Hesitance One-shot | Gymowner!sukuna X F!reader

Hesitance one-shot | gymowner!sukuna x f!reader

Summary: Your last day at work with Sukuna.

Genre: modern au, 18+, established friendship(?)

Word Count: 1.8k

Fic warnings: ooc, profanity

Notes: i've reread forgotten souls on ao3 more times than i can count, soft sukuna always gets me. i came up with this after listening to waterfall by night tapes, feel free to listen to it while reading <3

Hearing an exaggerated 'ahem' startled you, causing you to drop your phone on the keyboard. You look up to see that it was no one other than your lovely boss, Ryomen Sukuna- who was currently wondering why he hasn't fired you in all the years you've worked for him.

Oh right, it's because everyone would've given him hell for it. Even Uraume.

And how exactly did you manage to get Uraume to like you? He had no clue. And quite frankly, he’ll always be a little offended by it. Being the only one Uraume respected at one point was something he prided himself on, up until you came waltzing into his business.

You were the personality hire at this point and work wouldn't be the same without you. Yet here you were, on your last day of working at Malevolifts. 

You thought the name for the gym was cheesy, but seeing how passionate Ryo was about working out made you change your mind.

"Heeeeeey," you nervously greeted him.

You had one job, and that was to greet the customers. You didn't even hear him come in, let alone see him.

"Whatcha doin' on your phone?"

"Oh you know~ just drafting up an essay," you were reading a fanfic, but he didn't need to know that.

He turned to look at your laptop that was next to you, the one that was closed. "Isn't that what your laptops for?"

"You're aware that docs has an app, right?"

Brat.

He put both hands over the check-in counter and leaned over you with a shit-eating grin on his face, "You are so full of shit." Causing Choso to audibly gasp and cover your precious little ears.

He couldn't help but laugh at your fast thinking. You got him there, but you both knew you weren't using that app. Who the fuck giggles and kicks their feet while writing an essay? He's seen you have multiple meltdowns in the break room over your assignments- ones he had to console you through. You weren't fooling anybody.

And to top it off, the staff was babying you, as usual. He knew you weren’t as innocent as you made yourself to be. He’s looked over your shoulder one too many times in the past, only to find that you were reading the most obscene smut, on the clock.

"Put the fucking phone away and get back to work. It's literally your last day here." He says, pushing himself off the counter and making his way towards his office.

Despite his rough demeanor, he was actually a fun boss. You've worked for him for almost three years now, he didn't truly mean half the shit he said.

He was boisterous- easy to get into random banters with, so sarcastic that the line between a joke and a serious statement was heavily blurred. It never failed to make others laugh when his oh-so mysterious assistant, Uraume, did the bare minimum like bringing him a coffee and he'd respond with something ridiculous like "AS METICULOUS AS ALWAYS ASSISTANT".

It was a local gym anyways, there was no need to be professional. The only reason why he became a gym owner was because he liked working out and hated being told what to do.

–

Once he put all of his stuff down in his office, he made his way to you again. Bothering you was routine for him, the day didn't feel right if he didn't poke fun at you at least once.

"Hey brat! Go cash these checks for me, will you?"

You looked up from your phone that you were supposed to put away a few minutes ago and pouted. "Can't you have Uraume do it? It's gonna take forever walking to the bank."

"Good thing you're taking my car," He responded, tossing his keys to you.

You shot him a death glare, he absolutely knew you were in the middle of reading something. You grabbed the stupid checks out of his hand before stomping out of the gym, making your way towards his matte black dodge charger daytona. You were impressed by it initially, it was fast and loud. He's given you so many rides home at this point though that you gradually got over it. Although it was fun during the rare times he let you drive it.

You two had an interesting relationship. Whenever someone joined the gym or was hired to work there, they'd always assume that you were dating from the way you two bickered like an old married couple. Everyone was shocked at how you'd get away with raising your voice at him or telling him to fuck off while working, but it was just another day for you both.

