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JJK smut head cannons following the festive season ;)
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Characters: Nanami Kento, Toji Fushiguro, Choso Kamo, Geto Suguru, Gojo Satoru, Higuruma Hiromi, Shoko Ieiri
Tags: Bondage, shibari ropes, little bit of foot kissing, condoms, no condoms, doggy, missionary, oral (fem receiving), restrained movement, slow sex, lingerie, creampie, reader on top for one, experimenting (dildo, vibrator, and more), p in v, reader has female anatomy, 18+, mdni !
A/N at the end pookie
uhh not proofread but i made my friend read it first
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Nanami Kento
“And one more-”
He traces the skin of your calf until his fingers hover right above the bone of your ankle.
“… ah- here.”
Warm and calloused hands wrap the smooth threads of the rope around the underside of your left ankle and carefully bind it up to the knots on your thigh. The red shibari bright against your skin while Kento peers down at the picture book, his knee holding the page open while both of his hands are pre-occupied.
Squirming slightly with limited patience, Kento looks up from his knot and pinches the flesh of your foot.
“Hey there… what’s with this behavior suddenly?” he gently scolds (more so teases).
You purse your lips at the man and huff slightly while throwing your head slightly more on the plush pillow. “Mmmm, how much longer Ken?”
He smiles at you and places a kiss on the flesh of your foot before turning back to the threads in his hand. “Depends how long you decide to keep squirming dear. I’m just following the book you gave me.”
Okay yes, it was your idea. But in your defense, it makes total sense. The man loves to read. He also loves to fuck you. So it wasn’t a long deliberation in the adult section of the book store to buy the “How To” demonstration on Shibari ropes.
But now it’s been 25 minutes of both of you stripped down to nothing except the bright red ribbons that decorate your restrained limbs. Welll… you’re decorated with red string while his bright red tip weeps loooong strands of pre cum onto the silk sheets below— a stain and issue to worry about in the morning.
It takes another excruciating 4 minutes until the rest of you is completely tied up and held still by the soft threads and only seconds before the man is comfortably positioned between your legs. Kento doesn't even look up from your pussy when the book topples to the floor with a thud. He certainly doesn’t look up when the first orgasm leaves your legs twitching against the confines.
No, the man peacefully slips his fingers in and out while his lips suck on your swollen clit and a mixture of saliva and cum pools from your pussy and joins the stains of his own leaking pre on the sheets.
It takes another 30 minutes until he finally stretches you open wider with his own cock. And hours until he unties you.
Gift: How to: Beginner’s Guide to Shibari in the Bedroom
Toji Fushiguro
It was supposed to be a joke. An XL box of condoms you picked up from the pharmacy as a gag gift for Toji and his own lack of child support. What you didn’t expect was for him to take it as a challenge: to finish the entire box in one night and then you’d have to take it raw again. (tbh you’d take it raw anyways but that’s unrelated)
So now here you are, 17 rubbers into a box of 24 with at least one chair broken and sheets covered in a mixture of sweat and cum.
“F-Fuck… boutta make me fill up another-” Toji grumbles behind you, hands so tight on your hips that your GP will ask about the bruises.
Your response is muffled by the pillow as the weight of the man pushes you deeper into the plush.
Truth be told, you haven’t had sex 17 times today; at least 5 of the condoms ‘accidentally tore’ when Toji was either ripping off the foil or sliding it down his shaft. And at least 2 rounds were ‘double layered’. Not that it mattered, you both had the stamina to make your neighbors regret their renting decisions.
Bed frame smacking against the wall with every thrust, the pillow you cushioned between the wooden bars and your neighbor dropped to the floor at least 3 rounds ago.Toji grunts loud by your ear, dripping sweat and a string of profanities while his canines nip at your flesh.
Toes curling and mind going fuzzy, his hips snaps into you a few more times before the rhythm slows and he gives you a quick warning tap before slowly pulling out. Hot cum pooled at the tip of the condom, he pulls the material from his sore cock with a wince before taking a swig from your water bottle on the night stand.
There’s a moment of silence when he passes you the metal tumbler until he shuffles off the bed for a moment and makes his way to the flimsy cardboard box on the floor.
“Got a few more in ‘ya?’’
Gift: Condoms. Lubricated and ribbed.
Choso Kamo
No winter storm is loud enough to drown out all of the sounds leaking from Choso’s bedroom, but that doesn’t stop you from praying the rest of his family doesn’t wake up.
What was supposed to be a nice trip to see the Itadori’s over the new year left you and Choso stranded in the house while one of the worst snowstorms to date roars outside. How many inches were piled up outside while his 8.3 inches were piled up inside you?
The wind roars outside while you lay sleepily on your back and Choso lays beneath your legs eating the mixture of his and your cum from your swollen pussy. You both almost went to bed like it was nothing. Almost.
