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[effy-writes]

Choso: don’t waste blood p.2 (smut)

notes: this was short asf so sorry. period fucking, oral receiving and giving, period sex, fingering, almost inappropriate use of tampon

summery: choso wants more

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Mahito wouldn't leave you alone about the little encounter you and Choso had. He was begging you to let him eat you out on your period but you so happily declined.

With the door locked this time, you laid down on the uncomfortable bed, putting pressure onto your stomach. You should've bought painkillers instead but only had enough money to buy tampons and pads.

Your door got knocked on as you irritably yelled out, "Go away Mahito!"

"It's Choso."

Thank god.

With your hand still holding your stomach you unlocked and opened the door to see Choso holding 2 big textbooks.

"Whatcha got there buddy?" You joked about the nickname.

"I got these from the library, it's about the reproductive system." He showed you the books, one titled What Goes On In Women's Reproductive System, and the other What To Expect.

"Choso this one is about pregnancy."

"I know, I'm so curious about both...Can I come in?"

"Uh..sure." You opened the door more.

Choso sat down on the edge of the bed with the two books in his hands, not keeping his eyes off of you as you closed and lock the door again.

You sat down next to him, your body touching his. "Have you read them yet?"

"No, I was wanting to read them with you."

Aw. "Why are you so curious about this stuff anyway? Was it because of last night?"

"Partially. I feel deep emotions on this subject."

You chuckled, "Yeah I can tell."

Choso opened the reproductive book and flipped to a diagram of the inside of a uterus, "What does this mean?"

"A uterus?"

"I know what that is, but what's the process like?" 

Okay, guess we're doing this again. "You see this oval shape? That's an ovary, and those tiny little dots are eggs. During ovulation the ovary spits out the egg and travels through this tube right here called fallopian tubes."

Choso studied the picture and chewed on his bottom lip.

"Are you about to cry again?"

"No!" His voice cracked, in which you continued this weird conversation of explaining this.

"Right...so two things can happen, 1st: the egg doesn't get fertilized by sperm so it just falls out of the uterus and pussy pretty much. If that happens, the uterine lining sheds and that's why we bleed. So the blood is technically our lining of the uterus, and some mixture of actual hemoglobin blood or whatever and—Choso do you have a boner?"

His face immediately got red as he denied.

"It's okay if you do, it's natural...but why does this turn you on?" You were appalled, not necessarily weirded out or judging but...appalled.

Choso shifted in his spot, "I don't know! Just seeing how women can produce life and their baby-making organ releasing blood is...hot? Is that the word for it?"

"I guess, I'm not judging at all so don't feel ashamed."

"I understand, please continue."

Your lips turned upright, "Anyway, sometimes when an egg gets released it can be fertilized by a sperm and I assume you know what that is?"

He nodded, eyes not leaving this diagram.

"So obviously it makes a zygote, and that zygote plants itself onto the uterine lining."

Choso's breath hitched, "So the blood is supposed to hold the embryo? And when it doesn't happen it leaves? Its sole purpose is to hold and protect this life!" His lips trembled as his eyes gotten glossier.

"Don't cry!" You rubbed his back in soothing circles, "It's a natural process! Our bodies were meant for this." Wait until he finds out about abortions.

He slowly nodded in agreement, "What happens next?"

With your hand still rubbing his back you continued, "So that zygote turns into an embryo after a week I think, and then after 2 weeks it turns into a fetus, then 9 months later we pop out a baby." You shifted your hips frontward, lightly hissing in pain.

Choso's head turned to you and tilted it to the side, "You okay?"

"Yeah, just cramps."

You flipped the page and saw a very realistic pussy diagram. Before you quickly turn the page Choso took the book from your hands and stared deeply at it, his cock twitching in his underwear.

"Looks like yours." He mumbled.

"Most pussies look like that, I'm not special." You laughed which was like music to Choso's ears.

"Yours is prettier."

Your face flushed, adjusting your hips once more due to the horniness instead.

"Thanks...ready for the pregnancy book?" You quickly changed the subject.

"Wait-" He flipped to another page titled "Menstruation."

He read the paragraph, getting more details even though you explained it two different times. He laid the book down on his crotch area as his hand slowly reaches in his pants, rubbing his tip without you knowing. His hips buckled in, small, quiet noises escaping.

You were too busy reading the pregnancy book and quickly ripped out the page of miscarriages and abortions.

It wasn't until you hear Choso whimpering with tears welding up in his eyes. Your jaw dropped a bit, reaching over to pick the book off of his lap, seeing his dick being rubbed through his clothes. Choso immediately stopped what he was doing but you insisted he would continue.

Being ridiculed about having periods all your life and all of a sudden a man is obsessed with learning about periods, especially getting turned on by it, which oddly enough turns you on.

You sat on his lap, slowly grinding against his covered, hard cock. "You're turned on, huh?" You teased.

Choso bit his lip, holding onto your hips as you grind his sensitive cock.

These period hormones are really getting to you.

You slid down inbetween his thighs, grabbing the waist band of his pants and underwear before pulling them down. His cock stood straight up, pulsating as precum slowly dripped out.

"What are you doing?" Choso breathed out.

"You'll see." You wrapped your fingers and hand around the base of his dick with little pressure. Oh he was sensitive, almost cumming just by the way you're holding it.

Your tongue licked from the base of his cock slowly all the way up until you reached his tip. You met eyes with him, tongue swirling around the tip, tasting the precum. Choso rolled his shirt up and bit it to hold it up so he could look at that pretty face of yours.

Choso let out a sharp gasp as he felt the warm mouth of yours engulfing the swollen head of his cock. "Mmf!"

Choso's hips bucked involuntarily, trying to push more of his aching length into your mouth. You gagged lightly, sending vibrations against his cock. "S-sorry!"

You didn't want to pull yourself out so you looked up and wink, wanting him to know that it was okay and that you're enjoying this.

Soft, breathy moans spilled from his lips, growing louder as you began to move your head up and down his cock. "Haahh...fuck!" Choso panted, one hand coming up to tangle in your hair.

You felt his cock throbbing and pulsing in your mouth, leaking amounts of precum.

"I'm not sure if I can hold back." Choso warned breathlessly.

You pulled your head up off of his cock with a lewd "pop" noise. You looked at him with hunger, "I'm still bleeding out of my pussy,"

Choso's dick twitched so noticeably, making you snicker.

You stood up and discarded your pants and underwear before laying down beside of Choso, elbows holding you up with your legs hanging off of the bed.

Choso immediately got down in between your thighs, spreading them apart. He licked his lips, tilting his head. "There's a string?"

You leaned all the way up, "Oh shit! I'm sorry I forgot I even had that in there. I thought I was wearing a pad."

He got closer to your pussy, hot breath breathing on it giving you goosebumps. "What is it?"

"A tampon, I can pull it out for you."

"No," He replied, swirling his tongue around the string before biting down on it to get a good grip. You felt the tampon slowly leaving your pussy as he pulled back, until finally it was left hanging out from his mouth and laying it down on the floor.

"Wow," Your jaw dropped, "Fuck you're so hot."

Choso actually felt jealous that the tampon got the blood out for him, but that jealously soon went away the moment he attached himself to your pussy. He ran his tongue along your folds before you begged him to lick your clit.

He gently inserted a finger inside of your dripping cunt, licking and sucking the clit as well. His other hand immediately went to his dick and softly stroked himself to the noises escaping your mouth.

"Mmore," You let out a breathless plea, feeling your pussy tighten around his curled up finger.

Choso responded with a grunt, inserting another finger as he stroked himself a bit faster than before. He moaned against your pussy, about to cum all over his hand.

"Choso I want to fuck so bad," You moaned out, "I need your dick inside of me, please."

Choso's eyes widened, pulling back slightly along with his fingers and looked at your pleading eyes. He didn't deny, he immediately alined his cock near the hole of your pussy.

"Please Choso," You whined, wiggling your pussy against his tip.

He bit his lip, slowly slipping his dick inside your pussy. You hissed a bit as he stretched your walls more than before. Choso had to pause, fighting the urge to cum right then and there.

Choso started to move, pulling his hips back until just the tip remained inside before pushing forward again, creating a deep rhythm, "Am I doing this right?" He groaned.

"Oh fuck...yes of course!"

He smiled a bit, leaning down to capture your lips in a rough kiss. As he thrust deeper and harder, Choso could feel his climax building. He knew he wouldn't last much longer, not with the way your pussy was gripping him so perfectly.As his relentless thrusts grew more urgent and powerful, your pleasure was coming rapidly. Your back arched off the bed, fingers digging into Choso's shoulders as you clung to him desperately

"Ahhh... I'm... I'm going to!" You gasped out, voice breaking off into a loud moan as your orgasm overtook you.

The feeling of your pussy gripping him so tightly was too much for Choso to bear. With a hoarse cry of your name, he slammed into you one final time, burying himself as deep as physically possible as his own climax hit.

Choso's cock jerked and throbbed as it came, painting your insides with thick ropes of his cum. His body shuddered and twitched with the intensity of his orgasm.

He was still buried deep inside your pussy, not wanting to slip out just yet. His chest heaved as he caught his breath, holding you close as the aftershocks of your mutual orgasms slowly faded.

"Fuck, Choso," You panted, "You came in me."

He leaned up and slipped out his dick, "Is that a bad thing?"

You used your elbows to hold yourself up, "I don't want to get pregnant."

"I'm so sorry! Is there anything I can do?"

"No, no it's fine. I can figure something out."

Choso laid down beside of you, not leaving his eye contact, "Thank you for that..it was amazing."

You looked over at him and smiled, "Of course, I really needed that."

The sweet moment got interrupted by Mahito's annoying, loud mouth. You groaned, cussing at yourself for being so loud. "Next time we fuck, let's make sure we're the only ones here." You said.

"There will be a next time?"

"By the way you fuck? Of course."

Choso lips turned upright and nodded, "I'll like that."

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Gojo and Geto: revenge fucking (smut)

notes: threesome, eiffle tower position, masturbation, giving head to gojo, geto fucking from behind, 2536 words, reader has aphrodisiac shit, they're all 18-19 in this, geto talked reader through it

summery: they have a messy break up so gojo fucked you for revenge of geto, what happens when geto finds out? fucking you too

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Being put in the room next to Gojo was awful, and it was no secret that Gojo and Geto are fucking. When they fuck it's so goddamn loud that you have to cover your ears...sometimes.

Some days you're so fucking horny that you masturbate whenever they are fucking and imagining that you're being cucked or even them fucking you at the same time. They don't even know this dirty little secret about you.

You assumed that Gojo was receiving by how loud he is, moaning out Geto's name and just his loud whimpers. You imagined that Geto was the one fucking you and you were the one moaning as his mercy. You groped your tit, lightly pinching your nipple as your other fingers rubbed your clit to the sound of Gojo's noises.

It was pretty much on beat, and you made sure that when Gojo and/or Geto cums, you cum. It's been like this ever since they started dating a month ago, and just about every Friday night at 10 pm they're fucking.

Gojo's moans got louder right before he came, and so did yours. You loved this little fantasy of yours, and loved it even more when you're able to cum at the same time as Gojo or Geto.

~

"Suguru broke up with me." Gojo laid in a fetal position on your bed with you sitting beside of him.

You gently rubbed circles on his back, "How come?" Damn, no more fucking huh?

"He didn't say. I asked him what I did wrong but he just ignored me." Gojo swallowed his tears.

You frowned and laid down beside of him, your tits resting against his back, "I don't really know how to help, I'm sorry."

"He was always there for me and never saw me as some weapon. That's all I heard growing up and I believed it. I was nothing more," He choked, "And Suguru saw me as an actual person. He wanted to talk to me and be around me...so him leaving hurts."

"I know, and I'm sorry you had to deal with that growing up but I'm here for you, always am."

"Really?" He sniffled.

"Of course, Satoru. I know I'm not as close as Suguru was but I'll always be by your side."

"I appreciate it." Gojo turned on his other side, hand resting on your hip. "I know a way you can help." He winked.

"I'm terrified of what you're going to suggest." You somewhat joked.

"So, hear me out,"

"Oh lord."

"We fuck on his bed."

You quickly sat up, almost saying no but you stopped yourself...you always wanted to fuck Gojo. A man vocal in bed? One of your biggest turn ons. You know he likes both dick and pussy and doesn't mind taking the lead when it comes to fucking pussy's.

But do you really want to get tied up in this weird toxic mess?

"I guess I'm down for it."

Gojo smiled ear to ear, "Thank you! So I think he's out somewhere, we can go ahead and hop to it." He quickly stood up and grabbed his things from your desk.

"Wait you do know what happens if I fuck somebody right? You're not gonna be able to use your curse technique shit."

"Yeah, I'm aware. I can still punch if I need to. You see how big my muscles are?" Gojo rolled up his sleeves and flexed, acting like he wanted you to touch it.

Your eyes rolled, "Oh yeah, so big."

"Come on, I know you want to wrap your hands around it."

"I thought we were supposed to be fucking on your ex boyfriend's bed?"

"Somebody is eager!" He teased, "Come on."

As Gojo lead the way you twiddled your thumbs, kind of wanting to back out but your pussy says otherwise. Partially it's your curse energy, but mainly it's Gojo making it all wet.

On rare occasions Gojo would be the one on top, and you would hear Geto moan how big it is and that he can't handle it.

Oh boy, you're in for a ride.

Gojo unlocked Geto's door and held it open for you to walk in first before he quickly shut it.

"So are you wanting him to catch us? I don't want him to be mad at me."

"We're gonna leave messages." He kicked off his shoes.

"What kind?"

"Condom wrappers, cum, spit, trust me it's the best kind of revenge!"

"You know you could've just do this yourself, you don't need my help."

"I know that, but what if he actually sees us? He'll get so jealous that he'll want me back." Gojo took off his shirt and you're no better than a man. Your eyes drawn to his muscular torso, fuck you need him so bad.

He walked over and caressed your cheek with his thumb, "Why am I the only one half naked?" He frowned in a joking way.

Gojo grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it off of you, and he reacted the same way you did. Your tits landed perfect in your bra that he was dying to take off.

He fumbled with the clasp and after about 10 seconds you unclasped it. Fuck you're so nervous. You fucked so many people and yet you're pretty much in fear because Gojo was staring at your tits.

"Where have you been hiding them?" He joked, sort of ruining this revenge fuck mood.

"From you apparently."

Gojo smirked, putting his hand on the back of your head, fingers tangling in your hair. He pushed you into him, roughly kissing your cherry tasting lips. Your hands traveling all over his waist and back, feeling every tone muscle he has.

He broke the kiss and unbuckled your belt, eagerly pulling your pants down to expose your cotton underwear with cats on it.

"I didn't do laundry okay?"

"They're coming off anyway." He pulled them down, exposing your already wet, dripping pussy. 

You kicked off your pants and underwear to the side before immediately taking his pants and underwear off.

Holy shit you're thinking to yourself, he's big as fuck. Gojo noticed your wide eye expression and softly laughed.

He pushed your body onto Geto's bed and spread apart your legs. He wanted to eat you out and taste that sweet pussy of yours but he was also so eager to fuck it.

Plus, Gojo doesn't do foreplay on women.

His tip rested against your entrance before pushing it in ever so softly. You quietly grunted, feeling your walls get stretched out as he inched his way into your tight cunt.

"Feels good, huh?"

You nodded, looking at him with eager eyes, "Is it all the way in? It's almost hitting my cervix."

Gojo laughed, "Oh baby there's about 2 inches left. You think you can fit all of me in?"

You didn't reply, your eyes half lidded as your pussy completely covered his dick.

Gojo grunts, starting to move as he sets a hard, fast pace, Geto's bed creaking beneath you with the force of his thrusts. One hand reaches up to roughly palm your breast, kneading the soft flesh as his dick repeatedly hits your cervix, making you grunt out of pain.

He was probably the biggest dick you've ever fucked, and now you're wondering about your cursed technique and how it's going to effect it, but right now all you could focus on was Gojo's dick fucking the needy cunt.

"You're taking my cock better than Suguru ever did," Gojo snarls, his hips snapping against yours with intensity. He's so goddamn pissed off from what Geto did that he's now taking it on your pussy.

The odd words of encouragement made you smile, "Oh yeah? Do I fuck better than him?" You moaned out.

Well...no, he still craves Geto.

He leans down to capture your nipple in his mouth, biting and sucking at the sensitive bud as he continues his assault on your pussy.

"Mfmm! You fuck so good!"

