Family Man (choso X Reader 18+)

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♡ Choso / Fem Reader Drabble

❥ Warnings; cursing, mentions of male masturbation, vaginal sex, dirty talking, cream pie ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

❥ Authors Note; I..think I’m becoming a Choso girlie — I needed to write this.

God — fuck, just imagining Choso who becomes unbearably obsessed with your pussy after he gets his dick wet for the first time. Choso’s never been so horny in his entire goddamn cursed existence.

Sure, he’s had sex once, but it was meaningless. Yeah, he jerks off, but it’s not the same.

It’s just, his slim fingers don’t wrap the right way around his cock. Every time he’s pushing into the tight fist of his hand he wishes he was inside you instead.

Because with you, it’s all new, different. Now he thinks about your pussy 24/7, the phantom sensation really scrambles his brain. He longs to be close to you, to be intimate with you. Choso loves you.

Choso’s adamant that nothing, fucking nothing, compares to the scorching pleasure that washes over him when your slick pussy hugs his cock.

Case in point — a warm shiver is currently slithering up his spine and making his brain fuzzy as he fucks you. He wants to drool like a dog.

He leisurely sits back on his calves, spreading you open with a brutal grip on your thighs. He doesn’t even realize the tips of his fingers are digging dark purple bruises into your skin.

Choso whimpers as he stares, sharp eyes admiring the way the lips of your pussy stretch with his cock when he pulls out. He licks his lips when he notices how shiny his shaft is because of you.

It’s funny, because the man isn’t even aware of how thick his cock is. He’s oblivious to the fact that you’re about to cum until your voice is edging on a sob, or a squeal — or both.

“Choso!” You gasp. “I’m gonna cum!” Your head tilts back into the pillow, nails digging viciously into his biceps. His eyelids flutter briefly before snapping open to admire your face as you cum.

Choso’s jaw drops, his hips faltering in their pace as you fall over the edge.

He gives you a high pitched whine before leaning down to lick the hollow of your neck, moaning at the taste of salt on your skin. He works you through it, eager to draw out your pleasure as long as he’s able.

Sweat drips down his temples, dragging over his jaw and falling onto your chest. He hasn’t stopped rolling his hips, doesn’t think he could stop if he tried.

“I, oh god, I want to cum inside you. Fuck! Baby please, please let me,” Choso begs, muffling the sounds of his needy whining into the side of your neck.

“Let go baby, I’ve got you. You can cum inside of me,” you murmur encouragingly, huffing softly and gripping his hair.

He’s cumming before he even knows what’s happening.

Choso thrusts in quick snaps of his hips. He claws at the sheets beside your head, sinking his teeth into your shoulder as he presses in all the way.

His orgasm rips him apart, making him squeeze his eyes shut as he shivers from the intensity.

With a groan he relaxes his weight onto your chest, limbs loose and pliable as you both catch your breath.

You wiggle underneath him when you start to become uncomfortable. You’re sticky and sweaty and your hips ache. When you clench around him involuntarily you’re abruptly met with the fact he’s still rock hard.

“Seriously Choso?” You tease, baffled that he’s able to stay consistently ready to go. Choso raises his head from your chest and looks at you sheepishly.

“Can we go again princess? You’re addictive and I don’t want to stop yet.” He pushes out his lower lip, leaning down to lick along the seam of your lips playfully.

And in all honest, you don’t wanna stop either. The way he moves his hips is unholy. You never should have taught him how to have sex.

Choso’s blood blisters when you agree, his sexual appetite not even close to satiated. This time however, Choso wants your face in the sheets and ass in the air. The angle allows him to see his cock disappear inside you even better this way.

his jawline and his neck god let me LICK

༺ ♱ ༻ helping hand

✿ okkotsu yuuta x reader x toge inumaki

✿ smut

"inumaki, we shouldn't be going this." yuuta whispers as toge drags your body to the boys bathroom. his hand is covering your mouth and his hands all over your body. yuuta watches the whole scene unravel in front of him with fear but also lust in his eyes.

it all started when he revealed his huge crush on you to inumaki. toge being the little sly he is, bombarded yuuta with dirty questions. he also showed yuuta the upskirt pictures he took (telling him that the whole jujutsu tech saw the pictures). who would have thought that he might go as far as tying your arms together and giving you to yuuta as a gift.

you look at yuuta with wide eyes as inumaki's arms holds your body close to his. yuuta's gaze is piercing into your body, from your silky hair down to your panties that are peeking at him from under your skirt.

