I LOVE YOU GUYS SO FUCKING MUCH

I LOVE YOU GUYS SO FUCKING MUCH ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

THE TOE TAPPIES!!!! Ohmygoodnesss 🥹

He’s done it all his life 😭🩵🩵🥺

When wearing his shirt gets you into a bit of trouble…

Gojo x reader! Tehe 🤭I love this man so much

Prompt- you walk around the house in short shorts and gojo oversized t shirt, turning him on. Obviously it lead to…y’know 👀. Also, I wanted to experiment a lil, reader is a virgin, and on top for her first time.

Tw- smutsmutsmutsmut lots of it- dirty talk, praise and degradation at the same time?! Hmmmmm…

What’d you expect? Walking around the house in his shirt, hanging loosely off your shoulders, barely covering your perfect, perky ass. God, he wanted to bend you over the counter and fuck you right there and then. But, he wanted to make sure you were ready for your first time.

And you were, you may have been a virgin, but you weren’t stupid. He might be the strongest, but he’s weak in the knees when it comes to you. You’re all his, and you know it.

Believe him when he says he’ll fuck the doubt right out of you.

And now you’re lowering your perfect ass onto his painfully erect cock, his shirt you were wearing now discarded on the floor, along with the rest of your clothes.

“Toru- s’too big-“ you whimper out, tears springing into your eyes as your tight, wet pussy gets accommodated to his size.

“Aw c’mon baby~ you begged me to let you fuck me, what happened?” He mocks you, a smirk plastered on his lips, obviously enjoying the way you’re struggling to adjust. “Here sweetheart, lemme help you with that.”

Famous last words.

He lets out a moan, his eyes rolling back when his hips buck up, filling you to the brim with his cock, earning a loud, lewd cry from your pretty little mouth.

“Ah! T-toru fuck!”

“What’s wrong sweetheart? S’too much?” A smug smirk appears on his face, his hips bucking up to meet yours, making you see stars.

Your cute little cock drunk babbles make him thrust up into you even harder, the lewd noise of skin on skin filling the room, along with your loud moaning.

“S’close T-toru!” You whine out, bouncing up and down on his cock at a fast pace.

“F-fuck sweetheart- sure this- hah- isn’t your first time?” Satoru pants, his eyes fluttering and his face contorting in pleasure, making you smirk down at him.

“Hmph- thought you said it might be t-too much.” Your pussy tightens around him, nearing your own orgasm, making his eyes roll back in pure bliss.

“F-fuck baby-“ you quickly shut him up by catching his lips in a hungry kiss, demanding more. Your hips bounce up and down on his furiously- making him cry out unexpectedly.

Oh you’re gonna have some fun with him now.

“Damn Toru- didn’t think you’d be the one moaning and whimpering beneath me.” A mischievous glint in your eyes, riding him faster and harder.

That’s before hips hips buck right back up into yours, making you yelp in surprise, his tip hitting your cervix perfectly.

“God- toru- m’close-“ you whine out, a mix of triumph and lust on his face. At this point you can’t tell who’s in charge.

“Cum f’me then.” He says, low and husky with desire. Your orgasm crashes into you with the force of a freight train- white hot pleasure coursing through your senses, making you moan even louder than before, collapsing on top of him.

“Sweetheart I’m not done with you yet.”

Okay stick with me but-

Roommate Sukuna!? Stoner AU 😭

Who walks in on you rolling a joint- making you jump in surprise. But he helps you out with it, and a little playfully banter here and there. You joke about recalling a time you hit a joint from between your friends boobs, and you jokingly ask if you guys should try it out.

“Don’t tempt me roomie.” He chuckles low, his gaze daring you to put the joint between your cleavage, already turning him on with the cute little lace tank top you decided to put on today. You take him up on his dare, teasing him, slowly slipping the joint between your boobs.

His hands find their way to your waist, lightly pulling you closer, and his other hand trails up to your side, teasing you. His head dips down a bit, his hands holding you in place as he takes a hit of the joint nestled between your breasts.

“What’s running through that pretty little head of yours sweetheart?” He whispers low in your ear, exhaling the smoke from his lungs, the marijuana heightening both of your senses, his eyes hazy from the weed, and something else. “S’kuna…” you hold back a gasp, a slight flush on your cheeks.

“Tell me what you want baby. Use your words.”