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𝑰 𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝑯𝒆𝒓, 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝑻𝒐𝒐

𝑮𝒆𝒕𝒐 𝑺𝒖𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒖 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒙 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒖

𝑺𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔: 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒉 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝑮𝒆𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒅. 𝑮𝒆𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐. 𝒀𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒐.

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝑫𝒐𝒎 𝑮𝒆𝒕𝒐, 𝑺𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓, 𝑺𝒖𝒃 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐, 𝑽𝒐𝒚𝒆𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒎, 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆, 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒄 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑮𝒆𝒕𝒐, 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆 𝒂𝒖, 𝒎𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒏 𝒂𝒖, 𝒍𝒈𝒃𝒕𝒒 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒖𝒏𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒙, 𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒙, 𝒗𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒗𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒙, 𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒙, 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏. 𝑰 𝑫𝑰𝑫 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝑬𝑫𝑰𝑻 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝒀 𝑺𝑶 𝑩𝑬𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑬 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑬𝑹𝑹𝑶𝑹𝑺.

𝑨/𝑵: 𝑯𝒆𝒚 𝒈𝒖𝒚𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒖 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔. 𝑬𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒓𝒆𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝑪𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒘. 𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚. ( 𝑺𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆: 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍, 𝑮𝒆𝒕𝒐 𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝑨𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍)

𝑾𝑪: 7.7𝒌 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔

𝑮𝒆𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐'𝒔 𝑯𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑳𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆✯

𝑬𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚❤︎

“Babe, what are your thoughts on Satoru,” you remembered your “boyfriend” asking a few weeks ago as he sat beside you inside the library. 

Well he wasn’t technically your boyfriend. But he was. If you understand what I mean. 

“He's pretty,” you replied. 

“That’s all?” he asked with his brow raised. 

“Am I supposed to say something else? Why are you asking?” you asked out of curiosity with your eyebrow raised. 

“I just wanted to know what you thought about my best friend, that's all,” he said as he removed himself from beside you and went about his business. 

“Weird,” you thought as you proceeded to read over your economics notes. For the rest of the day you wondered why he asked you that question all of a sudden. But you never really confronted him about it. And he didn't either. Not until two weeks ago, when he had you panting below while his thick cock slided delectably in and out of your delicious cunt.

“Su, I think I’m about to cum,” you remembered screaming as you desperately cling to his shoulders for support. He chuckled softly in your ear and picked up a bit more speed. And it wasn’t long after, your pussy began to gush liquid around his cock while he pumped you full with his seed. 

You both were gasping heavily when he fell over you. After a brief period of stillness, he then questioned.

“Babe? What are your thoughts about Satoru?”

You rolled your eyes and said, "You're seriously asking me about another man while you're still balls deep inside of me?"

“Just answer the question, Y/N,” he advised.

You couldn't recall what you said in answer to his query. But you undoubtedly recall what he said to you later.

“Satoru, he likes you. I mean he admires you very much.”

“Yeah, and what does that have to do with me?” you asked. “I can’t stop him from admiring me.”

He slowly moved away from you and let out a sigh as he lay down next to you. "Would you have sex with him"

After he asked you the question, there was a protracted pause. Then all of a sudden, you start giggling. You looked at him and said, "You're kidding right?" He conveyed seriousness with the expression on his face.

You questioned yourself at that point if messing around with Geto Suguru was ever a wise idea. It was quite clear that you two weren't dating. But he still called you girlfriend despite that. It also very certainly didn't stop you from referring to him as your boyfriend.

At this point, it was unclear why you two were having the relationship. Furthermore, none of you cared to make the relationship official, which added to its already peculiar and confusing nature.

Why? That is a question that neither you nor him can respond to. And if either of you tried to respond to the query, you both would have said, "It's complicated." Boyfriend by Ariana Grande ft. Social House is the ideal song to describe your confusing relationship with Geto. 

Leave all that babbling alone. You had assumed that, regardless of the condition of your relationship, he would respect you enough to refrain from asking you a question like that. That evening, when you yelled at him and called him a cunt and he called you a bitch. Without saying anything further to him, you walked out of his room.

Since then, days have gone without either of you making an effort to apologise. You had hoped he would call and apologise to you, after all. Or maybe told you the reason he inquired about whether you would have had sex with his friend.

He didn't, though. You weren't texted or called by him. On campus, he would pass you while just acting unaware of your presence. And despite how much it hurt, you followed suit.

One of the biggest reasons you weren't together was probably this small-minded nonsense.

Yes, the relationship that you are in is a really complicated relationship.

You almost gave up one. You almost sai fuck whatever this relationship was until today. 

… 

He invited you to stop by his room tonight when he called you today outside of your class. You jumped at the chance to accept his invitation. You were somewhat eager as you made your way over to the frat house as night soon approached. If you're being completely honest with yourself, all you actually expected was an apology followed by some make-up sex.

You wouldn't mind if he skipped the apologies and went right to sex, to be honest. To your astonishment, though, you discovered his best friend sitting at the edge of the bed with a lollipop when you went into his room.

You turned around and walked straight out of his room while screaming, "What the fuck Suguru!" At that moment, you were beyond enraged. But Geto couldn't give a damn. He quickly grabbed your hand as you exited the frat house.

As he pulled you in his direction, he said, "Where the fuck do you think you going?"

You tried to draw away from him, "Home of course, I don't have time for your foolishness."

"What nonsense?" he demanded.

“Whatever you had prepared inside the room, I'm sure. It's unbelievable that you invited me over and when I got there, Gojo was in the bedroom.” You shouted, "You show absolutely no regard for me," and he hissed.

"You're constantly complaining and acting like a bitch. You react excessively to even the smallest of things,” he remarked as he tightened his hold on your arm. “Just shut the fuck up and let’s go inside.” 

As he continued to pull you inside the house, you took that as an opportunity to argue with him. And it was so funny that he was arguing back. And whenever you threw a nasty insult his way, he wasn’t afraid to throw one right back at you. 

It was fun while it lasted, but enough was enough. He was sort of getting tired of you talking to him like that. When he finally got to his side of the frat house, he lifted you in his arms and took you inside the room. He tossed you on the bed and quickly hovered over you while whispering, “Shut the fuck up, you’re overrreacting for nothing.”

After saying that, he smashed his lips against yours and moulded them together. He wasted no time in sticking his tongue deep inside your mouth to probe every crevice. As your hands made their way gently up his back and got tangled in his hair, you moaned against his lips. Smoke and coffee lingered on his lips, giving out a taste that you could taste. Well, not in the day or at night, but most of the time he tasted bitter and had always had a bitter taste on his lips.

You pressed your lips to his, and he laughed as you said, "I fucking hate you."

He felt you lift your hips to grind on his already-semi-hardened cock and said, "If you hate me so much, then stop attempting to rub your pussy on my cock." He withdrew from your lips and clamped his lips against your jaw, sucking on the tender flesh and leaving tiny marks there.

You were so engrossed in your personal enjoyment you were unaware that Gojo was around to observe the unhealthy interaction between you and Geto. He observed Geto kissing your neck and the valley of your breast as he was doing it. And just as Geto was going to suck on your nipple, Gojo mumbled his name.

You exhaled heavily and swiftly pushed Geto aside. You hurriedly sat up on the bed and straightened your attire. You apologised as you got out of bed, only to have Geto pull you back onto the bed.

He kissed you on the cheek and said, "Where do you think you're going?"

You said, "Home," as if it weren't so apparent already. "I'll return when he leaves so we can talk then," you said.

Geto shoved you onto the bed and hovered gently over you, saying, "No, stay."

“Sugu, you idiot, we can't do this in front of your friend,” you said as he tried to kiss you on the neck.

“He won't care. Right, Toru?” You both turned to face Gojo, who was giddy with blush.

He softly retorted, "N-No, I won't mind," and he averted his gaze from the two of you.

You watched Gojo's cheeks burning even fiercely as Geto praised him, "Good boy." Although you have seen him around campus flirting with a few girls, you have never seen him blush. Geto shifted your attention to him and said, "You see baby." He then slowly started to pull it up over your head and as you were going to object your shirt was on the floor. You snarled as the cool air in his bedroom brushed against your nipples. “He actually here to watch us have sex. I’ll probably even share you with him.” 

You gasped when you felt him sucking on the skin between your boobs after he buried his face there. "This wasn't something I agreed on."

