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yuckarmin · 9 days
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HOW HE SOUNDS | gojo satoru nsfw audio ˖ ࣪ . 𖧧 ࿐
˚ . ₊˚⊹ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!! gojo x fem!reader, nsfw headcanon, gojo being a tease, edging(???), whimpering, nsfw audio [ please use headphones cuties! ] — mdni
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GOJO is really vocal in my opinion. like he fucks, whines and moans like it’s the first and last time you’ll ever have sex. “f-fuuuck…” he just moans and moans.
he’s such a tease with it too as if he isn’t moaning and grunting his vocal cords away. “awh, you cryin’ ?” “feelin’ good? my cock’s got you so full huh, baby?” “right here?”
backshots, face in a pillow as he’s grabbing ur hips. you’re gripping the sheets for dear life while this man literally fucks you into the next dimension.
he definitely switches up position right like 3 times before he finally—finally lets you come. “you close? mm?”
source.
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sunkeji · 7 months
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a/n: Adding on to highschool delulu Gojo based off a tiktok I saw. Check my masterlist post for any updates to the series
Check my masterlist for further updates on the series: immature
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After a tiring day of exorcising curses, you, Gojo, Geto, and Shoko are on the train back to Jujutsu Tech. All of you are exhausted and are sitting in comfortable silence side by side.
Gojo's on your right, seated at the very end of the seats with you beside him; Shoko is on your left, followed by Geto. Gojo and Shoko are on their phones while you and Geto are asleep. When the train comes to a halt, your head sways a bit before laying on Shoko's shoulder, and soon after, a flood of passengers board the train. Mostly students and adults who are just done with club activities or work.
Gojo sees your head laying comfortably on Shoko's shoulder and immediately gets jealous, so he quickly shifts you from her shoulder to his. You wake up a bit, but Gojo quickly pats you with his arm that's slung around you in a comforting manner and tells you in a sweet voice to go back to sleep.
Shoko looks up from her phone and rolls her eyes, telling him how childish he is. Gojo squints his eyes and sticks his tongue out at her before hugging you closer to him and continuing to scroll on his phone.
A group of high schoolers sees this and giggle to themselves at Gojo's behavior. Shoko chuckles to herself and wonders if only they really knew how much more he's truly obsessed with you.
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just-jordie-things · 8 months
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Hi
If you take that type of requests, what jjk men turns them on to their s/o if you feel comfortable ofc
Also have a nice day <3
a/n: hehe the brainrot is ROTTING today folks <3 enjoy some semi-casual turn-ons ___
gojo satoru
obvi this man gets horny over nothing so he'll get turned on by anything you do, really.
but he especially likes when you come onto him first. just bc it's usually him trying to ~seduce~ you. so he finds it very cute when you make your attempts at initiating sexy time- whether you're good at it or not lmfao
he also likes when you tease him. call him the strongest or the honored one in that cute little mocking voice you do and he's folding he's on his knees and under your skirt.
fushiguro megumi
gets turned on by simple domestic acts.
you need your dress zipped up? you need him to open a jar for you? you need him to get something off the top shelf for you?
something about how casually you need him just gets him going.
and eventually you know it too, so after some time you find yourself asking him to help you with tasks you're fully capable of completing on your own, just to see how riled up you can get him over something as simple as cooking dinner together.
(you never did get to eat that meal lmfao)
you ended up at a mcdonalds drive through with very obviously ruined clothes and messed up hair. the cashier snickered at your matching lovebites while he'd been paying.
okkotsu yuuta
gets turned on anytime you say his name.
no matter the context. no matter the volume or tone. he's swooning if you say his name.
hollering from the next room over? lovesick.
first thing in the morning when you wake up and your voice is raspy as you ask how he slept? morning sex guaranteed.
even during an argument, if you make the mistake of calling him by his name, expect to make up very quickly. kinda hard to stay mad when he's in your guts <3
i imagine it eventually gets so bad that even when you're texting, if you call him yuuta or yuu, he's making the chat horny.
inumaki toge
touch his hair and he's mush in your hands.
as soon as your fingers card through the silk blonde locks, his eyes are falling shut and he's leaning into the touch so hard, like a little cat dying for more affection.
you swear you hear a little purr from him sometimes if you scratch at his scalp just right
it will go from comforting and sweet to the horniest makeout session in a matter of seconds tho. it doesn't take long for little purrs to turn into strangled growls and whimpers as he longs for you to tug a little harder.
if you even try to take your hands out of his hair he stops you.
100% will grab your wrist and shove your hand to the back of his head.
prolly cuz he likes having a partner that's a bit possessive <3
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mooluvs · 7 months
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Choso deciding you’re his younger sibling:
Requests: open | jjk masterlist
warnings: spoilers, reader is Yuji’s twin but is gender neutral, No cw or tw
genre: platonic fluff | fic type: hcs
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A/N: Spoilers for Anime only fans !!!!! For manga readers, this is after Shibuya but is an AU that ignores the existence of the culling games cus i don’t like em.
You’re Yuji’s twin, he’s older by an hour.
You’re not really involved in the Jujutsu world but after Shibuya, Yuji decides to tell you everything.
Obviously, you’re shocked.
But you’re there to support him.
He also decided to introduce you to Choso.
At first, Choso was weary of this because, although he viewed Yuji as his brother, he didn’t know what to think of you.
But he wanted to make his brother happy, so he agreed to meet you.
He literally takes one look at you and is like, “mine”
He’s calling you his little sibling before he even introduces himself.
Much to his surprise, you accept him immediately.
He’s happy, but he didn’t expect this.
Anyway, he wants to spend time getting to know you.
At first, he’s a bit awkward and doesn’t really know how to human.
But once he gets used to everything, he’s a big softie, and a very good brother
He thinks you’re very sweet
He learns a lot about human emotions from spending time with you.
You also teach him about modern technology and culture.
Yuji helps too.
He enjoys it very much.
He’s very sweet with you.
But if anyone hurts you or your feelings, he becomes one scary bitch
He enjoys being an older brother, he’s so used to it and it comes natural to him.
He’s also, so proud of you for just existing
He’ll tell anyone who’ll listen that you’re his sibling, and he loves you
He’s surprisingly good at comforting you when you’re upset.
He gives really good hugs, and is happy to hold you when you need it.
He likes just being in your company
Once he gets to know you really well, and you’re both totally comfortable with each other,
He tells you about all his siblings.
He talks about them, and how much they mean to him
And you ask about them, listen intently, and even refer to them as “our siblings”
He cries
He’s so happy you talk about them with care and respect, and that you see them as humans, not curses.
He’s grown fond of the idea of You, him and Yuji living together, as a real family.
