#toruuu ᡣ𐭩୨୧ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶

[pwinkprincess]

im sad so heres toru fuckin u after an argument.

the bed creaks under your shared weight. it only merges with the sounds of your breathy moans and skin connecting together. your legs are spread around his waist, his slutty waist that your legs easily wrap around. your fairly squared nails drag up and down his back, leaving marks that you know is going to show up angrily tomorrow.

his face rests in the crook of your neck. he’s breathing heavily onto your skin while he fucks all of his bottled up emotions into your pussy. his tongue occasionally darts out of his mouth to lick at your neck and his lips follow suit, sucking on the spot he licked. there are tears brimming in both you and his eyes. you almost broke up with him. he almost broke up with you. almost, almost, almost.

he pushes and pulls away his hips rhythmically, never losing the pattern. his dick fills your pussy up just right, scratching that spot you will probably never be able to reach alone with just your fingers. he fucks you like a man, like he means it.

“right there—right there!” you gasp. your eyes are rolling back and your legs are shaking already. maybe the adrenaline from the argument has you finishing so quickly. you stop dragging your hands and instead press the tips of your fingernails into his skin.

satoru hisses out a curse word. your nails digging into his skin accompanied with your pussy clenching tightly around his dick has his own eyes rolling back. needy whimpers escape from his throat as his pace speeds up and he thrusts desperately into you. you’re whining and crying under him from overstimulation but he can’t stop. not when he’s so close. not when you tested his patience so disobediently just some minutes ago.

your pussy is creaming and getting all over his dick and the sheets. you’re making such a mess around him and he loves it. no matter how much you say you hate him, your pussy will forever say otherwise.

suddenly, you’re trying to push his head up so that you could be face to face with your lover. “kiss. wan’ kiss, toru.” your voice so desperate and soft, it’s almost hypnotic.

he’s quickly raising his head and smashing his lips onto yours. the kiss is clashing as moans and curses slip out from the both of you. he slips his tongue inside your mouth, barely giving you any room to breathe. while he busies your mouth, his right hand searches for yours, when he finds it, he’s immediately intertwining his slender fingers with yours.

when he pulls his lips away from yours, a thin line of spit follows suit and quickly breaks away. satoru bites down on his lip as he focuses back on thrusting into your wetness. him looking at you low-lidded and a flush on his face has your pussy throbbing.

“i love you, baby.” he breathes out before catching your lips once again. instead of tongue kissing, he gives you a series of kisses that has your lips sizzling. your stomach clenches, and the feeling of butterflies floating around has you breathing heavy.

“i love you more.” you’re giving him that needy look that his his balls clenching and his back arching slightly as he realizes he’s about to cum.

“so fuckin’ p-perfect. ‘mma get my shit together.” he promises. it comes out rushed as he brings his face back to your neck to leave more marks. he begins promising and babbling sweet nothings as his orgasm crashes over him. “baby.” he repeats with a loud moan as his balls drain inside your pussy.

argument be dammed, there’s no way you would ever let him go and vice versa. you’re his just as much as he’s yours.

[pwinkprincess]

GOJO X READER X GETO

“t-this is fu-fucking torture.” satoru weakly cries out. he lazily lifts his head only to be met with the sight of your pussy wrapped and gushing around his cock. his breathing is knocked out of his chest when suguru’s thick cock suddenly slams back into him, making satoru cry out a loud moan.

tears water his waterline. he wishes he could grab you by your hips and fuck up into your tight heat. he glares up at you, there’s a smug smile om your beautiful face as you bounce up and down on his length. seeing your breast bounce along with your movements has him licking his hips, wishing he could suck on your nipples.

suguru isn’t making the situation any better. he’s slamming his length in and out of satoru’s lubed hole, satoru can’t do anything but whine as the two of you fuck him like some sort of slut.

“sugu.” you dare to moan even though you’re getting pleasure from satoru. your moans are breathy, a telltale sign that you’re about to cum. you’re moaning out suguru’s name but looking down at satoru with ‘come fuck me’ eyes. and not to mention that lip bite—fuck, satoru could feel his own orgasm building up.

“gonna cum all over his dick, princess?” suguru hisses, he doesn’t bother looking up from where him and satoru are connected. excessive lube and drops of precum slips from satoru’s hole, easily guiding and slicking suguru’s cock. “mmm, make a mess over him, babygirl.” suguru tells you. he snakes one of his hands in front of you and presses his index finger against your clit.

your back arches and your bouncing falters. the little dominant front you put on easily crumbles as you look down at satoru once more. he knows what you want—his permission. you search in his eyes for any type of agreement that you can finally let go and cum around his cock.

satoru licks his lips as he stares up at you. a pout finds its way onto your lips, you try to hold back your growing orgasm but it becomes harder and harder. shallow breaths escape from deep in your chest.

“p-please.” you mewl out. you’re so so so close and with suguru pressing down on your sensitive bud, there’s no way you’re gonna last a minute longer.

“mhm, cum f’me.” satoru whimpers. suguru picks his speed up and fucks into satoru faster. the soft plap fills the room as he stretches his hole. satoru wiggles from his spot on the bed, you’re gripping around him and riding him like your personal dildo while suguru is fucking him like he’s a fucktoy. “fuhh—gonna fuckin’ cum.”

“papa.” you moan out to suguru as your orgasm crashes over you. your back arches, giving suguru a delightful view of your pussy creaming all over satoru’s cock. “m’fuckin’ cummin’!” you whine out. you body jerks and shivers before you’re falling on top of a moaning satoru.

your lips find his, the two of you begin sharing hungry kisses. your teeth and tongues clash against each other, you’re both moaning, giving suguru a view of the two people he loved the most being absolutely disgusting with one another.

“babygirl, our toru ‘s so close to cumming.” suguru hums examining the way satoru’s stomach clenches and the way his thighs tense every so often. “can you use that mouth on his dick instead?” he coos at you.

you’re quick to pull away from satoru. as you lift yourself off of his cock, you let out a soft moan. you could still feel how wet you are in between your thighs as you get on all fours and prop satoru’s cockhead into your mouth.

“fuckkkk.” satoru whimpers, he wishes so badly to be able to push your head down further and fuck your throat. to make you gag and choke until you’re patting his thigh due to how restricted your breathing is. his low eyes rise up from you to suguru. his cock twitches in your mouth when he realizes suguru is already looking at him.

“gonna cum for us, baby?” suguru asks. his voice is sultry and deep. satoru could only nod his head as he continued to look suguru deep into his dark eyes.

satoru wants to just touch someone—something. his hands being handcuffed behind his back is driving him crazy. he becomes whinier as he lifts his hips to both meet suguru’s thrusts and to attempt to fuck deeper into your mouth.

“cum then, toru. cum in our princess’s mouth.” suguru continues to egg him on. he’s lazily rolling his hips, and still managing to hit that spot that has satoru seeing stars.

“papa.” the word slips weakly from satoru’s mouth and if suguru were to ask later on if he said it he would absolutely deny it. his orgasm hits hard, it feels like he ran into a brick wall from the way his breathing is knocked out of his chest. his legs tense and his hole clenches tighter around suguru’s cock.

you moan in delight at the taste of satoru’s thick cum. you keep your mouth suctioned around his tip, greedily sucking up all of his cum. you’re moaning too as if you were receiving some type of stimulation also.

satoru lays there flatly as his orgasm comes to an halt. there’s ringing in his ears and he can barely think clearly.

