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“GOOD! NOW PUNCH HIS FACE!”

— when your baby and gojo, geto, nanami, toji, and sukuna get protective over you (f!reader)

a/n: I am alive!! as an apology here is a multi-character post 🙏 btw in toji's part, you're megumi's mom

GOJO SATORU:

two peas in a pod, twins, copies: these are all things people have called your husband and son.

honestly, they’re not wrong. your son has his father’s looks—satoru swears he has your nose and ears but anyway—and he carries the same protectiveness and love he holds for you, if not amplified.

you can’t count on one hand the amount of times the house has been turned upside down because of their fights for a cuddle session with you.

of course, you have always tried suggesting them simply sharing you, but these problem children would rather eat raw zucchini than ever share the cuddle time.

so while your son is barely six, you can still count on him to team up with satoru against anyone who wrongs you in anyway like what’s happening right now for example.

you’re out with your lovely family to buy some groceries, and since they both were whining about getting some sweets, you allowed them to go and snatch a couple from the next aisle.

on the other hand, you stayed to look for another type of detergent to clean the floor—especially since satoru got this new type of paint for s/n and it’s quite an endeavor to remove it with a regular detergent.

however, being in the cleaning supplies section never guaranteed the lack of filthy men who can’t take no for an answer. this one man approaches you, smug grin on his face as he leans on the wall, “what’s a pretty lady like you doing alone?”

“buying groceries like a normal person; now please leave me alone.”

he quickly frowns, “don’t be so stingy doll,” his hand extends towards your arm, “I can show you a good time; I promise—“

the man is swiftly smacked with an egg on his face, and he is left with the egg dripping down his face, “what’s your wrong with your kid, man?!” he yells at the person behind you.

he then grumbles, “ruined a potential good night.”

“my kid was absolutely right in what he did,” you hear satoru’s voice. you then feel a hand on your shoulder, and you’re pulled into a chest you’re all too familiar with, “’toru—“

your husband shoots a small smile your way, pressing a quick kiss to your lips, before looking at his son, “that last throw was very good, s/n! throw another one but just below his stomach."

a cheshire cat-like grin is plastered on your husband’s face as s/n prepares to launch another egg at the man.

there is a very evident scowl on your son’s face as he yells, “don’t you ever bother mama again, you stinky bum crumb!”

the man gasps and tries to make a run for it, but your son wouldn’t be the son of gojo satoru if he doesn’t manage to land the hit exactly where he wants.

the man quickly crumbles to the ground screaming and alerting literally everyone in the store.

so satoru picks both you and s/n and makes a run for it.

you hold tightly onto him, “wait, ‘toru, the groceries!”

“we can always order! saving my princess and son is more important!”

your son grumbles, “but I want to hit the rude man!”

“me too, champ, but—“ satoru sweat-drops and glances behind him, “I doubt the angry security guards would like that!”

GETO SUGURU:

your twin girls are one of the sassiest to exist.

in a way, they take after their father who is also pretty sassy but very low-key.

the sass of all three combined is terrible to be the victim of. luckily for you, they don’t dare direct their triple ray towards you, especially—in any argument—at least one will try to win you over.

if it’s suguru trying to stay on your good side, then he is hugging you from behind, pressing feather-like kisses on your shoulder and whispering about how sweet you are. if it’s the girls, then they cling to your legs and keep yelling about how much they love you.

so it is safe to say that you have a small squad to protect you from any potential “danger”.

“oh my, dear shouldn’t you focus on refining yourself a bit more?” you hear a woman say beside you.

you turn towards her, offended, “excuse me?”

“I mean,” her eyes scan you, disapprovingly, “you look average at best, and with that you won’t be able to find yourself a husband, let alone have children.”

you’re still processing her audacity as she continues, “but then again, it’s probably for the better that you don’t have children; you can barely take care of yourself.”

“can I help you?” your husband says as he approaches the woman.

she smiles condescendingly before chuckling, “I was simply telling this lady to take care of herself more; she hardly looks presentable.”

geto’s smiles tenses up as he is about to give the woman a calm peace of his mind, but his daughters beat him to it.

your older twin stands in front of the woman, scanning her with pure disgust in her eyes.

she grimaces and voices out her thoughts, “you are like a crunchy lizard.”

the woman gasps, “how dare you—!”

you cut off the woman, curious about your daughter’s conclusion, “why a crunchy lizard, sweetheart?”

your daughter looks at you with a small frown, shaking her head, “a crunchy lizard is an ugly sad lizard.”

a snort escapes your husband, and you’re barely able to contain your smile.

your other daughter follows up, looking at her twin sister, “the lady looks like that one green thingy we saw yesterday,” she taps her little foot, trying to remember and beams at the woman, “shrek! you look like shrek!”

then they both glare at her, frowning, “you’re a monkey!”

your husband doesn’t let it go as he deals the final—subtle—blow, “come on now girls; we shouldn’t bully the lady with the mcdonald’s like hairline anymore.”

it seems like the woman can’t take it anymore as she starts sobbing and running to the hills.

a moment of silence is shared across the four of you, before you carry both of your girls in your arms and start tickling them, “I don’t know whether to be proud of you or scold you, little evil girls!”

they squeal, trying to escape your hold and calling for their father.

geto chuckles and wraps his arms around the three of you, “let them have it for tonight, y/n,” he ruffles their hair, “they were brave and defended their mom, after all.”

“yeah, papa is right!”

“yes mama, please!”

you pout then smirk at geto, “well I don’t mind, and since papa is also very proud of you girls, he will buy any toy that you guys want today!”

the color drains from your husband’s face, and he watches motionlessly as his girls latch onto him, screaming about the toys they want.

you giggle at his expression and blow him a kiss. he reluctantly blows you one back, while the girls excitedly pull him towards the toy store.

NANAMI KENTO:

you and your husband were blessed with the sweetest girl as your daughter, and she was just recently joined by another sweet girl.

you can never forget the happiness on your daughter’s face when she saw her baby sister.

it also seems that no matter how many times you give birth, your husband can’t help but get emotional when he holds your baby. his hands are forever delicate as he cradles her to his chest.

you remember what he said during the birth of your first daughter.

“I feel like a piece of heaven has been plucked and placed in my arms.”

the way he always goes soft for the three of you is honestly adorable.

today, you were going on an outing with your—now 6 months old—baby and your older daughter who is almost six.

your husband never brags about his muscular form, but he never misses a chance to carry the baby or the baby supplies.

you have offered to at least carry the bag, but he always refuses, stating that ‘you already carried the baby for nine entire months in your belly; this is the least I can do.’

so yeah, sometimes you wish to smooch your husband till forever, but that’s not the point.

you’re walking hand in hand with your daughter as she sings her favorite song. you hear someone click their tongue, so you look to the side and lock eyes with an old lady. she takes the opportunity and approaches you.

“you should be ashamed of yourself!” she yells pointing at you, “your husband shouldn’t be carrying the baby supplies nor the baby itself for the matter,” she scowls, “that’s your job!”

“with all due respect ma’am, but that isn’t her job, and taking care of the baby should be something we are both responsible for.”

“yeah!” your daughter huffs, “and don’t take out your sad life on my mama!”

your eyes widen as you stare at your daughter.

on the other side, your husband is just as speechless. your daughter pays no one any mind as she continues, “mama works hard every day! you wouldn’t know that! you immature nugget!”

nanami frowns lightly, “d/n, that’s not nice—“

and for the cherry on top, your baby daughter throws the bottle cap she was playing with at the old lady, and frowns at her.

she starts babbling some nonsense that you're pretty sure are curse words in baby language.

having had enough, the old lady huffs, “the utter disrespect,” and starts walking away.

the rest of the spectators’ eyes follow her till she is out of sight. finally then, people start minding their own business, and you and your little family are left to the aftermath.

you giggle, “that was funny.”

“really?!” your daughter beams.

nanami cuts her off, “no,” he then looks at you with a small frown, a sigh escaping his lips, “y/n don’t encourage them—“

your baby daughter screams happily when she sees her sister smile. she starts kicking her feet with the biggest smile on her own face.

your older daughter starts laughing with her and tries to make her little sister laugh more—she was successful.

meanwhile, you chuckle, leaning on your husband’s shoulder, “admit it, kento; it was kind of funny.”

his resolve softens at the sound of laughter from all three of his girls, “okay, maybe a little, but—“

“yay!!”

ladies: 1

kento: 0

FUSHIGURO TOJI:

your husband and son are so alike, save for the part that your husband is a bit more shameless, and your son is more on the shy side.

however, they both have the same bluntness and the tendency to give anyone who they don’t like attitude.

for example, today, you were walking in the park with the both of them to unwind a bit.

not to mention that megumi wanted to walk his dogs which was a plus, since you would be able to watch your dear son play around with them.

it was all going great until you saw an old ‘friend’ who came running at the sight of you. he was someone who has always been way too touchy and in your personal bubble.

you have tried talking to him about it, but you’re confident that he does it to somehow force you into reciprocating the intimacy.

even if you’re a married woman with a freaking kid.

he giddily clasps your hand, “y/n, ‘been a long time!”

“h-hey,” you smile awkwardly.

he laughs, “I was passing by when I saw your figure, and I couldn’t help but come and say hi.”

you nod, “that’s great, but I am busy, so maybe later?—“

“you’ve gotten even prettier!” he exclaims, “I wish you would finally take me out on a—“

“can’t you see that she is uncomfortable?” your son retorts, “also, you should step back; you shouldn’t touch someone like this without asking them.”

megumi squeezes himself between the both you and glares at the man.

the guy was about to reply to your son, but toji pushes him back with ease, pulling you beside him and hand resting on your waist almost by instinct, “kid is right,” he tilts his head a bit, “ever been taught manners or do I have to do the teaching for you?”

the guy is taken back; offended, he snaps “you can’t speak to me like that!”

“and you can’t hold my mom’s hands like that, but here we are,” your son cleverly sasses him.

on the other hand, your—shameless—husband pulls you into one scandalous kiss and smirks at the guy when he pulls back, “and you can’t hit on a married woman, by the way.”

you hear your son gag in disgust at his dad’s actions, but you’re too busy burying your face in your husband’s chest, hoping that the guy disappears before toji makes even more of a bigger scene.

you also hope that the ground would swallow you, but that’s the alternative option.

the guy clutches his fist, before walking away, spewing insults at the sky—since he is too scared to cuss out your buff husband. once the man is out of sight, toji ruffles megumi’s hair, chuckling, “good job, kid.”

your shy bean’s cheeks redden slightly as he looks away, “…thanks.”

you’re still thinking about what just happened when you slap your husband’s chest, “toji, literally why?” you grumble, patting megumi who started holding onto your leg the moment you hugged toji.

“why not,” your husband shrugs with a small smile, taking pride in your flustered form.

“dad, I want ice cream.”

“no, you just want me to let go your mom, so you can hog her for yourself,” toji grumbles, staring down at megumi.

unfaltering, megumi looks up at him ,“dad, I want ice cream.”

“god damn it, listen here you—“

“divine dogs.”

RYOMEN SUKUNA:

there is no denying that both your son and your husband care for you very much, and they both—very aggressively—compete for your attention.

I am talking he literally throws the kid across the room kind of aggressive, and your son, in turn, throws whatever he has at him.

it’s eventful, but you would be lying if you said that it wasn’t one of the reasons why you will get grey hair earlier than everyone else.

so their very aggressive nature is also shown in their protectiveness over you.

a person doesn’t need to insult or even dare flirt with you for your devil duo to make their life a living hell; your husband and son don’t tolerate someone speaking to you if it causes you to ignore both of them.

for example, this one new servant was clueless to where the broom is, and unluckily for him, he saw you sitting with your husband and son in the gardens. he humbly approached you, “excuse me, m’lady.”

you turn to look at him with a smile, “yes?”

he clears throat, a bit flustered by the attention, “I—I wanted to ask where the—“

“up your ass, you disgusting fiend,” your son sneers followed by his father’s ever-permanent scowl.

“who gave you the permission to come and speak to her so casually?” sukuna presses, and the servant quickly falls to his knees.

“m-my apologies, my lord! I did not mean to disturb you!”

sukuna crosses his arms, “well, you did, and you also disturbed your queen and prince,” his eyes narrow at the servant, “what do you have to say for yourself?”

meanwhile, you’re watching all of that, mouth agape and trying to articulate anything to save the poor guy. you finally find your voice, “sukuna, it’s okay; he didn’t mean—“

your son hugs you tightly and glares at the servant, “to think he would so brazenly speak to you like you’re old friends is terrible, mother.”

you can almost see your son’s cursed energy flaring, and you can spot the small smirk on your husband’s face as he watches his son.

before it escalates any further and you find yet another dead corpse in your palace, you pick up your son, kissing his cheek which makes him flustered and causing him to bury his face in your neck.

you look at the servant, “you’re dismissed, and you can the head maid about anything you need, okay?”

“y-yes, m’lady!” he, however, stays glued to the ground, “may I have the permission to lift my head?”

sukuna grunts, “sure.”

“thank you, m’lord,” the servant says, before scurrying towards the gate, having secured his freedom after his little mistake.

or at least, that’s what he thought.

your husband slices his legs off with a flick of a finger, and your son, who has inherited his father’s technique, slices the head off.

and so the body falls to the ground, and the other servants hurriedly start cleaning up the mess.

you frown at your husband, “sukuna! he apologized!”

he rolls his eyes, and pulls you by the waist, “do I look like I care? he shouldn’t have interrupted our time together.”

“aww, you’re jealous!”

“no, I am not—“

“hands off, old man!”

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when he comes back up from between your thighs for a breather, his eyes notice your clutched hands at your sides, nails digging into your palm and he wasn’t having it. leaning down to continue from where he left, he takes your hands in his and places it on his head, a gesture telling you to just pull his hair already.

or or or!!!!!!

he entwines your fingers with his, placing kisses on your wrist, your palm or wherever possible.

“fuck baby, you’re making me lose my goddamn mind”

that was the last thing he said before diving down between your thighs to resume his ministrations.

eren jaeger, suna rintarou, kuroo tetsurou, gojo satoru, miya atsumu, aki hayakawa, matsukawa issei (all characters aged up!)

── ( ☥ ) JJK men as chubby chasers !!

𝐢. ─ ◜ ☥ ◞ gojo, geto, toji, nanami, sukuna, choso x black ! chubby ! reader ( seperate )

𝐢𝐢. ─ ◜ ౨ৎ ◞ reader is described as 'chunky', and excplicity stated to have a tummy, large chest and large butt. some are suggestive ( satoru's , sukuna's ) while others are explicit ( suguru's , toji's , nanami's , choso's )

𝐢𝐢𝐢. ─ ◜ ♱ ◞ small little thing while i'm still busy irl !! this is very very self indulgent, and just something to get me into writing for jjk.

stumbling upon a pretty, chunky girl in the subway one day has 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 turning his head back so quick you'd think he'd get whiplash. before, if you'd told him he'd be eyeing up a bigger girl — he'd laugh — but right now? oh, he needs to have his first taste of chubby pussy, certainly he can't miss out if every girl looked like the one in the subway.

he's living out each and every chubby chasers' fantasy when his grubby hands finally gets to you !! you mean to tell him there was just fat bitches walking around with his much ass ?? and tits ?? nobody bothered to let him know... </3 ... he genuinely feels like he's the best he's ever been when he meets you. fat pussy has him floored and feeling rejuvinated — his attraction isn't even competely sexual too. knowing him and his sweeth tooth, he associates sugar with his sweet, plump baby. (god he needed a fat girl in his life.)

complaining about difficulties finding clothes that fit without your chest, tummy or ass spilling out has gojo ready to drop whatever amount of cash on custom fitted clothes on you. despite his initial complaints of 'you don't want your ass hanging out?' — he'll understand, give you a pat on the ass before telling his precious girl to spend however much she needs. not without sending him a photo or a dozen of you in a victorias sectret changing room, though !!

𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔 needs an anchor in his life. badly. an anchor that's soft, sweet and so doughy he could sink his fingers into and feel something real. in comes you. he subconsciously gravitates towards a fuller partner without realizing,, and when you had planted the fat of your ass next to him on a day he was sulking — geto was whipped. you're so sweet, stupidly so, like the pastries satoru would drone on and on about. tummy spilling over the band of your skirt and brown skin kissed by the gentle lines of light on the two of you.

his touches start off innocently enough, gripping your tummy, feeling the pretty brown skin mold and spill from his big hands. pulling you taunt into his lap to feel the extra, added weight rest on his owned tone thighs, pulling and holding any bits he can. ''s nice, you're so nice 'n soft, sweet girl.' he'd murmur while trailing kisses along the back of your neck.

what touches were first lovely and soft soon became more desperate — along with sugu's aching cock. grabbing at the fat of your ass with a purpose, rutting his insistent buldge between the heavy weight. and there's just so much of you to rut into, fuck into, and cum on !! will sink his cock in/between whatever part of you looks the fattiest on a particular day he's feeling out of it. just the feeling of your warm, plush skin has him fogetting what he was even stressed about, too busy moaning and groaning out songs of praise to you.

𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 is a fat pussy enthusasiast, plain and simple. before he'd met you, all his freetime between missions and being a bum was taken up by bbw porn. toji is a big man — it's the first noticeable thing about him, and with just how big he is, he needs a fat girl with an even fatter pussy to fuck on when he sees fit !! <3

toji is all over you — doesn't matter if he's horny or not, just seeing his pretty, chunky baby gets him going. doesn't help when you're so insistent on walking around pratically naked, you should honestly commend him for what (little) self restraint he has ! between the fatty parts of you spilling out the slutty clothes you parade yourself in, and how stupidly naive you act while doing so — yeah, he'd muse, you're lucky he doesn't constantly have you split on his dick.

just the little tid bits of you in his imagination, bouncing on his cock, heavy breasts in his face has him pratically jumping you all times of the day. to him, chubby girls easily have the best pussy — 'somethin' bout it is so greedy 'n syrupy, sure you don't want me to fuck a brat into you?' — he'd tease, his big arms guiding your hips down to meet his cock halfway.

𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎 finds the natural weight and extra curviture on you to be 'quite appealing' as he'd put it. even when greedily gawking at your tummy and occasionally cusping it, he still somehow ends up not being crude in his admiration for his sweet, chubby darling. he hadn't been big on dating and relationships — too weary of being too rough on the cute, petite girls he'd see around. like toji, he's big, needs a girl he won't have to tip toe around when he's had a tiring day and needs good pussy to get lost in.

truly, and utterly feels like he must've been in some higher power's good graces when you came into his life. big tits, a fat ass and tummy, and the softest thighs that spill out between his fingers. bonus points if his pretty girl has a penchant for domestic activities. he's prone to resting his big, (surprisingly) soft hands on your full, wide hips, resting his face between the junction of your neck 'nd shoulders, and just... sighing in content. <3 "y'cooking for me, dear? always so good for me." he'd murmur with a sigh, his hands slowly moving up to rest under the heavy weight of your chest.

he's such a giver. <3 always puts your pleasure before his, making sure his pretty 'lil lover is always accounted for when it comes to making you feel good. he doesn't mind getting his bedsheets sticky with his precum as he ruts into the sheets, an equal mix of pleasure and pain as he feels his cock rubbing raw. not at all when you're moaning and crying so pretty. thick, brown thighs doubling as earmuffs against the sides of his head !! he's got a hand intertwined with yours — a little reminder he's here, while the other is sprawled against ur cushiony tummy, holding you in place to ensure none of your cum gushes out anywhere but on his eager tongue !!!

𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀 𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍 is terrible — doesn't matter if yuji is his vessel, or if you'd been unfortunate enough to know him in his true form. will manhandle and bully you — genuinely so. molding your body in uncomfortable positions whenever he feels just to mold your pussy in the shape of his cock(s). doesn't matter if he has two arms or four !! he's so mean 'n strong that he will have you dumb on his dick all the time . <3

i'd like to imagine he didn't have chubby concubines in the heian era — so when you, chunky and dressed like a doll in frilly clothes, talked to yuji for the first time, sukuna is more focused on the generous amount of cleavage spilling out your chest and the skirt your wearing that barely covers your ass. will call you a slut and mean it — to him, it's pratically an open invitation for him to take control of yuji to grope and pull at you, surely. he values your (his) pussy more than he does the average human life, for what that's worth !!

thinks you sound so pretty 'n pathetic, begging for him to switch back with yuji. he won't of course, but he'll entertain the idea if it means getting to keep you under him. "let me use you f'some more time, then i'll switch back with him, yeah?" and you're just so...dumb, that you sniffle and nod, watching his mean hands move from your love handles to the fat of your butt, smacking, watching the brown skin ripple. he'll definitely have to you keep around once he's got his old body back. <3 you'd look too sweet split on his dual cocks.

soft and comforting is all that comes to 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎's mind when he thinks of chubby girls. (or what little experiences he has with them.) he personally doesn't have the best self image due to his half-curse heritage. thinks of himself as jagged and rough. but you? you're so warm, and inviting and pretty. choso is pussywhipped before even fucking you. <3

has absolutely zero knowledge about romance, no less sexual intimacy. though, he isn't aware of the fact that's something he should be 'embarassed' about, so he's very compliant and attentive when you're letting him understand how to pleasure you. puppy-like is the best descriptor for him, his hyperfocused gaze and hands gingerly exploring you. cupping, squeezing, and kissing. rough lips leaving light pecks along your soft skin, occasionally meeting your brown eyes for a silent confirmation, that he's doing something right for his darling.

