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JJK Men: Finding Your Toys

Characters: Geto Suguru, Gojo Satoru, Nanami Kento, FAB!Reader

Word Count: 4,952

Warnings: Sex toys! Dirty talk, squirting, smut, videotaping, degrading, holy heck, it’s spicy

A/N: This had me feeling things; I loved writing this. Each one of these hit differently, in the best ways. 😏

MDNI!!!

Geto Suguru:

“Suguru!” You called out from the kitchen, standing on a stepstool dusting the tops of your cabinets. “Can you do me a favor, please?”

Popping his head into the kitchen, Suguru stared at the curve of your ass peeking out from your shorts. “Anything for you.” He watched you stand higher, ass bouncing just a bit.

“Could you grab me the spring decorations? I put them on the bed.”

“On it.”

Ah, spring cleaning. A single day of the year, you deep cleaned your shared apartment. You were donating clothes and books, pretty much decluttering. Then you cleaned everything: floorboards, vents, every crevice. You always felt better after it was done. Plus, with Suguru helping you, you did it in half the time. All that was left was to put up the windchime and new throw pillows.

Then you both could relax.

Suguru was looking forward to a long shower and takeout food. Maybe if you weren’t too tired, he could have you for dessert. Before anything like that remotely happened, he needed to finish the task at hand. The bag was right where you told him it would be. Yanking it off, Suguru turned only to hear something hit the floor.

“Shit.” He cursed, watching your water bottle roll under the bed. Bending down, Suguru reached for the runaway water, only to feel the corner of an extended storage bin. With a tug, Suguru pulled the mysterious box out, his eyes widening as he stared at the transparent container.

Sex toys galore were inside. Glass dildos, clits suckers, vibrators, regular dildos. The sight nearly rocked Suguru's back as he opened the lid, glancing at the cleaned and organized toys. His cock throbbed painfully as he picked it up, putting it on the bed.

So this was what you got off with when he was on a mission. He hummed, picking up a vibrator and turning it over before grabbing a glass toy. It was long and had a large orb on the end. A g-spot toy. Did you use these to make yourself squirt? Have you squirted without him?

The first time Suguru made you squirt was when you both first started fooling around. His mouth was on your clit, fingers hammering against that spot until you screamed, soaking the sheets and his face. You freaked out at first, profusely apologizing. But your words were silent as Geto went feral, wanting to see you squirt again.

He didn't stop until you were nearly fucked out of your mind. All you could say was: “D-Didn't know I could squirt!”

“Suguru!” Your voice called out from the kitchen. “Did you find the bag?”

“Oooh, I found something alright.”

His tone had you turning your head towards his voice. “Oh? Was it the fairy lights? I thought I forgot to grab that bag at the store.” Your boyfriend hummed.

“I mean, a few of these light up.”

Okay, the man was definitely up to something. You finished up what you were doing before treading down the hall. As you turned the corner into the room, you froze like a deer in the headlights. Your toy bin was out, and Suguru was eagerly digging through it, a smug smile on his face.

“Ah!!” Bolting across the floor, you snatched the toys away, throwing them back inside before reaching for the lid.

Suguru chuckled, grabbing the lid from you and tossing it. “Oh no, you don't! We're not putting this away.” With your plan foiled, you held your arms out to block his view.

“No! It's embarrassing.”

“Embarrassing?” Looking at your boyfriend, your cheeks flushed as he pulled his sweats down an inch. He's showing you the bulge in his boxers. “It's fucking hot.”

The humiliation slowly began to fade, a fire replacing it. “Really?”

Suguru nodded while digging in the bin. “Yeah, I like seeing the stuff you get off with.” He pulled out your g-spot dildos and vibrator. “Trying to make yourself squirt?” The knowing smirk on his face left you a blushing mess as you glanced away, nodding in response. “Did you do it?” This time, you shook your head.

“I don't think I'm doing it right.”

You felt Suguru behind you before you heard him. “Oh? Maybe you should show me~?”

One heavy make-out session later, you sighed softly as you slowly thrust the glass toy in and out of your dripping pussy. Suguru was on his stomach between your legs, watching you like a hawk. The glass toy rubbed against the sweet spot inside of you perfectly. The sensation was almost too overwhelming.

“C-Can’t.” Your legs clenched together in an attempt to ease the throbbing.

“Yes, you can.” Hands grabbed your thighs, forcing them open. “Stop closing your legs; I can't see.”

With an almost pained whine, you kept thrusting the toy in and out of your cunt. It was tight, so tight, your walls were hugging the toy, making it difficult for you to thrust it in and out. You were getting so fed up with this. Glaring down between your legs, you chewed on your bottom lip. Every time you tried to make yourself squirt, this happened. You'd get tired and annoyed before tossing the toy to the side with an irritated growl.

Suguru was focusing less on your dripping sex and more on your face. You were frustrated, focusing too much on the task at hand. You were never going to cum like that. So he gently wrapped his hand around yours, helping you with the pacing of the thrusts. The warmth of his hand and the subtle change of pace had you tilting your head back.

“You need to relax,” Suguru whispered, pressing hot kisses against your thigh. “You’re too tense. Stop focusing so much on the mechanics of it and more on the sensation.”

Letting out a trembling exhale, you relaxed, focusing more on how the toy slid in and out of you. Frustrated groans turned into low whimpering as Suguru sucked at your skin. Fuck, this felt so good, like when Suguru would finger you. The familiar coil tightened in your abdomen. The same tightening you usually felt when you would squirt.

“Ah, ah fuck.” You arched your back off the bed, pussy throbbing around the toy. “Fuuuuck, Suguru~!”

“Yeah, feel good?” He asked, still gripping the toy. “you’re getting the hang of it. It would help if you did a little of this—” he bit his lip in concentration, curving it up more. When he did that, you saw the entire universe. A scream escaped you as the toy rubbed perfectly over your g-spot. “there it is; you just gotta curve it a bit.”

“Holy fuck! Holy fuck!” Your legs began trembling as they began to shut.

Suguru sat up, growling as he shifted his body, preventing your legs from closing completely. “I thought I told you to fuckin’ stop doing that.” All you did was whine in response. “Ah~ too fucked out of your mind to even notice? God, you're so fuckin’ cute.” The hand he had on top of yours set a fast pace. “You're almost there, don't stop~ good girl~ good fuckin girl~!” the sweet praises had you speeding your hand up, making your boyfriend chuckle in surprise. “Oh, Y/N, you want me to praise you more~? You get off on that?” When you whimpered, he cooed. “My pretty princess is doing such a good job fucking her pussy. Are you going to cum? Gonna cum for me, princess?” Your boyfriend's freehand began rubbing your clit.

“Y-Yes! Fuck ohhh fuck!” Tears formed in your eyes as Suguru grinned, letting go of your hand. Watching as you sped up, not needing his direction anymore. “I-I’m gonna, gonna cum!”

“That's it, squirt for me. Make a mess, princess. Ooh!” Suguru scoffed, sitting back as you convulsed, squirting all over the bed and him. His hand rubbed your clit, extending your orgasm, making you squirt even more. “Fuck~! Look at you, making a mess, you nasty slut.”

Suguru made sure to watch you. The way your body slowly came down, hips against the mattress as your eyes fluttered shut. The subtle way your hips jerked, trying to evade his hand, which was now drawing gentle circles around your clit.

You were so damn beautiful.

Hungry, starved eyes bore into yours, his chest heaving as you pulled the toy out. “S-Sugu?” Your timid voice didn't seem to break his trance. “Baby? You okay?” Instead of responding, Suguru answered by grabbing your hips and flipping you so your face was in your pillow. “Mmmph!”

“You did okay,” his voice was dark, gravely, “I'd give you a five out of ten.” All you could do was listen, tensing up when you felt the tip of the glass toy prodding your entrance. “But I think you need a demonstration.” You couldn't even respond as the toy was shoved back inside of you deeper than you could have managed on your own. “Maybe, just maybe, if you cum hard enough, I’ll fuck you.”

Gojo Satoru:

The smell of freshly baked cookies wafted from the oven as you pulled the hot tray out. The viral cinnamon roll cookies smelt as good as they looked. While placing the cookies on the cooling rack, you heard footsteps hurrying down the hall. Seemed as though Satoru’s nose was as keen as ever.

“Am I the best girlfriend ever or what?” You tossed the oven mitts on the counter with a fist pump. “Not only do I bake, but I suck co—” Turning on your heel, you were about to wink at your boyfriend, only to find him towering over you.

His face was flushed, and his smile was as wide as could be as he smirked. “When the hell did you get this?” Gojo dangled your pink, blue-tooth bullet vibrator in front of your face.

“Satoru!!!” You reached for the toy, only to have him yank it out of reach. “Give it back!!” Satoru shook his head, holding the toy above his head, making it impossible for you to reach it now. “Toruuu!!!”

Satoru was as excited as a child at Christmas. He was practically vibrating (not from the toy) with horny energy. What a fucking find! All you asked was for him to grab the blanket from the closet! When he pulled it out, the box to his new friend fell.

“The box said I can control it with an app?! An app on my phone?! Oh my god, this is great!” He promptly held the box with his other hand, reading its functions. “Long distance play, waterproof, and it syncs to music and sound?!” His white brows furrowed in disbelief as his grin widened. “Y/N, why didn't you tell me?!”

“Because it sucks.”

All of the excitement on Gojo’s face vanished. “Sucks? What do you mean it sucks?!” His cerulean eyes darted from the toy in his hand before focusing on you. The pout he was sporting was almost impressive.

“It sucks, Satoru.” Pushing past him, you headed for the couch. “I tried syncing it to my playlist. It didn’t get me all hot and bothered. I even tried using the sound function. The app syncs to the sounds of porn videos, or any sound in general, but they just.” You shrugged a shoulder, plopping down on the couch. “They were so phony that the vibrations were so weak. I hated it so much that I didn’t see the point in telling you about it.”

Something about what you had said had Gojo blinking in silence. “You synced it up to some random porn video online?”

“Yes, Toru, and like I just told you, it sucked.”

“Right, but you watched two rando’s do it?” Something in the tone of his voice triggered your sixth sense. The danger was approaching, and it was in the form of your very horny boyfriend.

“Y-Yeah?” What should have been a statement was more of a question as Satoru dangled the toy on his index finger with an almost sadistic smirk. “What are you getting at with this?”

”Ah, you see, dear Y/N, my sweet perverted girlfriend.”

”Hey!”

Gojo crouched, twirling the vibrator around his finger like his house keys. “The problem isn’t the toy.” His pink tongue darted out, wetting his bottom lip. “It’s the content you’re viewing. You need something more—personal.”

”Ah! Ah! Fuuuck! Fuck!”

The toy deep inside of you buzzed at an intense speed. “Holy shit!” You cried out, your hand squeezed Satoru’s cock tight.

“Take my fucking cock.” Satoru’s voice from your television was sultry while the Satoru beside you wheezed out a laugh.

“Fuck, easy baby, you’ll break my dick.” Peeling your eyes away from the television screen, you tilted your head back against the couch, your Y/E/C eyes focusing on Satoru’s throbbing cock. “See, I told you it was the content and not the toy.”

He was right about that. When he suggested you put on the porno’s the two of you made together, you didn’t have high hopes. But holy fuck were you wrong. Your moans, Satoru’s dirty words, god it god it got you going, along the vibrator was buzzing like mad inside of you. Firmly pressing against your g-spot, teasing it as you watched Gojo fuck you into the mattress.

Satoru decided to join you for ‘research,’ wanting to see for himself that the toy sucked, as you said it did. Little did he know that you were going to start stroking him as you both watched yourselves on the screen. He rocked his head back as your thumb rubbed gently circled over his slit.

“Y/N fuck, playing with my pre like that.” his hand slid over, rubbing circles over your clit that had you jolting. “You're so pretty when you're feeling good. Such a good girl~”

His voice next to you was a sharp contrast to the Gojo on the television. He had the camera turned to his face. He was sweaty, biting his lip as he slapped your ass hard in the video. “You're such a nasty girl~! God fuck, grinding up against me on the dance floor, telling me you were soaking wet in the car.” Another sharp slap had both of you in the video and on the couch whining. “My dirty fucking slut, couldn't wait to get dicked down, could ya’?” The vibrator buzzed louder, your toes curling as you watched the screen. Slapping skin, whines, and guttural moans had your vibrator buzzing like a beehive.

“Hey, look at me~” Turning to look at Satoru was so hard from how hard you were jerking. “You're so beautiful~ do you like your toy now? You love it?” Please say you do, please, please, please. Satoru begged in his mind as you jerked his cock harder. If you liked it, it would make phone sex a million times better.

“Toru, Toru, yes, feels good~ love it~!” Fuck you were close. Your moans were beginning to meld in with your moans from the video. Louder, desperate, and ducking porn worthy. “Toru wanna cum, wanna cum with y-you!” Satoru gritted his teeth, eyes darting to his cock, that you were jerking off like a crazed woman.

“Yeah, ah, pretty girl, I’m close~ cum with me, okay? Be a good girl and cum~” The Satoru on the television snarled as he came, while your

Satoru whimpered, thrusting into your clenched hand until ropes of hot sticky cum painted your hard and his clenching ab’s. “Cumming, of fuck yes, I’m cummin’!” He cried out in time with his television persona.

It was the combination of the vibrations, Satoru’s fast circles over your clit, and watching yourselves cum that had you gushing around your new favorite toy. You screamed, eyes rolling back into your head. You came all over the couch. Fuck when was the last time you came that hard? It was probably when you and Satoru made the video you were viewing.

“So,” Satoru asked between pants, “does the t-toy still suck?”

You didn't answer his question. You instead grabbed your phone with shaking hands, typing on the screen. Satoru was about to ask what you were doing when a little chime went off. You tossed your phone to the side before gently pulling the toy out of you.

“Aw, done already?” Satoru’s cocky voice cut off as you straddled his hips. “Y-Y/N?” You cupped his face, turning it to the side, allowing you to kiss down his neck. “Fuuuck baby.”

“Mm,” Kiss after kiss trailed down his neck, “no, I love it~ I love it so much I just bought you the matching fleshlight.”

Satoru’s large hands gripped your hips, massaging them. “Oh really?” He gasped out as you sucked and bit the crook of his neck, marking his ivory skin. “A-Are you gonna make me watch the same video when it gets here?”

“Oooh, no.” Satoru watched as you grabbed his phone, propping it against the lamp beside him. “We're making a new video,” Satoru whines louder, wincing as you bite him harder. “Oooh, good boy~ Toru~ be extra loud for us~ that way, the vibrations are super strong.”

Nanami Kento:

The second the elevator door opened, Nanmi bolted out, running towards your shared apartment. He was nearly breathless from all of the running he had done in an attempt to get home as fast as he possibly could. Fuck, if only he could teleport like Gojo, maybe his heart wouldn’t be pounding inside of his ears in fear and panic.

He had been meeting with Yaga at the school when his phone went off, alerting him of your text. You were constantly sending messages throughout the day. Asking how he was doing, what he would like for dinner, or if he needed anything while you were out shopping. He did not feel like he deserved to have someone like you in his life.

