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bbyleiah · 5 months

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'Miss Me?'- Geto Suguru

| The reader encounters mafia boss Geto who takes her into his home after an altercation. Despite Geto being a busy man, The two slowly fall in love as Geto develops a soft spot for her. |

Cw: Mafia Boss!Geto, black reader, heavy ddlg themes, a brief murder scene, pet names (princess, bun, bubs, sweetheart), praise, degradation, dirty talk, dry humping, scratching, hair pulling, fingering, oral sex (f receiving), missionary position, size difference, lots of fluids, !omorashi! (reader pees on Geto accidentally during sex 🫣), spitting (he spits in her mouth), begging, crying, pussy drunk Geto, Geto whining and whimpering a few times, reader calls him daddy a lot, Geto is filthy, etc.

word count : shorter than my usual fics 😭

sn : I wrote this fic for fun bc I was inspired and decided to post 🥹 there’s lots of cute moments and plot in this fic despite the wild smut 😭 read at ur own discretion 🤲🏾

Days became weeks as you waited for your boyfriend to come back home. You knew he was a busy man though and you always tried to be a good girl and be patient but you were growing restless. You were so attached to him and him being gone was starting to get to you. It also didn’t help that he lived a dangerous lifestyle so whenever you hadn’t heard from him in awhile you always assumed the worst.

Geto Suguru; your daddy, was the top mafia boss in central Japan. He was feared by all and everyone knew his name. Those who knew of him also knew of you and they knew to tread lightly around you unless they had a death wish. Geto was a very scary man, killing people without a second thought. He terrified you when the two of you first encountered but you somehow ended up being his biggest soft spot. His sweet girl that he’d die for in a heartbeat.

It all started when he stormed into your workplace a few years back. You were working at a small restaurant at that time, a mere server. You were just like any other employee, working for money to get by. The restaurant you worked at was a little off putting and it appeared that your manager was suspicious but you never thought much of it until Geto and his men barged in and got into a shootout with your boss.

“Fucking prick. You thought you could take money from me?. Now I’m going to take your pathetic life.” Geto said before he shot your manager right in the head. You screamed as the blood splattered on you from where you hid under one of the tables with a co-worker of yours. In that moment you thought you were gonna die too. All because you decided to work at some shitty restaurant.

“Yo boss, what should we do with the mutts?” A blonde haired guy asked as he grabbed you roughly. His hand gripped your face in a bruising grip as he held you up off the floor like you weighed nothing. You cried in pain and fear as you clawed at his hands for him to release you. Your co-worker was being held by her hair by an intimidating woman with brown hair.

The guy referred to as ‘boss’ observed you with a tilt of his head. You shivered under his deadly gaze, fear taking over you completely. He had the kind of aura that instantly made you want to submit to him in fear of what he’d do to you if he didn’t. He was dressed in a black button up with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows and some black slacks. His raven colored hair was tied up in a bun with a few strands left out.

“Speak.” was all the man said to you and you were dumbfounded. Your doe eyes stared at him as you processed what he was asking of you. He was giving you a chance to plead your case. “I-I..please don’t kill me! I haven’t done anything wrong, I’ll forget about all of this! Just please let me go..” you begged as you cried. Geto rubbed the butt of his gun against his chin as he contemplated your pleas.

He then told your co-worker to speak as well but you guess they had the wrong response because he told the woman to kill her before your co-worker could even finish speaking. You flinched at the loud gunshot and sobbed as you closed your eyes. “Clean her up and let her go.” The man stated, pointing at you before walking away. The blonde groaned in annoyance and dropped you.

“Why do I always have to babysit?” He muttered as he led you out of the restaurant. He brought you to a secluded very expensive beautiful home that you later found out the ‘boss’ man owned. The maid servants there got you cleaned up and even fed you which you were grateful for. “Alright mutt, where do you live so I can get rid of you now?” The blonde questioned you once you were settled.

You stayed silent, just staring at him. You decided not to speak because you were afraid but also because you truly had no place to go to. The place you slept at was the little apartment that resided above the restaurant and was given to you by your manager. Now that the restaurant building had been torn apart though, you were essentially homeless. “Silent treatment, huh?” He chuckled. “Well you can be quiet all you want but boss won’t spare you again if you don’t comply.” He warned you.

You chewed on your bottom lip as you debated your response, “I have nowhere to go..” you told him honestly. He sighed hearing that, running a hand down his face in irritation. “You should’ve just died then instead of begging to live.” He tsked while shaking his head. Those words hit you hard, bringing tears to your eyes. “Boss will figure out what to do with you.” He said and left you be.

Gojo talked with Geto about you and your circumstance and it was oddly decided that you’d stay in Geto’s house until you found your own place. This arrangement only worked because Geto was never home. It took you awhile to realize that. In the beginnings of living with him, you avoided the scary man like he was the plague. But when you began to notice his frequent disappearances or his late arrivals in the middle of the night it piqued your curiosity.

You found out through the maids what his name was. “The boss is the most dangerous man in Japan. You’re lucky he let you survive sweetie because he doesn’t do that unless he sees something in a person.” Your favorite maid; Maya, told you as you ate breakfast. “What’s his name? I’ve never had a conversation with him to ask..” you asked once you realized you truly had never conversed with the man. “Geto Suguru. Mr.Suguru. Don’t refer to him by his name though or you might end up dead.” She informed you.

You nodded in understanding as you memorized his name but not too much so you wouldn’t say it even on accident. The first real interaction you had with Geto was when he came home one night to find you fast asleep on his couch. You woke up to him standing over you and you screamed as you sat up. He was completely unphased and not startled at all by your scream which was even more unsettling. “They just left you here? No one took you to your bedroom?” He asked you.

You shook your head, “no..i chose to sleep here so it’s not their responsibility..” you replied softly. “Why did you choose to sleep here though? Aren’t you uncomfy?” He continued. You didn’t understand why he was so concerned with you sleeping on the couch. “I’m not uncomfy, I fell asleep because I got really cozy earlier. Do you want me to not sleep here? I’m sorry if I wasn’t allowed to.” You began to ramble as you stood up, tripping over your feet a little.

“No no, you can do whatever you want.” He told you, and even he seemed a little surprised by his words. “Oh!..okay.” You were surprised at him being so lenient and nice since you’d only heard the bad things about him but you appreciated his kindness. “Have you eaten?” He asked. You nodded, “mhm! Maya made my favorite pancakes earlier, the ones with strawberries and whipped cream on top!” You told him excitedly as you smiled at the memory.

Despite Geto thinking you looked adorable as fuck at the moment, he frowned. “Pancakes for dinner?. That’s not good. You shouldn’t eat sweets so late. I’ll tell Maya to not make them any time after 3pm.” He said and your eyes widened. “B-But they’re my favorite!” You pouted. “and I said no sweets for dinner. Understood?.” The tone he used now sent a shiver down your spine. “Yes sir..” you complied, knowing that he meant what he said.

“Good girl.” The words slipped out before he could even think. You blushed hearing them, not used to such praise. He cleared his throat, “Its late. Go sleep some more, in your bed this time.” He told you. You had no complaints since you were still sleepy. “Okay, goodnight sugu- I mean! sir!” You quickly corrected yourself before you rushed off to your bedroom. Geto heard you about to say his name and oddly enough he didn’t mind it. He found your little panic cute though.

That was the last time you and Geto had spoken for awhile since he had gotten busy again after that interaction. Little did you know though, Geto constantly kept tabs on you. He was always asking gojo and his house staff about you and how you were doing. He didn’t appear to care much on the outside but he did have a little concern over you. The next time the two of you spoke was a lot less casual.

You had gotten hurt because you fell off a chair while trying to stand on it to reach something. Surprisingly to everyone; Geto rushed home to check on you after hearing the news of your sprained ankle. “Are you okay? Does it hurt a lot?” He asked you as he sat down with you and grabbed your leg to inspect your ankle. You nodded, still sniffling and teary eyed from the fall. “It hurts a lot.” You hiccuped.

Geto frowned, “You need to be more careful. Don’t ever climb something like that again. Understood?” He told you. “Y-Yes sir” you sniffled with a pout. “Boss she’s just being dramatic, it’s just sore. She’ll walk it off in a few days.” Gojo dismissed the whole thing. You were getting tired of him and his harsh comments. You glared at him which didn’t phase him at all because your glare looked more like puppy dog eyes. You then took it upon yourself to throw a pillow at his face which caught him off guard.

“Meanie” you huffed as you crossed your arms. Everyone in the staff witnessed this and couldn’t help but laugh, stifling their laughter behind their hands. Even Geto was holding back a laugh as he bit down on his lip. Geto rarely ever smiled or laughed so that left Gojo flabbergasted seeing his boss so amused. “This is some bullshit. I’m tired of this little girl boss.” Gojo expressed, irritated. “I’m tired of you too! ugly face! You should cover all of it, not just your eyes!” You spat back.

“You’re childish and a waste of time. Pesky little girl.” Gojo insulted you back. “and you’re a big meanie! Mean people are ugly! You should be fired” You huffed. Geto chuckled at the two of you, “You think I should fire him, sweet girl?” Geto hummed with amusement as he gently caressed your ankle. You nodded, “mhm! he isn’t good at his job.” You stated. Gojo was dumbfounded that his boss was even entertaining you. “Hm, well since you say so I might just consider it.” Geto chuckled.

Gojo’s eyes widened, “Boss..” he trailed off. “Go somewhere and make yourself useful. Now.” Geto told Gojo as he looked at him with a deadly stare. “Yes sir!” He quickly complied before rushing off. Geto wasn’t actually going to fire Gojo, he could never get rid of his best man. But, he knew Gojo was being unkind to you and he wasn’t going to let that slide. “Come on, let’s get you in bed. No more walking for you, okay?. If I find out you got up on this foot, you’re gonna be in big trouble. Understood?” Geto said to you as he picked you up.

You squeaked in surprise when he suddenly picked you up. “Yes s-“ you started but he cut you off. “Don’t call me sir. You’re not one of my staff so you don’t have to call me that.” He said as he carried you upstairs. “Oh..what should I call you then..?” You asked shyly as your fingers played with the collar of Geto’s shirt. “You can call me by my name if you’d like.” He hummed. “I heard it was bad to say your name though..” you uttered.

“Yeah? Well I’m the boss and I said you can. Everyone in this house obeys me and me only. So what I say stands.” He said as he looked into your eyes. “O-Okay..Suguru~” You mumbled shyly. He grinned, “Good girl.” He praised as he gave your thighs a light squeeze. You blushed deeply, completely flustered as you hid your face in his neck. From then on, you and Geto developed a close relationship.

Everyone couldn’t believe that Geto allowed you to freely say his name. They also were stunned at seeing their cruel boss being sweet to someone for once. The moment the relationship between the two of you turned into something more intimate was when you caught a cold and got sick. Geto was away when he heard the news and he ordered that you’d stay in his bedroom and sleep there until he got back.

The staff took great care of you as they awaited Geto’s arrival. “Sweetheart~” Geto called out softly once he finally got back home after a long day. You were curled up in the center of his bed looking so adorable and also really sick. “Geto..” you whined as your eyes slowly opened to see him approaching you. “Awh, baby got sick. Do you feel a little better now? I told my staff to give you the best care.” He cooed as he placed his hand on your forehead to check your temperature.

You nodded slowly, “mhm, I feel a little better. The staff are really nice to me, even gojo was nice this time.” You told him with a small smile. He chuckled, “That’s good to hear, bun.” He hummed as he admired you fondly. “Missed you..” you muttered out as your small hand moved to hold his. Geto felt his heart swell hearing that. “You did?. I missed you too sweet girl. More than you know.” He said honestly as he caressed your hand with his thumb.

“Come on, let’s give you a bath so we can get rid of those germs.” He said as he picked you up and began carrying you to his bathroom. You snuggled into his hold, curious eyes looking around since this was your first time in Geto’s bedroom. It was told to you that no one was ever allowed in Geto’s room so you felt special at the moment. Reality hit you once Geto had the bath all set and he began to look at you expectedly. “I-I..urm..” you stuttered out shyly as you grew flustered.

“Want me to cover my eyes?” He asked you. “Yes please!” You didn’t hesitate to say. Geto was amused at how adorably shy you were but he understood your wishes so he covered his eyes. You then took your clothes off before slipping into the warm bubble bath. You let out a sigh of contentment as you relaxed fully. “You can uncover them now.” You told him. Geto hadn’t had anyone tell him what to do in awhile and the fact that it was a cute thing like you of all people made him feel soft, but in the best way possible.

Geto was deeply unprepared for the sight of you naked in his bathtub. He couldn’t see much due to all the bubbles covering you up, but it sure did have his imagination running rampant. Geto stood there just staring at you for longer than he intended to until you snapped him out of his filthy thoughts. “Geto?” You called out. “Sorry bubs. Got lost in thought.” He cleared his throat. Geto then rolled up his sleeves and began washing you up. You melted into his soothing touch as he gently cleaned you up with care.