"'s good, right? tell me 'm doing good," he'd whine out, flipping, twisting, and folding your body to hir different angles in your fat pussy. when he finally gets comfortable to initiate intimacy betwen the two of you, he's insatiable. constantly overstimulating the both of you, to dump just one last load in your creamy, sloppy heat. it's so hard to say no to him — of course you can't when he's got his head burrowed between your chest, slobberin' and moaning.

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Can I Fill You Up, Baby?

Synopsis. There’s no way he had a breéding kink, right? That was before he was balls-deep in you, cúmming in you for the third time in a row now.

Pairing. Multiple x Reader

Content. MDNI, fem! reader, unprotected, lots of cúm, overstim, multiple rounds, mating press, breeding, pet names (my girl), swearing.

Word count. 1.5k

A/N. DON’T LOOK AT MEEEE.

Boys who didn’t know they have a breeding kink.

Pfft, seriously? Those were straight out of hentai, he’d roll his eyes as his friends tittered about it. “Next thing you’ll tell me is that tentacle monsters are totally legit, too.”

Because he didn’t have a breeding kink, right?

Well, at least he didn’t think so…but right now, with you sprawled underneath him, eyes half-lidded, and dripping cunt sucking his cock in so deliciously - he thinks the idea might not be too far-fetched after all.

Ripping off what remained of your top, lips searing against your skin as he bit down hard - marking you. You were so fucking aroused, pretty pussy pooling and forming debauched little strings of slick that connect you to his heavy balls. Throaty, desperate little grunts leaving him each time they slap against your skin, in time with the tight, little circles he drew on your throbbing clit. 

A quick, maddening tempo he was losing his mind to.

Right now, he was absolutely feral where he was usually suave in sex. For some reason, that image of you babysitting your friend’s kid earlier today burns into his mind, jolting some raw, carnal part of him awake as he keeps ramming his cock into your snug cunt. Over and over. Purposefully and sinfully. 

Ah, how lovely you would look so round and glowing with his kid. You’d look so pretty carrying his seed. The swell of your belly just because of him - all him. 

“Baby…” he starts, voice hoarse with need. At your answering mewl, writhing beneath him, he continues, words that come straight from his throbbing erection. “Can I fill you up? Lemme fill you up. Please, my girl.”

“Ah! Hah- yes. Yes yes yes, please. Cum in me baby, fill me up.” Raw, pleading whines leave your bruised lips. Drool already dripping down the corner of your mouth at how deliciously filthy he was fucking you. 

Body trembling, a shiver runs down your spine as you watch his pupils dilate, cock twitching so animalistically inside you at your words. Thrusts increasing impossibly, his thumb was now frenzied on your clit, desperately chasing both your highs.

Now, you’ve heard of orgasms that sneak up on you. Silent, powerful waves that leave you speechless. And before you know it, you’re creaming around his thick cock. Stars behind your eyes and a breathless whisper of his name leaving your swollen lips. 

Seeing you so debauched underneath him sends him over the edge as well, his own release exploding into your awaiting pussy. Filling you up. Hips never slowing down, pumping hot ropes of cum into you animalistically. Your walls flutter around him, as if desperately trying to suck his big cock back in with each thrust. 

Yet, your moans turn into sensitive gasps at the way your loving boyfriend still doesn’t show any signs of stopping - even as your jolts of pleasure turn into nothing but mere tingles. Thighs clenching around his toned waist, a question.

“Shhh, don’t worry, pretty girl. One more, you gotta do is take it.” 

And he’s pushing in again, swollen tip hot and still hard and hot against your sloppy entrance. Both of you hissing at the overstimulation. Oh. Oh, shit.

“Hngh- you’re-” God. Looking up into those darkened eyes, something carnal glinting dangerously in them - only one thought rings in your head, going straight down to your dripping cunt - you’d be lucky to make out of this in one piece. 

You can do nothing but lay there and take it as large hands spread your legs even more shamefully. His cum warm and dribbling out of you, fully exposed to his hungry gaze. Body jerking as he manhandles your legs onto his sculpted shoulders. Folding you in half, pressing down down down-

A mating press. A fucking mating press. 

Scratch that, you’d be lucky to make it out of this alive.

He doesn’t waste time. 

Splitting you open on his thick cock immediately, pushing back into your tight walls. Head thrown back and eyes rolling to the back of his head so pornographically at the way your cunt flutters around him - wetter and sloppier than before with his cum, struggling to take him again. Warm - so warm with his seed. 

God, he has to fight down some feral, animalistic part of him that wants to just plunge into you till his twitching balls smack your ass. Not even waiting for you to adjust. 

But no. No, he must be careful with the mother of his children - treat you like fine porcelain. Just as soon as he breaks you like one right now.

Fuck.

One, harsh thrust. His achingly hard cock splitting you open, pushing against the heady combination of resistance and your walls milking him to insanity. Sweaty forehead meeting yours, he can’t decide between the sinful sight of your cunt clenching around his length and the way your swollen, kiss-bitten lips fall into such a pretty oh!

“Oh- hah! Baby, please. Don’t hold back.”

Not that he was going to anyway. “Then take it like a good girl while I breed you, my lil’ slut.” his voice low and husky, making your cunt clamp down in anticipation. 

And before you know it, his tight balls are flush against your ass, thick head kissing your cervix so painfully good. Hips rearing back - back back back, pulsing veins massaging your walls as he pulls out till his furiously flushed tip is just teasing your entrance. Only to slam back into you with one rough thrust, with little regard for your poor, abused cunt.

The bed creaks in protest as he starts up a merciless pace, not taking the time to ease it in for either of you. Throbbing cock sliding in and out of your dripping cunt in rough, purposeful strokes that have you gripping the headboard for stability. 

Your cunt stings in both overstimulation and the way his tight balls smack against you at his unforgiving pace, strings of slick and cum connecting you to each other. “Hah- oh. So good, pussy sucking me dry so good Hngh-” he gasps out over the lewd slapping of skin on skin, mouth moving before his mind does. 

Ass burning at the friction of his pelvis. Cum leaking out of you to pool beneath you. It was so fucking debauched. He was absolutely too far gone. Completely set on filling you till you explode. 

“Oh, fuck. Gonna cum. Gonna fill you up again, my pretty girl- hngh-”

You whine at the pain and pleasure, far too cock-drunk to form any coherent sentences, body arching up for more more more-

You both cum with a raw, fucked-out whimper. Your walls stretch painfully as it tries to accommodate both his fat cock and another spurt of his cum. Tears stinging your eyes at the sensitivity, all you know is a burst of pleasure and the realization of how absolutely full you are of his seed.

It leaks out of you, seeping into your skin and you can almost feel it sloshing inside of your snug cunt. Mind hazy and vision blurring at this point. Yet, he still doesn’t stop.

You’re probably sobbing at this point - you don’t even know. Completely drunk on you and the idea of breeding you and you-

“One more, my girl. One more. Gotta make sure it takes.”

Raw, absolutely feral empty promises ring in your ears as he keeps moving inside you. Sensitively twitching cock dragging so maddeningly against your walls. Letting out raspy whimpers with each thrust, now nothing more than shallow, mindless movements fueled by pure animalistic need. 

Fuck, ah, you were gonna fucking pass out.

“Hah- Baby, I can’t- oh-” 

“You will.”

You squeal as your thighs clench around him, clit pulsing in pain and pleasure as he reaches down to start his rough abuse on it again. A final thrust. Only one press on your clit. Hard. 

Your orgasm - if you can even call it that, nothing more than a distinct spike of pleasure - hits you with a jolt. Moaning and bowing into his weeping cock as you ride your highs out together. His poor, abused cock coating your walls white once more in thin, hot spurts. It overflows inside of you, cunt dripping and too full to take any more. 

Maybe you black out, you don’t even know. Only brought back by the tear that hits your cheek with a wet splash!  - blinking away the haze in your eyes to look up at your overstimulated boyfriend. His throbbing cock now shooting blanks inside of you.

Breaths ragged, blood roaring in your ears, you feel a sudden emptiness as he pulls out. A disappointed whine leaving you despite your state. Cum gushing out of you, forming a pool on the already-soaked bedsheets. Warm and so fucking sinful.

Pulling back to admire the view, his eyes widen, jaw dropping slightly at the heavenly sight. Greedy eyes locked on you and your pussy and you - blood rushing straight to his twitching cock. Reproachfully, you look up to meet his eyes, pupils blown and half-lidded, an insane glint in them that jolts you to your very core - and your abused cunt. 

One thing was sure.

There’s no turning back. 

- GOJO, CHOSO, Nanami, OIKAWA, Suna, KUROO, ATSUMU, EREN

A/N. Goals amirite? 

Plagiarism not authorized.

when they steal your panties

ʚ incl: gojo, geto, nanami, toji, choso, sukuna, higuruma, ino, shoko, uraume

ʚ cont: suggestiveness, crack, fluff

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Making JJK men realize what love is

Pairing: Geto x fem!reader; Sukuna x fem!reader; Toji x fem!reader

Word Count: 2,8k

Warnings: language, near death experience in Sukuna's part, fluff over fluff, not proofread

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Geto Suguru

He hates those monkeys. Like a mantra, he reminds himself over and over again while he watches you from afar, stunned from your sudden presence. How your delicate hips swing from side to side on this hot summer day, how flawless you look when those innocent rays of sunshine hit your skin just right.

And then your eyes meet yours. Oh, how he hates the way his heart skips a beat, how a small smile forces itself onto his lips while your whole face lights up in an instant, feet stopping right in their tracks in order to rush towards him.

You met Geto Suguru when you were at your lowest, haunted by sleepless nights and the feeling of being watched all the time. Just when you were on the brink of going insane, you found out about this strange cult leader who healed countless people before you. With one swift motion of his somehow elegant hands, you were healed, regained your smile, your will to live.

And somehow, you can’t help but get mesmerized by that man with the charismatic brown eyes and smile so gorgeous that you simply can’t keep your mind off him.

Suguru clenches his hands into fists, forces a wall up his heart so high that you can’t climb it. This is ridiculous, so disgusting that he can’t look at himself in the mirror anymore. You are a monkey, a non-jujutsu sorcerer. Damn, you are like every other girl that rushed to him, dark circles underneath your bright orbs, begging on your knees for relief. But why…Why does his heart almost beat out of his chest, seeing you in that cute summer dress? He should kill you right here on the spot, should end your puny life just like he did with others countless times before. You are nothing but a disgusting human, a bug underneath his boots.

“I can’t believe you’re actually here!”, you cry out, storming his way with your hair waving in the light breeze like in those trashy movies Shoko always forced him to watch.

“I was actually on my way home”, he explains softly, cursing himself over and over for his gentle tone.

Damn, he didn’t even take your money back then.

“I…I don’t know if a simple thank you will ever be enough”, you breathed out.

Just before you stormed towards him.

Just before you wrapped your hands around his neck tightly, pressed your delicate body against his, engulfed him with the warmth of your presence.  

Suguru couldn’t help but just sit there, widened eyes staring at the wall opposite of him where the blood of his last victim still shone through the white paint.

You, a monkey, dared to touch his figure with your disgusting hands? The instinct of pushing you away while killing you right on the spot came swiftly, but somehow…

He loses his breath when you wrap your arms around him again, your intoxicating smell making his heart skip a beat along with the sensation of your naked skin touching his.

Something about you is different.

“I actually just went shopping for you”, you bubble out, fingers hectically searching for something specific in the countless shopping bags you carry with you.

Is it your well-formed figure, how your body seems to fit right in his hands? Is it your tender appearance or the way your fingertips seem to touch his heart instead of his skin? How your words always hit the right nerve, make him waver, make him wonder? No, despite being a non-jujutsu sorcerer, you radiate nothing but kindness. There is in fact no cursed energy dripping out of any pore of your delicate body, not a single spark of negativity since the day he took that curse off your shoulders.

You are pure, you are kind. And you seem to be the only person apart from that man years ago who has absolutely zero cursed energy, who isn’t responsible for these curses. You are everything he hates, everything he fights against and yet you’re not.

And you aren’t even aware of it.

“I know you prefer salty over sweet, so I got you this. It’s a speciality…-“

Suguru can’t listen any longer, eyes fixated on the way your pretty mouth moves and your wild mimics. How nice it must feel to caress them with his very own mouth until they get puffy, feeling your breath hitch against his cheek while he holds you in his arms.

No. He shakes his head ever so slightly. You are a monkey, he hates you. He hates the way he urges to make you laugh just to hear you giggle. He hates the way his eyes always find you even in the crowdiest places in Tokyo, how his breath hitches even though he has seen you so often. He hates how he instinctively visits the places he knows you love, the back of his heart always searching for you.

His heart…What is this strange feeling? He hasn’t felt anything despite hatred and grief for so long that it might be a heart attack.

Gently, you open his hand and place a little package inside of his, orbs shining so brightly that he gets lost in them again.

No. That warmth spreading in his guts tells him otherwise. This isn’t a heart attack, let alone hatred.

“I think I love you, (y/n).”

He watches how your eyes grow wider and wider with each passing second, the other package you were holding in your now numb hand falling to the ground.

“You-…what?”, you stutter.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

He shouldn’t have thought, let alone say something like this. Love? Suguru doesn’t love anyone. He killed his own parents, wouldn’t even shy away from killing his former best friend if he has to. No, in Suguru’s world there is no place for a heart, especially not for loving a monkey, a disgusting creature-

The stinging sensation from your tender touch against his cheek makes his mind go blank, forces his eyes to meet yours. That breath-taking smile on your face, your fingertips caressing his oversensitive skin…

“I think I love you too, Suguru.”

Suguru fails to breathe, fails to do anything apart from staring at you. You, loving him back?

Why would anyone love someone like him?

“You can’t love someone like me. Not after all the things I’ve done, the things I’m still about to do. You wouldn’t say that-“

“The moment I met you I knew about the things you did. I saw those blood splatters on the wall, your cold gaze. But now all I’m seeing is warmth. All I’m seeing is you.”

He’s lost at words, lost at sight. At the moment, there’s only one thing to do, one thing that feels right.

And that is pressing his lips against yours the way he always imagined, allowing his hands to press your body closer to his, enjoy the sensation of your breath hitching against his mouth.

Maybe this is what love feels like. After all this time…

It’s you.

Ryomen Sukuna

“(y/n) is in great danger, master Sukuna-“

“Why would I care about that?”, the king of curses mutters to himself in an instant.

The truth is, his nerves are tingling, mind clouded by countless questions. How did you manage to get yourself into danger when you are considered the queen of curses, so powerful that people slowly but surely forgot to fear him? It shouldn’t seek his interest that you might get killed, it isn’t any of his business. After all, you are nothing but his opponent, a pain in his ass.

“I got bored, so I made sure you’ll get reincarnated, pretty boy”, you teased him, your low voice being the first thing he heard when he awoke.

“Shit, I hoped you’re dead by now”, he replied in sheer boredom.

Like in slow motion, you emerged out of the darkness with your body as hot as it was when he last saw you 500 years ago. Your hand wrapped itself around his neck tightly, deadly orbs glared right through his soul.

“I won’t die before you, Sukuna.”

Somehow, he always relied on the fact that you never left his side. A sickening feeling of discomfort crawls up his back, flashbacks of your oh so pretty face haunting his mind. It would be so easy to let you get killed right here and now in Shibuya. What a relieve it would be to be the kind of curses and not getting questioned by your presence.

But something lifts him off his throne, forces him to listen to the words that hit the brat’s ears. What is he supposed to do?

“Take your dirty hands off me and show me where she is, curse.”

The curse on top of him stumbles backwards, gives him the space he needs to stand up and look around when he’s finally in control of this puny human shell. Fuck, his life would be so much easier without you in it. But still, Sukuna finds himself pinning that volcano curse against a nearby wall, almost scratching his face off with his free hand.

“Show me where she is or die.”

“She was severely injured by Gojo Satoru”, the curse presses out.

“Satoru Gojo is sealed, you fool.”

“But he wasn’t back then. She wasn’t able to heal herself and until now, she is still trapped underneath a curtain.”

“Show me.”

Every breath hurts while your body is plastered onto the floor, limbs not able to move a single inch. That bastard really caught you off guard. You weren’t even able to unleash your full potential when he hit you with a wave of hollow purple and slammed you into a building until you hit the ground, taping you into this hole with a curtain.

You aren’t an idiot. Absolutely no one is able to save you in that state, not when the queen of curses herself isn’t able to pull herself out of that situation. You were a fool when you thought you were ready to face him with a third of your full potential.

“Rookie mistake”, you breathe out, a muted laughter escaping your lips along with a trail of blood.

You never imagined your life to end like this, especially through the hands of a random jujutsu sorcerer. How will he react when he finds out?

He. Sukuna. The kind of curses, your opponent for as long as you can think of, your greatest enemy until he disappeared into thin air. But no, this isn’t enough. Hatred doesn’t fit your feelings towards him quite right and you’ve known it for a long time.

Out of instinct, you shake your head so violently that you feel like breaking your own neck. How ridiculous to even consider these kinds of feelings, to let this cursed word cross your clouded mind. Love is weakness, love is an invention of dumb humans, nothing for a queen of curses. 

Your glossy eyes wander to your lifeless hand, covered in your very own blood, touched by him countless times before.

“I’ll kill you”, Sukuna hissed through gritted teeth while grabbing your hand and yanking it over your head.

“Tempting, but I have to decline”, you replied sarcastically, holding his threatening gaze without any issues.

“I fucking hate you, (y/n). God, you’re driving me insane.”

“What’s wrong, king of curses? Are you irritated by a simple woman like me?”, you teased him, his body so close that you could feel his heat.

“A simple woman? You are the devil”, he spat at you.

You can’t help but smile to yourself. What a shame that you didn’t manage to get on his nerves one last time. Hopefully he gets the job done and kills this whole fucking town.

Hopefully, he won’t forget about you. Slowly but surely your lids close themselves, ears ringing so violently that you fail to concentrate any longer. How nice it would have been to see Sukuna one last time.

To feel him one last time…

“Now, what do we have here? Are you really about to die here?”

“Don’t haunt me before I die”, you mutter, voice so muted that Sukuna almost fails to understand you.

You look absolutely broken, your body literally teared into pieces. And that curtain on top of you…That curse was right, this doesn’t look good at all. And somehow the king of curses feels panic rise inside of him, the sight of your breath getting stuck in your throat washing away the cheeky grin plastered on your face when reality hits him with full force.

You could die right here and now.

He doesn’t think twice. With a swift motion, he frees you from the curtain that was nothing but a minor shadow on top of you anymore, eaten up by your immense powers. Before his mind is able to stop him, he lifts your puny figure off the ground, carefully pressing your head against his chest.

“Don’t you dare to die here”, he warns you with a voice so soft that he is almost afraid of himself.

What the hell is this strange feeling that holds onto his heart, that doesn’t allow his gaze to leave your face? Your oh so gorgeous face, so shamelessly beautiful that it hurts.

“Almost sounds as if you’d care about me…”

He stops in his tracks, arms pressing you even tighter against his own body while your words echo through this fear-clouded mind.

“Because I do.”

His mouth replies faster than his mind is able to stop him, forcing your tired eyes open.

“You do…what?”

“Forget about that”, he mumbles in an instant, quickly starting to walk again.

“Say that again.”

“I would rather kill you.”

Toji Fushiguro

“What the hell are you doing here, Toji?”

“Was waiting for ya. Here, I ordered you something to eat.”

You roll your eyes at his shit-eating grin while letting yourself fall onto a chair opposite of him. It has been like this between you and Toji since you can remember, meeting up in a worn-down café to discuss another mission. Your life has always been shit. As a bounty hunter, you were on your own most of the time, relying exclusively on your own abilities. But when Toji came into your life, something changed.

You were never a couple, but still…The way he grins at you from time to time simply leaves you speechless, reminds you that there’s actually more about life than earning money to keep your head over water.

Stop this madness.

“You need something, right?”

There’s absolutely no use in thinking about these stupid things. Toji lost his wife some time ago, even has two kids. He told you over and over that he’ll never get into a relationship again, that he isn’t interested in dedicating his life to a single woman.

You stare at the fried rice in front of you, slowly but surely starting to eat. He definitely doesn’t feel the same.

“This is good”, you mutter with full mouth, a small smile forming on your lips.

But Toji can’t keep his gaze off you. From the first time he was forced to work with your annoying ass, you were always very easy to look at. And then your personality came in. When was the last time he actually smiled before he got to know you? Fuck, he has absolutely no clue. But he does every single time you do. It became an addiction to him, doing everything in his power just to see the corners of your mouth twitch.

