Princess

Mediocre writer devoted to anime men

[icy-white-baka]

Yin and Yang- Geto x Reader x Gojo

CW: threesome, oral- M receiving

You’ve always been close to the two strongest sorcerers at jujutsu tech, Geto and Gojo have been friends with you and fought alongside you for the past few years. Both the men being almost complete opposites you got stuck breaking up their small tiffs and trying to keep the peace. Tonight is no exception. 

“Y/N-channn!”. Gojo calls to you, snaking his hands low on your waist as he gives you a hug, he smirks noticing Getos obvious jealousy. “How about you stop being so handsy and help me carry the drinks and food.” Geto coldly says to Gojo, following him into your apartment. After handing Gojo a few bags Geto gives you a kiss on the top of your head as he passes you, making his way into the kitchen. 

“What movie are we watching tonight?” Gojo calls out from the couch. You call out to pick whatever he wants as you and Geto get the food and drinks out together. You notice his gaze lingering over your exposed thighs making you blush. I should’ve put sweatpants on or something, these shorts are realllyy short. You notice that your heart is beating a little faster, no he and Gojo are my closest friends. 

“Y/n? Everything okay?” Geto snaps you out of your thoughts. “Yep! Let’s go watch the movie!”

I should’ve known better, you think to yourself as you’re sandwiched between the men watching yet another steamy sex scene in the movie. Your mind starts to become more aware of your hot cheeks and how close you are to both Gojo and Geto. 

“I’m gonna get another drink” you say and pushing yourself off the couch your hand slips and brushes up Gojos thigh until something firm stops its momentum. You hear a soft gasp escape his lips, in your shock to remove your hand you jump and fall back into Getos lap causing him to let out a low groan. 

“I’m so so sorry!” You dash out of the room, your face a bright crimson. What the fuck! You’re so stupid! You scold yourself mentally but you can’t stop playing the needy noises the guys made. Those sounds and the feeling of their erections won’t leave your head, making you start to get wet fantasizing about them. You grab another drink and with a deep breath head back into the room. 

You sit stiffly on the couch, the tension in the room only growing. Eventually you lean back and start to get comfortable and both men take notice and cozy up to you, Gojo placing his strong hand on your thigh and Getos arm sneaking around your back to pull you closer to him. 

Your breathing quickens as your thoughts start racing feeling their hands on your body. Getos fingers slip under the hem of your top making small circles on your skin causing you to tense up at the gentle feeling. Gojo squeezes your thigh and you let out a small sigh. 

The movie was still on but no one was watching it anymore. The soft moans that escaped your lips were mesmerizing the men, bringing them to a high they didn’t know they needed. Geto stood up extending his hand to you as Gojo followed, all making their way to your bedroom. Geto pulls you and swiftly pins your hands above you, backed up against the wall. Looking up at him with a needy expression your lips met, gentle yet aggressive. “Don’t leave me out of all the fun, '' Gojo says into your ear, peppering your neck with kisses. 

Gojo steals you from Geto and bends you over to examine your perfectly round ass as his fingers make their way to tease your slit, chuckling at the wetness he feels already. “Y/n you don’t know how much I’ve wanted you..” 

“Then have me.” You say looking at both of the men in your room. Geto approaches you, grabbing your chin he swipes his thumb across your lips, you quickly open your mouth and teasingly suck and bite his thumb.

Gojo got your bottoms down and was working your tight hole making you moan at the feeling of his fingers. “So sweet” he says, licking his fingers clean before he teases your entrance with the tip of his cock. 

Taking his cock out Geto takes in the gorgeous sight of you on all fours in front of him, face blushing, your lust filled eyes made you look so needy to be filled. Gojo slips inside you, sucking his breath in once he’s bottomed out, “fuck y/n you’re so tight.” 

Your moans finally pushed Geto over the edge and you turned your attention to his solid erection in front of you. Gently licking the bead of precum off his tip, you swirl your tongue around the tip and take him as far as you can gagging slightly. 

Geto slipped his soft fingers around your neck, squeezing slightly to feel how hard your poor mouth and throat were working on his hard member. His other hand gently caressed your face, wiping a single tear that started its descent down your delicate features.