"salmon." toge smiles when he catches where yuuta is looking, opening your legs and holding them to present your panty clad pussy to yuuta.

you would be lying if you said that this isn't turning you on. you spend most of your nights dreaming about being used by your classmates. and yuuta and inumaki were high on your fuck list. you have already checked off some of the names, one after gojo-sensei's teaching lesson and another after midnight training with maki.

"im sorry, y/n." yuuta says softly with an unsure look on his face. his hands find your thighs, massaging them, fingers digging in like claws.

"do you want to lick her pussy?" inumaki asks, pushing your panties to the side so that both of them can take a good hard look at your pussy.

"she's dripping." yuuta says with wide eyes, smiling at toge who is smiling right back. yuuta gets on his stomach right in front of your pussy. his eyes are inspecting your pussy and your chest swells with pride that this might be the first pussy he has ever seen.

he slowly licks a long stripe from your hole to your clit. you shiver at the contact. he licks at your pussy again, this time more enthusiasticly. you coo at him to encourage him that he's doing it right and that's all it takes him to devour your pussy. he buries his face into your cunt. his nose bumping on your clit while his tongue laps at your juices. he switches his focus on your clit, playing with it with his tongue while his finger enters your hole.

you can feel inumaki grab handful of your boobs, pinching your nipples while yuuta plays with you.

"he's a good boy, isn't he?" toge says into your ear. your whole body freezes, not used to toge's voice and you have to nod because yuuta is doing a good job. you look down between your legs to see yuuta nod his head frantically, stimulation you perfectly.

"do you wanna fuck me?" you ask him in between moan. yuuta looks up at your with wide eyes, nodding again. he is so eager, pulling his underwear down and freeing his cock so he can sink inside.

"fuck her, baby." inumaki breaths out at the sigh of yuuta's cock. and yuuta has no choice but to complain, sinking into your pussy inch by inch.

"harder. she can take it." toge says and yuuta starts thrusting in long and hard thrusts. his cock also colliding with your cervix. his whole body shakes at the stimulation, his dream coming true, and he swears that he's in heaven. you can feel toge's erection pressing into you from behind, his voice saying sweet nothings into your ear.

yuuta's thrusts become slopper and you can feel his cock pulsing inside of you.

"im gonna cum." yuuta whines into your neck as he tries his best to last one more second.

"cum inside her, sweets." inumaki orders and yuuta spills inside of you, painting your walls white. yuuta collapses on top of you, not being able to tell what just happened. yuuta opens his eyes to see inumaki caressing your body, his cock still hard.

"do you want him to fuck you too?" he asks, jealousy boiling inside of him.

"i- yes-"

"no fucking way." a voice interrupts you and you turn to see yuuji and megumi looking at you with wide eyes. you pussy is on display to both of them, yuuta's cum still leaking out.

@ mutuals rb this w how tall you are i wanna know

i’m 4’11

boyfriend choso

unboxing with suguru geto

Thinking about overstimming Gojo Satoru to the point where he's losing control of his powers.

Overstimming Gojo Satoru until that smart mouth of his can't let out anything but wet, little gurgles of your name. His long, white lashes are batting shut with each stroke of your hand up and down his twitch shaft. He's so weighty, so hot. Glistening wet and such a pretty pink that matches his raw lips.

Overstimming Gojo Satoru until all he can do is throw his head back, abs flexing when his toned hips tremble up, up, up-

"Oh, sweetheart..." he's letting out such drawn-out whines, voice husky with how much he's been moaning and groaning your name all night. And each cute whimper is accompanied by a hitched breath, a bolt of tiny blue lightning sparking at the corners of his glassy, wide eyes.

Overstimming Gojo Satoru until the silky sheets underneath his large hands are bursting at the pressure of his jujutsu. Until you could faintly feel the thrum of power in the air with each and every syrpy coat of his precum down your wrist.

Overstimming Gojo Satoru until he thinks he can't cum - but he can. You know he can, and you'll prove it to him. Rolling your heavenly palms faster and faster down his jerky length.

Overstimming Gojo Satoru until he doesn't even know what's going on. Doesn't realize the flashes of purple glistening at the very tips of his fingers, the uncomfortable tension in the air from particles charging. Doesn't even see the way the lights go out, bursting into nothingness - in all of Tokyo, maybe even the entirety of Japan - because he's cumming, spilling milky, velvety rope after rope to drizzle all over your waiting hand. Over and over and- fuck, why does he want to do it all over again?

Makii!