“What you’re looking at, man?”, you mumble in such an unladylike manner that Toji can’t help but lean back in his chair, a small grin creeping up his face.

“Nothing, little pig.”

“That’s definitely not how you talk to a lady”, a oh so familiar voice comments.

“(y/n) ain’t a lady.”

And there it is again. A grin so wide that it shows your teeth with a glimmer in your orbs that leaves Toji’s heart pounding against his ribcage. What a beautiful sight you are, what a truly remarkable woman.

It’s almost like-

“I’ll get going now. Join me later?”, you question towards him on your way up.

“Sure”, he replies out of instinct, watching longingly as you walk out of the café.

“What is that look I’m seeing on your face, huh?”

The man next to him lights up a cigarette while he watches you closing the door behind you.

“Stop talking shit.”

“Only a fool would miss the way you look at (y/n). Somehow you’re the only one who manages to make her smile.”

“Oh yeah?”

Your smile. Your oh so gorgeous smile that lights up entire galaxies, your smile he always imagines before going to bed.

“And it seems like she’s doing the same with yours.”

Finally, Toji glares at Shiu, a huff escaping his lips.

“What can I say? I like her.”

“Like? Don’t you mean love?”

“Yeah, maybe…”

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NAUGHTY BOY! -

a collection of what makes the jjk men so naughty - ft GETO, NANAMI, CHOSO. 𝜗𝜚 a/n : this is dedicated to my dearly beloved @bugbonesandthinskin , my favs for my fav. Enjoy my love! <3

CHOSO KAMO 𝜗𝜚 - poor baby!

Choso is fucking whiney. Choso will paw at you, at your body, whining and trying to discretely hump you. He’s such a desperate little puppy, it would be pathetic if it didn’t make you completely fold for him.

Choso is insanely sensitive - but also insanely filled with stamina. Sure, he’ll be whining and cumming under you in less than two minutes - but that doesn’t mean the fun has stopped, oh no, he’s practically used to the sensation of overstimulation by now. The first time you were intimate with him, he looked surprised when you asked if he wanted to stop after he finished. 

“D-does that mean it’s over? I u-usually do that at like five time w-when I get myself off.” 

He’s perfectly ready to be your mouldable little toy, to be ruined and wrecked by every naughty thing you know how to do that he couldn’t even fathom to have existed. But you have to be careful, ready - because once you’ve started, you’d be brave to try and stop. Because he’ll be behind you, arms wrapped around your waist after you tried to brush him off. Two days is really the most he can go before he feels like he’ll breakdown.

 It’s almost cute how insensitive he is to how taboo sex is actually supposed to be. He’s so confused when you blush or get why when he mentions something about having sex out of nowhere, or mentions something he fantasized about last night. You’ll be sitting on the couch, morning cup of tea in your grasp, gently blowing in it, waiting it for it to be just cold enough for you to drink, when your boyfriend sneaks in between your thighs, and -

“Can I eat you out? Please? Wanna feel you, feel you cum on my tongue…” 

He’s lucky you didn’t almost spill the cup of scolding hot liquid all down his face. 

GETOU SUGURU 𝜗𝜚 - t-that’s gross!

Geto is nasty because he’s just nasty. There’s nothing about his sexual habits that scream vanilla, or soft. He loves seeing you humiliated, embarrased about how your body keeps betraying you under his touch. All with your consent, of course, safe words - but there’s something about you sobbing and trying to squirm away from him that has him fucking throbbing.

The first time he ate you out, he could easily be mistaken for a man who had been crawling the desert for thousands of years coming in contact with his first taste of ice cold water. His entire face shoved in between your juicy folds, tongue pressed deeply against your clit as he used his tongue to scrape and squeeze out every little remnant of your slick from your cunt. Every little speck of your taste from every crevice of your walls, it’s his. 

And by the end, when you cried and sobbed and tried to pull him away with the cry of worrying you might squirt and practically drown the man, he pulled your thighs so quickly you could swear his faces collision with your slit could have broken his nose. Poor man couldn’t even care about air, broken noses, water down the wrong pipe, when you’re crying and trying to push at his head away while you shoot a stream of cum straight into his wanting mouth.

It’s that - or it’s grabbing you, tasting you, or fucking you in places of your body you wouldn’t ever expect someone to get creative enough to do. There’s in-between your thighs, of course, but that’s a classic - no, this man will rut his cock against your soft tummy and make your beg him to fuck you. He’ll watch his tip bump against your belly button as you whine and complain. 

His favourite? Using all your holes when you never expect it. Eating you out, and letting his tongue slip down to your ass, feeling you try to squirm away with protests. “T-that’s nasty, Sugu!” “S-sugu, that’s gross, you don’t h-have to -“ only to be silenced by your own whines when his tongue gently makes its way inside the tighter puckered hole, pressing up eagerly against your most sensitive spots . Because it’s beautiful to live on your perineum, to him, live in a state of consistently having access to ruining you. 

NANAMI KENTO 𝜗𝜚  - a man, ruined!

Nanami is a simple man. He hates work. He hates his job. He doesn’t like xyz, and he likes zyx. It’s not his fault that when you came into his life, he wanted to tear you apart for making him feel pushed out of his love for normalcy. You made him feel like a feral creature how you lead him to spending nights doing things that would change the worlds reputation of him.

Mating press after mating press, he feels so nasty but he can’t stop. You’re so easy to move, like putty in his hands. The way you’ll bend over, kneel, and cum at his command has him feeling out of control. At work, nearly off the clock, when his mind flashes to the way he held you to his chest by your stomach, other hand on your chin, letting you suck on his fingers as you slowly rode him until you were dumb. The way your pretty lacy lingerie slipped down enough for your breasts to poke out. And suddenly he’s running to the nearest restroom, flushed and bothered.

Because when he’s had other relationships, when he’s dated other women, hookups - none of them entranced him quite like you. It felt good, it was great, sure. But he wishes he could get the noise you make when you feel yourself getting close tattoos on his mind, that excited little whine when you realize you’re about to get what you want, the way your eyes light up, even if you’ve only been at it for a handful of minutes, you are just so ready to make a mess for him, so eager to let yourself get dumber and dumber everytime you cum. It’s filthy how much he wouldn’t mind quitting his job so he can spend all his time breaking you down to less than a human. Having you practically live on his swollen and sensitive cock. 

Nanami is a man ruined. Secretly, sure. He can hide it pretty well. In fact, no one would even know he had a pretty little thing like you to his name. But it was getting harder and harder to remain composed. Steady. Normal. When all his mind could think about the view of your cunt gently lowering itself onto his face. The way you put your whole weight on him, the way he didn’t even have to ask you.

Cream

♡ JJK men cumming inside

♡ satoru gojo, suguru geto, nanami kento, toji fushiguro, choso, sukuna.

♡ cw: 18+ themes, descriptions of sex, creampies, breeding kink if you squint, unprotected sex, degradation if you think hard (Sukuna)

✰ Satoru Gojo

"Fuck"

A roll of sweat rolls down the side of his face as he grips the headboard, pounding into you at a steady pace. The room was filled with the constant squeak of the bed accompanied by your sweet moans. "Baby you feel so good" He closes his eyes attempting to push back his own release, making sure to satisfy you to the fullest. "So good. So So So good" you moan out. "Ah, fuck baby I'm gonna cum I-I can't hold back anymore." His grip tightened on the headboard knucked turning a slight hue of red. "I want you to cum inside" his thrust got sloppy hearing your words. "You're not on the p-" "I know" As if a switch flipped in his brain he began pounding into you roughly. "Gonna fill you up so well". "Fu--Fuck gonna fill you with all of my babies" With a final thrust, you felt his warm seed fill you as he collapses onto your chest. "I love you".

✰ Suguru Geto

His long dark hair tickled your chin as you held his body close to yours, nails scratching at his back slightly as you let out low moans into his ear. “Fuck you feel so good” he groaned tucking a strand of his hair behind his ear. “It’s like you’re sucking me in” his hips snaps into yours once more hitting that spot that causes you to let out a sultry moan. “Gonna fill you up nice and good hmm? How does that sound?” his pace sped up pumping into you at a newly found speed. You claw at his back once more, feeling your release start to build up. You can tell by the broken pace he was in the verge of orgasming as well. “Shit…” You feel his warm seed filling you insides, some leaking out onto the black sheets of the bed. The room was silent for a minute only being filled with heavy breathing from the both of you. “Don’t think we’re done just yet” It’s going to be a long night.

✰ Nanami Kento

Your arms wrapped around the blonde's neck pulling him closer, placing a sweet passionate kiss on his lips. You felt his tongue swipe at your bottom lip causing you to part them allowing him to explore your mouth. His smooth hands found their way to your hips pulling up the thin material of the slip you had worn. Breaking the kiss, he shuffled his pants down, allowing them to hit the floor. He lined himself up at your entrance, peppering small kisses along your collarbone before pushing himself in. Your back arched slightly at the newly found feeling as you let out a low groan. “My love …you feel so good.” He sat at a steady pace causing you to wrap your legs around his waist pushing him deeper into you. “Baby you must want me to cum deep inside you.” His words caused you to squeeze him slightly causing him to let out a deep moan. “You’d like that huh? Being stuffed with my cum.” “You better not let a single drop spill”

✰ Toji Fushiguro

“Fuck. Just like that”

You placed your hands on his broad chest to keep a steady rhythm as you bounced up and down his dick. “You’re gonna milk me dry” he watched as you eagerly rode him, dick slick with your juices causing every snap to release a squelching sound. He sat p slightly, as you began rolling your hips his rough hands coming to meet your hips to push you down further. “You’re working hard for my cum hm?” You placed your hands on his shoulders for more stability as you matched the new pace he had set. "You want me to fill you up huh? You want to give me a second kid huh?" His words caused you to clench down on him as he let out a slow moan. "Damn, baby the way you're gripping on me you're gonna make me cum now." Your movements became more unstable as his grip on your hips tightened, ensuring to leave bruises the next day. "Fuck I'm gonna cum, you ride dick too good." "Gonna breed this pussy." He spewed as his thick cum filled your hole covering every inch of your walls.

✰ Choso

"Baby please"

His whimpers filled the room as he pushed into you raw for the first time, trembling at the newly found sensation of your gum walls clamping around his bare dick. "Babe it's okay, I want you to cum inside," you reassured him stroking the side of his face, a red flush trailing on his pale face. It was common for you both to use condoms but since you suggested he take it off, he was comfortable doing so. He continued to slowly move his hips, slowly stroking your insides as you let out a satisfied moan. You pressed your hands to his lower back, signaling him that you wanted him to go even deeper inside of you. He paused himself further as the tip of his dick pushed into your spongy walls. He felt you shudder under him as he pumped in and out, hitting your g-spot causing you to let out an array of moans each louder than the previous. "I'm so close, I'm gonna cum" you moaned out nails scratching at his back. He felt his own release building up as you pulsated around his dick walls tightening. "Ah I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum inside I-" he sighed feeling his own cum mixed with your own. You slowly began gathering your breath before feeling the moment once more. "Can't let any of my cum spill out" he said pumping into you again sensitive walls fluttering.

✰ Sukuna Ryomen

"You're such a dirty little slut"

You could barely hear him as the room was filled with the loud creak of your bed combined with your loud moans. He was fucking you roughly from the back as you clawed at the red bedsheets that had half fallen onto the floor. You felt his sharp nails clap at your hips, drawing blood slightly. "You're a fine little concubine" he smirked watching your ass jiggle with each thrust of his hips, dick glistening with your juices. You felt him push your back slightly, signaling you to deepen your arch. You followed as you felt him push into you deeper making you cry out moaning. "You like that huh dirty bitch." he sharpened his thrust pounding into you at a rougher pace. "You don't deserve my cum, I want you to beg like the bitch you are" he slowed slightly causing you to whimper. "Please...." "Please Sukuna I want your cum please cum inside" he slammed back into you making you scream and claw at the sheets once more. With another rough thrust, you felt his hot sticky cum fill your insides causing you to let out a sultry moan.

asking them if they like having sex with you

incl: gojo, geto, nanami, toji, choso, sukuna, higuruma, shiu, ino, shoko, uraume

incl: suggestiveness, fluff, crack

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐑𝐀𝐖 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

—telling the jjk men to forget about the condom.

ft. 𝗀𝗈𝗃𝗈, 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗈, 𝗍𝗈𝗃𝗂, 𝗇𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗆𝗂, 𝗌ukun𝖺, 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗈

content. smut, choking, praise, breeding, spit, unprotected sex, dirty talk, squirting, finger sucking, passing out, belly bulge, slight cervix fucking

requested by: anon

͙͘͡★ 𝑮𝑶𝑱𝑶

Grins when you moan out the words. Feeling his teeth against your skin as he kissed up your neck, stopping just below your ear with a breathy chuckle.

"Yeah? Wan' feel my veins sliding against those walls when i fuck you baby?" He cooed, watching as you nodded with a whimper, tugging at the rubber material stretched over his cock.

"P-please, wan’ it so bad." you choked out a mewl, greedy cunt aching to feel him deep inside you.

He hummed, slender finger pushing back the hair on your forehead, his head tilting as he ran it across your bottom lip instead. “What do you wanna feel, hmm? Tell me how you want it.”

"Raw.. wanna feel you raw." Your face burned as Gojo continued to rub his cock teasingly between sopping folds. “My pleasure baby.”

Your boyfriend tugged off the only form of barrier between you two. Your lips parted in a loud moan when Gojo thrusted into you. Back arching off of the bed as he found a pace, rocking you back and forth each time his cock prodded your gummy spot.

“Satoruu, so good— haah. Can feel all of you. So, so deep— fuck.” You cried out, arms reaching up to scratch at his back as your legs wrapped around his waist. The man slamming his hips down roughly onto your pelvis.

He was right. You could feel every inch of his cock rubbing against your gummy walls. His full length taking its time to kiss your spot before bottoming deep, your head falling back with a series of loud mewls.

“Satoru.”

“You like feelin’ me like this baby?” He rasped, breathing getting heavier when you clenched down on him. “Fuck- can feel all of you too. Slutty pussy’s squeezing me so tight.”

It was so much more intimate than usual, being able to feel all of each other was sending you over the edge. Your noises only became louder and as you neared your high. Eyes rolling back and brain turning to mush with every roll of his hips. A high pitched mewl falling past your lips when he reached down to rub your sensitive clit.

“Should just pump ya full of my cum while we’re at it. Fill you real good.” He grunted, thrusts hard and bruising as he bullied your pussy stuffed. An incoherent babble falling past your lips when his lips brushed over yours. Blue eyes darkening as he grinned, “Gonna do just that baby. You want that? Want my cum leaking out of your perfect pussy?”

You nodded with a shaky whimper, body trembling as you dumbly cried out his name, squirting messily onto him and his cock. Gojo letting out a deep groan as his thrusts became sloppy, hammering even deeper into you until he stilled with tensed abs. Pumping your stomach round and full with his cum.

“There we go, fuck. Take it nice and s-shit— deep. Good girl.” Pressing a kiss to your lips and pulling out of you, letting his cum seep out of you in thick spurts as you shivered from the loss of contact. He’d been waiting for that for way too long.

͙͘͡★ 𝑮𝑬𝑻𝑶

Raises an eyebrow when you stop him from sliding on the condom. A smirk eventually gracing his face making your cheeks heat up. “Oh? My girl wants to get dirty tonight hmm?”

You let out a small whine, your hands over your face pulling out a hum from your boyfriend. You sure about this baby?”

“Mhm.. wanna feel you raw.”

“Whatever you want princess.” He wasted no time before he was behind you. A deep arch in your back with your ass in the air and face buried in a pillow. Your grip tight on the sheets as Geto’s thick veiny cock pushed into you.

You let out a mewl, his length grazing your walls while pressing into your g spot.

“Fuck. Didn’t think this pussy could get any better.” He groaned, a hand on the back of your neck with the other on your hip. A loud cry escaping your throat when he began fucking into you relentlessly.

“Suguru, oh f-fuckk. Nngh— so good.” you moaned, eyes teary as he continuously slammed into you, rocking your body with each of his mean thrusts.

You could feel him so deep inside you, practically kissing at your cervix every time his hips landed onto your ass. There was so much more contact, being able to feel every inch of his curved length as it pummeled your gummy spot. Your cries of his name muffled as you drooled onto the sheets beneath you.

“You feel that princess?” He grunted, lifting one of his legs so that he could roll his hips into you. A loud moan leaving your mouth as you nodded, clearly able to feel any change in his movements. “Feel good ain’t it?” Keeping up his pace until you were falling apart under him.

Brain turning to mush as your eyes rolled back, Geto pressing down harder into the back of your neck to support his high thrusts. Almost bouncing himself off of the flesh of your ads just so you could feel his deep.

“S-suguru. So good Suguru. So— haah,” you could barely process your own words. Mind filled with nothing but how good he felt inside you. Stretching your cunt so good as you clenched around him, wetness trailing his cock with your slick.

“Pretty pussy’s so greedy f’ me. Look at how much she’s sucking me in.” He rasped, breathing speeding up as he let out a series of groans and grunts. “Fuck, gonna cum for me baby? Cum for me nice and hard while i fill you up?”

You nodded shakily, body trembling as a choked scream echoed through the room. “F-fuck.” Letting out cries of his name as you fell off the edge. Making a mess on his cock while his thrusts became sloppy.

“Shit, can i cum in you princess?” He breathed, your dumbed down hum of confirmation being enough for him as he stilled. Coating your insides with ropes after ropes of his sticky cum.

͙͘͡★ 𝑻𝑶𝑱𝑰

Is elated when you utter the words. Immediately stopping whatever he was doing and practically carrying you to your bedroom. “Fucking finally. I hate the feeling of that shit on my dick.” He smirked, towering over you until you fell back onto the bed.

The large man on top of you with a groan as he buried his face into your neck. “Gonna break that little pussy tonight. You’re on the pill right baby?”

“Yes.” You whimpered, Toji’s hand snaking around your throat with a hum, “Good.”

It wasn’t long before you were naked, your knees pressed into your chest as your loud moans and mewls filled the room. Toji’s broad hips slamming roughly into yours as he fucked you deep.

Thick girth hitting your g spot with each speedy thrust. You let out a whiny cry, your lips parted in short mewls that matched his harsh movements. Body being rocked into the bed at an inhuman pace as your sopping pussy was bullied.

“T-tojii— nngh, so g-ood.” You whimpered, Toji’s grip on your neck tightening as he leaned further onto you. “Yeah? Feel me deep in ya?” Grinning darkly when you nodded, “Let’s see how much deeper i can go hmm?” You let out a tiny sob when he forced his cock even deeper, stretching you open to take all of him as he bottom out.

You couldn’t help your loud noises as you felt every part of your boyfriend’s dick inside you. Feeling every vein and every curve rubbing against your slippery walls as his hips rammed forward.

“Needed to feel this bare pussy f’ so long now, fuck.” He grunted deeply, “She’s so fucking greedy.”

You mewled shakily, “O-oh fuck- Toji, ‘m close. Can feel you so deep.” Your boyfriend keeping up his pace with a groan. “Open f’ me baby.” Letting a glob of his spit fall onto your tongue, a twitch running through his cock when you swallowed tearily.

He was fucking you stupid, brain fuzzy and your vision blurred as you were brought closer and closer to orgasm. Chest heaving heavily when your eyes met Toji’s. “Look so fucking pretty under me.” Your pussy spasming at the gruff undertone of his voice.

You let out a string of cries of his name, your eyes rolling back as your legs quivered. Toji’s hand threatening to tighten as he growled lowly. “Look at me when you cum baby.”

Your eyes met his, the man’s thrusts sending pleasurable shivers through your body as you reached your high. Trying your hardest to keep your eyes open as you came. A slap on your clit forcing them back on his as you made a mess.

“That’s it. My messy fucking girl. ‘M gon’ fill you up so good.” He breathed, sloppy movements coming to a halt as he buried himself deep inside you. Pumping you full with his hot cum while pressing his lips to yours. It was about time you let him do that.

͙͘͡★ 𝑵𝑨𝑵𝑨𝑴𝑰

He was pleasantly surprised to hear you utter the words, chin still glistening with your juices as he pulled away from your wet pussy. “You sure you don’t want me to use one sweetheart?”

“Nuh uh, wanna feel you raw.” You assure, tugging the man closer to you to sit him down. Nanami pulling you onto his lap with a small smile when you whimpered, your sensitive clit accidentally bumping into his thigh.

“Whatever you want sweetheart.” Pressing his lips onto yours for a kiss, allowing you to taste your sweetness as he ran his cock between your folds, collecting your wetness before lining himself up.

You moaned when the large hands on your hips guided you to sink down. His thick cock stuffing you full as you struggled to take all of him, already feeling him deep inside you.

