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soft dom gojo 💔

Sypnosis - Gojo being a soft dom, that's it, that's the tweet.

Warning(s) - suggestive themes, foul language, THIS PIECE IS LITERALLY ABOUT GOJO BEING A SOFT DOM EXPECT ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING

A/N - Thank you Anon...as if I don't already think about this man an unhealthy amount.

! PIECE BEGINS UNDERNEATH THE CUT !

!Soft Dom Gojo, who treats you with so much respect. He treats you as if you’re the woman who hung the moon and the stars, as if you’re the woman responsible for all of creation. To him, you are absolutely everything, and he is definitely not afraid to voice any of that. 

!Soft Dom Gojo, who worships your body like a sacred temple. He’ll lay you down and place little kisses against any bit of skin that he can reach. Typically, he starts at your head, then he peppers your face in those featherlight kisses that bring butterflies to your stomach. Slowly, they get lower and lower, his lips brushing against your chest, then your stomach, and of course, between your legs — where he will stay until you’re whining and begging him to get off. 

!Soft Dom Gojo, who won’t hold back his praise when he fucks you. His hands will be grasping your hips firmly, eyes fixated on the ripple of your hips when his snap to make contact. Your eyes are screwed shut, moans falling from your parted lips at just how deep he goes with every thrust. His lips are right beside your ear, whispering “good girl”’s and “you’re doing so well”’s like they’re his own personal mantras.  

!Soft Dom Gojo, who always puts your pleasure over his own. To him, getting you off also gets him off. Hearing your little whimpers and moans when he’s nestled between your legs has his cock straining in his pants — that which leads to him grinding against the bed while his tongue flicks at your clit.  

!Soft Dom Gojo, who can and will overstimulate you while uttering the sweetest and softest praises. His fingers are pumping in and out of you at a borderline unbearable pace while his tongue flicks at your swollen clit. You had orgasmed — what — three or four times? You honestly didn’t know, you had lost count after orgasm number two. Your hands are tangled in his hair, little gasps and broken moans falling from your lips. A thin line of drool trickles down your chin — the sight of you so fucked out almost has Gojo cumming on the spot.  

!Soft Dom Gojo, who never skips aftercare. The minute that your body relaxes against the sheets, Gojo stands from the bed and moves towards the bathroom. There he runs a hot bath and grabs one of the small hand towels folded on the side of the sink. He returns to your side, running the towel over you, smiling slightly to himself as you shiver from the sensitivity. He shushes you, hooking his arms around you and lifting you. You both share a bath, your back to his chest as he softly washes your hair and body, being careful to not accidentally brush over any part of you that may be too sensitive.  

We <3 !Soft Dom Gojo in this house.  

Imagine...

That your cursed technique allows you to create an invisible and indestructible shield around your whole entire body and can even create the same shield for your allies.

And teen!Gojo always (always) has a comment to say about said technique.

"Please, my infinity is far stronger than your flimsy shield."

For years he's been saying this even as you have proven that your cursed technique could protect anyone. Even Riko and Geto. Even Nanami and Haibara.

Even when Gojo is fighting Sukuna, the two in a heated battle where only one could win while the other dies.

Adult!Gojo was strong there was no doubt about that, but still. You couldn't stop yourself from lifting up your hand. Your entire focus on Gojo as you activated your cursed technique.

"What the-"

Sukuna snapped his gaze towards you. His final attack towards the strongest having been neutralized and the King of Curses could only find himself smirking at you, "I knew I should of figured out a way to kill you before I took out Gojo."

All the while Gojo was still breathing. His hands coming down to lay at his stomach. His upper and bottom half still attached. Sukuna's attack was so fast. Gojo was sure it would have killed him, his infinity wouldn't have been able to stop it, and yet...

Your shield was able to withstand such a force.

