I Feel Like Choso Is The Type Of Guy To Love Wrapping His Arms Around You When He Fucks You. Nothing

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]

"pfft- c'mon be serious princess, you wouldn't last two seconds riding me-"

"mm-fuck don't stop..." he groans, hands impatiently grabbing the fat of your ass, guiding your pace as you slide your walls up and down on his cock. you slap his hands away, "nah- I'm doing things my way..." you scold, staring down your boyfriend's hazy and foggy eye. too lost in all the pleasure

"are ya close for me sweetheart?" you coo, hands resting on his chest as you continue to slam yourself up and down. your boyfriend nods, a loud and erotic whimper leaving his lips as he nears his orgasm. "mm.. thought I would last two seconds and yet look at you, coming undone for me so quickly" you mock, the smug grin creeping on your lips as your boyfriend looks away embarrassingly.

your boyfriend usually would've put you in your place right this moment, not letting an ounce of disrespect leave your words, but right now was different. he was seeing all stars in the universe at this moment, overwhelming pleasure filling him up. he groans loudly, smooth and vulnerable cries of "f-fuck-" "so good f'me..." "so-so close!" leaving his lips. he stared up at you like you were some goddess, some being who could control his every move.

"s-shut up" he quickly groans, his moans soon follow suit as he resches his orgasm, hips bucking right into your pussy. strings of white sticky cum painting your cunt. you both let out satisfied moans, as you two pant heavily, regaining your much needed energy.

GETO, Gojo, EREN, Aizawa, Denki, (+any of ur favs)

[would you guys enjoy some MHA content? I'ma still post it but js curious!!]

ᡣ𐭩 THAT A WOMAN LIKE THAT WAS REALLY INTO ME ᡣ𐭩

[•~LONER!MEGUMI X POPULARGIRL!READER FLUFF~•]ᯓ ᡣ𐭩

[•~synopsis: turns out working with the pretty loner boy isn't that bad~•]ᯓ ᡣ𐭩

"sorry y/n, we can only work in groups of 2. and me and nobara kinda already decided we were gonna work together..." yuji explains, nervously fiddling with his jacket zipper. you sigh loudly, obviously disappointed your two best friends were paired up together. "it's fine... I'll work with someone else..." you say, looking around the room.

it wasn't like you didn't have any friends, quite the opposite actually. you maintained decent friendships with mostly everybody in the classroom, casually saying hi to them occasionally or making small talk. but the one thing you realized was that everybody already had their own partners. everyone had their own groups and cliches. and for first time since forever, you felt like loner kid.

you were very well known at the school, everybody knew who you were. positively and negatively everyone knew you. and most of the students loved you. you were really kind and sweet and didn't mind standing up for some. but that didn't mean you knew everybody.

as you search the classroom for a partner you notice one person who wasn't in a group, -megumi fushiguro. you felt a rush of adrenaline through your veins. for starters, it was hard to talk to megumi, heck you didn't even know he could talk. he never really spoke to anybody at the school, and he usually kept to himself. so it was hard for you to introduce yourself to him, since you couldn't tell how he'd respond.

you nervously walk over to him, which was odd for you. usually you were a social expert. you never had anxiety talking to anyone, but something about megumi made you so nervous and scared. you sit right next to him, he looks over at you,somewhat confused. you clear your throat before speaking, "hey I'm Y/N, and I don't have a partner so I was wondering if you wanted to be partners with me?" you ask nervously. you probably stuttered about 12 times in that whole sentence.

the strong scent of his cologne traps your nose as he turns to face you fully, he responds with a "sure.." his voice was deep and quiet, this was probably the first time you've ever heard him speak to you before. you smile warmly at him and pull your phone out "great! so can I get your number so we can talk about it?" you ask, voice smooth and sweet.

