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18+. rockstar!choso’s girlfriend always gets him caught !

1. HEADLINE #1 : R★CKSTAR CAUGHT GETTING BJ IN THE REC ROOM ?!

in REC room eight, choso kamo is flipping switches while pretending your hands aren’t fondling his cock.

12 PM friday means the rec room heat & choso’s sweaty thighs. choso kamo has his headphones on his ears as sukuna & suguru practice on the other side of the glass pane, but he can’t seem to focus on sukuna’s voice crackling through his speakers. half of his mind’s on his pretty girlfriend perched on the chair beside him, lashes fluttering and skirt bunched up your thighs as your palm rubs at his already swollen cock.

“choso,” you coo sweetly. “i miss you.”

“miss you too, baby,” he rasps, but it’s more of a whimper & your palm rubs just over his throbbing tip as his hips twitch. his eyes are stinging but your touch is warm & choso kamo is in really big trouble.

he reaches for a switch on the board. “trying to work, princess,” he breathes, and you press your thumb to his clothed slit and his head goes all dizzy again. “could you please let me focus?”

his headphones crackle with sukuna’s voice but choso doesn’t hear it. ‘choso, the reverb. can you amp that shit up already?!’

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synopsis. satoru is a bonafide genius. he’s got the perfect transcript and ten-year plan to prove it. he knows how to keep his head down and avoid the chaos his twin thrives in. so when the unofficial frat princess sets her sights on him, he knows there’s a catch. he just doesn’t figure out what it is until he’s already fallen for her

pairing. nerd! satoru gojo x popular! fem! reader. ✶ contents. sfw! college + gojo twins au ⇢ fratjo’s called souta. cw. alcohol consumption , i mean it’s a frat party. mentions of ex bf! toji + reader’s colorful dating history + therapy. charas may be a little ooc. sexual entitlement as college guys suck ˖ ࣪ . ࿐

you’ve never been in love. you’re thoroughly aware of the concept – how it makes people feel, how it shapes the universe in its hands and weaves strings of fate together – but you’ve never experienced it. not really.

not in the way people describe it in rom coms, ballads, and new york times best sellers. you’ve felt affection, certainly, in friendships and the bond that ties you to your parents despite their many flaws, in fleeting attraction that makes your heart beat a little faster. but true love ? the notion of it has never crossed your path. rather, it seems to hesitate, look both ways and dejectedly retreat to toeing the sidewalk.

you’ve watched your friends fall in love time and time again. you’ve dated people – your high school prom date, who tasted like spearmint and entitlement and tried to feel you up in the back of his dad’s bentley, summer flings that fizzled out and faded into nothing – but you’ve never been in love.

you keep people at arm’s length. you gravitate towards guys like toji who are just as emotionally unavailable as you are. who don’t actually care about you. who only see you when it’s convenient for them, when they think their persistence might finally tear your walls down.

they always, eventually, give up. they grow tired of playing the cat and mouse game, and toji is no exception. he was the most patient – you’ll give him that – he’s lasted longer than the others. but even his patience has its expiry date.

you tell yourself it’s because men are shallow and they only want one thing – a notion you’re positive has been scientifically proven – but a quieter, insidious part of you wonders if there’s something wrong with you. if there’s something missing that prevents you from connecting with people in that way. if you’re so scared of being used that you’ve forgotten how to let yourself be wanted.

tonight, the little voice in the back of your mind is not-so-little. not-so-quiet. you can hear it over the music blaring from the speakers – despite it being loud enough to rattle the oak floorboards and absorb the laughter erupting from every corner of the frat house.

souta’s fraternity throws the best parties on campus. that isn’t even up for debate, psi bau’s been famous for its ragers since the beginning of time. or at least that’s what the super seniors swear by.

if a party’s happening on a friday night, it’s here.

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ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴄʜᴏsᴏ ᴀ ʟᴇssᴏɴ ɢᴏɴᴇ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ !

𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 : ༘ 𝐜𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐬 , 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 , 𝐝𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 , 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲

Choso couldn’t think straight as you continued grinding against him, your soaked pussy constantly rubbing against his clothed erection.

“y/n, please..j-just let me put it in.” He whispered in a desperate manner, grabbing a hold of your hips.

“I’ll make you feel so so good I promise.” He continued then whimpered into your mouth as you pulled him into an aggressive kiss.

You let go of his face, “No, you don’t deserve it. Letting some bitch touch up on you like you’re not my man.” You moved your lips to his neck, beginning to suck on the skin right above his collarbone softly, making him sigh.

“P-please if you would just let me explain-”. He attempted to prove his loyalty to you but was cut off when you suddenly bit his neck roughly as the image of the girl from his calculus class grabbing onto his arm flashed across your mind, the action wasn’t harsh enough to make him bleed but would surely leave behind a bruise later.

A jolt of pain mixed with pleasure shot up his body, resulting in his words turning into a moan momentarily. He spoke again, his voice cracking this time, “I- I swear I removed her hand as fast as I could and..fuck..told her I have a girlfriend.”

You paused your movements, narrowing your eyes into his, “Really?”

“Yes..fuck-”, he whined at the loss of friction.

“I’m all yours.” He reassured, placing a delicate kiss on your hand while glancing up at you through his half lidded eyes.

You grabbed him by his chin then and smashed your lips on his, the kiss later turning into a sloppy make-out session as you rolled your hips against him once more while pulling at his hair. This made him let out a quiet whine and instinctively buck his hips up, growing even more needy by the second.

Finally, you got off him. His eyebrows knitted in confusion before raising slightly in surprise as you started unzipping his trousers.

His dick sprung free, resting on his stomach. You started stroking his shaft tentatively, observing his little reactions. He whined, “Stop teasing.”

“Fine, I’ll let you have this just once.” You drawled before spitting directly on his cock and resuming stroking at an increased pace now. As you went faster, his whimpering got louder.

He suddenly grabbed your hand, stopping your ministrations. You gave him a confused look.

“Baby I can’t come like this, need to be inside you.” He complained then forcefully hitched your skirt up, revealing your soaked pussy.

He groaned at the sight and immediately began rubbing your clit, you bite your lip.

He carefully pushed his index inside your entrance, “tch, so tight.” He furrowed his eyebrows in focus before moving again.

You felt him insert a second finger in, moving painfully slow. “Go faster.” You ordered him, getting agitated at his pace.

Before you could complain again, his digits moved in and out of your slick with a sense of urgency, he curled his fingers slightly and continued which sent you over the edge. Only your lewd moans and the squelching of his movements filled the room.

“D-does this feel good?” Choso asked nervously, gulping as his boner grew more painful hearing your sweet noises.

“Yes ‘Cho, doing so good for me.” You whispered, about to be close to your climax.

He blushed slightly at your praise.

“Fuck…I’m close baby.” You told him, your voice becoming hoarse and body starting to tremble as he continued fingering you like a fucking pro.

“Wait. I want you to finish on my tongue.” He declared, hoisting your body up and carrying you over to the bed like you weighed nothing.

“Hold on-” You tried to get out of his grasp as things were going way different than what you had planned.

“Can’t. Need you now.” He said gruffly before placing you gently on the bed to your surprise.

He threw your leg over his shoulder, promptly diving into your pussy like a starved man. You let out a strangled whine and held the back of his hair instinctively. He groaned at that, sending vibrations to your cunt.

You tugged harder as his tongue explored your insides while one hand massaged your clit. He sucked and tongue fucked you all the way to your orgasm, “Oh fuck, I’m coming.” You whispered as your eyes shut, small tears painting your face and tremors racked through your body.

Your shaking seized as you rode out your climax at last. Choso hummed and immediately lapped up your juices with his tongue, swallowing every last bit of your essence.

You took minute to catch your breath in order for the frantic heaving of your chest to settle down from the events that just unfolded.

“Are you okay baby?” Your sweet boyfriend hovered over you worriedly, wiping your tears away with his hand.

“Ecstatic.” You replied in a monotone manner, still dazed for a moment.

He smiled, “I’m glad.”

Then you pushed yourself back up and leaned between his legs. Shoving his back against the headboard.

“Now I want to make you feel good, will you let me?” You questioned, searching his eyes for hesitance.

He squeezed your hips and eagerly nodded, “Been waiting forever for this.”

You giggled and placed a feathery kiss on his forehead.

“babe, hurry up.” you urged Sukuna, looking back at the timer on top of the screen that read one minute remaining.

