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[rovsemyri]

I smoked away my brain..(plug!k.choso) ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚

❄️UP ON MY GUMS , (I THINK THEY GOIN NUMB!)

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cw: plug!choso / drug dealer!choso, soft dom!choso, fem!reader, dubcon (kinda; sex under the influence), car sex, praising, riding, pussydrunk chosooo!, plot(kinda?), unprotected sex, creampie ₊˚ෆ₊

synopsis: it’s a friday night after work, you finally have the weekend off! stressed, you decide to call your plug, choso. you met him through one of your closest co-workers, yuiji after finding out he had a brother, since then, I guess you can say that you became choso's favorite customer — ★ (intended lowercase)

levy's note⭒⊹ ࣪ ˖: not my best work (i wrote this while i was high) :( but the show must go on. i had the idea to add visual links but i didn't know if people would be cool wit that, so lmk! tyy :) *there may be spelling errors,etc*

╰⟢ it was a late friday night and you didn’t have work tomorrow, so what did u do? called choso, your plug of course. though he was your drug dealer, you knew him a little bit more than his other customers, might even say, you got special treatment. choso was always laid back, he hated people in his business so not many people knew much about him, you wouldn’t have met him if it weren't for yuiji. 

 when he arrived, you stood outside the car door , just talking for a moment before he asked if you wanted to chill for a bit, suggesting you smoke a few blunts and talk…as you know, he always enjoyed your company. 

“so how you been, ma?” he asks, passing you the blunt as he fights a grin asking you the question. taking it from his hand, you take a pull before answering, “ tired, work has been stressing me out lately, but i’m doing okay” you flash him a small smile before taking another pull from the blunt. “you've been staying after hours, right?” he laughed a little, you could tell he was already buzzed. “you stalking me?” you ask, keeping up the light mood. passing the blunt back to him, your body began to feel heavy. 

“nahh, yuiji told me. the boy never shuts up about you, he’s worried bout you”, he says nonchalantly, taking another hit from the blunt. “you gotta take it easy for realll” his words slowing down a little. you could feel your head start to spin as the car became filled with more and more smoke, making your brain blank a little. “i’m doing fine though! just make sure you tell him to not worry when you get back” you laugh a little at the fact that yuiji worried about you and told his brother. choso takes a few pulls before outing the blunt. “you ain’t fine, you just said you was stressed” his words slur a little, the bud getting to his head. “ know i had smoke with you real quick, mama” he says with a grin on his face, pulling out another pre-rolled blunt, passing it to you with his lighter.

“being generous tonight, cho?” you smile at him, lighting the next blunt. “ you said you were stressed…you know i gotchu.” he says looking at you with a soft expression, making eye contact you try to avert your eyes. though choso was your friend’s brother you couldn’t help but admit he was so fucking hot. he was the quiet type, never spoke too much about himself or his life, he was a chill type of guy. that's what made you take interest in him, he was a mystery, really. 

you continue to spend the night just talking, getting things off your mind. choso was always a good listener and it seemed like he loved to listen to you talk. you could sometimes feel the way his eyes are glued to your lips as you're talking…or when he thinks you're not looking, you could feel the way his low eyes trace your figure as you tell him about what's going on. your mind gets more and more intoxicated as the rotation continues several times, somehow he’s still going, waiting for you to tap out or break the box. 

it's getting later as you both continue to talk, rotation going back forth as well, reminiscing about the past you both giggle and laugh. the euphoric feeling takes over your body, you haven’t felt this high in a really long time, you almost feel yourself twitching. choso lets out a soft laugh before passing the blunt back to you, his eyes low and red. “hmmph, cho, you’re not tapping out yet?” you pout giving him a playful hit on his arm before taking the blunt from his slender fingers. “think you could out smoke me, baby?” his tone lowers, a grin plastered on his face, laying back in his seat he watches as you look surprised at the name he called you. 

“of course i can!” you reply quickly with a smile on your face. “what you suggestin’ , girl? we try?” he says, his words slow and slurred, looking up at you making eye contact with you. 

you tried to avoid his eyes as you took another hit from the blunt, you couldn’t help but think about how hot he looked when he was high, you thought maybe shit was just getting to your head. 

“why you keep lookin’ away from me, ma?” he couldn’t help but laugh a little, clearly intoxicated. he passes you another blunt again with his lighter, willing to give into your little game. you kill off the blunt before looking at him, taking the next blunt from him to light , he couldn't help but smile. you could tell choso was on a different planet at the moment but you both felt the tension. “ you're gonna regret this, baby. you can’t out-smoke me” his tone was lower than before. you laugh, exhaling before passing it back to him.” you said you were being generous tonight, right cho?” you tease him, thinking that he’ll tap out sooner or later. the rotation continued.

and somehow, you find yourself in the backseat of choso’s car, the two front seats pushed back, making enough space for you to be perfectly sat on top of him. one hand on your hips, gripping them firmly. His shirt and your clothes are discarded and thrown onto the dashboard of the car and on the car floor. your chest pressed against his as he has one hand harshly holding down your hips on top of him, and the other around your neck. smashing his lips onto yours as the hand on your neck slightly tightened as it guided you to keep up with how he was moving. 

his kisses become sloppier by the minute as you grant his tongue access to yours, before he pulls away, loosening the grip on your neck and allowing you to catch your breath. “this is what ya’ get, baby” he groans, his gaze focused on the way your body looked as you were on top of him, trying to catch your breath. you couldn’t help but take a minute to breathe, his hands traveling to your lower body. his two large hands on your hips, gripping them firmly, slightly pushing your clothed cunt against his tightening bulge, his jeans unbuckled & pushed down far enough to reveal the wet spot forming in his boxers..“cmonn, please help me, baby” choso whined, guiding your hips to grind against his bulge through your soaked panties. . “choso, you’re just really high right now, relax” you pat his head before looking down at him, your hands on his shoulders. 

he groans, throwing his head back before pulling you closer to his chest. “fuck, i’m so impatient, girl” he whines, burying his face into your neck. one of the hands-on your hips now placed on ur neck, you almost gasp at the feeling of the slightly tight grip on your neck “cho.. take it easy on me” you choke out trying to keep yourself composed as you could feel how hard the poor boy was under you. 

planting wet kisses and leaving deep shades of red and purple on your neck, you bite your tongue to hold back the small yelps that almost escape your lips each time you feel his teeth gently sink into the sensitive spots of your neck

poor thing, he couldn’t help but think about how badly he wanted to stuff your tight cunt. his head spinning and low eyes making it worse, he needed it. 

“please let me fuck you, baby” he whines into your neck, he couldn’t take it anymore. he barely waits for you to nod before choso let’s out a soft growl, growing needier by the moment, one of his hands moving away from your hips. slowly moving down to your panties.

he brushes his thumb over your clit, “just the tip baby, I promise” he whines, looking up at you with his low red eyes, moving your panties to the side , “promise??” you move one of your hands down to his erection, freeing them from his boxers. “promise, doll face” he says, lining himself up with you, his hands digging into your soft hips. 

you choke back a moan as the tip of his cock enters your soaking cunt. a loud whimper escapes his lips as he throws his head back. he couldn’t take it , your tight cunt was squeezing his leaking tip. he wanted to see how you’d take him sooo bad. 

 “fuck- i’m s-sorry ma but-“ he manages to say through his sped up breathing before roughly pushing your hips down, your cunt stretching around him as he throws his head back in pleasure. “chosoo, you p-promised” you moan loudly. “sorry baby, take it for me… please?” he almost finds himself begging. 

his rough hands hold your body up, rutting his hips into you at a slow but steady pace, allowing you to get used to the feeling, kissing your cervix each time he comes back down. bouncing yourself back on him, one of his hands cup your face forcing you to look at him with your teary eyes. 

he couldn’t help himself from taking in every part of you. he loved watching the way you tried to hide the way your facial expression changed each time his tip hit the right spot. admiring the pretty sounds you made for him and only him to hear. he loved knowing that he was the one relieving your stress. 

““fuckkk .. you move your hips so well. keep riding me s-so fucking good.” he moans loudly before pulling you closer to him. you could swear his voice was louder than yours but he just couldn’t help it. 

you feel the tears well up in your eyes as his pace begins to quicken, pounding into you, the vibrations riding along your sensitive clit making you moan louder with pleasure. “-- ngh! feels good .. s-so good,” you babble, your body getting tired, you lean on his chest for more support. 

your nails digging into his back, the pain almost giving him more energy, he pounds into you harder making the sounds you were making impossible to suppress. you feel the knots in your stomach tighten. 

“c-cumming—m’ gonna c-cum mmph!!” you whine, 

“ cmon baby,, cum on my dick m’ almost there” he groans in your ear as you grip his shoulders tighter. you feel a euphoric wave overtake your body as he continues to chase his high, fucking you through your orgasm, leaving your legs shaking as he overstimulates your weak spot. 

“fuckfuckfuckfuck!--- p-please take it, princess. m’ right there” he’s at the point of tears. your vision is blurry as you watch as he desperately fucks into you. you weakly push yourself back against him, attempting to help him. 

“i’m cumming, p-please don’t stop” he whines loudly as he continued to fuck into you before feeling his dick twitch inside of you, his breathing became heavier. he buries his face into your neck, whimpering as he paints your tight gummy walls white, riding out his high.

he lifts his head, face stained with tears, he looks at you with low eyes, trying to catch his breath. 

“ think ya got one more fa’ me, princess?” 

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[lemonlaur]

GAMBLING ADDICTION

𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 fushiguro toji x fem! reader 𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 synopsis: a new regular at your work who always bets on losing dogs; at least most of the time. . . 𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 word count: 3.2k 𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 cw — sort of slow burn, rough sex, oral sex, cunnilingus, blowjob, smut, doggy style, breast groping, hair pulling, biting, hickies mdni ♡ ࣪₊♡𓂃 note — my first time writing smut in a while and my first tumblr post! if you enjoy it, please comment or reblog, it would make me so happy (and maybe do more teehee)

“Takoyaki,” the broad-shouldered man ordered, not even bothering to look at you. He was engrossed with the race on television, just like every other person here. 

You were beginning to reconsider working next to the sportsbetting eatery outside of Tokyo. There was never an issue with people paying for their food, which one might expect from petty gamblers, but most just lacked manners.

“That’ll be 500 yen,” you chimed, catching a glimpse at his betting card as he gave you the banknotes from the same hand. Number four – 10,000 yen. 

The race concluded while he waited for his food, and it wasn’t hard to see that number four was not in the first. Or second, for that matter. The man let out an annoyed sigh before crumbling the slip and shoving it into his baggy gray pants.

Then, he finally looked at you. Maybe it was because you had the octopus balls. 

“Here’s your order, sir,” you felt a little nervous under his intense gaze, not expecting the sudden eye contact. “Chopsticks are on the tables, and green tea is by the door.”

“When’s the next race?”

“Oh, um,” you weren’t the bookie, but this was a common question. “Usually there’s only one boat race a day during this season. But, there’s horse racing in about an hour, though.”

He looked at you, then the food, and finally offered a half smirk in your direction. His mouth turned up on one end, opposite of what looked like an old scar. Your cheeks heated up and averted your eyes to help the next customer, obviously. He then took a seat between the cash register and the television screen. 

You watched as the same scene repeated itself, and he lost. 

This wasn’t uncommon, but usually after two losses, especially with the money he was betting, the patrons just left. 

“Hey,” someone said.

You were thinking to yourself while wiping down one of the tables, and jumped at the same deep voice from earlier.

 “You work here everyday?” The voice belonged to the man from before, and without a counter and register between you both, you could really feel the size difference. Before you could answer, he continued, “If you’re here everyday, maybe you have a better idea of what normally wins.”

You hadn’t anticipated a question about betting, but you liked to think you knew a thing or two. 

“I can’t predict the future or anything, but tomorrow, I bet Hoshimi – the horse in the district next to us – is going to win. He hasn’t won the last two, coming in second both times, but I think that’s why the jockey will secure it this time. He’ll have more drive.” Tomorrow would be a slow day, as all Mondays tended to be, and therefore you knew the most about those leagues. 

“What do I do if I have no more money to bet with?” He replied.

“Um,” you blankly stared at the man who must’ve thrown away at least 20,000 yen today. “You leave?” 

“No, no.” He chuckled breathily. Leaning against the table you’d just been wiping down, he asked, “What if, instead of betting money I don’t have, you and I make a bet? On your horse –” he looked at your nametag “[Name].”

You blinked a couple of times, rather surprised. The way he said your name made it sound a little better, but maybe that’s because you were tired. He also looked a lot better than most of the customers. “Make a bet? I’m just an employee, so maybe you’d better find someone else.”

“I think it would be some honest, good fun, and nobody’s wallet suffers,” the unnamed man explained. “If you’re here all the time, it might bring some excitement to the monotony,” he waved his hands in the general direction of some typical drunk patrons. 

He did have a compelling way with words, and it’s not like you’d lose any money. Plus, if he showed up again, that was enough of a win – he was sober, must’ve had some sort of income, and was rather handsome. You’ll give him the benefit of the doubt for being a little rude earlier, he did have a lot of money on that race. 

“If there’s no money, I am all game,” you agreed. 

* * *

Every Monday, Toji, who finally gave you his name, came in to bet on the horses. He would go to the bookkeeper beforehand to get his card before coming over to you. He would order his takoyaki, ask your horse (always the same), and sit between the register and television, watching. 

The first few times, you just would discuss your picks, and whoever won simply had the satisfaction. However, the two of you grew more and more competitive, as if addicted to the idea of one upping the other. 

“[Name], I am a betting man,” Toji had come in unexpectedly on a Wednesday, with a betting card in his hands. “I know for sure that number six is going to demolish the others in this race today, and I’ll make 100,000 yen.”

“If you say so,” you teased. You’d only ever seen him win petty matches when betting on baseball teams so far.

“I bet you, my guy is going to win,” he slammed his muscular palm onto the counter you worked at. “Real stakes this time.”

“Oh, like money? I get paid to watch you,” you dusted off your work apron, stretching your arms out. 