Gojo smirks at your breathless affirmation. He doubles down on his efforts, hips pistoning furiously as he drives his thick cock deeper and harder into your pussy. The bed frame slams against the wall with each powerful thrust, the headboard rattling noisily.

He slides a hand down to rub tight circles around your clit, feeling it swell and throb under his touch. He knows your aphrodisiac shit can make him pussy high, but he couldn't help but to still crave Geto.

He leans down to capture your lips in a filthy kiss, swallowing your cries.

"Fuck, I'm getting close," Gojo pants against your mouth, sweat dripping down his heaving chest.

"Satoru!" You moaned out, nails digging into his back as he fucked into your orgasm.

Gojo lets out a guttural groan. He hilts inside you one last time, his cock throbbing and pulsing as he finds his release. He throws his head back, quickly pulling out and releasing all over your stomach and tits.

Gojo's body shudders as he empties himself onto you, ropes of sticky white cum coating your stomach and tits.

"Goddamn," Gojo pants, his voice ragged.

"The aphrodisiac shit will last on you for about 5 minutes, so don't get in trouble." You panted, catching your breath.

"Yeah, yeah." He waved you off, picking up Geto's shirt from the floor to wipe off your pussy and the cum on you before discarding it.

You sat up using your elbows, "So how long do we have to do this?"

"Until Suguru gets so pissed off that he starts tweaking. Thanks for that."

Your voice gotten quiet, "Yeah..."

~~

Gojo was right, Geto was tweaking.

But you were too busy in your own feelings. You got attached to Gojo.

Every weekend you two would fuck on Geto's bed and leave signs that Gojo was fucking somebody else in there, not knowing it was you out of all people.

You would hear them two arguing almost every night about who Gojo was fucking, and luckily for you he's not a snitch.

Fucking once again on Geto's bed, youre not enjoying this anymore.

"I know who you pretend I am." You breathed out, being muffled by Geto's bed since Gojo is fucking you from behind.

Gojo went slower, "Huh?"

"I said this feels great!" Which isn't a complete lie, it does feel good. The way Gojo fucks you so tenderly makes you want to cum all the time. At first Gojo didn't care that he's fucking you and kind of wished you were Geto, but overtime he's starting to enjoy your pussy and your presence.

When Geto was in the halls Gojo would put his arm around you and pretend to be laughing with you to make his ex boyfriend jealous, and oh yes indeed it worked.

Geto had a feeling that you were the one fucking his twink ex.

But on the other side of the horseshoe you were jealous as well. Fuck this messy shit.

Literally too.

The next weekend you were bouncing up and down on Gojo's cock, and since Gojo's six eyes doesn't work when he's fucking you, he can't tell whether or not Geto is close by.

"The fuck?!" Geto opened his door.

You jerked and wanted to get off but Gojo kept a tight grip on you.

"Her pussy feels great, jealous that I'm fucking her?" Gojo teased.

Geto slammed the door closed and walked over to you two.

"You're trying to get back at me?"

"Not at all." he winked.

You were literally caught up in the middle of this and practically froze while you were cockwarming.

Gojo replied again, slightly started moving his hips back and forth, "Fuck, her pussy feels so good. Never came this hard in my life!"

Geto glared at you.

"He asked me to! I didn't want to be caught in the middle of this messy stuff!" You tried to get off again but Gojo held you down.

"I want you to." He replied.

"Huh?" Both you and Gojo said.

"I want to see if you're lying Satoru."

Oh boy, you're thinking to yourself.

Gojo let go of his grip, letting you to get off.

"Stand up," Geto pointed to him, in which Gojo obeyed.

Geto looked at you, still very much pissed off, "Bend over and suck his dick."

You were still frozen in fear, so of course you did what he said. Gojo on the other hand was enjoying about how assertive and bossy Geto was.

Since you can't touch any genitalia because it'll make them orgasm instantly, Gojo had a tight grip on his cock, inching himself into your wide open mouth.

Gojo lets out a low, appreciative groan as your lips stretching around his girth. He watches intently, your tongue swirling around the sensitive head of his dick with each pass.

"That's it, just like that," Geto praises, removing his pants and underwear.

Geto's tip pressed against your pussy, and just by the way his tip felt you can tell he's more girthy than Gojo.

Gojo's hips flex subtly, pushing his shaft deeper into your throat as it was constricting around him, struggling to take his full length.

He starts to thrust his hips more, fucking your face with shallow strokes. Drool escapes the seal of your lips, dripping down your chin and onto the floor.

Geto pushed his full length inside of your dripping cunt, inducing your moans vibration against Gojo's dick like a vibrator.

Both men Eiffel Towering you, thrusting in both of your holes as they held hands high up in the air.

Gojo's dick touching the back of your throat, constant gagging, and Geto's dick stretching out your walls more than his twink ex made your knees weak. The overstimulation causing loud, muffled moans throughout the room, you're sure that somebody can listen in, but you're too busy getting fucked in the middle of these two messy ex's.

But you're enjoying every last bit of it. Geto's thick cock in and out of your wet pussy, the natural lubricant dripping onto the floor as well as your spit.

You muffled that you were going to cum, and both Gojo and Geto looked at each other. This is what they were lacking. Staring into each others eyes as their dicks was fucking some whore.

Gojo tangled his hands in your hair and Geto gripped your hips, both thrusting simultaneously into you. You let out a loud muffle moan, Geto holding onto you as your body trembled.

Gojo's hot cum spurts at the back of your throat, moaning loudly and letting your mouth be the cock warmer before pulling it out.

Geto quickly pulled his dick out of your grippy pussy before cumming on your back, letting out a gutted, breathy moan.

The three of you panted, you holding onto Gojo's hips and Geto wiping the cum off of your back with Gojo's shirt.

You winced as you leaned up, back aching by how hard Geto fucked you.

"Can this revenge fucking be over now?" You panted.

The two men had a devious smirk on their faces. Geto pushed your hair back, "No."

[effy-writes]

Choso: don’t waste blood (smut)

notes: oral (reader receiving), period oral sex, uhhh that's it really. prob 2nd hand embarrassment, reader has that aphrodisiac shit. this oneshot is short

summery: choso finds out what a period was, gets sad that you're "wasting" blood, so what's his solution? eating you out

"I'm bored." You slouched in the chair, watching Jogo, Mahito, Kenjaku, Hanami and Choso play some board game.

"That's what board games are for." Jogo replied.

"Yeah but this looks boring."  You propped your feet on the table.

"Your feet are in my way." Choso said, flicking your shoe with his thumb and pointer finger.

"Sorry, just trying to get comfy." You gave a sly smile. 

"I'm trying to play a game."

"Well I'm trying to get comfy."

Kenjaku interrupted this frivolous conversation, "You two are acting more childish than Mahito."

"Ha!" Mahito laughed, clutching his stomach.

You squinted your eyes, "He's also calling you childish."

"Relax! Got your panties tied in a knot?" He teased.

"No."

"Right," He winked.

"The fuck does that supposed to mean?"

Kenjaku rubbed his temples, "Just calm down, both of you."

"I am calm!" You yelled, putting your feet down you accidentally knocked off some pieces of the board game on Choso's side.

Mahito leaned to Jogo, trying to "whisper" but loud enough on purpose to get on your nerves, "Somebody is on their period." He sang.

"Shut!" You stood up abruptly, almost knocking down your chair.

"Aha! So you are on it. I'm not shaming!" Mahito put his hands up in defense.

Choso tilted his head, "Period?"

You pinched the bridge of your nose, "Don't worry about it."

Since Choso just arrived, he knows nothing about regular humans bodies, especially women. In addition, you were the only human here (other than Geto's body, but that's a different case). The others are cursed spirits, and you're the only one who gets a period.

"Well now I'm curious." Choso replied.

Mahito leaned over the table, "Its where a girl bleeds once a month."

You were dumbfounded, "How the fuck do you know that?"

"Porn." He grinned eye to eye.

"Alright well," You took a step back from the table, "I'm going to save myself the embarrassment of this conversation and go do my own thing."

Choso wanted to learn more about this whole "period" thing. Losing blood? Not using it to fight? He thinks you're wasting this blood.

Jogo waved his hand over Choso's face, "Hellooo, Choso, it's your turn."

"What does a period do? Where is she bleeding? Is she wasting it?"

Mahito laughed so hard he was slapping his knee, "Just ask her! It's freaky! You might even like it." He winked.

Choso contemplated about asking how and what even is a period to you. He hardly ever had a conversation with you, just small talk.

Jogo sighed out of annoyance, "GO! It's your turn!"

"I'm done playing." Choso stood up and left the room, walking over to the other side of the house to go to the only bedroom there is because Kenjaku so kindly gave you one.

To his luck the door was cracked, so he peeked inside and saw you curled up in a fetal position on the bed. He knocked on the door before walking in, not knowing anything about manners, but you didn't really care.

"Got bored as well?" You joked, slowing stretching your body out of the fetal position and laid out on your side.

Choso closed the door before walking over to you.

"You uh...good?" You asked, sitting up against the headboard.

He sat down by your feet and faced towards you, looking eager as hell but with a faint tint of blush.

"What's a period?"

"Pardon?" You laughed, "I thought those freaks told you."

"Partially, but Mahito said to ask you."

"Uh.." How the fuck are you going to be able to explain this? "It's where a woman bleeds out of her um...pussy...It lasts between 4-7 days, 9 if you're unlucky"

"Why? Is the blood useful?"

Your jaw dropped, "Only useful because it lets us know that we're not pregnant."

"But the blood?"

"What about it?"

"Are you wasting it?"

"I mean..yeah? I guess? I have to wear a tampon so the blood won't fall out...This is so embarrassing why are you even asking me about this?"

Choso apologized, "Blood is sacred and just hearing that you're wasting it pains me."

You couldn't help but to laugh, "You're gonna be fine trust me. I don't like having periods either! It hurts and it makes me feel ugly and emotional."

Choso had a slight frown on his face, "Why do you get periods?"

You pulled both of your legs up so your socks stop touching his thighs, "In simple terms because I kinda don't want to talk about it, when a woman releases an egg and it doesn't get fertilized and turn into an embryo and shit, the uterus loses its lining and therefor we bleed out of our pussies."

Choso pursed his lips together, trying not to show any sort of sadness, but you quickly caught onto why he's being so emotional about this. His cursed technique? Him literally being an embryo with his brothers? No wonder he's so upset about this new information of yours.

"Choso it's fine, it's two completely different things than from what you're used to."

He quickly interrupted, "Are you bleeding right now?"

Your face flushed, "Um...yeah. Day two...you mad?" You were only half joking about him being mad part.

Choso pulled at his collar and swallowed, "It pains me knowing that it's just falling out so maybe...I can um...make sure it's not going to waste."

"I'm scared." You laughed with a hint of nerves.

"Can I lick it up?"

You were like a deer in headlights. A part of you felt disgusted and embarrassed that he wants to lick up the blood...but at the same time he looks like he's about to have a breakdown over you having a period. "Sure, why not. Let's just keep this between us."

You slid off your baggy sweat pants and underwear, tossing them on the floor and slightly spreading your legs. Your face was getting hotter by the seconds, sort of wishing that you weren't this impulsive. Luckily you wore a pad this time so you single handily saved yourself the extra embarrassment of having to pull it out in front of him.

"Choso, you sure you wanna do this? It's gonna taste like penny's and iron."

"I'm aware of what blood tastes like. I don't care about the taste, I only care about where's it going." He laid down on his stomach and pushed your thighs farther apart so he could have room to clean this blood up.

His hot breath against your pussy involuntary made your hips jerk. How long has it been since I had sex? Am I really THAT deprived of it?

Choso's tongue slowly made contact with your pussy, abandoning your clit but he doesn't even know that's important, but you're letting him do this for his sake, not for you to cum.

He licked in-between your iron-tasting folds, trying to save the blood from leaking. He took his time licking the extra blood, and when his tongue accidentally grazed against your clit a noise from your mouth would escape. Choso lifted up his head, "Does it hurt?"

You shook your head, "Opposite." You didn't want him to know you're enjoying getting tongue fucked while bleeding out of your pussy.

His strokes wasn't consistent, in fact it was messy but he didn't even know eating out pussy could feel good.

Choso pushed his tongue deep inside your pussy, swirling it around the walls and tasting the copper taste. He felt high from it, he loved the taste of blood, especially period blood that he just found out about.

He was worried that he was hurting you by the way your body reacted. Hips jerking, noises escaping, especially when your free hand gripped his hair.

Choso tightly gripped your hips, pulling you harder against his mouth, trying to get inside as deep as possible.

"Wait, Choso can I teach you something?"

He lifted his head up, your blood smeared around his lips and chin.

You leaned up more and used your fingers to form a V shape to spread your pussy, and pointed at the clit, "You see this?" Choso nodded, "You can lick it and suck on it. Trust me, it feels good."

"And you'll be satisfied?"

"Depends, but that's the end goal."

Choso obeyed, leaning back in to focus more on your clit than the blood that's being "wasted." His  tongue lapped at it with long, slow strokes to get the hang of this new thing. He could feel the way your body reacted more to the clit stimulation than before. He was afraid that he wasn't doing it correctly or that you weren't enjoying this. He knows jack-shit about social cues especially when it comes to things like this.

"Am I doing this right?"

"It feels great," You huffed out, tangling your fingers in his pig tails.

He gently sucked on the sensitive clit, your thighs squeezing closer together of his face, "Mhm fuck, Choso." You panted, back arching as your hips trembled.

Because of the way your body is responding, it gave Choso an incentive to keep going. He also never felt this excited before to pleasure somebody.

He varied what he was doing, going back to lick the swollen clit a bit faster than before, hoping that you'll react positively about it.

Your moans became a bit louder, trying to be as quiet as possible because they're still playing that fuck-ass board game.

Choso leaned his head up again to look at your now flustered face, "What about the blood?"

You let out a breathy laugh, "Oh honey it's all over your mouth."

The corners of Choso's mouth turned upright, secretly enjoying this little interaction, "What if I use my fingers?"

"Oh please do," You begged, hips buckling again due to the lack of stimuli.

His dick hardened, hearing you beg made him want to fuck the living hell out of you but he was on a little side quest right now.

While still looking into your eyes, he slowly inserted a digit into your very wet, bloodied pussy. He went back between from licking strokes and sucking the clit before adding another second finger.

Your hands flew to your mouth to muffle the moans. You're thinking to yourself that no guy has ever made you feel this good before. An inexperienced man giving great head was not on your bingo list for today.

"Mmfuck Choso, finger-fuck me faster!" You tried to whisper.

He smiled against your clit, picking up the pace of his blood-coated fingers.

Your moans became harsher and louder before your orgasm took complete control of you. Your body trembling as you coated his mouth with a mixture of your cum and period blood.

He continued what he was doing to ride your orgasm out, and once you and your body calmed down he slipped his fingers out, taking a good look of the blood before licking and sucking it off of his pointer and middle finger.

He used his tongue yet again to clean up the remaining blood up even though your pussy was still so sensitive.

He sat back up on the bed, using his hand to wipe off his mouth but there was still a little blood on it.

"Wow." You exhaled, "Thanks for that."

"No, thank you for letting me help."

You swung your legs over the edge of the bed and picked up your pants and underwear, quickly pulling them up. You turned over back to where Choso was and couldn't help but to smile at this cute, blood munching guy.

"I'll go grab a rag to clean up the blood around your mouth." You turned the door knob and nearly jumped.

"Mahito?!"

"Ha! I knew something fishy was going on in there! Kenjaku!" Mahito shouted, "I was right!"

"Oh..my god. I hope all them sorcerers kill you guys!"

Mahito turned his head back to you, "Your curse energy should be high right now, you can make all of us cum if you want." He winked.

Choso tilted his head, you do not want him to know.

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Geto: hate fuck (smut)

notes: this sucks, i hate this sm, fuck this plot, fuck the smut, its rushed, but i'm not a quitter so i pulled through. he's so hard to write for

cw: outside fucking, depressed geto, angry sorta geto, standing up doggy position on a tree, cums on yo back bc why not (i fucking hate this oneshot)

Seeing your best friend of many years turn into a state of depression was something that would obviously pain you.

You noticed way before Gojo did because he was always on these solo missions. You tried to strike up conversations with Geto, asking if he's okay or if he needs anything, but he'll always give you the same answer that he's fine.

"But you're obviously not fine!" You yelled, shutting the window of his room so others wouldn't hear you two arguing. "For months I've been trying to help you and you keep shutting me down! Do you know how much that hurts?"

