Room 505

Gojo x Reader, Geto x Reader , Nanami x Reader

summary : Geto and Gojo were the strongest sorcerers to date in Jujutsu Tech College, you looked up to them and wanted to be just as strong as they were. Lucky for you they were so happy and willing to help you. Under their tutelage you bloomed, but Nanami finds your relationship with them suspicious. A three day mission to exorcise a cursed spirit at a resort, reveals more than Nanami expected.

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cw : dubcon/noncon , f!reader, Virgin!Nanami , threesome , unprotected sex, coercion, voyeurism, characters are of age ( setting is that Nanami and reader are 19 while Gojo and Geto are 20 in college ) , Gojo and Geto abusing their senpai status , slight degradation, creampie, manipulation, reader calls Geto and Gojo senpai, Nanami catches them and watches, implied squirting, face fucking, slight dumbification

wc: 6.4K

a/n: yes it’s been awhile and I come back with a threesome fic. Thank u for waiting if u waited afsgsjjd thank u for your patience. Hope this doesn’t disappoint huhu just ugh I’m down bad for these three. I suck at writing summaries. Gg. Anywhooo enjoyyyvand don’t forget to reblog and if you like scream and fangirl in my inbox or the comments Huhuhu also will proofread more afshsj don’t mind the errors

M I N O R S D O N O T I N T E R A C T

“Why don’t you go get us checked in?”

You were gently nudged to the front desk of the little holiday hotel, not objecting to the powerful jujutsu sorcerer and your senpai by a year in Jujutsu Tech College.

“We’ll look around and see if anything is suspicious, kay?” A soothing voice sounded from your left, the white haired male’s best friend patting your head as the two walked off together to check for any signs of the curse assigned to the team. The team being your two seniors, Geto and Gojo, and you and Nanami.

The blond lingered behind you, hands deep in his pockets and eying the lobby with his slanted eyes, paying you no mind as you checked in for them.

Nanami was usually paired with his best friend Yu on missions, and he wasn’t really enthusiastic about being given any as well. With Nanami, you could relax a little, his presence was soothing to you despite how quiet he appeared on the outside but really, once you strike a conversation that piques his interest he is very sociable.

“Nanamin,” you called out sweetly as you skipped to where he was, watching the people that passed by in the hotel’s lobby.

The moment your voice reached his ears, Nanami felt his ears burn and he met your eyes for a second only to keep his gaze away, opting to look at the beach a few metres out of the hotel.

“We should go check into the rooms,” you spoke, hands behind your back and playing with the hotel keys. “I tried to get three rooms since I knew you wouldn’t want to bunk with Gojo senpai but there were only two rooms left.”

“I can manage,” he reassured you, opening his palm for you to place the room key he was to share with the rest. He’ll probably hold onto it too, if Gojo gets it there’s a 98 percent chance he’d lose it and make you get a new one.

You placed the key on his open palm, his heart skipping a beat when your fingers brushed his skin and smiled at him.

He walked three steps behind you, admiring you a little as you walked ahead and waited for the elevator. The four of you hadn’t come here wearing your uniforms to blend in with the people, you had worn something Gojo had shoved into your hands and pushed you into the women’s restroom in the airport. The white summer dress hugged your torso snuggly, accentuating your curves and the skirt flowed daintily and loose around your waist to your calves. Simple and elegant.

The bell boy followed behind the two of you with Gojo, Geto, his and your bags. The young man eyed you up and down before glancing at Nanami, probably wondering about the nature of your relationship with him.

“Couple getaway?” He asked innocently.

“Huh?” You blinked at the question, your realisation settling in a little late, heat creeping up to your cheeks as you stumbled over your words.

Before the doors of the elevators closed, a foot stopped it from closing, making the doors open again.

“Darling, sorry I took so long,” Gojo’s voice sounded, round dark sunglasses set low on his nose bridge, walking in with Geto right behind him.

Gojo wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you to his side and giving the blushing bellboy a wink.

You didn’t say anything, looking down at your feet instead, your face too hot and sweat collecting in your palms. You could feel Geto’s gentle yet piercing gaze on you, watching in amusement as the much taller male dwarfed you, pretending to be your lover.

Nanami looked away in annoyance, worry blooming deep within his chest as he thought about whether Gojo was making you uncomfortable or not. He was always far too close to his liking, crossing boundaries that you found hard to say no to. Geto usually gets his friend under control but sometimes joins in on the teasing as well.

You couldn’t say no. Not with how you idolised them. Looked up to them and took every praise, guidance and word of advice from them like gospel. It was merely because you believed them to be good people, like Yu, you chose to see and believe the good in people.

Nanami was relieved that Geto would never cross the line nor take advantage of you. He would keep Gojo in check.

“You tell me if our room isn’t to your liking, Hm?” Nanami overheard Gojo , who followed you into your room, still playing the role of boyfriend to fool the bellboy till he left.

“I-it’s fine,” you muttered softly, heart racing to be so close to the Gojo Satoru.

You’ve gotten so close with the two when they offered to tutor you and teach you everything they know, to help you control your cursed energy.

“Don’t worry about Satoru, Nanami. He’s just teasing as usual,” Geto brushed off, taking the middle bed out of the three in the room. He laid down on the bed, hands behind his head and closed his eyes.

“Were there any signs of the curse?” Your small voice broke the silence, Gojo strutting into the room and heading straight to the minibar.

“Not yet. Most of the cases happened after the sun had completely gone down. So we have to wait a bit,” Geto informed the team, Nanami absorbing the information to make sure he’d be able to protect you.

“How dangerous is it?” Your brows knitted together with worry, sitting on the edge of Nanami’s bed.

“Nothing you need to worry about,” Gojo grinned with confidence, opening a can of soda. “Besides, you're the strongest right here.”

Nanami let out a deep annoyed sigh while Geto rolled his eyes.

“You won’t even need to lift a finger,” Gojo winked at you, sipping his drink, smirking at how you flushed and stared down at your folded hands on your lap. Oh, how your reactions made Gojo giddy.

“Do not underestimate her, Gojo,” Nanami crossed his arms over his chest.

“I’m not,” Gojo pouted, sitting in his bed that looked out the balcony and the beach.

Before Gojo could say anything to aggravate Nanami, Geto sat up, offering you a warm charming smile.

“How about you and I go take a walk on the beach? I heard some kids talking about the shaved ice treats there. We still have time to kill anyway.”

Your lashes fluttered, tempted by the sweet treat mentioned. Like a child easily swayed, you nodded excitedly, the white bow tied in your hair bouncing as you nodded.

And just like that you and Geto were off to take a walk on the beach, Gojo pouting when he watched the two of you from the balcony, the gentle summer breeze blowing through your hair as Geto’s hand rested on the small of your back, while you laughed at something he said.

Nanami always had suspicions that Gojo would’ve taken advantage of you when you had asked him to be your mentor but it seemed that Geto has always kept Gojo in check, never letting him be any closer than he was now.

He’d be able to rest easy after the curse was disposed of.

But for now, he watched you laugh and smile with another man who might just be carving his way into your gentle heart that he wanted a place in.

The dead of night came too quickly and the curse was disposed of so easily. Nanami was already tucked in his bed, sighing at another day of fighting curses, wanting sleep to take him so that he wakes to a new day. He wanted to fall asleep before Gojo and Geto got back from partying in the beach bar, to avoid the drunken banter the two would have. He could hear the party faintly from the beach but it wasn’t that troublesome to affect his sleep.

