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Broken Loyalties (2)
Yandere! Thoma + Ayato x f!reader
- thank you for your patience with me as i wrote this. its one of my longer fics and i drew alot of inspiration from ayato’s character teaser when i wrote this. enjoy <33 it is highly recommended that you read p1 before reading this and NO there will not be a p3
After your little stunt, Ayato makes his final decision
Warnings: smut, yandere themes (as usual), dubcon (intoxicated reader), implied voureyism ig
On the outside, Kamisato Ayato appears perfect.
He smiles at the right moments, puts in a good word or two whenever the conversation beckons towards him. It was an art that he’d perfected over the years ever since he became the head of the Kamisato clan at such a young age. Although it allowed him to solidify his position amidst the hungry crowd vying for his clan’s power, to properly beat the greedy crowd vying for his position, Kamisato Ayato has done one of many despicable things. Though he’s not proud of it, there was no denying that he’d grabbed his position with his own hungry hands and shaped it into the status he had right now.
gonna post my old whisper post from my Instagram to here
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YONAGUNI ┊ GOJŌ SATORU
˚ ୧ WORD COUNT : 4.2k
˚ ୧ SUMMARY : A silly game of truth or dare makes you forget what your priorities are.
˚ ୧ INCLUDES : gojo is a cocky bastard but we love him, implications that reader is smaller than him, lots of teasing, use of pet names, kinda shy reader who is a little bit intimidated by gojo, alcohol consumption, implicit exhibitionism, fingering, begging, slight overstim, implicit dumbification, slight dirty talk
˚ ୧ A/N : this is a repost from my old blog + some modifications!
Once again you find yourself on Gojo Satoru’s back, following his trail like a puppy thanks to the fact that you can’t keep up with his long footsteps, it had been like that since you got out of the cab and took the elevator and it was always like that every time Yaga teamed you up with him for some mission. Your whole body weighs you down thanks to how uncomfortable the trip has been, the tips of your toes burn and not to mention your lower back; and now that you’ve finally arrived at the door of your destination you can’t quite assimilate that you have to share a room with him, of all your coworkers.
“Here we are,” he purrs with a hint of happiness in his voice, the man in front of you stops so suddenly that you almost crash into the width of his back if you hadn’t reacted in time.
Gojo inserts the card into the door and in a couple of seconds the black color of the wood is replaced by what would be your designated room for the rest of the mission.
The first thing that strikes you is the clean, almost new smell, the room is as spotless as the hotel looked from the outside and the scent of what appears to be lavender fills the enclosed space seeping into your lungs. Black and beige colors stain the walls and can be seen in both the objects and the open curtains that keep out the last rays of light bathing Yonaguni. When your thoughts stopped wandering to how expensive the place looked or how pretty the vase in the corner was, something else caught your attention.
“There’s only one bed,” you comment the obvious, your eyebrows almost touching looking at him with your head cocked to one side.
"I can change him" bitch why, hes the perfect menace to society and i love that
ʏᴏᴜ ᴀꜱᴋᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ
characters: gojo, nanami, toji, sukuna | daddies
warnings: i bet their desire to destroy your pussy? smut, daddy kink, breeding kink. squirt as a bonus for you <3 sukuna once called you slut.
butler's remark: hi, lord, i'm back with another smut hdc abt jjk. so, daddies are here, willing to destroy your pussy and mind, so why not get into it? [quite big, sorry]
ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ ᴛᴏᴊɪ:
ok, let's start with daddy toji. if you don't mind, i'll ask a question. do you want to spend a week or two in bed? cause, trust me, you won't be able to move your legs if you'll ask toji to do your request.
do you ask me for proofs or a story? i'm here to serve you, here you go.
you saw that prank somewhere on tiktok, wondering what your lover would do if you ask him that.
he is into paint your walls into white liquid when you dig your nails on his back, murmur your thoughts.
you covered your mouth, pretending you didn't mean it.
in a flash, your hands were above your head as toji grabbed them in his hand, smirking at your confused face. 'harder? are you gonna handle it?'
his pace is rapid, the wiggling of his hips, fucking you mindless. feeling as how your walls are clenching his cock as he's building and building and building up your coil to the high. 'don't blame me, kitten, if i'll put a baby in your stomach and you'll give me the powerful heir.'
toji with honor and pride do your request as if it's your last time. basically, he lives for your whining and purr like a kitten when he reaches to the bud inside you.