Geto tried to keep his thoughts as pure as possible as his hands felt all of your curves and dips. He let you dry yourself off once the bath finished and told you to go wear something from his closet while he drained the tub. You were in awe as you looked around his big fancy walk in closet. Everything in it was so ‘manly’ and you loved it. You settled for one of his white button up shirts and climbed back into his bed once you were dressed.

You put a show on Geto’s tv as you waited for him to get out of the shower. He had his hair down when he came out dressed in a t-shirt and some sweatpants. You gawked at the sight of him and his pretty hair, “Your hair is really pretty.” You complimented him honestly. “Aw, thanks bun.” He chuckled as he tied his hair up in a half up half down style. “Why don’t you wear it down more often?” You asked him as you watched him climb into bed beside you. “Too much of a hassle. It gets in the way, you know?” He explained.

You nodded in understanding. “Well I think I like it most when your hair is down” you declared with a smile. “Is that so?” He chuckled. “I should wear down more often then, just for you.” He mused and you giggled. “I’d like that~” you grinned. The two of you got comfy in bed and talked until you fell asleep. You somehow ended up falling asleep on top of Geto, not that he minded at all. He wrapped his strong arms around you and placed a kiss on your forehead.

Geto constantly felt the urge to kiss those pretty plump lips of yours but he fought against it. He didn’t want to make you uncomfortable. You felt so warm and safe in Geto’s hold, it was the best sleep you’d had in awhile. You woke up the next morning to some rustling around. “Sugu?” You called out sleepily as you rubbed your eyes. “Go back to sleep bubs, it’s early and you need to rest.” He told you softly. “But where are you going?” You asked as your eyes finally cleared up to see him getting dressed.

You let out a soft gasp seeing that he was shirtless. He had on dress pants that were unbuttoned still, allowing you to see his briefs and a glimpse of his dick imprint. His hair was also down, falling over his shoulders as he got ready. You peeked shamelessly at him from above the blankets. You quickly hid your eager eyes once he directed his attention on you though. “Why are you hiding bun? You can stare at me if you want.” Geto chuckled as he walked over to the bed.

Geto then climbed over top of you, hovering over you as he pulled the blankets away from your eyes. “You feeling better?” He asked you. “mhm, are you leaving again?” You asked him. “Got some business I need to handle sweetheart.” He told you as he cupped the side of your face. You pouted, “You’re always leaving. Do you really have to go?” Your precious doe eyes almost made him fold. “I do really have to go but I’ll be back soon, I promise” he hummed.

“You’re gonna be good for me until I get back, right?” He said as his thumb swiped over your bottom lip, his eyes seemingly fixed on your mouth. You were flustered, “Y-Yes..I’ll be good.” You reassured. “Good girl, always so sweet for me.” He cooed. “Geto..” you whined. “What did I say to call me when we’re alone?” He questioned you. You knew your ears had to be red by now. “D-Daddy~” you muttered shyly, completely embarrassed.

It was a few weeks ago when Geto told you to address him as ‘daddy’ but he never gave you an explicit reason why. “Good girl” he said before he kissed you, making your eyes widen. The last thing you expected was for him to kiss you. You whined and tried to push him away, “Daddy no, ‘m sick.” You reminded him. “It’s okay bubs, daddy is strong. I won’t get sick.” He hummed and continued to kiss you. He kept alternating between full on eating your face and then pecking your lips repeatedly.

It seemed he really enjoyed kissing you. You enjoyed it just as much, wrapping your arms around his neck as you kissed him back. You let out cute little whines and mewls into the kisses that drove Geto crazy. “Fuck..you’re gonna make daddy late princess.” Geto sighed as his trailed kisses down your neck. “Daddy should stay home with me” You tried to persuade him as you ran your fingers through his hair. “I want to baby..trust me I do. But daddy’s work is very serious and I’m the boss so I have to be there.” He explained.

His actions were betraying his words though because he moved to get underneath the covers with you, gripping your thighs as he positioned himself between your legs. “b-but ah—“ your words got cut off due to a moan you let out once you felt Geto start to grind his hard cock against your cunt. “no buts. Daddy has to work in order to keep his princess safe.” He grunted as he rutted against you. He could feel how your cunt progressively got wetter, creating a wet spot on his briefs.

“shit..I wanna fuck your cute little cunt so bad, sweet girl.” He panted into your neck. You whined, back arching slightly as your hips pushed back against his. You attempted to match his pace but you were failing miserably. “n-nasty daddy.” You whimpered. The moment got terribly interrupted by an obnoxious knock at Geto’s bedroom door. “Yo boss! Hurry up, we don’t have time to waste! I know you didn’t oversleep.” Gojo yelled from outside the door. Geto groaned in annoyance.

“I’m coming! shithead..” Geto yelled back. “sorry bun, daddy’s gotta go now.” He sighed and kissed your pouty lips. “When are you gonna be back?” You asked him as you watched him get up and finish getting dressed. “Don’t know baby..but I’ll try to come back as soon as possible.” He said as he tied his hair up in its signature bun and tucked in his shirt. Geto didn’t bother changing his pants and briefs despite your slick that was still seeped into them.

“Bye sweetie.” He said as he kissed you one last time. “Bye bye daddy~” you waved as you watched him leave. From that moment on you became Geto’s girl and he made sure everyone knew it too. The staff was unsurprised though because they noticed their boss grow a soft spot for you. Geto having to ‘take care of business’ is what had you sulking now in present time. He’d been gone for almost a month now. It’s the longest he’d been away in years.

You were lounging on the couch when you heard the door open and you rushed to see if it was Geto, only to see Gojo. “Well don’t look so disappointed. Aren’t I your second favorite person?” He teased as he laughed. “Shut up. You could’ve stayed gone forever.” You huffed. “Aw, hurts to hear you be so mean cutie. I taught you that?” He chuckled as he patted your head. You slapped his hand away since he was touching your fresh box braids.

“How come you’re here and he isn’t? Aren’t you two attached by the hip?” You pouted. Gojo shrugged, “Boss said he had some other stuff to take care of, he should be here by tonight though.” He said. “Really?” You perked up excitedly. “Yes really.” He chuckled. “You’ve been crying over him haven’t you?” He teased. “No I didn’t..” you attempted to lie but it was obvious. “Crybaby. Geto isn’t even that great.” He laughed. “Yes he is!” You defended as you stomped your small foot.

Gojo cooed, “Everyday I realize more and more why boss likes you so much, you’re just so darn cute.” He smiled honestly as he pinched your cheeks. You squirmed and giggled, you were flattered since it was rare that Gojo complimented you. “Sugu is gonna kill you for touching me.” You teased. “Shh, don’t tell him.” Gojo entertained your antics, though he knew those words somewhat rung true. Geto was serious about no one touching his princess.

“Wanna know a secret?” He whispered suddenly and you eagerly nodded. You leaned in close, gojo leaning down to your height to tell you the discreet information. “Geto has been missing you a lot, I’ve never seen him so mushy and sappy before. He brought you up allll the time. He said he was gonna die if he didn’t come back home to you soon.” Gojo whispered. Your eyes widened at the information, it made you happy to know that Geto missed you just as much as you missed him.

“Sugu can’t die though, I’ll be really sad.” You pouted. “Don’t worry, boss is literally immortal somehow.” He laughed honestly. “Oh! and he’s also been kinda a perv. he’d definitely kill me for telling you this..but he was super stressed you know? and then he kept going on about wanting to fuck you and feel your cunt squeezing him..it was hard to listen to.” He told you, seemingly cringing as he remembered his boss’s rambling. You blushed hearing the additional secret, getting shy as you hid your face in your hands.

“Sugu likes to say icky stuff sometimes..” you muttered, flustered. “Oh please don’t act like you don’t enjoy it.” He cackled as he teased you. You whined and pushed him away, “I do not!” you huffed in embarrassment. “Mhm whatever you say princess.” He chuckled. “Now go make yourself busy, I have important things to do as well.” He hummed. “I didn’t want to stay and talk to you anyways.” You giggled as you skipped away. “Ouch, that one hurt.” He said as he dramatically placed his hand over his heart.

Since you knew your daddy was actually coming home tonight, you wanted to make yourself look pretty for him. You started off with doing your makeup. You decided to keep it simple so you did a simple eye look with cute pink hearts for decoration. You contemplated what to wear for awhile until you settled on a white silk dress with a bow in the back. You paired the dress with lacy thigh high socks. You were happy with your look as you twirled while looking at yourself in the mirror.

You sprayed on your favorite perfume and then kept yourself busy as you waited for Geto to get home. You did your usual hobbies of reading, drawing, and watching tv but you couldn’t help the way your eyes constantly checked the clock. Your energy depleted the later the day got and by the time it was 10pm you were getting teary eyed. You got lost in how sad you were, fully prepared to sob that you didn’t hear the door opening behind you. “Miss me?”

You suddenly heard Geto’s voice and you immediately perked up and looked to see him standing there with flowers and a box of chocolates in his hand. “Sugu!” You cried as you ran and jumped into his arms. “oof, I don’t remember you being this heavy baby” he teased as he held you and kissed your forehead. “Why are you crying bun?” He asked you softly as he carried you back to the couch. “I missed you, thought you weren’t comin’ home today.” You sniffled.

“Awh, princess I couldn’t wait to come back home to see you. I just got a little busy.” He hummed as he sat down on the couch with you on his lap. “I got you some treats though” he smiled as he handed you the chocolates. You excitedly opened them up and began eating them immediately. He chuckled, “you and that damn sweet tooth. It’s too late to be eating sweets but since you’ve been good you deserve it.” He cooed as he wiped the tears from your soft cheeks.

“You look pretty bubs” he complimented once he got a really good look at your whole ensemble. “wanted to look pretty f’r daddy.” You muffled around a piece of chocolate. “You always look pretty, my pretty girl. So beautiful and all mine” he flattered you and you giggled. “thank you daddy” you said softly with a grin. A comfortable silence took over as Geto just admired you, content and happy to just be in your presence again. His hands caressing your thighs in a soothing motion.

You just sat there happy as ever, eating your chocolates without a single thought in your head. “I missed you so so much baby..” Geto suddenly sighed as he buried his face in your neck. “mm, you smell good sweetheart” he breathed you in. You giggled, “that tickles” you told him as you squirmed a little. He breathed out a small laugh, “sorry baby. Daddy just needs to feel you against him right now.” He muttered into your skin as he closed his eyes.

Your hands moved to play in Geto’s hair, running your fingers through it and scratching at his nape. He let out a faint moan in content at the feeling. You were happy to be pleasing him so much, feeling him completely relaxed against you. You took his hair tie out so his hair could be fully down just the way you liked it. “feels so good baby..” he mumbled into your neck. You giggled, “I like making daddy feel good” you said honestly with pride.

You felt geto squeeze lightly at your hips after you said that. You began to tug at his hair as you played with it and you felt him tense up a bit. “do you like it more when I pull it or when I scratch?” you asked him, completely innocent. You were truly just genuinely curious but you were oblivious to how you were affecting Geto. “both feels great baby..” he sighed. “Okay~” you giggled. You then continued to do both happily until you felt Geto’s dick poking against your thigh.

“daddy…you’re hard..” you muttered out as you froze. “mm, daddy’s cock missed you and your sweet cunt bubs.” He said as he pulled you even closer so that you sat directly on top of his throbbing cock. You whined and squirmed. “you gonna be a good princess for daddy and let him stuff your cute hole?” He hummed as he looked at you. “because daddy needs it..needs it really bad. You wanna make me feel good, don’t you bun?” He continued as he began to kiss up your neck.

You nodded, “m-mhm, I wanna make you feel good” you breathed out softly. “Good girl” He praised before he suddenly flipped you over onto your back on the couch. You gasped and didn’t have much time to process before Geto was ripping your panties off. “so pretty” he groaned as he spread your lips with his fingers to get a good look at your cunt. He then spit on your cunt and dragged his fingers through your slit. You whined, “f-filthy daddy” you stuttered out as you tried to close your legs.

Geto was quick to slap your thigh, causing you to let out a sob. “Don’t fucking close them or else you’re gonna get punished. Understood?” He threatened. This Geto reminded you a lot of his terrifying demeanor when you first met him and it had you spooked. But this time it had you scared in a good way. “Y-Yes daddy” you responded obediently, just like Geto liked. “Good, because daddy has zero patience right now and you’re gonna take whatever is given to you like a good slut.” He said as he lowered his face down in between your legs.

Geto rubbed circles into your clit, mixing his saliva in with your slick as he watched you squirm and kick your legs. You were always so sensitive and Geto loved it. He groaned at the taste of you as he ran his tongue along your pussy, your juices coating his tongue and driving him crazy. After that he was eating you out like a man starved. He gripped your thighs so tight to the point it hurt as his tongue lapped at your cunt repeatedly.