you and megumi both agreed to meet up at a local coffee shop to start the project, you were so excited. you weren't too sure why either, but you wanted to make sure you looked your best for him. so you made sure to put on the best outfit you had, and perfect your makeup. you walk into the coffee shop, and you notice megumi in a booth in a corner.

you join him, humming a warm "hey!!" he responds with a small quiet 'hi' and you two begin to work. you noticed megumi wasn't wearing his usual black hoodie, no instead he had on a black shirt with some grey sweats. you wouldn't deny that he looked really good in them. but you had to focus right now.

as you two began to work, researching topics and facts you guys began to talk. usually you would start the conversations but you didn't mind. you found out so much about him. he seemed to be a basic guy, but he was far from it. megumi was actually really smart and funny. making you laugh a couple times. he loved anime and sports.

megumi wasn't so quick to open up to strangers though. usually he would shut them down quickly, responding to any of their questions with limited words. but you, it was different. ever since you sat next to him yesterday, you were the only one in his mind. he couldn't eat sleep or do anything without thinking about you. you were the only person he really wanted to talk to.

but megumi wasn't the only who was heads over heel, you simply couldn't function without thinking about him. ever since that project, megumi was all that you could think about. and everybody could notice.

"y/n? hellooo...?" nobara calls out, waving a hand in front of your face, you quickly snap out of your daydream. "huh?? oh sorry what was going on??" you reply frantically. yuji laughs and Nobara sighs loudly. "gosh, y/n what's gotten into you lately??" she asks "you're always so spaced out it's kinda weird " yuji adds. your cheeks turn rosy pink and you look away shyly. "w-what do ya mean? I've been normal!' you exclaim, although your lie was far from convincing.

yuji giggles and whispers loudly into nobara's ear, loud enough where you could hear though. "bet it's that fushiguro kid!" he snickers. nobara laughs at his comment. you scoff "it's not him!!" you defend, your face now tomato red. "ohh sure... like you two weren't flirting with your eyes yesterday in science..." nobara replies sarcastically. "oh megumi! you're so handsome!! my honey bunny bear!!!" yuji mocks, pretending to be you. nobara adds on to the gag by replying in an obviously fake deep voice "I love you to sugar plum cupcake princess, mwah mwah mwah!!" she chuckles

yuji and nobara burst out laughing after a moment of staring at each other. you cover your face with your hands, completely done with their bullshit. it wasnt like you and megumi were a thing!? you guys were just friends and that's it. but a part of you wishes you were so much more. so much more than simple friends. wishing that instead of daydreaming about going on cute dates with him, holding his rough yet soft hands, and kissing those pink lips they could all just come to life...

and just as you thought this day could not get any worse, megumi approaches your table. you completely forgot you also had the same lunch period with him. you nervously look back up at him, he himself was a cherry red too. he definitely heard nobara and yuji's dumb comments. "hey y/n... can we talk in private?" he mumbles, hands fiddling with each other.

yuji and nobara share shocked looks with each other, jaws completely dropped. "um.. sure" you say warmly, your eyes twinkling at the sight of him, a rush of adrenaline overtaking you. you begin to get up from your seat to go follow megumi, so he could privately chat with you, but as you start to follow megumi nobara calls out loudly, "use protection guys!!!"

you take a deep breath, you were so going to slap the shit out of both of them when you were done. you and megumi stand out in the hallway, both extremely nervously. megumi loudly clears his throat before beginning his sentence, " y/n..." he mumbles

"yes megumi?..." you mutter. then suddenly megumi holds both of your hands together , his soft yet rough palms holding onto both of your dainty fingers. he looks right into your eyes, you could tell what he was about to say took him so much courage to say. both of your hearts raced, frantically beating. "y/n... I love you. I can't hide it anymore. ever since we've met, you've always been so special to me. something was so attractive about you I couldn't get enough of it. you're the prettiest kindest and the most caring girl I've ever met before... so please may I be yours?" megumi says, now really close to you, breath hitting the side of your neck.

the sight in front of you was so precious and appalling. and it all hit you so quickly. no way the quiet megumi fushiguro, the same guy who couldn't even mumble a single word in class just confessed his love for you. you were so taken back, your heart melting at his words. you grin warmly "of course-" you squeal, leaning in to giving him a kiss, only for him to do the same. his arms snaking around your waist swiftly, your arms racings around his neck. the whole scene seemed to play out just like a romance anime. it was like the world paused right there for the two of you.

