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P IS FOR PUSSY
₊⊹ smut. teaching nerdjo how to eat your pussy
art by paanwny on tiktok
pairing: nerdjo x fem!reader
content: pwp, fingering, clit play, cunninlingus, praise, sub!gojo
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lying on satoru’s bed, heat pooled in between your thighs, a small damp stain forming on the cotton fabric of your skimpy panties, your nipples perky through the thin tank top you were wearing. the sight was one to admire—your nerdy boyfriend flustered; his pale cheeks tinted pink as he sat on his knees in front of you.
the lenses of his glasses were foggy, trying to avert his gaze away from your figure, while you tilted your head to the side, a small pout on your lips as you asked him.
you propped yourself up on your elbows, “toru, do you not wanna do it...?”
satoru’s head snapped back at you, with enough force to give his neck whiplash as he fumbled over his words.
“no! it’s not like that…i just—…just never did this before…” his voice fell on the last part, showing his embarrassment in how inexperienced he was.
truly, satoru had never been intimate with a girl before meeting you. and even then, the furthest he’s ever went with you was making out, and you either jerking or sucking him off. a lightbulb went off in your head, looking at his blushing face with a playful smile.
“well,” you paused, “i’m your girlfriend, so i can teach you how…only if you want it, of course.”
the man’s eyes widened, “really?”
“yeah, now c’mon,” you spread your legs wider, hooking them over his shoulders, as he grabbed onto the sides of your thighs with hesitating hands. “first, you need to start by turning me on.”
satoru didn’t waste any time, the gears in his mind working quickly as he started to trail his lips from above your knee, up to where your core met your thigh, biting down gently. you let out a soft moan, his sign that it felt good—his tongue darted out, licking over the mark and soothing the ache, then switching to your other leg, leaving open-mouth kisses along your stretchmarks.
“shit, just like that…” you leaned back against the sheets, head resting on the soft pillows, as your hand came down to grip his hair, fingers tangling in his white locks.
tentatively, satoru reached to undress you, glancing up at you to make sure you didn’t suddenly change your mind. with a small nod of your head, he peeled your panties off, catching briefly on your heels before he slid the piece of underwear down your ankles. your bare cunt sat in front of satoru’s face, his eyes agape as he stared at your glistening folds.
“second, try using your tongue, see how it feels.” you said smoothly, the hand holding the back of his skull beckoning him closer.
satoru started out by giving small licks, attempting to both find a rhythm and figure out what you enjoyed at the same time. then, he flattened his tongue, dragging a long, filthy stripe from your hole to your puffy clit, eliciting a whimper to leave your mouth.
“toru, fuck…keep going—…” you tighten your hold of his hair and hold him there, guiding.
his name sounded so sweet when moaned from your parted lips, giving him the motivation to continue, to make you fall apart on his tongue, and leave you breathless, your mind only filled with thoughts of him and how good he made you feel.
your slick ran down satoru’s chin, his whole lower face soaked as he swirled his tongue around your clit, just enough to get you wanting more, before flicking at the underside of your nub, following every tiny shift of your hips. your fingers tugged on his hair to anchor yourself, while your back arching off the mattress, your free hand gipping the sheets tightly, knuckles going numb with effort, and the fabric straining under your touch.
“mnhh—please. s’good,” you mewl, pussy clenching around nothing, “need more…”
satoru grunts as you pull on his silky hair, the sound vibrating against your cunt as he needlessly obeys your words, sealing his lips around your bud and sucking. your sweet sounds made something in satoru’s head switch, his hips beginning to hump against the bed, chasing his own release, precum already leaking out from his slit and dampening his boxers.
"f-fuuckk—hahh..toru" you babbled incoherently, tongue heavy, words melting into broken moans and whimpers. the haze caused by the pleasure fogged your brain, thighs trembling as you clenched them around satoru’s head.
“doing so, so good, baby,” he pulled away from your bundle of nerves with a wet plop, seemingly having gained more confidence in his ministrations, “i wanna make you feel good, please?”
“yes, god…ah, need to cum.” you swallowed dryly, adding, “third, add your fingers, yeah? will make any girl feel real good.”
hand leaving your thigh, two of satoru’s fingers come up to your wet folds, gathering your slick and dragging it up to your clit. you whimpered quietly, biting on your bottom lip in an attempt to muffle your sounds, while satoru’s digits prodded inside, your walls immediately squeezing him. “fuck, so tight…” he mumbles, pushing them deeper, until you could only see his knuckles sticking out.
satoru pumped his long fingers in-an-out of you slowly, before stopping, but still not pulling them out. “baby, i wanna hear you, how else would i know if you like it?” he pouted slightly.
“right, shit,” you let go of your lip, your words abruptly interrupted by your boyfriend suddenly curling his fingers upwards, grazing the spongy spot that made your spine jolt from the bed instantly.
“ahh, toru—…too much!” and yet, you unconsciously started to move your hips in small, circular motions, riding his hand. you were close to coming, and you wanted nothing more than to let satoru rip orgasm after orgasm out of you. to add to the overwhelming sensation, he resumed his previous action, sucking on your clit again, this time harder, as he figured out a pace in which to do it.
“holy, f-fuckk,” you cried out, legs trying to close around his head, but satoru kept them spread wide for him, not letting you run away until he was content with how many times he made you cum.
with a final curl of his fingers, your thighs clamped around his head, white hot pleasure flashing behind your eyes, and his name etched on your lips as you cummed hard, orgasm washing over you in waves, your whole body shaking. still, satoru didn’t stop, continuing to finger you through the aftershocks, his tongue relentless as he made out with your oversensitive bundle of nerves.
“toru, ‘s too much—…”
he withdrew his fingers, along with pulling away from your cunt, raising his hand up to his mouth, licking them clean, before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. satoru crawled on top of you, catching your lips in between his, effectively stifling your words.
breaking away from the kiss, his hand began to trail down your body, “lesson 2?”
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might have to lock in to write my kinktober drafts...
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P IS FOR PUSSY
₊⊹ smut. teaching nerdjo how to eat your pussy
art by paanwny on tiktok
pairing: nerdjo x fem!reader
content: pwp, fingering, clit play, cunninlingus, praise, sub!gojo
wordcount:
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lying on satoru’s bed, heat pooled in between your thighs, a small damp stain forming on the cotton fabric of your skimpy panties, your nipples perky through the thin tank top you were wearing. the sight was one to admire—your nerdy boyfriend flustered; his pale cheeks tinted pink as he sat on his knees in front of you.
the lenses of his glasses were foggy, trying to avert his gaze away from your figure, while you tilted your head to the side, a small pout on your lips as you asked him.
you propped yourself up on your elbows, “toru, do you not wanna do it...?”
satoru’s head snapped back at you, with enough force to give his neck whiplash as he fumbled over his words.
“no! it’s not like that…i just—…just never did this before…” his voice fell on the last part, showing his embarrassment in how inexperienced he was.
truly, satoru had never been intimate with a girl before meeting you. and even then, the furthest he’s ever went with you was making out, and you either jerking or sucking him off. a lightbulb went off in your head, looking at his blushing face with a playful smile.
“well,” you paused, “i’m your girlfriend, so i can teach you how…only if you want it, of course.”
the man’s eyes widened, “really?”
“yeah, now c’mon,” you spread your legs wider, hooking them over his shoulders, as he grabbed onto the sides of your thighs with hesitating hands. “first, you need to start by turning me on.”
satoru didn’t waste any time, the gears in his mind working quickly as he started to trail his lips from above your knee, up to where your core met your thigh, biting down gently. you let out a soft moan, his sign that it felt good—his tongue darted out, licking over the mark and soothing the ache, then switching to your other leg, leaving open-mouth kisses along your stretchmarks.
“shit, just like that…” you leaned back against the sheets, head resting on the soft pillows, as your hand came down to grip his hair, fingers tangling in his white locks.
tentatively, satoru reached to undress you, glancing up at you to make sure you didn’t suddenly change your mind. with a small nod of your head, he peeled your panties off, catching briefly on your heels before he slid the piece of underwear down your ankles. your bare cunt sat in front of satoru’s face, his eyes agape as he stared at your glistening folds.
“second, try using your tongue, see how it feels.” you said smoothly, the hand holding the back of his skull beckoning him closer.
satoru started out by giving small licks, attempting to both find a rhythm and figure out what you enjoyed at the same time. then, he flattened his tongue, dragging a long, filthy stripe from your hole to your puffy clit, eliciting a whimper to leave your mouth.
“toru, fuck…keep going—…” you tighten your hold of his hair and hold him there, guiding.
his name sounded so sweet when moaned from your parted lips, giving him the motivation to continue, to make you fall apart on his tongue, and leave you breathless, your mind only filled with thoughts of him and how good he made you feel.
your slick ran down satoru’s chin, his whole lower face soaked as he swirled his tongue around your clit, just enough to get you wanting more, before flicking at the underside of your nub, following every tiny shift of your hips. your fingers tugged on his hair to anchor yourself, while your back arching off the mattress, your free hand gipping the sheets tightly, knuckles going numb with effort, and the fabric straining under your touch.
“mnhh—please. s’good,” you mewl, pussy clenching around nothing, “need more…”
satoru grunts as you pull on his silky hair, the sound vibrating against your cunt as he needlessly obeys your words, sealing his lips around your bud and sucking. your sweet sounds made something in satoru’s head switch, his hips beginning to hump against the bed, chasing his own release, precum already leaking out from his slit and dampening his boxers.
"f-fuuckk—hahh..toru" you babbled incoherently, tongue heavy, words melting into broken moans and whimpers. the haze caused by the pleasure fogged your brain, thighs trembling as you clenched them around satoru’s head.
“doing so, so good, baby,” he pulled away from your bundle of nerves with a wet plop, seemingly having gained more confidence in his ministrations, “i wanna make you feel good, please?”
“yes, god…ah, need to cum.” you swallowed dryly, adding, “third, add your fingers, yeah? will make any girl feel real good.”
hand leaving your thigh, two of satoru’s fingers come up to your wet folds, gathering your slick and dragging it up to your clit. you whimpered quietly, biting on your bottom lip in an attempt to muffle your sounds, while satoru’s digits prodded inside, your walls immediately squeezing him. “fuck, so tight…” he mumbles, pushing them deeper, until you could only see his knuckles sticking out.
satoru pumped his long fingers in-an-out of you slowly, before stopping, but still not pulling them out. “baby, i wanna hear you, how else would i know if you like it?” he pouted slightly.
“right, shit,” you let go of your lip, your words abruptly interrupted by your boyfriend suddenly curling his fingers upwards, grazing the spongy spot that made your spine jolt from the bed instantly.
“ahh, toru—…too much!” and yet, you unconsciously started to move your hips in small, circular motions, riding his hand. you were close to coming, and you wanted nothing more than to let satoru rip orgasm after orgasm out of you. to add to the overwhelming sensation, he resumed his previous action, sucking on your clit again, this time harder, as he figured out a pace in which to do it.
“holy, f-fuckk,” you cried out, legs trying to close around his head, but satoru kept them spread wide for him, not letting you run away until he was content with how many times he made you cum.
with a final curl of his fingers, your thighs clamped around his head, white hot pleasure flashing behind your eyes, and his name etched on your lips as you cummed hard, orgasm washing over you in waves, your whole body shaking. still, satoru didn’t stop, continuing to finger you through the aftershocks, his tongue relentless as he made out with your oversensitive bundle of nerves.
“toru, ‘s too much—…”
he withdrew his fingers, along with pulling away from your cunt, raising his hand up to his mouth, licking them clean, before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. satoru crawled on top of you, catching your lips in between his, effectively stifling your words.
breaking away from the kiss, his hand began to trail down your body, “lesson 2?”
return to masterlist ⭑.ᐟ
might have to lock in to write my kinktober drafts...
© stardrift ୨୧ do not copy, repost, translate, feed to ai or modify on any other platform. minors do not interact on 18+ posts.
P IS FOR PUSSY
₊⊹ smut. teaching nerdjo how to eat your pussy
art by paanwny on tiktok
pairing: nerdjo x fem!reader
content: pwp, fingering, clit play, cunninlingus, praise, sub!gojo
wordcount:
read this on ao3
lying on satoru’s bed, heat pooled in between your thighs, a small damp stain forming on the cotton fabric of your skimpy panties, your nipples perky through the thin tank top you were wearing. the sight was one to admire—your nerdy boyfriend flustered; his pale cheeks tinted pink as he sat on his knees in front of you.
the lenses of his glasses were foggy, trying to avert his gaze away from your figure, while you tilted your head to the side, a small pout on your lips as you asked him.
you propped yourself up on your elbows, “toru, do you not wanna do it...?”
satoru’s head snapped back at you, with enough force to give his neck whiplash as he fumbled over his words.
