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Satoru Gojo. He was the strongest jujustu sorcerer, most intricate, most diligent, and most childish. Satoru Gojo is my teacher.

“Gojo sensei!” Yuji came running towards the teacher, Nobara Kugisaki hot on his trail

“Hide me sensei!” Yuji quickly hid behind Gojo while the teacher laughed

“I’m gonna kill you Itadori!!” She came running towards him quickly with anger. Megumi sighed following after the two while I chuckled at their interactions. I nudged Megumi playfully

“C’mon ‘gumi, it’s funny” he cracked a small smile. We walked back to the group and while I was amused with the interaction, I couldn’t help but be distracted by a certain white haired man. I forced my head to turn to my classmates instead before I lost myself

“Y/n please get her!!” Yuji shouted towards me. I laughed at him

“Sorry no can do, we have training soon. Gotta go buddy” I made an excuse to get out of there, leaving Yuji with Nobara. I chuckled at the thought while walking to my dorm to change for our training exercises. I hurried and changed into a pair of shorts and cropped tee before I heard a knock on my door. I opened it to see Nobara

“We’re about to start training” she looked at my outfit, “woah, love your outfit!” I thanked her and complimented her outfit. Today was a hot day so it wasn’t surprising seeing her in shorts and a tee either. We walked together to the field laughing and talking

Once we showed up we saw Yuji training with panda and Megumi training with Maki. I smiled at the way panda was throwing Yuji

“What the hell are they doing?” My voice sounding amused until we heard a voice behind us

“I could ask you the same thing” I jumped at the voice so close to my ear and turned to see Gojo. Nobara also being scared started to yell at Gojo until Maki called her over. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw Gojo

“You scared me” I chuckled looking at the man wishing I could stare into his eyes and not a blindfold. He had his infamous smirk plastered on his face

“You ready for training?” He moved his face closer to mine. My cheeks tented a light pink as I started getting flustered. I moved my face to the side hoping he wouldn’t notice

“Yeah a-always” I mentally cursed myself for stuttering. His smirk grew into a cheeky smile

“Good because you’ll be training with me” I turned to him quickly with my eyes wide

“W-what?” I asked in disbelief, “but I’m nowhere near as experienced as you” I tried to reason with him. He had the cockiest smirk on his face

“That’s why I’m going to teach you” he moved in close and whispered right by my ear. My face turned red all the way to the tips of my ears. He leaned back and even though I can’t see his eyes a chill went down my spine as his eyes raked over my body

“Cute outfit sweetheart” with a last compliment he was on his merry way down to the other students. I couldn’t believe what just happened. Surely I was imagining it, I mean he is THE Satoru Gojo. He wouldn’t be flirting with a student like me when he could have anyone he wanted

“Y/n!” I was broken out of my thoughts when my name was called over by none other than the man who has me so flustered, “we’re deciding partners, come join” his smirk was teasing at this point. I nodded my head and silently walked over to the group

Yuji was paired with panda, Maki was paired with Nobara, and Megumi was paired with Toge. Of course I already knew my partner. I don’t understand why he chose me but he’s Satoru Gojo, I can’t really question him

Everyone started in hand to hand combat. I looked to Gojo with determination and slight confusion. I got in stance and my nervousness must’ve shown because he lightly chuckled

“Ok sweetheart, let’s see what you’ve got” with two fingers he motioned me forward in a ‘come higher’ movement. With a determined look I started a run towards him and tried to blow a hit onto his face but he dodged and grabbed my hand, forcing it behind my back and him right along with it. He leaned in close to me

“Got to be quicker than that” His voice seductive giving chills down my spine. With my head unfocused he sweeped my legs from under me and forced me onto my stomach. I moaned out in pain while Gojo internally enjoyed every bit of this predicament

After he let me go we went a couple more rounds that all ended with me in sultry positions. Everyone stopped training when the sun began to set, that was our cue to stop as well. I started packing everything I brought with me and my mind was going a million miles a minute with suggestive thoughts. I shook my head to clear them and began to walk back until I hear my voice called again by the same man. I turned and walked back trying not to think of every way this man could have me bent over and mushy brained

“I just wanted to tell you, you did an amazing job today!” He said energetically. I scoffed

“I didn’t land a single hit on you though” I looked around and almost everyone was gone, those who weren’t were on their way. I turned back to him and he had his head tilted, almost as if he was studying me

“If you landed a hit, it would be because I let you.” Once he stated that my cheeks grew flushed once again and I avoided looking at the man once again. I hate how stupid it is but I grew wet just from that sentence

“Anyways I wanted to give you a little reward for holding your own” he spoke back to his normal voice. I looked up at him confused which just drove him to go on

“C’mon, follow me” he spoke in a chipper voice with me following after him quietly. He led us to his classroom

“What are we doing in here Gojo sensei?” I asked confused. He smiled at me and for some reason it sent major chills down my spine

“Could you sit up here for a moment while I grab something?” He patted the desk and I slowly nodded not getting how he didn’t ask me to sit at a desk instead but following anyways. I sat on the desk patiently while he riffled through his drawers

“Sensei Gojo?” I asked out. He looked up at me with a smile that made my heart stop and my legs subtly rub together

“Call me Satoru sweetheart” I flushed a deep red. I nodded my head

“Satoru… what is my reward?” I asked with my interest piqued. He smiled brightly when he found what he was looking for and quickly grabbed it. Before I could see what it was he hid it behind his back and walked in front of me

“It’s a surprise. Close your eyes” I listened almost instantly. He hummed in satisfaction. Satoru leaned both of his arms on each side of me, caging me into him as he leaned in close. My breath was caught in my throat as I felt his presence so close. Suddenly I felt our lips connect in surprise causing my lips to part in surprise

Satoru took this as an opportunity for entrance with his tongue. I leaned into the kiss as our tongues fought for dominance, obviously he won. I was so caught up in the kiss I didn’t notice his hand slip into my shorts and suddenly there was buzzing. I broke the kiss as I moaned feeling the buzzing on my clit. Gojo leaned back to watch my face with a grin

“Oh good, you like your surprise” he boasted and reveled in the way I twitched and bucked my hips. I looked to his face while moaning just wishing I could see his eyes

“Satoru” was all I could get out. My hands looked for some place to hold as I raised my hands and gripped the edge of the desk. His grin grew as did the tent of his pants. Satoru turned the vibrator frequency up and my head flew back

“Please” Was all I could say. What I was begging for? I don’t know. He pressed the vibrator impossibly closer and my legs started to shake as my eyes rolled back

“Aww are you about to cum?” He mocked me. Just as I was on the edge of my orgasm he turned the vibrator off. I whined in disappointment

“Don’t worry sweetheart, the real surprise is right here” he started to unbuckle his pants. I sat back up and looked where his hands were. I’ve been dreaming of him since I met him, I was practically drooling already. He paused his movements

“Do you want this?” He asked suddenly in a serious tone. I nodded my head frantically

“Please, want it so bad” I practically pleaded. His smile came back and he hurried to get his pants off. Once he unbuckles his pants he takes them off and throws them somewhere in the room. He quickly got rid of his shirt along with it. I couldn’t help but stare at his physique, entranced by a body that looks like it was sculpted by the gods

I reached out and trailed my nails along his abdomen softly. His breath hitches at the contact of my skin and he chuckles

“Like what you see?” He teased with a smirk. I merely nodded then looked up into his blindfold

“Yes, very much”

I figured this was long enough so part 2 coming soon bby’s

Stomach Bulge- Gojo Satoru x Reader

WC: 1,145 (?)

TW: I’m bad at this but NSFW, size difference (?), kinda sub! gojo, kinda public, lmk what to add or take away!!

"Hey Satoru?"

"Yeah?"

"Wanna have sex?"

"H-HUH?! [Y/N] we're in public!" He nearly shouts, turning a bright red at your straightforwardness.

Currently you're at a local bar with your colleague Satoru Gojo. The two of you are definitely tipsy, hence the straightforwardness.

"You didn't answer the question Satoru~" You playfully wink at him. He just stares at you stunned, like this is some kind of trap and if he says yeah you'll yell at him.

"It's not a trap I promise." You say giggling. He squints his eyes at you still trying to figure out if you're being serious. You just grab his arm and pull him in for a deep kiss, instantly swirling your tongue around his.

Gojo turns bright red from your actions but goes with it anyways, allowing you to take control of the situation.

"So do you want to have sex?" You whisper in his ear with a seductive tone. He just nods at you, hypnotized by your actions. Wasting no time you grab his hand and lead him to your car.

You're just a little tipsy, not drunk enough to not be able to drive. You drive your car to a parking lot nearby that's nearly deserted with only a few other cars parked, far away from your own.

"What're we doing here?" He asks with a certain innocence to his voice that makes you chuckle.

"Do you prefer the back seat or the front seat?" He just stares at you confused, for what? Before it finally hits him, sex, duh.

"O-Oh I don't mind either." He says embarrassed. You just laugh at his awkwardness and undo your seatbelt, sitting up and straddling his lap.

This time when you initiate the kiss it isn't as forceful, it's slow and gentle. His lips are soft and plump, and he tasted like beer but not the bitter kind, the kind that's severely sweetened.

"God what did you drink earlier you taste so sweet." You say, sticking your tongue out in disgust. He just smiles at you and pulls you back in for another kiss, this time more heated.

The kiss quickly turns desperate as he slides his slender hands up your shirt, feeling your warm skin. Your hands reach up and tangle with his silky white locks. You kick the lever on the side of the chair causing the seat to fly backwards, giving the two of you more room.

"Fuck more please more." You whine out. The two of you had been kissing to long, you needed more of him asap.

The two of you begin dry humping/grinding on each other. Trying to cause any and all friction on both of your lower areas.

By now Gojo has completely removed your shirt, throwing it to the side. Moving away from your mouth he slowly trails down your neck, leaving wet open mouthed kisses. Occasionally sucking on one area a little longer than the rest, leaving small hickeys.

While he's focused on your neck you take this opportunity to remove his shirt, feeling up and down his toned body. Occasionally brushing across his nipples, earning a breathy groan.

When he's finally content with the amount of hickeys he left on your neck he swiftly undoes your bra, throwing it to the side. You try to hold back a blush but you feel so exposed in front of the blue eyes in front of you, like he's literally seeing through your entire being.

"You're so pretty [Y/N]." He mumbles in a daze, slowly he starts fondling your breasts, licking and nipping at them occasionally causing you the moan.

All you can do is grind down against his clothed dick and try to find some relief for the warm pool in your abdomen.

"Satoru please, please fuck me already." You moan out, getting sick of his slow sensual pace.

"So needy." He chuckles, pulling away from your chest and undoing his belt. You do the same, making quick work of your jeans, leaving you in just your panties and him in just his boxers.

The two of you grind against each other through the thin material, your panties soaking wet, and his boxers leaking with pre-cum. Your forehead falls against his, the two of you panting like dogs in heat, unable to put thoughts together, too focused on each other's warmth.

Getting sick of dry humping Gojo slides his hands down your curves until he reaches your thighs. Slowly he slides his slim fingers down your thighs, getting closer and closer to where you needed him most.

"Can I take these off?" He asked pulling on your panties. You just nod unable to form a coherent sentence.

Slowly he slides them off, trying to avoid ripping the fabric. You pull on the hem of his boxers, signaling for him to take them off as well. He complies leaving the two of you fully naked on one another.

When he removes his boxers his dick springs free, and honestly surprises you a little. You didn't think they could be that big, but you're the adventurous type, you could handle it...right?

Gojo slowly traces up and down your folds, teasingly. He watches your every expression, watching carefully to see how you react to every small movement.

"Fuck just do it." You huff out grinding against his finger, your pussy is begging to be filled and he's taking way too long.

He happily complies, slowly sinking one finger into you. You instantly become a moaning mess as you practically ride his finger, trying to get it to hit deeper and deeper.

He slowly removes his finger causing a whine of disapproval to escape your lips. You look down at the man your straddling with hooded eyes. He looks just as hot and bothered as you do. His dick looks painfully hard, throbbing and red, wanting to fill you up.

"You r-ready?" He huffs, lining himself up but not entering. He teases your entrance, sliding up and down your folds earning an impatient moan from you. Even in a scenario like this he still finds a way to tease you.

Feeling impatient from his teasing you decided to take matters into your own hands. You wrap your hand around his dick, lining it up yourself and plunging down on his dick. He released a whiny high pitched moan from surprise.

"F-Fuck you're s-so big Satoru." You cling onto him trying to adjust to his length. He wraps his arms around your waist, holding you steady as he tries to catch his breath.

"Can I m-move?" He says barely over a whisper, you just nod into the crook of his neck. He starts off slowly, pumping in and out of you.

The two of you are both a mess. Drooling and moaning all over each other, enjoying every minute of each others company.

"F-Faster please." You mumble into his neck and he just nods, picking up the pace. He's practically abusing your pussy, merciless pounding up into you. You peel yourself off of his skin and hold onto his shoulders.

