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yuuji is literally such a clingy boy. he would stick to you like glue whenever you two are out in public or even at home indoors.
he's really into pda—even though he's too shy to initiate it himself, he's definitely the type to hint at it.
by hinting i mean like,, pinching your thigh, brushing his head against your shoulder for attention, lacing his pinky finger with yours just to see the size difference compared to his—he literally breathes down your neck or even blows softly at your ear only to see them redden after which he giggles at.
he's a menace but in a cute, puppy-ish way.
“hey, do you love me? ‘cuz i love you so much.” he'd pout too for special effect. his beaten down expression would make you give in immediately.
his hands are already on your hips, swaying you lightly from side to side as he peppers small kisses down the column of your neck.
he likes biting, he does it more often than he thinks. will and can bite you again and again till your skin is basically bruised because of his teeth sinking into them over and over again.
he LOVES hugs! such a good boy with hugs. he hugs you randomly too, you don't even have to ask. he's the type to lift you up just a few feet from the ground to snuggle his face into your chest because you're warm. even when you and him are sleeping, he loves being the little spoon but won't admit it because he's embarrassed—but he's not picky with anything you both do and just accepts whatever affection you give him.
he's a little greedy when it comes to intimacy. he's also definitely the type to put your pleasure first before his.
loves seeing the faces you make when he pounds into you. he prefers missionary because then he gets to see your face contort in pleasure whenever he hits a specific spot that makes your toes curl and your eyes roll back. yuuji has this habit of putting his whole weight on you during sex and he has a thing for overstimulation.
“hey, stop hiding from me..” yuuji pouts when you turn your face away, he entwines his fingers with yours and squeezes all while he continues to fuck you with a steady pace.
he leans his body forward so you can feel how deep he really is going, your hole clenching around his thick cock when you take him in even more.
he looks down in fascination after letting go of your hand so he can press a thumb over your puffy clit.
“you’re clenching on me baby...do you like this?? like it when i put my whole weight on you?” he remains eye contact with you when your back arches up as he plays with your tits, squeezing your soft nipples just to feel your thighs twitch uncontrollably.
you bite your lips as you nod up at him, tears blur your vision while you languidly rock your hips to match his frenzied pace.
“f-fuck....you're so sexy.” you whine at his words which makes him slam his hips harder into you this time, making your entire body jolt.
his milky cum oozes out of your sopping cunt while he continues to rub mind numbing circles on your sensitive nub, his hips would still for a moment before he slaps the tip of his dick onto your slimy cunt and rubs it up and down to see a reaction from you.
his cock twitches when he eyes your slick cunt covered in his load.
his fingers grip your thighs and squeezed “gimme one more please..‘m promise i’ll be good.”
he would also be the type to lean down first just to kiss you. he kisses you anywhere he finds first and he'll make sure you are smothered in kisses.
he also loves grabbing a chunk of your ass but doesn't do it in public, just at home or when you two are together alone. his hands are also always on your waist or hips, his body has to be close to yours. would also put an arm around your shoulder just to place a kiss on the side of your flushed cheek. (he is very affectionate!)
soft tousles of hair brushes up against your nape. your eyes open and they adjust slowly to the dim light in the room.
the arm around your waist hugs you tight and secure against his chest which makes your pulse beat quicker.
“mn..baby?” his raspy voice reaches under the skin of your ear, your body tingling when he pulls you closer.
when you don't reply, he exhales through his nose and traps you in between his strong thighs.
wrapping one leg over your body, his face smushes into your nape while breathing in your scent. yuuji noses some hair out of your neck and bares his teeth, sharp canines sinking in your plush skin and he bites hard.
“ow..yuuji..” you whimper against his crushing hold, his boner rock hard and pulsing against your ass while he licks up the forming wound.
“can’t resist you baby...sorry.” he places soft kisses around the mark and brings his hand under your shirt to squeeze your tummy.
