#ಇ. harueina

[shuugumi]

17+ + nsfw + hints of possessiveness

“good girl, moan into that pillow ah- so only i can hear how good am’ making you feel.” your face buried deep into the pillow as he plowed deep into you from behind. fucking you roughly but messily, almost like it was his first time getting pussy. 

your moans sunk into the soft feathery pillow as he forcefully grabbed a ponytail worth of your hair, pushing your head deeper down into the pillow. he had been forcing your head down to the point where it felt like your face was morphing through the pillow and into the sheets that were under. 

his other hand pushes your flabby thighs in a way where you look like a frog—a better way for him to see the recoil of your ass cheeks bounce off from his pelvis. even if you had no ass, as he fucked you the hardest. he was still able to make that ass shake. 

“g’nna cum!!” you shout into the pillow, followed up by him forcefully bringing your head up, leaning in close towards your ear. “you- ah fuck! wan’ tell the world you g’nna cum?” 

singular teardrops dripped down your puffy cheeks as he fucked you harder but now at a slower pace, you looked behind with one of the lewdest faces he’s seen. a face that was even sexier and fucked out than those trashy hentai shows he’d used to watch years before meeting you. Your face flushed as your eyes could barely hold themselves open, and your mouth was wide open with a dribble of drool escaping the corner of your lips. 

“that’s it- give, give it to me baby.” 

© 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢 ; do not translate, copy, plagiarize or upload elsewhere!! all content is owned by me unless stated otherwise.

[shuugumi]

17+ + nsfw

he wakes up in the middle of the night to a wet dream of his.

"baby?" he exclaims in a breathless tone as he gains his barrings and was snapped back into reality. he sighed as he looked over to you, back turned to him. his view of your sleep shorts somewhat riding up in between your ass cheeks gave him more longing of touching you and using you for his own pleasure. shouldn't wake her up...he thinks to himself as he feels a puddle of warm substance in his boxers. "is this high school all over again?" he mutters before slowly sliding his boxers off and throwing them under the bed, noting to retrieve it in the morning before you notice his boxers under the bed.

he doesn't want to touch himself as he would rather want your mouth or fist or pussy touching his aching cock instead. he shuts his eyes again, wanting to drift off to sleep once again but he couldn't.

with the soft feel of your hands slowly trailing their way over his hips to slowly grab and wrap around his hardened dick gave him chicken skin, shooting his eyes open, biting his lip as you squeezed the blunt head.

"baby go back to sleep, it’ll go down on its own so leave it alone."

"but…why would i go back to sleep when he's already ready for me?"

© 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢 ; do not translate, copy, plagiarize or upload elsewhere!! all content is owned by me unless stated otherwise.

leon kennedy ; gojo satoru ; könig ; chrollo (pls forgive me) ; nanase haruka ; jean kirstein ; matsuoka rin; nanami kento ; ERM I CANT THINK OF ANY MORE SO ANY HOT AND RESPECTABLE MAN !!!

[shuugumi]

❥ 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: gojo satoru is a light weight when it comes to drinking. he rarley drinks besides certain occasions, this one being suguru’s party. 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: mentions of alcohol, established relationship, gender neutral reader, satoru being a cutie pie, 835wc, sfw

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: is it bad i went to my senior beach bash JUST for the free alcohol?! please drink responsibly!!! (requests are open)

you couldn't help but chuckle as you heard unmistakably stumbling and giggling from the hallway of your home. hearing the loud ruckest coming from the living room, you sat up from your bed rubbing your eyes as your boyfriend, satoru, finally arrived back home from his best friend's house party he attended earlier today.

you knew your boyfriend all to well maybe knew him more than he actually knew himself but. satoru was a known lightweight. he had a strong resistance to alcohol and rarely drank, but during times like these. nights were bound to be entertaining.

satoru stumbled upon the doorframe of the bedroom. grabbing the side of the frame to gain stability as he tries to pull off his soiled socks and threw them somewhere on the bedroom floor.

