- 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
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.
˚ 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.
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
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.
You’re face down ass up, legs spread wide because in his words he “couldn’t resist gettin’ a better view of my cock inside your pussy.” The immense force is enough for your face to get lost in the pillows; along with your moans as he’s pounding into you long, deep strokes. He’s got one hand on your ass, the other on your shoulder, pinning you down, making you take all of what he’s giving you. “So fuckin’ tight, and all for me,” he grunts, and all you can do is squirm and moan, clutching the sheets as he fucks you brainless, balls slapping onto the curve of your ass, bed shaking. It’s raw and passionate; it’s not just fucking anymore, it’s mating.
Content warnings: female reader, stepcest, Daddy kink, dry humping, consensual, cheating, Dilf Gojo. MDNI. [Don't mind the header. I got confused]
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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?
Gojo Satoru was hot, charming and an amazing guy. Well, he was cocky, childish at times and selfish too. But he did his best to keep your mom happy. You didn't really love him as a family or something, but you never hated him too. Yeah, he annoyed you, ordering you around, getting on your nerves, but it really didn't work when you were aware that he does it only to get closer to you.
You would never…never like someone like him. But, God! Did he look hot coming out of the shower, exposing his hot bod? It took you a few seconds to zoom back into what's going on.
“Hey! What's up? You need something?” He snapped his fingers.
“Huh? Ahem– yeah! I actually wanted to tell you that mom has gone for a trip and won't be back til' next week,” your eyes glared down to avoid him, otherwise you might end up feeling something you shouldn't.
“Again? Ugh!” You knew how he felt. That woman barely spent time with him. And you knew what exactly this “trip” was. Not to mention the audacity of not informing him personally. The hell she cares!
“Never mind. Do you have somewhere to be?” he ruffled his pale gray, wet hair. It really suits him.
“No, actually. I have holidays, so I thought I'll spend them at home for some family time, but…”
“We can still have some family time without your mom.”
God, someone stop these unholy thoughts.
“Huh? What-whatd'ya mean?”
“I mean we can watch movies” fuck you to even think about something else. But, why did the thought cross your mind in the first place. Little do you know, your mind was right. Because, Satoru isn't someone to let your body language slide. He knew exactly what turned you on and what didn't. If he wanted, he could have fucked you long back. But this man liked to enjoy his dish before he savors it.
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You sat beside him, placing the popcorn on the table while he cast the phone to the TV.
“Whatd'ya wanna watch?” he asked, looking at you. Although, you were busy staring at how hot he looks in that black tank.
“Anything's fine, Daddy” FUCK! What did you call him?
“What?”
“What?”
“Don't call me that,” he looked annoyed. Yet, you decided to do it more since you want to play around.
“What happened, Daddy? Oops. Is Daddy mad?”
“No, really. Stop it, love. Please,” he begged irritatingly.
“But I love Daddy—”
“You don't get what I say?” He placed you on top of him with your wrist yanked back. You didn't know what was going on, but you loved it. His biceps flexed when he held your hands tight to keep them in place.
“’M sorry. Did I do something wrong?” Puppy eyes peering at him.
“Yes, you fucking did, princess.”
“Then I'll do it again, Daddy.” You definitely knew how to piss him off, how to push him to the edge. A little yank and your body jerked, thighs rubbed against his bottoms. The fingers latched in your jaw while his thumb pushed past your lips, placed on your tongue.
“You wanna be a brat? Because I know how to handle one, princess.” No doubt he does. You have no idea why you were doing this in the first place. Why are you calling him something you never have to anyone? Why are you so eager to get on his nerves and waiting for him to snap back? Why were you so fucking desperate and started squirming under? Easy. Because he was hot, and you were wet.
“Ride,” he commanded, with eyes half lided. There was a quick change in the atmosphere along with his aura. The usual corny and playful him was vanished. It's like he dropped his mask. Yet, you did what you were told because you felt his boner against your wet cunt. It was becoming harder to not move, to not gain a friction to edge against. You started off very slow, eyes never leaving his. He ghosted his breath on your lips, agonizing you for touch. But, he can't deny his pretty princess for long. He grabbed your lips, pushing his tongue past them.
“Fuck. I can feel you, Daddy,” you whined.
“I know, baby. All your fault.”
“M-me? What did— fuck! What did I do?”
“Don't act so dumb now. Calling me ‘Daddy’ doesn't do anything but turns me on, sweetie.” But, you knew. You knew how it made his cock twitch when you called him that. You have felt it before when you were having breakfast on his lap and a “Thanks, daddy” slipped past your lips. It was harder now.
You continued to grind yourself on him, spreading your legs more and more as you were so desperate to cum.
“That's my pretty baby. Keep saying my name, and I'll let you come,” you moved closer and whispered in your ears. Fuck!
“Daddy! Yes, Daddy! I wanna cum, Daddy! Your cock is so hard and long. Holy shit! Mm!”
“Yeah baby. Just like that. Ride, daddy,” his hands kneaded your ass, guided you to a pace that had you blabbering as you came undone. Your pussy drooling, a clear dark spot visible on the fabric of his bottom.
Satoru grabbed your waist and jerked it on his crotch, chasing his high, wanting to cum in his pants while his princess is riding his cock.
“Cum for me Daddy, please. I wanna see daddy cum,” you pleaded, shutting your eyes.
“Uh— fuck yes, princess. 'M close,” hands grinding you faster. He came when you begged him to.
“AH! Holy f–fuck!” His bottoms were ruined. You placed your head on his shoulder in exhaustion.
“Tired?” He asked.
“Mm hm.”
“Too bad. I was thinking of going another round. But this time, with my dick inside you.” GOD. This man. You look at him with an embarrassment, but he throws you on his shoulder. It was a long night and a worthy holiday.
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.
⇨ next: you get me so high (suguru alternate ending)
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➪ 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
“I saw him today.”
Satoru freezes, his breath caught at your calm and steady tone.
It was the first time he’d heard your voice in weeks, remaining mute in protest as he waited patiently for words to escape your frown-ridden lips.
“He looked healthy, maybe even happy,” you stare blankly at yourself, gripping harshly at the edge of your vanity for a sense of stability, searching for an answer as your vision begins to blur.
You shut your eyes as you rest your forehead into the thin glass, opening them back up to find Satoru standing behind you, hesitant as he struggles to form a sentence.
“What did he say to you?” His heartbeat is pounding loud in his ears; his body ignited in a flame that burns cold.
“He asked me to join him,” you shift back, your eyes clinging to his presence, only brave enough to face his reflection as you keep your gaze forward.
“What did you say?”
“I told him I don’t know.”
His jaw clenches, “You don’t know? What do you mean you don’t know?”
You sigh, mustering the strength to turn on your heel, gulping slightly as you look up at his pained expression.
You were thankful his eyes were covered, not wanting to know what agony resided behind the flimsy material.
“Satoru,” you pause to look down at his chest, “What, what if he’s right?”
He huffs, a hysterical chuckle choked out of his breaking chest, one that makes your skin crawl.
Tears race down your puffy cheeks as you nod your head gently, “Satoru, I love him.”
“You love me too. Did you forget that?” He raises his voice, your startled figure backing into the wooden frame behind you, a few products tipping over with the commotion.
“I’m still here. He’s the one who left you, who left us!”
Your body shakes as it produces silent sobs, panic eroding his anger as your breathing becomes erratic, as he finds himself softening to counter the sharp inhales of a gasping plea.
“Satoru, I love him,” you repeat weakly, treading on false hopes to keep you floating, afraid to sink in the flashes of a familiar’s foreign smile. Was he truly happy?
“Fuck,” he presses you to his chest, wrapping his arms tightly around you, “I know, I’m sorry, Y/N.”
“I love him too.”
You wished you held his hand a little tighter, kissed him a little softer, no, a little harder, not knowing that day was the last day you’d ever share with Suguru.
Except, it wasn’t.
Your mind was a theater only in production for his crooked grin and subtle eye rolls, sucking every drop of memory you had left of him, watching it flicker against a wrinkled screen.
His silky raven locks, which always tickled your neck as his tongue slipped into your mouth, the cheeky smirk he flashed when your thighs twitched around his face, it all seemed corrupted now. You weren’t sure how you could ever look at sex the same, not when every intimate moment you had was shared with the ghost of a man.
You tried to focus on Satoru. His slender fingers rolling your nipples with ease, the curve of your arched back as he bottomed out, filling you entirely, your eyes shut as he slipped out to return just as hard. But you couldn’t. You remembered Suguru’s tongue lapping your fluids down as Satoru sucked eagerly at your breasts, Suguru’s praising whispers as Satoru's hips slapped into your delicate frame.
He refused to be forgotten, and it’s not that you wanted him to disappear. You just couldn’t accept the way he left.
You couldn’t accept the tears staining your chest as Satoru sobbed into it, his hands shaky as your eyes stayed wide, mouth open as you tried to breathe.
You’d never want to forget Suguru, but you needed to forget the cracking tone of Satoru as he broke the news.
“He’s gone.”
You dropped the dish you were washing, letting soapy suds paint your stomach as the water sloshed around in the sink.
“He’s gone Y/N, I- I killed him.”
You dropped to the ground, screaming until it became white noise, the scraping of your throat the only reminder of the strain on your vocal cords as you wailed in his arms.
You needed to forget the way he screamed with you.
The way you both broke.
The moment three became two.
He walked in on you, crying, again.
God, would you ever stop?
Satoru flinched when you turned your head to face him, sitting on the edge of your shared bed as he unbuttoned his collar.
