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toji zenin goes too far to see your crazy side

mdni, 18+

Toji took a swig from his beer, smirking at the woman next to him at the bar. He had been flirting with multiple women all night at the bar Shiu dragged him too.

He had gotten into another fight with you earlier in the day. It was something dumb but it escalated quickly. You were yelling at him to leave, literally pushing him out the door. He stood outside with a groan, leaving in his car to Shiu’s.

He decided to drown himself in liquor and welcome the women that would come up to him. He wouldn’t take it too far, but in his head, he was just having some fun. You’re the one that kicked him out. What would you care?

Turned out you cared very much.

After calming down, you drove to Shiu’s, knowing Toji was either there or Sukuna’s. Knocking on the door, Shiu’s wife answered with a confused smile. “Sorry to disturb you. Is Toji here?”

She shook her head, explaining that he was but Shiu took him to the bar to relax after your fight. Forcing a tight lipped smile, you nodded, asking if she knew which bar.

You looked through the window of the bar, watching as he laughed with some bimbo, holding another’s waist and allowing her to lean into his ear. Angry tears filled your eyes as your face remained blank. You’d fought many times, but it never came to this. You were ready to apologize and let him come home, not find him with other women at a bar.

Looking to your side, you seen a metal pipe leaned against the building. Taking the pipe in your hands, you turned towards the parking lot to find Toji’s car. Once your eyes landed on it, a smirk came upon your lips.

Toji pushed the girl leaning on his side away, feeling her get too close while the other one talked his head off. “Toji!” He raised a brow as Shiu ran over, his eyes wide. “Y/n’s here.”

His own eyes widened, pushing both girls far away from him. “Outside?” He looked through the window, his body reacting before he could think. “Fuck!”

He ran outside as you took the metal pipe to his headlight, smashing it out. There were dents all over the car already by the time he got out there. “Y/n what the fuck!?”

You laughed as you looked at him, shaking your head. “Oh now you think about me?” Swinging the pipe, you swing it at the right side of the windshield twice, shards of glass flying everywhere. “Not too busy with your bitches anymore?!”

Toji inched closer, flinching as you busted his passenger side window out. “Baby, it wasn’t like that. Just, let’s talk-“

“Oh so I’m blind now?” You walked to the driver side, smashing the other headlight out and banging the pipe against the hood, causing more dents. “Fuck you Toji!”

Toji got closer, going to reach for the pipe. He jumped back right before you hit him, eyes widened. “You crazy bitch!”

He saw the glint in your eyes get worse, the crazed smile growing larger. “I’ll show you fucking crazy!” He watched as you began beating on every part of the car, causing dents in the roof, shattering his driver side window and a door handle falling off.

Toji watched with his hands in his hair, jaw dropped. Huffing, he ran up as you continued beating on the car, catching the pipe mid swing and pulling it from your grasp. You turned to face him, barely getting a chance before he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder.

“Put me down, you son of a bitch!”

Toji growled out a groan each time your fist hit his back, looking around at the crowd that formed outside. He found Shiu, throwing his keys at him. “Get my car the fuck out of here.”

“What about me?”

“Get a fucking uber.”

He found your car after swiping the keys from your pocket, unlocking the door and slamming you into the passenger seat. Quickly shutting the door, he ignored your screaming and walked to the driver side. Slamming the door shut after he got in, he left the parking lot and sped towards the house.

He had one hand on the wheel, and the other holding your body back as you tried to hit him. “Fuck you Toji! You cheating bitch boy!” You pushed at his arm, punching and slapping as he just sped up.

Once he reached the drive way, he slammed the car into park and getting out, walking to your side. Going to open the door, he heavily sighed once he realized you locked it. “Y/n, get out of the car.”

You scoffed, crossing your arms. “Go fuck yourself.” Hearing the car beep, you tried to grab your handle before Toji could pull the outside one. You were too slow, Toji’s large hand gripping one arm and yanking you out, pulling you inside with him.

Pushing you inside, he shut and locked the door, leaning his hands against it. He heard you huff, slipping your shoes off and stomping towards the bedroom. “I want you the fuck out!”

Clicking his tongue, he ignored your yell and started walking to you. Catching the door before you could slam it in his face, he pushed in and took your cheeks in one hand, his other pulling your head back to look at him. You were, by no means, afraid of Toji. You knew he wouldn’t actually hurt you. Though, seeing the look in his eyes right now, you can admit, he’s pissed. More pissed than you’ve ever made him.

“Who, the fuck, do you think you are? Huh?” With how tight he was holding your face, you couldn’t answer even if you had an answer. He pulled your hair tighter, a whine leaving your lips at the pain. “My fucking car, Y/n.”

His hand slightly let up on your cheeks, raising his brows. “Oh no, poor wittle baby’s car got damaged because he’s a fucking idoit.” You smirked at the growl that left his throat. “I pushed you out of the house to take a breather. Not to fucking flirt at a bar.”

He nodded, letting your hair go and leaning his face down, taking a deep breath. The air he released went right by your ear, causing a shiver to go down your spine. “Get on your knees.”

He didn’t give you the chance to respond, pushing your body down to the floor. He glared down at you, taking one hand undoing his belt, button and zipper as you stared back up. “You wanna act like a bitch? I’ll fucking treat you like one.”

Pushing his jeans and boxers down in one motion, his dick sprang out, hitting his lower abdomen before straightening out in front of him. He was hard as a rock, his tip red and pre already starting to drip. Lifting yourself up, you looked from his dick to his face, Toji’s head tilting. “You’re gonna do it or am I gonna have to force it down your throat?”

He leaned down slightly, pulling your arm up until his hand was holding yours. He spit in your hand, bringing it down to himself as you lightly gasped. You started moving your hand up and down his shaft, a low grown falling from his mouth. Leaning forward, you took your tongue and licked a long stripe from tip to base, going back up. A louder groan came out, his hands clenching beside him. “Don’t tease me.”

You giggled, taking the tip in your mouth and swirling your tongue around, sucking the pre as it came from the slit. “I said-“ His hand came down, clenching a handful of hair in his hand, pushing your head all the way down. “Don’t fucking tease me.”

You choked, the tip of his dick now hitting the back of your throat. He filled your mouth, feeling the corners stretch around him. Your nose was pushed against him, the dark pubes tickling your nose. He pulled back, only to push you down again and again, until you started moving yourself. Forcing yourself to breathe through your nose as his tip consistently touched the back of your throat.

Toji watched you below him, his pupils blown wide. He was pissed, beyond pissed. His car was fucked and it was gonna cost so much money to fix. Money he was gonna have to pay, but you were gonna pay him back.

Gripping your hair, Toji pulled your head back. You gasped as spit and pre was a mess around your mouth. He smirked slightly as he watched you pant like a dog, trying to catch your breath. Reaching down, he picked you up, throwing you on the bed. He pulled his shirt over head, staring at you while your eyes were wide.

“You have until I get on that bed or I’m ripping them.” You hurriedly pulled your shirt off and shorts off, losing time before he leaned over you. His hands gripped your bra, pulling and ripping the hooks apart in the back.

“Toji!” He pushed your chest to lay you down, throwing the ruined bra behind him. His hands immediately padded at your breasts, squeezing his palms around them while his fingers pinched your nipples, hard.

His head leaned down, lips attaching harshly to your neck, one hand reaching to hold both of yours above your head. The moans bubbled up in your throat, your eyes closing as Toji littered rough hickeys across your neck.

You didn’t know what you were expecting when all of this happened. You definitely weren’t expecting to find Toji at a bar with women at his sides. And he probably wasn’t expecting you to ruin his car. But you definitely didn’t expect him to fuck you into the mattress.

Toji let your hands go, moving his body down and to the side. Leaning on an arm, he leans over you, taking his other hand to harshly rub on your clit. Your back immediately arched off the bed, the pain and the pleasure forming at once. “Mmmm, nuh uh, don’t fucking move.”

His mouth attached to your nipple, sucking and biting slightly. The sensation that went through you caused a gasp, the tingling and sharp pain from his teeth. His fingers slipped from your clit, moving to insert two straight into your clenching hole.

“Fu-uckk, ngh, Tojiiii…” He smirked around your nipple, pulling off with a pop.

“You hear her talkin down there? All wet andddd…” He added a third finger, you immediately cumming around all three. “Fuck, so wet.”

Picking himself up, he flipped you on your stomach, pulling your ass straight up, a hand slamming down to slap it. A yelp left your mouth, his hand reaching down to push your head into the mattress. “Ah, shut it up.”

He spit on his cock, his hand rubbing it along his shaft before he lined it up to you. Pushing it in at once, you moaned loudly, muffled by the mattress. “Fuck Toji!”

He grinned, gripping your hips to pull you back into him, his dick sliding in and out at a brutal pace. His hand pushed your back down, bending you into an indescribable arch. At the same time, your face was pushed further into the mattress, drool and tears covering your face as moans flowed freely from your mouth.

“Yeah I’m liking you like this a whole lot more, not when you’re acting fuckin crazy.” His hand wrapped your hair around his hand, pulling you up into his chest as he kept his ruthless pace. “I think you like it too, don’t ya? You dirty fuckin whore.”

His breath whispered against your ear, tickling around it but sending heat straight down. You’d come again, you knew it. Toji knew it too, feeling the wet sheets against his knees as he pounded into you.

You heard his grunts, feeling his movements become more sloppy than they started. He had reached around to mess with your clit, your jaw falling open at the feeling of his fingers and dick working at the same time. He groaned as you clenched around him, your body getting ready for another release.

“I’m gonna fill this pussy up, get you nice and round. You gonna like that? You wanna be a mommy, huh?” You moaned at the thought of him feeling your cunt up.

“To-Toji, mmm, ple-please.”

He chuckled lowly in your ear, loving your whimpers. “Yeah, I know baby, I know.”

A few more thrusts and he was stilling in you, the feeling of his hot and thick seed feeling your tight hole. You’d had came at the same time, squirting on his thighs and the sheets below. He gave you a few more lazy thrusts, getting every last bit out.

With a groan, he pulled out of you, guiding your exhausted body to the bed. You’d both were out of breath, gasping for air. The bed shifted, Toji laying beside you and pulling you to him. “Did I kill ya?”

You let an airy laugh, slapping his chest. It was quiet for a minute, a nice bliss. “Sorry about your car.”

He shrugged, kissing your head. “I’ll get it fixed, don’t worry about it.”

It was quiet again, until you once again ruined it. “Well, if you weren’t out flirting-“

“Yeah, go to sleep.”

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ryomen sukuna coming to you to get the rest of his stuff after the break up

mdni, 18+

Sukuna stared at the door of your apartment, a scowl on his face as he waited. He’d already knocked twice, becoming terribly inpatient.

You’d texted him to come and get the rest of his stuff. You guys had broken up, again. Both of your friends had laughed it off, rolling their eyes with teasing smiles. They knew it wasn’t going to last.

Though, this was the first time you’d actually kicked him out of your place, making him come and get his things. It had just been argument, like every other time. You hated his attitude about things, hated how he acted like he didn’t care about things you did. He couldn’t even pretend. So, you told him this was it, you were done.

Sukuna didn’t believe it, like most of your friends. He wouldn’t even look up from his phone while rolling his eyes. Not until you started taking all of shit, throwing it in the hall and screaming at him to leave. Your nosy neighbors poked their heads out, both of you yelling to mind their business.

“Told me to come get the rest of my shit and can’t even answer the fucking door.” He huffed, banging his fist on the door until it swung open.

He was met with your angry stare, trying to put the large, silver hoop in your ear. Sukuna’s eyes widened slightly as he took in your appearance. A short, black mini skirt that he just knew your ass was hanging out of. A tight and strapless top that your breasts pushing up just right. Your hair and make up were done, heels slipped on your feet and jewelry hanging wherever it could.

Your eyes rolled as Sukuna soaked you in, walking away from the door. “I forgot I told you to come today.” He walked in, shutting the door behind him. “There’s a box in the living room, that’s everything.”

Following your direction, he walked to the table in the living room, seeing the box sitting there. ‘Suckuna’ was written in sharpie, causing him to roll his own eyes. The flaps hung open as he looked inside, seeing some clothes and pictures he’s surprised you didn’t burn.

Hearing your heels click, he turned to see you grubbing your clutch and keys, giving him a look that screamed ‘get the fuck out’.

You watched as his eyes scanned you from head to toe, back up again. Keeping your face neutral, you nodded to the door. “Nothings missing.”

He shook his head, not even picking the box up. “Where you going?”

Pursing your lips, you sighed. “Out.”

He nodded, stepping forward. “Oh yeah? With who?”

You kept telling yourself that it was none of his business. That you didn’t owe him an answer about anything in your life. But the way he was staring at you? His eyes narrowed and his large arms crossing over his chest? It was hard to stay strong. “Not that it’s any of your business, but Shoko invited me to a club.”

That made Sukuna’s jaw clench. He knew what hanging out with Shoko meant. “So, you’re dressed like this for Shoko? Or is it Geto? Maybe even Gojo?” He stepped closer again, a smirk coming on his face. “Don’t tell me it’s both of them?”

Your hands started to become sweaty, choosing to hold each other as you sat the clutch down. “Sukuna-“

You gasped sharply as he took a big step forward, becoming chest to chest with you. Sukuna had a good foot of height on you, your neck straining to look at him. “We’re not even broken up for three weeks and you’re allowing vultures in?” You turned your head away, his hand immediately capturing your jaw to turn you back. “Don’t look away from me.” His thumb glided across your bottom lip, pulling it down slightly.

You wrapped your hand around his wrist, fingers not even able to touch, and gently pulled his hand away. His shoulders slightly dropped, thinking you were completely pulling him away. You guided his palm to lie against your cheek, the warmth still causing a shiver to go down your spine. His head shifted to the side, eyeing you. "Such a pretty thing, even though you're acting like such a slut."

Anger spiked through you, scoffing and pushing his hand away. Grabbing your clutch, you went to walk around. "Get your shit and go back to Tojis."

You ignored his groan, making sure you had everything. You almost let yourself believe he was being sweet. That he actually wanted to be here with you. That he was actually being nice.

"You know I hate staying there. Toji is gross and he has that kid every weekend." Rolling your eyes, you stared at each other as he blocked your path to the door. "Can we please just talk?"

"Why? So you can call me a slut again? No thanks." He stepped in front of you again, causing you to sigh. "Sukuna, move."

He just stared at you, breathing picking up before he lurched forward, gripping your jaw again and connecting your lips. You yelped, trying to push him away, causing him to only lean in more.

God damn it.

Gripping his shoulders, you pushed yourself into the kiss, responding to his hunger. You just couldn't resist it anymore. Especially when he did this.

His hand left your face once you kisses back, both hands gripping your hips in a bruising hold. His tongue pushed through your lips, licking his way around your entire mouth, like he's done many times before. Pulling back to take a breath, a line of spit between you two. "Fuck baby..."

He leaned down to kiss and bite at your neck. Your hand tangled itself in his hair, pulling as you gasped and winced at his lips. "Ryo, w-wait-"

"Oh, it's Ryo now? What happened to 'Sukuna'?" He chuckled, lips reaching your chest as he looked up at you. Leaning back up, he took a finger and just pulled on the front of your top, pulling the flimsy material down with a smirk.