“No, no money, something more valuable,” he explained. “Your time. My guy wins, you owe me a date. I can even pay for your time off work, considering my wallet after the win.”

You felt your cheeks grow hot and you looked at his smug expression, both ends of his scarred mouth twitching up. “Oh, and what do I get if mine wins?” You decided to ignore his stake for a moment, not willing to let him see you caught off-guard. 

It’d been about a month since you’d met him, and he’d become so much of a friend you forgot how attractive you’d initially thought he was. It was not hard to come back to, that’s for sure. It wouldn’t be a loss, per say, but your competitive spirit might be a little bruised. 

“Whatever you want,” he explained, “but not money.” He held out his hand as if you’d already agreed upon the bet verbally. “Also, the race starts in five minutes, so I’d pick your. . . whatever the sport is.”

Feeling a little less worried, because Toji hadn’t even bothered to look at what he was placing bets on, you shook his hand. 

The parlor barely had anyone in it because it was a midday boat race, so you decided to join him at his usual spot to choose your boat. You decided to go with number four because you needed to think fast, and his odds would likely be no better than yours.

Toji was looking at you more than he was looking at the race, as if he’d already won. But you ignored it, clutching your first as though there was an imaginary betting card. If he lost, maybe you would have him do something goofy or tell him to quit betting and just eat here. 

The boats were pretty neck and neck, with four, five, and six barely a needle ahead of one another. 

The bell rang as a customer opened the door, and you jumped to go back to the register. You tried to simultaneously pay attention to the race onscreen as a tired businessman ordered a bowl of ramen; but had to focus on giving the man his change.

By the time you’d shut the register, you were met with the final lap – number six in the lead. “Damn,” you muttered, leaning your body across the counter to get a closer look, as if the kanji for four and six couldn’t be more different. 

You saw Toji’s smirk go throughout his entire body as he looked from the television to the register, beaming. “I told you, my guy was going to win.”

“You got lucky this once,” you said, knowing his track record. While you felt a bit like a sore loser for a moment, you felt the hairs on your neck stand up as you realized what this meant. A date with Toji. 

* * *

You had taken off work today for whatever Toji had planned, and picked the perfect date outfit for the crisp weather. About fifteen minutes after the time he’d said he would come get you, he was here, wearing the same tight shirt but with a jacket slung on top, and much tighter pants than normal. 

“You look nice,” you said, feeling a little awkward, seeing him outside of your work. 

“I’m surprised that you can look cuter than when in uniform,” he said, putting a warm, muscular hand on the small of your back. He led you out of your apartment, and you began to feel more comfortable with this idea.

He’d picked out a nice, but not terribly fancy, sushi restaurant on the outskirts of Tokyo. You’d agreed to share some rolls to have some variety, and everytime you leaned over to get a piece on his side, you could feel his eyes roaming you. Not that you were much better; when he would use his chopsticks and lean in, you had an unintentional habit of staring at the shiny scar on his lips. 

“I bet,” he swallowed a bite of yellowtail, “that you think I’m attractive.”

“You’re a betting man, I’m not surprised you’d think so,” you kept your eyes on the sushi, but nervously swayed your feet under the table. In a swift motion, you felt Toji’s leg against yours. 

In what felt like a game of chicken, after who knows how many betting games, you nudged his leg.The table wasn’t exactly the biggest, but it was clearly on purpose. Under the table, he brushed his fingertips across your leg, sending shivers down your spine.

The two of you continued to talk idly about your day, things that either one of you had planned, as his muscular hand trailed up your leg. His calloused hands, from who knows what kind of work, grazed the edge of your skirt, and you inhaled sharply – stopping talking.

While he wasn’t not smiling before, that familiar smirk popped up again. 

“How is your food?” He asked, the smirk even changing his tone of voice. 

“Amazing,” you took your chopsticks and popped another roll into your mouth. “You should try some of this nigiri,” wanting to get back at him, you picked up the piece as if to feed him. 

He made no effort to even play along, quickly biting it off with the same smug expression. “Delicious,” and his fingers returned to your hem, unmoving. “Don’t you think it’s good?” Toji stared at you intently, and you made the connection. 

You nodded, and felt his hand gently brush your inner thigh before he pulled away. Whatever breath you’d accidentally been holding in was let go as the waiter dropped the check off, and you were brought back to reality. Damn waiter, you thought. 

Toji calmly paid the bill, before escorting you out of the restaurant, an unwavering look on his handsome face. You felt shy all of a sudden, the boldness in you lost, as you both walked back to your apartment.

“I have to tell you something,” Toji said as you rounded the block to your house. He crossed his arms in front of him before putting one behind his head, “I may have done heavy research on the race so that I would win.”

You were surprised it had taken him so long to start doing research considering his win-lose ratio is rather low. How many thousands of yen down the drain? Then, you realized what else that meant. 

“You could’ve just asked me on a date,” you mumbled, looking at your feet. You felt a little bit surprised because he only did it knowing it would work in his favor. 

Toji brought up your chin with his hand which you should be more than familiar with by now. “I liked my odds more this way. And I got the money to take you out at the same time, obviously.”

Toji made sure to walk you to the door to your apartment. The tension from the restaurant remained. 

“I hope you have a good rest of your night,” Toji hadn’t even let you unlock the door to your apartment when he turned to leave.

“I bet you didn’t think I’d let you in,” you grabbed the back of his jacket as he turned, the other hand turning the key in the door. “This might be the last time you see me outside of a uniform for a while,” you joked. 

“You know what happens if you let me in, right?” Toji hadn’t even turned around. His voice was kind of low, and he spoke carefully to make sure you’d understand him.

“I think I am willing to take my chances.” You were barely able to get the door open before he was inside your apartment, locking the door behind him. 

Your heart pounded in your chest as Toji smirked at you, putting you between his chest and the wall. He leaned in, and you went in too, only to be disappointed by a small peck on the lips. “If you want more, well, the ball is in your court.” 

Already having been frustrated earlier by the teasing, you went in to kiss him deeply, swirling your tongue into his mouth. He laughed into the kiss before quickly asserting his dominance, and reaching his calloused palms under your shirt. 

You shivered at how cold his hands had been from being outside, but continued moaning into the kiss as he unclasped your bra, pinching your already hardened nipples. He pulled away from the kiss, a line of saliva connecting your mouths, letting his fingers graze your nipples for a moment, before smirking and wiping the spit away with his hand. 

“What do you want now?” He asked, pretending as though you were in charge tonight. He winked at you before peeling off his top layers to reveal an even more muscular body than you’d expected. Toji’s bulge was easy to tell because the pants he’d worn were already rather tight, and you’d already felt it pressed against you during the deep kiss. 

“My bedroom, it’s just around the corner,” you explained, a little breathless.

“Lead the way,” he said, crossing his arms over his chest. Even those looked bigger now that he wasn’t covered by his compression shirt.

You walked down the hall, leading the way, feeling a dampness between your legs. You stopped in the doorway for Toji to catch up, only to be met with an immediate warmth pressed against your back the second you stopped.

“Miss me?” Toji whispered in your ear from behind, wrapping his strong arms around you with his lips tickling your ear. He didn’t need further direction and began quickly using his arms to finish getting your top off from behind.

You turned to face him, both of you topless with far too many clothes on, and reached for his zipper. Toji leaned against the doorframe, smirking as you hastily tried to unzip his pants to reveal his bulge.

“Good girl,” he breathed out as you barely undid his zipper and yanked his boxers down to reveal his cock. In only a few seconds you were on your knees with Toji fucking your face with no hesitation. Your makeup ran down your cheeks as his cock slammed into your throat, the flavor of precum on your tongue. “So obedient,” he groaned out.

This was the other side to the smug gambler you were familiar with, and while it was just as filthy, it was so hot. Your gag reflex didn’t matter to Toji as he brutally rammed into your mouth, your lips red and puckered around his shaft, licking up every bit of seed when he finished.

When your mouth was free, he picked you up as though you weighed nothing, tossing you onto the bed. He was completely naked, and every part of his body looked pristinely built as though he were one of Michaelangelo’s works. “For someone who I maybe tricked into my bet, you seem pretty eager,” he said, getting on top of you. 

“I should get a win by default then,” you sat up under him, wrapping your arms around his neck, kissing him with your swollen lips.

“I suppose that’s a fair request,” he commented between the making out, hooking a finger on the waistband of your skirt. “You get whatever you want, and I can tell what you want,” Toji’s hand reached under the skirt, grazing the wet spot on your panties. 

In a swift motion, he’d taken off your skirt and panties with his teeth. You felt your face burn, surprised at the cocky man’s behavior as he buried his head between your thighs. Toji’s hands gripped the outside of your thighs as he kissed the insides, making you squirm under his grasp. You gasped as he suddenly began to bite the inside of your thigh, moaning out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. 

“Oh, Toji,” you ran your fingers into his hair, grinding against him. He moved from leaving a hickey on you to eating you out, his tongue swirling around your clit. “Please, fuck me,” you begged as he edged you, licking and teasing your swollen pussy.

“You don’t have to ask me twice,” Toji flipped you over and pulled your feet to the edge of the bed where he quickly took you from behind, standing, with his strong hands using your hips as handles. You were so wet he slid in no problem, and you gasped at the sudden sensation in your stomach. 

He grabbed your hair, arching your back, and began to thrust in and out of you. His cock throbbed inside of you, and you moaned so loud you worried the neighbors may complain. You were building up to climax steadily from the penetration, but then, he began to rub your clit with his large, warm finger. You felt a warmth growing in you and you moaned his name, wearing it out.

“Good girl,” he said from behind, his thrusts becoming less consistent and more rapid. “I bet you’ll cum before me,” he teased, even though your legs were already shaking with the anticipation of an orgasm. Toji rhythmically rubbed your clit as he fucked you rapidly, and you noticed a puddle of drool on the sheets from your face.

“I’m going to cum,” you moaned, and he yanked your hair like it was a set of reins. As you were reaching your climax, he bit your shoulder, and you gasped as both pain and pleasure filled you. You moaned, almost screaming as your body shook with the intensity of the orgasm, but Toji sped up — you wouldn’t be surprised if his strong hands had bruised your hips in doing so.

“Fuck,” Toji growled from behind you, dropping your hair so that your face fell into the plush sheets. You were thankful now that he was keeping your head up. He suddenly pulled out and you felt unbelievably empty, as your pussy throbbed, before he came on your back.

 “I bet that you’d cum first, didn’t I?” He inquired, lifting your face from the sheets. Toji didn’t even look tired, barely a drop of sweat on him.

“There’s always next time,” you said, smiling. 

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prize

synopsis: hopeful to spark some romance between you and your neighbor, suguru, whom you've been crushing on for a long time, you knock on his door. however, he has different plans for you.

note: hello! this is my submission for @toji-bunny-girl 's kinktober collab! hope you guys missed me!

[this post contains dark contents. please don't proceed if you're sensitive]

warnings: mdni, dark content, ghost face suguru x afab reader, bloodplay, knife play, degradation, killer/victim relationship

wc: 4.4k

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it takes a lot of courage to be where you are right now. a tight, black dress wraps around your body, your face lightly sculptured with bold, blood red lips to fit with the 'halloween theme', your knuckles out and up high. just two knocks, and that's all. why so nervous? it's just suguru, your lovely neighbor. it's not like he isn't interested in you either, it was just a matter of time one of you made a move.

okay. here goes nothing.

your knuckles make contact with the wooden door while your other hand is occupied with tightly (and i mean tight enough to give you a hand cramp) holding an expensive bottle of wine. although you're not much of a wine person, you tried to match suguru's intellectual appearance at least. and who knows? it might look sexy too. why is he taking so long to answer the door? should you knock again? you nervously look down to check if your shoes- wait, what the fuck? are those high heels on the mat? why didn't you see-

"oh, hi! suguru! hi! uhm, i didn't interrupt anything did i?" fuck fuck fuck fuck you definitely walked in on a date.

"hey... uh, sorry, i kinda had someone over." suguru looks messy. his long, black hair that is usually gathered in a stylish bun is now fully on display. strands of his hair cover his eyes, he truly looks beautiful, but unordinary. he's fully clothed, so it mustn't be anything sexual. could he perhaps be drunk?

you quickly hide the bottle behind you.

"right, sorry. i was just wondering if you had any... coffee?" dumbass, who asks for coffee at this hour?

"sorry, not much of a coffee person." suguru's sweet smile seems forced this time, the warm face that usually greets you is gone. you feel so embarrassed too, you just want to get the fuck out of this situation and chug that bottle of wine.

"ah alright... thanks anyway, i'll... see you around"

"good night" suguru quickly closes the door. it's weird though, did you actually interrupt something? why did the place seem so empty? anyways, you've had enough with poking your nose into suguru's business tonight. too bad you spent two hours shaving, bathing and prepping up. at least the courage shot you took helped you get through the thing.

another long shower, a two hour film and a bottle of wine later, you finally make your way towards your bedroom. you force yourself on the bed and wait a moment for the dizziness to disappear. the wine works like magic and you manage fall asleep way earlier than you'd anticipated.

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the sudden breeze in your room doesn't bother you, but the sudden shift of energy in your room is enough to wake you up from your sleep. your room is merely lit by the full moon up in the sky, which is now fully seen with your window suddenly open. you take a glance at the dark room, everything seems normal. it must be the wind. before you get up to close the window, you check the time on your phone. it's only 3 am. despite having a guest over, suguru's side of the wall is painfully quiet. your walls, which are normally paper thin, seems to have thickened. maybe it's for the best, best for you.

once your feet touch the ground, you feel a sudden rush of adrenalin. what's this strange feeling? the breeze must have gotten you sick. you wobble towards the window. only the sound of your footsteps can be heard. wait, don't you have a rug here? how can you hear your footsteps?

"good morning, princess"

stiff, thick arms wrap around your neck with a sudden move and you freeze where you are. you can only make out the thin, black cloth around his body and the shiny knife that is pressing against your cheek. you try to speak up, but neither your brain nor his arm is letting you.

