thinking about jerking off your man with his watch on your wrist.
you were going through his mini collection of watches and a particular one caught your eye. you could tell it was expensive, a high end brand that you probably couldn’t recall.
you felt him hover over you, chuckling lowly as he saw you going through his collection. “ah, i haven’t worn that one in so long”. he started to tell you the backstory of why he bought it, making you giggle fondly.
you look up at him and ask him if you could try it on. he took the watch from your hands and pulled your wrist out, putting it on you. you admire the heavy metal on your wrist, imitating him as he chuckles lowly.
"it suits you perfectly," he murmured, his eyes fixed on your face. his hand remained wrapped around your wrist, his thumb gently stroking the soft skin on the underside. the action made you feel strangely vulnerable.
one thing led to another and here he was, his head low on your shoulder as you jerked him off with watch on your wrist. he breath was hot against your skin as he let out husky moans.
with each stroke, his body quivered and trembled against you. his husky moans turning into pants and whines, you could tell he was close. you praise him and tell him how good he is, kissing the top of his head.
with a low moan, he came all over your hand and wrist. you chuckle as you press soft kisses on any part of his face you could reach. “you came all over your watch”, you say in a disappointed tone. he let out a breathy chuckle, pressing a kiss to your jaw as he basked in the afterglow. “don’t worry too much, hm?”, he said in a low tone he moved you both over to the bathroom to clean up.
as the weeks passed by, you noticed the watch you tried on become an everyday accessory of his.
uhh…this is very unprovoked because i lowkey tried on a rolex and immediately thought about several characters who are loaded (😼) so its been floating around my head for the past two days.
description- you were so close to beating him! one more award and you could’ve had beaten him but of course your workplace had to screw you over and hand you both the same award making you draw once more but what happens when zayne just had enough?
warnings - unprotected sex (wrap it before u tap it), rough (?) sex, bangning in a public bathroom, dirty talk, edging (only if you squint), and confession (eek!) and all those shenanigans. lmk if im missing something else
a/n- its been a year daddy and i am back (writers block is still present). this is lowkey inspired by a c.ai bot by anticyra (literally the loml, i love their bots) so this will be a turn of my filthy imagination.
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you didn’t expect the sudden turn of events when the announcer said both of your names for the “Physician of the Year” award. no wonder they had you both seated together at the same table.
you and zayne have this unspoken rivalry between you two when it comes to taking care of your patients and your jobs. it was something you both did in medical school as well –mentally however–, even though he graduated before you.
this rivalry officially started when you both ran into each other at Akso where you were referred to by your school. turns out, your school referred him too and you both had an interview on the same day. out of pettiness, you both exchanged numbers so you would be able to brag about who the better doctor was and who got the job there. turns out, you both got a call back on the same day (spoiler: you got the call first)
you were so close…just one more, one more award and you could have beaten your record against him but the odds were yet again, not in your favour.
zayne walked by you, a jab on your back broke you out of your daze.
you put on your best smile as you stand up and head towards the stage. once you reached the podium, slightly bowing as a thank you, you accepted your award. the announcer handed you the mic for a small speech but your mind went totally blank.
as you grabbed the mic, you were about to spew out some random nonsense before zayne took the mic out of your hands and began to introduce the both of you. stunned, you listen to what he has to say.
“i’ve always believed that what we do in deep space should speak for itself, but if this award is an indication that we’re being seen, then i give my thanks. but i’d be remiss if i didn’t acknowledge my colleague who’s receiving the same recognition tonight.” you heard a hint of bitterness in his tone.
“We’ve had our differences, but I suppose it’s not entirely surprising that we’d end up here together. after all, it’s not every day you’re up against someone with such… a unique approach to things.”
he finishes his speech before handing the microphone and both your awards back to the MC. the awards presented were just for pictures and for show and that they would mail you your real ones in a couple of days.
confused as to why he put yours away as well, he walked off the stage before grabbing your wrist and walking you both off, your eyes widening at the sudden action. his hand was tightly wrapped around your wrist as he dragged you out to the hallway, your protests falling deaf on his ears. the buzz of the others in the room died down as he dragged you further and in an instant, you’re pulled into an empty bathroom.
the cold door presses against your back, the weight of his hand on your wrist all too familiar, like an echo from years of fighting for the same recognition. you’re both winners, but it just doesn’t feel like that.
not when he’s standing over you like this, with a smirk that’s equal parts satisfaction and challenge.
