I really need a part 4 of Nanami-Aphrodisiac, this is so good I really don't know if I want her to be with Nanami, Gojo or both
tysm! i was gonna end it there but a lot of people has been begging me to make another part 😭 i’ll add another part! don’t know how long it’s gonna take
notes: mentions of sa but nothing too detailed, oral sex (f receiving), face riding, short oneshot, maybe rushed
summery: nanami was piiiissed after finding out gojo helped you a little too much, so he decided to do the same thing
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"You two did what?" Nanami clenched his fists, eyes glaring mostly at Gojo, but still a hint in disappointment in both of you.
Currently the two of you were sitting on your couch (Gojo named it the cum couch and you hated that).
"I was just doing what you told me to do," Gojo put his hands up in defense with a smug expression.
"It's not like we fucked," You added on, "Gojo did follow orders, and I consented."
Nanami pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a long exhale, "Gojo, I strictly told you that this was not for your sake, it's for Y/n's. I don't want her to get taken advantage of again."
You gripped the couch cushion and clenched your teeth.
"Again?!" Gojo laughed, "What happened before I met her?"
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"I'm sorry, I don't want anyone else, I want you to help me. I'm so tired of other sorcerers assaulting me because of this stupid technique!"
He looked away from the field and glanced at your teary eyes, relaxing his face and stance. "What do you mean assault?"
You bit the inside of your cheek and exhaled a shaky breath, "Back in my home town there was only a small portion of us. It was me, 3 girls, and 8 guys. They all knew what happened to me prior, and after some awkward, emotional conversations they would help me when absolutely needed. I would ask for simple hand stuff but it quickly turned into...other things...I don't want to go through that again for the millionth fucking time! Please Nanami I'm begging, don't make me find someone else."
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You and Nanami kept quiet. "That's none of your business. It was inappropriate of you to perform other things."
Gojo groaned and laid back on the couch, "FYI, after our little session she was stronger than before. More pleasure = more cursed energy."
"I'm aware that's the case, but I'm afraid that's far too intimate." Nanami only wants the best for you, making sure not to make you uncomfortable. After hearing the full details of how you developed this he became even more uptight about these sessions you have to do with him (and rarely Gojo).
"I'm completely fine taking your place." Gojo smirked.
"You will never do that until I say so."
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You and Gojo still kept in touch, but Nanami was watching like a hawk. Gojo is known for crossing boundaries, and Nanami was kind of getting worried.
For 3 months of knowing and mentoring you, he witnessed you crying and being visibly upset of this aphrodisiac shit. He reassured as much as he can, and when it comes to these morning sessions he wouldn't stop asking if this is alright and if you're okay, in which you always reply yes.
You feel so comfortable being around him that you're getting scared that he'll mess it up.
Next morning comes, and at exactly 7 AM Nanami knocked on your door again.
The regular ritual happened. You sitting on the couch with legs spread, wearing the same skirt, Nanami wearing non-latex gloves, asking if you're ready for the millionth time.
He was about to slide a finger in but you stopped him, "If only you're comfortable...can you try eating me out?"
Nanami stiffened, "I don't think that's a good idea."
"I was fine and grateful that Gojo did it, the same for you. I really don't mind it at all." A sweet smile appeared on your face.
You gotten comfortable with him over the course of these months that's for sure. You no longer feel embarrassed around him, it was almost a little too natural for you, like as if you two were in a relationship but that can't ever happen. Nanami agrees in that sense. He is starting to enjoy it, which scares him.
Your mentor finally agreed, so with that you pulled down the skirt to your ankles, spreading your legs a bit more to where your pussy was parallel to Nanami's red flushed face.
He still wore the gloves, which is completely fine for you because his tongue was about to do all the work and holy shit he's thinking to himself, that's the prettiest pussy he's ever seen. He didn't know that Gojo felt the same way, but got more jealous that Gojo did all of that to you first.
Your pussy tightened around Nanami's finger. He was only gone for three days and was looking forward to this again. He wanted this to be professional at first and left no strings attached, but he couldn't help but to crave you. He partially blames it on the aphrodisiac and tries to denies these feelings.
He curled his finger while adding another, your greedy pussy was begging for his mouth (and dick but that won't happen). You bucked your hips, mentally telling him to put his mouth over your swollen clit.
Nanami leaned his head closer to your pussy, and with closed eyes his tongue swirled around your clit. He gently sucked, too afraid to hurt or overstimulate you.
You softly whimpered as your hands traveled to his kept-up hair, tangling your fingers around his locks, "M..More," You breathed out, pushing his head tighter against your pussy.
Nanami lightly grunted as he slid his coated gloved fingers out. With him still gliding his tongue against your folds he picked up your legs to where it sat nicely on his shoulders, gripping your upper thigh.
A noticeable tint formed in his tight slacks, but you were too unfocused to see how hungry this man was. He softly moaned against your clit as his cock was pressing tightly.
"Mm—fuck, Nanami." You leaned up from the couch and gently pushed him down onto his back, not unlatching himself on your pussy.
He let out a surprised grunt as his hands instantly gripped your hips to hold you in place as you grind against his mouth.
He wanted to grip your ass but he held back trying to remind himself that this isn't for his pleasure and only for yours, but when he opened his eyes and watched you moaning out his name and riding his face, legs trembling against his shoulders, he wanted to (gently) push you off and fuck you right then and there.
"Ffuck!...Im so close." You pulled your shirt up, exposing your bouncing tits that was selfishly being covered by your bra. With one hand Nanami rubbed his clothed dick, begging to feel some physical pleasure.
With a loud moan your back beautifully arched as your climax flooded. Nanami continued through your orgasm, stroking your clit drawing out your pleasure until you were practically trembling on his face.
When your shaking body subsided you lifted yourself up and rolled off of him, sitting beside of his head while you caught your breath. Nanami looked at your flustered face, a small smile developing on his face.
Before you could look at him he quickly leaned up and tried to cover his boner, not wanting to make you feel uncomfortable.
"Thanks," You quietly said.
"No need to thank me." Nanami stood up and reached his hand out for you.
You quickly got dressed as Nanami adjusted himself, and after the two of you gathered yourselves he went back to training you. Neither of you mentioning the sex.
notes: idk how lawyers work ngl, sorry if this was ooc 🥀 suggestive sex, "fucking" through clothes, grinding, non penetration, 11 year age gap, short oneshot
summery: you're an intern and is working on this weird sexual murder case with Higuruma. how can you two prove the client is innocent?
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Higuruma was upset that he had an intern. He didn't want to get slowed down by a girl fresh out of law school.
Especially now, dealing with an odd sexual case of a wife being accused of shooting her husband while having sex.
The wife's lover walked in on her fucking her husband and shot him, but the wife (his client), swore up and down that she's not guilty and that it was her lover affair who shot him.
"It doesn't make sense," Higuruma mumbled, looking over his notes, "How could my client shoot her husband while they're having sex?"
You rested your elbows on the wooden desk of his at home office since it was already 12 AM and his firm was closed for the day. "Did your client or her lover say what position they were in when her husband got shot?"
"My client said she was in the missionary position, but the lover said the husband was standing up and straddling her, that gives her an opportunity to shoot him in the back of the head because that's the entrance wound."
"But wouldn't the bullet hit her as well?"
His tired eyes glanced at you, rubbing his temples. "Exactly. Unless she quickly moved her body, but if she did that there would've been noticeable marks on her body. The husband is roughly 6'5, and if she moved and fell she would get some bruises."
"That's a pretty good point, do you think the jury will believe you?"
He shook his head, "We have to have proof."
"I think maybe I can help."
Higuruma raised an eyebrow, "How so? I don't exactly trust your judgment given that you're still an intern."
"Just hear me out, stand up real quick." You stood up from your seat while he sighed, standing up as well, "How tall are you?"
"6 foot, what exactly are you planning? Because I don't play games."
"Let's do that standing position and see if it was possible for her to shoot him like that." You picked up a stapler to use that as the handgun.
Higuruma rolled his eyes before placing his hands on your hips, lifting you up so you can wrap your legs around his hips. His hands then moved to your ass to help you stay there, both your arms reached around his neck.
He concentrated on not getting a hard on, especially for this young intern.
"Alright so let's do the movement, start bouncing me."
And so he did, "fucking" you with clothes on. Your pussy grinding on his clothed dick as you tightened your legs around his hips. The fake-fucking gotten a little faster, Higuruma's dick getting stroked by your pussy in those tight pants of yours.
His head rested in the crook of your neck, biting his tongue so he wouldn't make any noises. This isn't professional of him, but he's been so stressed lately that he realized this is what he needed.
You almost completely forgot why you two were doing this until you let out a noticeable moan. Higuruma stopped his movements and cleared his throat.
You quickly put the stapler behind his head and moved your body to the side before saying "bang."
Higuruma still played the part and let go of you.
To avoid this awkward silence you spoke again, "So do we think that was possible?"
"Um, yeah...should we still try missionary? Because that position she would've still gotten a bruise from him dropping her and landed on the floor, especially if he fell on top of her. So, if it was missionary then he would've fallen on her on the bed, not giving her any marks."
"So missionary, she leaned up shot him in the back of the head?"
"Mhm."
Your pussy was aching for him to actually fuck you, but you had a feeling he doesn't want to do that, so you happily agreed to pretend to fuck in missionary. "Would this be easier if we go to your bedroom? I'm not trying to do any funny business I just want to help."
"I trust you, so don't worry. I'll show you my room." So with that you followed him, feeling yourself get wetter by each step closer to his room.
He switched the lights on while you laid on his bed, legs somewhat in the air. Higuruma settled himself in between your legs. His hands lightly gripped your waist, then pumped himself back and forth on your pussy.
"There's two ways this can happen," You breathed out, "I lean up and shoot you in the back of the head, or you lay your body on me and then I shoot you."
He shook his head, thrusting faster, "If I laid on your body the bullet would definitely hit you as well, so I think you need to lean up and do it."
"I don't think this position would work out if she actually did shoot him."
He stopped his fake thrusts, "I think you're right about that."
You scooted back away from him, not wanting him to know that you want to get fucked by this guy that was 11 years older than you.
"I think we got enough proof that there's no way your client could shoot him. Her lover most definitely shot him, I was thinking he shot him while in missionary because if he shot him while they were standing up then she would've most definitely gotten a mark from falling, so it would've have to be done through missionary."
For the first time he had a genuine small smile, "Maybe you're not so bad after all."
"Told you I won't waste your time." You giggled, getting off the bed. "How would we prove this to the jury though? Do we have to do these positions in front of them?"
"I would hope not but if we have to then we will. Only if that's alright with you."
"Sure! I don't mind." My pussy is minding though.
Higuruma straightened out his tie and adjusted his pants since his boner was tightly getting pressed by his slacks.
This sexual energy was bad enough, and you have one more year to work with him. How will you be able to get through this one year?
notes: continuation of nanami p1. oral and fingering receiving, kinda short, 1.5k words
summery: nanami had to take ino somewhere and couldn't bring you. so who else is going to help you out? gojo
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Nanami has been "helping out" for 3 months now. He took off his gloves that was covered in your juices before throwing it away. He wanted this little situation to be as professional as possible so he switched to non latex gloves. It doesn't feel as good as his bare fingers, but it gets the job done. You're thinking to yourself he does this so there's no strings attached, but he never said those words.
"I'm leaving tonight with Ino and won't be back until Thursday."
You pulled up your underwear and frantically stood up, "Three days?!"
"I know your concerns, I'm sure you can find somebody to help you."
"But I don't want anyone else! I only trust you to...you know. I just don't want to be taken advantage of."
Nanami relaxed, "I'm glad you can trust me. You can try asking Yuta or Gojo."
"Gojo!? Hell no he's too freaky for me."
"Yuta?"
"Absolutely not. I don't want Rika to freak out."
"That's understandable. Last resort you could pleasure yourself. I know it's not enough but you're going to have to find solutions. You can't always rely on me." Nanami adjusted his tie, still feeling flustered and embarrassed of these conversations with you.
"Fine. I'll ask Gojo."
"Well that settles it."
"What if he says no?"
Nanami chuckled, "I doubt it. Are you ready to train now?"
Doubts it?! "Yeah...would it be possible for you to ask Gojo? I really don't want to ask him myself."
"I suppose, but wouldn't it be more reasonable if you come along with me to ask him?"
You groaned, covering your face with your hands. "I guess. Can we just ask him now so I can get this embarrassment over with?"
"I don't see why not. I can ask him to meet us."
"Greattt," You said with sarcasm, in which Nanami didn't react to it.
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"Ah Y/n! So nice to see you again!" Gojo had his arms out.
The first time you and Gojo met was still very much the same awkwardness you had with Nanami, the only difference is that Gojo was not embarrassed at all. He knows all about your unfortunate situation from before.
"Yeah, same here."
"You okay?" Gojo laughed, "You look nervous."
Nanami replied for you, "You're aware the situation of Y/n and I correct?"
"The one where-"
"Yes," He cut him off, "I will be out of town and Y/n needs someone to help her."
"Aw so you're asking me! I feel honored." Gojo turned his head towards you.
"You're literally my last resort, don't feel honored."
"Feisty!" He laughed, "Let's see what Nanami has been teaching you."
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"Nice apartment," Gojo looked at all of the decorations you had up. Some included pictures of different plants, a circle mirror, little lucky cat sitting in a bookshelf, stuff that he wasn't exactly expecting.
You chewed on your thumb nail, trying to gather the words of what's about to happen and how you would like for it to happen. Nanami was always so professional about this. Wears gloves, making you wear a long skirt so it's not too sexual, not talking about the details afterwards, how the hell is Gojo going to do it?
"Alright," Gojo clapped his hands, "What's the details?"
"Um...usually Nanami lets me sit on the couch and I wear a long skirt and he wears non-latex gloves to keep it professional."
"I don't have gloves, but wouldn't it feel better anyway that I don't wear gloves?"
"Yeah, but don't be too crazy while doing it. I hate that I have to do this."
"Relax," He walked closer, towering over you with a smirk, saying in a low tone, almost seductive voice, "I'll be gentle."
With a red tint face you took a step back, "Nanami makes me wear a skirt so do you want to do that?"
"Its all up to you. To be honest I was shocked that he would do this. The guy is too uptight!" He laughed, "He must really like you."
"That's definitely not it, he just felt bad for me."
Gojo faked pout, "Well that's sad isn't it?"
"Can we go ahead and get this over with?"
"Fine, fine. You gonna switch into that pilgrim skirt?"
"No because I really want to get this over with. Can you turn around?"
"I'm gonna be fingering and eating you out anyway, why does it matter?"
"Eating out!? Oh no, we are not doing that. Nanami usually fingers me and that's it, I don't want any other stuff."
"Oh come on! I haven't gotten any complaints yet. Plus who knows! It might help you more."
He might be right about this.
You pondered on that before finally agreeing, "Fine, let's do it. Turn around still so I can undress."
"If that'll make you feel better. I'm gonna be all up in there anyway." He laughed while turning around.
"Ew, don't say it like that." You tugged off your pants and underwear and tucked it inbetween the couch cushions before sitting down, nervously tapping your foot. You still wish it was Nanami, his hands so big and gentle, not making a big deal out of this situation. Sometimes he'll look up to make sure you're enjoying it. Even when his fingers are pumping in and out before curling them, he'll still ask you if this is what you want, what you find more pleasurable, if he needs to speed up or slow down, but he always starts off as slow and gentle because his fingers are so big and thick.
Now you're really missing Nanami.
But he's also too serious and professional at times. You want him to touch you more, kiss, talk sexy, but no, he sees it more of a business thing. You still cum no matter what, but fuck, you need Nanami.
"Ready," You finally had the courage. Sure, you could back out at any time but you have to do this stupid shit that you started.