Usually Geto was more precise and took his time when he ate you out but he was too greedy for you to do that this time. Drool pooling from the corners of his mouth and onto your wet cunt as he ate you out sloppily. “s’ too much! d-daddy!” you squealed as you cried out and tugged at his hair. Your incessant tugging at his hair only fueled him on more as he sucked harshly at your clit. “taste so fucking good baby, ugh daddy could eat you up all day.” He moaned as he swirled his tongue around your clit.

“love this sweet pussy so much” he muttered against your cunt as he kissed it with his drool and cum slicked lips. Geto slid his two fingers into you, spreading them and curling them inside you until you sobbed and scratched at his shoulders. “there you go, falling apart so prettily for me sweetheart” he cooed as he thrusted his fingers into you while his thumb played with your clit. “s-sugu! I-I’m gonna-“ you wailed before you squirted all over Geto’s hand and his face, soaking the couch underneath you.

Geto moaned at the sight, “making such a fucking mess, sensitive bitch always coming so damn quick” he degraded and you whimpered. His fingers never ceased their movements, continuously fucking into you as gushed nonstop around his thick fingers. “Tell daddy that you’re sorry for making a mess.” He demanded as he slapped your pussy three times. The wet smacks sounding throughout the living room as you cried and your back arched.

“I-I’m sorry daddy” you sniffled. “For?” He prodded with a sadistic grin. “F-For making a big mess..” you continued as you looked at him with your big teary eyes. “Good girl” he praised as he slurped up your juices filthily. He didn’t want to waste a drop as he lapped up your mess while his fingers continued thrusting into your fluttering hole. “so fucking wet for me” he sighed in satisfaction as he listened to the squelching of your cunt. “Daddy’s cock is gonna slide right in, hm?” He said and you instantly shook your head.

“s’ too big” you moaned out honestly. Geto chuckled, “you can take it though. Your daddy’s big girl, right? made just for my cock.” He encouraged as he suckled at your clit before biting down on it. You cried out at the feeling, your hands attempting to push Geto’s head away. “hurts’ daddy” you whined. “stop that shit.” He tutted as he pushed your hands away. “you’re acting like a spoiled whiny bitch. take what’s given to you like a good whore or you won’t get to cum again.” He stated as his dark eyes looked up at you with that stern expression.

You pouted, lip quivering as tears fell down your cheeks. You nodded in response to him and he tsked in disapproval, his fingers stilling as they pressed against your sweet spot that had your legs trembling. “use your words or I’ll stop right here.” He said as he looked at you expectantly. The next whine you let out sounded carnal, all high pitched and pathetic as you tried to move against his stilled fingers to feel any friction against that spot that craved it so desperately. “y-yes daddy! -ah please! please!” You sobbed.

“My good girl” he grinned, pleased with your begging as he began to move his fingers again. He gave you exactly what you wanted, his fingers abusing that sensitive spot that had your cunt spasming and dripping all over his hand. “Want you to cum again for daddy, you can do that right sweetie?” He requested as his fingers continued their assault on your fluttering pussy. You nodded, “m-mhm! baby can do that!” you moaned.

Your hips pressed back against Geto’s fingers, matching his pace as you desperately chased your second orgasm. “fuck..you’re filthy. So eager and willing to please. Just a cock hungry slut.” He groaned as he watched you fuck yourself on his fingers, your fluids seeping through the cracks of his fingers and running down his wrist. “O-Only for daddy” you whined as you felt that knot build up in your stomach again. Your back arching and your nails digging into the couch cushions for dear life.

Once that seam burst Geto was quick to drink you up, tongue laid out and ready to taste your juices. He never got tired of tasting you, moaning into your pussy as he slurped up your new mess. You just laid there whining and twitching, already spent and stimulated. Geto was far from done with you though. “Tapping out baby?” He chuckled as he saw your fucked out face, eyes already fluttered closed. You nodded slowly, “‘m too sensitive daddy” you whined softly.

“Awh, that’s cute. I just got you all ready for my cock though sweet girl.” He cooed as he unbuckled his belt. That sound sent shivers down your spine. You whimpered and tried weakly to crawl away only for Geto to grab your legs and pull you right back. “Aht aht, can’t have that baby. Daddy waited too long to feel your pretty pussy around his cock.” He hummed as he finished undressing. His cock was throbbing and red at the tip, precum dripping down the sides of it.

You whined at the sight of it, your pussy clenching in need despite how overly stimulated you already were. A gasp left your throat when Geto began to rub his swollen tip through your slit. Your eyes rolling back and Geto groaning into your ear. “Fucks sake..this pussy is gonna be the death of me..” he muttered as he panted against your dewy skin. He took off your dress so he could see you fully. You looked unreal underneath him, almost too beautiful for his eyes. “What did I ever do to deserve a beautiful woman like you..”

You blushed at his genuine words, “I love you daddy” you told him with a smile. “I love you too little bun” he smiled back and kissed you softly. That was the extent of softness you were gonna get for awhile because now that Geto had you all relaxed he started pushing his cock head into you, stretching out your tight cunt as you cried out and whimpered. Your nails dragged down Geto’s back leaving red trails as you felt his thick cock pushing into your poor sensitive cunt. Geto gritted his teeth, groaning carnally as he felt your sloppy soft walls mold around his dick.

Geto paused once he fully bottomed out, being kind enough to allow you to adjust. “Tell me when..” he grunted out. He was like a wild animal waiting to be set loose and you had full control over him at the moment. Watching the heavy rise and fall of his chest as he breathed but also seeming as if he was holding his breath, the way his hands gripped your thighs so painfully tight to leave prints of his hands, the way his hair fell in his face as he stared down at you with a gaze that seemed as if he wanted to eat you alive.

It only took a minute or so for you to adjust and you could see Geto getting antsy. Biting down on his lower lip and trying to stop himself from rutting and grinding into you, failing miserably at times. You let out a shaky breath and opened your mouth to tell him to start and as soon as you uttered the first syllable, he started to pound into you. He didn’t waste a single second, not even letting you say the full word. You turned into a moaning screaming mess as Geto pounded into you mercilessly.

“my fucking pussy, feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock princess.” He growled as he thrusted into you hard and fast, fucking you like it was the last time he’d ever get to. He started kissing and sucking on your tits as he fucked into you, leaving pretty red and purple marks as he panted and drooled against your brown skin. The head of his cock was beating your cervix up, hitting it hard each time he slammed into you. It hurt so bad in the best way possible. You were wailing, hiccuping and creaming around Geto’s dick.

“Little pussy’s just eating my dick up -shit ngh—feel me all deep in your guts princess? pressing up against your womb?” He gritted as he watched the way his cock slammed in and out of your abused pussy over and over again. The little sputters of fluids your cunt released, forming a creamy ring around his dick and dripping down to his balls that were clapping against the cusp of your cute ass. “fuckk such a pretty fucktoy all for me..ugh ngh uh” he moaned as his eyes rolled back slightly. He was getting lost in the feeling of your gummy walls squeezing his cock.

“Daddy’s gonna fill you up so much bun, have this cute tummy all full of my cum” he moaned as he pressed his hand down on your lower abdomen making you squeal and your legs shake. You tried to push his hand away feebly because something didn’t feel right. “w-wait! daddy!” You babbled out, sobbing as you shook your head. Geto didn’t listen to any of it, grabbing your hands and using his free hand to pin them over top of your head. “I told you to stop that shit” he growled as he continued to pound into you animalistically with his hand pressing harder against your abdomen.

“b-but Sugu!” You screamed but it was too late and you were crying and pissing all over Geto’s cock. “Oh fuck..” he trailed off, watching in shock as he felt the warm liquid pour out and soak the coach and his cock. You were completely embarrassed, face flushed as you sniffed and sobbed. “shh shh, it’s okay baby -ah shit..” he tried to comfort you, moaning still because despite the piss his hips never ceased their movements. He was still fucking into you as if nothing happened. In his mind all it did was make his dick slide into you easier.

“n-nasty daddy..daddy’s -mfph nasty..” you whimpered with a hiccup. “love this sweet cunt too much to stop…fuck you really pissed all over me..fucking filthy -uh mm filthy fucking little girl” he groaned into your mouth as he kissed you and continued fucking your wet sloppy cunt. It was so wet now that his dick slipped out, making him lose his momentum but he didn’t waste a second to slide right back in. “It slides in so easy now bun, you should piss on me every time” he joked, chuckling breathily against your lips.

He slid his tongue into your mouth, kissing you messily as the two of you fucked like rabbits. “Open..” he muttered and you instantly obeyed, opening your mouth wide for him to spit onto your waiting tongue. You moaned at the lewd gesture, Geto licking into your mouth afterwards. “Good fucking girl.” He praised as he raised your legs up higher until you were completely folded up. Now fucking into you at deeper angle that had you seeing stars. You were so far gone now, just babbling and making pathetic noises with your eyes rolled back.

Geto was just as gone as you were. His hair damp and sticking to his sweaty form, cock throbbing and spurting precum into you, moaning and groaning nonstop as he used your cunt like his personal flesh toy, drool leaking from the corners of his mouth, scratches and bite marks from you marking his skin. “That’s right, just lay there and fucking take it. Just like you’re supposed to. Made just for my cock. Who owns you?” He was rambling now, completely pussy drunk as he obliterated your cunt with his thick cock.

“‘m daddy’s girl..g-geto owns me..” you managed to stutter out, the words choked up in moans and sobs. “mhm, all fucking mine.” He huffed as his hand wrapped around your throat. “shittt daddy’s gonna cum baby —ngh mfph..” he moaned, his pace somehow quickening as he felt his orgasm approaching. “Gonna milk daddy’s cock? hm?” He panted and you nodded. “n-need it -ah uhn wan’ it daddy” you whined out as you tried to fuck back against Geto’s cock. You couldn’t match his pace at all but it drove Geto crazy to see you trying to fuck yourself on him.

“fucking hell..if you keep doing that I’m gonna bust baby..” he mumbled, his words ending off in almost a whimper as his eyes fixated on the sight of you desperately trying to fuck him back. He even slowed his pace down just to accommodate yours. The two of you perfectly in sync while fucking each other. The position and the pacing made it so the head of his cock perfectly grinded up against your g-spot, making your toes curl as you whined out Geto’s name. “d-deeper daddy~” you begged and geto gladly obliged, shoving his cock deeper into your greedy hole.

“mm s’ feels so g-good daddy..” you whined breathily. Geto was the fucked out one now, groaning and whimpering as he let you fuck yourself on him. Cunt clenching around him just right and making him lose his mind. “cum’n me -heh uhn please daddy..” you babbled as you rutted against Geto, twitching as your clit bumped against his abdomen. That was all it took for Geto to snap, moaning out as he came deep inside you. Rope after rope of his thick warm semen filling up your cunt that milked it all up.

“s-shit…” geto whined pathetically into your neck as he came nonstop, his cum seeping out the sides of where his cock plugged you up. Your body trembled at the feeling, cumming soon after and adding to the huge mess of fluids as you creamed on Geto’s dick. The both of you were breathing heavily as you came down from your climaxes. Geto’s heavy body laid on top of you, practically crushing you but you didn’t mind it because he was so warm. You were trying your best not to fall unconscious, eyelids heavy and fighting to close.

“You okay baby bun?” Geto asked you after awhile of comfortable silence. “mhm..” was all you could muster out. Geto was satisfied with the reply though, climbing off of you and pulling his cock out with a small hiss. He was just as sensitive as you now. He whistled once he got a good look of the mess that was made on the couch, “well shit..I’ll just get the maids to clean it..” he muttered. Geto then got in between your legs and began to clean you up, eating the mixture of fluids out of your pussy.

He truly was filthy and you secretly loved it. You squirmed as he did it but you didn’t have any more energy to stop him. Once he was satisfied with it he stopped and then moved to kiss you, spitting the frothy fluids into your mouth as the two of you kissed sloppily. You swallowed it and Geto smiled. “Missed you so much bubs” he reminded once again before he began to affectionately peck all over your face.

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hanwiore · 8 months

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Suguru Geto stroking his dick on top of your pretty smiling face. His eyes sways across your boobs that pokes out slightly against your pink cami top all the way to your fat pussy lips against pink and panties with white lace edging the bottom and the top with a pretty pink bow. You’re just the most precious thing he ever saw, pretty pink pouty, lips glistening with spit.

Pretty false eyelashes that he had just paid for, and pretty bohemian passion twist that reached the bottom of your ass. “haa fuck.” He mumbles as his long finger stroke his dick fast, looking at your brown doe eyes, “go slower daddy.” you whisper and he does, quickly.

