Your Only Girl Pt 2

Your Only Girl Pt 2

**Not proof read but all my stuff is copyrighted** Warnings- Smut Roughness

link to part one here: https://www.tumblr.com/chocoyanchan/760112602364936193/your-only-girl-pt-1?source=share

You finally reach the car, and your best friend is already in with the car started. She knew how you were when you get angry and her first thought was to get you off the premises. As soon as you place your hand on the door, Gojo appears right behind you and stops you from opening the door. "Fucking move!" You yell, trying your best to pull the door. You make eye contact with your best friend and she leans across the seat to open the door. Gojo pushes onto it causing it to slam shut. "So you were just gonna leave without saying anything?" He said with a smirk on his face. He knew you were pissed and his finding it amusing only pissed you off more. "Move!" you yell, he pushes you slightly to the car, your back now on it and your face looking into his chest. He motions for your best friend to roll down the window. "I'm taking her home." He says. Without letting your best friend speak, he picks you up and throws you over his shoulder. You hit and kick to get out of his grip but it seems to get tighter. Yall get to the car and he unlocks it with one hand while keeping one hand wrapped around you. He slowly and gently places you in the car and buckles your seat belt. You cuss under your breath, "Fuck you." He pretends not to hear you. He shuts the car door and walks to his side. He hops in and starts the car up. You can feel his eyes burning into you but you keep your face towards the window and arms crossed. The car ride was extremely silent. The only sounds were the ones of the car and the environment outside. You get to your apartment and you quickly unbuckle your seat belt and storm to get inside. "Y/N!" Gojo yells as you storm into the apartment. He follows behind you. You ignore him. He looks up with a mischievous smirk. "Baby, you aren't really mad are you?" You continue to ignore him and storm into your shared bedroom. You snatch a suitcase out of the closet and start throwing things in it. "I'm done with you Gojo. I'm not aa fucking joke!" You say trying your hardest not to cry. Yall have been together officially for five years but have known each other for fifteen. Every memory rushes through your head as you continue packing. He stands at the door watching you. His smirk long gone. "Y/N" He says softly but you can hear the feelings in his voice. "Fuck you! Go be with the bitch you let be over you! I can't fucking believe it!" You yell. You began to go off about how long you have been together and how you are tired of his womanizing and games. You zip your suitcase angrily and yank it towards the door. "Move." you say. He stays still. "Move and I won't say it again." You say. He moves over slightly and you squeeze through.

Had to put the ‘dream rides’ closer to my head😜😭 (don’t include Killua in that)

Your Only Girl Pt 1

**Not proof read but all my stuff is copyrighted** my dad died so I'm doing all I can to get my mind off of it so here we are Warnings- Smut (of course) Roughness Jealousy

Everyone is laughing and mingling around. The building is extravagant. Nanami decided to finally host a get-together after years of you begging. Of course, he kept things classy and went the dinner and mingle route. You follow closely to Gojo, occasionally speaking to people, you don't know too many people but then your best friend walks in. As Gojo walked and talked to people, you decided to talk with your best friend. The conversation went on for minutes and then you noticed across the extremely large gathering hall a figure standing close to Gojo. You can see the figure laughing and touching him. Your best friend looks at you and you nod. Yall move closer, trying not to seem like a worried or nosey girlfriend despite being nosey. The closer you got, the more you noticed her features. She was a woman who seemed to be around your age (26), with light brown colored hair, fair skin, coke sized body, and around 5'2, the same height as you. You were 5'2, darker skin, with a petite but athletic build (You always told your friends that you don't have a butt or titties and they would laugh but you knew the truth). You smiled and stayed calm. The girl laughs obnoxiously loud and rubs he hands down Gojo's chest. He catches your eye and instead of pushing her off, he egged her on. Your blood boiled and that soft smile you had turned into a frown. She reaches up and whispers into his ear. The entire encounter, he is looking into your eyes.

You nod an 'okay bet' nod and walk towards them. You tap the girl's shoulder and she looks back at you. "And you are?" she says with the bitchiest attitude. "His girlfriend." You say bluntly. She then laughs in your face. "HAHA bye, if you were his girlfriend, you aren't now. He's mine." You look at her with a blank stare. You then look up to Gojo and he takes a step back. "She's my girlfriend." is all he says. Your mouth drops at the sentence. He didn't deny anything she said. You were pissed. You keep a blank look as you turn toward the door. You storm out with your best friend right behind you. 'I can't fucking believe this! I can't do these women constantly flirting and him not stopping it immediately. Fuck being nice! He could have said something" You yell as you walk to your best friend's car. Your body heated and your eyes filled with tears. You storm toward her car, going off about the situation as your best friend listens.

Hiiii!

My name is Myaja (my-ja). I’m 23 & i go by she/her pronouns. I like to read and write, been stuck on hella smut lately lol. Grad schoool.

