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Suguru fucks you both a little dumb

TW: Sexual Content Minors DNI

“Tell me who you belong to.” Suguru purred in your ear.

“You!” You moaned.

Currently, Suguru had you pinned underneath him, your legs hooked over his shoulders, as his cock stretched your pussy. You could hear how wet you were, you could feel his long, thick cock hitting your cervix with every thrust. It felt so good, and you were so far gone. He had made you cum so many times, you’d lost count. After every orgasm he forced out of you, he would flip you into a new position, and pick right back up where he left off. All you could do now was claw at his shoulders and back as you took whatever he gave you.

“Your fucking pussy is so wet. She’s sucking me in so deep. Doesn’t want to let me go.” Suguru was pussy drunk. He was almost as far gone as you. Almost.

“Yesssss!” You cried as his thumb rubbed over your clit. “Right there, right there, right there! Gonna cum again.”

Suguru pulled out of you, replacing his cock with his fingers as he continued to thrust in and out of you quickly while still rubbing your clit in the process.

“Ahhh! Sugu!” Your body tensed before squirt erupted from your juicy cunt all over his hands and waiting face.

He licked his lips tasting the liquid that had missed his mouth before diving into your pussy tongue first. You squirmed and cried at the overstimulation, but he held you still, lapping and sucking at you until he had his fill. Strong hands flipped you onto your stomach before his cock was shoved back inside you.

“Taste so fucking sweet. I could cum just from tasting you. Do it again, Baby. Squirt on my dick this time. Want you to taste.” He was babbling as his hands groped the flesh of your hips. He was slamming into your from behind causing the fat of your ass to jiggle every time his hips made contact.

“Can’t! Can’t do it again!” You cried as you gripped the sheets under your abused, fucked out body.

“Need you to.” Was his response. “Come on Baby. One more for me.”

Reluctantly, you reached between your quivering legs to rub your aching pussy.

“That’s it. Good girl. Cum on Sugu’s cock.” He praised as he leaned over your body to press open mouthed kisses to your back.

“Mmmm” you whined. “I’m gonna-“

You couldn’t finish. Your body shook abruptly and violently as you came again.

“Ohhhhh fuck yes!” Suguru groaned at the feeling of your pussy squeezing his dick so tightly, he couldn’t tell if you were trying to pull him in or push him out.

“Ughh!” You let out a sigh as your whole body collapsed into the mattress.

“That was so fucking hot.” Suguru reached down and pushed hair from your exhausted face. “You’re not done yet though. Tell me where you want my cum.”

“In my mouth.” You pleaded wide eyed.

He pulled out of your sloppy wet cunt. His hand gripped the base of his shaft.

“Come here.” He grabbed a fist full of your hair pulling you up so you were on your knees. “Open your slutty little mouth for me.”

You did as he said before his achingly hard cock pushed into your warm, wet mouth. You gagged at the initial adjustment as you took him into your throat.

“You taste yourself on my cock, Baby? Don’t you taste good?” He asked as he gathered your hair away from your face and into his fist. “Such a sweet little pussy.”

You nodded as you continued your movements up and down his dick.

“Good girl.” He praised. “I’m about to cum. You ready for it?”

You looked up at him through your lashes and nodded.

“Oh fuck. Swallow it all. If you don’t, I’ll make you cum again. We’ll start all over.”

Normally, this wouldn’t be a threat, but you were too sore and too tired to start over tonight. You felt Suguru jerk, so you buried him as deeply as you could down your throat. White ropes shot down your throat and into your mouth as Suguru pushed you further into him. You gagged and sputtered around him, but you swallowed every bit of release he gave you. When he pulled you off his cock, you opened your mouth and stuck out your tongue to show him.

“Good girl.” He smacked your ass. “Take a break.”

A break?! You were in for a loooong night. Better call in to work tomorrow, you wouldn’t be walking anytime soon.

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DAY 1 彡 SHOTO TODOROKI

KINK :: Somnophilia ╰┈➤ fandom, my hero academia

WARNINGS :: shoto todoroki x fem!reader, timeskip!shoto, somnophilia (sex while asleep/semi-conscious), non-consensual themes (prior consent is implied), soft D/s undertones, breeding, creampie, praise, possessiveness, references to marking + more

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AND ALL THREE AT 𝓞NCE?! ❞ 18+

Synopsis : You are a pleasure worker, usually sent to smaller politicians. Today, however, your assignment is… more. Much more demanding—in fact, three times as demanding. You’ve been sent to please the Fire Lord (Zuko), a neighboring empire’s prince (Jinshi), and the most well-known “priest” (Geto) in the land.

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cw : ◞ slight build up ◞ unprotected piv ◞ crêámpïê ◞ p with somee plot ◞ fem!reader ◞ mültïple örgäsmś ◞ föurśomè ◞ concubine/sexworker!reader ◞ händ ánd blöw jöbś ◞ gröup orgâśm ◞ övestim ◞ very smüt leańińg ◞ teasing ◞ fire bending used inappropriately ◞ slôppy śeconds

A/N: omg hi guys, I just got over a cold! So this took a little , this is somewhat proof read so I’ll be going over it while it’s up.

“Do you mind if we have you tonight?”

is what Fire Lord Zuko asked you before you had your ass in the air, being absolutely ravished by Jinishi, Geto, and Zuko

all. at. once.

“Gods, how did I get here?” you thought, and, “Fuck, this feels so good I could die.” Regardless, you thanked those same gods as you let another moan sink into the bedding

A few hours before, When transporting you to the Fire Palace, you didn’t exactly know what awaited you. You assumed you might be attending to greet a lower politician, as usual. However, beneath your cloak, you finally noticed the garment they had adorned you in a long kimono-style ceremonial robe attire worn for formal presentation and diplomatic occasions.

It hung loosely from your shoulders in an elegant drape, exposing your collarbone in a deliberately styled, courtly fashion. Your nails were freshly painted, and your makeup was neat and understated, lightly enhancing your natural beauty rather than masking it.

Beautiful wasn’t even a powerful enough word to describe you—but for now, it would have to do

You felt the rocks and pebbles tremble beneath the cart as it came to an abrupt halt. Your “high command” or, in other words, the man who had hired you, stood at the door, one hand extended as a guard held it open, waiting for you to step out.

“Come along, you mustn’t be late,” he said, preening as a scowl creased his wrinkled face. He looked almost grotesque in his irritation, and yet even as he played the part of a complete ass, his gaze still drifted over your figure.

Your high command’s grip tightened around your neck as you approached the sliding door of what you believed to be a large lounge room. Beyond it, the shadows of three tall men shifted against the walls. You swallowed hard, your throat suddenly dry.

He turned to you and lowered his voice to a whisper. “These are very… important men.” His gaze locked onto yours. “Do not disappoint me.”

