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I missed this? I MISSED THIS????

800-900 Follower event!

Alright you guys, my follower event is here. I have reached just shy of 900 followers and I couldn’t be happier. I love literally all of the people on here and it warms my heart that you guys like my writing enough to follow me :). I loved the 700 follower event and am excited for this one! Please submit by Saturday July 8!

We are doing kissing prompts!!!

Prompts linked here (all credit to the blog who created them)

WHAT I NEED FROM YOU :

♡ The number prompt (if you can include the specific prompt that would be helpful)

♡What character you want!

♡If you want smut, fluff or angst.

CHARACTERS:

♡ Levi Ackerman

♡ Eren Yaeger

♡ Armin Arlet

♡ Satoru Gojo

♡ Megumi Fushiguro

♡ Yuji Itadori

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Can I get Number 1 Kisses in the rain with Fushiguro?? Angst to fluffy please!

I’m so sorry anon this is just pure fluff. I wrote it than came back and realized you said angst too 🤦🏽‍♀️

Kiss Prompt 1- Kisses in the rain

Megumi Fushiguro

What started as a walk after a pretty easy mission together ended in a race to get out of the rain. Unfortunately it came pouring down, drenching the two of you in seconds. You quickly sought refuge under a nearby awning, shivering from the cold droplets that clung to your skin. Megumi glanced at you, his eyebrows knit together in concern.

"You alright?" he asked, his voice low and calm.

You nodded, a smile playing on your lips. "Mhmm, just a little wet. Nothing I can’t handle.” you say with a chuckle.

His brows furrowed, his gaze lingering over your damp figure. "You say that, but I know how easily you catch a cold.”

You laugh, reaching out to take his hand in yours. "It's just rain, Megumi. You’ve got blood all over your clothes from that curse and you’re worried about rain?” you tease.

His stern expression softened at your words, a hint of a smile appearing on his lips. "I suppose you have a point.”

“Yeah. I’m always right ya know?” you saying giggling. He rolls his eyes in response.

As the rain continues to pour, you found yourselves standing close to each other under the awning, drops of water forming an around you. You shiver slightly and Megumi pulls you in close, wrapping his arms around you.

“Do you want my jacket?” He asks holding you in his tight embrace, his hands naturally falling to your waist.

“No I’m fine.” You say looking up at him with a chuckle admiring his features.

“What’s so funny?” he’s asks, raising an eyebrow at you.

“Nothing.” you chuckle, looking up at him through your rain-soaked strands of hair. “It’s just funny how serious you are about keeping me safe, even if it’s just from a little rain.” He rolls his eyes again, but his grip on your waist becomes tighter, pulling you in closer.

“I just don’t want you getting sick.” he says, his tone of voice never faltering from his serious, stoic nature.

Closing the distance between you further you lean in to press a soft lingering kiss against Megumi's lips. The taste of rain mingled with the sweetness of his lips sends a shiver down your spine.

When you pull away you look up to see a softer reflection on his face. His lips curled into what could almost be mistaken for a smile.

“You’re so sweet Gumi, even when you’re not even trying.” You say bringing a hand to his cheek. His eyebrows remain arching, but he looks down at you with fondness as he rolls his eyes.

“I’m sweet?” he questions.

“Sometimes. Yeah. You don’t show it often but that makes it more special.” you say smiling. His hand cups yours on his cheek.

“I love you ya know?” he says his thumb brushing against yours. “It’s easy with you.”

Your heart swells at his words and you bring him into another soft kiss. This one lasting longer than the last, as your bodies come together seeking warmth. The pitter patter of rain and the sweet sound of your lips fill the air. Megumi’s arms tighten around your waist pulling you impossibly closer.

When you finally break the kiss, breathless with your fingers entangled in his dark impossibly messy hair, you rest your forehead against Megumi’s. Yours eye meet and you look him with pure adoration.

“I love you to Gumi.” you whisper, your voice barely a breathe against his lips. His hands running soothing circles on your back as the rain continues to fall. You cling together, hearts beating in unison and you’re reminded that with him you can weather any storm.