𐑺 ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ WHAT YOU NEED, GOJO SATORU

as much as your boyfriend gojo adores you, he never likes to give into you too easily especially when it means he can tease you a little longer.. atleast until he hears you beg for it.

summary. fem reader. creampie. a lot of teasing. a longer version of this post. edging. pet names; princess, baby. he calls you greedy affectionately. it’s still a little soft. wc, 2.1k.

note. this has been in my drafts since his birthday so i’m just clearing some stuff out. also, i miss him. i’m sorry this is barely proofread ᰔᩚ

your boyfriend gojo had always been some what of a tease, it was his own little way of loving you, always finding it somewhat rewarding when his efforts earn him one of your adorable pouts. whether it was little things like putting your belongings ridiculously high up so you couldn’t reach without him, or using his infinity to deny you of his kisses until you ask nicely.

but unfortunately, you weren’t immune to him, that’s why he was always so aware of the way a smile always threatened to pull at the corners of your lips and because of that, he always found himself smiling too.

sometimes gojo found himself thinking over his little schemes at work while his students were out training, mulling over ideas at his desk as he scrolled through your instagram feed. his free hand flicks at the edge of his blindfold before he lets it slap back along his pretty features— admiring you was one of his favourite little past times while he waits on you to reply to his text.

what will he do next to earn him one of those pretty little smiles that are reserved for only him? maybe even a few of those adorable little crystallised tears that clung to your lashes when his teasing was accompanied by the thick spread of his cock.

gojo groans at that, feeling the weight in his slacks rouse at the imagery of you beneath him— all pliant and pretty and begging for him, every tight, milking compression of your walls trying to lure out his load. you were always so greedy for it—

“oh?” the snowy haired sorcerer hums to himself as the realisation lingers, he offers himself a little relief with the press of his palm against his half-hard cock almost like a reward for his own genius thinking. he feels the weight twitch underneath his uniform slacks as his head drops back against his chair, and he sucks his lower lip between his teeth to huff when his palm squeezes along the clothed shaft.

lucky for him and his impressive brain, gojo’s just got the perfect idea to pull the exact reaction he needs out of you. even if it means he has to suffer through the remainder of the school day teaching half-hard with only you on his mind, he thinks it’ll all be worth it when he gets to return home to you to execute his little plan.

maybe not so lucky for you though, not at first atleast.

but you’re oh so tempting beneath gojo right now he almost forgets about his little mission entirely.

you’re spread out on your shared bed, soft thighs hugging around his hips and the way your lips part to pant, to moan and whine for him has his cock throbbing from where he’s letting it press into all the saccharine, sweet spots inside of you. your eyes are lidded and blown, almost rolling back with every languid rock of his hips and above all else you’re so wet and tight and close. 

but you’ve been close for the better part of about thirty minutes now and gojo knows that. that’s why whenever he feels you getting a little too close, when the flames of your orgasm begin to lick at the base of your spine and your thighs twitch— he makes sure to deliberately slow down, to pull back like he’ll leave you entirely and let you see one of his more pink-cheeked, handsome grins when you’re trying to pull him back in, thighs and pussy squeezing so hard like you’re scared he’ll pull out too soon.

he won’t, he never would… but he likes seeing you want, need him to stay.

so now you’re so needy for release you’re sweating hard, trembling beneath the huge hug of his greedy palms as they press and squeeze into your body. he’s pulling you closer until you’re flush against him, chest to chest as he smears kisses along your jawline and cheeks— like he’s trying to crawl into your skin and keep you there and he’s so big, in every sense, you can barely breathe with every rock of his hips with yours.

“s-satoru, please—“ you stutter begrudgingly, your voice breaks under the weight of your own arousal but the trembling undercurrent is only emphasised by the deliberately deep kiss of gojo’s cock with his next thrust. he likes hearing the way every wet squelch has your breath catching, lungs trembling along with your body beneath him.

“oh, you want somethin’ princess?” his reply is smug, he almost sings it along your cheek as he smears another kiss across the skin before he’s pulling back to smile again. but you can’t even be mad because the blue of his eyes glows softly when he looks at you and the next press of his hips into yours is loud and clapping as your toes curl almost painfully at his sides.

“please..” you try again and for a second gojo decides to humour you, to let his palm squeeze at your hips to pull you higher — angling you in a way that lets his cock graze sinfully along all of the right spots. for a second, you think he might let you cum but by the time you feel it, eyes rolling back as the cotton fills your mind— you feel cold as his hands leave you and you’re leaning up to grab at his shoulders, leaving crimson mark along his pale skin to pull him back over you before he can pull out and leave and he lets you so easily. so deliberately.