So many days of keeping each other at an arms length while you played every board game under the sun with his family finally reached a tipping point. The rest of his family was barely in their own rooms before you and Choso were practically clawing each other back into his room.
“You okay?” he says slurred, saliva dripping from his lips.
Mouth open with mindless whimpers escaping your lips, the man takes his time to spit and suck and stir up your insides while you both lay wrapped beneath the covers. How many hours has it been? 3?
You murmur the mix between a moan and hum of approval and tug his hair slightly to reposition his mouth on your clit. He greedily rubs his tongue against it. It’s too cold to leave the bed, but your bodies are burning up in the tent of the duvet.
Wind roaring, snow hitting the panes, and gushes of his fingers knuckle deep make up the sounds of the room. Pulling orgasm after orgasm from you and drinking you dry like an unhuman creature, Choso finally pulls the duvet down just enough for you both to breathe a bit of air.
You tug at the now sweaty and wet chunks of dark hair and push it from his forehead.
The howling outside doesn’t let up and the forecast is calling for another 6 inches of snow overnight but hey, same time tomorrow?
Gift: A new weighted blanket
Geto Suguru
Having raw sex in the safety and comfort of his bedsheets while the rest of the world sleeps is one of Suguru’s favorite ways to take you. Truth be told the man would drop his trousers if you even breathed the hint of making love, but this was his preferred setting.
There’s no wrapping of any kind when it comes to the man leaning over your back and pressing his chest to the flesh of it. Long evenings of nightmares and stress make the feeling of your skin against his own heaven, and there is nowhere else he'd rather be.
A doggy position to most isn’t the most romantic, but it gives Suguru a feeling of control while simultaneously being able to hug your body into his from above. Instead of leaning back and controlling your hips, he folds over to hover your body; he uses one hand to position himself up and the other to palm at your breasts and squeeze the nipples extra hard when you squeak.
It’s hot, and erotic, and his hips don’t let his cock slide too far out before he ruts them back inside; side to side and up and down to press against every little spot rather than focusing on speed.
The cold wind outside is drowned out by the soft whispers and moans you make to one another. Hot humid air that smells of sex twist with the rolling plumes of woodsy incense that illuminate a dark glow as they burn down.
“Love you– haaa you know that?” He murmurs into your ear before bitting down on the flesh of your shoulder.
“Of cour– aaa se”
You bounce forward with his hips and nearly dip from assisting his weight while his balls smack against your body with a shallow plap!
It’ll be at least another hour until you both are satisfied and dehydrated enough to stop, but while he has you like this, completely unwrapped and vulnerable, Suguru’s entire attention and being is focused entirely on you.
Gift: New incense holder
Gojo Satoru
It’s been a few weeks since the holidays passed but that didn’t encourage you or Satoru to put away the decorations at a reasonable time. Nope. Instead, the boxes of lights, streamers, and wrapping paper stayed out loooong past December. It’s also what led to the situation before your eyes.
Instead of just recycling or putting away the last few rolls of paper, Satoru attempted to ‘wrap himself up’ as a cheeky way of presenting you a belated gift. (definitely not because he couldn’t be bothered to properly dispose of it)
“Ah-! Watch it…” he whines beneath you, “that one hurt !”
Pulling piece after piece of transparent tape from his pubes that got stuck in his own charade, the man laying on the bed beneath you squirms.
“Why did you even tape the paper to your bare body in the first place…?” you murmur, pulling off another piece and tearing a few more hairs in the process.
Satoru continues whimpering… and groaning… and squirming until eventually his skin is a bright pink, the follicles have gone numb, and he notices your own thighs twitching.
And he takes the moment, and savors it.
The entire time you sat above him, he allowed it. But now?
The seconds fly by until the roles have swapped and you lay beneath him on actively soaking bedsheets while he pumps in and out and in and out. Tape sticking to the inner flesh of your thighs and leaving a bright red mark every time it attaches and rips off with Satoru’s movements.
Crinkling paper and a slew of huffs escape his lips while he planks over your body in a nice missionary fold. Air steaming with the increased temperature, you lean back into the disheveled pillows in bliss. The sheer force of his body sliding his cock in and out of your swollen pussy creates a mess of your hair as it slides up and down on the pillow.
To be fair, you both probably would’ve found a way to have sex when he was still half wrapped in the paper, but this way results in much fewer papercuts.
Gift: Glue sticks for future wrapping
Higuruma Hiromi
The lace of your bombshell bra tickles the swell of your breasts as gravity pushes them forward and the pace of Hiromi’s hips leave you buckling over the sofa. A new lace set was the gift you surprised him with a few weeks back, and it’s unlocked a new set of kinks you never knew the man had. Fucking you with the lingeries still on.