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rewrite it: threat motivated

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Now I'm really back.

Bitch I'm back.

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Japan Expo starting today and I can't be there this year pls hit me I'M GONNA CRY

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Gojo Satoru x Reader. Mdni. 18+

"Tell me I'm pretty."

You can't tell whether or not Gojo is serious at first, but the way his shoulders tense suddenly makes you belly laugh. You're already beyond blissed out, impaled on his perfect cock as you straddle his lap in the middle of your bed, and now you're laughing, impending orgasm nearly forgotten.

“Babe,” he pleads. His laugh is breathless, incredulous, and you hear it hitch in his throat when you grind down into his lap again. He rewards you with an open-mouthed kiss to the base of your throat, so you toss your head back to allow him easier access. “Please,” he whimpers against your skin; he licks a line upward then sucks on your chin before drawing back to study your face. “Open your eyes.”

You roll them first, then do as you’re told. His hands flex at your hips and you wiggle just a little, growing impatient. It feels good– he feels good, he always does– but you’ve had enough banter. “Just shut up and let me fuck you,” you say, threading the fingers of both hands through his sweat-damp hair and balling them into fists to tug his head back.

His grin is devastating, and you clench involuntarily around him, sucking in a quick breath. “Say it,” he begs. “You know you want to.”

With all the sarcasm you can muster, you moan– over the top, ridiculously loud and lusty and obnoxious– and you say what he wants you to say. “You’re so pretty, Satoru.”

He’s acting now too, kissing you with too much tongue and kneading your waist with his eager hands to guide your thrusts so that you’re fucking him at just the right angle. You slap the taut muscle of his shoulder and bite down on his earlobe, slipping your tongue over the ridge of cartilage just above. Just as you think you’re about to lose control, he stills you, holds your hips in place with surprising strength so you can’t move.

You fist your hands into his hair again and press your forehead against his, looking deep into those maddening crystalline eyes. “Fuck you,” you hiss, trying in vain to reclaim the rhythm you’d built.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” he teases, reaching between you to roll one of your nipples between his fingers before lowering his head to draw it into his mouth. You take advantage of his preoccupation and swivel your hips, using both hands to press against his chest so that he’s lying flat against the tangled sheets. Of course, he didn’t put up much of a fight, save from a less-than-gentle bite to your breast before releasing it. He throws his arms out to his sides– all drama and fanfare and playful surrender. “I’m under your spell. Let’s see what you’ve got.”

So you put on a show, using his body to pleasure yourself. He is slick and sinew and strength, and when you dare to meet his eyes, you’re taken aback at how reverently he’s watching you. His mouth is pink and swollen and slightly open, and his face glistens with sweat in the dim lamplight he insisted upon when you first started making out not so long ago. There’s a balmy summer breeze that blows the sheer curtains into the room and the sound of the ocean at your back, and there’s not another soul around for miles; really, you could be as loud and wanton as you’d like, but you think in this moment that you’d rather save that for later. What was playful and dramatic just moments ago has suddenly taken a more serious turn as your body begins to bloom above him, around him. As if he wasn’t hard enough inside you, you’d swear you feel him grow even more firm as you rock your hips, lifting your hair away from your shoulders to feel some of that breeze kiss away the prickling heat on your skin.

He’s uncharacteristically quiet as you come, and he folds his hands around yours to pull you down for a kiss. It’s a beautiful release, one that has you nearly weeping as he folds his arms around you. Your heart races; each breath is a gasp, a plea, a desperate intake of precious oxygen to bring you back down to earth and into the safety of his embrace.

Gently, he turns you so that you’re beneath him and slides his hands over your thighs as he pushes back inside. You’re sensitive– so sensitive– and you beg him to go slowly because you can feel another orgasm building as he moves. The control he has is devastating, and you watch, fascinated, as his body rolls against yours with languid strokes. When he sees where you’re focused, he huffs a laugh and kisses just below your jaw before he whispers, “It’s pretty, huh? My body. You like that?”

Your eyes roll back into your head of their own volition; you grab two handfuls of his tight ass and squeeze. “Yes, you’re pretty. You’re so fucking pretty, Satoru. Happy now?”

