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nova-amor · 5 months

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itadori yuji is the ideal lover.

the type of boyfriend to fill his notes app with your favorite foods, your makeup brand preferences, your dreams and aspirations, and all the other little details he loves so much about you. the type of boyfriend that loves to shower you with love 24/7, peppering your face with wet kisses and pulling you into tight embraces regardless of where you are or who you’re with. the type of boyfriend to bring you flowers before every date, bringing along a fresh bouquet to replace the slowly browning ones on your nightstand.

yet, even though yuji is a phenomenal boyfriend, he isn’t too experienced with female anatomy. so, ever the good boyfriend that he is, yuji enlists his older half-brother to teach him a thing or two on the subject of pleasing you.

which is how, on the odd night that his roommates megumi and nobara aren’t around, yuji invites you over to his apartment under the pretense that you’d be hanging out with him and his older brother. yet, with their heavy gazes raking over you as soon as you stepped through the door, you knew that you three would be doing more than just hanging out.

at some point while watching a movie, you had ended up sandwiched between kamo choso’s thick thighs, your legs hooked over his calves and forced far enough apart to provide yuji with ample access to your core. your fingers were laced into yuji’s pink hair, nails scratching at his scalp as he dragged the flat of his tongue up your slit, lapping away happily at your cunt with slow, fluid strokes.

“is this okay, baby?” yuji inquired from below you, his golden eyes wide and curious as he peered up at you. his lips and chin were smeared with a thick mixture of spit and your essence, his tongue dragging against his bottom lip to lick up some of the juices. “am i doing a good job?”

choso rolled your puffy nipples between his fingers, massaging and kneading at your heavy breasts like they were made of dough. “you’re doing so good, you— feels so good, so fuckin’ good— love your tongue, baby—” you answered yuji as his lips curled into a large grin. yuji dove his head back into your cunt, suckling on your sensitive clit hard and fluttering his tongue against it. “fuck! yuji! y-your mouth feels s’ good— yes yes yes, keep goin’! just like that— right there, yuu!” your words sent jolts of electricity down yuji’s cock, his hips bucking against the mattress to ease the growing ache between his legs.

“such an insatiable little girl— you close?” choso whispered into your ear, his breath hot against your skin. he nipped at the cartilage of your ear, biting lightly at the flesh as he pinched your nipples harder. your hips bucked into yuji’s face, your walls clenching hard around yuji’s tongue. “you gonna cum all over yuji’s tongue? gonna make a mess all over my little brother’s face? keep it up, yuji, i wanna see what kind of face she makes when she cums.”

your thighs began to tremble against yuji’s ears, the buildup of pressure at the pit of your stomach growing stronger and stronger until it finally became all too much. with one more drag of his tongue across your clit, your release gushed out onto yuji’s face, his eager tongue continuing to lap at your clit as you creamed all over him. “ahh, there it is.” choso said with a smirk, watching in amusement as you whined about it all being too much.

“tastes so good,” yuji groaned, your musky taste on his tongue making him salivate even more. while yuji was distracted with cleaning up your cunt with his tongue, one of choso’s hands grasped at the underside of your jaw, tilting your head up to look at him.

choso smirked at your fucked-out expression, your eyes glassy and flushed lips parted from heavy pants. “was it too much? huh? yuji did too good of a job?” choso taunted you, his lips mere centimeters from yours. his breath smelled of the cherry soda he had been drinking earlier, your heart racing in your chest from how close you were.

“yuji,” choso’s voice grabbed at his brother’s attention, yuji’s eyes curiously bouncing between you and choso. “be a good brother and let me tongue-fuck your girlfriend next. i’ll teach you how to make her squirt.”

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mymegumi · 6 months

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03:47 ෆ ITADORI YUUJI

⠀ for: @driaswrld sorry pookie for the emotional dmg (-ω-、)

“yuu,” you grunt, hands flailing out in the darkness as you try to push your lug of a boyfriend away from you, “stars, you need to stop eating so much, you weigh as much as a tractor trailer.”

the response you get is a long snore, followed by the soft smacking of his lips.

normally, you wouldn’t complain about your sweet boy’s body weight or the comforting pressure of his limbs draped over you, but currently, you’re facing a singularly unique experience that no one has ever seen happen before—you need to pee. badly. yuuji has been bulking lately, meaning for dinner you have to make about three servings of food, all for him, and then a fourth serving for yourself (of which he usually finishes off for you if you can’t manage to eat it all).

not to say you dislike watching your boyfriend’s gym experiences, or even that you discourage them, but you’re just annoyed now that he’s gained about 5-10 pounds of muscle mass that you can barely manage to push him off of you.

he’s not a gentle sleeper. in fact, he’s single-handedly the most violent sleeper you’ve ever met and the first time you’d stayed over at his apartment, he scared you awake at least three or five times. now, you’re so used to his sudden spasms and uncontrollable snoring that it hardly phases you, or you can just ignore it and fall asleep again, but the discomfort of needing to pee has taken precedence over anything else.

yuuji is truly lucky you love him more than anything else, right now, because he’s star-fished himself across your queen-sized bed, an arm over your stomach and his legs flung over both of yours while the blanket is tangled between both of your bodies. he is happily snoozing away, blissfully deep in dream world as you continue trying to push him off.

this wouldn’t be an issue, because despite his bulking and the near constant complaint of ‘yuu, you weigh too much for us to wrestle properly because you always win!’, normally, you can at least shove him off enough to scramble out of the tangle of limbs.

tonight is an issue because he’s clingy.

yuuji is a stage-five clinger in his sleep only a third of the time. most of the time you’re free to come and go as you please, but sometimes, on rare occasion, he can psychically know you’re trying to leave the bed and stop you in his sleep. he’ll grab your waist and shove his face in your neck, he’ll snag a wrist and interlace your fingers, and on the one rare time, he’ll somehow hook his foot around your leg and make you fall back onto the bed. it was insane, the lengths he would go to to make you stay in the comfort of your bed—all while miraculously asleep.

so, you’d tried to sneak out of bed to pee and he’d grabbed your hip, forcing you back into bed with the grip of a man desperate to keep you by his side. you’d find it endearing if you weren’t about to pee your pants.

