men of jjk and their blowjob preferences <3
cw: oral, rough sex, throat fucking, dirty talk, degradation kink, size difference, power dynamics, all 21+ characters, raaaah, 18+
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kento nanami earned this blowjob and isn't going to move a muscle while you do it. prefers to sit back on the couch while you kneel—something about the way you look on the floor before him, working your mouth over his erection. cups your head and rubs your cheek, dragging fingers over your scalp but never tugging or directing—you're in charge by his own will. soft groans and intense, confronting eyes as he watches and doesn't look away. loves when you pull his length from your mouth and slap the head of it against your tongue; can't deny how much he gets off on your lewdness.
slow sucking, kitten licks, and nuzzling your face into his thigh gets him the hardest, spit-slick and leaking. composed and tense until he gets close—then, he begins to pant gruff breaths and tighten the grip he has on your head. if you want to make him finish quick (but let's be honest, why would you ever want this to end?), take his cock down your throat; feeling your nose pressed into his abdomen and your struggle to swallow his cock has him shooting into your throat. always! kisses! you! after!
blowjobs with toji fushiguro always go two ways: #1, his body laid back or stood before you, you and your small hands and face between his thighs as you slowly suck on and drool over his thick cock (p.s., gag on it, it makes him leak like a faucet), arrogant grin twitching at his lips as you milk him, as your service him—or, #2, his big hands in your hair, holding you firm, and your nails scratching down his legs as he fucks your face, his dick and balls covered in slobber, your chin dripping with it, too. adores the sneaking way of your hand, how it always ends up rubbing your clit, how you get off on the way he uses you.
grunts and loses himself in the confines of your mouth, but a gentleman at heart, so he holds your hair from obstructing your face as he tests the limits of your gag reflex. prefers to finish there, in your warm throat, but will paint your face if you want—if you ask. dirty, dirty girl, he'll laugh as he strokes himself over you.
a total asshole (tells you how good it is entirely throughout) (kisses you after) (cleans you up with gentle hands and kind eyes).
yuta okkotsu can't decide if he loves or hates the way you ogle his cock before you put it in your mouth. you do this every time, too—on your stomach between his legs, a cloudy haze to your pupils as you hold him by the base and give him a squeeze. he'll whine and buck into your hand, desperate and a rigid, pulsing mess, his cock head angry and begging to be licked.
the first time you ever blow him, he promises himself to be considerate and normal about it, to not relent to the base urge to breed and take, and he keeps a leash on the desires for most of the experience. he'll lean back on his elbows and digs his nails into his palms so he doesn't reach for your face and hair, and he'll gnaw hard on his lip when the need to fuck your mouth nearly overcomes his will, lips so flushed and cheeks splotchy, chest heaving.
but you gag. you gag around his aching cock and your throat convulses and flutters and he whimpers—it's so good—and he abandons his control and holds your head in place as his hips meet your chin, as you sputter and he comes embarassingly quickly inside your mouth. apologizes after, weak and abashed—sit on his face and he'll feel better.
SUGURU GETO really prefers your pussy—prefers the intimacy of it, the pleasure you both get to feel, the kisses and hugging and closeness of it all. but he won't refuse you and your blowjobs—not at all. concentrate your tongue on the head of his cock and cradle his balls and he's a goner. doesn't enjoy thrusting into your face or taking control. instead, he let's you take set the pace and take control.
will purr like a housecat if you praise him, how he tastes, how big it is—that does something for him. pulls you off his cock, hands under your arms, and slides you into his lap. cock nudging at your entrance, thumb wiping your messy face, blowjob disregarded—this happens more than it doesn't.
you can give satoru gojo a blowjob, but you'll have to earn it. frustratingly evasive and taunting, hands in your hand holding you back inches from his pretty, hard cock, his smile teasing. makes you beg for it—"come on, tell me how much you want this dick"—when he's feeling cruel. likes when you take it until his balls hit your chin, when two hands jerk his shaft and your lips wrap around the head, when he's overstimulated and flushed and begging for release—likes it period.
sometimes he'll have a hand on your chin and the other tugging at your scalp as he pounds into you, other times, he's sprawled back and watching through his lashes, his dick heavy on his thigh as you kiss up the hard length of it. expectant, lazy, hedonistic; you can suck him off since he's feel so nice, and, "make me come," he'll say, sucking his lip into his mouth, eyes rolling back.
white strands will stick to his forehead, a sheen of sweat coating his skin, and he'll just moan and fuck up into your lips like he needs to come like he needs air and that's how you know he's teetering on the edge, balls tightening as his arousal shoots against the roof of your mouth.
I'd love to cuddle someone with a bunch of toys on. Vibrators, rope, dog bone gag, dildos and everything possible. Put it all on high while I cuddle them and hold them tight so I can feel them struggle.
I'll play with their hair, rubbing their body all over while whispering, encouraging words to them like
"You're doing so good, puppy. Keep going"
"You squeezing me so tight, darling."
"You can cum all you want, baby"
Or maybe I'll be mean and say
"You're moving around too much. Stop it"
"You're cumming again? You're so pathetic"
"You're wayyyy too fucking loud"
Maybe I'll replace the dildo in them so I can feel their needy little hole tighten around me as they orgasm.
I wonder how long it would be when they give up trying to hold it in and just start uncontrollably twitching and moaning.
I'll be sure to kiss them while saying even more words into their ear
"Shhhh. Just keep cumming, honey"
"Just let it alllll out"
"You're so cute when you lose control"
Maybe while they squirm, they'd naturally have me slide in and out of them making them feel even better. I'm sure they'd be so desperate to be filled up with cum so they'd move and struggle more trying to get me to fill their little stomach up with cum.
Maybe if I do, I'll pull them really tight to hold them down so they can do nothing but take the stimulation from the toys while they feel me fill their stupid little hole up.
Ahhh, but it's just a fantasy :(
No one to make it true
i just want him to completely let go of himself while he fucks me.
forget that i’m anything more than an object to be used, make me squirm and whine as he just thrusts into me relentlessly, him pushing me into the mattress and pulling my hips closer so he can just make it go deeper.
i want him to focus on nothing but his pleasure, whatever he has to do to satisfy every unspoken urge.
be quiet
cw: noncon, somno, choking, degradation, rough
a quickie~
I drift in suspension, somewhere between sleep and awake. The world around me fades in and out, soft sounds that seem so far away. Something shifts besides me, an extra weight that feels so warm and close. A whine leaves my lips as I feel that something wrap around me, pulling me in closer.
My whole body becomes alight with heat, sensations dance across my skin as I feel the warmth envelop me, drown me. A sudden stretch, a sting fills me, and I startle awake, my eyes snapping open suddenly as the realization dawns on me - this is not a dream.
"Wha-?" my voice starts before a hand clamps down harshly over my mouth.
"Shhhh," comes a familiar voice against the shell of my ear, "careful now, wouldn't want to wake the whole house."
He rolls his hips against me, and I feel his cock push into my pussy harder, fully sheathing himself in the wet heat. Shaking my head a bit, my hands grip at the one around my mouth, nails digging into flesh. His grip only tightens, squeezing my jaw with bruising force.
"Don't start, baby," comes his rough voice again, authority weighing down his words, "We wouldn't want the whole house to find out how wet you get every time I sneak in here. Just be the good little slut you are and let me use you."
He starts moving then as his words settle over me, holding a finality at the consequences of us being found out. My grip on his arm tightens as I bite back the moans his rough thrusting forces from me. Every time his cock pushes inside my tight walls, the stretch fills me with a rush of heat which has me devolving into whimpers.
He groans quietly in appreciation as my pussy tightens around his cock. His hand over my mouth traces the curve of my chin before sliding down, settling over my throat and squeezing. My soft sounds stop completely as the lack of oxygen has me dizzy. The combination of the pressure on my throat with the aggressive pumping of his cock inside me has me seeing stars.
As his hand tightens around my neck, my pussy tightens harder around his cock. "See," he whispers, voice raw with need, "you're such a fucking slut. Your pussy is begging for it despite the fact you wanted to fight me early. Stupid little bitch."
Each word is punctuated by a harsh thrust, pumping his hips in a rough tempo that has his cock barreling against my cervix. I feel myself spiraling, overwhelmed by the pain and pleasure, giddy with all of it. My eyes roll into the back of my head as I feel darkness creeping around the edges before my walls convulse messily.
A choking sound erupts from my throat as my pussy clamps around his length, desperately milking it. I gush around him, drenching us both in my juices when I cum. He groans softly in surprise as he feels the mess, the tightness before fucking into me more aggressively, a man possessed. Once, twice, then he stills as I feel hot cum pouring into me.