Your breasts popped out, nipples perked from the situation. Sukuna looked down at them, licking his lips with hunger. Leaning back down, he sucked one in his mouth, your moans sounding like music to his ears. "O-oh fuck... R-Ryo..."

His hand started playing with the other one, twisting and pulling before he bit down on the one in his mouth. You yelped, tears brimming your eyes before he let go. Your nipple was red and irritated from the bite, the other still being played with by his fingers.

"Get on your knees." No hesitation, you went down to your knees, Sukunas hand resting and rubbing on your head. He smirked down at you, cock becoming incredibly hard at the sight of you looking up at him through your lashes. "Take him out, baby. He's waiting on you."

Bringing your hands up, you carefully undid his belt and the button on his jeans, starting to pull his zipper down before he clicked his tongue, giving you a look. Pulling your hands back, you pushed up and took the zipper between your teeth, pulling it down as he bit his lip. "That's right baby..."

He gently pushed you back, pulling his pants and boxers down enough for his dick to spring out. You were always amazed when you seen Sukunas cock, something you've seen a lot in the last few years. He was so big, not only long but wide too. It should be a crime to have such a big dick like this.

Leaning back up, you licked around the head, Sukunas body reacting immediately. Taking the head in your mouth, you swirled it around, sucking and squeezing it between your lips while your hand glided up and down his cock. As you started taking more in, you would jerk what you couldn't fit. Though, Sukuna eventually wrapped a hand in your hair, pulling your hand away with his other. "Nah uh, no hands. Just that mouth."

He pushed your head all the way down, your nose hitting his pelvis, the few hairs tickling your lips. He could feel and hear you gag around him, knowing this was pushing you. The tears in your eyes fell down your cheeks, ruining the makeup you had on. Sukuna thought you had never looked better.

He pulled your head back, before pushing it back down. He wasn't letting you off, telling you to breathe through your nose if you wanted oxygen. You eventually found a rhythm, Sukuna allowing you to take over. Up and down, your cheeks hallowed out and your throat swallowed him down, the few drops of precum sliding down your throat in the process.

You had felt him still before he pulled you off his cock and up to your feet. One hand held your jaw while the other was pushing the strands of hair out of your eyes. He smiled big at your face, covered in spit and runny makeup. "Oh, I'm fucking the shit out of you."

He pulled you up against him, your legs wrapping around his waist as he walked to the bedroom. He groaned lowly as you kissed his neck, stuffing your face there to get a better grip. Throwing you on the bed, he stood over you, admiring your beauty. You did the same thing back as he pulled his shirt on his head, the designs over his arms and abdomen highlighting his skin.

Sitting a knee on the bed between your legs, he caressed your calve, following it up to your thighs and higher. Grabbing the waistband of the thong you wore, he pulled it down, raising a brow. "You were gonna wear this for those idiots?" He brought the panties up to his face, inhaling the scent of your arousal that covered them. "You really were gonna be a slut tonight."

You scoffed, pushing yourself up on your elbows "Suk- hmph!"

He balled up the panties, shoving them into your mouth with a smirk. "Stop talking." Pulling the skirt down your legs, he tossed it over his shoulder, bringing your calve up and licking it. He watched your eyes go to your heels, shaking his head. "Those are staying on."

Looking down, he ran a finger through slick folds, wetness gushing around his finger. He chuckled while seeing you wiggle, wanting to close your legs so bad. His finger went further, easily slipping into your sopping hole, though still just as tight. "Damn..." It was muttered, but your ears heard it none the less.

He slipped another finger in, hearing you moan around your panties. Sticking them in and out, he looked up to see you staring at you, moans falling so prettily from your mouth. Curling them, he smirked at your eyes squeezing shut, shut falling on the bed.

Standing, he pulled his bottoms off, grabbing and pulled your body closer. Leaning forward over your body, he plucked the panties from your mouth, throwing them behind you. "I wanna hear you."

Running the head of his cock through your folds, he slipped in, both of you inhaling sharply. You were so warm and hugged him just right, it was hard not to react. As he went deeper, your legs wrapped around his back, the heels digging into his sides. He watched your hands grip the bedsheets, loving the effect he had on you. "Halfway there..."

You gasped as soon as he bottomed out, hands moving to his shoulders while he stayed there. It was a lot, he was a lot. Taking a deep breath, you nodded as he waited. Hey, he wasn't a complete dick.

He pulled back out, all the way to the head, immediately pushing all of himself back in. He groaned as your nails sunk into his shoulders, a loud moan ripping through you. He picked up the pace, pounding into you so hard that your skin slapped together. "Fuck baby, keep screaming like that..."

You whined when he pulled out of you, only to scream when he flipped you over and pushed all back in at once. "Fuck Ry-Ryo!" He chuckled while he pulled your hips to meet his. "I-I'm gonna- oh god- Ryomen-"

"Do it baby, it won't- shit- wo-won't be the only time..."

He watched the liquid squirt out around his cock, dripping beneath you on the bed. He held your legs as they shook, continuing his attack with his cock. He leaned down over your body, one arm and knees supporting his body while his other arm wrapped your neck, his bicep snug against it, pulling you up. "You like that baby? Like how my cock is making you feel? You'll never have someone else make you feel this way." He kissed and breathed heavily in your ear, causing shocks to go down your back. "You're a slut baby, but you're my slut."

Thrusting a few more times, and feeling you cum again around him, his cum filled your still tight hole, both of you moaning. You could feel the way his cum filled you up and filled you so deep. Leaning back, he kissed your shoulders while pulling his softening cock out.

You were so limp, barely able to lift your head. The sight made him smile, lifting your body to pull you close to the headboard, getting in beside you. You immediately curled into him, light snores telling him sleep had taken you. Looking at the bed, he knew you both would need long and hot showers. But this was fine for now.

From the kitchen, your phone vibrated on the counter, tons of angry texts from Shoko.

Sho: wya?

Sho: y/n, we're waiting for you. did he come get his stuff?

Sho: I stg if you caved for his shit, im gonna kick both of your asses

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Oh wow you’re so sick!!!! Delete the Valentine’s Day story😕(I’m joking)

I promise I'm making something to make up for it😭

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times baby yuji and kid choso cockblocked their dad, ryomen sukuna

mdni, 18+

‘Are you still watching?’ was displayed on the screen as you saddled Sukuna’s lap, his tongue down your throat and his hand buried in your hair, pulling you back to kiss down your neck.

“Fuck baby…” You gasped as he nipped at your neck, taking time suck marks further down your chest.

Unconsciously, you began grinding on his forming cock, a wet patch forming in your panties. A hand wrapped gripped your cheeks, pulling you closer to his face. “I’m fucking you so-“

“Mom!”

The door slammed open, you throwing yourself off of Sukuna’s lap while he threw the blanket over both of you. Twelve year old Choso raised an eyebrow at both of you before directing his attention on you. “Choso, it’s almost eleven and you have school tomorrow. What is going on?”

He started wringing his hands together, looking to the ground as Sukuna folded his arms. “Out with it boy.”

Sighing, he looked to you with teary eyes, immediately softening your heart. “I have a project due tomorrow…”

“What?!”

He slightly flinched as you and your husband both yelled, wiping his face as tears fell. “I forgot it was due tomorrow, I thought it was next week.”

Sukuna rubbed his hands down his face while you just sighed. On top of that, two year old Yuji started crying from his room. Huffing out a breath, you stood up and caressed Choso’s hair. “Okay, dad will take you to the store and help you throw something together.” They both let out noises of protest.

“I don’t want dad’s help!”

“I don’t want to go to the store!”

They both were shut up by your glare, especially Sukuna. “I have to get Yuji back to sleep. Get to the store, get home and get it done.”

Sukuna grumbled the entire way to the store, Choso rolling his eyes while listening. By the time they were home and the poster had been finished, he got Choso to bed and walked into your room to pick up where you left off.

Only to see you fast asleep, with Yuji in the middle of the bed. “God damn it.”

Another time was when you two were on the couch, dumb, you know. Sukuna had allowed Choso to have a girl over and Yuji had been put to bed a little early for being sick, the medicine making him sleepy.

Sukuna was kissing you so hard you thought he would fall through you. His hands squeezed your hips and his own hips humped into yours. You moaned softly as he started trailing his kisses down, hand slipping under your shirt to grope your breast.

“You want me to eat this pussy out on the couch? Huh?” You glanced at the stairs when you heard a door click shut. “I asked you a question, mama.”

“Ryo, I think-“

He shushed you, smirking as he played with the waistband of your sleep shorts. “Cho and that girl are probably doing the same thing right now, and Yuji is knocked out.”

“Mommy.”

Sukuna sat straight up, flinching as you both looked to the side to see Yuji. His rosy cheeks were getting darker, his blanket trailing behind him. Huffing, Sukuna sat on the side of the couch. “Yuji, you’ll feel better if you sleep.”

He stared at Sukuna for five seconds before throwing up in Sukuna’s lap. Sukuna had a blank face, staring at Yuji, who turned away and did a little more in the floor. His head whipped to you when he heard the giggle, you immediately covering it with a cough.

You watched Yuji wipe his mouth, tears in his eyes. “Oh, baby, come here.” As you picked him up, you heard footsteps coming down and Choso running towards the mess, your eyes widening. “Cho wait!”

“Hey mom, can me and Yuki-“ Too late. Sixteen year old Choso was on the floor, the back of him covered in puke. He groaned, looking at his hands and gasping. “No! Gross!”

His friend, Yuki, huffed out a laugh, covering her mouth. “Cho that’s sick.”

You looked back at Sukuna, holding his head in his hands as he took deep breaths. Rubbing Yujis back, you sighed and looked at him. “You want another bath, honey?” He nodded and you kissed his head, looking at the other two. “Choso, go take a quick shower and help your dad get this mess cleaned while I take care of Yuji.”

Sukuna’s head snapped to you, eyes narrowed. “And what about me?”

You rolled your eyes, already walking upstairs. “Just change your pants, crybaby.” The last part was muttered, Yuji softly giggling.

“I heard that!”

“You were meant to!”

Another time wasn’t too long after the last one. Sukuna was behind you as you were cooking, kissing on your neck, rubbing on your thighs.

Choso and Yuji were in the backyard, jumping on the trampoline. You could hear them laughing, looking up every now and then through the window to make sure they were still outside.

Sukuna’s hand found its way inside your waistband, fingers rubbing through your wet folds, his other arm holding you up. Your moans filled the kitchen, stirring the food as he rubbed around your clit faster.

“Ryo, they’re right there…”

He kissed your ear, chuckling with a smirk. “They’ll be out there for a while baby, don’t you worry.”

Unbeknownst to you, Sukuna paid Choso $30 to keep Yuji entertained for a while so you could cook. The kid was always begging for money so Sukuna decided to make him work for it.

Just as you reached around, palming Sukuna through his sweatpants, you heard Yuji scream and tiny footsteps coming on the porch. “MOM! MOM, DAD!”

Sukuna jerked away from you, both of your eyes widening when Yuji slammed the door open, his eyes filled with tears. “Choso is hurt!”

Turning the stove off, you both ran to the yard, seeing Choso on the ground while tears trickled down his face. You saw his leg at a bad angle, gasping and running faster.

You both knelt beside him, checking him over while Sukuna asked questions. “I just misstepped and fell off, I’m okay.”

You touched his pant leg, wanting to look at his leg, stopping as he began groaning in pain. “Okay, you’re going to the hospital.”

Sukuna got him to the while you grabbed necessary items, walking out with Yuji in your arms. “Okay, just finish dinner and I’ll let you know.” You handed Yuji to Sukuna, kissing their cheeks and leaving.

Choso’s leg was fractured, requiring crutches and a cast for at least 8 weeks. The hospital was able to get you set up with someone to put on a cast the next day, being discharged and heading home.

“So, does this mean I have to give dad back the $30?”

“What $30?”

The most recent time was the absolute worse, because you were actually doing it. And your kids were too old to still be doing this.

Both of you naked, you bounced on top of Sukuna’s cock, his hands bruising your hips and guiding you. “That’s right baby, just like that…” He slapped your ass, pulling your hair slightly to give him a clear view of your chest.

You both thought you would be in the clear. Choso still lived at home but he was at a college event. And Yuji was out with some friends. You both knew they would be back in the morning since it was Sukuna’s birthday. But you decided to give him an early gift right at twelve.

And you weren’t the only one.

Your hands were braced behind you on Sukuna’s thighs, slowly grinding down as he was awestruck by it. You smirked, taking a hand and guiding his face to look at you. “Eyes on me baby.”

“Yes ma’am..”

Everything was fine. Until it wasn’t.

The door slammed open, candle flames lighting up the dark room, and your two sons singing, Yuji almost 18 and Choso in his 20s. “Happy birthday to you-“

You screamed, immediately sliding off Sukuna and under a blanket. Sukuna groaned, the sudden movement from you hurting more than anything. Yuji and Choso gasped, turning around while holding the cake, both mumbling an ‘oh shit’.

“God damn it! Every time!” Sukuna covered himself up and turned a lamp on, the boys turning back with sheepish smiles.

“It was an accident, we swear!” Yuji nodded at Choso’s words. “We just wanted to surprise you.”

“Just not like that.”

You giggled, hiding away in the sheets while Sukuna rubbed a hand down his face. “Just, give us a second and we’ll come downstairs.”

They both nodded, shutting the door and laughing loudly as they walked downstairs. Sukuna groaned, falling back in the bed and looking at you. “It’ll be okay, Ryo.”

“I just want one kid that doesn’t cockblock me in the best moments.” You bit your lip, smiling slightly, causing him to raise a brow. “What?”

Sighing, you turned over to your bedside table and pulled something from the drawer. Rolling back over, you laid the stick in his hands with a laugh. “Happy birthday.”

He was shocked at the pregnancy test, groaning again at the thought of a whole new baby.

“We were so close to getting them out!”

[fawtyy]

valentines days with nanami kento

Suggestive(ish)

“Y/n, correct?”

You looked up from your phone, camera open to make sure the makeup wasn’t smeared or lacking. It was immediately flipped face down, smiled pulled tight at the large man in front of you.

Shoko had set you up on a date, wanting you to ‘get out of the house, where you’re not at work either’. You had met Shoko when you were still a senior in college when she gave a lecture. You had become friends after you became a forensic pathologist, working with local police around Tokyo. She ended up telling you basics about curses so you could be an extra set of eyes when those types of deaths came up.

The man in front of you moved across, setting his blazer on the chair and briefcase on the ground. He reached over the table, wanting to shake your hand. “Nanami, right?”

“Kento, please.” You nodded with a smile, accepting his much larger hand with your small one. A waiter came to take orders, him turning back to once done. “So, you know Shoko well?”

The conversation started tense, both of you taking time to feel comfortable in each others presence. He asked about your time at work and school, to which you asked the same. Within the hour, you both were relaxed in each others company, laughing and telling stories.

You were able to admire him now. His tie had come loose, the top buttons coming undone. His sleeves were rolled up, showing his beefy forearms that were crossed over each other. His hair, that was gelled when he came in, now had a few strands hanging in his eyes. Your eyes landed on his own, seeing the tired glint behind them.

“Seems we’re the only ones left.” Looking around, you realized Nanami was right. Chairs had been stacked on other tables, your waiter looking annoyed while leaning on the wall. Turning to Nanami, you both wore a smile while he waved the waiter over. “I’ll walk you home.”