He continued to make more love bites on your flesh while muttering, "Of course you did. Not in words, but I can tell how you feel about him. I am familiar enough with you to know how eager you are to sleep with him.”

You have no idea how he arrived at that decision. However, you weren't going to downplay your desire to sleep with Gojo. Considering that you really did. You were curious as to whether Mr. Popular would live up to his on-campus reputation.

There is more to Gojo than just looks. Hopefully he'll be able to give you what you want because he has it.

And it's likely for that reason that you were lying on the bed watching Gojo as Geto played with your breast. Geto chuckled as he took his hands from your breast to remove the rest of your clothing.

… 

Geto rubbed his finger over the damp seat of your underwear and murmured, "You're such a fucking slut. What an absolute shame."  You didn't speak; all you did was whimper into his neck's crook. He gave you a nipple pinch and a kiss on the forehead while chuckling. Geto told you to "Sit up," and you followed his instructions correctly.

And Gojo observed that as his best friend—possibly someone he had a flutter of interest in—moved to take a seat behind the girl he was also drawn to. He watched as you splayed your legs over Geto's legs and laid your back on him, exposing yourself to Gojo's sparkling blue eyes.

While he wanted he could step in for Geto, he was aware that it was impossible. Geto is completely in love with you, despite his desire to deny it, and he would crush anyone who even attempted to gaze your way. Gojo occasionally questions why he is permitted to get away with ogling you. And it's even more unexpected that Geto enquired about his feelings for you. Geto's revelation that he could have sex with you startled him even more. It was weird, but it is a query for a different day.

You murmured so sweetly, "Fuck." Your voice seemed to him like the music of an angel. He also moaned as he saw Geto's hand slink into your underwear and stroke your tiny clit in a series of tiny circles.

"Are you finding this enjoyable?" Geto spoke softly in your ear. “You must adore Gojo's observation of you, huh?”

“Yes,” you murmured, looking over at Gojo, who swiftly averted his head away from you.

Geto laughed as he yanked your underwear off and swiftly dragged your pants down your legs. Geto threw your pants on Gojo and murmured, "Spread your legs a little wider. Show him how much you love this.”

You spread your legs a little wider and hummed, while shaking your head. Gojo hasn't turned to face you yet. You wished for him to notice you, to watch as Geto amuses your small pussy.

“Satoru…” You groaned as Geto started rubbing your glistening fold slowly. You begged, "Look at me.” Once more, the sound of your lovely voice wailing out Gojo's name burnt Gojo's cheeks. "Satoru, Please. Look at me.”

Geto mocked the guy with white hair, "Come on Toru, don't be shy." Gojo gently turned to face you while taking a deep breath. By the Gods, he too got the impression that his soul had departed his body. There you were, sprawled out on the bed, exposing your attractive, glistening pussy to his gaze. As Gojo gazed admiringly at your naked body, Geto remarked, "She's fucking precious to me, Toru."

Gojo moaned beneath his breath, "Ugh." He watched as Geto's finger separated your folds and slowly slid a finger inside your pussy as his cock was strained painfully inside his sweatpants.

Geto slowly stroked his finger within your squelching pussy and questioned, "Is this what you think of whenever I find you glancing at her?" Slowly, as you inhaled shallowly through your parted lips. “Do you think of my girlfriend's pussy? Isn't it pretty?

Gojo licked his lips as he observed Geto slowly dragging his fingers in and out of your wet pussy. Gojo shook his head yes and replied, "Yes." 

You pleaded with Geto to insert another finger into you, saying, "More, please give me more." As he inserted another finger inside of you, Geto grinned. He started to thrust much more quickly into your little hole. Geto complained about how your walls cradled his large fingers so closely. As he pushed them deeper inside of you, your pussy clenched hard around and down on his fingers. Your level of pleasure also increased as it flooded your body. 

Gojo watched your body trembling and fluttering eyes as you groaned the name Geto and other gibberish. Gojo complained that his sweatpants were getting too tight. His cock began to twitch violently in need at the sight of his best friend grabbing your small pussy. His entire body was burning, and he felt hot. He touched the pace next to him and mused, "Lollipop." Sadly, only the stick remained of his lollipop, leaving him in dismay.

Shit, he needed something to distract him from thinking about his own cock so that he could concentrate on you.

Once Geto realised this, he started to chuckle as he watched Gojo's firmly grasped hold on the bed sheets. This pushed him to finger you more quickly and forcefully. For himself and his companion, he wanted you to cum hard.

"I'm close... Fuck, Suguru," you cried, throwing your head back against his shoulders and lifting your hips, allowing his finger to penetrate your body even more deeply. When Geto placed his fingers inside your pussy to rub the nice, spongy part inside your pussy, you screamed, "Fuck, don't stop stroking there."

You snapped your eyes open to glance at Gojo after raising your head from Geto's shoulder. Satoru, I'm going to cum for you. He'll never forget how lovely you seemed with your mouth open, holy sh*t. As Geto fingers you closer to your climax, you try to keep your eyes open. "Fuck Sa-Satoru," You yelled, "I'm coming.” Your stomach was now rapidly heating up in preparation for your release.

Gojo could be seen gulping as he saw your thighs shaking against Geto's legs as he continued to push his fingers far inside of you till you firmly encircled them. As he fingered you throughout your climax, Geto grinned. Gojo watched as Geto withdrew his fingers out of your pussy and thought, "Fuck."

Gojo licked his lips and watched as Geto slowly sucked his fingers, his fingers slippery from the juice of your love. While enjoying the flavour of your pussy juice, he hummed. Unless Gojo was present. You'd probably be riding his face right now. To taste you once again, he watched. Geto slapped your tingling pussy while uttering the phrase "She taste so fucking wonderful.  Come on and taste it."

Geto remained silent as he observed Gojo swiftly pull his shirt over his head. Once again grinning, Geto placed his hands beneath your knees so that Gojo would have more room.

"A taste?" Gojo asked hesitantly as he approached you cautiously. You used that opportunity to gaze at his body while he continued. And by God, he was handsome. Although he lacked Suguru's muscularity, he still had some muscle on his pecs and arms. His abs were a little faint, but they were there. Several attractive body moles on his tummy and chest. And that V-line. 

"Come on, devour what you want. Geto once more smacked you on the pussy and stated, "This might be the only opportunity you get to see her like this."  You groaned from the painful contact as your body jumped a little. Geto slapping your pussy is something you sort of enjoy.

Gojo positioned himself between your thighs and buried his face into your cunt, requiring no further explanation. When he kissed your pouty lips and then gently took your clit in his mouth to give it a slow, hard sucking, you let out a gentle sigh. You muttered, "Satoru," as you stared down at him and watched him slide his tongue up and down between your pussy folds.

Your hips bucked up against Gojo's face and Geto murmured and grasped your breast from behind. He said, "Stay still and let him devour you like a good boy." You shook your head against his shoulder as you watched Gojo eat you as if your pussy were his last meal.

You groan and take hold of his hair as soon as you feel him latch his tongue onto your cunt like a starving man. "Fuck, Satoru," you moaned as he played with your small clit in his mouth and sucked on your cunt.

He gently murmured into your pussy, reaching up to get hold of your hips as he drew you up to his face. As he moved out to bury his face in your cunt, his nose brushed against your clit. He took one of his hands off of your hips and parted your slippery pussy fold with it. He then licked in between the caverns before sticking his tongue into your fist-clenching hole.

You keep repeating his name, "Toru," as his mouth induces another orgasm in you.

Geto whispered in your ear, "Look at you. Having my best friend suck your pretty little pussy. How sickeningly filthy." You made an attempt to talk, but all that came out were babblings and jumbled words. Your stomach started to burn up once more.

You gulped as your body started to tremble as your second orgasm swept over you, "Cum... I want to." To stop the groan from escaping your lips, you bit hard into your bottom lips. Gojo almost swallowed your pussy juice.

He sat up on his heels, licking his lips and hummed, "Mhm."

“She tastes amazing right?” Geto asked and Gojo shook his head yes. “Good boy. How about you sweet girl, you enjoyed that didn’t you?” 

“Yes,” you answered as you leaned your head back and pucker your lips. 

