BREAKING NEWS: MEN CAN WHIMPER?
Synopsis: Situations where JJK MEN whimper! MDNI 18+
Warnings: Sub!Gojo, Sub!Geto, Sub!Toji, Sub!Choso, Sub!Sukuna, Sub!Nanami
Overstimulation (m receiving), riding, bondage (ribbons), sex toys (vibrator), teasing, orgasm denial, begging, whimpering, crying, humiliation, praise/degradation, multiple orgasms, orgasm control.
WC: 3k
Gojo Satoru 𝜗𝜚
The grip he has on your waist doesn't loosen, in fact it tightens not to get you to keep going like he usually does but to try and stop you.
"agh— sweetheart m-mind slowing down hah?" You only smirk looking down at him with your eyes lidded as your hips keep snapping down onto him riding him like you've got places to be.
"S'ok toruu, you can handle it big boy" cooing you take his face into your hands pressing a soft kiss on his forehead making him groan.
"Keep going and I might jus—" Before he can finish his sentence your hips roll in a certain way making him jolt his grip tightening and eyes squinting his jaw falling slack. "ohh fuck baby s-so good" He can already feel himself coming and you can too.
you speed up and he comes with a loud groan finally he can rest he thought — until you kept up the pace quickening. "Holy shit fuck fuck— baby w-wait fuck wait" He lets his head fall back tapping your hips trying to get you off. You shake your head grinning and then Gojo whimpers he whimpers like a lost puppy and you feel your pace falter a little. "toru.. did you — did you just whimper..?" You ask your pupils dilated and the look in your eyes scares Gojo half to death as he hesitantly nods. You lick a stripe on his neck and that's when you feel your hips bouncing like never before Gojos forced to dig his face into your neck not being able to hold himself back. "Haah— s-so fast b-baby soo good best pussy ever t-thank you fuck fuck cant handle thisss" you rub your clit to his whines nodding at his incoherent words hes spewing. one final strong bounce of your hips and both of you are gone, Gojos thighs shake his nails digging into you as he's cumming deep into your womb while you're squirting all over him.
"mmmm — we should do this again toruu~" You trace little shapes on his chest laying on him and grinning, you peek up and your grin falls into a soft smile seeing him sound asleep.
Geto Suguru 𝜗𝜚
Your boyfriend was so beautiful, his long hair was always so shiny and healthy, his face always clean and smooth and god did he look divine tied up with your pink ribbons against a chair, his cock out begging to be touched, best birthday gift ever.
You smile, approaching your boyfriend bending to your knees so you're at eye level with as he stares at you with a desperate look in his eyes.
"you should see yourself right now suguru, you look delectable" You drag your acrylic nail down his bare defined chest and he smirks up at you.
"Oh? is that so sweetheart, perhaps you should take a bite of me hm?" He purrs and you grin resting your free hand onto his head before slowly and softly dragging it down to grip onto his chin and tilt it upwards.
"Might just have to" Your tongue runs over your lips before you smash them on to his.
"Sugu — I got mph" you moan trying to speak in between the kisses but he really doesn't let up until you pull away. He stares up at you, his lips still chasing yours.
"as I was trying to say.. I got something I wanted to try on you sweetie..." His eyes lighten up with curiosity and excitement. "What is it sweets?" he tilts his head and you get up walking towards a small bag and pulling out a box.
"Are you ready to see sugu?" He nods slowly and you open the box revealing a vibrator. Getos eyes furrow before looking at you."Oh. Are you going to.. use that? on me??" Your sweet smile drops.
"No good?" "No s'not that just — whatever s'fine let's just try it out" It's not that Geto was entirely against using a vibrator on him it's just that Geto knew he was gonna have to prepare himself for a long night. You smile widely.
"YAYY thank u suguu~" You engulf him in a hug, his face pressed against your chest and to that he softly smiles. Who knows maybe you'll have mercy on him? ...
"Fuuuuck — I caant~ no more darling I'm all d-drained gagh-" He whines loudly thrashing around in the chair, the highest level of the vibrator abusing his tip. it was no use his pleads just fueled you to keep going.