One time, one of his girlfriends tried to confront you over the way you spoke to him. It got shut down real quick. 

And by shut down, it meant Ryo accusing them of trying to tell him how to run his business and then dumping them. He’d apologize to you soon after.

-

You were literally two streets away from the bank. Yet here you were, pulled over on the side of the road with red and blue lights flashing behind you and waiting for Ryo to pick up the phone.

|"What?"

|"Sukuuuuu~" You sang out one of the many nicknames you’ve given him over the years.

You heard him sigh over the phone, envisioning him pinching his nose bridge. 

|"What did you do?"

|"A cop thinks I stole your car. Please save me." you giggled, nervously. 

He was there in less than ten minutes, making Uraume speed way more than you had. After showing the cop proof that it was his car and you were his employee, he walked up to the driver's seat.

“Other side, brat. You really think I'm letting you drive back after this?” He tried to hold back a smile, of course this would happen on your last day of work. 

-

“I’m so sorry Ryo,” you finally said, breaking the silence between you two on the ride back.

You turned your head to look at him after hearing a little laugh.

"Don't look at me like that, kid." He said, pinching your chin. "You know I don't care." He did care. He was annoyed that his auto insurance would be higher after this month, but was willing to let it go since it was your last day. 

“Wanna grab a drink and some food at Sergio’s?” He asked. 

It took you back, he’d usually get annoyed by something like this. He didn’t like being pulled away from work, let alone take the rest of the day off after you got pulled over in his car. You remembered the checks too, but you were hungry and didn’t want an extra stop to keep you from eating. 

-

Being alone with him never felt awkward until now. The look he had on his face was different. He was usually extremely happy or extremely mad. Seeing him in a state of neutrality brought you a sense of discomfort. 

He noticed the change in your demeanor as well, it encouraged him to lead you by your lower back with his hand towards the bar and your seat. He was never much of a talker when it came to talking about his feelings, so he hoped the small gesture helped your nervousness a little bit. 

He was nervous too. He usually only talked to you about work– Well, teased you about your lack of drive when it came to being a front desk attendant. There’d be no point if he teased you about that now. 

He asked you about your plans after college and the internship you had lined up as you both ate your food. 

An economics major. He had no idea what the fuck that was, but with the amount of time you had your head in books, it somehow made sense.

It was boring, but he still cared. Even though you never put that much effort into your job the past three years, he knew how much of a go-getter you were. It was his fault anyways, anytime he saw you slack off, he’d just make fun of you. 

No repercussions from his end at all, it was no one else’s fault but his. Personality hire, remember? He couldn’t let you go over something so small. 

Everyone loved you. 

He loved you. 

He fully believed that you’d go out there into the world and get what you wanted, that’s just who you were in his eyes.

'Waterfall' by night tapes came on. He knew it was cheesy, but he wanted nothing more than to hold you tonight. He’d never danced with anybody before, and wanted his first to be with you.

So stupid, a 25 year old man, yearning to dance with some girl.

He got up from his seat and reached his hand out to you. "It's my last day with you stink, let me have this."

He led you to the corner of the floor after you took his hand. He avoided going to the middle, wanting it to be an intimate moment.

He had his hands around your waist at first, but it didn't feel right. He wrapped one arm completely around you and cradled the back of your head with the other so he could gently push you further into his chest, resting his chin on top of your head as he slow danced with you.

Three years, how did time go by that fast? There's a part of him that feels like he just met you yesterday. The other feels like he's known you his whole life. He wasn't ready to let go.

He knew this day would come, he just kept avoiding the thought of it. He remembers your 19 year old self, walking into the gym and asking for a job. He was 22 years old at the time, the same age as you were now. He remembered the apprehension he felt when opening the gym that year, wondering if that's how you felt now that you were graduating.. wondering if you felt as alone as he did. 

God, he was so lonely.

He remembered the years with you. 

Your laugh when he cracked his stupid jokes. 

Your anger when he made all his ridiculous requests. 

