#and i also stare at pics of gojo's glossy lips

[arminsumi]

not a request but i wanna see more megumi content. i fr love that lil emo boy 🥹

ALSO IM PLANNING ON WATCHING MORE JJK NEXT WEEK!!

yes!! 🙏 hopefully my dumpy brain will write more megumi.

and enjoyyy! i remember it took me a while to get into jjk lol i just didn't like it for a long time. i'm very picky about shows i watch. so i knew abt it for a year, upturned my nose at it and all and then january this year i just binged it twice while knitting 👍

[honouredsatoru]

JJK Men Showing Up at Your Doorstep

pic cr. AnimeZerori on twitter

warnings : not-so-subtle implications of sex, praise kink, unedited.

author's note : I'm too lazy to proofread this. I also genuinely don't know how the nsfw elements managed to make its way into this. It was supposed to be fluff + crack aha.

genre : fluff + crack + nsfw

Saturday, 9:04pm.

You're watching your favourite movie series, The Conjuring when the sound of your doorbell ringing caught your attention. A nerve striking shiver ran down your spine as you slowly made your way to the door. You looked through the peephole and there they are. 6 men, standing right in front of your doorstep. Your hand started to shake the moment you heard Gojo's voice flowed through the layers of your mahogany red door ;

"Open up baby. We ain't gonna jump on you"

You mustered up the remaining drip of courage your poor soul owns, gulping down your saliva for you must face the destiny you were born to go through. You opened up the door and before you even knew it.

It's 10:48pm.

Your house is now loud as it's filled with laughter, occasional ecstatic screaming with the boys getting into an arm wrestling matches, Toji and Sukuna breaking a vase or two because they lost to Gojo, you sighed because you know that you got to buy a new vase, you've always been a sucker for pottery, Nanami sitting in the dining room, flipping through the pages of your thesis regarding ancient civilizations, not paying a single attention to the other men, ignoring Gojo's occasional

"Yoo~ hoo~ Nanami baby~"

Geto and Choso snickering at one another while playing table football, sipping on a shared can of Coke Zero. And you? You're just smiling at your view, slowly shaking your head before noticing your boyfriend's azure blue eyes staring into your soul with that soft yet cocky smile decorating his face.

It's 12:21am.

Things got calmer as they sat down in your living room, munching on snacks, with Gojo's arm around you, keeping you close to him, every so often wincing because of the scary scenes, Sukuna laughing at Gojo for being scared before returning his attention to the movie, Geto and Nanami silently discussing the movie's plot holes, Toji slowly drifting to sleep only to be annoyed by Choso grabbing the hem of his shirt.

It's 2:56am.

What time is it? Where is everyone? Oh right, they went back home. You wondered in that head of yours, trying to collect your train of thoughts only for it to be shattered every time by his sensual touches to your overly stimulated body. You're whimpering, hand weakly covering your dainty mouth to prevent your sweet, salacious moans from escaping. Gojo chuckles at the steaming hot sight underneath his body, leaned down, planting a soft kiss on your forehead, tip of your nose, eyelids, cheeks, and lastly removing your hand, pinning it above your head, locking your lips with kisses that are a mixture of love, lust and passion. Sweat covering your body as Gojo's herculean member thrusting in and out of your puffy, cherry red cunt, your arousal coating his dick, a tuft of white hair and your inner thighs stained and glistened by the moon's frail light penetrating your bedroom.

"You really are enjoying this, huh? Look at you baby, so pretty, so fucking needy for me. I love you. I love how you are all mine, my dear darling."

You can only nod at him, presenting him that sweet, fucked out smile with the tip of your tongue out, panting as your eyes turned glossy, back arched, toes curled, occasional kitten-like squeals coming out of you. Oh, how his heart squeezed and oozed with love at this sight.

"Poor baby, she can't say a thing for her mind's too dazed under my love trance. Ah- fuck doll, you're trying to milk me, huh?"

It's 5:51am.

Your body is aching, your eyes slowly opening. You felt his body next to yours, lightly snoring with his luscious locks on the side as gravity pinned it down. You emitted a soft groan, your back and thighs giving you a tad feeling of discomfort but you don't mind, you liked it. No. You loved it. You found yourself being swept away by another wave of drowsiness, beckoning you to another session of peaceful slumber, your body gladly accepting it, especially when you are in the arms of the strongest one.

© 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙗𝙮 𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙪

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