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Scars & Lovin’
JJK CHAPTER 236 SPOILERS
Hello! Second post. I’d like to clarify that this has smut— although very intimate, I’d like to state the mature content. Obviously, JJK manga spoilers.
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It happened before you knew it.
Satoru shut himself off even after his victorious battle with the infamous King of Curses.
His body was indented with new scars and his eyes bore a new shade of blue. The twinkle in his eye had faded. The ambitious fire that once drove him to new heights left him with an everlasting numbness.
Satoru Gojo felt lost in the body that he once treasured like a temple.
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It was like any other night. The dark night casted a cool shade on your shared home with Satoru.
He deemed it necessary to finally retire from the sorcery workload after almost meeting death.
His wish was granted.
You and Satoru moved into a small home. The greenery brought peace and quiet to you both. A stark contrast between your shared sorcery occupations.
Despite being together, Satoru distanced himself. From you and any reflective object. The thought of being face-to-face with his new reflection brought dread.
He was awoken by another nightmare that led him to the room’s window. The sudden emptiness on the bed woke you up and had you searching for him.
As you sat up with sleepy eyes and bed head— he was staring off into the dark starry sky.
You were worried.
He’s been spacing off into the distance for weeks.
Today felt like enough.
Your tired body walked over to him, gently reaching for his hand.
He had a bad habit of dodging your touch now.
It was not fair for your soft hands to be able to touch his ruined skin, he thought.
But you knew better. He was the love of your life. The man who welcomed you with a strange yet attractive personality that brought you to new highs.
No one could replace him. Because he was Satoru. Your Satoru.
When he felt your fingers on his, he turned to look at you with a sad smile.
“Sorry.. did I wake you up?” he softly asked.
“No.. just missed you.”
“Mmh.. I’m right here” he says while looking back towards the window.
“No.. you’re not.”
He’s a little surprised by your response. It causes him to slightly widen his eyes and look back at you.
“I’m standing h—“
You sigh. What a stupid man, you think to yourself.
“—No, you’re not. You’re here but not right here. I miss you, Satoru.”
Your eyes look into his with a slight twinkle. He didn’t know if it was the moon doing you justice or the slight desperation you had.
“You’re here, but you’re not talking to me. You’re not kissing me. I know you’re not enjoying our time.”
“Baby.. I am-“
“No.. stop. Listen to me. I know you’re doing this out of guilt because you said you promised you’d come back to me.”
He sighs. He hears your frustration.
“I did say that.. but I kept it because I wanted to.”
His fingers reach out for you, gently cupping your cheek like a delicate object.
“I did it because I knew you were who I wanted to be with— even after all this.”
“Well.. why are you so close yet so far? Am I doing something wrong?”
“No.. no-no..” he says, “— I just.. can’t seem to fathom you still being here.”
“Why wouldn’t I?”
“..Because I look like this. I’m not the man I was before.” he mutters while looking away, slowly beginning to drop his hand off of you.
By recognizing his push-back behavior, your hand slapped his hand back into your cheek.
“What? Babe— what? No— wait—“
Your eyes widen at his revelation and had you searching his face for any smirk or slight expression.
There was none.
“Satoru— no.. no.. I love you. I would never leave you. You’re not any different from the man I learned to love. Other than the fact you’re pushing me away. And I hate it.”
Your other hand cupped his cheek.
His sad eyes were looking towards you— not at you.
He has felt lost for the past couple weeks. There were no more motives to continue. He only had you— and by being a different man— he felt like a different lover.
“You know I love you, right? That your hard work didn’t go for shit. You did it for your students. You did it for you. You did it for me. You did it for us.”
He nods.
“Then what’s wrong..? Talk to me.”
“Nobody needs me anymore.. I’m different and everyone knows it” he softly says.
“You’re not different” you retaliated, “everything changed but you. Everyone is working without the reminder of Sukuna.”
“I’m not worthy of your love” he states.
Wow, what a stupid man, you think again.
“Why not? I think you’re worthy of all my love because you’re the one who started sharing yours with me. And I told you way before all of this that I didn’t want it. I didn’t need it. Especially from a stupid man like you. But now, when I’m finally giving it back— you want to be even stupider by denying it? Who do you think you are?”
Your bitter words make him stay quiet, silently staring into you, gently pushing your hand off of his face.
“Do you know who you are, Satoru?” you pressed.
He stays quiet because he’s in-between saying “Satoru Gojo” and “Your husband.”
“You are my husband, whether you remember or not. You’re saying you came back and stayed because you wanted to, but you’re acting as if I had the plague. Do you not love me the way you did before because everyone changed?”
“..No.”
“Then? I still need you.”
Satoru’s breath catches in his throat before he even gets the chance to say anything.
That was all he needed.
He needed your rough love and reassurance. Your desire for him— despite looking different— was very much the same. You made him find a new ambition to strive for.
And then, his lips crash down into yours. Not so gently like before. The pale haired man wanted to show you that he still needed you— just as much as you needed him.
Despite knowing your past failed attempts of trying to touch him, Satoru let your hands roam. Every press of your fingertips left new tingles.
It’s been so long, he thinks to himself.
It’s been so long since you both had passion like this.
It didn’t take long for Satoru to follow your lead and push back your hair, easing you into the kiss and his almost overwhelming height.
Your mutual sighs and moans linger in between the kiss, making your intentions clear.
Satoru quickly begins to guide you towards the already cold bed. Before he dropped you, his hands were already occupied on pulling off your bed garments. His warm hands easily slipped off your shorts and took a short trip towards the over-sized shirt you so dearly loved to sleep in.
You were left in comfy underwear, the cotton kind that say some cringe quote on the back.
