༊*·˚FUCK AROUND .ᐟ
༊*·˚FUCK AROUND .ᐟ
you drive satoru home after a night clubbing, but he's waayy too drunk to watch over his words. what happens when he makes a confession? will he regret it later....or not?
ɞ⁺ contains : best friend!satoru gojo x fem! reader, drunk satoru at fist, suggestions of drunk sex, slight mention of car crash, vaginal sex, unprotected sex (stay safe n wrap it up!), reader gets called baby, riding position, semi-public sex (satoru has maids)
ɞ⁺ w.c : 3.2k-ish
ɞ⁺ note : came back from the dead yayy. thank u @screampied for beta reading i was too tired to look at it another time skfjklsdjg,, n thank u @satoruwiki i had a stroke writing the dialogue
You never imagined Satoru could consume that much alcohol, truly, you didn't.
"Mmm... give me a kiss... just one..." your best friend mumbles, his words slurred as he collapses into the car seat. In that moment, you're immensely grateful you didn't indulge in as much alcohol as you had initially planned; it's evident he's in no condition to drive you home.
"Satoru..." you sigh, shutting the door to the driver's seat firmly. "Please, spare me."
The journey commences with a symphony of Satoru's complaints. He's a particularly whiny drunk, grumbling about the seatbelt, his discomfort in the car seat, and even about the moon, insisting it's following him. He just won't shut up, and you swear you'll poke his eye out. The street is shrouded in darkness, and you don’t own a driver's license; the last thing you need is an accident.
However, mercifully, he soon succumbs to a deep slumber, his face pressed against the cold windowpane. You contemplate taking a picture to tease him with later, but ultimately decide against it.
When you finally arrive at his residence, the realization dawns on you that you have no means of getting home tonight. Summoning an Uber dressed in your current state past midnight doesn't strike you as particularly safe. Crashing at Satoru's seems like the more prudent option, unless he sobers up and offers to drive you home.
"'Toru," you poke his shoulder gently, "Satoru, come on, we're here."
It takes several attempts to rouse him, but when he finally stirs, he startles, nearly banging his head against the window in the process.
"Huh-?" He seems marginally more coherent now; hopefully, he can manage to walk on his own. "Where are we?"
"Your place," you reply wearily, fatigue seeping into your muscles, pleading for rest. "Come on, you spilled tequila all over yourself."
"Did you drive?" His bleary eyes narrow slightly, heavy lids drooping.
"No," you fib, "the car drove itself."
"Oh," he nods, a chuckle escaping you at his confusion. He appears on the verge of questioning further, but you beat him to it. Stepping out of the car barefoot, your heels abandoned in the backseat, you make your way to his side, opening the door.
"Come on. Can you walk?"
Satoru nods, lazily unbuckling his seatbelt and swinging his legs out into the open air. You wait outside the car as he lingers, half in, half out.
"Mm... you're looking real pretty, you know?" he remarks, causing you to roll your eyes, though a smile tugs at your lips.
"Stop that," you giggle, feeling bashful under his gaze. You remind yourself he's still intoxicated, which somewhat explains his behavior.
What catches you off guard is when his hands find their way to your legs, fingers trailing subtly over the back of your thighs. You almost gasp at the unexpected touch, his innocent gaze meeting yours.
"Stop what?"
His slender fingers tug at the hem of your short dress. "This has been bothering me the whole night, you know? Standing in my way."
"Satoru, you're drunk. Let's get you inside and—"
"Can't you feel it?" A frown mars his pink lips. "Are you that clueless? I've been trying to get with you for so long."
Your eyes widen, cheeks flushing with heat. You remind yourself that he doesn’t mean it. Heck, he probably doesn’t even know what he’s saying. So, you open your mouth to respond, but he interrupts by pushing himself up and out of the door, causing you to stumble backward.
"So?" Warmth seeps into the small of your back, his fingers tapping against the fabric of your dress.
You weigh the situation carefully. It's a tempting opportunity, one you've secretly hoped for, yet it doesn't feel right. Despite Satoru's partial sobriety, it's clear that proceeding would be a mistake.
"Satoru," you murmur, taking a step back to create some semblance of space between you. "We'll discuss this when you're sober, okay?"
Fortunately, the awkwardness doesn't linger as he quickly drifts back into slumber.
