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g. satoru who is a massive pervert and constantly whines for you to let him touch you all the time, even when you're both around others. you've lost count of how many times he grabs you and pulls you into his lap, his warm hands slipping under your shirt while sitting next to g. suguru, who's attention is no longer on the tv.

'he doesn't mind,' satoru always comforts you, grinning into the skin of your neck. 'sugu's my best friend, he knows i can't help but touch you, baby.'

best friend or not, that doesn't explain how you always ended up with your legs spread open wide in satoru's lap, your jeans and panties discarded somewhere on the floor as suguru kisses all over your thighs. the two of them talk like you aren't even there, as if you aren't growing wetter as each second passes.

"satoru," suguru purrs, his fingers running up and down your soft lips, parting them open to watch slick slowly drip out of you. "you must be doing something else to her. i've never seen it get wet so quickly." the way he speaks so calmly makes you dizzy. it's unfair, so fucking unfair how calm and collected suguru is when he's inches away from your pussy, those pretty purple eyes focused on it.

"yeah? 's wet?" it's also unfair how riled up it gets satoru, seeing his pretty baby getting shy because his best friend is rubbing his fingers up and down her slick folds. "she's so messy, isn't she? she's the prettiest little pussy," he coos into your ear. that gets a chuckle from suguru, his eyes finally looking at you. "always the one to talk to the pussy and not about it, aren't you, satoru?"

his fingers finally focus on your clit, rubbing little circles into it. both you and satoru look pretty from this angle, suguru notices. the pure need and shyness on your face paired with that manic desperation on satoru's...it's a perfect picture, one he wants saved forever. maybe next time you'll let him take some pictures...after all, he needs a new background for his phone.

"c'mooon, sugu...give her a kiss? c'mon, c'mon, give that cunt a kiss, tell me how sticky 'n' wet she is," satoru fucking begs, acting as if he's the one spread open and dripping. but you second the thought, giving suguru the prettiest little puppy eyes.

"anything for you, princess," he coos softly, leaning down and pressing a little kiss on your clit. it's so light you barely feel it but then he's peppering kisses on it, your wetness starting to get on his lips and making each press of his lips sticker and wetter. "s-sugu-!" before you can even beg for more, his mouth is on you. his tongue is so wet and hot on your cunt, it feels like he was drooling for you.

"does she taste good? how wet is she, suguru, c'mon, tell me, tell me how that pussy tastes, pretty please?"

"mm, satoru, it's almost as if you wanted to be between her legs."

"who wouldn't? she's so pretty, she's squirmin' so cutely, my pretty baby, my needy little mochi, her pussy's always so creamy and warm and messy, god, i miss it right now."

"shit...stop talking like that, you're gettin' me flustered, should i-"

"s-sugu, please, keep going," you so politely ask. it's unbearable how cute you are, it's taking everything in him to keep being nice, to keep treating your cunt nicely. he knows satoru is mean and practically bullies your pretty slit almost every day, but he wants to be the nice one, the one who you go to when your 'toru' is being too mean. yet, you're making it so fucking hard when you look at him with lidded eyes that beg him to be rougher with you...

but he knows he's done for when satoru whispers something in your ear that has your eyes fluttering a bit and gets a pretty little gasp from you. those gorgeous eyes—oh, do you have little tears in them too?—connect with his and he's fucked.

"s-suguuu, please," you coo to him, moving your legs to hook over his shoulders and pull him closer to the apex of your thighs. "i need your mouth on my pussy r-really bad, please don't tease me." you take a pause and squeeze your eyes shut, whining a little as satoru coos for you to keep going. "g-give my...my messy cunt attention, suguru..."

suguru shakily sighs and the next thing you know, his mouth is smushed against your pussy, his tongue hungrily swirling against your clit as his hands grab onto the fat of your thighs. he doesn't know what gojo told you in order to hear you say that, but he's silently thanking him as he messily sucks and slurps at your juicy cunt.

it's so hot, all it takes is a few swipes of his tongue and you're gushing everywhere. suguru lowers his head to dip into your hole and he moans. he missed this, missed the sweet taste of your juices on his tongue as you squirmed and moaned for him, your boyfriend's best friend.

