Hi. How are you? Are you going to continue your story about the Suguru cheater?
I’m good! ^^
But noooooo, I won’t be continuing that story. It’s already over :(
I’m not really interested in adding a revenge part of the story just ‘cause lol, it’d just be the same old plot where the reader gets with a better man and yada yada
Not that that’s bad, but it’s just typical yk so I’m just gonna leave the story as it is :)
Synopsis: After a month of separation, you try to get your life back on track. It’s hard, but each piece you take back from your formerly shared house almost feels like a small victory to healing. Almost.
The past month has been difficult for you ever since that tragic event. A morning that should’ve been filled with love and relaxation, had quickly turned into one of heartbreak and betrayal. All because of a slip of the tongue.
You had demanded details, information, everything. Who she is, what she is to your husband, how it all started, how deep his feelings for her run… They were all details you wanted and didn’t want to know all at the same time, each answer only piercing your heart.
Mizutani Fumiko, Suguru’s coworker and mistress. For months, he’s been taking her out on dates, spoiling her on work trips, and fucking her behind your back. You had hoped he was just… bored, that he couldn’t control his urges, but…
“I love her.” Suguru had confessed that morning. “… Truly.”
The separation was a given, but that didn’t make things hurt any less for either of you. Suguru had truly loved you and it pained him to see you so… broken. You didn’t kick him out like he expected. Instead, it was you who left to stay with a friend while you tried to figure out a new living situation. The healing was very slow, painfully slow. One day, you felt at peace and content, but then the next day would be filled with tears and sorrow.
Even now, as you get dressed to go get the remainder of your things from Suguru, your heart aches. Shoko frowns as she watches you check your phone for the time.
“You sure you don’t want me to come with?” She asks, crossing her arms. You smile and shake your head.
“It’s fine. Besides, I’m sure you don’t wanna witness another screaming match.” You reply. She shivers at the memory of last week, when she got caught in the middle of you and Suguru.
“Well… just call if you need help.” She nods, then leaves to go make herself some lunch in the kitchen. You’re grateful to her, really. When news of the affair reached the ears of all your mutual friends, most of them took your side instead of Suguru’s, the rest simply remained neutral.
The drive to Suguru’s place feels longer than usual. The driveway, that previously held both your cars, now only has his sitting alone in his usual spot. You leave your phone in the center cupholder, completely forgetting to text him that you’re here. You walk up to the front door and unlock the door with your key.
“Suguru, I’m-“ A moan cuts you off, stopping you dead in your tracks.
“Ngh~ Sugu..! More~!” A feminine voice whines from the living room. Soft moans and breathy grunts can be heard from there along with the sounds of wet skin slapping against skin. Your stomach churns instantly, but you can’t bring yourself to leave.
Slowly, you approach the living room, remaining hidden around the corner as you peer in. There, on the couch, is your soon-to-be ex-husband and his mistress. It almost makes you sick seeing her for the first time.
She’s young, likely in her early or even mid-20s. Long, silky hair that’s been dyed blonde judging by her darkened roots. You don’t see her eyes, but you assume they must be his favorite color since he’s staring up at her like she hung the stars in the sky. Her body… smooth, unblemished, perfect curves. Each time her ass smacks down on his thighs, it’s like another crack to your heart.
Fumiko bounces eagerly on Suguru’s cock, both of them half-dressed like they couldn’t wait to have each other. His sweats are pooled at his ankles, his shirt discarded to the side. She’s barely dressed, only wearing one of his old college sweaters. The fabric is hiked up around her tits which your husband has his hands on. He palms them so gently, like their pieces of treasure, like her body as a whole is the most precious piece of art he’s even seen and touched.
“Fuck… Fumi…” Suguru groans softly, his head tilting back while he closes his eyes. His cock throbs inside her sweet pussy, prompting her to ride him faster.
“Oh, Sugu..! Mmm… When’re you gonna get me a new ring..?” Fumiko asks with a pout. Ring? You tense up. Ring?
“Soon, baby… Soon… There’s still paperwork I gotta do, remember?”
