little thrusts.
Like he wanted to tear you apart. Like he was holding back.Â
âF-fuck. Mânot a fucking-â you moan at the burning stretch. So delicious with the way he was drawing quick, methodical little circles on your throbbing clit. âSlut.â
Because of course you couldnât keep your mouth shut - not even when Gojo was fucking you dumb on his cock.Â
And itâs all you can do to just sit there and take it as he thrusts his hips harder. It almost felt like heâd deemed you unworthy of allowing you to adjust. Hands locking around your hips to sit you all pretty on the desk while he slides his cock in and out in and out in and-
âFucking liar.âÂ
âWh-what?â
âThis one-â Gojo draws his hand back ever-so-slightly from your poor, abused clit. Palm facing your sloppy pussy like he was going to-
Smack!
â-is honest with me.â
You donât even know if youâre in the proper state of mind to respond to that - and you donât even want to try. To embarrass yourself. As if the way you were letting out strangled gasps of Gojoâs name, hips bucking wildly, wasnât pathetic enough.Â
âGod, you love this, huh?â heâs panting, like the way your gummy walls were squeezing the ever-loving life out of his thick cock had broken open some dam. âShit. Do you even realize how much you love this?â he glances down at your messy pussy. Your sweet sweet juices smearing and spreading in a lewd little pool on the table below. âSweetheart, youâre just drooling everywhere.â
And as if that wasnât unfair enough, Gojo goes suspiciously quiet for a beat. One. Two.Â
Before spitting a steady stream of saliva to the mess down below, awestruck at the way your cunt clenches and quivers like such a slut.Â
âHngh- oh my god. T-Toru. Fuck!â
âSee? Ya love it.â heâs speeding up. And you donât know whatâs more erratic - his fingers on your swollen cunt, so frenzied they were like a blur, or his hips. Leaving marks with how mean he was being. Merciless. Fucking merciless. Massaging all the right spots inside, no reason or rhyme. âFucking liar, so pretty takinâ all of me. Canât even handle me properly.â Running on just the thought of you and getting you off and you you you-
Smack!
âDid ya know you try to squeeze the soul out of me every time I smack this cute lilâ pussy?â he chuckles, the complete opposite of how his cock was so mean. âShe canât get enough of me. Really love this cock, huh?â
You grit out, âI fuckinâ hate you-â
And as if to prove something, heâs giving your swollen pussy another smack! Right over where your clit was so pulsing and angry. White-hot shocks of pleasure going all the way from Gojoâs fingertips to your hazy mind.Â
âShe might just love me as much as you do.â
And when you cum, youâre cumming so hard you didnât know whether youâd make it out alive. Riding your high on Gojoâs unforgiving cock. Wave after wave that have you so cockdrunk and delirious that youâre worried that someone could-
Click! âIs anyone-â
Your back hits the mattress before you can react - before you even think to wonder what the fuck just happened. Before the smell of pine and candy hits your senses and it hits you that shit those navy blankets look too familiar.Â
âSatoruâŠâ you glance up from Gojoâs bed at the man himself looming over you. Cock still buried so deep in your cunt, rocking so hard into you that the mattress creaks in protest. You can barely choke out, âD-did you just hah- teleport us-â
âYeah.â he sounded so infuriatingly smug. âDecided mânot letting you go till you start being as honest as this cute pussy.â
A/N. Plagiarism not authorized.
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Sypnosis . What happens when they find out you have a friend thatâs a little too comfortable with you. / Pairings . (Separate) Nanami Kento x f!reader, Gojo Satoru x f!reader, Toji Fushiguro x f!reader, Choso Kamo x f!reader. / Content . afab!reader, possessiveness, toxic men, rough sex, reader is oblivious to someone flirting with her, praise, overstim, degrading, non-curse au, dirty talk, filth, mention of squirting, spitting, etc. / wc . 7.8k
A/N: Nanami lovers are about to eat GOOD with this one & writing this cured my depression abt Choso. This is based on this anon req btw; JJK men finding out about a close male friendâ not proofread, there may be a lot of errors⊠[MDNI]
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Choso Kamo
âMine, mine, mine, mine,â Is just about all Choso could grunt against your lips as he fucked you down into the mattress. âYou understand that, no? Youâre all mine, princess.â
Panting heavily, nails scraping at his back, pussy stuffed full of cum that was dripping out and down onto the bed so messilyâ Choso had you ruined all because he found out you had some guy friend who may have flirted with you today.
âFuckinâ answer me,â Choso groans. His lips are right against yours, cock buried inches deep into your cunt as your legs remained sprawled out for him.
âY-Yes, C-Choso-, fuck!â You moan into the air, eyes watering at how rough your husband was being with you.
His head tipped to the side, âWho the fuck did that guy think he was, huh? Flirting with you like youâre not my goddamn wife.â
âC-Choso, p-please-,â
âPlease what?â He growls, voice just as rough as his thrusts were with you, âToldâ you I didnât like that guy months ago.â
Your jaw simply hands open, eyes hardly on your lover above you, âMâsorry.â
Choso scoffs, âI know you are. You should be.â He huffs as his balls slap against your skin with each thrust.
Panting, you gasp out his name, âChosoâŠâ You utter just as a big pout pulls at your lower lip, eyes doe-like as you gaze up at the man.