“Oh– oh baby, you’re gonna– “ he gasps, and the speed of his thrusting increases. It’s dramatic and silly at first, but as he comes, he’s all business. There’s a shift in the way he looks at you; the mischievous sparkle turns into a dark, primal desire, and he buries his face in the crook of your neck at his peak, where his moan is lost in the fragrant softness of your skin.

“You’re so pretty,” he whispers.

You smile into his hair and skim your hand down the middle of his back. “I know.”

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Just watched the episode, and can't wait for next week🥰

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The episode comes out in 30min and I find myself walking aimlessly around my house damn i'm so impatient

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Bitch I'm back.

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It's okay, he's just going to have a sore neck from stooping down to kiss us👀

Satoru is actually 2 meters tall (6,7 ?)

So I was thinking...

Damn, man must be banging his head a lot

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Satoru is actually 2 meters tall (6,7 ?)

So I was thinking...

Damn, man must be banging his head a lot

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GAKUGANJI AHAHAHEJKFVLGL IMAGINE WANTING SATORU BUT ENDING WITH THIS SHIT

Can I request a part 2 of the evil queen ff ( gojo x reader ) where a woman wants to take the place of queen y/n ( not obviously knowing how powerful y/n is ) possibly by trying to show she’s much better than queen y/n when she can’t even be compared to her and tries seducing gojo ( which doesn’t work ) and become a mistress/concubine of his and then become the queen lol even having the audacity to think so bcs now both y/n n gojo have twin sons ( each of them look like their parents exactly but are momma’s boys lol ). I hope u understood what i’m trying to say haha

Have a nice day 🌸

Evil Queen 2

Warnings: NSFW King Gojo x Queen reader

"My lady, do you really think this is a good idea? I heard that queen (y/n)–"

"I don't need your advice. I don't care who this (y/n) is. Don't you think I'd make a better queen?" she asked with a smile as her maid dyed her lips a juicy pink.

She was a guest there.

In your castle.

As the daughter of one of the most powerful rulers, she was their guest of honor. They could not give her any other accommodation than royal.

Only that was possible.

She and her father were on a diplomatic trip to a farther kingdom to realize her royal engagement.

But she had other motives and plans.

She didn't want to go on to marry some ordinary prince.

She wanted a king who was powerful and handsome. Rich and young.

A twenty-eight-year-old king with a wife and two children?

He's an easy bite for her.

Especially since he was into her taste.

Tall and handsome.

She was mainly concerned with his status, since she would be the mate of the king of such a powerful and wealthy kingdom.

That was all it was about.

She did not want to be a princess of the state.

She wanted to be queen.

If she became Gojo Satoru's concubine, maybe at some point she would be so appreciated that the king would divorce his wife so that she would sit on the throne with him. To dethrone his wife, any was his concubine and bore him children if they wanted.

She doesn't want a baby. She wants to rule.

And he already has an heir. That's why they don't need to have a baby.

But if he wanted to... Let him do what he wants.

According to her, men want only one thing.

All she has to do is undress in front of him and show what she wants. And he is hers.

Men only think about sex.

And when they see a naked woman ready to give herself to them, they lose their minds about it.

"My lady, you would certainly make a suitable queen, but—"

"Suitable? I'd be the perfect queen!" She snarled. "Do my lips look luscious and full enough yet? Is that enough to make him unable to look away?"

"My lady, you certainly look beautiful. But what are you planning?" asked the maid as the woman stood up.

"What am I planning? Of course I want to be married to King Satoru!"

"But his wife-"

"I can dethrone his wife." she laughed. "A king can do anything. And I'm sure he didn't have much fun with her since they have two children."

"D-Dethrone?"

"Yes. I will be his concubine. He will love my body and me. So he'll prefer someone who hasn't been pregnant. I have the body of a teenage girl, don't you think?"

"I'm not sure the King would prefer the body of a teenage girl to his wife..." whispered the maid.

"What were you saying?"

"N-Nothing." She replied quickly.