You could feel all of him, pale colored cock grazing your walls perfectly as he reached further and further into you. The outline of his tip visible on your belly when the underside of your thighs touched his lap.

Nanami groaned, hands on your hips helping you to move up and down while you rolled your hips back and forth. Loud mewls falling past your lips as your arms draped over his shoulders, nails digging into his muscular back when he sped up the pace.

“Kento— so good. So deep.” You cried, tears pricking the corners of your eyes as your g spot was pressed into over and over again. The feeling of him kissing your walls so sweetly making your mind grow foggy.

“Look you beautiful when you ride me. Feels so amazing, sweet pussy was made to take my cock like this.” He grunted, watching as your head fell back with a high pitched moan, feeling another orgasm swirling in you.

Nanami’s breaths sped, guiding you to move even faster on his length as his name fell off your tongue. “Kentoo— ‘m so close. Want you to cum in me.”

Nanami groaned, mouth latching onto one of your breasts as you clenched down on him, your hands finding their way to tangle in blonde strands as your back arched.

“Kento, oh f-fuck.” Your toes curled as your eyes closed. Body trembling lightly when you messily gushed onto his thighs. The man feeling his cock twitch as he used your cunt to milk him dry. Allowing his cum to paint your insides a sticky white.

His hands never stopped moving you, whiny mewls leaving your lips at the slight overstimulation as he kissed up your neck. “Don’t know how i’ll ever be able to go back sweetheart. All i wanna feel is your bare pussy like this.” He breathed, letting his hips do all the work in fucking you to yet another orgasm.

͙͘͡★ 𝑺𝑼𝑲𝑼𝑵𝑨

Sukuna would never tell you, but he sometimes never used condoms anyway. He only made you think that he did. He just needed to feel you. So he’d fuck you till you passed out, giving you no chance of finding out.

When you tell him you finally want to not use one he grins with a head tilt, fingers under your chin as he backed you up onto a wall. “Hmm? Why’s that?” Eyeing you hungrily making you whimper under his gaze.

“Just.. wanna feel you raw.”

Your boyfriend licked his lips with a hum, “I can definitely make that happen.” Not giving you a chance to so much as blink before his arms were hooked under your thighs, lifting you up against the wall with a deep inhale. “Wet f’ me already huh? I love that.”

He didn’t bother taking off your underwear, ripping your panties right down the middle while your legs secured their place around his hips.

You moaned loudly when he stuffed his full length into you. Able to feel every part and every inch of his cock against your walls when he began fucking up into you. Slamming his hips up at a toe curling speed that had your back arching against the wall.

“K-unaa,” you mewled, your boyfriend’s cock forcing its way in all the way. Leaving a painful stretch as his tip threatened to push past your cervix.

You let out a string of cries, arms holding onto him tight as you were moved up and down at an inhuman pace. “Fucking pussy’s so perfect.” He groaned, his movements remaining unaltered as he brought a finger to run across your swollen bottom lip. Shoving it into your mouth to sit at the back of your tongue. “Taking me so well.”

You moaned, eyes clouding with tears as your spot was relentlessly slammed into. Turning you to putty in his hands while your brain went dumb. “Kunaa— feels- nngh.. feels s’ g-good.”

“Yeah? Like when i turn you into my little brain dead doll?” He grunted, watching as you nodded with a whiny cry. “Mhm, can feel you so deep.” His single hand on your hips allowing him to fuck you to his liking.

You could feel yourself getting closer and closer, your legs beginning to tremble as your noises got louder. Eyes rolling back with an incoherent babble of his name, letting out a short scream when his spit coating finger reached down to rub at your clit. Circling the small bud with a wide smirk.

“Gonna make mess f’ me yeah? Let that pussy spray me like it always does?”

His words went unprocessed in your head, feeling yourself slowly slip in and out of consciousness as you were moved up and down his thick cock like a ragdoll. His cock leaving a visible bulge in your stomach as he neared his own orgasm.

You came with a choked sob, head resting against the wall with an opened mouth. Body quivering uncontrollably in your boyfriend’s arms as you squirted harshly. Coating his cock and legs in your wetness.

Sharp teeth bit at your neck as Sukuna’s thrusts became sloppier. Finally coming to a stop so he could pump you to the brim with his cum. Something that he’d wanted to do for a very long time. “It’s about time i got to fill you up like this.” He breathed, glancing up to see you yet again passed out.

Sukuna chuckled. His size and his speed put together was just too much for you.

͙͘͡★ 𝑪𝑯𝑶𝑺𝑶

His dick hardened the second you said it. Pouncing on you with widened eyes, “Really?”

You giggled, The boy looking at you with pure need in his puppy like eyes. Hoping that you were being serious about it.

“Yes baby, really.” You smiled, feeling your boyfriend’s erect cock pressing into you. “You sure?” He mumbled, “I won’t be able to pull out.” You pressed a short kiss to his lips, “I don’t want you to pull out, wanna feel you raw.”

That was all he needed to hear. Handling you on your knees with your back pressed against his chest. His hips rutting roughly into you as he basked in the feeling of your warm cunt around his bare cock.

“So good.” He moaned, “You’re so snug.” Hands on your waist as your head fell back against his shoulder, giving the boy the perfect view of your lewdly bouncing breasts.

You mewled, Choso’s cock rolling into your g spot at a pace that drove you insane. Your moans competing to be just as loud as his as you too got lost in the feeling of his bare cock. You could feel both his distinct veins grazing your walls when his pace sped up.

“Nngh— feels so perfect. Wanna fuck you like this forever.” He whimpered, burying his face into your neck as his legs weakened. Finding yourself lying on the bed with Choso hovering over you from behind, slamming his hips down onto you sloppily. Loud squelching joining skin slapping in the air.

“C-choso. Haah, so good baby.” You cried, back arching as he shoved himself even deeper at the praise. Chasing his high while bringing you to yours.

He let out a string of whiny cries, the snapping of his hips losing their rhythm as his cock twitched. Not allowing himself to cum until you did.

It was just so hard, you felt so good. Gripping his cock tightly every time you clenched down on him. The boy unable to help the way he fucked into you with desperation.

You and Choso let out matching mewls, your hands gripping the sheets as your spot was hammered at a merciless pace. Your moans turning into choked sobs as your body shook along with the bed. Toes curling and eyes rolling back as you neared your orgasm.

“Choso— nngh, cummin’ baby.”

“Please, cum f’ me. Need you to cum so i can too.” he breathed with a tremble, voice going up a pitch when you began squirting. Drenching his cock in your juices as your pussy spasmed.

Choso moaned in content, hips eventually halting their movement as he buried himself in you. Spurting all of the thick substance into you with a sigh. He kept himself in that position, his cock preventing any of his cum from escaping as he began to roll his hips once more. Addicted to how amazing your pussy felt.

How The JJK Men React To Your Car Breaking Down

(smau)

You decided to take a little trip somewhere or just go for a small drive, whatever tickled your fancy that day, but you ran into the unfortunate fate of a broke down car. As your first instinct, you text the JJK Men for help and comfort.

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▷ Body Art

Sypnosis . Suggesting tattoos/piercings in the middle of sex. / Pairings . (Separate) Choso x f!reader, Geto x f!reader, Toji x f!reader, Gojo x f!reader, Sukuna x f!reader / Content . afab!reader, dirty talk, rough sex, oral sex m!receiving, established relationships, unprotected sex, etc. / wc . 6.5k

A/N: I'm in heat. [MDNI]

★ Choso Kamo — back dermals

He kinda just blurts the idea out.

You’d be riding him in reverse, legs spread over his thighs as his cock rests deep inside you, his big hands latched to your hips with his fingers digging into your skin.

Choso’s eyelids are heavy as he loses himself in the tantalizing rock of your hips, dark locks of hair messily splayed down as a few strands stick to the skin of his forehead.

Back and forth and back and forth— you were riding him so slowly and sensually, pussy clenching tightly around his cock and pulling a groan right out the back of his throat.

His head rests back on the headboard of your shared bed, groans leaving his lips every now and then as he doesn’t hesitate to hold his voice back from you.

“Fuck, baby,” Choso moans, “You always ride so fuckin’ good-, shiiit…”

You angle your head back to catch sight of your boyfriend, his facial expression leading you to rotate your hips in a slow circle so you can watch the way his brows push together and his lips part into a sigh.

“Yeahhh, jus’ like that,” He grunts, trying to fight the urge to fuck up into you so soon. Then his eyes narrow at your lower back, specifically the area near where his thumbs are digging into.

He guides your hips a little, letting out a low huff as he watches you ride him so languidly. Then you lean your body forward and arch your back, hands pressing down into the mattress in between the two of your legs as you shift your hips skillfully.

Choso’s thick cock was knocking around your insides as you moved, your cunt squelching sloppily around his shaft with your every movement and making you moan just as much as he was groaning.

Bach and forth, left and right, up just a little before sinking back down so that his tip nudges exactly where you want him.

“Mmmh,” You hum slightly, lips parting a bit as he presses his thumbs into you suddenly, “Cho…”

“Babyy…” He drawls out, mesmerized by your steady movements and pussydrunk already, “Have you uh… mmgh, you’ ever thought ‘bout gettin’ back dermals?”

You sigh heavily, “W-What? Back dermals?” You question as your movement stutters a bit, cunt gripping his cock tighter in surprise.

“Uhuh,” Choso nods in a slight daze, “Y’know… the piercing?” He explains, his voice deep as his eyes never leave your lower back.

“Y-Yeah, I know what you’re talkin’ about b-but-, aah…” You moan as he lifts his hips into you ever so slightly, cockhead pressing into your sweet spot, “Why?”

“‘Cause princess….” Choso smirks and watches your hips roll upward in a circular motion to almost match his movements below you, “Fuuuck they’d look so good on you.”

You turn your head back again, “Think so?”

“Mhmm, shit-, you gotta’ get ‘em baby,” Your boyfriend huffs out as his head tosses back slightly, pulling his lower lip into his mouth for a moment just to grit out a low, “M’gonna cum jus’ thinkin’ about it.”

A smile graces your face for a moment and you increase your pace a little, still ridding him a bit sloppy but dizzying just how he likes, “What’s so… mmh, s-special about them?”

His hands shift a little and slide up to your waist, holding you carefully as you rock your cunt over his cock. “Wanna stare at ‘em while you ride this dick, baby.”

You face forward and moan, “Cho…”

“Hm?” He cracks a smirk. He’s no stranger to the way his words make your body tense up sometimes, “I say somethin’ wrong?” Choso teases.

“N-No but-, hahh… are you serious?” You ask before leaning back, grinding your hips forward, and fucking his cock into you as you move a hand to rub over your clit.

Choso scoffs loudly to make sure you hear, “Does it sound like m’joking?” He asks.

You toss your head back and his eyes trail up to the way you look on top of him, “I dunno…” You whine.

“Aww, you dunno?” He chuckles as he mocks you, “Baby I’m so fuckin’ serious. I’ll pay for it too if you want…“

Letting out a sigh, you purposefully narrow your walls around his dick, earning a moan from him and feeling how he twitches inside you.

“F-Fuck, y’like that, huh?” Choso taunts, “P-Please baby, I’ll spend every fuckin’ penny I have on ya’ just t’see you with that damn piercing.” Hands slipping down to your hips yet again, he tugs your body back a little and his cock knocks somewhere inside you that has you moaning his name.

“Choso… shit-, o-okay… I’ll-,” Your jaw drops as his cock grazes that spot you like yet again, “Hhgnn… I’ll get it,” You whisper desperately.

He doesn’t miss your words at all, “Y-Yeah?” He unintentionally thrusts up into you and your pussy quivers around his dick, “You will? Fuck, I love you. Love you s’much-, shiiiit….”

And then he’s thrusting consistently, making you lose yourself on top of him as Choso envisions that damn piercing on you— oh he can’t wait for you to get them now.

★ Geto Suguru — a tattoo of his name

Well, he just wants everyone to know who you belong to of course. You already moan his name nearly every night so why not get it printed onto your skin?

Geto wonders where he’d want such a thing but one day it just comes to him.

It was early in the morning and the two of you had woken up needier than ever, both of you lying on your sides as he woke you up with a million kisses pressed into your neck.

You grumbled something in your sleep and it made him smile against your skin as he slipped up to your ear just to whisper, “G’mornin’ gorgeous,” His voice was so deep yet soft with you.

A sigh slips past your lips at the sound of his words in your ear and you shift around where you lay, “Suguru…”

“Hmm?” He hums, still against your ear purposefully. One of his hands was latched to your waist, his fingers drawing small circles against you as he felt against you wearing his t-shirt.

You pout and angle your head back to him ever so slightly, “What’d I tell you about doin’ that?”

Geto raises a confused brow, “Doin’ what, baby?” He asks, an innocent little smile pulling at his lips as his hand slips down along your body.

“Talkin’ in my ear when you first wake up…” You huff, turning to face forward again and comfort yourself.

Your boyfriend leans down to your neck and kisses you tenderly, “Mmmh…” He hums against you, still smiling a little, “I don’t remember. Remind me?”

Your body shifts a bit and your ass presses back into his crotch, “Said’ it turns me on,” You explain.

He’s quick to flash a smile and pull away from your neck, “Oh yeah?” Geto taunts, moving his lips back to your ear and kissing the crown of it.

“Mhmm,” You hum tiredly in response.

That hand of his begins to slide around your body and to your stomach, fingers slipping under your (his) shirt and feeling your bare skin.

You sigh as he touches you so softly, knowing exactly where this is going once you feel his heavy cock poking against your ass.

Geto’s low in your ear as his hand slides down past your abdomen, “Feelin’ needy for me now, huh?” He murmurs, fingertips grazing the thin band of your panties.

“Hahh…” His voice alone had you so wet. It was all groggy and low with you yet still soothing just how you know it to be. Which is why you’re uttering a quiet, “Yeah…” In response as he runs his fingers over your panties to tease you.

Geto shifts to kiss under your ear, “Lemme’ check how needy y’are…” He whispers to you, “S’that okay?” You swear his request for consent has you over the edge already.

“Mhm,” You hum hastily in response.

His hands carefully slip under your panties and he quickly runs two thick fingers down and in between your wet folds, “Mmmh, baby… she’s soaked already,” Geto talks low into your ear, feeling how your cunt twitches against his fingertips.

You smile a little and push your hips back against him, “Y-Yeah, I know…. S’your fault,” You huff out as Geto just gathers your slick onto his fingers.

Then he pulls his hand out and brings it up to his mouth, sucking the thin coat of your slick off of his fingers and groaning slightly. “I better take responsibility then, huh?” He suggests before dropping his hand back down.

You’re already on the same page as him so you quickly shift to pull your panties down and then kick them off your legs, “Mhmm.”

Geto smiles at how quick you are as his hand is quick to return to your dripping cunt, fingertips rubbing over your clit teasingly and making him bite his bottom lip as you squirm.

The two of you are no strangers to morning sex. It happens quite often if anything. Sometimes it’s slow and sensual and other times it’s rushed and messy.

Like now for example, as your boyfriend goes from finger fucking you and spewing filth into your ear to kissing and sucking on the side of your neck and teasing you with his words.

“That feels good Sugu,” Is all you’d get to say while his two long fingers drag against your gummy walls, curling deep inside you perfectly.

“Yeah?” Geto would whisper, “Bet my cock would feel better.”

You’d just nod eagerly and mumble out a quiet, “Uhuh,” Before he’s moving already.

Your pussy narrows around his fingers and he groans, thumb rolling over your clit, “You want it? Want my cock inside you, baby?” Geto teases.

You could already feel his dick pressing against your ass, his hips lightly pushing into you every now and then for some friction.

“Please,” You sigh out.

And then he’s moving. Fingers drawing out of your messy cunt and going to tug his sweats down. He had no plans of changing positions either, fucking you sideways was one of his favorite things to do anyway.

Hence why he’s all in your ear, lips brushing over your skin, “Lift ya’ leg up f’me, pretty girl,” Geto instructs, to which you begin to do so and he hooks an arm under your leg, “Yeahh, just like that-,” He grunts as the tip of his cock grazes your wet hole, “Fuck, m’gonna slip right in.”

His words leave him just as he angles his cock into you, quickly stretching you open and causing your eyes to roll back.

“Mmmgh,” You moan, turning your face into the pillow a bit more.

Not that the action helps you escape Geto’s voice because he simply pushes his face forward. He won’t allow you to move your ear away from him, especially not when his every word causes your pussy to squeeze around him.

Whispering, “Feel me in there princess?” To you so softly as he rolls his hips into you, his cock bottoming you out completely and making your jaw drop.

Your folds were spread so lewdly around his girthy cock, length searing against your slick walls and leading him to groan into your ear.

“Yeahhh-,” You answer your boyfriend as best as you can, eyes flickering shut as he draws his hips back and pushes forward slowly, “Fuck you’re so deep.”

“Mhmm,” Geto hums steadily. Then he kisses your neck again and thrusts forward harshly, earning a filthy squelch from your cunt, “Your pussy’s so fuckin’ loud, shit…” He huffs.

You just lay there and pant as he ruts his heavy cock in and out of you, filthy words causing your core to burn with arousal, “Hahh, Sugu…”

“Listen t’her,” He coos, smiling against your ear, “Hear how sloppy she is f’me?”

All you can do is nod, “Mhmm.”

Geto lets out a heavy groan and his hips snap into you— your body would’ve jerked and you probably would’ve fallen over if not for the steel hold he had on your leg.

“Words, baby, wanna hear your voice,” He huffed against you, tone a bit lighter than he intended it to be.

“Yes, Suguru,” You answer correctly, a bit of drool escaping the corner of your mouth as his pace picks up.

Your whiney voice makes his cock ache inside you, tip leaky against your cervix as he knocks into you, “Yeahhhh… fuck, keep sayin’ my name,” Geto encourages.

Your jaw goes a bit slack, “Suguuu…”

“Right here, princess,” A soft pair of lips press against your ear as he fucks deeper into you, “M’right here.”

“Aahhh, mmgh-, S’guru,” You slur out, feeling him thrust almost desperately inside you as if to invoke more cries of his name.

And maybe that was why he got a little rough because then he’s angling his head down to your neck, then your shoulder, kissing you so softly despite the constant clash of his hips against you.

“Y’know…” Geto licks your shoulder before sucking on the exposed area, “My name would look s’pretty right here,” He murmurs.

Your brows twist up a bit, “Hmm?”

“On your shoulder-, fuck…” That curve of his angles somewhere inside you that makes your vision blur for a second, “Could’ stare at it while I fuck you like this.” Geto explains with a sudden smile growing on his face.

“Yeah? Y’want me to get your name tatted on me?” You pant out, lips parting and pretty moans spilling more freely.

“Fuuuuck, please,” Geto begs, nearly cumming at the thought of his name on you.

“Mmh, I’ll think about it Sugu.” You whisper in response. That earns a sloppier thrust of his hips, cock rubbing against your gummy walls widely as your words excite him.

“Yeah? Really?” He asks, excitement embedded into his words.

You nod, “Mhm.”

“Shit,” He nearly whines, “Thank you princess.”

Just as those words leave him, his mouth is moving to mark the area he’s envisioning his name, lips cupping over your shoulder as he sucks on your skin and his cock practically rearranges your insides.

“Uhuh, anythin’ for you Sugu,” You moan, a hand of yours moving to hold onto the nearby bedsheet and brave yourself.

Geto groans deeply against you, the sound coming from deep within, “Fuuuck, don’t say that… y’re gonna make me cum.”

You just flash a slightly-fucked out smile, “Go ahead.”

“Yeahhh, m’about to….” He chuckles, planting one last kiss yo your shoulder, “You’re gettin’ that tat’ later today f’me, okay?”

All you can hum out is a quiet little, “M’kay…” In agreement before he’s fucking his cum into you, whispering your name into your skin as his eyes roll back.

You’re all his and he wants everyone to know that.

★ Toji Fushiguro — nipple piercings

He swears they’d be the sexiest thing on you.

The thought came about as he watched you walk around his apartment with no bra one morning, cock springing up at the slightest imagination of some pretty jewelry poking out against your thin shirt.

Sure, Toji loved your tits just as they were but thinking about nipple piercings on you just makes his head spin.

Which is why when you find yourself bouncing on his cock later that night, his lips are latched to your nipples and he’s messily sucking on them with those lustful green eyes up on your face.

Pussy dripping all over the damn place as you’d already made plenty of messes on him thus far— Toji’s drunk off you and his cock won’t go down even after the numerous orgasms he’s had.

His tongue lulls over your nipple as he suckles it into his mouth, free hand busy groping your other tit messily while he groans against you. Toji’s always had a thing for your tits but today he was more eager for them than normal.

Your jaw was slack and you couldn’t understand what was up with him today, slightly cockdrunk and unable to stop the steady rock of your hips as his cock stretched you open so dizzyingly. Your thighs were a bit sore from how long you’d been on top of him but that wasn’t gonna stop you anytime soon.

Especially not when Toji’s mouth pops off of you and his tongue hands out as he looks at you, “Fuck, y’re goin’ too fuckin’ slow.”

