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rinniessance · 5 months

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FAITH ༊*·˚ - suguru geto x fem!reader

suguru geto has been slipping further into darkness every day since amanai riko's death. now with yu haibara's dead body in front of you, you think suguru might sink even deeper. so you offer him a respite between your legs.

꒰ warnings: nsfw - mdni .ᐟ.ᐟ hurt/comfort, porn with plot. established relationship, sex as unhealthy coping mechanism, co-dependency, oral sex (f! receiving), unprotected sex. canon compliant but you forgive geto all his crimes ♡ // word count: 6k ꒱ ꒰ notes: this is a repost from my old blog .ᐟ.ᐟ this was originally written for a collab and i love this piece so much, i want it on my new blog꒱

for a second, the world has finally gone silent. suguru doesn’t remember when was the last time it was this quiet inside his head. ever since that day, he’s been haunted by the creeping thoughts of the next time he’s going to fail; plagued by the thoughts of which friend he will have to bury next just because they were lucky (or unlucky) to be born with the gift to be special, to be stronger, to protect. but suguru should’ve known better than to trust his own mind not to play the cruel trick.

clap… clap.. clap. clap.clap.clap

raven-haired sorcerer keeps staring at the wall, paralyzed by the memories, the echoes that still breath down his spine and make the goosebumps dance across his skin. the clapping always follows the silence. same way a kid would pick on a just healed wound, making it bleed with the renewed vigor, suguru’s mind keeps tearing his never-healing soul apart and making it bleed all over again.

the water has gone cold, but geto doesn’t notice. in the end, the coldness that’s been spreading somewhere deep around his heart is harder to ignore. he has not noticed yet, but he’s been slowly losing himself to the darkness brewing inside. and if what they say about the eyes being windows to the soul is true, then suguru’s are sign of no good (you’ve been trying to find the reflection of the suguru you knew but he’s been slipping away further every day).

he knows you’ve been worried; he knows you’ve been asking him to open up and talk; whispering so softly please baby let me help you. and you’re so soft, so sweet, so willing to do anything, he tries to forget the burden he’ll always be carrying by losing himself between your legs. water droplets keep falling down his wet hair, and he thinks he’ll allow his inner demons to be satiated by the thoughts of you. he thinks of your soft lips that he yearns to kiss after a mission because the taste of the strawberry lipstick and green tea mochi you had for desert chases away the taste of vomit from the curses he had to swallow. suguru is sure he will do anything for you. he just has to make sure that you will do anything for him as well.

yu haibara is seventeen years old when he dies. you think you should be crying but the shock of the news has not worn off yet; you’re not able to comprehend yet that it’s another friend gone. you move your gaze to nanami who is sitting in the corner hiding his face behind the towel. he reminds you awfully of the suguru a year and some ago when he trailed behind satoru who was carrying the body of amanai riko. you wonder if nanami is hiding his eyes on purpose; you wonder if he's been crying and feeling guilty and blaming the villagers for what happened. you wonder because that's what you’ve been through with suguru.

you slowly turn to look at your lover: his under-eye bags have become even darker, his face appeared to be more sunken, and he looks even more disheveled than he’s been looking lately. you’ve been trying to persuade him to talk to you about the demons that are pulling him away from you but he doesn’t want to discuss this – that’s not what he wants you for. but you’re so helplessly in love with him, you’re not sure what you would do if he stops coming back to bury himself to the hilt in your pussy as means of coping. so if he wants to chase his demons away by fucking you like his life depends on it, you will allow him to do it every time.

“it was supposed to be an easy mission to exterminate a second-grade cursed spirit… fuck!” nanami feels bubbling frustration and exhaustion mix together, so he tiredly exhales. “their faith in ubusunagami... that was a local deity. that was a first-grade case.”

suguru sighs. “you need to rest for now, nanami. satoru has taken up your mission.”

“can't we just leave everything up to him alone at this point?”

the question hangs heavy in the air. satoru was becoming the strongest sorcerer, he didn’t need you or suguru accompanying him on missions anymore. you wonder if satoru really didn’t notice the changes happening with suguru, or if he just decided to ignore all the signs. maybe you should’ve brought your concerns to him but if your partner did not want to talk to his best friend about it, then you would not get in the mix.

you gently took geto’s hand and intertwined your fingers.

“i’ll wait for you in your room, my love. come find me when you’re ready.”

this has become a routine for you. whenever you would see suguru start slipping, you would offer him the oasis he seeks in your cunt. so you leave the morgue and let suguru come to you.

geto wanders around school before he makes his way to you. he thinks about the conversation he had with yu and yuki right before his mission. he thinks about yu’s sweet innocence and naïve desire to protect everything and everyone. what did he say to geto? it feels really good to be able to give my all to something i can actually do. should suguru have said something to him about how easy it is to slip and fall? how fragile human lives are and how unfair it was that the only lives that the non-sorcerer world was not scared of breaking were theirs?

and then he thinks about what yuki asked him. do you hate non-sorcerers, geto-kun? he makes a turn into a garden behind the school contemplating the question. did he really want to fight and reject the part that makes him grow hot with contempt, burning him from the inside? if the failure of the last year’s mission, if the death of yu haibara, if the thought of you bloody and dead in his arms makes his insides run cold, crippling him to the point of total numbness, then the thoughts of letting the weak and the pathetic live while the people closest to him only keep piling up as corpses make his blood boil. maybe that’s exactly what he was looking for.

suguru makes another turn to walk towards the dorm. he lets his thoughts run their own course while he’s trying to concentrate on the only person who matters to him right now. he knows you’re waiting for him in the room, and he cannot wait to slip into a blissful ignorance about everything, even if it’s just for a second. as he expects, you’re waiting for him on his bed, laying on your side facing the wall. he strips of his jacket and lays next to you snaking his arms around your waist and hugging you so close, you think he would never let you go again.

“need you right now, baby,” geto whispers so quietly and then places the first kiss in the crook of your neck. you turn to face him now instead, and gently cup his face into your hands. it always starts like this. suguru would come to you at the ungodly hour of the night, and you accept him with no hesitation.

“tell me what exactly you need, my love,” you respond and then place a careful kiss on his lips. he doesn’t respond, just lets you move your lips to the other parts of his face, pecking everything you can get your lips on.

“need to have you, to be in you.”

“then you have me. you know i’m yours, now and forever.”

with that, suguru pushes you onto your back and then climbs on top. he captures your lips in the kiss that can only be described as desperate: one of his hands comes up behind your neck and he pulls your face even closer to him, while other slowly trails down your body. he’s invading your mouth with his tongue, stealing all your oxygen for himself as if he’s to decide when you can breathe, teeth clashing. it’s messy, it’s violent in its intensity, and it makes the wetness pool between your legs. suguru pushes his knee between your thighs, spreading them further, and breaks the kiss. his gaze follows the outline of your body all the way to your clothes cunt, and the wet stain on your underwear gets him excited, and makes you blush.

“someone’s been waiting for this, huh?” geto teases and takes off your underwear. he gathers the slick dripping out of you onto his long fingers by circling them around your weeping entrance but doesn’t insert them yet.

“can you take me without any prep?” you can see his is frantic to the point of impatience. you can see how ragged his breathing already is, how heavy his eyelids are and how dilated his pupils became. suguru is a drug addict looking for his next fix, and only your pussy can offer him the relief he needs.

“anything you need, you can take from me,” is the only thing you can respond with, and suguru does not need any other confirmations. he shimmers out of his pants and boxers, takes off his shirt and his naked physic makes your breath hitch. you run your fingers on his pectoral muscles and down his pecks. you want to lick geto’s happy trail, all the way down his hard cock and then gag yourself to the point of tears. but that will possibly come later. for now, you just let him get situated between your thighs, grab your legs and bring them over his shoulders.

“you ready, pretty thing?” suguru knows that he doesn’t need to ask as if you will give any other answer but positive, but you still nod your head. geto knows that he is being selfish – there is no foreplay on nights like this, just pure desire and desperation. he will make sure he will pay you back later. now he takes his pulsating dick in his hand, strokes himself twice and lines himself with your needy hole. and when suguru pushes himself inside, he doesn’t give you any time to adjust to his size and buries himself to the hilt. the stretch is painful, you can feel your walls flatter around him trying to accommodate his cock. geto doesn’t give you any time to even think about adjusting when he suddenly pulls away and then bottoms out again. this has been rehearsed so many times that when the tip of his dick kisses your cervix, you forget all about the pain and let out a wanton moan. it’s in the moments like this that dark-haired sorcerer thinks your moans is the only melody that can sooth his troubled mind.

the pace he sets is unforgiving. it’s fast, it’s bruising, it’s almost maddening in the way he pushes himself in and out. and every time his cock leaves your dripping hole, your body just sucks him right back in. suguru’s hair is disheveled, perfect bun he likes to keep his hair in is unkempt and loose hair strands frame his face making him look like pure sin. he’s still holding onto your ankles, turning his head and placing timid kisses there when he pushes inside you especially rough.

“you’re so tight, angel. you’re always so fucking good to me. i’ve molded your cunt to take me so well, huh?” he’s babbling, and you’re drinking up every dirty thing he says to you. “open your mouth.” you do it without a second delay, and take out your tongue too, just like he’s trained you. geto grabs the back of your knees and pushes them onto your body, bringing you into a mating press. this allows him to reach an even deeper angle inside you (you didn’t think it was even possible), and you moan again through your opened mouth. he brings his face close to yours.

“god, you really are ready to take whatever i give you,” geto says through panting breaths and then spits on your tongue. your boyfriend forces your mouth closed, and you swallow without any further instructions. now that suguru is pressed against your chest, he feels so close, that you’re start losing yourself in the warmth his body provides. he speeds up even more, and with the changed position, he now hits the spot inside that makes your whole world spiral. you want to close your eyes but you cannot tear your gaze away from the devil above you – geto’s strands are now stuck to his forehead, sweat is dripping down the sides of his face, and you want to lick him clean. your breathing is shallow as you feel the orgasm starting to build up inside your belly – suguru can feel your walls flatter around him even tighter, and you know it forces him to go over the edge too.

“just like that, baby, it feels so good,” you cry out and suguru kisses you hard and rough. you know it’s because he’s trying not to come so he is distracting himself by your lips; but when you moan again into his mouth like your life depends on the orgasm he is holding off, he knows he cannot edge himself anymore. so he brings thumb to your clit to add the extra stimulation. as soon as you feel his finger on your sensitive nub, you’re grabbing onto the first thing that comes across your hands – suguru’s shoulders, his biceps, the sheet underneath you. the coil inside your tummy snaps, and your orgasm gushes down geto’s cock. your pussy becomes so tight, it’s impossible to hold back anymore so suguru follows right behind you. he keeps fucking you through your orgasm feeling your tight gummy walls suck him dry. your legs are shaking from the overwhelming feeling of pleasure and the position you're in, and you try to pull yourself away from being overstimulated.

"baby, 's too much..." you try to let him know but he just kisses you again and keeps circling his thumb on your clit.

"aw, are you saying my girl can't take it anymore?" he hits the gummy spot inside of you again and that almost brings you to tears. you know that it must be almost painful for him as well, his softening dick still throbbing inside you but geto does not seem to care. only once he sees the tears running down the sides of your face that he finally slows down.

you’re trying to catch your breath, slow inhales and exhales to bring yourself back to earth. sorcerer hovers above you, and you can still feel him twitching inside. he brings his gaze to where your bodies connect, the intimacy of vulnerability of this moment making him dizzy. suguru starts pulling out and looks at the mess leaking out of you, the combined releases slowly dripping from your hole and down between your ass cheeks. you whine at the sudden emptiness, and despite the shaking legs, overstimulation and the aftershocks of your first orgasm, you already yearn for another. you flutter your eyelids open and pleadingly look at geto, praying he would know exactly what you need right now. he clearly sees the hunger swimming in your eyes but he loves nothing more but to hear you beg.

“what happened, angel? you’ve been fucked so stupid, you can’t even use your words anymore? i bet that’s true, my dick got you so dumb.” you squirm at his words because no matter how hard you try, his mocking tone makes your pussy tighten around nothing and you whimper. "weren't you the one just crying that you can't take it anymore? dick so good you can't even decide if you want more or not?"

“please sugu…” you ask breathlessly, and suguru chuckles darkly. he doesn’t give in into a simple plea and starts kissing down your neck, making his way in between your boobs and licking the sweat that pooled there. he knows you can do better than this.

“you have to give me more than that, pretty girl. what do you need?” he gathers the dripping cum with his two fingers and pushes them back inside you. at the same time, he takes your nipple into his mouth and gently sucks on it. the combined feeling of his fingers going in and out your throbbing core and tongue leisurely licking and sucking on your hardened nipple makes you quiver with anticipation. “still not talking, huh?”

suguru draws a circle around your nipple and then bites on it, making you gasp. he releases it and then blows on the wet skin and that sends shivers down your spine. the juxtaposition of hot skin and cold air makes you wetter and you can’t take it anymore. you finally give your lover what he’s been waiting for.

“i want you to clean me, sugu.”

“and how do you want me to do it?”