"hey there, beautiful," he slurred, his words were barely coherent and his hair was disheveled, tie was loose hanging around his neck. and his blindfold or sunglasses were nowhere to be seen. (they were in his pant pockets)

stifling a laugh, you slid off your bed and approached him, taking one of his arms and helping him to his side of the bed. "looks like you had a good time," you teased, taking off the paper crown that was perched crookedly on his head.

satoru nodded vigorously. "it was…the best. party. ever," he declared, his words punctuated by hiccupping laughter.

as you settled him on his side of the bed, you gained a better view of his face. pink and flushed. whenever he laughed or spoke, the scent of alcohol escaped and filled your nostrils. you saw him struggling with unbuttoning his shirt so you swatted his hands away and started undoing the buttons for him.

"y’er know," he began, leaning towards you with a mischievous twinkle in his azure eyes, "shoul’ve seen me on the dance floor baby. i was tearing everyone up!"

chuckling, unable to resist his charm, you slide his buttonup off his arms before replying, "oh i am..i am sure you were," you said, shaking your head affectionately.

“missed you s’much though.” he whines, wrapping his arms around your waist pulling you closer to him. “ho-how come you’re up late?” he stutters, resting his head on your stomach.

rubbing circles on his back you hummed, “i wasn’t up actually…i woke up cause you were making a lot of noise.” you pout to him, he looked at you with sorry eyes. “lemme giv’ kiss. as apology.” he says and as he puckers his lips you deny him.

the smell of alcohol that hit your nose every time he spoke was flowing towards you brain, almost giving you a headache. “maybe you should go shower stink butt.”

he was definitely taken aback from the name when he looked at you confused. “s-stink butt? ah just…just for that i am not gonna shower.” he snickers, tickling your side.

“satoru!! you’re a brat when drunk!” you whimper as he stops his movement and brings you up on his lap. “mmm yeah, a- a very cute drunk brat.” his head fount its spot in the crook of your neck, and you could feel his lips become a pout.

“my very cute drunk brat.” you emphasized on the ‘my’ and he immediately shot his head up and looked into your eyes. “y-yeah baby. your drunk brat. only yours.” he coos, tapping your thigh.

it became quiet with just the midnight breeze flowing into your bedroom. that until you finally got satoru into his pajamas. he put up a fight about showering tonight because he wanted to shower with you but, since you already showered it wasn’t reasonable. but on the other hand, you didn't want to deal with his stubbornness so you let him into the bed. putting the blanket over him and snuggling close to his backside. whenever he's like this, you're the big spoon.

“baby.”

“yes?”

“you’re so…beautiful did you know that? and-and how much i love you?”

“you tell me everyday. i know you love me. i love you too satoru.” you reassure, laying a soft kiss on the back of his ear.

“everyday-isn’t enough…..somedays, well. maybe if you’re up for it. i’ll propose to you…want you to be my wife. not that you aren’t already but..make it offical, y’know?”

“maybe one day toru. but, not right now okay?” you coo, stroking the back of his hair and running your finger down the bridge of his nose.

“get some sleep okay? you’re gonna have a long day of being hungover..” you say as you continue to run your finger down his nose and he sighs.

“you treat me so well. i-i…”

“shhh, sleep. you can tell me tomorrow~.”

when gojo satoru is drunk. he becomes talkative. not knowing the social cues of when someone has no interest so then you shut up but, he rambles till the sun awakens. but under your command, he stays quiet and within a few seconds, he is sound asleep.

light snores escaping his mouth turning into loud obnoxious ones. you laugh before turning over and closing your own eyes.

🩰 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 ❦

© 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢 ; do not translate, copy, plagiarize or upload elsewhere!! all content is owned by me unless stated otherwise.

[shuugumi]

ex-husband! gojo satoru has two left feet. whether he's on the dance floor at a wedding or a party or even during living room dance parties his dance moves are a unique blend of awkwardness and enthusiasm.

your daughter has also seemed to take after her father's genes of the two left feet. you watch from your assigned table the two hand in hand trying to moonwalk on the dancefloor. the two of them acting like seasoned dancers on dancing with the stars until satoru takes a few steps back and loses his balance. stumbling himself although in utter surprise his daughter helps him sturdy himself.

you watch the two dance on the dance floor as you take sips of water from the assigned seating you were sat at. giggling and smiling away at the two having fun and enjoying themselves.

