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iris-of-bliss · 3 months ago

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Hello there, Queen!

I'd like to request jealous sex in public with our beloved Geto, please ☺️

I hope you have fun with it!

Have a great day! 😘

(don't) kiss me pairing: fwb!Geto x f!Reader

content: mdni, light angst and smut, au where geto never defected, public sex, exhibitionism, jealousy, geto is down bad and delusional but we love him, fwb with feelings, incredibly petty reader, the silent treatment, unprotected piv sex, creampie, panty stealing, cockwarming, having sex while sitting on geto's lap

Suguru Geto didn't need a relationship. Simply didn't have time for one. His hands were full enough as it was, busy with his adopted daughters and work, teaching students and taking care of curses. Why make life more complicated?

That was why he liked you. Always sweet and warm, wrapping your lips around him in more ways than one in private, his cute little coworker who would clear her schedule if it meant spending the night tangled in his sheets.

Sometimes though?

You could be a little much.

Like now, bounding up behind him while you were both on break, chirping his name softly and getting on your tippy toes to press an affectionate peck to his cheek.

"Don't kiss me so much," Suguru murmured, wiping his cheek where your lips had just been, glancing around the empty hall like he had to double check to make sure no one else caught a glimpse of that. It'd been a stressful enough day already, the last thing he needed was Satoru harassing both of you or a lecture from Yaga about any public displays of affection. "Not here."

You deflated almost immediately, a pretty pout forming on your lips. "Oh, okay."

That was another thing he liked - you listened to him.

Although, it didn't take him long to realize you listened a little too well.

He tried to catch you on your way out that evening, apologizing for being so brusque earlier, but you just glanced over your shoulder with an small smile, softly muttering you couldn't come over tonight and leaving before he could get another word in.

The next day? He didn't see you at all.

Catching glimpses of you in classrooms or making coffee in the break room the rest of the week, where you'd offer a perfectly polite wave and resume your conversation with Shoko or Ijichi, always someone there to stop him from asking if you wanted to spend the night or grab a bite to eat later.

Suguru tried coming by your apartment bright and early Saturday morning, using the key you once made him just to find your bed empty.

He had to find out from Satoru you'd taken on some overseas mission with Nanami for the next two weeks. His calls went unanswered, but he told himself you probably just didn't have any service. Except - you did have enough of a connection to post a photo of yourself online, posing on the pale sand in the tiniest bikini imaginable for the camera.

For whoever was capturing the picture of you.

There was no way you asked Nanami - although the idea of the stoic man tapping the button and telling you to smile for him made Suguru's skin itch.

All of a sudden, his responsibilities, all those reasons he used to convince himself commitment was out of the question seemed a lot less pressing. Staring at his ceiling while he struggled to sleep at night, wondering if your thoughts might be lingering on him too.

The sex was good, but what he really missed was the way you felt in his arms afterwards, your body curled into his side and how you'd bury your face into his chest when you yawned.

When he woke up, his sheets were unfortunately soaked with proof of precisely how much he missed you too. As if he was some teenager again, trying not to think about your body under his when you trained together or let his stare linger when you went swimming.

Suguru never realized how slowly time passed when you weren't around to fill the space, catching himself hanging around your barren desk, tempted to smell the cardigan you'd left hanging over your chair.

He was more than a little embarrassed to admit he was excited for your return, foot anxiously tapping the ground at the bar you allegedly agreed to meet Satoru and Shoko at after your plane landed. Three drinks in, he watched as Satoru droned on about some game he'd been playing to Shoko, hoping they didn't notice how often his sharp eyes flicked over to the entrance.

Your plane should've landed what? Two hours ago? So where were-

Suguru's heart stopped when you walked in.

Nanami was holding the door open for you, and you were laughing at something he said. And not a polite little chuckle, but actually laughing, eyes crinkling and nose scrunching up as you smiled so brightly at him.

And he was smiling back.

The glass in his hand shattered.

Broken bits of glass biting into his palm, shards sticking out as Satoru lost it laughing, making some mocking comment in his ear about him losing his girl to Kento, of all people. The fact you were sleeping together wasn't technically a secret, since Satoru once saw you making out from across campus, six eyes and all, but it still wasn't supposed to be public knowledge. Shoko was rolling her eyes, plucking out the glass in his hand without him asking, reversed curse technique making quick work of fixing the shallow cuts.

But there was still blood on his palm, shattered glass stained with it on the table by the time you walked over. Suguru couldn't drag his eyes off the way Nanami's hand briefly skimmed over your back when some stranger stepped too close to you, as if you really needed shielding from some idiot who didn't even have cursed energy.

"Hi guys," You greeted, just as perky as ever, looking over at Shoko and Satoru first before your attention shifted over to him. Your face fell almost immediately, brows furrowed together in a frown as you noticed the mess on the table. "What happened?"

"Oh, why don't you ask your boy-" Satoru started to tease, just to get interrupted with an elbow to the side, his infinity off, his technique not working quite right after the bar served him a Shirley temple with alcohol on accident.

"Sit," Suguru said instead, nodding to the empty seat by his side, sweeping up the broken glass into a pile towards the center of the table, narrowly avoiding slicing his palm open again.

"I think I'm actually gonna get a drink," You hummed, half-apologetically as you tilted your head to the side.

Under the table, Suguru kicked Satoru with his foot, a silent signal for him to distract Nanami while he slid out of the booth to follow you.

"Hey," He called out as he caught up to your confident strides, a possessive hand grabbing your waist when you stopped in front of the bar top. "I missed you."

"Mhm," You absentmindedly nodded, too busy waving the bartender over to spare him a glance.

Suguru waited, expecting you to start spilling into some excited chatter about how your mission went, what you saw and ate while you were there, but you didn't say anything to him even after you ordered your drink, taking a long sip and looking back to where the others were waiting.

"You miss me back, pretty girl?" He leaned down to murmur, pulling you in a little closer.

And for once, he didn't care who was watching, tilting his head to the side to catch your lips in a kiss. But you tilted your head away at the last second, his mouth ending up on your cheek instead.

"Course," You casually chirped, the way you'd speak to a friend. Not someone who'd seen you naked.

He wasn't dumb enough to not know when you were being cruel. Even if it wasn't entirely intentional.

He asked you not to kiss him.

You were just doing what he asked.

His lips parted, ready to take that stupid fucking request back, but then Nanami joined, shrewd eyes taking note of the way Suguru was holding onto you, unimpressed.

"Are you hungry?" The blond man asked you, pushing the small goggles up the bridge of his nose. "There's a diner down the road if you'd rather grab something to eat."

"Is it good?" You asked, leaning in closer so he could hear you better, looking up at him all cute and excited.

No, this was not happening, Suguru was not about to let you get stolen right from under his nose and into someone else's bed.

"I think you would-"

"Can I speak to you outside?" Suguru interrupted, low and sharp in your ear.

You sighed, downing the rest of your glass in a long gulp before giving Nanami's bicep a squeeze.

"Sorry, Ken, I'll be back in a few."

Ken? Ken?

Why didn't you just stab Suguru while you were at it?

Suguru led you out, keeping his hand firmly placed on your side, holding the door open for you, hating how much he felt like he had to prove he could be a gentleman too. As if you'd ever wanted him to be one before.

You usually preferred him being rough, flipping you around or folding you over the nearest piece of furniture, pulling your hair or putting his hands to work somewhere else.

The street was pretty much empty, but he still half-dragged you to the alley by the bar, only stopping when you leaned back against the brick building, yawning into your hand like you were bored already.

"Is something wrong?" You innocently asked, batting your lashes up at him.

"I missed you." Suguru knew he sounded like a broken record on repeat, but he wasn't sure how else to say it, to summarize the ache your absence had left in his chest.

"You said that already," You commented, giggling a little. But your attention had drifted again, studying the street and the few people passing by.

"You didn't say it back."

He felt like a child pouting, complaining and begging for your affection you'd freely given him before.

"If you're just horny, you know there's like fifty girls in there that'd be more than thrilled to fuck you," You laughed, lighthearted. That was probably the worst part, how fucking unbothered you sounded at the idea of him having sex with someone else when just the sight of Nanami touching you earlier had nearly sent him in a tailspin.

"And what about you?" He hm-ed, desperate to keep his collected exterior, to reject the regret rolling through him.

"I'll have to decline," You purred, delivering the rejection with another gentle smile. "I mean, I've just been thinking, and our arrangement was nice, but I dunno, maybe it just ran its course?"

You shrugged, like you were telling him about the weather rather than dumping him.

"What are you saying?" He heard himself ask, his voice cold and harsh.

You didn't blink though, still giving him the same kind expression.

"I guess I want an emotional connection with someone, not just sex," You sincerely said, patting his shoulder. "You were right. I wasn't being very professional before. I think we're better off as coworkers."

"I was being fucking stupid," Suguru said, jaw clenched tight as he forced the words out. Your lips pushed together in another pout, not understanding until he stepped forward, caging you between his body and the brick wall, hands pressing flat by your head. "But you're lying to yourself if you think we don't have an emotional connection."

Your breath caught in your throat, your eyes finally on his for the first time tonight.

"Am I?" You challenged, still trying to play innocent.

Suguru knew better. Knew you more intimately than anyone else. What you liked for breakfast and what shampoo you used and what panties you preferred to sleep in and all the words to your favorite songs.