He pays no mind and begins to kiss your bare neck.
His warm mouth was kept occupied while your ass was being squished.
No time was wasted when he felt your hands sneak under his shirt, he gasped and instinctively gripped your wrist.
“—Satoru?”
“Sorry.. just—“
“No.. it’s fine, we don’t have to.”
“No..” he says, “I want it..”
Satoru’s determination was overriding his self-consciousness. It led his lips back onto yours, fingers slipping under your panties and dragging them down as your hands resumed their searching.
As soon as your underwear reached your thighs, he lifts his arms— aiding your desire to undress him. His pale skin was once a canvas to a long scar, but was now peppered with even more scars, big and small. He was conscious of your gaze but in a different light now. It wasn’t in dread— but admiration and love.
He quickly pulled his sweatpants off and pushed you onto the mattress. Instantly nudging your thighs apart to make room. Your body was basically putty. Your legs spread for him, your arms reached out for him, and your eyes were half-lidded, watching his every move.
Obviously, everything was noticed by him. Both of your bodies were tuned for each other. He trapped your hands with his, interlocking your fingers and pushing them onto the mattress on both sides of your head. Satoru’s slutty mouth was back on yours when you gasp at his clothed member rubbing against you. Slow and steady, tantalizing your body, and mocking your desire that portrayed itself with every hair of yours to stand up.
“Mmph— ‘Toru..”
Oh. That was all he ever wanted.
His right hand quickly let go of yours, reaching down to free himself of the pesky boxers you had bought him for his birthday a year prior.
“Fuck.. just wanna..”
“—Just wanna love you, ‘Toru..”
“Yeah.. yeah, okay— I wanna love you too.”
His lips reach yours to give a small peck before he pulls back to get a better view.
Your hair was splayed on the bed covers as Satoru’s hand pumped his cock. He wasn’t sure how he let himself get this far from you. You were there but he seemed so lost.
His mind was going crazy while stroking himself, small moans were being spilled as your eyes searched his scarred face.
Your hands reach out for him and he quickly pulls himself back to reality. The man lowers himself down to you again. Kissing you as if you’ve been gone for war. Which you were. The war in his mind almost brought you to make assumptions.
Right as your hands reached his waist his moans become whines.
“Satoru..? Sorry..”
“No.. it feels good..”
“You’re even more sensitive now.”
He softly hums before pulling back to look at you. His hand grabs his cock and gently rubs himself on you. Spreading your slick across and making you shiver at your own hyperactivity.
“S’wet for me.. it’s been long.”
You begin to softly pant and stare up at him. Your mouth wides as he slowly pushes in. The plush pink tip of his was reshaping you. Just how you liked it. He was warm and hard, yet gentle. There was no doubt you’d be able to do anything tomorrow.
His half-lidded eyes were watching your face. How your eyes glitched and those pearly whites he so dearly loved were flexed at every moan you let out.
“F- Fuck.. ‘Toru..”
Those soft whines of yours left no room for those thrusts of his that let an inch sneak in every time.
His hands gripped your under thighs as they met his hips every time he pushed in.
You swore you were on cloud 10.
His emotional absence left a void that you didn’t know how to seal.
Satoru’s personality was something that irked you when you first met. But, you learned to love it. You depended on it. He was your anchor and you were his catalyst. No one could love you like Satoru.
Your thighs began to squirm and your hands gripped onto the bed covers— anything you could reach at this point.
“A- Augh.. oh.. oh my god..” you whisper.
Satoru was too caught up in the moment, pushing into you with his innocently big cock.
He swore he could come at any second. His cock was ready to snap from how hard he was. But your gummy walls were aiding him.
His pace was still slow. Slow enough for him to reach down and kiss you, shutting you up and filling you up in the best way possible.
When he leaned down, you swore he touched your cervix. It made you jump and gasp.
Of course, Satoru felt it and began to move faster because it wasn’t just your cervix he was touching, it was also that sensitive and rough spot that loved being rubbed.
Your moans grew high pitched in his mouth as your hands gripped onto his hair.
“Mm—ah!! Satoru.. Satoru..”
It was silly to think he’d let you run right after he found your favorite place.
He pulled back from the kiss and looked at your swollen lips. Both of your lips. One was moaning while the other squelched his cock. Sinfully so.
“Baby.. takin’ it s’good..”
“..’Toru.. oh, ‘Toru”
Your hands moved to grip his biceps. He let go of your left thigh to begin rubbing your swollen clit. It was electric. Your body jolted as he softly sighed.
“So sexy.. god..” he muttered under his breath
After a few strokes you swore your limbs were getting tighter. Satoru felt you tense and continued his rubbing, effectively making you tighter around his cock.
“S- Satoru..”
“Yeah.. I know..”
You were coming.
Your breath caught in your throat before you squeaked
“I’mcomingI’mcomingI’mcomingggg..”
Your pussy clenched around him and Satoru moaned. His hips slowed down and watched you. Your eyes squeezed closed and head rocked back. It wasn’t long before Satoru resumed his thrusts and aided your orgasm.
“A- Augh.. ‘Toru..”
He leaned down and kissed you.
After making out with you, he pulls out and comes on your clit. He rubs around you and moans at the sight.
You breathlessly look up at him. You swore his eyes twinkled.
Whether it was with mischief or just the moonlight landing on his irises— you weren’t so sure. But you knew your Satoru was back with you.
Despite everything changing because of him, he was your Satoru to love and keep.
Like a locket that stayed beside your heart.