"TOLD YA!!!" yuji squeals "give me my money now bitch" yuji demands, a cunning grin washing all over his face. nobara sighs "fine!" she scoffs handing the money over to yuji.

★ FUCK ME LIKE YOU MAD AT ME, BABY ★

[•~featuring: satoru, suguru, toji, sukuna~•]⊹₊ ⋆

[•~synopsis: you piss the jjk men off and they get their get back~•]

[•~a/n: prob not gonna post next week, a whole bunch of tests:(~•]

|| SATORU GOJO || silent treatment ⊹₊ ⋆

was it petty to give Satoru the silent treatment after a small argument the two of you had yesterday over something so simple? it was simple, you just wanted him to take you seriously for once. you felt like he only saw you as a joke, a doll he could mess with whenever he wanted to. and satoru, didn't respond so effectively in terms of solving the issue. instead the two of you argued the whole night, over something that could've been solved with some basic communication.

so here you two were, about 3 days without saying a single word. egos way too high to just apologize and move on. it seemed like the both of you were taking it well but in reality it was destroying you both severely. you guys never had so much tension between the two of you before. and after a couple days, satoru was not taking it anymore.

"mmph!!- satoru s-slow down!! please!!" you mewl, legs stuttering as satoru's hips buck into you harshly and quickly. the white haired man just stared back into your eyes, his eyes were so empty and dark, sending cold shivers down your spine. "nah. thought y'said I never took ya seriously right? shut up n take it." he scolds, fingers drilling into the fat of your hips, as his thrusts got more intense, leaving you moaning for more.

his words only made your cunt wetter, fueling that dirty desire of yours. you could feel how deep satoru was in you, his hands pushing your knees so much into your chest you were surprised they haven't broken off yet. the angle made it feel like satoru's tip was just repeatedly slapping your cervix. making you sob for more by each and every thrust.

and you'd be stupid to think satoru was going to let you do whatever you wanted. no- he was going to show you how much frustration you made him feel. because there was no way that you thought he thought you were just a simple joke to him, while it was the complete opposite. you were his everything. if he had ever lost you, he may loose himself. so hearing you mutter such words fueled his fury.

satoru shoves two fingers in your mouth, forcing your sore puffy lips to shut all around his fingers. he relished the feeling of your tongue swirling and sucking on his digits. your moans only getting louder, but less audible. muffed moans and cries left your lips as satoru leans down to your ears, making sure you heard everything he was about to tell you.

"thought you weren't gonna talk to me ever again. what happened to that? you thought I would just let you go so easily, hm? exactly so take this cock you've been begging for, and I want not one sound out of you. do you understand?"

|| SUGURU GETO || jealousy ⊹₊ ⋆

to suguru, it was obvious that he had a hot girlfriend. he knew it. and he should've been used to it by now. guys always checking you out, admiring your ass in those jeans. or watching your tits in that one v-neck top that already made suguru angsty, and cautious. and usually he would just brush it off, knowing it wasn't your fault you were so so beautiful.

but what pissed him off was the way you feed into every single guy's delusions. I mean it was obvious wasn't it? the guy taking your order at the coffee was so intensely staring down your shirt. and the way he would ask you so many questions, attempting to make small talk. it made suguru sick. and the worst part was that you were flirting back. giggling at his below average jokes, and flashing him your contagious and mesmerizing smile. oh you definitely were doing this on purpose, suguru knew it.

