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ohimsummer · 5 months

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BAD HABIT ft. BULLY! SATOSUGU

— minors dni, perverted!+bully! satosugu, uh light fluff? (mostly in the bonus?), mostly satoru x reader, fantasizing about smut (gojo), prob inaccurate college rep idc <3, pet names (princess, darling), explicit language, suggestive comments, some recording/photography, one mention of blackmail

summary; suffering exhaustion beneath a pile of college projects and exams wasn’t enough, now you’re stuck tutoring the most annoying men in the world. couldn’t hurt to take a little nap during it

wc 3.1k ??

The last few weeks have been long, nerve-wracking. It seems all your professors have co-conspired together to drop some kind of test or project, all worth a large portion of the grade and all due in the next month. Your nightly 8 hours of sleep have dwindled to a measly four, and of course, to top it all off, now your Bio Chem teacher has donned you the responsibility of tutoring Gojo and Geto indefinitely.

They had to have something to do with this, you just know it. Call it a wild hunch but there’s no way, of all the people in that class, a lot of which have higher grades than yours, that the professor would ask you to tutor Gojo and Geto. Maybe they slipped a few hundreds in the teacher’s hand or appealed to his emotions. Knowing the theatrics of Gojo, he probably gave the man big, puppy-dog eyes and crocodile tears during his fake pleas of ‘please, sir, we really want to pass this class!’.

A light knock on your door drags you out of your thoughts, followed by the familiar voice of a white-haired pest. “Knock, knock!”

You’ve been dreading 5PM since yesterday, the time they, and reluctantly you, had agreed on. Demanding they come to your dorm was akin to putting acid on your tongue, but going over to theirs like Geto’d offered would be like walking into the lion’s den.

They await you within the hall, and Gojo perks up immediately at the sight of you. He unwraps himself from Geto’s shoulders, and your suspicions that they don’t really need your knowledge only grow when you notice they’re both empty-handed, not a book or worksheet or even a flash card in sight. Though you can’t dwell on it for too long as Gojo’s immediately barging into the room.

“Princess, good to see ya!,” comes his boisterous greeting. “Nice place ya got here.” Entwined in his teasing compliment is a conniving tone; Gojo examines the various pink decor of your bedroom. “Should come by more often.”

“Negative.,” you snap with furrowed brows, terse and patience already wearing thin at Geto’s languid pace through the door.

He nears Gojo to study the photo album adorning your tack board, leaving you to prepare by getting out the needed textbooks. You ignore their childish whispers, giggles, points at the various pictures that contain you and your friends, though it causes a bout of unease to settle in your stomach. Hopping onto the tall bed, you scoot until your back’s to the wall, placing down a recently-made stack of notes and the class’s assigned textbooks. It’s a short hunt for the page you desire, somewhere lost in the middle because this professor jumped from subject to subject so often.

You clear your throat to signal it’s time to begin. “Okay. So–“

Already you’re off to a bad start as the textbook disappears from your grasp, now suspended above Gojo’s head, far out of your reach. “This looks super bo-oring!”

You spring away from the sheets, landing with a soft ‘thud’ and instantly move to crush his feet, or kick his knees in, or have him hunched over with a punch to the stomach, but your movements are halted by Geto’s sudden grasp on your waist. Head jerking to the side, you shoot him your deadliest stare, nails steadily sinking into his unfortunately clothed forearms.

“Let go.,” you bark and he doesn’t move a muscle.

“Pft. Aren’t you adorable?,” he murmurs into your neck, tone bathed in condescension. “Just relax, he’s joking.” Against your wriggling and squirming, Geto backsteps to the shiny wooden desk in your room, still clinging to your waist. “Have a seat, it’d do you some good to calm down a little.”

And before you know it, he’s descending into the cool comfort of your chair, dragging you with him to rest in his lap. Gojo slams the book shut and approaches your restrained, restless form, grinning wildly the whole time. He pushes you back to recline atop his friend, thoroughly amused at your continuous flailing. A round of delighted laughter leaves Gojo’s lips, especially at the childish kick of your legs that don’t reach the floor from your position.

“Would you let fucking go of me?,” you huff between grunts, only to be met with Geto’s thoughtful hum.

“I might when you relax.,” he finally speaks.

You twist around in Geto’s lap to jab an enraged finger at his broad chest, a disdainful scowl painted across your features. “Did you two come here to play, or did you come here to learn?”

Gojo reaches out to ruffle your hair, smirking when you slap his hand away. The book precariously wobbling on his fingertips begins to fall, caught by him at the last minute before it hits the floor. “Can’t we do a little bit of both?”

Your toes brush the rug as you scramble forward in Geto’s lap, promptly ignoring the growing hardness you feel on your behind. “If you two aren’t gonna take this seriously then get out of my room.”

Geto chuckles as Gojo heaves out a loud sigh, and holds the textbook out to you. “Fine, jeez, you’re such a little buzzkill.”

You leap up from Geto’s lap and snatch it back. “Shut the hell up and sit down.”

Tension seeps away as they obey without question. Geto claims your swiveling desk chair as Gojo flops down on the huge, pink carpet covering majority of the floor, and you settle back onto the bed, flip again to the designated page and begin going over your plans for today’s tutoring session. You can feel two pairs of eyes burning into you, but opt to just concentrate on dumbing down the material for them.

Gojo zones out immediately as you dive into the information. Ocean blue eyes catch onto the curves and dips of your body and admire the cute loungewear you have on. Snug, white shorts that hug your skin and ride up the crease of your plush thighs. He studies the curve of your ass long enough to realize he can spot pink panties barely showing through the translucent fabric. With the way you’re sitting, knees midway pulled to your chest, Gojo can see the outline of your pussy, and blood rushes to his dick as his mind goes haywire. Gojo visualizes a different scenario, one where he spikes that stupid textbook into the floor and fucks you senseless. He can imagine perfectly the look on your face as he pins you to a mattress, voice wavering through false bravado as you whine through plump lips at him to move. Complaining even though your rounded thighs are rubbing together to ease the ache of your cunt, a damp spot forming in the crotch of your shorts as Gojo peppers kisses along your neck. The view of your beautiful tits with perked nipples rubbing against his chest and driving Gojo insane until he rips the thin layers off, both the panties and shorts together to leave your glistening pussy bare for him, ready to be ravaged and abused by his cock–

“Gojo.” He hears his name, but it’s like someone calling him underwater. “Gojo.”

