Hey sniggy! For the event, can you do commander Law and handmaid reader? She sneaks into his office and tries to seduce him because she wants to see her child? Maybe it’s a little dub-con but that’s up to you ☺️ thank you so much for your hard work and please keep it up!
One Piece x The Handmaid's Tale: Law x female reader
Hey @nonameatallhere!
Thank you so much for participating in my new event! I'm so glad to see so many people liking this idea!
I also was so excited to see a Law request because I simply think that, even if he was a commander in this system, he wouldn't actually believe in these things. Maybe he's just a psycho who saw an opportunity to get more influence but that's just up for speculations anyways 😂
If you're interested in participating as well, here are the rules!
Parining: Commander! Law x female handmaid! reader
Word count: 2.2k
You’re standing nervously in front of the big wooden door, fidgeting with your hands in front of you. Mrs. Trafalgar has long gone to sleep, at least you think so considering the lack of noise that would usually come from her bedroom or the living room whenever she’s awake. You don’t like her; she’s always demeaning towards you and the Martha, thinking of less of you simply because you are a handmaid (against your own free will, of course. But yet again, who really wants to be a handmaid in the first place?).
Commander Trafalgar Law, on the other hand, always leaves you alone unless it’s time for the ritual. You’re always relieved when he finishes quickly but so far, he hasn’t gotten you pregnant yet.
You hesitantly knock at the door; the sound almost not audible but apparently loud enough for him to hear. You hear footsteps from the other side before the door opens a bit and a pair of cold eyes looks down at you. You see the surprise underneath the cold stare upon seeing you, his eyebrow slightly lifted in question.
“Oflaw? What are you doing here?” his deep yet monotone voice lets you shrink at the spot. You don’t dare to look at him directly but rather look at his chest, only seeing his face in your periphery. You swallow hardly before you collect all the courage you have left and start to talk.
“Blessed be, Commander Trafalgar. May I speak with you?” you ask him, trying for your voice not to sound too meek. Law stays silent for a moment, his face not giving away what he is thinking. To your surprise, he opens the door wider and gestures for you to come in before he makes his ways over to the big desk standing opposite the door. You follow him and close the door behind you silently.
“What can I do for you, Oflaw?” he sits down on his chair, folding his hands in front of his chest, his elbows resting on the arm rests. You fold your hands behind your back while slowly coming closer. Your eyes skim your surroundings as you make your way over to him.
“I…I have a favor, Sir.” You start, your stomach tightening at your words ever so slightly. This could go many ways and most of them don’t have a favorable outcome for you. But you simply have to ask him. You’re dying to see your little monkey again.
“A favor?” he asks. “That’s unusual.” He shifts in his chair, now resting his head against his closed fist, his other hand casually lying on the armrest. You look at him briefly and see and amused glint in his eyes but you’re not too sure why he could be amused.
“I know, Sir.” You respond, not elaborating on said ‘favor’. Law waits for you to speak further but when he realizes that your mouth seems to be shut tightly, he sighs in annoyance, the amusement he was feeling earlier not turning sour. “I suppose it can’t be such a huge favor if you can’t open your mouth to ask me in the first place.” He states. You flinch at his words, chewing on the inside of your cheek.
“Commander Trafalgar, I want to see my son.” You almost blurt out, the knot in your stomach growing bigger and bigger, tightening so hard and spreading throughout your whole body until it reaches your throat, making it hard for you to breathe. You’re now looking at the Commander directly, your own eyes wide like a deer’s while his are unimpressed and rather bored at your request. He doesn’t seem surprised at all, as if he’s anticipated it the whole time.
Law sighs once again and slowly shakes his head, his one hand opening the drawer to his desk, fishing a glass and a bottle of alcohol out of it. “You know I can’t do this, Oflaw. This is against the law.” He replies but by his tone you know that he doesn’t actually care about the law. You’ve always been suspicious of him actually believing all this shit in the first place but who are you to question him?
“Please! I need to see him! I haven’t seen him in so long! I won’t interact with him, I just need to know that he’s okay!” you plead, taking a few steps forward until your thighs almost touch the edge of his desk. Your hands are clutched together in front of your chest and you look at him desperately.
