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tell me why does the fact gojo is canonically rich turns me on so much
Hello my friends 🫂🇵🇸
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i was compelled to draw this by the love i have for my bff who is deeply itafushi pilled ( i am too..but i didn’t do it for ME)
more characters might be added to this au if i have the strength
☆ Ro ➛ 8teen • She/Her • NSFW (18+ Only) • JJK
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「 ✦ WRITING FOR ✦ 」
Satoru • Suguru • Kento • Choso • Toji • Sukuna • Takuma • Hiromi • Shoko ⟨Reqs Open⟩
「 ✦ GRAPHICS ✦ 」
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RULES⋆｡°✩
Minors do not interact -> this blog contains explicit content. I don't have the time to check every blog that interacts with my posts, so please be cautious about this.
This is not a spoiler free blog, any spoiler you might get from my posts is not my fault.
I mostly write headcanons, but I also write fics.
I write f!reader unless it's mentioned otherwise.
Genre: fluff, smut, angst
Characters: Satoru, Suguru, Kento, Choso, Toji, Sukuna, Takuma, Hiromi, Shoko (I'll write more if I get requests)
Characters I will not write for: Mahito or Kenjaku
Kinks I will not write for: p!ss kink, !ncest, p3dophilia, noncon
Requests are open. You can request to write about specific characters with specific prompts.
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Thank you so much for taking the time to read. Your love and support is wholeheartedly appreciated.
ABOUT ME ⋆｡°✩
☆ Ro ➛ 8teen • She/Her • JJK
My name is Ro, a short form for my actual name. I am 18 years old. I am a Bangladeshi A Level student currently doing my last year of high school. I am Muslim. I have been writing since I was eight years old, after my first grade English teacher called me in front of the whole classroom and made me read my short story. I am also into drawing and want to get into graphics and digital art. This blog is completely JJK based unless I want to add more media. I am into a lot of other fandoms that aren't anime. Such as Harry Potter (mostly the Marauders), Percy Jackson, Grishaverse, and multiple other bookish fandoms. I used to be a huge swiftie, but I wouldn't call myself that anymore, although I do enjoy her music still. I also listen to One Direction, Gracie Abrams, Mitski, TV Girl, Hozier, etc. My inbox is open if you want to talk to me about any of these.
MASTERLIST⋆｡°✩
Keywords: Fluff (f), Smut (s), Angst (a), Fics (♣), Headcanons (♠)
Satoru
Lessons in Love (f) -> Satoru x Megumi's Tutor ♣
Suguru
Fake Dating (f) ♠
Kento
Arrange Marriage (f, s) ♠
Choso
He Might Not Look Like He Gets Bitches (s) -> Taking Choso's Virginity ♣
Toji
Takuma
Rivals to Lovers (f, a) ♠
General
Types of Dates (f) ♠
Squirting Competition with SaShiSu (s) ♠
Ino Takuma deserves all the love in the world and the ones who disagree can go argue with a wall.
MDNI, smut, foursome (??), squirting, fingering
Thinking about sitting naked on Satoru's lap with your back against him and your legs spread out, while Shoko mimics your form on Suguru's lap as you both face each other. Satoru and Suguru's fingers plunge deep inside your and Shoko's cunts respectively while their thumbs work on your swollen clits, competing on who will squirt first. The lewd yet sweet sounds that fill the room are almost pornographic.
Thinking about making eye contact with Shoko as you both squirt at the same time, the competition ending in a tie. It's only fair if you go again, right?
He Might Not Look Like He Gets Bitches (but honey, that dick was 11 inches)
Pairing: Inexperienced!Choso Kamo x Fem!Reader
Warnings: NSFW, smut, fingering, clit rubbing, reader teaches Choso, oral (both f and m receiving), handjob, p in v, no protection, creampie, (slight) tummy bulge, loss of virginity (Choso), not proofread
WC: 1.5K
(18+) MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
“What are they doing there?”
Your head jerks sideways towards Choso as he speaks, then goes back and forth from Choso to the movie playing on the TV, where two actors had involved themselves in a passionate make out session. “They’re kissing…?”
He tilts his head in confusion, “Why?”
You try to sound as casual as possible as you say, “Because the characters are attracted to each other.”
“Attracted… to each other…” he repeats your words, making you unsure of whether you’re supposed to be teaching him this. Before you can say anything, he shifts in his seat as he says, “I want to try it.”
“Okay, you will do it–”
“Can you teach me?”
Your breath hitches at his forwardness. “You want me to teach you how to kiss?”
“Yes,” he says with a little too much surety.
“Now?”
“Yes.”
You slowly move closer to him until you’re straddling him. You feel his breath hitch as you cup his face slowly, his deep brown eyes sinking into yours. “Ready?” you ask, your voice imitating a hum of assurance. He simply nods in response. You start by kissing his cheeks, already feeling the goosebumps at the back of his neck. You then kiss his forehead and nose. He lets out a small whimper when you finally peck his lips, his head jerking forward, wanting more. He immediately reaches for the TV remote and turns it off, which makes you giggle. “Eager, are we?” You peck his lips again, to which he nods needily in response.
You finally crash your lips against his, moving softly. He tenses up at first but melts into it eventually, his yearning lingering in every movement of his lips.
You break the kiss, “You like that?”
He seems too overwhelmed to speak. The only word he can get out is “More…”
You kiss him again, this time more passionately. You slowly insert your tongue in his mouth, to which he jerks a little before melting into the kiss once again. Eventually, he begins to move his tongue against yours. Sounds heavy breathing fills the room.
Breaking from your kiss, you begin to kiss his jaw, then neck. Choso whimpers at the feeling. He lets out a hitched breath as you feel his pants tighten beneath you.
“Hahh, wha-” Choso pants.
You stop doing what you were doing. “What’s wrong?”
“I feel… weird down there,” he says, “It hurts.” You chuckle softly, “Oh, honey, you have a boner…”
“A what?” “A boner. It’s completely natural. It happens when you’re aroused.” “Aroused…” he repeats as though the word is foreign to his tongue.
“Sexually excited,” you explain further, causing a blush to creep up his pale cheeks.
You return to your previous position of kissing him, trailing your kisses from his jaw to his neck as you tug on the hem of his shirt. He lifts himself up as you take his shirt off and trail your kisses down to his torso. His breath shifts from being fast to being heavy.
As your mouth reaches the top of his happy trail, you look up to him and touch his crotch over his pants.
“Ngh,” he whimpers, “It hurts…”
“Yeah?” you coo, “I can fix that.”
You unbuckle his pants, sliding it down to the floor as you stare at him sitting with only his boxers. You rub his cock through his pants, making him moan needily.
“Can I take these off?” you ask, hooking your fingers on the waistband of his boxers. He nods frantically.
The moment the boxers come off, you are surprised at how big he is. You take his cock, needing both your hands to jerk him off. His head falls back on the couch as he moans at your touch. You finally put him in your mouth.
