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“I think the last thing I expected today was to be made a slut by my best friends.” — gojo x fem!reader x geto

cw: oral sex, smut smut smut, anal, double penetration, pet names, english isn’t my first language.

wa: 3,3k

“Ladies and gentlemen! First of all, I want to thank you all for being here celebrating the debut of the first of many Halloween parties in the ancient catacombs”

I laughed, a little humorlessly. I couldn't take Itadori's booming voice over the loudspeakers seriously, and not just because of his extravagant and exaggerated lines. I drank some of the beer in my red plastic cup, the taste bittering the tip of my tongue.

“Itadori is really taking this seriously, huh?” Maki, who was wearing a pirate costume, combined with Nobara, spoke up, messing up his short black hair a bit in the way that it still looked nice.

“It's amazing that he managed to organize all this!” Nobara said excitedly, waving her arms “Come on, a party in the catacombs is awesome!”

“Was this really allowed? Or are there a bunch of teenagers invading an old cemetery?” Megumi, who apparently wasn't wearing a costume, asked in her usual humor, without taking her eyes off her cell phone.

“Who cares, Gumi? Put down that cell phone and enjoy the party!” Satoru Gojo, who looked like a male playboy model with skull make-up, excitedly intruded on the conversation, accompanied by Geto, pulling a lock of my hair in the process. I let out a groan of pain.

“Ouch, you idiot!”

“Huh? What did you call me?” Gojo looked down, due to our height difference, leaning towards me with a stupid smile on his lips.

"Leave her alone, Satoru," Geto, who was wearing only black with a Ghostface mask around his waist, interjected, slipping his arm around my shoulders in a protective way. Gojo just grinned at him.

“Okayyy, let's go!” Nobara took off, pulling Maki and Megumi along the way, and I followed with Geto and Gojo.

“I like your costume, Freddy Krueger, huh?” Geto murmured softly in my ear as we walked through the cemetery in search of the rest of our group of friends.

I was wearing a long-sleeved black and red striped cropped top, with a few deliberate rips; a short, tight black skirt, fishnet stockings and black boots that reached just below my knees.

“Thank you!” I smiled, snuggling up to him.

Geto and Gojo have been my best friends since I was a pre-teen when we met at school and we've never stopped talking. Despite the ups and downs and our three personalities clashing from time to time, I can't see myself without these two. They're the balance I need. Todō turned over a can of beer at once when we met the guys. Inumaki and Itadori laughed loudly, while Yuta just laughed weakly and nodded, saying something to his girlfriend, Rika. Gojo didn't waste any time and jumped in, wanting to join in the fun too; he grabbed a can of beer and came towards me with a look like a pouty dog.

“Could you make a cut in the can for me? It'll hurt my finger and my skin is sensitive” he said like a little boy begging for candy as he ran his finger along the beer can, showing me where I needed to make the hole.

“If I break my nail, I'll kill you, Satoru” I said in warning, joking with him, and then stuck my nail – which was stiletto-shaped – easily through the can and handed it to him.

“You're the best in the world!” he quickly took the can from my hand and drank all the liquid at once, not leaving my gaze for a second and I felt a strange warmth in my stomach.

“Hey, you three!” I heard Itadori calling us “The guys want to go to the catacombs now, are you coming?”

“Of course!” Geto said, pulling me by the waist to walk with him.

“What's in the catacombs?” I asked.

“It looks like they've made some horror tunnels down there, you know, to scare you and stuff, at least that's what I heard Yuuji saying.” Gojo replied with a shrug.

I heard a giggle from Geto and noticed the mischievous look he was giving me, but I ignored it. He knew about my questionable taste when it came to Halloween and that I loved being scared.

[...]

Nowadays, the catacombs were no longer used as much, but they were still a very well-preserved part of the city. We entered the small chapel that gave access to the catacombs' staircase; it was decorated with typical Halloween stuff: bats, spider webs, candles with fake blood and several balloons scattered around, as well as a lot of smoke. Some people danced, even though the music was muffled, and others grabbed each other on some benches. I don't know if it's a sin – it probably is – but it certainly must be morally wrong. I smiled at some acquaintances on the way to the innermost part of the chapel.

“What does it mean?” I asked Geto, pointing to a sign on the portal leading to the stairs.