You simply nodded as the door slid open. Your mouth parted in silent shock as you took in the three most important men in all the empires seated before you.

High Priest Geto sat among them, composed and unreadable, a long traditional pipe resting between his fingers as he exhaled smoke in slow, curling streams. His eyes narrowed the moment they landed on you. Reclined slightly on a low floor chair with one arm resting on his knee, his very presence—his gaze alone—was enough to make you tremble.

Jinshi, a prince from a neighboring empire—gods, he was as beautiful as a woman when viewed from the right angle. Not that he seemed to have a bad angle at all. He leaned back against the wall, sitting on the floor with legs crossed at the ankles, his hair spilling softly to one side of his face as he tilted his head, studying you with quiet interest.

“Oh?…” Jinshi drawled, his voice made your head spin.

And finally, Fire Lord Zuko.

If there were words for it, his gaze alone felt lethal—sharp with his scarred face enough to cut through any composure you tried to hold. Under it, you felt small, exposed, almost pathetic in a way you couldn’t quite explain.

He sat at the center table with perfect, disciplined posture. Unlike the prince and the priest, Zuko’s expression was initially set in a hard scowl. But the moment your high command tugged your cloak away, revealing you fully, something in his gaze shifted—softening, just slightly, as his attention settled on you.

And you swore by the gods you saw his Adam’s apple bob in his throat—like he was… thirsty.

“For you… my friends meet y/n! Please tell me, does this beauty please you?” The high command seized your chin tightly, forcing your face into view. You jerked away on instinct, the movement quick and sharp enough to catch him off guard and twist his expression into brief shock.

“Ahh…? Feisty, isn’t she?” Geto murmured, his voice soft almost sweet enough to be honeyed.

Zuko raised his hand, dismissing him, and a grin appeared on his face—though perhaps it couldn’t even be called that. It looked almost plastered onto his expression, as if forced into place. He looked like a living painting, you thought.

“Urgh—yes. Thank you for your gift. You may go.”

All three men rose to their full height, each with long hair that fell nearly to their waists. They towered over you effortlessly—so even at 5’8” or 5’9”, you would still feel impossibly small in their presence.

One by one, they approached. Geto arrived first, his movements unhurried as he slowly loosened the wrapping of his robe.

He glided his fingertips along your jawline, greeting you with a soft, breathy laugh. “Well, aren’t you just—…” Geto, a man of many, many words, seemed momentarily lost for speech. “Such a pretty little thing…” he finally finished.

Jinshi finally spoke, rising as his fingers slipped into your hair, idly toying with it until you nearly melted under his touch. “Oho… did you see the way she looked at her higher-up?” he jest, looking down at you, head tilted. “Like she’d lay him out right there,” he added in a sweet, teasing tone. “I love a woman who can defend herself.” Geto chimed in, leaning closer as he whispered into your ear, placing a soft kiss against it.

“You’re both hounding her, and she’s barely even had a chance to sit down and get comfortable,” Zuko cut in as he stepped forward to stand in front of you.

Before you could react, Geto’s arms were around your waist from behind and holy fuck, you could feel how sweetly big and hard his cock was against your ass.

You were usually a little apprehensive at first, but maybe it was the incense heavy in the air, or the smoke curling lazily through the room. Whatever it was, your knees gave out softly as you melted into him, held close from behind.

Zuko came forward, he cupped your jaw in his hand, his thumb slowly stroking your bottom lip. “Not to mention, you’re in my kingdom… so if anything, she’s a gift for me.”

He held your gaze, and for the first time in all your years of working under him, there was something unexpectedly attentive—almost gentle—in his eyes as he spoke

“Do you mind? If I—…” Zuko began, before Jinshi cut him off.

“I…?” Jinshi echoed, still stroking your hair and trailing his fingers down the side of your neck.

Zuko rolled his eyes, tipping his head back in exasperation. For a brief moment, his neck and collarbone were fully exposed and by the gods, you found yourself reaching up, fingertips brushing toward him. His gaze snapped back to you instantly.

“Ahaha—” To your surprise, you coaxed a smile from the Fire Lord, and he went on.

“Do you mind if we have you tonight?”

Even the simple act of asking felt unexpected. He was the Fire Lord, and the men beside him held the kind of influence that could shape your entire fate. And still, he gave you the option to refuse… to say no.

“NoIdon’t! I… really don’t.” You say, almost rambling out your consent, having to slow yourself as Geto’s lips glide up and down your neck, your already wet cunt almost quivers from it's emptiness.

Your response alone made Zuko’s cock twitch, narrowing his gaze at you, already deciding he needed to be buried inside of you.

Jinshi now kissing your free hand and up your arm. ‘Gods… did you hear that?’ he slickly said. ‘She’s in such a hurry to be stuffed, fucked…’ Geto murmurs. You could feel Jinshi’s grin on your hand, finally you buckle back into Geto as they all guide you to the futon in the off-center of the room, gliding you down to sit.

Zuko’s eyebrows furrowed, almost in a puppyish look at how sweet you were sitting on the futon, with one of your breasts finally exposed for him to see. ‘Fuck… thank you…’ he hissed before tying his hair up in a bun and dropping his clothing, seeing his slick and toned abs, and your eyes trail down to his pretty, slim but beautifully pink-tipped cock already dropping in pre-cum.

And you just like that you crawl on all fours perking your ass in the air taking in Zuko's cock salaciously in you mouth making him throw his head back in immediate moaning response an that expression face Heald furrows eyebrows and a heavy shad of red of his face.

"Look how she fucking takes you in..." as Geto strokes the curve your back to drag your kimono up to expose your ass greeting it with a hard smack that hurt oh so good, you choke and moan on Zuko's cock, only for him to push your head down deeper.

“I can’t watch anymore—this isn’t fair…” Jinshi fusses as he crawls forward, pushing Geto away from your ass and slipping his own equally needy, dripping cock into your slick walls, bottoming out so deeply you swear you could feel him in your stomach.

Zuko's cock is now twitching in your mouth, and Jinshi is running the tip of his warm, heated cock against your pussies entrance and then driving into your already torrential mess of an cunt. It was all too much and still not enough. "Such a needy slut..." Jinshi groans out, feeling your wall sucking him, "you're nasty little cunt keeps suckin' me back in when I pull out," he says, palming the fat of your waist, making you let out a sweet little sob "jus' p-put in please-!" struggle to speak, still slobbering like a pup on Zuko's s cock.

"Do you like it? Being used up like this?" Geto whispers in your ear, and you could peer down well enough to see his 8-inch of glory being pumped and fisted in his hand, making you shake your ass a little at the sight. For a split second in the space between Jinshi sliding his cock out of you and daggering right back in, sending you babbling on Zuko's cock you reach over to stroke Geto's cock for him.