"So I will be his concubine. And in time he will marry me, throwing his wife lower because he will love me. And a woman like her can't do anything to me! A mother with two children? haha! Would I be scared?!"

She suddenly left her chamber and saw in the corridor two white-haired boys walking towards the throne room with their uncle.

If not for the king, she would surely go to his right hand and best friend.

But she wanted to rule the kingdom as queen.

"Good morning, princes." She said smiling at the children.

They looked at her with their blue eyes and kept walking, holding the hands of their black-haired uncle who completely ignored her.

He really didn't like spoiled princesses like her.

She followed them a few meters to the throne room.

Where she saw her king she wanted to get.

And also you next to him when you stood with him at the window.

The children started running towards you and you smiled.

They were four years old and similar to Satoru. In appearance, and sometimes in character. However, there was one thing about them, except that they weren't quite like their father.

As your husband got down on one knee to catch his sons in his arms, they ran past, leaving his smile frozen.

He was hurt but still happy.

His kids just missed him...

Your sons ran to you, clinging to your legs.

Your sons are mommy's boys.

This was their characteristic.

So is your husband, who is also mommy's boy. But you're like his mommy.

Even though they love you both as parents.

Your husband turned to you with a small smile.

And your children suddenly attacked him, clinging to his chest.

"Your Majesty."

Someone interrupted his moment...

Who dared?!

He turned his head, looking at the woman in the dress behind him. Cursing slightly in front of him.

"what?" he asked, standing up but keeping his hands on his sons' heads.

He didn't care what she thought of him.

"Your Majesty... May I ask you in private? I'd like to talk to you about something." She said with a pleasant smile.

Even though there were dark intentions behind that smile.

"If you have an issue, speak now. I don't have time."

"My Father told me to talk to you about this in private. No unnecessary people." She looked at you condescendingly.

You hated people like that.

They say that damn princess doesn't know anything about you.

Satoru looked at you questioningly, waiting for you to help him. You nodded, signaling him to do so.

Besides, it can't last long.

But you get the feeling you know what she's talking about.

Judging from her dress and the lack of some items that she always wore and were necessary to look presentable.

You saw your husband disappear behind the wall, and you took care of your sons.

Oh, if what you think really happens, you're going to have to do something about Satoru.

Even if it wasn't his fault, he could get a little punishment.

Or a reward if he's a good boy.

"What do you want?" he asked sharply as he stood outside her chamber door as she closed the door.

"My king, you don't have to be so cold. We both know that I always want the best for you." She giggled.

"I'm in a hurry, so hurry up." He growled, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Oh yes. Of course, your majesty." She suddenly walked over to him and her hands shot up to his chest. Her body began to push against him until she reached up with one hand to untie the string at the back of her dress. "We two know what we need, don't we?"

His eyes looked at her with disgust.

"Need a second partner? A partner who will take care of your needs while she takes care of the children? I can become it, my king. I can be everything to you. Give you everything you ever dreamed of. I'll be better than your wife."

"Hold on." He growled, pushing her away.

She held her dress across her chest so she wouldn't stand naked in front of him.

Not yet.

She went a little too far.

Sure, she might have been trying to seduce him. Because that wouldn't work anyway.

Nice try, but he's married. He will not be so easily corruptible.

Bribes from a woman's body don't work on him.

Unless it was you.

Then if he had to choose between something and you, he chooses you.

And his mind, instead of thinking about having a woman capable of undressing for him now, was thinking about whether you'd be able to punish him if you found out.

Now if you could see this eager bitch wanting to get his cock as a bribe, you'd laugh.

This princess didn't know what you were capable of.

You were able to protect your family, especially children, from destruction.

That's why if you saw it, she'd be dead by now.

He didn't need someone important to die. That's why he wanted it to end quickly.

Because he can't promise that nothing will happen.

He did not want to wage war on their country for the fact that the princess died. Even though this war would be another win for him...

He had no desire. He preferred to take care of his beloved sons instead of playing wars.

"My king?" She groaned.

"Your tricks don't work on me." He said and walked past her. Completely ignoring the fact that she's standing there. "Give it a rest. I've seen many times where a woman wanted to seduce a rich man to win favor. This primitive method doesn't work for me."