The walk home was spent with more stories about your childhoods and such. He asked how much Shoko had shared with you about Jujutsu High, nodding along with your answer. “Do you still work with them?”

He sighed, slowing his walk slightly before answering. “I help sometimes, take missions when they need someone too. I try to keep my distance.”

His distain towards Jujutsu High was noticeable when it was brought up. You could tell there was something he wasn’t saying but you didn’t push the subject, asking a different question instead.

Once you were at your apartment door, you faced Nanami, feeling closer than you have all night. He towered over you, looking up at him with a small smile. His hand grazed your arm, going up and down. “I had a great time.”

Your smile stretched, cheeks becoming red from the closeness. “I did too, Kento.”

His hand reached up to your face, caressing and holding your cheek while he leaned down, searching your eyes. Giving him a nod, he gently captured your lips, you responding immediately.

His lips were soft, moving in sync with yours. Pulling apart, your foreheads leaned against each other, smiles sporting your lips. He pulled away, giving you another smile before walking away. Smiling at the floor, you called his name, watching him look over his shoulder. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”

The next Valentine’s Day, you were sat at the same restaurant, Nanami in front of you. He asked you to be his after your next date, forming your new lives together. Around six months later, you had moved in with him, falling into each others routines.

You took a sip of your wine, smiling at Nanami who seemed tense. “Was work rough today?”

The question seemed to catch him off guard, confusing him. “No more than usual.” He slightly chuckled while answering, grabbing your hand across the table.

You stared at him, squeezing his hand. “You just seem tense. Did they ask you to go on a mission?”

Seeing Nanami shake his head from your question made you thankful. Since you’ve been together, Nanami went on a few missions, coming home exhausted from it. He typically went unscathed from them, something you were grateful for. “No sweetheart, nothing like that.”

Nodding, you grabbed his hand with your other, worry in your eyes. “Then what has you so tense?”

Sighing, he smiled at you. “You read me like a book.” He released your hand, standing in front of you, before bending down on one knee.

“Ken…”

Your eyes filled with immediate tears, a small gasp leaving your lips while he took your hand. Everyone in the restaurant stopped to smile at you, clapping while you said yes, nodding your head excitedly and jumping into his arms. He kissed your lips, leaning his head against yours as tears streamed down his face. “You always worry for nothing.”

“I’ll always worry over things about you.”

The third Valentine’s Day was spent in the bed of a bungalow in the Maldives, overlooking the sunset while Nanami held you to his chest. Your wedding had been beautiful and small. A few of your family and friends, some people Nanami knew from school. Shoko planned a honeymoon for the two of you, wishing you nothing but happiness and a promise for you to come back pregnant.

It had been blissful so far, only a few days in and more than two weeks left. Nanami wasn’t able to keep his hands off of you, causing you to joke about him keeping his promise to Shoko.

He never denied it.

His arms held your naked body to his, a hand caressing your thigh while you both looked out to the waters. You were covered by a thin sheet, your hand caressing his chest. A smile danced upon his lips, holding you tighter.

“I had a classmate, Haibara.” Your eyes moved up to look at him while he stayed still. “He died during a mission at Jujutsu High, a mission he should have never been sent on.” His hand grabbed yours on his chest, holding you close with his other. “I had to retrieve his body, and bring him back to Jujutsu High. I blamed the higher ups for years, I still do. Even if he was strong enough, he should’ve never went alone.”

He took a deep breath, bring your hand to his lips while tears filled your eyes. He’s never opened up to you about Jujutsu High like this. You never asked or expected him to, not wanting to bring up any bad memories. “Ken, I’m so sorry..”

He shook his head, giving you a smile. “He was such a good kid. Always smiling, trying to brighten up everyone’s day. He was the last person that deserved that.”

Sitting up, you looked him in the eye. “None of you deserved that. They shouldn’t have sent a child, to retrieve another child’s body. You deserved better.”

He smiled and nodded, caressing your body as you settled back into him, a kiss placed upon your head. “And I’ve been blessed with it.”

The fourth Valentine’s Day was spent in your living room, your newborn babygirl, Yumi, laying in her bouncer while you sat on the couch and Nanami plated your dinner. You cooed at Yumi as her wide eyes looked around, taking everything in.

Shoko got her promise. You came from your honeymoon, finding out you were pregnant a month later. Yumi was born in early December, a safe and easy delivery. Nanami was so excited, eyes wet at the sight of his daughter as he held her. He thanked you countless times, still doing it when he felt the need.

You sat back as Nanami entered the room, setting the plates down on the table, a bottle also tucked in his arm and a baby towel on his shoulder. He scooped Yumi up with a smile. “Come on, pretty girl.”

Yumi cooed as smiled at her, settling beside you on the couch to feed her. You smiled at the sight, Nanami meeting your eyes. “Eat darling, it’s your favorite.”

You picked up your plate, taking a bite as Yumi slurped her bottle down. “I can burp her while you eat.”

He shook his head, adjusting her bottle. “Nonsense, finish your food sweetheart. I got her.”

It warmed your heart to have such a caring and loving husband like Nanami. Even before Yumi was born, he made sure to take care of you like this. It was everything and more you could’ve asked for from a husband.

He moved her to his shoulder, burping her as he took a deep breath. “I have to go on a mission tomorrow.”

Sitting your plate on the table, you sighed and took his hand. Mission had been coming up a lot recently, something neither of you were happy about. You didn’t say anything, as there was nothing you could say. Nanami could say no, but he wouldn’t. Not if he could save lives and help people.

You knew Nanami was strong, but you were also worried. Curse related deaths had been happening a lot recently. Before maternity leave, you felt like you were calling Shoko with a new case everyday. And the deaths were brutal, not even needing to be examined by you to know they weren’t caused by another human.

Noticing Yumi had fallen asleep after being burped, you gently grabbed her from Nanami’s arms, beckoning towards his own plate. Smiling, he grabbed the plate as he watched you adjust Yumi in your arms.

Taking in that sight, Nanami promised himself he would always come back to you and Yumi. He would never leave the two of you alone, swearing to always protect you.

But this promise stayed to himself, as he couldn’t bring himself to break a promise to you, if the worse were to ever happen.

The fifth Valentine’s Day took place in a local kids restaurant, an indoor playground for Yumi. You wanted to celebrate with a picnic but the weather wouldn’t allow that.

Yumi munched on pizza from a highchair, Nanami across from you smiling at the young girl. She was one now, celebrated before Christmas. Shoko went all out throwing together a first birthday party, Gojo helping. You and Nanami let them, happy you were lucky enough to have people care so much about your baby.

“Papa, play!” Nanami wiped Yumi’s face and hands before bringing her to the play area, helping her climb and slide, watching as she waddled around.

You watched from the table, a smile on your face. Five years since you’d met such an amazing man. A man that has changed your life for the better. Who has told you the same many times.

You never expected to get married, or even meet someone. You were so invested in your work that you felt like you didn’t have time for such things. But meeting Nanami, it opened not only your eyes, but your soul to so much. You would never regret it.

Your head snapped up at Yumi’s call, smile widening and walking over to the play area. Nanami had her in his arms, big smiles on both of their faces. You all played a little longer until she yawned, realizing it was time to leave. Once all of your jackets were on, you began the walk home, Yumi asleep on Nanami’s shoulder, your arm around his other arm.

“We should take a trip this summer.”

You hummed, nodding. “I agree. Where were you thinking?”

He smiled, glancing at Yumi’s sleeping form and back to you. “I’m thinking the beach, maybe Malaysia. Get our minds off of everything here. And I think Yumi would enjoy it.”

You smiled, nudging your head into his arm as you continued walking. “I think she would love that.”

Two days after Halloween is when someone finally reaches out to you. Not that you had planned on taking Yumi trick or treating, but you were upset that Nanami wouldn’t be here to celebrate with you both. The had an important mission in Shibuya, needing every possible sorcerer.

You had a deep gut feeling, especially when Nanami wasn’t back by the next morning. He wasn’t answering his phone, neither was Shoko. It made you sick, not knowing what was going on and hearing Yumi ask where her papa was.

You opened the door slightly, knowing it wasn’t Nanami. Nanami would’ve just walked straight in, holding you in his arms, smiling at Yumi.

No, it was Shoko, and Itadori, one of the students from Jujutsu High that Nanami introduced you to one night. He was a good kid, super nice and he played with Yumi. Opening the door further, you could see the stitches in his face and the look on Shoko’s face. “Itadori, Shoko.”

Shoko gave you a small, forced smile. “Y/n. Can we come in?”

Opening the door further, you allowed them in, guiding them to the living room. You sat in a chair, across from the couch they sat on. You glanced towards the hall leading to Yumi’s room before giving your attention back to your visitors.

“This isn’t easy.” Shoko wouldn’t look at you, refusing to. Your hands began to tremble in your lap as your fingers played with the wedding bands, already knowing what was coming. Taking a deep breath, you nodded.

“He’s dead, isn’t he?” Itadori’s sad eyes met yours, gulping down his feelings before nodding. Your lip trembled, hand moving to cover your mouth as a shaky exhale came out. “How?”

“Y/n, you don’t want those kind of detai-“

“I said, how, Shoko.”

She glanced at Itadori who hasn’t taken his eyes off of you. The shame he felt was tremendous, feeling the need to take the blame. His own hands started shaking, recalling the events. “When I saw him, when he came to help me, he was already burned bad. Half of his body.” You nodded along, hanging on to every word. “He was fighting these transfigured curses until the main curse, killed him.”

Tears silently fell down your cheeks, taking deep breaths as it became harder to breathe. “Where-um, where is his body?”

“I’m sorry.” Itadori sprung up from the couch, leaving the room and slamming the front door shut. You jumped at the bang, more tears falling. You couldn’t blame him. He was a child, watching what happened to someone who mentored him. Who helped him.

Shoko sighed, finally looking at you, tears rimming her own eyes. “There isn’t a body, Y/n.”

A sob escaped your mouth, your hand quick to try and cover it.

Oh god.

Oh, god.

This was actually happening. Something that you only had nightmares about had come to life. Your husband was gone.

No.

No. Not gone.

Gone would insinuate that he left on his own free will. That he had ran away or gotten lost.

No. Your husband wasn’t gone.

Yumi’s father wasn’t gone.

Kento was dead. 

He was dead. He wasn’t coming back. You didn’t even have a body. Everything was dead.

Shoko caught you, guiding both of you to the floor as you screamed, holding you as her own tears fell. You couldn’t hold it in any longer. You couldn’t hold in the screams, or hold your body back from shaking on Shoko’s hold.

It hurt. It hurt so bad.

“Mama?” Shoko’s head snapped to the hall, seeing Yumi’s head lean out. She saw her eyes widen as Yumi took in your state. “Mama!”

She ran out, bypassing Shoko and launching herself into your arms, being held tighter than she ever had been. Yumi moved her head to look at your face, tiny hands coming up to wipe your tears. “Mama sad.” More tears fell as she looked at you, looking just like Nanami. Her blonde hair, hazel eyes, smiling cheeks. “Papa home soon, no sad mama.” You and Shoko cried harder, Yumi burying her head into your chest.

A while later, Yumi was asleep on the couch, Shoko had left, and you were drinking tea in a dim lit kitchen. Nanami had left you a note, entrusting Shoko with it, as well as his wedding ring. You admired the ring, staring as you moved it around the counter.

You had no tears left to cry. Your face was red and swollen, throat sore and eyes itchy. Shoko excused herself to find Itadori, as he never came back. You asked Shoko to tell him that you didn’t blame him, that it wasn’t his fault.

Eyeing the letter, you took a deep breath before opening it, seeing two sheets of paper filled out. Opening the one with your name on it, you began reading.

Y/n,

I’m sorry, sweetheart. I know you’re hurting, and I hate that I am not there to take that pain away. I hate that, this time, I am the one who has caused the pain.

Please know, I am not leaving you with any regrets.

Our life together, the mornings and late nights we shared. The small arguments about nothing. Her small hand in mine. It was all more than I could have ever expected to have. You gave me a home that I didn’t have to earn through survival.

There’s something I haven’t told you, as it really only happened recently. Yumi has the ability to see curses, something I was hoping would skip her. I have left her a latter for when she’s older to try and explain things. Though, the decision to explore that part of her will be left up to you.

Please do not lie to Yumi. Don’t tell her I’m on a business trip and won’t be back for a long time. I do not want to give her false hope. That isn’t fair to her. Just make sure you tell her how much I loved her. That being her father was my greatest privilege.

As for you, do not live a life in denial about this. Please, carry on with yourself, raise our beautiful daughter to be as strong and brave as you are. You both deserve that.

Know, you were my calm in a life that rarely allowed any.

Take care of our daughter. Take care of yourself.

That is not a request.

-Ken

“Mama, we almost there!”

You smiled down at Yumi, holding her hand as you crossed the street. It was Valentine’s Day, 4 months after Halloween, being spent with your husband and now two year old daughter.

Opening the gates, she let go of your hand and ran to his grave, smiling at the stone. “Hi papa!”

You watched as she sat in front of it, babbling away about everything that happened in the last week. She placed a new drawing there, making sure it sat perfectly.

After a week, you found the words to tell Yumi the truth. You knew she would more questions in the future, as she’s only a baby now. You would be ready to answer those questions then. For now, you were grateful she understood enough.

You stood there as she spoke until she yawned, ready to go. “See you later, papa!”

Caressing her head, you leaned forward, kissing the stone with a sad smile.

“Bye Ken.”

[pillsatoru]

TITI ME PREGUNTO 𑣲 mult. jjk men

Auntie asks if you’ve gotten a boyfriend yet.  You respond with, “Yeah, something like that.” 

SUMMARY ⟢ every day of the week means having a new 'boyfriend', going from being with a frat boy to your own professor. "hoy tengo a uno, mañana otro, ey, pero no hay boda"

WARNINGS ₊⊹ TAGS : this fic includes frat gojo, emo choso, piercer geto, professor nanami, tutor higuruma, and plug sukuna. pussy smacking, public sex, riding, overstimulation, you get around, spitting, giving head, receiving head, you get what I mean.

. art by @thatsallitchief

FRAT GOJO - MONDAY

Weekends are for parties.

Weekdays are for planning parties.

With the exception of Monday. Monday is for fucking.

"Oh fuck!" Satoru moaned out, loudly, mind you. Rough hands leaving indents on your thighs, spreading them further out just to slam harder into you. "Pretty fucking pussy, my god."

It was the morning after a hook up you two had - in hopes of getting away from the lame party.

They picked out a boring theme. Night in New York. As if they haven't reused that like twelve times already.

To make matters worse, there were girls who weren't you trying to hit on him, complimenting his muscles and trying to get into his pants.

Anyways, it takes two to tango, so, you ended up fucking all night until morning.

"R-right there!" Your voice was barely recognizable, all messed up from the amount of times he's throat fucked you by now. Not to mention your loud ass moaning that could be heard over the music.

Satoru held onto the headboard that was slamming against his wall, leaving a dent behind. "Here sweet thing?"

You nodded - whimpering underneath his muscular frame.

His cock thrusted easily in and out of you now that your hole was all stretched out and used to his size.

"Gonna cum again?" He asked while already knowing the answer.