“Descensus Averno Facilis Est.” he whispered in my ear “The descent into hell is easy”

“Oh, how macabre," I laughed, a little more inwardly than outwardly because of the alcohol I'd drunk earlier.

“And you don't like it one bit, do you?" He squeezed my waist and I shrugged with a sleepy little smile.

The staircase was narrow and spiral-shaped, made of old and dusty stone, just like the catacombs. Geto released his grip on me as we went down the stairs, since we couldn't fit side by side. Gojo went ahead of me, making me stand between the two of them. The air was freezing down there and it would have been pitch black if it hadn't been for the black light there, highlighting the neon dye on the walls: half-deformed skulls, more spider webs, bloody hands and blood splatters shone through. There were also some wooden signs and arrows pointing the way.

“Ok so, this way you'd better go in groups of three” Itadori began “The hallways are narrow and if this fucking thing collapses on someone” he waved his hands: fuck.

Yuuji continued talking, but I confess I didn't pay much attention, busy trying to get a view of the hallway to my right.

“We'll go this way, then” I felt Gojo's arm wrap around my waist and pull me in where I was looking, with Geto on our heels. I said goodbye to the rest of the guys, blowing them a kiss and waving goodbye with my hand, laughing silly.

That hallway was too narrow, leaving Gojo and me very close, his body all over mine, so I guessed that they were fake walls. Above our heads, neon arrows guided the way and fake spider webs stuck to my arms and legs. The catacombs obviously reeked of death, making me nauseous with all those flashing lights, and the drink I'd had earlier didn't help.

“Now comes the interesting part” Gojo whispered in my ear, his warm breath hitting my throat “Playtime has begun.”

I let out a weak laugh: "What are you talking about, Satoru?”

“Well, I'm going to count to three, and then you're going to start running” he said slowly “Do you understand?”

“Are we playing tag now, Satoru?” I felt him nod and I laughed, with a cold feeling in my stomach.

I felt him slap my ass twice, muttering "Go, go!" and stopping to give me space. I laughed and nodded before starting to run, glancing back once to catch just a glimpse of his silhouette. I had no firmness in my steps as I ran, an uneven, dusty floor didn't go very well with heels. The hallway was long and I was beginning to feel breathless and nauseous. I stopped to breathe, my lungs burning inside my chest; I took a deep breath, calming my breathing to try and hear something. I concentrated on the sound of my surroundings: the muffled melody of Chill Bill - Rob $tone playing above the ground, and the heavy sound of approaching footsteps. I started running again, trying not to slacken my breathing so as not to tire too quickly.

I turned a corner and ran into a wall, my nose hurting a little from the impact and not enough, a zombie doll suddenly came out of the wall to my left, making that typical monster noise. I screamed and my throat burned. After the adrenaline rush wore off, I laughed at myself for having been startled by it, since looking at the doll in a better light, it seemed kind of funny and clumsy. I turned around and headed back down the hallway I'd come from at the start and continued for about two minutes when I found myself at a fork in the hallway. I looked from side to side, not knowing exactly which way to go, but I went left anyway. I almost tripped over a rock there, lost my balance and staggered a little, hitting a wall. A wall that held my waist firmly. I gasped in fright and looked up, only to have a white ghost mask staring straight at me. My God, I think I've wet myself.

“Got you," Geto said, his thick voice muffled by the mask.

“Thank God, then" I said a little sheepishly and he laughed.

I heard the sound of heavy footsteps behind me and turned my head to look.

“You dirty bitch, I thought you were going to go right!” Gojo exclaimed behind me with a hearty laugh and fit in perfectly with me.

“It's because I'm the favorite, Satoru” Geto said snobbishly, making fun of Gojo and I could be sure that he had a stupid little smile on his lips behind his mask.

“Nhenhenhe” Gojo threw a childish tantrum, picking on Suguru “You know what a safe word is, don't you, pretty girl?”he murmured against my throat, making me bite my lower lip, already having an idea of where it was all going and I nodded.

“All right, do you want to choose yours?” Geto asked, his thick hand tangling in the hair at the nape of my neck.

“Hum…” I thought “Halloween.” I replied with a broad smile.

“So let's get started" Gojo said.

[...]

Gojo had pushed me onto my knees for Suguru, while he kept a tight grip on my hair in a makeshift ponytail, Geto unbuttoned his jeans and pulled out his thick cock, which slapped against my cheek.

“You know what to do, don't you, love?” Gojo urged, pushing my head towards Suguru's member, if only we could get closer.