“i love you,” you whisper, turning your head to press your nose into his cheek and trying to burn a hole in his head, “but i’m gonna murder you if you don’t wake up and let me leave.”

“s’love you.” he mutters. he tilts his head towards you and presses a kiss to your nose.

you narrow your eyes. “what’s megumi’s middle name?”

“francis.”

he’s not awake. the poor boy wouldn’t have lied so easily if he was awake, and you are left to flop against the mattress helplessly.

you hate waking him up because he always looks like someone kicked a puppy in front of him and then told the dog it sucked. it just wasn’t nice and he deserved all the nice things in the world. you also hate waking him up because he is somehow such a deep sleeper. you’d have to be screaming your lungs off at an intruder for him to wake up in perfect lucidity.

you’ll have to find another plan to sneaking away from him and going to the bathroom. you wouldn’t give up, but you’d bide your time. eventually he’d have to move away from you and then, that’d be your chance to slip away.

(you end up falling asleep in his embrace and running to the bathroom frantically when the sun rises.)

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teatreeoilll · 3 months

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"Itadori," You whisper, it has become a habit - you try to knock as quietly as you can, hesitantly disturbing the dark quiet hall, “Itadori.”

He opens the door, palm of his hand flattening the creases on his t-shirt while he slowly blinks the slumber off his eyes, “Can’t sleep?”

You shake your head, relief washing over your body as he opens the door wider.

He wasn’t sure how it started, maybe it was the friendly hugs growing longer and tighter after every passing tragedy until you finally knocked on his door one night with tears pooling in your big bright eyes.

You nuzzle into his neck with your nose buried deep into the fabric of his shirt, “You smell like instant noodles,” you declare sleepily, and you hear his breath hitch before adding, “I like instant noodles.”

Itadori Yuji had already came to terms with the fact he was going to die, and probably sooner rather than later. He knew that the way his heart raced when he smelled that scent of shampoo on your hair wouldn’t amount to anything good; he spent a long time convincing himself it was fruitless, futile, and all the other words starting with the letter ‘f’ all the way to completely fucked up.

But every time he finally felt your breath slow down, the shallow, warm puffs of air warming his chest, he couldn’t help but mutter, “I love you.”

#itadori yuji x reader #yuji x reader #yuji x you #yuji x y/n #itadori yuuji x y/n #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen x you #yuji itadori x you #yuji itadori x reader #yuuji x y/n #itadori yuuji x you #yuuji x you #itadori yuuji x reader #yuuji x reader

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yuujisuku · 2 months

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Better Than Your Fantasies: a Yuuji smut fic!

tags: roommate au, best friends to lovers, mutual pining, oral sex, voyeurism, does this count as dubcon cus IDKKK eeep!!, breeding kink on readers end for sure, yuuji doesn't know how to pull out thank gosh ur on the pill, masturbation, yuuji needs to freaking learn how to knock but also hehe, aged up ofc!

wrote this for @yuujispinkhair cus we are married to yuuji HEHEEEEEE

While Yuuji is walking back home from getting some takeout for himself and his cute roommate, he sees a flyer for an upcoming Carnival event. The flyer says there will be fun games and prizes. Yuuji hopes to take you there. It'll be so fun for the both of you. He's been wanting to try those chocolate covered candy apples for a while now. He imagines how fun it'll be to see your tiny mouth attempt to devour that apple in whole.

He takes one of the flyers as he's walking back home. Once he's walking up the steps to your apartment he grabs his house key while sporting the takeout bag on his arm and opens the apartment door.

It's quiet except for your dog and cat cuddling and snoring on your couch in the living room. He can hear the filter running from your fish tank as well, but you are nowhere to be found. Where is his cute roommate?

You must be in your room. He leaves the takeout on the kitchen counter and heads over to you. There are no sounds coming from the door, so perhaps you were taking a nap from working your 4 hour shift.

Once he opens the door, the sight he sees isn't what he was expecting. You were sprawled out on the bed, completely naked. Your eyes are closed and your legs are spread, with your vibrator wand between your legs, stimulating your pretty puffy clit. Your thighs were glistening with your pussy juices and you were singing the cutest whimpers while your pussy was leaking from your arousal.

Yuuji should have knocked. Now he just feels like a pervert. He's just standing there while there's now a very visible tent in his pants and his cock is straining inside it. He should leave and give you some privacy to do your business but he just can't move. He just stays there, watching you pleasure yourself with your vibrator. You circle the head of your clit with it and he can see that your thighs are twitching from the pleasuring sensation. You bite your lip as you move the wand down to your puckering hole and slide the vibrator inside and out. You whimper from how good it feels when you play with your pussy hole. Yuuji can't contain himself anymore, but he doesn't want to take advantage of you.

You guys are friends. He should just leave now so he doesn't make you hate him forever. If you noticed him there it could end everything. He can't imagine what it would be like to lose you. He can't lose you. You are everything he's ever wanted.

He doesn't know how he finds the strength to move his legs but he does. His rock hard cock feels painful in his skinny jeans, but he'll just go back to his room to take care of it.

“Yuuji! O-oh- Yuu…Aaaaah!”

He whips his head around. This cannot be happening. He curses himself for not leaving sooner. Have you realized he was there all along?

But the thing is you haven't. You're still laying there, cumming all over the vibrator that Yuuji wishes was his cock. You're sucking in the lower half of your stomach as cum drips from your pussy. Your mouth forms a cute O-shape as you orgasm, screaming Yuuji's name.

Oh God, does this mean you were thinking of him the whole time while you were pleasuring yourself? This can't be real. Yuuji just tells himself he's dreaming and this is all just in his imagination. You don't want him as badly, that can't just be true.

You're panting when you open your eyes. When you see Yuuji you let out a shriek. You were not expecting him to be home right now.

You were a blubbering mess. You wanted to say something but your mouth would open and close and nothing would come out. Should you apologize? But Yuuji is just standing there, watching you with lust-filled hooded eyes. It's not like it's your fault he doesn't know the definition of privacy.

Yuuji begins to walk over to your bed, not saying a word. Your heart is beating way too fast inside your chest, and you're scared but excited. He begins to crawl over you once he reaches the bed. You quickly shut your thighs but he spreads them again, not wanting you to hide from him.