“no! it’s not like that…i just—…just never did this before…” his voice fell on the last part, showing his embarrassment in how inexperienced he was.
truly, satoru had never been intimate with a girl before meeting you. and even then, the furthest he’s ever went with you was making out, and you either jerking or sucking him off. a lightbulb went off in your head, looking at his blushing face with a playful smile.
“well,” you paused, “i’m your girlfriend, so i can teach you how…only if you want it, of course.”
the man’s eyes widened, “really?”
“yeah, now c’mon,” you spread your legs wider, hooking them over his shoulders, as he grabbed onto the sides of your thighs with hesitating hands. “first, you need to start by turning me on.”
satoru didn’t waste any time, the gears in his mind working quickly as he started to trail his lips from above your knee, up to where your core met your thigh, biting down gently. you let out a soft moan, his sign that it felt good—his tongue darted out, licking over the mark and soothing the ache, then switching to your other leg, leaving open-mouth kisses along your stretchmarks.
“shit, just like that…” you leaned back against the sheets, head resting on the soft pillows, as your hand came down to grip his hair, fingers tangling in his white locks.
tentatively, satoru reached to undress you, glancing up at you to make sure you didn’t suddenly change your mind. with a small nod of your head, he peeled your panties off, catching briefly on your heels before he slid the piece of underwear down your ankles. your bare cunt sat in front of satoru’s face, his eyes agape as he stared at your glistening folds.
“second, try using your tongue, see how it feels.” you said smoothly, the hand holding the back of his skull beckoning him closer.
satoru started out by giving small licks, attempting to both find a rhythm and figure out what you enjoyed at the same time. then, he flattened his tongue, dragging a long, filthy stripe from your hole to your puffy clit, eliciting a whimper to leave your mouth.
“toru, fuck…keep going—…” you tighten your hold of his hair and hold him there, guiding.
his name sounded so sweet when moaned from your parted lips, giving him the motivation to continue, to make you fall apart on his tongue, and leave you breathless, your mind only filled with thoughts of him and how good he made you feel.
your slick ran down satoru’s chin, his whole lower face soaked as he swirled his tongue around your clit, just enough to get you wanting more, before flicking at the underside of your nub, following every tiny shift of your hips. your fingers tugged on his hair to anchor yourself, while your back arching off the mattress, your free hand gipping the sheets tightly, knuckles going numb with effort, and the fabric straining under your touch.
“mnhh—please. s’good,” you mewl, pussy clenching around nothing, “need more…”
satoru grunts as you pull on his silky hair, the sound vibrating against your cunt as he needlessly obeys your words, sealing his lips around your bud and sucking. your sweet sounds made something in satoru’s head switch, his hips beginning to hump against the bed, chasing his own release, precum already leaking out from his slit and dampening his boxers.
"f-fuuckk—hahh..toru" you babbled incoherently, tongue heavy, words melting into broken moans and whimpers. the haze caused by the pleasure fogged your brain, thighs trembling as you clenched them around satoru’s head.
“doing so, so good, baby,” he pulled away from your bundle of nerves with a wet plop, seemingly having gained more confidence in his ministrations, “i wanna make you feel good, please?”
“yes, god…ah, need to cum.” you swallowed dryly, adding, “third, add your fingers, yeah? will make any girl feel real good.”
hand leaving your thigh, two of satoru’s fingers come up to your wet folds, gathering your slick and dragging it up to your clit. you whimpered quietly, biting on your bottom lip in an attempt to muffle your sounds, while satoru’s digits prodded inside, your walls immediately squeezing him. “fuck, so tight…” he mumbles, pushing them deeper, until you could only see his knuckles sticking out.
satoru pumped his long fingers in-an-out of you slowly, before stopping, but still not pulling them out. “baby, i wanna hear you, how else would i know if you like it?” he pouted slightly.
“right, shit,” you let go of your lip, your words abruptly interrupted by your boyfriend suddenly curling his fingers upwards, grazing the spongy spot that made your spine jolt from the bed instantly.
“ahh, toru—…too much!” and yet, you unconsciously started to move your hips in small, circular motions, riding his hand. you were close to coming, and you wanted nothing more than to let satoru rip orgasm after orgasm out of you. to add to the overwhelming sensation, he resumed his previous action, sucking on your clit again, this time harder, as he figured out a pace in which to do it.
“holy, f-fuckk,” you cried out, legs trying to close around his head, but satoru kept them spread wide for him, not letting you run away until he was content with how many times he made you cum.
with a final curl of his fingers, your thighs clamped around his head, white hot pleasure flashing behind your eyes, and his name etched on your lips as you cummed hard, orgasm washing over you in waves, your whole body shaking. still, satoru didn’t stop, continuing to finger you through the aftershocks, his tongue relentless as he made out with your oversensitive bundle of nerves.
“toru, ‘s too much—…”
he withdrew his fingers, along with pulling away from your cunt, raising his hand up to his mouth, licking them clean, before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. satoru crawled on top of you, catching your lips in between his, effectively stifling your words.
breaking away from the kiss, his hand began to trail down your body, “lesson 2?”
return to masterlist ⭑.ᐟ
might have to lock in to write my kinktober drafts...
© stardrift ୨୧ do not copy, repost, translate, feed to ai or modify on any other platform. minors do not interact on 18+ posts.
METALLIC TASTE
₊⊹ smut. fratkuna never told you he has a new tongue piercing ♡
art by @paanwny on tiktok
pairing: r. sukuna x fem!reader
content: pussydrunk sukuna, cunninlingus, clit play, fingering, orgasm denial, pet names (baby, love, princess), sukuna has a big nose, squirting, stomach pressing
wordcount: 1.3k
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a soft click rang out throughout the apartment, as the key met the back of the lock, announcing sukuna’s return home. he kicked his shoes off, tossing them aside before making his over to the living room.
hearing his footsteps nearing the couch, you looked up at him from your phone, the tv playing in the background as you scanned his tired look.
“long day?”
the man sighed, “couldn’t tell you.” flopping down onto the couch next to you, he grabbed the remote and flipped through the channels, before deciding to continue on why exactly his mood was so sour, glancing over at you. “had a fight with some dumbass pledge, idiot decided he can do whatever the fuck he wants around me, of all people.”
“a pledge? doesn’t that mean he’s new?”
“that’s what i’m saying, where the fuck he got all that ego from?”
while sukuna ranted angrily about his day, you couldn’t help but notice that when talking, opening his mouth made something shiny glint, specifically on his tongue. you knew that your boyfriend had an affinity for tattoos and piercings, given the number of ones he already has, but he couldn’t have the one you thought of as well, right?
“kuna, did you get a tongue piercing?”
“what?” he narrowed his eyes at you in confusion, before a smirk appeared on his lips. “did you notice that just now? baby, i’ve had it for like 2 months.”
thinking about it, the timeline did make sense—each time the two of you had sex in the past weeks, sukuna always had an excuse ready on why he couldn’t eat you out (despite it being one of his favourite things when it came to pleasuring you), claiming that either he was too tired, that he had to wake up early the next day since he had an exam, or that jin told him to come early in the following morning to take care of yuji while his brother took his wife, kaori, out.
“i dunno, i didn’t think you were hiding something from me, y’know.”
“love, you told me that you think it would suit me and that it’d feel better when i eat you out.” sukuna replied instantly, the amusement in his tone audible.
“right.”
sukuna really wasn’t lying, despite how ridiculous it may sound. some time ago, you mentioned it to him while cuddling, knowing well how much he liked giving you head, and how much you loved it, but you thought that his response would be limited to a low hum and a nod, before brushing the thought away. seems like it didn’t work like that this time.
“so…can we put it to the test? see if my theory was right, that’s why, of course,” you continued, voice falling to a mutter on the last part.
he shrugged, “don’t see why not.”
“only if it’s healed, though. don’t want to hear you whining and blaming me if it gets infected after.”
“don’t worry, my piercer said 2 months should be fine.” sukuna crossed his arms over his chest, before adding smugly. “bet you’re already soaked just thinkin’ about it.”
“can’t you do anything without teasing me?”
“my bad, now c’mon, flat on your back, princess.”
lying back on the couch, the phone long forgotten by your side, he lowered himself, knees planting on the floor, and settling between your legs. sukuna pushed the hem of your top up, letting it bunch up below your breasts, as he trailed his lips from your stomach all the way to one of your thighs.
your hand came to rest on the nape of his neck before tangling in the man’s pink locks, beckoning him lower on your body, the urge to clench your thighs together becoming stronger by the second.
he pressed a kiss to the inside of your thigh, before peeling off your shorts and panties. sukuna slung your legs over his broad shoulders, lightly inhaling the scent of your arousal before you muttered a swift “gross”, him flicking your clit once out of spite in response with the help of his tongue. you whimpered, the sting of the cool metal intensifying the sensation.
“oh, you’re quiet now, huh?” he mocked, diving his face into your glistening pussy. his hooked nose nudged against your sensitive nub, slick running down his chin while he lapped at your cunt hungrily.
“ah, f-fuck, kuna—…” you whined, fingers immediately pulling at his strands, knuckles going numb with effort while causing him to grunt against your folds, his eyes fluttering shut. sukuna’s rough hands held your trembling thighs apart, at the same time he ground his hips against the couch, feeding himself from the sweet nectar that was your slick.
“so fucking sweet, baby,” he purrs lowly.
the man’s half-lidded eyes were bore into your face and reactions, flattening his tongue as he dragged a long, filthy stripe all the way from your hole, up to your clit. the silver ball tugged at your folds, a strangled moan falling from your parted lips.
“sh-shit, ryo…oh, god,” your back arched off the couch, thighs locking around sukuna’s head. your hand urged him closer to your cunt, feeling heat pool low in your stomach, and rolling your hips against his face, trying to chase release.
“doing so good, pretty, taking it so well” he coos.
you were moments away from spilling over the edge, his tongue now swirling around your clit, and you chanting his name breathlessly, when sukuna suddenly pulled away, leaving you pent up and frustrated, pussy still clenching around nothing.
“what the fuck was that for?” your hand abandoned his hair, as you propped yourself up on your elbows, staring at his way-too-cocky face.
“don’t get angry, baby,” sukuna licked his bottom lip, cleaning himself of your slick, “you’ll come harder now, maybe even squirt on my face.”
you groaned, leaning back down on the couch, but not before lifting one of your legs and shove him away with your foot, “fucking pervert…hurry up before i make you sleep on the couch again.”
“okay-okay, damn, chill.”
two fingers reached to gather the slick between your folds, before prodding them inside—your head resting against the throw pillows, nails digging into his scalp once again—your gummy walls sucking his digits right in, the arch in your back returning.
“you like that, baby? you gonna cum f’me?”
“ryo…s-so good, mmph—…”
sukuna alternated between pumping his fingers in-and-out of you, scissoring them inside of you, curling them upwards to hit the spongy spot that made you scream, while he flicked his tongue at your puffy clit, before sealing his lips around it, beginning to suck your nub heavily.
“fuckfuckfuck…” you breathed out, eyes rolling into the back of your skull as sukuna made out with your clit, along with his fingers stuffing you full. lewd noises filling the air, the only could thing your hazy mind could make out were the obscene slurping sounds and wet squelches your boyfriend caused.
“that’s my girl….mmh…always so tight.”
your body felt taut like a coil, like you’re about to snap any second now, closing your eyes as you pull on sukuna’s strands almost painfully. his free hand snuck to your stomach, pressing down gently.
“f-fuck, kuna…too m-much!”
you choke out a cry, entire body shaking—clear liquid gushed out of your pussy, splashing sukuna’s fingers, his face and the couch, as it pooled beneath you. heat immediately creeped up your face as he laughed breathlessly.
“holy shit,” he muttered.
“shut up, you wanted it.”
standing up from the floor, and letting your legs fall down from his shoulders, sukuna rapidly undresses himself, tossing his jeans and boxers to the side, joined by his tee as he crawls up on top of you.
“c’mon, i gotta make you squirt on this dick now, baby.”
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i need a girl with a tongue piercing to eat me out rn lowk
© stardrift ୨୧ do not copy, repost, translate, feed to ai or modify on any other platform. minors do not interact on 18+ posts.
METALLIC TASTE
₊⊹ smut. fratkuna never told you he has a new tongue piercing ♡
art by @paanwny on tiktok
pairing: r. sukuna x fem!reader
content: pwp, pussydrunk sukuna, cunninlingus, clit play, fingering, orgasm denial, pet names (baby, love, princess), sukuna has a big nose, squirting, stomach pressing
wordcount: 1.3k
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a soft click rang out throughout the apartment, as the key met the back of the lock, announcing sukuna’s return home. he kicked his shoes off, tossing them aside before making his over to the living room.
hearing his footsteps nearing the couch, you looked up at him from your phone, the tv playing in the background as you scanned his tired look.