Your thighs tightly pressed together, too embarrassed to spread them out but because of Gojo smirking with crossed arms your pussy became wetter, dying for it to get touched.
Gojo got on his knees as he placed his hand on them, "You this nervous with Nanami?"
You nod, "At first yeah."
Gojo rested his head on your knees and you assumed he was looking up at you because of his blindfold. "What can I do to make this more enjoyable for you, hm?"
"To shut your mouth."
He chuckled, "Gonna try my best." Gojo pushed your thighs out, staring at that pussy wet with natural lubricant. His lips slightly parted, the most beautiful pussy his eyes ever laid on. He's telling himself that Nanami is missing out. Oh he's going to be mad.
Gojo pushes two long fingers inside, definitely different than from Nanami who was slow at it and followed your instructions.
Your hips jerked up with a small moan escaping at the sudden stretch. He pumped them in and out, smirking to himself, before curling his fingers.
He brought his head closer to your pussy, hot breath breathing on it before his tongue ran along against your slit.
You covered your mouth with your hand, forgetting how good it feels to be ate out instead of being just fingered (with no sexual tension) for 3 months now. You grind your pussy against his face, making Gojo chuckle a bit. "Feels good, huh?" He said in a low, seductive voice before finally swirling his tongue on your clit
"Mpf!" You moaned out into your hand, using your other hand to grope your clothed tit, something you would never do with Nanami.
Gojo began sucking on the swollen clit, his fingers still curling to hit that spot. You uncovered your mouth, using that hand to tangle into Gojo's soft hair. For once, it does feel nice to fully relax getting ate out and fingered, not worrying about how professional this has to be.
Gojo looked up at you with a wicked grin, "You this touchy with Nanami?"
"N..No," You gasped as he finger fucked you faster.
"I feel honored," He said before latching himself on your clit again. You were getting closer, breathing becoming more ragged, hips buckling against his face.
"Ffffuck, I'm about to..." You never came this fast from Nanami.
Gojo nodded, feeling his dick tighten in his pants.
Seconds later your orgasm hit, way more powerful than with Nanami. Gojo still didn't back away, he wanted you to ride out your orgasm until you're quiet and twitching.
Once that being achievable, he leaned his head up while sliding his coated fingers out.
"Wow," You mumbled as your legs twitched.
Gojo wiped his fingers on your couch without you noticing before picking up your pants and underwear to hand them to you. "Make sure to tell Nanami we kept it professional."
"Will do. I'm sure he'll go on a 5 minute rant if he finds out what really happened." You slid up your underwear and pants, "Thanks for that, it actually felt nice."
notes: this was short asf so sorry. period fucking, oral receiving and giving, period sex, fingering, almost inappropriate use of tampon
summery: choso wants more
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Mahito wouldn't leave you alone about the little encounter you and Choso had. He was begging you to let him eat you out on your period but you so happily declined.
With the door locked this time, you laid down on the uncomfortable bed, putting pressure onto your stomach. You should've bought painkillers instead but only had enough money to buy tampons and pads.
Your door got knocked on as you irritably yelled out, "Go away Mahito!"
"It's Choso."
Thank god.
With your hand still holding your stomach you unlocked and opened the door to see Choso holding 2 big textbooks.
"Whatcha got there buddy?" You joked about the nickname.
"I got these from the library, it's about the reproductive system." He showed you the books, one titled What Goes On In Women's Reproductive System, and the other What To Expect.
"Choso this one is about pregnancy."
"I know, I'm so curious about both...Can I come in?"
"Uh..sure." You opened the door more.
Choso sat down on the edge of the bed with the two books in his hands, not keeping his eyes off of you as you closed and lock the door again.
You sat down next to him, your body touching his. "Have you read them yet?"
"No, I was wanting to read them with you."
Aw. "Why are you so curious about this stuff anyway? Was it because of last night?"
"Partially. I feel deep emotions on this subject."
You chuckled, "Yeah I can tell."
Choso opened the reproductive book and flipped to a diagram of the inside of a uterus, "What does this mean?"
"A uterus?"
"I know what that is, but what's the process like?"
Okay, guess we're doing this again. "You see this oval shape? That's an ovary, and those tiny little dots are eggs. During ovulation the ovary spits out the egg and travels through this tube right here called fallopian tubes."
Choso studied the picture and chewed on his bottom lip.
"Are you about to cry again?"
"No!" His voice cracked, in which you continued this weird conversation of explaining this.
"Right...so two things can happen, 1st: the egg doesn't get fertilized by sperm so it just falls out of the uterus and pussy pretty much. If that happens, the uterine lining sheds and that's why we bleed. So the blood is technically our lining of the uterus, and some mixture of actual hemoglobin blood or whatever and—Choso do you have a boner?"
His face immediately got red as he denied.
"It's okay if you do, it's natural...but why does this turn you on?" You were appalled, not necessarily weirded out or judging but...appalled.
Choso shifted in his spot, "I don't know! Just seeing how women can produce life and their baby-making organ releasing blood is...hot? Is that the word for it?"
"I guess, I'm not judging at all so don't feel ashamed."
"I understand, please continue."
Your lips turned upright, "Anyway, sometimes when an egg gets released it can be fertilized by a sperm and I assume you know what that is?"
He nodded, eyes not leaving this diagram.
"So obviously it makes a zygote, and that zygote plants itself onto the uterine lining."
Choso's breath hitched, "So the blood is supposed to hold the embryo? And when it doesn't happen it leaves? Its sole purpose is to hold and protect this life!" His lips trembled as his eyes gotten glossier.
"Don't cry!" You rubbed his back in soothing circles, "It's a natural process! Our bodies were meant for this." Wait until he finds out about abortions.
He slowly nodded in agreement, "What happens next?"
With your hand still rubbing his back you continued, "So that zygote turns into an embryo after a week I think, and then after 2 weeks it turns into a fetus, then 9 months later we pop out a baby." You shifted your hips frontward, lightly hissing in pain.
Choso's head turned to you and tilted it to the side, "You okay?"
"Yeah, just cramps."
You flipped the page and saw a very realistic pussy diagram. Before you quickly turn the page Choso took the book from your hands and stared deeply at it, his cock twitching in his underwear.
"Looks like yours." He mumbled.
"Most pussies look like that, I'm not special." You laughed which was like music to Choso's ears.
"Yours is prettier."
Your face flushed, adjusting your hips once more due to the horniness instead.
"Thanks...ready for the pregnancy book?" You quickly changed the subject.
"Wait-" He flipped to another page titled "Menstruation."
He read the paragraph, getting more details even though you explained it two different times. He laid the book down on his crotch area as his hand slowly reaches in his pants, rubbing his tip without you knowing. His hips buckled in, small, quiet noises escaping.
You were too busy reading the pregnancy book and quickly ripped out the page of miscarriages and abortions.
It wasn't until you hear Choso whimpering with tears welding up in his eyes. Your jaw dropped a bit, reaching over to pick the book off of his lap, seeing his dick being rubbed through his clothes. Choso immediately stopped what he was doing but you insisted he would continue.
Being ridiculed about having periods all your life and all of a sudden a man is obsessed with learning about periods, especially getting turned on by it, which oddly enough turns you on.
You sat on his lap, slowly grinding against his covered, hard cock. "You're turned on, huh?" You teased.
Choso bit his lip, holding onto your hips as you grind his sensitive cock.
These period hormones are really getting to you.
You slid down inbetween his thighs, grabbing the waist band of his pants and underwear before pulling them down. His cock stood straight up, pulsating as precum slowly dripped out.
"What are you doing?" Choso breathed out.
"You'll see." You wrapped your fingers and hand around the base of his dick with little pressure. Oh he was sensitive, almost cumming just by the way you're holding it.
Your tongue licked from the base of his cock slowly all the way up until you reached his tip. You met eyes with him, tongue swirling around the tip, tasting the precum. Choso rolled his shirt up and bit it to hold it up so he could look at that pretty face of yours.
Choso let out a sharp gasp as he felt the warm mouth of yours engulfing the swollen head of his cock. "Mmf!"
Choso's hips bucked involuntarily, trying to push more of his aching length into your mouth. You gagged lightly, sending vibrations against his cock. "S-sorry!"
You didn't want to pull yourself out so you looked up and wink, wanting him to know that it was okay and that you're enjoying this.
Soft, breathy moans spilled from his lips, growing louder as you began to move your head up and down his cock. "Haahh...fuck!" Choso panted, one hand coming up to tangle in your hair.
You felt his cock throbbing and pulsing in your mouth, leaking amounts of precum.
"I'm not sure if I can hold back." Choso warned breathlessly.
You pulled your head up off of his cock with a lewd "pop" noise. You looked at him with hunger, "I'm still bleeding out of my pussy,"
Choso's dick twitched so noticeably, making you snicker.
You stood up and discarded your pants and underwear before laying down beside of Choso, elbows holding you up with your legs hanging off of the bed.
Choso immediately got down in between your thighs, spreading them apart. He licked his lips, tilting his head. "There's a string?"
You leaned all the way up, "Oh shit! I'm sorry I forgot I even had that in there. I thought I was wearing a pad."
He got closer to your pussy, hot breath breathing on it giving you goosebumps. "What is it?"
"A tampon, I can pull it out for you."
"No," He replied, swirling his tongue around the string before biting down on it to get a good grip. You felt the tampon slowly leaving your pussy as he pulled back, until finally it was left hanging out from his mouth and laying it down on the floor.
"Wow," Your jaw dropped, "Fuck you're so hot."
Choso actually felt jealous that the tampon got the blood out for him, but that jealously soon went away the moment he attached himself to your pussy. He ran his tongue along your folds before you begged him to lick your clit.
He gently inserted a finger inside of your dripping cunt, licking and sucking the clit as well. His other hand immediately went to his dick and softly stroked himself to the noises escaping your mouth.
"Mmore," You let out a breathless plea, feeling your pussy tighten around his curled up finger.
Choso responded with a grunt, inserting another finger as he stroked himself a bit faster than before. He moaned against your pussy, about to cum all over his hand.
"Choso I want to fuck so bad," You moaned out, "I need your dick inside of me, please."
Choso's eyes widened, pulling back slightly along with his fingers and looked at your pleading eyes. He didn't deny, he immediately alined his cock near the hole of your pussy.
"Please Choso," You whined, wiggling your pussy against his tip.
He bit his lip, slowly slipping his dick inside your pussy. You hissed a bit as he stretched your walls more than before. Choso had to pause, fighting the urge to cum right then and there.
Choso started to move, pulling his hips back until just the tip remained inside before pushing forward again, creating a deep rhythm, "Am I doing this right?" He groaned.
"Oh fuck...yes of course!"
He smiled a bit, leaning down to capture your lips in a rough kiss. As he thrust deeper and harder, Choso could feel his climax building. He knew he wouldn't last much longer, not with the way your pussy was gripping him so perfectly.As his relentless thrusts grew more urgent and powerful, your pleasure was coming rapidly. Your back arched off the bed, fingers digging into Choso's shoulders as you clung to him desperately
"Ahhh... I'm... I'm going to!" You gasped out, voice breaking off into a loud moan as your orgasm overtook you.
The feeling of your pussy gripping him so tightly was too much for Choso to bear. With a hoarse cry of your name, he slammed into you one final time, burying himself as deep as physically possible as his own climax hit.
Choso's cock jerked and throbbed as it came, painting your insides with thick ropes of his cum. His body shuddered and twitched with the intensity of his orgasm.
He was still buried deep inside your pussy, not wanting to slip out just yet. His chest heaved as he caught his breath, holding you close as the aftershocks of your mutual orgasms slowly faded.
"Fuck, Choso," You panted, "You came in me."
He leaned up and slipped out his dick, "Is that a bad thing?"
You used your elbows to hold yourself up, "I don't want to get pregnant."
"I'm so sorry! Is there anything I can do?"
"No, no it's fine. I can figure something out."
Choso laid down beside of you, not leaving his eye contact, "Thank you for that..it was amazing."
You looked over at him and smiled, "Of course, I really needed that."
The sweet moment got interrupted by Mahito's annoying, loud mouth. You groaned, cussing at yourself for being so loud. "Next time we fuck, let's make sure we're the only ones here." You said.
"There will be a next time?"
"By the way you fuck? Of course."
Choso lips turned upright and nodded, "I'll like that."
notes: threesome, eiffle tower position, masturbation, giving head to gojo, geto fucking from behind, 2536 words, reader has aphrodisiac shit, they're all 18-19 in this, geto talked reader through it
summery: they have a messy break up so gojo fucked you for revenge of geto, what happens when geto finds out? fucking you too
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Being put in the room next to Gojo was awful, and it was no secret that Gojo and Geto are fucking. When they fuck it's so goddamn loud that you have to cover your ears...sometimes.
Some days you're so fucking horny that you masturbate whenever they are fucking and imagining that you're being cucked or even them fucking you at the same time. They don't even know this dirty little secret about you.
You assumed that Gojo was receiving by how loud he is, moaning out Geto's name and just his loud whimpers. You imagined that Geto was the one fucking you and you were the one moaning as his mercy. You groped your tit, lightly pinching your nipple as your other fingers rubbed your clit to the sound of Gojo's noises.
It was pretty much on beat, and you made sure that when Gojo and/or Geto cums, you cum. It's been like this ever since they started dating a month ago, and just about every Friday night at 10 pm they're fucking.
Gojo's moans got louder right before he came, and so did yours. You loved this little fantasy of yours, and loved it even more when you're able to cum at the same time as Gojo or Geto.
~
"Suguru broke up with me." Gojo laid in a fetal position on your bed with you sitting beside of him.
You gently rubbed circles on his back, "How come?" Damn, no more fucking huh?
"He didn't say. I asked him what I did wrong but he just ignored me." Gojo swallowed his tears.
You frowned and laid down beside of him, your tits resting against his back, "I don't really know how to help, I'm sorry."
"He was always there for me and never saw me as some weapon. That's all I heard growing up and I believed it. I was nothing more," He choked, "And Suguru saw me as an actual person. He wanted to talk to me and be around me...so him leaving hurts."
"I know, and I'm sorry you had to deal with that growing up but I'm here for you, always am."
"Really?" He sniffled.
"Of course, Satoru. I know I'm not as close as Suguru was but I'll always be by your side."
"I appreciate it." Gojo turned on his other side, hand resting on your hip. "I know a way you can help." He winked.
"I'm terrified of what you're going to suggest." You somewhat joked.
"So, hear me out,"
"Oh lord."
"We fuck on his bed."
You quickly sat up, almost saying no but you stopped yourself...you always wanted to fuck Gojo. A man vocal in bed? One of your biggest turn ons. You know he likes both dick and pussy and doesn't mind taking the lead when it comes to fucking pussy's.
But do you really want to get tied up in this weird toxic mess?
"I guess I'm down for it."
Gojo smiled ear to ear, "Thank you! So I think he's out somewhere, we can go ahead and hop to it." He quickly stood up and grabbed his things from your desk.
"Wait you do know what happens if I fuck somebody right? You're not gonna be able to use your curse technique shit."
"Yeah, I'm aware. I can still punch if I need to. You see how big my muscles are?" Gojo rolled up his sleeves and flexed, acting like he wanted you to touch it.
Your eyes rolled, "Oh yeah, so big."
"Come on, I know you want to wrap your hands around it."
"I thought we were supposed to be fucking on your ex boyfriend's bed?"
"Somebody is eager!" He teased, "Come on."
As Gojo lead the way you twiddled your thumbs, kind of wanting to back out but your pussy says otherwise. Partially it's your curse energy, but mainly it's Gojo making it all wet.
On rare occasions Gojo would be the one on top, and you would hear Geto moan how big it is and that he can't handle it.
Oh boy, you're in for a ride.
Gojo unlocked Geto's door and held it open for you to walk in first before he quickly shut it.