"Sugu.. you promised me one more tho-" You look at him through your lashes and Geto swears he can feel a whimper brewing up as he shakes his head.
"I caaant" He's tearing up at this point not shutting up his whines on blast your smirk widening.
"S'ok keep going baby~ almost there mhmmm" You cheer Geto on and his teary eyes find yours. The look in your eyes has him squeezing his shot as his moans grow more and more pathetic.
"Haah — s'to much t-to much gonna fuck explode..." His brows stay furrowed, a look of bliss fully painted on his face and you slide the vibrator up and down his shaft.
"Goood boy..." His cock twitches at that and you don't fail to notice,
"Does someone like it when I call him a good boy? hmm..??" You start sliding the vibrator faster and faster and he swears he's about to meet god. "yesyesyesyes love it so agh m-much love you so hah much" he's straining against the ribbons and regretting agreeing to being tied up as your gift. He tenses before his cum shoots out flying all over you as he screams out.
"MOMMYY FUCK" your eyes blow open wide before smirking and he digs his face into your chest out of embarrasment.
"wow Suguru.. you did s'good for me huh? Give me another one?" You smile innocently and Geto actually sobs at that last question of course how could he say no to his princess on her birthday though? Toji Fushiguro 𝜗𝜚
You’re perched on top of Toji, completely in control, thighs pressed tight around his waist while he’s the one staring up at you like you’re a dream and a curse. He’s panting, trying to keep still, but his big hands flex like he’s dying to grab you.
“Aw, poor baby,” you hum, cupping his face, “too big for your own good, huh?”
Toji groans, clearly trying not to thrust up into you. “You’re so fuckin’ small, I’m gonna break you—”
You tighten around him just to hear him choke on a moan. “Don’t be silly, sweetie,” you whisper, lips curling against his ear, “I’m the one doing the breaking here.”
You roll your hips again and he sighs like he’s trying not to sob. His brows furrow, jaw clenched like he’s holding onto the last threads of control. But his thighs tremble under your hands. His cock twitches inside you.
You grin. He’s already close.
You lean in, pressing your chest against his, so slow and sweet it makes his breath stutter. “Look at you,” you murmur, grinding down just enough to make him twitch. “All those muscles, all that strength... and you’re just lying here. Letting me use you.”
Toji’s eyes flutter shut and his hands grip the sheets like a lifeline.
“F-fuck, I’m tryin’,” he chokes out. “Tryin’ so hard, but—shit—can’t hold back when you’re so—”
“Say it,” you purr, rocking your hips in slow, deep circles. “Say what I am.”
He lets out a sound soft and broken.
“Perfect,” he whispers. “You’re fuckin’ perfect, you feel so good, I—”
You shut him up with a slow drag of your cunt down his cock, your walls fluttering around him as his voice breaks. He gasps, a desperate little whimper catching in his throat. “There it is,” you smile, your voice like honey. “That sound I wanted.”
Toji whimpers again, louder this time, and his whole body tenses under you like he’s about to snap. His face is flushed, slick with sweat, lips parted as he moans helplessly with every motion of your hips.
“You gonna cry for me, big boy?” you tease gently, rubbing your thumb over his cheekbone. “Wanna see you fall apart. Wanna hear how pretty you sound when you’re mine.”
“Yours,” he moans without hesitation, hands still clenched into fists. “Yours, fuck—I can’t, I can’t gonna cum—”
You clench around him and he shouts, hips jerking up involuntarily, eyes squeezing shut.
“No,” you command softly, grabbing his chin and making him look at you. “Ask.”
Toji’s lip trembles. You’ve never seen him like this—wrecked and obedient, so desperate he might lose his mind.
“Please,” he gasps. “Please let me cum, baby—I’ll be good, I’ll do anything, I-I can’t—please”
You hum, so sweet, so cruel.
“Good boy.”