You lean in and take him into a sloppy kiss, it was more of the two of you sucking on each others tongues than kissing. He pulls away to catch his breath.

"[Y-Y/N] look." He huffs out grabbing your hand off of his shoulder. He leads your hand down to your stomach where you can feel his dick slightly bulge out with every harsh thrust. You become a blushing mess, he's practically rearranging your organs right now and you're enjoying every minute of it.

"I'm so close." He whines as you squeeze on him. Your hand slides down from your stomach to your pussy, abusing your clit to catch up to his climax.

"Fuck, Satoru I'm almost there." The two of you lean into a sloppy moaning kiss as he harshly thrusts up and into your swollen hole.

Finally he pulls out of you and cums onto his stomach, thick white liquid comes rushing out, he's barely keeping it together, a mix of whines and moans escape his plump lips.

You grab his arm and grind against his fingers and you rub your aching clit, chasing your own orgasm. It arrives like a wave, washing over you, and you release all over him.

You collapse against his chest, trying to catch your breath after some of the best sex you've ever had. He slowly wraps his arms around you, squeezing you gently.

"That was amazing [Y/N]." He says, panting. You just nod into the crook of his neck.

"Yeah, yeah it was."

taking resquest!: they can be any type of reading like smut, fluff, angst, and etc, but please be patient I put my whole heart into these for your liking!

warnings: semi-public, fingering, teasing

featuring: rengoku, giyuu, sanemi, Uzui, nanami, toji, gojo, sukuna, kazuha, itto, ayato, diluc, xiao, and so on…

I sat myself in the back of my car's trunk on a dark night, as I was resting my back on the cold metal feeling a shiver go down my spine, my partner coming and closing me in by their arms leading me to no way out, earning such a small eye contact only getting distracted by the laugher of people coming towards our way. we were hiding in a large parking lot, so we both kept quiet but only the laughter leading to a loud crowd of people in front of the car but far away, feeling a hand go down my pants, I gasped loudly only getting my mouth covered by my partners hand. I look at them in fear of getting caught, or looked at, only for them to start playing with my cunt, they started whispering sweet little things in my ear, getting all hot and breathing heavy, I rocked my hips slowly feeling fingers press inside of me, I moan loud in my partners hand felt myself getting sweaty as they were thrusting their fingers in and out. I tried my best not to moan and catch the whole crowds attention but the way they were moving their fingers made my knees weak, I was so scared of getting caught, we weren't to far from the crowd way before but the way my partner was doing me dirty just felt good to even ruin it. I hold them tightly feeling my knees getting weaker and weaker,

"I know you like this, you want everyone to see how much of a dirty slut you are for me right?"

only a few moans came out but you didn't wanna agree to it, cause you knew deep down that you were enjoying this more than anything, you wanted sweet revenge on them, so you decided to put your knee in between their crotch going at it back and forth, you heard a moan come out of their mouth making you feel more weaker than before, their moans were like music to your ears, so you decided to tease them a little more by rocking your knee faster but it was no use they inserted another finger in you making your stop and hold in your moans. You tried so hard yet, you couldn't keep it up, so you use your foot and rub them for the outside of their pants, you guys felt like you were on cloud nine seeing stars and reaching to your climax, when all of sudden you moan loud, only getting interrupted by

by your partners lips pressing on yours leading to a hard long kiss, so that you don't drag attention to yourself...you came hard still feeling their fingers inside of you, feeling a wet spot on your partner pants including yours, only looking at each-other and laughing in silence, getting yourself ready to leave and continue back at home ;)..

❝ HELL ON HEELS . . ! ❞

ᡴꪫ sum. it's your third day on the job as a flight attendant. you work around a lot of snobby rich elites, but a particular one catches your eye. a particular one who tips you $300 dollars in cash and wants way more than just your uninvited attention.

wc. 6.5k

warnings. fem! reader, sugar daddy!gojo au, this is how gojo and reader meet, mile high club trope, flight attendant reader, age gap (early twenties/early thirties), semi public sēx, praise kink, degradation, dry humping, squırting, spanking, edging.

an. thank u to everyone who voted for this on the poll <3

the low-pitched whirring of the plane’s engine was quite loud. white noise could be heard through first class as you walked alongside the aisle. with a heavy sigh, you’d just wish the day would be over. the overall duration of the flight was about a good two hours, not too bad but you were already over it. dealing with haughty a-list celebrities or elites as a whole wasn’t for the weak. a majority of them were rude, snobby, and just stuck up individuals. except for one . .

as thick pieces of rubber stick against your heels and clank against the carbon fibre floor, you sashay through and from the rows before a cheeky voice calls over to you. “excuseee me, miss ‘ttendant,” and you crane your neck to where it was coming from. sat right by the window near the left— draped in nothing but a sable-black tuxedo with a pricey g-shock wrapping around his wrist, he simpers. “do you ahh, mind if you . . ?”

“huh,” you quirk your eyebrows into a brow before he nods his head up toward the cabin compartment above all of the seats. “oh,” you give him a soft smile. he takes a quick glance at your name tag that’s glued on the left side of your blazer. you lean over against him, reaching towards the latch to pull it down. the more you get close to him, the more you smell his cologne. it’s so strong, you were sure it was some kind of expensive designer brand. a small grunt leaves your lips as you stretch before just when you’re about to pry open the cabinet, the plane grumbles with a rude shake. a rude shake in which you fall—right onto the older man’s lap who’s got the smuggest grin.

“we’re experiencing a bit of turbulence up here, sincerest apologizes passengers..”

the pilot mutters through the intercom— it’s blaring through the speakers. he talks for about seven seconds, as well as reminding for everyone to have their seatbelts on at all times before he stops.

as if things couldn’t have been anymore embarrassing, your face lands right into his crotch. “oh my god—i’m so sorry sir,” you try to atone, sitting up and as you’re up so close to him, you take a moment to actually get a good glimpse at the man.

he was pretty, simply no denying it. you knew him from anywhere. gojo satoru, the gojo satoru. the snowy white hair was a dead giveaway.

he was more of a well known business man—a ceo of some hot shot company. he had his own clothing brand, does lots of men photoshoots, and even modeled a bit in his early twenties. although, the more you gawk at him, the more it seems like he barely even aged. gojo looks like he was still in his twenties, he had a bit of a stubble but was quite really well shaved. azul-blue eyes return the stare right back at you as you take in his prepossessing features for just a bit longer.

god, he was handsome.

gojo’s hair was neatly neat, a simple slick back of a sort with a few strands of white hair running down his face. he brings a wrist up to his face to rub his mouth before covertly humming. “. . oh, am i that good lookin’, princess?”

you gulp once he catches you staring, and then it hits you again,

you were still dumbly laid on his lap as he’s gazing into your eyes with the most complacent grin. “i-i’m sorry,” you mumble, cringing at your own stutter. thankfully, it was probably about four am, it was a private jet and only a few other passengers scattered around the sectioned row. sitting up, you rub your neck sheepishly before sighing. “i . . don’t usually fall on passengers during on my shifts.”

“heh well i’d hope not,” he teases. “oh, and don’t worry about getting my luggage by the way,” and his eyes trail you down before he glances at your name tag again. “hm, i think i’d like to request something else though,” and the more you stare into his pretty cerulean eyes, the more you get lost in them.

his eyes were equivalent to a maze, you’re always getting lost in his pretty irises—never finding your way out. “you’re probably all sore from walkin’ around in those heels, how ‘bout you take a little break?”

and he was right. the entire lower parts of your calves were a bit sore, so you do. you take a break . . although,

your 'break' mainly consists of you being hunched over, propped up in front of gojo’s seat with him eating you out from behind like a starved man. your bottom lip feels all numb and puffed from chewing on it for so long. your lips part into an exaggerated ‘o’ as your head’s repeatedly being pressed against the back of the airplane seat in front of you. the softly made material rubs against your face and you moan. some older woman was snoring in the front of it, headphones plugged in both sides of her ears.

thank god, you prayed whatever heavy metal track she was listening to would distract her slumber from hearing your loud, whiny moans.

alas again, by ‘break’, you didn’t expect this but you weren’t exactly complaining either. with gojo’s tongue rummaging against your clit, it had you gasping for desperate various breaths. “s-sirrrr,” you whimper, a lewd smile pursing against your lips. two broad hands of his had your jade-colored business skirt pulled up all the way to the very hem of your torso— just about reaching near your now wrinkled blazer. as you sling an arm over the seat in front of you, you whine once his nose prods against your soddened entrance. “ngh, ‘m gettin’ close again i think. f-fuck, right there.”

“please, call me satoru, baby,” he whispers against your pussy. you shudder from the coldness of his breath aerating against your bare skin—you whine once his palm swats by your right ass cheek, giving it a mean spank. “ooh,” he coos from the recoil of your rear. so pretty, it was quite funny how things even escalated so quickly.

right before he was buried into the depths of your plush thighs, you were just chatting with him. gojo had a charm to him. he was a lot different from the other stuck up elites you occasionally dealt with. he was quite easy to talk to. you make it a habit to talk to each passenger, despite how snobby they might come across anyway.

with him though, he was a pure smooth talker.

gojo showered you with a plethora of compliments. it came natural, it didn’t seem forced—he’d point out your pretty eye color, your hair, just anything. with your job, you were used to getting a few compliments here and there—but he’d go all out, all out in a way where it makes your heart flutter and fly. you’re rutting your ass against his face, loving the way his wet tongue curls into a few alphabetic letters. he’s just filthy. each breath that escapes from your lips as if it was being held captive felt like it was gonna be its last.

“so . . fuckin’ sweet,” he purrs, dragging a thumb down your slit for a moment. gojo takes a second to admire the way you easily soak in his digit, such a breathtaking sight inside. lewd, but breathtaking. “mhm, look at her givin’ me a little show. move your ass against my face a little more, sweetheart. yeah, fuck.”

your heart does jumping jacks at his dialogue. his voice was deep, rich—and seductive.

the silvery band of his watch continues to skim all across your skin as your hips judder. you shiver, feeling yourself about to reach your inevitable orgasmic peak before you moan out loud. you tried to suppress your noises, you did—but it was no use. you’re already biting at your hardened knuckles but oh, his tongue.

every few seconds, he’d break away to spit and slobber on your pussy. his nose consistently smears all against your folds, getting you ten times more wetter than you already were. he’s nasty, making sure you keep that arch for him. your skirt was pulled up and all wrinkled. the teeth-shattering stimulation makes you feel nerves surge all throughout your body like galvanic electricity.

“s- satoruuu.” you’d huff out in tiny pants, feeling your tummy cave in a few times. your sweet moan, its like a tune—a harmony, hell, it was melodic. he’d listen to you whine his name like that all day if he could. a gentle hand of his runs down your twitching leg, giving every part of your body from behind attention.

he was starting to get addicted, you were too sweet . . candied even, it was dangerous. he’s always had a bit of a sweet tooth anyways and perhaps you were his new favorite treat.

the raving pace of his tongue was simply relentless. you’re gripping onto the back of the seat for dear life, barely able to keep up with him.

ethereal ivory lashes of his open and close every millisecond that passes. it’s as if time was going slow for you— of course it was though, considering how you were thousands of feet in the air. you don’t know why, but the thought of someone just walking by and stumbling upon you all bent over for a passenger,

not just a passenger but the gojo satoru . .

you’d be lying a bit if you said it didn’t turn you on a bit. you knew it was against policy to screw on the job, in the air at that, but it was the middle of the night and partly everyone onboard was asleep anyway. having some affluent attractive guy right between your thighs, you were living the dream. you thought this only happened in the movies.

“aw, don’t give up on me just yet, pretty,” he soothes a tune against your cunt. after a while, gojo’s speedy flicking of his tongue transitioning to pure sucks. you’re shaking within the suction of his mouth. it’s almost too much to bare yet you didn’t want him to stop. he knows just the right tempo to make you roll your eyes back too. with prying hands, gojo’s spreading open your ass a bit more to lick a deeper area with his tongue. you zealously whine once he playfully uses a thumb to poke against your puckering hole. “mhm, yeah. thaaaat’s it, but don’t be so loud though, princess. i know we’re in the back row but still, heh.”

and with that— he gifts your ass another smack. he proudly relishes in your lewd, pornographic reactions. you’re an entire mess and he’s slurping your fervor shamelessly.

“s- satoruuuu, fuck f-fuck,” your breathing starts to significantly pick up. with your chest continuing to sink in and out, he briefly sneaks his dampened lips away from your entrance to bite near your thighs. the way you were shaking to him was just so cute. the white noise that continues to sing and reverb throughout the plane’s structure grew louder. or . . that was just the ringing through your ears—regardless, it was between that noise and the sounds of your own obscene pleasure that had a competition. a competition on who could be the most louder. your name-tag that’s still pressed against your blazer remains to rub off against the fabric of the seat in front of you.

your perked nipples snag in the process as you’re arching a bit more before a wail dies out your throat. “i- i’m gonna cu— oh!”

