hi guys, as much as it pains me to say this, i think im just gonna… take an indefinite break from this account.
i quite literally cannot take the constant uphill battles of content labels and all that bullshit because i already struggled like hell for the ENTIRETY of November and here were are December 3rd and they’ve added the following to every. single. one. of my fics that have been posted from October 23rd to now;
it’s even been RE-ADDED to previous posts that i’ve had in “content label review” so from here on i hardly know what to do. even some of my DRAFTS have this label on it & it cannot be removed as i’ve recently found out, no mater how many times i replace the images orrr anything so, i (unfortunately) quit! if you’re confused as to why this is even an issue for me, i’ve already summed it up decently here.
though, in the (unlikely) event that i find a solution for this, you can pretend this post never existed!!
idk if it’s ai’s doing orrr another case of someone reporting me but either way, i appreciate and honestly adore all 18k of you i’ve managed to gather here & thank you for everything you guys have given to me thus far. if you’re still interested in my writing (albeit more plot-based rather than smut-based, kinda) you can find me on @kamiflix.
with love & officially signing off, kamiTV <3
( kinktober ‘25 ) — the only thing i’ll be keeping up.
oh damn im going to miss you :( will you ever move to another site? ao3?
guys i’ll be on @kamiflix LMAOO, it’ll be a while before i start writing oneshots & things of that nature again but if u still wanna read stuff written by me u can find me there !
actually so hurtful that tumblr is doing this i love your work so much kami ill keep coming back to your account hoping you come back but i understand it’s draining i wish you the best my love
aack ikikk, it sucks but at this point immm just not gonna stress abt it anymore! i love u guys sm so, again, ty for everything thus far <3
But if you do, just know we will all be waiting here until YOU are ready to come back. I wish you luck in your hiatus and will miss your works (I will be rereading them).
I hope you have a lovely hiatus.
Take care of yourself! -🐦⬛
thank you thank you!! tho, unless tumblr gets rid of their faulty flagging system, i don’t think i’ll be coming back to this acc. it feels like im being watched or smth 👁️👁️ LMAOO
Synopsis . After such a long 'n horrid month of no-nutting, the first week into December you quickly realize that just a simple touch from you is enough for him to feel it (himself) coming.
Pairings . (Separate) Gojo x f!reader, Nanami x f!reader, Geto x f!reader, Sukuna x f!reader, Choso x f!reader, & Toji x f!reader / Content . afab!reader, premature ejec, established relationship(s), heavy breeding, pussy slapping, hints of perversion, dirty talk, pathetic men, rough sex, fluff if you squint, begging, nipple play, filth, praise, gojo’s an idiot, oral sex (f!receiving), finger sucking, masturbation (m!receiving), cum play, manhandling, they’re all downbad, spit, overstim, degrading, creampies, biting, pet names, etc. / wc . 6.7k
A/N: my fav genre of man to write right here y’all. not proofread (when is it ever atp), sorry for errors. hope you enjoy!! Banner art from, "Ikyouto Kouryuukai" [MDNI]
★ Gojo Satoru — A hug from behind
"Shh, shhh, jus' take it for me, my love. P-Please," He's groaning desperately, hips bucking up in tandem with the half-broken words flopping out his mouth, "I missed stuffin' you like this-, hahh, fuck... Gotta' make sure it takes, e-every fuckin' drop."
You'd think after going an entire month without cumming once the last thing that'd get him like this would be a mere hug. Yet, there the two of you were just a few days into the next span of thirty or so days and Gojo's blushing tip had started to drool creamy slick against his boxers from nothing more than that simple embrace you gave him.
You don't know if it was the warmth that exuded from your body that got him like this, or perhaps the soft curve of your breast pressing into his back muscles through the thin top you had on while his torso was left bare but, now you're on top of him.
He's watching your ass slam down on the hard length of his cock whilst his hands smooth over your tits—grabbing and squeezing at whatever he can as you whine, "Toru! I-I can't-"
After the month of Hell he just went through, your whines of not being able to take him were going straight through one ear and right out the other, "You ha-hahh, you have to, sweetheart. S'not fair if you don't..."
"Not fair?" You gasp as his slim fingers pinch your perked nipples, making your cunt spasm around the rest of his dick buried deep inside you, "Satoru, you're the one who wanted to-, fuck! G-Go through with that challenge, not me."
Gojo's lips are hot 'n messy against your neck as you bounce up and down his cock, the filthy mess of cum at his tip busy kissing your cervix lovingly despite how needy and rough he was being. "Mmgh, that's not true," He argues, hands slipping down to hold your waist now, "You said I couldn't do it so, I had to prove you wrong."
Now he’s got a mean grip on the thick of your hips, letting his ears tune into the sound of your honeyed walls salivating around every inch of his length instead of your words, "Yeah, so that means you're the one who—fuck, right there—w-wanted to go all November without nutting."
His eyes roll elsewhere before he’s hauling his tongue out to lap against the side of your neck, slightly tickling you with it as he smirks and then whispers, "Well, it's not November anymore, now is it?"
"Satoru-"
Pulling back before you can finish, Gojo presses his fingertips into your spine to make you arch further and then his eyes trail down, "God, what a fuckin' mess..." He comments as if majority of said mess wasn’t his seed. Letting his hips lazily roll up again, "Stop acting like you didn't miss this just as much as I did."
You have to swallow down the next dewy moan that threatens to spill past your lips, voice airy, "Miss what?"
"This," Your boyfriend emphasizes with yet another lazy, yet eager, roll of his hips. It’s as though he longed for you to feel every ridge ‘n edge of his cock stretching you open whenever he started moving slow like this. Then his arm snakes further around your frame and his fingers meet your clit with welcoming rubs.
Lips to your ear all of a sudden whilst his free hand keeps your body anchored to his so that you couldn’t pull away like you so desperately ached to, "Me rubbing right against here," Gojo explains, "Right where you need me.”
The combination of his cock just resting inside you all languidly—leaving globby streaks of cum against the stretch of your walls—and his fingertips now spelling his initials out against your clit like you’d forgotten who it belongs to, is all enough to have your eyes fluttering back.
Stammering something stupid in denial, "I-I didn't…”
"Oh yeah?” His lips twitch further up before his teeth clasp the edge of your ear in between them, “You didn't miss me inside you like this?" Gojo taunts, knowing he can—quite literally—feel the answer to that.
"N-Nope," You manage to chuckle, body squirming to pull yourself up so he’s not leaving you overly stuffed for a second long enough to catch your lost breath.
He leans allll the way back and cocks a thin white brow, "Heh, you're a horrible liar," Then he uses those large palms of his to spread your cheeks apart enough to get a whorish view of your puffy folds still struggling to swallow the entirety of his cock up. Clicking his tongue at the sight, "You're drooling all over the place, slutty girl."
Your pussy clamps around him just as he points that out, "That's because-"
"Ohh, wait, wait, I know." He cuts off impatiently. It’s almost like he wasn’t even listening to you right now. “That's because you want me to breed you, right?" He says randomly.
You blink and then angle your head back to look at him, "W-What?"
Despite your confusion, your body merely betrays you again. To which he bites his lower—also drooling—lip, "Mmngh, you just got tighter… I think I'm right." Gojo claims as he finally lets you lift yourself up a little, revealing a few of his cum-slathered inches that stick up to your skin in gorgeous strings of filth like glue. "What do you think, 'Toru Jr.?"
You halt exactly where you are and your expression of struggle falls flat, "Stop calling your cock that stupid nickname, please." You whine out to your lover for the nth time in your life.
"Hush, m'not talking to you right now," He scoffs annoyingly, blue eyes gleaming at the pretty sight of his cum all mixed around and nasty where the two of you are so soakingly connected. "But you, my prettiest girl, what do you think, hm?" Gojo asks your cunt instead of you.
You hate the way your body responds before you can get any more displeased whines out to him, the next clench from your pussy leading to yet another spumy sliiick of release trickle downwards and gather around his heavy base. His bright happy trail was just as wet 'n sleek as everything else between the two of you was by this point.
Whispering now as if to somehow leave you out of the conversation, "Do you agree with 'Toru Jr.?" Gojo continues, his thumb drawing over to tug one of your lips apart so he could feel the next little twitch his words invoke against the pad of it, "'Think you wanna be bred?"
When you unintentionally whine at the thought of feeling yet another slosh of his cum slot itself into you, his response is practically immediate, "Yeahhh? Well, who am I to deny such a nice girl," he finishes off with a sly wink sent your way.