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magewritesstories · 1 month
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[ ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛꜱᴜ ᴋᴀɪꜱᴇɴ ] ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄ
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summary; jujutsu kaisen characters and music tw; none note; just a lil drabble as i work on some longer fics words; 479 jujutsu kaisen masterlist // main masterlist
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Thinking about Satoru Gojo who drags you away from the kitchen counter whilst you're making dinner just to put on one of the cheesiest romance songs known to mankind and put one hand on your waist and intertwines the other with his, waltzing through your living room (Megumi complains you've permanently ruined The Night We Met for him.)
Thinking about Yuji Itadori who suggests watching one of your favourite musicals for your weekly movie night, even though technically you picked the movie last time too, and basically squishes you two together in a blanket burrito that never lasts long because of course he has to dance and shout sing The Room Where It Happens at the top of his lungs.
Thinking about Nobara Kugisaki who lends you one of her earbuds and plays a chill playlist whilst letting you rest your head on her shoulder as the two of you sit on the train back home after a long and hard day of shopping, not even making a remark as you basically turn into deadweight leaning against her when you fall asleep halfway the trip.
Thinking about Megumi Fushiguro who makes and sends you playlists whenever you're reading one of his book recommendations and is totally nonchalant about it but you notice the slight red on the tips of his ears when he asks if you liked the playlist and book next time you see him.
Thinking about Maki Zenin who just stares at you with a confused expression as you tell her you've made her a work-out playlist and claims that she doesn't listen to music when working out (or at all) much but somehow the songs make it to a pretty high ranking on her Spotify wrapped anyway.
Thinking about Yuuta Okkotsu who just sits in front of you at your favourite coffee shop, smiling and nodding along as he lets you rant on about music, from the different genres to the meaning behind the lyrics of your favourite songs—he just sits there happily and listens.
Thinking about Toge Inumaki who lets you use his—very expensive—headset to increase the first-time listening experience of your artist's latest album, and sits there patiently as he watches you go through so many emotions and make faces he didn't even know you were capable of making.
Thinking about Kento Nanami who doesn't really listen to music that much but installed Spotify on his phone anyway for the sole reason of making a playlist that consists of your favourite songs so that he can play them during long drives.
Thinking about Suguru Geto who has a small radio-shaped speaker with its own permanent spot on the breakfast counter that you got from Mimiko and Nanako as a present, there's almost always soft lo-fi tunes coming from it but especially when you're lazing on the sofa together running your fingers through his hair.
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readerinsertfan · 4 months
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nanami has no issue taking you out to fancy places, fancy dinners, romancing you like the gentleman he is. however his favorite type of date is one spent in his apartment, cooking together or on his own if it's a more romantic sort of date than a casual one. one of his love languages is cooking for you and he loves nothing more than the two of you trying out new recipes together. he has quite a collection of cookbooks already but it's been steadily growing since the two of you started seeing each other.
being a foodie, he's always eager to try something new and he loves sharing his passion with someone who's just as passionate about food as he is. he delights in the way you eat, the way you savor every bite and well, let's just say that sometimes it's a bit hard for him to control himself when he sees you licking cream from a dessert he's prepared off your fingers. there's been many a night when the dessert has been forgotten because he's unable to hold back his desire for you. despite that, he's not really into food play, but if you're into it then he's more than happy to oblige. he'll do anything for you.
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shall-we-die · 9 months
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{Knock knock...
it's Period time~}
In the middle of the night, they wake up by the smell of blood and realize that your period has started.
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• Trust me, even the strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer would have panic over the sudden sight of blood.
• When he opens his eyes and looks around, seeing the blood, he can't think deeply enough to realize that it might be because of your period... (sleepy people's IQ are surely low)
• (He secretly has a phobia of seeing his loved ones bleed)
• He quickly sits on the bed and tries to wake you up.
• When you finally wake up, you realize the mess you've made and run to the bathroom.
• He'll sit behind the door, brings you anything you need if you call his name.
• (As you know how he sits... the legs are wide open. he's a jerk in public transportations)
• Of course, it's not like he's acting too dramatic, because his face is completely normal, he's still sleepy, but he puts his hand on his heart and takes a deep breath to relieve his stress.
• Maybe if you told him that you are on your period on a normal day, he would try to help you with a smiley face. But you don't know what happens in his dreams (nightmares)
• So... seeing the blood stains on the white sheets, it makes his face more serious and colder than ever.
• When he's sure you don't need help, he gets up and walks over to the bed to change the bloody sheets.
• He will help you without talking too much until you get back to bed.
• He very seriously and quietly gives you painkillers and brings you some extra pillows or food you like.
• You, who are surely writhing in pain, think that because he's still sleepy, he doesn't feel like talking.
• As you lay together on the bed, he hugs you tightly from behind and rubs his head against your neck while caressing your stomach.
• Surely this period of yours will be a bad memory for him.
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• This boy knows that women experience something called period.
• But surely we all know that he has never seen this with his own eyes, and he certainly wasn't curious enough to want to know what was going on...
• I must say that if your first period starts like this after starting a relationship with him, it will be the most unforgettable memory of his life. (In a bad way for sure...)
• The smell of blood? Well, it's a good reason for a guy who's sleeping next to you (for the first time in his life) to quickly open his eyes and sit up.
• Because he couldn't sleep at all, he's not so sleepy and confused that he doesn't understand what's going on. So he slowly wakes you up.
• Are you stressed? Do you feel bad because you've made a mess on his sheets? There's no problem at all.
• He tries to express his affection and tells you that it doesn't matter as he gently wraps his arms around your waist.
• Do you need pads? Well, before you ask him to go and buy some pads for you, it's better to tell him to search the name of sanitary pads on the internet for once...
• Are your feet numb and in severe pain? Are your hands shaking and restless? Well, he starts massaging your legs, hands and back.
• He asks you whether it's better to go to the hospital. And you, who see his pure confused face, have to explain to him why a "monthly painful seven-day" it's not that important to makes you go to the hospital...
• He still doesn't want to know too much about it, but he has to. Because he can't tell you that your nags about it will only make him more stressed.
• He will certainly help you more in doing daily life works, he'll not allow you to walk a lot or carry heavy things.
• And (maybe) he has to hug you to sleep.
• The scariest possible scenario for him during your periods? Certainly when you suddenly burst  in to tears...
• He might have to call Nobara and ask her how to calm you down.
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Thinking about how Gojo is a lightweight right now. I can imagine him having a bottle of wine because Yuji dared him to, and an hour later has tied his blindfold around your eyes while he mercilessly pounds into you...
You can beg him to stop- well, not really. You can't do anything but moan and scream his name. He's eating that up. This is your third time cumming, and he's not stopping. The more you desperately try to hide your moans from him, the harder he goes. Yes, the neighbors can hear.
"Come on, princess. Let me hear you." He drunkenly slurs, holding your waist as he pushes himself deeper inside of your pretty cunt a few more times.
He promised afterwards that would be the last time he fucked you while drunk.
