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[allhailsugu]

"Keep your tongue out and don't you dare move... And... Be a nice and good girl and open your mouth as wide as you can." 

He leans over me, his grip tight around my chin as he watches me with sinister eyes. I move my tongue catching all of his dripping saliva while it pulls strings out of his mouth and my cheeks flush.

I can't believe how turned on I am by this.

Pairing - Geto Suguru x Female! Reader Syllabus- Normally gentle and tender Suguru is being allowed to let his dominant side out because you actually like love it, but he breaks character. Word count: 5.4k tags- smut, GetoxF!Reader, dom!Geto, sub!reader, praise kink, slight degradation, somewhat explicit, Reader POV, unprotected, light pain kink, choking, teasing, nsfw, spanking, cursing, kinda fluff ending Disclaimer: Sorry for eventual grammar errors. Did proof read but I'm dumb, lol.

"What a good girl you are... Just keep your mouth open as wide as you can... Don't you dare move.. and swallow everything." 

He smirks, watching me eagerly catch his saliva with a satisfied and smiling face.

"That's it. Good girl..." 

He spoke with a soft and satisfied tone. His hand slowly letting go of my chin and cheeks. 

"Be silent. Do not say a single word until I tell you.“

I nod obediently. I sit on the floor of his bedroom, naked, getting circled around by him, also butt naked, my eyes following him as he continues to pace. His sculptured body making me shiver in arousal, my eyes occasionally darting to his already hard cock. 

The heat in the room already at an intense highpoint while he continues his play. Walking around me, watching me eagerly and I can see his gears grind as he lets a million thoughts run through his pretty head, of what to do next… I chuckle inside my head as I know he must think of this as a once in a life time opportunity. 

He then finally stops pacing, standing right behind me as he spoke again. His voice was now lower, more dominant and lustful than arrogant. "Get up... Now.“ 

I get up, my back towards him as his voice rumbles through my body saying.

"Spread your legs, open them wide." 

Instant arousal jolting through my body as I immediately obey. Slightly parting my legs as he continues standing behind me. His voice slightly softer before returning the stoic and firm tone he continues to use when giving me orders.

"Oh, good girl... Now, open even wider.“

I do as I'm told and due to me opening them, my body slides further down. I lean forward my palms flat on the floor. He then crouched down a bit to get a better look of my already wet slit. His voice now getting low in pitch and more intense as he whispered with a wide smirk, his breath hot against my rear.

"Damn... Already dripping, you perv…“

He grazes me with his knuckle making me tense up from his touch as I let out an inaudible gasp. His voice whispering aroused.

"Do it even wider…“

"S-sugu... if I go further... I’ll do a split….“ 

I instantly feel a sharp pain on my ass. He spanked me for speaking.

He smirked briefly when I tried to argue with him, as this gave him opportunity to be harsh. He slapped me hard on my already red ass again. He raises one eyebrow before speaking in a more harsh tone.

"So? Do it. I didn't tell you to speak, did I? I told you to spread your legs even wider. So, just do it!"

I whimper nodding and push my torso further on the floor, my legs spread in a total split as I lift my rear for him to have a better look. My aching cunt clenching and pulsating making him sigh deeply, his hands gripping my ass, spreading my cheeks further to look at my core contracting making his own hard cock twitch in anticipation.

"Ahh… Such a good girl." 

He let out another deep sigh of arousal and awe, his voice now hot and he smirked watching me for a few moments before he spoke again. 

"I think you deserve a reward now…~" 

He smiled cruelly as his left hand was slowly massaging my lower back. His breathing was heavier than before, his voice demandingly stoic now saying.

"But before that…. Ask me to punish you... Beg me..."

I whimpered and my voice sounded shaky from excitement. 

"Sugu.... Punish me~.... Please.. I want to be punished... I need to be punished...~“ 

He smiles in satisfaction as my voice was now shaking with pure excitement. He spanks my ass a little bit harder. 

"Beg more..." 

He says, smiling cruelly, slightly mocking even.

"I need to be punished~.... Please, I want to be punished by you....I need it, please.“

He just gave me another slap, this time hard, making my cheeks recoil, and making him exclaim excited. His voice was slightly hoarser and his face looked more aggressive and harsh, which only made my heart pump faster.

"More... Beg me for more..."

I exclaim as soon as I feel his spank and my body squirms as I stammer. 

"Suguru-sama… P-please, punish me more~…. I deserve to be punished severely~…. Please!!!“

He let out a loud satisfied laughter at the way I addressed him, making him feel even more ecstatic, his hand in accordance to his mood now even harsher. I sounded more desperate than before while he continues to slap my ass… This time really hard, almost painful and the sound echoed in his room. 

"Keep begging... Beg. Beg more..."

I started getting more vocal with my begging, and he liked it. He slapped my ass faster, almost merciless, making my body jolt each time he raised his hand. He was now speaking in an arrogant and harsh tone repeatedly slapping my ass.

"Good, you are begging now... But that’s not enough, you need to beg me like crazy and scream as loud as you can..."

Each time he slapped my ass, his hand was sliding all the way down my thigh before it slid all the way back up to place another hard slap.

I let out a short scream in reaction to his last spank as it was particularly firm and a little bit painful but I continue begging for more, my ass already bright red, the outlines of his hand visible on it, giving him yet another rush.

He smirks. 

"Your begging, your screams, and your reactions... They all drive me crazy... I love your reactions… You just don't know how much I love punishing you~. I love it when I get to see you squirm, shiver, scream and beg. Especially when your ass starts turning red like this." 

I blush at his words, as it felt like he almost broke character. His voice almost sounded soft and tender again I thought, if it weren’t for another hard slap that followed his words before he simply kneads my ass for a bit. Letting my cheeks jiggle with each touch he did before finally letting go of my ass. I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding in and I turned my head over my shoulder to look at him. His gaze fixated on me before he suddenly turns me around forcefully on the floor now. Immediately positioning himself above me, hovering.

"Mhmm, now let's see how long you’ll last." 

He then grabs both of my wrists and puts them above my head, his grip on them tight and firm as he leans closer. His voice was more intense as he spoke.

"Do you know what I'm about to do next~?"

I was already panting from excitement, my chest raising and lowering as I felt so incredibly aroused by him. His gaze, his smirk, the intensity in his eyes. I was completely overwhelmed by his demeanor. I try speaking up but it takes me several attempts to even get a tone out so I remained silent, making him smirk even wider at my helpless self.

"Prepare yourself...~"

He says grinning slyly as he moves his right hand off my wrist and instead grabs my neck. His grip was tight pulling my torso up by my neck and closer towards him. His eyes were filled with lust and hunger as he spoke in a more harsh and low tone again while forcing me to look at him.

"You are going to enjoy it… I promise!“

His grip on my neck, tight yet tender, as he chokes me slightly while I open my mouth, inhaling sharply. I look deep into his eyes. Seeing his normally gentle, dark eyes become these fierce and lustful ones, impatiently looking forward to do unholy things to me… I love it with every fiber of my being. It was turning me on so much, I started panting. 

He brings his legs between mine, his thighs forcefully parting my own as he was jerking his thighs against me to push my thighs up, positioning himself. His breath heavy while his grip on my neck tightens. My body trembles, and I shudder briefly as his eyes now look deep into mine.

The moment our eyes lock he smirks widely, immediately leaning towards my lips for a firm kiss while he starts to slowly push the tip of his throbbing cock against me, sloppily rubbing it against my already wet folds making me mewl into the kiss before he immediately breaks off the kiss making me exclaim and squirm desperately from the separation. He audibly exhales when he feels my soaked core, oozing essence down my folds as he moved his hips away slightly. 

"Holy shit… THIS wet already, even though I only spanked you!?… I always knew you were a naughty one…!“

He releases my wrists now before immediately moving his left hand between my legs, rubbing his fingers against my soaked folds briefly before his middle finger plunges in without warning, making me jolt and gasp for air. His slender finger reaching in deeper than my own ever could, the heat and clamminess of my cunt making him groan quietly as he watches his finger getting pulled inside when he tries to pull it out, my core clenching it as if gripping on for dear life making him curse under his breath. He keeps pumping his finger in a few times, rubbing against my gummy walls, grazing over the spot he knows like it was his own, making me shriek out as loud as his grip on my throat allowed me. Twisting his middle finger inside a few times before switching to his ring finger, doing the same before sliding in both, making me inaudibly exclaim.

"Fucking hell….Y/N, how are you this tight again!? I definitely am not fucking you enough… God damn!“

"N-no… you don’t~“ He chuckles at my response and his fingers move deeper while his grip on my neck tightens just a bit due to him leaning into me for another kiss. Our kiss deepens, as he forces my mouth to open up and pushes his tongue in, meshing against my own. His lips slightly parted as his hot breath is brushing against my face and lips while he continues slipping his tongue into every nook of my mouth. I quietly moan into the kiss making him smirk when he heard. 

Hearing me moan in pleasure was like music to his ears. It was like a cue for him as he immediately removed his fingers, rubbing whatever essence he has on them onto his tip, then palming himself to have more control over his already throbbing length before he pressed himself into me. Stretching me out with his girth with every bit he pushes forward, forcing me to break off the kiss to audibly take a deep breath in while his grip on my throat got tighter again making me unable to move even an inch away from him before he then pushes himself in one motion inside, making me shriek out in a high pitch. He groans into my ear, whispering.

"Fuck, Y/N….! You are going to nip my cock off with how tight your cunt is..!! What are you doing to her to make her so tight every damn time..!?“

My face blushes from his words and is reddening even further due to the lack of oxygen as I desperately try getting a bit of air into my lungs. He grips my hip tightly and starts to mercilessly thrust his cock into me. With each of his thrust my whole body started to recoil intensely and my already restricted breathing kept getting faster and heavier. I was like a toy for him. The harder he pushed, the more I moaned and shook with pleasure. My whole body was at his mercy. His grip on my neck makes me groan and yelp for air while he moves even harder and faster into me, brutally bullying his way inside my slick walls, harshly hitting against my cervix, making me literally scream each time he hits against it. Due to his pace my whole body was still recoiling, my breasts moving in accordance to his thrusts, forcing his attention onto my chest now. The grip he placed on my throat was still firm, as he let go of my hip to slap my breasts now, making me shriek at the sudden sensation. Hearing me moaning and screaming out from his rough pace and slaps on my breasts arouses and turns him on exponentially.

"That’s my girl, Y/N. Take everything!“

He praises me. With every slap he did his breath became hotter and his voice more sultry.

"You are such a bad girl...~" 

He says breathlessly as he continues his deep and harsh thrusts. He stopped slapping my breasts and instead slaps my face in a rather gentle intensity, nevertheless making me shriek from surprise.

"But I love bad girls...~"

He could see the ecstasy written all over my face, as I was nearing my peak any second now, but I was unable to speak, barely getting enough air to function. My reactions just made him moan softly when he noticed and his breath was getting more and more shallow. He loosens his grip on me finally since he wanted me to be able to speak and I immediately draw deep breaths to get in more oxygen while I yelp and make completely helpless sounds, before letting him know. 

"Su-sugu~ I....Ahh-..!! I’m.... close~.….Don’t… stop!!!“

When he heard my whimpering, whining voice begging him, he smiled leaning closer to me, placing his hand back on my hip.

"You're almost there…?~" 

His voice sultry as he went faster and harder, slapping my chest again, saying.

"C’mon, Y/N…! Be a good girl and come for me…!“ 

My crying voice turned into a long moan, yelling out his name, before my whole body started tensing up to then violently quaking. My core clenching around him tightly while contracting and pulsating, making him groan out loudly. 

"I can feel it~! Fuuuck….!! You got even tighter, holy shit!!!“ 

He let out another guttural moan and gave my chest another hard slap before pinching my nipple hard, as he let go of my throat completely now to grab my breasts with both his hands. I start coughing slightly drawing deep breaths before they immediately turn into pants. He was thrusting even harder into me and I couldn’t help but scream out. High pitched screams of pleasure combined with heavy panting as I keep repeating his name.

"SUGU-RUU-!!! SU-GURU!!!!! SUGURUU!!!!“

"That's it, keep going..! Scream my name, come for me!~“

He moans with pleasure, too. The high he got from my reactions just made his blood rush, making him chase his own climax with intensity now. 

"Scream! Scream for me!“

I continue screaming as he thrusts harder and faster, our bodies slamming against one another making the lewdest and most ecstatic sounds, filling the room with the sound and melting in with his moans and my screams when I suddenly tremble and shake heavily making me grip onto him, digging in my nails into his shoulders making him growl as my eyes roll to the back of my head. I shiver, clenching him tightly in intervals as I finally cum and cream all over his cock repeating his name over and over.

"Su-guru-! Sugu-ru!!! Ahhh!!!“

He smirked and moved faster and harder, one of his hands grabbing my chin as he slaps my chest and face continuously. My teeth now gritted as I ride out the high of my orgasm, while I wrap my arms around his neck now, my elbows resting on his shoulders while one arm goes around him completely and the other one grips into his beautiful, long black locks sending shivers down his spine, making him unable to continue his slaps.

"Fuuuck!….. Y/N!!“

He exclaims excited, praising me for my orgasm as I keep repeating his name, making his moans louder, too. He watches my whole body tremble violently now almost reaching his own orgasm, when he suddenly grips my throat again forcing me to loosen my embrace on him, my hands then snaking around his waist towards his back.

"Open your mouth." 

He says hoarsely, his voice laced with lust as his movements got more and more irregular and slowed down slightly. I obey immediately, opening my mouth.

"You're such a good girl.... open wider!"

He says breathlessly, smirking wide again as he saw me obediently open my mouth wider, his movements got more and more irregular.

"Wider..."

His grip on my throat tightening, squeezing further, and I could see the desire in his eyes. I nod, opening my mouth as wide as possible. He smirks and spits into my mouth aggressively, while squeezing my throat further, chocking me more. When he saw me gagged, my throat and face reddening, my eyes bloodshot and popping out, just the way he liked it, he released my throat and spoke with a more satisfied tone.

"Good girl... What a good fucking girl you are! Do you have any complaints?“

Not letting me get in a word he continues breathlessly, picking up his pace again.

"No? Good. You better stay quiet, and do as I say... Now, I wonder if you'll continue to be a good girl or turn to a bad girl..." 

I swallow his spit and nod, yelping.

"A good one… I’m a good girl~…“

"No…You’re definitely a bad girl... a really dirty one.. so I'll have to discipline you." 

He says immediately slapping my cheek with a menacing smirk, and grabbing my throat again, adding.

"You like it, don't you? You like being punished, don't you?" 

"I… do..!“

I whimper aroused. He laughs. To him my voice, my whimpering voice made me sound pathetic but so hot at the same time. He spits in my mouth again aggressively with a sadistic smile on his face. He smirks as I tried swallowing it while struggling due to him choking me. He felt so powerful, squeezing my throat even harder, slapping my cheek again.

"Oh, and how you like it! A dirty girl like you, wants to be abused. You like it rough, don't you?"

I simply nod, the tight grip on my throat felt almost elevating, and I continue panting and moaning whilst enjoying everything he does to me. My face was already red from both pain and pleasure. He smirks again seeing the look of me enjoying it, as he speaks with a more sadistic tone.

"You want me to rough you up more?" 

As he said that, he slapped my cheek again, squeezing my throat even tighter than before. I yelp, my tongue hanging out, my eyes rolling back while he smiles with a sadistic grin. My face red, thick round tears dwelling up in the corners of my eyes from him choking me, but it's obvious that I was enjoying every second of it. He speaks slyly while he continues to choke me, slapping my cheeks, and squeezing my throat even tighter this time, as I gasp for air making him chuckle.

"Such a dirty girl... Do you want me to squeeze your throat even tighter?~"

"Sugu....~ I'll... pass out…~“

I say breathlessly and continue panting. He smirks when he heard my breathlessness, now slowly loosening the grip on my throat and smiling wickedly.

"Don't worry, I won't squeeze too hard just enough to satisfy my dirty girl. Can't let you pass out, right~?"

He then resumes slapping my breasts harder than before, again and again, making my breasts red and marking them with the tips of his fingers. The pain was so intense but it only added to my pleasure. Then the slapping stopped and he let go of my throat holding me tightly by my hips to resume his deep thrusts as he now went slow but rough, his voice breathless as he smirks widely.

"Now, have you learned your lesson? Are you going to be a good girl... or are you a naughty, dirty one?"

Feeling his hand letting go off my throat made me take in several deep breaths, to draw in some oxygen before I answered him. I contemplate for a bit on what to answer him as I try calming my breath, but I just repeat what he already knew...

"A naughty.. one…~"

He leans forward and says with a sly smirk on his face.

