#gojo spice

[straows]

Are you cheating on me?

Request ✔️ @sejel

—In which, Jjk men have dupes of your lip-gloss in case you need it, but you didn't know 'til you found it.

Gojo, Nanami, Sukuna

A/n: I hope this is what you were looking for, as I got to writing I kinda forgot what the prompt rlly was... hope you enjoy though!

Groaning, you looked through your makeup bag to try and find your favorite lipgloss. You’d swear you’d bought a spare, but you cant find it. It had your brows furrowing and a your lips to pull into an angry pout.

Slipping off your heels, you marched right into the kitchen, practically turning the place upside down.

“Where the fuck is it?!” You mumbled, stressing because you’d told him you’d be ready to leave for your date by the next four minutes.

Going back into your bedroom, you looked through his bedside dresser. Only to pause when you noticed a tube of lipgloss. The same brand as yours, just one shade off.

You stared at that tube for a lot longer than four minutes. Hell you stared at it so long that your eyes got dry and you were almost squinting.

Because why the fuck, did he have this lip-gloss?

Your knuckles closed around it so tight they turned white. The possibility that he was cheating on you had your blood running hot. But you had to calm down. It could be a misunderstanding. Right? Right?

Walking into the kitchen, barefoot, no lipgloss, you leaned against the counter top, voice all sweet and doting like it usually was, except for the drips of venom that clouded your tone. “Baby, can I ask you a question real quick?”

Gojo Satoru;

Turning away from the sugar cookies he was gulping down, Gojo wiped his mouth and nodded with a smile. “Of course sweets, you’re lookin’ good. No gloss today?”

He looked your figure over appreciatively, oblivious to the grave mistakes he’d made.

“Well, I just wanted to ask you,” A sardonic smile on your lips, you put the gloss on the counter top, that smile dropping with a glare, “what the fuck is this doing in your drawer?”

“Huh?” Gojo just looked at you stupidly. So confused as to why his woman was getting angry over a tube of gloss he’d bought for her in case she needed it, but also absolutely turned on with how your talking to him.

“This isn’t even my shade, so don’t you play stupid with me, Gojo.” Your nose wrinkled slightly as your lip curled in anger. “Who’s is this? Was she in our house? Why the fuck is she using the same brand as me?”

Gojo felt a shiver go down his spine at how you said his name, and quickly he moved forward to do damage control. “What do you mean wrong shade? Baby that’s your shade. I’d bought it for you in case the one you had ran out.”

You paused, before quickly pulling out your phone to look at your shared bank account, and surely enough there was the charge from Ulta for the gloss.

“Oh.”

“Did you think I was cheating on you? Really baby?” Gojo would be upset, if he didn’t love how embarrassed you were. Taking slow but big steps towards you, his hands found your hips and pulled you in close. “How could you think id cheat on you?”

“I- well- it just- it’s not my shade and it’s in your drawer and I just- I’m so sorry, Toru.” Groaning, your head dropped to his chest, hands resting on his forearm.

“It’s alright… but I think you should make it up to me.” Gojo grinned against your cheek, pressing a few kisses here and there before biting down teasingly under your jaw.

“…but the date—“

“Fuck the date, I gotta remind you how much I love you.” Picking you up easily by the underside of your thighs, Gojo easily carried you back to your shared bedroom.

The tube of lip-gloss left on the counter alone.

Nanami Kento;

“Yes honey?” Kento didn’t turn to look at you, and was looking the reflection of the microwave. He’d been struggling with his tie for the past five minutes, and usually he had it down pat but today was not his day. “Can you help me with this real quick, I seem to be struggling for whatever reason today.”

Feeling your resolve crack, you just cleared your throat. “Kento.”

Pausing, he finally turned around only to find your very serious expression. One that was hardly ever sees you with. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

“Why was this lipgloss in your drawer?” You had to keep your voice stern because the way he was looking at you like you were crazy almost made you want to crumble and laugh.

“You don’t remember?” Kento walked up to the counter, and picked up the gloss, “you’d asked a few weeks ago if I had any idea where your gloss went, and I didn’t, so I went and ordered you one. I apologize if this isn’t the right shade, but it’s the one I ordered for you.”

Your mouth was left opened for a moment before you closed it and nodded. “I knew that, I was just um… testing you.” Cheeks red in embarrassment, you quickly grabbed the gloss and tried to walk away, however a hand on your wrist had you turning around and landing into Kento’s chest.

“Did you think I was cheating on you?” Kento’s voice was low and quiet, his eyes locked with yours as he held you.

“…no…” Looking away, a pout on your lips.

“Honey,” Kento gently tilted your head back towards him, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips, “I have absolutely no time to juggle you and another woman. You simply take up all space in my mind.”

You smiled sweetly up at him, before tilting your head, “did you just call me fat?”

“Huh?”

“I’m kidding. I love you, thank you. ‘M sorry for jumping to conclusions.” Getting on your tip toes, you pressed a kiss to his cheek before helping him with his tie.

Sukuna Ryomen;

Sukuna just stared at you, brows furrowed as he looked you over. First, appreciating your appearance, secondly, confused on what the fuck you’re talking about.

“Why are you showing me some tube?” Crossing his arms, his arms flexing as he did.

“Why was this lipgloss in your drawer?” You huffed, brows furrowed and voice demanding.

“Woman, you have the memory of the peanut.” Sukuna groaned, rubbing a hand over his face.

“So you are cheating!” You pointed, eyes wide as if you’d been suspecting it for days it’s been 8 minutes.

“Cheating on you? I’ve killed all the concubines. All of the servants are over the age of 45, and you are constantly near me.” Sukuna leaned against the counter, his face inches from yours. “Are you sure in this accusation or do you just want to punished?”

Blinking once, twice, thrice, you paused. “Hey I never said that—“

“Too late.” Wrapping an arm around you, Sukuna easily lifted you by your hips. Holding you like a dog that just caught trying to run off.

“No! Wait— I’m still sore!” Whining, you try to bite at his arms but he just grins.

“You know I like it when you bite, you must be eager. Not to worry woman, I will satiate you.” That shit eating grin on his mouth and his stomach mouth.

“Can I at least ride you?”

