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thinking about pathetic nerdjo who accidentally calls you mommy while youre having sex . . . hes already finished more times than he can count, mind empty as he squirms under your touch. your soft hands work his dick slooowly but he's already coming undone again. he physically cant take another orgasm, he's writhing on the bed and begging you to stop but you know your pretty boy can take another one, cant he? he doesnt think he can, "please—ngh—cant take it anymoreee" hes whining, tears spilling over his cheeks. "i cant— mommy i cant, pleasee" and you both freeze bc did he just call you mommy....? he blushes hard, clearly ashamed, but you think hes soooo cute. "you can cum for mommy again, can't you?" you're teasing him and hes soso embarrassed but youre making him feel soooo good so he's just nodding dumbly, whimpering your name as he cums all over your hands :( "thank you mommy thankyou thankyou thankyouuu"

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hiii! could i req a fic where the reader has a really bad day and nerdjo tries to make it better by eating her and till she can’t think anymore while praising her and shiiii 😛😛

i love ur gojo fics genuinely top tier gojo writers

fuckkkk yes throbbing at the thought of this i think its clear that i loooove writing about being eaten out so im suuuuuper excited to write this !!!!! theres 2 other reqs im working on rn but as soon as those are out ill start writing this one !!

also thank you soo much for the support cutie ily <3333

ps if you want to know the status of ur req i update my wip list every time i start/finish writing a fic !

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‧₊ ˚⊹ choso loves thinking about you when he touches himself ! 18+

note written for this request ! first time writing for choso !!! i hope he’s whiny and slutty enough :33

cw voyeurism, reader watches choso and he doesn't know, mutual masturbation

you click the door shut behind you as you kick your shoes off at the front of your shared apartment. after a failed attempt at trying to find one specific ingredient for the dinner you were supposed to make, all you wanted to do was flop on to the couch and binge your favourite show with your roommate, choso, preferably over some takeaway.

you're about to jump straight into the shower (the markets were unbearably hot, today) when you hear loud groans from choso’s room. you think nothing of it—he’s probably grinding out resident evil like he has been for the past week. until they start getting louder and he almost sounds like he’s in pain? you pad over to his door, which is slightly ajar. you know you shouldn’t look, not without knocking. but, as a dutiful roommate, it was basically your obligation to make sure he was okay. so you peer through the crack in his door. 

choso is sprawled out on his bed, one hand stroking his leaking cock whilst the other fists his sheets. 

oh my god. 

your mind races with unashamed lust, heart hammering against your ribcage. you should look away, leave, pretend you never saw this. but something in you possesses you to stay. maybe it’s the way his long, slender fingers wrap around his length, squeezing lightly until his tip is flushed a pretty pink and beads of pearlescent precum spill over his knuckles. maybe it’s the way he whimpers, muscled abdomen flexing with every shaky breath he takes. or maybe it’s the way that heat pools low in your stomach, the shame of watching him coiling into a throbbing ache between your legs. 

you watch, in awe, at how he hisses through his teeth every time his thumb brushes over his slit, at the crease between his eyebrows, at the arch of his back off the bed when he speeds up his tempo. you should leave. now. but how can you? the sounds he’s making are just so pretty—whining as he ruts into his hand. 

“f-fuck—” he sucks his bottom lip between his teeth, biting down. “so good—ngh—so gooood, wish it were your pretty mouth on me instead.” his voice breaks on a warbled sob. 

your stomach lurches at his pathetic ramblings, arousal soaking your panties underneath your loose skirt. you wonder who the lucky person he’s thinking about is. it’s not like you have a crush on your roommate or anything, but you cannot deny how handsome he is. with those dark eyes and messy brown hair, that thin tattoo that stretches across the bridge of his nose. and sure, sometimes you sneak a peek at him when he’s fresh out of the shower, towel slung low on his waist, water still dripping down his toned arms. but this… this is a complete and utter invasion of his privacy. 

but you still can't look away. 

