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SNOWBOUND BABY / TOKREV X READER.
@thvkei; cute lil things our boys do during winter ⟡ part one.
ft. takemichi, mikey, and draken x gn!reader
genre. fluff, headcanons
notes. this post is sfw, but this account contains nsfw content. please do not follow if you're a minor.
✰ TAKEMICHI.
as hard as he tries to be the stoic, protective boyfriend, something about the way the snow spills fluidly from the abundance of clouds above his head makes his heart retreat to his childhood days.
he loves winter, but hates the cold. you find it funny how he humors himself by building snow castles and other childish matters, yet complains when the icy burn of frost bites at the tips of his fingers.
CONSTANTLY gets caught underneath the mistletoe. he finds it so embarrassing but he loves kissing you so he can't complain.
gingerbread-house-decorating-competition in which his literally falls apart in front of your eyes and you hysterically watch him try and piece it back together.
no matter how long you've been dating, he still gets flustered when you take his cheeks between your palms, soothing the redness that consumes them due to the biting cold.
takes you to see a christmas play but it turns out to be for kids. you both get bored and end up running out, giggling whilst plotting to meet up with his friends and get tipsy on eggnog and mulled wine.
big fan of hot chocolate, but is absolute ass at making them. how someone can be bad at making at hot drink, you aren't sure. however, after his first and only attempt, you ultimately decide that you'll be in charge of making them from now on.
leaves buying christmas presents until last minute bc he thinks he can handle it... wrong L bozo. 💀
panics on christmas eve and embarrassedly calls you in the middle of a clothes store asking what your size is.
ends up buying you a pair of matching pjs, they're super cute 'n fluffy <3
tries so hard to wrap your presents but he literally can't figure out how to make it look neat for the life of him 😭. skill issue tbh.
running up to him before he can slip out for work in the morning, wrapping his scarf around his neck and planting a kiss on his cheek while he quietly recognizes how lucky he is to have you in his life.
ice skating date where takemichi falls so many times you swear he will be littered in bruises the following day, which you were right about.
flu season. he believes he's immune, (he's not), and always ends up sick.
taking a hot shower together to warm up :))
BLANKET HOGGER‼️ steals the blankets from you when you're asleep, so you have to literally have to fight him for them. falls off the bed.
✰ MIKEY.
literally a winter fiend.
unbothered by the cold but always faces the consequences, which is lowkey annoying cuz he always catches a cold 'n then you have to babysit his ass back to full health.
steals all your coats, hoodies and jackets even though he has his own.
when you question him on it, he either lies about stealing, (even when he's LITERALLY wearing it), or deflects your accusing tone with a compliment.
"you know, the snow really brings out the color of your eyes. they're s'pretty, y/n. ♡."
"mikey 😐."
if you're stupid enough to even TRY and wear a scarf in his vicinity, you better run cuz he will grab that shit 'n force you to share.
forces you to make him hot coco (with whipped cream 'n marshmallows ofc)
he loves decorating the tree, will put you on his shoulders to place the star at the top ˊᗜˋ
intently watches you wrap presents. sticking your tongue out, fiddling with the tape 'n trying to hold it all together. he thinks it's so cute and endearing, he can't bring himself to help when you look so adorable.
gets concerningly pale?? i mean, he's already pale, but when he's cold, he gets like even whiter LMAO some1 help him
loves making snow angels
takes you on his bike to see the christmas lights!!
starts snowball fights out of fucking nowhere. you swear he almost gave you a concussion once but he denies it ever happening smh. 🤥
trying to do a christmas movie marathon but tbh good luck bc this man can't focus for more than 5 minutes.
as well as being a blanket hogger, in winter, mikey and the concept of personal space become complete strangers. bro will cling to you like you're tryin' to go somewhere when actually you're just trying to sleep.