"did you sleep well?" the voice is eerily close to your ear but it's slightly muffled. you can feel that his frame is way larger than yours, you are in complete disadvantage here. struggling is unnecessary, you can easily get yourself cut. so you just let your body loose and let him guide you.

"this easily?" he chuckles. "i thought you would put up a fight." he loosens his arm just a little for you to breathe again, and maybe to respond. or, maybe he's just rewarding your submission.

"who... are you? what do... you want?" you pant. the breeze directly hits your face now. with the corner of your eye, you see his faint reflection the window.

it's a mask. a white mask. though you can't make out what he really is, he is truly much larger than you, that's for sure. maybe it's the wine that helps you stay calmer than anyone else would. maybe it's just who you are. who would have thought you would be a victim of a halloween murder?

"what do i want? i don't know." he walks backwards towards the bed. "i got bored." he releases you and throws you towards your bed. once your dizziness disappears, you finally take a look at him.

a ghost face. he wears that mask from scream and a thin, black robe. his physique shines underneath the fabric, you would call him slutty if he wasn't pointing a big ass knife towards you right now.

ghost face leans over you, that's when his robe slightly exposes his chest. why, on the brink of death, do you want to fuck this man? is this adrenalin? the alcohol? maybe you have always been a freak. or maybe he just seems familiar.

you rest on your elbows. ghost face is intrigued by your courage, but stands his ground. he lifts your chin up with the tip of his knife. that's when you get a chance to fully look at his face, up close. although there is not much to analyze, you still hold eye contact with the mask. ghost face tilts his head to the side as if he's challenging you. you still stand still, heavily breathing. your heart is about to explode before he gets a chance to stab it, honestly.

as he tilts his hair, two strands of hair fall over the porcelain white mask. huh? they look like bangs. do men even have bangs? men that are this tall? the men that smell like that?

"suguru?" you gasp. you truly feel terrified now. god, maybe you shouldn't have exposed him like this, always best to play dumb.

ghost face lets out a very loud, cynical laugh.

"you're smarter than you seem, huh? or maybe should i say brave?"

you make a move to sit back, but the edge of his knife presses harder. a sharp pain down your chin holds you in place, a pain that is followed by a fast warmth that trails down your chest. ghost face doesn't move an inch. "oops" he says like a little bitch he is.

"why are you here? what are you going to do with me?" you grip the sheets under your palms. your eyes are watering, you can't help it. but you hold yourself, you won't shed a tear at all.

"i felt bad for rejecting your little date offer, so i came here to surprise you! i must have been late though. look, i'm all dressed for you! now where's your slutty vampire costume from earlier?" his voice becomes very clear to you but in a completely different tone. the sweet, respectful and genuine suguru you know (or thought you knew) is absent. this man is psychotic and demeaning; his voice, his stance, his moves...

"that's it? be real."

"ooh, courageous i see... did you drink that entire bottle by yourself?" fuck. "nah, you just saw too much."

"too much? of what? i don't understand."

"my little date! the one you walked straight into? you came before i could even throw away her shoes! you should've seen how much you scared me!"

"i don't understand anything suguru..."

he laughs again.

"do you always need everything to be said straight away?" he mocks you. "i killed her, doll."

your body freezes. sure, you could have guessed it, you have guessed it. but hearing it straight from the man?

your tears escape, not in a sob, they just escape. tears wet your puffy cheeks and meet the thin trail of blood on your neck.

you move your hand up to cusp ghost face's cheek. you move slowly and carefully.

"i don't care if you killed her." he halts. surely you must have surprised him. hell, you surprised yourself too. but hey, nothing to loose right now.

"i don't care. suguru, do you know for how long i've been dreaming about you?" you rub small circles on the plastic with your thumb and slowly work your way under the mask. "i want you so bad. i bought a dress for tonight, one that i will never get to wear again. i bought a fine bottle of wine to look intellectual to you. i did all of these for you."

you flick the mask with your thumb and move it above his head. there he is, suguru geto, with all his glory. shock in his eyes, thin brows high, mouth agape. you brush your thumb over his soft lips.

"if you want to kill me, kill me. but at least give me the courtesy of pleasuring me for one last time."

"you want me to fuck you? what kind of a maniac are you?" he laughs.

"what do i have to lose?" your face is stern, you don't laugh along with him.

"i want to see you bleed." he warns you.

"i'll let you do anything to my body." suguru sees the flame in your eyes. if he didn't know better, he would think you want to kill him.

suguru thinks for a second. his eyes wander over your messy hair, naked shoulders, your bloody tank top, your panties.

"lay down and do as i say." he orders you. you do so, while holding eye contact with him.

you lay flat beneath him, your feet dangle off of the bed. he leans over you and starts moving the knife over your body lightly. it almost tickles. feels like small needles all over your body, the feeling is surprisingly exciting. the knife runs over your collarbones, neck, arms... you wonder how the sharp, cold metal would feel further down.

he stabs the point of it on the fabric of your tank top, careful to not cut you. he drags the knife down and cuts the fabric like it's butter. the tight tank top bursts open. the coldness of the room embraces your bare chest now. suguru can't help but be amazed at your body. such a shame, he thinks, it will all go to waste.

he presses the flat side of the knife right on top of your nipple. the sudden sensation makes you shiver and the stimulation makes you let out a small gasp. suguru is entertained by your reaction, so he repeats the same process on your other breast. your eyes shut close for a moment. your pussy is throbbing with excitement, waiting for its return.

"open your eyes." suguru's face is painted with a smug smirk. "be a good girl and don't move." he orders and you stay silent. he looks right into your eyes as he throws away his mask and (painfully) slowly slides his robe down. he's now left with his tight black boxers and usual bun. the moonlight behind him outlines his muscular figure perfectly. his pale skin shines like a pearl, and you can trace every single muscle on his body with your eyes. his gigantic figure, to anyone else, surely would be terrifying. and had you not known him beforehand, everything would have been different.

suguru rests one of his knees down to the bed to balance himself. he lays the knife down to the side. he grabs you from your hips to adjust you, he brings your entire body onto the bed. he does it as if you weight nothing.

his soft lips roughly dance on your skin, almost as if he wants to bruise you with his lips. he moves around your neck, your bare chest but never your face. hungry for at least a bit of intimacy, you rest your hand on the back of his head and gently pull him closer to your face. suguru's thin lips form a smirk. he knows what you want exactly, but he doesn't want to please you; not yet, not unless you deserve it.

he stops you until you've brought him closer to your face. your lips stay apart in anticipation when suguru starts whispering. his hot breath hits your cold face and his low, demonic voice sends shivers down your spine.

"do you think you've earned it?" he asks you. "why would a needy slut like you deserve a kiss?"

tears start rolling down your cheeks in frustration as you manage to let out a silent "please kiss me"

you yearn so much for some sort of warmth right now. any kind. you want him to hug you, kiss you, call you beautiful names. that's what you always wanted, to be his pretty little partner. you always imagined him as an old school romantic boyfriend, but it looks like you were wrong big time.

"kiss you? so needy!" suguru gets on his knees above you, he looks down on you. his lips and cheeks have blood smeared on them. his black boxers are bit tight and you're upset that you couldn't even get him fully erect yet. "want me to kiss you?"

you hum in response.

"then suck me off." he commands. without even waiting for you to react, he lifts you back up. in an instant, suguru has you on your knees on the ground, his palm gripping on your head tightly. you look up at him, suguru can read your neediness in your eyes, your eyes that are big and glassy. if everything played differently, he probably could feel butterflies in his stomach at the sight.

"the fuck are you waiting for?" he growls. his hands grip on your hair tightly and he earns a small moan from you. you try so hard to not be as aroused as you are now, but you can't help it. you want him to fuck you until you bleed. you will let him do anything to you.

with suguru's hand on your head guiding you to his crotch, you're suddenly eye to eye with his black boxers. he's getting hard, but it's obvious he's not completely there yet. still, the bulk is frighteningly large. before you can even see it properly, you're anxious if you'll be able to fit it in your mouth.

you finally gather your courage and release his cock. it's pink and veiny and as anxiety inducingly big as you had anticipated. you're amazed and slightly embarrassed at how small your hand looks on it.

you play with his length with your fingers, slightly dragging them from the base to the tip. your touch is soft, unlike suguru's hand and overall manner. you dance your fingers around his tip until it gets harder. you then get your lips closer and start leaving pecks around where your fingers were just now. suguru is surprised at your approach, he likes how gentle you are. he can feel that you're completely in control of him now, though it's better for you to not know it now. he'll just let you play for now to see how it will go.

your soft kisses turn into long licks. you run your tongue around him, especially a big vein that gets more apparent with every lap of your tongue. you slow down close to his tip for one last ride, after which you lock your lips around his tip. you suck on the flushes tip with your plump lips until suguru's hold gets tighter. he throws his head back, eyes shut and panting heavily. it takes a second for him to realize he's slowly giving in, after that, he opens his eyes and forces your head to fully take him. he smiles at the sight. oh how pretty you look with your throat bulked. he should have fucked your mouth on the bed to watch this glorious view.

you yelp at the sudden move. his cock is throat deep in you and he doesn't wait a second for you to adjust to him. he moves your head up and down, up and down, up and down... he pulls you up until his you can feel his tip on your tongue, until your neck starts to hurt. you can't move or do anything else other than swirl your tongue in sync with his moves. suguru goes feral every time you swirl your tongue around his tip. the room is filled with wet noises, followed by the painful moans you let out. your eyes tear up, both in frustration and pleasure. god, you need him so bad, you need him deep inside you until your guts hurt. you rub your legs in an attempt to feel friction but the arousal is too much for a small friction to satisfy. you look up at him with furrowed brows as he continues to fuck your face. suguru gives you the courtesy to make eye contact. his eyebrows are furrowed with a bitchy smirk to go along with it. it's impossible to guess what he wants to do next, when he will get bored. maybe it's better for you to stop before he cums, who knows what he'll do after he cums?

"ah, fuck... you're not as pure as i thought." he stops you at his base. "do you want your kiss? do you think you earned it?" you hum.

he releases you and throws your head back. you fall behind your back, but quickly get back up. you try to catch your breath. god knows how you look right now; mouth covered in spit, hair messed, tits out, cheeks flushes, god you're probably even crying right now.

"come here." you crawl back to him. he pats the bed. "come here, dumbass. how else can i kiss you?"

you crawl back on the bed and reach your face to him. suguru cups your cheek and tugs some loose strands on your face behind your ear. he looks heavenly. his hair is also messed up, lips covered in blood. his face truly didn't fit his behavior. for an angel face like this, he is the devil.

he comes closer slowly and slowly. his lips graze yours. you're impatient. just when you're almost about to plant your face onto his he pinches both your cheeks with his long fingers and laughs at your face. he laughs manically, loud and insultingly.

"did you think i would do something like that? are you fucking dumb? i'm not your fucking boyfriend." he forces you back down on the mattress, this tame face down. his sheer strength is frightening. he could move your entire body with just his fingers.

you moan in frustration. face down, ass up, eye to eye with that dumbass mask of his. at least he'll finally fuck you.

suguru rubs two fingers over your panties. "god, you're so fucking wet. all for me, hm? you like being treated like a little whore?"

suguru grabs the knife and starts running it down your back. this time, the feeling is different. it doesn't tickle, it stings. surely, the hot feeling that follows can only mean that he's not playing with the dull side anymore.

"it's so bright, so red. do you feel it?" he runs his finger on your back. "ge...to... there you go. now everyone else will know who you belong to." a bright red geto paints your entire back. the wetness is unbearable, on both sides honestly.

"maybe i should carve it too?" he stabs the point lightly on your back, the pain makes you tug on the sheets. you can feel your white sheets get wet under you.

"nah, maybe later." he runs the knife through your panties, finally freeing you. suguru grabs the panties and squishes it into a ball.

"are you scared?" he asks, and you could swear he was sincere.

"no."

"it will hurt a lot." he tells sweetly again. "you know i care about you, i wouldn't want anything bad to happen to you."

you stay quiet.

"ah, i see. you don't buy it anymore, huh? well, in that case..."

suguru presses the dull side right on your clitoris. the cold, bloody metal sends shivers down your spine. you want to close your legs around it but you know you'll cut yourself. you can only wait for his next move.

he presses it down hard and rubs small circles with the knife. you tug harder on the sheets and moan into the sheet. your walls clench on emptiness. the blood has now reached your arms, your view is red. you open your eyes to the ghost mask that watches you. you want to see suguru, but it's impossible when he presses your head down.

"please... suguru... fuck me..." you pant. suguru laughs again.

"don't tell me what to fucking do." he screams and you shut your eyes. he can be scary when he wants to.

suguru makes a ball out of your panties he discarded and stuffs it on your mouth.

"that's what big mouthed whores get."

as much as he wants to resist, with your bare pussy right in front of him, he can't wait any longer. one hand grabbing your ass firmly, the other presses the knife on your hip. suguru grabs you until his knuckles turn white and you yelp from pain.

"fuck" he breathes as he aligns his tip with your entrance. he enters with one harsh thrust. your back arches immediately. finally, you feel full. it hurts to feel him inside, he stretches your walls like they've never have before.

suguru slams his hips violently, so much that with every thrust, your body moves a bit further. he fucks you like he wants to punish you. he lands slaps on your ass until it gets red. his hands are covered in blood, your hands are covered in blood. he hits your uterus with every thrust. he has incredible stamina, he doesn't halt a second, even when you start spasming around his cock.

it takes only minutes for you to finally reach your climax, but you're too occupied (and unable to) warn suguru. he knows, of course, but he's not in the mood to let you orgasm properly. he leaves it to you, while he keeps fucking you violently, you shake and scream under him. his grip only gets harder to keep you still. your eyes get blurred with tears that you can't control anymore. you moan and scream with each hit, which drive suguru even more crazy. your walls shut close around him, and he manages to pull until he almost gets out.