"So are you wanting him to catch us? I don't want him to be mad at me."
"We're gonna leave messages." He kicked off his shoes.
"What kind?"
"Condom wrappers, cum, spit, trust me it's the best kind of revenge!"
"You know you could've just do this yourself, you don't need my help."
"I know that, but what if he actually sees us? He'll get so jealous that he'll want me back." Gojo took off his shirt and you're no better than a man. Your eyes drawn to his muscular torso, fuck you need him so bad.
He walked over and caressed your cheek with his thumb, "Why am I the only one half naked?" He frowned in a joking way.
Gojo grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it off of you, and he reacted the same way you did. Your tits landed perfect in your bra that he was dying to take off.
He fumbled with the clasp and after about 10 seconds you unclasped it. Fuck you're so nervous. You fucked so many people and yet you're pretty much in fear because Gojo was staring at your tits.
"Where have you been hiding them?" He joked, sort of ruining this revenge fuck mood.
"From you apparently."
Gojo smirked, putting his hand on the back of your head, fingers tangling in your hair. He pushed you into him, roughly kissing your cherry tasting lips. Your hands traveling all over his waist and back, feeling every tone muscle he has.
He broke the kiss and unbuckled your belt, eagerly pulling your pants down to expose your cotton underwear with cats on it.
"I didn't do laundry okay?"
"They're coming off anyway." He pulled them down, exposing your already wet, dripping pussy.
You kicked off your pants and underwear to the side before immediately taking his pants and underwear off.
Holy shit you're thinking to yourself, he's big as fuck. Gojo noticed your wide eye expression and softly laughed.
He pushed your body onto Geto's bed and spread apart your legs. He wanted to eat you out and taste that sweet pussy of yours but he was also so eager to fuck it.
Plus, Gojo doesn't do foreplay on women.
His tip rested against your entrance before pushing it in ever so softly. You quietly grunted, feeling your walls get stretched out as he inched his way into your tight cunt.
"Feels good, huh?"
You nodded, looking at him with eager eyes, "Is it all the way in? It's almost hitting my cervix."
Gojo laughed, "Oh baby there's about 2 inches left. You think you can fit all of me in?"
You didn't reply, your eyes half lidded as your pussy completely covered his dick.
Gojo grunts, starting to move as he sets a hard, fast pace, Geto's bed creaking beneath you with the force of his thrusts. One hand reaches up to roughly palm your breast, kneading the soft flesh as his dick repeatedly hits your cervix, making you grunt out of pain.
He was probably the biggest dick you've ever fucked, and now you're wondering about your cursed technique and how it's going to effect it, but right now all you could focus on was Gojo's dick fucking the needy cunt.
"You're taking my cock better than Suguru ever did," Gojo snarls, his hips snapping against yours with intensity. He's so goddamn pissed off from what Geto did that he's now taking it on your pussy.
The odd words of encouragement made you smile, "Oh yeah? Do I fuck better than him?" You moaned out.
Well...no, he still craves Geto.
He leans down to capture your nipple in his mouth, biting and sucking at the sensitive bud as he continues his assault on your pussy.
"Mfmm! You fuck so good!"
Gojo smirks at your breathless affirmation. He doubles down on his efforts, hips pistoning furiously as he drives his thick cock deeper and harder into your pussy. The bed frame slams against the wall with each powerful thrust, the headboard rattling noisily.
He slides a hand down to rub tight circles around your clit, feeling it swell and throb under his touch. He knows your aphrodisiac shit can make him pussy high, but he couldn't help but to still crave Geto.
He leans down to capture your lips in a filthy kiss, swallowing your cries.
"Fuck, I'm getting close," Gojo pants against your mouth, sweat dripping down his heaving chest.
"Satoru!" You moaned out, nails digging into his back as he fucked into your orgasm.
Gojo lets out a guttural groan. He hilts inside you one last time, his cock throbbing and pulsing as he finds his release. He throws his head back, quickly pulling out and releasing all over your stomach and tits.
Gojo's body shudders as he empties himself onto you, ropes of sticky white cum coating your stomach and tits.
"Goddamn," Gojo pants, his voice ragged.
"The aphrodisiac shit will last on you for about 5 minutes, so don't get in trouble." You panted, catching your breath.
"Yeah, yeah." He waved you off, picking up Geto's shirt from the floor to wipe off your pussy and the cum on you before discarding it.
You sat up using your elbows, "So how long do we have to do this?"
"Until Suguru gets so pissed off that he starts tweaking. Thanks for that."
Your voice gotten quiet, "Yeah..."
~~
Gojo was right, Geto was tweaking.
But you were too busy in your own feelings. You got attached to Gojo.
Every weekend you two would fuck on Geto's bed and leave signs that Gojo was fucking somebody else in there, not knowing it was you out of all people.
You would hear them two arguing almost every night about who Gojo was fucking, and luckily for you he's not a snitch.
Fucking once again on Geto's bed, youre not enjoying this anymore.
"I know who you pretend I am." You breathed out, being muffled by Geto's bed since Gojo is fucking you from behind.
Gojo went slower, "Huh?"
"I said this feels great!" Which isn't a complete lie, it does feel good. The way Gojo fucks you so tenderly makes you want to cum all the time. At first Gojo didn't care that he's fucking you and kind of wished you were Geto, but overtime he's starting to enjoy your pussy and your presence.
When Geto was in the halls Gojo would put his arm around you and pretend to be laughing with you to make his ex boyfriend jealous, and oh yes indeed it worked.
Geto had a feeling that you were the one fucking his twink ex.
But on the other side of the horseshoe you were jealous as well. Fuck this messy shit.
Literally too.
The next weekend you were bouncing up and down on Gojo's cock, and since Gojo's six eyes doesn't work when he's fucking you, he can't tell whether or not Geto is close by.
"The fuck?!" Geto opened his door.
You jerked and wanted to get off but Gojo kept a tight grip on you.
Geto slammed the door closed and walked over to you two.
"You're trying to get back at me?"
"Not at all." he winked.
You were literally caught up in the middle of this and practically froze while you were cockwarming.
Gojo replied again, slightly started moving his hips back and forth, "Fuck, her pussy feels so good. Never came this hard in my life!"
Geto glared at you.
"He asked me to! I didn't want to be caught in the middle of this messy stuff!" You tried to get off again but Gojo held you down.
"I want you to." He replied.
"Huh?" Both you and Gojo said.
"I want to see if you're lying Satoru."
Oh boy, you're thinking to yourself.
Gojo let go of his grip, letting you to get off.
"Stand up," Geto pointed to him, in which Gojo obeyed.
Geto looked at you, still very much pissed off, "Bend over and suck his dick."
You were still frozen in fear, so of course you did what he said. Gojo on the other hand was enjoying about how assertive and bossy Geto was.
Since you can't touch any genitalia because it'll make them orgasm instantly, Gojo had a tight grip on his cock, inching himself into your wide open mouth.
Gojo lets out a low, appreciative groan as your lips stretching around his girth. He watches intently, your tongue swirling around the sensitive head of his dick with each pass.
"That's it, just like that," Geto praises, removing his pants and underwear.
Geto's tip pressed against your pussy, and just by the way his tip felt you can tell he's more girthy than Gojo.
Gojo's hips flex subtly, pushing his shaft deeper into your throat as it was constricting around him, struggling to take his full length.
He starts to thrust his hips more, fucking your face with shallow strokes. Drool escapes the seal of your lips, dripping down your chin and onto the floor.
Geto pushed his full length inside of your dripping cunt, inducing your moans vibration against Gojo's dick like a vibrator.
Both men Eiffel Towering you, thrusting in both of your holes as they held hands high up in the air.
Gojo's dick touching the back of your throat, constant gagging, and Geto's dick stretching out your walls more than his twink ex made your knees weak. The overstimulation causing loud, muffled moans throughout the room, you're sure that somebody can listen in, but you're too busy getting fucked in the middle of these two messy ex's.
But you're enjoying every last bit of it. Geto's thick cock in and out of your wet pussy, the natural lubricant dripping onto the floor as well as your spit.
You muffled that you were going to cum, and both Gojo and Geto looked at each other. This is what they were lacking. Staring into each others eyes as their dicks was fucking some whore.
Gojo tangled his hands in your hair and Geto gripped your hips, both thrusting simultaneously into you. You let out a loud muffle moan, Geto holding onto you as your body trembled.
Gojo's hot cum spurts at the back of your throat, moaning loudly and letting your mouth be the cock warmer before pulling it out.
Geto quickly pulled his dick out of your grippy pussy before cumming on your back, letting out a gutted, breathy moan.
The three of you panted, you holding onto Gojo's hips and Geto wiping the cum off of your back with Gojo's shirt.
You winced as you leaned up, back aching by how hard Geto fucked you.
"Can this revenge fucking be over now?" You panted.
The two men had a devious smirk on their faces. Geto pushed your hair back, "No."
notes: oral (reader receiving), period oral sex, uhhh that's it really. prob 2nd hand embarrassment, reader has that aphrodisiac shit. this oneshot is short
summery: choso finds out what a period was, gets sad that you're "wasting" blood, so what's his solution? eating you out
"I'm bored." You slouched in the chair, watching Jogo, Mahito, Kenjaku, Hanami and Choso play some board game.
"That's what board games are for." Jogo replied.
"Yeah but this looks boring." You propped your feet on the table.
"Your feet are in my way." Choso said, flicking your shoe with his thumb and pointer finger.
"Sorry, just trying to get comfy." You gave a sly smile.
"I'm trying to play a game."
"Well I'm trying to get comfy."
Kenjaku interrupted this frivolous conversation, "You two are acting more childish than Mahito."
"Ha!" Mahito laughed, clutching his stomach.
You squinted your eyes, "He's also calling you childish."
"Relax! Got your panties tied in a knot?" He teased.
"No."
"Right," He winked.
"The fuck does that supposed to mean?"
Kenjaku rubbed his temples, "Just calm down, both of you."
"I am calm!" You yelled, putting your feet down you accidentally knocked off some pieces of the board game on Choso's side.
Mahito leaned to Jogo, trying to "whisper" but loud enough on purpose to get on your nerves, "Somebody is on their period." He sang.
"Shut!" You stood up abruptly, almost knocking down your chair.
"Aha! So you are on it. I'm not shaming!" Mahito put his hands up in defense.
Choso tilted his head, "Period?"
You pinched the bridge of your nose, "Don't worry about it."
Since Choso just arrived, he knows nothing about regular humans bodies, especially women. In addition, you were the only human here (other than Geto's body, but that's a different case). The others are cursed spirits, and you're the only one who gets a period.
"Well now I'm curious." Choso replied.
Mahito leaned over the table, "Its where a girl bleeds once a month."
You were dumbfounded, "How the fuck do you know that?"
"Porn." He grinned eye to eye.
"Alright well," You took a step back from the table, "I'm going to save myself the embarrassment of this conversation and go do my own thing."
Choso wanted to learn more about this whole "period" thing. Losing blood? Not using it to fight? He thinks you're wasting this blood.
Jogo waved his hand over Choso's face, "Hellooo, Choso, it's your turn."
"What does a period do? Where is she bleeding? Is she wasting it?"
Mahito laughed so hard he was slapping his knee, "Just ask her! It's freaky! You might even like it." He winked.
Choso contemplated about asking how and what even is a period to you. He hardly ever had a conversation with you, just small talk.
Jogo sighed out of annoyance, "GO! It's your turn!"
"I'm done playing." Choso stood up and left the room, walking over to the other side of the house to go to the only bedroom there is because Kenjaku so kindly gave you one.
To his luck the door was cracked, so he peeked inside and saw you curled up in a fetal position on the bed. He knocked on the door before walking in, not knowing anything about manners, but you didn't really care.
"Got bored as well?" You joked, slowing stretching your body out of the fetal position and laid out on your side.
Choso closed the door before walking over to you.
"You uh...good?" You asked, sitting up against the headboard.
He sat down by your feet and faced towards you, looking eager as hell but with a faint tint of blush.
"What's a period?"
"Pardon?" You laughed, "I thought those freaks told you."
"Partially, but Mahito said to ask you."
"Uh.." How the fuck are you going to be able to explain this? "It's where a woman bleeds out of her um...pussy...It lasts between 4-7 days, 9 if you're unlucky"
"Why? Is the blood useful?"
Your jaw dropped, "Only useful because it lets us know that we're not pregnant."
"But the blood?"
"What about it?"
"Are you wasting it?"
"I mean..yeah? I guess? I have to wear a tampon so the blood won't fall out...This is so embarrassing why are you even asking me about this?"
Choso apologized, "Blood is sacred and just hearing that you're wasting it pains me."
You couldn't help but to laugh, "You're gonna be fine trust me. I don't like having periods either! It hurts and it makes me feel ugly and emotional."
Choso had a slight frown on his face, "Why do you get periods?"
You pulled both of your legs up so your socks stop touching his thighs, "In simple terms because I kinda don't want to talk about it, when a woman releases an egg and it doesn't get fertilized and turn into an embryo and shit, the uterus loses its lining and therefor we bleed out of our pussies."
Choso pursed his lips together, trying not to show any sort of sadness, but you quickly caught onto why he's being so emotional about this. His cursed technique? Him literally being an embryo with his brothers? No wonder he's so upset about this new information of yours.
"Choso it's fine, it's two completely different things than from what you're used to."
He quickly interrupted, "Are you bleeding right now?"
Your face flushed, "Um...yeah. Day two...you mad?" You were only half joking about him being mad part.
Choso pulled at his collar and swallowed, "It pains me knowing that it's just falling out so maybe...I can um...make sure it's not going to waste."
"I'm scared." You laughed with a hint of nerves.
"Can I lick it up?"
You were like a deer in headlights. A part of you felt disgusted and embarrassed that he wants to lick up the blood...but at the same time he looks like he's about to have a breakdown over you having a period. "Sure, why not. Let's just keep this between us."
You slid off your baggy sweat pants and underwear, tossing them on the floor and slightly spreading your legs. Your face was getting hotter by the seconds, sort of wishing that you weren't this impulsive. Luckily you wore a pad this time so you single handily saved yourself the extra embarrassment of having to pull it out in front of him.
"Choso, you sure you wanna do this? It's gonna taste like penny's and iron."
"I'm aware of what blood tastes like. I don't care about the taste, I only care about where's it going." He laid down on his stomach and pushed your thighs farther apart so he could have room to clean this blood up.
His hot breath against your pussy involuntary made your hips jerk. How long has it been since I had sex? Am I really THAT deprived of it?
Choso's tongue slowly made contact with your pussy, abandoning your clit but he doesn't even know that's important, but you're letting him do this for his sake, not for you to cum.
He licked in-between your iron-tasting folds, trying to save the blood from leaking. He took his time licking the extra blood, and when his tongue accidentally grazed against your clit a noise from your mouth would escape. Choso lifted up his head, "Does it hurt?"
You shook your head, "Opposite." You didn't want him to know you're enjoying getting tongue fucked while bleeding out of your pussy.
His strokes wasn't consistent, in fact it was messy but he didn't even know eating out pussy could feel good.
Choso pushed his tongue deep inside your pussy, swirling it around the walls and tasting the copper taste. He felt high from it, he loved the taste of blood, especially period blood that he just found out about.
He was worried that he was hurting you by the way your body reacted. Hips jerking, noises escaping, especially when your free hand gripped his hair.
Choso tightly gripped your hips, pulling you harder against his mouth, trying to get inside as deep as possible.
"Wait, Choso can I teach you something?"
He lifted his head up, your blood smeared around his lips and chin.
You leaned up more and used your fingers to form a V shape to spread your pussy, and pointed at the clit, "You see this?" Choso nodded, "You can lick it and suck on it. Trust me, it feels good."
"And you'll be satisfied?"
"Depends, but that's the end goal."