He continued teaching after Suguru’s death, but you hadn’t, taking a year off for yourself as you wallowed around the empty house, plagued by past memories.
“Toru? I didn’t think you’d be home—”
“Is this what you do all day?”
His tone is short and pointed, edged as it pierces your heart, “What—”
“Do you just sit here and cry while I’m gone?”
You stand up, brushing your face with the backs of your palms, watching as he slid the uniformed deep purple material off of his shoulders and onto the ground.
“No.”
“Hmm,” he shakes his head slightly, undoing his fly before tugging his pants off, stepping out of them as he tosses both articles of clothing into the hamper.
He disappears into the master bath. You follow him hopelessly.
“Are you mad at me?”
He stills, pausing mid-step before continuing, turning the water on as he presses his back into the standing glass of the shower.
“So, you are.”
He sighs deeply, “It’s just. What is it? Am I not enough for you?”
You suck in a breath, running over to him as you place your cold hands on his chest, ignoring the way he flinches away from your touch, “Satoru, you know that’s not it, please don’t say that.”
“Then what is it?” He unties his blindfold, rubbing his eyes before they meet yours, analyzing your dull and tired face.
“It’s still raw, him leaving,” your lip quivers as you continue, “I know you feel it too, don’t make me feel insane for missing him.”
He shuts his eyes, keeping them closed as his chest rises and falls against your palms, “Right, but I moved on regardless. I kept going. You just, stopped.”
You step back, making his eyes open as you look down to avoid them.
You’d cry if you hadn’t already, surely your body had reached its limit.
“Not everybody is as strong as you, Gojo.”
Your voice is monotone and empty, his last name rolling off of your tongue tiredly, making his heart pang in fear.
“I thought you of all people would understand.”
It’s quiet for a moment, the sound of water pattering against the tile echoing throughout the room.
You almost gasp when you hear him sniffle, “Of course I do.”
“I miss him too, he haunts me too. Don’t you hate him for that?”
“No,” you pause to look up, “But I’ve tried, haven’t you?”
“Yeah but, I can’t.”
You find yourself back in front of him, forehead pressed against his collarbone as he holds you, “He really fucked us over, huh?” you mumble into his skin.
“Big-time,” his breath is shaky as it ripples against you, and you smile weakly as you feel his hands grip the hem of your shirt.
You let him pull it over your head, his face softening as it’s met with your bare chest, caressing it shortly before tugging your shorts and panties down hesitantly.
You grasp the waistband of his boxers, sliding them down his legs, and you’re both wordless as you step into the large shower.
Everywhere you went, memories followed, Satoru had begged you to let him buy you a new house, but you refused.
You weren’t ready to let go just yet.
You feel Suguru’s hair as you rake your own, remembering the way he hummed when you massaged shampoo into his scalp.
Satoru’s hands rub up and down your sides, kissing your forehead sweetly, yet you only feel Suguru’s lips. You imagine his grin pressed into you, his chuckle vibrating against you.
It’s selfish but soothing, innocent but sinful as you wrap your arms around Satoru’s neck, crashing into him desperately. Your tongue glides over his, and your minds helplessly swirl as you are both unable to decipher whose tears you’re tasting. Not knowing if they were fresh against your lips, the water trickling down your faces masking any sign of new release.
He takes your bottom lip into his mouth, nibbling on it lightly, your eyes widening as you’re dragged out of your haze. A move only Satoru pulled, as if to remind you it was only him in the steamy cloud that surrounded you both.
Your legs wrap around his torso as he lifts you, shutting the water off and not caring enough to grab a towel as he steps back into the bedroom.
Our bedroom.
It was our bedroom.
You gasp as he chucks your soaked body onto the mattress, creating puddles on the sheets as he pins you to the bed. His thigh raises in between your legs, applying pressure as he kneads your breasts. His tongue brushes your aching skin, painting hickeys on the blank canvas of your neck.
You moan softly, a noise he’ll never get tired of hearing, one he’s missed so dearly.
You don’t tell him that it’s not for him. You don’t tell him you can only see Suguru’s face as his tongue flicks against your collarbone.
Your nails dig into his back as you try to ground yourself, bring yourself back down to reality, but you find that you can’t stand it there. Panic flooding your body as it truly is only Suguru.
All you see, hear, and feel is Suguru.
“Stop!” You squeak, and he freezes, backing off of your body instantly, eyes crazed as he watches you sit up on your elbows.
“I can’t, not here, please, anywhere but here.”
He nodded quickly, “Right, I’m sorry I know this was,” he pauses as a chill runs down his back, “Our spot.”
You give him a sad smile, “Toru, I need to escape.”
He doesn’t waste a moment of time, scooping his arms behind your back, holding you flush against his chest as he whispers,
“Domain Expansion, Infinite Void.”
You almost scream as the room vanishes, and your body is overstimulated yet also numb. Feeling everything and nothing all at once.
He tugs you closer to him, “Don’t worry, it won’t hurt you. I’m sorry, it should end soon.”
You press a soft kiss on his bare pec, squeezing your eyes shut and waiting for the rush around you to stop.
“You can stay with me,” Suguru rubs your cheek with the pad of his thumb, your head on his lap as you remain silent.
“I’ve missed you, so much, too much.”
Then why leave?
But you only sigh.
“What about Satoru?”
“He would never join me, you know that. It would have already been done if he wanted to.”
You nod your head slowly, sitting up as you stare at the enigma of a man you thought you knew, “But I would?”
“I don’t know, would you, Y/N?”
You suck in a breath as his finger drags your bottom lip down, eyes heavy as his dives in, tongue swiping across your jaw before sucking gently on your neck.
“Have you missed me?” His voice is deep and sultry, but it’s a genuine ask, one that crosses his mind endlessly when he wakes up alone each morning and struggles to sleep each night.
A tear braces his forehead, making him unlatch from you, “All of the time, I miss you all of the time, Sugu.”
He kisses your cheek, wiping tears away with his lips. He swears it could cleanse his soul. Its pitiful taste is nothing compared to the curses he’s swallowed, the pain he’s endured. Your weak sobs cling to his heart, overwhelming the anguish that resides on his tongue, as you go limp in his grip.
“Then stay.”
Why now?
You try to erase the memory, or at least for the moment. Breathing deeply as Satoru releases his hold and your surroundings stabilize, an endless pit of nothingness engulfing the world around you.
“I’m gonna lift you up, is that okay?”
You nod, letting him take your hand in his as you feel your body float, laying down in mid-air as he moves up to join you. “Kind of cool, right?”
“Please just kiss me, Toru,” it comes out sadder than you intended, making his heart skip a beat.
He doesn’t tell you that he saw him too. He doesn’t tell you he felt Suguru’s cold skin against his as he looked down and remembered his lifeless corpse. Leaning down as he molds his lips to yours instead.
The kisses are desperate, the shared emptiness of your souls drowning each movement to create passion as his tongue swipes your bottom lip. You obediently open your mouth, eager as he groans into it, the soft muscle of his tongue guiding yours to roam mindlessly.
His fingers trail between your legs, collecting slick before spreading your lips. Your hips buck as his calloused thumb rubs into your clit, precum trailing across your heated flesh as his cock brushes your thigh.
“So sensitive.”
You gasp as Suguru’s voice rings in your ear, making Satoru pull back in concern, “What’s wrong?”
Your eyes are frantic, breath uneven, “Nothing, please, please don’t stop.”
You squirm as he slips a finger inside you, curving into your clenching heat and watching as your jaw slacks to release a whiny moan. He pumps the digit with purpose, analyzing you closely, enjoying your small pleas as you try to wiggle into the toe-curling sensation.
So needy, right, Sugu?— he thinks, a pure instinct as his chest is struck with reality, finding nobody beside him as you're the only one left clinging to his touch.
His eyes widen, glad yours are shut in bliss as he adds another finger, heart sinking as he realizes he preferred not to be alone. He liked the pretty noises you’d create for them both. He felt guilty taking your shaky moans as his own.
But, he left us, he reminded himself.
Why, Suguru?
Why did you have to leave us?
“Toru, I need to feel you,” you beg desperately, losing your mind as you swear you can feel Suguru’s breath on your neck.
He didn’t want to admit it, but he felt it too—the presence of his closest friend, his one and only friend, and past lover. He tries to ignore it as he holds his heavy cock in his palm, stroking the length a few times before he towers over you.
He sighs as his tip brushes in between your slippery folds, struggling to press into your pulsing cunt, the tight hole feeling impossibly small against his flush swollen head.
He grips your thighs to spread them wide, and you arch your back as he enters you slowly, hearing him hiss as he watches himself disappear into your heat.
“So fucking tight.”
You whimper as he slides out just as slow as he slid in, tossing your ankles over his shoulders, hitting you much deeper as he returns.
His cock fills you the brim, and you’re grateful for how dumbfounded it leaves you, only able to think about the way he pulses into you as he picks up a pace.
Or at least you hoped.
“You’re doing so good.”
You feel Suguru’s hand brush your cheek, and you close your eyes, afraid to know what you’d see if you kept them open.
“Such a strong girl for me.”
“More, Toru, Fuck—” You feel his hand scoop your breast, another trailing down your tummy until it resided at your clit, Satoru’s hands remaining with a tight grip your hips. “More, I need more.”
Satoru practically growls at the remark, almost telling you he wants more too, both of you knowing what that more really meant. Who it really meant.
He misses how Suguru always fought to have his turn, feeling empty as he fucked you mindlessly, easily, with no resistance.
“Satoru, you better not cum inside her. You know that’s favorite.”
