Toji Would Never Attempt To Replace His First Love, The One And Only Woman Who Gave Birth To His Blessing,

toji would never attempt to replace his first love, the one and only woman who gave birth to his blessing, Megumi. but there were people like you who gradually healed the void she left.

when he first met you, leisurely shopping at the grocery store, he ignored your advances. muttering that a young and beautiful woman like yourself could easily find someone else.

yet he agreed to exchange numbers, his ringer always set on the highest volume awaiting your text as he fed ‘gumi.

weeks after meeting you, his phone pinged, he grinned seeing your excitement for your upcoming date.

you smiled upon seeing ‘gumi & toji on a blanket with a basket of food beside them.

“toji~ he’s so cuteeee,” you cooed, pinching his son's cheeks. unaware that toji pulled out a single daffodil from behind his back.

clearing his throat of nerves, “yn, you know my heart, and I want to give you this plant to let you know i have high hopes for our future.”

you giggle at his usage of plant, but warmly cupped his face, “me too”, slowly pressing your lips against his.

at this moment his heart felt full

a/n: sorry for the inactivity, school & work has been kicking my ass lollll. but toji fluff 💞 … also if y’all like this enough this could be a series??

antidote

a/n1 : helllo, I missed y’all on here lol,, I hope you like this & my inner Choso lover came out lolll

warnings smut(mdni), cuckhold (?), cheating, fingering, oral (m & f), double penetration, slight voyeurism, I think that’s it, 1.5K words

omg I can’t stop thinking about doctor!choso who specializes in making people cum & boyfriend!gojo making the appointment

It honestly started when satoru thought he broke your pussy… he’d edged you to the brink of exploding and when he finally craved guiding you to a sweet release— you couldn’t

he tried everything, toys, his fingers, his tongue, porn, but no matter what he did it never sufficed & you were pissed.

for some reason, you couldn’t push yourself to the edge either, which made your skills on the job suffer.

so much so that your boss had called you into their office to give you a couple of days off for a “cool down period”, with pay of course

which brings you to the website you’re staring at now, ‘ Kamo’s Magic House of Fingers ‘. the name sucked but the reviews were top notch

tojis-digbick : as a guy, dr. kamo made me cum buckets, hell I go at least twice a week ;)

utihim3 : people have said I was pent up, had my panties in a twist, and more degrading rude things, but dr. kamo untwisted my knickers! thank you, doctor!

naoya_z : even tho it’s not a lowly woman’s fist fucking my pristine cock, the doctor knows how to satisfy my needs. or whatever

your mouth salivates thinking about the relief this dr. kamo could bring you, persuading satoru to book your appointment by telling him he’d stay in the room.

now you sit here, or lay, on a soft mattress on a table. the room looked like any other clinic but seemed spacious.

there was a knock on the door, and I came what you assumed was dr. kamo. gojo stood to shake the man’s hand as you clenched your thighs together— the doctor was attractive.

wearing a tight black shirt that showed off all his assets, black slacks, and shoes with a white lab coat to it off. after shaking your boyfriend's hand he eyes your chart.

“good afternoon, Ms. y/n, I am Dr. Kamo, but you can call me Choso,” he starts smoothly, his deep voice rattling to your core.

“first off, I’m glad that you finished your paperwork online, most people forget,” he chuckled, “secondly, i see you are having a problem with intimacy in the bedroom?” he questioned, eyeing your wristband, double-checking to make sure he had the right patient.

you nodded your head in agreement, mind coming to terms with that in a few minutes, Choso would be in between your thighs. you could cum just at the thought.

choso smiles, making the black mark on his nose move, “well I hope I can help,” he starts, placing the clipboard down, and dimming the lights. “however on our privacy policy, we state that there cannot be any guests in the room with patients.”

your heart sinks, finally remembering satoru sitting by your head, “I’m very quiet, I swear I’m here for moral support!” He pleads, grasping your hand.

Choso hums, as if he’s thinking about bending his rules. “well I suppose he could stay, since it’s his mess that you’re here today, maybe he could learn something today,” he teased, keeping his heated gaze on you.

satoru scoffs, fixing his mouth for a response when he’s shushed by the doctor, “ah ah, remember quiet.”

your legs are propped up by the doctor as he slowly rolls your dress upwards past your hips. his eyes glancing at your features to make sure you’re still ok.

this makes your throb, panties dampening with every slight caress of his fingers on your skin.

“curtains open or closed, Ms. y/n?”

OPEN! you wanted to scream but the soft huff from satoru told you otherwise, you don’t think his ego could take another hit.

“closed please.”

another smile, then he disappears. you hear gloves being put on from the other side as you wait patiently for your session to start.

you’ve been panting and trying your hardest not to close your shaky thighs. your core clenching around nothing, feeling your wetness drip through your underwear.

Choso lazily rubs your clit, sometimes missing just to hear you whine, enjoying his job for the first time.

you were gorgeous, from top to bottom, and at this moment you were his.

he stops abruptly, pulling your soaked panties off your core, mouth wet as he sees the slick sticking to it.

on his side table, he looks at his various options of toys, wondering how much you could take, setting on a standard dildo.

he teases your folds, watching the fake dick collect your cream. “you sound so lovely,” Choso groans, slipping the tip in your hole.

you gasp clutching your breasts, face warm from his words. satoru rolls his eyes but palms his growing bulge. tempted to plunge his cock into your mouth.

doctor!Choso expertly moves the false dick, making sure to nudge your g-spot every so often. squelching sounds in the room as you moan, hips matching the pace of the doctor.

whatever it was doing felt so good, better than your fingers, way better than what gojo had tried. you moan louder, rolling against the toy that’s filling you to the brim.