“you look like you’re ready to say something,” zayne’s voice is low, with an edge you don’t often hear from him. it’s not teasing. it’s almost like a dare.
your breath catches in your throat as you try to shake off the fog of competition that’s clouded your thoughts. his grip, though tight, is not painful. the way his fingers curl around your wrist—it’s almost possessive, but he’s not hurting you. he doesn’t have to, he doesn’t want to.
“i wasn’t expecting this,” you manage, words coming out shakier than you intend. his eyes bore into yours like he’s studying every shift in your expression. he knows what’s coming next. he always does.
“no?,” zayne murmurs teasingly, his lips curling into something dangerously close to a smile. “i don’t think either of us was expecting it. but, then again, it’s been a long time since we’ve expected anything from each other, hasn’t it?”
his thumb grazes over your wrist, a slow, deliberate motion that makes your pulse jump. the tension between you both has always been palpable, but now it’s different. it’s not about winning anymore, it’s about what’s left unsaid.
you open your mouth to retort, but he’s faster, using his free hand to tilt your chin upward, forcing you to meet his eyes. there’s something almost possessive in his gaze. “you’ve always been the one to make the first move,” he whispers, just inches from your lips.
the proximity sends a thrill through you, one you haven’t felt in years, and yet, you can’t shake the nagging feeling that all of this—this closeness, this challenge, this unspoken attraction—is more complicated than you want it to be. “you’re not winning this time,” you reply, your voice steadier now but the dampening of your panties tells a different story.
zayne lets out a soft laugh, the sound low and dark. “we’ll see about that.”
with that, he smashes his lips onto yours. its needy, full of emotion and want. you gasp slightly into the kiss, a bit taken aback from his sudden action but you didn’t push him away. years of pent up frustration, feelings, and hate all coming out in a single kiss.
his hands trail down to your waist, pulling you into him as he kisses you like he wants to consume you whole, your lips move along with his with much fervor and want. you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him close, pulling a breathy groan out of him.
his soft hands squeeze your waist before pulling away from your lips and spinning you around to face the door, your back against his chest. “always getting on my damn nerves”, he spits out as he trails his hands up and down your thighs, lifting your dress up slowly with his ministrations.
“z-zayne”, you gasp out as you felt his hands run up and down your inner thighs as he slowly spreads your legs apart, the action making your knees buckle as you gripped onto his wrist. “hm?”, he teases as he kisses up your shoulder to your nape.
his lips ghosted over your ear as he whispers, “you look so fucking good like this”. he pressed himself harder against you, his body flush against yours as you let out a breathy moan.
zaynes hands gripped your thighs, his fingers digging into your skin. “we need to be quiet baby, we don’t want anyone hearing us now, do we?” his voice low against your ear as fingers ghosted up towards your clothed cunt.
you sigh, your eyes fluttering shut as you bite your lip softly. “words, baby. i need to know you want this as badly as i do because i just can’t hold back anymore”, his whimpers against your ear, his fingers brushing against your dampened panties.
“zayne, just- stop teasing and fuck me”, you groan out. thats all he needed before you heard him unzip his pants as he pushed your underwear to the side, feeling his fingers ghosting your wet folds.
you let out a choked groan as you felt his fingers against your wet cunt. “zayneee”, you whine. “stop teasing and hurry up. people are going to wonder where we went off-”, your sentence is cut off when you feel his cock stretch you out. you let out a loud moan causing zayne to slap his hand across your mouth.
“fuck”, he cursed under his breath. “we don’t want them to hear how good i make you feel, hm?”, he murmurs against your ear as he slowly stretches you out.
your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you felt him reach deep into you, biting and drooling against his hand. “you drive me crazy, you know that?”, he picks up his pace as he feels you drool against his hand.
“always trying to one-up me, isn’t that right? always arguing with me and running that pretty little mouth of yours”, his words are tumbling out as he fucks you dumb.
as he continues to ram into you, one of his hands trails up to your neglected clit as he begins to play with your bud. you clench around him tightly, moaning against his hand as you feel the pressure build up in your tummy. “zayne”, you mumble against his hand.
he hums before moving his hand away from your mouth. “yes, baby?”, his tone teasing as he withdrew himself from you slightly, making you whine at the loss of contact.
