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Over my head (Miguel ‘o ‘Hara x reader)
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¡Feverish sex with re4! Leon!
Pairing: Ex!Leon Kennedy (RE 4) x F.reader
Porn with a plot ,Angst,smut
Word count: 4.6k
Sypnosis.After racoon city you boyfriend Leon Kennedy was not the men he used to be,all the trauma experienced changed him and he’s not the right man for you anymore.The two of you break up, going no contact.Until he texts you 3 years later when he finally got his vacations approved, which ends up with the two of you sharing an apartment , what could go wrong?
Themes:Cohabitation, angsty reunion,longing,nursing back to health,Sex with an ex,Teasing,fingering,tittie and nipple play ,oral(f!receiving ),rough leon if you squint, p in v!,unprotected sex,missionary.
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Leon and you are not doing well; I’d even be a stretch to include both of you in the same sentences. After Raccoon City he was not the gentle carefree boy you had fallen in love with, arguments became constant and differences only made themselves more apparent as the days went by. Resent and impotence possessed his once gentle and hopeful soul, now all the conversations you had with him were filled with sarcasm and unempathetic jokes.All you wanted was your sweet doting boy back, but you knew it was selfish to ask after all he went through. He didn’t want this, didn’t choose it and you knew he’d do anything to become that rookie cop that he once was, he hated himself even more than you did.
So inevitably the two of you fell apart, neither of you tried to object it, both felt that it was for the best, but that didn’t take away from the fact that when he finally had the courage to end it you felt as if water drowned every pocket of your lungs, rising to your esophagus, clouding your sense in a suffocating manner until this heinous liquid finally escaped from the brims of your eyes. You nonchalantly agreed trying to keep a sliver of your pride, but in reality something died inside you that day; the shared innocence you guys shared finally expired, connection eliminated.
3 years passed by, you remained as single as ever raising your standards every time a stupid suitor disappointed you, you deserved better. Still, that burned a hole in you, everytime you talked to someone new you couldn’t help compare them to Leon.
Suitor A wanted your first date to be 50/50, Leon used to spend what little he earned at the academy to buy you your favorite plushies and take you to your favorite restaurants before you even started to date.
Suitor B couldn’t even send you a good morning or a goodnight text, Once you were together Leon used to lull you to sleep by reading you fairytales to fall asleep to on call and of course he never hung up once you realized you were asleep.
Suitor C never complimented you or showed any real interest, while Leon on the other hand would get hard just from hugging you.
Yeah, these damn memories weren’t doing you any favors, maybe they induced those sweet dreams you have once in a while; sleeping in Leon’s firm arms, encapsulated by his warm skin. According to your research, Leon was doing great ,apparently. He got promoted to special agent, transferred to a different city alongside that female colleague that always made you doubt, you were happy for him. Really you were. Why wouldn’t you be?
Nevertheless, you wondered how he could continue life as if nothing happened, as if you were just a small pebble on his road to success- Wait no stop, you’re fine, you’re always fine right? You don’t miss him.
You shake your head to bring you back to reality; there is no reward in pondering the irreconcilable. You continue packing your suitcase, adding the necessities for the beach, you finally decided to treat yourself to a sandy getaway, you more than anybody deserved this. Your trip was in about two weeks, but you were so excited about the idea of leaving your hometown that you couldn’t help yourself packing so far in advance.
After setting your suitcase near your door you plopped yourself on the bed ready for a goodnights sleep. You cuddled your fresh sheets already starting to feel your eyelids weighing you down to slumber until a loud rings chases away any somnolence you possessed. A groan of annoyance escapes your lips as you grab your phone to put it in sleep mode, but as soon as your eyes swoop the screen you let out a loud gasp and drop the phone earning a thunderous thud from the ground.
Leon: Hi there, are you going to be busy towards the end of this month?
Your pupils rake that message on loop as your nerves overload as an erratic bounce can be seen on your chest from the heavy breathing.
You reply instantly.
You: Why do you ask?
Leon: I’m going to be in town in a few weeks so I wanted to know if I could see you. I finally got my vacation approved so before getting to town I’ll be spending a week at the beach.
You raise an eyebrow in doubt.
You: That would be black bolder beach right?
Leon: Which other would it be? You know there’s no other beaches in our state. Ill be getting there in about 2 weeks.
Okay somebody pinch you this had to be a joke.
You stared blankly at the screen in shock.
Leon: Why? You want me to bring you a shell from the beach?
Finally a joke, he’s giving you some grace.
You (unsent): Theres no need for that, Ill be there around that time too.
Your lip was being bit as a coping mechanism for all the emotions executing a military coup in your head. You were going to do something you regretted.
You: Theres no need for that, I’ll be there around that time too. Wanna share an Airbnb? I’ll be travelling alone and id be great if I could save a bit.
Leon: Sure, why not.
˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖
This was not the reunion you imagined, when Leon picked you up from the airport (because how couldn’t he , he’s a gentleman) he was entirely unaffected by your presence, you’d expect him to have some questions regarding how you’ve been these past 3 years but as much as you can tell he hasn’t even glanced at you once on your way to the Airbnb. On the other hand you couldn’t peel your eyes of him even if you tried, he was taller, shoulders got broader, muscle bulked on his arms that only real hard work produced, the baby fat that adorned his face is no where to be seen. Oh dear, and the deep bass his voice acquired made you tremble when he finally opened his mouth to ask if you wanted to change the radio station.
He helped you with your bags and led you to your shared apartment the way a concierge would. The rest of the night you both cohabited in pure silence, you unpacked in your room with the door shut as he took a nap in the living room. After changing into your pajamas, you went into the kitchen to drink some water before bed, there your eyes caught his sleeping form, he was still deep in slumber with a stupid detective movie in the background. You groaned from the nostalgia that sight caused you.