Two weeks later, he did it again. But in the shower.
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roscgcld · 2 years
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HEADCANONS + OTHERS || preppy vlogger s/o
request: hi !!! ❤️❤️ u OK ?? u well ?? the acc's going pretty well , i see ~ 👀👀 if it'll be OK with u & if u had the time to do so , will it be OK if i req in a little HC of JJK's ryoumen & nanami with a preppy S/O that's a popular vlogger ??
notes: i love this idea a lot! cause the idea of big and scary men with a soft and sweet lover bouncing by their side just makes me want to kick my feet up and giggle like a school girl cx i hope you like this, babes!
pronouns: them/they
jujutsu kaisen masterlist | nanami kento masterlist | ryomen sukuna masterlist
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NANAMI KENTO
i like to think that he actually finds it adorable - having such a sweet and ditzy lover who lives on all the attention that you can get from him. and he has a lot to give
you were a sweet little thing, someone he had met by accident at a cafe you were filming a promo vlog for some new products they had developed
because he was a regular at the cafe, he was talking to the owner when you came bounding over with your videographer and his assistant in toe 
since he was there the owner introduced the both of you, to which he just gave you an amused smile from how you were staring at him with little stars dancing in your eyes
to him, you were the most adorable little thing he’s ever seen; and to you, it’s like you were staring right at prince charming 
and ever since that day you two just got closer and closer, to the point where nanami had asked if you want to his and the rest of history
being a naturally private person, nanami had sat you down to explain that although he supports your business and your hustle, he probably still wants to stay in the background more
so he became known in your fandom as ‘the hot boyfriend with god-like arms’ - since you tend to cling onto his arm whenever you two walk down the streets in your vlogs, or he would reach for you in your videos; showing off his muscles and veins for your thirsty fans to see
has no idea that his cameos would go viral on twitter, and doesn’t understand why you get so huffy and pouty as you go through your feed
instead he’d just let you rant your little heart out as he cuddles you on your couch, humming wordlessly and flipping through the pages of his book with one hand as the other was gently patting your head 
always showers you with attention whenever you get sad and jealous though, reminding you that you are the one for him and that he loves you a lot 
enjoys going shopping with you - doesn’t care that he was getting stares from other customers; since he a huge man standing in an aisle filled with cutely themed outfits
but when he sees you coming from the dressing from, twirling and giggling in excitement to show the outfit off - he can’t help but feel his heart flutter and a loving smile from tugging against the corner of his lips 
he can’t help but fall in love with you all over again, taking your hand in his to help you twirl another time as you laughed in delight; his heart just skipping a few beats at the sound
“well aren’t you the cutest person around?”
takes your pictures for you, and got pretty good at it as well. even helps you come up with cute ideas for your videos
finds nice copyright free music and sends it to you, and helps you research things like new editing styles or new themes you can try for your videos
probably did those ‘500k Boyfriend Reveal Q&A’ with you - because eventually he felt like he doesn’t want to make it seem like he’s embarrassed to be seen with you
plus, you two had been spotted so many times that he just decided that it was easier to show who he was and not have you edit or cover his face up every time you want to post something
even after revealing who he was, he still takes quite a back seat in your vlogs, but he’s supportive in his own way and is more than ready to spend all of his money on things like vacations and cute restaurants for the both of you to try
he loves you, and he loves how much love and attention you want from him; which he is more than ready to give
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RYOMEN SUKUNA
if he was in a human au, I am giving him the lowkey basic headcanon that he is a tattoo and piercing artist who runs a store in the city 
you were following one of your friends to get a tattoo done, a design that you had a hand in creating that she wanted to get tatted on her. so she begged you to come along
you had, which was where you were introduced to the heavily tattooed man with sharp yet bright eyes; seeming to have you entranced even as he was working on your friend 
she had, by the way, noticed you two eyeing each other up; and had briefly ‘claimed’ to have left her wallet in her car - so she left you and her bag in the store so she can retrieve it
sukuna, taking the hint, immediately turned on all his charms so he can get to know you better and trying to get your social media or your number
and because you were definitely attracted to this insanely handsome tattoo artist, you had given in; sharing your private instagram so you can text him 
from there he charmed you two to go on a few dates, and after awhile you two became official
finds you quite adorable - you are the soft pastel side to his dark and edgy personality. the true opposite of him that completes him
when he first discovered your platform, he was a little hesitant - it wasn’t because he was private or embarrassed to be with you, it was more so he was worried of what people will people say about you two 
he would never break up with you because of a few messages or ‘threats’ online, but what he was more worried about was you giving into these comments and realising sooner rather than later that he was not in the same league as you
but even if your fans wanted to say anything, they literally have no ground to stand on - because the way he looks at you whenever you vlog with him, to him liking and reposting your posts on his stories, or even him doing stupid tiktok videos or instagram challenges with you; he was literally the perfect boyfriend 
lets you paint his nails whatever colour you want, and in exchange he helps do your makeup; since he’s a tattoo artist, he can do those intricate makeup looks with eyeliner without breaking a sweat
enjoys that you share about him a lot on social media; whether it is thirst traps of him working out or when he’s working on customers, posts about his newest achievements, or even documenting when you got a new piercing or deciding to get a tattoo by your boyfriend - he loves the attention you give him
never stops you whenever you wear short and revealing clothes - whenever he is around you, he will always make sure to protect you. plus, his excuse is that ‘he can fight’
really he enjoys showing off how hot you look, and he himself enjoys just how amazing you look in the clothes you choose. has an entire album on his phone dedicated to you so he can stare at it whenever he misses you
massive simp and quite proud of that fact as well, always spoils you with everything you want - he can never say no to those puppy eyes
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screampied · 14 days
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໒꒱ ₊˚ ‘ F★CK ME LIKE U WANT ME ! ’﹒
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𐚁̸ sum. how the jjk men fuck—feat. gojo, geto, choso, nanami, toji.
𐚁̸ warnings. fem! reader, size kink, hair pulling, hitting it raw, face sitting, manhandling, impact play, degradation, squírting, faking it, spit, overstim, breeding, choking, mdni.
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☆ NANAMI KENTO fucks like he’ll never see you again.
he loathes his dreadfully long work hours more than anything, spending time away from you was like a death sentence to him—all he knew at the end of the day was that he missed you, he missed his wife. the moment he’s buried deep inside you, interlocking his fingers with yours—it feels like pure bliss. “hey,” he’d breathe, and for a moment you feel his weight press against you. he’s hovering, you’re in the classic missionary position. he feels warm, tenderly hot inside. you then instinctively wrap your legs around his waist with your arms slinging around his shoulders. “my love,” he kisses near your neck, starting up a frantic yet sensual pace again. “oh, how i missed you,” and he kisses near your chin. “mwah,” he concludes before you feel his knees spread a bit more wider for a more better base. “keep those eyes up here—i missed my girl,” and he says it again and again until it sounds like a mantra.