He hums as he observes your creamy pussy hole. Your clit is still hard and puffy from stimulating it for so long. Yuuji bends down to taste the dried cum from your pussy. You cry out from the sensation from his tongue as it laps up the cum from your orgasm.

You can't believe this is real and it's way better than in your fantasies. You reach over to watch Yuuji's head bury itself in between your thighs. He circles his tongue around your enlarged clit and the sensation almost feels too much after your previous orgasm. The way Yuuji flicks his tongue across your clit and then devours your hole with his tongue is way better than your stupid vibrator. Yuuji's tongue is making harsher strokes against your pussy, making out with your clit and hole. He loves the taste of your cum mixed with your wetness.

Yuuji lifts his head for a moment, and you can see your glistening juices coat his mouth.

“Tell me about your fantasy, baby. Were you thinking about me fucking your pussy with my mouth?”

So dirty that it turns you on. That's what you want. You want Yuuji to devour you as if you're his last meal and not stop even if you can't take it anymore.

“i-i was thinking about how I want your cock and your mouth and how I want you to fuck me so hard I pass out- Wait! Yuuji, please!”

Yuuji dives back in to eat your pussy and groans at how fucking beautiful those words sound. He's just happy his best friend who became his roommate has been lusting after him and the only way she knew how to satiate that was to use a pathetic vibrator to pleasure herself instead of his mouth and his cock as it should be.

Yuuji goes back to sucking your clit vigorously and using his fingers to fuck your pussy hole. He curves his fingers upwards to massage your G-spot, wanting so badly to make his beautiful woman come on his mouth.

You ride Yuuji's mouth and fingers, grinding your hips on his tongue and throwing your head back to moan from the seering pleasure. You're moaning so loud the neighbors might as well hear how good Yuuji is fucking you right now.

“Fuck, Yuu! I'm so fucking close!” You cry out as you ride his face. You fall back against the bed as Yuuji grips your thighs and buries his face against your pussy.

Your lower stomach sucks inward while Yuuji laps up the cum dripping from your hole. You taste so good that he doesn't want to even pull his head away, but he has no other choice than to give you his cock right now.

“God that was fucking amazing, Yuu!” You smile as he chuckles and reaches up to kiss your puffy red lips that are swollen from you biting them to sniffle your moans.

“You don't know how long I've wanted to do that.” Yuuji whispers against your lips. You love the taste of your wetness coating his mouth as you move your lips against his. They feel so soft. You moan as you feel his tongue play with yours.

You hear Yuuji pull his zipper down and pull his boxers down as he frees his cock.

Yuuji locks your thighs with his hands and bends them over your head as he rubs his cock over your pussy lips. You turn your head to get a good look at his cock and holy shit! It's massive. You don't even think it's going to fit. It's such a pretty cock, girthy with a pretty pink head.

Yuuji pushes his hips as your walls envelope his cock, groaning at the sensation of your gummy walls gripping his shaft. You're so tight, and so wet. It's not even painful because your pussy is made for him. You're stomach flutters at the sensation of how Yuuji looks so fucking pretty looking down at your pussy with so much desire in his gaze.

After Yuuji gets used to the feeling he begins to thrust inside you. He begins to pound inside you, snapping his hips and fucking you with so much passion, like he's been waiting for centuries for this. You cry out from how his cock is hitting all your spots inside you. You're glad Yuuji isn't trying to be soft with you because you want him to ruin you. You want him to stretch your pussy so wide that your pussy is shaped to only fit his cock.

“Ah, fuck! You're taking my cock so well, baby! Fuck! I love you, baby! I love you so fucking much!” Yuuji shouts as he bends over his chest so that your breasts are pressed against his pecs. You grip his hair as his hips are slamming against yours.

This position is deliciously good. You love how his cock is stroking your spots so deliciously deep. Your baby is taking care of you and fucking you so good that you feel like you're close.

You want him to cum inside you and fill your walls up with his creamy white cum.

You love this. You love that Yuuji's taking care of you but you wish you didn't have to wait so long to feel his cock fill you up and stretch your walls as he pounds inside you. You're just grateful you can have this now and for so many other days to come as well.

“Ah, fuck!! Yuuji I'm cumming, baby!!”

“Cum for me, baby! Cum all over my cock!” Yuuji presses his forehead against yours and you see not just lust but adoration in his eyes. He loves you, you can tell by how he's looking at you, like you hold the stars in his sky.

Yuuji comes not long after. He doesn't pull out. He releases inside your walls and you feel his cum spurt inside your womb. It almost feels like it goes on for too long, but you love how warm it feels as he releases inside of you. You're glad you're on the pill, so it's not like you'll get pregnant if you're careful.

As Yuuji's thrusts slow down, you feel him press a kiss to your forehead and smile against it. Yuuji laughs as he here's your stomach growl, and he's glad he's brought takeout because now you guys can enjoy the food together. Yuuji gets up to get a wet towel from your bathroom to clean you up.

“That was amazing. I love you, Yuu!” You smile as he laughs and kisses your cheek.

He takes off his shirt and puts it over you. He puts his boxers back on and takes you in his arms back to the kitchen so you can both enjoy your food.

He can't wait to take his new girlfriend to that Carnival event later, he reminds himself.

#might just dedicate all my yuuji fics to winter atp #yuuji x reader #itadori yuuji x reader #itadori yuuji x y/n #itadori yuuji x you #yuuji itadori x you #yuuji itadori x reader #yuuji itadori x y/n #I wish I could write longer fics WHY AM I SO BAD AT THAT LIKE #yuuji smut #yuuji itadori smut #yuuji itadori x reader smut #jjk smut #jjk x reader smut

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nc-vb · 8 months

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𝐍𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐠𝐢𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞; 𝐚 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

y'all can thank @yuujispinkhair for this one... 🫶🏻💕 and the very, very graphic dream i had about yuuji the other night. hm.

pairing -> yuuji itadori x fem!reader

warnings -> 18+ (mdni), mentions/description of blood & allusion to death (reader is a sorcerer); cunnilingus & masturbation (m); sex as a cure-all (duh). not beta'ed.

wc -> 2.1k

Like some blessing from some unknown god, Yuuji Itadori ends up being home before you. And, if it weren’t already obvious, this isn’t something that happens often.