✰ DRAKEN.
one of the best winter boyfriends omg!!
constantly warm. it's like hugging a fucking radiator, but in a good way :D
the feeling of waking up next to him in winter is unmatched. your head lies on his chest, and his bicep holds your waist against him with the perfect strength. soft snores pass through his open lips, blonde locks strewn across the pillow.
late night trips to the convenience store bc u want snacks!!
constantly shoving an extra layer of clothes on you, just to be safe.
personally isn't a fan of the cold, but bares it for you.
you force him to go ice skating with you, but all it takes is one fall and he's stomping off the rink cussing out the ice whilst you cling to him, drowning in your own giggles.
strokes you hair as you watch christmas classics, feeling his chest vibrate with gentle laughter as he cradles you against him.
laughing at him because he's wearing mittens LMAO
surprise attacking him with a wrestle in the snow, only to end up pinned beneath him panting and tapping out because his bodyweight is crushing you.
would take a lot of convincing, but would wear a onesie if it really made you happy.
going on a cut-your-own-christmas-tree-farm date and my god does he make a fine lumberjack.
even though you’d been extra cautious, you still got sick. but don't worry, ken takes care of you.
that is after he's lectured you on wearing warmer clothes even though you literally wear at least two hoodies every time you walk outside.
gets pissed when you shove snow in his hood and doesn't notice until he pulls it over his head. 💀
making cookies together but somehow coming out with triple how many you were acc supposed to make so your kitchen was practically overflowing with the damn things.
going on a date to see the fireworks. draken stares at you with love and true adoration in his eyes as you gawk at the pretty streams of light, lips forming an 'o' as you admire the way they shoot through the sky. he's never been happier.
please do not repost or steal my work ─ i don't allow translations or resposts on any other platforms.
SNOWBOUND BABY / TOKREV X READER.
@thvkei; cute lil things our boys do during winter ⟡ part one.
ft. takemichi, mikey, and draken x gn!reader
genre. fluff, headcanons
notes. this post is sfw, but this account contains nsfw content. please do not follow if you're a minor.
✰ TAKEMICHI.
as hard as he tries to be the stoic, protective boyfriend, something about the way the snow spills fluidly from the abundance of clouds above his head makes his heart retreat to his childhood days.
he loves winter, but hates the cold. you find it funny how he humors himself by building snow castles and other childish matters, yet complains when the icy burn of frost bites at the tips of his fingers.
CONSTANTLY gets caught underneath the mistletoe. he finds it so embarrassing but he loves kissing you so he can't complain.
gingerbread-house-decorating-competition in which his literally falls apart in front of your eyes and you hysterically watch him try and piece it back together.
no matter how long you've been dating, he still gets flustered when you take his cheeks between your palms, soothing the redness that consumes them due to the biting cold.
takes you to see a christmas play but it turns out to be for kids. you both get bored and end up running out, giggling whilst plotting to meet up with his friends and get tipsy on eggnog and mulled wine.
big fan of hot chocolate, but is absolute ass at making them. how someone can be bad at making at hot drink, you aren't sure. however, after his first and only attempt, you ultimately decide that you'll be in charge of making them from now on.
leaves buying christmas presents until last minute bc he thinks he can handle it... wrong L bozo. 💀
panics on christmas eve and embarrassedly calls you in the middle of a clothes store asking what your size is.
ends up buying you a pair of matching pjs, they're super cute 'n fluffy <3
tries so hard to wrap your presents but he literally can't figure out how to make it look neat for the life of him 😭. skill issue tbh.
running up to him before he can slip out for work in the morning, wrapping his scarf around his neck and planting a kiss on his cheek while he quietly recognizes how lucky he is to have you in his life.
ice skating date where takemichi falls so many times you swear he will be littered in bruises the following day, which you were right about.
flu season. he believes he's immune, (he's not), and always ends up sick.
taking a hot shower together to warm up :))
BLANKET HOGGER‼️ steals the blankets from you when you're asleep, so you have to literally have to fight him for them. falls off the bed.
✰ MIKEY.
literally a winter fiend.
unbothered by the cold but always faces the consequences, which is lowkey annoying cuz he always catches a cold 'n then you have to babysit his ass back to full health.
steals all your coats, hoodies and jackets even though he has his own.
when you question him on it, he either lies about stealing, (even when he's LITERALLY wearing it), or deflects your accusing tone with a compliment.