He'd rather eat a thousand curses than go back to being just coworkers.

"You like me," Suguru murmured, although what he really meant was he was painfully, awfully, completely in love with you and the biggest moron in the world for not realizing it sooner.

"I do?" You playfully teased, cutting him a look that screamed you were trying not to roll your eyes at him. "You know, I also like Ken. And Toru. Even-"

"Don't," He stopped you before you could continue assigning cutesy nicknames to all your mutual friends, keep implying that you'd find your way in their beds too if he fucked this up any more than he already had. "I like you."

"Should we go get best friend necklaces then?" You replied, sarcasm slicing through your usually cheery demeanor, cold seeping through as icy claws started to sink into Suguru's heart. You didn't believe him. Thought he was just spouting some bullshit to get into your panties. "Or can I go back inside now?"

"What? So Nanami can flirt with you some more?" Suguru scoffed, unable to help the jealousy boiling his blood, tight snakes of it coiling in his stomach and making him feel fucking sick.

"Why do you care?" You huffed, giving in to how exasperated you were. "We're not dating. You aren't my boyfriend."

"I want to be." The words came out of his mouth automatically, your lips parting in surprise as you just stared at him.

Then you shook your head a little, letting out a quiet sigh as you looked away, probably planning your exit.

"Sorry, I'm looking for one that actually likes it when I kiss him," You muttered, your voice tinged with hurt as you started to pull away, slipping underneath his arm to start towards the bar again. "And who knows, maybe Kento-"

Suguru shut you up with a kiss.

The kind where your teeth bumped into each other and his fingers tangled in your hair, your bodies pressed close as he lapped at your bottom lip for entry, begging you to believe him. You let him in, maybe out of habit, or just maybe, because you missed him too.

And then his hands were picking you up by your ass, squeezing into your pliable flesh as your legs wrapped around his waist, gasping when your back was pushed against the brick wall, your short skirt hiked up so he could see your cute little black panties underneath.

"What can I do to prove it to you, hm?" Suguru hummed, sucking on your neck, tracing the tendons with his teeth just so he could feel how fast your pulse was racing.

"I don't know."

Your features had frozen into a hard mask, hiding your feelings from him for once.

He just wanted to fix this.

"Not like anything you say here you'll ever repeat in public," You muttered, hurt and disappointment mixed into your sigh, even when your body was melting into him, letting him plant kisses across your jaw.

It clicked in his head.

You thought he was embarrassed of you.

Suguru supposed he'd just have to prove you wrong.

He carefully let you stand back on your feet, your face scrunching up in confusion when he got down on his knees to shimmy your panties down your thighs, pocketing them before taking your hand in his and tugging you back towards the entrance of the alley. "Come on then, baby."

"Suguru, what-"

"Wanna show my pretty girl off," He spoke softly, pulling you closer and smoothing down your skirt with his free hand. Even under the pale moonlight, he could tell you were blushing, a smirk twitching up on his lips as you turned your face away so he wouldn't see it.

"What? You wanna act like I'm your girlfriend now?" You grumbled, following him inside, but your hand was squeezing his, your smaller palm warm against his cool one.

"You are," Suguru said, squeezing your hand back. "If you want to be."

You didn't say anything as he held the door to the bar back open for you, mulling over the decision. But that was better than a no.

The glass was cleared off the table, Satoru nowhere to be seen while Nanami and Shoko made small talk. Suguru watched his blond coworker's eyes shift from where he was holding your hand up to his smug expression.

"Thought you weren't coming back," Shoko dryly said, draining the last of her drink and looking past him towards the bar, probably considering grabbing another one.

"Had to catch up with my girlfriend," He replied, slipping into the booth and pulling you onto his lap. Your whole face flushed, attempting to hide it from your friends when you looked up at him wide-eyed.

"Seriously?" Shoko sighed, cocking an eyebrow up as she looked at you.

"I mean-" You started, fiddling with a ring on your finger. But then Suguru brushed some of the hair back from your face, craning his neck down to kiss your cheek, and you might as well have purred. "Maybe."

"Took long enough," Shoko muttered, sliding out the opposite end of the curved booth, either going to get another drink or inform Satoru of the new development. Both were equally likely.

Nanami followed, but Suguru caught the way he cut you a knowing look first, his usually straight-lipped smile curving up into a slight smirk as he walked away.

"What was that?" Suguru pointedly asked, and you shifted in his lap, trying to climb off before his hold on your waist tightened.

"Nothing," You lied.

He murmured your name, not sure if it was a warning or a plea or both. "Tell me."

"Perhaps I asked Nanami to help me make you a little jealous," You admitted, not the least bit ashamed of abashed. Shuffling back, the weight of you sitting over the quickly hardening bulge in his jeans, your back reclining casually onto his chest while you just gave him a cute tilt of your head to the side as you looked over your shoulder up at him.

"Funny," Suguru dryly said.

You wanted him jealous - you got it on a silver platter.

"You're not mad?" You asked, squinting and trying to scrutinize his carefully composed features.

And okay, he said no, but he found himself slipping a hand underneath your ass, readjusting you just enough to pull down his zipper and yank his cock free from his boxers. Your skirt splayed out over his lap was the only thing concealing the two of you when he discreetly manhandled you until you were over his cock, pulling your hips down in one fast motion until he was plunging inside you, warm walls welcoming and gripping him as he pushed past the resistance. You gasped just to immediately clamp your mouth shut, swiveling your head around to make sure no one was watching as he slowly grinded up in long, drawn-out motions, hips bucking up enough to grind his swollen tip into your cervix.

Watching your pretty face screw up in focus, trying not to make it obvious you were being stuffed and split open in front of a bar full of people, but everyone else was too absorbed in their own drinks and friends to notice the way you were struggling not to moan every time his cock kissed your womb.

"My fault for letting you forget who fucks you like this," Suguru murmured, a hand firmly planted on your hip while his other slipped under your shirt, pushing under the band of your bra to grope at your tits.

To anyone else, he'd just seem like a handsy boyfriend, decorating your neck with hickies and whispering sweet nothings in your ear. He guessed he actually was now.

He let go of your breast, although he at least pinched your nipple first, just to feel the way you half-jumped, your cunt clenching around him hard enough he felt himself twitch, half-tempted to cum already, let proof of this drip down your thighs all night long. But Suguru controlled himself as his hand slipped out of your shirt, grabbing your chin instead and tilting your head to turn and look up at him.

This kiss was greedier, claiming you in front of anyone who happened to look over, his tongue down your throat while he fucked up into you, swallowing any sounds that slipped out as his cock stretched you out. Your walls were gripping him tight enough that every upward thrust made it hard for him not to finish in the spot.

And really, it wasn't much more than cockwarming, barely able to do more than little bounces without risking giving everyone a show or getting arrested for public indecency, but he was losing his goddamn mind.

Your lips tasted like wine and chapstick, the smell of your perfume invading his senses and warping his judgement until every atom was demanding more of you. He could tell you were close, your warm body trembling, the little breaths you managed to suck in between kisses broken and sharp.

"Tell me," He grunted, pulling you all the way down to the hilt by your hips, cutting off your whine with a quick kiss. "Do I get to be your boyfriend now?"

You nodded almost immediately, leaning back against his chest, your forehead sweaty as you glanced around panicked again like you just remembered where he was fucking you. But most people who noticed the two of you at all had looked away almost immediately, used to the sight of drunk people hooking up at a bar like this.

"Mhm," You managed to mumble, barely holding yourself together as you blinked. But he could feel you squeezing him, feel how deep he was buried, his cock begging for release as his thighs tensed under your own shaky muscles.

"Does my cute girlfriend wanna cum then?" He teased, letting his mouth skim over your ear, your body shuddering as his cock kept throbbing inside you, but he refused to budge. He hoped you'd think that was teasing too, but really, he was pretty sure the second he moved, he was going to cum.

"Suguru," You whined softly, tilting your head to the side to allow him to leave more hickies, and the sound of your voice almost pushed him over.

Fuck.

As much as he wanted to draw it out longer, he could always just drag you out of here and back home to continue later. He quickly slipped a hand under your skirt, jaw clenched as he started fervently massaging messy circles over your clit, grinding his tip up against your most sensitive spot, his composure cracked, his cool failing him as you started to fall apart in his lap.

He barely managed to capture your lips in another kiss before you were moaning, legs tense and trembling too hard as you shivered against him. He wasn't sure what drove him over - if it was your taste or your whimpers or just the way your cunt sucked him in. But it didn't really matter, because he was already cumming fast, white-hot spurts of cum shooting inside you, coating you with enough of him that you had to be spilling over. Nearly shuddering at the relief, abs still tense as the rest of him relaxed.

You were a wreck.

Eyes glossed over and makeup messed up, a few tear streaks down your cheeks and your lips kiss-bruised and bitten. Your shirt and skirt wrinkled, cum probably leaking out of you onto his jeans as you both just breathed, unable to break the stare, to separate the connection.

There was just one more thing Suguru wanted.

"Kiss me."

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"Be a good girl for me and do your work, okay?"

His gentle words sneak into your ear while you sit on his lap, trying your damndest to write away through your paperwork. Instead of staying still, you quiver and mewl in Sugu's little game he arranged. Long fingers tease your aching cunt under your panties, forming steady and agonizing circles. It was even more complicated when he kept nibbling and kissing across your neck. Predictable enough that progress will take a torturous amount of time thanks to him.