Their moans and grunts chill you to the bone. It’s one thing to know what they’ve been up to, but never see it, and another thing to finally witness it. Insecurity bites at your very soul as you take in every bit of perfection in this woman. You can’t help but think… no wonder she stole him so easily, no wonder he’s enjoying her so much. It makes you sick to your stomach, but you can’t stop the negative thoughts.
The sounds of her squelching pussy only gets louder as her juices gush out around his cock, wetting his thighs. Suguru only moans as he grips her hips, aiding her with bouncing faster in his cock.
“Almost there, baby… Gonna fill you up…” He groans against the crook of her neck. He peppers her smooth skin with sweet kisses, his eyes dazed with pleasure.
Fumiko whines loudly as she grips his broad shoulders, those very shoulders you used to cry and lean on when things were tough. But now? Those are her shoulders. Her crutches.
They moan in sync as she slams herself down on his cock one last time. Suguru’s vision whites, his cock pulsing as he empties his load inside her with a groan. Fumiko trembles on his lap, eventually looping her arms around his neck as she melts into him. Their shared pants for breath keep you still. You can’t look away, even as your heart grinds to dust.
“Let’s get you cleaned up now.” Suguru grins, gently patting her butt. He pulls out, his softened cock flopping uselessly. He grabs some tissues off the coffee table and wipes them both clean before giving her a sweet kiss. “Love you.”
“Love you too.” Fumiko giggles softly.
You watch as his eyes then flick down to her stomach and your whole body freezes in shock. No. No, no.
“And I love you, my little miracle.” He lays Fumiko down and presses soft kisses to her belly, rubbing over it gently.
Haha I’m not sorry LMFAOOOOOO
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Synopsis: After a month of separation, you try to get your life back on track. It’s hard, but each piece you take back from your formerly shared house almost feels like a small victory to healing. Almost.
The past month has been difficult for you ever since that tragic event. A morning that should’ve been filled with love and relaxation, had quickly turned into one of heartbreak and betrayal. All because of a slip of the tongue.
You had demanded details, information, everything. Who she is, what she is to your husband, how it all started, how deep his feelings for her run… They were all details you wanted and didn’t want to know all at the same time, each answer only piercing your heart.
Mizutani Fumiko, Suguru’s coworker and mistress. For months, he’s been taking her out on dates, spoiling her on work trips, and fucking her behind your back. You had hoped he was just… bored, that he couldn’t control his urges, but…
“I love her.” Suguru had confessed that morning. “… Truly.”
The separation was a given, but that didn’t make things hurt any less for either of you. Suguru had truly loved you and it pained him to see you so… broken. You didn’t kick him out like he expected. Instead, it was you who left to stay with a friend while you tried to figure out a new living situation. The healing was very slow, painfully slow. One day, you felt at peace and content, but then the next day would be filled with tears and sorrow.
Even now, as you get dressed to go get the remainder of your things from Suguru, your heart aches. Shoko frowns as she watches you check your phone for the time.
“You sure you don’t want me to come with?” She asks, crossing her arms. You smile and shake your head.
“It’s fine. Besides, I’m sure you don’t wanna witness another screaming match.” You reply. She shivers at the memory of last week, when she got caught in the middle of you and Suguru.
“Well… just call if you need help.” She nods, then leaves to go make herself some lunch in the kitchen. You’re grateful to her, really. When news of the affair reached the ears of all your mutual friends, most of them took your side instead of Suguru’s, the rest simply remained neutral.
The drive to Suguru’s place feels longer than usual. The driveway, that previously held both your cars, now only has his sitting alone in his usual spot. You leave your phone in the center cupholder, completely forgetting to text him that you’re here. You walk up to the front door and unlock the door with your key.
“Suguru, I’m-“ A moan cuts you off, stopping you dead in your tracks.
“Ngh~ Sugu..! More~!” A feminine voice whines from the living room. Soft moans and breathy grunts can be heard from there along with the sounds of wet skin slapping against skin. Your stomach churns instantly, but you can’t bring yourself to leave.
Slowly, you approach the living room, remaining hidden around the corner as you peer in. There, on the couch, is your soon-to-be ex-husband and his mistress. It almost makes you sick seeing her for the first time.