“God, you’re so beautiful y/n” Geto praised you, “keep those pretty eyes on me baby girl..”

Geto's jaw went slack from the pleasure he felt from the vibrations of your moans on his cock, sighing watching your eyes roll back as Gojo started to send you over the edge from behind. Geto took in the lustful look in your eyes as you crept closer to your peak, slipping his hand down to your breast, he pinched your nipples and toyed with them as Gojo’s slender fingers made their way to your clit, rubbing sensual circles bringing you closer, and closer, and.. “Come for us beautiful” Geto whispered into your ear sending chills down your whole body and bringing forth your release. 

Geto moaned as your moans pleased his needy cock and your pussy clenched around Gojo, making him start to cry out, “Ohhh fucking hell y/n!” 

Getos breaths became staggered as he got closer and closer to cumming, your tongue swirling around his head, savoring it like it’s your favorite lollipop. While your mouth worked on his head, you take one hand off his shaft and give love to his balls, heavy with his seed. The new sensation combined with your eyes gazing up at Geto brought forward his orgasm, a sticky warmth filling your mouth and he took ragged breaths. 

Looking up at him lustfully you stick your tongue out, his cum dripping down your lips before you swallow it all. Geto looks behind you to the panting Gojo, and with a smirk he grabs your throat pulling your chest up letting Gojo go deeper than he was before. 

“Ahhh fuck, please, please, pleaasee..” you moan out. You hear a chuckle behind you as Gojo grabs a fistful of your hair and brings his mouth down to your neck marking you, as Geto’s lips make their way down your chest to your sensitive nipples. “You’re such a good girl for us baby” Gojo says against the back or your neck, “I wonder how much longer you can go..”

You can’t even respond, your breaths getting deeper as the men start to overwhelm your body. Geto looks up at your panting face, aching for more, and brings his hand down to your core, teasing your clit as Gojo’s pace gets faster. “Do you want to cum my love?” Geto asked, his face now in front of yours, your lips almost touching. 

“Yes, please please, yes” you whimper. Geto grabs your chin and bringing his soft lips to your ear he whispers, “Then be good and cum for us y/n”

You release again becoming a mess of moans and cries, your pulsing walls bring Gojo over the edge and he covers your ass with his cum. 

“So beautiful” Geto says as he kisses your forehead, running his thumb over your cheek.

“So very beautiful” Gojo says as he kisses your spine, cleaning you before slapping your ass.

These two are completely yin and yang.. you think before drifting off to sleep cradled in the men’s arms.

[icy-white-baka]

Color Match- Choso x Reader

CW: not much this time. Oral -f recieveing.

There she is again, Choso thought as he passed the craft shop looking longingly through the window. He paused as he watched you work, taking care into every stitch you put in like you were leaving a piece of your heart into everything you made. I want her to look at me like that, give me her heart like that. With a deep breath he pushed open the door, the beautiful young woman looking up in response to the ting of the bell. 

“Good morning!”, you said with a dazzling and warm smile, “What could I do for you, sir?” Choso felt his heart race hearing “sir” come off your plump lips. Clearing his throat he responded, “I was wanting a scarf to be made, I’ve seen the knit work you do and it’s quite beautiful.” 

You blushed at the handsome man's kind words. “Well thank you, sir. My name is y/n. Any particular color or pattern for the scarf? I have some swatches up here but I have more yarn in the back if you wanted something specific”, you replied. You watched his tired eyes take in every inch of you, making your face feel hot. You pull out the small pieces of yarn you had up front while he studied the way your fingers gracefully and lightly moved through the yarn.

 “My name is Choso, it’s nice to meet you y/n”, he said, “I’m searching for a perfect color match and I don’t see what I’m thinking of up here. May I see the other colors you have?” Your eyes widened slightly as you looked up at Choso, “Yes certainly, you can follow me to the back.” 

Wonderful, he thought with a sly smile. Trying to push aside the lewd thoughts you had of this gorgeous man in the back of your shop you managed to ask what color family he was looking for. “I’m wanting something that is a nice nude pink color.”, He responded, trying to stop his eyes from memorizing every curve of your body. He was in awe watching the way your hips swayed when you walked, your thighs filling out your mini tennis skirt beautifully. Even in your small heels he was so much taller than you, he wanted so badly to feel how soft your h/c felt in his fingers as he held you. 