Date nights between the two of you would always end in that same scenario, except for the fact that you would fall asleep first during the first 20 minutes of the movie as Leon adoringly drew circles in your back with the rough calluses of his hand, only to follow you to dream land soon after. The sour thought of knowing you’ll never experience that delight with him again made you shut yourself in your room shortly after getting your cup of water, the least you could do is sleep as soon as possible to avoid any other painful thought.
That was the last you saw of Leon for the next couple of days, you were only roommates after all. So, it was only natural for you two to have separate itineraries. He did mention wanting to see you but maybe he only meant that literally. You went Scooba diving and shopping at the mall and he – well you didn’t really know what he did all you knew is that he’d arrive around 10 pm smelling like liquor.
Today wouldn’t be the exception, you bought some groceries to make dinner at the apartment, you had already gotten sick of eating out and you wanted a homecooked meal, and if you had any leftovers, you’d leave Leon some, sure why not.
When you crossed the door over you examined the apartment only to find it empty, shocker. You put on some pink satin shorts with a matching Cami adorned by black lace. Yes, it was a bit provocative, but you needed the pick me up as your self-esteem was shattered by Mr. Kennedy’s negligence. As soon as you returned to the kitchen you started chopping up some veggies until a door being shut caught your attention. Was it the wind?
As you turned to examine your surroundings Leon walked over from his room with a pillow in his hand, he looked quite pale but still sexy in his lounge wear and messy hair.Your eyebrows raised in surprise you swore he wasn’t home.
He looked at you briefly before tossing the pillow in the kitchen floor right next to your feet before you noticed he laid down on that pillow right next to your figure covering his eyes with his forearm as if the light bothered him.
-“I’m not going to kill any roaches if they crawl on you , you’re on your own buddy.”- You nervously joke from the sudden proximity.
-“Eh, I’ve dealt with worse. Stop picking on me I feel like shit.”- He muttered with difficulty as he shuffled on the ground as if his body ached.
-“You look like shit.” You replied feeling more comfortable knowing you could still hold a conversation with him. Your body hunched down as your palm contacted his forehead, he was burning up.-“You’re hot.”
-“Tell me something I don’t know.”
You rolled your eyes at his response, where was this playful attitude a 2 days ago?
-“You have a fever.”
-“Great, just how I was planning to spend my vacation”
˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖𓍢ִ໋
Leon rests in his airconditioned room where you moved him to with a lot of difficulty, two hours had passed since you had given him enough acetaminophen to knock a bull out but still the fever wouldn’t decrease, you were starting to get really worried as he hyperventilated in his feverish sleep, his temple was soaked in sweat as he tossed and turned. You grabbed a wet cloth you had prepared beforehand and dabbed it on his cheek but as soon as the cloth touched his skin he flinched in discomfort turning his head away.
-“It’s too cold.”-His pink lips complained as he shut his eyes with more strength.
-“Leon, you have a fever of 104 if I don’t reduce it, I’m afraid I’ll be questioned as a suspect for your untimely demise.”
-“Too cold.”- He hissed again when you tried to dab some chilly water on him again. -“Your hands are warm though.”
An idea crossed your mind, what if instead of using a cloth you dipped your hands in the water and dabbed it around his body, this way the warmth from your hands could make the icy water more bearable, you were only doing this for Leon, truly. Like, why would you want to touch his bare shredded body with your palms as he shudders under you like ew am i right?
And it worked like a charm after dabbing your wet hands on his face and chest you were able to reduce the warmth on his body, bringing Mr. Kennedy the relief he needed. It worked so well that Leon even took off his shirt and asked you to continue on his chest and abdomen, his firm and bulging muscles were enough motivation to keep you going. You felt terrible getting hot and bothered over your unconscious ex.
After about an hour or so of your hand work Leon felt comfortable enough to finally slip off the comforter, allowing the fresh air from the room to assist you in relieving his illness. You admired his long legs and the thick lean thighs that squeezed out of his sporty shorts, everything about him was so masculine. Before you could drool anymore somnolence started taking over you, so you took advantage of the situation and curled yourself up beside him at a respectful distance of course, you really needed to rest after caring for Mr.kennedy for so long, your legs grew tired from you running back and forth to the kitchen for water runs.
-“Why’d you stop?”- He blurted out suddenly cutting through the once silent room.
-“I don’t get paid any overtime, plus if you’re healthy enough to nag I’ve done my job correctly.” You answered eyes still shut.
-“I feel my chest heating up again.”
You checked his temperature and he was right.
-“Shit you’re heating up again . I can’t give you anymore meds until a couple of hours.”-You complain sitting up as you’re soaking your hands in the bowl beside you to press on his chest once again, you grab his forearm signaling him to turns towards you so you could apply some water on his back. He obeys you too well, his head is resting on your lap, making his nose touch your belly that’s peeking out of your cropped Cami every time you lean forward to reach his back.
His hot breath on your belly made your stomach turn in a way it hasn’t in years, after you finished patting his wide back you laid back down. Leon slowly backed off to rest his head on the mattress beside your waist. You exhaled in relief until you felt his warm harm start to glide over your stomach.
You bit your lip in uncertain expectation.What was he doing?His hand spread out to feel as much of your skin as possible.Your breast started to rise and fall with your chest as your breathing accelerated. Suddenly a finger shamelessly hooked into the cleavage of your top, letting a single mound escape the confines of your tight shirt, Leon propped himself up on his elbow to scootch up the bed to visualize his newfound treasure from up close.
You weren’t able to mutter out a single protest, you were afraid he might stop, afraid he might comprehend what he was really doing. The view in front of you made your thighs squeeze together in arousal, his blond crown beneath you and his naked shoulders gleamed with the water you had splashed on him previously,
In a blink he put a possessive hand on the back of your waist and moved your body closer to his before using both hands to lower the border of your cleavage enough to free your other breast, he proceeded to take one of them into his battered hands, popping the bud into his mouth.