By the next morning, Satoru recalls nothing of the previous night's events. He's back to his usual self, waking you with a coffee and no questions asked about why you're still there. It's endearing, in its own way, despite his loud and sometimes obnoxious demeanor. You've known Satoru for so long that you've weathered worse.
"Did you sleep well?" he asks as you return from the bathroom, clad in his oversized T-shirt and shorts. He doesn't mind; in fact, he seems to relish the sight, finding comfort in your relaxed appearance.
"Yeah..." you yawn, covering your mouth with one hand while grabbing the warm mug with the other. "Couldn't leave this morning because someone had a bit too much to drink."
"Oh, please, I know you're just using that as an excuse to stay with me," he teases, smirking as you shoot him a glare. "It's obvious."
"Aren’t you cocky?" you retort, bringing the coffee to your lips. The brew is exactly to your liking, a detail Satoru always remembers. "You were so whiny last night, I swear. I should've brought Sugu’ along instead."
"You wouldn't have," he insists, persistent in his belief that you wanted to be with him, even when the night didn't unfold as planned. "Who could resist going clubbing with me? It's the ultimate experience. A million girls wish they had the chance."
"I know, they were all over you," you remark casually, setting your coffee down on the table in his spacious living room, fingers absentmindedly fixing your hair. He's taken aback by your words, vividly recalling the night's details. "You were such a whore. Every girl grinded on your dick. What an accomplishment."
A hint of unease crosses his features. It hadn't occurred to him that he'd been dancing with other women while you were there with him. And if he was with other girls... what were you doing?
His thoughts are interrupted by your sudden burst of laughter at his expression, likening him to a sad puppy. "Oh god, your face," you laugh, wiping away tears. "Relax, it was just a joke."
Gojo scoffs, feigning nonchalance as he looks away in embarrassment. "I knew it was a joke," he retorts defensively.
“Of course you did,” you scoff, rolling your eyes playfully.
“What else did I do last night?” Satoru's voice carries a hint of hesitation, embarrassed by his actions. “Did I say anything weird?”
Your breath catches in your throat, a pang of anxiety coursing through you as he seems almost convinced of his own folly. You silently pray he doesn't remember; there's no need to make things awkward for both of you.
“No?” You quirk a brow, “You just slept. You snore fucking loudly, by the way.”
He studies your face and you feign indifference, though the awkwardness hangs palpably in the air around you. He doesn't remember, you silently implore.
“So rude,” he tsks his tongue. The tension in the air dissipates as he teases you about your comment, and you both share a laugh, the momentary awkwardness melting away. He stands up, leaving you with a mixture of relief and amusement at the exchange.
You relieve the longest breath, one you didn’t realize you were holding.
You're relieved that he's forgotten the events of the night, unwilling to broach the subject in case his words were not genuine, merely fueled by alcohol. Yet, a small, twisted part of you wishes you had accepted his offer last night, even as you despise yourself for such thoughts. He would have regretted it, you reason. Who knows where your friendship would stand if you had acted on such primal urges. You remind yourself that you're not some animal; you can control yourself.
Despite your initial intention to leave by nightfall, you know deep down that you'll end up spending the night at his place again. It's a pattern that seems inevitable.
The day went by fast, and before you know it it’s already dinner time. Satoru stepped into the living room, where you’ve been unproductively lying down for what seemed to be hours on end. “Do you wanna go out to eat?”
“Hmm?” You look up from the phone, turning to face him in a position similar to a cat’s. “I don’t have anything to wear. Can we just order something instead?”
Satoru hums, walking towards the couch you lay on. With a huff you sit up, giving him space to slump himself manspread next to you. “I’m fucking starving”
“Where’s your cook?” You giggle. For a grown man, your blue-eyed friend’s cooking skills are less than average. With some luck, he can make scrambled eggs. Not that he ever needed to, his cook used to be a chef in a big restaurant. Considering the kind of money Satoru has, you’re guessing he left his job for a better opportunity; cooking meals for a single man. “Did he run away? Can’t blame him.”
Satoru shoots you a glare, containing his smile. “He opened a restaurant and left.”
“So he ran away,” You confirm, leaning your face dangerously close, “couldn’t handle you.”
“Are you implying I’m too much to handle?” he mimics your movement, nearly breathing in your face.