He should check on you though. You didn’t go with them, wanting to stay in your room and take some time off to yourself since it was rare for all of you to be able to just lay back and enjoy life like normal people.

Nanami sat up. He’ll just knock and see if you’re awake, and then he’ll go back to bed. If anything sounds wrong he’ll come in with the spare key Gojo asked for safety reasons.

Pushing his hair back, he slipped out of bed, eyes already adjusted to the dark and made his way to the door.

“I-I still don’t know how this is supplemental to our tutoring” you murmured, crossing your arms over your naked chest, pulling your knees closer to yourself as he stared.

“Well since I offered to be your mentor, I need to get to know the way your body reacts,” he explained so believably you fell for it. He only wanted what’s best for you right? “Plus, it’s fun for me and Suguru. And from all the previous times, you had fun too. Remember?” He flashed you a smile, crawling closer towards you on the bed, his long lanky frame taking up most of the space.

“Come on, don’t hide yourself,” Gojo pouted, sapphire eyes glowing.

You glanced at Geto who sat on the edge of the bed, a cigarette between his lips and gave you a look of ‘Don’t worry too much.’ Hesitating, you slowly let your arms fall to yours sides, fingers curling to grip the sheets, heart pounding in your chest.

“Ah, I missed your tits,” Gojo sighed happily, mouth watering at the sight of your uncovered mounds, nipples hardening from the cold air.

Without a warning his fingers tweaked at your nipple, a shaky breath left you, trying to remain calm and collected. But he pinched and rolled them in a way that sent warmth to your core.

“Senpai…”. Your lips trembled, his face close to your chest, ogling your tits. “N-not too hars—ah!”

The way senpai fell so sweetly from your lips made Gojo shiver and take one of your breasts into his mouth, swirling his tongue around your hardened peak and sucking roughly. Your hands gripped onto his shoulders, a weak attempt to keep him away but his other hand was quick to cup and massage your other breast.

“Plus this is a way for you to give us something in return. A little exchange for helping you become a better sorcerer,” Geto mused, white smoke wafting through the air, the smell of tobacco mixing with the fresh scent of cotton.

“You learnt something of value today when I exorcised that curse today right?” Gojo asked, his face now close to yours, your breasts where his mouth had been now glistening with his saliva. He continued to tweak and massage your breasts with his large hands, squeezing just the right amount.

You nodded, biting your lip, your thighs visibly shaking and your breathing uneven. He burrowed his nose in the crook of your neck, licking along the column and pinching your nipples a little harder. You whimpered.

“I-I did.”

“And what do we say when we teach you something new?” Geto drawled with a lilt in his voice, scanning the curvatures of your body and how it was now arching into Gojo’s touch, who was now nipping and kissing along your neck and collarbones, leaving marks.

“T-thank you,” you squeaked out, heat collecting in your core.

This was the only way you could repay them, they said. The only fair way. You didn’t expect that you’d be losing your virginity a couple months back to Gojo and Geto, your body being the thing you paid your gratitude with.But then again, how was this supposed to be supplemental to becoming stronger?

One of Gojo’s hands left your breasts, it trailed downwards, caressing your stomach before tracing the band of your panties.

“Have you touched yourself without me knowing?” He suddenly asked, the question catching you off guard. You tried to squirm away, only to be stopped by the pillows against the headboard. “It’s okay if you did, as long as you were thinking of me.” He winked seductively, fingers skimming your covered pussy.

You shook your head, a trimmed white brow raising with surprise.

“Oh? So you must be extra sensitive then,” he chuckled, pressing onto your clit, making you squeeze his shoulders. He sighed against your neck, rubbing your pussy through the dampening cloth of your panties while Geto watched from the side, still smoking but enjoying the view nonetheless. He’d get his turn.

“You looked so cute in the dress I picked up for you,” Gojo hummed, feeling the throb of your pussy against his fingers that were slowly starting to get wet with your growing arousal. “I bet Nanami thought so too.”

The mention of Nanami had you looking down almost in defeat, embarrassed even. Did Nanami find you cute? He couldn’t. After he finds out what you’d been letting Geto and Gojo do with you…he might ignore you purely out of disgust. You didn’t want that. Your panic manifested into tears, your eyes watery as you wanted it all to stop.

“D-don’t want to do this,” you murmured softly, turning to your side, covering your chest with your arms again and folding your legs into your chest. “It feels wrong.”

You heard Gojo huff in disappointment. His playtime cut short.

But Geto had it all in control.

“What does?” He laid down behind you, pressing close to you, his hand caressing the side of your arm to soothe you.

“This.” Your voice trembled, embarrassed to say your reasons but the tears in your eyes begged to flow freely and soon enough you blurted out, “I always thought I’d be doing things like this with someone…someone I love.”

Your eyes widened when you realised what you had just said, gauging their expressions with panic.

“Love?”

“Don’t tell me…” Gojo’s smirk widened and you covered your face, closing the gaps of your fingers tightly not wanting to see a glimpse of their expressions. It was embarrassing enough as it is to be naked and vulnerable to them but that…

Cold fingertips caressed your thighs and the next thing you knew, you were flipped onto your back with thighs pressed to your chest. Your panty clad pussy exposed to bright sapphire eyes.

“You’re in love with Nanami?” He teased, pink tongue darting out to lick along your slit, the cloth dampening even further as you squirmed in his grasp.

“S-stop,” you tried to push him away but warm strong hands wrapped around your wrists, restraining you so that his best friend could have his way.

“Would you rather Nanami be the one doing all these things to you hm?” Geto rasped in your ear while Gojo pushed the crotch of your panties aside to kiss your clit, your body jolting at the sensation.

“Ah, s-senpai, please st-ah!” His lips latched onto your sensitive nub, tongue flicking furiously against it, electric shocks shooting through your core while a finger prodded at your clenching entrance. “Not there, please don’t.”

“You sure? You’re getting turned on though ,” Gojo quipped, his statement backed up when he dipped two fingers in your clenching hole. “And so wet.“

The moment his digits were hugged by your walls, he didn’t waste time in curling them, fingers that reached deeper than your own would. The lewd squelching sound of him stuffing your cunt filled the room as well as your breathy gasps, all words caught in your throat and all reason melting away.

“S-stop,” you whined, clenching around his fingers that were rubbing your walls so deliciously.

“What’s wrong?” Geto pouted, faux pity in his tone as he settled himself behind you, placing you on his lap spreading your further for Satoru. He pinned both wrists behind your back with one hand, softly humming when your ass rubbed against his stiffening cock. “You were so eager to please us before. You don’t want to disappoint us do you?”

“Ah—n-no,” you admitted, the obscene slurping sounds of Gojo playing with you with his mouth and tongue, starting to feel good. Too good. “But please don’t tell Nanami…d-don’t tell him. Please.” You begged, Gojo’s tongue pushing past your entrance and tasting your insides, the bridge of his nose grinding against your clit.

“He won’t ever know, Princess,” Geto cooed, grabbing your right breast roughly, tweaking your nipple between his fingers. “It’s always been and still will be our little secret.”

The wet appendage bullying its way within your walls, wriggled inside you in an unexplainable way. You couldn’t believe that the Gojo Satoru was between your thighs , licking and slurping away at your cunt as if it was something sweet that he’s craved for so long. It felt dirty for him to be so utterly close to your intimate area and that the same lips and tongue that would kiss you were doing the same down there.