If it isn’t his actual job holding him back, then it’s either a distraction of some kind (typically a courtesy of his former sensei) or a previous engagement he’s made with Megumi, Todo, or Chōsō. Usually, this made you, as the one who’d insisted on a strict schedule for your availability as a means to preserve your sanity within the jujutsu world (or what was left of it, anyhow), the first one home. The first one to bathe, the first one into their pajamas, the first one to start dinner. It’s only perhaps once or twice per month that you’d find him waiting for your return, already cleaned up from the day and with something tantalizing wafting your way from the stovetop.

Positively drained, you’d entered your shared apartment with your eyes blurred and half-open, not even registering that it’d already been unlocked, or that there were sounds coming from the inside. For all you knew, it could’ve been a burglar (not that they would’ve stood a chance, anyway— still, having a little self-preservation is an advisable forethought for next time, you’d later remind yourself), but in looking down to toe your shoes off, you spot a pair of dark red sneakers to the left of the door.

The breath that leaves you is heavy, loud, and dances between sounding like relief and sounding like you’re about to cry.

Yuuji, who’d been using the blender with his back facing the door, had yet to notice you’d finally come home. Late, he realizes, having looked to the stove clock and finding it to be almost twenty minutes past your usual return time. He’d never questioned your capabilities, not once, but you’d never been this late home without sending him a text or calling him first. And his phone’s been on the counter this whole time— not a ding or a buzz or a light up of the screen to indicate that you’d tried to contact him, not once.

Swallowing harshly, he switches off the blender, the red sauce inside swirling to a sudden stop, and reaches out for it. Before he can grab it, however, you’d grabbed onto the bottom of his sweater from behind, tugging him back a pace. With a yelp, he turns on the spot, eyes wide and searching when they meet your watering ones.

“Oh, you’re back,” he says, exhaling sharply. Instantly, his arms rise and wrap tightly around you, and weakly, you’d raised yours to do the same, curling around his middle and practically collapsing into him. “Hm, you feelin’ okay?”

“… bad day,” you mumble into him. Pressing a kiss against into your cheek, he gently forces the two of you apart, holding you at arms’ length to look you up and down.

“You didn’t get hurt, right?” You shake your head, but Yuuji holds up your one arm by your wrist, gaze zeroing in on a colourful blotch on your white button-up. “Wait, is that blood?”

When your eyes begin to water more rapidly than they had before, you blink quickly to rid yourself of them, instead looking in the opposite direction of it.

“… it’s not mine.” Yuuji lowers your arm again, smoothing a hand down it from shoulder to elbow before collecting you into him again.

“Sorry,” he says softly. Your lips curdle against each other, and you nod, probably more times than necessary, but Yuuji doesn’t make notice of it. “I’m making dinner; some Italian dish Kugisaki showed me a picture of yesterday. You hungry?”

You can only bring yourself to shrug, and mentally curse your sudden flip to using non-verbal responses.

“Wanna take a bath first? It won’t be ready for a bit.”

You don’t tell him that you’d already showered when you stopped by the college, instead shaking your head that you burrow further into his chest. There’d been a lot more blood on you than what he’d found on the shirt you’d borrowed; you very well couldn’t walk through the city looking like the main character of that horror film Yuuji’d watched a few weeks back, but it looks like you might’ve missed a spot somehow.

He hums, sounding thoughtful.

“Step on my feet for a sec,” he tells you after a moment. You look to him in confusion, but he only nods his head in encouragement, grinning softly. Not wanting to hurt him (something he finds cute, because you could never), you tread lightly on him, holding onto his forearms for balance while you steady yourself. “Put your arms around me and hold on tight, okay?”

You nod, and do.

In turn, he tries hard not to jostle you when he takes the blender and pours the contents into a saucepan, and turns the burner on low heat.

Yuuji’s idea had been ingenious— killing two birds with a single stone, he could get dinner done and keep comforting you this way. With the last of the prep done and needing a good fifteen to a half an hour to simmer, he could focus on taking care of you again.

There’d been so many times that your presence proved a healing one, especially on the days and for the times that a mission had gone oh, so wrong; yours was the only one that could begin healing him. Your love came off in waves, it radiated like heat and shined like the brightest, most northern star that it couldn’t be missed or ignored. In the beginning, Yuuji didn’t want to burden you with his anguish, with his trauma— he’d been content in giving that sort of care to you when he could. But you’d insisted.

How’s it fair to take but not give? you’d gone and reasoned with him. Our pain and sadness, i-it’s not something to be graded or compared. I love you too much to ever let you suffer it alone.

And with how he’d slept the rest of the evening with you, tucked into your chest and bundled up and in your arms, warm and safe, how could he try and refuse you ever again?

Despite the seriousness of the trauma you’d faced today, Yuuji stills finds your position amusing, holding onto him like a koala on a tree, and only freeing you from it after a moment of respite in hobbling through the kitchen with you. A sharp noise escapes you when he sweeps you up into his arms, having had to tear your arms away from him first.

“Where are we going?” you ask him.

“To get you out of these clothes and into bed— we’re eating in here tonight.” Yuuji knocks open the door to the bedroom, quickly crossing the floor to set you down on the edge of the mattress before trotting over to his closet.

“… we’re gonna get the sheets messy again.”

“So, we get the sheets messy again. Then we’ll just have to clean them up again, right?”

From off one of the far hangers, Yuuji pulls off a thick, dark green sweater— it’s one of your favourites that he wears, mainly because of the small, embroidered turtle etched over the heart of it. He’s made sure to wear it often for you, his scent now buried deep into the fabric; he’d been saving it for just such an occasion.

“Armies up,” he says after undoing the top three buttons of your blouse— he’s glad the babying word manages to pull a chuckle out of you, even a shake of your head as you lift your “armies” above it. Yuuji pulls the shirt off of you, sniggering when the collar manages to catch around your forehead; with a tug or two, you are freed and left sitting topless, but it leaves you ruffled, and Yuuji’s face rosy.

He can’t help but to bend over and kiss you. Obviously, you’d been waiting for him to finish dressing you, but it was too much to see you sitting there and not collect at least one kiss.