Pleasure mixes with pain until it numbed him completely, his body alive, heart pumping but dead as he squeezes your body tighter.
You whine as you feel Suguru’s thumb apply pressure to your bundle of nerves, making you twitch as Satoru’s hips slap roughly into you, your body shaking with each thrust.
You cry out, feeling overstimulated, mentally and physically, as you open your eyes, but it’s just Satoru. Only Satoru.
He grunts, feeling suffocated, your walls clenching around him. He drops your legs to wrap around his torso, needing to break the distance as he leans forward. And it’s only you, only you he feels as he sinks his teeth into your shoulder.
You yelp, a fist full of Satoru’s hair in your hands as you tug it, as you stare into the abyss.
Suguru’s thumb quickens against you, “Too much, it’s—”
“You’re okay, keep going.”
Satoru wasn’t used to being the voice of guidance; a rushed, “Fuck, just, fuck—” leaving his mouth and nothing else.
“Let him take over.”
You gasp as Suguru’s touch evaporates, but nothing seems to change. Your body feels the same. A lewd noise escaping the burrow of your throat as Satoru’s tongue lays a stripe up to your ear.
“See? You don’t need me anymore.”
No.
“You will move on.”
Please no.
“You will love him more with each coming day. He’s the only who deserved it.”
“You will love each other, and break free of my hold.”
“Promise me you’ll let me go.”
“You’re so beautiful,” Satoru whispers in a tone he’s never carried before, one that holds clarity.
“Don’t break her heart dumbass.”
“Tell her she’s beautiful every day, and mean it”
“Love her like I never could, and don’t you dare ever leave her.”
“Promise me you’ll let me go.”
Satoru’s hands move to take yours, fingers intertwining as he holds them on either side of your face, drinking the forbidden cocktail of love and heartbreak as he leans down to kiss you.
This time you’re certain it’s both of your tears that glide over your tongues, his hips following your command, angled purely for your pleasure as your arousal coats his length.
Your stomach tightens, and for the first time in forever, you feel the tingling sensation of euphoria creep up from your toes, settling in as it travels up your core.
“I love you,” you pull back to say, needing him to hear it as the wave of release threatened to crash over you.
“I love you more,” his eyes are clear, holding no doubt as he watches yours shut, then burrows his nose into the crook of your neck, whispering the permanent truth in the fleeting moment—
“I love you more.”
He knows it to be true. It’s evident in the way he can’t imagine a world without you, a world where he walks out of your life. He had always loved you more, more than him, you would forever be his choice.
I’ll never leave you Y/N, I promise.
You open your eyes, vision blurred, but everything appears the same, nothing but darkness cloaking the sky as your thighs twitch against his hips.
His rhythm breaks as you release sloppily around him, moving up to touch foreheads as he whispers “I love you” endlessly into your parted lips.
His soft moan plant a small smile on your face as he releases inside of you, feeling dazed by the ecstasy coursing your veins as you completely give in.
He stays inside you, moving you both so you’re sitting on his lap, arms clinging to his neck as he embraces you.
“You heard him too?”
You feel goosebumps raise over your thinly sweat-covered skin, his question catching you off guard as he rubs your back.
“Yes.”
“Mmm,” he pauses to kiss your shoulder, “I won’t ask what he said. But, I hope you found closure.”
You nod, “You too.”
“Thank you.”
You both freeze.
“And for the last time, I love you. I love you both too.”
The air thins, the domain falls, as it’s just the two of you on ruined sheets.
“Goodbye.”
It had been years since then, you bought a new home together and gotten back to teaching, though you needed to go on a break again, this time for a different reason.
“Satoru, don’t do that!” You squeak, watching him dangle your baby boy from his ankles, the small child giggling uncontrollably, “You’re going to hurt him.”
Satoru looked back at you innocently, “He’s enjoying it, obviously.”
You huff, taking the baby into your arms to cradle securely, sticking your tongue out at Satoru before rocking the bundle of joy slowly.
Crystal blue eyes look sweetly up at you, a tiny fist pattering against your chest as you lean down to kiss his forehead.
“You look just like your father, little one,” you beam, feeling Satoru’s arms wrap around your stomach as he hugs you from behind.
“That’s a compliment, I hope.”
“Obviously,” you roll your eyes playfully, relaxing into his touch as he kisses the crook of your neck.
“You think daddy’s handsome too, right?”
The baby looks back cluelessly, bubbles of spit forming in the corners of his mouth as you laugh lightly, feeling Satoru’s chuckle vibrate against your back.
“I’ll let it slide just this once since he can’t speak yet,” Satoru sighs, nuzzling his nose into you, soothed by the scent of you as he inhales.
“Mmhmm.”
You find peace in your newfound haven, a slice of heaven in the small family you built.
Knowing hell is where you dreamt of Satoru and woke up alone, not the pain of turning to an empty side where Suguru used to lay.
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.
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."
⇨ 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.
Clinking of bottles filled the quiet room, well totally quiet aside from the clock ticking. You took your phone off of the kitchen counter and opened it to see the time 10:32 PM. You lived with Gojo as he took you in from when you were a young child as your guardian. Now you were a third year in high school and a young woman.
Gojo was out with Nanami, doing whatever - it did not particularly concern you. What did concern you was getting over to Megumi’s dorm. You had gotten all dolled up, now as a blossoming young woman you were introduced to the world of sex and men. You applied some heavy makeup, of course you were not allowed to wear makeup at school so you did this in your off time.
Now what were you currently doing? Well… you were in the fridge stealing some of Nanami’s alcohol he left over at the place to pick up on the way home. It was some beer and you got a bottle of vodka too. Gojo did not drink but you stole a bottle of some random soda in the fridge to wash down the alcohol. Fantastic!
You had been on birth control for only a month now, you were not dating Megumi though, you had a connection that was more than friends with him, you often snuck over and had sex with him, you fucked, drank, cuddled. Romantic feelings were there.
Other students at Jujutsu High were suspicious of you two and often stating “I bet Fushiguro and (Name) have something going on, if you know what I’m saying. It’s obvious too.”
You had a smug look on your face as you exited the room and made your way over to Megumi’s dorm. You were at that age of rebellion. You knocked on the door, with your backpack on that was filled with the beverages as he opened the door. He was wearing a black tee shirt and grey sweat pants. He had just gotten out of the shower, he smelled fresh and had a soft look on his face.
Nobara said that you were the only girl who Megumi was actually nice to, it made you reflect back on the times he’d always help you out, buy you strawberry milk, you two were very close and had chemistry.
“You are like the only chick who can make that weird dude blush and smile, you must be his future wife!” She told you once, you’ve never forgotten that.
“Hey, glad you could make it.” His silky smooth voice echoed through the quiet dorm hallway.
“Hi!” Your chirpy voice greeted him, “of course. I’m glad I could be here. I brought some drinks like I told you.” You giggled quietly as he escorted you inside his room
“You look beautiful tonight, I love that dress on you. Is that the one I picked out?” He asked looking you up and down, you nodded your head with a blush
“Bang on!” You wore some basic cute shoes, nothing too fancy just a nice pair to go well with your little black dress.
You and Megumi had always gotten along well, maybe a little too well. You lost your virginity to him over a month ago and had now went on birth control to have him fill you up when you had these little get togethers.
You didn’t really see Gojo as a “dad”, maybe more like just a role model. You did find him very attractive and as you grew older you caught yourself having a crush on both your teachers, Nanami Kento and Gojo Satoru. Now Megumi, a guy closer to your age. Nobara said you and him totally hit it off, while on a girls day it slipped out that you totally had the hots for your teacher Gojo, she laughed uncontrollably. She warned you to stick to a guy your age.
And how was that going?
Well, you forgotten about your crush on both your teachers and just left that as a dirty fantasy that would never come true. That would be utterly ridiculous. It’s not like you could ever really have sex with Gojo or Nanami. So then, you decided to pursue Megumi. You two had gone on a few dates when you were able to get some alone time, usually out for dinner, shopping or anything really. He made you happy and you both had a good connection, the feelings were mutual and you were certain Megumi would ask you to be his girl sometime soon.
—
The buzz and rush of alcohol settled in your body, Megumi’s as well.
You were now feeling drunk, Megumi was also drunk, you had both drank a bunch of liquor and took shots. The beer wasn’t that amazing but hey, you drank it regardless.
You stayed in his dorm, talking and cuddling then decided to take a short walk around outside in the city, even though it was the middle of the night you felt safe Megumi and you knew you could always count on your crush to keep you safe. Megumi and you sort of had a relationship budding but it wasn’t to the point just yet where it was “official” so you both never announced it to any family, friends or the teachers.
While walking back to Jujutsu Tech the cool breeze hit you, it was rather humid but still a bit chilly and you were wearing such a sexy dress, Megumi handed you his sweater as you put it on and held his hand thanking him. “It’s no problem, you look cute in it. I don’t want anybody looking at you like this.” He spoke, his breath smelled like beer with a hint of fresh minty gum he was chewing prior.
He was protective too. The perfect boyfriend.
The beautiful city lights of Tokyo at night filled your eyes, feeling so lucky to hold his hand like this. You heard the crickets and sounds of cars passing by in the distance. The smell of fresh rain filled your lungs, it was raining the day prior but it was a clear nights sky now. The streets were quiet at this time too, mainly filled with people heading home from the bar or restaurants at this time.
“You know, I’m thinking since I’m wearing such a pretty dress and I’d like for you to see what’s underneath I could give you a little strip show, I have some cute new panties on.” You giggled quietly as your eyes look up to the nighttime stars, lewd intentions in the back of your mind.