"you know, the snow really brings out the color of your eyes. they're s'pretty, y/n. ♡."
"mikey 😐."
if you're stupid enough to even TRY and wear a scarf in his vicinity, you better run cuz he will grab that shit 'n force you to share.
forces you to make him hot coco (with whipped cream 'n marshmallows ofc)
he loves decorating the tree, will put you on his shoulders to place the star at the top ˊᗜˋ
intently watches you wrap presents. sticking your tongue out, fiddling with the tape 'n trying to hold it all together. he thinks it's so cute and endearing, he can't bring himself to help when you look so adorable.
gets concerningly pale?? i mean, he's already pale, but when he's cold, he gets like even whiter LMAO some1 help him
loves making snow angels
takes you on his bike to see the christmas lights!!
starts snowball fights out of fucking nowhere. you swear he almost gave you a concussion once but he denies it ever happening smh. 🤥
trying to do a christmas movie marathon but tbh good luck bc this man can't focus for more than 5 minutes.
as well as being a blanket hogger, in winter, mikey and the concept of personal space become complete strangers. bro will cling to you like you're tryin' to go somewhere when actually you're just trying to sleep.
✰ DRAKEN.
one of the best winter boyfriends omg!!
constantly warm. it's like hugging a fucking radiator, but in a good way :D
the feeling of waking up next to him in winter is unmatched. your head lies on his chest, and his bicep holds your waist against him with the perfect strength. soft snores pass through his open lips, blonde locks strewn across the pillow.
late night trips to the convenience store bc u want snacks!!
constantly shoving an extra layer of clothes on you, just to be safe.
personally isn't a fan of the cold, but bares it for you.
you force him to go ice skating with you, but all it takes is one fall and he's stomping off the rink cussing out the ice whilst you cling to him, drowning in your own giggles.
strokes you hair as you watch christmas classics, feeling his chest vibrate with gentle laughter as he cradles you against him.
laughing at him because he's wearing mittens LMAO
surprise attacking him with a wrestle in the snow, only to end up pinned beneath him panting and tapping out because his bodyweight is crushing you.
would take a lot of convincing, but would wear a onesie if it really made you happy.
going on a cut-your-own-christmas-tree-farm date and my god does he make a fine lumberjack.
even though you’d been extra cautious, you still got sick. but don't worry, ken takes care of you.
that is after he's lectured you on wearing warmer clothes even though you literally wear at least two hoodies every time you walk outside.
gets pissed when you shove snow in his hood and doesn't notice until he pulls it over his head. 💀
making cookies together but somehow coming out with triple how many you were acc supposed to make so your kitchen was practically overflowing with the damn things.
going on a date to see the fireworks. draken stares at you with love and true adoration in his eyes as you gawk at the pretty streams of light, lips forming an 'o' as you admire the way they shoot through the sky. he's never been happier.
please do not repost or steal my work ─ i don't allow translations or resposts on any other platforms.
I. AM. SCREAMING!!!! @yuujispinkhair you just made my day, ily!!!!!
Dress
pairing: gojo satoru x reader summary: every student assumes that you and gojo satoru, who always seems to be by your side, are best friends, but you don't want him just like that. contents: MDNI, NSFW, fem!reader, established relationship, fluff, secretly dating, both reader and gojo are teachers in JJK setting, drunk-in-love gojo, pet names, alcohol, reader is a year younger, nipple!play, bathtub scene, oral!fem!receiving, missionary, mentions of death, mentions of past. inspired by the song dress word count: 4.2k
"There is an indentation in the shape of you Only bought this dress so you could take it off."
With a gentle sigh, you announced the end of the day's lesson and tidied up your folders. "That's it for today. Let's continue this tomorrow," you said, your voice lingering in the big classroom.
"Got it, Y/N-sensei!" Yuuji, ever the eager student, quickly jumped up from his seat and held the door open for you. You smiled at him and thanked him for his help.
Megumi and Nobara followed behind you as you exited the classroom, chatting and laughing amongst themselves.
You walked down the hallway, listening with amusement as the trio bickered about what they would eat for lunch.