Now to be fair, the mans loooves seeing you naked. And if he didn’t have to go to work everyday, he would rather lay between your legs than do anything else. But there was just something so hot about seeing you decorated in skimpy, pretty fabric while fucking into your cunt.
“Haaaa, just like that.” Hiromi tilts his head back and takes a hand from your hips to loosen the tie around his neck.
The man came home, saw you in his favorite color and frills and decided to skip the undressing on both your parts. Bent over the sofa and pants barely past his hips, his cock slides in and out without friction as you clench around the length.
Seeing your pussy through the thin fabric and the long frill of the teddy that flowed from the underwire of the slutty push-up bra itched a primal portion of his brain. He could see through it, yet your flesh was still covered? Oh yea, something about just got him riled up.
So panties pulled to the side and your own breasts bouncing in your upturned face, the sofa slides along the wooden floors while his skin slaps against the flesh of your ass.
God, you would have noise complaints later. Furniture sliding and moans can only be explained by so much. And in this situation it was the soaked gusset of your thong pulled halfway across your ass while a hand sneaks from the underwire to squeeze a tit with greed.
Hiromi stays leaning over you for a moment before pulling back and letting his spine arch and allow his hips control the movement.
A long day at work is awful, but coming home to you? All wrapped up in skimpy lace? There’s nothing that makes him come (back) faster.
Gift: Lace teddy set
Roymen Sukuna
On a rare occasion he allows it (and will never admit how much he secretly enjoys it), Sukuna is the one wrapped up beneath you. Well wrapped is more of an understatement… chained is probably better suiting in these cases.
Cheap leather wrist and ankle wraps that attach to stainless steel thin chains secure each of his limbs to the corners of the bed. Sure he could probably escape if he wanted to at any moment given the poor quality of the restraints… but he wouldn’t even dream of it in situations like this.
Squeezing every drop of cum from his cock while you bounce above him. Eyes glazed and blank stuck staring at your tits while his mind fuzzes over in a warm bliss.
Occasionally his arms twitch in over stimulation, to which you sliiiide off with a pop! and give him a few minutes of care and kisses. Peppering his neck, rubbing his chest while his heart races, and wiping the sweat from his brow as he comes back.
The bounce from mind hazy orgasm to ready for the next round is remarkably quick for a man of his size, though you make no complaints as you swing one leg over his hips and sit.
“Ahh shit– haaa” he groans, hair wet and his head thrown back. “Didn’t wanna give ngh me another minute?”
The sarcastic remark is betrayed by the twitch of his muscles and the grin of his pelvis up and into you when the pace even slows down by a fraction. Such a moody and brooding man now lays beneath you, itching and urging for any way possible to get his cock more ensheathed by your cunt.
It’s hot and greedy, and despite his ability to escape at any moment he reasonably wanted to, there’s nothing else Sukuna could’ve wished for this holiday season. Besides of course maybe a vibrator he could control remotely. Maybe next year?
Gift: Beginner’s leather bondage set
Shoko Ieiri
Ok you got scammed. But how were you supposed to know the silk, organic, and lilac bondage ropes you got on a super discounted price would wind up be a fraction of the length actually needed to tie anything up? The moment of realization in the bedroom and moment of reflection of maybe you should’ve checked the delivered package before wrapping it up and slapping a bow has now melted into a different scene.
Sure ropes are nice, but if the idea is to have you immobilized while Ieiri can toy and prod at your cunt, then that is what will happen. So that leaves you sweating in the felt of a blankets that’s been wrapped around your torso a few times.
Arms snug at your sides and legs thrown onto both shoulders of the brunette, Ieiri leans forward and take times to switch between the array toys laid on the bed. Vibrators, dildos, even small whips have graced your skin or were slid inside while you moan and squirm from your confines.
“Oh come onnnn” she taunts and spreads your twitching thighs further apart, “I know you take another.”
Another at this point could be anything. Another finger, another round of lips on your clit, another orgasm; the list continues for a long time.
And while one might think that laying between their partner’s legs and focusing solely on pleasure would be an imbalance, Ieiri doesn’t hide her own satisfaction that comes from it. Any time there’s a gap in the stimulation you can hear the soft moans of her own fingers taking the cum from your own orgasm and stuffing them inside herself.
Sheets soaking in the puddles of sweat and cum, there’s a back and forth to the pleasure she provides you and the view of her own while you come down from a high. Eortic and awestruck, the confines of the felt blanket has provided a highly beneficial situation that you can’t wait to return to.
Gift: $4.99 clearance lilac ropes! Perfect for beginners.
an: tyyyy for your patience with this pookies!! I feel like every week i have a new random life update, and this time i am moving apartments hehe. I've also been scheduling better times to write when i'm not packing up which is fun.
my timeline gets a lil busy in march since i'll be traveling BUT that also means hours on an airplane to write soooo (GL to the person who's gotta sit next to me <3)
love u pookies
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