#geto x y/n

[ramonathinks]

THE SEVEN DEADLY SINS — gojo, geto, toji, higuruma, nanami, choso, sukuna x reader ft brief kusakabe cameo

Summary: in order to become a full fledge succubus, you must have a meeting with the seven deadly sins in the underworld. but you weren't expecting a meeting like this.

Tags: (18+ MDNI), 8some(?)/gangbang, dirty talk, breeding, squirting, mention of a lot of kinks, anal play, fingering, handjobs, blowjobs/throat fucking, daddy kink, size kink, riding, cunnilingus, overstimulation, exhibitionism, slight impact play, orgasm control, nipple play, breath play, mutual masturbation, snowballing, praise, dumbification, degradation, dominance/submissiveness, cock warming, pet names, finger sucking, dacryphilia, hair pulling, ball stimulation, doggy, slight mlm scenes between Geto and Gojo ofc, full nelson, mating press, double penetration, anal fingering (female), etc.

tagging: @omgeto @screampied (also thank you bae for making the banner 😘🤞🏾) @hoshigray (thanks for beta reading babe!) @kingkonoha @kanekisfavoritegf

A/N: please for the love of god, don’t ask for no part 2. i think a lot of people underestimate how hard smut writing is and especially since this is an eightsome. THANK UUUU FOR 1.6k followers & for waiting as long as you did for this! (5.4k words)

“Well, there’s one last test you have to complete…” Yaga told you, his face was a bit flushed. “It’s rather — er — well… Actually, I’ll just send you to them so that they can explain it to you.” He did an awkward cough and escorted you to the elevator; where he clicked the illuminating number seven. “Just tell them you’re here for your last succubus test.” He gave you a thumbs up and let the doors close behind him.

“Okay, cause that wasn’t totally weird.” You muttered to yourself, watching the elevator’s number increase. Your heart hammering in your chest. You’d been training for this for the past two years, you couldn’t believe you had one last test.

When the door opened, your eyes widened. There were dark velvet color drapes that decorated the entrance of the room as you stepped off the elevator. Every step you took, you felt a deep sense of uneasiness erupt in the pits of your belly. “Hello?” You finally mustered up some courage to speak. “I’m here for the last part of my succubus exam!” You exclaimed, noticing the dimly lit lights above you creating an ominous yet sexual atmosphere around you. Your thighs trembled. 

“Come in, little lady.” A man’s voice said as a door warped in forth of your body and pushed itself open. “Shoes off.” The man said. Hesitantly, you walked inside and slipped off your shoes. Your eyes roamed across the room as you noticed how wide it was – a velvet carpet floor that was soft between your white colored toes. Bits of fog clouded your vision; you could make out bodies but not faces.

“Oh, she’s quite a looker.” Another voice says around you – wrapping around your body like a snake. 

You heard a snicker, “You’re right, and I could smell just how wet she is; that’s the best part. Can’t wait to eat her up.” You could practically hear this person lick their lips. 

“She doesn’t even know what she’s in for… innocent little slut.” Your knees trembled at that. The way these men were speaking had you hot all over, even the air felt different as you stepped forward.

You swallowed, “I can hear you–”

“Oh, believe me… we know.” This time, when this voice spoke, he raised his hand and the fog split down the middle before completely leaving. Then, you were able to truly see the men who sat in front of you, and your body ran cold.

Seven men, who you were able to recognize from the many lessons you had drilled into your brain from your classes. You gulped as most of them chuckle upon seeing your eyes finally take in just who you were looking at. The legends themselves.

The Seven Deadly Sins: Sukuna Ryomen — Pride, Kento Nanami —  Sloth, Suguru Geto — Gluttony, Satoru Gojo — Lust, Choso Kamo — Wrath, Toji Fushiguro — Greed and Higuruma Hiromi — Envy

You swallowed, “So — um— what’s exactly the final part of my exam? Do I have to…like… pretend this is Jeopardy and answer a bunch of questions?” You heard a small scoff. 

“No. This is more the showing part of your exam.” Sukuna told you, his eyes trained on you. “We need to see you score high marks in satisfaction. Do you understand?” 

You bite your lip; it was difficult understanding what he was saying and not be dripping wet. They were all so beautiful, your nipples prodding out of the thin layer of your dress. You’ve had sex before, but that was way before your genes had kicked it. Twenty-one, inexperienced and horny. Now, you’re older and had basically been celibate for two years (excluding your times of pure masturbation). You were convincing yourself this would be a challenge, and it was one that you were intrigued to take.

So, you slipped your dress down, standing out of it completely and stood stark-naked in front of their prying eyes. 

“Yeah, this is going to be fun.” Toji smirked, walking towards you with his unbuttoned pants low on his hips. “The thing about sex is,” he pressed his palms to your shoulders and lowered you down. “It’s degrading. So, I want you to sit here on your knees and to keep your mouth open while I feed you this dick, got that?” 

You nodded and opened your mouth. He was about eight inches and it looked heavy in the palm; he could barely fit it in one hand, so you wondered if it would fit down your throat. But as he put it in, you already knew your answer. He didn’t move, just stood still. It was something about him standing there with his hardening cock in your mouth that turned you on. “Suck,” he told you, and you did just that, like a good girl. Sucking around his cock with a wet mouth, pulling him out to tap his dick right on your tongue before tonguing at his slit. He hissed and pulled back before shoving it deep into your mouth, and your eyes rolled back.

Bubbling spit drips down to his balls and you squeeze them, taking him out of your mouth for a moment before trailing your tongue up and down his entire dick. Reaching his balls, you take one in your mouth and suck one then you trail your tongue back up to his tip. Spitting on his cock, you stroke him. “Damn, girl; you've been waiting for this, huh?” He grabs your head and focuses you to take the entire thing, his hips harshly thrusting in and out of your mouth.. You barely notice that someone’s behind you until they fondle your breast, and you jump a bit before relaxing. They kiss your shoulders and move up to your neck, making you shutter and moan around Toji’s cock. He groans above and snaps his hips against you, pulling you closer to his pelvis, “Fucking, mouth is killing me.” You suck harder when you feel a hand on your clit.

“Pussy’s so damn wet.” You can hear just how wet you are, and it’s embarrassing. The squelching noises fill your head and over makes your legs open more. “You like sucking his cock that bad? That you’re gettin’ this wet over it? Want my cock buried inside of you? Right here?” He taps your cunt and you groan, nodding your head and rocking your hips against his hand. “Can’t even speak with that mouth full and I can still hear you loud and clear, pretty girl.” 

You’re still sucking Toji’s cock, putting your hands on the floor to truly get more around him, pushing your head even deeper into his hips. Pulling him out of your mouth, you press hot kisses on his tip end then place him back on your tongue, now looking him in the eyes. You could tell he was close with his eyes shut and his head pulled back. He was throbbing on your tongue and his hips were moving faster; they swirled a bit before he shook with a deep orgasm. His hot cum rushing down your throat, and he moaned loud, “Ah–fuck, fuck.. fuck***!” You kept sucking, the fingers on your clit moved in achingly slow circles. And when Toji pulled you off his cock, they finally slipped inside. 

“Now gimme a kiss.” You did, with shaking hands and closed eyes. Sloppy and wet, drool dripping down the sides of your mouth before he pulled back and licked his lips. The fingers inside of your greedy pussy rubbed your insides, and you humped against them. 

“Keep going, please.” Your eyes were closed as you rode their fingers, unsure of who it was but knowing that it felt good. A thumb on your clit and kisses on your back before colder hands lifted your breast, kissing and biting them playfully. “Oooh, please.” 

He sucked, “You like that?” You whimpered out something even you couldn’t understand. Your body is simply a toy at that moment. His tongue moves over each nipple and makes delicate swirls around them. Finally, you open your eyes and see a bundle of long black hair – Suguru Geto, who sucks on your breast with his eyes closed and rubs at your other nipple with another. Arching your back into him more but also seeking comfort in the person behind you, who’s using their fingers to scissor your gooey insides. Briefly looking up, Geto pulls away from your breast and kisses the person behind you, only a small kiss but it makes you wetter regardless. 

“Kiss me again, made her little pussy clench.” He kisses him again and your wetness soaks his hand. 

“Satoru, you sure that was for her, not for you?” Geto chuckles, and you can feel a hardness pressing against your back. Geto moves back down to your breast when someone takes your hand and moves their cock inbetween. 

“Thought you were gonna let us have all the fun, Choso.” Gojo snickers behind you, curling his finger enough to make you moan aloud. You see a good amount of precum and your mouth suddenly feels dry. Taking your hand, you jerk him once and he already looks as if he’s going to cum. 

“Her hands are so soft. I..” He’s stammering. “Wait…Need to cum…” A small whimper leaves his lips and he uncontrollably jerks his hips up; fucking your hand. Applying a small bit of pressure to the tip, his eyes shut and he’s jumping back. Sticky wetness drips to the floor and he stands on shaky legs, his eyes pleading with you. Gojo rubs his fingers between your folds; keeping you in the palm of his hands as you play with the others.

“You wanna cum inside of me, hm?” The moment you utter that sentence he bends over, almost sobbing as he nods his head. Twisting your hand around Choso’s red leaky tip, you lick a trail up his frenulum. Winking at him you pull back and kiss Geto, swirling your tongue around in his mouth before Gojo pulls your face to kiss you. Moans take over the room while you roll your hips and move into Gojo’s fingers and Geto takes the opportunity to slip a nipple in his mouth and you try to ignore the feeling to focus on kissing. But you couldn’t focus, when you heard wet noises surrounding the room and you didn’t need to look up to know what it was; everyone was jerking off and it made your body scorching hot.

“Wait,” You whisper, close to Gojo’s mouth and gently pushing Geto’s head away from your breast, standing on trembling legs and walking to Choso. “Thought you wanted me, baby…” A flip switched, no longer at the whim of men. He’s speechless, just nodding his head and swallowing. 

He mutters a quiet, “I do, please…” He kneels, rubs up and down your legs and you place your foot right on top of his sticky boxers.

“Want me to step on it, baby?” Your voice is low and condescending, a smirk tugging on your lips.

He’s gnawing at the skin on his lips and his face is flushed. “Y-yeah?” Your smirk twists into an evil smile before your foot presses down on his leaking tip and his head leans back. His hips raise but you don’t move an inch. He’s whining and sweet small whimpers leave his lips as his hips thrash against your foot.

“Beg for it.” He can only whine, no words to be spoken as he humps your foot with breathy broken moans filled the room.

“Baby—” He’s looking up at you with dark eyes, his confidence shining through, just a bit. Smiling at him you bend your knees and put his cock between your dominant hand.

“Ready?” You ask and he nods. “Need you to speak up...” Hovering your dripping pussy over his upright cock, almost close to entering, slipping the head between your hot folds is what makes him speak up.

“Ye-yeah.” He gulps and pulls his lips to yours, kissing you. Your eyes roll back a bit and you swear you can see stars, sliding the tip of his cock at your aching slit, you both shiver before you finally let his cock slip inside. He makes a strangled noise in the back of his throat and his thighs clench under you. You pull back from him and salvia breaks apart, which he lips back up with an awkward smile. Putting weight on your knees, you bounced up and down on him, your tits on full display as they bounced with every move you made. The loud sounds of your pornographic moans filled the room along with the wetness noises of slapping skin; taking more of his cock inside of you each time you bounced down.

Turning your head, you look at Gojo and Geto and like a bee to honey they both rush over; Geto rubbing at your clit with a nipple in his mouth and Gojo kissing your lips, drinking your moans up. 

“I think im going to lose my mind, the way she’s riding me… oh fuck, im not going to last.” Choso hisses underneath you and grips your hips, trying to slow your pace. Slowly, he fucks into you, dragging his cock into your inner walls and feeling your pussy squeeze him in a tight hug. 

“You’re such a good boy Choso.” You lean down to kiss him as Gojo focuses on pressing kisses to your spine. Raising your hips and slamming back down you whisper in his ear, “Don’t you want to fill me up? Don’t you want to cum inside me all night like a good boy? Huh?” After that there was no more talking for a while as you fucked him, rolling your hips in circles and moaning in his ear. Choso’s body was wuthering trying to keep up with you; your pussy splattering out white cream as you kept a dangerous pace before his stomach caved in.

“Be gentle with me, please? Please baby or I’m—” he mouths out your name when he comes, thick ropes as his hips jerk, his eyes rolling back. He’s heaving loudly, digging his fingers into your hips as he comes down from his high as his body trembles. 

You barely get a minute to catch your breath before Geto and Gojo slaps their cock on your cheek with dark smiles. You open your mouth, knowing that both can’t fit inside but hoping that the tips can. Their cocks graze each other and you swallow around them. 

“Slutty mouth, taking both of us.” Geto whispers to himself as he shoves more inside, his hand on your head. You gag and they both groan with pleased looks on their faces, Choso’s cock twitches inside of you. 

“Choso, don’t you think you're being greedy? I wanna fuck her too…” Gojo whines, looking down at your puffy wet eyes as you choke more on their dicks; both of them throbbing on your tongue. Lifting your hips, a small pop is heard and bits of cum leak out of you. Looking down at Choso’s half hard cock you grin, he’s breathing so hard with hooded eyes.