"fuck, i-i can hear how wet she is," comes satoru's pitiful whine, his hand dipping down to swipe at your clit as suguru focused on lapping up everything that dripped out of you. "lemme help, lemme help, wanna help you get her creamy, sugu." the feeling of suguru groaning into your puffy folds has you keening, arching your back against satoru's chest. oh, he's in heaven watching you both. "yeah, you didn't know she could cream, didya? put your fingers in her, sugu, put 'em in that sticky little pussy 'n' angle up."

reluctantly pulling his mouth off you with a wet sound, suguru slips two of his fingers in you. he doesn't miss the cry of his name, but he really doesn't miss the delirious giggle and moan when he angles his fingers up, rubbing against that spongy spot.

"f-fuck, she's dripping..."

"go on, fuck her with your fingers, you know you wanna see her make a mess. make her fucking cream, suguru, get her prepped. maybe t'day she'll let you put it in...oh, based on your face, she just clenched on your fingers, yeah?"

his fingers are still swirling around your clit, his other coming down to press on your abdomen. he can hear you getting wetter, your little whimpers turning to moans as you slur their names desperately. he wants you to lose all thoughts, only able to think about him and suguru...yeah, he wants you all soft and sweet so he and his best friend can try and slip into those warm, slick walls.

"mmn...she's really creaming...god, pretty girl, can you cum for me? i wanna see you cum on my fingers. satoru, move your fingers, the poor thing needs my mouth on her."

"hmmm, suddenly you know what she needs? ehehehe, you're learninggg, suguruuuu!" if you had turned to look at satoru, you'd see the charged look in his eye, blue eyes practically glowing with insanity. his hand grabs a fistful of suguru's hair and pulls his face directly into your cunt, unable to handle any more of this. he wanted to see you cum on suguru's face.

"c'mon, c'mon, kiss it, suguru, make it messy for the both of us. mmh, fuck, listen to you making out with her pussy, s' wet and sticky, isn't it? oohmygod, both of you sound so good, she's gonna cum, sugu, she's gonna cum in your mouth...fuck, i love you both so much, can't wait to see you both fucking each other."

I know Choso whines when he’s fucking. Mans cannot hold himself back.

He ruts into you, gripping the sheets by your head so hard his knuckles turn white. His eyes roll back and and his tongue hangs out.

He’s panting and moaning and whining. Pleases and need its spilling from his lips. Hes rutting himself into you, tears falling from his eyes.

And when on your on top, lord. He thrust his cock into you like it’s the last time he’ll get to feel you. He doesn’t know what to do with his hands, so he paws at your hips. He begs you to go faster, to milk his dick.

And when Choso cums he cums a lot. His thighs twitch as bucks up into you. He shoves himself so far deep, toes curling, legs spread wide.

He couldn’t stop if he tried, cum continuously bursting out of his tip.

He lays there content and satisfied, tugging you closer so he could fall asleep.

my middle name is star if that helps :3 thank you 🥺

look at you.

face smashed against the cold tile, drool slicking up the surface, mascara running down your flushed cheeks. dress bunched at your waist, panties shoves to the side, legs spread wide to take everything he's giving you. he has you stretched wide around his cock, stuffed to the brim—thick veins dragging against your swollen walls, molding you to take him, to be nothing but a tight, dripping hole for him.

your boyfriend got one hand twisted in your hair, yanking you back so your spine curves perfectly for him, while the other grips your waist. you can barely think, barely breathe, each punishing thrust shoving you up on your tiptoes. “that's the last time you pull some dumb shit like that,” he grits out, dark eyes staying locked on the way your slutty cunt flutters around his cock, creamy and dripping, making a filthy mess of him every time he sinks balls-deep—slick squelching with every thrust, pussy milking him like it's desperate to be bred. his heavy balls slap against your clit, sinful and wet, sending jolts of overstimulation up your spine.

you thought he wouldn't do shit, thought you could tease him, rub up against some random loser and he would just sit there, looking all cool and composed. you didn't thought he would fuck you like a total beast in some dingy club bathroom, cock abusing that sweet little spot inside you, making you see a whole new galaxy.