“No.”

“PLEASSEEEEE”

“Keep talking, it will only elongate the inevitable.”

[ponderingmoonlight]

Slow kissing turning into aggressively making out with JJK men

Pairing: Gojo x fem!reader; Sukuna x fem!reader; Toji x fem!reader

Word Count: 3,5k

Warnings: no sexual content but it's getting heated y'all, not proofread because I wrote that in my break lol

Notes: no one asked for this but I delivered it anyway hehe

Gojo Satoru

It’s hard to keep your mind focused when it’s him who’s sitting next to you. Him, with the cheekiest mouth you’ve ever witnessed. Him, who always picks on you whenever he gets the chance. Him, who makes it all too clear for everyone around him that he’s the strongest.

Because that’s who Satoru Gojo is. Unlike you, an average jujutsu sorcerer who just happened to slide into the same year as him.

“Satoru, stop teasing her”, Suguru mumbles to his right, gazer flickering over your obvious uncomfortable face.

If there’s one thing you hate, it’s attention. Especially attention coming from someone who always bathes in the looks of others, who has no problem with standing in the spotlight constantly.

“I’m not teasing (y/n). I was just telling her that she looks great today. Is a man not allowed to voice his opinion around here?”, Satoru replies while pulling you in his arm and stroking your hair a little too harsh.

And despite the stinging fact that you are nothing compared against him, you can’t help but get excited when he enters the room, you can’t stop your heart from almost beating out of your chest when he touches you. Oh, it makes no sense that you fell for him. Especially you out of all girls around jujutsu high. How dumb to even dream of him liking you back someday when he’s surrounded by charismatic and jaw-dropping gorgeous women each and every day.

 “(y/n) doesn’t look comfortable at all, though”, Suguru comments dryly.

Your cheeks redden instantly when both their gazes hit you with full force, eyeing you up and down until you see stars. It really shouldn’t make you this nervous to be around both of them. Why is it so damn hard for you to be the center of attention for a brief second?

“Get going Suguru, I have a mission for you. What are you doing there with (y/n)? I told you over and over again to leave that poor girl alone, dumbass.”

May the ground swallow you whole. Why is your teacher suddenly appearing as well? And most importantly: If he takes Suguru with him, does that mean…?

“I-I…should get going as well!”, you stutter while jumping up so urgently that a wave of nausea hits you.

Maybe it’s nothing but coincidence but somehow, you managed to never be alone with Satoru in a room. He must be weirded out by you already, there is absolutely no reason to risk him getting freaked out by your strange behavior around others.

“Why in such a hurry, (y/n)? Only Suguru has to go on a mission. Both of us are free today”, Satoru purrs next to you.

When his hand grabs yours and pulls you back down into your seat, there is no chance to escape. You stare blankly at your feet, sweaty palms now digging into your thighs. Without Suguru, you’re on your own. No distraction, no possibility to escape his stinging gaze and attention.

You should be excited about finally getting some time alone with your crush. After all, you laid your eyes on him even before joining jujutsu high. Being the daughter of a wealthy and usual mighty jujutsu sorcerer family meant always staying in contact with the family who inherited the honored one. When you were little, you enjoyed Satoru’s company because he never asked too much questions about you and always seemed unbothered by the stinging fact that you are weak. And surprisingly, his interest in you never wavered until this day.

You, on the other hand…

“You look like you’re sharing the room with a special grade curse. It’s just me, your best friend, the one and only Gojo Satoru! Why so nervous, (y/n)?”

Since you started to develop feelings for him like the dumbass you are, everything changed. Just the sheer thought of sharing a room with him alone sends shivers down your spine, feeling his gaze sticking onto you forces you to get all nervous and to act like an idiot.

You really are one hopeless loser.

“Actually, I’ve been waiting quite some time to finally catch you alone again. It seems like you’re avoiding that like the plague.”

Because you do. Being alone with him means risking that you’ll act all weird and maybe freaking him out forever. Even though you’ll never be with him, you don’t want to lose the connection you have with Satoru. No, you’d rather love him from afar than risking it all.

“Really?”, you mumble while staring blanky at your sweaty hands.

“We’ve been friends for so long.”

He slides closer, forces your heart to skip a beat.

“Right.”

“But two or three years ago, you started avoiding me and I wondered why.”

You swallow hard, eyes widen in sheer horror. “Right.”

“Until I realized.”

Your eyes drift towards his, meet the bright blue ocean of his uncovered orbs. Did he find out? No way, you always made sure to never let anyone know, to keep your feelings to yourself. How would he even get the idea that-

“You love me, right?”

Time stands still, you don’t dare to move a single inch. He knows. Gojo Satoru knows. But how? When? You are physically unable to ask him any of those questions. Instead, you sit next to him like his prey in desperate hope that he’ll lose interest in you if you don’t move.

“You love me, right?”

His piercing look almost kills you from the inside. No, you can’t escape him. There is no way you’ll get out of this room without answering him.

“Right”, you whimper.

“Oh thank god.”

You don’t have any time to react. Before you even realize what happens, he pulls you in and kisses you. Slowly, tenderly, soft and sweet.

Satoru Gojo.

He…kisses you?

For a second, you forget how to exist. This has to be a dream you never dared to allow, so far away from reality that you’d shake your head over the sheer thought. But the way he wraps his arm around your waist and places his hand in your nape is oh too real.

No, this isn’t a dream. Satoru is kissing you at this very moment.

“I had my eyes on you for what feels like forever. But when you stopped meeting me alone and avoiding me, I thought that I might have done something to upset you until I realized that you actually feel the same way”, he mumbles against your lips.

You can’t answer. Instead, you allow your shaky hands to rest against his broad chest. Oh, he feels just as good as you secretly imagined, his intoxicating smell tingling in your nose and making your senses go crazy.

Your lips start moving cautiously against his. In your whole life, you were never kissed, there was never a boy besides Satoru who caught your interest. And now it’s him. It’s really him who moves in synch with you, who places soft kisses against your desperate lips.

