I Loved That Gotoh Piece! Can You Please Write A Part 2?

I loved that gotoh piece! Can you please write a part 2? ❤️

i was planning on doing it anyway. glad you loved it!!!

🔍︎ | ceo!geto suguru & fem!reader

⟳ | rough sex, desk fucking, praise, (risk of getting caught?), pussy eating, overall smut.

π | was just thinking about this so i decided to put it into words. i hope you all enjoy!!!

ceo!geto who has you bent over his office desk absolutely ravaging your cunt to the point where it's beyond repair. he’s going at it at maximum speed, causing multiple items to fall off during the moment. 

ceo!geto who gives you little praises here and there during the moment and tells you why he’s so angry. he asks questions here and there also to make sure you’re listening. every time you don't answer, you get another orgasm denied. this went on for a very long time.

ceo!geto who tells you to be quiet so the other employees don’t hear how good you feel, but also tells you to be loud so they know who you belong to.

ceo!geto who has you in multiple positions around the room, scurrying to another side of the wall or just throwing you (softly?) on the ground to continue his assault on your poor pussy. 

ceo!geto who ties his tie around your wrists so you can’t attempt to push him off or do anything to stop his mininstatrations.

ceo!geto who eats you out on his desk, you getting a bit of cum on his desk and work papers. don’t worry, he’s a ceo after all, he can print new ones. overall, he still blames you for the mess of his ruined papers later.

ceo!geto who fucks you like crazy on his desk making your eyes roll to the back of your head. your fingernails digging deep down into his skin to hang on for dear life. 

ceo!geto who finally cums after multiple hours giving you both release and a moment of brief rest.

ceo!geto who plants little kisses on your forehead and cheeks and praises you for how good you were during the intense moment. whom you return the favor.

ceo!geto who looks around the room to see all the destruction you (both) have made. all the paintings he has to hang back up, all the ink in the printer he has to waste, all the dents in the desk he has to call a repairman to come and fix. 

ceo!geto who catches you trying to fall asleep on the desk and sets you down gently on the nice, cozy couch that’s on the left side of his room.

ceo!geto who tells you, “sweet dreams, sunshine.” before beginning to clean up the huge mess in his office.

🔍︎ — satoru gojo, suguru geto, kento nanami, toji fushiguro ✰ fem!reader (all separately).

♯ — what you get them for christmas.

∎ — 0.3k ✰ fluff

ⅲ — BOOM BOOM GLACK. HAPPY CHRISTMAS (EVE) EVERYONE!

✰ satoru gojo: chocolate. gojo is really big on sweets. you see him gnawing on a lollipop or a chocolate bar here and there—and you see him pout when his candy supply runs low. so, you decided, this christmas you were going to give him a heart shaped like a chocolate. sure, it would be gone in a matter of minutes (probably seconds), but seeing his eyes light up when you handed him the gift was so worth it. 

✰ suguru geto: 64-pack of hair ties. geto loses his hair ties frequently, begging you to let him use yours on days end. that’s why this christmas, you decided to give him at least a month's worth of hair ties. even though he enjoys using your personal ones, he is very thankful that you gave him a limited supply of hair ties. he would give you a small smile as he accepts the offering.

✰ kento nanami: books. you know kento is a big reader. in his free time, you often see him lounging on the couch reading a book that he deeply enjoys. his coffee in his right hand and his book in his left. kento has been looking a little dull lately ever since he finished all his books. so this year, you decided to give him enough books to last him until he goes into his dull state again. he gives you a soft smile and embraces you into a hug.

✰ toji fushiguro: a 12-pack case of beer.

i know it sounds really off for a christmas present, but i feel like he would be really happy with it. he would just scan the package and wonder what's inside of it. once he opens it, it finally reveals the prize. he would kiss you on your forehead and say, “you know me so well.” 