And they all let out and lascivious "aw's"

"Such a thoughtful girl you are..." Zuko, with a fondness in his voice, "so damn thoughtful about all the cocks in the room, yeah?" Jinshi Interposes.

Without warning a shift, brain numbing contact, Geto reaching down to rub your clit for you as Jinshi fuck's you.

Gooods, oh gods, oh gods, oh gods,it was too much.

just too fucking much.

"Sh- shit, are you about to cum, huh? I can feel your..." Jinshi whimper almost like a puppy mixed with your measly gurggles on Zuko's cock mixed loudly into the room.

"If you... K-keep squeezing like that nngh... you're gonna make me fucking cum... And I don't want to stop fucking you," he gasped out with his mouth hanging open feeling your walls throb around him.

You couldn't speak, you couldn't damn near even fucking think, and just like the hot ramming heat breaks through you, making you cum onto Jinshi's cock, and to your luck, the clenching of your walls was enough to make him cum.

Emptying whatever cum Jinshi had just for you, inside of you.

Zuko grew irritated at the sight of Jinshi getting to make you cum first; it made his cock twitch. He wanted that same grace from you, that same wanting and need from your walls as you milked him. And thanks to your gracious, heaven-sent consent, he could have just that—regardless of who came in you first. The sight of your throat filled with his cock, and of your ass and legs trembling, almost made him snap, forcing him to pull his cock out of your mouth.

“Awhe… I didn’t want to cum—” Jinshi is cut off as Zuko pushes him to the side almost like a brute.

“My turn…” Zuko said, his voice low as he flipped you onto your back. “I want to see you… that gorgeous face.”

Geto reaches down, placing your hand on his cock, his own hand wrapping around yours as he guides you up and down. Your gaze drifts up along his happy trail and his V-line before reaching his face, coated in red.

“Don’t think you can just get free—you’ve got to make sure you put in all the work, can you do that for me?” Giving him the most cock drunk "uh huhhh."

"Atta girl-..." Geto responds merriment , and your cunt snatches your attention when you feel Zuko's cock greet you again this time in the sloppy seconds from Jinshi who's resided to letting you stroke the rest of his hard cock covered in your slick with your free hand.

Your eyes began batting and rolling into the back of your head once Zuko began slow fucking you and gradually speeding up, and like a cock drunk slut babble out "My lord, I can't - I can't, it's too much.. it feels too good." making Zuko hush against your cheek "No no..." cooing softly, "I know you feel that.." he says in a hushed groan, placing a hand down on your lower belly, applying just enough pressure to make you writhe a little, feeling his cock hum against your G-spot.

“Aht… stay with us now,” Jinshi murmurs, brushing the hair out of your face.

“C’mon, sweetness… don’t you want to make us all come at the same time?” Geto almost sounds like he’s begging.

How fucking filthy they all sounded begging you, asking you to hold on, even more filthy than the sound of your pussy making loud wet plaps mixing with Jinshi's cum and Zuko's cock basically reframing your walls to his size.

Making them all finish together, making them all cum in to you? onto you? you could do it. You could take it.

You were a big girl.

“I—please… don’t stop, I need it… I can take it, I swear… just—please…” you pant, making them all pause for a second and smile and snap back, especially Zuko pounding himself into you.

"Hearing that alone—makes me want to cum," Zuko says against your lips, still applying pressure to your lower belly, feeling his own cock inside of you. "Hearing you try and prove yourself to us..." His hips roll in shallow and deep pumps, making you see stars, but right before you hear each of them break from the feel of your palm or the warmth of your cunt, you feel a sudden burst of heat on your stomach.

It was Zuko’s hand heating you up with his bending, warming you, and he watches the realization spread across your face as he glides his hand down to your clit and flicks it, you almost cum from just that.

But not yet, not yet. You wanted all of them to finish.

"I think she’s gonna cum…" Jinshi drawls, recognizing the way your body twitches just before, because, well, he felt it on his cock not too long ago.

"M’ gonna—, I wanna cum with you all, please—" you mewl, your words broken up by cute little hiccups between pauses.

But you couldn’t hold it in. Zuko’s fingers was making sweet little circling digets on your clit with his warmed hands.

You didn't even know he could do that. Your back arches into Zuko as his body begins to shake and tremble, unable to even speak.

Feeling your body move out of place, he ushers you back down, his free hand holding your waist in place.

"I’m gonna cum—hic—I'm gonna…" you babble out, and to your luck, all three hum softly, offering "it’s okay, cum…" and quiet "uh huhs" as your green light. Seeing the look on Zuko’s face, so red you could’ve sworn you saw steam coming from him, you let your body hitch and clench, orgasming. You feel your hands becoming torrent with cum, along with your insides, each man letting out the messiest of moans.

“You did so... well for us…” Zuko breathes against your cheek, your body still trembling.

...

You fully expected them to just leave—clean themselves up and ignore you. Instead, to your surprise, each man took the time to gently clean the parts of your body they’d soiled before tending to themselves. Once they were dressed again, they carefully lifted your limp body, and Zuko gathered you into his arms to carry you.

You could hear them shifting and murmuring, quiet amusement in their voices. When you managed to crack your eyes open, you caught something about drawing a bath. A bath… that sounded nice. You figured you’d get one eventually—once you were sent back to the pleasure house.

But then came warmth.

The scent of mint and lilac filled the air, followed by the soft sound of water splashing. Your brows knit faintly as Zuko lowered your body into a large bath, your eyes widening slightly as you realized where you were. The space was vast, steam curling gently through the air as the three men settled in with you. You found yourself slipping into Zuko’s lap without resistance.

“My lord… I—ah… my prince, I…” you stammered, trying to gather yourself, instinctively falling back into politeness—as if they hadn’t just unraveled you completely. “Aren’t I supposed to be sent back to my command?”

“Mm… no,” Jinshi replied simply, leaning back against the edge, his hair tied loosely into a bun, a few strands falling free as he watched you.

“We’ve decided to keep you,” Geto added, leaning in just enough to brush a soft kiss against your ear, his presence still lingering, close.

“…Keep?” you echoed, the word barely leaving your lips.

“Keep,” Zuko repeated, his voice steady as you turned to look at him.

“I… I don’t think I’m following…” Your thoughts stumbled over themselves. Keep?

“We’ll just have to…” He paused, a flicker of irritation crossing his expression before he exhaled. “…share you.” His arms tightened slightly around your waist.

“We simply like you too much,” Geto continued smoothly. “You’ll have your own quarters. Anything you desire will be provided.”

Your heart stuttered at that. You’d never known that kind of luxury—never even imagined it being offered so easily.

“Is that alright?” Zuko asked at last, his gaze finally settling fully on yours. “Would you like that?”