“so good choso, keep going im almost there!” you squeaked, feeling something wet against your clit, almost like a mouth.

satoru stands up, swiftly pulling his pants and underwear down, cock hitting your chin. you moan louder seeing the deranged look on your boyfriend's face. he’s pissed.

opening your mouth, you relax your throat taking the harsh thrusts from both ends to take you. satoru gasps, feeling the tight pressure of your mouth soak his cock.

you whimper, feeling gojos palms around your tits, squeezing and tweaking your nipples, slowing his pace to cum down in your mouth. you gagged, struggling to take all his cum as he slips out your mouth.

after catching his breath he quietly slips out the door feeling triumphant, the thought that only he could cum in you.

“oh, so that’s the problem,” you hear, yes connecting with Choso’s, “he nuts too fast, no wonder he can’t satisfy you.”

you gasp, the curtain slightly open revealing the light pink that dusts the doctor's cheeks.

“is my assessment correct?” he chiles, still trusting the toy in your core, “hm? I need an answer.”

you moan a ‘yes’, leaning up to open the curtain more, “he hasn’t made me cum in months, please help me Choso.”

feeling bold, you take the toy out of your pussy, scooting to the edge of the table-bed, spreading your cunt with your fingers, “I’m begging.”

the doctor watches as your hole clenches still oozing onto the mattress under you. his cock twitches, ready to break another rule of his policy.

his laces his fingers with yours, flickering his eyes on your face as his head dips to lick your core. tongue collecting your slick as he circles your pearl.

you shudder, pushing your hips to his face, pleading for more.

he’d make you cum, a few times. with his tongue, his fingers, a few of his toys, and finally his cock that you were sitting on.

his job completed, yet he still can’t get enough of you, nor could you. after you came in his face he was stunned when it came with rain, soaking his coat and shirt. your hands pressed his face deeper into your core asking for more and more and more.

so insatiable, when you clenched around his fingers, unappeased when you felt the vibration bring a nudge against your g-spot, greedy when you pleaded for his cock.

he’s lucky that the door locks after someone leaves, fortunate that only he has the keys to the room, blessed that it’s soundproof, muffling your moans when you bounce on his lap, pussy sucking him in deeper, skin slapping when you come down.

he can’t remember when he took his coat and shirt off when his pants zipped down only revealing his aching member how your dress bunched around your waist, when your breasts bounced and covered with marks, but he thoroughly enjoyed this.

“one more Cho i swear,” you whined, grinning your hips against his, feeling every vein of his cock inside you, nudging your cervix.

he groans, circling his hips upwards, ready to cum inside you for the billionth time. “yea?” he’s breathless, slowly fucking you as you both arrive at the peak.

you moan once more latching your mouth on his, squirting on his lap, feeling his hot seed fill your hole.

Your heavy breathing subsides, feeling his cock soften, “fuck, that’s was amazing.” he groans lifting you and placing you on the bed.

gathering some warm wet wipes, he cleaned himself as well as you. opening a makeshift closet and finding another shirt and coat. he hands you your dress and smiles. “do you feel satisfied?

“I do, I was wondering if I could come back? just in case the treatment wears off,” you mumble, cringing at your poor excuse to see him again.

He chuckled, fishing a business card from his pocket. “here’s my personal card, call me when you need treatment.” winking walking about the room with his panties in your back pocket.

a/n2 : this was supposed to be short, damn.. oh well

@hoodjam-recs for more jjk content!!

slight JJK spoilers !! :

ok now that we know gojo is built like this, I need the most nastiest, raunchiest, dirtiest fics NEOWWW!!!!

I know it’s for giggles to say toji is “broke & homeless” but realistically I think he’d be rich 😭 all those bounties he collects, he’d definitely has some coins 😩

: double the fun

having two boyfriends was such a hassle, in a good way.

this was your only thought as geto mashed your mouth against yours, one hand cradling your neck while his other slipped under your shirt, fingers gliding across your belly.

gojo, moaned as he dragged your panties off your plump thighs, biting and kissing his way up to your core.

this all started when satoru begged and pleaded for a three-way kissing contest, practically on his knees until suguru roughly pulled him upwards to begin the “contest”

you moaned in getos mouth as gojo sucked your soaked folds into his mouth, grunting when he finally tasted you. “fuck baby, I could cum right now.”

sugurus hand cupped your breast, squeezing and flicking your nipple, making you grind your hips on satorus tongue, fucking you with it.

kissing on your neck geto groans, “that’s it, cum in his mouth, you can do it.”

having two boyfriends was so draining, but so very rewarding.

a/n : IM BACK, I miss yall so enjoy this quick drabble…

teach me

a/n: *sigh* I love armin, he has a soft spot in my heart

tutor!armin is a sucker for late-night studies, preferring to get his studying and homework done first before helping out fellow peers.

you were recommended by your teacher that tutor!armin was the best of the best, and guaranteed a passing grade.

armin couldn’t focus, eyes drinking in how your tight tank top stretched against your hard nipples.

were you cold? is the room cold? he couldn’t tell, he felt as if the room was melting him.

you tilt your head prettily, asking him to check your work. snapping his gaze off your chest tutor!armin looks over your work, distracting him just enough that his bulge deflates.

without a hitch your tutor session goes amazing, full of excitement by the knowledge you acquired, you wrap your arms around his neck pecking his cheek.

“thank you so much armin! I’ll see you next time.”

feeling overwhelmed tutor!armin mumbles a welcome and scrambles into his car, peeling off into an alleyway.

he feels so dirty when he pulls out his aching cock, pumping slowly. all he could think about was how your mouth would feel around his length instead of his cheek, or how your chest felt so plush against his.

with a gasp he cums all over his shirt, feeling unsatisfied and awkward. only to be startled by a knock on his somewhat fogged windows. his eyes widen when they make contact with yours.

“armin?”