I licked the tip, feeling the bitter taste of pre-cum and went down the length, licking his balls in the process and Geto moaned hoarsely above me. It didn't take me long to take him in, my jaw aching at his size. I pulled in a breath through my nose and tried to relax before really getting down to business, but as it was Gojo who had the grip on my head, he pushed me forward and I choked on Suguru's cock, only to pull back completely. I instinctively spat on Geto's cock, making it wetter before sticking it in my mouth again, starting a blowjob. I looked up and, my god, my pussy clenched around nothing watching that scene. I may have somewhat distorted tastes, and that's fine, I can't deny getting horny at the idea of fucking ghostface; everyone has flaws, after all. Gojo forced his grip on me again, this time pulling and pushing my head several times, and I choked on each one, listening to his sadistic laughter as Suguru moaned. The brunette pulled my head back and I felt a little humiliated, kneeling on the floor with my mouth all drooling.

“I told you that little mouth was good for something, didn't I, Suguru?” Gojo said, looking down at me, pulling my lower lip, making me open my mouth, he gathered saliva in his mouth and spat it into mine, closing it and I swallowed. “Good girl” He patted my wet face twice.

Geto replaced Gojo's hand in my hair with his own, turning my face and forcing his cock into my mouth, which was very well accepted. Suguru didn't have the aggressive, euphoric grip like Gojo, letting me revel in his cock and enjoy it however I wanted.

I felt Gojo lift my skirt from behind, the fabric bunched around my waist and the cold wind whipped against my ass. Satoru slipped his finger into one of the little holes in my stocking and pulled, ripping it open. I moaned into Geto's cock in protest.

It was new! :(

“I'll buy you another one, babe” Gojo laughed as he spread my ass, hooking his thumbs in the curve that connected my ass and thighs.

He ran a finger against the fabric of my panties – and I was kind of thankful it was black, since the stain of my own arousal fluid wouldn't be visible there in the dark – and began a delicious massage of my clitoris. That only encouraged me to suck Geto's cock harder, intensifying the back and forth, before moving down to suck his balls, maintaining eye contact; even though it wasn't possible to see his eyes. I rolled over against Gojo when he pushed my panties aside and shoved two digits inside me and I heard him laugh. Fuck, I think the last thing I expected today was to be made a slut of by my best friends. Gojo's fingers were long and slender, reaching places that mine couldn’t.

“Satoru…” I moaned slyly, getting on all fours on the floor.

“Huh? What's wrong, pretty girl?” he asked, pressing down on my clit with his other hand and I moaned a little louder.

“I think she wants to cum, Satoru” Geto said, squatting down in front of me “Don't you, little one?”

I nodded frantically, my face very much against his ghost mask.

“Oh, what a shame!” Gojo pulled his hands away from me in a loud "ploc!" and a sudden urge to cry closed my throat; I looked a little sadly at Geto.

“You're going to make the girl cry, Satoru” Geto laughed and grabbed my cheeks with one hand, forming a peck on my lipstick-smudged lips.

I heard the clink of Gojo's belt falling to the floor and a movement as if he had pulled down his pants.

“She's really going to cry when I put my cock in her tight ass, that's for sure" he said with a sadistic laugh and I looked wide-eyed at Geto, who gave a muffled laugh.

“Satoru!” I spoke with difficulty, due to Suguru's grip on my face, when I felt Gojo brush his cock against my folds, lubricating it.

“I'll be gentle, my love, I promise.”

“Suguru…” I whimpered to Geto, since he was always the most protective.

“Do you want to say your word, princess? You can.” he said, and I felt Gojo's tip in my pussy and the pressure of a finger in my ass.

I pondered for a moment. I knew that if I said, they would stop right away, I was sure of it.

But did I want to stop?

I denied it with my head and Gojo thrust into me all at once, making me moan with his cock in my pussy and a finger making its way into my ass. He thrust slowly but hard, moaning hoarsely. He pulled out his entire member and thrust in again, making me moan. Gojo slipped another finger in, making scissor movements inside my hole to widen it.

It wasn't long before I was a mess between the two of them, moaning and whimpering. The unusual burning slowly starting to turn into pleasure. Satoru pulled out of me, leaving my ass and pussy throbbing with need and my clit aching with horniness.