“I’m trying, the male section is genuinely booty.” he grumbled as he furrowed his eyebrows at the laptop, his fingers aggressively tapping against the keyboard.

“you could always be a girl instead y’know.” you suggested thoughtfully, tapping your chin.

“that’s gay.” he scrunched up his nose, eyes still focused on his screen.

you blinked at him, “but playing a dress up game isn’t?”

“I’m this close to leaving the server.” he warned, eyes narrowing at you as his cursor hovered over the menu button.

“alright damn, my bad.” you quickly took it back, throwing your hands up dramatically.

you hastily tapped your keyboard as you rushed to add some final changes to your hair as soon as the timer read twenty seconds.

sukuna’s headache inducing keyboard smashing had seized so you assumed he was done with his outfit already.

the moment you clicked out of the hair menu, the timer was up. you sighed since you just barely scraped through.

sukuna placed his laptop away for a moment, picked up the almost empty sprite beside him and began to slurp his drink annoyingly loud.

“could you be any more classless?” you criticized him sharply, pinching your forehead together with your fingertips.

“god forbid a man rewards himself for hard work.” he rolled his eyes at you.

“you better not fuck up our duo.” you muttered, just as you mindlessly rated someone’s outfit two stars.

“now you know damn well my fit mogs yours.” he fired back, shooting a targeted look at you.

“all this talk and mind you, you’re not even a trendsetter rank at least.” you side eyed him.

“whatever.” he grouched and gave a player one star just out of spite.

the screen finally panned to your usernames and you instantly started bossing sukuna around on the specific poses to use.

“no ! use the left heart.” you corrected him.

“alright damn.” he begrudgingly obeyed and clicked on the heart pose l button.

“then do back to back.” you continued, weirdly focused on this.

he silently obliged.

“now use the first pose.”

“don’t tell me what to do.”

you shot him a pointed glare.

“never mind.” he muttered.

after your turn, the next player popped up looking a mess.

“sorry guys I didn’t finish. yeah we can tell.” sukuna read the chat out loud mockingly, proceeding to vote one star.

“I doubt finishing would have saved that outfit anyway.” you added on and giggled.

the next person flashed on the game, looking significantly better than the previous one.

you whistled and immediately gave her five stars.

“she’s really good.”

“meh. decent I guess.” he mumbled, his mouth positioned in a permanent frown as he clicked two stars.

“oh come on, that was at least four star worthy.” you reprimanded, looking back at him in disbelief.

“wasn’t as good as us though.” he shrugged.

“true.” you tilted your head slightly and gave an approving nod

the last player walked out looking an even bigger mess.

they went ahead to move around a plethora of poses you were ninety percent certain they just keyboard smashed.

“well, last and certainly least.” you corrected at the screen.

“she a mess, she the birthday makeup.” sukuna snorted as he started to type something in chat, which will probably get his account banned again.

you took a sip of water before asking, “wanna play cart ride into 17 pregnant hyenas after?”

“say wallahi that’s a real game.”

note: ts been MARINATING in the drafts for a while✌🏾🥀

𝑪𝒖𝒕, 𝒄𝒖𝒕 !! 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑭𝑼𝑪𝑲 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕?!

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲. In which you and Gojo become podcasters just for the hell of it (a fun side hustle) and unfortunately the guest on today’s episode is Naoya.

𝐜𝐰: 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐠𝐲𝐧𝐲, 𝐧𝐚𝐨𝐲𝐚

“Thank you to all our supporters for continuously showing our podcast some love, now before we start this episode, a special message from our sponsors…” Gojo introduced as always, flashing a boyish grin to the camera that made the women in the production crew swoon.

You tuned out his voice, letting it melt into background noise for a moment as your eyes scanned through the hefty script, going over your lines.

The set of papers were placed back on the table just as he finished the intro.

“Today, we have a special guest with us. Naoya Zenin, the leader of Hei unit in the Zenin clan.” The production crew applauded behind the camera as the blonde haired man walked across the room and made his way to the seat on set.

“Thank you for having me, it’s a pleasure to be here Gojo.” He greeted rather rudely, by that you mean completely ignoring you even though you’re also a host.

You just sucked it in and offered a polite smile, to which he scoffed at.

Gojo noticed the slight tension and promptly began the conversation, “So..Mr Zenin, it says here you’re the leader of a unit comprising of only the strongest sorcerers in the clan ranked semi grade 1 and above, how has that been going for you?”

“Well..I don’t really do much anyway, just occasionally assisting in combat trainings, some meetings here and there so it’s really not much work.” The unit head replied nonchalantly, seeming bored at such a question.

“Right..um-” Gojo cleared his throat, not sure how to respond to that.

“Interesting…so I hear you have quite the cursed technique and possess remarkable combat abilities, what was your journey like to get that strong?” You added on to the talk, quizzing him with your hands under your chin.

Naoya eyed you with disdain first.

‘Geez, does this guy have a crush on Gojo too?’ You thought to yourself as you already regretted having agreed to invite him.

He answered anyway, “Well it was easy of course, there were lots of difficult days and I did have to push myself twice as hard but I improved greatly in no time. I mean it’s to be expected, our biology is different after all.” He boasted, folding his arms and leaning back slightly.

You and Gojo looked at each other, confused.

“What do you mean by that?” You cautiously asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Well I mean, a man’s of course. Women couldn’t achieve such strength even if they tried.” Naoya scoffed, the mere idea of that possibility was outlandish to him.

“What makes you say that?” Gojo tilted his head and furrowed his eyebrows at his blatantly misogynistic comments.

You gave him a scolding look on the side since it was going against the script and he scratched the back of his hair nervously.

“It’s just for content baby, we’ll get mad views on this just think about it.” He whispered to you, covering the mic with his hand while persuading you.

The piss haired leader narrowed his eyes at both of you then rolled them before responding, “Take Maki for example, she’s a total weakling and will never be a real sorcerer anyway because of her disappointing lack of cursed energy, not to mention her being a female as well.”

You and Gojo opened your mouths to interject but he continued.

“See, Toji on the other hand is also a stain on the Zenin clan but at least he’s strong and I can admit that as a fellow high value man.” He pointed to himself dramatically and shook his head.

He went on a tangent at this point, “But you see, these women need to learn their place. They should be serving us, washing our feet, keeping to their rightful position. Ya feel me?” He looked around the room for validation, later sitting back as he was met with shocked expressions.

Gojo held up a finger, contemplating on which part to chastise. “By any chance, have you ever had a girlfriend or wife with this…personality?”

“Oh nah, never even had a girlfriend.” He admitted casually.

“..Okay-” You were about to comment but he was still yapping.

“But what I’m saying is, the reason I haven’t is because first of all, women be crazy as hell-”

“Okay so I think we’ve come to the end of this podcast-” Gojo attempted to stop him since things had quickly gotten out of hand.

“I don’t even let them bitches walk less than three steps behind me, and they better not even think of disobeying cause things gonna get active-” He began to spiral into unnecessary anger over the imaginary situation.

“Okay, we’ve come to the end of this episode now, thank you everyone for your continuous support and we’d also like to request you guys donate to my homegirl and Toji’s go fund me so they don’t get evicted-” You concluded and turned off your mic.

“And a special shoutout to @goatdori, our main camera man and our lovely editor @soso.da.goat for their consistent hard work and allowing episodes to run smoothly.” Gojo finished off, immediately signaling the camera crew to stop recording.

Click

✫*. ･

You set up the camera, ignoring the two brothers behind you audibly questioning why they bothered agreeing to this. Gojo was just happy to be there.

“always dragging us into stupid shit.” Choso grumbled.

“how the hell do you have wifi?!” Yuji asked in shock, pointing at the iPad I was FaceTiming Gojo on.

He shrugged, “I’m just built different I suppose.”

You shushed them both and resumed setting up the items for the challenge. Finally, you placed the bag of flour down and dusted off your hands.

“alright, who’s gonna be the mute?” You glanced between them, an evil grin plastered on your face.

“rock, paper, scissors to decide?” Yuji paused swinging between the countertops and suggested.

“sure.” Choso shrugged.

You nodded before asking, “let’s take turns maybe, Choso and I first?”

“fine by me.” He agreed.

You began chanting rock paper scissors at the same time, opening your fist with rock and Choso with scissors.

He facepalmed after realizing, “just kill me now.”

You and Itadori snorted. “It suits you big bro.” He joked.