"fuck, you're so fucking tight. will you cum again?" he hisses as if he's insulting you. "yeah, i'll make you cum again." you can feel every vein on his cock, with each rub, each stroke. and suguru loves the feeling of your insides, you welcome him so warmly, your velvety walls make him feel things he has never felt before.

he never stops after you've come and the overstimulation is painful, but you know you like it. the thought of suguru causing this pain arouses you so much. you want to see how he looks, how his godly body must be sweaty, his hair all messed up and his cheeks red and puffy.

you clench your teeth on the wet cloth once you feel your insides shake again. the knots in your stomach tighten until you scream out. suguru gets the signal and gets even faster than before. he loves seeing the tears on your face so much. he cusses under his breath, god, you arouse him so much.

you let out a scream as big waves crush you from the inside. you shake violently around suguru. your knees get weak, you're about to fall back to the bed. you can almost feel suguru in your stomach, god, how long will he go?

suguru, you try to scream but he only manages to hear muffled nonsense.

"look at the dirt you made" he calls out for you, but his voice seems so far away. you try to gather your consciousness but it feels impossible. suguru lands a slap on your ass once again, the sound echoes in your room. "so dirty."

he notices you're not responding and leans closer to you without skipping a beat.

"oh please, don't die on me yet!" he laughs to himself.

your eyes are open, but you're barely holding on. suguru's cock leaves bruises inside of you and he seems to not get tired at all. your eyes fix on the stupid mask. it almost mocks you, the stupid eyes and mouth. you wish you could see suguru's angelic face instead.

"fuck" suguru curses once more. "shit" the low curses continue until he releases himself from you. he starts rubbing himself on top of you. you can hear him grunting and panting behind you. soon, it's followed by suguru letting out the prettiest moan you've ever heard and unleashes himself. suguru shoots thick ropes of cum on your bloody back. he plays with himself until he's breathing normally again. he takes a moment to admire the painting he's made.

"finally pretty again."

kiss, you mumble to yourself. kiss me.

"aah, this was fun!" he cheerfully exclaims. "did you have fun?"

hum.

"i'll take that as a yes!"

sharp.

a sharpness is what you feel on your back. it doesn't even hurt. it just stings.

i had fun

your last words, as your vision gets dark, and the last thing you will ever see is that damn ghost mask.

for suguru though, it's a much more pleasant view. it's a bummer that his fun had to end quickly, but this view is irreplaceable for him.

he takes the bloody knife out of your back before he fully turns you around. you lay on your back, eyes empty and lips parted. your cheeks are wet and still has some flush in them.

suguru leans over you and brushes his thumb on your lips before kissing you softly.

"you deserved it, doll."

thanks for reading! i know i've been gone for a long time, but school is really killing me right now. i wrote this after submitting my 3rd essay of the week T.T i forgot how to write smuts on god all i know right now is academic english

halloween might be over but thanks to me you can feel like it's halloween days after. you're welcome ( •̀ .̫ •́ )✧

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[naoyaslut]

pairings: naoya zenin x femreader x toji fushiguro

warnings: n/a

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Over the next month, the big snowstorm that Lianne had mentioned had begun to hover over the Zenin estate.  Luckily the proper precautions were taken, there was enough food and supplies throughout to outlast the big storm. 

If you had an issue with being trapped in your room due to Naoya’s say so, now you were becoming stir crazy.  Weeks ago, Naoya had informed you that Yasu had been retrieved from the dungeons. You were desperate to see how he was doing with your own two eyes, but Naoya wouldn’t allow it. 

“He’s not in a state you’d want to see him in, give him some time to recover and I swear it, I’ll let you visit him,” 

You frowned at the thought of Naoya’s words.  He had said that weeks ago... and now.  You brushed your hands over the front of your dress as if it would cause the small protrusion to go away.  It made you uneasy, wearing the gowns that Naoya had made for you, the snug fabric showed a very small bump from your pregnant belly.  

Last night when you went to bed you noticed nothing. This morning when you had awoken, the small bump had just… suddenly appeared.  

But now, Yasu was up and moving. Naoya was supposed to take you to see him today and you were becoming impatient. It was well into the afternoon and Naoya hadn’t returned from his meeting with Toji and his father. 

You paced back and forth in your room impatiently, glancing over your shoulder every thirty seconds. Your nerves were getting the best of you. You were both excited and afraid to see Yasu again. 

You were unsure of how he would take the news of how things had unfolded. Your village being destroyed, your father perishing, … your marriage to a Zenin. Things had happened so quickly, and Yasu undoubtedly was in the dark for all of it. 

“Lady Zenin, you have been shuffling around back and forth your room for the last hour... whatever is the matter?” Lianne sat in a chair near the fireplace, her fingers that were busy knitting a blanket coming to a complete stop.  

Hesitantly you offered Lianne a glance and an even shorter smile, just so she wouldn’t inquire any further. 

“I am just eager for Naoya to return… that’s all,” This was part of the truth. He had been away all day and there was no telling what he had been discussing with his father and the others.  

Lianne rested the blanket in her lap and smiled. “The storms are beginning to pass… perhaps when some of the snow melts, we can tour some of the shops in town-” 

Neither you nor Lianne had heard the doors of the room swing open and Naoya’s voice filling the hanging silence and startling both of you, with him interjecting at Lianne’s suggestion. 

“What on earth would give you the notion of parading my pregnant wife around in town while pregnant, as if she’d be safe?” 

Lianne tucked the blanket in her lap against her legs and stood bending at the waist to greet Naoya. She apologized immediately after. 

“Forgive me, Lord Zenin, I was merely suggesting an outing since Lady Zenin has been stuck inside for so long…” 

Naoya click ed his tongue in annoyance as he stalked across the room, his eyes widening marginally as he paused in front of you as if he were noticing the rounded protrusion at the front of your belly. He appeared to be stuck in place, his lips pressed into a thin line. 

“Leave us,” Naoya cut into Lianne’s unfinished apology abruptly and she quickly got up from her seat to shuffle over to the exit of the room. “Close the door behind you,” 

“Yes, my lord,” Lianne’s words were mumbled before she closed the doors after her leave, leaving you in the room with your husband, who seemed fascinated at what his eyes had homed in on, your belly. 

You stood in silence, a bit of nervousness falling over you as you watched Naoya creep even closer to your location. Not once had his eyes left your abdomen to look at you. 

“Naoya?” You spoke tentatively, exhaling a shaky breath when both of his hands crowded around your stomach. His hands were large and the feel beneath them warm as they covered your belly face in awe. 

“You’re beginning to show already… You must be further along than the doctor predicted,” Naoya’s grey eyes met with yours briefly before he dropped to one knee like had done once before. Eagerly, he pressed his ear against your tummy, one of his hands still cradling the small bump of your pregnant belly. 

You weren’t exactly sure when you fell pregnant, but Naoya may have been right, perhaps you were further along than the two of you initially thought. 

“It just… kind of appeared overnight,” your breath caught in your throat once more when Naoya lovingly pressed a kiss to the fabric of your dress, his gray eyes once more meeting with your own. 

He didn’t stay kneeling for long, rising to stand with one of his large hands interlocking his fingers with yours. 

“I will protect you and our child with my life, I promise you that,” He brought the back of your hand to his mouth lips skimming along its skin lightly before his lips curved into a faint but seemingly genuine smile. “I am eager for our son to arrive,” 

Your face grew crimson in embarrassment from his actions. Ones that seemed to come along so naturally and were the stark contrast to his usual demeanor. He was stern with you at times, but this kind of talk and behavior from him… filled your heart with butterflies. But you were also afraid of what else was to come. What if you weren’t pregnant with his son, but a daughter? Naoya seemed so completely sure that the child would be male, what would be the consequences if it were not? 

“I am eager as well…” your voice began to while trying to imagine what it would be like to have a family of your own. 

A light rapping sounded at the heavy wooden doors before Toji’s monotone voice reverberated a moment later. 

“The L/N clan member… Lady Zenin’s acquaintance is up and moving about, should she still wish to speak with him,” 

Toji offered nothing more and after that lonely sentence, you could hear his footsteps beginning to recede down the hall.  

You could tell by Naoya’s body language that it was the last thing he wanted to hear, he had become rigid at the spine and his jaw taut to prevent any obscenities from flying out of his mouth. 

“Come, you wanted to talk with him at some point, right?” 

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Quite the surprise to you Naoya escorted you into a study on the other side of the estate where Yasu stood stoic, his face unreadable upon you entering the room behind Naoya. But his expression softened once he saw your face but then the uncertainty was back once he saw that you were pregnant. 

“Lady... Zenin,” 

Naoya stood near the double doors of the entrance, his back pressed against the doorframe, both of his forearms crossed rigidly against his chest. His Eyes were icy as he openly glowered at Yasu when he greeted you. It was as if he were daring him to cross the line. Of course, he wasn’t going to allow you to be in this room, alone with another man. It didn’t matter how friendly the two of you had been before this damned war had begun. 

Instantly he could see your mood improve. You openly wept in front of the man and in turn, he sat ramrod stiff, unsure of how he should console you. Yasu’s gaze flickered toward Naoya briefly before he returned his attention to you standing before him. 

Naoya wasn’t listening to the conversation that you were having with Yasu. He was simply observing how the two of you interacted. He wanted to determine if there was anything more than a simple friendship that had been established before you became his wife. 

Now he was having second thoughts about keeping this one alive. Perhaps he should have died with the others.  

Seeing Yasu seemingly rejuvenated caused you to shed the relief and guilt that had seemed to wedge itself in your chest since you had seen him last. Naoya kept his word and Yasu appeared as if he had been well taken care of. He was freshly shaven, his hair that had long grown down his back cut short and out of his face. He looked like you had remembered him. 

You were extremely grateful and even moved to tears once you got to speak with him. 

“I’m so happy you’re doing well, you look like a brand-new man,” You became silent as the guilt that was so heavy before slowly began to creep its way back into your gut. You knew that this war... none of this was your fault.  

You had nothing to do with it. Both you and Yasu were victims of the circumstances... but for some reason, you couldn’t push aside the guilt that you felt for Yasu being confined here.  

“I’m so sorry Yasu...” Clasping your fingers into the fabric of your gown, you began to wring the material until it started to wrinkle in your grip. 

“Lady L/N-… Zenin,” Yasu corrected himself, offering you a faint smile. “Please, don’t anguish about any of this, it’s nothing that either of us could have changed. It’s not your fault,” Yasu stood up a little straighter, lifting a hand before dropping back to his side.  

If this were under any other circumstance he’d comfort, you. But you were no longer a L/N. You were a Zenin, and he had no right, nor the privilege to touch you at all. 

“I’m grateful for you, what you did to get me out of there. I owe you my life,” 

Startled, you took a step back as Yasu took a knee before you proceeded to lower his head in thanks.  

“From here on out I vow to protect you and your child in the future... alongside the new head of the Zenin Cl-,” 

Naoya clicked his tongue, interrupting Yasu as he began to rise to his feet and waltzed over to step in between you and Yasu.  

“That’s enough for now, Yasu has other business to attend to,” Naoya gritted out, his words curt and harsh. He seemed to be annoyed. 

Yasu spoke of the new head of the Zenin Clan, but you weren’t aware of anyone else taking over. Naobito was the head of the Zenin Clan until he handed it over to either one of his brothers or Naoya or whenever he perished.  

Whatever was going on, even Yasu knew more than what you did, and it was clear that Naoya didn’t want you to hear about any further details. 

Naoya practically dragged you out of the study, his larger hand swallowing yours as he tugged you down the corridor. By now it was near evening, and the help was still hastily running around the estate, preparing everything so that the rest of the storm could be waited out in comfort. 

Naoya stopped outside of the familiar double doors of your shared bedroom still clasping your hand in his as he turned to face you. 

“I hope that little reunion was enough to satisfy you,” Naoya huffed, his thumb smoothing over your hand, ever so dainty in his calloused one. 

You offered him a genuine smile, nodding appreciatively.  

“It was... thank you Naoya-sama,” Even if it was a short time, you still appreciated what he had allowed, and even that Yasu was spared. It lifted some of the guilt off your shoulders of finding him down in that dungeon. 

“Good,” Naoya released your hand and turned his gaze down the corridor to see Toji approaching once more. “I’ll have Lianne prepare a bath for you and bring you something to eat, it appears that there is something more I have to deal with before retiring for the night,” 

Toji offered you a half bow the corner of his lips twitching up into a crooked smirk before he opened his mouth. 

“Good evening, my lady,” 

Naoya scoffed at his greeting, clicking his tongue in agitation.  

“That’s enough, what is it now?” 

Toji stood upright, chuckling lightly under his breath before his tone became rather serious. 

“The girl's execution was postponed because of an oncoming storm, if we leave her down in the dungeons, she’ll freeze to death...” Toji raised a brow in question. “Are you fine with me leaving her down there?” 

You gasped in surprise, the familiar feeling of dread creeping back into your belly. Emi. You had completely forgotten about her... and now both Naoya and Toji were discussing her as if she were nothing more than yesterday's trash. 

“N-naoya...” You uttered his name in disbelief at what Toji was suggesting, knowing that he wouldn’t want you to get involved. “You can’t just leave her down there to die like that,” 

Naoya’s jaw tensed at Toji’s careless words, knowing that it would upset you if you heard anything further about it. He sighed, releasing a heavy breath before pushing the doors open a bit wider. 

“Go inside and wait for Lianne, I’ll return soon,” 

#differences #naoyax!femreader #jjk lemon

[yanderemommabean]

“No! No please I don’t want to anymore!”

Toji, who’s fingers have forced you into several orgasms: I don’t remember asking what you wanted. Now be good and cum for me again. Keep fighting me and I’ll make it worse baby.