Choso obeyed, leaning back in to focus more on your clit than the blood that's being "wasted." His tongue lapped at it with long, slow strokes to get the hang of this new thing. He could feel the way your body reacted more to the clit stimulation than before. He was afraid that he wasn't doing it correctly or that you weren't enjoying this. He knows jack-shit about social cues especially when it comes to things like this.
"Am I doing this right?"
"It feels great," You huffed out, tangling your fingers in his pig tails.
He gently sucked on the sensitive clit, your thighs squeezing closer together of his face, "Mhm fuck, Choso." You panted, back arching as your hips trembled.
Because of the way your body is responding, it gave Choso an incentive to keep going. He also never felt this excited before to pleasure somebody.
He varied what he was doing, going back to lick the swollen clit a bit faster than before, hoping that you'll react positively about it.
Your moans became a bit louder, trying to be as quiet as possible because they're still playing that fuck-ass board game.
Choso leaned his head up again to look at your now flustered face, "What about the blood?"
You let out a breathy laugh, "Oh honey it's all over your mouth."
The corners of Choso's mouth turned upright, secretly enjoying this little interaction, "What if I use my fingers?"
"Oh please do," You begged, hips buckling again due to the lack of stimuli.
His dick hardened, hearing you beg made him want to fuck the living hell out of you but he was on a little side quest right now.
While still looking into your eyes, he slowly inserted a digit into your very wet, bloodied pussy. He went back between from licking strokes and sucking the clit before adding another second finger.
Your hands flew to your mouth to muffle the moans. You're thinking to yourself that no guy has ever made you feel this good before. An inexperienced man giving great head was not on your bingo list for today.
"Mmfuck Choso, finger-fuck me faster!" You tried to whisper.
He smiled against your clit, picking up the pace of his blood-coated fingers.
Your moans became harsher and louder before your orgasm took complete control of you. Your body trembling as you coated his mouth with a mixture of your cum and period blood.
He continued what he was doing to ride your orgasm out, and once you and your body calmed down he slipped his fingers out, taking a good look of the blood before licking and sucking it off of his pointer and middle finger.
He used his tongue yet again to clean up the remaining blood up even though your pussy was still so sensitive.
He sat back up on the bed, using his hand to wipe off his mouth but there was still a little blood on it.
"Wow." You exhaled, "Thanks for that."
"No, thank you for letting me help."
You swung your legs over the edge of the bed and picked up your pants and underwear, quickly pulling them up. You turned over back to where Choso was and couldn't help but to smile at this cute, blood munching guy.
"I'll go grab a rag to clean up the blood around your mouth." You turned the door knob and nearly jumped.
"Mahito?!"
"Ha! I knew something fishy was going on in there! Kenjaku!" Mahito shouted, "I was right!"
"Oh..my god. I hope all them sorcerers kill you guys!"
Mahito turned his head back to you, "Your curse energy should be high right now, you can make all of us cum if you want." He winked.
Choso tilted his head, you do not want him to know.
notes: this sucks, i hate this sm, fuck this plot, fuck the smut, its rushed, but i'm not a quitter so i pulled through. he's so hard to write for
cw: outside fucking, depressed geto, angry sorta geto, standing up doggy position on a tree, cums on yo back bc why not (i fucking hate this oneshot)
Seeing your best friend of many years turn into a state of depression was something that would obviously pain you.
You noticed way before Gojo did because he was always on these solo missions. You tried to strike up conversations with Geto, asking if he's okay or if he needs anything, but he'll always give you the same answer that he's fine.
"But you're obviously not fine!" You yelled, shutting the window of his room so others wouldn't hear you two arguing. "For months I've been trying to help you and you keep shutting me down! Do you know how much that hurts?"
Geto looked at you with his drain eyes, once full of love now empty.
"I'm fine."
You rubbed your face before dropping your arms by your side, "Suguru please...please talk to me. I'm so worried."
Geto shuffled himself closer to you, looking down at your glossy eyes. His finger moved a strand of your hair out your face, "I don't want to be apart of this."
"Apart of..what exactly?"
"Jujutsu. I'm done."
You sighed, "Is that all? There's nothing more?"
Geto nodded, lying straight to your face. He pulled you into a tight hug, his hand resting at the back of your head while his other arm wrapped tightly around you. "I love you."
You squinted your eyes, wrapping your arms around his upper waist, "I love you too...please don't do anything stupid."
"Like what?"
Kill yourself, "Just anything."
~~~
You stood behind Gojo with your hands to your mouth, eyes widening, your knees buckled. Yesterday morning you were in his room holding him. What changed?
You and Gojo didn't speak to each other for the rest of the week. You kept pondering on the things that you could've done, something to prevent this.
Geto was always there for you since the beginning. Comforting you when your parents fight, standing up for you when people were mean to you in school, letting you talk about your problems with no judgment, but you were hardly there for him.
Maybe because you were too focused on your problems to help others, especially Geto. You remember the times where he would come to you to seek comfort but you didn't reciprocate. Maybe, you're thinking to yourself, that's why he went heywire and killed everyone in the village including his parents. The guilt was eating you up.
"You can't blame yourself, Y/n." Gojo slouched on your bed.
You propped your feet on the messy desk that you refuse to clean, "I should've been there for him more. I tried to make him talk to me that morning but he just kept saying he was fine." You looked over at Gojo who was fiddling with his thumbs. He let out a long exhale, trying to gather up words but he was speechless.
"You can't blame yourself for what he did. I hate myself too for it but we shouldn't blame ourselves." Gojo tried to comfort but even he was lying, "Have you called him?"
You shook your head, "What would I even say? 'Hey Suguru I know you killed your parents and everyone in the village, wanna meet up and talk about it?' like that would work." You scoffed.
"Maybe it would."
"Then you call him."
"He blocked my number," Gojo looked away from you, "I already tried."
You quickly checked your phone and saw that he didn't block you, just Gojo. "He didn't block me." You mumbled.
Gojo almost snapped his neck, "Really? Why would he block me and not you?"
"I..I don't know! I'm so fucking confused by this situation!" You paced back and forth in your room, paying no attention to the fact that Gojo acts like he doesn't want to be here.
It's hard for him. He was the stick with glue holding everyone together - the whole friendship thing. He just wants to be known as a guy who keeps everyone together, make people laugh, cheer them up,
"You paying attention?" You waved your hand over Gojo's eyes.
"Huh? Oh yeah."
"This is serious dude, and you're not doing anything about it?"
Gojo urgently stood up, immediately towering over you. "What do you want me to say huh? There's nothing I can do, and I'm so tired of people thinking I can do everything but I can't. I can't reverse the damage that he has done. Neither can you."
You balled your fists, "You act like you don't care."
"I do care! I hate myself for it too! Let's just forget this, okay? We graduate soon."
Your eyes watered and chewed on the inside of your cheek before saying anything, "Fine."
"Don't even try to contact him. I know how you are."
a year later
Your blood boils at the thought of him. How dare he, leaves everyone behind. Not even a simple goodbye. You want to kill him, but the damage has been done. There's nothing you could do to make things better again. Bringing those people back to life, his parents, leaving you to deal with yourself, leaving Gojo and Shoko. Fuck him.
"Don't contact him."
But you need to. Fuck, you miss him so much. You and Gojo stopped talking after graduation, it was just too hard to act like things were normal.
You still have Geto in your contacts though, and you're hoping he still has the same number.
Your fingers hovered over the tiny keyboard on this piece of shit phone. You're drunk, and you love sending drunk messages. Maybe that's what Gojo meant.
Fuck it,
can we talk?
Nothing for five days.
Sure. Old spot?
please
That's it? Is this how it's going to end? For a year you could've reached out and fix things but didn't.
You took the extra 30 minute walk to go to that special place that only you and Geto would go to. It was on a hill, two big trees sitting on either side of the bench looking out at a lake that's reflecting the sunset.
Your hands were clammy even though you keep wiping them off on your jeans. A small portion of you is hoping that he won't kill you along with the others he had killed, but the good side of you keeps saying that he won't do something like that.
Up the distance you see him, staring at the lake that you two had stared at many times. You balled your fists and walked up that hill.
Geto turned his head and smiled at you with a soft, almost sad looking smile. You were about to yell at him, cuss him out and saying he's a dick, remind him of the shit he did, but you were frozen. Couldn't talk or make any facial expressions.
You inhaled to talk but Geto put his hand up in the air, "Come sit." He patted the spot beside of him.
You looked at the glistening water and bit the inside of your cheek.
"You wanted to talk, so talk." Geto replied to your silence.
With your eyes still on the water you walked to the bench and sat down near the edge, leaving a foot away from the two of you.
You didn't want to look in his eyes. The eyes that witnessed death to innocent people. You gulped, saying "Why?" with a shaky voice.
"Is that why you wanted to talk? To ask why?" Geto's voice deepened.
You looked down at the arm rest and saw yours and Geto's initials. "Partially."
Geto sighed and rubbed his face with his hands, "I had to."
You looked over at him, "No...you did not."
"Ah, so you are here to pester me about it."
"You left Suguru, without even saying goodbye or...fuck I don't know."
"I told you I wanted to stop being a-"
You stood up, "I know what you said but I didn't know you were going to kill all of those people!"
"Just..calm down."
"Me? Me calm down?"
Geto abruptly stood up and got in your face, scrunching up his nose, "I don't appreciate you contacting me after a year just to yell at me."
"What was I supposed to say? Tell you good job?"
Geto huffed, quickly putting his hand on the back of your neck gripping it but not too hard so it won't cause bruising. The only thing illuminating the fear in your eyes is the sun that was slowing going down, the moon rising on the other side.
He pulled you into a brutal kiss as his grip tightened on your neck. You didn't pull away at first until you reminded yourself, you fucking hate this guy.
You pulled away from him and glared. Geto looked like he didn't care, he almost shared the same angry expression as you were.
Geto shoved you against the tree and kissed you harder this time, his body pinning you into place while his hand is still not letting go the grasp on your neck.
The fuck is he doing? You wasn't expecting yourself to make out with him, hell you didn't even want to yell at him and be angry, you just wanted answers.
But holy shit you caved into him, rolling up your shirt to expose your mid to lower back. Geto placed his knee right where your soaked clothed pussy was. You instinctively grind back and forth on his pant leg, small quiet noises escaping from your soft lips.
Geto pulled away and turned you over to where your body is pressing against the hard trunk of the tree. From behind Geto unbuckled your belt and slid both your pants and your panties down to your knees. His hot breath blowing next to your ear, "You got to be quiet, you think you can do that? Huh?"
You tried to nod but because he was pushing your face against the tree you couldn't, so all you could do was say a pathetic yes.
Geto shoved his pants and underwear down. You wanted to see just how big his dick actually was but you were too afraid to move. Geto pulled your hips out and rubbed his swollen tip along your slit,
"Don't make any noise." He mumbled as he slowly thrusted forward, widening your warm wet walls, spearing into your dripping cunt with a deep stroke. You threw your hand over your mouth to muffle the sweet noises as your old best friend takes his anger and depression out on your trembling body.
Geto's hand tangled in your hair, gripping it tightly as he pulled your head back, the other hand slid around to grope and squeeze at your breasts, pinching and rolling your nipples between his fingers.
He pulled your hair tighter when you accidentally let moans slip out, "You don't want to get caught do you?" Geto said in a low, intimidating voice. You pathetically whimpered out a no.
"Then you have to be quiet." He grunted, his dick sliding in and out of your wet, lubricated pussy.
Geto could feel the heat and pressure building inside him, his cock hardening and throbbing as your pussy gripped his dick. His thrusts became erratic, losing its rhythm as he was about to cum the sticky white ropes into your pussy. Geto grunted, using both of his hands to grip your hips to fuck you harder against the tree, your poor face and hands getting marked by the wood.
Your body convulsed beneath him, your cunt clenching and spasming around his cock as your climax started approaching, your half-muffled moans almost sent Geto over the edge.
Your orgasm got louder as the second and felt heavy, releasing yourself all over his girthy cock, inducing Geto to slam his hips forward one last time before pulling out. He fisted his dick, jacking himself off to release warm, thick spurts on the tip of your ass.
The two of you panted harshly before finally started moving. You slowly leaned yourself back up, your back aching due to how hard Geto made you arch it. You winced as you pulled your pants up and leaned the back side of your shirt-covered- cum against the tree. Geto looked down at his shoes as he dressed himself.
"You okay?" You said just above a whisper.
Geto still didn't look at you, just continue to look down at his muddy shoes. His hands reached up to his face as his shoulders started to jerk.
You titled your head, "Hey.." you said in a sympathetic voice, taking a step closer to him. Geto quickly launches himself at you, almost knocking you down as he hugged, burying his crying face into the crook of your neck.
You froze as he tried to cry quietly. You reciprocated and hugged him back, rubbing small circles on his back. "Suguru, what's wrong?" One minute he's heartless and killing everyone and now he's crying in your arms after sex?
"I don't want to talk." He mumbled.
You didn't pester him anymore, but now reasons of him crying in your arms will forever be a mystery to you.
notes: rough fucking, vaginal fucking, anal fucking, sukuna has 2 dicks, double penetration, degrading, his mouth stomach ate you out. rip your body you prob hurtin asf
summery; you have to kill sukuna and cut off his 20 fingers. how did you do it? well...you'll see
bonus notes: when it comes to canon jjk and not au's, the reader's curse energy will be a form of aphrodisiac always, but it won't connect with other oneshots (just bc it's easier to write)
"I need you to kill Sukuna." The higher ups demanded, with you being next in line to try to kill him.
"I doubt that I can," You looked up at them, crossing your arms. "This guy is way taller than me let alone huge, you think I can take him down? Please, in your dreams. Get somebody else to do it."
"You made a vow. When we say go execute, you execute."
"Fuck," You whispered, "Alright, fine. But you better find somebody else to do it soon because I'm pretty sure I'll die within 30 seconds."
"We already discussed that. Go."
So with that you gathered up a plan. Trying out different strategies to kill this horrifying sorcerer, but you have no trust in yourself.
A week went by, still getting scolded by the higher ups, until you get a very embarrassing idea, and luckily for you, hardly anybody knows what you look like. You always kept your identity secrete by constantly wearing a mask and covering up your hair, wearing very loose fitted clothes, nobody knows who you are when you have to fight.
You know one thing about Sukuna, he loves his prositutes, and one thing about you? Your pheromones covers up the scent of cursed energy, thanks to your very odd technique.
You're also so used to seeing you in all black loose clothing with a mask and a hair cover that seeing your reflection with skimpy clothes is weird. It's like staring at a person who looks like you in the eyes but nowhere else.
You waited at night on the streets, seeking around the area prositutes would wait at. A lot of men would walk up to you, trying to "buy" you but you would make up a lie and say that you've already been booked for the night and they typically would leave you alone. Bonus points for you is that the other girls in the area would beg the men to sleep with them.
1 AM, you were tired as fuck to be in this cold ass weather. You were about to say, "fuck it," and leave but you saw his presence, Sukuna.
This is going to hurt a fuck ton. But you didn't want to think about that.
You prepared yourself to go walk up towards this huge guy. All four of his arms that can rip all your limbs off, but you kept it together.
"Want to spend a night with me?" You asked in a seductive voice, placing one hand on your hip.
Sukuna eyed you up and down and smirked with a devious expression that immediately made you nervous, "Why should I pick you? How are you better than the other broads?"
"I'll do anything that you say. I'm obedient and can handle..." You walked over closer to him, so close that he can throw you with just one arm. "all of you." Your voice still seductive that can make any man (or woman) crawl above you.
Sukuna chuckled and leaned down to get on your eye level, "You think you can handle all of me?"
"Oh I don't think, I know."