"A naughty one, huh? Still not enough? Want more painful slaps?~"

"Never... enough~..... I want Sugu to be.... harsher….~“

"Harsher, you say?! How harsh you want it to be?"

"Turn me over... on the bed and spank me... while continuing your rough pace…~"

A sadistic grin spreads on his lips. The look of me begging, wanting to be spanked, turned him on intensely.

"You want to be spanked on the bed? Fine... I'll show you exactly how harsh I can be~"

His sadistic, lustful look disappears for an instant when he grabs me by the arms lifting me off the floor suddenly to throwing me towards his bed. He gets onto the bed with me, turning me on my stomach and forcefully and effortlessly lifting me by my hips, so I am on my knees and my ass is lifted up before he spoke once more with a sadistic tone.

"Now, you shall have the harshest punishment ever~"

I immediately whimper aroused as I couldn’t wait for him to continue.

"This time, I'll spank you so hard, it'll make your butt cheeks red, then I’ll bruise them, and then scar you. It's going to be the most painful experience you ever had~"

I knew he only said that to keep up his character but I couldn’t help but look at him over my shoulder as I plea and he smirks at me. He loves seeing me like this, begging and pleading.

"No..~ no scarring~“

"Why not? If I want to give you scars, then I will. There's nothing you can do about it but beg. Are you willing to beg me to spare you from that fate?"

He says defiantly raising an eyebrow, amused by my sudden reaction. I immediately lift myself up and turn myself around towards him nodding vigorously.

"Yes! No scarring.. Sugu, please..~“

My hands move immediately towards his groin, palming his still hard cock firmly, stroking him with both hands as I begin taking his tip into my mouth, tongue flat against the underside of his throbbing length, before enclosing it with my mouth, making him immediately groan out loud, his lids fluttering briefly as he leans his head back for a split second gripping a handful of my hair, while I please him and speak with my mouth full of his cock. 

"No- scarring..~ You won't love... me anymore..~"

I say continuously pleasing him with my mouth my eyes locked onto his, my tongue sliding and twirling around his twitching cock, making him groan loudly and grit his teeth as I take him in as deep as I can with a wiggle of my head to push him even deeper down my throat, until I gag and choke on him, forcing a deep guttural groan out of him. His eyes briefly widen as he collects my hair in a messy ponytail holding it tightly to support me as I continue blowing him, my head bopping on him as I lick alongside his whole length, moving further down to suck the skin of his sensitive balls into my mouth, his eyes narrowing while his brows furrow before he frowns at my words and says.

"Are you really that stupid?~ I'll always love you, even if you have scars and even if I disfigure your body completely. I'd still love you, because you're mine. Not because you're pretty, but because you're mine.“

My eyes dart up at him, my movements coming to a halt immediately. He looks at me intensely as I take my mouth off of him with a light smack of my lips. The way he said that made my heart immediately skip a beat and I lift myself, both of us now standing on our knees. My cheeks flushed red from his sudden statement making me feel incredibly content. I couldn’t help but whisper.

"You… really mean that…?"

"Huh, what?"

He asks surprised. My sudden reaction obviously caught him off guard a little bit. The way I suddenly changed my tone makes him look at me intensely and I could feel his character shift to his usual self. He gently places his hand on my cheek caressing me with his thumb.

"Y/N, you know that I love you, right…? No matter what. Nothing could change that or would keep me from that, especially no scars."

He gently places his other hand at the nape of my neck pulling me towards him and kissing me. And the kiss is everything. Calm and gentle at first. Becoming more and more passionate. Erotic. Lustful. Intense. Hot. And the noises we make during are turning us both on even further. I lean backwards pulling him with me onto the bed. He shifts on top of me before breaking off the kiss. My heart racing now extremely as we gaze into each others eyes. Hovering over me a few strands of his hair fall to the front, his eyes moving all over my face, taking in my blush, my slightly narrowed eyes staring up at him in awe while my heavy breathing is giving away how aroused I am. He caresses my cheek gently making me lean into his touch. 

My hand moves towards his hair brushing a few strands of it behind his ear as I take in his gentle smile. His eyes soft just like his touch as I take in all of him. His muscular physique hovering over me, making me sigh aroused, before I feel his hand move down to my thigh gently parting my legs as he leans down for another kiss. The hot and lustful atmosphere was filling us with more and more intent. It was so arousing that it made our desire become uncontrollable. Our panting only made us want each other more and more. 

"Sugu… Take me…Now, please!"

I whisper breathlessly between kisses as I lift my legs sending shivers down his spine, his breath was already hot, when he smirked and nodded, finally giving in to his desires. He moves in between my legs palming his thick cock, stroking himself a few times before gently rubbing his tip repeatedly up and down between my folds, knowing exactly how much I love it when he does that. 

„Ready for me, Y/N?“

He says pushing himself in.The instant his tip enters I sigh in pleasure, a deep and guttural growl escaping him as he let go of his cock to sink in deeper. Hearing my reaction makes him growl louder. The way I sigh… The way I burn up from heat, the way I take him in, sliding up so easily…  How hot and wet and tight I am… All of it made him lose his composure and it was like he couldn't help himself anymore. His hand immediately moves towards my folds, spreading them while he continued thrusting himself into me as he starts rubbing my clit now, making my hips buck and my whole body jolt as I was about to let out a loud moan before his lips go back to move on mine, muffling my voice.

I moan into our kiss instead, as he was overstimulating me now but I love how everything feels, his lips, his hands, his breath, his body on top of mine. His weight on top of me feels like a weighted blanket, giving me an incredibly comforting feeling. Completely overwhelmed nevertheless, my mind goes blank as all I can think about is wanting to come. Our connection now so intense our kiss so deep, no words were needed. 

My intense squeaking sounds and my body moving against his in harmony was such a turn on for him. His grunts and moans become louder forcing our kiss to break off. He grabs me tightly, still vigorously rubbing my clit in circular motions, while mercilessly pounding me. He was already close to his orgasm but he had no intention of releasing before he made a mess out of me. The feeling of our bodies slamming against each other was one of the most intense, erotic, and arousing feelings I ever had. The loud and lewd noises of our bodies were just making everything hotter and more intense. My entire body was shaking from the heat of pleasure. His thumb now rubbing my clit more intensely, occasionally flicking his index finger to then just resume to rubbing with his thumb making me squirm and jolt beneath him, repeatedly exclaiming and gasping in between moans.

Due to his deep thrusts I was literally screaming high pitched in pleasure, as my body caved in. He drove me insane and he knew it, and my orgasm was rapidly approaching while he continued to aggressively overstimulate my clit with his rubs. At the same time he changed the angle of his thrusts, now brushing against a particularly sensitive spot on my gummy walls making me arch my back and scream while I can‘t get enough. Just a few more strokes and I was at my limit. My body tensing up as the pleasure was building up extremely, my breathing now labored as my moans came in quicker and louder before I finally came all over his cock, reaching one of the most intense climaxes I ever experienced. My body quaking and trembling as my core clenches and contracts around him, making him groan loudly and curse under his breath whilst he still moves fast and rough into me.

The instant he felt me orgasm he knew he was going to follow closely after. And oh, how right he was, thrusting through my orgasm chasing his own, uttering and mumbling curses as he kept going. His grip on me became so tight it was almost painful, making his fingertips turn white before the sounds of his own relief eventually grew louder as he kept pushing into me towards his own orgasm, before his moves got more and more irregular until they were nothing but simple jolts and jerks and he eventually stopped moving entirely, pressing himself deeply into me, his cock still twitching and throbbing, releasing spurts of hot cum plastering the insides of my walls. I yell in unison with him as he finally came and I loved the feeling more than anything. The sensation and pleasure of his orgasm were so unbelievable, beyond any description and it took some time for him to recover his breath. His body just twitching and trembling whilst his voice was only a hoarse mutter as he let out an intense guttural sigh while being filled with overwhelming relief. Watching my reactions to him cumming he thinks out loud.

"Y’know you are definitely enjoying this too much…"

He says smirking and chuckling breathlessly while still panting, his grip on my hips still tight and our bodies still connected because none of us have managed to move away yet.

"I can‘t help it…~ You just feel… too fucking amazing."

I say panting, trying to catch my breath from the intense pleasure that still rushes through the entirety of my body and his growl became a soft chuckle. His breathing becomes deeper as he begins to regain his consciousness and his face returns the arrogant grin he wears so well. His hand gently stroking my cheek with his knuckles as he nods.

"Mm-hm, you're forgiven. But you do understand that I can't make you feel completely satisfied with just one go…Right?" 

He leans on his elbow so that he was higher up, hovering, raising his eyebrow and smirking to tease me. I look up at him blushing as I chuckle at his remark.

"How about one more kiss before we continue…~"

He says smiling widely as he leans his lips against mine and gives me one more long last kiss…

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I'LL TAKE CARE OF YOU♡

PAIRINGS: Bodyguard! Toji x reader smut

SUMMARY: Without your knowledge, your father gets you a bodyguard, a very attractive one.

C/W: Creampie, reader is a bimbo, thigh humping, both toji and reader are adults, daddy kink, use of pet names, tojis really rough, dirty talkin

A/N: i got inspired by character ai lmaoo this is my first time writing smut so dont b mean but i'll try to b good enjoy xx

You hear your brother tell you about how father has hired another bodyguard named Toji, but you just shrug it off. You are sitting in your room when the door to your hyper feminine room barges open to see a buff, tall man leaning against the doorframe glaring at you,"You're the brat?"

"Yeah" I mumble gesturing for him to sit on the couch. I was wearing a tight top and skirt, applying my gloss, blinking up at him. I assumed he was the man my father hired me.

As you motion him to sit on the couch, Toji's eyes trail down to your outfit, eyes moving slowly. His gaze remains there for a while, eyes lingering on your lips now that you're applying gloss.

He finally looks away, leaning back and spreading his arms out across the couch.

You sit down, too, watching as Toji seems to relax around you. When you look up at Toji again, he's watching you. His gaze is still on your lips, the corners of his lips turning up into a smile.

"Your name," he asks. "I know your daddy's name. But what's your goddamn name?"

"Oh, I'm Y/n" I said warmly, still putting down my gloss.

"Y/n…" Toji says with a slight grin. "Sounds fancy," he adds, leaning back in his seat. He continues to stare at you for a little bit longer before leaning forward again and placing his hands on his knees.

"You have a boyfriend?" Toji asks you out of nowhere. He seems oddly interested in that.

"Mm thanks. not really though." I say innocently placing myself on his lap.

Toji seems to be caught off-guard by you suddenly sitting onto his lap. His eyes widen in surprise and he quickly clears his throat, nodding his head as he speaks.

"No boyfriend, huh?" Toji asks with a grin on his face now that he's recovered. "So, you're single."

"mm" i mumble.

Toji hums to himself, wrapping his arms around your waist. His eyes travel from your hair, down toward the dress you're wearing. Toji seems to study every inch of your body now that you're sitting on his lap. His gaze is lingering on your chest now, though. He seems to be taking his time to look at everything.

Toji continues to study your body for a few moments longer before finally lifting his eyes toward your face again. His expression is relaxed now as he raises his hands and runs them through your hair softly.

"Your hair is pretty," Toji comments, grinning at you. "You're pretty."

"Thanks" I giggle slightly. "You know daddy's never at home, he's always working." I say sadly.

"You don't see your daddy very often?" Toji asks, running the back of his fingers along your jaw and neck now. His eyes never leave your face, not for a moment.

"He's always busy and I'm always left alone here." I frown shifting in toji's lap.

"Poor baby," Toji sighs softly, leaning down so that you can feel his breath against your neck. His fingers are tracing small circles on your neck, up and down your shoulders.

"How often does your daddy actually see you?" he asks, moving in a little bit to put his head on your shoulder. "Does he pay you any attention at all?"

"Like once a week, sometimes even a month.. He doesn't pay any attention" I whine in his lap now.

Toji nods his head, not once taking his eyes off you. His fingertips are caressing your neck still, massaging your skin gently. His breath is hot against your neck now.

"Well, I'm sure I'll be paying you plenty of attention," he says, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.

I whimper, the color of my cheeks reddening. I start softly grinding on his lap.

Toji feels your movements against him, your body swaying softly back and forth against his. His hands are tracing up and down your back now, one of them running down to your thighs.

He moves his lips closer to you, his lips brushing against your neck to send chills down your spine. He bites his lower lip just to add to the tension.

"And I'll take very good care of you," he says in a low voice, "Make sure your every need is met…"

I whine now, grinding further on his lap,"D-don't tell my daddy about this 'kay?" I say.

"Why's that?" Toji laughs, still massaging your back and running his fingers up and down your legs. "Is he gonna get mad at his little baby? Is daddy gonna get mad at me for playing with his little girl?"

He bites his lip again and looks you right in the eye. I nod in agreement, my movements fastening.

Toji's cheeks flush as he sees your movements speed up. His breath is steady, but he can feel his heart pounding out of his chest.

"We won't tell daddy," he says, leaning in close to you. His breath is hot against your neck and his voice is husky. His lips are just barely touching your skin, his hands tightening on your thighs.

I finish on his thigh, breathing heavily chest heaving, up and down looking embarrassed.

Toji chuckles softly at seeing you flushed and embarrassed. "Look at how cute you are," he sighs, stroking your cheeks softly. "You have nothing to be embarrassed about, alright?"

His hands move from your thighs to your hips now, the skin to skin contact making him shiver."P-please Toji" I beg eyes fixated on him.

"Mmm?" Just the sound of your voice is enough to drive Toji wild. You're begging for him. He has you right where he wants you.

"Please what?" he whispers. The way he's looking at you makes it clear that he'll do whatever you want him to.

He keeps running his fingers up and down your hip, tracing small circles with his fingertips as he speaks again.

"You want me to not tell your daddy about this?" Toji asks, leaning in closer to you. He lifts your chin up so that you're looking straight at him. "Or is there anything else you want from me?"

"Please just.."

The way his voice trails off makes Toji feel a rush of excitement as he stares down into your eyes.

"Please just what?" he asks, leaning down to get his face just a few inches from yours. He wants to hear your words, he wants to hear you beg.

"Please just take me" i beg.

The words are enough to make Toji shiver with arousal. He leans in and presses his lips against yours, kissing you passionately. As he does, he moves down to hug your legs around your waist, lifting you up to sit on his lap. He kisses you like a starving man, as if you're the only thing he's been able to think about for hours and hours. Your body is pressing up against his now as he kisses you, his hands wandering down to your thighs.

He flips you over, getting on top of you, moving onto your neck placing kisses and leaving marks that will be showing for a couple of days.

"Take off the top or i'll do it myself." He say pulling at your top, a moan leaving your lips as you comply. He flips you over again, places kisses onto your nipples, groping harshly, sucking and nipping at the skin, tweaking and pullling in his big palms while sucking the other one. He moves up placing kisses on your jaw while palming your clothes cunt with his hands.

"Gonna break this pussy. Make it mine." He grunts against you, as you whine and moan his name. He takes off his pants springing out his thick red cock, with precum leaking from the tip. He gives it a few pumps while tapping your cheek with it. "Open" he commands and you comply, obediently.

He fucks your throat, mercilessly in and out till tears are streaming down your face, you cough and he takes it out, lining it at your slit.

"It's too big, it w-won't fit." I cough. "You'll make it fit, princess." He says, moving it slightly. He slams in without warning making you cry out.

"T-toji, Ah, m-more." I cry grinding my hips against him.

"You have me balls deep inside you baby, what else do you want?" Toji grins not moving.

"P-please fuck me, daddy. Fuck me raw pleasepleaseplease" I blabbed mindlessly, and he grins at again. He slams his cock inside and fucks me restlessly, moving both my legs up placing it on his shoulders, hitting my cervix as I clenched around him, moaning his name.

"tojitojitojipleasepleaserightthere" I cried out and he picked up his speed at an animalistic pace. "Gonna cum, princess? Gonna cum on daddy's cock?" He groans.

I climax at the same time as him as he pours thick ropes of cum inside me, still fucking me through the climax. Beads of sweat forms on his face as he wipes it while I lay tired.

"Tired already? Want me to put you to bed?" He teases getting off of you and taking you in his arms,"Don't worry baby, I'll take care of you." He says brushing his fingers through your hair softly.