Geto looked at you with his drain eyes, once full of love now empty.

"I'm fine."

You rubbed your face before dropping your arms by your side, "Suguru please...please talk to me. I'm so worried."

Geto shuffled himself closer to you, looking down at your glossy eyes. His finger moved a strand of your hair out your face, "I don't want to be apart of this."

"Apart of..what exactly?"

"Jujutsu. I'm done."

You sighed, "Is that all? There's nothing more?"

Geto nodded, lying straight to your face. He pulled you into a tight hug, his hand resting at the back of your head while his other arm wrapped tightly around you. "I love you."

You squinted your eyes, wrapping your arms around his upper waist, "I love you too...please don't do anything stupid."

"Like what?"

Kill yourself, "Just anything."

~~~

You stood behind Gojo with your hands to your mouth, eyes widening, your knees buckled. Yesterday morning you were in his room holding him. What changed?

You and Gojo didn't speak to each other for the rest of the week. You kept pondering on the things that you could've done, something to prevent this.

Geto was always there for you since the beginning. Comforting you when your parents fight, standing up for you when people were mean to you in school, letting you talk about your problems with no judgment, but you were hardly there for him.

Maybe because you were too focused on your problems to help others, especially Geto. You remember the times where he would come to you to seek comfort but you didn't reciprocate. Maybe, you're thinking to yourself, that's why he went heywire and killed everyone in the village including his parents. The guilt was eating you up.

"You can't blame yourself, Y/n." Gojo slouched on your bed.

You propped your feet on the messy desk that you refuse to clean, "I should've been there for him more. I tried to make him talk to me that morning but he just kept saying he was fine." You looked over at Gojo who was fiddling with his thumbs. He let out a long exhale, trying to gather up words but he was speechless.

"You can't blame yourself for what he did. I hate myself too for it but we shouldn't blame ourselves." Gojo tried to comfort but even he was lying, "Have you called him?"

You shook your head, "What would I even say? 'Hey Suguru I know you killed your parents and everyone in the village, wanna meet up and talk about it?' like that would work." You scoffed.

"Maybe it would."

"Then you call him."

"He blocked my number," Gojo looked away from you, "I already tried."

You quickly checked your phone and saw that he didn't block you, just Gojo. "He didn't block me." You mumbled.

Gojo almost snapped his neck, "Really? Why would he block me and not you?"

"I..I don't know! I'm so fucking confused by this situation!" You paced back and forth in your room, paying no attention to the fact that Gojo acts like he doesn't want to be here.

It's hard for him. He was the stick with glue holding everyone together - the whole friendship thing. He just wants to be known as a guy who keeps everyone together, make people laugh, cheer them up,

"You paying attention?" You waved your hand over Gojo's eyes.

"Huh? Oh yeah."

"This is serious dude, and you're not doing anything about it?"

Gojo urgently stood up, immediately towering over you. "What do you want me to say huh? There's nothing I can do, and I'm so tired of people thinking I can do everything but I can't. I can't reverse the damage that he has done. Neither can you."

You balled your fists, "You act like you don't care."

"I do care! I hate myself for it too! Let's just forget this, okay? We graduate soon."

Your eyes watered and chewed on the inside of your cheek before saying anything, "Fine."

"Don't even try to contact him. I know how you are."

a year later

Your blood boils at the thought of him. How dare he, leaves everyone behind. Not even a simple goodbye. You want to kill him, but the damage has been done. There's nothing you could do to make things better again. Bringing those people back to life, his parents, leaving you to deal with yourself, leaving Gojo and Shoko. Fuck him.

"Don't contact him."

But you need to. Fuck, you miss him so much. You and Gojo stopped talking after graduation, it was just too hard to act like things were normal.

You still have Geto in your contacts though, and you're hoping he still has the same number.

Your fingers hovered over the tiny keyboard on this piece of shit phone. You're drunk, and you love sending drunk messages. Maybe that's what Gojo meant.

Fuck it,

can we talk?

Nothing for five days.

Sure. Old spot?

please

That's it? Is this how it's going to end? For a year you could've reached out and fix things but didn't.

You took the extra 30 minute walk to go to that special place that only you and Geto would go to. It was on a hill, two big trees sitting on either side of the bench looking out at a lake that's reflecting the sunset.

Your hands were clammy even though you keep wiping them off on your jeans. A small portion of you is hoping that he won't kill you along with the others he had killed, but the good side of you keeps saying that he won't do something like that.

Up the distance you see him, staring at the lake that you two had stared at many times. You balled your fists and walked up that hill.

Geto turned his head and smiled at you with a soft, almost sad looking smile. You were about to yell at him, cuss him out and saying he's a dick, remind him of the shit he did, but you were frozen. Couldn't talk or make any facial expressions.

You inhaled to talk but Geto put his hand up in the air, "Come sit." He patted the spot beside of him.

You looked at the glistening water and bit the inside of your cheek.

"You wanted to talk, so talk." Geto replied to your silence.

With your eyes still on the water you walked to the bench and sat down near the edge, leaving a foot away from the two of you.

You didn't want to look in his eyes. The eyes that witnessed death to innocent people. You gulped, saying "Why?" with a shaky voice.

"Is that why you wanted to talk? To ask why?" Geto's voice deepened.

You looked down at the arm rest and saw yours and Geto's initials. "Partially."

Geto sighed and rubbed his face with his hands, "I had to."

You looked over at him, "No...you did not."

"Ah, so you are here to pester me about it."

"You left Suguru, without even saying goodbye or...fuck I don't know."

"I told you I wanted to stop being a-"

You stood up, "I know what you said but I didn't know you were going to kill all of those people!"

"Just..calm down."

"Me? Me calm down?"

Geto abruptly stood up and got in your face, scrunching up his nose, "I don't appreciate you contacting me after a year just to yell at me."

"What was I supposed to say? Tell you good job?"

Geto huffed, quickly putting his hand on the back of your neck gripping it but not too hard so it won't cause bruising. The only thing illuminating the fear in your eyes is the sun that was slowing going down, the moon rising on the other side.

He pulled you into a brutal kiss as his grip tightened on your neck. You didn't pull away at first until you reminded yourself, you fucking hate this guy.

You pulled away from him and glared. Geto looked like he didn't care, he almost shared the same angry expression as you were.

Geto shoved you against the tree and kissed you harder this time, his body pinning you into place while his hand is still not letting go the grasp on your neck.

The fuck is he doing? You wasn't expecting yourself to make out with him, hell you didn't even want to yell at him and be angry, you just wanted answers.

But holy shit you caved into him, rolling up your shirt to expose your mid to lower back. Geto placed his knee right where your soaked clothed pussy was. You instinctively grind back and forth on his pant leg, small quiet noises escaping from your soft lips.

Geto pulled away and turned you over to where your body is pressing against the hard trunk of the tree. From behind Geto unbuckled your belt and slid both your pants and your panties down to your knees. His hot breath blowing next to your ear, "You got to be quiet, you think you can do that? Huh?"

You tried to nod but because he was pushing your face against the tree you couldn't, so all you could do was say a pathetic yes.

Geto shoved his pants and underwear down. You wanted to see just how big his dick actually was but you were too afraid to move. Geto pulled your hips out and rubbed his swollen tip along your slit,

"Don't make any noise." He mumbled as he slowly thrusted forward, widening your warm wet walls, spearing into your dripping cunt with a deep stroke. You threw your hand over your mouth to muffle the sweet noises as your old best friend takes his anger and depression out on your trembling body.

Geto's hand tangled in your hair, gripping it tightly as he pulled your head back, the other hand slid around to grope and squeeze at your breasts, pinching and rolling your nipples between his fingers.

He pulled your hair tighter when you accidentally let moans slip out, "You don't want to get caught do you?" Geto said in a low, intimidating voice. You pathetically whimpered out a no.

"Then you have to be quiet." He grunted, his dick sliding in and out of your wet, lubricated pussy.

Geto could feel the heat and pressure building inside him, his cock hardening and throbbing as your pussy gripped his dick. His thrusts became erratic, losing its rhythm as he was about to cum the sticky white ropes into your pussy. Geto grunted, using both of his hands to grip your hips  to fuck you harder against the tree, your poor face and hands getting marked by the wood.

Your body convulsed beneath him, your cunt clenching and spasming around his cock as your climax started approaching, your half-muffled moans almost sent Geto over the edge.

Your orgasm got louder as the second and felt heavy, releasing yourself all over his girthy cock, inducing Geto to slam his hips forward one last time before pulling out. He fisted his dick, jacking himself off to release warm, thick spurts on the tip of your ass.

The two of you panted harshly before finally started moving. You slowly leaned yourself back up, your back aching due to how hard Geto made you arch it. You winced as you pulled your pants up and leaned the back side of your shirt-covered- cum against the tree. Geto looked down at his shoes as he dressed himself.

"You okay?" You said just above a whisper.

Geto still didn't look at you, just continue to look down at his muddy shoes. His hands reached up to his face as his shoulders started to jerk.

You titled your head, "Hey.." you said in a sympathetic voice, taking a step closer to him. Geto quickly launches himself at you, almost knocking you down as he hugged, burying his crying face into the crook of your neck.

You froze as he tried to cry quietly. You reciprocated and hugged him back, rubbing small circles on his back. "Suguru, what's wrong?" One minute he's heartless and killing everyone and now he's crying in your arms after sex?

"I don't want to talk." He mumbled.

You didn't pester him anymore, but now reasons of him crying in your arms will forever be a mystery to you.

[effy-writes]

Sukuna: fuck me until you kill me (smut)

notes: rough fucking, vaginal fucking, anal fucking, sukuna has 2 dicks, double penetration, degrading, his mouth stomach ate you out. rip your body you prob hurtin asf

summery; you have to kill sukuna and cut off his 20 fingers. how did you do it? well...you'll see

bonus notes: when it comes to canon jjk and not au's, the reader's curse energy will be a form of aphrodisiac always, but it won't connect with other oneshots (just bc it's easier to write)

"I need you to kill Sukuna." The higher ups demanded, with you being next in line to try to kill him.

"I doubt that I can," You looked up at them, crossing your arms. "This guy is way taller than me let alone huge, you think I can take him down? Please, in your dreams. Get somebody else to do it."

"You made a vow. When we say go execute, you execute."

"Fuck," You whispered, "Alright, fine. But you better find somebody else to do it soon because I'm pretty sure I'll die within 30 seconds."

"We already discussed that. Go."

So with that you gathered up a plan. Trying out different strategies to kill this horrifying sorcerer, but you have no trust in yourself.

A week went by, still getting scolded by the higher ups, until you get a very embarrassing idea, and luckily for you, hardly anybody knows what you look like. You always kept your identity secrete by constantly wearing a mask and covering up your hair, wearing very loose fitted clothes, nobody knows who you are when you have to fight.

You know one thing about Sukuna, he loves his prositutes, and one thing about you? Your pheromones covers up the scent of cursed energy, thanks to your very odd technique.

You're also so used to seeing you in all black loose clothing with a mask and a hair cover that seeing your reflection with skimpy clothes is weird. It's like staring at a person who looks like you in the eyes but nowhere else.

You waited at night on the streets, seeking around the area prositutes would wait at. A lot of men would walk up to you, trying to "buy" you but you would make up a lie and say that you've already been booked for the night and they typically would leave you alone. Bonus points for you is that the other girls in the area would beg the men to sleep with them.

1 AM, you were tired as fuck to be in this cold ass weather. You were about to say, "fuck it," and leave but you saw his presence, Sukuna.

This is going to hurt a fuck ton. But you didn't want to think about that.

You prepared yourself to go walk up towards this huge guy. All four of his arms that can rip all your limbs off, but you kept it together.

"Want to spend a night with me?" You asked in a seductive voice, placing one hand on your hip.

Sukuna eyed you up and down and smirked with a devious expression that immediately made you nervous, "Why should I pick you? How are you better than the other broads?"

"I'll do anything that you say. I'm obedient and can handle..." You walked over closer to him, so close that he can throw you with just one arm. "all of you." Your voice still seductive that can make any man (or woman) crawl above you.

Sukuna chuckled and leaned down to get on your eye level, "You think you can handle all of me?"

"Oh I don't think, I know."

Sukuna wanted a challenge, so he agreed. In his mind he's thinking all of the different ways to break you. One dick in the pussy and the other in the ass, or his lower two arms holding onto your hips so he can drill himself into you while his upper arms holds your hands tightly together so you can't get out of his grasp.

You? Oh you're scared shitless.

Sukuna motioned his head for you to follow him. He didn't want to touch you until you're in his huge room at his house that was full of those types of "furniture" and "decorations."

The other protistutes jaws dropped as they saw you behind of Sukuna following him. They had a love/hate with him. He's rough and aggressive, but he made all of them cum within 2 minutes.

You overheard another girl saying good luck to you, and now you're thinking this is a horrible idea. Sure, you could kill him now or even at his house, but if you try without fucking him first then you would die 100%. You just have to make him cum, that's all you need to do.

You finally arrived at Sukuna's house. The presence and the air was thick and full of death. It sent chills down your spine. Sukuna also didn't say a word until you arrived in his (even scarier room).

Sukuna sat at the bottom edge of his bed "Strip." He demanded, his top arms crossed.

You nodded in agreement and took off your bag and pulled down the tiny, tight red skimpy dress, uncovering your tits and kicking it to the side. You didn't take off the thigh high fishnets or your underwear until he told you to. In order for this to work you have to obliged.

Sukuna's eyes stared at your exposed body, taking in every inch of your curves. "Come here and stop before you touch me."

With still trying to act confident, you walked over to Sukuna, your arms behind your back.

He reached out with the four of his hands grabbing at your hips and waist, pulling you closer to his body. Even with him sitting down your eyes is parallel with his. Holy shit he's going to be big.

"I'm going to ruin you. I'm gonna fuck you so hard and deep that men won't buy a night from you because you're so weak from my cocks."

Did he use cock in a plural sense?

His bottom hands still gripping your hips, he uses his top hands to cup your breast and massaged them with roughness. You bit your bottom lip out of the soft pain.

"Speak." He commanded.

"This feels good." You mumbled in an higher voice.

"What feels good?" Sukuna got closer to your right tit, dropping the hand before finally taking his long, fat tongue and swirled it around the hardened nipple.

"You fondling me." You're not even lying at this point, it does feel good, and you hate it when previous men would do that to you, but something with Sukuna that it feels different.

With force Sukuna changed the position with you laying down and him hovering above you, his bottom arms gripping just above your knee. You used your elbows to lean yourself up, staring straight into his dark, sinister eyes. Your heart was pounding as your eyes glanced over to his clothed hardening dicks.

Sukuna used his upper hands and grabbed at the waist band of your panties and swiftly pulled them off. Your pussy already glistening with the natural lubricant.

A single finger from his upper hands stroked along your slit, "You're already so wet." He muttered in a low voice, making your stomach churn with a mixed of excitement and nerves.

Sukuna plunged his long, thick finger inside you before pumping it in and out in a brutal pace, not caring if he hurts you. The forces made your arms collapse, forcing your eyes to look up at the ceiling before squeezing them shut. Your hands gripped the bed sheets to where your knuckles turned white.

"Such an eager fucktoy," He taunted, "I'm going to fuck you so hard that you'll be out of business for a while."

You whimpered to his response, his finger still assaulting your glistening pussy.

Finally Sukuna pulled his finger out before shoving it in your mouth to taste yourself, "Behaving like the slut you are." He laughed, pulling his finger out of the warmth of your mouth.

Sukuna took off his long white tunic of some sort, then ripping off his underwear. His two throbbing cocks sprung out, hitting his stomach that has a second mouth on it.

You are petrified.

He rubbed the lower dick tip along your slit, coating himself in your wetness. "You think you can handle my cock?" he taunted, lining up his lower cock to your entrance.

You nodded as you chewed on your bottom lip. Sukuna could sense your nerves, but he did not care.

His bottom arms gripped your hips tighter, and with no further warning his thrust it forward, burying himself into your tight, spasming pussy.

You muffled your scream with both of your hands. Your pussy felt like it was burning because of how fast and hard he stretched it. You would think with this type of cursed energy technique that it wouldn't give you pain, but oh well, life's a bitch.

"Fuck," He snarled, giving you no time to adjust to his unbearable size before he started to move. The bed creaking and shaking beneath them with the force of his thrust. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air, punctuated by your high pitched cries.

You felt your wet pussy squeeze around him, your body struggling to take the relentless fucking. He knew he was too big, knew he was stretching you far beyond what any human could handle.

One of his upper hands slid up your body to wrap around your throat, squeezing lightly. Not enough to cut off your air supply, but enough to remind you who was in control. "Take it, you cock-hungry slut," Sukuna growled, his hips never faltering in their brutal rhythm. "Take my fucking cock like the desperate little whore you are."

"I can't take it!" You cried out, but secretly enjoying this "little" encounter.

"Looks like you're taking my cock pretty good. Now I'm wondering if you can take both of them."

You shook your head, tears filling up in your eyes.

Sukuna's eyes flashed with a wicked gleam, "Did you really think I would neglect my other cock?" He laughed with sinester, grabbing your waist with his upper arms and your thighs with his lower, flipping you to where you were on your stomach.

"Ass up."

You let out a shaky breath, getting into his desired position. You never done anal before, you always tried to avoid it but you're determined to kill him.

Sukuna lined up his upper cock to the entrance of your ass, however you quickly stopped him.

"Wait! Can you please prep me? It's my first time and I think it'll be more enjoyable for you too."

Sukuna let out a dark chuckle, "Aww, the little slut wants me to prep her tight little asshole before I wreck it with my massive cock?" he taunted, giving your rear a sharp smack for good measure. "I suppose I can indulge that request, since you asked so nicely."

He walked over to his night stand and reached over and grabbed a bottle of lube before flipping the cap open with his teeth. Sukuna walked back over to your trembling body and drizzled a generous amount of the slick fluid directly onto his fingers and hole, watching as it trickled down between your cheeks.

"I'm going to stretch this virgin asshole out nice and slow, get it ready to take my fat cock."

Sukuna slowly pushed his finger inside, feeling your tight ring of muscle clench and resist the intrusion. He worked it in and out, pumping steadily, as he added a second finger. Then a third, scissoring and twisting, forcing you open bit by bit.

"Fuck, this ass is tighter than your cunt," Sukuna groaned, his own massive cock throbbing and leaking at the thought of splitting you open. "I can't wait to feel it squeezing around me, milking me for every drop of cum."

After several long minutes of relentless fingering and your moans, Sukuna deemed your hole ready enough. He slicked up his upper shaft with the remaining lube, the thick cock glistening obscenely.

Sukuna buried himself balls-deep in your ass, a guttural groan tearing from your throat at the painful sensation. Your body convulsed around him, trying desperately to accommodate the massive intrusion stretching you impossibly wide.

"Fuck!" You roared.

Sukuna set a punishing pace, slamming into your ass over and over.

"I—mph! I want to be...ah- double stuffed!" You plead.

Sukuna's eyes flashed with a sadistic gleam at your plea, a wicked grin splitting his face. "You want to be double stuffed like the depraved little slut you are?" he growled, his voice dripping with dark promise.

He pulled his massive cock out of your tight asshole with a wet squelch, admiring the way your hole clenched and fluttered, trying to keep him inside. The sight of you stretched out, dripping with lube and his precum only spurred on his twisted lust.

"You want to be filled in both holes, you filthy whore?" he snarled, "Then take it all like a good little cocksleeve."

Sukuna buried his upper and lower cock into your two tight entrances. A scream tore from your throat at the sudden, intense sensation of being so utterly stuffed, your cunt clenching and spasming around him.

Sukuna didn't give you any time to adjust before he started to move, slamming into you with a punishing rhythm with your cries matching the beat.

At the same time, he reached grabbed your ass, sinking his fingers into the plush flesh. He used the grip to pull you harder against him, forcing you to take every brutal inch of his cock as he pounded into you.

Sukuna groaned, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment at the sensation. "This cunt is squeezing me like it never wants to let me go."

He could feel his own release building, his massive cock throbbing and pulsing inside you.

"Sukuna!" You cried out, "You're so fucking big it hurts!" But oh it hurt so good. You've never been fucked like this before, and now you crave it.

Sukuna's eyes gleamed with a sadistic light at your pained cry, a cruel smirk twisting his lips. "It hurts? Good," he growled, not slowing down his brutal pace for a second. If anything, he doubled his efforts, slamming into you with even more force.

Sukuna's massive cocks stretched your holes to their limits, the flared heads kissing each other through the thin wall of flesh separating your insides.

"You're so fucking tight," Sukuna groaned, his breath coming in harsh pants. "I can feel every inch of your desperate little cunt and ass clenching around me. Like you never want to let me go. "

You could only cling to his bedsheets, your nails digging as he used you mercilessly. You were drowning in sensation, the pain and pleasure blending together until you couldn't tell them apart. All you knew was the feeling of being utterly claimed,  owned by this monster.

Your body tensing as Sukuna could sense you were teetering on the edge. "That's it, cum for me," he commanded, his voice a dark rasp. "Cum on my cocks like the desperate whore you are. Show me how much you love being used like this."

With a roar, Sukuna slammed into you one last time, burying himself as deep as physically possible in both your holes.

He throbbed and pulsed inside you, his massive cocks erupting like volcanoes. Thick, warm ropes of cum pumped into your pussy and ass.

Sukuna let out a guttural moan as your cunt clench and spasm almost violently around him, your screaming cry of ecstasy music to his ears. "That's it, you filthy slut!" he belittled.

For the first time ever you squirted all over his shaft and bedsheets as your orgasm came in shockwaves, your body convulsing almost uncontrollably as wave after wave of intense pleasure crashed over you.

He filled you to the brim, his seed backflowing out around his shafts, leaking down your thighs.

Sukuna panted harshly, "Fuck, that was amazing," He groaned, slowly starting to thrust his hips again, stirring the massive load of cum inside you. "You took my cocks so well."

He rolled his hips, grinding against you, making sure you were fully stuffed and plugged up with his seed. "I've never cum so hard in my life," he admitted, a note of disbelief in his voice.

Sukuna pulled himself out as you hissed one more time. Your throat, pussy, and ass all aching at the same time. He ruined you.

Sukuna pulled you up, your back resting against his torso. You whimpered in pain at the sudden movement.

Sukuna whispered in your ear, "We're not done...but don't worry..this will be easy for you."

You shuddered at the thought of being manhandled by him. Sukuna laid down on the bed as he pointed to the mouth on his stomach. "Sit." He demanded.

Obediently you (almost limped) over to him and straddled on his 2nd mouth.

With four arms he held you steady as the tongue from his stomach licked and sucked on your clit. You wined again at the over-stimulation, "Fffuck, Sukuna."

"I'm just eating you out, why are you in pain?" He wasn't even trying to be nice, he wanted to taunt you.

You didn't reply, just grind yourself against his 2nd mouth. Now you decide is the time since he's so distracted.

You used your curse energy to temporarily paralyze his cursed energy. You know what yours is? Your powerful orgasms sends an involuntary message to the other partner, making them "paralyze" their ability for 2 minutes without them knowing because the scent of your pheromones (until they try to use curse energy).

You cum and orgasmed once more all over his 2nd mouth, he could taste your juices with the mix of his own cum.

"Get off," He demanded, in which you gladly obliged.

With him not noticing, you walked over to your dress and underwear and slipped it back on. You rummaged through your bag and slipped the knife into the side of your underwear.

You pretended that you were getting your things, secretly watching Sukuna clean himself up with a rag that was laying on his night stand.

You jumped and cling onto him as you slid the sharp knife against the front of his throat. Yes, he threw you off, creating another sense of pain.

He tried to use reversed curse technique to regenerate but it was useless, it didn't work. Blood dripped from his mouth as he tried to overpower you.

You took many steps back and watched as the man fumble and hit the ground. Soon enough the noises stopped.

You let out a shaky breath, adrenaline rushing through you as you cut all 20 of his fingers off and placing them in your purse.

You ran out of his house, the pain from your pussy, ass, throat, and just all over your body made you weak. Oh the things you'll do for money.