#mommabean #yandere Toji #yandere noncon #yandere dubcon #yandere jujutsu kaisen #yandere smut #yandere lemons #yandere scenarios #yandere imagines #yandere male #yandere jjk

[sadderdaazee]

“Daddy’s Best Friend”

♡︎> toji fushiguro (listen to florida kilos by lana del rey or the playlist linked) <♡︎

it felt odd. a little exciting. a little impish. with teetering silence brimming in your throat, your eyes drool against him.

on a sad, sad, fortunate evening, when your father was out on an unplanned business meeting to algeria, his best-friend of two years finds you alone in the house.

he had plans with your father, to play shoji with him and sip on some extra expensive wine, but fate has different plans for him.

and while you see the man standing by your doorway, a little arch pulling his right brow up, you're composed.

so, so composed.

that's what you tell yourself when you invite him inside the house.

and oh, he knows. he definitely knows. if he didn't, why would he walk in anyway?

"sir," so you say, voice low in a purr. its so low, so graveling, so seductive.

because in the twenty-two years of your life, you've never wanted a man to fuck you as bad as when you met toji.

it was a beautiful nocturne, moon's eloquent rays peeking by the expensive restaurant's window. a family dinner. and it was also your twentieth birthday, with your daddy's rich shenanigans to spoil you perfectly, he hosted a family dinner. a family dinner where your father also introduced his new friend, which so happened to be toji. when his eyes met yours, you knew this toji would be the death of your sanity.

now, your distance with your daddy's best friend is close. almost unfamiliarly close. a kind of close where you can smell his cologne but not enough to feel his searing skin.

then he sits by the sofa, and you sit right next to him. so close, your bare thighs touch his own.

"tryna seduce me, l/n?" he replies, voice as sultry as yours.

this isn't unfamiliar to him. he's grown. known. he can read people. women. their intentions. and he can clearly read yours. well, he has been reading yours since he first met you.

his elbows are by his knees in a confident way, fingers entwined among each other.

he doesn't know why he stays, what he waits for. but he stays. his chin is by his shoulder and his eyes are on you.

"brilliant job trying to guess, mr. toji. but you're wrong." you sip into his eyes.

his eyebrows raise, an almost cocky curve tugging by his smirk. you lean a little till your hands find his shoulder.

"i can read your eyes, l/n. read that look. i'm older, less naïve." he says, eyes running through yours to your lips.

"what look, sir?"

"really, sweetheart?" a smirk again. "you wanna play it this way, hmm?"

"think you know that well, sir." your eyes linger by his lips, a coquettish drag of desire falling against them.

he sighs.

"your father is my friend," agitation drapes his voice when he feels your breath pool on his lips.

"such a saint." your eyes meet his in a sarcastic manner, and for a moment, he's holding back. hating himself for even getting in this situation.

but he's not a man of morals, and definitely not someone who lets opportunities burn.

"fuck," he whimpers. "c'mere," so his lips are on yours. the crave for his hands and the ache of him finally slowly burning, his spark embedding with your inflammable desire.

his lips love to kiss your neck, and his hands find your body like a lost lamb. they trace. draw. paint. an eager hold of his searing palms under your loose shirt, as he's pulling it up.

you're wearing nothing underneath. and he's shocked. toji never knew he was friends with the father of a slut.

his fingers pinch your nipples, palms grope your tits. his lips write their soliloquies against yours, much more desperate than yours.

"what've you done t'me," his lips find your neck again, and he pulls your shirt up till your collar. his kisses drip between your tits, over the supple flesh of them and finally against the perky nubs. he sucks with fervor, eyes drawn lazy with lust as they waltz by your face. you're laying on your back on the sofa, his knee between your legs and other on the ground. "so fucking beautiful."

"not worried about d-mmh-dad anymore, hmm?" you coo mockingly as his lips trail down and lower.

"what can i do when y'such a dirty little whore, hmm?" he says, head trailed between your thighs.

his scorching breath loiters by your groin, a shiver sprinting across your bones and settling somewhere in your core.

"gonna take this off," he's breathless as his fingers hook and slide off your panties, your fingers desperately lacing among his strands of hair. you softly mutter a moan in response, an ethereal gesture dripping like honey through his ears. and toji never knew someone's voice could unravel such thoughts in him. he wants to devour you and make you sing his favorite chorus of moans.

his lips softly kiss your inner thigh, palms groping the supple flesh of your outer thigh as you let out a breath of desperation.

for once, he just stares at your pussy, like a man thanking the heavens above.

then his lips are slowly finding their way by your lower lips. he softly kisses your slit without hesitation and you swear all the breath among your lungs had vanished when he did.

his kisses are gentle, soft, dripping like honey against your slit as he furtively looks up.

"fuck, toji," you caress his hair between your fingers as he slowly kisses his way up your pussy.

the kiss he plants by your clit is a little harder than the rest, and he smirks. smirks when he feels how sensitive you are as your thighs involuntarily close around his head.

"keep your legs open for me," he breathes, spreading apart your legs. "good, y'doing so good for me." his voice is a purr as his thumb meets your slick slit, spreading it out to gain more access to you. he kisses again, a little harsher than before than has you breathing heavily.

he's waited wayyy to damn long to have this.

he pushes his tongue out, not being able to resist the urge to feel and taste you on his tongue any longer. and if he had been addicted to something before, it'd be nothing compared to the taste of you. he's addicted.

your arousal slips on his tongue, and he has to lick again. and again. and again, till he's pushing his tongue inside your pussy while you're gripping on his hair and messing all over his face. your back is slightly arching, trembling when his lips wrap around your clit.

"that's it toji," you pull on his hair and for a moment, his eyes close, relishing within your taste. "fuuck..."

but he's more of a grunter. grunting into your pussy and moaning like that's the most delicious thing he's ever tasted.

he's silent, tongue speaking the loudest words of pleasure at your cunt, lips hard sucking at your clit. his fingers find their way, from drooling by your thighs from keeping your legs spread to falling by your slit.

he loves it. your moans. your taste. and fuck, he wishes he'd fucked you the day he met you because shit. he's fucked by your taste.

your honey leaks by his lips and he has to pull back for a breath, finger still massaging your folds up and down.

"fuckin' filthy," he licks his lips and drinks you all. his fingers move and slither into your pussy with ease. it has you gasping. trembling for air because although you've fingered yourself on many instances before, the stretch of his big fingers were just something different. "n' tight. startin' to think you're not as much of a whore as i thought."

"why, don't you like running your mouth a whole lot," you sneer through your fluster. your eyes meet his and he chuckles, taking his finger out of your cunt.

the ache of his touch rattles among your hips as you find a small whine falling by your lips. before you get to whine and mourn the lost feeling, his hand meets your pussy in a spank.

"oh my— shit," you moan, and find that his he had added two more fingers into your vagina. he's fingering you with three of his fingers ruthlessly, lips wrapped tight around your clit and tongue relentlessly flicking it. you're a mess, but he likes it messy.

he likes you messy.

he curls his fingers upwards as the tip of them meets your sweet spot.

and oh, how he's proved how much he loves to run his mouth on you.

you're closing to your climax, fingers threaded into his melting strands of hair that feel like silk under your touch. and he keeps ravaging like a man starved, the greed for you finally relenting when you chant his name and feel his fingers go in and out at a pace.

"cum for me, let me taste you." he must've said but you're melting like a wax with no coherence, deaf to your surroundings as your orgasm approaches. and it approaches intensely. his fingers don't stop their motion, fingering you faster as you finally reach the point.

you moan when you orgasm, and you feel it so, so deeply within your bones and nerves. with your heart erratically thundering beneath your ribs and your ears ringing, you still feel his touch even when he's kissing your lips through your ecstasy.

"there, there," he kisses you more and then goes down on you again. not to ravage but to drink everything you've elicited from your pussy. "you're doing so good for me sweetheart." he licks everything up as every swipe of his tongue gathers your sensitivity.

his words soothe you through your orgasm as your breaths fall heavy.

"fuck," and when you're finally back to reality, you sit up. "never knew you would've been so good at this..."

your gaze drags from his chuckle to his crotch, his hard erection threatening to poke through the fabric of his clothes. so you fall to your knees, your shirt falling and covering your body.

but that's not what he wants.

"no, sugar. think that's enough for today." his finger meets your chin, making you look up at him from between his legs. and your eyes, fuck, they're the most beautiful ocean of flaming fire he's ever decided to burn himself upon. and he was hard. so achingly hard that he has to question if he's ever been this aroused before.

"but i haven't even—"

"no, you listen to me." anew sort of agitation drapes his voice. a kind you know that he's aching to not hold back. "we can't continue this. your da—"

"please," your desperate words twist something within his gut, and fuuck his cock. it aches to be touched. touched by you. his carnal gaze drinks upon your sultry words melting into the way you seem so vulnerable to him.

he looks down, and your pleading features wrecks his conscience. shatters till the shards are seeping and slicing into his skin. because suddenly, he's pulling you so harshly against his lips, hands sliding beneath your ribs and circling around your limbs.

your eyes widen, and in a whim, you're kissing him back, hands on either sides of his thighs.

you kiss deeply. so deeply, you think your lips might swell.

and toji has never been so lost in a kiss before as he is now. with such passion, he has to question his own sanity.

his fervor entwines with your own in soliloquies. he loves it. you love it.

your hands are trembling by his jaw and neck, carving your desires by his lips. you can almost taste yourself on his lips.

"why can't you understand," he says among breathless kisses, "i will ruin you. this will ruin us.

"ruin me then," your replies steep under the cries of pleas. you want this. and you want this so badly, "ruin us, toji."

he pulls you up from your knees till you're sitting on his lap, kissing intensely.

"god... y/n," he breathes in a swoon of agitation, trailing his kisses to your jaw as you arch in his warm hold. "you're making this so hard for me."

"once," your pleas, your eyes, the look on your face — he just can't fucking resist it. resist the way you're furtively grinding your bare pussy on his clothed cock with that gaze, with that desperation. "please."

and if you knew how his own desperation pars your own, you'd be surprised.

you're intoxicating. and he's a drunkard.

so he says fuck it to his conscience.

his grip on the curve of your waist grows taut, a small stifled moan leaving your lips as you continue to grind on him.

after all, he too is a man who sins.

he kisses the side of your neck in a manner of subtle affection and in a swift motion, he takes off your top, kisses between your breasts with such fervent breaths, you're sure that's gonna leave a bruise.

he pulls away for a second, panting against your lips as he tilts his face, eyes desperately drooling against your lips, "speak of this to anyone and i'll—"

"i won't." you say as if swearing upon your life. he chuckles, falling into your chest again. his eyes are sultry, half lidded as if so drunk.

he licks, sucks your breasts with greedy licks and kisses them more. your hands are falling to his belt, and he moans softly, voice rumbling beneath your bones and heart.

his head falls by your shoulder, eyes meeting where your hands unbuckle his belt.

"you seem so inexperienced," he chuckles, kissing your shoulder to whisper within your ear, "sure you can handle me?"

you fluster upon his words, taking in a breath to flush it out. "wanna help me find out." a smirk kisses your expression, and he loves it.

by now, you can feel his cock. its rigid. warm. heavy. your touch against his length sears his skin, and he lets out an agitated impatient gasp.

and you're surprised.

it falls by your stomach, and your pussy clenches.

his touch is sultry, even when he's slowly lifting you by your hips, eyes on yours with such intensity, you almost float by his gaze.

"take it," he breathes, and you nod. he rubs his tip over your lower lips, back and forth till he's generously sinking into your pussy inch by inch.

the stretch just by his tip is delicious, albeit painful. and he knows it would be painful, so despite his licentious urges, he lets you take him in slowly.

by when you're fully sheathed atop his cock and he's bottomed out fully into your tight, tight walls, you're breathing in unison, bodies almost one together. toji's eyes meet yours again.

something's so oddly sensual about you, that he can't help but fall into your ludicrous antics. something so dreamy about you, he just can't help but moan into your feeling.

"y'so fucking tight," his head falls back on the headrest of the sofa, eyes closed as his hands grip your hips.

"you're too fucking huge," you grunt in both pleasure and pain, trying to move against his cock, but his grip on your hips cease your movements.

"stay like this for a moment, please." he's whimpering.

you flinch, and so does your pussy. so deliciously that toji has to take a moment to catch his breath .

then he's lifting you up by your hips, and harshly slamming you onto his cock. it hurts so good that you almost urge to cum against him then and there itself.

"s'tight but still swallowing my cock," he grunts as you fall into a fit of moans. "aren't you a pretty girl."

and before you know it, he's laying you on your back, placing one leg over his shoulder, pushing and pulling out of your pussy. so harshly, it tickles your lower abdomen.

"fuuck baby," he moans, "takin' me so, so well. my cock's fucking stretching you out but you're just takin' it."

"yes, fuck, fuck, yes right there-" you gasp, feeling his tip graze a certain spot that has a vaguely familiar sensation stirring into your abdomen.

"makin' me feel sooo good," he moans, his hands falling by your face and tucking the wayward strands of your hair behind your ear, taking your chin between his fingers, "look at me, fuck, look at me, pretty."

"yes, fuuck, i'm so fucking close toji, fuck, fuck," his pace is animalistic as he goes raw on you, thrusting so deeply that his tip kisses your cervix.

“fuck baby, gonna cum. gonna pump you full." but before he can even say another word, you clench around him so impossibly, it's almost hard for him to thrust deeper.

you hit your orgasm as you pull him in and kiss his neck to soothe the flinches and stutters coming with the orgasm, the electricity running across your spine and rattling every bone within your body.

his arms circle around your waist as he groans, finally letting himself go. his cock stutters and swells into your walls, till he's filling your pussy with his cum. his thumb slowly strokes your cheek, slowing his pace as he groans and lets him fall through his own high.

then he pulls out, watching his tip pop out of your puffy slit. his cum trickles out of your pussy, dripping on the sofa as you sigh, settling within the breaths among your ribs.

"y/n? are you home, honey?" fuck. your dad.

#LAWD I NEED THIS MAN SO BAD #LIKE COME ON WHYYY R U NOT REALLL #ps i wrote this b4 ramadan 🙏 #jujutsu kaisen #toji #toji x you #jjk fic #toji fushiguro #toji x poc reader #toji x y/n #toji x self insert #toji smut #toji spicy #18+ blog #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk smut #smut #jjk toji #lemon #filthy sex #anime

[v-eee]

just the bulge

+ jungkook x reader

+ lemon 🍋

+ read at you own discretion

he never enters you.

you are still scared at the thought of his big cock enter your pussy.

he's patience waiting until you are ready.

but you guys still make love at your own pace.

