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midnightblues444 · 4 months

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Two man job |

College! Geto and Gojo x fem! Reader

Part one here

Warning: smut, m oral, and guided masturbation, threesome, nastiest thing I've written

"I've never gone this far with a guy before"

a term you found is a key to wrapping them around your fingers .

You've said this to both Gojo and Geto in the last 4 weeks of seeing them. each on different occasions that you carefully planned out.

Fucking around with best friends is no easy job, theres always risk that the other will find out. Yet so far theres no sign that either knows.

You usually meet up with Gojo in his car, driving around in the late hours of the night.Gojo was the faster of the two, almost so rabidly horny it was cute. He would always attach pictures of him in his boxers to all his messages.

Sometimes sending ones with his print as the focal point. This is where youd use your innocent persona saying you're blushing or something like that.

Leading Gojo to believe he taught you how to suck dick. You gave him a nervous whine, and look up at him and said: "I dont know how Toru"

"You'll be fine" he encourage, throwing his head back as you eased him down your throat. His sheer size made you feel like a true virgin again, struggling to take his length drooling all over it.

"just like that" he'd huff, guiding you with a gentle push

His groans, and thrusts picked up as you started tearing up. As he got closer and closer he let out deep whiny moans, making your clit throb. Hes needy and his pale face is flushed pink as he leaks into your mouth.

Geto on the other hand is, sensual and extremely domineering. He'd usually invite you over, and his place was clean and always prepped for you. He would ease into everything he did with you.

Passion in all that he touches, you usually dont have to crank up your innocent act because he makes you nervous enough.

"You ever touch yourself" he'd whisper in your ear

"Well I try to but cant finish" youd admit embarrassed

"I'll show you how then"

Seating you in his lap, his hand over your own as his thick fingers working themselves in and out of your wetness.

Hed coopraise, as you sigh and moan his name. Arching needily into his touch, working another finger in even when you whine that two's too much. He drooling at how slick you are, living for every sound you make for. That you shake and beg for him as you came all over his fingers.

A steady stream of links with both, you find yourself getting too comfortable that's probably why you dont check if they're together when you text them anymore.

The next thing you know, Getos asking you to come over.

You're nervous but excited, skipping to the familiar building. Pressing the elevator for his floor, with giddy butterflies flooding your stomach (and coochie)

You add a cute flare to your knock, adjusting your skirt and everything. You even baked cookies for this link.

Geto half opens the door, smirking down at you with a look you've never quite seen before. You smile at him.

"I baked us some cookies" you presenting him the box

"Is there enough for me"

The door opening fully, to reveal Gojo in all his glory.

"What you say (name) is there enough for three?"

They both laugh at your defeated look, you feel obligated to walk in. Shifting awkwardly on the couch, shrinking into the cushions. The loud sound of them chewing the cookies you baked fills the silence.

"You know what, I'm outta here" you say, standing abruptly. Mustering as much confidence as possible.

"But we just started" Geto feigns sadness

"Take a cookie" Gojo offers amused

They're worse when they're together. Matching cruelly unserious smirks as the play with you.

"Look, if you want an apology.." you start,

They laugh in a weird unison, looking at each other with mischief

"Suguru, you want an apology"

"That depends on how she apologizes, Satoru"

They look to you, expectedly, you can only shrug your shoulders unsure to what they're playing at. Studying they're expressions you cant seem to read.

"Maybe she could beg?" Gojo circled around to sit on your left

"Maybe she could get on her knees, do what shes good at" Geto sat to the right

You're their prey as of now, catching on to what they want from you. You fight back a smirk, it's been hard to conceal that your lowkey into the corruption aspect of this affair. You liked pretending to be a lamb and them the big bad wolves.

"I'll do anything you ask" you say

°《♡•`*☆》° °《♡•`*☆》° °《♡•`*☆》°

Sandwiched between the two men, you feel as though you'll explode right there. 3 orgasms in, Geto fucks you from the front and Gojo in the back. Harshly thrashing in and out of you.

"Too rough" you sob out incoherently, feeling like they're in your stomach

"Aww shes cryin" Gojo pinches your nipple, Geto kissing your tearful cheeks

The masochistic assholes, folding you in half are mean. Getting off to your tears, I mean you hurt their pride and now it's getting taken out on you.

You can feel their collective throbbing, they've switch positions after each rounds. Both taking turns between your cunny and ass.

"Fuck shes so tight, I'm gonna bust" gojo groans as he finishes and it leaks down your ass

"God shes perfect" Geto huffs out, you cant respond your too drunk on the sensation. Your g spot Perfectly getting hit each time, as Gojos slender fingers circle your abused clit roughly.

You can feel that knot inside you tear, almost painfully as you gush. Your eyes roll to the back of your head and you fall limp on Gojos chest.

Uncontrolled and messy,

"Dude no way"

"We should make her do it again"

#jjk #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #geto suguru x reader #geto x reader #geto smut #suguru smut #gojo satoru x reader #gojo smut #gojo x reader #gojo satoru #getou suguru #geto thirsts #gojo thirst

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lunerabo · 6 months

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I can't stop thinking about humiliating geto who appears to everyone to be this wise, strong young man capable of many things just reduced to nothing but the saliva trickling down his chin while ur telling him how disappointed and disgusted everyone would be if they found out THE geto suguru is such a sick freak and yk what? he likes it god he likes it so much you can see the pupils of his eyes make a heart shape that looks up at you and only while a the most genuine grin appears on his face saying whiny little thank you's

(THE VOICES👹)

Suguru is SO the type who gets off on differences in your respective behaviors behind closed doors.

He gets off on how people see the two of you in public and assume that oh, he must wreck you every night. He must be mean and rough and commanding, right? A man like that just has to, right? And you, you being smaller and visibly flustered when he whispers something indiscernible in your ear and tripping over your feet, you have to be a trembling mess under him, right?

But oh, how wrong they are, for when they whisper amongst themselves about how they wish they were with him to see how unforgiving in bed he is, and how lucky you must be to be getting fucked like that every night, he thinks of fingers in his mouth and tears rolling down his cheeks and desperate pleas for more, more, more. Nearly creaming his pants then and there at the thought of you telling him once again how weird he is to like this stuff.

You may be hearing voices but i am the voices bbygirl

#lune answers #geto thirsts #sub geto

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whtpluto · 8 months

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Okay, this is insane, but a combination of A/B/O posts and posts about those new genshin characters have me thinking deranged stuff and it’s my duty to share it.