ɢᴏᴊᴏ ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ:
firstly, he stopped his movements, looking at you with you deer eyes as if asking: you mean it?
would be insecure for a couple of seconds.
'am i not good at it?' or 'is my baby unsatisfied with my cock?' and the last one: 'i'll make her brain into mush with my cock in her tight pussy.'
breeding kink is mandatory.
as far as you know, gojo loves to tease and be playful with everyone, so as you wanted to twitch his cock, almost get the ecstasy feeling, satoru pulled his dick out, hearing your saddened purr. 'shall i put it back, bunny, shall i? should i breed your tight hole with my cum?'
you nodded, as your empty pussy is full with the cock.
gojo is proud and he doesn't hide it - watching how your tits bouncing every time his balls touching your bare skin is amazing.
he kissed your forehead, nudging inside you faster, stretching your gummy and redden walls with the tip - don't lie to him, you are enjoying, yeah?
the friction of his cock against your walls is of the scale, he's barely had time to pull out, cumming on your thighs. 'the next i'll cum in your mouth, princess'
ꜱᴜᴋᴜɴᴀ ʀʏᴏᴍᴇɴ:
excuse me.. you asked sukuna to go harder? what can i tell, have a nice walk tomorrow?
ok, let me tell you what you'll get if you ever try to say the king that phrase.
would be complacent to full as you whispered in his ear that sweet line, perhaps you did it as you were lost in pleasure.
sukuna is ratcheting up, grinning at your facial expression - did you think he won't do it?
he doesn't like taking someone's orders but if it comes to you and your pleasure - ask him whatever, sukuna will do it.
in a rough way, of course.
the way his dick disappears and appears is staggering. for years and years being king of curses he has inhuman stamina, willingly to rip your pussy.
he caresses with an index finger on your clit as only you can do is to exhale sharply as sukuna's tip touching your coil in the stomach.
'you haven't got my permission to cum.' his low voice didn't let you milk his dick. 'beg me for it, slut.'
if anyone had heard as how from a shy and cute girl you've turned into a pathetic slut for sukuna, obediently doing everything he has told you - god, what a shame.
what you can't do for a good orgasm, right? sukuna will breed your mouth with his salty liquid, as a reward for good work.
ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ ᴋᴇɴᴛᴏ:
kento always tries to go with a slow pace, deep but slow, enjoying every second of your intercourse, covering your face with soft kisses.
not that he can't and doesn't want to beat whining that letting out from your mouth. he knows his dick is big and thick, so he prefers to do at a steady pace.
but if you'd drop the phrase: 'd-daddy, fuck me h-harder,' practically uttering that as your body covers in a shiver as you feel the wave of an orgasm. 'oh, cutie, how could i say no.'
kento nanami turns into the daddy within a sec as you're shattering and arching back. he bent you over as your face felt the silk pillow, feeling as he pulls out his cock. 'say you want my thick cock in your pussy, lovely, and i won't disappoint you.'
he presses his body against you, inflicting a devastating, yet mind-blowing, thrust into a spongy coil.
his pushes - are everything you're concentrating on. his pace, his dirty phrases - is overwhelming.
you can't say a warning word but cum loudly, muffling your moans with a pillow. it was enough for nanami too - your walls virtually squeezing out his sperm. 'my love, i love you so much' <3
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SWEETHEART
GETOU SUGURU.
TYPE drabble.
CONTAINS f!reader. heavy breeding kink. biting. doggy. allusions to multiple orgasms. dirty talk. minors stay away.
SUGURU waking you up in the middle of the night to relieve pent up stress. It’s hard, primal fucking, with the intent to breed.
► 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗽𝗱𝗮𝗱, 𝗚𝗼𝗷𝗼𝘂 𝗦𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘂.
🎟 𝗗𝗜𝗟𝗙𝗧𝗢𝗕𝗘𝗥 𝗗𝗔𝗬 1 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗪.
Duration: 1k. Genre: Smut. R‐rated
𝗗𝗶𝗹𝗳𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝗺.𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹 𝗺.𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝗧𝗮𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁
Content warnings: female reader, stepcest, Daddy kink, dry humping, consensual, cheating, Dilf Gojo. MDNI. [Don't mind the header. I got confused]
🎟 Reblogs and interactions are appreciated.