His grip on my throat remains firm as he holds himself inside me, both of us coming down from our orgasms. The black creeps in more, the sleepiness overwhelming me again as I feel myself slipping away into unconsciousness.
The last bit of the world begins to fade, and I feel his fingers ease from my throat. "Just one more time," he promises just as I drift away.
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cw: cnc, free use, marking, breeding, somno a lil bit
inspired~
"Love," his hot breath rushes across my ear as I feel him press into me from behind, the bed sinking beneath his weight. A soft whine leaves my lips, questioning him without moving much as I try to drift back to sleep.
His lips move along my neck, biting down gently as he sucks at the tender flesh there without warning. A breathy moan leaves my lips as I try to pull away, but his hands keep me pinned to him, gripping my waist tightly. "Shhh," his words slide across the fresh mark on my neck, "I just need to use you."
Shaking my head a bit, my sleepy hands try to pry his demanding ones from around my waist. "No..." my voice comes out whiny, "I just wanna sleep..."
"Then sleep, love," he murmurs, his tongue sliding up my neck as he nips at my ear gently, "I wasn't asking for your permission, I was telling you that I'm going to use my toy."
"Now..." his hands slide down to my thighs, squeezing a bit at the soft flesh before pushing them apart, "Take it."
He yanks my panties to the side as he fills me so suddenly that my eyes snap open, a loud cry leaving my lips as I whine and try to slide away. His grip is demanding, unrelenting as he pushes me further into the bed while he takes what is his.
Another moan is pulled from me as he rolls his hips, seating his cock as deeply into my pussy as he can. "That's my girl," he murmurs, his hand sliding up my back before pressing my head into the pillow as he begins pumping into me. My moans are lost in the fabric, the heat drowning out my sounds as his cock barrels into me with animalistic fury.
Every thrust stretches me to the shape of him, his cock ramming painfully into my cervix with each thrust. He takes me, uses me as his hips bounce against my ass, shaking me with the force of every movement. The sensations burn through my core as my toes curl while he fucks into me with such a possessive need that my whole body trembles with the overwhelming pleasure.
"Fuck," he praises, his fingers wrapping in my hair as he pulls my head back to consume my cries in a messy kiss. His tongue matches the brutal pace of his cock until he releases me, drool running down my chin as I fall brainlessly back onto the bed.
My eyes roll into the back of my head as my pussy clenches so tightly and a frantic scream leaves my throat. "That's it, love, cum on this cock," he commands, voice thick with pleasure, continuing to pump into me with frenzied brutality, "Who owns you?"
"You, youyouyou," I keen, whining as he pushes into me, fucking me through my orgasm as my pussy spasms around his length violently as I see stars dance across my vision from the intensity.
He groans, his body wrapping around me and keeping me firmly pinned into the bed as he presses in so deeply I swear I can feel him in my stomach. A familiar warmth fills me as he whispers hot praises against my ears, rolling his hips as fills me with his seed before thrusting a few more times to push it deeper.
-`🕯´- 𝖜𝖊 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖈𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘, 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖑𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖌𝖚𝖎𝖉𝖊 𝖚𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖚 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖆 𝖘𝖆𝖋𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖘𝖆𝖓𝖊 𝖋𝖚𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊 -`🕯´-
toji and his pregnant wife who is huffy and pouty all day, snapping at him every once in a while before apologizing...just for him to corner you when you're washing dishes, lifting up your shirt, and massaging your heavy and swollen breasts, clicking his tongue when he realizes you're acting out because you feel too full.
"mamas, you know you can ask for help...stop tryna hide from me, your carrying my baby, lemme take care of you," he mumbles into your neck, fingers tweaking your nipples before he squeezes your tits together, humming happily when milk spurts out. "there we go...let yer toj' treat you good, wifey..."
Boys whose dicks start twitching and leaking just from getting blindfolded are the most precious things 💕 Like aww baby I only covered your eyes and you already get so turned on? Just from feeling vunerable and at my mercy? You really leave mommy no choice but to overstimulate your cute needy cock until you're a shaking crying mess for me 🥰💖
obsessed!choso who silently follows you around everywhere you go, like a lost puppy. he was surprised you never got annoyed by it— if anything you actually enjoyed it. whenever you guys were out in public he made it a habit to cling onto your waist, put his hand on your stomach, or do something that showed you were his. his girl. he was sick of people thinking you were someone they could have, or even look at. if he had it his way.. anyone who looked at you would be dead. but for now he settled for handling his jealousy in other ways..
“o-oh my gosh cho!” you whimpered, feeling your pussy tighten with every thrust of his hips. a guy tried to hit on you at the mall.. and ever since choso’s been out of it.
you almost didn’t recognize the man in front of you.. he’s never fucked you like this before.
the man ignored your cries, wrapping his hand your throat and staring at you with those dead eyes of his. “nah. take this shit,” his voice was low but deadly. “you can do that for me, right baby?”
he was fucking you so dumb that all you could do was mindlessly nod.
“pretty pussy’s all mine, nobody’s ever touchin’ this shit. should just fuck some babies into you so everyone knows huh?”
idk what this is, but enjoy this gojo x reader fic <3
cw: smut, cream pie, unsafe sex, fluff, Satoru is a sucker for missionary, all characters are 18+, minors, ageless and blank blogs dni or you will be blocked
Satoru becomes the most clingiest and affectionate loser whenever he’s inside you, especially in missionary.
His cock twitching and throbbing as he sinks into your tight walls. His lips are relentless as he rotates between kissing your lips sloppily or marking your neck with wet hickies.
Something about missionary is just so intimate to him, that more often than not, you’ll find yourself in this position. He craves the physical intimacy, craves to feel your skin against his as he brings you into his infinity, keeping you safe from the outside world.
Satoru’s curious hands roaming every inch of your body, leaving goosebumps in their absence. His balls smacking against your ass with each thrust, as he holds your hips high, keeping your legs spread wide and wrapped around him.
Your ankles are locked behind him, your heels dig into his soft ass as he pounds into your slobbering pussy. Wet squelching sounds, mixed with soft moans fill the empty room. The bed creaking underneath you two as the headboard slams against the wall, surely waking up your neighbours.
And yet, Satoru doesn’t stop. Drunk off your wet pussy and your sweet moans, he fucks into you deeper, watching as you sink into the bedding.
Chest to chest, you both share the air as you breathe. A goofy smile rests on his face as he looks at you, pressing soft kisses along your lips and cheeks as he rearranges your insides.
The words ‘I love you’ slipping from your lips repeatedly, only encouraging him to go faster. Your nails dig into his back, leaving scratches that Satoru will only gloat about.
Satoru groans as he feels you cum around his cock, your pussy having a death grip on him as you milk him dry. His release following soon, as he bottoms out into you, his balls flat against your ass as he cums.
Not edited + do not copy <3 also I suck at writing smut sorry lol :P
thinking about husband!satoru and how much he loves his wife☹️ bro BREATHES nothing but love for the person he married.
husband!satoru wakes up every morning just to leave kisses all over your face, mainly to wake you up but also because he loves the smile that spreads across those pretty lips of yours—the lips he then kisses despite your complaints that it's too early for all this energy.
he's probably too lazy to make breakfast in bed but he IS the type to drag you along to get some in the early morning. he craves adventure with you, craves to enjoy life itself with you. if you're not up for something, that's okay, he'll figure something else out with you, if you're willing.
he's the clingiest sleeper EVER. its either his arm or his leg that's draped over you—or both. sometimes it's his entire body smothering you like a weighted blanket. even in sleep he craves contact with you; at this point his love for you is written in his dna, it's in the way his heart beats, in the way he breathes. he swears your beauty is so deeply imprinted in his soul that even if he lost his sight, you'd be the only thing he could ever see.
he isn't afraid to let everyone know these things, either. he's never been shy, so why start with you? after all, how could anyone be ashamed to love someone like you?
simon riley who has the biggest cock you’ve ever seen and he knows it. there’s an arrogant smirk on his lips as he watches you gulp down the lump in your throat—pretty eyes widening at the sight of it that never seems to alter despite the countless of times you’ve seen it. you swear he grew since the last time. and the time before that. he loves the way your hands always shake slightly as you grab onto his shoulders for support, head tilting up to look at him nervously as you sigh quietly. “‘s almost in love, i swear” he always assures you when he’s stuffing the monstrous thing inside your aching cunt, a small hum sounding from your throat as you close your eyes and lean back. “i know you can take it” he praises into your ear—head coming down to rest in the crook of your neck and give it a small kiss as a reward for being so patient for him. “seen you do it before.” you’re his perfect girl—taking his cock so good for him, every damn time.
since husband! gojo satoru got over 10K likes, here is husband! nanami more in this series- husband! geto suguru
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husband! nanami who pulls back your hair into a ponytail so that it does not get into your food
husband! nanami who kneels down to kiss your tummy
husband! nanami who lets you rest your feet on his lap in the car while he is driving
husband! nanami who responds to you calling him babygirl
husband! nanami who dries your hair everytime ever since you got married
husband! nanami who hasn't shaved on his own ever since you got married cause you do that for him
husband nanami! who makes your wishlist his to-do list
husband! nanami who puts his palm on your cheek and does the thumb rub thing while looking in your eyes
husband! nanami who gifts you a plushie scented like his cologne
husband! nanami who feeds you fried chicken while you are painting your nails
husband! nanami who eats the bento made by you only
husband! nanami who brings you a glass of water every two hours
❝𝗷𝗷𝗸 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 + 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀❞
a/n: i'm going insane guys anyway love u all mwah <333333 afab body but no gendered language btw!
part two.