Warnings - Hybrid au, slight predator/prey, slight body horror (bite marks), degrading, animal behaviors, slight edging, frotting, size difference

thinkin about those hybrid AU’s with Gojo and Geto, you know the ones, snow leopard Gojo and black panther Geto. thinking about those two, apex predators… and fox/inari/kitsune reader. something very interesting about a romantic dynamic between predators and a predator of a different size. with ears and tails to match.

They’re big, huge even. with sharp teeth and agile bodies and techniques to rival gods. but your nothing to laugh at either. easily a 1st grade sorcerer, a predator of small size, with trickery in your veins and a playfulness that demands satisfaction. A natural survival instinct and a brilliant head for strategy and mind games. your teeth may be tiny but their sharp. and you may be small, but your still a predator.

i think Satoru and Suguru would be so charmed by you, taken aback by your defiance. Your refusal to just back down to them. Your funny too. Easily understanding their little pranks and habits of mischief. you get along with both of them alone too. Kitsune are sometimes considered messengers between gods, if makes sense you look so good between then.

if your in a relationship with these two animals (lame, i know) just imagine the things you guys get up to.

i think they tower over. no matter your height. their builds accentuated by their hybrid nature, and they love to point it out. how they can both lift you like you weigh nothing. how Satoru’s long fingers can meet when his hands wrap around your waist. Suguru loves how tiny you look in his shirts. the excess fabric bunching above your tail, showing off your perk ass. he’ll tug up the fabric if it falls down. sometimes when he looks at you, you swear his eyes turn to slits and he just wants to devour you.

Maybe they tease you. oh no they definitely tease you. with sharp toothed grins and wicked eyes, blue and brown respectively. they love prying open your tiny mouth and looking at your sharp sharp teeth. well, sharp to everyone but them. You’ve got sharp teeth but small bite strength. maybe one day you get sick of it, sick of the way Satoru’s fingers rub over your incisors and make you shudder, and you bite him. i think he’d laugh. Suguru would laugh at him, and probably praise you. it didn’t really hurt, not to a big bad predator like him, so it’s funny too.

Thinking about how foxes sleep way less than leopards and panthers. Cuddle piles that, on days you don’t have missions, turn into a comfortable jail cell. With your smaller body sandwiched between the two, Suguru’s arm wrapped around your hips, pulling your lower half towards him, and Satoru grabbing at you with both hands at your shoulder and chest. mindlessly fondling one of your breasts in his sleep. After a few hours, you may have gotten your share of rest, but these two big cats are still sleepy. and they can’t sleep without their little fox, now can they? you try to get up, sneakily get out of bed, but two pairs of large hands are quickly and efficiently pulling you back into their pillowy paradise. Manhandling you into their arms again. i think Suguru would wrap his slim tail around your calf. Satoru would bury his head into the back of your hair, his breathe coincidentally hitting your ears, making them twitch in a way that makes Satoru giggle.

Speaking of ears… god… thinking about how Satoru and Suguru would know that your ears are an erogenous zone and just… continue teasing you anyways. wether in public or the privacy of your bedroom, Satoru lives to make your cute little fox ears twitch. blowing against the sensitive insides or scratching at the backs. he loves the way your eyes widen and your cheeks flush when he plays with them. Think he totally exploits them in bed. Suguru likes to play your little white knight, telling Satoru to stop, but he’s just as bad. Whispering absolute filth into your ears as you fuck, living for the way you flutter around his dick. They know they can get you close just by playing with your ears, it becomes a favorite form of edging for them. They love seeing how wet your panties get just from some words and scratches to those pretty ears. I think they exploit your tail too. but that’s a different story.

I think they left a mating bite on you. And you on them. Your neck is graced by two large overlapping bite scars, which look violent on your delicate neck. i think Satoru was worried he’d kill you when he did it, a little spooked and turned on at the same time with how his jaws could fit around your neck. Suguru was more calm about it, but he definitely enjoyed licking your wound when he was done. Don’t worry, you got your comeuppance. cause on the back of their necks, they’ve got two bites too. One, large and wide (from each other), and then your smaller one, perfectly inside the big one. a permanent reminder.

#･:*+.thirsts #jjk headcanons #gojo x you #jjk geto #geto thirsts #geto x reader #gojo x reader #gojo thirst

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bakubunny · 6 months

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thirsty aizawa shitpost bc why not

i just want a pretty, long haired man (aizawa) to make me suck his dick before he splits me the fuck open and breeds me until i’m ready to pass out. like i’m not rly into that but i’d nut if he told me he was gonna knock me the fuck up.

fellow shitposters: @dcsiremc @bookcluberror @i-literally-cant-with-this @r4td0lll @zazter-den

#also geto #pls and ty #and yes i did say aizawa is pretty #fight me #bnha thirst #jjk thirst #geto thirsts #aizawa thirst #x reader #bunny talks #shitpost

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shunshunrika · 10 months

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Thinking about our boy Geto's lusty, satiny voice assaulting our ears in the dead of night while he downs a glass of wine with us on his lap, sucking on his neck, leaving marks of possession. He uses that wine on his tongue, mixed with his saliva and lets it drip into our desperate mouths as our reward for being his pliable, cute little princess.

#he's really the hottest ✊#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #geto suguru smut #geto suguru #geto suguru fluff #geto imagines #geto drabble #geto thirsts #geto headcanon #geto x reader #geto x you #gojo satoru #toji Fushiguro #megumi #sukuna #nanami

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satoruhour · 8 months

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geto reaction to you wearing only his shirt

OVERSIZED NEVER LOOKED THIS GOOD

a/n: lore. a lot of lore. i always cannot help but write backstories. ure gonna have to bear w/ me SORRY !!!! based off of this drawing that i wanted to write sum about but then i thought why not combine it w/ this prompt. i went a little insane on this mb / tagging @papersirens @crysugu @getousex @hyomagiri @slttygeto, who else r geto fuckers

wc: 2.9k

warnings: roommate!geto, soft dom!geto, mutual pining, reader steals one of geto’s shirts, geto is also a little bit of a pervert, mentions of panty sniffing but geto doesn’t do it, m! and f! masturbation, fingering, clit stimulation, oral / cunnilingus, slight nipple play, spitting (on ur pussy), finger sucking, p -> v sex, unprotected sex, creampie / breeding kink, n*sfw under the cut

geto was a sweet roommate.

he’s always topping up on supplies when you needed things, pushing away your hand whenever you wanted to pay. where he got all his money, you weren’t even sure. geto cleaned the house, he cooked dinner, hell, it was like you two were married at this point. even gojo had asked if he would get together with someone who wasn’t you (and of course, in classic gojo way, he was skilled in asking it in a roundabout way), geto’s firm and abrupt “no” was enough to make gojo grin from ear to ear.

