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a-slut-for-smut · 1 year

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Filthy

“Gojo! What the fuck do you think you’re doing???” Utahime glares at him, the handheld showerhead positioned underneath her thighs to wash him out of her.

He frowned at that; stepping in and grabbing the showerhead from her hand, reattaching it to the wall and drawing the curtain closed without breaking eye contact once. He appraises her darkly, the same look as when he pressed her into the counter- his eyes demanding obedience. Compliance. Submission.

She swallows thickly, her eyes shifting to his equally if not thicker erection, and then back at him. “Gojo…” she starts, warily.

“I thought I could offer you a hand” he says with a cheshire grin, and before she could react he instantly has her back pressed against the wall, two fingers plunging deep inside her.

@nsfwgoutaweek2023 Day 4 "Dom/Sub"

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As Utahime recovers, she aggressively grabs his shirt, pulling him up towards her. “Inside me- right fucking now! ” Her tone desperate and threatening.

He’s painfully hard and wanted to oblige her more than anything; it took all his willpower to ask- “But a condom…?”

“FUCK the condom Gojo, just fuck me already!!!” She's shouting, her eyes wild.

He didn’t need to be told twice, immediately stripped himself of his shirt and pants and burying the entirety of him into her aching heat. He sucks in a sharp breath from the sweet ache- nearing painful- of sheer ecstasy of finally being fully encased within her hot, naked walls. He let out a strangled moan in appreciation; she had always felt so good, but her bare walls were utterly divine . He doesn’t know if he could ever go back, he wanted nothing more than to tear down every possible barrier between them- physically and metaphorically.

“Gojo, what the fuck are you waiting for??” Utahime demands harshly, wiggling her hips in a bid to get him to move.

Her voice snaps him back into reality; her tone feeding a desire to annoy, no, to torture her to her breaking point. His eyes fall on the water glass next to them. A smirk spreads across his face, reaching for it to take a deliberately long sip which successfully served to add to Utahime’s impatience.

“Come on, you fuck!!!” She whined angrily.

“Have patience Senpai. I’m still thirsty even after drinking from you.” He takes another languid sip before eyeing her darkly, his tone hardening. “You know, you’re looking a bit warm yourself …but I think I can help you out.”

With his other hand he presses her shoulder down so she's lying flat on the counter; the dark shift in his countenance makes all resistance melt from her body, leaving only willing obedience.

“Stay like this.” He commanded. She obeyed, her arms resting beside her head, offering the whole of her body to him.

“That’s a good Senpai…” he praised, as he tipped the glass above her, spilling a trickle of water along her chest as she gasped, allowing the liquid to soak the material so it clung to her breasts. The coldness immediately pebbled her nipples, standing at full attention from the temperature shift.

Satisfied, Gojo set the glass back down on the counter before lowering his head to suck on each of her clothed peaks, grazing his teeth on her nipples so they stood more prominently against the soaked material. From her breasts he moves to the valley between them, languidly dragging his tongue up the course of her scar, lapping up the excess water that had pooled there. She’s a mess of whimpers and mewls, involuntary clenching around him- much to his delight.

“Gojo…please…” she pleads breathily, her eyes glazed.

His cock pulsates at her plea, the look of desperate desire on her face, the neediness in her voice. He realizes this might be more torturous for him than her, rising back up to grip her thighs against his chest while withdrawing before sharply thrusting back in. She gasps again, her breasts snapping up and down at the force of his movements. With all his eyes he inescapably notices how the material of her robe slid a few millimeters down to the side.

He grins darkly; repeating his movements progressively with more force, delighting in the ebb and flow of her bosom, with each thrust gradually increasing in speed, teasing the promise of further exposing more and more flesh until finally- the culminating climatic release as her breasts burst free from the confines of her robe.

The hypnotic dance of her naked breasts bouncing up and down was so visicerally intoxicating, he couldn’t tear his eyes away as they swung and rolled freely due to his thrusts. Fuck- he knew he was done for- his control rapidly unraveling as an aching heat quickly flooded in his groin.

“Fuck- Utahime- I’m…I’m gonna cum…” he choked out, his rhythm bordering on frantic. His eyes searched hers for direction, permission, anything- he couldn’t hold out much longer.

Utahime bit back a moan, her orgasm also fastly cresting but she steeled herself at his words, resolved to get back at him for his teasing, her response is ground out through clenched teeth.

“Yeah?” Her voice is strained and breathy, “So what, you gonna cum inside me kouhai? Or cum on my fucking tits?”

If scientific proof was ever needed that spontaneous combustion was possible based on a few trigger words, then this was it. Gojo shouted as his climax erupted through him, his hips still manically plunging into her, drawing her own shuddering orgasm which left her gasping for breath as she arched her back at the sheer intensity of it. He collapsed on top of her, panting heavily, his lungs on fire.

They spent a few moments collecting their breath, basking in the afterglow before Gojo spoke. “You okay?” Gojo asked softly.

“Yeah…pass me that kitchen towel, will you?”

He obliged, pressing it to her core before withdrawing. She grimaced as she began to wipe herself.

She sighs. “Thanks for the full blown syphilis by the way. And the dozens of other diseases you’re riddled with.”

“SENPAI SO MEAN!” He lamented. “I’m clean, I swear! I’ve never not used protection, ever. You’re the first. I swear.”

“Sure you are. Well, at least you don’t have to worry about knocking me up, you're lucky I’ve been on birth control.” She replies over her shoulder as she waddles herself to the bathroom.

Gojo watches her go, biting his lip. Her words do something to him, awaken something primal, an unabating drive within him. His cock twitches, still hard and coated with himself and her slick. He decides he very much likes the idea of saturating her bare womb full of his seed, repeatedly, over and over again. He marches to the bathroom, the shower already running when he draws back the curtain with purpose.

“Gojo! What the fuck do you think you’re doing???” Utahime glares at him, the handheld showerhead positioned underneath her thighs to wash him out of her.

She swallows thickly, her eyes shifting to his very thick erection and back at him. “Gojo…” she starts, warily.

“I thought I could offer you a hand” he says with a cheshire grin, and before she could react he has her back pressed against the wall, two fingers plunging deep into her cunt, thumb viciously rubbing her clit. Utahime cried out from the shock of it all; the ambush, the intensity as he fucked her with his fingers, his heated gaze on her face as it twisted and contorted with pleasure.

“FUCK! Gojo, it's too much, it's too much!” she manages to gasp out, clutching and digging her nails into his shoulders.

“Oh yeah? It’s too much?” He swiftly twirls her around, facing her to the wall then ramming himself to the hilt in one fluid stroke as she cries out again. “How about that? Is that too much?” He doesn’t bother waiting for a response, ruthlessly pistoning in and out of her.

Water sprays down their bodies as she howls like a beast in heat, face and arms pressed against the tiles as he fucks her savagely; one hand gripping her neck and the other steadying her hips- his cock electrified with a singular goal, hell-bent on completing its mission.

Fuck shes so sensitive, so fucking sensitive she doesn’t even try to keep herself at bay as she cums hard - trembling, choking. Gojo doesn’t let up, in fact, taking her with even more speed and force. The change up breaks up her howling into short, staccato noises, she coming again almost instantly followed by a hoarse shout from him, but still he’s relentless, triggering subsequent rolling orgasms due to her sensitivity- she couldn’t stop cumming, she couldnt even fucking breathe .

She’s dry heaving and choking for air when the orchestra of sounds from their brutal joining finally reaches a crescendo as a loud, throaty moan tears from Gojo’s throat, spurting deep within her- his body is not his own as he crushes her against the wall, sharply rutting up into her- cock determined to coat every last inch of her with his seed.

The bathroom air is heavy with steam; the coda only comprising of the soft sounds of the shower spray and panting breaths.

Gojo, resting his chin upon her head, is the first to come back into himself and break the silence.

“See, Senpai? I told you I’d make it worth your while” he murmurs contently into her ear.

Utahime, face still pressed against the tile, growls in response. “Fuck Gojo, I’m not your little cum dumpster. You can’t just bust your nut in me whenever you want.”

