alex

you were desperate for some extra money to keep you afloat while you were in university. that's how you ended up with this new babysitting gig for a guy named toji. he was a single dad and didn't always have the time to look out for his son, so he was offering a decent amount of money for someone to watch the kid. you arrive for your first night, pleasantly surprised by how attractive toji was. you keep your thoughts at bay, and you learn that megumi is the kid you'll be watching. he was adorable, very shy, but still sweet when it mattered.

you and megumi got along well, he was a low-maintenance kid that was entertaining to watch as he navigated his way through his little life. he'd taken a liking to you too, finding your presence comforting, and apparently always asking about you to his dad when you weren't around. to be fair, toji also would ask his son about you when you weren't around. he wasn't sure how it happened, but he found himself being drawn to you. the way you moved around his house like you'd been there with them since they moved in, he liked it.

well- that and the fact that you were absolutely stunning. you dressed modestly, but that didn't deter toji. every piece of clothing you wore seemed to fit your frame perfectly, making it difficult for him to focus on anything but the way your hips move when you walk. one night, he gave in and let the desire consume him. he asked you to stay for a bit after you laid megumi down for his bedtime. you agreed, unaware that it would eventually land you in toji's bedroom. you were splayed out on his bed, naked and squirming as his face is buried between your legs.

you clamp a hand over your mouth, not wanting to be loud. toji's grunting against your pussy, tongue working skillfully at your clit while two of his thick fingers are deep inside you. he managed to hit every spot right where you needed it, so it wasn't long before you were trembling and trying to push him away. when you cum hard on his tongue, he smirks while pulling back and wiping his face.

"such a pretty little thing." he chuckles, climbing on top of you. he notices how you're still a bit nervous about the whole interaction.

"i think we're being too loud." you spoke quietly, eyes filled with worry but also want as you look at him.

he nods thoughtfully before lifting you off the bed in one motion. he grabs a blanket from nearby, laying it out on the ground before lowering you onto it. your eyes widen in surprise as he leans on top of you. he shamelessly slides his tongue in your mouth while grinding his hips against your bare pussy. you can feel every ridge of his cock through his black boxers, but it wasn't enough.

"you want this cock, baby?" he smirks while kissing and sucking at the soft skin of your neck.

your breath hitches and all you can do is nod in response. he makes a 'tsk' sound at you, gently grabbing your jaw and forcing you to look at him.

"i need a yes or no." he spoke firmly, seeing the way your eyes darken with lust at his display of dominance.

"yes, i want it." you answer quietly, feeling restless with anticipation.

he chuckles at you again, sliding his boxers off and tossing them aside. you were shocked at the mere size of him, wondering if it was even going to be able to fit inside you. he notices the way you hesitate, taking it as a compliment that would fuel his already enormous ego.

"don't worry, you'll be able to handle it." his voice deepens while he lines himself up with your entrance.

he pushes the thick tip inside you and you wince at the burning sensation, not used to such a large intrusion inside you. eventually, he's able to work it inside you. he doesn't give you time to adjust, his hips already moving against you, causing you to gasp while you grip onto the soft blanket beneath you.

"too much..." you mumble, eyes squeezed shut as you try to adjust to his size.

"f-fuck your pussy's sucking me in so good." he pants, his hips speeding up to where they were now pistoning in and out of you.

he clamps his hand over your mouth as your moans start to increase in volume. as much as he wanted to hear you, he didn't want to deal with a cranky child. he grabs under one of your knees, hiking up your leg and pushing against the back of your thigh. the angle allows him to thrust deeper inside you, allowing your eyes to roll into the back of your head.

"take it, baby- take that fat cock." he grunts, feeling the way you begin to clench tighter around him.

"not sure what to do..." he chuckles suspiciously. "should i make a mess inside you or paint that cute tummy?" he watches your eyes flutter at his filthy words, and he takes that as an answer.

"filthy fucking girl, you want me to breed you? didn't take you for such a needy little whore. but fine, you want me to put a baby in you, i'll put a fucking baby in you." his words become punctuated by every thrust while you moan and whine helplessly against his palm. he finally moves his other hand to your clit, rubbing in circles that have you writhing beneath him.