knees burning due to the friction between your legs and the carpet floor of the car beneath you. suguru had been forcing your head up and down his cock repeatedly for what felt like hours. he was forcing to "apologize" to him for "flirting" with the barista. you knew you didn't do anything wrong, all you did was talk to the man. so you weren't gonna apologize for something you didn't even do.

and suguru was not having it. he knew you did it all on purpose. so he was going to force an apology out for you. because he was in disbelief you would flirt with a random guy right in front of him. he bobs your head on his cock swiftly, the ball of hair in his fist tangling severely. he had been doing this for about 30 minutes, with no intent of stopping.

you drooled and gagged all over his dick, sticking to your point. and the more and more you refused, the more suguru would force you down on him. his deep hoarse mutters of "just fuckin apologize." as his hips would also buck into your mouth.

he didn't care about the tears streaming down your face or the drastic red your lips had taken. he was sure to abuse your mouth until he got you to admit your actions. and the sounds of your gagging only fueled him even more, feeling the tightness of your throat engulf his cock. this went on for another 10 minutes before suguru pulls your hair up, forcing your head to snap up.

"looks like ima have to try something else, since you wanna be so difficult, but it's okay I'll get that fucking apology out of you. get on the seat"

|| TOJI FUSHIGURO || teasing him ⊹₊ ⋆

toji loved to be a pain in the ass. he loved to see that annoyed look plastered all over your face. he took pride in it too. never forgetting to accidentally walk in on you showering. or his hands somehow slipping up your inner thighs, finger just merely touching your clit. he just loved to watch you squirm because of him.

and it annoyed you. a lot. you felt like he couldn't go 2 seconds without any attempts to crawl under your skin. so what did you do? you simply did it back, only this time taking it up a notch.

okay so maybe brushing your hand all over his clothed cock in the middle of eating out, wasn't the best idea. you argued that it wasn't your fault that your hand just so happened to slip by. accidentally squeezing his already halfway hard dick. toji wasn't a fool though. he knew this was your "payback". but instead of accepting the consequences of his actions, he merely just going to make you regret it.

"p-please toji, m'sorryy" you moan, fingers rushing in and out of your hole swiftly. toji had forced you to play with yourself until he felt satisfied. and it was hell.

all you wanted right now was to feel toji's shaft in you. to reach lengths your weak short fingers could never. to feel how big he was , and how much he would stretch you out. savoring the painful but pleasant burn it brought. and your fingers were getting tired. you had been fingering yourself for about 20 minutes, orgasming almost 4 times at this rate. and all of it was still not satisfying to toji

"shouldn't have been such a slut earlier then, if you wanted to get fucked just say that." he growls, arms crossed as he watched you, those dark menacing eyes tracking your every movement. "be grateful you using your fingers, you wouldn't be able to handle how I would treat you right now." he speaks, hands tucking strands of hair behind your ear. you were just going to have to wait, wait until toji was happy enough with your current state.

|| RYOMEN SUKUNA || disrespecting him ⊹₊ ⋆

is anybody surprised that Sukuna has an outrageously high ego? it should be so obvious. sukuna knew that he was important. and he knew he wasn't even worthy to be near the presence of most people. in summary he was very egotistical.

and when you two were arguing earlier, about how he didn't treat you well enough. you weren't lying though. he would constantly leave you on delivered, constantly bullied you, and even just straight up ignoring you some times. and you were sick of it. and it all happened so quickly, you swore it was just the heat of the moment. you didn't mean to call him "the worst boyfriend in the world."

so when sukuna heard those offense and outrageous words come right out of your mouth, he knew that you had gone too far. completely lost your mind. who were you even to call him such a thing? he knew in his mind that he was perfect, so maybe you just needed to get put in your place.

