YOU DON’T LOVE ME
Geto x reader
summary: your boyfriend hasn't paid much attention to you in weeks and you begin questioning his love for you or if you even mean anything to him anymore. He reminds you of just how much you mean to him but also how no matter what you do, that you’re stuck with him
warnings: asshole behavior, rough-sex, hair-pulling, manipulation, suspected cheating but none actually, toxic relationship, arguing, clit-slapping, overstimulation. reader doesn't know geto is a mf murderer, slapping (male receiving), predator/prey dynamic a bit, dubcon.
red’s note: I <3 toxic getou
The clock hit 10 then 11 then 12 am and you felt the breath you'd been holding in finally exhale as you saw that signature long black hair glide effortlessly into your apartment.
“you’re up late, no work tomorrow?” Geto asked, casually slipping by you into your shared bedroom. You trailed after him, angry words dying in your throat as you thought about the many nights previously where you'd try and talk to geto about his sporadic work hours. Did he know how dangerous it was to be a jujutsu sorcerer nowadays? they were getting slaughtered left and right and you were just so worried about him. But you knew that it would only end in a loud back and forth of yelling and screaming. So instead you sighed and shook your head, you rummaged in the closet for a suitcase as you yanked the clothes from their hangers and shoved them inside.
Geto watched from the vanity mirror, “Where do you think you're going?” He asked his voice completely dropping an octave from the tone it was earlier.
“Out. Away. Away from you” you said as you shoved a few pairs of shoes in and attempted to zip the overflowing thing, your fingers too shaky to get a firm enough grip on the zipper.
You didn't even hear the sound of his footsteps before his fingers were laced in the roots of your hair and he pulled you up to face him. The hold of his hands on your hair wasn't too tight or aggressive but just enough to be seen as a warning, something you should look forward to should you attempt to make another move to leave.
“To go see another guy? who is he? I'll fucking kill him, you know I'm not lying about that” he says and you believe him, why wouldn't you? your boyfriend was one of the greatest sorcerers alive. With a snap of his fingers you could be gone just like that. Fear began to bubble up in your stomach along with a shameful lustful feeling that made arousal pool in your panties.
“You don't love me suguru” you spit and the words feel like an insult to the man. His hold loosens on your hair for a brief moment before he tosses you on the bed.
“Don’t love you? Don’t love you?” he repeats.
You struggle to crawl away from him, his hands grab your ankles and drag your body down the bed and you squeal.
“Get off me! get off I hate you!” you yell, fists bundled up in hard balls as they bang against his chest with little effect. He slots himself between your legs and grabs your wrists, pinning them far above your head.
“You feel that?” he asks, gripping your face in one head and you steady your movements as your angry eyes meet his. You can feel it, nestled right up against your core is the burning, throbbing thickness of his cock. And he’s hard. You squirm. You can’t tell if you're trying to get away or grind yourself onto it.
“That’s how much I love you, just at the mere thought of you..ha” he laughs at his own patheticness.
“No..no you don't! all you care about is that stupid ‘family’ and not me..never me” you can feel the tears build behind your eyes as they burn and blur your vision. Geto is for once at a loss of words so you take the chance to voice your opinions once more.
“I hardly know if you're going to come back to me alive or if I'll just never see you again...I couldn't bear that...never seeing you again” your salty tears fall and ugly cries leave your mouth as geto sighs. finally uncovering what all of those arguments were about, all of the times you cried and yelled at him.
he got it now.
“Oh darling” he says, kissing away your tears.
“I’m not going anywhere” Geto said, his fingers ripped apart your shirt and the cloth and discarding the meaningless fabric somewhere else. Poor you, it’s his fault for keeping you in the dark about who he actually was. It’s his fault for not telling you that he’s the one doing the killing not the one being killed. His hands yanked down your bra. Though the conflict between you two had been resolved, he couldn't help but feel residual anger from the argument. Blood rushed from his head, straight to his cock as he saw you trembling underneath him, either from arousal or fear and he couldn't tell which made his cock throb more.
He spread your legs so far apart it hurt to keep open but you did because the man looked so gorgeous between your thighs, long elegant fingers trailing along the mound of your clothed cunt. His finger prodded at the wet spot in your underwear and you mewled at his teasing touch.
“Geto..please- I’m not in the mood for teasing” you announced and he slapped your pussy, but only hard enough that the painful sting would melt into a delightful throb in your clitoris.
“Weren't you going to up and leave me two seconds ago? Don't I deserve an apology too? you can say sorry by cumming on my cock, how ‘bout it?” he said, voice tantalizing as he slid down your panties, you could feel the steady beat of your heart in your cunt and as he eyed your fuzzy little pussy. Unused since he hasn't been giving it much attention lately.
He sits up and pulls his cock out of his drawstring sweatpants as he sat up on his knees and pressed the thick head of his cock against your entrance, you realized he was going in with no prep. Your eyes widened in fear as you came to that conclusion, immediately shaken out of your horny daze you cant help but push against his bicep. A signal for him to stop.
“Wait! wait..it’s going to hurt I-”
He leans down and presses a hot kiss against your mouth. Your words are instantly silenced by his lips on yours and the hand pushing at his bicep finds its way in his hair as you pull him closer. Geto shoves his dick in you all at once without warning and the burning sensation brings tears to your eyes. He pulled away from the kiss and smiles down at you.
“Oh ho ho, darling, you look sad” he mocks as he wipes a tear away with his thumb. Once fully inside he doesn't move immediately, presumably feeling bad for fucking his cock into you so meanly. He caresses your hair as you whimper, fingers gripping the sheets as you feel arousal beginning to stir in your gut. He takes a notice to the way your cunt squeezes around him, inviting him to fuck your brains out.
His thrusts are ruthless. His cock hammering away at your puffy pussy lips, his head is tossed back in ecstasy as he groans a low that’s the stuff. It’d been so long since you felt this, the way his cock brushed up against your g-spot and the delicious wave of pleasure that resulted in your cunt letting out streams of cream that getou almost felt bad about wasting. You pull the man down for another kiss and it’s messy this time, tongues gliding against each other and teeth knocking into each other almost uncomfortably but the two of you couldn’t get enough of each other. You were geto’s drug, he was addicted to you and he wasn’t going to give you up to anyone else. Ever. He wasn’t going to last. His fingers rubbed relentlessly at your throbbing clit, the hungry bud finally granted attention from the man after all of his teasing. Your head felt light and full of cotton, your only thoughts were of him. You could feel the tip of his cock kiss your cervix with every brutal thrust, the harsh way his finger dug into the flesh of your waist surely brushing the sensitive flesh.
“Geto-! Getou I’m gonna cum..fuck I’m gonna cum!” You pant and his tongue darted out to lick the stream of tears rolling down your cheek.
“Go ahead, cum on my cock” he grants you permission and your body spasms as your orgasm hits you, eyes rolling into the back of your head until only the whites are visible. Then man grunted above you as his hips continued rutting away, his own orgasm hitting him moments later filling you up with his cum. When he slid out, globs of his cum came out of your fluttering hole. He next to you and you snuggled into his chest. The warmth he emitted was so comforting that you were already falling asleep, eyes fluttering closed and he pet your hair lovingly.
“hope I get pregnant, that way we’ll start a family of our own you could take care of” you mutter and he chuckles pressing a sweet kiss to your forehead
“We’ll see Angel, we’ll see”
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