even he wasn’t sure when it all started — you were always friends with the three of them, gojo and shoko and himself, participating in their antics and getting in trouble in high school. there was hardly any dull times between the four, looking at you through the lens of a friend. but when those lens started to turn blurry and black, seeing you in a new light of tighter outfits and a sweet smile that looked like it contained something hidden, suguru genuinely hoped it would all go away.

it’s not like he thought he was unattractive, but you wouldn’t go for a guy like him, someone hidden behind gojo’s bright personality or shoko’s satirical, cool demeanour. he was oh so oblivious, however, turning an unintentional blind eye when you’re hanging with gojo for the day but only because you wanted to know what birthday present would be best for him, or having a movie night with shoko only to disregard cher horowitz on the television just to ask if geto would like your new nails and hair.

the two of you were so dense when either of you were hanging with them, going on for so long even after taking a gap year for shoko’s overseas med school attachment. they assumed the two of you would’ve done something then, but it was stagnant, dry, that gojo almost wants to take matters into his own hands; so when you’re begging geto if you could room with him, since he lived near the university you were all attending together,

“suguru, pleasee— i wouldn’t wanna travel for hours on end just for like a two hour lecture.”

shoko smiles, gojo laughs, slinging an arm around you, “help your poor friend out, suguru.”

gojo torments him to no end. he doesn’t regret it one bit when your arms are thrown around his neck in a bear hug in thanks, feeling himself get hard just from the way your breasts press against his chest.

“yeah,” it’s said breathily, softly, “it’s no problem.”

suguru thanked god you hadn’t wanted to move in that very same day, cause all that could be heard throughout the small apartment was him pumping his cock to a polaroid picture of you, calling out your name softly as he came all over the photo of your bright smile. he didn’t need the fan that night, the guilt was enough to burn him alive. and after, he acted like nothing happened, except the many, many times he’d think of taking you on every surface of the house, suffering silently for an entire year as the two of you fell into routine day by day.

today might change, however, when geto hangs the last piece of clothing, something that was hardly a difficult task, but it proved to be the hardest thing to date when he’d spot the bras and underwear lying at the bottom of the basket each time he prepared to do laundry. geto wills himself to wash, hang it, and get out but he cannot tear his eyes away from the unmistakable dark spot at the centre of your panties before it’s thrown in, taunting him to just pick it up to breathe in your scent, to do something to defile it, to let his desires take over. but he wasn’t gojo, no, he’d wait all the time in the world for the right time, even if it was at the expense of a throbbing cock and flushed cheeks.

“(y/n), ’m going to the store, you want…” his voice trails off when the drawer before him shows only one clean shirt left, sighing when his favourite shirt has gone missing, again. he knows it simply by the missing tag on the top, cut off terribly by your hands on a drunk movie night. he was thankful you missed his skin by an inch, but he cherishes that shirt and night dearly. geto simply brushes off the mishap, grabbing a sweatshirt instead.

there’s a rap on your door that quells all movement from your side, fabric clutched tightly between your fingers that it hurt just a little.

“(y/n)? love? you okay?”

“y— yeah, i’m fine sugu. what did you say earlier?”

“i’m going to the store. it’s grocery day so i’ll be there for a while — need to stock the fridge up for the week. you want anything?”

geto wishes so desperately to see your face now, asking if you could go and holding a reusable bag by your side, but strangely you don’t even make a move to open the door.

“no it’s fine, and okay! i’m— uh, busy with something,” you look towards the door and back to the article of clothing in your hand, “so i’m sorry i can’t help today.”

geto’s disappointment is brief, but he recovers as soon as he hears your apology, in that sweet, honeyed voice you love to use on him, as oblivious as you were of its effect.

“’s fine, see you later!” there’s a weird and panicky bout of feeling geto gets, but he’s satisfied with the hum you sound through the door. and once the door clicks behind him, you’re unlocking your own door softly, ensuring your surroundings are safe.

geto wasn’t the only one. between your fingers were his favourite shirt, straight from the dirty laundry of last week’s load; it’s been a reoccuring thing these few weeks after realising you maybe want geto to fuck you silly. you’re sneaking around undetected with it, holding it to your nose, breathing in his natural musk. it was the one shirt you liked on him — always put on when with you — it’s like your secret little joke from that night. and it was so sinful, the way your breath hitches from just his scent, the way your panties pool with arousal.

what would it be like to actually wear it?

the thought crosses your mind and leaves just as fast, heart pounding in your chest when you realise you’ve never tried that before.

peeling off your top, you slip it on carefully, swallowing from how much larger he is than you. the sleeves extend past your elbows by a little, so much cloth on you that you’re a little lightheaded by the possibility of being geto’s, belonging to geto.

“oh god…” you sigh, feeling your pussy throb at the thought, and your hands are shy when they creep in between your thighs. they rub at your clit gently, imagining geto was doing the work instead. he’d be so gentle with his hands, cupping your thighs, spreading your legs.

you’re whining when your fingers find your way into your cunt, nose filled with the scent of geto and head filling with the repeated runnings of his tongue on you, his cock in you, his whole person devoted to you. it’s cute how you don’t know that’s already the case. your fingers are lacklustre as you pump them in and out while your other hand is busy with your clit and you look like a goddess: spread out on your bed in nothing but your roommate’s shirt, a soft, slow melody playing from your phone.

you’re so entranced by the sensations you don’t hear the front door opening and the rustle of the plastic bags (he forgot the reusable bags) containing your groceries, distracted by the phone call he’s having with gojo who teases him through the line. his best friend says stupid crap like she’s definitely into you, too. what her panties smell like? have you guys fucked yet?

the last two was enough for geto to whisper a soft satoru!, clearly displeased with the way he was asking about you, about you both that he only rolls his eyes, muttering an annoyed “i’m hanging up, you pervert. i’ll talk to you later—”

setting down the bags, he frowns again upon seeing the closed door, although not as closed you thought you left it.

“suguru— f-fuck, right there—” geto chokes on his saliva at the moans coming from behind the door, careful not to step on the wrong floorboard below him as he lines up with your room door — a terrifying feat rewarded by your needy whines begging for him. he can hear the wetness of his roommate’s cunt, and he wants to take a peak so bad; so he does just that and stiflies a groan at the sight.

your hair is splayed out all around you, pussy facing the entrance of the door just perfectly and his shirt draped over your body. it sends him into a frenzy, head reeling at seeing his shirt so oversized and so perfect over your body that he swears he cums a little at the display. your cute face scrunched up in pure pleasure, your toes curling around the bedsheets he changed for you.

oh, shit.

and geto panics when your head shoots up, eyes meeting his and your hands halting.

fuck, did i say that out loud?

you’re speechless although your reflexes cause you to close your legs immediately, scooting up the bed like you’ve just got cornered by a predator. it was similar — geto with his big, brooding self, moving slowly into the room with both hands up and a dazed look behind his eyes, you, exposed in the eyes of a hungry man who’s craved you for so many months. you like it.