“Ohh yeah yes mmm,” he moans as you bob your head, letting his tip hit against the back of your throat. “Y/N… so good… right there yeah yeahh.”
Before you know it, he shoots his cum inside your mouth. You swallow and look up at him with a smile. “Feel better?”
He looks down at you with a mixture of surprise, confusion, and satisfaction. “What was that?”
“That was an orgasm. You just came.”
He is still panting. “That felt amazing.”
You chuckle. “I’m glad it did.” You straddle him again, your lips meeting his in an even more passionate kiss. This time, you moan into his mouth. His hand rakes over your body, sliding under your shirt as you hum.
“Can I take this off?” he asks and you nod in reply. You raise your arms as he takes off your shirt and reveals your bra-clad torso. He trails his fingers along the line of your lace bra. “Pretty,” he mutters before unclasping the hook to expose your perky tits. He reaches to grab them, his thumb flicks your nipples and you stifle a moan, your arousal pooling in your panties.
“Fuck, Cho… I need you…” you manage to say.
“Can I do the same to you?” he asks, sounding a little unsure of what he’s saying. “The thing you did to me?”
You don't waste a moment to breath out, “Yes, please.”
You lay on your back on the couch as he follows your path by kissing your jaw, then neck, finally reaching your tits as he sucks on your nipples, making you let out a soft moan, the sound music to Choso’s ears. He mimics your work as his mouth wanders down to your stomach, right above the waistband of your shorts.
“Can I open this?” he asks. You lift your hips up in response and he slides your shorts down to reveal your lace panties, already wet from desperation. He slowly touches the wet patch, making you groan. He slides your panties off and the only way you’d describe the way you spread your legs is pathetic.
He takes a deep breath as your pussy comes into display, his eyes intensely observing every inch of your exposed body. He reaches his hand to touch your pussy lips.
You guide his fingers to your engorged clit. “Here… touch me here, please,” you pant out. “That’s the clit, the most sensitive part of female genitalia.”
He rubs slow circles on your clit, your eyes rolling back in response. “The clit,” he repeats.
“Ngh, fuck, yes, baby,” you moan out. Inserting two fingers into yourself, you show Choso how to finger someone. Choso replicates your actions with two fingers while his thumb focuses on your clit.
With that move, you absolutely lose your mind. Your eyes roll back and you let out a long moan, arching your back. “Yes, fuck yes, baby, keep going ahh ahh just like that mmmm fuck yeah yeah.”
He positions his head between your legs, his warm breath hits against your pussy before he starts nibbling at your clit while his two fingers hit your g-spot. You let out even louder moans, losing yourself into blissful pleasure you never want to return from, never want to be found again.
You feel yourself tighten, the familiar anticipation rushing through your body before you let it all go with a loud moan. Choso sits up, his eyes raking over your glistening pussy with utter fascination as you look up at him panting.
“Was it okay?” his nervous voice speaks.
You take a few breaths to collect yourself before answering. “That was amazing, baby.” He blushes in response. You notice his bulge again. “Cho, are you hard again?”
He looks down in embarrassment. “Oh, uhm– yeah.”
You crawl up to him and straddle his thighs which makes his breath hitch once again. You remove a few strands of hair from his face and cup his cheeks. “Do you trust me?” you ask him.
He doesn’t waste a breath. “Yes.”
You take his cock from beneath you and rub it before slowly inserting it in your pussy. The face Choso makes at that sensation can only be described as euphoric. “Are you okay?” you ask.
“Yes,” he breathes out desperately, “Yes, yes, please keep going.” With permission, you fully insert him inside of you, feeling a bulge inside your stomach.
“Oh, fuck, you’re so big mmm,” you gasp out. “Can I move?” Choso nods and you begin to bounce slowly, gradually building up your pace. Every bounce, every thrust takes you both to the twilight zone. The sounds of pleasure echoes through the whole room.
“Oh, I’m close,” Choso says. You reach down to rub your clit to stimulate yourself. His eyes widen as he sees you do that and reaches his hand to pleasure you instead. It doesn’t take long for the both of you to spill out your cum.
You get off him and lay on your back against the couch, panting heavily. Choso relaxes onto the couch with his head leaned against it. He looks between your spread legs, taking in the sight of his juices coming out of your pussy.
“Are you okay?” you ask once again.
“Never been better.”
A/N: Not me writing this while never having held hands romantically (I've never even had a talking stage).
Giving the nerd a chance
tags: nerd!nanami/fem!reader, college!au, nsfw, dirty talk, asphyxiation, size kink, mdni!!
a/n: this one’s a long one :) pace yourself and enjoy!
Kento Nanami is a social enigma. He is a total outlier but in the weirdest way possible.
This man is conventionally attractive. Some would even go as far to say Nanami’s handsome, almost in a filthy way. His looks are sneaky too. He’s not someone you’d immediately notice in a room, but once you did…
You would notice his sculpted jaw line first. Then, his naturally high cheekbones that gave way to his soft hazel eyes. He had a serious look on his face always, but his eyes told a different story. Maybe you’d notice his blonde hair that sat neatly on his head, styled with an undercut. Yeah, Nanami was fucking hot.
But that’s not the weird part. No, you haven’t heard him utter a single word except to answer the professor’s unanswered questions once the silence was unbearable.
That’s not exactly weird either. There are tons of people who go through college without the intention of making friends… but Nanami has friends. He doesn’t just have like one friend. No, he’s apart of a friend group.
The weirdest part was he seemed to be close with the most popular guy in your university, star quarterback Satoru Gojo. Gojo was seemingly every college girl’s wet dream. He’s the type to stand out in a room. His looks and personality demand attention.
He’s the complete opposite from Nanami.
Then, there was Suguru Geto… Geto was also a strange friend for Nanami to have. Geto was smart, funny, and well-mannered… when he was in class. But you’ve seen how Geto acts at parties. He smokes cigarettes, shotguns whiskey, and keeps up with all of Gojo’s antics. Shoko was the exact same way, except she didn’t care enough to keep up with Gojo’s buffoonery.
They were the complete opposite from Nanami as well.
Yu Haibara was a cutie patootie. He’s also a sweet social butterfly. Another one of Nanami’s friends that just didn’t seem to be his type.
You caught yourself staring at the friend group as you’re sitting on a couch at a frat house. Your college team just won the game, so Satoru had invited a whole slew of people over. You somehow made it on that list. Your friend, Utahime, is begging you to leave, but something is telling you to stay.
“Go on without me, Uta. I’ll be fine, promise.” You say over the music as you flash her a small smile to assure her.
“I really, really, really don’t want to leave you here alone, yn. I don’t want you to end up on the front page of the news.”
“Don’t wish that shit upon me.” You laugh as you gently nudge her arm, urging her towards the door.