Words stutter from your mouth, "Mmn! S-Suguru...too much." A hand settles over the paper as the other writes away. You end up pausing each time to make sure the paper isn't ruined. It wasn't long until Suguru noticed you had stopped writing, the tip of the pen freezing in a halt. Who knew it would be a great idea for him to swiftly pierce the digits inside your pussy? You let out a whimper as the ink draws over the paper by mistake. The curling of Suguru's fingers causes your body to slant forward; they purposely drag along your sensitive clit. Suguru chuckles at the weak state you're in before forcing your body upward in a straightened posture.

He guides a free hand under your jaw to turn and face him; the look in his eyes darkens at the sight of his pretty girl. He hushes sharply, "If you want to get this over with, you'll have to be still for me and finish the paperwork. You don't want to end up coming so early, do you, baby?"

You shake your head at the sudden thought. It becomes frustrating whenever you constantly beg for Sugu to keep going regardless, yet he knows which moves to make by himself.

"Good girl," a soft kiss to your lips was enough to draw out a sigh. He brushes his thumb over your bottom lip before kissing your cheek tenderly. You watch his hand hover over yours, resting on the side of the table to hold. Biting your lip was the best you could do, feeling the titillation take over slowly. You carry on with Suguru's promise and allow him to play with you, like the good girl you are.

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As a non-sorcerer, Geto ABSOLUTELY looks down on you. He thinks you’re a disgusting jujutsu-less monkey that pollutes the world with your cursed energy. It only makes sense that he thinks you deserve to be treated like a whore.

All of the hatred and sadism he’s accumulated over the years… finally has an outlet, you <3

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iris-of-bliss · 3 months ago

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I swear I’m so obsessed with Geto Suguru. If my latest fic does well I’ll pump out more 💙

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𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 ℕ𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕒𝕣 [𝟙𝟠+]

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Summary: “I got a surprise for you, baby~” Geto Suguru was going to be late unfortunately due to a recent mission with his best friend. You would wait for him, but something unforeseen may arrive home for the two of you. And fortunately, it’s a good one.

Pairing(s): Geto Suguru/F!Reader

Warning(s): Smut, Light Degradation, Fondling, Masturbation, Ear Licking, Teasing

Word Count: 3.1k

A/N: First JJK x Reader fic. Hopefully this turns out okay 💙

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My Sugu 🖤: I got a surprise for you, baby~

This was the latest text message you received from Suguru Geto. He has been out on a mission with his friend Satoru Gojo, wiping out deadly curses from their sights. Despite your constant worries, Suguru and his best friend are a powerful duo. You had a feeling he was about to be a tad bit late but grew curious for what’s to come later. The sudden surprise message immediately caught your attention before heading to sleep. While you wait, you head into the kitchen to snag a bottle of water to drink due to your throat’s dryness. As you kept your focus on the water, the sound of the front door unlocks and is used for entry. Eyebrows raising upward, you quickly turn and walk towards the sound before recognizing the tall man before you. A Suguru Geto possessing the smile of a fox holds a small glimmering fuchsia bag. His makeshift bun is still in place despite the catastrophe from earlier. You were unsure of the bag’s contents, yet Geto will soon reveal them to you.

“I’m glad that you’re still up, darling. I’ve been waiting for this moment for a while,” the jujutsu sorcerer raises the bag in front of you. You try to take a peek, but the items are pulled back to Geto.

You question with curiosity, “Suguru, what’s in that bag you got there?”

“Something special for the night,” he kisses your temple, “C’mon, let’s head to bed.”

Suguru holds you by the waist as you walk to the bedroom with him. It was unclear if he knew this, but you would sometimes end up in heat during the night, especially if he was with you. The charming appearance as well as how he carries himself was irresistible. You couldn’t stop thinking about Suguru to the point where you constantly indulged in raunchy fantasies while touching yourself, a little slip of his name releasing then and there. You were hopeful that your boyfriend would fuck you like hell to the end, hence why he bought a surprise for tonight. Once you enter the room, you settle down on the bed as you watch Suguru shut the door behind him and dim the lights low. He kicks his shoes off and arrives at bed, sitting next to you by the dimly lit nightstand.

“So, how were your students today?” You ask to break the silence.

“They’re performing well as always. One of them is doing better than last time,” Suguru casually responds, “but let’s push that to the side for now, no?”

You nod until Suguru places the bag on the nightstand, his attention only drawing to you. He grabs your wrist, pulling you into a sudden kiss. Sensing his lips with a touch of softness, you press against yours with tenderness and love. You pull him down by the collar of his shirt, deepening the kiss whilst sounding a needy moan. A hand of Suguru’s squeezes at your thigh and rubs over the spot. A quick sign of heat rises within your body. You shuffle close to him until moving over to straddle his leg. You cup his face and continue sharing the enamoring kiss, a small chuckle emitting from Geto. He rubs along your waist only to notice the pooling heat from your body. Curving a light smirk, he lands a smack to your rear, earning a cute yelp.

“Getting desperate, aren’t we?” he whispers into your ear, followed by a kiss.

He grabs the small bag from the stand and pulls out a black rectangular package. It was embroidered with a red silk bow tied around its form. The label read Euphony Sex Chocolate. You feel your stomach flop when reading it as Suguru unboxes the chocolates. After opening up, there were six dark chocolate squares, each of them identical with a diagonal mold imprinted. Before offering you a tablet, he carefully places the box on his free hip to rummage his hand in the bag. Like the mindless person you are, you took one of the chocolates and popped it in your mouth. Not only did the taste of dark chocolate tease your buds, but there was also cherry liquid in the center. You happily savor the piece in its wisdom.

“Uh, baby?”

A voice from Suguru immediately catches your attention. You recognize his face turned stunned. Exchanging a puzzled expression, you look down at the chocolate box with one tablet consumed by you. Your eyes look back up to your boyfriend while a streak of red crosses your face. It was silent for mere seconds until Suguru curved his lips and let out a chuckle. You feel quite embarrassed, though you have no idea what just happened. You lay the tip of your index finger above your lower lip.

“Sweetie, you’re not supposed to eat the whole thing," Geto reminds you, “You have to eat half of it and share with your partner. Now you’ll become twice as horny.”

Your heart jumps after what was heard, eyes widening in panic.

He reassures you whilst caressing your waist, “No need to worry. It’s not that serious. I can make this even for you.”

He takes a whole chocolate tablet and pops it in his mouth. The sound of a hum adores the sweet flavors bursting on his taste buds. Suguru then reassembles the box and places it on the nightstand. He rolls you onto the bed above you, his dark gaze meeting your eyes. You caress his sharp jawline and pull him into a kiss. Suguru breathes in between kisses as he makes them deeper. He bites your lower lip with a low growl, a quick shiver of your spine inviting the sudden contact. The large man breaks away to meet your eyes again.

You ask breathlessly, “When do the chocolates kick in?”

He leans into your ear, a low whisper sounds, “These work in an instant. Some of these chocolates take time, but these ones kick in quick.”

A pair of fingers, his middle and ring, land on your lower abdomen, receiving a light twitch of the muscle. Your breathing gets faster as the digits move lower. The rising temptation for Geto to begin fingering already was taking a toll on your patience thanks to that lust chocolate. Just as they arrive at your hidden slit, you bite your lip with your eyes shut tight.

“We took the same amount, but you’re faltering more than me. I might have to take extra care of you myself, pretty girl.”

Suguru giggles before pressing his mouth against yours. His tongue licks your soft, parted lips for entry, and you delightfully welcome it. He moves and traces along your tongue teasingly, the sharp lick of his tip reaching every part of you. This, along with the slow rubbing motions of his fingers, had you moaning for him. Your legs shuffle through the mattress, the heat within your body constantly rising. You grab the collar of his shirt and wrap an arm over his shoulders, urging him to get close. Suguru feels your dampness through his touch and pushes his fingers harder. You grind along the working digits while moaning through his mouth. Suguru breaks away to plant kisses across your cheek. He then grips the hem of your pajama shirt, licking his wet lips.

“I need to feel your skin, can’t I, baby girl? Hm?” He whispers and kisses the corner of your mouth.

Your face washed in red, you speak breathlessly, “Yeah…anything you want, Sugu.”

Suguru exchanges a kiss once more, yet you forcibly cup his face in your hands to deepen it. He giggles and grabs your wrists to pull back, releasing the kiss with a pop. The weak panting coming from your lips causes Suguru’s cock to turn hard, the large bulge inside his pants remaining no less visible. He even knew that you were eyeing it after leaning up a little. Keeping his focus on you, the top of your pajamas is removed first. Suguru’s eyes hover over your cute bra with lacy decor. The thought of what your undergarments might look like, he rubs over his tightening erection. He was certain that a fair amount of pre-cum seeped within his boxers. He continues by moving downward, your knees bent up for better posture. As he pulls your pants off, it is as Suguru expected. The small cloth matches your bra perfectly. Now he’s more than eager to break you.

Your boyfriend smirks at the sight, “Fuck, can’t wait for you to take me in.”