“with your tongue. please please please, i need it so bad, i really really need, please clean me up 'guru,” you say through tearful voice. it’s not good enough of begging, he will have to teach you (again) better later, but geto is also running out of patience. he wants to taste the sweet mess between your legs, and he wants you to fall apart around his tongue again. so he languidly trails kisses between your breasts, on your stomach and all the way down to your cunt while still pumping his fingers in and out of you. he only stops once he’s face to face with your wanting hole.

“so beautiful, my girl is always so beautiful and ready for me,” and you’re not sure if he’s talking to you or your pussy. he kisses the inside of your thighs first, tickling you with the locks that left his manbun. he didn’t slow his fingers once, adding more speed, curling them so he can reach the spot that makes you lose you breath and wonder if you were made to always be in this position, for him only. he finally brings his mouth to your puffy lips and spreads your folds so he can see the clit dying for his attention. he lightly slaps it, which earns a surprised gasp from you, and then finally licks up from your hole to you clit sucking on your sensitive nub.

the whole world could collapse now and both of you would not care. geto groans from the taste he’s been dying to have ever since he walked through the doors, and you’re sure moans that escape your throat will make the devil blush if he wasn't present in the room with you. suguru starts lapping at your clit: he’s fully in control of long languid strokes of his tongue that makes your ears ring. he adds now a third finger into you, and the stretch is almost painful again even if you took him raw not even 10 minutes ago. raven-haired sorcerer can feel your walls tighten around his fingers again so he keeps abusing that gummy spot inside, curling them just at the right angle, while he’s licking up your lower lips and sucking your pearl.

you grab the hair tie that holds his almost non-existent bun and take it out of his hair letting the long locks drape all over your thighs and frame his face. you glance down and you think he looks absolutely mesmerizing like this – eating you out like it's his life line, your hand in his hair massaging his scalp, suguru’s moans vibrating against your clit. you grind on his face, bringing yourself even closer, desperate to get to the top of the orgasm you started climbing again.

“someone’s so needy,” geto chuckles.

“yes, baby, please, i need to come, please let me come again,” you plead with him, and he finally gives you what you want. suguru speeds up his fingers once again, swirling his tongue near your entrance to catch your release and then up the inner lips back to the clit where he keeps sucking on your almost overstimulated bud. you weave your fingers through his hair and tug, just enough to let geto know you’re very close. your breathing becomes shallow and you want to continue looking at your lover performing his magic but the orgasm waves are threatening to drown you, so you close your eyes and let go.

suguru feels your cunt tighten around his fingers and he withdraws them from your hole so he can drink up your juices instead. he is pushing his tongue inside you, tasting your sweet release, and he can swear he can taste his own cum that he pushed back into you before. you moan out his name over and over again, repeating it like mantra with “please don’t stop” and “this feel so so good” sprinkled in between your incoherent babbling. geto is unrelenting and he fucks you with his tongue through your second orgasm, not missing a single drop you have to offer him.

once he can feel you start to relax, he withdraws from your abused pussy to admire his work: the mess of your combined releases and his spit on your cunt glistens in the moonlight peaking through the curtains, and suguru thinks he’s never seen as anything as beautiful as this. he reaches for the phone in his pants and opens up a camera.

“i would submit a photo of your pussy like this to a modern museum of art if only anyone else was worthy enough to look at it,” geto says as he snaps couple of pictures of your spread legs. the blush creeps up your cheeks and you hide behind your hands (suguru thinks it’s cute he can still manage to make you blush). once he’s satisfied with the results, he climbs back on top of you. geto looks at your fucked out face and thinks this is the only thing worth to be alive for right now. so he kisses you deep and hard hoping you can feel all of him in the kiss. you softly cup his face and kiss him back, tasting yourself on his lips.

suguru pushes himself back to sit down on his knees and takes in your naked body. you look up at him with the gaze full of adoration, hunger, longing and ache, and he is falling in love all over again. geto stands up from the bed and walks over to the bathroom to grab the towel, leaving the room for a minute shortly after to grab you a bottle of water you keep in your mini fridge. you whine lightly at the loss of his body near you but you’re not even given time to complain before suguru is back by your side in a record time.

“drink this, angel.”

“thank you, my love.”

“anything for you.”

he brings the cup to your lips and carefully tips it so you’re not choking on the water. once you down the full glass, he spreads your legs and cleans everything by gently swiping away the residual liquids. you let him take care of you in a way that’s comforting to him, turning you and cleaning you like a porcelain doll he’s scared of breaking.

suguru is always so gentle after sex. no matter how hard he fucks you or how overstimulated he may make you at times, the absolute tenderness in the way he treats you after never fails to tug at your heartstrings. once he determines you’re clean enough to go to sleep now, he throws the towel into your laundry basket and lies down besides you. you turn to face him and press a soothing kiss to his lips.

“i love you.”

“i love you too, sugu. now go to sleep, you need to rest.”

and with that, geto throws his arms around your waist, traps your legs with his legs and brings you so close as if he’s scared you will slip away.

sleep tight, princess. i will see you again in a new world.

“huh?”

“don’t make me repeat myself. suguru killed everyone in the village and…”

“i heard you the first time. that's why i said, "huh?"

you could see satoru was angry and in denial. and you cannot blame him, after all, he didn’t notice (or didn't want to notice) the abyss that was pulling suguru deeper and deeper every day, it’s no wonder he is in denial of what geto has done, what he has been contemplating of doing for the past year. sure, you wouldn’t have guessed he would take things this far but you saw the darkness slowly seeping through the broken crevices of his façade, you knew it was only a matter of time before he snaps. satoru kept saying something about how this cannot be true but his words sound as if they are coming through a vacuum.

your lack of response makes yaga turn to you. you can see his mouth moving but no words can be distinguished. he calls your name, and you try harder to concentrate on the next question.

“can you hear me? did you know about this?”

“are you asking me if i knew suguru would massacre 112 people?” you snap at him. taking a deep breath, you try controlling the bubbling emotions inside. geto has been on a radio silence for a full week now, and you can’t help but feel hurt and betrayed; and deep down you know that you would never be able to leave him, even if you knew about what he was going to do from the very beginning.

“that’s exactly what i’m asking.”

“no, i didn’t know that. i’d think you have more faith in me that just letting my boyfriend to go on a murder spree.” liar, you think to yourself, you’re such a fucking liar. faith does not mean anything to either of you anymore, and if suguru wanted you to open your chest and give him your heart for his amusement, or if he asked you to drench yourself in the blood of the people he murdered, you would do it in a heartbeat. “and before you ask, i don’t know where he is. he’s been ignoring my calls and messages ever since he took that mission.”

both satoru and yaga let out a deep exhale: satoru’s sounds defeated and almost broken (you think he might be trying to hold back tears); yaga’s is resigned and exhausted. no one speaks anymore, and the silent agreement is made to go separate ways for the day.

you don’t know how to feel about this whole situation. you think you feel hurt, betrayed, shocked. and you know that you’re the only person who feels this way not because suguru committed a crime worthy of death penalty but because he didn’t trust you enough to let you know about his plans in the first place. didn’t the past year two of you spent together show him the depth of your loyalty? did all of the nights spent tangled in sheets meant nothing? when you would let him do whatever he wanted to your body because being lost in the feeling of earthly pleasure was the only way he could feel grounded? you wanted to believe that all of that meant more than just him fucking you to oblivion to forget about the pain tearing him apart. should have you done it differently? maybe made him talk, open up, let you see inside his troubled mind? you’ve been trying to call him and message him every day ever since he ghosted you, and today’s discovery just made the pit inside your heart grow even bigger.

you finally reach your dorm room. you drop on your bed as soon as you step inside, clothes be damned, and grab suguru’s sweater he left on your chair, deeply inhaling his scent. you think about “i love you” he told you the last night you saw him a week ago; you think about all the times he kissed you so deeply, it felt like he was trying to carve out a home somewhere between your teeth. you think about his eyes, and the way they glistened with that special spark every time he looked at you. and you wonder if all of the significant memories of you together were only significant to you.

you body and mind feels heavy so you close your eyes and curl yourself into a fetal position, hugging suguru’s sweater even tighter. the tears start pooling in the corners of your eyes, and you don’t remember when was the last time that you cried yourself to sleep.

4:35pm

im sorry i haven’t said anything

4:35pm

but this was something i needed to do on my own

4:36pm

pls come to this address ill explain everything

4:36pm

[sent location]

suguru keeps staring at his phone screen. ever since he disappeared a week ago, he’s been ignoring your attempts to contact him. he wanted to make sure that the coast is clear, and all of the ties are cut off before he can contact you again. leaving his best friend behind was painful; but geto is not a child, and he understands that him and satoru will never see eye-to-eye on this matter. that’s why he had to say goodbye to him today the way he did. but leaving you behind? unimaginable. so he feels his anxiety bubbling up when he hasn’t received a response back to the messages he sent you 8 hours ago.

he feels a small tug on his sleeve.

“geto-sama?” a small voice is unsure and almost scared. he looks down at the dark-haired girl. mimiko. her big doe eyes glistening with tears and face is covered with bruises that still haven’t faded: his heart breaks at the sight and he is wondering about how long the abuse was going on for before he discovered them in a cage, locked away like animals. the mere thought of that place fills him with burning rage.

“yes?”

“when will we leave this place? nanako says it reminds her of our old house, and it’s scaring her,” mimiko whispers back. and it’s so quiet, it saddens geto again thinking how many times their little voices were never heard.

“we will leave soon, i promise.”

suguru looks out of the window of this abandoned building. he had to take a temporary cover here before he can figure out what happens next. his thoughts drift back to you. he’s wondering if you’ve been interrogated about his whereabouts yet, if they used any techniques on making you talk. he swears if any of the higher-ups got to you before he could figure out how to leave jujutsu high behind, the massacred village will be the least of their worries.

he wonders if he misread your constant acceptance in the past year. he wonders if you’ll come screaming at him too, asking why he did it and that maybe it’s not too late to come back. but what he is scared of the most is to see the fear in your eyes when you see him again: they should be scared of him, but not you, never you.

suguru thinks about the last night you spent together, and the i love yous exchanged in the darkness of the night. he knows he meant it, he’s sure you meant it too, so what is this sinking feeling growing deeper somewhere inside his ribcage? he thinks it’s fear but a different kind this time – he dreamt of building his new world with you by his side so now that he’s on the silent end of the phone, he fears he was wrong, yet again.

but before geto can drown any deeper in the overwhelming feeling of possible loss, he senses your cursed energy. he springs to his feet, and the very next minute, the door to the room where they are now creaks opened.

“suguru?” your voice pierces through the oppressive silence, and geto releases the breath he didn’t realize he was holding in. he crosses the room in three big steps and hugs you so tight, all the air from your lungs is immediately pushed out.

“god, i am so happy you’re here. i was worried you wouldn’t come when you didn’t respond to my messages.”

“baby, i had to get all of your stuff first, didn’t know if you needed anything, and i had to time when i sneak out without leaving any traces, higher-ups are on high alert now and… wait, you were worried i didn’t respond to your messages?” you point an accusatory finger at him. “what about all the messages and calls you ignored from me for the last week? what about the fact that i am finding out about whatever you’ve been doing from yaga out of all people? i thought you left me, i thought…” you stop yourself as your lips start trembling and you bite down on your lower lip to prevent the tears threatening to fall.

suguru looks at you in shock. he didn’t even consider the fact that this could be a sign of him abandoning you. because how could he? after everything you’ve done for him, unconditionally? after everything he's done for you? didn’t he make it clear that you’re stuck with him, for better or for worse, and that he does not intend on letting you go?

“i’m sorry, i should’ve thought about how things looked from your perspective. i am really glad you’re here now, i will never do something like this to you ever again, i promise,” and he cradles your face in his hands so gently, you really wonder if these are the same hands that are capable of murdering 112 people. “i love you, always and forever.”

“i love you too," he softly whispers. "by the way, i want you to meet someone,” he takes your hand in his and leads you further to the middle of the room. you're just now noticing another presence and then you see them: two little girls huddled together on a couch. they move their gaze from suguru to you as if confirming you're safe to approach.

"mimiko, nanako, this is my girlfriend," geto says your name and the girl slowly repeat it back. you squad down to bring yourself to their face level and gently smile.

"it's very nice to meet you, mimiko and nanako," you ruffle their hair, and suguru realizes that that's exactly the same thing that he did to them the first time he saw them. a warm feeling spreads inside his chest at this thought, something he hasn't felt in a while. "i hope we can be good friends soon!"

the girls are still shy and don't say anything back but they don't look as scared anymore. you bring yourself back to your full height and turn to suguru. he responds to your silent question.

"i saved them during the mission i went on last week. they were locked away in the cage, like goddamn animals," you can see the anger babbling up again so you just put your head in his chest and hug him. geto visibly relaxes and kisses the crown of your head.