"you wanna give me another kid, yeah? wanna raise two little brats with me? fuck- 'm gonna make you a mommy." that finally pushes you over the edge, clenching so hard around him he's almost forced to slip out.

but no, he lifts your hips higher as he spills inside of you, forcing his seed to stay inside so that you don't spill a single drop. even as a few dribbles spill out of your pussy, he shoves them right back in with his finger. you cry softly, the overstimulation affecting you instantly. he gently lowers your hips back down to the ground, soothingly rubbing his hands over your soft thighs. he manages to scoop you up into his arms and whisks you off to the bathroom to help you get cleaned up.

"you alright?" he looks at your face, his voice uncharacteristically soft.

you nod slowly, resting your head against his shoulder and letting the comfort of being in his arms consume you. you were half-asleep, so you might have imagined it, but you swear you feel a kiss pressed to your forehead right before the shower is turned on.

CHOSO

he watches as you sit up in his bed, tossing your legs over to the side and stretching out your arms. he admired the soft expanse of your back, the way it transitioned perfectly to your ass. he turns over to his side, enjoying the view for a moment. this enjoyment did not last long when he watches you stand and walk right over to where your clothes were lying on the floor.

"don't you want to get cleaned up?"

his voice snaps you out of your trance, not expecting him to even say anything before you could get a foot out the door. you turn around to face him, clothes in your hands.

"oh- um, i'm okay. i can clean up when i get home."

"you're going home?"

his voice was soft, but there was a notable pout on his lips at the thought of you leaving him already. he sits up, letting the sheets pool at his hips. your eyes betray you and roam over the expanse of his bare skin, the sight of his toned body making you rethink whether or not you actually want to leave. he holds out one hand to you. you hesitate but drop your clothes back on the floor and rejoin him in his bed.

he instantly pulls you against his chest and presses a soft kiss to your hairline. he knew that you'd both mentioned the night before that this would only happen once. but, deep down he was hoping that the exact opposite would happen. he wanted to see you and hold you like this again, so he made sure you knew that.

"stay and i'll order us food, okay? i don't want to fall asleep alone tonight."

how could you say no to that face, a soft pout that would probably give you the worst ick if it came from anyone else. you nod and let yourself melt into his embrace, soaking up the moment in hopes of there being another in the near future.

NANAMI

he could immediately sense that something was off when he rolled off of you and tried to lay beside you. you sat up almost immediately, holding the sheets over your chest. you'd hardly caught your breath before you start to get out of the bed and reach for your clothes.

"something the matter, sweetheart?"

he uses a gentle tone, hoping that it'll get you to pause and reconsider leaving him so soon.

"oh- no. i just figured we were done."

he quickly noticed the way you refused to meet his gaze as you spoke. the uncertainty and hint of shame was starting to roll off of you in waves. he sits up, reaching for your arm. you freeze at the warm touch, clearly not used to feeling this wanted after a sexual encounter.

"mind staying here with me instead?"

he tries not to make it a big deal, in an effort to not scare you off. his thumb gently rubs over the soft skin on your bicep. you nod slowly, letting yourself be pulled back into bed. you couldn't bite back the soft smile appearing on your face as nanami holds you close, like you'd actually disintegrate if he let go.

HIGURUMA

it wasn't often that he brought someone home. he tried to make the most of this rare occurrence, hoping that you'd be willing to stay and keep him company. the disappointment settles in quickly when he watches you sit up right after finishing, hardly even letting him hold you afterwards. the furrow in his brow is evident as he rests back on his hands, watching you silently.

you try to sneak a peek at him over your shoulder, sensing that you were being stared at. you flinch slightly when you're already met with his intense gaze.

"sorry... just don't want to hang around longer than necessary."

you mutter nervously, trying to flip your clothes from being inside out. he clears his throat, making you pause.

"what counts as necessary?"

you didn't have an answer for that, unsure of what to do with your hands now.

"come back... please."

you'd never heard him speak so gently before. you turn around, taking in the genuine expression and want in his eyes. you felt your cheeks heat as you drop your clothes and make your way back over to him. he lifts the covers, making room for you in his open arms. you crawl back into bed with him, instantly relaxing when you feel his warm embrace around you.

GOJO

having been through his fair share of hookups and fwb situations, gojo was used to people wanting to leave, but also wanting to stay the night. by the time he was finished, he usually had a decent understanding of what his partner at the time was going to choose. when it came to you, he thought... or perhaps, really hoped, that you would want to stay the night. his expression fell when you subtly removed yourself from his arms after finishing.