Geto’s heavy breathing gets louder whilst his fingers hurriedly unbutton his shirt until he throws it to the side. He fumbles with his pants next to remove, only remaining in tight gray boxers. Your pupils dilate towards the appearance of his massive size. The shadows surround the shape as Suguru’s cock aches for you. He shoves right against your hips with his member resting above your wet panties. The dark-haired man teases by prodding some spots with the head, holding onto your hips while firmly squeezing them. Your body jolts as each of your sensitive spots is being abused. Mewling from the torture, you grip the pillow, resting your head, nails clawing into the fabric with intensity. Teeth end up clenching to try their best to hold back any newfound moans. Your back arches and refuses to rest on its own. Because of the hot mess you became, Suguru knew how to apply foreplay.

Noticing that your spot had gotten wetter, Suguru leans down close to your body, holding your waist with one hand while the other rests next to your face. His face aligns with your chest to study the cute lacing all over your bra. The hand from your waist snakes up to fondle one of your breasts ever so softly. You let out a shaky whimper before receiving a silent giggle from your partner. Suguru kisses your other breast and allows his working hand to slide around your back. He fidgets with the hook and manages to unclip it. Tossing your bra into the pile, Suguru watches as your nipples make contact with the cool air. They were pebbling up not only from the breeze but Sugu’s touch as well.

He sighs, “You’re welcoming me so good tonight, baby. This chocolate’s turning you into a needy slut all of a sudden.”

Suguru kisses your breast and creates steady tongue motions over your nipple. An index finger scratches along the other hard, sensitive skin. He glances at you while your body uncontrollably shifts throughout this session of his so-called product testing. Your voice kept muttering his name in desire and pleasure.

“Want to become my pretty slut? Hm?” Suguru questioned again with a smirk, “Want to come undone for me?”

After nodding yes for an answer, Suguru hums before tugging at your nipple. Your hand grabs ahold of his hair, some of his strands beginning to loosen. The nonstop cries for Sugu were beautifully melodic in his perspective. Tugging a few more times, he lets the bud slip off his lips and kisses it. Suguru lifts himself upward to view your unrelaxed body, your face still covered in red with hungry pupils dilated. Both his thumbs hook underneath the edges of your panties, pulling them off with ease. He rushes to remove his boxers, his erect sex freeing itself from the tight cloth. Once you saw it in full view, your breathing rose back again. You had to cover your mouth to try and calm yourself, yet this would never suffice.

Suguru sighs at you, “I’ll have to give you one more thing, though.”

He hovers an arm over the nightstand to grab another item he supposedly bought earlier tonight. Who would’ve known he had more tools to get you excessively horny, but you were careless of it anyway. You were having fun with the little setup he made for you. Watching his movements, Geto holds a small bottle of an unknown substance. You stare at it eagerly whilst he reads the contents.

“It’s an aphrodisiac. You can take it like the chocolate you ate earlier. Gets you horny, makes your body feel more sensitive. Only takes a minute to work. This is why I needed to ask…”

And oh those words you yearned to hear from him.

“Do you want to keep going?”

Your spine shivered from the words that dripped like honey. The determination in Suguru’s voice, his face burning hot after minutes passing making love to you. The hungry look in his eyes staring at you as if he needed to break you. How the hell could you deny this?

“Y-yes, I want to taste it! I want to feel so good right now! I want to be filled up, Sugu!” You exclaimed, gripping the sheets from beneath.

Suguru giggles, “You want it all? I’ll be sure to satisfy you, pretty girl.”

With that, he opens up the small bottle and tears off the cap liner. Instead of feeding you the liquid straightforwardly, Suguru pours some of it down his mouth before placing it on the nightstand. He then bends down to grab your face and covers his open mouth over yours. You hold him tight as your eyes snap wide. His tongue sneaks in with the aphrodisiac pouring downward. You can sense the taste of medicine combined with sweet pomegranate. A streak of liquid seeps out the corner of your mouth. You hum while welcoming the flowing substance in your mouth. After finishing, Suguru pulls back for air and smiles. He pets your soft hair and gives small kisses to both your cheeks.

Suguru’s words cooed like honey, “Is there anything you wish for me to do, baby?”

You quickly answer hesitantly, “Rub yourself…against me.”

“Oh yeah?”

With enough stamina left, Suguru adjusts by lifting your legs upward and positions his arms above both like a mating press. The hot space closing between you causes your eyes to roll back. It even took a minute for you to realize that the base of his cock is resting over your slit.

Geto spoke in a low tone, “Like this?”

His hardened member starts to move steadily back and forth. Your cunt can feel it move from the head all the way down to his base. You flutter while your back arches within each stroke. Wetness seeps out and smears under Suguru. The small mewls spread a sultry smile along his face, closing in and sharing a passionate kiss with you. Grabbing ahold of his hair, you slip a finger under Suguru’s hair tie that still held on for dear life until slipping away with ease. The free strands drape over your face like silk, dark curtains. They tickle your skin as he continues to kiss you. After a couple more back-and-forth movements, he leaves you into a panting mess when breaking the pleasurable contact. Sugu then places your legs back down and stares at your body from above. This man looked so sexy with his hair down.

Suguru hums while pumping the base of his cock, “My lovely girl, do you want me to handle that pretty flower for you?”

You nod without a word, a twitch of your stomach enamored by his question. Suguru let out a soft chuckle, his member being pressed against your throbbing entrance. You couldn’t hold back a whimper as its head nearly touched your clit. He towers over you whilst allowing himself to slowly push inside your walls, achieving a pained cry. You were very tight around Suguru, a bite to his lips welcoming the intense feeling. He begins thrusting at a careful pace with a few groans then and there. The noises made you turn weaker than before. You zone out at the sight of your partner and cup your hands on his warm face. His eyes gleam with adoration, small twinkles of light scattering their beloved irises. The dark hair touched by the dimmed lamplight on one side as the moonlight graces the other. Suguru looked like a fallen angel who awaited the love of his life to save him. The pacing of his thrusts was getting swift all the while attempting to further search for your G-spot. Suguru needed more of you.

“You’re so good and warm around me, baby,” he coos in your ear, “So tight…I want you to squirt so bad.”

His tongue attacks your ear, followed by kisses. You holler a moan with your nails digging into his back. Suguru gently bites your earlobe during the sensual tease. He hums and gives swift licks once more.

“You like this, don’t you, beautiful?”

It was obvious he knew of your weaknesses in bed. He is a quick learner when it involves pleasing his loved one. He’s usually the one to utilize foreplay to get you aroused. Since your lasting relationship with Suguru, you always believed he was the bedroom expert.

“Oh! Yes! Right there! There!” You were panting after the poking of your G-spot occurred.

Geto moves faster to poke at the erogenous zone. You cling to his broad shoulders as he rests his face along the base of your neck. His breath meets your skin, followed by a series of lazy kisses. The hand that scooped your waist clutches your ass, Suguru’s climax reaching further. His voice muffled moans with every slam to your thighs. You were so close to the finish. Almost there, just like your precious Sugu.

“Mm! I love you so much. You’re such a good girl. Good girl.”

Both of you hold each other tight, the adrenaline rush going wild and reaching its peak. It only took a rough hit to your cervix to implode an orgasm. You arch your back and cry whilst a flood of stimulation departs your body. Suguru’s hot seed releases in between thrusts, the moans you cherish coming out of his mouth. His head swung down to your face with sweat dripping from his forehead. The heated breath of Sugu came in contact with your exhausted face. You were on the verge of falling asleep.

“My pretty girl, I love you so dearly,” he caresses your face, “We should do this again next time. The sweet taste of love nectar…”

He smirks before granting an open-mouth kiss, his tongue tasting and prodding around like last time. Your hands lazily grab a handful of his hair to gently stroke. All went quiet through the rest of the night aside from the kissing. The dim lamp suddenly flickers, its energy not lasting any longer. Slowly flickering in the dark, the artificial source of light dissipates. Only the soft luminance surrounds the bedroom.

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk suguru #jjk geto #suguru geto #geto suguru #suguru geto x reader #geto suguru x you #geto x reader #suguru x reader #suguru x you #geto x you #fanfic #blissfic #n/sfw

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iris-of-bliss · 3 months ago

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This is so hot omg

bruh. just saw a video on twitter of the prettiest boy fucking his hand as he was eating his lady out… like he was so so so incredibly desperate and all i could think about is sweet sweet suguru geto who breathes to please his perfect little girlfriend and gets so fucking horny doing so.

cw cunnilingus, masturbation, multiple orgasms implied

like his legs just shamelessly sprawled, bare back slumped against the edge of the bed while the base of his head presses into the messy, ruffled duvet. the slender column of his throat is exposed and he’s arched so sexily, spine bowing almost achingly as his stomach caves, hips rutting.

he’s completely bare; that long, writhing body seated so erotically on the carpeted floor, you on his face. as his narrow frame stretches allll the way up the side of the bed, your body is perched right against his lips. you sit on the edge of the bed, feet resting upon his shoulders, your warm, swollen clit repeatedly glissading over his button nose while you ride him so fucking good.

god and his mouuthhhh. he’s completely unabashed as he indulgently devours you, glossy lips noisily smacking against your pretty, dripping cunt—tongue so fucking hot and wet as he hungrily pushes it inside of you, feasting like you’re a plate of the finest delicacy. a loud cry leaves you and his hips buck in response, chasing the furious jerk of his fist as you fuck his face like the toy he so desperately needs to be.

the pad of his thumb is swiping over the warm, leaking head of his cock at the same time he’s pulling your pretty lil’ clit between his greedy lips and sucking. every sound that leaves you is reciprocated, lost in the unruly wet depths of your cunt as he utterly embodies your pleasure, breaths synchronous.