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. *. ⋆ GOJO SATORU
▸ creampies. please just let this man cum inside of you omg he'll go insane. seeing the way his release leaks out of you afterward has him ready for another round almost immediately.
▸ dacryphilia. "you crying'?" says it all right there. he'll coo, a bit mocking, and wipe at the tears running down your cheeks.
▸ size difference. he's so big compared to you. his height, his hands, his dick. he gets off on it so hard seeing you have to look up at him :(
▸ praise (giving + receiving). he'll charm your panties off if you really want, just make sure to let him know how good he's fucking you, too.
▸ overstimulation. hand in hand with dacryphilia. he's not done with you until he's shooting blanks and you're a weeping mess below him.
▸ breeding. listen.. he needs an heir for the gojo clan. he'll fuck you into the mattress for hours on end- he just wants to make sure his baby takes, that's all.
▸ orgasm denial. he's a cocky man, and he knows it. he loves the exhilaration he gets controlling your orgasm, making you beg for it before he gives you any satisfaction.
▸ pussy/thigh/boob jobs. he wants to put good use to all of your body.
. *. ⋆ GETO SUGURU
▸ choking. the feeling of you swallowing as his large hands cusp at your neck is like a drug to him.
▸ begging. seeing you so compliant under him as you plead and cry for his touch... those pretty little eyes and wobbling lip. it's mean, he knows that. he just couldn't care less.
▸ sense deprivation. tying you up and blindfolding you, giving him all that power? he goes crazy for it.
▸ degradation. you wanna be fucked like a slut, he's gonna treat you like one.
▸ edging. when he's feeling really mean, he'll edge you for hours. until you're shaking and whining and the only word you can get out is a broken moan of his name.
▸ impact play. he loves waking up and seeing the red imprint of his hand on your ass oh my godddd don't get him started.
▸ hair pulling (receiving). he wants you to tug at his hair, card your fingers through it, pull it as you're riding his face!!!
▸ sadism. pretty much hand in hand with everything above. he's such a mean boyfriend but he knows how much you love it.
. *. ⋆ CHOSO KAMO
▸ biting. your shoulders, neck, and thighs are full of his teeth marks, almost perpetually. and of course he's not gonna complain if you leave a few bites, too.
▸ begging. show him how much you want him, how badly you need him, and he'll fuck you as much as you want. you just gotta put in a little work first.
▸ worship (giving + receiving). seriously this man worships the ground you walk on from the moment you wake up to the second you fall asleep. he just asks you worship his cock the same
▸ overstimulation. he's fuckin you until his legs are giving out from under him and you're nothing but a fucked out, drooling mess being pressed into the bed.
▸ blood play. i mean... i think this is a given.. will purposefully bite down too hard just to lick the blood clean as an apology.
▸ orgasm denial. he knows once you cum, it's over, and he just wants to stay sat in your pretty pussy a little bit longer- you understand that, right?
▸ somnophilia. his favorite breakfast is in between your thighs. besides, you don't think there's any better way to wake up, anyway.
▸ voyeurism. pleaseeee pleaseee pleaseee let him watch you masturbate it's all he needs in this world !!!!!
. *. ⋆ SUKUNA RYOMEN
▸ anal. he needs to claim every hole your body has to offer. plus true form sukuna is a slut for his double penetration just saying
▸ choking. hearing your choked gasps as he squeezes your throat could make him cum on the damn spot. watching your eyes roll into the back of your head as each second passes on.
▸ exhibitionism. no, he doesn't care that there are other curses around and no, he doesn't care if they can see. you're his, and he'll fuck you anywhere he wants to.
▸ extreme bondage. watching your poor, writhing little human body tug at your restraints uselessly is something he'll never get tired of.
▸ collaring. he'll even get his name custom engraved, just so everyone who looks at you know exactly who you belong to.
▸ degradation. he's a mean thing, but you seem to enjoy that for some reason. he savors in the way you clench around him every time he calls you a whore.
▸ edging. you're not allowed to cum until he's says so, and anything before that? you're in for one hell of a night.
▸ predator/prey. let him chase you through the woods as foreplay. he'll inevitably catch up, of course, but seeing you attempt to get away is so cute to him. especially when he's had enough of the teasing and is pinning you against the nearest tree.
[✿] MY B*TCH EXOTIC!
𝜗℘ feat. toji, nanami, geto, sukuna. jjk men and what their bilingual/foreign partner does that turns them on.
avisos : portuguese speaking! fem!reader. reverse cowgirl. unprotected. overstimulation. riding. pussy eating. doggy style. hint of anal. blowjob. face fucking. one spank. one small face slap. allusions to breeding. dumbification. big dick men. ( minors dni. )
☆ NANAMI KENTO - ANYTHING DOMESTIC.
kento's favourite thing to do is come back home to the sight of you working around the house while samba plays in the background. there's just something about the way you move your hips and body to the music while doing such mundane tasks like mopping or washing the dishes after a stressful day at work that tweaks something in his head. an you always seem to find yourself in the same state afterwards, moaning and whining on his cock like you are now.
"ah! k-ken...! por favor...", your eyebrows furrow together as your mewls blend together with the music, your legs quivering as your positioned in reverse cowgirl, trying to bounce up and down in tune with the music as your husband leans back against his armchair, low grunts leaving his lips as he looks at and feels your sweet, weeping pussy suck him in, your creamy essence forming a ring at the base of his thick length, a tisk leaving his mouth as you fall behind of the beat.
"aht, you're going too slow... you need to keep up with the rhythm..." he coos, one of his large hands landing on one of your ass cheeks as a form of encouragement, a low moan leaving his mouth yet again as he feels the walls of your tight, sloppy cunt tighten around him as a result.
you continue to try, chasing the drums of the music as much as you can, moans and cries leaving your mouth as you eagerly attempt to please your husband, eyes rolling as his flushed red mushroom tip prods so deliciously deep inside of you. you continue to go strong for a measly 30 seconds before your legs give out beneath you and you collapse back onto his cock, a whine escaping your kissed raw lips as you try to catch your breath, "i c-can't..."
a small smirk plays on his lips as he tisks once more, stroking the expanse of your back before abruptly thrusting his hips up into you, relishing in the small that you let out, "that's okay love, i can."
☆ TOJI FUSHIGURO - D*RTY TALK IN YOUR LANGUAGE.
the sound of skin slapping mixed with grunts and mewls echoes against the walls of you and toji's shared bedroom as he drills into your pretty pussy from behind, your back forced into a mean arch as your ass recoils from the intensity of his mean thrusts.
"fuck! such a tight little thing..." he grunts, one of his thumbs slipping into the tiny hole of your ass, grinning from the pretty sounds that escape your mouth as he bullies his large cock in an out of your weeping cunt, but it's not nearly enough. "mmm, talk to me mama, let me hear that pretty voice and those pretty words..."
"a-adoro quando você me fode, papí!" you manage to whine, mind blank and full of him as you drool onto your pillow, manicured nails digging into the fabric of your bedsheets as your pretty toes curl in bliss, his dick fucking you completely dumb as the sounds of your sloppy pussy rise in volume.
toji can feel his balls tighten from your slurred words and, although he can't understand them, they drive him crazy. "there we go, keep talkin'," he groans, digging deeper into your guts as he chases down both of your impending orgasms.