You frown at the man, “Huh? No m’not…”

Toji scoffs and leans back a little, “Yeah y’are,” He huffs, raising a brow at your slow pace, “I know you can fuck me better than this.”

“I can, but I don’t want to,” You explain to the man, confused about how he seems to have lost track of how long you’ve been on his dick, “M’tired, Toji.”

“M’tired Toji,” He mocks patronizingly, “Y’weren’t tired when you crawled on top of me beggin’ for dick.” He huffs out, rolling your perky nipples in between his fingers as you rock your hips back and forth.

“That was three hours ago,” You gasp, cunt gripping onto his shaft as you lift yourself ever so slightly just to ease back down even slower.

Toji shakes his head a little, “Yeah well, don’t stop now.”

Your eyes narrow at your, currently annoying, boyfriend, “And you’re the one that wouldn’t stop touchin’ me today.”

He cocks his head to the side and one of his hands drops, snaking around your body to grab a tight hold on your ass, “Can’t touch my girl now?” Toji scoffs.

“You can but-, mmh!” You hum as he smacks your ass, “Y-You’ve been gropin’ my breasts all day ‘nd they’re gettin’ sore…”

“Can’t help it, doll,” He shrugs so casually as if your tits aren’t covered in hickeys and markings from his rough hands, “Thought about you gettin’ nipple piercings ‘nd now I can’t unsee ‘em.”

Your eyes widen at that. Then you almost laugh, “Oh hell no.”

Toji’s baffled by your response, brows furrowing as your hips come to a stop and your pussy twitches around him, “Excuse me?” He questions.

“You heard me. You can barely keep your hands off me now,” Your eyes roll as you explain yourself, “Why would I get nipple piercings for you?”

Twisting his face up slightly at your cunt sucking the soul out of him despite your lack of movement, “Cause’ they’d be sexy, y’fuckin’ brat.” Toji huffs out.

You scoff, “Well, unless y’re payin’, I’m not gettin’ shit-“

Toji shifts around beneath you, pressing his hips up into you and causing his cock to jerk deeper inside you. Your eyes flicker back because he’s so damn thick and you can never really handle him properly.

“Yes, you are,” He tells you with a slight smile tugging at the corner of his scared lips.

You scoff and roll your eyes, “No m’not.”

Toji, not a big fan of the attitude this has brought on, shakes his head, “Yes the fuck you are,” He tells you.

The two of you glare at one another, as if both of you aren’t equally fucked out and panting after having sex for so long.

Toji carefully leans up and toward you, his face nearing yours before you start leaning back as if to escape him. Then, he wraps one of his big arms around your waist and tugs your torso toward him, your chest pressing into his.

The eye contact was intense and his cock was aching inside you. You try to keep the stare up but he sneaks a hand in between you two and his thumb suddenly flicks over your clit, making you moan and break the eye contact.

“Fuck, you get on my nerves,” You whine as your stern expression sinks into something pleased.

“Mhm,” Toji grunts, “I know. Tha’s why you love me.”

Your upper lip twitches, “Whatever.”

“Don’t whatever me, watch y’fuckin’ mouth,” He warns, face once again nearing yours and his lips brushing over your skin.

There’s a throb in your cunt at his little warning and challenging Toji is something you find yourself enjoying all too much. Which is why you breathe out a simple, “Or what?” To him.

And then he’s flipping you over. His bulky frame looms over yours before he shoves his swollen cock into your sloppy hole, earning a loud moan from you.

“Done’ lost ya’ damn mind, huh?” Toji groans as he quickly starts beating his angry cock into you at a merciless pace, heavy balls smacking against you and harsh thrusts echoing throughout the room.

Your jaw hangs open and you’re pretty sure you came around his dick just now, “Ahh, T-Toji-, fuck,” You flash a fucked out little smile, “Was’ jus’ jokin’….”

His hands are forcing your thighs apart, fingers digging into your flesh as your body had been folded exactly how he wanted you.

“Jokin’ my ass,” He huffs out, thrusts growing heavier and heavier as he fucked you down into the mattress, “First y’told me I can’t touch ya’, then you wouldn’t even consider gettin’ a piercin’ for me and now, you forgot how to fuckin’ talk t’me,” Toji says to you, cockhead pounding into your tight cunt and quickly getting smothered in your release.

“M-M’sorryyy,” You whine, “I-, a-ah, I just…” Your words fall off your tongue as he fucks you stupid, thoughts jumbling and drool slipping out of your mouth.

“You just what? Hm?” Toji huffs, brows pinching together, “Get it out.”

Your eyes just barely meet his and tears coat your gaze, “Like’ fuckin’ with you-, hahh, y’know that, Toji,” You explain in a light whine.

“Yeah?” He almost smiles at you, “Y’like pissin’ me off, huh?”

“Uhuh,” You nod desperately.

He groans, “Why?”

“Like’ the way you fuck me when y’re angry,” You breathe out, body jerking with his constant and unforgiving thrusts.

“Yeah?” His head tips to the side, “Y’like when m’rough with ya’, huh?”

“Mhm,” You hum quietly, eye contact intense once again as he watches how your eyes cross slightly.

“S’that why your pussy’s droolin’ ‘round me right now?” Toji asks, pressing down on your body and feeling your gushy walls slick up his cock so sloppily.

All you can do is pant and nod in response, “Uhuhhh…”

“Use ya’ fuckin’ words. Y’had so much shit t’say before so don’t stop now,” Your boyfriend scoffs at you, glaring at your teary eyes as he fucks you through yet another orgasm.

Your legs and your lower lips were quivering, tears pricking the corner of your eyes, “Y-Yeahh-, yes Toji.”

“Mmhmm, that’s what the fuck I thought. Now,” His face inclines down to yours, “You gonna get that piercin’ f’me or not?”

“I am,” You whisper.

His lips graze yours and his cock twitches, “You are?”

“Yeahhh,” You hum against him.

Then he’s nodding slightly and grunting a quiet, “Good.” Into your mouth, tongue pushing in afterward as he swallows up your moans.

★ Gojo Satoru — a tongue piercing

Gojo can barely handle your mouth as is sometimes but when he earlier passed by a body artistry place, spotting some lady getting her tongue pierced— he couldn’t help but wonder if you’d be down to get one.

And then later that day the thought returns to his mind as he watches your pretty pink tongue swirl around the tip of his hard cock.

“Hey babyy I have a question,” Gojo smiles down at you innocently, legs spread nice and wide for you as you suck on his flushed pink tip.

Your eyes bat up at your boyfriend, lips popping off of him before you let out a sigh, “Hm?” You hum, hands moving to jerk him off slowly.

His cock was smothered in saliva and precum, a messy mix that you stroked against him in quick pulls and earned a heavy pant from him.

“You ever uh,” His eyes narrow at your hand sliding up and down his lengthy dick, “E-Ever thought about gettin’ a tongue piercing?”

You smile at his question before sticking your tongue out and moving to tap the tip of his cock on it. Gojo stifles a moan as you tease him and his body twitches when you lather his cockhead up with spit.

“No,” You whisper, tilting your head as you then roll your tongue around him again, “Why?”

“Cause… I just uhm,” Gojo’s thoughts stutter for a second as you maintain casual eye contact and wrap your lips around his dick, sucking on only his tip whilst your hand handles the rest.

He goes quiet for a moment, safe for the slight groans leaving his lips, as he watches you. You blink a few times trying to get him to continue what he was saying but when Gojo just stares at you sucking him off, you remove your mouth from him.

“You just uhm….?” You question teasingly, smiling up at him.

He sighs, “Sorry, I uh, I think it’d feel-, look nice on you,” Gojo explains, nearly slipping up and revealing why he really wanted you to get that piercing.

You tilt your head a little before kissing his tip, “You think it’d look nice on me, huh?”

Gojo nods his head, “Yeahh…”

“Sure you don’t want me to get a tongue piercing for any other reason,” You ask as your head angles to the side and your tongue lulls out of your mouth to lather him up with more salvia.

His brows push together at the sight of you teasing him so messily— enamored by your sloppy mouth and how much you taunt him.

“Y-Yeah m’sure,” Gojo hums, “I mean…. What uh-,” You start taking him into your mouth again, suckling more inches down into your throat, “W-What other reason would I ha-, hahh, have?” He stutters.

“Mmmh,” You hum against him before moving your hand, taking his cock all the way down your throat and licking the underside of his shaft.

“S-Shit,” Gojo hisses, “Guess it’s hard f’you to talk when you’ve got a throat full of cock, huh?” He says in almost one breath, bringing a heavy hand to the top of your head and patting you lightly.

Your lips simmer against his base as you keep him deep in your throat for a moment, your gaze still locked on his and giving the man chills at how good you’d become at such a thing.

Gojo starts moving a bit— extending his leg for a second just to bring it back into place moments later, leaning back just to lean forward again, abs tensing… You had him all jittery and he forgot how to keep still.

“How long are y’gonna k-keep me in your throat like that? Fuck-, you’re gonna make me cum,” He huffs out with fully tensed brows, hips shifting slightly.

You slowly pull your mouth up and off of his cock, a thick string of saliva hanging from your tongue as you do so. “Toru, you can barely handle my tongue as is…” You say softly.

Gojo scoffs, “Tha’s not true.”

Your hand starts slipping up and down his cock again, the messy shlick sound following your movements and making you grin, “You already came in my mouth twice.”

“S-So?” He huffs, rosy lower lip poking out into a pout.

You giggle, “It’s barely been fifteen minutes.”

“Okay well, s’not my fault you know what you’re doin’,” Gojo results in saying. He had no other argument for you, not after being sucked off so good by you— of course he came in the first five minutes, you know all his sensitive spots.

Smiling up at your boyfriend, you angle his tip toward your mouth again and your lips graze him as you speak low in a whisper, “But it is your fault though,” You tease, “You’re the one who spent night after night fucking my throat so I could get used to you…”

“Shut up,” Gojo huffs out as he turns to the side.

Opening your mouth and taking your hands off of him completely, your palms press down into the floor and your back arches a bit as you lean forward, “Shut me up, c’mon.”

Gojo grumbles something under his breath before he moves to stand up, his hand angling your head a bit so you can comfortably look up at him.

“Promise you’ll get that piecing f’me,” Gojo says as he tips his head to the side.

You nod, “S’long as you put another load in my mouth, yeah.”

Oh he nearly came at that sentence alone. His dirty talk had rubbed off on you significantly and he loved every second of it, smiling down at you as he nods and pushes his cock into your mouth.

“Fuck, your mouth’s gettin’ filthier than mine,“ Gojo comments as his hips ease forward.

You suck him in with no problem, his dick slipping down into your mouth perfectly as you soon close your throat around his lengthy cock, making him grunt in surprise.

“S’tight,” He huffs, “Jus’ imagine this with some metal on your tongue, pretty,” Gojo starts smiling to himself at the thought, working up a steady pace as he thrusts in and out of your mouth.

You purposefully flatten your tongue on his cock as he pulls out and spit messily collects at his tip, to which he moans as you slurp it off of him and whirl your tongue around.

Tipping his head back slightly, “Yeahhhh,” Gojo gasps, spreading his legs a bit as he starts rutting into your mouth, “And hey… maybe I’ll get a matchin’ one so you can feel good too.”

You whine around him at the thought and your thighs are quick to press together. The motion doesn’t go unnoticed and Gojo chuckles.

“Y’want that, baby? Wanna get matchin’ piercings?” He suggests with a toothy grin on his face.

You nod, eyes pleading and mouth full of him, humming a quick, “Mhmm,” Against him as you do so.

His dick twitches inside you and he heaves out a heavy breath, “Alright, let’s go right after this then.”

★ Ryomen Sukuna — a spine tattoo

If he has a body full of tattoos, why can’t you? And what better place for one to be than trailing down your spine?

Naturally, this thought comes about in the man’s head while he’s got your face pressed down into the mattress, ass up in the air for him and his cock shoved all too deep inside your overstimulated pussy.

If he’s not staring at your ass while he fucks you from behind then Sukuna’s always staring at that spine of yours.

The way it curves into that perfect arch for him— he can’t help but wonder what dark ink would look like trailing along the area. Thoughts of how he’d trace his fingers along a tattoo if it were there come to his mind and he smiles at how he’d probably end up tuning out your cries just because he’s too focused on reading your tattoo.

And he just knows he’d tease you about it, pretending not to know what the tattoo signifies and asking you questions about it just to hear your broken explanations.

Sukuna did enjoy forcing you to talk during sex anyway so, a tattoo would be the perfect topic of conversation. But first, he has to convince-, order you to get one.

“S’kunaa,” Your muffled voice would hit his ears so suddenly, his hands latched onto your hips so tightly that he was leaving marks.

The man hadn’t realized how lost in his thoughts he was, having nearly fucked you down into the bed completely. “What?” Sukuna huffs out in response to the meek call of his name.

You pant and pant into the sheets, drool collected so messily below your face as your wet lashes flutter open, “Y-You stopped, hnngh… t-talking,” You breathe out, catching him slightly off guard.

Sukuna smirks at you, his lovely fiancée, “Did I?” He coos, cock still stretching you open and stuffing you nice and full despite his sudden lack of words.

He’s always talkative during sex, whether he likes to admit that or not— he’d tease you non-stop, dirty talk you until you physically couldn’t take it anymore, and became nothing more than a squirting mess on his throbbing cock.

“Uhuh…” You mumbles out, fingers curling into the bedsheets as you sniffle lightly.

Of course he’d already fucked you to tears. When did he not?

“S’that a problem?” Sukuna asks as he leans over a bit, quickly finding your hand and placing his much larger one on top of it, fingers intertwining slightly as he presses your hand further down.

“N-No… but… mmh,” You moan as his hips slow against you, rolling his fat cock deep inside your cunt and making your words leave in a mere whisper, “I like hearin’ you…”

Sukuna weighs his body into you a bit more, thick tip throbbing against your cervix, “Hm? Speak up.” He orders, despite hearing you just fine.

“I l-like hearin’ your voice ‘Kuna,” You breathe out, lifting your head slightly off of the mattress and angling it so that you could meet his fiery gaze.

“Yeah?” He asks, that wide and sexy smile of his taking over his sweaty features.

Your heart just swells at the sight and you nod thoughtlessly, “Uhuh.”

Sukuna resists the faint urge to press his lips into your messy wet ones, his eyes narrowing at the sight of them open and practically inviting him in. “Why?” He questions.

“C-Cause’ you… hahhh,” You pant as he leans up again, hand leaving yours and moving to your ass, “Your words are so-, mmh!” A hum escapes you as he slaps your ass harshly, leaving yet another mark on you, and smiling down at the sight.

Your cunt was stretched lewdly around his base, sucking every inch of him so deliciously that he could hardly take his eyes away from the sight, “So what? Get it out, c’mon,” Sukuna encouraged, thrusting his hips forward just to watch the way your body jerks and then bounces back onto him.

“Filthy.” You gasp, back arching impossibly further and pussy taking him in deeper.

“Well,” Sukuna scoffs, “How can they not be. Pussy’s back here talkin’ dirty t’me so I talk back,” He explains casually as his rough pace with you returns, “What’s the problem?”

Your jaw drops a bit and your eyes flicker to the back of your skull, “N-Nothing-, ah, m-mmgh….” You moan in between your words as his thrusting distracts you from speaking properly, “I like it.”

He smiles at that, “Yeah? Y’like it? Like it when I tell you how this pussy gets so fuckin’ sloppy f’me?” Sukuna huffs out instantly, your cunt squelching around him so obscenely that it makes him groan.

Your mess was all over the damn place— coating his thighs, your thighs, the bed below-, just everywhere. “Uhuh…” You babble out in response, dropping your head back down into the bed.

“…How she cries f’me, sucks me in deep, and takes my cock so well,” Sukuna continues, his every word coming out with that low raspy pitched voice of his that just makes your stomach flip and churn in arousal.

“Fuu-uck,” You whimper amid his heavy pounding, cockhead unforgiving inside you as he never once slows.

Your body naturally tries pulling away from him and you attempt to crawl away ever so slightly just for a moment's rest.

“Stop that, don’t run from me now,” Sukuna hums before leaning all the way down to your ear, “Thought’ you liked it when I talked t’you?” He whispers, feeling how your walls grip onto him so suddenly due to how close he’d gotten.

You pout, “Y-You’re too close-, fuck.” You explain to him.

That earns a scoff, “Tell me somethin’, slut of mine…”

“H-Hm?” You hum oh so obediently.

Sukuna’s lips press into your ear and a hand snakes under your body, fingers pinching your clit as he questions you, “Who’s pussy is this?”

“Fuck-, I-, ahh… Kuna…” You whine, legs attempting to close on him for a moment, “S’yours ‘Kuna.”

His veiny cock twitches inside you at your response and he grunts against you, “Right, so who the fuck are you to tell me I’m too close, huh?” Sukuna asks, thrusts picking up in speed and practically knocking the air out of your lungs.

All you could do was gasp out a little, “I-“ Only to be cut off seconds later.

“Cock has you actin’ stupid it seems,” Sukuna growls into your ear, leaning away afterward and moving both hands to the arch of your back and pressing you down.

“M’sorry.” You gasp, “S’kuna-, p-please, m’sorry,” Your mouth hangs open as desperate pleas and apologies pour out of your mouth.

Sukuna ignores you at first, fingers digging into your skin as he fucks his dick in and out of you. Cock splitting you open over and over and over until you’re crying for him again, grunts and slight groans leaving his throat as he does so.

It’s only when your legs are quivering for the nth time that night that he smiles to himself “It’s okay, you’ll make it up t’me,” Sukuna finally tells you.

Your brows push together and you look back over your shoulder, “H-Huh?”

His eyes meet yours, “You’re gonna get a tattoo f’me.”

“What?” You gasp at his sudden revelation, realizing that’s probably what had him distracted earlier on.

Sukuna shifts to trail his nail down your spine, “Riiiight along here,” He explains, his soft touch giving you chills.

Excitement coats your gaze and he doesn’t miss that light glint in your eyes as you gasp, “R-Really?”

“Yeahhh,” Sukuna can’t help but smile mischievously, finding you oh so pretty with your face all fucked out, “How’s that sound?” He asks. Though, you and he both know you’d get that tattoo no matter what.

“Sounds good.” You huff out in one breath, earning a sloppy thrust of his hips, tip dripping along your walls the more he thinks about it.

“It better,” Sukuna says before moving his hand to your jaw and lifting your face to him, “Now, tell me you love me,” He whispers.

He always did this when he was about to cum, rarely ever saying it back to you but still enjoying the way you tell him such an affectionate claim anyway.

“I love you ‘Kuna,” You whine out to your fiancé, whose dick throbs inside you at your words.

Sukuna’s lips near yours and his other arm wrap around your body, holding you close to him, “Such a good girl f’me, say it again,” He whispers.

“I love you.” You moan, watching how his brows tense and feeling him cum inside you seconds after that claim leaves your lips.And instead of saying it back, he finally presses his lips into yours, mumbling something about how you’re all his and how you’re so good for him.

"She asked for no pickles" with the JJK men if you would like?

characters (all written separately): nanami x reader ; gojo x reader ; choso x reader

warnings: fem!reader , mentions of food , pickles , swearing , gojo being weird , light angst (choso)

w/c: 1.5k (roughly 500-600 words each character)

a/n: this was really fun to write, so thank you sm for sending a request in !! i kinda deviated from the brief a little, so i hope you don't mind too much :)) i hope you all enjoy it and let me know what you think !! ive also decided to split it into 2 parts since it was getting really long.

part 1 (nanami ; gojo ; choso) ; part 2 (toji ; geto ; sukuna)

𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈. 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎 ::

"sweetheart what's wrong? why aren't you eating?"

your husband’s concerned voice pulled you out of your reverie. you sighed, weighing up your options, trying to decide whether it was worth telling kento your problem or not.

it was supposed to be a cute day out for you both, first going to an art museum which had a special exhibition you were both dying to see. then deciding to visit a nearby park with freshly baked bread, feeding your beloved husband a bite, and then the ducks.

now you were both currently sitting at a restaurant, and the sight before your eyes was enough to ruin your mood.

your husband reaches out and holds your hand from across the table, eyebrows furrowing further as he sees the despair on your face. you refuse to look at him, and kento starts to worry even more.

"my sweet girl, please tell me what's wrong," he urges, lightly squeezing your hand.

you sigh once more, and he follows where your eyes are pointedly staring the burger on your plate. immediately, he sees pickles sticking out from the edges, cemented into the melted cheese, and everything clicks.

"i asked for no pickles ken, but i don't want to be rude and send it back."

kento rubs your hand with his fingers and asks if you want him to take pickles off for you.

"i'll still be able to taste them though because i know they were there," you slightly pouted.

you looked so upset, and your husband hated that. you were really looking forward to trying this restaurant's burger due to all the good reviews you've heard. and as a fellow foodie, he can empathise and share your massive disappointment.

that won't do, kento thinks. his dear heart asked for no pickles, so she'll get a burger with no pickles.

kento spots a waiter nearby and makes eye contact, politely smiling and lifting his hand up. the waiter comes over immediately and asks if everything's okay.