He cocks his head to the side and his eyes narrow at him, his dick twitching wildly inside you, âDonât fuckinâ pouttt,â He coos, âYâlet that guy hug you like that today ând you thought I was gonna be okay with that?â
You shake your head and a whine slips out, âN-No, but-â
âShut up. I wasnât done talkinâ.â Choso cuts off meanly, rolling his eyes afterward, âMonths Iâve been tellinâ you to distance yourself from him and yet here we are...â His body presses into yours and you whimper, feeling his hands grip your thighs tight enough to leave marks.
âChoso.â You call out, as if thatâll give you a second to escape him.
He holds back a whine that nearly escapes his throat due to how pretty you looked beneath him. Even upset with you, his cock pulsed and throbbed inside you by the mere sight of you whimpering below him.
âFuck, I love you baby but damn,â He almost smiles at you, âI thought we talked about this?â
You take a deep breath, âW-We did, I just-â
Chosoâs cock hits in deep, pelvis smacking against you constantly, âIf you make another excuse for him mâgonna stop,â He tells you, hips slowing for only a second.
âN-No. Donât stop, please.â You beg before moving your arms to wrap tighter around his neck and tug him closer.
âMmmh,â He pouts to mock you but canât deny the fact that the way you tugged him closer to you has his mind growing hazy for a second, âDonât stop?â Choso asks.
He continues to slow down anyway, not yet coming to a halt but thrusts turning languid and listening to how your pussy messily slicks up his skin.
âPlease, Cho, m-mâclose.â You whisper, eyes silently begging him.
âAre you?â Choso questions, voice deeper than ever as he smirks, âYâgonna cum fâme again? Wet up my cock so I can send that asshole a picture ând show him whose dick youâre begginâ for every night? Huh?â
Your back arches up off the bed a bit and your legs begin to cage around Chosoâs waist, âHahh, mmgh, t-thatâs so⊠mean, Cho,â You whine in response, pouting again as your eyes water.
His pace had picked back up and you were being fucked into the mattress, a filthy mess of cum dripping down onto the bed below where the two of you were connected.
âMean?â Choso echoes, the coldness of the wedding ring heâs got on his finger pressing further into your legs and making you shudder, âBaby⊠I can show you mean.â
You slide a hand up into his hair and pull his face closer to yours, attempting to kiss him, âChosoâŠâ
He avoids your little gesture and teases you with a smile as he pulls up a little, âI could send him a video.â
âChoso please,â You frown at your husbandâs sudden suggestion.
His dripping tip knocks against the hilt of your cunt, stuffing you full over and over before he finally let out a sigh, âTch, fine. I wonât,â Choso hums, leaning closer to your face just like you originally wanted him to before whispering, âBut donât let me catch you around him again, okay?â
You nod and your eyes drop to his lips, âOkay.â
âMh,â Choso hums against you as he finally gives you a slight kiss, feeling how you whine at the loss of the gentle contact when he pulls away, âNow tell me you love me, baby.â
Youâre saying it faster than you could even process, âI love you, Cho.â
Oh his entire body reacts to thatâ hips drawing back, tip teasing your folds for a moment as he taunts you, âYeah?â
âMhmmm,â You hum eagerly.
His head tips to the side and he smirks, angling himself so that his cockhead bumps up against your clit, âHow much?â
âLove you sâmuch,â You mumble, a slight whines leaving your throat after.
âAww, do you? Yâlove me so much?â Choso coos. His voice was as deep as ever but soft with you nonetheless before he moves his lips to your ear and shifts his cock back down to your twitching hole. Easing himself back in, âOr do you jusâ love gettin fucked like this?â Choso whispers.
The delicious stretch his cock created as it pushed back inside you had you gasping, âB-Both.â
âBoth, huh?â Choso scoffs and his lips press against the shell of your ear, âFuckinâ slut.â
Then heâs dragging his hips back and rutting them down into you with haste, listening to how each thrust makes you gasp and moan. You were so cute when you couldnât handle him.
Your nails scratched at his scalp and his upper back, leaving bright red marks on his skin and making him hiss. Bulging cock sinking in and out of you so hard that all you could do was hold onto him and moan.
âH-HhgnnâŠâ You cry outâ cunt tightening around him and earning a deep groan.
âFuuuck, almost forgot you love that,â Choso huffs, the corner of his lips twitching into a smirk, âYâlike it when Iâm mean tâyou, huh?â
âAh, mgh, y-yeah,â Your voice comes in a sultry whimper and Choso groans again with how tight your pussy was clinging onto his cock, sucking him in deeper than he could handle.
His breath grows hot against your ear, âSâthat why you let him hug you? You wanted to piss me off?â Thrusting harder and harder with his questions, your eyes begin to roll back.
âM-Maybe,â You manage to respond with a fucked-out smile taking over your expression.
âMaybe? Fuck, youâre so cute, baby.â Choso purrs, âIf you wanted me to fuck you like I hate you and call you a slut, all you had to do was ask.â
And then heâs doing just as heâs describedâ plump cockhead abusing your sweet spot by hitting it over and over, âH-Hahh, ah, nngh, t-thatâs-, fuck, e-embarrassing Cho.â
Choso chuckles, âAskinâ for me to do somethinâ Iâve done before during sex isnât embarrassing, baby. Yâknow Iâll do anything you ask of me.â
You start pouting all over again, babbling an âMâsorry,â Without really understanding why youâre still apologizing.