“I’m serious, yn. Please text me. If you’re not back in the dorm by midnight, I’m calling the cops.” She says as she grabs your shoulders, forcing you to face her directly.
You admire your friend’s caring demeanor, but she was being a total cock block for you right now.
“I will text you. I promise.” You assure her once again. “Go back to the dorm. Love you.”
She sighs deeply as she lets you go. She’s still not comfortable with the idea of leaving you here, but she can’t force you to leave. “Love you too. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”
“Oh, that’s all I’m gonna do.” You smirk as she flips you off and leaves the frat house.
You take a drink from your red solo cup to gather your nerves. Nanami has been sitting in the corner of the kitchen all night. He’s alone, but he doesn’t look lonely. Sometimes, Satoru will drunkenly slouch his weight onto the blonde and slur something inaudible to him. From what you can see, Nanami just rolls his eyes and shrugs his friend off his shoulders.
You want to approach him, but you’re still too afraid he won’t talk to you. As you sit down your cup, an intoxicated Satoru is standing over you.
“I’m sorry- I don’t remember your name.” He gives you a slanted smile as he crouches down a bit so you two are face-to-face.
“That’s okay. I don’t remember yours either.” You snip back with a small grin. Something sparkles in his eyes as you give him a little bit of a challenge. He finds it to be endearing.
“Cheeky. Give me your number.” He demands, keeping his smirk on his face.
“Why should I give it to you?”
“Because it’s not for me.” He slurs as he leans in close to you. He nods his head towards the kitchen. “I’m doing this for my pussy friend over there.”
Your eyes dart towards Nanami. His eyes are glaring holes into Satoru with more anger and emotion than you’ve ever seen from him. Your stomach swirls with butterflies.
“That is a really good reason.” You murmur as you quickly type your number into Satoru’s phone.
*** *** ***
It had been days since the frat party and not a single word from Nanami. Your excitement had honestly fizzled out into sulking. Were you not good enough for him? Did Satoru lie? Was it all a sick prank?
Not even Utahime could get you in a good mood.
“Yn. This is so ridiculous. If you like him that much, just go up and talk to him.” She chides
“Noooo.” You groan into your pillow as you turn onto your stomach in your bed. “He’s too cool. Out of my league.”
“Are you sure we’re talking about the same Kento Nanami? The nerd who barely ever talks? The know-it-all in class?”
“Utahimeee.”
“You’re embarrassing yourself.”
“Let me wallow in my self pity.” You gripe before you hear your phone buzz. The sound of your phone notifying you doesn’t even excite you anymore. It’s always some lame ass notification.
Unknown Number: Is this yn?
Your eyes widen as you stare at your phone in disbelief. Your body involuntarily sits up in bed, startling Utahime.
“Jesus Christ. What? What happened?”
“He texted me!” You beam proudly. You are embarrassing. Utahime scoffs and walks away from you, unable to take the second-hand embarrassment.
Yn: Yeah, that’s me :)
Unknown Number: This is Kento Nanami. I’m sorry Gojo felt the need to disturb you at the party. 
Yn: No need! He didn’t disturb me too much.
Nanami: That’s good to hear.
God. Now, what do you say? Of course Nanami is a dry texter. You stare at the text conversation for a while, trying to think of something.. anything to break the ice.
Yn: Did you ask him to get my number, or did he do that on his own volition?
Nanami: Gojo does things on his own volition.
Yn: Ah.. I see.
He left you on read.
Goddammit.
You had your chance, and now, you blew it. Sighing, you lock your phone and try to forget he even ever texted you in the first place.
*** *** ***
I mean, who even needs Nanami? He’s really not even that handsome or mysterious. You keep telling yourself as you get ready to go to another party Gojo invited you too.
Oh, also, Gojo kept your number for himself as well. He mostly asked to copy your notes when Nanami refused to let him copy his notes. He would also send the occasional invitation to one of his signature parties.
This one was apparently labeled as “exclusive”. You had no idea what that meant, but you weren’t allowed to bring a plus-one this time.
Luckily for you, Utahime was visiting back home for the weekend, so she couldn’t scold you for going out to another party this weekend.
Black eyeliner was smeared across your waterline, and you puckered your lips as you carefully applied some sheer gloss. You decided to be casual with your outfit, wearing a basic off-shoulder black top with some jeans.
As soon as you got to the frat house, you quickly understood what “exclusive” meant. It was only their closest friends in the house. Satoru and Haibara were on the couch, lounging. Suguru and Shoko were sitting by the window, sharing a cigarette. Nanami was sitting in a chair in the corner of the room, looking as stoic as ever. Immediately, you were grateful for going with a more casual look.
“Yn! So glad you made it!” Satoru grinned in a more sober voice than the last time you spoke with him.
“Am I imposing on something?” You ask as you close the door.
“Of course not, silly. I sent you an invite for a reason.” Satoru says casually as he pats the spot between him and Haibara on the couch. “Come have a seat. Get comfortable. We’re just hanging out tonight.”
You stare at the seat between Gojo and Haibara, and you decide to sit in the open chair next to them instead.
“Afraid that we might bite?” Gojo grins as he leans over the arm of the chair towards you.
“Stop it, Satoru. You’re going to scare her away.” Shoko scolds before taking a drag off her cigarette.
Your phone gently buzzes in your pocket as Satoru and Shoko begin to bicker about his social skills. You sneakily check your phone.
Nanami: You look pretty tonight.
OH. We are so back, baby.
Yn: Thank you :) You look as handsome as ever.
Nanami: Oh yeah?
It is so small and insignificant, but that little “oh yeah?” makes your stomach flutter with excitement.
“Yn?” You snap your attention up to Shoko and realize she has been trying to talk to you.
“Shit- sorry. What’s up?”
Your phone lightly buzzes again, and you quickly glance down to check.
Nanami: You’re blushing.
“I was asking what your major is.” Shoko smiles calmly as she’s sat upon the windowsill. She flicks her cigarette outside before blowing out a cloud of smoke. You try to ignore how your heart is skipping beats right now.
“Oh, I’m just in general studies right now. I’m kind of indecisive. What about you?”
“I’m pre-med right now.” Shoko answers.
“I thought you swapped to nursing.” Haibara asks as he shifts his body to face her. The two start conversing together, giving you a chance to check your phone.
Nanami: Are you ill, or do my words just affect you that much?
Yn: I’m actually ill.
Nanami: You’re also apparently a liar, sweetheart.
How the fuck was this man so bold over text, but wouldn’t speak to hardly anyone in person?
Yn: Sweetheart? I didn’t know we were on that sort of level yet.
Nanami: Does that make you uncomfortable?
Yn: No
Nanami: Good. Then don’t complain.
The throb your cunt just did should’ve been illegal. There was no reason for you to be so turned on by that, but you were.
Yn: What would you have done had I said that it did make me uncomfortable?
Nanami: I would’ve found you a nickname you were more comfortable with.