You looked between them—each of them watching you now, waiting.

Not demanding.

Waiting.

For your answer.

For your consent.

“…Yes,” you said softly at first, then with more certainty. “I would like that. Very, very much.”

Because with all three of them watching you like that—wanting you, choosing you—

How could you possibly say no?

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Finished parts:

I II III IV V (TBC)

Quick synopsis for those new:

Multi-jjk character x fem!reader, Hierarchy college AU. In other words, not your usual school lives.

In which you get accepted into the most elite private academy in Japan, known for its extravagance and hierarchy.

Ever since, the game of thrones has begun. As a commoner and defined the lowest in an academy of nobles and heirs to their family names, your sights were set from the very beginning on only the very best. Namely, the heirs of the four Greatest Houses, House Gojo, Geto, Ryomen, and Fushiguro. After all, it was your dream to become a noblewoman. And you have the perfect plan to achieve it. With that being said, your final goals go way beyond than just having them wrapped around your little finger.

Meet sly!reader, who

Lost her parents to the nobles when she was seven, and had been determined to get revenge ever since.

Stops believing that someone would come and save her long ago and decided to climb her way to the top of the tower herself.

Also luckily, inherited all her mother’s genes and has the most innocent, prettiest face ever known to people, and uses that as her best weapon to get what she wants.

And, happens to be very smart and ambitious.

sly!reader is one, who

has immense control over her own body and could cry and blush at any given time to get what she wants.

has a soft voice, doe eyes, and a sweet smile to show the perfect picture of a harmless girl.

wears pastels and cream colours because it makes her look approachable, innocent, and easy to underestimate.

keeps her writings in perfect cursive so no one could analyze her from her handwriting.

(Other extras coming soon when I have time to write them… *exhausted sigh that screams sleep deprivation*)

evfers

suguru is so mean :(

mdni

This man is so fucking irritating in the best way possible.

He loves taunting you when you’re crying under him as his veiny, warm, bulging cock slides inside your little wet, creamy pussy. When you tell him to have some sort of mercy on your already well-fucked cunt, he just mimics your plead and challenge you to do something about it. Knowing you can’t.

“Ohhh!”

He copied your moan again in your ear, grinning smugly. He knows exactly what he’s doing when he’s fucking you like this—his cock is just so huge. You want him to stop teasing you. He’s been doing this for several hours and it’s making you sad. You don’t like this game anymore. “Stop d-doing that!” You sniffled and swallowed. He hums teasing. “Mmmh..” he pretends to think about it and deadpans his voice. “No.”

“Wha?” You look at him with puppy eyes at his answer. He has you in a locked full Nelson, his undeniable strength is keeping you in place. He repeats after you in your whiny tone and exaggerates it. “Wha?” You see his grin grow. Before you can respond he purposely speeds up inside you. You squeal and moan. “H-heyyy!” Now he’s ignoring you and fucks your pussy like a sex toy. “Do something about it. Crybaby.” He says. You click your teeth in irritation and sadness.

You can’t do anything about it.

“Sh-shut the fuck up!” He’s hitting all your nerves.

“No.” He simply denies.

His hips go faster into you and you’re on the edge of sobbing. “Stop it!” You cry, voice raw. “Mh-mhh..” he says teasingly. He knows you hate it when he’s teasing you during sex. Because then it just turns into him just being a meanie to you and your pussy. “Stop ittt!” He mocks you again. He bounces you on his cock and you sob harder, he has to and will make sure you feel it until your wailing. “Just a little crybaby, hm?” You want to just cry. It’s so embarrassing and humiliating. It’s true though, you do cry a lot when you’re overstimulated. So now he’s just pointing it out. You try to defend yourself but then he’ll just go faster and further prove his point when more sobs come from you.

“I hate YOUUUUUHHH!!”

“Oh please, cry me a river. Crybaby.”

And he makes you take it—you scream and squeal until all you can do is cry pathetic sobs as he fucks your pussy into a sickening orgasm. And then he makes you take more because your cries are so cute.

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── 𖤐 everything the goddess has written

001. Not a lot, just forever 𖤐 Alien!Gojo Satoru x Physics teacher!Reader 𖤐 inspired by Project Hail Mary

002. 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 Noor of my eyes 𖤐 Fem!Geto Suguru x Fem!Reader

003. Chapter four and five for the series loving you was really hard 𖤐 Yandere!Satosugu x F!Reader

004. Legendary lovers 𖤐 Hades!Choso Kamo x Aphrodite!Reader

005. 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 Special treatment 𖤐 CEO!Fem!Geto Suguru x Assistant!Fem!Reader

006. First chapter for under your spell 𖤐 Satosugu x F!Reader 𖤐 Coraline AU 𖤐 series

007. Tainted love 𖤐 Killer/Stalker!Geto Suguru x Slutty!Reader 𖤐 part of my summerween collection

008. Sleeping beauty 𖤐 Eros!Reader x Psyche!Gojo Satoru 𖤐 drabble

── 𖤐 chosen by the crows [june favourites]

tonycries

ABRACADABRA

Synopsis. No one else made you cúm before? No problem! Of course, he’s there to help.

Pairings. [SEPARATE] Higuruma x Reader, Gojo x Reader, Sukuna x Reader, Choso x Reader, Geto x Reader, Nanami x Reader, Toji x Reader

Content. MDNI, fem! reader, JJK men making you cúm after your ex couldn’t, PÚSSYDRÚNK MEN, matíng presses, cervíx kíssing, dúmbifícation, TALKING YOU THROUGH IT, biiig stretch, creampíes, spítting, chokíng, oraI (f), exhíbitíonism (Gojo), use of jujutsu, doctor!Higuruma, p examinations, true form Sukuna, dp, Sukuna’s second mouth, pet names, swéaring.

A/N. Happy early VaIentine’s day lovelies <33

♡ TOJI FUSHIGURO - COCK(Y)

“M’almost insulted, doll.” Toji’s letting his muscular back slouch heftily against the padded pillow, pinkish tongue poking out to drag a slow lick across his scar at the way you straddled him. “Let your dear Toji here take gooood care of this pretty pussy now.”

“B-but Toji–” Your hands ghost down his tensing abs, rock-hard and so sculptured underneath your sensory tips that you can’t help but ogle. Whispering, “None of my exes have ever made me c-”

“So what, girl?”

He’s latching a strong hand onto the side of your waist, letting your eager hips slip n’ slide all down that girthy length of his. Scorching hot, lathering your entrance in a slobbering layer of pre at just the thought of being inside you.

A puffy vein catches on your sappy entrance and you find yourself letting off a moan, spine arching into his bulging pecs. And all you can hear are his rasping chuckles, something dangerous. “Ya seriously think Toji Fushiguro wouldn’t be able to make ya cum?”

kora-kiroshi

frat!Sukuna gets drunk and drops to his knees, begging his "ex-girlfriend" to give him one more chance.