“on god I will fuck your little ass up worse than I did in Shibuya.” Choso warned, sending him a stone cold stare.

“see now I personally wouldn’t take that disrespect. He might as well have called you a bitch.” You turned to Yuji, instigating an argument.

“lowkey insulted your entire manhood”. Gojo chimed in.

“I choose my peace.” He muttered then shivered as he got war flashbacks.

“that’s what I thought.” Choso replied cockily.

Yuji rolled his eyes and turned to you, “anyway, it’s our turn, the blind one I think?”

“right..” You held up your fist begrudgingly and started the game again. He opened his hand revealing paper and you mentally cursed since you chose rock again.

“oh god, I’m going to suck so bad at this.” You groaned, dragging a hand across your face.

“at least you’re not in a box..” Gojo trailed off.

“I think we’ve all been in boxes Gojo.” You rolled your eyes.

“yeah, stop making it about yourself.” Yuji added on. You both high fived.

“I swear to god, I will hollow purple both of yalls ass once I get out this bitch.” He warned.

“shiver me timbers.” You mocked then abruptly stopped as soon as you heard a crash on the other end, probably a result of him hitting the structure with his technique.

“yo it was a joke, chill out.” Your eyes widened as you stepped back to your side of the counter.

“someone’s on their period.” You mumbled.

“what’d you just say?” He narrowed his eyes.

“that you’re the best teacher in the world.” You quickly covered up, smiling nervously.

“thought so.” He eyed you sassily.

“anyway...” Choso attempted to changed the subject.

You sighed as you brought out the butter dish. Itadori perked up immediately after, “wait so if I’m deaf how am I supposed to communicate with you guys then?”

“Choso, Gojo and I will either gesture or talk really loud probably.” You clarified and he just let out an ‘ah’.

You clapped your hands once, “alright guys , it’s time to start, Yuji put your headphones in.” You proclaimed a bit too enthusiastically.

You walked over to Choso, grabbing the tape from the countertop to use on him. After cutting it out, you carefully placed it over his lips and all he could do was just stare at you with an ‘I’m so done’ look. You sheepishly apologized and went back beside Itadori.

“alright Choso, press the recording button.” You instructed as you grabbed your blindfold. After he gave a hum of confirmation and you heard the timer start, you put on your blindfold.

The video started. “hi everyone, I’m blind.” You tapped Yuji next.

“I’m deaf.” He raises his voice a decibel higher.

Choso’s words were muffled.

“and I’m stuck in the prison realm.” Gojo drawled.

“and today, we’ll be attempting to bake a cake” You finished off.

“wait, can someone point me downwards please??” Gojo interrupted, pleading through the screen.

Choso attempted to point it towards the table of ingredients, “why am I facing y/n’s ass?” He questioned, already getting distressed.

“what the hell?” You furrowed your eyebrows and turned around.

Yuji on the other hand was just in his own world, vibing to whatever was in those headphones. Probably one of Choso’s heavy metal playlists.

“guys, I think..I have the bowl, can one of you bring the flour over please?” You requested while attempting to feel the items around you.

Choso sidestepped Itadori and made his way over to help and tapped your shoulder. “can whoever that is please put the flour in the measuring cup, it should be like..two cups of flour I think?”

Choso hummed in acknowledgment then started pouring some into the cup, stopping when it looked like the measurement was about right. He proceeded to dunk the first cup into the bowl and repeated the process one more time.

“did y’all pre-heat the oven yet?” Gojo perked up over the call.

“I think so… Yuji make sure it’s on” You yelled, stopping him from cracking the eggs.

“…how do you pre-heat again?” He let out a nervous laughter.

The rest of you collectively facepalmed.

“oh my god, you see the bake setting right?” Gojo questioned, slowly losing his patience.

“yes.” He replied.

“okay so turn that on first.”

“It lit up that means it’s on right?” The pink haired boy asked, oddly focused on this simple task.

“yes it does, now you see the arrow there?” Gojo continued. He hummed in response.

“now press it until it says 180 ∘ c”.

“until what?” Yuji turned to the screen in confusion.

“Until it reaches 180 ∘ c”. You interjected a bit louder.

“okay.” Then a continuous beeping filled the room.

“alright done.” He announced, proud of his work.

“right…have you guys mixed all the dry ingredients?” Gojo ignored him.

Choso turned the iPad down to the bowl before you spoke, “We just need to add sugar now.”

“guys did any of you put a pan on the stove?” Itadori interrupted, grabbing the device to show Gojo.

Choso let out a muffled sound of shock.

“well don’t look at me, I aint even with yall.” The blue eyed sorcerer quickly said.

“…nobody looked at you sensei.” Yuji raised an eyebrow.

“well one of yall should turn it off please.” You ordered, fearing it was only a matter of time before they burnt something.

Choso turned off the stove and came back to assist you.

“someone tell me whether this is enough sugar.” You requested, fumbling with the measuring cup before finally scooping up some of the sugar from the pack.

“just put a little more.” Yuji ordered, putting emphasis on little.

You scooped up a little bit again and he stopped you, “okay that’s enough.”

You proceeded to angle the cup towards the bowl, using your other hand to feel where you’re positioning it. Once you felt it was pointed correctly you poured the sugar in.

Itadori then brought the wet ingredients. “alright we’re almost done guys, someone get the mixer?”

He paused before answering, “well..about that, Choso kinda broke it two weeks ago.”

You blinked once under the blindfold, breathing in before asking, “and how the hell did that happen?”

“beats me.”

“ok then…someone get a whisk and spatula.” Gojo suggested.

Choso rummaged through the drawer under the sink and later came back with said items.

“okay, Yuji you’re in charge of mixing and please try not to spill anything.” You pleaded, lowkey fearing for your life because your roommate Shoko might show up when her shift ends later and she’s scary as hell when she’s mad.

Gojo noticed Itadori still standing there doing nothing so he started yelling over the call, “Yuji, you’re in charge of mixing the batter and don’t mess up the table.”

The young boy flinched and immediately grabbed the whisk. Everything went wrong from there.

Yuji kept splattering the batter all over the place. It got so bad Choso just moved him aside and took over. Gojo wasn’t even paying attention anymore, he was literally playing block blast amidst the obvious chaos.

After mixing, Itadori brought out the cake pan from under the counter. “okay..bring the bowl closer..now stop.” He commanded as soon as it hovered directly on top of the pan.

“remember to pour it in slowly alright?” He reminded while guiding your hands.

“yes I’m aware.” You responded dryly and slowly tilted the bowl into the metal container underneath. Itadori stopped supervising as he thought you would be able to manage on your own but was proven extremely wrong.

As soon as he let go, you accidentally spilled some of the batter to the side of the pan, making the mixture gush onto the counter.

“wait. Stop, stop, stop.” He panicked, his eyes widened and grabbed the bowl from you. He then started to frantically clean the mess, gathering it with a bunch of paper towels.

“what happened?”. Your eyebrows knitted when he snatched the bowl away.

“oh nothing..just a little mess we’re cleaning up.” He tried to answer calmly as he rushed to throw away the paper towels while Choso wiped the table.

Later, the tattooed brother carefully placed the cake pan in the oven. Pressing the start and timer button to 30 minutes, he sighed in relief.

“ooh I just hit a new high score.” Gojo declared absentmindedly, ignoring the mayhem that just occurred.

You just shook your head, “okay, we’ll be back in 30 minutes to see how the cake looks.” You announced at the camera before turning it off.

1 HOUR LATER

You, Choso and Itadori were sprawled on your bedroom floor playing Roblox to pass time.

“you know, I think Choso should go downstairs first, as the oldest here.” You suggested while placing mouse traps near the stairs to capture the monster.

“I agree, set a good example you know.” Yuji nodded with a hand on his chin.

The lights down the steps flickered, “oh hell nah, y/n you’ve barely done shit this entire game.” He protested, sending a pointed glare your way.

“huh? I literally just got the map for you guys and set up the traps?” You defended yourself.

“and that’s all you’ve done the entire game, I’ve literally died like twice.” He threw his hands up in frustration.

“okay, okay fine. Yuji it’s your turn.” You immediately turned to him. Choso just shook his head.

“what? why me?” His voice slightly trembled as he peered downstairs.

“because, if you don’t you’re a pussy.” You shrugged while the other brother snickered.

He thought for a moment, “ugh fine, it can’t be that bad anyway.”