Law pours himself a drink before he looks back at you, still unimpressed. “The answer is no, Oflaw. Now, go back to your room.” He orders you before taking a sip of his drink. You want to cry, really but you hold the tears back, taking in a deep breath. He won’t get rid of you so easily. You want to see your son and you will try to do everything in your power to reach your goal.
With a surge of confidence, you grab the glass out of his hand, catching him off guard as he can only watch when you take a sip of the drink yourself. The alcohol burns your mouth and your throat but this is exactly what you need right now. It’s not a lot but just this one sip gives you even more strength to follow through with your plan.
“I hope you’re not pregnant, Oflaw.” Law states dryly, the amusement from before now back in his eyes. You look him straight in the eye while your lips touch the rim of the glass again. You throw your head back quickly, emptying the content completely. With a silent thud you put the glass down, your tongue licking over your lips to taste the rest of the burning liquor on your tongue.
Your hands reach up to remove the white cover from your hair and opening your hair, letting it fall down, framing your face perfectly. “What are you doing?” you hear him ask but you don’t give a response. Instead, slowly open the red dress, letting it slide down your body, revealing your not so flattering underwear.
Law’s eyes stay on your face, not even a little fazed by your sudden action. Has he anticipated this as well?
Trying to shake off the uncertainty, you step out of the dress before you take off your shoes, placing them neatly in front of the desk. When you get up to round the table you’re caught off guard when you see your commander standing next to the desk. When did he get up and how can he be so quiet?
Instinctively, you take a step back, leading to him taking a step forth. Both his hands are casually slipped inside his pockets as he casually makes his way over towards you until he has you cornered against the cold wall. You swallow hard at the close proximity, the heat that is radiating from his body is almost too much.
“You really want to wake sleeping dogs, Oflaw?” he asks, his voice a low murmur, sending shivers down your spine. “Trying to seduce a commander is a crime.” He continues and you can’t help but to wonder if it really is. Maybe if people found out…
“My decision is clear, Oflaw. I will not let you see your son.” His right hand comes up to your face, grabbing your chin not harshly but not gently either. Your heart is beating in your chest, trying to escape your body like a prisoner in his cell. How could you be so stupid? Why did you think you could convince him with a sexual favor? He has been ‘having sex’ with you for the last couple of months and he can do it over and over and over again as long as he wishes!
He leans forward until his lips brush against the shell of your ear, his hot breath tickling your skin. You can hear the silent shuffle of his other hand leaving his pocket and shortly after you feel it press against your lower stomach before it dips inside your granny panties. You gasp in shock and try to wiggle yourself out of this situation but his grip on your chin holds you in place.
When Law’s warm fingers brush over your clit, you take in a sharp breath, mouth slightly agape. A low chuckle is his response as he moves his digits across your folds, feeling how you’re becoming wetter and wetter for him. Your body is reacting on its own, leaving you no room to actively push against him. He’s not going to grant your wish; he’s simply taking advantage of you! For fuck’s sake, stop him, Y/n! your mind screams at you, yelling for you to get the hell out of here but you can’t move.
It’s been too long since someone touched you like this and you didn’t know that your body craved this sort of touch until now. Still, you know it’s wrong; you shouldn’t be doing this in the first place. Desperation led you to this situation and now you have to live with the consequences.
The hand on your chin slowly moves down your throat and to your chest, feeling your soft flesh underneath the undershirt. His big hand starts kneading your breast surprisingly good and you can’t help but lean into his touch. Maybe if you play along he will reconsider and grant your wish. At least that’s what you desperately think.
You can’t hold back the shy moan when two of his digits slip past your wet folds and start pumping inside of you, making wet at lewd sounds while he’s at it. You feel how your knees start to buckle underneath you but his hands keep you up somehow.
Your wild pants and the occasional moan can be heard in the office in contrast to the commander who is dead silent. You wouldn’t even be sure if he was still breathing if it wasn’t for his mouth right next to your ear.
When he curled his fingers inside of you just the right way, a loud moan slipped past your lips and your tightened around his digits, moving your hips against his thrusts. A low growl was his response; a primal and animalistic sound that was rumbled through his chest and resonated in your own body, letting the sweet feeling inside of you increase even more.