Listening and grasping on every little thing you said, every little breath you make. His pre-cum starts dribbling, dripping on your naked brown thigh as you sat on your knees below him. Your feet covered in your striped fuzzy socks curling as your clit pounding harshly from neglect.

His abs clench in and his eyebrows furrow. “you so pretty baby, hm ah, so f-fucking pretty. look so good on the f-floor waiting for my c-cum oh f-fuck.” his orgasm was just sitting there, looking at your plump lips and pretty smile, and the way you whisper dirty shit in his ears. “just like that daddy.” “go a little faster daddy.” Just for you to say “go slower daddy.” And he was fucking listening.

“imma cum baby, oh fuck baby i-imma cum t-touch it p-please. touch it…touch it.” His voice started gentle just to get more aggressive and breathy.

“Cum on face, hm please? please cum on your baby’s face.” You whisper as you grip his balls and rub your thumb against his tip.

Suguru legs shake and he grips his dick harshly, imagining your gooey pussy tightening over his thick dick, “mm baby, ugh pretty girl, baby fuck.” He clenches his eyes shut and his stomach clenches while he whines, actually whines while his thick hot cum spurts on your face, “oh g-god, f-fuckfuckfuck. nasty fucking girl, such a good girl oh-“

He was babbling, his was going crazy, eyes watery and pupils shaking everywhere. You lick his cum off your lips slowly. You pout playfully

“Your turn?”

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amyrahrose · 3 months

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⁖Content warning: Sexual theme between Geto and reader, adult theme, unprotected sex (wrap it up!), dominant Geto!, READER IS BLACK FEMALE CODED.

Synopsis: Geto and Y/n are at her yearly office party, and while Y/n is having a great time, she's unaware of Geto's displeasure in it all. Especially how you keep entertaining one of your coworkers a little too much for Geto's liking. Well it looks like he's going to have to teach you (and your coworker) a lesson. ✨

•Author's Notes: 18 and Under, GET TA STEPPIN! Everyone else, please enjoy and feel free to like and repost 😊🤎

The events that led up to this happened faster than you could breath. One minute you were engaging into some small talk with your coworkers, laughing at a corny joke one of the guys just told, and the next your were being dragged off by an unseen presence, only catching the shocked expressions from the small group you were just apart of.

“What the hell is happening?” You think to yourself as you’re still being dragged away. You turned around, ready to give the person a piece of your mind when you notice who it is that has a hold of you.

“Geto.” You breathe out with a roll of your eyes. You should’ve know it was him, who else would have the balls to pull something as crazy as that at your office party?

You loved your boyfriend, with every fiber of your being, but he was very possessive and had jealous tendencies when it came to you. Every guy, in his eyes, only wanted to take you away from him and claim you as theirs. It was even one time when he gave an elderly man a death glare for, as Geto puts it, smiling a little too hard for his liking at you.

“Suguru, you’re crazy, what could an old man like that possibly want with me?”

“Well duh babe, isn’t it obvious, he wants the same thing I beg you to let me eat out every night.” Geto said matter-of-fact, in the middle of the grocery store. You were about to tell him off until you looked over at the elderly man sporting a shit-eating grin on his face, confirming what Geto said. Let’s just say you haven’t been back there to shop since.

“Y/n, I tried being on my “best behavior” but I couldn’t take how that fucker was staring at you anymore, practically eye-fucking you, So I came to your rescue.” He said with a not so innocent smile.

You scoffed, “I didn’t need you to rescue me from anyone, and Kento is harmless, he sees me as a friend.” Geto threw his head back in a fit of laughter. “Yea, sweatheart a friend he wants to fuck but don’t worry, after this, he wouldn’t dare look your way again.” He said with a smirk.

Your breath hitched in your throat, you had a feeling where this may be leading.

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“Louder sweatheart, I don’t think they can hear you.” Geto stated with a smirk dancing on his lips. He had you locked up in the restroom for the last thirty minutes, bent over the sink with his dick buried deep into your cunt. You barely stood a chance once he pushed you into the restroom, solidifying what was to come.

“Please Geto, please.. it won’t happen again.” You moaned out, trying to plead your case. Part of you wanted him to stop, slightly embarrassed that this was happening in the same building where you see your coworkers everday, but the other part of you enjoyed every minute of it. The pleasure of his thick, veiny cock, pulsating inside of you overshadowed the consquences waiting on the other side of the door.

“You’re sorry for what princess?” Geto breathed against your neck, licking and sucking on your spot behind your ear. “You’re sorry for laughing at the lame fucker’s joke? Hmm? Say “I promise I won’t do it again daddy”. Scream it out loud so Kento could hear.” He stated with a devilish smile. You moaned, shaking your head no at his request. Tsking at your protest, Geto pulled you up by your box braids and slammed your back against his chest, causing him to pound deeper inside you.

“Was that a no sweetheart? Would you rather I finish fucking you out infront of everybody? I don’t mind letting them know who’s pussy this belongs too, especially your lame ass coworker.” He smiled against your back. His threat had you clenching around him, leaving a creamy, white coat around his dick.

He groaned, “You like that, huh? You like the thought of being whored out infront of people, having them watch as I stretch this pussy out, filling you up?” His thrust becoming harder and sharper at the image of having you laid infront of group of people as he claimed what was his.

With a shaky breath, you whispered out a small no, only for it to come out louder when Geto reached around and started rubbing your clit.

“That’s funny your lips are saying one thing, but she’s telling me something different.” He groaned and licked his lips at the sight of where you two connected, your pussy molding around he dick like it was made specifically for him. Clenching and milking him for everything he’s got, he knew it wouldn’t be long before he nutted.

“C’mon say it pretty girl. Let ‘em know you’re mine.” He demanded as he continued his assault on your clit and pussy. He know you were at your breaking point too from the way you tried grinding back against him.

“I’m yours Geto. I’m yours” You squeaked out, eyes rolling back as you felt him rub your clit with more intensity.

“That’s it baby, good girl. Say it again, louder.” He panted, watching you be submissive had Geto on cloud nine.

“I’m yours Geto, only yours, I promise! Please Daddy, let me cum.” You whimpered out. That’s all it took for Geto to lose control.

His thrust were unrelenting as he started deep stroking you, kissing your cervix with his fat tip, spelling his name over and over with the tip of his finger on your clit. With his lips pressed against your ear he whispered, “Look at me.”

You looked up in the mirror to see Geto purple eyes already trained on you, staring at you with such an intensity it made you dizzy.

He watched you for a few seconds more, before speaking one word that possesses you.

“Cum.” He demanded with a deep, territorial growl. As if magic, you came all over Geto’s dick. Waves of pleasure racking over your body as your juices splashed all over yourself and his lower half. He let out a hiss, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he felt your walls clamping down on his dick. With a few more thrusts, Geto drew out a long moan as he cummed deep inside you, hot thick ropes of his cum painting your insides white. Both of you stayed like that for a while, breathing hard coming down from the high. With a kiss to your neck, Geto slid out of you slowly, causing a moan to slip past both of your lips.

Turning to meet his eyes, he sported a goofy grin before saying, “Now let’s go back out and enjoy the party.”

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You walked out the restroom, head hanging in shame as you felt all eyes on you and Geto. Geto on the other hand could care less, walking out with his head held high, smirking while basking in the attention. You didn’t think it all bad until you heard your boyfriend begin to talk, your stomach falling to your ass.

“Hey, Kento was it? Pleasure to meet you man. I’m sure you already know who I am. Hey, could you tell me that joke you told y/n? I’m dying to know what was so funny.”

Yea it’s definitely time to cash in that vacation and leave the office for a little while.

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slut4sugu · 4 months

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❝DOPE AND DIAMONDS ! ❞

! 𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ [ ft! ] geto suguru x black!femreader ! 𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ [ content warnings ! ] college!au, black!fem reader, mentions of weed, plug!geto, mutual pining, reader has an earthy aesthetic

PLUG!GETO who saw you leaning against a wall sipping on something in a red solo cup, with a long pink ruffled skirt resting low in your hips. Accompanied by a a white lettuce long sleeve crop top, which complimented your ebony skin. That glowed as you effortlessly captivated everyone who met your gaze. “You’re staringggg suguruuuu, she’s hot but you migh scare her off like that.” “she doesn’t look like one to be scared easily, if she was do you think I’d be interested?”

PLUG!GETO who made his way over to you at the bar after you had ordered another drink, “You seem quite bored here despite looking stunning for a college party.” The deep yet gentle voice caught you off guard, looking over to your left side you saw him. Long dark hair, half lidded eyes, a gentle smile graced on his handsome features. The faint smell of weed and cologne made your heart flutter. “Well I like dolling myself up from time to time even if the place I’m going to isn’t worth my presence.”

PLUG!GETO who let out an airy laugh at this, “really then? Well do you wanna get out of here?” Your interested peaked in this guy, his calm reassuring voice, and his alluring aura was strangely comforting. Unlike many other guys who had attempted to hit on you, “maybe, what’s your name stranger?” You asked with a slightly flirtatious tone, as a smile tugged at the corners of your lips. “Suguru geto.”

PLUG!GETO who led you to his dorm, which was nice and clean • before shutting the door behind him and calmly asking you if you smoked weed and told you it was more than okay if you didn’t. but when you did the slight smirk that crept into his face was so attractive. “Wanna try something pretty?”

PLUG!GETO who helped you through your coughing fit after your took a hit • rubbing your back in small circles “this isn’t normal stuff yknow, are you sure you can handle it pretty?” You hummed in response, as you leaned on his shoulder. Feeling small next to him as you felt his eyes scan you over, your pretty knitted top exposing the top of your breasts which looked so delicious. The sweet and natural smell of shea butter and strawberries on your skin was intoxicating, you were a dangerous thing. It would be so easy to take you like this, to hear your pretty voice moan out in pleasure as he sucked and nibbled on your nipples- “what made you wanna come talk to me?” You asked in a soft voice as you sat up, squeezing your thighs together underneath your skirt. Looking up at him with those big pretty brown doe eyes was unfair. “To be honest—“ he ran this thumb across your bottom lip “—I thought you were too pretty to be left alone.” His low eyes locked down on yours, you felt the atmosphere grow thick as your heart thumped in your chest. You felt everything slow and your body grow warm, eyes flickered from his lips back up to his pretty eyes. “Really? I think you’re pretty too.” You slurred, before closing the gap between you two.

PLUG!GETO who was surprised that you made the first move • he was normally used to girls wanting him to be the dominant one and take the lead, which wasn’t a problem but it was a bit boring. You however weren’t in the slightest, everything about you had geto wanting to know more. The weed in his system started to take effect right after you kissed him, almost as if your kisses were acting as a drug.

PLUG!GETO who was shocked that a groan almost left his lips • who was shocked that a groan almost left his lips when you pulled back from the heated make out session to answer your ringing phone. The feeling of your soft lips mashed into his was almost euphoric? He blamed it on he drugs for the moment but seeing your pink tinted lipgloss ruined was adorable. “Sorry, it’s yuki. She’s prolly too drunk to think Straight and i gotta order a her ride back to her boyfriends place.” You explained to Geto, who for some reason couldn’t get enough of your sweet voice talking to him so softly. “Alright, I’ll come with you. Satoru most likely had more than enough drinks tonight as well.”

PLUG!GETO who walked you out of his dorm and back to the party downstairs • watching how your hips would sway when you walk, your pretty curled micro braids styled in a two low buns, you were enchanting. How had he not noticed you before? As you opened the doors to the vacant longue where the party was being held you saw yuki chugging a whiskey a booth bottle. “Oh my god- Yuki what the hell?” You quickly said sorry and excused yourself from geto before swiping the bottle from your friends hand and setting it on the nearby bar table. “I’m gonna ban you from going to parties if you keep getting hammered like this.” You scolded her, who whined and groaned at your lecture. “You’re such a mommmm.”

PLUG!GETO who was amused to see you be so caring and motherly around your friends • as he saw you pull out your phone to order your friend an Uber, you heard his voice say, “I’ll order the Uber, something tells me you’ve done this before.” As you turn to look to your right, you saw geto look at you with a small sincere smile and it made your heart flutter. So you smiles back, “thank you..suguru.” Your eyes flickered from his lips briefly to his eyes, “Of course, now..do you still plan on staying a bit longer?

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chrollosbm · 5 months

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Sunflower Fields: a Choso Love Story

Started: 11/14/2023

Last Updated: 12/28/2023

You're broken from a past relationship, thinking you only deserve the worst. Choso comes along, making you realize you deserve the world and more. Will your ex-boyfriend let you go without a fight? (Choso x black!reader, yandere Choso)

Sunflowers Fields Chapter One

Sunflowers Fields ao3 (pls show your support there too, it would mean the world to me.)