Your brows furrow more and a great many curses build up on your tongue in reaction to his ridiculousness, “You’re so fucking—“
Before you could get another syllable out past your lips, he's maneuvering the two of you and next thing you know, your face is meeting the bedsheets below. Whatever verbal rudeness you were about to throw at him gets muffled and sandwiched into the bed but you don't get enough time to grow upset at that when Gojo picks right back up where he'd left off.
One hand holding your face down against the sheets, the other using your hip to tug your body back as his hips thrusted forward with a sudden quickness, and a stupidly smug smile stretched out across his slightly saliva-glossed lips, “Quiet while I stuff my favorite stocking, yeah?"
Your eyes shoot open all wide-like and you force your head to turn to the side, causing his palm to press against your cheek and your gaze to peek through the space in between his fingers. The very second the two of you make eye contact, you could almost swear you saw little hearts in his eyes, as if your annoyance was exactly what turned him on.
Midway through the way his cock glissades at a new angle into your cunt, you manage a short gasp of, “Excuse me?”
To which your boyfriend begins to spill yet another load inside you—like your little huff was precisely what did it for him—and then lets out a snort in between his rather orgasmic grunts, “Whaaat? We-, hahh, we gotta’ get into the Holiday spirit, no?”
★ Nanami Kento — Holding his hand
Something about the way your palm fits against his makes his cock throb in a way that's so utterly dizzying he can't help but feel pathetic.
The two of you have been together long enough for this kind of thing not to faze him anymore but for some reason, whenever you grab his hand just to walk by his side, resting your head against his sturdy shoulder and rambling on about fuck knows what, all that harmless physical contact has blood rushing straight in between his legs.
This is the last thing he expected to set him off for the month but, here he is now, holding that same hand of yours tightly while he fucks you into the mattress a mere few hours after you two got home.
"When was the last time I felt you, hm?” He asks soothingly. You’ve never seen his face twist up in so many different colors of pleasure as it was now, as if he’d never been inside you before or something. Breath ragged and almost virgin-like, “F-Feels like it's been years…” Nanami moans.
You smile prettily enough for his hips to clasp forward a bit harder, leading you to stammer with your reply, "K-Kento, it's only been thirty days," you remind the poor man.
His blonde brows knit up tightly at the center and the fingers tucked in between yours seem to squeeze, "No, no, surely it's been longer than that…” He whispers more so to himself than to you. Then his usually softened fawn eyes seem to narrow on you before shooting down. Lower lip pushing out to frown, “Awh, she can barely take me now, look at her," He notices.
You decide to look down as well and catch the way the lips of your pussy are quivering around just the half of his thick cock that’s easing its way into you, a particularly glossed-up vein of his catching your eye under the dim lighting of your shared bedroom.
“Poor thing's struggling to wrap around me,” Nanami coos, feeling his balls grow heavier with the need to pump you full of everything he’s not been able to release for the past month.
You’re left to moan as he pushes forward a little more, "Ah, maybe you just got-, mmgh, fuck... bigger!"
"Ohhh, don't say that," He grunts out all in one breath. The rest of his dick slides into you with one firm ‘n mean thrust to follow, "Unless you really mean it...” Nanami adds, plump cockhead caressing a new spot inside you all of a sudden, “Does it feel like I've gotten bigger, honey?"
You're nodding more than you are actually processing his words or even the very idea of his cock having grown within the time it's been unable to enter you. A sexdrunk babble of, "Mhm, y-yes, Ken!" spilling over your lips before he slumps even more of his body weight down against you so you could really feel every inch of the man you'd avoided physical contact with for all thirty days of November.
His hunky chest presses firmly against yours and the smooth slicks of sweat between the two of you mix just as evenly as your breaths do when he begins to whisper against your lips, "Do you like it? Y'like how big I've gotten?"
You only nod again, lashes fluttering with the way your gaze falls onto his lips that are far too close for him not to be kissing you right now. "Uhuhh, I love it," you whine before forcing a pout.
The little gesture in your lips doesn't go unnoticed by him so, of course he captures them up with his own within the next second, swallowing up every moan that exits your throat. His body rolls and humps down against you, the one grip he has on your thigh tightening harshly enough for his fingerprints to be noticed much later.
His thrusts get sloppy before he even realizes it, cock slipping out of you long enough to invoke a whine out of your lungs. To which he accidentally lets his florid shaft glide up over your clit in tauntingly pleasureful waves before craning back to angle himself into your properly.
Nanami is normally focused during sex, all intent on getting you to your high before he's anywhere near his because that's what's important to him but now...
"Hold onto me tighter, darling," He's huffing, balls plap plap plaping against your skin as he prepares you to receive the very thick load of cum that was already starting to spill out of his mushroomy tip. His hand to yours with an ever-presently strong grip, "Squeeze me," he husks gently, fighting back a smile when you do exactly that, "There you go, perfect."
Your fingers wiggle in between his and he could see the bliss coating your delicate face just as your jaw began to dangle open. "Kentoo, m'gonna cum," You uttered in his most favored pitch.
Nanami doesn't even remember to respond for a second because he's too busy fucking you to that point and not realizing he's already pouring velvety ropes of his cum into you. It saps all against your walls and makes the filthiest sound ring out around the room but he could care less.
Especially not with the way he continues with his thrusts and leans up—face all focused, despite being every but—and then tugs your hand up to his lips. You're a mess below him by the time he takes your ring and middle finger past his lips before sucking on the two digits as if to muffle the purely pathetic sounds flinging out of him.
You're sure you've seen Nanami feral like this before but you almost forgot what a sight it as to see after the past month.
He quickly goes from sucking on your fingers to plucking them out of his mouth and then kissing every inch his lips could possibly meet, searing his words into your skin as if to tattoo them there, "Cum for me then, cum for your husband," he whines. Then his eyes flick over to you and you feel yourself do exactly that whilst he grins and adds a tender, "Make me proud."
★ Geto Suguru — Fingers in his hair
You always run your fingers through Geto's long dark tresses of hair, telling him how affectionately jealous you are of its length, and complimenting him on it time and time again. Right now was no different, of course.
Except for the fact that his dick was hard enough for him to be uncomfortable where he sat. He was barely hearing what you were saying and all his attention landed on the way your fingertips felt grazing his scalp. You'd avoided doing that all of November because you knew how it got him but now that it was over, you returned to your previous gestures.
So, surely, you expected to have him in between your thighs within the hour?
Truth be told, he ate you out at least three times during November just for the Hell of it but each time it got more and more torturous since he had to stop himself from cumming halfway through otherwise he'd lose that stupid yearly challenge.
But now nothing was holding him back from slobbering in between your juicy cunt, "Mmgh, missed this pretty pussy s'much," Geto practically gurgles against you, a real nasty spread of your slick left slathered all over the lower half of his face. His slim purple eyes were trained especially up onto your expression so he could truly drink up your every reaction, "I finally get to-, agh, mwahh.." He pauses to kiss at you, "Cum while I please you-, fuuck."
"S-Sugu, slow down-, hahh," You end up smiling halfway through your warnings because you honestly missed how depraved he got while eating you out. You never said anything because you didn't want him to feel bad but he definitely did not eat you out like this during November. Which, of course, was to be expected but still. "M'not going anywhere!"
Geto grunts as if pissed off that you'd even suggest him taking his time with you right now, "Don't care." Then he pushes your legs apart impossibly wider and suckles your clit in between his slippery lips, "Need you-, need this..." He moans prettily.
There's a shimmery gloss of something pussydrunken resting in his eyes that just refuse to stray away from you but, you try not to pay too much attention to it. Even though that proves to be quite difficult when he lets his looong tongue slither back in between your weepy folds to lick up every drop you had to offer him, "Hnngh, Suguru!"
"So fuckin' sweet," He moans again with watery eyes. Geto only tugs away a few centimeters to leave spit 'n drenched kisses against your pussy, "Cum on my tongue baby, lemme taste it."
"Fuuck," Your back arches up away from the bed at that gorgeous angle he can never get enough of and that seems to make him all the more feral.
Now pulling at your clit with his lips, very much using the tip of his tongue to swirl around the quavery bud in a way that leaves you twitching, "Look at 'er, she missed me eatin' her out properly just as much," He slurs out in between his perfected oral movements, "My poor baby, dealin' with half-assed orgasms all month jus' cause I was bein' selfish..." Geto coos softly as if you weren't absolutely losing it right now and clinging onto the sheets to stop yourself from squirting right onto his face. "M'sorry, gorgeous. Pwah," He spits again, "Won't happen again."