His blood ran cold when he read the screen, his heart dropping into the pit of his stomach.

Y/N: I need your help; please come home ASAP!

The second those words processed through his mind, he was moving. Telling Yaga there was an emergency and he needed to hurry home. Every single terrible thought rushed through his mind at once. Was there a cursed spirit chasing you? Did one of the students get hurt? Were you hurt? He needed answers to the questions that were on a constant loop in his mind.

“Y/N!?” Nanami yelled out as he entered the apartment, slamming the door behind him. “Y/N?!” No traces of cursed energy, a sign of intrusion, or blood was in sight.

”I-I’m in the bedroom, Kento.” Immediately, Nanami knew something was off with your voice. It was far too timid.

When he walked into the room, he expected to find something terrible awaiting him. Much to his relief, you were laying in bed, a blanket covering your lower body propped up against your pillows. That’s how he had left you this morning and countless other times. Either you received some bad news from your family, or there was something his observant eyes were missing.

”What happened? Are you okay? What’s the emergency?”

Your face twisted from unreadable to one to a pained one as you shifted slightly. Anyone else would have missed it, but Nanami knew everything about you. He moved so fast you gasped as he crawled on the bed, looking you over for injuries.

“What's going on?” the stern tone of his voice made this ten times more embarrassing.

You brought your hands to your face, rubbing them gently as you tried to find your words. “I-I uhm—” Peeking through your fingers, you found Nanami staring at you with that serious look. “It, uhm, it's stuck.” Could this day get any worse? God fuck, this was mortifying.

“Stuck? What's stuck, Y/N?”

“M-My toy.”

“Toy?”

Not wanting to get into the details of your activities, you sighed, slowly pulling the blanket off. Laying on the bed beside you was a bottle of lube, and as you spread your legs, Nanami hissed at the sight. A toy, one he had never seen before, was lodged inside of you. It was thick; it made your poor pussy throbbed and twitched around it. Your wet slick glistened around it.

Nanami sighed, looking away from you, trying to keep some composure. Fuck you looked so hot, but a twinge of insecurity hit him in the chest. Nanami loved using your toys on you. He didn’t see them as competition; they were more like allies. He’d do anything, use anything to make you feel good. You both were very good at communicating your needs and wants with each other. If you were horny, all you needed to do was ask him.

Even if you wanted to masturbate, he had no issue with that at all! He encouraged it. Nanami Kento was not one of those men who saw you pleasuring yourself as a hit to his ego. He bought you a lot of the toys you shared. Kento wanted you to be satisfied and happy. That’s all his heart desired.

But something about this stung. It wasn’t because he was hurt that you didn't ask for help. You were not required to tell him if you were horny or needed help. Nor was it the fact that you were getting off on your own. What it was was the fact you were in pain. You had hurt yourself. That’s what stung me the most.

“Kento?” The stoic look on his face said everything without the use of words. “Baby, look, I just, I—!”

Kento said nothing as he stood up, walking to the dresser. He shrugged out of his suit jacket; his suspenders stretched as he took his watch off before rolling the sleeves of his blue dress shirt up to his elbows. Nanami, not saying anything was more stressful than him yelling at you. The room was too tense; it was thick and suffocating as Nanami turned around, getting on the bed.

His hands slowly slid up your thighs, spreading them apart. “Let’s get this out of you.” He nearly whispered before glancing into your Y/E/C eyes. “Ready?” You nodded, giving him the approval to proceed. His hands gently grabbed the base of the toy, tugging it.

“O-Ow.” You winced, watching him closely.

Nanami clenched his jaw at your pained whine. “Did you not use enough lube?” Gently, he twisted the toy before pushing it back into you.

“Ah~!” A loud moan escaped you, hands covering your eyes. “N-No, I d-don’t fuck, ah fuck, c-could you maybe not push it back in?”

A blonde eyebrow cocked at your request. “Do you want this stuck inside forever?”

“No. I’m sorry; I’ll shut up. Fuck this is embarrassing.”

“Mm.” Nanami sat up on his knees, looking over you. “Keep your legs open.” You pouted, doing as he said, while he twisted the toy inside of you, watching your reactions closely. You withered under him, pleasure starting to replace the pain. “You should have known better, or you could have warmed yourself up a little more.” He chastised, twisting and pulling at the snug toy again.

Your hands gripped the sheets, fisting the fabric. “N-Nanami, please don’t scold me.” You whimpered, cheeks flushing under his gaze. “J-Just ah, fuck, take it out.” From the mixture of embarrassment and lust, your voice had a tone; one Nanami didn’t care for.

He clenched his jaw tight. “It’s not coming out because you pushed it too far in! So now I have to work it out!”

You whined louder; this was not the way you thought this would play out. You bought this toy for both of you. “Oh my god! Just fuckin yank it out! This is so fucking embarrassing! I wanna die right now.” You laid your elbow over your eye, hiding your teary gaze from him.

“I’m your boyfriend. Why is this embarrassing?!” It wasn’t often that Nanami snapped at you, but your attitude was getting under his skin.

“Because!! I ruined the surprise!!” You removed your arm, showing him your teary gaze. Nanami’s eyes went wide. “T-This is the custom toy we made. It was delivered this morning, and I freaked seeing how big it was. I wanted to see if it would fit because I didn’t want to ruin tonight. But I ended up ruining it anyway.”

Honey-brown eyes darted towards the toy. Kenton wasn’t able to tell from the base. But upon further inspection, he recognized the custom marble coloring of blue and yellow the two of you picked out when you designed it. The one that he had all added ridges and bumps, especially for your pleasure. You were doing a test drive for him. All for him.

“Y/N, love,” he smiled softly, “you didn’t need to do this. You wouldn’t have messed anything up. We could have taken it slow. Just because it got here didn’t mean I would want to use it. I would've helped ease you into it. Besides, you didn’t ruin anything.”

You were wiping at blubbering tears, only managing to smile and nod in agreement. It was so relieving to know you didn’t ruin the experience. Things would be perfect if this toy weren’t stuck inside of your pussy.

Nanami leaned down, pressing his lips against yours, kissing you deeply. “Mm Y/N~” Feeling his lips against you had you moaning as you kissed him back. Nanami pulled back, his cock throbbing in his pants. “Alright, let’s get this toy out of you. But I need you to put in some effort.” You hummed, nodding eagerly.

“Okay, how can I help?”

“Be good,” Nanami commanded before fucking the toy into you.

You threw your head back, turning it from side to side as the custom ridges and bumps hit your g-spot perfectly, just how Nanami had designed it. Your toes curled, thighs shaking as you gasped out cries of pleasure. Nanami smirked, listening to the squelching sounds of your pussy.

“Fuck, you like that? Your pretty cunt sounds like she loves it~.”

“Ah, fuck, yes!! Nnngh!” You gripped your pillow, staring at him through your lashes. “B-But I want you more~! Please, I want to feel you.”

“Yeah, you do?” His voice was full of faux curiosity. “But Y/N, you were bad.” His eyes were dark as he twisted the toy he fucked in in and out of you. “You got yourself into a situation, didn’t you? One that you had to call me to come fix.”

Your eyes were wide, pupils dilated, fixed on him. Fucking hell, he looked so fucking hot. Eyes dark, eyes focused on the toy he customized for you. You needed him inside of you. You needed him to be the one rearranging your guts. Slowly, you slid your foot over, rubbing your foot over the hard bulge straining in his dress pants. The contact had him hunching over, jaw-dropping as he groaned.

“Please, Ken~ I need you. I need you so bad.”

He was breathing heavily, glaring down at you. “Fine.” He yanked the toy out, chuckling at the gasp you let out as the giant toy popped out of your cunt. “Do you need me?” His hands quickly moved, undoing his belt before tugging them down as he slotted between your thighs.

“Yes Kento, I need yo—oooh!!!” Nanami’s cock slammed into you before you finished your plea.

“You feel so fucking good.” Kento tilted his head back, hips slamming into you at a pace that had you seeing stars. The veins in his neck popped out as he gritted his teeth. “Holy fuck, your cunt is so wet! You were feeling it, weren't you?”

You weren’t going to last. You were already so close. Nanami wasn’t doing any better himself. His cock throbbed deep inside of you as he set a brutal pace. Slamming in and out, fucking you as deep as he could. The tip of his cock slammed against your cervix. It was a painful pleasure that had your mouth dropping in an ‘O’ shape. God, you might die. This was too good.

Nanami grabbed your face, jerking your head to look at him. “You look at me when you cum, you fucking hear me?” His mouth was on yours, tongue sliding against yours, capturing every whine and moan you made as his cock slammed into every sweet spot.

As much as you wanted to close your eyes, you obeyed Nanami’s instructions. Y/E/C on his as you screamed into his mouth. You came, squirting, whining, and crying. Nanami pulled back, face flushed as he growled like a fucking incubus. Feeding off of you, your orgasm, every part of you. Feeling you cum, seeing that fucked out expression plastered across your flushed face. It had Nanami cumming so hard. His balls clenched as he emptied his seed inside of you, painting your walls.

“Fuuuck, Y/N, fuuuck.” His hips slowed, his hands gently massaging your hips as he laid down with you. His arms wrapped around you, spooning you close. “I love you, god, you’re perfect.”

Breathing heavily, you giggled, relaxing in his arms. “I-I love you too.” You lazily smiled as you ran your fingers over his forearms, tracing shapes. “Thanks for saving me, Kento.”

His chest vibrated with a rich chuckle, lips grazing your neck. “Anything for you my love.” His lips pressed against your cheek, and you knew he meant every word.

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kentocee · 3 days

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Do you still accept JJK requests?

Jjk men and the classic 'there was only one bed in the hotel room' :D

Would be great if it isn't during a mission, I prefer the peaceful AU's but you do you, whatever you like ^^

JJK Men React to Sharing A Bed With You

• JJK Men x Fem!reader HCs • (18+)

Characters: Gojo, Nanami, Toji, Choso

CW: one bed trope!, implied sexual content, suggestive content

Cee’s Note: imma be honest….I purposely left out Geto 🫣 idk why but I was blanking with him. If y’all wanna see this trope with him y’all gotta send me ideas 😭. But anywho, I hope y’all enjoy ✌🏽

**Minors do NOT interact; explicit content ahead**

Gojo

He a little TOO chill about it

He will play it off like it’s no big deal to share the bed.

He’s already getting comfortable before you could even process what’s going on.

“Don’t worry, I’ll behave. Unless you don’t want me to” 😉

You’re starting to think he tipped off the receptionist for this room.

He will find ways to be close or cuddle with you

“It’s a little chilly in here. Don’t want you to catch a cold” 😏

While cuddling, he will leave kisses to your shoulders and neck

His hands will lower inch by inch down your body, as if he was testing the waters to see if you’d let him

You didn’t oppose to the touching and before you knew it his fingers were under your panties playing with your clit

Nanami

Oh he wants this BAD but he doesn’t want you to feel uncomfortable

This man will risk back pains to sleep on the floor if you asked him too

But little did he know, you were about to do the same for him

“It’s ok, you can take the bed and I’ll sleep on the floor”

“Absolutely NOT!”

After two minutes of you both refusing for the other to sleep on the ground, you both decided to share the bed

Nanami keeps to his side of the bed to be respectful but that didn’t last long as you practically buried your head against his broad chest

“You don’t mind?”

“Not at all, sweetheart. Comfortable?” 😉

You were comfortable alright. Even more once you were straddling his lap. 👀

Choso

You were more flustered about it than he was

He didn’t mind sharing a bed with you at all

In fact he wanted nothing more than to be as close as possible to you

If you are at the far side of the bed, he’ll frown at the gap

“You’re so far from me. C’mere” 🥺

His face was nuzzled in your neck and his arms wrapped around you from behind

With your back and bum pressed against his front, he couldn’t help the tent forming in his pants

You could feel his member pressing against your back and you may or may not have grinded your hips against him in response 🤭

Toji

So what had happened was…he could only afford the room with one bed 💀

But to him, a bed is a bed at the end of the day

Mans doesn’t care if there was one or two beds, as long as he gets some sleep

“Well aren’t you coming?”

He’s already bundling under the sheets before you could even answer

His big ass took up all the space leaving you only the edge of the bed

“To be honest, I’d prefer you on top than next to me” 😏

Despite his comment, you laid next to him and attempted to roll his body over for more space

He rolled in the opposite direction and instead rolled on top of you, with you directly under him

“This better, princess?”

Yes this was indeed better 🤭

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slvttyplum · 5 days

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Okay this isn’t mean to be like those weird requests you’ve been getting but ik it’s kinda difficult. Bu readers throat hurting and Gojo being like “I have something that can fix that😏” yk how guys be saying and reader actually accepts. IF ITS WEIRD IM SORRY I DONT MEANT IT I JISY THOUGHt IT WOIOD BE FUNNY

for some reason this is really short… sorry

your throat has been hurting for days, and there was nothing that was helping. you had to just wait it out, but satoru couldn't stand to let you sit there in agony, so he had to do something about it. standing in front of you, rubbing down your hair and slowly lifting your chin, and his other hand unbuttoning his pants.

was satoru sad because your throat hurt? yes. was he using that as an excuse to get you to suck his dick? also yes. satoru wasn't the perfect guy; sometimes he was selfish, and this time he just wanted to be selfish a little while longer before pampering you.

"open your mouth, baby." your mouth opening wide, your tongue out as he pulls down his pants and briefs, his dick landing on your tongue, and his hand sliding to the side of your face, grabbing his dick and sliding it into your mouth. your hands on his hips as he slides himself in deeper, the tip of his dick touching the back of your throat, a little bit of his cum rubbing against it.

his eyes watching every little thing you were doing, tracing over how your tongue slides around his length, then sliding your head back to lick over the tip. his thumb rubbing over your hollow cheeks, sucking in his stomach, holding himself back from slamming himself into you, the taste of his dick lingering in the back of your throat.

there was no pain but immense pleasure, your throat tingling as you kept sliding down on his dick, licking everything and making sure he could feel the way your cheeks hollowed out whenever you went down. satorus eyes squeezing shut as you keep going, your breath sucking on as you throat down deeper on him.

the pain that was lingering in the back of your throat for the last couple of days was slowly disappearing the more his dick hit the back of your throat. you would rather have this feeling of gagging over him than that pain.

"are you starting to feel better?" satoru looked back down on you, olacing his other hand on the side of your cheek as he pushed himself deeper into you. he couldn't hold out anymore; the more your spit was covering his dick, the more he felt like he was going to cum.

his hips were moving on their own as satoru kept going, his eyes squeezing shut as he finished, his cum leaking down your tongue and down your throat, sliding his dick out of your mouth as he watched you swallow.

"good job."