Because he only became primitive around your body.

Only you could drive him to something that would make him lose himself in pleasure.

"If you want to live, don't do it again."

And suddenly he left her bedroom, slamming the door behind him.

"Remind you when my ribbon was tied around your dick? Do you miss it?"

"Do you have that ribbon?"

"you ruined it. I had to throw it away." You laughed, sitting on his stomach as he lay on his back on the bed.

"You want to punish me like a bad boy?" He gave you a playful smile.

"Our kids told me you were coming out of her bedroom." You gave him a winning smile.

You know nothing happened. Because your children would react differently.

"My little ones are smart~" he hummed.

"I know you remember exactly the day we fathered them." You put your finger on his lips to keep him from saying anything. "The way you moaned against me and your eyes begged for touch. Should I do the same now? To make sure you only beg for me?"

He purred as his hand rubbed your thigh.

"Do you want me to make you beg? Maybe then you can explain what happened there." You laughed.

There was excitement in him.

"I know you know exactly that she knows that she could never beat me. It doesn't matter what. In everything, I win with her, right."

"You're so much better than her." He groaned, wanting to grab your finger between his pink lips.

"I win with her even more when it comes to pleasing my husband. I wouldn't let some whore fuck my husband. You will not hurt me. And you will not hurt our children."

He smiled because he knew you weren't being completely serious.

Your voice was also playful.

"Only my wife can fully satisfy me." He hummed, encouraging you to expand on this conversation of yours.

You didn't just have to talk.

You could have shown him that you were his only woman.

His ideal.

Everything for him. Everything he has.

"The only woman I'll touch is you... Aah..." he moaned as you moved your hips in a fluid motion. So smooth. Bouncing on his cock in a pleasant rhythm.

His wrists bound as he placed the fingers of both hands on your thigh, feeling your walls tighten around him.

Only you could see him like this.

Make him a moaning mess when you kiss and touch him. And your intimate places are connected.

"Fuck... I love you so much..."

"I told you not to curse. If the kids can hear." You said with a small smile, wiping sweat from your forehead as you traced your finger across his jaw.

"There are no children here. So please, I want to say anything and do anything with my damn sexy wife..."

"Won't wrists be enough for you?" you laughed, circling his hips.

"I only touch my wife. And that's all I want. Let me fuck you..."

"You're impatient. You could always ask nicely. Come on honey. I know you can show that you only want me~"

"Please..." He groaned as he felt you tighten around him. Tight.

"Toru~ I don't know what you're asking for..."

"I want to fuck you." He said louder. His cheeks flushed pink.

"Then fuck me." You kissed his lips, feeling him smile into the kiss.

He moved his bound hands over your head, allowing you to put your arms between his hands. And then he held you as you lay on his stomach, kissing him passionately as your thrusts met.

His hands around your waist pressed you against him as his hips pushed up to seek more of your warmth, even as he entered you to the hilt, demolishing your insides.

His breath quivered, and so did yours as he dug in hard and held on, snuggling against your neck.

You stroked his hair.

Long teasing foreplay always made him come a little faster than usual. But it still allowed you to have a satisfying orgasm sooner.

His hips jumped as you leaned against him, pulling him in tight.

Your walls sucked him in, not wanting to let out a millimeter of his penis.

His mouth was open as you put your head next to his, and you whispered very softly into his ear with your warm breath.

"Cum." You said and felt his body tense as he let out a guttural groan, biting your arm to make a mark.

His warm fluids began to fill you.

And his moans filled your ears.

"Fuck, I love you so much..." He groaned.

Only you.

Always only you. No one else.

Only his beloved queen could be so close to him

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So Gojo's last words to Geto could be «We'll meet again, right?»

OMFGGDHJFFKGKK I'M CRYINGGGG

(This is based of Jjk s2 op song lyrics)

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Gojo x Reader

Let’s play a game -Smut

summary: tail end of a fight where reader wants gojo to give her more affection, he proposes to play a game that’ll show her just how happy he can make her.

warnings: NSFW. lots of teasing. handjob.vaginal penetration.light choking. slight dirty talk. ???idk if i missed anything i’m no good at these 18+

“I’m just saying Toru. You could stand to show me a little more affection in public, than these other woman would know your mine” you had just gotten in a semi-argument with your boyfriend, and things had finally settled down.