After kissing on the couch for a few minutes, the atmosphere start getting hot. You and him too.

Jungkook takes you to sit on his laps.

He nibbles on your ear lobes and then kiss you passionately.

When he feels that his cock is getting harder, he will lift your skirt up to your waist so that he could see your wet panties.

He unbuckles his pants and pulls it down enough for you to see the throbbing bulge in his underwear.

He guide your hand and place it on his bulge.

"This is what you do to me…" Jungkook whispered against your lips.

You feel the heat on his skin risen as you start to stroke his clothed cock. He is getting bigger in your hand.

Jungkook pulls your panties to the side and let you sit on his hard cock.

"Ffuck- that's feel good," he closes his eyes and throws his head on the head rest as you grind him through the underwear.

You chuckle, happy seeing how he react to your every move.

He open his eyes and lean in to kiss you passionately again, exploring every part of your mouth with his tongue. His right hand stay on your hip to help you moving against him while his left hand already in your blouse, kneading your breast after he pull down your bra.

His underwear start to have wet trail every time your bare pussy rubs against his clothed cock.

"Mhnng…" you moan as you grind him harder and he kiss your neck, shoulders, and chest. Soon he takes off your blouse.

Even though his cock still in his underwear, your pussy could feel how it getting big every time you press your hips down on him. His bulge slip through your pussy lip as he thrust his hip upward to meet your movement. clit against the bulge.

"Jungkook…ahhh.." you moan his name when his bulge press against your clit.

You feel like you are going to cum any minutes as you getting wetter and wetter.

"Babe…here…" He takes your hand and place it inside his underwear. His cock throbbing hard as you stroke him in his underwear.

After a minute, you pull down his underwear so that his cock is free from the fabric.

You align his length against your wet pussy lips. "Ahhh fuck…" you moan as you rubbing your wet slit against the length of his cock.

His cock not entering you but the feeling of his cock rubbing against your pussy lip already make you crazy.

You feel his cockhead hitting your clit and you grind harder on him.

He groans as he feels his pre cum leaking out of the tip as you keep grinding harder against him.

He starts to thrust his hips up and down, fucking your pussy lips. You are getting close to cumming as you feel his cockhead rubbing against your clit harder and faster.

"Jungkook…oh fuck…" you moan as you feel your pussy starts to spasm.

He continues to thrust his cockhead on your clit as he also chasing his climax. His hands on your hips tightened as you cum all over him and he spurt against your clit.

You feel the wetness from both of you mixing together and dripping down on his ballsack.

"Hah…we just made a mess on your pants," you chuckle breathily.

Jungkook smiles, "It's okay…we just can take it off…" he pulls off his pants and his shirt while you also remove your blouse and skirt. He pulls your naked body on his lap again.

You sit on his cock again and chuckle as you feel it twitched.

#jungkook #jeon jungkook #jungkook smut #lemon #jjk smut #jk smut #fanfic #scenario

[drewyumi]

Drunken Desires..~

MINORS AND FEMALE READERS GO AWAY respectfuly☺️

All characters including you have consented and are aged up

~Uke Suguru and Satoru x Seme male reader!~

smut warning and seggs with reader while hes sleeping if you don't like just leave :3

Satoru and Suguru loved both each other and you dearly.

The three of you have created a nice life with each other and you are happy. But sometimes you feel a little left out

Satoru and Suguru came back from a night out (without you) smiling and slightly drunk.

As they stagger through the door they find you, fast asleep on the couch

They found you knocked out in the couch only with a pair of boxers and a loose T shirt on.

Suguru and Satoru giggled and whispered to each other as they looked at you.

"I guess our M/n has a hard time staying awake without us,"Suguru said softly, smiling as he gazed down at you.

Satoru grinned mischievously and reached out to brush a strand of hair off your forehead."Looks like he's really tired,"he said, his tone playful.

They both leaned in close to you, whispering quietly and giggling as they watched you sleep.

Satoru then Walked up to your sleeping form and sat on your lap as he slowly grinded his clothed ass against your dick as he let out giggles.

As you stirred in your sleep, Satoru's grin grew wider. He turned to Suguru with a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

"You know what would be fun, Suguru? If we woke M/n up with a little surprise."

Suguru looked at Satoru quizzically, unsure of what he meant. But as Satoru climbed onto your lap and began grinding his ass against your growing erection, it suddenly became clear.

Suguru blushed and looked away, not quite sure what to make of the situation. But Satoru just giggled and continued to grind against you, enjoying the feeling of your hardening cock beneath him.

"C'mon! Suguru I can't do this all by myself..~!" Satoru teased as he let out soft moans at the feeling of your slowly hardening cock rubbing against his clothed hole.

Suguru hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. But with encouragement from Satoru, he stepped closer and gently began running his hands over your chest.

"Are you sure about this, Satoru?"he asked uncertainly, but Satoru just grinned and pulled him closer, pressing his lips to Suguru's in a passionate kiss.

"Don't worry, Suguru. M/n won't mind..~"Satoru said with a smirk, as he continued grinding against your lap.

Suguru blushed deeply, but couldn't help feeling turned on by the sight of you and Satoru together.

Satoru then started to slide your boxers off as he revealed your giant girthy cock leaking a delicious amount of pre cum.

Suguru's eyes widened in surprise at the sight of your huge cock as Satoru pulled down your boxers. He couldn't help but feel a bit envious of Satoru's position, but he tried to stay calm and composed.

"Wow, M/n,"Satoru said with a low whistle. I know i say this every time but I can help but be so impressed with how big your cock is...~"

He leaned down and ran his tongue along the length of your cock, teasing the head and lapping up the pre-cum that had gathered there.

Suguru watched with wide eyes as Satoru continued to play with you, feeling both aroused and a bit jealous.

After sucking you off Satoru hovered over your shlong with his ass as he slid down moaning at the yummy stretch as his hole greedily sucked in your cock. (He took off his pants btw)

Suguru gasped softly at the sight of Satoru lowering himself onto your huge cock, feeling a mix of arousal and jealousy as he watched him ride you with abandon.

Satoru moaned and squirmed on your lap, his tight ass clenching around your thick cock as he bounced up and down, taking you deeper and deeper with each thrust.

"That's it, M/n,"he panted, his body glistening with sweat as he rode you hard."Give it to me... fuck me harder..."

Suguru could feel his own cock growing harder as he watched the two of you together, his heart pounding fast in his chest as he tried to contain his arousal.

Satoru then increased his speed even faster as he let out a long moan as he came his sticky cum getting on his chest as I let out a low grunt as you fill Him up to the brim with your cum.

Suguru gasped in awe at the sight of Satoru climaxing with such intensity, his body shaking and his muscles clenching as he came all over your chest

As you filled him up with your hot seed, Satoru let out a long, low moan, his body still trembling with pleasure as the two of you came together.

"Wow,"Suguru breathed, feeling a mix of arousal and amazement at how intense the two (well at least Satoru)

of you were together."That was... incredible."

Satoru just grinned, still panting heavily as he leaned against your chest."Better than any other threesome we've had before, don't you think?"

Satoru then slowly pull himself off your cock as he felt you cum slowly drip out of his ass as M/n was still hard and snoring softly "How about you have a turn Suguru..~" Satoru said as he pulled down Suguru's pants and guided him over your hardened slicked up dick as he pushed Suguru down onto your cock as his ass sucked my dick up deliciously.

Suguru gasped at the sudden turn of events, but he couldn't deny that he was incredibly turned on by the prospect of being with you too.

As Satoru guided him over your cock, Suguru felt a shiver of excitement run up his spine. He was a bit nervous, but he couldn't resist the urge to feel you fill him up too.

With Satoru's help, he lowered himself down onto your hard shaft, feeling it slide deep inside of him as he let out a low moan."Oh, god... you feel so good, Taro,"he said breathlessly, as Satoru leaned down to kiss him deeply.

Suguru then started bouncing up and down with the help of Satoru as he held onto his waist while he moved as Suguru started to increase his speeds letting out soft moans as he felt so full due to your ginourmous cock, as Satoru then started to jerk of Suguru as he rode your yummy cock.

Suguru moaned and bounced up and down on your thick cock, his body starting to tremble as he built towards climax.

With Satoru's help, he started to pick up the pace, riding you harder and faster as he let out a series of soft gasps and moans."Oh god, Taro... you feel so big inside me... I can't take it..."

Satoru grinned and reached around to jerk Suguru off as he rode you, his long fingers sliding up and down his cock as he moaned in pleasure."That's it, Suguru,"he said, his voice low and husky."Let it all out for M/n..."

*Suguru groaned and felt his body start to shudder with orgasm, his cock spasming in Satoru's hand as he came hard

I came a few moments after you filled Suguru nicely up with your thick cum as some seeped out of his ass he slowly got off your cock as you grunted softly and groggily opened your eyes as Satoru came and sat back on your dick as he nestled himself down your dick touching the deepest parts of Satoru as he lets out delicious moans at the feeling "A-ah- what..?" You mumbled out as you all of a sudden felt a jolt of pleasure "Mhm~" you groaned out tiredly as Satoru started bouncing up and down letting out soft moans and pants.

Suguru moaned softly as he watched Satoru ride you again, feeling a mix of arousal and jealousy as he saw how much enjoyment he was getting from your cock.

"Good morning, Taro,"he said softly, smiling at you even though he felt a bit left out."It looks like Satoru is having fun with you."

Satoru moaned and bounced up and down on your cock, his body trembling with pleasure as he picked up the pace."Mm, Suguru... come over here and help me pleasure M/n...~"

"Oh fuck" you mumbled as you gripped onto Satoru's waist making him slam down onto your dick "c'mere Suguru" you mumbled as Suguru wobbled closer still a bit tired from recently riding you, your cum still seeping out of his hole "sit on my face." You said as Suguru hesitated but then shyly sat on your face as you started to eat him out your tongue slipping into the ring of tight muscle as you ravish his hole like the starved man you are.😽

Satoru groaned and bounced harder on your cock, his eyes closed in ecstasy as he felt you grip his hips tighter.

Suguru blushed at your request but also felt a surge of arousal run through him as he shyly climbed onto your face, feeling your tongue slip inside him."Oh god,"he moaned, his hands gripping the couch cushions tightly."M/n, that feels so good..."

Satoru reached over to fondle Suguru's cock as he rode your face, feeling the younger man start to tremble with pleasure."You like that, don't you?"he whispered into Suguru's ear as he stroked him."Being eaten out by M/n like that..."

Satoru stopped bouncing as his hole tightened around your cock "Mhm- G-gonna C-cum!♥" Satoru moaned as his sticky cum shot up and covered his chest "Ah..~ m-me to..~" Suguru moaned out as his dick twitched as cum shot up his cute little dick and covered his chest you then soon cummed in Satoru again as you continued slamming him down on your cock over stimulating the poor man as he let out slutty moans as you continued to eat out Suguru both of them feeling intense pleasure.

Satoru gasped and cried out as he came hard, his cum shooting up onto his chest as he collapsed on top of you, panting heavily.

Suguru moaned and writhed under your skilled tongue, his cock twitching as he came hard as well, his cum splattering all over his chest and abs.

You continued to eat him out while Satoru was riding your dick, both of them feeling intense pleasure. The room was filled with the sounds of their moans and gasps, sweat beading on their skin as they writhed in ecstasy.

"AH~ T-TO muCh..~!" Satoru moaned as you forced him to bounce in my cock as you continued to ravish Suguru's hole your skilled tongue reaching his prostate After 15 minutes of continuing to over simulate and cause immense pleasure to their bodies they both cummed again letting out moans and pants as you cummed once more filling Satoru up for the 3rd time Satoru then got off your dick as Suguru got off your face as the both got on your sides in my arms as the snuggled with me "Hah... So good.." Satoru mumbled out as he softly rubbed his cum filled tummy as Suguru panted as he nuzzled his face in your neck

Suguru sighed contentedly as he nuzzled his face in your neck, feeling warm and happy between you and Satoru."That was so amazing, M/n,"he said softly, his voice filled with love and admiration for you.

Satoru giggled and stretched out lazily, his eyes half-closed as he snuggled up against you."We're lucky to have you, M/n,"he said playfully, reaching over to give you a gentle kiss on the lips."You always know how to make us feel so good..."

The room was filled with warmth and love as the three of you lay there together, happy and content in each other's arms.

hope you enjoyed you little rats☺️❤

FIRST POST YAYAYAYAYAAYAY not proof read💀

#gay #male reader #dom reader #dom male reader #jjk #sub character #sub gojo satoru #sub suguru geto #male reader smut #lemon #seme male reader #gojo satoru #geto suguru

[theghooligan]

where the fuck are choso’s doc marten moon stompers? the hell were those ugly brown things on his feet? goth babygirl choso deserves his aesthetic mappa.

#tf is he wearing?! #i want those copped black moon stompers from the tiktoks goddamit! #they aint them lemon peppa steppas #at least could have been the lemon peppa steppas if they weren’t going to do moon stompers #the audacity truly #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen spoilers #choso kamo #jjk choso #choso x reader #jjk smut

[cotzucen]

Can't Wait

Choso x reader

Cw: Blowjob, Handjob, Cum, Choso being so... ARGHHH im salivating

A/n: Lil Choso drabble fueled by the new jjk episode 😋

Choso's little noises filled the bathroom we were in, his voice desperately straining and holding back all the dirty sounds he wanted to release, his hands gingerly gripping at his thighs, on the hickeys I had left, adding even more bruising on the the peppered area.

I took his hand and he instinctively interlocked his with mine, but as my hand lured his to the back of my head, his cheeks flushed hot.

"Mmn–F-Fuck Ah–" His hands squeezed around my head gently, a few warm breaths leaving his worn down throat. "Slow–Hn down for me.. Baby..."