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tender-rosiey · 9 months

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candy pretty! — nanami kento x f!reader

a/n: okay but what would nanami do if his little girl had a crush on gojo’s son 😏

nanami is a mature man, calculated, collected, and the picture perfect adult. he is the best husband who, without fail, treats you like a queen.

he is also the best dad out there and your six year old daughter will always defend that with her entire being. she is also very ready to throw hands at whoever disagrees. right now, however, the one throwing hands is your husband.

and it’s either at gojo’s son or gojo himself.

but the boy did nothing, and gojo deserves a beating anyways so he settles for the latter.

that’s at least until his darling daughter came in with the biggest smile on her cute face and holding a note—probably written by gojo’s son, considering the very terrible and unstable handwriting, but the small smiley face and cute heart—as she squealed, “daddy, daddy! akio invited me to a playdate!”

it takes every bone in nanami not to walk to gojo’s house and throw him in the nearest trashcan where he belongs; instead, he smiles gently at his daughter, “that’s great, d/n. when are you going?”

“right now!”

“sure—wait…now?”

she nods excitedly. nanami sighs then gives her a thumbs up, and the girl takes it as a cue to excitedly run to her room with giggles and squeaks, “mommy, he said yes!”

he hears you respond through the door and he can practically hear the smile in your voice, “really? that’s awesome! let’s get you dressed up, pretty girl,” you and her run happily run to her room and nanami smiles at the sound of footsteps.

he loves how lively it makes the house feel.

then hears the door close and he leans back into his seat.

moments pass by. a deep breath he takes, and a stare he gives the ceiling before mumbling very quietly, “what the fuck.”

“ooo, daddy said a bad word!”

“put the money in the jar, kento!”

ugh, this is going to be a long day.

the both of you are already dressed, and your daughter is busying herself with her favorite comic while you help your husband get ready.

he is glaring at the mirror and you chuckle while straightening his collar, “what’s on your mind, handsome? dad instincts acting up? she is growing up; she is bound to have crushes.”

he nods with a sigh, “I know, but like it’s gojo’s kid.”

“yeah?”

“no, y/n, it’s gojo’s.”

“oh right…ew. ew to gojo, not the kid. akio is an absolute sweetheart.”

he snorts, “he probably takes after his mom,” then he kisses your forehead when you’re done tying his tie, “but the thought of being related to gojo is just…” he grimaces, shaking his head, and that’s all you need to understand.

he can almost imagine it: them a couple of years later, completely and utterly in love, and he would be so happy for them. anyone who ensures the happiness and safety of his daughter is an a+ for nanami.

then gojo will enter, loudly and dramatically, and he won’t hear the ending of his annoyances, a pain he thought he will get rid of before he enters his 40s at least. he looks at the bright side: at least, he will have you by his side.

you lightly smack his—very broad and muscular—shoulder, “now, you’re being dramatic! he isn’t that bad.”

a stare of silence is what you’re met with until your daughter interrupts the judging look of your husband, “mommy! daddy! ‘gotta go! he is waiting!”

your husband sighs once again and you giggle, pulling him with you towards the car.

the ride is quiet, save for your and your daughter’s singing and her rambles about how excited she is to see akio, along with your husband’s frown as he realizes that maybe he is getting protective of her even against akio.

it doesn’t take much time, before you’re already in the gojo household and are seated while the kids are playing in akio’s room.

it’s just you, kento, and gojo because mama gojo went out to work. you would’ve loved to catch up with her about the latest gossip in town.

gojo grins as he looks at the both of you, “so how’s nanamin feeling about the kids’ love story?”

an instant scowl is plastered on your husband’s handsome face and it makes you and gojo laugh out loud. gojo understands why he is protective. when he has a daughter himself, he will probably never let a boy near her.

you cup kento’s face to press a kiss to his cheek and it relaxes him, even if it’s just a tiny bit. gojo lets out a whistle and both you and your husband glare at him.

you hear some rustling in akio’s room, before your daughter bursts out, red-faced and running towards you. she buries her face in your legs and you softly ask her, “what’s wrong, honey?”

nanami gently rubs her back and it encourages her to speak up, even if her voice is a mere murmur, “akio called me pretty,” she fidgets with her fingers. you and nanami share a look of a helpless smile and pat your daughter’s hair.

soon after, akio comes running out of his room , “d/n? are you okay? miss y/n, is she sick? is she okay? I can get that…uh—yellow thingy mommy gives me when I am sick!”

you chuckle and stroke your daughter’s hair lovingly, “don’t worry, hun; she is just a little shy about being called pretty,” you hear her huff on your legs and she looks up to frown at you.

you chuckle and kiss her forehead while nanami is staring—read: probably glaring or planning something—at akio.

akio tilts his head in confusion, “but she is pretty? the prettiest girl ever! even prettier than candy!”

your daughter whines, burying her face further into your leg, “akioo, stop!”

gojo chuckles, watching the scene unfold and thinking about how his very evident charms were passed down to his kid.

but the compassion in his eyes as he worriedly looks at d/n is definetly from his mom. akio pads his way to d/n, and gently pats her head, “I am sorry; please don’t be mad at me.”

he pouts and looks away while blushing, “you’re my favorite person to play with…and I never—um,” he hides his faces his shirt, “want to make you sad.”

your daughter peaks at him and you could swear you could hear the slow music and the chiming bells. you could also bet that the wind is a paid-actor cause when did the window open anyways?

your husband taps your shoulder and points at gojo, who is turning on a fan to give this sweet moment more drama.

and so, after a while, the playdate comes to a close and you’re at the door saying goodbye to the gojos—who you will probably see tomorrow, but whatever.

gojo is leaning against the door as he grins, “let’s do this again soon.”

your husband takes out a cloth to wipe his glasses, “I would rather not.”

you gently elbow him before kneeling beside your daughter, “come on, d/n; say bye to akio and uncle gojo.”

“bye bye, uncle gojo,” she waves and he excitedly waves back then she looks at akio in silence.

the poor boy is overthinking why she isn’t saying goodbye to him and he is probably about to tear up. however, your daughter finally musters up the courage and walks towards him.

they look at each other for a moment before your daughter pecks his cheek and dashes to the car.

akio stares in front of him before becoming a blushing mess and falling to the ground. it’s chaos from there on out.

gojo is cackling like he never laughed before in his life. your husband is speechless and probably planning murder. you’re trying to do your best to calm him down, but it seems like there will be no stopping this man.

family dinners will be so interesting.

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noroi1000 · 1 year

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I have a spicy request it a Gojo & Geto and short wife reader. One day Geto and Gojo found this cursed items that make a person answer any questions honest and truthfully no matter. So they decided to test it on y/n and they ask y/n rather spicy question at that. Thinking she give a them a innocent answer because they think she is too innocent to have such dirty thoughts but instead they get the opposite of it. The question is what your dirty fantasy? Y/n said it is to be double penetration in one aka she wants both of their dick inside of her pussy. Breeding her like crazy until she gets pregnant and she wants their baby’s . She wants them to cum in her like their animals in mating season. She wanted them cum so much that you think their got poison in somehow and they are cum out. She want her pussy to be sore and abused from them breeding attempts. She wants to be cover in their cum from head to toe and inside and outside. Let say after hearing that. Both Gojo and Geto decided to be good husbands and help their little wife fantasy 😉 😏

Perverted Truth

Paring: Husband Gojo & Husband Geto x Innocent Wife reader

Words: 2,3k

Summary: Your husbands put a cursed belt on you that makes you tell nothing but the truth. To see if it works, they ask you about the most perverted things. When they find out that their innocent wife has such fantasies, they decide to make it come true.

Warnings: Smut (hard fucking, two cocks in pussy, deep throat, sperm eating, balls licking)

"Are you sure it's safe?"

"Yeah, why not?"

"Satoru, any cursed item can be dangerous. I don't understand why you took it from the warehouse without permission."

"Suguru, nobody uses it. So what is it there for? We'll make use of it~." He said with a triumphant smile.

"What do you want to do?" He asked standing next to him.

"We'll put this cursed little belt on our sweet wife~. And ask her some questions~."

When they got home, it was quiet most of the time.

Gojo took care that no one would see that he had taken this item. And Geto didn't even want to know what he wanted to ask you.

Well, that could be useful if they were unsure if you loved them. However, you certainly love them. After all, you have two of them as husbands!

You certainly don't have any lover because you're too innocent to do that.

You are so small and lovely to them. They meet all your needs, so why should you have anyone other than them?

But he had to know...

He didn't want his white-haired friend, whose wife you are also, to ask you any hurtful question.

"What questions are you going to ask her?" he asked suddenly.

"Huh?"

"You know what you want to ask her?"

"Hmm... I was thinking of asking her which of us she prefers more..."

"You've gone crazy, haven't you?"

This can hurt you because later you'll be sad when one of them gets mad at you.

"But I know she'll say she loves us just the same." He said looking around. Looking for inspiration.

Until suddenly he looked at his pants, knowing that between his legs he had a dick.

He smiled.

"I'd love to hear her talk about what she thinks about our dicks." he laughed, sending a perverted smile to his friend.

"Do you really want to ask her that?"

"Maybe she'll blush too, but even because she's innocent there must be something she thinks about our dicks."

If Geto hadn't been driving, he probably would have hit him.

But still, he wanted to know too...

To see your cute face when you say something about their lengths...

"I would ask about her sexual fantasies. What she would like to do and what she is thinking about." Geto said as a smile appeared on his lips.

"Dirty thoughts, huh?" he laughed. "That's a good plan. Even though we can't expect anything like BDSM or millions of toys, and probably nothing spicy. After all, our little wife is so cute and innocent~."

"I think she's thinking something like she can suck us both while she's kneeling in front of us. Or long hours of slow, intense sex."

"Hmm... Dirty but gentle. However, it's all her. She falls apart when one of us fucks her. She is so tiny! I don't know if she ever thought of something like we both fuck her at the same time. Her pussy is tight, her ass is tight. We barely fit in. And her body is so cute." Gojo laughed as he watched the passing trees. "I'm curious what she'll say. Even if it's probably not something strong."

"But her innocence is adorable." The dark haired man added.

"So fucking adorable. Even so, I want to hear something lecherous fall from her mouth. But I don't think we'll get a dirty answer anyway. She's too sweet and innocent."

But it was worth testing you.

"T-Toru, what is it?” you asked as a thin strap that was almost like a collar was fastened around your neck. However, you didn't know why they put it on.

"What I should do now? Ah, this is a belt that will allow us to ask you any question and you will answer honestly, honestly, without any lies." Satoru said.

"What?" you asked, grabbing belt. It looked a bit older.

Cursed item?

"You do not have to worry. We just want to ask you a few not-so-important questions." Suguru said, reassuring you.

"You love us?"

Before you could answer as you wanted, your lips started to move involuntarily.

"I love you." you said.

You covered your mouth. You didn't say it with your will.

So it works?

This response was very fast, and even robotic. It's like it's hardwired into you.

"Oh? It works, Suguru. I think..."

"Let's ask another question to make sure... Which of us do you love more?"

Your lips moved involuntarily again.

"I love you both the same. You are the most important to me."

"I still don't believe..." said the dark haired one looking at you.

Even though it sounded different from what you say, you would answer the same.

"Let's start with something else. Whose cock do you prefer?" He smirked as he looked at you with his blue eyes.

They've pushed you into deep water now.

You would always avoid that answer because it's too embarrassing.

But your mouth opened.

So it really works.

"I like both dicks. I can not choose."

They both smiled suddenly as you blushed.

"What do you think about our dicks? Are we destroying your little pussy?" he asked with a smile on his face while Geto stood by, thinking what next question to ask.

"I like your dicks. They're both so big. Every time we have sex you destroy my pussy so much."

Their smiles were dark.

When you say that, it means that you mean it.

Maybe their little innocent wife wasn't as innocent as they thought?

"ooh? I didn't expect you to have such dirty thoughts. Tell us more." Suguru said as he put his wedding ring to his face, kissing it for you to see clearly.

"What are your fantasies? Your dirtiest fantasy?"

"That you both fuck my pussy at the same time."

You saw them smiling.

Your face was so red.

"Something else?"

"That we both breed my pussy until I'm pregnant with your children. That you cum inside me so much and often. I want my pussy bruised and sore from how hard you fuck me when you use me for breeding. I want to be covered in your cum from head to toe, inside and out. Feeling your cum run down my body and out of my pussy while you continue to fuck me."

Their eyes widened when they heard that. You noticed that their ears turned red.

And when you looked at their pants, you saw bulges forming.

"Wow...that was..." Suguru started but stopped, covering his growing smile with his hand.

"It was so lascivious, baby~." Finished Gojo, openly showing his satisfaction.

He began to take off his sorcerer's uniform.

When Geto got a signal from him, he did the same.

And clearly showed his smile too.

"So you want us to breed that little pussy?" Suguru asked.

And the thing around your neck told you to tell the truth.

"I really want this." You said.

And when they both approached you without their shirts on, you protested.

"W-Wait! N-Now?!!"

Then your shirt was torn. The fabric lay in tatters next to your legs.

"We didn't know you wanted to fuck so hard. But now that we know, we'll make your fantasy come true. Have you thought about fucking in the throat as well? I'd like to pour my cum on your face..."

"Yes." You replied and tugged on belt to take it off.

"Here." Suguru took it off you and threw it on the floor.

Just like your bra.

He picked you up as Satoru started sucking on your nipples.

You went to the bedroom as fast as you could.

If you knew, you'd put foil on the bed.

Of course, if you knew your sex tonight would be wet play.

Because it was very wet.

You were supposed to stretch before they fucked you.

That's why you were lying there at their behest, with the toy working deep inside your pussy.

Two orgasms left the bed beneath you wet. And it wasn't a pleasant feeling.

Saliva and tears ran down your face as your husbands fucked your throat until they both came down your esophagus.

You swallowed all of Satoru's cum hard. And then they made you sit down with Suguru's cum in your mouth and let it all out.

And then they happily watched your red face as you opened your mouth, letting a waterfall of semen flow down your chin.

A white thick fluid has covered your neck, flowing down your chest. Some drops even on your tummy.

What was left in your mouth, you swallowed.

You felt your stomach fill with the amount of their cum.

And that was just the beginning.

One of them fucked you first. Bringing you to two more orgasms as you squirted on them and on the bed.

You were oversensitive.

Suguru fucked you for the next few minutes before he came, squirting all over your belly and covering your clitoris with sperm.

As they switched so Geto could rest for a while and get ready for the next round, Gojo started fucking you.

With another orgasm, you felt your clitoris throbbing as the pleasure began to ache.

Even though they often fuck you in turn, it was your fifth orgasm.

God, that was so good... That's what you were thinking. Will they agree to this?

You felt the semen flowing all over your body.

Before he came, Satoru stretched out and smeared Geto's semen on your clit with the tip.

"You look so pretty covered in our cum~." He moaned before coming, covering your thighs white and stuffing the rest into your pussy.

You were exhausted by the time it happened. Sweat, tears, saliva, your arousal and their cum ran down your body.

At least they gave you a break.

You lay there with your thighs shaking as Satoru struggled looking at the sight of your exhausted body. To quickly get your erection back to continue.

You were wondering how much sperm they still have.

They usually come so much...

And now they were both on a mission for several days. So you didn't have sex.

Which just meant there was enough sperm in their balls to pour it on you.