You squealed and faced away in shame as soon as you felt his tongue swirling around your nipple as he sucked with excessive force, with the other hand he grabbed your remaining breast kneading the flesh in his touch with desperation, like a hungry man whose brain is ordering him to take as much as he desires, just because he can.
His groans of satisfaction causes you to look down, the sight that beholds you makes you loose the last shred of decorum you were holding onto, You open your puffy lips to let out a shameful moan as your eyes meet with Leons sky blue orbs. His stare is fixed on you as his jaw flexes around your breast, trying to take you into his hot mouth. You could only try to hold his gaze as the back of your hand covers your mouth, he promptly switched to the other breast that was red and sensitive from all his forceful manipulation. He spread his tongue out flat against the curves of your boob, suckling and pinching the flesh with his chapped lips.
-“L-Leon you’re sick, you need to rest.”- You warned as the delicious pain he was inflicting on you made you momentarily wake up from your lewd haze. For records sake you needed to remind him of his state for his wellbeing, even if it was only once. Because truth be told you didn’t want to stop.
He didn’t even try to dignify that protest with a reply; he just separated himself from your bruised skin with a pop coming out of his lips. He just grabbed both breasts to juggle them in his palms, staring with upmost concentration on the way your beautiful tits squeezed together , how they shifted under his manipulation, how they were all his to do as he pleased.
-“Fuck, you can’t comprehend how much I missed this.”-Your only reply was the pleased expression painting your face accompanied and by gasps, he started rolling your nipples between his thumb and index finger. Tugging and twisting the sensitive skin to play you like a toy.-“I Feel so much better now, it’s only natural to be grateful and make you feel good right?”
You nod, pleading him to continue with his ministrations, he quickly shifts to hover over you, he grabs both of your delicate wrists in one hand placing them over your head as he tugs down your shorts and panties in one pull.
-“Open.”- Leon ordered when you shut your bare thighs on instinct.
When you finally gave him access he caressed the skin on top of your thigh slowly with his right hand, this gave you a much-needed break of him overwhelming all your senses. But all that glory was short lived as two fingers palped your absurdly wet entrance, gathering the fruit of all of excitement to glide it up from your entrance to your clit.
As soon as he started rubbing your sensitive nub with force the pleasure started to get unbearable, his hold on your wrist only got tighter as you squirmed into the mattress. Out of your drooling mouth there were only cries and squeals escaping.
- “How many guys have you kissed since we broke up?”
Leons question pulled you out of your trance once again, but when you hoisted yourself on both your elbows you saw Leon’s fore arm flexing as his fingers continue drawing torturous forms on your tender folds. He looked out of it as much as you were, but the way his eyes were locked on you, as if you were the only thing that mattered for the moment forced a reply out of you.
-“No one Leon.”
You swore you could see a brief grin possess his face before he finally rewarded you pushing his middle and ring finger inside of you.
-“L-leon aAaah!”- You squealed as you felt your walls tighting around his thick long fingers pushing in and out in an unforgiving pace.-“Yes please yes Leon.Fuck.”-You haven’t felt so full in a while , having his hand pleasure you after so long was taking you on cloud nine.
He pushes his sharp nose into your pubic bone sweeping all the juices on your pussy on his thirsty tongue, he licks all over, placing flat stripes on your clit making your back arch against the bed as you cant help but raise you hips so he can continue devouring you as he scissors your gummy walls. All this pleasure is making your reasoning and willpower disappear. You remembered he matched your freak, but you didn’t remember it was this good. The way he moves and shifts you to the positions he needs you in without even consulting you was making you moan as if you were the only two people in the building.
After being satisfied with the mess he made, he moved his moist lips to your mouth, his blissful kiss tasting of your tangy elixir, he forcefully pushed his warm tongue inside your mouth, forcing you to suck on it as much as you could, fingers still thrashing inside of you indefinitely. As he continued ravishing your lips your hand took the liberty of sliding down his snail trail, soft palm seeking his hard member. Once you passed under his waistband you grasped his firm shaft. Closed hand moving up and down making sure to twist on the sides. His mouth opening in awe of the pleasure your small hand was inflicting on him. Fever only making him as sensitive as ever.
- “Fuck.”- He whispered into your mouth, taking a moment to engulf himself in every one of the sensations you were causing him. Once he recomposed himself, he continued the assault on your blushed lips trying to regain the upper hand.
The mutual masturbation and exchange of saliva was pushing the two of you to the brink of bliss. Both of you let go of any inhibitions just letting your bodies move as they please.
Yet you still wanted more, the painfully delicious way Leon stretched you out made you start pining for more, something that’ll fill you to the brim.
- “Please please please put it in.”-You pleaded pulling apart to look at him with your doe eyes and damp eyelashes. Once that request left your lips his tall form leaped off the bed, Leons now pruned hands started to rummage inside his duffel bag for something, in the meanwhile you admired his athletic form as his back faced you. You always loved how his brawny shoulders contrasted with his slim waist. A blue foiled square appeared on his hand as he turned around before launching himself on you, positioning in missionary. You chuckled internally convincing yourself he bought them to use them with you, you weren’t the only needy one after all, he needed you as much as you needed him. However, the thought of his hoping to get lucky with you on this improvised vacation created an additional giggle in you.
Brute strong arms rested on the sides of your head, distracting you with the grazes of his sweet lips as Leon pushed his shorts and boxers completely off, revealing his erection standing tall, decorated by an enraged crimson mushroom head. You felt excitement ooze out of your entrance at the sight. You thrashed in anticipation. You needed it inside now or you’ll go insane, you yearned to feel all 7.4 of his inches, your need to feel his prominent veins inside of you eliminated any restraint you may have possesed.
Leon’s eyes glanced down through his blonde bangs at the condom on his hand,as he tried to rip it open, you interrupted him.
- “Todays a safe day.”- You admit glancing at him innocently hoping he’ll agree to fuck you raw.