"you're my new family now, i don't need anyone else," suguru says, and he fully means it. you don't bring up the real family he killed, or the friends he massacred in his village. you don't bring it up because it won't change a thing for you.

suguru cups your face again, leans down and kisses you on the lips like he has never kissed you before, or like he will never have a chance to kiss you again. it knocks the wind out of you, and your knees go weak so suguru needs to hold you upright. and no matter what anyone else might think or say, this feels right, being here enveloped in his arms, pressed against his chest, tasting nicotine on his tongue. you know this is exactly where you belong – in his arms, between his lips, in his heart, always and forever.

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ayabeanworks · 7 months

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Title: Hold me tighter

Synopsis: You knew Suguru wasn't well, and you did everything within your power to be there for him, including inviting yourself on a certain mission where two young girls were rescued.

Character: Geto Suguru x reader

Series: Let's Meet in the Spring (SaShiSu x reader)

Notes: Fluff, angst, swearing, feral!reader who probably hung out with Gojo too much, Geto pining, mentions of death and alludes to depression. AU where Geto doesn't defect.

Somewhat of a prequel to this AU.

You were amazing. You were strong. You were also terrifying.

That's how Geto Suguru saw you during a certain mission.

He and you had been assigned on the mission in a small town inhabiting only more of 100 people, with weird things like deaths and disappearances of the villagers.

You begged the higher ups to go because you were worried about Suguru's health, and you didn't want to leave him alone. You had noticed a downward spiral from him, and these days, it seemed to be getting worse. You also had a very bad feeling about this mission, and you were going to do whatever you could to make sure Suguru's sanity remained intact.

Even if the elders said no, you were going to go anyway. And that's exactly what you did.

"What exactly is this?"

Suguru had an expression of exasperation as he saw the young girls locked up in the wooden cage, bloodied and bruised, holding onto each other for support.

You could smell the thick scent of blood in the air, as well as see the dried, old patches of blood here and there when you eyes darted around the room. Apart from blood, there were other smells, similar to an abandoned alleyway where the homeless would reside.

Your jaw clenched and your eyes, widened with the need to see every and anything in the room, hoped they were lying when they landed on the girls. You counted the number of bruises on their limbs, the blood on their clothes, the blood on their face, the eye injuries each of them had.

It made your blood run cold. They looked to be just around 6-7 years old, only just old enough to understand and learn more complicated math in a school setting.

Not here.

Not here, bloodied and bruised.

It was like something inside you snapped, and all inhibitions went out the window. Like boiling water, it started to simmer, and you slowly turned to the two villagers as they conversed with Suguru, holding down your anger as your fists clenched and released.

"What do you mean? They're the cause of this, right?" One of the two who accompanied you both raised a hairy brow, his arm raising and trying to make a point.

"No." You could feel Suguru trying to continue being polite, but the slight edge in his voice was obvious.

"But those two strange ones are using their strange powers to attack the villagers!"

"I've already determined the cause of the incidents." Suguru gave a statement, one that he determined after being in the village for 5 days with you.

"My grandson was killed by these two." The older lady chipped in, a terrible frown on her wrinkly features.

Ugly.

Your shoulders relaxed and a light exhale released from your lips. You took a couple of steps forward to stand by Suguru, placing a hand on his shoulder softly, patting it a couple of times.

So they want to die?

Suguru glanced at you, his hand still up, about to summon a curse as he battled with his inner demons.

You gave him a little smile, one you'd give him all the time, but the underlying feeling made him tense. It was much darker, much more sinister.

"He's the one who-!" The girls from the cage exclaimed, but was shut down by the shouting of the male villager.

"Shut up, you monster!!! Your parents were exactly the same! We should have killed you when you were babies!"

"Shut the fuck up."

A loud thump from your fist embued with cursed energy, as well as a resounding crack from the same area tore a bloodhurdling scream from the middle aged male villager.

Suguru's eyes widened as his tensed hand lowered to his side, lips parting in shock at your actions.

That was the first time Suguru has ever seen you so angry you snapped. It sent chills down his spine and the hairs on his body to raise. His body tensed from the accumulation of cursed energy around you.

"Does having a broken rib hurt?" Your words were laced with worry, but with the unyielding mocking tilt in it, it was hardly convincing. "Do you want me to break your arm as well? That'll numb the pain a little."

You strode forward a couple of steps, coming in closer to the older male, crouching down slightly as you grabbed his arm roughly, pulling him in as your foot landed on the shoulder of the arm you pulled, about to dislocate his arm with a rough pull.

A strangled cry for you to stop made you raise your brow as a scowl adorned your face. Your eyes narrowed at the man below you. He was breathing heavily as he grabbed your ankle, trying to pry you off weakly, but to no avail. His grip was painfully weak, and he was struggling to breathe. You wondered if the broken rib pierced his lungs or any other organ?

"Oh? You want me to stop?" You taunted, an amused chuckle resonating through your chest. "Did you stop when you and the village were tormenting those poor kids? Beating them up and locking them up in here?" You dug your heel into his shoulder as you pushed him into the concrete wall, twisting it a couple of times for good measure. He writhed in pain as his grip on your ankle tightened, but you pulled at his arm, making him scream out.

The older lady on the side, who had been trembling the whole time in shock, suddenly let out a screech and flung herself at you, her arms flailing to hit you to let go of her fellow villager.

You grit your teeth as you grab the village man's arm with your left arm, using your elbow as an anchor point to throw a perfectly timed slap to the woman's face, causing her to hit the wall next to him after spinning in the air a couple of times.

"Wow, didn't know a human could spin so much. Especially for an old lady!" You light up into a smile. The smile didn't reach your eyes and was instead habouring a deep hatred for the types of people you were fighting, ready to rip off their arms and limbs if necessary.

"You can join you grandson now. I'm sure he's waiting for you."

What a sorry excuse for a human being.

"[name]..." Suguru called our your name hesitantly, glancing at the two girls in the wooden cage. They were trembling, hugging each other as they watched you. However, it didn't seem like they were scared. Their eyes showed admiration, and were widened in a surprise that could be interpreted as positive.

His eyes once again landed on you. You didn't even react to him saying your name - it was like you were in a state of mania, with such a fluctation in temperament and emotions, it felt like a different person. It didn't feel like you.

Did he even know you?

Who was the person in front of him?

He looked back at the girls, walking a couple of steps closer before trying to shield what you were doing with his body.

"Answer my question. Did you or did you not stop when you were tormenting those kids?" You looked to the wall where the woman hit, seeing her barely unconscious on the ground after the smack made her life flash before her very eyes.

The villager man screamed, "I-AAHHh-hah, you...you'RE THE DEVIL!"

"Oh, wow, you think I'm the devil?" You didn't even miss a beat at responding, giving him a doe eyed look to vouch for your innocence. Your expression shifted to a crazed grin, a laughter erupting in your throat as you pulled roughly at his arm, a loud pop ringing in the air as you dislocated it. You let him scream, collapsing over as you let go of his arm, allowing it to drop to his side as he cried, streaks of tears staining his shirt as drool flowed out of his mouth at the pain. You lean in, a smile on your lips as you coo at his current state, "Honey, if I'm the devil, then what are you and the other villagers? I think you're all devil's incarnate, so we should be the same, no? Why the scared face? Just like you said, I'm a devil. No, we're both devils."

You watch as his expression contorts to one where he wanted to scream something in your face, anger taking hold of him as the fear takes a seat. He was sweating, and the colour was draining from his face from the pain you inflicted.

You could only chuckle at his sorry state, clicking your tongue at him a couple of times. "But there's one thing you got wrong, darling. I'm not the devil, I'm your grim reaper."

You pull your foot back as the man's consciousness finally breaks, and he slumps over to join his fellow unconscious villager after enduring the pain.

"Didn't even answer the fucking question." You muttered, clicking your tongue once more. You fished your phone from your pocket and gave a call to the Windows nearby to alert them of what happened.

As you did so, Suguru watched you. He was frozen in his spot, unable to move. He was in shock at the way you handled the two just now. It was different to when you sparred together, and it made him realise you always unconsciously held back.

While he watched you release your anger at them, he had calmed down. His mind and heart less cloudy than before as he watched everything unfold before him. It gave him a rationality of thought, juxtaposed with your outburst. It almost made thinking a lot easier, with you by his side in such a state.

It reminded him of his best friend Satoru, and he wondered how much time you spent with him to become like this. After all, that mocking tone and speech was actually quite similar that it scared him - or, did you have this side hidden the whole time, but had control over yourself that you didn't break until the situation called for it?

By no means did he condone what you did, but if you didn't handle it the way you did, he didn't know what he would've done. He was so close to breaking that it was almost a miracle he didn't.

"[name]." Suguru repeated your name again after you finished your phone call, taking a couple of steps towards you.

"Hm, yes, Sugu?" You questioned him with a genuine smile. Your usual smile was on your lips as you tilt your head slightly at him, wondering what he wanted to ask.

He paused, wondering which was the real you. The switch was so fast, and oh so sudden. Your cursed energy had dissipated and wasn't so condensed, and your calm temperament was back. It confused him, and he wondered if he was in the wrong for thinking of such horrible things before you literally broke a person's rib.

He grabbed the hand you used to hit the man in the stomach and slap the other, seeing no injuries. Gliding his thumb over the areas that made contact, he closed his eyes for a moment, heaving a light sigh, before making eye contact with you again.

"We should get the girls to safety." You nod to the girls in the cage, placing a hand on Suguru's hand as you pat it a couple of times before releasing from his grip.

Suguru watched as you broke the lock of the cage, taking the girls out carefully. They latched onto you and murmured quiet thank yous as they cried in your arms. It hurt his heart to see such young children suffer from the hands of horrible adults. They didn't deserve this.

He walked over and leaned down slightly, placing his large hands on the girls' heads, gently ruffling their hair. He also ruffled your one too since you were crouched down to their level, a funny noise coming from your throat at the unexpected affection. Seeing your reaction, the girls glanced at each other and did the same, placing their hands gently on your head as they pet it like they did a small animal.

You laughed lightly, a sound so delightful to Suguru's ears at this current moment that it slowly wedged its way into his darker thoughts.

"The Windows should be here soon," You looked from Suguru to the girls, "We'll be taking you back with us. You'll be provided shelter and food, and life will be much better than here." You grabbed a hand from each girl, thumb caressing the back of their hand.

They fervently nodded their heads, ready to depart from the wretched village they used to call home.

The minute the four of you arrived back at Jujutsu High, you were pulled over by an angry Yaga, who began berating you for going on the mission regardless of what the elders have said, and that you were to see them immediately.

"This is unlike you, [name]! Suguru could have handled it on his own." Yaga pinched his nose bridge, obviously frustrated at your handling of the situation.

You crossed your arms, quickly glancing over at Suguru, the girls and the Window accompanying them. They were watching you, and the girls were getting tugged to go to Shoko for their injuries, but they didn't want to leave since you were getting yelled at.

You met Geto's eyes, which held yours for a moment, before you looked back at Yaga with a heavy exhale. "Well, yes." You said simply. Yaga stared at you like you'd grown another head, wondering why what you said was different from your actions.

"Since you understand that, then why--"

"So do the elders want to see me now?" You interrupted. You didn't want to hear it from him nor did you want to elaborate. It wasn't like they were going to understand what you were doing anyway.

Yaga made an expression he normally did when dealing with Satoru, before sighing. "They'll see you now. You're probably not going to get out of this unscathed."

"So what are they going to do? Kill me? The villagers are still alive and well, just a little bit in pain." You waved at the girls and Suguru as you left with Yaga.

"I'll be back in a bit. Gonna get ripped a new one." You joked light-heartedly. It was the elders, after all. They're going to rip into any and every material and weakness they had on you so they could bring you under their control.

But you weren't going to succumb.

No fucking way.

Suguru watched as you left, his waving hand falling to his side. He felt little hands grab his pants as you left, each one belonging to the little girls saved.

"Is [name] going to get in trouble for saving us?" Their worried tone of voice was so sweet, so young, it hurt Geto.

He shook his head, "Only a little bit. But they'll be ok." He placed his large hands on each of their heads and ruffled their hair gently, careful not to get any healing areas.

"I think [name] will be happy if you go to Shoko and get healed up." Suguru nodded at the Window, who tried to get the little girls with them.

The girls stared up at him for a moment, then let go and nodded, trusting his words. They each grabbed the Window's hands and asked them to lead the way.

And, Geto Suguru was alone once again with his thoughts, the whole fiasco weighing on his mind as his feet took him to your room.

Geto Suguru wandered why he sat in your room all the time. He practically lived in there now, with how often he was there instead of his own room or house.

You often dragged him when you saw him alone, to your room so he could keep you company, citing 'loneliness', but really, later down the track he realised he was the one needing your company instead, and he looked forward to when he was able to be around you. He also knew you weren't really 'lonely', but rather wanted him to know someone was willing to be there for him.

Could you read minds?

Sure, his other best friend Satoru wasn't around as often due to taking more solo missions, and Shoko was in the morgue, but at least he was able to see her. But out of the three, he saw you the most, and he was glad he did.

When did it start?

He wondered when he started coming to yours, now considered normal without any asking, without any hesitation.

He thinks it was right after the mission with Riko, the star plasma vessel. That was when you started inviting him to things way more often, trying whatever you could to fill up his time and space whenever Satoru and Shoko weren't there. So he was never alone.