But it felt so good. Every time the bridge of his nose ground against your clit when he slurped and fucked you with his tongue had the heat in your belly grow and spark into flames. Your hips would jut and wriggle, the sensations being too much and not enough at the same time. And it didn’t help that Suguru was kneading and massaging your breast, tweaking your nipples now and then.

“Fuck,” Gojo groaned against your heat. “Missed this sweet pussy.” Then he continued his assault, bringing you closer to the edge.

You whimpered out his name a couple of times, mumbling that it was too much, to slow down but it fell on deaf ears, resulting in the uncontrollable shake of your body as you came.

“You taste so good,” he hummed, holding your hips down and lapping your juices that spilled forth, wetting your pussy even more.

“It’s my turn now, Satoru,” Geto spoke calmly from behind you, running his hands along your sides.

Next thing you knew, Geto’s lips were on yours, sweetly kissing you with such care and passion, no time given to you to gather yourself nor process everything. You’d be lying if the way he handled you didn’t make your heart flutter. His large hands roamed the expanse of your body, caressing beneath your breasts before squeezing them and guiding you on all fours.

The cold air brushed against the exposed slick folds of your pussy, your trembling impossible to control you could only grip the sheets and stare at the way they crumpled, the ache within you burning.

With his thumb, he spread your lips apart, whistling at the sight of your pulsing pink hole before rubbing the tip of his cock along your folds. “Why don’t we try something new this time around, hm?” The mischievous lilt in his voice made you heat up further, clenching around nothing.

“You can take Satoru in your pretty mouth while I fuck you dumb from behind. How does that sound to you sweetheart?” He cooed, his flush tip circling around your clit making you moan. You couldn’t take the teasing. You’d be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t want this, didn’t want to repeat over and over the secret meetings you three would have. You’ve always looked up to Geto and Gojo, admired them, loved them. But the love you had for Nanami was different. The way he made your heart flutter and warm was different from the searing hot heat that Geto and Gojo provided.

“Geto-senpai …” you had whispered, gripping the sheets, melting bit by bit by his hot cock prodding at your entrance, your walls begging to be stretched, to be filled. “N-need you inside. P-please. I promise to be good.” You panted, the greed within you blinding logic.

“Sweet Angel,”Geto sighed, his grips on your hips tightening as he popped the head of his cock inside of you, a moan of relief leaving your lips. “You’ve always been good for us.”

“Too good,” Gojo added, tilting your head up with his thumb, his usually bright electric blue eyes a dark glowing blue. His thumb swiped your lip while Geto slowly inched his way inside of you, stretching your walls deliciously. You couldn’t fight back the moan that left you as you stared at Gojo’s expressions.

“Best fucking pussy,” Geto groaned from behind, sinking to the hilt, the fullness driving you crazy, your walls and clit tingling from it all.

Gojo swiped your lips once more, this time with the tip of his cock, the slit leaking beads of precum that in your lustful daze, made you lick the pink head to taste him. Gojo swore and threw his head back, letting you swirl your tongue around his tip before you let him slip past your lips.

You moaned around his cock when you felt Geto draw back, only to thrust back in languidly before building up the pace. One that was too fast it had you squeezing him tight, where his cock was brushing against your sweet spot inside you, one that Gojo began to match as he held you by the hair and was fucking into your mouth, then deep in your throat.

“Shit, keep fucking her like that, her throat gets tight when you hit her sweet spot,” Gojo moaned, staring at your pretty bleary eyes, darkened with lust, looking up at him so cutely as you gagged and drilled around his cock. Fuck, you were gonna make him cum so fast if you kept looking at him like that.

“Such a good girl aren’t you?” Geto grunted, driving his hips til it slapped with your ass over and over, his eyes catching glimpses of the creamy ring of white forming at the base of his cock. “You’re so hot baby.” He groaned, fucking your harder you screamed around Gojo’s cock.

They felt so good. It was euphoric. All you could think about was how good they were making you feel, how hot and heavy their cocks were inside you, and how their praises fell so sweetly from their lips.

In the darkness of the small hall by the door, dark eyes watched silently. They watched the way the two men dwarfed your frame, how Geto’s fast thrusts made your breasts bounce til your arousal was leaking down and glistening on your inner thighs, and how Gojo’s balls slammed against your chin as he fucked your pretty face, drool dripping down your chin.

His breath was caught in his throat and he was desperately trying to deny the heat that began to bloom within him at the sight of you getting fucked. Trying to control the hardening of his own cock in his boxers. He was supposed to be filled with fury and thoughts to reprimand his seniors for abusing their power over you but instead he was wondering about how warm your mouth was and how hot and tight your walls would be.

This was wrong, he told himself silently, his eyes on you the entire time. And the sight before him, his two seniors fucking you at the same time was something he didn’t expect to walk in on, he was hoping to see you in your bed, fast asleep. Not on all fours taking two cocks as if you were in heat.

“Fuck, I’m cumming,” Gojo groaned, hips stilling in one final thrust, his hand tangled in your hair pressing you further down til your nose was pressed on his pelvic bone. You unintentionally clenched your walls as you felt his hot cum spill down your throat, taking all he was giving you. “Good girl.” Gojo praised, grinning as he pulled out, hints of his cum still present on your pink tongue.

Arms trembling, your upper body fell onto the bed, Geto’s grasp on your hips kept your ass up, your body jolting forward from each hard and deep thrust. Your fingers curled against the sheets, moaning at the way his balls slapped against your clit, his name falling in soft chants.

“C-cum…ah—,” you panted against the sheets, broad furrowing as you were getting closer to the edge. “Make me cum, s-so close. Feel so good. I—ah. Please. Please. Please.”

Geto swore at the small pleads, one hand snaking around your waist as he pressed his torso against your back, his hot breath against your ear as his fingers found your clit.

“Fuck, you’re getting so tight around me baby,” Geto moaned in your ear, the silkiness in his voice made you clench around him. “Pretty girl likes to get praised doesn’t she?” He teased, rubbing your sensitive pearl, your moans getting louder and higher, the steady pounding of his cock into your cunt and the pressure on your clit hurling you to the edge.

“Fuck, I’m close,” Geto burrowed his face in the crook of your neck, hips increasing in pace. “Take my cum, baby. Fuck.”

“N-no, not inside,” you gasped, the pressure on your clit making your eyes roll back, your protests ceasing almost immediately as your orgasm hits you.

Geto’s hips stuttered as the pressure at the base of his spine released, pulling out and pumping himself till he came all over your back. The hot spurts painted your skin white and he squeezes your ass in appreciation. you were lucky Gojo wasn’t fucking you then, he would’ve cum inside you and Geto wasn’t that cruel, he still cared for you in more ways than one.

Your head was spinning, the tingling sensation that exploded from your core washed over you like waves. The warmth that painted your stomach heated your skin and with heavy lidded eyes you glanced down to see the mess of his cum, panting as you tried to catch your breath.

“My turn!” Gojo chirped like a boy waiting for his turn at a toy. His large hand grabbed your ankle pulling you to the foot of the bed to carry you, back pressed against his chest and his arms hooked beneath your knees, his tip rubbing on your clit making you whine.

“S-senpai , wait,” you breathlessly spoke up, slumped against him, his strong arms supporting your weight. “I just c-ca—ah!”