This is wrong. This is so wrong and yet it feels so good. You bring your hands up to his chest, feeling the strong muscles underneath his dress shirt. You undo the tie around his neck before your hands start unbuttoning the shirt, revealing a big tattoo which takes you by surprise. Commanders are allowed to have tattoos?
Your hands move down, feeling the abs in his stomach before your reach the waistband of his pants. You bite your lower lip when you take a deep breath through your nose, letting your hand move over the fabric of his pants one time, feeling the big bulge underneath it. A low “fuck” is Law’s response and he adds another finger, now violently pumping into you.
In the heat of the moment, you open his pants swiftly and let your hand disappear inside it. You can feel his hard pubic hair that leads straight to the desired meat between his legs, already hot and heavy in your hand when you close your fingers around it.
You start to awkwardly pump his dick in your hand, spreading the pre-cum that has been gathering at his tip over the whole length. You feel a prominent vein running down his shaft and you trace it with one finger, forcing another “fuck” out of his mouth.
“Damnit!” he hisses when you clench around his fingers, his mouth finding your neck and plastering it with wet and sloppy kisses. He knows he can’t mark you even when the urge is so strong. You whimper at his touch, closing your eyes and enjoying the sweet treatment he’s giving you. How long has it been since a man has made you feel this way? Too long…
With a low grunt Law removes his fingers from your dripping core and he impatiently pulls your panties down, exposing your glistering sex to his hungry eyes. He harshly grabs both your wrists and pulls them up above your head, pinning them against the wall with one hand. Your breath is shaky and you look up at him with lust filled eyes.
His free hand grabs your thigh and pulls it up, his dick lining up with your sex perfectly. You feel how his cock is teasing your clit, making you move against him in response. Law stops in his movement and presses his whole body against you but not entering you yet.
“Good and upright is the Lord. He is kind, merciful and righteous. God cannot be deceived for He knows what’s in your heart. Let no one deceive you with empty words because of such things God’s wrath comes on those who are disobedient.” Law cites, then stops for a moment. He leans in again until his lips are back against your ear.
“Good thing I don’t believe in this bullshit. Makes taking advantage of you way easier anyways…”
Girl, imagine Sukuna when he finds out that his girl is super kinky😌 like they're making out and he's roughly pulling at her hair and she lets a moan slip because she secretly likes pain or he smacks her ass while walking past her, somehow he forgot his strength and the slap was a lot harsher than usual, but then she moans and he's ready to the nasty in an instant😌 honestly, lovemarks, choking, spanking I'm all in for it😂
omfg FINALLY some Sukuna smut😩👌👌👌
you have no idea how long I've been waiting to get to business with him so thank you for this request~ I do hope you enjoy it, hun, 'cause I sure as hell did😏 -mesu.
warnings: not sfw, reader gets penetrated, unsafe intercourse (pls don’t do this), rough, biting, some hair pulling, spanking, is Sukuna a warning himself? 'cause I feel like I have to include him in this..
Ryōmen Sukuna x f!reader
The human body was not compatible with the strength and stamina of a special grade curse. Sukuna had learnt this the hard way. The more powerful he grew, the more cautious he had to be in order not to just break his current partner or plaything, whatever was more accurate. It was no fun tearing his counterpart into shreds within mere seconds after all, and quite unfulfilling to say the least.
At times Sukuna had found someone somewhat more… durable. Not as easily broken. But eventually he had always ruined them. And then, there was you. You were the most precious thing in his life and he really didn’t want to risk losing you. So, he had been holding back this reckless side of his the best he could ever since you were with him. Still, he couldn’t help this certain itch he had whenever you looked at him. He longed to ruin you.
Sukuna snapped back to reality when your hand brushed through his hair. You had just taken a shower and were heading to get dressed, wrapped merely in a towel, when you passed him sitting on the couch. A low growl escaped Sukuna’s throat as he took you in and more out of reflex than anything else his hand found its way to your jiggly arse.
Smack!
Your eyes widened at the impact and your hand reached for your mouth to muffle the sound that unwillingly tried to escape your lips, but it didn’t cover them in time. The lewd moan sounded all but obscene and for a long moment you didn’t dare to move. When you finally gathered the courage to turn to Sukuna nothing of his formerly neutral expression remained.
He looked feral.
