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choso really likes how you look with cigarette burns, probably way too much.

a/n :: mdni. pure filth again, i have nothing sane to say about this one. smoker choso paired with long hair choso... mhm mhm. i'm cooking, if you see the vision you see the vision. p in hole, tried to keep as genderneutral as possible, lots of use of baby, smoking, cig burns, fluff if you squint, uhm idk what else but yayya stoner choso corrupting reader!!!

you never minded when choso smoked around you, sometimes you got a contact high depending how long you were around it. you loved the smell of weed on him, cigarettes not so much. he was very careful to not smoke in your house, only in his and even then only in his bedroom. but it was kind of attractive, watching the smoke sometimes come out his nostrils or when he occasionally blew it across your face.

then he suggested getting high during sex and you happily agreed. the idea of you being too high for your own good and being stuffed sounded amazing. however, you didn't realize that would make you his personal ash tray now.

occasionally, depending if he was smoking a joint or a cigarette he would just barely press it against the small of your back, or even higher right along your spine for a couple seconds before pulling it away.

the first time he did so, you didn't expect to like it so much. you didn't exactly call yourself a masochist but it felt so deliciously painful, especially when his dick was slamming into you. today was no different than the usual routine; taking an edible, smoking a pre-rolled with you, you becoming high in an instant, and him teasing you until you couldn't take it anymore.

now, you were underneath him, back arched and ass up against his hips, fucking back onto him as his hands were busy lighting his cigarette. you were tight already around him and you knew could feel every part of you. especially with the way his dick twitched. “damn baby, someone's a little impatient huh?”

“yeah, kinda,” you whined. “are you giving the cigarette some foreplay or something? hurry up—” you whining soon came to an end with a strangled cry as choso bottomed out, his hips right against your ass. yeah, he shut you up real quick. your teeth tugged on your bottom lip and you just barely glanced behind you to look at him.

his hair was cascaded so nicely over his broad shoulders, the tattoos running up and down his arms and his chest somewhat glistening from the small beads of sweat forming already. his tossed the lighter to the head of the bed, that same hand now landing a slap on your ass.

you whimpered, clenching around him again. he groaned a little as he took a hit from the cigarette. “mm. that better? or do you need a little more?” he purred, pressing his body down against your back. carefully he blew out the smoke right against your ear.

you shuddered, looking up at him with those favorite little puppy eyes of yours. “i need a lot more.” you huffed out.

his hand slid up your as and gripped your hip tightly, pulling your ass more back onto him, feeling him just hit that much deeper inside. your head dropped into the sheets. choso's hand immediately came up and grabbed your hair, forcing your head to lean back and look up at him.

“keep those pretty eyes on me, baby.” he whispered into your ear, half mumbled because of the cigarette. he took a second hit, removing it from his lips as he slowly exhaled the smoke more onto your back now, his thrusts increasing greatly.

you let out another strangled moan, your eyes almost threatening to close but you forced them to stay open and look up at him as he fucked you. you saw his hand come down in front of your face, your eyes helplessly following his hand. he held the cigarette in front of your mouth and you swallowed.

“take a hit for me,” his voice softened ever so slightly. you nodded in compliance and quickly inhaled a large bit. you took your time, careful not to start coughing, exhaling the smoke slowly out your nose. “yeahh, just like that, good.” he hummed and took the cig back. you felt his body leaning up, tugging you up a little too by your hair.

he stared down at the way your bodies meshed together, watching his dick disappear into you and he let out another groan. “you take me so fucking good. you love my dick, don't cha?” his pants started to get heavier and heavier.

your eyes rolled back a little, hips naturally still fucking back into his. no words were coming to mind and you really couldn't help it. you felt like a light and airy cloud and his dick was buried inside you just like you wanted. what could you not love about this?

all he heard were your moans, but not an actual response. he hummed and carefully pressed the cigarette right against your shoulder blade. it immediately caused you to cry out and arch you back. “c'mon, tell me how much you love my dick.” he asked again.

you whined, your bottom lip practically bleeding at this point at how hard you were biting it. “i love this dick so fucking—much, cho!” you cried out and he sped up even faster, his thrusts getting 10x more sloppy now. your moans only filling the room more and intensifying.

