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Jujutsu Kaisen Fanfic Masterlists

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Featuring: Toji, Gojo, Nanami, Choso

🍋 Satoru Gojo

💎 Toji Fushiguro

🍋 Kento Nanami

💎 Choso Kamo

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Gojo Masterlist

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✅ Bark Gojo, Toji, Nanami/GN!Reader

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✅ Bark GN!Reader

✅ But, why? GN!Reader

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✅ These mf trains GN!Reader

✍️🔞 Panties GN!Reader

✅ Slow mornings GN!Reader

🔞 So much GN!Reader

✅ Bark Gojo, Toji, Nanami/GN!Reader

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So much (K.N.)

Synopsis: Brain demanded subby Nanami Tags/Warnings: Nanami/GN!Reader, smut, sub!Nanami, overstimulation, begging, praise, aftercare, comfort,  Word Count: 756

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“Ah! P-please..” Nanami whimpered, eyelashes fluttering as he struggled to keep his eyes on you, your tongue sliding torturously slow around his cock. Your soft chuckle sent vibrations through him and made him shudder, his dick twitching aggressively, pre continuing to leak from the tip in a steady stream. “What’s wrong, pretty boy?” You asked, adjusting your position to kiss down one thigh, then up the other, each movement perfectly measured and planned, the way he usually was. You did nothing quicker than you planned on, deliberately taking longer than necessary just so you could enjoy feeling the way his muscles tensed and relaxed as he restrained himself, just so he could be good for you. “Fuck- please love. Can’t.. Take anymore.” He panted, fists clenching and unclenching in the sheets bunched and ruined beneath him, arms just barely managing to continue propping up as they trembled, desperate to give out. But Nanami had been told to keep his eyes on you, and so he would. “You’re doing so well for me, Kento. Just a little longer.” You assured him, a soothing hand rubbing over his thigh. You gave him a brief pause, just so he could settle a little and centre himself.

“Colour, sweetheart?” You asked, just to be sure he was still okay. Generally you were good at knowing when you needed to stop, but there was no such thing as being too sure. “Green- so green love.” He assured you, hips bucking just a little, the movement so small it was like it had happened against his will. “Good boy.” You whispered against the head of his cock before diving back in, taking him instantly down to the base to resume your torture.

There was something so special about being able to be intimate like this, taking your muscled, proper, powerful sorcerer boyfriend apart until he was shuddering and begging, laid bare for you to see in his entirety, like you could see into his very soul. All you found there was a profound need to be adored, and that was what you planned to do for the rest of your lives.

A single hand trailed up his body until you found his chest, pointer finger and thumb toying with his nipple while you continued sucking his cock slowly, working the head with your tongue, the way you’d learned that he loved, just to make it that little bit harder for him to hold back.

When Nanami whined, fisting the sheets again, elbows finally giving out so he could fall backward and arch his back, digging himself into the mattress, you knew it was time. You changed instantly from the slow movements of your head, the dangerous dragging of your tongue, to take his entire length with each movement of your head, tongue swirling around him to stroke over each vein, fondling his balls with your free hand.

One, two, three, four movements of your head, and he was filling your mouth with a moan so loud it may as well have been yelled. He was trembling when you pulled off, his cum swallowed without a second of hesitation. You stood from where you’d been knelt at the end of the bed and stretched out to rid yourself of the tenseness in your body, then crawled up the bed to sit beside your lover. “You did so well, Kento.” You softly praised, gently lifting his head into your lap so you could play with his hair. He said nothing, but you didn’t expect him to, just allowing him to catch his breath and enjoy the soothing scalp massage you gave him.

Eventually, he softly grunted and shifted to cuddle in closer, face pressed against your stomach. “Need a drink?” You asked, gently nudging him to look up at you. “No. Just need you love.” He replied, and you nodded. The two of you slowly dragged yourselves up to the pillows at the top of the bed and lay down together, Kento’s head resting against your chest, where he found the comfort he wanted after something so intense. He listened to your steady heartbeat, thudding against his ear, and he knew he was safe. He was home.

