I haven't drawn in so long that my gojo sketch looks like this
It's giving...
Just put them together and....
—In which, you leave the bed at ungodly hours without telling them, only for them to find out you're at WaffleHouse. JJK various: Gojo, Suguru, Choso, Toji, Nanami, Sukuna
A/n: My first time doing a various, lmk if you like it <3. And also, I'm starting a tag list for Smau's or like my reg imagines n shit. lmk if you'd like to be added.
Gojo who fucks you in outrageous positions just to be petty.
(This is short as shit)
“O-oh fuck—“ Your nails dragged down his back. Your muscles aching but the pleasure was just too good.
“You can take it-, fuck, don’t run from it.” He had that annoyingly sexy grin on his face. Knowing damn well there was no possible way you could run from his cock.
He had you pressed against the wall, leg straight up, and ankle by his head, while you balanced on one foot and leaned against the wall. He’d called it the ‘lustful leg’.
Gojo had an arm wrapped around your thigh, and the other on your hip as he slammed in and out of you. This position, thank god for your flexibility, had him going so much deeper. Way too deep at first because you swore he was in your guts.
And that wasn’t just the only position. Because immediately after this bastard busts a load inside you, he is hoisting you up. The back of your thighs are flush against his chest, and his hands have a bruising grip on your ass as he once again bullies his cock inside you.
This wasn’t just sex. No this was a fucking work out. Suicides runs couldn’t wear you out as much as these damn positions.
“So, what if we try the ‘socket’?” Gojo looked at you with an eager grin but you just flipped him off.
Your body ached but at the same time felt so damn good. You finally let it melt into the mattress with a groan as your spine decompressed.
“What book did you buy?” You pulled your face out of the pillow and glared at him.
“…the Kama Sutra-“
“I’m burning that book.”
“Baby nooo!”