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[chosokamoloverr]

Welcome! You’ve stumbled across my blog.. ᰔ I will only be posting 2 fandoms! Mha and jjk. This blog contains of both smutt, (NSFW/18+) and fluff, (heart-warming) (>^ω^<)

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[mimuju]

squirting all over toji's face ꉂ(˵˃ ᗜ ˂˵)

you’re straddling toji’s face before you can talk yourself out of it.

his hands are already on your thighs, big and rough, spreading you open as he looks up at you with that lazy, cocky smirk that makes your stomach twist. he’s shirtless, stretched out on the bed like he owns the whole damn room, all thick muscle and old scars and that smug little tilt to his mouth.

his chest is broad, heavy, rising slow under you. veins stand out along his forearms as he grips your hips, dragging you down until your cunt is hovering right over his mouth.

“look at you,” he murmurs, voice low and rough. “all shy. like you ain’t been begging for this all week.”

you can feel your face burning. “toji—”

“shut up and sit.” he yanks you down the rest of the way, and the second his tongue drags through your folds you’re gasping, hands flying to the headboard to keep yourself upright.

he groans like he’s been waiting for this, like the taste of you is better than anything he’s had all day. his tongue is thick, hot, working slow circles around your clit before dipping lower, fucking into you with lazy, filthy strokes.

you try to stay quiet. you really do. but he’s too good at this, and he knows it. every time you twitch or whimper he doubles down, sucking your clit between his lips, growling against your cunt like he wants to devour you whole. his nose presses against you, his stubble scraping your thighs, and you can feel every flex of muscle in his arms as he holds you in place, refusing to let you squirm away.

“that’s it,” he mutters between licks, voice muffled and cocky. “ride my face, baby. don’t get shy now.”

your thighs are already shaking. you try to lift up a little, embarrassed by how wet you are, how loud the sounds are, but he just grips you tighter and drags you right back down.

“nah. you ain’t goin’ anywhere.” his tongue flicks over your clit, fast and mean. “you wanted this. now take it.”

you’re grinding down without meaning to, chasing the pressure, the heat, the way he keeps moaning like he can’t get enough. his chest flexes under your calves, all that solid muscle shifting as he adjusts his grip, pulling you even closer. you can feel every ridge of his abs against your shins, every scar on his shoulders under your palms.

“toji—fuck—i’m gonna—”

he hums, the vibration shooting straight through you, and that’s all it takes. your whole body locks up, a broken cry ripping out of you as you cum hard, thighs clamping around his head. but he doesn’t stop. he keeps licking, keeps sucking, and before you can even catch your breath you feel it—that sharp, overwhelming pressure building again, hotter and messier than before.

“wait—wait, toji, i’m gonna—”

he doesn’t let you finish. just groans into your cunt and sucks your clit hard, and you’re squirting before you can stop it, soaking his face, his chest, the sheets beneath him. it’s messy and loud and so fucking embarrassing you want to hide, but he just moans like it’s the best thing he’s ever tasted, licking you through it, drinking down every drop.

when you finally stop shaking, he’s still got that cocky grin on his face, his mouth and chin glistening, his chest heaving under you. he looks wrecked and proud and so fucking hot it makes your head spin.

“damn,” he says, voice hoarse. “didn’t know you could do that.”

you cover your face with your hands, mortified. “oh my god.”

toji laughs, low and rough, his hands sliding up your thighs. “don't hide from me, baby. that was hot as fuck.” he presses a kiss to your inner thigh, then another, working his way up. “we’re doin’ that again. right now.”

you peek at him through your fingers, still flushed and trembling. “now?—”

“what?” he grins, all teeth. “you got more in you. and i ain’t done just yet.”

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[chosokamoloverr]

🤤🤤

[mimuju]

i drew choso ok bai

why is the watermark so. bad quality fuck u tumblr

[chosokamoloverr]

Hehehehe 👅

[chosokamoloverr]

ohmygosh the mention I got tagged for in your about me is so cute, ily 🥹🫶!!

Yess, i love your acc soo much!! Ilytt ᰔ🫰(also im not sure if you remember but i complimented your acc before :) )

[chosokamoloverr]

Sukuna’s brat taming you for teasing him all day! ᰔ

~ NSFW/18+, MDNI! ~

─ Contains: Teasing, bratty behavior, manhandling, degrading, rough sex, ass smacks, & cuddles afterwards. ᰔ

Skip to the "ꔛᰔꔛ" for the smut!

You being you, you just couldn’t resist teasing your husband Sukuna. You knew he would get angered— of course you knew! But is it really your fault? I’d blame it on ovulation 🤭.

You’ve been walking around the house all day in just shorts and a crop top with no bra that hangs off your shoulder, so that your nipples would deliberately poke out for him to see. You’ve also been doing other things like purposely leaving your panties on the couch again for him to see, ‘accidentally’ brushing your ass against his clothed cock when passing by him, and a bunch of other things to drive him crazy. He’s noticed every. single. time.

Right now, you were in the kitchen wearing that same damn outfit described earlier. “What are you wearing, woman?” His voice cut through the silence of the kitchen while you were ‘innocently’ making some coffee, knowing full on well what you were doing to him in that outfit. “What? I’m just wearing clothes.. can’t I be comfortable in my own house, Kuna?” That makes the last thread of his control snap!

He heads over to you and spins you around so you’re facing him now as he pins you to the counter. Your breath hitches as you look up at him, seeing his frustrated and desire filled face. “Don’t play dumb, brat. You know damn well what you’ve been doing to me this whole fucking day.” Your heart races and you know you’re in deep trouble now.. but you can’t help yourself and make one more teasing comment. “Then why don’t you show me what I’ve been doing to you?” After that, he just glares at you and you swear he’s already planning in his head what to write on your tombstone.

In a flash, he carries you over his shoulder and brings you all the way to your shared bedroom. You just know you’re in for it now.

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Your face is buried in the soft pillows of your bed, your ass is up, and you have that beautiful arch he loves to see whenever he takes you from behind. He rams into you roughly, not wasting a second. His hard, thick, and heavy length stretching your pussy. “You want to act like a brat? Well now ya get treated like one.” He pounds into your tight little pussy like he’s trying to prove something. You sob into the soft plush pillow from the intense pleasure he’s giving you and because of the way he’s manhandling you. He then pulls on your hair, forcing your head up to look at him while he fucks you, he groans at the sight.

“Tell me who owns this pretty little pussy. Lemme hear you say it.” He demands, but you can’t even form words because of how well he’s fucking you. All that comes out are incoherent little words that turn into moans.He slaps your ass hard for that and you let out a surprised moan. “Wrong answer. I said let me hear you say it. Who owns this pussy?” You finally start to form slight words through the tears streaming down your face and the moans ripping out of your mouth. “Y-you do, Kuna—ah!~—you own this pussy!”

A feral grin curls across his lips. “Damn right I do.” He reaches around to start rubbing your clit in tight rough circles that makes your thighs twitch as he continues to pound into you. His long length hitting your sweet spot with each thrust, making you cry out.