and as you observe him, cock twitching in his hands, you can't help but squeeze your thighs together, suddenly hyper-aware of just how soaked your underwear is. without thinking too much about the questionable ethics of your situation, you take two fingers and drag them along the fabric stuck to your folds. just to check, of course. yes, just to check. not for any other reason whatsoever. 

but oh, the contact feels so good that you just have to slip your hand beneath the sticky cotton. you collect your juices from your dripping hole, bringing them up as you start to circle your sensitive clit slowly. your knees almost buckle at the electricity that immediately sparks your entire body, your free hand bracing yourself against the doorframe. you drink in the sight in front of you as you rub yourself with more fervour, pressing the pads of your fingertips into your cunt with more pressure. 

you're trying so hard to be quiet as you watch choso; his hips are bucking into the air, he’s practically fucking his own fist at this point. 

he’s probably close, you think to yourself, working your puffy clit harder. as much as you want to, you keep your fingers outside of your needy hole, knowing that the obscene squelch would instantly give you away. 

he chokes on a moan. “please— need to cum, please i can't—”

and then, your name. you freeze, hand still shoved down your panties. you must be going crazy, hearing things. but then, there it is again. your own name. choso, your hot roommate, groaning your name out while he touches himself thinking of you. the realisation hits you like a truck and suddenly you’re moaning very much out loud. 

choso’s head whips towards you. instantly, he scrambles to cover himself with a pillow. “i’m so sorry oh my god i'm so sorry,” he babbles incoherently. “how much did you see? how much did you hear— oh god, i'm so sorry, ill move out immediately, i’m—”

you’re already walking towards him before you can even register what you’re doing, mind hazy with desire. fingers still sticky with your own slick, you sit on the opposite side of his bed, facing him. you shimmy out of your panties and part your legs. 

choso just sits there, breathing heavily, mouth gaping and eyes wide. a pretty pink flush graces his collarbones and spreads up to his neck, dusting his cheeks. your thoughts cease to exist beyond this moment as you part your legs and spread your gooey lips apart with two fingers. a strangled moan erupts from his throat. 

“got me all wet watching you touch yourself.” you slowly drag your middle and ring finger through your folds. “were you thinking of me?” 

his shoulders rise and fall with every shaky breath he takes, nodding tentatively. 

you hum, circling your entrance. “keep going,” you whisper. “touch yourself for me, cho.”

choso whines at your nickname, hastily shoving the pillow off his lap as his hand practically flies to wrap back around his length. you push two fingers into yourself as he pumps his dick, both matching your hand movements to the other’s pace. the sounds coming from both of you are filthy. lewd squelching from your glistening pussy and wet plaps from his cock. choso’s hair is cascading down his neck, bangs stuck to his forehead, eyes screwed shut in pleasure. you, on the other hand, never take your eyes off him. 

as the palm of your hand hits your clit with every pump of your fingers, you feel yourself being pulled to the brink of an orgasm. “cho,” you breathe out. “look at me while you cum, okay?” 

he nods feverishly, rutting into his palm pathetically to bring himself deathly close to finishing. “please,” he all but whimpers. “i-i’m so close—” 

you lean forward and place your free hand on his shin. “cum for me, choso.” 

he’s mewling, crying out your name as he unwravels immediately, hot, thick ribbons of pearly cum spilling all over his chest. he cums with so much ferocity that you follow not long after, walls clenching around your hand as a thin, clear liquid trickles down your pussy, soaking his bedsheets. 

choso’s hand is loose around his softening dick as you pull your fingers from your cunt and ease them past his lips and into his mouth. he groans around your fingers, sucking as if your slick was the first drink he’d ever had the privilege of enjoying. when you remove them with a pop, he whines at the loss of them. you’re about to apologise for dirtying his sheets when he places one large palm over your clothed chest and pulls you closer towards him by your thighs. he shifts hastily, positioning his face right between your legs and in front of your raw pussy. 

he inhales deeply. “please?” he looks up at you with those big, brown doe-eyes. “let me taste you.”

nodding, you card your fingers through his messy hair. you're not complaining at today’s turn of events.