“Can’t wait to play with that ass,” Geto tells you and your eyes widen a bit. Slipping their cocks out of your mouth, you take his balls into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks so tight around him that he pulls you off. 

Gojo is quick to turn your attention to him, he ignores Geto’s annoyed stare as he lifts you up. Turning you to the others, he holds your body for everyone to see. Your entire body was being stared at, pussy on full display — soaking wet with cum and your own slick— his cock hard and standing upright, teasing your clit. He grips your thighs and spreads them a bit wider, small strings from sticky folds breaking off as your pussy spreads. 

He enters you, fills you up and your toes curl. “Fucking tiny, aren’t you baby?” His cock angled perfectly at this position, slick running down your thighs as he fucking directly into you. He’s hitting a deep gooey spot inside of you making wetness come out of you in spurts, your moans making Gojo shiver above you. 

“Hold her still for a minute,” Geto whispers, face directly by your pussy, wetness shined on his face and you felt hot. He must’ve been there for a while. Licking up a long stripe from Gojo’s tight balls to his cock before he nuzzles his face into your cunt, pressing his tongue hard on your pulsing clit — your thighs shake when he pressed a small kiss there. He wraps his tongue against the bud and you jump a bit when Gojo does a small thrust, knocking you loose when he hits that spot again. Geto licks and swirls his tongue around before he moves back. “Just wanted a little taste…” He spits on your pussy and watches it slide down Gojo’s cock. “Looking fucking pretty with his cock inside of you, ya know that?”

You whine, barely able to talk at the sensation coming from your body. “Sloppy pussy making all that noise, hear that?” Geto urges you to listen to the plat wet noises that fill the room and once again, you feel something taking over you. 

“Are you gonna let me come inside too? Huh, my little treasure?” Gojo bites your neck playfully, thrusting deeper, a long moan leaving your mouth. You don’t remember Geto pulling himself to stand but when you feel his cock slap right to your clit, you jolt. Running your slick and his precum. 

“Let me stretch this pretty ass out, you think you can take both?” His face is flushed, his fingers circling your asshole before his thumb plays with it, you clench a bit before relaxing. “Oh? Already been played with.” He says, spitting on his hand and rubbing it in before he gently nudges his tip into your tight hole that’s stretching ready to take him. 

Almost too easily, it slips in and he huffs out a laugh, “So proud of you, I knew you could take it both of them.” He’s stretching you open and your eyes are blown wide.

“Ohhhh!” Leaves your mouth as they both thrust inside of you, both holes clenching and unclenching around them. “Ohh, god.” Messy sounds between the three of you and two bodies come to your sides, both placing your hands on their aching cocks. Your eyes are so heavy you can’t tell who they are , but your hands move up and down regardless with their hips meeting every thrust you give them. An unfamiliar hand on your clit makes your back arch and you can hear laughing above you. “Gojo.” Your voice slurs out, his cock coming close to your cervix and twitching inside of your tightness. 

Rough fingers circle your clit again and you gasp, “Please? Please?” You don’t know what you’re begging for until both Gojo and Geto do hard thrusts inside of you, making your thighs almost squeeze together.

“You like it here? Right here?” You can’t tell who’s speaking but Geto grinds his hips in circles, your bodies so close. The amount of wetness leaking out of you, makes you dizzy and now your tongue lolls out of your mouth before Geto kisses you hungrily massaging his tongue against your own, pulling back and spitting in your mouth, watching your throat swallow. 

“Oh you like being full huh? Fucking stuffed…” Your voice is lost, you can only nod with a fucked out smile on your face. “Really gonna fill you up, sweetheart.” The softness of your insides squeezes them both and you can see Geto’s eyes close and you can imagine that Gojo’s is too when Geto throws his head back and both of their cum gushes into you.

“Fuck— fuck,” They say together, both slipping out a bit, panting. Cum splatters out of both your holes as your pussy and ass flexes, you whimper when they both finally slip. Your hands are still jerking the two other cocks as Gojo holds you tightly before one of the men grip your hair and shoves his cock into your mouth, completely to the hilt and your eyes water. You look up to see Nanami’s blonde locks and his deep brown eyes looking at you, Toji’s rubbing big circles on your clit and now squeezing one nipple with his other hand and Higuruma’s cock pulsing between your other hand. 

“C'mon little love, pretty mouth needs to be soaked again, too.” You moan around him as he uses your throat, pulling you by your hair, groaning when he feels  you swallow around him. Your eyes flutter close as you suck with your, pulling him out so that his cock can sit on your face while you catch your breath. You can feel Gojo hand your body to Toji and you feel empty for a second not realizing that Toji’s leading you to a bed. 

He lays you flat on your back and Nanami moves between your thighs, bending over your body. 

“Some men like to see you touch yourself, I'm one of those men. Show me and I’ll reward you like the good little girl you are.” Nanami whispers right next to your ear. “Then I’ll help you, yeah? Would you like that?” You nod quickly and he moves back, sitting to watch. 

“Play with those pretty tits for daddy.” Your hands move faster than your brain and you reach for them, tugging at your nipples then squeezing them while you look at him. Your body is so overstimulated, you feel like you’re going to come any second. “Don’t come until I say so.” He reaches over to slap your clit and your thrash up, wanting him to touch you more. He slaps your pussy again and a wet stream follows down your ass before pulling again to just watch. 

You circle your nipples, looking at your breasts and tempted to reach down to please yourself. “Look at me… look at me while you touch yourself.” You whine and with eyes clouded with tears, you look at him. “Touch your pussy.” He looks directly at your pussy when it clenches around nothing but the air. 

You circle your clit but you ache for his fingers; they’re long and slender. Pressing deep into the bud with your middle and ring fingers, squishy gushing sounds while you work yourself up. Your fingers slipping inside briefly before you let out a frustrating sigh.

“Poor girl can’t even finger herself correctly, want daddy to show you?” You look up at him and he’s replaced your fingers with his and he’s curling them together, your legs quaking as his fingers fucks more squirt out of you. “Gotta get ‘em really deep to stretch this little cunt open.” He tells you, pushing against your g-spot a little, breathy moans leaving your mouth. Pulling his fingers out, he slips them into your mouth, twirling them around so that you can taste Gojo, Choso and yourself all on your tongue. “Your turn, put these fingers in deep.” He helps you put them in and curl them just like he did; he presses kisses to your lips and looks down at the puddle in the sheets. 

Your eyes roll back and you can’t breathe, he pulls back and looks at you. “You’re so pretty like this, you know that? Prettiest girl ever, just for me to see.” But it wasn’t just for him to see. You were putting on a show for all of them. Touching yourself and spreading your lips as their hungry eyes looked over your body.

He moves between your thighs and with a gentle tap to your clit, you both moan. You bite your lip, “Daddy, I—” He ignores you, pushing himself through your soaked and wet lips. He slides up against your slit and you shiver. He gives you a wide smile and kisses your lips; licking against your tongue, shushing you. Pushing forward, he moves your legs up so that your knees are pressed against your chest, once he enters you, cum leaks into the sheet. 

“This is what you want right? To be mine forever, to be ours forever? You don’t want to use your powers on anyone else… just me— just us?” He asks, pushing his cock deeper watching your face morn into a pleasureful expression. His cock has a curve in it and with the angle he has you in, you can feel every inch as he rams into you; fucking you while his cock fucks down and deep inside of your slutty cunt; his balls hitting the rim of your ass the harder he goes. 

Higuruma comes next to you and puts his cock in your mouth, not moving. Gathering spit in your mouth, you swirl your tongue around the head, teeth grazing him a bit and he seems to like it by the way he grips your hair. Choso stands on the other side of you and pushes your head his way, you let his hips thrust harshly and his balls slapping against your chin before Higuruma grabs your face and jerks off with your eyes on him; which Nanami doesn’t like. 

“Keep your eyes on me.” He grabs your face, his hips slamming against yours. “They can do whatever they want but when I'm inside of you, you keep your eyes on me.” That makes your eyes snap to his and even with the cocks in your face or in your mouth, your eyes are locked on his. His hips lose rhythm, stuffing you and he mutters a ‘fuck’, close to coming and you tighten your pussy to milk him dry. When he finally spills inside you get annoyed when you don’t cum. 

“Tell us you want it. Say how bad you need it.” Nanami says, a smirk engraved on his face.

“I… I want it, I need it.” His hands slide up and down your thighs.  “Please let me cum. It’s too much, I don’t think I can take it.” You needed to cum badly, pushing your hips up to his again. He slips out before slipping back inside and doing that over and over again before he slides in deeper, hitting that special spot inside of you harder than Gojo did and you cream around him. 

“Thank you, so—hah— so much, daddy.” Your pussy is flexing open and close as you stare at him, taking Choso’s cock back into your mouth then switching to Higuruma’s and suckling on the head. 

“Such good manners for a slut, don’t you think boys?” He says and you can hear the smiles on all of them as they agree and you feel giddy, almost satisfied. 

Higuruma moves from your mouth and hurries to your pussy, not saying anything as he spreads the lips before diving inside, his tongue licking up every bit of everyone before him and his nose nudging against your clit, you pushed his head deeper, grabbing his hair and grinding your hips so that he nose can hit every nerve in your clit. “Ohhh, sir, please just keep it right there.” Applying the pressure yourself and wiggling your hips, your legs stretched far and your brain turned to mush. “Gonna come, so hard.” You gasp before your legs cramp up slightly when you push him impossibly deeper. 

“How’s she taste?” Toji asks, looking at your face as you groan and squirm. 

“So fucking sweet…” he meets your eyes. “Better than anything I ever had. Don’t think anything could compare.” He nibbles on your clit. “It tastes better than heaven.” That was your breaking point and what made you break, cumming hard and squealing as you did. 

 Toji doesn’t care about you cumming as he digs his face in and sighs at the taste.

Using his fingers to spread you open. “I see what you mean Higuruma, this fucking sweet nectar on my tongue,” Toji uses more of his nose and your hips grind more, trying to feel more of his nose on your clit. 

Nanami’s cock is in your face and your head is upside down on the bed; head on the edge as you lie back and his cock fills up your throat, your eyes closed. He watches and feels you swallow around him and he mutters out a small, “Fuck, you’re killing me dollface,” when he can actually see himself, the outline of his cock inside of your pretty throat. He runs a finger up and down. He does a small squeeze to your throat as you suck, sloppily. But you wanted a bit more, the taste overwhelming your mouth making you move yourself to the edge of the bed, your nose on his pelvis and the small bush of his pelvic hair tickling your jaw. Even upside down, he could see the dazed look in your eyes, blown and bright as he slowly thrust his hips into your mouth. “There she is, there’s my girl.” 

You can hear Gojo laughing when he says, “She’s so far gone, all she knows is that she loves this. Little brain doesn’t work without a cock filling her up.” Agreements are heard all around and you feel so small, but Nanami rubs your head, scolding them with a stare. 

You can feel the presence of Sukuna before you see him; all touch around you disappearing before he bullies his cock inside of you, saying nothing. He just stares at you, your body humming as he rocks inside of you. “You like that? Gonna make a mess outta you.” He says, your mouth in a permanent ‘o’ shape, his heavy cock slamming down and filling your body up as the breath leaves your throat. “Dirty, filthy slut. Aren’t you, woman? All this cum inside of you and still want more, little pussy begging for it.” You clamp down on him and he hisses, still talking to you as he digs deeper inside of you – he probably has the thickest cock of them all, you can feel it in your throat. “You like being paraded around and fucked like a whore, like you’re nothing, you dirty little girl.” 

You’re nodding, gasping for air and nodding as he speaks down to you, getting wetter as he speaks to you. “Mhm. Yes, Oh– I do.” He has a devilish grin and he moves forward to bite your lip and then kisses you deep. 

“Just needed a real man to dig this pussy out the right way, yeah? To stretch you out. They weren’t doing it like me… c’mon, I know you’re close. So sensitive and wet for me. This fucking pussy’s crying for me,” And he was right, it was. It was weeping and with every stroke, more wetness covered his cock, dropping and splattering underneath you both. He licks the tears that fall from your face and asks you, “You like pleasing me? I can see it all over your face whenever I put my dick inside of you.” More tears fall and you can only nod your head at him, sobbing. 

His pace gets faster and more rough, bending your knees so that they touch your ears and your thighs shake move than they have today, thin milk colored cream mixed with wetness and so much overflowing cum leaks out of you but he doesn’t stop, just continues, slows down and then speeds up again. You can’t keep up with him, just lying there as he fucks you; small soft moans still leaving your lips. He coos at you, kissing your forehead. “Gonna fucking, cum inside my pussy, okay? This is my pussy.” He asserts his dominance over you and your body more than any of the others. With a strained moan, he fills you up; just another load inside of you that makes your eyes roll back and eventually they close. 

“Come back to us baby…” You hear murmurs around you, your body hot and flushed all over, your cunt and tits sore. your throat is scratchy. “I think she passed, right boys?” They chuckle and nod before Geto speaks again, “But, let’s try again to make sure she really gets it.”