A sharp kick in the ribs and he’s at full attention. Geto snickers at him, still swiveling back and forward in the leather chair, and Gojo looks over to meet your sharp dagger of a glare over the textbook.

“It’d be nice if you could focus on me and not waste my time.,” you sigh in utter annoyance.

Gojo grins that boyish smile, one that makes you want slap it off his face but maybe also makes your heart stutter a tad. “Oh-ho, babe, I‘m always focused on you.”

His statement brings a warmth to your cheeks, but you’re an expert at pretending around Satoru Gojo. Rolling your eyes, you huff and backtrack on a couple paragraphs in an effort to catch him up. Less distractions for him to latch on to.

“I think I’d focus more if I wasn’t so lonely down here.,” he interrupts to sulk in your direction.

The look you give is like one a mother gives a disobeying child. “Okay? No one told you to sit down there.”

You regret the words as soon as they leave your mouth, especially since Gojo perks up at the sentence. “Oh, inviting me to sit on the throne with you, princess?”

Eyes widening in disbelief, you try to sputter out a ‘no!’, but Gojo’s already sprung up and leaping into bed next to you. “No takebacks!”

You frown, brows knitted as he gets a little too comfy, squishing your favorite stuffed animal in his arms and blinking a wide-eyed look at you. Geto eyes you two and continues slow swirls in the chair, getting slightly dizzier with each rotation, but at least he’s actually been taking in the information you’ve explained. Not that he needs your tutoring, he’s up there with you as one of the top students in this particular class. But it’s hard not to read your lips when he’s been shamelessly ogling them the past ten minutes.

Sighing in defeat, you allow Gojo to curl up next to you. It’s easy to feign his attention and he pretends to read over your shoulder, though his mind is anywhere but in this textbook. If anything, this was far worse. Being in such close proximity, your alluring scent threatens to drag him deeper into your space. Instead of focusing on your body or, you know, the material, now all Gojo can concentrate on is pinpointing the ingredients of your shampoo. It’s so familiar, right on the tip of his tongue…vanilla? Maybe, but he can also catch hints of strawberry in there somewhere. Perhaps if he was a little closer…

“Can you back off a little?,” you snap at him. “Damn, you’re almost on top of me.”

Gojo smirks. “I can be actually on top of y-“

“Anyways you two can look over this.,” you ignore his flirtatiousness and stand up to get away from him. “Since you apparently know this more than me. I don’t even get why y’all asked for tutoring if you weren’t gonna listen.”

And before Gojo can object, you teeter towards the edge of the bed, land on the soft rug, and head towards the mini fridge for a much-needed drink of water. It’s bad enough you were asked to tutor them when they clearly don’t care for it, but for them to actually come and then waste your time, too? Egregious. You have half a mind to kick both of them out and tell the professor they don’t need anyone’s damn help, much less yours.

You bend over for a cold water bottle, and in the few seconds it takes you to grab it, you swear you hear the faint sound of a camera click behind you. Quiet noises follow after, almost like they’re trying to have a conversation without you noticing, but it’s silent as you turn around to continue the lesson. They’re so fucking weird. Whatever.

Drawing near the bed, you steady a hand and make ready to hop back into place, only for a strong pair of hands to hoist you up and set you on the edge. You let out a soft ‘oh!’, sincerely taken aback, and turn to look at Gojo, who’s readjusting back into his original spot like nothing has happened.

“What?,” he asks. Something about the nonchalant upturn of his lips is different than his usual smirk. Something more genuine and less smug.

Doubt clouds your vision, tugs the corners of your lips down as you glance between him and Geto, who’s halted his endless chair twirling to give a curious tilt of his head. They eye eachother, and then you again; Geto has the smallest smile, seemingly unassuming but you’re skeptical of it nonetheless.

“Nothing.,” you decide to dismiss it because you’d only be setting yourself up for failure trying to explain why it was a problem. Besides, addressing it would only serve to fuel Gojo’s numerous efforts to throw everything off track. Maybe he was seriously just trying to help. Fine, no big deal.

You awkwardly flounder backwards, making sure to put a few more inches of space between you and Gojo. All to no avail since the second you settle your laptop upon your bare thighs, he instantly closes the gap. The radiating heat of his body sends warmth throughout your skin, exhaustion catching up to pierce through your bones, and you find yourself wanting to swaddle up within blankets and go to sleep.

“The professor has a few study guides on the website.,” you yawn, keys clicking beneath your fingers until the aforementioned pdf file is loading down the screen. “Hundreds of questions but a lot of this stuff will be on the final, so it’d be helpful to study it all.”

Your eyelids flutter, and next is Gojo’s low voice in your ear. “Tired, princess? I thought you were supposed to be teaching us.”

His warm breath raises goosebumps on your skin, and you suddenly notice how cold this room is. “Fuck off.,” you mutter, shortly followed up by both their chuckling.

“Told you to relax.,” Geto voices in the most ‘told ya so’ tone ever. “Get some rest, we can take it from here, and we’ll wake you if we need something.”

It’s a bad idea, you know it’s a bad idea, but…you can’t help succumbing to a little nap. The past several days have worn you thin, and despite not trusting these two to find a drunk in a bar, let alone have unsupervised access to your room, the promise of a little sleep is tempting. You are exhausted so, against your better judgement, you bank on the fact that they have the potential of grown, mature men who won’t get up to something nefarious while you rest your eyes for a little. Surely it couldn’t hurt to put the slightest amount of trust in them, and you allow your vision to fade.

During your catnap, you have the poor luck to dream of school. Studying, finals, projects, classes, anything related to college, you conjured up an even more miserable version of it in your dream state. Though in one dream you cuddle that stuffed animal Satoru grabbed from your bed, so that’s a plus. In the dream it’s warm, snuggly, fuzzy. You smother it in your arms, bury your face into it to inhale the smell of it, a scent you’re infatuated with. You vaguely recognize it in your sleep, it smells so much like…

You awake to the jostling of your shoulders. Someone, two people actually, are talking, maybe to you? What are your whereabouts, actually?

“Ah, there she is!” The familiar voice sounds vague and foggy, loud but far away. “Have a good nap, princess?”

Harsh light beams into your eyes, tampering with the return of your sight. You hover a hand over your forehead to shield your face, peering around in a hope to get your bearings.