The sweet moments you two shared together as you ate dinner in his office after closing the gym. 

He remembered the way you wiped food off the corner of his mouth that one time. He was starving, the cheesesteak sandwich he scarfed down that night was the first thing he’d eaten all day. He thought of how natural it was for you to swipe the grease off his lips that night. 

He remembered that one time during the holidays, when he refused to let you take the bus home at 9pm after making you stay at the gym with him. He practically forced you to get into his car so he could take you home- taking a detour of course, so you two could look at christmas lights together. 

He thought of all the moments he could’ve kissed you, he's missed so many chances of finally telling you how he felt about you. 

Tears flowed down his cheeks, remembering that you wouldn’t be at the gym, bright and early tomorrow morning. He wasn’t ready for this.

additional notes: he loves her. i chose the name ‘hesitance’ because it’s all he feels around her. he fell in love with her months into first meeting her, but has been afraid of expressing his emotions ever since.

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When They Go To The Gym

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✰ ft. choso, kento, satoru, suguru, hiromi, toge, megumi, yuji, yuta

note: you ask them for gym pics! a ton of anon requests for this!

warnings: cursing, sexual comments, suggestive, f!reader

I BLOCK MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS || MDNI

im convinced i could change sukuna for the better with this bomb ass pussy of mine

okay, i have so many asks pending, so here’s what im gonna do 😭

this is the order in which i’m gonna post:

1.) pregnant reader sending maternity photoshoot pictures to jjk men.

2.) chubby reader being insecure about going to a party and jjk men making them feel good about themselves.

3.) reader sending “i miss you” and “can i come over and clean your house while you sit and look at me longingly” to the jjk men.

4.) reader and satosugu (poly) go to the supermarket with the four kids and them getting lost. chaos ensues.

5.) virgin inexperienced reader being nervous about their first time.

6.) reader hardlaunching the jjk men with the lines “heartbreak is one thing, my ego’s another, i beg you, don’t embarrass me, motherfucker.”

all of these are from anons btw! so if yall want to request anything, my asks are open!!

OH NO, HE'S A DILF! — JJK MEN

SYNOPSIS...who doesn’t love the concept of the jjk men as hot dilfs? so I’ve written some smutty drabbles about them

INFO...jjk men (toji, nanami, gojo, geto) x fem!reader (reader is in their 20’s and the jjk men are in their early to mid 30s), p in v, praise, pet names, oral (f & m receiving), fingering, jerking off, nipple sucking, choking, dirty talk, hair pulling, cow girl, doggy, not proofread

OTHER...likes and reblogs are appreciated

NANAMI

Nanami was a regular at the small diner that you worked at, coming in with his kid who was too adorable with his spiky pink hair and chubby cheeks. Nanami was always so sweet to you, apologizing for his kid’s outburst and constant requests for more apple juice. It made you laugh but it was no problem. He always left a good tip as well and when I mean a good tip I mean he tipped you more than the bill was itself. You didn’t take it as much but the the little nicknames started, him calling you ‘sweetheart’ from time to time. He was a handsome man, and from the looks of it he wasn’t married or had a girlfriend, so you were in the clear.

One day, it took in the bravery in you to write down your phone number on his receipt, quickly walking away embarrassed that you even did that. And when you came back, he didn’t say a word to you, but he still did leave you a huge tip…surprisingly. After your shift, you received a text from him, your heart beating in your chest as you read ‘you’re adorable sweetheart, maybe you should stop by later tonight’

“F-fuck!” You moan, eyes rolling into the back of your head as he continues to slam into your g-spot. You’re clinging on to him tightly, nails digging into his skin and scratching down his back, sure to leave marks.

“So fuckin’ tight,” he grunts, him slamming into yours as a rough pace. The little mewls and whimpers leaving your lips drive Nanami crazy as he thrives to bring you to another orgasm. “Feel so good squeezing around me.” Before you know it, your entire body is quivering beneath him as your orgasm rakes through you, broken moans filling his bedroom.