There's nothing but the sound of wet lil' claps coming from his mouth whenever he draws it away from you and licks at the rest of your taste sitting on his lips. You never thought you'd find yourself with a guy like Geto who literally cums as soon as you start pulling on his hair again. It's a phenomenon you can hardly ever wrap your mind around but, it happens every single time.
While you're whimpering out his name all prettily, "Suguru!" he's busy grinding his fat cock against the soaked sheets below that have a small pool of cum sitting there just from eating you out.
Then you hear him grunt again and his hand leaves your thigh just to slap your throbbing cunt and listen to the sound of the wettened contact. "Next time, m'cumming inside you," Geto hums softly before patting your cunt a couple more times like the reaction it caused was some type of response to his words. "Cute lil' thing, you like the sound of that, don't you? Well..."
Geto trails off for just a moment to move his hand down in between his legs and gather some of his own cum up onto his fingertips before bringing them back up to your spread and then smearing the mess all over it. You think you manage to make a new expression in reaction but you find it hard to think when he shoves those same cum-coated fingers into you.
"This should work for now, right?" He asks softly-, almost innocently like he wasn't currently doing the nastiest thing you've ever seen him do before. "I think if I get inside you now, I'll pass out," Geto admits before planting one last chaste kiss against your cunt and then looking up at you again, "Later though, okay?"
You're somewhere in between another orgasm and overstimulation so your eyes are completely hazed on his, "U-Uhuh, whenever you-, mmgh, want, Sugu..."
He starts french-kissing your cunt in something that looks 'n feels like slow motion before whispering, "S'sweet to me."
★ Sukuna Ryomen — The back of his neck
"Mmgh! 'Kunaa," You're moaning from a widely gaping mouth, "S'too muuch," Eyes puffed with blissful tears streaming out of them as he drives his bulky cock deep inside you like he were afraid you'd run away from him any second now or something.
Your husband merely tips his head to the side, and lets his hand fall down over the fact of your ass to smack! meanly, "You continued to tempt me," He claims, albeit a clear lie, "I'm only giving you what you wanted now."
He was pretending to be far too casual about what was taking place now as if his plump balls weren't actively kissing your clit with the rudest meetings, soft plp plp plps echoing out from each connection. Sukuna's way of acting like the most mundane thing didn't lead the two of you to this very position was truly astounding to you.
"This is what you wanted," You argue back the moment you manage to capture your breath back into your lungs. Brows all furrowed and hips bouncing back against his sharp pelvis, "N-Not me—mmfph, fuck..."
You couldn't see it but he did break out a knowing smile as if you were wrong, "Yet you've made quite the mess around my cock already," Sukuna points out. His lusting red eyes dive downwards and he unintentionally begins to fuck harder the moment he catches sight of your mixed cum dripping off his balls and leaving a mess onto the living room floor. "It must be so difficult to tell lies like that when you've such an honest pussy," He comments.
You swear you hate the way that has your cunt sucking him in more, gushing squelches left trickling out of your hole each time he came forward with yet another hauling thrust of his achy cock, "Ohmygod."
Just a few minutes ago, he had the grumpiest pout weighing his bottom lip down and his eyes were glaring over at you all meanly, cursing you extensively within the safety of his mind but never daring to utter any of said curses to you. Why? Because he felt himself growing throbbingly erect after you'd done nothing more than graze the back of his neck with the tips of your fingers as you'd walked by.
After years of marriage, you'd think he'd have gotten used to you and your loving little touches but…
"Hear that? Hear how she always tells me the truth? Perhaps you should take notes," He's groaning now with you bent over the living room couch in the most debauched way imaginable. It's the same place he was sitting moments ago, the same place he felt a deft tent begin to make itself present against his sweatpants—which are now somewhere on the floor—and the same place he felt as though he needed to give you what you were, allegedly, asking for.
How exactly was the playful gesture of you trailing your fingertips against the back of his neck as you walked behind him a sign of you tempting him? You haven't a clue, really.
"S'not m-my fault you're-, ah! Sensitive," You moan, teeth occasionally clasping onto the pillow you have your face resting against as you feel your legs grow temporarily numb with his every other thrust.
You didn't realize the affect an entire month of no sex would have on the two of you until now. "Oh but it is your fault. Only your fingers against my neck invoke such reactions from me," Sukuna says to you, as if this were commonly acknowledged information shared between the two of you prior to this, "You know that."
Feeling the way air exits your lips along with another moan of his name, "N-No I don't." you just barely get out to him. His cock is quite busy readjusting your inner honeyed walls to its size with rather barbarically frantic slotting.
"Yeah?" He smiles at that, "Well, let's see if my girl down here does, hm?" Sukuna's hand shifts beneath you and then feels up against your perky clit just to catch how it tremors to every touch, "Oooh, look at that, she knows exactly what she does to me, unlike you—apparently." He scoffs.
You think your legs almost give out for a second due to the pleasure thrumming all throughout your body but you still force yourself to throw a defiant, "Shut up." his way.
Head cocking back as if offended, "What was that, brat?" He doesn't give you a second to reply properly because he's driving his other hand into your hair and then grabbing onto it and tugging the upper half of your body up up up! until his lips can run against your ear, "I couldn't quite hear you, speak up when you're talking to me."
You're mumbling even quieter now and your words seem to break off somewhere through their exit of your throat, "S-Shut up..."
"One more time, wife." He taunts purposefully as his head angles down into your neck and his mouth opens so that he could let his teeth sink into your skin.
You don’t know if you’re going insane by simply being married to the man but you swear the meaner you are to him, the rougher he gets during sex. Either that or the more desperate he gets for something you’re not quite sure of yet.
With drool starting to slip out the corner of your lips, "Sukuna, hahhh-, I-I can't... fuuuck, I didn't mean to-"
"Awhh, yes you did," He cuts off. The heavy tip of his cock was now sandwiched clean against your sweet-spot and he was intentionally not letting up on you, leaving your body a trembly mess against his just so he could talk all soft against your skin, "S'okay, I just wanna hear you say it again f'me. I like it when you try to be mean to me."
"S-Shut up," You finally manage. This time though, there wasn’t an ounce of malice detected in your voice, which overall meant that he’d gotten exactly what he wanted from you: obedience.
Kissing over the recent bite mark he’d made, "See? Was that so hard?" Sukuna hums. You wish the laugh you wanted to release actually left you but unfortunately you’re caught off guard by his loud groan as his voice dips down an octave and something freverent and milky sloshes out into your cunt, "Such a dramatic slut…”
★ Choso Kamo — Holding his face
He always loved it when you took his face into your hands, running your thumbs under his tired shaded eyes and talking all softly about how much you missed him throughout the day. But, something about today in particular was making it especially difficult to think.
It's likely because that torturous month of November has finally come to an end and your boyfriend is now acutely aware of the fact that he's allowed to cum now.
Poor Choso doesn’t think he’s ever gotten hard this fast. You’re sitting in his lap yapping away about your day—you always do—and he’s supposed to be listening but your palms are just so warm against his face. Something deep inside him aches for you to slip your hands down and wrap those same pretty fingers of your around his throat.
Oh God, the thought alone made his cock jump up and leave a snugging bulge against you. That’s probably why he ended up pushing the two of you over and shutting you and your rambling up with a heated kiss, groaning into your mouth about how you could tell him about your day later.
You know your boyfriend could get needy sometimes but this was something else entirely. He practically tore your shorts and panties clean off and then let his dick slap against your softly soaking folds before telling you he needed to fuck you before he lost his mind.
"Cho," You’re choking out now, arms loosely hanging around his neck as he plows his cock into you and grunts against your lips as if possessed.
He’s hardly uttering anything coherent with you anymore, nothing but slippy hums of, "Mhmmm.” exiting him between the way his cock got caught against the especially tight crevices of your pussy.
Your boyfriend isn’t allowing you any space to think, much less speak to him outside of the distant croaks of, "Choso! Ngh-, fuck… C-Can’t breathe-," you let out.
"Don't need to," He heaves right into your lips, tongue practically drawing the words out against the center of yours, "Lemme be your oxygen,"
Oh, he’d lost it entirely. But, he wasn't exactly incorrect in his words. He was being your oxygen in the moment with the way he'd inhale every time you exhaled and the same vise versa. It was a fucked out tangle of breathy moans and groans between your equally kiss-swollen lips whilst the sticky tip of his cock bobbed sinfully against that doughy sweet spot of yours.
