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im having suguru brain rot

didn’t edit this so idk.

suguru walks in the kitchen where you’re popping grapes in your mouth scrolling on your phone.

“yo.” he says as he slides in front of you opening the fridge.

his hair is all messy and his wife beater was cropped showing his v-line and happy trail, your eyes subconsciously sliding all around his body.

the slam of the fridge startling you, you snap out of it.

“suguru whats your major again?” you blurt out. the truth was, you needed him. you didn’t care what conversation was needed you just wanted to hear that—

“psychology.” he deadpans, sliding past you again walking towards the pantry. your eyes follow his tall figure, his back muscles pushing out the shirt, and the wall those black sweats fit around his small waist.

sexy voice. sexy mind. sexy body. sexy major.

you could never really catch a glimpse of his face since both of you have two different schedules, when both of you were home he would stay cooped up in his room.

that didn’t bother you much since it did make you a little uneasy to have a male roommate in the first place, you hated to admit it but you were shallow, that man was fine.

so him being a guy living with you wasn’t a bother.

you slipped another grape into your mouth thinking to yourself, what’s something else you could ask him or talk about, this was your only chance, he rarely spoke to you.

“breaks coming up, are you going back home?” you ask, your voice cracking.

you mentally curse yourself, that wasn’t a good one but you gotta do what you gotta do.

he turns his head looking at you, his dark eyes looking you straight in the eye and his eyebrow and lip piercing shining from the light.

damn he’s fine.

he turns his head back to the pantry then closes it, he wasn’t feeling any of the good options today, maybe he could…

he folds his arms against himself leaning his butt against the counter near the pantry.

“unfortunately no, i have way too much to do here and i don’t live close so.” he says, playing with the piercing on his lip.

your eyes light up, this was fate, it had to be. you would make it your life goal to make sure you guys talk everyday.

“awe bummer, i’m not going home either, i don’t feel like flying.” you say tucking your hand in the waistband of your pants trying to warm it up.

suguru scans your figure and looks back at your face, his dick jumping.

“maybe we could hang out.” he says leaning off the counter.

your eyes almost fall off hearing this, this was all working in YOUR favor. oh universe what did i do to deserve such kindness you think to yourself.

a grin forming on your lips but you quickly wipe it off, “yeah i would love that.”

he smiles, his smiley piercing shining. god please.

“good, i’m a little hungry can you do something for me?” he asks leaning on his side only a few inches away from you.

your ears start ringing with anticipation, were you a genius or were you a genius. he’s going to ask you on a date, this was your time.

“can you lay across that table, i want to eat.” your jaw drops and the grape that was in the hand drops.

what?

“sorry, huh?”

he’s smirking and his hands drop down walking towards you, almost nothing helping the distance.

“sorry if that came off too blunt, it’s just… you look good and im starving here.”

your throat is closing by the second, your pupils forming in the shape of a heart, if he was saying what you thought he was then…

“fuck!!” you yelp out. suguru grabs your hand placing it on top of his head, telling you to grab.

he tongue swirling all around you, spit mixed with your liquids dripping off his chin.

his eyes glued to your pussy, his hands gripped around you.

his tongue piercing gliding over your clit every second, your body shivers from the cold touch every-time.

your hands sliding and grabbing his hair, where did he learn this oh my—

“god! right there!”

his eyes are rolling as his hands grip your thighs with force, his nails digging into you.

saliva was foaming inside your mouth, dripping off the side. the knot deep inside your stomach was tightening, and you felt like you were dying.

his tongue sliding from deep inside you to sucking your clit, the pattern and rhythm stopping your climax.

you tug on his hair, “keep sucking.” his eyes shoot up to you, smirking. he takes one of his hands off your thigh, sliding it under him and right into your pussy.

your breath hitches and a sharp feeling explodes in your stomach, back arching, your liquids leaking.

you flop back on the table, your head spinning.

suguru gets up licking his lips. “i’ll be back tonight, maybe we can do this again.”

your head shoots up and the heart shapes still in your eyes and the ringing in your ear was still there.

“yeah yeah for sure.” you say wiping off the drool.

he smiles at you and walks back to his room, you slide off the table clearing your throat.

for sure…

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who y’all think eat pussy the best in the jjk universe… mmm i think suguru got it.

not edited so idk.

your legs fly in the air as the stimulation tips over the melting pot you had boiling in your stomach. his hands sliding back and forth up the side of your thighs, the air from his nose sitting your clit every time he pulls up.

your breath hitched as his index and ring finger slipped inside you. his fingers curving up trying to find your sweet spot, your moans slip out of you as your arm hits the pillows beside you.

you couldn’t control how your body reacted, his soft tongue licking all around the surface of your wet pussy, your body jerking. your hand sliding down to his long hair tugging on it.

he groans into you from your aggressive actions sending you off a cliff. your body body jerks again but more aggressively, legs spreading more trying to get that extra push.

he repeatedly taps your sweet spot as you leak all over him, dripping down his forearm. his eyes glide from your dripping core to your stomach, right to your beautiful face, smirking.