“t-thought you d-didn't get jealous,” you slur through the hot tears wetting your lips.

a sharp slap stings your ass, heat blooming under his palm, making you jolt. “i don't,” he growls, hips ramming into you so hard your cheek smushes against the cold tile. 

“w-wait—”

“nah,” he grunts, dragging you back onto his cock, “slut don't get to talk.” his pace speeds up, his heavy length spearing into you making your hands slip against the wall as you scramble for anything to hold onto. your walls squeeze him so tight, pulsing around his montrous cock—mind gone, too fucked-out to do anything but take it.

his breath stutters as you tighten around him, sending a fresh pulse of pre-cum spilling deep inside you. his thrusts turn messy, erratic, grinding you into the wall like he's trying to fuck you straight through it. 

another slap lands on your ass, sharp, electric. “gonna fuck you until you're too dumb to pull this bratty attitude again.”

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good morning (satoru x reader 18+)

word count: 1.1K

content: a good morning with satoru

warnings: 18+ smut, explicit language, dom!gojo, sub!reader, light somno, light free use, multiple orgasms, breeding kink, creampie, degradation, oral, light hair pulling, overstimulation

a/n: just a quick lil something and just a reminder my requests are still open :3

satoru’s hands grip your waist as you start to wake up, your brain in a fog as you gather your leave the post sleep gaze. it seems that he’s still asleep and having a very interesting dream. you can feel the bulge in his pants on your ass when he starts moving your hips for you.

at this point you can tell he’s awake now seeing as he kind of always has to be on guard. an unfortunate side effect of his power and career.

he leans forward towards your ear, nibbling it and deeply saying, “good morning sweetie.”

he slips one of his hands up your oversized sleep shirt to start teasing your nipples. satoru starts by gliding his thumb lightly over your chest, causing a small whimper to escape your mouth.

“good morning indeed,” he murmurs and uses the same hand he was using on your nipple to turn your head so he can taste your lips.

the hand that was left on your hips now trails lower to your inner thighs, lightly pushing your thighs apart and you comply like a good slut.

“always so eager for me in the morning, huh,” satoru mutters into your lips and makes sure to bite your lip as he finishes his teasing words.

your brain can’t function properly yet, still foggy with sleep. satoru’s long fingers graze the warmth through your underwear and your wetness seeping into the cloth. his pointer and middle finger ease their way up your slit and slowly circle around your clit. the sensation was borderline ticklish but still firm enough to send chills down your spine.

“‘toru please,” you plead and grind your hips into his torturously slow movements.

“you’re lucky i’m not in the mood to edge you this early in the morning,” he bites your sensitive ear again, “and that you’re constantly a wet mess around me.”

you feel him wriggle around some behind you and you soon feel the tip of his cock leaking onto the back of your underwear. he angles his hips downward to slip his dick in between your thighs.

the hand that was previously rubbing your pussy slips back down your torso. this time satoru hooks his fingers around the crotch of your underwear and pushes it aside.

you feel the cold morning air against your warm core, subconsciously clenching wanting his cock to pound it.

before you could even finish processing your last thought, your eyes roll far back and you choke on your breath as satoru’s girthiness stretches you open once more.

the hand that he was using to hold your underwear to the side starts rubbing your clit again as he starts rapidly thrusting into you.

his other hand is holding up your leg while he pounds you on your side. between the angle and the constant simulation, you start creaming around his length. your mouth drops open in a silent scream as the pleasure catches up to your brain.

the way your pussy clenches satoru’s cock makes him go even harder. you can feel the way his heavy balls slap the plumpness of your ass. you’re pretty sure you can also feel the sting full pleasure of his tip kissing your cervix.

satoru picks up on what he’s feeling and it somehow just fuels him more. he’s imagining pounding your cervix as he releases, just pumping each shot of his cum straight into your womb.