“he’s cute isn’t he?” one of the guests at the wedding blurted out to you as she sat down next to you in satoru’s seat. you nod, “he is, isn’t he..” you trail off, looking back onto the dancefloor to seeing satoru holding kara in his hands, bouncing away to the hip-hop song playing.

it warmed your heart.

you’ve never had days like this. seeing satoru so care free and enjoying himself. enjoying not worrying about being ready to save a person from evil curses. satoru wore his sunglasses along with a perfectly tailored black suit; white button down shirt that hugged his biceps so deliciously.

you were too in thought to notice them waving at you. “daddy!!” kara shouted after she was startled by satoru showering her with kisses all over her face, using her small but growing hands to push away the love bombing father.

“daddy? is that his child?” the woman asked and you looked back over to her, “mhm…that’s our child. we’re divorced though.” you answered and the womans face was in awed. “divorced? how could you divorce that hunk?” she exclaimed and you couldn’t help but laugh.

“if only you knew..” you trail off, chuckling at the past memories that flashed through your mind that until the DJ had announced for all the couples to fall into the dance floor with their partners.

“you don’t mind if i ask him for a dance?” the woman asked and you shook your head, “not at all, go ahead!” sparking with a smile the woman walks towards satoru and kara. the woman talking to satoru and you watch. that until your daughter comes running up to you.

“hey lovey! you and dad having fun?” you giggle as kara runs into your legs and you pat her on the back. “so much fun! i love when we all together!” kara exclaims as you bring her up to sit on your lap.

“may i have this dance?” his voice was, serious. determined that he would have this dance. you looked up to seeing satoru standing in front of you with his hand out. a light smile appearing on his face.

“me?”

“of course. it’ll be like when we got married…for old times sakes.” he says, gesturing his hand out again and you were hesitant. “go mama! dance with daddy!” kara commanded, satoru and you laughed. swiftly grabbing his hand after and putting kara in place of you on your seat.

“stay there my love.” planting a kiss on kara’s head, satoru guides you to the outter part of the dance floor so that the two of you would still be in close presence to kara in case anything happened.

endlessly by alina baraz had started playing. your heart started to accelerate, feeling warm memories of your own wedding day. satoru snaked his arms around your waist and subconsciously your arms found a way around his neck.

it was quite for a little. “this song played at our wedding too. it was our first dance song if i remember correctly.” satoru spoke, breaking the silence and you nervously look up to his crystal eyes. “you…remember?”

satoru chuckled before tightening his grip on your waist, “how could i not? i got married to the love of my life…”

blood rushed to the apples of your cheeks as you thought about everything that satoru had been through and the reason why you divorced him. it made you feel…sad and sefish. bringing your body closer to him, resting your face on his chest he also finds a resting spot in the crook of your neck.

“i am sorry satoru.” you utter into his suit as the you both swayed in unison to the next slow song that had been queued. “i still have you in my arms even if we aren’t together…i got a beautiful daughter out of it. don’t gotta be sorry for anything.”

it was quite as you two embraced each other. swaying on the moonlit dance floor as the playlist of slow love songs continued to play. moments like these made you long for these experiences once more but you knew it couldn’t always be like this.

at the end of the day, satoru and you still love each other deeply even if there are still unspoken and unresolved problems that hinder your relationship to ever being what it once was. you still find yourself slipping on the engagement ring satoru presented to you all those years ago before going to bed. and satoru finds himself always, slipping on his wedding band no matter where he goes.

“why didn’t you agree to dance with that other attractive woman? she was into you y’know…”

“cuz i didn’t want to dance with her. i wanted to dance with you dummy. stop trying to be a wingwoman, i only ever want you.”