She’s young, likely in her early or even mid-20s. Long, silky hair that’s been dyed blonde judging by her darkened roots. You don’t see her eyes, but you assume they must be his favorite color since he’s staring up at her like she hung the stars in the sky. Her body… smooth, unblemished, perfect curves. Each time her ass smacks down on his thighs, it’s like another crack to your heart.
Fumiko bounces eagerly on Suguru’s cock, both of them half-dressed like they couldn’t wait to have each other. His sweats are pooled at his ankles, his shirt discarded to the side. She’s barely dressed, only wearing one of his old college sweaters. The fabric is hiked up around her tits which your husband has his hands on. He palms them so gently, like their pieces of treasure, like her body as a whole is the most precious piece of art he’s even seen and touched.
“Fuck… Fumi…” Suguru groans softly, his head tilting back while he closes his eyes. His cock throbs inside her sweet pussy, prompting her to ride him faster.
“Oh, Sugu..! Mmm… When’re you gonna get me a new ring..?” Fumiko asks with a pout. Ring? You tense up. Ring?
“Soon, baby… Soon… There’s still paperwork I gotta do, remember?”
Their moans and grunts chill you to the bone. It’s one thing to know what they’ve been up to, but never see it, and another thing to finally witness it. Insecurity bites at your very soul as you take in every bit of perfection in this woman. You can’t help but think… no wonder she stole him so easily, no wonder he’s enjoying her so much. It makes you sick to your stomach, but you can’t stop the negative thoughts.
The sounds of her squelching pussy only gets louder as her juices gush out around his cock, wetting his thighs. Suguru only moans as he grips her hips, aiding her with bouncing faster in his cock.
“Almost there, baby… Gonna fill you up…” He groans against the crook of her neck. He peppers her smooth skin with sweet kisses, his eyes dazed with pleasure.
Fumiko whines loudly as she grips his broad shoulders, those very shoulders you used to cry and lean on when things were tough. But now? Those are her shoulders. Her crutches.
They moan in sync as she slams herself down on his cock one last time. Suguru’s vision whites, his cock pulsing as he empties his load inside her with a groan. Fumiko trembles on his lap, eventually looping her arms around his neck as she melts into him. Their shared pants for breath keep you still. You can’t look away, even as your heart grinds to dust.
“Let’s get you cleaned up now.” Suguru grins, gently patting her butt. He pulls out, his softened cock flopping uselessly. He grabs some tissues off the coffee table and wipes them both clean before giving her a sweet kiss. “Love you.”
“Love you too.” Fumiko giggles softly.
You watch as his eyes then flick down to her stomach and your whole body freezes in shock. No. No, no.
“And I love you, my little miracle.” He lays Fumiko down and presses soft kisses to her belly, rubbing over it gently.
Haha I’m not sorry LMFAOOOOOO
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Synopsis: Suguru finally comes back home after an all-nighter mostly at work… He wants to make it up to his precious Mrs. Geto :)
CW: Smut, angst(?), oral (f.receiving), cheating, f!reader, Office AU, Suguru and reader have been married for 5 years, female OC included, p in v, unprotected sex, missionary, creampie, mentions of spanking, Geto x f!reader, Geto x OC
Note: Apologies for this being the first fic on my blog LMAO this idea came to me in a dream
You were deep in a dream when the pleasure began. Slow, deep licks along your pussy that were different from the usual hastiness and enthusiasm you’re used to.
A moan leaves your lips as the bliss of sleep leaves you, replaced with a new kind of pleasure. The dimness of the room allows your eyes to adjust better to waking up, the soft slurps and laps not registering in your head for a good minute or two. Soft, silky hair brushes along your thighs which wakes you up fully this time, confusion mixing with the pleasure of being eaten out.
“Sugu..?” You mumble sleepily, blinking slowly. His tongue pauses at your clit before he finally lifts his head with a small, sheepish smile.
“Morning.” He greets softly, lovingly. His eyes are hooded and tired, and judging from how much slick is coating his lips and chin, he’s probably been at this for a good while. “Sorry, hun. Jus’ wanted to make things up to you.”
