you snap at nanami once during dinner and he doesn't even respond. it makes you worried and you're quick to apologize but he doesn't answer he simply shakes his head and tuts at you before taking your empty dinner plate. "it's been a long time since I've taken care of you, haven't I?" your cheeks feel very warm as you think about the deeper meaning of those words, "taken care of me..? 'm not understanding" you say as you finish drying the final plate that he hands to you and he leans in and presses a warm kiss to your cheek. "I'm saying that I'm going to take you to the bedroom and make you feel good. is that okay?" and you feel an instant throb between your legs. "yes" he smiles and this time presses a kiss against your lips, "that's my good girl." It's not long before nanami has you on your back, his face between your legs while he holds the suction toy right up against your clit. his free hand is against your thigh rubbing comforting circles against it. your eyes are full of tears and your chest is heaving, rising and falling like you can't get enough air in your lungs. "ready?" he asks and you nod. you hear the click of the switch and the toy turns on. your back arches off the bed and the moan that comes out of your mouth is uncontainable. he kisses your thigh and shushes you, "feels good right? I know" he coos at you and you can't stop the way your hips buck up into the air. "my clit feels so good nami!" you whine and your body trembles at the feeling of the toy sucking on your clit, your pussy throbs and you gasp before you can even announce your orgasm you cum and your pussy leaks all over the bed, staining the sheets underneath you. "Keep going, I got you" he says and kisses your thigh once more. Your clit aches from the overstimulation but you can't help but want to grind your hips up into the stimulation. it feels so good but it hurts. you're pushed over the edge a second time when you feel nanami lapping at your squirt-drenched pussy. "Oh there it is, what a good listener you are, what a good girl"
I say that living in the country with a garden hasn’t affected me at all and then I eat at a city restaurant and all I think of is bro these tomatoes ain’t shit
・♱・ "DEVIL MAY CRY...!"
jujutsu kaisen
| not yet written 4 :: nanami, geto, choso, shoko, megumi, maki, yuuta, nobara, toge
| written 4 :: sukuna, gojo, yuuji
bnha
| not yet written 4 :: izuku, bakugo, kirishima, denki, shouto, tenya, tomura, aizawa
| written 4 :: dabi, hawks
attack on titan
| not yet written 4 :: eren, armin, mikasa, erwin, levi, jean, zeke, reiner, ymir
hq !!
| not yet written 4 :: daichi, suga, tsukishima, kageyama, bokuto, akaashi, kuroo, kenma, kita, oran, osamu, suna, sakusa, ushijima, tendou, oikawa, iwaizumi, mattsun, kyotani
| written 4 :: atsumu
tlou
| not yet written 4 :: ellie, joel, dina
| written 4 :: abby
arcane
| not yet written 4 :: ambessa, sevika, mel, jayce, viktor, vi
nonnie, fear not-- working on that delectable request fic rn. hopefully i can finish it before the week over <3
yuji needs a cutie gf to match his cutie energy and then they make everyone around them physically sick with how cute they are
"life spring"
— gojo satoru
tags ට lite somno (consensual), praise kink, pussy job, riding, vanilla and full of so much love its gross, morning sex, lowkey sub satoru, established marriage, fix it fic of sorts
a/n ට i listened to hozier the entire time i wrote this. so thats how you guys know im serious about the vanilla sex.
───⠀౨ৎ this is the married life that gojo deserves and it's his and sometimes he can't believe its all real. (1.4k wc)
the room glows like pure gold, spun from the sun's waves.
its warm and it smells like home and satoru's eyes blink open slowly before shutting again. there are other colors too ; pretty cherry blossom pinks, hazy greens and blue the color of the sea. a gift from the first years — from nobara in particular. it's supposed to mimic stained glass.
satoru wants to cling to his dream for a moment longer. a boat, rocking gently at sea. you and your smile as you took turns pushing each other overboard. but the fuzzy feeling is lifting and faster by the second.
a bird cries and sings its morning song. satoru opens his eyes and grins.
the first thing he always sees when he wakes up is you. whether thats when your curled up under his chin like you want to burrow up under your skin. or if its like now—with your face inches away from his, eyes screwed shut in pleasure, grinding down on his cock.
satoru reaches out to pull you down, and breathes your name against your lips. not quite kissing, just breathing the same air. bucks up once and twice, smiling at your cheeky grin. like you aren't more undone than he is.
"'morning, satoru" you giggle, kissing him finally, sounding breathless.
his fingers find your waist, secretly delighting in your bareness. hums appreciatively as your weeping cunt rocks down against his cock—fully hard now. "its a very good morning"
he has no shame at all in admitting he loves this—loves when you take charge. when you go for what you want. you had spent so long being meek, trying to blend into the background. hoping to fade away. but you've come into your own, and satoru likes to think he's apart of that. how he gives you the stability, the comfort, to chase what you're after.
"did you cum yet?" satoru asks, fingers tracing shapes into your skin.
you shake your head, lip caught between your teeth. but you know to keep your eyes open—focused completely on him.
"that's my good girl" satoru says, proud. you let out a shaky whine, pace faltering. "my pretty wife, so wet for me"
your hands come down to frame his chest, nails pretty against his skin as your hips grind in tight little circles that have him groaning out. and then your hand grabs his dick—holding him right where you want him, oh god—grinding more firmly against your clit.