“Yes! Yes!” Your fingers entangle in his blond hair as he fucks you through your orgasm. “Please, please keep going,” you beg. Nanami makes eye contact with you, your eyes glossed over, fucked out as you were practically drunk from his cock.

“Tell me, was this what you wanted? Huh? To be fucked like a slut.” He doesn’t even allow you to answer before placing his lips on yours, tongues messily moving against each other as you moan into the kiss. Nanami would have no problem going all night with a cute and desperate girl like you.

GOJO

You were Nobara’s preschool teacher when you first landed eyes on her father, Gojo Satoru. He was a very handsome man, his most prominent features were his stunning blue eyes and fluffy white hair that reminded you of clouds. He had a charming smile, always seeming to flash you one when he’d pick his daughter up from school. The other teachers would gossip like school girls over him, even going as far as wondering if Nobara’s mother was in the picture. Little did they know that Gojo was her guardian and not actually her father, but they didn’t care, they just fawned over him.

It was parent teacher conferences and of course you wanted to discuss how well Nobara was doing in class, exceeding your expectations and quickly adapting to the lessons. She was a smart kid. Gojo walked in hand and hand with her, a smile on the little girls face as she waved hi to you. Obviously, you greeted Gojo as well. The entire discussion was positive, leaving really nothing to worry about or discuss. Though, each time his eyes laid eyes on you it felt like your heart had stopped. You really couldn’t get over how attractive he was.

“Nobara, go with Ijichi to the car, I’ll be there shortly,” he kissed the top of the little girls head as she took Ijichi’s hand. Gojo turned back towards you, a small smile on his face. “I got to thank you for being such a great, great teacher to Nobara, she talks about you all the time at home.”

“Oh, well, thank you so much. I’m glad! She’s a delight to have in class.” You let out a small laugh.

“I know this may seem weird, but would you like to join us for dinner? We’re having her favorite tonight and I’m sure she’d be delighted to see you there.” Gojo leaned on the desk, his voice was smooth as he spoke. His eyes landed on yours, your heart beating rapidly in your chest.

“I’d love to.” You nodded.

“I’ve been dying to know how this cunt taste.” Gojo slurped up your juices, holding your legs open as he devoured your cunt, tongue lapping at your swollen clit. It’s been an hour since dinner ended and Nobara was fast asleep. You were on your way out when Gojo asked you to stay, now here you were with his head in between your legs.

You covered your mouth with your hand, muffling your moans as he sucked on your clit. Your eyes fluttered shut at the feeling of his tongue prodding at your entrance, teasing you. “I’ve seen the way you look at me, you’ve been thinking about this too.” He looks up at you, two of his slender fingers making their way into your sopping cunt. “Such a pretty pussy.” He kisses your clit.

“S-shit.” Your brows furrowed at the sensation, your hand grabbing the back of his head as you forced his mouth on your pussy, his fingers pumping in and out. The tip of his tongue flicked up and down through your fold and on your clit, the pleasure clouding your brain. Gojo loves the way you’re gushing around his fingers, soaking the bed below. He could tell you’re already close, your pussy clenching around him. He lets out a low chuckle when you start squirting, a delicious sight to see before he licks up your juices.

GETO

You met Geto at a club, his dark demeanor and mysterious manner were what attracted you first, not to mention he looked like he was sculpted by the gods themselves. His long flowing hair, toned body, and deep voice was enough to get you going. Imagine your surprise when you found out he had twin girls. You were shocked, but now that you knew you were dealing with a dilf, it made it all the better. He’s experienced, older, charming, what more could you ask for? You didn’t think after a few weeks of talking he’d be quick to invite you over, claiming that the girls were headed over their uncles house for the weekend.