“sh-shit. princess, c’mere.” suguru tells you. he grabs you by your hair and drags you off of satoru’s cock. “open.” he tells you as he pulls out of satoru and begins stroking his cock in front of your face.

and like the good girl you are, you happily open your mouth and wait for his cum also. suguru lets out a few stray moans before he’s cumming also. his cum ins’t as thick as satoru’s but its enough. he empties himself into your mouth, his cum mixes in with satoru’s, creating a pool in your mouth.

“swallow, baby.” he tells you. you do as told before sticking your tongue out, showing him how bare your tongue is now. “good girl.” he coos before leaning down and pressing a kiss against your lips and because he’s icky, he swipes his tongue into your mouth so that he could taste both himself and satoru. “so pretty.” he comments.

“that was hot ‘nd all but can someone please take these cuffs off of me.” satoru groans, ruining the moment.

[pwinkprincess]

Girl, your writing is so freaking good!!!

I was Wondering how fratboy!gojo would react to reader pulling a TikTok prank on him like paying for „premium air“ or playing the sound „shawty, your man still around?“, would he get angry, thinking that she is cheating on him even though he is the King of cheating?

Thank you so much for your stories, they always highlight my day ❤️

thank u sm for reading babi 💗💗🎀🎀💞

after a session of toe curling sex, sensual kisses, and words of affirmation as part of aftercare, you and satoru finally untangled limbs and relaxed. usually, he puts you straight to sleep but today you felt restless and wanted to just run around. satoru’s breathing tingles your ear as he breathes shallowly.

his lips are pressed into an adorable pout, while his long white lashes flutter against his eye lids. he’s on his respective side, but he still made sure to keep his arm outstretched and touching you in some way.

you don’t usually play pranks on satoru, but you’re bored and you have been watching too many tiktok couples. with a sigh, you prepare yourself to get into character.

“gojo.” saying his last name felt extremely weird. that word is foreign on your tongue and you make a face as if it has an actual taste.

satoru stirs in his sleep but doesn’t wake up. you roll your eyes and say his name again, but louder. “gojo!” you say while patting his side.

he jumps up, looking at you in worry. “what?!”

you clench your teeth together for a few seconds to keep yourself from laughing. you force out a sigh and jump up from your bed. you begin rapidly pacing around your room, pretending to pick up things and put them in their respective places.

“you gotta go! he’s on his way!” you exclaim. you pick up his discarded clothing and throw it at his face. “hurry!”

“who is he?!” satoru frowns. he’s freshly awakened and nothing you’re saying is making sense at the moment.

“my boyfriend!” you have to turn your back to him so that he can’t see the smile that made its way onto your lips.

the room goes extremely quiet, a pen could drop and echo throughout the room. you pretend to busy yourself by picking up your own disregarded clothing and putting them on. once you’re dressed, you look over at satoru who’s staring at you with a look in his eyes. your heart almost drops from his death stare.

“can you get up? i have to change the sheets.”

“boyfriend?” he parrots.

“yes. my boyfriend. now, get up and go. please, he said he’ll be here in twenty minutes.”

satoru just stares at you. you have a stare off with him, not saying anything to each other. satoru breaks the contest first. he chuckles to himself as he slides off of the bed and begins dressing himself.

“i hope he knows how to fight.” satoru tells you while stomping his foot into his shoe.

“huh?! you’re not gonna fight my boyfriend, gojo.” you watch as his head snaps towards you when you say his last name.

“you’re full of shit. y’know that? does he know that you break down when i don’t give you enough attention throughout the day? does he know that i took your virginity? you’ve never said shi—” he cuts himself off by just sighing and running his hands down his face.

“we can argue later, jus’ go.” you dismiss him.

“delete my number.” he says as he walks towards your dorm room door.

you realize he’s serious and you quickly break character.

“toru! wait! i was playing!” you’re grabbing at his wrist to stop him from walking away for good.

he looks down at you. his skin is flushed from how angry he had gotten. his breathing is harsh and he has this faraway look in his eyes.

“you lying?”

“there’s no other guy. jus’ you toru. jus’ you.” you reason with him. you’re pulling him back into your room, and standing on your tippy toes to place your lips against his. as the kiss begins, he doesn’t immediately kiss back. not until you whimper out a weak “daddy, please.”.

once he calms down and he’s absolutely sure no other guy is coming, he sits back down on your bed.

“you play too much.” he lectures bitterly.

“you were sooo mad.” you giggle, kissing on his jaw.

“was not.” he argues, knowing very well that he was in fact mad.

[pwinkprincess]

Hey,

I lovvveeeee your writing 😘

How would frat boy! gojo react to reader having a pregnancy scare?

hihihi sweetness !! thank u for readin wht i put out <33

idk if i hinted it or not but toru doesn’t really cum in bunni a lot . he jus thinks she doesn’t deserve his glorious cum inside of her . so during a moment of weakness nd toru finally does actually cum n her , he doesn’t think much of it until one day reader is stormin nto his room crying and sobbing a storm .

“baby, u gotta calm down. i can’t understand you when you’re sayin’ words all jumbled.” toru would pull her into his strong arms and just hold her until her breathing is steady .

“i-ive been feelin’ weird, toru. ‘nd so i googled what i’ve been feelin’ a-and google says i’m p-pregnant!” she can barely get the word pregnant out before she’s bursting into tears once again.

satoru damn nears faint at her words . like he genuinely feels a wave of sickness wash over him nd he has to sit down on his bed for a few moments. .

he guides her nto bed with him and promises that theyll go buy a pregnancy test da followin morning . safe to say , sometime throughout the night she gets her period .

[pwinkprincess]

Does frat boy!Tory actually loves his bunny & if so what makes him realize it? I love you’re writing so much🥺🩵

tysm sweets !!! 🧁💞

bunni def loves her toru !! shes absolutely smitten but shes too scared to say it first cus what if he rejects her??!! ૮ ◞ ﻌ ◟ ა . toru hes complicated .. he does things wif her he wld neverrr do wif another girl but he stuggles wif commitment and has attachment issues . hes scared to give her his all cus wht if she jus leaves one day ?? ::>_<::

[pwinkprincess]

what if bun finds out that gojo cheats on her?? and gojo seeing professor! toji or professor! nanami treating her better than he did and getting CRAZY jealous and regretting his actions

they arent exactli an official couple nd he wld throw dat in her face when she addresses it .

he wld get rlly jealous nd possessive when he sees da professors bein all soft nd stuff to her but he wldnt regret his actions . if anything he jus becomes meaner t’her :< .

[pwinkprincess]

hiiii

sooo i've been imagining like maybe fratboy! gojo asked bun out on a date (who knows maybe to make up for causing bun throw a tantrum lololol 🤷🏻‍♀️) and bunni just dresses out of her style but got him like WOOWWW like totally mesmerized and i just wonder he would act tho

in my head he would be like (OH YEA HES BURNIN' UP MIND RUNNING WILDD) but like he starts like: *in trance* *snaps out of it* *fake coughs* *runs hands through hair* *sighs* (clearly going mad but maintain his composure)

i was listening to Attention by Bryson Tiller and this crossed my mind 💗

https://open.spotify.com/track/7tr8SXmP9j0uVqUU0qoapb?si=0c600f6a1f9243b8

hihihi ! he’d b a mess omgieee . bun’s friends had gotten her readi for dis date nd they did her makeup all cute nd stuff , nd toru literalli cant keep both his eyes nd hands off of her . the entire date hes touchin her in some way .

bun wld be innocently talkin abt how stressful school is gettin while she picks at her food . she thinks toru is listenin but in reality hes imagining bendin her over and fuckin her right in da restaurant .