“You know I’m right,” you’re trying your best to stay put, but the way your breath hitches at the proximity does not help. You can only pray the heat you feel creeping on your face is not obvious on the out.
“You wanna put that theory to the test?” He quirks a brow, white lashes fluttering in the form of blinks and you’re nearly convinced he’s trying to charm you. “You know, handling someone comes in many forms.”
You cringe at his words, scoffing and turning away to hide your embarrassment.
Satoru boo’s at you, “coward. You’re so boring.”
“You’re so eager,” You retort, standing up and stretching your back, trying to keep space before you lose all form of restraint.
“Oh no you don’t,” You hear. Before you react you're pulled back to the couch. A gasp erupts from you when you fall onto the cushion, body too close to his own.
Heat rises, and silence falls. It’s not awkward, no. Just… tense.
“You’re a terrible liar, you know?” He mutters, voice so sultry it makes your heart drop. It’s such a drastic change from his previous teasing manner. Although that stupid smirk remains.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” your voice comes out a whisper, a lot softer than you expect it to, surprising both you and him. You want to push him off you, tell him you’re best friends and this isn’t heading in the right direction. But you’re too old to care, too desperate to care. You’ve been waiting for this moment for so long now. You can’t lose it again.
“You do,” He isn’t taking arguments. “I remember last night very clearly actually…”
One finger tips over the exposed skin of your knee and up, whatever the shorts you wear leave out, tantalizing you and sending shivers down your spine. You gulp, eyes widening. He remembers..?
“I’m surprised you didn’t take your chance,” he hums, looking down at where his finger meets with your skin. “So… wasteful.”
“What do you suggest I have done?” You tilt your head to meet his eyes, emboldened.
His eyes meet yours, lips parted for a second, almost curious. “Allow me to demonstrate.”
Before you can change your mind, his mouth closes upon yours. He doesn’t give you time to process the situation, tongue invading your mouth while his hands take the chance to wrap around your middle.
Your hands find place on his shoulder, colder fingers rushing to the buttons of his shirt. He nearly bites your tongue, muscles dancing in no particular rhythm. He tastes like mint and lust. Exactly how you imagined he would.
He pulls away with a heavy breath when his shirt is unbuttoned. “Did you call me eager?”
“You’re so much sexier with your mouth shut,” you huff, feeling his palms sneak past the waistband of the shorts.
“You hurt me, you know?” Satoru chuckles, one warm hand finding your jaw to bring your focus back to his face instead of the shit he wore. “Keep your eyes on mine, hm?”
There’s an effect he has on you, bringing out primal needs you thought you had buried well. “Or what?”
He brings down the shorts in one fast movement, earning a yelp from you. He chuckles, looking down at the thong you’d worn last night. “Came prepared, huh? How cute.”
Rolling your eyes, you move to straddle him. “You think you’re so funny–”
“I am,” He interrupts, groping the flesh of your ass. “That’s what got me here.”
You don’t care to deny his words, kissing him like you’re starved. You feel his cock harden against you, arousal evident by the way he groans into his lips.
His hands roam your body freely while his mouth explores the warmth of your mouth. He traces the edge of your bra, teasing the skin acing to be touched. He’s been waiting for this for very long now; to taste you, to feel you, to have you. It’s his goal, and he’s finally getting there.
“Fuck- Satoru,” You breathe. He watches your face, the string of saliva connecting you to him. He’s seen your face in dreams, but it didn’t look this good. He feels the adrenaline rush at the thought that this is caused by him. He is making you look like that. This is all for him.
“Yeah?” He asks, lifting the shirt over your head.
“I need it,” there’s despair in your voice. He feels a need to satisfy it. He plans to, at least. “Please.”
“So needy,” he smiles as you unzip his pants, pulling his hardened cock out of the boxers. “No prep?”
“Can’t,” You answer mindlessly, too focused on pumping your hand over the glorious length. He’s beautiful down there, making a part of you wish you’d done this earlier. But you don’t dwell on it, too enamored by his leaking tip.
He grunts, biting his lip and throwing his head back. You watch his reaction, propping yourself on your knees. “Can I put it in, ‘toru?”