“another few hits of turbulence, folks. please stay in your seatbelts. time of arrival should be around six thirty am..”

you bring a hand over your mouth in a cute attempt to silence yourself as you’re meeting your high—listening to the pilot, you sob out a squeal from the inside of your palm. gojo’s slurping you up again with his tongue, your grinding against his face makes him chuckle. with his jaw tightening a bit, he doesn’t care—you were so sweet, he could eat you out all day. not to mention, he was quite thirsty. instead of having you retrieve one of his bags, he was gonna originally ask for a glass of water. but this quenched his thirst a lot better in his humblest opinion. his warm breath fans against your cunt all the while you feel his stubble tickle near the undersides of your thighs. “mmph.” you moan, peeking in front of you to still see the old lady knocked out cold. with the way you were rocking into the back of her seat— you were surprised she didn’t wake up. you were glad she didn’t though. otherwise, you’d embarrass yourself yet again.

with your orgasm still having its moment, you start to calm down a bit. he’s still slithering his tongue down your folds, savoring your taste as if it’s the last thing on the planet. his chin was coated with all of your slick, and he snickers before dragging a thumb to get another taste. “good girl. give it to me, ride my—ride my tongue, uh huhhh.”

a swarm of butterflies wanders around inside of your tummy from his words—his tone, it was so soft yet the dialogue that spoke out was just downright dirty. you pulse between your thighs and it only makes you crave him more.

as you’re still arched over in front of him, you take a few hard gulps to swallow as you’re finishing your perfect nirvana state. ecstasy, just ecstasy overtakes your entire body as he gives your pussy it’s final sucks and nibbles. once he finishes, he’s still sat in his chair. spinning you around, he gives you a warm smile.

“c’mere, sweetheart..”

out of breath and pants snatching out of your full lungs with ease—you move into him with your eyes half-lidded. “. . . atta girl, taste how sweet you are. gimme a kiss,” and you get on top of him. sliding off your heels, you get onto gojo’s lap. now straddling him, you lean into a steamy, hot kiss. two hefty built arms of his wrap around your waist, pulling you in close. once your lips meet, it’s just utterly sloppy.

throwing your arms around him and tugging on his tucked out collar, you deepen the kiss. he groans at your enthusiasm, allowing his hands to glide against every inch of your body. gojo’s fingertips dance against the pieces of clothing you wore, despite it being so few. your blazer was still on and yet couldn’t help but rock against his lap as your tongue parts inside of his mouth. gojo’s head leans back as you’re enjoying yourself. but all of a sudden, you moan once you feel it. 

his boner, right in the middle part of his pants. gojo satoru was hard—hard for you.

he grunts lowly, a hand of his snaking up your leg as you taste the sweet remnants of your own flavor on his tongue. the closer you are to him, the closer you get a nice everlasting sniff of his cologne. so manly, it’s a rich scent that you could never get enough of. it was so strong—roaming through the air so much that it almost gave you a headache. 

“fuck,” he sibilates. a single hissing word that comes from his mouth makes you throb oh so easily. you’re swaying your hips against him and his adam’s apple bobs back in rapture. every few seconds, he pulls away to leave a wet slope of kisses down your neck. a hand of yours tugs against his tie that was neatly worn on him. “damn girl you’re kinda kinky,” and he finally pulls away, teasingly biting on your bottom lip before finally departing. “i’m startin’ to like you.”

“more,” you murmur, leaning in to nip a wet kiss of your own near the crooked crevices of his mouth. naturally parted lips of his twitch, causing him to wryly smile back at you. “i need more, sir. we have a few more hours left. please.”

“baby, you can call me satoru. cut the formal shit yeah?” and his voice was a pitchy low, an almost rasp hidden underneath. a hand of his gently grabs your chin and you’re met with the most prettiest eyes. if it wasn’t his long lashes, it was his celestially blue eyes. so blue that it was as if you were star gazing at a summer sky. gojo satoru a pretty man, no doubt. he hums to himself in amusement at your cute doe-eyed expression, hungry for more. sitting on his boner was already torture enough, you just wanted him inside. 

sure, you were technically working but you didn’t care about that. “satoruuuu,” he’s being playful, a thumb still pulling down your bottom lip. as you’re both maintaining such intimate eye contact, his voice softens once more. gojo’s hand slides its way between your thighs before he raises a brow in a taunting manner. “what do you want satoru to do to you? tell me, girl.”

“t- touch me.” you almost whine out, it yanks out from your throat so pathetically. the throbbing you were feeling behind your panties only turned into straight convulses. 

playfully, he tilts his head with a smile. “yeah? touch ya where.”

“i gotta spell it out for you?” you pout, and he chuckles at your frustrated attitude. you start to jerk your hips against his lap and he holds your waist in place to bring those movements to a stop. “f-fuck, ‘s hard.”

stroking a thumb against your quivering lips, his minty breath hits against your nose—you smell it and it’s minty fresh. a scent of what seemed to be some kind of tangy beverage and a gum like substance. with a mocking tone, he presses a kiss against your nose before jibing. “i just wanna know where ‘m gonna put my hands on this pretty body. that’s all,” and his voice was so smooth, an almost purr. with a chortle, he moves a few strands of hair out of your view of sight before continuing his words. “now now, i’ll ask again, pretty. where do ya want me to touch you? let’s be descriptive this time.”

“between my t-thighs,” you confess, already soaked from him devouring your pussy just merely seconds ago. the shocking friction between both bodies had you feral, had you dizzy, had you stupid.

gojo gradually brings a hand down before you press a hand against his chest, pouting again. “actually, i want you to fuck me. please, satoru.”

“there we go, good girl. ‘n heh, aw i figured,” he cheeses, licking a single stripe up your neck. “mhm, you’ll have to ride me though. ‘s only so many positions you can do on a plane, heh.”

you barely let him finish your sentence before you start to unbuckle his pants. you’re so quick with it. gojo stares at the way you’re so desperate, taking it off the tiny hooks before yanking his belt all the way off. seconds later, you’re pulling down his pants toward his ankles. “ooh,” his eyes flicker towards your chest as you start to align yourself against his lap. you take a moment to stare at his now exposed cock and it was so pretty. lengthy if anything, a leaky mushroom like tip that was a bit reddened. he was so hard too, just gawking at his heavyset bulge that had you almost drooling. gojo leans back, rubbing against his thigh before flashing you a cheesy smile. “wellllll,” he sings. “don’t be shy girl. get on up here. ride all that stress away from work, pretty thing.”

he was so cocky, yet you were so needy. 

as you’re still aligning him, your damp entrance rubs off against the head of his tip. it’s peeling open a bit, the skin that attaches to the frenulum was just so mesmerizing to look at. it’s got a pinkish color, almost red. shortly following, a mere tannish color flushes on his cock near the base down. you moan once he grabs ahold of his length, helping you adjust. 

“easy . . easy baby, i gotcha,” he sighs, feeling your warmth slowly swallow him whole. those short seconds you spend taking in gojo’s dick feels like long, consecutive hours.

you’re dripping wet. as you straddle his lap, preparing to ride him, he slouches back in such a sexy way. manspread—gojo grunts out a single breath as his chest deflates. shifting his gaze towards your cunt, he spreads open your folds to get a better view. “ughhh, look at how she opens up for me. ‘s fuckin’ nasty,” he groans, staring dead at your cunt. you were indeed coating him with your slick from the base down. “give it to me, upside daisey, yeah.”

you’re taking his inches as the seconds go by before after a while—you plop down, feeling him bottom out already. gojo moans, gifting your ass with another spank. “f-fuck ‘toru,” you hiss, knowing that was a non-verbal sign for you to start up your hips. a cooling air that passes through the plane sets against your skin as you move. you whine, feeling his hands trickle alongside the secretive edges of your thighs. “touch me more, l- like that.”

“i don’t remember saying you could tell me what to do,” he meets your eyes as you start to thrust forward. he’s got the most impish grin stretching against his lips. gojo grips your chin for what was probably the nth time within this hour before he grins. “nuh uh, don’t look away. i wanna see those gorgeous eyes,” and he sneaks another wet kiss against your mouth. “ride it like you own it baby.”

you start off realllll slow, 

sashaying your hips up and down against his lap in the most alluring way. all six eyes were on you and only you..

your arms still wrap around him and he’s keeping eye contact with you the entire time. with your blazer practically ruffled and wrinkled, you continue to move yourself against him. gojo’s cock stretches you out in such a way you didn’t even know was possible. your walls craved him, you craved him.

as he leans further back, a hand’s still glued to your ass before he smacks it . . again.

he pats it afterwards, watching a cute sour expression slowly marinate against your facial features. 

gojo giggles at your cute noises, it doesn’t take long before you bury your face into the crook of his neck, gnawing your teeth against his collared shirt. “f-fuck, satoru,” you’d whine out, feeling his grip tighten against your ass. his cologne’s got your head spinning like a merri-go-round, giving you whiplash in all the right ways. “s-so big, stretchin’ me.”

“takin’ it so good, baby,” he licks against the lobe of your ear.  his breath against your neck was warm—not so cold anymore. two rough hands grasp onto your active hips, encouraging you to go more forward, more faster. “good girl, mhm, fuck me like that. use those hips for me, yeahh.”

his dick curves through every part of your walls as if it’s exploring. you feel him reach deep within every part and it’s driving you toward the first street of crazy.

breathy pants skate out from your lips as you’re swinging yourself back and forth against him. “s-satoru,” you whimper, feeling his hands continue to feel against the bare bottom parts of your ass. you could feel the bands of rings he wore rub off against your skin also, so fridgly cold. “f-fuck, ‘s good. mhm, fuck.”

“you’re so pretty,” he groans, the brief sounds of skin slapping resounding through your ears. it’s loud, almost sonorous.

his hair was getting a bit ruffled and unkempt, adding to his suave, mature features.

as he looks off into the nearly empty dim lit aisle, a silhouette appears—someone’s coming. it’s a familiar sound of heels hitting against the floor and you were too occupied of being horny to turn your head. at first, you barely even notice as you’re still grinding against his lap. “oh shit,” gojo gasps, grabbing the sides of your hips, suddenly bringing you to a stop. with a sly smile, he hums against your ear. “baby, don’t freak but i think your co-worker’s coming.”

“w- what?” you murmur, and he makes you spin around, still having his heavy cock hidden into the swollen depths of your cunt. glancing up, it was one of your co-workers coming. in a weak attempt to fix your nearly messed up blazer that was about to pop, you lean against his chest. “who— where?”

as he’s pressed right up against you, you’re met with a playful deep voice against your ear. “relax. act like you’re totally not cockwarming me, obviously,” and he runs a few fingers down your uniform, feeling you shift your hips a bit at his touch. gojo tries to make it look like you were just sitting on his lap, moving a cover over you and him from the waist down. you feel so full, you were growing more and more needy, a pout comes onto your lips because you didn’t want to stop so abruptly. you just wanted to keep riding him, but of course—you were working. “play it cool, baby.”

“um, is everything okay?” one of your fellow co-worker flight attendants, serena murmurs.

with a furrowing brow, she takes in the sight in front of her. you, happily straddling a passenger's lap whilst you’re heaving as if you’d just finish a 5k race. “we’ve been some getting complaints about noises. also, you need to restock the snacks near back. we’re runnin’ low on peanuts.”

“y-yeah, ‘m fine,” you sheepishly nod, knowing how fishy this entire scene might have looked. gojo’s dick was just idly enshrouded into your cunt, just one move and you’d be fucked. technically, you already were fucked. he’s tracing a finger against your thighs before you exhale. “but uh— can’t you restock?”

“i would but that’s not my job,” she snaps with an eye roll. gojo chortles at your co-worker’s attitude, he presses a single kiss against your neck and you almost moan. her facial expressions twist in disgust before she backs away. “anyways, just go restock,” and as she twists her heels to walk away, she utters under her breath. “weirdos. i don’t get paid enough for this shit.”

gojo lets out a breathy laugh as you finally moan again—it’s taking everything out of you and you start up the jolting of your hips again. “f-fuck, ‘m close, ‘toru,” you whimper, the friction feeling like hot static dragging against your legs. “mhm, ‘s good.”

“you’re even more dirtier than i thought, princess,” he whispers, a hand playfully wrapping around your throat as you’re moving your hips back. “i bet your co-worker put two ‘n two together. you could have been a little more believable.”

you’re moaning, his touch sending you more deadly shivers before you feel a coil within you squeeze shut tight. the beat of your heat grows rapid and your pupils dilate from pure pleasurable lust. you’re getting close again, it’s coming so quick that you barely have any time to breathe.

his aromatic cologne nearly blinds your sinuses before you feel against his neck with your palm. “i . . i don’t care if she knows,” you mumble with a scowl, feeling his base continuously rub against your entrance. you’re coating him with nothing but a pretty viscous sheet of your slick. “fuck, ‘m gonna cum again.”