It was heartwarming to see them getting along so well, as it reminded you how Nanami and Haibara would constantly bicker and argue and how you used to act as the peacemaker between them during your student days.
You felt a pang of sadness as you realized how much Haibara would have enjoyed spending time with them.
Your smile faded when you imagined the laughter and conversations that could have been, but you quickly shook off the feeling, letting go of the past and any negative thoughts that threatened to bring you down.
You suddenly felt a subtle vibration in your pocket, prompting you to snap back into reality. Without wasting a second, you reached down to retrieve your phone, and as you glanced at the screen, a smile returned to your face.
Gojo Satoru.
The caller ID revealed a familiar name and number, triggering a rush of emotions within you, and you felt a surge of delight as you answered the call.
"Sweetheart," he greeted you, his voice filled with warmth and affection. You could hear the smile in his voice as he continued, "I've had your dress delivered to your dorm. Wear that tonight."
You sighed deeply, knowing that Gojo wouldn't take no for an answer. You kept your voice low, conscious of the surrounding students, as you responded, "Got that, 'Toru."
You and Gojo had been together for a couple of years now, and while all the staff knew about your relationship, you had agreed to keep it private in front of the students to maintain professionalism. In front of the students, you acted as if you were just friends, but behind closed doors, you were much more than that.
Every student assumes that you and Satoru, who always seems to be by your side, are best friends; but you don't want him like that.
You suddenly heard his voice interrupting you as you were lost in your thoughts. "What time should I fetch you?" he asked.
"Utahime, Shoko, and I will go together, hun," you replied, slightly pouting. "I'll just see you at the venue."
It was a time-honored tradition at Jujutsu High for all the staff and teachers to come together every quarter and share a scrumptious feast and some refreshing drinks. This get-together aimed to strengthen the ties between colleagues and nurture a sense of camaraderie within the school.
It was an eagerly anticipated affair, providing an excellent opportunity for the attendees to catch up with one another and reconnect with sorcerers.
"I don't like that idea. I haven't seen you for a week, too," he exclaimed with a hint of stress clearly evident. You could sense the disappointment in his tone, and your heart ached a little at the thought of him being upset.
"Sorry, babe, but I promise to stay by your side all night," you said, trying to sound as reassuring as possible. You chuckled softly when you heard him sigh in defeat, knowing you had won.
You indeed had the strongest sorcerer wrapped around your finger.
"Okay. I love you, see you, pretty girl," he said, his lips smacking exaggeratedly as he blew you kisses through the phone.
You couldn't help but giggle at his antics replying, "I love you too!" You bid your farewells as you ended the call, feeling a sense of excitement wash over you as you looked forward to spending the night with your boyfriend.
Arriving at your dorm room, you immediately noticed a big white box outside your door. It looked like an expensive package, with its pristine white exterior and sturdy construction.
You picked up the box, and as you opened the door, you carried it inside.
Setting the box down on your bed, you took a peek through the small card placed on top of it.
Bought you this dress, so I could take it off. From Gojo Satoru.
You gasped at his boldness, laughing as you opened the package, your eyes were immediately drawn to the vibrant color of the dress. It was a rich, warm shade of red - a deep maroon that exuded elegance and sophistication.
Lifting the dress out of the box, you couldn't help but notice its intricate details.
The dress had a halter-neck design, with delicate straps fastening behind the neck. But what really caught your attention was the stunning backless detail - revealing just the right amount of skin.
The intricate details woven into the fabric were mesmerizing.
It was clear that this was no ordinary dress - it was a work of art, an exquisite masterpiece that had clearly been customized with care and attention to detail.
You held it in your hands, and you couldn't help but feel a sense of awe, marveling at the beauty and elegance of this stunning piece of clothing.
Y/N How much is this!???? Omg, I said to stop buying me too many dresses! I need to buy another closet soon... this one looks expensive honey :( Satoru You deserve it. You can have a long walk-in closet in our future house, so don't worry about your pretty little head! Gtg, I need to go. Y/N You're impossible. Satoru You love me.