It was that bad.

His avatar slowly started walking down the stairs. Immediately, the light bulbs cracked. Suddenly this long haired and freakishly tall woman emerged in front of the door and jump-scared him.

He let out a high pitched scream as she chased him up the stairs, “nope, I’m a pussy never mind.” He screeched as he quickly ran up to hide under the bed in the game.

As soon as you and Choso saw the tall figure coming up, you accidentally hit the space bar in surprise and then long pressed sprint until you reached the room and hid in the closet, genuinely on the brink of tears. Those stupid traps didn’t do shit.

“what the hell is that?” Choso yelled in shock and you could hear him continuously slamming his keyboard as his avatar sprinted behind you.

“yo why is her ass not leaving??”. Yuji’s voice cracked as he saw her shadow right in front of the bed.

The monster retreated back downstairs and we all collectively exhaled in relief, unaware we were even holding our breath in the first place.

I was looking on the next floor for the second artifact when Yuji cleared his throat.

“Does anyone else smell something burning?” He asked in worry.

“Oh shit.”

𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹ ⊰━━━━ ✧ ₊˚ 𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹

streamer!toji’s chat flames him until his secret girlfriend appears on his live

ac: Zaradrawings77 (twt)

“Why’s your apartment the size of my bedroom?” Toji read the comment section in disbelief and huffed in annoyance.

“Worry about your damn self brokey.” He fired back, eyes darting back to his monitor.

bumjino1hater: boy who you calling broke with your overly due rent

Seconds later, an automated voice read out “chosopegger3000 sent $500. message: we know you been streaming more cus you bout to get evicted, keep the change.”

“Thank you chosopegger3000 for the donation and to answer you all, I am perfectly financially stable.” He defended himself through gritted teeth, beginning to click his mouse more aggressively.

His focus shifted back to the game he was playing, tomodachi life.

Jude Bellingham had rejected his heart for the third time in a row and kept following Lebron James around like a lost puppy.

The screen suddenly turned pitch black for a moment before the setting changed to a diner.

Jude was sitting at the end of a booth by himself at the back of the restaurant, silently eating his burger until Toji’s mii rushed through the door.

The avatar’s eyes animatedly searched around the room for the mysterious footballer, soon enough he was spotted.

He quickly moved his tiny legs over to the table. His character was hunched over, holding his knees as he caught his breath before grabbing Jude’s attention.

He slowly turned his head after taking notice of Toji beside the table.

His avatar used this opportunity to confess his love for the star player. “ . . . Bellingham-senpai, I need to tell you something important.”

The mii motioned for him to continue.

“Well.. I-I…really like you. I’ve had feelings for you ever since I first saw you, please go out with me!” His character nervously admitted, squinting his eyes and lowering his head in embarrassment.

There was a long pause before the footballer’s mii responded. “. .Sorry, I can’t reciprocate these feelings at the moment, I’m just trying to focus on my career with real madrid right now.”

The shock was evident on Toji’s mii who kept blinking profusely while standing still as a rock.

While the devastated mii was still recovering from the rejection, an unexpected character appeared out of nowhere.

t0jitoe: HELPPP is that flippin sasuke??😭

Just then, Sasuke Uchiha teleported into the building with a poof, standing close to the entrance doors waiting.

Unbeknownst to Toji, he started to creep up behind and stopped just to dramatically fling him off screen.

He stood before Jude Bellingham now on some nonchalant shit, “Hold it right there, I’m the one that truly loves Jude.”

There was another long pause as his avatar waited for Sasuke to continue.

“I can treat you way better than that bum, say yes?” He finished off, his eyes trained on him with determination.

Toji’s mii swiftly ran back to the table, eyes darting between the two for a moment. “No ! I can treat you better.” He argued back, attempting to shove sasuke but failing and tripping onto the floor in the process.

“Who will you choose?” Both of the miis demanded, glancing at the footballer expectantly.

He paused for a moment before responding, “…Well I…I’ve always thought sasuke was really cool.”

Immediately after his answer, a cutscene flashed across the screen of Jude Bellingham and Sasuke holding hands while skipping towards the sunset.

Then the camera panned backwards to Toji’s mii on his knees with his hands covering his face.

Scene cut.

“Yo why the FUCK did Sasuke steal my goat Bellingham, that wasn’t how it was supposed to go??” He slammed his palm on his desk and shoved his headphones off in irritation.

mahoragahelpmedude: why u getting this mad over another man, gay ash

He glanced at the comment, not even bothering to respond.

“Alright guys, that’s it for today’s stream-” He paused his sentence when he heard the door to his office creak open, his eyes darted behind him.

“Baby? you weren’t answering the door so I just used my key.” Your soft voice filled the room and immediately, his chat started overflowing with a barrage of questions.

t0jisevictionotice: hold up, who that in the back??? mahoragahelpmedude: wait so he’s not a bum?? infinitebands101: WHO is that?? cursedeater05: ???

“Oh sorry, didn’t realize you were still streaming, I’ll just come back later.” You swiftly apologized and tried to close the door.

“It’s alright, you can come in sweets.” He reassured you, motioning for you to come closer.

You padded inside hesitantly, opting to position yourself away from the camera’s view since his fans didn’t know of you two’s relationship yet.

“Wanna say hi to my chat?” He asked gently, silently searching for any hesitation on your face.

You nodded, slightly surprised. “Sure, if you don’t mind them finding out.”

“Nope, secret’s already out anyway.” He drawled before casually plopping you on his lap, catching you off guard and that elicited a pointed glare his way.

Your attention went back to the stream and you waved shyly, “Hi everyone, and yes I’m his girlfriend so please stop calling him a bum.” You confirmed as your pupils shifted across the incoming comments.

darealattacktitan: ouu shii👀👀👀 [replying to darealattacktitan] gumigumi: fym ouu shii✌🏼😭 infinitebands101: yall need a third? haha mahoragahelpmedude: this mf pulls??? cursedw0mb: I’m always here just incase he fumbles yk

He gripped your waist tighter, eyebrows furrowed as he read the chat. “I’m never fumbling her, trust me.”

You giggled as he placed a tender kiss to your cheek.

“That’s it for today’s stream guys, same time tomorrow?” He ended the live, diverting his undivided attention back to his beautiful girlfriend.

note: first toji fic kinda nervous 👀👀👀👀

synopsis. In which your date stood you up so your coworkers Nanami and Higuruma remind you what he’s missing.

( art creds | @/ayushnz_ on twt )

Slow jazz tunes resounded through the bar as you sipped your martini. You were beginning to grow impatient and to be honest, quite irritated as well due to your date’s unexpected lateness.

You checked your phone again and with a sigh, dropped it back on the table upon seeing nothing but your unread messages to Shiu.

He was over an hour late, you were mad at yourself for even still staying that long hopelessly waiting for him to walk through the entrance or for an explanatory text that would never come.

You gripped on your glass as you downed the rest of your drink, signaling to the bartender for another round of the same one.

Unbeknownst to you, two pairs of eyes were sneaking glances at you from across the room.

Nanami casually drank his whiskey as Higuruma went on about a difficult client who insisted on pleading guilty to a crime where the evidence is insufficient to prove that he did commit that felony.

“It’s just..frustrating you know, there’s no solid evidence to prove that he did do it..but he’s so adamant on taking the blame whereas this could easily be won with a not guilty plead.” He grumbled while dragging a hand over his face then gulped down the glass of brandy in frustration.

Nanami hummed, offering him an empathetic look. “It’s annoying yes but there will always be clients like that and you just have to..accept their decision by the end of the day, if they won’t budge that is. Downsides of being an attorney I guess.”

Higuruma huffed in response, “I’ll drink to that.”

Nanami glanced around the bar in boredom, swishing his drink but halting when he saw a strikingly familiar face sitting at the bar.

He eyed you down, his gaze moving down your legs watching as your short black dress rose up your thigh a fraction as you shifted around in your seat.

He tore his gaze away from you and looked back at the black haired lawyer in front of him. “Hey, behind you, isn’t that y/n?” He asked, nodding his head to her direction.

“Huh? she comes to these places?” Higuruma questioned incredulously then turned around searching the room to confirm. His eyes came to a stop as soon as he caught sight of you in your little black dress that complimented your brown skin perfectly.

“I guess so.” Nanami replied and shrugged, still stealing glances at you but there was a glint of desire in those eyes. Same as for Higuruma, who gave you a longing look.