“mmphf,” his pleasureful cries are muffled, dampened by the warmth of your cunt as you grind it onto his tongue. “f— fuck my t-tongue… moreee, gimme more.” greed drips from his tone, his broken sentences growing lower and whinier with unbearable need. “god, come hereeee.”

geto’s vacant hand is snaking up your waist, clinging to the thick of your hip before dragging you impossibly closer, smothering himself between the fat of your thighs like it’s the last thing he’ll ever do. you gasp and geto moans, flattening his tongue to finish you the only way he knows how, sloppily.

and there are just so many orgasms… geto is probably three or four deep and you’re not far behind. you lean forward onto the mattress before firmly planting your wobbly hands against the disheveled sheets, grounding yourself so that you can properly fuck your pussy into his mouth, chasing your release for the third time in a row.

“fuck! thereee,” it’s hardly a growl as you sluttily arch your back, an electrifying heat torpedoing toward your achingly swollen clit. “there… right fucking there, god!”

he’s feral, heavy balls tightening in a horrendous need to release as he forces precum from the swollen head of his cock. the vein that runs along the underside of his pretty, hooked shaft is hot against the palm of his jerking hand, throbbing so desperately with each drag of his fist. god, he’s a fucking mess with it too—all of his previous loads stickily cascading down his pectorals and abdomen, chest heaving.

your final orgasm is synchronous, the two of you creaming at once. geto is obnoxious, moaning like such a slut as he greedily slurps you up, noisily cleaning your sloppy little hole free of the mess you’ve made. once again, he cums a lot and hard, panting against your slick cunt between his tender kisses to your ravaged clit.

drunkenly, geto smiles up from between your thighs. “one more?”

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk suguru #jjk geto #suguru geto x reader #geto suguru x reader #suguru x you #suguru x reader #n/sfw

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iris-of-bliss · 3 months ago

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Pairing: Dilf!Satoru Gojo x gn!reader x Dilf!Suguru Geto

Synopsis: you try being sneaky behind your boyfriends' backs. But they're dead set on pampering you.

Good riddance.

You feel like ripping your hair out. The Zoom meeting has been going on for what feels like forever now. You've already told the interviewer everything he needed to know, your educational detaile, your degree, your previous experiences in the work force, and even your living arrangement for whatever fucking reason. So why on earth is he still running his mouth?? The ache in your cheeks from holding that tight smile makes you begin to regret applying for the job in the first place.

"You know you don't have to do this." And you do know,"we take care of you just fine, don't we?" And they do,"please, you stress yourself enough with school. You have enough on your plate already." And you do "Awe baby, just let us take care of you." and you should, but you just wouldn't fucking listen huh?

Your married boyfriends hate to see you like this. Don't get it twisted, they find it endearing the way you just don't seem to be able to sit still, how you just have to be doing something to contribute. But you just love taking it too far, working yourself to the bone, burning yourself out. Something the two middle aged men just can't have. And so, Suguru and Satoru have taken it as their mission to turn you into their spoiled little baby, a tiny little kitty in their palm, ever since they lured you into their marital home with charming smiles and hot meals.

The interviewer's words fade into the background as more and more doubt begins to cloud your mind. Realistically speaking, you really aren't in nee-

"Oh? what do we have here?"

You freeze.

But a pair of strong muscular arms wrap around your own, warming you right back up, you recognize that teasing tilt of tone anywhere. Lost in your own thoughts, you haven't been able to catch Satoru make his way into the room you swear you locked, and pull you into his embrace, your back pushed against hid soft plush chest.

"We talked about this didn't we? I can't believe you would go behind our backs like this? Im so disappointed~"

And usually, you'd laugh, kiss his cheek, tell him to stop being so dramatic, or even play along if he's lucky. But not when you've been caught red-handed, not when you've promised them time and time again that you'd take better care of yourself, and not when you've been pushing this interview around for when they both would be at work, and definitely not with your camera still on.

"U-uh satoru..." Said man responds with a hum against the back of your head in between gentle feather-light kisses.

"I'm uhm...in the middle of something....as you can see"

A second then two pass before he takes his face off of your hair. You can feel his piercing blue gaze burn the back of your head before he bursts into laughter. You shrink and curl back into him further.

"Awh sweets, the audaci-"

"Easy, Satoru. No use in being mean, you know our little angel just can't help it"

Your stomach drops to you ass once you register your other boyfriend (who's also your other boyfriend's husband)'s voice. Satoru rests his chin on your shoulder before pouting childishly.

Once again, your camera is very much still recording.

Suguru is leaning against the frame of the wide open door, a fond little smile on his face. And all hope is thrown to the wind. You may have had a chance at escape with Satoru, but definitely not with his husband. The feeling of hopelessness intensifies when the long haired man stands up straight and makes his way to you with purpose.

Suguru carries himself with the same elegance that caught your eye the first day you've met, a select few gray strands catch the sunlight making his black locks almost seem bejeweled. His hand comes down to ruffle his husband's hair and then to pinch your cheek affectionately before taking your unoccupied side. Effectively adding more fuel to the fire. Your hands fly to hide your flaming hot face, and your men share a look of amusement.

"Aww sweetie, come here." And of course. he wouldn't be Suguru if he didn't jump at the chance to coddle you in his own arms. "i know, i know... all of this work business must be stressing you out to no end," he noses at your temple, then moves to smear a long chast kiss on your cheek.

Maybe it's out of consideration for your rapidly beating heart. Maybe he thinks it's something only you should have the privilege to hear, either why you're thankful the next words came in the form of a whisper againt your cheek.

"But that's why you have us, right? We'll handle everything. You can just be our little one, wouldn't that be nice?"

And you nod, you actually nod. Can you believe that? That's all it took. Being sandwiched between the couple, a few kisses here and there a gentle whisper and you're once again swept off your feet.

"Why do you have to be this waaaayyy..." your muffled whining only serves to endear them, a big hand travels under your shirt to rub soothing circles on your back.

"It's for your own good" Suguru is yet to drop the soft cooing.

"And you do it to yourself!" Satoru is yet to drop the teasing.

You're reminded of two big happy cats when they start rubbing their cheeks on either side of your face, it's pretty impressive how synchronized they can be sometimes, yet again, you suppose it just comes naturally after a decade of marriage.

"..excuse m-" "You're excused!" Satoru quickly shuts your laptop. Effectively interrupting the interviewer, almost out of fear of an impromptu change of mind from your end, you can be quite stubborn, something they're working on correcting as well.

The embarrassment doesn't get a chance to sink in before Suguru scoops you up in his arms, eager to mother you as per usual.

"You've barely eaten anything for breakfast, you must be starving.. our poor baby..."

And your brain is melting again.

Maybe another day of unemployment wouldn't kill you.

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #geto suguru #suguru geto #geto suguru x reader #geto x reader #geto suguru x you #gojo satoru #satoru gojo #satoru gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #stsg #stsg x reader #fanfic #sfw

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iris-of-bliss · 3 months ago

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Satoru and Sugur argue like brothers all the time… even when their balls deep inside you.

“Fuck- be gentle with her satoru.” Geto grunts out from above, his huge hand coming down to stroke your head gently. A soft sensation compared to the harsh slap on your ass you recieved from Gojo. All you can do is look up at him with watery eyes as his cock hits the back of your throat over and over again.

“Come on Sugu, you know she loves it rough, don’t you sweets?” You were hardly able to listen to what Gojo was saying to you, his cock hitting so deep inside you, it felt like it was stopping your brain from functioning. All you can do is let out the same pathetic moan thats been echoing from you since this evening started. You had both men either end of you, destroying both your holes with their huge cocks.

“Awh baby, he’s so mean to you. Don’t worry Sugu’s got you.” The dark haired man is cooing at you, his eyes never leaving your face as you basically slobber over his cock. You might be inclined to believe him if his cock wasn’t bullying your throat in that moment, you knew he had the potential to be equally as mean as Satoru. You were certain you wouldn’t be able to speak - or walk for a week after this. Too busy getting caught up in your thoughts that you take Geto’s cock a bit too deep in your throat, gagging around his length. He pulls out, giving you a second to recover as you desperately suck in oxygen.

You didn’t get that luxury for long as Gojo’s hand came down on your ass, his hand gripping your hair as he was hitting it viciously from behind. His skin slapping against yours as you soaked his lower torso and thighs. You screamed out at the angle he was hitting, the oxygen you craved leaving your lungs again at the white haired mans deep strokes

“I thought you said to be gentle Suguru? Our pretty girls face is all ruined.” Gojo mocked, his thrusts never stopping. Your moans constant, whining and whimpering as he rolled his hips against that soft spot inside you that had you seeing stars.

Geto’s hand stroked your face affectionately, tears, drool and precum dripping down your fucked out face. “You know you love it when she looks like this.” He smirks, lining his cock up with your welcoming mouth once more

#jjk #jjk x reader #jjk satoru #jjk gojo #jjk suguru #jjk geto #saturo gojo x reader #suguru geto x reader #gojo satoru #geto suguru #fanfic #n/sfw

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iris-of-bliss · 3 months ago

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I just got into JJK and currently writing up a smutty Geto Suguru fic if anyone is interested 🖤

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iris-of-bliss · 4 months ago

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❝𝗟𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝗣𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 (*)❞

╰┈➤𝖨 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗀𝖾𝖽, 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗈𝖿 ��𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾, 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎/𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍.