Sukuna wanted a challenge, so he agreed. In his mind he's thinking all of the different ways to break you. One dick in the pussy and the other in the ass, or his lower two arms holding onto your hips so he can drill himself into you while his upper arms holds your hands tightly together so you can't get out of his grasp.
You? Oh you're scared shitless.
Sukuna motioned his head for you to follow him. He didn't want to touch you until you're in his huge room at his house that was full of those types of "furniture" and "decorations."
The other protistutes jaws dropped as they saw you behind of Sukuna following him. They had a love/hate with him. He's rough and aggressive, but he made all of them cum within 2 minutes.
You overheard another girl saying good luck to you, and now you're thinking this is a horrible idea. Sure, you could kill him now or even at his house, but if you try without fucking him first then you would die 100%. You just have to make him cum, that's all you need to do.
You finally arrived at Sukuna's house. The presence and the air was thick and full of death. It sent chills down your spine. Sukuna also didn't say a word until you arrived in his (even scarier room).
Sukuna sat at the bottom edge of his bed "Strip." He demanded, his top arms crossed.
You nodded in agreement and took off your bag and pulled down the tiny, tight red skimpy dress, uncovering your tits and kicking it to the side. You didn't take off the thigh high fishnets or your underwear until he told you to. In order for this to work you have to obliged.
Sukuna's eyes stared at your exposed body, taking in every inch of your curves. "Come here and stop before you touch me."
With still trying to act confident, you walked over to Sukuna, your arms behind your back.
He reached out with the four of his hands grabbing at your hips and waist, pulling you closer to his body. Even with him sitting down your eyes is parallel with his. Holy shit he's going to be big.
"I'm going to ruin you. I'm gonna fuck you so hard and deep that men won't buy a night from you because you're so weak from my cocks."
Did he use cock in a plural sense?
His bottom hands still gripping your hips, he uses his top hands to cup your breast and massaged them with roughness. You bit your bottom lip out of the soft pain.
"Speak." He commanded.
"This feels good." You mumbled in an higher voice.
"What feels good?" Sukuna got closer to your right tit, dropping the hand before finally taking his long, fat tongue and swirled it around the hardened nipple.
"You fondling me." You're not even lying at this point, it does feel good, and you hate it when previous men would do that to you, but something with Sukuna that it feels different.
With force Sukuna changed the position with you laying down and him hovering above you, his bottom arms gripping just above your knee. You used your elbows to lean yourself up, staring straight into his dark, sinister eyes. Your heart was pounding as your eyes glanced over to his clothed hardening dicks.
Sukuna used his upper hands and grabbed at the waist band of your panties and swiftly pulled them off. Your pussy already glistening with the natural lubricant.
A single finger from his upper hands stroked along your slit, "You're already so wet." He muttered in a low voice, making your stomach churn with a mixed of excitement and nerves.
Sukuna plunged his long, thick finger inside you before pumping it in and out in a brutal pace, not caring if he hurts you. The forces made your arms collapse, forcing your eyes to look up at the ceiling before squeezing them shut. Your hands gripped the bed sheets to where your knuckles turned white.
"Such an eager fucktoy," He taunted, "I'm going to fuck you so hard that you'll be out of business for a while."
You whimpered to his response, his finger still assaulting your glistening pussy.
Finally Sukuna pulled his finger out before shoving it in your mouth to taste yourself, "Behaving like the slut you are." He laughed, pulling his finger out of the warmth of your mouth.
Sukuna took off his long white tunic of some sort, then ripping off his underwear. His two throbbing cocks sprung out, hitting his stomach that has a second mouth on it.
You are petrified.
He rubbed the lower dick tip along your slit, coating himself in your wetness. "You think you can handle my cock?" he taunted, lining up his lower cock to your entrance.
You nodded as you chewed on your bottom lip. Sukuna could sense your nerves, but he did not care.
His bottom arms gripped your hips tighter, and with no further warning his thrust it forward, burying himself into your tight, spasming pussy.
You muffled your scream with both of your hands. Your pussy felt like it was burning because of how fast and hard he stretched it. You would think with this type of cursed energy technique that it wouldn't give you pain, but oh well, life's a bitch.
"Fuck," He snarled, giving you no time to adjust to his unbearable size before he started to move. The bed creaking and shaking beneath them with the force of his thrust. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air, punctuated by your high pitched cries.
You felt your wet pussy squeeze around him, your body struggling to take the relentless fucking. He knew he was too big, knew he was stretching you far beyond what any human could handle.
One of his upper hands slid up your body to wrap around your throat, squeezing lightly. Not enough to cut off your air supply, but enough to remind you who was in control. "Take it, you cock-hungry slut," Sukuna growled, his hips never faltering in their brutal rhythm. "Take my fucking cock like the desperate little whore you are."
"I can't take it!" You cried out, but secretly enjoying this "little" encounter.
"Looks like you're taking my cock pretty good. Now I'm wondering if you can take both of them."
You shook your head, tears filling up in your eyes.
Sukuna's eyes flashed with a wicked gleam, "Did you really think I would neglect my other cock?" He laughed with sinester, grabbing your waist with his upper arms and your thighs with his lower, flipping you to where you were on your stomach.
"Ass up."
You let out a shaky breath, getting into his desired position. You never done anal before, you always tried to avoid it but you're determined to kill him.
Sukuna lined up his upper cock to the entrance of your ass, however you quickly stopped him.
"Wait! Can you please prep me? It's my first time and I think it'll be more enjoyable for you too."
Sukuna let out a dark chuckle, "Aww, the little slut wants me to prep her tight little asshole before I wreck it with my massive cock?" he taunted, giving your rear a sharp smack for good measure. "I suppose I can indulge that request, since you asked so nicely."
He walked over to his night stand and reached over and grabbed a bottle of lube before flipping the cap open with his teeth. Sukuna walked back over to your trembling body and drizzled a generous amount of the slick fluid directly onto his fingers and hole, watching as it trickled down between your cheeks.
"I'm going to stretch this virgin asshole out nice and slow, get it ready to take my fat cock."
Sukuna slowly pushed his finger inside, feeling your tight ring of muscle clench and resist the intrusion. He worked it in and out, pumping steadily, as he added a second finger. Then a third, scissoring and twisting, forcing you open bit by bit.
"Fuck, this ass is tighter than your cunt," Sukuna groaned, his own massive cock throbbing and leaking at the thought of splitting you open. "I can't wait to feel it squeezing around me, milking me for every drop of cum."
After several long minutes of relentless fingering and your moans, Sukuna deemed your hole ready enough. He slicked up his upper shaft with the remaining lube, the thick cock glistening obscenely.
Sukuna buried himself balls-deep in your ass, a guttural groan tearing from your throat at the painful sensation. Your body convulsed around him, trying desperately to accommodate the massive intrusion stretching you impossibly wide.
"Fuck!" You roared.
Sukuna set a punishing pace, slamming into your ass over and over.
"I—mph! I want to be...ah- double stuffed!" You plead.
Sukuna's eyes flashed with a sadistic gleam at your plea, a wicked grin splitting his face. "You want to be double stuffed like the depraved little slut you are?" he growled, his voice dripping with dark promise.
He pulled his massive cock out of your tight asshole with a wet squelch, admiring the way your hole clenched and fluttered, trying to keep him inside. The sight of you stretched out, dripping with lube and his precum only spurred on his twisted lust.
"You want to be filled in both holes, you filthy whore?" he snarled, "Then take it all like a good little cocksleeve."
Sukuna buried his upper and lower cock into your two tight entrances. A scream tore from your throat at the sudden, intense sensation of being so utterly stuffed, your cunt clenching and spasming around him.
Sukuna didn't give you any time to adjust before he started to move, slamming into you with a punishing rhythm with your cries matching the beat.
At the same time, he reached grabbed your ass, sinking his fingers into the plush flesh. He used the grip to pull you harder against him, forcing you to take every brutal inch of his cock as he pounded into you.
Sukuna groaned, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment at the sensation. "This cunt is squeezing me like it never wants to let me go."
He could feel his own release building, his massive cock throbbing and pulsing inside you.
"Sukuna!" You cried out, "You're so fucking big it hurts!" But oh it hurt so good. You've never been fucked like this before, and now you crave it.
Sukuna's eyes gleamed with a sadistic light at your pained cry, a cruel smirk twisting his lips. "It hurts? Good," he growled, not slowing down his brutal pace for a second. If anything, he doubled his efforts, slamming into you with even more force.
Sukuna's massive cocks stretched your holes to their limits, the flared heads kissing each other through the thin wall of flesh separating your insides.
"You're so fucking tight," Sukuna groaned, his breath coming in harsh pants. "I can feel every inch of your desperate little cunt and ass clenching around me. Like you never want to let me go. "
You could only cling to his bedsheets, your nails digging as he used you mercilessly. You were drowning in sensation, the pain and pleasure blending together until you couldn't tell them apart. All you knew was the feeling of being utterly claimed, owned by this monster.
Your body tensing as Sukuna could sense you were teetering on the edge. "That's it, cum for me," he commanded, his voice a dark rasp. "Cum on my cocks like the desperate whore you are. Show me how much you love being used like this."
With a roar, Sukuna slammed into you one last time, burying himself as deep as physically possible in both your holes.
He throbbed and pulsed inside you, his massive cocks erupting like volcanoes. Thick, warm ropes of cum pumped into your pussy and ass.
Sukuna let out a guttural moan as your cunt clench and spasm almost violently around him, your screaming cry of ecstasy music to his ears. "That's it, you filthy slut!" he belittled.
For the first time ever you squirted all over his shaft and bedsheets as your orgasm came in shockwaves, your body convulsing almost uncontrollably as wave after wave of intense pleasure crashed over you.
He filled you to the brim, his seed backflowing out around his shafts, leaking down your thighs.
Sukuna panted harshly, "Fuck, that was amazing," He groaned, slowly starting to thrust his hips again, stirring the massive load of cum inside you. "You took my cocks so well."
He rolled his hips, grinding against you, making sure you were fully stuffed and plugged up with his seed. "I've never cum so hard in my life," he admitted, a note of disbelief in his voice.
Sukuna pulled himself out as you hissed one more time. Your throat, pussy, and ass all aching at the same time. He ruined you.
Sukuna pulled you up, your back resting against his torso. You whimpered in pain at the sudden movement.
Sukuna whispered in your ear, "We're not done...but don't worry..this will be easy for you."
You shuddered at the thought of being manhandled by him. Sukuna laid down on the bed as he pointed to the mouth on his stomach. "Sit." He demanded.
Obediently you (almost limped) over to him and straddled on his 2nd mouth.
With four arms he held you steady as the tongue from his stomach licked and sucked on your clit. You wined again at the over-stimulation, "Fffuck, Sukuna."
"I'm just eating you out, why are you in pain?" He wasn't even trying to be nice, he wanted to taunt you.
You didn't reply, just grind yourself against his 2nd mouth. Now you decide is the time since he's so distracted.
You used your curse energy to temporarily paralyze his cursed energy. You know what yours is? Your powerful orgasms sends an involuntary message to the other partner, making them "paralyze" their ability for 2 minutes without them knowing because the scent of your pheromones (until they try to use curse energy).
You cum and orgasmed once more all over his 2nd mouth, he could taste your juices with the mix of his own cum.
"Get off," He demanded, in which you gladly obliged.
With him not noticing, you walked over to your dress and underwear and slipped it back on. You rummaged through your bag and slipped the knife into the side of your underwear.
You pretended that you were getting your things, secretly watching Sukuna clean himself up with a rag that was laying on his night stand.
You jumped and cling onto him as you slid the sharp knife against the front of his throat. Yes, he threw you off, creating another sense of pain.
He tried to use reversed curse technique to regenerate but it was useless, it didn't work. Blood dripped from his mouth as he tried to overpower you.
You took many steps back and watched as the man fumble and hit the ground. Soon enough the noises stopped.
You let out a shaky breath, adrenaline rushing through you as you cut all 20 of his fingers off and placing them in your purse.
You ran out of his house, the pain from your pussy, ass, throat, and just all over your body made you weak. Oh the things you'll do for money.
~~~
"I killed him." You said to the higher ups the next day.
"Did you gather-"
"Yes." You threw the bag over to them.
They looked through it and counted all 20.
"We'll wrap it up. How exactly did you kill him?" They know your cursed energy technique so they were actually curious on how you went about it.
"Fucked."
"Ah...here's your pay." They tossed a bag full of money.
notes: college au, fucking while high, reader is a virgin, consensual sex in an odd way but reader consented to it, fingering, fucking, toji mentions his son, 10 year age gap (toji is 35, reader is 25,) gojo and geto maybe gay.
summery: go to parties to make friends, became friends with geto and gojo, toji got you high, you got paranoid, needed to fuck
Another one of those college parties you dread going to, but you always force yourself to go because you have little to no friends. You tried everything to get friends, study groups, getting lunch with someone, talking to people before class started, but nothing is working.
This will be your third time trying out the college parties and the last two times obviously didn't work. You're thinking to yourself, if this doesn't work then you're done seeking out, besides you got better things to do (you don't).
The lights flashed many different colors while the music was blaring some familiar music. You assume whoever hosted this is using the same spotify playlist from the previous party's.
You started making small talk with people, just hoping to make a connection and you somewhat succeeded.
A very drunk man with striking white hair stumbling and sat down on the couch next to you, almost a little too close. You saw him before in the hallways and at these parties but never really said hey because he looked like the type of guy to hook up with any pussyhaver.
You're not a big fan of hookup culture. You don't care if other people do it, and if it makes them happy then you'll support them, but it's just not for you. Besides, you're a virgin and really don't want your first time to be lost at a frat party.
"I saw you here before." This man slurred, smelling the cheap alcohol from his breath, "I take it you like these parties?"
You shrugged, "I'm just here to make friends. Party's aren't really my thing."
"Ah boo." He jokingly stuck his tongue out. "Toji makes the best parties. He's an asshole but he's fun."
"Seems like it," You gazed the room full of people, "There's always tons of people here."
"And drugs!"
"Yeah that too."
This guy loudly laughed at your nonchalant response, "Names Saturo, want a drink?"
"Y/n, and this is my 3rd one so no. Appreciate it though."
"3rd? I'm borderlining blacking out after 3rd."
"That's insane to hear," You chuckled
Another guy with long black hair sat down almost on top of Gojo. You shifted away from the two men, not wanting to get caught up in or on them.
"This is Y/n." Gojo introduced the two of you.
"Hello." He smiled.
You didn't quite catch his name but you didn't really care. However, it was nice talking to someone instead of sitting alone.
Moments later Gojo got dragged away from his friend, leaving you alone on this couch once again. You audibly sighed and stood up, stretching your arms up high before making your way to the front door to leave.
"Where you going?" A deep voice stopped you in your tracks.
You turned around to face this tall and very muscular guy, "Uh...home."
"You usually don't leave this early."
You took a step back, "I'm sorry, who are you?"
"Toji."
Ah, the host.
"Right, well I'm going to leave now." You faked a smile before turning but he stopped you again,
"You never leave this early. You're usually the last one out. You not having fun?" It didn't even sound like he was being serious. Toji sounded like he was trying to be sarcastic or teasing you.
"I was, but I'm sorta not now. I mean, great party, it seems fun but I don't have anybody to come with me to these things so I feel silly sitting alone and not doing anything."
Toji smirked, "That's why you gotta meet people."
"That's why Im here!" You groaned, "But it's whatever, I don't like partying anyway."
"Awh, now I'm hurt. I can't believe I'm losing a member." He faked pouted.
You shrugged, "Oh well."
Toji rolled his eyes, not stopping you from leaving this time again. He had a feeling you were going to come back next Friday.
~
Monday rolled along as you dreaded to go to your classes. You've been skipping a lot more lately but exams is next week so you forced yourself to go back.
As you're walking (more like power walking to your next class because you were already 5 minutes late), you ran into Gojo.