Except with way more scars to kiss and love.
oh my god idk how to post on here ;-;
this is a new way for me to make short satoru content
my user on ao3 is kenjakuoff, i hope to make more content! 🤓🤓🤓
he never shuts up. you figured that the day your limbs are all intertwined he’d shut up. but oh you were so wrong. the room’s bitter cold air made your already sensitive body shiver as satoru slowly pushed into you. his hands were gripping the underside of your thighs, moving them away so his eyes had a clear view of your pussy swallowing him for the first time.
“oh.. oh my god..” he said, his eyes looked higher and found you looking back at him with heavy lidded eyes and soft moans slipping from your lips that were puffy from that long make out session a few minutes prior. there was no room so he spread your legs a little wider to make himself slide in-between and kiss your jaw.
satoru had begun to push deeper into your wet and velvety walls that he had had so many wet dreams about. he was a prideful and sensitive man who didn’t know his limits. despite being the strongest, he had never treaded these lands. your wet cunt was making lewd sounds as he bottomed out.
“‘m gonna cum.. oh my god.. you feel so good, baby..”
this whole ordeal felt heavenly and random.. your boyfriend had just stuffed you of his cock and he was already on the verge of cumming.. his sweet name calling and confessions made your head spin.
“baby.. i love you.. baby..? you’re so wet..”
the commentary was even better.. his verging cock was making you dumb and warm. the moans that begun at his entry were nonstop after. he let go of your thighs by now and let his hands roam before settling around the indents of your hands. your mingling fingers dug into him, leaving crescent indents on his knuckles every time he pushed his cock in.
“s.. satoru..” you utter with the very few puffs of air your have
“shh.. i’m gonna cum if you don’t stop, baby..”
jeez.. you can’t even say anything before he’s already threatening you.
They make me sob
geto smiling around gojo🫶
I saw a movie
Can you please do a fic about how jjk boys (Yuji , Yuta, Megumi, inumaki?) would sneak you into their dorms at night? I feel like the school would lowk do a head count and they would each have different ways of getting away with it (and then doing the boombayah ofc ☺️😝)
LOVE YOU AND PLEASE/THANK YOU LOVE YOUR WRITING ❤️❤️❤️
IM SO SORRY FOR WRITING THIS SO LATE I WAS SICK OMG SRYYY thanks for being patient! (and if you weren't thats totally okay i understand pookie)
btw if this is wrong and you want it re done u could just do another request!
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Master list's
⯌Sum
JJK boys sneakin around with you? Yup
⯌ Wc
Megumi Fushiguro 0.5k, Yuji Itadori 1.1k , Yuta Okkostu ,
(Not proof read)
⯌ Warnings
Eating it from the back, Megumi snitched in Yuji's because Yuji embarrassed him 😭, some ass eating, p in v, unprotected, semi public, Language, Teasing, Edging, Breeding Kink, Squirting, Aftercare & Cuddling, Oral (F!Receiving), Rimming, cum play?
⯌ The men
Yuji, Yuta, Megumi and Toge (AGED UP)
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Yuji Itadori (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*.✧
Yuji's not one to hide or run or lie.
But late at night when his pretty girl sent a video of her dripping pussy rubbing her sweet little clit that he so badly wants his tongue on, he obviously gets horny too.
That's a big problem considering Gojo does head counts in the morning at the beginning of class, it's gonna be hard if he wants to fuck you all night long and have to get up in the morning.
Gojo will 100% put two and two together and realize where you both are and what you're specifically doing. He would tease you both to no end and probably tell everyone which would be painful for the both of you.
But what would be more painful is you and him not being able to have sex. To make love. He enjoys to admit he's down bad for you. That just makes you love him even more.
He's usually a jolly texter doing cute little emojis or calling you pookie or doing all caps. So the text that he just sent, you knew you were in trouble. Especially for sending the nudes, teasing him.
"Don't fucking touch your self."
You groan and move your hand away from your pussy and then you hear a phone ring. You picked it up and it was Yuji. His demeanour was completely different, like he was perfectly normal and not having a raging boner.
"Hey baby! You listen to the text? I wanted you to stay on the call so if I hear any sounds."
You know exactly what he means. He wants to make sure you're not touching yourself. "Yuji I wanna touch myself. And Gojo's 100% not gonna let you come over. He thinks I'm gonna get knocked up or something."
Even though Yuji actually wants to knock you up (he would never tell you) but he reassures you that he could get around Gojo.
"Gojo Sensei doesn't have to know. He's smart but not that smart. I remembered the time he goes home. Three hours for me to run to your dorm, and make sure someone covers for me."
You're surprised with Yuji going all nerdy on you. Unfortunately that just turns you on more so you let out a small "mhm" and he hangs up. He knows he can trust you especially with the fact that he can check if you're more wet. He can really just tell.
Eventually Gojo left dramatically as usual. So it's obvious when he leaves. So the plan goes to action. He practically runs to Megumi's dorm and bangs on it.
Megumi opens the door and spits out an angered, "What?!" After he told Megumi the plan and why the plan was happening, even though his stoic nature he let out a teasing grin.
"Megumi- buddy- just please. If you ever got pussy you'd understand." Yuji said fully serious. Megumi's grin instantly faded into a scowl. He got instantly quiet and nodded. He totally struck a nerve.
He ran out of Megumi's door and ran to your dorm and practically jumped on you. He ran you to his door for more privacy since it was more of private secluded area in Jujustu high. Only other dorm there was Megumi's.
As soon as he opened the door and kicked closed his soft warm, plump lips instantly pressed against yours made you feel shivers go up your body and your panties get wet.
He pulls back holding your ass, his breath hot against your face. His lips hover over your swollen lips from the strong kiss. His face is so close to yours, you could feel his lips brushing against yours. His pupils blown with lust.