“Who would’ve thought that you’re such a bad bad girl, (Y/N),” he smirked when he easily jumped on his feet and took his sweet time to circle around the furniture, when all you could do was take steps back until you could feel the cool wall of your flat behind your back. You knew there was no way to escape what was to follow and the wetness that spread between your folds was the very proof that you didn’t even want to.
“Sukuna..,” you whispered but you shut up instantly when he crashed his hand against the wall beside your head and immediately let it sink into your hair, yanking your head in your nape. You whimpered softly in response and bit your lower lip to suppress another moan when you felt his lips at your neck, sucking on your sensitive skin.
While he was busy marking your neck, his free hand wandered to your hands which desperately held your towel in place. When you denied his first tug on the fabric, Sukuna pulled back to look at you, his lips swiftly being replaced by his other hand which tightened around your neck just enough to make you feel a certain restriction on your airflow.
“Now, for how long were you planning to keep this hidden from me?” Sukuna’s voice was monotone, almost disinterested but the burning in his dark eyes told you otherwise.
“I.. didn’t mean to hi-aahh~” You pressed your eyes shut when you felt his knee against your crotch.
“Didn’t mean to hide that you get off of pain and nasty shit?” Sukuna snorted as he simply ripped the towel away from your body, leaving you bare in front of him, “You’re already soaked and I didn’t even do anything to you… yet.”
The heat rose in your cheeks due to the sudden humiliation and you felt your very own juices slowly leaking down your thighs. You turned your head to the side, trying your best not to have to look at Sukuna but his thumb and index finger relentlessly grabbed your chin and made you face him.
“I will tell you how this is gonna go down, (Y/N),” Sukuna cooed, his eyes piercing into yours, “I will let go of you now and take my place back on the couch.”
Your eyebrows arched upwards in disbelief and a low chuckle escaped Sukuna’s throat, “Don’t look at me like that. You’ll follow me of course, good little girl that you are, and bend over my lap nicely, so I can properly punish you for keeping this juicy little secret of yours from me for so long.”
A shiver ran down your spine as he spoke and you couldn’t help but nod in response. You knew better than to defy this. To defy him.
“Splendid.”
Sukuna brushed an uncharacteristically sweet kiss on your lips and lowered his head to swirl his tongue around each of your nipples shortly before he turned to settle down on the couch. When you didn’t follow suit, he lifted his index finger to motion for you to approach without even granting you another glance and said in a sing-song voice, “You better not make me wait now, doll.”
You nibbled your lip contemplating for a split second before you stepped to Sukuna who patted his thighs for you to bend over, the bulge in his pants more prominent than you had ever seen it before.
As soon as you got into position on his thighs, Sukuna’s hand mercilessly connected to your bare buttock with a loud thud, making you jerk up and moan again which was followed by Sukuna’s own thrilled laughter.
“I adore your voice like that, sweet cheeks!”
You managed to have a peak at Sukuna’s expression that clearly showed how much he was enjoying this, before his hand came down onto your arse again. You huffed at the pain mixing with pleasure and clawed your hands in his thigh when you suddenly felt his fingers circling at your entrance. Sukuna didn’t seem to mind your nails in his flesh.
“My aren’t you soaked and ready for me, (Y/N). Want me badly?”
Before you managed to answer, he smacked your arse again, making you yelp out, “Aahh- Yes! Yes I want you bad, Sukuna!”
You wiggled on his thighs and soon felt his free hand grab your nape like a kitten that couldn’t behave to hold you in place. His fingers slipped into your wet folds cheekily, rubbing against your walls while he leaned down to murmur into your ear, “Let’s see how much of me you can take then, shall we? On your knees and arse up, darlin’.”
A shiver ran down your spine, your body already way too sensitive to his touch. Sukuna waited for you to shakily get on the floor and assume position, legs trembling under your own weight, and then stepped in front of you, calmly taking off his clothes. If not for his intense gaze that gave away his hunger for you, he looked rather unbothered.
Your mouth watered and you swallowed heavily when he took off his underwear, the tip of his large member twitching on sight. A wicked grin emerged on Sukuna’s features, “Bet you’d like to suck me off now, wouldn’t you.”
You lowered your gaze knowing your eyes would betray you and soon felt his hand pat your hair as he positioned himself behind you, grabbing your hips tightly.
