Haiiii- Um If Your Requests Are Open Can You Do Gojo Getting Absolutely Demolished By Domtop M Reader....

haiiii- um if your requests are open can you do gojo getting absolutely demolished by domtop m reader.... pls pls lots of praise and maybe a pink collar if you're ok with that? If not just ordering him around and degrading/humiliating gojo is fine (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡ I am not too picky

Also, if you have an anon list, can I be 🕳️anon? If it's taken, I would like to be 🍀 or 🫚anon then!

Take your time and remember to take breaks (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ !!

Haiiii- Um If Your Requests Are Open Can You Do Gojo Getting Absolutely Demolished By Domtop M Reader....

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note: I didn’t know if u wanted afab gojo, so I didn’t add afab lang in this lil’ drabble. I also cringed a lil making this fic so appreciate it 😕 I think I lost track but…. I may have been high making this so there’s many details I forgot… 🤭

warnings:: no beta read, we die like men. sexual content, praise, (undercover edging) collars, leashing, orgasm denial, humiliation, overstim, gojo’s infinity doesn’t work, you can’t find logic here sorry.. suffocation (???) no prep :(

synopsis:: the strongest gets a nice little reward for being a good boy.

“name…hngh, mph.. please..?” gojo pleads as you stroke his dick slowly, your rough palms sliding against the vein of his dick so nicely. it’s only been around 5 minutes, but it feels like it’s been hours. “just wait f’me, m’kay? if you hold it, I’ll give you a reward.” he nods his head, on the verge of tears from the pain coming from his red, angry cock. “doin’ so good for me… like the good boy you are.” you pick up the pace, stroking his cock faster, little by little. “please.. please, please..” you cover his slit, preventing any cum leaking out.

You smear his pre all over his tip before covering his slit again. “not yet.” you mumble, staring at his little cock in amusement as you notice his cock the same shade as his face, his cock twitching in your hand as you slow down, seeing how gojo’s cock twitches and turns from different paces, like you’re experimenting on him. gojo whines from frustration, moving to put his hand on his cock. you slap it away, looking at him with a dissatisfied expression.

you stop stroking him, letting go of his cock as he whines from the loss of buildup. “you want to cum? hm, gojo?” you ask him in a mocking tone, but gojo doesn’t even notice from the desperation to cum, I mean… hey, you can’t really blame him. he wanted to cum so bad, he couldn’t control it..!! he nods in a heartbeat, agreeing without hesitation. “mhm, wanna cum so badd..!”

you put a pink little collar on his neck, connecting the buckle before connecting a leash to the d-ring. “on all fours, baby.” gojo complies, getting on his hands and knees, facing the wall. You run your hand down his spine, gojo shivering from the touch, his back arching. you hold his hips and place before sliding your cock into his pretty pink hole slowly.

gojo whines at the intrusion in his hole, hiding his face in the sheets as you continue, bottoming out with a groan, while gojo whimpers into the sheets. his hole pulses around your cock, chains of curses and moans coming from his mouth.

you let out a sigh before grabbing the leash, holding the grip securely. you finally (to gojo) decide to move, your cock sliding in and out his ass nicely. his hole so welcoming, as if it was made for you, molded perfectly like a fleshlight. thinking about it gets you riled up, picking up the pace with each thrust. gojo mewls, gasping and moaning, each moan cutting off the other like little ‘ah, ah ah’s’

“hnn.. oh, right— right there..!” gojo spewed, a guttural moan forced from his mouth as you tugged on his collar with a leash, gojo came from only that, his semen staining his pretty pink gown. his hole squirms and clenches around you, as if he doesn’t want you to move not an inch. you smirk and continue your pace, wrapping the leash around your arm before pulling it.

the feeling— is one that of fear and bliss. one part of his mind is in a panic from the loss of oxygen. instinctively, he puts his hand up to his neck, and tears threaten to escape from his eyes. but then again, the other part is thinking about the overwhelming pleasure— you plowing him from behind. your pace— is almost poisonous. it’s slowly killing him.

oh fuck.

his dick twitches again before he cums again, his back arching so suddenly it starts to hurt. his eyes roll back into his head, pure ecstasy overlapping his thoughts. you let go of the leash before pulling out, letting gojo fall on the bed.

“why’d you give out? we have much more to do..” you turn him on his back, moving his right leg to his shoulder, getting in between his legs. gojo doesn’t even comprehend or realize what you’re about to do as he lets himself be handled by you.

you slide your cock back inside his ass before immediately gettting down to business before gojo finally realizes what you’re doing “w-wait..! no more..!” gojo exclaims, moving his legs and closing them “mm? I still haven’t came yet.” you said while moving his legs back. “be a good boy and take it, ‘kay?” gojo nods before wrapping his arm around your neck, positioning himself move comfortably.

“good boy..” you praise him before bottoming out again, this time moving with only a motive to cum, fucking him like he’s a sex doll of some sort. gojo cries out at the new angle, feeling as if you’re fucking him in the guts. you level yourself to his neck, assaulting his nape, leaving red and purple blotches after you’re done with each part of skin you’ve been working on.

girly squeals and cries escape gojo as you thrust your hips like a wild beast in heat. his hands bury themselves in your hair, tugging on each coil/string of hair as he whines from the overstimulation. tear-stained face, a red angry cock begging for attention, and a very tired gojo.

once again, he feels that tight, white coil of heat building in his belly, and it feels like with each thrust of your hips, you’re tugging on it, stretching it further, and further. his prostate? abused. everything feels raw, and gojo just can’t explain the feeling. but he’s snapped out of his trance when you hit his prostate, repeatedly nudging against it. the friction is just too much to handle!! gojo orgasms right there on the spot, the coil pulling back as it’s limit was reached, gojo’s back arching and his toes curling, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he reaches a state of absolutely nothing, but of bliss. his ass clenches around your cock, making you climax right after, your hips stuttering as you squeeze your eyes shut, biting your lip to contain a groan, but it slips right out.

after the both of you come down from your high, you wipe his tears before smiling at him “that’s my good boy.”