Sunflower Fields Chapter Two

Sunflower Fields Chapter Three

Sunflower Fields Chapter Four

Sunflower Fields Chapter Five

Sunflower Fields Chapter Six

Sunflower Fields Chapter Seven

Sunflower Fields Chapter Eight

Sunflowers Fields Chapter Nine

Sunflower Fields Chapter Ten

Sunflower Fields Chapter Eleven

Sunflower Fields Chapter Twelve

Sunflower Field Chapter Thirteen

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shemaycry · 3 months

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❛Can you focus on me?❜ ⸺ Geto Suguru

【⠀♱⠀】 SYNOPSIS. given you endless stressing, suguru just wants to take your mind off of anatomy just for a little while..

【⠀♱⠀】 AUTHOR’S NOTE. short & sweet thing i randomly came up with after completely anatomy assignments <3. as usual please excuse any typos & grammar mistakes.

The screen was a blinding white, the naked body of a typical white man drawn upon it; little white boxes hanging off and labeling each body part. A few were filled in, whilst others remained blank. You’ve been stuck studying this for about an hour— worrying over body parts, functions, and much more.

Despite how challenging this current task was, you loved anatomy. A body part wasn’t always as simple as an arm or leg, this class helping you see deeper then that. It was interesting; all the different names for a single limb.

However, it didn’t matter how much you enjoyed the class if you were currently stumped. Your notes simply weren’t helping like they should, and you refused to use the internet. There was no learning from that.

Continuously you would slide back from the desk you were seated infront of, using a finger to point out the body parts you knew for certain. The accurate names escaped your lips in a soft mantra, eyebrows knitting close together whenever you stumbled or forgot a word. The frustration was growing, a telltale sign you should leave this assignment for now.

But, you were stubborn. And very intuitive; if you stepped away now, there was a chance you wouldn’t come back to the assignment.

A sigh of escaped your lips, catching the attention of the man currently laying amongst your sheets. His hair was loose from his usual lazy ponytail, and eyes focused upon the tiny book resting within his hand. Though, the gaze did. switch over to you in a second.

“You should step away for a moment, [Name].” Geto spoke. Your studying antics weren’t a surprise nor out of the norm; your mind simply believed cramming it in a single session was the most affective method. While he couldn’t exactly agree, you were a great student so the man couldn’t totally find fault. Still, hearing your unhappy sighs whenever you didn’t understand material was enough for him.

At his words your head lifted, turning your swivel chair to glance at his direction. That was tempting, both the suggestion and him; laying across your sheets in nothing more then sweatpants with the waistband of his boxers poking out. But, you refused— head shaking to effectively rid any second guessing out of your mind. “If I do that, I’ll never get done.”

The corner of his lip rose in a small smile, hand falling to allow his paperback to rest on his lap. “Maybe.. but you’re burning yourself out.” A worried tone hugged his words, eyes dipping across your form. Again, it was common for Suguru to urge you to take a minute. Just a single minute away from the stressful task.

And most times, you refused.

“I’m almost done anyway, Sugu. I promise.” You weren't completely lying. The diagram you were currently labeling was the second to last question, which made this so much more aggravating. You were right there, you simply needed the final push.

Suguru stared at your back for a moment, unmoving and searching for the solution to your stubbornness. Most times he could never find one, given it’s a trait that has seeped into odd aspects of your life— and relationship. He found it endearing at times, cute at others. But downright irritating at most. Especially when your stubbornness came at your own expense.

A soft breath escaped from his lips, pushing his forgotten book to the side before swinging his legs over the bed. With a single rise, and two long strides around the furniture he was approaching you; coming right at your side.

Noticing him, your hand quickly moved to grip the top of your laptop. Suguru was notorious for grabbing it off your desk or even closing it after assuring your work was saved. Such antics you were used to, and couldn't afford to happen.

But, it seemed his focus was elsewhere completely. Suguru’s hands rose and found your armrests, gripping them tightly. He switched your chair away from the desk, hovering above you. “Take a break.” His sweet voice urged again, lowering to allow your foreheads to brush against one another.

You glanced up at your lover, feeling your eyes flutter the moment his lips ghosted your warm skin. You always wondered if Suguru practiced magic in his past time, given how easily you could fall under his spell. His touches, gaze, and cool breath rolling against your skin. You were leaning into the man as his lips lowered to the side of your neck, nibbling against the skin gently.

Tempting.. tempting, it all was. You nearly shot up from the chair in desperation. But, your work came first. A steadfast commitment you had to keep.

Your hands rose against his chest, gently pushing him away from your neck. “Suguru..” You murmured softly, fighting yourself on this decision.

He was sighing even softer at his point, hands sliding from the chair and down to your thighs; uncovered given the nightshirt you wore. “You’re gonna burn out,” Suguru spoke, lowering before you until his knees hit the floor. Your eyes widened as they followed his movements, lips parting as his grip on your thighs tightened.

“— get upset, tired, and become unable to focus on anything.” His words were true, quick observations and results he’s took in since the beginning of your relationship. Suguru’s hands lifted your thighs, pushing you back in your chair until it bumped against the wall. With this leverage he was raising you even higher until your covered cunt was flashing him, the thin fabric of your pajamas pushed up to your waist.

“Suguru, yo—“ The words were caught in your throat the moment his lips traced the inside of your leg, a shiver running through your body all the way down to your toes. You felt him laying your legs on his broad shoulders, leaving you wide to accommodate his large size.

Suguru’s fingers then rose, delicately gliding across your panties before pulling them to the side— allowing them to stay caught on the junction between your thigh. He got closer, pressing his lips against your mound gently and squeezing you close the moment you twitched.

“Just a small break, love. I want you to step back and simply focus on me.” Suguru spoke right against you, lips traveling to your slit before you could even reply. A hand slithered between the two of you, thick fingers separating your wetting folds. Eagerly, your lover’s tongue escaped his mouth to lick a bold stripe along it; the flat of it catching your swelling bud.

You gasped at the feeling, leaning back into the chair and melting within moments. Here you were again, succumbing so easily to his spell— this pleasure. His tongue had only just started gliding across you and you were already keening; thighs twitching with each swipe across your hardening clit. Every pass you were getting wetter and wetter, arousal growing in large waves.

Your breathing was getting heavier, head lighter, and your mind emptier as Suguru continued. What’s more, the moment his lips wrapped around your clit— your thighs were squeezing his head, his name falling from your lips in a heavy cry. He moaned against you, soft mmms vibrating against your pussy as he devoured you entirely.

Releasing your clit, his tongue went flat against you; circling your heat. A mixture of the man’s saliva and your arousal dribbled down from between your thighs and to your taint, surely staining the leather seat under you. Your stomach was clenching, hands abandoning your shirt to instead curl your fingers through his hair.

Little tears were forming in your eyes, slamming them shut as the pleasure consumed your body. You were shaking, a bubbling storm ready to burst within minutes. It felt as if Suguru had only just started to toy with you, and yet you were so close already.

“Fu—fuck, fuck..hm—!” You gasped out, fingers tightening on his hair, pushing your pussy right into his face. This alone caused his hands to fall under your ass, assisting you in rising your hips even higher.

Suguru always loved this part of it all; the desperation. There were times you were so shy and reserved whenever his mouth was on you— as if scared to express yourself. But that’s exactly what he wanted, for you let go. Every twitch, moan, gasp, and more; Suguru would stay here for hours until he got every single one.

A prize that wasn’t only for you.

His hand slipped between your thighs again, pushing two thick’s fingers inside your wet entrance. Not even a second passed and he was curling them, pushing against the spongy spot within you just to feel you shake even more.

“Suguu.. fuck—!”

A breathy chuckle fanned right against you, his messy lips rising into a sweet smile. “Oh, look at that.. making such a mess for me.” Suguru breathed right into your pussy, fingers plunging in and out of you at the perfect angle.

Your hips were rising to meet the thrusts, clit throbbing as your hands trembled. Cries of pleasure escaped your lips freely, pornographic sounds that had his cock straining against his sweats.

“Not a single thought in that pretty little head, huh?” Suguru’s eyes dipped across your form, lidded and filled with lust. It was no secret he was proud of himself at the moment, fully stealing your attention away from the silly assignment. The smirk on his face even deepened the moment he noticed your computer screen had gone black.

“That’s it sweet girl, release it all for me. Let it out..”

His thumb rose to rub tight circles upon your bud, coaxing you with a come hither movement within your wet entrance. Your walls pulsed around the digits, thighs closing around his arm as the pleasure began to peak. Suguru’s eyes were focused completely on you, savoring the woman before him that twitched so uncontrollably.

Your head knocked back against chair, crying out as the pleasure surged through you— releasing all over his fingers. Which didn’t stop, continuing to fuck into you until harsh, overstimulated whines were escaping you.

“Fu—fuck, Suguru— I get it, I..” You cried out as little tears lol spilled from your eyes, trickling down your hot cheeks. Despite your protests and trembles his movements never stopped, continuing to curl his fingers to allow his finger pads to grind against that special spot

“Mm.. don’t think you do. Anatomy still on your mind, sweetheart— huh?” He was torturing you now, fingerfucking you with no concern for your well-being. Despite your weak cries and trembles, he fully expected a reply; shown in Suguru’s raised eyebrow and rising to be face to face.

“It is, isn’t it?”

You quickly shook your head, arousal pooling with each thrust; making a sticky mess between your thighs and the chair. Your walls were clenching around his fingers harshly, chest raising and lowering at such an intense pace it was nearly concerning. The burning yet pleasurable sensation of your orgasm was licking at the pit of your stomach, threatening to explode at any second.

Suguru leaned down, using his free hand to grab your throat and move you closer to him. His thumb rose to press against your cheek, planting his lips against your own in a deep kiss. He swallowed the sweet mantra of his name you bellowed, feeling your thighs shake before your hips rose for the last time.

Your release was dripping by now, coating his fingers. Unlike before Suguru withdrew his digits, allowing you to finally breathe.

The kiss broke apart shortly after, a single string of saliva connecting your lips. You leaned into the man, panting softly as you felt his hands fall to your hips.

“When’s your assignment due, love?”

“Tomorrow night.”

Suguru chuckled softly to himself, rising you up from the chair and moving towards the bed.

“You can pick it back up tomorrow morning.”

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Suguru is just so…big.

Nobody talks about how big he really is.

His white haired bestie may be taller, but Suguru is BIGGER.

Roughly 6’3-4” and his hands are actually larger than Gojo.

He knows how big he is too.

He knows how blessed his body is.

He knows how broad his shoulders and how huge hands are.

Most importantly—

he knows how infatuated you are with his size.

“Stop fucking me with your eyes.” You mumble, back facing him as you lotion your body in front of your bedroom mirror.

You knew it was Suguru, you didn’t have to look up at the mirror to see his huge reflection of him leaning on the door. He smirks, inching closer to you not tearing his eyes away from your thong complementing your pretty ass.

Literally.

“Or what.” His warmed hands cup the bottom of your butt, giving it a loving squeeze and slap, you shriek at the force. He has always been so heavy handed but you smile, “Sleep like this.”

“Like what?”

“Like…” He exhales as he turns you around to face him, even at your height you still had to look up at him, also feeling like a child being scolded he looks down at you briefly before squatting , “This..sleep just like this.”

“Are you crazy it’s freezing—-“

“I’ll keep you warm.” He says plainly, but his voice was lathered in mischief, everytime you sleep with just your panties on with him, somehow and someway they end up on the floor, long gone before falling asleep.

You smirk, almost giving in to his sweet tone, his hands rubbing in your arms, he pauses, giving your tummy a kiss.

“Sugu..” You pathetically moan out after the 4th kiss that led to your clothes crotch. He pecked it once.

twice.

once more.

Before he looked up at you.

He still looked so big, even on his knees.

You brush his bang, his hair felt like silk. His strong arms squeeze under your bottom causing you to be pulled closer to his mouth, he smiles, “Please?”

“Please what…” You tease, Suguru immediately starts to poke his tounge through his cheek seeing you be so amused, “You want me to sleep with no shirt on you little pervert?”

Suguru knew for a while you had a size kink. You always had a specific glint in your eye whenever you looked at him beside you in the mirror, when he carried you with one arm, when he’d pick you up to kiss you, when he fucked you against the wall, when you seen how he dwarfs your hand, the way how you struggle to take just 2 fingers knuckle deep inside you

So you do both.

it was just so much he did to show his size he eventually caught on to how much you loved it.

That being said, whenever you start to get smart mouthed it doesn’t take long until Suguru reminds you—-

“Actually…” Your boyfriend stands up from his position practically rising up and becoming 3 times your size again which you don’t know whether to bite your lip or smirk.

“I want to see you looking down at me eating your pussy.”

“THEN…to see you sleep with no shirt on.”

You wanted to talk back again but without fail he scoops you up, with your body hanging over his shoulder and a swat to your ass that causes you to wince again.

You could fight back, you usually do, but unless you say the safe word you can’t stop him. He has those muscles for a reason,

he is stronger than you.

