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shogunish · 9 days

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𝐏𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐂 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐒

—how risky they’re willing to get in public, from least to most

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

₊ ⊹ cw: smut, public sex, fingering, public vibrator, bathroom sex, hair pulling, choking, face fucking, cock warming, handjobs, degradation, praise, things that i’d be scared of irl

ཐི♡ཋྀ 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓: 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎

He loves small acts of affection like holding your hand as you walk through the mall. Keeping you close by his side when he notices how people are eyeing you.

Pulling you into store after store to let you pick out anything you wanted with his hand on the small of your back. Allowing you to peck him softly when you found the perfect dress.

He lets you pull him into the dressing room. Trying his hardest to look away because you know what you’ll do to him. It’s just your way of teasing.

“Kento.. does this look nice?”

Nanami clears his throat, allowing himself to glance down at you only to see you completely naked. Having discarded of your previous outfit, underwear included, to try in the dress.

He chuckled deeply, cheeks turning a light hue of red as he shook his head. “Beautiful.” He watched as you finally slipped on the dress, looking absolutely stunning as he stuttered out a breathy compliment.

He kisses your forehead when you two are leaving the store, the bags in his hands feeling like lightweight as he extends an elbow for you to hook yours into. A small smirk on his face as people continued to eye you. Both in want and in jealousy.

ཐི♡ཋྀ 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔

He loves teasing you in public, convincing you to wear a vibrator when you two step out. Your legs trembly beneath you as you held onto his arm tightly for support. Each shaky step making you whimper under your breath as the toy brushes against your g spot.

“Suguruu, i can’t.” You mumble into his chest with a moan. Pretending to hug him so you could finally let out some of those adorable noises that he loved to hear.

Geto smirked, letting his hand run down your waist before patting your ass twice. “Come on, don’t want people to figure you out now do you? You look like you’re about to have a fucking orgasm.”

“C-cause i am.” You almost cried out, keeping the words soft for nobody to hear.

He takes you into a small restaurant to get something to eat. Asking for a seat at the very back so you could both be undisturbed. “Hmm, how you holding up there baby?” He asked with the tilt of your head, bringing his glass of water up to his lips before chuckling at the pout on your face.

You tried to do the same, bringing a shaky arm out to grab the glass before huffing in frustration. You couldn’t, it was too intense. “Suguru, please.”

“Please what?”

You let out another whimper, gripping the edge of the table tightly as the vibrations traveled through your whole body. Eyes welling with tears as you bit your hand to keep your cries at bay. “I can’t— ahh, i can’t Suguru.”

Geto watched as you trembled, legs crossing under the table as your eyes met his. Toes no doubt curling as you slumped against the table riding through your high.

“Well shit.. that’s fucking hot.” He grunted, cock standing hard until he noticed a waiter walking towards you. He was thankful that they could see only him and not you.

Your breathing was heavy, panting as you calmed yourself down. Jelly arms attempting to push yourself to sit up straight when Geto flipped off the switch on his phone.

“Good day, can i get you anything?”

“Hi, yes. Can me and my girlfriend have…”

ཐི♡ཋྀ 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎

Choso gets needy in public. Very needy. He started off with just wanting to touch you. Feel you. But it wasn’t enough.

He knows it’s too much to ask to fuck you. So he begs you to give him a handjob under a table. His abs tensed as your hand worked up and down his cock, using your spit to fuck him with your fist.

He tried to keep his whimpers soft, head buried in your neck as he drools lightly. His head feeling lighter and lighter as you sped up your pace.

“Hmm, does that feel good baby?” You whispered sweetly, your other hand running through his fluffy black hair as if it was just a normal display of affection.

“Mhm— s-so go-odd.” He moaned softly, voice cracking as his breathing became heavier. Hips thrusting up into your fist as an involuntary reaction.

You let him hold you. Seeming like an adorably soft boyfriend to public eyes. If only they knew that you had him on the brink of an orgasm.

His hold on you tightening when he felt his legs tremble. “Haah— babyy.” He whined, his cock twitching in your hold as your speed never faltered.

Holding back a smile when he groaned into your skin, cock spurting hot ropes of thick cum onto your hand.

ཐི♡ཋྀ 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀

He loves taking you to parties, and with every party comes hungry idiots who can’t take their eyes off of you. He likes to have fun. And he’s taught you to like having fun too.

He lets you do a little harmless flirting. Getting men hard thinking they had a chance, only for their hearts to shatter when you walked back up to him in a passionate kiss.

His arms wrapped around your waist as he kissed down your neck. His eyes alone being the biggest punch to all of these mens’ guts.

“Come on.” He whispered, groaning softly before pecking your lips. “You know how hard you’re making me right now? Knowing i have the hottest girl in this fucking room.”

You giggled, allowing him to pull you upstairs to a bathroom and push you down onto your knees. Using his fingers to swipe your hair off your face with a dark smile.