Bringing guys home after her divorce was the favorite hobby of your mom. It only took you by surprise when she ended up marrying one. And a hot one too. But you know what they say, “Old habits die hard.” So, when she got bored but felt it was too early to leave him, she secretly started having an affair.
How did you know it? C'mon. Your drunk mom keeps babbling shit and spills the tea herself. But what position does this put your step-father in?
BIRTHDAY BOY — Gojo Satoru x f!reader
a/n. a special bday post for my husband!Gojo since he turns 32 today — m.list
cw. Gojo calls his wife ANGEL, size kink, dirty talk, mating press, creampie
His smirk becomes wider as your eyes roll back and your lips part to let out a silent moan.
As you leap onto his cock Satoru thinks you are the best thing that ever happened to him and that he is the luckiest man in the world — especially that morning you woke him up by swallowing his cock and then you pounced on top of him, “do you think you can handle it, angel?” he asked as you adjusted yourself over his fat tip and slowly slid over it.
Now that you’ve been riding him for what seems like hours and after three orgasms in a row you don’t think it was a good idea, “‘toru, so big” you blurt sliding his shaft into your now sore wetness, “c-can’t take it anymore”.
Gojo smiles towards you when you whimper a “t-tired” twisting your hips and sinking back onto his cock, “is my angel tired?” he teases you leading your movements with his hands on your hips.
hell is where i dreamt of u and woke up alone
SATORU GOJO X SUGURU GETO X F!READER
MAJOR JJK MANGA SPOILERS!!!
⇨ next: you get me so high (suguru alternate ending)
⇨ masterlist
➪ wc: 3.5k+ || minors DNI 18 +
➪ warnings/tags: HEAVY angst (seriously), major character death, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, fingering, nipple play, overstimulation, verbal fighting, mentions of death, mentions of pregnancy, pregnancy ending
➪ summary: Satoru and you are trying to cope with the loss of your best friend, and shared lover, Suguru. Nothing felt the same after he left Jujutsu High, your trio cut down to a couple. It eats at both of you, to the point that’s nothing left, leaving you both empty. Empty and craving fulfillment as your bodies mold together.
➪ notes: hi hi hi, this is a repost bc I deactivated my original account bc I am impulsive!!! I will slowly be adding back some of my favorite fics because my blog feels empty w/o them, but I also have an AO3 with everything in the meantime. anyway this is my favorite work that I've ever written, it's extremely close to my heart and beyond bittersweet, I debated whether or not to post it again but, ahh, here we are. enjoy, please <3
Ms. Tee....you've yet to explore rich boy gojo and jealous reader. You know like when some dumb mf comes and hits in him and reader is like "NO! This is not my man but this my man >:(" and soft gojo is just like ":))"- dabitee anon
𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔.
you don’t think you’ve ever been this angry in your life before. but right now, while you stare at gojo in the distance, you’re absolutely seething.
and he’s not your boyfriend, and you’ve certainly rejected him a number of times already, and he’s technically a single man who owes no one loyalty, but the manicured finger that has the audacity to poke his chest as the girl before him giggles makes you want to crush the solo cup in your hand. you watch with narrowed eyes as she bats her eyelashes at him, and you can’t see his expression with his back turned to you, but you automatically assume the worst.
he must be enjoying the attention, and smoke practically steams out of your ears at the thought. this is exactly why you never give into gojo’s incessant advances—he’s a man of attention, and he revels in the limelight, and he adores all eyes on him. there was no way it would work out anyway, but a part of you is still fighting back the twitch of your eye.
she hasn’t been asked out by him numerous times, and she hasn’t had the liberty of rejecting gojo satoru over and over again, and she hasn’t ever gotten an ounce of the attention that you have from gojo, yet she has the nerve to stand there all pretty like she’s the center of his universe.
you have to fight the urge to walk up to her and splash your drink in her face.
“what’s got ya all mad?” you hear a voice speak out of nowhere, causing you to jolt as you turn to face gojo himself. glaring at him harshly, you take a step away, only for him to take one closer.
“why the hell do you think i’m mad?” you scowl.