“you’re— you’re wearing my shirt,” geto gulps, causing you to let out a nervous laugh.

“yea— yeah…”

geto thinks that maybe this is it. this was the moment he’s been holding back on for so long, and so he crosses that boundary into your space, stopping right at the footboard of the bed. you follow suit, going onto your hands and knees and crawling to him that he tilts his head back. everything you do drives him crazy.

suguru’s words is heavy, “you think you’re cute, hm? stealing my shirt and then moaning out my name and fingering your pussy like that…”

your breath shakes, ascending to your knees so you’d reach his height, but not quite. he tugs you closer to him.

“yeah.” it’s so quiet he almost doesn’t hear it, “been wanting you for a long time.”

your roommate hums, lips hovering over yours just by an inch. you’d probably pass out if not for your racing heart and pulsating core.

“yeah?”

you’re finished with words, resorting only to a shy nod before geto crashes his lips onto yours, wrapping the other arm around you as yours go around his neck. it’s messy, filled with drool, devouring you on the spot for teasing him for so long, mouths moving in sync with each other. there’s a soft moan that escapes your mouth when you feel him manhandle you with ease, picking you off the bed to set you down on your back gently.

“c’mon, let’s see the mess you made,” you mewl at the words but your legs are stubborn, still in disbelief at the way suguru treats you, but you let him pry your legs apart after some gentle praises. you stifle a smile when you see how geto exhales at how beautiful your pussy is, leaking from your hole while your puffy clit is begging to be touched.

“oh, she’s so fuckin’ pretty…” your roommate mumbles, intoxicated on your scent as he bends down, giving your cunt one last loving look before he looks to you with a small grin. it’s clear he cannot wait, but he pauses for the words he wants to hear.

“wan’ you to eat me out, sugu,” you’re mumbling and suguru thinks it’s so cute, only responding by giving you a peck on your inner thigh, a soft yeah? before he goes down on you.

geto’s tongue on you is slow and cautious, drawing languid circles around your clit as he plays with your thighs, moaning softly into your core.

“s’damn sweet,” you can feel the stretch of a smile before he resumes, drawing you in slowly with each lick, each suck. geto doesn’t let your arousal go to waste, using a finger to scoop up your juices before he rubs the area around your hole and then the first push into your pussy makes you let out a loud, wanton moan.

“oh— your fingers, sugu, they’re—” they’re so much thicker and longer, everything that you couldn’t feel before now feels too much and yet your cunt gives him his answer by clenching around his longer finger.

“better than yours?” he asks with a lopsided smile.

you huff in indignance — not your fault you had shorter fingers, “yeah.”

“i’ll make full use of ’em, baby,” geto gasps softly when he pushes his finger right to the hilt, obsessed with the way your hand closes around his wrist. “too much?”

you shake your head, “n-no, just— feels too good.”

your roommate laughs softly, “princess is just too sensitive.”

he’s tempted to chuckle again when he sees how the pet names affect you, but soon he’s adding a second finger and pushes in, moving at a slow speed. and then when he adds his mouth into the mix, you’re begging for him to hurry; his eyes flutter close, getting lost in everything that you dish out.

geto’s pace is routine like his life, but it’s not any less pleasurable as he curls his fingers upwards, stretching you out and hitting your spot repeatedly. he continually flicks his tongue and sucks and slurps, tasting your essence once and needing a second, third, fourth, umpteenth taste, bringing out the most delicious moans to fall from your lips. it’s like hearing aphrodite sing, and yet you cross her by miles both in beauty and voice. surely, he shouldn’t mention that out loud, but eros can’t possibly help the arrow puncturing his heart, and looking at his psyche now, he thinks you look absolutely flawless.

“f-feel so good, mmh— so deep, suguru—!” his eyes snap open to look at you with hooded lids, sending you a cheeky wink before he starts to suck on your bundle of nerves, keeping his mouth latched around it as his fingers speed up. the noises of your cunt sucking him in paired with your whines just sound so good, and the scent of his shirt is dizzying, pulling it higher and higher till it pools around your chest. you watch as geto pulls away for a second, gathering saliva in his throat before he spits on your pussy, and the action is so lewd your jaw drops and your hips start to hump against him.

“ya like that? filthy girl,” geto smiles, rubbing his thumb into your clit and there’s that distinctive build-up in your stomach, coiling and burning until lays his tongue flat onto your cunt, pressing it deep along with the fingers that curl up in your pussy.

“su—” you don’t even have time to tell him, cumming all over his fingers and soaking the sheets, flustered at the in-awe look geto has on his face at how the shirt had ridden up, at how your hands cup your tits and play with your nipples, at how your cunt gushes so sweetly for him. he continues to pump his fingers to let you ride out your orgasm, relishing in the whine you let out when he removes his fingers.

“patience, sweetheart,” geto moves up to reach you, fingers waiting inches away from your lips. you’re taking his fingers into your mouth, keeping eye contact as you wrap your tongue around them and sucking your cum off of him, swearing lowly when you grab his wrist and shove them deeper. “but then again, we’ve been dancing around each other for too long, now.”

you smile at his allusion to the many times that the what-ifs could’ve come true, and yet now you’re tangled up like this in his shirt.

once geto’s underwear comes off, you’re gaping at the cock that he pumps, clearly looking intimidating enough that geto has a hand to your knee and kisses it gently. “we’ll make it fit, alright?”

you nod a little timidly, taking his hand off and twining your fingers, “yeah, i trust you to take care of me.” you make a quick move to remove his shirt but he stops you, saying something embarrassing about wanting to see how cute and small you look in his shirt. you’re scoffing and pushing at him later, you’re just too tall.

he takes care of you perfectly fine — when geto fully sheathes himself in you, he can only focus on your gummy walls that wrap around him fully, his eyes are rolling to the back of his head and you’re grasping at his hands that grab your hips so hard. your roommate fucks you so well, your body limp and your pussy begging to milk him dry that it spills out so much — geto groans into your neck with reddened cheeks at that later.

you’re receiving a noise warning the very next day, alongside a QR code that takes you to a link for soundproof foam, and all you can do is laugh at each other. like routine, geto is already gathering the ingredients for an apology cake, beside him right in that little kitchen in another shirt of his that starts to smell more and more like you—

as his roommate and maybe now, something more.

part two ♡

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yanderenightmare · 6 months

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JJK x curse ! darling

TW: NSFW, yandere, kidnapping, captive darling, degredation

fem reader

Can’t stop thinking about all the little vulnerable curse ! darlings that exist and how easily they fall prey to the merciless Jujutsu Sorcerers that go hunting them down for pleasure.