The compliments, the time, attention, and love he was showered was almost too much for him when he realised it after this specific mission, and he had to lean forward and hold his head in his hands as the burden of his own thoughts made his eyes glassy.

The one who had reached out their hand, unwavering and steady, was you.

It was always you.

And since it started, the others did their best to support whenever they could, and that would've been an effort on your behalf, most likely you letting them know what you were doing.

Geto let out a choked sob as he let the tears fall in silence. Even though it tore him inside with which side he wanted to take when it came to protecting or not protecting non-sorcerers, he thought of you, he thought of Satoru, and he thought of Shoko. He thought of the girls you and him rescued, and the lives of the other sorcerers he went to school with. He thought of the non-sorcerers who didn't understand what it meant to live as a shaman, and he thought of the ones who cried and thanked him gratefully.

He hated the Jujutsu society and how it was structured. He hated how non-sorcerers were the bane and root of their existence, and the discrimination that comes with being a Jujutsu sorcerer as a minority.

Even though he was combating the very notion of accepting either side of the war raging inside him, he wondered how you were able to be as you are. How you were able to continue on your missions, how you were able to continue on the marathon race called shamantism? Did it not affect you?

But he knew it did, but how deeply he did not know.

He had heard you crying your heart out for Haibara, who was easily one of your favourite underclassmen, alone, when you woke up in the middle of the night before and during the mission you both came back from. But, even though he heard your sobs and cries, he couldn't say anything. All he could do was pretend to sleep and move so one of his arms was draping over you stomach, his forehead touching your shoulder as a way of saying 'I'm here for you'.

He would notice the way you calmed down when he did so, and it was something he noted for next time.

In his mind, he could recognise your smile and your voice, every one of your words drilled into his head as the tears fell onto the floorboards.

He was originally doing this for himself and wanted a solid foundation to base his beliefs off. Before, it was strong, but after the Riko mission, it faltered, and he wasn't sure if he wanted to continue down the same path.

And now, he was at a crossroad.

He wanted to trust in those who had faith in him, and the good in the people who were not the bad kind of non-sorcerers. Because the world had both. If his noble cause was just to protect the weak, those who weren't able to protect themselves and were good people, then so be it. Those who were corrupt, there will be another punishment waiting for them.

And so, he made up his mind.

"Sugu! Those elders put me under house arrest! For disobeying orders!" You opened the door to your room, half exclaiming and half grinning at the punishment given.

You gave a momentary pause when you saw Suguru with his head in his hands, hunched over where he normally sat at the foot of your bed.

With your arrival, he looked up, his loose hair slightly covering his face. But you could tell, he looked like he'd been crying, or was he still crying?

You took off your shoes, shut the door and immediately made a beeline to him, standing between his legs and cupping his cheeks with both your hands as you stared at him, searching his eyes for answers, for reasons, for everything. He stared up at you, sniffing every couple of seconds as his tears dried.

"Sugu." Your voice was a whisper, "What are you thinking?"

The softness of your voice didn't go unnoticed. Suguru always noticed. His hands hesitantly held your wrist, fingers wrapped around loosely so if you wanted to get out of his grip, you could.

The silence was palpable. It was heavy, and it tasted thick. He could only feel the warmth of your hands on his face and the warmth radiating off the close proximity of your body.

Since you didn't get an answer straight away, you gently swiped your thumb in the area just under his eyes like he did for you, on both sides, one at a time. He blinked a couple of times, the grip on your wrists loosening further as it fell down between his legs.

When you ran your fingers through his hair as a makeshift comb, he closed his eyes, basking in the affection you gave him, calming his tumultuous heart.

"Thank you..." His words were quiet, all too quiet that it seemed like you were the only one who he spoke to, in the bubble of the two of you, "For coming with me on that mission."

You hummed lightly as you continued to thread your hands through his hair, giving him a light head massage here and there as he struggled to find the words to convey his thoughts to you.

"I wavered." It was a statement, a statement that had many emotions in it, spoken to himself more than to you. It made you pause your movements, the raw feeling of his words sinking into you as you waited for him to continue, along with your massage.

"After Riko's death, those non-sorcerers, those monkeys, I can still hear them clapping, applauding her death." Suguru lets out a breathy sigh at the end, finally letting out his thoughts. "I used to believe the strong exists to protect the weak. But now...what about the strong? The strong are dying because of these non-sorcerers, because they aren't able to control their cursed energy, and they create curses that cause our deaths. There's no end."

"Being a Jujutsu sorcerer is a marathon race. What if...at the end, it's just a pile of our corpses? Our friends' corpses?" Suguru opened his eyes again, holding a sadness in his eyes he wasn't able to show until now.

You put your hands back on his cheeks. "Do you still believe the strong exists to protect the weak?"

You weren't able to answer this marathon race question. It was impossible to. Whatever answer you had, it would be negative. And you didn't want to dampen his spirits with something he already knew, deep inside him.

It was silent before he finally replied, "I don't know."

"The strong protect the weak. That was your philosophy, wasn't it?" A pause, "It's also what makes the strong, strong. You know, if there weren't any 'weak' people, you wouldn't even be considered 'strong', you know."

"As someone who's been saved by the strong and now becoming stronger because of them, I will hold that in my heart forever. Those non-sorcerers and sorcerers you've saved, Sugu, will remember you as their saviour."

Suguru's lips parted, but he closed them again, waiting for you to continue. He didn't know what to say.

"If you decide you don't want to protect non-sorcerers anymore and you look down on them, and it's the alternative to saving non-sorcerers because they're weak, then..." Your forehead presses on his as you close your eyes, "I'll let you go."

Suguru's throat became dry. He wanted to badly to say that he wasn't going to leave, but he couldn't deny the feelings he had when it came to whichever road he would pick.

"But, if you do end up hating non-sorcerers, you'll become one of those corpses you didn't want to see. And as a fellow sorcerer, I'd hate for that to happen." You lean down and move to hug him to your smaller body, pressing his face into the crook of your neck.

"Non-sorcerers are weak, yes, but they can also be strong. Not strong enough to kill curses, but strong in other aspects. Strength is not equal to pulverising curses." You gently pet the back of his head, "Riko was strong, wasn't she? She's not a bad non-sorcerer. She was almost like a friend to you, wasn't she?"

Suguru's arms wrap around your mid section, grabbing onto the back of your shirt like life support. "...yes." He managed to whisper.

"There's good and bad in everyone, Sugu, regardless of if they're sorcerers or not. If you're worried about the sorcerers in the world, wouldn't it be best to fix it at its core rather than to to just kill them all?"

Suguru didn't respond. He already had his answer.

You felt a wetness on your neck as his body shook, sobs ripping through his body as relief filled his veins at your words. You hummed, gently patting his back as he cried.

You knew, Suguru was a soft person inside. No matter how troublesome he and Satoru can become when they're together, Suguru was undoubtedly the softer one. Satoru also had a soft heart, but he had walls and walls around so it wasn't easily penetrated. Whereas for Suguru, the environment he's in affects him easier, and the suffering of others will easily shake him. Especially with his job as a sorcerer, it was even harder since it was a job with an abundance of negative energy.

You must've stayed like this for a while, and you felt him move to face you, his face still in your neck. You could feel his exhales on your skin, a soft hum from him as he murmured an apology to you into your skin.

"You okay there, Sugu?" You leaned your head on his, nuzzling a little.

He let go of the back of your shirt, and instead grabbed your waist and under your legs, bringing you to his lap as you yelped in surprise at the sudden lightweightedness.

"Sorry, it's easier this way." He adjusted you so you were directly in front of him, your legs to the side on the bed. His arms encased you as he hugged you tighter than before, not wanting to let go. He wanted to feel your pulse and heartbeat, to know you're present and there with him.

He buried his face into the crook of your neck again, his eyes closing as he tried to burrow impossibly closer, just like you're his lifeline.

You didn't mind since occasionally he would do this, but as of now, this was the most intimate he had become with you, and it was making your heartbeat speed up.

You tried to calm yourself as you continued to pat his back and smooth the back of his hair, chin on his shoulder as you leaned your head on his.

"Your heart's racing." You felt his lips curl into a smile, "You like this?"

Slightly annoyed by his teasing during such a tender moment, especially for him, the next pat was a lot harsher than the rest of them. You pouted as he chuckled into your skin, loosening his grip. He kept one arm around you as he wiped any tears with his sleeve, gently patting the areas on you he made damp.

You noticed he looked a lot better. A lot lighter, even. Even though he was crying, whatever was weighing him down seemed to have lessened or disappeared, like it was never there in the first place. It was like the Suguru pre star plasma vessel mission had returned.

You unknowingly held your breath, wondering if the Suguru in front of you would go back to the one who was conflicted.

"Do I have something on my face?" Suguru could feel your intense gaze on him the whole time, and he felt like he was under a microscope at how strong your gaze was.

He suddenly became self-conscious; did he look that bad after crying?

"You're back." You stated, almost incredulously.

At the tip of his tongue, he wanted to ask 'I'm back?', but he realised, you meant him. You meant the him from before Riko, the him before he started spiralling. The him who had a strong resolve and foundation.

"I've always been here." He gave you a little smile, the smile sincerely reaching his eyes as he gave you a little forehead bump.

You felt a blush rise to your cheeks at such a gentle motion, not unnoticed by him.

"You blush at this but not the hugging before?" He stared at you like you were the strangest thing on this earth, but the mirth was clearly dancing around his purple eyes, making you hit him lightly in the chest, giving him an unimpressed look.

"Welcome back, I guess." You rolled your eyes playfully at him, but you were glad he was back.

"So what's this about a house arrest for you?" Suddenly, you remembered you'd come to deliver the news to him after your meeting with the elders.

"Ah, yeah, so I'm under house arrest! For 1 week! They told me to not leave the school and if I do, they're gonna do something." You tried to recall the information, but all you had in your head was Suguru, Suguru and more Suguru.

You blinked once, twice, thrice, but you couldn't remember shit all. "Maybe I should get 'toru to bail me out if I get in trouble. He can threaten them easily."

"...why not me?" Suguru gave his best attempt at puppy dog eyes, making your brows raise at him for the effort.

"Nice try," You pinch his cheeks, trying to stop the smile from pulling your lips upwards, "I don't want you going alone, so go with 'toru if you want to. Double trouble from the two strongest sorcerers, right?" You finally give him a grin as he held a baffled look.

Then, he laughed.

The sound was like a melody to your ears, one which was so genuine and heartfelt, one you hadn't heard in so long. It moved you.

"I'll do that, then. Does that mean you have to stay here the whole time?"

"Nah, as long as I'm in Tengen's barrier."

"That's a pretty good holiday for you."

"I know right?"

"You've worked hard enough so I think you deserve some rest."

The chatter continued until the night, until you fell asleep on him from how tiring the whole day was. Geto cradled you close, like you were made of glass (not that he wasn't hugging you like his lifeline before). Instead of caressing your cheek like he was used to, this time, he mustered up some courage, gave a quick peck on your cheek, then nuzzled your cheeks together as he stood up and got you into your bed.

As he tucked you in, he gently pushed the stray hairs out of your face, his finger caressing your cheek ever so gently.

"...thank you, [name]." He spoke so, so softly he barely heard his own voice, a calm and gentle smile on his face as he reluctantly left. He was going to hop into bed next to you to sleep as well, but he figured he should clean up first before doing so.

Turns out, Suguru didn't have any missions in the same week you were under house arrest.

You were still sleeping even after Suguru tried to wake you up in the morning, so he just left you there so you could rest. After all, you probably needed some extra time since you worked so hard for him.

"I'm surprised I don't have any missions this week." The martial artist sat down with a cup of tea.

"Wonder why that is?" Shoko had shrugged off the question, eating together with the curse manipulation user in the common area.

She already knew why that was, since she heard it all from you, but she wasn't going to tell Suguru so easily.

"[name] probably complained to the elders." Suguru stated with a laugh. He could see it happening, with you giving them attitude until you got what you want. Almost like a kid trowing a tantrum.

Shoko let out a hum as she agreed. There was a little more to the story, but he didn't need to know yet.

They were so worried about you they actually begged the elders this time. Probably the first time they've begged them, so they allowed it with one condition: [name] had to do whatever they wanted for a week after their house arrest.

But Suguru didn't need to know that, at least, until [name] told him, which they probably didn't want to do.

Seeing Shoko's nonchalant personality was normal, but for Suguru he felt like there was definitely something she knew. After all, [name] was at Shoko's before they came back to their room yesterday. And knowing the elders and from what [name]'s said about them, Suguru assumed there would be some form of condition.

Seeing he wasn't convinced, Shoko decided she was going to allude to it a little, since [name] probably wasn't going to say anything.

To speed up the process, was Shoko's determining factor.

"I think they're going to be quite busy after their week off. My spider senses are telling me this." She joked, leaning back on the chair.

Suguru thought for a moment, "So the elders are going to force [name] to go on difficult missions."

Shoko shrugged, taking out a cigarette and placing it between her lips. She didn't light it inside, but it didn't feel right without it. "Aren't they already doing that?"