[pwinkprincess]

u have such a sensitive gag reflex and satoru knows it. which is why when he finally convinces u to suck his dick he holds ur head in place and thrusts his cock as far as ur throat would allow. seein ur eyes roll back nd u gaggin, thick strings of drool getting all over ur face nd his cock, ur nose becomin dirtier da more he forces u to gag around him, u look so nasty. nd ur sounds, da sound of ur throat threatening to release wtv u ate prior to dis. nd becus hes sooo mean, when hes done cummin wif loud pornographic moans, he quickly pinches ur nose. ur forced to swallow all of his thick cum.

he lets go of ur nose once he feels like u’ve swallowed it all. “stick ur tongue out .”

and you do so, obediently.

“fuckin slut.” toru mumbles before sticking two of his long fingers down ur throat, watchin as u begin gagging once again.

[pwinkprincess]

gojo and fucking his babygirl till she cant walk since she keeps stomping off when she has an attitude

satoru has noticed that you’ve changed. while you’re still his sweet girl, your attitude has gotten worse and worse. it really only comes out when he says something that you hadn't anticipated on hearing. 

after a long exhausting day of being the school’s golden boy and being recorded and having to talk rehearsed lines (‘perks’ of the gojo family funding a sufficient amount towards the school) it was all over. much to his luck, the frat house was completely void when he finally came home一well almost. you were sitting on the L shaped couch, waiting for him like an obedient puppy. he does little to hide his smile when he sees you jump to your feet once you realize he’s home. 

“hi, toru!” you’re smiling so hard and your arms are wrapping around him before he has the chance to fully respond.

“hey, babygirl.” he allows you to hug him. he pats the top of your head while basking in how comforting the interaction feels. “how’d you get here?” he asks. he remembers vividly dropping you off at your section of your dorm two nights ago.

“suguru dropped me off.” the smile quickly washes off of his face. a displeased scowl substitutes the once there smile. 

“i thought i told you to stay away from him?” not only did he tell you to stay away from suguru, but sukuna, choso, and mahito too. it’s not like he didn’t trust you, it’s them who he didn’t trust. innocent, naive, good girls; you’re their type. they would possibly do you even worse than how satoru treats you, and he knows that. that’s why he strives so hard to keep you separated from his friend group.

“he came up t’me, toru.” you explain. “‘nd i told him that i wanted t’see you ‘nd he told me that you were busy but he could drop me off here ‘nd i wait in your room until you came back.” 

even though your explanation seems logical and realistic, he still didn’t want the two of you to interact. no matter the circumstances. he lets out a frustrated groan. he’s too tired to lecture you. he’ll talk your words with a  grain of salt this time. 

“c’mon, baby. ‘m tired.” even with the two of you traveling a short distance upstairs and into his room, you still hold his hand. he doesn’t fight you on it, opting to allow you to do whatever keeps you satisfied.

you sit happily on the edge of the bed while satoru begins stripping out of his clothes. you’re shameless as you take peeks at his body, when did his little shy girl grow so confident?

“uhmm toru, while we were in the car suguru told me about the party that’s happening this saturday.” you comment. your words are hesitant as you bring up the new topic.

“yeah, ryomen is throwin’ it this time.” he nods his head mindlessly. he’s pulling out clothes through his drawers, searching for his plaid pajama pants that aren't folded and tucked in its usual spot.

“he invited me to go.” you squeak out.

satoru chuckles at your admission. “‘m gonna be busy this weekend, so..” he trails off.

“who’s gonna take me to the party then?” you ask in worry.

“no one. ‘cus you’re not going.” satoru pauses his rummaging to look at you. the expression on your face is almost comical. a mixture of shock and confusion is displayed.

“uh-huh, toru. i already told him i’d come.” you say in retaliation.

satoru makes a mental note to address suguru inviting you places without his agreement. usually, satoru usually doesn’t care when suguru offers to the girls he sleeps with, but you’re different.

"you're not going."

“...yes i am.” 

“no you’re not.” satoru replies, sarcasm is etched into his tone and he’s looking at you as if you have three heads.

“why not?!” your voice is rising and you jump up from your spot on his bed. you look up at him with a frown as you question him.

“cause ‘m not gonna be there.” he says it as though it is the clearest thing in the world.

“why does that matter, toru? i can handle goin’ alone.” you’re now defensive and upset. satoru can tell from your tone that you’re about to throw a tantrum and can only sigh as he prepares for the inevitable. 

“‘m not allowin’ you to go to a party thrown by sukuna alone.” he contradicts. 

“toruuuu.” you whine. “you’re being unfair!”

“am i?” he laughs.

you huff and whine some more. satoru ignores your whines, continuing to scavenge for his pants. the pile of clothes on the floor is growing increasingly larger and his drawers are growing bare.

“where the fuck is it?” he says aloud, his eyebrows are furrowed in confusion. 

you stop whining once you realize he’s ignoring you. frustration grows throughout your body as you look up at him with a scowl. you had grown used to satoru caving in quickly and to see him withstanding your antics absolutely enraged you.

“you’re so一stupid! i hate you!” you scream. you stomp towards the closed bedroom door while continuing to utter insults at him. 

there goes the new attitude, the loud yelling, the stomping, the insults. you’ve only done it twice before and satoru has had to put you in your place both times, this time is no different.

before you could even twist the knob, you feel a strong hand grasp the back of your neck. a sharp breath manages to escape your throat when you’re suddenly yanked backwards. it feels like your world is spinning when your back suddenly hits the mattress. 

satoru is quick to climb on top of you, his legs slot on either side of your body. 

there are angry tears pouring from your fierce eyes that soften up once you see the stern expression on his face. 

“t-to-”

“shut up.” he’s pulling your dress up to your stomach and shuffling to move to the side of you. he forces your legs open, his crystal blue eyes take notice of the way your panties hug your pussy. he could see a small wet spot seeping through your panties. he roughly yanks your panties down to your  ankles.

“t-toruuu..” you mewl. you know whats about to happen next and you try to brace yourself. 

the wind is almost knocked out of your chest when you feel his rough palm slap down onto your pussy. you flinch and kick your legs out of reflex. you squirm to move away from him which only makes him use his other hand to grab you by your throat. 

“fuckin’. rude. girl.” with every word, he’s slapping your pussy. loud screams escape out of your mouth, you try to shut your legs so that he couldn’t have any more access, satoru huffs out a breath and forcefully opens your legs back up. 

“stop.” his voice is deepened and the solidity is hard to disobey.

you could do nothing but lay there and take the slappings. every time his hand would strike down onto your pussy you would flinch and let out a weak moan. 

“of course you’d start moanin’.” he tuts. he moves from his position and stands at the edge of the bed. he grips your panties that are hanging loosely around your ankles and throws them elsewhere on the bed. he grabs you by your thighs and scoots you until your ass is hanging off the edge.