You let out a soft chuckle as you read through his latest text message, shaking your head in amusement at the sheer persistence that Gojo Satoru has. It's one of the things you love about him - his unwavering determination to get what he wants.
Some might see it as a negative trait, but to you, it's a testament to his determination and unwavering commitment to achieving his goals.
Yet, for all his assertiveness and confidence, he's the most considerate man you've ever met. He never made decisions without considering the potential outcomes and how they would impact those around him.
It's a rare quality in someone so driven and successful, but it sets him apart from others.
His love for his students and the younger generation is palpable, and the care and attention he gives them is a testament to his character. But more than anything, you cherish the love he's given you the most.
The kind of love that you crave and never want to let go of.
The day had flown by effortlessly, and now you are standing in front of the mirror, applying your favorite lip gloss. Taking a step back, you gaze at your reflection, feeling pleased with how you look.
The red backless dress perfectly hugs your curves in all the right places, and the color complements your skin tone perfectly. You paired it with some strappy black heels that elongate your legs.
You've applied light makeup to your face, ensuring a natural look that accentuates your features.
You then heard a soft knock on your door. When you approached the door and opened it, you found Shoko and Utahime looking at you with awe in their eyes.
Utahime couldn't contain her excitement and exclaimed, "Oh my gosh! You look stunning, girl!" She hugged you tightly, still amazed at your appearance.
Holding your hand, Shoko slowly twirled you around and said teasingly, "Gojo would be on his feet in seconds if he saw you like this, Y/N."
You blush at their compliments and mutter, "I really hate it when you tease me, senpai." You feel shy in front of them but grateful for their support. "But you both look gorgeous," you add, admiring their outfits.
You arrived at the venue hand-in-hand with Utahime, your other hand in Shoko's arms, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement coursing through your veins as you stepped inside.
The people turned their heads upon your entrance, greeting the three of you with warm smiles and friendly hellos. As you scanned the room, you immediately saw Gojo Satoru - standing up to approach you.
He looked as majestic as ever, dressed in a black polo shirt and matching pants accentuating his tall, lean frame. His dark glasses were placed on his eyes. He deactivated his infinity; he always does whenever he's around you.
"Baby," he greeted you with a warm smile, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead as he wrapped his arms around your waist protectively. "You look absolutely beautiful tonight."
You blushed at his compliment, feeling your heart swell with love and affection for this amazing man who always knew how to make you feel like the most special person in the world.
"You don't look too bad yourself, Satoru," you teased, leaning in to kiss his cheek.
He blushed slightly, despite his cocky demeanor, he always seemed to turn into a shy schoolboy around you. He guided you towards a seat he had saved for you, and the night began in earnest.
The night was spent in a whirlwind of laughter, good food, and plenty of alcohol.
Your boyfriend was dared by Nanami to drink, and you couldn't help but giggle at how competitive he could be at times.
Despite his lack of ability to handle his liquor, Gojo managed to hold his own throughout the night, never once letting go of your waist as the two of you mingled with the other guests.
The night wore on, you found yourself feeling more and more grateful to have an amazing man in your life. His arms never left your waist, and you felt shy as the people around you teased the two of you for being inseparable.
Finally, the night came to a close; Gojo pulled you closer you into his arms, his coat on your shoulders, looking big on you; he then shook his head to his driver in silence, suggesting that he would be carrying you on his back instead, muttering, "I'll take my girl home myself."
"Okay, 'Toru." The liquid courage immediately made you agree, hopping to his back when you saw him crouch down without second thoughts.
You felt carefree and alive as you clung to him; his hands reached your heels from your hands so he could hold them.
The cool night air caressed your face as you walked through the bustling streets; his cologne filled your senses, the sounds of his laughter and stories filling the air.
Arriving ten minutes later in his apartment, Satoru helped you out of your dress; You giggled as he clumsily fumbled with the zipper, finally managing to free you from the confines of the fabric. You undressed him, revealing his toned body to you.
Afterward, his glasses were removed, and as you did so, Satoru shut his eyes, fully aware of your next move.
You leaned in and gently kissed each of his eyelids. When he opened his eyes again, a loving gaze of cerulean blue met yours.