[shuugumi]

17+ + nsfw

needy boyfriend that can't wait till you get home from work so he takes it upon himself to release his aching cock from the confinements of his shorts. rubbing the lightly colored blushed tip with his padded thumb as he bites his top lip, thinking of the lewdest things; things like, what your reaction could be if you walked in on him pleasuring himself. or thoughts of the cute little bike shorts that ride up your ass cheeks whenever you get up from the couch and even the thoughts of how well your pussy wrapped around his cock squeezing him so perfectly that he's memorized the squeeze pattern and copies it with his hand whenever he jerks himself off.

"mmm baby, so- so good to me." his moans are light and airy, stuttering word after word as he slowly pumps his cock from head to base, as his hand reached the base of his cock he quickly thrusts up into his hand. pleasure too good his eyes found a place behind his head.

creaking the door to your shared bedroom so lightly, catching little glimpse of your boyfriend slowly pumping his length into his chubby fingers. acting so needy like a little puppy just wanting a bit of pleasure. slowly removing your panties just as you throw them towards your boyfriend who'd been too deep in his pleasure. getting startled by the pink lace panties that landed on his stomach he came over them. quickly looking over to the door frame.

"baby~" he cooed, head falling behind onto the headboard as he looked at you with pure bliss. his face slightly reddened as he brought your panties to his cock, sliding it down from one of the leg holes onto his twitching dick.

"baby why didn’t you wait for me?! i’ve been waiting all day to come home and jerk you off!!."

“you can still jerk me off— look he’s ready for you again.”

© 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢 ; do not translate, copy, plagiarize or upload elsewhere!! all content is owned by me unless stated otherwise.

[shuugumi]

maybe i do want this...

satoru and y/N's wedding night ; pt. 1 here

17+, smut, virgin!reader, oral (f!receiving), p in v, unprotected sex,

disclaimer: this was originally posted on @seiueina but since this is my main acc; i am in da process of moving all my gojo content onto this account, ty ₍ᐢ. ̫ .ᐢ₎

The night was magical and surprisingly, it had been everything you could have wished for even if the marriage had been arranged. As the cold brisk air of the night flows in between the fabrics of your multi layered wedding dress, your newly wedded husband and you walked hand in hand away from the Church you both officialize your marriage in. 

“You’re so..beautiful.” Satoru whispers as he helps you get into the backseat of the Gojo Clans chauffeur, you couldn’t help but blush before shooting him a smile. “Thank you handsome..” You whisper softly, but he could still hear you as his response was kissing your forehead as he sits besides you. “To your home?” The driver says, “Yup.” Satoru says before snaking his arm around your puffy waist, his hand finding a spot in the crease of your thigh and hips. 

“What’re you thinking about?” You ask as you look  at him, his poker face showing, until you placed a hand on his jaw and kissing it. “Thinkin’ about you.” He says before placing a kiss on your head and you could feel the growth of his smile. 

“Wanna tell me what you’re thinking about?” You say in a flirtatious manner, rubbing your hand around his thigh, acting innocently. He lowers his head so his lips became inlined with your ear, “How about I show you..when we get home.” He whispers before placing a kiss on your earlobes. 

“Oh yeah?” You say as you can feel his hand exploring more of your lower half, but it felt restrictive due to the multiple layers of your wedding dress. “Can’t wait to take this off..” He husks, playing with the lace layer of the dress and you laugh. 

Not even seconds since you stepped foot into Satoru’s house had he planted his lips onto yours. The passion burning from his lips melting onto yours. You slid your hand up into his hair grabbing at his freshly shaven undercut, softly scratching at the skin as he slips his tongue past the gates of your lips, catching you off guard as he lifts you onto the kitchen island. 

“There- there’s a zipper on the back, take off- easily.” You manage to speak as Satoru started to trail his lips down onto your neck, leaving little bite marks down up until the sweetheart line of your dress. 

“Mmmm.” He mumbles on the softs of your skin, feeling up your arm before he pulls the zipper down inch by inch. 

He managed to get the zipper down half way to where the top part of your dress loosely hanged, exposing the lacy bra you had worn, that was insisted to be worn  by your best friend. 