“please” you whine, your breath catching as he rubbed his thumb over your sensitive clit. “i was so close, please zayne, let me cum”, you please.
his lips curled into a smirk as he tilted your head up with his other hand. “are you begging me, sweet thing?”.
your pride was far gone out the window as you pleaded shamelessly. “yes, please zayne”, you panted. you were just on the edge, before he slams his hips into you once again. “you’re so pretty like this”, he coos. “so cute, so pretty”, he mumbles as his fingers begin to play with your clit once again.
you let out a soft moan as you clench around him tightly, the coil in your tummy about to snap. “zayne, im gonna cum”, you whine as you arch into him. he snapped his hips a bit harsher as he leaned in close, his teeth grazing your earlobe.
“thats right, cum for me”. his words were enough to push you over the edge, your body trembling as the waves of pleasure washed over you, your jaw slacking in a silent scream. his free hand tilted your head up harshly as he slammed his lips onto yours before you could let out a loud moan as spilled into you, his hips stilling as he held you tight against him. he pulled away from your lips before he spoke up.
“fuck, i love you”, he whispered breathlessly against your ear as his head hung against your shoulder.
your eyes widen as his confession snapped you out of your haze, turning your head to face him. "what did you just say?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper. you knew you heard him correctly, but you needed to hear it again.
zayne lifted his head, his eyes locking onto yours. he looked almost vulnerable in that moment, his cocky smirk replaced by a look of genuine affection.
description- you were invited to your friend's house for a sleepover! but what happens when her hot older brother invites you into his room while your friends asleep?
warnings - unprotected sex, age gap (geto is 4 years older than reader), rough sex, mating press and all those shenanigans. oh and they get walked in on 😋.
you were currently sucking off your best friends brother, while she was asleep in the other room. your friend invited you for a sleepover, but her brother had other plans when he texted you to come into his room at 1 o’clock in the morning.
your jaw went slack when he shifted both of you downwards on the bed, fucking your face. you were a teary, drooling mess. you were clenching around nothing as you heard geto’s grunts and moans.
he lifted your face up from his cock, eyeing you with lust. he slowly lifted you, placing you on your back, hovering over you.
“you look so beautiful like this” he whispered before smashing his lips onto yours. he groaned, tasting himself on your lips.
pulling away, he hooked his fingers on the waistband of your shorts, pulling your panties and shorts down in one swift motion. he spread your legs open as he eyed your cunt.
“so wet for me hmm? i barely even touched you honey”, he took two fingers, inserting them in you, causing you to let out a soft moan.
“careful baby, we wouldn’t want your best friend to know how much of a cock hungry slut you are. especially when you're getting dicked down by her own brother.” he chuckled.
he withdrawled his fingers and placed them in his mouth, humming in satisfaction. “you taste so good baby, open your mouth for me”, you did as he told, spitting into your mouth and placing his fingers inside.
“suck”, he demanded.
you sucked on his fingers as he let out soft whines. he needed to be inside you now. he took his fingers out of your mouth, placing the wet digits back into his mouth. taking his fingers out, lining his cock against your entrance. you let out soft whines as he teased your slit with his tip.
you were growing impatient as you bucked your hips towards him. “tch, so needy” he spat out.
he slowly inserted himself inside you, stretching you out nicely. you both moaned as he bottomed out, waiting for you to get used to the sudden stretch.
“you okay baby? can I move?” he asked. your small whines were enough to answer his question.
he slowly started to move, hissing when you clench around him. he slowly picked up the pace, making your eyes roll back. your hand travelled down to your clit but before you could, geto took your hand in his, pressing a soft kiss on the back and picked up his pace.
you were trying to control your moans, when geto pushed your legs up to your chest, that's when you lost it. your moans were so pornographic that you’d forgotten your friend was in the room right down the hall.
“geto please please don’t stop, fuck i’m so close” you moaned out. geto’s thumb met with your clit and that pushed you over the edge. your whole body shook as you came, geto smashing his lips onto yours to conceal your cries.
After a few more thrusts, he moaned into the kiss as he came deep into you. geto pulled his lips away from you, pressing his forehead onto yours, both of you panting and smiling.
you two had been so caught up in reaching your highs that you failed to realize your friend was standing at the door with her mouth agape. they slammed the door shut, walking away, guilt filling your chest immediately.