With a blush he realized you were watching him take you in, his breathing getting faster when he saw the lovely blush that crept onto your cheeks. “Uhm, do any of these work for you?”, you responded letting your eyes roam over his toned body. You started to get jealous thinking of who the scarf will be made for and if she’s important to him. Choso saw the exact color he wanted towards the very top, pointing up to it he said “That one looks perfect.” You started to reach towards the pastel nude pink, stretching your long arms and going on to your tiptoes, it was just out of your reach. Choso’s breath hitched when he saw your exposed abdomen, your sweater riding up as you stretched. His eyes moved down to your skirt, eyeing it as the bottom of your ass cheeks started to peek out. 

You felt the heat from his body behind you suddenly, his breath tickling your ear as he softly said, “Let me help you out, y/n.” You felt your heart beating in your head when his slender fingers wrapped around your hips, lifting you enough to grab the yarn and slowly lowering you down making your skirt ride up to your hips, Choso holding your bottom to the bulge growing in his pants. Suddenly the tension broke when they heard the door chime again, “Oh that’s my fitting!”, you said breathlessly, “Uhm put this up at the front with any other color you like and put your number and design down on the paper. I’ll call you when I’m finished!” You handed him the yarn, looking up with lust filled eyes and bolted to the front of the shop. Tsk, that was starting to get really hot. You thought as you made your way to your next customer, eagerly waiting to see Choso again.

“Hello Choso! This is y/n, your scarf will be finished this evening. My shop closes at 6 but I’ll be around until 6:30/7 for you to pick it up!”

Choso read the text multiple times, starting to get excited thinking of the beautiful scarf you made. “It’ll make such a lovely gift.”, he said quietly with a small smile on his face.

A little after 6:30 you saw Choso approach the door, you quickly ran over to unlock it and let him in, excited to show him the piece you made. Locking the door behind him, you led him into the back office where the scarf was sitting packaged so sweetly in a small box. “Can I see it?”, he asked. With a nod you handed over the box, watching him pull out the long pink scarf you knitted with white tassels on the ends. “Do you like it?”, you asked eagerly. “It’s perfect, exactly what I imagined. Thank you y/n.” He said sweetly. 

You felt confident and decided to ask him, “what exactly was the color match for? Just out of curiosity.” With a sly smile he approached you, wrapping the scarf loosely around your neck, “I’d love to show you.” He took your hand in his and trailed it all the way down his body, stopping at his belt. “Only if you’re comfortable seeing it, love.”, he whispered sweetly in your ear. 

Looking up at him you slowly nodded your head as he continued the path he started you on, gently running his fingers through your soft hair. His bulge was tight against his pants and sprang out in relief when he got his pants and boxers down. Your mouth was slightly open observing the perfect color match of the pink to the head of his rock hard cock. Choso leaned forward pinning you to the desk, your lips practically touching, as he looked down at you saying, “We’ll color match the tassels soon princess.” 

He lifted you up onto the edge of the desk, your lips meeting in a lust filled kiss, you feel his tongue gently licking your bottom lip, entering as you sigh softly. Your hands move up his neck and your fingers tangle into his dark hair as you feel him smile against your lips. He lowers you down until he’s on top of you and slowly kisses down your neck and chest, his hand moving up your dress to fondle your nipples as his other hand moves up your thigh until it reaches your wet slit. 

“Already this wet for me princess?”, he cooed against your neck,” We’ve only just started.” Choso moves lower down your body, peppering your chest and stomach with kisses until he reaches your sex. Dark lust-filled eyes watch your needy expression as he goes down on you, savoring every bit of you like you were the sweetest fruit he’s ever tasted. He leans back adding his fingers to the mix making sure to never forget the beautiful pink color he’ll have his next scarf made to be. His tongue skillfully circles your clit, his moans vibrating where you’re most sensitive making you go crazy, your moans turning into the most heavenly sound he’s ever heard.