“Come here, beautiful” Gojo had sat down on the floor and was patting his strong thigh, inviting me “Sugu wants to enjoy that pussy too.”

I crawled onto his lap and Gojo helped me sit down, holding my legs while Geto slid Satoru’s cock into my ass. Gojo's member was much thicker than his fingers, and despite the quick preparation and all the horniness, it still hurt a bit.

I leaned my head on his shoulder, my mouth open and gasping for breath. My legs trembled and I moaned when I felt Geto's tongue circle my swollen clit. He sucked hard on the little bud with a pop. He ran his tongue down my wet length, the tip of his muscle threatening to enter my canal. The pleasure at the front distracted me a little from the delicious pain I was feeling at the back, barely noticing when Gojo's cock was halfway in. It was a new and strange sensation, but it still felt good. Suguru sucked my clit hard three times and that was enough to make me cum. My legs trembled intensely and only didn't close because Geto held them. A hoarse moan came from my lips and Gojo's at the same time as I squeezed his cock inside me.

Geto slapped my thigh and came against my lips. His mask had long since been thrown away. He took my mouth in a wet and messy kiss, his tongue sucking mine greedily and I moaned against his mouth as Gojo sank his cock all the way in. Suguru broke the kiss with a snap, a thick thread of saliva connecting our lips. He lowered his gaze to where Gojo and I connected, taking his own cock and shoving it inside my pussy. Having both of them filling me up there was too much. Too much. I felt as full as if I was going to break, and when Geto started thrusting I thought I was on the verge of madness. Suguru's thrust into my pussy made me feel Gojo's cock getting deeper and deeper.

“You like having two dicks fucking you at the same time, don't you, slut?” Geto moaned and I whimpered, just nodding my head.

Gojo's strong chest vibrated against my back as he moaned. His hands pulled my crop top up and my bra down, my breasts bouncing as they were finally released, and it was only when Satoru grabbed my breasts that I realized how hard my nipples were. Gojo pinched one with his forefinger and thumb and pulled hard, the usual pain spreading across my chest as Suguru licked and nibbled the other. I whimpered louder and more hypersensitive, feeling that delicious pressure in my womb as Geto began to massage my clit with his thumb. I grabbed his wrist weakly with my hand when the urge to pee came over me, but who said I could ask him to stop? I squirted on Suguru's chest as he and Gojo hit very specific spots inside me.

“Oh my… fuck!” Gojo groaned and slapped the curve of my ass and I felt him cum inside me, his viscous liquid warming my insides more and more, as if that were possible. Geto came a few more times before cumming inside me too, prolonging my orgasm. All three of us were gasping for breath.

They both pulled their already soft cocks out of me, the thick white sperm leaking out too, but which they made sure to push back in. I wasn't much more than a crying, wet mess, with drool and tears running down my face and cum leaking from both holes. Gojo and Geto got up and tidied themselves up – Geto's blouse was almost completely soaked by my squirt, that would be difficult and embarrassing to explain. I tidied myself up as well as I could, putting my blouse back on and letting out a sad murmur when I saw my panties bubbling in a pile of dirt, completely impossible to put back on.

“Can you get up, pretty?” Geto asked me and I said no, my legs still too weak.

He lifted me off the ground and held me on his lap, snuggling me into his warmth: “I think we'd better go home.”

“Of course, she's almost asleep there” Gojo said at the same time as my eyelids closed heavily.

A Bad Idea | Geto Suguru x Y/N

Synopsis: Gojo Satoru’s younger sister has found herself in a compromising position with his best friend, Geto Suguru. 

Warnings/contains: plus sized reader, fem reader, she/her, drinking, cussing, mature content {cunnilingus, suguru dominate, teasing top, orgasm, oral sex: male receiving, swallowing cum like it’s a delicacy, kissing, biting, and moaning}

word count: 3.8K

a/n: The ending is... more or less abrupt, but I wanted a chance to possibly make a second part in the future because I have a lot planned for these two!

“Grow up.” His dark eyes avoided your general area as he stood before you. He wasn’t close enough to hear how fast your heart beat, but you could smell him. That wonderful, intoxicating, warm smell of his cologne. You shouldn’t be thinking about how delicious he smells though, you should be mad at him. 

“I thought our one rule was supposed to be good communication.” you start, but he interrupts with his melodic laugh. 