“Don’t worry. I’ll let you taste my dick once I’m done with your tight pussy.”
Sukuna barely gave you a moment to comprehend his words, when he already slammed his entire length deeply into you, making you scream at the sudden intrusion. Up until now he had always taken his time to at least let you grow accustomed to his considerable size but now he started moving deep within you almost immediately.
You pressed your palms desperately against the floor, trying your best to hold balance while Sukuna kept thrusting into you at a merciless pace, hitting that sweet spot that only he seemed to know with every other thrust. His size spread you to your very limits and with each thrust you felt more like bursting.
More and more lewd noises escaped your mouth and seemed to motivate Sukuna to add even more strength to his movements, striving to push you to the edge. Just when your arms were about to give in, Sukuna moved his hands from your hips; one to your torso to cup your boob and hold you up at the same time; the other to the sensitive knot between your folds to finally finish you off.
“Cum for me, doll,” Sukuna growled lowly and when you felt his rough thumb brush over your clit the very moment his tip prodded your sweet spot, you did just that, accompanied by a scream of Sukuna’s name that you didn’t quite make out to be yours.
“Fuuuck,” Sukuna moaned as you contracted around him, making him fill you with his sticky seed. He continued to move in you for a couple more thrusts before he smoothly pulled out of you, letting you down on the floor while he spread your buttocks to watch his cum drip out of you while you caught your breath.
“Aren’t you a fine piece of nasty ass, (Y/N),” Sukuna chuckled after a while and carefully pulled you up so you could rest against his broad chest.
You gazed in his eyes and smirked while you let your hand innocently move to his crotch, “Maybe… so about that offer of yours…~”
congrats, besties! could i please get a sfw nanami with 4 (from kiss)? thank you so much and have a nice day!
hello bestie✨
thank you so much for participating and this adorable request🥰
hope you like how it turned out and have a nice day yourself - mesu.
Nanami Kento x reader
Kiss
4. hand
You bit your lips as you inspected your outfit critically once more in your mirror. Tonight was a special occasion after all. The jujutsu schools had arranged for another exchange event which was to be celebrated with a masquerade ball tonight and you were asked to chaperone together with some other jujutsu sorcerers to which you happily agreed albeit you weren’t quite too sure if you were supposed to chaperone the students or their white-haired giant of a teacher.
Shaking your head a little you absentmindedly reached for the white velvet mask that had been sent to you this very morning. By a secret admirer, or so the note it had been accompanied by had promised. You rolled your eyes. You didn’t know who had come up with it but every member of the faculty, students and teachers alike, had received a package with a mask. Your note promised an unforgettable night which was supposed to climax with the reveal of the admirer’s identity which you were quite certain would turn out to be a disastrous pun. It was a cute idea, and you were more than ready for a night of make believe since you hadn’t seen Nanami in what felt like weeks ever since he decided to take a break from jujutsu sorcery.
Once it was almost time for the ball to begin, you grabbed your essentials and hurried off to the venue. As soon as you arrived, you found yourself surrounded by masked people all around. You stepped beside Shoko who was clad in a marvellous gown which was accentuated by the black mask covering her upper face.
“Fancy seeing you here Shoko,” you winked.
“Didn’t expect you to be so punctual, (Y/N),” Shoko replied.
You merely shrugged and took a good look around. Most people had already assembled around the snacks and drinks and the atmosphere was chatty. You took a deep breath and frowned as you didn’t catch sight of the one person you were looking forward to meet. You had especially inquired if he was still invited as a former alumni, but were unsure if he’d even follow the invitation.
Shoko put a hand on your shoulder and shot you a knowing look, “He’ll be here soon enough, not to worry.”
You nodded absentmindedly, took a drink from a waiter, only to down it in a second and put it back.
Shoko sighed beside you and hummed, “Anyway.. how come you’re wearing a white mask? Weren’t they all supposed to be black?”
Before you could reply, the voice that sent chills down your spine every time it reached your ears sounded behind your back, “Oh that’s because I made sure that only the two of us would match tonight.”
“Nanami!” You spun round instantly, eyes widening as you took Nanami in. He was wearing a bespoke white suit which had to be new as you had never seen him in it before. The slightest curl of his lips suggested he was happy to see you again and you noticed that he was indeed wearing the same white velvet mask you were.