"How soon do you think you'll be hard?" Geto asked, watching Gojo come off his high. And he started massaging his half-hard cock, looking at your tired body.

"One sec. Put your dick on her face and it will be even faster..." He moaned laughing.

What a friend he could have been if he hadn't.

His thighs appeared behind your head, and he placed his hard length against your face.

Wanting it (but not admitting it), you moved closer, enjoying the way he held your head higher as you kissed his balls.

Enjoying the way his cock bounced when you did.

"Will you do the same to me?" Satoru asked, walking over to you and placing his balls on your lips as he regained his hardness.

You opened your mouth, sucking on the soft skin, watching him smile with pleasure.

You placed your hands on their inner thighs, feeling the muscles.

Before you knew it, Suguru left a drop of precum on your lips and then they both pulled away.

Satoru placed you on Suguru's chest as he reached for his length, shoving it inside you.

It wasn't the first time he touched Geto's cock.

In fact, they were both shameless.

Satoru was able to sit between the two of you on the couch and start fucking you with his fingers or massaging your clit as he massaged Suguru's cock.

In return, you and he could massage his cock.

You guess that at some point your sex will take you to other heights. And they'll fuck each other as they fuck you too.

But for now, they will fulfill your fantasy.

Good thing you didn't have to tell them you had another fantasy now...

You were distracted, so you didn't feel the initial pain as Satoru's cock dilated you even more.

You thought you'd break.

"Such a small pussy... So tight... But you take the second cock so well. Just... Take it easy... That's right..." said Satoru as his pubic bone touched your clitoris and Suguru's sperm stuck to his pubic hair.

You thought you passed out because when you woke up they were already moving inside of you. And you couldn't make a sound other than moans and cries and screams.

It didn't hurt. But watching two big cocks disappear inside your pussy is something unbelievable. It's something that would never fit inside of you. However, they adjusted it.

Satoru's thighs glistened with semen and your juices. And you guess it's the same with Suguru when he was lying under you.

You probably came on top of them, covering them with your fluids and passed out.

It all just made them laugh.

Your pussy was bruised from their blows. Every touch of his body against yours was painful. Your lower lips ached, but each time they entered you, it washed over you with pleasure.

Both hot freaks kissed your womb, only asking you to be filled to the brim with their cum.

Until your belly gets round from the amount of their cum, and then you're pregnant with their babies.

They would do anything to get one of your cells fertilized by Satoru and the other by Suguru.

And the more often and longer they fuck you, that might be possible. If it works out somehow.

If there are curses in this world, such cases must also happen.

Your words were gibberish as they both pressed against you, holding their lengths inside you as they shot cum into your womb.

Warming up your core even more.

"We'll breed you until there's not a drop of sperm in our balls. And tomorrow we start all over again."

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notyashiro128 · 4 months

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Iam sorry

Small one-shot

Fluff fluff fluff

Megumi During the day he'll be ignoring you being a bit mean to you

Because He doesn't want Nobara Yuji and Gojo to know about your relationship with him

But today He was so mean to you that you were sick and cuz of what he's done you got angry

"fushiguro can you please give me your notes?" You asked him

Yuji and nobara They were behind you

They asked Megumi before you but Megumi's response was no

"Why didn't you write your note?" he was upset

"no, I was a little tired can I take them? "You asked nicely

"Don't take responsibility, you idiot" he said Coldly leaving the class

'Did this mf called me idiot that bitch then in the night he'll be beging me to sleep with him ' you said it to yourself

"What a mean .hey it ok y/n " Nobara tried to calm you down

"Its okay y/n I'll tell him later to give us-"You interrupted Yuji

"no, We don't need his notes"You left the class and closed the door hard behind you. You went to your dorm as soon as you entered, took off your shoes and went to your bed to sleep.

In middle of night about 2 am

As soon as you woke up, you noticed Megumi sitting at your table, writing something. you couldn't help but feel a bit surprised. You wondered how he had gotten there and why and what he was writing in your room without your permission. You decided to confront him and demand an explanation for her actions.

"m-megumi" you said sleeply Megumi turned to you and got up, walking towards you

"What are you doing here "you said sleepily with a soft town

He then lay down next to you and quickly you sat on your bed. "What are you doing here?' you asked madly" I just came to write you the notes you need and I want to sleep with you today" . You gave him look, "huh? " Side eye 😏

"Its just sorry I yelled at you in the morning," He then grabbed your hands and pushed you to lie on your back while Megumi placed his head on top of your chest ( what a boobie guy)

"I'm sorry" He nuzzles your neck and then h buries his face in your chest even more

"ah me_gumi stop, you're crushing me" you were about to moan

"Oh, I forgot that they are very sensitive but soft like a pillow or marshmallow~," he murmured sleepy then He laid next to you on his side while you lay on your back you you got up and sat in a chair,

"Y/N. What's wrong with you?" He sat on a bed. "Don't talk to me. I won't sit next to you" you said Coldly

."Why said I'm sorry? " He said it softly. " No, I will not accept your sorry, sorry won't fix a broken heart"

As Megumi approached you, you couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy. You quickly rose from your seat and tried to distance yourself from him, but he followed you. Suddenly, you found yourself pressed against a wall, his hand resting on your waist. You couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement and nervousness as butterflies fluttered in your stomach. You mustered up the courage to speak up, "Please, stay away from me, Fushiguro."

When you called him by His first name he knows that you are upset

Then he picked you up and put you in a bed. He covered you with a blanket and hugged you tightly. You were tired

iam sorry *kiss at your forehead* iam sorry*kiss at the tip of your nose* " iam sorry" * kisses at your cheeks* "iam sorry" * kiss at your lips* you giggled trying to hide your smile

As Megumi hugged you tightly, you could feel his hand running over your arm. He leaned in towards you and planted a gentle kiss on your cheek, followed by the words, "I love you." You couldn't help but feel a shiver run down your spine as you realized how soft and warm his touch was. The moment was so tender and intimate that it made you feel safe and loved.

"I love you too goodnight," You Said quickly trying to back to sleep. Megumi couldn't sleep, but he kept watching you.

What's next?

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izukuisbaby · 2 years

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⊹˚.⋆ OUR FAVOURITE DILFS WITH A FAMOUS S/O - JUJUTSU KAISEN

℘. flora's notes : I've had this idea forever but I couldn't manage to write it UNTIL NOW. my idea was that reader is a model so it's kind of based on that, though you are free to be famous for whatever reason u want 💀

℘. send me a request ! : i would love to write this for other jjk characters (especially TOJI) but please give me ideas cuz i can't find anything :((

℘. gn, male, female reader 💓

m.list | comment and reblog if you enjoyed ! i am not posting at peek hours i would rly appreciate it if u could reblog w related tags 🥰

★ 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎

℘. he 100% stalked you on your socials and knew everything about you

℘. it's also very likely that he slid into your DMs shamelessly

℘. something cringe like : " what a pretty human in a pretty restaurant, we should go there together sometime 😏"

℘. but we all know this mf, he didn't stop at ONE DM

℘. no, his name is elegantly followed by "9+ messages" all of them being cringe pick up lines to beg you to go on a date with him 😍

℘. and you eventually agreed but it was mostly for him to leave you in peace

℘. he was convinced you'd fall for his charms and unfortunately, he was right... can't blame you I would too

℘. and since your first kiss - which was an officialization of your relationship to him - he would not shut up about it

℘. everytime y'all are out in public he makes it clear he's your boyfriend for the paparazzis

℘. gojo loves attention... so he LOVES paparazzis

℘. he thinks y'all are the most goal couple to exist and brags about it

℘. "y/n, can you imagine what other people must think of us : "the strongest and the most famous (your job of choice), they were meant to be"

℘. you have 100% your own ship name and fanpages, you're labeled as the "hot couple" who is edited on tik tok 24/7

℘. I don't think I insisted enough on how he BOASTS about dating you to whoever shows a spark of interest in his life

℘. the poor nanami hears about it every second of the day and is FED UP with it, but his last straw was when gojo was talking about you to a curse they were suppose to eliminate...

℘. he has you and him on a fun fair date as a wallpaper and purposely leaves his phone on during meetings so everyone can see he's dating you... and also to get yet another occasion to brag

⊹

★ 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎

℘. HE WOULD BE SO SUPPORTIVE

℘. he will attend all of your shows and interviews, always on the front row. sometimes walking for a show can be pretty stressful for you but seeing his angel face calms you down and gives you back your confidence in an instant <3

℘. ... he's very active on LinkedIn and he reposts your achievements/front pages with a professional yet sweet and admirative commentary

℘. he likes to go backstage before your shows so he can give you one last forehead kiss and compliment

℘. never hesitates to tell paparazzis to back off, he doesn't like his privacy invaded but he will gladly take pictures of you with a fan for them

℘. his favourite photo that he has everywhere is one a selfie you took before a show with a world renowned brand. you looked so stunning and confident, it never fails to make him smile when he looks at it

℘. i feel like he didn't really know you, just saw you from one or two front pages but it didn't click until you told him you were a (your job)

℘. i don't know why but i think you would have met on a dating app 😭 like nanami is tired of being single and he told gojo about it WHO OBVIOUSLY WAS KIN ON HELPING ! and he got to discover your personality first, which is the most precious part of you in his opinion

℘. because yes you ARE attractive but no one but him knows the part of you that is the most beautiful and he loves that

℘. i think he can't help but be a bit jealous that people simp over you so he would never refuse to take a cute picture for the world to see

℘. on your third date, he asked you to be his partner and gave you a ring as an officialization. since them, you've been wearing it as a lucky charm and you never take it off

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suguru-getos · 5 months

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Fluffember with Satoru Gojo

Prompt: Sharing a drink

Summary: You are in the early phases of your relationship with Satoru where you haven't even kissed each other yet. Taking things comfortingly and achingly slow. You go on a date with him where you share a drink together. <3 Warnings: None, it's absolutely fluffy in the most Dark Academia of ways since it has an almost poetic depiction of my love for this man lol. I have self-indulged here, so the reader is lean (Mentioning of his palm almost covering our waist); apart from that - nothing else. Let me know if I've missed anything loves x -> Talk to me about the man ;)

You hadn't spent much time with Gojo Satoru yet, however that didn't mean that the early stages of the relationship are not memorable and enticing in the least. Take today for an example, you can't wait for work to finish & go on a coffee date with him. It's barely been 10 days of you two agreeing to be in a committed relationship with each other. Your backgrounds were totally different, your brother goes to Jujutsu High and as his guardian who lives in Japan- you had met Satoru Gojo several times. He had introduced him to you as his teacher when he was 15, and now he is 18. A third year and ready to graduate. Satoru met you when you were 20, and he was 26 that time. There was always an eerie, unspoken mystery between you two. You didn't try on him though, as good looking and fluent in English as he was… something about there being no chances ever to exist caused your behaviour to carry a severe astonishing indifference towards him. Something that bewildered even Satoru always, though he was happy that there is someone who does not kiss the floor he walks on. It felt a good change, the only people who behave normally with him are his male counterparts, and women like Shoko and Utahime who know he is not to be taken so seriously at times.

Until on your brother's 18th birthday, he got him a fucking Mercedes. That was- interesting to say the least. You had talked to him here and there but your brother's birthday bash is the moment when you two started talking for real. Hobbies, what are your favourite places to visit, what irks you off, how his technique works… everything. Hell he cockily showed you his domain as well, something so beautiful you were haunted by it in your dreams.

You shake off all the thoughts in your head when one of your colleagues asked your help in something. He was a junior and often came to you with his series of questions and doubts. So far you hadn't mentored anyone really… though everything has started to remind you about Satoru Gojo. How good of a mentor he is for your sibling… Damn it, that man- you still haven't kissed for fuck's sake! Just gone on a casual movie date when he had to run off when your brother felt his CE in your house. Pft- funny… you can't wait for him to judge Satoru as a boyfriend when you finally tell him.

Satoru Gojo [3:00 PM]: Hey! :D You up for the date after work right???

You bit your lip as your phone's home screen lit up with the familiar name, no you haven't saved his contact cutely yet… you can't afford to move too fast. Don't want to be the one to fall first and fall harder and then get your heart broken to pieces.

You [3:01 PM]: Yeah, ofc! I'd get free by 5. Send me the pin.

Satoru Gojo [3:01 PM]: LOL

Satoru Gojo [3:01 PM]: 🤣🤣😏

Satoru Gojo [3:01 PM]: She thinks I'll not pick her fine ass up, mkay girl

You smiled a little at the text, biting your lip and raising your hand for your colleague to stop talking. He complied, seeing you so occupied and having dusted cheeks.

You [3:02 PM]: Okay, I'll wait :)

You're a dry texter at times, but you can be extremely chaotic when you're comfortable. Satoru still needed to unlock that gremlin potential after all.

Oh you can't wait for your work day to end, glancing at the time, listening to songs, finishing the Knowledge Transfer session with your junior colleague. Finally, it was 5:00 PM. You aren't one of the people who leave work on the dot, but today is an exception. You left your seat at 4:50, gliding towards the washroom and doing a final touch up on your make-up, before leaving outside.

There he stood, the man himself. Body language easy as a breeze, like a relief you'd expect when you see him with a tingle of nervousness that makes your heart ache. Oh he was wearing his glasses today, wearing a black shirt and some formal pants, waving his hands at you with a cheerful grin. He was the tallest amongst everyone walking by, easily visible and the most beautiful and ethereal of course.

You smiled back, walking towards him like an excited child and hugging him softly. Satoru wasn't soft at all though, single-handedly covering almost your entire waist into his palm and pulling you close, letting you drown in his expensive and luxurious cologne. Satoru smelled like power, if it was supposed to be a scent. A unique and distinguished scent that you wouldn't be too creepy to ask right now.

"Gosh little girl, I missed you. What're you doing to me?" He chuckled, walking alongside you and holding your hand possessively, intertwining fingers. Everything felt too much, and nothing at the same time. Nothing as in you wanted more, too much as in you can't take his touches which are now so relevant and so easy for him.

"I missed you too, Satoru." You still slur a little, and he looks down at you from his glasses, he loves how his name sounds from your voice. You've always called him Gojo san out of respect as your brother's sensei. Calling him Satoru helps break any restraints you have bounded yourself in.

Your office was near the bustling labyrinth of Tokyo city, and finding a neat and boujee coffee shop wasn't really hard for your boyfriend. You both walked in, and the barista was as mesmerised by Satoru at first glance as you were. Can't blame her, he is gut-wrenchingly beautiful after all. Sculpted by the gods.

"I'd like uh, to have?" He rips through your stray thoughts and smiles, looking down to match your height and leaning in a little closer to your face. "What'd my girl like to have?" Fucking hell you could combust! "I'd like to have a Chocolate Frappucino with an extra shot of espresso and some vanilla extract & caramel syrup please."

"Oh making a coffee mocktail are we?" Satoru grinned, and looked at the Barista who glanced expectantly at him for his order. "Oh we'd make an extra-large, and make it two straws kay?" He said is so casually though it was the cutest thing that has happened to you so far.