“long day?”
the man sighed, “couldn’t tell you.” flopping down onto the couch next to you, he grabbed the remote and flipped through the channels, before deciding to continue on why exactly his mood was so sour, glancing over at you. “had a fight with some dumbass pledge, idiot decided he can do whatever the fuck he wants around me, of all people.”
“a pledge? doesn’t that mean he’s new?”
“that’s what i’m saying, where the fuck he got all that ego from?”
while sukuna ranted angrily about his day, you couldn’t help but notice that when talking, opening his mouth made something shiny glint, specifically on his tongue. you knew that your boyfriend had an affinity for tattoos and piercings, given the number of ones he already has, but he couldn’t have the one you thought of as well, right?
“kuna, did you get a tongue piercing?”
“what?” he narrowed his eyes at you in confusion, before a smirk appeared on his lips. “did you notice that just now? baby, i’ve had it for like 2 months.”
thinking about it, the timeline did make sense—each time the two of you had sex in the past weeks, sukuna always had an excuse ready on why he couldn’t eat you out (despite it being one of his favourite things when it came to pleasuring you), claiming that either he was too tired, that he had to wake up early the next day since he had an exam, or that jin told him to come early in the following morning to take care of yuji while his brother took his wife, kaori, out.
“i dunno, i didn’t think you were hiding something from me, y’know.”
“love, you told me that you think it would suit me and that it’d feel better when i eat you out.” sukuna replied instantly, the amusement in his tone audible.
“right.”
sukuna really wasn’t lying, despite how ridiculous it may sound. some time ago, you mentioned it to him while cuddling, knowing well how much he liked giving you head, and how much you loved it, but you thought that his response would be limited to a low hum and a nod, before brushing the thought away. seems like it didn’t work like that this time.
“so…can we put it to the test? see if my theory was right, that’s why, of course,” you continued, voice falling to a mutter on the last part.
he shrugged, “don’t see why not.”
“only if it’s healed, though. don’t want to hear you whining and blaming me if it gets infected after.”
“don’t worry, my piercer said 2 months should be fine.” sukuna crossed his arms over his chest, before adding smugly. “bet you’re already soaked just thinkin’ about it.”
“can’t you do anything without teasing me?”
“my bad, now c’mon, flat on your back, princess.”
lying back on the couch, the phone long forgotten by your side, he lowered himself, knees planting on the floor, and settling between your legs. sukuna pushed the hem of your top up, letting it bunch up below your breasts, as he trailed his lips from your stomach all the way to one of your thighs.
your hand came to rest on the nape of his neck before tangling in the man’s pink locks, beckoning him lower on your body, the urge to clench your thighs together becoming stronger by the second.
he pressed a kiss to the inside of your thigh, before peeling off your shorts and panties. sukuna slung your legs over his broad shoulders, lightly inhaling the scent of your arousal before you muttered a swift “gross”, him flicking your clit once out of spite in response with the help of his tongue. you whimpered, the sting of the cool metal intensifying the sensation.
“oh, you’re quiet now, huh?” he mocked, diving his face into your glistening pussy. his hooked nose nudged against your sensitive nub, slick running down his chin while he lapped at your cunt hungrily.
“ah, f-fuck, kuna—…” you whined, fingers immediately pulling at his strands, knuckles going numb with effort while causing him to grunt against your folds, his eyes fluttering shut. sukuna’s rough hands held your trembling thighs apart, at the same time he ground his hips against the couch, feeding himself from the sweet nectar that was your slick.
“so fucking sweet, baby,” he purrs lowly.
the man’s half-lidded eyes were bore into your face and reactions, flattening his tongue as he dragged a long, filthy stripe all the way from your hole, up to your clit. the silver ball tugged at your folds, a strangled moan falling from your parted lips.
“sh-shit, ryo…oh, god,” your back arched off the couch, thighs locking around sukuna’s head. your hand urged him closer to your cunt, feeling heat pool low in your stomach, and rolling your hips against his face, trying to chase release.
“doing so good, pretty, taking it so well” he coos.
you were moments away from spilling over the edge, his tongue now swirling around your clit, and you chanting his name breathlessly, when sukuna suddenly pulled away, leaving you pent up and frustrated, pussy still clenching around nothing.
“what the fuck was that for?” your hand abandoned his hair, as you propped yourself up on your elbows, staring at his way-too-cocky face.
“don’t get angry, baby,” sukuna licked his bottom lip, cleaning himself of your slick, “you’ll come harder now, maybe even squirt on my face.”
you groaned, leaning back down on the couch, but not before lifting one of your legs and shove him away with your foot, “fucking pervert…hurry up before i make you sleep on the couch again.”
“okay-okay, damn, chill.”
two fingers reached to gather the slick between your folds, before prodding them inside—your head resting against the throw pillows, nails digging into his scalp once again—your gummy walls sucking his digits right in, the arch in your back returning.
“you like that, baby? you gonna cum f’me?”
“ryo…s-so good, mmph—…”
sukuna alternated between pumping his fingers in-and-out of you, scissoring them inside of you, curling them upwards to hit the spongy spot that made you scream, while he flicked his tongue at your puffy clit, before sealing his lips around it, beginning to suck your nub heavily.
“fuckfuckfuck…” you breathed out, eyes rolling into the back of your skull as sukuna made out with your clit, along with his fingers stuffing you full. lewd noises filling the air, the only could thing your hazy mind could make out were the obscene slurping sounds and wet squelches your boyfriend caused.
“that’s my girl….mmh…always so tight.”
your body felt taut like a coil, like you’re about to snap any second now, closing your eyes as you pull on sukuna’s strands almost painfully. his free hand snuck to your stomach, pressing down gently.
“f-fuck, kuna…too m-much!”
you choke out a cry, entire body shaking—clear liquid gushed out of your pussy, splashing sukuna’s fingers, his face and the couch, as it pooled beneath you. heat immediately creeped up your face as he laughed breathlessly.
“holy shit,” he muttered.
“shut up, you wanted it.”
standing up from the floor, and letting your legs fall down from his shoulders, sukuna rapidly undresses himself, tossing his jeans and boxers to the side, joined by his tee as he crawls up on top of you.
“c’mon, i gotta make you squirt on this dick now, baby.”
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FULLY CLOTHED
₊⊹ smut. dry humping w/ your boyfriend toji !!
art by @lailu0125 on twitter
pairing: t. fushiguro x fem!reader
content: pwp, teasing, dry humping, pet names (doll, pretty, baby, etc.), dirty talk, nipple play, clit play, fingering
wordcount: 1.1k
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your mind felt hazy as toji slowly grinded his hips against your ass, soft moans leaving your parted lips. his calloused hands tightly gripped your hips, as the huge dent in his sweatpants rubbed against your clothed folds, the pleasure sending a shiver straight to your spine and coaxing you to push back against him on instinct, meeting his length repeatedly.
toji trapped you between his meaty thighs, one of his hands slid along the curve of your waist, fingers splaying over your belly as he pressed closer, friction building with every thrust.
“this soaked and i haven’t even touched you yet? messy girl,” he noted, voice hoarse as he leaned in, burying his face in the crook of your shoulder, and sinking his teeth in gently. you grunted, the dull scape of toji’s teeth feeling painfully good in the moment, while his lips now grazed the shell of your ear, hips continuing to roll in slow, deliberate circles, the fabric of your clothes soaked.
precum mixed with your slick, allowing toji to thrust against you easier, his tip coming in contact with the plush skin of your ass. his tongue brushed across the edge of your ear, his hand that covered your abdomen sliding up to your chest and groping one of your tits through your top.
“hn, t-toji!” you stammered, back arching, the current angle even more tantalizing as the man groaned, the sound echoing deep in his chest. toji rolled your nipple, feeling it pebble under his touch.
he trailed open-mouthed kisses down the side of your neck, coming to settle in his favorite spot and seal his lips around it. sucking for a few moments, he pulls back with a wet pop, eyes tracing over the new mark staining your skin. “you like that, doll?”
you attempted to form a response, only a whimpered leaving your lips, toji’s hand leaving your chest and trailing down your body until he reached your waistband, slipping his fingers under your shorts. he circled his thumb over your swollen nub, causing you to gasp softly, eyes fluttering shut. “what was that, pretty?” he teased you, his deep voice making your knees buckle.
“yes, fuck!” you cried out, thighs clenching around his hand. “please, ‘ji…”
toji shook his head, his big hand forcing your legs apart once again. “ah-ah, you gotta keep your legs open f’me, yeah? just like that —… fuck, atta girl…” he groaned heartily, his head thrown back and his eyes squeezed shut as he kept toying with your clit, his free hand digging into the flesh of your hip. his movements grew sloppier, the warmth of your pussy radiating through your clothes as he grinded against you relentlessly, his meaty thighs trapping you. toji watched your ass jiggle as you moved against his bulge once more, his hand leaving your hip to squeeze one of your cheeks and smacking it once, sure to leave a handprint-shaped mark on your skin.
you humped toji’s palm, his thumb pressed against your clit, moaning out his name incoherently, about to spill over the edge. coming hard, the coil in your belly snapped, your thighs trembling lightly, sweat beading at your forehead.
“oh, god, ‘ji…” you breathed, almost giving up, your stamina barely even half of the man’s, your legs ready to collapse, but he was quick to return both of his hands to your hips, your puffy clit now neglected.
“don’t give out on me now—…shit, you can keep up, can’t you, baby?” his breathing was heavy and full of want, his cock throbbing against his boxers, it was close to being painful at this point. “just do it, hah, for me, yeah?” he leaned his face in, pulling you into a desperate kiss, your lewd sounds now stifled by him, as he nibbled at your bottom lip.
toji pulled away, leaving you panting for air as his forehead fell against your shoulders, sweat-ridden bangs sticking to his skin as his body halted, muscles pulling taut. he let out a string of quiet grunts, hips twitching behind you.
“need ya so bad, pretty…look what you’re doing to me…”
you looked at him over your shoulder. “did you just cum in your pants?”
“can’t hold myself back around you, y’know,” he shrugged, shameless when it came to his needs. his fingers hooked in the waistband of your shorts, pulling them down, along with your panties, the clothes resting around your knees as you whined, “’ji, i just came…”
“so did i, baby.” toji kissed your temple from behind, his hand sliding from your belly to your pussy, dragging two thick fingers across your slick folds, gathering your slick before prodding inside, your gummy walls sucking him in.
“mm, so wet and you’re still this tight…” he paused. “gonna have to prep you, huh?”
you were oversensitive from your orgasm, the aftershocks still washing in waves over you, your mind clouded with pleasure as he stuffed you full with only his fingers. toji was knuckles-deep, his thumb abusing your clit again as he curled his digits, hitting that spongy spot that made you see stars. your hand gripped his forearm tightly, body quivering and voice crying out his name in broken little whimpers as he bullied his fingers inside of you, stroking them against your pulsating walls.
the squelching sounds that filled the room were nearly pornographic, accompanying each pump and curl of his digits, toji’s eyes washing over your whole body. his lips grazed against the shell of your ear as he showered you in praise.
“taking my fingers so well, baby, like you were made for this.”
“’ji, please, can’t take it…” you didn’t even know what you were begging him for at this point, but you surely weren’t asking him to pull away, to leave you ridden up with want after getting you up in this state.
“just like that, doll…hold on for a little longer, ‘kay? gonna make you feel good.”
with a final curl of his fingers, you clenched around him, squeezing his digits hard, this orgasm even more delicious than the last, feeling it all throughout your body as you twitched against him, coating him in even more of your slick. even like that, he kept pumping them in you, milking you dry as he kept purring sweet-nothings into your ear.
toji drew his fingers back, just to raise his hand up to his mouth and slide his coated fingers in between of his lips, licking them dry before remarking.
“taste so damn sweet, i gotta make you cum on my tongue, i swear.”
and then, he grabbed you, his broad frame shadowing yours as he picked you up and dragged you over to the bed.
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first ever toji smut ive written ngl
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₊⊹ smut. dry humping w/ your boyfriend toji !!
art by @lailu0125 on twitter
pairing: t. fushiguro x fem!reader
content: pwp, teasing, dry humping, pet names (doll, pretty, baby, etc.), dirty talk, nipple play, clit play, fingering
wordcount: 1.1k
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your mind felt hazy as toji slowly grinded his hips against your ass, soft moans leaving your parted lips. his calloused hands tightly gripped your hips, as the huge dent in his sweatpants rubbed against your clothed folds, the pleasure sending a shiver straight to your spine and coaxing you to push back against him on instinct, meeting his length repeatedly.
toji trapped you between his meaty thighs, one of his hands slid along the curve of your waist, fingers splaying over your belly as he pressed closer, friction building with every thrust.