You wanted to scream and shout, really anything that would convey the stress and subsequent relief that he had caused you within the last weeks, but you were frozen in place.
You were too perplexed to even respond when Nanami bend down to reach for your hand. brushed a kiss on your hand in greeting, the contact lasting way longer than necessary. It seemed a millennia before Nanami straightened his posture again, seeking your gaze.
“I’m really sorry to let you wait, (Y/N). Let me make it up to you?”
Feeling Shoko gently pressing your arm in encouragement before she turned to leave, you nodded mumbling something about it depending on what he had planned as an apology.
Nanami smiled softly, “Well, why don’t we start with a dance first? Do me the honour?”
Hello!! Please, could you do prompt 6 (kisses) of Kanjuro from One piece with a female reader? Can go nsfw if you want. Thank you!!
hey there darling!
thank you so much for participating! I hope you like the result~ - mesu.
a/n: kind of explicit, so it's under the cut.
Kurozumi Kanjuro x f!reader
Kiss.
6. deep kisses (nsfw)
There weren’t a lot of things that Kanjuro could enjoy in this world, some of which he could only enjoy most of the time, too. There was but one exception. Your lips on his were the most sentient pleasure this life could bestow upon him. He couldn’t get enough of them. Not enough of you. He’d kiss you often, and likely would initiate something further.
And so you found yourself once again, sprawled over a bed which was just drawn for you to enjoy. Kanjuro just put away his paint brush and joined you on his latest creation. It took more seconds for him to reach you and you eagerly pulled him down at his long locks so you could feel his lips on yours once more, making him lose his balance in the process.
Kanjuro almost collapsed on you and smirked against your lips, “Greedy little minx, aren’t you, (Y/N).” His long tongue flicked cheekily over your lip, not quite asking but demanding entrance, which you happily offered. Even if you had already kissed countless times, Kanjuro always made sure to explore your mouth thoroughly.
Your hands wandered aimlessly through his hair, tucking at it when he finally started sucking on your tongue the way you liked it. You whimpered softly against his lips when he let you feel his teeth shortly before he pulled back to suck on your lips.
“Kan.. juro..,” you moaned when he finally allowed your swollen lips a break as he kissed down your neck to your collar bones, leaving tiny marks along the way that you were sure wouldn’t disappear for days.
Suddenly, Kanjuro grabbed you and pinned you down to the bed so he could kneel over you. The hunger in his gaze was undeniable and your breath quickened when you finally felt his hands on your body, roaming to your arse and chest.
It took bare moments for Kanjuro to return to kissing your sensitive neck, by now wandering up your neck again only to finally purr into your ear, “Tell me what you want me to do to you, (Y/N)~”
His wands were already busy pulling your clothes away and you pressed your eyes shut as a shiver ran down your spine when you recalled what he was about to do to you. Your hips rocked up to his uncontrollably, your imagination spinning the sweetest torture Kanjuro could provide for you.