Something about drawing six orgasms out of you just fueled his ego. He was the only one who made you feel this good. Right?

You gasped, bucking your hips upwards when you came. Satoru didn't stop his movements, already heading for round seven. Or eight. He couldn't remember.

"Addicted to this cunt, just listen to her."

It was loud, squelching at every movement. If you weren't so fucked out you might have cringed.

"Can't.. s'too much!" Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, eyebrows knitting in exhaustion and pleasure. "Toru!"

Satoru ignored your pleas, dragging you closer to him, wrapping his meaty arms around your waist. His lips traveled over your cheeks before landing on your lips, swallowing every sound.

"You can take it one more time."

Your abused hole was begging for a break. But part of you didn't really want one. His cock was just too good.

"Ruined my bedsheets.." He murmured, staring down where the pool of mixed juices was. "Messy, messy girl."

You struggled to form a sentence, opting to just continue whining.

His dick twitched in you in warning.

"Gonna.. gonna cum in ya, alright?" Satoru asked, voice husky, almost as if he hasn't even bothered pulling out at all.

"Yes, yes please!"

Your nails dragged down his back, leaving behind marks that would take days to heal. Marks he would show off proudly.

He pumps a few more times, spilling into you. He finally removed his cock out of you.

His thick seed made its way out of your cunt, dripping down. "Can't have you wasting this. It's holy." With two fingers, he pushed back in his cum, humming in satisfaction.

"Thank you for this." Satoru smiled softly, leaning down to kiss his favorite girl one last time.

A knock could be heard on the door.

"Yo! Are you guys done? Need some help cleaning downstairs!" A voice that belonged to one of his frat bros called out.

How embarrassing.

EMO CHOSO - TUESDAY

"H-hey, you're here." Choso's voice trembled. It wasn't every day a goddess like you showed up outside his door asking him of all people to help you learn how to play the guitar, He opened the door wider, allowing you to enter.

There were guitars scattered on the floor, a piano tucked away, and a drums set. Every wall was covered with posters from bands with names you didn't;t even know how to pronounce.

"I just can't get the hang of it." You explained. "I feel like I'm even holding it wrong."

You've been coming in almost every week to get some private lessons from him. Choso being the pervert he was, had no shame in looking you up and down, taking notice of the skirt that was way too short.

"I'm sure you aren't." He reassured with an awkward chuckle. "Please, sit."

He pointed to an empty seat.

Your thighs doubled in size when you sat down, positioning your guitar comfortably. He gulped.

"S-so remember, every string has it's own letter."

He pulled another chair towards you, sitting down closely so he could explain. The tatted boy, apart from being terribly shy, was actually a good teacher.

"They're ordered from thickest to lowest.. see? You'll need to harden your calluses so you can play comfortably. You've got soft hands so um.. it's going to hurt at first."

You nodded, looking down at your instrument.

Up close, Choso was able to take a whiff of your perfume. God you even smelled like sin.

"Choso? Is everything okay?" You noticed the pink blush overtaking his cheeks and the way his leg bounced up and down.

"Me? Yeah, yeah I'm fine." His eyes flicked down to your lips.

"You sure?" Your voice lowered into a soft whisper. Choso gulped,, licking his own lips, the taste of metal from his piercings snapping him back to reality.

"I..I don't know."

His dick was hardening in his pants, becoming very visible. A choked gasp escaped him when your manicured hand reached to squeeze at the bulge.

"Oh my god!" He jolts up, holding onto his chair.

How cute is he.

"Can I roughen my calluses by giving you a handjob?"

It wasn't long before his twitching length was in your hand, tip leaking with pre.

"Did this hurt?" You asked, rubbing your thumb over the piercing on his tip.

"No- I mean, yes, sort of." He moaned out. Of course it hurt like hell. But he wasn't about to admit that in front of you.

You gently squeezed him, enjoying the way he trembled at every sudden touch. "And your face tattoo?"

"Yeah." He whimpered. "Hurt."

His bottom lip was tucked in between his teeth, hissing as your hand moved frantically. His shoulder length hair stuck to his neck now.

"You're so big.." You coo'ed. He was slightly smaller than Gojo in length aspect, but he was way thicker. No way was he ever going to fit inside you, so a handjob should suffice.

Choso slapped a hand over his mouth, fighting back any moan that wanted to come out. "Thank you.." His voice was now muffled.

You chuckled, moving down to the floor in between his legs. His tip slapped over your tongue before being sucked in.

In a rush of adrenaline, Choso's hand tangled itself behind your head, forcing you down to take all of him.

You moaned, looking up at him wondering where this emo gained the sudden confidence.

"Please.. don't stop!"

No girl would ever bat his eye towards him. Maybe he'd get complimented by one while at work here and there, but none would make any advances.

You gagged around him violently. Why the hell was he so thick.

Choso threw his head back, bucking his hips up. "Please, please, fuck, I'm gonna..!" He hiccuped, shooting out his seed down your throat. His hand didn't let go of you, forcing every single last drop to be swallowed up.

With one final kiss to the tip, you pulled away, smiling softly up at the panting boy.

"Great practice."

PIERCER GETO - WEDNESDAY

The bell placed over the door dinged, announcing your presence.

Geto looked up from where he was, behind his desk organizing his cabinets. "Hey gorgeous." The place was empty save for one of his coworkers who was packing up for their lunch break.

"Hi Sugu, m'here for my check up."

He nodded, standing up with a grunt. "Alright darling, come on over to the back. Let me check ya out."

Out of impulse, you pierced your nipples a couple weeks back. You'd do check ups to make sure your healing process was going well with no infections suddenly appearing.

A feral grin made its way onto his face when you pulled your shirt over your head, pretty tits out on display for him.

"Looking great." He moved closer to squeeze at the fat, thumb flickering your nipples, causing you to hiss.

"Ah, that's not good." He looked at you with lust in his eyes.

This was your favorite part. He'd notice you still in pain and he wouldn't waste a second to begin licking your breasts in hopes to lessen the irritation.

"Mm," Geto moaned with a mouthful of you. He teasingly bit at your bud, tugging at it, causing you to whine in pain. "Sorry pretty, you just got really fuckin' nice tits. All thanks to me, right?"

He was the one who pierced them after all.

You watched him drag his tongue over the piercings, sucking on it like a baby wanting to be breastfed. Your hands were on his shoulders for support.

"Look at you.. bet you're all wet now." To prove his claim, his hand slipped under your skirt, rubbing you through your panties. Sure enough, you were dripping. "You got this horny from me kissing your tits?"

"Shut up.." You groaned.

He only grinned again at that. "No need to be mad baby. I like knowing I make you feel this way."

His tongue was on you again, grunting loudly. "Love my girls."

You were beginning to feel light headed, letting out soft sounds here and there.

Geto pulled away to undo his belt, throwing it somewhere on the ground. His pants and briefs were pushed down to his knees, exposing his fully hard cock that barely stood up.

Just like Choso, he had a piercing right at the tip.

He led his cock to be in the middle of your tits, not before smacking each of them playfully. "Go on."

You bit the inside of your cheek, moving your hands to squeeze them around his length. Geto moaned seeing how obedient you were. You moved your chest up and down, giving him a nice tit job.

The strokes were beginning to get sloppy as you got tired, so he helped you out, fucking your tits like it was a pussy.

Whispering, "That's a good girl." He praised, knowing what it did to you.

He rubbed your piercings one last time before they got covered with his cum. Some landed on your face, making him chuckle.

"Sorry about that." He cleaned you up with a few tissues he had laying around. "So, I was thinking we could maybe give ya a Christina?"

PROFESSOR NANAMI - THURSDAY

"Forgot how good you tasted, sweetheart." Your professor moaned, kissing softly at your clit, dragging his tongue down to your entrance.

You were laid out on his desk, pants completely discarded and panties ripped in the middle. He promised he'd buy you more pairs anyways. "Sir.." Your eyes fluttered shut.

No one ate you out as delicious as Mr. Nanami.

It began when you begged him for extra credit in his class, which only led to one option. Sex.

His glasses were placed on top of his head, not wanting them to fog up.

"You can call me Ken.. no need for formalities."

"Feels disrespectful." You squirmed when two fingers entered your soaking folds, scissoring their way inside.

"Being this beautiful should be disrespectful to every girl, baby." He kissed your clit again, sniffing at your arousal.

You blushed at the way your slickness decorated his lower face, making it glisten under the classroom's light.

"Your test scores have been going up. That tutor of yours is doing a good job..I'm proud of you." He praised.

You scooted closer to him, a silent way of asking for him to eat you out again. He tsk'ed at your impatience.

"Baby.." He pulled out his fingers, spitting right at your entrance. "Already tasted you."

"Need more.." You begged.

With a sigh, he dipped his head back down, slurping up your juices.

STREET RACER TOJI - FRIDAY

You watched in awe as every car rushed to beat one another. 

Illegal car racing, what better way to spend your Friday night? 

To your side sat your best friend who wasn’t as interested as you were. 

“I only came for the hot racers to be honest.” She sighed, clicking away at her phone. Your eyes adverted back to the road when the announcer yelled into the microphone. 

“Andddd Fushiguro takes the lead!” 

You stared closely. He was fast. In more ways than one. 

So it wasn’t a surprise when he was declared to be the winner a few minutes later. Toji got out of his beat up car, scarred up from previous races. 

His bangs were sticking to his forehead from the thin layer of sweat. You immediately caught his eye. No way could he ever miss those pretty eyes looking at him amongst the crowd. 

“Thought you wouldn’t show up today, doll.” 

“I only missed last week because my parents didn’t let me escape their stupid dinner.” You mumbled, crossing your arms over your chest which only pushed it up. 

And of course, he took notice. 

It took every bone in his body not to slam you over the roof of his car to fuck you in front of everyone.

“Pretty thing like you stands out in a place like this.” 

“I know.. you tell me that every time.” You rolled your eyes.

His calloused hands reached to hold onto your hips, bringing you closer with a smirk etched on his lips. "Being a brat are ya." He whispered.

"Maybe.." You leaned in closer feeling him biting at your earlobe. His body warmth embraced you, protecting you from the night's weather.

“Wanna go for a ride?” 

With Toji, a ride meant two things. 

He’ll drive you around town before taking you home. 

He’ll drive you around town while you ride him before taking you home. 

It’s always the latter. 

You’re biting back whimpers as you humped him, feeling his tip graze your g-spot but not fully reaching it. 

“Come on baby, you can take all of it.” Toji encouraged you, pushing you down with one hand while the other maintained itself on the wheel. 

He planted a firm spam on your ass, squeezing at it. 

“Bounce on it.” He ordered.

Your legs felt wobbly when you pulled yourself up, his dick almost slipping out, before slamming back down. 

"I can't!" You said frustrated.

He grunted, pearly whites biting at his bottom lip. Your walls tightened around him, fluttering at every thrust. 

“You just did, atta girl.”

His pubes were starting to get drenched with your slickness. “Yer fucking messy.” He said, but he wasn’t complaining. Not when he was poking at your womb, even being visible from the outside.

"Pick up the pace, we're almost at your house."

He loved when you got all cock drunk, babbling on and on about how you couldn’t fit all of him but somehow managing to at the end. 

You dug your face in the crook of his neck, feeling his stubble tickle you. "Please.. help me."

With a sigh, Toji pulled over, parking behind a building.

"Dumb girl can't do anything herself."

TUTOR HIGURUMA - SATURDAY

"Gotta stay quiet- fuck, shh.."

"Hiro.." You moaned quietly, holding onto the desk as he slowly thrusted. Fucking in a library, a place where you're meant to be quiet, wasn't the brightest idea.

"Shhh," He repeated. "Don't make me cover your mouth."

Warm tears were flowing over your cheeks. He was going way too slow!

Higuruma was struggling to keep quiet as well. Your cunt was too warm , it was impossible not to fuck you stupid.

What was supposed to be a study night turned into this. It always did.

"Finish your homework, C'mon." He leaned over to point at the paragraph you haven't read yet. "Make sure to highlight any key points." His hand circled around your throat, picking up your head from the table.

Your mouth fell open, already needing to have your release. You knew he wasn't going to allow that to happen if you didn't finish your work though, so you got to highlighting. Or at least tried to.

It was hard to draw a straight line when you were getting your back blown out.

His balls slapped lightly at your ass with every roll of his hips he gave.

"Did you get looser?" He asked, taking notice of how easily he thrusted. You whimpered, making you receive an ass squeeze from him in warning. "Think so.."

You're concerned a person might walk to the area you two were hidden in. How would they react to two students fucking in a public space like this.

Spurts of cum filled up your womb.

"Hiro-"

"Don't even try asking. Finish your work then I'll let you cum."

"You're so unfair."

He placed a foot on the chair, giving him the ability to fuck you just right. "Unfair?"

Your eyes fluttered shut when he became rougher.

"Finish. Your. Work."

PLUG SUKUNA - SUNDAY

At the end of the week, you're just so exhausted. All you can think about is hitting a big fat blunt.

Sukuna was one phone call away.

You called him over when you finally had the place to yourself, waiting patiently by the window, seeing a familiar car pull up.

"Finally, took you forever."

"You're not my only client, sweet cheeks."

You rolled your eyes, snatching the bag from his hands.

"Uh-uh, pay up, shit aint free."

"Seriously? I've been a loyal customer for forever kuna!" You whined. "Can't you just give me this one free of cost? I'll pay you extra next time!"

"That's what you said last time, and the time before."

You pouted. "Kuna.."

He gave you a stern look before adhering his gaze to your shirt who wasn't doing a well job at hiding your nipple piercings.

"You could always pay me some other way."

Out of all the people you've slept with, Sukuna takes it with his monster dick.

"Oh my god!" You screamed into your pillow. His hands fully wrapped around your waist, angling you up just to his liking.

"Fuck you hear that?" He asked, nodding to the way your pussy was squelching. Sukuna laughed, letting go of your waist with one hand to smack at your cunt.

"Kuna!" You whined.

"Fuckin' shut up, shit." He panted, feeling your gummy walls flutter around him with every spank he gave.

Your thighs were shaking violently. How could they not when he was fucking your guts like an animal.

Sukuna was in a trance with the way your bouncing tits looked. The piercings were doing things to him.

His breathing was ragged now, the thin sheen of sweat glistened on his brow. He leaned down again enough to feel heat radiating from him. "You owe me." His lips began to leave open mouthed kisses along your neck.

While he fucked you into oblivion, you thought back to what your auntie asked you. Then you thought back to every single day of the week.

Yeah, you'd say you've had boyfriends.

[fawtyy]

suguru geto asking you to be his valentine

mdni, 18+

Suguru had stared into his drink while sitting at the bar, waiting for Gojo to get there. Looking around, he saw many young couples, giving eachother flowers or cards. It made him smile, thinking of you back at home.

“Bourbon please.” Looking up, Gojo took the seat beside him, ordering his drink. “Sorry I’m at late, was picking up some things for Valentines Day.”

“No worries.” Suguru waved his friends apology off. Taking another sip, he set his drink down. “What did you get her?”

Gojo shrugged, taking a sip of his drink, recently placed in front of him. “Just some flowers and a card. We’re taking a trip so that’ll be a bit more decked out.” Looking at Suguru, Gojo raised a brow behind his shades. “What are you getting y/n?”