A/N: guys that was the first time i honestly wrote smut so idk how it was so pls dont bear wit me for it but ill take constructive criticism. thanks hope u enjoyed <3

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[yoongsgguktae]

paddle with me 02 | jjk

summary; jeongguk needs time to navigate his feelings. he’s strongly attracted to you—that he knows—but the torment you’ve put him through for years is hard to get over. pairing; jeongguk x reader genre; campcounselor!au | e2l | rivals | smut rating; M (18+) word count; 13.7k+ warnings; mentions of alcohol, cussing, outdoor intercourse, unprotected sex, oral sex betas;  thank you thank you to @breadoffoxy​​ and a friend of mine for reading through my first and second drafts. and thank you to @cutechim​ and @hobeemin​ for reading my outline so so long ago! i cherish you all 💜 a/n;  IT’S BEEN 2 WHOLE YEARS, but it is finally here. Thank you for being patient with me, and thank you in advance for reading. I would recommend reading part 1 of paddle with me as a refresher since it’s been so long lmao.

PART ONE MASTERLIST READ ON AO3

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Jeongguk scarcely notices the images on the canvas, everything is a blur, and the movie is reduced to a low hum in the background. His sights are trained on the poorly hung piece of fabric, but he is too distracted to focus on the scenes unfolding before him. The large linen sheet he is blankly staring at sags against the exterior of the dining hall. Its corners are loose, causing wrinkles to litter the images that dance across its surface, but no one seems to care enough as the camp counselors are all entranced by the movie before them. 

They are seated outside watching a film under the clear night sky, another team bonding activity Namjoon likes so much. Yoongi had set up a projector and a surround sound system he brought from home while Hoseok and Jin hung the makeshift screen earlier that evening. The celebratory movie night is well underway with popcorn, alcoholic drinks, and small bursts of laughter. 

Jeongguk shifts in his seat, and the bean bag slumps with his change in weight as he moves. He has been harboring a growing boner that has become increasingly uncomfortable under the constraints of his pants. His hand unconsciously passes over his bulge as his imagination runs wild with thoughts of your legs around his waist. He is captivated by the memory of your flowy skirt riding up your thighs as you moved in front of him all day while running the seminars since morning.

He barely focused on the standard discussions about staff policies, camp schedules, and safety protocols. For one, he has attended them for the past few years, and Namjoon insists everyone must attend every year regardless, but he was also aggravated once he learned that you were leading the seminars, the ones he used to do. 

He remembered his lips lifted in displeasure as he lowered his gaze to the ground when you stood up to lead the discussions. Jeongguk was close to taking off to get some air, yet after catching your remorseful gaze a few times during your presentation, he realized you were not the problem—it was him. You had apologized, and there was no reason for him to be upset with you when it was not your fault anyway. You were asked to run them this year.

Jeongguk broke from his irritated stupor when you stopped mid-sentence during the discussion to bend forward and pick up your dropped pen. His eyes immediately traveled down your shirt, staring at the exposed tops of your breasts and sucking in his bottom lip as you stood straight. His tiny bit of annoyance faded as quickly as his dick started to harden. His attention had strayed entirely from the seminar discussions before him to lusting for you again.

The movie continues to play on the improvised screen before him, yet Jeongguk is far away. He is lost in his memory of you from earlier today, one that is about you in that skirt you have been wearing. His mouth hangs open, his jaw slack, and his palm unknowingly caresses his erection while zoned out. 

Jeongguk comes to, mouth closing shut as he gulps. He adjusts his posture, sitting up a bit straighter while turning his gaze to the right, towards where you are sitting, with a large blanket across your legs. His eyes move up your figure to see the faint outline of a bruised mark on your neck. One edge of his lips turn up as his gaze sets heavy on the hickey, memories of him giving it to you. The sight alone gets him excited.

You are momentarily distracted from the film when you see movement in your periphery. The slight shift catches your attention since everyone has remained motionless, entranced with the film. You do not have to think twice, already knowing who it is. Feeling a set of eyes boring into the side of your face, almost palpable with how unrelenting his stare is. 

Eyes never stray from the screen; you focus on the action in front of you. Your attempt to ignore him succeeds when you sense him shift his gaze back to the film. A brief moment of relief washes over you before you suddenly feel it again.

Is there something on your face? Why is he staring so hard? This time you cannot hold back your curiosity. You peer over at him in confusion, meeting his eager gaze immediately. 

He raises his eyebrows, lips parting to swipe his tongue across them sensually. Your gaze slips downward to catch the slow movement, feeling a rush of warmth flood your cheeks. You feel weak at that small gesture, your body fully aware of his intentions. Your eyes close momentarily to regroup your senses before you level your gaze back with his. Eyebrows knitted, you mouth a ‘what’.

His smirk grows, the mischievous glint in his eyes more apparent. Jeongguk motions his head with a short nod  and his eyes move in the direction of the small shed behind the group. A shed that lays untouched for most of the season until the grass needs to be mowed or when tools are sought out. It sits concealed by some overgrown bushes across the lawn, out of the way, and tucked in the corner of the main campground. A place very few people venture off to.

Your eyes widen when Jeongguk shifts in his seat, doing his best to rise without a sound. The bean bag slides underneath him, and he stands with caution. Not a single person becomes aware of his movements. You two are the only ones playing this dangerous game. 

He starts to make his way toward the shed, giving you a sultry wink as he walks past you. Your face flushes once again. He wants you to join him. 

Your eyes dart forward to the back of the heads of those in front of you, all too immersed in the film to notice Jeongguk leaving. A slight hint of panic rises in your stomach. You are afraid someone will discover him sneaking off, that he will be caught in the act.

After a few moments, with no one noticing his departure, you slowly get up from your cushioned lawn chair. You do not know where the confidence boost came from, but you have already committed to following Jeongguk’s example. The light blanket in your lap is abandoned onto your seat before you approach his direction with soft footsteps, proceeding to walk across the open field.

A fallen branch snaps under the weight of your foot, halting your movement as you let out a curse under your breath. The untimely coincidence occurred when the movie went silent; such terrible timing on your part. Increased awareness of your surroundings has you still, unmoving, and even holding your breath in case anyone hears. Once the movie volume picks up again, you turn around slowly with your feet planted on the ground expecting to see someone looking your way. All eyes are still on the screen during one of the intense scenes of the movie. You release a small breath and quietly rush towards the shed, not wanting to chance getting caught.

Your shadow bounces off the side of the shed. The movie illuminates a frantic and hurried outline of your movements as you swiftly head toward it. You turn the corner of the structure and make your way to the entrance. The rough texture of the rusty old door handle is hard against your palm. You pull it open while praying the hinges do not creak. With one step inside, your tongue can taste the dust in the air. It is dark and musty, clearly untouched for some time. Your vision starts to adjust to the darkness of the space.

You turn back to face the door, pulling it shut towards you. The hardware latches with a click just as an arm wraps around your front. A small yelp escapes you in shock when a hand snakes under your shirt while the other slams against the door right past your head. “You know, makeup doesn’t do much to cover that hickey of yours.” The words are close to your ears, almost like a shared whisper between two lovers, but the press of his body is aggressive.

Jeongguk has you cornered, his chest pressing his full weight on your back while he pins you against the door. His thumb starts drawing circles on your skin, sending chills up your body, his fingers slightly cold to the touch. In contrast, his warm breath crawls against your collarbone while he noses up your neck.

You lick your own lips, reminiscing how you received it in the first place. “It’s been four days and this thing hasn’t gone away.” The feel of his smile is warm as he drags his mouth over your skin. You continue, “It doesn’t help that you keep attacking the same spot either.” The hot breath of his chuckle makes you flush in excitement. It is almost like a threat, like he wants nothing more than to put you through this agony. He is having fun with this torture he is inflicting on you.

With one hand still roaming your stomach, he brings his other to his lips. His tongue spreads his saliva across his finger as he licks his thumb. Grabbing your nape with care, Jeongguk starts to rub the black and blue area you poorly tried to hide with concealer. This process is repeated before he brings you flush against his front and his mouth connects with the sensitive area once again. 

A wince of pain pushes past your lips; he is relentless with his sucking. “I quite like it on you. It looks good,” he states before returning to the same spot after you crane your neck to give him more access, your body inevitably responding to his touch.

The attention to your neck has you light-headed, vision blurry as your eyes flutter shut, and the sensation runs down your body. Your head—clear of any and all thoughts—is full of just him and the feeling of his weight against you. His movements feel urgent and brazen, as if he is trying to prove a point.

Then the faint memory of this morning gnaws at your subconscious momentarily. You had glanced his way the moment you stood up. His jaw was sealed tight, probably from gritting his teeth, and he had cut his gaze from you the moment you locked eyes.

“You know it wasn’t my idea to present at the seminars this morning,” you whisper, “I should have made Namjoon give you the role of presenter since I know you’ve always done them.”

His palms graze along your body, slipping under your skirt, and Jeongguk hears your breath hitch as he reaches the curve of your ass. He gives it a squeeze, a warning to stop talking about it. His lips stop trailing down your neck, “It’s fine.” He focuses on your bare shoulder, lips grazing your tender skin. 

“I could tell you were upset.”

Jeongguk huffs and his hold on you tightens, “I was not.” 

He does not want to concede to your ridiculous accusations. 

“Yes, you were,” you insist. 

You push back against his body, and the attempt to get him to loosen his hold on you is futile. He effortlessly has the advantage with his large stature. Then again, the moment he feels your ass graze the bulge he has been carrying, he involuntarily relaxes his hold, letting out a hiss at the contact. Fuck, it is the simple things that set him off with you. 

Jeongguk’s large hands spin you around, and your back connects with the door. His head lowers to your height, eyes boring into your gaze, and you cannot help but hold your breath. 

“I said it’s fine. Drop it,” he spits through his teeth.

His hot breath fans across your face, and you can feel the annoyance radiating off his body in waves. He is being stubborn again, bottling up the emotions that hinder him from being honest with you. You roll your eyes with a heavy sigh. “You know, you should stop being so uptight and just accept my apology. I’m trying to say sorry.”

“Uptight?” His deep chuckle has the hairs on your arms stand on end. He rakes one hand through his hair and looks away momentarily. The sharp angle of his jaw is more pronounced while he clenches his jaw. 

You yelp as Jeongguk suddenly tugs you off the door by your hips, whirling you around to shove you against the adjacent wall. One hand comes up to grab the back of your neck, forcibly angling your head to meet his eyes. “I said to drop it because I don’t care.”

You observe him while he holds you in place. His breathing has gotten more ragged, and you know you are the cause of it because of your persisting attitude. You have always been good at pushing him till he breaks, and you are not stopping now. “You are a terrible liar,” you whisper.

His eyes close shut, lashes fanning his cheeks, and he exhales through his nose. “I swear to God,” he pierces you with a maddening glare, only getting closer. He continues with his lips right above yours, “open your mouth again and I’ll walk out of here. Boner and all.”

The man is trying to have his way with you, and all you are doing is babbling. You need him just as much as he needs you right now, and there is no way you are leaving here without having him first. 

Your hands grapple with the front of his shirt and wrench him forward. His lips meet yours instantly, mouths slotting over one another’s in a fervent kiss. The grip along your nape loosens as he winds his digits in your hair, and the stroke of fingertips along your scalp has you sighing into his mouth.

Jeongguk nuzzles his knee between your legs, his thigh coming to sit in the middle of yours, and caresses your clothed cunt as he thrusts it against you. Your needy moan compels him to press even harder, urging more strained pants to fill the tiny expanse of the shed while your tongues continue to entangle.

The cramped space is layered with dust and old grass clippings; it was the closest yet furthest spot to sneak away to without being noticed. There are better places to hook up, but it beats the abandoned outhouse from yesterday. He was desperate to get you away when he laid eyes on your form this morning; the skirt you have on fits your curves just right. He could not wait until the movie ended to have you since he has been restless since the seminars hours ago. The shed will have to work for now.

You let out a shaky breath at the graze of his hand creeping underneath your skirt again. The tips of his fingers skim up your thighs, briefly brushing over your pussy, making you whine until he meets the top band of your underwear. His fingers slip past the material and tug it without effort, dropping it down your legs. Your underwear falls around your ankles, lying discarded on the ground as you step out of them.

He captures your bottom lip between his teeth, giving it a final bite before he breaks the kiss. Your skin feels hot to the touch as he sets his forehead upon your bare shoulder, taking a moment to get air back into his lungs. 

With your underwear gone, his focus is back on your cunt. Two fingers dip inside, and he proceeds to coat them with your cream with shallow thrusts before he takes them out to glide them along your folds. “I love the feel of your slick cunt,” he murmurs against your shoulder. Jeongguk parts your lower lips, his middle finger slipping back and forth on your folds, reaching your clit and giving it the most attention.

Your choked hum exhales close to his ear. One arm embraces his neck, and the other holds onto his bicep for support. His smirk grows wide as he feels your body slumping back against the wall, your legs growing weak at the slightest touch on your feverish cunt. He loves to see you fall apart on his fingers. 

The heavy pants escalate the moment he dives into your warm center again. One, two, then three fingers pulsate against your wall. He thrusts and curls them at a leisurely pace while your breath hitches. In response, you claw his back, and he can feel your nails digging and dragging across the heat of his skin. Your markings are proof of the pleasure he gives you; he wears them like a badge of honor.

Jeongguk raises his head from your shoulder after placing one more kiss on your collarbone. He slips his fingers out, bringing them up to his lips. Your eyes flutter open when he opens his mouth to receive your taste. Lips sealing around his fingers, he sucks them clean while never looking away. 

“So sweet,” he moans around his fingers. He will never stop craving your taste. “Here,” he says, moving to invade your cunt once more, “have a taste.” He plunges back into your warmth, thrusting a few more times before pulling them out.

The tips of his coated fingers lay waiting against your bottom lip. Your mouth opens instinctively to receive them, and Jeongguk’s cock jumps at your willingness to obey his command. He presses down on your tongue, and with lust-filled eyes, he watches you suck yourself off his fingers.

“You love the taste of your own pussy, isn’t that right?” he asks while thrusting in and out of your warm mouth.

You groan in response, eyes closing shut as you slightly gag around his fingers from the force of his thrust. Another jolt runs down his pulsating cock from watching you drool. Seeing the saliva run down your chin gets him hot and needy.

In one swift movement, he pulls away and kneels before you. His knees meet the dusty floor while his hands run down your body and to your thighs. He hikes one leg over his shoulder, letting the balm of your foot rest against the delve of his back as he spreads you in front of him. With a broad hand pushing your hip back against the wall, you steadily balance on one leg underneath his aiding grip.

Jeongguk presses his eager nose against your clit, giving it a small flick with a shake of his head. “You smell,” he inhales your scent with an obscene sound, “fucking amazing.” 

A small whimper drips from your lips at the slightest touch. You grasp at the window frame, grip tight to balance yourself while your other hand weaves into his hair to coax him closer. His mouth moves over the expanse of your pussy. Tongue out and flat against your folds, moving slowly up down but never quite reaching your clit on the up stroke. The heat of his breath feels incredible on your skin, and you shudder when he nips your clit with his teeth.

The surprise yelp you release is cut short when his mouth encloses around it suddenly. The cruel way he sucks at the engorged bud places you in a euphoric state. It is impressive how he has learned to listen to your body, knowing all the ways you like to be handled only after a few times being together.

Your grip struggles to keep you steady as your nails scrape against the window sill, leaving marks along the old, weathered wood of the rarely-used tool shed. The wall against your back is stiff and uncomfortable as you slide down the rough surface, no longer able to hold up your weight due to the overwhelming pleasure Jeongguk’s mouth gives you.

“Oh fuck,” you let out.

The buckle in your knee intensifies as you feel the building pressure between your thighs. Even with his aid, standing is becoming too burdensome, and your legs tremble. 

Jeongguk takes hold of your weakening leg, tossing it over his shoulder. With his large hands, he grabs both of your plump ass cheeks, hauling you up while he continues to devour your cunt sloppily. You yelp in shock at the sudden change in position. The majority of your weight is held up by his shoulders as your back pushes harder, digging deeper against the splintered wall.

You reach out to the nearby shelf crowded with rusted hand tools while your other continues to grasp the strands of his long dark hair. Your arduous attempt to keep steady is all for naught as his tongue persists. The sounds of his feast echo off the walls of the small shed, and you cannot help but gaze at the sight of him while he consumes your clit. 

The small amount of moonlight that shines through the dusty window illuminates his glistening face. His lips, swollen with the labored effort, makes him appear divine between your legs.

Your head knocks back against the wall as your eyes flutter close in ecstasy. The volume of your moans increases with each suction of his hot mouth. Your hips start to move on their own accord, following his rhythm, and you tighten your grasp while you ride on his tongue.

The whines emitting from between your lips halt when Jeongguk abandons his endeavor. His head raises, and his eyes lift to your now open and questioning ones. “You need to be quiet,” he says.

“It’s not like they can hear me,” it takes everything in you not to call him out on his trepidation. For someone who thrives in taking risks—someone who fucked you in the outdoor showers just a few days ago—why is he acting cowardly? The faint noise of the surround sound system blaring the forgotten movie can be heard in the shed. He is being dramatic.