“yeah? what if i want you to wait?” he purrs, his sloping trail of kisses turning into sucks. you whine, leaning into his touch as he’s stuffing your insides full of thick cock. jello—your legs felt like jello, barely even able to move. the warmth against him had you hungry for more. it was addictive, you didn’t know what it was. you didn’t get like this for any other passenger, yet here you were. your mouth croons open, whining out a single harmony at his pace. he’s still making you grind back against him, the tempo having your head going for a spin every time. “what if i want you to be a good attendant ‘n wait just a bit longer f’me?”

“but—”

“nuh uh,” he snickers, bringing a smack to your ass. “wait for me, pretty. this pussy’s gonna make a mess when i want her to.”

and he creeps a hand down between your jittery legs, rubbing a few circles against your already sopping wet cunt. a gasp wretches from your throat as you’re laid back against his chest. the rugged fabric of his tuxedo top whisks against your skin and you’re babbling out sweet nothings.

“f-fuck, ‘m not gonna last,” you whine, feeling yourself throb at the way his thumb brushes against your throat. he’s feeling the vibrations of your gruttural moans and it’s so cute. by this point, you’d already forgotten you were thirty thousand feet in the air. thirty thousand feet in the air and you were getting your pussy destroyed by one of your passengers. 

not just any passenger though, 

gojo satoru. 

he’s panting right with you as you’re just bouncing on his lap, two soft padded hands gripping against his thighs. as you bite your lip, your ass thrashes back gainst him and he hisses. “just like that, pretty girl. shiiiiit, ‘m gonna cum too.”

with his deep penetrative thrusts, it’s got you going ditzy. as he starts to spank against your puffy cunt, he nibbles against your collarbone. “you wanna cum with me, yeah? ‘s that why you keep dragging y’r nails into my leg?”

“s—sir,” you desperately spat, but he spanks your cunt again so you could switch your words around. “ngh, i mean satoru. wanna cum with you, pleaseplease. ‘s good, want it, finish in me.”

“my, well when ya ask like that,” he hums, and you feel the sharpness of his hips pivot. gojo groans, standing up before he lies you back against the now reclined seat. “lie back, baby. actually, changed my mind. i wanna push those pretty knees up to your chest.” 

panting, you lie back against the now lounged seat. gojo flashes you that same sly grin before he lifts up your leg—bringing a sweet kiss toward your ankle. “you can lose your license over this, you know? dirty girl, lettin’ your pussy think for ya instead of that brain, huh?”

“don’t care,” you moan, watching him quickly align his cock against your slit. gojo grunts, feeling you easily swallow his tip up again. your cunt was clingy, he was very much addicted to your slippery sloppy core. with his pants halfway on and hanging down to his ankles, he starts up a rapid pace again. “uh, uh,” you whimper again and again, your thighs instinctively wrapping around his waist. you’re keeping him warm from the inside, raw moans pulling out of your esophagus like it was nothing. “right there, ‘m gonna cum, please. s-sir, fuck me.”

“satoru,” he corrects you, a hand gripping your chin. pretty blue eyes leer down at you and he’s so close to you. as he’s jackhammering his cock into your sobbing swollen walls—eyes of your own goggle into gojo’s as he’s fucking you silly. you probably look a mess from this view, the heel of your foot grazing down his strong back muscles. gojo hears the sloshing squelches your own pussy makes and you feel the sudden throb arise from his dick. he twitches inside you and it makes his head throw back. after he gains composure again, he exhales deeply, tapping a thumb against your sealed lips.“you don’t gotta be formal when ‘m inside, princess,” and he squeezes your lips together, licking near the bottom. “open.”

you’re whining, his tempo growing quicker and you’re so close. crimson-carmine lips of his twitch into a feral smile once he sees you being so easy to comply. with your lips parting open, you tilt your head back before he spits into your mouth.

“theeeere’s your tip,” he teases, pursing your lips together with two fingers as you swallow. your cunt still gripping against him as he then pulls you into a deep kiss. with your legs clutching around his waist. “uh, manners baby. where’s my thank you?”

“t- thank you, ‘toru.” you breathe, feeling your cunt throb even quicker.

“oh, you’re welcome,” he smiles and he can’t help but giving you another kiss on the mouth shortly afterwards. the lustful stare he’s giving you could almost be described as lecherous has you more sopping wet by the second. with your legs tightly and securely keeping him from breaking away, he groans. right into your mouth, his tongue collides against yours before he sucks on it. as he brings you into a loving kiss again, gojo’s girth has you feeling a sudden arch in your back arise the moment you sit up. you’re being fucking into the reclined seat, his weight almost crushing against but it feels so good. “mhmmm, ‘m gonna cum. gonna spill so much inside of you, pretty.”

“don’t waste any,” you whimper, wrapping your arms around him. you didn’t even care how unprofessional this was. in the back of your mind, you’re thinking to yourself— if someone walked in again, who cares? not you. “please.”

“well aren’t you a doll,” gojo murmurs in a cooing tone, shoving your knees all the way up near your chest. you’re preparing yourself as you’re about to reach your final pleasurable demise. it feels almost tickling, the fat tip of his cock repeatedly kisses against that same spot within you. you’re whines sound almost melodic, not even caring if your pilot a few seats back heard. “look at me.” he taps your bottom shaking lip, leaning in to plant another kiss on your lips. one turns into two, then three, then four . .

and then— his phone rings.

you’re still a moaning mess, feeling your legs just about give out as he’s pressing such amounts of weight on top of you. gojo’s hands fondle with your neglected breasts that laid underneath your blazer. he groans, reaching for his phone near the counter of the seat. with a grunt, he answers. “tch. satoru gojo.”

still snugly shoved deep inside, he’s multitasking. one hand holds onto the left side of your waist, another holding his phone up against his cheek. he’s drilling into you so mercilessly as if his occupation was a construction worker. you whine, the scratching itch never leaving you. once it comes, it comes. “suguru, ‘m kinda busy. can this wai— oh f…fuck.”

in an abrupt gasp, he ends up finishing first. it’s so much. thick gooey spurts pour into your cunt, filling up the insides of your goopy womb. gojo’s peering down at you and his lip quivers. he finished a bit early. too quick, his hand shakes as he holds up his phone before you squeeze your legs against his torso even tighter. for a moment, he almost whines himself. the strong gripping grip your pussy has against makes him swear underneath his breath.

“huh? yeah, ‘m good,” he sexily whews, slowing his rhythm down a bit.

a hand of his snaps, making you look down between your legs.

he gives you a teasing grin and you spread your folds open. it was so much, so much velvety ropes of hot cum that ooze in and out of your sloppy folds. you’ve never felt more warm from the inside. it was a feeling that had your mouth watering, salivating with your sweet, syrupy saliva. your legs were practically mush, and once you finish, you end up gushing all out at once. it takes you by surprise more than anything. the feeling comes like a crashing, unpredictable wave, a fading fade then departures from your body. minutes eventually pass and gojo’s still yapping away on the phone—yet after a while, he decides to wrap it up and groan. “yeah yeah okay, man. i gotta go now. unless you wanna listen to how i sound post-orgasm, heh.”

“what—?”

with a quick bleep, gojo hangs up. tossing his phone aside, he looks down at you—cutely sprawled out whilst chills run down your body. he can almost see you palpitating from said chills. leaning up close to you, still balls deep, he pants heavily. gojo pressed a kiss against your right temple before teasing. “heyyy, did you just squirt on me?” he asks, and he speaks in a sly soft tone.

you don’t reply and he gives you a priggish smile. “you didddd. so nasty, i should make ya lick it off me.”

you did end up squirting. it was so much. so so much.

you’re still having your legs wrap around his waist before you grab onto his wide, stiff shoulders. “s-satoru,” you moan into his neck, getting yet another balmy whiff of his manly musk. “f-fuuuck, more.”

right before he could reply though— the intercom of the plane comes on and it’s the pilot.

“ladies and gentleman, we’ve made it to our destination. local time and time of arrival is six thirty-three am. for your own safety and others around you, please remain seated and keep the aisles cleared until i announce we’re at the airport gates. thank you.”

“aw, boo,” gojo laments, slowly pulling out of your pussy. a pout unfurls against your glossed lips as you feel suddenly empty. no more thick inches inside. the only thing you felt were the leftover masses of his cum spewing out of you. the seats were a mess, he brings a hand down to strum a few fingers against your entrance and you whine. so soaked, he gifts you with a kiss on your forehead before exhaling. “well, think it’s ‘bout time we part ways, gorgeous.”

gojo helps put back on your skirt and panties and you‘re just laid back with a cute scowl as he assists you off your feet. “i . . can’t walk like this,” and he chuckles at how stiff you were— a few droplets of his cum race down your thighs and you almost moan again. you’re still sensitive, throbbing near every inch of your body before he stands up. he’s so lean and tall. as gojo towers over you, you glance up at him and you’re met with that annoying flirtatious smirk he gave you when his eyes first laid on you. “my panties are practically ripped.”

he turns around to grab his suitcases above him from the cabinet and sighs.

zipping up his exposed fly, gojo leans in to kiss your forehead. “ah, well i can always buy you some more,” and then he pauses. “actually,” he grabs his wallet and your eyes widen once he gives you three hundred dollar bills. “i can buy you more than just panties if ya want, sweet thing,” he slides the bills in between your bra before pressing a kiss against your neck. “you’ve been such a good girl,” and he then hands you his business card. it displays his name and a cheesy saying near the front, all his information in bold blue letters too. before walking away with your bawled up underwear, he leans up to your ear for a final time and whispers, “remember though, it’s satoru gojo, baby. ah, and these panties—i’ll be keeping these as a souvenir.”

i want a body pillow of gojo to match my cinnamoroll plushies on my bed

crushes give me psychosis.*

plz step on me

Gojo Satoru x curvy!reader

Warnings: smut, bonding -> blindfolding, p in v, bigger Chested reader, wax play, Satoru talks a lot and teases, Englisch isn’t my first language!!

Enjoyyy

“Fuck Satoru what are you doing?” You ask as he starts to tie your hands to the bed. “Just enjoying you to the fullest sweetheart” he smiled as his hands traveled down your curves. “Shit baby you’re hot” he whispered. You wore the lingerie he bought a couple days ago. He took his blindfold off and placed it onto you. Seeing black “Satoru what are you doing?” You asked again. “I wanna give you a little surprise” he smiled. The candles that were placed around you smelled so good, the mix of cinnamon and vanilla. But you didn’t really know why Satoru got them out for tonight. “Special candles” he whispered his voice deep, sending shivers down your spine. He took one into his hands letting the wax drip onto your exposed skin. A slight whimper escaping your mouth, that made Satoru only smirk. “It was a while ago when you told me that you wanted to try wax play so I thought why not now in combination with this hm?” His hand to your jaw so he could properly look at your pretty face. Giving you a kiss. His hand on your hips squeezing the soft flesh a little. He looked at you. “You’re so gorgeous” he told you as he started to let the wax drop down your inner thigh what was another way of euphoric. You didn’t know what he was doing due the blindfold. Feeling the hot slightly burning feeling on your chest slowly dripping down. “Fuckkkkkkk” your back arched a little while your pussy started to leak. “Hm someone’s excited for tonight, isn’t she?” He smiled letting the wax to your thighs again. One finger sliding up your middle. “Hm I think I don’t even have to prep you tonight.” He whispered into your ear. “Awh man you’re so horny for me, aren’t you?” He smiled. His hand on your waist as Satoru placed kisses onto your neck. You wished your hand could go to his soft hair. Struggling with the fact that he tied you to the bed. “Toru” you whined. “Nuh uh baby not yet” he put the candle away.

He was so turned on by this it was almost embarrassing, he wanted to have you now. Slowly starting to go inside as you let out a moan. “Sorry baby I didn’t told you” he said sorry but you knew he wasn’t. He let you adjust for a couple minutes then he started to slowly move getting faster and holding his paste. The moans you let out were crazy and music to his ears. He started to knead your breast what felt way too good in the moment. As he started to grow desperate due overstimulation his hands moving to your hips face to your chest kissing the softness

Squeezing your hips. He couldn’t comprehend how good you felt. He always forgets how good your pussy is. “Fuck baby you’re always taking me so good” his head moved to your neck kissing more. Even slight biting. He loved how well your pussy sucked him in trying to milk him, it made him weak. And you knew. “Toru untie my hands pleaseeee” his hands were all over your body. From hips to waist and back to thighs “nahhh” was the only thing he brought out. He was getting desperate and overstimulated. “I wanna feel you pleaseee let me touch youu ~” your voice broke because of a moan what made him only chuckle and untie your hands. They went immediately to his back. The touch made him grow hot as his hands were still in the area. “Just a little more” he whispered as he felt how close you were. He knew you too well. Your moans growing heavier and he was getting more desperate. You were at the point you teased him about earlier. “You feel so good” he whispered into your chest holding your close. ”toru I’m clossseee~”

“I know baby just hold it a little ~ longer” he answered as he felt the pressure growing, his balls starting to feel tight he knew he was close and the last shot he needed was you. Your hand moving to his head pulling his hair the slightest and he came and so did you. Breeding you with his cum while your pussy tried to milk him for every last drop. “Shiiitttttt baby” Satoru answered as he still shot into you. “Fuckkkkk” you replied as he moved out lying next to you. You put the blindfold away looking at his pretty face. Giving him a little kiss he only gave you a little smile.