Muttering, "See?" in between his thrusts before he sliiiiiid his hips forward and let his dick oh-so-smoothly coast into your quenching walls, "In," Then he's doing the exact opposite motion and draaaaging it right back out, "And out, jus' like that, princess."
Your eyes were barely open but, as he sweet-talked you and had you a soaking mess under him, he also managed to maneuver your hands to his face so that you could focus entirely on him and the expressions he made against your palms while he fucked you. The dark strands of his hair dangled around you and he almost looked like he wanted to cry from how good he felt.
"Mmgh, right there," You gasp as soon as his cock mashes against that erogenous place within you again.
Choso turns his face into your hand a little and then kisses your palm, "Yeahh, that's my favorite spot inside you," He admits before his eyes seem to darken, "Look at me while I fuck it."
He feels your saturated cunt seem to get wetter the moment he says that but what really makes his hips snap forwards a little harder is the way you so keenly follow his instructions and keep your eyes directly on his.
"There she is, hey baby," Choso praises tentatively, "G-Gonna cum soon," He says in between a particularly loose swat of his tongue over his lower lip, "Y'ready for it?"
You use your grip on his face to tug him down for another sloppy connection of lips and as soon as your tongue filters its way up into his mouth, he's letting out something throaty and then letting clumps 'n clumps of his raw cum bloom out into your warm cunt.
Drunkenly murmuring a low, "S'all yours. Saved it jus' f'you during last month... Shiiit, you earned it, baby."
★ Toji Fushiguro — Rubbing his thigh
"F-Fuuuck," You finally have your hand wrapped around the stupidly thick base of his cock, stroking upwards with great fervor that has him groaning all shamefully like some idiot, "Mmgh, I needed this."
Cooing, "Aw, did you?" in that tone you know he can't stand just to tease him some more for letting a very "innocent" run of your hand over his thigh lead to this.
In your head you just wanted to touch your boyfriend a bit while the two of you watched some Christmas movie but apparently that was too much for him to handle after last month's dry streak. By the time you just-so-happened to look over, his head was tossed back and it was taking every muscle in his body not to start grinding up against your palm and working his cock over so you could rub your hand over that instead of his thigh.
Luckily for Toji, you're the sweetest girl on the planet so of course you tugged his cock out for him and started jerking him off like he so desperately needed you to.
But, that was thirty minutes ago and for some reason, he's hard again. You've both lost track of how many times he came in your hand but you don't think you mind it much since now he's too high off his own orgasms to mind the way your silky tongue is lapping around his sensitive nipple.
"Don't tease me," He huffs, jaw taut with tension like he didn't do all this to himself, "Agh-, not when I'm like this..."
You suck on the flushed bud against your tongue a little more before pulling away and kissing around the swollen area, "Like what? A mess in my hands?" You plant another kiss in between your words and your hand jerks at the heavy shaft against your palm a little faster, "A mess against my tongue?"
"Fuck," He groans like it hurts (in a good way), and then his hips thrust up to meet your hand some more and encourage your mouth against his nipple.
Usually, he tries everything in his power to avoid letting you do all this to him but he couldn't care less today since he's been more than eager to cum lately. There's a slop of white trickling all in between every crack and crevice of your hand by now—a feeling of which he's sure would be a sensory nightmare in any other situation—but he just can't stop thrusting into the curve of your palm.
"S'okay, Toji," You whisper way to lovingly for him not to continue to lose his mind, "I missed having you like this too, y'know."
A crooked smile spreads out against his scarred lips and he's trying his best to get ahold of his panting, "Did ya'?"
He felt like some puddled mess under your touch and he wasn't sure if he hated every second of it or secretly wanted more 'n more. The latter quickly proves to be true when you start humming, "Mhmm," as you take his nipple back into your mouth.
The vibrations against it, paired with your thumb caressing the underside of his most tender vein as you glide upwards with your touch, and then swirl the pad of your thumb around his plump head and then in between the slit of it to push at the silky cum spilling out leave him to moan. The pillow on his other side that he's mindlessly holding onto looks almost lifeless due to his current grip.
"W-Why?" He stammers, cursing himself for it as soon as the hoarse tone leaves him. Then Toji's pouty-like eyes flock onto your body and how pretty you look sitting beside him and pleasing him as if you didn't even care about getting yourself off right now, "'Cause you like seein' me make a fool of myself?"
"Yeahh," You whisper honestly, smiling and then leaving a trail of kisses upwards until you meet his neck and then his tense jawline, "You always get soooo grumpy as if you didn't want this," Your voice is too much of a purr and it makes his balls feel impossibly heavier like you haven't almost milked him dry already.
So, of course he takes the annoyed approach and scoffs, "Shut up 'n keep makin' me feel good," Toji tells you.
With a mean squeeze to his cock, you hear his breath tangle up in his throat and the way his entire muscular body tenses up and reacts to the motion, "A whole month you haven't been able to cum and now you wanna be a brat when I finally give you some attention?" You tut, no longer moving your hand and only leaving it to squeeze at his hefty shaft to prevent him from cumming again.
Toji's eyes roll all the way into the back of his skull and his hips jerk upwards in a pathetic attempt at getting his cock to slip upwards within your grasp and give him some more movement 'n friction against it. "O-Ohh fuck-, doll... m'sorry," He spews out instantly, "F-Fuuck.. Please don't-"
"Should've been nicer to me," You cut off as you take your hand off of his dick and watch it wave in the air helplessly.
Technically speaking, he could've taken matters into his own hands (literally) at any given moment now but that couldn't possibly compare to the feeling of having your touch wrapped around him.
The man almost whines as he reaches a shaky hand over to your wrists and urges you back to his weighty cock to start touching it again, "Don't stop, please. P-Please, doll, m'right there."
You roll your eyes and merely keep your hand in an O-shape so that he could fit himself back into your touch, "Do it yourself then." You instruct with a nod of your head. "C'mon, put on a little show for me, Toji."
He didn't need to be told twice. Toji steadies himself on the couch and instantly begins to fuck his cock up into your hand without you moving a single inch. His breath is uneven and all over the fuckin' place as he gets off on just using your hand without your help.
He's never felt so helpless and pathetic like this before that it's quickly beginning to make his head spin. To make matters worse, you move your lips over to his neck again and start kissing him to encourage what he's doing as if he doesn't look stupid with what he's doing right now.
"S'this what you wanted? Huh?" He heaves out, nostrils flaring and voice frayed.
You smile into his skin and nod, "Uhuh, this is exactly what I wanted."
To which Toji rolls his eyes and lets his hips get sloppier with their thrusts, his cock occasionally slipping out of the little hole you've created for him, "Yeah, I bet it is. Fuckin' perv..."
You snicker and look back down at how cute his dick looks missing the very simple hole he desperately aches to fit into, "I could always move my hand, y'know."
"I fuckin' dare you," Your boyfriend challenges.
As if you'd ever been one to back down from such a thing...
The very second you take your hand away again, that submissive 'n pathetic side of his snaps and you're only given a moment to blink before he's got you on top of him within the next second.
Scoffing like everything is your fault, "Such a fuckin' brat... Always makin' me work for what I need."
You quickly feel his bobbling tip kissing up against your pussy lips with swabby slicks of wet cum, "T-Toji, what are you-"
"Shut up 'n sit," He orders like he wasn't a whiny mess a total of six or seven ago.
So, naturally, you fold your arms and keep yourself hovering over his dick, "Say please."
"Fuck that," He breathes, hands at your hips abruptly giving your body a swift pull downwards as if you were the lightest thing on the planet (to him, you were), "Don't you feel how hard I am f'you?"
"Toji-," You're cut off by your own gasp as his wide-set cockhead slips up into you with a loud 'n wetly ringing pop!
"Always a sloppy whore f'me, aren't ya?" Toji asks, eyes glued to the drip and drips of sleek arousal drooling out of your cunt. Then he finally cocks his head to the side and looks back up at you with a look in his eyes that says he already knows the answer to the question he's about to ask, "So are you gonna sit now or do I have to make you do that too?"
I HOPE YOU SEE THIS REQUEST ML!! I do know this question kinda sounds cringe or pick me but it's my genuine question tbh 😭, though if you are uncomfortable with this you can ignore it.
Would jjk men like short reader?? Idk maybe under 5'3?? It can be a thought or headcanon, idk 🥲.
SO GLAD YOU ARE BACKKK!!! 💞💞💞
hii ml! the question isn’t cringe or pick me at all imo!! 🙂↕️ i won’t write it out fully tho bc i don’t care to write anything body-specific as stated in my rules !
