HIIIIIIII!!! I Was Wondering If You Could Do Aizawa X Student!reader?? Ik You Don't Normally Write Anything

HIIIIIIII!!! I was wondering if you could do Aizawa x student!reader?? Ik you don't normally write anything but JJK but i rlly like ur writing and would js love to see you make this. 💐TYSM BABESSS ^^

DARLING CAN I BE YOUR FAVORITE?

[•~teacher!aizawa x student!reader SMUT !! (COLLEGE AU!)~•]

[•~synopsis: aw man you failed another test, guess you'll have to fuck your hot teacher.~•]

[•~a/n: i tried my best anon !! js for you, and keep sending in request ppl :D ~•]

"heeey eraser!!" present mic squeals, rushing into the classroom. aizawa looks back at the yellow haired male, obviously fed up with all his bullshit. "whatcha doin?-" eraser mic asks, dragging a chair next to aizawa, not noticing the students were taking a test.

"grading papers"aizawa replies, not paying any attention to the yellow haired individual who was interrupting his class.. present mic looks across the room, admiring all the students and just taking on the sight of the future generation of heroes. "shouldn't you be-" aizawa begins, soon cut off by present mics loud and obnoxious voice "Ooo, this class looks promising shouta, whose ya favorite?"

aizawa rolls his eyes, "don't have any. I don't like picking favorites." he says firmly. present mic is slightly baffled at his response, "really? if I could pick a favorite, I think id pick that red haired kid- actually no wait maybe the green haired one but-" present mic continues to babble on and on to aizawa. who was very obviously tuning him out.

as the bell rings, you watch all the other kids leave the classroom. all giggling and chattering about their plans for the weekend. they all seemed so busy in their conversations, so busy that they didn't notice you were staying back, which was perfect.

as soon as the last person exits the room you walk over towards aizawa. a sly smirk creeping up on your lips. "you said you needed to talk to me?" aizawa places the stack of papers he was grading down, on the table, he leans back in his chair. eyes fixed on you and your figure. "you failed another test, y/n." he says coldly, "and I hope you remember our little deal, hm?" he asks, tapping on his desk, signaling you to come sit.

"how could I forget..." you mumble sitting down on the table, watching as the black haired man approaches you. he was emotionless and rough looking. but you knew deep down he was just as excited for this as you were.

he stands in front of you, in between your legs, and he lifts your chin up with his hands. he stares down into your eyes, "bet you failed on purpose too... didn't you? fucking slut" he mumbles before crashing his lips on yours, you feed back into the kiss, the intensity and passion increasing. aizawa's hands sneakily begin to grope your tits through the fabric of your uniform, caressing them with his rough hands. making you let out breathy moans.

aizawa continues to sloppily kiss you as he begins to unbutton your top, your moans only making his cock harder. you could feel his bulge against your thighs. aizawa pulls away from the kiss, looking down at you with hazy eyes, he places your uniform top on his chair, leaving you in your bra.

he gives your breasts a tight squeeze, admiring the way they bounced. you let out a sharp cry from the sensation. "so pretty f'me aren't you sweetheart?" he coos, hands reaching to your bra's clasp, quickly unclasping it. he throws your bra across the room and leans you back slowly, making sure not to hurt you.

as you lay back down you can feel aizawa playing with your nipples, his finger grazing the surface. he watched as you would squirm more and more whenever he went harsher. aizawa then places one of them in his mouth, tongue swirling all over your nipple. you gasp at the sensation and place a hand in his hair. you can feel the wet patch in your panties grow as he continues to play with you.

his hand reaches towards your other nipple, making sure to give it attention too. he squeezes it lightly as he sucks on your other tit. you let out soft moans as you feel the sensations overtake you. "thought you didn't like pickin favorites?" you mutter, voice shaky and hoarse. aizawa responds by squeezing your nipple harshly, a muffled mumble leaving his lips which sounded like a "shut up..."

soon enough aizawa also gets your skirt off, leaving you in your panties. he lifts both of you legs onto his shoulders, pressing his bulge against the wet patch on your panties. you let out a mewl at the feeling of his clothed cock pushed up on you. "see what ya do to me pretty girl? fuck- I could do this all day..." he groans, grinding against the wetness seeping through your panties.

aizawa hastily unbuckles his belt, and slides his pants and boxers off. freeing his long dick. a soft sigh leaves your lips at the sight. you had fucked aizawa a couple times before but still, his long shaft always surprised him and made you crave him even more. "look at m'pretty girl, so mesmerized by my cock, it's okay sweetheart you'll get it soon..." he pushes your panties to the side, aligning himself with your hole.