The question made Suguru sigh, almost not wanting to answer. In all honesty, he had forgotten about the holiday this month. Meetings after meetings, work had been hard for the both of you. And now you were taking a shift that for a co-worker so she could be with her kids.

‘Oh, we can just order in, watch a movie or something. I shouldn’t be there too late.’ That was your answer when he asked what you would want to do.

“I’m not sure. There’s a lot going on and I haven’t had a lot of time to get anything.” Suguru took another sip of drink while Gojo nodded. “On top of that, she has to work. Said we could just order in.”

That part made Gojo huff a laugh, bringing his drink to his lips. “Come on, Suguru, you know how women work. They say they don’t want anything, but it’s all a trick, to keep you on your toes.”

A chuckle escaped Sugurus lips, nodding his head. “Yes, I remember you learning that the hard way.”

“Yeah, and I’ll never forget it.”

They both cheers to that, finishing off their drinks and paying their tabs. Leaving together, Gojo hit Sugurus shoulder, giving him a smile. “Just do something memorable, make her happy.”

Suguru stayed up late that night, not able to sleep. He watched you sleep, curled into him as he caressed your back. You’d been together a few years now, the relationship falling into a steady flow of things. He was much more of a romantic the first few Valentines Days but the enthusiasm had dropped the last two years or so. A card and flowers was enough to keep you happy.

He would be changing that.

The next morning, you kissed him goodbye, a promise to see him later. Suguru had until 9 tonight to get everything ready. He spent the day decorating the apartment, making everything perfect for when you would return.

Dragging your feet through the halls, you made your way home. You were tired, wanting nothing more than a hot bath with some wine and a back massage. A card was held in your hand, a last minute buy on your way home. It had unfortunately put you behind about thirty minutes with how busy the store was.

Unlocking the door, the slipped your shoes and jacket off. “Suguru, I’m home! I’m sorry I’m late, it’s so crowd-“

Turning away from the door, you gasped at the sight. The apartment was dark, candles lit everywhere and rose petals lining the path to the bedroom. As you walked back, pictures of you and Suguru were taped to the walls, showing your relationship blossoming throughout the years.

Opening the bedroom door, you saw more candles around the room, petals littered over the bed with a card on your bedside table. Setting Sugurus card down, you picked his up, opening it.

‘Happy Valentine’s Day, my love. Be mine?’

You gasped as arms wrapped around, Sugurus face laying on your shoulder. “Suguru, this is-“

“Do you like it?” He was beyond nervous. He knew you would like it, but it didn’t make him any less nervous.

Turning in his arms, he held your waist while your arms went around his neck. “Like it? Honey, I love it.” His head dipped, kissing you deeply.

“That’s good, I’m glad.” He pulled your blouse over your head, stopping your hands when you went to unzip your skirt. “No, please, allow me.”

He was patient in his movements, admiring your body as he removed every piece of clothing. The way he touched your skin, staring at you, made your cheeks flush deeply. He caressed your shoulders as he unbuttoned and pulled your bra off, pressing kisses into your neck and down. He pulled your panty hose and panties down, on his knees in front of you. The sight made your breathing pick up, meeting Sugurus eye contact as he began kissing around your thighs.

“Oh Sugu, please…”

He kissed around your waist line, peering up at you. “Please what, baby? Use your words for me.”

Your hand rested on top of his head. “Please touch me.”

He guided a leg over his shoulder, seeing how you were already dipping for him. Immediately, his mouth was on your mound, licking through your folds. It wasn’t rushed, his tongue working his way around while sucking. You began slightly grinding on his face, an action immediately stopped when his large hand came down on your ass, his shaking.

Your moans were music to his ears, one hand kneading the thickness of your ass, the other coming under you to insert a finger. “O-oh, oh my gosh…”

He added a second, going in and out of your tight hole. No matter how many times he bullied his huge cock into you, you never got looser. Pulling his mouth away, he leaned his face on your thigh, while curling his fingers in you. “Sugu, pl-please, I wanna cum…”

He cooed at you, removing his fingers as you whined. “Not yet, darling.”

Standing, he guided your body to the bed, laying you down. Pulling shirt off, you admired his body in the shadow of the candles. Leaning down, he kissed up your abdomen, stopping to lick and suck at your nipples. You tried pulling his head up, wanting nothing more than to kiss him. He took both of your hands, holding them in one of his and holding them above your head. He sucked at your chest and neck, nipping at the skin and leaving dark marks. You gasped at each one, the pain turning to pleasure.

He finally made his way back to your mouth, kissing you deeply, tongue not even having to fight for dominance. Suguru crowded you, he was so big. You were tiny compared to him. And he knew that.

Pulling away, he pushed himself back up, smiling at the whine leaving your lips. Pushing his pants down, he stepped in front of you on the bed, caressing your legs. Looking down, you saw how big he was. It was nothing new, you had sex plenty of times.

But something about this had you nervous. His aching cock and that hungry look in his eyes. It had your hand going over his as he held your cheek, the other wrapping your legs around his waist. He nodded at you, pushing the head of his cock between your folds before beginning to push his way in.

He loved the way you gasped for him, a moan coming out as he pushed further. You didn’t know what it was but he felt bigger. It was insane how full you felt right now and he wasn’t even done. As he bottomed out, a low moan came from his lips.

“So fucking tight…” He pulled back, slamming right back into you, a sharp moan leaving your throat.

“Fuck Sugu!” He leaned down, covering your body with his as he moved at steady pace. “Jus-just like that…”

“I know baby, I know..” He breathed in your ear, small kisses and teeth nipping at the lobe, make you squeeze around him. “You’re doing so good for me… so fucking good..”

His pace picked up as stood, taking your legs and putting your ankles on his shoulders, hitting at a new angle. You were a moaning mess from it, your own fingers pulling and twisting at your nipples. You were already close, both of you knew it.

Before you knew it, he pulled out a whine of his name leaving your mouth before you flipped you over, pushing your face into the bed, immediately pushing back into you. Your hands gripped the blanket beneath you, hips moving back to meeting his own. His hand was gripped in your hair, pulling at it to pull your back flush against his chest.

“You like this baby? Like getting fucked like this? Huh?” Your head nodded while moans and cries fell from your lips, the smirk on his face growing. “Nuh uh, use your fucking words.”

Suguru was always soft with you, always gentle. Except when you were having intense sex, becoming completely dominant. Something you loved.

“Yes Suguru! I lo-love the way you fuck me!”

One of his biceps wrapped around your neck, pulling you even more to him, while his other hand with to your folds, rubbing on your clit. “Good girl, you’re always so good..” Tears built up as he picked up his pace, his movements becoming slight sloppy. He was almost there, you both knew it. “Cum for me baby…”

You came hard, slightly drooping his arms, Suguru quickly tightening his grip to hold you up. With a low groan, he came right after, filling you up with his warm seed. Breathing deeply in your neck, he pulls out slowly, his and your mixed juices falling out. Suguru took two fingers, pushing it back in, causing your body to jolt.

“I got you, darling. I’m right here.” He helped lay your body down on the bed, seeing your fucked out and tear streaked face. He loved it. Loved seeing what he did to you. He crouched down, moving your hair from your face and kissing your lips. “Happy Valentines Day.”

You smiled up at him, pushing a strand of his hair behind his ear. “Best Valentines ever.”

[fawtyy]

choso loves getting high and pussydrunk

mdni, 18+

The music from party played loudly, rocking the floors and walls while the bass played. You didn’t usually come to parties, but finals were over and Shoko convinced you to take a well deserved break.

The house smelled strongly of weed with a tinge of alcohol. Shoko held your hand as she guided you to the living room, the rest of your friends coming into view. Gojo was sat on one end of the couch, Geto in the floor leaning against said couch. Sukuna sat in a chair, his hood over his head and Choso was sat on the other end of the couch.

Shoko sat beside Geto in the floor, taking the blunt while you sat beside Choso, watching him roll another one, leaning your head on his arm.

You met Choso your sophomore year through Sukuna. He became your new plug and occasional hook up. You became close but didn’t really put a label on it.

He glanced at you while licking the wrap, sticking it together before lighting it up, passing it to you and leaning back on the couch, pulling you with him. His arm wrapped around you while blowing the smoke out.

You glanced at Sukuna, seeing the bottle of dark liquor in his hand, occasionally taking a gulp. You went to pass the blunt to him before Choso guided your hand to Gojo, shaking his head. “Don’t give that to him, he’s already fucked up. Mei left him-“

“Don’t bring up that bitches name.” You watched Sukuna taking another sip, holding in your giggle. “All these women are the same.”

Gojo and Geto laugh, passing the blunt between eachother while you shake your head. “You’ll find someone, Kuna, she wasn’t worth it.”

The way he looks at you has Choso holding you tighter, causing him to scoff. “Whatever.”

The blunt came back to you, taking a deep hit and blowing it in his face. He smiled down at you, taking the blunt and getting close to your lips without touching them, blowing the smoke right in your mouth.

You heard gagging from Shoko and Gojo, ignoring the ‘get a room’ comments. Choso looked down at you, an amused smile on his lips and his eyes already drooping. “Well?”

And that’s how you found yourself in the hall bathroom, pants and panties thrown in the floor with Choso’s beanie. You were on the counter, legs hooked around Choso’s shoulders as he devoured your pussy.

Everytime Choso smoked, it led to this. Not that you were complaining, but he just didn’t know when to stop. “Cho, baby, slow down..”

“I can’t, y/n, she just keeps asking for more…” His tongue ring kept hitting your clit as he went up and down, sucking and pulling at it. Your hands pulled at his hair, guiding him up and down. “Fuck baby, I need more.. please give it to me..”

Two of his fingers pumped in and out of you, your moans getting louder, head falling back against the mirror. He’d pull his fingers out once your juices started to slide down his wrist, licking it clean before doing it again.

You’d already came once, his mouth and chin covered in your juices. You could see his other hand palming himself through his jeans, something you wanted to help him take care of. But you knew he wouldn’t let you, not until you came at least another two times from his tongue.

“Ch-Choso, I’m cumming fuck!”

“Give it to me, baby, please…” You came once again on his face, chest heaving as he continued sucking and licking, your legs shaking and closing around his head. “That’s right baby, crush me with your thighs.”

Choso was a freak, something you quickly learned when you first started hooking up. You told him you’d try anything once, something he took to his advantage. Though the biggest thing with Choso, he was a munch. He would eat your pussy for hours if you’d let him. He would leave you so raw and sore just from his mouth. It was worse when he smoked.

Feeling his fingers curl and his teeth graze your clit, you cried out as you came again, Choso just slurping it up with no cares in the world. Before he could start again, you pulled him up and closed your legs, his sad eyes coming into play. “Cho, no more.”

He slid his hands up your thighs, forehead leaning against yours. “No wait, please, she needs more. She’s calling my name right now, begging me..”

You shook your head with a smile, hopping off the counter to put your pants on. “Choso, she’s exhausted.” Once your pants were on, he wrapped his arms around your shoulders, holding your face with his big hands.

“What if we went back to my place? That way you could just relax on the bed? You deserve it after you did so good on finals.” You smiled, pecking his lips, tasting yourself.

Before you could answer, the door busted open, Sukuna running to drop to the toilet and vomiting all of that liquor up. Your fave scrunched up at the sight, looking down as Choso sighed. His arm rested on the seat, head resting against his arm. “Fuck that bitch.”

Geto walked in behind him, shaking his head. “Mei walked in and he downed the bottle in one go.”

“Oh Kuna.” You walked closer, rubbing his back. Looking back at Choso, you pursed your lips. “We get him home and cleaned up first, and then we can.”

His narrowed eyes went from Sukuna, who started throwing up again, and back to you. Giving him a look, he rolled his eyes and nodded. “Fine, deal.”

Geto and Choso helped Sukuna get to Choso’s car, laying him down in the back. “You better not throw up in my car.”

Sukuna looked up at him, a blank look. “You better not fuck her while I’m in your car.”

Choso smirked, huffing out a laugh. Looking at you talking and saying goodbye to Shoko, he looked back down to Sukuna with a grin. “No promises.”

[fawtyy]

calling your mechanic neighbor, toji zenin, for help

mdni, 18+

“Hello?”

Your eyes closed tightly at the sound of his voice, knowing he was probably sleeping. And from the sound of the tv in the background, he was on the couch.

You had been invited out to a small get together with some friends from your school days. Some drinks and a bonfire in the backyard. It was nice after the last few months, until Gojo got too drunk and started arguing with Suguru. Vibes ruined, everyone left.

Though, when you were leaving, you noticed you had left the lights on. Your car still started so you figured it could make the thirty minutes home.

Wrong.

It had given out half way there, the battery light turning on and the car pulling to a stop. Now you were stranded on an old road, Toji being the only person you can call to help.

“If this is some drunk booty call, I’m not in the mood.”

You scoffed, the air forming a cloud from the cool night. “I need help.”

Some shuffling was heard like he had sat up. “What’s going on?”

Sighing, you lightly kicked at your tire. “Um, I think my battery died.”

Sounds from the other end paused before you could hear his chuckling. “Leave your lights on again?”

You huffed, pulling the phone from your ear before you ruined your chances of getting free help. “Can you please just come help me?”

Your teeth were clenched together, eyes clenched shut, and he still had the nerve to laugh again. You heard his door shut. “On my way, princess.”

You ended the call, sending him your location and throwing the phone in the car.

You and Toji Zenin had been neighbors for a few years now. You moved into the small house next to his after college. You met after your car wouldn’t start one morning and he helped you get it going. After that, you two talked more, especially since your car was a real piece of shit.

He would never accept any payment from you. ‘Just keep it baby, put it towards a new car’ is what he would tell you. When you eventually refused to not pay him, he asked you to just come inside and have a drink with him. Things led to more things and you had woken up, he arm holding you his chest, both of you bare naked. And a deep soreness between your legs.

You told yourself it wouldn’t happen again. Actually, you told him too. While you sat on his kitchen island, in his too big shirt, as he cooked you breakfast. He smirked as you rambled on, nodding like he was paying attention before his large hands pulled your thighs apart to stand between them, kissing on your neck and restarting.

That went on for a while. Almost two years actually, hooking up and hanging out. You were still in your mid twenties while Toji was in his forties. Though that wasn’t something that you cared about. He was nice to you and that’s all you cared about.

Until a phone call with your mom asking you if you had a boyfriend yet. You were silent as she asked started talking about having grandkids and a wedding. Something that Toji hadn’t done in the last two years was ask you out. It was just sex and hanging out.

So you cut it off with a simple text, ignoring the calls and texts after, never opening your door when he knocked. You’d ignore his gaze in the mornings when he was in his garage and you were leaving for work. You’d ignore his stare in the evenings while he sat on his porch, a beer in hand.

In his defense, you didn’t explain why you were calling it off. Didn’t tell him that you couldn’t continue on with whatever you two were doing with endgame in mind. In your defense, two years was a long time.

Your thoughts were cut off when the headlights of Toji tow truck pulled up, him hopping out and pulling a bag out. He looked you up and down as he walked up, eyes landing on your face, a tilt of his head. “Pop the hood, baby.” Rolling your eyes, you opened your door and bent down to pull the handle. Toji admired the way your leggings hugged your ass, smirking and walking to the front of the car. “Come hold the flashlight.”