~~~

"I killed him." You said to the higher ups the next day.

"Did you gather-"

"Yes." You threw the bag over to them.

They looked through it and counted all 20.

"We'll wrap it up. How exactly did you kill him?" They know your cursed energy technique so they were actually curious on how you went about it.

"Fucked."

"Ah...here's your pay." They tossed a bag full of money.

I'm retiring.

[effy-writes]

Toji: Came for friends, came for Toji (smut)

notes: college au, fucking while high, reader is a virgin, consensual sex in an odd way but reader consented to it, fingering, fucking, toji mentions his son, 10 year age gap (toji is 35, reader is 25,) gojo and geto maybe gay.

summery: go to parties to make friends, became friends with geto and gojo, toji got you high, you got paranoid, needed to fuck

Another one of those college parties you dread going to, but you always force yourself to go because you have little to no friends. You tried everything to get friends, study groups, getting lunch with someone, talking to people before class started, but nothing is working.

This will be your third time trying out the college parties and the last two times obviously didn't work. You're thinking to yourself, if this doesn't work then you're done seeking out, besides you got better things to do (you don't).

The lights flashed many different colors while the music was blaring some familiar music. You assume whoever hosted this is using the same spotify playlist from the previous party's.

You started making small talk with people, just hoping to make a connection and you somewhat succeeded.

A very drunk man with striking white hair stumbling and sat down on the couch next to you, almost a little too close. You saw him before in the hallways and at these parties but never really said hey because he looked like the type of guy to hook up with any pussyhaver.

You're not a big fan of hookup culture. You don't care if other people do it, and if it makes them happy then you'll support them, but it's just not for you. Besides, you're a virgin and really don't want your first time to be lost at a frat party.

"I saw you here before." This man slurred, smelling the cheap alcohol from his breath, "I take it you like these parties?"

You shrugged, "I'm just here to make friends. Party's aren't really my thing."

"Ah boo." He jokingly stuck his tongue out. "Toji makes the best parties. He's an asshole but he's fun."

"Seems like it," You gazed the room full of people, "There's always tons of people here."

"And drugs!"

"Yeah that too."

This guy loudly laughed at your nonchalant response, "Names Saturo, want a drink?"

"Y/n, and this is my 3rd one so no. Appreciate it though."

"3rd? I'm borderlining blacking out after 3rd."

"That's insane to hear," You chuckled

Another guy with long black hair sat down almost on top of Gojo. You shifted away from the two men, not wanting to get caught up in or on them.

"This is Y/n." Gojo introduced the two of you.

"Hello." He smiled.

You didn't quite catch his name but you didn't really care. However, it was nice talking to someone instead of sitting alone.

Moments later Gojo got dragged away from his friend, leaving you alone on this couch once again. You audibly sighed and stood up, stretching your arms up high before making your way to the front door to leave.

"Where you going?" A deep voice stopped you in your tracks.

You turned around to face this tall and very muscular guy, "Uh...home."

"You usually don't leave this early."

You took a step back, "I'm sorry, who are you?"

"Toji."

Ah, the host.

"Right, well I'm going to leave now." You faked a smile before turning but he stopped you again,

"You never leave this early. You're usually the last one out. You not having fun?" It didn't even sound like he was being serious. Toji sounded like he was trying to be sarcastic or teasing you.

"I was, but I'm sorta not now. I mean, great party, it seems fun but I don't have anybody to come with me to these things so I feel silly sitting alone and not doing anything."

Toji smirked, "That's why you gotta meet people."

"That's why Im here!" You groaned, "But it's whatever, I don't like partying anyway."

"Awh, now I'm hurt. I can't believe I'm losing a member." He faked pouted.

You shrugged, "Oh well."

Toji rolled his eyes, not stopping you from leaving this time again. He had a feeling you were going to come back next Friday.

~

Monday rolled along as you dreaded to go to your classes. You've been skipping a lot more lately but exams is next week so you forced yourself to go back.

As you're walking (more like power walking to your next class because you were already 5 minutes late), you ran into Gojo.

"Hey Y/n! Got a minute?"

"No, I'm late for class."

"You could skip and go out to eat with me and my friends."

"I already skipped all last week and I already have a C in this class."

"C's get degrees!" Gojo sang, "Come onnn, you were complaining about not having friends."

You raised an eyebrow, "We're friends?"

"Uh yeah? Why do you act so shocked?"

"Because we just started talking?"

"Just come eat with us, pleaseee." Gojo begged, interlocking his fingers out in front of him.

"Who's us?" Please dont be Toji.

"Suguru and Toji, maybe Sukuna but I really hope Toji didn't invite him."

You exhaled, "Fine."

You weren't that mad at the idea. Gojo was right, he is trying to let you make some friends but you weren't exactly expecting this.

~~

"Saturo! You made it!" Geto smiled, "Is this the girl from Toji's party?"

Gojo sat down across from Geto, leaving you to sit across from Toji.

"Yeah, this is Y/n, and that's Suguru and beside of him is Toji."

"We met." Toji uncrossed his arms, "She left my party early."

You rolled your eyes, "Are you seriously gonna keep saying that?"

"Always,"

It was an all you can eat buffet, so everyone scattered to get their food. You're a picky eater so you were the first one back to the table, and it wasn't too long until Toji sat back down.

"You coming to the party this Friday again?"

"Do you always have parties? Like weekly?"

Toji nodded as he slurped down the noodles, "More bitches on my dick."

Ah, so you're that kind of guy.

"I'm surprise you get some."

Toji glared and before he could say anything the remaining two people sat down and carried on their conversation.

"So Y/n," Geto spoke, "Saturo told me that you recently moved down here for college. Is there a reason why you moved from your home town?"

Toji stared.

"Better benefits. Why you ask?"

Geto shrugged, "Just wondering. You like it here?"

"I can't complain too much. I miss my old friends though."

Toji interrupted, "And that's why she goes to my party's. Not for hookups, but to look for friends."

He said friends as if it was stupid to look for friends. "I don't do hookups, FYI."

The three of them looked at you like you said something offensive, "What?"

"Hookups is the main reason why people go to Toji's party's." Gojo replied.

"At the party I told you I was there for some friends!"

"Yeah I believed that part, I thought you already got fucked in there and was just chilling on the couch." Gojo laughed.

"That's disgusting."

Gojo put his arm around you in a jokingly manner, "Well you got what you wanted."

"And that is?..."

"Us!"

"Oh lord." You mumbled, wishing that you said no in the first place, but Gojo wasn't exactly wrong, you did want friends.

Gojo let go of you as Toji spoke, "So you going to my party?"

"I feel like if I say no one of you guys is gonna make me go."

"Wow, you know us so well already." Gojo awed.

~

Friday comes along and here you were, at that stupid party again. You did try to say no to all three of them but Gojo practically forced you to come here.

You swirled the alcohol in the red solo cup before taking a huge gulp.

That couch looked abandoned again so you took your buzzed ass over there and plop your body down. Your two new friends wasn't in your eyesight, making you feel a little pissed off that they were the ones who sort of forced you to go in the first place.

The host of the party sat (again, very close to you) on the couch with a rolled up joint and a lighter. He handed the joint to you but you declined, "I don't smoke."

"I can tell. That's why I'm offering." Toji leaned back on the couch and lit up the joint, inhaling the smoky substance before blowing it on your face.

"Seriously." You glared.

"Relax a little. This is your fourth time and you still don't look like you're having fun. Makes me sad you know."

"Because I'm so desperate to have friends that I force myself to come here." You had to snicker at the situation you put yourself in.

"I never heard that coming from anyone except you. Everyone comes here to go fuck a bitch because they can't get laid elsewhere."

"Yeah, I wish I knew that before I got here but it's too late." You leaned back on the couch, slightly moving your head to see Toji's side profile. He's handsome, you got to admit, and the fact that he's still talking to you (even being somewhat mean), makes you feel something.

Toji inhaled the joint once again before turning his head and blowing it out in your face. You quickly turned your head and coughed into your arm, "Jesus...Gah.." You turned your head back to him and everything felt slow. People moving, the music, time. "Oh shit." You mumbled.

"You seriously can't be that high from me blowing smoke in your face."

"I never smoked before...is it normal to feel like this?"

Toji laughed, "Very. You feel better? Gonna stop bitchin' now?"

Your eyelids felt heavy, then stared off into Toji's eyes, "Yeah...actually." You whispered, "Can I have a hit?"

"Only one because my guy is in jail and this is the last bit of weed I have."

The first, full on hit made everything feel smoother at first, and still everyone was moving slower. You kept mumbling "slow," so quiet that Toji can't hear you babble on. Even if he did hear you, he would still ignore you.

It was quiet, a little too quiet even with the music blaring mixed with people talking. Your heart began racing like you just ran a marathon or just took a like of coke (you would assume coke would do that). Toji was still pressed up against you, enjoying his weed hit while checking out a girl that's near him. He was about to get up but you gripped his wrist, "Jesus, what?"