He was being sweet, and you were over there clenching around nothing like a whore.
You had been so caught up in your phone that you didn’t realize Yu had went and gotten everyone a beer out of the fridge. You decide to risk a glance at Nanami. He looked calm and composed. You wondered if he even knew the effect he had on you truly.
“Shoko, when are you finally going to get some bitches?” Satoru asks with a laugh. Your eyes widen as you notice Suguru is on his lap now. You had really been so distracted by your phone…
“At this rate, I think Nanami will beat me.” Shoko laughed as she took a drink of her beer. You shift slightly in your seat as Shoko cuts her eyes towards you with a small grin.
Nanami: I will
Yn: Will what?
Nanami: I will beat her.
Yn: Confident or competitive?
Nanami: Both.
Yn: You didn’t strike me as the type.
Nanami: You don’t think I can do it?
Yn: I never said that.
Nanami lays his phone on his lap, and you can feel his eyes trailing up and down your body. Feeling your heart skip a beat, you decide to look up at him. Your breath hitches in your throat as you glance over him. He looks relaxed. His head is propped up in his hand, and he’s almost giving you a lazy smile.
Knowing more about Nanami, you recognize it as a cocky smile now.
The rest of the “party” goes without a hitch. You decided it was time to leave once Suguru and Satoru were obnoxiously making out, Shoko was asleep on the floor, and Haibara wouldn’t shut the fuck up about the intricacies of anime.
“I’m gonna head back to my dorm now. Thanks for inviting me.” You say quickly as you stand from your seat.
“Hey yn-!” Satoru says as he tugs from Suguru’s lips. The dark-haired male made quick work of moving down to his neck. “Thanks for coming. You should come out here more often.”
“Oh um, I’ll think about it.” You smile politely as you head out the front door. The cold night air nips at your skin. The only light was from the moon high up in the sky. The dorms were a few blocks away.
You never like walking alone at night, but you try to remember that college campuses have security patrolling at all times. Taking a deep shaky breath, you step off the porch.
The sound of the door closing again immediately startles you. You quickly flinch and look towards the frat house. Nanami was calming walking up to you.
“Let me walk you back.” His voice was calm and steady, just like his presence. He really wasn’t phased at all by your subtle flirting earlier?
“Thanks.. I was actually kinda scared.” You mumble as you two walk side by side on the pavement. Your arms hug your body, trying to hide from the snippy air.
“Why didn’t you ask one of us to walk you home then?” Nanami asks as he slips his coat off from his shoulders. He then loosely drapes it over your shoulders. You feel your heart skip a beat as you mumble a quick thanks. Your body snuggled into his coat as it swallowed your frame whole. It was the first time you realized… Nanami is a big man. He’s not just some scrawny nerd. He’s actually pretty well built.
“I didn’t want to be a bother.” You answer quietly, noticing how Nanami shoves his hands into his pockets while you two walk.
“That’s foolish. We invited you. The least we could do is make sure you make it home safely.”
“We?”
Nanami goes silent, and he looks away from your shorter self. The wind blows harshly, making the leaves crinkle and hiss on the trees.
“Yes, we.” He finally answers your question. You smile softly as you look down towards the ground. It seems like Satoru wasn’t the only one who wanted you around.
Standing in front of your dorm door, you slowly slip the coat off from around your shoulders and try to hand it back to him. “I don’t want it.” He answers calmly, making no effort to take the jacket back from you.
“It’s yours, silly.”
“And?”
“Take it.” You gestured the coat to him once more
“No, I want you to have it.” He says as he towers over you. You subconsciously take a step back to create space, and your back hits the door. He leans over you, having to angle his back to see eye-to-eye with you. You can feel his warm breath ghosting over your cheek as he cocks his head towards your ear and neck. “Text me.” He murmurs lowly before pressing a soft kiss to your cheek.
You were left against your door blushing madly as he casually sauntered away.
*** *** ***
You almost think you dreamt that kiss up come Monday morning. You hadn’t texted him all weekend, not even knowing what to say. You felt scared about messing things up and taking his advances the wrong way. He hadn’t reached out to you either.
You were sitting in Neurology, half-ass paying attention as the professor lectured about neuron pruning. Nanami sat a few rows over. He always appeared to he intently listening when you glance over at him. You perk up as you feel your phone buzz on your thigh.
Nanami: You’re not going to do well if you don’t pay attention.
Yn: I could say the same for you.
Nanami: Could you?
Yn: …. point taken
Nanami: You know, you could’ve at least texted me if you didn’t like the kiss.
Yn: Who said I didn’t?
Nanami: So, you disobey my request for fun?
Yn: Disobey is such a strong word. You told me to text you, and I just.. haven’t yet.
Nanami: We’ll come back to the disobedience topic. Why haven’t you texted me “yet”?
Yn: Nervous.
Nanami: You’re adorable. What’s there to be nervous about?
“Can anyone name an example of synaptic pruning?” The professor’s sudden loud voice catches you off guard. You hadn’t been paying attention at all, and you feel your heart start to race at the thought of being randomly called upon.
“Anyone?” The professor asks once again. “Yn-“ She almost says your first name before Nanami interrupts.
“Crown thinning.” He answers the question, saving you from total embarrassment.
“Very good. Thank you, Kento.” The professor praises as she turns back around to start lecturing from the powerpoint again.
Yn: You totally just saved me.
Nanami: Pay better attention.
Yn: Then stop texting me.
Nanami: No.
Nanami: Answer my question. Why were you nervous?
Yn: I just didn’t want to say the wrong things.
Nanami: You’re hopeless.
Yn: You’re starting to sound like Utahime :(
Nanami: Will you coo to me that you love me if I act like her?
You feel your heart start to race as you read his text over and over. He was way more observant than you gave him credit for. You couldn’t even think of a time where you told Uta that you loved her in front of him.
Yn: Is that what you want?
Nanami: That does sound nice. Though, I think I’d rather hear you breathlessly professing your love to me.
oh…
oh.
You sat your phone down. No way were you going to let some simple words over a screen let you get horny in class. You didn’t dare to glance in his direction as you suddenly decided to start paying attention and taking detailed notes on Neurology.
Nanami: You’re blushing again.
Damn him and his observant personality. Damn him and his filthy words that make you squeeze your thighs together to soothe the ache.
Yn: I’m well aware.
Nanami: It’s cute. Makes me want to say more things just to get a reaction out of you.
Yn: Please don’t
Nanami: Why? Scared you might like it?
Nanami: Scared you might like the thought of being beneath me, begging for more?
Jesus. There was no misinterpreting that. You tugged your bottom lip between your teeth as you stared down at your phone, rereading his message over and over. It painted a picture in your brain.
Yn: As if you could make me do that.
Nanami: I can, and I will. Come over tonight.
Yn: To the frat house?
Nanami: No, to my room. I’ll tell Haibara to not come back until late.
Yn: That seems rather rude.