"my beautiful wife here asked for no pickles on her burger, but there seems to be pickles," he looks at you and sees the slight embarrassment on your face and reassuringly rubs your hand. "would it be possible to send this one back and get one without pickles, please?"

you looked up at the waiter in hope with a bashful look on your face.

"absolutely sir," the waiter smiles at your husband and moves to take away the plate from in front of you. he turns to you and dips his head. "i apologise for any inconvenience caused, ma'am. i'll get that to you as soon as possible, alongside a desert of your choice, on the house."

you thank the waiter profusely, and once he's gone, you turn to your husband with the biggest smile on your face. you bring your joined hands up to lips and press kisses on the back of his hand.

"i love you so much kento, thank you!"

your husband smiles with a light blush adorning his cheeks. he leans over the table and presses his lips softly against yours.

"anything for you my sweetheart, i love you too." he whispers softly, with his lips still pressed against yours.

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎. 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 ::

“satoru, my darling, my honeybun sweetie pie, did you put pickles in my fucking pastry?”

your boyfriend, who is sitting next to you, freezes at your tone, with his thumb pressed onto his lips to lick away cream from his cake that had gotten onto it. he turns to you with an incredulous look on his face, hand slowly falling back down to his lap. everything’s silent for a moment as he just blinks at you.

“pickles? did you say pickles babe?”

seeing the visible confusion on satoru’s face, you move the plate in your hands closer to him and pout.

“there’s pickles in my pastry.”

he looks down, and you’re right. for some reason, alongside the cream and the strawberries, there were two small slices of pickles half hidden underneath the strawberries. satoru’s confusion doubles, but then he remembers your accusation and how you looked like you were contemplating murder.

“that wasn’t me babe, i promise, scout’s honour!”

“don’t disrespect scouts toru,” you whine. “i was really looking forward to it you know.” you place the plate down on the tea table in front of you and huff, falling back and sinking into the sofa.

the only thing that got you through the long, hard day was the prospect of feasting on the pastry you bought and cuddling up to your lover. and now it was all ruined. what kind of sicko jokes around and puts pickles on perfectly delicious pastries, actively working to ruin people’s days.

seeing your lover’s shock, you’re inclined to believe him. out of everyone, satoru knew not to mess with people’s food, especially sweet treats. but you could’ve sworn putting it in the fridge with no pickles on it. so what happened?

satoru looks at you all upset, and he loses his appetite. don’t get him wrong, he would die for cake. but seeing you so distraught, he could not, in good conscience, enjoy his slice without you. he looks down at the slice of cake in his hand and decides to make a compromise.

“here, my love,” he says with a sweet smile on his face, handing you his plate. “you can have my slice.”

you look up at him, with your mouth slightly open in disbelief. no way, satoru just offered his cake. you never thought you’d live to see the day. looking at his plate, it does look delicious and pickle-less, but you shake your head. he deserves his sweet treat.

“s’fine baby, thank you though.”

“no, honestly, i don’t mind something savoury with my sweets,” he pushes the plate into your hands and grabs the pastry from the table. satoru makes a show of picking a pickle slice off the pastry and licking the cream off. “see it’s delicious,” he smiles brightly, seemingly enjoying it?

“i love you, but you’re a freak,” you grimace burrowing yourself into satoru’s side.

he only chuckles in response, munching on the pickle. he absolutely hates it. he’s a brilliant actor, but you can see it in his eyes, yet he still swallows it. you lift your hand up to his cheek, holding it gently and pressing kisses to every single bit of skin you can reach. your lover only gives you a cheesy smile in return, popping another cream covered pickle into his mouth.

“you don’t have to eat that love, we can just share your cake.”

satoru shakes his head, adamantly refusing. instead choosing to take a massive bite of your pastry covered in pickle juices. it’s disgusting, and he’ll probably cry in the shower before bed at the horrifying taste, but he could handle a couple of pickles if it ensured your happiness.

𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎. 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎 ::

“baby it’s fine, i promise”

“no it’s not choso, first they made fun of you, and then they messed up your order on purpose,” you spluttered in pure disbelief. “it’s disrespectful and rude, i’m not letting them get away with it!”

how dare they, you thought as you sped back to the fast-food chain choso had gotten food for you both from. your husband is the sweetest and most respectful soul to have ever graced this earth. how dare they make fun of his facial marks and hair. you wanted to hug and kiss him all over, but first, you had some strong words for the workers at the food shop.  

to say you were fuming was the absolute least of it. you know for a fact that choso probably just awkwardly stood there, hearing their remarks and silently accepted his order whilst they laughed at his buns. picturing it only made you angrier, fists balling and blood rushing through your ears.

“baby, please calm down,” your husband called, hot on your heels. you were only a couple of shops away, and he absolutely did not want to make a scene. he took hold of your arm and gently pulled you towards him, grabbing your other hand in his too.

“my love, it’s okay, just let it go,” he urged. you looked at his face and you saw the slight shine in his eyes, and you were about to turn to straight back around. choso only tightens his hold on you and his hand moves up to hold your face.

“they’re just miserable people, not worth wasting your time on them baby.”

“you would do the same for me cho, i’m not hearing it!”

“i absolutely would, but the workers were young, and i don’t want you getting in trouble for fighting a bunch of kids,” he stressed. “let’s just go home and cuddle, and order takeout or something. please.”

the discomfort of going back inside the shop was written all over his face, and you really didn’t want to make choso’s day harder or worse than it already was. your husband deserved the world, and it made your heart break, knowing that there were people being mean to him. sighing, you lean up and press a soft kiss to the bridge of choso’s nose, right where his mark is.

“okay,” you relent. “let’s go home.”

choso kisses your hand and smiles at you, relief written all over his face.

“you didn’t deserve that choso, i’m really sorry they said all those horrible things to you.”

“’s fine,” he says dismissing it. “my wonderful wife did my hair and tells me how gorgeous she thinks i am every minute of the day. some silly teenager’s words won’t affect me.”

it was easy to see the words had affected him more than he let on, but for now, you decided to let it go. tomorrow you’d talk to him and offer reassurance properly and make his day extra special, but for now you’d let it go, seeing how clearly he wanted to leave it behind.

holding onto his hand, you both turned around and started making your way back home, discussing what you guys should order, already feeling lighter.

“oh babe, let’s invite yuuji over, we could have a family dinner,” you suggested, knowing if there was one thing that would cheer him up, it would be his brother. your husband’s face immediately lights up and he beams at you, nodding his head enthusiastically and agreeing.

it’s sorted then, cuddles with you, then takeout as a family, and then some more cuddles with you both whilst watching a movie.

extra note : geto put pickles on your pastry thinking it was gojo's when he came over the day before. gojo had been annoying him all week, so he decided to hit him where it hurt. when he found out it was yours, he felt terrible and brought extra pastries for you when he next came round.

© ffsg0jo 2024 — do not plagiarise, repost, modify, or translate any of my work, in any way shape or form; i will piss in your cereal if you do. all work belongs to me and me only.

𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐍 .ᐟ

when their baby doesn't recognize them after they come home from a long mission.

starring. gojo satoru, geto suguru, toji fushiguro x fem! reader

heads up. pure fluff, your child with toji is baby gumi :D

note. this is how everything should have been :< anyways, just an information, my blog now runs on queue so, i'm grind writing before i get too busy for everything since my finals are coming up! chap 259 leaks got me on my knees and telling my friends i needed a whole ass break, gege when i catch u gege.

──────〃★ 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔

"i'm home!" gojo's cheery voice rings out throughout his warm home, despite his fatigue catching up with him. he drops a few crown colored paper bags on top of the kitchen counter — his nostrils twitching at the smell of your home cooked meal that he's grown to miss a lot during his mission.

trotting down the hall, he could vividly hear the distinct voices of both you and his daughter's loud laughter, with a big smile he grips onto the door handle of his daughter's nursery and pulls it down eagerly, "daddy's home!"

you looked at the door in surprise, not hearing his call just a few minutes ago, "satoru? you're home!" you marvel out, happily. nose scrunching in just slightly — your daughter sat on the play mat, eyebrows furrowed and she shows no signs of happiness or excitement like you did.

gojo went in and engulfed you into a tight hug, "hi sweetie," he whispers, kissing your temple — his slender fingers squeezing your hips, "i missed you both so much, y'know?"

returning the hug, you inhaled his scent, "we missed you too, 'toru, i was wondering when you'd be home," gojo cupped your face, pecking your lips multiple times.

"'m home now, baby," his vague whispers enters your ear.

gojo's head turns to see his daughter, who has strands of white hair just like his along with her deep blue eyes, staring back at him in worry — and a tinge of suspicion glazing over them. she babbles in concern, pointing at you as a signal to come for her.

instead of you, gojo stepped towards her little figure, resulting in an erupt of loud wail. he flinched at the loud cry and got on his knees, slipping his big hands under his daughter's pits to pull her closer, "hey, hey . . . why're you crying, baby?"

her wails got worse along with a few kicks here and there, gojo turns to look at you in concern, wondering what was wrong with her, his deep blue eyes silently begging for help, "hey, shh. 'ts okay, daddy's here," he cooed in panic.

chuckling softly, you gently grabbed her away from him, "i think she might have forgotten you, 'toru. you've been gone for too long, y'know?" instantly, your daughter calms down, feeling your familiar grip on her, teary doe eyes suspiciously eyeing gojo up and down.

gojo's face fell, "babies have short term memory? i was gone for two weeks," he softly whispers.

you caressed his face, "'ts okay, love. it takes time, she'll eventually remember her daddy, won't you, princess?" your daughter swiveled her face away into your neck, peeking at gojo curiously every now and then.

"can i hold her, please?" he questions, almost desperately. he was gone for more than two weeks — and all he wanted was to coddle his wife and daughter, and yet, here he was; a stranger to his own five month old daughter.

you nodded, "mhm, take it slow, she'll remember you . . ."

gojo gently grabs her from your grip, cooing softly at her as she squirms a bit, crunching her short and chubby legs up. she wasn't crying, yet. but her blue eyes were staring into gojo deeply, as if she was assessing everything, "bwa!"

she began kicking her legs happily. the corner of gojo's lips tugged upwards slowly, "do you remember me now? hm? you remember daddy now?" he cooed, shaking his head gently before nuzzling his nose into her belly.

the interaction made you smile warmly. gojo who was once exhausted with fatigue chasing his tail, now all freshened up with a fatherly smile on his face, "made me all sad for a second, you silly bean," he chuckles, cradling her in his arms.

as he cooed, you could see your daughter giggling loudly, her body reacting to his words as if she understood them. all she saw was his smile and she's a laughing matter. brushing your fingers through gojo's hair, you whisper, "go shower, you're stinky, 'toru."

"mama's being mean, isn't she? daddy don't stink, right?" gojo jokes, "isn't it supposed to be her bed time now?"

you nodded, "i wanted her to see you, at least for a bit," gojo smiled at your thoughtfulness and pressed your daughter to his hip, using his free hand to pull you closer — he wrapped an arm around you, moving side-to-side slowly and without realizing; the slight movement made the baby drowsy, her eyelids drooping down slowly.

and before the both of you know, her soft snores resounded, cheek leaned onto gojo's shoulder as her arms went limp by her side. you chuckled, kissing her other cheek, "i leave you to lay her down in the crib then."

──────〃★ 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔

"baby, why is he staring at me like that?" geto questions softly, pinching the bridge of his nose as he looks back into his six month old son's (eye color) eyes in exhaustion.

just fifteen minutes ago, he had gotten back home after almost a three week mission — dropping his bags onto the couch, he greets you with a tight hug and a kiss on the lips, like he usually does every other day. on the other hand, greeting his not-so newborn son was a different experience, geto had his palm on the baby's head who was sitting on the his feeding chair. squatting down, all he got was an odd stare.

"you've been gone for almost a month, sugu'. he probably has a foggy memory of you," you explain, brushing your index finger over the baby's chubby cheek as his stare never bailed on getos' sitting figure across the table.

geto sighs, nodding his head, "if i get close, he won't cry, right?" he wouldn't say it out loud — but he often feared that this would happen at some point, his own son forgetting about him after a mission. given his job as a sorcerer, he'd have to go out on missions often, and some of them . . . don't exactly finish in a short amount of time. like this one.

"'m not sure, baby. why don't you come here and stop acting like you're our enemy?" you smiled at him, wiping the corner of your baby's stained lips, "'m pretty sure he's trying to remember your face! isn't that right, love? you won't forget your papa, will you?"

geto ascended from the chair, slowly stepping closer to both you and your son. he squats down in front of your son momentarily, "hi buddy," he gave out a small tired smile.

your son scrunched his face up slightly, eyes narrowing. you almost chuckled at the sight of geto's puckered lips, "you don't remember papa? 'm sad, y'know?" his voice softly cooed out, his finger reaching out to trace his baby's small button like nose.

as if your son realized that this was his father upon the soft touch on his nose, his face was no longer scrunched up, eyes returning back to normal — the difference? his toothless grin pops up, raspy laughter escaping his throat. geto smiles back in response, "yes, you do remember me, my baby boy."

geto stands up, carrying your son up from his feeding chair; not even caring about the mess on his son's tiny little bib. at this point, geto just wanted to hold his own flesh and blood, "papa missed you so much, y'know?" he whispers, pressing gentle kisses onto the baby's head.

your lips formed a smile in reflex, "see? he was just trying to remember you," geto chuckles out softly, nodding his head.

the then house that was filled with loud babbles and gargles of a baby refusing to eat, is now filled with euphoric laughter — it just felt magical. and watching your husband cradle your baby just felt like home, all you could do was stare at them both with much affection.

"bwaa! bababa!"

"mhm, that's right—" geto acknowledged calmly, rocking your son back and forth gently, "you're eating well, aren't you? look at the mess you made for mama. don't give her a tough time when papa's not home, 'lright?"

your son kicked his little legs downwards in response, his giggles loud and clear. geto took that as a yes to his question and nodded proudly, placing another gentle kiss to the baby's forehead.

──────〃★ 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎

toji's job is a little questionable. all his life, he's never thought of settling in with a woman, marrying her, and having a son of his own — it all happened so fast. but toji has never really thought of it as a bad thing in the first place. he has a wife waiting for him everyday at home with his son to welcome him, it all felt unreal.

"hey," he mumbles out, leaning down to let you press a kiss on his cheek like you always do — once you did, toji returns the kiss on your lips, "missed you."

you leaned your forehead into his, "i missed you too, toji."

"ma!" a high-pitched voice attracted both of your attention, craning your neck to the side, you saw your one year old son peeking from behind the wall, timidly eyeing the stranger beside you — speaking of toji, by the way.

"gumi, come here," you beckoned him to come over, but the toddler stays in his spot, his little fingers grasping onto the corner of the wall as his eyes pierced onto toji's large figure. sensing his discomfort, you pulled yourself away from toji to approach megumi.

"what's wrong, baby?" you squat down to his eye level, gently grabbing him by his waist, "is something bothering you?" your questions went unanswered — but you figured it had to do something with toji as megumi's eyes never left him.

"baby, that's daddy. your daddy," you can't help but to chuckle softly, carrying the toddler into your arms; pressed to your hip. megumi didn't falter back or trashed, already accustomed to your touch. although you felt his little body tremble when you walked back over to toji, "don't you miss daddy? he's back!"

"dada?" megumi exclaims in a confused tone, patting your cheeks with his chubby little fingers, his toddler mind in a swirl of turmoil. still unconvinced at the fact that this big and tall stranger is his father, despite the same identical hair.

"mhm, that's dada," you point at toji, who has been awkwardly standing a in the same spot now — toji sighs and strides over to you, making megumi narrow his eyes in reflex, "dada, dada's home."

toji extended his finger and poked megumi's cheek teasingly with a straight face, "y' don't even remember your old man, huh?"

megumi scowls deeply, his nose scrunching; resulting in toji's satisfied smirk — the older man prompted to do the same thing again, poking megumi's cheek once more, like he always does to mess with him, "i made you, you little punk," toji rolls his eyes.

"dada!" megumi yells out in frustration, as if he now remembered that his father — toji, the same person who would always mess with him is now right back beyond his eyes, "dada dada!"

toji closened his index finger to megumi's face, and megumi instinctively wrapped his little fingers around toji's index finger, as if saying 'no!'

toji's face warmed up at the sight, and so he curled his finger to bring megumi's hand into his large one, "y'r old man missed you, y'know?" he mutters out gruffly, brushing megumi's cheek gently; so gently he's managed to surprise himself a couple of times.

"aww, he remembers you now, toji."

toji scoffs lightly, a small smile gracing his lips, "guess he does remember."

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SLOW IT DOWNNN MAKE IT BOUNCY !? ☆

gojo, choso, toji, sukuna, geto. riding the jjk men so good that they whine for you

cw. fem! reader, whiney men, unprotected, cowgirl, reverse, car sēx, praise, shotgunning (geto), dirty talk, spanking, biting, breaking the bed, size kink, overstim, choking (toji), wc. 3.6k

an. ateez reference >.~

𐔌 SATORU GOJO.

“oh, someone’s gettin’ ngh, cocky.” he’d groan, semi-sweaty hands glued to both sides of your waist. gojo can’t even try to hold his whines because it’s not even seconds later and his head throws itself back in rapture. with a cute abashed expression spraying over his sour features, he swallows what’s undoubtedly the last few drops of his pride. “f-fuuuck, teasin’ me with these killer hips. ‘s no fair, baby.”

and as he speaks, watching you jerk and grind against him at a much more lively speed—gojo captures a nice chunk of your ass, gifting it an impolite smack. he’s so embarrassed that a hand of his covers his mouth. giggling, you gradually peel his hands away, kissing near the tip of his nose. “awwwh,” you coo in a seductive purr, barreling his fattened length inside of you. “don’t be shy, ‘toru. i wanna see that pretty face.”

“shut uppp,” he whines again, a pout immediately stretching over his sheeny-slick lips. your soft touch alone sends him electric shivers to meander all through him. his dick twitches from the sweet sweet friction before cereluan-pristine eyes of his roll their way back into the very ends of his skull. “ugh, you do it s-so good though. fuck me, f-fuck me please.”

with your arms flinging around his broad pent up shoulders, you lean in to bestrew a few kisses near the corners of his mouth. gojo’s rosé-colored lips tremor in longing for more of you. for more of your touch, more of your taste. the head of his cock pursues to mash against your folds, thwacking and thwacking away. “slower, baby?” you whisper against the very hem of his ear, giving it a little nibble to earn another wailing whimper from him.

“s-slow, yeah,” he holds your hips in place, having a race with his own breath—a mere competition. you’ve got him right where you wanted him. submissive, pinned down, and needy. with a three second clear of his throat, he groans, meeting your gaze once more. “don’t get cocky.. ‘m still the strongest ‘n i can flip you over ‘n h-have my way if—”

he gets cut off by your lips, his muffled moans pour right into your mouth and he purrs once a finger of yours strokes alongside his undercut.

another whine leaves from gojo’s lips the moment your fingers brush against there. his precious undercut. anytime your finger would drag down that part of his hair, he’s already a melting puddle. his face was flushed as you’re rocking back and forth against him. heavy drawing pants sneak out of his lips before he lets off a tremulous whine. “o-oh my god, ‘m gonna cum,” and he knows from the way his tip starts to repeatedly swipes against the insides of your sopping cunt. you’re clinging onto him tightly from the inside—a grip so tight that it makes him bite his lip, begging for more. after a while, leisurely—your lips comes to a slowing slow.“fuck, f-fuck me. ngh, think this pussy’s gonna kill me.”

“you’re so dramatic baby,” you tease, sneaking a wet kiss near the corner of his mouth. “mwah,” and he shivers from your touch. clammy hands of gojo’s grab onto your waist, pulling you further against him before he grunts against your ear. even his whines, they were so cute. he’s never felt more embarrassed. with his head tossing itself back, his eyes widen before he’s dumping a thick load into your needy cunt. “mhm, ‘s good,” you hum, panting yourself before you cup both sides of his face. who was once famously known as the strongest, was now easily able to be mistaken as the weakest . . especially whenever it came to pussy. your pussy. you titter, still feeling him trickle such gummed amounts into you. it’s so sloppy that it sloshes all around your beloved insides. “good boy.”

“f- fuck, say it again,” gojo sheepishly grins, laid back with your waist still in his tight grip. he’s all pussy drunk, the epitome of the word, really. a pout stretches against his lips as he waits for your reply, pretty navy blue irises doe at you before he pants.

“good boy, ‘satoru, my good boy,” you repeat, playfully flicking his chest back so you could go again. “let’s try that again, hm?”

“y- yes baby.”

𐔌 SUGURU GETO.