His cock easily slipped inside you, splitting your walls apart again so quickly after your orgasm, you squeezed him tight. From where Nanami stood, he could see your pussy so clearly in the dim lighting. It glistened with slick and your cute lips were parted to accommodate Gojo’s lengthy cock, the sight made him even harder.

“How does it feel, Princess?” Gojo rasped in your ear, feeling your slick coat his length and drip down his balls.

“G-good. Feels good,” you admitted shamelessly, thighs shaking as he began to thrust up into you. “S’too much, Gojo.”

“Mhm? Make up your mind, baby,” he groaned, eyes closing at the sweet sensation of your soft walls hugging him. “You’re so fucking wet.” He pistons into you, your whines and moans filling the room once more. “I bet Nanami would love to fuck this pretty pussy too.”

A lump formed in the blonds throat, still stood in the shadows of the hall, the room door behind him closed. Why was his name brought up? Did Gojo know he was here? He should’ve known better. He should turn away now before he gets caught and makes you uncomfortable. It was already bad that he had stood there and watched you get fucked by his seniors, and enjoyed hearing your sweet sinful moans.

“You want that don’t you, Princess?” Gojo pressed on, his pace unrelenting, desperate to finish inside you. “Want Nanami to fuck you just as I do and fill your precious womb with cum.”

Nanami’s fingers barely touched the steel knob, pausing on his way out , his curiosity getting the better of him.

You could only whine in response, core clenching tight, the sensation of Gojo’s cock scraping your walls and brushing your g-spot, bringing you closer to the edge once more. They made you feel so good, it always felt like a dream.

“You little slut,” Gojo chuckled deeply, feeling your walls clamp around him. “Of course you want that. Why don’t you put on a show for him then, hm? Look.”

Panic surged throughout your body, eyes forcing itself to focus on the surroundings of the room, making out the unmistakable silhouette in the dimmed entryway. Your hands immediately covered your face in embarrassment, body growing hotter and hotter.

He was here. Nanami was seeing you like this.

“N-no,” you whimpered when your back met the bed, exposing your front to Nanami’s dark eyes. How much did he see? How did he get in? What was he thinking? A soft pressure on your throbbing pearl had you crying out. Why did it feel so good even when he was here? Why isn’t he looking away?

“Fuck, I’m cumming. Fuck,” Gojo hissed over and over, bliss seeping through his features and his grip on your hips tightening. “Watch Nanami, see how good she takes it.”

As everything Gojo appeared to be, even his moans, the one he makes especially when he finished, were pretty. He stilled inside you, cock pulsing as he shivered at the rippling pleasure up and down his spine. Warm heat flooded your insides, the sensation of his seed pouring into your womb making you softly moan in bliss, mind disregarding the idea that he actually came inside you. You were against it. You were. But it felt so good. The seeping warmth, the heat of his pearly white skin against yours and his breath fanning your neck as he caught his breath. It was all too good.

“N-na…,” you drawled softly, trying to form the syllables of the blonds name who stood by. Your eyes scanned him over, blinking away the drowsiness that came with the high. His face was flushed pink, lips slightly parted and as your eyes trailed lower, you could see the prominent bulge in his dark navy plaid pyjamas.

Did he want you too?

“Fuck,” Gojo hissed, pulling away, cock slipping out of you and bright blue eyes observing the white the seeped out your abused hole. “Shit, that’s hot.” He grinned proudly, getting a good look. “Suguru, look. This is what you’re missing out on.”

The raven haired stole a glance, admiring the creampie that Satoru just gave you.

“There’s always next time,” Geto reminded him, a smirk working it’s way up his lips as he tilted his head still crying your pink heat. He’ll definitely get his turn. But first…

“You know she can help you with that,” Geto’s voice pierced through Nanami’s trance, who almost drooled at what he just saw.

“W-what?” He cleared his throat, fists clenched on his sides, telling himself to resist.

“That.” Geto tilted his head, gesturing to the blonds hard on.

“I-I’m fi—,”

“Kento…”

‘No. Don’t say my name that way’ , his teeth ground against each other. The call of his name forcing his eyes that had been on the ceiling to you. Gojo laid by your side, caressing your cheek and praising you, while you looked at him. Dainty fingers reached out to him, palm up, beckoning him to come closer.

“W-want you too,” you murmured softly, the shyness in your voice evident to his ears. The chosen words made him blush. This couldn’t be real.

And yet, he took a step forward. Then another…and another.

His body moved on its own before his mind could process what he was doing. He chanted the word ‘Resist’ over and over, even when Gojo placed his hands on his shoulders, making him sit on the edge of the bed, telling him that this was his chance.

Even when you had straddled his lap, your arms draped over his shoulders, your lips brushing his nose, your very being just so treacherously close, was breaking his resolve, tearing it down piece by piece so easily.

Nanami winced when your hand wrapped around his length, aligning it to your heat. There was little to no fight in him left, not when the woman he sought after, admired, fell in love with, was taking initiative in the way he could only dream of.

The way you moaned in his ear when his leaking head popped inside your cunt began in him an addiction he never thought he’d have. He wanted to hear those sounds from you again, he wanted to be the reason for your moans, for your pleasure.

“K-Kento,” you whimpered, sinking lower unto his length. “Ah—you’re inside.” You breathed out shakily, walls tightening around him, a soft grunt leaving Nanami at the sensation.

Slowly, despite your tired body, you rocked your hips up and down his length, the heat and the pressure drawing you into a trance, already lost at the feeling of Nanami filling you up.

“She feels great doesn’t she?” Gojo mused, watching you ride the usually stoic man before you.

Nanami could hear the grin on his senior’s face, no quick retort nor remark could leave him. Not with how your walls enveloped him so tightly. Instead his hands found purchase on your hips, guiding you along his cock. He could feel your arousal leaking from you, along his length and down his balls. It was so easy to thrust into you with the mess of your wetness and the previous man’s cum. It was all so dirty.

“A-ah—feel s’good,” you moaned, wrapping your arms around his neck, bringing his face to your chest, your body trembling with pleasure.

“Awe, look at our little Princess,” Gojo cooed, watching your cute lewd expressions. “She finally gets the man that she wanted.”

“She looks pretty when she’s fucking like that.” Geto chimed in, lighting a cigarette a he enjoyed the show before him.

“Oi, Nanaminnn. Isn’t this your first time?” The white haired man chortled from behind.

The blond ignored them both. Too lost with the heat of your body against his. Too lost with the squeeze of your velvety walls. Your moans, your gasps, the cute whines of his name on your lips. All of it. It was dizzying.

Gently, Nanami switched your positions. Your back pressed against the bed with him between your legs, and his string hands on either side of your head, pinning you below him as he thrusts into you again at his own pace. Fast and deep, giving you all he’s got.

You cried out at the new position, feeling another orgasm quickly building up in your very sensitive core. But the warmth that enveloped you this time was different. It was like the first morning rays of sun against your skin, comforting and sweet. It was because it was Nanami. As your body rocked from the power of his thrusts, you admired him above you. His blond hair was matte and no longer neatly swept back, bangs falling over his dark eyes, and a pink blush dusted his cheeks, and his lips were glossy and parted slightly as he grunted and panted above you.

Nanami wouldn’t be able to last long. Not with how you were looking at him.

“F-fuck,” he groaned under his breath, pressing his torso against yours and guiding your leg with one hand to wrap around his waist. He was close. And by the way your cunt was tightly sucking him in, you were close to.