“Sssshit Sugu—!”

Strong in so many ways for your benefit and his. Like how he has keep your thighs spread using his forearms while his tounge swirls on your tiny clit and his middle and ring finger squelch inside you back and forth.

You can hear his groans whenever you clench down on his digits, he curls them to watch you arch your back up off the pillow he made you lay on for extra support.

His warm brown eyes look at you, how your hands always creep to your nipples to give a tug whenever he eats you out.

“So fucking cute.” Suguru thinks, he loves you so much, but right now he loves your body’s reaction to him even more.

“‘Ganna cum…Suguru…Fuck Suguru!”

You couldn’t squirm away if you wanted his hands now gripping your hips just didn’t allow it.

Suguru was just so strong.

“Ah ah.” He gives your pussy a slap, the wetness of his saliva and your arousal sprays on his finger tips. He damn near groaned at the sound and sight, “Stop moving and let me finish….put your feet on my shoulders…there you go good girl.”

You felt him begin to lift your lower half up off the bed. Still slurping and sucking on your clit you reach to grab anything; pillow, sheets, whatever because at this angle— seeing his bun fall loose and the veins on his arms pop you were close.

So close .

His hands gripped the bottom of your ass, still holding you up kneeding the fat of it.

“Sugu! Suguru Yes! Yes!” Your moans like velvet in his ear as you chant and breath out his name.

Coming down from your high, he still gives you soft kitten licks, they tickle a bit so you trip grip his arm, signaling him to stop but he just glared at you, and winked. Still holding you up you begin to whine.

“Sensitive!”

“Mmmhm.” He pops off your clit, “But I know you still want more.”

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curvykittyyssmutfics · 3 months

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Womanizer ft. Geto

womanizer!Geto is very much aware of how fine he is. Struts through the school with his head and nose way to fuckin high in the air. You think the hungry way the girls look at him might actually feed his energy, he seems to literally level up from it and its absolutely ridiculous. But don't think he doesn't notice how your burning gaze rake over him before you pretend it has no effect on you.

womanizer!Geto even though he's hella cocky, still has a soft heart; just doesn't want anyone to about it. Whether it's of monetary value or not, he'll help any way he can. Suguru might be sex on a stick and confident as fuck but he isn't heartless. Only Saturo knows this side of him.. Till one night when he tried to play match maker and end up spilling the beans to you.

womanizer!Geto isn't just a pretty face, so doesn't like his girls brainless. Unless its cause of his cock ofcourse. He doesn't keep em long but expects to get a bit familiar before he tries to hit. Doesn't think anyone not pursuing a higher knowledge is really worth his time. Interesting lil fact: of all the years Suguru's known you, he swiftly peeps how intelligent you are and always been.

womanizer!Geto obviously loves attention from the ladies. Like waaay too much. Turns you off matter fact. And he notices. Which is weird. Cause he usually only notices when women throw themselves at his feet. "Goin to Geto's party inna few weeks? Come on, hang with us? Could use another pretty face there." Suguru over hears Satoru ask you after class. "Hmmm.. Maybe. Though I think you two horny sluts have enough eye candy on the menu." You answer with a eye roll. "Me? We? Sluts?" He feigns ignorance as you shake your head laughing. Meanwhile, Suguru wonders when in the world has he ever thought bein called a slut was arousing cause.. His dicks startin to chub.

womanizer!Geto isnt really into easy women. Most of the cute lil thangs from school put out just watchin that talented tongue swipe across his bottom lip. Knows he doesn't have to do much work and sometimes that puts him off. He doesn't even like to talk with a woman if he doesn't think he's gonna hit but nothin gets his dick softer than a girl that open her legs to him before she even knows his name. Funny though.. Suguru notices you don't date. At all. Kinda wonders what it would take to get a chance with your pretty ass. So he asks you one day while you guys practice sparring. "Y/n, how long have we known each other?" Straightening from your fighting stance, absolutely befuddled as you answer. "Bout 5+ years, as you already know. Why?" Suguru steps closer, trailing his index finger down your cheek. "Cause I wanna know why in the 5 years that you've known me, you've never given me a chance." You tsk at him. Is he serious? "Boy, ya dick been in every one under the sun." You're response throws him off, makes him chuckle as he thinks about your words. You ain't lyin. He uses protection though.

womanizer!Geto has always had a high sex drive. Except lately. He just doesn't know why he can't get it up when he's not thinkin about you. Hasn't been interested in any of his usual conquests lately. To add to the madness, jerking offs become a pain in the ass if he doesnt let you swim into his thoughts. So he sulks and pouts about it in class one day- till he sees heading to your seat. Suguru's dark eyes are glued to how your tits slightly jiggle in your robe as you walk. Man, would bet every single penny he had that you're fuckin gorgeous everywhere. "Hi, y/n" "Hey, Sugu! Wassup?" Oh shit.. No, no, no, no.. Cute way you say his name, moist pretty plump lips, and that fuckin body.. His dick. His dick is definitely what's up right now.

womanizer!Geto usually has a harem of cute girls following him around like puppies. Not the night of his party, he trails after you like one instead. "Come on y/n, just gimme a chance." He a bit tipsy so you continuously evade him. You're soakin wet from dodging Suguru's advances, his nasty words and exploring fingers. So you head into the kitchen to poor yourself a drink and gets some space. Unfortunately for you he meets you there and you groan at his persistence. "Geto, quit it. You're just horny. And there's plenty of fuck toys round here for you to play with. So beat it." You grumble. Suguru whines at your rejection, cornering you as you try to side step him. "Don't like when you're mean to me. Or when you call me that." He lies through his teeth. Only one of those two sentences are true. "Fine, Sugu. Happy? Now go find one of your playthings. Fuckin manwhore." Okay now hes perplexed, your mean words having the same effect when you called him a slut. Suguru thinks you should know since it's your fault. He pins you to the counter, pressing his hard dick into you. You gasp, fingers gripping into the sides of his shirt, havin to fight not to let your eyes flutter shut at his bulge pressuring your tingly clit. "Can't, y/n. Dick never gets hard for them anymore. Have fucked in weeks. Can't even cum without you on my mind. Help me out, baby pleeaase." You've never seen him so desperate, pawing at your backside as he sticks his face in your neck. Won't stop dry humping and licking you as he inhales your scent. "Sugu-" He cuts you off, pleas wearing you down real quick. "Promise I can make you feels so good. Know how to make that lil kitty purr, baby. Lemme show you?" You're eyes trail off over his shoulder as you think about it. Fuck, why not? He's the most wanted attraction in town, how could not get a ride too? You accidently catch Saturo's gaze. Grin wide when he does a peace sign, sticking his tongue between the two fingers and wiggling it. He points at Suguru and gives you a thumbs up, signalling how good his BFF's pussy eating skills are. Shit, that seals the deal; you def need a demonstration. "Fine, Sugu." You feign irritation, pushin him back and pullin him towards his bedroom. "Better not disappoint me. Not gonna get another chance, playboy." Promises of your pleasure spill from Suguru's lips as you drag him by his t-shirt, him secretly hoping you'll continue your lil mean act while riding his cock.

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suguruplsr · 3 months

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Can we please get a Suguru × overworked Waitress reader? It can be fluff, maybe light angst from the reader, I'm all for the spice/smut as well 🩵🩵🩵

(btw you're one of my favorite writers on here, pls never stop🩷)

Let Me Do It

,, x fem! reader , fluff + light angst + suggestive ending? <3

note: ty nonnie, that makes me so happy to hear. i try my best babes <333

divider @/chachachannah

Friday, 9:05 PM • [suguru] to [you]: u off right abt now? picking u up today.

Friday, 9:10 PM • [you] to [suguru]: mhm, getting my things. i’ll bring u that frappe you like <3

you smile at the incoming message of suguru letting you know he’s on his way, thanking you for the drink. you double check your things, putting them next to each other before walking out of the break room.

the usually bustling cafe was hushed, the lo-fi music in the background playing more clearly without voices over it. the few coworkers leaving gave you their goodbyes as you head to the kitchen, starting on the mocha frappe suguru would regularly ask for in the drive-thru. humming the tune of the song in your earbud, you consider grabbing an extra drink or making a bag of food for yourself.

unfortunately, while in a time limit and a body that desperately needs to lay down, your indecisive mind convinces you to grab a donut, and quickly fry a medium sized pack of fries. an odd choice sure. but you recently got off your period, let a girl live.

your phone buzzes in your back pocket as you pack up the food items. with a small pep in your step, you head to the break room, catching your manager. “[name]! just the one i was looking for— i just wanted to thank you for taking extra hours this week, i was hoping if you could do it again next? you’ll be compensated greatly.” she smiles as if she couldn’t see the visible signs of tiredness upon your face.

your stomach turns disgustingly from the sight of her uncanny expression. you’re finally about to experience your two days off on the weekend, after multiple tiring days that rank from you waking up at dawn, working morning to night. “uh, im not entirely sure. i’ll call you before monday.” you don’t have the heart to tell her no, even if you know you’re teetering on the line of total exhaustion. you manager grins, clapping her hands together, “thank you so much! i’ll be waiting for that call. have a good day [name]!” you mutter a ‘you too’ as she disappears to her office, dread filling your body.

you know, once you try saying no, she’s gonna tell all the things as last time. about how business is harder after she fired some workers, or how much she could really use your help. all the same manipulation that makes your weak heart endure work tirelessly.

you shake your head, remembering that suguru was probably outside by now, considering the periodic buzz of your phone, and settling your things in your large work bag. which was basically a big purse, it’s been pretty helpful since you started bringing bags of food home. deciding that you don’t want a mocha mess in your purse, you carry the drink to the black BMW just outside of the establishment.

you see suguru leaning on the vehicle, his expression softening once he sees you, his arms opening invitingly, “hey baby.” he murmurs, wrapping his arms around you when you move eagerly into his hold, just needing to feel him. and his warm embrace quells all of the distress in you. you let out a deep sigh, body melting like jelly and turning your head to kiss his throat. “hi..” you whisper, “hi.” suguru smiles, looking down at you.

but your stomach turns when his lips form into a frown, eyebrows furrowed, “get in the car f’me.” he speaks in a hushed tone, kissing your forehead and walking with you to the passenger door, opening it for you. you get settled into the car once he closes the door, smelling the aroma of roses coming from the rose thorn air freshener hanging on the rear view mirror.

suguru turns his head to you after slowing down at the red light, just a few blocks away from home. you’re laid back with your eyes closed. and his eyes find the places on your body that signify your terrible exhaustion. like the eye bags you hate so much. hair more unkempt than how you like it, mainly because you’ve kept it in one style most of the week. or how you haven’t had time to wear any of the pieces of jewelry you love so much.

he can’t help but feel discomfort tingle in him as he thinks about the off handed comments you’ve mentioned about your manager for the past few weeks. all mostly with a roll of your eyes, or a sorry smile because of the extra hours you put in. it all makes suguru consider grabbing that phone of yours and giving her a piece of his mind.

but the small sounds of your snores bring an unconscious smile to his face, pressing on the gas.

you awake to your head hitting one of the uncomfortable pillows on your couch, body secured in suguru’s hold as he lays you on the couch. “hm?” you groan, blinking your eyes in confusion as suguru smiles down at you, “gonna go get your stuff from the car, i made dinner earlier, it’s on the stove.” your hearts warms from his words, a dreamy sigh barely leaving your lips as he parts from you with one of his forehead kisses, your favorite.

once he’s slipping out the front door, you stretch with a yawn, smelling a lingering scent of one of the many incense he owns, mixed with the smell of your favorite food. as you’re fixing your plates, you hear the front door close, footsteps moving throughout the house before heading towards you, and the sound of your lover slurping his drink begins to get loud. seconds later, arms wrap around you, a half empty drink in his hand, “have i ever told you how much i love you?” suguru kisses your neck, a strong whiff of mocha within his breath.

you cringe with a giggle hidden in your voice, “mmm, i dunno. i’m sure you love that frappe. considering it’s gone after..how long? three minutes?” you chuckle, putting down the utensil used to set the food on the plates, and laying your head onto his shoulder while he begins to pepper kisses around your face. “s’too good baby. but go sit down, let me finish this for you. bag’s in the room..” suguru gives you a firm little squeeze on your waist, taking away the plate in your hand and stepping back to let you escape his hold.

you allow him to take control, raising a brow at his catering. “is something wrong?” you question with a tilt of your head watching as he moves swiftly around the kitchen. you only gain his silence for a few moments, admiring the black graphic tee that his muscles would flex through every now and then, long hair swaying. you love seeing that slightly annoyed expression of his whenever his bang gets in his way. and you know it won’t be long until he’s asking you to trim it for him.