He held your hand and found a place for you and him, pulling your chair like a gentleman. "How was work, little one?" He muses, while you talk to him about your day, how you organized Zumba classes today for your colleagues and how your work was as hectic as ever but nothing to complain since you're not overworked.

He nods, and listens, like- really, really listens. For someone who talks a lot, Satoru was extremely observant and quiet right now.

Then, came the order, the Barista placing the tray with the coffee on the table & sliding in the two straws. "I hope you two enjoy." The venomous formality tinged with jealousy dripped out from her throat as she left. Satoru of course paid no mind… though you could observe how people looked at him. As if he was someone to attain.

You leaned in, wrapping your lips around the straw after dipping it into the coffee and took a sip. "Mm, so good." You almost moan a little at the exquisite taste. Satoru hands you the other straw, while you looked at him bewildered. His lips wrapped around 'your' straw, which had 'your' lipstick imprint and took a sip. Leaving you absolutely flustered and fazed. "So good, true… best thing I've ever tasted in 29 years." He hums with a genuine affirmation that only drives you off the edge. "Stop it, you're so dramatic!" You laughed, taking the other straw and sharing the drink.

How to make silly little things intimate - you could only hope to learn from Satoru Gojo <3 then again, you have several more dates with him to learn it after all. He was whipped and falling desolatingly fast for you.

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lightlycareless · 2 months

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hiii i rly love how you portray naoya and i really like how you got naoya's character on point like...... HOW

but like im imagining this headcanon wherein y/n and naoya are lovers and naoya brought up the topic of having an "open relationship" and naoya ends up getting no bitches/loses them in the process and y/n ends up getting approached by men who naoya respects a lot or someone he really looks up to and naoya becomes jealous and very insecure even though he was the one who wanted to open the relationship (reminds me of what you wrote about naoya's jealousy towards nanami)

Hello anon!

Awww, thank you so much ❤️❤️ I spent a lot of time thinking how to make Naoya as realistically possible, how to redeem him and such, which was difficult, but satisfying at the same time.

Yet, something a-hole behaviors of him would remain, lol it has to, or it wouldn't be him, you know???

And the open relationship thing is soooo in character for him. Ugh that man, seriously... As much as I want to deny it, I feel like he would bring it up (but in a universe he isn't like completely devoted to you, like he has yet to realize just how much you mean to him—all paths point to the same destination, it's just... how he gets there that matters lol)

Anyways, here are the warnings of this oneshot 😏: y/n has a harem essentially. gojo, suguru, nanami, and an extra one I've been dying to write. :)))) mentions of infidelity, naoya is a bastard. and a sprinkle of smut. fluff, and angst.

Without any further a do, happy reading!!

When the idea of an open relationship is suggested… the first of many fractures unwittingly struck your relationship.

First by shattering the image you had of him.

Sure, your feelings for Naoya remained, which is what made this ordeal far more painful…

But that didn’t mean you couldn’t harbor other emotions, such as anger.

“—just before we finally settle.” Is the lousy excuse he gives you when confronted, another stab to your heart. “Get it out of the system, you know?”

No. You don’t know, because for the past few years, Naoya is the only man you’ve had eyes for, to the point of imagining a future with him—and solely him.

It hurts to even consider he hasn’t been doing the same, probably already interested in some other woman, the reason behind his suggestion in the first place.

“I don’t want to…” you murmur, doing your best to not leave the table, or at least not shed a tear.

“It’ll only be a short time.” Naoya insists. “This way, we can know if we’re truly meant for each other. See if we don’t feel the same with others, hm?”

It’s stupid.

It really is—

Naoya’s suggestion… and your devotion to make him happy.

Because even after all the dumb things he said to justify the unjustifiable, you still wanted to please him.

“I guess we could go through restrictions or something, not that I have an—”

“No sex.” The rapid way in which you reply is something Naoya can’t help but find adorable, interpreting your eagerness as jealousy, overprotectiveness… before brushing it off as silly.

“Y/N—my love, you’re not seriously thinking we can reach a conclusion without that now, can we?”

Truth to be told, you didn’t want to find out. Not through this way at least, by laying in the arms of another…

Thus, could he really blame you for trying to fight it?

“Besides, don’t you want to try it out too?” Naoya smirks. “I’m fine with it, really. It’s a two-way street, after all. What’s good in me having all the fun?”

What hurts more?

That fact that Naoya wanted to pursue other women with your permission?

Or that he was pushing you onto other men, appearing careless to whatever you did or didn’t do with them?

It’s not that Naoya doesn’t care—far from that, really. He doesn’t like when men do as little as glance in your direction.

But he doesn’t worry because he knows there’s nothing to worry about.

Trusting that his hopelessly-in-love girlfriend would never betray him like that. Aware that your attention and devotion has been on him the moment you took him into your heart—and that no matter what, you’ll always come back to him.

It’s why he suggested the idea in the first place, because he’s long acknowledged that even past your limits, you still tolerate him.

Thus, unsurprised that you agreed to this change—Naoya leaving the apartment soon after that.

Looks like you were right in assuming he already had someone in mind to debut this new arrangement; willing to bet anything to prove he’s already on his way to her.

…Well, you hope that Naoya at least respects the only condition both agreed on: to not bring any partners to the apartment.

Not that you’d be there to see much of it anyways, opting to stay in your friend’s—Shoko— apartment for the time being.

“Can’t say I didn’t think him capable of doing something like that—but I guess I never thought he’d actually do it, not after dating you as long as he did.” She’d say, before taking a deep huff of her cigarette and exhaling.

You always found it endearing how she’d release the smoke to the side, as if it didn’t permeate the air around you… but at least Shoko cares enough to try. Not sure if you think the same of Naoya anymore…

“So much for having faith on him…”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” you say, offended yet intrigued by her implications.

“I mean, you knew of the rumors before dating him, Y/N.” Shoko adds, you sigh. That, you did. “I don’t want to say I told you so, but…”

“I guess I was hoping they weren’t real, either.” You slowly admit. “…What am I going to do, Shoko?”

A breakup isn’t exactly what you had in mind, certainly not what you wanted to do….

But why do that now when you could take advantage of this exploitable opportunity? An opening all too obvious to Shoko, which she doesn’t hesitate to let you know.

“Give him a taste of his own medicine.” She suddenly suggests. “He told you, didn’t he? That you were good to be with other men.”

“But I don’t want to.” You shake your head. “I don’t—I don’t think I can.”

“It’s exactly the same, just another face if that’s what you’re wondering.” Shoko explains, but to you, it was much deeper than that, always has been, for an emotional personal like you.

It’s why she was so angry that your beloved boyfriend was quick to disregard your feelings.

“Ok, sure, let’s say I agree.” You play along. “How do I even start? It’s been a while since I’ve been in the dating scene—I don’t even know if I’m still… desirable.”

Oh, if you only knew some were dying for this moment.

The first to approach you, and shockingly no less than a day after, was Gojo.

It was through an unexpected text, making you surprised he still had your number after all that time—or at all, considering you didn’t really text anyone outside of your family, close friends, and… Naoya.

Satoru once belonged to your social circle, but due to unknown reasons of his own, most likely to do with Suguru, he strayed.

Either way, you responded as amicably expected.

S: [Are you doing anything tonight?]

Y: [No… why?]

S: [Let’s get something to eat 😋]

Y: [Did you text the wrong person?]

S: [Wait, is this not Y/N’s number?]

Y: [It is…]

S: [Then I’ll pick you up later at Shoko’s apartment, 7 alright for you?]

Y: [Wait, how do you even know where I’m staying?]

S: [It’s a date, then! See you soon!]

It was good to see that Satoru remained as… well, pushy as ever. Not that you were glad to have been pulled into this outing without further precedent, but you eventually succumbed to the flow, and soon, you were in one of the fanciest restaurants of the city, sitting at a table Satoru had gotten through a reservation (difficult to do so given the status of the establishment, guess he can do anything that he sets his mind to), while chatting the evening away with just about anything that crossed his mind.

Regardless of how… oddly this situation came to be, you still found enjoyment in catching up with an old friend of yours. It had been so long since anyone had seen him, many even thought he had left the country all together.

Not that you had a way to know, since your connections were already limited thanks to Naoya—One of the many things you’ve had to sacrifice in to keep your attention solely on him.

…

Was your relationship with him always this consuming?

Well, you had lots of catch up with Satoru either way—it almost felt like you were getting to know him all over again! Happy to see that he essentially remained the same (somewhat irritating) goofball he always was.

But unfortunately, just as the good remained, the bad also prevailed, which you’d be reminded of when going for a walk around the city, just a few blocks down the main road when both were approached by a group of women, who upon catching sight of him and his undeniable attractiveness, knew they needed his attention.

That’s the thing with Satoru. Raised as the heir of a highly prestigious company, he just never got enough of it. Always wanting more and more, and not afraid to do whatever necessary to get it, careless if it was to the detriment of others.

Thus, you assumed it wouldn’t take long before he completely ignored you in favor of them, leaving you behind.

When talking about him, you normally wouldn’t care if he left you or not. He was just another friend, long accustomed to his ways. It was just… never like that.

But after all that happened with Naoya, it’s like your still-healing wound reopened, pain sharper when slowly reminded that even with a friend, you weren’t good enough to retain their attention, less their care…

Well, at least it was a good distraction, and you got to see Satoru again. You wonder how much would a taxi cost to take—

“Seriously, couldn’t you be any denser?? I’m on a date here!”

As if you’d been showered with a bucketful of ice-cold water, you freeze, blinking while slowly turning to see him and his angered face.

Did you… Did you hear him right?

“Get lost.” Satoru doesn’t even bother letting them respond before his hand is already on your back, gently pushing you forward and away from the group, leaving behind both the distraught, slightly spiteful women…

And your erroneous preconceptions.

As he goes back to the previous conversation you two were having, acting as if nothing happened, even suggesting getting something sweet to serve as dessert —your choice, he’d tease— all the self-doubt you felt for his actions immediately evaporates.

It was simple, more likely unintentional, but his gesture in defending your importance, highlighting the fact he wanted to be with you, against how he usually behaved…

Made you feel special, realizing that perhaps it wasn’t that hard to be somewhat of a decent person.

Yet, your feelings…

“It was a nice night out.” Satoru would say once parked outside Shoko’s apartment complex, signifying the end of your unexpected yet pleasurable evening with him.

“Yeah, it was… nice.”

“I hope we can do this again.” But you don’t keep your hopes up, not when your feelings for Naoya were still there, prickling at the back of your mind, inundating you with a sense of wrongfulness, for you were never one to offer the other cheek, regardless of what your estranged boyfriend was or wasn’t doing.

Unless Gojo were to do something to make you… well, not change your mind, but rattle your beliefs, if only for a moment, when he ruffled the top of your head, giving you a smile, before softly kissing your forehead.

Alongside the reminder that…

“You’re too pretty to be upset about someone like him.”

Albeit archaic, his words convinced you that perhaps… you could do with another day like this.

The second to approach you, yet again to much of your surprise, is Geto. Just a few days after Satoru did. Although his invitation was much more… palpable.

In other words, you were getting lunch with Shoko when he made his “sudden” appearance, joining the two for a bite, before driving both back to her apartment, only voicing his intentions when she was out the car, leaving you alone.

Although sweet, wholeheartedly intending to spend time with you, you could still that some of it lingered the realms of an unspoken competition between him and Satoru—which you didn’t know whether to be flattered by, or worried…

“—and let me guess. He spent the whole evening talking about himself.”

Somewhat, not that you cared to justify, really, for you were far more enthralled in learning all that he’s been up to since he left.

But it was the truth either way.

Geto sighs.

“We’ll do something better.” And so, is how the date begins, by first taking you to the mall, window shopping through essentially every store that crossed your path, while catching up with him—he too had disappeared for a while, motives unclear, although the common theory was that he had a nasty falling out with Gojo. But now it seems they’re on good terms given the way he occasionally mentioned him throughout the conversation.

Beyond that, you assumed Geto also took this visit as a good opportunity to go through some pending errands, maybe get something for himself as well—or… for someone else.

The things he was looking at were quite eye-catching, after all, very gift appropriate.

Regardless of who it was intended to, you were right to assume they were special to him if he was considering buying a diamond necklace…

But yet again, that’s what you believed—reality was simply much different.

Or obvious.

“Why don’t you try it on?”

“Huh?”

“I asked if you wanted to try it on— I know it’ll look beautiful on you.” He’d say that, genuinely, with just about anything he deemed suitably for you, ranging from jewelry to clothes…

With your face flaring every single time.

“Oh—I—I don’t—” you stammer, struggling whether to decline his offer because this is all too luxurious for your taste…

Or because you were still processing the words that made you blush in the first place… alongside the fact that at one point, his hand had reached for yours without even noticing, intertwining his fingers with yours and staying that way while the two continued to walk around the mall.

Just… why did Satoru and Suguru decided to appear out of the nowhere?

“No, thank you.” Is what you eventually manage to say. If he’s noticed your nerves, he doesn’t say, instead, he simply gives your hand a soft squeeze, followed by another equally charming smile. “I don’t feel like trying out things either way.”

“Don’t worry about it, then. Perhaps another time.”

At his promise, you can’t hold back your skin from growing increasingly hotter, doing your best to instead focus on the movie the two agreed to watch, with little to no success, of course, considering Geto also took this opportunity to unconsciously drape his arm over your shoulders and move you closer.

While stereotypical, it still manages to fluster, and that’s how you’d remain for the rest of the date: even when getting something to eat, or when it was time to take you back to Shoko’s apartment once late enough.

But on the way back to the parking lot, you’re able to snap out of this trance when something catches your attention, just by the corner of your eye, effectively stopping you on your tracks.

Something simple, like a minimal black halter dress… unintentionally the same model you’ve wanting to try since forever, but never daring to do so, believing that your body was unbefitting of such style—and quickly, you moved on.

Your gaze didn’t linger much on it beyond a few mere seconds, certainly not for Suguru to notice, or so you considered…

But when the next day comes, a package is suddenly delivered at Shoko’s apartment, with your name on it, that by various personal reasons you open with great anticipation, growing distraught when seeing it had to do nothing with what you projected—

Quickly flustered upon realizing that the sender was Suguru all along, demonstrating his attentiveness by gifting you the same dress you saw last night, as well as his intentions of seeking something more with you.

“I enjoyed our time together. I wish to see you again—hopefully with this dress.”

You didn’t think you were too obvious when it came to your reaction, but at Shoko’s mention, you finally acknowledge you’ve been smiling, heart loudly pounding against your chest as you lovingly held the dress, moved by his gesture…

For when was the last time someone had gifted you something to your liking, without having to beg for it? Without having to justify why you wanted it?

…

Had it really been that long?

Just what else was missing in your relationship with Naoya…?

Or perhaps, not wanting to face?

…

Your feelings, to begin with.

Because as attentive and caring Satoru and Suguru had been, neither were courageous enough to acknowledge the situation that put you in their reach in the first place, opting to instead reap the benefits, but ignore the rest.

It wasn’t malicious, not at all. It’s been stated by now that they truly cared for you, always checking in on you whenever possible.