“i was jus mad, daddy, i didn’t mean anything i said.” you sniffle as you watch his cockhead rub against the entrance of your throbbing pussy.

“jus’ mad, huh?” he mumbles. he rubs his through your wetness for a few moments before sliding inside of you. on a regular day, he would’ve prepped you and made sure you were prepared enough for him to sink his lengthy cock into you. but its hard to be kind to you when you act like such a fucking brat.

“mhmm, d-daddy. was jus’ mad.” there are still tears lingering in your eyes that satoru ignores. “i don’t hate you, daddy.” you add on.

“‘s too late to apologize, babygirl. you know what happens when you act up like that.” 

you bite down on your lip while looking at him with a look of confliction. “‘m sorry.” you whimper. “are you一really mad at me or just a little?” 

“absolutely pissed, babygirl.” he says before snaking his hand back to your neck. he slams your head down onto the mattress and squeezes. 

his hips snaps into you, your wetness is already getting all over his cock and heavy balls <3. from his slapping, you feel sensitive, way more than usual. loud struggling mewls escape from your mouth as his hips speed up.

he keeps his hand around your neck but stops squeezing once his other hand goes to cover both your mouth and nose. “you’ve said enough today, babydoll. shut. the. fuck. up.” with every word, he grinds his cock deeper into your pussy. 

“rude little girl. gonna show you what happens t’girls who piss their daddy off.” he promises.

[pwinkprincess]

hii!<3 may i request Jjk men('Toru, Sugu, Cho, Nanami, Kuna, Toji) reacting to reader saying the safe word during their breeding time?

no, you dont need to do this request if you dont want to, and i may repost for a thank you if you do make one!! tysm!

-4 u!☆☆♡♡🌸🌸🌷🌷🌷💐<3

after satoru had been going on a mandated vacation for two weeks, it was only natural that the two of you fucked each other stupid once you were reunited. you two had been going at it for hours, you had already lost feeling in your knees and the once there feeling of pleasure is long gone and replaced with an uncomfortable feeling.

“yogurt.” you gasp.

immediately, satoru pulls away from you. he slides his dick out of you and adjusts your position so that he could look at your face.

“you good?” he’s scanning your face and body in worry.

"'s jus' too much, toru." you whimper. your body feels like it's on fire and you want nothing more than to take a shower and cool yourself down.

satoru leans down and litters your face with kisses. "'m sorry, my baby. i got too distracted, you did s'good f'me." his kisses are apologetic and sincere as he gives you soft praises. "let's run you some water." he suggests.

"sugu, no more." your saying that but your moans and squeals say something else. suguru takes your words as some sort of roleplay dirty talk and just goes harder.

his hips are snapping into you, he has you laying on your stomach while he's lying on your back. he's practically caging you from running or moving at all. he brings his lips down to kiss against your shoulder.

"no, no, no." you squeal and a loud cry escapes out of your throat when he matches your squeals with rough thrusts. "cupcake!" you practically scream the word out as you burst into tears.

suguru stops his hips and movements all together. his breathing is heavy as he looks down at the back of your head with worry. "babygirl.." he's frowning while pulling out of you.

"can't." you cry.

"'s okay, pretty, i got you. yeah your sugu has to learn control. mhmm, yes, he does. 's okay, pretty baby." he mumbles into your ear before placing a soft kiss on your lobe.

when choso fucks, he becomes a bit一dumb. he absolutely tunes everything out and focuses only on the warm pussy that gushing around his cock. he had this blank wide eye stare that lets you know that the lights are on but no one is home. he claims his ears ring and sometimes he really does just think with his dick.

he has that exact wide eye, blank stare as he watches your boobs bounce in front of his face while he bounces you on his cock. what was supposed to be you taking control and riding the both of you into rounds of pleasure soon became him fucking up into you until you lost your voice.

"i can feel you in my tummy cho." you mewl while looking down at your stomach. if you looked hard enough you could really see the faint print of his cock, or maybe you were convincing yourself you could. either way, he was being too rough and it was no longer pleasureable.

"so fuckin' wet." choso whimpers out, he's grabbing onto your waist with sweaty clammy hands. he has no rhythm and he's just listening to the voice in his brain that tells him to fuck you harder.

"stop!" you exclaim as you push choso by his shoulders, forcing his brain to become less foggy. "flower!" you shriek out as you felt a sudden pain in your lower legs.

choso pauses, there's a quick flash of irritation before he's looking at you with concern. "you okay, baby?" he asks, breathless. and when he see the dejected look on your face he's quick to wrap his arms around your shoulders and pull you against his chest. "didn't mean t'hurt you, princess. promise." he mumbles while pressing his lips against your forehead repeatedly.

nanami eats pussy like it's his last meal. always. when you see that hungry glint in his eyes, you automatically know what position you're going to end up in. and your suspicion is correct, of course.

you force your eyes open as you look down at your boyfriend who's lapping fervently at your sensitive clit. he has his eyes squeezed shut and there's a look of peace on his face as he licks and sucks on your pussy. his fingers are tightly gripping into the plush of your asscheeks, and you could feel the bed slightly rocking from him needily pushing his hips into the air.

"nami, shit, let's-let's staaa一fuck." you're moaning and grinding on his face even though you want him to stop. his tongue is truly both magical and powerful. you have to will yourself to stop practically riding his face once your stomach begins to burn, and not in a good way.

he says something but it's muffled. he only pauses for a split second to adjust you on his face so that your clit bumps the bump of his nose and his tongue can lap at your leaking slit.

"taxes!" you groan. you almost feel upset at yourself for calling out the safe word. you knew if you didn't stop him now, he would continue to eat your pussy until it felt uncomfortable.

he helps you lift your shaking leg down and lay down beside him. his face is drenched with your arousal and there's a frown on his face as he scans your body for any signs of brusing or irritation. "i-uhm, lost myself for a moment, sweetheart. i apologize." he says while looking at you with genuine sorrow.

tw:dubcon !

you really hadn't mean to upset sukuna. you were just beginning to grow tired of him talking to you like you were incompetent all of the time. and maybe you should've waited until the guests were gone to explode on him, but you were so blinded by rage that you insulted him not once but twice in front of company. you knew better, and sukuna wanted to make sure you never got that comfortable again.

the sound of your choked swallows and gurgling filled the large room. you were on your knees with your hands binded behind your back. your watery eyes darted up at your husband's face, your heart thumped just a bit harder when you realized he was already looking down at you. your mouth is full of cock, there's thick drool seeping out of the sides of your mouth, racing down to plop onto your chest.

sukuna only smirks as he grabs the back of your head and forces the rest of your mouth around his cock. instantly, you begin choking and trying to push away. sukuna only lets out a disappointed hum and forces you down deeper. once he realizes that your throat won't allow any more, he thrusts his hips back and forth a few times.

your throat and chest burns from the lack of oxygen. you could feel your head becoming more airy and your vision grows weaker and weaker with every passing second. at the last second, sukuna pulls his lathered cock out of your mouth and slaps it across your face a few times. he stains your face with bits of his precum and your spit mixed.