He chuckles into her hair. “Hmm…I think I have a great new pet name for you”

“Go fuck yourself Gojo! I’m serious, you fucked me raw.”

He pulls back from her instantly. “Did I hurt you?” The concern is plain on his face.

“No, no I’m good…real good, actually. Just…tired. I think the heat from the shower is making me lightheaded.”

Gojo nods, shutting off the shower and reaches for her towel and begins to dry her. He then wraps in it, lifting her bridal style and carrying her to the bedroom where he sets her down gently.

“Better? Can I make you some tea or something?” he asks as he strokes her hair tenderly.

She offers a small tired smile, her eyelids heavy. “No its okay…I think I just need to rest for a bit”

Her eyes are already closed when he maneuvers himself to her side, on top of the covers. He figured he’d air dry as he pulled her close, spooning her. She murmured softly, settling into his chest contently. He listened to her deep breaths, the sounds soothing him as he struggled to recall the last time he had felt this happy.

He could not.

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ikemen-trifecta · 2 months

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Ikémemes Masterlist 4

*Quotes and messages are from our friend group.

1, 2, 3, 4📍, 5

How I Met My Robin 8/12/2024

Victor Nikiforov's hairline 8/13/2024

Yuuri al dente 8/14/2024

JJ tweeting 8/15/2024

that Christophe Giacometti scene 8/16/2024

thirsty for Gojo 8/17/2024

🎦Toji's ribs 8/18/2024

Victor Nikiforov in the onsen 8/19/2024

Yuri!!! on Ice - ⦦ vs. ⦜ 8/20/2024

Yuuri Katsuki doesn't need to be drunk 8/21/2024

Human Earthworm harem series 8/23/2024

Jude Jazza roast 8/24/2024

Yves thanks Belle for her "service" 8/25/2024

War Hammer Titan 8/26/2024

Micah Yujin's editing program 8/27/2024

Gilbert's route and Shoko's sunk cost fallacy 8/28/2024

Megumi, please please please...! 8/29/2024

Gilbert's heterophobia 8/31/2024

Crown as quotes from our friend group 2 9/1/2024

Kenjaku's expiration date 9/2/2024

Fenrir using the wrong yeehaw 9/3/2024

Luka's attackaroni and unease 9/4/2024

Belle's core memory 9/5/2024

Geto's bangs 9/6/2024

Victor Nikiforov coming out 9/7/2024

🎦Alfons insulted by graham crackers 9/8/2024

Gojo drawing╰⋃╯ 9/9/2024

Jin appreciating women 9/10/2024

Wasuke Itadori 9/11/2024

dads I'd like to feature 9/12/2024

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byhuenii · 1 year

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MASTER ☆ LIST !

(IMPORTANT) request are closed because i get behind in A LOT of them so…this is actually my second account my other got shadow-banned so for aib stuff go to @surshica a lot of my works are there..

you can leave stuff in my inbox as inspo but there won’t be a 100% chance i’ll make it INTO a oneshot or fanfic. i’m currently busy with school so i update whenever i’m free. i want to enjoy this and not be stressed over this so PLEASE DONT DEMAND !!

(READ) read the rules if you don’t i can tell, unless you came from my other account i would know. READ IT BC IS SOSOSO IMPORTANT !!

i type in lowercase a lot so be warned. i try to keep my works safe but there can still be thirsty thoughts, not actually smut tho.

(NOTICE) if i have a show you like here and your fav isn’t in the list it might because i don’t know how to write them or im not really interested. you can still ask it’ll be a 5050 on if i can write them if not i can do blurbs and imagines AT MOST.

user byhuenii specializes in fluff crack slow burns and slice of life. not the best at angst (☆)

(main masterlist !☆)

alice in borderland/aib , wolverine , jujutsu kaisen , bullet train , ruby cruz characters , one piece , (more tba. . .)

(au masterlist. . .☆)

street racer!gojo satoru, idol sorcerer!reader x gojo satoru, (more tba. . .)

. . .resources 1 2 3 4 ! music recs ! abt me ! prims library !. . .

#masterlist. ˚‧ ୨ 𓆩 ♡ 𓆪 ୧ ‧˚

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rizzstruck · 2 years

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Gojo- Playing Basketball

Everday at 4 p.m. there’d be basketball practice. And Gojo, though being really good at math, was one hell of a jock. He excelled at the test matches just like he excelled at a math test. He was one of the best basketball players his school had ever witnessed.

You could see him from the little window outside of the swimming pool area that gave a bird’s eye view of the basketball court.

Despite of the others practicing with the same jerseys on, your eyes would be hinged on him. It wasn’t very hard to recognize him from a distance. He was better than all the team players combined. He seemed to have understood the beauty of the game and was able to focus on the adequate movements that were necessary.

If you saw him from the chairs of the Indoor Seating arrangements around the court, you could see his movements more clearly. He played like any determined athlete would. His skills were impeccable. He was focused.

Every movement of his body would splash a hint of passion to anyone who observed closely. The muscle movement of his calves as he ran across the court. Then that of his arms while dodging the ball. His sharp waist he’d show while trying to reach the raised goal in the basket. The sweat dripping down from his forehead towards his sharp jawline and his neck. He’d bite his lower lip once in a while, lick them when he’s thirsty and would then reach toward his water bottle and drink up while still breathing fast. His Adam’s apple moving graciously as he gulps the water down the throat.

And that wonderful, childlike smile, when his team scores, is priceless. It is all art that he is in the court but doesn't have a hint of it.

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nanamiscocksleeve · 3 months

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Thirsty Weekend 4

Prompt List

NanaGo

HaiNana

Nanami

Toji

GetoNana

Choso, Yuki

Geto

Nanami

Gojo

SatoSuguNana

Choso

Nanami

Toji

SatoSugu

Gojo

Geto

NanaGo

Kusakabe

Gojo

Nanami

Kusakabe

Gojo

Inumaki

SatoSuguNana

Sukuna

Higuruma

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luvwestwood · 9 months

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JJK Characters & What They'd Drive - But It's Oddly Specific

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notes. a new series made by me! I obviously want to try making some stuff that's not nsfw for once 💖 no bc I was laughing my head off typing this all out, I definitely had to include photographic evidence in these descriptions for that immersive experience. hope y'all enjoy these as much as I did 😭😭

characters. gojo satoru, nanami kento, nobara kugasaki, suguru geto, megumi fushiguro, toji fushiguro, sukuna ryomen, yuji itadori, mahito, choso kamo, hiromi higuruma

Gojo Satoru - Mercedes GT 63 S.

Equipped xenon lights to match his eyes. All black , spotless and sleek interior, he fucking loves cars that has so many screens on it's dashboard. Sometimes he doesn't even know what half of the buttons are for. If you tell him you're thirsty he'd whip out a mini-fridge full of crisp Fiji water. Sparkling or still.

But the thing is even though it’s a luxurious car he'd totally have one of those feet car fresheners. If you carpool with him he would make sure you cashapp him that 20 dollar gas money or else he’d actually leave you on the side of the street. He definitely has a portable microphone stashed away in one of the compartments to yell at people on the street and make fun of them with the students. The students would tell him to floor it everytime they're about to drive over a speed bump, and hell yeah he does it.

Nanami Kento - A 2023 Maserati GT Trofeo.

I feel like he does love luxury cars - but nothing too showy like a Lamborghini, or McLaren. He definitely still wants that luxurious comfort but something just to get to and from work in style. Definitely in a darker nardo grey, or black, but I don't see him putting a matte wrap on his cars. He definitely likes it glossy. His car would smell like sandalwood and leather, that nice fresh smell after your car has just been cleaned. I also feel like he'd drive the smoothest out of everyone, and he drives with one hand. His watch compliments his cars always, and he definitely loves to drive around the city to de-stress after an exhausting overtime. Definitely would offer to give you a ride home if its late at night, and would make sure the air conditioning is just right.

Suguru Geto - BMW 2022 4 Series vibes.