"Hey Y/n! Got a minute?"
"No, I'm late for class."
"You could skip and go out to eat with me and my friends."
"I already skipped all last week and I already have a C in this class."
"C's get degrees!" Gojo sang, "Come onnn, you were complaining about not having friends."
You raised an eyebrow, "We're friends?"
"Uh yeah? Why do you act so shocked?"
"Because we just started talking?"
"Just come eat with us, pleaseee." Gojo begged, interlocking his fingers out in front of him.
"Who's us?" Please dont be Toji.
"Suguru and Toji, maybe Sukuna but I really hope Toji didn't invite him."
You exhaled, "Fine."
You weren't that mad at the idea. Gojo was right, he is trying to let you make some friends but you weren't exactly expecting this.
~~
"Saturo! You made it!" Geto smiled, "Is this the girl from Toji's party?"
Gojo sat down across from Geto, leaving you to sit across from Toji.
"Yeah, this is Y/n, and that's Suguru and beside of him is Toji."
"We met." Toji uncrossed his arms, "She left my party early."
You rolled your eyes, "Are you seriously gonna keep saying that?"
"Always,"
It was an all you can eat buffet, so everyone scattered to get their food. You're a picky eater so you were the first one back to the table, and it wasn't too long until Toji sat back down.
"You coming to the party this Friday again?"
"Do you always have parties? Like weekly?"
Toji nodded as he slurped down the noodles, "More bitches on my dick."
Ah, so you're that kind of guy.
"I'm surprise you get some."
Toji glared and before he could say anything the remaining two people sat down and carried on their conversation.
"So Y/n," Geto spoke, "Saturo told me that you recently moved down here for college. Is there a reason why you moved from your home town?"
Toji stared.
"Better benefits. Why you ask?"
Geto shrugged, "Just wondering. You like it here?"
"I can't complain too much. I miss my old friends though."
Toji interrupted, "And that's why she goes to my party's. Not for hookups, but to look for friends."
He said friends as if it was stupid to look for friends. "I don't do hookups, FYI."
The three of them looked at you like you said something offensive, "What?"
"Hookups is the main reason why people go to Toji's party's." Gojo replied.
"At the party I told you I was there for some friends!"
"Yeah I believed that part, I thought you already got fucked in there and was just chilling on the couch." Gojo laughed.
"That's disgusting."
Gojo put his arm around you in a jokingly manner, "Well you got what you wanted."
"And that is?..."
"Us!"
"Oh lord." You mumbled, wishing that you said no in the first place, but Gojo wasn't exactly wrong, you did want friends.
Gojo let go of you as Toji spoke, "So you going to my party?"
"I feel like if I say no one of you guys is gonna make me go."
"Wow, you know us so well already." Gojo awed.
~
Friday comes along and here you were, at that stupid party again. You did try to say no to all three of them but Gojo practically forced you to come here.
You swirled the alcohol in the red solo cup before taking a huge gulp.
That couch looked abandoned again so you took your buzzed ass over there and plop your body down. Your two new friends wasn't in your eyesight, making you feel a little pissed off that they were the ones who sort of forced you to go in the first place.
The host of the party sat (again, very close to you) on the couch with a rolled up joint and a lighter. He handed the joint to you but you declined, "I don't smoke."
"I can tell. That's why I'm offering." Toji leaned back on the couch and lit up the joint, inhaling the smoky substance before blowing it on your face.
"Seriously." You glared.
"Relax a little. This is your fourth time and you still don't look like you're having fun. Makes me sad you know."
"Because I'm so desperate to have friends that I force myself to come here." You had to snicker at the situation you put yourself in.
"I never heard that coming from anyone except you. Everyone comes here to go fuck a bitch because they can't get laid elsewhere."
"Yeah, I wish I knew that before I got here but it's too late." You leaned back on the couch, slightly moving your head to see Toji's side profile. He's handsome, you got to admit, and the fact that he's still talking to you (even being somewhat mean), makes you feel something.
Toji inhaled the joint once again before turning his head and blowing it out in your face. You quickly turned your head and coughed into your arm, "Jesus...Gah.." You turned your head back to him and everything felt slow. People moving, the music, time. "Oh shit." You mumbled.
"You seriously can't be that high from me blowing smoke in your face."
"I never smoked before...is it normal to feel like this?"
Toji laughed, "Very. You feel better? Gonna stop bitchin' now?"
Your eyelids felt heavy, then stared off into Toji's eyes, "Yeah...actually." You whispered, "Can I have a hit?"
"Only one because my guy is in jail and this is the last bit of weed I have."
The first, full on hit made everything feel smoother at first, and still everyone was moving slower. You kept mumbling "slow," so quiet that Toji can't hear you babble on. Even if he did hear you, he would still ignore you.
It was quiet, a little too quiet even with the music blaring mixed with people talking. Your heart began racing like you just ran a marathon or just took a like of coke (you would assume coke would do that). Toji was still pressed up against you, enjoying his weed hit while checking out a girl that's near him. He was about to get up but you gripped his wrist, "Jesus, what?"
"I..I don't feel good. My brain..I don't know I just...fuck. I can't get the words out." Your grip on his wrist tightened. Toji was about to yank you off of him but he was also too high to do anything.
"Please...help me."
Toji rolled his eyes, "Can't you ask Saturo? Or his boyfriend?"
I'm so fucking confused right now. Why the fuck did I do this.
"I can't find them and I don't have time I think? I...can we go somewhere else? I don't want to be alone."
Now usually, Toji would assume a bitch is wanting in his pants because they said they want to go somewhere else, but because he had more interactions with you than a stranger (which is a low bar on his part), he knows you're not playing tricks to get in his pants, but he is kinda pissed off that he has to babysit you.
"Sure, fine." He groaned, standing up from the couch with you still clutched around his wrist, "Can you loosen your grip at least? Damn." Toji guided you upstairs.
"I'll lose you if I loosen it."
"Yeah? And I think you're losing your mind right now."
"Oh God please don't say that stuff."
"Right...alright here we go."
"The bedroom?"
"What? It's upstairs and quiet. If people knock just tell them to go away. I did what you ask."
You sighed and hesitantly sat on the very edge of the bed, "I need Saturo or Suguru."
"Kay, whatever. You're a needy little thing aren't you." Toji laughed while trying to call either one of them, but both of them didn't answer. "Sorry tits, they ain't answering. Just stay in here until you sober up, or leave."
You shook your head, "I don't want to be alone. Can you stay in here with me? Please? I'm freaking out I hate this shit. I feel like I'm gonna have a heart attack or the police come and arrest me."
Toji chewed on his lip out of frustration and sat down next to you on the other side of the bed, twiddling with his thumbs.
You on the other hand had to manually breathe because you felt like you forgot how. Mouth was dry, your body was clammy, why the fuck do people like getting high?
You stayed silent, secretly fighting for your life while Toji just stared, "Feeling better?"
You shook your head, you're wanting to say no and freak out some more but you felt like you physically couldn't talk.
"Lay down." Toji huffed.
You remembered about what Toji said some days ago, these party's are usually for people to find people to fuck. You frantically shook your head no and stood up, "I'm a virgin!"
Toji looked at you in the most confused way as possible, "Huh? That's not what I said."
"I...oh...sorry I thought-"
"I'm trying to get you to chill the fuck out. Trust me this," He circled his finger at you, "is a turn off. I'm not gonna fuck you especially if you're paranoid and shit. Lay down."
You swallowed hard and laid down on the bed on your back. The overhead light was too bright for your liking but you seriously don't want to be in the dark alone with Toji out of all people.
"Turn on your side to recovery position just in case if you throw up." He pinched the bridge of his nose.
You did what he said, curling yourself up in a fetal position.
Toji sat by your head, resting his arms on his knees. His eyes would occasionally look down at you before looking back on his phone.
He texted the boys that you need one or both of them but they're still not answering. Toji sighed and leaned back against the headboard.
"Toji?"
"What?" He still sounded irritated with you, but as of right now you don't exactly care what he thinks, you're still feeling paranoid about things (and the fact that you forgot how to breathe and that you're scared you're gonna have a heart attack).
"Why are you taking care of me?"
"You literally asked me to." He deadpanned.
"Yeah but..." You turned to your other side to face him, "you didn't have to."
Toji looked straight back at the wall in front of him. He chewed on the inside of his cheek before finally saying something. "I had a son who would cry a lot when he was little. He would hold onto my finger and cry about how scared he was."
"You had a son?" Your voice was soft, softer than Toji has had heard before.
"When he was 4 I had to give him away, it was for the best...but the point is," He looked back down at you, "I feel bad for leaving you like this."
You wanted to ask so many questions about this mysterious son and Toji's previous life but now is definitely not the time. You scooted closer to to him, your head resting against his hip. God, you hate being high. Feeling all mushy around him.
Toji tensed up while he's thinking to himself, 'What the fuck is she doing?'
Toji hates being soft, especially around women, but surprisingly you're the only one who didn't want him for sex, just to be comforted while you ride out this awful high.
"Is my heart about to explode?" You whimpered.
"Nope."
"Can you check please? I know it's where my tit is but I don't even care at the moment." You sat up and rested your back against the headboard, matching Toji's position.
He placed his head right above your tit to hear your heart beating kinda rapidly, but it was normal. He didn't want to freak you out even more so he lied, "It's beating normally. You're fine."
While he was checking for your heart rate (which is funny because you could've asked him to check your pulse but you forgot you could've even do that...and he forgot as well). You caught a whiff of his shampoo scent. His hair was incredibly soft that you wanted to run your fingers through it.
Toji lifted up his head again, "You'll be fine."
"Thanks for checking." You sighed, "Again Im so sorry I'm ruining your fun. I'll be fine I think I just need to sleep it off."
Toji felt delighted because of that so he quickly got up from the bed, then looked back at you, "You gonna be fine?"
You didn't reply, technically you were going to be fine but only when he was here with you. Seeing a guy so mean and sarcastic acting nice is a big turn on with you. Maybe it was the weed that was making you feel like this. Besides, you need a distraction from the paranoia thoughts like the FBI was about to come to this place.
"Wanna do it?" You mumbled, looking down at your lap.
"Do...what?"
You looked up at him, "...Fuck."
"Huh?"
"Im a virgin and I'm scared it's gonna hurt, but since I'm high it can relax my body a bit...so I just want to...you know...besides I'm curious."
Toji wanted to fuck you since the beginning, and funny enough? He didn't even call Gojo and/or Geto because he wanted to fuck your little brains out, but you don't need to know all the details.
"Have you ever done other stuff?" He walked closer, sitting down next to where your feet was.
"I let a guy try to finger me but it hurt too bad to do anything further."
Fuck he's thinking to himself, pussy so tight that it'll grip so hard to where he can't pull out, and he wanted that.
"If I fuck you I don't want you to go around saying I took advantage of you."
You shook your head, "No! No I swear I'm not like that."
Toji chuckled and pushed your thighs apart before leaning over you in between your thighs. His hands resting on the headboard, his knee rested right against your clit, "Good," He whispered seductively. "What made you want my dick all of a sudden?"
"Your shitty personality, but secretly having a soft spot for me."
"Trust me, I don't have a soft spot for you." He got closer to your face, lips inches away from yours.
With one hand on the headboard, his other having a light grip around the back of your neck. His lips crashed onto yours in a hungry, starving manner. His kiss was intense, almost desperate. His tongue traced the seam of your lips seeking entrance as you parted them willingly for him. As your tongues met, the kiss deepened, becoming more heated and passionate.
When he finally pulled away, his chest was heaving, his breathing ragged. He leaned his forehead against yours, his voice a low, lust-filled rasp. "Fuck, I want you so badly," he breathed against your skin. "Tell me you want this too. Tell me you need me as much as I need you."
Without him letting you answer he whispered in your ear, "Don't worry, baby. I'll be gentle. I'll make sure your first time is unforgettable."
His hand slid from your hip to your inner thigh, his fingers tracing a path upwards. "But I have to warn you... Once I start, I don't know if I'll be able to stop."
"I'm ready..please fuck me Toji," You begged, biting your lip.
He leaned in to capture your mouth in a searing kiss. His slid under your shirt, his calloused fingers skimming over the smooth skin of your stomach before cupping your breast, squeezing the soft mound.
He tore his mouth from yours to blaze a trail of hot kisses down your neck, pausing to suck at your pulse point. He bit down, marking you as his, before soothing the sting with his tongue. His other hand slid down to the waistband of your jeans, popping the button easily and sliding the zipper down.
He pulled back just slightly to look at you, his eyes dark and hungry as they raked over your flushed face and disheveled hair. His voice was a low, guttural rasp. "Last chance to back out, baby. Once these come off... there's no turning back." He hooked his fingers into the hem of your jeans and waited for your answer, the anticipation thick in the air between you.
"I'm not backing out...I can't wait any longer just please fuck me." You begged like you were a needy slut.
Without warning, he gripped the waistband of your jeans and your panties and yanked them down your legs, exposing your wet pussy.
His hands slid back up your thighs, pulling your shirt and bra off of as he went. He paused for a moment to admire the view, his eyes roaming over your naked body with lust.
Then he was on you, his mouth hot and demanding against your skin. He kissed and licked his way down your neck, pausing to suck and bite at the sensitive spots he found. His hands mapped out every curve and contour of your body, squeezing and caressing as he went.
As he reached your breasts his mouth closing around one stiff peak as his hand kneaded the soft flesh of the other. He sucked and licked, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud until you were arching into his touch, craving more.
He chuckled low in his throat as he pulled away, his voice a low, seductive murmur. "Such a needy little thing, aren't you? Don't worry, baby. I'll give you exactly what you need." His hand slid down between your legs, his fingers brushing against your slick folds teasingly.
He rubbed slow, maddening circles around your clit, not quite touching you where you needed him most. His other hand gripped your hip, holding you in place "You said you were too tight hm?"
You nodded, face feeling flushed because you're about to let this guy you just met last week to finger fuck you.
Without hesitation, he slid one long, thick finger inside your tight, virgin pussy, feeling your walls clench around the sudden intrusion. His finger sinking deeper as he began to pump it in and out of your dripping cunt.
Your breath hitched, even with one finger it still sent pain through you. You're terrified of his cock fucking your pussy ruthlessly.
His thumb still rubbing firm circles around the sensitive nub as he added a second finger, stretching you further. You threw your hand over your mouth to muffle the whimpers, your slick arousal coating his fingers, making the glide easier.
He leaned in close, his lips brushing against your ear as he spoke, his voice a low, lust-filled rasp. "That's it, baby. Let me feel you." His fingers curled inside you, stroking a spot that made you feel drunk.
His other hand slid up your stomach to your breast, squeezing the soft mound roughly as he pinched and rolled your nipple between his fingers. "So fucking tight...you think you can handle my cock now? Are you gonna be able to keep quiet?"
You're thinking to yourself, no, but your pussy was begging to get fucked. You nodded, biting your lower lip.
He quickly shed his own clothes, revealing his huge, muscular body, his skin glistening in the bright overhead light. His cock sprang free, long, hard and thick, dripping with precum.
Toji settled between your spread thighs. He grabbed your hips, pulling you flush against him as he rubbed the thick head of his cock against your soaked entrance. He teased you with it, coating himself in your natural lubricant as he ground against you.
Then with a single, powerful thrust, he buried himself inside you, breaking through the barrier of your virginity. He paused for a moment, allowing you to adjust to the sudden intrusion, feeling your walls flutter and clench around him.
You screamed out, "Fuck, Toji! I told you to go gentle at first!"
"I don't fuck slow and gentle." He growled, but it was so fucking hot to see him so desperate.
He began to move, his hips rolling in a steady rhythm as he fucked you with long, deep strokes. One hand slid under your ass, tilting your hips up to meet his thrusts as he drove into you harder, faster, the bed creaking under the force of his passion.