“well.. you seem more tired recently. and of course, i love seeing you work hard. but i just don’t want you touching a single thing when you’re home, you do too much at work already. just let me make your life a bit easier baby..” suguru sighs, eyes holding his grimace. bothered from the mere thought of you overworking yourself, just saying it is hard enough for him. as he goes to grab some silverware, facing you, he’s greeted with the sight of you silently crying, hurriedly wiping your eyes as he quickly moves over to you.

“s-sorry. you just —“ you hiccup, trying to gulp down the heavy feeling in your throat as suguru pulls you into a heartfelt hug that only makes you break down more, wrapping your arms right around his neck. “you don’t have to talk.” his whispers, “but i want you to know how much i appreciate you, i really needed this.” you mumble, sighing in content as he lifts you up, meeting your gaze with a boyish smile, despite your wet crying face, and pecking your lips.

“yea?”

“yeah..”

“wanna tell me about it?”

“not yet.. in the morning.”

suguru hums in acknowledgement, walking towards your bedroom door as you hold his face dearly, kissing around his lips before giving him a long deep kiss. “god.. you don’t know how much i love you..” and he huffs against your lips, rolling his eyes with a grin that sticks to his face, cheeks hurting. “i’m pretty sure you can show me another time. all about you t’night baby..”

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the ways i love you

“love manifests in many ways: the flowers that bloom after the may rain, the poems that new poets create, the gentle streams used to wash one’s hands, and the sweet filling of a freshly baked pastry. love exists in every open field, dark alleyway, and dusty crevice of the universe. And most importantly it lives in the hearts of people; in the heart of a man whose soul only yearns for you.”

alternatively: Geto Suguru isn’t the most verbal person, his emotions don’t come out in a string of words or paragraphs scratched on crumpled notebook paper. His voice is a private one, reserved for when he feels the necessity to speak, and sometimes that’s what gets him in trouble. It makes him look like he doesn’t care but that couldn’t be further from the truth; in fact, he cares too much, so much so it’s difficult to put into words. Suguru wonders if that will push you away one day, but he fails to realize that verbal expression is not the only way to say “I love you.” Sometimes it’s the little things. So here are a few ways in which Geto Suguru loves you.

geto suguru x black fem reader‎‎ ‎ genre: pure fluff, romance warnings: cussing, mentions of alcohol consumption word count: 5,301

a/n: this isn’t in chronological order, so it skips around from the time in college and being adults in the workforce. and it moves around from different parts of the relationship !!

zippers and laces

Autumn always hosts a shy sun and chilly wind, and you watch the leaves fall like snowflakes off the tree right outside your bedroom window. You hear your boyfriend walk through the living room and grab his keys off the hook in the foyer. There’s a rustle of nylon as he slides on his coat and bends down to tie his shoes. You quicken your pace, applying your mascara with one hand and lipgloss with the other because you know soon to follow would be:

“Are you ready, baby?”

“Coming out now!” You reply, grabbing your coat off the back of your vanity chair and sliding an arm in as you exit the bedroom.

Geto hears the soft tinkle of the multiple bracelets that adorn your wrists and his attention is all on you (when was it ever not?). And no matter how often he sees you, his reaction is always the same; his eyes soften and light up all at once, his hands itch to be in yours, and his heart beats in the same rhythm as your voice.

You cross those few meters to meet him in the entryway and pull a pair of sneakers off the shoe rack. You drop them with a gentle thud and slip your feet into them and before you can bend over to tie your laces, your sweet boyfriend is already on his knees and tying them into cute little floppy bunny ears. And when he stands back up to his full height, he’s pulling you in close by the lapels of your coat and zipping you all the way up, making sure to pull your twists out of the confines of your collar. A grateful smile paints your lips and Suguru’s hands move from the collar of your puffer to caress your cheeks. With a grin so delicate- that if you were to blink you would’ve missed it, he sighs in complete adoration,

“My pretty girl.” And then he’s opening the front door of your shared apartment.

bedtimes and bookmarks

It’s a hot summer night and the cool silk sheets felt like absolute heaven on your bare legs. Soft yet rapid clicks of the keyboard echo throughout the bedroom and the faint turning of novel pages come from your end. Suguru was finishing up a report from his job because he would rather work overtime at home in your presence than be subjected to staying in that hellish (a very heavy exaggeration) office.

Sleep was tempting you like the devil in the Garden of Eden but you refused to succumb to it, if it wasn’t in the arms of your beloved boyfriend. You set your book down and walk over to him, slinking your arms around his neck and pressing a tender kiss to his cheek.

“When are you gonna be done?” There’s a slight whine in your voice and Geto has to fight the urge to abandon everything and take you to bed.

“I still have a bit more, angel. If you’re tired, just go to bed without me.”

A huff leaves your full lips as you pull away and the long-haired man turns his head just in time to see the pout that graces them.

“You know I can’t do that,” You tell him, “It’s impossible for me to sleep without you.”

You settle back into bed and continue reading the page you left off on. Suguru fights the smile that grows on his lips because he knows if you even have the tiniest inkling that you were going to win this battle, you would pull out all the stops.

And Geto might be a champion in all other aspects of his life but he has a continuous losing streak when it comes to you.

The man turns in the desk chair to face you and you peek at him over your thick novel with pleading eyes.

“I have about an hour left and then I’ll be done.”

A total lie.

He had at least two more hours to go but he couldn’t say no to you, especially when you so sweetly made that earlier declaration.

You beam triumphantly, “I’ll just read my book and wait patiently then.”

Thirty minutes barely pass before deep breaths reach Suguru’s ears. He saves his work and shuts off the computer before making his way to you. Your book lays face down, luckily still open on the page you last read. Geto begins to search for your favorite bookmark very quietly so as not to disturb you. He finds it wedged between the mattress and wall, he pulls it out slowly. When it comes free he looks at its fraying edges and peeling laminate; it’s a photo strip from your third date and he remembers how nervous he felt when you sat right in his lap in that cramped space and made him do silly poses with you. That’s when Geto Suguru realized he is completely and utterly weak when it comes to you.

Your boyfriend slides the bookmark in between the pages, closes the book, and sets it on the nightstand. He lifts the covers on his side of the bed and lays next to you, wrapping an arm around your waist and he doesn’t even have to pull you in. It was instinct to you even in your deep slumber, your body craves to be close to his like two magnets finding their way to each other.

“Thought you couldn’t sleep without me?” He whispers into your neck and you shift in your sleep, mumbling the most adorable “Sugu.” A blush peppers his cheeks in the darkness of your bedroom and he slides his hand into yours, intertwining your fingers. And as he falls asleep, he prays you two see each other in the land of dreams.

puppies and pamper

The hot water loosens your muscles one by one and you watch the sun start to kiss the earth goodbye. You turn around, shifting your position in Suguru’s loving grip, your bare chest now pressing against his. You whisper “Sugu?” and he looks at you with expectant eyes, waiting for the rest of your sentence.

“We should walk around since we have some time before dinner.”

His large hands caress your lower back as he nods a yes. And after another ten minutes, you’re stepping out of the open-air bath. The warm spring breeze blows over your wet skin as you wrap the towel around your body and walk back into your room. Both of you lotion your skin before putting on your Yukatas and exiting the room.

The sky's a perfect balance of day and night, and the wind rustles through the fabric of your robes. You and Geto walk side by side, occasionally commenting on how pretty the cherry blossoms are. Maybe it was the mood set by the events prior or the affection that always exists between the two of you, but there is something so tender and warm about being next to each other, bodies just barely touching and eyes meeting ever so often.

Older couples pass by you, cooing at how sweet young-love is, and Suguru can’t help but feel over the moon at the fact that the love between the two of you is so evident. As more people comment on how cute the both of you are, he spots a bridge that overlooks a small pond. The weakening sunlight and budding moonlight create picture-perfect lighting and he wants to see you under it, that way he could burn the image into his mind forever.

The dark-eyed man grabs your hand and points toward the bridge, “Let's go.”

You hum in agreement and let him gently tug you along, happy to see his subtle excitement. You don’t know what he’s thinking but his determination is oh-so-cute. The two of you walk a grand total of fifteen steps before something catches your eye: an older woman with the most adorable puppy. Your hand slips out of Geto’s almost immediately as your attention shifts to the small dog.

You’re now walking in the opposite direction, approaching the woman and her dog with a shy smile. Your boyfriend is very used to the way your attention diverts when you see a cute animal and he finds it endearing that your heart welcomes them all the same.

“Can I pet your dog?”

The older woman returns your smile with a small one of her own and nods her head yes.

“She’s a little shy, so she might not let you pet her.”

You let out a little “That’s okay” as you crouch down in front of the fluffy puppy and put your hand out for her to smell. Contrary to what the owner said, the dog is more than happy to see you.

“Hey, cutie,” You giggle, as you scratch a spot behind her ears and she all but melts in your arms. “What’s her name?”

"Sora," the woman's eyebrows shot up in surprise, "She's not usually this energetic around strangers. She must really love you."

You rub the puppy’s belly and tell her, “I love you too, Sora. Sugu doesn’t want us to get pets right now but I’m sure he would fall in love if we had such a sweet baby like you.”

“I guess that’s who’s waiting for you.” The woman gestures behind you and there Geto stands, watching you with honeyed eyes.

“Go, go” You motion to him, letting him know that you’ll meet him at the bridge. You turn back to play with the dog a bit more and when you feel like you’ve held up the poor woman long enough, you thank her and say goodbye to Sora.

Geto hadn’t moved, he didn’t walk to the bridge without you as you told him to and his expression hadn’t changed either. When he realizes that you were returning to him, he starts back on his previous path as you trail behind him. The man walks forward a few steps before stopping, his arm is now outstretched behind him waiting for your palm to connect with his. Your cool hand makes contact with his and he starts moving again. You’re beyond thankful that he waited for you and you display it with a squeeze of his hand and he responds back with two squeezes of his own.

Your shoes make a hollow click on the metal floor of the bridge, your hand gripping the railing as you watch the moon's reflections ripple in the dark water. You’ve gotten used to your boyfriend’s intense staring but somehow you’re always inclined to ask,

“What?” You turn to look at him, and Suguru knows that he was right about coming here. Your eyes glitter like jewels as you return his gaze and it's as if you’re illuminated by magic, everything about you just seems to glow at that moment.

“Nothing.” He mutters.

There were two beats of silence before he speaks again.

“Do you really want a puppy?”

juice and jewelry

The study table hosts the usual college student materials: lecture notes, concerning amounts of empty coffee cups, and the sleepy heads of a few students. This is your usual routine, cram the night before the exam and pray for the best. It’s nearing the group’s sixth hour of studying and anyone within a fifteen-mile radius could feel the dread and fading determination radiating from every single one of you. You glance over at your boyfriend, his hoodie sitting on his head and his glasses slightly sliding down the bridge of his nose as he looks over the same lecture slides. And as you look around the table, everyone else seems to be losing much-needed energy.

You stand up, grab your purse and make a small announcement, “I’m going to the corner store, y’all want anything?”

The simple question suddenly breathes life into everyone as they recite their orders and offer up their humble gratitude. You type all of it into your phone and start to make your way to the 7-11 across the street. Suguru trails behind you, never wanting to be more than two feet away from you especially when the night envelopes everything like a dark wool blanket. You can feel the comfortable weight of his arm on your shoulders and the two of you walk that short distance to the store.

The fluorescent lights and jingling bell greet you as you walk in, and you waste no time picking up the things everyone requested and the small basket that rests in the crook of your elbow starts to fill up.

“Pink lemonade or mango green tea?” Suguru asks as he slips your favorite sandwich into the basket.

You look at him as if you’re fighting an internal battle of indecisiveness and he holds onto both as you approach the register. You stand behind him wrapping your arms around his waist as the poor cashier rings up an almost alarming amount of items. Once everything is in bags except for one of your drinks and one of Suguru’s, you start walking back.

The bags swing slightly from Geto’s arm as he opens the drink in his hand and switches it with the one in yours. You sip the drink and smile at the small gesture, he always does these things like it's second nature. He’s the sweetest boy you’ve ever dated and you hope it stays that way.

You walk back into the student center and dump the bag in the middle of the table, and watch everyone scramble to desperately pick up their items. You fall into casual conversation trying to stay away from any exam topics or anything schoolwork related.

You’re trying (to no avail) to get Shoko to quit smoking, it’s a common argument between the two of you. You tell her you don’t want your best friend to end up terminally ill, and she tells you that won’t ever happen. She always tries to reassure you that nothing will happen to her health and you always show her research that proves otherwise.

Somewhere between you showing Ieiri graphic images on Google and her trying to turn off your phone, a warm hand grazes the back of your neck. If not for the familiar smell of vetiver and iris, you would have a few strong words for the person randomly touching you. But, you continue talking about the dangers of tobacco and nicotine, as you feel your necklaces being gently removed from your neck.