Definitely in that BMW San Remo Green colour, and coupe. (3 doors not 5) - so he could avoid carpooling cause he lowk hates giving people rides. definitely keeps antibacterial wipes in his glove compartment compartment to wipe the seats every time someone gets a ride in his car and goes, ik he has a small paintbrush stowed away somewhere to dust away the particles on his dashboard. I know he uses Yankee car fresheners, if you fart in his car bro is kicking you out and will tell you to take the bus.

Nobara Kugasaki - Mint green Volkswagen beetle.

Car probably smells so good, new car freshener off amazon every week. Surely the ones that you stick in your air vent and not the ones that hang off the rear view mirror. Definitely stuck eyelashes on the headlights, when it’s Christmas time she’d put reindeer antlers and a red nose. Depends how she’s feeling, the car can be really spotless or it looks like a bomb has gone off it it, no in between. 100% lots of receipts lying around from her shopping trips so when she needs to return something she doesn’t even bother otherwise she needs to scavenge through the whole archive she has in her car. Most likely has terrible road rage and always uses the gear stick wrong that the whole car jolts in traffic. Would also drive over potholes like it’s nothing.

Choso Kamo - Gives me car-less vibes, Lexus at most.

I'm ngl if we're talking pure anime/manga and not fanart Choso, he lowk looks like he doesn’t know how to drive. Like idkw I cannot imagine him in a car. Maybe a Lexus if he did drive but that's about it. Relies on people to give him lifts, aka his girl Yuki who drives LMAO. Certified passenger princess. The type to make you drop him off a block away cause he doesn't want to waste your gas. Definitely clutches on to the handle above if you drive a little too fast. Very polite rider and too scared to take control of the car radio so if he has to listen to country FM then yeah he would just firm it. Also too afraid to touch anything in the car thinking it would blow up.

Toji Fushiguro - Don't even get me started. Ik that mf got his car off Craigslist.

Bought it off a single mother who owns a 5 door car that has paint chipping off it and a new tyre is needed every 4 days, so there’s just 3 nice stock wheels and then you see the ugly ass spare tyre on the back right wheel of the car. That shit be lookin like a registered offenders car so bad that police stops him every block. Food wrappers and empty water bottles filled of piss underneath the car seats, it definitely has those ugly ass fabric material grey seats. The car would smell like you just finished eating a McDonald’s in there even though no one fucking ate McDonald’s in there ever. Windows aren’t even automatic they’re that handle rolling one where it’s a workout to bring it up. He definitely hangs around the gas station vacuum self service area to open the box and steal all the nickels and pennies for gas money. He put a towel in the backseat for his worm like its a damn dog otherwise if they fought then the worm gets locked away in the trunk. Also wipers don't work and his car exterior always has the dusty ass mud stain like where is this man driving???

Ryomen Sukuna - Dodge Charger SRT Hellcat.

No questions. ALL BLACK. That man is like the undertaker at night. cause he's annoying like that, catch him doing donuts at your nearest fucking junction when people are just trying to get home or go to work. Definitely has a stash of speeding tickets in his compartment and went to court for speeding but failed to show up, once like how did he not get his licensed revoked?? Maybe even knocked over a few people, for sure honks at the car in front of him the millisecond the light turns green. Asks people who drive a minivan to race him. Loud music playing 24/7. His playlist would be Glokk40spaz or Rich Amiri. THIS MF TAILGATES. God forbid you come across him in traffic. I'd literally swerve the other way and take the longest way home. I just know Sukuna would be the type to wear scary masks and traumatize babies who stare at him from other cars in the traffic, and the parents would be so confused to why their baby was screaming crying.

Yuji Itadori - A fucking bicycle

cannot be trusted with a car, if he had one then he would always stop on the highway while cars are moving at 120mph to help a cat and its litter cross the damn road. His bike wheels definitely got stolen once but they kindly left the bike frame. He'd have one of those clown bike horns but barely uses it cause he's too scared to stand up for himself. He cycles on the wrong side of the path, always has a near collison experience with people walking his way, too scared to cycle on the actual road like a grown up. For sure wears a helmet and knee pads like he's about to deploy into war.

Megumi Fushiguro - A fully modified Nissan GTR.

Definitely a more sensible driver though. The one person who has a sick car modified to the heavens. I feel like it would be a nice dark blue or even a black. Only times he'd drive it would be when Nobara would beg for a lift to the shopping mall, or Yuji just wants to ride in the car for no reason. Car is absolutely spotless. Multiple girls have hollered at him through the window but he'd just side eye them and roll the windows back up. That shit has a spoiler, doesn't let ANYONE eat in his car. For sure on #cartok, I just know he has a secret tiktok and instagram account where he posts those sigma car videos of his car and edits them on capcut like a pro.

Mahito - 100% a Honda N-Box

lots of fucking rear windscreen decorations and liveries. For sure has driven too fast before that the car almost tilt over on its side. Shit at parking, would be good but he always parks crooked no matter what. Gives me vibes where he'd hang fuzzy dice cubes from his rear view mirror. I just know he has locked his car keys inside his car before cause he seems like a forgetful person. People definitely tried to hijack his car before. 100% driven over a curb and just said “oops.”

Hiromi Higuruma - 2021 Audi RS7 (Sportback)

this man is well kept, I mean he's literally a lawyer. Mans got the moola for that. Would also keep it simple, opt for an all black glossy exterior. Drives with two hands but not in a weird way. Always lets children going to school cross the road before him, even if it's not a crosswalk. Would patiently wait as an elderly person crosses the road, he might even get out of the car to help. He doesn't care about the other cars honking in the back. I feel like this man is a master at parking, and the type to also offer you a lift home if it's getting too dark or the weather is awful outside. His car would not have an air freshener, but instead his own cologne would be the car freshener. Definitely wears Creed cologne. Very neat, and his car is spotless without trying. Except for the paperwork that's stowed away in the glove compartment underneath the dashboard and occasionally flies open.

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brilium · 1 year

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➳❥│K I N K T O B E R 2 0 2 3 ♡

Yooooo, this is the first time ever that I participate on this since I started writing, I’m so exciteddd! ♡ I really want to complete it but if I don’t I’ll make sure to post them later:)

My main fandoms rn are Jujutsu Kaisen and Attack on Titan, I thought about adding Chainsawman but I need to re-read it all the manga for accuracy 😩

♡ D I S C L A I M E R ‼️‼️

⤷This is obviously about to contain mature content, minors do not interact or you'll be blocked:) This goes also for ageless blogs so put it on your blog pls.

⤷If you don't like this kind of stuff, just ignore it and keep scrolling or block me ♡

⤷SatoSugu and Eren are my soft pookies, so there might be more of them in the list, sorry. I need to write about them a lot to live 😩

♡ M A S T E R L I ST ♡

❥DAY 1. Filming! with Suguru Geto

╰┈➤Summary. Starting to sell content online is giving you a good source of money and, maybe, meeting with one of your mutuals might bring a good content for your account.

❥DAY 2. Voyeurism! with Mikasa Ackerman

╰┈➤Summary. Your organized roommate hates your messy ways to live but, a little mistake with the closet door might lead her to break those walls on her.

❥DAY 3. Camgirl! with Eren Jaeger

╰┈➤Summary. Eren got you a tulip necklace on your birthday, one that you never take off, not even during your livestreams on a secret site at night. And Eren could recognize that necklace anywhere.

❥DAY 4. Car Sex! with Toji Fushiguro

╰┈➤ Ok, I'll be honest, I wrote it but I didn't liked it JKDDJKH. So I'll post it when I've finished the list lol

❥DAY 5. Clothes on! with Jean Kristein

╰┈➤Summary. You're a pain in the ass for Jean, and for you? He's a nuisance before meeting up with Eren for a hook up. Fortunately, the two best students of Dr. Smith are smart (or horny) enough to find a middle point where they can do more than fighting.

❥DAY 6. Cheating! with Satoru Gojo

╰┈➤Summary.Your boyfriend, hated by all your friends, turns you down again on a dinner that you planned for weeks and Satoru shows up at a bar to wash away all your worries like he always does.