“again?” he asks, his voice oozing like sweetness, you look down at him as your chest rising and falling at a rapid speed.

“suguru…”

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˗ˏˋ✩ˎˊ˗ bad teachers

writing with no end goal is so fun, but there’s more grammar mistakes that come with that… sigh. i got this idea from a tiktoker @/sarajamss lol

“mkayyy, fushiguro and nobara.”

your face scrunches up snatching the pen from satoru, “absolutely not.”

you draw two names and suguru leans over satoru shoulders reading it, “wow that’s new.”

satoru turns around squinting his face and coking his eyebrow, “what? where’ve you been? maki and yuta definitely flirt with each other.”

you snort writing another name but suguru snatches the pen from your hand, “no, two names at a time.”

he walks over scribbling some names on the paper as the two of you watch intently.

for the last week during breaks, the three of you would cramp inside a classroom locking the door, and write names of the students who you guys think will get together or are already together.

you must admit, unethical but god was it fun. it was a teeny tiny fun secret between the three… well four of you including shoko but she wasn’t there.

“fushiguro and nobara?!” satoru yells out snatching the pen from suguru, you tilt your head looking at the sheet of paper.

“man, are you even trying?” satoru says as he writes down two names in all capital letters.

you and suguru both read it out in unison, “nobara and itadori.” you sigh slumping your shoulders snatching the pen from him.

“you’re the one not trying, nobara said it herself she doesn’t like him.” you start drawing branches connecting the names from earlier.

satoru scoffs adjusting his blindfold, “listen, people call me the love master.”

suguru scrunches his face leaning on the desk in front of him, “no… one calls you that.”

satoru looks down at the paper then at suguru stuffing his hands in his pocket, “i work with the kids, how’re you going to tell me?”

suguru chuckles looking at you draw the branches, “you’re not good at that man, just leave it alone.”

satoru’s eyes widen and his jaw drops, but quickly picks back up when there’s a rattling at the door.

“shit!” you whisper shout as suguru and satoru scrabble helping you, tucking the supplies away and hiding the paper.

yaga walked in with a binder under his arm and a stack of papers in his hand. his smile dropped down to a frown as he looked at the three of you.

“what’s going on here?”

your mouth opens like you want to say something but nothing comes out, satoru puts his hand on his hip smiling.

“heyyyy mr.” yagas face scrunches up and slams the papers on the desk.

“tell me what’s going on now.” suguru clears his throat scratching the back of his neck.

“quite frankly… um it’s none of your business.”

you suck your breath in winching at the words that came out his mouth.

“none of my business?!!” yaga shouts, you quickly fold the paper behind your back slipping it in your back pocket.

“that’s… uh.” nothing comes out of suguru’s mouth and both you a satoru stare at one another.

“tell me what’s happening right now!” he shouts. you slip your hand in your front pocket and sigh.

“satoru made a list of student names who would date.” satoru’s eyes widen and his jaw drops, yaga does the same and the binder slips from under his arm.

“he what?!” he shouts looking at satoru. you and suguru both walk out the classroom waving satoru off.

“wait! wait!”

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₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ i’m doing a lot of suguru, damn. i’m on a roll today mate.

“no!! don’t cut that short!” you scream out gripping his hands for dear life.

your friends were out of town, your mom was too far away, and you were desperate, so you asked your boyfriend for help.

“y/n stop, let go and just let me do it.”

your mouth is dry and you have a pounding headache, suguru never helped you with your hair and you thought this would be fun and cute since he was the only one available to help.

it was nothing of the sorts.

“just cut down there.” you say leaning back into his lap.

suguru scrunches his face up shaking his head, you were out of your damn mind.

“absolutely not, there’s no point in cutting it if we’re doing it down there.”

you knew damn well.

you sigh and drag your finger up your braid for him to cut, he nods cutting it and doing the same with the other ones.

he begins to take down one braid and you’re on your phone scrolling, he tilts his head down to where you’re cheek to cheek.

“uhhh?? help. i’m tired.” you groan tossing your phone to the side throwing your head back.

“then why’d you agree to help?” suguru pulls the hair out putting it in the bag on the floor, and combing that piece of hair out.

“i said help not do it all. i just came back from work.” he says sighing. he was right, even when he was tired he still helped you with anything you needed.

he was a giver, you didn’t want to take all the time.

“i love you.” you say grabbing a braid and the rat tail comb beside you.

his hands drop on your shoulders and takes a hand holding your jaw up kissing you from above.

“i’ll do anything for you, you know that.”