2022 © originally posted by @kentofication. please do not copy, translate, repost, or plagiarize. (reblogs are appreciated!)

nanami kento who wakes up bright and early just to make you breakfast. he noticed how tired you were last night from coming home from a sixteen-hour shift and decided you needed a break from everyday activities.

nanami kento who is an expert at cooking breakfast and knows exactly what you want in the morning. exactly three pancakes with a side of bacon and eggs. even though you rarely eat it all, he knows that it's your favorite meal of the day.

nanami kento who puts on his favorite apron in order to cook your delicious meal that you beg for every single day. he doesn't care if he gets it dirty or anything, he just knows he put a lot of work and effort into making you happy.

nanami kento who is a professional pancake flipper and flips pancakes every time he makes breakfast. he remembers when you clapped every time he didn't drop the pancake on the floor, wiping an upcoming drop of sweat off of his forehead.

nanami kento who cooks bacon just right. not too crispy, but no too raw. he knows exactly how you like your bacon cooked and never fails to cook it wrong. except for that one time that he accidentally left the bacon on for too long and the whole kitchen was on fire and you had to call the fire department.

nanami kento who makes your eggs big and fluffy so you could enjoy your favorite part of the meal. he also puts a little bit of salt and pepper on it to boost the flavor that makes your mouth water.

nanami kento who puts all of his famous cooking on a plate and brings it up to your shared bedroom. as he opens the door, he sees your sleeping figure start to rise — probably because you smelled the scent of food.

nanami kento who sits down on the bed with you as he gives you your wonderful breakfast in order for it to be half devoured later.

nanami kento who has a little smile on his face for how your eyes light up from just seeing his cooking in general.

nanami kento who tells you to eat it all because that breakfast was made with love.

🔍︎ | gotoh & fem!reader

⟳ | rough sex, pounding?, pet names, coin play?, penetrative sex, consensual sex, unprotective sex, gotoh being a little nervous.

🖊 | 0.9k (edited, lowercase intended).

π | someone requested a part two so here you go! also, thank you all for 100 followers!!!! i really appreciate all the support!!! (100 post coming soon).

he flipped the gold item back and forth between his fingers, reverting the symbols between ‘heads’ and ‘tails’ until his movements stopped.

he focused his gaze upon you as he mesmerized your features once again. it was almost like he was taking a picture with his mind, taking it over and over again.

he took a large gulp—that wasn’t audible—as he came closer to your sitting figure. gotoh tightly held the golden item closely to his hand and directed it to his heart.

you placed your warm hand on his cold cheek, slightly touching his sideburns whilst rubbing his cheek to comfort him.

“gotoh . . .” you mumbled under your breath, enough for him to hear you. his eyes shot up from the angle they were in, focusing his eyes onto you as he snapped out of his daydream.

“need you . . .” you mumbled again, this time traveling your hand all the way to his exposed dick. gotoh let out a breathy groan as he grabbed onto your hand, signaling a halt to your movements.

“baby, is everything alright?” you questioned worriedly, looking at his pale skin tone and how red it's gotten over the past few hours.

“mmh.” he groaned. “my treat tonight, love.” gotoh hungrily jumped on top of you and lathered you in kisses personally from him and him himself.

god how he loves marking you. he wants everyone—even the zoldyck family—to know that you belong to him. only him. no one else but him.

gotoh was marking you almost everywhere to the point where your body was polluted by his love bites.

“mmh.” gotoh said, sitting on his knees looking at the wonderful piece of art he had just created. “wonderful.” he groaned, tightening his palm yet again.

you were worried about him. gotoh is not usually the one that gets to experience sexual romance here and there. of course you give him daily kisses and give him love and affection, but he’s too busy protecting the zoldyck’s to the point where he doesn’t get a break.

but thank god they let him off for one day. just one day. that’s all he needed.

“gotoh, honey. are you okay?” you asked yet again, placing your hand on top of his clenched one. he nodded, “i’m fine.” he tightened his hand again to the point where crescent marks were being left in the middle of his palm.

“i just . . . want to try something new, if that’s okay.”

your expression widened.

gotoh was always such a vanilla, loving man. sometimes he could be rough, but he would stick to the casual rough. nothing more nothing less. he would always make sure you were okay.

of course, you didn’t know he wanted to spice your sexual life up a little more. you never knew that. gotoh always stuck to the script. but it seems like a new part of him was going to come out to you. some side of your wonderful husband you haven’t seen before.

he opened his palm slowly, revealing the golden object that you had yet to see.

your eyes widened.