âMhm. Prove it by squirtinâ on me again,â Choso tells you before moving to sit up. He then tugs your thighs over his and fuck does the tip of his dick make you see stars for a second as he repositions himself slightly.
His hands grip onto your hips and he continues his rough pace like itâs nothing, hair disbelieved with a few dark stands sticking to his forehead.
âCho,â You say in attempt to convince him to slow down for a moment.
Unfortunately for you, your voice only drives him crazier. You were so whiney, it caused blood to rush to the head of his cock and his balls to acheâ everything about you was intoxicating.
âIâll send your lilâ friend a picture of these messy ass sheets afterward, âkay?â Choso pants, lips parting as he releases a slight moan from your pussy dripping all over him. Such a messy girl you were, not that heâd prefer you any other way.
âChoso.â You manage almost sternly, sending him a pointed look.
He pouts and decides to play innocent as if his cock wasnât currently tearing you apart, âDonât scold me, I gotta do something, baby.â
Rolling your eyes, you reach a hand down and graze his pelvisâ making a fail of an attempt at pushing him away, âSânot nice.â
Choso snaps his hips forward as if to make a point and fuck his frustrations right into you, âGood thing mânot tryinâ to be fuckinâ nice then, right?â
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Nanami Kento
Who swears he was never a jealous man. He's seen the way people look at you time and time again and never has he batted an eye-- why would he? Nanami's confident in himself enough to know that no other man would come in and steal your heart the way he has.
And such confidence remained up until today.
After a long day of work, there's nothing more he wants to come home to than his lovely girlfriend who he's been infatuated with for years now. Yet, today was different.
Walking into the shared apartment, unlike normal, you didn't come running up to him with a hug and a million kisses. Odd, he thought to himself, followed by a call of your name that echoed throughout the home.
"In the kitchen, Ken," You replied back, the sweet sound of your voice making him smile as he puffed out a sigh.
He's not sure where the momentary worry came from but it subsided as he figured you may have been busy with something. As Nanami takes his jacket off, he moves a hand to losen his tie, soon raking a hand through his hair afterward.
The house was awfully quiet, void of sounds of cooking or your voice-- which was, again, odd. Stepping out of his shoes, Nanami steadily makes his way to the kitchen, soon spotting you and feeling a thousand pounds of stress lift off of his shoulders at the mere sight of you.
And in a sundress no less. You were on your phone, fingers tapping away at the screen with a slight smile on your face, your body bent forward against the kitchen counter with your back arched ever so slightly as you stood comfortably.
The sound of footsteps approaching you made you turn your head toward you boyfriend and flash him a loving smile. "Hi Kento, how was work?" You chirped sweetly.
"Fine, my love. How was home?" Nanami replied sweetly as he leaned down to you. A sudden buzz from your phone made you move your gaze and Nanami found himself giving you a slight peck on your lips but your eyes were elsewhere.
Whatever was on your phone must've been quite intriguing. "Home was wonderful. I did some cleaning today so..." You trail off and Nanami just gazes at you as your words fade away.
His brows begin to push together, "So...?"
You blink a few times, fingers tapping away at your screen yet again, "So uh," Trying to focus on both your boyfriend and the male you were texting at the same time was proving to be rather difficult for you.
Hence why Nanami sighs heavily and moves a hand to your back, caressing you gingerly, "Everything alright, love?"
You nod, "Mhm... Sorry about that, Ken. What was I saying again?" You ask as you turn to him with curious eyes.
He gazes at you, wondering how your attention could be so diverted. This was unusual coming from you but he shrugs it off, "You were telling me about how you cleaned up today?"
"Oh! Yes, I was gonna say I felt rather productive today," You finally get out before, again, turning away and to your phone.
Nanami nods his head, "I see. Is there something going on, sweetheart?"
You chuckle, "What? No, why?"
For a moment, your boyfriend does nothing more than watch how consumed you are by the conversation taking place through text on your phone. "You seem awfully distracted, is all," He sighs.
"Ohhh, no," You smile, "It's just this coworker of mine was wondering why I didn't show up today and then he and I-"
"He?" Nanami echoes aloud mistakenly. He hadn't meant to voice that, it was more of a thought.
Slowly, your head turns to your boyfriend yet again and despite the smile on your face, your brows push together and your expression is skeptical, "Yes, Kento, he. Is that an issue?"
"No, of course not," Nanami shakes his head before glancing off to the side with a shrug, "I just wasn't aware you were so close with any of your male coworkers."
You blink, "I'm really not, it's just him."
For some reason, his heart pangs a bit as you say that, "Just him, huh?" Nanami hums to himself.
"Mhm," You nod. Then, ignoring the clear attitude this has brought on, you turn to your phone and return to your texting.
Steadily, Nanami's eyes trail back over to you and he watches you type before rolling his eyes. He's not even sure why this is bothering him but he then moves to stand behind you, his crotch pressing into your ass as he begins to crave more of your attention.
He's truly not used to it being on anyone else that's not him.
"And what are you two discussing now that's so..." His words trail for a minute, eyes dragging along the slight curve in your back as you remained arched perfectly in such an effortless way, "...Important," Nanami soon finishes with a sharp narrow of his eyes.
"Well, he asked to come over for some reason and I'm not really sure how to respond," You reply honestly as you stare at the most recently received text.