His hand runs up your leg and between your thighs, fingers reaching for your pussy. “Don’t talk back to me when I’m the one on my fucking knees for you,” his stern tone sends a shiver through you while he inserts a finger slowly inside. 

You clamp your mouth shut the moment his thumb begins to draw circles on your clit, and you let yourself succumb to the pleasure once again. “Sorry,” you meekly respond before taking a deep breath through your nose. As you settle into his touch, the subtle smell of cut grass grounds you momentarily.

What started as a slow caress picks up pace, and Jeongguk eagerly inserts a second digit. His two middle fingers slip between your folds, his palm facing downward. The pressure of his curled fingers is unfamiliar in the position, yet the sensation has you reeling in a blissful state. Your lips part slightly, and your breath quickens.

All concentration on keeping quiet is gone when your clit is engulfed by the warmth of his mouth again. Caution is thrown out the window as he keeps up a maddening pace with his thrusts, sending you ever so close to the edge. His other hand clamps around the back of your thigh to keep you open. 

With your chest heaving deeply, your body begins to unravel, every nerve erupting at once. Your orgasm overtakes you and you cum against his mouth. 

Jeongguk moves his lips softly around the clit, to the labia, and around the seeping hole of your pussy. He is gentle with his licks and does his best to clean you up. He sets one leg down, then the other, and watches you slump back against the wall as he gives you time to regroup after the intense orgasm.

“You good?” he asks, rising from his kneeling position.

“Mmhmm, very good,” you sigh.

His bulge is more apparent now that he is standing. He attempts to adjust his hard-on before leaving the shed. Jeongguk steps back and reaches into his pants to fix his boxers.

Your hand reaches out to grab his wrist. “Can I?” you ask.

He stops short at his attempt. Pleasing you and watching you unfold because of him gets him off every time. He did not have any expectations from you, but even he needs his release after something as explosive as what he just witnessed. 

“Yes, please,” he says.

He allows you to pull at the strings of his sweatpants, hurriedly untying them. Your fingers slip inside the waistband, circling around his waist to pull them down to rest at his thighs. You start to descend, dropping your knees to the ground before him; however, he grabs you by the elbow to coax you back up.

You glimpse up at him with eyebrows furrowed, mouth slightly open to question him, but he seizes your thighs and lifts you off the floor. Your breath catches in your throat while your arms wrap around his neck at the sudden change in position, and he feels your nails scrape against the skin of his back. 

Your nails only deepen as he abruptly spears you with his cock. Your wet center readily takes him in without a struggle.

Both of you grunt in unison when your back hits the wall again. Legs wrapped around his waist, his arms holding you up by your thighs, he rams inside you. The swell of your breasts peeks out from the confines of your shirt, bouncing with every thrust of his hips.

Jeongguk tugs down at the low neck of your shirt, releasing them for his viewing pleasure. With your shirt under your breasts, they are lifted and spewed out. With eyes trained on your bust, the bounce of your supple tits fuels his thrusts. 

The shed begins to creak as the force of his hips rocks you. Pulling you off the wall, your hands quickly grab ahold of his shoulder. He turns on his heels, trying his best to concentrate on holding you upright on his cock without slipping out of you. His feet swiftly kick away a hammer lying on the ground while trying to maintain balance as he holds you in mid-air.

“Hold the shelf behind you.”

You loosen your grip around his neck, arms blindly searching for the shelf. Once you grab hold, Jeongguk impales you deeper with no plans of slowing down. The sound of skin slapping and your collective grunts powers his search for release.

Your tits bounce with each forceful thrust. You look mesmerizing with your messy hair, mouth slightly hanging open, and eyes brimming with tears. His hips stutter at the sight of you coming undone on his cock.

“Look at me,” he says. With eyes hooded over, you meet his. “Whose pussy is this?”

“Yours,” you whisper in response.

"Say it louder," he demands.

"Yours!" you shout.

“Fuck,” Jeongguk grunts. His hold tenses around your thighs. “You look stunning… fucked out on my cock like this… absolutely beautiful,” he grunts between every jerk of his hip. He sputters through his own release, warming your center, filling you with everything he had.

He rides out his high with shallow thrusts of his cock, slowly descending from the pleasure. But even so, with his mind clouded with bliss, Jeongguk’s thoughts cannot help but stray to the nonverbal agreement you struck days before.

—

Jeongguk finds himself seated in front of the sweltering bonfire again. It had been several hours since the group returned from the canoe trip and gathered for another round of drinks like the night before. Everyone is a bit tipsy, a few drinks in, and the chatter has increased while the night sky has grown darker. It is only the second day, but it has become the usual nightly routine while campers have yet to arrive.

A freshly opened can in his grasp while he recalls earlier events from the day. It is his third one of the night, and the light buzz in his head tells him he still has a ways to go until he is drunk. The goal is to forget what happened today at the river, at least for tonight—to drown his feelings.

He had witnessed you turn and walk to your bunk while he was trying to get Hoseok off his case. He did not hear from you again until dinner later that night. You sat at the opposite end of the long dining table with wet hair and an oversized shirt, freshly out of the shower. You were ignoring him, keeping your distance, and going out of your way to avoid him. You must have been hiding until dinner was ready because he did not see you for hours.

You were obviously upset at his refusal to talk after returning to camp, but it was not so much a rejection as it was a knee-jerk response to your sudden question. Can you blame him? The hesitancy to trust you comes naturally to him after all you have done. Jeongguk has spent the past few years loathing you. How was he expected to throw away the emotional wound you have left on him all this time over a single hook-up? 

Despite that, the somber expression that painted your features hit him like a ton of bricks, sincerity in your eyes that he had never seen before. But he was still struggling to come to terms with genuinely forgiving you. Yes, he told you back at the river that he forgave you, but the white lie slipped past his lips too quickly. Jeongguk was not entirely convinced that you were remorseful of your past actions—not yet.

He breaks from his thoughts at the sound of your laugh. 

You are sitting across from him again, with Jimin’s arm across your shoulders this time. The rise in body temperature has nothing to do with the fire in front of him but everything to do with how you are snug against his frame. Jeongguk’s posture becomes rigid at how you two are so casual in front of the entire group.

The pair are laughing along with Jin’s retelling of an interaction with a camper’s parents last year. “She saved my ass! That mom was going to wring my neck because I let her son jump off the high dive,” he explains as another round of laughs erupts from the trio. 

Jeongguk stretches the knot in his neck, irritated. He has been ignored all night, yet you easily socialize with everyone around him while continuing to act like he does not exist. One would think he would be used to it after all this time, that he would prefer it this way, but something has changed for him. It stings.

“She should honestly be the one to handle parent complaints. They all love her,” he continues to say about you. 

He would usually be irked with Jin’s praise, but that is not the issue tonight. He observes how you lean closer into Jimin's body as you laugh, your hand slaps his thigh, and Jeongguk catches your gaze mid-chuckle. You waver, sitting motionless like you were caught in the act. He scoffs to himself before raising the forgotten can to his lips, the beer still cold on his tongue. What is going on with him?

The way he downs his beer has the hairs on the back of your neck stand straight. Suddenly Jimin’s arm around you feels heavy as Jeongguk holds your gaze over the rim of the can. He lowers it down in his lap again, using the back of his hand to wipe across his wet lips.

His clenched jaw is evidence of the anger you gather is raging within him. This is the moment he would typically stand to leave, to escape. You are waiting for him to get up and storm off, but he stays unmoving, his attention not straying away from you in the least. Your face flushes with warmth, and you avert your attention down to the can in your own hand, flicking the tab to keep yourself busy, focusing on the sound it makes as you drown out the people around you. The sound of their voices becomes muffled in the background.

You used to gush under all the praise, soak it in and flaunt it outwardly on purpose in front of Jeongguk. But things are different now. You no longer want to be in the spotlight after learning how much he despises you because of it. The desire to mock him ceased to exist the moment he carried you into the water after the most mind-blowing sex you have ever experienced. 

The way he gently cleaned you, took care of the aftermath of your escapade, had your stomach churn with desire. A desire to be wanted by him beyond a physical way. His act of tenderness made you believe he wanted that too.

But you were left a fool. His rejection hit you hard, a big slap to the face you were not expecting, and took you by surprise. You were, and still are, confused at how Jeongguk has shown interest in you but then seemingly wrote you off when you arrived back at camp. As if it meant nothing. 

It is embarrassing to think you gave yourself entirely to a man who expressed no interest in you as soon as reality hit him. You have concluded that he made a mistake, that he probably regrets everything because it seemed like he wanted nothing to do with you afterwards. It is humiliating how you thought he may have wanted more when his actions say otherwise. 

Avoiding him since you got back has been your only escape from heartache. You cannot bear the thought of another rejection. The time between now and when you arrived from the canoe trip was spent hiding in your bunk, but then something shifted in you when you laid eyes on him during dinner. As you locked eyes with him, you became angry and irritated. How dare he use you like that and act as if nothing happened. 

You sit here now in front of the fire, him just on the other side, and you want to scream and tell him off.

The group around you start to rise out of their seats, pushing you to take a deep breath to settle the rising anger. You did not notice how long you were stuck in your head and how much time had passed. People were yawning and collecting their empty cans; it was late. 

“I’ll grab some water to put out the fire,” you say out loud while the others start to head to their bunks. Grabbing the water jug from behind your seat, you walk to the lake's edge. You squat, setting the jug in the still and cold water. The sound of frogs in the distance keeps you company as the liquid spills into the container. The water fills to the brim, so you tip the jug to dump some back into the lake. The sound of footsteps behind you is masked by the sound of the water dribbling into the body of water before you.

You stand startled as you feel a presence behind you, heart hammering in your chest and turn only to find Jeongguk stalking towards you with long strides. Glancing past his shoulder, you realize everyone has left, and it is just you and him. Well shit, there goes avoiding him. 

His hands reach out, fingers brushing your grip around the handle. “Give it to me. I’ll put the fire out.”

“No. I can do it myself,” you spit, shaking your head and huffing from the exertion. The jug full of lake water takes a lot of effort to carry, the weight of it heavy under your drunken grasp. You swing it into your other hand, switching arms due to the burden. He reaches for it another time. “No, I got it.” You step to the side and continue walking toward the bonfire.

Jeongguk sighs and spins to your retreating figure. Needless to say, you are struggling with the heavy load, but you are being stubborn about it. He takes steps to reach you and extends his hand again. “Just give it to me,” he says as he grabs your hand. The jug slips from your hold as you yank it away from his reach the moment his skin touches yours. It meets the ground with a hard thud, the water pouring out of the container and into the soil.

He meets your irritated scowl. “Can you fuck off?” you bite in his direction. Your shoulders stay tense as you grab hold of the jug again, heading back towards the lake to refill it on his account. Jeongguk rolls his eyes and kicks at the sand beneath his feet. None of this would have happened if you could stop being so stubborn. He was merely trying to help.

He hangs his head while you walk past him, taking a deep breath before turning in your direction to catch up with you. With his hands in his pockets, he strolls by your side as you return to the fire again. “Why are you being like this?” he questions. 

You scoff in return, your steps not faltering in the least as you continue to walk with him beside you. “Why am I being like this?” You return his question with one laced with sarcasm, and he has to hold himself from rolling his eyes again, a quick-witted response on the tip of his tongue before you continue. “Honestly, I’m a little upset that you completely blew me off earlier.” You move the jug to the other hand.

He glances at your side profile, baffled by your accusation as if he did not hear you correctly the first time. “Blow you off?” he stammers. His hands come out of his pockets, raised in the air. “How could you expect me to have an answer so quickly after what happened?” 

You two reach the bonfire, the flames' gleaming light across your skin as he meets your glare. “I need time to sort it out in my head first. I don’t know what else you want me to say,” he reasons. He has never felt so conflicted before, and now you think he hates you.

“Well, I don’t know. You responded pretty quickly to my kiss and fucked me without any hesitation.” His face reddens at the statement, involuntary jerking in response to your words. “Didn’t think it would be hard to get an answer from you,” you continue.

Before Jeongguk can respond, he follows the rise of your arm as you lift the container above the flames, tipping it over and allowing all the water to spill over the raging fire. The sizzle of the wood increases as the fire goes out before only minor strains of the dying fire are heard. A cloud of smoke surrounds you two briefly, but your eyes never drift from his.

“You and I both know that wasn’t planned,” he says, looking away while the smoke settles. He clears his throat, aware that you continue shooting daggers in his direction. “We were both caught up in the moment.”

The container falls from your grip, the loud impact startling Jeongguk and making him face you again. You stand straight with clenched fists and ask, “So you’re saying you made a mistake and weren’t thinking straight?” 

His eyes go wide momentarily. “No. That’s not what I’m saying at all.” Shit. “I’m saying that I need time to sort out my conflicting feelings.” He winces immediately as the words come out of his mouth. Your eyebrows pinch together and the corner of your lips turn down, the pain across your face evident. 

Before he can apologize for his poor choice of words, you cut in. “Conflicting?” you look off to the side, hands coming up to fold in front of your chest. “Whatever. Go ahead and take your time to figure out your conflicting feelings. Then get back to me.” Refusing to hear yet another excuse from him, you sidestep him again and make your way to your cabin, accidentally kicking the empty jug in the process. 

His choice of words hurt you, and he should not have said it that way. It made it seem like he was not interested in you, but you were making assumptions about him that were incorrect and unfair. Jeongguk steps around the container, nearly tripping over it as he follows behind you again in a rush. “Are you really going to act like a child until then?” 

You turn your body to face him, your feet continuing to move backward in the direction of your bunk. “You know what, Jeongguk,” with your hands raised, “yes, I will. I will act like a child until you figure your shit out.” You spin on your heels and climb the porch of the cabin.

He scurries to catch up, taking the steps two at a time. His hand grasps your arm before you can open the cabin screen door, tugging you softly and turning you around. “What do you want from me?” he huffs, hand running through his hair roughly. Despite his curt tone, his eyes are soft, and the wrinkles around his brows pull together in worry.

“I would like for you to be honest with me, Jeongguk. Your actions tell me one thing, but you verbalize something else entirely.” You can hear the way your voice sounds defeated as you utter what has been bothering you since the canoe trip earlier that day. You have to force yourself not to pout, to put on a false bravado while maintaining eye contact with him.

He looks away, face taut and lips tight before replying, “Our relationship isn’t really conventional, is it? We’re not exactly friends. We’re the opposite, honestly.”

Another stab to the heart. Does this boy not know how deep his words cut you? “Then why did you kiss me back there if you hate me so much?” you sneer, the quiver in your voice apparent, unable to hold it in this time. You curse yourself for showing weakness, briefly shaking your head while gazing down at your feet. Damn him and your inability to keep your emotions in check. 

“I’m attracted to you, ok?” He almost yells, his voice intensifying as the confession stumbles from his lips. The air hangs heavy around you two, and you witness him tugging at his brown locks in frustration. He breathes, lowering his voice to continue, “But I don't know how I feel beyond that. I'm still trying to figure out my emotions. It’s not every day that I have sex with someone just for the fun of it. I’m not that type of guy,” he explains.

“You're attracted to me?” you whisper. Your fingers reach for the edge of your shirt, grip tight around the fabric. You must have heard him wrong, tricked by an over-active, sleep-deprived, and twisted imagination. You should feel elated to hear such words from him, but it simply makes your stomach sink. 

He furrows his brows. “Well yeah. I thought that much was obvious.”

For a fleeting moment, the panic you have been feeling returns to your chest, and you feel utterly bare, as if he could see right through your facade and that he would call you out on it. You scoff, “Yea, because you saw me naked. Why else would you be attracted to someone like me?”

The memory of your previous relationship comes forth, an ex-boyfriend who made you feel worthless and insecure. But before you can fall back into that dark place you fought hard to escape, Jeongguk steps closer, pulling your attention back to the present. 

Your back meets the cabin door as you retreat from his approach. “Can you stop playing stupid?” he spews with hot cheeks and nose flaring. His blood is boiling at your foolish response.

He observes how you look down at your feet, struggling to maintain eye contact with him after what you said. Your vulnerability is strange to witness. In his eyes, you are the most fearless and assertive woman he knows, but to have you standing silent in front of him while making self-deprecating comments in jest has him stunned. This is not like you.

He can see it now, see the hurt he has caused you over how he handled what happened earlier that day. He brushed you off too quickly, and now you have conjured all these negative narratives about his behavior. Since you walked away after returning to camp, you have had the entire night to create this false sense of insecurity for which he is responsible.

He did this to you. He pushed you away.