Just then, the door opens and you can hear a shocked gasp, everyone looks in that direction. 

“Hey, Kusakbe, wanna train to be a sinner today?” Your legs shook and you huffed, looking up at the man who just entered. He smirked at your vulnerable form.

“Well…What the hell, yeah.” He unbuttoned his pants. “Ready for me, pretty?”

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You sat behind Geto, your legs spread around his larger body as you caressed your soft hand along his abdomen and chest. His abs flex and jerk under your hand every so often, at the same time gasps and grunts leave his pretty lips. Suguru's eyes roll back in his head when you drag the vibrator wand up the length of his cock to rest just under his tip. 

His grunts turn to quick pants when you quickly rub the wand back and forth against his leaky cockhead and just under the head of his cock. "Ffffuck- oh my god." Suguru groaned, his head falling back on your shoulder, his long hair splaying down your chest and on the pillow behind you. "Does it feel good?" You ask, the sight of his eyes rolling back in his head making you throb between the legs, wishing you could use the wand on yourself right now.

Geto licks his lips and sucks them into his mouth, nodding as you drag the wand back down the length of his cock near his sensitive balls. He bucks his hips into the hair when you rest the wand where his balls and cock meet, his tip leaking drop after drop of cum onto his pelvis, making a mess on himself. Suguru rolled his head slowly around the pillow, a long groan of pleasure leaving his lips at the feeling of his balls being vibrated.

"I see why you love this thing so much. Holy fuck... feels so good." Suguru groaned, looking blissed out and relaxed as you took care of him. You pressed your hand harder against his toned abdomen, feeling the muscles clench under your hand. "Glad you like it, perv." You respond, smiling as you turn your head to the side and press a soft, lasting kiss against his hot, blushed cheeks. Geto groaned at the name and the show of affection, his cock twitching in response.

You pulled away and averted your attention back on his angry red cock, throbbing and making a messy pool of precum on his pelvis. He was leaking so much that it looked like he already came. You dragged the vibrator up his cock, pressing the soft silicone on the underside of his cock now. Geto's body jolted at the new skin of his cock being touched. The underside of his dick was so much more sensitive than the part you were touching before.

"Shit." He groaned, his chin tipping forward as he watched you run the wand up his cock slowly. Geto's toes curled the closer you got to his frenulum, his teeth assaulting his poor, red lip as he relished in the pleasure. Your own breathing had started to pick up now. He was so hard and he was twitching so much, he looked like he was about to burst at any second.

When the wand reached his soft, sensitive frenulum Geto shot his hand out and gripped your wrist hard, keeping your hand in place against that spot. "Right there, right there don't move, oh- fuuuck-" He groaned, his pleas and groanes getting needier and needier by the second. He sounded so sexy as he bit down on his teeth and groaned out profanities through them, his head falling back on your shoulder again.

You felt his body get tense under you, he must be close. "Yeah? Does it feel good right here? This ur spot?" You teased, feeling yourself leak into your panties. You were definitely going to ask him to trade places after this. "Fuck yes- yes, right there- I'm gonna cum-" Suguru groaned, his hand squeezing your wrist tighter, his fingers beginning to shake around you.

You could see his legs shake from how hard he was flexing his muscles, you could only imagine how much pleasure he was feeling right now. Suguru felt dizzy, he was so fucking glad he had been nosy earlier in the day and found your toy, otherwise you probably wouldn't be in this situation with him right now. 

You dragged your hand up his body and raked your nails along his pec, your fingers rubbing over the sensitive skin of his nipples. "Shit, do that again-" Geto groaned, his cock twitching hard from your touch, jumping away from the stimulation of the vibrator. You tilted your head to the side and repeated the action, rubbing your fingers tentatively across his nipples. "Like this?" You asked, stifling your own moans at how much of a shameless perv he was being.

"Yeah gonna cum, g-gonna cum. Keep rubbing my nipples baby." He groaned, his hips humping up against the vibrator, his body both trying to get more stimulation and escape it each time the vibrator rubbed against his overstimulated, leaky cockhead. "Suguru..." You whined under your breath, feeling your arousal grow just watching him get off.

His jaw fell down as his mouth opened in a small O, eyes rolled back in his head as he felt his balls throb and clench getting ready to release his seed. "Fffffuuuck-" Suguru groaned when you raked your nails across his nipples one final time. Suguru shot hot ropes of cum all over his abdomen, the weaker shots covering your fingers and the vibrator as it leaked down to join the previous mess on his abs.

All you could do was whine with him as he groaned and came hard. His body jolted violently with every wave of his orgasm that hit him. Suguru's grip on your wrist was bruising, only relenting when the stimulation on his cock got too much, his body squirming away from the incessant buzzing. You pressed the off button to cease the vibrating as the two of you breathed heavily into the air of your now stuffy room.

"Shit... I get why you use that so much. Hear it through these walls every night." Sugu said, turning his head to look at you slyly. You groaned and averted your gaze, feeling suddenly irritated. "Don't listen." You respond, gawking at the mess he left on your favorite toy. "Can't help it when you masturbate sooo loud." Geto teased, smiling as he watched you grow more and more flustered. 

"Shut up, you have no room to talk. You were moaning your brains out just a second ago... and look at this fucking mess? God, I know it feels good but did you have to cum so much? Made a mess all over my toy." You scolded, holding it over his abs and showing him how wet and sticky it was.

"You should be thanking me, it's already wet for you." He teased, taking the vibrator from you and leaning forward. All you could do was freeze in shock and embarrassment at his words. Your hand slipped off of his body as he turned around and spread his thighs under yours, his cock still hard even after cumming so much. "You gonna let me get these panties off you so you can show me how you cum every night with this guy?”

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[slvttyplum]

a cool party trick you loved to do was mechanical bull riding, you could ride that thing at the highest speed and even stand on it .you mastered it and became a pro at it, that turned suguru on to the max. 

he didn’t know what it was that he loved so much about it, but it turned him on every time that he had to cover his bulge, yet his eyes stayed on you.

the way your hips moved in sync with whatever the bill was doing had him fantasizing about what you could do on his dick, he wanted you to ride him just like you rode that piece of metal. 

his eyes were on you the whole time you were doing it, along with others drooling at the mouth as your ass peeking out of the bottom of your shorts, this was just practice though, because when suguru took you home, all hell broke loose. 

putting you on his lap so that you can do what you were doing on that bulls, his eyes fixed on you. 

“ride me with no hands.” you did exactly what he wanted, as a little challenge, but you wanted to see him whimper as you grind against him, watching him trying to keep up with what you were doing to him. 

his hands gripped on your hips as you started to move against him, he couldn’t get enough of the way you moved against him and the way his breath hit your shoulder. your hands over his shoulders wrapping around him and his arms wrapping around you. 

“come on baby, just like that.” grinding against him and his hips bucking up, his dick pushing into you hard, a gasp slipping past your lips as you keep going. the more you bounced and grind against him, the more he got jealous at the fact that other people would see you do it on the bull every chance you got. 

his hips bucking faster as you start to bounce against him, your boobs pressed against his chest as the couch starts to bounce. he was fucking you crazy, the anger that boiled inside of him from the thoughts of other people seeing that made him upset. 

his deep groans in your ear whenever you tighten around him, one of your legs propping up so that you were grinding with your feet instead of having your knees in the couch. 

this was better, this is what drove him wild. this is what you were doing on the bull, your hands planted on his shoulders as you keep going, the combination of grinding and bouncing making his thighs cramp and cum leaking from the tip of his dick. 

“fuck… ah baby there you go.” his eyes closed as his head is thrown back, your lips coming up to his neck to give him a peck, your tongue out licking over multiple spots as his hips buck into you. 

all he ever wanted was for you to ride him like you did that bull, and when you finally did, he could barely handle it. there was something about you on top of him controlling the pleasure that you were giving him—your pussy squeezing against him every time he bucked up—he couldn’t help but groan; it was too fucking good. 

he wanted you to ride him all the time, to have your pussy squeezing around him and your voice in his ear as he tried to contain all the pleasure that was oozing out of him.

you were always going to ride him like a bull, even if he couldn’t handle it.

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[moechies]

eeee but ok what about a make out sesh with sugu that ends with him begging to finger you >.<

౨ৎ ⋆ please?! ꨄ geto suguru

sypnosis: inexperienced college students you ‘nd suguru with a mischievous pact

content warnings 𝜚 𓈒 vinerable virgin reader, no p in v, soft, messy, fingering, making out, praiseee, he cums from rubbin himself, light oral (f rec.), pet names : baby, honey doll !! !

an ♡ . . this ask omg anon u are genius . dis is absolutely so cute and ugggghhhhhh m melting <3 literally love u . i love dis ask a lot so this is a bit longer than my usual drabbles , so im makin it a fic :D enjoyyyyyy loviessss

it’s hot , sloppy , messy.

bodies pressed against each others as your guy’s lips clash feverently against each others , sloppy noises elicited from you two’s ‘practice.’

it was never supposed to go so far. it started from something so innocent yet so dirty , the two of you prompting to practice making out with eachother; every friday and saturday night in the comfort of his private dorm.

nights usually started off awkward, with you at the front of his doorstep nervously knocking at his door. he was intimidating, tall, and so handsome; everything you’d consider perfect. it made you want to shrivel and hide.

your first couple sessions consisted of awkward touches, usually his fingers hovering above your warm skin with a light shiver , staring into you for any affirmation to touch you.

“is it okay? ‘m not gonna do anythin’ weird.”

making out with him was sloppy and messy, rhythmless and random. neither of you would stop the other unless one had run out of breath , but that was the fun of it; you suppose.

“d-do you wanna keep goin’?” he pants, face awfully close to yours, not sparing another breath when you mindlessly nod. in a blink, his swollen lips are clad against yours once again.

this time , it had been no different. it had been 3 weeks after your set arrangements , and nothing had seemingly been different.

right ?

so why did it feel so much more intimate ? you try to speculate , but the man’s mouth occupies all of you. geto makes you feel so fuzzy, your body, your mind, incapable of a single coherent thought in the heat of the moment.

he wastes no time pressing your body into the soft of the mattress with his own, hand pursed into the soft pillow with intertwined fingers.

you gasp into his mouth , waiting for the moment he allows you time for a quick breather, but it never comes. instead he refuses to detach himself from you as you grow lightheaded.

“s-suguru hah— ,what’s wrong with you?”

“baby , i need y’so bad. i cant . . ”

your brow arches in confusion , but all becoming much clearer when you feel his frigid fingers dance on the band of your skimpy shorts.

“w-wait—“

”y’gonna let me touch you here?” he teases, his thumb pressing up on your clit through your shorts, right above the wet patch of your sticky cum.

“eeek — hold on, sugu !”

“please ? let me finger you baby . w’na make you feel good s’bad.”

you whimper at his offer, overwhelmed by the suddenness of his question. it had never gone this far, you had never expected it to. to say that you hoped it would happen was an understatement; you dreamt of this. truly.

his soft hands run over your soft skin, chubby lips pressing breathy kisses all over your face and neck, and overly desperate bulge lazily humping into the fat of your panty-clad pussy. it’s all too much.

“let me feel you , honey, c’mon.” he rushes, smirking into your skin with a soft kiss to your collarbone.

“o-okay, suguru !” you blurt .

he’s sighs in relief, hands wasting no time to tug off your shorts along side your panties. your sweet cunt radiates a soft heat he’s able to feel against the palm of his hand, chuckling as he watches your cunt pulse around nothing.

he’s obsessed, and he thinks it may be love . he finds himself unable to pull his eyes away from the gorgeous sight, pupils in the shape of hearts as he watches your puffy hole uncontrollably drool with pearlescent slick.

“s-stop starin’ sugu—“ you mumble, quickly bringing a hand down to cover yourself from his roaming eyes. you’re quickly stopped by his hand, never holding a chance in the first place.

“you’ve never done this before ?”

“obviously not! “ your eyes are shut tight, tears pricking at the corners and damping your lashes. you’re obviously embarrassed, and he wouldn’t have you any other way. this is perfect.

he says nothing but chuckles, flinching when you unexpectedly feel his lips against yours, one that slowly converts into something much more sensual.

you feel the pad of his thumb slide against your sticky cunt, merely pressing the tip inside to tease you. he swallows up your yelp, feeling him smile against your lips.

his pushes in half a digit, followed with short but rhythmic pumps. your cunt squelches and squeezes around him, allowing sweet honeyed moans to fall upon your lips.

“y’feel so good, feels so good doll. can’t believe y-you’ve been hidin’ this from me.” he groans.

“you’re so evil baby .”

“ff-feels s’good too, hnn—“

he curls his finger, purposely nudging against your spongy walls. you squeak, pressing against his wrists to rid his movements on your sensitive pussy.

“n-not there !”

“be still baby. let me have this, ‘s my first time too, okay?”

“w-wait—“

he kisses you again, silencing your whines. he gains speed in his movements , his free hand coming down to relief some tension for his own cock, which had been painfully strained against his boxers.

he’s sure you see him do the filthy act when your face flushes , eyes unable to meet his own as you can’t help but stare, trying your best to look away.