"you know, cutie... it's usually seen as a sign of respect to leave a man with at least a kiss before you go home."

you freeze, unsure of how to react to his undoubtedly cheesy attempt to get you to stay. you awkwardly turn around to face him, earning yourself a chuckle from the white-haired man. he gently snakes an arm around your waist and yanks you back toward him.

"nice try, pretty girl. i know you don't really want to leave me."

you don't even try to deny his cocky ass attitude. because he was right, almost as if he could read your mind. ever the show-off, he peppers your face in kisses, causing you to erupt into a fit of giggles. his heart leapt in his chest hearing and seeing the genuine amusement in your expression. he really was the perfect guy (just ask him, he'll tell you).

GETO

one night stands really weren't geto's thing. when he met you during an outing with his bestie, gojo, he didn't expect to take you home that night and be intimate. he wasn't used to anything like this. sure, he'd had sex plenty of times, but none where he'd actually been interested and doing anything else with the person. yet, for some reason, he couldn't shake the heavy feeling in his chest as he watched you climb out of his bed and attempt to get dressed.

"i had a nice time."

"me too..."

"when can i see you again?"

the question makes you pause, not realizing that he even wanted to see you again after tonight.

"i don't know if that's a good idea."

you reply, letting out a quiet sigh.

you blink and he's standing behind you, running a hand over your hair in a tender gesture. he wraps his arms around your waist, gently guiding you back into the bed. he was sure that no words from his mouth would be as convincing as his actions. he pulls you into his arms, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

SUKUNA

he lets out an unamued grunt when he feels the bed get lighter beside him. he opens one eye, watching you pick up your clothes from the floor. once he realized what you were trying to do, he sat up straight.

"where the hell are you going, woman?"

you jump at the sound of his stern voice, not expecting him to notice that you had even gotten out of bed.

"i'm going home, i have work in the morning."

"my car works fine, get your ass back in this bed."

his tone wasn't harsh this time, almost sounding pleading. you turn around to look at him, confused at his shift in attitude. but his heavy glare doesn't leave room for argument, so you let your clothes fall back to the floor. as soon as your within arm's reach, he's dragging you back against him under the covers.

"try that again and i'll tie you to this damn bed."

TOJI

he wasn't interested in spending time with anyone once he'd had his fill of whoever he'd have sex with. he'd yet to meet a single person that interested him enough to warrant spending the night with them. even as he watches you get out of his bed, he doesn't say anything. his eyes don't leave your form as you pick up your clothes off the floor. but when he sees your legs wobble ever so slightly as you try to put your pants back on, something in his mind switches.

"just leave them off... i'm not gonna pick your ass up if you fall over."

you almost come up with a snarky retort, but it dies on your tongue when a pair of black boxers and a way-too-large t-shirt is tossed at your head. you nearly drop them, turning around to look at him.

"put them on before i change my mind."

you nodded and slipped into the boxers and oversized shirt. toji felt something protective flare in his chest at the sight of you in his clothes. he now knew that he wasn't letting you go anywhere but to bed with him tonight. he sits down on the edge of the bed, beckoning you forward with his thick ass fingers (damn...). you can't resist the hungry but affectionate look in his eyes.

the neon lights were as bright as they needed to be, accompanied by the booming bass of the speakers. mix in a little bit of alcohol, and you've got the combination that makes for a perfect night. which is exactly why you're dancing like nobody's watching, right in the middle of your friend group. you're all having a great time, singing and dancing to your heart's content. it was all going well until a group of guys felt bold enough to approach you.

"looking good, pretty ladies. mind if we join you?"

one with white hair pipes up, a smug grin on his face. a few of you exchange glances, sizing up the group of men. you shrug, followed by everyone else. why the hell not? so they join you, and most of them flock to your friends, which you were fine with. you didn't mind them being there, but you weren't fine with any of them trying to touch you. as long as your friends were comfortable, you didn't care what happened. you glance over at the bar, considering getting yourself another drink.

that's when you see him, his hair was about shoulder-length. there was a thin line of mascara surrounding his eyes, making the dark brown shade pop even in such dim lighting. he was gorgeous to say the least, though you're sure your friends might disagree. you definitely didn't have the same type in men as them. you couldn't stand the type of men who look like they peaked in their fraternity days in college. but this one at the bar, he felt different even from all the way on the other side of the bar. maybe finding a new 'friend' tonight wasn't a bad idea after all.

you tell one of your friends where you're going, and head over to the bar. you notice that the guy you were watching earlier is now watching you as you approach. when he sees that you're heading in his direction, he turns his head and watches his drink. you casually slip into the stool next to him, ordering yourself a lemon drop (hey ateez). you glance over at him, noticing the light blush on his face. so he was a shy one, huh? just the type you were looking for. you take a small sip of your drink, noticing his empty glass.

