JJK - âgonna get you pregnantâ pt 2
Characters: choso, toji, sukuna
Warnings: crack, fluff, mentions of breeding and mpreg

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JJK - âgonna get you pregnantâ pt 2
Characters: choso, toji, sukuna
Warnings: crack, fluff, mentions of breeding and mpreg
JJK - âgonna put a baby in youâ
characters: Gojo, Nanami, Geto
warnings: mentions of mpreg and breeding, crack, fluff, i'm gonna get geto pregnant.
choso x vampire!reader part 2
cw: sub choso, needy!choso, whimpering, grinding, dacryphilia (i guess), whining, a little blood drinking, dom!reader
note: first time writing smut.
you were standing in the middle of choso's dorm room, as he sat on the edge of his bed. he sat shyly on his bed with his hands neatly on his lap, flustered and not knowing what to do. you notice the pink tinge across his face and on the tip of his ears. you climb onto his lap straddling his thighs as you wrap your arms around his neck. you can feel his hard crotch pressing against your core. you roll your hips back slowly, grinding against his clothed area as he lets out a strangled whimper. he doesn't know what to do his hands so you move his hands to your hips. you continue rolling your hips back and forth and he becomes an incoherent mess letting out strangled moans.
"p-please" he managed to choke out, as he tried to swallow back the whimper that threatened to follow. he tilts his head back towards the ceiling, exposing the smooth skin of his neck where you could hear the frantic pumping of blood inside his body. your mouth slowly falls open and you lean in before you could tell yourself to stop. you were inches away from his neck, and the sight of the two puncture wounds you left earlier against his pale skin was enough to make your fangs ache.
"can i, just a taste", you ask hesitantly. he nods frantically giving you permission. you sink your fangs down into his neck and close your eyes at the intoxicating rush of blood blooming across your tongue. you let out a soft, breathless sigh as your hand move to the back of his head, nails scraping the hair at the nape of his neck. your hands works slowly removing his tshirt over his head. you pull his trousers down, freeing his cock from his pants as you watch it spring against his lower abdomen. your fingers wrap against his long shaft and you begin stroking his cock up and down. his tip is already flushed pink and leaking pre cum. "mmhhh f-fuckk" he bites down down on his bottom lip to stifle a whimper. he sounds so whiny, it sends heat straight to between your legs. his hands tremble and fingers dig into your sides.
"i'm so hard it hurts, a-aahh f-faster p-please" he whines. you pump his cock faster between your fist. his pre cum smeared around acting as a lubricant. your thumb presses on his sensitive tip leaving him a trembling mess under you. "aahh- i'm so c-close. please nggh im gonna come. p-please your hand feels so good i-can't". you squeeze his cock tighter as you pump him faster. the wet slick sounds echoing throughout the room. he's a pathetic mess under you, hips jerking as tears prick the corners of his eyes from the overstimulation.
"cum for me. make a mess of yourself all over my hand". you whisper teasingly next to his ear. that was all the permission he needed as thick hot ropes of cum shoot out from his tip all over his abdomen and your hand. he's a sobbing and shaking mess as he comes down from his orgasm. "good boy" you say as you continue stroking him cock through his orgasm as he whimpers and clings to you "but we're not done yet".
you remove your clothes and toss them on the floor, leaving you in your black lacy underwear, still straddling him. despite the orgasm seconds ago, his cock was hard yet again and flushed pink. you run a finger down his slit making his whole body jerk. you guide his hand to your back, as his hands slowly unclasp your bra. your remove your underwear before lifting your hips and sinking yourself down onto his cock. you watch as choso's cock slowly disappears before lifting your hips up again. your breasts bounce up and down as your ride him. his voice whimpers, already cracking, as your heat wrapped around his cock is too much for him. your fingers threads through his messy black hair and push his head forward towards your breasts. he hesitates before his tongue swirls around the sensitive peak on your nipples. the hesitation disappears quickly as he eagerly and hungrily sucks on your nipples, like he was starved for it. he lets out a broken whine that vibrates straight through you.