“I think she’s still half-asleep.,” another voice whispers, and then says louder, “Take your time, darling.”

Everything is bleary, but you can just make out the details of your room. There’s your fridge over on the opposite wall, the lamp on your desk, speaking of which, who’s in your chair? You start to sit up, wondering in the back of your mind when you laid down to begin with, utterly bewildered when you feel something, a hand, firm and warm on the bare skin of your hip. Pink bedsheets, white dorm walls, your legs, someone else’s legs stretched out beside yours…A chuckle rings somewhere to your right as you gape at these seemingly disembodied legs. Your gaze trails up to see they’re attached to a waist, a chest, a pair of arms, and then your eyes fall on the face.

“G–!”, you hesitate, stumbling backwards away from Gojo who laughs maniacally. “Get off me, Gojo!”

He scoffs, Geto huffs a laugh somewhere in the room. “You were the one laying all up under me, actually.”

“I was not!”

“You so were,” he argues, giddiness in his voice. “You were allll over me, baby. Hugging my arm, rubbing my chest, all of it. Wanna see the video?”

You gasp out, “Vi–? Video?”

Gojo fiddles around on his phone. “Yeah, check it out, sweet cheeks!”

He holds the phone out to you, and a large, empty feeling plummets to the bottom of your stomach. You, spooning him, a betraying smile spread on your lips as you nuzzle Gojo’s chest, completely oblivious to your surroundings. His hand snaked around your waist, fingers occasionally playing with the hem of your shirt or ducking beneath to pinch your hips. You whine when he does so, and in the video you see the stutter of his body, hear traces of his quiet laughter. The phone currently shakes in Gojo’s grasp from his endless giggling.

“Delete it!,” you stammer in complete disbelief. “Pervert!”

“Pervert?,” Gojo repeats your accusation. “You’re the one feeling me up in the video!”

“Get y’all’s asses out of my room!,” you shout at them, leaping to the floor to immediately escort them out. “Both of you, now!”

Gojo glares, huffs, and does his signature pout, all the while Geto chuckles hysterically behind his palm. “How rude of my tutor to kick me out after falling asleep during the session on top of trying to seduce me!”

Geto chimes in before you can tell his friend to shut the fuck up. “Surely you can spare a few minutes to make up for that time?”

“No.,” you say bluntly. “Out.”

You watch in disapproval as they grab their things, foot tapping impatiently the whole time as you hold the door wide open for them to leave through. They take their time, eventually prompting you to just start shoving them out into the hall.

“So, same time tomorrow?,” Geto teases, stumbling through the doorway.

You grimace, giving them both a last push out of your room. “Absolutely not-“

“And get some rest too, while you’re at it.,” Gojo bids you farewell with one last aggravating comment.

“Whatever.,” and you slam the door in their faces, Satoru poking his tongue out at you with a wink.

bonus!

— It’s the early hours of the morning. Geto has long since passed out, but Satoru can’t seem to get a wink of sleep. The video replays in his mind, and he tries desperately to imagine the sensation of your body laying against him. No teasing, no sex, no filthy, perverted thoughts. Just the feeling of your head on his chest again, limbs haphazardly wrapped around him. The even sounds of your breathing, warm breath brushing over his collar. Such an adorable, peaceful look on your face when you’re not glaring at him and spouting insults in a rage. Yeah, he told Geto he was taking pictures and a video as some kind of future blackmail, but, truth be told, Satoru really just wanted them all for himself.

#bully!satosugu #gojo x reader #satoru gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #jjk x reader #satoru x reader #satosugu x reader

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smutzslxt · 4 months

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I WANT YOU TO TOUCH ME THERE| S.Gojo x fem!reader

ꨄSynopsis:Everyone thought that Satoru Gojo was a good looking man with a flawless personality ,but you knew that wasn’t true.That man hates you and you don’t even know why, but you are about to find out.

ꨄpairing: Bully!Satoru x popular-fem!reader

ꨄWC: 2001

ꨄrated: mature ,18+,mdni

ꨄCW: Heavy smut, dom!fem!reader x sub!gojo, dick riding, characters are 18+,p in v,semi public sex (in a changing room),pet names (Angel,good boy,Whore), getting caught.

ꨄA/N :we all love submissive satoru, right?

Whenever people tell you how great Satoru Gojo is , you just roll your eyes. Nothing was great about this idiot maybe he looked good, but he was an ignorant, eogoistic asshole.

You didn’t like him, but don’t worry, the feeling is mutual. Whenever your eyes meet each other, they shine full of hatred that you had for each other.

Whenever he had the opportunity, he embarrassed you, he ‘accidentally’ spills his drink over your white blouse, he bumps into you whenever he had a chance and the worst…he spreads rumors about you.

These rumors endangered your popularity rank. Every time you enter school there are new rumors about you.” Have you heard it, people say she got fingered by someone in class”

What nonsense, you thought when you walked through the hallway. Every time you walked past people, they started whispering.” People say she has given someone a blowjob in the toilet a week ago”

Your eyes found those of the students who were 1-2 younger than you.So how dare these nobodies to talk about you this way.

“Do you have anything to tell me?” You said when you put yourself in front of the anxious girl. She looked at her friend who seemed just as intimidated as she was. How pathetic.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered and didn’t even dare to look at you. “Who do you think you are to spread rumours about me“Again and again you were in the same situation.

People talk about you ,behind your back, and then they don’t even dare to open their mouths in front you. Your hands clenched into fists as you felt all the looks of other students on you.

“Who told you this stupid rumor?” It was actually already clear who it was. You just wanted to hear it from her mouth. The other rumors were more harmless but to tell around that you were fingered in class or that you have given someone a blowjob in the school toilet simply crosses the line.

“A boy from the upper class he has white hair and blue eyes”Satoru Gojo this stupid jerk. Anger spread in your body and a layer of goose bumps formed on your skin when you imagined what you are going to do with this blue-eyed motherfucker now.

“If I find out again that you’re telling rumors about me again, it gets very unpleasant between us, do you understand?” The hasty nod of the intimidated girl was like a start signal for you.

You sprint along the hallway in search of the boy who called himself the strongest. The anticipation of hurting his big ego caused the corners of your mouth to rise.

A loud ringing sounded through the corridors and then you finally saw something - or rather someone who could help you find your prey.