Or seven, he thinks as your lips part for him. Instead, he smiles against them, ending his onslaught with a peck to your nose.

“Let’s get you dressed.”

You huff, somewhat petulantly. “Mm.”

Yuuji pulls the sweater over your head (where it pops out, almost like the turtle sewn into it), and threads your hands to the ends of the sleeves. His hands slide along your waist on his way of pulling it down past it; you shiver, hands searching for his to stop him.

“Yuu,” you murmur.

“Yeah,” he whispers back.

“Don’t go and do something like this when… when you’d just stopped me from kissing you…”

“Sorry. Couldn’t help myself.”

“… I wasn’t asking you to.”

He pauses. “… you gotta rest, y’know.”

“I know.”

“… dinner’s gonna have to be checked on soon.”

“Mhm. That’s fine.”

“______…”

You lift your hips up and slide off your slacks— you don’t touch the shorts sitting to the left of you. Yuuji dares to look down, only to find you bare naked from the hips down; you’d discarded your undergarments after the mission, too far gone to want to keep around as some stained souvenir.

“… t-this was supposed to be a “pg-13” thing, you know,” he suddenly stammers. Smiling tiredly at him, you cup his reddened face in your hands and pull him toward you.

“Ratings are always changing.”

Yuuji sighs, unable to argue with your reasoning. Even more, the times he’d returned home to you and wanted nothing more than to be as close to you as the heavens would allow meant that he could not and would not deny you now. Not with how… determined you seem for a distraction.

And so, he denies you no longer. Instead of returning to the kitchen to taste the sauce, Yuuji drops onto his knees, parts yours, and begins to taste you. Each swipe of his tongue along your slit and each suckle of your clit tears you further and further from your thoughts, dragging you both closer to shore and further out to sea— you tremble quite violently when the vulgar sound of Yuuji’s slurping echoes about the room, and you press yourself deeper and deeper into the mattress now beneath you.

“Y-Yuuji,” you cry into your knuckles, a failed attempt to stifle the noises he’d pulled from you.

Body tense from your impending orgasm, you shakily push yourself onto an elbow to watch him work. But past staring at his slick-covered chin or into his lidded eyes, you take note of his one arm and how it jerks forward and back below the bed’s horizon. In taking a moment to breathe, Yuuji groans, voice cracking and tongue lolling— he dives back down and presses his tongue against your clit, and it’s instantaneous; one hand gripping the duvet, the other fingers through his soft pink hair to hold on for dear life, you gasp, heat bursting in your lower stomach and beneath Yuuji’s own hand.

“Yuuji!!” You writhe, and it’s all he can do with but a single free hand to pin you down so you can ride your orgasms out together. He gasps, breath hot and shuddering against your wet cunt as his own mess coats his wrist. You whine as he dares to lap a little more at you, and your entire body twitches atop the mattress. “Yuuji…”

“Ahhh.” He finally parts from you, leaning back onto his hand and panting toward this ceiling. “I think that was a new record for us,” he says, and you immediately laugh. Thank goodness, he thinks, relieved to hear it.

“I-I think you’re right,” you say, sitting upright with a shake. “Ah, but Yuuji, I don’t think I’m really hungry for food anymore.”

“You’re not hungry for food?” he repeats, head tilted in confusion. “What else could you be hungry fo— oh.” Suddenly bashful, even in the aftermath, Yuuji ruffles his hair back into place from when you’d had it in a death grip, only to flush even more red.

“T-Then… let me at least go and turn off the stove…”

#this WAS sfw... whoopsie.#yuuji itadori x reader #yuuji itadori x yn #yuuji itadori x y/n #itadori yuuji x reader #itadori yuuji x yn #itadori yuuji x y/n #itadori yuuji #yuuji itadori #yuuji itadori smut #itadori yuuji smut #jjk smut #jjk x reader #right... now that it's 7am... sleepy time.

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nikonyash · 2 years

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Headcanons for yuuji

Yeah, sex is good. But, have you ever tried holding hands?

Itadori Yuuji is a fan of skinship. He values the warmth & sincerity, and rarely deepen a peck to a kiss. When he pats your back gently, you might think he want some, but turns out he only wrap his arms around you with his chin resting on your shoulder before giving small kisses on it.

When you both are watching movies, he will pull you for a cuddle and buried his nose in your hair. He cherish you a lot, and touching while looking closely at every inch of you making him feeling that you, and the moment he spends together with you are truly exist. Most often, he will bring your hand to his lips and kiss your knuckles, then asking you to pat his head like a spoiled toddler. Doing as he told, your fingers going through his head while he's being head over heels, once again melting under your touch.

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lixmooon · 4 months

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Choso asking to itadori to call him once onii chan that's my favorite moment ever

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nanaslutt · 2 months

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when you leave in the morning w/out waking the jjk guys

ʚ incl: gojo, geto, nanami, toji, choso, sukuna, megumi, itadori

ʚ cont: suggestiveness (heavy on geto’s), crack, fluff

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT FOLLOW

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kenm4vhs · 5 months

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just bring back my silly little baby 🥺

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #yuji itadori #itadori yuji #jjk itadori #jujutsu itadori #itadori x reader #itadori x you #itadori x y/n #itadori fluff #itadori yuuji #jjk yuuji #yuuji x reader #yuuji #jujutsu kaisen yuuji #jujutsu yuuji

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mommypieck · 5 months

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⌗︙・best friend yuuji ⸜⸜・

i know for a fact that best friend itadori wants to know everything about your sex life.

"what's the biggest you have taken?" he asks you with a smirk as you're sitting in his dorm.

"about 6 inches." you answer and yuuji chokes. he's been told he's big but he never sayed attention to it. but 6 inches is way smaller than he is.

"anything bigger?" he nervously laughs, making you raise a eyebrow at him.

"nope, anything bigger would tear my guts." his heart sinks to his stomach, is he too big for you?

"are you trying to say something?" you have him, he thinks. now there's no denying.

"im a bit bigger."

"yuuji, slow down." you moan as his big cock slides through your insides. yuuji thought the best way to prove that he's big is that he's gonna fuck you with all he has.