“C-cum with me,” you breathed out, wrapping your arms around his neck, his cock drilling into you relentlessly, fat cockhead kissing your cervix with each thrust and brushing your g-spot. “F-fill me up, please. Want you to cum inside me.” You babbled, your words only spurring him on.

“Fuck, she’s so pretty when she begs like that. It’s getting me hard again.” Gojo groaned from the back.

Nanami reached between the two of you, fingers finding your swollen pearl and massaging it in a circular motion, your walls tightening even more around his length.

“Cum for me,” he rasped against your ear. The gruff, deep timbre of his voice made your whole body shiver and melt even further for him.

His thrusts quickened and his fingers continued to rub your clit, your nerve endings becoming more sensitive with each second. You could feel it. The tightening in your stomach, the build up of pressure in your lower belly. Your moans were leaving you without restraint at this point, feeling too utterly good from his cock, til the knot inside you snapped. You came all over him, your sweet release dripping down his muscular thighs and onto the bed, and in a couple of thrusts, his release soon followed, and you basked are the blissful expression on his face.

“I l-love you,” you murmured, against his neck, as he stilled on top of you, cock pumping out his seed into your womb. The warmth welcomed and even making you giggle. You were happy to be connected with Nanami like this. Your heart felt full.

He softly moaned against your ear, your confession making this messed up union, sweeter than it should have been. He could feel you milking his cock, walls pulsating against his length, taking what you could of his cum while the excess leaked out of your abused hole.

“Feels nice to cum inside her huh?” Gojo quipped from the back, cock hard again and hoping for another turn. “Shit, you made me wanna go agai—

“You’ve had your turn dipshit,” Geto grabbed his friend by the ear, dragging him towards the armchair in the corner of the room.

Nanami slowly parted from you, blushing at the sight of your pussy leaking with his cum. He didn’t know what to say. What could he possibly say?

“Are you okay?” He cleared his throat, lying beside you, letting you catch your breath.

You nodded with the sweetest smile on your face.

“You’d be surprised with how much she can take, Nanami,” Geto spoke, the bed dipping in your side as he settled beside you, turning you on your stomach. “The night is far from over. Plus,” he smirked, pushing your puffy lips apart just to get a good view of your cum filled pussy. “I haven’t come inside her yet, and you,” he helped you to your hands and knees, your face perfectly close to Nanami’s cock.

“You haven’t even gotten to try her mouth yet. As you can see….” he lined himself with your cunt, sheathing himself instantly to not let any cum go to waste, only to find your walls greeting him with a gentle squeeze. “She doesn’t disappoint.”

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a/n: this was only suppose to be oral.. somehow it turned into this and i am now violently whoreknee.

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withloveevv

3 months ago

$hit TOJI would say when he:

❥Picks you up from work:

You get in the parked vehicle, slamming the door to his expensive car just a little too roughly. You were tense and had a shitty day. He could tell from the exhausted blank look in your eyes. His heavy hand rests on your thigh and he gives it a nice comforting squeeze.

“Wanna take it out on my dick once we get home?”, he asked shamelessly, caring in his own unusual way.

And you just give him a nod.

❥Eating you out:

Face buried between your thighs, his tongue licking and digging into your folds, making you tremble within minutes of him starting.

“You get so wet when ya pissed”.

“That's it doll. Release all that stress on my tongue. Cum for me”

❥Riding him:

Riding him nice and hard while still wearing your work blouse. His dick getting sore as you ain't just riding him, you are slamming your hips and rotating with each drop, making sure his cock kisses all the right spots. His arms folded and hands resting behind his head as he appreciated his length disappearing and reappearing from your hungry pussy.

“Such a greedy pussy. So hot watching it swallow my fat dick.”

“We would make some hot porn, don’t ya think? With a pussy like that, I would jerk off to that”.

“Fuck doll, hear that? your pussy back talkin’ me”.

❥Cumming inside you:

His hips match your downward thrusts. The tip of his cock inches deep as he paints your inner walls a nice coat of cream.

“Fuck, milk that cock babe. Gonna cum so good for ya”.

“Ah shit….. shit! Babe….babe……BABE!!!”

Toji overstimulated as you continued to ride his spastic sensitive cock, not a pace slower, a thick layer of his white creamy release coating his entire length.

“Quit that shitty ass job. Let Toji take care of ya, doll”.

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withloveevv

4 months ago

HORNY BRAINROT.

☆ includes: aged up! various characters from bnha

☆ warnings: 18+ content, reader is gn or fem depending on the scenario, drug use (weed & alcohol), somnophilia (consent given prior!!), nsfw. not proofread

thinking of izuku coming back home after a long day at the agency; he bends you over the kitchen table you were both about to eat on, and he skips dinner and goes in for dessert between your thighs.

sucking on eijirou’s cock desperately while he pushes your head down and tells you to take it. when he gets close, he yanks your head off him and you switch to jerking him off, your eyes closing as his cum sprays on your face. he groans loudly when you sweep your fingers across your wet skin and then suck on them, looking up at him innocently.

always a lover of public sex, dabi fucks you in alleyways, on rooftops, behind cars at night, and all across the city. he especially enjoys taking you from behind, your back pressed against his chest and his hand wrapped around your throat — he often fucks you like this in sight of the sky during the #2 hero’s patrols.

sometimes hitoshi can’t sleep, so he gently pulls the blankets away from your sleeping figure, admiring you in the dark. he’ll kiss your tummy, hips, and pelvis, then peel away your underwear, his tongue rushing to taste the sweetness between your folds. when you cum, you moan as though you’re in a dream, rarely waking up — occasionally he’ll make you cum so hard you wake up gasping his name.

keigo finds himself feeling overwhelmed when you ride him, his eyes rolling back and his entire body shaking each time he sees your greedy pussy swallow the whole length of his cock. as he unravels more and more, his wings represent how he feels with their wild movements. when he cums loudly, his wings rush in, wrapping around the both of you, pulling you close to him.

despite his shy demeanor, tamaki is a FREAK. he’ll have you sit in a chair, blindfolded, limbs tied to the back and the legs. then, he’ll tease you with kisses and touches, lightly slapping your thighs if you try to pull free to touch him. after a long while, he’ll spread your pussy open and spit onto your clit, then tease you further.

speaking of spitting, katsuki enjoys spitting into your pussy as well, or making you spit onto his cock to lube it up for sex or jerking him off.

i offer u: denki + hanta tag team. hanta’s on his back, your back is on his chest, his cock is stretching out your ass. while he’s thrusting up into your ass and holding you close, denki’s fucking in and out of your pussy with his overstimulated cock. his cum drips from your cunt and trickles down hanta’s cock, adding more lubrication. a threesome with these two would be insane because they would try out every position and cum once from it before stopping.

despite hating it when you edge him, shoto loves it. he’ll sigh shakily, hissing out, “ah— god, make me cum already, stop fucking with me!” but when you let him get real close, he begs you to stop and edge him. it’s confusing but ultimately he enjoys it, and always cries when he cums after edging.

drinking with katsuki always gets rowdy; he’ll show you off, get jealous more easily, and fuck you harder. after a night at the bar and way too many shots, he hops into an uber with you and heads to an expensive hotel instead of your home. katsuki books a big room, the one with the best view of the city and streets (it’s also 2-4 stories up from the lobby). when you get into the room, he practically rips your clothes off, pushing you against the big window overseeing the people and cars beneath. then, he fucks you right against the window, your tits pressed against the glass.