“that's ittt.. was that so hard?” he teased, to which you just moaned in response. he felt you clenching down even more and that further spurred him on. “you gonna cum f'me baby?” as he asked that he pressed the cigarette again into another spot on your back. and then other. then one right in the small of your back. the on more right on your neck.

your body twitched and writhed as he did this, your jaw falling slack as moans of the same rhythm kept falling. “yes, cho! yes—oh, 'm gonna cum! you're gonna make—me cumm!” you cried out, hips stuttering as he tried his best to keep the pace the same.

choso took one last hit and leaned down, blowing the smoke against your spin as he mumbled more sweet nothings into your skin, begging for you to come around his dick. which you did. you didn't hold back a single drop. your orgasm hit you so hard that your legs went slack, body lying flat on the bed now.

soft whimpers came from you as choso was still using your whole to bring himself over the edge. he quickly slipped out and came all along your ass and a bit on your lower back. “shitt. felt as good as always baby.” he put the cigarette out onto the proper ash tray and leaned down, kissing your shoulders.

coming down from the high was sweet, a silent but careful moment. he cleaned you up and then pulled you into a snuggle under a thin sheet, still naked but embraced together. you both will never get over his obsession with covering you in burns from his cigarettes.

© 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙘𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙘 | 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬. 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺. 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘪 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘪 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 <3

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✰︬ JJK ⸝⸝⸝ as relatives ( 1.2k )

⤷ ༝ ft . satoru , suguru , toji && sukuna !!

⇶ dark content warning for incest , mentions of drugs and alcohol , groping , a bit of implied non - con , panty sniffing , daddy kink , implied piv . please let me know if i’ve forgotten any content warnings !! note : this is a re-upload of an old fic , before the acc was purged !!

Satoru ⸝⸝⸝ is the bright and bubbly, rich uncle who never learned how to tell you no. He always gets you what you want, because who could say no to that sweet face? Your daddy said a vibrator was off limits? Satoru would laugh, kiss your forehead and return days later with a top-shelf vibe, in a pretty pink gift bag all tied up with a bow.

He likes to take you shopping when he’s bored, taking you out to five star restaurants, buying you dresses you’d never splurge on for yourself; just to turn around and insist you play dress up for uncle Gojo. He’s the type to randomly send you a couple hundred bucks, with a text attached saying, ‘get something sexy’ and cheekily tack on a quick ‘and send pics’ to the end before tossing his phone aside for a bit. You, not knowing how to tell Him no, send the photos nervously, not knowing expect and getting drowned in praise the moment he sees the lingerie hugging your hips, or the lace framing your breasts.

Spending the summer at his mansion feels like an absolute fever dream— long slow mornings in his bed, spent fucking until you can’t think straight. Drinking by the pool, alone together, fully nude, his pink lips pressed to your wet pussy. If your mother ever found out what you were doing with her brother… she would kill you both. You know the whole thing is wrong, and you know he knows it too. That doesn’t stop you from craving every bit of attention he showers you in— or from letting him pull up you back into his bed, over and over again.

Suguru ⸝⸝⸝ is the hazy eyed, stoner cousin with a crooked smile. The one who’s always texting you to come over and hang out when he’s bored, leading you down into a dim basement where led lights line the walls, flashing various colors, and the pool table is scattered with things that don’t pertain to the game.

He likes getting you so high that you literally cannot stand on your own. Your legs turn to jello, relying on sugu to catch you in his possessive grip, lowering you into his lap. He exhales smoke into your face, against your lips, against your throat, loving the way your lashes flutter each time. His hands slip beneath your clothes, deliberately groping you and claiming every inch of your skin with warm hands. You beg him in a breathy, trembling voice to stop, whimpering about how it’s wrong. He knows, but that doesn’t stop him from kissing along your pulse, licking slowly until you melt against him, just like he planned.

By the time he clears a spot on the pool table, and your back hits the green felt, you’re floating. His tongue has already made a mess of your hole, wetting it down and preparing it for what’s to come. He fucks you with a lazy rhythm,, a half-burned blunt hanging from the corner of his lips as he watches you unravel beneath him. Every thrust elicits another incoherent sound from your lips, and he groans around the smoke, loving how helpless you sound when you’re this high. Thank god he keeps the music loud, or else you two would’ve been caught by now.