The enddd!! (It’s not my best work just a quick thought)

(Satoru x black fem reader)

Idk if it's just me but if you ever caught Satoru crying he would either tell you to look away or ask if he looks ugly while crying. 💀

Christmas morning!

You were walking around jujutsu high looking for someone and suddenly right underneath the torii there was that someone, Satoru leaning his back against one of the polls of the torii head down crying. "Uh.... Yo you good?" The answer was hella obviously he wasn't but it's the thought that counts you told yourself.

Satoru's head springs right up at your direction, "does it fucking look like I'm okay... Y/n huh?". He said coldly, you were just trying to help and this is what you get in return. "Hell no" you thought, but you held your composure. "Sorry.... That was hella stupid..... I'm here to listen wanna talk about it?", you said softly walking forwards closer I the torii.

He was mumbling something to himself but what was it, "uh sorry what?" You asked nearly above a whisper, you stopped right at the torii. He suddenly stopped mumbling the same word and looked at you and let out a bitter chuckle. "I fucking killed him I FUCKING KILLED GETO THAT'S WHAT!", he bursted out yelling he yelled so suddenly it made you flinch. "Leave. Me. Alone....." He said sternly, you didn't listen "because I'm not scared of him no matter what, the fuck this guy thinks he is....I'm just tryna help" you thought.

"I THOUGHT I SAID LEAVE Y/N!?" suddenly Satoru used his cursed technique breaking the torii which left you in shock and also left you on your ass because of a piece of the torii that came crashing at you. He had his back turned to you, you could see through the dust him wiping his tears. You quickly stood up dusting off your outfit before shaking your head and walking past and over all the debris of the torii on the ground.

"why did I have to be the person to kill him huh? Why couldn't it be someone else......" He said his voice shaking tears daring to fall down his cheeks again,You walked up to him. Turning him around and hugging him letting him do the talking, you weren't sure was you were doing but it was the best you could do for now. "He was a student here too.... But once he turned into a cursed user it's like he never existed to them...... Just another cursed user.... THEY SENT ME! His own friend to kill him...... It's fine right?..... he's the strongest and doest have any emotions or some shit..... he'll be fine" you stayed quiet hugging him after some time he hugged you wrapping his arms around your waist. "It was wrong of the higher ups to do that"

You said softly understanding what he was going though. "I even forgot it was Christmas morning" he said with a bitter chuckle. "And nobody dared to check on me... I'm 'the strongest' I'll be fine..... But you, you checked on me... why" he ask his beautiful blue eyes looking into your eyes his arms tightened around your waist. "I just wanted to spend time with you for Christmas with my family..... Shoko wasn't around so I just.... Walked around..... Nigga my legs hurt like I'm not even playing...." You said pausing right after you said that realizing you were rambling.

To which Satoru chuckled to, he loved your personality would Brighten the day with the way you talked, already making him feel better, "My bad rambling about myself.... Again..... But even if you don't think anyone thinks of you as human, just remember I do" you said reassuring him while wiping his last tear. He didn't even say anything he just smiled playing with your braids before pausing. "What did you mean spend time with me with your family?" He asked raising an eyebrow there was a hint of worry in his voice to which you chuckled at.

"oh nothing just kinda told my mom that you would be coming over for Christmas to meet all my cousins and aunties and uncles..... Don't worry they have a good impression of you!" You said with a smirk suddenly the confusion on his face turned into a smirk. "Aho! They have a good..... Impression of me.... What did you tell her huh?" You smirk dropped into emotionless expression. "That you are a very annoying person and own me five hundred dollars" you said dryly, his smirk dropped once again into a shocked one then a soft smile.

He chuckled and shook his head his hands moving down from your waist to your ass giving it a good slap with one hand as the other hand held your waist. Before you could say anything he kissed you his tongue demanded to go into your mouth which you allowed, his hands roamed your body moving around each curve before stopping. "Sorry for making you fall earlier.... That ass of yours should have cushioned your fall though" he said with a big childish grin. Your mouth was left opened.

The end.

Satoru is the type of person to laugh at you while crying and take photos then apologize saying he'll delete the photos (which he won't).

Tuesday morning!

You woke up in your bed stretching slightly before sitting up against the backboard suddenly a strong pair of arms wrapped around your waist dragging you back down into bed. "Stay...... with me" Satoru said in a husky morning voice which made your cheeks heat up. He held you against him kissing your neck biting all your sensitive spots, you couldn't help but let out a soft moan which he chuckled at.

Suddenly in one Swift movement he sat up against the backboard wrapping his arms around your waist hugging you close as your legs wrapped around him. He was always so clingy in the morning which you found adorable. He buried his head in the crook of your neck running his hands through your hair, chuckling against your skin. "We can wait an hour before going to jujutsu high.... Don't you think?" He said cheekily against your skin making you shiver at his voice against your neck.

As much as you wanted to have sex with him right now, you remember that you promised to help Shoko with something. You shook your head softly, to which he looked up, his beautiful blue eyes looked into your eyes. He nodded and kissed your cheek, he was mesmerized by your beauty he would often just stare at your face touching your cheek and touching his favorite parts of your face. He smiled softly lifting you up into the air with ease just with one hand.

You immediately let out a gasp touching is biceps with your pointer finger telling him to put you down. He nodded kissing your cheek and lifting you into his arms before getting out of bed with you in his arms. You wrapped your arms around his neck. Thirty minutes later you both finished showering and changing your clothes putting on the uniform, you were downstairs in the kitchen plating the pancakes you made Satoru he quickly sat down around the counter and shoving two pancakes into his mouth and mumbling something along the line of "these are... delicious thanks!"

You chuckled and nodded, suddenly as you walked behind him to wash his plate you slipped on maple syrup, he spilled on the ground from his pancakes, before he could catch you, you fell on your butt, You didn't even cry you just laughed. You laughed so hard that tears fell down your face, Satoru just stared at you confused then chuckled, taking out his phone and taking a picture, you didn't even care. After taking three photos he helped you up and wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed you on the cheek.

"I would apologize... But you seem to be fine falling" , he said softly playing with your hair. Which you just shrugged in response.

The end!

"You Cryin'?"

~ ft Satoru Gojo

Synopsis -  You and Gojo have been inseparable since childhood. Everyone thought that once you both got older you'd be more independent from each other (even you) but Gojo always happened to be there exactly when you needed him... ALWAYS.

cw. dacryphilia, breeding, dubcon?? (aphrodisiacs in your drink), oral sex (male & female receiving), implied/slightly Yandere! Gojo, implied stalking, implied noncon recording, best friend! Gojo, roommate! Gojo, dom! Gojo, sub! reader, black-coded reader, afab reader, pet names are used (baby, dollface, pretty, etc)

wc. 4k

AN: I'm really nervous since I haven't properly written a fic in basically two years... I hope you guys like it.

❗️minors & blank blogs DNI❗️

“Hey baby, wanna get out of here?” You shake your head as you giggle. You're both at the biggest Halloween party of the year hosted by the most popular frat on campus.

“Toru, we just got here.” Quite literally, you and Toru just walked through the door about five minutes ago. You don’t even have a drink in your hand yet. “Let’s have fun, especially since I look so cute doing it.” You’re both dressed as Velma and Shaggy from Scooby- doo, you wanted to be Velma, and Toru wanted to match whatever you wore so people ‘know your best friends’. 

“You always look cute no need to go to a party to prove that.”

“But everyone’s at this one.”

“You can see all these people in school.”

“We live together. I can see you all day, every day.” 

He groans in frustration. “Well, that’s different.” He wraps his arms around your waist, nuzzling into your neck as he mumbles. “I missed you. Can’t I miss my best friend?” 

“I thought that was Suguru?” He groans and you giggle. “I mean, technically, you can miss me, but it should be hard when we’re basically attached at the hip.” You giggle, lifting your hand to run your fingers in his hair. You have been friends with Toru your whole life and have been quite literally inseparable since. Everyone says he is overly possessive and attached to you but he was always like that with everything and everyone… right?

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.” You can hear his pout. “I just don’t want you to, I don’t know, forget about me.”

“Toru.” You lift his head and turn around in his hold. To others, this would look quite intimate but both of you have always been touchy with each other. You hold his face, able to see his pout clearly. “I’d never forget about my best friend in the whole world. You’re my other half.” His cheeks and the tips of his ears turn a cute pink as a small smile grows on his face. “But I also have other friends I like spending time with as well.” His smile drops. 

“Ugh, fine, but you’ll never have as much fun as we have when it’s just the two of us together.” He mumbles as you pull your hands from his pouty face with a giggle. You spot Suguru and Shoko walking up so you feel more comfortable leaving him.

“Others might take that the wrong way.” You tease as you walk towards your Sorority Sisters. 

You end up splitting your time between your Sorority Sisters, random guys, Satoru, and the others. With your Sorority Sisters, you talk about upcoming events, classes or dance together. When you spend time with Satoru, he leaves the friend group, so it’s just the two of you, and he always has a drink in hand for you. Nothing new to you, honestly. You both dance, sing songs and talk about the most random things. The alcohol is definitely to blame for that, at least on your part, since Satoru is a terrible lightweight, so he doesn't drink much, if at all.

You could feel eyes on you when you were with your other friends, but when you looked around, no one, not even Toru, was looking at you. Strangely, you only felt like someone was watching when you weren’t with Satoru, and not just at this party but just any time you two weren’t together. Shoko teases you whenever you bring it up to her and the girls and says you think you're the main character too much.

But when you think about it, some things don't add up whenever you’re at parties. Guys come up to talk or dance with you, but for some reason, they’d always leave, no explanation, nothing. And every time that happens, Satoru is right there to take their place. He’s always there when you need him. When your car breaks down out of nowhere, he’s there. When you’re too drunk at parties or bars with your friends, he’s there to take you home. When you’re on a date that isn’t going so well, he’s always there making the perfect excuses so you can leave. You always joke that he has spidey senses when you need him since most instances, if not all… you never called or texted saying you needed him, and he’d just laugh. 

At some point, the drinks start to taste a bit different, but you assume he’s just making a different mix now. But the more you drink, the hotter you feel. It’s like a fever is running through you, your legs feel weak, and your pussy is about to cause a flood. It’s starting to get bad, so you excuse yourself to the bathroom while your other friends tell you to be careful and that they won’t move so you can find them. 

You go to a bathroom located upstairs in the frat to have privacy. Once you reach the bathroom, you can see the sweat ruining your edges and running down leaving streaks in your makeup. You wet a paper towel and dab your face and body with cool water, hoping it will help alleviate the fever, but nothing’s working. No matter how worked up you've ever been, it’s never been this bad or this random. 

The door starts to open and you quickly push it closed, cursing yourself for forgetting to lock it. “Um, someone’s in here.” You croak, your voice filled with desperation and anxiety. 

“It’s me, princess. Your friends said you were here, so I came to check on you.” You would usually relax when you hear Satoru’s voice, but for some reason, it makes the ache feel worse. “Come on baby, let me in.” The slight plead makes you tremble as the thought of him begging for you crosses your mind. 

“Fuck, come in.” You move from the door letting him come in. You give him a once, twice, thrice over. You always knew Satoru was attractive; his fan girls can confirm that, but you never felt the need to rip his clothes off of him until now. You feel like a dog in heat with the thoughts flooding your mind.

“What’s wrong, sweets? You don’t look so good.” He leans close to your face as the cool back of his hand presses against your forehead. You shiver at his touch. Have his hands always been this big?  “You feel like you have a fever. Wanna go home lovebug?” His voice moves through you like silk and you feel like you can barely stand. 

You practically collapse in his chest, gripping his shirt tightly as you shake your head. “I…I can’t move.” His hands hold your waist causing you to whine in his chest slightly. You imagine his hands holding your waist as he fucks into you from behind, only making your pussy gush. “I feel so weak.” With your head in his chest, you miss the victorious smile on his face. His scent is driving you crazy. You should be used to it by now, but it’s almost like it’s fogging up your mind. “I don’t k-know what’s wrong with me, Toru.”

“Is there anything I can do? Maybe get you some water?” You feel him about to move away from you and tighten your grip with a ‘no’ that sounds like a desperate moan. 

“Please don’t leave me.” You look up at him with teary eyes. You feel like you're drowning in him. “I- fuck, this is so embarrassing.” You whine as tears threaten to flow down your face. “I’m so horny Toru a-and I need you to help me. Fuck I know this sounds so insane, but please, I need you so bad.” Tears stream down your face as you beg him.

