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Personal Trainer Gojo
personal trainer gojo
short drabble ☆
nsfw ⚠️ mdni (creepy satoru is in the building)
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personal!trainer gojo who smirks when he sees you in your tight workout clothes
“you sure that’s your size?” the man asks, watching as you drop your bags on the floor. you roll your eyes, all too familiar with his behavior. satoru smirks, shrugging his shoulders indifferently. “i ain’t sayin’ shit if your pants rip.”
personal!trainer gojo who secretly takes pictures of your ass when you warm up
personal!trainer gojo who brushes himself against ass when you do squats
personal!trainer gojo who makes you do intense exercises so that he can see your boobs bounce
personal!trainer gojo who presses his hard cock against your body when you’re distracted
personal!trainer gojo who has his eyes on your juicy cameltoe more often than not
personal!trainer gojo who strokes his cock when your back is turned
precum beads on the head of his dick as he watches you. satoru thanks his lucky stars that you dress like such a slut around him. slowly, he slips his hand into his pants, desperately stroking his cock to the sight of your glistening body. “fuck, fuck,” he whimpers quietly, his hips bucking up into his hand. his breath catches in his throat as globs of cum gush into his pants. lord knows he feels like a damn pervert.
personal!trainer gojo who is a big fan of sexualizing your yoga poses
“just like that, good fuckin’ girl.” satoru coos, unable to hide his grin. he has you on your back, your legs pinned over your head. it’s hard to breathe, but you try to hold out for a few more seconds. satoru subtly rubs his dick against your clothed pussy, getting off to the sight of your juicy cameltoe.
personal!trainer gojo who stays quiet when your boobs slip out of your workout bra
personal!trainer gojo who spanks your ass and praises you at the end of the session
personal!trainer gojo who invites you to grab coffee with him
personal!trainer gojo who lets you ride him in the backseat of his car
your mouth drops open into an o shape as satoru drills into your pussy, the filthy sound of being pounded filling the car. his hands rest on your hips, forcing you to remain motionless as he fucks his needy cock inside you. “fuck, that’s it princess, scream f’me.” he pleads desperately, spanking your ass as you bounce on him. he captures your hard nipple in his mouth, sucking slowly as his tongue swirls around it.
with one last thrust into your dripping cunt, he throws his head back in ecstasy. his blue eyes roll into the back of his head as he empties his heavy balls into your pussy, ribbons of white painting your walls. his glassy eyes bore into yours, a charming smirk playing on his lips. “you down for more?”

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before you and suguru got together, the both of you would hook up… a lot, and even before hooking up, he would always ask to eat you out, if you had to take a guess as to how many times he asked you, it was more than ten.
suguru knew you had good pussy; he needed your taste on his tongue and lips; he needed to taste you over and over again. he never craved anyone more than he craved you, texting you at three in the morning to see if you finally changed your mind.
it was a random saturday that you finally gave in, but he of course had to take you on a date first, and he did. took you out to eat, did the whole thing, and then when he took you back to his place, he was face first in your pussy.
he was salvating the entire time he was with you; he craved you, and now that he had you, he was going to make sure that you never ran away or tried to duck him again.
suguru had a pillow underneath your lower back and had your thighs pushed up with his finger nails digging into you, his tongue spreading over your folds with his saliva dripping down them.
it was just what he wanted; your taste was indescribable, and even though he was currently in it and licking it every which way, he couldn’t get your taste out of his mind, that’s when he knew he needed more of you each and every day.
so this turned into a regular thing, you on your back while he was eating you out until your eyes were rolling back and your stomach was hurting from how hard you were sucking in from the pleasure he was giving it, his tongue was magic.
suguru knew there was going to be a time in his life where he needed to be an eater twenty-four seven, meaning he had to make sure his jaw was working correctly, and his eating skills were right.
that’s why he spent most of his hookups just eating the other person out; he didn’t just become an eater out of the blue; this was hard, dedicated work, and it was all worth it when he finally tasted you for the first time.
he always wondered why he was always so caught up on eating pussy and why it satisfied him so much to the point he could go on for hours and hours and be good off of it. It’s because he developed an oral fixation.
licking your pussy and having your juices melt into his tongue like ice cream was something he craved most of the day. your taste was foreign to him, yet he knew how you belonged on his tongue and no one else's. that's why he had to eat you out until you were hitting his head and telling him to stop.
he would wake up in the middle of the night "dehydrated,” telling you to sit on your face or pulling you into a vacant bathroom during an event and lifting your dress up just to pull your pants to the side and eat you out until your fluids and his saliva mixed together and fell onto the floor.