"dá-me um bebé-!" you blurt out, drunkenly fucking yourself back against his pelvis.
a sleazy grin spreads across his face as he hears your needy words, that he understands. "oh yeah? okay pretty girl, i'll make you a mommy~"
☆ GETO SUGURU - SAY I LOVE YOU.
suguru could spend the rest of his life between your thigh, eating like a man starved. from your bittersweet taste and the feeling of your thighs tighten around his head to the way you tug on the longs strands of his hair. but most importantly, the most satisfying thing is your voice and how moan, especially when you let out those pretty words just for him.
"again, baby..." he mumbles against your puffy cunt, his voice reverberating into your core, a moan leaving your mouth as a result. "eu amo você..."
suguru groans as he hears your sweet voice, his dick practically jumping in his sweats when he hears your declaration of love, his tongue swirling around your clit while he pumps two fingers in and out of your tight, squelching hole, pushing you to the edge so quickly as a result of the sensitivity from your previous orgasms. "fuck... say it again... tell me how much you love me,"
"eu amo muito você-!" you whine getting even closer to your peak as his fingers curl inside of you, rubbing against your gummy walls.
he starts his assault on your clit at once, sucking and running his tongue over it fervently in an attempt to get you to cum as quickly as possible so he can bury himself deep inside the addicting shelter of your warm pussy.
"i love you too, baby... m'gonna show you how much real soon..."
☆ SUKUNA RYOMEN - WEARING ANY TRADITIONAL DRESSING.
sukuna rarely fucks your face, you are still a mortal after all, but when he does it's to make a statement. and now, as you kneel before him, eyeliner and mascara running down your face in that pretty passista costume, the statement is that there is no way in hell that you're leaving the house in such extravagant and revealing attire without going through him first.
you struggle to take him, having to grip onto his strong muscular thighs for support as you try to breathe through your nose, his fat tip hitting the back of your throat in a way that has your brain going fuzzy and dizzy, your eyebrows furrowing as you try your best to take his cock, drool and spit forming at the corners of your mouth. he's abnormally large even in his human form.
"you think you can go out in such provocative attire and dance in front of crowds however you wish?" he hisses, one of his large hands tugging on your once styled hair as he starts to guide your head, a grunt leaving his mouth as he feels your warm throat contract and expand against his girthy cock repeatedly.
"only i deserve such a privilege, do you understand?" he pulls you away from his cock, placing a small slap on one of your tear stained cheeks to get you out of your cockdrunk state.
you quickly nod, your voice slightly raspy and strained, "y-yes..." a few seconds pass before he starts his brutal punishment all over again, this time have slightly more mercy for your throat.
"good. since you want to put on a show so bad, you'll put one on for me."
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R U Mine?
Synopsis. Does he really count as an éx if he’s fúcking you this good?
Pairings. [SEPARATE] Gojo x Reader, Sukuna x Reader, Choso x Reader, Geto x Reader, Nanami x Reader, Toji x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem! reader, éxes, mating press, they’re REALLY down bad, jealousy (Nanami’s, Sukuna’s), bréeding, marathon séx, recording (Sukuna’s), creampíe, cúmplay, pússytalking, possessíve boys, oraI (fem receiving), thígh ríding, fíngering, proposals, HEINOUS things, pet names, swearing.
Word count. 5.2k
A/N. I love men groveling hehe. Hope y’all have a great week!
♡ TOJI FUSHIGURO - 1 week
Oh, it’s around the fourth orgasm when Toji can’t think - can’t even breathe.
Can’t do anything but spit out little profanities into your swollen lips while he rams his messy cock deeper into your sloppy entrance. Body moving before his mind to savor the sweet sweet cunt that’s been plaguing his mind all week.
Again. And again. And again and again and-
“A week.” you hear that familiar mantra from behind you, whirling your teary eyes to stare over your shoulder at your utterly wrecked ex-husband. Gaze glassy, cheeks flushed, lips sagging open as he pants, “A whole week, n’ you’re sure she didn’t m-miss me, doll? Didn’t crave me fillin’ her up?”
And Toji takes your pitiful little whine as enough of an answer, reaching down below to thumb apart your folds greedily - all puffy and sensitive where he swipes at the seed trickling down your poor, overfilled slit. “Or do I just hafta prove it to ya?”
So mean with the way he’s shoving each and every thick spurt of his cum back inside your gummy walls. Sloppier. Languid, as the exhaustion sets in - and honestly, Toji doesn’t even know if he can cum again despite the long, calculated strokes into your snug cunt.
But he has to, even if it fucking kills him.
Moaning messily, your knees weaken at his renewed vigor, “T-Toji I-” Laying your body limply over the lewd little pool of cum below you, you claw at the damp sheets. “D-didn’t-”
But he doesn’t hear - doesn’t even care when he brings up his shaky fingers - glossy, and covered in the mess of your juices and his cum - up to your swollen lips.
“Ah ah-” he tuts, pushing the pads of his thick fingers between them amusedly. Dick swelling up further inside you at the way that smart mouth of yours sucks on the salty taste like such a slut. “These mm- sheets were expensive since ya ngh- threw out all mine, y’know. C’mere, come to your husband.”
And in a split second, two, strong hands are pulling you back up by your forearms. Arching your body back like such a slut, bending you in half against Toji’s sculpted front. And fuck this new angle makes you keen.
He’s pressing a chaste kiss into your quivering shoulders, “Or- we could just mm fuck- share the same ones again?”
That only makes your hips fuck back against his, messily trying to meet his ruthless tempo - one that has you depending on Toji holding you up like some ragdoll. One that has him pistoning his hips faster, more purposeful, so infuriatingly familiar with the way he glides his aching tip along your ravaged g-spot.
“Y-you’re too much-” you meet his amused, half-lidded gaze. Letting him lick and kiss at the big fat tears rolling down your cheeks, grazing your lips against that tiny scar of his. “Should’ve ngh- never-”
“No.” a groan bursts from his lips. Fingers tightening - sure leave marks around your arms, using the gravity to bounce your body deeper into his cock. “No no no no- was a- fuuuck stop squeezin’ me s’tight- was a joke, doll. Already waited a week, don’t go takin’ this ah- pussy away from me again.”
For all his cockiness, Toji sounded worried - so genuinely concerned as he drags his sensitive length along your plushy walls. Tears pricking behind his eyes with each painful squeeze of his twitching balls, smacking your skin with each rough, depraved thrust inside
Scoffing, “Wh-what if I mmpf- do?”
And he’s slamming his hips into you so mean that you could almost feel the overabundance of cum sloshing inside you, claiming you from the inside out. Hips sloppy in a way that told he’s lost whatever sanity he had left.
“Said m’sorry, right? C’mooon-” Dancing an open palm up to press down on your lower stomach, hard. Letting Toji’s cum ooze down his length, pooling at his heavy balls. “She missed me too- look how much she’s ngh- takin’. How much more she wants.”
Toji’s free hand comes up to squish your cheeks together in an embarrassing pout, forcing your head down just enough to look at the heavenly sight below. And what you’re met with has you mewling out his name embarrassingly louder.
Your poor pussy stuffed to the brim, just bulging with the struggle to take your ex-husband.
But still trying so needily to milk him as much as possible, clenching and quivering every time his fat head kisses all your sensitive spots.
And despite all that, you still stupidly lie, “Didn’t- didn’t miss you.”
It’s like he expected that - was waiting for it even, as an excuse to go harder.
“Well then…” a slow, dangerous smirk spreads across Toji’s features - one that definitely didn’t bode well for you. He presses a hot peck against your wobbly lips, cock twitching knowingly against your g-spot. “Guess I’ve gotta f-fill her up again to prove it.”
♡ NANAMI KENTO - 3 weeks
“Look at me.” you hear from above you, two long fingers gently tilting your head up to meet Nanami’s hardened gaze. “Look at who’s fucking you, my love.”
You squirm, thighs trying to clamp around where he was positioned between them. “K-Ken–”
“Yeah, that’s it.” Nanami hushes you gently - the exact opposite of those languid, heavy grinds of his aching cock into your already-stuffed cunt. Shoving you further and further up those silky sheets of his with each smack of his hips, “S’me. I hah- I got you, darling. Finally, I got you.”
It’s been a whole three weeks without your pretty touch, without those sweet sweet moans spilling from your lips. Without you - sprawled out all prettily like this on Nanami’s king-sized bed, being fucked into the mattress by him like you deserve.
And he’ll be sure to make up for those three weeks.
Nanami pushes away the bouquet of roses he’d gotten you earlier today, throwing your legs over his sculpted shoulders to bend you into such a mean mating press.