So desperate. You grab the fabric of the uniform tighter, make sure that he doesn’t escape. When you get used to the feeling of this sensation, your mouth starts moving faster on its own. You close your eyes, give in to the feeling that starts growing louder and louder inside your burning chest. All those years, you refused to even think about him. All those years, you buried your feelings six feet under. But now everything comes back to the surface. Now it seems like the control over your mind and body slips out of your fingers in the most delicate way.

Out of instinct, you grab his neck and pull him even closer. Your mouths collapse with each other over and over again, so heated that you fail to breathe. You slide onto his lap, allow your tongue to intertwine with his. Oh, you never expected this to feel so good, you never knew you were capable of feeling such a sensation.

When Satoru whimpers inside your mouth, you threaten to lose yourself completely. His hands roam around your body without an aim while you hold onto his strong arms for dear life. Unforgivingly, without any mercy, your lips crash into each other until you see stars.

“Fuck”, he breathes out.

Satoru is the first who gives up and releases his puffy lips from yours. Panting heavy, both of you stare at each other. Did this really happen? Did you really make out with Gojo Satoru like that? You, out of all people? Sheer embarrassment rushes over you like a wave. Out of instinct, you try to cover your face with your hands, to escape his strong gaze.

“No, don’t you ever hide yourself from me. Not after what we’ve just done. You are…absolutely gorgeous”, he murmurs.

“And I think I need to do that again.”

Sukuna

Your skin burns in sheer sensation where his fingertips tease you, his lips moving against your mouth oh too sweet.

What a coincidence that you met Ryomen Sukuna here at Shibuya. What a coincidence you’re now sitting on top of him while his mouth roams around yours so innocently. Soft kisses with Sukuna are something you never imagined the king of curses to enjoy. No, you imagined him rough in every minor aspect of his life, especially when it comes to his lover. Well, apparently that isn’t true. Right now, his lips brush over yours as if you’re porcelain that’s about to break, as if you are the most precious thing to ever exist.

“I don’t have that much time for you”, he mumbles into your parted lips.

“Why not?”, you pout while outlining his strong arms with your fingers.

Oh so gently, he starts placing soft kisses onto your cheek, your forehead, your ear. So tenderly that it feels like a soft breeze of warm air caressing you, so utterly peaceful that you’d never believe that this is actually him.  

“I have something to do here. Who knows when I’m able to gain control over that brat again.”

His low voice vibrates through your whole body. Truth is, you missed your lover way too much to let go of him now. You haven’t seen each other for what feels like forever. Each and every night, you craved his touch, waited for the perfect opportunity to get him back. There is no way in hell you’ll let him go like that now after sharing only a few warm kisses.

You don’t give him an answer. Instead, you let your hips fall onto his provocatively, keeping his head in place while your tongue begins a play you know all too well.

Because even though the king of courses has an unexpected weak spot for slow and sweet kisses, you know exactly what drives him over the edge, what he needs to lose his mind to your mouth.

Your lips crash against his without any mercy, tongue teasing him so violently that a moan escapes the usual so composed man. A curse who never even thought about love and affection, a man destined to kill each and everyone who stands in his way.

Except you. Somehow you managed to light a fire inside him that cannot be put out without your help. Or better, your kisses.

“I missed you”, you purr between two passionate kisses.

“So so much.”

Automatically, he pulls you even closer, allows his muscular frame to collide with yours. Ryomen Sukuna melts like butter in your hands.

And you love it.

“What are you doing to me”, he mutters into your mouth.

“You want me to leave?”

You part your lips from his ever so slightly. One innocent movement, just the sheer thought of pulling away from him with an outcome you know so well.

In an instant, you feel Sukuna’s arms wrapped around you even tighter while his tongue teases you until you can’t breathe anymore.

“Who said you’re allowed to leave?”, he grumbles.

“Stay right here”, he hisses while shoving his tongue into your mouth again.

His hands grab your face when he suddenly starts slowing down his movements again.

“Please”, he adds along with a soft kiss on your forehead.

Toji Fushiguro

You are screwed. Completely fucked, lost, in big trouble.

And the man who’s responsible for all that mess is grinning right into your face.

To be honest, you heard rumors about him. A man who isn’t able to produce cursed energy, who is so unbelievably strong despite it. A bounty hunter who kills jujutsu sorcerers when it’s decently paid, nothing but a troublemaker.

And hot. God, just the way he smirks at you makes your knees go weak-

Focus, this is goddamn serious.

“Would you mind removing that blade from my friend?”, you question dryly.

Now is not the time to thirst over someone who just pierced through your comrade. Well, the honored one, to be exact.

“Why? He’s your boyfriend?”, the man bites back with his sensual low voice.

“Hell no”, you reply a little too quick and disgusted.

“But I still care about him enough to ask you this.”

The unknown force of a man tilts his head before pulling the blade out of Gojo.

“I don’t need your help, (y/n).”

“You sure about that? Let me take over.”

“You? Don’t be ridiculous.”

Gojo’s stupid comment makes your blood boil almost instantly. Who does this guy even think he is? Just because he was lucky enough to get born with immense powers doesn’t mean you aren’t a decent jujutsu sorcerer yourself. Apart from the stinging fact that you are a woman.

And you’re definitely able to feel the stranger’s eyes all over you.

“Are you hard of hearing? Get lost and make sure Riko arrives at Tengen-sama’s safe”, you hiss through gritted teeth.

“And missing all the fun and fighting? Hell no.”

“Being alone with ya actually doesn’t sound bad”, the stranger replies with a smirk.

“What the hell would you want from her?”

“Seems like your dumb blue eyes aren’t useful after all, brat.”

Oh, how much you try to stop yourself from grinning ear to ear like an idiot and your cheeks to blush.

“Was that a compliment?”

It doesn’t matter, though. You can’t fuck this mission up. Something about his appearance tells you more than urgently that if that man gets close to Riko…

You have to prevent this. No matter what it costs.

“Depends. Did it work?”, the stranger replies.

Fuck, you hate the way your heart almost beats out of your chest. Or…do you?

“Who knows”, you purr.

His eyes all over you, take in your appearance with so much force that you feel like fainting for a second. Is that man flirting with you?

“I’m the one you’re fighting against.”

“I’m not interested in a spoiled brat like you. Get lost.”