And when you finally let him, when you start riding him like you mean it? He falls apart completely whimpering, moaning, shaking underneath you as he spills into you, cock twitching wildly.You ride it out, watching his eyes roll back, his mouth open in silent shock. And even when he cums, even when he thinks he’s done—he isn’t. Not until you’re finished. Choso Kamo 𝜗𝜚Choso is already breathing heavily beneath you, lips parted in a silent moan as you slide down on him slowly, dragging your nails up his bare chest as his head tips back.
“You okay, baby?” you whisper with a smile, even though you already know the answer. His hands are shaking. His thighs are trembling beneath yours. His whole body is tense from trying not to fuck up into you.
He swallows thickly, nods. “Y-yeah. M’okay.” You roll your hips once just once and Choso whimpers. You tilt your head, grin. “You sure?” His hands grip the sheets like they’re the only thing keeping him grounded.
“Y-yeah, I promise—just... fuck, just don’t stop.” You hum softly, cupping his cheeks in both hands and leaning down, your breath hot on his lips.
“You sound so sweet when you’re like this, y’know that?” You trail your fingers down his chest again, stopping to brush across his nipples—and his whole body jerks.
“A-ah—wait—” he gasps, squirming as you circle one with your thumb. “Sensitive, I—fuck—” You pinch gently and he lets out a high sound, eyes wide and glassy.
“Choso,” you murmur, mouth brushing his, “why’re you acting like you can’t take it when I’ve barely started?” He blushes hard, but he doesn’t look away he never does. He wants you to see him like this. Wants to give himself up completely.
“I can,” he whispers, desperate. “I can take it—just need you, need you to ride me—need you to use me—” You moan softly at how wrecked his voice sounds. You grind down again, this time more purposefully, and he shudders, hips jerking beneath you. His fingers dig into the sheets.
“Oh my god,” he breathes, “I’m gonna cum—please—please let me—”
You stop.
His whole body jerks at the denial, brows pulling together like he might cry.
“Not yet,” you whisper. “want you to wait a little more”
He whimpers again, a shaky, breathless thing that leaves his lips like it snuck out before he could stop it. His chest rises and falls rapidly as you start to move again, slow and deep, grinding your hips just right until his hands are shaking.
“Feels so good,” he gasps, staring up at you like you hung the stars. “I c-can’t think—‘m gonna cum, please let me cum, please—”
You lean down, kiss his cheek, and coo in his ear, “Then cum for me, baby. Be my good boy and let go.” And the second you say it? He breaks.
Choso cries out, clinging to you with trembling hands as he spills inside you, his thighs shaking uncontrollably. His whole body twitches with aftershocks, his head buried in your neck, panting like he’s run a marathon. You’re still moving, still grinding into him, milking him for everything he has.
“Good boy,” you whisper as his whines grow higher, more helpless.
It’s perfect.
Sukuna Ryomen 𝜗𝜚
He hates how good you make him feel.
The King of Curses reduced to this. Chest heaving. Lips bitten red. Fingers curled so tight in the sheets his claws have shredded the fabric. And worst of all? You’re smiling down at him like he’s the pet.
"You’re really gonna cum again?” you murmur sweetly, grinding down on him slow and steady. “Tsk. Didn’t even give me permission yet.” Sukuna bares his teeth at you but it’s all bark. His hips twitch up helplessly. He’s trembling. “F-fuck off,” he growls, trying to hang on to that last shred of dominance.
“You think you control me—?” You cut him off by rolling your hips just right tight, wet, perfect and he chokes on a moan. Loud. Desperate. So unlike him. You lean down, pressing your body over his, hands framing his flushed face.
“I don’t think, baby,” you whisper. “I know.” Sukuna’s tongue flicks out, panting, red eyes darting down to where you’re riding him like you own him which, by now, you kind of do. “You’re fuckin’ lucky I let you do this,” he hisses, voice cracking at the end. “Should tear you apart—should make you beg”
You slam down on him with a sharp snap of your hips and he gasps, eyes rolling back.
“Oh, please,” you scoff. “If you could take control back, you would’ve by now. But look at you.” You trail your fingers down his chest, scratching lightly. “Look at what I’ve turned you into.”