“We should…keep her company maybe.” He suggested hesitantly, testing if both of them had the same thoughts.

“Yeah.” The blonde accountant agreed before setting the small glass down and standing up from the round table, Higuruma following after.

They made their way across the bar in short but efficient strides. Soon enough, they came up behind you and took a seat on opposite sides of you.

Higuruma spoke first, “Hey, y/n right?”.

You turned to the dark haired attorney in surprise. “Oh, Higuruma yeah? and yup that’s me.”

“Surprised to see you of all people here.” Nanami commented nonchalantly, his eyes boring into yours.

You yelped in equal surprise. “Nanami? I didn’t expect you to come round here either.” Your eyes narrowed slightly and your lips pursed.

“Higuruma and I just come for a drink here after work from time to time.” He shrugged coolly.

“So what brings you here? come here with someone?” The attorney asked, eyeing your attire with curiosity.

You let out a nervous laugh before answering, “Well.. technically yes but I was kind of uhm..stood up.” You finished timidly.

Both of the men raised their eyebrows in shock. You? what foolish man would ever fumble his chance with you like that?

“What a dick.” Higuruma stated flatly.

“Agreed.” Nanami drawled.

You let out an airy laugh, “Yeah, what a dick.”

Maybe it was your imagination but the pair seemed to shift closer to you.

“Let me buy you a drink, to help you push that man-child out of your mind.” He offered, slightly tilting his head awaiting your response.

You quickly waved your hands up frantically, “No it’s okay, you don’t have to really.”

Nanami furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, “But I want to. Just think of it as a treat from a fellow co-worker.” He shrugged.

“Don’t think too much about it.” Higuruma interposed, lightly brushing his leg against yours.

You exhaled in defeat, “Alright then..one lychee martini.” You answered.

He smiled and Nanami told the bartender the order.

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You weren’t quite drunk yet, just tipsy since you didn’t want to overdo it tonight. The alcohol didn’t seem to be affecting the other two though, they continued drinking silently while you rambled about the boss overworking you half to death.

“I mean, how did he expect me to draft contracts, review case files, witness statements and then bring updates on the progress of the case in just three days?” You grumbled, holding the sides of your head in your hands as you stared at the now empty glass of gin.

Higuruma nodded in understanding, “Yeah he’s a real piece of work, so I’ve heard.”

“Next time just call one of us to help.” Nanami sternly instructed with his eyebrows knitted, wondering just how the hell you’re managing everything.

“Nah, wouldn’t want to bother you guys.” You dismissed the offer, much used to handling these complications on your own.

They both looked at each other apprehensively.

“You could never bother us, pretty.” Higuruma reassured firmly, placing a hand on your thigh comfortingly with his sanpaku eyes sinking into yours.

Your breath hitched at the nickname and sudden contact that sent a wave of electricity through you.

“We’re here for you..anything you need.” Nanami added on huskily, snaking a hand to the small of your back.

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Everything went by a blur, one moment you’re laughing and conversing with your handsome coworkers. The next moment, you’re sandwiched between the pair as they attack your neck with open mouthed kisses.

Nanami sucked and kissed up on the area near your collarbone while Higuruma held up your curls in his large hands as he placed feathery kisses on the side of your neck while pressing his hard-on against your clothed slit. You let out a breathy moan.

Nanami forcefully hitched your skimpy dress up, revealing your soaked panties.

“Already this wet for us? we haven’t even started.” He teased you, rubbing your clit through the fabric, his breath fanning your ear.

You could only respond with a whimper.

They suddenly let go of you, gaining a confused look from you.

“Need you to sit on my face pretty, can you do that for me?” Higuruma asked first, searching for any uncertainty on your face.

You nodded.

“Use your words.” He corrected you in a deceivingly calm voice, the back of his hand stroking your cheek.

“Y-yes.” You responded meekly.

He smiled widely, “Good. And you’re going to suck his cock like a good little slut.” He instructed, glancing at Nanami who now started touching himself at the scene before him.

You were in a daze and just nodded before positioning yourself, hovering your pussy over him just as he lied down under you.

He then grabbed the back of your thighs and shoved you down on his face. He hummed contentedly as he began exploring your cunt with his tongue. You let out a strangled whine then involuntary started grinding into his mouth, his nose lightly brushing your clit.

“Been waiting for this day so fucking long.” He slurred against your entrance.

“R-really?” Your eyes widened a fraction in surprise as you looked down at him.

Nanami nodded, “Ever since we saw that pretty little ass and tight button up walk into the office, you occupied our every thought. Night and day.” He confessed, stroking tentatively as he continued watching Higuruma tongue fuck you to oblivion.

“Want to know what we’ve been aching to do to you for months?” He asked in a low voice, one hand tilting your chin higher.

You nodded fervently without a second to waste.

He smiled faintly and then carefully lined his painfully hard cock towards your mouth. You sunk your mouth on it, stroking the remaining length, starting at the tip with your tongue resulting in a satisfied groan from the blonde as the sensation of your warm mouth enveloped his senses.

Without warning, Higuruma inserted an index finger into your entrance, bringing it in and out of you sensually while flattening his tongue to trace your opening. You writhed under his touch, moaning around Nanami’s length.

Your cheeks puffed as you bobbed your head against it, delivering swift licks from his tip to the shaft. He tilted his head back and moaned, “Fuck, even better than I imagined.”

He instinctively pushed your head deeper on his cock, your eyes teared up a bit but you fought through and proceeded to deep throat him, placing a hand on his hip to balance yourself just as Higuruma’s tongue lapped up your folds. Your touch burned through him.

You swirled your tongue around his base, continuing to rock your head up and down his cock.

He let out a strangled groan and began thrusting into your mouth, the movements getting more erratic as he drew closer to his orgasm.

Beneath you, only the slurping and content hums of Higuruma could be heard as he eagerly sucked on your clit. He drove his tongue in and out of your hole with urgency and slowly rutted against the bed as your whines grew more vocal, sending waves down Nanami’s length.

You held Higuruma by his hair and pulled on his strands, hips unconsciously grinding into his face. You were soaked, your juices trailed down his chin though he didn’t seem to care, eagerly slurping all you had to offer.

Your thighs squished on both sides of Higuruma’s face as you were nearing your climax.

“I’m gonna..hah…Hiromi !” You whined out as you detached from Nanami momentarily, your eyes blowing backwards as the weight of your incoming peak overwhelmed you.

His movements had heat spreading within your belly. Each flick of his tongue and swirl between your folds intensified that feeling.

The man beneath you ate you out fervently, bringing you the pleasure you deserved.

That foolish man didn’t know what he was missing, god he would drown in your pussy like this if he could.

“Cum in my mouth, pretty.” Higuruma calmly instructed, gripping your thighs tighter.

A choked sob escaped you as your release spurted out all over his face.

He voiced a satisfied sigh as he desperately licked up your juices.

Your body collapsed back on the bed until suddenly a finger plunged between your folds then pulled out, making you yelp.

“Wanna taste?” He turned back to Nanami and asked, a mischievous grin plastered on his face.

Without a second to waste, he leaned in and sucked the outstretched fingers soaked in your slick.

He hummed contentedly after pulling back.

“Fucking addictive, isn’t she?” Higuruma probed then moved back to you, caressing your cheek.

“Mhmm..taste yourself y/n.” He directed at you. He leaned down and grabbed your chin softly, a contrast to the manner his lips met yours, rough and desperate. His tongue dueled with your own as he deepened the kiss, gripping your hair at the back of your head harshly.

With his mouth still on yours, Higuruma lifted you up slightly and unclipped your bra, the sudden cold hitting your chest made you shiver.

“So pretty..” He whispered, fingers tracing from the curve of your breasts then down your spine.

His ministrations seized for a moment. Afterwards, his palm settled on one of your breasts and squeezed.

His head inclined towards your other breast, suctioning his mouth on the lump of fat.

The feeling of his tongue administering painfully slow and unfaltering flicks around your stiffened nipple led to a muffled whimper into Nanami’s mouth.

The blonde accountant followed suit, laying popcorn kisses that trailed from the side of your neck down to the center of your chest.

His mouth skipped over to your chest too, beginning to lick around the bud and eventually letting his tongue swipe over your other nipple leisurely, as if he were savoring this very moment.

He continued, abruptly wrapping his mouth around the area and sucking on it ravenously. The sound of your whimpers went straight to his dick, cursing himself when he felt his boner resurfacing.