Geto smiled and kissed your lips then he whispered. “It’s your time to suck on my cock. Let him see how much a nasty slut you are.” He then hurriedly got rid of his sweatpants. You licked your lips as you levelled your head with his crotch. Your tongue was slightly poking out of your mouth as you pulled his underpants down his legs and allowed his cock to sprung free. 

His cock was so thick and long, it slapped you against your cheek the moment you set his cock free. “Fuck,” Gojo moaned as he stared at his friend cock in awe. 

“Toru,” Geto said, having caught Gojo looking at his cock. And Gojo couldn’t help but blush, but this time he didn’t turn his face away. “Y/N, I want to arch your back nicely for Toru, ok. Put your messy pussy on display for Toru to see.”

And you did exactly that. 

You hummed as you wrapped your hand around the base of his cock and you slowly began to stroke his cock then you took him inside your mouth. You looked up at him and watched him rest his hand in your hair to keep your head in place. 

You gently suctioned the tip of his cock before removing him from your mouth. You grinned up at Geto before looking back at Gojo, who was staring at your pussy. In order to offer him a better view of your glistening pussy, you arched your back even further.

However, Gojo wasn't interested in that. He was more interested in watching as your tiny hands encircled his friend's long and girthy cock. When you kissed the tip of Geto's cock, he swallowed deeply. Just as you were slowly sucking him into your mouth, your luscious tongue began to twirl around the tip of his cock.

When you began to cock around Geto's cock while attempting to swallow his cock whole, Gojo's hand clutched his sweatpants. With your mouth wrapped around his cock and your nose resting on his pelvis, you are ridiculously seductive.

But Gojo saw something that was far more seductive. It was seeing his best friend hold your hair firmly while he moaned over you, his head flung back. Gojo moistened his lips as his hand inched hesitantly deeper into his sweatpants to rub his stiff cock. 

“Fuck,” Geto whispered as he combed his fingers through his hair before lifting his head up to look at Satoru. And though Geto felt as if he were about to fall apart from so much pleasure. He couldn’t help but admire Satoru pathetically palming himself while he watched as you sucked him off. He watched as Gojo slightly parted his lips to stick his tongue out as he watched you hollow your cheeks to take more of Geto’s cock. 

Does he want to? Geto paused as he started to carefully remove his cock from your lips. When Gojo noticed this, he hurriedly glanced up to see Geto looking down at him. Gojo instantly removed his hand from his sweats, and for the third or fourth time, he may have done so, he turned his head aside to cover his flushed cheeks.

Geto pulled you up on your knees and gave you a chaste kiss, "Baby, sit for a moment. Toru?”

He murmured faintly, "Hm?"

Geto called out, "Come here." You observed Gojo slowly turn around and turn his beautiful blue eyes at Geto. Gojo gasped as he carefully crept over to Geto, and as soon as he was in front of him, Geto's hand slipped into his sweatpants and settled on the back of his head.

You gasped and so did Gojo as you saw your boyfriend touch his best friend's cock. Gojo groaned and put his head on Geto's shoulder, saying, "Su."

“I thought you only had eyes for my girlfriend,” Geto chuckled as he muttered. “But perhaps I was mistaken.”

"I don't… Gojo struggled to control the need to thrust himself into Geto's hands and stumbled, "I don't know wh-what you me-mean."

Geto gently lifted Gojo's head from his shoulder and said, "Oh, but you do." And before you knew it, Gojo was being kissed by him. Your pussy is now undoubtedly wet, if it wasn't before.

You never would have guessed that your lover had a thing for males. You were aware that Geto wasn't homophobic. He knows that you will have sex with Shoko to spite him anytime you are angry although he doesn't care whether you do it or not. He actually thought that was pretty hot. 

But to imagine that he would like men. God.

To think that he would have a thing for Gojo? Unfuckingbelievable. 

You observed Gojo struggling to match Geto's ravenous lips. He had to hold on to Geto's shoulder when his knees began to wobble in order to prevent himself from falling. For him, it was too intense. He had trouble breathing. He was writhing and groaning against Geto's lips, and the long-haired man had the gall to sneer against Gojo's lips as he continued to make Gojo weak at the knees.

Finally Geto pulled away from Gojo’s lips to all the flustered boy a bit of room to breathe. You can only image how stunning Gojo would be when he's engaging in sex if he appeared this stunning while acting embarrassed after kissing.

“You had your eyes on me too,” Geto muttered as he looked into Gojo's lust-filled, half-lidded eyes. Gojo wanted to respond, but he was aware that lying to Geto now would not help. "You have a thing for my girlfriend and I. You're such a rapacious boy.”

Geto then turned to face you and kissed you firmly before backing away.

"You're not uncomfortable, are you?" When he inquired, you swiftly shook your head and lowered your hand to gather the slick that was dripping from your pussy before displaying it to him. He also smiled. "A fucking slut, as usual." You giggled and turned your attention back on Gojo. “Toru, can you be a good boy for me and suck my cock.” 

“Huh?”

"Can you do it?" Geto questioned as he took his hand out of Gojo's sweats and stroked his reddened cheeks.

"I- I…" Geto swiftly silenced Gojo with a kiss when he stuttered.

Geto planted another kiss on Gojo's lips and mumbled, "Just for a little while. No teeth, just tongue. You can do it, right?" Gojo nodded in response to Geto's subsequent question. “Good boy Now take a seat and let Y/N remove your clothing for you.”

… 

“Fuck, just like that Toru,” Geto praised as he watched as Gojo slowly moved his head up on down on his cock. “God you’re so pretty,” he praised yet again as he stroked Gojo’s cheeks before looking down at you, sucking on Gojo's pretty cock. “The both of you.”

“Thank you,” you responded as you slid Gojo’s cock into your mouth, letting him hit the back of your throat until your nose was buried into his white truffs of hair. A strangled cry left his lips, sending vibrations around Geto’s cock. And Geto hummed as he comforted Gojo by the thumb brushing the tears that were now on his cheek.

Gojo’s mind was a bit hazy, he was already close. He can barely focus on sucking Geto’s cock with the way you hollow your cheeks and bob your head up and down with your hands now gripping his thigh. From the corner of his eyes, he watched as you did so with your eyes closed and your back arched, ass up and spread open in the air. He couldn't focus and he was losing it. 

And even though he could hardly focus on the task at hand; his mouth still watered and drool leaked from the corner of his mouth. It dripped onto his chin and ran down the sides of Geto’s cock. “Fuck Toru. Your such a fucking pretty boy with you mouth filled like this,” He praised as he watched as Gojo mimicked your action to try and please him as best as he could. “Look at me.” 

Gojo looked up at Geto while humming. Tears streamed from his weeping eyes and down his heated face. His own spit and Geto's precum were all over his upper lip. "Do you like this at all?" Gojo nodded in response to Geto's question. Gojo's head was dragged away from his cock by Geto, who grinned. “How are you feeling?”

“Ugh, So-so good… I wanna,” he stuttered. 

Geto remarked, "Ah's she fucking good at sucking cocks," as he observed you deep-throat Gojo's cock. "Can you feel it? How beautifully her throat clenches around your shaft.”

“Ugh…” In return, Gojo groaned and felt his cock quiver inside your mouth. Gojo screamed, "I'm cumming," as you bobbed your head more quickly. His movements caught your attention as your eyes darted up to look at him. He could sense himself approaching his orgasm with each bob of your head.

You could feel the swelling of his cock in your throat. His trembling hands reached out to grab the back of your head. He rapidly forced your head down till your nose was touching his pelvis before you even had a chance to react. And a ton of his thick cum dripped into your mouth. “Mhm,” you moaned as you swallowed every bit of his cum. 

“Oh… Y/N,” Gojo cried as he rested his head on Geto’s tummy. 

“That’s it baby, drink it all,” Geto said with a smile on his face. “Look how pretty she is,” Geto said as soon as you lifted your head from Gojo’s cock. “Not a fucking drop wasted.”

“Hm,” you hummed and quickly climbed onto Gojo which caused him to fall back onto the bed. “Your cock is so pretty,” you compliment. 

He stumbled, "Thank - Thank you.” You gave him a smile before placing your lips on his. While you two were kissing, Geto went to get the lub from his drawer.

You said to Satoru, "Spread your legs."

“Huh?”

You gave him small kisses on the cheeks and asked, "Don't you want Suguru to fuck you? He'll fuck you, then I'll ride you, and then he'll fuck us both."