His other hand slid up your body to your breast, kneading the soft flesh roughly as he pinched and rolled your nipple between his fingers. He leaned down to capture your mouth in a searing kiss, swallowing your moans and cries of pleasure.
You could feel your body tensing underneath him, your walls starting to flutter and clench around his pistoning cock. He knew you were close, and he redoubled his efforts, determined to make this your first of many mind-blowing orgasms with him. He loves fucking virgins, the thought of taking something innocent away from you (and from other women) turned him on even more. His cock throbbing in your tight little cunt while you moan out some cuss words as he continued to fuck it hard so hard that it was swollen.
"That's it, baby. Just like that," he encouraged softly, his voice a low, soothing murmur against your skin. "Feel how good it is to be filled by me,"
"It feels...Fuck Toji!...mmph!"
Toji smiled softly at your breathless words, a flicker of renewed desire sparking in his eyes. He leaned in to capture your mouth in a slow, sensual kiss, his tongue stroking yours in a dance of give and take.
His hips continued their steady rough rhythm, each thrust pushing him deeper, stirring your insides in the most delicious way.
His hand slid behind your knee, lifting your leg up and back, opening you wider to his deepening thrusts. You could feel the tension building in your body, your walls starting to flutter and clench around him.
"That's my good girl," he praised softly, his voice a low, approving rumble. "You're taking me so well, baby."
You nodded to his praise as your moans sounded sluttier.
"Cum for me, sweetheart," he encouraged, "Let me feel you come undone around my cock, knowing that I'm the one who brought you this much pleasure." He captured your mouth in a searing kiss, swallowing your cries of ecstasy as you finally let go.
Toji groaned, a deep, guttural sound of pure male satisfaction as your walls clench and spasm around his cock, your release coating his length. He continued to thrust through your orgasm, each movement extending your pleasure.
With a final, powerful surge of his hips, he buried himself deep inside you. He shuddered and groaned above you, pulling out to let his hot seed spurting in long, thick ropes all over your stomach and tits.
Your body still sending shockwaves as Toji got up from the bed, using your shirt to clean your "cum" off of his dick before throwing your shirt over to you.
You deadpanned at your ruin shirt, wiping his cum off of your stomach. "Gee, thanks."
"Oh shut up. You wanted it."
You can't deny that, it was hot and it felt so fucking good. Also, you're high worn down by a lot.
But even after your high worn down, you can't complain about the rough sex and losing your virginity at a frat house. You enjoyed yourself, enjoyed yourself getting fucked by Toji out of all people.
Toji immediately got dressed as he watched you wipe off the huge load of cum.
"Can I borrow a shirt please? You ruined mine." You frowned.
Toji was about to say no but decided to play nice again, "sure." He replied, tearing his shirt off and throw it over to you.
You didn't say thanks, and just put it on with your underwear and pants.
You stood up from the bed, feeling your pussy ache from how hard he was fucking it, but it felt nice in an unusual way.
"You done being all paranoid?" Toji teased.
"Yeah, you fucked it away." You laughed, opening the bedroom door and leaving without saying anything else.
Toji is hoping you'll come again (ha) next Friday.
summery: you have this unique curse energy technique and you made an embarrassing binding vow that somebody has to help you with...and that person is Nanami
notes: mentions sexual assault in the past but won't be that detailed, just a mention. i also have no idea if this can even happen but idk im horny. i hardly write cannon jjk so it might not be cannon but idrc 😭 also SUPER long plot before the smut oh my god im so sorry i just didn't want this to sound rushed (it sorta was). lots of second hand embarrassment so...you were warned. 4100 words.
Everyone that you know in the town you grew up in knows that you can defeat these spirits. It's an embarrassing curse energy technique that you have but it helps people, it gets the job done.
The problem with this is that sometimes ineffective, so you made a vow: the strongest your ability is, is basically determined by how hard you orgasm in 24 hours.
For example, if you masturbate and is able to release, your curse technique is only strong for about 3 seconds, and it'll still work for 24 hours. If a person makes you release then it's strong for about 30 seconds, and it'll still work for 24 hours. If a person fucks you, it's strong for 5 minutes and it'll still work for 48 hours.
This curse energy is the only reason why you didn't go to Jujutsu High. It's too embarrassing for you to even work with colleagues and having to be mentored and all of that. It's humiliating.
Until finally you decided to say "fuck it," and go to Tokyo because you still need to get taught to be a sorcerer.
However you're thinking to yourself, you're 20 there's no Jujutsu college and you know damn well you're not gonna go to the high school.
You ended up emailing one of the sorcerers and just asked if you can still get trained despite already being an adult. The email consisted of you introducing yourself and that you have this unique curse technique (that you would rather explain in person), and also mentioned that you need a mentor to help.
Three days had passed with no response. "Guess I'll just fuck myself," you mumbled to yourself with no pun intended.
Your phone dinged on a Tuesday morning while you sat on the couch watching some reality Tv show. You looked down at the phone that was laying on the couch and immediately picked it up after seeing the notification.
You wanted to scream and cheer out of happiness but didn't want to wake your neighbors. Finally, you replied back agreeing to what the email said.
Two days later you stood at the train stop with your luggage, waiting eagerly for the guy in the email to show up and drive you to your new apartment and get more information on how and when he's going to teach and mentor you.
From the email, he told you that he would be wearing a suit with a blue button up and a yellow and black print tie. Easy enough you thought to yourself, he'll be easier to spot.
You looked through the crowds of people and saw a guy that fit the description, must be him.
You walked over to him with nerves and did a small wave, "Hi, I'm Y/n. Thank you again for mentoring me even though I'm not a student."
"Nanami Kento, nice to meet you." He stuck his hand out for you to shake. "You're going to be a special case since you're not technically registered but I can see what I can do. The higher ups did give me the go-ahead to mentor you. This is a very high in demand type of job so they'll take anyone. I'll explain later."
You nodded your head in agreement, "Thank you."
Nanami didn't reply, just motioned you to follow him. "You said in the email that you would prefer to talk about your curse energy technique in person. We can do that once we arrive at your new place or somewhere in public. It's up to you."
"Um...Im fine either way."
Nanami thought for a moment, "Would a sit down restaurant work? Then I can show you your new place."
"Yes, that works."
You followed your new mentor to his very expensive looking car, he opened the back seat door for you before him getting to the drivers side.
Neither of you talked in the car. You were too nervous to say anything and he was keeping his eyes out on the road.
He pulled the car into a parking spot at the restaurant, once again opening your door.
Once seated at the booth he cleared his throat before talking again, "So, tell me more about this curse energy technique."
You twiddled your thumbs underneath the table and chewed on your bottom lip, "This is going to be hard to explain and embarrassing on my end, and your end as well, but..." You didn't finish your sentence. You knew what you were going to say to him and what not to say. You're not going to mention the binding vow until you absolutely need to.
Nanami listened carefully as you continued your sentence, "I have to get really close to a curse spirit and basically uh...touch the region that's between the legs...and um...doing that it would leave them in a trance of ecstasy." I regret emailing this guy.
Nanami cleared his throat once more, "I'm listening...is that all?"
"Well...when they're in this trance they lose their ability for a certain amount of time depending on my curse energy." You couldn't tell if your face is hot because of the embarrassment or because of the light that's illuminating the table.
Nanami followed along, "Interesting. So I assume this is an only close up attack?"
"Right, and because of that I feel weak and I know I need to learn more about it and how to benefit from it more. That's why I came to you."
The waitress handed out the water before asking again on what you and Nanami want to order before taking the menus and leaving you guys alone once more.
"I think I can handle it. It's different but I like to challenge myself. Now, when you said they're in a trance for a certain amount of time depending on your curse energy, what exactly do you mean?"
You kept up with your promise, "My emotions."
"Which is?"
Damn he's really not letting go of this. "Bipolar."
He nodded, taking in this new information, but he has a hunch that you're not telling the truth. Whatever it is, Nanami didn't fight on it and he figured you would tell him later.
The food finally arrived and once it did neither of you said a word. It was mainly asking how the food was. He didn't ask you anything about your personal life, not that he didn't care, but because he wanted to keep everything professional.
Eventually he took you to your new living situation, which was only 5 minutes away from Nanami's house.
"I rented this room for you, here's the keys to it."
"Thank you, I appreciate it."
"Do what you need to do and I'll knock at your door at 9 AM tomorrow. Understand?"
"Yes, understood. I'll see you tomorrow."
Nanami did a slight nod before he exited the apartment complex. You watched as this very handsome man drove away. He's your mentor, stop lusting.
The apartment room was small but cozy. You didn't really have anything to complain about, you're more so thankful that a Jujutsu sorcerer is helping you despite you not going to the high school.
The next morning Nanami drove you to an extremely run down neighborhood. The atmosphere was unsettling that gave you goosebumps. Houses were rotting with overgrown plants all over them.
"This ran down neighborhood has tons of cursed spirits. In the email you said you defeated a quite few correct?" He looked at you through the rear view mirror.
"Uh, yes, I have." But a part of you was freaking out. A simple masturbation in the morning won't do the trick and you're thinking to yourself, how would you even do this? You only know one technique and it's pretty much useless because you have to receive some sort of pleasure.
You and Nanami walked down the unsettling neighborhood while being alert. He put his arm out in front of you to stop walking, "Over there," He pointed out straight with his other hand. Nanami dropped both his arms and pulled out his blunt short sword. "I'll let you fight it, I'll be behind you."
You exhaled and started running at the target, using a form of calisthenics and parkour to get closer to this gross, ugly, creature so you can touch that between their legs. The shit I'll do for money.
Nanami watched closely, eyeing at your techniques while still paying close attention to the curse spirit.
It was trial and error and finally you were able to borderline grope the creature that lead them to stop in their tracks and feel pure ecstasy. This sets you on a 3 second timer. For 3 seconds they can't do anything. But since you barely came from this morning it failed.
Nanami gotten closer to see what exactly you were doing and what was happening. Eventually Nanami just killed it for you because it was taking a long time to kill something this weak.
With your hands on your knees you caught your breath. Nanami crossed his arms and looked down at you, "I thought you done this before?"
You straightened yourself back up but was still panting, "I have."
"And was able to defeat them?" He raised his eyebrow, not believing a word you said from before.
"Look, I haven't been completely honest."
"I noticed."
You slightly winced, "You mad at me?"
"No. I want you to be honest with everything."
You sighed and took a small step back out of the embarrassment that you're about to cause, "I have to uh...cum...every day for my curse energy to be strong."
Nanami tried to remain professional but he was shocked to hear something like that. "That's new and...interesting. Is there anything else about this?"
"Yeah...so if I pleasure myself then my curse energy will be strong for roughly 3 seconds for 24 hours. If somebody else pleasures me by um...fingering or ya know..eating me out, then it'll be strong for 30 seconds for 24 hours...however, if I get fucked then it'll be strong for a minute or 5 and would last 48 hours." You wanted to die out of embarrassment.
Nanami rubbed his chin before finally speaking, "And by strong you mean there's a certain spot you have to touch and it'll feel such an intense amount of eccasy in a specific time frame?"
"Yeah pretty much." You shrugged.
"Do you have this situation solved?" Even himself was getting flustered by having this conversation.
"Not exactly...I did try to masturbate this morning but obviously it didn't do much."
"And you made this a vow, correct?"
"I felt like I had to because it was useless unless I didn't. Now I'm kinda regretting it but I was a teenager when this happened." You looked at your surroundings, "Also can we have this conversation not here where we could possibly end up killed because we're not like...locked in?"
"I'm always keeping a look out so I can assure you we're fine, but if it makes you more comfortable to go somewhere else then that's fine as well."
You gave a thumbs up while walking back to his car, "Got it," Nanami following behind.
Once again he opened your door in the back of the car and gently closed it. Nanami adjusted the mirror one more before driving off. "Are you okay with brunch?"
"Uh, sure."
"You mentioned that this happened when you were a teenager, care to elaborate?"
You squeezed your own thighs, "I would rather not talk about it." Your voice shook a bit. Nanami could sense it but kept his mouth shut.
"I find you interesting, Y/n. You're doing this but you hate your technique."
"Yeah..." Your voice got quiet, "It's something I have to deal with."
Nanami didn't say anything yet again and drove you to one of his favorite coffee shops.
The two of you sat outside with menus in your hands. Nanami being curious, he wanted to know more about this technique, sure to help you with it more but he's more curious on how and why you have this.
"I'm not going to pressure you into elaborating what caused this, but it'll be helpful for me so I can mentor you properly." Nanami put his menu down and looked at you through his rounded glasses.
"I could never see or do anything about cursed spirits, and I was completely fine by that, I didn't really care...but when I was 15 I got sexually assaulted and somehow I developed this cursed energy. I guess from trauma with it being sex related, but now I would have to do the same things that my assaulter did to help save other people." Once again you squeezed your thighs with your hands. Nanami listened in closely, trying to gather words that won't offend or hurt you.
"I'm very sorry to hear that. I recalled something similar like that happened to a previous student. His friend died when they were both in elementary school and he was so distraught and depressed that he accidentally made her into a cursed spirit and he developed some interesting techniques using her help. Your case sounds a little different but it has happened before."
"Do you think he can help me?"
Nanami shook his head, "He's not a teacher so probably not, but don't worry, I have taught many students in the past."
"What about the vow I made? I would have to find somebody to help me...you know."
"How did you do it back in your home town?"
"I found some people who were willing to do it. I hate myself for it but like I said, I was 15 when I made this vow thinking that I can have control in the whole sex thing but really I don't feel like I have control."
The waitress came and wrote down your orders before leaving you two alone again.
"Do you have connections to help you with this vow?"
"Yes." No.
"That's good to hear. After we eat I'm going to drive you to another place where there's much more curse spirits. I know your energy levels are low but practice is always needed."
"Yeah...I know."
~~~
Days after days of failing to complete your training Nanami became more fed up. He mentioned that he didn't like to do overtime even though he's not getting paid to do this.
"I thought you found someone to help you with this vow?" He said while driving back to your apartment.
"I lied, I didn't."
Nanami sighed, "I don't know what to say then. I want to help you but I'm starting to feel like I can't. I can send you off to another person to mentor you but-"
"No!" You raised your voice, immediately feeling regret, "No," You said a little quieter. "I already don't feel good about this. I have to live with the trauma everyday and I need someone to help me with this. I don't want another person to mentor me because I already trust you."
Nanami glanced at you through the rear view mirror, feeling touched that you trust him after being with him for a week (and especially after hearing your backstory), but he truly doesn't know how to help and it aches him.
You knew what you had to do, it was a short question but if he declines then you know it's a sign to stop trying and just go back home to your small town that resudates 500 people. "Can you help me with this vow." You chewed on your bottom lip, anxiously waiting for an answer.
Nanami eyes widened, almost coughing on his spit but he kept it professional once again, "Y/n...I..." He couldn't gather his words. Yes, it was a bold question and yes he wants to help you, but he feels like this is too unprofessional.
"It's okay to say no, I was just trying to find more solutions."
The stoic man sighed, "I'm only going to do this before we train. On days we don't then I'm not going to do this. This arrangement is strictly for business and nothing else more. Understand?"
Your heart was racing, mainly out of embarrassment and nervousness. "I understand completely."
"I appreciate that you trust me, but you can't tell this to anyone. I mean it, Y/n, don't make me regret this because I really want to help you."
You obliged, "I know, and I thank you."
Nanami shifted in his seat, pulling up to the apartment complexes. "I'll come knocking at your door at 9 AM sharp. Do you own a skirt?"
"Yeah, why?"
"It'll be less intimate that way, have a good evening."
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8:30 AM. You're pacing back and forth in the living room. Your hands are so sweaty that you have to keep washing them off. You keep checking your phone from any new messages from Nanami but there wasn't any. Did he bail? You thought, now chewing at your finger nails.