”Oh yeah?” The spiky black haired and pretty deep blue eyed young man questioned, this peaked his interest. “I think it’s a perfect idea… I needed to find one way or another to see that body of yours again, baby.” His tone changed as a sly small smirk crept up onto his lips.
Your (color) eyes twinkle “did I tell you how handsome you look tonight? You’re so hot, I’m such a lucky girl to be yours.” You flirted as you took in his cologne, it had hints of lavender and bergamot leaving for the perfect masculine scent that suited Megumi and was virtuosic.
He was confident and protective over you, even though the whole situation was lowkey Megumi had always gotten you a birthday present since you first met in first year, he remembered all the little details about you, god your pussy felt incredible for his cock too. He wanted to make you his.
You both urgently rushed back to his dorm, being careful to not be caught. Itadori kind of got the hint Megumi was up to something with you in his bedroom at nights so he backed off and tried to give you two your privacy. Itadori took the time to admire Jennifer Lawrence and envy Megumi. Still maintaining the bro-code.
Once you got back to Megumi’s dorm and he shut the door, it turned into a sexy little strip dance you gave him and then one thing lead to another and he was on top of you.
“That was perfect, baby girl.” He praised as you finished your dance.
“Mm did you like it?” You hummed say you felt him suck on your neck, leaving marks and bites all over you.
“Of course I did, so much so that you’ve made me hard already.” His voice filled your ears, making a tingly heat form in your lower regions.
“Let’s do something about that, I’m in the mood for a creampie.” You giggled telling him, “pretty please?”
“I can’t resist your feminine ways, of course.”
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1:30 AM.
“Ahh that was really good.” Your voice sighed with delight as you lay against Megumi’s chest nuzzling up against him, he rubbed small circles on your back while his other hand was holding your hand.
“It was. You know how I love fucking you, you looked so pretty with my cum leaking out of you. We have the best sex.” Megumi replied quietly as both of you came down from your high. “You even have my marks all over your neck and chest.”
“I am feeling so drunk now, your cock made me feel so incredible too.” You whined feeling the buzz from your alcohol turning into a full on drunken state.
“Will you be okay heading back?” The dark haired male asked you and you nodded your head.
“Yeah I’ll be fine! I’ll just drink water once I get back and take a shower. We have to do this again soon.” You responded.
The way back to your place wasn’t even that far, just down the hall.
“We will. Text me before you head to sleep, let me know you’re okay.” He said before you got yourself cleaned up and grabbed your things. Saying goodbye to Megumi as you left with a final hug.
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You stumbled out of the hallway, assuring Megumi you’d get back to your place alright. As soon as you opened the door to Gojo’s residence, you noticed the light was on to the living area and the kitchen. Shit, you were busted. What reasonable excuse could you possibly have for sneaking out in the middle of the night, surely Gojo and Nanami caught on that you stole Nanami’s liquor.
Sudden regret pooled in your core. Ugh why tonight? Can’t a girl just have time alone? The fear you had as a little girl of knowing you did wrong filled you, though Gojo had never punished you too hard this was different than skipping class or giving attitude. You were drunk and wearing a short, slutty dress, totally dehydrated after drinking 4 cans of beer and however many shots. Just enough liquid courage in your system. With the whole look you had on, dress, makeup, you couldn’t play it off. You slid off your shoes as you made your way to the hallway, attempting to tip toe back to your bedroom, then you heard him.
“Ah ah ah, missy. Where do you think you’re going? Come back here.” Gojo’s voice was loud and boomed through the living area, leaving you to internally panic. He didn’t sound mad? He sounded calm as hell and playful.
“Um hello?” Your voice nervously echoed as you walked into the living space, Nanami was sitting on the couch, he had a dress shirt and tie on with the pants he wore from his suit on, he had a beer in his hand, one of the ones you left over in the fridge. On the other couch across from Nanami was Gojo, in his usual attire and some sun glasses he wore inside.
Both of the men looked at you and examined your current state making you feel like a piece of meat.
“Where were you? I don’t have a curfew for you but I have expectations that you tell me when you’re going out. You also stole Nanami’s liquor, I don’t drink it so I don’t care that much but where were you? That was irresponsible.” Gojo asked in a stern tone then Nanami scoffed at him.
“Nobara’s dorm.” Your voice lied, it came out before you could think as it was to defend yourself.
“Don’t lie. By the way you are dressed I know exactly who you were with…. Meg-“ he started.
“Yeah! So what?” You snapped which caught both of the older men off guard, flaring your still teenage attitude. Gojo was already used to dealing with teenage girls and students so it wasn’t anything new to him.
“Then why did you need to take my beer? I thought you were a better kid than that. My vodka too.” Nanami asked.
“I-I just wanted to drink with him. I’m sorry Nanami, I’m not a kid anymore though.” You crossed your arms in protest.
He rolled his eyes and stared at you. “I don’t give a damn that you’re legal. You have been getting real entitled lately. If you’re going to dress so grown you might as well act grown too. You stole liquor I bought with my own money. Damn kids, you’ve never even been to a bar or had a real cocktail before and just go straight to the hard stuff to get hammered on. Do you not realize how unsafe that was?” Nanami scolded you.
You fucked up.
“You look like a hot-mess, I’ve heard what your other classmates have been saying about you and Fushiguro. You can tell me, just be honest. Are you two having sex?” Gojo asked in curiously, holding off on any further comments not to startle you.
This shocked you, how embarrassing. Your heartbeat immedly went up and your face went red, you gasped.
“Gojo, isn’t that a bit far? She’s still just a young girl.” Nanami asked.
“I’m not mad that my little girl has a boyfriend. I just want to make sure she is being safe. I noticed you haven’t been focusing as much on becoming a sorcerer and your work, more so directing your attention to Fushiguro.” Gojo crossed his arms in disappointment.
You nodded your head, admitting to your hookups. Gojo and Nanami both gave each other a look. You almost stumble over, the alcohol was really hitting you. Nanami stood up and walked over to you in a fatherly manner.
“You should’ve been more careful. Did you have any water?” He asked and you shook your head.
“N-no, I feel sick. Too much beer.” You whined as you clung to the older blonde haired man.
He directed you to the kitchen table and sat you down on a chair, he made himself at home and walked over to the fridge. He retrieved a cup from the cupboard and poured some water from the fridge and got a few ice cubes from the ice tray in the freezer. He handed you the glass cup as you drank half of it quickly.
Even with the AC cranked up it was still hot as hell in Gojo’s place.
“So you were just hooking up with Fushiguro while drinking?” Gojo asked walking over to the two of you.
“Ye-yeah. I’m sorry I stole your beer and vodka.” You apologized.
“I understand this must be very embarrassing for you (Name). Though I’d be concerned too if I were Gojo. It’s not safe to be wandering around while you’re intoxicated. You should have told him the truth and should have asked me before having one, you have my number you know.” Nanami sat down beside you.
“Right.” Gojo added. “I want my girl to be safe. I look after you and have been for a few years now. Have you been using protection? Condoms, birth control? If you need some just ask me, you shouldn’t be having a baby this young.”
You gave the two men an intimidated look as you couldn’t really process what was happening, you whimpered.
“Yes. I got birth control, I’m sorry Gojo. I just couldn’t resist. We’ve been having a lot of fun and you’re making me feel bad about this.” You muttered as you were embarrassed but the alcohol made it less stingy, you hiccuped.
“I can’t even begin to imagine what this conversation would be like as a father.” Nanami hissed. “And now that I’m apart of it, it’s even worse.”
”Chill man, you’re here so just accept it.” Gojo grunts.
“I get it. You’re young, want to spend time with boys, have sex, drink and do all of that. But you’re forgetting your goals here, you want to become a Jujutsu sorcerer. Not only are you putting yourself at risk for going out drunk in the night and being taken advantage of, you are also putting so much into this boy forgetting your studies entirely. That beer is pretty strong too, you were reckless and I’m disappointed.” Gojo told you and you looked up to both of the men with pleading doe eyes as if you were begging him to not be upset.
He was right, you should’ve called for him to help you back.
“With a short dress like that you’re bound to get bad attention. All of that makeup too. Since when did my princess become a woman already?” Gojo asked as he looked you up and down as he crossed his arms looking at you. Gojo was almost in disbelief, he remembered when you were younger and entirely different from how you are now. You had no interest in boys and said “yuck! No way” whenever he asked if you had a crush on one of the other students. How you’ve grown.
Of course Gojo thought you were beautiful, however he was in a position where he was your teacher and he was a role model figure in your life. So he also took it upon him to hold responsibility and teach you a lesson.
“Gojo, Nanami-“ you almost fell over in your chair from the dizziness and feelings of being nauseous. “Ha, ha… it was so good with Megumi. He made me feel good, I think I’m in love with him.” You giggle.
Gojo almost choked on his own cup of water. “Excuse me? (Name). It’s just you two having sex together right? You want to make sure he doesn’t have any other partners so you don’t risk the chance of an STD. But I doubt he is talking to anybody else based on how he acts with you.”
“It’s just us.” You added as Nanami got up to give you another cup of water.
“Drink more water, let’s flush that alcohol out of your system.”
Your dress hiked up just enough to show your (favourite color) lace panties that were visible to both the men, Nanami gulped as he tried to ignore this as he placed your now filled up glass on the table you were leaning against. Your bra was practically showing too, the same (favourite color) with lace, it was matching.
“I am expecting better from you. I hope you understand the consequences of this.” Gojo started as you continued to drink the water beginning to sober up.