“gotta tell me what you need, baby.” his voice is soft as he looms over you again, tender despite the way he’s teasing you because the way he moves you, fucks you and loves you was still limitless. you feel his lips graze along your cheeks again before they press a sweet kiss to the corner of your own.

you can hear your heart in your ears, but you still manage to turn to meet his crystalline gaze as he gives you a real kiss, humming before you feel him smile against your lips. but he coaxes the answer out of you with his next languid thrust as his cock presses deep. “‘toru, ‘m so close. l-let me cum.”

“hm, what’s that? don’t know if you’re ready yet.” gojo grins as he looks over you but you recognise the way he pulls back as a good sign when his hands fall to your hips to squeeze.

“i.. i am—ah!” another slow rock into you and the lewd squelch your pussy makes has him smiling wider, letting his eyes leave yours in favour of admiring the way your slick folds spread around him. he presses his hips flush against yours with his next thrust, making you twitch— gasp at how deep it feels like he reaches before he’s watching his wet withdrawal. your slick clings to the snowy hair across his pelvis and the image makes him groan before he’s swiping his fingers through the mess you’ve made to chuckle, slender digits teasing close to your clit.

“oh, all ‘f me? such a greedy girl, aren’t ya?” you feel yourself burn when his eyes lift to touch yours again and the look alone has you reeling. your pussy squeezes tight around him and despite your foggy mind you still notice the way it makes his muscled abdomen tense, his hand on your hips squeezes almost too tight as he hisses through his teeth. he can’t keep this up forever.

“my greedy girl, hm?” gojo hums again but there’s a carnal drop in his tone this time as his lidded gaze holds yours. his snowy hair is framing his handsome, flushed features and the look of him alone makes you feel so close despite the way it’s accompanied by the trace of his hand along your stomach. you barely notice until the next press of his hands is between your thighs as he swipes at your clit. “and this pussy’s so greedy f’ me too, ‘s that it, princess?”

“s-satoru, yes! p-pleasepleaseplease!” you’re louder now, begging and panting and he fucking loves you like this as he takes up a pace that’s a little faster, heavier. it’s an improvement from the slow rock he’s kept you at majority of the night but it feels just as intimate as his fingers bare down eagerly between your folds.

“nice and loud, baby. i can’t hear you.” gojo teases despite the want that weighs heavy in his tone, words like his own plea as he lets his fingers roll your puffy clit in sticky circles. his movements pair with the back and forth stutter of his hips as he digs your orgasm out of you — breathing hard when he feels your pussy throb around him for the nth time tonight. he’ll never get tired of this feeling, of the way you’re looking at him so adoring and beautiful. “you want more of me, ‘s t-that it?”

he’s done holding back now because he’s gotten exactly what he wants, he’s got you where he needs you. the crystalline tears gathering at your lashes are killing him, you’re pretty and fucked out and he wants nothing more than to bury himself in you, to feel you squeeze and tremble beneath him as you cum.

“need you, ‘toru. i love y-you, all of you—please!” gojo repositions his knees as he begins a pace that’s a little faster, needier until each smack of his hips is loud and clapping and every quick thrust leaves you breathless, beginning to lose his pace as he presses deep into your body.

“oh yeah? who am i to say no when you’re being s-so sweet f’ me.” he smirks but he makes sure to follow it up with an i love you as he gazes down at your fucked out features, leaning close to pepper you in more smeared, messy kisses.

“‘toru, gonna cum! fuck—“ you cry for him and gojo groans low as his hips press snug and tight against yours with the first, sudden, milking compression of your walls around his cock. he’s breathing hard as he coaxes and eases you through your eventual mind-numbing orgasm, the pleasure hitting you so hard and good after all of his teasing and edging that it almost hurts as you cream around him.

“wanted all of me, princess? yeah? s-so fuckin’ good f’ me.” he’s babbling but he doesn’t stop even when you’re panting and gasping with each shockwave of bliss he fucks through you, feeling his cock finally throb inside of your soaked pussy as he gives into the needy coax of your body — rewarding you with the orgasm you’ve earned from him, the one you own.

gojo pulls away to kiss you as he cums, whining long and low against the soft press of your lips as he cums thick and heavy inside of you, every heavy rock of his hips pushing out his load as he fills you. he shudders when he feels your tongue push against his, he’s pressing more i love yous and affirmations between your lips and he almost pins you completely underneath his huge body as he continues to fuck into your sensitive pussy.

he only stops when you’re both gasping, but instead of pulling away he lets himself drop on top of you as he continues your kiss— it’s lazier now, soft kisses and pecks as he twists into you, leaving you drowsy and pliant when he pulls away to look at you again. still, he’s smirking and suddenly you’re reminded of the torture he just put you through as you consider thwacking the pretty grin off of him.