“Ahh Choso please”, you plead. “Please what y/n?”, he replies, never taking his eyes off you, “Beg for it princess.” With a moan you feel the knot in your stomach getting tighter and tighter, “Please Choso, I want to cum, so badly. Please sir!”, you say as your eyes start to roll back. 

With a sexy chuckle he doesn’t stop until your legs are pressed so tightly against his head, feeling your right there he tells you, “Cum for me.” Moaning senselessly you do as he commands and releases all over his face, your chest heaving from the intensity of your orgasm. Standing up Choso wipes your wetness off of his lower lip and chin, then licking his thumb clean. 

He leans over you again once more, teasing your entrance with his cock. “Beg for me princess.”, Choso says against your ear, kissing down your chin to your neck. “Please Choso, I need all of you. I need to feel you stretch me. Please.”, you plead and immediately gasp as you feel his length slide into you, only pausing for a moment to let you get used to his size. “Fuck y/n, you’re so fucking tight princess.”, Choso sighs as he pulls his hips back just to slam into your sensitive pussy again. 

Both of your moans can be heard over the slapping of your bodies together. Breathlessly he looks down at you, “You look so beautiful taking my cock.” With that you start to feel a knot form again. 

You wrap your legs around his waist to bring him closer into you, “Fuck Choso. Fuck fuck fuuucckkk”, you moan out as your release again around him. 

“What a good girl.”, he moans out in between heavy breaths. “I’m close y/n, I’m so close.” Choso’s breath starts to hitch as you look up at him, pulling your mouth to his ear. “Cum for me.”, you whisper, your soft lips caressing his ear as he’s sent over the edge. With a moan he pulls out and cums all over your exposed abdomen. 

You both stay where you are, breathing deeply until Choso goes to grab a tissue to clean you up. “Looks like this color match was perfect too.”, he says with a wink. Blushing you sit up, the scarf still around your neck, as you go to take it off he stops you, “Oh no, that’s for you. I only ever want to see that pretty pink next to your gorgeous mouth.” You blush as he strokes your cheek, his thumb moving over your bottom lip. He gasps as you begin to suck at it, “We’ll save that for next time princess. And would it trouble you to make another scarf for me? I assure you that this color match will be just as perfect.”

You both giggle as you make your way to the pink yarn, blushing as you think about the pink that will be next to his mouth when you’ve finished it.

[icy-white-baka]

All my attention

Quifrey x reader

CW: overstimulation, oral- f recieving, jealous Quifrey

MDNI

A bang echoed through the atelier late into the night followed by Olruggio stumbling through the front door. As he tried to sneak through the kitchen Quifrey sat alone at the dining table. 

“And where might your drinking partner be, hmm?” Quifrey watched Olruggio turn into a full circle before letting out an exasperated sigh. 

Shocked, Olruggio turns to Quifrey, “she was right behind me when we left the tavern I promise. I don’t know where she went!”

Standing from his chair Quifrey motioned for Olruggio to go to bed. “I’ll go fetch her, you get some rest, Olruggio.” Watching him retreat towards his room, Quifrey made his way towards the door and into the warm summer night. 

It wasn’t long until Quifrey reached the tavern you and Olruggio frequented. Opening the door and scanning the crowd, he was quick to spot you at the bar laughing with the barmaid and the man on your right, who had his filthy gaze set where your off shoulder top hung loose across your chest. 

As you giggled at something the barmaid said, a familiar presence appeared behind you. “Have you paid your tab y/n? We must return to the atelier.” Quifrey's voice was soft as he placed his hand on your shoulder, eyeing the man next to you. 

The barmaid eyed Quifrey before saying, “The lady is paid up, sir. You have a good night my dear.”

Quifrey moved his hand to your waist guiding you in your tipsy state to the door and out into the night air. 

“Quifrey! Why didn’t you join me and Olruggio for a drink? Why don’t you and I get an ale,” Placing your one arm over his shoulder and using your free hand to gently tilt his face towards you, “I missed you, my love.” 

An amused chuckle escaped Quifrey before his arms moved down to grasp your thighs, throwing you over his shoulder. 

“I don’t join because you and Olruggio need someone to find and care for you after your nights of indulgence. Including pulling you away from filthy men with their beady eyes on you.” Quifrey stated with a hint of annoyance. 