“I was out with Nanami at a restaurant, thinking you’re at home in your room, asleep or watching TV. You do not tell me where you’re going or that you are drinking and risk the potential of being hurt. Apologize properly to Nanami for stealing his beer.”
You let out a whimper. “I’m sorry for not telling you where I was going and being irresponsible, Gojo. Nanami, I am very sorry for taking your beer. I can give you the money for it, I’ll be more careful next time.” You apologized.
“You are forgiven.” Both of the much taller men replied to you.
“Thank you!” You replied smiling.
”All smiles now huh?” Nanami chuckled. He understood what it was like to be young and wanting to try new things, though he was a responsible adult.
“I know what it’s like to be young and crazy. So tell me, how was it? Taking Megumi’s cock?” Gojo asked and Nanami gave him a strange look, of confusion and shock .
“What do you mean?” You asked confused.
“What have you done together? Has he made you cum? I wonder if an 18 year old boy knows how to make a girl cum. Though it’s Fushiguro I’m sure he knows to an extent. He isn’t as clueless as Itadori.” Gojo thought out loud and you giggled all giddy.
…
“I mean… just blowjobs, he ate me out before, usually we fuck and he makes sure that I cum most of the time. Then we eat food and cuddle, that has been about it.” You reply with a coy tone and expression on your face. Provoking them.
“Have you ever taken a grown man’s cock?” Gojo asked you with a chuckle and your face turned pink in response as you look from Gojo to Nanami.
“N-no but I want to, I just lost my virginity a month ago to Megumi.” You mutter out and Nanami looked at you with a blank expression.
“I’ve always thought you and Nanami are hot. But it’s bad I have a crush on my teachers.” You twiddled with your fingers looking down embarrassed.
“No need to be embarrassed, sweet girl.” Nanami started as he trailed off thinking about what you were doing with Fushiguro, curious about where this may lead.
“How about you go sit on Nanami’s lap and make it up to him?” Gojo suggested as you nodded your head standing up, walking over to Nanami.
It was like a fantasy come true. You were standing right in front of Nanami, not as a student this time. You looked at your teacher, his blonde hair looked soft, his eyes were stern and he had his goggles off of him at this time, you stared into his eyes. He was buff and tall, he smelled of a clean cologne. Nanami’s aroma of a primal and yet breezy scent filled your nose.
He pulled you into his lap as your panties were pressed right above his crotch. “That’s it princess.”
“Wow Nanami! Let’s not forget (Name) is my girl after all.” Gojo laughed in a joking manner resulting in an eye roll from Nanami.
“Shut up, let’s be serious” he snapped with annoyance.
On Nanami’s lap you slightly grind yourself on him while sulking from getting caught. You take in his cologne and wrap your arms around him for a hug.
“Look at me” Nanami ordered as you looked at him with innocent yet bedroom eyes, your lips were soft pink and pouted. Then he pressed his lips against yours, they had the smell of liquor on them.
You blushed pulling away momentarily after that kiss. “How did that feel, kissing your teacher?” Nanami asked as you smirked, pressing your lips against his again as an answer. You opened your mouth as he collided his tongue with yours. It was warm and wet, you loved the sensations of making out. Nanami held his hands on your hips, holding you steady with your crotch right on top of his, your clit already aching through your panties telling you that your body was ready to be touched.
“Gojo, I’m sorry.” You whimper out again to the men.
“It’s okay, but you’ve certainly been a dirty girl. Perhaps Nanami and I could teach you what it means to be a good girl. Isn’t that right Nanami?” Gojo asked
“Damn right, couldn’t do any harm. Besides I get the feeling this is what you’ve wanted from us all along. It’s normal to have a crush on your teachers when you’re young, only natural huh.” Nanami mumbled into your ear which made you let out a hum.
He was pretty tall, your feet aren’t anywhere close to the ground while on top of his lap, you loved the size difference and how you were so petite next to him.
Your face gave it all away as you smirked and let out a small moan at the thought of it. So, it was confirmed this is what you truly desired. Gojo and Nanami both haven’t had sex with any woman in awhile so they were getting a bit pent up, a good way to teach you a lesson and relieve themselves.
You stood up “I need to go pee. Can I go to the bathroom first?”
“I don’t know, can you?” Nanami asked and you rolled your eyes jokingly as your feet were met with the cool flooring, the room was still spinning a little as you got up. Damn, the alcohol kicked in hard.
“Go ahead.” Gojo gave you permission holding his arm out to the hallway.
”I know where it is, I live here.” You gawked.
“No attitude, (Name).” Gojo responded.
You walked down your hallway towards your bathroom. You couldn’t believe this was really happening, you took a moment to regain yourself as you used the restroom then went back to find Gojo and Nanami back on the couch. This didn’t feel real, let alone it didn’t feel morally correct. They were going to punish you for sneaking out, stealing the beer Nanami left in Gojo’s fridge. If it was really so terrible, why were your panties starting to get wet?
You walked over shyly to Gojo. “C’mere” he said patting to his lap as you sat in his lap, “bend over, I’m going to punish you. This is for your own good.” this made you realize how big your size difference between the two men really was. What a turn on.
You look at him and frown “aren’t I a bit old to be spanked, old man?” Your sassy tone came out.
“Listen, missy. You’re not in a position to argue against me. I’m not even that much older than you, bend down now (Name). You are weak compared to me.” Gojo ordered and you obeyed him as you got on top of his lap and bit your lip nervously.
”What a brat.” Nanami commented while watching you struggle.
Once you were leaning over his lap you turned your face to meet Nanami who was sitting on the couch across the one you were on, his eyes look at you with an intrigued expression.
“Hey Nanami, how many should we do?”
‘What did he just say?! Gahh! I really should have kept my mouth shut.’ You thought to yourself.
“How about 10. Make them hard too.”
With that, Gojo lifted up your dress to come over your ass. He examined your panties. “With panties like these no doubt you’re driving Fushiguro wild. Your cute little butt looks damn good in them.” His voice was laced with dominance.
You gave a breathy whine beneath him, greedy to be touched. Classic, a young girl only wanting pleasure and to be a pleasure slut.
“N-no. Not this.” Your voice was frail feeling the sudden embarrassment of the situation.
You let out an ‘Mmph’ as Gojo pulled your panties down, you felt your core become hot. Your princess parts were partially exposed to him like this, which were dripping onto his clothed legs as he looked down in amusement. “She is wet already.” Gojo announced to Nanami.
“Oh really now. I’ve seen the way she’s been acting around us lately, does not surprise me at all. All we did was talk to her and look at her, dripping wet.” Nanami gave a swift response as he picked his beer up from the black marble coffee table beside the couch.
You squirm in your place as Gojo moved his hand to hit your ass, and it was hard. It wasn’t like rough sex with Fushiguro who would slap your ass while doing doggy style, this time it was extremely rough and hurt.
“Ow!” You wince in pain as your voice grew high pitched and forced you into that state of submission. Gojo now earning your submission.
“One. Good little girl, take your punishment just like that. Daddy is so proud of you.”
Did he just say that? Daddy? Oh how that was an ultimate fantasy of yours. Having an older male touch you like this, especially that it was Gojo made your mind break. Being so close to him you could smell him, the scent of his cologne, fresh clothes and even a bit of his body wash. It smelled amazing.
You yelped in pain over and over again, it felt like a lot more than ten. All of these sensations were still just fresh to you so your mind was completely turned off as you entered a state of being hypnotized and your mind completely broken from Gojo.
“Eight…” His voice was cold like ice. He rubbed your ass after hitting it yet again, it was so red and forming little purple and tints of blue marks on both your ass cheeks.
“Wanna be marked by you daddy-“ you beg Gojo falling for him further.
“Aww!” He replied with a chuckle. “Is my baby girl learning some manners and obedience? What a lovely girl to train, listen to daddy.” The white haired man cooed in adoration.
“Nine.”
“Fuck it hurts so much!” You almost yell out. “It hurts so good!”
Nanami let out an “ah” as he finished his beer, placing the empty can back on the marble table.
Once Gojo finally hit that magical number; 10, your legs were shaking. You couldn’t see it but your ass was red and was starting to form a purple mark, a bruise was coming. You wouldn’t forget this.
“I’m sorry Gojo, I’m sorry Nanami. I won’t steal and sneak out ever again.” You cry out as some small tears stream down your eyes from the overload of emotions and sensations.
“You are forgiven, but you still need to take this. We have to ensure the punishment and lesson is clear and that it sticks.” Gojo assured you.
Gojo lifted you off of him and placed you back on the couch as he stood up. “I need to get something, I’ll be back.” He walked out to the hallway of the apartment to what you assumed to be his bedroom.
This peaked your curiosity and Nanami’s, though he had a feeling of what Gojo was up to. Before long he came back holding black rope, it looked like a form of bondage.
“We will take it slow. I think you’d look so pretty with a shibari tie. I’ve always found them quite beautiful. I’m good with my hands.” He snickered with a grin.
Your mouth gaped open in surprise, not sure what to expect. Gojo came over beside you and undid your dress, (favorite color) lacy bra and removed your matching panties. He dropped the bra to the floor, Gojo and Nanami’s eyes were glued to your bare chest. Your nipples were soft and slightly puffy, your cup size was the perfect size. Easy for the men to grope. Gojo gave your tits a squeeze, fondling them before getting the rope out.
He made a pretty tie that wrapped around your tits nicely, it made them pop out a little. It wasn’t too tight and felt rather secure and comfy. He tied it around your waist and your thighs, so there would be easy access to your pussy. He knew what he was doing and seemed to have experience with shibari and ropes in general.
Nanami clapped “very good, now hurry up we don’t have all night.”