“So where is it you need to go later did you say?” You asked after a few minutes of silence, continuing to card your fingers through his hair. “Shibuya. But it shouldn’t take long. I’ll be back for dinner.” He replied, words slow, like he was half asleep. You suspected he was. “I’ll make your favourite then.”

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Love, Cook (V.S.)

Synopsis: Sanji knows that today is special, so he’s made something just for you Tags/Warnings: Sanji/F!Reader, no y/n used, fluff, pre-relationship, cooking is Sanji’s love language, unspecified special occasion Word Count: 694 Notes: A short birthday gift for @auxiliarydetective

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Sanji was acting strangely. More strangely than usual, that is, which is to say very unusual. You asked Robin about it, and then Nami, but they simply shrugged - they hadn’t denied what you were seeing, which did make you feel vindicated, but they mcuh like you had no idea what exactly it was that he was doing or what was wrong with him this time.

You were temporarily distracted from your detective mission when Ussop called you over to help him with something, and you were happy to oblige. That took up most of your afternoon, and so by the time you finished helping him out and returned to the girls, Sanji was mostly forgotten. You collapsed down heavily into one of the deck chairs, and the girls laughed, Nami passed you a drink while Robin passed you a book, and the three of you fell into familiar routine, simply sitting on the deck together and enjoying the sunshine.

Dinner rolled around, framed by the sound of Luffy’s complaining and Sanji’s yelling. It wasn’t until you reached the kitchen door that you discovered why. He wasn’t letting anyone in, not even Nami and Robin. He lit up when he saw you, and held out his hand for you to take. Hesitantly, you did.

“My dear, just who I’ve been waiting for. You need to go in first.” He said, then pushed open the door to the kitchen to allow you in, then followed closely behind. Other crew members crowded around the door, complaining about Sanji and each other, all attempting to get in or at least get a view of what was happening. “What’s all this?” You asked when you eyes fell on the table. It was covered in your favourites, from things you sought out on every island to foods you’d mentioned just once in passing. It looked like heaven, and it smelled like home. “I know today is special, so I wanted to honour you in the best way I know how.” Sanji said with a shrug that was too tense to be casual. Like this meant something.

You looked at Sanji for a long moment, unable to find the words to express your gratitude, and admiration. He was nervous, you could see it in the way his hands kept clenching and unclenching, not entirely hidden in the pockets of his trousers, and the way he shuffled from leaning more heavily on one leg, to the other. “Thank you, Sanji. This, I don’t even have the words really. This is really special.” You whispered, turning from him, to the food, then back at the cook once again. He beamed with pride as you looked at him, and a rush of warm, affectionate feelings flooded through you.

The moment was broken by Luffy yelling about meat, and Sanji’s temper flared. He kicked Luffy back out of the kitchen door to stop him from eating everything before you could so much as get a plate. To maintain the safety of everyone on board, you quickly grabbed a little bit of everything onto a plate, and then gave the go ahead for Luffy to create a mess.

As you watched everyone else tuck into the meal, you stood at the side of the room instead, leaning up against the counter to enjoy your plate in some semblance of privacy, the nostalgia for some of your home island favourites and warm gooey feelings about Sanji fighting to be more prominent in your chest. He stepped up beside you once he was sure everyone was satisfied, the ease disappearing from his movements between serving others, and standing beside you. “You really like it?” He asked softly. “I love it. Seriously. Thank you so much, Sanji.” You replied. A single beat passed before you made the impulsive decision to lean over and press a kiss to his cheek. His face warmed and changed colour near immediately, blood starting to drip from his nose. “Of course, mon coeur.” He muttered, dazed. You decided it was best to leave him to process that, so joined the rest of the crew at the table to share in his special gift together.

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✅ Anniversary Prank Penguin/GN!Reader/Shachi

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✅ Anniversary Prank Penguin/GN!Reader/Shachi

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Anniversary Prank (P. & S.)