“Quifrey! Put. Me. Down.” You began beating on his back to no avail. “I’m a grown woman! I can walk on my own!” 

“Hush now. We’re back. You wouldn’t want to wake everyone now, would you?” Slipping into the atelier, Quifrey makes his way towards your room in the furthest wing. 

Frustration overtakes you and you let out an annoyed huff. “What, are you jealous? Is that it?” At that, Quifrey paused before reaching your door. 

His voice was so quiet you could barely hear him, “And what if I am, y/n? What would you say then?”

His words sobered you slightly, “Quifrey?”, you say pushing up against his back, straining to see his face.

Quifrey opens your door and shuts it quickly before setting you down. His hands slam on either side of your head, caging you in. “I said”, a hint of frustration in his voice, “What if I am, y/n?” He tilts his head until his lips are brushing against the shell of your ear, “What if I am jealous that you can so freely laugh at other men’s jokes, or bask in their attention? What if I want all that attention to myself?” 

Your hands grasp onto the collar of his cloak, pulling it off to run your fingers over his toned shoulders, your heart racing in your chest. Never in your years did you think Quifrey would want to have your sole attention. Meeting his eyes, your voice was barely above a whisper, “You have it now, don’t you?”

You could feel his smirk against your neck before he began to press longing kisses to your racing pulse. Pulling you off the stone, he locked his hands on your hips with bruising force. Your soft gasp was swallowed by his lips as he stole the breath from your lungs. 

Quifrey moved his hands up your skirt and under your thighs, picking you up and pinning your body between his chest and the door. 

“Do you think you can handle all my attention, pretty girl? Let’s see how long you can last.” With a smirk Quifrey captured your lips in another devastating kiss, one hand holding your waist, while the other moved slowly towards your core. Small whimpers escaped you every time Quifrey purposely denied you the friction you so desperately wanted. 

A small hum of amusement left his lips as they trailed back down to the sweet spot on your neck. A hiss leaving you as he bit down, marking his desire on you as he unlaced your dress, letting the fabric pool around your waist and exposing your chest to him. Moving towards your bed, he gently sets you on the edge before ridding you completely of your dress and sinking to his knees before you. 

“You want all my attention princess? I won’t stop until I’m satisfied.” His eyes meet yours as his fingers tease you until sweet soft sounds are leaving your lips. “Shall I ask again?” A devious smile graced his beautiful features, “Do you want all my attention?” 

Need overtakes you as you beg for him to worship you, lust dripping from every filthy word coming from your mouth. 

“Such a naughty girl..” with a smirk Quifrey lifts one leg over his shoulder and so slowly circles your clit with his tongue. His eyes never leave your flushed face as he drinks in the sweet cries coming from your mouth. Increasing your pleasure, Quifrey slides a long digit up and down your slit, teasing your needy hole before slowly curling it inside to find your g-spot. 

“More please Quifrey, I need more.” You whine, desperately trying to fuck yourself faster on his mouth and finger. 

Quifrey stops immediately, his expression darkening wickedly, “Oh, I don’t think so..” His free arm snakes around your waist, his grip like a vice, holding you absolutely still against the bed and his hand. “I thought you wanted all of my attention, hm? Don’t you know, I’m a man who savors his meal, y/n..” With a delicious chuckle, his breath fans across your core, causing a whine to escape you. 

Resuming his slow torture, his tongue circles around your clit before flicking it as he adds a second finger in, curling it against the gummy part of your inner walls. Your begging for more falls on deaf ears as Quifrey continues to savor the best meal of his life, groaning as you approach your climax, tightening on his fingers. “Fuck, you’re delectable, y/n. Be a good girl and let go for me.” His tongue flicks against your clit once more and your body is arching off the bed with a gasp, Quifrey’s hold on your hip tightening enough to bruise as he helps you ride out your orgasm. “Beautiful, y/n,” Quifrey groans against your pretty pussy as he adds a third finger in, “Now, again.” He begins to worship you again, his mouth pulling sweet sounds from you. 

“No, I can’t. I want you instead.” You struggle against his hold again, but a feral growl vibrates against you as his hold tightens yet again. 