"red." the word comes out scratchy. you're breathing heavy, you mix between deep and short breaths as you try to regain respiration.

sukuna in returns laughs loud and hard at your 'plea'. "bitches like you don't get to call out." is all he says before he's shoving his cock back inside your mouth.

you and toji love to roleplay, you guys have a plastic storage bin hidden in the closet specifally dedicated for your little roleplays. you came up with them 98% of the time and toji just obliged. especially since the end result is always your creamy pussy. you had begged him for a week night to pretend to be a masked robber breaking in. after long blowjobs and incessant begging, he finally gave in and bought the cosplay.

"i-i can't sir, your cock 's too big!" you mewl out. he's holding your legs while having them pushed up to your chest, he's already so big and for him to have you in a position forcing you to feel every inch and vein that's embedded onto his cock has your breath hitching.

it's not exactly toji's fault. he's just fitting into the role you begged for, but somewhere along the lines you begin to feel uncomfortable in a sense. you weren't sure if it was the roughhandling or the degrading words as he tore your panties off.

you don't know when you start crying, but as you blink there are tears streaming from your eyes while you mutter a weak "bank."

toji stop instantly and pulls off the poorly cutten up masks. he slides out of you and lets go of your legs. he looks down at your bruised body and frowns to himself. maybe he did go too hard this time. "you alright? shit, babydoll. yeah let's stop, you should've said somethin' earlier. damnit." he curses at himself, guilt courses through his body as he realizes he's pushed you into an extremly vulnerable state.

[pwinkprincess]

BULLY GOJOOOO!!

bully!gojo ୨ৎ

‘ . - 🌸 ` possibly non con depending on how u view dis

ෆbully!gojo ୨ৎ who absolutely hates you. you’re just so weak and useless, always walking around the uni with that stupid pout on those plush lips. you won’t be satisfied until he pushes his dick through them, he thinks.

ෆbully!gojo ୨ৎ who forces you to do his homework even though he knows how to do it himself. he enjoys seeing that timid look on your face while he looks over your shoulder. watching一no waiting for you to be mess up so that he could condescend you.

ෆbully!gojo ୨ৎ who follows you around everywhere. both inside and outside of school. it’s not stalking, he’s just curious to see how you live your day to day life.

ෆbully!gojo ୨ৎ who sees you walking home in the rain and realizes it’s the perfect moment. he quickly slows down his expensive sports car and pulls up beside you. he enjoys the look on your face when he rolls down his blacked out, tinted passenger window and makes eye contact with you. “get in.” he says and watches you scramble to the door.

ෆbully!gojo ୨ৎ whose car smells exactly like him. the scents of leather and something woody, almost, fills your nose. 

ෆbully!gojo ୨ৎ who drives you home. you don’t mention that you never game him your address. when the realization dawns on you, you just clench your fist and scoot closer to the passenger window.

ෆbully!gojo ୨ৎ who parks in front of your apartment. he waits for you unbuckle your seatbelt and reach for your purse before he says anything. when your hand goes to open the door, you realize it’s strangle still locked. you look back at him only to see a smug smirk on his lips.

ෆbully!gojo ୨ৎ who looks at you with a bone-chilling, devious expression. “ya know.. nothing’s free.” he trails off.

ෆbully!gojo ୨ৎ who coos out a sinister, “smile for the camera, baby.” and watches as your teary eyes widen.

ෆbully!gojo ୨ৎ who steadily holds the phone in his hand. the flash on it is almost blinding to you. you squint up while bobbing your head, you struggle to take the full length of his hardened cock down your throat. you’re leaning awkwardly over the arm rest, your skirt up and your panties are pushed to the side while two of gojo’s fingers are digging in your pussy.

ෆbully!gojo ୨ৎ who decides that he’ll use that video to blackmail you. he’s sure your parents wouldn’t enjoy seeing their daughter desperately sucking cock.

[pwinkprincess]

Fratboy! Gojo when reader decides to leave (maybe she saw a movie or show or something talking about people like Satoru who manipulate innocent naive girls) and he's like oh shit this is actually happening and tries to stop her

Maybe he promises he'll change but he still keeps manipulating her the slightest bit and with more mundane things (he thinks he's protecting her)

passionfruit ୨ৎ

3k words :3

“ya know—you’re not the first girl gojo has done this to, right?” you’re pulled from your psychology book. the library is deathly quiet and even with the girl speaking in a hushed tone, her voice still rings. your eyes take in her appearance; short cut hair that’s in a straightened bob, makeup that compliments her face structure and complexion well. every detail, from her meticulously styled hair to her carefully chosen makeup, speaks of a woman who knows herself and embraces her unique beauty with effortless charm. she exudes this confidence that makes you sit up higher in the chair and straighten your back.

“excuse me?” you’re absolutely confused as to what she’s referring to. your hold on your book tightens as you feel yourself growing defensive as the seconds tick. 

she gracefully invites herself to a seat at the polished wooden table, her movements fluid and poised. as she settles into her own chair, her posture remains straight, radiating a sense of elegant charm. beside her, a luxurious dior handbag rests upon the table, its sleek lines and gleaming hardware is even more evidence of her advanced style. the supple leather exudes opulence, subtly reflecting the ambient light in the room. in her presence, the atmosphere seems to shift, filled with a sense of poise and sophistication. every detail, from the way she holds herself to the choice of accessories, speaks to a woman who understands the power of elegance and carries it with unwavering confidence.

“i’ve known gojo long enough.” she ignores your offended remark. “he takes pretty girls like you, and breaks them.” she looks directly into your eyes with every word, hoping that her words get through to your head.  “let me guess, he buys you all that you want. sometimes you don’t even have to ask him. it all feels so good, huh? having an attractive guy doing whatever for you. you love it don’t you?” her tone seems condescending and it angers you.

you drop your book onto the table. her eyes examine you like a hawk. “you don’t know what you’re talkin’ about.” you frown.

“oh, honey. yes i do.” she gives you a pitiful smile. she almost feels bad for you, you’re so naive and it’s painfully obvious. she knows how satoru gets down, she knows his thought process, she knows how he likes to break down women. “i was you at one point.” she points at herself. she makes to pronounce the word you hardly to get you to understand.

you bite down on your lip. you’re at a loss for words. she seems so serious and it’s hard for you to convince yourself that she’s lying. you can’t understand why she’s doing this, though. why did she come up to you? is she being petty or is she genuinely caring for your wellbeing? you can’t decide.

“i was the new girl on campus, no friends, very little confidence. but i had some fight in me. and gojo loved that.” she explains. “all i’m saying is that once he corrupts you and fucks up your way of thinking, he’s gonna throw you to the side and find a newer toy. i’m speaking from experience.”

it almost feels like you can’t breathe. you’re staring at her with widened eyes and your bottom lip is trembling. her words place a seed of insecurity in your head that quickly sprouts. 

“h-he wouldn’t.. he-”

she cuts you off with a sigh .”yes he would. and i’m telling you this now so that when it happens you can think back to this conversation. remember vividly that i told you so.” she says before standing up. with a fluid motion, she rises from her seat, the soft fabric of her pencil skirt rustling gently in the quiet of the room. there was a purpose in her movements, a determination evident in the way she straightens her posture and squares her shoulders.

in the stillness of the moment, the room seemed to hold its breath, as if acknowledging the significance of her departure. and as she turned to leave, a fleeting glance over her shoulder hints at a depth of emotion left unspoken, a silent goodbye to you. 

your bottom lip trembles and unshed tears cloud your vision. the world becomes blurry as you try to hold back crying in public. your breaths became shallow and uneven, each inhale a struggle against the rising tide of emotion threatening to engulf you. the hushed quietness of the library seemed to amplify the unease within you, every sound felt like an intrusion, a reminder of the fragility of your facade.

with a trembling hand, you reach up to brush away the moisture threatening to spill over, your fingertips tracing the delicate curve of your cheek. the touch was fleeting, a fleeting attempt to stop the flow of tears threatening to portray your vulnerability to the prying eyes of strangers.

the library turned into a haven of paradoxes at that point, a place where comfort and unease coexisted.