“Suguru” you shouted loudly through the brightly lit room. Like on command, he turned in your direction, just like other students who looked at you questionably but that didn’t interest you at all right now.

With a quick step, you walked towards your bully’s best friend and stood right in front of him.You skillfully ignored personal space at the moment you stood on your toes to be on an equal footing with him.

“Is there anyone else inside?” You asked and pointed your thumb at the changing room.” Only Satoru, but I had no more nerves to sit in there while he looks at himself in the mirror”

An insidious grin formed on your face. The success of finally standing up to him was so close you could feel it.” I’m going for a smoke and waiting for the idiot, do you want to keep me company for so long?”

In contrast to Gojo, Suguru was always nice to you, sometimes you even spent time together but you were disturbed by Satoru every time.

You don’t really know what happened, but you also got along well, but at some point he just started to hate you and you just couldn’t find out the reason why he did.

“I still have to do something”Geto nodded and said goodbye to you.” See you tomorrow,” he said and waved one last time before he made his way to the exit.

Your eyes searched through the hallway and when you didn’t see anyone, you opened the door to the changing rooms and huried in.

“What the hell” you heard a very well-known voice whispering behind you when you quietly closed the door behind you. “What are you doing here?” The white-haired egoist asked you as your eyes stared at each other.

To think about standing up to Satoru and then really putting it into action is a very big difference ,you just realised.

“You’re treating me like shit,” you finally said and looked at him bitterly. “I was still okay with you spilling your drink on me or bump into me whenever you had the chance but you crossed the border by spreading these horrible rumors about me” Without really thinking about your words, they flooded out of your mouth in the second you met his pissed look.

“How do you know that was me?” He spoke in a deep voice and drove through his hair with his hand while he rolled his eyes like he was annoyed.” It’s obvious, besides, I was told that you are the one who spread these rumours”

Cristal blue eyes looked down at you as he took a few steps towards you.” Well you are right it was me, what do you want to about it?” He stood right in front of you when he asked you this question.

“Why are you doing this” you felt intimidated by him at the moment and the many feelings that fought in your body did not exactly make it easier for you in this situation.

“Because I hate you” he put his hands on the door behind you right next to your head, which made it impossible to escape now.

“The feeling is mutual” you don’t know what exactly had happened but in the second when the last word rolled over your lips you felt a soft lips pressing hard on yours. You needed time to realize that Satoru Gojo was kissing you.

You don’t return the kiss - no, on the contrary, you push him away from you and you could feel how his ego was hurt, but this only strengthened yours.

Confidently, you took a step towards him and stood on your toes.” You say you hate me and the next moment you kiss me, that confuses me a little” your nose tip touched his and you could feel his deep breath on your lips.

Your hands laid on his shoulders when you pushed him back so that he sat on the bench behind him. You don’t waste a second and immediately sit on his lap.

“How much do you hate me, Satoru?” You whisper against his lips when your hips began to roll against his. The hardness that formed in his pants does not go unnoticed, just like the wetness in your thong.

“Every time I see you I want to embarrass you in front of everyone, I want everyone to hate you so that you don’t have anyone-“ a soft moan escaped his mouth before he could finish talking.

“Except-“ you could feel how he pressed his cock more and more against your clit, which made you lean your head back and moan hardly audibly.

“Me” when you heard that, you stopped moving your hip, which made your clit throb. Your shocked expression made him talk again.

“I don’t want you to need anyone else but me” it could have sounded like a love confession, but for you it didn’t. To you it sounded like he wanted to own you as if you were just an object.

“You are an idiot” you put your hand on his belt and removed it from his pants,you dropped it on the floor next to you and the same happened to his pants until he was only in shorts and a shirt.

When you got up from his lap, he was about to pull you back on it, but you slapped his hands away.” can’t you wait a second,” you said annoyed.

He didn’t know what you were doing until he saw from the corner of his eye how the skirt you had on fell on the floor. When his eyes lingered on your red thong, you began to grin wide.

“I can’t believe it” you laughed out loud as you took off your thong.”I’m about to fuck with you” it felt like you were just given a trophy when you saw Satoru’s needy expression.

Without really thinking about it, Satoru took off his shorts and let them rest with the rest of your clothes. Your eyes were wide when you saw how long his cock was. At least 9 inches and thick, you wondered if your hand would fit completely around it.

“Actually, I thought guy’s with a big ego had a small cock but Satoru you surprised me once again ” you sit on his lap and rub your wet pussy against his hard dick.

When you positioned yourself over his cock, you felt his hands stop you. “I should-“ you knew what he wanted, but you wouldn’t let him.

Your hand laid on Gojo’s cheek when you said your next words.” You tell everyone that I am a slut, then let me show you what kind of slut I am”

His hands stayed on your hip as his tip ,with pre cum over it,entered your pussy. You were on the pill so a condom was not necessary.” If I already had as many cocks in me as you tell everyone, then you don’t have to prepare me.” You let yourself sink more and more until he was half inside you.

The unpleasant burning feeling made you bite your lip hard. It would have been a better idea if he had prepared you beforehand, but you didn’t want to give him this triumph.

Satoru’s fingers kneaded your ass as you took more of his cock into you. His breath became faster and he closed his eyes as he enjoyed the feeling of your tight pussy.

“What a whore you are, you look like you are fighting the urge not to cum right now” Your fingers stroked his cheek which made him open his eyes and look at you.

Like a queen on her throne, you sat on him and after you had finally took all 9 inches of his cock into you, you began to move your hip.

Satoru’s hands helped you ride him.He starts hissing when he felt you get tighter the moment your brought down your hand to rub your thumb against your clit.

You start to move your hips slowly, finding the perfect rhythm and pace. The way your warm walls contract around him and suck him in made him lean his head against the wall behind him and moan out.You weren’t better whenever he reached your g-spot you were screaming- not even caring about the people that could hear you.

“Be a good boy and cum inside me”you said and the second he felt that he was about to cum he connected your mouth with his.Thrusting inside you from below in a fast pace.He’s totally ignoring your rhythm and starts fucking you like you are his right hand.

“Fuck Angel”he whispered in between the kiss and groaned loud.The moment you felt his hot cum covering your walls, it made you cum as well.You two were moaning messes.While Satoru was still thrusting his dick inside you from below ,your pussy milked him dry.

“That’s a shock”the both of you looked towards the door and saw Suguru standing there with a big smile on his face.

