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color practice with #satosugu
geto coming over while gojo fucks you
gojo’s hips fucking into yours on his living room couch. the phone in his hand ringing twice before suguru’s familiar voice picks up.
“it’s almost midnight,” he gruffs in annoyance. “what do you want?”
gojo doesn’t answer. and you whimper as he brings the phone to your lips. “let him hear you baby.”
you clench around him hard, stomach fluttering at the thought of suguru hearing you in such a filthy way. but you comply. moans dancing into the microphone as gojo smirked behind you.
and suguru’s line goes dead silent— not even the sound of his breathing on the other line.
gojo chuckled, white strands brushing against your cheek as he peppered kisses onto your neck. “seems like he couldn’t handle your sweet noises baby.”
his lips meet yours, swallowing your cries as you were brought closer and closer to the edge. he hoped that you didn’t hear the lock click open, and the faint sound of the front door opening and closing.
and you didn’t. didn’t see suguru’s tall figure strolling into the room either, visible tent in his pants despite the seriousness plastered on his face.
you felt a dip near your head, your gaze traveling from muscular thighs all the way up to a pair of hunger filled eyes.
your eyes widened, letting out a gasp when suguru’s cold fingers pressed down on your sensitive clit.
“surprise baby.” your boyfriend grinned, his best friend’s fingers rubbing circles on the small bud in rhythm with his thrusts. your toes to curled with a loud cry, your back arching off the sofa as you neared your orgasm.
neither of their eyes leaving your face when your eyes rolled back. your legs shaking around gojo’s waist as your mewls got louder.
“gonna cum for us pretty girl?”
you let out an incoherent babble with a nod, lips parting in a scream as your orgasm washed over you, the remnants of your high coating your boyfriend’s cock.
they waited until you calmed down, your chest rising and falling as you struggled to catch your breath.
“gonna give sugu a taste now right baby?” gojo cooed.
and for suguru finally smiled- comforting yet so sinister and mocking. “yeah baby, gonna give a poor man a taste right?”
jujutsu kaisen if it was good
sleep over!!
,,I’m tired too, can’t we be there for each other?!”
It started as meme recreation and ended as angst. Nothing new
hidden inventory/premature death