“I know you like being a slut so as an award you get to suck my cock. You better do it good.” Nanami ordered you.
“Work has been stressful being a salaryman and now being a Jujutsu sorcerer I am still stressed. Having to work for a living sucks. Give me some release, could use a pretty girl to suck my cock, yeah?” He commanded you and you nodded as you weakly got up, your legs wobbly as you kneeled on the cool floor looking up to the tall blonde man who stood in front of you, you made eye contact. Your big and dolled up eyes looked into his.
He did the work of unbuckling his belt and pulling his pants down. He was wearing a black pair of boxer briefs, they fit him well, his toned muscles in his thighs were noticeable as his cock sat perfectly within his boxers, it was truly an exciting sight.
Your heart rate went up, this was amazing. Words couldn’t describe how much of a rush you felt in this moment. Everything you wanted, and more.
“Mm I’m such a lucky girl, I’ve fantasized about this. I’ve always wanted my teachers cock, sir.” You look up to Nanami and he patted your head.
You knew exactly the right words to say too.
“Good girl, be a good student and do this for me. Suck my cock, I’m sure you have some skill with it so let’s see what ya got sexy.” He smirked.
While Gojo was more eccentric and outgoing, Nanami was quiet and more serious. You did have the hots for both of them.
“Of course, I’d be happy to do so.” You grinned in delight as a lewd expression crossed your face.
Gojo wanted to learn about you and what you liked sexually as he watched. You pulled down on Nanami’s boxers with a tug to his ankles. His cock was hard, it made your pussy soaked. You lifted your hand as you held onto his cock with one hand on his shaft lightly, then you licked his tip. Swirling your tongue around Nanami’s tip causing him to let out a small grunt.
Swirling your tongue around Kento’s tip just like those strawberry lollipops you love. Your tongue glided across his slit which had some beads of precum forming. It was so sweet and yummy.
You used your hand to pump his cock a little as Nanami sat back down on the couch and you crawled in between his legs and continued to suck his cock, taking half of his girth now. A little to shy to make eye contact.
Your pussy juices leaked onto the floor, your cunt was so fucking wet dripping. It was so easy for Gojo to work you up like this, even Fushiguro didn’t work you up this much. Gojo took notice of this as he stood up, watching in amusement at the sight of his precious girl sucking Nanami’s cock.
“Does it feel good daddy?” You asked as your spit began to drip down onto your chin, you fondled his balls gently, massaging them lightly and embracing the feeling of touching Nanami’s balls. You tried to take more and more of the older man’s cock in your mouth.
“Is she doing a good job, Nanami?” Gojo asked and Nanami hummed in response.
“Fuck yeah, keep going cumslut. You’re so fucking sexy, baby.”
The taller man Gojo, leaned down and got inbetween your legs, you felt his finger slide against your exposed slit his fingers played with your arousal.
“You won’t be able to wait to see his pussy, Nanami. God so fucking pretty and pink. Your little clit looks so gorgeous.” Gojo’s voice had shifted and become more dark and deep.
You felt his hot breath against your pussy as his tongue glided against your clit ever so delicately, his face right at your private areas. This caused sparks to fly in your body and a feeling of pleasure struck. Greedy to get yourself off on his tongue.
You let out a moan through sucking Nanami’s cock, your cheeks were now a bright red and hot from all of your blushing. This was incredible.
Gojo’s tongue licked the lips of your slit and he used his fingers to spread open your cunt, looking at the hole. It was so tiny, it looked as tight as a virgin.
“Such a tiny hole, you can tell she hasn’t been stretched out yet. She needs some grown men to use her to stretch that cunt out.” He muttered as his tongue dove into your cute hole with ease.
“You taste sweet, so delicious.”
These compliments made butterflies form in your tummy. So good, so good.
You let out a sweet mewl through sucking on Nanami’s big cock. “Mm so good” you moaned as Gojo’s tongue explored the entrance of your soaked hole, making you lose focus on the task at hand.
He licked your clit as he let go and began to press kisses on your inner thighs, trailing those soft kisses up to your clit as he placed a gentle kiss on your clit adding to the stimulation.
You bat your lashes as you looked up to Nanami, who stared down at you with an intense expression - grabbing some of your hair in his hand as a make shift pony tail. You began to deep throat him as you braced yourself to take all of his cock within your mouth as it went down your throat.
“Slutty girl, you little whore. Letting your teacher have his way with you? My dirty girl.” Nanami used his over hand to caress your cheek softly.
“Mhm” you moaned, drool all over you.
Tears felt like they were swelling up in your eyes as you deep throated the man’s not super long but very girthy cock.
“Lucky you’re on birth control, otherwise I would get your womb filled up with cum regardless” Gojo spoke from behind you as his tongue flicked against your button, abusing your clit as you felt yourself indulging in these euphoric pleasures of being eaten out.
“The perfect barely legal and teen breeding slut.” Gojo said outloud and it made you moan and whimper from his words alone.
It was mouth watering and made your cunt drip of all your pussy juices. You could tell Gojo was an expert pussy eater as he knew exactly the right ways to get you begging for more as his tongue teased your wet and glossy lips.
“Fuck! This is even better than how Megumi ate me out.” You cracked as you slightly lifted your head off from Nanami’s cock, drool coming out of your mouth carelessly like nothing else mattered but pleasure.
“Of course it does, sweet pea. I’m a grown man, I’ve learned how to do this.” Gojo replied in a cocky manner followed by a laugh, knowing his tongue was doing wonders for your aching pussy.
Though it made you feel so embarrassed yet so turned on knowing you were probably about to get your pussy filled with cum. It made you even more turned on knowing Nanami was watching all of this.
“Daddy, I wan’ you to fuck me” you whimper out looking up to Nanami needy like the greedy pleasure slut you are, finally letting go of his cock.
You felt yourself approaching your orgasm as you got close to cumming you let out heavy breaths and high pitched lewd noises of pleasure. “Gojo!” You cry out. “I’m gonna cum, s’too good. Fuck, I love when you eat my pussy. Thank you for this!” You moan in ecstasy followed by a series of slutty sounds.
“Come on, pretty girl. Cum for me. Let’s get you all wet for my cock.” He smirked as his tongue glided quickly and flicked against your clit, you mewled in pleasure.
“Ahh m’ cumming!” Your head rested on Nanami’s thigh as your eyes almost rolled back, your mouth wide open with a light furrow on your brows as you came all over your Sensei’s tongue.
White and clear pussy juices leaked from your cunt as Gojo gave a look of satisfaction “little slut” his voice rasps.
“You’re awfully selfish. Your only concern was to get yourself off. Now you’ve left us horny and bothered.” Gojo grabbed you and lifted you up off the ground as he held you in his arms and sat you on the couch beside Nanami, facing him.
Gojo was behind you around the arm of the couch as he forced to spread your legs open to show Nanami your pussy. “Show Nanami your pussy. This is what you’ve been letting that Fushiguro drill? One lucky kid. Such a pretty pussy (Name), let’s teach you what it means to be fucked by a real man.” Gojo’s voice purred as Nanami tilted his head to stare directly at your pussy, licking his lips in hunger.
Kento examined your pink pussy and how tight and small it was, truly the pussy of a young innocent woman who was ready to be corrupted. Gojo and Nanami both knew this was what’s best for you, to teach you your place.
“Soo, who is going to fuck me first?” You innocently asked looking from Nanami to lifting your head back to look up at Gojo, coming down from your high but your pussy still sensitive and ready for cock.
“I’ll be fucking you first, I am your guardian after all. I think it’s my place to discipline my student when needed, besides it’s not like you have a problem with this.”
“Aren’t we going to get in trouble for this?” You asked timidly looking down.
“You’ll keep your mouth shut won’t you? It’s our secret. You’re a young woman now, but I’m still the one who’s in charge of you and your mentor. It’s always important to teach younger sorcerers and educate them properly.” Nanami asked as you nodded your head but inside felt massive uncertainty.
FUCK IT.
You laid back against the couch with a soft cushion behind you supporting your back. Gojo took the time to get in front of you as he lifted his top off and undid his pants, taking them off followed by his boxers which then you were faced with his large cock. He made sure to remove all clothing. His cock was big and hard, you saw that his tip was leaking pre cum.
“It’s just a cock, no need to be scared.” His voice was sultry, you looked at it as Gojo finished removing all of his clothes so that he was entirely naked infront of your also naked form. Nanami used this time to undo his tie and take his dress shirt off as he watched you.
“Daddy” you whine looking up at Gojo in your drunken state.
You tried to close your legs as Gojo came up in between them and forced you to spread them. “Obey and make this easy for me.”
You complied as you looked down and watched as he placed his cock right against your clit, teasing it as you whimper “I need it, Satoru please.”
You use his name and he flashed you a perverted grin.
“Anything for my babygirl with the best manners.” He lined his cock up with the entrance of your pussy. You continue to stare down with an undying lust-filled expression, an erotic look in your big eyes.
“You love being watched, don’t you? Must turn you on knowing I get to watch this sexy young girl get her pussy used by her teacher.” Nanami pointed out as his cock twitched in his hand, palming himself lightly to edge.
“Yes sir. I’ve wanted your cocks for so long. I love older men like you both, you’re so sexy and can give me all I need.”
You let out a cry as you felt his cock enter you, “oh fuck!” You moaned as Gojo’s cock slowly entered with your tight pussy walls happily welcoming him in. You felt so warm, wet and tight to Gojo. He was going at it missionary.