BUT, i do believe the jjk men like short women! the only man im not sure abt is choso bc yuki is taller than him and they’re practically canon… in fanon tho im all for it & say he def likes a girl shorter than him since he isn’t exactly the tallest himself!!
inoue waka, who’s the woman on gojo’s phone in tht one ep, is 5’5 soo i doubt he’d mind a woman a few inches shorter than that tbh
mamaguro seemed like she was quite short in comparison to toji but the man is over 6 feet tall so im not sure… still don’t think he’d mind tho 🙂↕️
and the same kinda applies to all the others, those are just a few canon references & examples! but who cares, i say they all like all heights with no preference whatsoever!!🙂↕️🙂↕️
Frat boy gojo x nerd reader, and him fucking her in the library?? I have feeling that despite being a frat joy he is quite literally the top in class with the reader and them having a hate relationship until it's not. 😔🙇🏻♀️
yesyesyesss! fratjo who purposefully signs up for her tutoring just to take some time out of her day bc he def doesn’t need it at all 🙂↕️ then while in the library he’s fully convinced he’d have to quiet her down if they ever fucked but in reality it’s him who ends up being the loud one…
guy i was talking to in october told me he jerked his shit to my instagram highlight of me and my friend recreating this pose imagining he was giving me backshots brah 😭😭😭😭😭 i cant make ts up
HELP MEEE, guys jus jork it to anything these days istg 😭 the things i’ve had men reveal to me tht they got off on always make me laugh bc why r they soooooo easy LMAOOO
can u maybe do pastry chef (baker) reader and apprentice choso ? like he's super nervous to mess up because reader takes their business serious !
sorry if it's boring :(
it’s not boring at all lovely!! it actually sounds rlly cute 🥹
i see choso being an amazing baker whenever the reader’s not around but for whatever reason he’s a clumsy mess as soon as she enters the kitchen with him, stumbling over everything and every word like an idiot </3
it wouldn’t be until later tht he realizes it’s hard to bake around you when he’s always hard around you 🙂↕️🙂↕️
Synopsis . After such a long 'n horrid month of no-nutting, the first week into December you quickly realize that just a simple touch from you is enough for him to feel it (himself) coming.
Pairings . (Separate) Gojo x f!reader, Nanami x f!reader, Geto x f!reader, Sukuna x f!reader, Choso x f!reader, & Toji x f!reader / Content . afab!reader, premature ejec, established relationship(s), heavy breeding, pussy slapping, hints of perversion, dirty talk, pathetic men, rough sex, fluff if you squint, begging, nipple play, filth, praise, gojo’s an idiot, oral sex (f!receiving), finger sucking, masturbation (m!receiving), cum play, manhandling, they’re all downbad, spit, overstim, degrading, creampies, biting, pet names, etc. / wc . 6.7k
A/N: my fav genre of man to write right here y’all. not proofread (when is it ever atp), sorry for errors. hope you enjoy!! Banner art from, "Ikyouto Kouryuukai" [MDNI]
★ Gojo Satoru — A hug from behind
"Shh, shhh, jus' take it for me, my love. P-Please," He's groaning desperately, hips bucking up in tandem with the half-broken words flopping out his mouth, "I missed stuffin' you like this-, hahh, fuck... Gotta' make sure it takes, e-every fuckin' drop."
You'd think after going an entire month without cumming once the last thing that'd get him like this would be a mere hug. Yet, there the two of you were just a few days into the next span of thirty or so days and Gojo's blushing tip had started to drool creamy slick against his boxers from nothing more than that simple embrace you gave him.
You don't know if it was the warmth that exuded from your body that got him like this, or perhaps the soft curve of your breast pressing into his back muscles through the thin top you had on while his torso was left bare but, now you're on top of him.
He's watching your ass slam down on the hard length of his cock whilst his hands smooth over your tits—grabbing and squeezing at whatever he can as you whine, "Toru! I-I can't-"
After the month of Hell he just went through, your whines of not being able to take him were going straight through one ear and right out the other, "You ha-hahh, you have to, sweetheart. S'not fair if you don't..."
"Not fair?" You gasp as his slim fingers pinch your perked nipples, making your cunt spasm around the rest of his dick buried deep inside you, "Satoru, you're the one who wanted to-, fuck! G-Go through with that challenge, not me."
Gojo's lips are hot 'n messy against your neck as you bounce up and down his cock, the filthy mess of cum at his tip busy kissing your cervix lovingly despite how needy and rough he was being. "Mmgh, that's not true," He argues, hands slipping down to hold your waist now, "You said I couldn't do it so, I had to prove you wrong."
Now he’s got a mean grip on the thick of your hips, letting his ears tune into the sound of your honeyed walls salivating around every inch of his length instead of your words, "Yeah, so that means you're the one who—fuck, right there—w-wanted to go all November without nutting."
His eyes roll elsewhere before he’s hauling his tongue out to lap against the side of your neck, slightly tickling you with it as he smirks and then whispers, "Well, it's not November anymore, now is it?"
"Satoru-"
Pulling back before you can finish, Gojo presses his fingertips into your spine to make you arch further and then his eyes trail down, "God, what a fuckin' mess..." He comments as if majority of said mess wasn’t his seed. Letting his hips lazily roll up again, "Stop acting like you didn't miss this just as much as I did."
You have to swallow down the next dewy moan that threatens to spill past your lips, voice airy, "Miss what?"
"This," Your boyfriend emphasizes with yet another lazy, yet eager, roll of his hips. It’s as though he longed for you to feel every ridge ‘n edge of his cock stretching you open whenever he started moving slow like this. Then his arm snakes further around your frame and his fingers meet your clit with welcoming rubs.
Lips to your ear all of a sudden whilst his free hand keeps your body anchored to his so that you couldn’t pull away like you so desperately ached to, "Me rubbing right against here," Gojo explains, "Right where you need me.”
The combination of his cock just resting inside you all languidly—leaving globby streaks of cum against the stretch of your walls—and his fingertips now spelling his initials out against your clit like you’d forgotten who it belongs to, is all enough to have your eyes fluttering back.
Stammering something stupid in denial, "I-I didn't…”
"Oh yeah?” His lips twitch further up before his teeth clasp the edge of your ear in between them, “You didn't miss me inside you like this?" Gojo taunts, knowing he can—quite literally—feel the answer to that.
"N-Nope," You manage to chuckle, body squirming to pull yourself up so he’s not leaving you overly stuffed for a second long enough to catch your lost breath.
He leans allll the way back and cocks a thin white brow, "Heh, you're a horrible liar," Then he uses those large palms of his to spread your cheeks apart enough to get a whorish view of your puffy folds still struggling to swallow the entirety of his cock up. Clicking his tongue at the sight, "You're drooling all over the place, slutty girl."
Your pussy clamps around him just as he points that out, "That's because-"
"Ohh, wait, wait, I know." He cuts off impatiently. It’s almost like he wasn’t even listening to you right now. “That's because you want me to breed you, right?" He says randomly.
You blink and then angle your head back to look at him, "W-What?"
Despite your confusion, your body merely betrays you again. To which he bites his lower—also drooling—lip, "Mmngh, you just got tighter… I think I'm right." Gojo claims as he finally lets you lift yourself up a little, revealing a few of his cum-slathered inches that stick up to your skin in gorgeous strings of filth like glue. "What do you think, 'Toru Jr.?"
You halt exactly where you are and your expression of struggle falls flat, "Stop calling your cock that stupid nickname, please." You whine out to your lover for the nth time in your life.
"Hush, m'not talking to you right now," He scoffs annoyingly, blue eyes gleaming at the pretty sight of his cum all mixed around and nasty where the two of you are so soakingly connected. "But you, my prettiest girl, what do you think, hm?" Gojo asks your cunt instead of you.
You hate the way your body responds before you can get any more displeased whines out to him, the next clench from your pussy leading to yet another spumy sliiick of release trickle downwards and gather around his heavy base. His bright happy trail was just as wet 'n sleek as everything else between the two of you was by this point.
Whispering now as if to somehow leave you out of the conversation, "Do you agree with 'Toru Jr.?" Gojo continues, his thumb drawing over to tug one of your lips apart so he could feel the next little twitch his words invoke against the pad of it, "'Think you wanna be bred?"
When you unintentionally whine at the thought of feeling yet another slosh of his cum slot itself into you, his response is practically immediate, "Yeahhh? Well, who am I to deny such a nice girl," he finishes off with a sly wink sent your way.