“well, first of all,” he chuckles, “that’s a pretty angry response to a harmless question. and second of all, your fist is clenched.” this, of course, makes your fist instantly unclench, and you send him a cold stare. you don’t even know when gojo found his way over to you, but he’s the last person you want to see right now, and you certainly don’t need his little fangirl following him over.
and gojo isn’t yours. you had the opportunity multiple times and you let him down yourself, but he wants to be yours, and people should know that. maybe you both aren’t exactly working out, but it’s wildly inconsiderate of someone to overstep, and her hands don’t deserve to feel his broad chest underneath them.
there’s a hint of giddiness in his eyes, and you’re pretty sure you know why he’s giddy, and you don’t like it.
“no, it’s not gojo—”
“satoru,” he corrects with a deep groan. “i’m starting to think you’re calling me by my last name to mess with me. i told you to call me satoru.”
“satoru, go away,” you huff. he grins to himself smugly.
“don’t be mean, i left you alone all night, i deserve some attention now,” he insists, nudging your shoulder. “what’re ya drinking?” he gestures to your cup, and you roll your eyes, taking a step away from him. again, he follows.
“just sprite,” you mumble.
“‘s no fun,” he pokes your cheek. and suddenly, gojo yawns dramatically, hands stretching outwards so his arm can drape over your shoulders and pull you into his side, making you stiffen with a deep frown on your face.
you meet the eyes of the girl that was just talking to the man beside you a few moments ago, and she narrows her orbs at you, staring you down menacingly. you would’ve won the silent staring contest if it weren’t for a certain someone waving his hand in front of your face.
“would you cut it out—”
“something bothering you?” he wriggles his brows slyly, and you scoff, smacking away the hand that reaches to pinch your cheek.
“no.”
“don’t think that’s the case,” he says with a raised brow. “is someone bothering you?” he tries again, and this time, you poke his chest harshly, glaring at him with a clenched jaw. it shouldn’t bother you, you have no right to be bothered—but somehow, it really, really does.
“i knew you were no good,” you rant, finger prodding into his sturdy chest with each syllable. “you just go around basking in any attention you can get. i knew you were bad news, there’s a reason i said no to you so many times. think it’s cute to get all flirty with people just to rile me up, huh? it’s so disrespectful, satoru.” you ramble, anger evident as you speak louder with each word.
you should be mad he’s trying to play with your heart, but you’re more mad it’s working.
and gojo seems like he’s absolutely having the time of his life, grinning widely at your little outburst with amusement in his eyes. he grabs your hand and laces your fingers as you go to stab his chest with your pointer finger again, and you think you’ve changed your mind—you want to splash your drink in his face now as you take in the way he seems so enthused.
“seems to me someone is jealous, yeah?” he hums, and you try to pull away from him harshly, but his grip is too strong.
“i am sick and tired of you, gojo sator—”
“don’t worry, sweetheart,” he says softly, leaning in and pressing a delicate kiss to your forehead. it makes you still, breath hitching in your throat. the smugness is all gone as he looks at you fondly—there’s real affection in his eyes, and it’s so soft, you have to look away. “she’s not you. never.”
“you’re just saying that, dickhead,” you mumble.
“nope,” he shakes his head, large hand rubbing soothing circles onto the small of your back as he pulls you flush against his chest. “mean it. no one’s you,” he murmurs against your temple, speaking the words into your skin like they’ll be more intimate that way. and you think they are.
“you expect me to believe you didn’t like her attention?” you raise a brow, and he chuckles deeply, the vibrations rumbling from his chest that you can feel with him pressed against you.
“been waiting for your attention all night,” he grins cheekily, “now it’s finally mine.” and this time, when you meet the girl’s eyes again across the room, the mischievous part of you can’t help but be a little satisfied when you send a sly wink her way.
STRAWBERRY DESSERT!
gojo x fem reader
warnings: 18+, nsfw, food play, degrading, praising, overstimulation, fucked against a window lmao, not proofread
gojo and you go back to his penthouse after date night
this is from one of my old fanfics I no longer write
Gojou slowly pushed opened the door to his penthouse, allowing you in first before flicking on the lights. You took your shoes off at the front door out of politeness, watching as Gojou did the same. You looked around the penthouse noticing he had a perfect view of the city that you could see through the ginormous windows placed in the connected living room and kitchen. "This is really nice." You complimented, looking at him.