His eyes almost popped out of his skull, his black eyelashes fluttered, clearly set a back from your audaciousness, finally a crude reaction from him. After a rouge blush painted his cheek and ears, he cleared his throat and took a deep breath.
- “Don’t have to tell me twice.”- He said settling the manner in a low-pitched voice, he angled the head of his cock in your entrance. Your pussy swallowed the tip in with difficulty, all that stretching couldn’t make up for 3 years of no use, but don’t worry Leon was going to mold you into him in no time.
-“You’re tight as hell.”-He groaned out as he continued pushing it in. Your walls clamped around him trying to adjust to his girth, you squirm as you breath in manual trying to fit him.
When his length was completely in, he looked at your fucked out expression for any sign of pain but all he perceived were your blown out pupils, tears dancing on the corners of your eyes, mouth beaming in ecstasy. Your excitement only fueled him, without a second thought he started moving without giving you a moment to process any of it.
The head of his cock assaulted your cervix making you scream into his ear, all the nectars inside of you permitted him to keep up his unforgiving pace. The sheer force of his thrusts pushed your head into the wooden headboard, of course you could feel your skull crack little by little, but did you care? Not really.The way Leons six pack shifts and spams as he’s plowing into you makes it all worth it, seeing yourself connected to him as he claimed your insides time and time again.The way your juices glimmered on his pale shaft made your ears buzz in a lewd haze. Your trembling body raised your knees as high as possible, attempting to facilitate a deeper access.
When Mr. Kennedy notices the banging of your head he placed both hands on the top of your head so his knuckles could protect your delicate cranium, with both elbows next to your ears, his head dipped into the crook of your neck, panting hot air on the sensitive flesh. As he finally established a steady rhythm all you could focus on was on the way your sopping cunt cried out as he continuously brushed against your G spot.
You hugged his chest trying to fight the knot getting tighter in your stomach, eyes clenched from the way his cock pushed and pulled on all your nerves. Long nails scratching his back as a result of you trying to withstand the gratification he was gifting you, Leon hissed, too pussy drunk to care about his back. All he cared about was feeling your silky walls milk him and making you splash and cum under him. He knew you were close by the way you’re hiding your face into his collarbone. You looked so cute trying to fight the ecstasy he produced. He started moving his hips faster when your pussy started to clamp down on him. The tension on your lower abdomen finally shattering, your orgasm crashing into you as the euphoria drowned all of your senses.
The way your chest heaved, figure twitching and trembling pushed Leon over the edge as well, teeth biting his bottom lip to silence any moans as he pulled out, shooting white ropes of sticky hot cum on your abdomen, head leaning back as he recovered from the best climax he’s had in a while.
And apparently all the energy he had culminated in that ejaculation because as soon as you sat up he tossed himself at your side, knocking out instantly into slumber.
After that little trick Leon pulled not only did his fever worsen causing him to be bedridden for the rest of his vacation, but he also burdened you into taking care of him. Like the guy spent the last bits of energy he had fucking you right into the mattress, the least you could do is making sure he does not die. Nevertheless, if he still died if would be the best death for which he could hope. He was fairly sure your pussy lips were the gateway o heaven.
˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖𓍢ִ໋❀.ೃ࿔˖
(Authors note (hot tea))
Hi besties I haven’t written in ages, life has gotten in the way but I had the sudden motivation to whip this up for y’all (Me missing my piece of SHIT ex from the grimiest hottest corners of hell,badder than muriatic acid on your face).Anyway I love to write my stories based on real life experiences so this one shot is entirely based on a moment we had this year. The idea came to me when I rewore the pink satin pijama set I wore that night in our Airbnb last night while currently ovulating. BTW, I didn’t include any male oral cause I don’t remember doing so. My man always said the best way to pleasure him was to let him pleasure me #Imissmyeater.I’ve only had to change minor details to fit Leon’s character, add some dialogue in and to exclude unimportant details. So I hope my dear wonderful readers enjoyed this as much as I did in the moment (even though I suffered like HELL afterwards) and if you guys do enjoy lmk because I have other steamy experiences that I think would be nice to share.BtW pls like and comment if u liked this one shot it took me like 30 hours to write Xoxo
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Summary: Life leads you to treacherous roads after deciding to enter the dangerous life you knew well not to follow. Having gojo by your side inviting you deeper and deeper into all that's wrong in the world, inciting you to be selfish and carefree wasn't supposed to be to your liking, so why do you shiver with adrenaline every time he decides to be the devil on your shoulder?
Contents: Mafia boss gojo x secretary reader. (civilian au ig)
- Secret crush Gojo!
- Yandere Gojo
- Tiny ounce of unconsented somnophilia.
- angst.
Gojo being an egocentric bitch! Wealthy gojo! X no nonsense reader.
Warnings: trigger warning if you're not interested in anything mafia like drugs or violence related. The narration of this story is inspired by Latin and Asian mafia.
Wc:1k
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Chapter 5
Upon hearing that sentence, a million scenarios ran through Satoru’s head, yet if someone asked, he couldn’t name a single one. The unexpected nature of that phrase short-circuited his brain. His only defense mechanism was gripping his sweaty hands on his pants as you looked up at him with a helpless gaze he’d never seen before.
He quickly tried to conjure up a joke to avoid presenting himself as a loser.
- “Princess, I think someone would have to try to break my ankles again for me to fit into that tiny bed.”
You scrunched up your eyebrows at his unusual response.
- “Who said I wanted you in my bed? Is the couch not good enough for you?”
When he focused on the direction of your eyes, he noticed a Navy couch of ample size mirroring the bed. With that, his nerves stopped vibrating, and his blood pressure was now stable. With a clearer mind, he started to walk towards your disheveled self.
He reached down and rested his pale hands on his knees at your bedside so he could be at eye level with you. He gazed at every detail before sighing and swiftly rested your hand to flick your forehead with his fingers.