“You cannot be serious right now y/n.” Those eyes are now glaring at you. You wish you both weren’t headstrong because he looks so sexy right now with his silky raven hair combed over to one side of his head. He had a cream-colored shirt on that clung to his muscular form. He’d rolled up the long sleeves to expose his forearms and the intricate tattoo that curled up the length of his right arm. 

“You’re the one that allowed me to kiss you!” You exclaim, frustrated with the games he was trying to play. Suguru runs a hand down his face and steps closer to you, eyes narrowed. 

“You’re my best friend’s little sister. This cannot go on.” His proximity sends a shiver up your spine. You could do one of two things, bow your head and accept what he was telling you, or kiss him again. You bite your bottom lip, tempted by the latter option. 

“Toru doesn’t have to find out.” You knew your older brother would be weird about the two of you being intimate with each other. Satoru had always been protective of you, claiming he was the best big brother to ever walk the Earth. As his little sister, you couldn’t help but look up to your shining older brother. He was pretty great at times. After all, once he heard about the kids saying mean things about your weight to you on the playground he’d practically made dirt their favorite food. Suguru rolls his eyes in frustration and you can’t help but watch the tick of his jaw as he tries to decide what to do with you. 

“You know he’ll discover us eventually.” His eyes soften ever so slightly as they take in your face. You smirk up at the tall man in front of you. 

“So there’s an us now?” You give into the electric pull between you and his body. Reaching out a tentative hand to his bicep, you curl your fingers around the girth of his upper arm. You were hopeful Suguru would understand what this simple touch meant. 

You wanted him. Needed him. Ever since the two of you were younger and Satoru introduced his new friend to the unexpecting you. His hair was slightly shorter back then and greasy. He’d grown into himself over the years, learning how to take care of his hair, body, and responsibilities. 

“Y/n.” His sigh is long and it gives you a chance to move your hand up to his cheek. 

“Suguru.” Your voice is barely above a whisper. His eyes are tracking your expression, weary of what might happen if he looks away. 

“This is a bad idea.” He silently tries to sway you one last time to forget about him. How could you? Suguru Geto was so good at communicating with his eyes that you already knew what he wanted. Your hand slides down his jawline and you palm his sternum. 

“Aren’t all good ideas bad?” You swallow hard, unaware of the strain you were having on Suguru’s restraint. “Just one kiss,” You breathe, leaning up on the tips of your toes to level your lips with his. 

“You know it’s not going to be only one,” Suguru backs you against the kitchen counter. You gasp slightly as he plants an arm on either side of you against the granite. Before you can think of how your breath smells his plump lips are encasing yours. Your eyes roll closed and you allow your hands to run vigorously through his hair. A small moan escapes your lips as Suguru palms you under the oversized shirt you wore. He breaks from the kiss and bumps his forehead against yours. “Fuck, why’d you have to moan?” He hisses, eyes squeezed shut. You feel a pang of anxiety course through you. Did he not like that you moaned? Was it weird that you felt pleasure from the contact of his hand on your skin? 

“I'm sorry-” You start to say but he kisses you aggressively this time. Hunger seeps through his mouth. He moves from your lips down your jaw and to your neck. Your body melts under his touch. Suguru nips at the soft spot between your neck and shoulder. You let out a little yelp and turn to meet his gaze. 

“I swear you’re going to make me go crazy.” He rolls his lips under his teeth, waiting for you to respond to his confession. 

“I think you’d be a sexy mad hatter.” You tease. A grin pulls at the corner of his mouth. He smooches your neck, then trails kisses up to your nose. 

“You’re incredibly hard to say no to.” His dark hair runs like midnight waves messily around his face. 

“It’s a power I have to use with great responsibility.” You laugh, closing your eyes as you do so. When you open them back up his eyes are observing you again. It makes you squirm slightly, but not because you were uncomfortable. It was for another reason entirely, kissing was nice but you wanted to know how good Suguru was in bed. A devious query you wanted to be answered as soon as possible. Your ears perk up as a noise comes from the front door. Suguru’s eyes go wide and he scrambles away from you, moving toward the fridge. He opens it and pretends to look for something. You on the other hand busy yourself with scrolling through the first app you thought to open, which happened to be Webtoons. Satoru strolls through the door, a huge smile on his face. His silver hair is pushed back by his sunglasses on top of his thick head. 

