satoru puts his glasses on your face whenever he thinks youâre giving him bedroom eyes in public bc he really cannot stand to think about it or you for too long or heâll be walking around hard in his pants for the rest of the day. the thing is, youâre not even trying half the time, but that doesnât stop himâyou flirt with him a bit too much, bat your lashes the wrong way, or even smile at him a little too long and heâs already feeling warm in the face and satoru knows he doesnât have the self control to stop his thoughts so he has to stop you. heâll promptly stick his sunglasses on your face and turn away with a sigh like theyâre some kind of last minute sexual deterrent.Â
itâs not because then, if satoru thinks too hard, he gets stuck on the image of you in his glasses, of you in his clothes, of you in anything that belongs to him and thatâs way worse then you smiling prettily at him or saying his name or touching his arm. so, then he has to kiss you, and then take his glasses back, so he has something to hide the burning blush on his face.
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ok but like nanami or geto fucking us in a room and gojo just goes in without knocking and sees. and itâs all awkward and he leaves but then ends up going into another room to jerk off cause it was kinda hotâŠ
i would like to maintain that i am not a getou fucker but i hope u enjoy this nonnie :3
warnings: 18+ MDNI, fem!reader, voyeurism, exhibitionism, male masturbation, vaginal sex.
words: .9k
âO-Oh, shit, Suguru⊠should we stop?â you pant, your boyfriend still smothering your neck in soft kisses. Itâs an answer in itself, but he still feels compelled to breathe the words softly against your skin.
âNo, sweetheart, heâll be fine.â he coos, nibbling on your earlobe. Ultimately distracting you completely from the awkward encounter of being walked in on while youâre naked with Suguruâs cock balls deep in your cunt.
Satoru leans against the wall for a moment while your bare form runs rampant through his mind. The way your swollen, bitten lip fell from your teeth as you moaned while riding Suguruâs thick length.
The way skin slapping against skin filled the room as he relentlessly pounded into you. How sweaty you both appeared to be. You must have been at it for a while. And Satoru has never been so jealous.
Heâd always had a thing for you, but kept it to himself out of respect for his best friend. But, fuck, thatâs a hard thing to ignore. And now heâs dealing with another hard thing to ignore.
He shouldnât.
He couldnât.
But he finds himself instinctively walking to his own dorm room and leaning against the wall that he shares with Suguru. He can still hear you going at it. And his heart flutters.
You know how thin the walls are, and yet youâre making no effort to conceal your salacious little moans. Youâre doing it for him, arenât you? Thatâs what he thinks, anyway. Thatâs how he reasons it as he pulls off his t-shirt and throws it to the ground. His sweats come down just enough for him to grab his aching cock.
And the little hiss he emits is pornographic as he makes contact with himself. Heâs so turned on, so sensitive itâs almost sore to touch himself. But he canât help it. He needs this.
He runs his hand over his drooling cockhead and is even taken aback himself by what a mess youâve made of him. Without even trying. His head falls back against the wall with a gentle thump as he closes his eyes and imagines he is the one fucking you right now. The way youâre trying to be quiet but failing completely as Suguru continues to fuck up into you and viciously pound against your g-spot without remorse.
It should be him.
He looks down at his cock. Itâs red and throbbing with a burning desire to be stuffed inside of your precious little cunt.
âHhng, ah! Suguru! Donât, d-donât stop baby.. haaah~!â
Oh, you know exactly what youâre doing, donât you? Even if his hand wasnât already blurring as he fucks into his fist, heâd have to after that. You want him to hear, he was right. You want him to get off to the idea of you. Of fucking you. Of being a seedy little witness to your filthy show.
You act so innocent, but you arenât. He should have known.
Itâs always precious little things like you that are the most depraved.
He doesnât want to stop touching himself. He wants to enjoy the feeling of pleasuring himself with you at the same time forever. But he can hear your hitching breaths. The way youâre struggling to keep up with Suguru and how he has to help you even more.
He doesnât want to stop.
But he has to cum with you.
The way Suguru tries to silence himself as he shoots his load inside of you makes him smile. Like itâs some secret that youâre fucking. Itâs well past that, now. Gojo had already borne witness to your natural instincts consuming you both.
He fists his cock faster. Harder. Suguru doesnât stop fucking you, rubbing your clit with his thumb all the while. He can hear it in your shaky breaths. You're close. Youâre so fucking close.
And youâll cum together.
How romantic.
He doesnât hold back his own moans as he hears you succumb to your building orgasm. Itâs only right that you know what youâve done to him, he thinks. And for a moment, it goes silent, when you realise what is happening in the room next door.
Youâre covering your mouth, much to Suguruâs dismay. He yanks your hand away and interlocks his fingers with yours. Still fucking his softening cock into you relentlessly.
âDonât be shy,â he smirks, âWe wanna hear your pretty moans.â
And Satoruâs cock spurts glob after glob of white, shimmering cum onto his stomach as he moans boisterously for you. Suguru really is the best friend he could ask for. He could have so easily stopped fucking you and started a fight over the fact heâs masturbating over you.
Heâs generous. Sharing you and your gorgeous moans with him. He didnât have to, of course. But Suguru knows how lucky he is to have you. He feels sorry for every other man on earth since he knows no one else can have you.
âFuuuuuuck me.â Satoru sighs as he finishes, jerking every last drop of cum he possibly can.
âYouâre welcome, Satoru,â Suguru laughs, knocking his knuckle against the wall behind him. You collapse above his body, resting your head on his shoulder as you come down from your high. âDonât make a habit of it, though.â
âA habit?â he laughs, knowing itâs far too late for that. âNext time, I want to watch.â
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part 3 for the hs bully gojo fic except he suffers just a Little bit more in it. readerâs relationship w freckle boy gets a little more serious and gojo feels like he has a blackhole in his chest. one day he does confess bc he canât physically take the heartache anymore and reader gets mad n calls him selfish (insert several more weeks of Suffering for gojo) and then idk what else from there but give a happy ending for him pls c: itâs his birthday tomorrow he shant suffer any longer but a little bit more wouldnât kill him yknow â€ïž
i like the way u think anon!!! if i ever post a part 3 itâll probably be after the majority of my event anyway⊠bc i am posting smth tmrrw for his bday. but i can just. imagine the heartbreakâŠ
when he finally works up the courage to just talk to you again, heâs so hopeful and he can tell u already know what heâs about to ask;; and before he can even start talking youâre stopping him like, âgojo, i know what youâre going to sayââ but he keeps cutting you off and wonât let you get a word in. he probably has to even shout at you to just let him talk once or twice bc you both know what heâs ab to do, n he knows ur not stupid and that youâre fully aware and you want to stop him probably to prevent him from hurting more. but that means youâll say no and he doesnât like thinking about that so he ignores it. n then he confesses and youâre all like âi cant, i have a boyfriendâ but he just. doesnât get it so he asks you âwhy? why cant we be together?â why do you hate me? and eventually youâre the one whoâs cutting him off and just⊠ouch. lots of pain!
good ending is you eventually come to realize you feel more for satoru than freckles boy and you accept him and go on coffee dates together happily ever after :3
pt 1 + 2
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how do the jjk men treat you when ur on ur period? suguru specifically hehe <3
â° JJK MEN: WHEN YOU'RE ON YOUR PERIOD â°
pairing(s): gojo, geto, nanami, choso x afab!reader
content: (MDNI 18+ only), nsfw-ish/suggestive, periods, period blood, period products, pet names, lots of fluff!
a/n: i hope you like anon!! you have great timing cause iâm getting my period and i also have a uti pray for me besties i need help and antibiotics. left out toji and sukuna causeâŠ. nah LMAO. enjoy, and remember ALL AGELESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED!
â° GOJO:
Lowkey loves when youâre on your period, but is just barely smart enough to never tell you that.Â
His favorite part is that you always want more cuddles, which means more cuddles for him.Â
Thinks period products are really amusingâ loves playing with your hot water bottle cause itâs squishy. Finds those ones that look like stuffed animals at the store and brings home like five of them for you.Â
Will definitely buy you pads/tampons but not without the obligatory âwhat size is your pussyâ text. Wonât buy them until you respond with âextra super prettyâ and then sends back this emoji -> đ.
Highkey likes period sex. Knows it can relieve your cramps and will use that as an excuse at every opportunity if youâll let him.Â
Is always on some cheesy ass shit murmuring in your ear about how doing it on your period âbonds your soulsâ, too.Â
Constantly offers to get you pregnant so you can avoid your period for the next nine months⊠heâs only half joking.
Will actually skip work to stay home and cuddle with you if you give him even the slightest inclination that you donât want him to go.Â
Watches movies with you and has gotten surprisingly good at rubbing little circles on your tummy that help with cramps.
 Keeps the house stocked with candy, but, then again⊠itâs always stocked with candy.
âBabe. Look what I just found at the store.âÂ
You watch with furrowed brows as he sets the bags on your floor. Youâre curled on the couch, a blanket tucked up around your neck. Heâd made sure to roll you like a burrito before heâd left.Â
He pulls out⊠a cow? It looks like a stuffed animal, but when he shakes it you hear something sloshing around inside.