“i missed you more.” you’d coo out in a soft voice, the back of your heel gingerly running down his back. your knees open, nanami’s kneeling between your legs and you moan at his sloppy yet erotically risqué thrusts. his sweet rotating rhythm was the icing on the cake.
“oh, honey that’s just impossible,” he’d purr in a honeyed voice, a big hand pressing against your tummy. “tell me one thing though,” he hums, and the more you listen to his voice—the more melodic it sounds to you. “when i press . . here, do you feel me or do you feel our future baby?”
a candied moan runs out your mouth before you cling onto his hips that continue to delve in and out of you. he’s piercing straight into you at full speed, you merely get whiplash from it all.
he was so thick, so hefty…
the stretch made your mind speed run, he knew just the right spots to drive into. your gummy walls clamp down on him tightly, and he bites his lip at the way your loving cunt keeps him continuously hostage. every time, he’s forevermore entangled with nothing but your warmth. bodies on bodies, he liked being on top of you—the shared warmth of his skin brushing against yours, it sends you and him both various amounts of secretive inevitable shivers.
“future baby?” you inhale with a sheepish grin, his body, the way it strenuously rocks against you in such sync makes you fall more and more and love with him. “you want another baby, kento?”
“i want a whole family with you,” he murmurs in a quavering breath, leaning up close to you to nip a few sugared kisses near the corner of your neck. glacé, a perfect word to describe your taste—in nanami’s eyes, you were the sweetest treat anyone could get their hands upon. to him, you never failed to taste so appetizing, he loves more than anything to softly run his tongue near the very inner parts of your neck. he gives it a few concise sucks, meanwhile he’s still got you right where he wants you. his cock’s idly jackhammering in and out of you and you’re holding him close with the most harmonic sounds leaving the back of your throat. “you’re such a good mommy. whenever this tummy’s all round ‘n plump, it’s so pretty,” and he brings another kiss near your lips. “you’re pretty, my love.”
the very back of your heel continues to skim down his back. nanami’s muscles tense a bit from your touch and he steadies his pace for a bit.
“let’s m-make another baby then,” you stammer, his cologne scent making you a bit dizzy. he always smelled so good, his fragrant was so loud, forever reaching your nostrils the more he’s getting himself closer and closer. nanami loves the feeling of your touch, the way your hands grab onto him—pulling him closer so he can be more thorough with his deep deep strokes. he adores it.
more importantly, he adores you.
he’s panting heavily, a few strands of sweat beads race down the corners of his forehead before he kisses you once more. after a lengthy amorous kiss, he departs with a cute flushed expression and you moan. “you’re always such a good daddy too, kento.”
“. . . oh, i try to be the best for my gorgeous wife, after all.”
nanami’s words dripped with tenderness and warmth. as the bed creaks, creating a mere harmony within itself—he feels himself coming close, he knows it. blond strands of his begin to stick and glue to his forehead from the sweat that already coats his skin. “m-my love,” he suddenly says, and his grip on your hand tightens, still intertwining his fingers with yours. “i’m gonna give you so much—sooo much,” and he kisses the top of your forehead. “you’re gonna look even more stunning once you’re done being f-filled.”
“k—kento.” you’d whine, feeling his heavy base thwack against you consistently. you could tell by the sheer hits against your cunt, he was full of incoming ropes of seed.
his breathing becomes heavy and as his kegals flex and flex. a few long extended amounts of seconds pass before he finally finishes. his tip radiates with a feeling of hotness, and once he starts to flood the inside of your pussy with strings of his load—he lets off a cute strained moan himself. “f-fuck,” he’d huff out in a short breath, and even his swears were cute. nanami’s hooded eyes stare at you, and he leans against your chest, still plugging you up. feeling his cum trickle into you furthermore, nanami then slithers a hand down your tummy. “oh, m—my gorgeous girl. now we wait.”
☆ GOJO fucks like it’s the end of the world.
“yeah so angel, we’re gonna like die in five days.”
“what?”
“i read this article earlier—the world’s ending ‘n i also just so happened to stumble across this position i wanted to try on ya.”
“……”
with gojo, it’s always abruptly unforeseen moments such as these. he’s so unserious, if unserious was a person—it’d be satoru gojo.
yet, that’s all it took because it doesn’t take long before you’re literally being stretched out to the very fullest. with your legs thrown up in the air, just dangling and dangling over your shoulders like an earring, you’re whimpering your head off.
“o-oh my god, s—satoruuuu,” you’d babble out, and he’s got you in a full nelson. in the flesh, this position was practically known for having someone feel everything. each nerve, each pulse, you felt it all.
with a clouded mind and a stuffed cunt, you felt like you’re residing in cloud nine. your mouth was just stupidly hung open—you were sure a few strands of your spit were about to run past you’re lips and you whine. “you’re so d-deep, ‘s good, more.”
he’s laid back all lazy like, manspread with you all on top of him. gojo feels his thighs ache a bit from the rough repetitive slams your cunt makes against him before he groans huskily. “s-shittt,” and his arms lock around your neck. the sounds your cunt makes in retaliation were so lewd. soaked and oh so sopping wet.
you were dripping profusely, drenching his lap with nothing but your pool of sweet arousal. “clampin’ all on me, such a nasty g—girl.”
each time your pussy flings down against his lap over and over, it sends multiple shockwaves all throughout your body—so many shockwaves. you’re hot and bothered, he brings a hand down to grab near your right tit, giving it a soft firm squeeze.
“so cute. how deep do you feel me, angel? grab my hand ‘n show me. i wanna know where my girl feels the most stuffed.”
hesitatingly, you grab onto his wrist leading it towards the very lower part of your tummy—he hums a sweet tune, nearly having you in a headlock before you mewl out.
“feel you here, ‘toru,” and you feel your knees sink. he’s so deep, the stretch has your mouth salivating before you gasp. the pointed tip of his cock prods near your clit, causing you to shudder within his hold. “s—satoru, fuck, f-fuckkk.” you’d whine out, and your voice pitches just a bit more. your entire body feels warm, it’s rising temperature the more he’s got your cunt buried to the hilt with his thick cock. a few specks of white hair that coats near his base tickles and titillates against your ass each time you mercilessly plop back down. the air’s growing heavy and stuffy. you can barely even process that a familiar feeling was concurrently arising.