❥DAY 7. Size Kink! with Reiner Braun

╰┈➤Summary. Attending to the gym is tiring. And in the morning shift? Worse. But the fat crush on your coach makes it lighter for you. One day, you decide to take the risk to finally make a move with him.

❥DAY 8. Phone Sex! with Eren Jaeger

╰┈➤Summary. A boundarie of not having sex with your hot ex-fuckboy boyfriend for a whole month is eating you from the inside and you decide that it's time to tempt him with a good night selfie.

❥DAY 9. Aphrodisiac! with Nanami Kento

╰┈➤Summary. Nanami has been dealing with a lot of stress at the office lately, and you decided to buy him a naturalist tea that it supposed to help with the stress relief. It seems to help with stress in a very particular way...

❥DAY 10. Deep Throat! with Toji Fushiguro

╰┈➤Summary. Megumi got in a fight for the third time in the month, and his father had to attend with Megumi's teacher to talk about his behavior. Toji finds her hot and annoying. Maybe there's one way to fix his annoyance by hearing her yell.

❥DAY 11. Thigh Riding! with Erwin Smith

❥DAY 12. Caught Sex! with Suguru Geto

╰┈➤Summary. One of Suguru's co-workers keeps trying to flirt with him even though she knows that he's dating you and you sneak out on the changing rooms to show her how to strike back properly.

❥DAY 13. Toys! with Armin Arlet

❥DAY 14. Witch! Reader (Medieval AU) with Eren Jaeger

╰┈➤Summary. You’ve been calmly living in the heart of the forest since people started to believe in stupid rumors of witches. When you cross paths with a hurt man hunting, you give him a hand and turns your small wooden house into a hotter place.

❥DAY 15. Morning Sex! with Porco Galliard

╰┈➤Summary. Marcel brought his not anymore little brother to the beach vacation, you thirsty in the morning might lead you to let your morning desires lead you.

❥DAY 16. Public Sex! with Satoru Gojo

╰┈➤Summary. Satoru Gojo has an arranged marriage since before his birth, and today is the day to impress each other’s family before the wedding preparations start but you both don’t seem so excited for it so you find the way to go with it through the thin paper walls.

❥DAY 17. Breeding Kink! with Nanami Kento

❥DAY 18. Shower Sex! with Levi Ackerman

❥DAY 19. Roleplay! with Suguru Geto

❥DAY 20. Girls Night! with Shoko Ieri and Utahime Iori

❥DAY 21. Succubus! with Armin Arlert

╰┈➤Summary. Eren is being a headache talking about having weird dreams and sleep paralysis, Armin always ignores his blabbering, but when he wakes up in the middle of the night with a weight on his lap, he starts to questionate himself.

❥DAY 22. Hate Sex! with Sukuna’s True Form

❥DAY 23. Costumes! with Eren Jaeger

❥DAY 24. Gloryhole! with Toji Fushiguro

❥DAY 25. Make Up Sex! with Satoru Gojo

❥DAY 26. Face Sitting! with Porco Galliard

❥DAY 27. Overstimulation! with Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto

❥DAY 28. Office Sex! with Nanami Kento

❥DAY 29. Somnophilia! with Jean Kristein

❥DAY 30. Gangbang! with Eren Jaeger, Jean Kristen and Connie Springer

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POOL BOY.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ poolboy!megumi x milf!reader ☽༓･*˚⁺‧

❀ wc | 3.5k

❀ cw | nsfw, all characters aged up to 21+, virgin!megumi, virginity loss, milf!fem!reader, infidelity, age gap, nipple play, fingering, oral (m receiving), lots of praise, mentions of toji & gojo, unprotected sex, creampie

❀ a/n | literally thought of this while at olive garden, enjoy!

megumi couldn’t help but stare sometimes. you were putting on a show for him and he was stepping right into your trap. the way you sauntered outside in the tiniest bikini you could find whenever he came to clean the pool. he’s definitely dropped the leaf skimmer more than a few times breaking his neck to look at your ass. you swung your hips a little more and slathered yourself in body oil so the sun would glimmer off of your smooth and freshly waxed skin.

he knew how wrong it was to think of you in such a lewd manner, zoning out as he thought about your full lips wrapped around his cock and slurping up his cum. you were a happily married woman with two kids, living lavish in the humongous mansion and two acres of land your husband bought. megumi thought it was overkill for a family of 4, but who was he to judge?

he was fresh out of college and in between jobs, so he decided to work for his dad’s pool cleaning company. it was decent pay and he made his own schedule so he couldn’t complain, and getting to see your tits practically spilling out of your bathing suit every week was a plus.

though the past few weeks, toji cleaned since megumi was finishing up finals. he’d overheard toji talking about fucking some woman in an enormous mansion during the job, and he immediately knew he was talking about you. you had a seductive heir about you, flirting with everyone you laid eyes on, whether or not it was intentional. your signature scent permeating throughout every room and your enticing smile luring in your prey. It was laughable that a brute like toji would ignore that. you were irresistible and megumi’s thought his little crush on you was embarrassing, knowing that there were men out there such as his father waiting in the bushes to woo you over.

“hi, ‘gumi! it’s boiling out here, so i brought you a water in case you were getting a little thirsty.” you beamed at him, holding the ice cold water bottle to your chest before reaching out to give it to him. his eyes wandered down to your breasts being squished together between your arms, mentally berating himself for letting his eyes drift downwards.

“uh, thanks. i’ll be done in a half hour.” he cleared his throat, taking the bottle from you, your fingertips lightly grazing his knuckles, sending shivers up his spine.

“take your time! don’t mind me, i’m just gonna tan for a bit while you finish. it’s really the only alone time i have until the girls get home from school.” you waved him off, setting your sunscreen down on the ground and taking a seat on the lounger. “i missed you for the last few weeks, but your dad toji is a pretty nice guy!”

he scoffed and rolled his eyes, hating every bit of praise that his dad got. the man was an asshole and a complete whore, nothing about the man was nice.

“i guess,” he shrugged his shoulders, scooping up the leaves from the pool, “he’s alright.”

“rocky relationship, huh?” you chuckled, rubbing in the sunscreen on your arms.

“you could say that. he’s an asshole, don’t know why everyone speaks so highly of him.”

“women tend to gravitate towards the assholes, so i get it.” you shrugged.

“do you? uh, gravitate towards the assholes i mean.”

“hm, i don’t think so. i like the shy and nice ones who get flustered easily. the ones who get so nervous around me… i think they’re a lot hotter than the assholes, don’t you?” you bit on your bottom lip, massaging your breasts with sunscreen while megumi had his back turned, his focus on the dead bugs floating atop the blue water.

a lump formed in his throat, his hands gripping the leaf skimmer until his knuckles were white. “i-i um, i don’t think i know.” swallowing so hard, he was positive you heard, he peeked over his shoulder only to see your hands groping your mounds, your low eyes meeting his from the safety of your shaded lounger. he snapped his neck back around, eyes roaming about, looking at anything but you.

“y’know, the shy, cute ones like you? so kind and respectful, not very talkative. observant and reserved, keeping all their thoughts inside of their heads.” you leaned back in your seat, spreading your legs open while you stared daggers into the back of megumi’s skull.

“you think i’m cute?” he asked the only few words he could muster up. sweat beaded his forehead and he couldn’t tell if it was from the summer heat or from your alluring voice.

“mhm. i think you’re extremely attractive, megumi. i know all the ladies are fighting for your attention. little ole’ me wouldn’t even stand a chance.” you purred. megumi shook his head. he was so quiet and reserved, any girl who showed a slight interest him thought he was just uninterested in their advances. truth is, megumi really didn’t know how to even talk to girls. his mentor, gojo, would try to show him the reigns, but it never stuck. gojo was stupidly smooth and flirtatious, but megumi was awkward and inexperienced.

“girls don’t really like me that much. i’m, uh, just kind of awkward.”

“their loss. i think it’s cute how awkward you are. you just need to find the right person to bring you out of your shell a little. have you ever asked a girl on a date?” you cocked your head to the side, your curiosity getting the best of you.