Nanami's head cocks back a bit and he scoffs, "He's asked to come over?"
You nod, "Yes."
There's a pause but then your boyfriend leans forward and you can feel his muscular thighs press into the back of yours as his torso leans over. A hand is placed on the counter beside your waist and you look back over your shoulder to see Nanami nearing you.
His gentle eyes meet yours, "Can I see?"
You grin innocently, having nothing to hide from him whatsoever, "Sure," Handing him your phone, Nanami doesn't hesitate to read the messages exchanged from the past hour or so, seeing that this coworker of yours has be trying to flirt with you for some time now.
"Hm," He hums, "Does he always refer to you as uh," He clicks his tongue and scoffs, "Pretty girl?"
You shrug, "Well, yes and I've asked him to stop-"
"And yet you keep talking to him instead of blocking his number?" Nanami cuts off faster than he means to, eyes flipping up from the phone and to your face.
You flash a sheepish little smile, not exactly understanding the issue here, "I mean, he is my coworker."
For a moment, the two of you just stare at one another. Nanami seems to be bothered but not exactly upset just yet, his brown eyes boring into yours as you have this completely clueless look on your face.
Weighing his head to the side ever so slightly, "...That enjoys flirting with you despite knowing you have a boyfriend?" Nanami finishes your statement for you questionably.
You bat your eyes at him and your brows go up, "W-Well-"
"Y'know what," Nanami places your phone down, "Why don't you invite him over?" He suddenly suggests.
Youâre taken all the way back by the sudden statement, giving your boyfriend nothing more than a blank stare before uttering a baffled, "Huh?"
"Tell him he can come over,â He repeats, sliding the phone toward your hands and then moving his own to his belt. Thereâs a slight shuffle as he unbuckles his belt, the simply clacks making your heart skip a steady beat as you realize where heâs going with this. âI'll should be done by the time he gets here,â Nanami says.
Again, you blink in a confused manner before taking your phone up and doing as heâs just suggestedâ telling your coworker he can make his way over to you.
After which, you turn off your phone and return your eyes back to your boyfriend whose hands were busy tossing his belt onto the nearby floor. Your eyes then dropped down to his crotch and you swayed your hips to the side a bit to get a better lookâ spotting the heavy tent in his pants and gulping at the sight.
âKentoâŠâ You hush out, earning a hum from him, âIs everything alright?â Your tone was so very soft and sappy with him, the sound making his heart ache in emotions beyond comprehension.
âOf course, my love,â He replies gently, sending you a quick smile, âI just need you right now, is that okay?â
Your gaze lifts and you meet his pretty brown eyes, lashes fluttering at how handsome he looks standing behind you, âYou know thatâs okay Ken, Iâm all yours.â
He just about forgets the idea of restraint after that statement of yours. Of course he knows youâre all his but hearing it come out of your mouth with zero hesitation even after having another man flirt with you wasâŠ
Well, it was reassurance. Reassurance Nanami didnât realize he enjoyed hearing.
Which is why he has you repeating similar phrases like that within the next few minutes as he fucks you into the kitchen counter.
Hips bruising with the way they were pressed into the counter edge, panties tugged to the side and nearly ripped off of you, back arched like a goddamn slut for your boyfriend, and messy folds stretched open as Nanami pounded his heavy cock into your tight holeâ you were soon on cloud nine.
âRepeat that for me love,â Nanami grunts, breath coming out in heavy pants as his hips clash into yours over and over and over again.
You could hardly breathe properly and your mind was all frazzled, nearly everything that came out of your mouth was a moan and yet he still expected you to speak to him.
âK-Kento,â You gasp his name in erotic breathes, âFuuuck, hahh, I⊠I said mâall yours,â
A sharper thrust is given in response to you, one of his hands gripping onto the bundled part of your dress at your lower back and the other coming down hard on your ass, âYeah? All mine to ruin, right?â Nanami huffs out.
All you could do was nod, âUhuh.â His hips were to damn harsh against your ass, thick cock drilling into your hole despite how lovingly he was speaking to you not too long ago.
âAll mine to fuck senseless,â Nanami continues, his aroused tone making your cunt tighten around him.
Your jaw falls open as he starts knocking into that sappy spot inside you, each thrust making your legs quake and the fat of your ass ripple against him, âYes Ken-, f-fuck.â You stammer, eyes watering and your nails scraping against the counter.
âOh darling,â He groans, tossing his head back and then moaning at how wet you were for him, how easy it was for his cock to slide in and out and in and out, âDo you have any idea what you to tâme? Huh?â Nanami huffs.
âMhmm,â You barely whine in response, your body jerking forward with his every mean thrust.
Steadily, he rolls his head back into place, eyes glancing down at the obscene stretch of your pussy lips around the shaft of his cock, âAre you sure? Yâknow it upsets me to see another man flirt with you,â He says, voice surprising sturdy despite how well youâre taking him.
âMâsorry Ken,â Youâre quick to apologize as if youâve done something wrong and your boyfriend frowns at you.
âHuh. No need to be sorry, sweetheart,â Nanami coos, and god you feel your legs drawing together at how gentle his tone is with you. âSânot your fault, you didnât do anything wrong,â He whispers.
Followed by which is the slight shift in his hips, angling his thrusts a little and causing your entire body to twitch below him. Nanami knows every inch of your body like the back of his hand.