Geto Suguru x The Curse of Virginity

Doe-eyed, chubby-cheeked and makeup-free. She's always chewing her lip nervously. Spawned from all the sweet, silly virgins out there who're afraid of having their virginity robbed.

Though always so fucking wet for it at the same time that it’s embarrassing.

Geto got lucky and swallowed her up before anyone else could get a taste. Keeping her in his bedroom. He kisses her cheeks while fucking her into a moaning, squealing little mess every night. Making sure all her sweet little virgin fantasies are met and satisfied.

Gojo Satoru x The Curse of Beauty

A defiant little brat who thinks her beauty will enslave any and all men who dare look at her. Cold and dismissive, she never lets anyone touch her – because, in her mind, she’s a goddess no one’s worthy of having or holding.

But Gojo scoops her up and keeps her locked up in his place like a pet cat. Smiling at her awfully condescendingly when she warns him not to lay his filthy hands on her.

She'll hiss at him, backing up with eyes going wide under the crushing realization that a pretty face stands little chance paralleled with a real force of strength. Understanding with a hitch in her throat how she better start using her looks to please rather than upset him.

Fushiguro Toji x The curse of Insecurity

The cutest little crybaby who thinks every aspect of her is unappealing and gross. She’s always trying to hide her tear-streaked face, making herself as small as she can by curling herself into a ball, hoping no one’s able to notice her.

Toji just grins his devil-grin with her doughy thighs spread around his hips – keeping her wrists pinned above her head so she can’t do anything but whimper out small denials when he gruffs out how fucking adorable she is, thinking she can keep herself away from him.

Nanami Kento x The curse of Shame

Born from the guilt of every shameful nympho who can’t help but feel so awfully filthy after indulging in their dark desires.

She's always naked and needy – quaking with heat and dewy from the fever of it – rubbing her thighs closed with such a sorry expression it would make any man rush to comfort her.

Nanami takes good care of her, though. The poor thing. She can’t go a single day without getting her wet little pussy pounded – always coming to him with her coy eyes and sultry whines, riding the thick muscles on his thigh with such a terribly needy pout on her lips. Begging him to make it okay, to sanction her so she needn’t feel so awfully sinful as she cums while still whimpering for his cock like a needy wonton little slut.

Zenin Naoya x The curse of misogyny

Born from all the chauvinistic self-indulgent thoughts men have of what a perfect woman should be – having resulted in the most plaint sweetest little thing – one who only feels comfortable when she's either welcoming her man home, cock-warming him during dinner or when he's rearranging her guts into the late night.

She's the happiest little bride with Naoya. Smiling nicely and humming while he lists all his troubles after coming home in a foul mood like always – she'll play with his hair until he leans into the touch with a moan, possessively tugging her closer – palming her soft skin with a pouty scowl on his face. She'll kiss his chin and tell him how grateful she is for everything he goes through, and it's exactly what he needs to hear – beginning to brush his lips over her skin, undressing her while she continues soothing him with her devotion – telling him she'd be lost without him, that he should take whatever he wants from her as a reward for working so hard, that he deserves it for being so good to her, that he's the strongest and smartest and greatest man in the whole world, and that she'll never ever want to be or do anything but serve him until the day she dies.

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satoruwiki · 2 months

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HE BEG, FOR THAT, I BEND, AND SMACK! — JJK MEN

minors, ageless and blank blogs dni.

content: nfsw; smut; jjk thirsts; multiheadcanon w jjk men; cunnilingus; spanking; doggy style; a dot of butt stuff; shibari; recording; face sitting

w.c: 0.5k - 0.2k- 0.7k -0.3k

n/a: a tinge of jjk men loving your booty bc they like to spread them cheeks wide open. any request/interaction supporting this post is very much appreciated! <3

TOJI

"Shit! Fuckkk- Baby, don't stop!" you whined, arching your back and pushing your hips against his face. His tongue was something else, so fucking filthy and messy to lave at your cunt; it had your toes curling and your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

Toji gave a firm smack on your ass, pulling a yelp and soft cries from you. "Don't tell me what to do when I'm eating pussy," he grunted, sending vibrations straight to your cunt, causing you to whimper.

"Tojiii," You grouse, your voice whiny and pleading. Your lips pouted while you wiggled your ass, begging for him to keep eating you out.

"Hm, I think I've spoiled you too much," he teased, his broad hand soothing the area he'd spanked you before. "Maybe I should leave you like this until you learn manners."

"No! I mean- please, make me feel good, please," you begged. Your heart raced; you were so close to reaching ecstasy - if he let you like this, you swore you'd cry.

It amused him how desperate you'd get for him to touch you; it inflated his ego even more than it already was. Listening to your pleas, Toji resumed his ministrations on your pussy, latching his lips into your pussylips, giving them the attention it deserved and yearned for, sucking and lapping at them.

Fuck, Toji was making out with your pussy like it was your mouth, tracing aimless patterns on them without forgetting to give some love to your pulsing bundle of nerves, playfully pinching on it to hear you squeal. His nose buried deep between your wet folds, Toji groaned and panted like a dog at each broad stroke of his tongue across your wetness, gathering as much of your arousal as he could indulge in.

"Never getting tired of this perfect pussy," he moaned, slurping on your clit. Your essence tasted like sweet and intoxicating ambrosia to him; he was addicted to the flavour of your cunt. His fingers dugs into the fat of your ass, kneading your ass and marking it with his handprint.

Your legs trembled, and your hand hurt from how hard you fisted the bedsheets. You felt your orgasm close to happening; sucking in a sharp breath, you sobbed, "Toji, cumming- I'm- I'm gonna cum."

"Yeah? Squirt on me, baby, lemme drink you up," he rasped, fucking you with his tongue relentlessly. You let out a loud wail of his name, straining your vocal cords as you came undone, spraying his broad chest in your release. Toji kept laving at your pussy, riding you out of your peak, relishing in the liquid oozing out your sensitive pussy.

Small and exhausted moans fell from your lips as gathered from your intense yet much-needed orgasm, resulting from Toji's excruciating edging that lasted too much for your liking. "Shit, doll, you really soaked me here," he teases, a cheeky grin adorning his face, sheening in your cum from his chin down to his torso.