It’s just that… they didn’t feel comfortable doing so yet, believing they were far from appropriate, or close enough, to do so.

Judging by those characteristics, the only one worthy enough, and the one that would end up confronting you for that matter, was Nanami, who wanted to see you as soon as he found out the horrible situation Naoya had forced you to but struggled to do so thanks to his strenuous new job.

But once he was free, the first thing he did was call you, eventually meeting in Shoko’s apartment (she was gone for the day, for privacy matters, how convenient) and thus, everything else unfolded.

“Why are you even dating Naoya if he’s hurting you so much?”

“I—I don’t think that’s for you to discuss.” You objected, going through a roller coaster of emotions, a combination of unwillingness to speak of the matter, and fear of admitting the truth.

To talk about something like this was never an easy matter, more so when the situation was already deep in hot water…

Yet, his assertive nature didn’t come as a surprise to you anymore, nor permitted you to avoid it.

Nanami had always been this way, the one willing to speak about difficult things, rip the bandage, careless if you were prepared for it or not.

And let everything that is meant to happen, happen.

“My relationship is something only I should speak about! And when I feel ready for it…”

“Not when I see how much it’s hurting you.” He rebutted. “When was the last time you were genuinely happy at his side? Or where you didn’t have to sacrifice your personal life just to keep him happy?”

It’s obvious what he’s referring to—Nanami is another one of your friends you’ve lost contact with due to Naoya’s… jealousy. But different from Satoru and Suguru, he cared too much to just let you go, consistently reaching out to you whenever possible—even when you never answered.

“You don’t know what we agreed on—”

“I don’t think that losing your friends was part of that.”

“You don’t know him, you don’t know Naoya at all!’

“And you do?” Nanami counters, breath hitching at your throat, upset by his abruptness. “You once said Naoya was crude, but he’d never do anything to willingly hurt you—and yet, here you are, in an open relationship you clearly didn’t want.”

“Kento—that’s—” your voice trembles, his words too close for comfort. “That’s not—"

“Then why? Why do you keep tolerating him?” Nanami frowns. “Do you hate yourself that much?”

“What? No!” You shake your head, aghast by his accusation. “That’s not it, at all!”

“Then what is it, Y/N? What could possibly entail sticking around with a man that has done nothing but hurt you?”

“Stop it…”

“Seeing other women while still being with you? Is that your idea of a good relationship?”

“Kento, please—”

“It’s never my intention to offend you, but I can’t help believing you’re growing desperate—seeking for something you can’t have with him! So why? Why do you try so hard to make it work, when he clearly doesn’t deserve—"

“Because I don’t want to be alone, ok?!” You eventually shriek, tears in your eyes as his words stung your heart too deeply, too much to handle in silence anymore. “It’s just as simple as that!”

Nanami’s eyes widen, taken aback by your unexpected outburst and confession, yet, as surprised as he was, if not bothered, he was also very, greatly hurt by its meaning.

Your words unknowingly disregarding everyone else that had ever been there for you.

And such, he cannot believe it. He doesn’t—not when he’s been there all along.

“Don’t lie to me, Y/N.” Nanami insists. “What is the truth? Is he forcing you to this??”

“No, Kento, he’s not!” you objected. “I truly want to be with him, because he’s the only one that has ever wanted to be with me.”

“You know very well that’s not true.”

“Seems like our perspectives vary greatly.” You frown. “I remember attempts of trying to get close to people, only to be pushed to the side when someone better came along. Person after person, they all just… ignored me; either because I was overshadowed by my family, or because I was too mundane to compete with others.

Until… Naoya came along. He was the only one that saw me for who I was. Even though it was mostly because I fit the mold he wanted.

But even then… I was happy to play along, because it meant that for the first time in my life, I meant someone to something.”

“That’s what you think? That you didn’t mean anything to no one else?”

“It’s not what I think—It’s what I know.” You sniffle, doing your best to hold back the tears pooling in your eyes from falling. “…Even now I know I’m only relevant because I’m Naoya’s girlfriend… but once that’s gone, I’m sure no one will look my way—"

“That’s not true.” He swiftly interjects.

“…And how would you know that? How would you know that this time, fate wouldn’t be cruel to me, like it has always been?!”

“Because there is someone that cares for you.”

“Let me guess, my parents.”

“No—I didn’t mean them.” Nanami frowns.

“Then who—” you breathe. “Who are you referring to??”

And suddenly, thanks to his softening eyes and growing silence… something clicks in your mind and all makes sense.

His anger, his protectiveness, his insistence…

There was a reason behind them all, only now does it become clear to you.

“…Why didn’t you say anything?” you softly ask, heart sinking when looking back at the dismissive way you treated him, always standing by your side, and yet…

“Because you seemed happy with Naoya.” Nanami adds. “Perhaps I was at fault too, for not having spoken of my feelings before, but… after seeing the way you smiled with him, I supposed it was for the best if I instead, supported you as a friend.

But because I’m your friend, I can’t allow you to go on thinking no one has ever cared for you. That no one has loved you for who you are… or will never do.

And most importantly, remind you that this—this isn’t what happiness looks like.”

At his open declaration, you couldn’t stop the wave of overwhelming emotions from washing over you, a combination of shock, sadness, and perhaps… longing, wondering what would’ve happened if you knew of his feelings back then.

Would you have accepted them? Or would everything continue as it does now?

Well, one thing is for sure—Nanami would’ve never suggested something like this; the thought wouldn’t even cross his mind!

But it’s too late now. You’ve made your decision and now, you were suffering the consequences…

However, you didn’t have to be alone anymore—and Nanami would reassure you of such by the following words, the same one’s he wished to have told you back then… and possibly save you from all this pain.

“I love you, Y/N. I always did, and I’ll always do. Even if we never see each other again—you’ll always remain in my heart.”

Because he would rather die than to make decisions that hurt you.

Leading you to unwittingly discover what it was to feel loved, for the first time in your life.

A heartwarming sensation, with no strings attached, just… someone that wishes your well-being above everything else, alongside your happiness, and nothing more.

And such, something grows inside you, something that pushes you to be closer to him, far beyond this day—

Coincidentally, he’s also the first one you kiss.

After Nanami’s visit, your days would slowly become brighter, although the grey cloud of Naoya’s seeming infidelity still lingered in the background.

But even then, your mind didn’t dwell on him for long, difficult to do so thanks to Satoru’s, Suguru’s, and now, Nanami’s interventions, as well as Shoko’s advice of enjoying the best of your new status.

The men involved didn’t seem to mind… too much.

Sure, their jealousy would sometimes rise to the occasion (from one person in specific) but as long as you continued to be attentive with them, they were willing to “share”, believing it was only a matter of time before you left that jerk-of-a boyfriend of yours once and for all, settling for on them instead.

Long story short, everything seemed to go on peacefully with your new routine…

Until the sudden appearance of a man you never expected to see, less set his eyes on you, since the only time you’ve seen him was that one instance you became acquainted with him thanks to Naoya’s business, never to speak again, disrupted all you held true.

While you might’ve seen this moment as expendable, forgettable even, to him, it was the fated day he knew he must have you—a growing desire to make you his when the time was right.

Naoya’s stupidity opening that door.

Sukuna was the owner of a rival company, a fierce competitor that always made the Zen’in uneasy whenever mentioned, constantly keeping them on their toes—because with a man as belligerent as him, to let their guard down, if just for the slightest, meant the complete loss of all they’ve worked for.

It’s safe to say that Sukuna had garnered the reputation of being aggressively intimidating, thus it was only right to assume that his approach would be of the same nature.

“I—I can’t” is what little you manage to muster through the fear constricting your throat; you still remember the eeriness you felt when meeting him that one time, never believing it could worsen… until you had him just a few feet away.

“I wasn’t asking.” He responds, the tone in his voice not only highlights his sincerity, but also warns you there won’t be a second chance.

Urging you to do what’s best for you, less…

Perhaps out of fear of experiencing his anger, some kind of retribution, or because deep inside, past your worry and hesitation, you were genuinely intrigued to know what a man like him might’ve found interesting in you… you accept.

Because after all was said and done, he was far different to what you were normally accustomed to…

As well as to willing to bargain for.

You don’t know what it was—maybe it was your blinding intrigue, your desire to taste something way beyond your reach… or because you took Shoko’s words a bit too literally, even though with him, she insisted you to be careful…

You ended up following Sukuna into his apartment; And not only that, but you also let him show you what true desire meant, in more ways than one, sure to never forget.

“Su—Sukuna—!” you’d breathe, whatever little you could muster through the tightening of your chest and the fuzziness of your mind, harshly gripping his arms, as he pushes you over the edge and into your release for what seemed to be the nth time that night. “Sukuna, please—I need—I need a break—”

“No—you will take it!” he groans, holding your waist and keeping you in place as his cock deep into your core, each time harsher than the last one, bruising that spot that always made you see stars over and over again; unexpectedly, a place that Naoya was all too ignorant of, Sukuna being amongst the few, if not the only, to achieve such feat.

No wonder you were reacting the way you were, losing yourself in pleasure, because just as he teased…

“This is the first time you’ve ever been with a real man, isn’t it?” He laughs when feeling you quiver against his hold, feeble against the sensations he’s relentlessly giving you, finding your numbing reaction, eyes rolling to the back of your head, mouth agape, and toes curling… to be quite adorable.

Doing all in his power to get more of this reaction—hopefully, beyond this night too.

“They simply don’t make the cut! —But how could they? With a cunt as lewd as yours, one isn’t enough!”

Sukuna doesn’t find satisfaction in seeing you with other men, less when you’re still “taken”.

But ever the one to seek advantage, even in the most uneven of fields, Sukuna was quick to see the endless possibility this opportunity provided—more than ready to exploit them…

“Don’t—don’t say that!” you’d moan, with such an exciting cry, Sukuna just couldn’t help prolonging this night. “That’s not—that’s not tru—ah!”

And keep you all for himself.

“I don’t want you staying at that hideous apartment anymore.” Sukuna would mutter the moment you opened your eyes; having fallen asleep soon after the strenuous ordeal, and suffering from its aftermath as soon as conscious.

“It’s not… nasty.” You groan, slowly blinking as you look back at him, doing your best to push yourself up from the bed, only to fall back down when resulting too weak to do so. However, even when dealing with the sharp pains across your body alongside unbearable drowsiness, you’re capable enough to defend Shoko. “…It’s a nice place.”

He chuckles.

“Yeah, I’m sure it is.” Sukuna then reaches over to the nearby bedside table, sliding the first drawer open and taking out a pair of keys which he’d give over to you soon after.

You look at it perplexedly, confused as to their meaning… before growing shocked, slumber completely gone from your body when listening the following statement.

“From now on, you’re staying in my apartment.”

“Wh—what?” First that, and now, this? Sukuna meant no joke when it came to you. “No, I can’t accept this!”

“You sure love making me repeat myself, woman.” He scoffs. “It’s not a matter of whether you can or cannot—you will.”

It’s an amazing talent of Sukuna to always sound threatening even when dealing with the most ordinary of things, but either way, you’re not interested in testing how far his limits went, and thus, (not that you had any other option) you accept the keys while silently wondering what the future holds for you by making this decision…

“Uraume will help you move your things. I better see you here when I come back after work—less you wish to be punished again.” He smirks, fingers sliding along your skin before pulling you close to him once more, a whine escaping your lips as you realize what is to transpire next yet again.

Guess you’ll find out soon enough.

…

As well as what Naoya’s been up to, for the day Sukuna allowed you to, you decide to go back to your shared apartment to pick up a few things to take with… him, now that you’re essentially living together.

It was a very awkward arrangement, if you thought about it, one that Shoko was strictly opposed to, but… well, you would be lying if you didn’t admit you were having a good time (outside of the painful pleasures he pushed you through every night) for a plethora of luxurious reasons. Far nicer than what you were used to seeing with Naoya.

Which you could openly enjoy due to Sukuna’s absence, rarely getting to see him due to work commitments, Uraume representing him instead… not that it was any better, for they were just as awkward as awkward can get.

And yet, not as much as what happened when you walked through the door of your shared apartment with Naoya, welcomed by the one person you did not expect to see there, believing him to be completely enraptured in his new freedom, given the silence he always responded with whenever you texted or called him.

“Naoya?” You asked, although confused, you were more… shocked to see his distraught appearance, almost as if he hadn’t been able to sleep for the last few days—or at all.

“What are you doing here?” you add. “I thought… well, I thought you’d be… somewhere else.”

“I can say the same thing about you.” He frowns. “Is it true that you’re staying with that woman?”

“Her name is Shoko…” you murmur; even when away, Naoya remains…

Either way, given his attention on her, it seems like he doesn’t know about Sukuna, yet.

Or Gojo.

Or Geto.

Or Nanami.

Because if he did, it would’ve been the first thing he mentioned; his jealous nature never one to take as a jest.

Unless…

“But yes, I am staying with her.” You confirm. “What about… you? Where have you been staying?”

… and still, you can’t help but worry for him.

“Here.” He confesses, you blink.

“…Really?” Even when skepticism is evident in your voice, he doesn’t not say anything else. Instead…

“Yes. And… it’s time for you to come back home.”

“Why? What happened?” you fret, naturally fearing the worst…

Which you were right in assuming, just that… it wouldn’t be what you expected.

“You—you had enough fun.” Naoya unwittingly stammers, a scowl on his face, or was it sorrow? As he continued. “It’s time for you to remember you’re mine and come back home.”

“Enough… fun?” You slowly repeat, invertedly hurt by his words, as if he weren’t the one that set up this situation in the first place, yet, still overwhelmingly confused as to what he meant.

Suspicion that perhaps he did know about your flings after all begins to settle in your mind, but it isn’t until his following words that it finally takes roots.

“Don’t hide it, Y/N—I know you’ve seen others. And quite frequently too!”

“You’re… you’re doing the same thing.” You immediately respond, scurrying to defend yourself. “And you don’t see me complaining…”

Even if you wanted so much to do so.

“No, of course not—too busy with them, aren’t you??”

“Excuse me? You’re—You’re one to talk! You never answered any of my texts, or calls!” you gasp. “Do you even know how… how…”

Hurt I was?

Guessing by his absence, you assume not.

… Oh, how you wished Naoya kept silent. Kept his words to himself and went on acting as he always did, because maybe, you wouldn’t have felt this burning anger stirring inside you, created by the reassurance by those around you, the reminder that you were still deserving of being cared for, appreciated.

Far more than what Naoya has ever done for you in the past few years.

That much you see now.

“… Let me get this straight, Naoya… you want me to come back… because you don’t want me to see others, even though you did the same thing??” you say, and by the gloomy look in Naoya’s eyes, you could tell you guessed right, stinging a nerve while in the process.

Yet not a sentiment that insulted him, but rather… reminded him of the shocking truth he’s keeping away from you.

Hoping it stays that way, unless you place the pieces together yourself.

“Do not talk to me like that.” He warns, you frown.

“I’m just stating the truth—you went to see someone as soon as you left that day, didn’t you?”

“That’s not—why does it even matter at this point? You did the same afterwards!”