His skin is covered in bite marks. Scratches. Bruises from your fingers. He looks ruined, stretched out and stuffed full of you, whining like a toy wound up too tight.
“F-fuck,” he breathes, “too much—can’t—can’t—!”
“You can,” you purr, rolling your hips slow and deep now, savoring how his thighs tremble under your grip. “You will. Because I said so.”Sukuna’s fangs dig into his lip and his face scrunches up in frustration and humiliation lust. He doesn’t know whether to spit in your face or cry. And then you say it.
“Be a good boy for me.” Something snaps. He gasps, jerks forward, and cums with a half-strangled moan, shaking under you like he’s been shocked. His claws dig into the ruined bedding. His back arches up. He whimpers. You laugh softly.
“Aww. There it is.” Even after he cums, even as he’s still twitching from it you don’t stop. He lets out a wrecked sound, eyes wide with panic.
“N-no—wait, wait—fuck, too much—!”
“Shhh,” you coo, dragging your nails across his stomach as your hips keep moving, chasing your own high now. “You wanted to act like a king, baby. But look at you now. Crying for your queen.”
And the worst part?
He loves it. Nanami Kento 𝜗𝜚
Nanami’s always so composed—so serious. But now, under you, he’s a mess.
His usually steady breath is ragged, chest rising and falling beneath you as you slowly grind down onto him. His grip on the sheets is tight, knuckles pale, and his gaze is torn between pleading with you and still trying to maintain some semblance of control.
“You okay, Nanami?” you tease, keeping your pace slow, just enough to make him twitch but never enough to drive him to the edge. He looks up at you, face flushed, and his lips tremble.
“Please,” he pants, voice tight, “don’t tease me. I can’t—I can’t take it, please.” You hum thoughtfully, leaning forward, your breath hot against his ear.
“You’ve been so good for me, Nanami. I can see how badly you want it.” His body jerks under you as you slow your movements. His eyes squint shut, fists tightening.
“Fuck, please—” He’s begging now, desperate. He’s so proud, so used to being the one in control, but all of that cracks when you smile and lean down to kiss him, slow and deep.
“Shh,” you whisper when you pull away. “You’re doing so well for me, baby. So obedient.” That praise makes him shudder. His breath catches in his throat as you start moving again, this time a little faster just enough to get a strained moan out of him. His head falls back, and his hands fly up to grab your hips needy.
“Please, I’m—I’m so close,” he gasps, eyes wide. “I can’t—don’t make me wait—” You slow down again, watching him twitch beneath you.
“Don’t make you wait?” you tease softly. “But you’ve waited so patiently, haven’t you?” You circle your hips slowly, deliberately, watching Nanami’s face twist with frustration. He’s trying to hold it together, but you can see it—he’s losing it. He needs it so badly.
“God, fuck, don’t tease me like that,” he grits out, chest heaving. “I’ll do anything—please, I just need to—”
You cut him off by leaning down and kissing him, long and slow, pulling back just before he can get too comfortable. His eyes follow you, heavy with need, as his mouth opens again, and the whimper that escapes him is so soft, so broken.
“I’ll let you cum, Nanami,” you say, your voice smooth and sweet. “But not yet. I want to hear you beg for it a little longer.”
His hands shoot out to grab your thighs, holding you in place as his hips push up, desperate for more friction. His body is already trembling from the need, his face red, his voice small.
“Please,” he gasps. “I—I can’t wait anymore, I—please.”
You let him squirm under you for a few more seconds, drawing it out, until finally, you give him the release he’s been begging for. You start to move faster, your hips slapping against his in a steady rhythm, and his body reacts immediately—crying out as his cock twitches and he’s finally spilling into you, his whole body shaking from the force of it.
“That’s it, baby,” you murmur softly, kissing his forehead. “You did so well for me.”
He lets out a broken, desperate sob of relief as he comes down from his high, face buried in the crook of your neck, body still shuddering beneath you.
“Thank you,” he breathes, barely audible. “I’m yours...”
A/N: i have been so busy this week im so sorry about lowkey going ghost lol I hope you guys like this tho!! 😝