“Why didn’t you both ask me to join?”

#satoru x reader #suguru x reader #satosugu smut #gojo smut #satoru smut #suguru smut #suguru geto #satoru gojo #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu geto #jujutsu gojo #gojo x reader #geto x reader #jjk #gojo x you #gojo x y/n #bully satosugu #gojou satoru x reader

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yolelejiju · 1 month

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TW /CW : food play, cum eating, sexual harassment, somno, consorts, oblivious reader

Dead dove ish

Bully! Satoru and Suguru sending you a link to a photo album that’s just filled with pictures of times……

they’ve graffitied you with their cum on you while you were oblivious.

Some photos have your sleep face covered with white streaks of cum, others even daringly are times you weren’t paying attention at the library or in study hall and they took it upon themselves to stand behind you, jerking themselves off, shooting cum down the back of your jacket or into your hair.

The most disturbing photo in the album for you was the one where you one of their cocks dripping cum into your lunch.

For the most part you felt sick to your stomach, but in the back of you felt slightly honored to capture the attention of the most popular boys you know.

Thank you for reading!

Send me your ideas and I’ll possibly respond when I hear the time to

#jujutsu kaisen smut #tw.somnophilia #gojo satoru smut #tw.noncon #geto suguru smut #geto suguru x reader #bully satosugu #tw.yandere #tw.dark content #tw noncon #tw.foodplay #tw.cumsharking #tw.cumtagging #dead dove fic

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wishiknewwhatiwasdoingwithmylife · 4 months

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Shoko „who after a long sloppy make out session holds her cig to your mouth and makes you inhale it but laughs cockily when you get into a coughing fit and coyly says ‘aww poor baby, you take Gojo and Getou at the same time, on both ends but can’t handle a ‘lil cig’ and takes pitty on her pretty baby and kisses it all better again” Ieiri

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cupidscrule · 18 days

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sooo if u could do bullysatosugu x fem!reader u would do me a biiiiiiggg favorrr and thak youuu

PUPPY BABY !

BULLY!Satosugu× afab!reader (no prns r used)

WARNINGS - light bondage, mean Satoru and suguru, slight non con? Reader doesn't explicitly consent but it's Implied, au where suguru isn't a cult leader, p in v, forced blow job, marking, reader gags on their panties

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You were their victim, all throughout highschool and now as a teacher. Still their victim, even though you three had grown up that didn't stop them, Satoru. Suguru.

Fucken assholes, calling you names, making fun of how you look, talked, anuthin' they could.

It was miserable, you couldn't do anything against them either way so it was pointless, the only reasonable person in your life was Shoko

"I swear I'm gonna kill them." You mutter to her dramatically falling back onto her bed, "I know they're annoying " she replies glam in over at you, she was the only person you could TALK to. At least she was always there as a buffer between you and the bastards, always let you rant and scream with her.

They never fucked around with Shoko though, no idea why they won't respect you but they will her.

"I'm so tireddd" you groan leaning back in the empty classroom, your students were currently out on a mission, probobly not dead. Shoko was off doing god knows what and, well there was Gojo and Geto. Honestly it was a pretty good day, they weren't around you; they were doing their own thing. Meaning you get peace and quiet. Which is rare.

"Hey y/n! What's up" the way too familiar voice echos, sound of the creaking door opening. Standing in the doorway the men.

"The hell do you want" you murmmer looking over at them, eyes halflided looking both grosed out and annoyed. Typical reaction to seeing those dicks.

"You looked lonely, thought we'd stop by" suguru said causally, shrugging his shoulders.

"Whatever bullshit your up to, I don't care" you say plainly, to your dismay they don't leave though. Coming up closer to you, Satoru talking about random shit, suguru just looking over at you. You were leaning on one of the old desks, too tired to be bothered to get rid of the pests

Satoru coming up beside you pulling on your hair harshly, slightly whimper comes from your lips

"Oh fuck sugu~ hear that" the white haired one says smirking like a cunt

Pulling away from him, standing a few feet away from them. "Fucken' whore" he whispers small laugh coming from him

" 'toru aren't you being a bit mean to the poor thing?" Geto hums, hands in his pockets. Eyes lingering on the display infront of him

"Nah shes not crying it's fine!! Sugu don't be such a downer " Satoru says fake frown on his dumb little face. Looking back over at you his hand going to grab your face, only to be stopped by you slapping it away

"Don't touch me." You say short, teeth gritting

"Bitch oh you're gonna regret that" he glaring at you, roughly grabbing onto your shoulders pushing you firmly against the wall, his grip tight, nails digging into your soft skin though the fabric of your uniform

Before briefly releasing you, shoving you down. Honestly you're kinda shocked, shocked that he thinks he can just get away with this. But of course it doesn't even MATTTER suguru's standing beside the cunt. They both have a devilsh look on their eyes which made you shudder, brows furrowed at them

"Yknow I've- fuck always been more a dog person"

Fucking humiliation is all you felt, they had you on your knees. Hands held behind your back, gagging on Satoru, even worse was your soaked panties, the fact you were getting off on this

Suguru sat on a chair behind you, holding your wrists firmly, while you were buried between satorus legs, his hand held on your hair gripping it and fucking your sore throat. Only sloppy moans came from you, tears in your eyes

"Shit you crying? What happened to tellin us to fuck off ?" Suguru laughs, using his free hand to rub the tears off your face.

"Mmf- don't even have a gag reflex you really are - fuck a slut huh?" Satoru says, forcing you to take his whole length, feeling his seed seep into your throat.

He pulls out, still semi hard dick in his hand "swallow." He said, watching you, a teary pretty little mess choke it down, face all red.

"Better listen hunny" suguru mutters patting the side of your cheek, you would almost think it was endearing if it wasn't for your situation.

No matter how much you tried you just couldn't make a coherent sentence, just babbles of cuss words.

"F-fuck y- you-"'

"Use your words" suguru says again in that sickly sweet tone

Satoru still up in front of you, looking down at you as if you're a bug.

"I h- hiccup hate- you. " Only words to come out of your mouth, wasn't really what they wanted to hear but it was something !

Suguru letting go of your wrists , releasing you, thighs were pressed together , dribbles of cum coming down from your chin with still teary eyes, awe it made satorus heart melt. For a moment he almost wanted to take away all the pain you were in, but then you wouldn't be crying so what's the fun in that?