“upsie fuckin’ daisey,” he groans, lifting you up just a bit more. he was so strong, well considering he technically is considered to be the strongest. the strongest in bed for sure—gojo’s got his legs parted, and he’s just dumping such mean inches in and out of your cunt. you swallow him up within your walls every time. his stallion-like stamina was purely out of this world, not showing an ounce of fatigue. “so w-hot ‘n cozy inside f’me, gonna make me cum quick, angel.”
his voice was starting to get a bit trembly and whiny.
breathing patterns irregular and picking up—he was close. although, your release ends up coming straight away, so abruptly quick to where you don’t even get a moment to breathe. it literally takes your breath away—it’s so quick you have to blink thrice.
your body, its first initial response was to vigorously shake upon impact. you gush out, and you hear yourself squelch—surprised that that even came out of you before you slump way back against gojo’s bare chest. he pauses, holding your hips in place before with a sigh, he snickers a cocky, “hm, did you just . . squirt on me, baby?”
alas, there’s no reply—cute.
so much volume came out, it felt incredible. the pressure makes you whimper out louder while still being laid back against him with his twitching cock hidden inside your pussy. he stood still, and yet you still felt the pure stretch mend your walls in place. gojo’s hand slowly reaches down between your legs before feeling near your now sopping wet cunt.
“well shit, you messy girl. you really did squirt on me huh,” and he sounds more playful than usual. gojo finally puts your legs down and then he lifts you up once more, making you rest against him. pressing a wet kiss near the corner of your neck, he whispers, a lengthy finger gradually inserting between your folds. with a hushed whisper, he murmurs, “now that i know you’re a little super soaker, do that for me again, yeah? let’s play with that little squirt velocity of yours for just a bit.”
☆ TOJI fucks like he hates you.
when toji fucks, he fucks.
toji’s mean—an asshole, practically the human embodiment of the seven-lettered word. sure, he loves you. but at this particular moment, it’s like he hates your guts. ironic, considering he was actually deep in them, stirring them up in such a rough spiteful way.
“arch the fuck over more. even i can do better than that, girl,” he indignantly grouses, a hand grips a good handful of your hair whilst he’s just rudely pounding into you. he could arch better than you? truth be told, as you’re moaning your head off while being pounded full of his thick inches from behind, you giggle. toji spanks you, his palm kissing against your ass and you bite your lip from the after-effect of the sting. “giggle giggle ass girl. the fuck is so funny,” and he deepens his thrusts—a gasp lets out from the back of your throat once he smushes his weight against you.
prone bone, one of his favorites.
if toji really wanted to, he’d lean up so close and do his most treasured move—simply putting a foot near the back of your neck. it was so lewd, you’d moan whenever you feel the very back of his sock run against your neck. such a lazy way, a foot pressed against the back of your head while he’s just gifting you with mean thrusts while you’re on all fours. “uh huh. yeah, ‘s what the fuck i thought.”
“you’re the one saying you can a—arch better than me,” you whine, your voice was shaky but he could tell you were holding back laughter. you were playing with fire, especially at a lewd moment like this. he’s deep inside, the tip of his angry cock mashing against each and every corner of your cunt before you’re about to burst. “if you can arch better than me then prove i—”
“. . . listen here bitch,” toji grumbles, feeling his eye twitch.
he tugs just a bit harder on your hair. your back arch was simply immaculate. sitting upright, your palms sat against the sheets of the bed, bawling them up before you felt his free hand grip your waist steadfastly. toji leans right up to your ear before muttering in a low raspy voice. “you know, babygirl. sure do got a lot of talk for someone who struggles to take me every damn time.”
he’s got you there, you swallow before feeling a brief sharp pivot of his hips.
everything was just downright filthy. his strokes had you gasping for air practically—meticulously, he makes sure to hit every spot. his aim was thorough and precise, making sure to hit everywhere like the insides of your cunt was his target. your pussy incessantly clenches every few seconds and it makes him groan. the necklace chain that wraps around his neck tickles your back, the way it runs against your skin makes you metaphorically fold. the material of it skims down your tense muscles and you think you’re so close you could taste your sweet release on the very tips of your tastebuds.
“c—cum, ‘m gonna cum, toji.” you suddenly whimper, feeling the brusque twitch of your right thigh. with your teeth shattering, he continues to maintain a firm grip—this time, his hand placement lowers towards your neck. it gives him a good amount of leverage before he tilts his hips forward. once he does that, he thrashes his angry plump cockhead against your folds and the whine you choke out was immaculate. “f-fuck, cumming.”
toji pauses—something wasn’t right, he knew your body and how it responded to him.
the silence was straight-up deadly. your heart races while he’s still inside, you feel him twitch whilst he’s still buried deep into you and it feels so raw. “oh, girl i know the fuck you didn’t,” he grits, and he pulls out almost immediately. literally the definition of a sassy man—you could hear the bitter annoyance lingering on his tone before he flips you over, making you stare right into his dark viridescent colored eyes. “faking orgasms today yeah? you’re on a roll today.”
“i— i didn’t fake it.” you pout, not fond of the way you were suddenly empty from him pulling straight out. you wanted to be full, but you also wanted to act like a bit of a brat. “it was real.”
“sure,” he rasps, and he suddenly gets up—you’re confused, actually quite close to your finish despite you faking it the first initial time and he casually just reaches for the remote, switching the tv on. “while ya work on making y’erself finish, i’m gonna catch up on shameless.”
“are you serious?” you pant, and he very much is. he’s getting all comfy underneath the silk sheets, lazily throwing his feet up before the dim ‘who’s watching’ prompt for netflix appears. he scrolls on his assigned name which was displayed of ‘old dirty bastard with a few racks.’
“dead serious. heh, now shut up, princess. fiona ‘n lip are speaking.”
☆ CHOSO fucks like it’s the last time.
it’s an ongoing thing for him.
he loves you more than life itself—so for him to have you straddling him, taking in every inch of your gorgeous figure, he had to give you at least one more orgasm. it was the least he could do.
“i love you.” he says, and he repeats it again and again.
once choso says those words—he never hesitates, not even once. with the way your hips rotate, he’s already about to lose all sorts of composure. big rough hands of his grip and attach near your waist to help slam you up and down his pulsating cock. “i— i love you. i love the way you always m-make me feel.”
“i love you too,” you’d say in a short breath, a snatching wind nearly takes your breath away as you feel yourself clench and tighten against him. “babyyy,” you whisper, wrapping your arms around his broad shoulders. “you can touch me more, it’s okay.”
his lip quivers. with a needy look in his eyes, he cutely releases a surprised sigh of relief. “o-oh, thank you. i was gonna ask but i didn’t know if you’d want me to.”
“choso, you’re literally inside of me and you’re shy to ask to touch me?” you tease, sneaking a kiss near the corner of his lips.
a tint of sheer embarrassment rises to his face before he sheepishly smiles, softly running his fingertips against your hips. “oh yeah. r-right,” and you start to rotate your hips even further. your impactful rhythm has him weak, the grinding that you’re doing also has him in an utter chokehold. choso’s speechless—he’s more of a whiner than you, he tries to even suppress his moans by biting his lip but it’s to no use. you’re leaning forward, sliding your hands down his chiseled chest before he whimpers. “you’re so sexy when you touch me,” and then he cutely gasps. “ah, sexy—i mean, breathtaking.”