He propped the hood up while you held the light over the battery. His arm would graze yours while hooking things up, shocks going through your body each time. The thing in his hand lit up, his eyes narrowed on it before he looked down at you. “How long was your light on for?”

You slightly shrugged, looking anywhere but his face. “I was at Gojo’s for a few hours, but I don’t think they were on before then.”

Toji’s jaw clenched at Gojos name. He hated Gojo, most of your friends actually. The few times they came over to your place to hang out, they were always loud, resulting in you getting a phone call from Toji. “Gojo’s huh? How about that.”

You scoffed, shaking your head. “Don’t even start, we were all hanging out before Shoko went on her trip.”

“Yeah, okay.” He unplugged his device from the battery, shutting the hood and looking down at you. “Well, your battery’s done for. You need a new one, I won’t even be able to charge this one.”

You handed him the flashlight while shaking your head, tears filling your eyes. You didn’t just need a new battery, you needed a new car. You were saving but rent just went up and it just wasn’t in the budget right now.

Toji watched as you wiped your eyes, feeling that soft feeling in his chest. Sighing, he grabbed his bag and crossed his arms. “I got a battery at the house, I’ll tow it home.”

You nodded and watched as he backed the truck up to start pulling your car up. Once he had everything strapped in, he went to the passenger side and opened the door for you. As you were climbing up, he grabbed your hips to push you in, a yelp leaving your mouth as he shut the door. He climbed into the drivers side and turned the heat on, noticing how much you were shivering.

He sat there a while, staring out the windshield. You eventually looked at him, confused. “What are we waiting for?”

He huffed out a laugh, sighing before looking at you with a raised brow. “Waiting for you to tell me why you cut me off.”

Your jaw opened while your eyes widened. “Oh my god, I’ll call someone else.” He locked the doors when he saw your hand reach for the handle. “Really Toji?!”

“Yeah really. You cut me off after almost two years with no explanation and then call me for help like nothing happened? You owe me for all the times I saved your ass, including now, so tell me what the fuck happened.”

Leaning your head back, your eyes closed, hands clutched in your lap. Fuck it. “I needed something real, Toji. I’m getting closer to thirty and didn’t want to keep just fucking around!”

He scoffed, shaking his head. “First of all, you’re only twenty-five.” Seeing your glare, he shrugged. “What do you mean something real? We were real!”

Turning in the seat, you gave him a crazed look. “Toji, having sex and hanging out isn’t something real! I wanted a relationship, not just some sex in exchange for my car getting fixed.”

Toji was beyond confused. “What are you talking about? We were in a relationship.”

Your head was hurting. Bad.

“You never asked me out. You never said anything about us being together. Not even an ‘I love you’ unless you were cumming in me!” Your eyes were narrowed, regretting everything about this.

He stared at you, face stoned before grabbing your wrist and pulling you to his lap, ignoring your yelling and resists. Seating you right on his lap, he grabbed both wrists with one hand, using his other to hold your jaw in place while he stared at you. Your eyes were wide, chest heaving as pulled you in closer, gripping your jaw slightly tighter.

“If you thought what we had wasn’t real, you’re more dumb than your fucking friends.”

He crashed his lips to yours, you immediately responding. It was nasty. Tongues intertwining, teeth clashing, lips being bitten. Toji let your wrists go, grabbing your waist to pull you closer, as your hands went to his shoulders.

You started grinding on his cock, feeling it grow more and more beneath you. “Fuck baby… just like that..” His hands guided your hips, pulling you hard against him, as his lips started sucking on your neck.

“Toji wa-wait-“

His hands squeezed your hips, his teeth nipping at your neck. “I’ve been waiting 3 months baby, I’m not waiting no more.”

He pulled your shirt over your head, pulling your bra down so your breasts sat on top, his lips immediately attaching to a nipple. “Oh fuck To-Toji, just like, just like that!” Your hands pulled at his hair while he sucked, hard, at your titty, his other hand pulling at your other nipple.

His mouth let go with a pop, going straight to the other one while his hand started going lower, rubbing circles through your leggings on your cunt. Your head fell on his shoulders, your lips kissing and sucking at his neck, moans and gasps falling from your lips.

Toji pushed you back some, taking both hands and ripping your leggings from the crotch, making a large hole and showing your lacy panties. “Toji, what the fuck?!”

He pulled your panties to the side, plunging two fingers inside. “Damn, this wet for me already?” You gasped as just two of his fingers filled you up. You hadn’t been with anyone since you broke things off, and your fingers could never do Toji’s justice.

“Toji, ple-please!” There were frustrating tears building up, rolling down your cheeks while Toji just smiled.

“You don’t even know what you’re begging for baby. Tell me what you want, hmm?” His eyes widened when you grabbed his face with both hands, forehead leaning against his with your mouth hung open, a third finger being added in.

“I wa-want, fuckkk, Toji-“

“C’mon baby, you can do it.”

You watched as Toji pulled the front of his pants down, his large cock springing out. You almost drooled at the sight, seeing a drop of precum already coming from the head. “I want you in me.”

He smiled, pulling your face close to his. “Bingo.”

Toji lifted and lined you up before dropping you back down on his cock, all in one go. “Fuck!”

There was no stopping to get settled as he slammed you down on all 9 inches, both of your jaws dropping at the feeling. You were soaking wet and just soaking him in. Slapping your ass hard enough to leave a print, he smirked. “Get to work, baby.” Pulling your knees up, you being sliding up and down his cock the best the truck would allow you. Everytime you went down, it felt like you were being impaled by his dick. “Fuckkkk baby, just- god damn- just like that. I missed this pussy so much, missed you so much…”

Your arms around his neck tightened as he hooked his arms around your knees, hauling you up to fuck into you, bringing you down to meet him everytime. “Yes Toji! Ple- please, oh my god! Right there!”

“Don’t worry baby, you’re gonna get it.” True to his word, he was cumming you in less than a minute later, filling you to what felt like the brim, already knowing it was dripping out on his thighs.

Your body shook as you came right with him, gasping, desperate for air. His chest was heaving, pulling you to him and holding you there, cock beginning to soften inside of you. Pulling your face to his, he kissed you softly, brushing your hair back. “I love you, so much. I’m sorry for making you feel like I didn’t.”

Smiling, you nodded, lightly kissing his lips again. “I love you too, ji.”

Pulling himself out of you, he held you against his chest, driving home as you started falling asleep. Glancing down at you, he kissed your head smiling. “By the way, there’s nothing wrong with your battery. I charged it up before I loaded it up.”

Slapping his chest, he laughed while you rolled your eyes. “You’re unbelievable.”

“And you love it.”

tumblr deleted this twice so this sucks and I’m so sorry :/

[fawtyy]

toji zenin helps getting back at your cheating ex naoya zenin

mdni, 18+

This is not what was supposed to happen tonight.

You just planned on having a good night out since you dumped your cheating ex, catching him in bed with another woman, on your anniversary.

He didn’t care that he was caught, or that you were upset. He did, however, hate that you didn’t give him the crybaby theatrics so he could laugh in your face. It was a simple ‘fuck you’ and you were gone.

Shoko convinced you to come out with her tonight to a frat party. Though she seemingly forgot to mention it was Naoyas frat house throwing the party. Now she’s drunk, off somewhere in the house with Utahime, and you could see Naoya smirking at you from a corner, the same girl grinding on him to the music.

You knew what he wanted. For you to come crawling back, and you knew like hell that wasn’t happening. So, your eyes rolled and you turned away, only to find another Zenin right in front of you.

Toji Zenin was leaning his hip on the counter, large arms crossed over eachother as he looked down at you. You were a senior, and Toji had graduated last year. Though, him and his friend, Sukuna, still showed up to these things every now and then.

He raised a brow as he watched Naoya pull that girl upstairs, looking back down at you. “Thought that was your thing?”

Other than seeing him around school, you’d only met Toji one other time. The Zenin family was doing something and Naoya didn’t want to go alone. So, being the nice girlfriend you were just a few months ago, you offered to go with him. Though you learned rather quickly, just how cruel the Zenin family could be with their words.

Toji was there too, offering you glances after Naoya didn’t stand up for you. You wanted to leave him then but didn’t have the courage. Good thing he gave you that courage months later.

Watching the two of them sneak into a room, your eyes rolled again and you looked back to Toji. “Not anymore.”

He raised a brow, a knowing smirk coming on. “Oh really?”

The part where you said this wasn’t how the night was supposed to go? It came into play right about now.

Toji had you pushed against the wall, the tight skirt pushed around your hips and your leather tank top thrown somewhere in the random room. His massive cock was pushing into from behind, bullying your cervix while he fucked you against the wall.

The wall that connected to Naoyas room.

He had your arms locked around your back, his other hand bruising your hip as he pulled you back into him. “Fuck Toj-ji…”

He was grunting as he fucked you into the wall, his hand leaving your hip to pull and pinch at your nipples. “C’mon baby, you can be louder.”

You moaned as he kissed and sucked your neck, your hands pushing at his torso. It was too much. You’d never taken dick this big before. He was long but the girth? It stretched you so good.

His hand left your breast, going for your neck and pulled your back into his chest. He was breathing into your ear as he slammed into your cunt. “Let everyone in this house know who’s fucking you right now. Or are you too drunk on my cock to listen? Do I need to stop?”

You shook your head in his grasp. “Please Toji, no please, please don’t st-stop…”

Tears left your eyes and he grinned, licking them as they fell. He suddenly pulled out of you, causing instant panic. “No please! I’ll be louder, please-“

He turned you around, lifted you against the wall, and buried his cock back into you in one quick motion, bottoming out. Your head was back against the wall, mouth wide as you gasped, quickly moaning his name once he started his attack again.

His face was buried in your neck, littering kisses and bites while you could feel yourself getting close. “Touch her baby, help her out.”

You knew what he meant and quickly started rubbing circles into your clit, the friction building. “Toji please, I wanna cum, please Toji let me cum…”

He chuckled as he nodded, giving you the go ahead. You rubbed circles until you felt that heat release, cumming so hard your vision was fading. Toji laughed as you squirted across his abdomen, feeling it run down his thighs.

You were clamping down on him hard, especially since you were being fucked into overstimulation. Your body was jerking and tears running down your face until he finally grunted, his hips jerking and his hot, white seed filling up your abused cunt.

His forehead was against yours, both of you breathing heavily before he kissed your head, setting you down on your legs. They buckled under you, Toji catching you and holding you up. “Woah there.”

You found your balance and started to pull your skirt down, Toji pulling your tank top back over your head. There was a mirror in whoever’s room you were in, and you slightly gasped. Your neck and shoulders were covered in dark spots and bite marks, and your hair was a tangled mess.

Toji chuckled while walking up behind you, his leather jacket being slid onto your shoulders. “Even if you weren’t loud enough, they’re gonna know.”

You smiled as he kissed your cheek, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and walking out of the bedroom. The party was still in full swing, music banging as you both walked downstairs, straight to the front door. Feeling a burning sensation, you turned your head to Naoya glaring a hole into you, fists and jaw clenched. Toji followed your look, smirking and winking at his cousin before you both walked out the door.

His bike was parked across the street, the helmet sitting there. “So you want me to take you home or…”

You giggled, picking up his helmet. “How about your place?”

He smirked, holding your hand as you straddled the bike, buckling the helmet under your chin. “That’s fine with me, but I’m pretty sure Sukuna got bored and went home.”

You shrugged with low lids and a small smile. “The more the merrier.”

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[fawtyy]

modern!anakin skywalker x reader- serein

description: highschool au! in your senior year of highschool, you were paired with anakin skywalker, the “schools weirdo” for the end of year project. in this little time before the project is due, you get to know him and come to a deep realization.

warnings: some emotional abuse, drinking, cigarettes, obi-wan is very out of character.

part 1

•••

Hearing the horn beep outside, you looked over yourself in the mirror one more time before grabbing your bag. Winter break was over and it was time for your last semester of senior year. It was still cold out but your boyfriend insisted on the short skirt you were wearing.

Walking downstairs, you seen both of your parents as they were getting ready to leave for work. Your father worked at a construction sight as the building manager, and your mom worked as a nurse at the local hospital. They strived to make sure you and your younger brother lived a nice life, at whatever cost, but also made sure that you knew what it took for them to make it this far. You were taught to treat the CEO with the same respect you treat the janitor with.

Your mom walked to you, a big smile on her face as she landed a kiss on your cheek. “Have a great day back, only 5 months left.” Nodding, you bid them both a good day, grabbed an apple and walked to your boyfriend’s car parked on the street. “Put a jacket on!”

Obi-Wan Kenobi, or Ben because Obi-Wan was “too lame”, had been your boyfriend for a little over two years now. He was the quarterback for your high school, leading them to many championships. He was the most popular guy in the school. You only got close when you did track in freshman year, him noticing you for the first time. Over a year later, he asked you out and the rest has been history. “Hey baby.”

He gripped the side of your neck, pulling you close in and attacking your lips. You responded but quickly pulled back once he let go. “Don’t you look good today.” You smiled, looking out the window.

Another thing about Ben, he’s a total jerk. It didn’t become this bad until he was given the title of leading quarterback in his sophomore year. Though he’s always been spoiled. His dad was the CEO of a major computer company, which raked in more money than you can imagine. His mom stayed home and raised the kids though didn’t clean because they had maids. His younger siblings were the same way.

The ride to school was filled with him talking about all of the scholarships coming his way, how his coach made him angry, and the rap music blaring through his speakers. The most consistent thing you heard was his phone going off every few minutes with a new notification, from his “friends”.

Pulling into a parking spot, you both got out of the car, his friends already crowding around. They were mostly football players, their girlfriends latched to their arms. You smiled at them only to have them roll their eyes, continuing to rub on their mans and eye up Ben. It’s always been like this. Before you met Ben, you weren’t popular, you really don’t like to consider yourself that now. It was leggings and a hoodie or T-shirt everyday. Ben changed your entire wardrobe. Crop tops, short skirts and short, heels and all kinds of makeup. You didn’t wear everything he wanted you to, but just enough to keep him happy.

Ben walked over and grabbed your hand, pulling you with him inside. He was talking about his schedule when a shiver when down your spine. Turning your head, you seen Anakin Skywalker, someone who Ben calls an “emo bitch” standing at the school entrance. He was looking your way, casting his eyes down when you looked back. “Y/n, are you listening? What’s your first class?”

Snapping out of your daze, you looked at your paper. “Um, I’m sorry, science.” He cursed, looking at his own paper.

“Mine is history. Let me see your paper.” He snatched it from your hands as you looked back, watching Anakin walk past you with his friends. He met your eyes again, holding the stare this time before his friends pulled him away. “Damn, we barely have any classes together. I guess I can get some of the guys to keep an eye on you.”

That snapped you back. “Keep an eye on me?”

He smirked. “You know, making sure no one is eyeing you like you’re theirs. Keep ya safe.” Rolling your eyes, you took your paper back. The bell rang and he pulled you in for another kiss. “See ya later, babe.”

Sighing, you walked to the science class, putting a little pep in your step when the second bell rang. Walking in at the last minute, you looked around to find an empty table. Walking to one closer in the back, you set your stuff on the floor and sat down. The teacher hadn’t walked in yet but someone did.