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[neotoru]

hi hi cutie

hey sexy how are yooouuuu

i heard u like rhythm heaven ;)

[neotoru]

thinking about virgin nerdjo who's somehow insane at eating pussy for the first time . . . ?! he's literally been dreaming of the moment he can finally taste your sweet cunt and his first lick has him groooaanning into you, already addicted to ur taste. he has you squirming underneath him, his tongue is warm and wet and soso precise and dexterous. he knows exactly where your clit is and he never rushes, always takes his time and makes sure ur comfy. he loooves to get reassurance from you "am i making you feel good?" "do you like that?" and of course it's good, especially with the way he looks up at you, tears brimming in his eyes. he leaves you wondering how on earth that was his first time going down on someone because his mouth is just sooo skilled already. little do you know he had literally been studying for this day, scouring reddit forums and decoding cryptic tiktok sex gurus just so that he could figure out the best way to please you :(( so cute

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hiiii can you write a fic of satoru's shy gf kinda like getting all up on him while he's minding his own business and she starts subtly asking for sex and she takes his blindfold off and shiiiii😛😛

if i could write like you i would never stop posting

yessss this has so much potential to be so cute and hot my mind is already cooking up scenarios i luv ur mind anon

also thank you sm for ur kind words ily <333

if u want to keep updated on the progress of ur req then check out my wips !!

i have quite a few other requests im working on rn so plz bear with me while i get them out one by one

(this one is soo hot tho ugh im hard alr)

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‧₊ ˚⊹ gojo loves seeing you wear his blindfold 18+

note written for this request ! hope u enjoy it cutie this was so fun to write need him to do this to me soooo bad genuinely

cw sensory deprivation (you can't see anything), satoru is very caring & he calls u baby/babe/good girl, oral f receiving, pinv, creampie

the door to your apartment clicked open, followed by the heavy, exhausted sigh that almost always accompanied satoru after returning from a special-grade mission. 

usually, the moment he crossed the threshold, that silky black blindfold of his was immediately shoved into his pocket. he always kept it off around you, especially when things got intimate. 

“i want to see all of you, baby,” he’d murmur against your skin, those infinite blue eyes tracking every change in your skin temperature and every tiny twitch of your body. he claimed that looking at you was the only thing that truly rested his mind, gave his six eyes a chance to look at something pretty, for once. 

tonight, though, as he wandered into your shared bedroom, he stopped at the foot of the bed. you were propped up against the pillows, nose in a new book, in one of his oversized shirts. gojo thought you just looked so cute like that, plush thighs crossed over each other as you gave him a warm smile. he watched you for a moment, his fingers reaching up to the hem of his blindfold. he began to slip it off, but as the fabric pooled in his palm, a slow, wicked grin spread across his face. 

before you could bookmark your place, the mattress dipped. he leaned over you, gently plucking the novel from your hand and placing it on the nightstand. 

“hey—” you started, but the protest died in your throat. 

satoru caught your jaw in his hand, tilting your face up as he leaned down and kissed you. though, it wasn't his usual need, post-misson hunger, no. this time was slower, more deliberate. a gentle melting of your lips that caught you completely off guard and made your breath hitch in your throat. you sank into the mattress, your hands automatically finding the fabric of his uniform as he took his time with you, tongues dancing across one another in a messy tango. 

when he finally broke away, it was agonisingly slow. a thin, silver strand of saliva connected your glossy lips to his in the dim light from the bedside lamp. he smirked, thumb wiping the corner of your mouth before trailing down to hold the back of your neck gently. 

then, you felt the smooth material of his blindfold brush against your forehead. before you could even begin to register what he was doing, satoru slid the dark fabric over your eyes. the world instantly went pitch-black, the cool silk a stark contrast against your suddenly burning skin. instinctively, your hands flew up to touch it. 

“satoru… what are you doing?” your voice cracked, a sudden spike of adrenaline making your heart hammer against your ribs. 

he caught your wrists effortlessly in one hand, pinning them gently (but still firmly) above your head against the pillows. you heard a low, rumbling chuckle reverberate in his chest before your felt the warmth of his breath against your ear. 