“you’re so annoying, ‘toru,”

“is that right? you were saying somethin’ different a second ago, princess. you a liar now?” gojo still manages to gasp dramatically as he sends you a pointed look and his dramatics make you roll your eyes, considering it’s all you can do with the way his huge body blankets you.

you couldn’t roll away from him even if you tried, you’re not trying to either when you feel his fingers trace wobbly hearts into your waist.

“you’re evil,” another kiss and you know he’s won when his eyes seem to glimmer smugly as you give into him so easily. but still because you love him, you let your arms circle around his shoulders as he leaves your lips to send you a dramatic pout with his next crystalline, puppy dog blink. although he can still barely hide his smirk as his eyes narrow.

“mmm, so mean. i preferred the pretty sounds you were makin’ a second ago. you gonna let me hear them again, hm?”

“satoru!”

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3 Pink Roses Mean, "I Love You"

- Nanami Kento (Master-list)

synopsis: In exchange for financial security, you and Nanami Kento sign a contract agreeing to live as couples. Sex is not required from you. What Nanami seeks is a partner he can come back home to since his busy work life forbids him from keeping a relationship while you, a college student, needs help with money. Falling in love has never been this hard.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

“BUT IM IN SO DEEP, YOU KNOW IM SUCH A FULL FOR YOU.”

choso kamo x reader.

warnings: very fluffy, implied height difference between reader and choso (he’s taller), KIND OF A DIFFERENT REALITY where everyone’s alive and well.

summary: in which, choso doesn’t like listening to those who aren’t close to him but he’d do a lot for you!

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choso was new to the whole “being a human” thing. he didn’t quite understand how humans interacted fully, especially around those they were interested in.

yuji has helped him get a better understanding of human interactions, telling him modern day, how to start a conversation and how to keep it going, and lastly, in yujis words the most important part, how to treat a woman you are attracted to. choso is very thankful for his brother and he knows his other brothers would’ve helped him the same way if they could.

so, small interactions between himself and those around him are very important to him. he’s also starting to realize how important you are to him aswell.

“hey, choso, can you give me that chocolate bar?” nobara yelled from her spot on the couch. yuji had invited a few of his close friends over, not realizing choso was going to be home (which meant he had to invite his teachers, he knows choso would be happy you were here though).

“i’m doing laundry for my brother, maybe megumi can grab it for you.” choso avoided her question, not really enjoying the fact she was so comfortable with ordering him around. megumi immediately held his hand up to shut up nobara as she went to ask him.

choso was not doing laundry, he was sitting on a couch with you sitting beside him, part of the reason why he didn’t want to get up and do anything for anyone. he’d rather be close to you than not.

“kamo! my favourite little man, can you lend me your time and grab those chocolate bars.”

choso’s eyes twitched at gojo’s words and his use of his last name as he let out a annoyed sigh, scrolling on the phone yuji had given him. he ignored the older man’s words and continued scrolling through instagram.

“hi.” you whispered to the man beside you, ignoring those around you as they talked loudly.

“hello.” choso’s voice was soft as he scanned your face, taking in how perfect you looked today.

“i don’t want to be a bother but can you maybe, please, help me grab some snacks for everyone in the kitchen?” you smiled softly at the man beside you, his attention directed to you immediately.

“of course.” choso spoke as he stood up surprisingly quick to help you, despite the fact he had brushed off many of those around him when they had asked him to do something.

you both began to walk to the kitchen, ignoring everyone’s banter.

“sorry, i just couldn’t figure out how to get to this thing.” you pointed towards a cabinet that had chips in it. it was too high for you to reach.

“no need to apologize. i’d do anything for you.” choso’s words came out on instinct. it took him a minute to realize how crazy he sounded after saying something like that to you.

his back was turned to you as he reached for the cabinet with shaky hands, obviously thinking about what he had just let slip out.

he failed to see how flushed you had become, a nervous laugh escaping your throat at his words.

you’d do the same for him, if you were able to reach the cabinet.

“oh! haha.” you said, stammering for words as choso turned to look at you with embarrassment evident on his face.