he would eat you out for three hours without missing a beat, and until you were physically crying or telling him to stop, he was never going to. that’s why you had to come up with a safe word to let him know that you were serious and to get off of you. it made him sad, but he knew you couldn’t take it like he wanted you to; that’s why he wanted to train you.
training you was the only way you could deal with him eating you out for hours and not stopping. It's not his fault that you had a taste that he couldn’t keep out of his mouth, so he had to help you for the sake of both of you.
telling you to take it even if you were on the verge of squirting; he didn’t care if you had to squirt; he would tell you to do it right in his mouth, because that’s what he craved and all he wanted from you; that’s how he knew he was doing a great job.
over time, your pussy didn’t get "used" to the feeling at all; if anything, your pussy just became more sensitive. that was a good thing in his book; he loved that your pussy was so sensitive that you squirmed every time his tongue went over your clit.
nanami x f!reader
(little thing I wrote about Nanami’s wife being insecure after the birth of their daughter)
cws- f!reader, self doubt, body insecurity, bodily fluids, p in v (unprotected), oral f!receiving, lacatation kink, nipple play, 18+, light postpartum depression, body worship, creampie
You hated the way you looked.
You stared in the mirror analyzing and observing your post birth body, the way your stomach pudge began to droop, the abundance of stretch marks coating your sides, your breasts full and aching adding to your sheer discomfort.
You adored your daughter, loved her with every fiber of your being but when the lights turned off you were left alone with your thoughts and the body you were convinced was destroyed.
This didn’t go unnoticed by your darling husband of course, he’d watch you heavily over analyze yourself as you pulled on your pajamas for the night. The way you’d wince when your rough feeling shirt clipped the underside of your sensitive breasts.
Nanami wasn't dumb, the way your face filled with worry when he proposed you have a date night just the two of you but quickly made the excuse of not going through the trouble.
“Hey sweetheart, just put her down for the night.. well for a few hours.” He smirked, rubbing his tired eyes.
You were laid on the bed in an oversized purple nightgown, you could wear a trash bag and he’d still find you to be the most ravishing woman he’s ever seen.
“That’s great, let’s get some sleep while we still can.” You said with a small yawn as Nanami crawled on the bed next to you, his strong arms wrapped around your waist causing you to wince quietly.
“Did I do something?” Nanami asked gazing up at you through his eyelashes as he took your hand in his.
“Do..” you sighed, beginning to feel the onslaught of tears form, “D-Do you still find me attractive..?” The words came out as more of a quiet plea than a question.
Nanami stared at you with an astonished look, eyes blown wide as he gripped your hand a little tighter, “Sweetheart..”
Hearing him say your name softly made you begin to sob, “Y/N, why do you not know how beautiful you are?” He pressed kisses to your knuckles keeping eye contact with you.
“I-I don’t feel it anymore..” sniffles came from you as you tried to wipe your tears, “I’m bigger now.. I have more stretch marks, I feel and look tired all the time.. and my stupid boobs hurt,” a hurt chuckle came from you as you tilted your head back.
“Sweetie.. are you aware you just birthed our beautiful daughter a month ago?” Nanami smiled softly, sitting up to caress the side of your face, “Your body is still as beautiful and amazing as it was before.” His calloused thumb wiping the stray tears away.
“K-Kento-“
He shushed you quickly before placing a soft kiss on your chapped lips, “Let me show you how beautiful you are..”
All of a sudden Nanami’s hands lifted your soft nightgown above your aching tits, his mouth then began to leave messy wet kisses on your neck.
You let out soft mewls as his rough hands palmed and squeezed at your tender breasts, beads of soft white milk dribbling out.
Nanami smirked against your neck as he dragged his lips to your cleavage, “I never want you to forget why I fell in love with you,” he hummed wrapping his lips around one of the hardened buds, his tongue graced over the bud as the smooth milk dribbled out.
“K-Ken, fuckkk,” you moaned as your hands found home in his blonde hair, gripping at the roots. His hands worked at your breasts as his lips moved on to the other bud.
He pulled off your breasts with an audible pop! As his head moved to your inner thighs, “I’ll never stop loving you, and if I do shoot me dead angel.” Nanami grinned as he saw you smile lightly, he nipped at the inner corners of your thighs slowly moving towards your panty clad cunt.
Soft kisses were placed where your clit was covered, “Think I can make you squirt through your panties?” Nanami groaned as he inhaled your scent leaving kitten licks on the damp fabric.