You raise a brow. âUmmmmââÂ
âItâs one of those hot water bottle thingies! For your cramps!â He tosses the poor cow on the floor and digs around in the bag again. âOh my god, they had so many. I got the cow, the dolphinââ He tosses a dolphin out of the bag, followed by a puppy, a raccoon, and a cat. âDo you want me to put one in the microwave for you?âÂ
He looks far too excited to turn down, even though you just heated up your old hot water bottle minutes ago.
You smile and nod. âYeah, baby. Thanks.âÂ
â° GETO:
Mans TAKES CARE of you. Like⊠fully.Â
Is really sympathetic and gentle when your cramps are killing youâ brushing your hair back, rubbing circles on your tummy, letting you put his warm hands wherever it hurts.Â
Runs you a warm bath and climbs right in with you. Makes you lean back against him while he gives you a massage and works out all the knots in your neck and shoulders.Â
Buys you period products before your period starts if he remembers. If he doesnât heâs happy to run down to the store. Doesnât need to ask which ones you likeâ he already knows.
Wraps you up in the comfiest blankets and cuddles with you wherever you ask. Gives the best cuddles, too. Rubs your back in a way that has you falling asleep in seconds.
Makes sure you take your meds on time and brings you a glass of water.Â
Secretly loves period sex. Will never push you for it, but gets super horny at just the thought. Loves the sight of your blood on his dick. Makes him feel possessive of you in a way thatâs kind of scary.Â
âSuguâŠâ you whine. Your cramps are bad. Youâve been curled in a ball all morning, even with all the meds Suguru has been giving you. âIt hurts so bad.âÂ
You feel him shifting behind you and then his hands gently prying you to lie on your back. You whimper, the pain spiking again as soon you roll out of the fetal position.
His face appears above you, a couple stray strands of black hair tickling your cheeks. His smile is soft, but full of sympathy as he settles over you.Â
âIâm sorry, baby. I wish I could make it go awayâŠâÂ
He moves down your body, settling between your thighs and resting his cheek on the plush of your thigh. You sigh when you feel his fingers skate over your tummy, rubbing little circles into the skin that somehow work wonders for the pain. You sigh with relief, a bit of the tension ebbing away. âThat feels niceâŠâÂ
Your body relaxes a bit, finally getting a break from the incessant pain. Suguru only smiles, looking up at you through hooded eyes when he presses a kiss just below your belly button. You donât fail to notice the way his thumb is sliding under the fabric of your panties.Â
âI can think of something that would feel even nicerâŠâÂ
â° NANAMI:
Prepares for your period.Â
Has your cycle marked down on his calendar so he always knows when youâre starting.Â
Stops by the store a couple of days ahead of time to buy pads/tampons/meds and your favorite snacks.Â
Runs a bath for you every night and fills it with all of your favorite soaps and scents.Â
Cooks. Mans knows how to cook and does extra of it when youâre on your period. Will make you nutritious meals and urge you to drink water, but always brings you something sweet if youâre craving it.Â
Heats up your hot water bottle every thirty minutes without you ever having to ask.Â
Lays out a fresh change of clothes for you whenever youâre in the shower.Â
Cuddles you whenever you want, but only after heâs tended to all of your other needs (meds, food, water, etc.).Â
Will have sex if you want, but will never push you for it. If you just want the relief from your cramps, heâll just use his fingers to get you off and then pull you back into his arms.
âTime for your bath, sweetheart.âÂ
You nearly grumble in protest, but how can you do such a thing when he takes such good care of you? Still, you donât want to move. Just existing hurts, much less walking to the bathroom.Â
Despite your resistance to saying it aloud, Nanami still seems to understand what youâre thinking. No more than a second later heâs scooping you into his arms and carrying you to the bathroom.Â
âYou know youâll feel better after, love.âÂ
You nod weakly against his chest. âWill you get in with me?âÂ
He pauses. Heâs got dinner to make and he wanted to change the sheets for you⊠One nuzzle of your face into his neck has him throwing all those plans out the window.Â
âOf course, princess. Iâll get in with you.âÂ
â° CHOSO:
Is new to this stuff so he lowkey freaks out.Â
Worries that youâre actually in danger cause⊠thereâs blood???Â
Chills out eventually, but is still irrationally convinced that youâre injured.Â
When i tell you this man is at your BECK AND CALL, I mean it. He will do every little thing you ask. Fetches water, food, snacksâ whatever you need.Â
Mans is panicked when he canât find the candy bar you want at the grocery store.Â
Happily buys period products for you but has to facetime you cause the poor baby is overwhelmed and confused by all the options.Â
Is kind of attached to you like glue. Thinks youâre somehow more breakable in this state will hold you in his arms permanently apart from when you need to bathe, eat, or use the bathroom.Â
Actually freaks when you have a bout of cramps that makes you hiss in pain. Cannot believe you have to do this every month and hates feeling so useless in taking the pain away. Eagerly learns that he can put his warm hands on your tummy and it helps.
Is actually amazed when you tell him that sex helps with the cramps. Worries about hurting you, but is completely down. Mans is definitely not afraid of a little blood lmao.
âBaby⊠there are so manyâŠâÂ
You canât help but stifle a laugh looking at your boyfriendâs stressed expression through your phone screen. Heâd run down to the store to get you some more padsâ you just hadnât anticipated how overwhelming the experience would be for him.Â
âI know, Cho. Iâm sorry. Hereâ back up so I can see the whole aisle.âÂ
He does as you ask, flipping the camera around so you can see what heâs looking at. You have to bite your lip this time to keep the laugh in. Youâve never realized just how many options there really are. âThe ones toward the bottom right, baby. With the pink box.âÂ
The camera shakes a little as he follows your directions, arm sticking out like heâs playing pin the tail on the donkey.Â
âThese?â His hand hovers over a box that is pink but not the pink you need.Â
âDown a couple racks.âÂ
Finally, his hands close around the right box. âThank you, baby. I didnât think about how confusing this would be for youâŠâÂ
The camera flips again and you grin at the soft soft smile on his lips. âDonât apologize. Want me to grab some candy, too?â
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I hate pregnancy but ur pregnant reader fics omgaaah have you written this yet? Reader&gojo Smooch smooch đđ to induce labor đ€Ż
sgji please this has me giggling and I have not yet, with Satoru anyway until now! also, please note that this is not realistic in any way lmao about ten to fifteen percent of women's water breaks naturally, and usually, not like this nor does labor or anything like that happen so fast really! tis all for fanfic purposes!!
tags: 18+ only content - mdni + pregnant! fem reader + explicit smut + going into labor + parental freakout
You walked around the house with your hand under your belly feeling your daughter kick wildly, just as much as you wanted her out she wanted to stay inside warm and cozy no matter what you tried to do.
She was stubborn just like her father is.
It also seemed that she was giving you a sweet tooth to the point that anything new Satoru brought home you ended up snatching it from his spot when he wasn't looking only to see him pout like a child.
However, you were glad he was stubborn when it came to him helping you go into labor. He bought the best ball for you to bounce on, only making sure you went to the world's best doctors and he ordered a slew of spicy things in order to help move things along.
Even during a regular movie night, you had him twist and pinch your nipples, the stimulation was supposed to help to put you into labor until your husband suggested something else to move things along.
"'Toru!" You cried out brokenly, your fingers gripped the pillow that lay under your head while he lay behind you making sure your leg was hooked over his arm as he thrust into you slowly over and over again.
Everything felt much more sensitive with all the blood rushing to your cunt that leaked around him as you tried your best to push back against him wanting to feel him fully, he was scared that it'd hurt.
You turned your head to look at him with glassy eyes, red and pricked with tears as you pouted, your bottom lip quivering. "More! I need more!" You told him in half a whine and growl moaning his name.
Satoru obliged and lifted your leg up higher. "I don't want to hurt either of my babies, tell me if it's painful." He husked against your mouth when he leaned in for a soft kiss that made you melt for him.
His tongue slid and stroked against yours in an erotic dance as he fucked into you deeper until he bottomed out feeling your back bow as you arched into him more, your jaw going slack with pleasure.
His free hand roamed over your belly and then to your breasts pinching and twisting your nipples as he littered your shoulders with open-mouthed kisses that added to the cloud of bliss he put you on.
"Cum please for fucks sake make me cum!" You told him reaching down to circle your clit as you tried your best to buck up against him seeking more of what he could offer. Satoru chuckled at hearing you.
He hurried his pace going deeper with his strokes feeling your pussy squeeze him tight and wet he swore you were going to rip his dick right off. "You're squeezin' me so tight sweetheart, cum for me."
You could feel him throb and twitch before releasing thick ropes of cum that pushed you into your own orgasm making you squeal loud and long feeling a strong sensation flow through you as your muscles contracted as you threw your head back into Satoru's shoulder.
Satoru slowed his pace down fucking his cum deeper into you only to feel a rush of warmth gush between your legs causing him to pull out slowly and gently, his eyes wide and wild. "Was that your water that broke?" He asked sitting up as he looked between your legs.
When you rolled to your back he could see more of the clear fluid as you nodded gripping the blanket for a different reason, your contractions coming in strong and fast making you gasp and grunt.