A beat after, the pair detached from you. Abruptly, careful hands hoisted one of your legs over their shoulder.

You looked up under your eyelashes to be met directly with Higuruma’s lightly blushed face. Your pupils traveled down and couldn’t help but notice the evident tent in his slacks.

Nanami brushed strands of hair away from your face, “Want him to fill up that pretty pussy, sweetheart?”

You eagerly nodded just as the lawyer began unbuttoning his trousers, fearing the tremble rumbling in your voice would betray you.

“I want to hear you say it.” Higuruma commanded curtly, his movements halting as his cock head remained stationary between your folds.

You whined at the sensation of his length brushing against your entrance and obliged, “Need you ‘n me .”

He groaned at the confession, slowly sinking into your hole. You wrapped around him just right, making his eyes flutter shut for a moment as he was overwhelmed with pleasure.

“Tell me when I can move.” He softly instructed, rough hands cradling the back of your head as he tried so hard to be patient because as much as he’s been aching to fuck you stupid for a while now, he didn’t want to hurt you in any way.

After several seconds, you reassured him and inclined your head. “It’s alright.”

He smiled slightly and without warning, slammed into you abruptly.

His thick cock dragged in and out of your puffy folds, gauging a repeated squelch.

Higuruma moved within you in a frenzy, your whole body shaking in rhythm to his thrusts.

Nanami’s delicate touch behind you was a sharp contrast, he placed one hand on your lower hip to steady you and kissed below your ear.

“You’re doing so well for us sweetheart.” He praised, tracing his thumb to wipe away a stray tear.

He could hardly form intelligible sentences as he rammed deeper in your intoxicating pussy.

“mmh, f-fuck, taking me sooo well pretty.” He gasped and gripped your hips tighter.

You caught a glance at him below your eyelashes, his hair disheveled, a few strands stuck to his forehead as it gleamed with sweat.

His head slightly tilted back and adam’s apple shifted, your slick enveloping his senses sent him over the edge. He wasn’t planning to cum so soon but at this rate he’d be a goner.

With that thought in mind, he slowed his pace faintly in order to savor this very moment. You let out a protesting noise and he smiled down at you reassuringly before claiming your lips in a messy kiss, his tongue dueled with yours and let out a moan as you granted him more access, deepening it.

A string of saliva followed as you two detached and without a second to waste, Nanami tilted your head and pulled you into another kiss. The momentum was different from Higuruma’s, it was softer, delicate, more calculated.

He moved at a steady pace, his tongue politely asking to enter before you obliged.

Higuruma below you picked up the tempo, his length brushing against that very sweet spot that made your back arch.

The lewd sounds of skin slapping on skin filled the room, a stray tear escaped your eye, to which Nanami carefully swiped away with his thumb as you got closer to your peak.

Higuruma’s hips stuttered above you as that warm sensation pooled across his lower stomach, “C-can I cum inside pretty? need to fill her up.” He asked breathlessly, silently pleading with his eyes.

Immediately you nodded, his hips snapped against you restlessly, with urgency, whimpering as his dick slammed in and out of your walls.

His grip on your waist tightened and his breathing grew even more irregular as he was reaching his own climax.

His eyebrows furrowed in concentration but ultimately failing when the sensation overtook him, shooting thick splashes of his seed into you.

Your orgasm followed a beat after, creating a sticky mess between both of you.

He leaned down to peck at your lips, then let his head fall into the crevice of your neck.

“You did so good for me baby.” He mumbled into your neck, pressing a soft kiss to it.

Then he lifted his body slightly off you, “Gonna be a good girl for Nanami now?” Higuruma asked softly while slowly tracing your cheekbone.

You nodded stiffly.

“Words, pretty girl.” He corrected you in a dangerously sweet tone.

“god yes, need it ‘s much.” You admitted, your voice barely above a whisper as you made eye contact with the blonde.

Nanami’s face was flushed as he held his weeping cock, still slightly panting as he had been silently pumping himself to the sight of Higuruma buried deep inside you.

The bed dipped under his weight as he approached you.

The sight of Higuruma’s cum still spilled down the inside of your thighs made him leak out a low whimper.

He pressed his tip against your swollen clit, taking in the way your body squirmed beneath him. Prodding the head of his cock into your greedy hole.

You moaned as he captured your lips into a sloppy kiss just as his length hit your sweet spot. He set a brutal pace, making every word out of your mouth come out in a babble.

“ngh, d-don’t stop, please ‘ken.” You rambled on, you could barely form coherent thoughts as he drilled into you, balls smacking roughly against your front.

His hips stuttered at the nickname falling from your lips.

He was going to make you cum sooner than you expected.

The completely unhinged look in his eyes and precision he was fucking into your g spot sent you over the edge. Your walls clenched around him, inciting a needy groan from him.

“Close baby?” He checked in between thrusts, admiring your disheveled state.

You nodded, paired with a whimper as that same sensation before pooled up your stomach while Nanami dragged his cock between your overstimulated walls.

While you were lost in your pleasure, Higuruma’s mouth attached to yours. A mess of tangled tongues began and he moaned in between your lips as he kissed you desperately, drinking in the taste.

A string of saliva followed as you two detached, his eyes were in a dazed state, staring intently at you like he badly needed more.

He moved downwards to your hardened nipples and tentatively massaged one of them in his palms, “So beautiful, isn’t she Kento?”.

“Gorgeous, and taking me so well too.” Nanami grunted, thrusting in and out of you, obscene sounds followed as he was nearing his own orgasm too.

He carefully lifted one of your legs up and placed them on his shoulder. His pace became erratic as he was chasing his own release too now, his chest glistened with sweat and jaw clenched in deep focus.

At the same time, Higuruma began to suck on your nipple, his hand massaging the other. His tongue lapped around your areola then proceeded to widen his mouth to take more in and purse his mouth around the area, continuously sucking and releasing it.

The combined sensations elicited a sharp cry from you as your body twitched, your release consuming you.

Nanami’s tempo had slowed down, he pushed one last thrust before coating your insides with his release.

After he pulled out of you, the two helped clean you up. Your body was too tired to move, talk less of getting out of bed.

Higuruma left the room momentarily and came back with a towel and started cleaning the mess they both made between your thighs.

Nanami brought back some smaller clothes he found for you to sleep in then diligently helped you put them on.

Afterwards, both men showered you with affection as you were sandwiched between them. Kisses placed on either side of your forehead and two strong arms embracing you brought an involuntary smile to your face.

Nanami observed your relaxed expression, the way your curls framed your face and how your lips fixed slightly in a pout in your sleep.

Higuruma hugged you from behind, his body so close that he could feel the steady rise and fall of your breathing, ultimately lulling him to rest.

❛ 𝗛𝗢𝗪 𝗧𝗢 𝗟𝗢𝗦𝗘 𝗔 𝗡𝗘𝗥𝗗 𝗜𝗡 𝗧𝗘𝗡 𝗗𝗔𝗬𝗦! 呪術廻戦

synopsis. satoru is a bonafide genius. he’s got the perfect transcript and ten-year plan to prove it. he knows how to keep his head down and avoid the chaos his twin thrives in. so when the unofficial frat princess sets her sights on him, he knows there’s a catch. he just doesn’t figure out what it is until he’s already fallen for her

pairing. nerd! satoru gojo x popular! fem! reader. ✶ contents. sfw! fluff. eventual angst. college + gojo twins au ⇢ fratjo’s called souta. takes place during junior year. brief mentions of ex bf! toji. loosely inspired by ‘how to lose a guy in ten days’ and very romcom-esque with a lot of drama. reader is very flawed and lowkey insufferable + the bet is hella dumb ˖ ࣪ . ࿐

day zero ✶ day one ✶ day two ✶ day three ✶ day four ✶ day five day six ✶ day seven ✶ day eight ✶ day nine ✶ day ten ✶ weekend + more days to come

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synopsis. In which your date stood you up so your coworkers Nanami and Higuruma remind you what he’s missing.

( art creds | @/ayushnz_ on twt )

Slow jazz tunes resounded through the bar as you sipped your martini. You were beginning to grow impatient and to be honest, quite irritated as well due to your date’s unexpected lateness.

You checked your phone again and with a sigh, dropped it back on the table upon seeing nothing but your unread messages to Shiu.