“shhh,” he cooed, his voice a velvet purr, sending shivers scampering straight down your spine. “you trust me, don't you, baby?”

locked in darkness, your senses were already so heightened. you could smell the familiar musk of cologne and sweat that clung to him; you could hear the rustle of his clothes as he shifted over you. swallowing hard, you tilted your head up blindly towards his voice and nodded. 

“good girl,” satoru whispered, kissing the sensitive spot just beneath your jaw. he released your wrists, his large, warm hands instead sliding down to grip your hips, pulling you flush against him. “lay back and let me make you feel good, yeah?”

the darkness was absolute, turning every second into an agonisingly slow waiting game. unable to see him, your world narrowed down entirely to the heat of his body hovering over yours. 

he didn't rush. his steady hands slid down your thighs, dragging the hem of your shorts up just enough to press his palm flat against the centre of your heat. even through the fabric, he could feel that you were already soaked, a soft gasp escaping your lips as he applied a rhythmic, teasing pressure against your clit. 

“look at you,” he murmured, voice low. “so sensitive.” 

leaning down and burying his face in the crook of your neck, he bit gently at the sensitive skin there before trailing a path of wet kisses down to your collarbone. his hands moved to the edge of your t-shirt, tugging lightly. 

“arms up for me, baby,” he instructed softly. 

and you obeyed instantly; of course you did. when you were lying underneath him, totally at his mercy, you almost had no choice but to comply with his orders. you lifted your hands as he pulled the shirt over your head and tossed it somewhere on the floor. a moment later, your shorts followed. now, you were entirely naked, save for the thick fabric of his blindfold securely covering your eyes. 

without your sight, your other senses flared up—hyper-aware of every little sensation. every small brush of his calloused fingers over your skin felt like an electric shock. every ghost of his breath against your bare stomach made you shiver, goosebumps breaking out across your arms and legs. you could hear the rustle of the bedsheets, the sound of his breathing, his maddeningly slow movements. 

without warning, his tongue swiped across your sticky cunt in a hot, wet strip. you arched off the bed with a sharp cry, fingers tangling in the sheets. satoru chuckled against your inner thigh, holding your hips down securely as he parted your sappy folds with his tongue. he began to eat you out slowly, carefully, tongue swirling over your clit and dipping inside your needy hole with perfect precision. it felt incredible, magnified tenfold by the pitch-black void you were floating in. all of your senses were captured by his mouth on your pussy, the only thing you could feel in this moment. all you could do was helplessy rock your hips against his mouth, whimpering his name as the tension coiled tighter and tighter in your lower stomach. 

as he lapped at you like a man starved, the waves of an orgasm began to peak. and then, he pulled away. 

“s-satoru!” you whined, reaching out for him. 

a soft laugh emanated from him. “not just yet, babe.”

the sudden absence of his touch was all but infuriating and, without your eyes to guide you, the silence stretching between you felt huge. you didn't know what was going to happen next, where or how he was going to touch you. you just lay there, utterly breathless, ready to take whatever he was going to give you. 

the wobbling mattress underneath you snapped you out of your thoughts, followed by the unmistakable ziiiiip of him undoing his trousers. your mind didn't even have time to process the sound before the tip of his cock dragged a mind-bendingly slow line right through your slick, brushing heavily against your clit. he groaned directly into your ear, the deep sound vibrating throughout your entire body and sending a violent tremor down your neck. your cunt practically throbbed with desperation, your breathing ragged and shaky, eager for the friction. 

“please,” your voice broke on the miserable word. 

gojo caught your lips in a kiss just as he pushed his hips forward, sliding into you all at once. it was a stretch that made you moan into his mouth. he paused, letting you relish in the sheer fullness of him stretching you open, anchoring you to the bed. 

when he did finally begin to move, he took it nice and slow. it was so different to how the two of you normally fucked—desperate and animalistic—and so, so good. each thrust was intentional, burying himself deep inside you before pulling back until he was almost entirely out, only to shove himself back into you until his cock was hitting the spongy spot inside of you that made your eyes screw shut in pleasure. your arms came up to entwine themselves in his silky hair as your velvety walls fluttered around his length, eliciting a drawn-out groan from him. 

he kept the pace achingly gentle, his lips never leaving your skin, kissing your jaw, your cheeks, your temple, all while his voice poured a never-ending waterfall of tender praise into your ear. 