With a small smile on your face, you took his hand, guided him, stepped into the warm, inviting water of the bathtub, and settled in, feeling the suds and lavender-scented bubbles envelop your skin.
"You look so fucking beautiful," Satoru's words were slurred when he leaned in to kiss your face before his lips found yours.
You felt a jolt of electricity run through your body as his mouth moved against yours, his tongue exploring every inch of your mouth. Your hands roamed over his body, feeling the muscles beneath your fingertips. "I missed my baby so much,"
"Satoru," You muttered as you felt his kiss deepen; you felt his cock growing hard beneath you. Without hesitation, you climbed onto his lap, straddling him as he groaned in pleasure. You felt his hands wander down your body, tracing the curves of your breasts and hips. "Please, I need you."
"Come here, my sweet girl." Satoru leaned back against the edge of the tub, his cock standing proud and erect. You smiled as you straddled him, your body sinking down onto his hard length.
"You feel so good, 'Toru," A moan escaped your lips as you began to ride him, his cock sliding in and out of you with ease, your hips grinding against his in a slow, seductive rhythm.
"I missed these two so much," Satoru's hands roamed over your chest, caressing your breasts. He leaned in to suckle on your nipples, his tongue flicking over the sensitive flesh.
You gasped, your body arching into his touch. He continued to lavish attention on your breasts, switching from one to the other with practiced ease.
"Such a good girl for wearing that dress tonight," Satoru's lips then found your neck, sucking and peppering it with kisses. "Can't get enough of you, can't stop staring at you."
"I'm so close," you gasped, your body trembling with desire. The sensation was overwhelming, and you could feel your muscles start to tense as you climbed closer and closer to climax.
Satoru's breaths grew ragged as he neared the edge, groaning your name as his body taut with anticipation.
"B-baby," you whimpered, unable to hold back any longer. The pleasure was too much to bear, and you heighten in a burst of ecstasy. Your body shook with the force of your release, and you collapsed against Satoru's chest, panting and spent.
You snuggled closer to him, enjoying the warmth and safety of his embrace.
"I love you," Satoru whispered those words; you stared back at him, captivated by the intensity of his gaze and how he looked at you with such adoration and care made you feel like the only woman in the world.
Your response was almost automatic, as you whispered back, "I love you, too." He gently caressed your hair in response.
The alcohol had left you feeling tired and a little hazy, and your recent lovemaking took its toll on your body.
Satoru gently cleaned you up in the shower, taking extra care to be gentle and loving as he washed your body. His touch was tender and affectionate, and you pressed kisses onto his face.
He wrapped you in a soft robe, drying your hair with a mild touch, taking care not to tug or pull. It was a small gesture, but it spoke volumes about the depth of his love for you.
Carrying you bridal style, he made his way to the bed, his movements sure and steady. You were too tired to keep your eyes open, and you felt yourself drifting off to sleep.
The sensation of his fingers on your skin was comforting, and you felt yourself relax completely. He removed your robes and tucked you into bed.
"Good night, sweetheart." He whispered sweet nothings into your ear, his words lulling you into a peaceful slumber. His scent was intoxicating, and you felt yourself falling deeper and deeper into a state of bliss.
At that moment, you knew that you were loved. You knew that you were cherished.
And you knew that you had found your soulmate in Gojo Satoru.
The morning sun slowly rose over the horizon, and its golden rays began to filter through the window, casting a warm and inviting glow across the room.
The soft morning haze gradually began filling the space, creating a serene and peaceful atmosphere almost ethereal in its beauty.
The room itself seemed to come alive with a sense of magic and wonder as if a scene from a fairy tale came to life.
In the midst of this enchanting setting, two bodies lay intertwined, wrapped up in each other's arms. Their limbs were entwined, their hearts beating in perfect unison as they basked in the warmth and love that surrounded them.
It was as if time had stood still, and the world outside had faded away into nothingness, leaving only the two of them in a blissful embrace.
The soft light of the morning sun played across their faces, casting delicate shadows and highlights that only enhanced their beauty. Their skin seemed to glow with a radiance almost otherworldly, as if they were beings from a different plane of existence.