Nanami: It’s far better than the treatment you’ll be receiving later.
Your head feels like it’s spinning as the professor dismisses class. The rest of the day drags by painfully slow as you feel every little heartbeat and flutter in your chest. Nanami talked big game for someone who seemed too shy to really speak to you. It made you feel intrigued. How could he be so confident in his ability to make you beg?
You took your time once you were back at your dorm: going through your everything-shower routine. You wanted to make sure that every inch of you was soft and smooth just in case! It’s not like he’s actually going to make you do anything.
Knocking on his door, you feel your stomach churn with anxiety. You two seemed to be doing better at keeping up a conversation, but you were still deathly afraid of that awkward silence sinking in.
The click of the lock gains your attention, and Nanami opens the door for you. “Come in.” He says flatly, moving out of the way of the door so you can squeeze past him. He’s wearing his usual button-up shirt with black slacks on. How does this man even relax?
Of course his room is completely clean. His bed was even made military style for crying out loud. What the fuck does this man know about making women beg?
“Your room is nice.” You compliment, trying not to sound too awkward.
“It’s a room.” He shrugs nonchalantly before his eyes travel your body.
“How did you tell Haibara not to come home?” You ask, and he gives you a slightly puzzled look.
“I told him the truth.” He says as he loosens his tie from around his neck.
You swallow harshly as you watch his slender fingers pull at the fabric. His jaw is perfectly sculpted along with his neck, and his adams apple bobs as he steps towards you.
“Which is?” You reluctantly ask.
“I told him not to come home unless he planned on watching me fuck a pretty girl to tears.”
Your breath hitches in your throat, and you stare up at him with almost a frightened gaze. His movement feels much more predatory now as if he’s been watching you for a while, sizing you up. He had observed and stood by, waiting for the prime opportunity to pounce.
“What is it? Cat got your tongue?” Nanami asks as he steps forward again. The back of your knees hits his bed, and his smile shifts to a lopsided grin.
“No. I just…” You had no idea what to even say to that! You weren’t use to a man so confidently bolstering about his skills without sounding like a total idiot. Nanami was a rarity. He could talk the talk and walk the walk.
“No. I just..” He mocks you. “You’re awfully nervous for someone I haven’t even touched yet.” His fingers gently caress over your collarbone, before he carefully nudged you back. You tipped over and found yourself sitting on his bed, looking up at him with big round eyes.
“Christ. Have you ever even done this before?” He asks as he leans over you. His hand press down on the mattress at both of your sides, effectively trapping you beneath him.
“Yes!” You exclaim with a huffy attitude that makes him chuckle. “Have you?” You ask, trying to even the score.
“No.” He responds before closing the distance between you two. His lips press against yours and move delicately. Your eyes widen before you realize what was going on, and you slowly melt into the kiss.
Lips smack together as he takes the lead on the kiss. His hands gently cup and caress their way down your body before resting upon your hips. His knee finds it’s way between your thighs, and he applies pressure to your core.
Stifling a small whine, you entangle your fingers through his blonde hair. It’s softer than you imagined it to be. His kisses are growing more and more demanding as he’s pushing you back onto the bed more and more.
He gently bites at your lip, and he applies more pressure with his knee. As soon as you let another another small whimper, he slips his tongue into your mouth.
He’s taking complete and utter advantage over your body while you’re still trying to wrap your head around the fact he said “no”. He’s claiming to have never done this before.
His thumbs dig into your hipbones before he makes you grind against his knee.
“That’s right. Use me.” He purrs lowly, encouraging for you to keep rolling your hips. Once you found a steady rhythm, rubbing yourself against his knee like a desperate slut, he releases your hips and grabs your wrists, pinning you down to the bed.
“Ken..” You gasp out lowly, and he immediately eats up your words, forcing his lips right back upon yours.
The grinding was slowly making you feel all dizzy in the head as you slowly start to mess up your rhythm. He immediately notices your messy state. His hands leave your wrists to grab back ahold of your thighs to make sure you don’t stop. If his slacks weren’t black, he was sure there would be a small damp spot on his leg from your delicious juices.
“Hah~” You gasp as you lean your head back.
“Does that feel good?” He questions lowly before carefully nipping at your neck.
“Yes… Yes, Kento.. more..”
“Oh, what was that, darling? I didn’t hear you.” He taunts as he bites his way down your neck.
“M-more!” You whimper out as you grow impatient.
“So greedy…” He murmurs before his sucks a small hickey on your neck all while he’s still making you grind your pitiful pussy against his thigh. “Beg.”
You feel that defiant nature wanting to kick in. You were needy for him, but you weren’t to the point of begging yet.
“Did you hear me? I said beg.” He demands as he forces you down on his leg harder. Your legs tremble around him as he’s making you rock hack and forth.
“Please-“ You finally choke out against your defiant nature. “I-I.. want more, please… I need you to.. to ruin me.”
“Ruin you, hm?” He asks as his hand carefully trails upwards to your neck. He applies just a bit of pressure. “A pretty girl like you asking for me to ruin her… How could I say no?”
He removes his leg from between your leg, and he quickly replaces it with his hand. His fingers rub firm circles around your clit through the cloth of your leggings. You immediately shudder from the new stimulation. You hold his gaze as he lightly chokes you.
“I think I want to see you come on my fingers first.” He says as he’s quick to shove your leggings and panties down. You gasp quietly as you look down at him. He shuffles himself down between your legs, and he has a determined look on his face. He was set on making you come with his hand.
You push your thighs together with a small whine as he gives your glistening cunt an amorous gaze. Nanami places his hands on both of your knees as he forces your legs back apart. “Now, you know why you came here. What are you running from?”
“I- … You’re looking at me like…” the words ‘like you want to eat me’ die upon your tongue. His aura is just so.. almost intimidating. Not in a scary way, just in a he’s-not-here-to-play way.
“You’re so pretty, but gods, you’re so confusing.” He shakes his head as he carefully drags his tongue up your slippery folds. “Just sit still and let me take care of you, darling.” He mumbles before he laps at your cunt again. He purses his lips and gently sucks on your clit. It almost feels like he’s making out with your pussy.
“Oh.. f-fuck..” You gasp as you lean your head back into his mattress. Your hands fist at the blanket beneath you, ruining his perfectly made bed.
Nanami continues to lick and suck. The sounds in the room were nothing short of erotic. The wet sounds of his lips and tongue smack and almost slurp at you. His hands hold your thighs up, practically wearing them as earmuffs as he eats you like a starved man.
His fingertip gently traced over your opening before he carefully slipped a finger in. He continued to lap at your cunt as his finger pumped in and out and prodded around.
“Oh my-! .. N-Nanami.. ah~” You pant out. In his eyes, your entire body was flushed. You were so subtly grinding yourself against his tongue. In his eyes, you were a goddess in touch with her sexuality and femininity. You just needed a small nudge to get there.