- “And who told you you could boss me around, little lady? My subordinates will start thinking I’ve gone soft and ask me to have a sleepover with them as soon as they get a little fright.”
Your hands react fast with anger and toss a dense pillow at his ear. What does he mean by a little fright? There was nothing little about almost peeing yourself in a foreign alleyway?! You make a mental note of pranking him in the future by saying the tax agency was going to do a surprise audit on his ass.
- “Tough crowd.”- He mumbles, rubbing his head, feigning pain. You feel the fluffy blanket touch your neck as he tucks you in. Before you notice it, the lights are off, and Gojo’s figure seems to be blending with the darkness of the room’s surroundings.
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Satoru’s legs cramped in an uncomfortable position. The spring of the couch was digging into his lower back, and the pattern of the couch was starting to imprint on his right arm, which was squished against the couch's backrest.
Yet the only thing he could focus on was the sound of your deep breaths hitting his eardrums, he was looking for that key moment where your breaths started to get longer, where your exhales could be predicted with a steady beat. That golden hour where you're deep in REM sleep, where your ears don’t pick up the sound of the floorboards creaking, when your body’s so focused on getting that precious rest, that the bed sinking under you feels like a boat at sea in the realm of your dreams. How tranquil and cozy is your slumber, so comfy that the blankets enveloping you have done an excellent job at camouflaging the heat of the large palm of the man that’s lying in bed, face to face with you, as you doze off in a sideways position.
Your boss takes advantage of his hand that’s securely locked around your waist to bring the heat of your abdomens together, once your skin to skin, he makes a swift move to push your knee between his own. Now that he's comfortably lying by your side, his gaze is cold as ice, and not one muscle in his face is betraying a hint of emotion. His orbs are stuck to your features as if blinking were not necessary. His behavior is strangely controlled, breathing mechanically in and out as he uses his free hand to cuddle your face.
As his palm rested on your chubby cheeks, your warmth started to create an ardent sensation on his skin, for this reason he began to trace your features under his thumb, memorizing the lines of your eyebrows as his finger passed by, he passed by the hollow of your eyelid to slide his finger down your nose bridge, by the time he arrived at the tip of your nose his finger fell unto the plumpness of your upper lip.
He clenched his jaw, trying to keep his emotions in check. The nervousness he experienced in front of you while you were awake has now disappeared; he didn’t have to fear your rejection or disgust. The only worry of the moment is that your eyes might flutter awake; things were just better in the calm of the night, where he could pretend you guys were an item instead of just co-workers.
So in this case, he would be a complete idiot if he didn’t take complete advantage of this ideal situation, right? He knows you, knows you hate stupid guys. The last thing he'd like to do is act in a way that would disappoint you in any way. Its decided then, he must act for your sake.
With a Machiavellian grin starting to paint on his face, he started to sketch your lip line with the tip of his fingernail, fascinated with the fleeting redness marked on your face. The idea of a stamp of his on your body made his nerves turn into bubbles. Feeling the scratch on your face, you groaned in your sleep and licked your lips a few times before dozing again. Gojo exhaled after holding his breath for a full minute. He slowly exhaled, recovering from the nauseous feeling of his heart sinking into his balls. The man with the snowy hair made a mental note to exert less pressure the next time he slips into your covers.
As his line of sight returned to your gentle features, your plump lips caught his attention, so shiny and smooth, yet you were perfectly unaware of how delectable you looked. He did the only thing he could do with a head filled with impure thoughts. His large thumb swept over your lips, collecting saliva from every crevice of the skin, slowly toying with the pulpy texture as if you were his own personal play doll. Unfortunately, he realized that if he kept indulging himself in this manner, you'd awaken sooner or later. So, he finalized his mission by rubbing the remaining humidity of his thumb on his own lips. The smile on his face was sickening as his heart thumped a thousand miles an hour, his tongue lapped over his lips as he tasted your flavor.
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A/n: Hello gooners!!!!!
you want more fluff? good, you want more angst? awesome. but, what are you doing to support your favorite writers?
are you reblogging their fics? because likes do nothing. are you leaving comments? are you sending anons with nice things? are you encouraging those blogs to continue writing what you like?
no, you're not, you're hiding behind a screen, complaining and hoping for blogs to write what you want, when you're not even giving support.
Jjk drabbles as things my crush has done to me
Characters: Nanami,Geto,Gojo x reader (civilian university au ig)
Fluff!
Themes: SFW.Dancing!!Acts of service, good and cute things in general , I won’t spill too much to not ruin the story.
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𖤐Gojo <3
There were 2 things that you hated most in the world, the fact that you always wanted to look cute and stairs.
Both of these things were coming back to bite you in the ass right now. You rubbed your heeled boots on the rough ground as you looked up at the 4 flights of stairs that you need to get up to so you could get to class.
You cursed at your vain self for choosing such foot wear, knowing that you had to be at uni the whole day. And if the day couldn’t get any worst, the imposing sun above you started to burn your skin , shining brighter than before.
It was all a mess , the heat , the heavy backpack ,and your soles aching.
As you started to mindlessly complain about the before mentioned pesky problems to your friend and gojo; the tall standing figure looked down at you with a small smile that decorated his scratched face.
He owed his beaten face to the fact that 6 drunks decided to pick a fight with him on his way to the bus stop, he was generally a peaceful guy unless provoked so he just decided to ignore the ordeal ,but one of the drunks got really annoying and started to throw ripped beer cans at him, naturally he wasn’t just gonna tolerate this disrespect ;so he clocked the guy back with the can to his face with all his might.
Fully prepared to fight Gojo had his guard up , but then he noticed all the 6 guys started to pull out pocket daggers he did what was most wise and manly which was to run for the hills.
So to make a long story short home boy was a bit tired and beaten. As you sighed and decided to push through the pain to head up the stairs, he calls your name.