How could he not? Heâs studied you very closelyâ hence why the slight shift causes the curve of his cock to just drill into you so hard that youâre seeing stars.
âMmgh, ahh, hahh, K-Kento,â You whine, your torso beginning to lift from the counter as if to try to escape his thrusts for a moment.
Jaw gone slack, drool slipping out of the corner of your mouth, nails scraping for some kind of hold, and legs shaking as they drew togetherâ you were losing your mind.
âHm?â Nanami replies so simply, too simply, as if he wasnât currently fucking the air out of your lungs.
You gasp and your voice grows airy, âFuck-, oh fuck⊠mâgonna cum again.â
He tilts his head and smiles, âAgain? Aw, youâre so messy for me today,â Nanami says before his hand shifts into the arch of your back and he presses you down onto the counter.
Pinned, you could no longer try and escape his mean thrusts for even a second. Nanami was relentless with you, cock fucking you full, pussy drooling against him, coating his veinsâ you couldnât even formulate proper sentences anymore.
âHhggnh, hahhh, ah, ahâŠâ You moaned loudly with not a single care in the world, eyes rolling back as your cheek pressed into the cold kitchen counter.
âSo loud too,â Nanami comments. Then heâs leaning closer to you, cock bottoming you out and making you gasp and whimper.
âKenn,â Is all you could say for a moment, eyes watering and breath leaving you.
His voice is suddenly next to your ear as his muscular frame leans over yours, âYes love? Iâm right here.â He emphasizes that last word with a deep thrust, making your legs nearly give out for a second.
âI know, I know-,â You babble, trying to pull your head away from his to escape his deep tone in your ear. âFuck, fuuck, I feel you sâdeep.â You whimper again, pouting while trying to catch a moment to breathe.
âMmhmm, feel me riiight there, huh?â Nanami asks. And god was he right where you wanted him, fat cockhead jerking into your sweet spot and turning your legs into utter mush beneath him.
âY-Yes, yes, m-mhmm,â Your squeeze shut and a tear rolls down your cheek, heavy pants leaving your throat, âShit.â
Nanami moves to kiss the crown of your ear lovingly, âAw, look at you. You close, pretty?â
Youâre quick to nod without second thought, âYes.â
âCâmon then,â His lips move and press against your ear, âGive it to me.â
And then youâre coming undone, repeating his name over and over, âK-Kento, Kento fuck-, Ken.â He loves it too, smiling against your ear as he grunts at the way your cunt throbs and twitches as you cum on his cock.
âHahh, you sound so pretty moaning my name like that,â He comments before pulling away from your ear, âLook at me while you do it this time,â He utters, earning a steady turn of your head as you angle it back to meet his gaze. Then he smiles at you, hips rolling into you and tip smearing against your gummy walls, âMhm, thaaatâs itâ good girl.â
âMmh, mmgh!â Your eyes flicker as he slows down to you can really feel him. âAhh⊠K-Ken,â You whisper.
His cock aches inside you, âRepeat that, whatâs my name?â
Struggling to keep your eyes open, you try your best to maintain eye contact, âKento.â
âWhose cock are you makinâ a mess on right now?â He questions, tone a but harsh with you as he drags his hips back.
Snapping them forward just as you answer him, you end up stuttering, âY-Yours Ken.â
âMhm,â His brows tense as he pulls back yet again. This time, he moves a hand around and grabs ahold of your jaw, tugging your body up off the counter a bit and your face closer to his, âLast question. Who do you belong to, hm?â
âY-You Kento, mâall yours,â You pant, lips wet with drool and eyes glossy from tears.
All Nanami does is flash a slight smile before heâs rutting his cock right back into you, watching and listening to the way oxygen leaves your lungs, âThatâs right. All fuckinâ mine.â Nanami groans, lips nearing yours with the way he pulls you closer to him. Then heâs whispering, âAnd your little coworkers gonna understand that after today.â
Just before his lips are on yours, you manage a staggered little, âW-What?â In question.
He chuckles, âOh, you didnât hear him? He knocked on the door a few minutes ago,â Nanami tells you, watching your entire face twist up as youâre too fucked out to really understand that. âIâm sure he heard you moaning my nameâŠâ
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Toji Fushiguro
âSo, you hate me, huh?â Toji dramatically huffs out as soon as the two of you enter your home again.
You groan and stomp off to your shared bedroom, trying to escape your annoyingly jealous husband due to whatâs recently occurred. Youâre apparently not allowed to be friends with his friendsâ or at least, not Shiu Kong allegedly.
Tojiâs quick to stride into the bedroom behind you, hands stuffed into his pockets as he watches you storm around the room with a smirk on his face. You were so cute when you were annoyed with him.
Tipping his head to the left, his eyes narrow at you snatching your jacket off as you tried to give him the silent treatment, âNot sure why youâre so upset, yâknow. I wasnât the one pressinâ my tits into someoneâs face,â He scoffs.
His hands lift out of his pockets and he crosses his arms over his beefy chest, eyes yet to leave your overly annoyed figure standing by the bed.
You send him a pointed glare before openly rolling your eyes at him, letting him know youâre upset.
Toji cocks his head back at the gesture and his brows raise, âFucksâ your problem, huh? Mad at me âcause of somethinâ you did?â
âNo, Fushiguro. Leave me alone,â You huff, frustrated frown etching its way across your lips.