“this soaked and i haven’t even touched you yet? messy girl,” he noted, voice hoarse as he leaned in, burying his face in the crook of your shoulder, and sinking his teeth in gently. you grunted, the dull scape of toji’s teeth feeling painfully good in the moment, while his lips now grazed the shell of your ear, hips continuing to roll in slow, deliberate circles, the fabric of your clothes soaked.
precum mixed with your slick, allowing toji to thrust against you easier, his tip coming in contact with the plush skin of your ass. his tongue brushed across the edge of your ear, his hand that covered your abdomen sliding up to your chest and groping one of your tits through your top.
“hn, t-toji!” you stammered, back arching, the current angle even more tantalizing as the man groaned, the sound echoing deep in his chest. toji rolled your nipple, feeling it pebble under his touch.
he trailed open-mouthed kisses down the side of your neck, coming to settle in his favorite spot and seal his lips around it. sucking for a few moments, he pulls back with a wet pop, eyes tracing over the new mark staining your skin. “you like that, doll?”
you attempted to form a response, only a whimpered leaving your lips, toji’s hand leaving your chest and trailing down your body until he reached your waistband, slipping his fingers under your shorts. he circled his thumb over your swollen nub, causing you to gasp softly, eyes fluttering shut. “what was that, pretty?” he teased you, his deep voice making your knees buckle.
“yes, fuck!” you cried out, thighs clenching around his hand. “please, ‘ji…”
toji shook his head, his big hand forcing your legs apart once again. “ah-ah, you gotta keep your legs open f’me, yeah? just like that —… fuck, atta girl…” he groaned heartily, his head thrown back and his eyes squeezed shut as he kept toying with your clit, his free hand digging into the flesh of your hip. his movements grew sloppier, the warmth of your pussy radiating through your clothes as he grinded against you relentlessly, his meaty thighs trapping you. toji watched your ass jiggle as you moved against his bulge once more, his hand leaving your hip to squeeze one of your cheeks and smacking it once, sure to leave a handprint-shaped mark on your skin.
you humped toji’s palm, his thumb pressed against your clit, moaning out his name incoherently, about to spill over the edge. coming hard, the coil in your belly snapped, your thighs trembling lightly, sweat beading at your forehead.
“oh, god, ‘ji…” you breathed, almost giving up, your stamina barely even half of the man’s, your legs ready to collapse, but he was quick to return both of his hands to your hips, your puffy clit now neglected.
“don’t give out on me now—…shit, you can keep up, can’t you, baby?” his breathing was heavy and full of want, his cock throbbing against his boxers, it was close to being painful at this point. “just do it, hah, for me, yeah?” he leaned his face in, pulling you into a desperate kiss, your lewd sounds now stifled by him, as he nibbled at your bottom lip.
toji pulled away, leaving you panting for air as his forehead fell against your shoulders, sweat-ridden bangs sticking to his skin as his body halted, muscles pulling taut. he let out a string of quiet grunts, hips twitching behind you.
“need ya so bad, pretty…look what you’re doing to me…”
you looked at him over your shoulder. “did you just cum in your pants?”
“can’t hold myself back around you, y’know,” he shrugged, shameless when it came to his needs. his fingers hooked in the waistband of your shorts, pulling them down, along with your panties, the clothes resting around your knees as you whined, “’ji, i just came…”
“so did i, baby.” toji kissed your temple from behind, his hand sliding from your belly to your pussy, dragging two thick fingers across your slick folds, gathering your slick before prodding inside, your gummy walls sucking him in.
“mm, so wet and you’re still this tight…” he paused. “gonna have to prep you, huh?”
you were oversensitive from your orgasm, the aftershocks still washing in waves over you, your mind clouded with pleasure as he stuffed you full with only his fingers. toji was knuckles-deep, his thumb abusing your clit again as he curled his digits, hitting that spongy spot that made you see stars. your hand gripped his forearm tightly, body quivering and voice crying out his name in broken little whimpers as he bullied his fingers inside of you, stroking them against your pulsating walls.
the squelching sounds that filled the room were nearly pornographic, accompanying each pump and curl of his digits, toji’s eyes washing over your whole body. his lips grazed against the shell of your ear as he showered you in praise.
“taking my fingers so well, baby, like you were made for this.”
“’ji, please, can’t take it…” you didn’t even know what you were begging him for at this point, but you surely weren’t asking him to pull away, to leave you ridden up with want after getting you up in this state.
“just like that, doll…hold on for a little longer, ‘kay? gonna make you feel good.”
with a final curl of his fingers, you clenched around him, squeezing his digits hard, this orgasm even more delicious than the last, feeling it all throughout your body as you twitched against him, coating him in even more of your slick. even like that, he kept pumping them in you, milking you dry as he kept purring sweet-nothings into your ear.
toji drew his fingers back, just to raise his hand up to his mouth and slide his coated fingers in between of his lips, licking them dry before remarking.
“taste so damn sweet, i gotta make you cum on my tongue, i swear.”
and then, he grabbed you, his broad frame shadowing yours as he picked you up and dragged you over to the bed.
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first ever toji smut ive written ngl
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₊⊹ smut. who knew that a new set of lingerie would get your boyfriend choso so hard?
pairing: c. kamo x fem!reader
content: pwp, smut, sub choso, dom reader, blow & hand job, p in v, unprotected sex, edging, begging, lingerie,
wordcount: 1,7k
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choso was currently sitting on the edge of your bed, one hand propped up behind him, and the other scrolling through his phone. you were off to the bathroom to change in the new clothes you’ve bought today, showing them off to him.
once he heard you call out his name, he looked up from the screen, eyes catching your figure as you stood in the doorway of the bedroom. warmth creeped up his face immediately, the matching lacy lingerie set hugged all of your curves, leaving nothing to the imagination, as he tried to keep his gaze trained on your face and ignoring the growing boner in his pants.
“so? do you like it?” you asked.
he nodded, voice low in his throat, “mm, yeah…it’s nice.”
“that’s all?”
“…you look good in it.”
the phone in his hand was long forgotten as your face lightened up, walking over to him, and showing him the details of the set—the small bow sewn on the waistband of your panties, along with an identical on the front of your bra’s band, as well the delicate lace adorning the margins of both pieces—while his dick strained against the fabric of his boxers, swallowing dryly.
your voice barely registered in his head as he admired your figure, letting out the occasional hum of acknowledgment to show you that he was paying attention—he just couldn’t hold back from staring, the set made you look too pretty!
the panties hugged your mound perfectly, side straps digging into your hips, and the bra’s padding pushing your breasts up, slightly spilling over the edges of the cups.
“are you okay, cho? you look pretty distracted.”
“what? oh, yeah.” his head snapped up to you, a sheepish smile playing on his lips as his train of thoughts got brutally interrupted. “it’s just…it fits you very well, that’s all.”
“you sure?”
“yeah, why?”
you nodded towards the lower part of his body, the outline of his length visible through the denim of his jeans. “do you like it that much?” you teased him.
“you know that i’m weak for you, angel.”
“want me to help you out?”
choso hesitated before muttering breathily, “if you want…”
you leaned forward and reached for the buckle and took off his belt before tossing it away, causing the man to squirm lightly under your touch. undoing his zipper, you pulled choso’s pants down, along with his black boxers, his hips lifting off of the mattress to help you slide them down. fabric bunched right above his knees, his heavy cock springing free, resting against his stomach. slivers of precum lingered around his flushed tip, itching for release as you run your fingers across the sensitive underside of his shaft.
choso chewed on his bottom lip, swallowing back any sound while his hips jolted lazily into the air once.
“you need this so badly, don’t you, cho?” you punctuated your words with a shy brush of your thumb over his slit.
he shakily nodded his head, not trusting that his voice wouldn’t crack or come out broken or desperate. you hummed softly, wrapping a loose fist around his base and palming him weakly, using the steady stream of precum to make your strokes smoother. “what was that?” you purred, other hand coming to grip one of choso’s thighs, nails digging in gentle enough to leave marks.
choso gasped sharply, hips jerking forward into your hand, chasing the feeling. he trembled, the muscles in his thighs involuntarily flexing as a soft, high whine fell from his lips. “fuck, yes!” he choked out breathily, voice cracking. “god—yes, need ya!” his head fell back, eyes shut tight as he grabbed onto the sheets, knuckles going numb with effort from how tight his grasp was.
“see? wasn’t that hard, was it?”
as a reward, you lower yourself down on your knees, right in between his legs, the carpet below you digging in to your skin. his cock was thick and heavy as your tongue darted out, starting the same way as you did with your hand, by dragging out a long, messy stripe across the underside of his length, tracing the prominent vein that sat there. choso shuddered, grunts spilling from his throat, along with incoherent pleas to let him cum as his cock pulsed under your tongue.
“needy, huh?” you looked up at his face, eyes half-lidded while planting a few kitty licks on his tip before adding. “can’t even go a day without cumming.”
choso couldn’t reply, his mind seemingly too preoccupied as small drops of sweat beaded at his forehead, voice caught in his throat. one of his hands flew to the back of your head, fingers shaky, as you sealed your lips around his tip, sucking lightly. pulling gently at your roots, you grunted against his skin, opening your mouth wider to envelop his whole girth, drool trickling down your chin.
giving yourself a moment to adjust to the feeling, you push your mouth deeper, until you reached its base. your nose pressed against his pubic bone, rubbing against the patch of dark hair at his base, as choso began rocking his cock into the tightness of you throat, your tongue working on him however it can. once you ran out of air, you pulled back, breath coming in ragged gasps, before you resume your position, hollowing your cheeks. that earns a loud groan from the man above you as you continue your ministrations.
“mm, fuck,” choso moans. “so good…”
long, gravelly sounds radiated from within the man’s chest, as your tongue swirled across the sparse veins, at the same time bobbing your head on the length, lips wrapped tight around the head. tears bead up at his eyelashes, streaks of black eyeliner running down the sides of his face. choso was getting closer and closer, tasting more of his precum as you gripped onto his thighs harder,
his abs were taut like a coil, ready to spill over the edge as he now freely let moans slip from his lips.
“ahh, baby, please—…” he whines when you suddenly pull away. “was so close…”
“i know, cho.” you replied in a low, soft tone, licking your lips to clean yourself up. “but you gotta be patient, yeah? you gotta earn it, baby.”
when your eye met, you simply raise one eyebrow at him. if he obeyed you, he would finally be able to cum. which makes choso’s head fall back in sheer frustration.
“please…” choso whimpered, looking at you again. “angel, please. i’m begging you.”
you were satisfied enough with that, shifting one hand to grip the base of his cock, sucking on it once more. a thin layer of sweat coated his skin, dripping down his forehead to his throat, as his thighs trembled, hips jerking into your mouth in desperate, little motions. his hand at the back of your skull urged you closer to him, as moaned your name repeatedly.
“nhh, god, right there—…f-fuck!”
choso’s body locked up as he came hard, ropes of semen painting the inside of your mouth and leaking down your chin before he pulled away, his oversensitive cock slowly softening now. you swallow his load, wiping the excess off with the back of your hand. he flopped down against the mattress, one arm draped over his eyes, chest heaving. but you were far from done with him.
you got up from the floor and crawled on top of him, bracing a knee on each side of his legs, straddling his hips. sliding the fabric of your panties to the side, his arm instantly fell from his face, eyes shooting up to look at you as you grabbed his semi-hard length, rubbing it along your slick covered folds before lowering yourself.
choso’s hand flew to your hips, holding on tight as you let out a quiet hiss, before getting used to the feeling. with no prep, the stretch was pretty intense, but your soaked pussy helped, the pain quickly giving away to pleasure as you began moving your hips.
“god, baby—…giving me no breaks.” he said hoarsely.
a hand came up to your chest, palming one of your tits through the cup of your bra as you rolled your hips in circular motions on top of him. “choso…” you whimpered. his fingers reached for the clasp sitting on your back, sliding the straps off from your shoulders, tossing it away and leaving your tits exposed to the cold air. choso’s hips bucked up into yours, creating more friction as you rode him.
he retreated against the headboard, his back supported by the pillows as he watched your tits bounce in his face with every grind of your hips. he leaned in, lips sealing around one of your hardened peaks, his free hand groping your neglected tit, before switching, leaving them glistening in his spit.
“cho…” you mewled, moving faster.
his head fell back, both hands moving to your waist, then back to your hips as he thrusted lazily into you, wet squelches and sounds of skin slapping filling the room. you clenched around his cock, choso choking back a groan in response.
he rasped out, “mm, just like that, fuck—…”
rolling your hips harder, you chase release, your walls clamping down on him as white, hot shocks flashed behind your eyes, legs trembling around his thighs.