Currently writing ‘The Affair’. Thinking about writing some smut stories & taking requests but we’ll see.

I’m an open book, feel free to ask anything!

where play fighting leads

**All Characters aged up**

Warnings:

Smut

18+

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Bakugo bit his lip hard as he watched you from across the room. You were goofing around with Denki, landing some surprisingly good punches. His eyes couldn't leave you—every jab, every laugh—it was messing with his head. There was something about seeing you like that, fierce and playful, that had him feeling a mix of awe and something way more primal. The way you handled Denki… hell, he couldn’t help but imagine you roughing him up with those same hands. Soft, but strong. His mind wandered to a different kind of heat between you, thinking about what it would be like for you to be riding his-...

Bakugo jerked his head, forcing himself to stop. No way he should be thinking about you like that, especially now. But then Denki finally surrendered, and you jumped onto him, laughing. Bakugo felt a hot wave of jealousy crash over him. You should’ve been jumping on him, not Denki. As you threw your arms around Denki, his hand slid under you to steady you, fingers dangerously close to your ass.

That was it. Bakugo's temper flared. He stomped across the room, his eyes dark with fury, and yanked you off Denki. The entire room went silent, except for Kirishima, who was chuckling quietly in the corner. Bakugo shot him a death glare before dragging you out of the room, ignoring everyone’s stunned expressions.

He hauled you straight to his room, shoving open the door with a forceful grip on your wrist. Before you could even process what was happening, he tossed you onto the bed with no hesitation.

“Bakug—" you started to say, confused, but the words barely left your mouth before his lips crashed into yours, cutting off any protest. You could feel his body heat radiating off him, his frustration, his need—it was overwhelming in the best way.

Bakugo's grip tightened around your neck as he kissed you harder, drawing a soft moan from your lips. His mouth trailed down your neck, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. Between each kiss, he muttered words that sent shivers down your spine. “Over there jumping on Dunce Face when you should be jumping on me.” The heat between your legs flared up even more at his words, making you crave him like never before.

Without wasting any time, Bakugo started stripping you both down, impatient and rough, ripping away each piece of clothing as if they were nothing. When you were finally bare beneath him, he paused, hovering above you with those mischievous eyes and a wicked grin that made your heart race. In one swift motion, he yanked your legs apart and dove right in, his mouth finding your most sensitive spot. The moment his tongue touched you, a loud moan escaped your lips.

Bakugo didn’t hold back, sliding his middle and ring fingers inside you, matching the rhythm of his tongue with practiced ease. Your back arched involuntarily, your hands flying to his hair, gripping it tight as the pleasure built to an unbearable peak.

Just as you were on the edge of release, he pulled away, leaving you gasping. He lined himself up, rubbing the tip of his cock against your slick entrance. “Can’t wait to fuckin’ ruin you,” he growled before slowly pushing into you, inch by inch, until he was fully sheathed in your warm, wet heat. He moved deliberately, watching every twitch of your face as he filled you completely. Once he bottomed out, he paused, the tension in his body palpable.

“Kat, move,” you whined, desperate for more, but he stayed still, his breath ragged. “Shh, stop talking,” he muttered, trying to hold back the urge to cum right then and there. Your walls tightened around him, and he growled low in his throat. “Y/N, don’t fuck with me, I'm trying not to nut” he warned, but you couldn’t resist. You kissed along his jawline, teasing him until he finally gave in, finding the resolve to move.

He started slow, each stroke calculated and precise, but with every moan that slipped from your lips, his control frayed. His pace quickened, and soon he was pounding into you with wild, animalistic thrusts. You clawed at his back, biting down on his collarbone to muffle your cries, but he wasn’t having it. “I want to hear you,” he demanded, his voice rough with lust as he began to thrust deeper, harder, his movements slow and deliberate.

You let go of his shoulder, finally letting out the moans you’d been holding back. Bakugo’s rhythm grew erratic, his control slipping as he chased his release. One particularly powerful thrust sent you over the edge, your body convulsing around him as you came hard. The way you tightened around him pulled a guttural groan from his chest, and he spilled into you, his orgasm hitting him like a freight train.

“Fuckkkk,” you both gasped in unison, riding out the waves of pleasure together. Bakugo kept thrusting, pushing his cum deeper inside you with each powerful stroke until he finally slowed, breathing heavily. He collapsed on top of you, his lips finding yours in a rough, possessive kiss.

“Don’t let me see another man touching you,” he growled against your lips, and you nodded, your mind hazy and your body spent. You leaned up to kiss him back, a smirk tugging at your lips. If it meant getting fucked like this, you just might test him again.

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Trying to get back into writing

Not revised or anything like that so don't mind my word vomit

**All my shit is copyrighted**

Listennnnnnn…. Credit to the person who made it but

Idk if I’m into Feitan or Levi more 😩😩