"Looks like we're going to be meeting our baby girl soon." He muttered still staring down between your legs. All the information he took in from the internet couldn't prepare him for the real deal however as he felt the touch of a parent's first anxious moment.
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augustine!!! forgive me if this is alr something u wrote in kuwtf but!! i just had a thought come to me !!! did megumi (when he was younger) ever message/text/call reader (or gojo⊠but i doubt đđ) to come and pick him up in the middle of smth heâs rlly not enjoying? like !! him being all hesitant and shy abt it !!! but heâs like âcan you pick me up⊠pleaseâ or â⊠i want to go homeâ đ„șđ„șđ„ș
âokay, while the kids are with you, youâre the new me. strict, but fair. fun, but still carefulââ
âugh, that sounds so boring,â shoko groans. âi prefer being the cool aunt who looks like she could be their sister.â
âuh oh, it sounds like someoneâs already raided our liquor cabinet,â gojo teases, sauntering into the kitchen to steal some of the snacks youâre laying out. âmaybe we should have nanami babysit shoko babysitting our kids.â
you bat his hands away, rolling your eyes as he pouts. âthatâs not necessary, i believe in her.â
âsoâŠyouâre saying i didnât hear you call nanami first?â
âgo get changed,â you mutter, ignoring his question and shoving him back towards the bedroom. he goes, but not without placing a big wet kiss on your cheek first.
megumi, whoâd been coming in to find a snack, makes an affronted noise.
shoko throws her arm around him, ruffling his hair. âdonât worry about us! i got your very lengthy text message with all the instructions,â she assures you, waving her phone in front of you. âin bed by nine at the latest, no watching sex and the city, and no ending up in the hospital, prison, or the news.â
âyes. by the way, i ordered some pizza for dinner and left some money so you can take them out for breakfast tomorrow, but please please keep an eye on megumi,â you remind her, swiping the crumbs off your hands and leaning your hip against the counter. âhe likes to wander and has a problem with authority.â
âi donât have a problem with authority,â the boy huffs, ducking out from under shokoâs arm.Â
âohhhh, but you do,â gojo chimes in, coming out of the bedroom dressed up in a nice shirt and tie. you slip your arm through his when he offers, letting him lead you toward the door.Â
âhave fun!â you call as satoru kneels to help you slip your heels on.Â
ânot as much fun as you guys will!â shoko calls back. itâs followed by, âsay, megumi, have you ever smoked a cigarette before?âÂ
âieiri!â
âkidding! youâre so gullible.âÂ
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âa hotel room with one bed!â you gasp, in awe of the king-sized bed sitting in the center of the room. you seat yourself atop of the luxurious sheets, the silk smooth under your palms. âi forgot what this was like!â
gojo sets both your bags down, smiling. âdo you want to order some room service? we could order a nice bottle of champagne, eat some dessertââ
you hum, uncrossing your legs slowly. âi can think of something else you can eatâŠâ
you reach up to grab his tie and tug him closerâ
âonly for it to come off entirely.Â
âa clip on tie, satoru? really?âÂ
his cheeks blush a cute, rosy pink. âtheyâre really hard to tie if youâre not around to help me!â
you toss it to the side, laughing as he pulls you into his arms, aggressively planting kisses all over your face. he walks you back until you both fall onto the bed, his fingers crawling up the hem of your shirt.
âwait, is that my phone vibrating?â
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âwhat if sheâs the one, tsumiki?â you hear shoko sigh, exasperated.Â
âlike your one true love?â
âyeah! whatâs happening to me? i donât even believe in that stuff.â
you and gojo exchange an amused look. no wonder megumi had texted.Â
âhave you told utahime any of this?â your wise-beyond-her-years 13 year old asks.
âwhat? why would i do that?â
âif you donât tell her how you feel, youâll both regret it for the rest of your life!â
âutahime and shoko?â gojo whispers. âsince when?â
you roll your eyes, swatting at his chest. âsince always! you seriously never noticed? she had the biggest crush on her when we were in school.â
âi think i was just too busy looking at you.âÂ
you canât help the way you smile at that, your heart a butterfly beat in your chest âyou need to stop, because weâre here to save megumi and if you keep sweet talking meâŠâ
he tucks himself snugly against your back, setting his chin into the crook of your neck. âiâm more of a hands-on learner, so maybe if you show me whatâll happenââ
âfinally,â megumi sighs, relieved.Â
âwhoa,â gojo stops him, tugging on the handle of the backpack over megumiâs shoulderâs. âwhatâs this for?â
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the backpack was for exactly what gojo feared. megumi sleeps soundly between you both in that gorgeous king-sized bed.Â
âis this what the rest of our lives are gonna look like?â he asks, fingertips brushing your forehead.
âbetter get used to abstinence, pal.â
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Not really a request but what are your headcanons on the JJK men's dick sizes?
OHOHO cracks knuckles i can do that. going full in like nanami should be in me rn dick-scriptions time
characters: gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, toji fushiguro, sukuna, choso, atsuya kusakabe
GOJO SATORU : a bit above average, a good 6.5 ~ 7in. slight curve upwards. a good 2.5 ~ 3.5in thick. pretty pink flush on the tip, shaft a few shades darker than his skin tone. cut. carpets match the drapes of course, he keeps it trimmed. fun trail tell me i'm wrong (i'm not). super sensitive vein on the underside. sensitive thighs too. grower.
GETO SUGURU : honestly, average cock size. he rounds up to five inches but we all know it's 4 3/4. two inches thick. like gojo, a nice pink flush and a few shades darker. no curve. for sure has a piercing, prince albert probably; silver jewelry. uncut. not a jungle, mildly maintained. sensitive head, especially with the piercing. shower.
NANAMi KENTO : nothing overwhelming, though still impressive. 7.5in long, 3in thick. cut, duel toned because of it. top half is more pink than the rest. short trim. curve to the left. right under the head is the key, he'll bite back a really embarrassing noise if you focus there. grower.
TOJi FUSHiGURO : i pray for y'all toji simps for real, cause fuck. 8.5in easy. 4 inches thick minimum. man built like a tripod. uncut, darker with red undertones. upwards curve. jacob's ladder. three of 'em. this man doesn't shower i'm so sorry. two prominent veins when you pull back the foreskin, sensitive but he'll never show it. shower.
SUKUNA : i pray for y'all as well. find a pringles can. it's bigger. ten inches long, four inches thick. curves upwards and a tad to the right. cut, pale so it gets a nice flush. his tattoos make an appearance, wrapping around the shaft a few times. grower thank god.
CHOSO : average length, 5.5in but thick. four inches. curve to the right, uncut. darker than his skin tone by around four shades. not super trimmed, a delicious fun trail leading to a mild bush. mildly sensitive head, though go for his navel and you'll get a lovely show of him getting all breathy and twitching. shower.
ATSUYA KUSAKABE : i've only just met this man but i want him. carnally. so... six inches in length and 2.5 in width. cut, duel toned though you can't really tell until he's flushed and the top half goes a pretty dark pink. like choso, tasteful amount of hair with the fun trail. one prominent vein that's sensitive, under the head too. grower.
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What about sucking getos dick with Gojo insteadđ
Suguruâs cock is hard. Scratch that, he's swollenâpractically throbbing an inch bigger than usual from the rush coursing through him⊠Poor boy, he gets so overwhelmed when both of his lovers attend to him; hair falling loosely from its knot, face flushed out into a sickening pink with features either wide or squeezed tight, even his hands went pale and clammy â feeling how sweaty he's got as GetĆ tries to help your hips roll in tenderly mushes against his baseâŠ
He was aching the way the plush of your thighs squished around his thick and throbbing length of cockmeat. Smothering slippery folds back and forth â perk ass even bumping into the point of Gojoâs nose when you'd bottom out.
Gojo sat prettily on his knees beneath while you worked along GetĆâs nth-inch bitch breaker. He was sitting almost politely tooâstroking up your thighs with feathery touches, even squeezing your doughy globes to sandwich the tall man's cock⊠Bending the squishy flesh in and politely waiting to slob up the rest that pokes out when Suguru pushed through the sweet heat between your legs.
Satoru would swallow up that chance just to spit out more bubbly froth, making the slop all the more messy. Pussy already glistening in muck, now shimmering with your blue-eyed boyfriend's spit too. Some oozing pre-caught in the sap as well, catching it at the crown with a sensitive nub.
Gurgling at his tip and tasting nectar-like pussy sap mixed with his mess, Gojoâs nose was breathing down your ass to pop his best friend into his mouth⊠Not minding it one bit â everyone seemed to have gained attention â feeling Gojo huck out a wad of spit to help you grind along with more force.
Freshly warm juices mixed at your folds all while Gojo kept suckling the capped tip prodding out, up until GetĆ drew strong hips back again â craving more of your puffy folds to hotdog his length; leaving Gojoâs mouth open, watering with a dripping âoâ juncturing in fevor.
Spit adhering your perk hole dollops against Gojoâs tongue, slathering it like a cycle. A rinse and repeat. Again and again.
âFeel⊠s-so good babyâŠâ GetĆ was panting, lost in the wet feel of two of his lovers praising his monumental cockâŠ
You shiver against GetĆ. Clasping hands and hooking them over his shoulders to squeeze at the broad muscle to rub your clit and puffy mounds against throbbing veins. Rubbing like it was a bonfire ready to spark â a sort of haste, eager to make him grope at the nine clouds, just as much as Gojo wished for too.