-“If you want I can give you a piggy back ride.”- He suggests as he starts to stretch his arms.
-“Oh don’t worry about it, I wouldn’t want to bother you in your state.”-You said as you returned a shy smile.
-“Don’t worry about it , I’m not as weak as you think.”-He said as he adorns a concerned look on his face.
You look over to your friend who suggested he could carry Gojos backpack as he carried you as his backpack.
-“My backpacks heavy.”- You commented trying to get him to back out.
-“Ok.”
-“You’re serious?.”
-“Dead serious.”
You gave him an untrusting gaze as he turned his back to you and crouched down so you could jump on him.Your backpack was weighing you down so you grabbed on to dear life to his neck in hopes you wouldn’t slide down with every step he took.
-“You’re choking me.”- He grumbles dryly.
All 3 of you bust out in laughter, but mostly your laughter was powered by embarrassment.
He promptly hops to adjust you higher on his back so you both could be more comfortable ,then continues his way up the stairs while making comments on how you feel like a monkey.
Geto <3
Time passed slowly as you and your friend group wait for the next class.
All of you were at the cafeteria but the only ones awake were Geto and you.
To make time pass by faster you decided to tune in on a soccer game he was watching, promptly you became entertained and as soon as he noticed the smallest bit of interest in your eyes ;he started to explain all the plays in the game.
-“If I’m not mistaken, isn’t that guy lewandowski?”-You called out as you pointed to a player on his phone screen.
-“You’re correct, im surprised a geek like you would know a thing or two about soccer.” - He blurted out in a teasing tone as he passed a hand through his long black hair.He always found a thing to tease you about, today it was your guilty pleasure: watching anime.
-“Fuck off, I don’t sit around and watch anime all day. I do productive things, unlike others”-You retorted as you gave him the side eye.-“I’m not totally ignorant, I know some basics.”
He giggled at you as he placed his hand on his cheek so he could lean on the table while looking at you.
-“I don’t believe a word you’re saying, you probably heard him on blue lock or some shit. Time to touch some grass weirdo. Aren’t you embarrassed?.”- He chuckled out with an accusing tone in his brassed tone.
Tired of his shit, you raised your palm to smack him on the head, knowing there was no way you could exit this conversation with a drop of patience left in you.
To your surprise (not) he nonchalantly grabbed your wrist before you could hit him, getting progressively more annoyed you swung your other hand to smack him which he also swiftly catched.He looked at you through his smug black eyes as he watched you struggle to be set loose under his grasp.
Irritated, you started to push your still captive wrist to him in hopes he looses balance and hopefully cracks his skull on the floor or something.
But before you knew it he resisted your attempts with a cocky grin letting you know that your strength didn’t hold a candle to his and that you two could pass the whole afternoon in this playful exchange.
As soon as you hit him with a death glare ,he shut his eyes and laughed as he let go of your wrist.
-“I’m sorry , i didn’t mean anything I said, I’m not being rude,I’m just playing with ya. You just look so cute while your angry, teasing you is inevitable.”-He concludes as he ruffles your hair.”-
Nanami <3
It was Friday night and your parents were out of town , so inviting your friends and drinking cheap whisky with loud music was inevitable.
You found yourself in the kitchen whipping up a cocktail for your friend so he could pass the whisky down easier, while the quiet nanami in front of you gulped down the whiskey pure as if it was water , his Adam’s apples bobbed as he gulped.You we’re entranced by his jawline as he finishes drinking maintaining the most neutral expression.
Ngl it was doing something to you , there was nothing more attractive than a man who could hold his liquor while maintaining a calm conversation.
Soon came your other friend bursting through the kitchen door to chug down the cocktail you just prepared.
-“Do you guys know how to dance, I really want to dance right now.”- yelled out your friend as he started to tune the music up.
So the two of you got up and danced by yourself respectively to the beat of the different genres of music that played.In the meanwhile Nanami sat down and crossed his thick arms as he watched you two make a fool of yourself.
Soon a romantic Latin slow song started playing, truth be told you loved to dance but none of your ex knew how to so you just resigned and learned how to dance by yourself.
As the liquor discarded any embarrassment you may experience, you only focused on the tempo , careful of the moment you marked a step with your hip, the music inebriated your ears and your hips moved to the careful notes of the song. You hugged yourself so you’d have something to do with your arms as you stepped side to side.
You look over to your friend who’s sitting down while extending your arms to them with the hopes they’d maybe considering dancing with you , they just politely decline stating they don’t know how to dance this type of music.
Your eyes glance over to nanami, jokingly making
a :( face at him to then continue dancing by yourself with closed eyelids.
Soon you were once again lost in the beautiful guitar notes until you felt a breeze pass you.
You opened you eyes to see nanami in front of you with both his hands extended to you as a clear invitation to dance.
You have never seen nanami do anything even remotely close to dancing so this comes as a big shock to you.
As you accept his invitation to dance by holding his big, rough hands , you asume you’ll dance at a holy safe distance but to your surprise he finds a way to sneak his legs between yours as he pulls you close by snaking his hands around your waist, your eyes open in awe, since you now understand he means business by dancing the traditional way.
You decided to follow your instincts by wrapping your hands at the base of his neck ( not in a choking way). You rest your head on his shoulder and you let your senses be hypnotized by his cologne.
You feel his hips move like you would your own and your steps start to sync with his. You nervously look around looking for a sign of discomfort due to the proximity of your bodies, but all he seems to care about is holding you close and dancing the night away..
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Context: I think this guy is kinda cute but I’m not invested emotionally to care too much about him and I also think that he’s playing me or he’s just super friendly but I hope you guys enjoy the short stories , I was as truthful as possible except where I describe the guys feelings cause idk what he was think at the moment tbh. But what do you guys think , do you think he may have feelings for me?
A/n: I’ve created these short drabbles in the meanwhile I write the new chapter for the gojo fanfic. Thank u guys so much for your patience love you ♥️ Not spell checked btw I’ll do it tomorrow.