"I'll take care of you hm? Alright hunny?" Suguru says, picking you up, bending your down, stomach down and ass up on the cold desk you were sitting on, you still had all your clothes on. Well despite your shirt being ever so slightly unbuttoned. Suguru with ease pulled down your sweats, your white lacey panties soaked, small giggle comes from Satoru after seein' that

"I was just jokin' damn, slutty one aren't ya?"

Suguru gently pulling them off, handing them to Satoru who proceeds to jam them in your mouth, making you taste your own filth, hearing suguru unbutton his pants, running his dick on your slit making muffled moans escape from you

Bullying his dick into your right hole, soft groans is all that's heard in the room, suguru has your legs resting on his hips while he digs into you.

Hands digging into your ass, earning small whines from you

His pace wasn't as bad at Satorus, still sore though. Till eventual you can feel him slowdown chasing his high, pulling close into you and cumming inside, hands still gripped onto your ass making small red marks.

"Cries too much" Satoru says pushing you over onto suguru

"Satoru, be nice they've been through enough ~"

"Mfm-sore- hurt" you whine snuggling closer to them

Huh, maybe they aren't so bad.

PT 2 CHAT?1!!1

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niinnyu · 11 months

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Teenagers amiright?

Bonus!

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midkarma · 1 year

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bully satosugu is hell to deal with, but it gets so much worse when someone else tries to give you attention

their bullying has progressed into more… possessiveness. they’re still mean, they love to see you cry, but now they need you around them at all times. dragging you around campus by your waist, always keeping hands on your hips or shoulders. you don’t have any friends outside of them. not that you’d call them “friends”

but when you’re alone, you’re approached by a male classmate, asking for your number. you blush as he tells you that he’d like to take you to coffee sometime, if it was okay with you. he seemed sweet and caring. but there was a problem. gojo and geto would be pissed if they found out this guy ever talked to you. you thought for a moment, why should i let them control everything i do? i’m allowed to make my own choices. i’ll just be careful.

so you are careful. you take his number and agree to coffee, you set his name as “girl from bio” in your phone so that the boys won’t think anything of it. they don’t believe you’d have any real friends, so you don’t put a real name on the contact.

for a while your plan works. you see the boy about every week, usually in the morning to get coffee. you don’t let him walk you to your classes, but you two text a lot. you decided to get a little bolder though.

you agreed to get dinner with him at a nicer restaurant about a month after you started hanging out. as you’re in the shower getting ready, you don’t hear the texts to your phone, or the calls, or the banging on your apartment door. your roommate isn’t home to get it, but that’s okay. they let themselves in.

you go on about your routine, getting almost fully ready without leaving your room or the bathroom connected to it. it’s not until you need to grab some shoes from your roommate’s room that you notice their presence. a whistle calls your attention to the couch, where geto sits. he looks you up and down, like you’re a piece of meat.

“you’re looking awfully nice, dear. what’s the occasion?” your face falls at his words. you’re fucked.

“going out with… the girl from bio. we’re going to get some dinner.” you quietly respond, already knowing the lie won’t land.

gojo stands from where he’s sitting at the breakfast bar, and walks over to you. he stares you down, smirking, and tugs at the hem of your dress. his hands trail up, and he tightens the straps, as they were falling down. “you and i both know that’s not true, angel. why don’t you tell us what you’re really doing?”

you can’t deny them. you break and quietly tell the truth, “i’m going to see a guy from class… we’re going to dinner. together.” you can feel tears well in your eyes. why do they have to ruin everything?

“really now? dinner? when did you meet this guy?” geto stands before you now, having left his seat on the couch.

“a month and a half ago.”

“a whole month? you managed to hide this loser for a whole month?” gojo laughs in your face, humorlessly. “oh doll, you’re screwed.”

dinner plans are cancelled that night, and the next time you see that guy, about a week later, he’s sporting an almost-healed black eye and a few broken fingers. he doesn’t look at you.

probably because geto and gojo are on your left and right, their hands on your waist.

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bluwurld · 2 years

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MEAN & MEANER

Prev — next

Pairing : bully!satosugu x fem reader

Tags — dubcon, threesome, noncon filming, face fucking, fingering, cunnilingus, public sex, forced orgasms, dacryphilia, overstim.

Word count : 2k

You were studying in the library, well, more like hiding out, wouldn’t even dare think about heading back to your dorm room, afraid that you’d find gojo and geto waiting for you once again. After all, all they had to do was flash your roommate their usual cocky smiles and she’d happily let them invade the privacy of your room, without ever even realizing it. That’s how most people were with them, going far and beyond if it meant being in their presence, anything for a speck of their attention.

You tried distracting yourself by skimming a few pages ahead, trying to find a digestible section. The crisp sound of turning pages filling the expanse, It was always so quiet and empty in this particular section of the vast, campus library, you liked it. Finding solace in getting away from the rest of the world for a little bit, of course everyone but the two men you always ended up at the mercy of.

Satoru towered over your small frame, you were so absorbed in the book you were reading you didn’t notice his presence until the volume was effortlessly ripped from you.

And you knew it was only about to get worse once your eyes met with gojo’s darkened blue ones.

“G-Gojo”

“C’mon now” he grinned, words laced with spite, “we’re close enough, call me Satoru.”

You shrank in your chair, not having expected him to come looking for you, never mind in the library, but you should’ve known better, you’d been down this road multiple times before, he wasn’t one to simply take no as an answer.

“I don’t appreciate disobedience sweetheart, and that’s twice in the same day.”

“Don’t be so mean to her.” Your attention shifted to Geto, who had been leaning against the bookshelf behind you, he slammed his own book shut and gave you his usual sultry smile once you looked his way.

“Fine” Gojo smirked, “you deal with her then.” Occupying the seat opposite to yours, promptly relaxing into it.

In comparison, Geto had always been much nicer to you, maybe you could get away with your actions just this once. You released a breath you hadn’t realized you’d been holding, trying ro settle the anxiety bubbling in the pit of your stomach.

“Were you studying?” Geto leaned over your shoulder, planting both his hands either sides of your chair. You could feel his warm breath against your neck when he spoke.

“yes” you mumbled, immediately coming to the realization that his calm demeanor was somehow even more bone-chilling than gojo’s malicious one. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking at all. But surely that wouldn’t mean that he’s anywhere near as mean as Satoru? Sure he’d let his best friend have his way with you but he wouldn’t put you through the same torment? Right?