“doing so good for me…” he rasped, hips rolling against yours. “so—ngh—wet for me, baby.” 

you whined out, legs wrapping tightly around his firm waist to pull him infinitely deeper, your hands clutching at his hair. 

“this feel good? tell me,” he demanded softly, tracing a thumb over your bottom lip. your nodded frantically, unable to form words as the friction began to light the sparks in your belly that threatened to burst into roaring flames. satoru looked down at you, taking in the contrast of his own blindfold draped so beautifully over your tear-stained face. “you look so— fuck— so pretty like this, with my blindfold on you.” 

after a while, his strokes became all too much to bear. with his compliments ringing in your ears and every sensation being absolute ecstasy, it wasn’t long before your walls clamped down tight around him as the coil in your stomach shattered. 

“fuck— satoru— s’good, gonna cum—”

a loud, shattered sob left you as your orgasm crashed over you in rolling waves, his name a mantra on your lips mixed with breathless moans and whimpers. 

hearing you break, satoru lost his dominating grip on his control. he moaned loudly, pace snapping into fast, messy thrusts. he drove himself into you only once, twice more until he hit his own limit. with a choked groan against your neck, his body stiffened as he came inside of you, filling you completely and utterly up. 

the rapid thud of his heart gradually slowed against your own chest as he remained draped over you for a while, letting the lingering warmth of the climax settle between you both. he was quiet for a long moment as you breathed him in, his forehead resting against yours. 

with a contented sigh, he pushed himself up on his elbows. his hands, which had been so firm and demanding just moments before, were incredibly gentle as they reached for the blindfold on your face. 

“let’s get this off you, baby,” he murmured, voice gravelly. 

he carefully slipped the fabric up and off of your eyes. the dim, warm light of the bedroom flooded back in. immediately, you buried your face in his neck so as to dull the piercing sensation.

“so bright,” you whimpered into his skin. 

one of his hands cradled the back of your neck as he shifted your bodies so that you were laying in each other’s embrace. when you finally looked up at him, he was already looking down at you—those striking blue eyes were soft yet bright, filled with an overwhelming sense of adoration. a sleepy smile graced his lips as he brushed your cheek with the back of his hand. 

he pressed a kiss to your forehead. “you did so well, baby. sorry for springing this on you so suddenly. i got the idea and i couldn't help myself.” his smile became more shy.  

he was so utterly breathtaking like this—all sweaty and shining under the incandescent light, milky cheeks tinged a pretty pink. “don't apologise, toru,” you gently flicked him on the forehead. “that was so good.”

gojo breathed a sigh of relief, shoulders relaxing. “okay, good. i’m glad you liked it.” 

you couldn't help but laugh at his response. a full-bellied laugh that shook the two of you. 

“what?!” he looked shocked. “why was that funny?”

“you’re saying you couldn't tell if i enjoyed it even after i literally just came all over you?” you giggled and satoru rolled his eyes jokingly. 

“yeah, yeah whatever,” he pulled you close, into his chest. “never hurts to check.”

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[neotoru]

hellooo !!! can i req a fic where satoru is just so obsessed for reader’s tits smt like thattt

yummmyyyy i love this i have a panty dampening idea in my head rn i'll get onto writing this asappppp !!

if you're interested in the progress of your req feel free to check out my wips in my pinned post <333

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neotoru's wip list ! ‧₊ ♪˚⊹

hi cuties ! since i've been getting a couple more reqs recently i wanted to make a central place to keep track of progress on all of my works !