Congrats on your milestone, I'm very proud of you! Hopefully I'm doing this right, but please could I get Gintoki and the prompt touch 1. (handholding) and make it nsfw? Thanks!💕
hey anon, thank you! you know, my fellow admin mesu spends way too much time on Instagram watching reels and when your request came in, she immediately thought of this one here and sent it to me. I loved it and that’s why this drabble starts basically with the scene from this reel - niob
Gintoki x f!reader
Touch
1. hand holding (nsfw)
“Hey (y/n),” you hear Gintoki’s voice as he approaches you. “Can you please do this with your hands?” he asks while showing you his folded hands. You look at him a little bit puzzled, not getting what this is about, but you follow his example and fold your hands. “Ok, now lift one side up,” he tells you as he takes another step towards you. Again, you do as you were told and lift your fingers on one side up. Gintoki puts his hand on the back of your folded hand and interlaces his fingers with yours. He yanks his arm together with yours above your head. The sudden movement makes you lose your balance, and you automatically take a step backwards to prevent yourself from falling. Due to the step backwards, your back is now pressed against the wall behind you while Gintoki towers over you. His face is just a few centimetres away from yours while he holds your hands with his over your head. Everything happened so fast that you need a second to realise the situation you are in: pinned against the wall, Gintoki standing so close that you can feel his breath, arms above you and no chance to escape. You feel heat rising to your cheeks and giggle at Gintoki’s trick to capture you like this. “And now?” you ask playfully with a smile. Gintoki dips his head and places a kiss on your lips. You kiss him back and he presses his whole body weight against you while he lets his free hand wander from your hips up to your chest where he softly cups one of your breasts and squeezes lightly. You moan into his mouth and grind your hips against him, making him groan in response. Eventually, Gintoki releases your hands to place his now free hand on your ass while he carefully bites your lower lip. You wrap your arms around his torso and let them roam over his broad back. His hand lets go of your breast and determinedly wanders down your body ghosting over your clothed clit, the pleasant touch makes you inhale sharply. He starts to draw circles on your clit with his thumb and drags his lips over your jaw up to your ear and purrs, “(y/n),… I want you now.” He takes his hand away from your heat and instead digs his fingers into the flesh of your ass, pressing your hips together, making you feel how hard he is. The pressure on your core makes you dizzy, and a mewl escapes your mouth instead of an answer. He loosens his tight grip, and your eyes meet his hungry gaze. You feel how your juices start to soak your underwear, lick over your lips, and fumble at his belt while he tugs on your clothes impatiently. You manage to open his belt and undo the zipper of his pants while he slips off your undergarments and drags one finger along your slit and pushes inside without a warning. You gasp at the sudden intrusion and feel his finger massaging your inner walls. Just moments later he draws his finger out and quickly tugs down his own pants together with his boxers just enough to release his length. His arms wrap around your waist, and he jolts you up in the air and against the wall. You wrap your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck as he snakes one arm under one of your legs and traps you once again between the wall and himself. You can feel the head of his cock push against your soaked entrance. A deep groan escapes his throat as he pushes inside you. Your nails dig into Gintoki’s scalp and shoulder as he starts to thrust slowly inside you and sucks on the soft skin of your neck. You nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck, moan against his hot skin, and he picks up the pace while his heavy breaths tickle against your ear shell. With every thrust he hits your sweet spot, and you feel your high coming closer. Gintoki’s thrusts get harder, and you feel a light sting where his nails dig deeper into your skin. Your heart pounds rapidly in your chest as you feel intense waves of pleasure wash over you, making you pant loudly and clench around him. Gintoki follows shortly after you and releases his seed deep inside you with a growl. As your muscles slowly relax and your breaths calm down you loosen the grip around Gintoki’s neck, and he carefully lets you down. When your feet touch the floor, you notice how shaky and unsteady you are, but Gintoki keeps holding you by your hips and places a long kiss on your lips.
Hello!! Can I request an imagine of Gojo comforting his s/o after their pet suddenly passed away? This topic is quite heavy and I'd completely understand if you decide not to write it. Thank you in advance if you do write it!! <3
hello sweetheart❤
No worries whatsoever~ I just hope that your pets (if you have any) are fine and that you are doing well✨ I also hope you can enjoy this imagine~- mesu.
warnings: mentions of death and cremation (nothing explicit)
(P/N) is for pet’s name
Gojō Satoru x reader
You were sitting curled up in a ball, trying to make yourself as tiny as possible while you surfed the net for cremation services for your pet. Your tears hadn’t run dry just yet and occasionally a stifled sob could be heard. You hadn’t stopped crying since (P/N) had taken their last breath.
You had texted your boyfriend Gojo about (P/N)’s passing, not trusting your voice enough to struggle through a phone call, but you didn’t really expect him to show up any time soon as he was away on a business trip to take care of some special grade curses and you were here alone. And just like that time continued to pass, or did it? You couldn’t quite tell anymore.
Only when the all too familiar creaking of the bedroom door was heard, you zoomed back into your body. You didn’t have time to turn around before Gojo’s strong arms wrapped around your shaking frame and gently pulled you up into his warm embrace from behind.
“I came as soon as I could.. I’m sorry, (Y/N).”
Gojo’s voice sounded beside your ear and you let your body sink in his hold, desperately clawing your hands into the sleeves of his jacket.
“Gojo… Gojo!... (P/N) is….,” you whispered weakly, more and more tears rolling down your cheeks.