He leans over to bite your shoulder, leaving a mark. “Cum for me. Cum for me now.” He whispers against your skin as he rubs your clit faster and harder, willing to push you over the edge and have you cum on his cock right here and there. You cry out in pleasure as you finally cum, clamping down on his cock. He groans deeply, still thrusting and now trying to chase his own orgasm while riding out yours. “Fuck.. that’s my girl. Cumming like a good little slut.”

His pace doesn’t falter. He’s close, but he wants to make you cum one more time. He’s panting heavily now. You realize and whimper. “Kuna… ngh~, no more.. I can’t..” He chuckles darkly, still rubbing your clit in fast circles. “Yes, you can. This is your punishment, remember?” You moan desperately as you feel another climax coming quick. He flicks and pinches your clit while continuing to thrust. You cum again with a loud cry, your body trembling under his from overstimulation. He groans loudly as you clench around him again and he finally reaches his climax, spilling inside you. He collapses beside you and you’re both left panting.

His cock twitches inside you. After a few moments of silence, he speaks up. His breath hot against your ear. “Consider this a warning. The next time you act up, I’ll do a lot worse to you brat.” Your face heats up at the warning but you’re too tired to fully react. He notices your drowsiness and smirks a bit. “Pathetic… tired already? Well then.” He shifts so that you’re cuddled up on his chest. “Sleep now, wife..I’ll clean up this mess in the morning.” He says with his usual gruffness, but there’s a hint of warmth behind it, because after all.. you’re his and he cherishes you deeply. You fall asleep and he watches over you, soon drifting off as well.. ᰔ

a/n: it's been a while hasn’t it.. enjoy this/I’ve been dyinggg to write kuna!! I’ve always wanted to post him 😓🥲

(inspo from my last reblog but Sukuna version!) @mimuju

[mimuju]

brat taming with choso ! 𐔌՞ ܸ.ˬ.ܸ՞𐦯 in which you refuse his princess treatment !? (smut)

you’re on one knee in the hallway, fingers fumbling with the laces of your left sneaker, when you hear choso’s footsteps stop behind you.

“princess?” his voice is soft, confused. “what are you doing?”

you glance over your shoulder. he’s standing there in his usual black hoodie, hair loose, brows drawn together like you just announced you were moving to another country. you finish the knot, double it, and stand up.

“tying my shoes,” you say, brushing your hands off on your jeans. “we’re gonna be late if we don’t leave soon.”

he blinks. “i always do that for you.”

“yeah, well.” you grab your bag from the hook by the door. “i can do it myself today.”

choso doesn’t move. he just watches you, quiet, like he’s trying to solve a puzzle with missing pieces. you’re already reaching for the doorknob when he finally speaks again.

“did i forget something?” he asks. “did i do something wrong?”

you pause, turn around. his face is open, genuinely worried, and it makes your chest twist. “no, baby. you didn’t do anything wrong. i just… wanted to do it myself this morning.”

he nods slowly, but the crease between his brows doesn’t smooth out. “okay.”

you make it all the way to the kitchen before he appears again. you’re standing at the counter, pouring cereal into a bowl, when he stops in the doorway.

“princess,” he says again, softer this time. “i made you breakfast already. it’s in the fridge. the good yogurt. the one with the strawberries you like.”

you look at the bowl in your hands, then at him. “i know. i just felt like cereal today.”

he stares at you for a long moment. “you hate that cereal.”

“it’s fine.”

“you said it tastes like cardboard last week.”

you sigh, setting the bowl down. “choso, it’s okay. i can make my own breakfast. you don’t have to do everything for me.”

he doesn’t argue. he just watches you eat three bites of the cardboard cereal before you give up and push the bowl away. he doesn’t say anything when you grab a banana instead. instead, he keeps watching, quiet and thoughtful, like he’s cataloging every small rebellion.

by the time you’re in the car, he’s still quiet. his hand rests on your thigh like it always does, thumb stroking absent circles, but his mind is clearly somewhere else. you don’t push it. you just let the silence sit between you, warm and familiar.

he doesn’t ask again until you’re home that night.

you’re in the bedroom, changing out of your work clothes, when he appears in the doorway. he’s been home for an hour already—long enough to shower, long enough to make dinner and leave it covered on the stove. but he doesn’t mention any of that. he just leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching you pull a t-shirt over your head.

“sweetheart,” he says, and there’s something different in his voice now. lower. “come here.”

you turn. he’s still in the doorway, but his eyes have that look—the one he gets when he’s been thinking too hard about something and finally decided what to do about it. you cross the room slowly. he meets you halfway, his hands finding your waist, pulling you in until your chest is pressed to his.

“you’ve been doing everything today,” he murmurs, his lips brushing your temple. “tying your shoes. making breakfast. carrying your own bag. i didn’t stop you. but i need to know why.”

you rest your forehead against his collarbone. “i don’t know. i just wanted to feel like i could handle things. without you doing everything for me.”

he’s quiet for a moment. then his hands slide down to your ass, gripping you firmly, lifting you until your legs wrap around his waist. he carries you to the bed like you weigh nothing, laying you down on your stomach, his body already covering yours.

“you can handle things,” he says against the back of your neck, his voice low and rough. “i know that. but you don’t have to.” his hands are already working your jeans down your hips, yanking your panties with them. “you don’t have to do anything when i’m here. that’s the point.”

you feel him shift behind you, hear the sound of his zipper, feel the blunt head of his cock pressing against your entrance. he doesn’t wait. doesn’t tease. just pushes inside in one slow, deliberate thrust that has you gasping into the mattress.

“choso—”

“shut up,” he snaps, his hand pressing between your shoulder blades, pinning you harder. “you wanna act like you don’t need me? fine. but you’re gonna take this cock like its the only thing you need.”

his hips snap forward, burying him deeper, and you moan, your fingers fisting the sheets. “you were so fucking stubborn this morning. tying your own shoes like i wasn’t right there. making that shitty cereal like i didn’t already have something ready for you. what the fuck was that?”

you whimper, your body rocking with every thrust. “i just—i wanted—”

“you wanted to be difficult,” he growls, his hand sliding around to your clit, rubbing tight circles that make your thighs shake. “you wanted to prove something. but look at you now. face down, ass up, dripping all over my cock because you can’t even pretend you don’t need me.” his pace is brutal, each thrust punching a moan out of you. “say it. tell me how badly you need me.”

“i- i need you,” you gasp. “cho, please—”

“that’s right,” he pants, his voice dark and mean. “you need me. you need me to fuck you like this because you can't make yourself cum as good as i can. but you’re still my good girl, aren’t you? my perfect little princess who just needed to be reminded who she belongs to.” his fingers work faster, his cock hitting that spot inside you with every thrust, and you’re so close you can barely think. “cum for me. cum on this cock like the needy slut you are. show me how much you need it.”

you cum with a broken moan, your walls clenching around him, your body shaking. he fucks you through it, his pace relentless, his hand still working your clit until you’re sobbing into the pillow. only then does he let himself go, his hips stuttering, his cock pulsing as he fills you.

he collapses on top of you, his weight pressing you into the mattress, his breath hot against your neck. for a long moment, neither of you moves. then he rolls off you, pulling you into his arms, his hand stroking your hair.