Geto had noticed it from the moment you walked into the convenience store. The multiple array of necklaces you chose to wear today wove themselves into a tangled mess. So, he does what any good boyfriend would do: he untangles them. Everyone around him was deep in conversation and Gojou was teasing Nanami about his new budding crush, giving him the opportunity to fully focus and not be bothered by his best friend’s chattering.

Suguru hums the tune of a song that you’ve been playing on repeat for the last few days as he works through the various knots. He never understands why you always decide to wear so many, only for them to end up in a tangled mess and you in a teary one. He’s asked before and you responded with a,

“It’s called fashion, babe.” Like it was the most obvious thing in the world and he hasn’t said anything about it since.

The dark-haired man finally untangles the last necklace and arranges them flat on the table, trying his best to remember the order you had layered them in. Once he decides that the order of the necklaces matches what’s in his memory, he starts to put them back. It’s an easy task for him, taking him only about two minutes, thanks to you slightly turning and your braids already being held up by a sage green claw clip. He adjusts the pendants and gems in the front, flipping them over so they would be facing the right way. Suguru, however, fails to notice the fact that everyone is now whispering and most of their attention is on him. The boy only looks at you with almost glittering eyes like he’s very proud of his work.

And to show your never-ending appreciation, you lean forward and press a sweet kiss to his cheek.

“Thank you, my love.”

Geto smiles at the term of endearment and he opens his mouth to respond but is cut off by the sound of gagging.

“Disgusting. You can’t do all that coupley shit somewhere else?” Gojou scrunches up his face and covers his eyes with his sunglasses.

“Shut up, Satoru. You’re just jealous because your girlfriend dumped your sorry ass, again.” You spit back.

“I told you we’re on a break!”

“I really don't care what you told me. You got dumped, loser.”

Everyone tries their best to mask their laughter, except for Shoko who laughs out loud.

The white-haired man narrows his eyes at you and gears up to say something back, but the sound of his best friend clearing his throat stops him. You look at him with a triumphant smile, ecstatic you got the last word.

Satoru mutters a “Whatever,” under his breath and dramatically turns his chair away.

Your boyfriend finds your hand under the table and only looks at you with an amused expression. And for good measure, he kisses your temple which results in a disgruntled sound from Satoru and more laughter from everyone else.

seatbelts and safety

Frank Ocean’s Novacane blares from the car’s speakers and you pull down the sun visor, using its mirror to apply your lip liner. It was well past the sun’s time and the moon is what reigned over the sky now. You glance over at your date, practically drooling at him in his tailored suit and perfectly styled hair. He’s so fine it causes the car temperature to rise above its already rather toasty atmosphere. You shrug off your fur shawl, fold it up in your lap, and adjust the strap of your pink evening gown.

You and Suguru have barely started your relationship and you’re already dragging him to your internship events on such short notice. But, if you were the only one to show up without a date to a Cupid-themed benefit gala, it would be beyond embarrassing.

You turn towards him, your voice coming out half apologetic and half grateful. “Thank you so much for coming with me and for driving. I know this shit is last minute but I didn’t know what else to do.”

“I’m your boyfriend, it’s fine.” Suguru waves off, but the blush that burns his cheeks at the word boyfriend betrays his rather cool attitude. And your eyes widen at that statement as well, the fact you’re his girlfriend is still incredibly fresh and sometimes you have to tell yourself it isn’t a dream.

“But still, you were visiting your family in Kyoto and-”

“It’s okay, don’t stress it.”

You want to say more but you decide to listen to him, because if he didn’t have a problem with it then there is no reason you should.

The tension in the car is palpable and there are so many words (compliments) that sit on the tip of Geto’s tongue but his nervousness is taking over his senses and the fact you look like an absolute dream, like a prayer that heals even the most rotten hearts, is not exactly helping either.

The car slows as you approach the red light and your boyfriend takes the opportunity to drink you in. And he wonders if you can feel him staring at you because if you did, you were doing a wonderful job at hiding it. All of your focus was on your phone and the hundreds of texts you were sending.

Geto thanks any god out there willing to listen for this unnaturally long redlight because it gives him extra time to appreciate his girlfriend’s beauty. But when his eyes drop down to the corset detailing on your waist, the boy notices the lack of seatbelt and he immediately unbuckles his own. There are still thirty minutes of driving before you reach your destination and he rather you stay safe for as long as possible.

So, he leans over and you slightly flinch at the sudden motion. His cologne surrounds you and his hair brushes up against your collarbone; you almost ask what he’s doing but when you hear the soft click of the seatbelt buckling into place, your question is answered. Suguru starts to settle back in his seat but not before stopping so his face was right in front of yours, your heart beats wildly against your chest and you can see his pupils dilate.

“You’re so beautiful, I don’t think I can describe it.” He whispers like he’s scared if the words were too loud it would ruin everything. But no matter the volume of his voice, your body burns at the compliment and you don’t know how to respond.

But before you can formulate your next thought, green tints the inside of the car, and the person behind honks their horn. Suguru quickly sits back down and puts his own seatbelt back on, but his hand still lingers on your thigh and pink still lingers on his ears, while a smile paints your lips.

rainstorms and relocation

Rain hits hard against the roofs of houses and drenches the trees and flowers. You peek out the store window, wondering how in the world the two of you were going to make it home. It had been 75° with sunny and clear skies when you had left the house three hours ago, so you had decided to leave the car behind and take advantage of the late spring day. But you know better than to ever leave the house without an umbrella, the only problem is that your umbrella is only for one person, and as much as you call your boyfriend your “other half,” that is obviously figuratively.

You hear footsteps approaching from behind you and a hand on the small of your back guides you toward the exit.

“I’m hungry, let's go.”

“It's raining.” You state.

Geto flashes you a look of amusement, the corner of his lips perking up at your extremely serious expression. “I see that, angel. Do you not have your umbrella?”

Your lips fall into a flat line, “I do, it's just way too small.”

“We’ll be alright.”

The two of you were not alright.

Somehow the rain starts to come down heavier as you walk out the doors of the furniture store and it beats against your poor umbrella, causing it to bend every so often. Suguru holds the umbrella, leaning it slightly to his right so that you are fully covered. However, that leaves his left shoulder completely unprotected and you don’t notice it until you’re waiting for the crosswalk signal to show the little green man.

“Suguru, your entire arm is wet!” You exclaim, trying to take control of the umbrella but he has a death grip on the handle.

“It doesn’t matter.” He says, ushering you forward as the crosswalk starts its countdown.

“I don’t wanna hear all that because of course, it matters. We can just buy a bigger umbrella.” You’re trying to reason with him but once Geto Suguru is a hundred percent sure about something, it’s almost impossible to change his mind. And he just so happens to be very determined about making sure you arrive home without ever feeling one spring rain droplet.

Your boyfriend shakes his head, “Our apartment is right there, there’s no point. And it’s good practice, we’re gonna be sharing a lot more than umbrellas now.”

Suguru is right.

And oh how you hate when he’s right. However, his correctness causes your heart to sing a sweet melody, only because you know tomorrow and every tomorrow after that your love will live in the same place, like how it’s meant to be.

cocktails and cotton pads

The front door swings open and Geto has to take a step back to avoid a broken nose. You flash him the sweetest drunken smile as your body collides with his. His arms wrap around your waist to keep you stable and a silent laugh falls from his lips. You were clutching onto him so tightly like you were afraid he would disappear.

“You should’ve come! I missed you.” Your voice was a little too loud and your consonants were turning into vowels.

Suguru starts to lead you into the bathroom, his heart smiling at your words. “You said it was ‘girls’ night,’ remember?”

“Oh… ” Your face scrunches up in thought as you try to remember, “I did say that! I said that, right?”

He gives you a slight nod, “You did.”

“Next time, it’ll be a Suguru Night.” You shove your left pinky in his face. “I promisssee”

Every night that you came home to him would be a Suguru Night in his eyes. He didn’t need you to promise anything special as long as you kept loving him as you did and he could keep loving you. But, he humors you nonetheless because he knows how seriously you take promises.

His pinkie wraps around yours and the pads of your thumbs touch. The two of you lock eyes and place a kiss on your touching thumbs.

“And it’s sealed.” You slur as your bare feet finally touch the cold tile floor.

Suguru sits you down on the toilet before turning around to open the medicine cabinet full of all your skincare products. He first grabs your fluffy pink headband and turns back towards you to put it on.

“I have to put this on, stay still.” It’s a very soft command, full of care and kindness.

Your boyfriend slides on the headband - effectively pushing your hair out of your face, then he gets to work. He’s memorized your skincare routine after watching you doing it night after night and so he starts with your oil cleanser, using it to take off all your makeup. He continues with the next steps and you sit in patient silence, your body humming with drunkenness and pure admiration.

When the dark-haired man turns around to grab one of your serums, it dawns on him that you have yet to speak. Usually, you would’ve told him all about your night, every tiny detail that you could possibly remember. But instead, you were staring at him, your lips curved into a small smile and your hands clasped together in your lap.

His eyebrows furrow in concern, “You okay, princess? You need water or somethin’?”

“I’m okay.” Your voice is barely above a whisper like you were holding something back. And in an instant, Suguru is right back in front of you, his warm hands on your exposed shoulders. You look at him, really look at him (even if he’s a bit blurry due to your lingering buzz) and you notice so many things.

His hair is still slightly wavy from the French braids you gave him last night, he smells of vetiver and iris, and his lips were coated in that pink-berry chapstick you bought him last week. Geto has always been and will always be the most attractive man you have ever seen but something about tonight makes you realize how pretty he is.

Suguru raises an eyebrow at how your eyes soften like ice cream on a hot summer afternoon. He’s praying this isn’t some prelude to you crying.

“Have I ever told you how pretty you are, Sugu?”

You have. Multiple times. He thinks. He flashes you the usual look of disbelief and begins to apply your moisturizer, giving you a face massage in the process.

“Mhmm.” He hums, entertaining you for the moment.

Your lips fall into a pout and you huff a “You never believe me. I wouldn’t be with you if you were ugly.”

“Good to know.” He shakes his head in amusement, you’re always so honest both drunk and sober.

“You know I was banned from talking about you tonight. Supposedly I talk about you ‘too fucking much.’ But my thing is, I have the best boyfriend in the world and I love him more than love itself, so why wouldn't I let everyone know how much I adore him? I would even tattoo ‘I love Geto Suguru’ on my ass.”

You pause for half a second and then you continue on, “Actually, no I wouldn’t. That’s tacky as hell. You know what I would do?”

Geto’s thumbs rub small circles into your cheeks, his tone giving away that he has no idea what you’re going to say next. “What would you do?”

“I’d take your last name, I think that’s way better than a tattoo.”

Geto goes silent but he swears his heartbeat is echoing off the bathroom walls and his inner thoughts have become outer ones. His hands leave your face and opt to grab your toothbrush instead. He puts the toothpaste on and runs it under water before handing it to you.

No matter how many times he hears your drunk babbling, everything you say still shocks him. He never doubts your love for him, however, the two of you are both private people when it comes to relationships. So the fact you talk about him that much is news to him, and something about you being so proud to have him as a boyfriend has him a little bit dizzy.

And the casual confession that you would marry him, that you would love to be his wife.

“I’m getting you water, I’ll be right back.”

“M’kay” Your voice is a bit muffled from the foam in your mouth.

Suguru takes a minute to catch his breath in the kitchen.

You are going to be the death of him.

How does he even respond to that? With an engagement ring he has yet to buy (it’s still sitting in his online cart waiting for Shoko’s approval)? Or maybe with a proclamation of his own, one that you will only half remember come morning time.

The dark-haired man walks back into your shared bedroom after collecting himself and catches sight of you pulling one of his graphic tees onto your body. You barely glance at him before settling into bed, fatigue now coating every single one of your features. All the drinking and dancing is finally catching up to you. Geto hands you the cup of water and you softly thank him before drinking it. He slides your bonnet on as you down the water. He wonders if you could feel his hands shaking due to his racing heart, or the way his breaths are heavier than usual.

But you don’t. The alcohol still clouding your sense of awareness and your laser-focused on trying to pull Suguru into bed. He wants nothing more than to lay next to you and rub your back until you fall asleep, but he’s now full of the sort of energy that is created by love - true love.

And you give up after a few tries, mumbling something that’s close to a “goodnight” and drifting off to sleep. Your boyfriend grabs one of your many lip balms off of your vanity and applies it to your lips before finally settling down next to you. Suguru’s back is against the headboard, one hand scrolling through his phone and the other one tracing shapes on your arm. He looks down at you, eyes shining with the kind of emotion that is only captured in two sentence quotes and letters from another time.

“What am I going to do with you?”

Then he phone pings with a text that says: “it’s perfect for her.”

a/n: hey yalllll, it’s been a hot minute but i hope you liked this (i lovedddd writing it) and i have two other wipes, luv y’all <3333 and let me know what you thought :))

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