Hello cuties lately I’ve been busy with exam season so I’ll get back to writing as soon as I have the time. Thanks for understanding kisses 🎀🫧🦢🕯
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Not so inspiring am i
Running your fingers through a fresh undercut is godly and you just know mans keeps it neat on the regular 🤤
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Manifesting love and friendship for 2024!!
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Summary: Life leads you to treacherous roads after deciding to enter the dangerous life you knew well not to follow.Having gojo by your side inviting you deeper and deeper into all that’s wrong in the world, inciting you to be selfish and carefree wasn’t supposed to be to your liking, so why do you shiver with adrenaline every time he decides to be the devil on your shoulder?
Contents: Mafia boss gojo x secretary reader.(civilian au ig)
-Secret crush Gojo!
-Yandere Gojo
Gojo being an egocentric bitch! Wealthy gojo! X no nonsense reader.
Warnings: trigger warning if you’re not interested in anything mafia related. The narration of this story is inspired by Latin and Asian mafia. Violence and use of blood!
Wc:1.8k
🏷:@busyreader17 @starlight5cat @xavlyzn
(Idk If I was supposed to tag y’all in the new chapter, sorry if it bothers you but I’m kinda new to this whole fanfic tumblr thing 🙈🫶🏻)
Chapter 4
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As the busy Shanghai nightlife contrasted your gloominess with its vibrant lights and loud people, you allowed your anger to fuel your fast-paced steps to lead you to your destination.
What destination exactly?
Well…
You didn’t know just yet.
Before you could notice you got lost in the beautiful chaos that is this city, a city where you know no one and all you have on yourself is your cellphone. As you stood still thinking about what your next move should be, then you suddenly smiled at yourself as you remembered you somehow managed to lose that long-legged freak about two blocks ago.
That peace is shortly interrupted as you feel a cold finger touch your shoulder from the Back.
-“I Know I have made a mistake and I’ll accept any punishment that doesn’t include you leaving my side. That one is the most unbearable of them all.”-He muttered as he looked down unable to face your distraught expression.-“Plus did you really think you’d lose me after springing some blocks?”- He said as he returned his gaze to yours.-“ I always come back you know. And for you specifically, I’ll even crawl back if it’s necessary.”
To you it sounded like a joke but you would be surprised if you knew what he was capable of doing for your love.
All you could do was give him a disgusted look as you responded.
-“You make me sick, what’s your fucking problem?! You dare to almost put me and jail and then you show up high and mighty begging for forgiveness?? Why should I forgive you? All you’ve caused me are problems and to your discontent, I’m finally done with all of this.”
He showed a displeased expression as he noticed you didn’t care for his sincere apology, but he wasn’t gonna let this slide so he pulled you into an abandoned alleyway with the hopes that you could talk better.
-“Let go of me! I’m not going anywhere with you.”-you blurted out as you smacked his hand away.
-“Please just hear me out, if you're not content with my apology I’ll let you go.”- He lied through his teeth as he showed you his puppy eyes.He was putting his life on the line with this acting gig , he wouldn’t know what to do with himself if you decided to abandon him.
You glare at him in a distrusting matter, but as you recall he’s never been dishonest right up to this moment. So you lower your claws and follow him to where he wants to go.
-“If I’m being honest with you I’m not used to treating normal people like you, I’m used to treating thugs who wouldn’t give a damn if they lost everything in a second. So I could say that I did what I did thinking you wouldn’t care for much for it, now l know it’s not an excuse and I’ll have you know that I take full responsibility for my actions and that I-“
Gojo was interrupted during his speech by a rustle at the entrance of the alleyway.
The next thing you know a beer bottle is being thrown next to your head, you can’t help but scream out and duck to the floor trying to process what just happened, your boss turns as he feels for something under his coat, scanning the area for danger.
As the steps, Drew closer a group of 3 tough -looking guys stomped in, each of them playing with a different weapon in their rough scarred hand. As they targeted the two of you with their eyes the tallest who seemed to be the leader ultimately spoke.
-“Finally I catch you two alone, sorry to break up your lover's quarrel but me and that albino bastard have some business to tend to. So I’ll let a fine lady like yourself leave, but you.”- He spat out as he pointed a flick knife directly at gojo.-“But since this cheating mother fucker doesn’t know how to respect my boss’s territory. I guess I’ll have to teach this preppy son of a bitch some respect.”
You looked up at Gojo for some sort of response but all he did was stare at the offender as if he knew something the other party didn’t. As if this confrontation was an opportunity instead of an inconvenience. An opportunity to let go of all of his pent-up frustration, an opportunity to let all his raw, nasty feelings out after caging them up for a gentleman-like facade for your pretty self.
-“3 against one. Your boss’s a bitch for sending you all to do this.”-Gojo said as he looked around for something, as soon as he found what he was looking for his eyes sparkled. He crouched down and cuffed up his charcoal grey suit up to his elbows revealing a tattoed forearm twisted with black and white thorns.
As the tall figure in front of you grasped a long metal tube; he flexed his veins in the dim night light. In your time meeting him you never thought that he had all that ink under those tailored designed suits.
-“Awww how cute gonna defend your girlfriend? If you feel the odds against you; we’ll let her join, we won’t be too hard on her.”-The offender slurred as he looked at your trembling frame, hugging your knees as if you could hide like a ball.
Cold sweat adorned your forehead as you pondered the chances of getting out of this one alive, you couldn’t yell out for help or call trusty Geto without the gangster knowing. All you could do was pray that Gojo could land a hard punch and that your quivering knees wouldn’t give up on you if you managed to run away.
Next, their leader clenched his sticknife firmly in his hand as he launched forward at Gojo, but to your surprise, your boss swung back the metal stick as if it was a baseball bat that then struck the poor man’s head; his head bounced at impact, the force of the hit forcing his body to slum against the brick wall.