“you’re adorable,” you titter, and he feels the warmth of your own chest pressing all up against him. he really was though, he’s very gentle with his touch—the way his fingers wander, choso’s heart races a mile a minute. as he’s still massaging your gummy walls with the lengthy size of his cock, he sighs himself. “close, baby?”
he nods, literally melting from your touch.
choso feels abnormally warm—he only wants more of you, he can’t help but inch his face towards you before bringing you into an idyllically deep kiss. it’s passionate, a few poking out strands that ran down his face pricks against your skin and you moan right into his mouth. as you’re rocking into him at such a pace, he touches more. you do the same, a finger trailing down his v-line, his pecs, everywhere. further and further.
“. . . you touching me—” he breaks away, glossy lips starting to stain with his gleaming saliva. he looks so pretty, his dark eyelids start to lower and he whimpers once his cock sits still. you’re practically doing all the work like this, grinding back and forth while he lies back. “you touchin’ me, ‘s gonna make me cum, princess. i— i feel so hot when you touch me.”
“you’re always hot when i do anything,” you tease, sneaking another kiss near the edge of his mouth. choso’s breathing heavier than usual before he feels himself start to pulse—his dick twitches inside and you hear him gasp once he squeezes your hips forward. he’s about to fill you up, he even gives you a glossy eyed stare, pursing his lips as if he’s merely asking permission and with a stroke of a thumb near his lips, you murmur. “it’s okay, give it to me, baby. fill me up.”
he whines, mentally preparing himself before choso feels his thighs tighten. your cunt’s gripping down against him so tight, his jaw clenches. stingy, you had him in an entire hold.
“f— fuckkk, ‘s so much coming. you’re gonna milk me like you always do, princess,” and with his eyes shut, he’s hugging your body against him solidly before seconds later, he cums. it comes out in spurts— such sweltering stringy ropes, he’s taken aback and his moans against your ear only makes you more aroused. you could listen to choso whine into your ear all day, he’s shaking underneath you and he obviously needs a moment. his black hair was all ruffled and messy before he’s still feeling himself emit filthy amounts of seed into your cunt. “s—so good,” he groans, and for a second, his voice gets a bit raspy. “baby,” he swallows, feeling himself burn up—you straddling him like this, frail arms wrap around his shoulders whilst giving him the most sly stare. he felt like he was gonna explode, you were even more warm and toasty inside now that he’s stuffed you full. “marry me,” he suddenly says. “marry me, princess.”
“i’m already your wife, silly,” you tease, he’s still pumping you full of his never-ending amounts of hot cum. you kiss near the twitching right side of his lip before purring. “too worn out to remember?”
he moans, giving your ass a needy squeeze before he throws his head back. “let’s marry again, and again, and again then. s—so i can fill you up like this all the time. i— i want you, i love you,” and then he reaches between your thighs to feel against your cunt, skimming his fingertips against his own strings of cum that painted the inner entrance of your pussy. “i love her just as much,” and then he gasps. “oh … baby, you didn’t even finish.”
☆ GETO fucks like he hasn’t eaten all day.
“less talking, more sitting on my face,” is all he says with the most lust-driven gaze.
a good way for geto to rewind from a long day is to simply be between your plush thighs. it’s his favorite pastime, hell—probably his only pastime.
you’re barely hovering over his mouth by this point—sheeny glossy lips ready to slurp you dry before he hums, a few slender fingers of yours brushing against your hips before you speak, “only if you let me pull on your hair again.”
“ah, you know you can always do that. i keep it extra long just for you, baby.”
your heart swoons—you slowly sit down, positioning your pussy against his mouth, making sure he has a bit of room to breathe before geto gradually creates one single lick against your folds. sopping, you were already soaked and his moist tongue only made matters ten times worse.
“f-fuck,” you’d moan, keeping all eyes on his the entire time. irises of yours dilate immediately the moment you watch geto start to kiss all near the crevices of your shaky legs—only to then suck his lips against your swollen needy clit. he grunts, already feeling a tent creep up in his sweats. your hips move on its own, starting to slowly grind against his face.
back and forth, back and forth…
it was so hypnotic.
you were so hypnotic.
“mhm,” he grunts hoarsely, cupping his mouth near the very top part of your slit — he’s savoring your sweetened taste entirely, lapping the flat of his tongue everywhere. your entrance dampens his chin already and he sneers, licking near the corners of his mouth. such a sloppy man, his tongue then swiftly runs against your hood before it starts to flick and jerk at a much more rapid speed. “move those—hips, ride my fuckin’ face ‘n pull on my hair, pretty girl.”
he’s eating you out so good you’re already feeling a sudden rush shoot through you. you follow what he says exactly, creating a decent rhythm with your hips—he’s so pretty like this too, black lashes half open or just about closed.
geto was already pussy-drunk, that much was to tell. “o-okay, suguuu,” you’d whimper, and you grabbed an ample amount of his tangled strands, giving him a brief hard yank. he always gets hard once you tug on his hair, his head briefly forwards further into your cunt and he chuckles—warm breath fanning against your clit. “right there, sugu. s-spit on it.”
“anything for the princess,” he says between sharp breaths. you’re slowly rocking your hips against his face—feeling the soft tip of his nose brush up and down repeatedly against your dripping entrance before he departs just to spit right on your pussy. he brings a hand to smear it all between your folds, all the while a tongue slides against his own lips and oh he’s hungry. hungry for you. “damn. she just gets more sloppier every fuckin’ time. should be a crime to be this soaked, baby.”
and you whimper, watching with glossy eyes as he laps up his saliva—coating your slick entrance with a plethora of chaste kisses shortly afterward.
it's lustrous, so shiny.
geto makes sure to study your body if its entirety. the way your breathing dramatically picks up and the harder and sloppier your thrusts against his mouth becomes. you’re coming close and he’s much well aware, “yeah,” he utters, and it’s in the mere form of a question. “already, hm? you gonna make a mess on me so i can clean you right back up?”
“y— yes,” you moan, the tugging on his hair only getting rougher. pant after pant escapes through your lips before he starts to playfully nibble right on your clit. a finger of his slowly inserts into you and you clench around it, feeling a few steady pulses before that’s right when you gasp. ultimately, you end up finishing after a few minutes—so much so, that your eyes were all hazy, rolling to the very backs of your are and you whimper loudly, still grinding against his face.
“. . . ooooh,” he hums, a right hand of his that tucks behind you, giving your ass a concise squeeze. once he sits back up again, geto peers into you with a sly amused gaze before giving your cunt one more kiss. “now give me one more, ‘m still not satisfied with my meal, sweetheart.”