“Hmm. I can do that. Maybe I’ll just have to show you that you’re the only woman who has my attention yeah?”

“And how do you suppose you’ll do that?” you ask him quizzingly. He moves in closer to you, a soft smile spreads across his face. The look on his face flickers from soft and loving to playful and teasing. He leans in to whisper in your ear. “You want to play a game? One we can only play in private.”

“What type of game exactly?” you ask, head tilted.

“I call this game…the game of love.” he says stretching out the words.

You chuckle, feeling both amused and intrigued. “Alright Toru, I’m curious, how do we play this game of love?”

Satoru grins mischievously, a cocky smile forming on his lips. He steps back slightly, locking eyes with you, giving you a flirtatious wink. “It’s simple really,” he starts, his voice low, “We take turns making each other as happy as we can, you do something that makes me happy and in turn I’ll do something that makes you happy.” His smile widens and his expression turns mischievous, “Simple enough for you?”

“Hmmm,” you ponder for a second, “Alright Toru, I’m game.” You nod in agreement. His eyes light up, the same mischievous smile plastered across his face.

“Good. Ladies first of course.” he says with a small bow. “Your turn.”

You laugh, you knew exactly what he was doing suggesting this type of game, and you knew exactly how you were going to play this.

You lean up his tall frame, brushing your lips against his teasingly, feeling the warmth of his body against yours. You lean in closer to kiss him, savoring the sweet taste of his mouth. He responds by wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you in closer. Before pulling away, you nip at his bottom lip, playfully teasing him. Once you part you take a step back and look up at him, the playful glint in his eyes causes an eagerness to envelop you.

“Did that make you happy Toru?” you say, your voice laced with seductiveness.

“Oh that definitely made me happy.” he says.

“I think I understand this game.” You say teasingly. “Your turn.”

He gives you an amused smirk and the playful grin is still plastered across his face. He’s enjoying this banter. Without warning, he grabs you by the waist and pushes you roughly against the table behind you. You gasp in surprise, but also feel a thrill of excitement run through you.

He leans in close, his breath hot against your skin, as he brushes his lips against yours. You can feel the intensity of his gaze as he looks at you, a playful glint in his eye. The sudden rush of desire makes your heart skip.

“Does it make you happy when I'm rough with you?" he whispers in your ear, his voice low and seductive.

The thrill of excitement pulsates through you as you whisper “It does. I like that.” you pause “My turn.” You sit up on the table so your body is at the edge and wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him closer to you as you trail your hands softly under his shirt, exploring his muscular abs.

Satoru’s breathe catches in his throat as he meets your gaze. You sense his desire as you trail down his skin until you reach his belt, running your fingers over the buckle before pulling it through the loops and throwing it to the floor, never breaking eye contact. He watches in amusement.

“Your turn.” You say with a teasing grin.

Satoru chuckles softly, enjoying your playful nature. He pulls you in close as your legs wrap tighter around his waist. He runs his fingers up your bare arms softly until his fingers wrap around your throat, he squeezes gently as his lips hover above your neck and he takes one small bite. You lean your body in closer, a rush of heat coursing through you. You feel his breathe on your neck and it runs shivers through your spine. “Your turn.” he whispers into your ear.

Your mind starts to go fuzzy with the anticipation, this game your playing has you in a tailspin. You try to compose yourself. You run your fingers down your body slowly, his gaze following your every move. He licks his lips as your fingers reach the bottom of your dress and you pull it over your head. Exposing your body to him, in just a little pair of black panties.

“I like this game…Does this make you happy Toru?” you ask, your tone teasing as you wrap your legs around him once more.

“It sure fucking does.” He says, and before you could open your mouth again he says “My turn” as his lips meet yours in a frenzy and you kiss him back, passionately. There’s a hunger in the way he kisses you, like he can’t get enough. You feel your own desire take over as you lose yourself in the moment.