"I..I don't feel good. My brain..I don't know I just...fuck. I can't get the words out." Your grip on his wrist tightened. Toji was about to yank you off of him but he was also too high to do anything.

"Please...help me."

Toji rolled his eyes, "Can't you ask Saturo? Or his boyfriend?"

I'm so fucking confused right now. Why the fuck did I do this.

"I can't find them and I don't have time I think? I...can we go somewhere else? I don't want to be alone."

Now usually, Toji would assume a bitch is wanting in his pants because they said they want to go somewhere else, but because he had more interactions with you than a stranger (which is a low bar on his part), he knows you're not playing tricks to get in his pants, but he is kinda pissed off that he has to babysit you.

"Sure, fine." He groaned, standing up from the couch with you still clutched around his wrist, "Can you loosen your grip at least? Damn." Toji guided you upstairs.

"I'll lose you if I loosen it."

"Yeah? And I think you're losing your mind right now."

"Oh God please don't say that stuff."

"Right...alright here we go."

"The bedroom?"

"What? It's upstairs and quiet. If people knock just tell them to go away. I did what you ask."

You sighed and hesitantly sat on the very edge of the bed, "I need Saturo or Suguru."

"Kay, whatever. You're a needy little thing aren't you." Toji laughed while trying to call either one of them, but both of them didn't answer. "Sorry tits, they ain't answering. Just stay in here until you sober up, or leave."

You shook your head, "I don't want to be alone. Can you stay in here with me? Please? I'm freaking out I hate this shit. I feel like I'm gonna have a heart attack or the police come and arrest me."

Toji chewed on his lip out of frustration and sat down next to you on the other side of the bed, twiddling with his thumbs.

You on the other hand had to manually breathe because you felt like you forgot how. Mouth was dry, your body was clammy, why the fuck do people like getting high?

You stayed silent, secretly fighting for your life while Toji just stared, "Feeling better?"

You shook your head, you're wanting to say no and freak out some more but you felt like you physically couldn't talk.

"Lay down." Toji huffed.

You remembered about what Toji said some days ago, these party's are usually for people to find people to fuck. You frantically shook your head no and stood up, "I'm a virgin!"

Toji looked at you in the most confused way as possible, "Huh? That's not what I said."

"I...oh...sorry I thought-"

"I'm trying to get you to chill the fuck out. Trust me this," He circled his finger at you, "is a turn off. I'm not gonna fuck you especially if you're paranoid and shit. Lay down."

You swallowed hard and laid down on the bed on your back. The overhead light was too bright for your liking but you seriously don't want to be in the dark alone with Toji out of all people.

"Turn on your side to recovery position just in case if you throw up." He pinched the bridge of his nose.

You did what he said, curling yourself up in a fetal position.

Toji sat by your head, resting his arms on his knees. His eyes would occasionally look down at you before looking back on his phone.

He texted the boys that you need one or both of them but they're still not answering. Toji sighed and leaned back against the headboard.

"Toji?"

"What?" He still sounded irritated with you, but as of right now you don't exactly care what he thinks, you're still feeling paranoid about things (and the fact that you forgot how to breathe and that you're scared you're gonna have a heart attack).

"Why are you taking care of me?"

"You literally asked me to." He deadpanned.

"Yeah but..." You turned to your other side to face him, "you didn't have to."

Toji looked straight back at the wall in front of him. He chewed on the inside of his cheek before finally saying something. "I had a son who would cry a lot when he was little. He would hold onto my finger and cry about how scared he was."

"You had a son?" Your voice was soft, softer than Toji has had heard before.

"When he was 4 I had to give him away, it was for the best...but the point is," He looked back down at you, "I feel bad for leaving you like this."

You wanted to ask so many questions about this mysterious son and Toji's previous life but now is definitely not the time. You scooted closer to to him, your head resting against his hip. God, you hate being high. Feeling all mushy around him.

Toji tensed up while he's thinking to himself, 'What the fuck is she doing?'

Toji hates being soft, especially around women, but surprisingly you're the only one who didn't want him for sex, just to be comforted while you ride out this awful high.

"Is my heart about to explode?" You whimpered.

"Nope."

"Can you check please? I know it's where my tit is but I don't even care at the moment." You sat up and rested your back against the headboard, matching Toji's position.

He placed his head right above your tit to hear your heart beating kinda rapidly, but it was normal. He didn't want to freak you out even more so he lied, "It's beating normally. You're fine."

While he was checking for your heart rate (which is funny because you could've asked him to check your pulse but you forgot you could've even do that...and he forgot as well). You caught a whiff of his shampoo scent. His hair was incredibly soft that you wanted to run your fingers through it.

Toji lifted up his head again, "You'll be fine."

"Thanks for checking." You sighed, "Again Im so sorry I'm ruining your fun. I'll be fine I think I just need to sleep it off."

Toji felt delighted because of that so he quickly got up from the bed, then looked back at you, "You gonna be fine?"

You didn't reply, technically you were going to be fine but only when he was here with you. Seeing a guy so mean and sarcastic acting nice is a big turn on with you. Maybe it was the weed that was making you feel like this. Besides, you need a distraction from the paranoia thoughts like the FBI was about to come to this place.

"Wanna do it?" You mumbled, looking down at your lap.

"Do...what?"

You looked up at him, "...Fuck."

"Huh?"

"Im a virgin and I'm scared it's gonna hurt, but since I'm high it can relax my body a bit...so I just want to...you know...besides I'm curious."

Toji wanted to fuck you since the beginning, and funny enough? He didn't even call Gojo and/or Geto because he wanted to fuck your little brains out, but you don't need to know all the details.

"Have you ever done other stuff?" He walked closer, sitting down next to where your feet was.

"I let a guy try to finger me but it hurt too bad to do anything further."

Fuck he's thinking to himself, pussy so tight that it'll grip so hard to where he can't pull out, and he wanted that.

"If I fuck you I don't want you to go around saying I took advantage of you."

You shook your head, "No! No I swear I'm not like that."

Toji chuckled and pushed your thighs apart before leaning over you in between your thighs. His hands resting on the headboard, his knee rested right against your clit, "Good," He whispered seductively. "What made you want my dick all of a sudden?"

"Your shitty personality, but secretly having a soft spot for me."

"Trust me, I don't have a soft spot for you." He got closer to your face, lips inches away from yours.

With one hand on the headboard, his other having a light grip around the back of your neck. His lips crashed onto yours in a hungry, starving manner. His kiss was intense, almost desperate. His tongue traced the seam of your lips seeking entrance as you parted them willingly for him. As your tongues met, the kiss deepened, becoming more heated and passionate.

When he finally pulled away, his chest was heaving, his breathing ragged. He leaned his forehead against yours, his voice a low, lust-filled rasp. "Fuck, I want you so badly," he breathed against your skin. "Tell me you want this too. Tell me you need me as much as I need you."

Without him letting you answer he whispered in your ear, "Don't worry, baby. I'll be gentle. I'll make sure your first time is unforgettable."

His hand slid from your hip to your inner thigh, his fingers tracing a path upwards. "But I have to warn you... Once I start, I don't know if I'll be able to stop."

"I'm ready..please fuck me Toji," You begged, biting your lip.

He leaned in to capture your mouth in a searing kiss. His slid under your shirt, his calloused fingers skimming over the smooth skin of your stomach before cupping your breast, squeezing the soft mound.

He tore his mouth from yours to blaze a trail of hot kisses down your neck, pausing to suck at your pulse point. He bit down, marking you as his, before soothing the sting with his tongue. His other hand slid down to the waistband of your jeans, popping the button easily and sliding the zipper down.

He pulled back just slightly to look at you, his eyes dark and hungry as they raked over your flushed face and disheveled hair. His voice was a low, guttural rasp. "Last chance to back out, baby. Once these come off... there's no turning back." He hooked his fingers into the hem of your jeans and waited for your answer, the anticipation thick in the air between you.

"I'm not backing out...I can't wait any longer just please fuck me." You begged like you were a needy slut.

Without warning, he gripped the waistband of your jeans and your panties and yanked them down your legs, exposing your wet pussy.

His hands slid back up your thighs, pulling your shirt and bra off of as he went. He paused for a moment to admire the view, his eyes roaming over your naked body with lust.

Then he was on you, his mouth hot and demanding against your skin. He kissed and licked his way down your neck, pausing to suck and bite at the sensitive spots he found. His hands mapped out every curve and contour of your body, squeezing and caressing as he went.

As he reached your breasts his mouth closing around one stiff peak as his hand kneaded the soft flesh of the other. He sucked and licked, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud until you were arching into his touch, craving more.

He chuckled low in his throat as he pulled away, his voice a low, seductive murmur. "Such a needy little thing, aren't you? Don't worry, baby. I'll give you exactly what you need." His hand slid down between your legs, his fingers brushing against your slick folds teasingly.

He rubbed slow, maddening circles around your clit, not quite touching you where you needed him most. His other hand gripped your hip, holding you in place "You said you were too tight hm?"

You nodded, face feeling flushed because you're about to let this guy you just met last week to finger fuck you.

Without hesitation, he slid one long, thick finger inside your tight, virgin pussy, feeling your walls clench around the sudden intrusion. His finger sinking deeper as he began to pump it in and out of your dripping cunt.

Your breath hitched, even with one finger it still sent pain through you. You're terrified of his cock fucking your pussy ruthlessly.

His thumb still rubbing firm circles around the sensitive nub as he added a second finger, stretching you further. You threw your hand over your mouth to muffle the whimpers, your slick arousal coating his fingers, making the glide easier.

He leaned in close, his lips brushing against your ear as he spoke, his voice a low, lust-filled rasp. "That's it, baby. Let me feel you." His fingers curled inside you, stroking a spot that made you feel drunk.

His other hand slid up your stomach to your breast, squeezing the soft mound roughly as he pinched and rolled your nipple between his fingers. "So fucking tight...you think you can handle my cock now? Are you gonna be able to keep quiet?"

You're thinking to yourself, no, but your pussy was begging to get fucked. You nodded, biting your lower lip.

He quickly shed his own clothes, revealing his huge, muscular body, his skin glistening in the bright overhead light. His cock sprang free, long, hard and thick, dripping with precum.

Toji settled between your spread thighs. He grabbed your hips, pulling you flush against him as he rubbed the thick head of his cock against your soaked entrance. He teased you with it, coating himself in your natural lubricant as he ground against you.

Then with a single, powerful thrust, he buried himself inside you, breaking through the barrier of your virginity. He paused for a moment, allowing you to adjust to the sudden intrusion, feeling your walls flutter and clench around him.

You screamed out, "Fuck, Toji! I told you to go gentle at first!"

"I don't fuck slow and gentle." He growled, but it was so fucking hot to see him so desperate.

He began to move, his hips rolling in a steady rhythm as he fucked you with long, deep strokes. One hand slid under your ass, tilting your hips up to meet his thrusts as he drove into you harder, faster, the bed creaking under the force of his passion.

His other hand slid up your body to your breast, kneading the soft flesh roughly as he pinched and rolled your nipple between his fingers. He leaned down to capture your mouth in a searing kiss, swallowing your moans and cries of pleasure.

You could feel your body tensing underneath him, your walls starting to flutter and clench around his pistoning cock. He knew you were close, and he redoubled his efforts, determined to make this your first of many mind-blowing orgasms with him. He loves fucking virgins, the thought of taking something innocent away from you (and from other women) turned him on even more. His cock throbbing in your tight little cunt while you moan out some cuss words as he continued to fuck it hard so hard that it was swollen.

"That's it, baby. Just like that," he encouraged softly, his voice a low, soothing murmur against your skin. "Feel how good it is to be filled by me,"

"It feels...Fuck Toji!...mmph!"

Toji smiled softly at your breathless words, a flicker of renewed desire sparking in his eyes. He leaned in to capture your mouth in a slow, sensual kiss, his tongue stroking yours in a dance of give and take.

His hips continued their steady rough rhythm, each thrust pushing him deeper, stirring your insides in the most delicious way.

His hand slid behind your knee, lifting your leg up and back, opening you wider to his deepening thrusts. You could feel the tension building in your body, your walls starting to flutter and clench around him.

"That's my good girl," he praised softly, his voice a low, approving rumble. "You're taking me so well, baby."

You nodded to his praise as your moans sounded sluttier.

"Cum for me, sweetheart," he encouraged, "Let me feel you come undone around my cock, knowing that I'm the one who brought you this much pleasure." He captured your mouth in a searing kiss, swallowing your cries of ecstasy as you finally let go.

Toji groaned, a deep, guttural sound of pure male satisfaction as your walls clench and spasm around his cock, your release coating his length. He continued to thrust through your orgasm, each movement extending your pleasure.

With a final, powerful surge of his hips, he buried himself deep inside you. He shuddered and groaned above you, pulling out to let his hot seed spurting in long, thick ropes all over your stomach and tits.

Your body still sending shockwaves as Toji got up from the bed, using your shirt to clean your "cum" off of his dick before throwing your shirt over to you.

You deadpanned at your ruin shirt, wiping his cum off of your stomach. "Gee, thanks."

"Oh shut up. You wanted it."

You can't deny that, it was hot and it felt so fucking good. Also, you're high worn down by a lot.

But even after your high worn down, you can't complain about the rough sex and losing your virginity at a frat house. You enjoyed yourself, enjoyed yourself getting fucked by Toji out of all people.

Toji immediately got dressed as he watched you wipe off the huge load of cum.

"Can I borrow a shirt please? You ruined mine." You frowned.

Toji was about to say no but decided to play nice again, "sure." He replied, tearing his shirt off and throw it over to you.

You didn't say thanks, and just put it on with your underwear and pants.

You stood up from the bed, feeling your pussy ache from how hard he was fucking it, but it felt nice in an unusual way.

"You done being all paranoid?" Toji teased.

"Yeah, you fucked it away." You laughed, opening the bedroom door and leaving without saying anything else.

Toji is hoping you'll come again (ha) next Friday.

[effy-writes]

Toji Imagine: him proposing using his worm

and not his dick, the actual worm around him. i think it’ll be funny asf if he proposes and the worm spits out the ring 😭

[effy-writes]

Nanami: Aphrodisiac (smut)

summery: you have this unique curse energy technique and you made an embarrassing binding vow that somebody has to help you with...and that person is Nanami

notes: mentions sexual assault in the past but won't be that detailed, just a mention. i also have no idea if this can even happen but idk im horny. i hardly write cannon jjk so it might not be cannon but idrc 😭 also SUPER long plot before the smut oh my god im so sorry i just didn't want this to sound rushed (it sorta was). lots of second hand embarrassment so...you were warned. 4100 words.

Everyone that you know in the town you grew up in knows that you can defeat these spirits. It's an embarrassing curse energy technique that you have but it helps people, it gets the job done.

The problem with this is that sometimes ineffective, so you made a vow: the strongest your ability is, is basically determined by how hard you orgasm in 24 hours.

For example, if you masturbate and is able to release, your curse technique is only strong for about 3 seconds, and it'll still work for 24 hours. If a person makes you release then it's strong for about 30 seconds, and it'll still work for 24 hours. If a person fucks you, it's strong for 5 minutes and it'll still work for 48 hours.

This curse energy is the only reason why you didn't go to Jujutsu High. It's too embarrassing for you to even work with colleagues and having to be mentored and all of that. It's humiliating.

Until finally you decided to say "fuck it," and go to Tokyo because you still need to get taught to be a sorcerer.

However you're thinking to yourself, you're 20 there's no Jujutsu college and you know damn well you're not gonna go to the high school.

You ended up emailing one of the sorcerers and just asked if you can still get trained despite already being an adult. The email consisted of you introducing yourself and that you have this unique curse technique (that you would rather explain in person), and also mentioned that you need a mentor to help.

Three days had passed with no response. "Guess I'll just fuck myself," you mumbled to yourself with no pun intended.

Your phone dinged on a Tuesday morning while you sat on the couch watching some reality Tv show. You looked down at the phone that was laying on the couch and immediately picked it up after seeing the notification.

You wanted to scream and cheer out of happiness but didn't want to wake your neighbors. Finally, you replied back agreeing to what the email said.

Two days later you stood at the train stop with your luggage, waiting eagerly for the guy in the email to show up and drive you to your new apartment and get more information on how and when he's going to teach and mentor you.

From the email, he told you that he would be wearing a suit with a blue button up and a yellow and black print tie. Easy enough you thought to yourself, he'll be easier to spot.

