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UNSCHEDULED obsession | Part 2

Pairing Fem!Reader x Choso | Geto | Mahito

Warning Reader is half curse and 120 yo | Slightly Smut (It's basically just Mahito feeling you up..)

Check Part 1 here...

Enjoy the dirty time ;)

"Ugh..." your voice broke in the middle of your hurt whimper. You opened your eyes, pupils wandering around in darkness as memories hit you. "That son of a.."

You stepped out of the bed and towards the door, which to your surprise, wasn't locked. Oh, wait a minute. Why should he bother to lock you in when we had such control over you? He could just kill you with thinking about it. Each of them could.

With an annoyed sigh, you left the room. Lights were off and the scene out of the windows announced that it was night, pretty late in night as it seemed. The whole house was drowned in silence, and you didn't break it

.With slow and soundless steps, you passed the other two bedrooms and headed to the living room. You stood there for a minute, staring deep into air as your thoughts started to sound louder than you liked

.You couldn't just give into their -Geto's- wish. Well, not even a wish, it was more of a demand. As one of the strongest curses of all, you couldn't tolerate to be these weirdos' puppet. You were always in charge of Jujutsu sorcerers, playing with their mind and heart, and deciding wether they should keep their strength or nah.

Well, all of that was possible with your heart. A huge part of your cursed energy and technique was sealed away with it. With your heart beating in your chest just like it should've, you could do as much as stealing someone's cursed technique all to yourself, turning them into a normal human with no Jujutsu abilities. But now...

"Fuck those Zenins!" You growled under your breath, fists tightening at sides of your body. You had to find it. You had to find your heart and get back to the powerful state you deserved. With all the cursed techniques of unfortunate sorcerers you've cursed before inside your heart, there was no way Geto and his mates could stand their ground against you.

"That's the face of fury I like to see on people!" The unfamiliar voice made you jump in place. You guarded up, your eyes searching around in the dark for the source of that voice. A laugh echoed and you heard foot steps. A shadow came closer until you could see different eye colours, with stitches designing his face.

"You weren't running away, now were you?" Mahito chuckled as he stopped right infront of you. You let out a sigh and let your guard fall as you knew there was no use of it against that man. The curse reached a hand, starting to play with the end of your hair, wrapping it around his finger. "Why are you up now? It's 5 a.m. You should sleep more to gain strength."

"Don't worry. Being knocked out by Geto gave me enough strength." you snapped in a whisper, and snapped his hand away. Mahito raised an eyebrow in slight annoyance by your reaction. And you immediately felt something tighten in your chest.

"What was that now, human?" mahito whispered, a pleased smile on his face. You shot a couple of curse words to him internally but didn't say a word. His both hands reached again, this time sitting on your shoulders, squeezing slightly.

"I'm a curse-"

"Not fully." Mahito cut you off. His hand started to wander on your skin, one moving down to your arm and wrist as the other one found its way towards your neck and through your hair. "You're just half curse. The other half is human, am I right?"

You didn't answer him, just standing in annoyance with a deep frown on your face due to his touch, which made you feel getting far and futher from safety by every passing second. His touch was rather soft, almost like a caring love partner adoring your form. Fingertips moved on your skin smoothly, leaving goosebumps behind.

"Don't wanna know about my cursed technique? Maybe then you can give me that terrified face I'm anticipating to see so much." Mahito said. His lidded eyes glimsed once again, as if he was feeling a source of pleasure in that very moment.

As you stayed silent, the young curse licked his lips and decided to answer without you asking, "I touch the soul and reshape it." Just as he was finished, you felt something, something from inside you. you froze in place, losing ability to move in the slightest. He should've done something to you, that was for sure, just like Geto. You hated these jerks.

"I really wanna see you change.. but I'm afraid your cute little human form can't tolerate it." The young man whispered with a chuckle. When he stepped back, you took a deep breath. You didn't even realize when you stopped breathing.

"By the way, I heard you talking about Zenins. What are you planning to do to them?" Mahito asked as he bounced on a couch, making himself comfortable. You decided to stay where you were and crossed your arms infront of your heaving chest. "Is it any of your business?"

"Of course, we're teammates, remember?" You truely wanted to make that psychotic smile disappear from his face. You couldn't though.. not just yet. As he spoke once again, his words caught your attention, "And I also had a suggestion for you, since there's no way for you to be the strongest curse again unless you get rid of some kids."

You cocked an eyebrow, lowering your arms as your stepped closer. "What you mean by that?" You saw him smirking as you asked.

Mahito patted the empty space beside him. You rolled your eyes but you obeyed his unmouthed request anyway. As you sat down beside him, Mahito turned to face you, and his hands reached for you again. This time, you grabbed his wrists though, stopping him before he could touch you.

"Would you stop touching me up like a rapist? I haven't accepted your conditions yet." Your tone was stren but it didn't stop him from freeing his hands and plaing one on your clothed thigh.

"What other choice do you have? It's work with us or die, and you don't sound like someone who's planning a suicide." Mahito let out a psychotic but quiet laugh. His hands started to squeeze a bit harder, not in a painful way, but just in a way that you could feel every brush of his fingertips better. "And I'm just fascinated by the shape of your soul. It's different. Rather... curious."

You decided to show no reaction to his perverted reflect on your shape. You didn't bother to snap his hands away as well. If you felt like his touches were getting to really personal places, you could do something about it then, or at least, you wish you could.