He was over an hour late, you were mad at yourself for even still staying that long hopelessly waiting for him to walk through the entrance or for an explanatory text that would never come.

You gripped on your glass as you downed the rest of your drink, signaling to the bartender for another round of the same one.

Unbeknownst to you, two pairs of eyes were sneaking glances at you from across the room.

Nanami casually drank his whiskey as Higuruma went on about a difficult client who insisted on pleading guilty to a crime where the evidence is insufficient to prove that he did commit that felony.

“It’s just..frustrating you know, there’s no solid evidence to prove that he did do it..but he’s so adamant on taking the blame whereas this could easily be won with a not guilty plead.” He grumbled while dragging a hand over his face then gulped down the glass of brandy in frustration.

Nanami hummed, offering him an empathetic look. “It’s annoying yes but there will always be clients like that and you just have to..accept their decision by the end of the day, if they won’t budge that is. Downsides of being an attorney I guess.”

Higuruma huffed in response, “I’ll drink to that.”

Nanami glanced around the bar in boredom, swishing his drink but halting when he saw a strikingly familiar face sitting at the bar.

He eyed you down, his gaze moving down your legs watching as your short black dress rose up your thigh a fraction as you shifted around in your seat.

He tore his gaze away from you and looked back at the black haired lawyer in front of him. “Hey, behind you, isn’t that y/n?” He asked, nodding his head to her direction.

“Huh? she comes to these places?” Higuruma questioned incredulously then turned around searching the room to confirm. His eyes came to a stop as soon as he caught sight of you in your little black dress that complimented your brown skin perfectly.

“I guess so.” Nanami replied and shrugged, still stealing glances at you but there was a glint of desire in those eyes. Same as for Higuruma, who gave you a longing look.

“We should…keep her company maybe.” He suggested hesitantly, testing if both of them had the same thoughts.

“Yeah.” The blonde accountant agreed before setting the small glass down and standing up from the round table, Higuruma following after.

They made their way across the bar in short but efficient strides. Soon enough, they came up behind you and took a seat on opposite sides of you.

Higuruma spoke first, “Hey, y/n right?”.

You turned to the dark haired attorney in surprise. “Oh, Higuruma yeah? and yup that’s me.”

“Surprised to see you of all people here.” Nanami commented nonchalantly, his eyes boring into yours.

You yelped in equal surprise. “Nanami? I didn’t expect you to come round here either.” Your eyes narrowed slightly and your lips pursed.

“Higuruma and I just come for a drink here after work from time to time.” He shrugged coolly.

“So what brings you here? come here with someone?” The attorney asked, eyeing your attire with curiosity.

You let out a nervous laugh before answering, “Well.. technically yes but I was kind of uhm..stood up.” You finished timidly.

Both of the men raised their eyebrows in shock. You? what foolish man would ever fumble his chance with you like that?

“What a dick.” Higuruma stated flatly.

“Agreed.” Nanami drawled.

You let out an airy laugh, “Yeah, what a dick.”

Maybe it was your imagination but the pair seemed to shift closer to you.

“Let me buy you a drink, to help you push that man-child out of your mind.” He offered, slightly tilting his head awaiting your response.

You quickly waved your hands up frantically, “No it’s okay, you don’t have to really.”

Nanami furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, “But I want to. Just think of it as a treat from a fellow co-worker.” He shrugged.

“Don’t think too much about it.” Higuruma interposed, lightly brushing his leg against yours.

You exhaled in defeat, “Alright then..one lychee martini.” You answered.

He smiled and Nanami told the bartender the order.

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You weren’t quite drunk yet, just tipsy since you didn’t want to overdo it tonight. The alcohol didn’t seem to be affecting the other two though, they continued drinking silently while you rambled about the boss overworking you half to death.

“I mean, how did he expect me to draft contracts, review case files, witness statements and then bring updates on the progress of the case in just three days?” You grumbled, holding the sides of your head in your hands as you stared at the now empty glass of gin.

Higuruma nodded in understanding, “Yeah he’s a real piece of work, so I’ve heard.”

“Next time just call one of us to help.” Nanami sternly instructed with his eyebrows knitted, wondering just how the hell you’re managing everything.

“Nah, wouldn’t want to bother you guys.” You dismissed the offer, much used to handling these complications on your own.

They both looked at each other apprehensively.

“You could never bother us, pretty.” Higuruma reassured firmly, placing a hand on your thigh comfortingly with his sanpaku eyes sinking into yours.

Your breath hitched at the nickname and sudden contact that sent a wave of electricity through you.

“We’re here for you..anything you need.” Nanami added on huskily, snaking a hand to the small of your back.

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Everything went by a blur, one moment you’re laughing and conversing with your handsome coworkers. The next moment, you’re sandwiched between the pair as they attack your neck with open mouthed kisses.

Nanami sucked and kissed up on the area near your collarbone while Higuruma held up your curls in his large hands as he placed feathery kisses on the side of your neck while pressing his hard-on against your clothed slit. You let out a breathy moan.

Nanami forcefully hitched your skimpy dress up, revealing your soaked panties.

“Already this wet for us? we haven’t even started.” He teased you, rubbing your clit through the fabric, his breath fanning your ear.

You could only respond with a whimper.

They suddenly let go of you, gaining a confused look from you.

“Need you to sit on my face pretty, can you do that for me?” Higuruma asked first, searching for any uncertainty on your face.

You nodded.

“Use your words.” He corrected you in a deceivingly calm voice, the back of his hand stroking your cheek.

“Y-yes.” You responded meekly.

He smiled widely, “Good. And you’re going to suck his cock like a good little slut.” He instructed, glancing at Nanami who now started touching himself at the scene before him.

You were in a daze and just nodded before positioning yourself, hovering your pussy over him just as he lied down under you.

He then grabbed the back of your thighs and shoved you down on his face. He hummed contentedly as he began exploring your cunt with his tongue. You let out a strangled whine then involuntary started grinding into his mouth, his nose lightly brushing your clit.

“Been waiting for this day so fucking long.” He slurred against your entrance.

“R-really?” Your eyes widened a fraction in surprise as you looked down at him.

Nanami nodded, “Ever since we saw that pretty little ass and tight button up walk into the office, you occupied our every thought. Night and day.” He confessed, stroking tentatively as he continued watching Higuruma tongue fuck you to oblivion.

“Want to know what we’ve been aching to do to you for months?” He asked in a low voice, one hand tilting your chin higher.

You nodded fervently without a second to waste.

He smiled faintly and then carefully lined his painfully hard cock towards your mouth. You sunk your mouth on it, stroking the remaining length, starting at the tip with your tongue resulting in a satisfied groan from the blonde as the sensation of your warm mouth enveloped his senses.

Without warning, Higuruma inserted an index finger into your entrance, bringing it in and out of you sensually while flattening his tongue to trace your opening. You writhed under his touch, moaning around Nanami’s length.

Your cheeks puffed as you bobbed your head against it, delivering swift licks from his tip to the shaft. He tilted his head back and moaned, “Fuck, even better than I imagined.”

He instinctively pushed your head deeper on his cock, your eyes teared up a bit but you fought through and proceeded to deep throat him, placing a hand on his hip to balance yourself just as Higuruma’s tongue lapped up your folds. Your touch burned through him.

You swirled your tongue around his base, continuing to rock your head up and down his cock.

He let out a strangled groan and began thrusting into your mouth, the movements getting more erratic as he drew closer to his orgasm.

Beneath you, only the slurping and content hums of Higuruma could be heard as he eagerly sucked on your clit. He drove his tongue in and out of your hole with urgency and slowly rutted against the bed as your whines grew more vocal, sending waves down Nanami’s length.

You held Higuruma by his hair and pulled on his strands, hips unconsciously grinding into his face. You were soaked, your juices trailed down his chin though he didn’t seem to care, eagerly slurping all you had to offer.

Your thighs squished on both sides of Higuruma’s face as you were nearing your climax.

“I’m gonna..hah…Hiromi !” You whined out as you detached from Nanami momentarily, your eyes blowing backwards as the weight of your incoming peak overwhelmed you.

His movements had heat spreading within your belly. Each flick of his tongue and swirl between your folds intensified that feeling.

The man beneath you ate you out fervently, bringing you the pleasure you deserved.

That foolish man didn’t know what he was missing, god he would drown in your pussy like this if he could.

“Cum in my mouth, pretty.” Higuruma calmly instructed, gripping your thighs tighter.