"can i get you another?"

you look over at him with a soft smile. he turns to you, offering a small one in return. he nods, muttering a short 'thanks' as you flag down the bartender. you let him order for himself, admiring the way his voice was gentle and kind. probably would sound really nice in bed- you check yourself, blaming the alcohol for letting your mind slip. you see that he has his drink now, so you raise your glass to his. he blinks, raising his and you both do a silent cheers.

"those your friends that approached mine over there?"

you ask him curiously, glancing back over to your friends and his who were all just mingling on the floor.

"yeah... i just let them do their thing."

you nod in understanding. sometimes you were the same way, not always wanting to be among the sweaty bodies and just wanting to enjoy a few drinks instead.

"hope i'm not interrupting your thing, then... what's your name?"

you chuckle softly, gaze roaming over the silver rings adorning his fingers. he shakes his head with a soft smile.

"i'm choso and uhh... honestly i was hoping you would-"

he seems to cut himself off, shocked by his own lack of filter. you smile at him, telling him your own name since he didn't get to ask while taking a mental note of how cute he looked when he embarrassed himself like that. you step off your stool, standing next to him. the alcohol makes your bravery double, and he takes it better than you expected. you smirk when you feel a gentle hand now resting on the side of your waist. it was hesitant, but it tightens when he feels you lean into him.

"you're a sweetheart, aren't you?"

you smile down at him, a hand running through his hair. you swear you can almost hear him groan in pleasure at your touch. you reach for his drink, simultaneously tilting his head back as you touch the glass to his lips. his eyes are on you the whole time, drinking up all the liquid you pour into his mouth. you couldn't get enough of him, the way he gave into you so easily despite being so shy earlier.

"can- can we go somewhere else?"

he asks shyly, looking up at you through his lashes. you brush a stray piece of hair out of his face, smirking down at him.

"yeah... where are we going?"

"i have my own apartment."

you nod slowly, reaching for his hand as he stands up. you chuckle when you realize that he's a bit taller than you. he walks you outside, pulling out his phone to book a ride. you sit together at a bench, your head resting on his shoulder. his hand rests on your thigh protectively, which made the warmth in your lower belly get stronger. you look over at him, only to find him already looking at you. your breath hitches before you lean in and press your lips to his. he gasps against your lips, pulling you in close as his arm slides around your waist. your hands cup his face, you look both ways before straddling his lap.

"what are you-"

you cut him off with another kiss, feeling his warm hands resting on your waist. he moans into your mouth, both of you a bit too drunk to care about what anyone else could see or hear. you slide your tongue into his mouth, feeling the bulge in his jeans press against your clothed center. you grind your hips against him, making him whine softly in your ear.

"you sound so pretty..."

you coo, your hands running down his arms. you hear a car approaching somewhere nearby, so you climb off his lap and stand up. he joins you, ignoring the pang of disappointment when he doesn't feel your weight on him anymore. you greet the uber, climbing into the backseat. you rest against him, watching as the city lights go by out the window. you smirk, getting an evil idea in your head, which he seems to pick up on because he tenses beside you.

your fingers ghost over the bulge in his pants and he sucks in a sharp breath. he looks out the window, trying his best to not seem suspicious. his hips are just slightly pushing against your hand, desperate for any friction. you smirk at him, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek which only made it worse for him.

"keep it together... we're almost there."

you smirk against his cheek before sitting back in your seat. he nods slowly, frowning when you pull your hand back from him and rest it in your own lap. he takes your hand back, just holding it gently in his own. once you get to his apartment, you stumble slightly getting out of the car. he catches your arm, his expression now concerned and you swear your heart melts at the sight.

"you're so cute..."

you giggle, leaning against him as he helps you walk up the stairs. once you get into his apartment, he locks the door and leads you straight to his room. he flicks on the bedside lamp, helping you sit on the edge of the bed. he crouches down, helping you remove your shoes without even having to be asked. you run a hand through his hair, watching him already falling apart at your touch.