He huffs, looking at you with half-lidded eyes. “What are you waiting for?” his fingers run down from your waist to your hips, slowly drawing towards your thong. You hiss a breath when he slips his thumb under the fabric, feeling your heat before pushing the cloth to the side. “Go ahead.”
Your hips lower, feeling his tip against your fold. Your movement is slow, a little too slow for his liking. Satoru is no patient man, his grip on your hips tightens, pulling you down with force.
A loud moon escapes you at the suddenness, walls struggling to accommodate the vast stretch. It feels bigger than it looks, you realize, chest heaving under the pressure. You forgot to get a condom, but that’s the last thing on your mind right now. Nails dig into his shoulder, pushing your head against his chest to take a breath.
“Fuh-fuck,” You hiss, “too big.”
Satoru hums, running his hands over your skin to coax you. “Can’t do it?”
“I–I can,” you grit your teeth. He finds a way to be a pest even with a pussy to shut him up. So you lift your hips, as if to prove your point, moving them slowly at first.
“O-ah–” He shuts his eyes, focused on the ecstatic feeling of your insides squeezing him, swallowing him whole. It’s better than his hands, better than any other girl he’s fucked to pass time. In a way, it’s so… you.
You do your best to maintain pace, to not become too fast just yet. You know you’d orgasm too early if you did, but he feels too good not to.
“Oh, fuck, s’tight,” his jaw clenches as his hands move to unclasp the bra, allowing your breasts freedom. Satoru looks at you, body begging to be adorned. To be worshipped. It’s what you deserve, so his hands rest on your hips as he brings his mouth to your chest, bringing you closer for a taste.
He starts with a little lick to your nipple, earning him yet another loud whine. You’re too cute like that. One set of fingers finds your other breast, fondling it with care. Your senses tingle, making you breathe harder and move sloppier, looking to feel his tip hit a certain spot you’re yet to locate.
Satoru grunts, mouth latching into your hardened nipple, sucking on the sensitive skin. Arms cage his head, giving him better access.
“Fuck– ‘toru…” your whines are a prayer, moving faster around him. His length stretches you so well that you feel him against all the right places, massaging your insides so well you need to cover your mouth to stop the loud noises. Yet you see stars when you feel it, a moan you’re unable to control running freely out of your mouth. You know the maids can hear it, mauve even walked across the room without you noticing. But it doesn’t matter, they wouldn’t dare bring it up.
“Yeah,” His breath comes out strained, pinching your nipple before moving to suck the other one. “Just like that, keep moving for me, baby. I–fuck—I know you’re close”
“So good,” you whine, vision blurring as you huff and puff. “So good, ‘toru–!”
Your confession of ecstasy makes him feel his edge coming closer, yearning for release.
Lewd sounds of squelching and moans roam the room unsolicited; you no longer able to control yourself, and Satoru not wanting you to.
You tug at his hair, moaning pronographically. Your hips nearly buckle at the friction but you’re too busy chasing your high to notice, moving like your life depends on it. The knot in your stomach feels too fragile, too ready to let go.
When Satoru feels the way your hips tire, he puts his hands to work, gently guiding them up on his cock before slamming you back down with an aggressive motion.
You nearly scream, eyes widening as the knot you felt suddenly exploding. Your eyes widen as your neck cranes back, pussy tightening around him all at once then letting go. You twitch around him, clenching and unclenching around his length to the point where he can barely hold it anymore.
“I’m gonna– shit I’m gonna come,” He groans, teeth sinking into the skin of your nipple, the sudden stimulation making you jerk.
“Inside,” You moan, “please ‘toru– i want you to come inside.”
As if on cue, his cock twitches and he releases white ropes into your walls, filling you up with warmth. Your eyes roll back, too much ecstasy.
You ride out your high, coming out longer than you expected. When you’re done, you slump onto him. You don’t recall ever being this worn from one orgasm.
Satoru relaxes into the couch, head thrown back and thoughts empty.
Your breath comes hot against the sweaty skin of his neck. You lick your lips, suddenly thirsty.
“You good?” He whispers, almost afraid if he were too loud he’d ruin the serenity that’s fallen over you.
“Mhm,” you hum, not yet moving off his length.
“Again?” He asks after a few seconds of silence. You hear that smirk in his voice.
You giggle in response, pushing yourself up. He’s out of you with a ‘pop!’ and a soft groan. You huddle to the other side of the couch, trying to catch your breath. “Give me a second.”