“You know how happy it makes me knowing that no one else can have you. Especially knowing that i’ve corrupted you to no return.” His smile turned into a grin. Watching you unzip his jeans to let his already hard cock free.

His hand got a firm grip on your head, pulling it back to make you look up at him. “Open.” You did as you were told, parting your lips to let his spit fall onto your awaiting tongue with a moan.

You took his cock into your mouth, sucking harshly as you began to bob your head up and down. Your spit sloppily running down to his base as he began to fuck into your throat.

Groaning loudly when you blinked up at him innocently. “My perfect little slut, so good for me hmm?” His hold on your head tightened, quickening the pace at which you took him all the way. Your whimpers vibrating through his cock each time your nose pressed against his pelvis.

Neither of you flinched as the door flung open, the same guy from earlier standing with wide eyes as he watched the scene in front of him. “Well what are you waiting for? Can’t you see we’re busy.” Sukuna growled, the man scurrying out with a squeak of an apology.

Sukuna’s breathing sped up, his cock twitching lightly in indication that he was about to cum. “S-shit, love this mouth of yours so fucking much.” Pulling you off his cock and allowing his cum to spill onto your lips. Watching as you licked at his tip to swallow everything down.

“That’s my girl.”

ཐི♡ཋྀ 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎

You doubted that he even understood the concept of shame. Sitting you down onto his lap in front of many people with his chin on your shoulders. Glaring at anyone who stared at you for too long.

“What? Never seem a man and a woman before?” He spat, the girl immediately turning away from what she was truly watching, him.

You fight back a whine when he moves underneath you. His cock which sat snuggly inside you grazing your walls.

“Toji.. i don’t think this is a good idea.” You moaned softly when he jerked his hips up directly into you. Knowing just how to make his tip nudge that sweet spot inside you.

He hums, guiding you to rest back against him as he finishes whatever he was doing. The warmth of your pussy keeping him sane as you clenched around him unknowingly.

It wasn’t the first time he had you cockwarm him in public. Those skirts he warned you not to buy really did come in handy sometimes.

You watched as the place emptied out, a smirk on Toji’s face as there was noone around to see what you two were up to. “Now would you look at that,” he smirked, kissing down your neck with a small groan. “I can finally do this.” He thrusted up into you harshly, a small moan falling past your lips when he did it again.

“T-toji. ‘M so full.” You whimpered, he’d been stuffed inside for nearly an hour. Your pussy had gotten so used to him. Your hand came up to your mouth when he thrusted up into you again. His pace agonizingly slow as he teased you dumb.

“My girl’s so good f’ me. Letting me stuff my cock in her in public.” He whispered darkly into your ear. Looking around before lifting you off of him. Quickly slipping his cock into his sweats while your skirt fell naturally onto your ass. He sat you down beside him, shifting in his seat to block you from others’ view.

You moaned when Toji’s hand traveled under your skin, two of his fingers thrusting back into your sopping pussy before curling them upwards. Smirking widely when your thighs shut around his arm, your nails clawing at his biceps as he began fucking them into you.

The mean pace made you bury your face into his shoulder as your body shook. Your pussy already aching from the moment he had his cock deep inside you. Your eyes grew teary as your toes curled, biting into pure muscle to keep your sweet cries as bay as you gushed onto his fingers.

“Now, we’ll finish this in the car, yeah?”

ཐི♡ཋྀ 𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓: 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔

You’re his girl. And no one should be able to stop him from having his girl. Him being cocky on top of it just added to his way of thinking.

He loved your pussy more than anything. And he wasn’t scared to fuck you when he needed you. Pulling you into any public bathroom to have his way with you.

He doesn’t bother to go into a singular stall. Stuffing his cock into you in front of the big mirror running across the wall. Your hands gripping onto the sink counter as his fingers weaved through your hair.

“Such a dirty girl for me? Letting me fuck you like this.” He groaned, pulling your head up so you could stare at yourself in the mirror. “Aren’t you scared of someone catching us baby?”

You whimpered loudly, small tears sitting on your lashes as Gojo’s hard thrusts rocked you back and forth. “Satoruu, so go-od.” You hiccuped, vision blurring as your grip on the counter tightened. Feeling your boyfriend lean down to kiss softly at your exposed back and up to your neck.

“My slutty girl’s so pretty, does she know that?” He whispered, watching as you nodded with a cry when he began hammering into your g spot. “Uh huh. F-fuck— she knows.”

You back arched, lips parted in loud mewls before Gojo’s fingers stuffed past them. Muffling your sweet cries before pulling you up against him. Your back flush on his chest as he continued slamming up into you. “Look at you. Taking me so well. Gotta hurry up and make a mess ‘fore someone catches us yeah?”