You grinned at Gojo as he said, "But I... I've never done it before."

“Do you believe in me, Satoru?” Geto enquired.

“Yes,” Gojo answered with hesitation. 

“Then I want you to believe that I’ll take care of you, Ok?” 

“Ok,” Gojo answered as he spread his legs like you asked him to. 

… 

Gojo buried his neck into the crook of your neck and groaned, "Ugh- ahh. Y/N, It is, ahh.”

You cooed and kissed his cheek, holding up one leg while Geto held the other one apart. You observed Geto inserting and removing his fingers from Gojo's virgin hole and thought, "He's almost done."

Gojo sobbed and seized your hand holding his leg up, squeezing it firmly. As he removed his fingers from Gojo's puckered hole, Geto laughed. “You're all set. I need more lube, baby.”

You questioned as he freed Gojo's leg and placed it delicately on the bed, "Where?"

"My cock," he muttered as he slowly hovered above Gojo and delicately encircled Gojo's legs around his waist. You hummed as you hastily squeezed his lube on your fingers and rubbed it on his cock while holding onto his lube. “That's all I need. Please, if you could give Gojo some little kisses to keep him busy.”

You licked your lip while humming. You lied next to Gojo and asked, "Are you okay?”

He hummed, "Uh-huh."

You answered, "Good," and kissed him on the lips. This gave Geto the chance to slowly push in while guiding his cock towards Gojo's entrance.

They nearly simultaneously intake short, quick breaths that explode out of their lungs in fits of frantic, giddy screaming. It takes every ounce of willpower he has to not drive his hips home because it is so freaking fantastic. He lowers his hands to either side of Gojo's head, bracing himself against the onslaught of pure, unrelenting pleasure, while also closing his eyes and taking a breath.

He could feel Gojo's body quivering beneath him in that manner. You kept his lips firmly pressed against, and he could hear him whining inside your mouth. Geto let out a groan, "Fuck." Gojo could feel his flesh being touched by his breath. With each movement, there are shaky, hollow noises. “Are you alright?”

You released your hold on Gojo's mouth so he could respond. “T-too big,” He shrieked. "It aches."

Geto grunted something under his breath and promised that it would feel better shortly. His hips are pressed right up against Gojo's ass as he bottoms out. For a short period of time, they continue to tremble and burn collectively. Geto took a breath, let it out, and then he opened his eyes. Gojo's head was cocked back beneath him, revealing the graceful column of his neck. You gave him a bruise, and it was clearly visible, as were the bite marks. He was covered in them, a patchwork quilt of bright red teeth rings and purple bruises. 

Geto brushed his thumb up a particularly dark area while avoiding a pale, spotless section of skin. At the touch, Gojo's long white lashes parted to show his cerulean eyes, which fluttered. Gojo's eyes blinked slowly and sluggishly once more before beginning to wrinkle and shimmer and letting out a little moan. His cheeks were the same shade of pink as his kiss-blown lips and were slow and sweet like honey. He spoke slowly and reverently, "Please move.” 

His legs tighten and encircle Geto's hip curve, luring them in and eliciting synchronised gasps from both of them. Geto sighed with a heavy heart, a flushed face, and an excruciatingly hard cock. Geto slowly rocked his hips as he mumbled, "Ok." Gojo glared and attempted to speak, but he only got out a single syllable before Geto fucked him hard.

Gojo pressed his sweating forehead on Geto's while saying, "Su," while firmly grasping the back of his neck. His eyes are glazed with tears, but he doesn't appear to notice them; they are like ripples in the lake Geto planned to drown in. “Su, go more slowly.”

You leaned over to rub Gojo's hot cheeks and remarked, "He doesn't know how to slow down." Geto grinned and bent down to give you a kiss and then he kissed Gojo.

He moved, brutally thrusting into Gojo as their noses touched and their breaths hit one other in the face. He saw blue eyes open wide and felt helpless breaths against his neck, vivid, colourful, and overpowering sensations. His toes no longer feel the tension from digging into the mattress, the humid sheets sticking to his knees, and the sticky hair stuck to his forehead.

He continued to stare down at his best friend and moaned, "Fuck, Fuck." He's Geto’s absolute best friend. He is having sex with Gojo. It's Satoru, Gojo fucking Satoru, wrapped around him and penetrating through him. He chanted it as if it were a prayer, as if the nails in his back were a blessing, and as if doing so was a sign of respect.

Geto stretched for your hand and interlaced his fingers with yours before he lost himself, he was too close to Gojo's body, pressing on it. He bit Gojo's lip and forced his groans into his smooth mouth, swallowing them together with the sounds he was making. “If I'd known you liked me and my girlfriend for so long.” He bit Gojo's jaw while stuttering, his breaths distorting each word. "We would have been fucking long ago."

“He’s so pretty,” you whispered. “How do you feel, pretty boy?” 

“Go-good.” Gojo stuttered. His lips brushed against Geto’s forehead. “So good.” 

Geto let out a long, deep grunt. "Would you like to keep him?" He questioned you while giving Gojo's face a passionate and furious kiss. 

“Yes,” you whispered.

Orgasm coiling low, heavy, and hot inside Gojo's stomach. Gojo made a high, delighted cry that was in the middle of a whimper and a grunt.

“I want to fuck, su, I want to.” Gojo was beginning to slur his sentences. He lifted his shaking hand to brush the hair from Geto's face. He whispered, low and tenderly, "I want to cum," ecstasy piercing the pleasure and rending his voice.

Geto backed away from Gojo gently, muttering, "Not yet, hold it." Gojo complained about losing Geto. “Get on top of him, little one.” He said as he aided you in rising to your knees. Geto placed both of his hands on your waist and directed you to take a seat on Gojo's torso. "Let him experience my pussy's bliss." 

You chuckled as you took hold of his cock and began to stroke it. You then rose a little and took a position on his cock. Both of you moaned as you gently went down over his hard cock, squeezing your pussy around him in an effort to fit around his length.

He wasn't as long or as thick as Geto, but he did have a large cock. He made you feel so full. His cock was curled up against every one of your bouncy walls. For a little support, you placed your hands flat against his chest.

His eyes were tightly closed as he enjoyed the sensation of your closeness to him. Around his cock, he could feel the warmth of your pussy. Geto was right, fuck. Your pussy felt absolutely fantastic. After a little pause, Gojo sensed your slight hip raise. And after that, you start dropping your hips quickly. Gojo yelled, "Fuck." As he looked up at you, his head was in the clouds. With your lips slightly parted and tears starting to gather in the outer corners of your eyes, your breast bouncing so beautifully before his eyes, you appeared to be an angel. Geto's fingers were encircling his cock when he sighed in pleasure at what he saw.

Gojo attempted to slow you down by holding onto your waist, but Geto quickly slapped his wrist away. "Don't touch."

Gojo cried out, "It's too much."

"Toru, be a good boy. She will ride your cock, and you will take it,” Geto added with a grin riding across his face. Gojo moaned while leaning back against the bed and watching as your tits were violently slapped against your chest. The tempo you set was harsh, and every movement he made seemed heavy. He yelled, "Y/N... fuck," as he watched you grin at him. Your head flopped back against Geto's shoulders, who was still positioned between Gojo's legs, as you groaned at this point. Gojo could feel Geto's cock lightly brushing against his thighs as Geto watched as it disappeared then reappeared inside your pussy.

"Does she feel good?" Over the sound of their groaning, Geto questioned.

Gojo nodded in agreement. You could feel the twitch in his cock. He once more felt the coils of his orgasm in his stomach. He cried out, trying to cling to your waist once more, "She feels so amazing." This time, Geto refrained from slapping his wrist. Instead, he let Gojo grip your waist as you continued to bounce and once more forced the tip of his cock against Gojo's entrance.

Geto thrust himself inside of Gojo and grunted, "Ngh."

Gojo screamed, "Su! Ah, mmph, that's too much."

Geto brutally shoved in and out of Gojo, saying, "Take it." As he gripped your waist tightly, his lips trembled.

Gojo had encountered plenty of asses and pussies. And he was aware of his superior sex skills. But he would have been getting railed for a very long time before realizing how wonderful it would feel to get fucked like this. Obviously, by his best friend. Given that Gojo just wants to be intimate with Geto.