"Thank you. Here, let me get your jacket." He stepped up behind you, slowly and gently sliding the jacket off of your shoulders. You turned towards him with a smile, thanking him. "So, where is this strawberry shortcake you've been talking about all night?" You chuckled at him. "Ah, that. Come on." He put his hands in his pockets, walking towards the kitchen. You cautiously followed behind him as he opened the fridge, grabbing whipped cream and strawberries. He placed them on the counter, looking at you with a smirk.
"Where's the cake part?" You asked, looking at him. He turned around, walking to the cabinet, and began searching through them. You just watched him as his hands searched for whatever he needed for the dessert. "Oh no," he turned to look at you, "I don't have any of the cake ingredients." He sighed, slowly shutting the cabinet. "Well, what are we gonna have for dessert?"
"Looks like we'll have to use a replacement of some sort." He placed his elbows on the counter, leaning against it before reaching over and grabbing a strawberry and slowly taking a bite out of it. "That sucks." You nervously laughed. Gojou hummed in response, grabbing another strawberry and walking over to you.
"You like strawberries, right sweetheart?" Gojou asked. You furrowed your eyebrows at how weird his question was considering you agreed to have strawberry shortcake for dessert. "Duh." You looked at him. "Good, then open your mouth." He placed his index finger under and your chin and tilted your head up, not taking his eyes off you. You hesitated at first, but slowly opened your mouth. Gojou placed the strawberry in your mouth. You slowly took a bite out of it, never losing eye contact.
Gojou scoffed before a smirk set in on his face. He placed the strawberry in his mouth, eating the rest of it. "Delicious, right?" He smiled at you. "Yeah..." You answered. You were still wondering what you guys were gonna have for dessert, looking at the whipped cream on the counter. "So, what are we gonna replace for the cake?"
"I think I have just the right idea in mind." Gojou slyly answered, pulling you closer towards him. You both looked at each other for a moment before Gojou began leaning in, placing a sweet and slow kiss on your lips. You were a bit surprised at first, but you kissed him back, tasting the strawberry on his lips.
You both slowly pulled away, looking at one another with a small smirk. "Now, for dessert." He grabbed the whipped cream from the counter, shaking it in his hand.
You already knew where this was headed. This was his plan the whole time. He never had the ingredients for the cake in the first place. He wanted to use you as the cake. "Sweetheart, that dress does look nice on you, but I think I wanna have my dessert now." Gojou wrapped his hand around your neck, pulling you closer. "Only if I can have mine." You whispered, smiling at him.
Gojou immediately pushed you up against the counter, catching you by surprise. His hands roughly grabbed your thighs, lifting you onto the counter while he began roughing kissing at the crook of your neck. His hands found their way to the loose straps of your dress, his fingertips trailing down your bare skin as he slips the straps over your arms. The top half of the dress loosely fell, revealing your chest.
Gojou let out a soft chuckle in your ear before slowly licking it. You let out a small gasp, shivers going down your spine and sending goosebumps all over your skin. Gojou's hand reached over, grabbing the whipped cream right beside you. "I think it's time we have fun." He lifted his head, looking down at your exposed breasts.
He pressed down on the tip of the whipped cream can, covering one of your breasts in it. "Just missing one thing," he looked at you, grabbing a strawberry and dipping into the whipped cream, taking a bite of it, "now, let's see how good my dessert is." He slightly bent down, his tongue slowly licking the whipped cream off.
His tongue swirled around your nipple, licking the whipped cream off it. You let out a soft moan feeling his warm and wet tongue drag along the most sensitive part. Gojou's free hand fondled with the other breast. His large hand lightly squeezing and tugging and at your hardened nipple. His other hand rested on your waist, holding you still. Gojou lifted his head, smirking at you. "Does that feel good, sweetheart?"
You quickly nodded at him, eager for more as his hands began trailing up your inner thighs, slightly gripping them. Even though Gojou knew you had no underwear on, it was still slightly embarrassing for you. But at the same time, this was the exact reason why you didn't wear them.
You slightly lifted your legs, giving him easier access. "I think wanna have some more dessert," he whispered in your ear, feeling upon your bare legs, "will you let me?" He asked, making sure you were okay with it. "Yeah." You answered. "Perfect, I'll be needing this." He grabbed the whipped cream from beside you.