“now,” he murmurs, his voice already thick with sleep. “are you gonna be good and let me take care of you?”

you press a kiss to his chest, your body still humming. “okay.”

he kisses the top of your head. “atta girl.”

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[chosokamoloverr]

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let’s not talk about the fact i ghosted this acc, ok?

[chosokamoloverr]

ᰔꔛ Your first time with Satoru Gojo~ ❤️‍🔥 (Smut)

── Contains: |Gojo Satoru x Female Reader| anal sex, taking your virginity (as in sex), lube preparation, gentle/passionate kisses, clitoris fingering, and ofc aftercare.

(sorry for the long intro, I have a passion for writing!)

Skip to “ꔛᰔꔛ” for the smut!

You were just an ordinary girl working at a cafe. You were always very shy and timid.. but also very, very beautiful. You had gorgeous, and also adorable, big doe eyes, and long brown silky hair that almost reaches up to your ass.

Every day while at work when a new customer would walk in, —mostly males—, you would get a compliment. But your shyness refuses to accept it and your brain would always try to cancel it out. But even so.. just because you’re pretty, that’s no excuse for you to be sprawled on the Satoru Gojo’s sheets.. right?

It all started when you decided on a fresh start and moved to a different neighborhood for some reasons. Those reasons being that the area you lived in wasn’t very safe and was known for creeps, so you moved away into a much nicer—and not to mention cleaner—place!

Ever since you moved, Saturo had always had his eyes on you. He would always visit the cafe just to watch your cute, concentrated face as you prepare people orders.. but.. once a man would walk in and compliment you, his expression would darken immediately.

He watches from the table he’s sitting at, trying to hide his face behind his coffee cup. You’ve never really noticed him, until today that is. Today he finally goes up to the counter, not to order anything, but to talk to you. You look up at him from behind the counter with your usual shy smile. “Hello, sir. How can I help you today?” “Actually.. I don’t want anything. I’ve been coming here a lot lately.. you’re beautiful, you know?” You blush at his compliment, your brain short circuiting as you look down at the counter shyly. “Ah, I see.. t-thank you.” Seeing your adorable reaction, he grins. “Don’t be shy.. look at me, Y/N.” You look up at him again. “W-wait.. how’d you know my name?” You ask cautiously, completely forgetting about your name tag. He chuckles. “Your name tag, silly. What? Don’t tell me I’ve really made you that flustered for you to forget?” His teasing makes you blush a bit more. “Right..”

Just then, another customer walks in and he quickly adds, “When do you get on break, cutie? I’m Satoru, by the way.” “In about five minutes..” You reply. “Great. I’ll be waiting for you at my table. Don’t stand me up, kay?” You nod shyly. Seeing your shyness, he grins again and heads back to his seat, still watching you silently as you take the persons order. About five minutes pass and you find yourself walking over to his table.. the whole time, all you can think is, ‘what are you doing, what are you doing, what are you doing?’ You finally reach his table.

“Hey… you were waiting for me?” “Correct. Have a seat.” He says with that charming smile. His blue eyes tracking your every move as you sit. “S-so.. what did you need me here for?” “To get to know you, of course. I’m serious when I say you really are beautiful, Y/N.” He says with zero traces of teasing this time which makes your heart race at his sincerity. “You.. you really think I’m beautiful?” He nods firmly. “You are beautiful. And for that reason.. I wanted to know if you’d let me take you out?”

You freeze at that. It’s not the first time this has happened, and normally you’d say no in the most kindest way.. so why didn’t you do that now? Maybe it’s just something about him that made you say yes? (I’m just kidding, of course it is.) “Yes.. I would like that.” He smiles genuinely. “Great. It’s a date then, cutie. Let me give you my number, yeah? I’ll text you everything.” You nod again, your brain barely processing the ‘date’ part he just said because you’re way too damn flustered. You fumble with your phone shyly and then hand it to him.

You watch intently as he writes down his number in your contacts and save it as ‘Satoru ❤️’. He then hands you his phone for you to do the same. “Right down your number and I’ll text you later, yeah?” You take his phone and put down your number, handing it back to him.

Later that day, the date comes and you start to get ready, trying to put together a nice outfit. He texts you that he’s outside waiting for you. Right on time. You head out and he’s standing in front of his nice sleek black car, holding a boquete of roses. He’s wearing a nice black suit. You approach him and he hands you the flowers. “For you, beautiful.” You blush and take them.

“Thank you, Satoru. You look very handsome..” “And you look stunning. Beautiful as always.” He replies smoothly. He then opens the passenger door for you, closing it, and then heads to the drivers seat as he drives you to this fancy looking restaurant. Once you two get there, you order and everything like that, getting to know each other as planned.

The date goes by well.. actually, no need to be so formal. It was amazing. He was such a gentleman the whole time, despite some teasing comments he made just to see you blush. And you two find out you have much in common.

Days and days pass and you two would hang out more often. It’s no doubt you’re gaining feelings for him, and he’s absolutely obsessed with you now as well.

You two became really, and I mean reeeaaally close.. so close, sometimes while you two hang at your place, he would walk around only in his sweat pants, letting you purposely see his v-line. You two would normally just watch a couple movies, or just enjoy each other’s presence. It didn’t matter to him when it came to you.

So, anyways.. Satoru has been plotting something. He’s been plotting on how to make sure you feel the same way he does for you. The love, the desire.. the hunger. He starts to tease you purposely now.. but not those, ‘you look good’ teases.. the innuendos. For example.. you find a cute dress you like and show him, saying, “this would look so cute on me!” And then he’d say something like, “you’d look cute on me, baby.” He loves to see your sweet little blushes after.

Well finally, that desire snaps. He can’t take it anymore. While over at his place one day, you were preparing tea for the two of you but he corners you against the kitchen counter. You look up at him confused and shy as his body presses against yours. “T-Toru.. what’s wrong?” He looks down at you with pure hunger, not even trying to hide it anymore as he speaks. “Everything’s wrong, Y/N. Have you not realized yet? The way I look at you? The way I ‘accidentally touch you’ in some places? I fucking love you, Y/N. I need you to be mine.” Your eyes widen upon hearing that and you blush. “You..you what? I mean.. I guess I caught on a bit I just.. wasn’t expecting this.”

“Please..fuck.. you don’t know how bad I want you.” Your heart races at his words. You eventually caught that he liked you.. but you never knew it was to this extent. Is this even him liking you? Or just pure obsession? “Satoru.. I really like you a lot as well. You should’ve told me sooner..” Hearing your confirmation drives him wild. He leans in a bit more, his face mere inches away from yours and you could feel his breath mingling with yours. “Can I kiss you?” You nod and he gently cups your cheek, kissing you passionately but hungrily.