Geto didn't give a response, thinking what the elders would do especially since [name] was involved. From his observations, they were much more strict on you than they were on anybody else. Satoru could get away with things because he was one of the strongest and could actually end them and everything else, but you on the other hand, were not able to do that and effectively just danced in the palm of their hands trying to bite your way out.

He let out a low hum in thought. If he was granted no missions during this time and you were under house arrest, but Shoko alluded to you being busy the next week even after knowing you'll be taking up missions just like usual, that effectively means something was up. Was there another variable he wasn't sure about? Did you have something to do with him having no missions right now?

"Shoko, why not just tell me [name] had a deal with the elders?" He let out a sigh at the roundabout way of getting to the answer. "I'm guessing they agreed to do whatever the elders asked for, for 1 week, right? In exchange for giving me a break and going on that mission even after getting told not to."

"Bingo." Shoko made finger guns at his correct answer. She definitely didn't tell him, he just figured it out on his own, she tells herself.

Suguru's lips pressed into a thin line, wondering what the elders had planned. After all, you were a semi grade-1 sorcerer, but you kept getting pushed into missions which were grade 1 or higher, somehow managing to always come back alive even after facing a grade 1 curse.

Which is why the elders were always assigning you to go on difficult missions.

"You know, the girls you brought back, Mimiko and Nanako, are doing well. They've been put into a foster home associated with Jujutsu High, so you'll be able to see them if you want." Shoko forgot to give him this piece of information.

"That's good to hear." He smiled, now knowing the girls were doing well. It brought him back to the day prior, where he was so, so close to losing it and choosing another path. "I'm sure [name] would like to see them too."

Shoko shifted in her seat when she heard your name from his lips this time, finding it was different to earlier. It was softer? She couldn't quite put her finger to it, but it was like his soft spot for you was even softer than before, if that could even be a thing.

"You sound like a lovesick fool." Shoko commented with a non-commited laugh. She was just teasing, but she was also curious.

Suguru rolled his eyes at her, taking a sip of his tea. "They saved them too. Of course they'd want to see them."

He didn't agree nor deny, making Shoko raise her brows in surprise.

"I heard my name." You yawned as you entered the common area, still in the clothes you wore yesterday.

"Looks like you slept well." Geto examined your hair, which stuck up in some places, a smile on his face at the scene.

You hummed in response, giving a wave to both of them before sauntering over to the kitchenette to make yourself a glass of warm water, uncaring of the eyes trailing after you.

Shoko's gaze landed on Suguru, watching him watch you.

His gaze on you was definitely different. She definitely wasn't seeing things. She swore it was softer than before. The way his expression changed to a more relaxed one the minute you came into the picture, the way his shoulders relaxed when he talked to you, the tone of his voice shifting spectacularly to include an affectionate tilt, all of it was presented right in from of Shoko, who had known Suguru for a while, so she could tell these differences easily.

Wow, damn. He's down bad.

She smirked to herself, wanting so badly to tell Satoru of Suguru's little crush.

Except, both of them would probably deny it to the ends of the earth.

You slip into the seat next to Geto, eyes half open as you slowly blinked away your sleepiness, drinking the water here and there. Suguru laughed lightly at your state, scooting a little closer to detangle your hair with his fingers, running his hands through your hair to fix it.

Shoko's eyes nearly bulged out of her head, watching this blatant public display of affection. She was used to Suguru being a little touchy with [name] and expressing it here and there, but this was a new high. It made her sip the coffee she'd forgotten she had on the side, not sure if she should be there to experience such a thing.

You hummed in content, "Thanks Sugu."

"Should've brushed your hair before coming out." He gently chided, taking a sip of his tea.

"Probably should've changed, too..." You yawn again, taking another sip of water. "But yeah, I'd like to see the kids too, Shoko, when they're ready and all healed up."

Shoko, having been distracted for a moment, returned to her nonchalant self as she grinned, promising to let both of you know when that was possible.

The week of house arrest was a blessing for you, especially before the files for the missions you were undertaking were handed to you by a Window.

There were 2 missions you were asked to undertake - a grade 1 solo mission, and then a special grade one with Satoru.

A special grade with Satoru? If you didn't already feel alarmed, you were definitely feeling alarmed now. Hell, if Satoru is on any missions, it meant that there was serious harm that could be done.

You flipped through the papers wordlessly, your expression changing here and there before going back to normal.

These were the two missions asked by the elders, the ones who you were to obey for the week.

There can't be anything good here, you thought, going through the documents a second time to remember the information.

"Are you going on a mission soon?" Suguru suddenly appeared out of nowhere, nearly making you jump in surprise. His face was right next to yours, overlooking your shoulders to peer at the documents.

"Yeah, these two are for next week. One solo, one with 'toru." You showed him the front pages of each and the basic information.

He let out a low hum in response and pulled back, plucking the papers with him to sift through them.

He already knew they were missions the elders specifically picked out for you, but for one with Satoru? He was sure something was up there.

Of course, you didn't know he knew about your little deal with the elders, and he didn't plan on telling you he knew. Instead, he just showed up wherever you were because he wanted to be near you. And, who knows, the elders might have something planned so he wanted to know you were safe.

"It's too bad I have my own missions to go to. Otherwise I'd have gone with you." He handed you back the papers, seeing your confused expression.

"I'm sure the elders would love that." You spoke sarcastically, but laughed all the same. It would've been great to go on missions with Suguru, just like not too long ago. "Maybe we'll go on missions together soon!"

"I'd like that."

He'll pretend he didn't see the big red words on the special grade mission with Satoru, one which spelled out '2 special grades'.

"So, apparently there are 2 special grades." Satoru ate a crepe filled to the brim with toppings, walking side by side with you as you both headed to the site of the mission.

He'd come back a day or so ago and didn't even bother looking through the documents, leaving it to you since you had them before him. Also because he was strong and he didn't care enough; he would've beaten them regardless.

"Which is why I have no idea why I'm here." You muttered, sighing. You snack on your on crepe, much more simple than his, wondering why in the earth the elders wanted to put you on such a mission. You were semi grade 1, for fuck's sake! Just because you survived a special grade and grade 1 mission before doesn't necessarily mean you'll survive the next ones?!

Satoru glanced at you and took a large chomp of his crepe, munching gleefully. Once he finished that bite, he said, "They should've sent Suguru with me if anything."

"I know right? Special grades against special grades, not special grade and semi grade 1 versus 2 special grades. Are they telling me to die?" You let out an exasperated sigh.

"They're probably planning something." Satoru and you both knew how much they were assholes, but cunning was also a word that could be used to describe them.

He left out the part about how he knew you did this for Suguru, and all the nitty gritty details Shoko filled him in about after he came back from the mission prior. He also left out the information only he has access to, one which was more in line with the ability you had, that the elders were convinced you were able to awaken at a later stage.

After all, if you could unlock your cursed energy output channels so abruptly and have so much CE, there was bound to be some locked potential there, right?

Which is why you were put onto this mission to assist Satoru.

"Let's just get this over and done with." You finished the rest of your crepe, downing some bitter green tea before heading to the Windows waiting at the site.

Satoru followed you, feeling the CE ooze strongly from the site.

This will be interesting.

A couple of nights after you and Satoru went on the mission, Suguru began to get worried. He shouldn't be worried about you since you were with the Gojo heir, but he couldn't shake the feeling something happened to you.

It was when he woke up from a nightmare of you dying in his arms that he feels his stomach drop, and cold sweat run down his face and body.

The feeling was unmistakenably so humane, so real that it fucked his head in. He sat up in bed for a moment, feeling your side of the bed before finding it cold and empty. He started to panic, wondering if the dream was indeed real, but then he realised you were still on a mission, and it's been a couple of days since you went. He sighed to himself, slipping out of the covers to go cool down.

When he opened the door, he saw the light at the end of the hallway was open, the one belonging to the common room.

He didn't know what time it was, but it definitely wasn't a time to be up. But, he still went, curious about who was up this late.

"Satoru?" He questioned, seeing the white haired man in question sprawled out on the couch. "You two finished the mission?"

"Yeah." Gojo leaned back, turning his head to meet Suguru's tired ones. "Can't sleep?"

"Had a nightmare."

"Yikes."

"Where's [name]?"

"Getting examined by Shoko."

"What happened to them?" Suguru didn't want to sound too panicked, but Satoru could see through him right away.

"[name]'s fine. Maybe super tired now since they activated their curse technique for the first time."

"Cursed technique?" Suguru echoed. From what he knew, you didn't have a CT.

"Yeah." Satoru leaned on one side, crossing his legs as he faced Suguru. "Nullfication. Can cancel anything with cursed energy within a radius of 2 metres. Curses die just being in contact with it, but depends on grade."

"Isn't that an extremely rare ability?" Geto had to get himself something to drink, he was parched. He also made one for Satoru as well, knowing he'd want one too after the mission.

"Yeah. It bypassed my infinity." Satoru made an expression as he clicked his tongue, "But then my infinity worked again. Was the first time something like this happened."

Suguru couldn't help but let his jaw drop. "Is that even possible?"

Satoru frowned, taking the cup from Suguru and taking a drink. "I don't know, but the CT uses CE to maintain it. Still trying to figure out how it works."

Suguru breathed out in relief, "Wow."

"Not a moment to be celebrating, Suguru." Satoru clicked his tongue at him again, "I think this was exactly what the elders wanted."

Suguru backtracked for a moment - he knew the elders wanted something, but this? He didn't expect them to look at [name] and go 'this one will have a CT manifested'. Usually CT are manifested at an earlier age, so for you to awaken one so much later was a miracle in itself.

"Back then, and now, too." Gojo let out an exasperated sigh. "Those old bastards."

Suguru finished off his drink, "I'm going to go see them."

"Oh, ok." Satoru saw Suguru's expression, it did hold worry, but it was more contemplative due to the situation around it. He quickly finished off his drink and followed his best friend.

Suguru breathed a sigh of relief he didn't know he was holding when he saw you getting a check up from Shoko. You looked tired, but you were still alive and kicking.

"Sugu? Why are you awake? It's 3am." You raise a brow, then quickly realised Shoko was up too because of you and apologised with a little bow.

"I couldn't sleep." He strode to where you were. The tension in his body was replaced with relief as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a hug. He nuzzled into your hair, even if it was dirty from the mission.

"Sugu? I haven't cleaned up, you know." You let out a laugh as you let him do his thing, giving him a light hug back and some pats on the back.

Satoru made an expression, almost pouty, before he also came over and enveloped both you and Suguru into a hug. "I don't know what's going on but I'll hug you too. Shoko, come!" He dragged her by the arm so everyone was in a hug, much to your delight.

It's been a while since there was a group hug.

"If the elders say anything, drop my name and I'll come kill them." Satoru murmured, ready to throw hands. He nuzzled his face into the top of your head, ignoring how his hair tickled Suguru and Shoko's noses.

"If you do that, let me examine their dead bodies." Shoko joked.

"If there are any difficult missions, bring me or Satoru along." Suguru scrunched his nose as he delved deeper, leaning his body weight on you ever so slightly.

"Guys, I think I'll pass out..." You tapped at their arms, not having enough strength to pull them off.

Not even a minute passed and you were tucked into your bed, the other three shoved into your bed with you, hugging at least one part of your body as they drifted off into sleep.

You were facing Suguru, who hadn't slept yet, but was waiting for you to close your eyes and rest.

"Sugu, let's visit the kids soon, ok?" You yawned, closing your eyes, "Goodnight."

He moved slightly to bump his forehead to yours, moving back when a small smile curled your lips. He was ready to sleep now, and he didn't think he'd have anymore nightmares.

"Let's do that. Goodnight."

A/N: This is almost a little prequel to this angsty one, but can be a fluffy-ish angsty-ish standalone as well!

Fun fact, after Suguru cried his eyes out, his eyes were puffy for the first day of this break, and you and Shoko gave him so much shit for it.

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───── 𝐸𝑁𝐷𝐿𝐸𝑆𝑆 𝑁𝐼𝐺𝐻𝑇

PAIRING — incubus!getō x fem!reader

SYNOPSIS — who says sex demons aren't allowed to fall in love with humans? getō certainly was the first one to break the rules, and he hasn't looked back ever since.

CW — mention of a previous fight between you and suguru, mind control (just at the beginning), pillow humping, power play, teasing, implied somnophilia but consent has been granted beforehand by reader, orgasm delay, thighjob/thigh fucking (don't know if it's the same thing so here we go), degradation kink, getō acts as nothing matters to him and he's slightly demanding of you but he softens towards the end.

WC — 2.3k ;; cross-posted on ao3

ANYA'S CORNER — I really don't know what this is lmao I was just horny, that's it.

P.S : I have an idea for vampire!nanami but I need to slow down *sighs and explodes*

REBLOGS ARE HIGHLY APPRECIATED!

He is going to deny you the pleasure of his body pressed against yours tonight.

So pretty, is what Suguru thinks as he sits on the chair under the window. You have left it open, for you knew he was going to come back to you, eventually.

But for all the wrong reasons.

His eyes land on the king-size bed before him, travel down on you peacefully sleeping in it as if you didn’t argue with him not so long ago.