"i told you it's gonna fit." he smiles at you, pistoling his cock inside. your pussy is filled to the brim, he's so thick he almost has trouble moving. but with how wet you are, you make it easier for him. you have never thought you would fuck your best friend, but now the circumstances are different, your best friend has a big cock.

"gonna cum, sweet girl?" you can't even listen to what he's saying, his cock is making you drunk. yuuji finds your clit and he rubs it at the speed of his thrusts. all you manage is to yell out before you cum around his cock. he fucks you through your orgasm, cumming inside of you.

"i hope you don't mind i came inside." he tells you as he's cleaning you up. you shake your head, "no, i feel proud to have cum inside of me produced by such a big cock."

he laughs at your answer, throwing the towel at your head. he climbs on the bed next to you, straddling you.

"yeah? then we can try if it will fit in your mouth."

#jjk smut #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #yuuji itadori x y/n #yuuji itadori smut #yuuji itadori x reader

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mymegumi · 7 months

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YOU’LL BE THE LAST TO KNOW ও ITADORI YUUJI

⠀ warnings: hurt/no comfort

itadori yuuji is meant for great things.

he has the smile of the sun and patience of a saint. he wipes away your tears with the look of someone who is physically hurt by the things that hurt you. he kisses the corner of your lips to convey to you that he loves you with all he is. he presses his hand to the small of your back so you always know that he’s there, that you’re never alone.

he loves you with everything he is, and it scares you.

you don’t think you deserve it. you can barely perform jujutsu at anything higher than a grade three sorcerer can. itadori performs as well as and is on his way to being better than grade one sorcerer—hell, he could be a special grade before this whole ordeal is said and done.

idiotically stupid and loyal to a fault, you know that he’s never had an evil bone in his body. he wipes away your worries with the promise of a life greater than jujutsu, kisses against your skin the image of a family.

you’re scared, though.

you feel anxiety crawling down your throat whenever he leaves on a mission you aren’t strong enough for. you let the feeling of uselessness wash over you every time he presses a final kiss against your forehead, fear shaking your bones that that’ll be the last one.

but itadori is the protagonist.

he is meant to be bigger, do better, and be the one to stop things.

when you beg him to stay behind, to just stay with you and let someone else do the job you know only he can do, he just shakes his head sadly. he lets his hand slip from yours and gives you time to cope with the fact that he might not always be there.

“if it’s not me,” he’d say, at the edge of your doorway, “then there’s no one else.”

“there’s me.” you’d beg back, hands clutched to your chest as you can feel the anguish of him leaving. “just stay with me.”

and he doesn’t say anything. you know why.

it’s never enough to make him stay.

itadori yuuji is meant for greater things.

it’s what everyone says when you ask others about him. kugisaki says that he’s held back by the meaningless relationships and friendships he’s had at jujutsu high. you’re not sure if it’s a slight at you, but you ignore it. megumi highlights his ever evolving skills and martial prowess. says that he’ll surpass even the greatest jujutsu high alum at the rate he’s learning and that he’s going to be a name everyone knows.

you think you’re holding him back.

because jujutsu high is being attacked and you know he won’t stop asking people where you are. he’s probably looking for you at this very moment, truthfully, while trying to fend of a group of humans using jujutsu negatively.

but you don’t want to stand in his way.

you love him so dearly, know him so well, that you know he’ll drop anything and everything he’s doing to help you. you couldn’t even fight off more than a handful of curses on your own, there’s no way you can call itadori to be your prince in shining armor.

he’s probably saving people who are worthy of it.

hand pressed against your abdomen, you feel the blood spill past your fingers and if you weren’t already on the floor from the blood-loss, you think you’d end up there from spilling your guts.

it might seem like you detest him, you realize later on. the self deprecating thoughts and disdainful comments to stay behind, but it’s because you always imagined he would be the one to die first. you suppose it’s cruel irony that it would be you, wouldn’t it?

you die holding onto your matching locket. the missing couplet was hung loosely around itadori’s own neck on a gold chain.

he finds you later.

the wails are enough to make kugisaki need to step outside. megumi can hardly handle stand to watch the sigh of him cradling your body.

he wishes more than anything he could’ve told you he loves you one last time.

#itadori x you #jjk itadori #itadori x y/n #itadori yuuji x y/n #itadori x reader #itadori yuuji x you #itadori yuuji x reader #jujutsu itadori #itadori yuuji #txt!writing

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teatreeoilll · 4 months

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I have made myself sad with this drabble; w/c: 0.2K

"It's going to sound stupid," Yuji admits, perched on a chair in the corner of the room, "but I think about the morning, y'know? Because it was just a Wednesday morning. Fushiguro complaining about someone finishing all the milk, even though he always says he drinks his coffee black," the corners of his mouth curl up at the thought, "and Kugisaki -" and drop back down at the next.

And you quiet down. Talking wasn't big among Jujutsu sorcerers, and the widespread consensus was that you just don't mention these things; since living through them once should be more than quiet enough.

But when you looked at the darkened eyes of Yuji Itadori, you wondered if maybe talking about it once would be considered acceptable.

"And there's never anything important that happens on Wednesday," you continue his train of thought, "you always sit there and plan whatever it is you'll do on the weekend, only to waste it away lying in bed whenever it eventually comes around."

A soft hum escapes his lips, "Can't waste the days away anymore, can we?"

"Guess not," you muse, "but how about a few minutes?" You lightly brush a hand against his arm, bringing him back from the recollections, "Come on, Itadori, the end of the world will wait a few minutes."

#yuji x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #yuji itadori x reader #itadori x reader #itadori yuuji x reader #itadori yuuji x you #jjk x you #yuuji x reader #yuuji x you #yuuji x y/n #jujutsu kaisen x you #itadori yuuji x y/n #yuji itadori x you #itadori x you #itadori x y/n

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yuujisuku · 2 months

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i wrote this for @yuujispinkhair and @churipu because u both are my favorite writers in the world and I would sell my left kidney for the both of u!

Boyfie!Yuuji: Whose hands are too cold but you warm him up with your own. You love the way his body is like an ice bath and it cools you up after a sweaty workout. You love indulging in sweaty cuddles with him and it feels like home to be wrapped up in your boyfriend's big strong arms.