ꔛᰔꔛ

His tongue darts out to lick your bottom lip, then slides past into your mouth as he intertwines his tongue with yours. He then pulls away, panting softly. “Let’s head to my room.. need to finish this there..” You nod, though you seem a bit hesitant. You agree anyways because you’re already too worked up. He doesn’t notice your hesitation and immediately carries you bridal style into his room and gently places you on his bed, closing the door behind him. He gets on the bed, hovering over you and kissing you again deeply.

He obviously starts to get worked up because you and he are panting slightly in between kisses and he starts to grind his erection on your leg. You panic slightly and stop him, gently pushing him away. “T-Toru..” He sees your panicked, wide eyes and the way you’re clutching yourself and he catches on quickly.

“Fuck.. you’ve never done this before, have you?” You shake your head and he immediately feels horrible. “I should’ve known.. I’m an idiot. I’m sorry. We can take this slow if you want—“ You cut him off, grabbing his wrist. “Wait.. I -I want this.. I’m just scared.” He sees your determination and his expression softens.

“Then I’ll teach you.” Next thing you know, he’s now half naked in front of you, only in his underwear. (He checked if you were okay with this), and you could see his hard cock straining against his underwear. He was then about to remove your clothes but his hands pause at your shirt. “May I?”

You nod, allowing it, though you have a hint of nervousness course through you when he gets your shirt off fully. You’re now only in your bra and shorts. He looks down at you like you’re the most beautiful thing in this world. “You’re so beautiful my love. Every inch of you is perfect.”

ꔛᰔꔛ

You calm down at his words, feeling reassured. He sees this and smiles warmly, kissing your jawline as he now continues, unhooking your bra. “Perfect. So perfect..” He then pulls back to admire your breasts, his hardness once again straining against his pants. “Can I .. can I touch them?” You give him permission. “Yes..” His hands then move to gently grope your breasts, causing you to moan softly.

"You like that, huh?” He smiles. “Good to know..” He continues, thumbs circling your nipples and they harden under his touch. “Satoru.. please.. I need you.” His breath hitches at your words. “Alright..” He nods. “I’ll give you what you need, princess.” He tries to hold back for your sack, but the way you’re so desperate for him drives him fucking crazy. Finally, he starts to remove your pants and underwear. “You won’t regret this. Just let me teach you everything.” Once you’re completely naked, he admires you again, then pulls his underwear down, revealing his long, hard cock. “See what you do to me?”

You blush and can’t help but feel a bit intimidated by his large size. “Toru… will that really fit..?” He nods. “Of course. Just let me prep you first, baby.” “Yes please..” He then reaches over to the nightstand and opens his drawer, taking out a bottle of lube. He unscrews the cap and coats two of his fingers with it. “Turn around for me. Ass up.” You do as told, presenting your ass to him.

The sight only makes him more erect. Your perfect arch.. it’s all driving him wild.. but he keeps his composure. “I’m only going to put in one finger, okay? See how you handle it.” You nod, your needy hole clenching around nothing as you wait in anticipation.

He circles your entrance with his index finger, letting you adjust to the coolness. Slowly, he pushes in. The feeling makes you clench around his finger involuntarily. He groans softly. “You’re doing well, love.. relax around me.” You whimper in pleasure and his finger sinks all the way in into your tight little hole, starting to push in and out slowly. He curls it up to stretch you even more. The room fills with your soft gasps and moans. “God.. you’re so tight. I’ll add another finger soon, okay?” You nod desperately. “Y-yes..” You manage to say through your moans. He continues, finally adding a second finger as he starts to scissor them to stretch you even more. You moan louder than last time and his cock throbs at that as he grows impatient.

“You’re making it hard to control myself, darling…” You whimper and moan, unable to help it as your hole continues clenching around his finger. Then, his other hand snakes down your body to slowly rub your clit while he fucks you gently with his two fingers. “Come on.. cum for me, baby..” The thrusts of his fingers start to become faster due to his impatience and desire growing. His index and middle finger work firmer to make you cum faster. “S-Satoru..!~” You cry out as you cum.

“Such a good girl f’me..” He says huskily, gently turning you over to have your back pressed against the mattress. “I need to be in ya now.. you ready for that?..” “Yes.. please.. want your cock..” He smiles, positioning himself at your entrance, lining himself up. His strong hands grip your thighs open firmly, spreading them wide. He starts to push in, groaning as he does. “Look at me Y/N… I need to see those pretty eyes.” You look up at him, unable to hold back your moans as he continues to push into your fluttering hole.

“You got this.. just breathe..” He rubs your thigh soothingly, giving you a moment to adjust. “Ready?” You nod again he pushes in deeper, burying himself to the hilt as he leans down and captures your soft lips in a heated kiss to distract you from any discomfort that might come. He starts thrusting slowly, breaking the kiss and resting his forehead against yours as he pants softly. “Take it, love..” He starts with a deep, slow rhythm, but once he hears the whisper ‘faster’ escapes your lips, all control is forgotten. “As you wish, princess.” His hips snap faster against yours. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room.

He angles his hips to hit your sweet spot, making you moan out. “Right there!” His breathing becomes ragged. “Yeah? Right there—ngh..—baby?” He starts aiming for that spot more and more as he watches your tits bounce with every thrust. “Taking this so well.. good fucking girl.” He says with a low groan. He can feel you clench around him even more and one of his hands move down to rub your clit in tight circles again. “Are you close, baby? Wanna cum on m’cock?”

You moan desperately. “M-mhm! I need to cum..!” He grins widely, still driving into your ass with hard, deep thrusts. He circles your clit faster, wanting you to squirt and squeeze his cock harshly. “Then cum for me..” You obey, your juices gushing out and you moan his name. He’s now nearing his own climax but he doesn’t stop, his thumb still rubbing in your clit and he’s still thrusting deep into you, riding out your orgasm while also chasing his own. When your tight hole clenches around him one last time, he groans deeply, burying himself in you as he spills his warm cum into you. “Fuuck..” He pants, pumping you full of his warm seed.

He collapses slightly on top of you, both of you panting heavily as he remains connected in you. “That was amazing.” He starts to kiss your cheeks, jawline, forehead, and your neck, pampering everywhere you with kisses. You sigh contentedly. “Thank you.. for making me feel so good, Toru..” He finally pulls out carefully, his cum dripping out. He pulls back to look at your face, gently brushing away a strand of hair. “No need to thank me. It’s my job to always take care of you and make you feel good, baby..” Your heart flutters at his gentle touch and words. “You’re the best..” You say softly to him. “No, you are. You did so good.” He then carefully lifts you up into his arms.