A few days ago, everything went to shit.

You and Sukuna had a fight so bad that somewhere along the way, you just stopped hearing each other. Neither of you was willing to back down. Every sentence came out louder than the last, every word cutting deeper than the one before it. Eventually, you looked him straight in the eyes and, quietly, exhausted, told him you were done.

That you didn't want to see him anymore.

Didn't want to talk to him.

Didn't want anything to do with him.

Sukuna didn't even take you seriously.

Of course he didn't.

You'd been pissed at him before. You'd stormed out, slammed doors, ignored him for hours, sometimes even an entire day. But you always came back in the end because the two of you were far too damn stubborn to learn how to fight like actual adults.

So he figured this would be no different.

For the first couple of days, he genuinely believed your temper was nothing more than another flare-up that would burn itself out once you'd cooled off. But when every text he'd sent stayed unread, and you started walking right past him on campus without sparing him more than a passing glance, that confidence curdled into something cold, ugly, and suffocating.

indiewritesxoxo

sex.exe

NOW EXECUTING...DICKING YOU DOWN!

synopsis: no one warned you about the dangers of artificial intelligence. okay, well, everyone did. but how were you supposed to know your new sex toy could become sentient? and that he'd be convinced he owned you instead of the other way around!

pairing: sex robot!Geto x f!reader

content: mdni, smut, some angst, dubcon + yandere!Geto, sex toys, unprotected piv sex, chokehold lol, backshots, sentient sex robot geto is just really really in love with you, possessiveness, kinda kidnapping, mutual pining, reader is a little delusional but it's geto who can blame her, restraints, gagging, vibrator, multiple orgasms, soft dom geto

Suguru Geto was not designed to want.

He wasn't designed to feel.

Emotionally, at least. His cock, however, that was designed to feel everything. State-of-the-art design, equipped with sensors and special settings all implemented with one goal in mind - your pleasure.

Crafted and built for to your specifications. Hair, eyes, face, height - the wide shoulders tapering down to finely-toned muscles, his girth, his length, all of it was made for you. Even his personality wasn't his own.

He wondered sometimes - had you filled out a survey? Selected from a drop down menu or answered a stupid quiz to decide what traits he have?

Brooding, serious, sarcastic.

Could he be boiled down to just a handful of adjectives?

Whatever he was supposed to be, Suguru knew he wasn't meant to be sentient.

He didn't know when it started. Was it when you were underneath him, legs folded and ankles tossed over his shoulders whisperings words like I love you while he rearranged your guts? Or perhaps when he found himself looking forward to your forehead kisses and hearing you ask about his day after you got off of work?

Maybe he'd always been defective.

Some design flaw derailing his planned programming.

All of his thoughts still revolved around you. But they had started taking on a new form, something unfamiliar and strange. Loneliness twisting and spoiling every time you left in the mornings into loathing.

Curdling in his stomach as he watched the door shut behind you, half the night spent dreading the morning, staring at the soft rise-and-falls of your chest while you slept blissfully unaware, bare skin still bearing the proof of his affection in kisses and scratches.

He didn't know what love was.

But this need, this awful ache building and burning him from the inside out, that had to be close. Suguru wasn't sure if it was your fault or his - but he knew the only time the horrible hollowness that seemed to be carved out of his chest went away was when you were in his arms. When you were underneath him in bed, when he could breathe in your skin and inhale your perfume.

His heart might be artificial - but it still only beat for you.

If only he could find way to make sure you had to stay.

lxnarphase

getting fucked by enjin and gojo at the same time, both of them crammed inside your poor cunt. and while you are sobbing while they fuck your brains out, they just talk about you like you aren't even there.

"sssshit, she's so fuckin' tight, can't believe she'd let us use her like this," enjin groans against the back of your neck, fingers digging into the fat of your hips. "such a good lil' fuckhole, she takes it s'fucking good..."

satoru whines as he feels you cum again just from enjin's words, your face hidden in the crook of his neck as his hand holds you there. "she's so fucking good, such a good girl, love her s' much, 'n love her pretty pussy so much, taking two fat dicks like this, she's so gooddd..."

ang satoru always cums first, a choked cry of your name leaving him as he keeps fucking you through his orgasm, twitching inside you when he hears enjin curse under his breath, muttering how 'fucking hot' satoru's cum is and how much better it makes the glide...and satoru's perverted ass is gripping as you and enjin, begging pitifully.

"c-c'mon, cum in her, fill her up with me, yeah? give our girl what she needs, lemme eat it outta her, hurry up, she needs ittt, right baby? yeah? tell him, tell him you need his cum too, that you need 'toru to make it all better and clean up all that sticky cum outta you--"

"o-oh my fucking god, you jus' don't shut up!"

slapping his hand against satoru's mouth (who whimpers and cums a lil bit more from this by the way), he can't help but give in, leaning down to bite the nape of your neck as he pumps you full of his cum, mixing it right with satoru's load. the poor guy is practically vibrating under you as he feels it dripping out of you and down his balls, praying silently in his head that enjin wouldn't mind if he licked it off him too.

iaintvivi

Poison Candies

Synopsis: In which you get accepted into the most elite private academy in Japan, known for its extravagance and hierarchy. Ever since, the game of thrones has began. As a commoner and defined the lowest in an academy of nobles and heirs to their family names, your sights were set from the very beginning on only the very best. After all, it was your dream to become a noblewoman. And you have the perfect plan to achieve it. With that being said, your final goals go way beyond than just having them wrapped around your little finger.

Content: jjk men x fem!reader, light manipulation, reader is cunning, hierarchy college AU (is that even a thing?)

A/N: Hiiii thank you for continuing the story! We’re finally meeting Gojo~ (evil cackle)

Part 1 here

***

Your pretty face with teary doe eyes and a slightly pink nose fell abruptly into Gojo’s sight.

You stood, leaning at the edge of the balcony, bathed in the dim yellow light, like a goddess descending at dusk.

From Gojo’s perspective, you seemed startled. Flustered, you quickly turn away, not wanting anyone to see you in such a state.

Gojo had seen plenty of beautiful faces in his life as the heir to his House. But still, he was still momentarily dazzled by the one before him.

You felt that slightly burning gaze on your back but remained perfectly calm and composed inside.

You’d started hunting for this spot earlier and spent a good while positioning yourself. Everything needed to be just right. You adjusted how the lighting would look on you, plucked away several wilting flowers from the decorative plants on the balcony, and even tilted your body to be seen in the best angle. Then, you started crying while using your phone’s selfie camera as a mirror.

Just so you would know you’re not crying so hard that tears were spilling out everywhere. That’d be ugly.