The whole intimacy of the situation made both of you so excited and horny. The perfect combination.
He continues to massage your ass his favourite thing in the world. "Get on your stomach on the bed and put your ass in the air." Of course, doggy.
This man loves everything about you including the way your ass shakes when his hips smack right into your ass. It makes him cum so fast.
You take off your clothes and he sees your soft skin that he so badly wants to slobber like a dog all over. He went behind you and kissed down your sweaty spine.
He held your ass and forced you into a deeper arch so he could see your pussy. He dove in like it was the last meal he could ever get.
He moaned pathetically while tongue fucking you like it was the most delicious thing he has ever tasted. (it was)
He sucked on your clit but something came to mind... he couldn't leave that pretty ass alone could he? So of course he slapped your ass, his fingers spread your cheeks, he stuck his tongue your asshole's rim and circled it before going back to your clit and doing the same.
You moaned and tried to squirm from your boyfriends loud slurping and long generous licks on your pussy. It was everything to his moans, to the way he was holding you still. It just made the atmosphere so hot.
You squirted on his tongue and he drank it up instantly. He kissed back up your spine keeping you in the same position. But this time his cock was prodding at your sensitive hole making you jolt.
He slammed in instantly hitting your sweetspot he memorized. You scream out. Megumi next door definitely heard that. But you were instantly cock drunk to give a shit.
He snaked a hand around your waist and rubbed quick circles on your clit as fast as his thrusts. You screamed out and squirted. You squeezed so tight he couldn't move. He came instantly.
Megumi was in the other blasting music in his headphones trying to ignore the horrifying sounds coming out of the other room.
Yuji wiped your cum covered legs and gently pulled you on his lap. He held you so close whispering sweet nothings into your ear and how you feel so good you feel around him and, such a good girl for me.
You instantly fell asleep, he fell asleep right after making sure you were comfortable.
You both slept through the alarm comfortably, while Megumi, both of your saviours to get through years of embarrassment was not going to obey your request.
He needed to get you back for the insult and the sleepless night. He had too.
He automatically told Gojo and he ran down the hall and as smug as he is, he opened the door to see you both passed out naked wrapped in blankets to hide your genitals.
Yeah, Gojo's having a hoot out of this one.
Megumi Fushiguro ಠ︵ಠ
Megumi fucking hates PDA. It's gross, and nasty. But you love it of course, always clinging to him, kissing his cheeks in public. Sure he loves it and loves you and it's just embarrassing.
So today when you kept kissing his cheeks, sucking his neck, it just made him pissed.
"Tonight I'm going to your dorm. Don't close your windows, I'll use my nue, don't try to run. If you want embarrassment, you'll get it."
That was the most forward he's ever been in public, actually that's the most forward he's ever been.
Later that night, he needed someone or something to cover for you two. He honestly couldn't tell Yuji to cover, he wouldn't know and ask Nobara and she would know, then tell him, and blah blah blah.
So he left a note under Gojo's door saying, "Just going to the doctor's with Y/N, she had some problems."
God he's so desperate for pussy and to punish you. He'd do anything at this point. At night he used his nue to fly to your dorm window from his.
He made it disappear before knocking on your window. When you opened it, his lips were pressed to yours, he pushed you back and you fell on the floor with him over you.
He ripped your favourite pyjama shirt in half, then groped your tit meanly making you whimper with pleasure.
In about 30 seconds all of your clothes are on the floor, with you in the meanest mating press with his cock hitting your sweet spot each time, making you have the longest orgasm you've ever had.
"We're trying something else." He said to your cock drunk face. He took his cock out and kissed down your body. He kissed your mound before diving into your folds.
He had no etiquette or remorse for what he was doing. He was just slobbering and licking in no pattern. It just made it feel so good. You were moaning and shaking.
You know it would be embarrassing when this was all done. How bad you were moaning, crying, thrashing your body parts. It was all so stimulating.
Yeah, he got what he wanted. For you to feel embarrassment. But god this was the most pleasured embarrassment you've ever had.
He sucked hard on your clit and dived his fingers past your fluttering empty hole. His long finger massaged your sweet spot. You let out a small raw moan from all the moaning your throat was so fucking raw.
And that just made Megumi so happy, he loves that raw, painful throat noise. But he knows you love it too.
You squirted and you covered your red face. He exaggerated the slurping, drinking up your juices. He kissed up your body and pecked your lips.
You tasted yourself on his soft tongue as he cupped your cheeks and deepened the kiss. "Such a good girl." He mumbled with his lips pressed to your forehead.
"You gonna embarrass me in public again?" You shook your head. But god knows you would, you wanted this again, and again.
You wanted this pleasurable, fucking mind shattering, over whelming pleasure anytime.
Yuta Okkostu ◖⚆ᴥ⚆◗
Yuta was in Africa for about a year. Learning new techniques, to make his cursed technique more powerful. Of course you both texted but it wasn't a hole bunch.
While he was doing his own stuff, you were doing boring missions. So when he said he's done with his sensei, and coming back to the school you were practically leaping off of clouds.
Luckily, Gojo allowed him to have a week off from his travels, you didn't but you weren't busy anyway.
So right now you both were in his dorm, cuddling watching tv. He's holding you so tight like a life line. God you felt good around him. Your arms of course!
But of course he loves a certain type of your body. Especially when it's been a year without it. He basically needs it. He needs that oh so sweet, pussy wrapped tight around him.
But the precious boy, was way too polite to make you have sex with him for his pleasure! That's why he usually insists you start.
So that's why the poor boy is behind you shifting with a raging boner pushing against your plushy ass. (Which doesn't really help)
He gently moved you off of him to take care of himself in the washroom. You grabbed his hand because the tent in his pants was painfully obvious.