“Let me take care of you properly now..” He takes you both into his bathroom and once inside, he carefully sets you down but keeps an arm around your waist. “I need to clean you, my love.” “O-okay..” You agree. He bends you over on the counter slightly as he then inserts two fingers into your anus, carefully scooping out the cum. He then reaches into his cabinet to get a wipe and clean around the area. After, he heads over to the tub and fills it up with warm water. He gets in first. “Come on.. I know you’re tired, just let me do the work..” With slightly wobbly legs, you get in the tub, laying your back against his chest. You and him soak in the bath for a while, until he starts to wash you off, then himself. He can feel you falling asleep on him and he chuckles. “It’s okay.. you can rest now. You deserve it after being such a good girl.” He coos softly. You fall asleep, feeling safe and content in his arms. He washes you both off and the lifts you up again, exiting the tub as he wraps you in a towel, trying not to wake you. He carries you back into the room and sets you on his bed. He dries himself off and then gets changed into a new pair of sweats as he attempts to try and dress you with one of his smaller pieces of clothing.

After a while, he seems content with what he has done and he moves you both to his bed, turning off the light and spooning you from behind. “My sweet girl. I love you so much.” He kisses the back of your head one last time, feeling himself get drowsy. “Sweet dreams.. you deserve them all..” He yawns and finally falls asleep.

a/n: i lwk suck at aftercare 🥰, ANYWAYS GUYS IM SO VERY SORRY I HAVENT POSTED IN SO LONG, I KEPT POSTPONING THIS, AND I HAD 0 MOTIVATION WHATSOEVER 🙁🙁 i hope this makes up for it!

[chosokamoloverr]

Choso comes home stressed and takes it out on you~ (Smut!)

── Contains: |Choso Kamo x Female Reader| oral, anal, and vaginal sex.. multiple orgasms, riding & teasing him, him tiring you out but still fucking you, he can’t get enough of you, aftercare ᰔ

Skip to “ꔛᰔꔛ” for the smut!

You know Choso… he’s always sooo fucking needy and submissive for you, it’s almost—wait, no. It is cute. As soon as he gets home from a long, tiring day, he would locate you in your shared bedroom and immediately bury his face between your thighs. He says it helps him ‘calm down’ like he isn’t already rock hard in his pants…. Despite that, you love him. After all.. he is your baby.

Choso has always had some trouble keeping himself in check when it comes to you. He just loves you so much and finds you so perfect.. just staring at you for a while could make him cum in his pants. (but then again, i wouldn’t blame him)

But after this one particularly difficult mission, he comes home so stressed and needs a distraction… a way to relieve his stress. It’s a good things he has you.

He appears at the doorway to your shared bedroom and you notice something’s up immediately. You look from your phone to him. “What’s wrong Cho?" Once he doesn't answer you start to grow concerned. "Need a hug? Come here, baby."" His mind blanks out at your words and he goes over to you immediately, hugging you tightly and burying his face in your neck, leaving soft kisses.

"Tell me what's wrong.." You say softly, your hand tracing soothing circles on his back. "Today's mission was so fucking stressful." He finally speaks up, his voice rough. "Help me love.. please." "Help you how?.." That question goes unanswered...

ꔛᰔꔛ

Next thing you know, he's in between your legs, your shorts, along with your panties are discarded somewhere across the room as he laps up at your pussy. He licks a stripe all the way up from your slit to your clit as he starts to eat you out like a starved man. Once he reaches your clit he starts to suck and lick on it gently. Your fingers tangle in his hair, (he took off his two spiky buns cs he likes when your fingers tangle in his hair), and you moan softly in pleasure.

Your sweet soft moans drive him crazy as he pushes his tongue inside you while his thumb works your clit, occasionally returning to suck on it. His free hand reaches for your breast and you could tell he’s trying to hold back, probably not to overwhelm you with his need. You tug on his hair gently, pulling his head closer to your pussy. “N-no need to hold back—ahh~—Cho… eat me out like you mean it.” A small whimper slips past his lips at your words and he speeds up on your clit, sucking more firmly as he alternates between dipping his tongue inside your folds and sucking on your clit harshly. “Cum on my tongue, beautiful... I want to drink everything you give me...” He begs softly against your clit which sends shivers down your spine. His tongue moves faster, more demanding. With a final moan, you release your orgasm onto his tongue. He laps up your release eagerly, moaning against you as he drinks. His fingers gently massage your clit through your orgasm. “Perfect... so perfect and sweet." He continues until you're squirming from overstimulation, then kisses up your body

He finally pulls away and you watch as your juices drip all the way down from his mouth to his chin. “Mhm.. you look so cute like this, baby. Good boy for making me cum..” You tease, even though you’re in a much more vulnerable position than him and you’re slightly out of breath. Your teasing makes him whimper more. “Please, love.. I need more.” You grin slightly. “More? Tell me what you want, Cho.” “N-need to be inside you now.. need to make you cum till my dick is sore.” He’s about to start removing his pants but you stop him.

“No.. you’ll have to earn it.” He groans softly. “What do I have to do?” He asks desperately but you shake your head. “You won’t have to do anything.. you just need to let me ride you first. You need to stay still and take it… then I’ll let you fuck me. Got it?” He nods, accepting it like the good boy he is. “Yes! Please.. anything..” You grin and finally start to remove his pants, his hard cock springing free with pre-cum already leaking at the tip. “So hard already? Just from eating me out and a bit of teasing? Dirty boy.”

You lean in to whisper that in his ear as your hand moves to start stroking him slowly. He whines and moans as you stroke his hard cock at that slow agonizing pace and he bucks his hips up, trying to get some sort of pleasure but you hold him down. “Y-Y/N.. please don’t tease me.. I really need to cum.” You shift to straddle him, releasing his cock abruptly. “You won’t cum until I give you permission to, Cho. And did I give you permission to?” “N-no..” He says in a low shaky voice. “Good boy. Now shut up..” You command as you position yourself above his cock and slowly start to sink down onto him. He lets out moans and groans, his hands finding either side of your hips as he helps you take all of him. “Fuuck..”

"Mhm~" You moan in pleasure as you start to ride him properly, bouncing up and down on his cock. His gaze stays fixated on your breasts for a while. He then buries his face in your neck, biting down gently to stiffle his moans. "Cho~" You moan against his ear. He can't help but buck his hips up, his cock now hitting deeper into your ass. You're too clouded with pleasure to really scold him. "C-Choso.. bad boy." But your scolding seems to turn him on more as more audible moans escape his lips. “Y/N.. fuck!.. I’m close.. please let me cum..” He starts to tear up from not being able to cum for so long. “Y-yes!.. cum now!” With your permission, he buries his seed deep into your ass with a guttural groan. You moan again, also cuming with him. “That was amazing… b-but you still disobeyed me..” “I know.. I’m sorry.. but fuck. I need you just one more time..” You whimper a bit at that.

“Again, Cho? God.. I’m already so tired.. just how horny are you?” “M’sorry baby.. I can’t help it when you’re still sitting on my cock looking like a fucking goddess.” He says as his hands move up to play with your breasts. “Y-you said you’d let me.. and I was a good boy.. mostly.. so let me fuck you now. Let me take care of you. You won’t even have to do a thing.” He begs and begs and you can’t say no. “Fine.. j-just make it quick..” He immediately thanks you, pressing a soft kiss on your forehead. He then flips you guys over so he’s now hovering over you as he lines himself up against your entrance.