“y’r still so shy when my finger’s inside this pussy?”

“d-don’t say that !”

you whine. your back arches when he slips another finger in besides his first , the girth and length of both digits filling you like no other could. you’d imagine what his cock would feel like in comparison to this, but you can’t.

“d-dizzy, suguru— ‘m gonna cum, i— can’t !”

“cum doll, please, cum f’me, need it so bad..” he whines, feverently jerking at his cock as his eyes zero in on your lewd expression.

he pants with relief when he feels your cunt convulse around his slim digits, a sticky, creamy substance that coats his fingers. he pulls himself away from the mess, smearing a bit on the soft of your thigh before pressing a unmatched kiss onto your lips.

your mess coats the fat folds of your cunt, sweet pearly clit puffy and swollen, just oh, so desperate to be loved. he can tell. he leans down in between your legs before you take notice, pressing a harsh kiss against your slippery bud. one hard enough that you had been unable to push his head away with all your might, forced to lay still below him as he gently suckles on your clit and sneakily licks at your creamy mess.

he raises his head all proud with a snarky grin, only to be met with a slap to the forehead.

he sighs, squirming uncomfortably at the noted mess in his boxers. not a word is exchanged between the two of you, only light pants that reverberate around the small dorm room.

“w-wanna go further ?”

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[luminiamore]

yoga instructer choso x black man-eater reader

a/n: this is heavily inspired by jennifer’s body (・_・ヾ

also 1000 followers WHATT? (つ✧ω✧)つ

no branding included in this fic actually, so yk what that means. part two in the future asf (ﾉ´ з `)ノ

warnings: murder, reader is a succubus who eats boys & the girls she sleeps with (not choso), reader has fangs, big dick choso, he’s shy, he do be eating ass though, sloppy eater, whiny choso, pussydrunk cho, breeding asf, soft dom choso but like (￣ω￣;) subby, he makes reader submit, just nasty, also frens with satosugu

man-eater

Noun

man-eater (plural man-eaters)

An animal that attacks and kills humans for food, such as certain tigers or sharks; any animal that consumes human flesh. quotations 

A cannibal; a human that eats other humans. quotations 

(by extension, slang) A seductive dangerous woman, often readily taking and discarding male romantic partners. 

One thing you loved about the 21st century is that there was never a shortage of people. They were everywhere. Crawling around like little ants and fucking rapidly like rabbits. You never ran out of your source of food, your source of life. 

Your species have been around for a long time. You don’t remember how you came to be, but when you first opened your eyes, you were in the center of hot molten rock from the middle of the northwest Pacific Ocean. Tamu Massif, the world’s massive underwater volcano, just 1,600 km east of Japan, was your home. 

Your first feeding, your first kill, happened off the coast on the Seychelles beaches about two days after you were awakened. Your brown body was paling by then, but you didn’t know why. At first, you didn’t know what you were, but you knew you were weak and physically unable to move at some point. While still beautiful, your eyes lacked any life in them. You needed energy.

In your defense, they came to you. The wife did, more specifically. You were under the sun a lot; it was the only thing that could at least give you some life. You suspected she and the buff man with her were here as tourists, a honeymoon vacation spot perhaps. But, even after just being introduced to this world, you knew what you preferred. You were selective.

Her husband wasn’t all that interesting to break, but her... 

She was gorgeous, downright angelic. And you had such a strong desire to fuck her. And weirdly enough, your mouth started savoring at the thought of eating her. 

It seems you hadn’t known just how insatiable you can be, just how powerful you really are. It wasn’t on purpose; you swear it wasn’t. But you know what they say about firsts. She was addicting. How soft she was, how perfect her body fit with yours. She taught you how to feel, how to let go. You were so high on pleasure.

So, you can imagine your distress when you wake up to her unmoving body on top of your naked one. When you shift your eyes to the left, you notice her neck, specifically the missing chunk of it. You lick your lips and immediately grimace at the saltiness. You pushed her body towards your side with a huff. 

At first, you felt quite hysterical. You ran toward the mirror and saw something that caused you to gasp.  

Was that blood?

Red spots were all over your face, and your mouth area was even more adorned. Your locs are messy, cascading down past your hips. It wasn’t difficult to figure out what occurred while you were intoxicated with pleasure. 

Your face is grim as you grasp onto the skin of your forehead, groaning. Flashes start to appear in your mind. A glimpse of her face, body, her pussy. Flashes of you leaning into her neck, flashes of her neck being torn apart, and flashes of her body shaky under your firm hold. 

Oh.

After about ten seconds had passed of your staring in the mirror, you accepted that this woman was now dead. You had killed her. 

But.. you weren’t overwhelmed by dread. Not upset or guilty that you completely depleted this woman’s life force. A strong feeling coursed through every nook and cranny in your veins, and you felt rejuvenated. The eye bags that had formed beneath your wispy eyelashes were absent, you could tell that much despite the amount of blood splattered on your face.

You had a liking for this feeling. Your strength was apparent, and your skin was brighter and clearer. You experienced such a state of euphoria. And well, you would die if you didn’t get more. Literally and figuratively.

You didn’t make an effort to conceal the body; you felt no need to. You felt compelled to go somewhere, but when you looked in that direction, all you could see was the moving water. You escaped into the ocean at the exact moment, moving as fast as you could away from the small island and following the intense pressure calling out to you.

Since that incident, you’ve stayed in Japan. A black woman with unnatural beauty stalked through the night, undeniably being the center of attention. You were the talk of everywhere you went; people often compared you to a witch, a vampire was the funniest one you’ve heard. You were unusual and feared a little by the public. Although you were beautiful, every step you took was infused with a sense of danger and mystery. Death, even. 

It’s common for people who left with you to never be seen again. In the event that they were, they weren’t the same. People had this inexhaustible attraction towards you. They wanted to know more, they tried to discover the secrets you held. But unless you choose them, all people could potentially get out of you was a meaningless glance.

The more you kill, the stronger you become. You became aware of this shortly after your second kill, and you could soon hold off on feeding for weeks if you needed to. Though you’ve grown to realize that you’re superior to a particular breed, you were never the type to go crazy with power. Many of your species, you could tell, were famous and had the most influence on the public. 

Take the city’s most well-known billionaires, such as Suguru Geto and Satoru Gojo. Their ownership of many corporations and businesses allowed them to have multiple connections with dangerous parts of Japan, such as the Yakuza. However, they also contribute significant amounts of income to the city annually. Their support of the most popular things in the population was indisputable, making it impossible not to like them. It wasn’t because they wanted to; they weren’t that generous, but because they loved power. 

Passing them on your stroll, you could tell they were similar to you. Their scent was unlike that of humans, and their energy and absolute pheromones were ridiculous. They were looking for prey that night, you could tell by how potent it was. And perhaps if you were human, you would have fallen for their charm when they called out for you. 

They had plans to make you their meal for the night, but unfortunately, their hypnotic effect on humans didn’t work on you. That’s when they realized that you were like them, and well, they were both amused. 

“Aw, how cute,”

“Bet you would’ve tasted real good too.”

To this day, you don’t know if Suguru was talking about eating you or your pussy. Even so, you became a close friend of the pair from that moment forward. There were days when they would pop up to your apartment unannounced and grace you with their antics. It was more of a domestic setting, not sexual, but they enjoyed being around someone who deeply understood them. 

Today was one of those days. Your peaceful nap ended when they entered your bedroom and plopped down on your bed, discussing the last feeding they had. Satoru’s voice reaches an enthusiastic pitch,

“She was so bendy, Suguru! She bent over backwards, and she was still taking my dick,” 

The long-haired man shifts his eyes carelessly towards his best friend, who is resting on your thighs and intensely focused on something on his phone. You were oblivious to the words spewed out by Satoru, fighting against the sleep you had gotten before they arrived. The latter raises a brow,

“Hmm,”

“She told me she takes something called yoga classes? It’s a shame she’s dead now, she was fu- Wait! Hey, Y/n?”

Your response is a hum as he shifts his head to your face and speaks with a sly smile on his lips,

“Do you take yoga classes?” 

You were not very fond of modern activities, so you rarely indulged in them. You rarely attempt to learn about human life and what they do for fun or work due to that knowledge. Their values never weighed down on you, and as a result, you lived a peaceful life. When you glanced down at piercing ice eyes, the confusion was evident on your face, 

“What’s..yoga?”

Suguru gave a response instead, knowing that Satoru would give you a misleading description of the exercise, 

“It’s just an activity humans do to calm the mind and stretch the body.”

“I see. Does it bring pleasure?”

“Maybe, they seem to be very satisfied afterwards.”

You twist your head in thought, interesting. Satoru pokes at your shoulder, and when you glance down, he shows you his phone screen. Plentiful pictures of women in various positions, very flexible..positions. Was she holding herself up on her forearms?

“Where can I find this? I’d like to.. learn.” Your own words caused you to startle yourself, and now you’re completely awake. 

Since when? 

You hear a breathy laugh coming from beneath you. “Oh yeah? Didn’t peg you as the type to like playing with your food.” His fingers move to find the nearest yoga studio by your building, despite his taunting, and he feels internally happy when he discovers it’s one he knows. 

You flick his head, giggling while he grunts a bit. “It’s interesting. I didn’t know the body could shape itself like that.” In all honesty, he presented you with some pictures that made you grimace a little. 

“There’s a place called Kamo’s Zen Sanctuary a few blocks from here. Of course, Suguru and I are friends with the owner.”

The mentioned man hums in assurance, 

“We can send a car to take you tomorrow afternoon if you’re up for it.” He wiggles his brows as he waits for your response.

As always, they kept their word without fail. Before the car arrived the next day, a large package was delivered to your door with a flimsy note that said, ‘You’re welcome.’ 

It’s probable that you only needed one yoga set, but your friends wanted to give you a wide array of choices to pick from. Ultimately, you opted for a lightweight black set. When you looked in the mirror, you really saw how the clothing accentuated your body, especially your ass. Oh, you liked this.

Stopping outside the studio, your mind suddenly became well aware that you didn’t know how human establishments operated. You took pleasure in the decorative pieces that this place had. Cold air, a Buddha statue spilling water steadily in a bowl, and soothing violin music immediately welcomed you upon arrival. 

Despite not being familiar with the environment, you still entered it with grace. You would have left if it weren’t for the tall, handsome gentleman who sneaked up on you from behind. His silent demeanor made it impossible to hear him, and when you saw his face, you indeed weren’t disappointed.

“Do you need help, miss?”

Smooth was how his words came across. When you faced him, his face was smooth, too. Your body vibrated, your fingertips were slightly twitching, and your mind was reeling in the fact that you were suddenly very, very hungry. Although it’s been a week since you last had anything to eat, you’ve already found your next prey. 

Him. The quite pale man with a pair of beautiful, solemn eyes. The dark line across his face is a perfect fit for him, and it’s hard not to notice. His plum lips are almost puckered, but they look so soft you want to sink your teeth into them. You want him.

You eye his exposed biceps in the black shirt clinging onto his pale skin, “Yes, I want to learn yoga. How can I?”   

Even as his ears flush, he maintains a steady tone and unbothered expression when addressing you, barely making eye contact, “I can get you started with that. My name is Choso. I’m an instructor here. Come with me, miss.”

You nodded without reason because the man had already turned and started walking to a different room. You’re staring at him, more so the way his muscles ripple with every step he takes. There’s an intangible desire on your part to fuck this man, bite every inch of his body until he was withering in pleasure. 

Choso seemed shy, but you liked that he was nervous and fidgety around you as you faced him in a larger room with a mirror covering both ends. There were no lights on, only candles surrounding the black walls. The echo from the fish swimming in the small pond could be heard throughout the space. 

His back could be seen through the clear glass. As you looked around, you also noticed red mats and..blocks? This place was strange. You lick your lips when he speaks again, 

“This is where we do the practice. I sense that you’re new to this. Do you want to start with a small stretch first?” His hand reaches behind him to pick up a thin mat, his low purple eyes flickering between the object and you. 

“Of course, Choso.”

Choso has a sweet scent, almost like a bakery. The moment you walked inside, his scent infiltrated your nostrils. The sheer proximity of his body when he guided you into what he said was the downward dog position made you feel like you were floating. You felt hot, even on fire, when he touched you. The fabric you wore was so tightly held onto your body that it felt like he was touching your bare skin.

He was exerting pressure on your lower thighs, making them conform to the position. When you glanced in the mirror, he seemed so focused on what he was doing. You swear your pussy had a heartbeat. His gaze catches yours,

“Head down, miss.”

You listen wordlessly, your locs making small thumping sounds when they hit the red surface. Maybe Choso could feel the heat and craving radiating off of your body. Maybe he couldn’t. It’s impossible to read his thoughts, no matter which way you look at it. His face remains blank after he says ‘good job’ for maintaining the position after a minute. If he can feel your body heating up like you can, his expression doesn’t make it known. 

His body, however, does. More so, how red he gets, as if he’s heating up too as if he’s experiencing the same shit you are. Could he be?