Anakin Skywalker looked out of breath as he looked around. You heard some giggles and laughing, causing you to notice some of Ben’s friends in here. Watching Anakin roll his eyes, you both realized that your table was the only one that could fit another person. Walking back to it, he dropped his bag and sat in the chair beside you. You slightly side eyed him but looked forward as the teacher walked in.

“Good morning class, my name is Mr.Smith and I will be your anatomy teacher. I know some of you are seniors, so you need this class to graduate.” Some of the guys cheered when he said seniors, something that made him roll his eyes. “Anyways, I’m gonna get this syllabus passed around so make sure to look over it and bring it back signed.”

The papers were passed back to Anakin and he grabbed two, sliding one your way. You gave him a small smile but he looked away before seeing it. Looking at the syllabus, you noticed the same thing everyone else did. “Wait, we don’t get to change partners?”

The teacher laughed and shook his head. “Nope, the person sitting next to you will be your partner for the semester. All of your labs and study time will be done with them. Your end of the year project will also be done with them. Which, if you look at your table number and the back of the page, that’ll tell you what project you have.”

Turning the page, you see a list of diseases with a number next to them. Your table was number 9, so your disease was Alzheimer’s. “The project will be to make a presentation about your disease and which part of the body it attacks and how it usually ends. It’ll be due two weeks before school lets out. You can start whenever, but I don’t take late work.” Looking at his watch, he sat at his desk with a smile. “Take the rest of class to get acquainted!”

Everyone started talking amongst themselves as you turned to look at Anakin. He was writing small doodles on his syllabus paper, seeming completely tuned out. “Those are cute.” He stopped, slightly looking at you and sitting up straight. “I’m Y/n L/n.”

He looked at your outstretched hand, eventually shaking it and nodding. “Anakin.”

“Did you understand everything about the project?”

He nodded again, looking back down at it. Sighing, you turned back in your seat, looking at your own paper. You could hear laughter again, as well as ‘loser’ and other things being mumbled. Looking back at Anakin, you finally took in his features. His ears were littered with piercings, as well as one around his lip. His hair was dark, pitch black and it looked like he put dark eyeliner around his eyes. He glanced back behind him before scoffing. “I’m sorry about them.”

He fully turned his head to look at you, holding eye contact. “They’re your friends, aren’t they?”

Turning your nose up in disgust, you shook your head. “Far from it.” He slightly smiled at that before going back to his paper. The rest of the time was quiet before the bell finally rang. He quickly grabbed his stuff and was the first one out the door.

Grabbing your bags, you seen Ben in the hall, surrounded by other girls. He was laughing and cutting up with them until he seen you, breaking away. “Hey baby! How was it?” You told him about the class as you both walked to your next class together. He stopped once you were done talking. “Anakin Skywalker is your lab partner? You’re gonna have to get that changed babe.”

“Why? He doesn’t really talk and he just stays to himself.”

“He’s a freak, like literally. You don’t need to be around that and I won’t allow it.” Breaking away from his hold, you raised a brow at him.

“Well I think it’ll be fine, Obi. It’s just a project.” Sighing, he shrugged his shoulders.

The rest of the day went by in a blur, all the way up until you and Obi were walking to his car. Looking across the parking lot, you spotted Anakin unlocking his door. Telling Obi you’d be right back, who was laughing with his friends anyways, you jogged over to Anakin, yelling his name.

He looked back at you, raising a brow at your smile. “Hey, can I get your number?” Raising both of his brows, you laughed. “We’re gonna be working on the project all semester, it’ll probably be best to get each others contact information.” Handing him your phone, he reluctantly took it, typing his phone number in. Handing it back, you took it with a smile and sent a text to his phone. “Cool, just text me with any ideas, see you tomorrow!”

You walked back to Obi, Anakin staring after you while Obi-Wan glared at him. All Anakin did was smirk and get in his car, driving off. “What was that about?”

You smiled at Obi, getting into the car. “Just needed his number for the project.”

Rolling his eyes, Ben took off to your house.

That night, after showering and getting into bed, your phone went off. Opening it up, you smiled seeing Anakin’s name. It was a link to a website with all kinds of facts and research on Alzheimer’s. Taking out your notebook, you began to write some of the facts down, creating thought bubbles and everything for the project.

The next day went about the same. Ben picked you up, ditched you mainly for his friends. You didn’t care too much today, wanting to get to class and go over some things with Anakin. As you were walking away, Ben caught up to you. “Hey babe, you’re in a rush today.” He laughed but you could see the confusion.

“I just want to get to class, love you.” Pecking his cheek, you entered the science class and took your seat. Ben stood at the door, trying to comprehend what happened.

Anakin walked in moments later, and you still had about 5 minutes before the bell rang. You smiled when he sat down and turned to look at him, taking your notebook out. “So I wrote all of this down from the link you sent me and I just wanted your thoughts.”

You never texted Anakin back last night but now he understood why. A tiny smile came upon his face as he looked over the details you wrote down, your little thought bubbles everywhere. It was cute.

“This is a good start, I like this.” Smiling big, you nodded, loving that he was talking more today.

“Cool, I was also thinking maybe we do a tri fold poster, since we have to showcase it and all.” He nodded, his smile becoming a little bigger.

The next few weeks would go on about the same. Anakin would open up a little more, day by day. You both would text more, not just about the project. You learned a lot about him in the past few weeks. He had his own band and they would perform at bars on the weekends. He only lived with his mother, his dad went awol. He loves space and he has a couple of animals.

Looking over your outfit, you smiled in the mirror. It was Saturday, yours and Ben’s date night. You’ve had one every Saturday night since you began dating. It was a time to not talk about school or football, just eachother.

Hearing your phone go off, you unlocked it and smiled seeing Anakins name.

‘Hey, are you busy tonight?’

Right as you began typing that you were, another message came through from Ben. Opening that one up, you smile dropped seeing his message.

‘Hey babe, we’re gonna have to skip date night tonight, Tyler is throwing a huge party since his parents are gone. I’ll pick you up in 30.’

Sitting on the bed, you stared at the phone in disbelief. Ditching our date, for a party? You didn’t like his friends and they didn’t like you. You honestly hated to be around them, especially outside of school. They were loud and just annoying. Hearing another text come through, you lift your phone up.

‘If you’re not, I was gonna invite you to see my band play tonight. It’s free to get in and they have other drinks instead of alcohol. I’d love for you to come. Here’s the address’

Jumping up, you got out of your short blue skirt and white crop top. Pulling some leggings and a AC/DC shirt on, you threw a zip up jacket over it and slid your shoes on. You didn’t have on any makeup except mascara and you put your hair in a ponytail. You grabbed your bag, sending one last text before putting your phone away.

‘I’m actually not feeling well, I hope you have fun, love you’

Anakin knew it was a dumb idea to invite you. You probably had plans with your popular boyfriend, he rolled his eyes at the thought. What made him feel worse was double texting you. “Hey Ani, we’re about to be up.” Nodding he grabbed his guitar and walked onto the stage.

You walked into the bar, seeing some people sitting at tables, other shooting pool or darts. Seeing an empty table, you sat down, waiting for Anakin to walk out. A waitress walked to your table and you ordered a water. You watched the curtain open, Anakin front and center as the lead singer. His eyes darted around the room, widening when he seen you. You smiled and waved, a small smile coming over his face.

He introduced his band and they began to play some songs. Some were their own but some were covers that they did well. You were so mesmerized, watching him sing and play, that you completely forgot your water. You could tell he had a passion for music.

Finishing up the last song, he thanked everyone and went off the stage. You stood up as he came around, smiling at you. “You made it.”

Wrapping your arms around his neck, he paused for a second before hugging you back. He was just so happy you were here. Pulling back, you gave him a big smile. “You did so good! I loved it.”

You both sat down as another band went on to preform. Eating some food, you two went on to have a conversation about any and everything. You both were out of your element and it just felt right. Around 12, you both decided it was time to go home.

You walked outside, trying to call your dad to come get you. “Everything okay?”

Looking over at Anakin, you nodded. “My dad dropped me off, I think he went back home and fell asleep. I might have to walk…”

“Come on, I’ll give you a ride.”

“Oh, Anakin no, I really couldn’t ask you to do that-“

“And I’m not letting you walk home, let’s go.”

Shyly smiling, you walked to his car, him opening the passenger door for you. Shutting the door, he got in the driver side and started driving. You picked up the conversation while giving directions. “So, I’m surprised your boyfriend wasn’t over your shoulder the whole time you were here.”

Huffing out a laugh at his comment, you shrugged. “He doesn’t know I was here.” He looked at you with his brows raised. “Tonight was supposed to be our date night, we have one every Saturday. As I was going to text you back and let you know, he texted me and said he was picking me up for his friends party. I told him I didn’t feel well and came here.”

Slowly nodding, he came to a stop in front of your house, putting his car in park. “I’m sorry.” Giving him a look of confusion, he continued. “I’m sorry you’re with someone that doesn’t respect and cherish you.”

Taken aback, you opened your mouth only for nothing to come out. Taking a deep breath, you shook your head. “Obi cares, and he’s a great guy. You don’t know him-“

“No you don’t. There’s a lot of things you don’t see, at school or even on the streets. He’s not a good guy-“

“Obi is a good guy.” He leaned back in his seat as you cut him off. Sighing, you grabbed your bag, trying to get out. “Thanks for the ride.”

The door handle would open, causing Anakin to take initiative and reach over you to help. He made eye contact as a blush slightly took over when you realized how close you were. Hearing the door open, you quickly got out and ran inside.

Anakin watched and made your door closed before letting out an aggravated sigh. Hitting the wheel, he cursed and shook his head. “Good guy my ass.”

[fawtyy]

a helping hand

izana kurokawa x female! reader x virgin! kakucho

warnings: language, sexual acts, oral, threesome (?), degradation/ praising

summary: Kakucho confides in Izana about still being a virgin, and Izana offers to help his dear friend out

•••

Izana placed his cup down, looking at Kakucho as he, the man he’s known since they were children, avoided his eyes. “You’re lying.”

“I didn’t tell you that just for to tell me I’m lying.”

“Well it’s quite a shock, Kakucho. A man of your style and class shouldn’t still be a virgin-“

“Keep your voice down!” Some other people sitting in the diner glanced at them before returning to their own conversations. Kakucho sighed, placing his head in his hands. “I told you that in confidence.”

Izana nodded, taking another sip of his coffee. “I understand that, but you’re twenty four years old. It’s just not something I was expecting.” Kakucho rolled his eyes, taking a sip out of his own cup, Izana narrowing his eyes. “I just don’t get it. We’ve been to clubs countless times, you even go with the Haitanis. You’ve never been with women from there?”

Kakucho sighed, leaning his head on his hand. “Sometimes I follow them to a back room but then I get nervous and just leave out the back of the building. I try to see if drinking will help my confidence but I just suck at talking to women.”

Izana raised a brow. “You talk to y/n just fine.”

Kakucho slightly laughed. “Yeah, well, y/n is different. It feels a lot easier with her.” Kakucho looked up, eyes widening when he seen Izana’s blank face. “Because she’s such a good friend, and your fiancé, of course.”

Izana smirked, drinking the last bit of his coffee. “Your damn right.”

Later that night, Izana returned home to find you setting the table for dinner. He smiled, walking behind you to snake his arms around your waist. You giggle, continuing to set the plates down. “Well hello, honey. How was your day with Kakucho?”

Izana let out a sigh of content, taking his hand and turning your head to place his lips on yours. The kiss wasn’t long or heated, just sweet and short, ending with both of you smiling. “I found out l, the craziest thing today.”

Izana sat on one end of the table as you sat on the other, nodding as you wiped your mouth. “Oh yeah, I knew that.”

“What? You knew and you didn’t come to me?”

You continued eating your food, giving Izana an amused look. “‘Zana, sometimes people don’t like to tell you things because you have a very big mouth.”

Izana rolled his eyes, taking a sip of his wine. “That’s not true, I keep plenty of secrets. I’ve kept plenty of yours.” The blank look you gave him caused him to quickly cast his eyes down.

“Ran can only act so surprised when I tell him things.” Izana rolled his eyes, reminding himself to talk to Ran later. “Besides, I was the one who told Kakucho to tell you. Maybe you can give him some advice or help him.”

“Advice? How do help someone with that?”

Picking up his plate, you kissed his cheek with a smile. “I’m sure you can figure something out.”

Izana watched as you walked into the kitchen, the way your tank top hugged your breasts and showed how the curves went down to your waist, your shorts hugging your ass. “I bet I can…”

“What was that?”

“Nothing! Let me help with those dishes.”

A week later, Kakucho took a deep breath, knocking on Izana’s front door. The door was quickly opened, Izana standing there with a large smile. “Kakucho! Come on in.”

Kakucho offered a smile, sliding into the home he’s been invited to so much. He turned around as Izana shut the door. “I brought some wine, as a thank you.”

Izana grinned, grabbing the wine. “Thank you, Kakucho. This is one of y/n’s favorites.”

They walked into the kitchen, seeing food set up all over the table, as well as plates and silverware. “Wow, y/n really outdid herself tonight.”

“She always does. She just finishing up getting ready, go ahead and take a seat.”

They made small talk as you sat in your bedroom, the vanity lights lit up as you finished your makeup. Izana came to you with his big idea a few days though it didn’t take much convincing. You were very willing to help Kakucho out, which made Izana very happy.

Izana slightly smirked as he heard the bedroom door shut. Kakucho looked up, his eyes immediately widening as you walked from behind the corner. He watched as you walked behind Izana’s chair, your manicured nails sliding down his chest. The tight, short, lacy dress your wore only came down to just above your mid thigh. The dress was strapless and the cleavage definitely made your breasts stand out.

“Sorry it took me so long, I couldn’t find the right shade of lipstick. Kaku, how are you?” Kakucho watched as you sat in the middle of the two men, leaning on the table so your breasts were basically sitting there. “Kaku?”

“I-I’m good! How are you, y/n? You look incredible.”

You gave him a smile, turning your head to wink at Izana. “I’m great, thank you. Let’s eat!”

Izana made yours and his plates, Kakucho making his own. Once everyone was ready, you all said your thanks before eating. You remained quiet while Izana and Kakucho made small talk. Izana slightly nudged your fork, causing your hand to let go of your fork. “Oh no, let me get that!”

You quickly got under the table, on your hands and knees, crawling towards Kakucho. The fork was right beside his foot. You took your hand, running it up and down his calf before sliding it up to his thigh.

Kakucho jerked, not expecting you to touch him. Izana raised a brow, a smile playing on his lips. “Are you okay?”

Kakucho lowered his eyes, seeing you leaning your cheek against his knee, a pout playing on your lips. “Yeah I’m good.”

You went back to your seat before getting up to get a new fork. Izana leaned forward on his hands, voice stopping you. “Honey, can you go ahead and take our plates? Kakucho and I are going to talk.”

With a smile, you began to pick up the dishes. “Of course.”

Izana got up, beckoning Kakucho to follow him. He became nervous, knowing there’s no way Izana didn’t know what was going on underneath the table. One thing everyone knew about Izana, he was obsessed with you. He’s killed for you many times, all men that have tried to come close to you.

Izana poured himself and Kakucho a drink, handing him the glass. “We’ve been friends for a long time, Kakucho.”

Kakucho sipped the drink, slightly nodding. “That we have.”

Izana smiled, sensing his nervousness. “I seen what happened with y/n.”