He’s murmuring against the underside of your jaw, “I missed you, my love. Missed my cute cunt.” Rolling his hips deeper into yours, fat head kissing at your poor g-spot with each little movement. Nosing down the sweet spots on your pulse, “Missed those sweet noises for me. Missed-” Biting down on the crook of your neck, hard. Enough to break skin if Nanami really wanted to. “-this. This one’s for that douche at the club.”
You’re gasping at those neat little indents on your skin, fingers twitching upwards to feel the deep, purposeful mark. Never has Nanami acted this feral. Never has he left embarrassing marks to admire for later.
“Ken- what-” you whine - but you don’t get very far with that dazed little sentence.
No, because Nanami’s dragging his lips so searingly across the print, hips stuttering forwards while he kisses away the dredges of pain. Only to turn his head to the other side of your neck and give you a sinful, matching mark on the other side.
Murmuring into your skin, “That one’s for the hah- cashier that looked at you wrong. N’ this one’s-” Pretty lips sucking a tiny mark right above, “-for the security guard that was too nice to ya.”
Fuck.
No sooner are you actually realizing what is happening, Nanami’s pulling out with a pained grunt - like it killed him to be apart. Even if it was just for all of the two seconds it took for him to flip you onto your stomach like some ragdoll, strong arms supporting your weight.
And if you were in any better state of mind you’d have questions. Literally anything but those fucked-out little moans he was dragging out of you, rock-hard cock molding your walls to him with each mean, possessive stroke.
“This one-” Nanami kisses up your curved spine, biceps bulging as he wraps them around your middle. Biting down on the small of your back, “-s’for Higurama a-asking for your ngh- number.” Onto your shoulder, tough. Meaner than the rest, in fact, “N’ this one’s for Gojo.”
Fuck, and he won’t stop - can’t. Leaving you utterly wrecked like you’d been thrown to the wolves. But no, it’s just Nanami Kento.
“Nghh- Ken.” you blabber when he doesn’t ease up on colliding his thick tip against your g-spot. And as if that wasn’t enough, he’s snaking down a hand to draw tight, urgent little circles on your clit. “But m’yours! N-no need to be so…”
A low chuckle sounds in your ear, “What, my love?” And Nanami pistons his hips even harder, bouncing you onto the fresh mattress. “Mean? Jealous? Possessive?”
Each little description is rattled off with a harsh pattern on your clit, sending white-hot pleasure down your poor, marked-up body - all the way down to your stuffed pussy. Bulging and stuttering with each harsh thrust.
You turn your head around to meet an uncharacteristically disheveled Nanami, familiar blue button-up pulled open, stray strands of blond sticking to his forehead, that furrow in his brow softening at the sight of your fucked-out expression.
Through those hard, taxing rams of his hips against yours, Nanami manages to whisper out a ragged, “You’re jus’ too perfect, my girl. Too irresistible.” Hot tongue licking all over those bruises he so proudly made, “Can’t help but ngh- wan’ you for myself. Want to write my name on you.”
“W-write your- hngh- Didn’t think you’d be so-” You’re cut off by Nanami’s fingers moving sloppier - faster. Those messy little circles forming- oh. Fuck.
Your eyes widen, blinking up tearily at Nanami’s loving grin that told you he knew what he was doing. Fingers deftly rolling against your sensitive nub to draw out a persistent little K-E-N-T-O-K-E-N-T-O-K-E-N-T-O-K-E-N-T
“This one…” He trails off, pulling your back flush against the ridges and curves of his toned front. So tight it almost hurt. Making it easy to dip his head down and suck on your syrupy addictive lips, “This one’s all f’me.”
♡ GETO SUGURU - 1 month
It’d been a nice, long month without any noise complaints from your neighbors. A month of being left with nothing but the thought of you and whatever disappointing rebound sex you’d been having to make up for it.
And to Geto Suguru, that was a month too long.
Which is why he was currently snaking your shaky legs to lock around his neck, hot breath ghosting over your soaked panties as he hums. “Oh how I missed this view.”
You let out an embarrassed whine, cheeks burning at the way that Geto’s hooded eyes were just devouring the sight of your dripping wet cunt. Greedily pulling aside the flimsy fabric to eye the way your pretty pussy was glistening and winking up needily at him.
“Did anyone else treat you like ya deserve?”
“Wha- oh!”
Geto doesn’t waste any time, flattening his hot tongue to drag it along your sloppy slit - too impatient, too starved to go without a taste any longer. Hell, he already waited a month for this. And he wasn’t going to wait any longer. “Mmm-” Dewy eyes rolling to the back of his head, “Even sweeter than I remembered, gorgeous.”
Diving in so deep between your legs that his nose was pressing up so sinfully against your throbbing clit, chin grinding against your skin. Like he couldn’t care - would love it - in fact if he could suffocate buried right here in his favorite place.
“Mmm,” he smacks his lips against your puffy ones, teasingly circling right around the sweet spot of your clit. “Bet the neighbors missed me, huh? Missed the way I had you screamin’ on my mouth?”
You click your tongue, bucking your hips up - partially because you needed Geto to make out with your cunt the way you knew he wanted to, partially because you really needed him to shut up right now. “M-maybe.” you mutter.
Geto’s eyes are widening in mock-surprise, “Maybe?” Hooking a finger underneath that familiar little hair tie on his wrist to easily tie back those long, inky locks. Oh. Fuck. You were so fucked. “‘Maybe’ she says, hah. Well, here’s a little reminder, gorgeous.”
And it’s all you can do to bring a hand up to your mouth, trying not to scream when Geto presses a hot, open-mouthed kiss on your needy pussy. Pretty pink lips wrapping around your sensitive nub to suck - harsh. Peering smugly at you through his long lashes when you thrash and buck closer.
“Yeah?” Geto slurs into your cunt, one hand pushing down your reckless hips. The other rolling your ravaged clit between two fingers. “Remembered?”
It was true - none of your past hookups have ever been this dizzyingly good.
Your mouth sags open, letting out a broken whine that makes Geto throw his head back and laugh - laugh. Long tongue darting out again, circling your sloppy entrance, pressing in. “Not yet, I think.”
And oh while you were desperately trying to keep quiet, he was trying his very best to do the exact opposite.
Tongue bullying past your puffy lips to map out all those sweet spots against your gummy walls, brows furrowing in concentration when he picks up an intense, maddeningly little tempo.
And yet, the only thing ringing in Geto’s ears were those fucking obscene squelches from below. Well, that won’t do.
“Oh!” you yelp at the feeling of two long fingers pumping past that first ring of muscle. “Ngh- fuck you- Sugu!”
Hitting the bullseye of your g-spot straight on. Making you let out a slutty little ah! ah! ah! as his finger pads drag against every sopping nook and cranny of your plushy walls. “Lemme know how good it feels, gorgeous.”
Unapologetic. Unrelenting, as Geto plays with you on his fingers. On his mouth lapping at your syrupy sweet juices, rolling his tongue so mean against your ravaged clit. Your sloppy entrance. Fuck, even those sensitive areas on your thighs. Anywhere and everywhere that Geto Suguru could reach because shit, it’s been too long. And he’s drunk, so fucking drunk on his girl’s pussy.
Your eyes snap open, and shit the sight is so pretty that it makes you clamp down sinfully on his fingers. Hair falling out of his sloppy bun, framing Geto’s pretty flushed face. As pink as those lips meshing messily with yours. Eyes dazed, miles away, your slick dripping down his face, down, down, down all the way to the curve of his jaw.
You manage to let out a disbelieving mutter of, “Y-your girl?” And when that doesn’t rouse Geto, you tug familiarly on his disheveled hair. Having to fucking pull him back to repeat, “Your girl?”
Fuck, did he say that out loud?
Oh, well - he wasn’t entirely wrong, was he?
And he tells you that - involuntarily, of course, high off your sweet taste and your cute moans. Loud. Movements only speeding up.
“S’true.” You feel his lips form a fucked-out smile against your pussy, “This pretty pussy is mine, right? S’mine to ruin.” Giving your poor, abused clit a lingering, chaste peck - one that if you didn’t know any better, you’d consider to be apologetic. “Mine to make you scream.”
So it only makes sense that you do when you cum.
“Hngh- oh my god oh my god, Sugu I’m- m’cumming m’cumming hah-” Your thighs tighten around Geto’s frenzied head, vision blurry while he laps away content at your pussy. Difficult, almost, with the way you were clenching and milking his face. Until your voice was hoarse, “I’m- oh”
Your hips drag along his pretty face, and he eases you into it. “Yeahh, that’s it.” Giving your ass a gentle smack, “Jus’ like that. Let ‘em know. Let everyone know there’s no one that knows this pussy as good as me.”