He makes it look so easy. Grabbing Gojo by the throat mid-air, slamming his body into multiple nearby buildings. All of this without a single spark of cursed energy. All of this only by the sheer force of his muscular arms. Fuck, those forearms…

“So, watcha say, princess? Are ya in for chilling together?”

You feel like dying and flying at the same time. That fucking man was able to send Gojo straight to heaven with one arm. There is no doubt in the fact that he’d be able to kill you without you even noticing a single thing.

You bite your lip when your eyes start wandering around his toned torso and tight black shirt. But isn’t it your mission to do everything possible in order to keep Riko save? Especially when it means getting physical with a man like him. His eyes tell you that you need to keep him entertained if you stick to your plan. What could a girl like you possibly offer a guy like him?

“Depends on your definition of chilling. I’m not staying here for nothing.”

This is a dangerous game. One wrong movement, one unwise word and you’re dead without even Gojo being able to protect you.

“First tell me what’s yours. Any hidden talents apart from that whole jujutsu stuff?”

He roams around you like a hunter around its prey, eyes getting darker and darker each time they meet your gaze. Oh, this question definitely points to places you’ve never been before, so dirty and rough that you never allowed your thoughts to travel there.

“Maybe we need to find out”, you hum.

Your voice doesn’t sound like yours anymore. Like in trance, you give the unknown man in front of you dirty looks. This is for the mission exclusively.

Right?

“I know you’re trying to distract me. But fuck that and have some fine before I kill that brat.”

You force yourself to breathe out slowly and controlled. Of course, he wouldn’t fall for that. Someone who’s here to kill the plasma vessel and managed to slice through Gojo like through butter isn’t someone to be messed with.

Like in slow motion, you watch as he draws closer. He builds himself up in front of you with his shadow hanging over you threatful.

But those lips. Those oh so kissable lips paired with that handsome face of his.

“Scared?”, he mutters while mocking down at you.

A deep breath in. A deep breath out. Before you’re able to convince yourself otherwise, you press your lips against his.

Almost instantly, he grabs you by the waist and pulls you closer. But apart from the rough kiss you expected, his lips caress yours in the softest way possible. Gently, he holds onto your face while embracing you in a way you’ve never felt before.

Fuck, why does this have to be so good? Why was everything you expected from that man a steamy make-out session?

Your knees threaten so fail you when every minor movement of his mouth sends shivers down your spine. This shouldn’t feel so good, you shouldn’t melt like butter in his rough hands.

But you can’t help it.

“You definitely taste good”, he mumbles into your parted lips.

Your cheeks heat up in an instant. If someone would have told you you’d end up making out with a hot stranger to stop him from killing Riko and Gojo today, you would have called them insane.

And yet, here you are. Getting showered in soft kisses and held in a way you’ve never felt before.

“Gimme more, princess.”

Slowly but surely, the urge to feel him even closer, better, faster becomes unbearable. You grab him by his hair and pull him down while your mouth picks up the pace on its own. This isn’t enough. You need to feel him better than this.

“Fuck.”

A moan escapes your lips before you can stop it, hands wandering around his body without an aim. Oh, your lips never swelled up like that, never burned in such a sensation before. Fuck slow-kissing, fuck holding yourself back. Why would you ditch that opportunity when it’s clear that he wants you as well?

The stranger’s arms wrapped themselves around you tightly, leave you no room to escape. Over and over, your lips collide with each other until you feel dizzy.

“Sorry for interrupting your little make out session, but are you out of your fucking mind, (y/n)?”

Fuck.

Fuck fuck fuck.

You know that voice all too well.

“Huh, should have killed you right on the spot”, the stranger remarks with his dark eyes still set on you.

“What a waste of time. Wait for me here, princess. I’ll be back when I killed that brat and the vessel.”

He lets go of you as sudden as he grabbed you, leaves your body aching for his touch and your mind racing back and forth.

“You can’t kill them!”, you shout after him.

“And I don’t even know your name.”

“The name’s Toji Fushiguro, princess.”

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[zevrra]

JJK.2—

synopsis: just some very nsfw hc’s for the men of jjk >:3

tags: 18(+) only!, MDNI, nsfw, highly suggestive content, dirty talk, mention of kinks, fem!reader, nanami kento, choso kamo, geto suguru, gojo satoru, toji fushiguro

𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 !!

pussy eater!!!

definitely the type to only think about pleasuring you

will eat you out for houuuuurs

ride his face, he begs for it

is sooo into roleplay (loves to rp a professor and college student of AGE!!!)

worships you

will make you cum at least a few times before he ever does

but i totally imagine him being a service (soft) top until he goes into “overtime” and then he’s a dom

dom nanami loves pulling your hair

calls you a brat/toy when you beg him for it

will stuff his tie in your mouth to keep you quiet

surprisingly is into public or open spaces

loves the thrill of fucking you outside cause he knows you struggle to hold your voice back

breeding kink go brrr

is all about praising and making sure you know you’re doing a good job

“fuck you’re taking me so well.” “good girl.” “look at how pretty you look fucking yourself on my cock.”

he’s really thick, has an upwards curve, 7” long

𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨 !!

is a virgin until he meets you

doesn’t stop him from trying everything you suggest because he wants to please you

loves loves loves blowjobs

cums very easily though

a hot make out session mixed with some heavy grinding and/or groping and he could easily cum in his pants

is a bottom for the first few years you’re together before he becomes a switch!

easily begs you for everything

“please please please” AAAAAH

when he tops, he’s softer than most would assume

constantly checks up on you to make sure you’re ok as he fucks you senseless

“is this good?” he asks as he has you cumming for the 3rd time

takes a little pride in his accuracy to make you reach your climax especially since he’s not use to sex

once he discovers rope/bondage he reallyyyy enjoys it

loves biting! likes to see the marks he’s made on you the next day

has a thicker head, red, and is 6.5”

𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐨 !!

dom dom dom dom

of course knows your limits and is very encouraging about using your safe-word when things get to be too much

is sooooo into controlling your vibrator when out in public cause he loves watching your reactions as you try your best not to make a face

expect to be spanked later if you cum before he tells you too

switches between praising you and degrading you

“you’re such a good girl” to “pathetic, you can’t even take me all”

loves forcing you to deep throat him when he ties your hands up

edging KING! like edges you for hours by fingering you while you suck him off

will only fuck you after you’ve been really good and when he does oh god

he’s rough, fast, hitting your deepest spots after your body has become a sensitive mess after all the edging