“Again with that—You were the one that suggested it in the first place!” you gasp. “Why does it bother you so much?? Didn’t you…. Weren’t you encouraging me to it?!”

“Yeah, but it’s not like I expected you to actually—”

Realizing the imprudence of his words, he suddenly goes silent.

“Expected to actually… what?” you frown.

Naoya doesn’t answer, all he does is scoff before looking away.

A few more seconds of silence, something clicks in your mind.

Anger finally taking a hold of your emotions.

Because just how foolish could you have been?

“Please, come back.” Is what Naoya eventually says. “I don’t want an open relationship anymore—let’s just forget about this and… move on.”

“And why would I do that?” you scowl. “Don’t you have other dates to go to?”

…

Silence yet again.

“Naoya?”

“I don’t. I… never did.”

The truth jolts you far more than you imagined, for it completely contradicts all that you once believed to be true, replacing the pain you’d been feeling since that day, the tears, the anger, and all your actions… with nothing.

As if everything you suffered… was void of any true meaning.

But that was only one point of view, you had yet to see Naoya’s. The truth as to why he hadn’t gotten any dates.

Or at least… successful ones.

Naoya did go out with women that caught his interest, having his go-to procedure ready to go when it came to impressing them, such as taken them to an expensive restaurant, gifting them luxurious jewelry, or simply showing off the privilege his family name provided— things he was sure would get him in their pants.

But when he thought it was only a matter of seconds before he got lucky, they would coldly ignore him, turn around, and… disappear.

It was difficult for him to understand why that happened, considering all that he “offered” …

What he failed to realize, though, is that one simple yet big problem stood between him and his ultimate goal: a personality many weren’t willing to tolerate, especially with the intensity he seemed to go on about, no matter the amount of riches he represented.

And soon, it wouldn’t take long before rumors of his personality began to spread into the circles he was involved in, not like it wasn’t happening already beforehand, Naoya was already well-known as a bratty heir with an equally explosive temperament—he just became more… popular.

Rumors he never had issues with, unbothered by them, because you… well, you seemed to not care for them. Willingly tolerating him instead, perhaps far more than he was deserving of, and keeping by his side, no matter what.

Giving him a false sense of confidence.

Unfortunately, he wouldn’t come to realize this until seeing you with someone else—whispers and sightings of your dates, far more successful than any of his attempts, and without even trying, was enough to ignite a fire under his ass and come rushing to you.

Falsely believing it was just a matter of calling it off for everything to return as it was—you by his side, and his blinding jealousy effectively gone. Because only he deserved to have you.

Failing to realize the damage he’s already struck onto this relationship,

Yet, he still came back, shamelessly expecting he’d be received with the forgiveness, compassion and care you unconditionally provided, no matter the gravity of his mistakes…

But what seemed noble, prophetic even, for him—

Was only insulting to you, and when the nature of his actions reveals itself to you, your anger transforms intofury.

Because a man like Naoya shouldn’t have the freedom to openly discard you, and then want you back when things aren’t going his way—without facing consequences.

You were not there to be a steppingstone of sorts, be there through every single step of the road, sacrifice your life… only to be replaced just because he wants.

It was painful, it was unjust…

And it was unpunished.

For him to make it up for you, he’ll have to face the repercussions of his acts, experience just how much you suffered…

Only then, would you consider going back to him.

“I’m sorry, but I have things to do.”

“What?” Naoya’s eyes widen. “What do you mean you have things to do, Y/N? What could you…—you’re going to see someone.”

“And what if I am?” you frown. “I’m not doing anything I’m not allowed to do.”

“I don’t want this anymore!” He gasps. “I don’t want you to see anyone else, just me!”

“…Then you’ll just have to wait until I’m done. Until I’m sure we belong together, you know? You said so yourself, I just need to get it out of my system before I make a decision—” At being served a spoonful of his own medicine, the color in Naoya’s face disappears. “Only then, will I’ll come back.”

If you ever do.

“Y/N—Wait!”

Because after what you have planned for the following weeks, Naoya would only be lucky if you even do as little as think of him.

Shoko is the one that let everyone know of your new "single" life. Except Sukuna, that man has ears everywhere, and when he saw it as his moment, he rose to the occasion. Nice.

Not gonna lie, this idea has been on my mind for a while now, like, as soon as Y/N is single people begin to hound her. Everyoneeeeeeeee Naoya really does not realize the stupidity he committed until it's too late. :)

And there you have it, my take on an open relationship with him! I once read that open relationships don't work, unless you're talking about celebrities, and I'm honestly inclined to accept that...

But yeah, him doing this is like the worst thing Naoya could think of; there's just so many things that could go wrong—safe to say, in another universe 1) Naoya would never suggest it. 2) Y/N would never accept it lol.

Anyways, thank you so much for sending in this ask! I hope it was to your liking :> ❤️❤️❤️❤️

Take care, and hope to see you soon!

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alzvxs · 4 months

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JJK MALES AND WHAT DATES WOULD THEY TAKE YOU ON!😽🎀

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~🪷 a/n: Hey yall!! nice to hear from ya again. im back with new headcanons since they carry my acc LMAOO😭. i hope yall enjoy and if you want you can..subscribe 😏😜🤭. take care🫶

‼️TW: pure fluff.

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~YUUJI ITADORI

• ABSOLUTELY a pup

when out

• will compliment and hold your hand while hes

"surprising you"

• will take you to a beautiful flower field that has a picnic placed on it

• "i know its not a lot but i tried my best!" bro needs reassurance :(

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~MEGUMI FUSHIGURO

• my pretty boy LOVES at home dates<3

• will cook, make snacks, set a romantic table and write letters for you to read later

• after the dinner, both of you will cuddle on the couch while watching a movie, while he big spoons you, hiding his blushy face in the crook of your neck >~<

• in the morning you will find the letters of him thanking you for everything you have given, poems and even kisses on it (he stole your lipstick to make them hehe)

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GOJO SATURO

• fancy dates like boy has money he will spoil his girl

• will buy THE MOST expensive things on the menu

• will probably order the same as you

• then he will drive you home and pamper you at home ^^

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NANAMI KENTO

fancy BUT MEANINGFUL dates. (bro notices absolutely EVERYTHING you like/dislike)

• will probably just take you to a chill coffee/bar so he could spend time with you

• While you talk about your day he will probably wait for you to finish so you can give you a necklace :3

• if you get drunk he will help you be okay and not hit yourself (will take you home, give you medicine and sleep on the couch since hes scared not to take advantage of you)

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TOGE INUMAKI

• my silent prince will definitely do cook/music

dates

• baking with you is a MESS but he loves it

• while the food is cooking or baking he will ask you to dance to love songs <3

• the food ends up delicious and you had a BLISS

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GETO SUGURO

• library/chill restaurant dates

• will compliment you a lot

• dress the way so he can match you

• probably a car ride after the date to spend some alone time

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YUTA OKKOTSU

• beach dates or study dates hehe

• cuddling sessions while listening to yall's shared album

• will whisper sweet nothings in your ear

• all smiley (his problems disappear when with you)

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TOJI FUSHIGURO

• take away.

• BRO DOES NOT HAVE MONEY

• he tries his best tho

• pampers you with affection and diy gifts!

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CHOSO KAMO

• at home dates

• it feels more romantic to him, prepares everything

• makes the best ramen possible

• will absolutely adore you the whole night and blush at your compliments

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TAKUMA INO

• study dates or chill dates like that and PROBABLY KARAOKE

• sings his ass out just to cheer you up/make you laugh

• hugs you like crazy (he loves PDA)

• “such a cutie that i have all to myself” cheesy pickup lines as well, only to see you blush and smile.

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SRY IK ITS KINDA RUSHED BUT STILLL😭😭

HOPE YALL ENJOYEDD♥️

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sweetchildcloud · 4 months

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the fic ahead is only SFW 16+ 😉

Featuring Choso and Gojo with different reaction at reader in neck biting.

Cw: a bit of moaning,sfw,couple stuff,neck biting/sucking,sexy movements😏,suggestive dialogues,inexperienced reader.

Also in advance sorry for mistakes I'm writing this at 6:35 am

“You’re so small” Choso murmurs. His voice is so soft you’re not even entirely sure he’s talking to you. But the way his eyes are zeroed in on you tells you that you’re the source of his intrigue. He seems like he’s going to add something but instead he just continues studying you.

"I'm not small..." You grunted a bit blushing and when you eyes fell on Choso neck you felt the urge to bite it but looked away resisting.

Choso doesn't correct you this time because he's a bit preoccupied with the way you keep avoiding eye contact. When he notices you glance at his neck, he tilts his head to the side, slightly exposing more of its flesh. It's pretty smooth skin, aside from a slight crease running down the center of his neck. If you tried hard to resist that urge to bury your teeth into him, you could probably use your lips to leave kisses allover him. He's just begging for it.

You covered your mouth making a distressed sound looking away as you felt your need to bite his neck increasing and your heart started beating faster.

Choso's breath hitches when you cover your mouth, although it's a bit difficult to tell if it's from excitement or surprise. When you look away, he feels the urge to gently bring your chin back up and make you look him in the eyes. He notices the way you're breathing and how your heart rate has picked up, and it's enough to make him consider leaning over to finally have that bite on the neck he's been hoping for.

Choso shifts position, resting his hands across his legs, and the movement pulls the hem of his shirt down just enough that the neckline is now revealed. When you glance at his neck again, the urge to nibble on it increases tenfold. Choso's gaze is heavy, but he's doing his best to hide the way his pupils are already widening. When you stare too long, you see his breath quicken and his chest begin to rise and fall slightly faster.

Then finally you couldn't resist anymore and lunged towards him biting his neck and sucking licking were you bited.

Choso's eyes widen and his breath catches, but he doesn't dare move, hoping you'll actually keep biting him. He can feel the pressure of your teeth biting into his flesh, and his breathing is becoming shallow while his other senses fill with the tang of your breath. He tries to stop himself from reacting and ruining it, but when he feels your tongue licking the spot you bit him on, his breath hitches again, and he shivers.

"Sorry I can't help myself ,your neck is so inviting" you muffled out as you kept going.

“No need to apologize” Choso mumbles, the way you’re biting down is causing him to groan softly in pleasure. He leans back on the bed to give you more space to do.. whatever it is you want to do with your mouth on him. He’s finding it difficult to stay still, especially with the way you’re using your tongue on the spot you bit him on.

“Please.. continue” he lets out a breathy laugh while his eyes are closed. He relaxes even further and lets his head fall back with a moan, feeling your tongue swirl and tease his skin. This feels too damn good.

“Is it.. just my neck you want?” Choso asks as his breath catches in his throat, almost sounding like a choked gasp. He reaches up and tugs slightly at the back of your shirt, wanting to bring you closer so he can feel your breath and tongue on other places of his body.

Now that you think about it you never tought of going...over than neck biting so it catches you by surprise.

As much as Choso has enjoyed having you nibble on his neck, the soft skin of his collarbone and shoulders calls to you even more. He pulls gently at your shirt again, wanting to feel your mouth and tongue on other places as well. "Please.. I want.." He starts to say, then trails off, not entirely sure what he wants. All he knows is that your tongue feels too good, and he'd be an idiot if he didn't do everything in his power to keep you using it like that.

"I don't I never did something like that other than kissing..." Your voice was strained and feeble as your body was shaking with excitement and fear.

"Please.." he manages again, his voice is more of a husky whisper now. "Just.. do whatever you want.." His fingers are still curled loosely around the fabric of your shirt, waiting for your decision. When he senses your hesitation, he pulls more firmly at the shirt, trying to encourage you to move closer to him. He can't help it—all he wants to do is feel your tongue on more than just his neck.

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That's all for now sorry guys I need to sleep I will post part 2 of Gojo reaction goodnight (its 7:18 am)

Literally me while writing all this:

#writers on tumblr #choso jujutsu kaisen #sfw interaction only #sfw littlespace #choso x reader #jjk choso #jujutsu kaisen choso #choso jjk #jujutsu kaisen x reader #neck kisses #neckline #ranting love #i love him #cute #im so tired

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submenarehotties · 9 months

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“ desperate 𝙛𝙤𝙧 you! „

submissive! husband! miguel o’hara x dominant! female! wife! reader.

(does not follow the plot of the atsv movie)

cw's + tw's: nsfw, explicit language, implied sexual harassment, dry humping, oral (reader receives).

summary: another woman touches miguel, your husband, without his permission.

note: this is a thirst. lowercase intended.

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you’ve never know miguel o’hara to be like this. clinging to you, on his knees in front of you like you’ll disappear if he lets go of you.

“i didn’t know that woman was going to touch me—i should’ve seen through her and her true intentions, but i love you, (y/n), not that girl - i don’t even know her damn name. don’t leave me because of this.” miguel murmured.

“i’m not mad, miguel.”

“you’re lying.” he replies, rubbing your knee comfortingly.

“fine, want me to be mad? make it up to me and i won’t leave you.” you command, tangling your fingers in miguel’s hair and pulling him toward your crotch.

say no more (y/n).

miguel can’t help but mouth over the crotch of your shorts, the clothes separating him from really tasting you. his hands gripping your plush thighs, eyes begging.

“jus’ wanna be good f’you—please.” miguel whines, his hips thrusting into the empty air, his hands inching into your shorts.

you grab miguel’s hands tightly and he whines.

“i won’t let another woman touch me ever - no matter the situation. let me make you feel good.” miguel pleads, taking your hand and pressing a light kiss to it.

“you’re so pathetic.” you voice, watching as miguel wastes no time pulling your shorts off and burying his head between your thighs, desperate to hear your sounds of praise.

miguel is feeling too good that he can’t help but mindlessly hump your leg - his mind hazy from your addicting scent. the friction of his dick in his pants rubbing against your leg make him let out a deep groan in your pussy, his fingers desperately digging into your waist.

“you’re being a good boy for once, how rare.” you moan, pushing miguel’s mouth closer to your pussy as you finally cum after just a few minutes alone with miguel’s tongue.

you take a look at the mess on his knees for you. miguel’s mouth wet from your slick, his dick threatening to escape from his pants - a wet spot staining it from his pre. though he makes no move to unzip his pants, awaiting your next command.

good boy.

though what he does next makes you horny again. miguel takes his thumb and collects your slick and sucks it all off.

“you’re lucky this time. pick your reward.” you voice, resting your chin on your palm, eyes watching miguel.

he doesn’t wait more than a second to respond, already knowing what he wants, “can i taste you again?”

you had the best husband.

a/n: i have a few more ideas for diff characters… literally taking a break from miguel after this post. srsly this time. 😓 he needs to stay away from me with his sexiness. 😪 i’m thinking about gojo a little bit and maybe somethings coming… 😏😏 AND I HAVE SO MANY NEW FOLLOWERS—WHAT?

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Hellooo! It’s your favorite ✨gay fairy✨!

I’ve come with a Alpha Gojo x Omega male reader request! (I’m trying to do that eyebrow wiggle thing-)

So basically, Gojo and Reader are mates yes? They’re like out with friend at some random bar and stuff.