“oh, god—…cho, fuck!” you cried out, continuing to move, your orgasm coming in waves as you rode him through the aftershocks.
his dick twitched inside of you, a clear signal that he was about to finish for a second time soon. the man’s grip on your hips was like a vice, you couldn’t move away even if you wanted to, forcing you down until his full length disappeared inside of you, balls meeting your ass as ribbons of cum filled you up.
“oh, shit, so good…” his hands left your body, breathing even heavier now as you got off of the bed, looking way too content with yourself as you make your way over to the bathroom again.
choso glanced over at you, voice husky as he asks, confused, “where are you going…?”
you looked at him over your shoulder, a sly smile dragging the corners of your lip up.
“i got more to show you, cho. you really thought i’d buy just one?”
he blinked at you a few times as the gears in his mind worked, before groaning exasperatedly, throwing his head against the soft pillows, “fuck, girl…” you didn’t even hear him as you walked out of the bedroom.
it was going to be a long, long night for choso.
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ive had ms word open for 6 hours now istg
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LACED UP
₊⊹ smut. who knew that a new set of lingerie would get your boyfriend choso so hard?
pairing: c. kamo x fem!reader
content: pwp, smut, sub choso, dom reader, blow & hand job, p in v, unprotected sex, edging, begging, lingerie
wordcount: 1.7k
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choso was currently sitting on the edge of your bed, one hand propped up behind him, and the other scrolling through his phone. you were off to the bathroom to change in the new clothes you’ve bought today, showing them off to him.
once he heard you call out his name, he looked up from the screen, eyes catching your figure as you stood in the doorway of the bedroom. warmth creeped up his face immediately, the matching lacy lingerie set hugged all of your curves, leaving nothing to the imagination, as he tried to keep his gaze trained on your face and ignoring the growing boner in his pants.
“so? do you like it?” you asked.
he nodded, voice low in his throat, “mm, yeah…it’s nice.”
“that’s all?”
“…you look good in it.”
the phone in his hand was long forgotten as your face lightened up, walking over to him, and showing him the details of the set—the small bow sewn on the waistband of your panties, along with an identical on the front of your bra’s band, as well the delicate lace adorning the margins of both pieces—while his dick strained against the fabric of his boxers, swallowing dryly.
your voice barely registered in his head as he admired your figure, letting out the occasional hum of acknowledgment to show you that he was paying attention—he just couldn’t hold back from staring, the set made you look too pretty!
the panties hugged your mound perfectly, side straps digging into your hips, and the bra’s padding pushing your breasts up, slightly spilling over the edges of the cups.
“are you okay, cho? you look pretty distracted.”
“what? oh, yeah.” his head snapped up to you, a sheepish smile playing on his lips as his train of thoughts got brutally interrupted. “it’s just…it fits you very well, that’s all.”
“you sure?”
“yeah, why?”
you nodded towards the lower part of his body, the outline of his length visible through the denim of his jeans. “do you like it that much?” you teased him.
“you know that i’m weak for you, angel.”
“want me to help you out?”
choso hesitated before muttering breathily, “if you want…”
you leaned forward and reached for the buckle and took off his belt before tossing it away, causing the man to squirm lightly under your touch. undoing his zipper, you pulled choso’s pants down, along with his black boxers, his hips lifting off of the mattress to help you slide them down. fabric bunched right above his knees, his heavy cock springing free, resting against his stomach. slivers of precum lingered around his flushed tip, itching for release as you run your fingers across the sensitive underside of his shaft.
choso chewed on his bottom lip, swallowing back any sound while his hips jolted lazily into the air once.
“you need this so badly, don’t you, cho?” you punctuated your words with a shy brush of your thumb over his slit.
he shakily nodded his head, not trusting that his voice wouldn’t crack or come out broken or desperate. you hummed softly, wrapping a loose fist around his base and palming him weakly, using the steady stream of precum to make your strokes smoother. “what was that?” you purred, other hand coming to grip one of choso’s thighs, nails digging in gentle enough to leave marks.
choso gasped sharply, hips jerking forward into your hand, chasing the feeling. he trembled, the muscles in his thighs involuntarily flexing as a soft, high whine fell from his lips. “fuck, yes!” he choked out breathily, voice cracking. “god—yes, need ya!” his head fell back, eyes shut tight as he grabbed onto the sheets, knuckles going numb with effort from how tight his grasp was.
“see? wasn’t that hard, was it?”
as a reward, you lower yourself down on your knees, right in between his legs, the carpet below you digging in to your skin. his cock was thick and heavy as your tongue darted out, starting the same way as you did with your hand, by dragging out a long, messy stripe across the underside of his length, tracing the prominent vein that sat there. choso shuddered, grunts spilling from his throat, along with incoherent pleas to let him cum as his cock pulsed under your tongue.
“needy, huh?” you looked up at his face, eyes half-lidded while planting a few kitty licks on his tip before adding. “can’t even go a day without cumming.”
choso couldn’t reply, his mind seemingly too preoccupied as small drops of sweat beaded at his forehead, voice caught in his throat. one of his hands flew to the back of your head, fingers shaky, as you sealed your lips around his tip, sucking lightly. pulling gently at your roots, you grunted against his skin, opening your mouth wider to envelop his whole girth, drool trickling down your chin.
giving yourself a moment to adjust to the feeling, you push your mouth deeper, until you reached its base. your nose pressed against his pubic bone, rubbing against the patch of dark hair at his base, as choso began rocking his cock into the tightness of you throat, your tongue working on him however it can. once you ran out of air, you pulled back, breath coming in ragged gasps, before you resume your position, hollowing your cheeks. that earns a loud groan from the man above you as you continue your ministrations.
“mm, fuck,” choso moans. “so good…”
long, gravelly sounds radiated from within the man’s chest, as your tongue swirled across the sparse veins, at the same time bobbing your head on the length, lips wrapped tight around the head. tears bead up at his eyelashes, streaks of black eyeliner running down the sides of his face. choso was getting closer and closer, tasting more of his precum as you gripped onto his thighs harder,
his abs were taut like a coil, ready to spill over the edge as he now freely let moans slip from his lips.
“ahh, baby, please—…” he whines when you suddenly pull away. “was so close…”
“i know, cho.” you replied in a low, soft tone, licking your lips to clean yourself up. “but you gotta be patient, yeah? you gotta earn it, baby.”
when your eye met, you simply raise one eyebrow at him. if he obeyed you, he would finally be able to cum. which makes choso’s head fall back in sheer frustration.
“please…” choso whimpered, looking at you again. “angel, please. i’m begging you.”
you were satisfied enough with that, shifting one hand to grip the base of his cock, sucking on it once more. a thin layer of sweat coated his skin, dripping down his forehead to his throat, as his thighs trembled, hips jerking into your mouth in desperate, little motions. his hand at the back of your skull urged you closer to him, as moaned your name repeatedly.
“nhh, god, right there—…f-fuck!”
choso’s body locked up as he came hard, ropes of semen painting the inside of your mouth and leaking down your chin before he pulled away, his oversensitive cock slowly softening now. you swallow his load, wiping the excess off with the back of your hand. he flopped down against the mattress, one arm draped over his eyes, chest heaving. but you were far from done with him.
you got up from the floor and crawled on top of him, bracing a knee on each side of his legs, straddling his hips. sliding the fabric of your panties to the side, his arm instantly fell from his face, eyes shooting up to look at you as you grabbed his semi-hard length, rubbing it along your slick covered folds before lowering yourself.
choso’s hand flew to your hips, holding on tight as you let out a quiet hiss, before getting used to the feeling. with no prep, the stretch was pretty intense, but your soaked pussy helped, the pain quickly giving away to pleasure as you began moving your hips.
“god, baby—…giving me no breaks.” he said hoarsely.
a hand came up to your chest, palming one of your tits through the cup of your bra as you rolled your hips in circular motions on top of him. “choso…” you whimpered. his fingers reached for the clasp sitting on your back, sliding the straps off from your shoulders, tossing it away and leaving your tits exposed to the cold air. choso’s hips bucked up into yours, creating more friction as you rode him.
he retreated against the headboard, his back supported by the pillows as he watched your tits bounce in his face with every grind of your hips. he leaned in, lips sealing around one of your hardened peaks, his free hand groping your neglected tit, before switching, leaving them glistening in his spit.
“cho…” you mewled, moving faster.
his head fell back, both hands moving to your waist, then back to your hips as he thrusted lazily into you, wet squelches and sounds of skin slapping filling the room. you clenched around his cock, choso choking back a groan in response.
he rasped out, “mm, just like that, fuck—…”
rolling your hips harder, you chase release, your walls clamping down on him as white, hot shocks flashed behind your eyes, legs trembling around his thighs.
“oh, god—…cho, fuck!” you cried out, continuing to move, your orgasm coming in waves as you rode him through the aftershocks.
his dick twitched inside of you, a clear signal that he was about to finish for a second time soon. the man’s grip on your hips was like a vice, you couldn’t move away even if you wanted to, forcing you down until his full length disappeared inside of you, balls meeting your ass as ribbons of cum filled you up.
“oh, shit, so good…” his hands left your body, breathing even heavier now as you got off of the bed, looking way too content with yourself as you make your way over to the bathroom again.
choso glanced over at you, voice husky as he asks, confused, “where are you going…?”
you looked at him over your shoulder, a sly smile dragging the corners of your lip up.
“i got more to show you, cho. you really thought i’d buy just one?”
he blinked at you a few times as the gears in his mind worked, before groaning exasperatedly, throwing his head against the soft pillows, “fuck, girl…” you didn’t even hear him as you walked out of the bedroom.
it was going to be a long, long night for choso.
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SPIDERMAN!YUJI HEADCANONS
₊⊹ fluff & smut. spiderman!yuji is tokyo's one and only spiderman, but is living the double life; college student by day, superhero by night, and at the same time, he's dating you ♡
art by baaozhe on ig
pairing: spidey!y. itadori x gn!reader
content: non curse college au, idiots in love, some nsfw hcs, usual spiderman bs, mostly fluffy hcs, slight bondage kink (with webs), blow & hand job (yuji rec), that's all
wordcount: 0.8k
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spiderman!yuji who became spiderman by eating the spider, not exactly getting bitten by it ;
spiderman!yuji who is most likely an exercise major (physical therapy, specifically), since he wants to do something that would let him help people, even without the suit ;
spiderman!yuji who constantly has bruises on his body and claims that the purple fingerprint marks on his neck are from walking into a door ;
spiderman!yuji who keeps his phone open, even during patrol, in case you’ll text or call him ;
spiderman!yuji who has the most horrendous sleep schedule you’ve ever seen. he comes back from patrol at 4am and has his first lecture at 8am, he’s half-asleep by the time the professor opens the powerpoint presentation. he’s lucky he has either you, nobara or megumi sitting right beside him to nudge him awake each time ;
spiderman!yuji who burns calories insanely fast, having to eat half your fridge to sustain himself. for you, pretty much every grocery trip was basically futile, in less than a day, a third of the food was gone, leaving you with an apologetic yuji who was pleading you to not get mad at him and that he’d pay for your food for the next 3 dates ;
spiderman!yuji who always runs late for almost all of your dates ;
spiderman!yuji who drinks energy drinks and coffee constantly, needing something to keep him upright, especially at night. about all gas stations in tokyo were used to seeing spiderman fully suited, showing up to the register with one or two cans of redbull. stepping outside, he pulls his mask up to his nose, drinking the entire thing before pulling it back down and throwing the empty drink in a nearby trash can ;
spiderman!yuji who waves back at kids on the street while swinging through the city, causing them to scream in excitement ;
spiderman!yuji who swears he doesn’t mean to cancel dates with you, he loves going out with you, really! it’s just that the police keep sending him alerts —a robbery on the other side of tokyo, a mugging down the street, who’s better at catching the criminals if not the amazing spiderman himself ? he feels extremely guilty each time, trying to make it up to you by buying you a bouquet of your favourite flowers, and getting you a bunch of snacks ;
spiderman!yuji who is well-loved by stray dogs around the city ;
spiderman!yuji who loves swinging around with you in his arms. he makes sure you don’t fall with one arm as he shoots webs with the other, reassuring you that you won’t fall, and that even if you do, he’ll catch you!