“Well, look at that. You both are the exact people I wanted to see.” He hands his keys on his special hook and then starts toward us. Suguru gets a water bottle out of the fridge and hands it to me. You nod toward him signaling your thanks, but he doesn’t look my way. “I had a long day at work, come greet your brother.” He extends his arms. 

“Needy bastard.” You grumble, but you oblige to his request. He wraps his long arms around you with a tight squeeze. He kisses the top of your head and then holds you at arm's length. His head tilts as he studies you, then his brows furrow. 

“What’s this?” He questions, zeroing in on something to your side. 

“What?” You reply, twisting to figure out what he was referring to. Satoru holds you still and touches a spot on your lower neck. 

“Right here. It’s all red and blotchy.” His bright eyes flit to meet yours, concern and anger written all of over his face. You knew your brother was thinking of the worst. Surely a red splotch on your skin couldn’t be a bug bite, no that was too simple. 

“Probably a bug bite.” You laugh and go to cover the area with your hand but Toru is quicker than you. He feels it again and shakes his head. 

“There’s no bump.” His eyes narrow and he holds your hand away from your neck. “Did you have a boy over while I was gone?” He interrogates. You push your older brother away with an annoyed sigh. 

“No.” You dismiss. “Maybe I’m getting a rash from your stupidity.” Satoru sighs and finally leans his long body against the counter. He pinches the bridge of his nose and then drags that hand down to his jaw. 

“Sorry sis, I just didn’t want a repeat of Stuart.” He sighs again and Suguru basically chokes on his next breath.

“Who’s Stuart?” He quizzes through stifled laughs. You glare at him but he ignores you. Your older brother rolls his eyes and gestures to you. 

“Some dude that somehow had sex with y/n.” He replies, a sneer appearing on his lips. Suguru stops laughing and finally looks at you since Satoru had arrived. His eyes are searching your body like there are going to be remnants of Stuart there. “Anyway Geto do you want to head over to the bar? Daddy’s thirsty.” Satoru pushes off the counter and goes back toward the door, grabbing his keys. 

“I really hate when you call yourself that.” Suguru groans and goes to follow him, removing his eyes from you. 

“Well y/n we’ll be back when I’m nice and drunk. I need to fuckin’ forget about today.” He shows you a huge grin and lifts a hand to wave, his key ring around his pointer finger. You narrow your eyes at your older brother.

“You just got home though,” You start walking toward him. Satoru had been drinking a lot lately, and you were worried. If he continued like this it was going to turn into a serious problem. “Why don’t we watch a movie?” You try to convince him to stay. Satoru closes the distance between you and wraps his arms around you in a brisk movement. 

“I’m going to be alright y/n, besides I’ve got this hunk to protect me.” He jerks a thumb over his shoulder at Suguru, who looks up from putting his jacket on. 

“Yeah no, if anything I’m leaving your gangly ass behind.” Suguru winks at you and a flush rises through your body, surrounding your cheeks in a rosy hue. Satoru dismisses what his best friend had said and kisses your forehead again. 

“I’m sorry we’re leaving you alone, but just think of it this way, at least you might get another video of me trying to twerk to Mary Had a Little Lamb.” Satoru ruffles your hair with that signature smile of his, then turns to leave. Once he’s through the door Suguru lingers for a moment. You can tell he wants to say something about what happened before but is afraid Satoru will walk through the door again. Oh, what the fuck, you couldn’t resist teasing him. You lean against the wall and twist your hair around a finger. 

“Hurry back, I’ll be waiting in my room for you.” You move forward the slightest bit, enough so that your nose would be filled with his scent. “I like the idea of you in between my legs.” You turn to leave but Suguru catches your wrist and pulls you into him. He leans down to your ear, his hair tickling your nose, but it smelt like rain and wood. 

“We’ll flip a coin to see which head goes first.” He then lowers his mouth to the spot he left on you earlier and licks it slowly. “I’m going to fuck you until the sun kisses your skin.” His eyes lift to meet yours and your breath gets stuck in your throat. You could feel the electric pull of want, need, and pressure in your body. You try to lean forward to kiss him, but he pulls back. “Ah ah ah, not now princess, I want you to be yearning for me to satisfy you when I get back.” He smirks at the look on your face and then turns to leave. “See ya y/n! Thanks for helping me find my phone!” He lifts a hand in a small wave. Satoru sits in his car, drumming against the steering wheel to a song. You finally let out a shaky breath and shut the door behind them. You press your hot skin against the cool of the door. Holy shit. Did that really just happen? Were you about to have sex with Suguru Geto when he gets back from drinking with his best friend, your older brother? Your pussy practically throbs with excitement. You’re sure if it had the power to speed up time, that’s what it would be doing. 