Your brows furrow more and a great many curses build up on your tongue in reaction to his ridiculousness, “You’re so fucking—“
Before you could get another syllable out past your lips, he's maneuvering the two of you and next thing you know, your face is meeting the bedsheets below. Whatever verbal rudeness you were about to throw at him gets muffled and sandwiched into the bed but you don't get enough time to grow upset at that when Gojo picks right back up where he'd left off.
One hand holding your face down against the sheets, the other using your hip to tug your body back as his hips thrusted forward with a sudden quickness, and a stupidly smug smile stretched out across his slightly saliva-glossed lips, “Quiet while I stuff my favorite stocking, yeah?"
Your eyes shoot open all wide-like and you force your head to turn to the side, causing his palm to press against your cheek and your gaze to peek through the space in between his fingers. The very second the two of you make eye contact, you could almost swear you saw little hearts in his eyes, as if your annoyance was exactly what turned him on.
Midway through the way his cock glissades at a new angle into your cunt, you manage a short gasp of, “Excuse me?”
To which your boyfriend begins to spill yet another load inside you—like your little huff was precisely what did it for him—and then lets out a snort in between his rather orgasmic grunts, “Whaaat? We-, hahh, we gotta’ get into the Holiday spirit, no?”
★ Nanami Kento — Holding his hand
Something about the way your palm fits against his makes his cock throb in a way that's so utterly dizzying he can't help but feel pathetic.
The two of you have been together long enough for this kind of thing not to faze him anymore but for some reason, whenever you grab his hand just to walk by his side, resting your head against his sturdy shoulder and rambling on about fuck knows what, all that harmless physical contact has blood rushing straight in between his legs.
This is the last thing he expected to set him off for the month but, here he is now, holding that same hand of yours tightly while he fucks you into the mattress a mere few hours after you two got home.
"When was the last time I felt you, hm?” He asks soothingly. You’ve never seen his face twist up in so many different colors of pleasure as it was now, as if he’d never been inside you before or something. Breath ragged and almost virgin-like, “F-Feels like it's been years…” Nanami moans.
You smile prettily enough for his hips to clasp forward a bit harder, leading you to stammer with your reply, "K-Kento, it's only been thirty days," you remind the poor man.
His blonde brows knit up tightly at the center and the fingers tucked in between yours seem to squeeze, "No, no, surely it's been longer than that…” He whispers more so to himself than to you. Then his usually softened fawn eyes seem to narrow on you before shooting down. Lower lip pushing out to frown, “Awh, she can barely take me now, look at her," He notices.
You decide to look down as well and catch the way the lips of your pussy are quivering around just the half of his thick cock that’s easing its way into you, a particularly glossed-up vein of his catching your eye under the dim lighting of your shared bedroom.
“Poor thing's struggling to wrap around me,” Nanami coos, feeling his balls grow heavier with the need to pump you full of everything he’s not been able to release for the past month.
You’re left to moan as he pushes forward a little more, "Ah, maybe you just got-, mmgh, fuck... bigger!"
"Ohhh, don't say that," He grunts out all in one breath. The rest of his dick slides into you with one firm ‘n mean thrust to follow, "Unless you really mean it...” Nanami adds, plump cockhead caressing a new spot inside you all of a sudden, “Does it feel like I've gotten bigger, honey?"
You're nodding more than you are actually processing his words or even the very idea of his cock having grown within the time it's been unable to enter you. A sexdrunk babble of, "Mhm, y-yes, Ken!" spilling over your lips before he slumps even more of his body weight down against you so you could really feel every inch of the man you'd avoided physical contact with for all thirty days of November.
His hunky chest presses firmly against yours and the smooth slicks of sweat between the two of you mix just as evenly as your breaths do when he begins to whisper against your lips, "Do you like it? Y'like how big I've gotten?"
You only nod again, lashes fluttering with the way your gaze falls onto his lips that are far too close for him not to be kissing you right now. "Uhuhh, I love it," you whine before forcing a pout.
The little gesture in your lips doesn't go unnoticed by him so, of course he captures them up with his own within the next second, swallowing up every moan that exits your throat. His body rolls and humps down against you, the one grip he has on your thigh tightening harshly enough for his fingerprints to be noticed much later.
His thrusts get sloppy before he even realizes it, cock slipping out of you long enough to invoke a whine out of your lungs. To which he accidentally lets his florid shaft glide up over your clit in tauntingly pleasureful waves before craning back to angle himself into your properly.
Nanami is normally focused during sex, all intent on getting you to your high before he's anywhere near his because that's what's important to him but now...
"Hold onto me tighter, darling," He's huffing, balls plap plap plaping against your skin as he prepares you to receive the very thick load of cum that was already starting to spill out of his mushroomy tip. His hand to yours with an ever-presently strong grip, "Squeeze me," he husks gently, fighting back a smile when you do exactly that, "There you go, perfect."
Your fingers wiggle in between his and he could see the bliss coating your delicate face just as your jaw began to dangle open. "Kentoo, m'gonna cum," You uttered in his most favored pitch.
Nanami doesn't even remember to respond for a second because he's too busy fucking you to that point and not realizing he's already pouring velvety ropes of his cum into you. It saps all against your walls and makes the filthiest sound ring out around the room but he could care less.
Especially not with the way he continues with his thrusts and leans up—face all focused, despite being every but—and then tugs your hand up to his lips. You're a mess below him by the time he takes your ring and middle finger past his lips before sucking on the two digits as if to muffle the purely pathetic sounds flinging out of him.
You're sure you've seen Nanami feral like this before but you almost forgot what a sight it as to see after the past month.
He quickly goes from sucking on your fingers to plucking them out of his mouth and then kissing every inch his lips could possibly meet, searing his words into your skin as if to tattoo them there, "Cum for me then, cum for your husband," he whines. Then his eyes flick over to you and you feel yourself do exactly that whilst he grins and adds a tender, "Make me proud."
★ Geto Suguru — Fingers in his hair
You always run your fingers through Geto's long dark tresses of hair, telling him how affectionately jealous you are of its length, and complimenting him on it time and time again. Right now was no different, of course.
Except for the fact that his dick was hard enough for him to be uncomfortable where he sat. He was barely hearing what you were saying and all his attention landed on the way your fingertips felt grazing his scalp. You'd avoided doing that all of November because you knew how it got him but now that it was over, you returned to your previous gestures.
So, surely, you expected to have him in between your thighs within the hour?
Truth be told, he ate you out at least three times during November just for the Hell of it but each time it got more and more torturous since he had to stop himself from cumming halfway through otherwise he'd lose that stupid yearly challenge.
But now nothing was holding him back from slobbering in between your juicy cunt, "Mmgh, missed this pretty pussy s'much," Geto practically gurgles against you, a real nasty spread of your slick left slathered all over the lower half of his face. His slim purple eyes were trained especially up onto your expression so he could truly drink up your every reaction, "I finally get to-, agh, mwahh.." He pauses to kiss at you, "Cum while I please you-, fuuck."
"S-Sugu, slow down-, hahh," You end up smiling halfway through your warnings because you honestly missed how depraved he got while eating you out. You never said anything because you didn't want him to feel bad but he definitely did not eat you out like this during November. Which, of course, was to be expected but still. "M'not going anywhere!"
Geto grunts as if pissed off that you'd even suggest him taking his time with you right now, "Don't care." Then he pushes your legs apart impossibly wider and suckles your clit in between his slippery lips, "Need you-, need this..." He moans prettily.
There's a shimmery gloss of something pussydrunken resting in his eyes that just refuse to stray away from you but, you try not to pay too much attention to it. Even though that proves to be quite difficult when he lets his looong tongue slither back in between your weepy folds to lick up every drop you had to offer him, "Hnngh, Suguru!"
"So fuckin' sweet," He moans again with watery eyes. Geto only tugs away a few centimeters to leave spit 'n drenched kisses against your pussy, "Cum on my tongue baby, lemme taste it."
"Fuuck," Your back arches up away from the bed at that gorgeous angle he can never get enough of and that seems to make him all the more feral.
Now pulling at your clit with his lips, very much using the tip of his tongue to swirl around the quavery bud in a way that leaves you twitching, "Look at 'er, she missed me eatin' her out properly just as much," He slurs out in between his perfected oral movements, "My poor baby, dealin' with half-assed orgasms all month jus' cause I was bein' selfish..." Geto coos softly as if you weren't absolutely losing it right now and clinging onto the sheets to stop yourself from squirting right onto his face. "M'sorry, gorgeous. Pwah," He spits again, "Won't happen again."