Gojo’s hands were on your waist using them as support as he entered himself in you all the way, at last feeling his balls brush up against your ass and his cock pressing right up against your cervix. Thank fucking god for birth control otherwise this would certainly get you knocked up with his seed.
“Feels so deep, I can’t take it! Stop it, no more!” You moaned as you grope one of your breasts, squeezing it in your hand.
“Doing okay, sweetie?” Gojo asked and you nodded your head, your vision was still a bit unsteady from being so drunk and out of it.
”I-I guess” you slurred your words. It was a super hot sight for the men to lay their eyes on you in this state.
With that “confirmation” he began to trust in and out of you, the tip of his pretty and shaved cock hitting your cervix, filling your up all the way. Unalike Gojo, Nanami just trimmed his memeber as you glanced over and watched the man and also Jujutsu sourcer slowly stroke himself, though he looked annoyed.
“What are you waiting for?” You asked bitterly and confused wondering why he wasn’t using your mouth.
“I’m going to finish in that hole as well.” Nanami replied to you, you smiled cheekily, happy with his answer.
“Fuck daddy!” You mewl as the wet noises of your pussy being ravished filled the room, wrapping your legs around Gojo’s muscular but lean body pulling him in deeper.
“You’re nothing but insatiable. I want nothing more than to take that little pussy.” Nanami growled as he watched you get fucked.
“You look so pretty taking my cock ya know?” Gojo grunted admiring your tight body.
“I love your cock daddy. Every time I touch myself all I can fantasize about is Gojo and Nanami fucking me. I love it so much.” You whine loudly as you submitted yourself to them.
The smells of sex filled the air, the room smelled purely of lust.
A part of you felt bad about doing this immediately after having sex with Megumi, besides you two were developing a romantic relationship. You tried to push those feelings to the side and focus on the current moment, it’s not like anybody would find out about this, right?
“You don’t need to act like you’re all grown and have everything figured out (Name.)” Nanami started, “it’s completely okay to be young and need some lessons from an adult, just like this.”
Your flushed face nodded your head. “I-I know, I just want to be independent ‘das all. Can’t help that ‘m so needy” you slurred your words.
You were even surprised at yourself with how much you were moaning and letting out these ridiculously slutty noises, your pretty high pitched noises were just like music to both of the men’s ears.
“I’m going to train you to be my slut.” Gojo said looking down at you as he sucked on the skin of your breasts, surely to leave a mark.
“Agh, yes!” You moaned as his tongue swept across your sensitive nipple. Leaking pretty marks and bites all over your chest, your tits bounced with every thrust.
Nanami groped your tit with one hand, playing and squeezing your nipple as you squeak.
“Holy shit, look at her tummy Nanami-“ Gojo groaned as Nanami looked at your tummy. Gojo’s cock was bulging through your tummy, showing how deep he was inside of you and how petite your body was compared to his own.
“Tiny little thing arent you?” Nanami cooed.
“Yes daddy. Mm wish you could knock me up, fucking sucks I’m on birth control. All I’ve wanted is to take it raw.” You moaned.
“That would be sweet wouldn’t it? I could give you my seed and you could raise some good kids for me. Hopefully some strong future sorcerers.” Gojo moaned as you nodded your head in excitement, baby fever was perhaps kicking in a little too hard for your age.
Who fucking cares, you’re drunk and these hot men are all yours. It’s only a natural urge isn’t it.
“Goddamn, this pussy is so tight. Don’t go giving yourself out to other guys, got it?” He barked.
“Daddy my pussy is all yours!” You cry out feeling the sensations of Gojo’s cock hitting your sweet spot right inside of you.
Gojo placed his finger into your mouth, instinctively you began to suck on it. His finger was much bigger than yours. You looked up to his face, you could see a glimpse of his eyes through his sun glasses, which shaded his beautiful light blue orbs.
“Nngh! Why does it feel so good, it’s never felt so good before like this.” Your voice was so innocent, in contrast to that sexy and promiscuous outfit you had prior.
Going out like a grown woman, meeting a guy, you weren’t that at all. You’re here being taught a lesson by Gojo and Nanami, you’re still their submissive student who needed guidance.
“What do you mean princess?” Nanami asked. “Was letting a teenage guy fuck you not doing it for you?” He asked in sincerity, it sounded a lot more rude than his intentions were.
“No, it’s good but Megumi just didn’t have this much experience in pleasuring me. I just feel so good, fuck me hard Gojo.” You whined out loudly needy for more cock.
Gojo’s thrusted harder, his hand reaching down to rub circles on your clit taking you into a state which made you feel like you were lost in paradise. You felt your pussy clench around his cock as you felt yourself approaching an orgasm, god, his dick hit all the right places. It hit repeatedly against your cervix over and over again and your sweet spots. Your womb practically begging for cum and for a baby from him at this point.
Unable to control your body as your legs start shaking and you let out desperate lewd moans.
“Going to cum baby?” Gojo asked and you bit down on your lip hard.
“How did you know?” Your voice asked.
“I can just tell.” He murmurs as he leaned in, you wrapped your arms around his torso as you kissed him. He let his tongue explore your mouth as your lips collide in unison.
You moan throughout the kiss as the sensation of your orgasm filled your body. Your pussy feeling intense waves of pleasure as your juices flowed all on his cock, squeezing him, desperate to be filled with his cum. You could tell you were creaming all over his huge and veiny cock.
Gojo pulled from your kiss as he let out some grunts and a low moan throwing his head back in pleasure. “Fuckkk, just like that Angel. Daddy’s cumming.” Gojo held your legs open as his cock came inside your cunt, deep inside you as his milky liquids pooled in your hole.
“Shit, feels so tight.” He moaned throughout his orgasm, his cock twitching inside of you as it began to throb.
“Such a good girl.” He groaned with a final thrust a you both gave heavy breaths.
You lay back, trying to catch your breath before Gojo pulled out of you. He watched as his semen leaked out of your fertile hole, so pretty. There was a lot of it too.
He gave a satisfied hum “you did a good job at emptying daddy’s balls, my slut.” He praised you as he got out from in between you. Your legs felt a little sore, specifically your hips from stretching them open to give him access to fuck you.
“Thank you, it was so good.” You sighed happily, taking a finger of yours to dip into your cunt, his seed covered your finger as you placed it in your mouth. Sucking on your finger. It was a little salty, with a hint of sweetness, his cum tasted so good.
Your eyes closed momentarily, feeling exhausted. Gojo took a seat back on the couch as he got his boxers back on. Though he was definitely there to watch the show. You were taken out of your relaxation by a voice.
“Get on your hands and knees, bitch.” Nanami ordered with a exuding an aura of dominance.
You turned and lifted your frail body up as you got down on your hands and knees with your ass in the air for Nanami. You were tired but you wanted more cock, you had to take it. You had no choice.
He watched as your hole leaked of Gojo’s cum and wanted to fill you up instead, wanting you all to himself.
“Such a pretty pussy, you must get lots of compliments on how cute your pussy is.” Nanami remarked
“Nnnn, Nanami, sir. Need it so badly.” You whined as you felt your pussy feel even more aroused again. You were soaking onto the couch, chasing another high as you wanted to cum even more, how insatiable and hard to satisfy you were.
“Use your words, speak properly for me, (Name).” Nanami commanded you and you rolled your eyes, luckily neither Gojo or Nanami could see that.
“Pretty please daddy, I need your cock, I wanna feel your cock stretch my little pussy so badly. Pleasure yourself in me, I’m your play thing!” You cry out begging for him and feeling more greedy now than ever.
“Good girl, little one.” Nanami praised as you felt his cock immediately push into your hole with ease, he started off a little slow but built his trusting up quickly and finding a fast pace, sounds of skin smacking filled the room as you felt like a bitch in heat, all that could fill your mind was cock and wanting more of it.
Nanami slapped your already red ass another time, he was a lot more rough and stern than Gojo.
He let out a heavy breath “there’s so much you have to learn about pleasure, I could make you feel good like this anytime.”
“God, your cock is so fucking massive I can hardly take it. You are right at my womb.” Your cervix being hit over and over again by Nanami’s cock, your pussy twitching around it. You arched your back and you felt Nanami pull your hair, tugging it slightly.
“Fuck!” You moaned with a lewd and sexy pitch. Letting out some silly drunk giggles making Gojo lay back on the couch with his arms stretched out leaning on the back of the couch with a proud smirk on his face.
“You are my little sex doll, such a perfect fucktoy.” Nanami hissed as his thrusts were growing sloppy but still going strong and hitting all the right places inside you, all you were focusing on was the pleasure.
“Wish I could get knocked up with your baby Nanami, I’d look so pregnant with your baby in my belly.” You whimper under him.
“You would, absolutely. The perfect breeding slut to carry my children. If you weren’t on birth control, I don’t know if I’d be able to pull out, honestly.” He moans as his cock abuses your tight and young hole.
“God yes, more more.” You beg Nanami as the man begins letting out a series of primal groans, some sweat forming in his hairline and his eyebrows furrow.
You couldn’t see it from your point of view but a sexy expression of absolute enjoyment was on his usually emotionless and blank face.
“You love being watched don’t you (Name)?” Gojo gently asked you and you could only nod in response.
”I love it so much! I love watching my hole get fucked and you watching me while Nanami stretches my pussy.” You confess.
”Aw god, such a dirty slut, I love that.”
“Nanami is such a nurturing man. He is taking care of you, making sure you have water and looking after you while you’re drunk and now punishing you for disobeying rules and disappointing us. Look at you, taking the punishment so well and getting so much pleasure from it. Horny girl.” Gojo teased as you look up to make eye contact with him, your eyes rolled back into your head and your hair was all messy.