"Yuta if you want me to take care of you, you can just ask." His eyes widened and his cheeks reddened.
"But Gojo-"
"Just ask him Yuta, just say it's a sleepover since we haven't seen each other in a while. Gojo Sensei isn't the brightest." You said kissing down his neck.
He shakily typed to Gojo and he sent the classic thumbs up emoji. Then he finally let out sharp breaths as you kissed down his body.
After a bit you both were making out naked. With him hovering over you his rock hard cock snug between your thighs.
He really enjoys foreplay, pressing his lips to yours sensually to make you more wet than you already are.
He finally gently pushed his thick cock into your pulsing hole, basically begging for him to enter your and kiss your cervix.
His eyes were squeezed shut with pleasure and he slowly pushed in and out. But god, it felt good.
"Can I go faster baby?" He said in that tone that's whiny, deep and so needy. That made you squeeze so tight around him.
"Y-Yeah."
As soon as you say that, he thrusts in a speed that makes your brain disconnect from the rest of your body.
His hips snapped against yours as your sweet boy just lost everything sweet about him.
He grabbed your legs and threw both of them over his shoulders. His cock brushed by your sweet spots and that made you squeeze around him.
It just made him thrust faster.
You let out a raspy moan from all the moaning and whimpering. Just the look in your eyes made him so close.
The way you scratched down his back just made him shoot whites inside you till it was blanks.
Of course you needed to cum too. So kept fucking his cum into making you cum as well. Your fluids mixed with his as he pulled out.
He's panting with his face a pinky red. God, he's adorable. He grabbed a wipe and wiped the cum off your legs.
He gently kissed your forehead and fell asleep on top of you. Yeah you both aren't making it to class tomorrow.
I think we can all agree Satoru is so nice usually. But I think I NEED mean Satoru. He absolutely makes fun of you when you inevitably can't take all the dick he gives you, especially if you're folded up into like, mating press. Just calling you dirty names.
I'm fucking drooling holy lord
IM TWEAKING THAT IS SO YUMMY ISTG
I fucking love your ideas ilysm 😩 btw this one is kinda short i'm still sick but if you want a longer version just ask i'll make one ( ˘ ³˘)♥
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MDNI
Master list's
⯌ Sum
Mean Satoru Gojo (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*.✧
⯌ Wc
0.7k
it's really short but it's all mostly smut
⯌Warnings
Mean!Satoru, Fem!reader, Degradation, Humiliation. Overestimation, Edging, Bondage, Restraints, Impact Play (pussy spanking), Cervix bruising, bruising, brief mention of rope burn, Degradation & Humiliation, some aftercare, kinda kinky, breast playing, mating presses, eagle spread, vibrator that suctions, clit stim
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Satoru Gojo is one of the kindest and sweetest boyfriends you ever had. He would buy you everything you want and kiss you so gently it feels like an angel's kiss. One thing no one has ever expected was him to be so cruel when you both are having sex.
All your friends talked and gossiped about how "He'd just give you vanilla sex nothing that feels good.", "Orgasmless sex.", and "He's tall but probably a small dick." They chuckled and giggled about there own comments.
Little did you know when you joked about what they said about Satoru to him. He decided to prove them absolutely wrong.
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"Toru! Fuck!" You whine as he slams his big cock inside you in the tightest mating press. His hips snapping wildly like he was so fucking desperate to make you and him cum he was about to cry from over stimulation but he doesn't fucking care.
You tried to move away from overstimulation since he's been edging you but his hips snapping and his hands gripping your shoulders making sure you can't move away.
All you can do is holler and squeal and beg for mercy. Obviously he doesn't. He pulled out for a second and you thought it was over so you let out a sigh of relief before you heard a buzz. Your eyes shot open and you squirm. He ties your wrists and legs bound to the bed post in a eagle spread.
Your nipples perked in the air with arousal your stomach moves up and down with harsh breaths. You let out a shaky breath as he puts the pink vibrator on your clit. It suctions with a click of a button and you yelp as the buzzing gets stronger and more stimulating.
"Your such a fucking slut. Talking about me with your friends, agreeing about these insults. One of those insults maybe being... orgasm-less sex hmm..?" He snarls at you raises the vibrations a notch.
"S-Satoru please I was joking!" You begged and hollered. You know there's no point. He's too pissed off to stop. "I don't fucking care Y/N. You're getting what you said I give you- or what i don't give you. Being a bad girl means no orgasms."
He shoves his fingers inside your pussy pushing against your sweet spot and you were on the brink before he takes the vibrator off while it was still suctioning so it caused a little sting and you whined.
He unties your legs but not your arms so you can't leave or stop him. Your legs shut close fast. "I swear to god Y/N stop closing your fucking legs. I undid them to put you in another position you slut. So keep your legs open." He snarls meanly at you but for some reason it got you more wet.
He put you into a mating press again, his dick hitting parts of you only he can hit. You holler and moan sweet music for his ears. He crushingly hits your cervix. It hurts so good you're at the brink of screaming. His hips snapped at this point both of your hips are bruised.
He grabs your tits aggressively. Tweaking your nipples. Your voice was hoarse from your screams so your moans were more quiet as fat tears dropped down your face. "Fucking slut."
He slapped your pussy, hard. He kept smacking as his thrusts got more bruising. Your cervix is at the point of bleeding. You do have a safe word but fuck it feels too good to stop.
"Y-Your so b-big 'Toru." You whine your eyes squeezed shut. "You can't take it? I thought you were my personal whore hm? My little slut can't even take my own dick." he grins meanly with an evil grin. He decides to take some mercy on you but with a price.