Description: gojo, you and the rest are throwing a surprise birthday party for Nanami! when helping put up decorations around Shoko’s apartment, Gojo has been secretly teasing you making you frustrated with his tactics. Little do you know, he has a bigger surprise planned for you and you only.
Warnings: Smut, public /outdoor sex, edging, overstimulation? vibrator play, breeding kink? small fluff, and angst at the end. Feel free to tell me anything I missed.
a/n- tbh idk where i was going with this but it happened. we all love a little sadness don’t we ^3^. enjoy!
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You and Gojo were giggling to yourselves at the scene. “CAN YOU HOLD THAT STREAMER PROPERLY IJICHI!” Shoko was yelling about how the proportions were off. Ijichi looked like he was going to cry but to be fair when Shoko yells, it's best if you listen. You and Gojo were on balloon-blowing duty off to the side. You had to blow 40 balloons according to Shoko but the both of you have been fooling around which led to you having 4 balloons blown. You could feel Shoko’s gaze piercing the back of your head and you were afraid to turn around, which led to you slapping Gojo’s arm telling him to hurry up.
You ignored your friend’s chatter and went upon your task and to be honest, blocking out Gojo’s nonsense was actually pretty easy. You were pretty open with him talking about anything. Sometimes he would make a dirty joke here and there which led you to slap his arm harder each time but this time, you were totally caught off guard,
“Why don’t you ever blow me like that?”
The balloon you were blowing flew away from you as you turned around looking to see if anyone heard what he said. No one knows that you’ve been fucking gojo on the low. Yeah everyone knew you were close, but if anyone found out that you like to spend your free time in his office being bent over his desk as he fucked you dumb, you’d be in big trouble.
“Gojo what the fuc-” “ Baby the way you’re so concentrated on the damn balloon is making me jealous”, he pouted his lip out towards you. He started to back you up into the kitchen so you were out of sight. “Hey pretty girl”, he raised your head with his finger making you look up at him. “you’re just making me so hard and all you’re doing is blowing a fucking balloon”, he whined. Heat pooled between your legs. You saw him pull something out of his pocket and the next sentence that came out of his mouth made your jaw drop to the floor.
“You remember we had a deal that we can do something out in public? but I don’t want anyone to see the way I see you behind closed doors so how about I put this pretty little toy in your cunt and we see what goes on from there hm?”. You let out a small whine when he wrapped his arm around your waist pulling you closer to him. You closed your thighs for some friction but he placed his knee in between your thighs making you snap out of your trance.
“Baby I need an answer” he whispered close to your ear. You looked up at him and breathed out a “yes” which led to him going straight to his knees and pulling your skirt up and sliding your panties to the side. You let a quiet whine escape your lips as he licked a fat stripe on your folds. He hummed against your cunt which sent vibrations all the way up to your throat. You swore you could’ve came right there and then.
“So sweet” he whispered. He brought the vibrator up to your core rubbing it over your folds. He pushed the toy in, making out let out a choked moan. He kissed your cunt before fixing your panties and skirt for you. He got up and kissed you, pulling away quickly making your noses rub together. He winked at you before walking away and continued to blow up the remaining balloons.
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It’s been an hour since the whole kitchen scene happened and he never turned the vibrator on once. You had a feeling in your gut that he would turn it on while you were busy.
Your prediction was correct because when you heard Shoko’s doorbell ring, you all hid behind the sofas as Shoko yelled out “It’s open!”. Nanami entered the apartment and was confused about why her lights were turned off. He switched the lights on and you all jumped up in excitement yelling out a “Happy birthday Nanami!”. You, in fact, couldn’t let out a single word because Gojo turned on the toy inside you with the remort in his pocket making you whimper loudly as everyone's focus was on Nanami. You shot a look at Gojo but he walked up to Nanami with a nasty smirk on his face.
“Happy birthday Nanamiiiiii!!” Gojo jumped onto Nanami, tumbling them both over. They both groaned in pain.
“I’m too old for this shit Gojo” Nanami winced in pain but you were trying so hard not to make a noise. When Gojo saw your state he got up and couldn’t help himself.
“y/n, you do see Nanami right?” he snapped his fingers in front of your face. You gave him a look of disgust as you tried to ignore the intense vibrations between your legs. You slowly walked up to Nanami giving him a small hug and wishing him a happy birthday. Gojo saw your efforts and turned off the vibrator. You let out a huge breath you didn’t know you were holding. Nanami asked if you were okay since you looked a bit pale. You told him you were alright and he patted your head as he walked up to everyone else.