“gonna fuck a baby right into your greedy little cunt,” he moans into your ear, “gonna keep pounding your tight pussy until my cum is dripping out of you for dayssss.”

he draws out the ‘s’ at the end of his sentence at the feeling of your heat suffocating him. the threat of his words turning you on more somehow in the mushiness of your brain.

“is that what you want slut? you want me to knock your pretty pussy up? want me to ruin your cunt with my seed? take it, take it!” he growls the last part of his words.

satoru’s hand keeps moving in tight fast circles on your clit as he ruts his hips aiming towards your g spot. he successfully does so and your body tenses up at all the pleasure all at once. as soon as the first grunt and rope of satoru’s cum warming your insides, it triggers your own orgasm. except this time you also squirt all over his fingers still vigorously rubbing your clit.

“‘toruuuu oh fuck!” you moan loudly as you squirt for the first time.

the erotic feeling tingling its way all the way down to your toes. as you start coming down, you pant trying to catch your breath.

“i didn’t know you could do that,” satoru says in amazement, pulling his now soft cock out of you.

“me either,” you pant back.

he sits up to admire his handiwork, readjusting himself to get a better look. the feeling of embarrassment creeps its way through your body and it makes you shiver. ‘toru uses the hand that was previously holding your leg up to drag its way down your thigh and uses his fingers to scoop up the leaking cum and push it right back in where it belongs.

too focused on the overstimulation from his fingers, you don’t realize that he slides out from behind you and is now in between your legs. before you could even react to him moving, his lips are already suctioned around your clit while his fingers pound against your g-spot. you thread your fingers through satoru’s hair with your head thrown backwards in pleasure.

your legs start to shake uncontrollably as he loosens the suction around your clit and instead uses his tongue, flicking it all around your sweet spot.

you tighten your grip on ‘toru’s hair as you feel your release snap. you feel the buzzing of pure ecstasy flowing through your veins, the sensation completely overtaking your whole being.

as you slowly come back down, you can hear the sloppy state of your very over sensitive pussy. satoru slips his fingers out of you and kisses your thigh. you look down at the white haired male and you see the biggest smug smile on his very wet face and you hide your own in your hands.

“hey don’t hide baby, you did great,” he sits up to comfort you and pulls you into a hug.

he kisses your hands covering your face, giving small pecks over and over again trying to get you to move them.

“c’mon let me see that beautiful face!”

“nooo! i’m embarrassed!”

“too bad, you shouldn’t be! here, let’s clean up in the bath. and i’ll order us some crepes for breakfast!”

and before you could even tell him that you don’t think your legs would work, he already was carrying you bridal style into your shared bathroom where satoru will definitely give you like three more orgasms.

thinking about suguru and satoru eating your pussy at the same time heje

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 imagine them both between your thighs, staring hungrily at your dripping pussy before gojo breaks the ice and thumbs at your already sensitive clit

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 imagine geto soothing your little trembles by gently stroking your thigh, maybe even giving it a few kisses of encouragement <//3

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 imagine both of the men using one strong hand to push your plush thighs open, exposing yourself even more to them. if you dared try to shut your thighs even a tad they’d be pushed right back open, along with a quick slap the soft skin curtesy of geto

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 imagine the two friends bickering for a moment before geto finally caves and lets gojo have the first taste

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 imagine gojo wasting no time spitting on your clit before wrapping his lips around it, tongue immediately caressing your sensitive nub. he couldn’t decide between roughly sucking on the poor thing or moving his tongue side to side sooo he settles on both! he hollowed his cheeks, holding your clit in place while his tongue continued moving with vigor

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 imagine geto sucking on the soft skin of your thighs while his hand finds purchase on your bare breast, squeezing roughly every once in a while to keep you on your toes

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 imagine geto slowly kissing his way towards your center before nudging gojo’s head with his own, giving the man a cheeky smile

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 imagine both men looking up at you before—

“a-ah!!! oh my-” your back suddenly arched off the bed as you felt not one, but two hot tongues on your clit. one slowly moving up and down, like they were trying to savor the taste of your essence—not too hard or too fast….just sensual. the other tongue on the other hand settled on quick, harsh licks sooo basically the exact opposite.