Toji ⸝⸝⸝ of course, is the rough, unfiltered step-father. A man that should send you running for safety, but instead stirs a heat low in your belly. He’s crass, definitely predatory in the way that he watches you move around the house, gaze dragging down your body like he’s stripping you with his eyes. You tell yourself you shouldn’t like it, but your soaking wet panties say otherwise.

His shadow lingers in cracked doorways when you’re changing, pretending he “just stepped in at the wrong time,” though the way his pupils flare and tongue swipes over his bottom lip, is a dead giveaway every time. Later, when he thinks you won’t notice, he’s digging through your laundry basket looking for the pair you discarded before your shower— lifting them to his face, breathing your scent in with a slow, filthy satisfaction as he strokes his cock. Right in the middle of your fucking room.

After the first few times ‘it’ happened, sneaking around became second nature. The moment your mother would leave the house for work, he’d have you pinned against the nearest surface, his hands already tugging at your clothes. Sometimes he didn’t even wait for her to leave before pulling you into the dark hallway, grinding you against the wall, fingers dipping inside of you as if he owned you, all while your mother cooked dinner in the next room. He’d finger you until he had you shaking, your nails digging into his shoulders, mewling “yes daddy,” over and over again as you cum all over his hand. Then he would just laugh under his breath, licking off his fingers, calling you his good little girl— right before dragging you back in for more.

Sukuna ⸝⸝⸝ is the predatory uncle with a sharp smile and a leather jacket. A tattooed criminal who shows up to the family reunion once every handful of years, and somehow always steals the room. Maybe it’s all the tattoos, or the wild stories of his illegal escapades. He’s the kind of man you’re not supposed to look at for too long, the kind you tell yourself you shouldn’t fantasize about… but you always have. Maybe it’s because he’s hardly ever around, so you don’t really consider him your uncle. Maybe it’s because everything about him feels like that dangerous villain you had a crush on, from the cartoon show you grew up watching. Either way, the pull is there. And he fucking knows it.

At every family gathering, his eyes linger for a little too long, his smirk tilting upwards slightly, as if he’s in on a joke that you don’t understand. He calls himself “the cool uncle,” with a lazy sort of confidence that makes you scoff and roll your eyes. But when he’s leaning over you at the bar to slip you a drink, knowing you’re not even old enough for it, makes it feel intentional— as if he’s up to something. Every little tease of his is intentional, every comment feels like a dangerous invitation.

By the time the night winds down, you’re warm with alcohol, combined with the flush from that, and uncle kuna’s attention. He finds an empty room, carrying you there with the intention of you just ‘getting some rest,’ when in reality, he has much darker plans. The moment he gets you inside, you’re tossed down on the bed, his hands are already on your hips, his breath at your ear, voice low, letting you know just how amused he was with how easily you melt for him.

He fucks you the way he looks at you: hungry, deliberate, reckless in a way only he can get away with. Your drunk little moans fill the dark room while he presses you into the mattress, stretching you open, taking you apart like he’s been waiting years for the chance. And the whole time, he’s grinning against your skin, reminding you exactly who you’re letting ruin you tonight.

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🎧 ❝ about me ❞ ⇶ ren . 24 + she & they . ( c.b.m 9.20 ) book + cat luvr ‹𝟹 !! i love to read & write , and dabble in a bit of online rp . i work thirty hrs a week , and like to hit the gym at least four days a wk w/ my bf !!

🖇️ ❝ writing info ❞ ⇶ sfw + nsfw + dark content + fluff. i strictly write for jujutsu kaisen, main characters being sukuna ( obvi ), satoru and fushiguro. occasionally suguru might slip in ;) BUT those four are the only four that i have exp writing. ALL of my works are written for the female perspective. there will be usage of she/her, female petnames and descriptions of the female anatomy. i will not write for a male pov.

✅ ❝ yesyes ❞ ⇶ dark content, in/stepcest, stalking, kidnapping + stockholm, non con, dub con, cnc, somno, sadomasochism, knife + gun play, power play • pet play, age gaps, light ddlg, breeding ( no preg ! ), ass play ( f + m ), mask kink, character + character x y/n.

❎ ❝ nonono ❞ ⇶ aged-up characters, male pov, scat, piss + watersports, zoophilia, bestiality, age play, pregnancy.

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