He felt fantastic. If Geto continued to screw him in this manner, he felt as though he would soon pass out. And if your pussy didn't loosen up on that gorilla grasp you had on him, he most surely may die. He was so overstimulated, and he was aware that soon he would spill himself inside of you.

You cried, putting more pressure on Gojo's chest, "I'm close. I want to cum."

Geto grunted, "Me too," and then he went to sleep. His hand swung around to grope your breast before gently working its way up to encircle your neck tightly. You started shaking on top of Gojo and your eyes started to roll back.

Geto opened his eyes as soon as he heard Gojo sob. Gojo's teary eyes rolling back, his mouth opening, and his back arching off the bed as his hands sank down to grip the blankets like they were a lifeline were all caught just in time. He's silent, his breathing is laboured, and he's shaking like his body is about to fall apart.

Gojo was vigorously cumming inside of you.

Geto chuckled as he reached down to stroke your bloated clit. He was urging you toward the orgasm you were hoping for. While you were still bouncing on Gojo's overstimulated cock, you screamed and your body started to quake even more. “Yes, yes,” you moaned as you came forcefully, your pussy clung firmly to Gojo's cock.

And that came down on Geto like a wave. His back muscles contract, his toes curl, and his hips come to a standstill against Gojo's ass as he empties himself deeply. He felt a rush of pleasure that set his nerves on fire and caused him to cry hoarsely. It consumes your entire being and dulls your senses. 

For a moment, the room was silent. Your laboured breathing was the only sound audible. That is, until Geto pulled you off his cock and slid out of Gojo's battered hole. He put you down on your hands and knees and said, "That was hot.

You complained, "Baby, I'm sensitive," when you felt the tip of his cock brush against your cum-filled pussy.

He rubbed his palm over your fluffy ass and murmured, "I know," before slapping you hard across the skin. He smirked as you gasped and said, "I'm still going to fuck you though."

You moaned a little and muttered, "But Gojo's asleep," as Geto began to thrust his cock inside of you.

Yes, as soon as he came, Gojo collapsed.

He told you, "Then we've got to finish this quickly and then clean him up okay."

You murmured, "Asshole. I love you.”

He fully bottomed out inside of you, kissing the back of your neck and said, "I love you too." He started thrusting slowly but forcefully into and out of you right away. The sound of being fucked while having a wet pussy your thighs were bumping into his and the sound of your ass slapping against his pelvis filled the space. 

He muttered, "Fuck baby," as he sped. You were softly dragged back till your back was flat on his chest as he wrapped his hand around you. "Baby, you're so beautiful."

"Mhm... thank you," you replied. You delighted in his compliments.

He leaned down to whisper in your ear, "God you pussy feels so amazing around my cock."  You sighed. The sensation of his cock in your pussy was something you could never grow sick of. You enjoyed the sensation your pussy gave you when he used his stiff cock to fuck you. He was adept at fucking you. He was skilled at placing his cock against your g-spot while fucking you.

You begged, nearly forgetting that Gojo was fast asleep in front of you, "Fuck me." But right now, Geto doesn't give a damn about the sleeping youngster. Your pussy was firmly encircling his cock as you knelt there.

He groaned and slapped his hip violently against your ass before lowering his head and giving you a sloppy kiss. Drool dripped from the corners of your mouth as your tongue glided against his. A string of saliva then joined to your lips as he retracted.

You two were a mess. As the two of you grew nearer to your orgasm, the sounds of your moans and lovely cries of delight increased higher. Geto said into your skin, "Yes baby." He started to mumble beautiful things in your ear as his thrust got sloppier. He began to give you gentle, protracted kisses on the side of the neck.

You groaned as he pinched your throat, "Cum inside of me."

He stumbled, "Ba-baby." You could feel it. You were sent to the edge for one final time by the euphoria of his warm, thick cum painting our walls white inside of you and filled you up perfectly.

After Geto had finished cumming inside of you, he slowly pulled and watched as cum leaked from your vagina. “Let’s you and Satoru clean up.”

…

Slowly opening his eyes, he sighed as a pair of dressed tits shoved themselves into his face. A hand tightened around his waist just as he started to back away. You played with his hair and said in a gentle voice, "Go back to sleep Satoru." Suguru is sound asleep directly behind you. Try not to disturb him.”

He uttered "Huh" in a low voice. He was about to enquire as to why the hell he was in this place. Then, though, he recalled everything. He observed Geto finger-fucking you. Then he devoured your pussy. You sucked Geto's dick. He ultimately wound up swallowing Geto's dick while also having his own dick sucked later on.

Before passing out, he remembered getting fucked by you and Geto.

Shit. That was never supposed to happen and now he doesn’t know what to do.

He began to shake on the bed as he started to fear. "Stay still. Otherwise, I'll fuck you again. Go back to sleep.” Geto squeezed his waist once and mumbled. “Try not to move; I can tell your body hurts. If you do, I'll merely get turned on.”

“I warned you not to wake him,” and you laughed.

Geto responded with a faint groan, "Baby, pull out a tit and let him suck it until he falls back to sleep.”

“But what…” He stammered, "I," but you pressed your breast against his lip to immediately silence him.

"Don't worry, Satoru. Later in the morning, Suguru will explain everything to you. I realise it's a lot for you to process at this time. But everything will be fine.”

He sighed and said, "Oh okay," before putting your breast in his lips.

“Be a nice boy now, and go to bed.” Geto gave Gojo a kiss on the back of his head and mumbled, "Good boy." Gojo quickly fell asleep again after wrapping his hand around your waist to keep you close to him while he sucked on your breast.

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study week!

s. your boyfriend deserves some special treatment after working so hard and you think you know the best way to treat him, you think

w.c. 4.9k

w. fem! reader, biker!geto! x reader , fluff!, smut!

a/n: this was halfway written in my drafts and I know I haven't posted him in a while, so I thought id treat my girlies for what they fell for me for in the first place and finish it

it's midterms week and as difficult as it's been for your dear boyfriend suguru, you can't stop yourself from being a bit of an obstacle for him yourself.

he's waiting for you outside of your french studies lecture in the morning when you can see his slightly tired eyes rake across the cleavage bared by your low-cut blouse. then to the short mini-skirt and pantyhose lining your legs. and your lips, you're wearing his favorite lipgloss, the one that always has him pushing you onto your knees and sucking him dry.

"hey baby." he smiles a little, taking the almost too large water bottle from your hands and reaching down to hold one of your hands while you walked, "you look beautiful."

"hi," you snuggle into his arm, hoping he didn't see the slight quirk of your lips at his obvious stare just a few seconds ago, "did you study as much as you wanted this morning?"

suguru nods, thumb caressing your hand as he sighs, "yes, although I do wish I could've finished earlier and had more time to get ahead on that project."

that project. the one that had been taking up most of the time for the past two weeks, more so this one right before his exam and presentation came up for his Japanese architecture class.

it had been only last semester the two of you started dating after the close to masterful planning of satoru gojo that led to your hookup with the charming brunette on halloween night. you had no other classes together when the spring semester came around and you both obviously missed it at times like these, when the added ninety minutes of just getting to even be together in lecture and spare time of studying the class material together could've more easily satiated the want of each other's presence

this semester he had Japanese architecture and although the class was fairly easy, he had to work on a hefty group presentation that took up over thirty percent of his grade, and he being the ever meticulous student, was doing everything in his power to make sure he would get his A+, which meant being taken prisoner by his assigned group in the library to piece together the presentation most days. and when he wasn't, he was studying for his other classes and making the most of any interaction he could with you, be it by texting, FaceTime, or getting a quick dessert at the cafe near the school campus with you.

but not sex.

"'m sorry. that sucks," you pout for him, peering up at him through your eyelashes purposefully, "wish I could make it a solo project, so you wouldn't have to rely on other people for your grade."

suguru spares you a small glance before tiredly looking you and shining his warm smile down at you, "well it's already too late for the professor to change his mind, so I'll bear it through."

suguru tears his gaze away from you so he can guide the both of you across the street to the previously mentioned cafe. when you make it across the street and continue walking to the ever growing close cafe, your boyfriend strikes another topic.

"how was class though? did you get the material?"

you nod your head eagerly and upon realizing he can't see you do it because of his guiding, you voice, "yea! it was relatively easy, shouldn't take me more than an hour or two to brush up on what I need for the test."