“s-shit,” geto whews, hurling an arm around the back of his reclined car seat. the mood couldn’t have been more perfect. you were riding him in his car, the view was so pretty. you were so pretty, the way you’re moving all against him—taking his breath away. the woodsy scent of geto’s leather jacket roams through the air as you creep a hand up into his biker white tee. “thaaat’s it, slow baby. slow, fuck me good, yeah?”

geto’s groans only makes your pussy throbs multiple by the second. a plump shaped blunt sticks from the side of his mouth, taking a few milliseconds to recover from his most recent puff. with bloodshot eyes, he can’t help but pull you into a deep kiss, blowing a few gusts of air into your mouth. as it travels, his tongue fervently gyrates against yours before you blow it right back into his. once you swallow, it tastes earthy and citrusy. as it aerates between each mouth, you moan, “s-suguru,” you moan, feeling his fingers prowl its way against your waist to the very undersides of your thighs. you made sure to go slow, slow and steady. geto’s for a sleazy grin, feeling the wetness of your cunt take him with all its might. “gonna cum soon.”

“bet you are,” he whispers, his foot tapping against the carpet floor of the parked vehicle. by the second—geto’s raspy moans start to get more vocal within each jiff that passes. as he’s still buried into your cunt, entangled with every inch of you, your speed arises with its own deliberate quickness. “fuck sweetheart, you’re gonna send me to a hospital with those nasty hips.”

“should i go faster—?” you coo against the shell of his ear, the tip of his cock kissing against your g-spot. it’s a tickling sensation that’s almost enough to make you drool.

geto grunts, his voice becoming a bit more trembly. with the way your body jolts against him in harmony, he’s feeling that familiar primal heat snake its way into the pit of his stomach. “slower, i- i like it when you’re slow for me, gorgeous.” and a hand of his caresses near the juncture of your thighs. you moan from his touch, vast pads of his fingertips ghosting against your skin. a hand of geto’s reaches towards his blunt and he takes another long deep puff. “ugh, ‘m hitting you in that spot. gonna milk me again, sweet thing.”

“don’t miss this time,” you whine against his neck, taking a few seconds to lick against his skin. geto hissed at the brief pang that entraps m his cock from the base down with such bliss. your cunt’s greedy, swallowing it whole with its entire being—never wanting to part. grabbing onto his large pointed shoulders, he’s just making you throb time and time again. a moistened tongue of his licks against his parted lips before he feels a clench. he’s so fucking thick, as you’re barreling his staggering length, repeatedly slamming down against his lap—you feel him starting to judder from underneath you. it comes in waves and he’s about to lose all kinds of composure with your movements. “come on, sugu. cum with me.”

“keep talkin’ to me like that ‘n ‘m gonna propose.” he jibes, though part of you knew your boyfriend was serious. “mhmnn, f-fuck, ‘s good. right there, right fucking there.”

by now, geto’s entire voice wasn’t the same as it was a few minutes ago. he’s whining, sweet cacophonies of “f-fuck me,” and “baby, ‘s good,” continue to spew out of his lips. in the background, obscene pressure continues to arise and alleviate inside of your own tummy—you’re swaying your hips against him at such force that not even gravity could keep up with the pull. the foam of the driver’s seat nearly wears itself thin before you toss your arms around his neck. “i know baby, give it to me. cum with me, sugu.”

“anything for you, sweet girl,” he hiccups, and that’s the last words he remembers murmuring before he shoots satiny ropes of cum into you. your hole flutters and within seconds, you end up finishing right after him. you both moan in unison, yet geto’s louder, he’s whining against your ear. with his head slump back, he’s barely holding onto waist now. geto’s body shakes as he comes undone, filling up your insides with such amounts of viscous seed. he’s panting, heavily. it’s so much that it dribbles from your pussy towards the crevices of your thigh. “s-shiiiiit,” he sibilates in a single breath, flicking his rolled blunt aside. with a low sigh, he leans back against the fleece made seat. “goddamn, baby.”

a smile purses against his lips, a timid one, but still a smile. above his lap, you’re still spasming yourself. you bring your rotating hips to a steady halt before you press a wet kiss against the edge of his wobbly pursed lips. “you okay, sugu—”

“marry me,” he cuts you off, wrapping his beefy arms around you. “i want you.”

𐔌 SUKUNA RYŌMEN.

“tch, you’re such a pain,” he’d murmur at your first request to ride him on his throne. “but fine. get up here, woman. ‘n be quick, got things to do.”

despite his gruff tone and stern exterior, you’d make him chew his words in a way he’d least expect it. as sukuna preps you—getting you nicely soaked and wet, he aligns himself against your slick opening. you glance down at the upward curve of his dick and it was purely appetizing. he was already big regardless, but just fantasizing about taking him in his true form with his two cocks make your mouth start to pool with filthy, syrupy saliva. “f-fuck,” you’d mutter, ogling at the cunning grin of his stretch against his face in your peripherals.

bastard,

there was never a dull moment where sukuna ryōmen was not smug—he loved relishing your cute pornographic expressions. how you’re biting your tongue until it turns into chewing, taking every chance you get to suppress your cute little whines. “mhm, such a good girl. you take it quite well for a brat i must say.”

“shut up.”

“make me..”

two predictable simple words and you in fact do make him shut up — just with your salacious hips alone.

as sukuna’s lazily leaning back against the hardened furniture of his infamous throne—he was cocky, just talking and talking.

as you’re grinding your hips against his lap in a lewdly fashion, you nip a bit near his neck. he scoffs, a hand of his pulling your waist closer towards him. with each vigorous jostle, you’re starting to pick up the pace. he’s stuffed all the way inside, churning your insides up like butter. mixing all around your gripping walls with his fat cock, you moan—feeling the edges of his claws gingerly dig against your skin. your flesh, he’s grabbing a fair piece of your ass before he smacks it. the recoil makes him groan, your hips were a mere enemy, a force to be reckoned with..

“is that a pout?” you brush a thumb against his bottom lip, leaning in to kiss him but he growls. sukuna bares a single dang, and instead of it being intimidating, it’s just cute. ruby flared irises of his stare into you before he’s just lounging back against the chair. “f-fuck, ‘kuna. you don’t have to hide your moans, you know. ‘s just me.”

“shut up, girl.” he snarls, a wave of embarrassment washing over him. as you’re continuing to slowly rut back and forth, he gnaws on his lip like it’s candy. for a second, you watch as his eyes flicker. sukuna’s eyes switch to white and then he whines. it’s so faint that you could barely hear it, but he definitely slips out a whine. in a husky groan, he whines again— this time, it’s more of a sweetened whimper. “f-fuckin’ shit,” and he notices you slow down to openly stare at him. he glares but it doesn’t even last because as you’re keeping the entirety of his pulsing shaft warm within your tender walls, he whines again. “don’t look at me, ugh. i— phew, i need a minute.”

you pause, feeling his dick twitch inside your clenching before you have a teasing smug grin. throwing your arms around his shoulders, you peck a kiss near his cheek before running a finger down his chest, sliding past the fabric of his half-work kimono. “take all the time in the world, old man.”

“w- watch it.”

𐔌 CHOSO KAMO.

“don’t think ‘m gonna last,” choso blurts, starring at your gorgeous reflection through the mirror. you’d mention to him that you wanted to try riding him in reverse. he didn’t mind, he was more excited than anything. anytime you’d recommend a new position to try with choso, his eyes would light up. it was purely adorable—with wheezing breaths, he softly sinks his teeth into the margin of your neck. a lengthy tongue of his runs down your skin before he moans. “ngh, go s-slow like that, baby. ‘m hitting you so deep inside i think.”

and he’s just babbling to you, pathetic candied whimpers going into your neck as he sinks into your pussy raw. the concise stretch that shortly follows has your heart racing—head spinning, mind forevermore in a never ending loop.

“fuck, hold me choso. hold my hips, mhm,” and as your grinding significantly accelerates, you feel the sensation of your chest deflating. choso’s sputtering out cute inaudible whines into your neck as you’re moving your hips quicker. “touch me, good. good boy.”

“your good boy,” he immediately replies, taking a second to slink his quavering, reddened lips against the nape of your neck. each kiss he gives you stacks up before it turns into sweet, desperate sucking. choso moans, savoring the taste of your tender skin as you’re thrashing your hips against his. his throbbing cock consistently curls inside of your walls before he nibbles against your collarbone. “hngh, baby. your hips, you’re slowing down on purpose—aren’t you?”

with an airy giggle, you grab onto his knees for support. “should i slow down for you, ‘cho?”

“n-no, please,” he swallows. instinctively his big, bulky arms wrap around your waist. he’s giving you a gentle firm squeeze like a teddy bear. choso never wants to let you go—not now, not ever. he’s starting to hear the expeditious pumping beats of blood pulse through his ears, metaphorically slurping up your fervor, and he whines again. “f- fuuuck, that spot, gonna drain me. feel it, ‘m gonna cum. can i cum?” and he halts his jittery speech before whimpering against your twitching ears. “please lemme cum. don’t wanna b-be messy without my girl’s permission first.”

a breathy whine of your own leaves from your spit slicked lips before you kiss his cheek. “yes, baby. you can cum. ‘s okay,” and he pouts, a longing expression marinating against his features at your words. oh, if it was anyone who could turn him into a soft sap, it was you. you and your seductive, mouthwatering hips. choso brings his wrist over his face as you’re still maintaining a decent pace. his cock matches your movements in sync, piercing through every orifice to make your thighs tense in desire. nirvana, ecstasy, you feel everything coursing through your veins at once. choso’s cute whimpers were now all muffled from him trying to cover them with the back of his hand.

it was cacophonous—he leans back into a slump as you’re mashing against his body. hot needy bodies press back against each other in harmony, it’s so hypnotic. the insides of your viscous walls were smoldering with heat before he dumps right into you. it’s abrupt, a gasp snakes out from his throat as he’s feeling himself spit out such gobs of cum into you. you’re heavily trembling underneath him. it’s so much that it even costs near your thighs, dribbling down and it feels so sticky. you hum into his neck,

it’s so much—choso’s shaking right with you, strands of blackened hair running down his forehead, nearly occluding his vision as he’d still covering his face. “o-oh shit,” he whimpers, and he swallows, the air suddenly growing mute. he can hear the wet, sopping sounds of your pussy soaking in all of him before our of nowhere—it’s a ear splitting creak. choso’s so out of it that he doesn’t even realize nor acknowledges that the headboard collapses down. your hips were to blame, he doesn’t even flinch—instead, he pulls you into a needy kiss. it’s sloppy, he sucks against your tongue as you’re still keeping his dick warm. it’s twitching, convulsing within your hold. as tongues tango alongside each other, he grabs your hips. pulling away, he huffs. “more,” he pants, and you gasp once you’re suddenly now gently pushed on all fours. your ass gets shoved up by choso and his voice pitches. he’s still whiney, but he moans, prodding his leaky tip against your hole. “love you baby. but i-i’m gonna get you pregnant.”

𐔌 TOJI FUSHIGURO.

“can a little girl like you even handle me?”

famous last words—

it takes you a bit to adjust to toji’s thickset size, but once he’s all the way inside, his jaw tightens. your jaw tightens too. he’s quite the size with a fair amount of girth that it makes you feel a chilling snapping coil within you. you lean into him, smothering a few saturated kisses near his chin, his neck, and most importantly, his scar.

a sly smirk tug its way against his pink lips as he feels you show his slanted scar its deserved uninvited attention all while you’re jerking your hips against him. “you talk too much,” you inhale, the fullness of your lungs merely snatching the wind out of you. he couldn’t deny it though, your rhythm, it was enticing. rough big hands of his grip against your hips and you can see his adam’s apple bob once his head tilts back a bit. while the manly musk of toji’s cologne wafts through your nostrils, your pussy starts to constrict every few thrusts as he’s deep inside. he’s so big, his swollen sack repeatedly jackhammers and pummels against your soddened cunt before he starts to lean back more.

“ya gonna do somethin’ about it or…?” toji sneers at you, lincoln green eyes never taking you seriously. stubby fingers of his dig into your skin, clasping against your hips as you swing back and forth. as you oscillate against him, he’s taken by surprise once you wrap a hand around his throat. “ooh. chokin’ me too? ‘s kinda kinky, baby. got some nerve, heh.”

“shut up, toji.” you moan, and his eyes continue to wander down your body. god, he can’t help but stare a bit. the way your perfect rounded your tits bounce against your chest. just perfect. his hands were all over you. your body even has somewhat of a gleaming glow, simply from the sunlight that ricochets off the window pane right above the two of you. your hips only then started to get increasingly sloppy,

the action itself turns him on. with an eyebrow raise, you lean in to kiss him. he chuckles darkly, allowing you to rummage your tongue against his.

as your warm body continues to collide against his in such a swift way, he groans in your mouth. you decide to be a tease, creeping a hand against his chest to play with his exposed, broad tits nipples. your fingers strum against it as you’re still shoving your tongue down his throat. with his dick still happily tucked inside of your gluey, grippy walls, he suddenly lets off a whine. “m-mhm?” and he pulls away from your mouth, a string of glutinous saliva snatches away from each spit-coated lips before he sighs. “fuckin’ girl. told ya how my n-nipples get me sensitive when you suck on them.”

“cover them up next time, slut,” you tease, bringing your lips to kiss near the bridge of his nose.

toji’s eye twitches—his pecs were all swollen and out on display, you even inch your head down to lick a stripe against his nipples. “mhm,” you’d hum, feeling his entire body shiver from the coldness of your tongue flick around his tenderly sensitive skin. he huskily groans once you position yourself back up, slamming your legs down against his lower crotch area for the nth time.

with how hard your body smacks against his, you’re sticking against toji like glue. adhesive and all, with your arms still flimsy and frail—you start to make your speed quicker. as your hips piston in pleasure, his low pitched moans start to get louder. “ah, f-fuck,” he leans back, spanking the right temples of your ass. over and over and over, his hand swats against your skin repeatedly like a broken record. “fuck me then,” bratty viridiscent pupils meets yours, and his voice was on the verge of being weaker than it already was. with his tone all cutely strained and timid, it was nothing like the usual toji who’s always haughty and cocksure. as his ravened brows curl into a frustrated furrow, he starts to grab your hips to get a more thorough angle inside of your puffy pussy. “wanna put me in my place? fuck me then,” and he whines again once you squeeze his left nipple, kissing the edge of his scar. “hmph. ‘s doesn’t mean anything though. ‘sides, if y’er g-gonna choke me, at least do it harder, h-heh.”

𓍯 ִֶָ 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓽'𝓼 𝓞𝓾𝓻 𝓖𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓖𝓲𝓻𝓵

۶ৎ 𝓡𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓻 𝓑𝓻𝓪𝓾𝓷 𝔁 𝓔𝓻𝓮𝓷 𝓙𝓪𝓮𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝔁 𝓙𝓮𝓪𝓷 𝓚𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓬𝓱𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓲𝓷 𝔁 𝓪𝓯𝓪𝓫!𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

CW: poly!marriage, oral [male and female], praise kink, brief mention of Reiner liking feet, group sex, double penetration, squirting, fingering, overstimulation, messy sex, spit kink, degradation, gagging, multiple creampies, cum eating, dirty talk, masturbation, just filthy shit really..

A/N: This is an edited and reuploaded fic I wrote months ago. I feel that my writing has improved since, and I like the opportunity to feel proud of everything that's on my page, so sometimes I go back and improve my older work. As always, if you have read this before, please feel free to not read it again, although you can if you'd like.

Word count: 5.6k

“Good morning, babygirl.” You hear Reiner's voice as the front door opens. He walks in carrying several bags on his arms just as you walk downstairs from the bedroom. He pauses, stepping aside, holding the door with his heel for Eren and Jean, your other husbands, who are following closely behind him.

“Mornin', princess.” Jean says leaning down to kiss your cheek before walking through the arched doorway to your left sitting the bags on the kitchen table.

“Morning, pretty girl.” Eren greets you lifting your chin with his index finger, planting a soft kiss on your lips before following Jean.

Reiner lets the door shut following the other two men to sit the bags down before coming back to you, grabbing your hips, and cocking his head to the side.

“I don’t get a kiss, baby?” he asks with a playful smirk playing across his lips.

“Gotta be first next time, papa. Wanna stand back there holding the door for everybody.” You tease with a cute, playful pout on your face as you shrug softly, looking up at him.

"Right, I'll just let it hit 'em next time, alright?" He jokes before he leans in planting a kiss on your lips.

“I love these pretty lips..” He mutters, bringing his hand up to lightly squish your cheeks making those glossy lips pucker before giving another soft kiss to you, sweet smile on your lips as you look up into his hazel eyes when he pulls away.

"My God, you're so pretty.." he softly praises before the moment is interrupted by the sound of Jean's annoyed voice.

“Yeah, yeah.. move Reiner so she can come look at her stuff.” He groans from across the room, leaning his shoulder against the wall with his arms crossed and you can't help but giggle as you look at him, a slight look of jealousy on his face. His look changes when he hears you laugh at him, and he gives you a soft smile in response.

You look up at Reiner, seeing him roll his eyes before letting his hands fall back to his sides, turning to walk to the wall next to Jean, leaning against it, as well.

You follow behind him taking a seat in Eren’s lap as he’s sitting in the chair, slouching a bit with his legs spread apart, brown hair falling to his shoulders and his hands come to your hips, rubbing them softly.

“Open that small red bag right there first, baby. I bought that one for you.” He says nodding his head towards the bag. You reach for it opening it only to find a beautiful diamond bracelet with the letter “E” hanging from it.

“This is so pretty, Eren. Thank you.” You say lifting the bracelet and moving it around slowly watching the diamonds sparkle in the light. He adjusts in the seat enough to bury his face into your neck after brushing your hair to the side, planting a kiss on your neck before mumbling against your skin.

“’m glad you like it.. pretty bracelet for a pretty girl.” You turn your head giving him a kiss.

“Thank you..” You say softly once again, running your fingers through his hair softly.

“Damn you couldn’t put a “J” and a “R” on it?” Jean jokes and Eren looks over at him.

“You couldn’t put no money on it?” He retorts and you shake your head.

“All y’all do is argue.” They both smile softly and Eren sits back in the chair once again as the three men watch you open the rest of the gifts, they spent all morning buying you. The bags are filled with jewelry, lingerie, bags, perfume and even candies and other small things they know you love.

“Thank you.” You say sweetly, moving around the room to give them all a hug and kiss. When you move to hug Jean, you lift your arms up around his neck and your ass shows a little out the bottom of that cute little pink dress you have on.

That’s when you feel Reiner move behind you, large hands gripping your ass and you smirk against Jean’s lips before turning your head to look up at him.

“Damn, she can’t have a moment with just me, huh?” Jean says in an almost playful tone as his lips break away from yours.

“Shit, she was mine first. Both of you seem to have forgotten that..” Reiner mutters as he leans down brushing his lips across your neck and wrapping his arms around your waist, his hands rubbing along your stomach softly before pulling you back into his chest.

“She’s so pretty you can’t help but want to fuck her, huh?” Jean says while you look up at him, lustful glint in your eyes as Reiner’s lips brush along your neck.

Eren stands up walking to stand in front of you next to Jean, hand coming up to caress your cheek causing you to look into those mesmerizing teal eyes of his before you turn your head just enough to slip his thumb into your mouth, forcing a soft groan from him and he licks his lips slightly.

“Mm.. damn right... looks like our pretty girl wants some attention. Don’t you baby?” Eren says and you nod in response before slipping his thumb out of your mouth, slowly.

“Mhmm.. I hate when you all leave at the same time.. somebody gotta start staying with me..” You say looking at them, Jean steps forward as his hands go to your hips just beneath Reiner’s hands.

“Aww. We weren’t gone for that long, princess, you’re just too spoiled.. but we can make it up to you baby doll.. would you like that?”

You nod once again, your heart beating a little quicker and you watch Eren reach in one of the bags pulling out some cute, lacy baby pink lingerie, pretty like white bows adorning it.

“Here, go put this on for us.. You know how much we love that color on you. I can’t wait to see you in it.” He says handing it to you. You give them a sweet smile before heading to the bedroom upstairs, changing into the lingerie in the bathroom.

They walk into the room after you, all chilling on the bed talking to one another before their conversation is interrupted by you walking back in, their heads turning to look at you when you come back into the room.

“Fuck..” You hear them all mutter in unison as their eyes scan your body in that lacy pink matching bra and thong set, pussy very much visible through that thin material. Your thighs are adorned by lacy white garter belts with a pretty little bow in the middle of the material as they hold up the thigh-high socks. Reiner’s focus on them doesn’t go unnoticed and you know it was the part of the outfit Reiner picked out just for himself.

“Come ‘ere.” Reiner says holding his hands out for you as he moves to the edge of the bed, legs spread apart just enough for you to stand between them.

“Aren’t you just the prettiest damn thing in the world..” Jean's voice comes out smooth and lustful as he sits back against the headboard, next to Eren. Both men are looking at you like they’re struggling to hold themselves back and you can’t help but notice that all of them are hard as fuck in their sweatpants while you stand there in front of Reiner.