You looked through the crowds of people and saw a guy that fit the description, must be him.

You walked over to him with nerves and did a small wave, "Hi, I'm Y/n. Thank you again for mentoring me even though I'm not a student."

"Nanami Kento, nice to meet you." He stuck his hand out for you to shake. "You're going to be a special case since you're not technically registered but I can see what I can do. The higher ups did give me the go-ahead to mentor you. This is a very high in demand type of job so they'll take anyone. I'll explain later."

You nodded your head in agreement, "Thank you."

Nanami didn't reply, just motioned you to follow him. "You said in the email that you would prefer to talk about your curse energy technique in person. We can do that once we arrive at your new place or somewhere in public. It's up to you."

"Um...Im fine either way."

Nanami thought for a moment, "Would a sit down restaurant work? Then I can show you your new place."

"Yes, that works."

You followed your new mentor to his very expensive looking car, he opened the back seat door for you before him getting to the drivers side.

Neither of you talked in the car. You were too nervous to say anything and he was keeping his eyes out on the road.

He pulled the car into a parking spot at the restaurant, once again opening your door.

Once seated at the booth he cleared his throat before talking again, "So, tell me more about this curse energy technique."

You twiddled your thumbs underneath the table and chewed on your bottom lip, "This is going to be hard to explain and embarrassing on my end, and your end as well, but..." You didn't finish your sentence. You knew what you were going to say to him and what not to say. You're not going to mention the binding vow until you absolutely need to.

Nanami listened carefully as you continued your sentence, "I have to get really close to a curse spirit and basically uh...touch the region that's between the legs...and um...doing that it would leave them in a trance of ecstasy." I regret emailing this guy.

Nanami cleared his throat once more, "I'm listening...is that all?"

"Well...when they're in this trance they lose their ability for a certain amount of time depending on my curse energy." You couldn't tell if your face is hot because of the embarrassment or because of the light that's illuminating the table.

Nanami followed along, "Interesting. So I assume this is an only close up attack?"

"Right, and because of that I feel weak and I know I need to learn more about it and how to benefit from it more. That's why I came to you."

The waitress handed out the water before asking again on what you and Nanami want to order before taking the menus and leaving you guys alone once more.

"I think I can handle it. It's different but I like to challenge myself. Now, when you said they're in a trance for a certain amount of time depending on your curse energy, what exactly do you mean?"

You kept up with your promise, "My emotions."

"Which is?"

Damn he's really not letting go of this. "Bipolar."

He nodded, taking in this new information, but he has a hunch that you're not telling the truth. Whatever it is, Nanami didn't fight on it and he figured you would tell him later.

The food finally arrived and once it did neither of you said a word. It was mainly asking how the food was. He didn't ask you anything about your personal life, not that he didn't care, but because he wanted to keep everything professional.

Eventually he took you to your new living situation, which was only 5 minutes away from Nanami's house.

"I rented this room for you, here's the keys to it."

"Thank you, I appreciate it."

"Do what you need to do and I'll knock at your door at 9 AM tomorrow. Understand?"

"Yes, understood. I'll see you tomorrow."

Nanami did a slight nod before he exited the apartment complex. You watched as this very handsome man drove away. He's your mentor, stop lusting.

The apartment room was small but cozy. You didn't really have anything to complain about, you're more so thankful that a Jujutsu sorcerer is helping you despite you not going to the high school.

The next morning Nanami drove you to an extremely run down neighborhood. The atmosphere was unsettling that gave you goosebumps. Houses were rotting with overgrown plants all over them.

"This ran down neighborhood has tons of cursed spirits. In the email you said you defeated a quite few correct?" He looked at you through the rear view mirror.

"Uh, yes, I have." But a part of you was freaking out. A simple masturbation in the morning won't do the trick and you're thinking to yourself, how would you even do this? You only know one technique and it's pretty much useless because you have to receive some sort of pleasure.

You and Nanami walked down the unsettling neighborhood while being alert. He put his arm out in front of you to stop walking, "Over there," He pointed out straight with his other hand. Nanami dropped both his arms and pulled out his blunt short sword. "I'll let you fight it, I'll be behind you."

You exhaled and started running at the target, using a form of calisthenics and parkour to get closer to this gross, ugly, creature so you can touch that between their legs. The shit I'll do for money.

Nanami watched closely, eyeing at your techniques while still paying close attention to the curse spirit.

It was trial and error and finally you were able to borderline grope the creature that lead them to stop in their tracks and feel pure ecstasy. This sets you on a 3 second timer. For 3 seconds they can't do anything. But since you barely came from this morning it failed.

Nanami gotten closer to see what exactly you were doing and what was happening. Eventually Nanami just killed it for you because it was taking a long time to kill something this weak.

With your hands on your knees you caught your breath. Nanami crossed his arms and looked down at you, "I thought you done this before?"

You straightened yourself back up but was still panting, "I have."

"And was able to defeat them?" He raised his eyebrow, not believing a word you said from before.

"Look, I haven't been completely honest."

"I noticed."

You slightly winced, "You mad at me?"

"No. I want you to be honest with everything."

You sighed and took a small step back out of the embarrassment that you're about to cause, "I have to uh...cum...every day for my curse energy to be strong."

Nanami tried to remain professional but he was shocked to hear something like that. "That's new and...interesting. Is there anything else about this?"

"Yeah...so if I pleasure myself then my curse energy will be strong for roughly 3 seconds for 24 hours. If somebody else pleasures me by um...fingering or ya know..eating me out, then it'll be strong for 30 seconds for 24 hours...however, if I get fucked then it'll be strong for a minute or 5 and would last 48 hours." You wanted to die out of embarrassment.

Nanami rubbed his chin before finally speaking, "And by strong you mean there's a certain spot you have to touch and it'll feel such an intense amount of eccasy in a specific time frame?"

"Yeah pretty much." You shrugged.

"Do you have this situation solved?" Even himself was getting flustered by having this conversation.

"Not exactly...I did try to masturbate this morning but obviously it didn't do much."

"And you made this a vow, correct?"

"I felt like I had to because it was useless unless I didn't. Now I'm kinda regretting it but I was a teenager when this happened." You looked at your surroundings, "Also can we have this conversation not here where we could possibly end up killed because we're not like...locked in?"

"I'm always keeping a look out so I can assure you we're fine, but if it makes you more comfortable to go somewhere else then that's fine as well."

You gave a thumbs up while walking back to his car, "Got it," Nanami following behind.

Once again he opened your door in the back of the car and gently closed it. Nanami adjusted the mirror one more before driving off. "Are you okay with brunch?"

"Uh, sure."

"You mentioned that this happened when you were a teenager, care to elaborate?"

You squeezed your own thighs, "I would rather not talk about it." Your voice shook a bit. Nanami could sense it but kept his mouth shut.

"I find you interesting, Y/n. You're doing this but you hate your technique."

"Yeah..." Your voice got quiet, "It's something I have to deal with."

Nanami didn't say anything yet again and drove you to one of his favorite coffee shops.

The two of you sat outside with menus in your hands. Nanami being curious, he wanted to know more about this technique, sure to help you with it more but he's more curious on how and why you have this.

"I'm not going to pressure you into elaborating what caused this, but it'll be helpful for me so I can mentor you properly." Nanami put his menu down and looked at you through his rounded glasses.

"I could never see or do anything about cursed spirits, and I was completely fine by that, I didn't really care...but when I was 15 I got sexually assaulted and somehow I developed this cursed energy. I guess from trauma with it being sex related, but now I would have to do the same things that my assaulter did to help save other people." Once again you squeezed your thighs with your hands. Nanami listened in closely, trying to gather words that won't offend or hurt you.

"I'm very sorry to hear that. I recalled something similar like that happened to a previous student. His friend died when they were both in elementary school and he was so distraught and depressed that he accidentally made her into a cursed spirit and he developed some interesting techniques using her help. Your case sounds a little different but it has happened before."

"Do you think he can help me?"

Nanami shook his head, "He's not a teacher so probably not, but don't worry, I have taught many students in the past."

"What about the vow I made? I would have to find somebody to help me...you know."

"How did you do it back in your home town?"

"I found some people who were willing to do it. I hate myself for it but like I said, I was 15 when I made this vow thinking that I can have control in the whole sex thing but really I don't feel like I have control."

The waitress came and wrote down your orders before leaving you two alone again.

"Do you have connections to help you with this vow?"

"Yes." No.

"That's good to hear. After we eat I'm going to drive you to another place where there's much more curse spirits. I know your energy levels are low but practice is always needed."

"Yeah...I know."

~~~

Days after days of failing to complete your training Nanami became more fed up. He mentioned that he didn't like to do overtime even though he's not getting paid to do this.

"I thought you found someone to help you with this vow?" He said while driving back to your apartment.

"I lied, I didn't."

Nanami sighed, "I don't know what to say then. I want to help you but I'm starting to feel like I can't. I can send you off to another person to mentor you but-"

"No!" You raised your voice, immediately feeling regret, "No," You said a little quieter. "I already don't feel good about this. I have to live with the trauma everyday and I need someone to help me with this. I don't want another person to mentor me because I already trust you."

Nanami glanced at you through the rear view mirror, feeling touched that you trust him after being with him for a week (and especially after hearing your backstory), but he truly doesn't know how to help and it aches him.

You knew what you had to do, it was a short question but if he declines then you know it's a sign to stop trying and just go back home to your small town that resudates 500 people. "Can you help me with this vow." You chewed on your bottom lip, anxiously waiting for an answer.

Nanami eyes widened, almost coughing on his spit but he kept it professional once again, "Y/n...I..." He couldn't gather his words. Yes, it was a bold question and yes he wants to help you, but he feels like this is too unprofessional.

"It's okay to say no, I was just trying to find more solutions."

The stoic man sighed, "I'm only going to do this before we train. On days we don't then I'm not going to do this. This arrangement is strictly for business and nothing else more. Understand?"

Your heart was racing, mainly out of embarrassment and nervousness. "I understand completely."

"I appreciate that you trust me, but you can't tell this to anyone. I mean it, Y/n, don't make me regret this because I really want to help you."

You obliged, "I know, and I thank you."

Nanami shifted in his seat, pulling up to the apartment complexes. "I'll come knocking at your door at 9 AM sharp. Do you own a skirt?"

"Yeah, why?"

"It'll be less intimate that way, have a good evening."

~~

8:30 AM. You're pacing back and forth in the living room. Your hands are so sweaty that you have to keep washing them off. You keep checking your phone from any new messages from Nanami but there wasn't any. Did he bail? You thought, now chewing at your finger nails.

9 AM sharp a knock was heard from your door. You let out a shaky exhale and opened it to see the same, flustered Nanami. "Let's get started." He said while you closed and locked the door.

"I want to keep this as professional as possible without any strings attached. Your bed is far too intimate, so will the couch work?"

You slowly nodded, "What exactly will you be doing?"

"Medically it's called digital penetration, but I typically call it manual sex."

You were still acting confused on these terms you never even heard of.

Nanami's face redden even more, "The most modern word is fingering."

"Oh! Yeah, okay yeah that makes sense. Um..you are aware you have to do this every morning right? On days that I have to train?"

"I'm aware of this arrangement. Now, at any point, you're allowed to say stop and I will immediately stop. Please don't hesitate to use your words."

You nodded while your hands was clenching themselves. "So, you want me to sit on the couch?"

"My goal is to keep this as professional as possible, so yes."

"Yeah! Yeah that works. So..I sit on the couch now?"

"Whenever you're ready you can take off your underwear but please keep your skirt on."

You slowly walked over to the black leather couch and sat down in your usual spot. Your hands trembled as you lifted up your butt to pull down the underwear. Once it was off you hid it behind in your back. Your skirt ended at the mid thighs and didn't touch it. Nanami wanted the skirt where it's at so your pussy isn't completely exposed.

Nanami adjusted his tie and walked over to you and position himself between your thighs on the floor, "You're going have to scoot closer."

Feel like I'm at the gynecologist.

You scooted closer to the edge of the couch, your already wet pussy about to drip onto the wooded floors.

"Please let me know if this is too uncomfortable for you and we can stop."

"Yeah, I know...I will, I trust you."

After the consent coming from you, Nanami slid his hand closer to your leaking pussy. His fingertips brushing against the sensitive area with a light touch.

Your hips slightly twitched and the soft hitched of your breath indicated that he should go farther into this unusual act.

Slowly, his fingertips traced gentle circles against your most sensitive spot. He let his middle finger slip inside of the tight, hot area. Your pussy clenching against the digit.

You relaxed and closed your eyes, wanting this act to help your energy because if it didn't help then it'll be so embarrassing for you to handle.

Nanami pumped his finger in and out in a steady, slow rhythm before curling that finger. He listened closely at your breathing.

He didn't want this to hurt you at all, so he slowly pulled his middle finger out, watching the natural lubricant coat his finger. Nanami then inserted both his middle and ring finger into your dripping, wet pussy.

Your hips thrusted up a bit, face red as it ever was because of this odd situation that you're having with your mentor that's 8 years older than you. "Is there anything..." You huffed out, "That I'm allowed and not allowed to do?"

Nanami's flushed face looked up at you, "You're allowed to relax as much as you can and try to release. However, I would like to ask that you respect my personal space. This is only to help you during training and possible future fights."

You nodded, feeling engulfed by the work of his digits pumping in and out, curling to hit that sensitive spot.

"Don't be afraid to be vocal."

You nodded once more, accidentally slipping out a moan. You quickly covered your mouth with your sweaty hands.

Nanami started to feel arousal but tried to keep that hidden. He's far too busy to engage in sexual activities, this was actually the first time in years where he pleased a woman. "You can make noises, don't hesitate."

Fuck, you're thinking to yourself, a guy has never talked you through it or be as gentle as Nanami. The previous men you had to be with are usually so rough that your pussy would ache with soreness while trying to fight these spirits, but with Nanami he was so gentle that you almost wanted to cry. Finally, you thought to yourself, you feel like you're in control again when it comes to sex.

Nanami could feel your body trembling due to his touch. Your hips rocked towards his fingers as he pleasured you with more of an increasing movements.

"Shh, it's alright." He murmured, "Don't hold back." He used his other hand to grip your thigh, wanting to send you more stimulation without going over boundaries.

You felt yourself climbing higher to your climax as your breathing became more ragged and your moans more frequent. "Fuck, Nanami, I'm getting close." You moaned out as your back arched.

Nanami's dick hardened in his pants, but luckily your eyes were closed while your head was facing up. He pushed those feelings down, reminding himself that the only reason he's doing this is to bring you to a high climax.

Your walls clenched and fluttered around his fingers. Nanami let go of your thigh and gripped your hip to hold you in place as he continued to pump his fingers in and out.

Your back arched from the couch as your moans turned into an orgasm, finally releasing all over his soaked fingers.

At the same time, Nanami could feel your surge of curse energy. It was a powerful sensation that sent shivers down his spine, almost making him want to cum.

He gentled his touch so you can ride out the waves of your intense orgasm. You shuddered once he pulled out the soaked fingers, using his other hand to pull out a wet wipe from his pocket and wiped off the excess of your arousal.

Nanami stood up, his knees slightly shaky as he regained his composure. He felt the lingering feeling of arousal but yet again pushed those feelings down.

You quickly put on your underwear and stood up from the couch. Your legs felt heavy as you can feel your energy in the air, automatically getting stronger. Both of you wanted to talk but neither of you could.

"Um, Nanami?"

"Hm?"

"One of the aftershocks is uh..aphrodisiac. So it's normal to feel really um..."

He put his hand up to stop you, "I figured. But that is over. Clean yourself up and let's get ready to train. I better see an upgrade." He somewhat joked about the last part, but he really wanted to see you know fighting these things off. This whole technique of yours was still super interesting, he wanted to see more of it.

He wants to give oral to see what will happen next.

[effy-writes]

Gojo: Friends with Benefits (smut)

notes: college au, gojo is pushy, porn with plot, i think that's about it

summery: fucked gojo last week because you're drunk, now he's needy

~~~

Gojo swears up and down that you guys are friends with benefits. "It was a one time thing!" You rebutted, but Gojo wouldn't listen nor let you live that down.

You don't hate Gojo and do love having a conversation with him, but sometimes you can't stand it when he makes these comments about fucking you. Sometimes you'll play along with it, being like "Oh I'm sure you want to fuck me because I'm the only girl who did!"