He meets your flushed gaze, “I need more of you. I told you my dear y/n, I won’t stop until I am satisfied. You’re so sweet, how could I not want more?” As he returns his attention to savoring every drop of you, he starts to become starved for me. It’s not long before another orgasm is ripping through you, a strangled moan leaving you breathless and panting. 

Tears start to fall in pure bliss of the overstimulation, “F-fuck”, you sob against the back of your hand, trying to quiet the moans leaving you. A soft chuckle pulls your attention back to the man between your legs, tears blurring your vision as waves of pleasure start to build up yet again. 

“Once more for me, my dear. I can’t get enough of you.” Quifrey has turned into a groaning mess, drowning in your pleasure. The overstimulation of the assault of his fingers and mouth is amplified when the hand around your waist moves to pinch your nipples. Your vision went white hot as the pleasure coursed through your veins, causing you to squirt onto Quifrey’s face. 

He doesn’t waste a single drop as you lay dazed and boneless under his grasp. “Beautiful, beautiful, you’re so beautiful y/n.” Feather light touches make their way up your body until your messy hair is being moved off your forehead, gently being tucked behind your ear. Quifrey marvels at how breathless you are underneath him, the sheen of sweat making your body glow in the candlelight. 

“Fuck, I need to be inside you.” Positioning himself in between your legs his mouth crashes back down to yours before moving down to the sweet spot on your neck that has you arching into his touch again. You claw at his clothes, wanting to feel his skin under your fingers. “What is it you want, my love? Use your words.” he softly murmurs against the racing pulse on your neck. 

You continue to tug on his black compression shirt, “Please Quifrey, please take this off.” Quickly obliging, he rids himself of his shirt and trousers, a smirk ghosting over his lips at the way you unapologetically rake your gaze up and down his body. 

“Keep those pretty eyes on me beautiful, I’m not done with you yet.” His strong hand moves to the back of your head as he thrusts to the hilt in one smooth motion, swallowing your cries as his mouth met yours in another passionate kiss. “Ah- you’re so tight, you’re perfect. It’s like you were made to take my cock, y/n.” As he stretches you out, his pace starts to quicken. 

He repositions, somehow fucking you even deeper than before, “You’re so- ah fuck- so big.” Your hands grip his shoulders, your nails leaving crescent shaped marks in their wake. 

With one hand, Quifrey grips your hip with bruising force, as the other teases your hardened nipples. Your cries of pleasure only spur him on, his mouth replacing his fingers as his hand moves towards your clit. Still so sensitive, you clench tightly around his cock causing needy groans to spill out of him. Rolling your nipple between his teeth, he moves to the other as tears spill again from your eyes. The overstimulation is becoming too much for you as you start to pant under him, begging in between moans, “Quifrey p-please, please, I ca-can’t anymore.”

“My sweet girl,” his hand moves to wipe your tears away and cup your chin as he kisses your cheeks, “I’m almost there. Can you give me one more?” You weakly nod your head, leaning into the hand that now cups your cheek. 

Quifrey groans deeply as he leans back, hands grasping your hips and fucking you at a relentless pace. “Fuck, fuck, you’re clenching so tight around me princess. You’re so good for me.” He brings his thumb to your clit, circling and pressing until you’re screaming under his touch. As your orgasm rips through you, your cunt pulses around Quifrey’s cock so deliciously, bringing him to the peak as he rides you through your high. Strangled curses leave his mouth as he sees stars and fills you to the brim. 

Panting, he lowers himself to pepper kisses on your face. “You did absolutely wonderful sweetheart.” Your eyes flutter closed with a whine as he pulls himself out of you. Scooping you up he carries your limp body to the bathroom before cleaning you up and redressing you both before laying you into your bed.

“Goodnight, my dear” Kissing your forehead, he moves to pull away, but your hand grabs at his trousers.

“Please, stay with me.” You weakly pout, your big eyes meeting his gaze. 

A soft chuckle escapes him as he crawls in next to you, pulling you securely and safely against his chest. “If that’s what my sweet girl wants, how can I refuse,” he places a tender kiss against your forehead, “Sweet dreams, y/n.”