aali do u think jock!yuuji makes his virgin gf cum on the tip of his cock or like,,,,,,
𖤐๋࣭ — JOCK BF!YUUJI ENTRY #8. just the tip.
about. our favourite jock takes his special girlfriend’s virginity. well…kind of.
warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact! nsfw, smut, virginity loss, just the tip, oral sex (f!receiving), fingering, praise, jock bf!itadori, weird gf + fem!reader.
omg !! i feel like jock bf!yuuji (especially if he’s the more experienced one) is fully aware of his size and how it might cause a little more pain for someone who’s a virgin. the first few times that you have sex, he spends a good portion of time between your thighs, suckling on your clit and fingering you nice and slow so that you’re all wet n stretched out for him.
yuuji makes you cum at least twice that way before he even thinks about bringing his cock into the picture :( he doesn’t want to hurt his pretty baby.
he settles on a pussy job to make you cum once last time before he puts it in. often sliding the length of his girth through your slicked up folds while he watches your face because he knows it probably feels good for you — the gentle thrusts and the way his sticky tip catches on your swollen little clit. sometimes yuuji is a little more calculated, letting it poke at your quivering hole just to see if you can take it, just to hear you mewl.
“‘m gonna put a lil bit in now, okay honey? not much, i know you’re scared. ‘m gonna take good care of you.” sobs, it takes everything for yuuji not to buck his hips and thrust all the way into you after you give him your consent — he keeps it slow, fisting the pillows either side of your head as he grinds his bulbous and red hot cockhead past your entrance. “don’t squeeze down, baby. ease up, you’re a little tense… that’s it. good girl, there we go…” he guides you through it, instructions breathed out warmly against the shell of your ear until you’re oh so full of cockhead n you feel like you could bust again :(
he plays with your clit, spreading your wetness over the pulsating nub in sync with yuuji’s gentle thrusts into your heat — not too hard and not too deep, he just wants you to get used to him inch by inch. you’re in tears when you cum again, but you’ve done so well and itadori can’t help but kiss his praises into your sweaty hairline.
“well done, honey. you did so well for me. next time, we’ll try a little more. yeah?”
so idk if you've heard of the YouTuber FatBrett but he analyzes a lot of games, most recently Elden Ring (which I just watched yesterday), and the way he explains things is very... introspective? Idk if that's the correct word, but he's worth checking out if you're into character/world deepdives 🫡
I haven't! But I enjoy watching lore videos a lot while I'm drawing, so thanks for the rec. Will check it out🫡
aali how do u think jock yuuji makes out with u 👉👈
࣪𖤐๋࣭ — JOCK BF!YUUJI ENTRY #11. makeout sesh.
about. the jock boyfriend convinces his girlfriend that making out is always more fun than studying. m.list ! ִ ࣪𖤐₊ ⊹
warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact! suggestive, nsfw, making out, consensual groping lmao, weird / fem!reader, jock bf!yuuji.
makeouts with jock yuuji never start how you expect them to.
you’ll be doing nothing at all; studying together in your dorm or holding hands in yuuji’s jeep on the way to a meet up or something else just regular and mundane. if it’s studying, for example, you’ll reward yuuji with a kiss — to his forehead, between his eyebrows, his cheeks or the corner of his mouth every time he spends an hour focusing on work.
“what about here?” he’ll say, tapping the fullness of his lips, blinking up at you innocently.
and in response, you’ll barely look up from your laptop and books. “what about there?”
“you’re no fun.” he pouts back, as usual. “c’mere.” makeouts with jock bf!yuuji never start the way you expect them to, but they almost always end the same. this time with him pulling you into his lap, chest to chest and hearts in sync as he lures you into a sweet and simple kiss. “i like it when you kiss me here…” there’s a shift in the stuffy air, yuuji’s dark lashes soft against your features as his eyes flutter and hardly look away from you. from your lips.
if you’re careful enough you can catch the way the corners of his mouth twitch up into a coy smirk for a split second before his large, dominant hand slides up from your waist to the back of your head — pulling you in for more than just a rewarding peck.
yuuji’s tongue is patient when your lips meet again, swiping over them as an ask for entry. the mewl you let out when his pink muscle finally swipes over yours is music to your boyfriend’s ears — he shudders wholly, with his entire body, and tightens his grip on you. lets it slide down to your plush ass, squeezing it hungrily.
you’re close but not close enough, even with your noses nudging and becoming next door neighbours as your lip locks grow more feverish. intense. yuuji fills you with a different kind of heat that builds up, swapping spit with you like he’s pouring molten lava and wrapping it around your internal organs. your lungs burn with every breath between every kiss, you need yuuji as though he’s your oxygen or your air.
“you taste s’good, baby, so fuckin’ good,” he mumbles into your mouth, against your bruised lips — groaning with thanks to the higher power above when you cup his throat with your dainty little hands and squeeze. yuuji’s mind grows hazy, his touch more and more inappropriate (pinching your ass, your tummy, thumbing the skin where your breasts meet your ribs) while his appetite for you becomes ravenous.