"I'll let you cum if you are a good girl and be quiet no moaning? Hm? Show how obedient you are?" He says wanting power over you. You nod frantically wanting him so bad you don't care what he says anymore.
His hips snap faster and you finally cum on his cock holding in your screams letting out cute noises as his hips don't stop moving crazy fast. He moves a hand down rubbing your clit prolonging your pain of trying to be quiet but the pleasure unknotting from your stomach your pussy feeling good with thrusts and rubs. It's so worth it.
He finally pulls out and unties your wrists kissing the rope burn marks gingerly pulling you close.
"Still gonna joke and make fun of me?"
Maybe you will, maybe just maybe, you want that all again.
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Sorry ya'll it's kinda short 😖
⯌ Sweet spot ⯌
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MDNI
Master list's
⯌ Sum
Toge Inumaki uses his cursed speech during doing the nasty (✿^‿^)
⯌ Wc
1.5k
⯌Warnings
NSFW, explicit sexual content, strong language, dominance/submission, praise & degradation kink, possessiveness, mild voyeurism, power imbalance, explicit commands, rough sex, edging/teasing, orgasm control.
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You and Toge have been dating since you were first years and now both of you are 3rd years. Many get confused why the hell both of you were dating. The social butterfly and the boy that can barely talk. It really didn''t make any fucking sense.
But somehow, it worked.
You, the loud and energetic one, always buzzing with excitement, and Toge, the quiet yet deadly sorcerer who spoke in cryptic onigiri ingredients. People looked at the two of you like you were a mismatched puzzle—one piece bright and chaotic, the other cool and subdued.
"It doesn’t make any fucking sense," was a phrase you heard more times than you could count.
But to you? It made perfect sense.
Because Toge didn’t need to say much.
His actions spoke louder than words ever could.
The way he always made sure you ate first before touching his own food, even if you weren’t hungry. The way his hand would instinctively reach for yours when you walked side by side, fingers tracing idle patterns against your palm. The way he’d pull you into his arms after missions, inhaling your scent like it was the only thing grounding him to reality.
And when he did use his voice?
"Careful." His way of telling you to watch your back.
"Rest." When he knew you were pushing yourself too hard.
"Mine." Low and husky against your ear, when he felt possessive, when he needed you to know exactly who you belonged to.
It worked because when the world was too loud, Toge found comfort in your presence. And when you needed peace, he was your silent sanctuary.
So, let them be confused. Let them wonder why the hell you were together.
Because neither of you ever had to question it.
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No one ever understood how you and Toge worked.
You, the vibrant, expressive one—always filling the room with light and laughter. Him, the quiet, reserved sorcerer whose very presence demanded attention even without saying a word. People never understood how you could be together.
But if they saw you now—if they saw the way he controlled the room with just his eyes, the way you responded with nothing more than his whispers, the way you broke for him in the most intimate, all-consuming way—
They’d get it.
Because Toge didn’t need to speak much.
Just one word from him, and you’d be undone.
"Kneel."
You didn’t hesitate, didn’t question him. You moved swiftly, crawling onto the bed, feeling the sheets shift beneath you as you positioned yourself—just like he wanted. The anticipation was suffocating, thick, and palpable, the air thick with tension as you waited for him, hands resting on your thighs, back straight, eyes lowered.
Toge stood in front of you, watching you, not moving, just taking you in. His presence was overwhelming, his silence both commanding and intimate. The way he observed you, like he was memorizing every inch, every subtle shift of your body, was enough to have your pulse racing.
Finally, he stepped forward, his hands trailing over your shoulders, down your arms, tracing the delicate curves of your body with deliberate slowness. His fingertips brushed the side of your neck, sending a shiver through you as he leaned down to whisper in your ear.
"You look so beautiful."
The praise hit you harder than you expected. It sent a wave of heat straight to your core, leaving you breathless as he guided you back to the center of the bed, gently pushing you to lie down. He followed, his body moving with a predator’s grace, settling between your legs with a predatory calm.
"Open for me."
You didn’t hesitate, legs parting as your breath caught in your throat. The moment you were exposed, vulnerable, he hovered—not touching, not yet—just watching you, his hands resting by your sides, keeping you in place. Your body trembled beneath him, the anticipation of what was to come almost too much to bear.
Then, slowly, he moved.
He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to your throat, slow and lingering, like he was savoring the moment. His lips traveled down your chest, brushing over your collarbone, each touch agonizingly slow, intentional, teasing. His tongue traced your skin, exploring every inch with the precision of someone who knew exactly how to drive you to the edge.
You gasped as his lips hovered over your breasts, teasing, just barely skimming against the fabric of your bra. He didn’t touch you fully yet—just the softest brushes, leaving you begging for more. Your hands gripped the sheets, nails digging into the fabric as your body arched, pushing toward him.
"Patience."
His voice was low, gravelly—firm. The command sent another pulse of heat through you, the need to feel his touch so intense it made your head spin. But he held you there, suspended, testing your restraint, your obedience.
His lips moved lower, kissing your stomach, his breath warm and slow against your skin. Every inch of you felt heightened under his touch, every brush of his lips making your whole body tremble with anticipation. When he finally reached the waistband of your pants, you whined, desperate for him, your hips involuntarily shifting.
"Hold still."
You froze, biting your lip to keep from moaning. His hands, now shaking with the same restraint, slowly undid the button of your jeans, the sound of it snapping open filling the room with an unbearable tension.
But he didn’t rush.
His hands worked carefully, deliberately, pulling your pants off with excruciating slowness. He placed each piece of clothing aside like it was the most precious thing, each motion calculated to prolong the inevitable.