Choso tells you about the next position he’s going to put you in,

“You’re a little tense on your outer hips, so we’re gonna do something called the Pigeon pose.”

You’re almost about to ask, ‘What’s that?’ but he shows you before you can even part your lips. Your right leg is flat against the floor, twisted in front of you almost perfectly, while your left leg elongates towards the back. Choso observes the difficulty of your arms in holding you up, so he goes in front of you to help. The firmness of his hands on your hips reflects his strength, especially when he presses down slightly to stretch the area. 

“It’s okay. Your legs are supporting you. You can relax a bit.” Can you, though? With the way, he’s pressing on an area that’s suddenly very sore to you. His voice is scratching some primal part of your brain. You think it’s impossible.

“Am I supposed to be doing something while in this position?” You intentionally lower your voice to make him look at you. He does, just not in the way you want. That stupid, blank expression is still on his face. You rub your lower body on the mat, shivering a little as it barely touches your clit through the fabric.

“You’re supposed to breathe. Just be.” He speaks softly against your face. You were fond of his closeness, the sensation of his breath being directly on your skin. 

“When will this feel pleasurable?” You exhale. You honestly weren’t seeing any interest in human activities again. You were only getting a slight burn on your legs, and that was due to the grip Choso still had on you.

You don’t know what it is you said, but you watch Choso intensely. You can see his eyes widen for a split second before returning to their original state.

“Pleasurable? You came here.. for pleasure?” 

There was a slight hiccup in his voice at the end of his question. You got him, you think. It shouldn’t be much to get him under you now. He taps his long fingers on your hip twice twice in an attempt to make you shift to the other leg, causing you to jump. 

A wince escapes your lips as he releases his grip on you, “I hear that this practice can give that. Is it true?”

You finally caught Choso’s eye on you. In fact, his gaze remains on you even after he observes your body shift its position. You believe that you like his eyes on you. He lowers himself to your level to help you still your body.

“I suppose it depends on what kind of pleasure you’re looking for, miss.”

You hum softly as you breathe him in once more today when his palms rest against you once again. What did he mean by that?

You reply, but your gaze never leaves his, “What kind of pleasure can you give me, Choso?” 

Choso was quiet, reserved from the public, and honestly tried his best to avoid any eye contact with you during your entire time in his studio. But he only has so much self-control, as did you. The only conversation was a series of intense squelching sounds as Choso sucked on your pink bud obscenely. 

“Oh fuck- Just like that, Cho!”

He moaned fervently against your brown lips, pulling your hips against his face and keeping your cheeks apart with his large grip. You were on your knees, back shaped into a perfect arch. He was not letting go, squeezing his tongue down your wet pussy lips. Your body shakes as his tongue licks a stripe through your folds, circles all over your puckered hole, and drool slips onto the thin mat.

“Ah-!”

Your cries made Choso even more red in the ears. He thought he was pretty dull, not exciting or engaging to talk to. He didn’t pay much attention to his looks, girls always found him too.. weird. It wasn’t something he expected to happen on his day. He knew who you were before you came in, Satoru had the pleasure of letting him know you were on your way. But the minute you came into his place of work, he found it very hard to resist you. That’s why he didn’t make any eye contact. 

The truth is, Choso was deeply attracted to you and found it terrifying. 

Choso’s pretty head was puzzled by the fact that he was responsible for the angelic sounds that emerged from your plump lips. He couldn’t fathom that he was on his knees licking the most sensitive parts of your body. But, he welcomed it, letting himself sink into the essence of you with a feeling of overwhelming desperation. 

“Want more. Come on, miss. Give m-me more, please.”

How much more can you give him? He already has his face deep inside of you. You understand what he is trying to say when he inserts two fingers into your wet mound, dragging them in and out and carefully grazing the spongy spot that makes you thrash around. You immediately clench at the intrusion, feeling the overwhelming pleasure burn in the pit of your stomach. 

Choso is eager to pay attention to all parts of you but doesn’t know where to focus. Every part of you tastes so celestial, he wanted you to give him everything at the same time. His finger-fucking is swift, and your mind is entirely absent when the man pushes his tongue into and out of your ass simultaneously. Choso was so turned on that his precum was making a stain on his shorts from how much he was leaking.

His moans vibrated against your lower lips, and you swore in all your existence that you had never been eaten so nasty like this. He was going to make you cum so fast that you couldn’t even be mad about it.

He can feel it. The fatness of your pussy is pressing against Choso’s two big fingers, forcing him to use more strength to maintain his rapid pace. Your wetness creates a beautiful clear puddle under his attack, and he can feel it. Could you also do that on his dick? Milk his cock over and over and over again until he couldn’t cum anymore? Choso has been an atheist his entire life, but he almost prayed for this one favor.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Ouuu fuck! I’m g-gonna-”

The man doesn’t respond at first, only presses into your G-spot harder and more forcefully, as if he has a point to prove. He circles at your clit, wrapping the twitching bud around his lips, and sucks hard. What does it for you is the drunk whispers vibrating against your core of ‘Please, give it to me. Just cum. Fuck, it’s so wet.’

Your stomach tightens, your hands grip the carpeted floor in front of you, and your mouth releases pornographic moaning as cream pours out of you and onto his waiting tongue. Choso is clamoring for your taste, and as a result, he moans out with you. You have a strong desire for him, but for some inexplicable reason, your body is unwilling to eat him. Instead, you never wanted to fuck a person so badly in your life. 

Choso’s close proximity makes him ignore your little whimpers while rubbing his blushing, leaking tip up and down your sloppy cunt. When did he even pull his dick out? 

“Bet it’s so w-warm inside. Ah-” When his flushed tip accidentally slips in, and he gets a taste of the warmth you bring, his breathy voice cracks. You’re whining now. Pushing back on Choso, sucking his wide cock in your greedy hole, feeling impatient to force him down far enough to rip your pussy. 

Choso has the most beautiful moans you’ve ever heard. His voice is deep, but his tone gets so high in pitch when he’s like this. It’s so whiny it makes you cream. Literally. His voice cracks, just like his resolve does when you slide all 7.8 inches of him in so that your hips are flush against his pelvis. The feeling of his dick inside of you is so good that you’re so close to begging.

He thought he could have some self-control, but he barely kept it together when he was just eating you out. Your drooling pussy convulsing and contracting against Choso, against his cock, is a sign that his soul has reached a part of heaven. He couldn’t stop himself, really. He couldn’t do anything but relentlessly fuck you at an inhuman pace. 

“So good. So good. Pussy’s so fucking-” He cuts himself off with a loud groan when he witnesses your soft brown cheeks being spread apart for him, revealing a magnificent view of your pussy being stretched beyond their limits. Giving him a beautiful view of your messy pussy creaming the more his dick repeatedly punches your g-spot again and again and again.

You’re wailing. You’re trying to find something to hold onto that can bring your mind back to reality. Choso makes it so hard. He is becoming more and more clingy to your liquids, and his hips are vibrating violently against yours, making you believe he might be bruising your cervix. You love it. You love every speck of pleasure flowing and rippling through your body. You love everything he’s giving your body at this moment.

“I-I know what you- Oh fuck. W-what you are,”

Huh?

The thought is almost pushed out of your head when he angles his hips to get deeper inside of you. Wet and dirty sounds of his balls hitting your clit are filling the air of the stretch room. Choso is rambling now. Your pretty pussy’s attempt to milk his cock until there was nothing is making him feel delirious. It just feels so good, so safe, so wet. God, you were so fucking wet for him. He continues his fucked out declaration,

“A-And I can tell y-you don’t like c-commitment, but please. Please let me k-keep you satisfied for all e-eternity.” His rough and insatiable pounding sends your mind to distant places while he pleads. 

With whatever coherent part of your brain is still there, you cower away at the proposition. Shaking your head rapidly in a ‘no’ motion. His harsh thrusts are practically felt in your womb, pushing your hips away when you scramble to grab something stable to hold you on the floor.

Of course, Choso doesn’t let you run away like that. He quickly brings your waist back against him, making sure that his cock is nestled in the deepest parts of your warmth for a moment before starting to thrust again. You’re forced to take it all, and he doesn’t even need to say a word to prevent you from trying that shit again.

Still, you whimper out,

“Chooo baby, I can’t- Ahhh! Can’t l-let you do that.”

Choso only frowns at the evident lie on your lips and pushes your entire body harder onto the mat. A loud gasp escapes your lips when you unexpectedly squirt all over the thin object due to the sudden pressure you feel on your cervix. He was so deep.

Choso doesn’t slow down; he only moans with staggering moans when your pussy sprays its juices on him. In fact, he goes faster. 

“P-Please, miss. I can make you feel this g-good whenever you want. I can- Fuckk. I promise I c-can always fuck you deep like t-this. I’ll worship you. I’d do anything you- anything you ask, just please. L-Let me.” 

It seems that Choso understood precisely what you needed, a bit of prodding and persuading. He’s sure that if someone happens to walk into the lobby, they’ll hear exactly what’s going on due to the loud squelching you both are making. But why does he want that? Why does he want everyone to know that he is the one making you cry out so pretty as if he were your god? Despite your brief resolve, you give the handsome man exactly what he asks. You.

“Yes! Oh fuck yes! M’all yours, Cho! M’cumming- Shit. Shit. Shit. I’m-”

The sounds you both made at the same time were too much for your lovemaking to drown out. With your dam breaking, your pussy twitching open and closed, and your tight pussy covering his heavy cock with splashes of clear liquid and your sweet, sweet cream, Choso gets a taste of heaven. He cums with you. His hand grips the sides of your hips so hard, even through your dark skin, that it might leave bruises. Your perfect pussy squeezing a heavy load out of the man so much that he was shaking when he felt it overfill your cunt. Fuck, you’re too much. 

Heavy breathing and a light pap sound coming from his cum dripping out of your poor pussy could barely be heard by both of you. Choso was in such a headspace that his mind needed to take a breather to gather what the fuck he was going to say to you in a few minutes, his dick softening inside you. You were feeling the after-effects of being fucked so good, buzzing in your right ear, spasming on a cock that’s still buried deep inside of you, and aches on your lower body.

You start to pull off of him, thinking that’s what he wants, but he immediately grabs your hips and keeps you still, still not getting over the euphoric feeling of your pussy on him. Choso realizes something, and at this moment, he feels the most embarrassed he has ever felt. He managed to get a girl's commitment without even knowing her name. 

“Um.. miss?”

You barely let out a whisper, “Yes, Cho?”

“… What’s your name?”

There’s a beat of silence. Please don’t hate me. Please don’t hate me. Please don’t hate me. Choso is pleading that you won’t hate him.

His thoughts were disrupted by a melodic laugh and a honey voice, “It’s Y/n, cutie.” 

Y/n? He finds that name so.. pretty. Almost as pretty as your body. Almost as pretty as the sight of your tight pussy creaming up and- 

Well, now he’s hard again. You won’t mind if he pleases you a little more, right? After all, he made a promise, and Choso is never known for breaking his promises.

@hatake05

@thickbihhwitdagapp

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[suguae]

ain't no saint...but we pretend to be .ᐟ

જsynopsis. you aren't as innocent as suguru assumed.

જpairings. g. suguru x fem! reader

જcontents. mdni! masturbation, oral, male receiving oral.

Suguru's chuckle was a low rumble, accompanied by the flick of the joint's butt cast into the shadows. His eyes, a flicker of mischief, remained fixed on his white-haired companion, Satoru. "She's a cute one, no doubt. But innocent? Oh, unquestionably," he mused, the corners of his lips curling into a smirk. "The canvas of her experiences remains pristine and untouched for sure."

Satoru raised an eyebrow at Suguru's comment, a smirk playing on his lips. "You never know, Suguru. Sometimes the innocent ones surprise you." He took a drag from his own joint, exhaling the smoke slowly. "Besides, experience isn't everything."

His gaze remained fixed on Satoru, his white hair gleaming under the muted glow. "Yeah, then why don't you give her a go," he mumbled, his words punctuated by the faint scent of smoke lingering in the air, a testament to the joint he had just finished. There was a playful challenge in his tone, a hint of mischief dancing in his eyes as he awaited Satoru's response.

Satoru chuckled, a knowing glint in his eyes as he took another drag from his joint. "Oh, Suguru, my dear friend," he said, the smoke swirling around him like a shroud of secrets. "Some canvases are best left unmarked. Besides," he added with a sly grin, "I prefer to be with those who can keep up."

As Satoru and Suguru headed back into the lively party, laughter and music greeted them at the door. The atmosphere was electric, the air filled with excitement and energy. They exchanged nods and casual greetings with familiar faces as they made their way deeper into the crowd.

Unbeknownst to them, the party happened to be hosted by your older brother.

Suguru's footsteps echoed softly as he navigated the lively party, his eyes scanning the crowd in search of you, despite his earlier declaration to Satoru that he wouldn't dare mess with someone like you. Yet, as the music pulsed and laughter filled the air, you remained elusive, your absence noticeable to him.