You whined while turning to lay on your back, vexed at his taunting. "Shut up," you mutter, hiding your flushed face in your hands.

"Nuh uh, missy. It ain't over yet," Toji manhandles you, flipping you back to lay on your belly. Your hips jolt when his hand lands on your ass again as a punishment, drawing a choked sob from you. "We're not done until I fuck you dumb and you black out."

SUKUNA

Sukuna loves your ass, literally.

It's so soft and round, the perfect size for his hands to grope them. He would occasionally give it unabashedly a nice squeeze, startling you and making you blush at his shameless 'displays of affection' in public.

However, he thinks it looks cuter when it bounces on his dick. The sound of your ass and thighs slapping against his sweaty skin as he guides your thrusts by grabbing your hair and pulling you to press your wet pussy down to the base of his cock, creaming the thin layer of pubic hair sitting atop it with your fluids sends him into a hazy state of lust.

Sukuna massages the smooth (and bruised) skin of your bottom cheeks, giving it somewhat of a soothing sensation to its previously spanked areas as it ripples at each pound. "Fuckin' amazing, such a cute ass ready to get fucked whenever I want," he grunts, letting a thread of spit fall on your puckered hole, his fingers digging into your plush ass and thumbing your hole. "Feels good, princess?"

You moan as he tugs your hair back, "yeahhh-" you sigh, your teeth latching at your bottom lip to stifle the wanton moans drawn out of you. The veins of his thick cock scrap at the rings of muscle inside you, carving deep into your velvety walls to nudge at your sweet spot. "Fuckk- I love your cock- fucks me so good," you say, all smitten for his dick, your words slurred and voice raspy.

This is why he liked you so much; you were always such a dirty slut for him, so pliant and ready to take him deep inside your tight holes.

SUGURU

"There you go..." Suguru mutters when he finally gets the camera to stay still; he checks one last time it's recording at the right angle before teasing your entrance with his fat tip, a smug smirk curving the corner of his mouth. "Sorry for making you wait, sweetheart. Daddy's here now; imma make you feel real good," he says, pushing his cockhead past your folds into the tenderness of your pussy.

A quiet moan escapes from your throat as his cock gradually stuffs your throbbing walls full of him. You writhe underneath him, the red ropes tied around your wrist and overall body scratching your skin, "ngh- fuck, so fucking big," you mewled once he's bottomed out, your pussy snugging him so tightly as you adjust to his girthy size.

"Shit baby, you never said this pretty pussy was as tight as a virgin; you sure you've done this before?" he asks, his hands trailing on the curve of your back down to your rear, spreading them apart to see your cunt struggling to take him fully.

You nod, whining a slurred and muffled 'yes' by the pillow you rested your head on. If you've done this before, it means he can be a little rough with you, right?

Suguru began to piston in and out of your tight cunt, his hips colliding against your ass that rippled at each smack of flesh. You gasped, surprised by the rudeness of his thrusts, his cock moulded your walls to his thickness, and the initial burning pain was soon replaced by dizzying lust, which made your vision blurred by the tears that began to well up in your eyes. Suguru gave you a soft yet smug smirk as if he pitied your already fucked out state. He leaned down to kiss your tears away, murmuring mockingly, "Already crying? We haven't even started yet, love," he nestled soft kisses and nips on your neck, leaving light mauve markings on it. "Don't black out on me yet."

Teeth biting his lower lip, Suguru stifled his groans as his cock fucked its way into your soppy heat, his curve bullying your g-spot with his gland at deep thrusts. Your hips would jolt and try to run away from the overwhelming plunges of his dick, only to be immediately dragged back by harsh tugs on the ropes around your waist and punished with a mean spank on your cute ass, "no running away, dolly," he chastised, tapping his fat tip on your bottom cheeks before splitting your slit open and keeping his brutal pace on you.

"I can't! 'S too much!" you sobbed, gulping thickly and panting like crazy. Wet strands of hair stuck to your forehead, your body shuddering and moving at the pace of his pumps. Every grope and caress of his felt like scorching fire to you, melting in his divine touch.

His abs clenched and glimmered in sweat and some of your arousal after god knows how many orgasms he'd given you previously; you had lost the notion of time and everything in your surroundings, your mind too foggy to think about anything but the mindblowing cock stretching your cunt. Suguru fucked you as his personal fleshlight, and you wouldn't have it any other way. Only he knew how to fuck this good.

"Holy- Fuck baby, boutta cum in this pussy, fill you real good with my seed. Doesn't bother you, right? Be full of my cum?" Suguru hissed, his jaw now slacked and letting out breathy moans close to reaching ecstasy.

"Cum inside, I want it- ngh- inside, please," you mewled, staring at his blissed face through lidded eyes.

Suguru shuddered, his thrust becoming sloppy and slow, "Fuck- Take it, shit. Take all of it, 's all for you, love," he groaned, your greedy cunt milking his cock dry of his seed.

His chest heaved, like when after he finished a good workout -which isn't far from the truth- and with a heavy sigh, he pulled his limp and twitching cock out of you, his cum slowly oozing out of your hole, which clenched around nothing, waiting to be stuffed again. "Think you can ass up a little bit, baby doll? I need a thumbnail for this," he huffed, grabbing his phone from the nightstand and opening the camera app, focusing on your creampied pussy.

SHIU

Shiu lands his hand on your ass, giving it a couple spanks that have your hips jerking as you ride his face. You mewl his name, tugging on his hair as he relishes in the juices oozing from your sweet pussy. "Keep ridin' me, baby," he murmurs, the deep rumbles of his voice as he sucks on your clit send a shiver down your spine, drawing a whine adorable to his ears from you.

Shiu loves it when you become a cute, whiney mess just from sitting on his face, driven by lust and grinding your hips at a feverish pace on him. He gropes on your plushy thighs, his fingers digging and leaving handprints on them as he feats your pussy. His cock strains on his brown slacks and begs to be released out of its confinements, but Shiu is a patient man and always saves the best for last.

Your eyes shut, and your brows knit together as his tongue fucks you, the tip of his nose flicking at your bud at each roll of your hips and bob of his head. Shiu wouldn't mind dying of asphyxiation as long as it's buried in your ass while he eats your pussy; 'sounds like a dream death,' he thinks.

"fuck- Shiu, I'm close- so so close," you moan, your voice getting pitchier by the second. You feel your muscles contract and tremor under his hands, losing composure under his libidinous ministrations in your core, taking you to cloud nine with his mouth alone.