“Get up for me pretty girl.”

“W-What?”

He didn’t repeat himself, just waited for you patiently, the slight smile he seemingly always wore never once faltering. Still, as obedient as you are, you did as asked and stood up, tentative and stiff.

He rested one of his hands at your waist, the other slithering it’s way to the back of your neck, and within seconds you found yourself bent over the table.

“W-Wait- what are y-“ you wriggled and writhed, earning a rough spank. The unexpected hit making you yelp and even catching Gojo off guard “Stay still for me.”

“Why don’t we help you study. Satoru?”

“Yeah?”

“Help her read.” He tossed your long forgotten book at Gojo. “Page 106, section C. Isn’t that right?” You nodded, surprised he had even known which page you’d been on.

Gojo flipped to said page, holding the book for you to be able to see.

“Go on pretty girl, read.” You could hear the smirk Suguru’s deep voice, it had an undeniable allure to it.

“Please don’t” you pleaded, not wanting to be in this predicament at all. Instead of letting you go like you’d so desperately hoped, Geto just bunched your skirt up to your waist, revealing the cute panties underneath, ”no! please, I’m sorry i-” He pressed himself into your plump ass.

“Read.” You whimpered, doing exactly as instructed, although in broken sentences.

“Don’t be mean to her my ass” Gojo chuckled, “you’re an even bigger dick than I am.”

“You give me too much credit, keep reading my love.” He stroked your hair, there was something so offsetting about the way Geto was treating you, with his loving strokes and honeyed words, upon first assessment they would even be mistaken as one being sweet and kind, but the way they made you feel so very helpless against him implied otherwise. He had you exactly where he wanted you, how he wanted you, whether you liked it or not.

You felt Geto pull your panties aside, his nimble fingers teasing your bare slit, the sudden sensation made you jump. You wriggled your hips in a futile attempt to get away from him, but it only egged him on, only made it look like you were rubbing up against him, asking for more.

“Suguru” you whined.

“Hm?”

“Really? He gets all that without even asking and all I ever get is your annoying begging.” Satoru mocked, clearly wanting a piece of your attention as well.

“pl-please, you can’t-we’re in the library.”

“I know my love, which is why you shouldn’t stop reading.” He cooed, slowly slipping one of his fingers inside you. “You came to the library because you wanted to study right?”

You nodded frantically, while he pumped his finger in and out, you were so tight around him. It was almost too much already.

You bit into your lower lip, holding back a whimper at the feeling of him easing another finger inside, once he thought you were wet enough to take it. Scissoring and stretching you out with his long fingers hurt, you weren’t used to being touched by anyone but yourself but something about him made you want to be good for him. Because he was being nice to you. Right? So gentle. It almost made you forget that you didn’t want it.

So quick to reach spots your small dainty fingers never managed to, teasing and prodding, making you mewl under him so very easily. Rosy cheek pressed against the wooden table, mouth parted and eyes droopy.

“God she looks so hot”

You looked up only to be met with Gojo pumping his cock to the sight of you. And all you could do was squeal and let out cute little moans, already fucked out on Suguru’s fingers.

“You’re missing out Suguru, little slut’s such a pretty sight.”

“I know, the prettiest. Do me a favor?”

“Yeah what-“ They exchanged knowing glances “oh-oh.”

Satoru grabbed his phone, a mischievous grin tugging on his lips, “smile for the camera slut.”

At first it didn’t even register to you that you were being filmed, not until Geto grabbed your jaw and made you look at Gojo.

“There we go.”

“N-no! Don’t” It was no use thrashing around, you knew that, so you resorted to trying and shielding your face with your hands, but even that comfort was ripped away from you, “ah ah ah, no hiding my love.” Suguru grabbed both your arms and easily pinned them behind your back, holding them there while his other hand proceeded to toy with your pretty cunt. It was humiliating.

“Open wide princess.” Satoru brought his cock upto your lips. You tried protesting again, only for him to use the opportunity to fill your mouth, groaning while you gagged.

“Fuck.”

“gonna cum for me sweet thing?” Suguru teased your unattended clit, so swollen and sensitive. “That’s it.”

“So good fuck, there they are, those tears. So pretty.” Satoru said between thrusts, grabbing your face and squishing it, bringing his phone closer to get a better view your pitiful face. “Such a whore, you like getting fucked in the library huh?”

“Shh, it’s okay.” You were so torn, so confused and overwhelmed, didn’t know what to feel, with the contrast of both their treatments towards you. “It’s not your fault my love, you just can’t help but feel good, it’s okay to cum.”

“Yeah, cum for us.”

Your gummy walls tightened, fluttering around Suguru’s fingers, thighs trembling while you came, your mouth hung open, free for Satoru to use as he pleased while you moaned around his cock, coming down from your high.

“Fuck, gonna cum. Where do you want it princess?”

You would’ve answered if you could, if you weren’t dealing with the way Suguru kept circling your sore clit even after you’d come so hard. Overstimulating you to tears, making it impossible to try and get him to please stop, you couldn’t speak, couldn’t move with him still holding you down. All you could do was cry.

Satoru put his phone down, setting it up on the table in a way that ensured he’d still be able to take advantage of your little predicament. Both of his hands now holding your head still, his thrusts becoming erratic.

“Such a good fucking girl, gonna take all my cum yeah?” He threw his head back, globs of his hot cum hitting the back of your throat.

“Fuck.” He panted, pulling out. “Swallow, c’mon, don’t wanna make a mess all over this desk now do you?”

And you did, just so you could speak again, despite the way it made your throat hurt.

“Pl-Please! I’m, I can’t, m’sorry- promise! i won’t do it again.” You hiccuped, begging them to let you go, you’d learned your lesson, wouldn’t dare avoid them ever again.

“Shh my sweet, just one more time, you can do it right? Cum again for me?”

“Nonono please s’too much.” You cried.

“Suguru, i think there’s other students here, let’s stop for now.”

You froze, feeling your heart drop at the sounds of people chatting right around the corner, seemingly way too close for comfort, the idea of someone seeing you in this position made your stomach churn.

“You heard him sweetheart, you don’t want anyone else to see you like this, do you?”

Suguru flipped you on your back, finally being able to take in the beautiful view in front of him, your makeup all smeared, fluffy hair all over the place. Crying and shivering under him. You looked perfect, shaking your head no, no you didn’t want people to see you like this.