His head dips down again, gifting you a languid lick from your hole to your clit. It sends a pleasant shiver down your spine as your hand slowly reaches down and grips his hair to ground yourself. He chuckles softly at the familiar grip, welcoming the slight pull like a dutiful husband. Both your wedding rings gleam on your fingers, a nice reminder of the past five years spent with each other. Ups and downs, and you two are still here. Together.
The reminder makes Suguru almost vomit out of guilt.
Last night…
Pap, pap, pap
“H-Hah… Ngh… Sugu..!” Fumiko moaned softly, her adorable noises echoing in the space of his office. Her arms are looped around Suguru’s neck with flushed cheeks and dazed eyes. His cock steadily slid in and out of her warm, velvety pussy. Her walls clamped down around his thick cock as if begging him to stay inside. He went slowly, savoring her. Making love.
“Fuck, Fumi…” He groaned, burying his face in the crook of her neck. He straightened up, staring down at his coworker with a greedy smirk. “So good for me, babe… Oh god…”
His phone buzzed on the desk, texts from you, he assumed. He kept one hand on Fumiko’s soft hip while the other reached to read the messages. Half of which he missed during work, the other half missed because… well…
7:31 PM - Are you almost off work? Dinner’s ready already! :)
8:05 PM - Your plate’s gonna get cold…
Missed call at 9 PM
Missed call at 9:02 PM
9:30 PM - I guess you’re in another late meeting, sorry for the calls!
11:43 PM - Gonna head to bed now… Call when you’re off work! I love youuuu!
Suguru frowned a little at the texts. His heart sunk a little from the guilt he feels towards you. You, his loving wife, the woman he’s promised himself to for the rest of his life. Yet here he was, fucking the woman he swore you didn’t need to worry about. A moan slipped from his lips when Fumiko noticed his distraction and proceeded to squeeze her pussy.
“Pay attention to me.” She pouted. She gasped as he responded with a harsh thrust, contrasting his earlier, gentle movements.
“I am, I am.” He whispered against her cheek, pressing a soft kiss there. He slowed his pace again, his hips rolling slowly against her. He groaned at the euphoric feeling of her pussy, his mind slowly slipping from you. He couldn’t help it, not when Fumiko was under him like this and looking like the woman of his dreams, not his wife.
“We should do it raw more often.” Fumiko giggled softly as she looked up at him. She made sure not to dig her nails into his back this time, remembering how he spanked her for an hour the last time she accidentally left evidence on him. Suguru grinned and shook his head.
“Yeah? You like it raw, baby?” He chuckled at her eager nod, continuing to slide in and out of her. “Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum… Where do you want it? Tell me, baby.”
“Inside… Ngh… Inside, Sugu!” Fumiko whined, her body beginning to quiver.
It only took a few more thrusts before he finally spilt inside her. Suguru groaned, leaning down to kiss her while his cum filled her to the brim. He whispered praises against her lips, kissing her with a passion reserved for her. It’s slow, deep, loving.
“Love you…” Fumiko smiled up at him once the kiss ended. She stared up at him with love and genuine affection, the thin silver ring he bought her gleaming. It didn’t match his gold wedding band, but promised her it made no difference.
“Mm.” Suguru nodded and leaned down to kiss her again, his softening cock slipping out of her.
Present…
“Fuck, Sugu..!” You gasp, another orgasm crashing over you. Your body trembles, thighs closing around your husband’s head which only makes his tongue delve deeper into you.
Chest heaving, you watch as Suguru finally slows his pace and lifts his head. He smiles lovingly at your blissed out expression and presses a kiss to your thigh.
“So…” You breathe softly, “what was that for?” You’re definitely not complaining, but it’s not every day that Suguru decides to wake you up with some killer oral. He simply shrugs and wipes his mouth clean with a tissue on your nightstand.
“For last night. I missed all your texts and stuff, felt bad and wanted to say sorry.” Suguru shakes his head, crawling up to give you a soft kiss on the lips.
“Did you spend the night at the office again? I don’t remember you coming back at all.” You frown softly.
