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h8ani · 6 months

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In which a silly thought of teasing Rindou for a month would be fun, but after a simple week he would surely snap and make you remember why you should never play games with him

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Warnings: fem!reader, dacryphilia, edging/orgasm control, rough sex, reader is alluded to squirting, mean!rindou, potential dubcon, choking, established relationship, masturbation (male)

Here is my submission for @wakashawty NNN collab! This is my first collab ever and was so so so fun to do!

Something about Rindou is, don’t test him. He isn’t one for jokes and there will be consequences even if it’s meant as a joke.

You thought it would be funny, a comical lil thing to do. If you were smart and had even an ounce of self-preservation, this thought wouldn’t have crossed your mind, the thought being discarded as you went on with your day. But yet here you were. Wanting to participate in No Nut November was supposed to be a little joke, you must’ve taken it too far because now you found yourself bent over the back of the couch, hands pinned behind your back, and being edged for what seems to have been hours. You never meant for it to go this far yet here you are.

Rindou’s thrusts are rough and unrelenting as he fucks up into you, his grip on both of your wrists keeping you in place draped over the couch. The sound of skin slapping skin is all you can hear, constantly ringing in your ears as your pussy continues to take the abuse. You felt the wetness drip down your thighs followed by the sickly squelching sound your pussy started to make, you wince once you felt Rindou’s cock still from within you. Embarrassment wasn’t the word you felt while you were powerless over the couch, you were mortified. Rindou pulls his cock out of you and you feel a quick ‘slap’ against your pussy. His fingers gather up your slick before pushing two of his digits in knuckle deep eliciting a choked out moan from you. Rindou kneels down so he’s eye level with your dripping core now, a proud smirk appearing on his face. “Oh? What’s this? Are you enjoying yourself?” He curls his fingers hitting your gspot perfectly, your legs tremble as he starts finger fucking you. “You’re not meant to enjoy this.” He tsk’s from behind you, fingers slamming against your pussy allowing the wetness to drip down your legs.

You try to twist your wrists free, the feeling of being defenseless was something you weren’t particularly fond of, you hated it really, preferring to hold him close to you and have your hands roam across his body— he knew that of course. He knew everything about you, from the way you loved having your hair played with when you had a long day and were sleepy down to what you loathe, but you weren’t meant to like this; this was a punishment for a stupid idea that was brought to fruition.

You hear him groan suddenly, thrusts slowing down and a sigh slips past your lips as you think it’s all over now.

Oh, you stupid, stupid girl.

“I’m not done with you yet.” He says, voice ever so present in your ears.

Rindou sees you tense up, your body stiffening once you hear him. He has to fight back another groan once you involuntarily clench around him.

Rindou doesn’t particularly care to be like this with you, never a fan of “punishing” you if that’s what this even is. He fucking hates being teased, but you knew this, so why did you even try?

“Babe!” Rindou hears you call, your footsteps heard climbing up the stairs. “Babe! Babe! Babe!” You rush into his room with a smile coming across your face. He raises an eyebrow, curious as to what you were so excited about.

“What?”

“Guess what we’re going to do together this month?” Your smile only gets bigger as you speak to him.

“Thanksgiving?”

“Wha? No! Well yes, but not the answer!” Tired of guessing already, he gives you a bored look and waits for you to continue, hands motioning you to finish what you wanted to tell him. “We’re gonna do No Nut November!”

“Absolutely not,” Rindou says quickly which only leads to the most devious smile you could muster.

“Too bad! If I’m playing then you have to play!” You exclaimed before slipping out of his bedroom before he could interject again. You were serious about playing the game too, he knew you were. What he didn’t know was just how dirty you would play it. He could deal with you purposefully grinding your ass into him at night, that was nothing new to him. What he didn’t expect was the tease of a century of you sending lewd photos of yourself while he was at work.

Once his phone vibrates against his desk he thinks nothing of it when he sees your name pop up with a notification of a text, you always send texts while he’s at work. Clicking in his password he clicks the notification only to slam his phone hard against his desk. The photos sent were of you, in a short mini skirt bent over with no panties on, he could see only from the waist down but he noticed your fingers gathering your own slick, slim fingers prodding your entrance like you were teasing yourself. Rindou picks his phone back up to see multiple photos sent that he couldn’t look away from, another text comes in from you ‘ Wish you were the one touching me:( ’ His face now the shade of a tomato and cock pressing hard against his slacks he stands up abruptly and marches down to the single stall men’s restroom. Fingers lock the door quickly and tug his pants down even faster until he finally fists his cock. A low guttural groan leaving him while he thinks of fucking you in that mini skirt, how he wouldn’t even let you touch yourself one bit and allow him and only him to touch you. He strokes himself faster while his thoughts run rampant, precum leaking past his tip until he spills the rest of his seed all over his hand. Rindou curses internally once he looks down to see the mess, head falling back against the stalls door. Once he got home, your little game was going to be over.