When you were fully exposed before him, he didn’t touch you immediately.
He just watched.
His gaze was heavy, intense, almost possessive, as though he were memorizing the way your body reacted to his every move. His eyes trailed over your body, pausing at every little tremor, every breathless sound that left your lips.
"You’re perfect."
The words fell from his lips like a promise, soft, yet heavy with meaning.
Then, finally—finally—his hands reached for you, tracing the line of your inner thighs, teasing, never quite giving you what you wanted. His fingers brushed against the softest part of you, and you gasped, flinching at the light touch, the delicate build-up.
His fingers grazed over your folds, slow, deliberate, intense, as though he were savoring every second. The pleasure was deliciously slow, each touch pulling you deeper into a pool of heat, a delirious need that you couldn’t escape.
"So wet for me. Slut."
The praise went straight to your head, clouding your thoughts, making your breath ragged as his fingers slipped deeper, pressing, curling in a way that had you gasping, your hips moving of their own accord. His thumb found your clit, circling, teasing, pulling moans from your lips as his rhythm matched the desperate need inside you.
"Beg for me."
The command was soft, but there was an undeniable power behind it—demanding. Your whole body shivered in response, and before you could stop yourself, the words spilled from your lips.
“Please, Toge, I need you.”
His eyes met yours, dark and satisfied, as he slowed, his fingers pulling away, leaving you panting, desperate.
"Tell me how bad you want it."
Your chest heaved with each breath, your hands gripping the sheets as you tried to catch your breath. You nodded, barely able to speak through the rush of heat coursing through your veins.
“I need you so bad. Please, Toge, I can’t… I can’t wait any longer.”
His lips curled into a slow, satisfied smirk.
"Good girl."
And with that, he finally pushed into you.
The stretch was exquisite, every inch of him filling you, pressing you to the brink of pleasure and pain. You cried out, your nails digging into his back, but he didn’t stop. He kept you still, immobile beneath him as he drove into you slowly at first, each thrust deliberate, controlled, pulling you apart with each movement.
"You feel so good."
His voice was a low growl as his rhythm increased, his hips moving harder, deeper, as your body melted under him, surrendering completely. The heat built, coiling tighter and tighter with each stroke, the pressure growing unbearable. You could barely breathe, could barely think with the way he moved inside you, pulling every gasp, every sound, from your throat.
And when you were finally teetering on the edge, when you were lost, unable to hold on any longer, he drove into you harder, faster—relentless—as he spoke, his voice firm, leaving no room for doubt.
"Come for me."
The moment the words left his lips, your body exploded, pleasure shattering through you, leaving you gasping, whimpering, your body writhing beneath him. He followed right behind you, his own release wracking through him as he buried his face in your neck, his voice low, like a secret only the two of you shared.
For a long time, neither of you moved. The air was thick with the aftermath, your breathing heavy, your limbs tangled as he gently held you against him, his fingers tracing soft circles over your skin.
"I love you."
The words came without hesitation, without any power behind them. Just a truth, a simple, undeniable truth that hung between you.
And in that moment, you knew. Nothing else mattered.
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This sucks 😭
Twitter links w JJK characters
MDNI - P⭑rn
Master list's
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Nanami Kento
Helping you cook
Lazy eat out after over time
his fav postion!!
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Satoru Gojo
“lets hope we don’t get caught..”
soft morning sexxxx
69
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Ryomen Sukuna
he just lovesssss tying you up while fucking you
hitting those nice places and squirting
guess he gotta prep you nicely for both of his cocks
He needs a taste
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Suguru Geto
Teasing you\ rubbing his dick on ur clit
sitting on his face
holding you by your thighs
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Toji Fushiguro
How he eats pussy
folding and fingering you
missionary (sorta)
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Choso Kamo
Rubbing that pussy
clit licking
You love it when he rubs your clit while he fucks you
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Shoko Leiri
matching lingere
taking care of her fav girl
holding a vibrator between the two of your puffy pussies
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Yuki Tsukumo
threesome with choso
super squirter
double sided dildo = double the pleasure
her rubbing ur clit
she's always a little wet in the mornings, and you don't mind when she grinds on you to relieve herself
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do you think yuji ever tried doing the hot thing where you put your fingers in their mouth to suck on and megumi got freaked out cause sukuna ptsd
i like yuta taking over gojos corpse or whatever but it wouldve been really cool if gojos corpse was like immovable. refusing to decompose its just there on the battlefield; blah blah blah dead gods still answer prayers
he doesn’t know why by fleet foxes is about stsg by the way
𓁹 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗚 𝗜𝗦 𝗕𝗘𝗦𝗧 𝗩𝗜𝗘𝗪𝗘𝗗 𝗜𝗡 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗠𝗢𝗗𝗘 𓁹
𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗫𝗔 : of all of the surviving library keepers of the grove of epiphany, why is it that you are so intent in seeking the wisdom of that weeping angel? her fake tears are of no use.
𝑆𝐸𝑅𝐴 𓍯 the library keeper. anaxagoras' lost bride. nineteen. they them. filo. isfj.
❀ ͏╲╱ hsr and jjk sfw blog. fem and gn reader. drabbles, fics, and smaus.
𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗶𝗴𝗻𝗼𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱.
📰 ─ introducing the library keeper.
📰 ─ the archives tour: the archives.
📰 ─ the archives tour: guidelines.
📰 ─ the archives tour: the gardens.
𓁹 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗞 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗘 ! ♡ 𓁹
I made some art based on a jjk actor fic by @whorexis
I don't know how to link the fic, sorry.