“Can’t handle me?” He challenges, and you’re urged to move back and ride him until he passes out. Maybe you will, but you need a break.
“You’re insufferable,” You groan in response, reaching for the half-empty cup of water you’ve previously set on the table. “Please,” he rolls his eyes. “You love it.”
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summary->modernAU, you’re teasing levi all night at a work event and he shuts you up with his cock. the beg is sort of from levis perspective warnings->18+ dom!levi, blowjob, creampie, teasing, facefucking & more word count -> 1.2k
The deafening sound of music and the buzz of conversations filled the air as you stepped into the party, hand in hand with your boyfriend, Levi Ackerman. It was an event for Levi's work, where important figures from various industries had gathered to celebrate and network.
Halfway through the night Levis glare was fixated on you. He was annoyed with how innocent you were acting, laughing along to some joke his boss was telling. How dare you feign innocence when you were being such a brat tonight.
It all started with your outfit, he knew you’d picked it to drive him nuts. The way it hugged your curves so perfect, how short it was. You’d done it on purpose, just to fuck with him. Then when you got to the party, lightly gripping Levi's arm, you had leaned in close and whispered, "You look so hot tonight, Levi.” Gently blowing in his ear, he can remember the shiver that coursed through his body at the action.
"Are you planning on causing a scene?" He had asked. You’d denied it of course, but he knew better. He knew the game you were trying to play and he’d been determined not to let your stupid little games creep in and overtake his mind.
But then you’d all sat down for dinner and you rested your hand on his thigh, although in his mind you were way to close to his cock. Rubbing him through his pants like a needy little slut, he thought. Did you really think it was that easy? That he would crumble just because you rubbed his thighs a little?
No. He wouldn’t crumble, he wouldn’t give in. This was just how you are, always being so annoyingly flirty with him. If he didn’t love you so god damn much he wouldn’t put up with it. But for some reason, that he couldn’t work out in his mind, he did love you.
Then, of course you being you, you needed to fix his tie. It was crooked you said, you’re just being a good girlfriend. But the way you brushed up against him, making sure your thigh pressed up against his cock was making him sweat a little.
“Stop being such a brat.” He demanded grabbing you close to whisper in your ear.
“I don’t know what you mean?” You’d said, in your stupid innocent little voice like you weren’t purposely driving him insane.
The icing on the cake was when he was talking to some figurehead from another company, he was trying really hard to focus on what the woman was saying but you’d walked by and silently put something in his blazer pocket. When he reached in he felt lace, it was your underwear and the wet spot right at where your pussy had been made it impossible to focus on anything at all.
So now here you were, laughing and joking like you had been driving him crazy all night. You keep playing with the straw in your drink with your tongue, and every single time you do you it you look at him. His cock is throbbing in his pants at this point. He can’t stop watching the way your tongue flicks against your straw, his fingers are absentmindedly in his pocket on your panties and he’s thinking about all the things your tongue does to him.
Finally, he can’t take it anymore. He can’t take the sexy whispers in his ear, the grazes up against him, any of it. He suddenly gets up, grabbing your arm. “Let’s go get a drink from the bar.” He said, you smiled at him…your annoying little smile and followed him.
You walked right past the bar. “Levi?” you said, and he kept walking. “Bars right there ba-.” He cut you off, dipping around a corner and putting a hand over your mouth.
“Shut up.” He looks at you with his icy glare. “What do you think you’re doing?” he asks as his gaze trails down to your lips.
Before you can answer he pulls you into the bathroom and locks the door. “On your knees.” he commands, his voice is husky and low and he wastes no time unzipping his pants as you do what he asks.
“You’re such a little slut you know that? Always acting like such a brat everywhere we go.” He pulls his cock out, and you notice how hard he already is. It’s sitting so pretty in front of you and he doesn’t have to say anything before you’re giving him little licks up his shaft.
Levis hand takes a handful of your hair, forcing you to look up at him. “Don’t tease me, you’ve been doing that all night. You want my cock than take it.”
You smile up at him and he thinks he could cum right there, you were always so fucking eager and willing to do whatever he wanted and it drove him absolutely mad.