As the minutes ticked by, the morning light grew brighter and more intense, casting a warm and welcoming glow across the room.
You stirred, your eyes slowly opening to take in the beauty surrounding you. You stared at the man beside you with awe, marveling at the depth of their peace as they comfortably slept.
Smiling, you felt your heart swell upon hearing his soft breaths; reminiscing that he was the one who made your life complete, the one who filled your days with laughter and happiness. You couldn't imagine a life without him.
You lay there, taking in the moment, you realized that waking up beside him was always the thing that left you speechless.
It was a feeling that you could never put into words. It was a feeling of contentment, of knowing you were right where you were meant to be.
Satoru slowly opened his eyelids. His gaze met yours, and he couldn't help but flash you a lopsided smile that was both playful and teasing.
"Enjoying the view?" he asked, his voice rasp.
You chuckled at his playful remark, feeling your own lips curve into a smile. "Always," you replied, reaching out to take his hand, feeling his warmth and strength as you intertwined your fingers.
Satoru's touch is gentle and tender, as if he is handling something precious and delicate. His fingers trail along your arms, sending shivers down your spine.
He moved his body closer to yours, placing his head on your neck. The softness of his lips against your neck sends a jolt of electricity through your veins.
You can feel the warmth of his breath on your skin, and it sends a tingling sensation all over your body.
With each kiss, you feel yourself falling deeper and deeper into a state of bliss.
"Good morning," he whispers those two little words, you feel your heart ache with emotion.
You watch as he tugs at the sheets, his fingers moving with practiced ease as he reveals more and more of your skin.
The fabric slips from you, revealing the smooth curve of your neck and the delicate slope of your collarbone. Eyes are fixed on yours as he positioned himself on top of you.
Satoru's hands are warm and gentle as he caresses your breasts, his fingers tracing the curve of your nipples before tugging them gently. You can't help but moan softly as he continues to explore your body, his touch sending electric pulses of pleasure through you.
"Satoru," you whisper, your voice laced with desire. You lean forward to kiss him, your lips meeting his in a soft, sweet embrace.
He responds eagerly, his tongue probing the depths of your mouth as his hands continue to explore your body.
His hands continue to send shivers up your spine as he caresses your inner thighs, his fingers teasing the sensitive skin there. You can feel your arousal building with each passing moment.
When his fingers finally brush against your most sensitive spot, you can't help but arch your back, your hips bucking in anticipation.
"I love waking up with you, so I can do this too, Y/N," Satoru whispers, his voice low and husky. He continues to suckle on your breast, you feel a wave of pleasure wash over you. His touch is gentle yet firm, and his tongue flickers on your sensitive nipple.
You moaned softly, your body responding to his every touch.
He switches his attention to your other breast, lavishing it with the same attention. You arch your back, offering yourself up to him completely. His hands roam freely across your body, exploring every inch of your skin. You feel yourself growing wet with desire, your body aching for more.
"I want you," he whispers in your ear, his breath hot against your skin. "I want to make you feel good." You nod your head, unable to resist his charms any longer.
"Please, baby."
"My princess wants, my princess gets." He leans forward and captures your lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue darting out to explore your mouth. You feel yourself getting lost in the moment, the sensations overwhelming you.
He reaches down to resume caressing your womanhood, eliciting a soft gasp from you. Satoru lowers himself into your cunt, using his thumb to part your lips slightly and exposing your clit. He begins to tenderly circle it with the tip of his finger, sending shivers down your spine.
Your body grows warmer under his touch, your breath coming faster. You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, your body begging for release.
"You taste so sweet, could eat this all day," He moved his tongue deeper inside you, lapping like a man with thirst; his fingers continued to apply gentle pressure, adding to the intensity of the moment as your legs began to tremble uncontrollably.
You could feel yourself getting closer to the brink of orgasm, your breath quickening and your cries becoming louder with each passing second. You knew that you were on the verge of release, and he also seemed to sense it. He pressed harder, driving you over the edge and into a world of pure pleasure.