Geto crosses his legs as you stir in your sleep. Low, deep breaths escape your chest when you turn, body curled towards the dark-haired man. A part of you always seems to sense his presence.

Funny, considering how desperate you were for him to leave just a couple of hours ago.

The topic you had discussed so unanimously about didn’t matter now, because what made him storm out of your flat had been your attitude. Petty with dashes of childishness here and there. Provocative at best.

Destructive at worst.

However, you forgot one simple truth: Suguru is no mere human you can lash out at.

He’s never been one to begin with.

Whenever his heart, as inhuman or depraved as it is, tells him to take things further, he goes so far that the line between acceptable and unacceptable blurs into a teary mist you try to tear apart with your love.

But sometimes even your affection means nothing, and it’s not enough to win over Suguru’s most primal and true urges. And tonight they are clawing at his insides, screaming at their master to set them free.

Vision trailing down to the apex of your thighs, Geto cocks his head to the side before lifting a hand, palm facing you. His smile borders a grin when he moves a finger, because you shift in your sleep almost painfully, tearing both the blanket and comforter off your body to cool down. It’s him, caressing your flesh and bones with nothing but a swift of his power, that elicits the loudest reactions out of you.

Winter’s cold kiss is still lingering in the air despite the fact it’s March already and even in the darkest of nights such as this one, Suguru is able to see how the fabric of the white night dress you have on does nothing to conceal the arousal pooling at the front of your underwear, inner thighs glistening with it. Its sheerness doesn’t soothe you, not even one bit, and how you rub your thighs together in search of relief speaks for itself. Goosebumps run over your skin, probably because of the sudden change in temperature laced with the lasting effects of mind control.

That doesn’t bother your still asleep mind and impatience gnaws at you as one of your hands flies to your chest, fingers kneading the tender flesh of your tits all while airless whimpers still fall past your lips, nose buried in the pillow. It’s still not enough and Suguru relishes in your despair.

His sole presence in the room is enough for your blood to pump faster, and the incubus uses it to his advantage when he flicks his hand a second time and you flip on your stomach, hands planted on either side of your head while you rise on your knees, torso still plastered against the mattress.

“Oh, I know what to do with you, now. What a dirty little girl you are.” he coos in the dead in the night and faux innocence as dense as treacle scorches the air as Geto adds, “And you have the nerve to call me heartless.”

He’s just taken a peak at what you are dreaming about and despite his frustration, the tent of his pants strains as flashes of your wet dreams flood his mind, washing over him like thunderous waves.

He should be used to it by now, right? He’s a sex demon, after all. One who lured many women to their orgasmic downfall for centuries.

But then he met you, and the most powerful incubus ever born had become putty in your hands; tonight he’s going to remind you of what he’s really capable of, though.

He’s elated to see you grab the other pillow eagerly — his pillow, which bears the intoxicating essence of his lust — and throw it between your knees. They spread even further on the damp mattress, soaked in your sweat, as the metallic zip on the side grazes your clothed clit and a muffled moan warms the bed beneath you.

Now, that’s something he hasn’t ordered you to do.

“Look who’s decided to wake up. Was I too rough?” Geto circles the end of the bed, tutting to himself while walking oh-so slowly in your direction. Once he’s close, the incubus falls to his knees to then tilt again his head where yours is. To his surprise, he finds out you’re more than awake.

Your eyes are wide in need, vision tunnelled on Suguru’s hand coming to rest close to your face as you keen. His voice wraps around you so tightly that you can’t help but sigh, all other sounds fading and blending in his voice.

“Suguru, I’m s-”

He shuts you up with a single glance at your pleading lips and now you come to understand once more how terrifying incubi can turn out to be. He was right, you had forgotten about his true nature but don’t worry.

He’s going to make sure you won’t repeat the same mistake ever again.

“You have nothing to apologise for. Not yet.” he snaps his fingers and suddenly your body isn’t yours again. To your relief he’s just adjusted its position in front of him, your side profile now his to stare at or ignore; the zip brushes against your lower folds this time and you mewl. The friction is delicious, and you want to come so, so hard you almost lose sight of what’s happening.

Yes, almost, because judging by the look in Suguru’s eyes, he won’t let you do so for a while. He’s going to toy with you all night long. His reputation as the most teasing demon of them all always preceded him, so he’ll just pull the strings and watch everything unfold from his place next to you.

Literally.

As if he’s reading your mind — well, he does read minds and he’s read them countless times, but tonight he prefers not to since he already knows what goes on in your pretty head —, Suguru draws back to observe your body quiver while trying to resist his powers. All to no avail.

He internally chuckles at that as he continues, “You’ll beg me to touch you by the end of the night. I might have a change of heart, though.

Don’t call me names again, or I’ll make sure you never come again for the rest of your life. You know I can do that.

Am I clear?”

The nod you give him is gingery. He’s intimidating, yet the tone he’s used just now makes you go insane. God.

Another wave of slick escapes you, dripping onto the cushion between your legs. You try to hide how much his words affect you and close your legs, but Suguru notices it right away. His grin grows even more as you, practically painting, squirm in excitement, eyes flicking up to him the moment he scoots closer again. He raises a hand above your head, fingers ghosting over the nape as you see his nails elongate to turn into full-on black, sharp claws.

Hope blooms in your heart like a flower.

Maybe he’s going to touch you-

Geto stomps on that feeble desire by quickly pushing two fingers downward and there go your legs, too, lowering onto the pillow as you yelp. His mental grip on you is gentle but stern all the same.

As if it isn't overwhelming enough, your partner caresses- no, brushes against your nape only to tease you and red jolts of frustration shot through your limbic system.

Tonight he’s the embodiment of danger, clothed in nothing but his need to conquer your senses, smother your entire being. Now more than ever, Geto Suguru ignites your fight or flight responses.

You know what they say about incubi. Whatever floats their boats is theirs to decide, and you’re always open to any kind of tempest Geto is willing to bring your way.

Whatever he wants, he gets.

But despite everything, you’re still desperately close to cum by just staring at his face.

In a last effort to plead innocence, you look at Geto with doe eyes. He licks his lips in response, unfazed.

His resentful laugh is even sharper when his hot breath fans over you as he exhales, “A bit wet under the ears, aren’t we? Now play with yourself.

I want you to crave me.”

As if I’m not a goner for you already, you tell yourself while Geto tuts again, his raised index and middle finger parting for a second and then close shut to rub against each other. It’s lewd, obscene.

It turns you on beyond common sense.

Your body acts on its own accord once again, and a loud moan tears your throat apart when the zip kisses your clit. But nothing can stop Suguru’s plans now, not even your airless whimpers getting lost in the deep thrusts, his gaze alternating between your face and your thighs. What a nice view.

Your stuttering hips snap against the soft pillow harder and harder, hands shoved in your own under the headboard and you grit your teeth so tightly pain starts to spread across the jaw; his shit-eating grin and elbow planted on one knee to hold his head as he watches you in silence. That’s what he’s accomplished as he never ceases to drink in each messy breath you take, your determination to take over endearing.

Whenever you try to speak, the incubus sighs and brings you closer to the edge, the pace only increasing in force to rile you up further.

By the time his hold on you loosens, you are a breath away from fainting. Or coming, you can’t tell the difference at this point.

Especially since a thick layer of sweat coats your skin and you feel as if your pupils, blown in exhaustion, are ready to burst out as your head hits the headboard to catch some air. You’re on your knees now, pillow hot and cramped between your legs, your panties now soiled and abraded. But nothing compares to your ego, battered and ready to disintegrate under Geto’s stern look.

“Please forgive me, Suguru. I can’t do this anymore. You were right and I was wrong. At least let me touch you.

Please.” supplication after supplication, you repeat the last word with more emphasis than before.

Just as he predicted, you’re a beggar, thirsty for blissful mercy. Surprisingly enough, you’ve lasted more than the incubus thought you would be capable of.

Something in his features soften at the beseeches so you carry on. You even dare to stretch out a hand and touch his tensed legs, too in a hurry to wait for his permission.

He’s still crouched besides you and the warmth of his body so close to yours after such a rough treatment ignites a chain reaction. The first one to cave in is you, of course, but the one to crumble harder is none other than the embodiment of Sex itself.

Geto. Proud, maddening Geto.

But sometimes, just sometimes, he’s your oblivious incubus.

He realises the entity of his mistake once his claws fly to your pussy and shreds what’s left of your underwear. The action is too fast to give you any sort of comfort, its only purpose to prolong the torture because now every flimsy barrier you may have had before with the chill kiss of the night is gone. Yet you endure it, smiling in the pillow all while you watch Geto rise to his feet and bares his cock.

“Fuck.” you can’t help but feel your mouth water at the sight of the thick vein running along his shaft, pulsating with need. Is it for you?

Clenching around nothing you sob as he, for a lack of better words, shoves your upper half flush on the mattress. Throwing the drenched pillow out of the way, he quickly goes to occupy the empty space.

Not so fast.

Apparently you still have some strength left in you and decide to use it by lurching towards his erection. Suguru growls, surprised, as your lower brushes him, yet you don’t give up just yet and begin to rut against him. After a few seconds, he regains control of the situation and quickly binds his hands to your hips, grounding you on him.

Electricity runs through your body as you stare at him from above the shoulder, feeling victorious.

“I see what you did here”, he begins, digging deeper into your flesh. “You’ve never been really asleep, haven’t you?”

You shake your head. “Not really. But I wanted to see how far you were willing to go to make me pay for what I said, so that’s why I let you use your mind control’s powers on me. God, I missed seeing the real you. But I really meant what I said earlier, Suguru. I’m sorry.

It was unfair to call you heartless. You’re not.”

For the first time since he’s come back, Geto laughs. His laughter is brimming with joy and pure enamourment, so the next, natural step for him to follow is to bend over and capture your lips in a heated kiss.

Yet he doesn’t give you time to respond, because he’s quick to bring two fingers together abruptly, and your legs and knees close shut; startled, you cry out in Geto’s mouth.

But when his dick slips through the tight space between your legs, pounding you without actually slamming himself into you, the knot in your stomach comes back stronger than ever.

“Now that we’re at it, dirty girl", Suguru licks your ear shell and you screech. His voice is hoarse and his body incandescent as he whispers,

"I'm going to melt every impure thought of yours and replace them with my cum. How about that?”

#voice of cassandra #geto x reader #geto x you #geto suguru x reader #geto suguru x you #geto smut #geto suguru smut #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut

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Newfound Hope (Suguru Geto x Blind Fem Reader)

Synopsis: Suguru had been at crossroads with his beliefs since Riko and Haibara's death. But after he bumped into a blind young woman, his outlook towards the world took a turn for the best.

Word Count: 1419

Suguru Geto had always been a man of conviction, one who lived his life by the principles he believed in. After the tragic death of Riko, and Haibara, he found himself at a crossroads. The loss of his dear friends had left him questioning his path and his purpose. The world of Jujutsu Sorcerers was a harsh one, with a clear divide between sorcerers and non-sorcerers. Suguru had always been one of those sorcerers who believed in protecting the non-sorcerers, seeing them as innocent bystanders caught in the crossfire of the sorcerer's world.

But the loss of two dear friends made him question the righteousness of his beliefs. He was torn between continuing to protect non-sorcerers or succumbing to the growing realization that many non-sorcerers were not as innocent as he had once thought. The cruelty and indifference of some non-sorcerers had started to weigh heavily on his conscience.

One fateful day, as Suguru walked through the crowded streets of Tokyo, deep in thought, he accidentally bumped into someone. A voice filled with warmth and understanding greeted him. "I'm sorry. My fault entirely." Suguru looked down to see a blind young woman with a white cane, her face displaying no resentment or anger.

Suguru, surprised by her forgiving nature, replied, "No, the fault was mine. I should have been more careful. Are you okay?" The young woman nodded, offering him a soft smile as her gaze was slightly downward. This had become a habit of hers since she became blind a few years ago. "I'm fine. Accidents happen. It's the way of the world." Suguru was struck by the resilience and kindness of this blind woman.

In that brief exchange, he felt a glimmer of hope that not all non-sorcerers were as cruel or indifferent as he had feared. Her words resonated with him, and he found himself wanting to learn more about her. With a friendly smile, Suguru asked, "May I walk with you for a while? I'd like to know your name." The young woman tilted her head upwards slightly and gave a small, thoughtful nod. "I'm Y/N." she said, her tone filled with genuine warmth.

Suguru's heart skipped a beat as he heard her name. It was a beautiful name that seemed to match the warmth he felt in her presence. "Y/N," he repeated, savoring the sound of it. "It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Suguru Geto."

As they continued walking together, Suguru couldn't help but be drawn to Y/N's presence. Her blindness didn't seem to hinder her in the slightest. In fact, her other senses appeared to be heightened, and she moved gracefully and confidently through the bustling streets of Tokyo. They spoke about a variety of topics, from their favorite books to their experiences in the city. Suguru was struck by Y/N's wisdom and insight. She had a way of looking at the world that was different from anyone he had ever met. She saw beauty in the ordinary, appreciated the kindness in strangers, and spoke of hope and resilience in a way that resonated with him deeply.