"Ah, going down that route I see. You just love the attention I'm giving you because you don't get that much attention as kid, am I right?" He teased with a smug look on his face.

You're not confirming or denying that.

Your friends knows about this whole thing going on with you and Gojo because it seems like you're always complaining about him to them.

"And like, just because we fucked one time doesn't mean we're friends with benefits or I want to continue it." You rested your elbows on the tables and benches that was outside of the campus.

"Do you like being friends with him?"

You sighed, "Yeah, unfortunately. I don't even know why I continue to be friends with him but-"

"Whatcha doing?" Speaking of the devil, Gojo sat right beside of you with his arm around your lower back.

Your 3 friends who was siting across from you guys tried to hold back their smiles. You rolled your eyes at them, but mainly at Gojo.

"Get your arm off of me."

Gojo chuckles, not removing his arm from around your lower back as he leans in closer,

"Aww come on Y/n, don't be like that. They already think we're a cute couple anyway, a small waist squeezing isn't going to change that." He smirks, giving your waist a playful squeeze. "Besides, you know you can't resist me. Don't fight it, just enjoy the attention." Gojo winks at your friends before turning his focus back to you, a cocky grin spreading across his face.

"So, what are you lovely ladies gossiping about today, hmm? Don't stop because I'm here." He leans in, pretending to listen intently.

"I was telling them about how you never leave me alone." You said with a smug smile.

Gojo raises his eyebrow as he removes his arm from your waist and drapes it over your shoulder, "Well, can you blame me? When I've got such stunning company to keep."

He reaches up with his free hand to playfully tuck a stray lock of your hair behind your ear, his fingertips grazing your cheek. "Besides, you know you secretly love having me around. I make your life so much more... exciting." Gojo's eyes sparkle with playful arrogance as he looks at you, then glances at your friends with a wink. "Right, ladies? Doesn't she just light up whenever I'm nearby?" He chuckles, clearly reveling in the flirtatious banter.

Your friends laughed and agreed with this clingy man, "Oh come on Y/n, you talk about him allll the time."

He smirked, "Oh really now?"

You hid your face with your hands as your groans got muffled, "Oh my god."

Gojo reaches out to gently pull your hands away from your red, embarrassed face, "There's no need to hide that pretty face, Y/n. I think your friends are loving the show. Aren't you girls loving the show?" He glances at your friends with a grin before turning his intense gaze back to you.

His hand finds its way to your thigh under the table, giving it a light, teasing squeeze. "I'm just here to make your day a little more... thrilling. And by the looks of it, everyone can see why I can't stay away from you."

"I hate all of you."

Gojo laughed, "Don't try to deny it. We all know you're loving every second of my attention." He left a cocky wink, leaving you flustered with the amused laughter of your friends.

"Okay! That is enough!" You scooted away from Gojo, leaving you at the edge of the bench, "I really don't want my friends to watch you fill me up!"

He raises his eyebrow at your anger, taken back for a second before having a devious grin spread across his face, "Fill you up, huh?"

"I'm leaving, fuck all of you." You flipped your friends and Gojo off with two hands before leaving this embarrassing scenery.

"Fuck I hate him so much." You mumbled, making your way to the dorm room.

You don't actually hate the guy, and you're thinking to yourself, maybe he's right? No guy (especially a guy friend) ever gave you this amount of attention.

The first (and last) time you guys fucked was about a week ago because the two of you were drunk. It was some drinking game that Toji wanted to do. Both you and Gojo are extremely light weights so it didn't take much for you two to be plastered.

You don't remember much of the party or even how you got into Gojo's bed. One minute you two were laughing and the next you were riding him, and oh boy he did not let that go.

You did enjoy yourself though. His hands gripping at your hips as you bounced up and down his cock, him moaning your name so loud that other people might've heard, it was hot.

But he was one of your childhood best friends and don't want to ruin it despite of what Gojo thinks.

You plopped your body onto the bed that has a horrible problem of squeaking. You had about 3 minutes and 30 seconds before somebody started knocking at your door. "Yes?"

"It's me," Gojo said in a sing-song voice.

You inaudibly groaned before getting up from the squeaky bed and walked over to the door. A part of you wants to tell him to fuck off for annoying the hell out of you, but another part is secretly hoping for him to fuck the shit out of you. Finally, you pulled the door open and there was Gojo leaning on the door frame.

"What do you want?"

"To come in. Look Im sorry for embarrassing you in front of your friends."

"That sounds like sarcasm."

"Well it was sorta."

You peaked your head out and looked both ways before pulling him inside of your room and locking the door. "You had no right to do that little show in front of my friends."

"Oh come on, they enjoyed it!"

"This past week you've been so annoying because we fucked! It was a one time thing."

"Really?" Gojo inched his way towards you, your bodies almost touching. "If you didn't want to fuck then you wouldn't have opened that door. You could've told me to leave and I would have, and yet you didn't."

The part that you hate the most was that he was right, and he knew that too.

Reaching out, he cups your face with one hand, thumb brushing over your bottom lip as he leans in, his other hand  finds your hip, squeezing gently as he pulls you flush against him. He captures your lips in a rough kiss, walking you backwards until your knees hit the edge of the bed, breaking the kiss. Gojo reaches down and yanked off your shirt over your head before tossing it.

You subtly shuddered as his hands roamed over your exposed skin before his mouth made contact with your neck. Kissing and softly biting, wanting to leave hickeys all over your neck but he knew you would kill him. Not a total asshole.

He pulled back and gave you a smirked, not even saying anything to tease you. With him still staring at your desperate eyes he unbuttoned your jeans and roughly tugged them down your legs to throw them over to where your shirt was.

"Take the rest off." Gojo pointed to your mix matched bra and underwear.

You obliged his request and unclasped your bra with shaky hands. It was much easier fucking him drunk because you didn't have a care in the world, but now you're aware, a little too aware.

Gojo watched intently when the bra finally fell off of your shoulders, your tits staring at him. Your cheeks flushed with embarrassment but you want this.

Gojo's knee rubbed gently against your clothed pussy as he leaned down to attach his lips against your nipples. You bit your lip to hide the little noises that was about to escape.

Gojo's other hand reached for your neglected tit and knead it while he was licking and sucking at the sensitive nub from the other tit. He felt your wetness leaking out onto his jeans that was covering up his knee.

Gojo pulled away himself and his knee from you so you could take off your panties.

"Why am I the only one naked?" You frowned.

Gojo snickered while pulling his shirt off of him. His lean, muscular torso made you want him even more. You wanted to trail your fingers up and down but your pussy was aching for him to fuck it.

Gojo's fingers made its way to the band of your underwear and pulled them off down your legs. You kept your legs closed, too anxious to spread them apart. I should've drank before this.

Gojo unbuckled his belt and pulled down both his pants and his underwear in a swift manner, his dick sprung up, already leaking out from the tip. He chuckled at your reaction and gently pushed you on your back. He hovered over you and used one hand to keep him up while the other hand found its way to your pussy, making you open your legs a little bit more.

His fingers stroked through the folds that was already soaking wet. He pushed in his middle and ring finger, pumping them in and out as he curled them to hit that special, sweet spot.

Your face formed into a pleasuring expression as Gojo watched closely. Seeing your eyes slowly blinking as your mouth parted because of him made Gojo melt to his knees. Your back slightly arched as your hands swung over his shoulders. "Fuck, Satoru." You whispered.

"You got to use more of your words, sweetheart."

"I want you to fuck me, please." You begged in a breathless plea.

Gojo pulls his fingers out of you abruptly and brought them to his lips to taste your arousal. He leaned back up and settled in between your thighs, the head of his cock pressing against your entrance. His hands tightly gripped your hips as he slowly inserted his pulsating cock into your tight cunt. You winced as your walls got stretched to accommodate the girth of his dick.

Gojo started to thrust forward in slow movements, taking the time to savor the feeling of your pussy reacting to the size of his cock. Even with slow momevmtbs like this your bed started to squeak. Gojo smirked to himself, knowing that in a moment this bed was going to annoy everyone on this floor.

"Go...faster please. I really wanted you to fuck me again but...I was too embarrassed to ask." You said in between breathy moans.

Gojo smirked at your request, "You're telling me for an entire week you wanted me again?" His voice was in a low seductive manner as his hips started to move a bit faster, on beat with the squeaking of the bed.

You nodded, pleading with your eyes.

Gojo leaned down to capture your lips in a messy kiss and at the same time picking up the pace of his dick sliding in and out of your wet pussy with more force.

You wrapped your thighs around him to accommodate for the new speed and rhythm. Your moans and the squeaking bed fell on the same beat. His hand slides to your hair and grabbed a fistful, pulling your head back so his lips could attack the sensitive skin.

Gojo leaned up once more and quickly pulled out. He grapped your waist to flip you over on your hands and knees, and pushed your head down against the bed so your back is in a nice, perfect arch with your ass in the air.

With his hand still on the back of your head he quickly thrust forward again. Your moans getting louder as this new position was able to hit the sweet spot. Gojo leaned down and growled in your ear, "That's it, I bet you missed this didn't you?"

"Y-yes!" You choked out.

Gojo released his hand from your head so he could use both hands to grip harder at your hips. "F-fuck Satoru, I'm gonna cum!" You cried out over the sound of the bed squeaking.

"Cum all over my cock like how you did last week when you were drunk out of your pretty little mind."

Your orgasm got muffled by the bed as you gripped the covers with your hands, your knuckles turning white.

With a loud, guttural groan Gojo pulled out his pulsating cock, releasing himself all over the tip of your ass and your back before inserting himself back in to work out your intense orgasm.

Once your noises died down, Gojo pulled out again and sat at the edge of the bed as you laid down on your back, his cum getting on your blankets.

"Still mad at me for embarrassing you in front of your friends?" He joked.

"Not right now, but later on I will be." You chuckled.

With a final big sigh Gojo laid down beside of you. "Same time tomorrow?" He turned his head to you.

You rolled your eyes and did the same, looking into his hella bright blue eyes. "Sure, why not."

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Gojo Imagines: you can talk to animals!

*requested from wattpad*

summery: you talk to basic animals and gojo finds that super cute!

• You met Gojo at high school. He saw you outside and what it looked like you were talking to a bunny. He tilted his head out of curiosity and was thinking to himself, "This chick is weird." He walked over to you and right when he did the bunny ran away. You jerked and turned your head around, "Can I help you?" You asked in aggravated tone.

"Were you talking to a bunny?" He snickered.

"Yeah, got a problem?" You stood up, but Gojo was still towering over you.

He put his hands up in defense, "No! Was just wondering what you were doing. Thought it was a cursed spirit but nope...just a regular bunny." He sounded disappointed.

"I can talk to animals." You put your hands on your hips.

"Oh shit! That's pretty cool! What was that little fella saying?"

"Asking me for food. For some reason animals know that I can talk to them so they always come to me. At first I wanted to be a veterinarian but turns out animals can see cursed spirits, I sadly cannot. So that's why i'm here."

• Gojo immediately got hooked on the idea of what you can (and can't) do. Although you thought it was a silly thing, he didn't think that of you. He ended up telling all of his friends and because of him so many people would bring their pets and ask you to talk to them.

"You could make money doing this!" Gojo was practically jumping up and down.

"Eh..I don't really care about the money."

Gojo wished you did.

• Gojo took you to the pet store and made you ask the animals on who wanted to be cared for from him. All of the animals were frightened except this cat who was color blind.

"Really? A cat?"

The cat meowed, "He said go fuck yourself." You replied.

"Fine, ask him if he wants to live with me."

"Animals can hear us," The cat meowed again, you turned your attention back to Gojo, "He said yeah, but he demands treats every 2 hours."

"That's oddly specific," Gojo pointed out, "But sure! You're coming home with me little fella."

• After a while you two still remained friends. You wanted to have a relationship with him but was afraid he wouldn't like you back...until the cat told you.

"You're  positive he likes me...right?"

"100%," The cat said in his low voice.

•Basically, that cat was a wing man, and after that you and Gojo started a relationship. All three of you were always going to places. The cat would rest on Gojo's shoulders while you guys went shopping or just a plain walk.

•Thank God you can talk to animals.

[effy-writes]

JJK request rules:

i’ll only do choso, sukuna (not recarnated), toji, gojo, geto, and nanami

yes i’ll do smut and threesomes!

i’ll also do oneshots and imagines!

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Two collections <3

Helluva Boss (requests closed)

JJK (requests open)

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JJK Masterlists <3

requests rule page

Choso

Shut you up (smut)

Don’t waste blood (smut)

Don’t waste blood p.2 (smut)

Sukuna

sukuna: fuck me until you kill me (smut)

Gojo

imagines: reader can talk to animals

friends with benefits (smut)

gojo and geto: revenge fuck (smut)

Geto

geto: hate fuck (smut)

geto and gojo: revenge fuck (smut)

Toji

toji proposing with his worm (short post)

toji: came for friends, came for toji (smut)

Nanami

Nanami: Aphrodisiac (smut)

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Choso: Shut you up (smut)

summery: choso found your nsfw twitter account notes: non cannon jjk, college au, virgin choso, pathetic and desperate (mainly coming from him), porn with plot

Choso has been sheltered for 18 years of his life, so when he finally moved out of his parents and went to college he was introduced to many different things...mainly because of you.

You were definitely the "wild child" growing up, getting into trouble with your parents, teachers, occasionally the police, but any of that didn't bother you. You lived everyday like it was your last.

Some people in college didn't like that about you. You were considered "immature" and too "loud," but that was your personality.

A lot of people were actually shocked to find out that you were even going to college, "new year new me," you would say, but that was a lie. Even though you were a wild person, you still was curious about the topic you're majoring in and want a job in that field, but you still couldn't get your act together.

You needed a good influence in your life, and that's where you saw Choso, sitting in the corner of the classroom with some headphones in.

He was always the mysterious, quiet type. You seen him around the school for about two years now, but never said anything to him (and vice versa).

You assume he was majoring in the same major as you because he would take very similar classes.

You finally grabbed your things from your usual spot and sat them and yourself beside of Choso. He ignored your gaze and continued to look at his phone.

Choso took out his earbud and turned his head, "What?" His voice was low, even though class hasn't started yet (and the professor wasn't even here when class was supposed to start 5 minutes ago).

"Nothing, just wondering what you were listening to."

"Uh, I don't know. I didn't pick the song."

"Does it sound good?"

"Not really," He paused, "What are you doing over here? Don't you usually sit up front?"

You shrugged, "Just wanting to talk to you because you're quiet and mysterious."

"Is that all?"

"Not really. I always see you around but hardly know anything about you."

"Choso."

"Y/n." You smiled.

"Yeah, I know."

You tilted your head, "You do?"

"You're very flamboyant and kinda loud."

"That's kinda why I'm here right now."

Choso took out the other earbud, "Huh?"

"This is gonna sound awful but I think you can help me? I'm flunking all of my classes and I can't get my shit together and I really need to graduate so I can get my associates. Can you help?"

Choso thought about it for a brief second. He doesn't really like being around people, especially loud and "crazy" people, but he thought his life was boring and needed something to do, so he finally agreed.

On days that neither of you work you would go over to his dorm and he would go over yours to help you study for tests and exams (and would help you with homework).

Choso was actually a really smart guy (and a sweet one), but that's pretty much about it for right now. When you would ask questions about his home life or his interests he would dismiss it and continue to help you with school work.

"You're boring, you know that?" You said while lying on his bed, partially joking.

"And guess who has good grades? Not you."

You acted offended, "Woww okay, going down that route."

"What's your grade in this class?"

"A 68."

"And you need a 70 to pass. You're so close."

You leaned up from Choso's dorm bed, holding yourself up with your elbows. "I've been working my ass off like crazy! Can we just please talk about something else fun." You begged.

Choso knew that you weren't gonna take no for an answer so he sighed and closed the text books, turning the swivel chair around to face you. "What do you want to talk about?" He asked in a very tired voice.

"You."

"Me?" He looked at you like you were crazy.

"Yeah? Likeee what's your favorite color."

"Red, yours?"

"Pastel blue, what was your home life like?"

Choso rolled his eyes, "Sheltered. I take it you didn't have a good home life?"

Your jaw slightly dropped, "What makes you say that?"

"I can point out so many things."

"Like?"

"Acting rebellious-"

"Me failing my classes isn't acting rebellious." You fully sat up from his bed and criss-crossed your legs.

"We went to high school together and I saw you always acting up in class, did you know that?"

"Oh shit...we went to high school together?"

Choso nodded, "I was always off in the corner. Didn't really like socializing because I don't know how, and I can't seem to relate to people."