He adds a second finger, and he so carefully curls them upwards to gently press right on the spot that made you see stars.
Your hands abandoned the bed, and you grabbed onto his hair. His hazel eyes flutter up at you, and his glasses were pushed up onto his head.
Your orgasm was building quicker than it ever had before. “Nanami-! fuck, I’m gonna..” You try to warn, but he’s already a step ahead of you. His fingers start pumping a big more aggressively, and he’s pointed with his tongue, focusing all his attention on your clit. His tongue swirls in tight circles around the small bundle of nerves.
Your orgasm washes over you as you clench around his fingers, spasming on his face. He continues to thrust his fingers, letting you ride out your orgasm on his face and hand. Pressing a few more small kisses to your overly sensitive cunt, he slowly pulls away. “Good girl.” He praises lowly.
Your heart is pounding in your chest as you recover from the best orgasm you’ve ever received. Your eyes flutter open weakly to see Nanami ditch his glasses. He uses the back of his hand to wipe his mouth and chin dry.
He then places the fingers he so deliciously used to fuck you into his mouth, and he sucks them clean with a satisfied groan.
“You taste so sweet.” He mumbles as he slowly unbuttons his shirt. It falls to the floor as he starts to unbuckle his belt. You can already feel your arousal building up again as you see the absolute tent in his slacks. Of course the nerd was absolutely hung.
Without another word, his pants and boxers are on the ground. His dick stood hard at attention. It was too heavy to press all the way up towards his stomach. Speaking of stomach, he was absolutely fucking built. He had well-defined solid abs and a broad chest.
You watch carefully as he fists his length a few times. You admire the way the veins bulge from his hands and arms. He wastes no more time: climbing up on top of you. He guides your legs up onto his shoulders, and he leans forward, putting you in a mating press.
His hand suddenly covers your mouth. “Spit.” He orders bluntly.
“W-what-?”
“I didn’t stutter. Spit. Unless you want me to go in dry.”
The thought of that sounded like a nightmare, so you gathered as much saliva into your mouth as you could, and you spat into his hand.
He doesn’t look phased in the slightest as he lubes himself up with your spit. He lets out a soft breath as the wet sounds of him gliding his hand up and down his cock fill the room. He then wipes his hand off on the bed, and he covers your mouth tightly with his hand. “Try not to be too loud, darling. I don’t want anyone to come and bother us.”
He was so fucking confident that he was going to make you noisy. It almost pissed you off, but Nanami was a man of his word.
He aligned himself up with your entrance, and with one deep motion, he buried himself all the way to the hilt. You let out a silent scream into his hand, and your back arches up off the bed. His eyes darken as he lets out a guttural growl.
Your cunt was just too precious to him, squeezing him so perfectly. You were absolutely sopping wet and so goddamn warm. He actually had to bite his tongue to not come prematurely. Once he tasted the hint of metal in his mouth, the urge to finish subsided.
“Shhh, shh. Be a good girl. The pain will subside soon.” He assures you quietly as his hips gently rock back and forth shallowly.
“Mmmnnf~ K-kento!” You moan into his hand. He hates having to muffle your pretty noises, but he really can’t risk getting a noise complaint right now.
“That’s right, darling.. Take it..” His hips start to roll with a bit more conviction. His thrusts are slow but powerful. Each time he buried himself deep in you, you went all dizzy in the head.
“Oh fuck, you’re so pretty like this.” He praises as his other hand holds one of your thighs up for you. Your body is almost slack from how harsh his hips are snapping into you. His leaking tip was bruising your cervix with each brutal thrust.
Nanami wishes he could take a picture right now. Your eyes are all glossed over. Your face is flushed the prettiest shade of pink, and your lips are all puffy and slightly parted. Your babbling utter nonsense as your greedy pussy takes him in with each thrust.
“F-fuck..! So big.. can feel you right here~” You moan as you point towards your lower stomach.
Nanami looks to where you’re pointing, and as if this man needed anymore courage, he begins to fuck you harder.
Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!
“Yeah? Y’feel me in your womb, darling?” He groans. Noise complaint can be damned. He lets your mouth go and grabs your hips as he continues to pound your pretty pussy.
Tears involuntarily spring into your eyes from the sheer intensity. When Nanami said he was going to fuck you to tears, you thought it was just a figure of speech. Nah, you were lying in his bed, crying because the dick was so good.
“Look at me.” He demands as he grabs your blushed cheek and forces you to look up at him. “This pussy’s mine from now on, understand me?”
“Y-yes!” You cry out to him. Your stomach starts to coil with white hot pleasure as your orgasm builds up again.
“Tell me you love me when you cum on my cock.” He demands lowly. You’re too fucked stupid to argue.
The bed squeaks and wails in agony as he his thrusts are growing more erratic and sloppy. You could feel him getting closer and closer to his release as he gets more vocal and noisier too.
Your eyes cross as you feel your body gyrate on him. Your second orgasm crashes over you so suddenly you didn’t even have time to warn him. Your soul nearly floats away from you as you feel warm juices flood out from you. “Fuck~.. I-.. I love you, Nanami!” You whimper out. In the heat of the moment, it does feel like love.
Such pure pretty words being uttered during such a lewd time. Nanami is instantly emptying himself into you. His dick throbs as he shoots ribbon after ribbon of cum inside of you. His hands are shaking as they hold onto your hips. “Ngh.. I love you, darling. Take it.. All of it. Don’t waste a drop.” He lowly growls.
The room is quiet as both of you pant softly. After a few moments, you realize you had professed a love to him that you weren’t even sure about. Yes, Nanami was attractive physically and mentally. Sure, he was apparently a god in bed, but love???
What if he wasn’t even being serious when he told you to say that? He probably didn’t even mean it when he said it back. What if you made things weird? Is that why he’s being so silent?
Nanami leans down and presses a small kiss to your forehead. “That was intense. Are you alright, darling?” He asks affectionately.
You nod weakly, not wanting to frustrate him with your insecure thinking style.
“Are you sure? I’m not only talking about physically.” He murmurs softly as he slowly allows for your thighs to slip down to around his hips. His hand carefully strokes your cheek.
“I told you I love you..” You murmur out quietly, avoiding his gaze.
He exhales softly in amusement. “You did do that. It was very sexy. Do you regret saying it?”
“I.. I don’t know.” You confess quietly. “You said it back too…”
“I did. Seeing your body in such a vulnerable state as you were trusting me with your very essence made me feel full with love.”
You look up at him as he just said the most romantic thing you’ve ever heard.
“I don’t think I regret it.”
“I’m glad. I don’t regret it either.” He smiles and presses another small kiss to your temple.
*** *** ***
“Was that really your first time?” You giggle as the hot water coats your body. Nanami’s fingers are attentively massaging shampoo into your scalp.
“It really was.” He laughs quietly. “Why is it so hard to believe.”
“You were too good for a virgin.”