"that's what you needed baby? needed my dick, didn't you?" satoru asks, like you both don't already know the answer. pleasure zips up his spine as your movements grow faster, sloppier. the pressure's enough to keep him on the edge, enough to make him feel like he could cum, maybe—but doesn't. it's the best. his hand rubs your back, moves your hair out of your eyes. "i don't mind sweetheart, its your dick. my hot, perfect wife"
you sob, muscled thighs trembling as you chase your high. your nails dig into his chest and he knows your searching for it now—the perfect stroke that'll finally make you cum.
"my perfect sorcerer wife is so strong" satoru whispers, gently caressing your stomach. "so beautiful. i'm so lucky. you gonna cum soon aren't you, baby? gonna cum messy too?"
you nod, another broken sob falling from your lips, fractured uh-uh-huhhh, satoru. you change your angle, and suddenly the wet sounds of your pussy sliding against his cock fill the room.
"yeah," he says, nodding, a wistful sigh leaving his lips. "can you hear yourself baby, hear how fucking wet and sloppy you are?"
and that's what does it for you—slumping down into his neck with a wail, as you take his hand and lead it down to your cunt. he knows what you want immediately, rubbing you fast and hard as you cum.
"you did so good," he says, sticking his fingers into his mouth to suck off the taste. your hips shake and quiver with the intensity of your orgasm. you don't answer for a long minute, and he can feel the soft puffs of air against his skin.
"hi" you breathe, finally, smiling at him
"hi" he says back, like a dork. you snuggle in closer, fingers brushing up softly against his cheek. satoru smiles and briefly closes his eyes. he can feel the smile breaking out onto his face, impossible to stop. never did he think he could be here, and have this : softness, laughter and smiles. peace.
"mm, and what are you laughing at?" you ask, leaning up on one elbow.
satoru opens his eyes. grins cheekily. "you. i was thinking your head looked like a raisin"
your mouth opens and closes in disbelief. the hand that been so gently caressing his face moments ago pinches his cheek sharply. and then you get that familiar mischievous look in your eye.
"no wait—" he protests, far too late. you descend upon him, jabbing your fingers into his sides, and his stomach and the side of his neck—where he is most ticklish. satoru writhes on the bed, loud peals of laughter bursting from him as he tries every yielding term in the book.
"oh yeah not so funny now is it?" you goad, although the sound of his laughter drowns you out.
"okay, okay, okay—"
a loud thud, and satoru falls of the bed and crashes to the floor in a heap of too-long limbs.
"oh shit" you mutter, and he doesn't need six eyes to tell him that you're covering your mouth with your hand to hide your laughter. you lean over the edge of the bed, eyes crinkling in the corner. age has done well by you. "baby, are you okay?"
"i think i broke my back" satoru groans, and massages his lower back to nail the point in further. "i'm getting so old"
"oh please" you snort, rolling your eyes, "you're only 39"
"that means i already have one foot in the grave!"
you roll your eyes again, pulling him up on the bed. "yes, you old old man. practically dead already"
"its been a good run" satoru says dramatically, tossing his head back onto the pillow. "i'm going to die happy now. 10 long years married to the love of my life"
"mmm" you hum, noncommittally, reaching over to feel up on his cock. his back straightens and he gets hard again embarrassingly fast. "do you think you have enough life left to handle me riding you?"
satoru pretends to think about it, massaging your right tit, slightly smaller than the left—fitting so perfectly into his hand. "try not to squeeze my soul out of my body and we're good"
"good," you say, settling on top of him again "i want you in me"
"fuck—baby, you can't just—" satoru gasps, as you breach yourself with his cock in one hard thrust. all coherent thought tumbles from his mind, gone with the wind, when he feels your warm cunt flutter around him and then squeeze. "you're doing that on purpose"
"am i?" you ask cheekily, smirking, riding him hard and fast. your ass smacks down against his thighs loudly, and when he dares to look at the place where the two of you are connected—he sees the ring of white around the base and has to screw his eyes shut to stop himself from cumming. he groans, tossing his head back, arm shielding his face from view.
ten years, and he still has to fight from busting his load the minute you get your cunt around him. ten years and he still keens, still mumbles shaky gasps and praises into the air. hands squeezing delicately around your hips, occasionally going to cup your ass—to help you along.
not that you need it. you grind down, hand massaging and squeezing at his pecs, as your go in tight circles around his dick. then you rise back up, letting him slip all the way out before slamming back down again.
you lean down next to his ear, taking his lobe between your teeth and biting gently. "baby?"
"y-yeah?" satoru asks, voice high, thrusting up into your tight heat in short aborted pumps of his hips. "you need something from me?"
"mmm" you moan in affirmation and he can feel you smiling against his cheek. "i want you to cum in me now"
satoru's grip on your hips turns bruising. he holds you still and shoves his dick into you over and over again, loud in the silent room. so good he can't think, broken praises and curses spilling from his lips. he brings you down and slams up into you one last time before doing exactly what you ask of him.
there are many types of reader personalities in fics but i have to say my fave of all time is the bumbling idiot reader. shes so cute, so endearing, so clumsy. ugh i would die for her.
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