"good." he hums, opening the door for you to the cafe, never letting go of your hand, "and your other classes?"

and there came the reason as to why you felt so free to mess around with him in the first place. you barely even had midterms, luckily enough this time around. you only had your French midterm and the studying barely even counted as something to be stressed about when it was just like overlooking the normal homework being assigned in the class. and your other classes...well it was pure luck that your professors didn't care to give one and if they did, they instead spread them around to conveniently happen before and after midterms like any other normal test. god knows you're happy they didn't pile up into one week like they did for your boyfriend, his poor poor soul. a poor soul so restricted by his other responsibilities during this short time span that you just wanted to tease him for all he's got.

"I already started my study review for my international business relations class yesterday, so I'll be fine when the test comes around next month." you beam proudly, grateful that the university gods had been kind to you and to yourself for staying on track to your planner.

"good girl" suguru's eyes crease when he gets in line to order with you and brings your hand to his mouth to kiss it. the action is mindless, just like his response, it was natural for him to praise you. and considering his avoidance of your sex life ever since those cruel cruel cruel classmates of his started dragging him into the study rooms of the library as of last week, it was purely innocent, with no intention of riling you up.

but it did.

and you can't help but think of the last time you and suguru had sex, the exact morning of the day he had received the news from his professor that he would have to group up with other people for a good grade.

he had eaten you out for close to an hour because he felt like it. it was slow and sensual the entire time, he never listened to your pleas to go faster, telling you to take it like he knows his good girl would, and although it wasn't the cruel speed you begged for most of the time, it still brought you over the edge in a many pleasing and toe curling way.

the thought had you blushing at the fact the person you held those memories with was right next you, being domestic, and leading you to an empty booth while he carried your desserts in a bag.

craving the touch of your boyfriend, you refuse to sit across from him, and squeeze yourself next to him in the booth, the action makes him caress your thigh warmly before he sets out napkins and puts each of your preferred sweets on their respective places.

you're halfway through your dessert when you push yourself onto suguru and pout, "I miss you sugu."

he places a firm yet soft hand on top of your head to caress it, "I miss you too. I'll be all yours tomorrow."

"what?" he wasn't supposed to be free until three days time

"my group decided they wanted to turn in the project today to get it over with, which I'm up for by all means. and my calculus professor felt merciful last night. he gave passes for the midterms to the students with no late assignments and As."

you try your best to hide the devious excitement in your eyes and instead smile endearingly, "that's so good! we can go eat at that viet restaurant I dmed you."

suguru takes your non pastry sticky hand and brings it onto his lap as he gazes into your eyes, "I'd rather cook for you tomorrow."

your curiosity overtakes your predatory instinct and you bat your lashes at him when you ask, "what are you thinking of making?"

"risotto,"he hums, before he leans forward a bit and kisses the corner of your mouth. when he pulls back he smirks a little at the flustered look on your face.

"you had some strawberry filling." he points out before placing another kiss at the top of your head, rubbing a tentative hand at the back of your head in doing so, "let's finish the pastries so I can buy you a matcha latte before my class."

and just like that, he had made your resolve weaken, yet again, like always, your intent on seducing him forgotten for the meantime due to his proficiency at making your mind a puddle.

you find yourself in the library, hours later in the afternoon, studying with your friend at the same time suguru is meeting with his group.

and...soooooo conveniently sitting at a desk right in front of the glass door of one of the library's large group session cubicles, that just so happens to be hosting your boyfriend and his classmates.

your luck worked out perfectly and you thanked whatever mightier being there was when you saw suguru seated at the far end of the table with no one in front of him, allowing him the perfect view of you from across those few feet and glass door.

you see his eyes light up as he tries to listen to whatever one of his groupmates is saying while sharing a loving look with you.

perfect.

suguru

are you going to study pretty?

by the time you see the message from him, he has his arms folded over each other as he speaks to the other people in the room. god you wish you could hear him speaking right now. he was 100% giving some sort of smart nerd dialect input and you did everything in your power not to remember the time he tutored you in a class he had already taken last semester, using that same voice.

that time,

you had asked for a prize if you got all his questions correct

and he had been more than happy to give when you did

the specifics of which you didn't let yourself fret on more when you typed away to answer him

y/n

mhm I need to practice a speech for french.

and you left your phone on the desk with the screen facing down as you continued to your studies, conniving your next plan of action as you typed away at your computer.

about thirty minutes had passed when suguru was finally allowed a moment of peace, a moment of tranquility from having to explain a million times why comic sans was not the most ideal font to use.

and he was going to reach for his phone, to see what you had answered–he felt the buzz in his pocket–but couldn't look due to his previous debate with his classmates, when he spotted a quite inviting sight.

where you had been sitting basically face to face with suguru, with your friend next you, now you had your back to him as you practiced your speech in front of your friend.

it wasn't really useful, she didn't understand, it was more so to have someone to make eye contact with.

well more so,

an excuse to stand up and bend over a little every once a while so your skirt rode up just the right amount.

you bent over when you hand your phone to your friend to time you, you bent over to get a quick look at your computer, your speech written on it. you bent over to type something quick, a meaningless note, but a meaningful excuse for you.

you're not flashing him outright, of course, there was still a possibility of any one of his group mates accidentally getting a glance of whatever you rescinded to your boyfriend in these minutes; but you are teasing him. he loves these skirts on you. he's especially a bigger fan of the pantyhose, considering this was the only surviving pair you could find. so you know that he's letting his memory and imagination undress the sight before him as well as entice him.

you're glad you didn't unlock your phone when you gave it to your friend to time you, choosing to slide up for the clock on the lock screen, when after an hour of perfecting the speech you didn't need until two weeks time, she says, "geto texted you by the way, a couple minutes ago."

you take your phone from her as you go to sit down, facing suguru again for the first time in an hour, and you don't know if he's resorted to playing your mind games too, but the sight is knee buckling.

he's got his hair in that half up, half down combo that never fails to make you ravenous. and he's biting his cheek as he listens yet again to whoever and looks down at his computer screen every once in a while.

why did he always look so unaffected by everything, god.

you force yourself to look at the messages he sent you earlier

suguru

try your speech on me when you get the chance, okay?

how long are you going to be here? do you want me to take you home after we finish the project?

y/n

I'll make it my first priority! and I'm about to leave :/ I still have to do a quiz at home with my camera on in about two hours, wanna get it done before the hour mark.

you get up seconds after sending the text to suguru to put your belongings away. the task was easy considering you didn’t take much out of your bag. and when you started to close it, you felt a firm and soft hand tugging you towards them. 

suguru was in front of you now, sitting at the edge of your desk, tugging you close to him so you stood between his legs, which were unavoidably manspreading for you.

“five at my place tomorrow?” he’s softly quirking an eyebrow at you in question, holding both of your hands close to him

“I’ll be there,” you nod

he smiles at you in response, then juts his chin a little in the direction of your friend behind you–mindlessly scrolling through her phone as she waits for your conversation with your boyfriend to end–and asks, “are you getting a ride? I don’t like the idea of you walking by yourself, especially when it’s so close to sundown.”

you have to resist the way his protectiveness of you makes your skin crawl and want to jump onto him and force yourself to nod, “yea. she’s dropping me off after this. i need to give her one of the books we read for lit last semester anyways, she needs it for a class.”

“alright then.” suguru pulls both of your hands to his lips and gives a kiss to each one before getting up. he stands tall before you like he always does. “text me when you get home.”

“I will,” you say as he raises his hands to hold both sides of your face to pull you into a kiss. he keeps it calm and fluttering, so the most you can manage to retrieve out of him is a slight sharp inhale when your tongue softly grazes his lower lip. 

he still has his hands on your face when he places a small kiss at the top of your forehead and mutters, “i love you.”

“I love you too.” you say back, basking in his touch, knowing it’ll be close to a full day before you can see him like this again.

y/n 

Im homeeeeeeee!

finished the quiz too, wasn’t as hard as i thought it would be

suguru

nice job baby

have you eaten yet?

y/n 

im making a fruit salad :p have a sweet tooth right now

are you done with the project???

suguru

thankfully, yes. It was getting very difficult to see everyone use comic sans by default today. all i have to do is study for the test now, i can do that on my own without worrying about them. 

ill make a peach cobbler for you tomorrow, for your sweet tooth

y/n

aw for lil ol me??

suguru

yes for lil ol you miss coy

ill text you in a bit, im going home

your conversation continued when suguru got home, minimally if any, knowing youd talk on the phone before one of you headed to bed later that night. he did have to study after and so did you. which was why you saved your seductive attempts for until then.