"would the worst boyfriend in the world be fuckin ya right now, whore?' he scoffed, grasp around your neck growing tighter. sukuna had you on all fours, on the cold wooden floor of your shared apartment, forcing you to take both cocks in your pussy. he was making sure that you would feel his wrath in the way he would thrust into your cunt, the pace so harsh and fast it made you dumber and dumber by the second.

his two large cocks in you at once wasn't helping either. it was one thing to feel him in you but twice?? it was so overwhelming, but it made you crave him even more. sukuna was so rough with you two. he had forced those two cocks down into you with no remorse for your feelings. and been though you should be scared or concerned, you just felt hornier and hornier by the second.

"s-sukuna!! gonna cum!!" you mewled, voice raspy and hoarse just from the amount of screaming you had just experienced. and you could feel that familiar knot in your stomach start to tighten, the stars building up in your vision, making you let out breathy groans and moans. only for it to all be ruined. sukuna pulls out of you, hand pulling your neck up. "who said you could cum yet? hold it in while I show you how bad of a boyfriend I can be."

brat!tamer toji who would pretend to despise it whenever you spoke back to him. like he absolutely hated your attitude and wanted nothing but to punish you for it. but in reality it only made his dick hard and his mind race with lustful thoughts. imagining the way you would repeatedly cry "m'sorry daddy!- t-too much!" as he would mercilessly pound into you.

brat!tamer toji who would try to ignore your desperate attempts to piss him off. your attempts to make him jealous just so he could fuck the sense back into you. or purposely wearing revealing clothing just so other guys could look at you hungrily. you knew Toji hated to see you talking to- no even looking at other guys. so of course you would try to get attention from guys as often as you could. and it only made his blood boil. you were his. only his to look at. only his to fantasize about. so seeing you openly showing yourself off to everybody only made him want to punish you and remind you who you belonged to.

brat!tamer toji who would drag you to the nearest public restroom or dressing room. it wasn't his fault you were pissing him off so badly he couldn't wait till you two got home. the attitude in your voice and actions just made him so horny. he would never tell you that though

brat!tamer toji who would make you eat your words as he railed into you harshly. constantly reminding you of your snarky comments and ravish language from earlier. he would laugh menacingly, as he watched you struggle to form sentences due to his girthy cocky sliding deep in and out of you.

brat!tamer toji who would bring you so close to the brink of an orgasm and pull out. he didn't care how much you were crying or begging to reach your orgasm. he was going to push you to your limits. and everytime he pulled out, he would make sure to tease you about it. "was my filthy slut about to cum? oh you poor thing..." he would coo mockingly, the most shit eating smirk displaying on his face.

brat!tamer toji who would abuse your throat as he face fucked you. toji would get so tired of your little protests and rude comments that he needed to find a way to keep you silent. so he resorted to fucking the shit out of your poor abused tight little throat. he was sure to go extra rough on you, just so your voice would be so hoarse and raspy the next morning you would struggle to speak.

brat!tamer toji who loves to see you in tears from the overwhelming pleasure and pain you were feeling. usually his heart would shatter, just from seeing the sight of tears welled up in your eyes. but when it was because of him and his heavenly cock, he could only feel himself getting harder and his ego rising. just watching you struggle to orgasm for him for the nth time, and seeing you cry from all the overstimulation. he just couldn't get enough of it.

brat!tamer toji who would leave harsh slaps on your ass to teach you a lesson. they were quick and harsh, leaving sharp stings all over your ass. leaving handprints for the couple days. and toji was proud of it. it was like his way of making sure you knew whose you were. it made the possessiveness in him grow exponentially.

brat!tamer toji who wouldn't even show you an ounce of mercy. he treat you like absolute shit. so harsh and rough with you, it would seem like he hated you. from all the hair pulling, all the harsh slaps, and his sexy yet degrading words. he would be so hard on you. but he knew not to go overboard. he was the perfect mix of both harsh and protective.

TO THE ANONS WHO LEFT REQUEST, ILL HAVE THEM OUT NEXT WEEK OR THIS WEEK ‼️

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one thing about me I may not like MHA, BUT I WILL NEVER GET OVER MY KING DENKI

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