His hands caress your sides, moving up to squeeze your breasts lightly before they trail back down, spinning you around in a circle, showing you off to the other men behind him.

You lift your hand, running your fingers into his hair lovingly, a smug grin on your face.

“Damn, everybody dick get hard just cause I come out in some lingerie, huh?”

“Can’t control that babygirl, not when you come out looking like that.. spin around again for me..” Eren says, voice full of want, of hunger. You do a cute little 360° for them again, ass jiggling as you spin, groans coming from the men giving you even more of a confidence boost.

Eren gets up from the bed, moving to stand behind you. “Fuck.. I wanted to tease you.. have a lil bit of fun first but.. now I just wanna eat some pussy.. swear it’s just callin’ to me, baby.”

He wraps his hands around you, fingers running down your stomach as his lips come down to your neck, nipping at your skin softly.

“So fuckin’ pretty..” He mumbles, heat from his breath brushing against your neck while his hand goes between your legs, long slender fingers brushing over your clothed pussy.

“She talkin’ bout us being hard like this pussy ain’t soakin’ wet already..” Reiner watches Eren's fingers press against your clit bringing his own hand up your inner thigh, fingers pulling the wet material to the side as Eren moves his finger for only a second before rubbing your bare clit slowly. Reiner pushes two of his thick fingers into your pussy, causing your head to lean back against Eren.

“Mm. fuck..” a sweet, soft moan slips past your lips as your lips part just a little.

“Mmm.. there’s that pretty voice..” Jean coos as he watches them play with your pussy, sitting back with his arms crossed, smirk on his face as he listens to how wet you are while Reiner slowly drags his fingers in and out, scissoring them at times just to make the noise louder for the men to hear.

“You’re so fuckin’ wet. damn.. pussy’s sucking the hell outta my fingers..” Reiner groans before pulling his fingers out, holding them up over his shoulder where Jean can see them. His fingers glistening intensely in the dim lighting of the room, juices running down his hand, cream built up at his knuckles.

“Just look at our messy girl, Jean..” Reiner says turning his head just a little to look at Jean who begins to move forward until he gets close enough to Reiner’s fingers his eyes focused on yours as you look back into his, strands of his light brown hair falling in front of his eyes.

He runs his tongue along Reiner’s fingers, lips wrapping around them, cleaning up the mess you made before dragging his lips to the top and off, licking his lips.

“Mm.. pussy so damn good babygirl.. come lay down.. lemme get a better taste.”

Eren pulls his lips away from your neck, hand moving away from your clit causing you to let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding and you move to the bed, lying on your back as you watch the men all stand up, each of them removing their clothes, dicks all standing at attention.

Eren’s pretty, pink tip is already leaking just from rubbing against your ass while he played with you.

Jean moves back to the bed first, hands moving up your legs slowly. His fingers hook into the garter belt on your thigh popping it against your skin softly before he speaks.

“Open your legs for me, baby.”  It doesn’t take but a second for you to open your legs, panties still pushed to the side of your soaked, leaking pussy. The view causes audible groans as all the men look at you.

“Mm fuckin’ look at that..” You hear Jean murmur before his fingers run down your pussy, fingers running between your lips to spread you open, pussy smacking softly as he does so.

Jean brings his head closer to your cunt, his eyes looking up at you for just a moment when he flicks his tongue over your clit, making your legs jump softly. He pulls his head back, looking down at your pussy before letting spit drip down from his lips, saliva running down your pussy. After watching it for a moment he decides to lay his hot tongue back flat, running it upwards, from your hole to your clit. A string of saliva connects your pussy and his tongue after his mouth pulls away from you, causing you to grip the pillow underneath your head as you whine.

“mmm.. Jean..” Your other hand reaches down to his hair, your fingers running into the strands as he goes back in starting to lap at your pussy hungrily.

Eren and Reiner both come over, sitting on the bed next to you, one on each side as their hands wrap around their dicks while they watch Jean eat you out. Deep groans coming from both of them.

“Fuck Jean.. lemme get in on that..” Eren groans moving down between your legs as well.

“Hold your legs up, princess.. keep ‘em spread wide for us, okay?” He says looking from your pussy to your eyes for a second. You grab the back of your thighs, Jean’s tongue not taking a break for even a second, his lips sucking your clit every few seconds as you pull your legs up, legs spreading wider as your pussy gets put even more on display and Eren nudges Jean.

“Don’t be so greedy.. let me have some too..” His words cause Jean to scoff before scooting over just enough for Eren to get between your legs too, tongue coming down, right next to Jean’s as they both lick at your pussy, tongues sliding along one another’s before Jean’s tongue presses into your clit. Eren’s lips kiss and suck on your inner thigh before his finger circles around your hole, finger sliding in easily while his mouth goes back down, eating you out with Jean once again.

“Mm..” You hear them moan as they both continue eating you out. Reiner’s hand runs down your stomach to your pussy, fingers slipping between your lips to spread your pussy open as the other two men push you closer to your orgasm.

“Ahh.. fuck.. that feels so good..” You whine out, eyelids growing heavy as your head tilts back into the pillow, grip on your thighs slipping.

“Mmm. You better not let those legs fall..” Eren growls against your pussy causing you to readjust your hands to hold your legs tighter.

“Shit.. you look so.. mm.. so fucking pretty..” Reiner groans, fingers from one hand still spreading your pussy open, the men’s saliva coating his fingers while the other strokes his thick cock, massaging the head before running back down to the base of his shaft.

“Mmm fuck.. I’m gonna cum..” You whine out, legs trembling as the men continue lapping and slurping at your pussy like they haven’t eaten in weeks.

“Mmm cum baby.. give it to me.. make a fuckin’ mess for us..” Jean groans against your pussy between the licks he keeps giving you. Juices start to dribble out of your pussy onto their tongues.

“Mmm fuck, baby.. look at that pretty pussy leaking baby.. fuck I love when you make a mess..” Reiner groans, his voice causing you to squirt.

Jean sits up, hand coming to your clit. Eren follows his lead, sitting up only to shove his middle and index fingers into your pussy, juices spraying to your thighs as you cry out, back arching.

“Ouuu fuuckk.” You whine Reiner’s hand slows down before he lets go of his dick, standing up.

“Fuck, my turn.. I’m not waiting no more..” He groans as Jean and Eren move up to lie on either side of you, their hands running down to replace yours on your thighs as they hold your legs open for Reiner, their faces burying in your neck just as their tongues run along your skin.

“Fuck.. just look at this pussy.. so fuckin’ messy.. mmm.. just how I like it..” Reiner groans while stroking his dick before rubbing the head along your pussy, slowly popping the head of his dick inside before pulling back with a hiss.

“Fuck that pussy’s tight baby.. no matter how many times I fuck you, she just never gets used to me, huh? Gotta open up and let me in darlin’..” He pushes back in slow, watching the thickness of his dick stretch your pussy around him, pussy swallowing every inch of him little by little.

“Fuuckk.. that's it.. good girl” He groans, jaw going slack as he starts thrusting deep and slow.

“Mmm damn.. I can hear how wet that pussy is pretty girl..” Eren groans against your neck before running his tongue up to your earlobe. His hand grips tighter on your leg, continuing to spread you open for Reiner who’s hand presses against your lower tummy as he fucks you a little bit faster feeling the bulge from his dick.

“Shit.. feel that..” he groans talking to the other two men who bring their hands up to feel his dick bulging through your belly.

“Mmm. You love getting fucked, huh?” Jean speaks softly against your neck causing you to nod your head.

“Mmm.. uh huh… feels so good..” You moan, pussy gripping and creaming on Reiner’s dick before he pulls out, standing up from the bed.

“Fuck.. c’mere princess..” He says, breathing somewhat heavily as he motions for you to come stand in front of him, which you do.

Once you get in front of him his hands move up to your bra taking it off, taking this opportunity to rip the panties off too, tossing both of the pieces of fabric to the side.

“Rei.. you just bought those..” You whine as his hands wrap around you gripping your ass tight.

“Fuck em.. I’ll buy you twenty more princess.. promise.” He says before picking you up with ease. Your legs wrap around his hips as he sinks you back down on his dick his hands moving from your ass to your thighs holding you up as he bounces you up and down. The position lets you feel him deep, your hand brushing his biceps, feeling the large muscle flex every time he moves you.

After a moment he lets one of your legs drop back to the ground, the other being held up over his forearm as he keeps fucking up into you. You grip his bicep tight, your other hand on his shoulder as you feel your juices rush down your leg, wetting up the garter belt and the socks Reiner got you.

“Nggh fuck..” You let out a whimpering moan, feeling Eren come up behind you, spitting on his fingers before running them over your asshole, wetting you up for him before he positions his dick pushing up into you slowly, stretching the tight hole around him.

“Fuck!” You cry out, head falling back against his chest as they both fuck up into you. One of Eren’s hands grip your hip while the other grips at your neck turning your head just enough to look at him, your lips are parted, eyebrows furrowed slightly, with pleasure filling your eyes as they look up into his. His gaze filled with a feral lust as he groans.

“Fuckk.. Open..” He moves his hand up to your jaw gripping it tight causing your plump lips to part.

“Ugh shit.. stick your tongue out for me, babygirl..” He growls watching you stick your tongue out, mouth open before he spits into your mouth, hand moving back down to grip your throat again.

“Such a good fucking girl.. fuck you feel good..swear I’m bout to cum already.” He groans, voice breaking into a slight whimper towards the end. His eyes are still looking into yours, your gaze stuck on his as your breath is caught in your throat before he lets go, soft gasp escaping your mouth, followed by soft moans.

“Look at me, baby..” Reiner says in a deep soft voice causing you to turn your head to look up at him, your hand gripping his bicep firmly, fucked out expression on your face as your moan struggle to even come out anymore, your breaths just coming out in short, soft gasps.

“So pretty..” He groans as you look into each other’s eyes. They both start to thrust harder, breathing getting heavier as Eren’s hand tightens around your throat as Reiner leans in pressing his lips to yours in a sloppy kiss. Juices continue running down your thighs as you get closer to cumming once again.

“F-fuuckk.. this pussy’s too good, baby..” Reiner groans out just before he shoots his cum into you, causing you to cum again as well.

“Fuuckk.. oh my.. ahh.” You whine out, head falling back onto Eren once again.

“Fuck!” Reiner moans, eyes still focused on yours as his lips part and he continue fucking his cum up into you before they both pull out, cum immediately rushing out of your pussy.

“Mm fuck.. bout time..” You hear Jean groan from the bed, fist slowly pumping his dick.

“Come let me get some of that too princess, been waitin’ too long.. ‘m so fuckin’ hard, it hurts..” He says patting his lap and he lies back on the bed.

You crawl onto the bed, feet planted into the mattress on either side of his thighs, legs bent at the knees as your back faces him, your hands reach back onto the mattress to balance yourself, as you lean back some, pussy hovering above his dick. You push yourself down onto him slowly as he grabs your hips, your head falling back as you do.

“Fuck Jean..”

“Mm that’s right. Sit on my dick, pretty girl..” He mumbles while you sink down on him, Reiner’s cum gushing out around him, running down his balls as you start to move slowly, his hands grip your hips tight as you sink all the way down to the base of his dick, ass pressing into his pelvis.

That’s when you see Eren move towards you, getting onto the bed between both you and Jean’s legs, eyes focused on Jean’s dick slipping in and out of your pussy and on the cum pooling at the base of his dick. He leans down, tongue running over Jean’s balls before running up over your pussy, collecting Reiner’s cum on his tongue.

“Fuck, Jaeger..” Jean hisses. Eren smirks, swallowing Reiner’s cum before using his fingers to play with your clit while Jean fucks up into you. He runs his finger down, sliding it inside with Jean's dick. His finger drags along the protruding vein in Jean’s dick as he’s buried inside your soaked pussy. Jean’s jaw clenches tight, a low growl coming from his throat.

“Fuck.. Eren.” You moan aloud, looking down at him.

“Mmm fuck I love this pussy so much..” Eren groans pulling his finger out, sucking it into his mouth before sucking your clit gently causing your pussy to clench around Jean.

“Uggh shit..” Jean spits in a groan, strands of his brown hair falling in front of his face. Soon enough your arms grow tired from holding yourself up and you decide to get on all fours, Jean moving behind you, wasting no time sliding back in.

“Mmm.. pussy’s so loud.. pretty ass pussy.. I swear.. fuck.. I swear..” Jean groans as his hand plants on your lower back as your chest pushes into the mattress, back arching before you feel Reiner’s large hand come down on your ass hard, causing your grip on the sheets to tighten and making you let out a pathetic whimper, body jerking forward slightly.

“Fuck. Throw it back for him baby.. bounce that ass.” Reiner groans watching Jean fuck you, pussy squelching loudly and you start bouncing your ass back on him causing his mouth to hang open slightly, Reiner’s hand caressing your ass while the other strokes his dick.

“That’s it.. Good fucking girl.. making him feel so good. You feel good, don’t you, Jean?” He asks, leading Jean to nod his head, unable to speak as he watches your pussy quickly sliding on and off his dick.

“Mmm fuck.. ahh..” Jean’s voice is soft, desperate and you can tell he's enjoying himself, dick bruising your cervix when he starts to push forward matching your movements. Reiner’s hand runs over your stomach, feeling Jean’s bulge just as they had done with him earlier.

“Fuck Jean.. you’re so deep in it..” Reiner hisses before moving to stand in front of you with Eren. And you lift your upper body from the mattress, hands planting on the bed to hold you up while you look up at them.

“Mmm.. fuck.. I.. mmm wanna suck your dick....” You force out past your moans. Eren’s hand comes up to your cheek.

“Suck who's dick, baby doll?”

“Mm.. b-both.. want both..” You moan as Jean continues fucking you, his large hands planted on your ass, thumbs spreading you open as he lets spit fall from his mouth onto your asshole, spit running down to your pussy, making you even wetter for him.

“Mmm fuck.. pussy’s so fucking nasty.. so loud..” He grunts and Eren moves to the bathroom for just a moment to wash off really quick (since he was just fucking you in the ass) before coming back.

Eren moves closer to you, standing at the foot of the bed and your hand comes up wrapping around his dick before you drag your tongue over the pink tip and  slide him into your mouth, dick reaching the back of your throat as you pull back with a soft slurp before pushing your mouth back down, saliva dripping from your lips.

“Fuck.. that’s it.. you know I love that shit sloppy.. give that shit t’me baby.” Eren groans, hand planting on top of your head as you take him back into your mouth, gagging as his dick hits your throat repeatedly, saliva continuously falling from your lips, running down your chin to drip onto the bedsheets.

“Ohhh.. just like that.. suck that dick baby.. fuck.. that’s right.. get nasty with it.. wanna see you act like a lil slut for me.” He groans, head tilting back as you continue sucking his dick, tongue laying flat against his shaft as your push your head forward only to pull it back over and over again, mouth squelching damn near as much as your pussy, cream and juices running down your thighs as Jean gets closer and closer to his orgasm.

Eren starts thrusting his hips forward, fucking into your mouth, causing you to gag repeatedly, throat sure to be sore later on.

“Mm fuck.. good girl..” Eren groans, dick slipping back and forth between your lips as your eyes fill with tears while he fucks your mouth. Jean’s hands grip your ass hard as he watches his dick slipping in and out of you. His thrusts growing sloppy, his breathing heavy and deep.

“Fuck.. pussy feels so good.. fuck that feels good..” He groans, hands moving up along your back softly as he keeps moaning.

“Alright Jaeger.. my turn.” Reiner says stepping closer to you, fist stroking his dick as he becomes impatient. Eren groans before pulling himself from between your lips, spit stringing and running down your chin as he does, your breathing heavy as you look up at Reiner, tears running down you cheeks as those pretty lips stay parted, eyes a bit tired but you open your mouth wider for him, tongue hanging out and he puts his hand on top of your head, thumb caressing your forehead.

“God.. you are just so fucking pretty.. especially when you look at me like that. I swear I’ll never get enough of you.” He praises softly before lining his dick up with your mouth. His dick is thicker than Eren’s, so it causes a bit more strain on your jaw as he pulls back just to buck his hips back forward.

“Fuck, baby..” He groans and Jean’s breathing gets heavy enough to catch your attention, his thrusts slow and uneven, hips jerking forward as he cups your ass tight, filling your pussy up so much it gushes out before he can even pull out all the way and all you can hear is a slew of grunts and curses coming from his mouth as he pulls another orgasm from you.

Your legs tremble as you whine with a mouth full of Reiner's dick, thighs drenched in all the fluids before Jean pulls out with a moan.

“Fuck girl..” He sighs laying back on the bed as your hips drop back down to the bed and he watches his cum drip out of you, making a large wet spot on the sheets. Reiner's hand moves up to caress your cheeks as you move your head back and forth, slurping and swirling your tongue around the head of his dick.

“Shit.. babygirl..” He groans, eyes focused on your lips as you drag your mouth off his dick, sticking your tongue out as you look at him and he grabs his dick, slapping it against your tongue before you flick your tongue over the head, the sensation causing him to cum in your mouth, a little but of it splashes against your cheek and he uses his finger to clean it off, sticking that same finger into your mouth to let your clean it off. You immediately swallow and he grips your jaw tight forcing you to look up at him.

“Open.” You let your mouth open once again, sticking your tongue out showing him you swallowed every last bit of it.

“Mm.. that’s my good girl.” He says giving you a light pat on the cheek.

Eren smirks, realizing it’s finally his turn to fuck you as he steps in front of you in place of Reiner, finger going under your chin to lift your head, your expression shows you’re completely fucked out, almost as if there isn’t a single thought behind your eyes other than pleasure. You looked so tired, they guaranteed that if they would let you, you could fall asleep within the next 10 minutes. For some reason though, seeing you so tired only made them want to fuck you more, make you cum even more until you were crying and begging them to stop, telling them you couldn’t take anymore.

“Mm.. love fuckin’ her when she gets like this..go lay down for me sugar, open those legs for me.” You move sluggishly to lie back on the bed, limbs feeling weak, but you manage to open your legs for him letting him get between them. He leans down letting his spit build up on his tongue before laying it flat against your pussy running it upwards before sinking his fingers into you. Once he pulls out his soaked fingers he brings them up to your lips, slipping his fingers deep into your mouth as he pushes his dick inside quickly.

“Mmph!” You whimper aloud as his hips snap forward causing him to chuckle before he pulls his fingers from your mouth, hand running down your body.

“Fuck, she can barely take it.” Jean smirks as he watches Eren fuck you, gripping your jaw to turn your head to him.

“I mean damn.. just look at the look on her face..” He says leaning in to kiss you, tongue sliding into your mouth meeting yours as you both kiss sloppily, your mind hardly even able to calculate your movements as you whine and moan.

Eren’s hands push against the back of your thighs, making your legs bend at the knees as he holds them up and open wide while he fucks you. One hand moves to lay against your body as his thumb rubs your clit.

Reiner comes over to the other side of you pulling your face away from Jean’s lips and pressing his lips against yours, sucking your bottom lip softly in the middle of the sloppy make out. Your eyes closed, eyebrows furrowed as Eren’s movement pick up and you whine against Reiner's lips.

“Mmm fuckk.. Eren..” your voice sounds so weak as you mutter against Reiner’s lips but to them it’s so sexy and your back arches slightly.

Jean and Reiner move down your body to lick and suck gently on your nipples, the sensations given to you from the three men causing your head to tilt back, eyes rolling back softly, moans growing louder as your legs start to tremble.

“Mm fuck.. she’s so close..” Eren growls.. “Pussy grippin’ the fuck outta me..fuck.. better make it nasty for me.. I know you got one more in there.. fuck, one more just for me..” He moans, hands gripping your hips as he slows down once again, intensifying the feeling before your walls clamp around him tight, pussy squirting on him and the sheets below, Reiner and Jean lift their heads to watch.

“Fuck! Y/n!” Eren exclaims, pushing your thighs further apart as he keeps fucking you, pussy repeatedly spraying on him every time he drags his dick back slow before his hips snap forward hot cum spraying against your walls before he pulls out, cum leaking from your hole as you try to get your breathing under control. The three men come up to eye level, each of them giving you a sweet kiss.

“Mm.. you’re so damn sexy.. so fuckin’ pretty.. the prettiest.. I swear babygirl..” Reiner coos kissing from your lips to your neck causing you to whine.

“You’re tired huh baby?” Eren asks with a smirk and all you can manage is a soft nod before he picks you up, carrying you to the bathroom. “Let me clean you up pretty girl, then I’ll let you nap, okay?”

“Okay. Love you Ren..” He kisses your forehead, smiling softly.

“I love you more, baby.”

“You look up seeing Reiner and Jean leaning against the door frame, sweatpants hanging low on their hips, arms crossed.

“Damn, what about us?” Jean teases making you giggle softly, holding onto Eren.

“I love you Jean.. Rei..” your voice causing the men to smirk.

“We love you too, princess.” They say in unison.