âSo⊠so close⊠Iâmâfuckâalmost there...â That pretty little moan you all loved dribbled out between his glossy lips.
That was your cue!
Wrecked in the way you gave the man in robes one more hot suctioning kiss before slipping down and quickly landing beside Gojo.
Of course, the blue-eyed man gave your bottom a good pat, welcoming you on the floor beside him with a sloppy kiss, âLook how messy you are.â Gojoâs tongue poked at yours, teasing the way you left a shiny trail of slime to drip along GetĆ.
It's about to get a whole lot messierâŠ
You went to tease Gojo back, but he craved how it slathered well against his buds. Admiring how he lapped up the very mess you left â a thirsty soul he seemed as Gojo plugged up his mouth with what leaked in front of him.
Humming, you handle those tightening orbs swelling up too; groping at what was ready to just pop⊠Squeezing and tugging, even rubbing at Gojoâs throat to feel that lump intruding, you couldn't help but kiss hungrily at what Gojo couldn't fit.
Pressing with vigor at the midsection of Suguruâs shaft; breath puffing out against it in hot washes, and pretty, ridden face nuzzling in to kiss along the towering length. You lugged around at a breathless pace â skating over the saliva matting at the underside of the meaty pole in a bliss of pure devotionâŠ
Suguru winces, but the teeth prying at his bottom lip plumps them out into a cute pucker, âCâŠC-cummiingâŠ!â Suguru cries out with a heavy cock spasming against smooth fingers, fleshy mouths, and soft lips.
The long, thick cock â a slab of well-endowed cockmeat jutted. Kissing close to Satoruâs working mouth, the iron-hard girth throbbed and finally popped.
Expecting Satoru to swallow him up, a sudden palm planting at the back of your head worked quick to replace Gojoâs hot mouth. And Gojo giggles at the gag he forces your throat with to catch the first ropes of seed, though they flung through the empty air in white arcs and splattered across your face before your jaw could unhinge fast enough⊠The sticky mess soon splattered at the back of your throat; stringing over wet muscles in parabolas of white.
Gojo chuckles out one of those teasing chortles you'd usually hiss at, but mouth full to the hilt, all you could do was swallow up what was pouring down your weak mawâŠ
GetĆâs cock continued to throb, so was Gojoâs, laboriously at this point⊠All too lewd and too hot, he was marveling the meaty length swelling with each shot Suguru fired â all drawing it out with eager ministrations.
Hollowing your cheeks and slumping shoulders, you were at ease at the taste of Suguru.
Likewise, so was Gojo. He flicked out his tongue to shovel up the thick liquid draped heavily over your nose and cheeks. A mess staining the flushed skin white, almost obscuring you under its thickness. But Satoru cleaned you right up, a hungry dog soaking the slopâas thick as paintâand ran it over into his mouth.
This sight was heavenly.
Suguruâs chin tucked in, âGood job, my pretties⊠Now kiss, make sure to share...â Suguru slips out your mouth with a wet pop; emptied balls and thick baby batter plastered at fleshy barriers and skin made him twitch.
âGood⊠goodâŠâ Watching how you both twist tongues in his command, GetĆ was in awe!
Gaped in pure bliss at the mixing of hot cum and spit âtill it went frothy like icing when you'd pull apart⊠Stings clung to your teeth every time you and Gojo opened your mouths for another slippery clash.
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Fic ideas? You posted but I was too shy to actually write under the post AHHH
Yandere Milkman Gojo?
Getou Demon x Reader who thought it would be funny to summon something out of a cursed book BUT didn't expect it to actually work
Like Snow-white inspired: Hunter Gojo x "Snow-white" reader
Slasher Getou X Final "Girl" reader
Anyways I couldn't think of more, have fun writing!!
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⊠summary . . . your husband is acting weird
⊠characters . . . yandere ! doppelganger ! milkman ! gojo x wife ! reader
⊠warnings . . . chubby reader in mind , use of " y/n " , uhh gore , blood , killing , people gossiping , kinda inspired by analog horrors , murder case , inaccurate breaking news script , not proofread
⊠notes . . . this js my first post and this one gets boring at the end cus i was rushing , it didnt turn out as i planned it to be :// this is kinda inspired by this post and i thoughg it would be funny lolol anw enjoy ! ! ! đđ
âââYOUR HUSBAND is acting weird.
ever since he got hired as delivering milk, heâs been acting strange, such as â looking at you for a longer time, going home later than usual, and in the morning you would always wake up with him just . . . staring at you.
youâre not sure what it is about him (other than his behaviors), youâre not sure if his eyes gets bigger and bigger with the more he stare at you, or when his eyes glows in the dark (you couldnât count with how many times you got heart attack when you woke up with him staring at you in the dark at your closet).
or maybe when you saw him glaring into another man whoâs looking at you for too long for his likings . . . but as soon as you looked back at him, his expression changes into his usual smile to you. whenever you bring it up, he always waves it off, âyouâre just imagining it, darling.â is what he would say to you.
and like a good wife, you trust him. of course you would trust him, why wouldnât you?
it was around 11:02 pm, you were currently waiting for your husband to arrive soon. usually he would be home at 10:30, but nowadays he arrived at 11:00. the dinner that you made for him was now cold, even though you covered it with the food cover.
after two minutes of ads on your television ended, a news came up on the screen;
âbreaking news! a 22 year old harada kyou was found missing. her husband reported that she was gone since morning.â said the man in grey suit, pausing before passing the speech to the said womanâs husband. âi tried contacting her but she didnât respond to me. i called her family and friends to know if sheâs with them, but unfortunately sheâs not with them. sheâs been gone since this morning, when she promised to go home at 5:00 after going to supermarket.â the man continued his story, but you werenât paying any attention to that.
instead, you were trying to analyze the woman in the screen. she looks familiar, you thought. but after connecting the dots, you finally recognize her! she was your neighbor. you and her donât always talk, but whenever you guys would bump each other, you both would have a small talk before going to your destination.
your thoughts were interrupted when a bell on your door rang and you turned to see him. âhey darling!â he came up to you. you stood up and grabbed his face, planting a gentle and loving kiss on your husbandâs cheek. âwelcome home, baby. how was your day?â satoru put his hand on your plushy waist, âit was okay, couldnât wait for the curry chicken!â he joked.
âdonât worry sweetheart, this is a different type of milk! a scarlet milk . . â anyways, iâm goinâ shower.â he says, but not before kissing your nose and let go of your waist. you stood there, just thinking whether you should trust him or not, especially with him covered in scarlet milk. then, the television spoke again, catching your attention.
you chuckled, but it died down when you noticed the huge red spot on his shirt (that you somehow didnât notice). you were slightly hoping it wasnât something you think it was. ââtoru . . . whatâs this red stuff on your uniform?â
âif you see a doppelganger, please immediately contact D.D.D. thank you.â and with that, the news continues with another speech.
your husband is weird, he act like heâs not worried about the death of your neighbor.
âthe neighbor beside us went missing? well thatâs unfortunate.â
âmiss tagawa went missing? thatâs sad.â
âthe girl who goes to the cafĂ© all the time was found dead? damn, anyways!â
itâs like your husband didnât care about the people, only caring about you. he laughs it off when you inform him about the concern death of your neighbor, as if it wasnât something he needs to worry about.
but still, you love him no matter what. even when he watches you from the dark, growing taller and taller.
âiâm so sorry! please donât kill meââ the woman chokes on the sobs, when the creature grabs her by the hair. the wide blue eyes tells her not to mess with him, let alone his wife. âheard you were talking about my wife, mind to repeat?â
the hand that was pulling her hair is now strangling the woman. âiâm sorry . . ! i promise not to do it agaââ her throat was slit by the sharp nails. he rapidly stabs the woman until satisfied. her body is then separated and was thrown in a lake, hoping someone to see them.
he then morphed into your husband, with blood on his uniform. he got a text from you, which read;
wife â€
hi toru †i got a curry chicken tonight
was wondering if you would like some sardine?
sent at 7:28 pm
he chuckled at his wifeâs text, before replying
me
of course darling
iâll eat any food you cook
sent at 7:28
wife â€
awww â€đ„ș thats so sweet baby
hope u like the lunch btw <3
sent at 7:29
you reacted their message "â€"
his smile dropped when he heard a footstep, he quickly sprinted and hid behind a tree. it was a policeman, he was patrolling the area that satoru killed the woman previously. he hid behind the tall tree and waited for the perfect moment. without hesitation, he opened his mouth, widely enough to eat the man.
he then walk on the road, looking for victims to kill, specifically, your neighbors. the one who gossiped about you the other day.
as satoru left the elevator, there was five women in a group, the were whispering. he usually ignores them, but then he heard your name in their conversation.