“Yeah… Spent the night at the office. Was too tired, didn’t wanna risk falling asleep on the road.” He lies easily. His mind briefly flashes to the aftermath of last night, how he took Fumiko home and cuddled her to sleep in her bed. He almost misses her scent; sweet mangoes, his favorite.
You simply nod, believing him like all the other times he’s had a late night at the office. You cuddle up with him after fixing your sweats back up to your hips, melting in his arms. He smells faintly of mangoes for some reason, but you don’t comment on it.
“Mm… I love you.” You murmur, already starting to fall back asleep. He gently strokes your hair, further lulling you to sleep.
“I love you too, Fumi.” He whispers.
He tenses the second the name slips out. Suguru clenches his jaw, already knowing he’s fucked. Slowly, he looks down at you, his wife. You furrow your brows, your heart slowly sinking.
“… What?”
I haven’t seen a lot of cheating fics on here (or I’m just not looking hard enough…), especially of Geto, so I wanted to make my own :P
Again, apologies~ ( ˘ ³˘)♡
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Synopsis: Suguru finally comes back home after an all-nighter mostly at work… He wants to make it up to his precious Mrs. Geto :)
CW: Smut, angst(?), oral (f.receiving), cheating, f!reader, Office AU, Suguru and reader have been married for 5 years, female OC included, p in v, unprotected sex, missionary, creampie, mentions of spanking, Geto x f!reader, Geto x OC
Note: Apologies for this being the first fic on my blog LMAO this idea came to me in a dream
You were deep in a dream when the pleasure began. Slow, deep licks along your pussy that were different from the usual hastiness and enthusiasm you’re used to.
A moan leaves your lips as the bliss of sleep leaves you, replaced with a new kind of pleasure. The dimness of the room allows your eyes to adjust better to waking up, the soft slurps and laps not registering in your head for a good minute or two. Soft, silky hair brushes along your thighs which wakes you up fully this time, confusion mixing with the pleasure of being eaten out.
“Sugu..?” You mumble sleepily, blinking slowly. His tongue pauses at your clit before he finally lifts his head with a small, sheepish smile.
“Morning.” He greets softly, lovingly. His eyes are hooded and tired, and judging from how much slick is coating his lips and chin, he’s probably been at this for a good while. “Sorry, hun. Jus’ wanted to make things up to you.”
His head dips down again, gifting you a languid lick from your hole to your clit. It sends a pleasant shiver down your spine as your hand slowly reaches down and grips his hair to ground yourself. He chuckles softly at the familiar grip, welcoming the slight pull like a dutiful husband. Both your wedding rings gleam on your fingers, a nice reminder of the past five years spent with each other. Ups and downs, and you two are still here. Together.
The reminder makes Suguru almost vomit out of guilt.
Last night…
Pap, pap, pap
“H-Hah… Ngh… Sugu..!” Fumiko moaned softly, her adorable noises echoing in the space of his office. Her arms are looped around Suguru’s neck with flushed cheeks and dazed eyes. His cock steadily slid in and out of her warm, velvety pussy. Her walls clamped down around his thick cock as if begging him to stay inside. He went slowly, savoring her. Making love.
“Fuck, Fumi…” He groaned, burying his face in the crook of her neck. He straightened up, staring down at his coworker with a greedy smirk. “So good for me, babe… Oh god…”
His phone buzzed on the desk, texts from you, he assumed. He kept one hand on Fumiko’s soft hip while the other reached to read the messages. Half of which he missed during work, the other half missed because… well…
7:31 PM - Are you almost off work? Dinner’s ready already! :)
8:05 PM - Your plate’s gonna get cold…
Missed call at 9 PM
Missed call at 9:02 PM
9:30 PM - I guess you’re in another late meeting, sorry for the calls!
11:43 PM - Gonna head to bed now… Call when you’re off work! I love youuuu!
Suguru frowned a little at the texts. His heart sunk a little from the guilt he feels towards you. You, his loving wife, the woman he’s promised himself to for the rest of his life. Yet here he was, fucking the woman he swore you didn’t need to worry about. A moan slipped from his lips when Fumiko noticed his distraction and proceeded to squeeze her pussy.