9 AM sharp a knock was heard from your door. You let out a shaky exhale and opened it to see the same, flustered Nanami. "Let's get started." He said while you closed and locked the door.
"I want to keep this as professional as possible without any strings attached. Your bed is far too intimate, so will the couch work?"
You slowly nodded, "What exactly will you be doing?"
"Medically it's called digital penetration, but I typically call it manual sex."
You were still acting confused on these terms you never even heard of.
Nanami's face redden even more, "The most modern word is fingering."
"Oh! Yeah, okay yeah that makes sense. Um..you are aware you have to do this every morning right? On days that I have to train?"
"I'm aware of this arrangement. Now, at any point, you're allowed to say stop and I will immediately stop. Please don't hesitate to use your words."
You nodded while your hands was clenching themselves. "So, you want me to sit on the couch?"
"My goal is to keep this as professional as possible, so yes."
"Yeah! Yeah that works. So..I sit on the couch now?"
"Whenever you're ready you can take off your underwear but please keep your skirt on."
You slowly walked over to the black leather couch and sat down in your usual spot. Your hands trembled as you lifted up your butt to pull down the underwear. Once it was off you hid it behind in your back. Your skirt ended at the mid thighs and didn't touch it. Nanami wanted the skirt where it's at so your pussy isn't completely exposed.
Nanami adjusted his tie and walked over to you and position himself between your thighs on the floor, "You're going have to scoot closer."
Feel like I'm at the gynecologist.
You scooted closer to the edge of the couch, your already wet pussy about to drip onto the wooded floors.
"Please let me know if this is too uncomfortable for you and we can stop."
"Yeah, I know...I will, I trust you."
After the consent coming from you, Nanami slid his hand closer to your leaking pussy. His fingertips brushing against the sensitive area with a light touch.
Your hips slightly twitched and the soft hitched of your breath indicated that he should go farther into this unusual act.
Slowly, his fingertips traced gentle circles against your most sensitive spot. He let his middle finger slip inside of the tight, hot area. Your pussy clenching against the digit.
You relaxed and closed your eyes, wanting this act to help your energy because if it didn't help then it'll be so embarrassing for you to handle.
Nanami pumped his finger in and out in a steady, slow rhythm before curling that finger. He listened closely at your breathing.
He didn't want this to hurt you at all, so he slowly pulled his middle finger out, watching the natural lubricant coat his finger. Nanami then inserted both his middle and ring finger into your dripping, wet pussy.
Your hips thrusted up a bit, face red as it ever was because of this odd situation that you're having with your mentor that's 8 years older than you. "Is there anything..." You huffed out, "That I'm allowed and not allowed to do?"
Nanami's flushed face looked up at you, "You're allowed to relax as much as you can and try to release. However, I would like to ask that you respect my personal space. This is only to help you during training and possible future fights."
You nodded, feeling engulfed by the work of his digits pumping in and out, curling to hit that sensitive spot.
"Don't be afraid to be vocal."
You nodded once more, accidentally slipping out a moan. You quickly covered your mouth with your sweaty hands.
Nanami started to feel arousal but tried to keep that hidden. He's far too busy to engage in sexual activities, this was actually the first time in years where he pleased a woman. "You can make noises, don't hesitate."
Fuck, you're thinking to yourself, a guy has never talked you through it or be as gentle as Nanami. The previous men you had to be with are usually so rough that your pussy would ache with soreness while trying to fight these spirits, but with Nanami he was so gentle that you almost wanted to cry. Finally, you thought to yourself, you feel like you're in control again when it comes to sex.
Nanami could feel your body trembling due to his touch. Your hips rocked towards his fingers as he pleasured you with more of an increasing movements.
"Shh, it's alright." He murmured, "Don't hold back." He used his other hand to grip your thigh, wanting to send you more stimulation without going over boundaries.
You felt yourself climbing higher to your climax as your breathing became more ragged and your moans more frequent. "Fuck, Nanami, I'm getting close." You moaned out as your back arched.
Nanami's dick hardened in his pants, but luckily your eyes were closed while your head was facing up. He pushed those feelings down, reminding himself that the only reason he's doing this is to bring you to a high climax.
Your walls clenched and fluttered around his fingers. Nanami let go of your thigh and gripped your hip to hold you in place as he continued to pump his fingers in and out.
Your back arched from the couch as your moans turned into an orgasm, finally releasing all over his soaked fingers.
At the same time, Nanami could feel your surge of curse energy. It was a powerful sensation that sent shivers down his spine, almost making him want to cum.
He gentled his touch so you can ride out the waves of your intense orgasm. You shuddered once he pulled out the soaked fingers, using his other hand to pull out a wet wipe from his pocket and wiped off the excess of your arousal.
Nanami stood up, his knees slightly shaky as he regained his composure. He felt the lingering feeling of arousal but yet again pushed those feelings down.
You quickly put on your underwear and stood up from the couch. Your legs felt heavy as you can feel your energy in the air, automatically getting stronger. Both of you wanted to talk but neither of you could.
"Um, Nanami?"
"Hm?"
"One of the aftershocks is uh..aphrodisiac. So it's normal to feel really um..."
He put his hand up to stop you, "I figured. But that is over. Clean yourself up and let's get ready to train. I better see an upgrade." He somewhat joked about the last part, but he really wanted to see you know fighting these things off. This whole technique of yours was still super interesting, he wanted to see more of it.
He wants to give oral to see what will happen next.
notes: college au, gojo is pushy, porn with plot, i think that's about it
summery: fucked gojo last week because you're drunk, now he's needy
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Gojo swears up and down that you guys are friends with benefits. "It was a one time thing!" You rebutted, but Gojo wouldn't listen nor let you live that down.
You don't hate Gojo and do love having a conversation with him, but sometimes you can't stand it when he makes these comments about fucking you. Sometimes you'll play along with it, being like "Oh I'm sure you want to fuck me because I'm the only girl who did!"
"Ah, going down that route I see. You just love the attention I'm giving you because you don't get that much attention as kid, am I right?" He teased with a smug look on his face.
You're not confirming or denying that.
Your friends knows about this whole thing going on with you and Gojo because it seems like you're always complaining about him to them.
"And like, just because we fucked one time doesn't mean we're friends with benefits or I want to continue it." You rested your elbows on the tables and benches that was outside of the campus.
"Do you like being friends with him?"
You sighed, "Yeah, unfortunately. I don't even know why I continue to be friends with him but-"
"Whatcha doing?" Speaking of the devil, Gojo sat right beside of you with his arm around your lower back.
Your 3 friends who was siting across from you guys tried to hold back their smiles. You rolled your eyes at them, but mainly at Gojo.
"Get your arm off of me."
Gojo chuckles, not removing his arm from around your lower back as he leans in closer,
"Aww come on Y/n, don't be like that. They already think we're a cute couple anyway, a small waist squeezing isn't going to change that." He smirks, giving your waist a playful squeeze. "Besides, you know you can't resist me. Don't fight it, just enjoy the attention." Gojo winks at your friends before turning his focus back to you, a cocky grin spreading across his face.
"So, what are you lovely ladies gossiping about today, hmm? Don't stop because I'm here." He leans in, pretending to listen intently.
"I was telling them about how you never leave me alone." You said with a smug smile.
Gojo raises his eyebrow as he removes his arm from your waist and drapes it over your shoulder, "Well, can you blame me? When I've got such stunning company to keep."
He reaches up with his free hand to playfully tuck a stray lock of your hair behind your ear, his fingertips grazing your cheek. "Besides, you know you secretly love having me around. I make your life so much more... exciting." Gojo's eyes sparkle with playful arrogance as he looks at you, then glances at your friends with a wink. "Right, ladies? Doesn't she just light up whenever I'm nearby?" He chuckles, clearly reveling in the flirtatious banter.
Your friends laughed and agreed with this clingy man, "Oh come on Y/n, you talk about him allll the time."
He smirked, "Oh really now?"
You hid your face with your hands as your groans got muffled, "Oh my god."
Gojo reaches out to gently pull your hands away from your red, embarrassed face, "There's no need to hide that pretty face, Y/n. I think your friends are loving the show. Aren't you girls loving the show?" He glances at your friends with a grin before turning his intense gaze back to you.
His hand finds its way to your thigh under the table, giving it a light, teasing squeeze. "I'm just here to make your day a little more... thrilling. And by the looks of it, everyone can see why I can't stay away from you."
"I hate all of you."
Gojo laughed, "Don't try to deny it. We all know you're loving every second of my attention." He left a cocky wink, leaving you flustered with the amused laughter of your friends.
"Okay! That is enough!" You scooted away from Gojo, leaving you at the edge of the bench, "I really don't want my friends to watch you fill me up!"
He raises his eyebrow at your anger, taken back for a second before having a devious grin spread across his face, "Fill you up, huh?"
"I'm leaving, fuck all of you." You flipped your friends and Gojo off with two hands before leaving this embarrassing scenery.
"Fuck I hate him so much." You mumbled, making your way to the dorm room.
You don't actually hate the guy, and you're thinking to yourself, maybe he's right? No guy (especially a guy friend) ever gave you this amount of attention.
The first (and last) time you guys fucked was about a week ago because the two of you were drunk. It was some drinking game that Toji wanted to do. Both you and Gojo are extremely light weights so it didn't take much for you two to be plastered.
You don't remember much of the party or even how you got into Gojo's bed. One minute you two were laughing and the next you were riding him, and oh boy he did not let that go.
You did enjoy yourself though. His hands gripping at your hips as you bounced up and down his cock, him moaning your name so loud that other people might've heard, it was hot.
But he was one of your childhood best friends and don't want to ruin it despite of what Gojo thinks.
You plopped your body onto the bed that has a horrible problem of squeaking. You had about 3 minutes and 30 seconds before somebody started knocking at your door. "Yes?"
"It's me," Gojo said in a sing-song voice.
You inaudibly groaned before getting up from the squeaky bed and walked over to the door. A part of you wants to tell him to fuck off for annoying the hell out of you, but another part is secretly hoping for him to fuck the shit out of you. Finally, you pulled the door open and there was Gojo leaning on the door frame.
"What do you want?"
"To come in. Look Im sorry for embarrassing you in front of your friends."
"That sounds like sarcasm."
"Well it was sorta."
You peaked your head out and looked both ways before pulling him inside of your room and locking the door. "You had no right to do that little show in front of my friends."
"Oh come on, they enjoyed it!"
"This past week you've been so annoying because we fucked! It was a one time thing."
"Really?" Gojo inched his way towards you, your bodies almost touching. "If you didn't want to fuck then you wouldn't have opened that door. You could've told me to leave and I would have, and yet you didn't."
The part that you hate the most was that he was right, and he knew that too.
Reaching out, he cups your face with one hand, thumb brushing over your bottom lip as he leans in, his other hand finds your hip, squeezing gently as he pulls you flush against him. He captures your lips in a rough kiss, walking you backwards until your knees hit the edge of the bed, breaking the kiss. Gojo reaches down and yanked off your shirt over your head before tossing it.
You subtly shuddered as his hands roamed over your exposed skin before his mouth made contact with your neck. Kissing and softly biting, wanting to leave hickeys all over your neck but he knew you would kill him. Not a total asshole.
He pulled back and gave you a smirked, not even saying anything to tease you. With him still staring at your desperate eyes he unbuttoned your jeans and roughly tugged them down your legs to throw them over to where your shirt was.
"Take the rest off." Gojo pointed to your mix matched bra and underwear.
You obliged his request and unclasped your bra with shaky hands. It was much easier fucking him drunk because you didn't have a care in the world, but now you're aware, a little too aware.
Gojo watched intently when the bra finally fell off of your shoulders, your tits staring at him. Your cheeks flushed with embarrassment but you want this.
Gojo's knee rubbed gently against your clothed pussy as he leaned down to attach his lips against your nipples. You bit your lip to hide the little noises that was about to escape.
Gojo's other hand reached for your neglected tit and knead it while he was licking and sucking at the sensitive nub from the other tit. He felt your wetness leaking out onto his jeans that was covering up his knee.
Gojo pulled away himself and his knee from you so you could take off your panties.
"Why am I the only one naked?" You frowned.
Gojo snickered while pulling his shirt off of him. His lean, muscular torso made you want him even more. You wanted to trail your fingers up and down but your pussy was aching for him to fuck it.
Gojo's fingers made its way to the band of your underwear and pulled them off down your legs. You kept your legs closed, too anxious to spread them apart. I should've drank before this.
Gojo unbuckled his belt and pulled down both his pants and his underwear in a swift manner, his dick sprung up, already leaking out from the tip. He chuckled at your reaction and gently pushed you on your back. He hovered over you and used one hand to keep him up while the other hand found its way to your pussy, making you open your legs a little bit more.
His fingers stroked through the folds that was already soaking wet. He pushed in his middle and ring finger, pumping them in and out as he curled them to hit that special, sweet spot.
Your face formed into a pleasuring expression as Gojo watched closely. Seeing your eyes slowly blinking as your mouth parted because of him made Gojo melt to his knees. Your back slightly arched as your hands swung over his shoulders. "Fuck, Satoru." You whispered.
"You got to use more of your words, sweetheart."
"I want you to fuck me, please." You begged in a breathless plea.
Gojo pulls his fingers out of you abruptly and brought them to his lips to taste your arousal. He leaned back up and settled in between your thighs, the head of his cock pressing against your entrance. His hands tightly gripped your hips as he slowly inserted his pulsating cock into your tight cunt. You winced as your walls got stretched to accommodate the girth of his dick.
Gojo started to thrust forward in slow movements, taking the time to savor the feeling of your pussy reacting to the size of his cock. Even with slow momevmtbs like this your bed started to squeak. Gojo smirked to himself, knowing that in a moment this bed was going to annoy everyone on this floor.
"Go...faster please. I really wanted you to fuck me again but...I was too embarrassed to ask." You said in between breathy moans.
Gojo smirked at your request, "You're telling me for an entire week you wanted me again?" His voice was in a low seductive manner as his hips started to move a bit faster, on beat with the squeaking of the bed.
You nodded, pleading with your eyes.
Gojo leaned down to capture your lips in a messy kiss and at the same time picking up the pace of his dick sliding in and out of your wet pussy with more force.
You wrapped your thighs around him to accommodate for the new speed and rhythm. Your moans and the squeaking bed fell on the same beat. His hand slides to your hair and grabbed a fistful, pulling your head back so his lips could attack the sensitive skin.
Gojo leaned up once more and quickly pulled out. He grapped your waist to flip you over on your hands and knees, and pushed your head down against the bed so your back is in a nice, perfect arch with your ass in the air.
With his hand still on the back of your head he quickly thrust forward again. Your moans getting louder as this new position was able to hit the sweet spot. Gojo leaned down and growled in your ear, "That's it, I bet you missed this didn't you?"
"Y-yes!" You choked out.
Gojo released his hand from your head so he could use both hands to grip harder at your hips. "F-fuck Satoru, I'm gonna cum!" You cried out over the sound of the bed squeaking.
"Cum all over my cock like how you did last week when you were drunk out of your pretty little mind."
Your orgasm got muffled by the bed as you gripped the covers with your hands, your knuckles turning white.
With a loud, guttural groan Gojo pulled out his pulsating cock, releasing himself all over the tip of your ass and your back before inserting himself back in to work out your intense orgasm.
Once your noises died down, Gojo pulled out again and sat at the edge of the bed as you laid down on your back, his cum getting on your blankets.
"Still mad at me for embarrassing you in front of your friends?" He joked.
"Not right now, but later on I will be." You chuckled.
With a final big sigh Gojo laid down beside of you. "Same time tomorrow?" He turned his head to you.
You rolled your eyes and did the same, looking into his hella bright blue eyes. "Sure, why not."
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