âi heard that gojoâs wife has no job! how pathetic!â said the woman. âand not only that, but her husband has to work everyday! how sad, i could never.â the old lady said, snickering. âall she does is stay at home cooks for her husband a cold meal! i bet her husband didnât care about her.â the two other women nodded, agreeing at the so-called captain.
satoruâs hand were tight, balled up into a fist. no such person should talk about you like that, never. he ignored the way his palm was bleeding. he ignored the urge to just slit off their throat and started to walk. he could hear them hushing each other when they saw him walking past the group, eyeing the man.
disgusting, he thinks. only y/n belongs to me, he thinks again, heart fluttering at the thought of you.
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after you find out about the marriage arranged between you and nanami kento, you have to find a way to break the news to your lover.
contents . . . sfw, breakups, light angst, f!reader, arguing, gojo x reader, masterlist linked above for more series contents â 2.3k
notes . . . hi everyone !! i'm so so excited to finally share this series, i've been having so much fun with it hehe. in case you haven't seen the masterlist, this is a nanami series, but this first part is gojo x reader... so idk how to tag it lol.
Twigs snapped beneath you as you ran through the garden, barely holding onto the last strain of composure that you had. It was nearing sundown, but you ignored that, reaching the edge of your familyâs estate and approaching the creek, careless to any dangers. The sounds of the water grew louder and louder in your ears as you drew closer, turning from a faint trickle to a roar.Â
The look on your parentâs face when theyâd delivered the news was still burned into your irises, replaying in your mind as you landed one foot in front of the other. How unexpressive theyâd been, straight to business â as if they didnât care at all. It was your future they were messing with, but it seemed they didnât mind throwing away your happiness.Â
You arrived at the creek much faster than anticipated, your breaths heaving as you headed down the hill.Â
Satoru was already there, as youâd expected, running his hands through the murky water. His blue eyes shot over from the sound of the leaves crunching, an easy smile on his face, revealing sharp canines.
âWhat took you so long?â Satoru asked, looking over his shoulder with his typical, lopsided grin. Though, as soon as he saw the tears that were welling in your eyes, his face fell, giving way to a gloomy expression. âHey, hey, hey. My darlingâŠâ he cooed, the tone of his voice so tender. âWhatâs the matter?âÂ
Youâd been doing a wonderful job at holding back your tears until then, but they began to spill down your cheeks, hot and heavy, dripping off your chin. Your nose began to burn. âIââ you started, then choked on a sob, burying your face in your hands, unable to continue.Â
The sound of the creek, rushing through the woods, at least spared you some embarrassment, as it blocked out your cries.Â
Satoru was quick to scramble to his feet and make his way over to you, not even thinking before heâd wrapped you up in a warm embrace. He smelled vaguely of the stables, still, as well as the outside, a thick air of sweat lingering on his skin.Â
âTake a breath,â Satoru said soothingly, rubbing your spine as you cried into his shoulder, coating his tunic with the weight of your tears.Â
âIâm sorry,â you said, squeezing your fingers into his top. The cloth wound up between them, wrinkling the fabric. âIâm so sorry, Satoru.âÂ
âWhatever are you sorry for, my sweet?â Satoru didnât draw away, but you could tell that he wanted to⊠He wanted to question what it was that had made you cry, when heâd seen you earlier in such a jovial state, so thrilled for your rendezvous as the sun bled into the evening.Â
The conversation with your parents still lingered at the forefront of your mind, laced with a tinge of distaste and betrayal.Â
How desperately you wished you could escape your responsibilities, run from them without guilt. But even now, already a few years into your adulthood, you still felt the burning need to please your family.Â
You pressed your eyes shut, deeply inhaling Satoruâs sweet aroma, in case it were the last you ever got of it. âMy family has known this whole time. They knew, and they never intended to let me marry you.âÂ
Youâve spent far too long with the stable boy, dear, and weâve let you have your fun. Donât think that we havenât known, all these years, that heâs the reason youâre pushing all your suitors away.Â
Those were words youâd certainly never forget.
Satoru drew away, his eyes narrowed as he scanned your face. Still, there was no sense of panic, his icy irises as steadfast and confident as ever. âIs that it?â he asked, kissing your forehead, your cheeks, soaking up the tears with his lips. âWell, weâll just have to do without their permission, wonât we? I know your family is very dear to you, butââ
Your face screwed up tighter, watery eyes blurring your vision. âIt is not as easy as you make it out to be, Satoru. Despite what you may think, I do not wish for them to hate me. Not to mention, your livelihood depends on their employment. They will not pay my dowry if you are my husband. They will not employ you any longer, and Iâllââ
âThat doesnât matter,â Satoru said, insistent, his optimism succumbing to irritation as you argued. âWe can surely find other means to survive.âÂ
âSurvive?â you frowned, features contorting as the tears, momentarily, restrained. âI do not wish to live a life where we have to fight to get by. Besidesââ
But Satoru spoke over you, spilling words of grandeur, in a world where things worked out exactly as planned. But your outlook had never been as positive, and his dreams seemed no more than that, in the face of reality.Â
âSatoru.â You raised your voice, ever so slightly, and pushed him away, as if to finally make him hear your words. âYouâre not listening to me. Even if we could, even if everything youâre saying happened like you want it to, theyâve already found me another husband.â
Silence. It was enough to hear the wind slipping through the trees, swaying the branches. Leaves fell at your feet, swirling around your ankles, a breeze suddenly picking up, as if aware of your quarrel.Â
The two of you stared at each other, basked in the last golden rays of the evening. For the first time in decades, it seemed, you were unsure what to say to one another.
Satoru scanned your face, his lips parting, jaw working as he fought for words. âAnother husband.âÂ
âYes.â Your exhale came out heavy as you blinked away from him, glancing over his shoulder, so as not to face the intensity of his irises. âIâm getting older; men will not be so willing to take me as their bride. So my parents worked something out with a friend of my fatherâs. His son is a few years older than me,â you sniffed. âHeâs been unwilling to get married, but now that his mother is sickâŠâ you shrugged, confused and defeated, as you wrung your hands together. âIâve been told her final wish is to see her son married.â
âWhat a wish,â Satoru rolled his eyes, scoffing, âto see your child in a loveless relationship.â
You said nothing. Satoru wouldnât understand the ways of the nobility, wouldnât understand the responsibility that you felt. Heâd never met his parents, and never had the chance to care about them.Â
He huffed instead, running his hands through his snowy hair as he paced close to the waterâs edge. It soaked the soles of his shoes, ruining the leather, but he didnât seem to mind, too deep in his thoughts.
âYou have no say in the matter?â Satoru finally asked, his shoulders slumping, as he turned back to face you once again. âYouâre just going to let them tell you how to live your life, submit yourself to a man who might be cruel to you?â
âSatoruâŠâ you began, considering defending yourself, before you conceded. âIâm sorry. I care for you, I do, but you must understand.â
âOh, I understand just fine. You surprised me, is all. I thought youâd put love over things like that.âÂ
You swallowed, shoving away the engulfing sadness as he paced back toward you, his wet shoes creating muddy footprints in the ground.Â
âYou canât honestly have thought that all our silly dreams would come to fruition. You knew all along that this was just a fleeting fancy, didnât you?âÂ
âOn the contrary, I thought this was serious.â To your surprise, Satoru dug through his pocket, throwing a ring at you, one that was nothing close to extravagant, but beautiful all the same. âIâve carried this for weeks now⊠just waiting. There was never a good time to propose, but I really did want to marry you. Howâs that for fleeting?âÂ
Your jaw fell slack. A fresh wave of tears began as you bent down, soiling your pastel gown in the grass and mud to pick up the ring. It was a simple gold band, shiny and smooth â probably months worth of his salary.Â
Nausea rose up in you as you dusted off the fine piece of jewelry, staring at it with affection. âDear lord,â you said, not even bothering to wipe the snot that ran in a smooth stream from you nose, just like your tears. âWhy did you have to tell me this?â
âI wonât spare you the kindness of ignorance. I want you to know exactly what youâre throwing away.â
âThatâs notââ you shook your head, eyes glued to the ring. âI donât want you out of my life. I love you, Satoru. I want to be with you, I just can't⊠But, perhaps, we can still see each other?â
Your lover stared, blinking once, then again, his white eyelashes fanning over pale cheeks. Then, a loud laugh escaped from him, deep from his chest, as if in horror. âYou want me to be your whore?â he asked, aghast, infiltrating your space as he backed you into a tree.Â
You glanced up at him, eyes wide, pressing your hands to the smooth expanse of his chest. âIââ
âI love you. I love you, and Iâd dedicate my life to supporting you,â his voice was pained, cracking on the vowels. âBut that means nothing to you, does it? Youâre so selfish.âÂ
The word felt like a slap to the face â the same that your family had called you, when theyâd admitted they knew of your dalliance. Either way, you would lose. You were selfish for bringing such disgrace to your familyâs respectable lineage, or you were selfish for choosing your responsibility over your lover.Â
âi just donât know what to do.â Your voice felt small; the weakness of it softened Satoruâs expression, if only by a fraction.Â
He exhaled. âWell, I know. Go back home, tell your parents to fuck whoever wants your hand, and run away with me. Be with me,â Satoru pressed his forehead to your own, desperate. âPlease. I love you, I adore you, Iâll worship you. What more do you want?â
You swallowed, squeezing your eyes shut. âSatoruâŠâ His hands went still on your waist. âIâm sorry. I donât think I can.âÂ
For the first time in all your years together, since the moment youâd met him as an infant, you felt a distance crack between you, breaking into a cavern. Satoru had been your best friend, your constant companion, the person youâd always thought would be a part of your life. Now, the risk youâd taken by falling in love with him had finally come to pass. You werenât sure that your relationship could ever be remedied, after such a poor conclusion.