Writer's month day 1 - restaurant

Synopsis: It's your anniversary, and your boyfriends were left to plan it Tags/Warnings: Shachi/GN!Reader/Penguin, modern AU, fluff, established relationship, date goes a little wrong, but everyone laughs about it Word Count: 1222

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You had mentioned months ago about the new restaurant you wanted to try, knowing that your anniversary was coming up. The boys aren't stupid, they knew well enough that it was a hint, and that you were indirectly asking to go there for a meal as an anniversary date. They noted it down in their shared calendar, planned everything, even bought you a special outfit for the occasion, knowing that the place was a little fancier than the sort of places you frequented.

And they completely forgot to make a reservation. Not their finest moments.

"You know we love you right?" Shachi asked, hanging off one of your arms.

"We didn't forget on purpose." Penguin assured, hanging off the other. You laughed, because the entire situation was so uniquely them that you couldn't do anything else. They'd even bought you new shoes, and gone to the trouble of hiding the entire plan for you for months just so you could be surprised. It wasn't that they didn't care, they showed that through their actions, but they are.. stupid. Unfortunately for you, that is exactly your type.

You leaned over to press a kiss to each of their foreheads, then reached out to grab the outfit they'd picked out for you despite the original plan being ruined.

"I have an idea. Go get ready, same thing you would've worn if things were going to plan." You told them with a little smirk that made the two men look at each other with some mild concern, before shrugging. They could trust you - whether they were trusting that you'd make a fool of them both was another question.

When they emerged, Penguin had to reach out to manually close Shachi's jaw, though both of them were stunned by just how amazing you looked.

"We should dress you more often." Penguin commented, and you rolled your eyes. You couldn't deny that they'd done an amazing job, but if you let them design your entire closet you were fairly sure it would be empty. Followed by some sort of joke about 100% off the price. Yet, you loved them anyway, perhaps because of it.

"If at any point you want to put your tongues back in your mouths, we have somewhere to be." You said, quickly pushing your phone into your pocket, uber already on its way.

"We'll follow you." Shachi confirmed. Stepping up beside you to link his arm with one of yours, then Penguin followed suit. One of the benefits of dating best friends was that they understood each other in a way many people would never understand someone else, and so they did things in sync, perfectly matched, which meant double of the amazing treatment you got. You were incredibly lucky to have them, and you knew it.

That didn't stop you from wanting to embarrass them just a little. So, when the uber pulled up outside of a McDonald's, Shachi had been about to ask the driver if he'd gotten the address wrong when you thanked the man instead and got out. They both followed you without question of course, then watched as the uber drove away.

"Are we walking the rest of the way?" Penguin asked.

"No. We're having fancy McDonald's." You said with a shrug. There was a brief pause before you decided to head inside, whether or not they'd fully processed what was happening. You stepped up to one of the ordering machines, and began to order what you wanted. The boys followed you a short while later, and added their own food to the order, with Shachi tapping his card before anyone else had a chance to do so.

You'd opted to pick up the food from the counter rather than get table service, sending Shachi and Penguin up the stairs to find a table. Mostly so you could make everything just that little bit more silly. When one of the staff asked about your formal dress, you explained the situation to her, and your plan, at which point she winked and simply said 'leave it to me'. So you did.

A few minutes later, she returned with your tray of food, except everything looked just a little neater than usual, like more care was taken to ensure it looked like the promotional photographs. From your small backpack you pulled paper plates and plastic utensils, and between the two of you the tray was set to look like three more sit down restaurant style meals, rather than cheap fast food. You laughed together, taking a long moment to compose yourself. Then, the woman took your plastic glasses you'd brought from home to fill with your drinks of choice. When everything was ready, you thanked her profusely and gave her a small cash tip before heading up the stairs to find your lovers.

You saw them before they saw you, and you found yourself incredibly glad the staff member had suggested propping your phone up on the tray to film their reactions. They looked so handsome in their suits, you just wanted to devour them. You made a mental note to ask about that after dinner.