AFTERCAAAAAARE!!!!! he only ever is rough solely so he can take care of you after all of it

bathes you, massages your entire body, makes you food, brings you plenty of water !!

he’s a little on a thin side, veiny, and 8”

𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 !!

a switch idc!!

he’s all tough on the outside but some days he just wants to give you all the control

let’s you fuck him!!!

a horny mess omg wants to fuck all the time! only bc he just loves having sex with you

does it anywhere and everywhere

really likes to fuck in the car or on top of tables/desks/counters

has the biggest creampie kink

probably eats you out after he’s finished inside of you too

buys you expensive ass lingerie all the time

loves to use his blindfold on you

when he’s in the mood to top, he’s all talk. constant yapping in your ear

“you’re so cute” “fuck i can feel you cumming” “you’re soaking wet are you gonna squirt?”

his fav position is either cowgirl or doggy

when he’s in the mood to bottom, he’s so needy and whiny!!!

“please let me cum” “more i need you more” “fuck me please god, please”

loves to be overstimulated when he lets you take control

like geto, he’s thinner until the base where he thickens up, veiny, 8”

𝐭𝐨𝐣𝐢 !!

bareback only!!

also has a breeding kink and his fav position is def mating press

but also really enjoys reverse cowgirl when he just gets to sit back and watch you fuck yourself on his cock

degrades you in the most positive way

“you’re a good little slut aren’t you?” “my whore” “you’re only good for taking my cock huh”

will spit in your mouth

has no shame, can and will ask you to blow him at any moment or finger you any time he wants

loves fucking you before he knows you’ve got to leave the house

likes the thought of you being all sticky and struggling to walk with his cum inside of you

is not super noisy but will grunt/groan when he’s feeling good

only time he ever really moans is when he’s cumming

has too much stamina and will make you cum several times before he ever cums once

likes to at least cum twice, once in your mouth and the second inside of you, but if you’re able to take him some more, he can def go way more than twice

will only eat you out if your thighs are crushing his head

is 100% an ass man

has it all!! thick & girthy, overall he’s just huge, red/flushed tip, and is at least 9”

[gojo-mochi]

Gojo loves your titties, call them his “Girlies.” He had a bad day? He’s resting his face right in the middle of them, one hand squeezing them occasionally as he whines about how mean Nanami or Megumi was to him earlier that day. Can’t keep his hands off of them, in public when you’re walking side by side, his hand on your waist, he would secretly move it up inch by inch until he can get a squeeze in. You lost count of how many times you had to slap his hand away when he tried to do it behind the back of his students or the other teachers. At home, there is no excuse now, whether you’re cooking, relaxing, or doing anything. Gojo is right there behind you, hand on your chest, chin on your shoulder or resting on your head. Talking the day away like his large hand isn’t encompassing your entire boob right now.

If he feeling frisky (which is most of the time, let’s be honest), he would slip his hand under your shirt or if you’re around the house braless, he would teasingly rub and pinch at your nubs until you start to whine. Then because he’s a jerk, he would pull his hands away and walk away like nothing happened until you go to beg him to touch some more. During sex it when he’s the worst about it, now he can’t keep his mouth off of your chest, licking, sucking, and biting at it. Leaving various love marks all around your poor titties, leaving it sore in the morning afterwards. He’ll happily massage the pain away though. Gojo will suck at your nipples like he’s trying to get milk out of it though, no matter how many times you say you can’t, he’ll try anyway, stating that maybe one day it’ll work. 

When he’s fucking you, if he can see your tits bounce, his eyes are fixated on them, stopping to a halt with his cock buried all the way inside of you, stopping just when you were about to reach that peak. Your nails digging in his shoulder as you cried out, wondering why he stopped.  Only for him to lean down and place a wet smack on each of your tits like; “Forgot to give my girlies their kisses~” And just because he’s so nice, he’ll let you return the favor and play with his tiddies as well.

[ipostmysimpingstuffanonymously]

satoshoko hate sex …

No. Have this instead.

[peachessprincess]

gojo would cover your eyes with his blindfold as he kisses down your throat.

you're propped up on a desk and holding onto the sorcerer's neck.running your hands down his shoulders as he kisses down the cleavage of your chest and begins to cup your breasts in his large hands.

behind gojo's mask, all you could see is pitch black,but you definitely felt the sloppy kisses and his warm tongue slid right down your cleavage.

gojo would whisper into your ear as his hands would run slowly but so roughly up the sides of your waist.your mewls are like music to his ears,his own curse that makes him yearn for more.

-𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴★

[succuboiii]

Hi hello I’m here with my first post 👀 the brain rot was real with this one. Trying new techniques and stuff. Fun!

[kentoruuu]

i wanna do a holly berry themed tumblr

[chosomindslave]

What artist does the JJK characters listen to?

Summary: stated it the title

Genre: very informative

Satoru Gojo🧿: 100% rod wave. idk what be wrong with Gojo but I just feel it in my CORE he listens to rod wave vigorously. Trust whenever Ijichi is chauffeuring you two you’re either gonna hear Turks and Caicos or Heart on ice… something is wrong with him seriously…

Suguru Geto🐵: mfer don’t listen to music 😞. He prolly only hear it as monkeys making their distinctive sounds…

Kento Nanami🥖: The Jacksons… (Michael Jackson, Janet Jackson, etc) idk Nanami gives off grown man vibes but not grown man Kevin Gates vibes. I could see him listening to Janet Jackson, or even En Vogue… yk he’s really just that bitch. He probably listens to artists like Joe and Jon B also, you never know, but I can say one thing for sure , HE HAS TASTE

Choso Kamo🩸: it’s really whatever Itadori is listening to at the moment, he doesn’t have an exact preference

Yuuji Itadori👊🏽: Ice Spice, IKIK ITS CRAZY BUT PLSSD don’t sit there and tell me Itadori wouldn’t be walking down the hallways at Jujutsu high saying “like what let’s keep it a buck” NO SERIOUSLY, or “im still shaking ass in the deli” LMAOOOO