His face changes from concern to something you can’t tell. His eyes darken from his almost clear ocean blue to a stormy sea blue. His grip on your waist tightens, causing you to whine out his name pathetically, your head falling to his chest again. He grabs your face with one hand, squishing your cheeks as he tilts it up to his. A giant mocking smirk is on his face as he tilts his head slightly. “You cryin’?”  

“Don’t tease me!” You try looking away, but his grip is firm. 

“Tell me exactly when you need from me.” His face looks desperate to hear it from you. He leans his face close to yours, lips almost brushing against each other. You try to close the gap, but he doesn’t let you. “Come on, baby, say it for me.” He whispers, letting his minty breath ghost your lips. 

“Please, Toru, I need you to fuck me.” As soon as the words tumble out your mouth, his lips are on yours hungrily. You’d think he’s the one who needs your help. This isn’t the first time you both have kissed, but this is one without party games and dares involved. You begged for this one, and Satoru is determined to make sure you never forget it. 

He turns you both, pushing you against the wall with his hands, bruising your hips with his grip. He moves from your lips down your neck as you let a hand move to his hair. “Fuck I’ve dreamt about this.” He mumbles into your neck as he bites and sucks on the skin, leaving marks you’d have to cover up. 

He lets a hand slide from your hip to your thigh, pulling your leg up to sit on his waist. Your skirt rides up, making it easier for him to grind against you. The feeling of your clothed core rubbing against the rough material of his jeans has you writhing and whining. “F-fuck Toru.”

 You desperately hump yourself against the tent in his jeans with desperate whines. “Please, Toru- ah s-shit baby- need you inside.” 

“I know, baby, I know.” He coos, lifting his head to kiss you on the lips. “I wanna make sure you can take me first, sweets.” He moves the hand on your leg to your clothed core, chuckling. “Aww baby, you’re soaking wet for me. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.”

He slips down to his knees, all his focus on the space between your thighs. You lean against the wall for balance when you feel him force your legs apart before brushing his nose against your soaked panties. A throaty groan leaves him as he licks and bites at the drenched material. “Fuck pretty,  you taste better than I imagined.” He yanks your panties down, letting them fall to your ankles. He helps you step out of them before pocketing the tiny material. He lifts your left leg that sat on his waist and puts it over his shoulder this time. You swear he has a dreamy look in his eyes when he’s face to face with your dripping hole. “Had dreams of tasting your pretty little pussy. So much prettier in person.”

You can’t even comprehend his words as he shoves his face in between your thighs. He licks, sucks, and groans on your clit while you wiggle and moan. When you try closing your legs, he harshly grips your thighs. “Don’t interrupt my meal.” He growls before spitting on your cunt, using his long middle finger to rub it in before pushing it into you. 

Your hand flies to his hair at the stretch. “Oh yeah, baby, I always knew this pussy was so tight. Practically pulling my finger off.” He chuckles as his beautiful eyes stare up at you, cloudy with his intense desire. You almost think Satoru has never eaten in his life the way he devours your pussy like a man starved his entire life. 

“T-toru so close…” You whine as you grind yourself against his tongue and fingers, using your leg on his shoulder to push his head closer to your aching core. He groans into you as he pushes his ring finger into you, barely giving you time to adjust before letting his pointer finger join the party. “A-ahhh, wait so much.” You yank at his hair, causing him to be pulled away from you, and the sight is breathtaking. 

Finally able to see his entire face again, you see the bottom half of his face is covered in your slick. His eyes are so clouded by lust and desire that it’s overwhelming, and his hair is such a white silky mess between your fingers, almost like this was what his hair was meant for.

“Please baby, lemme keep eating.” He whines as he roughly finger fucks you. “Want you to cum in my mouth before you make a mess on my cock.” Your head falls back against the wall as your eyes close. They shoot open at the slap on your cunt. “Look. At. Me.” He delivers a harsh slap with each word, causing whines to fall from your plump lips, but you make eye contact to the best of your abilities, making the sadist smile. “Wanna see your face when you fall apart, dollface.” He coos at you as he kisses your cunt as an apology, sloppily making out with your swollen clit. “Can I continue my love?”

He truthfully doesn’t care what your answer is. He’s Satoru Gojo. He always gets what he wants one way or another. But seeing you weakly nod at him with a fucked-out look all over your face definitely made him love receiving an answer. He goes back to eating, switching his fingers and tongue so he is eating your pussy and rubbing your clit. 

Each pump of his tongue inside you or each flick of his fingers drags you closer and closer to your desired end. “O-oh my fuck! Toru, I’m gonna- shit, I'm cumming,” You whine as you hump against his mouth. He doesn't say a thing, just fucks you harder and deeper with his tongue his way of begging you to give him what he wants. It doesn’t take long for your orgasm to crash over you, feeling more intense than any orgasm you've ever had. You struggle to keep your eyes open, but if they were closed, you would’ve missed the fact that you squirted for the first time in your life all over your best friend’s face. 

Your orgasm doesn’t mean he’s stopping, though. He keeps licking at you, pushing you to slight overstimulation as he tries to drink every drop of what he's been waiting for and worked so hard for. You tug on his hair with broken ‘stop’ and ‘no more’ tumbling out your mouth. He lazily pulls away and looks up at you. “I thought you liked this. You always do it to yourself… why can’t I?” Nothing he’s saying makes sense to you, but honestly, you haven’t been able to think straight for a while now. 

“Don’t tease me. Need you, Toru.” You plead as you pull him up into a hungry kiss, tasting yourself on his tongue. You let your hand slide to his crotch, fumbling with his button and zipper.

“Fuck, your such a needy girl.” He groans into your mouth as you finally undo his jeans, pushing them down. You look down to see his big bulge, probably the biggest you’ve ever seen. He must’ve seen the look on your face because he lets out a hearty laugh. “You just gonna stare, or you gonna take it out for me, pretty?” He tilts his head with a cocky grin, reminding you who he is. 

“Fuck you.” You mumble as you squeeze him over his boxers, causing him to hiss. You slide down to your knees, looking up at him with a small smile. His eyes look down at you with a wild, almost crazed look. 

“What are you-” Satoru is rarely shocked, but he didn’t expect to see you on your knees. No matter how much he dreamed of this, he didn't plan on it happening… not this time, at least. 

“Need to make sure you can fit, right?” You tilt your head slightly as you pull down his underwear, watching with wide eyes as his cock slaps against his stomach, almost taking an eye out in the process. Not only was he big, but he was beautiful. He’s long, not too thick, with trimmed white hairs. His tip is a pretty pink mushroom that’s a deep, angry red from being neglected. He has a slight upward curve that is sure to destroy your insides. Everything is so perfectly proportioned, like everything else about him… perfect.

When you look back up at him, you expect to see a cocky look, but instead, he’s completely red and looking away from you with a hand covering his eyes. “F-fuck, don’t look at it like that.” He whines pathetically. You never imagined the day you’d see Satoru Gojo this embarrassed or embarrassed at all. 

You giggle softly before you kiss his tip gently. He shutters with a shaky whimper, leaving him as his chest heaves. “I guess everything about you really is beautiful, huh Toru?” You tease, causing him to look at you with wide eyes. Once you’ve got his eyes on you, you take his tip in your mouth. 

“Oh fuck.” He whimpers as his hand flies to your hair cautiously. He knows better than to touch your hair usually, but right now, he can’t help himself. If he doesn’t hold onto something, he’s going to cum undone right there. “D-don't look at me while you do it.” He groans when you take more of his cock in your mouth, ignoring him. “Don’t wanna- ahh fuck- don’t wanna cum yet baby please.” He pleads with you as his other hand comes down to your head.

You continue sucking his cock, taking barely half of it and using your hand to make up for what can’t fit in your mouth. When your cold hand touches his balls, he bucks into your mouth, causing you to gag. “Fuck, I’m sorry I just - oh shit- you just feel so g-good baby.” He stills your head as he slowly starts fucking your throat as he whimpers and whines, ‘I’m sorry’ over and over again. You hallow your throat and flatten your tongue, swallowing around him to make sure he feels as much pleasure as he’s given you.

You are mesmerized as you watch him fall apart above you. His pale skin is covered in a pink tint while it glistens with sweat, almost looking like glitter on his skin. His eyes are hooded, with his usual clear blue being clouded with so much lust, desire, and desperation. You swear he’s drooling as he ruts himself down your throat. “Oh shit, baby, I-I’m gonna cum- ah, can I please- ahh fucking shit- wanna cum.” You gargle an answer around him, causing him to buck faster. “T-tap twice for yes, baby, please.” You tap his thigh twice, and he wastes no time, brutally using your throat to reach his climax. His head falls back as you feel ropes of cum shoot down your throat. When his hands fall away, you pull him out with a pop, working your hand over him gently. You’re shocked that after all the cum he just released that he's still rock hard. His eyes fall on you as he breathes heavily, and you open your mouth to show you swallowed all his cum. 

He yanks you up, kissing you roughly as he lifts you up to wrap your legs around his hips. “Fucking nasty girl, aren’t you?” He wastes no time pushing his tip into you. Your mouth falls open as his tip stretches you out. “You got it, baby. We made sure I could fit, remember?”  He gives you barely a minute before he pushes more of his cock into your tight weeping cunt. “You’re sucking me in, I can’t help myself.” He whispers as he bites your neck, pushing himself all the way in. You let out a scream at the feeling of every inch inside of you, hitting spots you’ve never felt touched before. “You take my cock so good, fuckin’ made for me.”

Your head drops to his shoulder as you hold onto him for dear life. “Move Toru, I can take it.” You whimper out, and he does just that. How can he say no to his beautiful best friend when she’s begging to be fucked? He snaps his hips into yours brutally, squeezing your ass as he fucks you with no remorse. 

“Such a good fucking girl for me, takin all this dick.” He rests you against the wall so he can move a hand to your stomach, pushing on the bulge he left there. You bite his shoulder as muffled sobs leave your swollen lips. “Feelin’ me all in your tummy, baby?” He coos as you lift your head to meet his eyes. The sight of tears falling down your face does something to him, it always has. He lets out a sadistic laugh as he returns his hands to your ass before proceeding to fuck up into you while bouncing you on his cock.“Fuck baby, cry for my cock that's right.” 

Every hit has him hitting your G-spot over and over, not giving it a single break. “I’m gonna ruin you for every guy after me.” He growls in your ear. “Not even your fingers or pretty little toys will satisfy you when I’m done.” You whimper as you feel your second orgasm ready to destroy you. “You’ll beg for me when you play with that pretty little pussy, always babbling dumb shit. Now it’ll be my name on repeat.” His words are so confusing but help drag you closer and closer. 

You don’t even have a chance to warm him before your creaming on his cock, making a white ring around his base as he continues fucking into you. He pushes his head into the crook of your neck, leaving bite marks next to the previous ones he’s left. You squeeze him for all he has as you feel a third orgasm approaching. “Shit baby, imma cum baby. Ahhh where? W-where do you want it, princess?” Honestly… he’s gonna cum inside you, but he just wants to hear what you’ll say.

“I-inside Toru, please inside.” As soon as the words leave your mouth, he’s shooting his cum into your womb with a whine of your name and a joyful feeling. Of course, you’d want the same thing he wants. You two are obviously meant for each other, always have been, and always will be. He sits there for a bit as you both try to catch your breath. 

“Do you feel better?” He whispers, gently kissing your forehead as he places your feet on the ground. You nod weakly as you lean into his chest. “Good.” He pulls out, pulling your panties out of his pocket and helping you put them on quickly before too much of his cum can fall out of you. Keeping an arm wrapped around you, he opens the cupboard under the sink and pulls out a rag you recognize from home. “I’m gonna clean you up a bit, and when we get home, I’ll properly take care of you.” He whispers as he wipes your legs from the messes you both made. He kisses your legs, fingers, and head as he helps you fix your clothes and himself. 

Once you both look somewhat presentable, he pulls you into his chest. “I love you, baby girl,” he whispers as he gently kisses your lips, pulling your skirt down though it already covered you. 

“I love you too, Toru.” You whisper back before he walks out of the bathroom. After taking a moment to breathe, you walk downstairs to where your Sorority Sisters are waiting for you.

“Girl, where have you been? We’ve been looking for you.”

“What do you mean? I was in the bathroom upstairs. That’s where you guys sent Toru.”

“Um, what are you talking about? Gojo never came to ask us where you were.”

“Yeah, even if he did, we didn’t know you were upstairs.”

Have you....ever wondered what's it like to keep up a list of FICTIONAL MEN that you fell in love with or feel infatuated of them?

Well...hello there, my name is Kim and I happen to have a questionable taste in men, where I happen to love blonde men who are supposedly dead in an anime show, and their national anthem can either be a Lana Del Rey song or forever young nowadays...or Dorito men who happen to think that they are a father to this child, even though it belongs to their other version from another dimension, and tries to blend and in the end causes the world to be dead ad literally glitched out of extinction, yeah, I'VE BEEN IN THAT PHASE, especially in JUNE.