When they did finally see you, they once again were rendered speechless, mouths hanging open to stare at the entire set up.

"What- what have you done?" Penguin asked, already starting to break down in laughter.

"Are those real cups?" Shachi questioned, pushing himself up over the table to get closer, before promptly leaning just a little too far and falling back down into his chair, just narrowly avoiding hitting his head.

"Well, we were supposed to have a nice meal, so I made this into one." You said casually, as if there was nothing unusual about what you'd done. Like you did this every day.

"It looks so good what did you do to it?" asked Penguin, leaning in to inspect his burger as if it was some sort of alien object.

“One of the staff members asked what was happening, so I explained everything, and she helped me out. Made sure everything looked real nice.” You told them, rounding the table to sit down at the third of four seats around a square table.

“You are insane.”

“And we love you for it.” The three of you laughed together as you carefully shuffled over full paper plates from the tray to the table, not needing to talk to enjoy your time together. You did, however, talk extensively over dinner anyway. You didn’t need to talk, but all of you enjoyed it quite significantly. All three of you drove Law insane with all your talking.

“Happy anniversary, boys.” You said as the three of you began the walk home, eager to walk off just how full you felt after each having an ice cream for dessert.

“Happy anniversary babe.” Shachi replied with a grin, leaning in to gently bump your head with his as a sign of affection.

“Happy anniversary, lover.” Penguin then said, reaching out to pluck a hair from your shoulder, which he promptly attempted to leave on Shachi instead.

“How do we feel about another course at home?” You asked with a small smirk, and when they turned hungry eyes on you, you took off running, laughing loudly as they chased after you, eager to catch you and get home.

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Bucky Masterlist

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🔞 Why Stop? F!Reader, Orgy, Tony/Reader, Steve/Reader, Bucky/Reader, Loki/Reader

✅ All I Want GN!Reader, Loki/Reader, Bucky/Reader, Strange/Reader

✍️🔞 No Strings F!Reader

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200 Followers Event Masterlist

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A masterlist for all the fics written for my 200 followers event

✅ Your Love, For Me Hongo/F!Reader

✅ Nobody Like You Zoro/F!Reader

✅ Feel Bad? Nah Benn/GN!Reader

✅ I need My doctor Law/Mila

✅ See Me Crocodile/GN!Reader

✅ Save Me Law/GN!Reader

✅ I'm The Girl You'd Die For Hina/GN!Reader

✅ Whatever It Takes Dragon/GN!Reader

✅ Captain Trouble Kid/GN!Reader

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✍️🔞 Be My First Peter P/F!Reader

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Hello anon! Hope you're having a lovely timezone

Assuming you're referring to my 500 followers celebration bingo: yes! I may be slow to get to them between writing for August but I'll be taking requests for it until September!

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✅ All I Want GN!Reader, Loki/Reader, Bucky/Reader, Strange/Reader

✍️🔞 Professor Strange F!Reader

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🔞 Hide and Seek GN!Reader

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For requests. Im thinking Hongo x female reader. Prompt being red haired pirates visit a autumn island thats known for their fall festival with an ancient legend of the festival where 2 people truly meant to be together will share gifts at midnight. And Hongo and reader avoid each other to prevent heartbreak if the other finds someone else. And yet somehow they meet at midnight as they mindlessly bought something for the other. Sfw please!

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Autumnal Love

Synopsis: Reader is a red hair pirate and the crew has just landed on a brand new island. They learn about local customs, and find out the day they arrived is the day of an autumn festival that pertains to romance. To avoid heartbreak, Reader and Hongo avoid each other as best as they can, only to be guided together before the end of the night anyway  Tags/Warnings: Hongo/F!Reader, mutual pining, fluff, gift giving, cultural festival, first kiss Word Count: 1801 Read the request here

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If there was one thing you loved about sailing with your crew, it was getting to discover entirely new places, meeting people you would’ve never had the chance to otherwise.