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤/𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: Suguru Geto x female reader

𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: You went against Geto's wishes. Now he has to teach you a lesson. And you hate his lessons.

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤/𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕤: explicit words, s͎o͎ft͎!͎do͎m͎ g͎e͎t͎o͎, thi͎gh͎-r͎id͎in͎g, o͎r͎g͎a͎s͎m͎ d͎e͎n͎i͎a͎l͎,͎ f͎or͎ep͎l͎ay͎, d͎eg͎r͎ada͎t͎io͎n͎, p͎ra͎is͎e͎, pwp

𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥: 3.3k

𝔸𝕦𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕣'𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕖: Thank you immensely to darlings @gooble-writerr and @sukuna-ryo for being my beta readers <3 Appreciate y'all so much 🥺 I tried playing around with a moodboard to inspire me while I wrote. Anyway, hope you guys enjoy this one! let me know what you think!

You hated Geto’s lessons. You thought as you stood at the doorframe. You’d been standing there for some time, shifting from foot to foot as you peaked around the corner.

Geto brought a steaming cup of coffee to his lips, relishing the bitter tang as he lazily held open a newspaper. He’d been absently flicking through, scanning the daily happenings of the sorcerer world as the sun warmed his back. He’d set down the paper and leaned into his chair, looking through the window in feigned ignorance with a soft smile. He hadn’t failed to notice the quiet creaking of floorboards, or the shadow peeking through the doorframe connecting the kitchen to the corridor. This was a particularly peaceful morning, Geto thought, as he enjoyed his almost solitude, content to let you simmer.

Geto’s head was turned away from you, long black silky hair slinking down his baggy white t-shirt as rays of sunlight filtered through and framed his figure. Like a fallen angel, you thought. You swallowed, heart bounding in your chest. He looked positively delicious, so peaceful and content as he took a drag of his cigarette. Just the sight of him sent a jolt of need through you, and you pressed your legs together as you leaned on the frame apprehensively, heat settling in between your thighs. In the fragments of your disturbed sleep, you’d dreamt of Geto, almost hearing his sultry, filthy words and feeling the ghost of his featherlight hands on your skin.

You’d tried to sleep, honestly. But your sleep was so patchy, the pure need and absence of him forcing your eyes wide open. Laying in bed next to a sleeping Geto, you’d desperately tried to relieve yourself, hand sneaking beneath the band of your pyjamas as quietly as you could manage, fingers stuttering and freezing at his every snore and sleepy murmur. But no matter how fervently you attempted to soothe the burning heat, you just couldn’t do it.

You couldn’t do it without him.

And it wasn’t that you were usually unable to… but each time you rode the wave, almost at the peak of that crescendo, cold, icy guilt would wash over you and send you plummeting back down, working you into a frustrated frenzy. You’d lay there, Geto’s back turned to you, as you remembered his quiet voice from the week before. When he’d chided you in a soft voice, patting your cheek gently as he told you he wasn’t angry, just disappointed that you’d finished without his permission as he’d rocked his hips into yours. You’d begged and begged him to reconsider when he promptly banned you from sex for a whole month, but he had only looked at you with faux sympathy as he’d sweetly pinched your cheek.

Every time you’d felt desperate for the past two weeks, had thought, just once, he won’t even know… The guilt would screech you to a stilted halt just before the climax. Which led to your current irritable and frustrated state, feeling like a bundle of raw, frayed nerves.

Geto turned his head to you after you stepped on a particularly loud floorboard, the creakechoing into the open plan kitchen and living room. Suguru smiled warmly at you, noticing your downturned gaze and arms cradled around your torso, before returning his attention to something supposedly more interesting in the newspaper, thumbing at the corner.

“Good morning, love. Sleep well?” he greeted warmly as he took another sip of his coffee.

You cringed. You’d once again spent the entire night working yourself up into a blaze, trying to stifle any sounds as you’d laid in bed next to him. If he’d woken up because of you and seen what you were doing, you knew he’d be upset. Might even have extended the ban. Each time he’d moved slightly or breathed, you’d freeze in shameful fear, head whipping over to check if he’d woken up. Then you’d see his serene face in the dim light, the sensual curve of his lip and the slope of his nose, unfairly long lashes brushing against his cheeks. And a wash of bubbling heat would sweep over you, relighting the embers of your hazy arousal. You touched yourself until the late hours of the night, ultimately unable to relieve yourself. Finally giving up with a bitter huff, you threw your head back, tears pricking your lashes as you nuzzled into Suguru’s heap of limbs. In his sleepy state, he wrapped his arms around you, slotting together as he sighed sleepily into your hair. You fell asleep feeling worse than when you’d started, dreams overflowing with sultry sounds and acts.

“Um… couldn’t sleep, really…” You murmured as you stepped into the kitchen, gathering supplies for a coffee. You felt a constant throbbing and made a note of not looking at Geto, almost panting as you poured instant coffee into a mug and set a pot of water on the stove. Each time you looked at him, you’d feel so warm and tingly, losing the ability to think about anything other than him. You had to take a breather, not wanting to throw yourself onto him and beg for his help, knowing he’d probably chide you again. And, honestly, you wanted to retain at least a shred of your dignity.

Geto set down his newspaper, watching you intently as he stubbed out his cigarette. He could see the frustration emanating from you, but you had gone against his command. He hadn’t wanted to hurt you, so he decided to take away a privilege. To be frank, Geto himself hadn’t been enjoying the distance, and had been plagued by his own heated thoughts. While he hadn’t exactly loved the idea of “punishing” you by banning you from sex, the sight of you quivering and shifting in discomfort set something in his lower belly aflame. Seeing you so desperate and on edge sent sparks flying through him, pants growing tight as he noticed the subtle blush dusting your cheeks. Like a moth to a flame, he couldn’t stop himself from approaching you, sneaking his hands under your shirt and wrapping his arms around your belly as you waited for the water to boil. You stiffened as you felt the solid lines of his toned body press into your back.

Your breath stuttered as you instinctively leaned back into him.

“No? Why not?” he murmured as he pressed a languid kiss into the back of your neck.

A long, tense silence settled over you as your lips split open, heavy pants escaping as you tried to bring your mind back to some sense of normality.

Two weeks left.

All you could think of was Geto grabbing you harshly by the root of your hair, shoving you face down onto the counter, and vigorously sliding his thick length into you… Until the sun came down.

“Baby?” Geto chuckled as he pressed another soft kiss to the shell of your ear. You’d closed your eyes as you’d leant into him, and your lips were parted as you panted.

“Sorry, what did you say?” You tried not to focus on the blood rushing to your core, the burning heat radiating to your toes.

Geto chuckled again, starting to really enjoy your ditzy, preoccupied state. “Why didn’t you sleep well?” He pressed into your lower belly with light pressure, sending your mind far, far away.

“Well, uh… I was… uhm…struggling…” Your face flushed as you pressed your lips together, stifling a moan.

“Go on, pretty.” He coos. “You can tell me.” He said it in such a kind, loving tone while he lazily caressed your tummy, hands grazing just under the dip of your breasts before travelling down, down, down to the plush curve of your belly. He lazily squeezed you with slight pressure then released. Words failed you. If only he knew how terribly he was teasing you.

And then he squeezed again.

And again, squeezing and releasing, squeezing and releasing, taking all the time in the world as he lightly dragged his black painted nails across your skin. Your mind turned foggy and your mouth dropped open as you panted, tongue lolling out and leaning back into Geto’s arms. “You, nnh… it’s been two weeks…since…” Oh, he was being so cruel…

“Since what, honey?” He stepped away, smirking, gracefully giving you a moment of reprieve. He refrained from telling you that he needed a second to breathe, seconds away from spreading you on the counter. Geto passed by the seat next to the window, grasping his newspaper and heading over to the sofa on the other side of the room. He plopped down with a hum, flicking the paper open to a dog-eared page.

You considered how much you really cared about your dignity. You thought about falling onto your knees and begging him to take you right there and then. Your head whipped back and forth between the boiling pot and Geto’s relaxed posture on the sofa, finally deciding to switch off the gas and forget about the coffee. You were too high on adrenaline to even think about coffee at this point.

He glanced up to you. “Since what? What’s wrong, pretty?”

You felt something crack within you as you looked at him with pleading eyes. “Geto, I can’t take this anymore…” you whined.

He cocked an eyebrow, lowering his paper. “What do you mean?”

You looked away, huffing as your cheeks reddened. “You know what I mean.”

“Not a clue, baby, tell me. What’s wrong?” He was teasing you, he had to be.

“I… Please.” The need you felt for him surpassed any care for your dignity. “I’m embarrassed to say it out loud,” You whispered as you stepped closer to Geto.

“Well, I can’t help you if you don’t tell me, baby,” he said somewhat condescendingly, “I’m not a mind reader.” He flicked the page and turned his gaze to something in the corner, rubbing his chin.