“I liked your outfit today baby. It was cute,” you could hear your boyfriend repeatedly tossing a small stress ball up into his ceiling faintly. he was in bed already just as you were.

the comment made your ears perk up, “you did?”

“yeah, i didn’t know there was still a pair of pantyhose left.” 

“I didn’t either,” you sheepishly admitted, “i found it in the back of my drawer on saturday and thought id wear it.”

“wear them tomorrow, “ suguru added casually

“okay, ill–”

“don’t wear panties either.” 

your eyes widened a little, “but your bike–”

“what about my bike?”

he was picking you up tomorrow on his bike, like he always did. and you had to sit on his bike, on that leather seat with the incoming wind, your skirt, the pantyhose, no underwear…

“I thought we were having dinner.”

“we are, im making the risotto and peach cobbler for us,” he still sounds like he’s discussing any casual dinner arrangement, “don’t wear panties under the pantyhose.”

“why are you making those demands anyway,” you try to poke at him, as if you didn’t want to do that for him, to see if you could rile him up like you still wanted to these last two weeks, “you haven’t been horny for two weeks.”

“did i tell you i wasn’t?”

the authoritative question had you rubbing your thighs against each other, “no…but you weren’t acting that way either.”

“like you?” 

even on the phone it was hard to escape him, and he made it oh so delicious, even if it did always intimidate you.

“Is it so wrong to want you,” the pout in your voice clear

“no,” suguru comforts, “not at all.”

then, just as he knows he has you on an intense precipice in the conversation, he begins to end the call.

“sleep well pretty,” you can hear the love for you he has through it, as if he wasn’t just backing you into a corner seconds ago, “we’ve had a long day, and i need to get up a bit earlier than usual to get some groceries before i head to the gym.”

“sleep well too,” you huff and you can hear suguru’s laugh

“I love you beautiful."

“I love you too.”

suguru acts like a saint when he picks you up, like he's completely unaware to the fact that you're wearing pantyhose with no panties under your skirt, even though he asked for it.

"hey beautiful," he smiles when he leans down to peck your lips, "you ready to go?"

"yeah," you breathe, genuinely excited to spend time with your boyfriend for the first time in two weeks, uninterrupted

you arrived to your boyfriend's apartment with the most drenched pantyhose known to man. and you were too scared to see if any of your slick left a trail on his motorcycle. and although there was a certain buildup...down there...this had to be considered some sort of psychological torture.

because suguru had not made a sexual move on you the entire dinner, even through dessert.

nothing.

so here you were, stuck making casual conversation with your boyfriend, pussy basically exposed, and paranoid about his next move.

"satoru should not be eating that many macaroons a day. I know he loves them, but that's got to be some sort of crime." you discuss while taking a sip of your wine, "there has to be some economic surplus and deficit issue going on there."

"babe, you've had macaroon mukkbangs with him in front of me."

you pucker your lips in response to your boyfriend's unwavering ability to bring the facts right to your face.

"okay, but he does it way more often than me. consider that. I have to train for a whole month to do that. satoru does it back to back."

"there is that," suguru agrees, eyes flickering to the plate that had just been served with a slice of peach cobbler minutes ago, "and I take it you liked the peach cobbler."

"yes!" you nod eagerly, planting an excited fist on the dining table, "I love that my boyfriend is such a good chef."

"and I love that my girlfriend eats well," suguru responds warmly as he gets up and picks up both of your plates, placing them in the dishwasher before saying, "I'm glad you liked it though. I love watching you enjoy what I make."

suguru then takes your hand, while you're seated, and places a fleeting kiss on the back of it.

"let's go to the bedroom."

god, he just says that and you're ruining the pantyhose even more now.

"okay," you nod, getting up and letting him lead the way to his room.

he doesn't say much during the quick few steps until he opens the door and shuts it behind him.

"you're not wearing panties, right, sweet girl?"

you turn around to look at him, shaking your head earnestly, "no sir."

he walks up to you and takes your head in his palm affectionally, brushing a careful thumb across your cheek while he looks at you lovingly, "good."

"get on your knees then baby."

immediately you're sinking onto the ground and suguru is unbuckling his belt for you, already pulling out his rock hard cock.

on instinct, you open your mouth and suguru takes the invitation without hesitation, popping the tip of his dick against the inside of your cheek again and again.

"those pantyhose must be ruined beyond repair right now, aren't they?"

"mhm" you nod as best you can considering what he's using your mouth for.

"god, I can't wait to rip a hole in them." he hisses while he starts to slide his shaft up and down in your mouth.

its your queue to start sucking him off like you know how to. you hollow your cheeks and let all the spit build up in your mouth, even if it does start to run down your mouth and onto your chest and the floor. every time he nearly pulls out, you swirl your tongue around the underside of his swollen head, and you love the way his hips jut up just a bit at the action.

suguru's let you take the reigns now, instead placing a loving hand on the side of your head and making sure your hair doesn't get in your face.

"missed this pretty face getting messy for my cock." he breathes, grip growing by just a smidge on your hair, "missed it so much. couldn't even fuck your face to get my stress out baby."

he sees the excitement simmer in your eyes and suguru leans over a bit, "what do you say sweet girl, want me to fuck your little throat?"

you nod feverishly, suckling on his tip to show enthusiasm.

suguru gives you a small smile in return while he pinches your cheek affectionately.

"good girl."

he starts to move your head up and down his length at a leisurely place, something not too drastic, where you can feel and taste him coherently

until he suddenly speeds up the pace unforgivingly

"there, there, "he groans almost, staring at your face, "fuck, you're such a filthy girl. what'd I do to get such a pretty slut like you?"

the vulgar praise makes you moan, and the vibrations from your throat make him react the same way

"if I weren't saving my cum for my pussy right now baby, I'd fill your mouth again and again until you're practically spilling." he utters, still jack hammering into your mouth and you're doing everything you can to not let yourself gag,

"you like helping me destress beautiful?" he says desperately, cheeks growing a tinge red as he locks eyes with you

suguru's hips give a warning stutter when you nod, and he suddenly pulls out, and brings you up by an arm, turning you around so he can yank your skirt down.

"fuck." is all that leaves his lips darkly before he helps you take your shirt off and pushes you towards the bed.

"all fours baby, near the edge, wanna get a good fucking view of that pussy."

"o-okay," you say, already ruined by his previous indulgence and in anticipation of what was to come.

you get on all fours immediately and without a moment's waste, suguru's already running a greedy hand up your soaked folds, practically stuck to the pantyhose

"fuck, you're going to kill me. thought I was gonna go insane yesterday."

slap!

suguru lands a painful strike on your pussy

"it's not nice to tease your boyfriend when he's working so hard for you sweetheart. almost lost my mind trying not to think about all the things I wanted to do to you on that library table."

then there's a loud tear, and suguru runs his tongue flat against your exposed folds without hesitation

he starts to literally makeout with your pussy, treating it the way he wants. as if your lips down there could respond to his own. it's all for his own pleasure, none of yours, and you don't mind, turned on way more by the fact that he's using your body in such a depraved way.

and so, because you figure tonight is all about him taking out his stress on you, suguru suddenly stops, and you can feel him sit down on the bed, dragging you to stand in front of him.

"sit on my dick baby," he says, turning you around to face your back towards him, hands gripping your waist.

"wait!" you start to whine for the first time tonight, "I can't do this one, it's too hard for me."

just as suguru was needy, you were needy too.

you wanted the easy relief of him pounding you from behind, with you on all fours. when you rode him him like this, bouncing up and down, it was such a trek. he was so big, even sitting on it was a great feat. and he poked your cervix so painfully every time you went back down like this.