“i’m sorry, yuji told me i can’t just say words out loud like that.”

he began rambling, apologizing and trying to justify what he meant. you felt the same way, guess this is the right time to tell him.

“choso, i would do the same for you.”

“you would?” choso blinked at you with wide eyes as his head was tilted slightly in confusion, you almost cooed at the sight. he was so cute.

you moved closer towards him, looking around to make sure nobody was near the kitchen, thankfully you could hear everyone chattering in the living room still.

“yeah. of course.” you whispered, being so close to him you felt you didn’t need to talk loudly. he would listen to you no matter how loud or quiet you talked.

“your lips are pretty.”

your eyes widened at his words, now becoming flustered as his eyes flicked between your lips and your eyes.

choso was so nervous, he was just saying anything that came to mind!

you stared at him for a moment, debating on what to do.

you only had one thought on your mind, yet you didn’t want to let your nervousness stop you from doing it. the two of you being so close to each other made you sweat.

you have found choso endearing for a while but you were too afraid to voice your feelings as he seemed very closed off. one thing you learned about him, was he hated others giving him options or orders.

“can i kiss you?”

choso hated being given options or orders (see what i did there), he enjoyed the sound of this one though.

he stumbled over his words, choosing to just nod his head instead.

you leaned in, your eyes fluttering shut as you kissed him.

choso was in awe as he kept his eyes open for a second, closing them after feeling the touch of your lips against his.

his had made its way to your waist, while the other held your face.

the kiss felt so perfect to choso that he almost failed to remember you both had to breathe.

you pulled away with a pant as you looked at the flustered man infront of you.

his eyes were lidded as he panted, a small smile on his face as he looked at you.

you grinned, feeling like a school girl with a crush.

“yuji told me that normally kissing means you take interest in the person… is that true?” choso shyly asked and you couldn’t help but laugh as you grabbed the chips beside him.

“yes, it’s true, i’m very interested in you cho’. let’s get these snacks back out there, yeah?” you smiled happily at him and choso almost felt his heart stop.

“yeah.”

this interaction had certainly taught choso a few things.

he would do anything you asked him to do, he’s interested in you, and you’re interested in him too!

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a/n: ahhh this is so bad. anyways, i’ve never written anything for choso so this was a first! it was kind of cringey but let’s also keep in mind choso doesn’t get a lot of action like this before becoming “human” 😭

leave requests please or recommendations!

Ok here comes nothing..

Satoru talking to inanimate objects like coffee machine etc about you..both pre-relationship and in relationship.

satoru was a weirdo; that wasn’t surprising, a fun fact; it’s just who he was; new things developed throughout his life.

… one of those would be talking to “things.”

it’s not that weird when you think about it; we all think out loud, but he just went the extra mile talking to “things.”

satoru was always nervous when it came to you; you made him sweaty, always had him stuttering, and he was even nervous to get your number.

but he had to, by any and all means, have you.

so he did the best thing his mind could come up with… talking to his chair in his bedroom. the one he sat in whenever he had time to relax.

he sucked in air and closed his eyes, held them for 10 seconds, then slowly released them, looking at the chair.

his legs spread out, his elbows were on top of his knees, and his fingers were interlocked over his mouth.

“so… there’s this girl... FUCK!” his embarrassment clearly flowing through. he’s done this before, but actually sitting down and doing it was weird.

it took a couple of tries for him to actually sit and talk to the chair, but he did it, breathing in and out, then going straight for the goal.

“… she’s so great. the sparkle in her eyes makes me smile; i just… can’t get enough.”

his face and ears flushing, quickly covering his ears, and flopping back onto the bed,

screaming from embarrassment but a little bit of excitement.

after that talk with his chair, he finally asked you out, and bam, you’re on your second year of being together.

of course, all the anxiety and awkwardness didn’t go away, but he had his trusted chair to talk to.

his head swinging to the side behind the door to see if you left yet, quickly closing the door, and sitting down on his bed looking at the chair.

“bro sometimes i just get so... UGHHHH!!” he screams out, putting both his hands on the sides of his head and then pushing his hair back.

he sucks in a breath and releases it, shaking his leg and staring down at the chair.

“i just get awkward; i love her.” he laughs and gets up, tapping the arm chair looking at the ceiling.

“nice talk.”

the talking in his chair got less and less unless he had problems where he had no outlet to express himself.