“Daddy, I love cock. Thank you for giving me this, I’ve learned my lesson.” You mewled as you replied to Gojo.
“Well, I’m so glad!” He grinned. “Precious girl, you’ll always be my baby okay? I’ll always take authority over you.” Gojo cooed as he caressed your cheek then placing a kiss on your head.
“That’s it.” Nanami gave out a low toned moan while you squeezed around him.
“I’m going to cum, I need you to cum for me princess.” The man who was drilling you ordered, you felt your high approaching too as you couldn’t hold back anymore.
“So close, m’ gonna cum” your voice was unstable as you legs began shaking and your eyes shut tightly. Being ravished felt so good. You felt like falling into a state of enteral bliss.
“God fuck me daddy! I’m cumming for you, you’re making my little pussy feel so good.” Your cunt clenched around the older male’s cock, getting all of your pussy’s sweet arousal and white juices all over it.
Nanami began to cum too as his cum shoots inside of your pussy, right at your cervix with a final thrust followed by heavy breathing.
It felt so warm and comforting as Nanami shot his seed into your fertile hole. You gave a coy smile as he pulled out and watching all of the cum drip out of you, flowing out of your pussy. Your pussy was puffy from all of the stimulation and your folds were soaked with cum.
“Thank you for that.” You mumbled as your body fell onto the couch, crawling over to Nanami to lay on his lap.
You laid against the couch completely dazed at what just happened. How could you possibly believe this was real? It felt like a dream. It was in fact reality.
“Are you both really mad at me?” You mumbled out, feeling needy for aftercare.
Gojo and Nanami both shared a glance. Gojo shrugged. “Ehh, I’m not mad.” He replied full of energy, the man really did have stamina.
“No we are not angry, we both care for you and want you to be safe. Can’t deny that you’re an attractive young woman. There are some bad people out there and curses as well, you can’t always defend yourself.” Nanami spoke as you laid against his chest. You were able to hear his heartbeat which relaxed you, he held your hand and your eyes were growing drowsy.
“I learned my lesson. Thank you both, it was so fun.” You thanked them with a quiet and soft voice.
“It was fun, you’re absolutely welcome. I’ll be expecting to do this again, little one.” Nanami replied as he chuckled from how adorable you were.
Gojo smiled and felt satisfied, “come here, let’s get these ropes off of ya princess.”
You crawled over to Gojo on the couch and he untied all of the ropes you had on letting you free. Finally pulling you into his arms as he hugged you.
“I’m so proud of you. Promise me you’ll always be safe and if you need a drink or something just ask Nanami!” He teased.
“Well if it turns into this I suppose.” Nanami grunted.
You giggled “I promise!”
”And, being safe is important. I was more concerned about your safety than anything, you know how much I love you. I always want to protect my little princess.” Gojo added to his comment trying to ease any tension.
“Will we ever do this again Gojo?” You asked and be nodded his head. “Oh, I’m sure we will.”
You softly smiled happily, feeling a rush of dopamine. You began to feel sleepy as your body was tired from being used, still feeling tipsy.
“I’m going to have to go and call Fushiguro’s dad to tell him his son finally got a girlfriend!” Gojo laughed with a goofy grin and your blush turned into a scowl “No way!” You shriek.
“You know that is not a good idea.” Nanami told him. “It’s too late for this. Let’s get her cleaned up and in bed, we should call it a night too.” Nanami said.
“Good idea.” You responded as they helped you up to get cleaned up and taken care of for the night.
What a night, it was incredible and definitely a learning experience in more ways than one. Feeling content with your new sexual relationship with your teachers and your relationship with Megumi. You took off your makeup, had a nice warm shower to get yourself cleaned up and Gojo helped you into bed.
Nanami ended up sleeping on the couch that night before heading home in the morning.
You couldn’t wait to do that again.
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It was the following day in the afternoon.
While you were taking the train home from shopping for makeup and some snacks right as you got off the train and began walking back to Jujutsu Tech you heard foot steps behind you, and you noticed a shadow blocking the sunlight from behind you as you turned around and were faced with who you assumed to be Fushiguro Toji, Megumi’s father.
Your eyes were dark and dolled up with makeup, even though there was no class that day you wore your school uniform so it was blatantly obvious it was you.
You looked up at him and made eye contact with him, as you wanted to run back home to the safety of Gojo not knowing the man right before your eyes.
“(Last Name),(Name) is it?” The older man’s deep voice spoke. It wasn’t like Megumi’s silky soft voice, it was deeper and a bit darker.
Megumi was a very calm, kind hearted and loving guy even if he didn’t always show it. The intentions of his father who stood in front of you weren’t clear and this made you feel anxious.
You nodded your head timidly as you were much smaller than this man. Though, you could see where Megumi got his good looks from. He had resemblance to his father.
“Rumour has it, you’re my son’s girlfriend.” He bluntly spoke with an alluring tone, confirming that this was his dad.
“I-I am.” You stutter your response shyly. The relationship wasn’t exactly confirmed but that was the easiest way of putting it.
The warm sun shined down onto you both. Your (color) hair shined under its beams as you were confused to where this was leading.
“Pretty young thing, aren’t you? I see that kid is all grown up now and not so little, becoming a man.” Toji spoke eyeing you up and down like a predator seeking its prey, you blush.
“Ah thank you! It’s nice to meet you, sir.” You blushed nervously, bowing to the man.
“Beautiful body too. I can see he has decent taste in women at least.” He snickered and you raised an eyebrow.
“T-thanks, sir?” You shyly replied sounded clueless.
What the hell was going on? This was too damn strange. Though you couldn’t deny he was a good looking man.
How could you get out of this situation? Did Gojo know about this? How did he find you?
“I’d like to meet with you. Next Friday at 8:30 PM come here,” the man handed you a slip of paper with a location on it as you examined it.
“But what is this?” You asked with caution knowing to be wary.
“It’s an address to a location I’d like to meet you at, cutie. I want to get to know my son’s girlfriend.” He gave you a small yet dark smirk before walking off.
A/N I DO WRITING COMMISSIONS NOW!! PM me for more info.
Happy New Year everyone! Should I make a part two? I have no clue, but if anyone wants one let me know and we can include Toji. This was so fun to write so I really hope someone likes it. Let me know if you liked it, please be nice :”). Comments are appreciated. 💞 ♡ If you want more please tell me and check my AO3 out.
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.”
kuroo: first love / late spring
“so, please, hurry leave me, i can’t breathe
please don’t say you love me.”
there’s nothing left to salvage in your relationship with kuroo. he’s too busy and you’re always alone. you know you both still love eachother, but it’s hard to be in a relationship with someone you barely communicate with. it would be a different story if he were able to talk to you through text, but it seems he’s not able to do that either. you spend your nights alone, with a bed half used as kuroo barely seems to step foot into your apartment. it’s as if you live alone, you practically do. you eat your meals alone, always shooting kuroo a quick text, reminding him to eat. it would remain on delivered but it’s the thought that counts right? you hated the idea, but maybe it was for the best that you two separated. when the time came, you couldn’t even look back at him, you didn’t want to run back to him again. the relationship just wasn’t the same. what was that saying again, right people, wrong time?
suna: i bet on losing dogs
“i bet on losing dogs,
i’d always want you and i’m fine when you’re fine..”
suna doesn’t love you, you know this is a fact. but it doesn’t stop you from loving him. relationships are suppose to be a give and take, but all he ever does is take and all you ever do is give. even when suna comes home smelling like another, you don’t mind because it’s you he sleeps with. he doesn’t share the same look in his eyes when he looks at them, but that’s alright, it’s you he lives with after all. you don’t think you could ever let him go, you love him way too much. it’s alright to be selfish, to hell with the saying of letting those you love go. you’ve got suna, and although you know it’s not you suna goes to when he needs someone the most, it’s okay, if suna says he’s fine, then it’s fine. it doesn’t hurt as much when you realize that he hasn’t been on a date with you in months, you’ve learned to accept that he will never make you a top priority. your heads screaming at you to leave, you deserve better. but you can’t, not when your heart has suna’s name permanently tattooed on it.
sugawara: a pearl
“you’re growing tired of me
you love me so hard and i still can’t sleep.”
you said you needed time, but just how long was that? sugawara was getting tired of the constant pushing away you’ve been doing. he tried to be understanding, he really had, but it was just too draining being with someone who was in love with another. he loves you, he tells you that almost everyday, but you just don’t know if you feel the same. it isn’t until he leaves, taking his belongings and his trace of presence with him, that you realize you do. you love him, so much. you loved the temple kisses you’d receive every morning as a greeting, you loved the dates he’d set up, and you loved his words of affirmation. you miss him more than anything, but it’s too late. you were far too busy looking back in the past to appreciate your present and that’s on you. unfortunately, the consequences might be too much to bare.
tsukishima: why didn’t you stop me?
“i know i ended it but, why won’t you chase after me?
you know me better than i do, so why didn’t you stop me?”
when you left tsukishima at the restaurant, you expected him to chase after you, to tell you that you’re wrong, he still loves you. but he didn’t. you didn’t hear the sound of feet running in the rain behind you, you didn’t hear his frustrated voice calling for you to stop, and you most certainly didn’t hear him tell you that you’re wrong. you sit on the pavement, only a few miles from the place tsukishima is currently sitting at, probably on his phone. pulling your knees to your chest for warmth, you pull out your phone to call an uber as it’s obvious that he won’t come for you. your tears subside your vision as you attempt to press a few buttons for a ride. it didn’t make sense to you, why does he seem like a different person?
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