Megumi Fushiguro🐕‍🦺: Guns N Roses… look man he had a hard life LMAO but still then yk he just gives off the type to like Rock music, I can see him liking pierce the veil also…

Nobara Kugisaki🔨: SZA , she’s definitely a scissor girly. But even still then I do think she also listens to artist like Ariana Grande. Yesss kwueen

Yuta Okkotsu🗡️: before Africa, most def YONCÉ, but after coming back from Africa all mf hear is war sirens . What the fuck did Gojo have him look for THAT BITCH IS PTSDIFED lord somebody save Yuta

Maki Zenin🦚: girls generation. Idk after I seen that mfn edit with her and Kugisaki I just KNEW she was an snsd fan. BESIDES look at the way she dressed in the movie, and me ready to risk it all for her. SNSD APPROVED

Toge Inumaki📢: Sukihana, Sexy Red and Cupcakke. Look man, this mf a troll you think his top three artists aren’t the cuntiest of all time? His impulsive thoughts take over each time. Just know he ain’t a freak but he listen to nasty asss songs, cs why are you listening to somebody talk about eating niggas ASS?

(tumblr wouldn’t let me add in a gif for him FUCK YOU)

Panda🐼: Lana Del Rey: look man Panda is all about is aesthetic, you can’t tell me mf don’t be having his lil ciggy hanging out his mouth, looking out the window playing Summertime Sadness NEXT

[straows]

“Why are you so clingy?” P.4

—In which, after waking up in bed with a certain someone, you start to question things.

A/n: this is wrapped up in a nice little bow. (Final part.)

<<part one, part two, part three

You didn’t open your eyes when you woke up. Your head ached, absolutely pounding.

Fucking wine.

And even tho you had a hangover that was just as bad as a kidney stone, the warmth you felt around you was intoxicating. It had you sighing softly and curly further into said warmth.

Except, said warmth loved.

Said warmth had a heartbeat.

Said warmth smelled fucking amazing and painfully familiar.

Forcing your eyes open, your whole body tensed when you were met with a muscular chest. Then the feeling of strong arms wrapped around you registered—

Oh shit.

Immediately, you sat up so fast it had Gojo jolting away. His voice rough and gravelly from sleep, his eyes squinting as he looked up at you. “What’s wrong, sweets?”

“You— You. WHY are you in my bed?” You tore at out bed so fast you were tripping over your own feet. Almost busting your ass as you yanked on a hoodie over your shirt and a pair of sleep shorts. “Did we— oh god. Oh no.”

Your skin crawled. You were mad. So mad. Mad and sick. Your stomach hurt. Why did you do this?

“What? No. You got drunk last night off wine, and I took you home. You kept whining about wanting me to stay so… I did.” Gojo shrugged and rubbed his eyes, before sitting up, back against the head board.

“..oh.” Now, that anger was replaced by embarrassment and that sick feeling only deepened.

Ok. So this is my fault.

“Relax, we didn’t do anything.” Gojo crossed his arms, biceps flexing as he did, “but we could if you wanted to.” He winked.

“You are insufferable.” You rolled your eyes, finally calming down. Putting a hand on you temple, trying to calm the migraine— you made your way into the kitchen. “This is so fucking stupid. Fucking wine.”

Chugging down a glass of water, you stared at the stove top. That was, until you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist.

And oh, that feeling of warmth and that familiar scent. It felt so nice, and yet so sickening.

“Did you mean what you said last night?” Gojo murmured against your shoulder, not missing the way you side eyed him.

“What do you mean?”

“You don’t remember?” His brows were furrowed now, almost offended.

“No??”

“You said you loved me. That you missed me.” Gojo filled in the gaps, and turned you around in his hold. Eyeing you with so much hope.

You stared at him for a long time, a long long time. Debating whether or not that was true, regardless it didn’t matter. “So what? Not like we’ll ever get back together.” You pulled away, huffing at the way your heart ached slightly as his shoulders slumped.

“Wait what?” Now Gojo was pulling you back. “It does matter, because if you do love me, we can— no we need to get back together.”

“And why would I? You’ll just become an asshole all over again. Remember? ‘Why the fuck are you so clingy?’” You did air quotes before slapping his hand away.

“But— but come on now, I’m— I was stupid. I took you for granted. I’d never do that to you— not ever, ever again. I will spend the rest of my life making you see how I’ve changed if I need too.” Taking a step closer to you, “please, please just give me another chance. Do you want me to get on my knees? Want me to beg?”

You glaring at him, “yes.” You didn’t think he’d do it. When you’d dated him before he was all pride. ‘Worlds strongest’ this and ‘chosen one’ that.

However, your breath stalled in your throat when he knelt down in front of you, literally on his knees as his hands found your hips. His eyes almost puppy like as he literally begged you.

Like a sinner at an alter, pleading for forgiveness.

You hated how much you like it. How it made you so happy to see him like this. So weak that he’d beg— on his knees.

“Please baby, I swear on everything— I swear on my eyes that I’ll never hurt you again. If I ever do— you can have them.” He pressed gentle kisses to your knuckles.

You swallowed thickly, your heart pounding in your chest. “…you ever, and I mean ever, talk to me like you did— behave like you did, to me again— I’ll hold you to that swear.” Your hand held his jaw, fingers digging into his jaw.

He nodded so fast, and when you pressed your lips against his, he was just as fast to stand up. Kissing you like a man starved and you were a tall glass of ice cold water.

Gojo’s hands held your hips in an iron grip, pulling you flush against him. Lord he was moaning into the kiss, murmuring about how thankful he was— how much he missed this, missed you.

You weren’t much better. Your nails clawed up his arms, his chest, dragged through his hair just to tug slightly hard.

“Missed you so— fucking much.” He grunted against your lips. Already hard and throbbing and oh so pathetic.

“You really are a desperate ex.” You smiled against his lips.

“Yeah, ‘m desperate for you. Sure as shit not your ex anymore.” He leaned down to press bites and nips all across your shoulders.

Now that had you smiling. “Yeah. Not my ex anymore.”