“I know…”
A soft kiss was brushed on the top of your head before you were carefully turned around in his arms. Gojo wasn’t wearing his blindfold and the concern in his eyes was making you struggle to hold his gaze. When you finally broke eye contact, he pulled you flush against his chest and patted your head gently, signalling you that it was okay to let it all out. And you did exactly that.
You didn’t know how long you stood there in the middle of the room, Gojo calmly holding your shaking form while you finally stopped pulling yourself together and just let all the pain and grief that had been building up flood out of your body.
Finally, when you stopped shaking, Gojo brushed another kiss on your forehead before he simply manoeuvred you over to the bed, where he immediately wrapped a blanket around you.
“I’ll be right back with you, will you be okay on your own for a moment?,” Gojo hummed and waited for you to nod once before he disappeared.
No minute passed before you could hear bathwater filling the tub and soon the sizzling of the kettle joined in.
A few moments later Gojo showed up again, a soft smile on his lips, “Now, princess, your mind deserves a rest. I’ve prepared a bath with your favourite essential oils and also a soothing tea.”
You bit your lip and peeked to your laptop anxiously, but before you could say anything, Gojo continued, “I’ll look up the best options for (P/N)’s remains. Of course you decide in the end, but what are these” – he made a dramatic gesture to his cyan orbs – “good for if not saving you the stress of reading through hundreds of pages when you quite clearly need a rest?”
You couldn’t help the reflex that seemed to tug the corner of your lips up a bit. Even if Gojo was as he was, you knew that you could trust him with researching the best method to cope with (P/N)’s loss. He even finished work early for your sake. You were sure you would be hearing about how he went all out and simply obliterated the curses sooner rather than later. (P/N)’s loss was devastating, yes, but at least you were not alone with it.
“If madam would follow me? Everything’s prepared~”
hi!! can i request nsfw takasugi and 1 (kiss) for the event thing?
hi anon, this was so much fun! Thank you for requesting - niob
Takasugi x f!reader
Kiss
1. forehead/on top of the head (nsfw)
Shinsuke is sitting by a window, quietly smoking his pipe, and lost in his thoughts. He has been quite absentmindedly for a while, and you wonder what it is that plaques him right now. But as always, he won’t talk about it. As always, he just ponders about it all by himself, but is not aware that even though you don’t know what it is, it makes you sad and lonely as well.
It’s been too long, you realise. It’s been too long that you two spend time together, if he doesn’t talk then just holding each other close for a while would be enough for you and you approach him to do just that.
Still sitting by the window, Shinsuke hears your footsteps coming closer until they come to a halt right behind him. Two hesitant hands caress softly over his shoulders and then wander to his chest until your arms are wrapped around his torso and he can feel your breath tickling his neck and ear. You consciously take deep and slow breaths to inhale his familiar scent. Shinsuke’s hand traces over your arm while he continues to smoke with the other. After a while he puts his pipe down and he frees himself of your embrace. He shifts around and pulls you towards him so that you sit on his lap while facing him. Without a word he nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck and pulls you into a tight hug. Your hand slowly strokes over his hair, and you shift a little bit to place a long kiss on top of his head. Shinsuke sighs contentedly and you can feel his body slowly relaxing. You hold each other, just enjoying the peaceful closeness for a while.
After a few minutes you feel Shinsuke’s hands slowly wander down your body to your ass and thighs, slightly squeezing there. You quietly giggle into his hair at his advances and let one of your hands start to feel up his side as well. Shinsuke’s lips brushing against the skin of your neck causes a shiver running down your spine before he starts placing kisses there. First gingerly and slowly but soon he starts to suck on your sensitive skin and nibbles hungrily to leave love bites. Your breath quickens and you start to grind your hips against his as your nails dig into his back. Shinsuke groans against your neck while one of his hands cups your breast and starts kneading it. You can feel the bulge between his legs and press eagerly against it with your arching core. “So needy, (y/n)?” Shinsuke chuckles into your ear and slides his hand down to your clothed clit to gently rub his thumb over it. You moan at this most welcomed touch and run your hand over his chest shoving his clothes to the side. “(y/n)…,” Shinsuke huffs into your ear, “you are so wet… I need you right now… take off your clothes!”