Suguru found himself sharing his inner turmoil with her, discussing the doubts and questions that had been haunting him since Riko's death. Y/N listened attentively, her gentle presence putting him at ease. "It's natural to question your beliefs when faced with such loss and pain." she said. "But remember, there is goodness and darkness in all people, regardless of whether they're sorcerers or not… whatever that means.” She laughs a little. “It's our choices that define us. You have the power to make a difference by staying true to your convictions." Her words touched Suguru's heart. He had been wrestling with his inner demons, but Y/N's perspective made him see the world in a new light.

He realized that he didn't need to give up on protecting non-sorcerers, but he did need to approach it with an open heart and a willingness to see the goodness in all people. Suguru felt a sense of clarity he hadn't experienced in a long time. Y/N's presence had become a beacon of hope in his life, and he knew he couldn't let it slip away.

He wanted to spend more time with her, not just for the insight she provided but because he genuinely enjoyed her company. "Y/N, I'd love to see you again," Suguru said, his voice filled with sincerity. "Would you be willing to meet me for coffee or a meal sometime?" Y/N smiled, her eyes filled with a kind of warmth that transcended her blindness. "I'd like that, Suguru. It's not often I meet someone who sees beyond my disability. How about tomorrow?" Suguru agreed eagerly, and they exchanged contact information.

The following day, they met at a cozy café in the heart of Tokyo. Over coffee and pastries, Suguru and Y/N continued to deepen their connection. With each passing moment, Suguru found himself more captivated by Y/N's strength and resilience. She shared her own challenges and how she had learned to navigate the world without sight, relying on her other senses and her unshakable belief in the goodness of people.

As their friendship blossomed, Suguru couldn't help but admire Y/N's unwavering optimism and her ability to find beauty in even the simplest of things. He realized that he had been allowing the darkness of the Jujutsu Sorcerer world to overshadow the potential for kindness and goodness that existed within it. With Y/N by his side, Suguru began to view the world through a different lens. He saw that protecting non-sorcerers was not a lost cause but a noble mission that could make a difference.

His encounters with Y/N opened his heart to the idea that kindness and compassion could bridge the gap between sorcerers and non-sorcerers. Their bond deepened over time, and it wasn't long before Suguru found himself falling in love with Y/N. He was drawn to her kindness, wisdom, and the strength she displayed in facing life's challenges.

Y/N, too, couldn't deny the growing affection she felt for Suguru. He was a man of strong principles and conviction, and she admired his determination to protect the innocent. One evening, as they strolled through a serene park under the canopy of cherry blossom trees, Suguru couldn't contain his feelings any longer. He stopped, turning to face Y/N, and took her hands in his. "Y/N," he began, his voice filled with emotion, "I can't imagine my life without you in it. You've changed my perspective on the world and given me hope. I love you."

Y/N's heart skipped a beat as she felt Suguru's warm hands holding hers. Her face lit up with a radiant smile as she replied, "Suguru, I love you too. You've shown me a world filled with kindness and compassion, and I can't imagine my life without you either."

Their admission of love marked a turning point in their relationship. From that moment on, Suguru and Y/N were inseparable. Despite Suguru being a sorcerer, and Y/N a human, they were able to make things work between their two different worlds.

Suguru and Y/N's love continued to grow stronger with each passing day. They navigated the complexities of their respective worlds, finding solace in each other's arms. Suguru remained dedicated to his mission of protecting non-sorcerers, and Y/N was a constant source of inspiration and strength for him.

Y/N's blindness was no longer a barrier, as Suguru had learned to appreciate the world through her unique perspective. He often described to her the beauty of the cherry blossoms, the colors of the sunset, and the details of intricate sorcery techniques he encountered. It was moments like these where the two felt their bond for each other grow.

Their love became a symbol of hope and unity, a bridge between sorcerers and non-sorcerers. They dedicated themselves to working together to create a world where differences were celebrated rather than feared.

As the seasons changed and the cherry blossoms bloomed year after year, Suguru and Y/N's love endured. In the end, Suguru found not only the love he needed in his life but also a renewed sense of purpose and conviction in his mission to protect the innocent. With Y/N by his side, he continued to make a difference in the world, proving that love could conquer even the darkest of circumstances and that unity was stronger than division.

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hoejosatoru · 1 year

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your faves written by my faves

I believe all anime men can be categorized by if they were written by Taylor Swift, Lana Del Rey, or Ethel Cain.

Characters: jujutsu kaisen, haikyuu, chainsaw man, tokyo revengers, demon slayer, attack on titan, hunter x hunter, buddy daddies, MHA, hell’s paradise

CW for suggestive content, toxic relationship for Ethel Cain category. All characters are time skip as applies (ex Tokyo rev/haikyuu). MDNI

Written by Taylor Swift

Sweet & Romantic. The boy next-door type. Friends to lovers vibe. The type to throw rocks at your window and get you to sneak out just to watch the stars. Writes you letters. So many of each other’s firsts. Feels like a fairytale. Can range from a soft and gentle love to one that's fast and exciting, depending on person/situation. Always holds your hand when walking. A strong, healthy relationship. Would literally rather die than upset you. Buys you flowers. Sends you songs he thinks you’ll love. Calls you sweetheart, baby, my love. Loved by your friends and family. Makes you believe in love.

Yuta Okkotsu, Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, Denji (I swear once he calms down a lil he’d be a great partner), Takemichi, Mitsuya, Hakkai, Chifuyu, Kazutora, Shinichiro, Hinata Shoyo, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Akaashi, Bokuto, Kageyama, Osamu, Iwaizumi, Oikawa, Kenma, 99% of the haikuu cast unless listed elsewhere, Giyu, Rengoku, Jean, Connie, Armin, Kurapika, Leorio, Kazuki, Hawks

“Can I tell you a secret?” your best friend asks. You’re laying out on a blanket, watching the stars. You look at him, admiring how they twinkle in his eyes.

“Of course.”

“I think I love you.” He looks at you then, filling your chest with warmth. You’ve waited for him to say those words for so long, to name what has always existed between you.

“Can I show you what I think?” He nods eagerly. You lean in, pressing your lips to his. It is everything you always hoped it would be. He smiles into your kiss. “I think I love you, too.”

Written by Lana Del Rey

Sensual & Intense. Bad boy or hard exterior, but soft on the inside. Likes showing you off, but hates when other men look at you. Always has a hand on your lower back. Possessive, but in a controlling way. Dress slutty I can fight type. And he means it he will fuck anyone up for you. Makes you feel safe. Most likely to have a scandalous type of relationship (like an age gap, he has a bad reputation, etc). Probably has some sorta vice (smoking/drinking/fighting). High sex drive, he just can’t resist you :(. Probably has a daddy kink or is a dom (mostly soft/pleasure). Calls you princess, angel, pretty girl. Sometimes the relationship can be toxic, but you know the foundation is built on love.

Draken, Mikey, Ran, Rindou, Wakasa, Baji, Taiju, Inui, Koko, Sanzu, Izana, Kakucho, basically all of tokyo rev unless listed elsewhere, Rei, Toji, Geto, Gojo, Nanami, Suna, Terushima, Atsumu, Ushijima, Coach Ukai, Aki, Kishibe, Tengen, Obanai, Sanemi, Akaza, Levi, Eren, Reiner, Zeke, Aizawa, Gabimaru, Yamada Asaemon Shion, Tenza

“Come ‘ere baby,” he calls to you. He’s been eyeing you in that little sundress all night and his will power has run thin. You stand between his legs, looking down at him with a soft smile. The setting sun twinkles against the chain around his neck, making him look extra handsome. His large hand is on the back of your thigh, sliding up higher and higher and- you gasp his name and he squeezes your ass under your dress.

“People are gonna see!” you whisper yell, gesturing to all your friends mingling in your backyard. He has a lazy smile on his face as he rubs circles on your inner thigh.

“Don’t care,” he says, “Can’t resist my pretty girl anymore.”

Written by Ethel Cain

Toxic & Addictive. A waling red flag, but baby you are color blind. You know you shouldn’t, but there’s just something about him. He’s addictive. Super possessive and controlling. Always has his hands on you. Leaves bruises. Most likely to be a criminal or something darker. Would kill for you. Swears he loves you and that's why he acts so crazy. Honestly brings out the crazy in you too. Super high sex drive, wants you all the time. Hard dom. Calls you my girl when feeling nice, slut when he isn’t. Says my slut when he’s somewhere in between. Codependent. Fuck everyone but us type.

Sukuna, Douma, Hantengu clones, Muzan, Gyutaro, Hanma, Aza Chobe, Chrollo, Feitan, hisoka, illumi

He has your jaw in his hands, squeezing. Hard. There’s a twisted smile on his face, one that makes your heart race and your thighs rub together.

“You know you can never leave me, right?” he questions you. Though you know it is no question right. “You’re mine. Forever.” His hips have you pinned to the bed as he licks up your neck.

“All yours,” you reply. And you mean it. You were two halves of a fucked up whole. You loved him even if it drove you crazy.

His hand goes down your pants. “Good girl.”

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nikki-is-a-nerd · 4 months

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Hello!

To prepare for my eventual return to writing, i have some prompts that based on your votes, i will write them in order of priority. So the one that wins will be written first, the second highest, will be written next, etc.

So here are the prompts I have in mind!

Prompt 1 (Ezra Bridger x Queen of Naboo!reader)

- Ezra meets you as you pretend to be your Handmaiden, as you are still escorted by your handmaidens, one pretending to be you or what anakin and padme could’ve been.

- Jedi x Queen/ Literally just if Padme met Anakin in a better time/ romance with some action because its star wars baby!

Prompt 2 (Gojo Satoru x Geto’s Twin sister!reader)

- Suguru might have left but now the burden of his crimes end up with you. Gojo would do anything to protect you.

-this is a slowburn multi fic. Friends to lovers/Fake to real marriage/Pining/also has Nanami as the second male lead.

Prompt 3 (LA!Kurama x Reader)

- When kidnapped by the Toguro brothers alongside your new found friend Keiko, Kurama must stop himself from acting rashly and letting the demon in him out. He will find you and he will make sure that no harm can ever befall you ever again.

- Friends to lovers/ has some violence because its yuyu hakusho/ this is just the first yuyu hakusho fic i have rn.

Prompt 4 (Bucky Barnes x Librarian!Reader)

- in a world that he no longer really understands, with his oldest friend no longer around and Sam busy with his new duties as captain america, Bucky meets you on a rainy day as he seeks for shelter in a library of all places.

- Love at first sight/ angst-comfort/ happy ending (because i love bucky too much to not give him happiness)

Prompt 5 (Geto Suguru x Sorcerer!Reader)

- He’s gone and left you and all your friends but has he forgotten that you will never give up on him, even if it kills you in the end.

- angst/character death/just me channeling my inner gege/ right person, wrong time

#ezra bridger x reader #fanfiction writer #fanfic #fanfic writing #fanfiction #starwars fanfics #star wars imagine #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru #geto suguru #geto x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #live action yu yu hakusho #jun shison #yoko kurama #shuichi minamino #kurama x reader

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aveegrex · 2 years

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FIRST DATE HEADCANNONS

the first part took off so good I decided to feed the rest of y'all who simp for other characters

genre: fluff absolutely, a little nsfw in geto's part but just vague mentions of unspecified sexual activity characters: Sukuna, Todo, Geto, Inumaki, Noritoshi Kamo, Mahito pairing: jjk bois x gn!reader word count: 1,3k cw: oh I guess none, maybe just mentions of medical stuff for Mahito's but nothig specific. I guess I should warn you about horny Geto but like ???, also one mention of andrew tate so brace yourselves

author's note: I tried to do Suguru justice since he's hot but he's also extremely annoying in my opinion so please forgive me if that shows

Sukuna:

big scary curse with big scary thoughts, okay

let’s put it aside for a second and concentrate on his nature

at his core, Sukuna is a man who’s driven not by rationale, but his impulses and urges. Emotions, if you will.

So I think he prefers bonding through those as well, and not so much through words. He doesn’t need a conversation to make an impression, and he doesn’t need to hear you talking to understand you. He needs to feel you.

We also have to remember that he loves it when emotions are raw and bare. Battles, orgies, massacres, dances - they show the true sides of people.

He loves darker settings and would probably be craving something that reminds him of a feast or bacchanalia

Soooo… Techno rave as a first date? Yes?

Yes.

Bass boosted beats vibrating through your body, sweat and alcohol in the air leaving your mind hazy - oh yes, that’s his vibe.

He’d love to move to the beat with you, hands roaming each other’s bodies, getting to know each other so close so soon.

Don’t be shy, he loves seeing you move so freely to the sound of music

Overall a really unexpected yet very intimate first date experience.

Not for the weak of heart, but definitely worth a shot.