“Y-you’re so- ngh”
“Shhh shhh, I know I know, gorgeous. But save your voice-” Geto rock-hard cock twitches needily at the thought of how fucking pissed everyone in this apartment building was about to be. “-cuz you’re about to lose it, soon.”
♡ CHOSO KAMO - 4 days
Choso feels hot - he feels like he’s burning from the inside out when you slide your slutty excuse of your panties to the side. Spreading your legs to flash him a glimpse of your dripping wet cunt, “So do it then, if you’re so sorry.”
And oh was Choso sorry.
Sorry he couldn’t move faster with the way he was immediately sidling up right next to you, shaky fingers trembling on that belt of his until his red, angry cock springs free. Smearing a lewd streak of precum down his abs.
Sorry he couldn’t even pretend to want this any less when he’s immediately sliding his fat, leaky tip between your pretty folds. Sliding up and down up and down up and-
“Oh.” you jaw falls slack when he presses in, stretching that first, feeble ring of resistance around Choso’s thick tip. Hips stuttering in protest, “Fuck- forgot how- ngh, big you are, Cho.”
“S-sorry-” he gasps into your open mouth, moving in shallow, slow grinds to squeeze inside. Catching your lips with his in a messy kiss, “Sorry m’sorry- m- hah-” And whatever coherent thoughts are fucked out of Choso’s mind when he finally sinks in all the way, “Ohhh m’sorry.”
Sorry it took him a whole four days until he was buried to the hilt inside your syrupy sweet pussy again.
He squeezes the fat of your ass between two hands, pulling your tight pussy impossibly deeper down his length. All the way until you could feel the thump! thump! thump! of his racing veins again your gummy walls. “M’yours again, right?”
And despite his question, Choso doesn’t even think about giving you the time to answer - immediately shoving his swollen cock inside until he could feel the plush of your cervix. Fucking you into your couch so ruthlessly, so depraved.
Making up for those four days - twofold.
“Ngh- f-fuck, Cho, where did ngh- where did this all come from?” you whine, biting down on his wobbly lower lip. “What’s got you so-”
One arm wraps around your middle, the other snaking down to cut you off with one, hard roll of his thumb against your throbbing clit. “You.” Is all he manages to get out, before looping that same thumb around your flimsy panties. Once - hard.
Rip!
Looking right into your bleary eyes as he shreds them clean off your waist.
And you can only watch - lips dropping into a soft oh! of disbelief as Choso brings the sodden, tattered fabric up, up, up to his face. Breathing in your essence, “F-fuuck, n’ this pretty pussy, of course.”
Immediately, he’s smashing into your sensitive spot. Sloppy. Animalistically.
So depraved - not even pulling all the way out until his weeping tip is circling your entrance like usual. Instead, fucking into you in just quick, jagged thrusts like he was addicted to the feeling of your cunt, addicted to each pretty moan pulled out from you when he brushes up against your g-spot.
“S’too good, Cho.” you mewl at the way you’re being shoved higher and higher up your couch with your ex-boyfriend’s rough cadence. “S’too- oh-” Scrambling at the cushions, the coffee-table, anything and everything to keep whatever’s left of your sanity.
So much so that you almost miss the gentle hand placing your trembling ones over Choso’s broad shoulders, whispering out a strained, “M’sorry. Fuck- m’sorry.”
You didn’t even know what he was apologizing for at this point, but you circle your hands around his neck to pull him closer. Letting Choso place his teary eyes on your mouth, tentatively sucking on your bottom lip, “M’yours, right?” Abusing your poor sweet spots, fingers taking their place back to toy with your pulsing clit. Rolling and circling the sensitive nub against his thick fingers, “Lemme be yours, baby- can’t ngh- can’t live without your sweet pussy. Without you.”
“Y-yeah?” you let out a wet murmur.
And Choso’s giving you a barely-lucid nod, each drag of his cock along your gummy walls makes him grow louder. Pulling you along with him, closer and closer.
“Mhm, wanna be yours-” Utterly wrecked little strangled gasps of your name escaping him, “M’gonna die- ya feel too good. Too- hah- mine. Oh, baby m’sorry I’m-”
It’s all it takes for him to send you over the end, with one harsh collision of his thick head against your g-spot. And suddenly you’re seeing stars behind your eyes, feeling Choso’s cock twitch wildly as he fucks you through your high.
Once. Twice.
With absolutely no rhythm or rhyme - just running on the fumes of you milking him so fucking tight and an orgasm so hard it has tears pricking behind his lids. Cumming in thick, hot ropes of his seed that coat your walls white - again and again and- Choso can’t stop. Doesn’t want to stop.
“M’sorry- ngh” Doesn’t want to do anything other than push your legs so far apart it burned, eyeing the creamy ring of white around his base as he whispers, “I’ve still got four days to make up for.”
♡ RYOMEN SUKUNA - 13 days
“Ya think he’s really gonna like this, brat?” Sukuna breathes hotly against your ear above the thumping bass. Sharp canines grazing along the outer shell, “Think hell like how pretty you look whining on my lap like this?”
You huff in frustration, eyes screwed up against the harsh flashlight shining down on your precarious position. Hands still urgently tugging down your ex-boyfriend tight boxers, skirt hiking up where you were sat so sluttily across his muscled thighs.
Honestly, you didn’t know that all it’d take for Sukuna to snap was a risky little dance with some cute guy at this party. Eyes hardening, all but dragging your smug self into the nearest unlocked bedroom.
But, hell, you weren’t complaining about it, either.
“Maybe.” you flash him a devilish grin, batting your lashes up so devilishly innocently at the phone camera pointed at you. Perfectly catching the way your bare cunt was just drooling and glistening all over him, “Or maybe he’ll just wonder why your dick’s so sm-”
Whatever insult dies on the tip of your tongue when Sukuna pulls down his boxers just enough for his swollen cock to hit his toned front.
Rock-hard and beading angry precum at his fat head, running down, down, down his long length to pool at his heavy balls. So unfairly big that it made your thighs quiver - fuck, it’s been too long.
And Sukuna notices - of course he does.
“What were ya sayin’, brat?” he hums, dick twitching ever-so-slightly at the flustered shake of your head. “No no no,” Sukuna raises his knee so that gravity slides you closer down his thigh, his free hand reaching out to squish your cheeks together. Possessive. Demanding. You gasp as he starts up a steady, methodical bobbing of his leg to the music outside. “-use your words. My dick’s so what?”
Sukuna knew the answer - and you did, too.
And it certainly wasn’t wrapping your swollen lips around that large thumb of his on your face, sucking softly as you rock your hips back to meet his cadence.
“Nothing, Kuna.” you smile, syrupy sweet. Letting your cunt form a lewd little wet patch that helps you slide easier. “Just talking about-” Sukuna’s breath hitches in his broad chest when you wrap your soft palm around the base of his cock, squeezing. “-how much I missed your dick.”
The camera shakes in his hand, “You little minx.”
Maybe you were an idiot - maybe you were a genius.
Because no sooner are the words out of his mouth before Sukuna’s bucking into your hips, dragging your sloppy cunt along the dips and curves of his thigh muscles. Having him fuck your fist at the same frenzied tempo.
Muffled around his fingers, “Kuna-”
“Shut up.” he hisses, resting your pretty pussy on that tattooed band on his leg. “Couldn’t even last two weeks. If you hah- missed my dick so bad then y’can get off on this, too, hm?”
And shit you forgot how mean Sukuna was with his little movements.
Bouncing his legs to grind your dripping cunt along his thigh, making you ride it so hard that your throbbing clit is catching on his muscles. All the way from near his knee down the sinful trail to where you could almost meet his aching cock.
He pushes the phone closer to catch the way your eyes roll to the back of your head, lips sagging open stupidly. “Answer me. Answer the camera, tell him how much you missed me.”
The blurry camera alternates between the way you’re pumping your hand - all shaky and soaked in precum - up and down his cock. And the way Sukuna’s dipping a large hand down to help spread your swollen pussy lips, toying with your sensitive nub in the process.
“Ngh-” you squeal when he places that same hand back on your hips, taking control to bully your hips harder and harder down his thigh. Flashlight illuminating that obscene trail of sweet sweet juices you’ve left behind. “M-missed this-”
Sloppier. More desperate.