"such a good boy..."

his breath hitches as he looks up at you. he leans into your touch, pressing a kiss to your palm as it rests against his cheek. he moves closer, resting his chin on your lap. you swear you could have came from that sight alone. you part your legs for him and his cheeks tint an even darker shade of red. his hands run over your soft thighs, pressing little kisses along the inside of them. you shiver at the feeling of his warm lips on your skin.

"you're gorgeous..."

he mumbles against your skin, glancing up at you as his hands reach up to the hem of your skirt. you nod and watch as he gently slips it down your legs and tosses it to the side. he sees the damp spot in your panties, his brain already feeling fuzzy. he leans in, pressing a soft kiss to your clothed center. you shiver, your thighs clenching slightly around his head. he then finally slides your panties down your legs, whimpering when he sees how wet you were for him. he delves into your slick folds like a man starved, lapping at your juices with an enthusiasm you've never seen before.

your head falls back with a soft moan when you feel his nose nudging at your clit. he whines against your pussy while he continues to work at you with his notably skilled tongue. your hand is tangled in his soft hair, pulling his face closer into you. you can feel him moving against you, realizing that he's actively trying to rut against the fabric of his jeans to ease his achingly hard cock.

"let me help you..."

you whine softly, but he shakes his head, the sensation making you feel dizzy as your thighs clench around his head. his movements become more sloppy as he feels himself leaking more through his boxers. soon, you're clenching hard around nothing and covering his mouth and chin in your slick. he pulls back after you're spent, wiping your essence off of his face and licking the remainder of it from his fingers.

"never tasted anything that good before."

he mumbles breathlessly, eyes darkening when he notices that you're removing your top. you watch as he stands to his full height, the wet spot in jeans now right at eye-level with you.

"take them off."

you instruct him, to which he nods, undoing his belt and zipper before sliding the fabric down his legs. you see the mess he's made in his boxers and it takes all of your self restraint not to find a way to mount him right then and there. you reach out, your fingers running over the wet spot, causing him to twitch against you. you smirk up at him, watching the way he sucked his bottom lip in between his teeth.

"you want me to touch you more?"

"please... it feels so good."

he whines quietly, eyes slamming shut when you yank down his boxers and start stroking his leaking cock. you revel in the sight of him, he was impressive in size to say the least. you stroke him from base to tip, swiping your thumb over the leaking slit just to make the action even more messy. he pathetically ruts into your hand, losing any sense of self-preservation he might have had left. sooner than he wanted to, he blows his load all over your hand with a loud moan. he watches as you bring your hand to your mouth and start teasingly lapping at his cum that was spread all over your fingers.

he can't take his eyes off you, feeling how his cock was still achingly hard. you see the want in his eyes, and you couldn't deny how badly you needed him too. he stands there, waiting for you to tell him what to do. so, you scoot back on the bed and motion for him to follow. he does so, climbing over top of you. you wrap your arms around him until his body is flush with yours. you yank his shirt over his head, your bare chests now rubbing against one another. you slam your lips against his, tongues tangling as you moan into each other's mouths.

you watch as he slides the condom on, feeling your entire body twitch in anticipation. he lines himself up with your entrance, sinking in slowly enough to where it doesn't sting too badly. you eventually relax around him and he starts to move inside of you. he starts with slow, languid movements with his forehead resting against yours. however, it doesn't take long before he starts to groan with impatience.

"go on, baby. take what you want."

you smirk up at him, and he doesn't hesitate to follow your orders. his moans become more frantic as he pistons his cock into you. you feel him spread your legs wider so he can go deeper. your eyes roll into the back of your head as you let yourself be plowed into the soft mattress. your noises were making it really hard for him to hold back, already getting close to cumming yet again. he reaches down, rubbing your clit in furious circles with the hope that you'd be close too.

"gonna cum soon..."

he watches as your face contorts in pleasure, and he could tell that you were getting close too. he was starstruck by the way his own cock had rendered you speechless so easily.

"please, cum with me."

he pants, leaning down to where his head rested against your shoulder. his hips moved to a new angle that had you seeing stars as you cum around his cock like never before. your back arches violently off the bed as you cling onto him for dear life. he cums right after you, feeling the warm ropes shoot inside the condom. he doesn't stop until you're twitching from overstimulation. he rests beside you, his head on your chest as he allows the sound of your soft breaths to lull him into a light sleep. you hold him close, allowing yourself to just be for the moment and worry about cleaning up later.