“Pay attention to me.” She pouted. She gasped as he responded with a harsh thrust, contrasting his earlier, gentle movements.
“I am, I am.” He whispered against her cheek, pressing a soft kiss there. He slowed his pace again, his hips rolling slowly against her. He groaned at the euphoric feeling of her pussy, his mind slowly slipping from you. He couldn’t help it, not when Fumiko was under him like this and looking like the woman of his dreams, not his wife.
“We should do it raw more often.” Fumiko giggled softly as she looked up at him. She made sure not to dig her nails into his back this time, remembering how he spanked her for an hour the last time she accidentally left evidence on him. Suguru grinned and shook his head.
“Yeah? You like it raw, baby?” He chuckled at her eager nod, continuing to slide in and out of her. “Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum… Where do you want it? Tell me, baby.”
“Inside… Ngh… Inside, Sugu!” Fumiko whined, her body beginning to quiver.
It only took a few more thrusts before he finally spilt inside her. Suguru groaned, leaning down to kiss her while his cum filled her to the brim. He whispered praises against her lips, kissing her with a passion reserved for her. It’s slow, deep, loving.
“Love you…” Fumiko smiled up at him once the kiss ended. She stared up at him with love and genuine affection, the thin silver ring he bought her gleaming. It didn’t match his gold wedding band, but promised her it made no difference.
“Mm.” Suguru nodded and leaned down to kiss her again, his softening cock slipping out of her.
Present…
“Fuck, Sugu..!” You gasp, another orgasm crashing over you. Your body trembles, thighs closing around your husband’s head which only makes his tongue delve deeper into you.
Chest heaving, you watch as Suguru finally slows his pace and lifts his head. He smiles lovingly at your blissed out expression and presses a kiss to your thigh.
“So…” You breathe softly, “what was that for?” You’re definitely not complaining, but it’s not every day that Suguru decides to wake you up with some killer oral. He simply shrugs and wipes his mouth clean with a tissue on your nightstand.
“For last night. I missed all your texts and stuff, felt bad and wanted to say sorry.” Suguru shakes his head, crawling up to give you a soft kiss on the lips.
“Did you spend the night at the office again? I don’t remember you coming back at all.” You frown softly.
“Yeah… Spent the night at the office. Was too tired, didn’t wanna risk falling asleep on the road.” He lies easily. His mind briefly flashes to the aftermath of last night, how he took Fumiko home and cuddled her to sleep in her bed. He almost misses her scent; sweet mangoes, his favorite.
You simply nod, believing him like all the other times he’s had a late night at the office. You cuddle up with him after fixing your sweats back up to your hips, melting in his arms. He smells faintly of mangoes for some reason, but you don’t comment on it.
“Mm… I love you.” You murmur, already starting to fall back asleep. He gently strokes your hair, further lulling you to sleep.
“I love you too, Fumi.” He whispers.
He tenses the second the name slips out. Suguru clenches his jaw, already knowing he’s fucked. Slowly, he looks down at you, his wife. You furrow your brows, your heart slowly sinking.
“… What?”
I haven’t seen a lot of cheating fics on here (or I’m just not looking hard enough…), especially of Geto, so I wanted to make my own :P
Again, apologies~ ( ˘ ³˘)♡
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Content may include: smut, angst, fluff, cheating, cucking, toxic themes (manipulation, neglect, etc.), use of drugs/alcohol, different kinks (spit, choking, etc., will be listed as needed in each fic)
♤ - smut, ♡ - fluff, ♥︎ - angst
☆ Gojo Satoru ☆
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☆ Geto Suguru ☆
Morning Afters… (♤♥︎) - Liar, Liar (♤♥︎)
☆ Toji Fushiguro ☆
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☆ Nanami Kento ☆
No Nut November (♤♡ - Coming soon!)
☆ Higuruma Hiromi ☆
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☆ Ryomen Sukuna ☆
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This isn’t all the characters I’ll be writing for, ofc! These are just the main-ish ones, feel free to request for any I missed •⩊•