âOhh, now she decides to speak? And she uses our last name to address me too?â Tojiâs baffled by your little attitude, a bit entertained, but baffled nonetheless.
You sigh loudly and move to grab your nearest sweatpants, âLeave me alone.â
âWhy, huh?â Toji scoffs, âYâmad about what I said to Shiu?â
Your eyes move to a slow blink before you click your tongue, âWell, seeing as you told him never to come around us again and that Iâm, apparently, ânot his fuckinâ friendâ, maybe.â
Toji doesnât react much to you mocking him and his expression stays relatively the same, âThe hell is wrong with my statement?â
âI made a mistake and you took it out on him,â You explain as you tug your sweats on and move to take your shirt off.
âNo, you both made a mistake ând Iâm takinâ it out on both of you.â Toji corrects. He was a bit more upset than he led on, âYour dumb ass leaned over him for some stupid fuckinâ water bottle and his eyes went to your tits as if it were second nature.â
You grit your teeth, âIt was an accident Toji.â
âNah, fuck that. Accident my goddamn ass, how many times has he looked at you like that, huh?â Your husband suddenly questions, sounding like he was implying something more as he took a step closer to the bed.
Your brows push together and you shrug, âI donât know-â
âOh and letâs not forget the way he grabbed your waist to, what?â He scoffs, ââHelpâ you? âKeep you steadyâ?â Toji continues, hardly giving you a second to even try and respond, âNot sure where yaâ brains at today doll, but Shiu is way too fuckinâ comfortable touchinâ you and I donât like it.â
You shoot him nothing more than a blank yet frustrated stare, âToji.â
His eyes are already on yours, giving you the same energy through his looks, âWhat?â
Sighing, âYouâre being dramatic.â You tell him.
That ticks him off just right because then his face is twisting up into a scowl, âDramatic? Iâm being fuckinâ dramatic? Girl donât piss me off,â Toji warns.
You find the nerve to laugh at him, âDonât piss you off? Toji youâve been whining about this all damn day. Itâs over now, isnât it?â
He decides to ignore your little jab at him and he steadily walks over to the side of the bed youâre standing at, âNo, itâs not. You havenât even apologized.â
You chuckle, âFor what?â
He finds himself standing not too far from you, glaring at your confused facial expression, âBeinâ mad at me for no damn reason, thatâs what.â
You roll your eyes at him again, âToji you told me I canât be friends with your friend.â
âMaybe because he wants to fuck you?â Toji fires back.
Another scoff leaves you and you start shaking your head at your husband's ridiculous claims, âHe doesnât.â
âSoo, he just looked at your tits for no reason?" Toji asks, leaning toward you a bit and tilting is head as if to intimidate you, "He grabs your waist ând says, 'I got you sweetheart' for no fuckinâ reason, right?â
Your throat runs dry at that. You may have forgotten Shiu said that to you, having not really paid much attention to it when he did, âI-â
âDo you not know what the fuck flirting looks like?â Toji lectures, taking one last step toward you so that his body was hardly an inch away from yours.
Your head tips back a bit so that you could look up at him, swallowing hard at how upset your husband seems to be and all your confidence on the matter nearly fading. âI do, but-â
âThere is no but. He wants to fuck my wife," He interrupts, "Why the hell would I let you two be friends knowing that?â
That's when you sigh again, âToji, you donât know that he wants to fuck me, youâre assuming things-â
One of his hands flies up to his face and he starts rubbing his temples out of pure frustration, âWoman, he checks you out at every chance he gets when he thinks Iâm not payinâ attention.â
âHe-â
âHe touched you all too inappropriately, right in front of me," Toji reminds you.
You try to take up for Shiu's actions, still not seeing what the issue behind it was, âHe was making sure I didnât fall over.â
A little pissed of smirk tugs at the corner of Toji's scared lips and he turns his head to the side as he looks away from you, scoffing, âRiiiiight.â
âIâm serious!â You utter pleadingly.
âSo..." Toji slowly returns his gaze to you and his voice gets stern, "You donât see anything sexual behind a man holding your waist and saying 'I got you sweetheart'?â
âNo.â You reply confidently.
âHm. Alright, then." Your husband nods before he's moving to pull his shirt up and over his head, your eyes widening at the man as one of his hands then go to your waist and he tugs your body to his, "Lemme show you somethinâ if thatâs the case...â
And then youâre on the bed with your husband moments laterâ bouncing up and down on his hard cock as Toji fucked up into you, your tits jumping in his face, jaw hanging open, and his hands holding right onto your waist.
âSee what I mean now?â Toji huffs, âSee how fuckinâ sexual this shit is?â
âT-Toji-, hahhh, fuck, t-this is so much different," You moan at the constant stretch of his fat cock rutting up into your swollen folds, one of his thumbs at your clit as rolling circles over the twitching bud.
âYeah, âcause Iâm doinâ what he fantasizes about," Toji tells you, smiling a bit as he watches your face twist up.
Your brows tensed and your jaw fell as his leaky cockhead drilled deep into you, âM-Mmgh, s-so⊠big.â You whine with your hands at his shoulders and nails scraping him as his harsh thrusts made your body jerk upward.
Toji's steel grip on your waist was the only thing keeping you from falling off of you, his fingers digging into your skin. Every time he thrusted his hips up, he'd use his grip to tug you back down-- forcing your cunt to spread open over his aching cock over and over, âAww, donât worry sweetheart, I gotchuâ."