Your next kiss was sweet, all love and adoration.

This time, you knew he wouldn’t fuck this up. Who’d want to lose their eyes?

[lolokouhm]

You got Gojo Satoru wondering - and he might not be built for that.

Satoru is a person who doesn't really think twice before acting. He's used to being the strongest, the most powerful and hence, always right. But for the first time in a very long time, Satoru starts to wonder.

The beginnings are innocent, as they tend to be. Why are you so easy to talk to? He's had plenty of girls before, and none of them seemed to be able to hold conversation as well as you. Why are you so pretty? Your parents must have some crazy genes, both sides, to create a creature so insanely breathtaking. Why are you so bold? You were the one who made the first step and suggested this whole friends-with-benefits type of situation and that's why Satoru blames you. He's not used to thinking like that. That's too much for his pretty head to take.

Oh, and by the way, as we're on the subject of head - why are you so good at giving it? The way your sneaky little tongue plays with his tip almost gets him crying every fucking time. You should be illegal - and it gets even worse. Your gaze somehow always finds his and it doesn't even feel like you're looking at him. It's black magic. Maybe you are a curse user after all - your eyes do something to weaken him, being especially effective when poor Satoru is really trying his best not to come too soon. And so, he wonders. Do you want to kill him? Do you want him to drop dead, just like that?

In terms of dropping, Gojo is dropping to his knees, that's for sure. He'd drop everything actually, just to be able to open your legs and worship both you and the ground you're walking on, no matter where, no matter when. Your warmth gets him thinking. Why are your thighs so soft? He could sleep on them. he could live there - right there, in a sacred place, which no other men should ever have access to. A mere thought of that makes him angry, and that again, makes him wonder.

Is he jealous? But there were no rules, no talk of exclusivity. He thought he couldn't be jealous like that, especially when you didn't have anyone except him. At least that's how it was at first, but now he's not sure. He’s never asked. Satoru is thinking. Again. It feels uncomfortable, and the feeling intensifies as he reaches for his car keys. Maybe he shouldn’t be driving in this state? Normally he’d ask Geto, but the way his best friend stared at you during that party last weekend makes him grind his teeth. He didn't worry about it back then. So what changed? The way your body feels under his fingers? The way you smile, so sincerely that it feels unfair to have you in this universe? The way you moan his name and shake, when he...

’toru?’

Your voice brings him back. He looks at you, eyes wide open, confusion yet again written all over his face. Because even though he might be the honoured one, he's just a man. A man, who doesn't notice how his fingers unconsciously get tangled with yours every time he brings you on edge. A man, who doesn't understand why you make him feel not only like a horny teenager, but also a sad, lonely puppy every single time you leave his apartment, all happy and giddy for some inexplicable reason. A man, who simply doesn't get why his heart beats as if it's completely lost its rhythm in front of you, especially now, his six eyes scanning your surprised expression when you finally open the door.

Satoru wanted to say something, but doesn't know what now. Your lips are so distracting after all.

Guess he'll wonder for a little longer.

masterlist ❤️

[zevrra]

should we…?

synopsis: how some of the men of jjk would react to you asking for a baby >:3

tags: 18(+) only, mdni, very nsfw, suggestive content, straight up smut, sorta plot w/corn, fem!reader, gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, toji fushiguro, short & sweet

gojo is taken by total surprise. you had slipped up, asking the question over dinner one time. wondering if he would ever be interested in having children. so you ask him. gently touching his hand as he stares at your face, looking for any answer he can find. yet it was he who thought himself unworthy to have children. fear of being a terrible father has him a little nervous to answer.

you smile at him, scooting your chair closer to his side so you can kiss his check. squeezing his hand as you gaze at him with every ounce of love you’ve ever felt for the man. “satoru, you’d be a wonderful father.” you whisper and he smiles. if not for the dim light you could’ve sworn he had tears in his eyes but when he abruptly stands, they’re gone. he simply nods in response. takes your hand into his own and helps you to your feet. “let’s start a family.”

and that’s all it took. you guide him to the bed. tossing him down onto the tuft of pillows as you work out of your evening clothes. feel his eyes watch over your every move as you climb on top of him. kissing him passionately to distract him as your fingers work on removing his shirt. discard his clothes with your own onto the floor.

when he tries to take control you push against his chest. laying him flat back onto his back. he smiles up at you, curious as to what you have planned. he’d find out soon enough. especially when you stroke his cock against your pussy. he stiffens rather quickly under your touch and from this position, he’s large enough that his head brushes against your lower stomach. he moans at the sight as you continue. lifting your legs and hips up before sinking slowly down onto his awaiting cock. now he really moans for you. whispers your name between every gasp of breath he takes.

“fuuuuck.” he groans. gojo wants to take control but you don’t let him. you keep riding his cock, swallowing him up with ease, with your hands gripping his shoulders. “feel that?” you ask as you clench around him. he whines at your words and your actions. fingers gripping the bed sheets for dear life. “let me have your children satoru. you’re amazing. so loving, so caring. give me everything my love.” you beg him and he can’t take anymore. his hips stutter as he cums inside of you. bites his bottom lip as he watches you take every inch of him while he fills you with cum.

he throws his head back with a cry as you keep going. you weren’t planning to stop anytime soon, not even as his cock becomes overstimulated and he moans for you to slow down. you both knew his limits and until you receive everything gojo can give you, you kept rolling your hips.

geto smiles one morning as you two are getting ready. smoothed a hand across your stomach as his head falls onto your shoulders. “let’s have a baby.” he says. pressing kisses to the back of your neck. having adopted two girls you would never have guessed he’d want a third. but there he was, pressing into your lower stomach and asking you to take his children inside your womb. “please?“ he asks softly. he knew you were weak to him begging. knew you would never say no to him.

so he takes the initiative. turns your face to kiss you deeply while his hands get to work. stripping you of your pj’s as you turn to him. he leads you back to your bed, laying you back on your back. his sleeping pants are pulled down to reveal he’s already thick and hard cock. he must’ve had a dream about fucking you full of his cum. a dream he would soon make a reality that you welcomed entirely.

he slides his cock between your thighs. rubs himself right up against your aching core. “wanna hear you beg me for it.” geto hums deviously. turning all of it back onto you. all with a simple smile. “please suguru…i want it.” you whine and he replies with a smirk. tells you, “oh you can do better than that princess.” as his pushes his head between your lips. “p-please! suguru, i want you. want your kids, please fuck me, please get me pregnant!”

that’s what he likes to hear. geto slips his entire cock inside of you. pushes himself all the way down to the base. doesn’t give you a chance to breathe as he stuffs you entirely full before he begins to move. hips grinding against yours, dragging himself in and out of you like a storm. he fucks you rough and fast. the type of fuck to leave bruises on your waist. and you love every second of it. sobbing his name again and again until he’s unraveling himself. buries his entire cock so deep inside of you, you swear he’s kissing at your womb. no doubt you were going to get pregnant.