“Ken, please don’t tease!” You squeaked as his fingers worked on your clothed clit, Nanami’s teeth nipped at your thighs as his hips grinded into the mattress below.
“Wan’ kiss you to know kiss how beautiful kiss you are,” Nanami looked gorgeous between your legs, hair tousled, pupils blown as his fingers worked delicately.
Your back arched as you felt his tongue ghost over your clit, a whine fell from your lips as Nanami wrapped his lips over your clit. “Let go for me angel..” he hummed as the coil snapped in your belly and your panties soaked. “Fuckk, such a good girl f’ me.”
He placed one last kiss on your thigh before he sat up and began to gently palm himself through his boxers, the whole image was erotic as precum stained his boxers.
“See what you do to me angel?” He gripped his hardened cock through the fabric, “Please give me me a chance to fuck you dumb tonight.”
“K-Ken fuck!” Moans fell from your mouth as your husband continued to pound into your weeping pussy,
“Sucking me in so good, shit,” Nanami grunted out as he lifted your leg onto his shoulder planting a small kiss on your ankle, “Never thrust forget how fucking beautiful thrust you are.” He groaned out feeling your gummy walls begin to contract around him.
“‘M gonna cum Ken!” Your toes curled as you felt him speed up his thrusts, “D-do it you got it baby,” his hand came to rub quick tight circles on your clit as your walls clamped around his cock causing him to still.
“Ohhh fuck! That’s my good girl,” his voice sounded raspy as he buried himself deeper into you spilling his seed.
Pants came from both of you as he leaned over to place multiple kisses on your forehead, there was a calm silence that followed after before it was broken by Nanami.
“I never want you to forget how much of a goddamn goddess you are,”
“Shit princess—“ Gojo grunts, hands on your waist as you bounced up and down his cock, your back arching with a cry when you began to roll your hips in desperation.
You were going so fast, mewling each time your boyfriend’s cock nudged your g spot, your hands on his chest steadying your movements.
“Ahh- Satoruu.. so g-good.” you moaned, head falling back with another whiny cry as your nails dug into pale flesh. Teary eyes finally meeting his when you felt yourself getting close.
“Y-yeah? Like riding me like ya own it? Looking so pretty on top of there. ‘S all yours baby, all yours.”
His hold on your hips tightened, allowing you to dumb yourself out as your body trembled. Babbling his name amongst choked moans when you clenched down on him. Head falling back with a loud cry as you made a mess on his cock.
Gojo only looked up at you with a surprised grin when you kept going, his breathing speeding up when your pace got even faster. Letting out shaky whimpers as you continued to grind onto him in pure need.
Pussy dripping down his cock and onto his pelvis as you fucked yourself to yet another high.
Jealous? Nah. (Yes.)
Gojo x Fem Reader (part 1): MINORS DNI
In which, you befriend Suguru and it doesn't sit well with Satoru. He's sure it's just because he doesn't want to lose his best friend, right?
Content: Possessiveness, Jealousy, Eventual smut, Jujutsu College AU, Slight Toxic Relationship, Sexual Themes
(Authors Note: This started off as a oneshot but then I just kept on writing... and then I had more ideas for it. I also have a BUNCH of unfinished oneshots so im hoping by publishing this it will motivate me to actually finish something lmao.)
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Gojo knew he wasn't one to settle down. His ego was overwhelming to most and he was far too conceited to even think about a relationship- and yeah, even he admits he is (maybe) narcissistic.
And he had every right to be. He was the chosen one after all and everyone dulled in comparison to him. He was the one that was blessed with a strength and technique nobody could compete with- he was THE Gojo Satoru.
So what absolutely confused him is how you always happened to enter his mind. Since at first, you were just another sorcerer that joined late at his school that he had to begrudgingly share his best friend with, since you were friends with him too after all. (but he reminds himself you two would never be as close as friends as he is with him.)
But the dynamic soon changed when Suguru insisted on hanging out as a group after he couldn't help but complain that he didn't get so see him as often since she was taking all his time away. And he was absolutely frustrated over it, he should've just kept his mouth shut.
But the frustration didn't stem from you being obnoxious or difficult to be around, it was the complete opposite in fact. You were too nice. But not the kind where it seemed forced, it was actually genuine. You also easily engaged in conversations with anyone and everybody, instantly catching the attention of random people who wanted just a chance to be noticed by your gaze. And he admitted, you were captivating- but that only served to annoy him. It all meant nothing if you couldn't hold yourself in a fight. Being pretty served nothing when it meant you would die to a simple curse somewhere down the line.