You huffed again in frustration. “Please, Geto, I’m… I’m really… I know you said we couldn’t… you know… for a month, but…” Why was he ignoring you? Couldn’t he see how much you needed him? “Does it really have to be that long? Can’t we just…?” you started to plead.

“Oh… I see…” Understanding flashed in his eyes as he sat further back and smirked at you. “Poor baby… You’re all hot and bothered, aren’t you?” He crooned.

You looked away, face flushed like a beetroot. “I just… I miss you, Sugu…” you attempted, rubbing your arms in a soothing motion.

It was like something snapped in him. He threw the newspaper on the coffee table, leaning his elbows on his knees. “You’re just so desperate for my cock, aren’t you baby?”

Heat pulsed through you, going straight to your core. You looked at him, suddenly feeling nervous. You wriggled uncomfortably. He wasn’t usually this… explicit. You must’ve really made him upset…

“I…” your voice took on a nervous lilt.

“Awh~… poor baby, you can’t even think without it in you, can’t you?”

You turned away, face turning a new, brighter shade of red as desire pulsed through you.

“Too bad.” Your face fell. “You haven’t been good, so I don’t think you deserve it right now.” He said, crossing his arms as he leaned back into the sofa.

Your face crumpled. How were you going to take another two weeks of this? “You’re so mean, Sugu…”

He rolled his eyes. “I’m not being cruel, pretty. I’ll still take care of you.” He patted his lap. “Use my thigh.”

“Wh- what?” you spluttered.

He tilted his head to the side, watching you intently. “I said you can use my thigh. That is what you want, isn’t it?” He probed.

“I…” You flushed as you wrung your hands together. You brought a hand to your skirt, picking at a loose thread, feeling very much off kilter all of a sudden. You’d been expecting more rejection rather than… whatever this was.

“Oh, come on, baby.” He said in a pointed tone. “You think I didn’t notice what you were doing last night? You weren’t exactly inconspicuous. You’re lucky you didn’t finish, otherwise I wouldn’t be so nice.” He patted his thigh again, much like for a dog. “Come here.”

He’d felt sorry for you, honestly. Hearing how frustrated you were throughout the night, how terribly you’d struggled… Your little gasps of frustration had sent jolts of blazing heat through him. He’d struggled to keep his eyes closed, but hadn’t wanted to alert you to his conscious state. Geto wanted to see whether you’d go against his word. And when you’d given up in a exasperated huff, nuzzling into him like a kitten… He decided he’d give you a little reprieve the next day.

You padded over to him, embarrassment flooding through you. “Sorry, Sugu…”

He caressed your cheek, holding your chin between his finger and thumb, looking at you lovingly. “No need, sweetheart. It’s only natural,” he chuckled. “Sit.”

You positioned yourself over his grey sweatpants, moving your legs awkwardly into place as you held onto his broad shoulders.

“Yes… that’s it.” He pushed your hair behind your ear, leaning closer to whisper softly. “Grind on my thigh, pretty girl.”

You shifted, rolling your hips forward ever so slightly when a sudden searing heat pulsed through your core. You breathed shakily as you rolled back, feeling his thigh flex beneath you. Geto snuck a warm hand to your black mini skirt, inching it up to reveal your grey cotton panties. He smirked as he noticed the darkened patch, a heady feeling rushing through him. “Awh, you’re doing such a good job.” He whispered.

You mewled. His words were inflaming you as much as his movements. You started to rock back and forth a little faster, biting your lip as the intoxicating warmth spread into your lower belly.

“Look at you… Working so hard. Rubbing against me like a little whore…”

Your fingers curled as you pressed into his shoulders, quiet sounds rasping from your throat. Geto clasped a hand over your wrist, rubbing a circle into the thin skin.

“Oh, sweet thing, you’re so worked up. Need me to help?” He cooed as he bounced his knee. You squeaked suddenly, little ‘ohs’ and ‘ahs’ breaking free from your lips as he intermittently bounced you up and down on his big thigh. A dizzy wash spread over you each time he jolted his thigh. It felt so good, too good. You felt out of control.

“Ah, ah, oh- Geto- Wait, ah-” you moaned as he thumbed your bottom lip.

“Oh? What is it? What do you want? Tell me, go on, or has that pretty little pussy taken over your brain?” he said with a mean grin. He adored seeing you in such a blissful state, cheeks flushed and eyes scrunched shut in concentration. All you could do was moan and mewl little gasps.

You gripped his shoulders, knuckles turning white. You needed him. “Geto, please… ah- please, I need you in- ah…”

“I know, I know… I know what you want, baby… My sweet little slut…” he smirked, looking like a shark in bloody water. He’d caught your scent, and now he was certainly not letting you go. While you hadn’t actually managed to relieve yourself the night before, he hadn’t exactly been happy that you’d tried to keep your late-night activities a secret from him. You needed to suffer, just a little. Geto relished in bringing you to those heady heights and just… keeping you there, for hours.

Head tilted back slightly to keep you in sight, he leaned back comfortably into the sofa, drinking you in. Geto’s half-lidded eyes slunk to your trembling legs spread on his meaty thigh, a knowing gaze washing over his face as his lips melted into a smug smirk. He watched you like a hawk as you rocked back and forth, back and forth, little gasps and whimpers escaping your bitten lips.

His hands smoothly grasped your waist all of a sudden, pressing into your skin as he slowed your tempo, tutting at you. “Now, now, pretty. Patience. Don’t rush.”

“Ah- But, Suguru- It feels so good, I want-” you mewled.

“Sshh… Baby… Slow.” He purred, his fingers brushing over your clothed heat. Sparks flew into your tummy and you leaned forward, head bowing as you moaned long and low. He chuckled warmly, and placed his hands back onto you, settling on your hips as he pressed you down into his thigh.

You gasped sharply, slick gushing against his leg, making his grey sweats dark and sticky with your arousal.

“Oh, you liked that, didn’t you? Want me to do it again?” He whispered as he pressed you down once more.

“Nnh! Sugu, please…” You were going to lose your mind.

“Please, what? Baby?” he probed. His thick fingers trailed down to your core, coiling under your panties and pressing into a wet, sticky mess. “Oh, I think I see the problem.” He smiled like a cat as he kept his eyes on your heat. “Your mind’s melted into a little puddle, huh?”

You started to tremble, blood roaring in your ears as you writhed against his thigh like a feral animal. You leaned both hands on his thigh as though you were holding onto a saddle. “Please, Sugu, please, I need more… I need it inside…” you whined.

His brows furrowed as he grasped your jaw and squeezed your cheeks together, your lips puckered like a fish. “You’ve made such a mess. Dirty girls like you don’t get to ask for more than what they’re given.”

His words sent a thrill through you, your belly going taut as tension rose in your core. You were close, rocking forward in short repetitive strokes, riding that wave up, up, up…

Geto pressed your hips to a sudden stop, and you plummeted back down. “No!” you whimpered. “Why did you…?” tears pricked your lashes.

Geto patted your cheek then lifted your chin in a firm grip. “Sorry, sweetheart. Not yet. I never said you could use my thigh to finish.” He lifted you off his thigh and placed you onto the sofa, pressing his lips to yours in a long, heated exchange.

Frustration tore through you. “Suguru, please. I can’t wait any longer.” You begged.

He climbed over you, settling in between your thighs as he pressed you down onto the cushions. He pressed his soft lips to yours, breathing heavily as his tongue broke past the seam of your lips. He brushed his tongue across yours, humming deeply as he started to rock against your hips, pressing his hard length against your slick, driving you to a mess of moans and sweaty limbs. His gentle hands brushed your hair out of your face, pressing one last long kiss to your lips before finally pulling away. He smiled down at you as you looked up at him, sweat dripping down into your hair and the crevices of your neck. “You should have thought about that when you came all over me without my say so.”

You looked into his violet eyes, your lip wobbling. “Please,” you breathed.

“Aw… Princess. Don’t look at me like that. You’ll make me feel bad.” He crooned as he held a hand to your cheek.

“Just two more weeks, baby. After all, if I let you off so soon, what’s to stop you from disobeying me again?” he pecked another kiss to your lips before you threw your head back in desolate frustration.

“You’re so mean, Sugu…” you whined, panting as you pulled your skirt down.

Suguru stood, adjusting the belt of his pants and running a hand through his hair. He grabbed his newspaper and returned to his original seat. “Not mean, baby. Just teaching you a lesson.”

You hated Geto’s lessons.

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𝕊𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕦𝕒𝕝 ℙ𝕒𝕚𝕟 ℝ𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 [𝟙𝟠+]

Summary: Hwoarang recognizes the state you were in after a tiresome workday. Why not allow him to make you feel better in his own way?

Pairing(s): Hwoarang/F!Reader

Warning(s): Smut, Teasing, Ear Licking, Fingering

Word Count: 2.1k

A/N: Here’s a special gift for the new year. I hope you enjoy this as much as I 💙

“Well now, you arrived home late,” a slightly distraught Hwoarang watches you enter the room after a lengthy day at work. The endless amounts of busy work taken care of earlier resulted in a throbbing headache. Plopping down to bed was the first thing in mind during evening hours.

A hint of fatigue sounded in your voice, “Work is killing me, babe.”