And, usually, he’d tease you a little for being so pliant, for humping him like a bitch in heat - but fuck Sukuna can’t even speak when your thumb teases nimbly underneath his sensitive tip - just the way he liked.
“O-oh-” he’s letting out a guttural groan, eyes rolling to the back of his head at the familiar touch. “Heh, that needy? You ngh- wanted this that much ya had to dance with a loser to fuuuck- make me jealous?”
And yet for all Sukuna’s talk, he’s only fucking his hips up into your fist. Recording the way he was furiously twitching in your hands, so needy. So depraved.
Fingers jolting to leave little crescent marks on your hips as they tighten. Words strained, “Wan’ed to ride my thigh like before? To leave your lil’ mark on me? After all, I did get this thigh tattoo in honor of you, y’know.”
It’s all you can do to sob out, hips stuttering messily. “K-Kuna- m’close- ah-” Messily dragging your lips across his, “Gonna cum mmpf- gonna cum gonna-”
But oh you should’ve known. Should’ve gotten an inkling that your dear ex-boyfriend wouldn’t let you off that easy.
Because in a split-second, you’re being plucked off Sukuna’s thigh so easily, the camera set up in some corner of the bed to capture the way he sandwiches his swollen cock between your puffy folds. Kneading at your ass to slobber your syrupy juices all over him.
Mouth quirking up into a cruel little smile at your disappointed little whine, “You really think m’getting ya for the first time in almost two weeks n’ letting you cum on anything but my cock?” And an even crueler laugh, “Better get workin’ before I send this video to that new boytoy of yours, brat.”
♡ GOJO SATORU - 6 hours
“New shoes, new purses, new nails-” Gojo has his face buried into the crook of your neck, swollen lips bursting with new, broken little moans each passing second, “-a new car- fuck- five new cars. I don’t care, sweetheart. Jus’- jus’ a bit more-”
“Six hours…”
“Six hours too fuckin’ long, thought m’gonna die without this sweet sweet cunt.”
And oh then two large hands of his are shoving up that silky new dress he’d bought for you just a few hours before. Spreading your shaky legs further apart to piston his cock faster - deeper - into your heavenly cunt.
“Hngh- T-Toru–” you whine, your new heels digging into the skin of Gojo’s toned hips. Jeweled bracelets clanging together as you drag your nails down his milky back - absolutely ruining the smooth canvas. “You’re just b-bribing me.”
“So?” Gojo sounds genuinely confused, raising his pussydrunk eyes to focus on yours, “What’s wrong with ohh fuck jus’ like that- spoiling my girl?”
You give him an eye roll - which only makes your ex-boyfriend let out a stuttering gasp. Head dropping back as his cock twitches wildly, massaging those hidden sweet spots along your gummy walls in a way that only he can.
“The- the problem is- ngh m’not your girl.”
For the entirety of six hours, that is. And the great Gojo Satoru wasn’t about to let that last for a minute longer.
“Fuuuck don’t say that, sweetheart.” Gojo groans, two fingers making their way downwards to toy with your poor clit, twirling and brushing the pads of his fingers against the sensitive nub. “You’re my girl, always my girl, right? Or do I h-hafta ngh- buy ya another house to prove it?”
You’re gasping at the sight of Gojo reaching for wherever his phone had been thrown off, well and fully intent on calling Tokyo’s best contractor right now. “No!” Pinning his hand down with yours, “Don’t- don’t need another house, Toru.”
Gojo’s pretty pink lips fall into a stubborn pout, and yet his hips never stop. Fucking you into the mattress of this overpriced hotel suite so hard you were sure it would leave marks.
His heavy balls on your ass, thighs against your own, fingers on your waist - just itching, aching to rip this flimsy dress off of you and fuck you all over again in a whole new one from the stacks of bags on the floor.
“Then what.” he moans, words hitching upwards with each sloppy smack of his hips against yours. Shuddering out a heavy breath against your lips, “Anything- haaah anything for you. Anything n’ I jus’ want you- fuck fuck fuck jus’ want you.”
It’s a ragged, dizzying little mantra that he kept spitting into your open mouth. Only growing louder and louder with each drag of Gojo’s massive length against your dripping cunt. Stretching you out, molding you, drawing you back to him.
You choke out, “Wan’- want- ngh-”
But fuck it was so difficult to speak with how needily Gojo was playing with your pretty pussy. Just ravaging your gaping hole with his unforgiving cock, molding you against each ride and curve of his dick. Fingers so firm on your clit, “Mhm? Tell me- ngh anything.”
“Wan’ you-” you’re letting out an embarrassed pant. Lips crashing against his stunned ones, “Wanna cum- want you- fuck- wanna cum, Toru, so bad.”
“Then cum.” It’s all you can make out through the blood roaring in your ears, your orgasm so close that it almost hurt. Or maybe that’s just how hard that Gojo was pushing into your cervix, your g-spot, everywhere and anywhere. “Cum f’me, my girl.”
And then you are - your entire body jolting into Gojo’s as he fucks you messily through your high. Over and over and-
Barely even making it three, mean thrusts before the way your tight pussy was milking him gets too much. Before he can’t help but spill all into your gummy walls, painting then a creamy little white that was so sinful. So his.
Gojo’s free hand crushes you even closer to his body, pinning you down with his weight to make sure you take every single drop of his seed. All of it.
“Ohh fuck- you’re right.” he grits out, the pleasure too much that his eyes are blown, jaw falling slack, veins popping out from the side of his neck. “Ngh- this is the best- fuck, you’re the best. The- oh m’gonna give ya everything for the rest of m’life-”
And in the haze of it all, you barely even register the cold, metallic band being slipped gently onto your finger. And despite your blurry, unfocused vision, you could pick apart the ridiculously large diamond winking at you under the dim-lighting. Gojo’s voice sounding way too-pleased as he hums, “Jus’ a lil’ something I bought extra.”
A/N. Reader in Gojo’s is too nice idc I’d be asking for that new house.
Plagiarism not authorized.
perv! toji who doesn’t try to hide the fact that he’s ogling at your ass every time you bend over
perv! toji who scrounges up his money to buy you pretty little lace panties
perv! toji who then steals those panties and uses them to jerk off when you’re not around
perv! toji who will massage you after a long day just because he likes hearing your little moans
perv! toji who records himself cumming to your nudes
perv! toji who snaps at your bra straps and comments about how much he likes the color on you
perv! toji who purposefully buys too-small towels for when you shower at his place
perv! toji who also persuades you into showering together to ‘save money’
perv! toji who has nightly wet dreams about your lips stretching over his thick cock
perv! toji who then wakes up painfully hard and calls you to come fix the mess you’ve created
perv! toji who gropes your breasts through your shirt anytime you walk around him braless
perv! toji who can’t wipe the stupidly smug smirk off his face whenever you let him hit it raw
basically, perv! toji
Pleading for a whiney pussy drunk choso head canons
♡ NSFW, fem reader, rough sex, overstimulation, unprotected sex + creampie, slight dom!Choso, whiny!Choso ♡
note: ahhh hi kitty Kat, this request has me 🫠 I saw your other one and it has me practically foaming at the mouth with ideas
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🩸 Pussy Drunk!Choso who gets extremely needy after the first round and practically begs for a second..and a third if you're willing
🩸 Pussy Drunk!Choso who loves to fold your legs against your chest and just wreck your pussy
🩸 Pussy Drunk!Choso who is actually extremely flexible and will bend you in whatever position he wants, regardless of whether you know you can bend that way or not
🩸 Pussy Drunk!Choso who will overstimulate you and himself just to feel you cum on his dick a few more times
🩸 Pussy Drunk!Choso who whines and moans every time he thrusts into you, feeling an overwhelming sense of pleasure at the way you're squeezing him
🩸 Pussy Drunk!Choso who buries his face in your neck and drools because your pussy is just that good
🩸 Pussy Drunk!Choso who begs to cum inside you, whimpering about how good he's been and how much he deserves it
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hear me out🙏 imagine student body president!sukuna and delinquent!reader😍 same scenario but just switched
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⊹ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: student body president! Sukuna x bratty delinquent fem/afab! reader - explicit content; minors DNI - modern setting; you and kuna are college seniors - oral (m! + slight f! receiving) - face + throat fucking - clitoral play (sucking) - impact play (cheek + pussy slaps) - fingering (f! receiving) - standing + piledriver positions - unprotected sex - overstimulation - dumbification - degradation (brat, cumslut, pig, slut, whore) - blackmail - dick piercing (frenulum) - mention of drool/spit and tears.
⊹ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.7k
If there’s one thing that Sukuna loves more than anything, it’s power.