Now, have you EVER looked at a song that has the word Daddy in it, yeah, we both know what that means. Initials are S. G not Suguru but DADDY SATORU. Man, that six eyed freak is causing something in me that's wetter than the motherfuckin' ocean, THAT, I admit.

AND OLDER MEN...FUUUUUUUCK, AIZAWA IS SOMETHING ELSE, same goes with Nanami, Kakashi and other men who are older that is HOT as Hell.

UGGHHH and hybrids.... fucking hell.

Technical, not hybrids in a full percentage but there is a half human and half shit where the other half is powerful and THEY happen to be immortal, some not likely, like for example: Nick Wilde, Bunnymund, or the wolf from bad guys, aaaand Diego from Ice age, lastly....TMNT. Now don't FUCK with ME.

BECAUSE WE BOTH KNOW, THAT THOSE FOUR BROTHERS OF A TURTLE, HAPPENS TO BE OUR CRUSHES, GOT IT, IK I'M RIGHT, AND YOU AIN'T DENYING IT EITHER.

But the most, unbelievable thing we happen to have, is the jackpot, is an immortal, which is none other than...

Yes, child, I know what you're thinking...

Sun Wukong.

THIS. IS AN ABOMINATION IN MY HEART AND IT CAUSED ME HEART ATTACKS AND SHIT, MY MIND AND HEART, Boom straight to Heaven.

Anyways.. that's it.

I'm just bored and decided to bring out my thoughts so yeah, bye. :))))

Guys, so I have this random memory, so there's this Gojo fanfic that is Exactly like Tears over Withered flowers that Gojo is Beom Tae-ha and we are Na Hae Soo and we have a shitty trash boyfriend who is just like Mincheol Kang, Soo...those people who knows this story tag me or chat in the comment sections on who's the creator, because I miss reading it and idk how to find it 😞😭😞

Anyways, that's all, peace out :))

i saw this as a headliner for sum smuts before and I've tried searching for the source but couldn't cus it all j led back to tumblr lol 😆 but does anyone know the source manga or sumthin for this snu snu scene?

A/N: As my 2 year anniversary here in Tumblr... why not treat myself to another thirst?👀

He say he wanna touch it, and tease it, and squeeze it

While my piggy bank is hungry, my n**, you need to feed it.~

men who will spoil the shit out of you. giving you any kinds of gifts everytime you two see each other. men who will protect you from filthy men, either a look or a touch. men who will take you out to a fancy dinner, kisses your ring on your left ring finger. men who will put a hand on you thigh as you drive back to your lovely home. men who will carry you on their shoulder as they make their way to you bedroom. gently puts you down on the bed and ravish you like a starved man you know he is.

stimulating your clit as his other free hand roams around your body, memorizing how smooth it feels under his hands. kisses you on your neck, working his way down as he reaches his destination. basically, worshipping your body.

◇ Kuroo Tetsurou, Gojo Satoru, Nanami Kento, Tartaglia, Diluc Ragvindr, Al Haitham, Ayato Kamisato, Ushijima Wakatoshi, Kenma Kozume, Zhongli, Kita Shinsuke, Daichi Sawamura, Oikawa Tooru

Now this-

YOU ATE UP

WHAT'S AFTER PLAN B?

after missing your period, you decided to take a pregnancy test, whatever happens next depends on him.

feature: choso, gojo, geto | part ii: nanami, sukuna, toji, hiromi

content: 4.5k+ wc — not proofread + mentions of pregnancy, slight guilt trip, possessive sēx, light cm play, dggystyle, m!reciving, pssy eating, fluff, nastay

CHOSO KAMO

Choso had been enamored with you since the day you two first met, and ever since he had been by your side whenever he had the chance, like a lost puppy. 

However, he was no different during sex, but rather–worse. 

The day you graced him with the chance to even see her at all, never in his life had he been so hard that it hurt to move. In that moment he wanted to cum so bad—already having a pool of pre-cum seeping embarrassingly through the thread of his boxers. 

He never wanted to pull out of your tight hole, never dared to dream of a day he wasn’t fucking you after your first time together. The same hole that has his hips stuttering as he pounds into your tight cunt, drooling. every. time.

The same pussy that took his virginity, what else would he be if not obsessed? Nothing would ever relate to the way your insides claimed him. Not his hands, not ever any toys, not anyone else, just you.

You had him locked in a chokehold from the start—and the day you trusted him to take care of your insides was the day he swore he would do anything for you.

He fucks you like his only purpose in life was to please you—trying to get you pregnant, emptying every last drop he has in you. Never taking his dick out, giving you two a second to catch your breath, before hes fucking into you even harder.

Is it really so surprising as he now holds your pregnancy test while you wait for him to respond?  

“…Y-You’re?” he gulps as the weight of reality sinks in–his heart struggling to function at the sudden news.

You forewarned him numerous times, that if he didn’t stop cumming in you every time you had sex, that birth control wouldn’t even be able to stop the carelessness of his actions—that would only end up with you pregnant. 

“Pregnant, yes.” you bit your lip, looking down at your feet as the room shifts into silence. Leaving your mind to wonder until he begins to open his mouth. 

His eyebrows slightly furrow as he turns to face you, seeming taken aback. “Are you going to keep it?" he asks.

“I've thought about it.” you quip with a sigh.

His eyes map your face with attentiveness, looking for falter between the lines of your words. Sliding closer to you, making you feel the weight of the couch dip. “And?”

“Anddd, I want to know how you’d feel if we were to—possibly try?” 

A switch in Choso's mind flickered. The plush cushions yielded beneath his weight, and suddenly, you were lying flat on your back, pinned by the force of his body against yours. His chest pressed against your ribs, and your breath caught in your throat.

“Do you know how long I've wished to watch your belly grow? To let everyone know I'm the one who stuffed you full of my cum, made you the soon to be mother of our child?” 

“Well I-”

His eyes bore into yours, searching for answers. “Tell me,” he murmured, his lips dangerously close to yours, “How would you feel? Walking around while everyone knows you got fucked by me so good, that you ended up pregnant?”

You swallowed, your pulse racing. “I'd feel…” the words escaped you, lost in the intensity of the moment. “I'd feel proud letting everyone know you’re mine.”

Choso’s thumb brushed against your lower lip, and you leaned into his touch. his mouth hovered over yours, a breath away. “Don’t you want to make me proud?”

“Y-Yes…so proud,” you nodded.

Then without warning, his lips met yours—a collision of heat and longing. The couch bounced again, but this time, it was forgotten. All that mattered was the taste of him, the way his kiss ignited a thousand sparks within you.

Admittedly, making your pussy clench just from the tension. 

His hand cradled your jaw, thumb brushing against your cheekbone as if committing every detail to memory. When he finally pulled away, your lips tingled, and you struggled to catch your breath. 

Choso’s eyes bleeding into yours, dark and unreadable. The room felt charged, as if the air itself crackled with unspoken promises. “Then let’s make sure you do.”

You could feel his growing arousal against your thigh, reminding you of the very reason why you were in this predicament.

"I've been thinking about getting you pregnant constantly," he whispered, his hands roaming over your body. "I can't get enough of you, baby."

“C-Cho’ need it inside…please…” you felt your worries melt away as you surrendered to his touch. You’ve thought about it too, desperately, and he made sure you were gonna get just that. Your clothes falling to the floor, as you kissed and touched each other without plan. 

Choso positioned himself between your legs, looking deep into your eyes.

"I've been missin’ her," he said, stroking your thighs. "Seems like she missed me too,"

“Mnh—don’ tease Cho’….”

“H-Hah, how am i s’posed to say no to that?” positioning his throbbing dick at the entrance of your soaked pussy he slowly thrusted forward.  

Both of you gasped as you felt yourself being stretched and filled by his inconsiderable length. He paused for a moment, savoring the feeling of being sheathed in your tightness. 

"You like that, pretty?" earning a moan from the depths of your throat—meeting his thrusts with eager hips. 

"Y-Yes…!," you whispered, licking your lips. "I love it—f-fuck me, Cho’. Make me a mommy…mngha"

Choso began to move, sliding in and out of you with long, deep strokes. He watched as his cock disappeared inside you, only to emerge glistening and slick. You threw your head back, moaning loudly as your whole body trembled with pleasure.

Choso fucked your worries and stress as they melt away. You loved the way he made you feel—wanted, desired, and absolutely worshiped.

His breath was hot against your neck as he whispered dirty words of encouragement. "T-That’s it pretty, take it all, mnguh—” he grunted. "Your pussy feels s-suh good, s-squeezin’ my dick. m’ gonna cum so deep inside you..."

You knew you shouldn't encourage his reckless behavior, but in that moment, you couldn't bring yourself to care. You just wanted to feel him cum inside of you.

"C-Uhm for me, cho—ngh!” you begged. "Wan’uh feel it deep in my womb!”

“Oh f-fuck, she’s milking me so tight baby…mmmphn!” with a guttural groan, Choso obeyed, pushing deep till his load shot inside of you, his cock pulsating in the process.

His cum was seeping out of you and pushing you over the edge yet again. Crying his name like it was your first word, your pussy surrendering around him, savoring the last drop of his exhausted cock. 

“Mmgnh—you’re so pretty like this, stuffed full of my b-babies…shit..”

GOJO SATORU

ring ring ring ring

You paced around the kitchen anxiously awaiting for Satoru to pick up the call.

You were one week late for your period, and while dealing with Satoru physically trained you to be prepared with plan b at all times, this time it finally failed.

Satoru knew how to pull out sure, it’s the fact that he just never really wanted too. Yeah he loved watching his cum drip off your tits, painting your body, or slipping off his tip and resting on your tastebuds. He’s just much rather watch your tight pussy struggling to hold in his cum from leaking out. 

He'd continuously rearrange your insides and clean up any mess he left behind. Satoru won't acknowledge that he has occasionally wondered what you would look like if you were carrying his child. Your love handles would get doughier than usual, and your nipples, hard and lactating, the whole concept made him ignore the negative aspects. And while having a child is a blessing, his life's ambition was to have one with you.

Every time he saw your pussy strain to contain his cum, he secretly hoped that one day you would fall pregnant in order to bring downfall on your plan b pills. It’s not as if they were safe for you anyways, right?

What trouble could one child bring…

“Satoru? hello?”

“Yes, my love?” 

There’s a moment of calm static on the other end of the line. 

“I missed my period by a week, it didn’t even hit me until I looked at the calendar.” 

“Really? Are you sure?” with a smile that defies words, he asks.

"Yes, I'm sure—" you say, opening your mouth to let out a frustrated sigh, "and a little worried, too."

“Hey, don’ be scared, this could be a good thing. Can you imagine? A little one who has your beauty and my charm?”

“Satoru…” you groan.

“I know it’s a lot to take in, but I want you to know that i’m here for you, no matter what. We’ll figure this out together, okay?” trying to soothe your anxieties he speaks again, “Why don’ you use my card and get a test?” 

“So what happens if it’s positive?” 

“Then we can figure out the rest. If not, then my answer still stands.”

Before you speak, there's a pause during which you can hear his students' soft voices blending momentarily with the call's background noise, taking it as a sign the calls about to end. “I guess I’ll take one."

“Atta girl, look, I have to go but I love you and I'll see you when I get home ‘kay?” 

“Alright, I love you too, toru’ bye.”

beep beep beep—

Unusually quiet, the house remained hushed after you hung up. the next few hours, feeling like your mind was against you, terrible thoughts creeping in your head.

It felt like there was a war with your heart and mind that made your gut queasy. 

All you could think about were the amount of things that could go wrong. What if something happens that causes you to lose the baby? What if having a baby starts to hinder Satoru’s life outside of you? There’s too much at risk you thought.

You pick up Satoru's credit card and use it while you scroll through your favorite online grocery store. The familiar layout of the website distracting you with certainty to the whirlwind of emotions you’re experiencing.

You add your favorite snacks, the ones that always manage to lift your spirits. As you browse through the website, you remember the most important item - the pregnancy test. within a few more clicks, the test is added to your cart.

Once you’ve reviewed the order, you proceed to checkout. you enter Satoru’s card details, and with a final click, the order is placed. A sense of relief washes over you. Now, all you have to do is wait.

As you wait for the delivery, you decide to take a shower. The idea of the warm water feels comforting against your nerves. 

Dropping your towel as you stepped onto the ceramic flooring—turning on the shower head quickly after, you let out a sigh as the streams of water began to run down your face. 

You tried to calm yourself, letting the water wash away the tension in your position. The shower becoming a sanctuary, a place where you can let your guard down and just be. 

You lose track of time as the water envelops down, each droplet echoing your heartbeat. 

The steam fills the bathroom, creating a soothing atmosphere. As you let your thoughts wander, thinking about the future, about Satoru, and about the possible life growing inside you.

Until hearing the front door open and close—pulling you from your daze. Signaling, Satoru was home.

A few moments later, you could hear him dropping his keys on the nightstand in your shared room. Then quietly making his way to the bathroom and without a word, eventually joining you in the shower. 

"Satoru—" you started, but he cut you off.

“How do you feel now?" he asked, his voice gentle.