You gasp at his words, core throbbing due to his heavy tone, âFuck-â
âYeahh, see how fuckinâ wet that shit made you? Knewâ you werenât fuckinâ stupid," Toji grunts out. He was so mean to you, taking out his frustrations from earlier on your pussy by soon spitting down on the, already, filthy mess below, adding to the slickness of it all and making you twitch.
Your hips try their best to keep up with him, rutting and rocking forward to keep his cock sucked deep inside you, âS-Shut up,â You tell your husband only to earn a scoff.
âNahh," Toji begins to move his hands and your heart jumps. He tugs your torso near his before he's wrapping his big arms around your waist, locking you into place above him with your chest sandwiched against his, "Apologize tâme."
Your brows furrow and your eyes gloss over as his hips begin to pound his swollen cock up into you, obscene squelches of your cunt following as he does so. Your words come out in a whiney stammer, âF-For what-â
âPlayinâ fuckinâ dumb, thatâs what," Toji cuts off, eyes staring right into yours as he watched your face sink into that pretty fucked out state.
âShiit," You gasp at how you couldn't move an inch, couldn't pull away or slow his thrusts down for a moment, forced to take every thick inch of his cock, "O-Okay, mâsorry-,â
Toji smiles, âAgain.â
âMâsorry Toji," You whine. His arms were wrapped around you so tightly that you couldnât even look away from him. You were both embarrassed and being fucked to tears simultaneously.
âMmmh, without the mumblinâ this time," Toji instructs, gaze dropping to your wet lips so he can watch how you struggle, "Talk proper to me, girl.â
And of course, right after he he says that to you, he decides to then flip you both over so he's on top. âI-, hahh," You pant at the way his hands move to your legs and press them down against your chest, folding you up just how he wants to. "Iâm⊠s-sorry Toji," You cry out.
With the way he's bucking his hips down into you, suddely calculated with his thrusts and making your eyes go wide. You were on the verge of screaming his name with how good his cock felt splitting you open.
âClose, but yâstill stuttered," Toji tells you. His breathing was growing just as heavy as yours but that didn't stop him from teasing you for even a second.
âFuck you-," You breathe out, earning a smile from him, "...Iâm sorry.â You end up saying anyway because how could you disobey your husband when he's got you folded up like this, his veins throbbing against your gummy walls as you squeezed the life out of his cock.
Toji tilts his head a little, âSorry what?â
âI-Iâm sorry Toji," You correct yourself before he's leaning his weight onto you and god his cock pushes impossibly deeper. You were so full of him that air was getting hard to come by.
âOneee more time fâme, baby," Toji whispers all of a sudden, his face close to yours and your legs practically over his shoulders. "Câmon, you can do it.â
âHhgnnn⊠oh-, mmgh⊠IâŠ" Your jaw falls open again and you struggle. His cockhead was hitting your insides right where you needed him, you could feel your core tensing and your legs going numb, "...Iâm sorry Toji.â
Your husband smiles at you, âThere yaâ gooo, attaâ girllll.â He praises, feeling the way your pussy narrows tightly around his cock just as you start cumming on him.
âFuck.â Is the most you could get out of your mouth that wasn't an incoherent moan.
Then Toji notices you trying to move your hands to push him away a little and he softens his tone, âHey, stop thaat, donât give out on me," Toji coos, the sudden softness making your stomach churn before he moves a thumb to your clit again, "I gotchuâ, pretty girl.â
âF-Fuck. Ohmygod-â Your back arches up off the bed a bit and you whimper.
Toji just gawks at you, âUhuh, now⊠yâwonât talk to Shiu again after this, right?â He questions, juuust to be sure you got the message after all this.
You nod in agreement, âN-No, I-, mmh, I won't t-talk t'him againâŠâ
Fat cock rolling down into your pussy, your slick making his cock slid in so easily, âY'sure?â
You nod, âYes.â
Toji pouts a little just to mock the face you were making, âYes who?â
Your eyes just barely meet his and his thumb presses against your clit, making your voice come out in a moan, âYes Toji.â
âMh," He hums, leaning down to kiss you tenderly, "Good girl.â
â
Gojo Satoru
He doesnât even let you explain yourself.
One ninety-second hug with some guy you claim youâve known since college, his arms around your waist and yours wrapped around his neckâ was just about all it took for Gojo to get the picture.
Then there was the way the guy whispered into your ear and you laughed-, no, giggled at whatever was said.
What else does Gojo need to know after that? Clearly you forgot who youâve been dating for the past few yearsâŠ
Which is why Gojo reminds you through rough backshots in the backseat of your car as soon as you return to him. He hand a heavy hand on the back of your head, pressing your face down against the carseat as his toned hips clashed into your ass.
Swollen cockhead pushing past your twitching folds for the nth time while he bullies into your pussy. The loud smack of his balls against you fills the entirety of the vehicle, Gojoâs free hand pressing down into your arch and furthering it for him so he could angle his dick into that spot that makes you utterly weak.
âWonder what the hell was so funny,â He huffs. Heâs breathless by this point, having been dirty talking your ear off and giving you no time to respondâ telling you how pretty your pussy looks taking every inch of him and how cute you sound crying his name into the seat.
âM-Mmgh, hnngh⊠ahh, S-Satoru,â Your voice was muffled against the carseat but neither of you cared, he heard you clear enough.