“i love you so much...d’yo love me too?” you can practically hear him pout. you reach out to pet his fluffed hair, “of course i love you.”
yuuji blinks absentmindedly before he places a sweet little kiss on your cheek.
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✩ ˛˚ . GOJO SATORU — sometimes satoru uses his technique to tease you, even though he’s the one who always seems to give in first.
ஜ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ contents! fluff, just satoru being a menace, some smooches! that’s all me thinks! ♡ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ note! he’s been on my mind so often, i’m being attacked with all of these thoughts of him <3
“satoru i swear, put it down!” you whine before you frown up at your ridiculously tall boyfriend, he’s wearing a lopsided grin and you’d take great delight in kissing it off of his stupidly handsome face if you could get passed his even more stupid infinity technique.
“oh? you can ask nicer than that, sweet girl.” gojo goads as he leans over you, deliberately close because he knows you can’t close the distance. he liked teasing you like this, liked seeing the way you would pout and groan whenever he did, he liked the way you wanted to touch him— to kiss him, to love him. so he took great pride in seeing you get a little wound up in your want for it.
“satoru!” you hiss as you push into him again, a little closer than last but still not enough to feel the warm press of his skin against yours. he tilts his head as you call his name, his crystalline gaze narrowing as he scratches at his snowy hair, and you give him another sharp frown before you stomp over to drop yourself on the sofa instead.
“come on~ can’t you just tell your good looking boyfriend you want a kiss, hm? just gotta ask.” gojo hums as he follows you, only needing a few long strides before the cushion next to you is dipping under his weight and he’s letting his arm rest behind you— so close yet so far.
“you’re so annoying.” you huff again as you turn to face away from him, refusing to make eye contact this time because you know he’s wearing one of his more handsome grins, one that you know he does deliberately to lure you in— to make you crave the press of his lips with yours. just so he can take it away so rudely.
“don’t be like that. my lips feel so cold, i’ll die here.” gojo’s pouting now, like it’s not his fault he’s still not gotten his kiss. he lets his head fall and rest back against the couch as he groans, whining about how cruel you’re being, hurting his feelings and rejecting his love like this.
“yeah well so do mine!” you retort back quickly and you feel a vein pop when he chuckles, trying to hide it behind another smirk when you shoot him a sharp look from over your shoulder, inching yourself further away on the couch.
but gojo can only resist your adorable little frown for so long himself.
“hm? then you know what to do, let me hear you..” his words take a lower sort of drawl as he follows you along the space, easing himself into your side until you can finally feel the warm press of his skin— finally releasing his technique enough for him to be able to press kisses along your shoulder blades.
but you’re far too petty to give into him now.
gojo groans when you keep yourself facing away from him, his lips making their way from your shoulders, to your neck, then across your jawline before he’s peppering a few sweet kisses to your cheeks and giving you a soft look from underneath his pretty lashes, “..or are you gonna leave me here to suffer?”
“can i have a kiss, satoru.” you mumble between your lips, giving him an inch when you feel his hands press into the dip of your waist— his touch so warm you can’t help but melt into it as you feel him smile against your skin, smugly you’re sure.
“oh, didn’t hear you, baby. little louder f’ me.” you groan at that, and gojo squeezes you closer— pressing you into his chest as he leaves a soft kiss at the corner of your lips, so close to where you want it, to where he needs it. he’s held out for long enough, he’s pretty satisfied with his teasing now.
“can i please have a kiss, satoru.” you finally give in and he’s on you immediately as he presses his lips to yours, exhaling like he’s been starved of you for months. your lips part and he takes that as an invitation as he pushes his tongue between them, groaning when your own comes to meet him and he already feels lightheaded as he closes his lips to suckle languidly.
another few moments, blissfully dreamy moments with your lips on his— his hands are on your hips now and your fingers are in his hair, pressing deeper into eachother as your mouth moves with his. he pulls away to breathe, as much as it pains him, despite the way hes kiss drunk and flushed— already leaning in for more.