“I’m glad my darling thinks so.” He smiles and carefully leans your head back, so the water can rinse the shampoo from your hair.
“Where did you even learn that stuff from?” You ask curiously, wondering if Nanami just had a secret raging porn addiction.
“I have the horniest friend group. They don’t understand the concept of too much information.”
Ah. That makes sense.
tags: @lemonlimecrystal-blog
Types of Dates
That The JJK Men Would Take You In
Pairings: JJK Men x Reader
Inc: Satoru, Suguru, Kento, Choso, Toji
Cont: Fluff, not proofread
Minors DNI
Satoru: Amusement Park Date
Satoru would be the perfect date to take you on all the thrill rides at the park. He'd probably try to win every carnival game just to impress you and show off his skills. He'd spoil you with snacks and treats throughout the day, insisting that nothing is too sweet or unhealthy. Satoru would likely try to set up some sort of romantic moment on a scenic ferris wheel ride.
Suguru: Stargazing Date
Suguru would choose a secluded and peaceful location, far away from the city lights, to ensure the clearest view of the stars. He would likely prepare a picnic with some snacks and drinks to make the experience even more enjoyable. He would be an avid skywatcher and point out various constellations and planets, sharing his knowledge with you. Suguru would probably bring a cozy blanket to keep you warm and comfortable during the chilly night.
Kento: Art Gallery Date
Kento would be a patient and thoughtful companion, taking the time to thoughtfully analyze each piece of art and share his insights with you. He would likely appreciate the more traditional or classical pieces, but would also be open to contemporary or abstract art. During the date, Kento would occasionally point out specific details or hidden meanings in the artworks, showcasing his observant and analytical nature. He may surprise you by buying a small artwork as a souvenir to remember the date.
Choso: Movie Date
Choso would be a loyal and attentive companion, making sure to focus on the movie. He would likely enjoy action or adventure movies, but could also be open to other genres such as comedies or dramas. During the movie, he might lean in close to you, taking in the scent of your hair or skin. Choso may occasionally whisper commentary or ask questions about the movie, but would still be invested in the plotline.
Toji: Hiking Date
Toji would likely be an expert hiker, knowing all the best trails and routes to take. He would probably want to challenge you with a more difficult or strenuous hike to see how far you can push yourself. Toji would probably challenge you to race to see who can reach the peak first, adding an element of playful competition to the date. During the hike, he may tease or make lighthearted jokes at your expense.
Fake Dating with Suguru
Pairings: Suguru Geto x GN!Reader
cont: fake dating, fluff, not proofread
MDNI
FakeBF!Suguru who moves in to the house next door to yours with two little girls
FakeBF!Suguru who seems way too young to have daughters– around your age, but you choose not to question it
FakeBF!Suguru who you end up meeting in front of your entrance almost every day, you both give each other faint smiles and slight nods and an occasional “hello”
FakeBF!Suguru who notices you sitting with a bunch of your friends at a cafeteria one day
FakeBF!Suguru who overhears one of your friends say “I bet Y/N’s jealous of these two being a couple”, to which you straight up deny but the friend keeps pushing the conversation insisting on her admitting that you like one of your friends who was in a relationship
FakeBF!Suguru who steps into the conversation before he can stop himself and announces himself as your boyfriend
FakeBF!Suguru who gives you a knowing look as everyone looks at you surprised, gesturing you to play along
FakeBF!Suguru who offers to drive you home
FakeBF!Suguru who asks you what’s wrong and you tell him the truth
FakeBF!Suguru who listens intently as you tell him about how you’d liked one of your friends for a while but one of your other friends started dating him and the others found out about it, which is why they were cornering you
FakeBF!Suguru who agrees to pretend to date you for a while
FakeBF!Suguru whom you end up posting on social media
FakeBF!Suguru who starts picking you up from and dropping you off to college everyday
FakeBF!Suguru who meets the person you used to like and gives them the most obvious judgemental look, making you snort
FakeBF!Suguru whom you often find yourself spending more time together than you initially planned, enjoying each other's company in a way that goes beyond the pretense of your fake relationship
FakeBF!Suguru who, despite his initial skepticism, starts to feel inexplicably drawn to the reader and finds himself unconsciously mirroring their actions and mannerisms
FakeBF!Suguru who often amazes you by how effortlessly he slips into the role of a boyfriend, making you wonder if there's a part of him that wants this relationship to be real
FakeBF!Suguru who introduces you to his daughters, telling you about how he took them in after their family abandoned them
FakeBF!Suguru who ends up being the cause of your sleepless nights because of how much time you both spend talking on the phone or texting with each other
FakeBF!Suguru who becomes the main character to all your daydreams and fake scenarios
FakeBF!Suguru who flirts with you even when no one is around
FakeBF!Suguru who acts as a boyfriend even when you both are alone
FakeBF!Suguru whose daughters love you and want to spend more time with you
FakeBF!Suguru who starts to blur the lines between what’s fake and what’s real
FakeBF!Suguru whom you go on dates with that don’t end up on your social media
FakeBF!Suguru whom you find yourself cuddling with on the couch while watching a movie
FakeBF!Suguru who buys you flowers every weekend
FakeBF!Suguru who isn’t so fake anymore
divider by @saradika-graphics
A short poem for my love, Kento Nanami
Nanami, namami, oh dear nanami.
Why is thou not in my sheets?
Why is thy meat, not in me.
Just one slurp, I beg of thee.
Just one nut, but in me.