Unable to shake the curiosity gnawing at him, Suguru excused himself from Satoru's side and began to wander through the familiar halls of your brother's home, his steps guided by an instinct. Eventually, he found himself standing before the closed door of your bedroom, hesitating for a moment before rapping his knuckles against the wood.

"Hey, it's Suguru," he called out, his voice low but audible over the din of the party. "Mind if I come in?"

There was a moment of silence before the door creaked open just a crack, revealing your curious gaze on the other side. Suguru offered you a sheepish smile, his expression softened by a hint of vulnerability. "Sorry to bother you," his voice sincere.

Suguru's breath caught in his throat as the door swung open further, revealing you standing before him in an outfit that sent his mind reeling. The sight of you in one of the shortest skirts you owned, paired with a revealing top, ignited a flurry of thoughts and desires within him that he struggled to contain.

For a moment, he was speechless, his eyes tracing the contours of your figure with a hunger he couldn't disguise. The soft glow of the room accentuated every curve and exposed inch of skin, leaving him feeling utterly captivated by your presence.

"Suguru?" Your voice broke through his reverie, pulling him back to reality. There was a hint of amusement in your tone, as if you could sense the effect you were having on him.

He cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure. "Uh, sorry," he managed, his cheeks flushing slightly. "I, uh, just wanted to make sure you were okay. You know, with all the chaos downstairs."

Your lips quirked into a knowing smile, and for a moment, Suguru felt a surge of embarrassment wash over him. But beneath it all, there was an undeniable spark of attraction that lingered between you, begging to be explored.

As Suguru stood there, still slightly flustered from the unexpected encounter, you took matters into your own hands. With a mischievous glint in your eyes, you gently pulled him into your bedroom, closing the door behind you with a soft click.

"The party's fine, really," you assured him, your voice low and inviting. "But I just prefer it in here, away from all the chaos."

Before Suguru could respond, you found yourself unable to resist the temptation any longer. With a playful grin, you pushed him back against the plushie-filled pink bed, the soft fabric enveloping him as he landed with a surprised laugh.

His eyes widened in surprise, a mixture of amusement and excitement dancing in their depths. You hovered over him, your proximity sparking a palpable tension between you as you met his gaze with a daring smirk.

In that moment, the world outside your bedroom faded away, leaving only the two of you and the electric energy that crackled between your bodies. With a soft chuckle, Suguru reached up to pull you closer, his lips curving into a knowing smile as he surrendered to the irresistible pull of the moment.

"You reek of weed by the way," you remarked casually, your voice tinged with amusement as you sauntered across the room. The soft glow of the fairy lights accentuated the curve of your silhouette, casting a spell over Suguru as he watched you move with effortless grace.

With a playful grin, you reached for your collection of fragrances, the bottles arranged neatly on a vanity table. The delicate clink of glass echoed in the air as you selected a strawberry-scented perfume, the fruity aroma dancing on the breeze as you sprayed it into the air.

Suguru couldn't tear his gaze away as you turned back to face him, the scent enveloping you in a tantalizing cloud. But it wasn't just the fragrance that captivated him; it was the way you moved, every sway of your hips a silent invitation.

"Better?" you asked, a hint of mischief in your voice as you met his gaze.

He nodded, his eyes drinking in every detail of you, from the subtle curve of your lips to the playful glint in your eyes. "Much better," he replied, his voice husky with desire.

As Suguru's desire surged, he closed the distance between you with an almost reckless abandon. His hands found purchase on your hips, pulling you closer until there was barely an inch of space between your bodies. The air crackled with electricity as his lips crashed against yours in a fervent kiss, hungry and urgent.

You responded eagerly, your fingers tangling in his hair as you melted into the kiss, your heart pounding in your chest. His touch sent shivers down your spine, igniting a fire within you that threatened to consume everything in its path.

The world around you faded into oblivion as you lost yourself in the intoxicating heat of the moment. Time seemed to stand still as you and Suguru became lost in a whirlwind of passion, the boundaries between you blurring until there was only the two of you and the raw intensity of your connection.

With a sly smirk, your hand snaked down Suguru's chest, fingers dancing over firm muscles and trailing hot whispers along his skin.

Your voice dropped lower, filled with a mixture of lust and amusement, “I've always wanted you, Suguru," your words sending a shiver down his spine as you pulled him closer. Your eyes locked with his gaze, unwavering as you added, "And now I finally have you all to myself."

Suguru found himself growing rock hard in response to your words and dominant demeanor, Suguru couldn't help but be surprised and turned on. He had never seen you like this, and as you pressed your body against his, he released a low moan, "I...”

You felt your lips curl into a giggle as you watched Suguru struggle to find his words while under the influence of your sudden display of dominance. You pressed your advantage, your fingers tracing teasing patterns along the front of his pants.

As you pulled down Suguru's pants, his long and veiny cock sprang free, catching you by complete surprise. The sight of him sent a jolt of pure desire straight to your core. "Wow," you breathed, taking in the size and girth of him.

Despite the sheer size of him, you didn't hesitate to wrap your plump, peachy lips around Suguru's tip. You teased the head of his cock with your tongue, savoring the taste of his pre-cum.

You could hear the loud music from the party outside mixing with Suguru's throaty grunts and moans as you eagerly sucked him off. Your plump lips glided up and down his length, the veins on his shaft standing out from your tight grip.

"Fuck Y/N," Suguru whimpered, his voice thick with pleasure as he grabbed a chunk of your hair, gently guiding your head further down his shaft, making sure to give you every inch of his long and veiny cock.

As you sucked Suguru off, you couldn't help but slide a finger or two down to your wet and throbbing clit. Vigorously rubbing the pearl, letting out soft whimpers as the pleasure built up inside of you.

Suguru felt himself getting closer to the edge, the vibrations from your soft whimpers only adding to the pleasure. "Keep it going, princess," he groaned, losing his words as you took him deeper in her mouth. "Ah!"

In a matter of seconds, your cute face was covered in Suguru's white, hot cum. He tried to distinguish what just happened as the cute and innocent girl he knew turned out to be such a dirty little slut.

A string of cum dangled from your lip, but you didn’t care. With a flick of your tongue, it was gone. You smiled at Suguru, not ashamed of what you had just done at all. The smeared cum on your lips was proof of your enjoyment.

Suguru felt his heart race. He had never experienced such an intense and passionate moment like this. And it wasn't just physical pleasure, but an emotional release as well. Seeing you like this, so wild and unashamed... it was incredible.

Yeah, it was the first time seeing you like this—but Suguru had a gut feeling that this definitely wasn’t gonna be the last.

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[nuhahani]

The Plug

Modern Plug!Geto x Fem!Reader

Plug!Suguru who saves your number in his phone the first time you stop by his house to buy from him because he thinks you’re cute

Plug!Suguru who starts by giving you a free preroll the next time you pick up your weed from him

Plug!Suguru who offers to smoke with you when he sees you the third time, just to make sure you’re getting your hits right of course.

Plug!Suguru who introduces you to his best friend before kicking him to smoke with you.

Plug!Suguru who tries not to smirk when he catches you watching the way his tongue glides across the edges of the blunt to seal it.

Plug!Suguru who insists you should know how to shotgun and offers to teach you, for educational purposes of course.

Plug!Suguru who can’t keep his mouth off your lips and neck as you smoke on his lap.

Plug!Suguru who’s more than happy to demonstrate the many other talents he can use his fingers for as you cum for the third time.

Plug!Suguru who thinks his new favorite pillow just might your thighs as he’s kissing and sucking on your cunt like it’s the last meal he’ll ever have, he’d die happy if it was.

Plug!Suguru who holds the blunt at your lips so he can fuck you properly while you take a hit.

Plug!Suguru who’s reached a new level of high as you tighten and cum around his cock.

Plug!Suguru who can’t fuck anyone else after seeing your high fucked out expression as he fills you up with his cum

Plug!Suguru who’s ordering your favorite food and cleaning you up afterwards

Plug!Suguru who now rolls his blunts on your ass while you chill on his bed.

Plug!Suguru who made things official and now you smoke for free.

A/N I just know Gojo’s pissed about being sent home and still having to pay for his weed

#jujutsu geto #geto smut #jjk geto #geto suguru #geto x reader #getou suguru x reader #geto x you #geto x y/n #jjk suguru #suguru geto smut #jjk x you #jjk x reader #jjk fluff #jjk smut #jjk fanfic #jjk #jujutsu sorcerer #jujutsu gojo #jjk gojo #gojo smut #gojo satoru

[bbmsxlene]

📖 - QUEEN ELIZABETH

m.list - next

IM BACK BABES!!!! i just had a lil… spring break down ig?

BUT IM OKAY

im sorry this was supposed to be angst but i cannot make utahime not funny😭

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[callisto-corner]

Geto Suguru | Boozed up

Pairing: Geto Suguru x gn reader

Warnings: Established relationship, Slightly suggestive at the end, fluff

Words: 3400

For what feels like an eternity, you've been ensnared in a ceaseless onslaught of paperwork, drowning beneath a tidal wave of reports, memos, and requests. Each day melds into the next, a relentless march of deadlines and obligations that leave you gasping for air. As the clock strikes seven, you trudge wearily through the office doors, the faint hum of the fluorescent lights casting eerie shadows across the deserted cubicles. You're acutely aware of the weight of responsibility resting squarely on your shoulders as a senior figure in your department—a responsibility that demands nothing short of perfection from you at all times.

Despite your best efforts to maintain a semblance of balance, the line between work and personal life has long since blurred into obscurity. You strive to lead by example, to uphold the standards you've set for your team, yet find yourself caught in a never-ending cycle of early mornings and late nights. There are evenings when you linger in the office long past the point of exhaustion, the promise of home a distant memory as you battle against the relentless tide of tasks that seems to grow with each passing day.

You've sacrificed dinners, missed gatherings, and watched as the hours slip away into the night, all in pursuit of a goal that seems to move ever further out of reach. There are nights when you barely make it home at all, in between Geto’s arms welcome sanctuary lost amidst the chaos of paperwork that threatens to consume you whole. And yet, even in the darkest moments of exhaustion and despair, a flicker of determination remains—a stubborn refusal to surrender to the overwhelming weight of it all.

You cling to that belief like a lifeline, drawing strength from the knowledge that every report completed, every task conquered, brings you one step closer to the light at the end of the tunnel. In the quiet moments of solitude, amidst the stacks of paperwork that tower around you like silent sentinels, you focus on a sense of purpose—a reminder that, despite the odds stacked against you, you are capable of going home.

As the clock struck the end of another grueling Friday, you felt a rush of relief wash over you. With a satisfied smile, you watched as the computer screen flickered off, signaling the end of your spreadsheet-induced captivity. Without hesitation, you made a beeline for the elevator, eager to escape the confines of the office.

As the doors slid open, you stepped into the dimly lit car park, the faint hum of fluorescent lights overhead providing a comforting backdrop to your freedom. Your steps quickened as you approached your car, a sense of liberation flooding your senses as you pressed the button on your key fob and heard the reassuring beep of your car unlocking.

With a lightness in your step, you settled into the driver's seat, the familiar scent of leather and stale coffee enveloping you. The soft hum of the engine filled the air as you started the car, the sound a soothing melody that whispered promises of adventure and possibility. This felt unreal and you couldn't help but hum a tune, the jingle of freedom alive on your tongue. The world outside seemed to come alive with colours, the streetlights casting a soft glow on the pavement as you pulled out of the parking space.

The road stretched out before you, a ribbon of asphalt winding its way through the city streets. It was a familiar path, one you had traveled many times before, yet it felt different somehow, charged with a sense of jubilation.

As you navigated the deserted streets, you couldn't resist the urge to share your newfound freedom with Suguru, your trusted confidant. He had done nothing but offer his support for these past months. He texted to check up and often delivered food to you. With a few swift taps on your phone, you shot off a text message, a grin spreading across your face as you imagined his reaction.

But as you continued on your journey home, the lack of response from Suguru gnawed at the edges of your consciousness. It was unlike him to be unresponsive, especially at this hour. A flicker of concern ignited in your chest as you considered the possibilities.

The red light ahead brought your thoughts to a halt, and you found yourself drumming your fingers nervously against the gear stick. Glancing at the time displayed on the screen, you furrowed your brow in confusion. 9:44 pm. It was late, but not late enough for Suguru to be asleep.

As you resumed driving, a sense of unease lingered in the pit of your stomach, refusing to dissipate despite your best efforts to push it aside. The soft glow of the traffic light cast an eerie pallor over the empty streets, heightening your apprehension with each passing moment.

In an attempt to shake off the feeling of dread that clung to you like a second skin, you pressed down on the accelerator, the rev of the muffler echoing through the quiet night air as your speed increased. The rush of wind against the windows offered a fleeting sense of liberat, but it did little to dispel the growing sense of unease that gnawed at your insides.

Your gaze flickered to the glowing screen of your phone, the incoming call breaking the monotony of the night. With a mixture of relief and curiosity, you recognized the ID, a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips when you saw Geto's name flashing on the screen as you turned down the volume of the blaring ringtone of the car just a bit.