“s’good right ?” gojo slurred into your pussy, now sloppily kissing his way down to your dripping hole. geto took this as an opportunity to cup your entire clit in his mouth, while his tongue drew soft circles around the nub. geto hummed around your clit, spit dribbling from his lips from the sloppy kisses he was giving your weeping pussy.

all it took was gojo shoving his tongue in your pussy for your back to arch slightly off the bed as you came with a loud, pathetic whine. gojo moaned just as loud when he felt your cum began to coat his tongue in little waves.

geto pulled away from your clit with an obnoxious pop! dark eyes admiring at the mess your pussy has already become. “lemme get a taste,” he mumbled, leaning his head down to lick a slow strip up your pussy. but one lick was not enough! and it wasn’t long before gojo got a little jealous and smacked geto on the back of his head, a small grunt leaving him.

“‘fuck was that for?” geto hissed, but gojo didn’t even bother glancing at him, his attention focused solely on your soaked center. his long fingers ran slowly up and down your petal soft slit, occasionally applying light pressure to your clit. without warning he plunged two fingers in with a lewd squelching sound following, “we’re supposed to be sharing don’t be so greedy, now let’s make her cum again.”

“j-just be gentle m’still a little— hah! sensitiveeee,” your request fell on deaf ears as both mens tongues were on your clit once again. they went from synchronized licks, to each giving your clit an open mouth kiss, to taking turns slapping your pussy.

you tried to keep your eyes on them but you could only handle so much before you head fell back against your bed, eyes rolling into the back of your head. “m’gonna put my fingers in sweet thing,” geto mumbled into your thigh, giving it a sweet kiss before plunging two fingers inside you. getos fingers began doing a scissoring motion, and to help you avoid the stinging stretch gojo sucked your throbbing clit in his mouth.

“i’m gonna cu-cum againnn, you’re gonna make me—” your body tensed as another orgasm washed over you, a much pleasing sight for the two men before you. “fuck she’s squeezing me real fucking tight, ease up yeah? gonna make it real hard for gojo to put his in too,” geto growled, curling his fingers in the most delicious way possible.

you whined something along the lines of ‘i’m tryinggg’ and gojo could’ve just ate you up the way you were being so cute. “hehe she’s so cute the way she’s trying to keep it together, just let go baby we’re right here to catch you,” gojo giggled menacingly, his two fingers slowly prodding at your entrance.

“don’t forget to go slow, don’t wanna hurt the poor thing now,” geto patted your thigh before giving it a sharp swat.

it took a little time to get you used to the stretch of four fingers inside your tight little pussy, but you managed like the good girl you were for them. “oh my fuckin’…” your mouth dropped as both men began to move their fingers at a semi-fast synchronized pace, digits bumping against that special that had your toes curling.

geto eyed your lonely breast and brought his free hand up to tweak at your nipple, gojo following suit. there was so much going on and your poor little brain could only handle so much before you were spluttering out nonsense making the two men chuckle.

“look at how wet she is….dripping all over the fucking bed,” geto groaned, pushing his aching erection against the edge of your bed. anything to find a little relief he’s only human. “she’s squeezing so tight i think she’s gonna cum again!” gojo moved his hand from your nipple to your clit, rubbing tight little circles that had your thighs trembling.

you weren’t able to give them a verbal warning of intense orgasm, the only signal being being the clear stream of cum shooting from your pussy each time they pulled their fingers out. “catch some, but don’t swallow,” geto grunted, shoving gojos head down to catch some of your squirt in his already watering mouth.

once you were done they both slowly pulled their fingers out, a small whine leaving your lips from the emptiness. geto turned to gojo, his breathing uneven. “you know what to do,” he nodded his head towards you and gojo quickly understood, slowly crawling up the bed to where you laid, glazed eyes staring up the the ceiling with a fucked out smile on your face.