  ˖ㅤㅤ۫ㅤㅤ ꕮ ㅤ۫ㅤ 🪜 ˖ㅤㅤ۫ㅤᘞ ˚ ۪

surrounded by the comfort of satoru's frat brothers chatting animatedly in the adjacent living room, you stood behind a counter, cutting neatly to the best of your ability. you were preparing a fruit salad, an offering of a refreshing solution to the sizzling heat.

with each slice of fruit, the kitchen was filled with a sweet aroma. beads of sweat glistened on your forehead, a loud example of the relentless grip of the summer heat that seemed to seep through every crevice of the house.

as you moved throughout the kitchen, the sound of satoru's footsteps followed closely behind, his presence sprouting something unsettling in the midst of the heated atmosphere. with unpracticed ease, you continue your task, the rhythmic motion of slicing fruit a welcome distraction from the discomfort of the day, and from your newborn insecurities.

just as you reached for another piece of fruit, satoru's arms encircled your waist from behind, his touch a sudden burst of warmth against your skin. startled, you instinctively recoiled from his embrace, the abrupt movement disrupting the calmness that flowed through the kitchen.

in the wake of your sudden withdrawal, a tense silence settled over the room, the air thick with unspoken tension.

he gazes at you with piercing blue eyes, a blend of bewilderment and annoyance evident in his expression. crossing his arms, his muscular frame becomes more pronounced. “what’s been up with you?” satoru asks. 

you spare him an uninterested glare. you don’t stop cutting up the fruit, the knife continues to loudly slam down against the cutting board. the slices aren’t as congruent as you would like them to be, and that irritates you. satoru questioning you isn’t making the irritation go away not one bit. 

“what do you mean?” your voice comes out softer than you anticipated. 

“you’ve been actin’...” he rolls his hand as if circling it in a fluid motion would make the word come to him any faster. “weird.” he finishes.

“i haven’t been actin’ any differently than how i normally act.” you say, offended. 

“yes you have.” satoru frowns. “always pushin’ me off and shit. what happened to my lil slut? you used t’never reject me ever.” satoru hasn’t said much but what he has said so far is enough. you slam the knife down onto the counter, you turn around swiftly. your angered eyes search for his.

“is that all you see me as? huh? a slut? a sex addict?” it’s your turn to cross your arms against your chest. “you think ‘m stupid, toru? you think i don’t know your plans?” 

satoru looks at you as if you’ve grown four heads. an airy sigh escapes past his lips. “what the fuck are you talkin’ about, bun?” 

“‘m not fuckin’ stupid, toru! i know! i know that you’re gonna stop messin’ with me once you get bored!” your voice grows louder, drowning out the chatter of the boys nearby, who fall silent as soon as they detect the shift in your tone.

“bun, ‘s too hot for you t’be actin’ like this一” he’s cut off by you continuing your heartfelt rant.

“you think ‘m naive and stupid! i know you think so, don’t even try to deny it!” 

“stop fuckin’ yellin’, girl.” he hisses the word out as if it is some insult. he’s grabbing at your shoulders, trying to get you to calm down.

“i won’t let you hurt me, toru.” your anger quickly dissolves into sadness and in seconds you’re crying in his hold. 

he thinks you’re throwing your usual temper tantrum until something along the lines of “leaving you” utters past your lips. his eyes widen and he’s quick to wrap his arms around you and pick you up. he throws your over his muscular shoulder and makes his way towards the stairs.

“put me down, satoru!” you shriek. your hands pounding on his lower back do little to slow down. he walks with purpose and security. you raise your head when he passes by the living room, only to see his brothers already looking at the two of you. you immediately drop your head in embarrassment. 

your cries and threats do not waver satoru, not one bit. once he has you in his room, he’s locking the door and placing you in the middle of the bed. the second your back touches the soft mattress, you’re attempting to rise up. he’s quick to push you down and climb on top of you.

“toru, move!” you cry even harder. you feel so weak against him. while your mind screamed at you to be angry at him, your heart begged for you to not push him away.

“‘s okay, baby. daddy’s gonna make this all better.” he mumbles. he’s pressing desperate kisses all over your face and neck while his large hands make quick work to undress your body. 

even with your futile attempts at pushing and kicking him away, he stays firm. your eyes are squeezed shut, you didn’t want to see those hypnotizing blue eyes. you didn’t want to see any more of him, ever. loud cries and gasps escape from you, you quickly grow tired and lay pliantly on the bed. you don’t take notice of the bed shifting and him feeling further away than he was seconds ago.

you’re about to tell him to move off of you once again until you feel his arms suddenly snake around your thighs and his tongue come in contact with your clit. your back arches off of the bed, your eyes fly open and you look down in between your legs. he’s already looking up at you, he laps at your pussy like a starved man. your hands fly to his hair, you’re uncertain on what you want. bring him closer? push him away?

your wails are quickly replaced with uncertain moans. your hips shift as you rock yourself against satoru’s face. feeling him lick and suction your clit before making a straight line down to your slit that’s dripping wet from his spit and your own arousal. 

he pries your pussy lips open with the flat of his tongue. his eyes flutter when he snakes his tongue inside of you, going as far as anatomy allows. he shakes his head from side to side expertly. the grip he has on your thighs is on the borderline of hurting, but you’re becoming too hazy to comment on the firmness. 

it almost feels like he’s making out with your pussy from the way he places long kisses to your clit before flattening his tongue. your whines and gasps merge in with the lewd sounds of his mouth kissing and sucking on you. 

“daddy..” you mewl when he suddenly places all of his attention of your clit only. his eyes go back onto your face as he’s looming over your clit and spit is slipping from his mouth and onto your pussy. your mouth is stuck in an ‘O’ shape when he hungrily feasts. spit drips from his chin, it slowly slides down to your asshole that’s left unattended. 

“mmm.” he moans. the vibrations cause your legs to shake and your hips to flinch. your back arches up, off of the bed. he has to bring a hand up to push you back down. 

“g’na cum, toruuu.” you whine. the grip you have on his hair tightens. he lays lax with his mouth open. you begin fucking yourself stupid on his face, loud whines and babbles escaping past your mouth. the sound of your spit and arousal covered pussy meeting with his tongue is absolutely lewd. 

you’re both letting out drawn out hums. your breath gets stuck in your chest when your orgasm finally hits. you sink as far into the bed as it allows, your eyes roll back as cries escape past your lips. you accidentally close your legs around his head, satoru doesn’t care though. he focuses on lapping at your folds, drinking up all of the arousal your climax brings out. he greedily licks at your pussy until you’re desperately pushing at his head, clearly overstimulated.

you’re still out of it when satoru fixes his position in between your legs. his face which reeks of you is inches away from yours. he’s quick to press a long kiss against your lips, as you open your mouth, he lines his cock up to your entrance and sinks in. inch by inch, he stretches your pussy out. 