Just basically a crew member who notices stuff.
satoru gojo is actually so fucking insane. like no, you don’t get it. yeah yeah, he’s the strongest, whatever. but do you actually understand what that means? do you get how unfair he is? how beyond human comprehension his abilities are? bro is not just strong. he rewrites the entire playing field the moment he steps into a fight. and the worst part?? he isn’t just some guy with an overpowered ability—he is skilled as hell too. like if he didn’t have infinity, if he didn’t have six eyes, if he had literally the most mid cursed technique in existence, he would STILL be a monster. because he’s just built different.
like. do you know how scary it is that gojo doesn’t get hit. ever. his whole thing is that he is untouchable. people don’t try to beat gojo, they just pray they can survive long enough to run away. and he’s not just outlasting them, he’s toying with them. you can’t touch him. you can’t hit him. you can’t even REACH him. and while you’re struggling to even graze him, he’s already planning five moves ahead, analyzing your technique, deciding which level of strength he needs to use so he doesn’t kill you too fast.
and then there’s hollow purple. bro. HOLLOW PURPLE. what do you even DO when that comes at you?? he doesn’t just punch people really hard. he doesn’t just blast them with energy. he ERASES them. he deletes anything in its path. imagine seeing a massive, glowing ball of death coming toward you and knowing that if it even grazes you, you’ll literally just cease to exist. like what the fuck.
and then on top of all that, he’s out here acting like the most unserious person alive. because he CAN. imagine being so untouchable that you can fight the most dangerous people in the world while cracking jokes and giggling. imagine being so powerful that you have to blindfold yourself just to function properly. imagine walking around knowing there is literally no one above you. no one who can challenge you. no one who can keep up with you.
but that’s the thing. he’s alone. because no one can match him, no one can carry the weight of what he carries, no one can truly understand what it means to be him. because he’s not just the strongest for fun. he’s the strongest because if he’s not, everything falls apart. if gojo loses, it’s over. if gojo isn’t gojo, the world collapses. like how the fuck do you live like that.
and now he’s gone. and everything is falling apart. and i hate it here.
Apparently Miles is a JJK fan (in the comics)
If you put these two in a room together I think the result would be adorable 🥺
Yuji:1 - Sukuna:0 This is probably the silliest thing I have ever drawn, no regrets 🌶️
they sacrificed jujutsu kaisen and my hero academia in some kinda ritual to bring back hunter x hunter
a.n.: told yall id do it at some point (happy early birthday to me)
c.w.: mdni, 18+
cowboy!nanami who works as a ranch hand on the gojo family estate. as a daughter of the gojo heads, you meet the young man on his first day. immediately swept away by your charm, you know you’re done for. and he falls like putty through your hand, enamored by your kindness. the fact that he’s absolutely gobsmacked by your beauty is a plus
cowboy!nanami who’s calloused hands are ever smooth on yours when he goes to draw your attention, careful not to scare you. his nimble feet working with horses make him stealthy, and unsuspecting to those he approaches.
cowboy!nanami who makes a habit of bringing you the fresh eggs and dairy he harvests each day, as he takes note when you mention how much you enjoy baking.
and cowboy!nanami gets to reap the fruits of his labor, as you bring him new goods to try out during his breaks. the compliments drip from his tongue as he gushes and exalts your talents. he’s never been more certain that his love language comes in the form of food than when he’s reveling in the delectable treats you’ve brought him.
cowboy!nanami who builds up the courage to ask you on a date. a polite (and beautifully scenic) picnic on the estate, with wine from the orchard and fresh produce from the farm. and it's quite the juxtaposition how the stoic cowboy needs to build up the confidence to ask you on this date, nervous as to not overstep.
cowboy!nanami pushing back a strand of hair that falls in your face, moving it out of the way to paint a clear canvas as he leans in for a chaste kiss. you grasp onto his broad shoulders for better footing, and cowboy!nanami knows he's done for.
those calloused hands once again returning as cowboy!nanami draws circles over your clit. the tender motion sending shock waves of electricity through your body. and how cowboy!nanami praises his pretty girl for taking his fingers so well.
the gentle burn of how cowboy!nanami’s cock stretches you doesn't go unnoticed, but his gentle guidance adds a new level of pleasure to the experience. he looks at you with nothing but adoration, smitten by the way you’ve not only taken him, but allowed him to see a more intimate part of you.
cowboy!nanami guides you through your orgasm, his praise continuing as you ride out your high. and cowboy!nanami makes it a point to clean you up after, drawing you into him in comfort as you slowly drift off to sleep.
ever since i interacted with this post, i get this in the recommended user feed. i feel blessed each time this comes up
I refuse to be silenced
Yuuji: ive always wanted a pet! :D
*becomes sukuna's vessel as a 13yo*
Yuuji: i believe this is what the adults call karma
(ao3 link here -> Little Troubles)
love cheery child & grumpy old person family dynamics. honestly there’s smth so caring abt the grandparent having a lot of lived experience compared to the child having virtually none, and them both sharing their own kind of wisdom with the other
i’ve been thinking abt it a lot since writing the last chapter of my jjk fic Little Troubles (<- ao3 link here for those who are curious) bc right now it’s really just about Yuuji and his grandpa (and sukuna being forced along for the ride lol)
me, bodily shoving Sukuna into the slice of life genre: you’ll be less evil and you’ll like it, damnit!
Little Troubles | bi_focal
Archive warnings: none
Category: gen (for now, itafushi and Nobara/maki will show up later)
Ch: 1/?
WC: 1,829
Summary: A glimpse into Yuuji’s day-to-day life if he swallowed Sukuna’s finger 1yr earlier and just ran with it
Fic is ongoing! Chapter 2 coming soon to a theatre near you!
Just a quick sketch ТТ