“n-no,” he admitted in defeat, dragging the leaf skimmer out of the pool and dumping it in a small plastic bag, “i’ve barely even talked to a girl. the is probably the longest conversation i’ve ever had with one.”

“does that mean you’re a virgin, ‘gumi?” you asked. his eyes widened at the curt question. he shuffled around to face you, your clothed cunt on full display for him to ogle at. you grinned, propping yourself up on your elbows and tore down his walls piece by piece just with your eyes alone. his eyes shifted downward as he nodded, his grip on the skimmer going slack. you cooed at him as if he were a child.

“can you put some sunscreen on my back? usually my husband does it but he’s on a business trip.” you changed the subject, waving him over to you as you grabbed the sunscreen. he contemplated for a moment, his cock twitching in his shorts while watching you turn around, sitting on your heels and pushing your hair to one side for easier access. his eyes traveled to your ass that sat so pretty on your heels of your feet, he couldn’t help but to imagine how the soft flesh would feel in his hands. he trudged over to you and grabbed the sunscreen from you, pouring a decent amount into his hands and rubbing it between his hands. he kneeled behind you, warm hands finding their way to your back and spreading the sunscreen around. his heart pounded in his chest, almost jumping out as you reached behind you and untied your swim top.

“i think it’ll be easier this way.” you turned your head to the side, glimpsing at his focused face from your peripheral. he nodded, anxiety skyrocketing just knowing that on your front side, your hardened nipples were exposed and ready to be toyed with. his hands continued working up and down your back.

“and you don’t have to be so gentle with me, megumi. you can be a little rougher, i can take it.” you chewed on your bottom lip, scooting backwards to be closer to him. he had been just barely making contact with your skin, his palms gliding over your back with a featherlike touch. he obliged, applying more pressure as he rubbed in the product. your lips parted slightly as you closed your eyes, a softened moan tumbling out of your mouth. you weren’t sure if megumi heard you, but he did. he fought the urge to palm his length through his shorts, the pretty sound you just made causing blood to rush straight to his head.

“um, i-is this okay, y/n?” he checked in. you nodded your head with your eyes still closed. your hands found his, placing them on top of his and lazily guided them to your perked up nipples. his breath hitched as you began moving your hands in sync with his, rolling the nubs in slow circles. you threw your head back onto his shoulder, your sensitive mounds sending flames straight to your core.

“fuck, ‘s more than okay. feels s’good.” you sighed out in bliss. you opened your eyes, your gaze finding megumi’s lust filled ones. his cock getting ready to explode in his boxers, he leaned his head down, your lips barely centimeters apart.

“kiss me. please.” you whispered, ready to close the gap between the two of you. your lips collided with such a burning want, the tension finally broken between the two of you. you arched your back slightly, waiting for him to catch the rhythm your lips were moving at. he found his pace and your lips were in sync, a low moan coming from megumi as you snaked your tongue around his, grabbing a hand full of his hair to pull his body closer to yours. you continued guiding his hands from your tits to your cunt, sliding them down your stomach, your core jumping in anticipation.

the pads of his fingers grazed your hooded clit as you slid your joined hands underneath your swim bottoms, a small gasp escaping your lips. megumi took that as a good sign and rubbed circles on the swollen nub, your lips separating as you fought back a moan, bucking your hips into him.

“that feel good?” he asked, his voice dropping lower, dripping with greed and want. you nodded your head, giving in to the moan you could no longer fight off. your sounds were music to his ears, urging him to continue his movements and continue learning your body and its reactions.

“please, ‘gumi. don’t stop. wanna ride your fingers.” you pleaded, leading his fingertips to prod at your slick entrance. “please.” how could he refuse when your voice quivered like that when you begged. You taught him how to please a woman in your own way.

“like this?” he slid his index finger inside of your throbbing cunt, accidentally curling it as he pushed it inside, knuckle deep. your eyes shot open, back arching as you let out a blaring moan, megumi’s finger strumming over your g spot.

“oh my- fuck- holy shit, just like that.” he felt around the spongy patch on your insides, assuming it was your g spot just from your reaction. you let the upper half of your body fall limp as you leaned against his chest, curses spewing from your mouth constantly as his finger created more pressure in your core. you goaded him to add another finger, and he did so, bringing you closer to your orgasm, grinding your hips against his fingers and letting them meet his hand while you squeezed your tits, brain swirling around in circles.

“you look so fucking pretty like this.” he gaped down at your rousing state, your eyebrows knitted together as your jaw went slack.

“mmph- gumi i-i’m gonna- gonna cum.” you choked out as his fingers sped up, thrusting in and out of your velvety walls as you clamped down on them, practically spasming underneath him. he moaned at your cunt gripping his fingers, just imagining how your tight hole would grip his cock with no mercy, the only stimulation coming from his fist before now.

“please, cum on my fingers. i wanna see.” he was breathless, taken by your beauty as your body tensed, thighs trembling as your high washed over you, mewling back to back as your hips bucked uncontrollably, a cloud of fog settling over your brain. you rode out your orgasm on his fingers before he pulled them out of you with a sigh. you brought them to your mouth, gazing up at him as you bobbed your head up and down, slurping up your essence from his hand. he cursed under his breath as you took them out from between your lips with a pop.

“lay back, baby. i wanna make you feel good.” you uttered softly, helping megumi to lay flat on his back. you untied the sides of your bottoms and tossed them to the side, straddling his lap as you ran your hands underneath his shirt, dragging your fingertips up his abs and leaning down closer to him. “will you let me make you feel good?“ you whispered in his ear, your signature scent clogging up his nostrils, head dizzy from the smell of you and the smell of your arousal. he nodded, but you shook your head.

“can you use your words for me? pretty please?” a pout formed on your lips as the tips of your acrylic nails circled his pecs, your cunt grinding against his bulge.

“fuck, yes. please make me feel good, y/n.” he breathed, arms reaching around to grab your waist. you dipped your head low, licking a stripe from his neck to the back of his ear, continuing to grind your ass on his lap. he shuddered underneath you while your lips attacked his neck, leaving faint purple marks down his neck and across his collarbone. he gripped your ass in his hands and let out a moan, feeling you groan against his skin in satisfaction. lifting his shirt above his head, you left gentle kisses from his chest to his stomach until you reached the tent in his shorts that begged to be released. you crawled in between his legs, raising your ass up in the air as you freed his cock, watching in excitement as it jumped up, standing at attention and waiting to be used.

“‘s big ‘n pretty, ‘gumi. you’ve been hiding this from me?” you looked up at him through your lashes with doe eyes, gliding your tongue along your bottom lip as you began stroking his shaft at an agonizing pace. he grunted, shaking his head.

“would never hide anything from you. ‘m all yours.” the words spilled from his mouth before he could even comprehend what he was saying. you grinned, sticking your tongue out to give his tip kitten licks.

“all mine?” you gave his length a light squeeze before covering it with a line of spit. his eyes almost rolled back, watching the line of spit connect from your mouth to his cock. he nodded, his jaw dropping at how sexy you looked stroking his cock like that. you gave the underside a lick from the base to the head, sucking on the tip briefly before popping it out of your mouth. megumi was becoming antsy, squirming in the lounger while you teased the tip, swirling your tongue around the slit and hollowing out your cheeks, practically suctioning the head.

“god, y/n, please just-“ unable to finish his begging, he threw his head back, letting out a strained groan as you lowered your head down on his length, the tip prodding at the back of your throat. he watched the way his cock disappeared into your mouth, your head bobbing up and down and saliva pooled out of your mouth, all the spit covering his shaft glistening as the sun beamed down on the two of you. lewd sounds of slurping and gagging helping to coax an orgasm out of him. his hands gripped the sides of the lounger before they found refuge within the twisted strands of your hair, tangling through your locks as he pushed your head down on his length, your nose brushing against his abdomen. you coughed around him twice before coming up from air, smiling up at him while you pumped his cock in your hand while you caught your breath.