To his surprise, he had more restraint than that. In your eyes that was a green light to keep going, you continued, and continued, and continued to tease him. Until one day, you wore that dress, that one fucking dress. The one that you wore on your birthday that brought back so many memories to his mind, specifically memories of him stripping the dress off of you. The dress you were wearing drove him up the wall. You couldn’t plan to wear that and expect him to keep his composure like he did the past week, you just couldn’t.

He knew that you knew what that dress did to him, how the satin snug around your curves in the most perfect way that he went crazy for. So you coming downstairs acting as if you were going out, that didn’t fly with him.

“Y/n” the tone in his voice was enough to send shivers down your spine, you dared to glance over your shoulder to see him standing up. “Come here.” He says simply. You may like to tease and play games but you knew better than to argue, especially with the way Rindou was looking at you.

You made your way over to him, the only sound that could be heard was of your heels against the floor. Once you made it in front of him, his presence seemed more threatening than it was when you were a few feet away. Slowly looking up at him you’re met with his cool lavender eyes, staring so emotionless back down at you.

“I’m only going to say this once. Bend over, before I bend you over myself.”

You were tired yet you needed more, you needed to cum. Constantly being brought to the edge only to be pulled back was a pain you never knew before.

A gasp escapes from your lips once you feel his arm slip in front of you and press two cold silver ringed fingers to your clit. The pressure is enough to bring you back to a high so quickly and make your legs shake. “Please…” you whimper while pushing your plush hips back into his own. Instantly his fingers still against you, hot wet tears beginning to well up in your eyes. The frustration and growing pain in between your legs reaching a new all time high.

“Please what?” His head tilts to the side although you couldn’t see it.

“Wanna cum, ‘m sorry.” You try to grind down into his fingers to alleviate yourself, you expected this not to work in your favor, what you didn’t expect was for Rindou to let your wrists go that he held, the dead weight of your arms falling forward ached from how long they were pinned behind your back, you rubbed your wrists, moving them around in the process.

You’re pulled up by his strong and steady hands, spun around to face him, suddenly making eye contact with him brought a suffocating tension in the air you didn’t feel when your back was the only thing that faced him. The air around you is so weak and brittle, feeling as if it would snap at any moment if given the chance. Your eyes met his with an alertness as he stared through you, the stress from the situation you put yourself in was evident even to him. His stare was uncomfortable, it was meant to be, making you squirm just from a single look from him. Your breath felt constricted as you finally spoke. “Baby…” you say, eyes stinging and rimmed red. You blink and let the stray tears fall, hand quickly wiping them away as you utter, “Please.”

His face softens, arms dipping and hooking around your legs so you can sit on top of the couch, instinctively you wrap your legs around him. “Tell me, love,” he positions himself at your entrance while he speaks. “What month is it again?”

“November?” You say confused, legs spreading to allow him in further. “Why are you asking? What are you getting at?”

“What was that little thing you wanted to do called again? No Nut what?”

“November…” you glare at him, irritation running high now. You begin to close your legs but his hand that was holding onto your waist stops you, causing you to hold yourself up on the couch now. His grip on your thigh is rough as he pushes your legs open further.

“You wanted this, didn’t you? It’s the name of the game sweetheart.” He smiles, a deep chuckle erupting from him. “You’re not cumming, end of story.” With that he pushes in, burying himself to the hilt. A sob rips out of you once he starts fucking you at a brutal pace, the way he still has any energy to continue, his pace unwavering was unbeknownst to you because you were tired, drained even. He was so deep and it was sending your mind into a frenzy making you dizzy with each thrust, your own body wanting to give out and let Rin take you as he pleases.

Tears rolled down your cheeks with every slam of his hips against yours, Rindou just laughs, grabbing your cheeks with one hand simultaneously squishing them, you muster enough strength to glare with the tears blurring your vision. “Don’t you look cute crying, you mad at me now? ‘s that it?” He angles his hips in a way that has you crying his name out, thrusting upward he hits the spongey spot within you that sends your legs into a spasm. You feel your stomach tightening up for the nth time tonight. Your hands reach up to grip his shoulder as you feel yourself so, so close to your orgasm.

Please, please, please.

You were ruined. Silent sobs were let out as you hooked your ankles together, a desperate move for him to stay inside of you. Rindou watches the way you blink more tears away, the hopeless look you had as you stare up at him, silently begging him to allow you to cum. “You gonna quit it with these games?” He brings his hand to your cheek, thumb wiping away whatever tears that continue to fall. You nod almost before he can finish, a slight peek of hope appearing on your face. “You pro-”

“I promise! P-Please, please I wanna cum, I need to cum Rin.” You shakily blurt, pulling him in even closer, feeling him even deeper than before.