You use the flat of your tongue to lick his shaft one more time before your lips wrap around the tip of his dick. You softly suck, smiling against him at the breathy moan that escapes his lips before he uses the hand in your hair to shove you further down his length.
The way your lips fit so perfectly around him, the way your tongue slid all around his base as you bobbed your head up and down him, was causing needy little groans and breathless whines to come out of him. Fuck you were good at this, he thought.
“Fuck, yeah just like that. Take me all in like the whore you’ve been acting like all night.” He hips started to buck, fucking your face as he shoved his cock further and further down your throat. You look up at him and there is pleasure on his face looking down at you as you choke on his cock, eyelashes brimming with tears.
“Fuck…you’re so needy.” he says as you squeeze his balls in your hand. You remove your lips for a second to get air, a string of saliva dripping down your chin but he pushes himself back in your mouth.
“Don’t even think about it, I’m almost there. This is what that pretty little mouth gets when you act like a whore.” His hips are thrusting into your face relentlessly, his breathy moans becoming almost loud. His fingers are still laced in your hair and your fingers sink into the skin of his thighs as his tip repeatedly hits the back of your throat.
He can’t stop watching you, your swollen lips are just so fucking pretty.
Suddenly he pulls out and swiftly picks you up off the floor before bending you over the sink, he wastes no time sinking his cock into you. You clench around him and it doesn’t take long before he’s cumming inside you, finally letting himself release.
He turns you around, propping you up on the sink. He takes your panties out of his pocket, “you can have these back”, he says before he’s bent down, watching you as he slowly slides them back up your legs. When he’s face to face with your pussy he leaves a kiss on it, his hot breathe against your heat causing a shiver. He’s still looking up at you from between your legs, never breaking eye contact as he guides the rest of your underwear up.
“Gunna act like a little slut than you can walk around with my cum inside you like one.” He says before adjusting himself, grabbing your hand and leading you out of the bathroom and back to the party, his cum threatening to drip down your leg for the rest of the night.
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Kinktober Day 8: Lactation
“this is my formal request for a new lactation piece for this years kinktober. I am BEGGING. PLEASE. I can’t find much anywhere so if you have any other recs I would appreciate it too“
Word count: 1500
Tags: levi x reader, smut, lactation, implied pregnancy, stretch marks mention, brief mommy + baby/good boy mention, levi carries reader to bed, fem!reader
A/N: Thank you for the request, anon! I have not seen other lactation fics, so please forgive me for linking my own: 1 // 2. Others, please feel free to comment more below!
In your current state, so persistently fatigued, it was rare that you joined him in insomnia. In that way, maybe it was to blame - the afternoon nap that bled into evening. Just as you were waking up, the sun had gone to bed.
Levi had carried you from the couch to your bedroom. Though he strove not to wake you, you began to stir halfway through the hallway: creaky wooden panels beneath his careful feet. A brief flinch as you came to: arms and legs clung to him with a short shriek.
Your fingertips pressed to the back of his neck, making your lover shudder one moment after you. “H’Hey,” Thankfully, you were not awake enough to catch his initial stutter. Levi cupped his hands around you tighter, thumb gave a few soothing strokes, “you alright?”
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Gojo Satoru being so horny he fucked you in every position he can come up with until you are sore and sticky with cum☺️
a/n: 😞😞😞
cw: f! reader, implied breeding kink, manhandling, 18+
gojo coming home from work to his pretty housewife, you— he‘s had a long day and he’s so exhausted, he missed you, he‘s been thinking about you all day. you‘d be in the kitchen before walking to greet him towards the door with a soft smile.
“hi satoru baby, how was wor—”
but he immediately cuts you off, tossing his bag against the floor, bringing you into a deep and needy kiss. you were taken aback— yet returner the kiss, only before gojo lifts you up, making his way towards the bedroom.
you gasped, your legs locking around his waist as he walked— not breaking his lips from yours, he tastes so sweet, you could almost make out a taste of some sweetened drink,
you moaned once his hands trailed towards your ass, giving it a good squeeze, just loving how you were in nothing but a cute nightgown.
no panties underneath either, just how he liked.
“. . . s—satoru,” you gasped, nails digging into his back, as of now he‘s currently in mating press— fucking you deep and deep, his thick cock pounding into you aa your legs just raised up as his weight bounces against you. the bed shakes and shakes and you whimper— feeling him balls deep. “f—fuckfuckfuck.”