You hesitated for a moment before answering, "Um, alittle better, anything new happen at work?”

Satoru looked at you, his eyes soft but serious. "Don’t try changin’ the subject," he said, his tone firm.

You looked at him, surprised by his intensity, "M’ not, Satoru. m’ just... trying to process everything."

His head resting against your neck, as he caved his large frame behind you. “Some things you don’t need to process alone y’know,” 

You didn't respond to him. the sounds only the shower provides, shooting streams that drench you both equally. "I just don't want this to get in the way of your work," you confess, turning to face him. 

As the water continued to cascade down, Satoru gently cupped your face, his thumb tracing your cheek. His gaze was intense, filled with a mix of emotions - concern, anticipation, and most importantly, love. He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss on your forehead, a silent promise of his unwavering support. “Would’ve had a different reaction if I didn’t want this, you know that right?”

He cut you off before you could even reply, leaning in - to capture your lips with his. It was a gentle kiss, filled with passion. The romantic tension between you two was palpable, the air in the shower becoming steamy. But it was a sweet kind of tension, one that spoke volumes about the depth of your feelings for each other.

As you pulled away, you looked into Satoru’s eyes, clouded by his lust and love for you–now reflecting back to yours. “Do I need to show you just how much I want this baby?”

"Depends, how would you go about doing that, hmm?" 

“You tell me baby,” with a sly grin, Satoru wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer to him, pressing his body against yours in the steamy shower. His hands roamed skillfully up and down your body, caressing and exploring your every curve and contour.

You let out a soft moan as his lips found the nape of your neck, and you tilted your head back, melting into his touch. "I think–I have a pretty good idea of how you're going to show me," you breathed, your voice husky with temptation.

Satoru's eyes glinted mischievously as he smiled, “Then you must know what I want you to do.” 

You could feel how much Satoru wanted you, and to say you wanted him back was an understatement.

You gave in to his request without thinking twice, bending over and exposing yourself to him, spreading yourself just like he wanted. His hands settled softly on your hips as he drew you in, admiring the way you had yourself on show for him, relishing in the beauty of your form. 

His cock rested heavily as he chided against your pussy. He cautiously grounded your lower body while stroking your clit with his tip moving it back and forth. 

“Mmmn–toru’” 

“Aww…so wet f’me already?” he chuckles, breathy grunts in between.

“I-Its just the water mgnh…!–”

Satoru traversed himself beneath you and stepped in between your legs, gently separating them. you sighed softly as his fingers probed your warm folds and you felt an electric current flow through every nerve in your body.

He spoke in your ear, his deep voice resonating through you, "Whatever helps you sleep at night sweetheart,’’

Satoru put his hands on your hips and moved slowly at first, taking in every part of your body as he made his way inside. He picked up the pace, driving deeper and harder into you with each thrust, making you gasp at the feeling of him filling you up. “Ooh–fuck toru’ t’s too much..”

“Nothin’ you can’t handle mmmhmm- isn’t that right?” pleasure filled every inch of your body, and Satoru's eyes were fixed on yours, mirroring your own yearning. with each passing second that went by, you could feel the pressure inside of you growing. 

“–Mgnhmm, I can- toru’ fuck! I can handle it…!” 

“Baby–shit…your cunt’s s-swallowin’ me baby fuhck—no wonder you missed your period..” 

Your bodies well submerged in the soaking shower, Satoru pumped into you with all he could, his thrusts growing harder and faster. Making you cry out in exhilaration—begging him to make you cum–telling him how good he was making you feel.

“Y-Yeah? gonna c-cum too pretty…fuck! ughn, cum on my cock like you mean in baby…wanna feel them walls spasmin’” he panted. his fingers, tight on your face, drawing you nearer as he gave you a heated kiss. 

Satoru kept thrusting into you, his pace growing more erratic as you both were ready to cum, your lips never daring to leave each other. you were lost in pleasure, just as much as he was. relishing the feeling of his hard body pressed against yours, the sensation of his firm hands holding you tight.

“Mmmnuph!–toru’ pleash m’ cummin’!” 

Satoru looked into your eyes intensely, whispering sweet nothings as his hand caressed your face. "You did s-so good, baby," he murmured, "Your lil hole’ so full of my cum mmmh." his voice was laced with adoration.

“You look so beautiful,” his eyes ran over you, softly. "Honna look even better with my baby in your belly, aren’tcha?" Satoru whispered in your ear.

“Oh hush…Satoru.”

“Jus’ sayin,” he smiled widely.

Just as you and Satoru were reveling in the afterglow of your shared orgasm, there was a loud ring from your front door, startling you both out of your passionate daze. 

ding-dong

“What the hell?” Satoru groaned against your neck.

“Oops–I forgot about the groceries I ordered earlier.” you sighed, causing Satoru to chuckle at your antics. “I'll get them for you baby, just get cleaned up.”

GETO SUGURU

You both had been trying for a while now, and each month brought a mix of hope and disappointment. But he never let it bring you down.

He’d fuck your worries away if it mean’t you’d never have doubt - and hell, he did it anyway. 

These past nights ending with you being fucked out on his cock–struggling to keep up with his endurance for hours. He’d come home and fuck you, wake up in the morning and fuck you, finish dinner and fuck you. He’d fill you so good, he was sure your pussy was a supervillain—sucking his orgasm straight from his soul.

You knew these things take time, and so did he. But, Geto on the other hand—was more than happy, getting to fuck you relentlessley every night, having a reason ignore your whimpers for him to give you a moment, only for him to remind you, “We have to make sure you get pregnant baby, isn’t that what you wanted? To grow my child in your lil’ womb hmm?”

And after those same nights, you would lay in bed with Geto, his arms wrapped around you, whispering sweet words of encouragement after he just fucked you unwalkable.

 “We'll get there, baby,” he would say, pressing soft kisses to your forehead. “We just need to be patient.”

You were both lounging around the house, enjoying the lazy day. Geto was reading a book while you were trying to decide what to make for dinner. opening the fridge, you sighed.

 “Sugu’, we’re out of almost everything,” you called out, staring at the nearly empty shelves.

Geto looked up from his book, raising an eyebrow. “Really? I thought we just went shopping,” he replied, setting his book down and walking over to join you.

You shrugged, stepping aside to let him see for himself. “Guess we forgot to pick up a few things,” you said, watching as he scanned the contents of the fridge.

Geto hummed in agreement, closing the fridge door. “Well, we can’t have that, can we?” he said, turning to look at you. “How about we go to the store? We can pick up what we need and maybe grab something for dinner too.”

You nodded, appreciating his willingness to help out. “Sounds like a plan, Sugu’,” you replied, grabbing your wallet and keys. “Let's go.”

He picked up a shopping cart as soon as you both entered the store and began navigating the aisles. Geto took the lead, pushing the cart while you walked beside him, a shopping list in hand.

After getting most of the things you needed, it came time to check out.

Unbeknownst to Geto, you had secretly picked up a pregnancy test and slipped it into the basket. Your heart racing as the cashier picked up the test, scanning it without a second glance. You held your breath, wondering if Geto had noticed. But he remained silent, paying for the items and chatting casually with the cashier.

The sun was starting its slow descent, casting a warm golden glow through the kitchen window as you returned home.

Your heart was pounding in your chest, a secret hidden within those shopping bags you carefully placed on the counter. You busied yourself, unpacking the groceries, your hands slightly shaking as you tried to appear calm and collected. But Geto, ever observant, noticed your nervous energy from across the room. 

He watched you for a moment, a knowing look in his eyes, before quietly making his way over. Sliding his arms around your waist, he pulled you back against his chest, his palms roaming across your hips, caressing the curves of your body. You let out a soft gasp as his touch sent a jolt through you.

He leaned in close, his lips brushing your ear as he whispered, his warm breath tickling your skin, "Wanna tell me what this is all about, baby?" 

You froze, your heart pounding in your ribs. Of course, he had seen the pregnancy test. "I just wanted to be sure, Sugu’," you replied, your voice soft and hesitant. "I didn't want to get your hopes up." his hands stilled on your hips and you could feel his eyes on you as he waited for you to turn and face him. 

"Why didn't you tell me, sweetheart?" Geto asked, his voice gentle and full of understanding. "We've been hoping for this. I know it's a big deal, but we're in this together." his palms were gentle as they slid up your stomach, his thumbs brushing the underside of your breasts.

"No secrets, remember?" he murmured, his lips now placing soft kisses along your jaw. 

Turning in his arms, you found yourself face-to-face with him, his eyes searching yours. "I know, and I'm sorry," you whispered, your worries melting away under the intense gaze. 

His hands continued their exploration, sliding up your thighs now, drawing you closer against him so you could feel his cock against your belly. "Let me make it up to you," you breathed, your eyes dropping to his lips. 

without another word, you dropped to your knees in front of him, running your hands up his powerful thighs. you could feel his eyes on you as you undid his belt, your heart pounding with anticipation.

His hands kneading the back of your neck as you pulled his zipper down, freeing his thick, hard cock. You paused for a moment, looking up at him, before taking the tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the head, tasting his pre-cum. 

A soft groan escaped his lips as you took more of him into your mouth, slowly working your way down his length. Your hands rested on his thighs for support as you took him deeper, your nose nuzzling his pubic bone. He filled your mouth completely, and you relaxed your throat, taking him all the way down, your lips brushing his balls. 

He let out a sharp breath, his hands tightening in your hair. "Fuuuck, baby, that feels so good," he grunted, his hips beginning to move gently, thrusting slowly into your wet, warm mouth. 

You looked up at him, your eyes smoldering, as you began to bob your head, sucking and licking, taking pleasure in your power over him. 

He tasted so good, and you wanted to pleasure him, to show him how much you cared. You slid your hands up his thighs, gripping his ass, pulling him deeper into your throat as you moaned softly around him. 

His movements became more urgent, his cock sliding in and out of your mouth with a wet, sucking sound. 

"Keep goin’ princess," he grunted, his hips stuttering as he held you in place, his cock thrusting deep into your throat. you relaxed and took him, your nails digging into his thighs as he began to cum, spurting hot and salty into your throat. 

“Mmgnhguk–!” you swallowed around him, milking him with your mouth, drawing out his orgasm. as his hips stilled, you slowly pulled off him, licking your lips, a satisfied smile on your face. 

He ran a hand through his hair, his eyes clouded with wanting. "That was…that was amazing, baby. But now, I needa’ to taste you." he pulled you up, crushing his lips to yours, kissing you deeply, passionately, tasting himself on your tongue.

His hands roamed your body, cupping your tits, squeezing and teasing your nipples through your shirt. You moaned into his mouth, your hands fumbling with his buttons, needing to feel skin on skin. “Mmngh–Sugu’..”

He broke the kiss, breathing heavily, as guided you onto the counter, spreading your legs. As he knelt before you, his eyes hot as he pulled your pants down, revealing your wet, eager pussy. "So fucking gorgeous," he murmured, his breath hot against your sensitive skin as he leaned in, placing a soft kiss on your inner thigh. 

You let out a soft whimper, anticipation coiling tight within you. Then - his tongue was on you, licking slow and deep, teasing your clit, making you squirm. 

His hands gripped your knees, holding you in place as he feasted, sucking and lapping at your sweetness. 

“Su-Suguru…mmnh!” you moaned his name, your hands tangling in his hair, holding him against you as your hips bucked gently.

"Mmm, you taste so fucking good," he hummed against your pussy, sending vibrations through you as his tongue delved deep, then circled your sensitive clit. 

"Cum for me, baby, I want to feel you cum, fuckin’ need it baby." his fingers now joined, two of them sliding inside you, curling and stroking that magic spot deep within your pussy. 

You cried out, your body tightening around his fingers as your orgasm hit. He held you through it, his tongue relentless, lapping at your juices as you rode out the waves of pleasure.

"That's it, baby, let go f’me," he mumbled, his voice a soft purr. As the tremors began to subside, he slowed, placing gentle kisses along your sensitive slit. Leaving you panting, your body sated, a satisfied smile on your face as you looked down at him. 

He stood, both of his palms facing flat by your sides, kissing you deeply. "You did so good, pretty girl." he smirked against your mouth, his hands holding you close. "I could say the same to you handsome," you grinned back, pressing your lips to his. 

XOXO

Gojo Satoru DBD Ghostface Au!

+ some scenes from scream 1996 I feel like Billy Loomis matches him♡

Also, Gojo with his hair slicked back like that? Cheff kiss. I've tried to make the design as Gojo as possible, but I can't use too much white/bright blue, Ghostface is a stalker anything bright would make no sense</3

Ghost face in general feels like Gojo because of the taunting nature and the way he kinda plays with his victims also Danny from dbdGhostface has a thing for showing off and seeing his kills get coverage in the news again works for Gojo

Jjk is my current fixation, and I've always been a huge fan of horror + slasher movies, so here's a little au!I'm thinking Geto was initially the second Ghostface, but then he left, perhaps jigsa works for him?

A little gift<3

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