His lips part from yours and he looks at you exposed beneath him. You catch your breathe and run your fingers down his chest.

“My turn.” You say as you pull his shirt over his head, discarding it on the floor before your hands move to the zippers of his pants as you discard those as well. You take his cock in your hand, pumping it with your fist. “And does this make you happy Toru?”

He licks his lips as they fall to your neck, he bucks his hips into your hand as he tastes you hungrily. “It makes me very happy.” He whispers before he’s kissing your neck again, he trails his kiss down your neck until he’s at your chest, taking your nipple in his mouth, you moan out at the sensation.

His hand caresses down your body until it’s just above your waist. “My turn” He says as he pulls down your panties and slides his fingers in your pussy. Your wet already, you had been since the beginning of this game. He fucks his fingers inside you as you pump his cock harder.

“So wet.” he groans against your neck, “Is this making you happy angel?”

“Yes Toru.” you say, although it’s more of a moan. His fingers slide in and out of you at a rapid pace, there’s a hunger in your belly as your body pleads for more.

“Want to feel you Toru.” you say as you guide his cock to your entrance. He pulls his fingers out as his mouth meets yours, he kisses you with hunger before whispering in your ear again. “It’s your turn.” He says as he takes his cock and teases your entrance, running it along the slit as you moan out in anticipation.

“Please Toru, I need you. Won’t it make you happy too?” you plead, begging to feel his cock inside your walls.

“I suppose you have a point angel.” he says with a playful laugh as he spreads your legs apart on the table, he lets out a grunt as he enters you, pushing your legs up close to your chest and stretching you open.

“F-fuck you feel so good princess. This makes me very happy.” He says as his thrusts grow faster and faster. He teases your clit with his fingers as you moan his name. One hand slightly squeezing your neck as your head falls back in pleasure.

You clench around his cock and he grunts out. “Fuck it feels good when you do that.” His hands are on your ass now as he pushes your body into his cock, you can feel it hit your cervix and you moan out in pleasure at the feeling. His hips move in sync with yours as his lips crash against yours again. You can feel every ridge of his cock as he slows his thrusts down, dragging each stroke. He wants to savor the feeling of your pussy around him.

“Let me hear how good I’m making you feel.” He says and your fingers clench the flesh of his arms, your nails digging into him as you moan out his name “Toru…Toru…” you scream moaning louder and louder as you feel your climax course through your veins.

“Your gunna cum for me yeah? I think that’ll make us both happy.”

“Mhmm. Wanna cum for you Toru.” you moan. Your head falls back and your legs shake beneath him as you cum around his cock.

“Good girl.” He says as he quickens his pace and before you know it he’s pulled out and cum across your stomach. He collapses on top of you catching his breathe for only a moment. He kisses your forehead softly, and his bright blue eyes gaze into yours.

“It’s your turn.” he says with a laugh, teasing you. You push him off you giggling with him.

“Fuck off.” you laugh.

“Pretty fun game though wouldn’t you agree?”

“Best game ever Toru, really.”

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rewrite it: resourceful

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Watch how Sugu look at Toru-

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Satoru Gojo moved inside you with such urgency, his thrusts sending shocks of pleasure through your body. You could feel his hands roaming over every inch of your skin, his lips pressed to yours with intensity. It was like he couldn't get enough of you, and you were more than happy to oblige.

Your bodies moved together in unison, your hips jerking upwards with each thrust of his cock in between your legs. Dark marks appeared along your skin as his teeth sunk into every inch of you he could. You felt breathless and lost in the sensation of being consumed by him.

As he whispers “You feel so good, so fucking tight” in your ear, your toes curled, back arching as you let out a deep moan. His grip on your hips tightened as you both reached the pinnacle of pleasure, coming undone together as you scream out his name.

You collapse into each others arms, the only sounds in the room being your breathless pants as you both try to catch your breathe.His arms wrap around you, pulling you in close. You both lay there a moment, lost in your embrace, and you know by the way he’s holding you that your connection was much more than something physical. It was special, a connection only to two of you would ever understand.