Todo:

Big boi is all about extremes. He’s a passionate loud man, and would definitely try to make your first date fun, loud and energetic

More so, he’s a j-pop stan fella, a music fan

But we have to remember that he’s also a very intelligent guy and would probably want to have a conversation with you

Honestly, I’m thinking a festival with lots of music and dancing activities

And obviously a fireworks in the end

It’s fun and loud, it also leaves room for a chat, and it’s so bright and warm

Also, with all those little games he’d definitely try to win you the biggest plushie possible, pouting if he doesn’t succeed on the first try

Just tell him you believe in him and he’ll bring you that giant teddy with the widest grin possible

If you get tired of all the noise and fuss around, don’t hesitate to tell him that

And don’t be shy to find yourself in a quieter part of park later, making out with that hunk for dear life

Honestly, the date with Todo might be a little exhausting, but it’s a very sweet kind of exhaustion and he will certainly leave you satisfied

Mahito:

to get it out of the way, I find Mahito attractive and a little creepy at the same time, so no hate here to Mahito-lovers, I’ve got you

He’s a very curious man, a little too much sometimes

We know he’s interested in spirituality, things like philosophy and religion

And we also know he’s a little creep who likes seeing dissected and disformed bodies.

But given how he is self-aware and doesn’t want to scare you away, he’d probably try to dial it all down to something conventionally acceptable and just as amusing

Here we go

Gird your loins

A museum date. A mummy exhibition. An exhibition of ancient medical practices. A medical theater type of exhibition.

That’s his jam, and it’s honestly rather interesting.

He already knows some things about past medical practices, and would gladly tell you how ancient physicians thought that the gateway to the soul is through the nostrils, and how in Medieval times they thought that bleeding helps with inner demons.

Can’t blame a boy with hyperfixation.

So not only do you get a rather fascinating pastime, you also are to be provided with a personal guided tour.

If he rambles too much, and the topic drifts to something not everyone’s gut is ready for, just take his hand in yours and lean into him

He’d immediately skip to something much more pleasant and will drag you to a different part of the museum so you could show him some of your favorites.

Also he’s the one to buy you a coffee to go after and walk you through the park, reminiscing on what you should do next time.

A little weird, but adorably so, and certainly worth it.

Inumaki:

Ohhhhh we’re finally getting to the date that actively includes food

If he asks you on a date you just have to know that talking part will be rather limited

But I think Toge didn’t choose onigiri ingredients to be his language for nothing. The boy is definitely a foodie.

So instead of just sitting down in a restaurant, he’d ask you to a culinary class!

Don’t worry, it’s a beginners’ course and the dishes are rather simple, the class being targeted more towards learning to cook for yourself.

And couples are welcome to work in pairs!!

So, how does spending a couple of hours side by side with this boy sound?

You two would definitely be the teacher’s favorites, since you don’t get distracted by chatter and are very concentrated on bonding through completing the tasks and steps together.

If you’re not good at cooking yourself, it’s no big deal - he’s not a chef himself and would probably mime something cute and funny your way to make you feel better.

After the class you two get to eat your creation and he’s sitting very close, refusing to take his own utensils, opening his mouth with puppy eyes instead.

Feed the baby. Feed him. He’s done a good job making that sauce.

A couple of days later he shows up to you unexpectedly with a little bento box. You’ll find an upgraded version of the same dish inside.

Kiss him good after, he tried his best and was dead set on conveying his intentions through his silent yet endearing love language.

Tuna that mayo, love.

Noritoshi:

oh okay this one is way harder since I don’t know much about him, but let's try

a traditional guy gone rogue?

I see that translating well into a traditional date with a fresh approach.

Like movies, but it’s an open air cinema, or it’s a restaurant date, but the two of you are actually just tasting different street foods from the trucks around the park.

He’s not very creative when it comes to date ideas, so he’ll put his soul into making the best conversation and guaranteeing you feel relaxed, safe and happy the whole time.

So eventually it turns to improvisation with the two roaming the streets and just diving into stores, following some interesting alleys and chatting your hearts away.

He’ll take your hand and leave a sweet chaste peck on it when you’re distracted by some toys on display.

He’ll also be dying of happiness inside if he notices you shivering. Don’t get it wrong!! He’s just on cloud nine since now he has an excuse to offer you his warm jacket and see you in his clothes.

Please take it, he might die of cold of course, but he’ll die a happy fulfilled man.

Kamo might get a little anxious about walking you home though, just because he doesn’t want to seem intrusive.

So he’ll call you an uber premium, kiss you softly before you drive off (ugh you know those cinematic through-the-car-window kisses)

And will text you later, asking if you’ve gotten home safely.

I dunno I just feel like he’s not that much of an asshole and is just trying to manifest a gloomy persona being a softie inside.

Geto:

ermmmmmm

you fuck

sorry not sorry, the first date with this edgelord was initially supposed to be a one night stand

he just got a little invested with you and now he can’t think of anything else besides asking you on a proper date

ends up just too horny and desperate, succumbing to his monkey desires

yeah you fuck again

it’s absolutely the friends with benefits turned romantic partners situation

idk what else to say like at least he’s incredible in bed you do you bubs

do him from time to time though he’ll get out of this andrew tate phase and turn into a good boyfriend

MDNI, reblogs are welcome, you're free to use these ideas in your personal life although the success is not guaranteed lol

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mastermindenoshimaalicia · 2 years

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dinner (selfship post four)

summary: in which her men have dinner with their quiet girl.

pairing: gojo satoru x sebastian michaelis x geto suguru x me

warnings: smut, various sex positions, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, kitchen sex, size kink (I think), foursome, and other mature warnings

a/n: …I don't know how to describe this so apologies if this seemed very rushed. if I missed anything, let me know. otherwise, enjoy 1.6k words of smut.

taglist: @happygoluckyalexis @maydayaisha

"Mmm…" I slowly opened my eyes as I woke up from a little two-hour nap before reaching for my phone and checking the time. Seeing that it was half past five, I'd finally decided to muster the energy to climb out of bed.

"I'm hungry…" I groaned, fixing the blue t-shirt and grey shorts I was wearing before sliding on my glasses and slippers. "Lemme see what I can find…"

Exiting my room and heading downstairs, I found three people taking their place at the kitchen table as I walked in. Geto, Gojo, and Sebastian.

"Um…what the hell is going on here?"

"The lady of the house finally awoken from her slumber." Sebastian chuckled. "Please take a seat."

I rubbed my eyes and took a seat at the table. To the left of me was Gojo with Geto to my right and Sebastian straight ahead.

"What's going on?" I yawned, blinking.

"So the butler had an idea." Gojo flashed me a grin.

I sighed. "I just woke up from a damn nap…a good ass one at that." I then glanced at Sebastian. "Make this quick before I decide to go crawl back into bed and get another nap in."

The demon butler leaned forward, interlacing his fingers. "Since we've all taken a liking to you, can we have you for dinner?"

I raised an eyebrow. "You're fucking joking, right?"

"Why would I lie, my dear?" He then got up, closed the windows, and locked the doors. "After all, ever since I fucked you twice and these two fucked you once, you've become very reserved."

"Oh?" I got up. "Am I too quiet?" I walked over to him, his devilish crimson eyes looking at me up and down.

"If I said yes, what would you do?" Sebastian quickly grabbed my ass, rubbing it. "After all, I could make you scream. Especially in front of these two."

"Hm…I doubt it." I looked down at the demon before pulling away and walking over to Gojo, running a finger down his chest all the way to his growing bulge.

The white-haired man whispered in my ear. "Come on now, we promise to treat our girl right." He then flashed a smirk in my direction, copping a feel of my ass.

I then walked away from him and made my way to Geto, teasingly running my fingers through his hair as I gently pulled it back to look at him.

"After all, you have three holes for a reason. Why don’t we give you a reason to use them more often?" He spoke, cupping my chin.

I pulled away from the raven-haired man before looking at each of them, sitting on the kitchen table in front of the butler.

"What's your decision, darling?" Sebastian smirked devilishly, taking his gloves off.

"I'll take you up on your offer." I pushed up my glasses, realizing I had three hungry men ready to ravish me like I was their last meal. "However, I'm upping the ante here."

"And what would that be?" Geto wondered.

"I'll let…." I trailed off, thinking about it as I felt Sebastian's hands rubbing my thighs and Gojo planting kisses on my neck.

"What's wrong, love?" Geto's sultry voice whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. "Can't finish your sentence after teasing us?"

Goosebumps appeared on my arms as he nibbled at my earlobes, pulling off my shirt. "I…." I trailed off again as Gojo unhooked my bra, letting my big breasts flop.

"My, you're so beautiful. Plump like a peach and thick like a milkshake." He muttered, turning my head as I came face to face with his memorizing ocean blue eyes before feeling his lips on mine. I hummed in response before letting his tongue dance with mine for a moment.

"You're such a good girl, you know that?" Sebastian muttered, planting kisses on my inner thighs as his hands made their way up my sides and pulled off my panties and underwear to reveal how drenched I was.

At this point, was there really anything for me to say? I could feel the lust coming from the trio as the demonic butler began eating my pussy like it was his last meal as the two friends switched between planting kisses on my face and whispered sweet nothing in my ears.

"Oh fuck…." The only two words I could muster out as I wrapped my legs around Sebastian's head, his hands gripping my plush thighs as his tongue teased my sensitive bud. "Shit…!" I gripped his hair, the tight knot in my stomach snapping as I cried out, cumming all over the butler's face.

"Good job, love." Sebastian looked up at me, gently removing his head from between my legs. "Now then…" He then motioned for Gojo to switch places and have his turn with my drenched pussy.

The blue-eyed male immediately went to town, his tongue licking stripes up and down my folds as Sebastian kissed me with his tongue and Geto teased my nipples.

"Fuck…" I panted, feeling three of Gojo's fingers in my sopping cunt at a slow rate with his tongue slowly teasing my clit. "Oh fuck, Gojo…" I arched my back, his fingers and tongue picking up the pace. "I'm gonna…" I whined, releasing my arousal all over him.

"Damn, baby. You really are beautiful." He muttered, planting kisses all over my sex before getting up and swapping places with Geto.

"I wonder how many times will you cum for us, darling…" The raven-haired man mused, one of his hands traveling up to my neck and wrapped around my neck as his other hand gently slapped my pussy.

I gasped, four of his fingers making their way inside my puffy pussy, stretching me out even more. I then opened my mouth to say something only for Sebastian to deeply kiss me, muffling my moans as Gojo toyed with my nipples. "Mmph!" I threw my head back as I came again and panted from my third orgasm of the evening.

"Tired, baby?" Gojo cooed in my ear, kissing my neck.

"No…" I muttered, my thighs trembling as Sebastian and Gojo sat me up to let me catch my breath before helping me get on the cold, hard floor.

"Good. Ready for us to fuck you into pure bliss?" Geto asked, caressing my cheek and rubbing my lips before laying on his back.

All I could do was nod before watching the three men pull out their cocks, fully erect and hard. Geto then pulled my chubby figure onto his lap, grinding against my pussy before thrusting inside.

"G-Geto…fuck, you're so big." I clutched his hair, his hands gently smacking my ass as he buried his face in my neck and mine in his.

"Oh my." He chuckled, licking my neck as his seductive voice whispered praises in my ear, slowly fucking my pussy. "Gojo, if you may."

I then felt Gojo's cock slowly take me from behind, his heated breath causing goosebumps for form on my arms as the two held me and began rearranging my insides.

"Aaah, fuck, her other hole is just as tight." The white-haired man muttered, groping my breasts from behind and planting kisses down my back.

I then tilted my head up to find Sebastian looking down at me before I began giving him head.

"Hm…so good." The butler muttered, rubbing my head.

Both Gojo and Geto stopped for a moment, smacking my ass, causing me to choke on Sebastian's dick. After coughing for a bit, I let out a loud moan as the two picked back up rearranging my insides, the butler fucking my throat with Gojo teasing my clit and bringing me to the edge.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck…" I babbled, my entire mind having almost gone blank at this point. All I could think about was the many things I'd let these three do to me.

"Go ahead and cum, baby," Gojo whispered, those words causing me to clench around both cocks and cry out in pleasure, my fourth orgasm coming hard and making my body tremble.

"Such a good girl, taking us all in well." Geto praised me. "Let's go again, shall we?" He then flashed a smirk to the other two men.

For the next hour or so, I was getting fucked so good that if I had neighbors, they'd be knowing their names from how much of a loud, babbling mess I became. My body was wrecked and rattled having came so many times that I had to be carried upstairs by Geto and Gojo while Sebastian ran me a bath.

"F-Fuck…" I tiredly mustered as I was slowly lowered into the tub, the hot water relaxing my body. "I don't know whether to hate all three of you or love you three even more…shit…"

"Maybe you should love us even more. After all, we did make you scream our names." Gojo quickly kissed my forehead as Sebastian and Geto cleaned me up, dried me off, and help me get into my night clothes - a pink top with a small floral pocket and matching floral pants.

After being helped into bed, I looked at the three of them.

"Now then, shall the three of us leave her-" Geto started.

I immediately cut him off. "I want you three to cuddle me with me."

"Dibs on her ass!" Gojo blurred out before Sebastian whacked him upside the head. "Ow…"

"I suggest we let her decide. After all, if I know one thing, it's that pussy is powerful." Geto nodded, taking his place on the right side, Sebastian on the left, and Gojo finally settling for the middle on top of me as we all went to sleep.

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