You dashed down the gang plank, sighing as your feet hit solid ground again, then taking in a deep breath of fresh air. The island was an autumnal one, which was refreshing after an uncharacteristic streak of three days of scalding hot weather as you sailed from your previous location. You turned to find Limejuice hanging over the edge of the ship, watching you with a raised brow. “Yeah, very cute. Get your ass up here and help!” He yelled, and reluctantly you did rejoin the crew in the chores associated with docking up for a week, finding your spot in the kitchen beside Lucky as he took stock of the pantry and freezer, noting down things as he told you to.

When you were all freed to explore and enjoy the island, you immediately headed straight into the town to chat with the locals. You hadn’t eaten lunch yet, so that was also on your to do list.

You browsed, spent some time chatting with people and introducing yourself, offering help to those who looked like they might need it (including volunteering your crewmates to help, but they’d learn that later). It was when you finally sat down in a small cafe, near to the counter so you could continue to talk with the elderly woman who seemed to be running the place about her home. “And of course, it’s the fall fling tomorrow.” She said off-handedly, as if that were normal, and you perked up. “The what?” “Oh we have a dance every year on the same day, following the day of love, which is today. It’s a local folk tale, that on this day, you will be drawn to the person you’re meant to be with. Not a lot of people believe in it, but a lot of people pick the day to ask someone out or propose. The dance is a celebration of whatever successes were had the day before.” She patiently explained, sipping at the small cup of tea she’d made for herself. “That’s so sweet.” The briefest flash of your friend’s face passed through your mind, but you ignored that as best you could.

Hongo. You’d been hardcore crushing on him for a while now, but you’d yet to find the courage to say anything about it. You doubted you ever would, after all a ship is a small place and if you confessed and it went wrong, you weren’t sure that you’d manage to keep acting as if everything were normal. So instead you pined from afar, doing your best to be subtle, and continued to be his friend, because that was better than ruining it.

You thanked the woman for the information and gave her a small tip with a wink, then set off to find the others. You passed back through the centre of town after asking someone for directions to the nearest tavern to the docks, and just out of the corner of your eye, glanced a shop you’d managed to miss before. It was small, cozy, and you couldn’t resist the temptation to head inside.

It was a bookstore, the sort of bookstore you only read about in books or see in movies. Small, warm, inviting, with shelves stacked from floor to ceiling, but everything meticulously cleaned and labelled well so you could find what you were looking for. You trailed around the shop with no real goal in mind, dragging your finger over spines as you skimmed over their titles. When a loud thud echoed through the small space, you startled and stopped walking. When someone, presumably the shopkeeper, yelled out that everything was fine, you glanced to see what book you were still gently touching and found some sort of old medical journal. That was exactly the sort of thing Hongo usually tried to find on new islands. He’d be so mad if he found out you’d managed to find it first.

Quickly, you pulled it from the shelf and headed to pay, slipping it into your regular bag rather than one from the shop so you could keep it better hidden. Finally, you continued your journey to the tavern to find your friends.

Shanks caught you along the way and asked if you’d heard about the dance tomorrow, which you confirmed, and he teased and needled you about asking him to the dance, which you were easily able to laugh off given your captain’s usual behaviour. Benn stepped in on Shanks’ other side, tugging him away from you, though all three of you were laughing. He guided Shanks away, back toward the tavern - who knows why he’d decided to leave to begin with - and rather than following you stopped in your tracks. Once again the woman’s story echoed through your mind, and you felt a sharp stabbing into your heart, at the idea that Hongo might decide to attend the dance with some other woman on his arm, a stranger from the island that he could keep just for the night. Rather suddenly, you felt sick, and decided to reroute to the Red Force.

You heard as people began to stumble home, most of them heading either to shower off the night’s activities or straight to bed, none giving you any of their attention. That was how you preferred it really, you didn’t want to talk with any of them about why you’d chosen to just go home rather than joining them as you usually would.