For Sukuna, the pinnacle of power is not just a status but a destiny he believes is his alone. In his heart of hearts, he knows he is the one who can keep this school in check, his control palpable in every corner of the campus.
Having Ryōmen Sukuna as the student body president of the senior class was either the best or worst thing, depending on who was asked. Although intimidated by some faculty and professors, they saw him as a significant influence on maintaining the students’ behavior for the college’s image. As for his peers, some would vouch that he was the scariest person they've ever met within their college student’s behaviors on campus. As for the students…whether they made sure not to get in the salmon-pink-haired man’s way, did as they were told, or generally avoided getting in his bad side all around, the truth was known in the air: Sukuna is a force not meant to be reckoned with.
So, dealing with people who stand in his line of power will be dealt with — especially brats like you.
You were the biggest thorn in Sukuna’s side, a true innocent fool who dared disobey him without fear of consequence. For one, you were such a disrespectful minx, always speaking to him with such a foul mouth as if his aura that frightens others doesn’t shake you down. You bat your eyes at him during his lectures, dumb doe eyes that flutter with dull eyelids as if not a single word from his mouth was processed in that mind of yours as you’ll just wound up doing the exact shit again within a week or less. You have no amount of respect for his superior status, treating Sukuna like some big shot.
“Tah, you don’t scare me, Prez!” You mocked with a laugh. “You and your little tattoos can go somewhere and make the other babies piss their pants and leave me the hell alone. Mind your business and stay outta mine.”
God, to say you were insufferable was scratching the surface. Sukuna can admit that nothing in his last year of college would allow him to experience absolute euphoria than crushing that childish grin off your face. It’s all he can think about whenever he has the misfortune of seeing your name or catching your face in the halls on his way to lectures and meetings.
But then again, if he can’t discipline you in the way he wanted on school grounds, it doesn’t mean you’re safe from him on the outside.
And then, like a miracle to his prayers, he finally had the dirt to give him all the more motivation. His second in command, Uraume, had found some evidence of your inappropriate behavior on the school’s campus. Pictures and videos alike, his smile grew bigger the deeper he looked into it.
Images of you flashing your bare tits in what seems to be a party in one of the dormitories and some drunk guy motorboating your chest, another of you smoking weed in one of the laboratories, which were undoubtedly smoke-free, and one portraying you fingering yourself in while sucking off one of the basketball athletes in the gymnasium men’s locker room. And the cherry on top was explicit videos of yourself that would tarnish the school’s reputation and have you expelled in seconds — absolute music to Sukuna’s ears.
The thought of destroying your image and exposing you to the filthy bitch you have put a spark of joy in the student body president’s cruel heart. But what would the fun be if he threw this evidence out all at once? He was a man who loved to drag out the torture of his victims. So, when he pulls you aside, to your dismay, and showcases the dirt he has on you, the look on your face? Not even a picture would be enough for him to enjoy such a glorious reaction. He never thought he’d see where you’d beg and plead to him on your knees, only fueling the superiority within his stance.
However, he likes to play with his food. So, he’ll put his hands up, “Alright, fine, I won’t take this to the higher-up…” yet the smirk didn’t match the comfort expressed. “On one condition.”
And for said condition? To use you and see your talents for himself.
“Damn, this mouth really knows how to work, huh?”
Oh, to be fucking your face in the student body government lounge isn’t something he’d expect. But holy shit, is he not fucking complaining. He throws his head back as his pelvis relentlessly smacks the plump of your soapy lips. His hands grabbed your head and forced you onto his length, which you were crying on like crazy.
Tears roll down your face; the harshness of his ruts sting like hell. You could only grip his jeans to steady, yet the more he bullies his dick into your throat, your train of thought becomes more impossible to follow through.
He slaps your cheeks, “Pay attention, bitch,” he curses from above and yanking you by the ear. “Loosen that jaw of yours and suck me off like the cumslut you are.”
Your glare gratifies him, watching you obey his words and hollow your cheeks. Jesus, the tightness of your throat has shivers crawl to his shoulders.
“Mmmff! Mmmm!!” Your muffled whimpers were all his ears could pick up on, and they made him sigh heavenly. He peers down to meet such a naughty image: your lips coated in saliva and his precum bubbling and piling with every snap and pull of his hips. Your tears and furrowed brows gave him the hugest ego boost of his life, making the devilish superior push feverishly into your mouth.
“—Mnnph! Yesss, yeah, that’s right; keep cryin’, you fucking brat.” Fuck, he’s so fucking close; your mouth and tongue were doing mad work for him to release, busting his load into your throat and succumbing to you to drink and accept his semen.
Balls deep to your lips, saliva mixes with salty tears, striking down your chin. You swallow every bit of him with a satisfied hum, eyes rolling up when he grinds his pelvis for his dick to go deeper.
But that doesn’t mean you should rest — hell no. Sukuna rips his erect limb out of your mouth and pushes you to your back with a kick. You couldn’t interject as he pushed your legs to your chest. An exotic position that exposes the damp spot of your thong from your lifted skirt.
The president tsks at the display with a sneer. “Fucking slut, so wet from just sucking me off.” He slides the underwear and is welcomes to your scent and taste when he glides his tongue to your clit. “You really are a fucking bitch in heat, huh?”
His tongue pets and laps around your labia, lubing your vagina with his spit while slurping your essence that messes around your inner thighs. You’re choked up, whining from his tongue fucking the entrance of you and licking your clit.
“—Ohoo! Hoohh, Sukunaa, pleaseee,” you slurred from the suck of your clit, his tongue pushing it and grazing his teeth with the delicate bud. “Hahhhfuckk, put it innn, ‘Kuna, I want—Daaahaa!!” You cried at the slap of your cunt, stinging your sensitive clit from the rough palm of his hand.
“Don’t tell me what to do, brat,” another smack to your slit as you cough up spit. “Such a broad, only thinking with just your pussy.” Although, he had to admit, seeing your pussy wink from his hits and teases made his pride sing. With a low chuckle, he straightens up, your anticipation climbing up when he brings his middle and forefinger to wet with saliva.
Yet a record scratches at the feel of something wet around your asshole, the digits pushing and teasing your puckered entrance. Begs fly out you’re mouth, but they substitute with a scream when his fingers manage to insert inside and massage around your walls.
“What, you thought I was just gonna play with that pussy like you wanted?” He laughs at your cries, stroking his ego from your anus, clamping onto him with the scrape of his fingernails. “You got some nerve; only dirty pigs like you get dirty rewards.” You gasp at the withdrawal of his fingers, and he whistles at the sight. “So here ya go, little slut…”
Sukuna aligns his cock to your rear, pushing it with no care for your lack of preparation. You scream at the insert of his cockhead and piercing, and the stretch that comes along his inches burrowing inside causes more tears to fall. But not in pain—the expression on your face showed no sign of resentment.
“Haaahh, yeeesshh,” your hands come to the back of your ass to help the position you’re in, the angle making your writhing figure jolt. And it gets better once Sukuna’s hips go at a mediocre pace. “Shooo goood…!!”
Your hands find Sukuna’s ankles when his frenulum piercing jabs you with precision with the increase of his erratic thrusts. High pitches and shrieks fill the student body lounge, skin slapping against each other, creating an inappropriate sound. Like Sukuna cares, though; fucking your ass on the floor with no grace — so much for a president.
“—Khheh, hooohshiiit, pig can’t even speak properly, making such a ruckus.” It’s true; you showed no restraint in concealing your wails. If anything, they get louder and louder with the clasp of your butthole on his length, drool spilling from your agape mouth. “Noisy ass acting all dumb on my cock.”
The graze of his piercing gets worse every second; shit feels way too good, like his balls smacking down your ass. But you couldn’t foresee his next move; Sukuna slipped his middle finger inside your chasm and wiggled around your vagina. A strong yelp erupts from your body from the “come hither” motion that scratches your upper walls, and you can’t help but let yourself go.
Your climax has you howling, your holes contracting with force from every passing wave that rocks your core. You pant heavily, milking the dick that continues to plunge into your ass, Sukuna groaning at the grasp of your anus and the walls around his middle finger.
He then pulls his digit out and brings it to his mouth, sucking your liquids with a smirk. “Not bad, broad.”
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ur clan head gojo fivs are THE best. I can't get over just how gojos desperation and pussydrunk-ness just comes put so clear it's honestly insane. It's like when u take a pic on Photoshop and just™ upper the sharpness -- it's literally like that
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Full suit of armor
Just an oversized teeshirt
blood of her enemies
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Super cool sword on her back
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