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lixmooon · 4 months
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Choso asking to itadori to call him once onii chan that's my favorite moment ever
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mommypieck · 4 months
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⌗︙・jealous gojo cumming in your panties ⸜⸜・
gojo eyes you as you pounce around the room, calling with your middle school classmate. it's a good thing to finally get in contact with someone you haven't seen for a decade. although, judging by gojo's expression, he's not happy at all.
"bye, sugar." you say, hanging up the phone. a small giggle of excitement leave your mouth, making gojo raise an eyebrow at you.
"you call him sugar now?" gojo asks from the door, making you jump. of course he was listening behind door.
"it was his nickname in middle school. we have meeting in 10." gojo grits his teeth. he can't believe you. you were always the ideal girlfriend, obedient even, and now you're acting like a slut.
"come here, sweetheart." he tells you, his finger doing come here notion. you giggle at him. you step closer to him, swinging your arms around his neck.
"i have to get ready." you whine, placing a kiss to his cheek. he grips your chin to crash his lips against yours. he's hungry for your mouth, his tongue swiping over your lips to get permission to enter your mouth. you try to pull away, you're already running late, but he's holding you tight in his arms.
you yelp when he pushes your pants down along with your underwear. a part of you is a little annoyed because you seriously don't have time for this right now. he pulls his cock out of his pants, jerking it right above your panties.
he's panting in your mouth and you feel jealous that he's the only one receiving pleasure. as if he could read your mind, gojo pushes his cock into your panties. his cock brushes against your clit as he thrusts in your panties. the way you're grinding on his cock feels heavenly for both of you, but he doesn't plan on making you cum right now.
gojo is still pissed at you and he's gonna show the guy that you're his. he pushes his cock inside your panties harder, chasing his orgasm. he can feel the heat of your pussy on his cock and it's temping to just push inside, but he has to remind himself that this is a punishment.
he groans, feeling the orgasm coming. his body tenses as white ropes of his cum fill your panties. he always cums a lot but this time, it's more than usually. you have no time to react before gojo pulls the panties on. you cringe at the wet feeling bit he shushes you with a kiss.
"you're free to go now, love. have a good time."
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sunkeji · 3 months
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Unforgettable Summer
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This is going under the "Highschool Gojo crushing on you" series so make sure to check that out. I'm hoping to write something every week to make up for being MIA 😔
I'll be taking suggestions for this series if you want anything particular to be added from any vague ideas to something specific even. If you have any more inquiries, don't be shy to drop something in my inbox and I'll get back to you asap!
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Under the scorching summer sun; you, Gojo, Shoko, and Geto are gathered in the cozy living room, seeking refuge in front of the whirring electrical fan. Beads of perspiration glistened on your foreheads as you fanned yourselves vigorously, desperately trying to escape the relentless hot weather.
With popsicles in hand, your group exchanges knowing glances, the cool sweetness providing a brief respite from the oppressive heat. As the icy treats dripped down your fingers, a chorus of complaints about the weather echoes through the room.
"Ugh, I can't believe how hot it is! And I'm bored!" Whined Gojo while slumping his body over you.
"I feel like I'm melting! Satoru, stop grabbing onto me; it's warm as it is already!" You chime in while attempting to smack Gojo's body away from you. He huffs and faces away from you, saying how you're being unfair to him.
In the midst of your shared misery and whatever flirting or arguing you and Satoru are juggling between, a spark of inspiration flickers. Shoko, the creative mind of the group, suggests, "Hey, what if we turn this unbearable heat into an opportunity for unforgettable summer adventures?"
Intrigued, the rest of your group gathers around her, popsicles momentarily forgotten, as you began brainstorming a list of activities to beat the heat and boredom. From planning water balloon fights in the courtyard to organizing DIY ice cream-making competitions, the room buzzed with excitement.
Geto shifted the topic to other possible activities your group could do, like setting up an outdoor movie night with a makeshift projector, to keep yourselves busy this summer break. "We could watch our favorite films under the stars with our drinks and snacks."
Geto smiled at Gojo as if he was saying to Gojo that he should take advantage of that moment to finally confess his feelings to you. Gojo smiles proudly at his best friend for suggesting such a magnificent idea so smoothly.
Encouraged by the array of ideas, your group decides to create a summer bucket list filled with activities that would turn the long summer break into cherished memories. Ice cream tastings, poolside picnics, and late-night stargazing sessions became essential components of your plan.
You add, "Oh and to make it even more interesting, let's invite Nanami and Haibara for our summer bash! It'll be more fun to have everyone join in."
As your group reveled in your newfound enthusiasm for the summer break, the oppressive heat outside seemed to lose its grip. With your shared determination to make the most of the season, this was the start of turning a sweltering, boring day into the beginning of an unforgettable summer filled with laughter, icy treats, the warmth of cherished friendships, and blossoming love.
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just-jordie-things · 9 months
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Choso headcanons :)
okokok here's some random stuff i came up with.
choso would try very hard to learn how to do your hair for you. he usually has his hair up in buns, right? so he'll happily do that for you. but also will take the time to learn how to braid, or use tools like a curler/straightener to style it the way you like. even on days you don't necessarily style it, he also loves to just brush it for you. i think he'd find the action sweet and intimate.
always lets you try to food he makes (when eating in) or orders (when eating out) and would never get annoyed if you eat more of his food than your own. in fact i think he'd find it adorable <3
100,000,000% will get a matching tattoo with you. big or small, meaningful or silly/cute. if you suggest it he's booking an appt with his regular artist right away.
also he has a favorite tattoo artist that has done most of his sleeves and some others on his back and legs. choso loves tattoos. what he likes most about his are that you like to mindlessly trace them from time to time when you're lounging around together.
doting partner. never slacks off on the chores. never makes you feel like you're doing most of the work. often surprises you with a perfectly clean house and dinner cooking on the stove when he's home before you and has time to spare.
and speaking of doting. he's there for anything you need company for. a nail appt? he's chatting with your technician and playing pokemon go. grocery shopping? without fail, what a great excuse for walking around and holding your hand. gotta run to the pharmacy? he's happy to drive you and wait with you. no matter what you're doing, he's grateful to spend time with you.
he's more perceptive than most people give him credit for. but he can read your expression in a second. even if you're quick to go blank, he'll catch that frown or wince or shock before you've even realized you'd made that face out loud. if it's stress, he's holding your hand or wrapping an arm around your waist. if you're reacting to something that just happened but are trying to be subtle about it, he'll smirk and follow your line of sight to see what had caught your attention. wordlessly, the two of you will practically gossip between yourselves.
ok last one on my mind. choso is a reptile person. he would definitely have a beardie or maybe a leopard gecko or a ball python or something. and he'd love that little thing. coos and baby talks it when it eats well or is just sittin in it's enclosure basking. if you're not a reptile person he'd be understanding and keep the enclosure somewhere that you won't see often and get creeped out. but if you are a reptile person he would be ecstatic to see you spend some enrichment time with the little creature. (i'm totally not projecting myself here hehehe)
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inmaki · 3 months
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gojo showing off your back scratches to geto
( cont from this fic! req, visual ) .
contains: sex talk, desc of back scratches, crack, sugu is called daddy once (as a joke.. right..)