dry humping with eijirou in his agency office with an unlocked door, his hard cock rubbing against your pussy through layers and layers of clothing. when his precum is dripping through his underwear, and your panties are soaked with your slick, he removes whatever’s in the way, besides your underwear. when you start to get loud as his clothed cock creates more friction against you, he pulls off your wet underwear and stuffs them into your mouth, saying, “shh, baby. you have to be quiet, okay? don’t want any of the staff coming in, right?”

sharing a joint with keigo on the balcony of your shared apartment, plumes of smoke swirling around you as he spreads your legs. he always enjoys making out with your pussy before he eats you out, taking your folds and clit between his lips as he drags his tongue against you. he stares up at you with reddened eyes, desperate for your approving moans and facial expressions.

being fucked doggy style by izuku, either in your pussy or ass, as he praises you and your beautiful reflection in the mirror. “oh, you’re so gorgeous.. make me feel so damn lucky every time i look at you.” if you refuse to look, he leans over you, his pecs pressing into your upper back as he tugs your chin. he demands, “watch yourself cum” or “if you look away, i’ll stop pounding you”

shoto always cums within a few minutes of 69ing with you.. the way you desperately hump at his face and gobble down his cock always proves to be too damn much for him. he used to feel embarrassed, but now he just pushes through the overstimulation and adjusts you how he likes, slurping at your pussy loudly as you moan on his cock.

sexting with denki during his work hours, and sending him sneaky photos of your tits/ass/pussy when you know he’s busy. he’s always so quick to read your messages, and he rushes to the bathroom to hide his boner in a stall. he texts you to tell you what he’s gonna do to you, how desperate he is, or he’ll send mirror selfies, his hard cock visible through his pants.

phone sex with dabi, who easily makes you torture yourself. and god, does he sound good — he tells you what to do, rewarding you with his moans/groans or pictures. he’ll talk you through your orgasm, demanding that you keep fingering yourself or stop to ruin it. if you sob over his instructions, he’ll briefly reassure you, and then tell you to shut up and do what he says (he reminds you to be a good girl/slut or threatens to not fuck you).

god.. hitoshi loves filming you going dumb on his cock. most of the videos in his ‘us vids’ folder start off with him praising you as he moves the camera around your body, capturing every inch of you. “so pretty, god damn.” as the video progresses from gentle to rougher, his hand is wrapped around your neck, squeezing enough for you to gasp often. you’re a mess, babbling pleas as you cry his name, eyes rolling back and drool slipping from the corner of your mouth. by the time he’s cumming, you’re begging for him to fill you up, not a single other thought in your head. later, still filming, he thumbs away the saliva at the corner of your mouth; he kisses you and asks if you’re okay.

food play with tamaki, who eagerly gobbles strawberries off your tits, or the whipped cream designs all over your pelvis. even after your skin is free from all the sweetness or its residue, he licks you hungrily, then starts to bite hickeys into your skin. he blushes when you pinch one of his sensitive ears between your fingers and give it a tug — “tamaki, put your tongue to good use and eat me out.”

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withloveevv

3 years ago

That’s your dad?!

Toji Fushiguro x Reader

Synopsis: Who knew your friends dad was so hot? And so….forward….

Warnings: VERY explicit smut. My mouth was watering as I wrote it. I need this man.

Word Count: 2.5k

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“Megs, how come we’ve never seen your dad?”

The conversation went quiet at Nobara’s question as the room directed their attention to Megumi.

“Uh—well, he’s not around much.”

“Around much? He’s never around. And a good thing as well. He’s a douche.” Gojo’s comment earned a slap on the leg from you, making the grown man wince in pain.

“That’s still his dad. Be nice to your students. This is why I’m their favorite.”

“Okay back to the topic at hand, what does your dad look like?” Nobara pushed the topic, dying to know more about Mr. Fushiguro.

“I mean, like me I guess? Except older, covered in muscles and smug.”

“Ha! That’s an understatement.”

“What is, Gojo? That he has a lot of muscles? You jealous or something?” You teased the man, making him lift the side of his blindfold to eye you.

“You’re funny.”

Yuji laughed at his teachers expression, turning to beg to see a picture of Megumi’s dad.

“Well, he’ll be home soon. You guys can see him when he gets here.”

The excitement in the room only grew as time went on. Everyone wanted to see the infamous Toji Fushiguro.

Pretty soon, the students and you and Gojo lowered your voices down to whispers at the sound of heavy footsteps creeping down the hall.

“Meg, why the hell are there so many cars—” the man’s sentence was quickly cut off when he rounded into the room, tall frame bracing himself on the door frame. His tight, black shirt slightly rising above his waistline to display a strip of pale skin.

Your mouth watered.

“Yeah, sorry dad. My friends wanted to come over for a bit.”

His dads eyes scanned the room, meeting yours as a smirk tugged on his lips.

You shifted in your seat, eyes turning downward which drew a chuckle from the man’s lips as he swung his arms down from the doorframe. His large hands clapped together, slinging arms across his chest, causing his muscles to bulge.

“Well, nice to meet you brats. Gojo.”

“Fushiguro.” The man beside you didn’t hide the disdain in his voice. Annoyance dripping in his tone.

“Well, mind introducing me to these kids?”

“Yeah well you know Gojo. That’s Yuji and Nobara. Sitting beside Gojo is Y/N.”

The smirk on his face grew, eyes narrowing as he flicked his gaze back to you, a hand reaching up to rub across his chin.

“Y/N? Don’t think I’ve met this lovely lady. You a teacher?”

“Yep. She’s a newly graduated sorcerer. She’s great.” Gojo cut in.

“Mm, I bet.” Toji’s eyebrow raising at the statement.

The silence that fell over the room made you shift in your seat again.

“Well, I won’t intrude. You kids have fun.” The wink he sent was directed your way before he stalked off.

Your eyes never left his frame as he left. He was the perfect mix of tall, dark and handsome. Danger dripping off him. Something you liked in a man….

“Megumi, that’s your dad???” Nobara whispered through her teeth, swatting at the boys arm.

“Ow.”

“He’s so hot!”

“Ew! He’s Fushiguro’s dad! Don’t say that!” Yuji interjected. “Gojo, you hearing this?”

“I am. My ears are bleeding. Why do you think like this, Kugisaki?”

“Oh come on! Y/N, back me up here!”

You looked at the pleading girl and fought the smile that creeped onto your lips.

“Well, he is an attractive man.”

“See?! Your dad is a total DILF, Megumi.”

“Dilf?”

“Yeah, dad I’d love to fuck. Dilf.”

“Please don’t say that about him ever again.”

“Oh please, I bet even Y/N would fuck him. Wouldn’t you?”

Your eyes widened as you crossed your arms.

“Is that an appropriate question to ask you teacher?”

The girls shoulders dropped as her expression remained frantic. She pointed a finger at you and smiled.

“I know you totally would. I just so happen to know your type!”

Gojo sat up at this, uncrossing his legs to lean into the conversation.

“And that is?”

“Tall, dark, handsome, older…”

“What???” Gojo exclaimed, leaning forward in his seat as he slapped a hand on your leg, earning a slap back from you. “That’s LITERALLY me. Why don’t you date me?”