“better cum quick then.”

He settled between your jellied legs, placing them over his broad shoulders and burying his face between your soft thighs, holding you by the hips.

“Wait-ahh”

Tongue lapping at your juices, all the way from your pussy to your swollen clit.

“Oh for fuck’s sake Sugu.” Gojo mumbled, clamping his hand over your mouth to stop you from making too much noise. As rough as he was with you, in that moment you found yourself being thankful for the gesture.

Your small hands subconsciously found their way into Suguru’s long hair, gripping onto the silky locks, not sure if you were trying to pull him off you or push his face further in, grind yourself into it. It made him groan, he continued tongue fucking you, the pad of his thumb hovering over your small nub so threateningly.

“Do you wanna go back to your room now my love?” He spoke, greedy mouth still latched onto your cunt.

Satoru laughed at your enthusiastic nods. You were so close.

All Geto had to do was give your clit a gentle suck and you were gushing all over his face. Back arching off the table, your knuckles turning white with how hard you gripped onto his hair while you came for the second time in the last 10 minutes.

You almost passed out due to the intensity of your orgasm.

“Good girl, that’s it, such a pretty girl.”

“Finally, now let’s get the fuck outta here?”

Gojo rolled his eyes at Geto, who was now bending down to kiss you so sweet, you could taste yourself on his lips even through the haze, kissing him back.

“Of course, but I’ve yet to punish her for earlier.”

You let out a soft whine, feeble hands pushing at his marble-like chest, there couldn’t possibly be more right? You thought he was satisfied. If all of that wasn’t part of his punishment then what was?

You weren’t even sure you wanted to find out but despite your horror, Geto reached inside the pocket of his pants, pulling out- unbeknownst to you- a bullet vibrator.

“Lets get back to your room first, you’d like that right?”

If it wasn’t obvious to you right now, it wouldn’t be long until you found out who’s really the meaner friend.

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system-of-avalon · 3 months

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🩷: I LOVE LOVE LOVE the SatoSugu/Reader bully dynamic,

specially when they make Satoru the asshole who does whatever he wants just 'cuz he can. The mean piece of shit who doesn't care about your personal boundaries and what it makes him look like, because he's that untouchable. He could very well tell everyone what he's doing to you in the middle of the fucking hallway, and no one would step in cuz he's the Satoru Gojo, you know? Even teachers know not to mess with him.

And Suguru the one who appears all smiles and crude remarks but nothing else, the harmless comments and condescending attitude that you can't figure out if it's just you overthinking or he's actually being nice to you. But get on his nerves and you'll see. Oh boy let him catch you alone. He has status, of course, but he's not Satoru, so you could ruin his reputation if you liked; try it, though. Tell on him and he'll make sure to ruin you in ways you never thought possible.

#with love - a 🩷#satoru gojo x reader #suguru geto x reader #satosugu x reader #jjk x reader #bully satosugu #a🩷 archive

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ohimsummer · 5 months

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✎ . . .PRETTY, PINK LACE

— minors dni, bully! satosugu again……🧎‍♀️, gojo and geto (especially gojo) being gross little pervs, mentions of recording, masturbating, aftermath of this

The walk to class is strangely serene. You make it there with no headaches, no teasing, no interruptions, and no distractions. A soft breeze of the wind cools you off, and all that fills your ears is the idle chatter of other nearby students and the crunch of fallen leaves beneath your shoes. The occasional peer from one of your classes waves at you, says a quick greeting as you make your way across campus. It puts you at ease, just having a normal day. This is what life is like without Satoru Gojo.

Of course you’re not really free of him. He’d never leave you alone, you’re simply unaware of his presence. Besides a faint whiff of his cologne, you haven’t actually seen Gojo all day. It’s peculiar, really, though you’re not going to complain, but rather enjoy his lack of presence for the time being. You blink up at the sky, at the lovely, fluffy clouds slowly traveling through the air, and you truly feel at peace for the first time in a while. If you studied your surroundings just a tad bit harder, you’d know he and Geto were still hovering nearby.

Both men eye your pretty, oblivious self. Look at you, wandering without a care in the world, basking in the warm sunlight gleaming off your skin. Gojo doesn’t think he’s ever seen you so tranquil, and he has half a mind to ruin it for you. But what they had planned would be so much worse.

You came and retrieved your bra from them the very next day under some pathetic, muttered excuse, snatching it from Geto and quickly retreating from their presence. Cute. The thought of letting them keep it crossed your mind on more than one occasion, but letting it stay in their possession felt like you’d be miserably losing some kind of game. Originally, after getting it back, it was going in the trash because you simply couldn’t stand the idea of wearing something tarnished by their awful presence. But you loved this bra and the matching panties that went with it, plus it was a rather expensive set so…fuck it, you end up just tossing it in the wash and wearing it the day after.

And Gojo’s just giddy at the thought of the tainted lace over your soft tits. You couldn’t tell, not at all. They washed it thoroughly after using it, so no way you’d be able to, or else you probably would’ve burned the undergarment entirely. It turns them on so much. You clad in that perfect little bra, the same one they’ve defiled so horribly in the comfort of their room. It was Gojo’s idea, of course it was, and Geto just came along for the ride. Only Satoru would want to spend the night shooting his cum all over the cups of your bra, rubbing his tip over it to smear precum and semen into the fabric. And before that, letting the adorable pink thing sit over top his face, inhaling the scent of your sweet perfume and imagining he was fucking you instead of his hand. Eyes pressed shut as he panted against your bra, thinking about smothering his face in those beautiful tits of yours as he thrusted into the heat of his pussy. Gojo wanted to wreck you, wipe that pretty frown off your lips until you were a blubbering, overstimulated mess with only his name on your tongue. God, he was infatuated with you.

So, Gojo doesn’t think this exchange is half bad. You all get to enjoy your days and, in a week or two, as he corners you against a wall and Geto captures your horrified glare when Gojo shows you the recording, it’ll be a nice reward for him, he thinks. A picture of your revolted expression towards the nice, crisp video of the both of them befouling that vibrant, pink bra, the same one covering your tits right now.

#bully! satosugu #satosugu x reader #satosugu drabble #satosugu imagine #gojo x reader #satoru x reader #satoru gojo smut #satoru gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru smut #gojo satoru x reader smut

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