“Izana, I swear, I don’t know why she did that! We’ve never done anything like that, or touched eachother like that-“

“She did it because I told her to.”

Silence. That’s all you heard as you put dishes up, getting ready to walk to them. Kakucho just stared at Izana, his face blank though he was beyond confused. “You did what?”

Izana laughed, setting his drink down as you walked in and leaned against the wall. “I told her to! We decided to help you with your problem.”

“Problem? What problem?” Izana raised his brows with a knowing smile. “Oh you son of a bitch! My virginity?!”

“What better person to take than y/n? You’ve known her just as long as I have, so you wouldn’t be awkward.”

“Have you lost your mind?! That’s your fiancé!” Izana laughed again, throwing his drink back as you walked into the room. Kakucho looked at you before looking back at Izana. “How dare you do that to her! I bet you conned her into this, she wouldn’t do that! Y/n, I don’t want you to-“

Kakucho was shut up when you placed your lips on his, giving him a simple yet deep kiss. Pulling away, he stared at you with wide eyes, your hand sliding from the side of his face. “I really don’t mind helping you out Kakucho. I’d actually feel honored.”

Kakucho gave Izana a look, hating the way he was smiling. Picking up his drink, he downed it before looking back at you, nodding quickly.

Smiling, you pulled him to yours and Izana’s bedroom, Izana slowly following behind. “I’ll wait here.” Rolling your eyes, you grabbed his hand and pulled him in as well.

Izana took a seat in a chair as Kakucho stood near the bed. He was beyond nervous for the events that were about to take place. Walking closer to him, you began to unbuckle his belt as he took deep breaths. “Don’t be nervous, I’ll be nice to you.”

Letting the belt and his pants fall to the floor, you began to unbutton his shirt, pulling it off his shoulders. Your nails raked his naked torso, causing Kakucho to shiver. Looking down, you smiled as you seen how hard he already was. Your hands trailed down to the waistband of his boxers, beginning to pull it down.

His cock sprang out, standing at full height. Kakucho nervously coughed as you stared at it. Taking the top of your nail, you slid it down his cock, Kakucho gasping at the feeling. “Go ahead and sit down.”

Izana chuckled at how quickly Kakucho followed your instructions, sitting like a good boy. Running your fingers through his hair, you looked down at him with a smile, moving your hand to caress his face. “You take orders so well, better than someone I know.”

“Hey!”

Dropping to your knees, you looked up at Kakucho, eyes wide and innocent as he shivered under your stare. Taking his cock into your hands, you begin to lightly kiss around it, licking the thick vein that ran up it. You could see him clutching the sheets, breathing already picking up. Taking a deep breath, you fit as much of him as you could into your mouth, his length running down your throat.

A loud gasp came from Kakuchos lips, leaning back and gripping the sheets. Relaxing your throat, you began to bob your head, hand moving with what couldn’t fit. Lifting his head, Kakucho looked at Izana, who couldn’t look away from you. Looking down, he almost came from how beautiful you looked with him in your mouth.

Pulling off, you ran your tongue up his cock, swirling his tip around before laying your head on his thigh. You slowly moved your hand up and down his cock, smiling from how much he was enjoying it. “You wanna cum?”

He frantically nodded, causing you to smile widely. Sitting up, you took him in like you’d, except your other hand began to play with balls, causing him to let out a loud moan. It only took a minute before he came in your mouth, head thrown back and heavily breathing.

Pulling off of him, he looked at you to watch you swallow his cum, eyes widening from the action. “Oh god.”

Pulling the straps of your dress off, it fell to the ground, revealing no bra, nor panties. Kakucho couldn’t tear his eyes away, basically watering at the mouth. He could also feel himself immediately grow hard again. As you walked towards him, you smiled. “Just lay back, I’ll do all the work.”

As you went to push his shoulder, he grabbed your hand, stopping you. “I wanna pleasure you.”

Lips slightly patting, you look back at Izana, not wanting to go against his plan. He was smiling, eyes narrowed as he gave you a nod, Kakucho immediately pulling you to the bed. He ignored the gasp of surprise, going on top of you. He started to kiss down your neck, finding your pulse point, sucking and pulling at the skin around it.

Your moans and whimpers made Izana pull his chair up closer to the bed, admiring your pretty face. He loved the way your face showed your pleasure, wanting to do nothing more than kiss it over and over again. Quickly reminding himself this was for Kakucho, he sat back in his seat, admiring how beautiful you were.

Kakucho began to kiss down your body, stopping and grabbing both of your hands in one of his big ones, holding them above your head and continuing. Getting to your chest, he began to kiss around your breast before taking your nipple into his mouth, glancing up at you when the moan ripped through your lips. He pushed your back when you fought against them, showing the other nipple the same attention.

Letting the second one go with a pop, he licked down from between your breast to your naval, letting go of your hands as he kissed just below it. He looked down, slightly blowing on your pussy, loving the way your thighs jerked at the sensation. Locking his arms around your thighs, he got in the perfect position before looking back up at you. “Can I?”

You looked at Izana once again, his hand petting the hair away from your face. “Whatever you want baby.” Looking back at Kakucho, you didn’t even get the chance to fully nod before he went to town. Your body jerked from the way Kakucho used his mouth. You were beginning to second guess his virginity.

Kakucho licked a long stride, pulling your lips apart and quickly finding your bud, taking it into his mouth. His fingers circled around your hole before he shoved two in, scissoring them before setting a pace. He swirled his tongue around the bud, moving it to lick around it.

Adding a third finger, you were quick to come undone. The moaning and the gasping only got louder as his pace quickened, one more push and you had came all over his face. He was quick to pick up any left over, while your body pulsated everytime he went over your clit. Getting up from his position, he watched as you were breathing heavy. Moving his eyes, he seen how Izana just watched with a soft smile, seeming to look proud of what had happened. Kakucho knew this would probably never happen again.

He also knew he would never be able to find the love that you and Izana shared.

Snapping out of his gaze, he realized Izana was handing him a condom. “You just gonna keep her waiting?” He wasn’t sure what sick pleasure Izana gained from this, but he didn’t care. Loosing his virginity, to you of all women, was a dram come true.

Looking back down at you, he seen your pleading eyes, immediately ripping the condom open. His hands shook from the nerves of loosing his virginity. Taking the condom out, he slid it over the length of his cock. Fisting it, he rubbed the tip between your folds, you breath catching at the feeling. Even though the condom was there, it was so thin that he felt everything. His cock slipping into your hole, carefully, was a first feeling he would never get back.

Your eyes were wide, mouth gaping. Izana had length, but Kakucho had that and girth. You felt so full, and he wasn’t even done putting it in. Once he finally bottomed out, Izana felt it. He thought he would be fine with this, allowing his friend to touch you in such ways. To use your body to his pleasure. But looking down your body, right below your belly button. He could see just how far Kakucho was inside you and he felt it.

The jealousy.

Kakucho pulled slightly out before pushing right back in, both you and him getting used to the feeling. “Fuck Kakucho, ple-please go faster.”

That set off the fire in him. His hips carefully picked up speed, Kakucho leaning down and gripping your thighs, pulling your legs over his shoulders. Izana sat back and watched the scene. Your hips had started slapping Kakucho thighs everytime he pulled you in. Your moaning and his grunting filled the room.

You could feel yourself coming undone, and Kakucho wasn’t far behind. Bending your legs to your chest, Kakucho started going even faster. The new position was allowing him to hit more spots than ever. Your eyes had rolled back, and that feeling hit you. “Cumming cumming! Oh god I’m cumming!”

With one final snap of his hips, Kakucho came into the condom, that was buried deep in your pussy. You ended up squirting all over his lower abdomen, something that he enjoyed.

Izana smiled at the sight. Kakucho was hunched over you, head laying on your chest as his breathing was erratic. You laid back on the pillow, calming yourself down before looking at Izana with a smile. He leaned over, giving you a kiss. “Good job baby.”

You both looked down at Kakucho, who was passed out on top of you, still inside of you. Izana sighed, looking at you. “God, now we have to clean him up.”

“This was your idea, you can’t be a bad friend now.”

Kakucho woke up the next day, sunlight streaming through the window. His mind was groggy, groaning as he sat up. He was in the guest bedroom of yours and Izana’s home, a t-shirt and some underwear on. Becoming more aware, his eyes widened as he remembered last night events.

Jumping up, he seen his clothes neatly folded. Grabbing them, he quietly left the room, making a beeline for the front door. “Kakucho?” Jumping from your voice, he looked and seen you smiling in the dining room, Izana sitting down as he ate. “I was wondering when you would wake up. Breakfast is ready.”

Gulping, he politely smile. “I couldn’t possibly, I feel as though I’ve overstayed my welcome already.”

“Overstayed? Kakucho please, you might as well move in now!” Izana didn’t look at him while he spoke, but he knew that smirk was there on his face. You rolled your eyes, smacking Izana’s head as you walked towards Kakucho.

“Please join us for breakfast before you and ‘Zana go to work. You deserve it.” As you spoke, you took the clothes he was holding, setting them on the couch and guiding him to the table. Sitting him down, you made him a plate before grabbing your own, sitting with the two men. “How are you feeling Kakucho?”

Coughing slightly, he nodded, pouring himself some coffee. “I feel really good, thank you y/n. And thank you Izana, for allowing such in your home.”

Izana snorted, eating his food. “At least you’re not a virgin anymore. And you lost it to best damn woman there is. I consider it a win.”

You rolled your eyes, eating your food. “What did you win? You just sat there the whole time, Kakucho did all the work.”

Izana scoffed, starting his remark while Kakucho happily ate his food. ‘I’m not a virgin.’

[fawtyy]

something like love

kazutora hanemiya x female! reader

warnings: masturbation, praise, slow and soft sex, some language, fluff

summary: you’d known Kazutora since being kids, and was always there to help him back up when he got down. after getting out of prison as an adult, you let him stay with you, forming a relationship.

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Kazutora walked into the apartment, shutting and locking the door behind him. The apartment was clean, considering you were off work today. Though all the lights were off, as well as the tv. The only light was the one coming from your bedroom.

Kazutora had known you since being kids, even before Baji. You were always the one he came to about his family issues or even gang issues. He came to you when he needed his cuts and bruises cleaned up. Even now, he comes home to you to clean any bites or scratches from the animals.

When he went to jail the first time, you were there for him at the trial. You always made sure to send letters when you couldn’t visit him. When he got you, you were the one waiting for him outside. He felt horrible for the tears that streamed down your face as you held him close.

You by no means agreed with how he felt towards Mikey, knowing it wasn’t his fault. When you told Kazutora about how you felt, he pushed you away. You still watched from the sidelines, checking on him. You remember when Chifuyu called you, explaining what happened.

You ran to the junk yard that day, finding Kazutora sitting with Bajis body. You held him as he cried, apologizing for what he had done. You had stayed with him until the sirens got too close and he told you to leave.

You restarted the cycle on visiting and writing your letters again. You were the one, again, waiting on the other side when he was released. You let him stay with you, convinced Chifuyu to give him a job and helped him rekindle with all his old friends.

Kazutora was truly in love with you.

But he was far to scared to say it.

There’s been plenty of chances. He’s taken you out to dinner, had nights where you both just sat the park, even just watching a movie together in the living room, all cuddled up. He could never bring himself to tell you.

He was scared of the outcome. Even though all of his friends could see how in love with him you were, Kazutora couldn’t. He thought you were just being a nice friend all this time and didn’t feel that way.

Like how you held him when he had nightmares.

You would always help with his hair.

Or how you would always reassure him when you had sex.

You weren’t any better. You knew Kazutora had issues, even all this time after his childhood. Telling him you loved him could end in a very bad way, which was not a risk you were willing to take. So you would wait for him to come to you.

Kazutora took his shoes off, walking to the bedroom. He could hear some whimpers as he peeked his head around the corner, eyes widening at the scene in front of him.

You laid on the bed, completely naked with a vibrator teasing your clit, your fingers pinching and pulling at your nipples all while your other fingers went in and out of your hole. “Kazuuu, please, mm, please~”

Red dusted Kazutoras cheeks hearing your moans, especially hearing his name coming out. Pushing the door slightly, you stopped, hearing the squeak. Sitting up, you seen Kazutora peaking in, causing you to cover your breasts.

He didn’t understand why you were embarrassed, it wasn’t anything he’s never seen. Walking in, you just stared at him as his eyes raked your body. “Why did you stop, baby?”

Your cheeks quickly flared up, not even bothering to think about anything else. He came closer, sitting beside you on the edge of the bed. His thumb caressed your cheek as his palm held your face. “I was enjoying my show.” Moving his hand, he gripped your cheeks with his fingers and thumb, pulling your face closer. “You want me to help you? I know you didn’t finish, sweet girl.”

You nodded, watching as he smiled. “You gotta tell me, I need your words.”

You slightly pouted before looking up at him through your lashes. “Please make me cum, Kazu.”

He smirked, bringing your lips to his his before pulling back. “My pleasure baby.”

You were thankfully already awfully wet, and he could feel his tip leaking. He shredded his clothes quickly, kissing down your body, glancing up at you. You were a mess in all honesty. A sight Kazutora loved to see.

Pulling himself up, he took his cock, pressing his tip between your lips. You leaned loudly as it went over your clit. “Kazu, mhmm, please! I need you in me~”

He gave you a loving smile before pushing himself in you, slowly and inch by inch. He leaned over you, interlacing your hands as he bottomed out. He gasped as he felt your walls clench around him, gulping back his moans. “Not too hard baby, you’re already tight enough.”

He started to move, lips attaching to your neck. His hips started a steady pace, your moans and his grunts mixing together. That plus him sucking your neck and leaving hickeys, you could already feel your release building up.

“Fuck Kazu! Keep going, please don’t stop~”

He licked up your neck, a moan falling from both of your lips. His lips assaulted yours, teeth clashing and tongues adventuring eachothers mouths. He pulled away for air, his forehead resting on yours. “Fuck y/n, I never wanna stop. You’re doing so good, I wanna stay like this.

I love you too much to stop.”

Your eyes opened widely, staring up at him as he suddenly stopped moving, looking at you with same expression.

There was no movement, no words, really no thoughts other than Kazutoras words ringing in your ears. You had a feeling it would come out eventually, but not like this. In this position of all things. “What?”

“What do you mean? I didn’t say anything.”

He started trying to scramble off the bed, while you grabbed at his arms. “Tora wait, please!”

“No, it’s okay, I’m not actually in the mood for rejection right now.”

“Tora stop!”

You pulled his arm, pulling him to sit on the edge of the bed while you sat up, pulling the sheets up. His hands were shaking and you could see the tears building up. His breathing had picked up as well.

“Tora-“

“You don’t have to beat around the bush, just tell me. I didn’t mean to make it weird like that. Not that I don’t mean it, I really do love you, I have for a long time. But I understand if you don’t feel like that-“

You placed a kiss on his lips, cutting him off from the rambling. He kissed back, and you could feel the tears falling. Pulling back, you leaned your head against his, stroking the back of his neck.

“I love you too, Tora.”

He jumped back into you, wrapping his arms around you. He placed kisses all around your face, causing you to giggle before gently pushing him back, caressing his cheeks. “Please say it again, pretty girl.”

You smiled, placing a gentle kiss on his lips. “I love you forever, Tora.”