There's nothing but the sound of wet lil' claps coming from his mouth whenever he draws it away from you and licks at the rest of your taste sitting on his lips. You never thought you'd find yourself with a guy like Geto who literally cums as soon as you start pulling on his hair again. It's a phenomenon you can hardly ever wrap your mind around but, it happens every single time.
While you're whimpering out his name all prettily, "Suguru!" he's busy grinding his fat cock against the soaked sheets below that have a small pool of cum sitting there just from eating you out.
Then you hear him grunt again and his hand leaves your thigh just to slap your throbbing cunt and listen to the sound of the wettened contact. "Next time, m'cumming inside you," Geto hums softly before patting your cunt a couple more times like the reaction it caused was some type of response to his words. "Cute lil' thing, you like the sound of that, don't you? Well..."
Geto trails off for just a moment to move his hand down in between his legs and gather some of his own cum up onto his fingertips before bringing them back up to your spread and then smearing the mess all over it. You think you manage to make a new expression in reaction but you find it hard to think when he shoves those same cum-coated fingers into you.
"This should work for now, right?" He asks softly-, almost innocently like he wasn't currently doing the nastiest thing you've ever seen him do before. "I think if I get inside you now, I'll pass out," Geto admits before planting one last chaste kiss against your cunt and then looking up at you again, "Later though, okay?"
You're somewhere in between another orgasm and overstimulation so your eyes are completely hazed on his, "U-Uhuh, whenever you-, mmgh, want, Sugu..."
He starts french-kissing your cunt in something that looks 'n feels like slow motion before whispering, "S'sweet to me."
★ Sukuna Ryomen — The back of his neck
"Mmgh! 'Kunaa," You're moaning from a widely gaping mouth, "S'too muuch," Eyes puffed with blissful tears streaming out of them as he drives his bulky cock deep inside you like he were afraid you'd run away from him any second now or something.
Your husband merely tips his head to the side, and lets his hand fall down over the fact of your ass to smack! meanly, "You continued to tempt me," He claims, albeit a clear lie, "I'm only giving you what you wanted now."
He was pretending to be far too casual about what was taking place now as if his plump balls weren't actively kissing your clit with the rudest meetings, soft plp plp plps echoing out from each connection. Sukuna's way of acting like the most mundane thing didn't lead the two of you to this very position was truly astounding to you.
"This is what you wanted," You argue back the moment you manage to capture your breath back into your lungs. Brows all furrowed and hips bouncing back against his sharp pelvis, "N-Not me—mmfph, fuck..."
You couldn't see it but he did break out a knowing smile as if you were wrong, "Yet you've made quite the mess around my cock already," Sukuna points out. His lusting red eyes dive downwards and he unintentionally begins to fuck harder the moment he catches sight of your mixed cum dripping off his balls and leaving a mess onto the living room floor. "It must be so difficult to tell lies like that when you've such an honest pussy," He comments.
You swear you hate the way that has your cunt sucking him in more, gushing squelches left trickling out of your hole each time he came forward with yet another hauling thrust of his achy cock, "Ohmygod."
Just a few minutes ago, he had the grumpiest pout weighing his bottom lip down and his eyes were glaring over at you all meanly, cursing you extensively within the safety of his mind but never daring to utter any of said curses to you. Why? Because he felt himself growing throbbingly erect after you'd done nothing more than graze the back of his neck with the tips of your fingers as you'd walked by.
After years of marriage, you'd think he'd have gotten used to you and your loving little touches but…
"Hear that? Hear how she always tells me the truth? Perhaps you should take notes," He's groaning now with you bent over the living room couch in the most debauched way imaginable. It's the same place he was sitting moments ago, the same place he felt a deft tent begin to make itself present against his sweatpants—which are now somewhere on the floor—and the same place he felt as though he needed to give you what you were, allegedly, asking for.
How exactly was the playful gesture of you trailing your fingertips against the back of his neck as you walked behind him a sign of you tempting him? You haven't a clue, really.
"S'not m-my fault you're-, ah! Sensitive," You moan, teeth occasionally clasping onto the pillow you have your face resting against as you feel your legs grow temporarily numb with his every other thrust.
You didn't realize the affect an entire month of no sex would have on the two of you until now. "Oh but it is your fault. Only your fingers against my neck invoke such reactions from me," Sukuna says to you, as if this were commonly acknowledged information shared between the two of you prior to this, "You know that."
Feeling the way air exits your lips along with another moan of his name, "N-No I don't." you just barely get out to him. His cock is quite busy readjusting your inner honeyed walls to its size with rather barbarically frantic slotting.
"Yeah?" He smiles at that, "Well, let's see if my girl down here does, hm?" Sukuna's hand shifts beneath you and then feels up against your perky clit just to catch how it tremors to every touch, "Oooh, look at that, she knows exactly what she does to me, unlike you—apparently." He scoffs.
You think your legs almost give out for a second due to the pleasure thrumming all throughout your body but you still force yourself to throw a defiant, "Shut up." his way.
Head cocking back as if offended, "What was that, brat?" He doesn't give you a second to reply properly because he's driving his other hand into your hair and then grabbing onto it and tugging the upper half of your body up up up! until his lips can run against your ear, "I couldn't quite hear you, speak up when you're talking to me."
You're mumbling even quieter now and your words seem to break off somewhere through their exit of your throat, "S-Shut up..."
"One more time, wife." He taunts purposefully as his head angles down into your neck and his mouth opens so that he could let his teeth sink into your skin.
You don’t know if you’re going insane by simply being married to the man but you swear the meaner you are to him, the rougher he gets during sex. Either that or the more desperate he gets for something you’re not quite sure of yet.
With drool starting to slip out the corner of your lips, "Sukuna, hahhh-, I-I can't... fuuuck, I didn't mean to-"
"Awhh, yes you did," He cuts off. The heavy tip of his cock was now sandwiched clean against your sweet-spot and he was intentionally not letting up on you, leaving your body a trembly mess against his just so he could talk all soft against your skin, "S'okay, I just wanna hear you say it again f'me. I like it when you try to be mean to me."
"S-Shut up," You finally manage. This time though, there wasn’t an ounce of malice detected in your voice, which overall meant that he’d gotten exactly what he wanted from you: obedience.
Kissing over the recent bite mark he’d made, "See? Was that so hard?" Sukuna hums. You wish the laugh you wanted to release actually left you but unfortunately you’re caught off guard by his loud groan as his voice dips down an octave and something freverent and milky sloshes out into your cunt, "Such a dramatic slut…”
★ Choso Kamo — Holding his face
He always loved it when you took his face into your hands, running your thumbs under his tired shaded eyes and talking all softly about how much you missed him throughout the day. But, something about today in particular was making it especially difficult to think.
It's likely because that torturous month of November has finally come to an end and your boyfriend is now acutely aware of the fact that he's allowed to cum now.
Poor Choso doesn’t think he’s ever gotten hard this fast. You’re sitting in his lap yapping away about your day—you always do—and he’s supposed to be listening but your palms are just so warm against his face. Something deep inside him aches for you to slip your hands down and wrap those same pretty fingers of your around his throat.
Oh God, the thought alone made his cock jump up and leave a snugging bulge against you. That’s probably why he ended up pushing the two of you over and shutting you and your rambling up with a heated kiss, groaning into your mouth about how you could tell him about your day later.
You know your boyfriend could get needy sometimes but this was something else entirely. He practically tore your shorts and panties clean off and then let his dick slap against your softly soaking folds before telling you he needed to fuck you before he lost his mind.
"Cho," You’re choking out now, arms loosely hanging around his neck as he plows his cock into you and grunts against your lips as if possessed.
He’s hardly uttering anything coherent with you anymore, nothing but slippy hums of, "Mhmmm.” exiting him between the way his cock got caught against the especially tight crevices of your pussy.
Your boyfriend isn’t allowing you any space to think, much less speak to him outside of the distant croaks of, "Choso! Ngh-, fuck… C-Can’t breathe-," you let out.
"Don't need to," He heaves right into your lips, tongue practically drawing the words out against the center of yours, "Lemme be your oxygen,"
Oh, he’d lost it entirely. But, he wasn't exactly incorrect in his words. He was being your oxygen in the moment with the way he'd inhale every time you exhaled and the same vise versa. It was a fucked out tangle of breathy moans and groans between your equally kiss-swollen lips whilst the sticky tip of his cock bobbed sinfully against that doughy sweet spot of yours.