Boyfie!Yuuji: Who loves when you make him listen to your music playlists. He loves your music taste. He loves the way you'd make him little playlists that you say reminds you of him and he's always blushing when he listens to the lyrics. He loves the soft love songs the most but when you add something freaky he can't help but pin your arms to the bed and make sweet love to his beautiful woman.

Boyfie!Yuuji: Who will tell all his friends about how his girlfriend is the one for him. How he wants to put a ring on your finger and never let you go. He'll tell them how he dreams about your belly being swollen up with his kids, and his friends will tease him about that but he honestly doesn't care. He'll just walk through Tokyo looking at cute wedding rings hoping one day you'll say yes and the both of you will be together forever. He doesn't doubt that you'll reject him, though. He knows you love him just as much as he loves you.

Boyfie!Yuuji: Who will never forget to do something special for your birthday, Valentines day, or the holidays. He'll make you a gift basket of all of your favorite things and then get you your favorite snacks or a ginormous birthday cake and the frosting will say “Happy Birthday to my beautiful lady!”

Boyfie!Yuuji: The only downside to birthdays is that Yuuji is WAY too eager to come home and feed you the delicious cake he got you from the bakery, that when you open the cake it's already melted. He'll apologize profusely, but you know it's not his fault and that he must have just ran with the cake in his hand without thinking about how he could mess it up. He was just too eager to make you happy, after all.

Boyfie!Yuuji: Who is way too clingy. He'll always have his arms wrapped around your waist, because he only feels content knowing you're not going anywhere if he has his arms around you, keeping you safe. If you guys are in public then he will stand outside the bathroom door if you need to do your business, because he wants to make sure no one is going to harm his beautiful woman. He's protective, just as much as he is clingy.

#yuuji itadori x reader #yuuji itadori x you #yuuji itadori x y/n #itadori yuuji x reader #itadori yuuji x y/n #itadori yuuji x you #yuuji x reader #yuuji x you #yuuji x y/n #can u tell I'm obsessed with this boyyy #my pookie bear yuuji

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satoruoo · 3 months

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“ if i punched you in the face would you be mad? ”

warnings: swearing, suggestive, f!reader

feat: gojo, geto, toji, sukuna, nanami, choso, yuuji, megumi, inumaki

tagging: @sad-darksoul

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gojosprettyprincess · 3 months

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A/n repost from my account that got terminated

Pussydrunk choso lapping your cunt while your on your gaming chair playing gta and he's on the floor in front of you with your legs placed over his broad shoulders and his head buried between your thighs.

He's just so obsessed with pleasing you and making you feel good. He's been at it for the past hour, slurring and tougue fucking your cunt like a dehydrated man thats so desperate for your cum, the front of his hair is all messy and wet from you squirting, even his shirt is all wet but that man doesn't even care, all he cares about is making you cum and squirt so he can taste you

He's in heaven right there, there's no place he'd rather be than between your thighs. He fucking loves the taste of you, it's like he can never get enough of that sweet little cunt.

Since the first time he tasted you he just couldn't stop, he kept begging and begging you over and over even when you told him your cunt is too sore from how often he does

He runs his tongue up and down your folds before sucking on your clit like his life depends on it, at this point you can't even concentrate on your game anymore you'd have to tug on his hair real hard to get his attention but even that gets him more riled up, he loves it when you tug on his hair or when you play his hair while he's eating you out, its like a reward, he just groans and moans against your clit.

Whenever you do cum, he doesn't waste a single bit, he licks it all clean, making sure he doesn't miss a spot whether it was dripping down your asshole or onto the chair, that man doesn't give a fuck he'd get ever last drop and he'd whimper against you telling you how good you taste and asking for more.

Then after that you'd bounce on his cock while his eyes is glued to your bouncing tits, the way it moves up and down each snap of your hips. Its like he's hypnotized by you or something.

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yuujispinkhair · 4 months

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Hey Winter, What are your thoughts on a friends with benefits trope with Yuuji and the reader? Love your stories btw 💗💗🩷🩷

Friends with benefits with Yuuji

Yuuji loves to be friends, and he loves to fuck. So why not combine two of his favorite things? After all, he can be your best buddy and give you backshots, right?

Pairing: Yuuji x Reader (female) Genre: smut + fluff, College AU Word Count: 1.5k Warnings: 18+, smut, handjob, fingering, oral, facesitting, fucking, squirting, loud sex. All characters are of age. Banners by @/benkeibear

It happens so naturally and without being planned or anything. Yuuji likes being your friend. He likes that you get along so well that you can laugh together and watch movies and play video games and cook together and go to fast-food restaurants in the middle of the night. He loves being best friends!

But Yuuji is also a horny boy, and he cannot stop his mind from providing him with dirty thoughts anytime you bend over and he sees your round ass right in front of his face. He cannot stop his body from reacting to being cuddled up with you under a blanket during a movie marathon and feeling your warm body press against him and your head landing in his lap, so damn close to his dick.

Yeah, he is embarrassed and feels guilty when he gets hard from watching you change in front of him. You thought it was no big deal to quickly shrug out of your shirt and sweatpants to put on a better outfit to leave the house. But Yuuji's dick decided it was a big deal, and now his honey eyes are heavy-lidded, and his tan cheeks are flushed. And you can definitely see the huge tent in your best friend's grey sweatpants.

Yuuji's sheepish smile and muttered apology don't take away the evidence that his body obviously wants you. He gulps hard as your eyes widen, and you grin while shaking your head,

"We can't go out like that, Yuu."

And he groans and nods,

"Yeah, I know! I am sorry! My dick is acting so stupid sometimes! Give me a few minutes, and it will be fine again."

He hopes he can will his erection away. Or should he just go to the bathroom and jack off? But before he can decide what to do, you take a step closer to him, and he feels a bit dizzy at the way your gaze is fixed on the bulge in his sweats while you lick your lips.

"Or... I could help you with that."

Maybe it's just meant as a joke. Maybe Yuuji is supposed to laugh and tell you to stop teasing him. But honestly, his ears are ringing, and he feels his cock twitch in interest at your words. He cannot think straight anymore. He always gets a bit stupid when he's horny. And so the only thing that comes out of his mouth is,

"You really wanna help? You don't have to..."