With a sense of anticipation, you pushed the answer on the steering wheel, "Were you sleeping?" you mused

But before you could hear his response, there was a sudden commotion on the other end of the line, voices clamoring for attention in a chaotic chorus. Confusion knitted your brow as you strained to make sense of the jumble of sounds, until finally, a familiar voice cut.

“Hello?”

It was Gojo—the irrepressible force of nature who always managed to inject a sense of levity into even the most dire of situations. A smile tugged at your lips as you realized the identity of the caller.

“Yes Gojo i’m here” you replied making a stop at another red light. Despite the lingering unease that still lingered in the recesses of your mind, the unexpected call offered a brief respite from the weight of your worries. Maybe Geto was with Gojo.

Making a stop at another red light, you listened intently as Gojo filled you in on the unexpected turn of events. "See, We're at a restaurant for a team dinner," he explained, a hint of amusement in his tone. "Shoko and I decided to stick around, and surprisingly, so did Geto."

Your interest piqued at the mention of Geto's name, and you listened closely as Gojo continued. "And wouldn't you know it, by the end of the night, he's absolutely wasted."

"Wasted?" you repeated, incredulous. "That doesn't sound like Geto at all. He's not one to drink."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line before Gojo responded, his voice tinged with confusion. "He's not? Huh, that's strange."

Your concern for Geto deepening. He's always been mindful of his health, never going over the limit, even with something as simple as a glass of red wine. Your brows furrowed deeper.

“So..” his voice trailed off

His voice pulled you from thought with a jolt. “Send me your at and I’ll pick him up” you said

Gojo hummed before he hung up. The gentle beat of music became a background to your thoughts mumbling amongst yourself. The thought of Geto indulging to the point of intoxication seemed completely out of character, and it only added to the mystery surrounding his behavior.

You had parked the car within close distance and you couldn't help but feel a pang of concern at the sight before you. Geto was nestled in the passenger seat of your vehicle, wrapped in warm attire suitable for the weather, including the soft gray sweat set you had gifted him on his birthday. Despite his relaxed posture, his face was flushed a light shade of pink, a stark contrast against his usually composed demeanor.

With a gentle touch, you reclined the passenger seat, the mechanism clicking softly as it adjusted to accommodate his form. You hoped the slight angle would offer him some relief, allowing him to lean back and hopefully find a semblance of comfort amidst his intoxicated state.

As you hovered over him, the dim light of the car interior cast a soft glow, illuminating the subtle changes in his appearance. His cheeks were flushed with a rosy hue, a stark contrast to the usual pallor of his complexion. Beads of sweat glistened on his forehead, reflecting the faint illumination like tiny droplets of dew on a summer morning.

Reaching out, you rested your hand on his forehead, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath your fingertips. His breath came in shallow, uneven intervals, the rhythm disrupted by the haze of alcohol. Each exhale carried a faint scent of liquor, mingling with the stale air of the car interior.

Despite the chill of the night air seeping through the windows, his skin felt warm to the touch, radiating a feverish heat that hinted at the intensity of his current state. You couldn't help but worry, a knot of concern tightening in your chest as you observed his discomfort.

As he laid there, his words slurred and muddled, you strained to make sense of his disjointed speech. Each syllable seemed to blur into the next, making it difficult to discern his intentions or desires. Yet, beneath the confusion, you could sense a palpable sense of vulnerability, a silent plea for understanding and support in his time of need.

Your heart ached at the sight of him in such a vulnerable state, and you found yourself reaching out to brush a strand of hair away from his forehead, your fingers lingering against his skin as you tried to offer whatever comfort you could. Despite the worry gnawing at your insides, there was a sense of solace in being able to provide him with some measure of support in his time of need.

You closed the door of the vehicle softly, the faint click echoing in the stillness of the night. Turning to face the duo, you couldn't help but feel a surge of nostalgia wash over you like a tidal wave. They were undoubtedly seasoned drinkers, capable of holding their glasses up high without hesitation.

You remember when they downed one glass after the other, memories flooded your mind, taking you back to the days when you all worked together at the same place. Those were the days of liberty and laughter, when the bond between you was forged over shared experiences and late-night drinks.

In your book, they were the strongest drinkers alive, able to outlast even the most seasoned veterans at the bar.

“I see that you’re finally free” Shoko mused with a smile leaning on your car next to you.

“Huh?”

“Been working overtime, haven’t you?”

You smiled, grateful for the momentary reprieve from the weight of the evening's events. "Oh, he told you? Yeah, finally. It's been rough these past couple of days," you replied, the exhaustion evident in your voice, but the corners of your lips lifted nonetheless, appreciating Shoko's lightheartedness.

"He was a real handful tonight," Shoko continued, stretching her neck to the side. You listened intently, the concern for Geto resurfacing.

“I can see that for sure, sorry about that," you said, managing a small smile before it faded away. Nothing seemed right about Geto's behavior, and your concern only grew as you contemplated the implications.

"He seemed pretty low for the entire night," Gojo chimed in. "Others began to point out his shift in drinking habits. He was probably well above five glasses deep in beer."

The heart sank into your stomach at the revelation. Worry gnawing at the edges of your mind as you processed the implications of Geto's behavior. His association of drinking habits with memories of the past hinted at the deeper issues that reopened new wounds he had been struggling with, issues that he had perhaps been trying to heal from in his own way and your heart ached at the thought.

Shoko's sigh was heavy with understanding as she gently took your hands in hers, her touch offering a comforting warmth that seeped into your tired fingers. Tears glistened in her eyes, mirroring the unspoken worry that weighed heavily on your own heart.

"You're tired, I know," she murmured softly, her voice a soothing melody in the midst of your turmoil. "Who wouldn’t be after working for months straight?"

Her words struck a chord within you, a poignant reminder of the relentless grind you had endured. And yet, despite her acknowledgment of your weariness, Shoko's concern remained unwaveringly focused on Geto. You felt a lump form in your throat as she continued, her voice trembling with emotion.

"He wouldn’t talk for a while," she confessed, her admission heavy with the weight of unspoken fears. "I am no coach, But you're here now”

Sitting in the quiet of the car, the reality of your actions weighed heavily on you. “Christ i’m an idiot, a complete idiot,” you muttered to yourself, dropping your forehead against the steering wheel, your words laced with self-directed anger. Neglecting communication had been a colossal mistake, one that now left you grappling with a sense of deep regret.

Guilt twisted in your stomach as you leaned back in the seat, exhaustion and frustration mingling with the overwhelming emotions swirling inside you. The tears threatened to spill over, but you fought to hold them back, not wanting to give in to the flood of emotions threatening to consume you.

Beside you, Geto lay in the reclined passenger seat, his presence a stark reminder of the consequences of your actions. The distance between you felt insurmountable, the rift widening with each passing moment of silence. You knew you had let him down, and the weight of that knowledge was crushing.

Before Shoko and Gojo saw you off, their expressions spoke volumes, a mixture of concern and disappointment etched into their features. You couldn't bring yourself to meet their gazes as they filled you in, feeling the weight of their judgment like a heavy burden on your shoulders.

In that moment, there were no easy answers, no quick fixes to mend what had been broken. All you could do was sit with your regrets, grappling with the harsh reality of your mistakes and the pain they had caused. But as the car idled in the darkness, your garage you grappled the last of your strength. With a deep breath, you steeled yourself for the difficult conversations that lay ahead, knowing that rebuilding trust would be a long and arduous journey—but one that was worth fighting for.

You turned off the engine, the sudden absence of noise leaving a hollow echo in the car. The air conditioning ceased its steady hum, and the warmth of the summer night seeped in through the open windows. With a sigh, you moved to the passenger door and pulled it open, the hinges creaking softly in the quiet.

Geto's brows furrowed in confusion as he stirred from his slumber, his movements sluggish with sleep. You couldn't help but notice the faint tint on his cheeks, a hint of color that contrasted with the pallor of his skin. Leaning closer, you gently ran your thumb under his new dark circles.

For a moment, the world seemed to fade away as you watched him, the rise and fall of his chest steady beneath the fabric of his sweatshirt. In the soft glow of the car’s ceiling light, you found yourself lost in the quiet intimacy of the moment, a fleeting respite from the chaos of the world outside.

But as he blinked up at you, confusion giving way to recognition, you were reminded of the challenges that lay ahead. He silently looked up at you with those tired brown eyes.

“Hey there,” you said softly, reaching out to caress his cheek.

But instead of returning the gesture, he turned away from you, his brows furrowed in confusion. “I have a wife, lady,” he muttered, his words slurred with fatigue.

Lady? The unexpected term caught you off guard, and you couldn't help but chuckle softly to yourself. “I’m sorry,” you apologized, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. “What's her name?”

His gaze snapped back to you, confusion evident in his tired eyes. “Who’s name?” he asked, his words slightly slurred.

“Geto, your wife’s name,” you clarified gently, trying to hide your concern.

“Wait,” he slurred, his brow furrowing in confusion. “How do you know my name?”

The cold atmosphere rose goose bumps over your skin, shooing you inside. The howl of the wind and chitter of the dry leaves outside sent a shiver down your spine. You take his hand in your own cold ones, a contrast to your warm ones.

I’ll tell you when we go inside,” you assured him

“Why should I?” he asked, his brow furrowing in confusion.

“Because… your wife is inside,” you replied, a gentle smile playing on your lips as you squeezed his hand.

At the mention of his wife, a flicker of recognition danced in his tired eyes, followed by a spark of hope. “Really?” he asked, his voice tinged with a mix of disbelief and longing.

You nodded, your smile widening as you met his gaze. “Yes, really,” you affirmed,

With gentle encouragement, you helped him up, your hand resting reassuringly on his lower back as you guided him out of the car. The familiar pressure of your touch served as a grounding force, anchoring him amidst the disorientation that gripped him.

Together, you made your way towards the door, his arm thrown around your shoulder for support as you helped to bear his weight. “Come on, Suguru, you gotta help me out here,” you teased lightly, trying to inject a sense of humor into the situation despite the gravity of the moment.

As you stepped inside, the faint but sweet scent of lavender air freshener greeted you, a comforting reminder of the familiar comforts of home. The soft light of the hallway washed over you both, casting long shadows on the floor as you made your way towards the living room.

As you stepped inside, the faint but sweet scent of lavender air freshener greeted you, a comforting reminder of the familiar comforts of home. The soft light of the hallway washed over you both, casting long shadows on the floor as you made your way towards the living room.

From the living room, you finally made your way to your shared room. It felt oddly unfamiliar, having grown accustomed to spending most of your time on the sofa or in the office chair. But now, as you entered the room together, you were struck by the sight of the bed—the soft comforter neatly folded at the foot, the pillows plumped and inviting.

With gentle guidance, you helped Suguru settle onto the bed, his tired form sinking into the soft mattress with a groan. You lingered by his side for a moment, observing the weariness etched into his features.

Noticing his shoes still on, you untied them carefully, slipping them off his feet with a gentle tug. Then, you proceeded to undress him, swapping his clothes for something more comfortable. As you did, you couldn't help but feel a pang of concern for him, his exhaustion evident in every movement.

Fetching a bottle of water and a bucket, you placed them within reach on the bedside table, preparing for any potential discomfort he might experience. Suguru buried his head in his hands, groaning about his headache.

"Your wife told me to give you this," you offered, handing him the bottle of water.

He turned to you with bleary eyes. "My wife is busy at work; she won’t be here for a while," he muttered, his voice slurred.

your lips pressed into a thin line.

"Too busy for you?" you prodded gently

"She’s busy because she’s busy," he responded, frustration evident in his voice.

Your heart sank at his words. "Can't she make time for you?" you questioned softly

"Time for me?" he echoed, confusion clouding his expression.

"…yeah," you confirmed quietly, feeling a pang of sadness at the thought of Suguru feeling neglected.

"She- fuck, my head hurts," he groaned, reaching out for the bottle of water you offered.

You popped open the bottle and helped him take a sip, his hand finding yours briefly in gratitude.

“Can’t she make time for you?” you repeated the question.

“Look I love my wife” he began an abrupt hiccup attacking his body. “My wife is the most wonderful woman in the world,” he slurred. “She’s a hardworking person” “and I wouldn't want her to drop everything because of me who will always be here for her”

After taking a long needed warm bath. With a towel wrapped around your body you fetched your lace nightgown from your draw and slipped it on, the satin material glistening in the faint moonlight that peeked through the curtains.

As you settled next to Suguru you watched his peaceful form. His breathing rhythm is calm and quiet like an angel he rests, you’d like to believe he is one as he was a beautiful sleeper. You placed a hand to his chest and felt the faint beating of his heart. Drawn to him your body moves closer, tangling your feet with his own.

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The following morning arrived with a reluctant early awakening, your body still programmed to the relentless rhythm of your recent routine. With a heavy sigh, you carefully rolled out of bed, the cool embrace of the morning air coaxing you into wakefulness as you padded your way to the kitchen.

The soft light filtering in through the windows cast a gentle glow over the room, illuminating the familiar corners and contours of the space. You moved with a sense of purpose, your movements fluid and methodical as you navigated the well-worn paths of the kitchen.