Gojo walked up to stand beside you and he leaned himself towards your ear. “I’m surprised you handled that well baby,” he whispered. “takes one to know”, you snapped. He just smiled at himself. You had no idea what was in store for you.
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Here's a quick summary of when Gojo decided to turn on the toy in your pussy.
He turned it on when you were pouring wine for everyone, he turned it on when Shoko asked for your assistance in the kitchen, when you were walking with a tray full of drinks and for the longest time he let the toy run when you were holding Nanami’s birthday cake.
When Nanami blew out the candles and cut the cake, you took pictures with the toy on. gojo turned it off when he saw a certain look on your face when you were about to cum. you looked at him dead in the eyes, frustrated at your ruined orgasm. That's it, you needed some air.
You told Shoko you were going for a small walk outside since it felt stuffy. She yelled out “Be safe!” and you walked out. the cool breeze felt nice on your hot body, you really wanted to punch Gojo in the face for that.
You were surrounded by the sounds of the wind and it felt relaxing. This day just reminded you of the first time you and Gojo hooked up. It was honestly a mistake because you both were exhausted and he came over with drinks. you both drank till your heart's content and then the next thing you know you both were ripping each other's clothes off and kissing each other like it was your last breath.
You snapped back to reality when you heard Gojo’s voice. You turned around to face him but with a quick motion, he pushed you up against the nearest wall and kissed you deeply. The way he was kissing you reminded you of the first time he kissed you breathless and you couldn’t get enough.
You put your hands on his face pushing him closer to you and he placed his knee between your legs. Started to move his knee from side to side and you moaned into the kiss. Your hips started to buck up for some more friction but Gojo wasn’t having it. He pulled away from you and looked at you. You were a mess. You've been edged over and over again and you were in pain because of your denied release.
“Gojo, please I need to cum. I’m gonna die if I don’t”, tears were coming out of your eyes at this point.
The next thing you know, gojo went on his knees, pushing your skirt up and sliding your panties to the side. You moaned as he took out the toy. “So wet”, he hummed. You pleaded with your eyes and the next thing you know, he stood up and pushed you up against the wall again. He fumbled with his pants as he took his cock out. You were always in awe when you saw his girth, you can never get enough.
He lined his cock against your opening, teasing it. He chuckled when you let out a moan of frustration and eventually pushed himself into you.
You both moaned at the sensation. You were so dick deprived, you needed him so bad.
“So fucking tight baby, you're killing me here. Sqeezing around me hm pretty?” he groaned out.
You were moaning so loud that you’d forgotten you were literally outside. You couldn’t care much though, you need to cum.
He picked you up and pushed you further into the wall, hiking your legs to your chest. The new position hit all the right spots to the point you could feel him in your throat. You squeezed around him indicating you were going to cum.
“Gonna cum baby? Hmm pretty? Go on, cream my cock. You deserve it” he was praising you but you couldn’t hear a thing. Your ears were ringing and your vision blurred as you came all over him. You were a moaning mess. You sort of lost consciousness of how hard your orgasm hit you.
“Baby, you okay? Come back to me doll”, he started to worry as he slowed down his thrusts. “Want you to cum in me please, I’m okay, just cum”, you whined. He looked at you with such caring eyes, he just loved you so much. But he couldn’t tell you that. Everything and everyone he cared about or loved always left or died. He was gonna take this secret to the grave.
His thrusts gradually increased. You knew he was close to cumming and you were too. After a few more thrusts, you both came. He came hard, filling you to the brim. You both were a panting and sweaty mess. He fell forward, placing his forehead onto yours. Your faces contoured into something indescribable. You both opened your eyes to look at each other. You both started to giggle and smile, you just loved him so much.
He put you down slowly and made sure you could stand on your own without wobbling. He took out a handkerchief he had and wiped your dripping hole. You were sensitive so every time he wiped, you’d let out a small moan. He chuckled to himself and adjusted your panties and skirt.
The cool outside air felt nice on your sweaty skin. The air reminded you that Gojo was in fact beside you right now. You turned to face Gojo but he was already looking at you with the purest of eyes. He gave you a lazy smile and your eyes lighting up made his heart race.
He intertwined his fingers with yours and placed a kiss on the top of your head.
The words he wanted to say out loud, never came out.