“can i please feel you? wanna be inside of you.” he pleaded, swiping the stray hairs from your face. you brought yourself up to hover over his cock, balancing on your feet as you held the base of his length, sinking down on him. he hissed out, your cunt squeezing his sensitive cock with a death grip, the pressure ripping through your entire body as he finally bottomed out, the tip nudging your g spot without even moving.

“so big, ‘gumi.” you whined, holding his wrists as his hands settled on your hips, ready to assist whenever you had adjusted. megumi knew he wouldn’t last, his cock twitching for release once you shifted on your knees, your cunt unintentionally pulsating around him.

“you feel so fucking good, i can’t.” he panted just as you began rocking your hips and bouncing on his length. you leaned down, pressing your chest to his as you slotted your lips over his, devouring them with each passing moment and letting him swallow your wanton moans. the friction of your sensitive nipples grazing against his chest aiding your high.

“shit, y/n.” he cursed, tearing away from your lips to feast his eyes on your cunt swallowing your dick as you continued bouncing up and down, rolling your hips in slight circles as his tip pressed against your cervix, already cockdrunk. megumi’s hands drifted up towards your tits, watching you squeal as he squeezed them harshly, his eyes on yours. he removed one hand and snaked it around your waist, pressing your body back onto his and latching his lips onto one of your nipples, flicking his tongue and sucking like a pacifier. you looked down and goosebumps formed on your arms despite the humidity, yelping out as his teeth pulled at the nub, soothing it with his tongue afterwards. you grinned, lips upturning with pleasure as your clit rubbed against the base of him, stimulating the sensitive bundle of nerves.

“oh. f-fuck i need to cum!” you moaned out, wrapping your hands around his neck as he tilted his hips upwards, trying his best to meet your tempo. the heat of the summer beamed down onto him, sweat beading his forehead as focused on pushing you over the edge while prolonging his own release. you reached your hand between your bodies and angrily rubbing your clit, chasing after your orgasm. megumi let out a breathy moan, your quivering hole squeezing his cock all too well as it throbbed inside of you.

“fuck, i’m gonna-“ before he could finish his sentence, his hips stuttered, his hot, white cum shooting up into your womb and painting your insides. the warmth was the cherry on top as your body stilled, mouth going slack as you gushed all over his cock, your essence spilling out over his lower abdomen along with his seed leaking out of you. you dropped down onto his chest, panting as you tried to catch your breath.

megumi’s mind seemed foggy and warped as he tried to wrap his head around the fact that he had just lost his virginity—to a married woman at that. he stared up at the clear sky, the faint sounds of ripples in the pool acting as white noise.

“did you like it?” you asked, breaking him away. he only nodded, being rendered speechless.

“i know people like their first times to be special, but i’m not a very patient girl.” you lifted yourself from his length, moving to grab your bikini top off of the cement.

“it was perfect.” he mumbled, looking away as you made yourself decent, a rosy pink dusting his cheek. you beamed down at him, nibbling at your bottom lip.

“i’m so glad, sweetheart. i like you much more than your father.” you chuckled, standing to put your swim bottoms back on and allowing megumi to slide his shorts and shirt back on.

“huh?” his eyebrows furrowed, wondering if he had heard you right. knowing that his father was bragging about fucking a married woman in a large mansion, he assumed it was you and he was right.

“hm, never mind. will i get to see you next week?” you changed the subject, taking a seat next to him as he sat up, running your hands up and down his arm. he cleared his throat and nodded, avoiding your heated gaze. you tsked and lifted his chin up with your index finger for him to look at you.

“we should do this again, yeah?” you brought your thumb to his cheek, caressing his cheekbone while you spoke.

“y-yeah, we should.” he stared at your slightly swollen lips, the lip gloss you had on smeared a little underneath your chin.

“and tell your dad to swing by. maybe he can help me show you a thing or two.”

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Tell it to my heart

Here's to the one with the scorching stare of love, blood, and vengeance. Eyes killer cold, blue and bare.

pairing: Gojo Satoru x f! reader AU - Mafia

warnings: angst, implied abuse, injuries, blood, alcohol, death, suicide, drug usage, addict, recovery, smut, gore, violence, trauma, guns, abuse

Author’s note: This fanfiction is going to be a slow build story with an irregular upload scheme. I am not sure when I will be able to update. I might upload multiple chapters in a single week or not upload for a few weeks. It depends on what my daily schedule is and it is very dynamic. This story is for a mature audience and will have a lot of problematic themes. If this is triggering to you, please refrain from interacting with this story. The content warning is for the entire story and not just for this chapter. Again, I cannot emphasize enough, this is a slow burn story. In this story, you will find some changes in mannerisms among characters. Gojo Satoru will be smoking and drinking. Yuji and Sukuna will be 2 different people but are related by blood. The main reason is, I do not see Yuji being part of a Mafia unless he had no other choice. The cursed spirits will be human in appearance.

Notes for this chapter: Slight smut I guess?

Chapter 4 - Change

You woke up gasping for air. You had a nightmare where your dead friend and Mahito kept taunting you. You realize you were now in a big room and were lying on a queen-sized bed. You notice that your black vest was taken off you and the left sleeve was torn open. The graze wound caused by the bullet was now covered with bandages. You touch your throbbing forehead and find that a bandage has been used to help your body heal your wound. Your throat was dry and it felt like sandpaper at this point. You hear the door to your room open. Satoru, Sukuna and Nanami walk in.

“How are you feeling?” Nanami asks you.

“As if you care.” Your voice was raspy. You were past the point of caring. You knew you had no chance at a normal life. You did not give them any useful information and they were probably going to dispose of you like how Asami was disposed of. “How did you know I was awake?”

Satoru points to a camera at the corner of your room. You felt like your privacy was violated but it made sense that they were still monitoring your activity. Satoru places a water bottle and an apple beside you. You look at it skeptically even though you were thirsty. He smirks at you.

“It isn’t poisoned, (Y/N)”. He takes the water bottle, opens it, and drinks a sip of water. He hands it to you while he takes the apple and bites a piece of it and swallows it in front of you. You take the water bottle from him and empty the whole bottle. You then take the apple and eat it.

Sukuna clears his throat. “Ahem. Yuji is safe. I made sure of that. He will be here shortly.”

“You’re his brother, aren’t you?” You finish the apple quickly.

“Yes… I thought my family died in that accident. But I was wrong.” He rubs the back of his head.

“(Y/N), You seem to have taken a few injuries, we want a doctor to examine you. Is that okay?” Satoru looked at your bandages. You nod.

Nanami goes out of the room and brings a woman with him. She looked tired.

“Hello. I am Dr. Shoko Ieri. I was the one who patched up your wounds. Your left arm needed stitches, I will remove them after a week. I should warn you, it will leave a scar.” She was all business-like.

She pulled out a torch. “You took a heavy hit to your head. I want to check if you have a concussion.” She flashes the light to your eyes. “Pupils are dilating normally. Miss, can you move your eyes in such a way that it follows my finger?” You nod. She moves her finger from left to right and right to left.

“Can you stand up and walk for me?” She moves, making some space for you.

You remove the duvet and get up from the bed. You still had your skirt on but your stocking was ripped in random places. Your skirt felt wet and you touch it. Your fingers had some blood.

“What the fuck?” Sukuna exclaimed.

There was blood on the sheets. You forgot that during your interrogation, your period had started.

Nanami shifted uncomfortably while Satoru looked concerned.

Your face flushed red. “I am so sorry. I’ll clean that up. Really. Just let me clean it up.”

“HUH? You’re bleeding and you are worried about cleaning it up?” Sukuna looked at you as if you were an alien.

“She’s on her period, dumbass.” Shoko sighed. “What do you use? Tampons, Pads, Period panties, cups?”

“Tampons.” You whisper.

“Get some tampons arranged for her, now.” She ordered Nanami.

You saw that the three men respected her and you were impressed as to how she composed herself. Mafia women were built different, you thought. She leads you to a bathroom. “There should be some towels and a bathrobe in there. Go take a shower if you can. If you have any open wounds or you feel pain anywhere, let me know. I’ll look into it. Make sure you don’t wet your bandages.”