“i know, baby. i know.” he coos at you as you prattle incoherent things. he shift your thighs until they’re thrown over his shoulders. “you’re jus mad at me. you ain’ goin’ anywhere.” he hums as he begins fucking into you.

you can’t talk or even think right now. you grip the covers as you wail out a deafening moan when he gives you a particularly hard thrust. his arms are placed right beside your head, even just his forearms almost dwarfs your head. the size difference between the two of you makes his cock twitch even while inside of you.

“mhmm. pussy’s s’wet for me. who’s gonna fuck you like this if you leave me? hm? who’s gonna stretch this greedy pussy out like it needs to be?” his words fall on deaf ears when you throw your head back and squeeze your eyes shut once again. 

you feel so full of him. his stretching you out deliciously. you could feel your pussy creaming over his cock, if you were to look down you knew there would be a white ring at the base and coating his balls. 

“daddy’s never gonna hurt you, baby. everything i do is to protect you.” he’s kissing on your jaw with every word. “my sweet lil bunny.” 

the threat of you leaving him rings through his head. he feels a sharp pang in his chest when a fleeting vision of a future without you flickers in his mind. in response, he propels himself forward with an almost punishing intensity, driven by a desperate need to defy the looming threat and cling to your presence with every fiber of his being.

there’s a fucked out look in your eyes when you finally crack them open. your boobs flow with every thrust, satoru can’t help but to grip one. you whither from how hard he grips it and he shushes you by placing his lips on yours. the sound of his hips meeting against your ass along with your whiny moans fills the room.

satoru lets out airy moans of his own before pulling cock out and sitting up a little. he bends your legs until your almost folded over. he uses two fingers to rub at your dripping pussy, with practiced ease his fingers ease into your pussy.

“nooo, toru.” you whine. “wan’ your cock.” you pout.

satoru’s cock jumps at your whining, beads of precum drabble from his tip and soil onto the covers. he’s quick to push his dick back inside of you, fucking you with inhumane speed. the icky sound of his heavy balls slapping against your skin makes butterflies churn in your stomach.

“‘m gonna do better, okay? gonna spoil you even more, gonna一fuck jus’ gonna do so much more, baby. you hear me?” his skin is flushed and there’s a glazed look in his eyes. 

“mmm.” you hum. your eyes are glued to where his dick is pounding your pussy. it’s almost fascinating to see your arousal coat his dick and balls so prettily.

your breathing is cut short when he wraps his hand around your throat.

“talk t’me, baby.” he whines. his breathing is sped up and he knows he’s not going to last much longer. his other hand darts down and begins circling your sensitive clit.

“h-hear you, daddy. ‘m not goin’ anywhereーohmygaaa ah!.” you let out a loud squeak as you suddenly begin cumming all over his cock. your vision blackens and you’re quick to lay your hand against his stomach to slow him down. “cummin! cummin! daddyyy!” 

“mhmm, cum for your toru. goooooddd girl. there we go, bun. let it all out, baby. mhm j-just like that.” he praises you. his own orgasm is seconds away. with a few more thrusts, he’s quickly pulling out of you and rubbing at the tip of his cock. “f-fuck! shit!” his head tilts back as becomes rougher with each stroke. warm, thick spurts of cum shoot out from his cockhead and onto your pussy and thighs. 

“shit, shit, shit, fuuuccckkkk.” he’s moaning and whining as he goes. when he has nothing left to give and his thighs are trembling for overstimulation, he pulls his hand away.

the two of you breathe heavily as you try coming down from your orgasms. he helps you shift onto a spot that’s not wet, while continuing to mutter sweet nothings to you.

“i was serious, bun.” he says while kissing on your neck. “you’re my bunny. alright? my pretty, smart bunny. you’re my girl. daddy’s baby. you’re not going anywhere.”

his words of dedication weave a delicate mural of emotion around you, coaxing heat to bloom within your body. your heart flutters with each syllable, sending ripples of warmth through your veins. with a shy yet heartfelt smile, you tilt your head in a tender gesture of appreciation, your eyes sparkling with the unspoken language of affection. maybe that girl was just jealous that you have satoru and she doesn’t. you decide at that very moment that you won’t let her hatred words get to you.

“‘m daddy’s bunny.” you repeat softly. he grins at your words and places a long, sincere kiss against your lips. 

[pwinkprincess]

“fuck.. baby, can I record?” satoru asked, his mouth was opened agape with loud moans seeping from his mouth. one hand was placed on your head; gripping your box braids as if he wanted to pull them from your scalp, while his other hand was clutching the sheets in an attempt to keep himself from cumming fast.

you were too busy sucking on his balls to respond, you suctioned one into your mouth; sucking hard enough to get a loud cry from him. your tongue snaked out as you popped out of your mouth. as a silent apology, you began licking his balls in a straight trail back to his dick. 

before you could wrap your mouth around his dick once more, he tugged at your hair making you pause and look up. you clenched around nothing as you could feel your arousal dripping at the sight. his low lidded eyes and flushed cheeks didn’t help. the way his platinum white hair stuck to his forehead as his chest heaved in attempts to catch his breath.

“can i record?” he asked again. he loosened the death grip he had on your braids; giving you a cheeky smile to make up for the pain he knew was going to be there hours later.  

“why?” you cringed as your voice cracked. while you waited for his answer, you placed your hand on his dick, you tightened your hand as much as your anatomy would allow and began to stroke him firmly.

he let out a sharp breath before speaking, “i-i wanna show suguru.” 

you stared at him for a few seconds, watching his facial expressions to see if he was serious. when he gave you a blank stare in response, you shrugged and went back to fitting his dick back into your mouth. 

you closed your eyes in bliss as you began sucking. you bobbed your head slowly, moaning lowly as the taste of him filled your senses. your mouth watered as your bopping gradually increased. spit escaped from the sides of your mouth, dripping down onto his balls. your tongue darted and began licking the underside of his dick while continuing to bob your head. you smirked internally when you received a loud moan from him.

satoru held the phone shakily in his hands. he was trying to get the perfect view of you sucking his dick but it was more than difficult. you had managed to make him drop the phone twice so far. 

“you look so pretty like this, baby.” satoru moaned. his hips sputtered causing his dick to push further down your throat.

you glanced up at him from your spot on the floor. taking in the sight of his pale skin flushed red, his mouth opened slightly as he let out breathy moans and whimpers, and his stomach tensing each time you pushed your head further to allow more inches of his dick into your mouth, you moaned to yourself scooting a bit and pressing your thighs as you felt your cunt leak.

you loved sucking satoru off, his is cock so pretty; while he didn’t have much width the extreme length he had made up for it. you hummed as the tip of his cock pressed against the back of your throat, your right hand went shot up and began stroking the inches that didn’t fit in your mouth.

“suckin’ daddy’s dick so good.” he whined, dragging his words out slowly.

your pussy dripped, you were so ready to feel his long cock stretch your tight pussy. you moaned out as you continued to deepthroat his dick. he made you feel so full, his entire cock filled your mouth and there are still inches left out.  