The night became later, and slowly the ship filled again, with the party having moved to the main deck rather than the tavern. Maybe they’d closed early to prepare for the festival tomorrow. You wouldn’t know. It was easy to slip out from your room and across the deck, padding silently over the wooden floor until you met the gangplank, and crossing it with practiced ease to return to solid land. You loved your friends, they were more like family than anything else, but truly you just wanted the peace and quiet.

Out of habit, you’d grabbed your bag and thrown it over your shoulder, the book you’d bought earlier for Hongo still sat inside as if it were a boulder weighing you down. You persisted anyway. It was your feet that guided you, and you trusted them not to steer you wrong. Never had your instincts led you astray, they’d led you to this very moment you existed in, and they’d continue to guide you in the right direction. Or that was what you thought until you bumped into none other than Hongo. He looked pensive, you would imagine that until spotting him, you’d looked much the same. In one of your less proud moments, you stumbled, gasped, and attempted to turn and head in any other direction, only to be spotted because you managed to trip over your own feet. Hongo approached and knelt down to be at eye level, a warm smile gracing his lips. “That was.. Graceful.” He commented, and you groaned, reaching out to shove him, though he didn’t fall onto his ass like you were hoping he would. “Shut up.” “You weren’t out with us tonight, you okay?” He asked then, reaching up to press the back of his hand against your forehead, checking for a temperature. “Yeah. Just felt a little queasy earlier so wanted to rest up in bed. I’m doing better now, figured a walk and some fresh air wouldn’t hurt.” “Definitely. You’re not feeling warm, and you don’t look like you’re about to throw up even though you took quite the tumble, so I’d say you’ve handled yourself well.” He praised, and you felt the warmth as it travelled upward, over your chest and into your cheeks.

Quickly, you turned away and reached into your bag, just for something to do, and found his gift inside. “Oh, I got this for you earlier.” You said, reaching out to hand it to him, though you didn’t look up from inside your bag. You hoped that you could make yourself seem busy enough that Hongo would question it, just while you composed yourself. “You asshole. You must’ve gotten to the shop before me.” Hongo said. His laugh was loud and free, escaping him as if there was nothing that could possibly stop it, and instead of feeling more composed your heart only raced faster. You were so screwed.

“It’s funny you came with that, cause I actually got you something earlier too.” He said, and that was enough to make you turn to face him, watching as he pulled a small box from his pocket. You took it from his hand, even as yours trembled slightly, and when you opened it, you found a simple bracelet, with a single charm embedded in what you assumed was the centre. A stunning glass leaf in a warm orange colour, replicating the leaves on the island. “Hongo this is gorgeous, why would you-” when your eyes darted from the jewellery to his face, you found that it was his turn to be flushed. “Well, a guy was selling them. Gifts for your beloved or whatever he was calling them. Told me about this tradition they have cause of some folk tale. Supposedly, if you gift something to a person on this day of the year, you’re meant to be together, or something like that.” He explained, trailing off toward the end with a vague wave of his hand, as if he was trying to make it mean less. “Hongo-” “I know it’s cheesy, but it’s whatever, just thought you’d like the-” “Stop cutting me off, and just kiss me.” You demanded, in a rogue and uncharacteristic moment of boldness.

There was a moment of silence where nobody said or did anything, then Hongo muttered a soft ‘yeah okay’ and surged forward, knocking you down flat to the ground. He knelt over you, kissing you deeply, as if he’d been desperate to do it. “Shit.” You muttered when the two of you pulled apart, softly panting. “Been wanting to do that for ages.” He mumbled, and that was all it took for you to pull him in for another deep, passionate kiss. So had you. It was easy to get lost in him, lost in the moment, the two gifts that had been purchased somewhere on the floor beside you both. Your arms sat loosely around Hongo’s neck, keeping him close.

“Coward.” You muttered between quick pecks, your deep slow kisses having slowly changed to quick and gentle ones, placed against your lips and all over your face. Hongo chuckled against your lips. “So are you.” “Touche.”

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