You let out a whiny moan, glancing towards the door before your eyes met his blue ones. Your knees buckling beneath you when he reached to rub at your clit.

“That’s it.. come one baby. Let it all out.” He breathed, other hand snaking around your neck as your eyes rolled back. Your body trembling uncontrollably as you drooled around his fingers. Your orgasm raking through your body as you squirted onto his cock with a silent scream.

Gojo blinked, a grin slowly forming on his lips as his thrusts became sloppy. Fucking into you hard and fast until his cock twitched against your walls, coating them in ropes of his cum.

You both jumped when the door was pushed open, Gojo quick to pull you into a stall with hand on your mouth and a playful smile.

#kaf recs #OHHH I LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS

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shogunish · 11 days

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✰ gn!reader x gojo ✰ fwb!gojo, one-bed trope, sugushoko cameo, suggestive content (MDNI) ++ mildly ib this post from @/woahjo bc reading it put me in such a fwb!gojo mood it's so good TT enjoy this short lil brainrot ✰

“rock, paper, scissors—!”

shoko’s hand smacks down against her palm at the right moment, her fingers curled into the shape of her fist— the shape of a rock, technically. what follows is a split second of silence before the erupting sound of her cheers, and suguru’s subsequent groans.

“damn it,” he huffed, pouting at the shape he had put his own hand into— the shape of scissors, the pair of his index and middle fingers proving to be no match against shoko’s rock.

“looks like shoko gets the master bedroom,” satoru snickers as he watches them, playfully bumping his shoulder against your own while he spoke— something that made shoko narrow her eyes at you with a knowing glance for a moment before suguru was ushering satoru over.

“whatever, it’s your turn.”

when in doubt, a friendly game of rock, paper, scissors between 4 adult friends is the perfect way to decide who gets to sleep in which bedroom in the cabin you all rented out for the weekend. a cabin that, unlike what was mentioned in the original listing, only had three bedrooms instead of four. this meant that one of you was going to take the couch— and so far, it wasn’t gonna be shoko.

“hah!” with luck finally on his side, suguru grins triumphantly as he loudly slaps his hand over satoru’s fist, beating satoru’s own rock with his paper. satoru blinks in surprise at this, his expression falling from that signature easy grin of his to a look of genuine shock.

“can we do best two out of three?” satoru tries, but quickly raises his hands in defense when shoko clicks her tongue at him, jabbing her finger into his chest to reprimand him for trying to avoid his fate.

“it’s not over yet, you still might win this next one,” you offered, raising your own hands into position as you now stepped in front of satoru, taking suguru’s place.

satoru’s lips fell into a pout as he positioned himself, but even a child could tell he was putting on an act. satoru’s eyes meet your own, and for a short moment, you seem to forget where you two are. there’s an unmistakeable glint in those icy blue irises that makes you feel as though it was just the two of you hanging out, as if suguru and shoko weren’t both spectating your every move this very instant.

you resist the urge to glance over at them, not wanting to see what kind of look they were throwing your way. ever since you and satoru started to… mess around, there’s been this undeniable tension between the four of you. like there’s an elephant in the room that everyone knows is there but no one wants to be the first to acknowledge it.

if satoru wasn’t so good at making you feel good, you’d probably worry about the elephant more than you currently are. truth be told, it hasn’t affected any other aspect of your friendship with him or the others— besides the occasional awkward glances whenever satoru’s touch lingers on you for a moment too long —so you’re perfectly fine with what you two have going on.

after all, as long as it’s not keeping you up at night, what’s stopping you from having a little fun with one of your best friends?

you’re pulled from your thoughts when satoru gasps, his lips curling up into a relieved smile as he jabs his fingers over your hand— he did scissors, and you did paper.

(if you were any more childish, you’d have thought the implication of your fingers in between his was him making things too obvious in front of suguru and shoko. but it’s not like you’re thinking about that right now, anyway. of course you aren't.)

“oh,” you can’t really stop your voice from sounding mildly disappointed, shoulders slouching a little as you pulled your hands back and crossed your arms over your chest. “good game, i guess.”

it’s not until much later on, however, when you’re all getting ready to sleep, that satoru approaches you once more about the current bed situation.

“hey,” he whispers, though he has no real reason to— the others are still awake, just in the other room. “you didn’t really think i’d let you sleep on the couch, did you?”

you look up at him from your position on the couch— you’d just gotten comfortable against the cushions, about to pull your blanket up to your chin when he peered over from the behind the furniture. he tilts his head as he looks down at you, white tufts of hair falling over his face.