drafted = rough outline has been planned writing = currently working on actually writing it date = finished, should post on this day

gojo loves your tits (req) - 19/07

gojo x shy gf (req) - writing

nerdjo eats you out (req) - drafted

perv!nerdjo x popular!reader - writing

yearner!nerdjo fumbled you - drafted

[neotoru]

i NEED voyuer reader watching whiny slut choso jerk off……. mutual masturbation perhaps

nghhhh yes ur mind is sexy babe i currently have this drafted up in my wips (sorry i didnt respond to this ask earlier) ill write it properly as soon as im done with another req 🫡🫡

very excited to write this ive never written for choso before HEHEHARARARA thankyou anon

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‧₊ ˚⊹ gojo can't control himself around his gf's new pyjamas 18+

note written for this request ! from @assortedshadow i hope you enjoy this ml it was super fun to write #wet lowk not proofread tho was just too excited to post ...

cw oral f receiving

when you put on your new set of pyjamas, you hadn't thought about it twice. shoko had bought them for your birthday last month and they’d somehow gotten lost at the bottom of your cupboard. it was an all-black set—a satin camisole that cut down low on your chest, coupled with a tiny pair of shorts that barely covered your ass, both adorned with intricate, lacy trim around the edges. you rarely wore things like this to bed, usually opting for bottoms and one of satoru’s spare graphic tees. 

so when satoru walked into your shared bedroom, talking about some ‘hilarious video’ he’d taken of nanami at work, he had to do a double-take as his gaze landed on you. sitting on your side of the bed, you could practically feel the desire dripping from him as his eyes dragged over your body. your skin prickled under the heat of his stare; meanwhile, arousal was already beginning to pool between your legs. you were always so easy when it came to him. not that he ever had to know (it would only fuel his already massive ego). 

“when—” satoru’s voice cracked on the word, and you had to stifle a laugh. he cleared his throat, sliding into the bed next to you. “when did you get these?” he fiddled with the hem of the vest top, gliding his fingers over the silky-smooth fabric. 

“shoko got them for me,” you replied, voice quieter than you expected. “for my birthday.”

“and you hid them from me this whole time?” he whispered, kissing the corners of your mouth before trailing down to lightly suck at your neck. his hands went from drifting across your clothed stomach to skirting along the lace on the waistband of your shorts. the pads of his fingertips skimmed your bare skin, eliciting a gasp from you. your thighs pressed together.

“they’re just pyjamas, satoru,” you breathed out, your back arching into his feathery light touches. 

he hummed, continuing to kiss down your neck. whilst one of his hands squeezed your hip, the other gently pulled down the flimsy strap of your camisole, falling off your shoulder and allowing his lips to access your (now) bare chest. your mind was foggy as he softly licked around the peak of your breast, eventually sucking one of your nipples into his mouth. a strangled moan escaped your throat, hands coming up to entwine themselves into his snowy hair. 

then his eyes fluttered open, immediately finding contact with yours. looking down at him, you could tell he was already a wreck. poor guy couldn't keep his hands off of you for more than a minute when he saw you in the set. a crease formed between his eyebrows as he made out with your tits sloppily, saliva trailing down your stomach. 

his fingers that were once rubbing small circles on your hip trailed down further, prompting him to remove his lips from you with a pop! 

he was breathing hard—a mixture of breathlessness both from being latched on your nipples and also from the sheer arousal he felt. “no panties?” he groaned and you nodded, somewhat ashamedly. “you’re killing me here, baby.” 

“fuck— satoru—” you choke on a moan. 

without warning, he swiped one long finger across your dewy folds, collecting your slick and circling your clit slowly. your hips bucked up instinctively, and you felt him smile against your skin. then he removed his fingers and you whined at the loss of contact. he shifted himself down the mattress and spread your legs, situating himself between your plush thighs, pressing his hands flush against the hot skin of your stomach. 

you weren't complaining. he began to kiss lightly around your shorts, nudging his nose against what he knew from muscle memory was your clit and inhaling the sweet scent of your pussy. you squirmed under his touch, impatient to feel him fuck you with his tongue. he kitten-licked at the damp fabric of your pyjamas, and you could feel him through the thin satin. 

“satoru…” you whined. “my shorts will get ruined; they’re new.” 