“baby— cumming— again,” he huffs out in short hitched breaths, before you feel his hips stutter, gojo pours another thick load into your tight squeezing cunt, gripping all around him so tight,
he moans, his eyebrows furrowing and parting together before he leans in, muffling his moans while softly biting against your neck in attempts to suppress his near whiney moans. “. . . uh—” he grunts, pumping you full of his stringy ropes of seed.
“m' so full, satoru,” you whimpered, wrapping your arms around his neck. gojo smells so good, he‘s just inches deep— feeling his own cum start to trickle and ooze all out,
each time he releases a load, it‘s a lot, it’s so much to where it starts to run down your thighs— yet gojo frowns, making an attempt to fuck his hot sticky seed back into your pussy, the needy pout on his face never leaving. “y—you‘re stuffing m-my pussy, satoru,”
he whines, leaning in to kiss you again— his hips slowed once he came but he started back up again,
barely giving you a moment to prepare yourself before he’s ramming his cock deep between your folds, mouth the opening and a bit of drool leaving the sides of your mouth from the lewd way your tongue was just lolled out.
“i know— but baby, i have to,” he mutters in a shaky voice, despite his pitch being a bit deepened.
his hips just smacked against you, over and over, each load you take was like it was heftier than the last.
“couldn‘t help myself when i came home to you in this pretty nightgown— ass all out just for me,” he huffs, fucking you so deep into the bed that you had to grip onto his arms. “had to fuck you as soon as i came back home— missed my favorite pussy s‘baddddd.”
gojo goes on for hours, and hours, and hours.
just stuffing, pumping you full of his cum, over and over again— it makes his mouth water, salivate—
he just loves the way when he‘s about to give you another load, his hips always pause, and he gets quiet, putting a hand over your mouth while staring at you with a hungry gaze.
“mhm— listen to it, baby,”
he says in a quiet voice, not thrusting anymore yet he‘s filling you full again, balls buried deep to the hilt—
and you grow quiet, your moans stop before you listen to it, hearing gojo‘s cum spurt inside your cunt, it’s so much, the way your pussy squelched as it takes him with open arms— or in this case, open folds.
“you look so cute with your tummy all plump and full for me, a-angel,” he rasps, removing his hand before peppering your face with kisses. “can‘t get enough of bein' inside you— so good. pussy jus’ holdin' me h-hostage . . ”
moan after moan— load after load, you’re so full, you can’t even grasp how much he‘s given you of his seed, by this point you’ve lost count.
so many positions, your pussy was just being flooded by gojo‘s thick cum— just stuffing and stuffing you, you’re so dizzy,
just sprawled out on the bed all pretty, his fat tip kissing and kissing, french kissing even against your g-spot, lip locked it seemed and you whimpered—
his back covered with so many scratch marks by you— it‘s pretty in a way.
he can’t wait to look at it later.
He’s so baby girl coded <3
We need to talk about how beautiful Levi's eye is in this shot
"What is Y/n for you?"
Characters: Gojo, Nanami, Itadori, Megumi, Inumaki, Choso, Suguru and Sukuna.
Fem!Reader
Masterlist JJK
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GOJO
"Well, She's so beautiful and smells good, and she's also the hottest woman I've ever seen and-"
"You're so shallow!"
"I was about to talk about her personality, wow!"
"Then?"
"She is very intelligent and strong too, she is the person who has always put up with me, I love this girl .
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NANAMI
"A person I would always like to have in my life."
"Just that?"
"Do you think she would like more?”
"Well, she'll see about it then..."
"Right, between saving her or Gojo, I would save her without thinking twice."
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ITADORI
"Oh she's so amazing and always takes care of me even though I annoy her sometimes and... Wait, is she going to see that?"
"Probably."
"Hi Y/n, I love you so much, thank you for taking care of me.
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MEGUMI
"I do not know what to say"
"Anything that comes to mind when you think about her."
"Well I would say... My best friend."
"Are you shy?"
"No-"
"HEY I WAS GOING TO SAY SHE WAS MY BEST FRIEND BUT I FORGOT!
"Get out of here Itadori, it’s not your turn!”
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INUMAKI
"Well, I don't know how we're going to do this but... Do you like her?"