Bathroom Break

Neighbor!Choso overhears you.

content warnings: MDNI, masturbation, voyeurism, modern AU, neighbors.

pairing: Choso x petite fem!reader

a/n : first time writing smut, pls be nice. I know it's a bit rushed but im ready to move on from this draft thats been sitting here for ages. 😭

You were the nicest, most goody two shoes girl in the building, and everyone knew it. Always saying hi with a bright smile as you exchanged glances, lending a hand whenever you could, bringing over little sweet treats you'd baked, and Choso adored every bit of it. Soon enough, those small morning exchanges turned into letting Choso come over whenever he got lonely, which became quite frequent as he moved in. Since that first day, God graced his doorstep with what– more like whom Yuuji liked to call a “literal Disney princess,” you were the cutest girl he'd ever seen. So, nothing could have prepared him for the events that followed his midnight bathroom break.

Eyes half shut, choso pulled down the toilet lid before lazily reaching for the flush not rendering that muffled sound once but the second time he stilled, actually catching it. He wasn’t sure what that noise was before it grew into little groans.

Now he couldn't care less about what lonely old guy was watching porn, before hearing that soft melody of a voice whimpering out profanities. That same voice he had memorized by now. Oh. That's not porn. He thought because that familiar voice was unmistakable to him by now.

Good morning. She'd call out from behind me. I could hear the smile in the sound of her greeting.

Blood rushed straight to his cock as your soft pants travelled the thin walls. He found it hard to believe that this was the same innocent looking girl who made his days better with her infectious smile. Part of him didn't want to believe it. Choso had always liked you but he would never have even begun to think of you inappropriately much less get aroused by you but when his length strained against his pants which felt tighter by the second. He couldn't stop the images flooding through his mind at your increasing moans.

Fuck– Were you even trying to be quiet? He breathed out softly.

Choso could never imagine you thinking about such lewd things, much less being so careless about it. A sense of guilt flooded him as he begrudgingly loosened his pajama pants, scared that you would somehow know. His trembling hand slowly trailing downwards and wrapping around himself. Just a small rub he thought before finding his thumb tracing shaky circles over his sensitive tip, reluctantly moving down his length. By then his hands moved on their own pumping up and down in a steady rhythm.

He didn't know any better and Yuuji told him when it's like this…he could just ease it himself, so he did. Could you blame him? He was aching down there.

It was hard not coating the bathroom floor immediately after hearing you cry out. He leaned against the wall now fisting his cock, which grew slick in minutes. Only from your sounds..those oh, “so- fucking–thrust pretty- thrust” sounds.

He panted letting out muffled whines himself imagining your sweaty and tired body all spread out under your cute little hands, knuckles deep plunging in your sopping cunt relentlessly as you sobbed out more of those filthy sounds. Choso had never heard a girl like that. Not that he had any experience but even in the things Yuuji showed him he never heard something that made him such a (pretty) mess.

His tip flushed furiously pink as he barely held on. Choso wanted to match each stroke, each thrust to your pornographic cries but the poor inexperienced boy could only last so long, his balls tightening quite soon letting out thick ropes of his cum all over the bathroom wall dripping on to the floor biting into his hand to stop his groan. His knees went weak, imagining you coated in it.

He heard you finish yourself soon after your voice softened down to satisfied coos rather than your earlier pathetic cries. His length twitched still hard, desperate to now actually feel you. Choso had to fist his cock a few more times that night before he was able to fall asleep.

Sleep wasn't great, though, as the shame took over him. Although he wanted nothing more than to see you now, how could he possibly face you tomorrow morning?

...Part 2??

husband!toji who teaches you how to finger yourself— his sweet little wife who depends on his fingers and his cock to stretch that slutty cunt out.

his eyes were glued to your body, legs haphazardly spread as he leaned back against the chair that was situated across your shared bed.

“mhm, jus’ like that,” he mutters gruffly, shifting slightly in his seat and adjusting the painfully obvious tent in his pants. “don’t act shy now, sweets. run ‘em up and down your pussy and get it all wet.”

biting your lip, you obliged, hesitantly running your hand up and down your cunt. the moment the pads of your fingers pressed down onto your swollen bundle of nerves, a whine ripped from your throat as liquids gushed out from your entrance.

it was almost otherworldly; how wet you got from mere masturbation.

husband!toji whose cock is about to rip his pants open at the sight of you rutting against your hand like a needy whore.

it didn’t take long before he completely forgot that he was supposed to be teaching you — tugging his pants down and pushing his throbbing, hard cock inside of your pussy.

the corner of his lips twitch upwards as his gaze casts downwards. he’s met with the sight of a completely drenched pussy and sheets. he’s right, he thinks, only he can get you this wet.

lesson learned: don’t let husband!toji teach you anything sex-related. he’ll take matters into his own hands.