"It's ok, we are best friends. You are closer to me than anyone else, Yuu. And well, it's been a while since I touched a guy, and I kind of... crave it?"

Yuuji only blinks at you for a second before he nods wildly. How could he say no to such a nice offer? He's already lifting his hips and pushing down his sweats and the red boxer briefs underneath, spreading his muscular thighs and taking his fat cock in his hand and pumping it eagerly while a shaky moan escapes his lips,

"Fuck! Then yeah, help me please..."

The first touch of your fingertips to his swollen tip has him whining, and it only takes a short time before he cums all over your hand, nutting so hard that he sees stars.

Fuck, he likes that! It's so easy with you, so uncomplicated. He already likes you so much, and now he can also get his cock stroked by you and maybe even get a chance to touch you too. It really sounds like a perfect deal!

He hasn't even tucked himself back into his pants when the words tumble out of his mouth,

"Thank you... Um, can I repay the favor? I mean, you got me off, and it only seems fair that I get you off, too. Can I? Please?"

That's how you end up on his lap, naked from the waist down, two of Yuuji's thick fingers pumping in and out of your dripping wet cunt while his thumb plays with your clit, making you dig your nails into his broad shoulders and shake and tremble from the intensity of your orgasm on your best friend's hand.

Yuuji is the one who suggests the friends-with-benefits arrangement after that mind-altering experience. After all, he really likes being friends, and he really likes to fuck, so why not combine two of his favorite things? He simply cannot find any downside to that.

"So, we are best friends, and you made me cum, and I made you cum, and I really liked it. Was it good for you too? We could add that to our friendship. If it's ok with you. I mean, sometimes, you know? When we crave it. You are single, and I am single, and I don't really like going to clubs and finding someone just for one night. And you don't do that either. So, maybe we could just make each other feel good sometimes when we feel like it. Would that be ok?"

It is ok, and suddenly, your friendship is not just super fun and goofy but also super sexy.

Only two days later, you both get so riled up while sitting next to each other playing a video game that you end up sloppily making out and feeling each other up through your clothes, dry humping until you both can't take it anymore and tear at each other's clothes.

Finally, Yuuji's large hands are on your juicy ass, kneading your plump cheeks thoroughly while his eyes stare hungrily and his mouth is hanging open, drooling over himself as he looks at you on all fours in front of him, completely naked, ass wiggling teasingly for him, your pussy dripping wet and ready for him to fuck it and make you and him feel good.

Yuuji asks himself why he didn't think of this whole friends-with-benefits thing sooner! He moans so loud that the neighbors hear him when he finally sinks his fat cock into you and fucks you so good you nut three times for him and mewl his name over and over again.

The two of you start to experiment. Trying new positions, you never did before but always wanted to try. Learning each other's body and how to get the best reactions. It's shameless and easy. There are no secrets between you, no taboos. You are best friends, after all. You can tell each other everything. And do everything with each other.

You tell Yuuji no guy ever took such good care of you in bed when he pulls you on his face and eats you out for a whole hour. And it makes him so happy because he likes you so much, and you are his bestie and deserve the world, and Yuuji is delighted to give you that!

It's so natural, so easy to do this friends-with-benefits thing with you. You come to his apartment and tell him you are stressed, and Yuuji fucks you right there up against the wall and afterward on his bed and doesn't let go of you until you squirt all over his cock and are thoroughly satisfied and practically fucked dumb on his cock.

The two of you watch a movie, and your hand naturally slips into Yuuji's sweats to give him a slow handjob because you know he loves that while watching movies. And his hand slips into your pants, too, and rubs circles around your clit until you mess up your panties from cumming so much.

He groans about being so stressed from all those stupid assignments, and you crawl under his desk and give him a blow job that helps him relax, kissing his cum-stained tip afterward and smiling up at him and patting his thigh, telling him he will ace his assignment with your help.

And all the time, the two of you have so much fun, laughing about small mishaps and giggling after screaming each other's name during a particularly intense fuck. It's easy. It's fun. You know each other so well and trust each other completely. It's so freeing to just fuck each other on top of being best friends. There is no shame, no holding back, just horny, needy fucking anytime you need it.

And comforting, sweet kisses and warm cuddles.

You both don't realize that you are practically already a couple. Maybe the kissing marathons should give it away, the hours cuddled up in bed where you just kiss and talk and smile at each other. Maybe the fact that neither of you even tries to get to know someone else should be an indicator.

The two of you go to a party together, which is a perfectly normal thing best friends do. Ok, Yuuji admits that the way you dance with each other is a bit dirtier than only friends would do, but he is fine with people knowing you are friends with benefits, and this is nothing new after all.

But what is new is that you kiss him right there in the middle of the dancefloor, and it somehow makes Yuuji feel so proud that he is the only one you kiss. He finds that he can't pull away from you, and so he just keeps kissing you, just keeps pulling you tighter against his body, making out with you until his head spins.

It is Nobara who asks the question when she walks into the kitchen later on and sees how Yuuji has you pressed up against the fridge with his tongue down your throat and your fingers in his pink hair.

"What the fuck? Why didn't you two tell me you are dating??"

"Because we aren't."

"When what is this?"

"We are friends... friends who make out and... have sex sometimes."

"Don't give me that shit. The two of you have practically been married for two years. Everyone says that. We were just wondering why you never made it official. Oh well, the cat's out of the bag now. Quick, let me text everyone!!"

And with that, Nobara leaves Yuuji and you standing there, your fingers still tangled in Yuuji's soft pink strands, your lips still swollen from his kisses, and finally, something clicks in his mind, and he smiles his sheepish smile at you and is like,

"I didn't know I am a married man, but I kinda like it. What about you?"

HE MAKES ME FEEL SO AAAHHHH!!!! I ruined my panties writing this. Thank you so much for sending me this prompt!! I see Yuuji as the best guy for friends to lovers, and the friends-with-benefits trope is the perfect way to get there!! I really think he is incapable of keeping things casual but also kind of oblivious until someone else points it out ;)

I love horny boy Yuuji!! I hope you like him too!!

Please let me know what you think. Reblogs and comments would be super sweet 💗

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