Opening the pantry door, you reached for the jars of spices, each one holding the promise of flavor and warmth. With practiced hands, you measured out a precise amount of cinnamon, the fragrant powder cascading into the pot with a soft whisper.ou shared your own bowl of porridge, the warm comfort of the familiar breakfast offering a small sense of solace in the quiet morning. As Geto remained fast asleep in bed, likely nursing his hangover, you decided to set some water to boil.

The sound of the door closing echoed through the apartment, causing your heart to skip a beat. You turned to see him standing there, hair tousled about the place. His presence sending a jolt of electricity through your veins. His eyes widened in surprise as he took in the sight of you standing there, and for a moment, neither of you moved, caught in the gravity of the moment.

Remembering the events of the previous night, a pang of guilt pierced through your heart, as you closed the distance between you. You reached out and pulled him into a tight embrace, the warmth of his body pressing against yours offering a fleeting sense of comfort.

"I’m sorry," you whispered, your voice barely above a murmur as you buried your face in his shoulder. "I’m an idiot, and don't tell me I’m not cuz I am."

You felt him relax slightly in your arms, his own embrace tentative but reassuring. "Hey, no," he murmured, his voice soft and soothing against your ear. He gently cupped your face in his hand, his touch cool and comforting against your skin. The faint scent of mint lingered on his breath, a soothing balm to your frazzled nerves.

"You had work to do, and I may have fallen off quite a bit yesterday, but it's normal to feel lonely, y’know?" he said, his voice gentle and understanding. A small smile played on his lips as he looked into your eyes. "Like without you, who wouldn’t?"

Tears welled behind your eyes as you gazed back at him, overwhelmed by the depth of his embrace and understanding. "But-"

"But nothing," he interrupted gently, pulling you into a tight hug. "You're thinking too much, baby. Your brain must be exhausted at this point."

As he held you close, his fingers laced at the back of your head, you felt the tension slowly melt away, the pressure in your head releasing as his touch worked its magic. You let out a soft sigh of relief, the sensation easing the knots that had formed in your muscles from the stress of the past few days.

"How does this feel?" he whispered, his warm breath tickling your ear.

You closed your eyes, taking a moment to fully appreciate the sensation. "It feels amazing," you murmured, your voice barely above a whisper.

He smiled against your skin, his lips brushing against your earlobe. "Good," he replied, his voice filled with warmth and affection.

But before you could respond, he gently tilted your head back and pressed his lips to yours in a tender kiss. He lifted you effortlessly, carrying you to the nearby island. You held his face in your hands, drawing him closer as you savored the sensation of his lips against yours. It was soft and sweet, a silent reassurance of his love. “I love you so much” you hummed and leaned into the kiss, savoring the taste of his lips before smiling against them.

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[suguruilyx]

Geto x ftm reader

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you were currently out buying groceries for you, geto, and gojo, but gojo was out, on some stupid mission, and geto… well you don’t know, he hasn’t texted you in a while ever since you last, not even when you were leaving, not even a ‘I love you’ or ‘yeah’ it kinda upset you, but you went along your day.

“would the boys like this…? Or-“ you cut yourself off when you heard your phone ringing, it was geto!

“hey suguru! I never thought you’d call m-“ you were cut off by getos heavy breathing, he was whimpering something also, you just couldn’t hear what “baby? Are you ok? You’re freaking me out” you said, trying to sound as calm as possible “p—please…c…come home” you could tell something was going on, so you just left your cart right there and left.

When you arrived home, you automatically hugged by the desperate man, standing right in front of the door, “b—baby? Sugu, are you ok?” You ran you hands over his face, checking his cheeks, and forehead, “mm…so warm..~” he whimpered, “ wait…”…

you took a sniff of him, was he in heat?! But why would he call you? He gave him a flesh light and even a dildo, but.. he still wanted you? “Sugu? Are you in….heat?” You asked, he only replied with a lil moan “p..please, get on the bed, I’m begging you, I can’t wait any longer mahal ko…”

“b—but geto…i gave you enough toys, in case this happened wh-?” He cut you off with a kiss, “I—I don’t want some stupid toy, …I want you” he whispered in your ear.

he grinned at how red you got at his words, “sugu…” you hid your face in his neck, as he started taking your pants off “to be honest I would have just ripped them off, but I know how much you love these” he chuckled, his eyes fulled with lust.

“h—holy..! Shit…!” You moaned when you felt getos finger on your clit “d—does it feel good?…” he asked, his eyes looking down at you, “y—yes…~” you whimpered, his cock getting harder at your little sounds, “you feel so tight even with one finger in…” he said, thrusting his finger in and out slowly .

“S—suguru….~” you moaned, this one being more high pitched, and louder then the others, “is my sweet boy about to cum?” He cooed, “y—yes geto! Fuck…!~ boutta…cum!” Your moans deceased when he stopped. “Huh..?” You questioned “I can’t let you cum, not yet atleast, sanggol“

“but suguuu…” you whined “ah-ah-ah baby, don’t you want something bigger in you?…”

Geto was always so soft when he was in heat, which really didn’t add up considering how most alphas are more pushy, and mean when they are in heat, you didn’t care tho, you loved it with suguru was so soft for you.

“what are you waitin for…p‘it in…” you cried, rubbing yourself on his lap “ hey…youll get it soon, ‘Kay?” He chuckled, “,Kay…~” you groaned “atta boy..” he kissed your neck, littering hickeys on it, as he went back to finger you, his hand bullying against your g-spot over and over again.

“mine…mine, mine.. all mine” he repeated, biting, and kissing your neck “agh….suguuu…~ s—so close…~!” Right before your climax, Geto stopper his hand movements, he then placed his cock in between your folds, slowly rubbing them together, “mmh..” he whimpered, feeling how warm you were down there, then pulled away, “so..you want it in?” he waits. you notice his cock twitching and leaking, the room was cold, he wanted to be warmed up, preferably inside your little cunny.

“please! More then anything..” you looked up at him with pleading eyes, “alright pretty boy” he whimpered before thrusting into you like a wild dog in heat (no pun intended) before bottoming out and cumming inside you “that was qu- ngh!~” you moaned, as you felt him grinding into your g- spot “s—sorry..you just felt to tight”.

You giggled at his response, your giggles quickly turning into moaned when he thrusted into you once again, his cock twitching back to life inside of you, “you’re so beautiful, m—my pretty boy…~!” Suguru whimpers, the bed rattling with each thrust, your poor pussy already was a bit red from his thrust, “suguuu!!~ m’ sho closeee….!” You whimpered, as you felt his tongue piercing constantly rubbing against your nipple, “c—cumming!!~…” you moaned, no you screamed, your cunt squirting on his cock.

You felt so sleepy, suguru kissed you on your forehead, “ you did so well my prince, sleep well” he said wrapping you in his arms, and kissing you on the head “l—luv you..” you said before passing out “heh..I love you too” he smiled.

(I can’t make it to 1k words 😭😞)

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[anathemaspeaks]

of ring pops and snowflakes

character(s): geto suguru synopsis: it's the most wonderful time of the year. snowflakes are falling, bright christmas lights adorning every street. geto was loving every moment of it. he even had a really special gift for you...until some annoying five year old ruins it. word count: 0.8k warning(s): none a/n: can you tell i miss christmas 😭 requests are open! check out my prompt list. likes, reblogs, and follows are appreciated <3

christmas was your favorite time of the year.

snowflakes falling gently from the sky, christmas carols playing faintly in the background wherever you go, decorating christmas trees and arguing about which ornament goes where, baking warm cookies for everyone - you loved it all.

you loved it in every way.

geto thought you were always the most beautiful during winter. he said that every season, though. what a sap. you were always the happiest around this time, your energy was infectious.

you were just so perfect.

geto loves christmas because you love christmas. he loves singing and dancing to christmas carols with you. he loves binging christmas movies with you, even though he pretends to hate it. he loves your laughs when you both try baking but end up completely covered in flour instead.

he loves bickering with you about how the christmas lights you put up are too bright, too "shiny".

he would never tell you to take them off, though. he loved the proud look on your face too much for that.

but this christmas, geto had a special gift in mind for you.

it was almost a week until christmas now. you and geto were on your routine evening walk, but today, geto said he wanted to take you somewhere different. you had now been trekking for over 30 minutes.

"you're not planning on murdering me, are you?"

no response.

"geto."

you slapped his arm, giving him a pointed glare, a small smile on your lips nonetheless. he chuckled, smiling right back at you. but the truth was, he was a wreck. he wondered if you would even like his gift.

you both walked a little further, until you reached a clearing. you could see the entire city from there. it took your breath away.

"geto, this place is beautiful" you marvelled.

you turned around to face him, but then you felt something on your leg. you looked down to see a boy who looked no older than five, his mom hot on his trail. you were about to ask him what was wrong, when-

"will you marry me?" the little boy asked, eyes full of hope. you smiled at him, and said "oh, i would love to, but aren't i a little too old for you? besides, you don't have a ring, and i'm sure my boyfriend here wouldn't like it."

you fully expected the kid to leave, but instead he pulled out a ring pop, half finished and covered in spit, "i can defeat him, don't worry! and i'm old enough, i turn five and a half in 2 months!" he boasted.

through your peripheral, you saw his mother sending an apologetic glance your way. you smiled at her.

you kneeled down to his height and said, "oh! i'm sorry, i'm just...too scared to be with someone as strong as you are - i'd feel intimidated."

"oh...that makes sense. see ya!" the boy ran off, his mother looking at you with relief.

well, that was something.

you looked at geto now, his cheeks slightly red. how cute. "are you jealous, baby?" you asked, a teasing look in your eyes.

"no, 'm just mad that prick beat me to it."

it seemed like the world had stopped spinning in that moment.

you stood there, mouth agape and eyebrows furrowed in light confusion. he got down on one knee, and took out a beautiful silver ring with a diamond heart on it, and-

"will you marry me?"

you couldn't reply. you were too shocked. you slowly knelt down and kissed him, body trembling. he found your hand and gently placed the ring on your ring finger, kissing you over and over. you both stayed there like that, arms around each other and lips interlocked, and so much love in the air until the sunset.

the walk home was nothing short of magical. snowflakes were slowly falling onto both of you, with you trying to catch them on your tongue, and geto challenging you and saying he could get more. the look in both of your eyes couldn't be described as anything but ecstatic, and so in love.

by the time you got home, it was almost midnight. you felt him hug you from behind while you were hanging up your jacket. you turned around in his arms and kissed him. you broke away after a few minutes, smiling.

"i can't believe you lost to a five year old"

"shut up, i still got there didn't i?"

sorry if this was a lil rushed it was just an idea someone put into my head lol

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[midnightcrw]

If you have any Nanami x Reader fanfic recommendations, please recommend some to me.

Preferably slow burn and an actually good story because I'm currently craving to read something about him.

(Or Geto x Reader fanfic recommendations)

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[slvttyplum]

suguru had a big dick; that was no surprise; it would literally slang in his sweats, and he

would act like he didn’t know what you were talking about when you mentioned it.

“that’s why i wear briefs; i don’t want it to hang.”

when you put your hand in his lap, you could literally feel it, then it would twitch under your touch. lowering your hand down on his length further and further, it felt like it would go on forever.

and it’s not like he just had this long of a dick and just slanged it around all willy nilly, no, he put it to use; he knew how to use it.

at first, you were scared to have it inside of you because of the complications of dealing with something that big, but he knew how to throw it down.

he didn’t just shove it inside of you. he got you nice and wet, to the point of dripping, and then slowly slid his member inside of you, and that would feel you right up.

suguru didn’t need his dick all the way inside of you for the both of you to finish, he could have it halfway, and it would make you both feel great.

the key to working on something as big as his is to make sure you know what you’re doing, which he did.

the key to making you cum was to roll his hips so that the tip of his dick could touch your sweet spot, then apply pressure to it, then slide back out and repeat the rhythm.

every and anything regarding having his dick inside of you was easy because the both of you worked together to make sure it was comfortable, but giving him head was something different.

having to bob up and down on something so big with a lot of girth was exhausting and made your jaw hurt, but suguru made sure to make it as easy as possible.

grabbing both sides of your head, thrusting his hips against your mouth, and shoving his dick into the back of your throat.

he would cum in three minutes, max.

we love a big-dick man.

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[moechies]

“you must be tired, right?”

getou thrusts his hip up into you, shocking your weak form as the tip of his cock presses against your cervix.

“s-suguru..!”

“what’s wrong darling?”

he squeezes your left thigh with one hand, other pressing against your sticky clit.

“s-sugu.. m sorry.. ca-can’t ride you anymore, my thighs..” you whine, hands pressed against his pelvis to hold yourself up.

“please sugu…”

he chuckles, swiping your hair behind your ear before flipping you over below him. you sigh as a form of relief, finally under your boyfriends mercy.

“of course you’re tired.. let me take care of my princess, yeah?”

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[kenm4vhs]

but suguru in a wolfcut is just genuinely the prettiest man to ever walk on earth 🥹

credits: calovity on tiktok and @Hourly_geto on twitter 🫶🏻

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[lixmooon]

i miss geto i miss him so bad

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