Satoru stared at your chest, sliding his kisses on the exposed parts of your breasts, kissing up to meet your lips again. “C’mere.” He says breathlessly as he slides his hands under your butt, holding you as he carried you to his your shared bedroom. 

He sat down on the bed, making you straddle him as he zipped the rest of your dress down. You drunkenly kissed him, leaving slobbers around his lips. He propped you up, making you stand and causing the dress to pool around your ankles. 

You stood in front of your husband half naked for the first time. First time even standing in a bra and panties in front of a man. It made you nervous, scared, but the feel of the cold air hitting your bare skin sent shivers down your arms and into the burning core that was covered by your panties. 

Satoru looked up and frowned. “What’s the matter?” He asks after planting a kiss on your stomach, slowly rubbing at your hip bone. “I- I’ve never done this before..” Shyly you spoke, resting your hands on his hard shoulders. “You never had sex before?” He almost laughed in the moment but controlled himself, you blushed hard. The rush of nerves flowing through your body made you nod with need. 

“I want you to enjoy tonight..but what if I’m not experienced enough to satisfy you?” Mumbles escaped your mouth as you start to trace your hands around his shoulders and down his arms, he sighed. 

“You got it all wrong y’know…sex isn’t just where only one person gets satisfied…it’s my job to satisfy you as well…y/N. Having sex is a trial and error…we learn as we go..you don’t have to be perfect at it first time...” Satoru claims before grabbing your hand and intertwining it with his. 

“Learning process?” You ask and he nods, “Sugar, if you’re not ready we don’t have to do it..” He says and it makes you feel sad at his words. It wasn’t like you didn’t want to do it. The wettness that dripped out of you was saying otherwise. You wanted to do it with him but you were hesitant. 

“But I want to..” You spoke, straddling him before cupping his jaw and pulling him into another passionate kiss. Satoru wrapped his large hands around your waist, sliding his fingers down your thighs, slightly grazing over your covered clit. 

He kisses you like, a man starved. Like he wasn't making fun of you or degrading you that no one would want to marry you just a week ago. As he slowly pushes you over so that you now sat on one of his legs, a leg of yours dangled and he snaked one of his hands on your inner thigh then slowly feeling up your puffy pussy. "Sa-ah!" You exclaim and he slowly sunk just the tip of his middle finger in your tight hole, he slowly started to fuck you with his fingers as he kissed down your neck. 

Unconsciously you found yourself undoing your bra, letting your breasts fall free and a second later, Satoru attached his mouth to one of your nipples, sucking at it until he releases the nipple with a 'pop!' sound. "Hu-hurts 'Toru.." Slow cries as he slows down his pace, running his fingers through your clothed lips. "Let's try a different position then.." He says quickly, flipping you over onto your back, laying against the bed spread out as he makes his way down in between your legs. 

He was above you. Pushing your legs open with his palms on your inner thighs as he kneeled down between, sliding low...very low. He grabbed your panties and pulled them aside, "What're you-" 

Ah. Right there. That feeling. A feeling that was so foreign to you. As he parted you with his tongue. You felt like melted butter as he lapped up your juices. He was starving, like he hadn't ate in a week. He had some self-control left in him as he was going slow. He' slowly sank his tongue into your hole giving him a surprise moan and you could feel his grin against you. 

"Toru━sto..p" You pleaded, but he didn't stop. Rather than stopping or keeping his pace he went faster. His face against your folds until he lifted his head, tongue grazing over your dripping pussy. His eyes were foggy, "Yes my love?" His words felt like it vibrated off your cunt and you covered your eyes with your arm, "Maybe, we should change positions?" You spoke, "You don't like this?" He frowned, massaging your inner thighs. 

"I-I like it...but shouldn't we be doing other things? Like shouldn't I be doing this to you?" You ask and he responds by placing the flat of his tongue against your clit, pressing down just enough to make you clench and exhale in a instant. The tip of his tongue circling your clit caused your hand to be sent from covering your eyes to covering your mouth, biting the fleshy part of your palm. 

"Satoru!" You screamed as he unannounced slid his finger into your once empty hole, his empty hand palming over his tailored dress pants covering his raging hard on. "Fuckk.." He muttered into your burning core. 