“Just relax, baby.” He says reassuringly as he starts to push just the tip in slowly, groaning at your tightness despite cuming twice. “Still s’fucking tight..” You can’t help but also whimper. “Hurry.. please..” He pushes in fully at your plea and starts to thrust gently at first, but the second he hears those moans again, and once he feels your warm walls clench around him.. he loses it. He fucks you harder into the bed, but not hard enough to hurt you. He’s slightly losing himself in the pleasure. “Ah!.. you just feel so damn good—fuck—!..” He says, voiced laced in pleasure.

You moan more, crying out his name. “S-slow down!~” You try to tell him, but he does the exact opposite. He speeds up, chasing his release. “M’so close..” He grits out through his teeth while hitting your sweet spot repeatedly. You moan his name, cuming on his cock and clenching around him tightly. That triggers his own orgasm and he pulls out immediately, painting your stomach white with his cum. “Ooh, fuck baby..” He pants heavily as he then settles beside you, pulling you against his chest. “That was perfect.. you were perfect. Thank you.” You’re wayy too tired to even reply.. in fact, you’re already asleep. He notices your silence and looks over at you, only to find you already dozed off. He chuckles softly. “Sweet dreams, my love. You deserve the rest..” He says while kissing your forehead sweetly.

Maybe Choso should come home stressed more often if it means this happening…

a/n: I’m so sorry i posted this late guys, but i hope you enjoy!! 💗 (I’m not sure if i did good so any feedback is appreciated!) and i did change the storyline a bit, sorryy

[xoslutty]

✮ SEX EDUCATION: where your hot professor teaches you how to cum!

⋆ LESSON 1: GUIDANCE ON HOW TO TOUCH YOURSELF

you're on his lap, your back is pressed against his chest, your legs draped over his. "wider, baby." you spread, your skirt is bunched around your waist. your soaked panties are already on his desk. he made you take them off the moment you walked in, holding them up to the light and tsking at the wet spot.

"there," he says, satisfied. "now i can see everything." his hands grip the soft skin behind your knees and push your legs even further apart. you're completely open, completely exposed, your bare pussy on full display, glistening in the lamplight. you can feel the wetness pooling beneath you, soaking into his trousers, into his chair. "fuck, look at you. you're already dripping, good girl." you whimper and try to close your legs, but his grip tightens. "ah-ah. keep them open. this is a lesson, remember? you need to watch. you need to learn."

you force yourself to stay still, your pussy throbbing under his gaze. "touch yourself." you hesitate. your hand hovers over your own body, trembling. "i said touch yourself, baby. two fingers. start with your folds. feel how wet my good girl is." your hand moves. your fingers slide through your wetness, and the sensation makes you gasp. you're so wet that your fingers glide effortlessly, your own arousal coating them. "that's it. feel how wet you are? you've been thinking about it, haven't you, baby?" "yes," you whisper. "every night?" "yes, professor." "tell me what you did." "i—" your fingers are moving in slow circles around your clit now, and it's hard to think. "i touched myself. in bed. thinking about you." "good girl. show me how."

your middle finger sliding down to circle your entrance, then back up to your clit. "mmnh..." your hips buck against your own hand. "faster, baby."

you speed up. the wet sounds fill the room, your head falls back against his shoulder, and you feel his breath against your ear. "now two fingers inside, good girl. fill that pretty pussy for me." you slide them in, and the stretch makes you gasp. your walls clench around your own fingers, but it's not enough. it's never enough. you can feel how tight you are, how desperate. "that's it. fuck yourself on your fingers. imagine it's my cock, baby. imagine it's me splitting you open." "ah— ah— hnnggh! professor—" "look at you," he murmurs. "so desperate. such a good student, fucking herself on her own fingers. you'd take my cock just like that, wouldn't you? all desperate and whimpering." "yes! yes!" you're fucking yourself faster now, your hips lifting to meet your own hand. "that's my good girl, play with your clit now. use your thumb. circle it." your thumb finds your clit, and the it makes you cry out. you're so sensitive, so swollen, every touch sending sparks through your body.

"ah—hah! professor! i'm— i'm close—" "good. cum for me, baby. cum on your fingers like the good pretty girl you are." but something stops you, you're right there, teetering on the edge. your fingers pump desperately, your thumb rubs frantically, but you just can't. "i— i can't— nnghhh! " your voice breaks. "i can't without you, professor. please. please, i need your fingers. i need you."

his grip on your legs tightens so hard it might bruise. you can feel how hard he is against your lower back, his cock pressing into your spine. "if i touch you, baby, it's no longer for education. do you understand that? if i put my fingers inside this tight little pussy, it's because i want to. not because i'm teaching you. do you really want that?" "yes," you sob. "yes, i want that. i don't care. please! i don't care about the lesson... hah! i just want you—"

"say it again." "i want you to touch me. i want your fingers inside me. please, professor, please— i need you—" "that's all i needed to hear, babygirl." his fingers slide into you over yours. two of them — thick, massive. he pushes past your fingers, deeper, and the stretch is blinding. you scream, but his other hand clamps over your mouth, muffling it.

"shh, shh," he breathes in your ear, but he doesn't stop. his fingers move inside you with yours, fucking you open. "take it. take it all, baby." "mmmnnnghh! hir— nnnghh!" "that's it. feel how thick i am? feel how your pussy stretches around me? this is what you've been begging for, good girl." his fingers are so much bigger than yours. they fill you completely, pressing against your walls, curling exactly where you need them. and then his thumb finds your clit, presses down, circles. "fuck— ah!.. haaah— professor!"

your legs kick, but he holds them wide, keeps you open, keeps you taking it. you're sobbing against his hand, drool running down your chin, completely destroyed. "that's it. that's my good girl. you're going to cum on my fingers now. you're going to soak my hand, baby. say thank you." "th— thank you—" "louder." "thank you, sir!—"

your orgasm rips through you, your back arches, your head falls back against his shoulder, and you cum hard, your walls clenching around his fingers, your own fingers, everything. your vision whites out. a long, guttural moan tears from your throat as he works you through it, his thumb still circling your clit, his fingers still pumping, never stopping.

"fuck," he mutters, watching you fall apart. "that's it. that's it. good fucking girl. look at you cumming all over my hand. such a pretty sight." when you finally come down, you're shaking. your hand falls away, when he slowly withdraws his fingers, shiny with your cum, and brings them to his mouth. he sucks them clean, one by one, eyes never leaving yours. the sight makes your pussy clench again. "you're a fast learner, babygirl."

⋆ LESSON 2: LET HIM DROWN IN YOU!

his desk is cold against your bare ass. he's cleared it — pushed aside stacks of papers, a laptop, a mug of pens, some students' project folders — and lifted you onto it like you weigh nothing. your legs are spread wide, your heels resting on the edge, your pussy fully exposed and dripping, the papers beneath you are getting wet, but neither of you gives a single fuck.

"you asked me how this would help you learn," he says, his hands gripping your thighs, spreading you even wider. "the truth is, baby, it doesn't." you blink. "what?" "i just want to eat this pretty pussy. i've been thinking about it since the first time you sat on my lap. that sweet little cunt grinding on my thigh. i need to taste it."