Suguru was no Stuart, he was probably bigger, more experienced, just an overwhelming presence. You pull your lips under your teeth and glance at the clock. How do you even get ready for something like this? Shower, shave, and busy yourself to make the time go by faster. 

3 hours had passed since the two of them had left. You’d been laying in your bed reading some wholesome comic for the majority of that time. Your shower had felt magnificent and you wore a nice pastel pink bralette and a black thong. Was it overkill since they’d be on the floor soon? Yes, but you wanted him to know you were serious enough to try for him. You had put on the same oversized shirt you wore earlier and snuggled into bed. You’re about to call it a night, considering it was almost 1 in the morning, but that's when your door swings open. Suguru stands panting in the doorway, assessing you covered up and on your phone. 

“Where’s my brother?” Is the first thing you think of to say. Suguru smirks and tilts his head at you. 

“Left em’ at the bar.” He reports, the teasing smirk still on his lips. You roll your eyes and he stumbles into your room, closing the door with his foot. “He’s downstairs on the couch. I’d rather not wear myself out trying to drag his ass up to his room. Also doubles as you being able to be as loud as you want.” He’s still closing the distance between the two of you and you can feel the anxiety start to creep up your spine. Shit, this was happening. 

“Well, where is the coin?” You ask, trying to prolong this moment so you could mentally prepare yourself. Suguru stuffs his hand in his back pocket and produces a silver coin. He flips it and time seemingly slows down as it lands back in his hand. You watch closely as he turns the coin over on his other hand. Still covering it he looks up at you. 

“Heads or tails?” He grins. You look away from him, nervous for the first time in a while. Stuart never made you feel electrified when you both were about to have sex. Suguru on the other hand had this presence that made you want all of him. 

“Heads, you eat me out.” You hear yourself say, eyes locking on his. He lowers his hand to show you what the coin had landed on. A small gasp escapes your lips as the head of some president stares back at you. 

“Fine dining it is.”  Suguru tosses the coin on your nightstand and grabs the end of your blanket, flinging it to the side. You yelp as the cold air stings your warm thighs. He gets on his knees and ties his hair back in a bun. He then taps the edge of the bed, beckoning you to come to him. You scoot over to him, positioning yourself neatly in front of him. He smiles up at you, his eyes glinting with some sort of emotion you can’t quite decipher. “Are you okay with this?” Lazily dragging a finger up and down your inner thigh. You suck in a breath and nod. Suguru bites his bottom lip and places both of his hands on your knees. He pushes them apart slowly, taking in the black thong you had on. A smirk plays with his lips as he meets your gaze again. “Did you put on these for me?” He playfully asks. You press your lips together and avoid eye contact. “You’re adorable, princess.” He spreads you apart more and you're suddenly looking back at the beautiful man in between your legs. 

“I-I’m nervous.” You admit, shying away from his scrutinizing gaze. He leaves a light trail of kisses on your thigh. 

“Don’t be, just focus on the pleasure.” He mumbles against your reddening thigh. That’s when he grabs hold of the hem of your thong and pulls them off you. He tosses them over his shoulder, eyes trained on your exposed pussy. He groans low in his throat. “Fuck, y/n, you’re so fucking stunning.” He wraps his arms around your thighs, pulling you closer to him. He roughly kisses your thigh and frees a hand to reach your throbbing entrance. He glances up at you through his lashes and then pushes a finger into you. A light moan comes from your lips and you can tell Suguru likes the sound of your little moans because another finger is already inside you. You start to squirm with pleasure as he pumps them in and out of you. 

“Ah, fuck, right there.” You cry out, enjoying the way his lips kiss your thighs and his fingers feel your insides. A budding pressure builds in your lower abdomen, threatening to explode any second. Suguru seems entranced by the way your cunt gobbles up his fingers. You start to tremble and reach out a shaky hand to grab onto his wrist. “Please, I want your tongue inside me.” You rasp, eyes rolling back in your head. He smirks against your thigh and wiggles his fingers around. 

“You’re so needy for my tongue.” He teases but removes his fingers slowly. “Tell me what you want y/n.” You let go of his wrist and try to catch your breath. 