Your spine now shaping into a perfect arch as the back of your head slid against the pillow as the uncomfortable feel of his digits became pleasurable and you melted even more into the feeling of this new found pleasure. "y/N, you can't come yet." He says as his lips brush against your folds as his tongue lapped away at your clit, never once forgetting about the pleasure your clit wanted. 

Squeezing your eyes shut, there was this liquid of burning heat blossoming in your tummy that would soon take full control over you. Your fingers now finding a grip on Satoru's hair, grasping for an anchor. 

"Ca-can't hol' an- longer!" Your voice shaky as he slips another one of his digits into your expanding cunt, "Don't. Give me three more minutes Baby." He commanded as his lips latched onto the one spot that was most desirable. 

Yes. Right. There. You're eyes rolled to the back of your head as your legs start to tremble with the amount of pleasure that was desperate to be released. "Can't!!" You cry out and he only goes faster, "Focus, you can do it." 

You could have done it. But with his breathless voice, it ruined everything. Hints of an order with his low and raspy voice cause the pleasure to break over you like a wave crashing onto the shore. You became someone else as slutty moans escaped your lips as you released all over his face. 

Even with this graphic scene, he still continued to lap over you as you came down from your high, his tongue still as work until he pulled away for one last time, "Wanna- go down on you forever." 

You fisted the pillow that laid next to you as he found his place back onto your sopping cunt, "Toru!" You cry again as you shove his face away from you, and once you sat up you saw where his other hand had been the entire time, palming his urging cock. 

Heat flooded within you once more and it left you open mouthed as he groaned something that was not coherent to anyone of hearing, he got up from his position, unzipping his pants and  letting his hard and aching cock free from the restriction of his tailored dress pants. He slowly fisted at it as you brought the confidence to try and hold it, that was until he swatted your hand away, "Next time you can try." He says before pushing you down back onto the bed and aggressively grabbing your thighs and pulling you close so that now your pussy and his cock was aligned. 

He spanked your pussy, catching you off guard as he brought himself down into the nook of your neck, "Can I fuck you?" He whispers into your ear before kissing your neck and up to your lips. You groaned as you slowly brushed your lower half against his, the friction making you ache for more. "Please? Can I fuck you?" His breath against your ear until you spoke, a simple "Yes." caused him to immediately reach for his cock, closing his fist around it, squeezing the tip as a milky substance leaked from the tip.

Your mind saying a bunch of things as you took into the view of his big dick. You didn't think they could have been that big...it caught you unexpectedly even more as you could feel the fastening of his heartbeat as he aligned himself to you, nudging the head against your opening.

You were quiet in the beginning,  still not loose enough for him to easily slide in, your eyebrows furrowed as he slowly slid more of himself into you. Your arm snaked around his neck, muffling your moans. But eventually, the pain subsided and you were now a moaning mess. 

Your mind grew hazy as all you could think about was your husband taking your virginity, as you held him tighter as he piston into you slow but surely, Satoru knew you liked it. It took him a moment to speed up, making sure that you were okay in the process, and your reaction was something he wasn’t expecting. 

Loud cries muffled in his neck as he thrusted more roughly. Your legs wrapped tightly around his waist, keeping him deep. Your breath hitched as your walls tightened around him, the two exchanging loud moans. 

“Fu-ck, you’re gonna make m’mm gonna cum.” Satoru babbled as he kissed you on the lips, he tapped your legs to get you to unwrap your legs but you were too entranced by this pleasure given from his dick. “Baby- gotta. Gotta let go.” He says, still keeping his pace as he tries to get up to pull out. 

“C-cum in me. Please?” You cry out into his ear, the pleasure becoming unbearable as pockets of tear drops form at the corners of your eyes. His icy blue eyes bore into yours as he cupped your face before he roughly pounded into you. 

“Ah~ Satoru, g’nna cum!!” You moan out in slurs as you feel your thighs tremble, he places soft kisses on your neck as his breath fastens. “Come for me princess, m’bout too cum too~” His voice cracked as he desperately chased yours and his release. 