“You’re….you….” The dumb look on the man’s face made the kids crack up, Yuji falling over in his fit.

“Ha! Gojo Sensei, she told you!” Yuji said through his giggling fit.

“Yeah, well, it’s your loss.”

You rolled your eyes at the man, reaching over to pat his cheek. “Yeah, I’m sure it is. I need to pee, Megs, where’s the bathroom?”

“You can use the one upstairs. Second door on the left.”

You nodded and made your way out of the room, thinking about the man that had just stood in the same doorframe you just walked through.

He was so gorgeous. Long, black hair falling across his facial features. The scar on his lip only accenting his handsome face. The smirk making him look extra good.

You couldn’t get over how….big he was. Sure, Gojo was tall and handsome, but the beefy build of Fushiguro’s dad was just what you liked. Especially when the man wore form fitting tshirts and flaunted how big he was by holding onto the top of doorframes.

Once you stopped your daydreaming, you discovered you had made it to the top of the stairs, but you couldn’t remember where the hell Megumi said the bathroom was.

First door on the right? No, it was the third on the left, right?

You opened the first door you saw, jumping in shock.

“Oh! I’m so sorry!”

Toji stood from his bed where he sat shirtless, same smirk tugging at his lips.

“Oh you’re fine. Need help?”

“I-oh yes! I’m looking for the bathroom?”

The man tilted his head as he sized you up, smirking at your nervous expression.

“Second door—”

“On the left! I knew it! I’m terrible with directions.” You replied, cutting him off in the process.

“Yeah, well, you’re more than welcomed to just use mine.

You followed the direction of his pointed finger, walking in the direction of the closed door. You admired the way his muscles flexed from the motion, cheeks burning hot at his shirtless body standing five feet from you.

“Thank you, Mr. Fushiguro.”

“Call me Toji. I want all my good friends to call me by name.” His wink made your stomach flip.

“We’re friends?”

“I’d like it if we were.”

You gave him a small smile as you made your way to the bathroom, swiftly closing the door and leaning back against it. A hand flew to your forehead, brushing hair out of your face and moving down to cradle your hunting cheek.

You quickly finished your business, taking a deep breath before unlocking the door, only for it to be met with a broad chest before you.

Toji peered down at you, eyes hooded and clouded over with a mischievous look.

“You’re a very pretty thing.”

“Oh, we’ll thank you.”

Your fingers began to pick at the skin on your thumbs anxiously, wanting to escape this beautiful man. Not that you didn’t mind his presence, he was just very intimidating.

“Of course. Want to stay and chat? Have a little break from the kids?”

“Oh well, I should really be getting back.”

“Hmm, right, I’m sure your boyfriend will be missing a cute little thing like you.”

Your eyebrows furrowed at the comment, confusion written on your face.

“My….boyfriend?”

“Yeah, Satoru. You two seem close.”

You let out a breathy chuckle, shaking your head in denial.

“Oh, absolutely not! He’s just a friend. Well, he’s interested, but I’m certainly not. Never.”

The man chuckled, guiding you out of the bathroom and back into his room.

“That’s good news. Makes me feel less guilty for being curious about you.”

You stood in front of him, this tall frame blocking you from the door.

“Curious about me? Why?”

“Well, like I said,” he took a step closer to you, reaching a hand up to twirl a piece of hair around one of his thick fingers and sighed. “You are a very pretty woman.”

“You’re not so bad yourself.”

The piece of hair was twisted right around his finger, allowing him to deliver a tug to it, causing you to wince.

“Thanks, doll. You’re going to make an old man like me blush if you keep that up.”

His hand drifted from your hair to your neck, brushing the hair away and as gently as possible, he stroked a finger down the expanse of your neck and down your shoulder, stopping at your hand. He took your hand, lacing fingers with his as he took another step towards you to close the distance even further.

“You sure your friends would miss you? Let’s talk for a bit.”

You swallowed the thickness that was building in your throat, trying to relieve some pent up nerves.

This man impossible.

“I’m not so sure that’s a good idea.”

“And why do you think that, hm?”

“Because I don’t think you are content with just sitting and talking.”

The man began to rub his thumb across your hand. His eyes stared deeply into yours, breath fanning across your face and blowing stray hairs back into place.

“Come on now, I don’t bite. That is, if you don’t want me to.” His hand lifted yours to his eye level, delivering a kiss to your palm, eyes never leaving yours.

“So that must mean you’re well trained?” You said, finally grounding yourself and shaking some of the nerves off. You’re a badass sorcerer, dammit. Why should you cower from him?

Or maybe your desires were starting to get the better of you.

“I don’t know about that. I’m not anyones dog. But, I bet you’d look good on all fours.”

You felt like you were going to explode. The sultry tone I’m his voice mixed with the hooded eyes that eyed you made you melt.

“So, what’s it going to be, Y/N? You staying or going?”

You could hear the giggles from down stairs from your friends. The walls were thin and you knew their suspicion would soon get the better of them if you didn’t come back soon.

But, Toji was standing before you in all his glory, wanting nothing more than to “spend more time with you.”

“What the hell, why not?”

“Perfect.”

He walked you over to the bed, making you sit as he laid down, propped against the headboard as he watched your arms cross in your lap.

“Make yourself comfortable. I told you, I don’t bite.”

You scooted closer to him, brushing shoulders at the closeness and smiled at him, making him sigh.

“So cute, but,” he leaned over, grabbing your hips and moving you so you sat in his lap, chest to bare chest. “This is what I meant. Isn’t this nice?”

You nodded, eyes flittering up to his. “I won’t complain.”

He sighed again, death grip still on your waist as he did.

“I should have visited the school sooner. Can’t believe I’ve been missing out on time with such a pretty girl. Megumi didn’t tell me how beautiful his teacher was.”

His hands shifted your hips, gently pushing you down to feel him beneath his pants.

You let out a sigh, mouth falling open as you felt the hardness beneath his pants.

“Toji….”

“Hm?”

“If you’re going to fuck me, you better do it quick. They are going to start wondering where I am.”

“Well, well. Don’t you have a nice mouth on you? As you wish, doll.”

His hand returned to its position on your neck, hand reaching around to weave into your hair and drag your face to his, both of your lips meeting for the first time. His mouth meshed with yours perfectly, working against each other in a slow, deep motion.

However, that didn’t last long. Once his hands worked their way down, squeezing your arms, then hips, then ass, you let out a gasp. This allowed him to sneak his tongue in, devouring you deeper.

He groaned as your hands found their way to him. One hand pulled his locks at the nape of his neck, the other digging nails into his bicep. His bare chest pressed into yours, pushing you back as his hands made their way down to your thighs and pulled you up.

Your lips parted for a moment as he literally tossed you on the bed, causing you to bounce against the springs and look at the man in shock.

“I’m going to enjoy this.”

His tone was deep and gravely from your kisses. His eyes had darkened, and they never left yours as his large frame crawled on top of yours, slotting himself between your thighs. His groan met yours, allowing you to feel his length that strained against the confines of his pants.

You let out a soft moan, hand coming to your mouth to silence you in fear that your friends would hear you.

“Ah, ah, ah.” He tutted you, pulling your hand away from your mouth. “If you can be quiet, I want to hear you. But you better keep your voice down. ‘“Less you want your little friends to hear you.”

His hips rolled into yours again, causing you to slide across the sheets at the force. His strength was amazing and your underwear dampened at the thought of how good his thrusts must be.