You enter the bathroom and thank the lords that there was no bathtub in there. You couldn’t stand seeing a bathtub. You close the door behind you and slowly undress. You notice that your legs have cuts and bruises. Nothing major that required attention. You notice giant purple and black bruises in your ribs from Mahito’s kicks. You walk closer to the mirror and notice bruises on your neck from Sukuna’s fingers. You adjust the shower settings and let the warm water run down your body. You clean the wounds on your legs and hands. Your body ached but nothing felt broken for now. You use a citrus-scented shower gel that you find on the rack. You rinse it off. You would have liked to wash your hair but Dr. Shoko suggested not to wet the bandages so you decided against it. You were probably there for a long time as you hear a knock on the door.

“Is everything okay in there?”

It was Satoru.

“Yeah, everything is fine. I’ll be out in a few minutes.” You shut the shower and grab a towel. You pat yourself dry and use the bathrobe. You look at your underwear and pause. It was completely ruined by your period. You also realized you didn’t have underwear and did not want to free bleed as you walked. You already ruined the sheets and possibly the mattress. You open the door to see Satoru and Sukuna standing outside. You did not step out of the bathroom. You see that the sheets were already changed.

“Are you planning to stay in there forever?” Satoru chuckled.

“Unless you want me to bleed on your floor.”

You notice his smile drop as he hands you a paper bag. “Here, this should help”

Sukuna looked away from the two of you. The fact that big, scary mafia men were tiptoeing around periods was funny to you. You check the bag to see a couple of tampon packs and a few underwears of different sizes. You close the bathroom door again and use a tampon and slide a pair of panties that you thought would be comfortable. You throw your panties, stocking, and skirt into a bin in the bathroom and then walk out of the bathroom. You notice that Sukuna has left the room.

“Does Shoko need to check on anything?” Satoru asks.

“No, she doesn’t. I am fine.” You sit on the bed. “So… what is the point of all of this?”

“Hm?”

“Why are you taking care of me?”

“That’s a good question… I am in love with you!” He grins. You roll your eyes. “Mr. Gojo, I am serious.”

“Mr. Gojo? What happened to Satoru?” He raises an eyebrow.

“You’re not who I thought you were.”

“I am the same person you met that day. But if you’re going to call me by my last name, at least drop the Mr. that’s my father.”

“Okay. Gojo, I am being serious. Why am I still here?”

“It’s complicated. Would you rather be killed? We saw the cuts on your hand… You are full of contradictions, (Y/N). You want a fresh start but there are signs of self-harm on you. You want to survive but you ask your captors why they kept you alive. I just don’t seem to understand you.” He runs his hands through his hair in frustration. “Why are you still alive? I don’t know. Maybe it’s because you are Sukuna’s brother’s legal guardian? Maybe it’s because we are not the monsters you think we are? Maybe we are going to kill you but after we are done with you? Does it really matter? All that matters is that you are alive right now.”

“You don’t know me.” You say as you rub the scars on your wrist.

“But I do. At least to a certain extent. Miss little (Y/N) got in with the wrong crowd, got involved with drugs, got addicted. Parents couldn’t get a hold of you. Your addiction drove your parents apart. They stayed under the same roof for your sake but your dad started drinking to tune you and your mother out. Dad drove under the influence and his car crashed against a tree, killing him on impact. Your mother was ridden with guilt after losing her husband, you were completely codependent on drugs and your state got worse, your mother felt guilty about that as well and she killed herself. Obviously, your mother left you a letter which was the turning point of your addiction. You tried killing yourself and that didn’t work so you cleaned up your act and decided to get a fresh start.” He sounded cold and calculating as he summarized.

“You’re right about some things, you’re wrong about a lot of things, Gojo.”

“What was I wrong about?” He sits beside you. You move a little away from him.

“It doesn’t matter.” You looked up at the ceiling. “Now what?”

“You’ll have to be a little more specific than that.” Gojo laid down on the bed.

“Now… what do you plan to do with me?” You look at him. His eyes were closed and you tried to take in his appearance.

“Hmmm… Good question. We haven’t figured that out yet. I mean, we could always send you back which is what Nanami would prefer as well but that would not end well for you. The SnK will come for you. Don’t be mad at Nanami, he’s practical about things and he feels you are a liability and a perfect SnK sleeper agent. You have no one to tie you down and you have a hole in your entire story. Your sealed records could not be found in the adoption agency or at any police station as well.”

You lie again. “I don’t know. I don’t remember anything…”

“It doesn’t matter. Sukuna and I don’t think you are a sleeper agent. You are smart but you are impulsive. No offense but I don’t think you have an appetite for all of this.” He opens his eyes to look at you.

“You’re right, I don’t. But I am surprised Sukuna agreed. He looked like he wanted to kill me himself.” You instinctively touch your neck.

“Yeah. Sukuna has a short fuse. He can get pretty violent if he sees you as a threat. It doesn’t matter if you are a man, woman, or a child... Okay maybe not a child but you get what I mean. That’s why he is my third in command.” He raises himself to be supported by his elbow on the bed.

“So you’re the leader of the triad?”

“Sort of… It’s a little more complex than your usual organizational hierarchy.” He examines his fingers.

“So the three families each have a representative leader…” You understood why they called themselves a triad.

“Yep. But I am the strongest among the three of them.” He grinned. “Coming back to why Sukuna wants you here. He won’t admit it but I think it is because he sees you as a safety net concerning his brother.”

That made sense to you. “And what do you want, Gojo?”

He sits up and looks you in the eye. “What do I want? Well, I want to see how this all plays out. Think of it as me having a soft spot for a puppy I rescued.” He winks at you. You remember him calling you a lost puppy when you first met him. You roll your eyes. He slowly extends his hand towards you. “I am not going to hurt you, (Y/N).” He touches your neck to examine the bruises left by Sukuna. You shiver against his touch. He slowly moves his fingers up to your face, against your cheek, and turns your face side to side. “I know what Sukuna did, but what did Mahito do to you?”

“Well… Asami was frantic and was telling me her life was in danger. Mahito shows up out of nowhere and he tries to shoot Asami, she tries to use me as a human shield but fails so the bullet grazes me..” You then remember how in her dying moments your friend wanted to betray you. Two things hurt you. First, the betrayal, and second, her death. In your head, you excused the betrayal as a form of withdrawal. You didn’t know how long Asami was on the run for and you remembered your own withdrawal and how terrible you were when your parents tried to get you help. But you saw Asami die in front of you and somehow you hadn’t still come to process that. “She’s dead…” You look at your trembling hands. “She’s dead… and he killed her” You feel your eyes burn with tears. “He killed her without a second thought and he would have done the same to me if I said something.” You felt a pit form in your diaphragm.

Gojo’s cold blue eyes seemed to melt a little as he notices tears rolling down your cheeks. In the past 48 hours, you had been through a lot and had no time to process any of it. He felt a little sympathy for you but in his world, this was an everyday affair. He cupped your face in his hand and tried to calm you down. “Hey…. (Y/N), It’s okay. You’re okay. You’re safe now.”

You didn’t know what came over you but you hugged the man in front of you. You knew your fate was in his hands and he could end you at any moment. He was dangerous and you didn’t know much about him but you hugged him anyway and began to sob hysterically. “I should … have… stopped her from doing heavy drugs… I-I-I should have been a better f-f-friend. This could have been avoided.”

He gently stroked your back as you cried uncontrollably against him. He didn’t say anything. He didn’t have to. You needed to come to terms with your emotions. He knew that and he let you have that moment.

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You don’t remember how or when you fell asleep. The last thing you remember was crying as you embraced Gojo. You find yourself entangled in your bathroom and you quickly fix it in place. You see that your room is filled with bags and boxes. You open a bag to find your belongings in them. You realize that things from your apartment are here. You hear a knock on the door.

“Come in.” You say as you check the bags for some of your clothes.

“(Y/N)!! I was so worried about you!” You see Yuji rush towards you. He suddenly is held back.