"then—" "you need to know what a good eating out feels like. so you know what to expect." he grins against your inner thigh. "but mostly because i can't stop thinking about your taste." and then his mouth is on you. he doesn't start slow. he dives in, tongue flat against your entire pussy, licking from your entrance to your clit in one long, wet stroke. you cry out, your hands flying to his hair. "ah! fuckfuckk! professor!"

"mmmnh— fuck—" he hums against you, and the vibration makes your hips buck. his tongue circles your clit, flicks it, sucks it into his mouth. he pulls back just enough to spit on your pussy — a wet, obscene glob that slides down your folds — and then he's back, spreading it with his tongue, mixing his spit with your wetness.

"that's it. taste so fucking good, baby. sweet, wet and perfect. this is what a good pussy tastes like. remember that." "nnngh!— ah— hnnggh—hiro—" his fingers spread your folds open, and he dives deeper, his tongue pushing inside you. you feel it fucking you, curling, tasting your walls, and you're already so close, your thighs trembling around his head. "cum for me, baby," he says against your clit. "first one. give it to me." "i— i—" "cum. now."

his tongue flicks your clit fast, hard, and you cum with a scream, your back arching off the desk. he doesn't stop. he licks through it, groaning against your sensitive pussy drinking everything you give him. "mmmngh— yes. there we go, good girl. that's one."

your legs are shaking, you think it's over. well, it's not. he goes back in, sucking your clit between his lips, rubbing it with the flat of his tongue. his fingers slide inside you, curling, hitting that spot that makes you see stars. "i can't! — another one— it's too haah! much—" "you can, pretty girl and you will. look at this pussy. she's not done yet."

his mouth descends again, and this time he's rougher. he presses his face hard into your pussy, his nose grinding against your clit, his tongue fucking you deep. he talks to it, low and breathless, his lips brushing against your folds. "such a pretty pussy. so wet for me, baby. you love this, don't you? having your professor on his knees eating you out in his office while others' works get ruined under your wet ass. you love it."

"yes! i love it! oh my go—i love it! professor—" "tell my pussy you love it." "i love it! i love my pussy— i love your mouth on it—" "then cum again, good girl." he pinches your clit between his teeth — just enough pressure, and the second orgasm rips through you. your legs clamp around his head, but he doesn't move. he stays buried in your cunt, lapping at you, groaning against you. "mmmngh. mmnh—" until you're twitching and oversensitive, sobbing from the intensity.

when you finally go limp, he looks up at you. his face is destroyed — wet, shiny, your cum dripping from his chin, his lips, his nose, his eyebrows. he doesn't wipe it off. "one more, baby."

⋆ LESSON 3: GET ABSOLUTELY POUNDED BY HIS BIG COCK

he points to his desk — the lower one, where his teaching assistant usually sits, covered in student papers. "on all fours." you don't hesitate. your palms hit the wood, your spine arches, your ass pushes back toward him, grinding in the air. you're wearing a dress tonight — short, thin, no panties, and you know he can see everything. your pussy is already dripping, your arousal slicking your thighs.

"look at you," he breathes. "soaking wet and i haven't even touched you yet." "please," you whimper. "please, professor, i can't wait anymore! i need you—" "you'll wait until i say you're ready, good girl." he drops to his knees behind you. his hands spread your cheeks apart, and you feel his breath on your cunt, hot and damp. "i've already made you cum twice tonight, remember? on my tongue, on my fingers. so this won't hurt, baby. i made sure you're ready."

"yes— yes—" but his mouth isn't finished. he leans in, licks a long stripe up your slit, and you moan, your arms nearly buckling. "for luck." "professor— i can't! mmnh! i've already—" "shut up and take it." his tongue slides inside you just to try it again. "good girl," he says, standing up. "now you're ready."

he unbuckles his belt, the sound of the metal jingling makes your pussy clench. his trousers drop just enough to free his cock — thick, hard, leaking, the head glistening with pre-cum. he strokes himself, and you watch him over your shoulder, drooling, your mouth open.

"tell me what you want, baby." "i want your cock, professor. please. inside me." "how badly, pretty girl?" "so badly i can't think. i can't breathe. please— i've been so good— i've learned everything— please just fuck me—" he steps forward. the head of his cock presses against your entrance, and you push back, trying to take him, but he holds your hips still.

"slow, baby or it'll hurt. i'm big and you're tight. breathe." "nnnngh... please—" he pushes in, just the head. you scream, but it's late, the building is empty, no one can hear you. he's so big — bigger than you imagined, bigger than his fingers, and the stretch is blinding, burning, perfect.

"breathe, baby. breathe for me." you gasp and he pushes deeper. "ah! mmnghh!!— fuck! professor!" "that's it. taking it. taking all of this cock. such a good fucking girl." he slides in to the hilt, and you feel like you're being ripped apart. his balls press against your clit, and he's so deep inside you that your walls clench around him, trying to adjust to his size.

"look at you," he groans. "taking my whole cock. this tight little pussy was made for me, babygirl." "move— please— move—" and he does. at first he's gentle — slow, deep thrusts that let you feel every inch. his hands grip your hips, guiding you, teaching you. you can feel every ridge of his cock, every vein.

"rock back into me, baby. meet my thrusts. that's it. feel how good it is when you move together." "harder, please! haah! harder!" "yeah? you want me to fuck this sweet pussy proper?" "yes, please!" he slams into you. hard. the desk screeches against the floor. papers scatter. a lamp wobbles and falls. "fuckkkfuck! hiromi!" "that's it— that's my good little slut— take this cock."

his hips pound into you, his balls slapping against your clit. he reaches around, fingers finding your clit, rubbing tight circles. your legs give out, but he holds you up, one arm around your waist, still fucking you, never stopping. "i'm gonna! gonna cum nngh! wanna—" "not yet."

he pulls you up against his chest. his cock stays buried in you, and now he's fucking you from behind, upright, one hand on your hip, one hand on your throat, squeezing just slightly. "you feel that? that's what a real cock feels like, baby. that's what you've been begging for all these weeks." "yes yes! mmmhnah! thank you, thank you professor!" "thank me by cumming. cum on my cock. soak it."

he slams into you, and his fingers work your clit, your head falls back against his shoulder, making you cum with a scream that echoes through the empty building — "ahhh— fuckkk, yesyes, so good! "fuccck, yes— cum for me— cum on my cock." your walls clench around him, and he groans. "nnnnggh— fuckkk— baby mmmnhh— gonna cum, where do you want it?"

"i'm on the pill," you gasp. "cum inside me, professor. please. please, i want to feel it." "yeah? you want me to fill this tight little pussy? you want to walk around campus tomorrow feeling my cum dripping out of you, baby?" "yes! haahhh! pleasepleaseplease!" "gonna! i'm gonna— fuck—"

he slams into you one last time. his cock pulses, and you feel it — hot, thick, flooding you. he groans your name and you feel him twitch inside you as he fills you, his cum spilling deep into your cunt. "fucckkk that's my baby, mmhnh... sweetest pussy, all mine." when he's done, he doesn't pull out. he stays inside you, his forehead resting on your shoulder, both of you breathing hard, sweat-slicked and shaking. lessons completed.