spiderman!yuji who before he confessed to you, had told megumi he was terrified if you’d find spiderman cooler than him ;
spiderman!yuji who accidentally revealed his secret identity to you back when he left your dorm through your window, as usual, except that time it was 2am and you were supposed to be asleep while he quietly slipped out of the room, wearing his full suit, except for the mask ;
spiderman!yuji who couldn’t contain his happiness back when you dressed up as his hero persona for halloween, taking a bunch of pictures with you, and claiming that you’re matching ;
spiderman!yujii who didn’t know how to ask you out, asking his older brother choso, along with todo, for advice. even after doing that, he still wasn’t exactly sure of himself and resorted to asking his uncle sukuna ;
spiderman!yuji who stops swinging to rest on random rooftops only to pull his phone out and take a picture of the sunset and send it to you ;
spiderman!yuji who always gives you a quick forehead kiss before patrol, even if he’s running late and the police scanner app has been ringing for the last few minutes. it happens so often that one time when he was staying over at megumi’s dorm, he once accidentally tried to kiss him goodbye and megumi nearly punched him ;
spiderman!yuji who texts you that he made it home safely after every patrol, without miss ;
spiderman!yuji who tied you to his bed using his web shooters when you so-nicely begged him to once ;
spiderman!yuji who might now have a bondage kink ;
spiderman!yuji who even let you tie him up ! he just loves it so much :( , seeing you wrap your fingers around his shaft, pumping your hand up-and-down on it, his hands tied together above his head, sticky webs wrapped tightly around his wrists, letting him unable to move as you edge him until small tears bead up at the corners of his eyes, face warm and flushed as he begged you to let him cum ;
spiderman!yuji who cries as you overstimulate him, spine arched off of the mattress and abs pull still jerking him off while he is too sensitive after just cumming, giving him zero time to recover, yet asking you to not stop ;
spiderman!yuji who loves to get sucked off by you after a long day, he is just sooo tired after patrolling, the police officers pissing him off and having to study for exams :( he keeps a hand fisted in your hair, only to anchor himself, his head thrown back and eyes shut tightly as he groans your name and other sweet nothings, instinctively thrusting his hips into your mouth gently ;
spiderman!yuji who apologizes when he makes you choke, saying he didn’t mean to and was just too caught up in the feeling ;
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BLUE HOUR
₊⊹ smut. spiderwoman!fem!gojo is too tired most nights to please her girlfriend but teasing you is way more important than her sleep !!
art by @paanwny on tiktok
pairing: fem!g. satoru x fem!reader
content: smut with minimal plot, non curse college au (briefly mentioned), teasing, grinding, fingering & oral (reader rec), breast & nipple play, overstim, praise, making out, 69, dirty talk (?), pet names (doll, babe, baby, pretty)
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you knew that having spiderwoman as your girlfriend wouldn’t be easy, but no one told you that it meant that most nights, she’d be too tired to do anything more than give you a kiss and cuddle before drifting to sleep, and on the rare occasion, make out with you.
it was hard to get mad at her, really, after all, she was japan’s one and only superhero, living in tokyo, of all cities, and to not even mention that she also had to pretend being a normal astronomy major student, that her sleepless nights came from studying for exams and not from fighting crime.
tonight was no different, the clock reading 2:17am, as you still had your laptop open, trying to finish an assignment when gojo unlocked the door to your dorm room, kicking her shoes off and tossing them aside. she peeled off her grey sweatpants, lifting one foot and then the other to free herself from the tangled pant legs.
“baby, i’m home,” she called out, dragging her feet to your shared bedroom.
you looked up at her, closing the laptop with a soft click, and following her movements as she dropped face-first onto the mattress. she groaned, burying her face deeper into the sheets, before turning her head to the side and staring at you.
“busy?”
“nah, just had to finish this.” you propped your elbow on your knee, resting your chin on your hand. “what about you?”
gojo turned on her back, eyes fixed on the ceiling and fingers intertwined over her ribcage as she noted, “the usual, had to stop a mugging or two, a robbery, stuff like that. not that many injuries either, ‘cause i know you love to worry about that.”
she glanced at you again, a small grin on her face as she teased you, causing you to shove her shoulder as she laughed.
“i’m being serious, i’m finee.”
“i sure hope so.” you looked down at the white and blue suit covering her body. “don’t you wanna shower, though? you smell like shit.”
“oh, right. thanks for reminding me, babe.”
sitting up, she grabbed the side of your face with one hand to give you a small peck before pulling away, the same smile painted on her lips.
“i’ll be quick, i swear.”
gojo got out of bed, going through her closet to pick some clothes to sleep in, walking to the bathroom with the pair of shorts and tee in one hand, leaving you alone in the room. once you heard the shower running, you stood up, putting your laptop away before sitting back down and wondering how you were going to charm your girlfriend. surely, she wasn’t too tired, she seemed pretty energetic still, but you couldn’t just ask her, either. it would just make you look desperate, and only you know how long she’d tease you for it, too.
but how else were you going to hint to her that you want her? for how pretty she was, she could also be pretty dense, especially when she pretended to not understand what you were trying to say, just so she could hear you say it directly (you’d rather die than do that right now).
in your thinking, you didn’t hear gojo stepping out of the shower, until she returned, standing in the doorframe briefly, as she looked over your form.
“thinking?” she remarked.
you focused your gaze back on her. “about school stuff, that’s all. feeling better?”
she hummed in agreement, reaching up to feel her still-damp white hair before wiping her fingers on her shorts as she wandered back toward the bed.
“nobody tells you that fighting crime implies smelling like the sewers. you’d swear criminals live together with rats in there, i swear.”
flopping onto the bed, she turned on her side, facing you, head propped up on the heel of her hand, her free one resting by her body. you couldn’t keep yourself from peeking at her smooth lips before looking back at her face, while gojo grinned slightly.
“got something on my face?”
“what? no.”
“then why are you looking at me like that?”
“like what?”
“like you wanna devour me right here. acting as if i don’t have eyes.”
all of a sudden, your 6’3 girlfriend crawled into your lap, hips straddling yours as her hands moved to your waist. your hands immediately settled on her hips, nails digging in the cotton of her waistband, as you swallowed dryly.
gojo looked down at where your hands were resting. “getting bold tonight, i see.”
she gazed back up at you, hands squeezing your waist lightly as you loosened your grip instinctively, causing her to laugh softly.
“cute. you could’ve just said you missed me, y’know. i’m not one to refuse my pretty girl.”
one of her hands trailed up your figure, passing over your torso until she reached your chest, gently tracing the skin sitting right above your bra through the fabric of your shirt.
“well?” she tilted her head to the side.
you blinked, confused. “well what?”
“you missed me.”
“…yeah.”
amusement flickered across her face as she withdrew her hand, letting it rest back on your thigh.
“that’s not what i asked.”
“you’re impossible,” you groaned, irritated.
“mm, but i’m right.”
feeling warmth crawl up your face, you tried to avert your gaze, until she placed a slender finger under your chin, coaxing you to look back at her.
“use your words, love.”
“i wasn’t staring at you.”
“baby, you looked at my lips. you think i was born last night?”
“no…”
“so?” the hand that was holding your chin slid down to reach under your shirt, feeling the soft skin, as her nails grazed the underside of your bra.
a shiver ran through you at the light touch of her fingers, breath hitching quietly.
“maybe i did miss you…” you muttered.
“what was that?”
“i want you, okay?”
“there she is.” her expression softened just a bit.
the hand settled on your thigh moved to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “see? was that so hard?”
“shut up.” you buried your face in her shoulder, doing anything to avoid her blue eyes.
gojo chuckled once more, letting her hand fall down to your back, tracing your spine before dwelling on the small of your back. it wasn’t long until you sat back up, one of the hands that were gripping her hips slipping to her shorts, hooking one finger in the waistband and pulling it lower, just enough for you to get a glimpse of her v-line.
“you know….” you look up at her pink lips again. “i wasn’t the only staring.”
she raised an eyebrow. “what do you mean?”
“you were the one who crawled into my lap.”
the tip of your finger brushes over the flimsy material of her panties, making gojo squirm a little on top of you. one of her hands moved to the nape of your neck as she pulled your face even closer to hers, like she didn’t want a single inch of space between you, her other one coming up to cup your breast over the bra, giving it a gentle squeeze.
her breath was slow and warm as it fanned over yours your movements halting and gojo’s lips locking with yours. she tasted like mint, most likely from the peppermint gum she always chews on, even at home. you could only assume that she had bought a new pack on the way home after patrolling.
it started cautiously, basically testing the waters, but once you kissed her back, she deepened the kiss as she bit on your bottom lip gently, as your lips parted, her tongue slipping inside.
the woman pulled away, your chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath and her lips leaving lazy kisses on the side of your jaw, before trailing down your throat.
you almost forgot how exhausted she'd looked an hour ago as you tilted your head back, granting her access, gojo’s fingers tangling in your hair and peppering kisses down your neck and along your collarbone before pressing her lips down onto the side of your neck. she sucked the skin there lightly, your eyes shut closed as you let out a quiet grunt.
you'd wanted this all evening, savouring the feeling of gojo’s touch as she pulled back, licking over the new mark to dull the ache, while her nails grazed your scalp.
“you like this, don’t you?” she lifted her head, her eyes half-lidded and gaze full of need as her hips started to move. an antagonizing slow, circular, move, grinding her hips against yours. “probably been waiting for this moment all day.”
“don’t tease me, ah, please…” you lifted your hips to match her rhythm, creating a delicious friction that made you bite down on your lip.
both of gojo’s hands moved to rest on your ribs on top of your shirt before grabbing the hem and pulling the top over your head, while you lifted your arms to help her. she tossed it aside on the bed, undoing the clasp of your bra and letting it fall down before throwing it on top of the discarded shirt. she kissed down your chest and you whimpered softly, until her mouth latched onto one of your nipples, one hand coming to take care of your other breast, massaging it and pinching the hardened peak.
your back arched into the touch, her tongue swirling around your areola, her other hand slowly teased her way down to where you needed her most, tugging on your underwear, before tracing featherlight circles on your clothed mound.
“toru…please, more…” you whined, head thrown back, hips chasing hers as you couldn’t even clench your thighs together, gojo’s strong legs forcing yours in place.
her mouth detached from your breast with a wet pop, her fingers still pinching and rolling your other nipple.
“already so needy?” she mocked. “barely even touched you, babe. you just need me that bad, don’t you?”
“f-fuck…please.”
“c’mon, pretty, use your words, yeah? tell me what you want.”
“touch me, toru…hah, need you…”
“good girl,” she grinned.
gojo’s hand left your chest, instead pushing you to lay down on the bed as she moved to kneel on the floor, right in front of you. she pulled down your shorts in one swift movement, along with your panties, looking directly at your gleaming pussy. it felt pretty embarrassing, you were fully bare in front of her, while your girlfriend was fully clothed, but it aroused you even more.
“fuck, look at you,” she breathed. “already dripping, huh?”
she doesn’t give you any time to answer, arms hooking your thighs over her shoulders, your cunt inches away from her face.
“toru…” you moaned.
“i know, baby. toru is gonna make you feel good, yeah?”
gojo used two fingers to spread your folds, dragging her tongue flat from your soft hole to your clit, in one long stripe, fastening the pace once your fingers rushed to her head, tugging on her white hair. with your spine arching off the mattress, she started out by giving small licks to your clit before her lips sealed around it, feeling her panties grow damper at the sound of your moans.
“oh my god —…mmph.” your eyes were closed, thighs clenching around gojo’s head. the filthiest sounds came from her eating you eat as you tugged on her silky locks even more, causing her to grunt against your wet folds.
the vibration of the sound made a shiver run down your spine, heat pooling fast in your belly. she started adding more pressure with each lick, your other hand gripping the sheets tightly, knuckles going numb form effort.
“toru, i can’t — oh, fuck, ‘m gonna cum, please…”
“just like that, pretty…so fucking good f’me. let go for me, yeah?”
gojo’s ministrations grew faster as one hand came up to your pussy, thumb circling over your clit as she licked with fervour at your folds, your juices dripping down her chin. once your sweet sounds got louder and you began clenching around nothing, moaning her name, the coil in your belly snapped, legs shaking and squeezing gojo’s head.
“hnn, baby…”
“you did so well, babe,” gojo cooed.
she broke away from your cunt, pressing light kisses on the inside of your thigh, one finger collecting the slick between your folds before sliding it past your gummy walls, eliciting a small squeal from you, hips jerking towards her hand. pumping it in-and-out of you a few times, she prods another finger in knuckle deep, curling them upward, touching the spongy spot that made your toes curl. you felt so full, feeling every ridge of her knuckles dragging against your walls, clenching around her fingers.
“gonna make you cum again, can’t get enough of this pussy.”
gojo’s tongue began flicking against your clit again, her rhythm relentless as your hips lifted, riding her face and hand, your ankles crossing behind her back, forcing her head impossibly close to your cunt.
“’m cumming!” you gasped.
pleasure flashed behind your eyes, nails scratching the skin of her scalp as you pulled the roots of her hair harder, body twitching as she worked you through the aftershocks of your orgasm. standing up from the floor, gojo crawled on top of you, one hand braced by the side of your head as she kissed you, tasting yourself in her mouth, voice hoarse as she withdrew, staring at you hungrily.