âYouâre a coward,â Satoru finally said, spitting your name like it was a curse, and you flinched, dipping your chin to your collarbone. There was no love in those words, no gentleness; they were meant to hurt. âYou think youâre different than all the other women of nobility, but youâre not. You want to be spoon-fed like the rest of them, waited on hand and foot, reliant on the money of your family and your husband.â
You sniffled, hands shaking as you clenched your jaw. Satoru had a sharp tongue â he always had â but itâd never been used against you. For the first time, you knew what it was like to be looked at by Gojo Satoru with disdain, and it was awful.Â
âThatâs cruel⊠Donât you understand what youâre asking me to do? Youâre asking me to leave behind my family, my life, my security. You want me to leave everything with no plan at all?â
âI understand well enough.â He stepped away, backing up until you could no longer smell the sweat that clung to his sleeves, until you could no longer see the contrasts of blues in his irises. âTruthfully, I donât believe I know you like I thought I did. I never assumed youâd be so hesitant to leave.âÂ
Despite your tear-filled eyes, you stood taller, trying to keep some semblance of dignity. Like the noble woman you were, you refused to be seen as weak in the face of your emotions. If you were to leave Satoru, you would leave him confident that you were making the right decision. âPerhaps not, then,â you said. âYou may have been taken into our home with love and care, but we are not as similar as you were raised to believe.âÂ
Satoru licked his lips, then clicked his tongue, speechless, before he turned around for good. âRight,â he said, shaking his head. âI shouldâve known that the spoiled girl youâd been would turn you into a spoiled woman. Iâve been a fool. Enjoy your sham of a marriage.â He began to walk away, slowly, before gradually picking up his pace, his back as taut as the bow of a violin.Â
âIs this really how you wish to end things?â you asked, shouting through the wind at his retreating form. âOn such a vile note?âÂ
âYouâre the one that ended things,â Satoru said, and though you hoped that he would glance over his shoulder, spare you one last glimpse before you parted ways forever, he never did. âI only wanted to love you.âÂ
You opened your mouth, words lingering on your tongue, before you shut it, and let him go.Â
Tomorrow, you would regret it. You would long for his warm embrace, his arms, so strong from riding and tending to the horses. You would long for his kiss, gently brushed against your hairline, a smile growing on his lips as you told him about the book youâd read. You would long for a time when you passed him in the hallways and received a grin, instead of a sneer.Â
But, for now, thrumming with guilt and grief and rage, you watched him walk away, hands balled at your fist. Maybe he didnât deserve you anyway.Â
Maybe you didnât deserve him.Â
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satoru is the friend that always upstages your boyfriend, but heâs so good to you that your boyfriend canât really complain without coming across as the asshole in the equation. your boyfriend sends you flowers after your promotion, but satoru sends an arrangement of roses in the shape of your favorite animal. your boyfriend suggests going out to dinner for your birthday and gets you the piece of jewelry youâve been eyeing as a present, but satoruâs the one who books the michelin-star restaurant and surprises you with a $10k handbag. you car breaks down and your boyfriend offers to pick you up/drop you off at work for the week, but satoru steps in a loans you his car and then tells you can keep it. and when your boyfriend does get the balls to confront satoru, heâs awfully relaxed, very calm as he explains that youâre his best friend in the whole world, so he just wants to treat you right. no harm in that, right?Â
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Not me being an absolute slut for step dad Gojo and Uncle Nanami!?!? đ© sharing is caring!
-Very Much Embarrassed Anonđ«
PERHAPS i got carried away but i hope u enjoy this !! luxe write something under 1k challenge: impossible x
warnings: 18+ MDNI, step/incest, fem!reader, step dad!gojo, uncle!nanamin, implied virgin!reader, threesome, vaginal sex, oral (m receiving), fingering, tit sucking, possessive!gojo, daddy kink, praise, pull out method, orgasm denial, noncon photo taking, slight oral fixation, hair pulling, face fucking.
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âYou know youâre too young for boys, right?â your step-father reminds you, like itâs a mantra heâs told you again and again for years. It isnât a suggestion or a thought heâs choosing to share. Itâs an instruction. âI donât want you to think because youâre all grown up and going to college now that you can be reckless.â
âI- I know, Satoru.â you smile at him.
Both of your attention is stolen as you hear your uncle, Kento, laugh out a scoff. He tries to conceal it as he ruffles his newspaper and drinks his coffee. You see your step-dadâs brows furrow in annoyance. Or, anger. He looks at you, again, and his expression softens.
âI know youâre a good girl, sweetheart.â he tells you, wrapping his arms around your form and placing a kiss atop your head. Nanamiâs eyes peer over his newspaper, locking with yours. A knowing glance to each other before a smirk finds his features. He raises his newspaper, shielding his face completely as he tries to focus on reading.
He lets you go, reluctantly, as you pick up your college bag and grab your phone.
His expression sours as he sees you reach for your phone, smiling at a text message you received. He shouldnât pry. He knows he shouldnât pry. But he canât seem to stop himself as he finds himself leaning across the kitchen island and snatching your phone from your hands. And now he scoffs, scrolling through your messages and looking at the name at the top.
âWhat did I just say?â he speaks, only an octave away from yelling at you. Your lip wobbles, and he keeps your phone at armâs length as you try to grab for it. He tosses it towards the kitchen table so Kento can look for himself.
âHe was just asking if I needed picking up for my classes, Satoru! You donât need to worryâŠâ you tell him. Of course this would happen. Heâs always been stupidly over protective.
âWell you donât, do you? Thatâs what Iâm here for. Hell, Iâm sure even Nanami would be happy to take you since he came all of this way to spend his off time visiting you.â Gojo reminds you. And you feel a slight pang of guilt at that. You know how hard your poor uncle Nanamin works. He could be on vacation, somewhere tropical, unwinding from the humdrum of his boring office job. But here he is, sitting reading the newspaper and listening to you two argue with each other. âIn fact, youâre grounded. Iâm keeping your phone and you can forget about going to class today.â
âButâ!â
âDonât whine, Iâll write you a note.â he adds, walking around the counterspace to collect your phone from Nanami. He finishes scrolling, locking it, though he keeps hold of it. âGo upstairs.â
You huff, but grab your bag and do as youâre told. Itâs not like he can stop you from being online. You can talk to people on your laptop, after all. Though given the mood heâs in you suppose youâll have to be stealthy about it.
âYouâre too harsh on her.â Kento tells Satoru, earning another disgruntled glance from him. He closes his newspaper and rests an ankle over his knee as he leans back and drinks the remainder of his coffee. âSheâs curious, you canât do anything about that. Itâs not like sheâll stay a virgin forever.â
âTch. Spare me.â he laughs lightly. âYou think I donât know why youâre here? I hear you, you know, when you sneak into her room at night.â
And Gojo revels in how the colour drains from Nanamiâs face. He sits upright, his back stiffened straight and he starts to loosen his tie. He should have known, really, it was too good to be true. He should have known heâd always get caught eventually. But by Satoru Gojo of all people?
âI havenâtâŠâ he clears his throat. âItâs not what you think.â
âSure.â Satoru rolls his eyes. âIf Iâm beinâ honest⊠I donât really care. Who am I to stop you? Iâm not blood⊠like you. Sick fuck.â he laughs, sitting down at the table and looking into Nanamiâs panic-stricken eyes.
Your uncle rests his elbows on the table and holds his head in his hands. What is Gojo plotting? Blackmail of some kind, maybe. Itâs not like heâs concealed his disapproval for his sisters relationship with him. Heâs tolerated him, sure, but heâs a nuisance he thinks his family would be better off without.
âI donât like this either.â he throws your phone towards the white-haired man and sighs. âBut she doesnât respect you, Satoru. She doesnât even call you dad. I think she sees you as temporary, so of course she isnât going to listen to you. Not really.â
âButâŠâ he leans over the table with a smug grin. âShe respects you, doesnât she? Her favourite uncle. I donât like college guys, I remember what we were like in college, I donât want her around that.â
âNo⊠maybe she wonât go searching for it if sheâs better educated.â
Gojoâs brow quirks in intrigue, a sadistic smile soon follows.
âWho knew a corporate goon could be such a sick fuck, hah?â Gojo laughs, picking up Nanamiâs coffee mug for him and walking it to the sink to clean. Nanami rolls his eyes, burying his reddening face in his newspaper again.
You feel a surge of fear stab through you as you hear footsteps climb up the stairs. You hide your laptop back into your bag and turn on your TV, hurrying to find something to watch as a cover. But when you hear a knock, you relax, Satoru never knocks.
âCome in!â you speak, happily, welcoming your favourite and only uncle Nanamin into your room. Though your heart sinks as your step-father follows, crossing your arms across your chest as you huff and pout petulantly.