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oohh my godd 🤤🤤

(choso post cuming soon guys)

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⌗ ғᴏʀ ᴄʜᴏsᴏ: storyline ᰔ

he's gonna just be sooo needy n horny for you. Rutting against your leg, trying to find any type of friction to relieve himself. You might tease him a little …a lot.

⌗ ғᴏʀ sᴜᴋᴜɴᴀ: storylineᰔ

needs a new concubine and has had many woman set up for him. still, he couldn’t find one he liked.. until he saw you on the sidewalk, selling bread. yk what happens after that, right?

[chosokamoloverr]

Gojo’s fingering you for the first time in your life. (Smut)

── Contains: |Satoru Gojo x Female Reader| manual sex, losing your virginity/innocence (no sex), gentle & rough fingering, messy orgasm, squirting, forehead kisses, & gentle aftercare ᰔ

His pace is driving you insane, slow, gentle and torturous, along with this new sensation. You feel absolutely stuffed despite the fact that he’s only got one finger in. Your gasps and moans fill the room and he looks down at you with that fucking cocky grin.

“You like that, baby?” He asks in that usual damn playful demeanor, although he already knows the answer. “Like my finger preparing your tiight hole?”

“Y-yes..!—mhm!—s’good… don’t stop~” You moan in pleasure as your gummy walls clench involuntarily around his singular finger and his grin widens. “Mhm… this greedy pussy’s squeezing me so well. Wants me to add one more finger, doesn’t it?” He asks teasingly and you nod.

“Yes..! Please, Toru!” You beg as some whimper now slip past your lips. Your pleas make him even more aroused. A bulge now visible through his pants. “That’s what I like to hear.” He says, his voice lowering ever so seductively as he adds another finger into your wetness. The thrusts of his fingers grow faster and firmer as he also curls them, reaching your sweet spot.

Your moans grow, desperate for release.. and possibly more. Just when you think he’ll start to take it easy on you, his thumb reaches up to rub your clit in time with the thrusts of his fingers. Your eyes widen in pleasure and something admist to shock. Tears prick at the corners of your eyes from overstimulation.

“T-Toru… I can’t! Can’t—ngh!~—take it!..” You cry out in pleasure, but his pace doesn’t stop. “You can. And you will.” He rubs fast and firm, tight circles on your clit, not planning on stopping any time soon. He syncs the time of his strokes with the time of his thrusts, creating a sensation that you can’t handle. "I'm gonna—fuck!—gonna fucking cum!..” You warn, and if anything, his thumb rubs and circles your clit faster. He’s now thrusting in his fingers sooo fucking roughly. His palm slaps against your pussy as he thrusts his fingers deeply.

“Yeah? Then cum for me, baby. Cum on Toru’s fingers.” You cry out in pleasure, chasing your release. Finally, your walls clamp down around his fingers, and your orgasm comes gushing out of you, you’re squirting all over his clean sheets. You moan his name with a broken cry as you cum undone. His pace doesn’t slow, riding out your orgasm as his fingers continue to thrust deep into your pussy.

“Fuck. Did my good girl just squirt f’me? Ohh, that was hot.” The nickname drives you crazy. He groans as his pace finally slows down and he removes his fingers with a wet pop. You blush, too flustered to process what had happened. “I -I’ve never felt so good..” You admit, still feeling the aftershocks of your pleasure. Gojo’s expression softens at your admission and his arm hooks under your waits gently, pulling you onto his lap. “I know. You did so good, baby.” He praises and your body trembles slightly against his. “I love you s’much..” You speak up softly as you’re about to fall asleep in his arms.

“I love you too. Forever and always.” He whispers in your ear as one of his hands stroke your hair while the others stays firmly and protectively on your back and he kisses your forehead lovingly. “Now go to sleep, love. I’ll be right here, watching over you.” ᰔ

(Banner not made by me, i found it on Pinterest!)

A/N: aw how sweet, he was rock hard but still focused only on your pleasure (also this is my first post and I’m still a beginner so i apologize if there are any missing or bad details or mistakes! please let me know how i did. ᰔ)

[chosokamoloverr]

ʀᴜʟᴇs! ─ᰔ

What you should know about my blog:

I strictly post about mha and jjk ONLY! (Of course, if u have a request, or want me to do a char from a diff anime, let me know!)

I do take requests, only if I’m not busy. I’ll have a status on my profile letting you know if my reqs are opened or closed.

Please, please, please DO NOT steal my writing/claim it to be yours, steal my banner on pinned post, and please, if you're making a request, have manners! ᰔ

I may not post everyday! I only post when I come up with an idea, or when I want to write something ᰔ

I do both female and male perspectives!

(ᴍʏ ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛs ᴀʀᴇ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴀs ᴏғ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ!) ✅

- If my requests are open, you will see this, "✅"

-If my requests are not open, you will see this, "❌"

Important!:

When making a request, be respectful and explain to me what character and scene you'd like for me to write about! (Add the anime name as well pls)

E.g: "Can you please write about y/n's first time with Bakugo from MHA?"

Please understand that if I don't take your request, I'm either busy with multiple requests, or I'm taking a break and my requests are off.

A/N: I suppose that's it! Let me know if you have any questions or concerns! ᰔ

[chosokamoloverr]

〖Welcome to my About Me!✰〗

General ─ᰔ

Name: Aly ✿

Preferred Pronouns: she/her

Religion: atheist, but that does not mean I don't respect other religions, and it DEFINITELY does not mean I believe in Satan. (Sorry, some peeps have to understand that ᰔ)

Background: Black & Hispanic

Random Facts! ─ᰔ

I LOVE, ADORE, ADMIRE, DISCIPLINE— and did I say love already?— CHOSO KAMO! ᰔ🤤

I love pink! (As you could tell lolol)

My fav food is dumplings! 😋

I luvv making cute projects online like this Tumblr acc!

I have a fear of heights 🤯

My favorite animal is prooobably a cat... or a hamster!

I'm a slut for jjk and mha men..

This is my happy place :P , I’ve wanted to start posting fanfics for a while now!

Not sure if this is necessary, but I’m Bi!

My fav fanfic writer is @yuyukuru & @revolvingsaturn !! 🤤 💗

Begginer so my writing style may not be pleasing to you! (I wouldn't say I'm bad at writing, but we’ll see what you guys think!) 😓

Fandoms: ─ᰔ

Anime:ᰔ

KNY (Demon Slayer)

JJK (Jujutsu Kaisen)

MHA (My Hero Academia)

CSM (Chainsaw Man)

Saiki K

Fandoms I'll be writing about only: ᰔ

Jjk ᰔ

Mha ᰔ

Music Artists I like: ─ᰔ

SZA, The Weekend, Sir Mix-A-Lot, Michael Jackson, Pink Pantheress