(he looks... pretty; with the moonlight shaping his features, and whatnot.)

by sheer instinct, you huff in response. “i just got comfortable.”

satoru merely grins at that— it’s not a rejection, after all. “you’ll be even more comfortable in an actual bed. come on.”

he urges you softly, tugging at the blanket draped over your waist. it truthfully didn’t take much at all for him to convince you— with a small roll of your eyes, you bit the inside of your cheeks to suppress a small smile as you got up from the couch.

you quickly learned that satoru just so happened to get the bedroom furthest down the hallway from the other two rooms. a small part of you wonders if that was a conscious decision on his end.

especially now because, after lying in silence next to each other for a only few minutes, you somehow ended up rolling on top of him— lips slotting against his as if they were made to.

it’s not like either of you planned it, but it’s also gotten increasingly harder lately to be alone around him without immediately getting the urge to jump his bones. you reckon he feels the same, if the firm way his hand slides up and down the expanse of your back before slipping underneath your shirt says anything about it.

“mmh,” he hums against your lips, his chest rising and falling at a steadily increasing pace. your legs move to straddle his waist as you make out with him, your fingers curling around the fabric of his shirt when you grip his shoulders. he kisses you the same way he always seems to— breathless, needy.

he nips at your lower lip just as you start to pull away, quietly gasping for air. your eyes are still closed, so you completely miss the way his own glaze over as he admires you above him. he could get used to this view.

“we probably shouldn’t…” you trailed off, biting your lip when your eyes fluttered open, only to find he was already staring at you.

“‘probably’?” he parrots, lips curling up into another grin when you hesitate in your response. his fingernails trace along your back, leaving goosebumps in their wake— gently coaxing the truth out of you. “is that what you want?”

“you already know what i want,” your response comes faster than you’d expected it to. it’s hard to miss the way his breath hitches, hearing the resoluteness in your tone.

slowly, he sits up, pulling you up with him until his back is leaning against the headboard. he’s quick to pull you back onto his lap, both hands now slipping underneath your shirt, his head falling forward until his lips are ghosting over your jawline.

“then tell me when to stop,” he murmurs lowly against your skin. there's a small, painless pinch on your waist; satoru presses the skin in between his fingers, struggling to hold back the steadily increasing desire he feels for you.

you sigh softly, your head tipping back slightly, exposing more of your neck to him in the process. “i don’t think i’ll want to.”

it’s all the confirmation he needs before he’s gripping the hem of your shirt, bunching up the fabric in his fists as he hastily pulls it up and over your head. the very instant your shirt is pulled off his lips are capturing yours once more, the action effectively solidifying how the rest of the evening will go:

you'll fuck your best friend again, and cross your fingers that the others don't hear you down the hallway.

#AYOOOO #toru is so soft for reader i might just melr #the way he offers you a place in his bed regardless of the rock-paper-scissors thing :((#ohhh his kisses must be the sweetest #idk if i'm soft or turned on or both #(it's probably both)#RAHHH I LOVE ALL OF THIS <333 #kaf recs

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shogunish · 11 days

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“Kuna?” Your soft voice calls for him, fingers entangled with his as you lay on his lap, back against his broad chest, tracing the marks on his wrists.

“Hmm?” He responds, preventing a smile to form on his face at the moment. You look so tiny and adorable against him. He could devour you any moment.

“What will you do when I’m gone?” You ask, slowly tilting your head back to look up at him.

“Gone?” He asks. You look away, gaze falling down, “Yeah…I don’t have a longggg life like you do.”

“And?”

you sigh again, “What will you do…when I’m not alive?”

He knew this time was to come, the day he’d not have you by his side anymore. And he knew you’d ask him this question eventually. And he also knew he wasn’t ready to lose you at any cost.

“How many times must I tell you that you won’t die?” He responds, as if assuring his own self, “Not anytime soon, at least. Not under my protection.”

His words cause you to smile, “I know that…but it will happen eventually, yes? It is inevitable, after all.”

He remains expressionless. What a cursed being he was. Truly meant to be alone forever and ever. One day, you’d leave him too. The only person he spared for ‘amusement’ purposes, as he phrased it, but had a sole place of warmth in his cold, cold heart.

“But!” You speak, trying to console him. He was the last person who required consolation from a brat like you— but here you were, and maybe that’s why he loved entertained you.

“Don’t you dare assume that you’ll be seeing the last of me!” You climb up in his lap, cupping his face with eyebrows scrunched into a serious look— do you have any idea how adorable you look?

“I’m gonna come back to annoy you…in the next life, and the one after that…and then the one after that, also the one after that and on and on…”

He stares at you blankly before breaking out in a short laugh.

“You–!” He chuckles, “You’re an absolute brat, aren’t you?” His hands pull you closer by your waist, forehead resting against yours.

“We shall see when time comes,” he says, pulling back.

“Till then, you’re not allowed to leave my side, you silly girl.”

#oh nononono #this was as sweet as it was heartbreaking #sukuna who only ever found love with you #and the knowledge that you'll die?#i'm in shambles yet this single-handedly healed my heart #op your writings are soooo <3333 i wanna gobble them right up #kaf recs

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