“You pull this shit on me again and I won’t be so nice next time.” He says before slipping a hand in between you two, you feel his fingers press against your clit, moving in quick circular motions.

It should embarrass you how quickly the knot in your stomach tightened up, you should be even more embarrassed with the sounds you were making, how pathetic you sounded, but you didn’t care, all you cared about was your impending orgasm and how it will be the best damn orgasm of your life.

Rindou thrusted up into you roughly, now pulling away his hand which elicited a desperate whine from you which he quickly shut down. He wraps his hand around your throat squeezing ever so slightly, your attention now centered on him. “You cum from my cock, understood?” Nodding as well as you could, his grip tightens around your throat, fingers pressing in just the right spot that makes your head tingle. His pace quickens, thrusts still rough and hitting you just right. You were breathless, eyes glazed over and head spinning from the lack of oxygen, but who needed to breathe when all you wanted to do was cum.

Unperceived to you, you clenched tighter the longer you were without any air in your lungs. Rindou groans while watching you with lidded eyes as he feels himself nearing his nth orgasm of the night, thrusts becoming rougher, more erratic. A strangled gasp leaves you as you suddenly feel the coil inside snap, your body overcome by the pleasure consuming you and the mess you were making. Your body shook against his and Rindou releases his grip on your throat. His hands now hold your waist as he finishes inside of you with a grunt, his hot cum pumping inside you, painting your insides white as he rides out his high.

Your mind was spinning, unsure if it was from the sudden oxygen rushing to your head or from the intense orgasm. You slump against him with an exhausted huff, Rindou runs his hand through your hair as you both calm down, the heavy breaths from you both are the only sound that can be heard.

“Learn anything today?” His voice suddenly heard, barely having any energy you lazily nod, head tilting up from against his chest.

“Yeah, November is for Thanksgiving and Thanksgiving alone.”

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kakujis · 5 months

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making bets;

synopsis: you and gojo decide it’d be fun to make a little bet. at geto’s expense of course. ♡︎

ft + wc: geto x reader, 1.3k

warnings: afab!fem reader, pet names (good girl, brat), praise, suguru calls u a whore like one time. 👍, implied multiple rounds, creamp*e, masturbation, u and satoru talk about abo (jokingly) LOL, not proofread, uhh that shld be it.

network: @enchantedforest-network

an: WE MADE IT BESTIES REEAAHH!! here's my entry for @wakashawty's NNN collab! ♡︎ honestly, kei said there was no time limit but i wanted to finish befoee november LOL. and we did it! ngl the texts with satoru were my favorite part to write . KFJSKSKDK. the rest of the collab entries are here!

this honestly should not be this hard, but geto suguru has managed to ignore every single instance of your teasing. even when you press yourself against him, wear a shirt that’s a little too low cut, or prance around in his with nothing else on, he’s barely even spared you a glance.

he must be a fucking saint at this point. you didn’t think celibacy for him would be so easy. a quick, “mhm” thrown out there, a simple peck on the cheek before work, completely ignoring you in bed and turning over; you’d think you’re nothing more significant than a throw pillow.

suguru’s not stupid, the second he accepted this bet he knew you’d be throwing yourself all over him. he’s not someone who loses games, especially not to gojo satoru. and this game is easy or so he thinks.

unfortunately for you, you need to kick it up a notch. you made a deal with gojo before the month even began. you get suguru to lose nnn for the first time, gojo pays you. with three more days left til the end of the month, you’re pretty sure you’ve got to kiss your money goodbye. but satoru’s daily texts remind you otherwise:

you giggle, before checking the time. perfect, he should be home soon. setting your phone down you excitedly pad over to your closet. you bring out the box of toys, buried under a mound of clothing and untouched in god knows how long since you stopped using them a while back. suguru suited your needs so easily, you didn’t really need them.

“uhh..” you furrow your brow, shifting through the contents, “damn how much did these all cost me?” you mutter, before grabbing your old faithful vibrator.

satoru had a point, and you wonder why you never thought to do this beforehand. it’s his challenge, not yours, and you can definitely cum since he can’t. you figure the easiest way to rile suguru up, is to do the things he typically commands you to do. there’s been too many times to count where he forces you to play with yourself as he watches, entranced with your fingers pumping in and out of your hole.

quickly washing it in the bathroom sink, you settle on the bed. throwing off your bottoms, you’re always pleased by the way his shirt bunches just slightly above your hips when you spread your legs. you turn the device on hearing an old familiar purr, and you frown.