“is this one of your coins?” you asked, holding it between your pointer finger and your thumb.

gotoh nodded, adjusting his glasses that were somewhat still on his face.

(he remembered and put them down before they got lost or broken).

“yes, that is correct. one of my personal coins.” gotoh said, taking it away from you with such care. “i would like to try a little challenge with you.” he said in a worrying tone.

you raised your eyebrow and started to massage his hand, “what kind of challenge?”

curiosity got the best of you.

you should’ve never asked that question.

you should’ve kept your mouth shut.

sooner than you know it, gotoh had you pinned underneath him, pounding his cock into you at max speed. he was reaching lengths you didn’t even know existed. lengths that you didn’t know existed in the human body.

you were probably on your tenth or eleventh orgasm by now, you lost track. matter fact, you weren’t even keeping track. you were too busy turning off other sounds that could distract you from gotoh’s heavy breathing or the rare sweat that dripped off of his forehead onto your sweaty skin.

you were too focused on the muffled sounds of ‘pap pap pap’ coming from the two of you. you were too busy looking at the way you and gotoh's body connected. analyzing his cock feature by feature—even though you see it on the daily.

you just couldn’t keep your hands to yourself. at this point, you didn’t even know where you were.

in an instant, gotoh let out a large groan as he locked his hands on top of your head, burying his cock into you full thrust. spurts of white, hot cum was entering your womb.

you could feel it, every single drop of it.

“oh god, baby. just so damn perfect. aren’t you? yeah?” he praised, giving your forehead a little kiss.

gotoh opened his palm and started to put the coin in between his thumb and his finger. you heard a little flicking noise that suddenly came to an end for a little while.

“heads or tails baby?” gotoh asked, holding the coin in his palm, waiting for an answer.

you were too fucked out to speak, let alone talk.

you held out a finger, signaling that you chose heads.

“let’s see.” gotoh opened his palm to reveal that the coin was tails.

you threw your head back as your husband tucked the coin back into his hand.

“better get ready, baby.” he warned.

“this is gonna be a long night.”

the hallway was slightly dimmed by the low fluorescent light that decorated the room. a black telephone sat on the right side of the hallway, the wire swaying side and side for it was previously used. 

a six-foot-tall figure stood by the telephone table, his knees slightly bending as he gripped onto the table for some leverage. the dim lighting only added some mood to the moment that he himself was the victim of.

the man started to slowly buck his hips repeatedly begging for release as he whimpered desperately. “not here, honey. anywhere but here.” he pleaded as your head bobbed up and down his length.

your hand massaged the rest of his pale cock—giving the vein that ran on the underside of his cock some extra attention—that your throat couldn’t reach. no matter how hard you tried you couldn’t get your throat to open for those extra inches you desired.

“ri-right ‘ere, gotoh.” you managed to mumble out with his dick still in your mouth. “now.” you demanded, proceeding to suck on the erect, throbbing dick faster.

gotoh was caught off guard and started to entangle his fingers within your hair. his dick immediately hit the back of your throat as you let out a high squeal that sent shivers down his spine. “so, so good for me. aren’t you?” he praised as he continued to force his dick down your throat.

you could feel his cock getting larger and his thrusts getting needier and needier by the moment. “‘m almost there darling. stay with me, alright?” he said as his voice started to get more raspier and paced.

your jaw started to hurt once he started to get closer and closer to his orgasm, but you decided to ignore the pain because you're his good little girl. tiny hands began to hold onto his muscular thighs for some leverage and stability.

your gags could be heard from a million miles away, hoping that none of the zoldyck family members would come in at this moment. “cumming baby, ‘m cumming.” gotoh warned before a few more doing a few more thrusts and releasing into your mouth.

you choked and gagged on his length as he pulled out and took a few breaths. during those few breaths that he took, you swallowed his cum and looked at him with those pretty little eyes of yours. “so pretty baby. so fuckin’ pretty.” he praised as he kissed your forehead and lifted you up carrying you bridal style to his private bedroom that butler’s at the zoldyck mansion had just for themselves.

“be prepared for round two.” he said as he laid you on the bed gently grabbing a gold object in the shape of a circle.