Shiu works on your cunt -his mind a little fuzzy in both lust and the little air he gets while he is underneath you- as he watches you reach ecstasy, letting out a loud cry and tugging his hair harshly, squirting your release on him.

An epiphany comes to him as he revels in your face, euphoric and dizzy with pleasure as a result of your orgasm. Eating pussy is better than smoking cigarettes, he thinks.

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misssremy · 1 year

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‘what’s that baby?? wan’ me to go faster?’ he teases with a slick grin on his face. he loves seeing you all messy & a sloppy mess underneath him like this, begging for him to fill you with cum. his hips thrust hard and fast inside your tight little hole ‘mmmm baby!!! fuck- slow down please!!!’ you scream desperately trying to close your legs while he towers over your body. ‘s-shit baby… gonna cum again, wan’ me to do it inside you? wan’ me to give you a baby?’ his thrusts get sloppier n faster as he pants and moans like a beast. ‘yes!!! want you to give me your baby, please!!’ you moan with your head buried in his pillow. ‘f-fuck i wanna wife you up already’ he grunts, feeling him about to reach that sweet high and reach the stars. your walls clench around him and scream as he releases his seed inside of you, spilling deep into your guts, filling you up to the brim. ‘mmmm holy s-shit, there’s so much…’ you pant feeling him ejaculate inside your warm tight hole. ‘fucking take it all, have all my babies, pretty mommy’

one kid won’t hurt, right ?

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suguru-getos · 2 months

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Geto’s always used to your perfect little body, until he catches you a few days before your period. You’re bloated, cranky, and just not letting him touch you anywhere except your neck. Baggy clothes, until he finally hears you mumble, “M’ just bloated right now, leave me alone.”

“Are you uncomfortable? Does it hurt? Maybe some anti-inflammatory drugs would help.” He is instantly searching for solutions, until he looks at you and realises. Oh… oh.

“Do you think I care?” He raises a brow, crossing his arms in defense and waiting for you to answer. “Just. Whatever… it’s not like you’re going to be judging me as such… it’s just I’m not going to look as attractive.”

Suguru bites his lip to hide a little smile he’s having, thinking of how to shove those thoughts out of your mind.

Behold, you’re settled snug on his lap, his big, beefy and nervy hand holding your breast, the other wrapped around your throat as he plunges you on his cock over and over in front of a full length mirror. Your back snug against his chest as he whispers, “look at you, tell me you look like an Angel…”

You’re too cross eyed to argue anyways… especially when Geto has one goal in his head, make you feel good both physically and mentally. ;)

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angelltheninth · 3 months

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Geto Suguru + Edging You Before a Meeting

Pairing: Geto Suguru x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, edging, clit stimulation, neck kissing, dirty talk, cock riding, short on time

A/N: Wrote this in like 15 mins, it wouldn't leave my mind.

221. “I don’t care how good it feels, you better not come until I tell you to.”

Of all the places to have sex he choose the meeting room. Right before a meeting. That was the kind of man Geto Suguru was, he always got whatever he wanted eventually and with a little planning. Which now explained his insistence on you not wearing panties today.

"You won't need them." Those words alone were enough to get you soaked. You almost didn't need his cock to finish by how riled up you got when he'd swipe his fingers under your skirt and then quickly pull away. But you did need his cock, you craved it inside your pussy. Your head feel against his shoulder as you felt it sink in.

"Finally. Been waiting hours for this, Geto." Soft lips met his as you turned your head towards his, your soft and moment of pleasure interrupted by his skilled fingers on your clit. "Move." You groaned. "Geto! We're running out of time!"

He hummed like he was confused. With one hand working your pussy the other gripped the edge of the desk for leverage as he started pushing your hips up, and then you pushed them down. "For what?"

Asshole. Your boyfriend was an asshole. A smug, handsome one but still was one. Little sparks of pleasure bolted through your body as he rolled his finger over your bundle of nerves, his hips giving the smallest thrusts.

Neither was enough to make you come. Only to make you agitated and more horny. You may not be wearing anything but his pants no doubt had a stain on them by now.

"Look at the clock. We're out of time." Those words crashed over you together with the realization that you would not in fact get to come this time. A fear confirmed as he pushed you off his cock and bent you over the table. "I don’t care how good it feels, you better not come until I tell you to." He cupped his hand over your naked pussy and bent his middle and ring finger into your tight hole. "Those should keep you from dripping all over the place. Now sit."

Your place was the chair beside him, obscured from view by the table. Like that it looked like he was holding you, which wasn't unusual but through the meeting you had to bit the inside of your cheek every time he made a scissoring motion with his fingers. Geto knew you wanted to come. But he also knew you were a good girl who would do as she was told and wait.

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midnightblues444 · 1 year

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Apollo!Geto x muse! Reader

Summary: the best way to get over artist block is to find a new source of inspiration

Content warnings: really rushed, suggestive

Muses, goddesses of the arts and embodiments of poetry, art and music, linked closely with the God of music Apollo and anything to do with art. Creativity ran through your veins, as a muse you were created to create.

At least you're supposed to,

With a loud crashing sound, yet another canvas has been thrown against the marble tile, and you let out a groan of utter frustration. You feel like tearing your hair out at this point with the way your works are coming out. The frustration settles in your bones while you scan the littered floor for another blank canvas to start on.

"What ever is the matter?" Another muse hurrys into your studio, looking frantic, gawking at the state of your space. "Don't worry, I'm just frustrated, my work is not going my way" you sigh out, fixing your set up. She half heartedly helps you neaten the easel, she picks up stray art pieces , studying them briefly.

"Well maybe you just need a change in inspiration, it's what works for me" she suggests, noticing how the past works all look somewhat the same. All being of nude women in gardens or on couches sitting prettily.

You think about it, looking at your failed creations, nodding slowly. Your fellow muse smiles,gently touching your shoulder "make sure to clean this mess up, Geto-sama will be here any minute for his visit" she says and makes her way out.

When Geto comes for visits, the other muses end up in a frenzy. Swarming him excitedly, showing off the art they've created bickering for his attention. Geto Suguru better known as Apollo did have something about him that caused such a fret, his presence alone even makes you want to impress him, absent mindedly holding your breath in hopes of his praises.

You know he's here by the sounds of the excited squeals coming from down the hall, opting to stay in your studio a bit longer to atleast start with thinking up a new piece.

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His Dark robes loose around his torso and hips, he warmly smiles at everyone he greets. Personalised greetings laced with the familiarity between him and the muses, shows the genuine relationship Geto has with his muses. That's probably why he picks up on your absence so quickly.