"More," Your entire body convulsed as waves of ecstasy radiated throughout your being. You cried out his name with each spasm, tears streaming down your face as you surrendered to the intensity of the moment.
It was as if nothing else in the world mattered except for the pure pleasure that he was giving you.
As you slowly came back down from the high of your orgasm, he gently licked your thighs clean of any traces of your seed. You could feel his arousal growing as he savored the taste of you, and it only added to the intensity of the moment.
Moving on top of you, he caressed your cheek with one hand while the other rested gently on your shoulder, providing comfort and safety as you basked in the afterglow of your pleasure. You felt a sense of gratitude wash over you, and for the person who had given it to you. "Good girl,"
With his heart racing and his face flushed, Satoru positioned himself between your legs. He guided his hardened member towards your delicate entrance.
Watching your reaction, Satoru slowly slid inside, feeling your warmth envelop him.
"Fuck, baby you're so tight," The sensation was almost overwhelming, and he had to take a deep breath to steady himself. When he felt that you were ready, he continued his steady advance, gradually easing your legs open to stretch to his size. "You feel so good,"
He moved in and out of you, wrapping your legs around him; Satoru could feel your walls clenching, sending shivers of delight through his entire body.
He was completely focused on you, on the way your body responded to his touch, on the way your scent filled his nostrils. "Could spend all day inside you, Y/N."
"Toru," You moaned when he found your nipples again, the overstimulation edging you to ecstasy.
The sound of skin slapping together filled the room, accompanied by soft moans and groans of pleasure. Breaths became ragged, each movement bringing you both closer to the precipice.
"So warm," He sensed you reaching the edge, Satoru changed the angle slightly, hitting your sweet spot perfectly. The sensation was almost too much to bear, and you cried out, your body tensing as you let go completely.
Satoru continued to move in and out of you, uttering, "M'close,"
You both reached your orgasms, his body tensed up and his breath quickened. You could feel his muscles contracting around you, and then his release came in a rush of heat and ecstasy.
His seed spilled deep inside of you, filling you with his essence and marking you as his.
You could feel the warmth spreading through your body as he collapsed on top of you, spent and satisfied. The feeling of his weight pressing down on you was comforting, as if he was claiming you as his own.
You could feel the sweat on your skin, and the scent of sex hung heavily in the air. Laying on the bed, still connected, breaths were heavy and labored. The aftermath of love-making had left you both in a state of blissful exhaustion.
He pulls out slowly, pressing kisses on your forehead and whispering, "My one and only." He started, adding, "My lifeline," as he kissed your nose, and his lips met yours.
"Marry me, Y/N."
Note: OMG, I can't believe I did this, lmao. When I started writing a couple of weeks ago, I didn't think it was even possible for me to write an NSFW, but yeah, Satoru is THAT man. so please be gentle with me, it's my first time writing an 18+ fic!!! sorry for the over-emotional scenes, this is very self-indulgent :) Will be posting a new fic within next week!
Love,
Aurora.
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So many southerners are gonna make fun of me but
I f**king hate summer
The flowers? Love. Green trees? Love. The gentle heat of the sun? Hell yeah.
But noooo I'm here up NORTH in WASHINGTON. THE RAINY BlTCH STATE. The grass is dead and brown and all the flowers are already shriveled in the heat (except the exotic species those are thriving). The fruit trees are producing wonderfully all through town but I can't walk to any of them because I get lightheaded and nauseous when out for more than half an hour.
It's only 30°c out here, but the thermometer easily caps out in the sun. That same sun I was just walking under for an hour and a half and now I want to collapse.
I miss winter. The snow is beautiful, and that sharp sting of the cold burns but at the same time it feels so good. You can freeze your room by leaving the windows open and then bundle up under a cocoon of blankets without overheating and watch a movie while everything outside is icy. Walking in a snowy forest at night is ethereal, and you feel like a spirit. Walking in the forest at night in summer and you'll be tripping over trash while trying to avoid people and not get stabbed.
Lamenting rant over I needed to get this out of my system while I cooled down.
Cold weather enjoyer FREAKS when they’re shivering and tensed up and can’t feel their toes and their face hurts and