“see? was that so hard? always holding out on me. so mean~”
Things had been going on like this for weeks now. It was no secret to anyone that you were a brat. You want control. You want power. You want the universe to be how you want it to be, and everything served on a silver platter. Every tick and tock of a clock is to be on your command and no one else's.
“Good kitten. Spread those pretty legs for me. I want to see everything.”
Every brat needs a disciplinary figure. You've found yours in the one man who never fails to bring you to your knees with his presence alone.
The tips of calloused fingers grazing the insides of your thighs has you shivering, instinctively bringing your legs closer together by dragging your knees across the hardwood floor. A sudden, scolding ’ah’ reaches your ears before a boot-clad foot kicks one of your knees out again, a huff leaving you as you're made to spread your quivering thighs apart.
“Don’t run from it.”
The hero killer’s voice used to grind on you in the worst of ways, rough and something else to hate about a man with so few other redeeming qualities. Now, it makes you shudder, visibly trembling as the fingers return to your thighs. An amused huff sounds out behind you, and you have half a mind to twist your head around and snap at the other.
But you don’t. You remain on your hands and knees, legs spread, anxious for what Chizome might do to you next.
“You’ve become so well-behaved these past few weeks,” he purrs, voice dripping with a taunting sweetness as the tips of his fingers trace the curve over your ass, lingering over your left buttock. “Have you been not touching yourself as I asked?”
“Yes,” you mumble your reply, then let out a sharp gasp when the fingers tracing vague shapes on your ass cheek suddenly dip down between your legs, teasing over the lips of your pussy. The way you flinch and jerk forward slightly has a rumbling chuckle leaving the man behind you, your fingers curling to form trembling fists on the ground in front of you.
“Yes what?” Just as quickly as he’d been chuckling in amusement at your cute little flinch, Chizome’s winding a hand back and harshly bringing it forward against the same cheek he’d been caressing only moments ago. The smack reverberates through the room; as does the harsh yelp you let out, your entire body jolting and your eyes opening wide. You whimper, thighs and arms trembling as they struggle to keep you up. The burn on your cheek lets you know that there’s most certainly a nice, red handprint there. No doubt it’ll linger for a while.
“Yes… sir.”
“Good kitten.”
The same hand that had spanked you goes right back to gentle, painfully slow caresses to the same cheek. If you didn’t know any better, you'd say it was Chizome’s silent way of apologizing. But you know well enough to realize that he’s simply admiring his work. The hand dips down between your legs again, and you're prepared as fingers glide across your wet heat this time, doing nothing more than shuddering.
“You’re so wet,” Chizome coos, and you keep your mouth shut instead of congratulating him for stating the obvious. “You must be eager if this is all it takes. How long has it been now?”
“Two weeks.”
“Two weeks,” he repeats, and your hips twitch when a calloused fingertip rubs over your clit before pausing on it. “Two weeks since you last came. How much longer do you think you can go, hm?”
Your head turns at that, glaring at Chizome the best you can from such an awkward angle. How much longer? The whole point of Chizome coming here today was so that you could get off. Who does this bastard think he is?
Said bastard immediately huffs out a laugh at your little glare, a grin spreading wide across his face.
The next second, you're lurching forward and yelping yet again when another smack is administered to your previously unmarked cheek, no doubt giving a matching handprint to it. You shudder and let out a whimper, trembling arms giving in and lowering you to the floor. With your forehead pressed to the ground and your forearms either side of you, your position only spreads you out all the more, and Chizome seems to enjoy the change, judging by how he hums and caresses the newly reddened cheek.
“I asked you a question, slut,” With a voice just as demanding as before, Chizome’s purrs turn into something rougher; something less teasing and more aggressive.
You whimper, your hips instinctually wiggling from side to side.
“As long as you want me to, sir.”
A huff sounds out behind you, and you know you picked the correct answer when the other’s fingers return to gliding along your slick lips.
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