You immediately strip off each piece of clothing except your undergarments, tossing them carelessly on the floor. You get to bed and scoot close to Hwoarang, watching an average talk show running on air. It felt like a relief finally returning home after all of your energy drained out. The focus on the television then shifted to grabbing the nearest pillow to rest your head on. Its comfy, plush feeling was not enough as you held the pillow the closest you could. Your body shuffled across the cool mattress while you buried your face in the softness. The fresh breeze scent ends up tickling your nostrils. The redhead watches your movements before lying on his side, placing a hand on your exposed back. Each gentle caress of your skin has been soothing for the moment. You slightly turn your head to look at him.

“Work didn’t go too well, huh?” Hwoa raised a brow at your current state.

You gave a rather quiet response, “Yeah, it didn’t.”

Not motivated to speak further, your face is pressed against the cushioning again. You sense Hwoarang closing in on your face for a split second until sending a soft kiss to your cheek. He gives you more kisses to the spot, including your ear, causing a blush to fade on your cheeks. He then whispers, “I can make that headache go away if you want, babe.”

This response led you to turn to him again, the sight of your redness making Hwoarang chuckle. Your hands encircle the base of his neck while you stare into his dark brown eyes. He always knew how to turn you on, and you enjoyed every second of it. Both of your lips close in for a shared kiss. They were made as if you were yearning for so long to get intimate after a tough day. It didn’t take long for the kiss to become passionate. A rising heat erupts within you, and you are sure that Hwoa has the same feeling. Loud breaths felt hot, the intensity beginning to rise. You two broke the kiss to catch your breath and a small laugh from the redhead was heard in between.

His large hand squeezes your rear while he grins, “Lemme get on top of you. That way I can put your head at ease.”

You respond with a lip bite, and Hwoa positions himself above you as you lay on your back. Not giving each other time, he dives in for another kiss, yet this one is deeper. Your hands snake up to cup his face and caress his jawline. Moans sounded throughout the kiss as tongues danced in hunger. Your face was getting redder from how he tasted you. Even his subtle chuckling can be heard each time you whimper. Suddenly, a touch of thick fingers presses against your groin area. This makes your hips jump as your body becomes sensitive.

Hwoarang speaks in between sloppy kisses, “Want me to rub down there?”

It was difficult to slip an answer, so you instead took his hand in the area and signaled him to do so. Hwoarang complies and makes use of his middle and ring fingers for the job. They rub every bit of the sensitive area while a wetness seeps from your slit. Your hips were jolting by the smooth motions of his fingers. The redhead ends up breaking away only to move his lips to your ear, giving small pecks in the process. You whimper and wrap your arms around his neck. So far, Hwoarang has been doing well to draw your mind away from the headache. You still felt the pain, yet the sexual touching caused more noise than a tiresome headache.

“You’ve been thinking about me. I can tell,” he whispers close and kisses your ear, “You want me to devour you.”

Not even a second of a reply, and his tongue begins to lick your ear. You gasped in shocking arousal. It teases the shell as its sounds of saliva heat up your ears. He kept making slurping noises as if he hungered for you. Your unstable cries fill the room, and one of your hands pushes his head even closer. Hwoa giggled during his little tease session. He has never done this before, and you suddenly got turned on by it.

He whispers again, “Your noises are so cute, baby. Mmm, they’re already driving me crazy.”

A sweet, throbbing sensation occurs within your soaking womanhood. His fingers press harder over your pussy to let more slick fluids seep from you. Your body had gotten prepared to be relished by Hwoa’s impatient cock, though this wouldn’t be the first thing that enters you. He has his fingers working on you for a reason. Regardless of your hips constantly reacting, the pair of fingers manages to sneak through your panties and dig inside of you without holding back. A quick arch of your back was all he needed to see. It was such a desirable sight to witness during the evening, your body turning weak while Hwoarang takes over for you.

“F-fuck! Don’t…stop,” your voice was shaky.

One of your hands moves down to hold onto his working hand, its rigidity and small veins being evident. Hwoa’s fingers have kept thrusting in and out as long as they wanted to, even if you finish. So far, your headache had already disappeared; however, the extreme desire for your boyfriend was still present. You still held his head close for him to continue his attack on your ear. His heavy moans and breathing mixed in were making you lose self-control. Your body flinches, and the noises are getting louder. He can tell that your cunt was throbbing for him to fill you up.

Hwoarang let out a chuckle, “Oh, are you throbbing for me?”

He kisses your ear and grins at your reaction. The pair of fingers rubs along your walls to proceed quicker, the area of a G-spot waiting to be found. It doesn’t take long for Hwoa to find it after you release a shaky moan. Instead of using his fingers to let you finish, he chooses to pull them out instead. You cried faintly for his digits to be inserted back in. The redhead shushes you with a kiss.

“Let me turn you over.”

He sits up to lay you on your stomach before removing his tank. You look back at Hwoarang to see him pull his pants down, the large member springing from the cloth. The quivering feeling from your folds was unable to stop as he lifted your ass by the waist, aligning himself to press against you. Only the tip is shoved in, and you’re already crying for him again.

“Do me a favor and be a good girl for me, hm?” He talks sweetly and sends kisses to your back.

“Ah! Y-yes, I want to!”

After Hwoarang lets out a giggle, he shoves the rest of his cock in slowly, your flesh walls tightening around him. The stiffness itself leads you to holler even more. Hwoa’s grip on your waist tightened with every inch going deeper. His length was moving a bit, you can tell. The tears beginning to well up in your eyes were a mix of intense pain and pleasure. Your lover has been clenching his teeth while you got tighter. Some droplets of your fluid land onto the bed, the inside already wet enough for him to move at an average pace. The both of you couldn’t imagine anything else more fulfilling than this.

“Shit! The way you’re squeezing around me,” his voice sounded shaky, “Babe, I need to-“

Hwoarang’s thrusts go faster towards your sweet spot, and he bends over to place yearning kisses all over your back. Gripping the silk pillows before you, muffled cries are spilled as your legs are on the verge of faltering. Your face and entire body became hot, every hit within your sex turning more harsh by the second. Hwoarang moves a pair of his fingers down to your now erect clit to tease and rub in between them. A loud moan erupted out of your mouth and away from the pillows, the inner walls tightening Hwoa. He ends up shaking before pulling the digits away, yet he still manages to keep up his movements.

The redhead’s breathing got heavier, “Ah, baby! Your pussy is teasing me…”

You have always been in favor of Hwoarang’s dirty talk while he either teases or fucks you. The sparks of desirable joy kept going into the evening. Every touch that connected. Every voice that had spoken. You would later end up begging for something like this again, especially if you had an irritating migraine. As you were buried in your thoughts, a hard spank lands on your ass. You shiver while the slamming between bodies goes on, the layer of sweat appearing on each other’s skin. The heat that ascended was reaching the point of an upcoming climax. You began to feel Hwoa’s cock react from inside, and it felt good, too. Just as you were over halfway, Hwoarang quickly pulled out to flip you on your back until shoving back in. You cry out a moan with your arm covering your eyes. Hwoa grabs the arm to move out of the way to see your face in its entirety. You were completely washed with lust and need for him. His eyes shot wide, the brown irises glowing profoundly. He smiles and sends a kiss to your cheek.

“Aw, look at you. You really want me bad, huh?” he chuckled.

You grab him into a kiss while feeling his hips rock into you. Hwoarang’s hand slides up to your breast, his thumb moving underneath your bra to play with your hard nipple. Moaning into his mouth, your fingers firmly grip his vermilion hair. The heat surrounded all over your body whilst a few droplets of sweat appeared. You were both enveloped by currents of endless passion into the night. You were unaware of how much time had passed. Words melt in your ear like hot fudge, the pool of heat brewing through your body. Hwoarang’s body in its entirety towering above yours. His shadow covers you whole. Your eyes are spaced out while his hitching breaths release between his kisses. Both of your legs feel worn out and unable to move on their own. The abused flower had gotten sore by your lover, who long desired your return home. Within each thrust, the thread was about to snap. Nails sunk into Hwoa’s skin with undeniable force. The man hisses in response, a sensation of an orgasm coming at any given moment.

The redhead’s low words enter your ear once more, “Cum with me, baby…”

He immediately sends a sharp slam to your cervix, cries of Hwoarang’s name overshadowing the sound of television. Hot streams of your partner’s seed fill you up. Your fluids erupt and cover his abdomen. Motions were slipping while the liquid continued to spill uncontrollably. Shortly, Hwoarang ceases himself before sliding out. He caresses your hip for a moment and falls onto his back, exhausted, next to you. You couldn’t move anymore after your entire body became still and weakened. Your boyfriend lies on his side, giggling at the proud work he did to you. He guides his hand over your face gently.

“So, did the pain reliever work for you?” He gave a sly smirk.

You speak out of breath, “Yeah, too good…”

Hwoarang scoots close to hold your messy body against his larger form. He knew you were worn the hell out, so he wouldn’t mind volunteering to clean up the mess. Hwoa doing this favor for you was sweet. At least it was the weekend, and there were no worries about having to work for a few days. Settling down all day at home with your lover, casually fooling around, or savoring quiet relaxation together are on the table to choose from. You trace a pair of fingers along his bare chest, admiring the well-defined muscles he worked hard for through training. A tired sigh glides from your parted lips whilst your eyelids slowly shut, struggling to open. You rest silently in Hwoa’s arms. He watches as he pushes strands of hair away from your face.

“Sleep well, dollface,” he says with a loving kiss on your forehead.

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