Jeongguk spans the distance, reaching for your face. One palm cradles your cheek while the other grasps your nape, fingers gently threading through your hair. He angles your head to meet his gaze. His heart pumps erratically in his chest while you grab onto him. Your soft fingers curl around his wrist, and you lean into his touch. “Please. Please don’t talk about yourself like that.” His voice is soft in contrast to moments ago. The need to comfort you, to erase the doubt that runs across your features, is the strongest emotion he has felt towards you yet. This frightens him.

The warmth of his mouth finds yours without warning, making you gasp in surprise. Jeongguk’s hold of your face slides down to your hip, pulling you tight against him as you kiss him back with eyes fluttering shut. Since the canoe incident, he has yearned to taste you, a secret he would never admit to you—a secret he has not even admitted to himself until this very second.

Your desire does not go unnoticed by him as your hands reach for his shoulder to bring him closer, urging your body against his and erasing all distance. Your body's heat feels so blissful that his fingers curl deeper into your skin, making you moan against his mouth. That sound, your sweet and breathy moan, goes straight to his dick. He has never felt so hungry for someone the way he is infatuated with you.

He moves to explore deeper into your mouth, tongue darting out to flirt with yours while he presses you further into the door, his hard cock pressing into your body as he leans into you. Your hand wanders into his long hair as you respond desperately to his kiss with a whine, tugging softly. He deeply groans in approval at every swipe of your tongue on his. 

He draws your bottom lip between his teeth before pulling away and meeting your forehead with his, stepping back to give you room. Both of your breaths are haggard, chests rising erratically as you two try to regain air in your lungs. Jeongguk opens his eyes to see yours slowly flutter open, lust swimming in the depths of your gaze.

The certainty that you want him just as bad is evident in the way a mix of sighs and whimpers involuntarily spill from your lips when Jeongguk moves to kiss the expanse of your neck, and you arch your head to expose more of your neck to him. His lips trail down to your collarbone to leave wet, open-mouth kisses. “Can I have you again?” he whispers into your skin as he continues to run his lips along your shoulder. 

Your hands meet his firm chest, compelling him to step back. A sudden moment of panic washes through him as you push him away. Did he read your signals wrong? But you stun him when your hand grasps the front of his shirt and opens the cabin door behind you. Your pull on him almost knocks him off his feet before he finally follows your steps inside your private bunk.

—

You cannot help but feel your stomach drop while you fixate on how he hastily pulls his sweatpants over his hips. His large hand moves to tie them in place after laying around his ankles during your hook-up in the shed. 

Hook-up. 

You must remind yourself that this is all this is—this exchange of your bodies and pleasure is not laced with any emotions. At least, that is what you have to keep telling yourself. After another round of sex following the confrontation a few nights ago, you two have been discreetly meeting for sex almost daily. It was not an arrangement per se. It just happened. Nothing would have prepared you for this. For one—his stamina is incredible, and no one told you how hard it would be to have casual sex without it getting messy. You can see yourself falling but do not know how to stop it.

Jeongguk’s muscles strain as he reaches for his shirt on the floor. He pulls it over his head and pats away the collected dust. You are simultaneously putting your skirt back on and fixing your shirt to busy yourself. You feel self-conscious every time, never knowing what to say after all the dirty things he whispers in your ear as he spears you with his cock. These exchanges are becoming more frequent, yet you still have not figured out how to make it less awkward post-sex.

He finds your underwear hooked over the lawnmower's handle, grabs it, and shoves it in his back pocket before you have the chance to ask for it. You look at him in question. “I’m sorry, do you want to wear your panties that were on the dusty lawnmower?” he asks with a slight grin and one eyebrow raised.

A flush creeps across your cheeks. Returning to the movie without anything underneath your skirt while his load slides down your inner thigh makes your face feel impossibly hot. How his eyes twinkle with mischief makes you realize how much he enjoys this. “It’s fine. I can wear it.” You reach your hand out, waiting for him to hand them over.

He shakes his head, that smile never leaving his lips as he grabs your hand and pulls you to him. His head coming down next to yours and his mouth near your ear. “Raise your leg,” he commands, his hot breath fans your neck. You place your hands on either of his shoulders for balance as you do as you are told.

Jeongguk retrieves your underwear from his back pocket. He plucks away a piece of grass and holds them before you, encouraging you to step into them. You raise one leg, slip it through the opening, and then the other. You feel his hands brush your legs as he helps slide the thin fabric up your thighs, over your ass, then securing them around your hips.

His hand cups your cunt suddenly, long fingers fondle your engorged folds, and you immediately let out a whimper at the touch. “You’re dirty in more ways than one now,” he snickers before pulling back with an even bigger smirk. He turns and heads to the shed door, opening it wide so you can pass through first, but you are rooted in place.

You are thankful for the darkness as you feel your face flush.

“Come on. We got to be back before the movie ends,” he reasons, laughing at your shocked state.

Feet finally moving, you walk past him and through the opening. Jeongguk follows shortly after, shutting the door quietly behind him. With light steps, you two head back to the makeshift outdoor movie theater; everyone is still too engrossed in the film to notice your arrival. You sit back in the seat you had abandoned, picking up the blanket that had since fallen on the ground during your absence. Luckily, an intense fight scene is playing, masking the sound of your return.

Jeongguk takes his respective seat just as he catches Taehyung slightly turning his head to make eye contact with him. The corners of his lips rise, a knowing smirk plastered on his face as he raises his eyebrows suggestively. Jeongguk curses under his breath, the tip of his ears turning red in response. He focuses back on the screen before he glances to see if Taehyung is still looking at him. 

He catches his gaze again. This time, Taehyung shakes his head with the same smirk and turns back to continue watching the film. He takes a deep breath, embarrassed for getting caught, yet he is thankful that it is Taehyung, of all people. Any other person would give him shit, probably stop the movie and make a scene.

The film ends, and the clean-up crew stays behind to take down and deconstruct the theater. Jeongguk observes you heading back towards the cabins with Yoongi and Seokjin in tow while he waits to help dismantle the screen. If he is honest with himself, he was hoping you would turn around to mouth goodnight or even a wave, but you continue with the guys and head into your bunk for the night.

A tap on his shoulder grabs his attention, and he turns to find Taehyung creeping close. “So, how long has that been going on?” he asks under his breath.

Jeongguk’s fingers tighten around the fabric, visibly wincing in embarrassment. Again, he finds himself in a predicament that he cannot escape. He glances around him, gauging to see if anyone else is listening or paying attention to them. They are all busy packing away the sound system or moving the chairs back into storage. 

“It’s nothing serious. We uh,” he looks around and continues under his breath, “We’re sort of just hooking up.”

“Oh?” Taehyung says too loudly. “It’s about damn time.” His hand comes down to pat him on the back, congratulating him.

Jeongguk folds the sheet in his hands, smoothing it down and setting it on the table. He clears the doubt creeping up his throat. “Yea, but it’s not as simple as you think.”

He has been struggling to understand the way he feels about you. These emotions are repeatedly brought up following your hook-ups; after it is all said and done, he wants more. But that is just it—more of what?

“Hmm,” Taehyung looks beyond the cabins and into the woods, “Do you want to go to our spot and talk about it?”

The tension in his body releases at his words. What a relief it would be to talk to someone about how he has been feeling. Immediately he takes him up on his offer, nodding in response. Taehyung jerked his head toward the direction of a large boulder at the edge of the lake that had become their designated spot. Abandoning his task, Jeongguk follows behind his friend. 

The boys take the small dirt path through the woods, a testimony to how frequently they have visited this site over the years. Taehyung walks ahead and reaches the boulder first, climbing up the side. Jeongguk mirrors his actions and sits perched at the top, facing the expanse of the lake with Taehyung right beside him. The camp is no longer in view, the light of every cabin dims between the trees, and they are secluded.

Jeongguk sighs, his hand coming up to ruffle the hairs on the back of his head while he sits crossed-legged. “I’m assuming you know what happened during the canoeing trip four days ago?” He peers over to Taehyung, thankful that the sun has settled, and he cannot see his face flush with humiliation.

Taehyung laughs, leaning on his hands as he throws his head back in amusement. “Of course I do. That’s all everyone talked about for the next day or two.”

“Great.” He rolls his eyes. Of course, the whole damn group would know about it. Hoseok and his big mouth. He should not be surprised at how quickly the news had spread among the camp counselors. Nothing is kept secret for long.

“Yeah. Namjoon had informed us of his plan to put you two together that morning.” Jeongguk’s head snaps to gape at his friend. “We knew something, good or bad, was bound to happen.”

This was a complete setup. The boys went behind his back and planned this whole thing without telling him. “You couldn’t have warned me?” He looks at Taehyung intrusively and shakes his head as his friend laughs. “Whatever dude. Thanks for the heads up.”

“You never would have agreed to it in the first place. Of course, it had to be kept a secret.” Taehyung sits up. “But hey, looks like it worked out in the end. No?” 

Jeongguk stays silent, mewling over the rhetorical question. He cannot deny that things have been going well since then in terms of extracurricular activities.

“Do you regret it?”

He picks up a lone branch off the boulder's surface as he considers the question. The atmosphere around the two is getting more serious now that they’re talking about feelings and all, something Jeongguk has a hard time with. He twirls the branch in his hand as he responds, “No, but it’s more of what happened after that caught me off guard.”

His shoulders slump forward while Taehyung stays quiet, waiting for him to continue wordlessly. He has always been a great listener and never pushes the conversation, which he appreciates. 

“Well, first and foremost, she apologized to me. But it was what she said after we got back,” he sighs, glancing at Taehyung before gazing back at the lake. “She asked me where we go from there. About us,” the branch in his grasp snapped in two, “and I didn’t have an answer for her.”

“You left her hanging?”

Jeongguk throws the broken branch into the lake, watching as the ripples race across the surface. “I asked her to give me time because I’m not—or at least I wasn’t entirely over the bullshit she’s pulled on me for the past couple of years. It’s difficult to overcome my hatred for the stuff she put me through. But I’ve come to terms with the fact that I’m attracted to her, that I like the feel of her lips on mine.”

Sounds of crickets, frogs, and the occasional fish breaking the surface, fill the silence as he processes that last sentence. The hairs on his arms involuntarily stand on end as he ruminates about your kiss, how soft and delicate they were. However, he cannot help but feel an unsettling churn in the pit of his stomach.

“The only time we spend together alone is when we're fucking. We sort of agreed to this arrangement in the meantime.” Jeongguk shrugs. “We both have admitted being attracted to one another, and it’s been nice and all, but–”

“To be honest, it sounds like you're leading her on though,” Taehyung cuts in, picking up a small rock and toying with it in his hands. 

Jeongguk sighed deeply at the thought. “Yeah, I'm realizing that now. I'm starting to feel like I want more,” he admits aloud, speaking this truth for the first time. He has been struggling with this idea for the past few days. The more time he spends with you, albeit it is typically all physical, he finds himself looking forward to the next time you two get to be alone. This time, not only for pleasure.

However, an inkling of doubt still passes through his mind when he considers what a relationship with you would be like. “I’ve never dealt with someone like her before. Someone who would challenge me. I’m used to people being fake nice to me, using me for my status. To have this girl, who doesn't know me or my upbringing, challenge me in every aspect—it intimidated me, to be honest.” He places his head in his palms. “God, I could never let anyone know about that. People would think I'm weak.” 

“No, it doesn't mean you're weak at all. She is intimidating.” Taehyung laughs. “She’s a strong woman, and I think that allures you. It’s what attracts you to her.”

He raises his head, hands passing through his hair before bringing them into his lap and relaxing his shoulders. “Yeah, you can say that.”

Again things go quiet around them, while an owl in the distance hoots in the middle of its nightly routine, Jeongguk ponders on that notion. Perhaps Taehyung is right. Independence and assertiveness are qualities he admires in you. However, it was not like that before. He felt replaced when you first stepped into the picture, and he struggled with his jealousy over the attention and responsibility you took away from him. 

Taehyung throws the rock he has been playing with into the lake, inevitably breaking the silence. “You should talk to her soon. Especially before the kids arrive on Sunday.”

“Yeah, I will.” He needs to resolve this problem soon. Things would only get messy once the kids arrived.

Taehyung turns to look at him, meeting his eyes with sincerity. “While we can’t control what memories stick with us or not, we can control what we choose to focus on,” he begins, “We can choose to focus and ruminate about past wrongs committed against us, or we can move on from it and make new memories.”

Jeongguk slowly nods, taking it in. He brings his knees to his chest and looks out onto the lake while Taehyung’s words repeatedly play in his mind.

Taehyung rises, wiping the dirt from his rear and stretching his arms over his head. “Let’s head back?”

Jeongguk looks up at him and motions a hand up to him. Taehyung grips his hands and helps him onto his feet. The pair climb down the rock, taking the same path back to the campsite.

—

Jeongguk finds himself alone in the same spot the following evening, on top of the boulder and eyes fixated out onto the lake as he sits with his thoughts. The sun has long since gone down, and the moon is a tad brighter than yesterday, glistening on the lake’s calm surface.

The counselors had called it a night after an exhaustive hiking trip earlier in the day, and he was the last to get out of the shower. He had made his way to his own cabin to follow suit, but Taehyung’s words rang through his head the entire time he lay in silence, and he felt restless, unable to sleep. He had slipped out of his bunk after tossing and turning for over half an hour before he reluctantly got up to get fresh air.

Jeongguk’s gaze would meet your figure as he observed you throughout the hike. He saw how you interacted with others, in awe of how social and outgoing you are. You get along with everyone around you, this he has always known, but he has been more attentive lately. His stomach fluttered when you approached him and wordlessly shared your trail mix with him; the smile on your face when he accepted your offer made his ears hot. 

The small action affected him tremendously, and he has not stopped thinking about it since. He is finding that these types of gestures are easy to appreciate coming from you and that it is not difficult to push aside the past resentment he had harbored for years. 

He has often caught himself thinking of the possibilities of your friendship had he not been so envious of you. Many ‘what ifs’ have plagued his mind since last night’s conversation.

Taehyung is correct; making new memories is far more effective than continuing to mull over the past.

The rock beneath him begins to feel uncomfortable as he has been sitting out here for some time and not realizing how late it has become. He contemplates heading back and trying to sleep, but the sound of someone setting a canoe in the water catches his attention. From his position on the boulder, Jeongguk can see the camp’s dock extending far into the lake and witness someone climbing in there. 

The person begins to paddle to the center, the movement creating ripples along the water’s surface. Who would be out here this late?

Jeongguk stands, stretching from his stiff position, and begins to head back to try and catch some sleep. Whoever that is must want some time alone, and he does not want to intrude. He clears the woods after walking the path back to camp and glances one more time out to the lake to observe the figure in the canoe. 

The moon’s light illuminates your figure; he can see your face more clearly from where he stands now. He stops in his tracks. What are you doing out there? He thought he saw you head to bed after he got out of the shower and that everyone was sleeping by this time. 

Curious to know what you are up to, he takes light footsteps towards the dock, where several empty canoes lay anchored in the water. The opportunity to discuss the chaos in his mind, the ones he started to unpack with Tae the night before, presents itself at this moment.

You sit idle in the middle of the lake, a place of isolation and room to think. The temperature is warmer than expected; you expected the air to be crisp without the nightly bonfire. Removing your sweatshirt to get more comfortable, you move to sit in the hull of the canoe and use the piece of clothing as a pillow while you lay back to admire the night sky and mull over the current status of your relationship with Jeongguk. 

Relationship? It is nothing close to what you would consider a relationship, more like a nonverbal understanding between two people who cannot openly communicate their real feelings. You know this, and you have acknowledged it, but juggling your emotions around him is becoming exhausting. With every touch of his lips on your skin and the roam of his fingers along your curves, you are falling deeper and deeper into something beyond lust.

Yet, you have never felt so lonely, ironically enough, because he may not feel the same way. It is simply an exchange of pleasure; he probably enjoys getting his dick wet and does not want anything beyond a physical relationship. He never gets too intimate, there is little to no kissing between you, and he never spends the night. An unsettling feeling always drops in the pit of your stomach every time he starts to fasten his pants back on. His boundaries are clearly set without having to be voiced.

Jeongguk’s demeanor changes around others. He typically stays on the opposite end of any group activity, as if he is trying to put the most distance between your bodies when around the counselors. He never sits beside you, walks beside you, and avoids talking to you directly. The limited interaction in a public setting is a big contrast to when you are alone. He is all over you, engulfing you in his stature, and you have his complete and undivided attention. 

Sex. That is all it is to him. 

It sucks. You want more, and it is starting to hurt whenever you get together, but you cannot seem to stop taking the opportunity to have him at every chance. You do not know how much longer you can take this exchange before you regret ever giving yourself to him, waiting on the day he admits not wanting anything more beyond the hook-up. 

“Hey.”