“think you can take another one, doll?”
you hummed, tears prickling at your lashes from the overstimulation, hands moving from the sheets over to her chest, cupping both of her breasts, when gojo caught the hint and pulled her shirt off, tits bouncing out as she wore no bra underneath. as if you had found gold, your mouth attached onto one of her pale pink nipples, fingers teasing the other, before switching. at the same time, gojo shimmied out of her shorts and underwear, the pile of discarded clothes growing bigger on the other side of the bed.
she turned on her back, now having you on top of her, her head resting against the pillows as she moaned, letting you lavish her tits in licks and bites.
“ah, god—…so good, baby…”
spreading her legs apart once you broke contact and licked your lips clean, her cunt was shiny and soaked just from wrecking you, and the sigh made your stomach flip.
“y’know what to do, yeah?”
nodding, you straddled gojo’s face, knees braced on either side of her head, dripping pussy hovering right above her nose. she didn’t wait for you to lower yourself, hands clamping onto the plush of your thighs, yanking you down and burying her face in your cunt, tongue immediately attacking your clit again desperately. gojo groaned loud into you, the intensity of the sound making your legs shake as you cried out, forehead dropping to her stomach, back arched.
you leaned down, spitting on her clit, a thick, messy glob. you watched it drip, her hips jerking up, moaning against your folds once more. diving in, you gave her swollen nub kitten licks, holding on to the back of her thighs, nails leaving pink half-moon shaped marks on her skin as you changed to sucking on her clit harshly. gojo’s thighs trembled around your head. her hands gripped your ass as she spread you wider, tongue curling inside you deeper and nose grinding against you.
she was relentless, hips bucking up into your mouth while she devoured you, as if your pussy was the best drug she had ever taken.
“don’t— don’t stop…fuck, just like that….”
your moans muffled against her folds, you obeyed and swirled your tongue around her clit, then flicking fast, and finally flattening your tongue to lap at her. gojo was whimpering at this point, still eating you like she couldn’t live without it, before her muscular thighs clamped around your head.
gojo came hard, her whole body locking, hips twitching in frantic little jerks, her slick coating your chin. even through her orgasm, she didn’t stop, eager to drag you over the edge and make you cum for a third time.
you were close again, gummy walls clenching around nothing while she tongue-fucked you, holding you from running away from her touch, your thighs already quivering. she spread you wider, lips sealing around your clit and her nose pushing into your folds as she ate messily, your fingers gripping her thighs to anchor yourself.
your voice was broken and raspy, crying out her name and babbling incoherently as you locked her head in between your thighs, spine arching and ass pushing against her face, pleasure washing over you in waves.
gojo lapped at you until your twitching stopped, letting you get off of her and lay down on the sheets beside her, panting as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, before looking over at you.
“so sweet, doll…gonna get addicted to your pussy soon.”
“you already are…” you mumbled.
she chuckled quietly, “yeah, you’re right. can you blame me though? it’s your fault for tasting so damn good.”
“shut up.” you rolled your eyes, and turned on your side. “you were the one teasing me.”
“whatever you say, pretty.”
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stayed up till 1am yesterday to watch spiderman in 4dx but got zero regrets
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SPIDERMAN!YUJI HEADCANONS
₊⊹ fluff & smut. spiderman!yuji is tokyo's one and only spiderman, but is living the double life; college student by day, superhero by night, and at the same time, he's dating you ♡
art by baaozhe on ig
pairing: spidey!y. itadori x gn!reader
content: non curse college au, idiots in love, some nsfw hcs, usual spiderman bs, mostly fluffy hcs, slight bondage kink (with webs), blow & hand job (yuji rec), that's all
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spiderman!yuji who became spiderman by eating the spider, not exactly getting bitten by it ;
spiderman!yuji who is most likely an exercise major (physical therapy, specifically), since he wants to do something that would let him help people, even without the suit ;
spiderman!yuji who constantly has bruises on his body and claims that the purple fingerprint marks on his neck are from walking into a door ;
spiderman!yuji who keeps his phone open, even during patrol, in case you’ll text or call him ;
spiderman!yuji who has the most horrendous sleep schedule you’ve ever seen. he comes back from patrol at 4am and has his first lecture at 8am, he’s half-asleep by the time the professor opens the powerpoint presentation. he’s lucky he has either you, nobara or megumi sitting right beside him to nudge him awake each time ;
spiderman!yuji who burns calories insanely fast, having to eat half your fridge to sustain himself. for you, pretty much every grocery trip was basically futile, in less than a day, a third of the food was gone, leaving you with an apologetic yuji who was pleading you to not get mad at him and that he’d pay for your food for the next 3 dates ;
spiderman!yuji who always runs late for almost all of your dates ;
spiderman!yuji who drinks energy drinks and coffee constantly, needing something to keep him upright, especially at night. about all gas stations in tokyo were used to seeing spiderman fully suited, showing up to the register with one or two cans of redbull. stepping outside, he pulls his mask up to his nose, drinking the entire thing before pulling it back down and throwing the empty drink in a nearby trash can ;
spiderman!yuji who waves back at kids on the street while swinging through the city, causing them to scream in excitement ;
spiderman!yuji who swears he doesn’t mean to cancel dates with you, he loves going out with you, really! it’s just that the police keep sending him alerts —a robbery on the other side of tokyo, a mugging down the street, who’s better at catching the criminals if not the amazing spiderman himself ? he feels extremely guilty each time, trying to make it up to you by buying you a bouquet of your favourite flowers, and getting you a bunch of snacks ;
spiderman!yuji who is well-loved by stray dogs around the city ;
spiderman!yuji who loves swinging around with you in his arms. he makes sure you don’t fall with one arm as he shoots webs with the other, reassuring you that you won’t fall, and that even if you do, he’ll catch you!
spiderman!yuji who before he confessed to you, had told megumi he was terrified if you’d find spiderman cooler than him ;
spiderman!yuji who accidentally revealed his secret identity to you back when he left your dorm through your window, as usual, except that time it was 2am and you were supposed to be asleep while he quietly slipped out of the room, wearing his full suit, except for the mask ;
spiderman!yuji who couldn’t contain his happiness back when you dressed up as his hero persona for halloween, taking a bunch of pictures with you, and claiming that you’re matching ;
spiderman!yujii who didn’t know how to ask you out, asking his older brother choso, along with todo, for advice. even after doing that, he still wasn’t exactly sure of himself and resorted to asking his uncle sukuna ;
spiderman!yuji who stops swinging to rest on random rooftops only to pull his phone out and take a picture of the sunset and send it to you ;
spiderman!yuji who always gives you a quick forehead kiss before patrol, even if he’s running late and the police scanner app has been ringing for the last few minutes. it happens so often that one time when he was staying over at megumi’s dorm, he once accidentally tried to kiss him goodbye and megumi nearly punched him ;
spiderman!yuji who texts you that he made it home safely after every patrol, without miss ;
spiderman!yuji who tied you to his bed using his web shooters when you so-nicely begged him to once ;
spiderman!yuji who might now have a bondage kink ;
spiderman!yuji who even let you tie him up ! he just loves it so much :( , seeing you wrap your fingers around his shaft, pumping your hand up-and-down on it, his hands tied together above his head, sticky webs wrapped tightly around his wrists, letting him unable to move as you edge him until small tears bead up at the corners of his eyes, face warm and flushed as he begged you to let him cum ;
spiderman!yuji who cries as you overstimulate him, spine arched off of the mattress and abs pull still jerking him off while he is too sensitive after just cumming, giving him zero time to recover, yet asking you to not stop ;
spiderman!yuji who loves to get sucked off by you after a long day, he is just sooo tired after patrolling, the police officers pissing him off and having to study for exams :( he keeps a hand fisted in your hair, only to anchor himself, his head thrown back and eyes shut tightly as he groans your name and other sweet nothings, instinctively thrusting his hips into your mouth gently ;
spiderman!yuji who apologizes when he makes you choke, saying he didn’t mean to and was just too caught up in the feeling ;
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second work with a spidey au chat is this a sign
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⸝⸝ kinktober 2026 ˎˊ˗
I LIKE IT WHEN IT'S DARK OUT, 。 ୨ ୧ ノ ꒱ OCTOBER WILL CURE ME 𑁯 ░
⠀⠀⠀ ✦ ﾟ⠀ . ༒ ⠀˳⠀⠀ *⠀⠀⠀ ˳
境 ۪ ੭୧ ˖ welcome to stardrift's kinktober ⭑.ᐟ
𓏏𓏏 ⸝⸝ 🍰 want to be in the taglist ? 𓈒 ／ ⋆ ۪
⋆.˚໑ includes : jjk, mha, naruto, dc, death note (1 day), one piece (1 day) -- all works are x fem!reader
OCTOBER 1ST.
♡ fingering ... starring megumi fushiguro
OCTOBER 2ND.
♡ mirror sex ... starring dick grayson
OCTOBER 3RD.
♡ sensory deprivation (blindfold) ... starring gojo satoru
OCTOBER 4TH.
♡ somno ... starring zoro roronoa
OCTOBER 5TH.
♡ deity worship ... starring teru mikami
OCTOBER 6TH.
♡ bondage ... starring choso kamo
OCTOBER 7TH.
♡ praise kink ... starring tamaki amajiki
OCTOBER 8TH.
♡ cockwarming ... starring yuta okkotsu
OCTOBER 9TH.
♡ nipple play ... starring yuki tsukumo
OCTOBER 10TH.
♡ thigh fucking ... starring sasuke uchiha
OCTOBER 11TH.
♡ breeding kink ... starring itachi uchiha
OCTOBER 12TH.
♡ 69 ... starring selina kyle
OCTOBER 13TH.
♡ biting ... starring naruto uzumaki
OCTOBER 14TH.
♡ threesome ... starring dick grayson & kori anders
OCTOBER 15TH.
♡ thigh riding ... starring suguru geto
OCTOBER 16TH.
♡ face sitting ... starring bruce wayne
OCTOBER 17TH.
♡ dp ... starring trueform!heian!sukuna
OCTOBER 18TH.
♡ sex pollen ... starring clark kent (pink kyptonite)
OCTOBER 19TH.
♡ lingerie ... starring kakashi hatake
OCTOBER 20TH.
♡ temperature play ... starring pro-hero!shoto todoroki
OCTOBER 21ST.
♡ pussydrunk ... starring diana prince
OCTOBER 22ND.
♡ period sex ... starring jason todd
OCTOBER 23RD.
♡ ab riding ... starring toji fushiguro
OCTOBER 24TH.
♡ threesome ... starring bruce wayne & selina kyle
OCTOBER 25TH.
♡ edging ... starring sasuke uchiha
OCTOBER 26TH.
♡ titty fuck ... starring pro-hero!katsuki bakugou
OCTOBER 27TH.
♡ pussy slaps ... staring naruto uzumaki
OCTOBER 28TH.
♡ aphrodisiacs ... starring kakashi hatake
OCTOBER 29TH.
♡ finger sucking ... starring suguru geto
OCTOBER 30TH.
♡ strap usage ... starring maki zen'in
OCTOBER 31ST. - ☆ finale.
♡ scissoring ... starring yuki tsukumo
divider credits - @/cursed-carmine, @/pixopix
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BLUE HOUR
₊⊹ smut. spiderwoman!fem!gojo is too tired most nights to please her girlfriend but teasing you is way more important than her sleep !!
art by @paanwny on tiktok
pairing: fem!g. satoru x fem!reader
content: smut with minimal plot, non curse college au (briefly mentioned), teasing, grinding, fingering & oral (reader rec), breast & nipple play, overstim, praise, making out, 69, dirty talk (?), pet names (doll, babe, baby, pretty)
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you knew that having spiderwoman as your girlfriend wouldn’t be easy, but no one told you that it meant that most nights, she’d be too tired to do anything more than give you a kiss and cuddle before drifting to sleep, and on the rare occasion, make out with you.
it was hard to get mad at her, really, after all, she was japan’s one and only superhero, living in tokyo, of all cities, and to not even mention that she also had to pretend being a normal astronomy major student, that her sleepless nights came from studying for exams and not from fighting crime.
tonight was no different, the clock reading 2:17am, as you still had your laptop open, trying to finish an assignment when gojo unlocked the door to your dorm room, kicking her shoes off and tossing them aside. she peeled off her grey sweatpants, lifting one foot and then the other to free herself from the tangled pant legs.
“baby, i’m home,” she called out, dragging her feet to your shared bedroom.
you looked up at her, closing the laptop with a soft click, and following her movements as she dropped face-first onto the mattress. she groaned, burying her face deeper into the sheets, before turning her head to the side and staring at you.