Gojou's hands gripped your waist, sliding you off the counter and roughly kissing you as he pushed you back towards the couch. You kissed him back, wrapping your arms around his neck, letting him guide you. With a soft push, you laid back on the couch, watching as Gojou threw off his blazer, unbuttoning his shirt.
"Be a dear and help me do the rest." Gojou smiled down at you, slipping his shirt off and tossing it onto the floor. You slowly sat up, running your hands down his torso until you made it to the button of his pants, undoing it. His thumb caressed your cheek while you pulled his pants down, already seeing how hard he was for you. You pulled his pants and boxers down, looking up at him. His hair falling right past his eyes.
"Lay back down." He demanded, pushing you back. You followed his orders and positioned yourself on the couch. Gojou grabbed the fabric of your dress, pulling the rest of it off your body and letting it fall to the floor. "Fuck." He said under his breath, looking over your body. He grabbed the whipped cream, placing small dollops down your torso, leading down to your pussy.
He leaned over, hovering over you before licking the dollops off of you one by one. He was teasing you, getting lower and lower and each time. He slowly licked the last dollop, staring straight at you.
His hands wrapped around your thighs, spreading them apart slowly so he could get a better view of your pussy. "You better finish what you started back at the restaurant." You looked at him. "By the time I'm finished with you, you'll be a mess." He gave you a side smile before placing small kisses on your inner thighs, slightly nibbling at them. You knew he was going to leave marks on you, but at this point, you didn't care.
"Look how wet you are." He chuckled, his fingertips grazing over your throbbing clit. You let out a soft whimper, catching his attention. "Someone is sensitive." Gojou breathed out, dipping his head between your thighs. You threw your head back in pleasure, feeling the warmth of his tongue circle around your clit. Gojou let out a throaty groan, pulling you closer towards him.
Your hand immediately tangled within his hair, slightly tugging at it. Your breathing grew heavier feeling his tongue continuously lick your clit. "Fuck." You moaned out, making eye contact with him. You could feel him smirk against you. Watching you moan only boosted his ego, even more, wanting to make you cum all over his tongue. After all, you were his dessert for tonight.
Gojou watched you in awe, hearing your soft moans and whimpers all because of him. Your legs slightly clenched around him, feeling the continuous pleasure build through your body. The relief you were feeling after he edged you only made you want more. You tugged on his hair, pushing his hard down even more as your hips bucked into his mouth. "Oh shit!" You moaned out.
Your eyes began to roll back, your legs shaking as Gojou sucked on your clit. You were already close to your orgasm, your moans growing louder and your breathing quickening. Gojou didn't stop, his hands gripping your thighs tighter as you squirmed from the pleasure. Without warning, you came on his tongue, arching your back off of the couch.
Gojou licked you clean with his tongue, savoring the taste of you on his lips as he pulled away. He grabbed you by your neck, making you stand to your feet. Your face was only inches apart before he sloppily kissed you. You could feel him guide you somewhere else as you kissed him back.
Gojou pulled away as your back collided with the window that overlooked the city below. His hands gripped your waist, turning you around so that you were facing the view. Gojou breathed into your ear, his hands caressing over your thighs. "Isn't the view pretty?" Gojou asked. "Yes." You spoke softly, trying to ignore the feeling of his hands roaming all over you.
Gojou's hand reached around and grabbed your neck, gently squeezing it. You let out a sharp gasp feeling him thrust into you. Your hands held onto the window for support as you tried to adjust to him as quickly as you could. "Oh," he chuckled, "am I too big for you?" He whispered, teasing you.
He slowly began to move his hips, pushing you up against the window. "Oh god." You whimpered, feeling the tip of his dick press against your g-spot. He began moving his hips faster, picking up the pace each second. "You're so tight around me." Gojou said before placing a soft kiss on your neck.
His arm wrapped around your waist, keeping you stable as he fucked into you. His grip on your throat tightened as he let out a few grunts. "Let the city watch you get fucked like the slut you are, sweetheart." He bucked his hips it your yours, his stroke becoming deeper and faster.