âHm? What was so funny, baby? Tell me,â Gojo requests, not slowing his thrusts down for even a moment.
Merciless, he was. Fucking you like you were a goddamn slut off the street and he was a sex-deprived man, his pelvis was so angry against you, leaving marks with how harshly it met your ass, a hand moving every now and then just to palm the fat of the slight curve.
You were too busy drooling onto the carseat, cockdrunk out of your mind and fucked out beyond belief. You donât think Gojoâs ever fucked you this hard beforeâ the car was rocking with his every thrust and youâre pretty sure your muffled moans could be heard from outside the vehicle.
Sure, your windows had tint on them but it still wouldnât take a genius to figure out what was going in within the car.
âWhat was he sayinâ tâyou? Huh? Was he tellinâ you how badly he wants to fuck you? Sâthat why you laughed?â Gojo scoffs, still giving you no time to respond whatsoever, âIâd laugh too, shit⊠No one gets to fuck you aside from me, after all.â He finishes off with a cheeky little shrug.
You hated how much he was rambling right now but your brain was too consumed in pleasure to really care, âToruu, fuuck-, oh, mmhâŠâ
âNo one else gets to feel this pussy suck the soul outtaâ their cock, right?â Gojo groans, tossing his head back and drilling himself into the hilt, almost as if he were trying to reach deeper, âJusâ me?â
All you can do is hum messily, âMhmmm.â
He lets out a breathy chuckle and his hand lands across your ass again, head moving yo look down at the marks heâs left thus far before he cracks a smile, âSay it.â
âJ-Jusâ you, âToru.â Your voice was small, hardly audible but Gojo didnât much care, heâd heard enough anyway.
So, he smiles at your struggle in speech, finding you nothing but adorable in this state, âYeahh, thatâs my girll.â
Then heâs moving his hands, feeling every inch of your body like he always does. Thereâs never a single part of you that goes untouched by Gojo Satoru when he fucks you. And as of right now, his large hands were taking place on your ass, spreading you apart to get a better look at your wet parted folds sucking in his cock.
âPussyâs so fuckinâ pretty takinâ my dick like this too. I mean damn,â Gojo lets out a moan in between his sentence, unable to help himself at the sight before him, âLook at her drip all over me. Sheâs nasty, baby.â
Then heâs slowing his thrusts, but not stopping. Instead he gets calculated, fucking his cock in slow but pointed, top poking at your gummy spot and making your legs quake.
Drool smears across your cheek and your face was a goddamn mess but, youâd worry about all that later, âS-SâtoruâŠâ
âMhm, I know, youâre about tâcum again, huh?â Gojo hums sweetly, the wet sounds of your cunt taking him in making his brows tense.
You were in complete disarrayâ debauched and filthy just how he liked. Shooting a glop of spit down onto his cock, he watched with a smile as he eases forward before thereâs nothing more than an inch left out of you, only to thrust the last bit in and watch your fingers curl as you scrape against the seat.
âUhuhh,â You breathe helplessly.
Gojo cocks his head to the side, âGonna make another mess on me, pretty girl?â
âY-Yeahh.â
âMhm, good,â Gojo praises lightly before pulling out. He takes his cock into one of his hands and taps it against your pussy folds, listening to the light and wet smack his cock made against you and biting his lower lip, âBut yâknow⊠I wonder what had you so wet, baby.â He teases.
That was the only chance you got to catch your recently lost breath and you angle your head back a little to look at him, âHm?â
Gojoâs eyes were down as he watched himself play with your pussy, smearing his leaky his tip in between your folds, âWas it him? Did he tell you how pretty you looked today? Hm?â Gojo wonders, âSâthat why your cunt was droolinâ before I could even get your panties off?â
Your brows tense and you try wiggling your hips back a little, âN-NoâŠâ
âNo? Aw, so what was it then?â Your boyfriend questions curiously. Heâs now pushing an inch in and out of your cunt, watching how your pussy twitches everytime he pulls out and chuckling at you, âSurely it wasnât the way I was rubbinâ my fingers against you⊠Nah, you were too busy thinkinâ about that other guy, right?â
You groan, âNo, âToru.â
He snickers, âNo? Buut, you guys looked like you had a great convo.â
âW-We did but thatâs only cause⊠hahh⊠mmmh, I-,â Gojo starts inching more of his cock into you and you struggle to finish explaining. After taking a deep breath, âI spent the whole time talkinâ a-about you.â
âAww, really?â His hips snap forward after you say that, âFuck, you bragged about me?â Gojo moans out, face growing hot with arousal.
Nodding, you hum in response, âMhmm.â
âShiit, that almost makes me feel bad,â Gojo pouts a little before shifting his palm over your ass, caressing your skin tenderly.
Heâs still rutting his dick in and out of you but his voice and his touch is much softer.
âW-Why?â You ask.
âCauseââŠ. Iâm fuckinâ you like you did somethinâ wrong for no reasonâŠâ Gojo whispers, seeming to be disappointed in himself for a second.
Then, he sees the way your eyes go back as his cock hits that one spot again, âMmgh.. S-Satoru, r-right thereeâŠâ
And with that, heâs no longer disappointed and shrugs off all his doubts, going on to fuck you like heâs mad at you, âSâokay thoâ, you like me like this anywayâŠâ
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