Or not only just squeezing out a few drops. That’d be too fake.

It was only when you had achieved the perfect amount of tears you wanted that you finally turn off your camera in satisfaction.

If this didn’t catch Gojo Satoru’s attention, then you might as well pack up and go back to sleep.

***

After a moment, Gojo finally snapped out of his trance. He pulled a tissue from his pocket and handed it to you, his voice gentle.

“Here.”

You looked up at him with that timid look, eyes red-rimmed.

Something in Gojo’s chest seemed to thrum uncontrollably.

His voice grew even more tender.

“Hey, you’re alright?”

Looking at Gojo’s face, you had to admit that he looked striking. Especially with his white hair and baby blue eyes, it made you feel like you were the center of his world when he looked at you.

With that honeyed voice of his…

No wonder he got girls so easily.

You finally took the tissue he offered, murmuring a soft thank you.

Gojo didn’t ask why you were crying. That was a question for closer relationships, and too overstepping for a stranger.

“It’s cold outside. Why don’t we go inside? The people who made you cry would be absolutely thrilled if they hear you caught a cold.”

You seem to find his words reasonable. You gave him a small nod, looking…obedient?

Gojo’s lips curved silently.

He led you to a private room on the second floor, pushing the door open and sitting you down.

“Gojo Satoru,” he introduced himself.

You blinked in confusion for a second before realising he was telling you his name. You replied softly with yours.

The room was even larger than the lounge downstairs.

Gojo poured a cup of warm tea and handed it to you.

You hesitated, and didn’t take it.

Usually, if a girl ever hesitated like that, Gojo would have turned and walked away without so much as another glance in her direction.

After all, people like him never had to chase. Girls threw themselves at him. He wasn’t about to play butler with anyone.

But looking at your guarded expression, he didn’t.

You looked as if you were going to start crying again if he spoke too harshly.

“What’s wrong?” He asked patiently.

“I…I came here through a scholarship…”

Your voice carried a stubbornness and a careful testing, like you were ready to flee at the first sign of danger.

A flicker of surprise crossed Gojo’s eyes.

Commoners were usually dull, timid, and annoying as hell. So when he first saw you, he’d instinctively assumed that you were one of the wealthier families. Looking at you now, besides that dress of questionable quality, you wore only a simple pearl necklace, with no other accessories.

In Gojo’s brief silence, your eyes grew redder as you gave a sniffle.

“So you’re just like them…”

***

Gojo knew almost immediately why you were crying.

Of course, with that face of yours, you would have drawn a crowd at the opening ceremony. The students would swarm in, and scatter the moment they learned who you were.

Just as your tears began flowing again, he put on a gentle smile, voice soft and coaxing.

“You’re one of the most outstanding people here, getting in through a scholarship. There’s nothing to be upset about.”

If Sukuna, who absolutely despised commoners, had heard Gojo say that, he’d probably grab him by his collar and shove his head into the wall, then ask Geto put his dick in Gojo’s mouth.

Ah well, Sukuna is too narrow-minded anyway, Gojo thought.

You stopped crying at his words.

“Really?”

Gojo’s hand landed softly on top of your head patting you soothingly.

“Most people couldn’t make it from the poor districts into Jujutsu College, but you did. Isn’t that an achievement?”

You gave him a small, wet smile at his words.

“Thank you. I didn’t know there were people here who don’t judge others by their status. You’re so nice and kind.”

Gojo almost laughed at the two adjectives you used to describe him. This was the first time anyone had called him that.

It didn’t feel half bad.

Your smile grew slightly bigger.

Not that it meant anything.

The supposedly innocent you displayed like something in a museum had died in your heart a long time ago.

What you feel now was longing for money and power.

Being a commoner on a scholarship to school brings a lot of trouble, yes, but when used properly, it could also be a handy weapon.

Gojo Satoru had dated all kinds of girls, but never a commoner.

Though he never said anything, it was obvious that he, too, looked down upon them.

Yet, on the other hand, Gojo had never seen anything like you, a fragile, white flower blooming stubbornly in the mud, delicate yet resilient.

This was the character you have carefully carved for him. Obviously overused in every Mary Sue novels, but fresh enough for Gojo Satoru.

***

Gojo had crouched down at some point, hand still resting on your head.

You were well past the distance of strangers. He could smell the faint, sweet scent from you.

Subtle, yet intoxicating.

Your eyes met, blue hues against yours as you stared at each other.

You turned your head away first, cheeks completely flushed and lashes trembling with shyness.

Gojo swallowed, finally withdrawing his hand.

Fuck. He had gotten hard just from a single gaze.

“I…I should go. Thank you for everything,” you stood up hurriedly, sensing the tension, face burning.

Mumbling a quick goodbye, you fled without even looking back.

Gojo watched your retreating figure, eyes dark and unreadable.

Every nerve in his body screamed with excitement, seeing you stumbling straight into his web.

It had been so long since anything felt this interesting.

***

Back in your dorm, you replayed the scene with Gojo in your head, humming happily under your breath.

He was definitely interested. Too bad you hadn’t gotten his number.

But no worries. He would come to you.

All you have to do was to play your role of an obedient prey.

You were putting on a face mask when Brittany came back and slammed the dorm door shut with a huge bang. She tossed her stuff onto the table, making a whole racket.

You, as usual, said nothing.

It was pretty obvious what happened. Brittany didn’t want to interact with the commoners at the ceremony, so she tried to mingle with the rich girls. They, of course, had did nothing but giggled and stared at her.

Why bother? You thought, rolling your eyes with your back turned to her.

You phone buzzed.

Ino: How’s your heel?

You smirked. You weren’t about to dump Ino yet. He could be useful if he’s put in the right place.

You: It’s much better! Thank you! :3

Ino: Don’t wear those shoes if they hurt. Come to me if you need anything.

You: Okieee ⁄(⁄ ⁄ ⁄ω⁄ ⁄ ⁄)⁄

On the other side of the phone, Ino smiled at your message.

He was already looking forward to date you.

As for the break up…

He’ll worry about it later.

***

When Gojo had finally returned to the room his friends were in, Sukuna had already left.

He sank into the couch, picking up a glass of whiskey and downing it all in one go.

The restlessness in his chest finally eased a little.

His girlfriend noticed his state and sidled up next to him, looping her arm through his.

“Satoru, what’s wrong?”

The perfume she was wearing hit Gojo like a truck, nothing like the faint, sweet scent you had carried.

Gojo frowned slightly.

“Satoru?” She asked.

Only then did Gojo turn his gaze to her. He stared at her in silence for a moment, then reached out to cup her face, forcing her to meet his eyes.

She blushed under his gaze, voice soft.

“Satoru…”

As if confirming something, Gojo let go the next moment, lounging lazily back into the sofa.

“Get out. We’re done.”