Frightened by the sudden voice, the canoe rocks beneath you as you jolt and sit up, startled. “Holy shit,” you almost scream. You meet eyes with Jeongguk’s familiar, nearly obsidian ones. His lips' ends are curled into a soft smile, suppressing a laugh. 

His attempt is futile as he lets out a breathy chuckle. “Sorry for startling you.”

Gripping the edges of the canoe, you pull yourself up from the hull and onto the seat as you collect yourself, trying not to outwardly cringe at your obnoxious screech. The blush across your cheeks feels hot while you glance at Jeongguk, only to see him rotating his boat to sit parallel to yours. He sits opposite you, both on either end of your respective canoes, facing one another in the middle of the lake alone. The moon is high in the sky now, signifying how late it is.

“I wasn’t expecting someone else to be in the middle of the lake at a time like this.” You tuck some hair behind your ear, trying to settle the frantic heartbeat in your chest.

Jeongguk places his paddle down before turning his attention back to you. “I saw you paddling out here by yourself. I thought I’d leave you alone for a bit before coming to interrupt.”

“What are you doing outside your bunk so late at night?” you ask.

He shrugs. “Same as you. Thinking. Clearing my head.” Jeongguk pushes a sigh past his lips, a hand running through his hair.

You nod, looking down at your hands and picking at your cuticles while a silent pause settles between you two. Everything around you goes quiet except for the occasional sounds of frogs croaking in the distance. You wonder what he means by clearing his head and why he seems troubled by it. Is he tired of you yet? The topic of his ‘conflicting feelings’ clouds your mind.

“I think it’s time we talk about us,” he says, breaking the heavy silence.

And there it is. 

Your eyes immediately move to him in shock, but you quickly divert your attention to the woods behind him, not able to look him in the eyes. With no audible response, you nod for him to continue while you clutch your sweaty hands.

“I want you to know that I don’t regret that day.” he pauses, a blush creeping on his face. “You know, the day out on the river.” 

The hazy fog of your first hook-up briefly passes through the front of your mind; now you are also blushing. Your flitting gaze shifts to your hands, the lake around you, and the camp close to shore—you are looking everywhere but at him.

“And all the times we’ve been together since,” he rushes out his words as if reassuring you.

Your ears feel like they are on fire; you want the world to swallow you at this very moment.

Jeongguk coughs, clearing his throat before drawing a breath that releases the tangled knot of words in his heart. “But more importantly, I want you to know I’ve forgiven you. Forgiven you for all the bullshit.”

Your head jerks in his direction. “I—” you start and stop suddenly as he raises his hand to halt your train of thought.

“You don’t need to explain yourself. You’ve already apologized, and I heard the sincerity in your voice. I’m ready to move past it all,” he explains. “I also acted like an ass towards you, and again I apologize for it.”

“I know. I don’t blame you.” 

The relief you feel, you feel like a heavy weight has been lifted off your shoulders.

“Can I ask you something?” you question. He nods, motioning you to continue. “That night last year, when it was just the two of us. Do you remember?”

He nods again. “The last night of camp.”

“Yea.” You pause and look away. Maybe you should not bring this up. Perhaps you are reading too much into it. Your mouth feels dry, and the fluttering feeling in your stomach builds as you contemplate the following few words. You return your gaze to him to see him watching you intently, hanging onto your every word. “Why did you let me in? Telling me about your home life, family, and so-called friends. You hated me, yet you opened up that night.”

Jeongguk regards you solemnly as you go back to fiddling with your fingers. That kind of hurt, being reminded how he openly hated you. “Because I overheard you complaining about your mom earlier that night. I empathize with you.”

That night was when he realized that you’re just a regular person. Beyond his hatred, he could see that you also hurt.

“Oh.”

Jeongguk explains further, “I know what it’s like to have unrealistic expectations put on your shoulders, and I thought it could comfort you knowing you’re not alone.”

With your arms cradling your midsection, you look down at your feet. “And it was comforting. You were comforting that night.”

Your mind immediately goes back to that moment your gazes met while talking. That was the first time his eyes were not full of hatred or anger; they were soft and relaxed. He spent the entire summer sending you scornful looks and scrutinizing your every move, but at that moment—the end of camp—you finally saw him like other people did. 

The following few words leave your lips without much thought while you lift your gaze back to his face. “If we’re being honest, I wanted to kiss you then,” you tell him, looking down at his lips quickly and then back to his eyes. 

“Yeah, I know.” Jeongguk mirrors your actions and peers down to your lips, ones he has become obsessed with lately. They pinch together in haste while your brows crease together in confusion.

“You knew? What—”

“Because I wanted to too. I just didn’t have the balls to actually do it.” He sees the ends of your lips lift, then he realizes what he said. Poor choice of words on his part. “Shut up.” Jeongguk chuckles.

The curve of your smile rests in a straight line after a few moments of shared laughs. With a small voice, you tell him, “I wouldn’t have guessed with the way you greeted me when I arrived at camp.” You look away for a moment, out onto the lake, before you continue, “I thought perhaps we could have reconnected, but you were so quick to insult me that I thought that night meant nothing to you. That what we shared meant noth—”

The words fail to leave your mouth when he grips the edge of your canoe to pull you forward, dragging you closer to him. Your body jolts, but he grabs your hand to balance you.

“I’m sorry for my brash response to you that day. It was extremely immature of me.” He was trading insults with you not long ago, going at each other with no remorse or sympathy. Now he is holding your hand, thumb gently sweeping along your knuckles. “Isn’t it strange to think that just a while back, we were always fighting?” he asks.

“Like cats and dogs”, you quip, “I didn’t ever think we’d be here like this.” You brush your hair off your shoulders and sit up straighter. He can see your mind running, overthinking like you always do. “Where do we go from here?” you whisper.

This moment feels like déjà vu, bringing him back to the day of the canoe trip. This time, he will not leave you hanging as he did.

“Come.”

Jeongguk grips your hands, drawing you to get up as you shakily stand in your canoe, moving one leg at a time to climb over into his. He lets go of one hand to grab your hips, never dropping your hand as he helps you over by carefully pulling you forward, grip tightening as both your feet land steadily in front of him.

Effortlessly he brings you towards him, craving to have you near. Hands moving down from your hip to the back of your thighs to pull you onto his lap. Once again, he finds you straddling him in a canoe. The hairs on his arms stand on end as you snake your arms around his neck for balance. Your fingers feel cold to the touch, making him shiver in your embrace.

Your body is close but he pulls you closer with his hands on your lower back, fingers moving under your shirt to feel your soft skin. The bit of light shining from the bright moon allows him to gaze into your eyes. The silence is comfortable as the abandoned canoe slowly starts to drift away.

Taeyhyung’s words echo in his mind. Leading you on was never his intention, and he only realizes now that he was doing precisely that. All along, he has been thinking about himself and how he may not be ready for a relationship in his final year of school. His life responsibilities will only grow after graduation. Being in a relationship was at the bottom of the list. The next few years are already mapped out for him by his parents; adding a girlfriend onto that would only serve as a distraction. 

But everything changed in a span of days. His routine summer camp job did not start like any other ordinary summer; things were different this time. His priorities have been slightly altered after that incident on the riverbank a few days ago. The idea of a relationship is not so bad anymore.

At this very moment, while your warm breath fans across his face, Jeongguk has arrived at the conclusion that he has come to develop feelings for you—that much he is sure about now.  He lifts his hand, fingertips brushing against your skin as he sweeps back a strand of hair behind your ear. Maybe whatever he feels is not seasonal; perhaps he wants to have you this close beyond the few weeks of camp.

You feel butterflies fluttering in your stomach the moment he clears his throat. You have been anxiously sitting in his lap for some time with nothing but crickets in the distance, waiting for him to say something as you were too nervous to speak up. 

He is playing with the hem of your shirt, diverting his gaze. “I don’t know what the future holds once camp is over,” he begins, “but for the time being, I would like to be with you.”

A wave of euphoria overcomes your body in an instant. Your heart hammers in your chest while your breath hitches in your throat. This time you heard him loud and clear.

“And I don’t mean just sex. I want to actually get to know you better. Like your favorite color, or what type of music you listen to, or where you—” 

You cut Jeongguk’s rambling short by reaching for his face. Cool palms against his warm cheeks to pull his jaw upward, so he faces you, eye to eye. The feeling of his hands shaking against your lower back is obvious, he is nervous. “I would like that too,” you say. 

Your hands drop to his shoulders now that you have his full attention. He looks like a deer caught in headlights, eyes big and full while he takes in what you said. You take your time to run your fingertips against his skin, up his forehand, playing with the baby hairs along his hairline. 

Jeongguk’s hand clutches your wrist, halting your movement. He leans in and captures your lips. You have never kissed him like this before, soft and gentle. You melt into his embrace.

He pulls away, “Also, I’m sorry for being so possessive over you yesterday. I shouldn’t be claiming your pussy—” 

“Jeongguk.” You throw your head back, a loud laugh escaping your lungs.

—

The screen door shrieks as Jeongguk nudges it open. He steps out of your cabin, closing the door behind him while you sleep soundly in your bunk, wrapped under your cozy blankets. It has only been a few hours since you two went to bed, but he wanted to leave your cabin before anyone else woke up.

That idea quickly goes down the drain the moment his feet land on the steps, and he hears the sound of someone whistling from afar. Looking up, he glances at the picnic table across the row of cabins. The rest of the group is already up and eating breakfast together, all huddling and scarfing down food, but their attention has strayed from the meals in front of them and to Jeongguk striding out of your cabin.

He makes his way over, shyly walking with his head down and face hot as they continue to holler suggestive comments. The tips of his ears turned hot with every step.

“We all know you’ve been fucking for the past few days. Yall aren’t as sneaky as you think,” Yoongi says. Hoseok snickers and reaches over the table to high-five him as Jeongguk shakes his head and sits on the bench across from Taehyung.

Namjoon slams his cup of orange juice on the table and points directly at him, trying to suppress the ends of his lips from curling. “Once the kids come on Sunday, you two need to be more discreet about your rendezvous.”

Jeongguk rolls his eyes, grunting and leaning over the table with his arms crossed and head down. This could not possibly get more humiliating. But it does as the group continues with the smart-ass remarks and taunting behavior for the next few minutes. 

The chatter around him dies down. With full stomachs and chores to do, the camper counselors get up to start their day, leaving Taehyung and him alone at the table. He peers up to see Taehyung come closer, elbows on the table and leaning forward with one eyebrow raised and a smirk etched on his face. 

“I see the talk went well.”

He coughs, pulling at the collar of his shirt with his face and neck feeling incredibly warm. It is hard stopping the corners of his mouth from rising, a smile that he cannot hold back. Yeah, he could say the talk went well—really well, but he’s keeping those details to himself.

Their heads snap in the direction of your cabin at the sound of the door swinging open and then slamming back shut. You take the steps down quickly, feet meeting the ground before you look over to them and meet eyes with him, a small smile appearing on your face as you head towards the dining hall for breakfast.

Jeongguk finally responds to Taehyung's observation, his gaze never dropping from yours. “We’re going to take the summer to get to know each other.” 

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#jjk x reader #jjkxreader #jungkook x reader #jungkookxreader #jungkook #jungkook smut #bts smut #f; paddlewithme

[yuujisms]

You being particularly interested by Choso's stripe on his nose and cheeks, getting all close n' personal as you stare at it. Cupping his cheeks, brushing your thumb against the stripe almost melting at how pretty he looked. Pretty lips curving up into a smile as you lean in, pressing a kiss to the stripe on his nose and doing the same on both cheeks.

And when you pull away, you admire your work of the flustered Choso you created.

He's almost sure you can hear how loud the beating of his heart is by the way your smile turned a tiny bit more mischievous, and he knows he's in for an unforgettable night once again.

#choso #chosoxreader #jjk #jjkxreader #jjk choso #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #x reader #character x reader

[beautifullytrvgic]

writing my first ever fic AND smut and holy- THIS IS SO MUCH HARDER THAN I THOUGHT- HELLO?? wdym it's not like writing a rp response

anyway, d!lf neighbor Toji x reader coming... someday!

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[mysticbeeinatree]

If Only

a/n: I apologize, it's been a long time since I have written any fanfiction especially angst but I hope you enjoy! Please do not take, copy, or repost my works thank you!

Ageless and blank profiles will be blocked! (Even if the post isn’t nsfw)

Word count: 744

CW: angst and thats it!

You and Nanami have known each other since you both had gone to Jujutsu High. You were there to tease him about his haircut and to see him grow into the dutiful, strong man that he is. You were devastated when he left and relieved and ecstatic when he returned. You don’t want to lie to yourself, but the thought of having the feelings you do for him is too much to take at this point. You thought you were over him. Time after time the heartbreak you’ve felt, unbeknownst to him. He has no idea the mental turmoil you put yourself through every time you were studying with him, doing a project with him, even just thinking about him. 

You were there when he suddenly started bringing in bags from the bakery that you would pass together sometimes after work. You knew he had a little bit of a sweet tooth and would make fun of him every time he sat down munching on his pastry. You were there when he introduced you to his new lover, smiled pleasantly when they joyously told you they met one day when Kento stopped to get some breakfast one morning. Nodded and listened as the woman laughed remembering the way he seemed to have a glint of relief every time he saw her. Even laughing yourself when they recalled how he asked her out, his cheeks a light pink hue as he cleared his throat and slightly avoided her eyes when he vocalized his overly rehearsed lines. She giggled and ever since then they were an item. 

Although, that was back then. You were there when that relationship ultimately ended when she couldn’t understand why he was always working. You were there for him to let his guard down and have someone to rely on. There for him to vent or to be a distraction for him, maybe a bit selfishly enjoying the company of him with you once again. Patting his head when he would lean on your shoulder, relishing in his warmth when he needed a hug, loving this feeling of him wanting or needing you to be around. Even if it was just for a moment. 

Things began to get busy and you both would spend less and less time together. You started teaching 3rd year students while he took on more and more missions. The both of you barely had time to talk, but you were happy, since he was busy he didn’t have time to think about how he was feeling. Even then, you’d reminisce about the times you were so close. Funny that history seems to repeat itself over and over. Messages became more and more sparse until ultimately that communication ended altogether. 

It had been years since then. You find yourself looking at old pictures, that tight feeling in your chest once again. Looking at his contact information for the nth time this week deciding what to do. Instead of putting the phone down you began to type. “Hello Kento, it’s been a really long time.. How have you been? Is Gojo still getting on your nerves, go easy on him he took a liking to you, you know? I’ve been okay, just been working so much recently. Remember the good old days when we could hang out or something once the day was over haha I miss those days.. Honestly Nanami I miss you, I think about you every day. I wish things had been different.. I.. I miss you and I love you so much. I love you.” Pushing send, there was some weight that lifted off your heart and your chest. 

“Not delivered.” You knew that message wouldn’t go through. It’s been years since the incident. Since you walked into that subway terminal and fell to your knees.Unable to fully grasp the situation, not even Gojo was there to help with the pain. Years since the darkest period of your life began. If only you had been there, if only you could have done something to help him, anything. Another selfish part of you thought about how he would never even know about your feelings and how maybe just maybe things could have turned out differently relationship-wise or even overall if you had said something before Shibuya. Of course not and it doesnt help to think that way, but you can’t help it. If only you could talk to him one more time. If only…

#JJK #jjk #jjkxreader #nanami #Nanami #nanami x reader #nanamixreader #jjk x reader #angst #Kento nanami #Kento x reader #x reader

[mostlyhornyandsad]

Hate sex with gojo

This man . You swear you hate him with such passion. Ever second that he's around you, makes you want to throw something at his insuffreble head . And now he's on top of you and we'll ,inside of you. Pumping his cock in and out of you , a thick ring of your slick collecting at the base of his cock . You wont moan and give him that satisfaction ,you swear .

"why don't you let it all out y/n , i know you want to " he says smugly , smirking down at you. His arms caging your body . His face close to yours . His chest rubning up against your nipples . You want to scream at him , you want to scream .(without the s hehehe).

"what if your really bad at this and i don't want to " you reply

Now that sparks something in him . He angles his himself to hit that oh so sweet spot inside of you that he's come to remeber . He pounds into it relentlessly . Soft whimpers and helpless whined leave your mouth.

He's satisfied .