âDonât be like thatâŠâ Nanami speaks softly, sitting on the edge of your bed and resting his hand on your thigh. âWe need to talk to you. And we want to ask you something.â he continues. Your pout fades, then, a slight feeling of anxiety creeps into you as you wonder if something serious has happened.
And Satoru sits on the edge of the bed, too, his beaming blue eyes almost pierce through your heart as he begins to explain. How heâs just worried about you because he knows from experience how college guys can be. How heâs your dad no matter what and he just wants the best for you. And he thinks you need a little help in the right direction on your journey of self-discovery.
âI know youâre a woman now, sweetheart, but youâre still daddyâs little girl. Yeah? So, let daddy help.â
âHe- with what?â you blink at him, dumbly, and the delighted snarl on his face almost chills you to the bone. He doesnât speak right away, so you look at Nanami. But itâs like he canât bear to look at you as he sinks his head low with shame. âWith what?â you ask again.
 âWell, Nanami said youâre curious. So heâs been fucking you, right?â
âNo!â you and your uncle yell simultaneously. Did he really tell your insufferable step-father something so personal?
âI told you, I havenât slept with her. Donât tease her or youâll make things worse.â Nanami clarifies before he focuses his attention on you. âBut you are curious, arenât you? Youâre getting attention from boys and youâre enjoying it, clearly. They arenât good for you though, princess. They donât know how to treat girls right.â
You hum, softly, as he pushes your legs apart, revealing your pink cotton panties to the two of them as they continue to talk you through their thought process. And the touch of your uncle Nanamin is your ultimate weakness. They both get a live response to his action as your pretty pussy starts to gift your panties with a dark, sticky patch between your dewy folds.
âBoys that age, sweetheart, they donât know what theyâre doing. Do you touch yourself? âm sure you do, Iâm not naĂŻve enough to think otherwise. But that means you like to cum, yeah? These college guys donât care about that. They just want a little hole to cum in and defile. And we think you deserve better than that.â Satoru explains, his inquisitive fingers begin to prod at your puffy cunt, though you trap his hand between your plush thighs.
âSatoruâŠâ you respond, bashfully.
âNo.â he speaks, grabbing your thighs and pulling you down the bed and towards himself. He looks mad, but thereâs no real malice behind it. Still your heart is pounding. âIâm your dad like he is your uncle. Iâm not Satoru. Who am I?â he asks, reaching under your skirt to pull down your panties.
âD-Daddy⊠youâre daddy. âm sorry.â you whimper. Your eyes flutter as his long fingers invade your pretty, virgin walls. âHngâ!â
âGooood girl.â he smiles as he begins to curl them upwards. âI slipped right on in, has uncle Kento gotten you used to taking his fingers?â
âMhmmâŠâ you blush. The man in question bends down to kiss you.
Itâs sweet, though you find yourself grabby and desperate as you follow his lead. He pulls away to undress you, unbuttoning your shirt and then his own after throwing away his tie. He helps you out of your bra, and you instinctively go to cover your nipples as you remember who youâre actually in the company of. But Nanami doesnât want that. He locks his fingers with yours, holding your hands above your head as he begins to suckle on them until theyâre both puckered and raw.
âSit her up, and sit behind her.â Satoru tells his brother-in-law. And of course he acquiesces. Youâre moved like youâre weightless as your uncle sits behind you, his clothed cock pressing angrily into the curve of your spine as he continues to torment your tits. Satoru pulls his fingers out of your cunt and sucks them clean, smiling at how your eyes begin to sparkle with wonder as he puts on such a display. âDo not tell your mother about this, understand?â
You nod, obediently. You wouldnât dream of telling her something so scandalous. Though it does fill you with a slight sense of pride as your Satoru makes it abundantly clear how desperately heâd longed to be the first person to explore your untouched core. He pulls down his trousers and you moan at his smooth, pink cockhead. Though right now itâs closer to an angry shade of red.
He really is desperate.
You wince, slightly, as he pushes his tip inside. Though he retracts it, coating his head in your wetness.
âFuuuuck, you werenât lyinâ. You really never fucked her, huh Nanami?â Gojo chuckles as he pushes in deeper and deeper. Nanami slots his fingers into your mouth to suck on as you accommodate to the length. âRelax, baby. Clampinâ so much youâre gonna push me out.â he laughs shallowly, his thrusts matching as he begins to work you open.
âD-Daddy!â you gasp, back arching against Nanamiâs chest before he pulls you back towards him.
âWeâre so proud of you, princess.â Nanami shushes you, placing a kiss to your temple. You look at him with wide, trusting eyes, though he canât really concentrate as his own fixate on the way your tits bounce with each thrust Gojo inflicts onto you. âWhy donât you show your dad how I taught you to suck cock, hm?â
âOh? Now that Iâd like to see.â Gojo smiles, pulling out of you briefly. The sound of your sticky walls echoes through the room as he pulls out. The men help you onto all fours, and your daddy slots himself right back into your tight heat. The adjusted angle makes you fall forward, your head lolling as he finds a nice little trigger inside of you. âOh⊠there, huh? Okay, baby. Iâll fuck you right there.â Satoru tells you as he begins to fuck into you before slowing down.
Nanami takes his cock out of his briefs, tapping the tip against your swollen lips. They open, obediently, and you lick the precum heâs spilling directly from the source. Your hole flutters as he hisses, enamoured by the sensation.
âPerfect, princess. Such a good little girl for me.â Kento comments, and your heart beats harder. Youâre almost robbed of all sense as Gojo pistons his hips into you, and he leans forward to grab your hair and wrap it into a makeshift ponytail.
âNow that Iâm thinking about it, Kento, maybe we should teach her how college boys fuck. Since she wanted that experience so badly.â Satoru proposes, and Nanami considers it. He really considers it. And Gojo chuckles at that. âGo on⊠show her.â
Nanami nods, grabbing the sides of your head and fucking your face like youâre his own personal cocksleeve.
Itâs relentless and dizzying and you donât know how to settle. You canât possibly as youâre ruined from both ends. Thereâs no reprieve, thereâs no way to relax. Youâre trembling and moaning and fuck you never knew sex could be so intense. Nanami is always calm and patient with you. But this isnât that.
Theyâve ran out of patience with you.
It doesnât matter which way you try to retreat, youâre only encouraging the other one. More of Nanamiâs cock down your throat and more of Gojoâs hitting your g-spot.
âW-Weâll have to get you on the pill, sweetheart.â Gojo tells you, but itâs more like heâs telling himself. He knows he canât cum inside. He canât, but fuck, he wants to. He fucking needs to. âCollege guys, they like- leaving their- mark.â he thrusts again and again until heâs on the very brink of blowing his load. But his life wonât be worth living if he knocks his cute little daughter up. His marriage will be over. Heâll lose everything.
And with that, he pulls out and coats your pussy lips with his sperm. The loss of feeling from inside makes you cry out around Nanamiâs length, though you still canât pull away from him as he continues to use your mouth as his own personal toy. You never knew your uncle Nanamin had this side to him.
Heâs usually so sweet and patient.
He pulls out, too, depriving you of the taste of his cum and the chance to prove what a good girl you are. Though you take his load beautifully as he shoots soupy ropes across your pretty face. His heart skips a beat as your false lashes flutter and he realises a heavy glob stuck to them.
âCollege guys, sweetheart, might take pictures of you like this.â Satoru pulls his phone from his back pocket and takes a few photos of your quivering cunt. Youâve been neglected in the worst way, and itâs dawning on you now what he had meant by giving you the college experience. He tosses his phone to Nanami, encouraging him to do the same. Your innocent and betrayed face is captured so perfectly through the lens of the phone, Nanamiâs pearly seed is the perfect colour for your complexion.
âCollege guys would send these around to their friends too, you know.â Nanami warns you.
âBut weâll just keep these between ourselves.â Satoru promises you. âI think itâs only fair we didnât let you cum this time since you were so intent on disobeying your daddy.â
âI think sheâs learnt her lesson, though, Satoru.â Nanami speaks, pulling your hair so that you can look up at him and he can identify if you dare to lie to him. âFucking college boys doesnât sound that fun anymore, does it? Say sorry, princess. Your dad might let you cum next time if youâre a good girl.â
You sniff, and hiccup, unsure of where to look.
ââm s-sorry, daddy.â you sniffle, Nanami releases your hair and allows you to look back at Gojo, a wild grin on his face.
âAwe⊠sweet.â Gojo smiles, circling the bed so heâs standing beside Nanami, both of their eyes bore down at you with an intensity youâve never felt before. âI think weâre owed a thank you, we took the time to teach you such an important lesson, after all.â
âT-Thank you,â you sniff, again, âThank you, d-daddy. Thank you, uncle Nanamin.â
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Teen!Gojo, holding a rock : Y/N-chan just gave me this to me and said âI feel like you deserve the moon but all I can give you is a rockâ.
Teen!Getou : If you donât marry Y/N-San, I will.
Teen!Shoko, nods : I second that.