Muttering, "See?" in between his thrusts before he sliiiiiid his hips forward and let his dick oh-so-smoothly coast into your quenching walls, "In," Then he's doing the exact opposite motion and draaaaging it right back out, "And out, jus' like that, princess."
Your eyes were barely open but, as he sweet-talked you and had you a soaking mess under him, he also managed to maneuver your hands to his face so that you could focus entirely on him and the expressions he made against your palms while he fucked you. The dark strands of his hair dangled around you and he almost looked like he wanted to cry from how good he felt.
"Mmgh, right there," You gasp as soon as his cock mashes against that erogenous place within you again.
Choso turns his face into your hand a little and then kisses your palm, "Yeahh, that's my favorite spot inside you," He admits before his eyes seem to darken, "Look at me while I fuck it."
He feels your saturated cunt seem to get wetter the moment he says that but what really makes his hips snap forwards a little harder is the way you so keenly follow his instructions and keep your eyes directly on his.
"There she is, hey baby," Choso praises tentatively, "G-Gonna cum soon," He says in between a particularly loose swat of his tongue over his lower lip, "Y'ready for it?"
You use your grip on his face to tug him down for another sloppy connection of lips and as soon as your tongue filters its way up into his mouth, he's letting out something throaty and then letting clumps 'n clumps of his raw cum bloom out into your warm cunt.
Drunkenly murmuring a low, "S'all yours. Saved it jus' f'you during last month... Shiiit, you earned it, baby."
★ Toji Fushiguro — Rubbing his thigh
"F-Fuuuck," You finally have your hand wrapped around the stupidly thick base of his cock, stroking upwards with great fervor that has him groaning all shamefully like some idiot, "Mmgh, I needed this."
Cooing, "Aw, did you?" in that tone you know he can't stand just to tease him some more for letting a very "innocent" run of your hand over his thigh lead to this.
In your head you just wanted to touch your boyfriend a bit while the two of you watched some Christmas movie but apparently that was too much for him to handle after last month's dry streak. By the time you just-so-happened to look over, his head was tossed back and it was taking every muscle in his body not to start grinding up against your palm and working his cock over so you could rub your hand over that instead of his thigh.
Luckily for Toji, you're the sweetest girl on the planet so of course you tugged his cock out for him and started jerking him off like he so desperately needed you to.
But, that was thirty minutes ago and for some reason, he's hard again. You've both lost track of how many times he came in your hand but you don't think you mind it much since now he's too high off his own orgasms to mind the way your silky tongue is lapping around his sensitive nipple.
"Don't tease me," He huffs, jaw taut with tension like he didn't do all this to himself, "Agh-, not when I'm like this..."
You suck on the flushed bud against your tongue a little more before pulling away and kissing around the swollen area, "Like what? A mess in my hands?" You plant another kiss in between your words and your hand jerks at the heavy shaft against your palm a little faster, "A mess against my tongue?"
"Fuck," He groans like it hurts (in a good way), and then his hips thrust up to meet your hand some more and encourage your mouth against his nipple.
Usually, he tries everything in his power to avoid letting you do all this to him but he couldn't care less today since he's been more than eager to cum lately. There's a slop of white trickling all in between every crack and crevice of your hand by now—a feeling of which he's sure would be a sensory nightmare in any other situation—but he just can't stop thrusting into the curve of your palm.
"S'okay, Toji," You whisper way to lovingly for him not to continue to lose his mind, "I missed having you like this too, y'know."
A crooked smile spreads out against his scarred lips and he's trying his best to get ahold of his panting, "Did ya'?"
He felt like some puddled mess under your touch and he wasn't sure if he hated every second of it or secretly wanted more 'n more. The latter quickly proves to be true when you start humming, "Mhmm," as you take his nipple back into your mouth.
The vibrations against it, paired with your thumb caressing the underside of his most tender vein as you glide upwards with your touch, and then swirl the pad of your thumb around his plump head and then in between the slit of it to push at the silky cum spilling out leave him to moan. The pillow on his other side that he's mindlessly holding onto looks almost lifeless due to his current grip.
"W-Why?" He stammers, cursing himself for it as soon as the hoarse tone leaves him. Then Toji's pouty-like eyes flock onto your body and how pretty you look sitting beside him and pleasing him as if you didn't even care about getting yourself off right now, "'Cause you like seein' me make a fool of myself?"
"Yeahh," You whisper honestly, smiling and then leaving a trail of kisses upwards until you meet his neck and then his tense jawline, "You always get soooo grumpy as if you didn't want this," Your voice is too much of a purr and it makes his balls feel impossibly heavier like you haven't almost milked him dry already.
So, of course he takes the annoyed approach and scoffs, "Shut up 'n keep makin' me feel good," Toji tells you.
With a mean squeeze to his cock, you hear his breath tangle up in his throat and the way his entire muscular body tenses up and reacts to the motion, "A whole month you haven't been able to cum and now you wanna be a brat when I finally give you some attention?" You tut, no longer moving your hand and only leaving it to squeeze at his hefty shaft to prevent him from cumming again.
Toji's eyes roll all the way into the back of his skull and his hips jerk upwards in a pathetic attempt at getting his cock to slip upwards within your grasp and give him some more movement 'n friction against it. "O-Ohh fuck-, doll... m'sorry," He spews out instantly, "F-Fuuck.. Please don't-"
"Should've been nicer to me," You cut off as you take your hand off of his dick and watch it wave in the air helplessly.
Technically speaking, he could've taken matters into his own hands (literally) at any given moment now but that couldn't possibly compare to the feeling of having your touch wrapped around him.
The man almost whines as he reaches a shaky hand over to your wrists and urges you back to his weighty cock to start touching it again, "Don't stop, please. P-Please, doll, m'right there."
You roll your eyes and merely keep your hand in an O-shape so that he could fit himself back into your touch, "Do it yourself then." You instruct with a nod of your head. "C'mon, put on a little show for me, Toji."
He didn't need to be told twice. Toji steadies himself on the couch and instantly begins to fuck his cock up into your hand without you moving a single inch. His breath is uneven and all over the fuckin' place as he gets off on just using your hand without your help.
He's never felt so helpless and pathetic like this before that it's quickly beginning to make his head spin. To make matters worse, you move your lips over to his neck again and start kissing him to encourage what he's doing as if he doesn't look stupid with what he's doing right now.
"S'this what you wanted? Huh?" He heaves out, nostrils flaring and voice frayed.
You smile into his skin and nod, "Uhuh, this is exactly what I wanted."
To which Toji rolls his eyes and lets his hips get sloppier with their thrusts, his cock occasionally slipping out of the little hole you've created for him, "Yeah, I bet it is. Fuckin' perv..."
You snicker and look back down at how cute his dick looks missing the very simple hole he desperately aches to fit into, "I could always move my hand, y'know."
"I fuckin' dare you," Your boyfriend challenges.
As if you'd ever been one to back down from such a thing...
The very second you take your hand away again, that submissive 'n pathetic side of his snaps and you're only given a moment to blink before he's got you on top of him within the next second.
Scoffing like everything is your fault, "Such a fuckin' brat... Always makin' me work for what I need."
You quickly feel his bobbling tip kissing up against your pussy lips with swabby slicks of wet cum, "T-Toji, what are you-"
"Shut up 'n sit," He orders like he wasn't a whiny mess a total of six or seven minutes ago.
So, naturally, you fold your arms and keep yourself hovering over his dick, "Say please."
"Fuck that," He breathes, hands at your hips abruptly giving your body a swift pull downwards as if you were the lightest thing on the planet (to him, you were), "Don't you feel how hard I am f'you?"
"Toji-," You're cut off by your own gasp as his wide-set cockhead slips up into you with a loud 'n wetly ringing pop!
"Always a sloppy whore f'me, aren't ya?" Toji asks, eyes glued to the drip and drips of sleek arousal drooling out of your cunt. Then he finally cocks his head to the side and looks back up at you with a look in his eyes that says he already knows the answer to the question he's about to ask, "So are you gonna sit now or do I have to make you do that too?"
fratjo beefing with the sorority pres over the volume of his frat’s parties is such a funny concept to me, like they’d have a ‘war’ to annoy and ultimately realize they have no reason to keep it up, but too prideful to admit they like having each other’s attention
boy oh boy do i love any and all rivalry-type troupes.. like imagine all this but on top of it, they’re attending one other’s parties judging each other ESPECIALLY hard whenever their attention strays from one another… #jealousy
def ends with the two of them goin at it in the middle of one of said parties…
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