I placed my hands down to his bruised thighs, the gust of air making him jolt, my eyes on his making him groan, his hand raising to cover his gaping mouth.

I tilted my head, small smile teasing the corner of my mouth as my hand came back to relieve him. Already slick with my saliva and previous... Releases, it wasn't hard to coax two or three more moans out of him.

"Whaat?– Thought you said you couldn't wait..." The wet noises of my hand sliding on his erection made it harder for him to focus on my words– but, easier on my lips. "Said you wanted me so bad.."

He gave me a pleading look, though with my thumb rubbing his cum soaked tip, it was hard to send me anything but one, pretty eyes squeezing shut and prettier cock twitching in my hand.

One of his buns rested intact, the other half messily undone, some bits sticking to his slightly damp skin, ears and cheeks hot, warm to the touch– I assumed.

Seeing as he started to compose himself, I kissed his flushed tip, a whiny moan– followed by other involuntary jolts enetered and hit the back of my throat, causing me to pull back with a groan.

"That was.." My voice came out a bit sore, a small smirk playing on my lips as I tilted my head to look up at him, but my gaze fell to his length, his seed squirting out so inconspicuously it was almost like it wasn't there. Almost.

The jerks that followed, paired with the heavier flow coating my hand– proved that no, he very much did cum.

"Choso.. You're a bit qui–" His hand moved mine, taking it's place around his dick, left hand coming to cup my jaw– firmly teasing himself on my lips; spreading his milky seed on my lips as his voice trembled.

"You're.. pretty cocky, aren't you?" His lidded eyes travelled down to meet mine, cock twitching at the sight of him slowly sliding past my puckered lips.

#choso kamo #choso kamo smut #choso kamo x reader #i have folded #jjk #choso x reader #jujutsu kaisen choso #choso smut #choso x female reader #choso x you #smut #lemon #drabble #the brainrot is real #jjk choso #brainrot #cotzucen

[rovsemyri]

S. GOJO HCS! ₊˚ʚ 🧊 ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

random satoru headcannons/imagines ; [ pt 1 ] ಇ.

𐙚.. cw: !cheating au,size kink, degrading, praise, dom!gojo, sub!reader, fem!reader, overstimulation, oral sex (m! receiving, pain kink. toxic!gojo, slapping

𐙚.. synopsis: satoru’s the type to….

SATORU’S the type to make you answer the phone when your boyfriend calls while he’s balls deep pounding into you from the back. making sure to hit your sweet spot each time, amused by your struggle to hide your choked moans. “babe? you there?” your boyfriend's voice comes through the phone. little does he know your being railed by another man. “yeah!” you manage to choke out before having gojo push your head back down into the pillows, thrusting his hips harder each time your boyfriend waits for a response through the phone.

“alright…” your boyfriend slightly catches on a little, but he says nothing. “ so, i'll pick you up at 8:00.. for our date, yeah?” he asks , “yeah! uh- babe, i gotta go- nngh~” you end the call in a panic, not being able to suppress your moans any longer, you already know you’re going to have to make an excuse for your slip up on the phone, but right now, you can’t think straight at all, not when the strongest jujutsu sourcer is stretching out your cunt right now.

satoru groans, tightening his grip on your hips, his thrusts becoming sloppier as he reaches his release. soft groans falls from his lips as he continues fucking into you. you begin to feel yourself giving out…its becoming too much. satoru pulls your hips towards him, slamming himself deep inside of you, causing his name to slip from your lips. “ didn’t you say you could take it, pretty? don’t act like you don’t like it..” he chokes out between his own moans, coming closer to his release. “Your pretty cunt tightened around me while you spoke to him” he let out a chuckle, fastening his pace. “s-satoru“ , please..” you beg him.

not holding back anymore, he grabs you by your hair, pulling you closer to him. “next time, let your boyfriend hear how much better i can fuck you.” he growls into your ear.

SATORU’S the type to continuously fuck you senselessly until you’re no longer able to use words. he’ll promise to go easy on you, fulfilling his promise at first but once your cunt tightens around him, he can’t contain himself anymore and slams himself into you. he loves seeing you completely fucked out, tears running down face, and you slowly giving into letting him use you for his own pleasure. “my pretty slut isn’t finished yet, right baby?” he asks, pulling out just to slam back into you harshly a few seconds later to remind you that he's only getting started.

SATORU’S the type to make you look at him while he’s inside of you, everytime you look away or squirm he'll stop. “didn’t i say to look at me, slut?” he groans, grabbing you by the chin, forcing you to look at him. your eyes welled up with tears, bucking your hips towards him. “keep your eyes up here, pretty girl.”

SATORU’S the type to change positions without warning. ruining you from inside and out, leaving marks on your hips from his big hands keeping them in place. mid-way, he’ll forcefully pull you towards him, flipping you onto your back. he doesn’t even give you enough time to adjust yourself before he pushes his leaking cock back into you. pushing down on your lower stomach, a grin appears on his face. “ya feel that, princess? look how well you take me” he moans as he makes you watch how your lower stomach bulges each time he pushes himself deeper into your walls.

SATORU’S the type to make you hate him on purpose, just for him to remind you how much you love when he fucks you. on your knees looking up at him, your makeup running down your face. “awee you pretty thing..” he smiles looking down at you, slapping the tip of his length on your tongue, admiring every bit of this sight. He knew just how to make you hate him. fucking on you and then ghosting you for weeks, random arguements, especially knowing that your boyfriend didn’t treat you well either. as much as you hated him, you couldn’t help yourself, he just fucks you soooo much better than your boyfriend.

“I hate you.” you coo at him, but instead of the reaction you expected, he just smiled before unexpectedly pushing your head down on his length. “you hate me?” he laughs looking down at you choking on his cock. you try to answer by shaking your head ‘yes’ but he refuses to let you come up for air. pulling you by your hair. . “i don’t think you hate me. you might think you hate me but that filthy cunt of yours says otherwise. I can smell your arousal from here” he says, watching as your eyes water and he finally decides to let you breathe. he lets you breathe for a moment before deciding that was enough even though you haven’t fully caught your breath. he slides himself back into your mouth before watching you flail your arms around before resting your hands resting on his thighs, nails digging into his skin. he winces in pain before saying “breathe through your nose, bitch” as he slaps your face, making you flinch.

you could tell he’s almost at his release by the way his cock twitches each time you tighten your lips around him. you try breathing through your nose more, taking him in your mouth begins to feel easier until he’s pushing you down farther than you already were. you feel the tears spill out of your eyes from how far down your throat he was. wiping your tears he pulls you off him, taking his cock into his hands, swiping himself against your lips slightly to tease you. “open your mouth” he orders and you obey. jerking himself off as he rests the tip of his cock on ur mouth he lets out a soft groan, “what do you say?” he grins. before you're even able to respond, he groans, releasing on your face, watching as he covers your face in his semen. He smiles and says “didn’t i ask you a question?”

“t-thank you”

“good girl”

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[jazzmasternot]

Born to read smut forced to wait tables 😭😭

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[inkyteaart]

Welcome Home!

Tags: 

SatoSugu x Reader,Established Relationship,Implied BDSM dynamics,Threesome,Blowjob,Ball worship,Gagging,Facial,Degradation,Name calling (lots of degrading name calling),Slight objectification ,Praise,Tongues are mentioned,Cum is mentioned…a lot…like a lot at the end

"Darlings! I'm home!!!" The door clicked shut behind Gojo as he entered his shared flat. He could already hear his two beloved partners in the other room as he slipped his work shoes off. 

Rounding the corner into the living room, he grinned. There they were. Geto was settled comfortably on the couch, watching TV. As always he let his long legs fall and spread apart. Laying bare on the couch alongside him, with your feet on the arm rest and head in his lap, was you. Gojo could hear the pop as you came off of Geto’s dick to look over your shoulder at him. “Welcome home!” He loved how happy you sounded to see him, almost as much as he loved coming home to this. 

Geto’s hand grabbed at your hair roughly, rubbing your cheek against his hot sloppy cock. “Did I say you were done?” He scolded, slapping the tip against your lips. You moaned, opening your mouth wide and savoring how he shoved your head down. “That’s it. Such a good little whore.” He groaned, moving your head further down before turning his attention to Gojo. 

“Welcome back. Good day at work?” 

“Eh, it was alright. Nanami was riding my ass for most of it. Who can blame me for avoiding paperwork?” It was such a casual conversation as Geto used your throat like a toy. You could be heard slurping and occasionally gagging when he pushed a little too far. Being treated like this had your body aflame, pussy wet and desperate for attention. Yet you wouldn’t dare touch yourself. Instead you clenched your thighs for even the tiniest bit of relief. 

Gojo came over to the couch, leaning against the back to press his lips against Geto’s. The two were lost in each other for a moment, making out until they heard the sound of you whining. Looking down Geto realized he’d held your head down, nose practically pressed into his balls. Oops. He released you, smirking in his amusement as you gasped for air and coughed. Gojo laughed a bit, rubbing your shoulders to help ease the cough. 

“I see you’ve been enjoying your day off.” He commented to Geto, letting his hand slide down your bare back. You shivered at the touch, ducking your head back down to lick your own drool off the length of Geto’s cock. Long dexterous fingers moved over the curve of your ass before feeling between your legs. You could hear the whistle from Gojo as he felt how wet you were. 

You moaned as he rubbed between your legs. It felt so good to finally be touched where you wanted it most. You pushed your hips up, gathering your knees under you to make it easier for him to reach you over the couch. He made a mocking little noise at you, crooning as though you were some cute and pitiful animal. "Look how desperate our pretty bitch is!!! She’s soaked.." Two long fingers pushed into your needy cunt and you whined against the dick in your face. 

"Geto have you not used her pussy at all today? She's practically sucking my fingers in…" Your cunt clenched around his fingers at the words as he almost lazily pumped them into you. Just his fingers slowly fucking your pussy was making lewd wet sounds.

Geto sighed, pulling at your hair again to make you look at them. "Someone decided to play with their toys this morning when she thought I was asleep." He scolded you, making your cheeks flare red. Tears pricked at your eyes as you looked at the two. Gojos hand had stilled, fingers buried deep in your cunt as he 'tsk'ed at you. You were finally getting attention where you needed it, and it was about to be taken away!

“Greedy whores aren’t allowed to cum…” It was as though Saroru was finishing Geto’s line of thought. 

"'M sorry!" You apologized, looking truly pitiful as a tear rolled down your cheek. Your spit and cum glossed lower lip quivered at the idea of being denied longer. All day Suguru had touched you, riled you up, only to walk away. If he wasn’t doing that he was telling you how he would fuck you if you had just followed the rules. He’d told you it was a mercy he was going to let you choke on his dick, and it was. It was cruel, keeping you so horny all day, but refusing to touch you. "Wanted you so…so bad…" you pleaded with them before looking at Geto specifically. "But you work so hard…didn't wanna wake you, Suguru…." 

Both of them smiled down at you, Getos sour expression from scolding you melting. "Poor sweet thing…" Satoru purred, curling his fingers inside you, making you moan in surprise. "Needy bitch…" Geto said, words affectionate as he loosened that harsh grip on your hair. He leaned down, pressing his lips to yours. There was no care for the taste of himself on your lips as his tongue pressed into your mouth. You were eager to kiss back, enjoying the affection as he kissed you slow and thorough. 

Gojo watched the two of you, stroking the most sensitive parts inside of you. It was just starting to drive you crazy when he pulled his hand from between your legs. The sound of his footsteps was distinct as he came around the couch. Immediately after, the sound of pants unzipping caught your attention as Geto released your kiss. Looking over you saw Gojo pulling his cock out of his pants. It was already hard after seeing you with Geto. Seeing it filled you with heat, and you swore you felt your needy pussy drip. “How about you finish sucking Suguru off…and I take care of you, how about that?” As he asked he positioned himself behind you, encouraging you to raise your hips more. 

“Please!” You reached down, taking the base of Sugurus shaft in hand. "I'll be good…please." How could he say no to you now? He nodded and you were eager to kiss him again. Your hand stroked him as your tongues met. Your hand slid up, thumb rubbing away the precum that had gathered. His tongue pushed into your mouth, taking you over.

Behind you Gojo rubbed the length of his cock against you soaking wet folds. He was longer than Geto, always able to hit those sensitive spots inside of you. At the moment it slid smoothly against your folds. The head rubbed against your clit. It was so sensitive after being on edge all day the touch sent a jolt through your body. Electricity and heat both shooting up your spine from your center. 

In comparison the cock in your hand was still long, but it filled your hand with a wider girth. Everytime Geto fucked you he would stretch your holes perfectly. It was like they both carved their own different shapes into your body. Just imagining either of their dicks fucking you practically had you so close to the edge. 

"Want my cock baby girl???" Gojo asked, draping his tall body over your back. His hips kept moving in a steady sway. Keeping his dick pressed against you, and rubbing your juices all over it. You moan into Geto's mouth, only breaking the kiss to nod. 

Geto chuckled, nipping at your bottom lip. "Stupid whore…" He crooned, crooking a finger under your chin to make sure you looked him in the eye. "Use your words when we ask you something. Cant give you what you want if you don't tell us."

Desperate, you sank to begging. "Want your cock so bad! Please, Satoru. please fuck me. Need it!!" You begged pretty for him too, turning your head to kiss at his jaw. You could feel the hum he made against your back as his head pressed against your hole. 

One smooth stroke of his hips had Satoru's cock seated deep in your cunt. You couldn't help how you moaned. His hips pressed firm against your ass, and you didn't miss the little curse from Gojo. Your cunt was hot and wet around him, squeezing his dick like you never wanted him to leave. 

"Don't forget your job." Geto reminded you firmly. With a push from Satoru you leaned down, arching your back as you kissed the head of Getos cock.

 With a new eagerness, you took his dick in one hand, and cupped his sack in the other. Looking up through your lashes at Suguru, you licked a long stripe up his length. "Love this cock so much.." You breathed the words, stroking your hand up, then down. He grunted at the feeling, smirking smugly down at you. 