#gojo satoru x reader #gojo saturo #gojoxreader #jjk smut #jjkxreader #gojoxreadersmut #gojosmut #satorusmut

[kiteio]

Waking up ft The Honored One

Tags : Fem! Reader x Gojo Satoru, Male!Dom, choking, spit, oral fem, kissing, size kink, just overall nasty smh.

a/n : my first time actually writing one of these, thanks for reading! Give me advice or ideas! I enjoy this :) (( i know its not amazing but im working on it <3

tasteful skin prickled under gossamer fingertips as my tired lids threatened to part. calloused palms fluttered across my bare chest enticing me closer as i was enveloped backwards and into him. Gruff words of love retorted into the shell of my ear as i was turned around sharply to face him meeting an enamored gaze painted across dewy skin. s/c hands snaked across his extremities and pulled him in closer wrapping oneself around him. One hand massaging his lower back, and another around his neck, the other raking through his soft hair. Small moments of embrace buzzed warmth within me as we laid there with each other, exploring bodies and giggling within the comfort of our own home, taunting each other mercilessly until we couldn’t anymore.

my soft needy lips were engulfed in his, eyes only meeting for a moment before shutting down. His soft muscle teasing mine, tracing my bottom lip and forcing entry, flicking his tongue over mine and grazing my teeth. Parting with a soft pop and a guttural moan as he grabbed my nape to look at the lewd expression on my face. “you taste sooo good baby girl” . all i could audibly release was a breathy moan before my lips were ravished by him again. Eventually breaking away from the kiss he turns me on my back and looms his chiseled figure on top of me with a feral glint in his eye. Vascular hands roped around my small waist and neck locking me in place as he rutted his hips against me, biting my bottom lip and tearing it against his teeth as he slowly grinded against me again, earning a mewl from my puffy lips. “Did you like that sweet girll” he cooed, his husky words filling my senses as i clasped my thighs together. Vascular hands snaked and groped my breasts animalisticly as i mewled and gasped out like a scared puppy beneath him, so much to the point i didn’t even notice the warm bulge that pulsed against my heat. Whimpering softly against the growing contact of his semi, i rutted against him subconsciously as he grounded me to the bed by my throat and began to rub small circles on my clit that was now completely swollen and aching. Blue eyes carved into me as he watched me fall apart. “f-f-fuuuckkk satoru” i mewled out as i felt the rising in my abdomen “hows that feel baby, oh right there? you like it when i rub that pretty little clit?” He cooed and mocked before sliding two long fingers inside of me unexpectedly. “you like that y/n? You look so fucking pretty like this” i gasped out, arching my back and grinding against his fingers like a dog in heat. “gojo i-i-im gonna cum” sliding down, still rubbing your clit softly gojo took the tip of his tongue and ran it from your entrance to your clit, and then slowly dipped his tongue in, a growl emitting from his throat as he sunk in his tongue all the way until he could feel you pulse around his muscle. “Ah, i-i-im gonna cumm” I retorted as i spasmed across his pallet. As i peaked in my euphoric orgasm, gojo flipped me over on my stomach, the head of my warm member teasing my now dripping vulva. “Fuckkk y/n, look at how messy and wet you are” my flushed face peering at him lined up behind me smiling softly as i whimpered at the tinging sensation of his head rubbing against my pussy. He watched in awe as i clenched around nothing, heat growing impatient of the teasing as i pushed back against it, the veins only making it more pleasant as my tongue lolled out. Dark groans echoed as he finally sunk into your heat, slowly sucking him inside “mmfp f-fuck i didnt think you’d be so tight mm” he whimpered against your warm slick walls, jolting from the fluttering occasionally as he slowly fucked you apart. You moaned relentlessly as He watched his cock disappear and reappear faster and faster as he rutted into you without any signs of stopping. “Fuck you feel so so good baby, mm taking ma dick sso ggood mmm fuck” your e/c eyes were completely rolled to the back of your head as you spasmed multiple times around his thick veiny cock. you couldn’t even remember how many times you had came before his thrusts started becoming sloppy, “f-f-fuuuck y/n, baby, baby, im gonna c-cum-m ahhhmnm” he pounded into you those last few words before emptying out into you and pulling out with a crisp POP

#jjk x reader #jjk smut #gojo satoru #jjk gojo #jjk gojo x reader #yn x gojo #jjkgojo #jjkxreader #smut #mdni #18+ mdni #kiteio

[portagas-chan]

Toji x Reader: Stockholm Syndrome

A/n: Zenin Toji was assigned on a mission to kidnap [L/n] [Y/n] and kill everyone who tries to get in the way of it. This contains swearing and smut.

Toji loved gambling more than anything else. He sat by the bench watching horses racing as he bet on one. Shiu Kong approached him and sat down beside him. "Why do you bother betting on horses when you have never even won before?"

Toji glared at him, "Let me enjoy this in peace."

Shiu lit his cigarette and puffed out smoke, "I've got a job for you. It's worth a lot." Toji grinned, "How much are we talking about?"

"30 million yen," Shiu answered making Toji lick his lips at the price.

"What's it about?"

"It's very simple. You have to kidnap a girl named [L/n] [Y/n], kill everyone who tries to get in the way, and send her to this old rich man. I will give you the address of her workplace. It seems the old man has taken a liking to her and is rather desperate to get her," Shiu explained.

Toji leaned back on the bench and looked up, "So I'm suppose to sell her off to some old perverted filthy rich man trying to get in her pants?"

"That's another way to put it," Shiu looked at him before showing him a picture of [Y/n] and the old man who wants her. Toji grinned widely when he saw how [Y/n] looks like. "No wonder that old man is desperate to get her."

What Toji said made Shiu narrow his eyes at him, "But she's not for you, Toji."

Toji chuckled, "I know, I know."

[Y/n]'s POV

It was late at night and the restaurant is about to be close when another customer came in. He was wearing a black compression shirt with white baggy pants. He had a scar on the corner of his lips.

I approached him and noticed that he was very tall, "I'm sorry sir but the restaurant is about to close."

He looked down at me with a blank face. His cold stare made me shiver for some reason. I didn't know why but I had a bad feeling.

He sighed, "I thought I made it in time." He turned around and left leaving me in confusion.

"I thought he would at least put up a fight," I muttered but shrugged it off and continue to clean up.

I bid my manager farewell and wear my purse as I left the restaurant. I walked alone at night, heading back home when someone grabbed my arm making me halt. My heart was beating so fast. My worse nightmare was coming true.

I turned around to see the same man that I saw before and sighed in relief. "Is there something I can help you with?"

He ignored my question, "Are you [L/n] [Y/n]?"

"Yes, how do you know me?" I raised my eyebrow in suspicion.

He grinned widely, "Good."

"What-" I was cut off when he suddenly picked me up and put me over his shoulder. My eyes widened in fear as I panicked. I was getting kidnapped. I squirmed around trying to get off him but his grip was too strong.

"Let go of me!" I shouted.

I gasped in surprise when he suddenly slapped my ass, "Shut up and do as I say."

"No, let go of me!" I continued to struggle and he rolled his eyes.

He stopped in front of a black car and opened the front seat throwing me inside. He walked over to the driver's seat and sat down. He took out a rope he kept inside his car and tried to tie my hands together.

I struggled pushing him away and I could tell that I was pissing him off. He roughly grabbed the back of my head with a fist full of my hair making me yelp in pain. He slammed his lips onto mine shocking me from his sudden action as I froze on the spot.

He forcefully put his tongue in my mouth and I shut my eyes wanting this to end already. He finally stopped kissing me and I panted for air. He smirked at the sight, "Just be fucking obedient or else it will get worse from here."

I stopped struggling when I saw the look in his eyes. It was filled with lust, frustration and craziness.

He harshly grabbed my cheeks with his hand making me look up at him, "That's a good girl."

He put on my seat belt before putting his own and started driving.

Tears started to form in my eyes before coming out as I quietly sobbed. The whole ride was silent except for the sound of engine and my quiet sobs.

He started, "I've never introduced myself to you, did I? I'm Zenin Toji also known as the Sorcerer Killer. It's nice to meet you, [Y/n]."

I can't believe this man. Is he seriously introducing himself to me in a proper way as if he isn't kidnapping me right now? "It sucks to meet you, Toji."

Toji laughed as if to mock my situation.

"Where are you taking me?" I hesitantly asked.

"You want to know what's going on or you want to find out when you get there?" Toji gave me two choices and obviously I chose the first option.

"The first one," I answered and Toji snickered. "I'm an assassin hired to kidnap you for an old man who's trying to get in your pants. He's filthy rich too!"

I looked at him like he's crazy, "You can't fucking do that to me!"

Toji laughed, "Yes, I can! Do you know how much your pretty little face and that sexy body worth?" He gripped my chin and leaned closer to my face, "30 fucking million yen! Can you believe it?"

"Stop fucking laughing! This isn't funny!" I glared at him.

"Say whatever you want, darling but that money is mine," Toji coldly said without a hint of sympathy.

My face turned into a look of despair when I realize he wasn't going to free me in anyway.

The car stopped in front of a closed gate as a security guard knocked on Toji's window. Toji rolled down the window, "I've got the girl."

"What girl?" The guard asked.

"[Y/n]," Toji smirked and the guard looked at his companion motioning him to open the gate. The gate opened and Toji and drive inside the mansion.

I looked through the window, trying to accept my cruel fate. Toji parked his car and got out of the car. He opened the door to the front seat and leaned inside as he took off my seat belt.

"Get out," He coldly said and I did as he said.

Toji put his arm around my shoulder making sure I won't escape as he walked inside the mansion. My lips trembled as tears threatened to come out. This is it. This is where the happiness of my life ends.

We went inside and saw an old man siting on a very expensive fancy-looking couch surrounded by bodyguards.

I grimaced at the sight of the old man. He was a disgusting perverted ugly fat pig. I really don't want to be sold off to him. I really hate this.

The old fat pig laughed in joy, "You must be the sorcerer killer, Zenin Toji. As always, you never fail when it comes to business like this! Now, [Y/n] come sit on your sugar daddy's lap."

I internally gagged and looked at him in disgust. I was about to walk towards him when Toji held me back.

"Wait, where's my money, old man?" Toji asked.

The old fat pig grinned, "Of course! How could I forget?" He snapped his finger and one of his bodyguard placed a black suitcase on the table opening it revealing 30 million yen.

Toji grinned widely at the sight of the money, "This is real money. Perfect!" Toji let go of his hand letting me go but I gripped his arm tightly making him look at me.

I looked at him with tears coming out from eyes and sliding across my cheeks. My lips trembled with fear. I was scared. I shook my head signaling him that I don't want to go.

The old fat pig was getting impatient at this point. "What's wrong? Come here already!"

Toji glared at the old man before looking back at me, his facial expressions switching immediately. He gave me a smug smile, "Tell you what, darling. I will give you two more choices."

I looked at him in silence waiting for him to continue.

"Be in the possession of this pathetic old fart or be in my possession," Toji smirked at the last sentence.

I quickly went behind him clutching his shirt, "I want to become your possession."

Toji licked his lips seemingly satisfied with my choice, "Now, that's more like it."

"What did you say?!" The pathetic old fart looked like he was about to explode from anger. "Get that girl and kill him!"

"Close your eyes, darling," Toji grinned and I did as he told me.

Before I knew it, it was over in a flash. I stood there with my hands covering my eyes when Toji untied the rope on my hands and I opened my eyes. I saw blood splattered everywhere and the old fart was dead. I couldn't care less though. I'm glad he was dead.

Toji suddenly carried me and I hugged my arms around his shoulder and my legs around his waist as I clinged onto him like a koala. His other hand was holding the suitcase filled with money and we walked out of the mansion.

This time, he gently sat me down at the front seat of his car before getting into the driver's seat. He wasted no time and drive away from the mansion.

I broke the silence, "By the way, this is a fancy car you have. Where did you get it?" I looked at him.

"I stole it," Toji said in a monotone voice. I burst out in laughter, "I knew it."

Toji looked at me and slightly blushed at the sight of my laughter.

We arrived at what seemed like his apartment and I got out of the car. He walked ahead of me and I walked behind him as he unlocked the door to his apartment.

He opened the door getting inside and he pulled my arm dragging me in before closing the door and pinning me against it. He locked the door and wasted no time kissing me.

I gladly kissed him back putting my arms around his shoulders. I pulled him closer to my body as I made out with him opening my mouth to let his tongue enter.

Toji roughly kissed me grabbing my hair pulling me close before breaking the kiss for air. We breathe heavily with a string of saliva connecting our mouth.

Toji took off my shirt and threw it on the ground and I took off my shorts at the same time leaving me only in my undergarments.

Toji smirked at the sight, "All this just for me."

He picked me up putting me over his shoulder and slapping my ass harshly making me moan in pain. It was going to leave a mark for sure. He walked towards his bedroom and threw me on the bed.

He got on top of me and took off his shirt exposing his muscles and abs.

"Like what you see?" Toji cocked his head to the side with a smug smile. I blushed in response making him chuckle.

"Don't be shy, darling because there's more," He took off his pants and his huge hard cock twitching inside his boxers was visible.

My eyes widened at the sight, 'Its so big!'

Toji smirked at my reaction leaning down to kiss me as his hands worked to unclasp my bra and taking off my underwear.

He kissed my neck sucking on it leaving a mark as his hands played with my boobs pinching on my nipple making me moan.

He sucked on my nipple and lightly biting on it while his hand went to pull on my other nipple as I squirmed under him.

Toji traveled down to my pussy as he stared at me from that angle making me blush from embarrassment.

"Look at you, all wet already," Toji said as he blew on my pussy making me flinch. He licked onto my pussy eating me out earning a loud moan from me. He sucked on my clit while his fingers rubbed on my pussy.

"Toji~" I moaned his name. Toji got up to kiss me as his fingers entered my pussy and stretching it out by making scissoring gestures. I moaned in pain, "Toji, fingering hurts."

I looked at him in pain and his eyes softened. "Okay, then I will make you feel good."

Toji travelled down again as he eats me out constantly licking and sucking on my clit.

"It feels weird," I muttered as I grabbed Toji's hair and pulled him closer to my pussy as my back arched. "I think I'm about to..."

I wasn't able to finish my sentence when I came all over Toji's face which he gladly licked. "Delicious," Toji smirked and I blushed.

Toji got up and pulled down his boxer, releasing his monstrous cock. I stared at it like I've never seen one before.

"Your first time seeing it?" Toji asked and I nodded my head. "Do you think it will fit inside of me?"

"Don't worry, we will work it out," Toji kissed my forehead reassuringly.

I stopped him as I got up and kneeled down in front of him, "I want to make you feel good."

Toji furrowed his eyebrows, "You sure you're okay with it?"

I nodded my head and licked the tip making him shudder. I licked his cock before putting it inside my mouth. Its so big that I couldn't fit everything inside my mouth so I used my hands to stroke the rest of his length.

I continue to bob my head on his cock making Toji groan in pleasure. Toji was starting to get impatient with my slow pace and he grabbed the back of my head moving it at a fast pace.

I gagged when his cock hit the back of my throat as tears came out. Toji was lost in pleasure as he continued to make me suck his cock at a fast pace.

"Fuck," Toji cursed when he felt that familiar sensation. He continued to bob my head until he slowed down before stopping completely when his cock hit the back of my throat and came inside my mouth.

I removed his cock from my mouth and gagged and coughed. Toji gripped my chin making me look at him. My mouth was open with his semen dripping from my mouth and tears coming out due to gagging.

Toji was hard again. He liked this side of me. You looked so erotic. He kissed you again not caring that he was tasting his own semen.

Toji broke the kiss and flipped me over as I was now on all fours with my ass facing him.

"Sorry, [Y/n] but I can't hold back anymore."

"Huh?"

Toji entered his whole cock in one go making me scream in pain as he tear my virgin hole. I could feel blood dripping down my thighs.

"Bare with me, baby. I promise you will feel good soon," Toji said as he kissed my cheek before fucking me from behind.

Toji pressed my head on the pillows as he continued to fuck me roughly at a fast pace.

Slowly but surely, the pain was subsiding and I was starting to feel good. His huge cock was big enough to hit that certain spot which made me feel pleasurable.

"Yes! There!" I moaned in pleasure as he continued to brutally hit that spot over and over again. He continued to fuck me mercilessly.

I felt that feeling again, "Toji! I think I'm about to cum again!" I moaned loudly when it was finally released. However, Toji continued to pound inside my sensitive pussy before he also reached his high.

Toji groaned in pleasure as he threw his head back. He came inside of me. We both panted heavily and Toji slipped outside of me. My body went limb and I was about to close my eyes when Toji picked me up and sat me on his lap.

"Toji, what are you-" I was cut off when I saw Toji's grin.

"Round 2."

Toji slipped his hard cock inside of me again and he placed his hands on my hips helping me to move as I bounce off his cock. I started riding him until we both reached our climax.

His bedroom was filled with the noises of groans and moans.

We finally reached our high and I panted heavily. I held Toji's cheeks with my hands before softly kissing him to which he returns. Toji was handsome. He was an assassin but I couldn't care less about it. He saved me. If it wasn't for him, I would have been living my life in the worst way possible.