You whined out in pleasure, feeling him stretch you out with each thrust of his hips. "Damn." Gojou breathed out, taking in the feeling of how good you felt around him. You slightly turned your head, catching Gojou's attention. He leaned in, roughly and sloppily kissing you. You could still taste the faint flavor of the strawberries and whipped cream on his lips.
You moaned into the kiss, feeling him drag along your walls. "Satoru." You softly moaned, trying to steady your breathing. "That's it, baby, moan my name like my good girl." He softly chuckled. He let out a sigh of bliss as you clenched around him, your second orgasm already approaching.
Gojou let out a throaty groan, grabbing onto your hips and harshly thrusting into you. Your legs began to shake, your moans filling the penthouse while you came once again, riding out your high. As he continued to fuck into you, his nails began to sink into your skin. "Fuck, sweetheart." Gojou moaned, thrusting into you a few more times before pulling out and cumming.
You leaned up against the window for support as your legs were still shaking. You were still letting out small whimpers, your eyes half-lidded. You felt his hand slowly wrap around your waist and pull you close to him. "Come here." He pulled back to his chest, helping you walk over to the couch.
He carefully laid you down on his chest while he rested, laying his head back on the pillow. "I told you I'll leave you a mess." He scoffed. "You always make fun of me." You mumbled. "I know, but in all seriousness are you alright?" He asked, rubbing your back. "Mhm." You nodded your head. "Good," he took a deep breath, "by the way, dessert was delicious."
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JJK | Gojo/Reader/Nanami/Toji
NSFW 18+ MDNI. Reader is female. Wc: 10,646. Reblogs appreciated. :)
⇨ You’ve been sneaking out to Megumi’s dorm at night lately to have sex and drink. As rumours float around about you and Megumi dating your teacher Gojo pays attention to this. One night you get caught coming back home by Gojo and Nanami, they give you a punishment and teach you what it’s like to take an older man.
Characters aged up to 18, third years in high school.
A/N Hi everyone! Honestly this is super brain rot and I love how it turned out. Gojo and Nanami are hot and I just had to write for them. This was actually really inspired by a guy I engaged with and I got a lot of inspiration for dialogue and dynamic from him.
I’m cross posting here from my AO3! Link is here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/36176560/chapters/90178126
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
*TW* Dub con, drunk sex, teacher/student. If those topics make you uncomfortable please don’t read this.
Kudos/Likes and comments are so appreciated.
Tag list: breeding, creampie, blowjobs, oral, rough sex, light bondage, shibari, dub con, vaginal sex, DILF Fushiguro Toji, size difference, FMM threesome, daddy kink, spanking. + more!! I hope you like it.
♡ jjk smut visuals ♡
18+ minors dni
satoru: link link link link link
satosugu: link link
suguru: link link link link link
megumi: link link link link link
nanami: link link link link
shoko: link link link link
hq boys as mitski songs!
includes: keiji akaashi, kuroo testuro, rintarō suna, koshi sugawara, kei tsukishima
warnings: literally just angst
notes: fun fact - on my way to work i listen to my mitski playlist. because i hate that place. ALSO these are my interpretations of each song!!
akaashi: francis forever
“i don’t think i can stand to be
where you don’t see me.”
it’s like akaashi is there, but he isn’t. sure, he sleeps next to you and comforts you when you have nightmares. and sure, he sits in front of you during dinner. but is he really there? it always seems like he’s far off into another world, even when he’s having a conversation with you, he’s not even looking at you. it’s as if he’s look past you. with time, you understand why he’s been acting the way he is. even though he won’t tell you, you know it’s just because he’s far too nice to break things off. he’s not in love with you anymore and it shows. it shows when he doesn’t recall your anniversary, it shows when it simply slips his mind that it’s your birthday, it shows when he forgot your date three times in the same week. the signs are all there, along with the pieces of your shattered relationship. only this time, he’s the one responsible for the damage and he doesn’t bother to help you pick them up. it hurts, it hurts so damn much, but you both know that you can’t continue in a one-sided relationship. your fears were fully confirmed when you announced the breakup to him and all he said was “i’m sorry.”
I don't care if I'm right or wrong. I just...belive in my parents. I'll help people, like my parents wanted. If someone denies me that, well...all that's left is to curse them!
ー Happy Birthday Megumi! [22/12].
why wont it let me have my pfp and banner?🧍🏻♀️🧍🏻♀️