“that’s my girl. take all of it inside. don’t spill a drop.” geto groans. making sure nothing spills out of your twitching pussy. doesn’t plan to stop there though, oh no. he plans to fill your womb to the brim.

nanami is a little surprised. not that he had not thought about ever starting a family, simply thought he would never get the chance. he had always wanted to ask you. wanted to see what your reaction and your answer would be if he simply asked to have his children. but now that he didn’t have to wonder anymore, he wants nothing more than to fill you and his wishes.

so plans a romantic date. makes you feel special the entire night. buys you your favorites flowers, brings you a gift, gets you the expensive wine you like while you two have dinner. tells you how gorgeous you are. tells you how he’d be so excited to start a family with you when you bring it up. and later that night he plans to make love to you.

after you return home from the amazing night he planned out, you kiss him in the kitchen. his hands are slow as they run across your body. sculpting every curve and dip as he kisses you lovingly. you start at untying his tie. slipping it off from around his neck while unbuttoning the front of his dress shirt. you both move towards your shared bedroom, leaving a trail of clothing articles strung about your home.

when you fall onto the bed, he takes his position on top of you. kisses your neck as he slowly pushes inside of you. pushes his cock slowly inside of you. solely to make you really feel every inch of him before he drags every inch out. he groans against your skin. “god you feel so good.” he mutters while his hips begin to move a little faster. “you’ll look so beautiful carrying my children.” he adds with a laugh. continues to steadily increase his pace until he’s quickly thrusting inside of you. hits every deep spot inside of your pussy that it makes your toes curl. all the while he lays hot and heavy kisses against your throat.

“have my children darling.” he whispers, panting against your skin. “y-yes! let’s start a family. i want to have your children, please kento…” you respond in soft cries. he’s close. closing in to the burn he desires so bad. makes sure to pull back and rest his hands on either side of your head to make sure he looks lovingly in your eyes. wants to make sure he sees your face as he cums. never pulls out, not even once, as he finally buries his cum inside of you.

the night leaves you full of nanami’s love and warmth. as he reminds you again and again how beautiful you are.

toji laughs a little. thinks you’re joking at first as he’s spread out on your shared couch. his shirt bunched up, hand resting on your thigh, watching some movie that barely had your attention. cue as to why you suddenly bring up wanting a baby. when you tell him you’re serious, that you want a baby, his baby, he probably laughs again. grabs hold of you and moves you into his lap, hand sliding up beneath your shorts and groping your ass. “let’s make one then, right here and now.” he whispers. doesn’t take any time pushing your shorts off, damn near ripping your panties off in the process, while his other hand lifts to your mouth, tells you to spit and suck on his fingers.

he proceeds to finger you after that. fucks you from behind until you’re cumming in his lap with a simple twist and curl of his fingers. all the while you stroke him through his sweats. getting him hard and ready to fuck you into pregnancy. and he will, once he removed his fingers he replaces them with his aching cock. fucks into your weeping pussy again and again. turns you into a babbling mess as he uses your hips to grind you down against himself. “shit, ya want my baby? want me to fill your womb?” he chuckles, watching your pussy swallow him up completely. feels you clench around him at the words he speaks.

“please fill me up toji. fuck me please. want your babies.” you cry as he continues to roughly fuck you. he chuckles at your begging. licks his lips as he stares at you hungrily taking all of him with every thrust.

groans harshly when he finally cums, never once pulling out as he continues to thrust himself inside of you. wants to make sure you take every last drop he can offer. now, trembling from his harsh movements, he flips you onto your back. moves to wrap your legs around his waist, staying buried deep inside the entire time. “once more. I’m gonna get ya pregnant for sure.” he says with a wild smirk, pushing hair out of his eyes as he plans to fuck you all night long.

[gojo-mochi]

Gojo the kind of ex to ask you to take him back while his mouth is stuffed full of your cunt. Tongue sliding in and out of your wet hole, sloppily eating you out, your legs thrown over his shoulders. His hands gripped on your waist obsessively like he was afraid you were going to disappear if he lets go.

When he feels your toe curls and your body start to tremble from an oncoming orgasm, he finally unlatch his mouth from you, mouth glistening with your arousal as he asked you unashamedly.

“So you wanna take me back now?”

“No, Satoru, I do not wanna take you back.” At least that what you would say if not for right after Gojo asked that question his lips found it way back to your swollen clit, sucking on it harshly. Making you see white stars in your vision almost instantly. His tongue still flicking on your poor cunt hotly during and after your orgasm. His arms caging you down and pulling you further in his face. Your thighs pressing in on his cheek as he noisily slurps up your juices. The wet noises drowning out your cries from the over sensitivity of it all.

You regret letting him back in your place, finding him knocking on your door with that same damn smile on his face, acting like nothing happened. Only for him to seduce and lure you into bed for this to happen again. You’ll tell him how you really feel in the morning. Definitely, your mind just going a bit blank right now, since your sweet ex decided that your poor pussy been missing his fingers too. Oh well, Gojo will ask you again to take him back and forgive him after he makes you cum on his fingers a few times. And then! When you do you take him back, cause of course you will, he’ll happily reward you with his cock 💌.

[happybird16]

Where do you and your fave fall on the spectrum?

[gloopglorpgleeroopuh]

That one challenge!!

[dailykugisaki]

Day ninety-six | id in alt

It was funny the first three times and now Gojo is just unsurprised and slightly worried.