"What was that you were talking about earlier?" you asked curiously. Mahito kept his eyes on your form as he answered, "Sukuna is back, you see. There's this kid in the Jujutsu High, Itadori Yuuji, whose body seems to be able to tolerate Sukuna Ryomen's cursed energy and host him."

Each word added to the tightness in your stomach as well as the depth of your frown. Mahito's hands were now sneaking under the loose sleeves of your kimono, craving to touch your skin instead of that cloth. "With him being around, no one would regard you as the strongest anymore."

"God damn it. How could that mother fucking Geto not mention that we're fighting against The King of Curses when he was telling me about his plans?" You could kill that man, really! Mahito was too engaged in feeling you up to answer right after. It took him a couple of minutes to find the words to express, "Because that's not a part of the plan."

"Hey! I think that's enough." You said in an annoyed tone as he attempted to slid the collar of your kimono aside to slid his hand under it. "Why? I can feel how your body's reacting to it. Doesn't that feel good?" His last words were suggestive, his grin deepening as his fingers brushed sweetly against your neck and collarbones despite your earlier disapproval.

You didn't say anything, cause you couldn't disagree. It did feel good to be touched like a loved one again, to be adored. And unlike Geto, Mahito's touch was sweet, caring, even though you knew it was not in reality. Mahito took that silence as a sign to keep going. He unwrapped the kimono, just a bit, to have more space. One hand moved down your body in a slow pace that gave you a pleasing shiver.

"As I said before, I can see and feel the shape of your soul and body. So I know there's something going on inside you, down your stomach." His words held a shameless tone in them, still making the coil in your stomach tighten further. You bit on your bottom lip as a finger brushed against your perked nipple. "And if I didn't have that technique, I could still take a guess by the way you've been rubbing your thighs together."

Your muscles clenched and you let a shaky pant leave your parted lips as he pinched your nipple slightly hard. The sky was starting to get lighter in colour, announcing that the sun is soon to show up. And you were starting to feel more than just goosebumps in react to Mahito's touch.

You leaned towards him slightly, which made the curse chuckle to himself, sliding his other hand between your squeezing thighs. You gripped at his wrist, but not to rip it off you, just to have something to dig your nails into as pleasure started to get more into your brain.

A part of your brain, though, was still focused on your conversation and the suggestion he was talking about earlier. So in the middle of enjoying his fingers playing with your nipples, you managed to moan out in curiousity, "And what does that have to do with my revenge from the Zenin?"

"What are you doing?" The sleepy voice ripped the pleasuring scene apart as you jumped in place. As you turned your gaze, you saw Choso standing in the entering of the kitchen. A confused frown was designing his face, and his long black hair was down to his shoulders. His eyes wandered between you and Mahito, whose hands were still under your kimono. "Why are you touching her like that...?"

Mahito let out a loud laugh and stood to his feet, the warmth of his hands staying on your skin for a couple of more minutes as he walked to his mate. "I'm the one who was born a month ago, but you definately have more things to learn, innocent Choso~"

Choso was looking rather confused, as if waiting for more explanation, which he didn't get. Instead, the whole topic was thrown into forgetfulness as footsteps could be heard from the bedrooms.

"Mahito, you're too loud for fuck's sake!" Geto nagged, words coming out from between his greeted teeth as he passed the other two to get to the kitchen. You readjusted your kimono before joining them. Mahito was just sitting behind the desk while Choso seemed to be trying to cook something for breakfast. Geto just turned the electronic kettle on before walking back to his bedroom. You followed him in silence, standing in the doorway as the man opened his closet to choose clothes.

"Going somewhere?" You asked with a low tone. He didn't bother to even look at you, just choosing a black set of suit and button-up shirt. "I have to work, since we have to at least look like a normal family or whatever." He explained simply as he started to change.

When he took off his T-shirt, which he put on for sleep, you turned your gaze away. "We need to talk more about the plans. I still don't know anything about your real intentions and details on what you guys want to do in Jujutsu High."

Geto cocked an eyebrow at you, the corner of his lips sliding up slightly in a smirk. "I'll take that as 'Idon't wanna die, so I'll obey you'. And we will talk after I came back from work."

He adjusted his clothes on his body and did his hair in a neat and tight manbun behind his head, which made him look more like a gentleman than the jerk you knew he was. Geto walked to the kitchen once again, you following him around like a lost child. As the man made himself a cup of coffee, you added, "I wanna know everything, Geto. It's the only way I agree to double your techniques."

"As a reminder, you didn't really have a say in that anyway." The man said with a sadistic chuckle as he walked to the main door. "But we will still be mates, nonetheless, so I will tell you the plan. Don't worry about it." By the end of his sentence, he handed you his cup to put on his shoes.

"Oh~ and by the way, be ready for when I'm coming back home, pretty thing," Geto started, his smirk widening as he took his coffee back. He slid to fingers under your chin to make you look at his lidded eyes as he leaned a little towards you to whisper, "I'm looking forward to try your doubling technique tonight!"

Author's Note Here's part two bc I wanna get to the exciting part more quickly ;) And thank you all so much for your likes on Part 1, that was heartwarming ^^♡

And just as a reminder, I'm not native, so please tell me if you found any grammar mistakes, typos, etc. so I can correct them :)

I'll try my best to upload Part 3 as soon as possible. Leave a comment if you wanna be mentioned on the next part @_@

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iiserena

1 year ago

People who write smut for Alastor are so weird