He captured your mouth in another kiss, hands working to take your clothes off, kiss only breaking for a moment as he pulled them off.

His eyes raked over your body, taking in every detail.

“Nice. Very nice, doll.”

His hands that caged your body under him were removed, only to find there way onto each side of your waist. They slowly ghosted up your skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake. He’s hands reached your breasts, taking them into his large hands and squeezing. Another moan left your lips as he tweaked your nipples, pinching them between his callused fingers.

“You have the perfect pare of tits, you know that?”

You didn’t have the time to even think of an answer because his mouth was back on yours. This time, the pace was ravenous. His mouth was sloppy and overpowering, making you sink into the mattress beneath you. His mouth broke off from yours, kissing it’s way down your neck and chest to your breasts. He took each nipple into his mouth at a time, sucking and twirling his tongue, leaving your breasts shining in the faint light from the lamp.

“Toji, please—”

“Be patient. I know what you want. But you’re going to have to be. Patient.”

His domineering tone made your legs shake slightly. It sounded so good coming from him.

His tongue drug a stripe down from between your breasts, across your stomach and stopped right above your mound. You could see your chest rising and falling in anticipation, so ready for him to touch you already.

“Where do you want me, doll? Here?” He asked as he kissed right below your belly button.

“Here?” A kiss to the top of your right thigh.

You groaned, eyebrows knitting together as you shook your head.

“Or here?” His hands spread your thighs further, head between them as he kisses your inner thigh, inches from where you needed him. You could almost feel yourself leaking down to the bedsheets.

His eyes never left you as he lifted a hand to your naked core, thumb pushing through your folds to ghost over your opening to wet his appendage and slide it to your clit to rub in small circles.

“How about here? You like that?”

“Yes! Yes, Toji. Please I need you to touch me there.”

“As you wish, doll. You’ve been so patient.”

His thumb continued to rub harsh circles on your clit, causing you to throw your head back. He drew a groan from your lips again when he moved his head down to add his mouth to the mix. His tongue came out to lick a stripe up your entrance, causing you to buck your hips into his face. He welcomed the force, letting out a chuckle that vibrated your pussy.

“Feels good, right?”

You nodded, even though you know he didn’t see it. His fingers switched places with his mouth, moving to make out with your clit as his fingers poked at your entrance. His tongue continued to lick long stripes, drinking every bit of you he could get.

Two fingers slipped in, causing you to whisper his name and buck your hips again. You felt his smile grow as he began to curl those fingers inside you, mouth and tongue never letting up.

Your high approached quickly, making your body feel hot as you reached a hand down to grip his hair.

“Toji, stop, I’m about to—bout to cum.”

He ignored you though, only adding another finger inside and to add more pleasure, pace remaining the same and drawing out a languid moan.

Your breath quickened as you panted, body burning with the need to cum. And your needs were answered when he hummed into your core, rattling you to the bones as your legs shook, squeezing around his head as you came on his fingers.

You didn’t have time to recover though, the man was desperate to be inside you. He pulled out of your hold, licking his fingers clean and wiping the his mouth on the back of his hand like a starved man after a delicious meal.

“Turn.”

His words didn’t quite reach you.

“Huh?”

Your panting chest was soon pressed into the bed as he flipped you, pulling your hips up so you were propped on your knees, back arched and on full display for him.

“Huh, I was right. You do look good on all fours.”

The man chuckled as you teased him, wiggling your hips to show your eagerness to have him inside you.

His hand slapped down on your ass, his chuckle filling the room as you jerked, pussy fluttering at his harsh delivery. His eyelids lowering as he admired the way your body reacted to him.

“You ready?”

As soon as your confirmation left your lips, his tip was pressed to your core, pushing in and pulling back out to rub against the length of your pussy.

“Hm, how about you beg? I want to hear how bad you want me.”

You were about to give him what he wanted when a knock sounded from the door, making your heart drop and eyes widen.

“Hey, Dad, have you seen Y/N? She had to go to the bathroom and hasn’t been back for a while.”

You winced are Megumi’s voice, but more so from how Toji had placed his dick at your entrance again, pushing past your folds slowly. You pushed your face into the sheets, begging whoever was listening to make Megumi leave and for you to keep quiet.

“Yeah, I talked to her. She wasn’t feeling well, she called a ride to take her home.”

He fully pushed in once he finished his sentence, tongue lobbing out at the feeling of your gummy walls fluttering around his length. You bit into your hand at the burning sensation, pain easing as you adjusted to his length. A good thing too, because he wasted no time in pulling out and sheathing himself back into you at a hard, slow pace.

“Oh, okay. She left her phone. Thanks.”

Once the footsteps disappeared down the hall, Toji leaned down over you, chest flush to your back as he pushed all the way into you, heavy balls slapping against your clit.

His breath fanned over your face as he moved your hair out of your face, pressing a kiss to your cheek only to lick a stripe across it after.

“That was close, huh? Your student almost caught his dad fucking his teacher.”

You moaned as his hand slid up your scalp, grabbing the roots of your hair and pulling your head back. He began to quicken his pace, deep thrusts fucking into your cervix.

Your walls stretched with each thrust, your slick coating his cock and leaving a ring of white around the base that dripped down to the bedsheets.

“That’s a good girl, you feel so good. You like my cock? Feel good?”

You let out a moan in reply, unable to form proper words as he shoved your head down, leaning forward to pound into you faster, pushing in impossibly deeper.

You felt the heat creep into your core again, traveling into your chest. Your entire body felt like it was on fire as he fucked you.

His left hand squeezed your hip, pulling you back to meet his thrusts as the other had you by the back of the neck, slightly squeezing as he pressed your head down.

“What a good little thing you are. You’ll have to come over more often.”

Both of you neared your highs, Toji’s thrusts began to become sloppy as he watched the jiggle of your ass every time his hips slapped into yours. He threw his head back as your walls began to squeeze him.

You had never orgasmed as hard as you did just then, his cock pressing deep into you, cumming as his tongue lobbed out, licking his lips as spit rolled off and onto your ass. Yours and his moans mixed well, filling the room with the sounds of pleasure.

Your body collapsed, Toji slipped out as you dropped to the bed. He groaned as the cool hair hit his dick and his eyes wandered down to you to watch the mixture of both his and your cum ooze out of you.

He swiped a finger across you, gathering the mix to suck into his mouth. He moaned as he dipped them down again, gathering more and bringing two fingers up to your mouth.

“Want a taste?”

You gladly took the fingers into your mouth as you tiredly licked them clean, taking them out with a pop. Toji chuckled at this and plopped down beside you.

With that same hand, he grabbed your face, pinching your cheeks together to pucker your lips for him.

“Pretty, pretty girl. You did so good for me. You’re a good little slut.”

With that, he pulled you into a kiss, pulling the sheets over your body. His hands gripped your waist, pulling you into his chest, content with keeping you for the rest of the night.

As the both of you fell into a deep slumber, you were unaware of the people leaving downstairs.

Gojo was the last to leave, walking with Megumi as the boy showed him out, almost begging the man to hurry up and leave.

However, the two men stopped their conversation as they came to the door, looking down at the pair of shows that sat by the entrance.

“Aren’t those Y/N’s?”

Megumi’s ears burned hot. He knew he should have been more curious to why you left without saying goodbye. Should have been even more suspicious of his dads behavior.

“I’m going to fucking kill my dad.”