"yeah you can," suguru praises, reaching a hand down to swipe his tip against your folds messily, using the other on your waist to bring you down a little, "you always end up loving how I fill you up when we do it like this sweet girl."

upset, but still eager to have him inside of you, you start to sink down onto him with a pout, unable to stop your mouth from dropping open at the delicious stretch he always gives you

"so fucking big." you whine when he's bottomed out and you feel like you can't breathe from how full he makes you feel

and maybe he was right, because when you pick your ass back up, the feeling of his dick passing through and massaging your pussy from the inside has you keening for more and you could care less about your cervix.

so now you're bouncing against him sporadically, having missed the feeling of him inside you for so long

"missed your dick so much sugu!" you whine, stabilizing your arms on his thighs, ignoring the burning in your legs

"oh my fucking god," he groans, landing a stinging spank on your ass, "I missed this wet little pussy so much too princess. fuck. keep going, dirty fucking girl. gonna buy a butt plug for you so you can wear it with this same little get up. look so fucking cute with a little bunny tail sticking out with this-fuck."

"mhm mhm."

"gonna be my bunny? since you're always looking for my dick? god, if I could keep you in bed all day just for me to fuck you I'd keep that pussy full to the brim."

"sug-sugu!"

"I know baby, I know," he groans, both hands now gripping your ass and pushing you back down again and again, "cum for me, I'll cum with you."

you feel your leg start to kick a little as a reaction to what's about to happen and suguru notices the small paralyzation overtaking your body as a result to the nearing bliss. so he sits up straight and hugs you tight, pummeling you from underneath

"ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod sugu sugu, im cumming im cumming!"

"cum for me baby," suguru says through each quick stroke, "oh my god I'm gonna fuck my load into this slutty fucking pussy. greedy fucking girl's milking it out of me."

and you feel suguru's cock spill inside of you in hard thrusts, giving you what you feel is one of the biggest loads ever, considering this is the first time the both of you have gone without sex with each other for more than two days.

suguru's still inside you when he pulls you onto the bed with him and reaches a hand down to massage your boob

"babe, you did cum a lot." you comment, feeling his load pool inside of you

"good," he breathes, "it'll look hot coming out of you with the pantyhose"

"...are you going to take a picture for your album"

"maybe"

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oh this😩

warnings: somnophilia, dub con, choking, overstimulation, exhibitionism, breeding, nsfw 🔞

sukuna loves fucking you in your parents house when you both go to visit them for the holidays. in fact, you’ve noticed he fucks you even more when you’re only mere feet away from your parents

and when you’ve had enough, drawing the line after he fucks you stupid in the kitchen while they watch family feud, separated only by a half wall, he simply wakes you up with your cunt already squeezing around his invasive, throbbing cock. your sleeping parents are only a thin wall away, so thin in fact that you can hear the snores coming from your father

“s-sukuna ! what are you- this is dangero- ngh-”

he’d chuckle into your ear as he finally begins to fuck you prone bone into the creaky mattress covered in your childhood sheets while your old plushies witness you being split open on his cock

aww he was waiting for you to wake up to start ramming into you<3

you can tell the second he started to drill you that he had prepped you with his long tongue for hours beforehand like usual because the room is simply filled with his favorite sound: your squelching pussy

“Well, you’d better shut that pretty fucking mouth then, huh? you thought you could keep her away from me?” he’d snicker, referring to your pussy

he’d even pick up the pace, kicking open your legs to dig deeper into your bruised cunt, making it impossible to stay quiet

“n-no- i didn’t mean to- can’t stay quiet-! ‘s impossible” you’d whine, gripping the sheets with desperation as tears wet your flushed face

his thrusts jerk you like you’re a fucking doll, paying no mind to your objections. you can feel your nipples rub against the cotton sheets with every snap of his hips, bringing awareness to the fact that he undressed you in your sleep

“daddy’s gonna hear his sweet little girl get defiled on a man’s cock if you don’t quiet down” and he’s not even speaking in a whisper, he’s growling into your ear like a dog in heat. and he knows this isn’t your first time fucking, but you can tell he’s got a little fantasy of deflowering you with your parents in the other room

you bite down on your bottom lip so hard, you swear you can taste blood as your eyebrows twitch into a pout, eyes rolling back as he grips a handful of your hair and yanks your head back to lick a long, slobbery stripe up the prominent vein in your neck

“su-sukuna, please go slower !” you’d grit out as you reach back with one hand to push his toned hip away in futile attempt to block him while he slams against the fat of your ass

“slower? oh you really shouldn’t have said that, baby” he rasps into your ear like a warning before rutting into you deeper than ever, you wouldn’t be surprised if he had breached your poor cervix because a cramp shoots through your uterus. he isn’t even pulling out anymore, he’s just rubbing his front into your ass, balls deep and filling you up so nicely <3

you squeak in equal parts pain and pleasure as he coos into your ear, the first grunt he’s made all night coming out of him as he comforts you through the pain, “oh- shit did i just- ngh- you’re doing so good f’ me- ungh- i know, i know, shh~ it hurts, doesn’t it baby? I can feel your pussy trying to push me out”

“oh god, y-you’re in my- !” you’d hopelessly babble back at him, not missing the jump in his cock when you speak

and fuck, maybe you’re crazy because his words only work to yank your first orgasm out of you like a tital wave, along with broken whimpers and wanton screams of his name

“s-shit,” he’d groan as your spasming pussy cums around him like a clamp, wrapping his arms around your throat in a chokehold as if to keep you still as he allows himself to bask in your warmth

and of course, he doesn’t stop, he hasn’t even cum once yet. your fathers snores are no where to be heard now and the panic of that is buried under a cascade of overstimulation and pleasure as his pace picks up to terrifying heights to get himself off

sukuna always has to fuck hard and fast to cum, it doesn’t help that he knows you’ll be complaining and crying in overstimulation if he draws it out for hours like usual. you’ve always wanted to take control (if he’d even let you) one of these days and show him how good slow fucking can feel <3

and when he’s finally approaching his high, his arms tighten around your throat, constricting your oxygen flow. you drool onto your chin and down his arms, pooling onto your pink sheets as your eyes disappear into your skull with euphoria

you can tell he’s close because the groans coming from him are dragging out, becoming more throaty and his pace is brutal

“not inside-! kuna! i’m not on birth con-” you’d choke out as you tap on his arms rapidly to release you and or to pull out before he cums

“good,” he’d seethe into your ear briefly without anymore explanation before sinking his sharp teeth into it like he hates you, allowing no room for argument

and when sukuna cums, he cums a lot. so much that you’ve had to replace your mattress countless times. he doesn’t stop his relentless thrusts into you before, during or after he cums. he simply fucks his milky cum back into you, excess pouring out of you around his girth and covering your clit before pooling into the sheets

“such a,” thrust, “good fucking,” thrust, “pussy” thrust. and every word is almost drowned out from your whines and pleads for him to let you rest for a bit but he doesn’t mind, you’re just so cute when you’re overstimulated <3

sukuna doesn’t roll off of you after or even clean you up immediately, he simply collapses directly onto your body, though he’d make sure to not let the entirety of his weight crush you, after all he wouldn’t want his little toy to get damaged. he hums lowly into your ear as he nudges the side of your head with his face, as if wordlessly appreciating your warmth and devotion to him in giving yourself to him the way you do. he’d even offer some affection licks to the side of your face, ignoring your half assed attempt to push it away <3

then after a terribly long time of suffocating under his large body, he’d start thrusting into you once again, causing your eyes to shoot open and panic to surge as your nerve endings begin to erupt “n-no, baby!” you’d plead

he’d shush you sweetly and halt his thrusts after one last deep push into you. sukuna doesn’t get soft unless he wants to, claiming he’s simply superior to everyone else in every aspect and times like these make you almost wish he did get soft like a normal man

“gotta make sure it takes, sweet girl” he’d peck your temple and finally he’d pull out as you wince from the irrefutable tender bruised flesh being stimulated

and once he’d out, he’d flip your limp, sweaty body over and use two of his large fingers to scoop up his milky cum and shove them back into you, ignoring your gasps and trembles as he attempts to shove the cum into the little slit on your cervix

“no wasting”

and finally, when he’s done with you, he’d pull you into his chest and engulf you with his body and pet your hair as he nibbles on every part of your neck and face, cooing whenever your body twitches and jerks in aftershock

“you’d better get ready to tell your parents we’re pregnant tomorrow” he’d tease you, snickering when you smack his chest tiredly and snuggle into him before falling asleep

and in the morning, your parents avoid eye contact awkwardly and let you know that next christmas, you should rent out a hotel, for no reason at all

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