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ive head this nagging thought in the back of my head that satoru has some kinda random spot on his body thatâll make him instantly pop a bone. I DONT KNOW JUST WORK WITH ME HERE PLS đ i love your works btw đ
⧠sweet spot, ft. satoru gojo
⧠tags: mostly fluff, whiny satoru, âbabyâ as a nickname, did i say mostly fluff already??, dry humping, overstim, loser satoru cs heâs mushy and in love
⧠an: this idea is now living in my head and not paying rent, thanks a lot anon :/
satoru usually just does his own hair care, and heâs very meticulous about it. he wants everything to be clean and pristineânot that you werenât capable of doing that for him, heâs just very, very dramatic. he didnât even know this spot was sensitive until⊠literally now.
heâs standing in the bathroom as you brush your teeth, absentmindedly rubbing his hand over his growing undercut. he figured it was time for him to cut it anyway, but his arms were very sore from some training heâd done with the kids yesterday.ïżŒ
âbabe.â
âyâesh?â he chuckled at your mouthful of the minty paste, and just waited for you to finish brushing. when you finally did, you turned to face him as he brushed his thumb over the white pooling on the corner of your mouth.
âcan you cut my hair today? âarms are so sore.â satoru whined, his finger still tracing your lip lazily.
âhave you washed it? i donât need your lice transferring to meâouch! okay, okay, plug in the clippers!â you giggled as he pinched your lip. the clippers rested on his side of the sink, and he plugged them in wordlessly. you stood behind him, lightly brushing the area with the small brush you know is the most comfortable for him. satoru sighs lightly as you do this, and his shoulders relax.
he didnât know exactly what it was, but your hands felt different than his. you made him so sensitive usually anyway, but this was weird. his cheeks were heating, and everything was tingling, not just his neck.
and then you did it.
the clippers worked in upward strokes as you trimmed the hair down, and suddenly your thumb brushed over some magical pressure point of his. satoru felt pleasure shoot down his spine like he never had before, and a almost girly squeak slipped out before he could stop it. your eyes go wide and you remove the clippers from his neck. satoru is deathly still, and you watched color bloom over his cheeks in the mirror.
ââŠyou okay satoâ?â the nickname drips off your tongue like honeyâso effortless, so intimate, and he hates that you decided to use it right now. he canât take it. youâve never called him that, and he can hear the amused tilt in your voice.
satoru gulps, because he doesnât know what to say. how does he say that he wants you to keep going, to keep brushing over that exact spot so he can pinpoint exactly what that feeling was just now? heâs never felt anything like that when he cut his own hairâŠ
he settles on a weak little âiâm fine, baby,â because frankly? he doesnât trust himself to say any other words right now.
you give him a little smile in the mirror before your hands start working again, and you finally start getting somewhere with actually cutting his damn hair. he doesnât feel anything out of the ordinary happen anymore, and now heâs finally cleanly shaven again like he likes. you did an exceptional job, and satoru peppers you with kisses as a reward.
he mostly stops thinking about it after this.
yeah, maybe the thought lingers in the back of his head for a few hours after, and maybe he stands in the bathroom rubbing his thumb over the back of his neck for a little longer than considered normal, but it was fine.
except for when you call him down to finish watching the movie youâd started earlier, and heâs laying on your chest as you run your fingers through his hair. satoru isnât even paying attention to what your hand is doing as he yaps about the plot of the film, and you listen.
âheâs a piece of shit! i mean, he stayed with his side piece on the plane, and made his wife drive in the snow? fuck mike âtill itâs backwards.â satoru spits, his attention fully focused on the movieâs plot.
unlike you, whoâs mind was still in the bathroom, cutting satoruâs hair.
ïżŒyou havenât stopped thinking about the little noise heâd made as youâd accidentally pressed your finger over the nape of his neck, right where the hair started. he sounded so weakâso vulnerable, and you decided right then that you needed to hear much more of that.
your mind was now solely focused on one thing, and your hand was moving just as it was in the bathroom. you twirled your fingers around strands, until finally threading your fingers through his hair and giving a small tug. this tore a stuttered breath out of satoru, and you smiled. heâd gone a little more rigid against you, and his commentary had stopped as you payed so much attention to him. he was losing focus of the movie, too.
âb-babe,â
âhmm?â you hummed back, fingers now traveling from his hair to his lower neck, tracing small circles there. you knew what you were looking for, but why not tease a little first?
satoru couldnât answer you if he triedâevery word in his throat dies as you press down onto that spot once more, and heâs slamming his hand on-top of yours to make sure you donât move it. he isnât sure why he does that exactly, but why does it matter? why does anything matter when youâre touching him like this?
he canât do this, just one press on his spot has his dick rising and stiff against your thigh, and even you can hardly believe it.
âsato.â you grip his hair to pull him off your chest, just enough to look at you. he whines from the mixture of the nickname and the sting of his scalp.
âb-baby, please.â satoru breathes. you know what heâs asking for, and you figured youâd done enough teasing for a while. you grin, rubbing your thumb back and forth over the pressure point back and forth, up and down, and you wouldnât be surprised if he came just from this based on the sounds he was making. he hovers you, his arms barely holding his body up, and heâs heaving into your neck.
âbreathe, satoru.â
âmmphâi will! i will, just please donât stop,â satoru whines, his hips grinding down against your thigh. sure, this whole thing is embarrassing as hell, but he couldnât help the cheeky grin that stretched across his face as you indulged him. as you ran your acrylics over the sensitive part of him, he dropped his head back into your shoulders, and his own started to shake violently.
he was laughing.
you were shocked by this, but you didnât dare stop. at some point, you couldnât help but snort a little as he grasped onto you. it was cuteâthe way his giggles melted into moans, the way he couldnât control himself or his emotions in the moment. there were no coherent thoughts forming in his head except for fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.ïżŒ
and you loved it that way.
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Lmaoo
Yeah I'm still okay with whatever you have to write. Nursing sounds good! I'm obsessed with pregnancy and lactation đ„Žđ”
Nd lol I combined two of my asks in one đ I wanted weird sex positions for laughs.
I am so obsessed with pregnancy too and paired with a lactation kink?! *gimme hands* I'm squealing that I have found my people lmaoo
tags: 18+ only content - mdni + pregnant! fem reader + lactation kink + riding + missionary
It felt like no matter what you wore there was no hiding the swell of your cleavage, and it was in the dead of summer so sweatshirts weren't going to happen, and all of your tops were stretched out.
Your breasts ached as they filled with milk and your body shifted your organs out of the way to make room for your growing son who you were sure was going to be born with a head of white hair like his dad.
"I think I might start walking around naked, everything I try to put on just doesn't fit right." You whined Friday evening as you and Satoru lounged in bed after having date night you wanted to melt into him.
He hummed and stroked his long slender fingers over your belly bump with a smirk. "I wouldn't mind, let's start that now." Satoru teased hearing you huff playfully before letting him undress you.
When he unclasped your bra you sighed in contentment that was followed by a groan feeling all the milk rush beading atop your nipple, the white essence leaked down the front of you which was lapped up by your husband who followed the trail of milk to your nipple.
It was something he'd done before to help you out when you couldn't get a chance to pump he had you folded in the backseat of his car while his mouth attached itself to your breast as he fucked with you with slow strokes that had you creaming around his cock.
Satoru scooted over to cup your left breast squeezing it and watching as more milk dripped from your pert bud, he was quick to clean up the mess kissing his way to your other breast and draining it as he massaged the milk ducts coaxing more out of you and into his greedy mouth.
Your fingers threaded through his hair as you guided his free hand between your legs. "Ah! Sensitive!" You hissed through gritted teeth as your pussy gushed more slick as he swirled his thumb over your clit while your back arched offering more of your breast to him.
His longe laved over each inch of exposed flesh until his lips were wrapped around your nipple again, the sweet essence of your milk coated his throat the more he drank until he had two fingers inside your pussy while drawing echoes of pleasure through your body.
"'Toru!" You squealed when he pulled off with a wet pop, his lips shiny and sticky with spit and milk as licked at your nipple unable to help himself as he rutted his hips against your thigh, each time he rubbed against you, you could feel how hard he was with a flushed face.
It wasn't long before you ended up straddling him even though you complained about being too big and swollen to ride him like this, Satoru would shush you with kisses and quiet praises as he relished in the weight on top of him while you slid him inside slowly.
You both let out collective groans when you sat down fully he sat up to wrap his arms around your waist, his mouth searching for your breasts again eagerly wanting to nurse from you again as he helped you ride him, up and down before back and forth.
Each time he stroked that sensitive spot he could feel you flutter around him and tighten your grip on his snow-white hair until you were out of breath. "Baby." You mewled softly looking down at him.
He pulled away knowing what you needed and with him, on top, he could still have access to your tits this way. Quickly he helped you on your back making sure you were comfortable, his cock throbbing and leaking until he was sliding back inside you with a soft groan.
Satoru cradled your head kissing you sweetly as he made love to you while his mouth descended down to your breasts unable to help himself, your nipple drew back into his mouth as he suckled on it thrusting his hips slowly listening to you cry out his name feeling so close.
The bed creaked adding to the soundtrack of moans and airy grunts feeling your climax wash over you, your cunt sucking Satoru in milking him for everything he has that was emptied into you.
It was a wet sticky mess when he pulled out to clean it up with his mouth, his tongue skating along your slicked pussylips before he pulled away to shower you with soft praises while helping you into the shower feeling sticky and tired he washed and dried you up gently.
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