Rival!Takuma
Pairing: Ino Takuma x GN Reader
Warnings: fluff, (slight) angst, injury, not proofread
MDNI
Rival!Takuma who works with you under Nanami
Rival!Takuma whom you constantly compete against for Nanami’s recommendation
Rival!Takuma who tries to sabotage your missions and bring the spotlight to himself as you do to his
Rival!Takuma whom you make sure is never alone with Nanami, you can’t risk him getting closer to him than you are
Rival!Takuma who gets assigned to the same mission as you against a powerful curse
Rival!Takuma who ends up fighting the the curse all alone after you get mauled
Rival!Takuma who runs to you after the curse has been exorcized and almost cries of relief when he sees you’re still alive (you could’ve sword he’d leave you there to die)
Rival!Takuma who practically carries you to Shoko’s wing
Rival!Takuma who stays by your side the whole night as Shoko conducts your treatment
Rival!Takuma whom you see has swollen red eyes and tear stains all over his face when you gain consciousness the next morning
Rival!Takuma who gushes to Nanami about how brave you’d been during the mission when you’re not around
Divider by @plutism
Arrange Marriage Husband!Nanami
Pairing: Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Fluff, NSFW under the cut, smut, oral (fem receiving), arrange marriage, fem!reader, not proofread
MDNI
divider by @saradika-graphics
AMHusband!Nanami whom you court for a month before getting married
AMHusband!Nanami who takes you out on multiple dates trying to get to know you
AMHusband!Nanami whom you kiss for the first time at the altar
AMHusband!Nanami who sleeps on the couch outside for the first few nights
AMHusband!Nanami who is the most respectful man you have ever encountered
AMHusband!Nanami who makes your favorite breakfast (he asked your friend about it) the morning after your wedding
AMHusband!Nanami who asks you “are you okay?” every once a while
AMHusband!Nanami who makes your comfort his top priority
AMHusband!Nanami who sings your praises at every family gathering
AMHusband!Nanami who buys you a dress and takes you out on a date at a fancy restaurant on your one month anniversary
AMHusband!Nanami who buys you a huge bouquet of your favorite flowers (yes, he remembered what they are from the time you told him about them during one of your dates before your wedding) that night
AMHusband!Nanami whom you end up kissing at the doorway of your home once the night is over
AMHusband!Nanami who then carries you to your bedroom and lays you down on the bed ever so gently
AMHusband!Nanami who plants kisses all over your face, gently trailing them down to your jaw and then neck
AMHusband!Nanami who then peels off the dress he bought you, leaving you in your matching underwear set
AMHusband!Nanami who tells you you are the most beautiful woman he’s ever laid his eyes on as he sinks to his knees and spreads your legs
AMHusband!Nanami who rubs your pussy through your drenched panties before taking them off and settling his head between your legs
AMHusband!Nanami who eats you out like it’s the last meal of your life and groans against your pussy, sending vibrations through your clit
AMHusband!Nanami who gives you the best orgasm you’ve ever had using only his tongue
AMHusband!Nanami who tells you “tonight is about you” when you reach out to him
AMHusband!Nanami whom you snuggle up to as he caresses your hair while you fall asleep in his arms
AMHusband!Nanami who kisses you every chance he gets after that
Lessons in Love
In which Satoru Gojo seems to fall for Megumi's new tutor.
MDNI
Summary: You look for a private student to tutor for some extra money and end up as the private tutor of Megumi Fushiguro, a high school student and the adoptive son of Satoru Gojo.
CW: Non-Sorcerer AU, not proofread, Satoru is a single parent, kind of bratty Megumi, mentions of death
Part 1
"Hello, is this Ms. Y/L/N?"
You put down the pen you were marking papers with. "Uh yeah, that's me. Who's speaking?"
The feminine voice waves through the phone, "I'm Yui, I saw your advertisement for private tutoring online. Are you still looking for students?"
Your attention is now fully on the call, the half-marked exam sheet almost forgotten, "Yes, yes, I am."
"Great," Yui replied, "Are you open to tutoring a 9th grader?"
"Yeah, any grade from 5 to 10 is okay."
"Alright then, could you give me some information on how you conduct uour sessions?"
"Alright so, I'm a teacher myself, so I am free any time after 5 PM. I can come by your house for two hours, thrice a week."
"That sounds perfect. When can you start?"
You glance at the calendar placed on your desk. "It's the start of the month today, I can come by your house at around 6 PM, if that's okay with you."
"Okay then, I'll text you the address. The student's name is Megumi Fushiguro. If the security stops you, just tell them you are his new tutor."
And that's how you end up in front of the 5-Star hotel. Your student lives at the penthouse of this hotel. If extravagance had a look, it would be this place. With long iron gates securing the entrance, the high technology security, and the almost shiny exterior make the place look like something straight out of a wealth-centric movie.
As you step into the penthouse, you are greeted with a kind looking woman, "You must be Ms. Y/L/N. Megumi sir is in his study room."
She leads you to the room and knocks at the door. "Come in," a voice grumbles from inside.
As you step in, you are greeted with a teenage boy with dark messy hair. He sits up straight on his chair when he spots you. He gestures at the chair next to him, asking you to sit. You have dealt with multiple brats in your teaching life, but something about him screams spoiled to a whole new level. Maybe it's the private school effect.
"Hi," you plaster a smile on your face, hoping it masks your insecurity, "I'm Y/N. You new tutor."
He gives you the slightest nod, "Megumi."
You sigh. This isn't going to be easy.
---
Two hours, 4 subjects, and the littlest conversation later, the tutoring session comes to an end.
"So we can end the session for today," you tell him, packing up your things, "Can I talk to your parent?"
"My parents are dead," he says bluntly, taking you by surprise. "You can talk to Gojo. He's... my guardian. He should be home by now." He gets up from his chair and leaves the study room, causing you to follow him subconsciously.
Soon, you find yourself in the lavish living room, a large chandelier hangs at the centre of the ceiling, beneath it is a long velvet couch, and on top of the couch is a man sitting.
Not just any man.
The most beautiful man you have ever laid your eyes on.
His white hair falls on his face- the same face that seems to carry the most charming smile known to mankind. His eyes... his blue eyes so bright even the Sun would be jealous. He gets up from the couch and approaches you, offering his hand.
You shake it almost hastily. Such pretty hands... wonder what it would feel like around your neck-
FOCUS.
"I'm Satoru Gojo," his smooth voice ripples through the air, breaking the silence.
"I'm Y/N Y/L/N. Megumi's new tutor."
His smile doesn't fade as he tilts his head sideways, "So I've heard. You'd spoken to my assistant earlier this morning, yes? Yui?"
"Oh," you say, remembering the previous conversation, "Yes, I had spoken to her."
"Great. Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?"
"That wouldn't be necessary-" Megumi begins, but shuts up immediately as Gojo flashes his dimpled smile at him.
"How about you go back to your room, Megumi?" Megumi rolls his eyes subtly and leaves you both alone.
"Please, have a seat, Ms. Y/L/N." He tells you, gesturing at the velvet couch. You oblige politely.
"So, Yui tells me you are a teacher?" He asks you.
"Yes," you inform him, "I teach at a middle school."
"Ah, I see. And you are capable of tutoring a high school student?"
"Yes, yes, I am. I've been teaching since I graduated college. It's been almost 4 years now."
He nods thoughtfully. "Megumi can be... difficult at times. He's a smart kid, and he took a few advanced classes. But now he's struggling to keep up."
You nod. "Yes, he's told me that."
"Good, good. So you'll be here thrice a week for a two hour session, am I right?"
"Right."
"And Megumi is your only student?"
"Right."
He gives you a cheeky smile. "Relax, this isn't an interrogation. I'm just making sure."
You hope with all your being that there's no blush crept on your face as you chuckle nervously. "Yeah, of course."
He checks the time before continuing. "It's late. Will you able to get back alone?"
"Yes, it won't be a problem, thanks for asking."
"Do you live far?"
"A little."
"Allow me to drop you off."
"What?! No! It's fine, really."
"I insist."
"You really don't have to, but thanks."
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And that's how you find yourself in the passenger seat of Satoru Gojo's car.
A/N: This is the first time I'm sharing any of my writing online, and I know this isn't even that good. But I'm trying to get back into writing actively and I thought sharing it would motivate me further.
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