One more pump and it came all undone for the two of you. Satoru’s cock twitching in you as he released his warm cum inside you. Your walls tightened as you could feel the creamy liquid paint your walls white and it took a second before he caught his breath and you untangled your legs from around his waist as he slowly pulled himself out of you. 

Admiring your flushed, fucked out face. He smiled as he viewed the view down below. The mixture of his and your cum spewing out from your puffy and sensitive pussy made him go insane. The slow flow of his cum slowly dripping out of your hole made him unconsciously fist his cock. 

Satoru dropped himself next to you on the bed, turning on his side so he can face you. Putting a strand of hair behind your ear as you shame filled your face, you look at him. “There’s no need to be shy baby..” He says, placing a kiss on your arm. 

“I-I can’t think!” Your voice shaking, throat dry as you haven’t swallowed your spit ever since he started fucking you. “It happens.” Satoru joked as he lifted you up to be laying against his chest. 

“What- what does it feel like when you’re…coming?” You ask randomly, playing with his hair as you felt a drip fall from your cunt. “How does it feel like when I come inside you..huh?” He repeats the question and you nod. "Well..it's kinda like a sneeze..a really. Good sneeze.." He continued as you played with his ruffled hair, absorbing his voice through your eardrums. "-It just feels really good.." He chuckled as he twirled a strand of hair on his long fingers before kissing your forehead. 

"Did-did you enjoy it?" Satoru asked and you hummed, resting your head against his chest, hearing every heartbeat a second. "I wanna do it again...how often can we do it?" You ask, drawing little drawings with your hands on his chest. "However much you want sugar...we can literally do it anywhere." 

"Anywhere?" You whispered as naughty thoughts appeared in the once clean and innocent mind of yours, and your pussy clenched as you thought about things that you could do and experience with your husband, you couldn't help but smile and awaits what this marriage holds.  

© 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢 ; do not translate, copy, plagiarize or upload elsewhere!! all content is owned by me unless stated otherwise.

(this fic was my first time ever writing smut so if it sounds familiar to cough cough love hypothesis; that is why)

[shuugumi]

can u IMAGINE how it would be to fuck shidou ryusei!?!

though he tries to hide it mf would be whimpering so so sooooo much, pounding away at your already brusing up ass. gripping your hair and probably saying the dumbest shit once he’s abt to cum.

shit like, “ah fuck- baby, dopamine— it’s comming, g’nna-g’nna cum in that tight pussy. gon’ fuck you till the dopamine runs out—ah fuckkk~.”

he doesn’t take sex that seriously like i don’t think (now this is self indulgence but) i think he would fuck you JUST to get himself and you off. like there is no romantic intimacy, it’s just him or you rough fucking each other so that you can both cum and be out of breath.

he is zaddy energy!!

i think his favorite position would he mating press because he likes being close to you but also fucking so so sooo deep into you, hitting all the right places but the main reason is he gets to see your face contourt in different expressions all in 4k action, showing him how good he’s fucking you

rough angry sex with him after he looses a match against itoshi rin; lordy lord you’ll have yourself for a big time once he comes home. immediately pouncing on you once he walks through the front door. your under garments are thrown some where in the living room and he roughly grabs one of your legs, puts it on his shoulders and slowly fucks his cock into you. kissing your ankles as his free hand grabs your chin, swipping away the escaped drool with his thumb.

shidou is the type that once he’s done fucking you like a feral animal, he’ll log into crash royale and you’d hear the opening tone and smack his head as his cum still drips out of your stretched out hole. he says “one game baby.” and you roll your eyes at him, pouting over him. the eyes of ones always gets him to change his mind; your eyes are his kyrptonite and he can’t help but be in a trance by you.

his after care would be somewhat sweet, but with him still be egotistical and asking you if he performed better than the last time the two of you had sex, “i don’t think you can improve that much over the course of 12 hours ryu…”

either way, the aftercare would be more romantically intimate than the sex. deep down; you love having sex with him because you’re rewarded with that princess treatment once he’s done with fucking your brains out.