“I want to c-cum on your face.” You manage to stutter out. Suguru licks his lips with a low grunt. He takes a deep breath in. 

“Glad to know we’re on the same page.” Then he dips his head in between your legs, angling his head so his tongue can sweep across your needy clit. You shudder at the contact of your already sensitive pussy. He places his lips firmly around your clit and starts to suck, sloshing his spit and your juices around. You start to grind against his face, yearning for the sweet release. He hums with you in his mouth. Your fingers tangle in his hair, pulling him into you as his tongue fucks you. You start to quiver against him. 

“Oh! I’m going to cum! Suguru!” You moan out his name as your stomach twists in knots. A splintering orgasm pushes you to keep Suguru’s head right where he is. He obliges by lapping up your juices. Once you feel the fire start to subside you release his head. You let out a breathy moan as Suguru licks you off his face. 

“You taste like honey.” He grins. You stare at his angled face, taking in the scene of him with your juices on his lips. You sit up a bit more and glance down at his crotch. He’s pressed against his pants, straining the fabric. He notices me peering at him and shifts himself. “Jeez, now you’re making me nervous.” You place both hands on his shoulders and push up to a standing position. 

“Get up, it’s your turn.” You move out of the way so he has room to take the spot where you just were. 

“Y-y/n you really don’t have to do-”

“Now.”

“Jeez okay.”

Suguru stands and pulls at the hem of his pants. He steps out of both his pants and boxers and you watch as his erection springs forth, nearly hitting him in the abdomen. He places himself on the edge of the bed and you hear a deep intake of breath from him. 

“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.” You coo. He rolls his eyes and braces himself against the edge of the bed. His hair is a mess after you mangled it, but for once your eyes are more inclined to look at his hard cock. It’s bigger than you expected, probably around 8 or so inches. You're not sure if you’ll be able to take the whole thing in your mouth, but you’d try your hardest for Suguru. 

“Come on, wrap those pretty lips around me.” Suguru coaxes in that deep voice of his. You look at him as you sink to your knees in front of him. You wrap your fingers around him and rub the head with the pad of your thumb. He shudders and you like the way a deep grumble comes from within him. You bring your lips to the head and place a gentle kiss there. “Fuck.” Suguru hisses. Then you take his cock in your mouth, hollowing your cheeks and bobbing your head slowly at first. Suguru moans and hisses about how great you’re doing. You can feel his cock twitching in your mouth and you swirl your tongue around him. Suguru’s hand then grabs your head, pushing you down on his cock. You choke at the sudden clog of him in your throat. You try your best to continue, but he’s now hitting the back of your throat, making it hard to focus. You squeeze your eyes shut as tears form in your eyes. “Right there y/n, fuck me.” You were trying to, but Suguru was filling your mouth. You look at him through your lashes, watching him hand his head back with breathy pants of pleasure. He looked majestic even as he used your throat to get off. 

The cum is hot on your tongue as he spills into your mouth. A shudder ran through him, his hand clenching your hair. His cock slips out of your mouth, trailing a little bit of semen down your chin. He yanks your head back and a hungry look encases him. 

“Swallow it.” He demands. He didn’t have to tell you twice, you had planned to anyway. You were his little whore and he tasted almost as delicious as he smelt. Suguru’s chest rises and falls with quick breaths as he watches you lick the cum on your chin. 

“Yummy.” You hum, maintaining eye contact with him. He’s still holding your head back and he seems to realize he could be hurting you so he gives you some slack. Though, not too much, it’s obvious he likes to be in charge. “Kiss me Suguru.” You pant. He watches you with those careful eyes of his. 

“Beg me.” He hisses. You nearly melt into his demand. God, he was so fucking sexy when he told you to beg. 

“Please Suguru, I need you to kiss me.” That’s all it takes for him to crash his lips against yours. Your lips are swollen from sucking him off, but you love the slight sting as he slides off the bed to join you on the ground. He nips at your soft jaw and grinds against you. 

“Fuck, you’re so sexy.” He growls, hand still caught in your hair. “I can’t wait to fuck you y/n.” He’s about to move forward with this wonderful moment but you both hear footsteps outside your door. You feel a cold chill of fear surround you. You look back at Suguru, his eyes are trained on you. “He’s probably moving to his bed.” He whispers. 

Well, you sure fucking hoped so or this was going to be one of those bad ideas.