“busy?”
“nah, just had to finish this.” you propped your elbow on your knee, resting your chin on your hand. “what about you?”
gojo turned on her back, eyes fixed on the ceiling and fingers intertwined over her ribcage as she noted, “the usual, had to stop a mugging or two, a robbery, stuff like that. not that many injuries either, ‘cause i know you love to worry about that.”
she glanced at you again, a small grin on her face as she teased you, causing you to shove her shoulder as she laughed.
“i’m being serious, i’m finee.”
“i sure hope so.” you looked down at the white and blue suit covering her body. “don’t you wanna shower, though? you smell like shit.”
“oh, right. thanks for reminding me, babe.”
sitting up, she grabbed the side of your face with one hand to give you a small peck before pulling away, the same smile painted on her lips.
“i’ll be quick, i swear.”
gojo got out of bed, going through her closet to pick some clothes to sleep in, walking to the bathroom with the pair of shorts and tee in one hand, leaving you alone in the room. once you heard the shower running, you stood up, putting your laptop away before sitting back down and wondering how you were going to charm your girlfriend. surely, she wasn’t too tired, she seemed pretty energetic still, but you couldn’t just ask her, either. it would just make you look desperate, and only you know how long she’d tease you for it, too.
but how else were you going to hint to her that you want her? for how pretty she was, she could also be pretty dense, especially when she pretended to not understand what you were trying to say, just so she could hear you say it directly (you’d rather die than do that right now).
in your thinking, you didn’t hear gojo stepping out of the shower, until she returned, standing in the doorframe briefly, as she looked over your form.
“thinking?” she remarked.
you focused your gaze back on her. “about school stuff, that’s all. feeling better?”
she hummed in agreement, reaching up to feel her still-damp white hair before wiping her fingers on her shorts as she wandered back toward the bed.
“nobody tells you that fighting crime implies smelling like the sewers. you’d swear criminals live together with rats in there, i swear.”
flopping onto the bed, she turned on her side, facing you, head propped up on the heel of her hand, her free one resting by her body. you couldn’t keep yourself from peeking at her smooth lips before looking back at her face, while gojo grinned slightly.
“got something on my face?”
“what? no.”
“then why are you looking at me like that?”
“like what?”
“like you wanna devour me right here. acting as if i don’t have eyes.”
all of a sudden, your 6’3 girlfriend crawled into your lap, hips straddling yours as her hands moved to your waist. your hands immediately settled on her hips, nails digging in the cotton of her waistband, as you swallowed dryly.
gojo looked down at where your hands were resting. “getting bold tonight, i see.”
she gazed back up at you, hands squeezing your waist lightly as you loosened your grip instinctively, causing her to laugh softly.
“cute. you could’ve just said you missed me, y’know. i’m not one to refuse my pretty girl.”
one of her hands trailed up your figure, passing over your torso until she reached your chest, gently tracing the skin sitting right above your bra through the fabric of your shirt.
“well?” she tilted her head to the side.
you blinked, confused. “well what?”
“you missed me.”
“…yeah.”
amusement flickered across her face as she withdrew her hand, letting it rest back on your thigh.
“that’s not what i asked.”
“you’re impossible,” you groaned, irritated.
“mm, but i’m right.”
feeling warmth crawl up your face, you tried to avert your gaze, until she placed a slender finger under your chin, coaxing you to look back at her.
“use your words, love.”
“i wasn’t staring at you.”
“baby, you looked at my lips. you think i was born last night?”
“no…”
“so?” the hand that was holding your chin slid down to reach under your shirt, feeling the soft skin, as her nails grazed the underside of your bra.
a shiver ran through you at the light touch of her fingers, breath hitching quietly.
“maybe i did miss you…” you muttered.
“what was that?”
“i want you, okay?”
“there she is.” her expression softened just a bit.
the hand settled on your thigh moved to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “see? was that so hard?”
“shut up.” you buried your face in her shoulder, doing anything to avoid her blue eyes.
gojo chuckled once more, letting her hand fall down to your back, tracing your spine before dwelling on the small of your back. it wasn’t long until you sat back up, one of the hands that were gripping her hips slipping to her shorts, hooking one finger in the waistband and pulling it lower, just enough for you to get a glimpse of her v-line.
“you know….” you look up at her pink lips again. “i wasn’t the only staring.”
she raised an eyebrow. “what do you mean?”
“you were the one who crawled into my lap.”
the tip of your finger brushes over the flimsy material of her panties, making gojo squirm a little on top of you. one of her hands moved to the nape of your neck as she pulled your face even closer to hers, like she didn’t want a single inch of space between you, her other one coming up to cup your breast over the bra, giving it a gentle squeeze.
her breath was slow and warm as it fanned over yours your movements halting and gojo’s lips locking with yours. she tasted like mint, most likely from the peppermint gum she always chews on, even at home. you could only assume that she had bought a new pack on the way home after patrolling.
it started cautiously, basically testing the waters, but once you kissed her back, she deepened the kiss as she bit on your bottom lip gently, as your lips parted, her tongue slipping inside.
the woman pulled away, your chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath and her lips leaving lazy kisses on the side of your jaw, before trailing down your throat.
you almost forgot how exhausted she'd looked an hour ago as you tilted your head back, granting her access, gojo’s fingers tangling in your hair and peppering kisses down your neck and along your collarbone before pressing her lips down onto the side of your neck. she sucked the skin there lightly, your eyes shut closed as you let out a quiet grunt.
you'd wanted this all evening, savouring the feeling of gojo’s touch as she pulled back, licking over the new mark to dull the ache, while her nails grazed your scalp.
“you like this, don’t you?” she lifted her head, her eyes half-lidded and gaze full of need as her hips started to move. an antagonizing slow, circular, move, grinding her hips against yours. “probably been waiting for this moment all day.”
“don’t tease me, ah, please…” you lifted your hips to match her rhythm, creating a delicious friction that made you bite down on your lip.
both of gojo’s hands moved to rest on your ribs on top of your shirt before grabbing the hem and pulling the top over your head, while you lifted your arms to help her. she tossed it aside on the bed, undoing the clasp of your bra and letting it fall down before throwing it on top of the discarded shirt. she kissed down your chest and you whimpered softly, until her mouth latched onto one of your nipples, one hand coming to take care of your other breast, massaging it and pinching the hardened peak.
your back arched into the touch, her tongue swirling around your areola, her other hand slowly teased her way down to where you needed her most, tugging on your underwear, before tracing featherlight circles on your clothed mound.
“toru…please, more…” you whined, head thrown back, hips chasing hers as you couldn’t even clench your thighs together, gojo’s strong legs forcing yours in place.
her mouth detached from your breast with a wet pop, her fingers still pinching and rolling your other nipple.
“already so needy?” she mocked. “barely even touched you, babe. you just need me that bad, don’t you?”
“f-fuck…please.”
“c’mon, pretty, use your words, yeah? tell me what you want.”
“touch me, toru…hah, need you…”
“good girl,” she grinned.
gojo’s hand left your chest, instead pushing you to lay down on the bed as she moved to kneel on the floor, right in front of you. she pulled down your shorts in one swift movement, along with your panties, looking directly at your gleaming pussy. it felt pretty embarrassing, you were fully bare in front of her, while your girlfriend was fully clothed, but it aroused you even more.
“fuck, look at you,” she breathed. “already dripping, huh?”
she doesn’t give you any time to answer, arms hooking your thighs over her shoulders, your cunt inches away from her face.
“toru…” you moaned.
“i know, baby. toru is gonna make you feel good, yeah?”
gojo used two fingers to spread your folds, dragging her tongue flat from your soft hole to your clit, in one long stripe, fastening the pace once your fingers rushed to her head, tugging on her white hair. with your spine arching off the mattress, she started out by giving small licks to your clit before her lips sealed around it, feeling her panties grow damper at the sound of your moans.
“oh my god —…mmph.” your eyes were closed, thighs clenching around gojo’s head. the filthiest sounds came from her eating you eat as you tugged on her silky locks even more, causing her to grunt against your wet folds.
the vibration of the sound made a shiver run down your spine, heat pooling fast in your belly. she started adding more pressure with each lick, your other hand gripping the sheets tightly, knuckles going numb form effort.
“toru, i can’t — oh, fuck, ‘m gonna cum, please…”
“just like that, pretty…so fucking good f’me. let go for me, yeah?”
gojo’s ministrations grew faster as one hand came up to your pussy, thumb circling over your clit as she licked with fervour at your folds, your juices dripping down her chin. once your sweet sounds got louder and you began clenching around nothing, moaning her name, the coil in your belly snapped, legs shaking and squeezing gojo’s head.
“hnn, baby…”
“you did so well, babe,” gojo cooed.
she broke away from your cunt, pressing light kisses on the inside of your thigh, one finger collecting the slick between your folds before sliding it past your gummy walls, eliciting a small squeal from you, hips jerking towards her hand. pumping it in-and-out of you a few times, she prods another finger in knuckle deep, curling them upward, touching the spongy spot that made your toes curl. you felt so full, feeling every ridge of her knuckles dragging against your walls, clenching around her fingers.
“gonna make you cum again, can’t get enough of this pussy.”
gojo’s tongue began flicking against your clit again, her rhythm relentless as your hips lifted, riding her face and hand, your ankles crossing behind her back, forcing her head impossibly close to your cunt.
“’m cumming!” you gasped.
pleasure flashed behind your eyes, nails scratching the skin of her scalp as you pulled the roots of her hair harder, body twitching as she worked you through the aftershocks of your orgasm. standing up from the floor, gojo crawled on top of you, one hand braced by the side of your head as she kissed you, tasting yourself in her mouth, voice hoarse as she withdrew, staring at you hungrily.
“think you can take another one, doll?”
you hummed, tears prickling at your lashes from the overstimulation, hands moving from the sheets over to her chest, cupping both of her breasts, when gojo caught the hint and pulled her shirt off, tits bouncing out as she wore no bra underneath. as if you had found gold, your mouth attached onto one of her pale pink nipples, fingers teasing the other, before switching. at the same time, gojo shimmied out of her shorts and underwear, the pile of discarded clothes growing bigger on the other side of the bed.
she turned on her back, now having you on top of her, her head resting against the pillows as she moaned, letting you lavish her tits in licks and bites.
“ah, god—…so good, baby…”
spreading her legs apart once you broke contact and licked your lips clean, her cunt was shiny and soaked just from wrecking you, and the sigh made your stomach flip.
“y’know what to do, yeah?”
nodding, you straddled gojo’s face, knees braced on either side of her head, dripping pussy hovering right above her nose. she didn’t wait for you to lower yourself, hands clamping onto the plush of your thighs, yanking you down and burying her face in your cunt, tongue immediately attacking your clit again desperately. gojo groaned loud into you, the intensity of the sound making your legs shake as you cried out, forehead dropping to her stomach, back arched.
you leaned down, spitting on her clit, a thick, messy glob. you watched it drip, her hips jerking up, moaning against your folds once more. diving in, you gave her swollen nub kitten licks, holding on to the back of her thighs, nails leaving pink half-moon shaped marks on her skin as you changed to sucking on her clit harshly. gojo’s thighs trembled around your head. her hands gripped your ass as she spread you wider, tongue curling inside you deeper and nose grinding against you.
she was relentless, hips bucking up into your mouth while she devoured you, as if your pussy was the best drug she had ever taken.
“don’t— don’t stop…fuck, just like that….”
your moans muffled against her folds, you obeyed and swirled your tongue around her clit, then flicking fast, and finally flattening your tongue to lap at her. gojo was whimpering at this point, still eating you like she couldn’t live without it, before her muscular thighs clamped around your head.
gojo came hard, her whole body locking, hips twitching in frantic little jerks, her slick coating your chin. even through her orgasm, she didn’t stop, eager to drag you over the edge and make you cum for a third time.
you were close again, gummy walls clenching around nothing while she tongue-fucked you, holding you from running away from her touch, your thighs already quivering. she spread you wider, lips sealing around your clit and her nose pushing into your folds as she ate messily, your fingers gripping her thighs to anchor yourself.
your voice was broken and raspy, crying out her name and babbling incoherently as you locked her head in between your thighs, spine arching and ass pushing against her face, pleasure washing over you in waves.
gojo lapped at you until your twitching stopped, letting you get off of her and lay down on the sheets beside her, panting as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, before looking over at you.
“so sweet, doll…gonna get addicted to your pussy soon.”
“you already are…” you mumbled.
she chuckled quietly, “yeah, you’re right. can you blame me though? it’s your fault for tasting so damn good.”
“shut up.” you rolled your eyes, and turned on your side. “you were the one teasing me.”
“whatever you say, pretty.”
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