I hugged him tightly and he embraced me back gently carressing my hair. That was when I realized,

I fell in love with my kidnapper.

#jjkxreader #toji #zenin toji #tojixreader #toji x yn #toji fushiguro #jujutsu kaisen

[lealikesxoxo]

Wet.

Gojo x F! reader

smut and fluff.

Gojo walks into your shared bedroom late at night, the mission took longer than expected and his limbs were exhausted. Surprisingly he found you sat on the couch near the TV. "sweets, what are you doing up so late?" you look up at him and smile "I wanted to wait for you". You begin to walk towards him and Gojo begins to realize your state. Supple thighs hugged by tight shorts, sweat gliding down your neck from the hot summer air and lips coated with a shiny liquid, it must be the sugary lemonade on the coffee table.

fuck.

Gojo feels his pants getting tighter as you hug him "how did the mission go 'toru?", he looks down at your lips and loses all self-control when you lick them. He carries you suddenly and smashes your lips together "forget that, I need you now". Licking into your mouth, you moan and whimper his name sweetly "'toru- mmph", gripping onto your thighs, he walks towards the bed and leans into your neck when you both fall. "missed you so much sweets" he bites and sucks all over the expanse of your neck as he whimpers your name. He takes off your clothes in seconds and removes your bra skillfully, he stops when he sees your cute, pink lacy panties. "fuck, are you trying to kill me?" he glides his hand down his face as he stares in awe, he begins to take off his own clothes, his long, but slim dick hitting his abs when he takes off his boxers. Leading down sweet kisses from your chest, he leans down towards the area where your pulsating for him. "'toru, amph-", he pushes your panties to the side and finds your sweet pussy dripping with fluids, staining the sheets. He almost drools as he leans down to blow on your twitching clit "mph!- 'toru" your little clit pulsates as he pushes a single finger into your hole, "look at her, shes dripping lovely". He fingers you slowly, waiting for your reaction everytime he reaches the sweet spot, he moves to put three fingers in at once and you almost scream from the intrusion. "FUCK-mmph..'toru please" he looks up at you as he leans down to lick your fat clit, grinning as moaning when he tastes you "mm, sweets, were going to go all night if you beg hehe"

It was going to be a long night.

This is my first work!! I hope you guys enjoyed, ill be writing more of these!! ♡

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[nakajisaeko]

𝓙𝓾𝓳𝓾𝓽𝓼𝓾 𝓚𝓪𝓲𝓼𝓮𝓷 ~ 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓷𝓼 (How Would They Kiss You?) Pt. 1

(picture above doesn't belong to me, but to respectful owners~)

Warning, my dear readers. This is the first time I'm writing headcanons & these are probably going to be boring...

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Yuuji Itadori:

You two would be sitting in your room doing whatever. & Itadori would suddenly stop what he was doing & turn to look at you. He wouldn't rush in just yet. First he would read your countenance & body language, before grabbing a hold of your arms & pulling you in, closer & closer until his longing gaze slowly falls & his lips collide with yours. He would then start licking your lips, waiting for you to open & if you're a bit stubborn, then he wouldn't go as far as to force you to allow entrance. But if he can't wait longer or you allow him to, he would slide in quickly, letting the corners of his mouth chafe against yours & the muscle of his mouth battle with your own. He would then hold you even more tighter the more intense it became until you both become breathless & pant into each other's mouth. Soon, he would suddenly fall over you, then break apart quickly before getting out of hand. A string of crystal drool would pull from your lips & he would just stare into your eyes, before smiling & laughing a little, while you also tagged along. He would then press his forehead against yours, your fuzzy noses touching & you two would breathe in each other's perfume with eyes closed.

"You're adorable when you laugh~"

Gojo Satoru:

In the beginning, he would tease you a lot or belittle your feelings for him. But it just happened now, that while you & your friends were having an important discussion, your bully would sit across from you & just stare at your lips. People, especially men themselves, would gaze over at him, a little weirded out by his hungry eyes & some didn't pay attention. & that 'some' was you. Once you dismissed the meeting, you would suddenly clash with a wall harshly. You'd shut your eyes to the pain that ran through your back, but open them to gaze into bright, blue oceans staring back at yours. You would then realize the sly smirk on the man's perfectly shaped, peach lips. & before you got to say a word, his lips would smash into yours & suddenly you would feel his hands grabbing a hold yours & trapping them against the wall. After nipping at your lip & making you open, his tongue would reach yours & begin to tangle with it. Tears of clear liquid would fall from your mouth as he would continue sucking your breath away while at the same time getting you to kiss him. If he noticed your resistance or your slow pace at kissing him back, he would let one of his hands find your sensitive spot & grip it, then if he got what he wanted, he would smile & snicker sadistically. After getting you to moan, he would break away & then lean into your ear, biting it a little, while still holding you in place. You would then shiver at the hot breath brushing past it.

"You make such pretty sounds...should I take this a step further just to hear them again?~"

Fushiguro Megumi:

He's not the type to kiss, but if he did, he would only kiss you. You would be on his date, that his friends helped & encouraged him to do & watch the city lights begin to turn on. Then, you would look up & see the stars creating constellations on the rarest night. Then suddenly, you would feel his palm rest onto yours & you would look down at your hand. As soon as you would look up to meet his gaze, his lips would already press against yours. You remember him being quite the Tsundere, but slowly open up. But just having that thought come to mind came as a shock. He definitely wasn't kissing like Tsundere would. He slowly went from just kissing your lips to entering inside, but he wasn't aggressive. He was slow & gracefully moved around your cave before leaving out quickly once his breath caught up to him. You two would breathe, gazing into each other's orbs, before leaning in again & intertwining your lips. Once again, he wasn't rough, but it was a little faster than before. He would fall with you, each of you landing on your sides, & breaking apart, before nuzzling your noses together.

"You kiss pretty good, Y/N~"

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I hoped you enjoyed reading~ This was my first time writing something like this, so tell me what you think & part 2 will be published soon~

Links to my other websites: Wattpad Quotev AO3

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[pouch-sketches]

Just a lil something for the blog.

#fyppage #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu gojo #jjk fanart #gojosatoru #gojo fanart #jjkxreader #pouchsketches #jjk x reader #gojoxreader

[yukichosodrink]

Duties, Responsibilities.

Pairings: Naoya zenin x reader

Summary: All your life you know you had to be married off, and you don't even know what awaits you when you are married off to the heir of the Zen'in clan, Zenin Naoya.

C/W: virgnity loss, arranged marriage, reader is really innocent, mentions of purity, pregnancy, breeding kink, cream pie

Ever since you were a little girl, you were taught on how to be a good wife. You were told that you had to be obedient to your husband, listen to his every command. Your cursed technique wasn't important to your clan, beside the fact that it would result in great heirs. Women in your clan were taught this way, and most importantly, you had to maintain your purity for your husband.

So, here you are now, wearing a beautiful kimono, hairpins in your scalp, getting married off to the heir of the Zen'in Clan. From what you have heard about him, he's not a nice man. He's misogynist, and you haven't even met him before but both his clan and yours gains greatly from this arranged marriage.

The wedding processions were done, and you were sitting in his, correction, our room. It was a fairly large room, as it should be for the heir, decorated with expensive looking wooden antiques and beautiful sceneries. A king-sized bed was which you were sitting on looking down, anxiously. You couldn't believe it. You were really married, and more anxious about meeting the man that was now your husband.

Your hands folded neatly in your lap, as you look down with cheeks red, waiting anxiously, when you heard the door barge open. He shuts the door behind him and looks at you, grinning widely. He looked you up and down, his grin broadening as he looked. You hated how he looked at you like you were some prize he had recently obtained. His eyes moved over your body.

"My beautiful wife…" He says sarcastically, his grin never fading from his face. He walks over to you, his body language aggressive, and grabs you by the chin, lifting your head up to look into his eyes. "I expect that you will start popping out kids as soon as possible. Our clans need heirs, don't they?"

I frown, not knowing what to say, my cheeks red,"Uh- Can I sleep?" I ask anxiously, trying to change the topic.

Naoyo chuckles to himself. "Of course not. Why do you think you're here?" He smirks, letting go of your chin. "Besides, since we're going to be married, I'm going to take what I deserve. I'm going to take what is mine, and you're going to please me, like a good wife should."

"I-I don't know how to please you." You say, looking down again, you have been prepared your whole life to be a wife, but were you really prepared? All you knew was that you had to obey him.

"You don't know your duties? You don't know how to please a man? Tsk, and here I thought you were going to be a good wife." He said, his breath on your hair, as if he was disappointed, his tone of mockery and condescesion.

"No-No! I will be a good wife to you. Teach me, please." You responded almost immediately, cheeks reddening in embarrassment, you did not want to disappoint your husband now did you?

"Since you asked so nicely." His lips are on your ear now, his hands holding your waist. "Strip and get on all fours."

Your hands undo your kimono, obeying his orders and now you are exactly in the position he wanted you in. Before you knew, he was already bare, his hand stroking up and down your spine and back.

His hand hits your ass cheek and you cry out, feeling embarrassed at the sudden contact. "You got such a nice ass, wife." He says chuckling lowly behind you. He grabs your hair suddenly and pushes you, lips smashing into yours, teeth clashing, forcing his tongue into your mouth, kissing you lustfully, devoid of any passion.

He pulls your hair back, arching your back and he takes your tits in his palms, molding and pulling at them.

"Can't wait for them to be all round and full of milk, mm?" He says as he puts it in his mouth biting and sucking, a lewd moan erupting from your lips. He moves his fingers and put two of them inside of your wet hole.

"Look at you, dripping. How filthy." He mocks, fingers going in and out of your hole and rubbing your clit in fast circles, and it's not even a minute when you're cumming around his fingers, face all red and whines erupting from your lips. He puts his fingers inside your mouth,"taste yourself" and takes out his fingers with a 'pop' sound.

He lines his cock at your hole now, flipping you on all fours now, slamming in without warning as you yelp out his name. He begins to slowly move, he sees the blood on his cock.

"Blood, you know what this means? Means, you are my woman now."

His fingers are in your hair pulling them back, and his thumb protruding the entrance of your ass.

"Bet if I stick one in here, you won't mind? A bitch like you needs all her holes full, right?" He says lewdly, cock dragging in and out.

"Nao-naoya, nngh" I cry out, incapable to form normal sentences.

"Yeah, say my name again. Need to hear who's fucking you this good." He says full on fucking you now. His thumb is in your ass and his hips are slamming against yours, and you wonder how does it feel so good, your vision blurs, seeing stars, wanting more.

"Y-you, only you."

"Yeah, gonna let your husband use your pussy, hm? Gonna let him breed this cunt full of his kids?" He says tongue going inside your ear, fucking you at the same pace.

You clench at his words and he grunts,"Yeah, you like that baby? Want to have my kids inside you?" He groans, picking up his pace.

"Y-yes Naoya! Give me your kids, pl-please." You say and he's gripping your hips tightly now, your vision blurs and you grip the pillow, cumming around his cock, face in the pillow. He continues fucking you, chasing his own high, then cumming inside your pussy.

Your face is inside the pillow, gripping the sheets. He pulls you by your hair, lips at your ear.

"I'm not done with you wife. Need to make sure you're pregnant."

A/N: i wrote this in a hurry!! idk how it was but i hope yall enjoy it i kinda feel naoya isnt in demand but yea.

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[yuujisms]

"Fuck,"

A small, breathless mutter left my throat. The fight who before seemed oh so loud was now muffled, almost completely silent as I stared down at her body.

She..can be saved, right ?

"Of course not." A voice rang in my head, the more rational part of me, I believe.

But how can I be rational after seeing the state of the one whom I held dearest in my heart ? The only one who had me thinking that living wasn't so bad, after everything that happened in Shibuya, something that only I should've died from.

A murmur of my name left her throat. Her voice, which was once so carefree and sweet to hear, now hoarse and tired as she wielded her last bits of strength to call out to me, out of everyone.

How can I deserve such a delicate thing after everything i've done ? And why did this monster have to take her away from me so soon ?

My gaze lowered to her deep wounds, stomach cut open in a goresome way, leaving a complete hole dripping with blood and bits of organs. It made me dry-heave as I struggled to not vomit on the spot.

Even in her dying moments, the fleeting feeling of her fingers against my cheek brought me comfort like no one else's.

"I never told you, Yu. But i've always..had a thing for you."

I could see that she attempted to make a joke, as always, she really disliked everytime I seemed out of it. Rushing to ease the mood with a joke or fleeting touches.

"I—It's not the time to joke about this sort of stuff, Y/N—!"

"I'm not joking,"

Cutting me off once again, she coughed a bloody mess into her hand, stopping to just stare as if realising how bad of a state she was in.

"Everything about you captivates me, Yu. I just..never told you, in fear of not having enough time.."

Her laughter filled my ears, and I couldn't quite see her expression well, blurred from the tears threatening to spill from my own eyes.

"I guess— I guess my gut feeling was right, hah."

A weakened sigh left her throat and her head fell back against the ground. Her eyes now glossed over and fareway, a sliver of life left in her as she reminisced the few months spent by my side, I guess.

This is how it always is, isn't it ? I'm used to it. But watching the one with which I daydreamed shy kisses, our hands intertwining together or even just becoming the strongest alongside her, I knew I was lying to myself.

I'll never get used to this sickening feeling of losing my loved one.

But this one,

This one, might be the most unbearable one yet.

"I'll never forget you."

I don't think I ever will be. Growing up old without you by my side is something I wished would only be a nightmare.

All I can hope for now, is to get back at this monster and kill him and myself for good as I get executed.

I promise we will meet again, Y/N. I'll search the after life's lands, seas and skies to catch a glimpse of you again.

#yuji itadori #yuji x reader #yuji itadori x reader #jjkxreader #jjk angst #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen angst

[rianemorgan]

So i've been experimenting with chatgpt when i suddendly ask the AI if they can make a short story about our beloved sorcerer Gojo Satoru and Reader, here's what chatgpt give me😄😄:

Title: Fated Encounters

In the bustling streets of Tokyo, you found yourself lost in the whirlwind of life. Little did you know, your path was about to intersect with that of the enigmatic sorcerer, Gojo Satoru.

One evening, as you were walking home from work, you noticed a commotion near a quiet alley. Intrigued, you approached the scene, only to witness a group of cursed spirits terrorizing the area. Heart pounding, you felt helpless until a sudden surge of energy dispersed the malevolent entities. It was Gojo Satoru, his eyes concealed by his signature blindfold.

"Are you alright?" he asked, his voice soothing yet commanding.

Stunned by his presence, you managed to nod. He extended a hand, helping you up with an ease that hinted at his immense power.

As days turned into weeks, chance encounters with Gojo became more frequent. He would appear out of nowhere, saving you from dangerous situations that seemed to gravitate towards you. A connection started to form between you, his enigmatic aura drawing you in like a moth to a flame.

One evening, you found yourself at a quiet café, lost in conversation with Gojo. He shared stories of his sorcerer training, his dedication to protecting the world from cursed spirits, and even snippets of his mischievous sense of humor. The more you talked, the more you realized there was a depth to him beyond his powerful exterior.

With time, the line between friendship and something more began to blur. Your heart raced whenever he was near, and his occasional touches sent shivers down your spine. Yet, Gojo remained his usual enigmatic self, leaving you wondering if your feelings were reciprocated.

One rainy evening, you found yourself standing outside your apartment building, drenched and tired. To your surprise, an umbrella appeared over your head. It was Gojo, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"Seems like you could use some help," he remarked, his gaze softening.

As you walked side by side, sheltered from the rain, you finally mustered the courage to speak your mind. "Gojo, there's something I've been wanting to tell you."

He turned his gaze towards you, his eyes holding a hint of curiosity.

"I've come to care about you a lot, more than just a friend," you admitted, your heart racing.

Gojo's smile widened, his fingers lightly brushing against yours. "I've been waiting for you to say that."

And just like that, the tension that had been building between you was shattered. Your relationship with Gojo blossomed into something deeper, a connection rooted in shared experiences, laughter, and the battles you faced together.

As sorcerer and human, you defied the odds, embracing a love that transcended the boundaries of the supernatural world. And while danger still lurked in the shadows, you knew that as long as you had Gojo Satoru by your side, there was nothing you couldn't overcome.

I don't know if chatgpt just get this story from online or they just made it up....anywys, it's just hilarious in my opinion!!!💀💀

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[yelans-dice]

Rules and Fandoms ( Still need adjustments )

Requests are OPEN

I mostly would write:

Genshin Impact 

Twisted Wonderland

TGCF

I can do others

Rules:

1. No minor x adult, only platonically

2. Please be nice i’m still new to writing

3. Please Be specific with requests, if you can’t that’s okay

4. No SA or Pedophilea requests

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