-“Gojo!”-You yelled out in horror with the hopes that all this nightmare and suffering would end in a second.
-“Sorry baby, please turn away. Who hits first; hits hardest.”-Grumbled the icy-eyed man as he looked back at you for a split second he wore the biggest smile on his blood-splattered face.
As soon as they saw their leader down the two henchmen tried to attack Gojo but before they could get close enough your knight in rusted armor whacked the pole against oh the guy's stomach causing him to hit the ground in excruciating pain as he grasped his stomach, next thing you know the other guy has his knees shattered as is now sobbing as he clutches his legs, rolling in pain.
You didn’t want this, this isn’t what you had planned, all you wanted to do was explore the city, but before you could continue to lament yourself as you lay there in shock looking at the agonizing figures before you. The noise of the metal stick hitting the ground interrupts you. Slowly your boss starts to get closer and soon you smell the blood reek on his tux.
Before he could say anything you lunged to hug his built torso as you cried into his chest smearing mascara all over the expensive cloth, he felt his heart flutter at the feeling of having you all on him in a disheveled matter. And as soon as he hugged you back, all the chaos was worth it for him. He would beat up as many guys as necessary just so he could sense your small frame quiver under his touch as you looked for solace in him.
And if you were being honest, you hated to admit it but you felt protected and cared as he combed your hair with his slender fingers. Your cheeks blushes as he planted a chaste kiss on the crown of your head.
Sniffing his cologne mixed with sweat and blood wasn’t all that bad if he continued to Pat you back with one hand as he swaddled your face with the other. Maybe you were taking advantage of the situation but your heart felt full and warm as he coddled you in his arms.
But as if god heard you and punished you for your thoughts he promptly stepped away to look into your teary eyes and say.
-“C'mon princess, we gotta leave this place.”
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It is currently 12 am and you are back at the villa, as you try to comprehend all that just happened, Gojo swipes a warm wet cloth across your face attempting to remove your ruined makeup. The bed sunk under his weight as he carefully tugged your eyelashes under the damp towel to get you as clean as possible as he sat beside you in clean fresh sweat.
Geto stands beside him as the guilt eats him up for not protecting you as he should have.
All he did was run to your rescue as soon as his best friend gave him your location. But in the end, all he felt like was a useless piece of shit, as he stared at your puffy eyes his cell phone rang in his pocket, he then promptly exits the room putting the bowl on the nightstand so he could take the call and not bother you any further.
As your boss notices you start to yawn, he quickly stands up to cover you with a fluffy blanket that is laid at your bed rest.
-“I feel pathetic, You're the one that saved mebut here you are tending to me.”-You mumbled as you looked up at him with doe eyes.
He just grinned and patted your head.
-“I was the one who put you in that mess, so in the end I hope you find forgiveness in your heart for an idiot like me.”- He responded as he scratched his undercut.
You managed to let out a chuckle.
-“You saved my life, I guess we can call it even then.”- Even though it cost you to say that in the end he deserved it. You knew what kind of business you were getting into , and even though he lied to you, he defended you like nobody would. But you still had it crystal clear that is he slipped up again , you would be a goner
His heart melted as those compassionate words left your mouth, he knew he wasn’t worthy of forgiveness. But as you indulged his sins he couldn’t help but love you more than yesterday. He knew he was in debt to you, and it just so happened that he was a man who liked to pay his dues, so he promised to himself that he wouldn’t let anyone including himself hurt you. Even if it meant following you around the world like a shadow, he was willing to make that “sacrifice”.
-“Well after hearing you say that; I guess I can sleep in peace tonight. Goodnight sweet thing.”-He voiced as he rubbed your cheek with his callous thumb.
As he turned to head to the door, your small hand pinched the back of his shirt to his attention. He swiftly turns around and he raises an eyebrow in a playful matter as he waits for you to voice out your need that stopped him from heading to his bedroom.
-“Can you stay here with me tonight? I don’t want to be alone.”
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A/n: omg that was crazy , I tried to write this chapter as realistically as possible since I haven’t been in a gang fight yet but if I am I’ll confirm or deny the readers pov. I hope you guys enjoyed it and if you have any comments or request please let me know it really motivates me to hear back from you guys. Till next week kisses!! 💋🥰♥️ I’ll finish editing the font tomorrow it’s 3am as I’m writing this I’m so sleepy zzzz
Hi cuties I’m currently working on chapter 4 of my gojo story as a valentines gift to u all. Kisses 🥸💋🙈
How many parts have you planned to write so far?
Hello!!! For the moment I have no idea how long the story will be, I don’t have a set list of content for each chapter , I just write till I’m satisfied so I don’t have an idea on how many chapters there will be. All I can tell you is that I’ll try to update the story as fast as possible 🥰🙏🏻
OH MAN IM SO OBESSESSED WITH THIS SERIES 😳😳 THE READER IS SO GIRL CRUSH TBH..show stealer fr idc that gojo n all.. jk I love the Yan gojo.. sexy asf. Baby I like how the romance(??) part is so slow pls keep it that way!! Hope it takes a lot more episodes for reader to fall in love with gojo. Ugh man that was real goooood
Hii! Omg this is my first anonymous comment ajsghwhsgsgshshhe.😎😎😎 First of all thank youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu for your observations regarding the story 🥰🥰, I really try my best to make this story as “unique” as possible ;that’s why I try to make the FL as interesting as I can.
Now talking about gojo…. If I’m honest with you… that man has an unholy grasp on me, to me gojo is really portray able as a yandere so I saw a chance and took it. You really think that if saturo gojo had the world to his feet , he would be a model citizen?? No sir.
I was really worried the readers wouldn’t like the slow burn , since I don’t like to rush things but I’m glad you enjoy my vision. Good things take time xoxo😘
Thanks for tuning in baddie , hope to see more of you in the future 🤧♥️