“don’t stop,” you sigh, purring at the weight of your boyfriend’s tongue in your mouth. “don’t stop kissin’ me…”
itadori cherishes each and every single one of your kisses, treating them like they’re gold and basking in your reactions to them. your hand around his neck, your whines, your other hand tugging on his air. you want yuuji as much as he wants you. you want his taste, touch, attention.
he wants it all from you too.
it’s only when your chest begins to burn from the lack of air that you unwilling part from your strong boyfriend — sitting back in his lap so that you’re only a breath’s width apart, panting heavily as you recover. “we um…we got a little distracted,” you laugh airily, steadying yourself on yuuji’s broad shoulders. “this is exactly why you don’t get kisses on the lips when we study.”
in the end, all yuuji ever does is smile, linking his fingers with yours happily. “so whaddya say? let’s give up studying ‘n get a little more carried away, yeah?”
making out with yuuji always ends with you being putty in his hands, or perhaps underneath him instead.
thinking abt how u can't ever rly get back @ gojo for anything lmao like "yeah i'll pull his hair n ride his face so hard so he can't breathe that'll show him"" but he just remains as smug as ever – MORE than ever tbh – bc u turn into a crying mess either way and suddenly it's u who can't breathe and ur bouncing on his tongue is all uneven anymore rRAHSG IDK IF THAT MAKES SENSE BUT I HATW HIM!!
while im partial to a whiny desperate satoru gojo… i agree :3
i think satoru will manipulate you into thinking you have control. he’ll let you push him about, straddle him and mess up his hair, leave marks along his neck and milky collarbones. he lets you believe he’ll fall into submission with cute little whines and hopeless whistle tone moans “please baby, please please please. do something, anything.” he’ll cry with you in his lap, bucking your hips down onto his erection.
you think… you’ll make a mess of him. ruin him. shut him up by suffocating him with good pussy and then turn satoru into a blushy mess, with angel white hair matted down to his forehead by a light sweat.
but you’re wrong.
as soon as you lower yourself onto his eager, hot mouth — you’re a goner. your entire body shudders at first contact, satoru’s tongue slippery as it slides through your slick folds to toy with your clit. to make matter worse, the white haired sorcerer can’t help but laugh (mockingly or lovingly, you can’t even tell) against your sopping cunt at the surprised gasp you let out — your resolve quick to crumble to pieces like wet sand on a beach.
blue eyes swirl with mischief, taunting you and satoru’s tongue slipping in and out of your quivering whole sets a teasing pace to match. he eats you out like a man starved and mimics your pathetically desperate expressions even from underneath you. he loves to ruin you, loves how you helplessly buck down on him, chasing the burning desire that twists in your lower tummy.
with satoru’s hands settling on the base of your spine — guiding you up and down on his squirming, thick, pink tongue…you can hardly remember your initial intention to ruin him. all you can think about his how good he feels, how good he sounds slurping on your puffy folds and how hard you’ll cum all for him :( <3
hey aali fun fact 😀😀😀 did u know that face yuuta makes in that panel 😀😀 is also the face he makes when ur bouncing on his cock 🤪😀😀🤪🤪👉👈 (read: yuuta mostly holding u against him as he fucks up into u and hes not sure whether or not hes trying to keep u from humping him or if he wants u closer)
anyways he uses ur spit as lube 🤪💕
grips you real hard
yuuta with his bottom lip wobbling and his brows drawn to the centre of his forehead, he’s holding back tears and sweat is beading in crystal clear droplets against his hairline from the exertion. he didn’t mean to take over, not really, but he couldn’t help it — you just look so sweet trying to keep it together while you bounce on his cock, your sticky clit slapping against his pelvis and the light bush of his pubes as you cover him in your essence.
the way your lips twist into a pout and your warble and wail for him as you use every last ounce of your enters to drag your wet cunt up and down his curved shaft and over his sticky tip. all of it only turned yuuta on more, egged him on, pushed him to make a move and grab at your waist until he left fingerprints and use the strength in his arms to lift you up and down, up and down in tune with his weighty thrusts into your quivering heat.
he nearly loses his shit when your swimming gaze drops to where your bodies join and the pair of you become one. you drool, add to the squelch, and the force behind his pumping hips ramp up — causing the bed to creak and your eyes to roll back and a stream of curses to break free from yuuta’s usually angelic mouth.
“i’m sorry, ‘m sorry,” yuuta cries, lips latching onto your neck whilst his tongue rolls laps over your salty sweet skin. he uses his grip on you to circle your hips in his lap, moaning loud against your flesh. “c-can’t help it, i’m sorry.”
hi aali yeah wheres the sign up form to meet w Mr. Virgin Killer megumi KEHEKDBDH THST CORRUPTION DRABBLE U DID 😮💨😮💨😮💨
BARKBARKBARK because it’s like megumi can smell virgins … takes one look at you and knows you’ve never been fucked within an inch of your life before. he daydreams about it while quite literally sitting across from you, wondering how cute you’ll sound, if you’ll squeal when he slips in for the first time and if you’ll cry when he doesn’t let you cum :(
megumi decides from the moment he finds out you’re a virgin, that he’ll make your first time special :( he’ll eat you out until you’re creaming on his tongue and frothing white from the mix of your arousal and his saliva. he’ll make you cum not once but thrice on his fingers and his mouth just to prep you, even if you don’t need it :( he wants to make you feel so good you’ll only ever be able to get that high from him. he’ll fuck you missionary, hold your pretty face in his hands and press his forehead to yours while his name tastes so sweet on your swollen lips…