"Salmon."
"Right...Is she very special to you or-"
"Salmon, salmon!"
"Right...I should have brought you a pen and paper."
He loves her, you can be sure of that.
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CHOSO
"I would give my blood for her."
"Okay, that's a good thing, right?"
"Are you kidding me?"
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SUGURU
"She's my partner in crime... Not this crime you're thinking like."
"What?"
"She would never do that I just... Fuck you got it ."
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SUKUNA
"My favorite meal."
"What the fuck-"
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Vampire Anatomy (m)
Pairing – [Vampire! Jimin x Reader]
Genre – [Vampire AU, Slight Horror Elements, Smut, Angst, Fluff, Soulmates AU, Action, Fantasy]
Summary – [You’re hunted down by your date for the night who wants to suck your blood. Worst first date ever. You’re caught in Jimin’s car’s headlights and he decides to help you get away from the monster chasing you. Both of you feel the pull as he takes care of you. Jimin refers to you as pandora’s box and he’s afraid to open the lid and let the flames consume him. Until it is what exactly he wants.]
Warnings – [chasing scene, blood/injuries/bruises, traumatic events, animal-like attack, vampires, nightmares, crying – read it with caution!, smut warnings: (male masturbation, oral (m), handjob, blowjob, the reader has a biting kink, feral Jimin, vampire stamina, oral (m), unprotected vaginal sex, creampie, blood-drinking during intercourse, vaginal fingering)]
Word Count – [12,7k]
[A/N] – First of all thank you guys for 3k followers! This is one of the celebratory stories I planned and I’ll work on the requests I got in my inbox as well but I would gladly accept more if you have an idea so feel free to request something! Happy reading!
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Wondering around the woods. Barefoot. Bleeding and utterly alone. Alone as in a sense of no one is coming to help. You’re on your own whilst some bloodthirsty creature stalks you like you’re his first meal in a long long time. The light from the moon shining through the trees is painting grotesque shadows, the leaves hoisted up by the wind create whistle-like sounds, red eyes are following you everywhere or is this just the terror in your heart that makes it seem like in every corner there’s danger. Your heart is threatening to break out from your ribcage. Deep breaths. Inhale, exhale. It will be alright. This is just a nightmare. Run. Run. Run. You have to run. Your senses are all going haywire. A twig snaps behind you. It sounded close.
This is how you’ll die? You can’t control the painful cry that tore from you as you stumble over an oak tree root sending you flying across the dirt. You don’t cry out. This is what he wants. He enjoys the sight of your suffering. High on the feeling of chasing you. The dark road is ahead. The trees are thining you’re sure of it.
You can hear him. He’s getting close, you need to move. You know he could catch you easily snap your neck and end your life but he doesn’t for the sake of his enjoyment.
Blood clings to your dress as you push yourself up with your palms firmly planted on the dirt your knees and legs are buttered with bruises and crimson. This is your chance. Your legs are shaking and weak from running but you push your feet to move. Move! You’re not willing to go like this. You’re too young to die.
Headlights. A car is coming and you run at full speed to get ahead before it passes by. The creature snarls and you speed up. This is your only chance at survival. Your bloody fingerprints are on the hood of the black SUV. It stopped!
”Miss-”
You ignore the driver as he calls out to you. You’re fully operating on adrenaline. It’s still not safe. He’s coming. You need to get out of here. Your body circles the car to go to the backseat.
A man sits there but rolls down his window when you approach. His eyes flash red for a fleeting moment and his nostrils flare when you lean on the car door your legs are starting to give out. Completely missing out on the signs your eyes keep darting to the dark forest behind you. Why is he not chasing you anymore? Your red coated fingers grip the car door. Your knuckles turn white from the pressure.
”Please Sir help me. Something is chasing me. Please. Please. It could be here at any moment! I don’t want to die please Sir!” The tears that you kept in are blurring your vision of the man.
”Get in.” The man opens the door and pulls you inside. His movements are too fast for you to comprehend. It’s just the shock that makes you see things which aren’t real. You keep shaking, your legs are completely useless as you slump in the seat. The last bits of your strength completely leave your body.
Jimin can feel you tremble in his hold. He closes the car door with inhuman speed. He turns to his driver with a grave expression reflected in the rearview mirror.
”Drive.”
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