"fuck", you breathed as you rock against his hip, clenching down on his cock. he buries his face in your breasts as heat pools low in his abdomen. "ahhh-nghh f-fuck i'm gonna-" he whines as he shoots out thick ropes of cum inside of you. you ride him faster after his orgasm, chasing your own release. your breath hitched as you felt the sensation in your lower abdomen shift from a shimmering heat to an urgent, tightening coil. the knot unravels seconds later as your release washes over you and down choso's length. you continue to ride out your convulsing orgasm. you both stay still for a sec, catching your breaths before you lift yourself off of his cock and collapse down next to him. his bangs was sticking to his forehead and his face was completely flushed and pink. the most beautiful thing you had ever seen. he comes to his senses and heads to the bathroom. he returns with a wet cloth and uses it to wipe away the cum between your thighs. he looks at you gently and brushes a stray strand of hair away from your face.
"you okay", he asks. you nod slowly as he leans his head on your chest. your run your fingers softly through his hair and softly massage his scalp, which makes him purr quietly and the sound vibrates through your chest.
Choso x vampire!reader. you feed on choso but heâs a freak and ends up liking it.
Note: this is my first time writing something like this, so hopefully itâs not too bad :).
You were starving and hadnât drank any blood in days. The bloodlust of vampires was an insatiable, overwhelming hunger. Back in the day, vampires were able to feed whenever they wanted and on whoever they wanted. Nowadays you were forced to make do on drinking animal blood or stealing from blood banks, when you were in need of fresh blood.
It was late at night and you were walking back from campus when you saw choso. You had taken notice of him at the start of the second year of college. You were both in the same psychology class. He was a nerd, always having his face in some textbooks and rarely talking to anyone, except for his younger brother yuji who was a first year. He had long hair tied up into two high ponytails, dark purple eyes and a thick black tattoo that was stretched against the bridge of his nose. He had heavy dark circles under his eyes making him look exhausted. Your eyes glance over the slope of his neck. You could hear the blood pumping inside his body. You imagined digging your fangs into the smooth skin of his neck. You imagine his blood would taste warm, thick and rich with vitality. You unconsciously lick your lips at the thought of satisfying this insatiable hunger that has been clawing at your throat these past few days.
You stand in front of him on the street as you block his path. The sound of his blood flowing under his skin was enough to make your mouth water and your body ache with hunger even more. Just one taste you thought to yourself.
âUmm, can i help youâ, choso says as you stand in front of him. His voice was smooth, deep and slightly raspy.
You bare your fangs, which makes him widen his eyes in fear for a split second but he doesnât have the chance to move as your already on him sinking your teeth into his skin. The first taste of blood is exhilarating and you dont want to stop. The sharp, metallic taste of blood spread across your tongue and the warm blood slid down the back of your throat. You forgot how good feeding directly from a human was and it was making you feel heady. You should probably stop soon since you didnât want to kill him.
A soft, involuntary whimper escapes his throat. You feel the hard bulge in his trousers pressing against you. You stop feeding on him and take a step back, filled with confusion. Your eyes travel down his body as it lands on the noticeable tent in his crotch area. The tip of his ears and his cheeks flush a deep shade of pink from embarrassment as you notice his arousal.
Your lips curl up imperceptibly and you take a step forward, tongue darting out to swipe over the puncture wounds on the base of his neck. He lets out yet another pathetic, involuntary whimper as you feel him slowly griding his hipâs against yours. Your free hand trails down pressing your palm against his crotch through his trousers, which makes his breath hitch and his knees buckle as they threaten to give out.
âMmmhh⊠you like thatâ, you say, your voice slightly muffled, as you place wet kisses along his neck and across his jaw. When your lips finally meet his, they are warm and soft. You can feel how desperate he is as his hands cup your jaw, despite the kiss being clumsy. Your teeth dig into his bottom lip, not hard enough to draw blood, as you slip your tongue into his mouth. His trembling hands were gripping your waist.
âNghh~ mmmh p-please donât s-stopâ, choso moans against your mouth as your tongue continues exploring his mouth. Your free hand that was palmed against his crotch disappears under his shirt. Your cold hand against his warm skin makes his breath hitch as his grip on your waist tightens.
He is so painfully hard as his cock strains against the seam of his pants. His grinds frantically against you in a desperate, aching need to find some friction. He lets out ha ragged breath and he tips his head slightly back. You sink your fangs into skin, in which he lets out a soft whimper, and his hand on your waist act as an anchor as his legs feel like jelly.