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everything was relatively peaceful in suguru's apartment. key word: relatively.
a forgettable yet appreciated sunday afternoon, not a cloud in sight despite the weather forecast predicting downpours of rain. either way, the raven-haired man insouciantly rested across his white couch, reaching the conclusion that today would be a day for self-care, relaxing, and perhaps some meditation.
there was only one thing ruining his peace.
all morning, suguru has been forced to try and ignore the stain a certain someone has left on his couch — a pair of unecessarily expensive yet dirty shoes being the culprit.
despite these attempts, every once in a while his gaze can't help but wander over at the mark — as if it'd poof out of existence if he glared hard enough.
"fuckin' asshole.." he mutters. it was a wonder his relationship with his best friend managed to stay so promising despite all their differences, yet suguru wouldn't have it any other way, even after situations like this.
right when he grumpily turns back to the tv — which was playing some crappy, low budget rom-com — his apartment door is yanked open and suguru swears he nearly jumps out of his seat.
great, was this it? was he about to get robbed, perhaps evicted? and then probably die? forced into the afterlife knowing gojo's shoe-shit was still on his new couch? no that can't—
"i fucked her!"
suguru whips his head towards the apartment door, announcement being disregarded as he nearly groans in agony. speak of the devil.
big blue eyes peak out from under circular sunglasses, one hand already raised in preparation for a dap up while his stupid, big, dirty shoe pushes the door closed behind him. gojo wears a black compression shirt with grey sweats, marching over to his friend with a ginormous grin across his cheeks.
"take your shoes off, now," suguru snaps, nodding to his friend's feet with a frown.
"yeesh... whatever y'say, daddy," the bastard never loses his smile as his hands raise in surrender, kicking them off by the door smoothly. "what's got your panties in a twist?"
geto pinches his nose bridge. "don't call me that," as he continues the scolding, he points to the living room with his free hand. "you got a mystery stain on my couch, satoru. do you know how many youtube videos i watched trying to get this shit off?"
unphased, gojo takes a look at the strangely colored blob against the armrest's leather material and shrugs. "my bad. did you try febreeze?"
"what— no? dude, febreeze is for.." when suguru looks back up to sourly meet his gaze, he could immediately tell the white-haired man was already drifting back into la-la-land, words going in one ear and out the other. "..nevermind. why're you here?"
at the reminder, satoru seemingly brightens, head shooting back up as if he was just told he'd won the lottery.
"oh god, don't make that stupid face—" he pauses. "the fuck are you doing?" suguru might as well say goodbye to his self-care day, because now gojo was stripping in the middle of his living room, shirt thrown haphazardly onto the still-very-much-stained couch.
"just look!" suguru squints as his friend swivels around to face the wall, pushing his bangs away to get a better view of the— oh shit.
it takes the raven-haired man a second to process what he's seeing before shuffling forward, closely examining the achingly red, bulging scratch marks displayed sexily across the latter's back and shoulders. "no way.."
suguru knows the strongest sorcerer well enough to notice how he purposely didn't use reversed cursed technique on these scratches, just so it'd be obvious to anyone that caught a glimpse of what exactly occured. to his further dismay, he can already picture a smug and sweaty gojo walking around their local gym like this, proud simper on his pretty lips as he easily raises a pair of weights in his veiny hands.
a hiss escapes geto's mouth as he runs his finger down a particularly agitated one, knowing exactly how painful they could be after experiencing many hook-ups of his own. even so, satoru only licks his lips, neck craning to the side so he can pride himself in his friend's gobsmacked expression.
"damn, these are deep. you actually hit it?" suguru confirms, raising a celebratory hand.
turning back around, satoru daps him up, a massive smirk now on both their faces. "hell yeah, it was amazing."
it was impossible to predict what gojo would do next after barging through his front door — especially considering how many times he's done so — but this has to be the last thing suguru ever expected.
not that he was complaining — in fact, all of geto's temper and need for relaxation seemingly flew out the window, the feeling of proudness for his best friend overthrowing anything else.
and even if he hated to admit it, the way gojo was so eager to come over and announce his virginity loss to him was more than a little endearing, and dare he say cute.
"that's great, man. congrats." suguru leads him into the kitchen — still shamelessly shirtless — to grab them both a can of beer in celebration. while the white-haired man usually didn't get involved with any form of alcohol, this occasion was most definitely exception-worthy. "you made y/n cum too, right?"
an offended glare is shot his way. "duh, two times."
"huh. surprised you could last."
as suguru pours their drinks into two fragile cups, gojo exhales, not bothered in the slightest by his jab. "dude, same.." he admits dreamily. "she was so fuckin' tight and warm.. and oh— fuck, her moans? heavenly.. 'can't believe i didn't bust after the first minute.."
geto gulps, trying his best to ignore the mental image his brain was producing from his dirty words. you can't blame him — both of you were smoking hot, and he was a simple man.
even now, he could already imagine what you both looked like; panting and moaning, skin-slapping so loud that it echoed through the whole room, how blissed out you'd look as gojo's cock split you in t—
satoru's playful sigh cuts through the tensing air. "who knows sugs, maybe you'll have another kind of stain to worry about next time we're over~"
he's never snapped out of a daydream so quickly. "don't even joke about that."
over the next hour, the two men sat manspread on the stained couch, taking leisure sips while recalling satoru's final moments as a virgin — suguru giving out his secret tips and tricks along the way.
maybe sometime, suguru could offer some.. hands-on learning instead.
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gojo enjoys the fact that you don't trim or shave your pubic hair, there's nothing that he loves more than feeling it against his cock as he's rubbing it along your slick folds, teasing the both of you.
he loves it when it tickles his groin when he's hilted inside of you as you adjust to his size, savoring the connection between you.
and most importantly, he enjoys it against his face as he eats you out. he doesn't just enjoy the way it feels against the soft skin of his face as he's tonguing your clit lazily.
what he enjoys most about it is pretending that he's got a mustache. he'll never forget your laughter the first time he did it; you'd been so embarrassed about how bushy it was that in order to lighten the mood, he pressed his face right up to your cunt and did an absolutely terrible groucho marx impression. the wide range of emotions that flashed across you face; the horror that he would do something so ridiculous during your first time together, the way you groaned at first and sunk into the bed as if you wanted it to swallow up you. the way your cheeks darkened and you let out an exasperated sigh before looking down at him with appreciative if bewildered smile before finally laughing at the his audacious attempt to curb your embarrassment. he'll never forget that look you gave him or your laugh for as long as he lives.
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