But Satoru quickly had to eat his words after overhearing that you had been promoted to a Grade 1 sorcerer. How? You seemed so gentle and docile, he had just automatically assumed you were nothing above a grade 3.
He was sure it happened to be a mistake, that maybe another sorcerer was with you in a mission who did something impressive and you somehow got credit for it, or someone bribed the higher ups, or maybe you personally knew a higher up? That seemed more probable. And to investigate, he pulled some strings to have you sent out on a mission with him.
And god- he was getting real tired and of being wrong. You were completely different person when you were fighting. You were borderline chaotic, completely ruthless to curses and had a technique and fighting style he would have never expected from you. Your kind nature dissipated almost instantly, barely giving him time to process what was even happening. Safe to say you exorcised the curse without a problem.
And ever since then, he found himself thinking about you too often, much to his dismay. Replaying the fight over and over again in his mind; how you dominated the humanlike creature with such ease, your body so graceful yet powerful, and how maybe... you were like that in other situations as well. Imagining how you would fight with him for dominance, taking on a different character that only he could see and nobody else - stop stop stop.
He groaned in frustration, getting up from his bed and ignoring the slight tightness in his pants. It was the wrong time to be thinking about these things, he had plans with the group, you included. Wait no- it was the wrong time all the time.
He then gave himself some leeway time to calm himself and his thoughts down. Well knowing he was going to be late to the planned lunch. Whatever, it was expected of him by now.
But what wasn't expected was the scene he happened to walk in to; everything seemed normal for the most part, everything except for the fact Suguru sat next to you, his arm extended across the top of the booth, dangerously close to being wrapped around your shoulders.
Something about it made him upset, staring at the two intensely as he slowly walked over. He quickly attempted to fault it at the fact he was jealous over you stealing Suguru away from him, nothing else.
And to keep normalcy, he loudly gagged and motioned his hands towards his throat,
"Gross, get a room."
Upon hearing his voice, Shoko rolled her eyes while the other two simply ignored him, continuing on their conversation. Or maybe they simply didn't hear him, but he still assumes they're ignoring him.
Satoru did not like being ignored,
"Tough audience.", he muttered as he slid into the booth directly across from you, letting his shoulders fall and setting his head face down on the table.
His behavior made you laugh lightly, finally turning your attention to the dramatic man,
"Traffic?", you questioned, well knowing he could get faster here without a car and more than likely, chose to be late. But you assumed it was nice to ask anyway.
Despite his attempts at sulking, he moved his shades down and lifted his head to meet your eyes upon hearing your voice, deeply breathing in,
"Something like that."
The raven haired man next to you eyed down his friend, knowing something was bothering him. He had a suspicion, but he pushed it aside for now. He'll figure it out sooner or later. But for now, he just simple smiled at his friend, giving a simple wave. He also made sure to keep his arm exactly where it was too, maybe even letting it fall closer.
And for the most part, the lunch went normal. Except for one, minor (okay major) thing;
For some extreme, bizarre reason- Gojo was nearly quiet the entire time. Quiet. Except for a few simple comments he couldn't help but make- of course.
But everyone knew it was extremely out of character for him. He was not one to simply go silent. His favorite topic to talk about was himself, he never missed an opportunity to humorously make fun of someone, or in return compliment himself in some manner. He never ran out of things to say.
So when the others were beginning to finish up, they had yet to mention the obvious elephant in the room. Simply choosing to ignore it- knowing the egotistical man would prefer to not have it mentioned than anyone insinuate that he has a problem or issue.
And everyone went on with their day like normal. Except for Satoru that is.
He sat on a chair in his room, his brows furrowed as he looked through his phone to find your social medias, desperate to find more about you. Something to ruin your personality, to prove that you weren't as a good person as you pulled off to be. Or maybe bad photos that could warp his image he had of you- that you were actually ugly and wearing really good makeup and not pretty after all.
But what he found only aggravated him even more. Your photos you had posted made you look ethereal, whether they were candid and simple or taken with the most highest quality and planned photoshoots. All your posts were absolutely social media worthy, showing the best angles of you. Of course they fucking were.
Your tagged photos also had nothing bad, but rather the opposite. Seeing you in group photos, you stood out drastically. Your smile brighter than anyone else's, your outfits better than any other girls'. But, who were all these people you were with? Were you that popular? He never really saw you with any other friends.
And the older photos dating years back just showed how you only got better looking with age, not that you were ever bad looking in the slightest.
Still desperate, he began to vigorously look through your stories; mainly being met with more photos of yourself, your childhood pets, and random scenery. But he quickly stopped once he was met with a familiar face.