So while Gojo is busy chit chatting with the people he knows at the club, some other alpha tries to get Reader to go home with em.

But Reader just doesn’t like that idea at all so the alpha like tries to “kidnap” the reader which triggers his heat due to fight or flight.

Gojo had seen a glimpse of what happened and of course helps him mate out before realizing he’s in heat.

So he tells his friends he has to leave and takes the reader home and that’s when things get frisky if you know what I mean 😏. And for this one let’s make reader have a drunk type of heat or whatever the hell it’s called

Excuse my behavior I felt a lil giddy when you said I could request anything I wanted 😭

And yes as usual this was at the top of my head since I hear music not too far from my house!

Hope this isn’t too much Roma!

I don't kid when I say ask what you want

And remember first time writing a character, they might be a bit stilted ya know?

When Gojo brought (name) with him to a club he had invested in he knew it would be fairly boring "alpha..." (Name) said to the white haired man who smiled down at him "yeah baby?" "Gonna get a drink"

"Here and back alright?"

"Of course alpha"

The fellow investors and owners applauded Gojo for having such an obedient and polite Omega and he struggled not to roll his eyes at their comments and went to go get a drink that both him and his alpha would enjoy since he knew the other would steal sips of said drink.

"Hey" a voice said beside him and an alpha leaned on the bar, eying him in a way the Omega didn't like one bit.

The alpha was rather unassuming and kind of forgettable but he was incredibly pushy "come on baby... I can treat you good" he said trying to convince (name) to come with him even grabbing his arm to lead him away "hey back off dude!" (Name) said trying to tug his arm away but the others grip was tight "just shut up and come with me" the Alpha spat as he tugged (name) towards a back exit.

'nononono!' (name) thought as he began panicking, fear freezing his veins and the need to vomit could be felt in his throat.

When his fight of flight instincts kicked in his brain slowly went feral and the familiar prick of preheat kicked in and his eyes felt like they were vibrating and ears ringing.

Gojo noticed his Omega had been gone for too long and turned to see someone trying to drag his mate away and quickly excused himself to go deal with this asshole.

"Hey shithead!" Gojo said with an almost manic grin, the unknown alpha dropping the struggling and panicking (name) who was pushed into an early heat and was just hugging himself.

A few punches in and the Alpha was dragged off by security "shit baby? You good?" Gojo asked cupping his omegas cheek and felt how warm his skin was and the dialated eyes...then the smell hit "alpha..." His voice was slurred as he clung to Gojo helplessly "shit..." Gojo said lifting his mate up and mouthed something to the other investors before quickly exiting the club as (name) cuddled and scented him. "Just wait baby... I got you" gojos voice so close to (name)s ear made him feel weightless as be began biting and nibbling at his Alphas neck as they somehow made it home.

(Name) was completely heat drunk at this point, staring at his alpha with blown out eyes and leaking pharamones and slick "alphaaa~" he giggled out as he was placed on the bed "what do you want baby, show alpha" and with that Gojo watched his mate present so prettily to him with a pout and a head tilt "good boy~" and like that (name) purred and preened under him, blushy face and absolute devotion in his eyes.

Gojo pulled (name)s legs together and pressed them against the omegas chest to show off his slick ass, pretty and ready for gojo to take whatever his heart desired.

And gojo was a selfish man.

Leaning down he gave a long and deep lick at the omegas hole and grinned when (name) cried out and tried to helplessly buck into his alphas mouth but with how he was held it proved impossible especially with the others iron grip.

"Take what alpha gives you"

And with that Gojo bagan tongue fucking his pretty little Omega who cried and begged but gojo didn't listen as he ate the other out until the omegas pretty legs were numb.

Gojo went at this for an hour, making his pretty mate cum countless times on his tongue, slick leaking like a waterfall and his mouth and chin soaked. (Name) doesn't remember when he began adding his fingers but gojo fucked his lengthy digits into (name) harshly and constantly pressed into his prostate and loved every sound the Omega made.

When (name) came again gojo released his legs and watched his numb legs fall and spread apart, enough space for gojo to slot himself into as his cock prodded at the others loose hole "please alpha! Fuck me fuck me!" (Name) begged the other and who was gojo to deny such sweet begging?

With one harsh thrust he filled his Omega up, watching him cum once again on his cock and the white haired main leaned and licked some of the others semen from his chest before thrusting harshly and pushing (name) into a mating press "gonna fuck you full of my pups baby, keep you full and plump"

"Pupupupup" (name) mumbled through moans as his alpha wrecked him.

They didn't know how much time passed till Gojo felt his knot press against his rim before pushing past the threshold and watching (name) cum once again but now on his knot, the Alpha filling him up good and full.

(Name) was always a drunk mess when in heat, babbling and dazed and always demanding smooches from his alpha.

And gojo always complied.

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x male reader #gojo satoru x male reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojo satoro x reader #omega male reader #omegaverse

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riatheghoul · 1 month

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The Summoning

Pairing: DPR IAN x Black Reader

Song: The Summoning By Sleep Token

Warnings: smut, p in v(not explicitly stated), lots of praise, use of pet names: baby, pretty girl, dear, darling(come on you know why😏) also sir for Ian, this is my first smut and I don’t think I ate this up y’all please give me feed back in the comments.

Word count: 2,312

Disclaimers: I do NOT own any of these picture credits to the owners and this is PURE FICTION AND ITS ALSO UNEDITED

Tag list: @cookiesdiaryx @penny44224

I heard my song. But it was in a different form or maybe even a different genre. Something about this time felt different. It felt like a spiritual awakening. And God that base it’s like it’s calling out to me, I need it. When my body finally relaxed on the ground below me, I realized I was on a stage and there were about 4 other people looking at me in awe.

“Wow that really worked!” the long-haired one’s mouth swung open. You looked around trying to get a feel of your surroundings before your eyes locked with his. Eyes that told a story and tattoos that illustrated it for the whole world to see. You can practically taste the sexual energy emulating off of him. I wonder that would happen if I- your thoughts were interrupted by the one with the undercut “so we kinda need your help” you stared at him “well were gonna need to hurry it up here because I have things to do” you commented “actually let me start with a few questions first before we get into the serious stuff yeah?” your voice smooth like silk. All of them nodded in agreement “ok” you began “so first I need names and things like that, then I need to know what position I’m supposed to be in so that it benefits all of you. From what I’ve observed you guys are a band and most band have a knack for gangbangs which I don’t mi-” your blabbering was cut short by the drummer “wait you think we want to fuck?!?!”

Your face was disdainful “well I’m a succubus which Is a demon that feeds off of sexual energy. Most people summon me because they want just that, sex” you explained. You hear a voice to the left of you “Fuuuuuuucccccck” he sighed pinching the bridge of his nose “cream when you went the crazy witch lady what spell did you ask for” he questioned looking at undercut who now have noted it named cream. “Well, I asked her if she had a spell that could help us bring in an audience and she looked me up and down and handed me the song” he answered holding up his hand in defense. The short haired one let out a frustrated breath and turned to look at him out of habit “ok first things first we don’t want sex” you pouted at him hoping that he would change his mind, but he didn’t even look into your eyes. He continued “and as for names mine is Christian but everyone calls me Ian, the one with the sort of long hair is artic, the one on the keyboard is cream, and the silent one is live.” You nodded looking around at the four boys in front of you.

“I’m Vespera” you said still slightly confused on why they needed you, so, you asked. “Oh yeah sorry…” Gojo apologized “Can you play electric guitar?” he asked and you looked at him even more confused then you started. “Our electric guitarist split and we only summoned you so that you can replace him and attract people so, can you play?” he asked basically pleading with his eyes. You sighed snapping your fingers and an guitar appeared in your hands. You began to play, losing yourself in the music and before you knew it you guys were on in 5 minutes. You were just finishing your makeup for the show when Ian walked in. You looked up at him through the mirror smirking “how do I look?” you said with all of the innocence you could muster up and it seemed to work because he bit his lip. When he noticed what he was doing he snapped out of it “you look great” he coaxed. You pouted then tilled your head at him “just great?” you questioned he took in a deep breath “you look beautiful” he answered sincerely.

You got up walking over to him not realizing how short you were compared to him but here you were looking up at him while he looked down at you. You stood on your tip toes and placed a small kiss on his neck “thank you” you whispered before you left the room to put your in ears on. After everyone gathered themselves you guys stepped on stage to perform. You used your temptation powers to get everyone’s attention as soon as you guys stepped out. When the song started you started playing and feeding off of the energy from the few people looking at you with hungry eyes in the crowd. The only person that you could think of was Ian. The way he looked at you. The way he bit his lip. The way his neck felt on your lips. You were staring and he noticed just in time for your shared solo. When you guys met in the middle of the stage to play together the tension was so thick it was suffocating. You wanted his so bad it made you sick. No one mortal or immortal has ever made you feel this way about them. As soon as the song was over you guys walked of stage and the crowd was screaming like the dead. That was the most fun you’d had in a long time.

After a few hours of celebration, the guys got into a taxi and started telling the driver where to go. The boys were in the middle of a tour, and they were staying at a hotel nearby. When you guys got there each of the boys were either to tired or to drunk to say good night. Everyone started walking down the hallway or rooms then you stop clearing your throat to get their attention. “Hey guys whose room am I sleeping in tonight?” you asked the boys looked around at each other. “I think Ian should do it he’s the one who lost tonight’s bet anyway” cream slurred Ian’s eyes widened “man fine” he grumbled leading the way to his suite. Once inside all you guys did was stare at each other for a while. You the realization that the tension never shifted after the show dawned upon you and before you knew it he was kissing you. The kiss was full of passion and something else that you could quite put your finger on. He pulled away from you to catch his breath “I’m sorry I should have-” you interrupted him “please don’t start that shit and kiss me or I swear I’ll-” now it was his turn to interrupt you he grabbed your throat pulling your body to his. You looked his deep into his eyes and tried to read his mind but there was nothing. I guess this is what Edward felt like with Bella- your time to think was short lived when you felt his lips met yours again. But it was only for a short time you whimpered no longer feeling his lips.

“God you’re so pretty baby” he praised you heart skipped a beat and all you could do was whine and pout. “Unh uh come here” he said lifting you as if you weighed nothing then placing you on the edge of the bed. He kissed your neck leaving a few hickeys here and there causing a few moans to slip out. He got down on his knees and rested his arms on either side of you as if it were to keep you trapped. “I’m gonna taste you please say yes” he looked up at you with pleading eyes. You nodded your head and in return he shook his “no baby I need to hear you say it. I need your permission” something about him asking for your permission pulled at your heart strings. No one had ever ask for permission before but here he was making sure to have your full consent and god did it affect you. You could feel your arousal seeping through your panties, practically dripping on to the bed sheets. “yes please~” you urged grabbing his hands and placing them at the waistband of the mini skirt you wore tonight “yes what pretty girl?” he asked as he kissed up your thighs never breaking the eye contact he had with you. “p-please sir~” you whispered but only loud enough for him to hear

“good girl~” he coed at you “lift your hips for me” he requests and you do as your told after your bottoms are off he sits there admiring your pussy. The way it clenched on the air around it. the way it glimmered in the light of the full moon outside. He just had have a taste. He dipped his head down between your thighs devouring you as if this was the last time he’d ever get to touch a woman. Every flick of his tongue felt like heaven and it just made your cries grow louder and louder. You hips bucked against him want more “that’s it baby ride my face” he instructed pulling you closer to him fucking his tongue into you in the process. “I’m gonna cum please I need to cum” you begged him through the moans that escaped your throat. He pulled away from you and grabbed your hands “don’t look away” he instructed. All you could do was nod then he went back to tongue fucking you. You held your head up holding eye contact with him It was only a matter of second before you came. It was all too much. The eye contact. Him holding your hands. Your eyes rolled in to the back of your head as you came down from your high squeezing his hands with all your might. “That was the first time that any mortal has ever made me cum that hard” you confessed as your breathing slowed. He got up half way and kissed you. You took that as a way of him claiming his victory and you. He pulled away standing up straight taking of his belt “I was going to make you suck me off but I need to be inside you now say yes” he said taking his pants off “yes fuck yes~” you sat up taking of top you wore and scooted yourself further on the bed. He followed sit in between as you and you basically started drooling looking at the tent in his boxers. “it’s ok baby” he reassured “Go ahead. Touch it” he almost dares you. You take it out yourself stroking it a few times just to add some more lubrication thought you don’t really need it. small groans fell from his lips and fuck he sounded so fucking sexy it throw you off your train of thought. “slide it inside you dear” he urged and you listened. He let out a noise that you’d kill to hear over and over and over again. Once he was finally all the way in he started to move.

In the beginning it was slow deep strokes you could practically feel him kissing your cervix. “Fuck please~” you moaned he shook his head at you “you have one more chance to correct yourself darling” he warned “please sir faster~” you begged. He picked up his pace fucking into you like a crazed man making sure to hit your spot as many times as possible. He grabbed your face ”I want you to ride me yeah?” he asked, you nodded your head vigorously. He turned over so you could stratal him putting his hands on your hips. You began bouncing up and down on him moving the fastest that you could in your sleepy state. “come on honey I thought guys fed off of sexual energy” he stated recalling the answer you gave to their earlier questions. “I do but I still need sleep what goes up must come down” you answered stopping your tempo “but I can use the last of my energy on you then take it back while I sleep” you offered he nodded at you “make it quick baby I need to cum” he quipped. You gathered all of the energy you got so far and began bouncing again and this time the amount of energy you posses is scary but you can handle it. “YES YES YES YES YES YES~” you chanted “that’s it baby keep going don’t stop” he groaned gripping your waist “I swear to god if you stop you won’t be cumming tonight do you understand me?” you nodded. “No please I need to come please let me come. I’m so close please tell you are too” he began fucking into you just to help “yes baby I am don’t fucking stop” you both kept going until you guys came at the same time. He pulled you down by your neck kissing you deeply “good job baby, now what do you say?” he asked while kissing your forehead softly regaining his breath “t-thank you sir” you answered “good girl come let’s get you cleaned up.” He said pulling out of which earned a whimper. He went to the bathroom after tucking Himself back into his boxers. When he go back a few minutes later he had a warm wet towel that he used to clean in between your legs.

After checking in on you and a shit tons worth of praise he laid down next to you holding you close to him fearing that any second you could leave and never come back. “since you a demon and all does that mean our deal is up and you have to go do other things or people?” you shook you head at him sleepily “no our deal isn’t up and even if it was I kinda like being in a band” he chucked half way asleep “good because your mine now”

A/N (before official post): i think yall are gonna like this

A/N (after official post): i worked really hard on this and its my longest x black reader as of right now please enjoy and comment, repost and all that fun stuff MY REQUEST ARE OPEN IF YOU WANT TO AND ALSO TO GET ON MY TAGLIST JUST LET ME KNOW AND I CAN ADD YOU ok enough yelling love ya byeeeeeee~

#christian yu #dpr ian #yu barom #dream perfect regime #dpr ian x black reader #christian yu x black reader #christian yu imagine #christian yu smut #dpr #smut #x black reader

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