A choked sob escaped you as your release spurted out all over his face.

He voiced a satisfied sigh as he desperately licked up your juices.

Your body collapsed back on the bed until suddenly a finger plunged between your folds then pulled out, making you yelp.

“Wanna taste?” He turned back to Nanami and asked, a mischievous grin plastered on his face.

Without a second to waste, he leaned in and sucked the outstretched fingers soaked in your slick.

He hummed contentedly after pulling back.

“Fucking addictive, isn’t she?” Higuruma probed then moved back to you, caressing your cheek.

“Mhmm..taste yourself y/n.” He directed at you. He leaned down and grabbed your chin softly, a contrast to the manner his lips met yours, rough and desperate. His tongue dueled with your own as he deepened the kiss, gripping your hair at the back of your head harshly.

With his mouth still on yours, Higuruma lifted you up slightly and unclipped your bra, the sudden cold hitting your chest made you shiver.

“So pretty..” He whispered, fingers tracing from the curve of your breasts then down your spine.

His ministrations seized for a moment. Afterwards, his palm settled on one of your breasts and squeezed.

His head inclined towards your other breast, suctioning his mouth on the lump of fat.

The feeling of his tongue administering painfully slow and unfaltering flicks around your stiffened nipple led to a muffled whimper into Nanami’s mouth.

The blonde accountant followed suit, laying popcorn kisses that trailed from the side of your neck down to the center of your chest.

His mouth skipped over to your chest too, beginning to lick around the bud and eventually letting his tongue swipe over your other nipple leisurely, as if he were savoring this very moment.

He continued, abruptly wrapping his mouth around the area and sucking on it ravenously. The sound of your whimpers went straight to his dick, cursing himself when he felt his boner resurfacing.

A beat after, the pair detached from you. Abruptly, careful hands hoisted one of your legs over their shoulder.

You looked up under your eyelashes to be met directly with Higuruma’s lightly blushed face. Your pupils traveled down and couldn’t help but notice the evident tent in his slacks.

Nanami brushed strands of hair away from your face, “Want him to fill up that pretty pussy, sweetheart?”

You eagerly nodded just as the lawyer began unbuttoning his trousers, fearing the tremble rumbling in your voice would betray you.

“I want to hear you say it.” Higuruma commanded curtly, his movements halting as his cock head remained stationary between your folds.

You whined at the sensation of his length brushing against your entrance and obliged, “Need you ‘n me .”

He groaned at the confession, slowly sinking into your hole. You wrapped around him just right, making his eyes flutter shut for a moment as he was overwhelmed with pleasure.

“Tell me when I can move.” He softly instructed, rough hands cradling the back of your head as he tried so hard to be patient because as much as he’s been aching to fuck you stupid for a while now, he didn’t want to hurt you in any way.

After several seconds, you reassured him and inclined your head. “It’s alright.”

He smiled slightly and without warning, slammed into you abruptly.

His thick cock dragged in and out of your puffy folds, gauging a repeated squelch.

Higuruma moved within you in a frenzy, your whole body shaking in rhythm to his thrusts.

Nanami’s delicate touch behind you was a sharp contrast, he placed one hand on your lower hip to steady you and kissed below your ear.

“You’re doing so well for us sweetheart.” He praised, tracing his thumb to wipe away a stray tear.

He could hardly form intelligible sentences as he rammed deeper in your intoxicating pussy.

“mmh, f-fuck, taking me sooo well pretty.” He gasped and gripped your hips tighter.

You caught a glance at him below your eyelashes, his hair disheveled, a few strands stuck to his forehead as it gleamed with sweat.

His head slightly tilted back and adam’s apple shifted, your slick enveloping his senses sent him over the edge. He wasn’t planning to cum so soon but at this rate he’d be a goner.

With that thought in mind, he slowed his pace faintly in order to savor this very moment. You let out a protesting noise and he smiled down at you reassuringly before claiming your lips in a messy kiss, his tongue dueled with yours and let out a moan as you granted him more access, deepening it.

A string of saliva followed as you two detached and without a second to waste, Nanami tilted your head and pulled you into another kiss. The momentum was different from Higuruma’s, it was softer, delicate, more calculated.

He moved at a steady pace, his tongue politely asking to enter before you obliged.

Higuruma below you picked up the tempo, his length brushing against that very sweet spot that made your back arch.

The lewd sounds of skin slapping on skin filled the room, a stray tear escaped your eye, to which Nanami carefully swiped away with his thumb as you got closer to your peak.

Higuruma’s hips stuttered above you as that warm sensation pooled across his lower stomach, “C-can I cum inside pretty? need to fill her up.” He asked breathlessly, silently pleading with his eyes.

Immediately you nodded, his hips snapped against you restlessly, with urgency, whimpering as his dick slammed in and out of your walls.

His grip on your waist tightened and his breathing grew even more irregular as he was reaching his own climax.

His eyebrows furrowed in concentration but ultimately failing when the sensation overtook him, shooting thick splashes of his seed into you.

Your orgasm followed a beat after, creating a sticky mess between both of you.

He leaned down to peck at your lips, then let his head fall into the crevice of your neck.

“You did so good for me baby.” He mumbled into your neck, pressing a soft kiss to it.

Then he lifted his body slightly off you, “Gonna be a good girl for Nanami now?” Higuruma asked softly while slowly tracing your cheekbone.

You nodded stiffly.

“Words, pretty girl.” He corrected you in a dangerously sweet tone.

“god yes, need it ‘s much.” You admitted, your voice barely above a whisper as you made eye contact with the blonde.

Nanami’s face was flushed as he held his weeping cock, still slightly panting as he had been silently pumping himself to the sight of Higuruma buried deep inside you.

The bed dipped under his weight as he approached you.

The sight of Higuruma’s cum still spilled down the inside of your thighs made him leak out a low whimper.

He pressed his tip against your swollen clit, taking in the way your body squirmed beneath him. Prodding the head of his cock into your greedy hole.

You moaned as he captured your lips into a sloppy kiss just as his length hit your sweet spot. He set a brutal pace, making every word out of your mouth come out in a babble.

“ngh, d-don’t stop, please ‘ken.” You rambled on, you could barely form coherent thoughts as he drilled into you, balls smacking roughly against your front.

His hips stuttered at the nickname falling from your lips.

He was going to make you cum sooner than you expected.

The completely unhinged look in his eyes and precision he was fucking into your g spot sent you over the edge. Your walls clenched around him, inciting a needy groan from him.

“Close baby?” He checked in between thrusts, admiring your disheveled state.

You nodded, paired with a whimper as that same sensation before pooled up your stomach while Nanami dragged his cock between your overstimulated walls.

While you were lost in your pleasure, Higuruma’s mouth attached to yours. A mess of tangled tongues began and he moaned in between your lips as he kissed you desperately, drinking in the taste.

A string of saliva followed as you two detached, his eyes were in a dazed state, staring intently at you like he badly needed more.

He moved downwards to your hardened nipples and tentatively massaged one of them in his palms, “So beautiful, isn’t she Kento?”.

“Gorgeous, and taking me so well too.” Nanami grunted, thrusting in and out of you, obscene sounds followed as he was nearing his own orgasm too.

He carefully lifted one of your legs up and placed them on his shoulder. His pace became erratic as he was chasing his own release too now, his chest glistened with sweat and jaw clenched in deep focus.

At the same time, Higuruma began to suck on your nipple, his hand massaging the other. His tongue lapped around your areola then proceeded to widen his mouth to take more in and purse his mouth around the area, continuously sucking and releasing it.

The combined sensations elicited a sharp cry from you as your body twitched, your release consuming you.

Nanami’s tempo had slowed down, he pushed one last thrust before coating your insides with his release.

After he pulled out of you, the two helped clean you up. Your body was too tired to move, talk less of getting out of bed.

Higuruma left the room momentarily and came back with a towel and started cleaning the mess they both made between your thighs.

Nanami brought back some smaller clothes he found for you to sleep in then diligently helped you put them on.

Afterwards, both men showered you with affection as you were sandwiched between them. Kisses placed on either side of your forehead and two strong arms embracing you brought an involuntary smile to your face.

Nanami observed your relaxed expression, the way your curls framed your face and how your lips fixed slightly in a pout in your sleep.

Higuruma hugged you from behind, his body so close that he could feel the steady rise and fall of your breathing, ultimately lulling him to rest.