Your heart felt kinda heavy for him, "I'm sorry...Is there anything I can do?"

"Rare moment of you being nice."

"Oh shut up, trying to help my new friend."

Choso slightly leaned back in the chair, "Friend?"

"Well, yeah? Was I supposed to say we're besties or something?"

"I don't know, like I said, I suck at social cues."

You scooter closer to the edge of the bed, "Well I can teach you them, and also teach you other things."

And by "other things" you really wanted to fuck him. A shy, quiet, mysterious guy is your type. And if you're being honest with yourself, you're surprised you haven't even fucked him yet. After meeting a guy (sometimes a girl), you're usually in their pants by day 3, but with Choso it's been about a month.

But judging his body language and just the way he treats you, you figured he doesn't like you like that.

You made Choso download so many social media apps, including Twitter. As of right now you don't necessarily use it because you kept getting banned from it due to the online fights you would have with other people, so you laid low for a while.

By the end of graduation you two became super close. Always sitting beside of each other, eating lunch together, going over to your dorm rooms to hang out, having Choso as a friend really brought you to your senses. Even your friends and professors were shocked about how quickly you turned your life around.

The college that you two went only goes to associate degrees, so you two had to move somewhere else for your bachelor's.

You were tired of living in dorms so you asked (more like begged) Choso to be roommates with you to help with renting an apartment, and like last time you don't really take no for an answer so he gave in. The apartment was small, but luckily it was 2 beds 1 bath, and neither of you complained about it.

You also gained a new and somewhat embarrassing hobby, but you received money out of it so you can't really complain.

"It's getting late," You said, as you looked at the analog clock that said "10:28." "Sorry that we didn't finish this movie."

"It's okay, we can finish it tomorrow."

You stood up from the couch and reached for the sky to stretch your arms. Your shirt raised with your arms exposing your mid-drift. Choso quickly turned his head away, not wanting to embarrass himself or make you uncomfortable that he was getting a tad bit flustered.

"God, my back hurts." You announced.

"Whys that?" Choso asked, looking down at his phone.

"Guess I did something weird to it." You relaxed your arms and torso, "Anyway, goodnight."

"Night."

Once he heard your bedroom door shut he immediately made his way to his room, which was directly across from yours with the bathroom next to his.

Recently, you introduced him to Twitter porn because PornHub got banned in many countries. For personal reasons, you didn't show him audio clips and unbeknownst to you, Choso only listens to audio clips.

He tried jacking off to the actual videos, but he always feels so dirty doing so (plus he can't really use his imagination). But once he found out there was audio clips he got addicted to it.

Everytime he jacks off he just imagine it's some girl riding his cock as she whimpers or moans sweet nothingness. In some audio clips he can hear the wetness and the splashing coming from their pussies.

He didn't want you to know, but he was a raging porn and masturbating addict. He wasn't always like this for obvious reasons (being sheltered and scared to talk to women), but after listening to you talk about your sex life and how sometimes guys can't make you cum, he became fixated on sex in general.

Sometimes while he's listening to these audios, your face and body will cross his mind. He tries to shake it off and feels uncomfortable that he's masturbating to you because he's doing it without your consent, but he can't help thinking about your naked, beautiful body tensing up because you're about to cum. He almost feels disgusted with himself for even thinking about that to you.

This time he's trying to keep that under control. It's not right for him to masturbate to you, pretending those audio clips are you whimpering and moaning.

Choso's dick was throbbing, just begging to be touched but he needed to find an audio clip. He came across this one page, "Venus," with very aesthetically pleasing page. The profile picture and the background were collages of the color pastel blue, and the bio said:

just a 20 year old wanting to get fucked <3

Choso slid down his sweat pants and underwear, his dick leaking pre-cum but he dared not to touch it until he found the right audio clip from this nsfw Twitter user.

As he scrolled he came across a picture that this user posted. Her face and hair was cropped out and all it showed was a tiny, tight bikini. That's weird, Choso thought, looks like Y/n's bikini.

But he reassured himself that type of bikini was very popular, he also doubt that's you because you would've told him that you did nsfw stuff on this god forsaken app. He figured you're very open with things and that you would've told him but that's not the case.

Choso found this one audio that was captioned, "i bought a new toy, i wish it was his though"

He pressed the audio clip and heard those sweet noises that he's addicted to. The soft, delicate moans escaping from his phone made his dick twitch. He used his thumb to circle his wet, pre-came tip before finally grasping at the base of his dick. He moved his tight-fisted hand up and down his shaft, biting his lip to prevent him from making any noise.

The girl barely spoke in this video, it was just her whimpering as she filled herself up with this toy. Choso wanted to see the actual video because of how attractive her moans sounded, but like previously he just used his imagination, trying not to masturbate to you.

The audio clip ended before he came, so he quickly scrolled to the next one titled, "<3"

Without hesitation he quickly pressed play on the clip, "I need a shy, mysterious guy to fuck me so good," she pant, "I'm begging!"

Choso's eyes opened wide, he knows that begging voice from anywhere, you won't take no for an answer.

Everything clicked with him, the pastel blue theme, the bikini that you own, the needing to be fucked by a shy guy, your voice. That was 100% you. Choso didn't want to stop although a part of him feels guilty for even jacking off to you, but you're the one who posted it so it's consensual, right?

Choso's breathing increased and became harsher as he pumped his dick up and down, imagining that you were the one pleasing him instead of himself. He just wants those soft hands of yours on his throbbing cock or imagining your soft, plump lips around it.

Fuck he needed you more than ever. He always wanted to shut you up by face fucking you. Always getting jealous that you're being fucked by other men and not himself.

He couldn't keep his noise down. Usually he can control his volume but knowing that this was your moans sent him way over the edge.

You on the other hand were enjoying a nice cold beer while watching a horror movie on your phone. Like almost all horror movies, there was a jumpscare that got you to spill the beer on your shirt. "Shit," you mumbled, pausing the movie and setting down the beer can on the messy night stand.

You made the very short walk to the bathroom to wet the bottom part of the shirt to get the leftover beer stain out. The walls to the bathroom was so creepily thin, you could hear noises coming from both Choso, and the girl's moans on his phone...your moans.

"Oh my god." You pinched the bridge of your nose. You're asking yourself if he knew he's masturbating to your voice. He never made the moves on you or made any "jokes" about wanting to fuck you, so would he feel disgusted that he's masturbating to your audio clip?

"Should I stop him?" You asked yourself.

You debated back and forth until the sounds from Choso and technically you died down.

You left the bathroom and bumped into a very flustered Choso.

"Heyyy." You both said.

"You need the bathroom?" You quickly asked.

"Uh...yeahhh. Do you?"

"No! No, she's all yours." You laughed with a hint of nerves.

While Choso was literally cleaning himself up, you couldn't help but to feel a little horny. Choso masturbating to your moans, cumming while you're orgasming on this off brand dildo. It turned you on by a lot.

You stood by your bedroom, waiting eagerly for him to leave the bathroom. You felt your pussy becoming wetter just thinking about Choso fucking you. God I need to calm down.

Finally he opened the door and got startled by you standing close. "Do you need anything?"

Yeah, for you to fuck me. "Um...so you know how these walls are thin?"

Choso winced, "So you heard me?"

"And myself...that audio clip-"

"I know, I can recognize that begging voice from anywhere. I'm sorry I should've clicked away after realizing it was you I felt guilty even doing it but," He stammered.

"I'm not mad! I was actually masturbating to you this entire time...God this is embarrassing."

Choso couldn't come up with any more words, he was stunned.

You continued the awkward talk, "Sometimes I get bored fucking my self with a dildo so do you wanna...replace it?" Please say yes.

Choso wanted to say yes but he doesn't want to be those guys that can't make you cum. He's still a virgin, so he's too scared to fuck you.

"If not that's okay just forget that I asked...You can continue listening to my audios I seriously don't mind-"

"I want to." He blurted out, "But I haven't had sex with anyone yet."

"That's okay! I never really had a preference sexually. Besides, I really want you to fuck me." You edged closer to him, your lips so close to his.

Hesitantly, he closed his eyes and pressed his lips softly against yours in a gentle, inexperienced kiss. His hand slid to the back of your neck, gripping gently as he angled your head to deepen the kiss.

A soft groan escaped Choso's lips as he lost himself in the sensation, his hips rocking forward to grind his cloth-covered erection against you. Choso couldn't help but let out a shaky moan into the kiss.

You pulled away and rested your forehead against his, "I always wanted to suck your dick since we met." You said desperately as you slid down to your knees, your fingers grabbing his waist band of the sweatpants.

Choso looked down  at you hungrily, biting his bottom lip, "Please." He begged, his cock leaking precum right into his underwear.

Seeing and hearing Choso be so desperate for you to pleasure him wanted you to skip foreplay so you can feel his cock in you, but since this is his first time for everything you want to treat him right.

You slid his sweatpants and boxers down, freeing his cock as it sprang up. The swollen tip was glistening with pre-cum. You hum pleasingly at the size. Choso looked at you with anticipation, silently begging for your mouth to engulf his dick.

Choso let out a small, quiet gasp as your tongue touched the tip.

You wanted to tease him for being so sensitive, but you haven't talked to him about that before so you decided to keep your mouth shut this time.

Choso's hands made their way to your soft hair to feel more in control of the situation, and he watched as you parted your lips wide enough for his dick to fit in your mouth.

Your lips wrapped around the tip of his shaft, swirling your tongue in circles. His grip on your hair tightened, but made sure to not hurt you.

He continued to stare in awe as he felt you take him in deeper into your mouth. His tip touched your gag reflex, inducing your throat to slightly squeeze the tip. Choso was afraid he was hurting you and wanted to pull you out , but you happily continued to try fit his whole dick in your mouth, but the left over inch couldn't fit in.

"Oh God...fuck..it feels," Choso couldn't form a coherent sentence.  He wanted to throat fuck you but decided to let you set the pace and continue to take control. He knows you're vocal on what you want and not want, so he assumes if you're not telling him to do something, then don't do it.

You bobbed your head back and forth, creating a suction with your mouth. Choso's hips jerked forward as his cock hit your tonsils again, making you gag and choke.

"Sorry," He whimpered as he amused yourself.

Choso's head fell back against the wall as he felt the tip of his cock hitting near the back of your throat. The vibrations from your moan and gagging around his dick almost made him cum but tried to hold it in as long as he can.

You pulled yourself off of his dick with a lewd pop, leaving it slick and throbbing in the cool air.

The sight of your spit shined lips and the desperate lust-filled look in your eyes made Choso's heart race.

You stood back up to meet Choso's face, "I want to fuck...please." You begged, just like how you begged in the audio clips.

Choso nodded desperately as you took his hand and dragged him into his room with him somewhat tripping since the sweatpants was still around his ankles.

You pushed him onto the bed as he uses his elbows to hold his weight up. You slowly took off the shirt you had on and tossed it, your tits practically staring at Choso.

He wanted to touch and fondle them, but waited patiently until you're on top of him.

You knew he was desperate for you to ride his cock, for him to officially lose his virginity over the dramatic, loud mouth girl.

You walked closer to him and slid off your pajama shorts and underwear, pussy already glistening wet natural lubricant.

Choso chewed on his bottom lip, his eyes half lidded just imagining you ride him and taking control of using his cock for your own pleasure. "Please...I want to feel you." He whined.

You didn't make him wait for much longer. Seeing him so pathetic and desperate made your pussy throb. You climbed on top of him as he gripped his cock tightly to line it up against your entrance as you settled your hips over his.

You winced as you sunk down his cock, your pussy walls stretching to accommodate Choso's girthy dick. Your pussy didn't engulf him just yet, you were still trying to adjust to his size.

Choso's fingers dug into the flesh of your hips, holding you steady, "Are you okay?"

You nodded and smiled, "I feel great. I'm just not used to this big of a dick before."

"Don't rush for me..take your time."

"Fuck, I need you so bad." You whined, finally getting the courage to take in his full cock. He made you feel so full with all of him in you. You still winced in pain, but it was getting better by the second.

"Oh..fuck," He gasped, "You feel so fucking good."

With the help of your feet on the bed on both sides of his hips, you used the momentum to raise your hips until the tip of the cock remained inside before sinking back down with a wet sound. At first it was slow so you could feel every ridge and vein on his dick, and for him to feel your pussy glide up and down. He was obsessed watching it engulf his dick, seeing how the lips go up and down his cock.

Choso's hips began to thrust up to meet your downward movements, instinctively matching your pace. Each time you sank down, he pushed up, burying himself inside your perfect, grasping warmth.

You definitely couldn't shut up. Your moans matched the rhythm of you two fucking. Feeling his cock repeatingly hitting your cervix sent shockwaves of pain and pleasure.

Choso was afraid he was hurting you, hearing you moan like that, but he saw how much you were enjoying yourself. One of your hands made their way to your sensitive, hard nipple, while the other hand inched its way to your clit, softly rubbing it. Choso's hands slid around to grip your thighs, spreading your legs wider as he thrust up.

Your knees were going weak so you rested them on both sides of Choso's waist instead of your feet.

Choso's other hand slid up your back to grip the nape of your neck, pulling you down into a sloppy, desperate kiss. You moaned into his mouth as he felt the way your body trembled against his.

You pulled away from the kiss, spit connecting from your mouth to his, "I'm gonna...cum," You moaned out, feeling your pussy tighten up, just begging to release.

Choso's own climax was fast approaching, but he was determined to make sure you came first. He wanted to feel you come undone around his cock, wanting to feel your pleasure surge through you. With a final, hard thrust, he buried himself as deep as he could go.

You orgasmed directly into your hands to muffle the screaming noises. "Fuck, Choso!" You cried out.

He let you ride out your orgasm by scooting you back and forth until he heard you becoming more quiet. Your pussy complusing around his dick as you completely come undone. His hands are still gripping tightly at your hips so he could gently pull you to the side so he wouldn't cum in you.

Choso whimpered your name as he finally let himself cum. White, thick liquid spurting out of his dick and onto his stomach and chest.

You laid on your side as you caught your breath, staring at the gorgeous man who watched himself cum all over his torso.

One side of his pigtails was undone, it looked asymmetrical but still cute.

"Fuck," He panted, "That was...," He couldn't come up with the words.

You giggled at his current expression and laid your head on his chest, your pointer finger circling in the middle of his torso. "You know...I forgot to press record. So...same time tomorrow? Only if you want to."

Choso nodded, "I need to. I want to shut you up by face fucking you."

You felt your stomach do flips, "I need that."

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Choso is a munch <33 (18+ Content, MDNI) :

There are 4 things in life that Choso can say he loves with certainty: his brothers, you, music, and your pussy. So, he eats you out like it's his new purpose in life—one he eagerly strives to fulfill.

Truth is, Choso could spend hours between your thighs just savoring you if you'd let him. It's both a selfless and selfish desire, rooted in his own pleasure as well. Yes, Choso wants you to feel good, but also, he wants to feel the blessing of laying his tongue on your pussy.

Which is why Choso eats you out with a certain fervor, a heated passion that'd make magma pits burn with jealously. His tongue is everywhere, ravishing your cunt with a desperate need to have your flavor simmering in every taste bud. He's nothing short of tongue-fucking you as he satiates his own desire to taste you. His mouth messily finds your clit, leaving a trail of sloppy kisses and licks behind. Quick to circle the sensitive bud with a steady swipe, his fingers thrust into you in tempo with each flick of his tongue.

As soon as he feels it—the twitch of your thighs—he knows he's doing a good job. He quickens the pace and suckles on the throbbing bundle of nerves. Your moans intertwine with Choso's own gasps of pleasure as he loses himself, rutting his hard-on against the mattress to chase some relief.

But it's driving him into a state of delirium, how only he can hear the way you unfurl beneath his lips. Only he can feel how your thighs twitch against his temples as you get close. Only he knows how delicious your orgasm tastes.

It's not long till you've dripped cum all over his tongue. With half lidded eyes, he gazes up at you, mouth glistening as it laps you up clean.

"Love this pussy so much," He practically slurs against your slit, intoxicated by your taste, settling on his tongue stronger than any liquor.

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yoooo found you from Wattpad!

yooo have fun reading my stuff on here lmao. thank you!

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going mentally insane 💀💀💀💀💀💀 2D IS NOT SLEEPING WITH THEM (ngl the voice actor for the vid is Lowkey spot on that it's scary to me) edit: Lowkey saw the face of the creator who made that video and HE WAS FINE ASFF 😜😍