"c'mon sweetheart y'know what you gotta do now..." he hums, tucking hair behind your ears. "aizawa... pleaseee" you whine, hands reaching for his hips. aizawa slaps your clit, making you jolt back "y'know damn well that isn't good enough, beg for it like the dirty bitch you are." he demands sharply.

"p-please daddy, need your cock so badly..." you mewl, you didn't care how stupid you sounded, you had one thing on your mind right now. and you needed him badly. aizawa smirks slyly and whispers "anything for my girl..." and he pushes his cock in. you both let out content moans and groans as you feel each other.

he lets you adjust to his size before ramming himself in and out of you, your slick coating his cock fully. "so fuckin wet f'me, baby..." he groans, hands gripping on your hips. his pace was so quick and rough, just the way you liked it. his hips bucked into you without any mercy.

"you're so slutty for this, fuckin ya teacher just to raise your grades? dirtyass slut." he mocks, pushing your thighs closer to your chest, his shaft abusing your cunt even deeper now. you let out sobs and cries from all the pressure, the feeling of his leaky tip constantly hitting your cervix. you were in pure bliss.

aizawa admires the sweet noises, both your mouth and cunt makes. he could feel the way your walls would tighten around him with each thrust he gave, signaling you were close. he looks back up at your face, you looked so dazy and lost. babbling about how good you felt, so cock drunk you couldn't even speak correctly. aizawa chuckles at the state you were beneath him. "we just started pretty girl, don't tell me yer already too fucked out-" he teased.

his calloused fingers start trailing down to your clit, rubbing soft circles on it, as aizawa begins to feel his own orgasm creeping up on him. the pressure on your clit makes you yelp out with pleasure, the familiar knot in your stomach tightening at a hasty pace.

your walls sucked in his cock snuggly, aizawa knew you were on the brink of your orgasm. "c'mon baby, tell me who fucks you the best..." he grunts, his voice hoarse and raspy. his words simply didn't register in your brain, all you could focus on was the release that was building up in you. aizawa slaps your clit again, his voice harsh and demanding "answer m'fuckin question slut. who fuck you the best?"

you jolt up at his words, "y-you do daddy!! you do!!" you mewl, a sob leaving your lips as you cry out from the harsh orgasm you just endured. aizawa felt your liquid wash all over his shaft, which was enough to bring him to the brink of an orgasm. he pulls out of you quickly. and begins jerking himself off quickly, hot strings of semen decorating your stomach. you both let out heavy pants of satisfaction. "made such a big mess pretty girl, let's clean up okay?" he affirms, helping you back up.

THISS ⬆️‼️

literally if you don't like their writing or fic DONT READ IT nobody is forcing you to read it 😭🙏🏼

Why are so many JJK writers getting those types of messages 😭 where they claim Gojo is straight and a Dom and stuff like that? Babes it's called fanfiction... get a life. Read if you want... no one's forcing you 💀

can the AOT fandom come back? 😔 I need my eren and armin fics🙏🏼🙏🏼 (im considering going to go back to Wattpad to read there help)

I feel like choso is the type of guy to love wrapping his arms around you when he fucks you. nothing weird behind it,the just like the intimacy behind it. it's just the thought of holding you against him, your bare chest against his as he pounds into you from below. he could easily watch your facial expressions. admiring the way your eyebrows furrowed and eyes shut tightly whenever he hit that one spot you always loved. or whenever you were close to your high, you would dig your nails into the rough skin on his back. the burn was intense but so was the pleasure. choso just loved to observe you and be close to you, after all you mattered most to him.

[I will start barking for choso omggg]

guys who just come completely undone under your control. they just admire your sweet touches, basking in your soft, gentle hands and the warmth they bring as you milk their cock dry. grip tight on the base, quick and lengthy thrusts from your fist are the only thing on his mind. your hands felt so nice, your silky skin mixed in with the feeling of a mixture of his translucent milky precum which is leaking from his tip, and your saliva dripped from your puffy pink lips. he could let this moment replay over and over. and you knew he like it too, his angelic and soft whimpers and moans leaving his pretty face. his low half lidded eyes fixed on you and your fist, watching you rhythmically jerk him off. he always preferred your hands over his own.

CHOSO, GOJO, yuji, yuta, ARMIN, CONNIE, shoto, MIDORYIA, denki, kirishima, zenitsu (+any of ur favs!!)