It was Suguru. And by the looks of it, it seems you befriended Shoko first and within a few weeks, Suguru began making an appearance onto your social media as well. Weeks ago. How did he not know about you earlier?
The familiar feeling in his stomach then returned after seeing a photo of only you and Suguru, clearly hanging out without anyone else. It only got worse as he tried to tap away from it but only got more and more pictures of the two of you; out eating, at a concert- fuck, he even recognized Suguru's shoe in the corner of a picture you took of your coffee.
And if Shoko knew you first, why didn't she introduce him as well? Why only his friend? And how did you guys get so close so fast? He's still Suguru's best friend, right?
His deranged, icy eyes began to scan anything else your account would give him;
You had a lot of followers and a lot of likes on your post.
So he went through each and every account that had liked your post, who followed you, or who you followed.
He even deduced it down to who liked your posts the most, who you were actual friends with, people you seemed to have a falling out with and don't follow anymore, and possible romantic interests. Suguru was of course on that list, much to his disliking.
He's sure he was only like this for his best friends sake. He didn't want him to get in a relationship with a girl that didn't deserve him or had something to hide. Right?'
And after an hour of agonizing scrolling and searching, he finally threw his phone across the room in frustration.
He was determined to find something, anything. And once he was determined, it was only a matter of time.
I couldn't resist posting this random thought while on hiatus, but here I go.
Just imagine married man Gojo smashing he baby mother who he cheated with on his wife.
It wasn't a mistake, but at the same time, it wasn't supposed to happen that way. It was only one time, a night drunk off ecstacy and pure lust, you found yourself locked up in the arms of a man you knew you should not be mingling with. That's how you ended up with his 7 month old baby.
He's married man, with a beautiful wife and an eight year old son. He was a loving man respected by his peers, loved by his peers until he announced that he knocked up "a" girl who worked in a diner at the far side of town.
Just as mentioned, it wasn't supposed to happened but it did, and now the baby's here and every so present in the life he has with the wife. People hoped that maybe, just maybe Gojo would've come to his senses and may change for the better.
But a leapord never changes it spots. You can't teach an old dog new tricks because as soon as you gave birth or even before you gave birth to your child, Gojo was living in your home, in womb day and night, feeding you with nothing but your cravings and that includes his cock. Not that you mind, even though his peers and his wife called you a home wrecker.
You never asked for this. As a matter of fact, Gojo chased you for months before he finally got to taste what between your legs, and once you gave it up to him, he just couldn't leave your side.
Besides, how could you possibly turn down the opportunity to be a rich man's sugar baby, married or not? You loved the money, the spoils (and also his dick).
What's a rich married man without a sugar baby hm. You loved it, though you know it's not a good look for you. But who cares? It's your life.
And despite the warnings you receive about mingling in a married man's affair, you're still there ever so present with him baby at your side, his arms around your shoulders and his lips against yours, kissing you as though his wife was watching you from across the room.
Oh yes, he does that. Inviting you out to events, flaunting that new designer dress and shoes, in front of his friends and colleagues, smiling ever so happily while holding your baby, his baby on your hip, just letting them know that you're not going anywhere soon.
Especially now that you're the mother of his second child, maybe even third, considering that he's currently pounding away at your sweet little cunt. Locked up in his bedroom at the west wing of his home, the Gojo estate. You're desperately throwing your hips back at him, tits heavy and filled with milk slapping harshly against your chest with each thrust.
And you're screaming, crying, from pleasure, thanking yourself for leaving your baby to sleep in the east wing with Gojo’s grandma while Gojo fucked the shit of you in the west. So mesmerized by the sight of your leaking nipples, Gojo pulled you up by your arms, his chest glat against your back and his arms draping over your chest to keep you pressed tightly against him as he continued to dig you out the right way.
So lost in pleasure, and calling him daddy desperately begging him to fill you up with his seed. His wife came bursting through the door, eyes bloodshot, hair a tangled mess, and oh that reeking odor. Alcohol? Whatever it is, it stinks? But that didn't stop Gojo from pounding into you. I'd anything he smirked at her, slow his thrust while squeezing you milk filled breast to poke at her. And boy did he poke at her good. She was flaring...
She stood their for a while, watching as Gojo fucked you in a way he had never fucked her. I'm jealous at how well you are taking his cock deep inside your pussy. She watched you both for a while until Gojo spoke, "what wanna fuck her too wife? I know she's hot... hotter and tighter and wetter than you could ever be. Wanna know what a wet pussy is supposed to feel?"