"And where is Y/n?" He asks warmly, when everyone had settled. "Oh y/n's been having creative block, so probably still in the studio", Geto nods and makes his way to you, he knows he could've waited for you to greet him in your own time but Geto has always been undeniably drawn to you.

His touches lingering a little longer, his gaze never faltering while you speak to him, he never put much action in his apparent infatuation especially because you never noticed it. So hes kept it somewhat friendly

The sound of the doors opening snapped you from your daze. You fight the urge of lashing out at the blank canvas staring back at you, directing your attention to the person at the door.

"Geto-sama" you gasped, standing abruptly in greeting. He smiles fondly, "and hello to you too" he teases, you smile at the taunt.

"I never pegged you for the messy type" he motions at the state of your studio, you feel a sudden wave of self consciousness fill your cheeks, embarrassed you laugh lightly. "I've been having... issues"

"So I've been told" he steps closer to you and your easel, bending to view your canvas his eyebrows knitting together at the sight. "I was advised to change my subject matter but I'm unsure as to what," you stumble trying to explain why the canvas was blank.

He hums in response standing up right, his fingers gently lift your chin to look up at him, his eyes glow with a mischievous glint that you cant quite place.

"Why don't you paint me instead hm?"

Your breath hitches and you find yourself nodding quickly, agreeing, he smiles.

What exactly was happening to you, your body is reacting to the simple phrase in a way you've never seen, you've painted people before, on that very couch infact, so why does your head feel like its spinning. Before you could catch up, he's sliding onto the couch and unclipping the bun that half way held his hair up , he slips out of his robes keeping a mere pieces of cloth between your gaze and his manhood.

You blinked hazily as he leaned over the arm of the couch on his forearms, raven strands sliding past his bare shoulders. You hastily grab hold of your paint brush, nervously glancing between him and the canvas.

"Geto-sama, could you maybe move to the right?" You break the silence, he shifts but you still dont like the pose. Shyly you stand, moving to him, kneeling to the level of the couch silently motioning to ask for permission to touch him.

"Go ahead I'm yours to move,"

You should have hesitated more, when your fingers grazed his cheek making him face a different direction, cupping his face, glancing at his lips, noticing your proximity.You both didn't expect the kiss that followed, shocked by yourself you pull away.

"Kiss me again" he says calmly, hesitantly you pull him in again, the kiss starts tentative but grows more with want. Your hands rest on his shoulders running your finger tips on his skin, his fingers are tangled in your hair, panting he moves from your lips to your neck, your soft breathless moans get louder as the desperation becomes more apparent.

"God.." he groans into your neck, "I should have done this sooner" pulling you on his lap with ease, you can feel him through the cloth and suddenly you realize what's happening.

"Geto-sama slow down.." you whimper, lips ghosting over his “we can drop the formalities, yeah?” he suggests slyly.

“Yeah” you sigh in response, briefly kissing him again intoxicated by how he hikes your drapery to your waist. Moving himself to be aligned with your entrance.

Everything you knew about art was that it was an expression of oneself, unpredictable and raw, that was art. This feeling, this experience to you can be equated to an art form itself, so you try clearly visualise what it would look like as a painting.

But you're too focused on the feeling of Suguru filling you up, feeling fuzzy, and drunk on him instead you try ingraining this feeling deep into your memory. In hopes your body and mind dont forget, so you can capture it later. But thinking about if you somehow forget this feeling, you wouldn’t mind a little reminder. You cant help but wonder..

...This counts as new inspiration right?

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whtpluto · 8 months

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Absolute Suguru brain rot. inspired by a video on ph.

Warnings - Voyeurism, fingering, pet names, slight humiliation/degradation.

thinking right now about Suguru, in his 2nd year, the only boy at jujutsu tech with a girlfriend, teaching his best friend and the first years how to pleasure a girl. he goes over the basics while rubbing his hands gently down your body, tells them to always have trimmed nails while he tweaks your sensitive nipples. tells them to always use lube as he gropes you through your underwear.

He’s got you spread out in his lap, you legs hooked over his. he’s fully clothed, the same as the other boys, and your fully naked. soft skin exposed to predatory eyes.

he treats you almost like an object, and it’s so hot. you can feel his hardness pressing into the back of your thigh, and you can see Nanami and Haibara with tents in their pants.

With one hand, Suguru rubs tight, fast circles into your clit, edging you closer and closer to an orgasm. With the other hand, he alternates between groping your tits and squeezing your throat when you get too squirmy. he speaks, his low baritone voice right in your ear, commenting on how he gets you off. god it’s degrading. “Some girls, can get off just from rubbing their clit, like… this.” he says as he abuses your clit with his agile fingers. he increases his pace, until your whimpering and babbling, rubbing at your exposed clit until your creaming.

He’s not gonna stop there of course, he’s not a shitty instructor. No, he rubs circles into your clit again until your squirming away from his touch, hiding your face in his neck as you pant for breathe and whine. He roughly grabs your face between two of his fingers and looks into your fucked out eyes while whispering “c’mon pretty girl… don’t hide from them…” before turning your head to face your small audience.

Nanami looks away like he’s being forced to be here, cheeks flushed. but every other second his eyes flicker between your flushed cheeks and your wet pussy lips. he licks his lips like he wishes this was an interactive show, critical demeanor suddenly gone at the sight of your pretty pussy. oh how far he’s fallen, your well behaved kouhai fighting the urge to get off to your moans.

I think Haibara would be more obvious. his eyes wide the entire time with curiosity. he’s definitely listening intensely. subconsciously moving his fingers in the patterns Suguru does on you. i think he might even be so enthusiastic to ask questions. “Does she always get that wet?” god if it were anybody else it might sound like an insult. but with his cute flushed cheeks and sweet demeanor, you know he means it genuinely.

Satoru oh the other hand, oh god is he jealous. he’s wondering how his best friend managed to score such a pretty pussy. he doesn’t give a damn about dignity as he rubs one out to the sound of your moans and cries. his crystal eyes are intently watching every shake and shudder of your body. he wishes it was him, rubbing his hands down your folds.

Suguru teaches them how to finger, how to find the g-spot, how to make you squirt. by the end of it, your an overstimulated mess with a wet pussy and nothing left in your brain.

“oh god… oh fuck… Suguru… please…”

Suguru chuckles next to your ear and whispers “what are you begging for darling?” he loves the way you shudder at his voice.

“i can’t take it anymore- please… fuck….”

He looks out at his audience, practically drooling. bullies his fingers into your gushing cunt again and says-

“Oh pretty girl… i’ve still got one more lesson to teach.”

#jjk headcanons #jjk x reader #jjk x you #getou suguru x you #geto thirsts #･:*+.thirsts

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