“i’ll buy you a new pair,” he placed a kiss to the fleshy part of your cunt and hooked his fingers into your waistband. “i’ll buy you ten new pairs. you look so good.” 

his words send heat rippling through your body. he drags your shorts off your legs slowly, discarding them at the edge of the bed. he doesn't waste time before licking a thick strip from your entrance to your throbbing clit, drawing out a long moan from your lips. 

“fuuuck… feels good, toru.” 

“mhm?” he hums into your drooling cunt, the vibrations reverberating throughout your lower stomach. “you always taste so good.” 

his tongue danced across your folds, swirling around your sensitive bud, his lips gently sucking on you until you were a writhing mess. his arms curled around your legs, hands pressing into your lower stomach. your thighs squeezed around his head and he groaned into you, pulling your cunt even closer to his face. his mouth worked miracles on you, the tip of his warm tongue teasing your needy hole in agonisingly slow circles. 

after what felt like hours, satoru finally plunged his tongue into you. as he curled it upwards, your eyes screwed shut in bliss, already beginning to feel the tantalising build-up of an orgasm creep up from your belly. 

“right there— shit—” you rambled as the pad of his thumb rubbed tight patterns on your clit. “‘m so—ngh—close, baby.” 

satoru let loose a low, rumbling moan. his head bobbed up and down with the way he moved his tongue inside of you, hand still never letting up on your bundle of nerves. 

“satoru— fuck! gonna cum—”

with one final lick of your velvety walls, the flames roaring in the pit of your stomach explode into a burst of bright fireworks. you clench around his tongue, hands flying to his messy locks to hold his mouth against your skin. he doesn’t stop, licking you through your orgasm until you physically have to push his head away from you. 

gojo sat back on his knees, grinning from ear to ear. his lips glistened with a mixture of your cum and his own saliva, dripping down his chin in an obscene display of his affections towards you. he sucked his soaked fingers into his mouth, never breaking eye contact with you. 

you covered your face with your hands. “you’re so gross.”

“won’t be saying that when i make you cum again,” he laughed, shoulders shaking as he eased himself back down onto the bed. 

“what do you— satoru!” you squealed as he yanked you back towards him again, diving back into the sweetness of your sticky cunt. if this was how he acted when you wore this set… you’d have to ask shoko where she got them from.

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[neotoru]

thinking about yearner nerdjo who fumbled the bag with you . . . he called you a distraction from his uni work and said he couldn't juggle having a relationship at the same time as studying (what a dick rite). now all he can think about is you, whenever he's doing work all he notices is the lack of your presence. he cant sleep at night anymore, he'd gotten so used to having you on call. now he stays up until the morning scrolling through your instagram, twitter, tiktok reposts, through all of the pictures and videos he still has on his phone. he misses you so badly.

[neotoru]

thinking about gojo's loooong fingers rn . . . like he can reach the places inside you that are far too uncomfortable for you to take care of yourself and he knows exactly how to curl the pads of his fingertips into you and theyre so long and slender and precise and yuummmyyyy i luv satoru

[neotoru]

UGHH NOOO ONE WRITES LIKE YOUUU

Can you do Satoru using his blindfold on the reader 😉😉😜😜

THANK YOU MY LOOVEEE

i actually have been thinking of writing this for aages now great minds think alike twin

as soon as i finish the gojo lingerie request ill get on this asap !! <33

[neotoru]

hi everyone it's deiya ! firstly thank you all soo much for 2k, i appreciate all of the support sm <33

secondly i want to point out my new side blog @neosugu , where i'll be sharing and reblogging all of my fav jjk fics i've read. there's so many amazing writers on here & i want a central place to keep track of everything i love !!

thank you again for all the love, i'll continue to improve and do my best ! <3

[neotoru]

riding gojo's dick i neeed to see!! i love your writing

ON IT 🫡🫡🫡

how can i have done riding higuruma face riding higuruma dick riding gojo abs riding gojo thigh shoko riding ur fingers and i havent even done classic riding gojo dick ?!?! thankyou anon for holding me accountable ill get on it asapppp

also thank you sm for the support ily <333

[neotoru]

hi lovelies this work has now been posted here ! <33