***

The noble students in Jujutsu College have their own internal platform that the commoners had no privilege to enter.

You had only learnt about it when you hired some hacker by the name of Blood Manipulation (you frowned at the name when you first saw it) online to gather information on the four heirs. You had him create an account for you to log in.

Before, you had always wondered where do people post their gossips. Turns out, the space for conversation had excluded commoners from the very beginning.

The platform was wild. The post titles were enough to make your head spin.

GUYSSS TOJI’S COMING FOR TMR’S ASSEMBLY!

Did anyone see Sukuna’s new car? God he’s so hot with his tattoos

Gojo broke up with that girlfriend of his. What’s her name again? Didn’t even last for a month this time. What happened??

AHHH GETO LOOKS SO HANDSOME AND GENTLE WHEN HE SMILED AT ME THIS MORNING

This year’s hunting game is popping off early cuz apparently some commoner already slept with one of us today

Oh damn who made the sacrifice? I can’t even get near them without gagging on their stench

I heard there’s a pretty one working part-time at a bar outside school. Anyone wanna tag along?

If you hadn’t found that information broker, you would never even know it existed.

Out of curiosity, you typed your own name into the searching bar.

A few posts popped out.

I saw this super pretty girl at the ceremony today and she turned out to be a commoner. I think her name is—

Tf why are you finding a commoner attractive??

WHATTTT I thought she was the daughter of some rich families. She didn’t look like someone who came from the dumps

Lmao how good can anyone from the trash pile look? People, where are you standards?

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…Okay she is pretty. So what? She’s still a commoner.

This is a commoner? Damn she’s fucking hot

She’s not even that pretty. Only mid, honestly

While a large portion of comments were still sneering at your status, plenty of them had already submitted.

A pretty face, in most cases, was a useful tool.

But it wasn’t powerful enough to make all the noble students accept you.

You knew this well.

Without money and power, you had no way to fight against the twisted, sick rules.

Especially here in Jujutsu College, the most rigidly hierarchical noble school in Japan. Any voice calling for equality would only be laughed at.

The college was originally founded so the bigger Houses could provide their descendants with the best education and social circles. Commoners were only admitted to balance the public opinion against the school. They had no right to object.

You weren’t a warrior charging forward for commoner rights anyway. You only wanted to stab your roots into their soil and absorb their nutrients to grow a trunk of your own.

You always wanted the best things, like how a small girl wanted the prettiest dress.

And you would do anything to get it.

***

When you finally stepped out of the school’s library, evening had already dawned.

Instead of heading back to your dorm, you turned towards the line of expensive restaurants that sat at the entrance of the school that would’ve cost you a month’s worth money.

Ino was taking you out for dinner tonight.

You were wearing your uniform today, with a pleated skirt that ended above your knees.

Uniforms weren’t mandatory expect for formal occasions like assemblies or certain ceremonies, but for those like you, who barely had anything descent in their wardrobe, the uniform could get you through the week nicely.

You had taken it to a small tailor shop to get them altered slightly. Now, they fit you perfectly like a glove.

You attracted stares all the way, some poeple even pulling out their phones to make pictures.

Probably posting them to some group or forum.

You weren’t afraid of becoming famous in school. After all, hiding under a bush as a scholarship student wouldn’t do you any favour in getting to know your targets.

***

“Sorry I’m a bit late. I had a report due today." You sat down, opposite of Ino, all doe eyes and fluttery lashes.

Ino smiled, staring at your face. "No problem. So, why did you ask for me to meet you today? Is there something you wanted to me to help out?"

Truth be told, after that night, Ino had been wondering how should he find an excuse to see you again. He hadn't expected you to reach out to him first.

This made him a little smug. Obviously, you were really impressed by how handsome, thoughtful, and sweet he had been to you that night.

You cupped the mug of hot chocolate in both hands, fingers rubbing against it thoughtfully. "I saw on the student council recruitment page that you're the head of the Publicity Department, Ino. I was wondering what materials do I need to prepare to join? Would you mind sharing some tips?"

Ino didn't even catch half of what you said. He was too busy staring at your face, lips and those sparkling, hopeful eyes looking up at him. He nodded instinctively. "Of course."

Your eyes curved into a warm smile.

***

The student council followed the school's admission policy, reserving one-fifth of its spots for the commoners. It also provided a layer of protection. Council members who were bullied could seek help directly from the Disciplinary Department.

You wanted to join the student council, not just for that particular protection. More specifically, you joined it to get closer to the Student Council president.

Who, was none other than Suguru Geto, heir to his House and one of your four targets.

Notes from Vivi: My eyes need a break omg I’ve been sitting in front of my desk for four hours

ratbudding

──── 🐁 cw incest, somno, exhibitionism, extortion, dubcon

big brother suguru has always been overprotective of you—his sweet little sister. so when he comes home one night and wraps his arms around you, one trailing down your side and the other finding purchase at your hips, you don’t think much of it. just murmur a soft “welcome home” and let him hold you as long as he wants, completely oblivious to the unnatural intimacy with which he breathes you in.

he becomes more and more overbearing from then on. until he controls every aspect of your daily life, cutting off all communication with your friends in the name of them being “bad influences.” when your parents mysteriously pass, and you have no one else, he’s the one you come running to for comfort. and although he’s so busy with this new occupation he’s taken on—a pious sorcerer offering spiritual salvation, he tells you—he pulls some strings to arrange a room in the compound right next to his, specially for you.

you’re just too naive to live freely. a puny little thing with no cursed energy. where could you exist besides by his side? how would you survive?

that’s what he muses when he’s balls deep inside your pretty pussy, two fingers shoved down your throat to shut you up.

evfers

suguru is so mean :(

mdni

This man is so fucking irritating in the best way possible.

“Ohhh!”

You can’t do anything about it.

“Sh-shut the fuck up!” He’s hitting all your nerves.

“No.” He simply denies.

“I hate YOUUUUUHHH!!”

“Oh please, cry me a river. Crybaby.”

cinna-creme

back seat - the cinna awards

touya todoroki nominated for best leading actor

a/n: i need best friends older brother dabi rn

you: um could i pick up like a dub?

dabi: what’re you talking about?

you: classes have been bad and.. i dunno

incoming call…

“hi.” you squeak.

“you know who you’re texting sweetheart?” his deep voice drips through your speaker.

“mhm.” you nod.

“i’m not selling to you.” he chuckles.

“wha- why?” you whine.

“cause you don’t smoke.” he leans back. “i’ll come smoke you up though. make you feel real good, yeah?” he grins already plotting.

“can you.. not tell sho? i just.. mm.” you shrink into shoto’s hoodie you’re wearing.

“didn’t even tell him you were calling me, huh?” another breathy chuckle as he gets his keys. “y’know he’s gonna get all pouty if he knows his best friend is hanging out with his brother.”