So that left you and geto to condone in whatever activities he had set out for you, which involved you in your knees giving him the sloppiest head of his life. “Goddamn, baby—shit,” he moaned, tossing his head back. Your tongue swirled around his sensitive tip, suckling on it as you smiled up at him before taking him down your throat again. His hand rested on the back of your head, his abs tensing up whenever he hit the back of your throat. “Fuck me!” He groaned. Your hand massaged his balls, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he bit down on his bottom lip. Geto hasn’t had sex with someone in so long, it’s like he’s virgin all over again. His breath hitches before he pulls you off. “You’re gonna make me cum already,” he chuckles.

You laugh with him, crawling onto his lap and sloppily kissing him, entangling your fingers into his dark hair. “Put it inside.” It sounded like you were demanding but you were more like begging. You wanted to feel him stretch you out so badly. Geto lifted your hips as he aligned himself with your entrance, his bulbous tip already warning you of how thick he was. You wrapped your arms around him as you sank down onto his cock, whimpers escaping your lips as he bottomed out inside of you. “You’re so big,” you gasped, still adjusting to his size.

“I know, but you can take it like a good girl, can’t you, baby?” He landed a harsh slap on your ass, squeezing at the plump flesh as he guided your hips up and down. “That’s it, fuck yourself on my cock.”

TOJI

Toji was a quiet and intimidating man when you met for the babysitting job. You were a college student low on money and you saw that this random man needed a babysitter for his son while he was away doing work. What could go wrong? To your surprise, nothing went wrong. Yeah, sure he was scary and always looked like he wanted to kill you but he acted the complete opposite. He gave you a warm welcome, treated you kindly and even bought snacks for you and megumi when it was your time to babysit, not to mention the pay wasn’t bad either. Megumi was a sweet boy, but very serious and nonchalant at times…maybe because he takes after his father. Either way, you’re glad he wasn’t a brat like other kids you’ve met.

As time went on, Toji seemed to be getting more comfortable with you, hanging around you more while you were taking care of megumi, watching the interactions between you two. You noticed the sparing glances he’d give you, catching him eyeing you up and down before walking out of the room. You’d be lying to yourself if you said Toji wasn’t attractive, it’s just he isn’t very social and seems isolated. Yet, you’d catch him touching your waist when he’d walk by you, casually saying, “excuse me.” He wasn’t slick.

After you put Megumi down for bed, Toji called you into his office to discuss some things and you were sure you were getting fired, but no, it was nothing like that all because here Toji was with his tongue swirling around your perky nipple, fingers rubbing your clit as you jerked him off. “Come here.” He snatched your arm, pushing you against the wall as he yanked your pants down, his rough hands massaging your ass. “So fucking perfect.” He presses up against you, his hard cock right against your ass as his snakes around your throat. “Say you want me to fuck you,” he whispers. He tilts your head up so you’re looking at him, your glossy eyes only making his dick throb harder. “Come on, doll. Say it.”

“Fuck me, please,” you said barely above a whisper. That’s all Toji needed to hear, sinking his dick into your wet cunt. You let out a gasp at the feeling, but pushed back against him out of desperation. “Toji,” you moaned, moving your hips against his. His hand squeezed your neck tighter as he began fucking you back, hips slamming against yours. Your fingers clawed at the wall in front of you, his dick reaching your sweet spot, repeatedly slamming into it.

“Feel so fucking good, doll. Pussy is so wet for me and only me,” he growled in your ear. “I used to stay up all night thinking about you, imagining how you look with my cock in you. And let me just say, you so pretty,” he let out a devilish chuckle. His words went straight to your pussy, clenching around him as he fucked you stupid. “Might have to keep you around. You want that, huh?”

“Yes!” You nod, practically choking on your moans. Your eyes squeeze shut, feeling the pressure into your stomach building as your body began to heat up. Toji unexpectedly carried you to the couch in his office, arching your back and grabbing a fistful of you hair as he roughly fucked you. “Mmm, shit, shit—Toji!” You squealed.

“Taking me so well, doll. Go ahead, cum on my dick.” He looked down at where you two met, a white ring forming at the base of his cock, slowing dripping to his balls. Let’s just say…getting fucked by a dilf was more than you imagined it to be.

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