“was this thing always this loud?” you grimace, before shrugging and settling back making sure to lay on his pillow. just a few moments before he’s home, hopefully, he won’t be able to ignore this.

as you lay back, you focus on all the things you’d like for suguru to do if he were here. for starters, he loves to trail his tongue down from your belly to your clit before he dives in, rolling his tongue over your nub. you think about how he’ll tongue fuck you afterwards, his hands digging into your thighs, keeping you nice and spread.

it’s easy to get lost in your thoughts, pleasure coursing through you like the blood in your veins. you don’t hear him when he first walks in, calling out for you, too focused on the hum of the vibrator and the fantasies in your head. nor do you hear the hitch of his breath when he finally finds you, fingers deep in your cunt as you writhe and moan on the bed.

what you do hear, however, is the stomp over as he rips not only the vibrator from your hand but your wrist to ease your digits out of your cunt.

“hey!” you whine, pouting as he glares down at you.

“you fucking brat.” he hisses, but with a single peek you can see the tent in his pants as every bit of self control shatters within him.

“hm? you’re being so mean sugu,” you tilt your head, fluttering your lashes up at him.

“you know i’ve got three fucking days left and you’re gonna do this?” he shuts the vibrator off, casting it aside with a particularly angry throw.

you shrug, continuing to feign innocence, “i’ve got no clue what you’re talking about.”

“you know what i mean.”

“i really really don’t.” you continue teasing, “what’s wrong suguru? you’re so tense right now.”

he wants to stay angry, wants to go off on you since he’s so close to completion, but suguru can’t deny the way he’s been wanting you, aching for you. every morning the ice cold water rushes to meet him like an eager friend, and he’s grateful for it, sometimes nearly breaking down at the sight of your sleepy face.

that’s why he’s been distant, it’s easy to pretend you don’t see your partner if you focus on literally anything else. but man, he just can’t take it anymore. he takes your slick covered fingers and runs his tongue over them, making you squeak.

he grins, murmuring, “where’d all that bark go?” before he’s taking your lithe digits into his mouth and groaning at the taste of your juices. god, he missed this.

“what about the bet?” you inquire, trying to keep your own facade on, but your hole twitches when his tongue runs a lengthy line on your palm.

“hm? i’ve got no clue what you’re talking about,” he mocks, releasing his aching cock from its confines. embarrassingly, you involuntarily moan at the sight, mouth watering at his pretty beaded tip. “if you’re gonna act like a whore guess i should fuck you like one right?”

“so mean sugu- ah!” he gives you no warning as he slams in, your hands immediately coming up to claw at his arms. “fuck.” you hiss, jaw going lax as he sets a brutal pace.

it’s been so long since he’s felt your fluttering walls around his cock that his head is almost spinning, as his hands come around your waist to lock you in place. your voice comes out in a pretty staccato, your moans and whimpers bouncing off the walls and straight into his ears. even better is how your tits bounce with each thrust, shirt haphazardly pushed up, with your fingers dug into its fabric.

“shit, were you always this tight?” he grits, knowing he’s not going to last long, not when the drag of his cock against your velvet walls feels this good. there’s no response from you, other than the now incoherent babblings of “mhm!” and repeated “please, please, please.”s

he grins, “is my pretty baby already going dumb? you missed this cock that much?”

there’s something about geto’s voice that gets you mewling, and most likely it’s the low-timbre that echoes in your ear and fills your brain with endless haze. breathlessly you whimper out a tumble of “yes”s, before you’re clenching down around his cock, toes curling and eyes rolled.

“that’s it,” he praises, his own seed spilling into your cunt, “cum for me baby. such a good girl.” he hangs his head back, taking in deep lungfuls of air and you mirror him, sweat now sticking to your body in a light sheen.

you whimper as he pulls out, but his cock stays nice and hard as he flips you onto your stomach. “hips up,” he says, but he doesn’t let you do it yourself, instead pulling you up himself. you squeak as he pushes back into you, this time savoring the slow stretch of your walls. “we’re not done yet, we’ve got a lot of making up to do.”

“wait!” you exclaim, suddenly snapped out of your haze as you push up against him. “wait, suguru, wait!”

“what is it?” he hisses, palm pressed and impatient, ready to push between your shoulder blades to pin you against the bed.

“i need my phone,” you whine, pouting up at him.

he blinks. “for what?”

you giggle, sticking your tongue out before you speak, knowing that what comes out next means suguru is probably going to pop a vein from your antics.

“i gotta let satoru know he won.”

#NoNutNovemberCollab #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk smut #geto suguru smut #geto suguru x reader #jjk x reader #suguru geto x reader #geto suguru x you #suguru geto x you #geto smut #pibby writing #ermm ok i think thats enough for tags lol

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