“Easy there… She’s hurt.” You hear Sukuna behind him. Yuji looks at you and then back at Sukuna and then back to you.

“Did he hurt you?” Yuji frowns.

“Hey! Why would you assume that?” Sukuna looked offended.

“Because you are a mafia mobster.” Yuji rushes to your side and hugs you gently. “Are you okay, (Y/N)?”

“I am okay, Yuji, and no he didn’t. It was someone from SnK.” You reassure him. You awkwardly look at Sukuna.

“I told the boy everything.” He crosses his arms. “I am not ashamed of who I am.”

“How do you feel about everything, Yuji?” You caress his face.

“At first, I was confused and then I was glad that my brother is okay. I only wish gramps was here to see this. But I must say that him being a triad member was shocking to me.” Yuji shrugged. “Sukuna explained what happened to you. I am so sorry, I couldn’t be of help.”

“Yuji, you have nothing to apologize for.” You hug him again, relieved that he was safe. “Thank you, Sukuna”

“What are you thanking me for? He’s my brother too. I have been looking for my family for ages now. I should be the one thanking you, you dumb bitch” He looked annoyed.

“Hey. Be nice.” Yuji pointed a finger at his older brother. They looked so similar but yet they were so different. Their personalities were completely different. Sukuna was taller than Yuji by a few inches, He was more muscular and his hair was wild compared to Yuji. Yuji’s expressions were softer and Sukuna’s seemed cold. The tattoos on Sukuna were the most obvious comparison.

“Not my style, kid. Gojo wants to meet both of you in 10 minutes. I’ll see you outside.” He leaves and shuts the door behind him.

“Yuji. Stay here while I go get dressed.” You instruct him as you rummage through different bags. Your arm still hurt a lot so you decided to wear a hoodie with a zipper and shorts. Wearing a bra with your arm and bruises was not up for debate. You hoped no one would notice. You grab your clothes and go to the bathroom to change. You change your clothes and you let down your ponytail. Your hair was a mess. You combed your hair with the brush on the bathroom shelf. Once you felt ready, you walked out of the bathroom.

“Sukuna said we will have to move because it is no longer safe in this city. He also got my stuff from home. Where do you think we should go?” Yuji stood up and opened the door for you.

“I don’t know, Yuji. Guess we’ll find out now.” You offer a small smile and walk out of this room for the first time. You walk across the hallway to a common area. The common area was 5 times the size of the room you were in. It was luxurious. Chandeliers, glass tables, expensive décor, sectional sofas, a bar table. You had only seen this type of room on the internet or TV. You felt out of place.

“Hello (Y/N) and this is Yuji, I presume.” Gojo extends his hand to Yuji. Yuji looks at you. You nod and he then shakes Gojo’s hand.

“I am Satoru Gojo, your brother’s friend.” Gojo guides the two of you to take a seat. You sit on the sofa and Yuji sits beside you.

Nanami and Gojo sat across you and Yuji while Sukuna sat near the bar table.

“So, now that everyone’s here. I would like to tell you guys my plan. Since the SnK are not going to give up hunting for (Y/N), I have decided to protect her and Yuji. She’s the legal guardian of Yuji and Yuji is Sukuna’s brother. We don’t turn our backs on our friends.” Gojo looks at Sukuna. Sukuna nods in agreement.

You sigh in relief. At least you were going to be alive.

“This also means that this city is not safe for the both of you. So naturally, I have decided to have you both live in the Mansion Sukuna and I share. It is in the capital and it is quite spacious to accommodate us all and more. I am sorry I can’t ship you off to a different country, (Y/N) that’s too risky at this point.”

You knew that something was off. If you were under his protection, surely he could have managed to protect you from a distance as well. You figured that he was keeping you around for Sukuna’s sake. If you moved, Yuji had to move with you until he was of legal age. It was either that or something else.

“Yuji, we are going to enroll you in a private school for your safety. All the elite send their kids to this school and you can continue your education,” Sukuna says as he pulls out a glass from behind the table and begins to pour himself a drink.

“And as for you (Y/N), given your recent degree in business administration, I have decided that you’ll be my secretary.” Gojo grins at you.

Your eyes widen at his statement. Being his secretary meant that you would have to monitor all his activities for him and make sure everything is in proper order for him. “Absolutely not!” You protested.

“Unless you just want to live in a mansion like a prisoner, I don’t see you having any other choice, (Y/N).”

His plan did not make sense to you. As his secretary, you would always have to be around him which would expose you to the SnK. It slowly dawned on you as to what he wanted to do.

“Can I speak with you in private?” You get up and slowly walk towards your room.

“Sure. Until (Y/N) agrees to this, I don’t see this discussion continuing further. Nanami and Sukuna, can you show Yuji to his room please?” He follows you to the room.

You enter the room and stand by the door, waiting for him. Once he enters the room, you close the door so that Yuji doesn’t hear you.

“What in the world are you trying to do?” You were angry.

“I am trying to protect you. For fuck’s sake, why can’t you see that?” Gojo looked annoyed.

“You’re using me as bait. I am not stupid. You want me to be around you so that you can lure your enemies.” You clench your jaws. You were offended that he thought you were too stupid to see through his plans.

He looked surprised. “So what if I am?” His nostrils flared. You could sense that he was angry as well.

“I do not want to be a part of this. Whatever this is…” You wave your hand around.

“Nothing will happen to you, (Y/N). As long as I am here, I can assure you that nothing will happen to you. When all this is over, you can go to wherever the fuck you want to go and I’ll help you with that. For now, all I want to do is to find out what the SnK want and then you can go.” He walks towards you and you take a few steps back until you are cornered against the wall.

“Why do you keep running away? I have enough power to protect you.” His body is a few inches away from yours… His hands brush against your hair. Your mind was split into two. Pushing him away or pulling him closer. You wanted him to fuck you senseless but at the same time, you wanted to keep your distance from this man.

“I am running away from trouble.” Your voice trembled.

“It seems like you are running away from me.” He says softly.

“You are trouble, Gojo Satoru.” You whisper as his lips brush against yours.

Your heart was screaming in your chest. This was happening. How many times had you daydreamed about this? You had lost count. You could smell his aftershave, a musky scent that reminded you of leather and woods. You put your arm around him as he pulls you close. You close your eyes as he kisses you and the world fades away. It was like fireworks and starlights. You could feel your body getting excited. His teeth grazed your lower lip and you opened your mouth to him. As his tongue danced against yours, you note that he tasted like smoke, mint, and honey. Your shaking fingers were tangled in his silky hair. You’d never felt so real in a long time. His hands slide to your thigh, gently lifting you up and pressing you against him. You felt him through his pants against your core. He was hard and you began to slowly roll your hips against him. He ran his finger along your spine making you shiver. His hands moved to the zipper of your hoodie. He seemed impatient to get the zipper down. He opens your hoodie jacket and his hands touch the skin of your hips. His hands slowly move up towards your breast, just as they glide up your ribs, you wince in pain. He pulls away from you and looks at your bare chest. You see what he sees. Your skin was covered with black and purple bruises from Mahito’s attacks.

Gojo’s demeanor changes upon looking at you. He runs his hand through his hair due to frustration and turns around.

“Get dressed.” He orders.

“They’re not as bad as they look… “ You try to explain.

“(Y/N). Just get dressed please.”

You quickly zip up your jacket. The moment that you guys had was gone. You sort your hair as he turns around.

“We’ll make him pay, (Y/N). For what he did to you and your friend. All you need to do is follow my lead. Just trust me on this. No one is going to hurt you if they know I am on your side.” He crosses his arms.

“Okay. Only on two conditions.” You count with your fingers. “One. Yuji never gets involved in any of your illegal activities.”

“I can agree to that.”

“And two. If you are going to involve me in anything. You’re going to be honest and transparent with me. No hiding your motives, or plans from me. I want you to be upfront rather than keeping me in the dark.” You raise your second finger. “Do we have a deal?”

Gojo nods and extends his hand. “Deal. Let’s shake on it.”

You shake his hand and hope that you could trust this man to keep you and Yuji safe.

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