𖹭 AFTERCARE W JJK MEN 𖹭

[•~featuring: Satoru and Suguru~•]₊˚⊹♡

[•~WARNING: slight smut in the beginnings~•]₊˚⊹♡

[•a/n, sorry for js them, I don't have motivation to write rn and I'm hella busy studying for finals 😭~•]₊˚⊹♡

|| SATORU GOJO ||₊˚⊹♡

the sounds of skin slapping and wet squelching fills the room as satoru rams into your cunt repeatedly. faint yet audible whimpers leaves his lips, the grip on your hips grow tighter. you couldn't remember how many times you've came undone but it was far more than 2. satoru's hips come to a sudden stop, shuddering as he fills his hot sticky load in you. you both let out deep groans of satisfaction as he pulls out of you, a string of the mixed arousal and cum connecting his cock and your cunt.

satoru leans down towards your face and leaves a small peck on your cheek, mumbling a sweet silky "you okay baby?..." he smiles warmly, hand creeping up towards your chin. you nod and get up, sitting against the cold headboard. "let's ya cleaned up okay?" he says, offering a hand to help you up. you hold onto his hand getting up slowly, your legs wobble slightly, still recovering from the intense session you just had.

despite how seriously satoru took aftercare, he still always found it funny that you would struggle to stand up because of him. "what's the matter babe?" he mocks lightheartedly. you flash him an annoyed look, yet you couldn't help but enjoy his playful nature. satoru smiles cheeky "kidding babe..." he mumbles before suddenly throwing you over his shoulder, holding you by your legs as he takes you to the bathroom. you let out a yelp from the sudden action, satoru giving your ass a tight playful squeeze. you mewl, hitting his back repeatedly, "you bitch!" you tease, while chuckling.

satoru rolls his eyes, and places you on the countertop. he turns the water on, letting the tub fill up with water. in the meantime he walks back over to you, wrapping you in his arms. he begins to leave trails of kisses along your jawline, you let out deep breaths of content. "you're so pretty baby..." he mutters, ultimately lost in the moment. your heart flutters at his words, the sensation of his lips on your jaw adding to the feelings of comfort and peace you were feeling. satoru could spend hours upon hours in between your arms, just admiring you and your beauty. there was not one part of you he did not adore to death. you open your eyes and notice the tub nearly overfilling with water. "toru! the bathtub!" you point out. satoru sighs deeply, before burying himself in your chest even deeper. "5 more minutes..."

|| SUGURU GETO ||₊˚⊹♡

"cmon take it like a good girl..." suguru groans, the hand around your neck squeezing tighter and tighter. "mmph! c-close!" you sob, your nails digging into his skin as the intensity of his thrusts took control of your mind, focusing on the pleasure building up. suguru smiles and whispers in your ear, his voice husky and hoarse "then cum w'me baby, say my name..." he grunts, his own orgasm approaching him, his fingers starting to roughly rub your clit. you let out loud cries, moaning his name so lewdly it was almost pornographic. your legs shake with pleasure as suguru pulls out of you, rubbing his cock swiftly. faint mumbles and broken breaths which could almost make out as your name left his lips, his load spilling all over your stomach and tits.

suguru's chest rises slowly as he recovers from his high, he leans down and gives you a warm kiss. "you did so well, love..." he mutters, hiss hand caressing your cheek. he tucks loose strands of hair behind your ear, while whispering in your ear in an tired hoarse voice. "let's getcha some water alright?" you nod, and he picks you up bridal style, beads of sweat still resting on his forehead. you loved it whenever suguru gave you aftercare, it always made you feel so loved and protected.

he places you in the bathtub carefully, being sure not to hurt your fragile body. he turns the water on, making sure it's at the perfect setting, just the way you like it. "alright I'll be back, princess. just relax f'me" he says before leaving out to go get you a glass of water. you watch the water fill the tub, watching as how soon your legs were submerged in it. then you hear familiar footsteps approach you. "here.." he offers, a cold glass of water in his hand. you take the glass and begin drinking out of it. "bet ya needed that, you came so many times f'me" he teased, joining you in the bathtub as well. you place the glass on the edge of the tub, while rolling your eyes playfully at his remarks "whatever-" you scoff.

suguru chuckles at your reaction, leaning forward and caressing your thighs, "you're so pretty baby..." he comments, completely lost in the sight of you. you smile warmly at his comment. "let's clean you up now..." he hums, tucking strands of hair behind your ear.