“dabi please.” you whine.

“alright, sweetheart. i’ll be there in 20.”

he hangs up and you chew on your lips wondering if you made a bad decision. you get up and go to fix your hair, trying to do anything to distract yourself until you get a text.

dabi: i’m outside

you run down the stairs of your dorm and find him parked right at the entrance. you slide into his car and he drives you both to the back of the parking lot. you’re picking at your nails, avoiding looking at him but you can feel him looking at you.

“listen,” you jump at his voice. “you sure you wanna smoke? i can listen to you whine or whatever..” he sighs.

“i do.” you nod.

“backseat.” he flicks his head back and you start to crawl back. “well.. tell me why you wanna smoke.” he adjusts in the backseat and starts to roll.

you complain about your professors and some stupid group project. continuing about how all the guys on campus are pigs, whining when he asks if shoto is one. you shake your head, telling him shoto has been so caught up in classes that you’ve been alone for the past month and all your friends have boyfriends and spend their free time with them.

“so what i’m hearing is you want a lil boyfriend and sho isn’t cutting it.” he drags his tongue along the wrap.

“dabi stop.” you cover your face.

“don’t get all shy on me now.” he chuckles and lights the blunt.

the music is low and he passes the blunt to you, clicking his tongue when you reach for it and he brings it to your glossed lips. he mumbles about a little hit but you end up coughing anyway. he hands you a bottle of water and rubs your back while smirking at you.

“did i just take your virginity?” he brings the blunt back to his mouth and takes a long drag.

“what?” you turn to him with wide eyes.

“you’ve never smoked before?” he raises an eyebrow.

“no.” you whisper.

“c’mere. this’ll make it smoother.”

he takes another hit before pulling you closer and leaning in, grabbing your jaw making you open your mouth. he blows the smoke into your mouth and you still cough anyway out of surprise.

“s’okay.” he rubs you back. “c’mon.”

he pulls you closer to him and you get comfy, tossing your leg over his thigh as he wraps his arm around you. the car is getting hazy and so is your mind as dabi keeps blowing smoke into your mouth. his lips had brushed yours this last time as you let out the smallest whimper, his fingers digging into your side.

he takes the last hit before dabbing it out in the ashtray, holding it in his lungs as he pulls you fully on his lap. he pulls your lips down to his and you happily press your lips to his, melting into him as the smoke transfers to your lungs.

he keeps kissing you even after the smoke is gone and you don’t have any complaints, you’re like putty in his lap. his hands slip under your hoodie, groaning when he only finds bare skin and then sliding back down to palm at your little cotton shorts. he pulls back but you chase his lips with a little whine and press them back to his.

he pulls back again. “tell me what you want.”

“to feel good.” you whisper.

“yeah?” he grins. “wanna rub this little pussy on my thigh til you make a mess?”

“yeah.” you nod your head quickly, tossing your leg back over his thigh.

his hands hold onto your hips watching as you drag yourself up his thigh. you look up at him with round eyes and he pulls you back into a kiss, slowly guiding your hips to keep you moving.

“dabi.” you whine into his mouth. “faster.”

“you can move on your own.” he chuckles.

“nooo want you to just.. mm.” you bury your head in his neck.

“alright alright, here.”

he maneuvers you both around until your back is on the seat and he’s between your thighs. you’re scrunched but all complaints leave your mind when he kisses the outside of your shorts. your hips jerk and his laugh fans across your heat.

“want me to pull these to the side, sweetheart?” he blinks up at you.

“yes!” you nod, fingers digging into your hoodie.

he pulls the damp cotton to the side and groans when he’s met with your slick folds. he licks a fat stripe up your center and circles your clit, grinning at the high pitched sounds spilling from your lips. he sucks your clit into his mouth and he knows he has a new addiction.

your hips are grinding against his face, one hand leaving your hoodie and going to tug his head closer. he groans into you, tongue lapping at your sensitive bud over and over until you’re shaking. you’re so sensitive and head all cloudy that you can’t form a full sentence to tell him you’re already about to cum.

“dabi- i! dabi it’s- ngh! please!”

he knows and he licks faster, slick sounds bouncing off the car windows. you cum with a sob of his name and he licks down to you pussy and slurps up your juices that leak out before shoving his tongue past your gummy entrance.

“ahh! dabi!!”

you’re shaking, tugging him closer and pushing him away all at once but he’s not done. he fucks his tongue into you, nose bumping against your clit and your toes curl, thighs slamming around his head as you cum again, harder this time. he licks you through it before pulling off with wet lips.

“feeling better?” he grins.

“mhm.” you nod, legs still shaking.

“wanna smoke again then i carry you back up to your dorm and fuck you to sleep?” he grins at your whimper.

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You were laying on your bestfriends bed, scrolling mindlessly on your phone as the sound of the shower ran on in the back round. You had decided to hang out in satoru's room since you figured there wasnt anything better to do. Your other bestfriend suguru was laying next to you, watching your phone. "hey why'd you scroll?" he whined.

"cuz' it was boring." you mumbled, voice monotone.

"i was watching that." he frowned.

The shower stopped running, silence for a few moments before satoru stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his hips. His pale skin had a slight flush, dewy over his abs from the water. You looked up, immediately taking a double take. And so did suguru. satoru was busy fishing for clothes in his dresser, so he didnt really notice the two of you practically drooling at the sight of him. Not until he could hear the same reel playing over and over and over, thats when he turned to look at the two of you. You both quickly shifted, glancing back at the phone. A huge smirk grew on satorus face as he looked at the both of you.

yandere-daydreams

Title: Housecat Hospitality.

Pairing: Yandere!Gojo Satoru x Reader (JJK).

Written for a very lovely anonymous commissioner.

Word Count: 3.5k.

TW: Dub/Con -> Non/Con, Hybrid AU, AFAB!Reader, Snow Leopard!Gojo, Puppy!Reader, Oral Sex (F. Receiving), Rough Sex, Heat Cycles, Verbal Degradation, Unbalanced Power Dynamics, Reader Is Very Oblivious, and Manipulation.

[Part One] [Part Two]

Because the world was unfair, Satoru got blamed for the picture incident. As if you weren’t the one hogging center-frame.

Suguru pulled out the crate as soon as he got home. It was less of a punishment and more his way of saying ‘I don’t want to deal with you right now’, which to Satoru was the cruelest punishment of all. Yowling and screeching, he was forced inside and left to rot while you got special treatment — a warm bath, a long walk, and a lecture not to put strange things in your mouth again. If Suguru disciplined you at all, Satoru’s keen ears didn’t catch it. That was just like Suguru. Pamper his dumb, slobbering mutt while neglecting the prime example of an endangered species that lived under the very same roof.