© harueina

to whoever is reading this; i wrote this in less than 5 minutes just straight up free writing lololllolol; i’ll have a proper fic going up soon

[shuugumi]

૮ – ﻌ–ა "stay the night with me...please"

insomniac + established relationship + reader telling a story like a journal entree + 812wc + gender neutral reader + sfw

my eyes were heavy, and my body ached from the exhaustion of yet, another sleepless night. minutes and hours passed as i lay on my firm but soft mattress. staring off into the ceiling. i've already taken my medication at the time slot on the directions, but i still haven't found any respite for my insomnia. 

my mind felt it felt like an endless dance. weaving thoughts and worries intertwined with each other refused my body to slip into the realm of dreams. i always felt. frustrated as i longed for the simple pleasure of my eyes closing and drifting into slumber. 

i longed for it for so long and i think i've finally earned the privilege of having a comfortable night of a toss-less night. it all ended when i met him. 

even though he was, childish, playful, and unserious at most times. he had become my beacon of calmness and serenity. his presence had an inexplicable effect on my restless soul. the man named, gojo satoru. my significant other. 

i never wanted anyone to know about my insomnia and that i couldn't fall asleep. i thought it was childish that i couldn't. and i had always told myself that, the purple and deep bags that rested under my eyes were disgusting...so i would cover my eyebags with makeup to perfection that no one could question if i had a restless night. 

i never told satoru about my sleepless nights until one night he came to my apartment unexpectedly. 

he showed up, dressed in pajama pants and a white cotton t-shirt, i think it was around 2 am when he knocked, and when i answered his face was expressed. almost shocked that i answered the door so quickly when he knocked. 

that was, also the first time he ever saw me without makeup. and to my surprise, he didn't think of my eyebags as disgusting. he was, worried about if i had gotten enough sleep recently. which i had to laugh because recently, i've only ever been getting enough sleep. 

that night, i gradually opened up to satoru about my sleep issues and how i would go days without any sleep. for once, someone listened with empathy. and he understood how much it took out of me. 

he gave me a light smile before rubbing my shoulders and reassuring me that, i am now not the only one fighting my insomnia. that he was going to be there every night, and told me that we will face my insomnia together. 

that night, we both crawled into my bed. as he engulfed me in his arms, lightly l would he place spread-out kisses on the back of my head.

the comfort and warmth of both of our bodies embraced each other created an atmosphere of trust and affection. 

the feeling of what i felt that night was my anxiety and torments finally melted away in that moment.

the feeling i felt as i felt satoru's heartbeat along with his snores that vibrated off my head, was pure bliss. for once my feeling wasn't the burden of insomnia but instead; it was the soothing weight of comfort, love, and vulnerability. 

i felt my eyelids start to close on their own as i continued to listen to satoru's heartbeat and his snores. as my eyes closed and i snuggled closer into satoru's chest, i heard him whisper, "it's okay, my love. i plan to always be here with you. we'll face the night together, forever." 

i drifted to sleep that night with a smile on my face along with satoru sleeping next to me, an inexplicable sense of security filled my bedroom, and i've never felt so safe and loved before. even if it were little actions that happened that night, i knew i'd want to spend the rest of my nights wrapped in his arms. 

even when i was finally, for the first time able to enter the dream-like state, i still felt satoru's warmth. 

the next morning, when i awoke to the view of satoru peacefully sleeping on my stomach i realized something important. i realized that, sometimes the best sleep remedy isn't a pill or therapy; it's the warmth of a loving heart beside you. the warmth of a loving heart reduced my feelings of stress, anxiety, and loneliness. as the loving heart of physical closeness and emotional connection created between satoru and i, shared a sense of harmony, easing my mind and giving me that restful sleep i've longed for, for so long. 

they say, scientifically, the feeling of safety and connection triggers the release of oxytocin, often referred to as the "love hormone" or "bonding hormone." the hormone that promotes feelings of relaxation, trust, and overall well-being. can have a positive impact on sleep and i couldn't have agree more to that. 

i love satoru. i love him for giving me that sense of security, love, and togetherness. 

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