[pwinkprincess]

一 masterlist ˚ ༘ ｡♡˚

*‧.₊˚*੭*ˊᵕˋ੭.* へ some of mi fics

both nsfw && sfw . dni if minor or ageless

kuna ༄˖°.🧁.ೃ࿔*:･

sugarpie ୨ৎ

cho ༄˖°.🧃.ೃ࿔*:･

haiii! we're so new to this, srry if we're too awkward ୨ৎ

sweet talk ୨ৎ

secrets ୨ৎ

tojiii ༄˖°.🌸.ೃ࿔*:･

how to tame a brat ୨ৎ

young & beautiful୨ৎ

toruuu ༄˖°.🍦.ೃ࿔*:･

drabble ୨ৎ

drabble

꒰while u can read da fratboy/playboy!gojo series in any order , da first ever published work is dis one꒱ ˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ fratboy/playboy!gojo

toru fuckin u after an argument ୨ৎ

suguuu ༄˖°.🌼.ೃ࿔*:･

u get me so high ୨ৎ

pretti nd sp❤︎iled ୨ৎ

yujiii ༄˖°.🎀.ೃ࿔*:･

bf!itadori ୨ৎ

drabble ୨ৎ

sleepover wif gumi ୨ৎ

gumi ༄˖°.🐾.ೃ࿔*:･

bf!megumi ୨ৎ

my doll, my princess ୨ৎ

toruuu/reader/suguuu༄˖°.🍪.ೃ࿔*:･

drabble ୨ৎ

drabble ୨ৎ

ony 🎀 𓂃 ࣪ ˖

prettiest thing ୨ৎ

一 req r always open , feel free to stop by there nd leave me smth

一 use of any reproduced or modified materials, without the express permission of pwinkprincess, is strictly forbidden.

[pwinkprincess]

playboy satoru who gets really really rough wit his bunny sometimes n he doesnt understand how rough hes getting till shes crying n beggin him to stop😵‍💫

sweetest girl in town ୨ৎ

Ꮺ tw:dubcon

hurts. it hurts. your face has been forced down into the mattress for far too long and your knees burn. you aren’t just crying from pleasure anymore. no, these tears are deeper than that. you feel so nasty from the thick fluid dripping from your nose, smearing all over and getting your face even dirtier. your hands are gripping the sheets for dear life, your knuckles are aching too. everything aches; everything hurts.

your screams and cries are muffled. it’s not like you particularly want to be heard, anyway. there’s no telling how mad satoru would get if you tapped out while he’s fucking you. 

“do they not know who i am? ’m fuckin’ satoru gojo. could buy this whole fuckin’ school if i wanted to..” he rants to you. his voice cracks at the end of his sentence, something that rarely happens unless his pride is condemned.  his large hands are squeezing your sides. with every word, his hold gets tighter and tighter. 

his thick cock is plowing into your pussy. his crystal eyes are focused on where the two of you meet. seeing the thick cream decorating his length causes a sense of smugness to bloom into his chest. no other man will ever see you like this. he deflowered you, taught you, you’re his. even when everything else is falling apart, you’re his.

“gonna finally fuckin’ cum ‘n you. give you somethin to live for.” he’s too blinded by rage to consider the noises you’re making, or how hard he's snapping into you, or that you couldn’t breathe. 

flashes of what happened prior to this moment runs through his head. his hand fingers clench and anger quickly takes over the smugness. his pelvis smacks against the fatness of your ass. he’s been going at it for so long, it almost feels suffocating. it’s beginning to hurt and you have to decide between putting his pleasure before yours or saying something before he bruises something.

“balancing everythin’ on my fuckin’ shoulders. no one asks if ‘m okay, but i make one minor mistake and suddenly the earth stops.” he almost sounds likes he’s about to cry. 

it’s too much. way too much. your hand shoots behind you and you press down on his abdomen. he stops his moving and looks at your hand in almost disgust. “can’t.. no more.. please.” your words are muffled and barely recognizable. 

“what?” he sounds defensive, almost. he gives you the honor of grabbing you by your hair and lifting your body until your back is flushed to his chest.

there are fat tears rolling down your face. satoru sees the snot and tears and pokes his cheek with his tongue, contemplating on how he wants to respond. “can’t anymore, daddy. you were being too rough.” you sob out. 

he sighs and pulls himself out of you. thin strings of your arousal stick to his cockhead and satoru throbs at the sight. he nearly feels angry at you for making him stop.

with his cock being out of you, it feels like you can breathe again. though your pussy is still pulsating from the brutal beating it just got.

surprisingly, he’s gentle as he maneuvers you onto a dry area on the bed. he touches you softly, almost as if he’s scared to break you some more. he lays behind you, your back once again against his sculpted chest.

you’re quietly sniffling. ‘he’s probably so mad at you’  the thought rings through your head and causes you to whimper at the thought of him getting mad at you and leaving him alone, for good. 

“‘m sorry for ruining it, daddy.” your words linger in the air when he doesn’t immediately respond. 

“..no. don’t apologize, bunny. daddy was too rough. ‘m sorry. sorry for everything.” his voice cracks and something wet plops on your shoulder. was he crying? 

you try to turn to look at him but he quickly forces you back around. 

“so, so, so sorry, baby.” he mumbles while pressing kisses against your cheeks. 

while you think he’s apologizing for being rough, satoru knows his apologies are deeper than what just happened.

[pwinkprincess]

fratboy! gojo who rips reader's dress after he buys her something pretty but everyone else thinks that too

you feel so pretty in the new dress that toru bought you. it hugs you juuussst right, showing off every curve you do have. you walk into the party with satoru right behind you. he directs you on where to go, his directions lead you to a little corner where all his other frat brothers are.

when their eyes land on you, whistles escape some of their mouthes while the others give you a charming smile.

satoru sits beside suguru on the loveseat and drags you to sit on his lap. you sit there all pretty and dolled up, a shy smile on your pretty face.

"hey there, stranger." suguru coos. "gojo finally let you go somewhere besides his room."

before you could say something in response, satoru speaks up for you.

"fuck off." he grumbles. he takes suguru's cup from out of his hands and takes a big gulp.

sukuna takes a hit from the blunt choso passed him. "even while they're out of his room, he's still hogging her." sukuna comments after letting out a cloud of smoke. there's a sly smile on his face as he watches satoru's face shift into even more agitation.

satoru says nothing and only glares at him with squinted eyes. he continues to sip out of suguru's cup, guzzling down the mystery liquid.

"you look very very beautiful, by the way." mahito comments, pulling the attention to the dress that's threatening to hike up even more and show off your panties.

"yes, she does." choso adds. he licks his lips and there's a glint that you can't describe in his eyes.

"awe, guys!" you smile, not picking up on how the energy shifted. "you guys are so sweet, thank you."

satoru's blood is boiling. it's not long before he's taking you upstairs and locking the door behind him. the pretty pink dress he bought you is ripped off of your body, leaving you in only your white thong. you complain about actually liking that dress and he silences you by pinching your nipple.

"dumb fuckers." he mumbles while pressing kisses on your bare breast. "who. kiss. do. kiss you. kiss belong. kiss to." he asks, between every word there's a kiss being placed in a random spot.

you whimper when his lips wrap around your perky nipple. "you, toru."

he pulls away, a thin line of spit following after his lips. "who is toru to you?" he grabs you by your jaw, his lips only inches away from yours.

"'m daddy." you mewl.

"good, bunny." he says. he instead kisses the tip of your nose first and then your awaiting lips.