“open your mouth for him,” geto grunted squeezing the plushness of your thigh. you obliged and slowly opened your mouth, quickly met with the tart, tangy taste of your cum mixed in with a little of gojos spit. geto hummed happily giving your tummy a soft kiss, “that was fun, messy but fun nonetheless.”

the next twenty minutes were spent catering to your every need ofc. gojo having you between his legs, long arms wrapped around your waist while geto gently cleaned the mess up between your thighs. “did so good for us angel, thank you for letting us indulge in you,” gojo smiled, giving your hip a loving squeeze.

they both had raging boners but in this moment it was all about you but hey!! maybe once your rested up you’ll let them put both their dicks in you!! but don’t tell gojo that rn he might bust in his pants the poor thing :((

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cw: NSFW • Cam-boy • Subby Yuuji • Edging/Orgasm Denial

You know who would make an amazing cam-boy?

Yuuji Itadori

He’d be so perfect for it, his happy go lucky attitude so cute and mesmerizing on camera. His face flushing red when given a huge tip to show his big leaky cock, bashfully scratching the back of his head while more money flows.

He’s so genuine and sweet too. “Everyone really likes me like this? Thank you for calling me pretty KittyMeowMeow42, that’s really sweet of you! Oh! Thank you for the tip XXXBeasty!”

He’d thank each individual, being so honest and adorable. Even when he’s pumping a toy in and out of his ass while crying and begging his audience to take pity and let him cum~♡

He’d be so good though, because even as the money rolls in, his top tipper tells him “You can’t cum tonight.” So he stops, edges himself so hard he’s a pathetic mess on his bed, muscles damp and chest heaving while the camera catches every second.

a/n: nsfw, rough choso >:3, 18+ mdni!

when choso doms you for the first time, he’s a lot more than a little nervous.

terribly afraid he’s going to break you, his touches are far too delicate and soft to actually make you do anything—he simply stays on top of you, shallowly and slowly thrusting in and out as carefully as possible.

but there’s a little itch in the back of choso’s brain that he can’t seem scratch.

“how do you do this?” he sighs, dropping his forehead to rest on your shoulder. though you truly aren’t—you seem so. . bored. it bothers him he can’t elicit the same response you pull from him when you’re on top—the uncontrollable loudness and the cries of pleasure—and for some reason, he wants nothing more than that.

“what, baby?” you coo, smiling at choso’s seeming tiredness—but it’s really frustration more than anything.

“this,” choso grumbles, “you’re so good at everything and i can’t even make you feel good.”

you giggle internally for a moment. that’s what he meant, huh?

“you don’t have to be so gentle, you know,” you purr, tucking a few strands of hair behind choso’s ear, “you can be. . rough. i’m not gentle with you, am i?”

and just like that, it clicks.

choso flips you over without a second thought, immediately ramming his length into you—which feels doubled in size—fingers gripping into your hips to the point of leaving bruises. he digs so deeply inside you, hitting something that makes your legs weak—you can’t even think straight with how different the atmosphere changes within a few seconds. you attempt to push yourself up on your arms to change into some sort of proper position—yet to no avail because choso is just as quick to push you back into the mattress.

“down. . stay down,” he groans, voice dropping a few octaves, all too unusual for your boyfriend. his rough hand stays pressed between your shoulder blades, becoming heavier when he hikes a leg up to change positions.

choso’s pace is unrelenting, a constant, rough gyration that makes your head spin—you’d think he would leave at least a little room to be sweet, but he isn’t. and you absolutely love it.

you’re just as bad as him, doing everything in your power to push your hips back and meet his—though it doesn’t really do anything. choso’s crushing weight keeps you in perfect place for him, like a toy there for him to use.

understandably, your boyfriend will definitely be on top more from now on.

True friendship 😊✨