Gojo laughed softly into your ear before kissing your shoulder. "We all know you're a cock slut." He purred. You gasped softly at the drag as he pulled back slowly.  "You'd do anything to be stuffed with our dicks." His hips snapped forward harshly. From there he set a punishing pace. You could hardly think as his hips slapped against your ass with each stroke. 

Your jaw went slack, and feeling ignored Geto pushed your open mouth against his cock. "Come on baby. Back to me. Back to this dick you love so much." You moaned against his dick before taking it into your mouth. Each thrust of Gojos hips pushed you forward and into Getos cock. You let the momentum guide your head as you bobbed it up and down. 

Above you Satoru and Suguru leaned to each other, making out. Gojos hand wove through the long black tresses of Getos hair, pulling the rubber band out. If you focused you could hear them grunting and gasping into each other. 

There was no other way to describe the three of you than sloppy. Not in movement, as Gojo was hitting that spot deep inside you that sent fireworks behind your eyes with precision. However the wet slap of his hips against yours, and the distinct squelch of his dick pummeling into your cunt was filthy. It was combined with the sound of you sucking on Getos cock, and the two of them fucking each others mouths with their tongues. To top it all off was the heavy breathing and muffled sounds of pleasure from each of you. Your wet cunt was leaking onto the couch below, and only drooling more with the abuse being done to it. The cock currently pressing towards the back of your throat had done an excellent job of smearing spit and cum all over your face, chest, and hands. All in all, a delicious sloppy mess.

You pulled off Suguru for a breath, instead placing kitten links on the underside of the head. To make up for having to pull off your hand stroked the spit soaked mess that was his dick. "So…good…more!" You moaned, arching your back further. Gojo groaned and broke the kiss with Geto to instead grab your hips to pull you into him. 

"Tch, greedy." You heard Geto complain. 

Still stroking him, you moved your attention down. You placed a kiss on his sack, still cupped in one hand. They were so hot and heavy, and you wanted him to cum so bad. So you licked at them, sucked and worshiped them. You could feel his cock twitch and his balls pulse against your lips. 

A knot was forming deep inside of you, building and building. A litany of moans and gasps were falling from your lips. Not wanting to get too lost in that feeling you worked back up Sugurus shaft. 

" Please, Suguru!" He looked down at you and groaned, rolling his head back briefly at the sight. Your expression was fucked out. With your eyes being hazy and unfocused, your cheeks flushed red, lips bruised and slightly swollen. You were breathing heavy, mouth open for him. 

"Stay like that…" He ordered, pushing your hand off him to do the job himself. He gripped your hair to keep you exactly where he wanted you. 

Behind you Gojo groaned loud. "Fuck, gonna fill you up!" His thrusts grew sloppy, frantic. " gonna be dripping…..fuck…our cum inside and out." His arm wrapped around your hips, fingers moving to stroke your clit. It made you shake and tremble, legs struggling to keep your hips up. 

That knot in you tightened, and you knew you were so close. 

"Our little cumslut….Doing so good for us." Suguru groaned, his hand pumping his cock fast. Your tongue slipped out, cradling the tip of his cock. 

Geto was the first to cum, eyes shutting tight and a low groan coming from him. You could see his abs tense and release. Strings of cum shot across your face, out over your tongue. You held your position as he came, closing one eye as a cum draped over your brow and down your cheek. It dripped down your chin and jaw. "So good…" He breathed as he came down. 

It was so hot, and all you could think about now was the fire inside you. Without thinking you chanted pleas for Gojo to let you cum. His hips stuttered, and she knew he was close. "Did so good baby! Fuck…cum for me baby!" His fingers on your clit were insistent, pushing you toward that edge. Pushing you over the edge. 

Your cunt spasmed around him, practically milking him. Suguru's face was fuzzy as you lost focus from the intensity. You were only vaguely aware of his praise, calling you a good girl, and brushing your hair away from your face. The pleasure was blinding, and Satoru fucked you right through it, chasing his own climax. You whined as you became over sensitive, overly stimulated from how he kept fucking you. 

"'Toru…please! Too….too much…." 

"Just. Just a bit more." He ground the words past his teeth. 

"Come on Satoru, fuck her full. Cum for us" At Getos words you felt when Gojo came. His hips pushed flush against you, grinding deep as he pumped rope after rope of hot cum into you. His body fell over you again, mouth right by your ear as he groaned your name deep and slow. "Good boy…" Suguru praised him, kissing Gojo on the top of the head. 

The three of you stayed like that for a time. With your head resting in Getos lap, and Gojo resting over your back. He panted in your ear, groaning with sensitivity as waves of orgasm faded from the three of your bodies. 

"You two know exactly how to welcome me home…" Gojo grinned, kissing your shoulder then cheek. 

#jjk #jjk x reader #jjk gojo #jjk geto #geto suguru #gojo satoru #satosugu #lemon #jjk smut #smut #satosugu x reader #x reader smut #tw: degredation #geto x reader #gojo x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader

[aajjks]

Crush (JJK)

synopsis. He hated you, crushingly.

pairing: secret soft yandere simp!jungkook x barista!reader. ft. jaehyun loml

warnings: degrading words, softer yandere, simp behaviour 101, yandere, obsessive thoughts, HES such a diva imo, content warning yandere.

note. idk what the fuck I just wrote 😭 he’s such a simp I just nshshshhsbsb. I’m in love with jungkook it’s pathetic. thanks for reading! :dd ps my bday is in two days wohooo

Jungkook despised your guts.

You made his skin crawl, his blood pressure rise as soon as he sees your figure walking in the campus, he hates how his heart is racing like some teenager idiot.

He can’t bring himself to tear his eyes away from you.

You are so infuriating every single time he sees you, it makes his brain shut down, his heartbeat becomes abnormally fast and his body itches with longing.

Fucking bitch, he chews on his lower lip, barely paying attention to whatever Jaehyun is talking about, rocking his feet back n forth to calm himself.

He wants you so bad. Jungkook realised that a long time ago, he wants you.

He doesn’t want to, he hates you.

But, “bro, stop gawking at her.” He blinks twice at Jaehyun’s tone, finally looking away from your figure.

Jungkook turns his body to the side, now looking at his best friend who gives him a look of disappointment.

“Do you see her laughing with that dumb blonde bitch? What’s so damn funny!” Jungkook gritted his teeth, “what a whore.” He inhaled a breath.

God, he was desperate.

Jaehyun cocked a brow at Jungkook’s cruel remarks about you, “aw look at you and your words… the look in your eyes doesn’t really suit your words”

Jungkook knows.

Jaehyun sighs, “Jungkook, you are in love with Y/N.”

The tattooed man gasped. “What the fuck, hell no!”

Jungkook was not in love with you, he just obsessively hated you, “she’s a loser, fuckin loser.” He hissed, in his defence while his friend only clicked his tongue.

“I HATE HER.”

“Sure.”

Jungkook was not a stalker.

He was just…. Making sure of a few things,

He fixed his cap and tilted his body so you couldn’t see him, but he could see you,

All clearly.

“Umm Jungkook? Is that you?”

Fuck.

He quickly averted his gaze down to the floor, your footsteps approaching him, Jungkook wanted to run.

“Oh my gosh! Hi!” Your voice filled his ears, his body wasn’t reacting, how could be so dumb. “H-Hi loser.”

He gulped and finally made eye contact with you.

oh, you and your stupid pretty face.

Those eyes of yours annoyed him the most, so damn attractive it made his mind dizzy. “I didn’t know you liked the coffee here?” You laughed at his nickname for you.

He felt his cheeks get hot.

“So? What can I get you?” You looked at him with your eyes, he was getting nervous.

Damn your eyes.

“Ummm…. Whatever you like.”

Before Jungkook could stop his mouth, the words already came out.

“You mean, from my preferences?”

“S-Sure!”

He watched as you nodded with a cute expression on your face. He could feel his heart melt into a poodle.

ew.

“And…. WAIT Y/N…” he stood up before you could leave.

“Yeah?”

“Bring two. And have it with me. Keep me company…. Y-Your shift is almost over, isn’t it?”

“I-I need to tell you something…” he continued, wanting to look at you longer, his heartbeat rising.

I love you.

“Okay, give me a few minutes then.”

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[yanderemommabean]

Choso who insists on doing everything with you. Showering with you, having his muscular arms wrapped around you, head against your shoulder as he breathes you in. It’s one of the few times he gets eerily quiet, just basking in the warmth with you, feeling you against him and grounding him back to earth.

Cooking for you, getting antsy when he sees you grabbing for anything sharp, demanding you either let him do it or at the very least allow him to handle all heat and sharps. You explain that you aren’t a child and know what you’re doing but he doesn’t listen, doesn’t /care/. Besides when he makes it, you always say it tastes special! Not that you need to know what he adds everytime…

Slides in bed beside you, pulling you into his chest, wishing you didn’t put on pajamas at all so he can feel all of you, wanting to let his fingers map out your skin so he never forgets the feeling. You just try to lay on your side but that just gives the man access to your thighs, that he’s more than happy to show appreciation for, especially since you insist your underwear stays on if he’s staying a night.

(Said underwear is sniffed desperately when you’re alseep. He jerks his cock in long, languid strokes to savor it as he inhales your musk, mouth watering and begging to feel you on his tongue).

Choso being a clingy, perverted and protective yandere 💕💕

-Mommabean

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[a-cyclepath]

{{ ⚠️ Mdni, smut, Choso x Reader }}

Warnings: TBA

Choso being a naturally sleepy man that gets horny at ungodly hours randomly/from being sleepy 🥱😴

A bit of pathetic/needy/desperate/rough Choso written in here

🫡 Sorry if it's bad

"Y/n..please...I'm so hard right now..." Choso mumbled into your ear while you were laid on your side, back facing him as he had turned onto his side to face you.

"Mn...Choso I'm 'eeping.." You mumble back, feeling the half curse slip his hands beyond the hem of your underwear to get a better feel at your bare ass with his larger palms.

"Please? m'gonna explode..." Choso mumbles. "You won't have to do anything...Will fuck you on your side...please...realy need to be inside you please please..." Choso mumbled sleepily into your neck as he began rocking his hips forward, grinding the tented erection in his sweatpants against your backside.

You hesitate, you were tired, but seeing how whiney and beggy Choso got always got you aroused, clenching your thighs together whenever he got like this, and the thought of him whining while fucking his length in and out of you was all you needed to imagine before you nodded in agreement.

Choso, as he was watching your body for signs of consent like a hawk, immidiately gripped your shorts and pulled them down feverishly along with your underwear. His hands were rough as they were big and warm, and he already had one of his huge hands gripping and molding at your flesh as his other hand pulled his sweats and boxers down enough to let his member stand up, freed and needy, leaking with precum already as it was swollen and visibly throbbing, which caused Choso to hornily grimace at each twitch of his cock that didn't happen inside of you, whining in your ear as his hand moved from your ass to your thigh to lift your leg up slightly to afford access.

You flinched as you felt his cock hit your back when it was freed, and felt your breath hitch with excitement when he took control of your leg. He was big, both long and thick, and his balls heavy, which afforded him multiple orgasms whenever he woke you up at night to fuck you, which always had you both up for hours, not that it was a problem or anything.

God he was hot. He growled into your shoulder as he used his free hand to aim and push at your wet hole, his breathing becoming heavy against your skin as he was already a hungry animal without even being inside you yet.

He dragged a moan out of you as he pushed himself upwards into you, making it halfway before he had to pause while groaning out of relief at finally being inside you, his eyes closing as his hold on your leg increased. He whimpered, whined, mumbled, and he was drooling when he continued to push his length inside your squeezing walls that always welcomed him when he was in need.

"oh..my god.." Choso mumbled, moving closer against your back as he nuzzled his nose and face into you as he savored in the warm feeling of your walls before he slowly began pumping his hips.

He started out slow with grunting as you softly exhaled while closing your eyes, but soon he was picking up the pace to a needy one, groaning and whining into your ear directly as he panted inbetween his noises and mumbling, the sound of slapping skin soon filling the area as every hit he made into you sent shockwaves through your body as you moaned his name in a long, dragging sound.

Choso always fucked like he meaned to make sure to remind you he was good at it, always knowing just how to find your spot immidiately as he held you close in a tight embrace while moving his hips at a hard and drilling speed now as he bent and raised his leg slightly.

Both your eyes were filled with pleasured tears, although Choso, more than you, was more vocal and expressive, desperate to hit his release inside you as tears were in his eyes as his voice was chokey and stuttery, his words coming out in cut off chokes and ecstasy filled sobs as his movements began to get sloppy.

"Oh god...y/n....oh god.." Choso mumbled as his head lolled to the side lightly while his hips got even sloppier and harder in his thrusting.

As he thought he couldn't be driven anymore pathetically horny and needy, you came, clenching around him as you ruined the sheets, and this set him off.

Using the force of his body he rolled onto you, your face now pushed into the mattress as Choso was atop you now on his knees, pounding into you desperately while groaning and throwing his head back with one hand gripping the headboard slamming against the walls and his other hand holding your waist. His whimpers were replaced with growling.

He moved both hands to grip the headboard as he looked down at you, admiring your form twisted in tearful pleasure under him before he threw his head back as he saw stars when he slammed into his climax, drilling himself into you as his hot white warm spurted and spilled into you like a flood,his teeth gritting as he narrowed his eyes as his balls tightened, emptying whatever he could afford into you as his mouth fell open to let out a exhale of relief when he felt his vision and general senses return as he was snivelling pathetically.

He looked down at you, watching you panting while grunting occasionally as he looked down at the mess he made your hole, swallowing dryly before he spoke**

"s-..sorry..y/n....I ..umn..made a mess of you again.." Choso apologized sheepishly as he pulled out of you slowly before panting as he watched himself soften.

You caught your breath before looking back at him, smiling slightly, speaking words your poor legs would soon come to regret in the morning..

"It's alright ..I like it when you make a mess of me.."

Choso's eyes widened as his breath hitched at those words, and he was quickly hard again, swallowing again before he mumbled.

"y/n.....I think I need your help again.."

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